Canglan County is not big, and it looks even smaller than Fanchengdu.

This old city, which has a history of more than 9,000 years, has been repaired by successive generations of Canglan County kings, and compared with other cities in the mainland, the style of Canglan County is much more unique.

Let's take the main street that Liu Chen is walking on now, although it looks a little old, but from the perspective of its pattern, anyone who thinks it is from the handwriting of the martial god Lu Xiu, the martial god Lu Xiu has been upright all his life, so, in the streets and alleys of Canglan County, there is no road that is curved, no way, the first prince likes to be straight, who dares to bend the people below?

The high-rise houses on both sides of the main street were later overturned and rebuilt, and under Wu Tong's instructions, Liu Chen even saw the place near the river, which was like a row of Goolan wine shops, these gambling houses, green buildings, and car dealers, made Liu Chen in a trance, as if he had returned to Fancheng, and everything seemed so kind. Don't think about it, this is the handiwork of the second generation of Canglan County King.

Legend has it that the sword god Liu Zangbing was born to be a lively character, just the second generation of Canglan Princess recorded in the Canglan Palace, there are more than 80 people, compared to Lu Xiu's serious stereotype, this Liu Zangbing is completely the other extreme, in the face of the enemy, he kills decisively, in the face of his lover, he is affectionate and kind to speak, in the eyes of outsiders, the second generation of Canglan King is a demon, is a madman, but in the eyes of those women, Liu Zangbing is all they have, is the best man in the world.

Liu Chen shook his head with a wry smile, and followed the city guard all the way to the end of the long street, the soldiers who opened the way for everyone along the way had solemn faces, and there was a trace of killing in the walk, generally in such a small city, it is difficult to see such a well-groomed army, don't think about it, this is the masterpiece of the sword saint Liu Bai.

It is often said that Liu Bai's father influenced the first half of his life, and what affected the second half of his life was his wife, listening to the Holy Maiden of Happiness in Xuelou, therefore, the diligent and martial Liu Bai finally entered the Tao by killing, compared to Lu Xiu's calmness, Liu Zangbing's cheerfulness, Liu Bai seemed more silent and cold.

A woman has created her man, and her man has created a city, this is the portrayal of Canglan County, here, you can feel the emotions of each generation of Canglan kings, their preferences, their character, even if time continues to pass, the people here are still influenced by them, this is a complex and changeable city.

"What do you call an adult?" Not wanting to think much about everything about Liu Bai, Liu Chen came back to his senses and looked at the city guard beside him with a smile: "What do I need to do after I enter the city?"

"Ouch, Weichen is really old and confused, he forgot to introduce himself, forgive me, forgive me!" Lao Chengshou patted his forehead, and said softly to Liu Chen with a wry smile: "Weichen's surname is Mo, Mo has no regrets!"

"Mo has no regrets?" Liu Chen raised his eyebrows, and then said with a smile: "Dare to ask Lord Mo, what is the relationship with Mr. Wushuang?"

"Mo Wushuang is the brother!"

"Hey, I'm still my own person after a long time!" Liu Chen smiled with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and grabbed Mo Wuregret's arm and said: "Mr. Wushuang's son has some relationship with me, you are his uncle, that is, my uncle, in the future, Uncle Mo family should not see me, this whole city up and down the affairs still need you to take care of me!"

"Don't dare! The etiquette can't be messed up, the friendship between Zijin and the prince is your business, let's make our own friends, as the prince's courtier, Weichen doesn't dare to trespass at all!"

"Hi ......"

"Look!" When Liu Chen had no regrets about this old-fashioned Mo Wuregret, Wu Tong squeezed to his side with a fuss on his face, raised his hand and pointed to the square in front of him, and our young master of the Sword Sect said with excitement on his face: "The King of Canglan County......!

Looking up, in the spacious square in the center of the city, there are three stone statues more than one zhang high, each stone statue has a different shape, but it is carved to life.

The first stone statue was expressionless, half-crouched on the ground with a sword, its armor was somewhat torn, and even on its chest, there was a hideous and terrible wound, but it still looked straight ahead, and its eyes were full of pride. Even if there are thousands of troops and horses in front of him, the king of Canglan is a master, and he can't open it!

"Lord Wang, this is the martial god guarding Yanmen Pass alone!" Listening to Mo Wuregret's narration, Liu Chen looked up at the face of the stone statue, and his heart was full of respect, even Wu Tong, who had been hanging his son, bowed to the stone statue with a serious face at this moment.

The second stone statue had a sly smile on his face, that smile, Liu Chen's scalp was a little numb, and he could vaguely recognize that the second stone statue was carrying on his shoulder, it was the Qiushui sword on Liu Chen's waist, and he saw that the stone statue was stepping on a boulder, and he was looking down at everything in front of him with a squint, from his eyes, like this sentient being, they were all ants.

"Lord Wang, this is the Sword God going south to slash the Sea Emperor!"

Walking in front of the third stone statue, Liu Chen raised his head with a complicated face, looking at the face that was roaring in the sky, the breeze ruffled its hair, the violent turbulence tore its robe, the huge black sword was dragged by it on the ground, drawing a brilliant spark, even if it had no life, as long as someone stood in front of it, it could vaguely hear its roar: "I should use my heart, I am the clear sentient beings! I should use the sword to suppress my mountains and rivers!"

"Lord Wang, this is your grandfather, Sword Saint Liu Bai, West Out of Han Valley!"

Under the continuous urging of Xu Yuyao behind him, in front of the people of the city, Liu Chen finally bowed in front of Liu Bai's stone statue, his hand made the city guard Lord Mo Wuregret's heart breathe a sigh of relief, Tianji Pavilion information sharing, Liu Chen's hatred for Liu Bai He knows, if Liu Chen salutes Lu Xiu and Liu Tibetan soldiers, only ignore Liu Bai, when the time comes, what do the people of the city think, the inheritance of the Canglan King is sacred, every generation of Canglan King is the pride of the people of Canglan County, if Liu Chen does not respect Liu Bai, it is reasonable, everyone can't accept it, Liu Bai is the third generation of Canglan King, Liu Chen is the fourth generation of Canglan KingAs the contemporary king of Canglan County, Liu Chen should retain respect for the former king, not to mention, Liu Bai is his grandfather, his own grandfather!

"What is this?" Walking to the end of the square, outside a huge earthen pit, Liu Chen stopped, turned to Mo Wuregret and asked, "Why is there still a grievance in the place where the first saints' Dharma Phases are located?"

"The prince has misunderstood!" Mo Wuregret chuckled, and hurriedly explained: "This is the place where you are given the law minister, the foundation has been laid, and the basalt is already on the way to be transported, waiting for the day of your enlightenment, here should be your law minister!"

The square was already considered a high place, as soon as Mo Wuregret finished speaking, he turned around and faced all the people of Canglan County, and when the crowd quieted down, a continuous bell began to ring on the bell tower, the bell rang nine times, under the leadership of Mo Wuregret, the whole city, regardless of men and women, whether noble or low, all prostrate in front of Liu Chen.

"Huanghuang Canglan County, Weiwei Canglan King, the lonely mountain snow at night, the dawn of Canglan light!"

"The surging river flows to the east, and the king of Qin fights for self-improvement!"

"Polestar has the head of the Sea Thief Emperor, and the Lonely Guardian Valley!" (To be continued.) )