Chapter Seventy-Two: The Man Who Shouldn't Be Present

"What the hell is this sword?"

Zhao Yi picked up the dark sword on his waist and looked at it carefully in front of him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

With Zhao Yi's physical breakthrough innate breakthrough, his mental power has also skyrocketed. Especially in the past few days, some of the things that he should have known, but for some reason he had forgotten, slowly became clear.

He vaguely remembered that that day, accompanied by a few friends, he went to Shenlongjia to travel and relax. After arriving at the Dragon Stand, his friends propose to play a treasure hunt, and he stumbles upon a cave. Then, he only remembered the scene when he woke up and appeared in the forest with this black sword in his hand.

That's why when he woke up, he thought it was his friends who knocked him unconscious and joked with him! He didn't know how he got the sword. However, now that his mental power has increased, the bits and pieces presented in his memory tell him that things are not so simple.

Moreover, when he came into this world, he only had this sword on his body, except for his clothes and some money treasures that he put in his pocket. Therefore, he dared to conclude that his crossing definitely had some kind of connection with this sword.

"Forget it, I don't want to. As long as I stay strong, things will come to light one day. ”

Faced with such a puzzle, it is obviously not something that Zhao Yi can solve now. Fortunately, Zhao Yi is not a person who will find trouble for himself, and since he can't find the answer, he simply doesn't look for it anymore.

Standing up, Zhao Yi decided to get off Qiongyulou, go outside for a walk, and listen to the news of the rivers and lakes. Although he controls a huge news channel and can know any news in the world, for Zhao Yi, who has been a fan of martial arts since he was a child, it is his dream to 'travel the world with a sword and get drunk with circus beauties'.

In the restaurant, a pot of turbid wine, a few plates of snacks, and listening to the world are indispensable steps for every wanderer.

So, Zhao Yi got off the Qiongyu Tower, which is known as the 'first building in the world', and walked towards the Yuelai Inn, which is nicknamed the 'No. 1 chain store in the martial arts plane' on the earth.

If you want to say that this Yuelai Inn, it is an amazing inn. The earliest chain hotel in the history of Chinese martial arts, the year of establishment is unknown, the founder is unknown, but its scale can be described as unprecedented, regardless of the official history, mythology and fantasy, and it is said that there is a Yuelai Inn where there are people.

In this world, Yuelai Inn does not claim to be such an exaggeration that there is a Yuelai Inn where there are people, but this Yuelai Inn has many branches in the four first-class countries, and even those second-class and third-class countries also have the figure of this Yuelai Inn, which can be said to be the whole world, as long as there are many people, there are branches. Especially in the north and south of the Song Dynasty, basically every town has its figure. Moreover, even with Zhao Yi's current strength, he can't find the roots of this Yuelai Inn.

You must know that Zhao Yi's strength now is no less than the power of a country. Don't talk about anything else, let's just say that this is known as the 'first floor in the world' Qiongyu Building. Today, although Zhao Yi's Qiongyulou is not as exaggerated as the development of Yuelai Inn to all branches in the world, it is not weak.

Today, Qiongyulou has blossomed into the two upper kingdoms of the Song Dynasty in the north and south, and it has stretched out its tentacles to the other two countries, Mongolia and Liao. With such capital, even if it is the emperor of a country, he must be afraid of Qiong Yulou.

Therefore, even if Qiongyulou's headquarters in Xiangyang City now has as many as 12 floors, known as the tallest building in Xiangyang City, no one dares to say 'no' and mention 'opposition'.

This is the strength that Qiong Yulou has today.

Otherwise, if you build a restaurant taller than the city lord's mansion built by the official family, isn't this a toilet with a lantern - looking for death?

However, even so, when Zhao Yi was curious and wanted to check the 'Yuelai Inn', which is known as the biggest mystery in the martial arts world, he was still like a fog and couldn't figure it out.

"Xiao Er, a pot of good monkey stuffing, and a pound of beef, and a flower chicken. ”

Just a few minutes away, Zhao Yi arrived at the Yuelai Inn and found a quiet place to sit by the window on the second floor.

"Okay, this boy, please wait. ”

As soon as Xiao Er saw Zhao Yi's dress, he knew that he was very extraordinary, and immediately responded, and immediately went to prepare according to Zhao Yi's request.

"Eh, have you heard? Mongolia is coming, and the beggars are preparing to hold a hero conference!"

"Mongolia is going to fight over, won't it? There is a Liao country next to him next to Mongolia, how dare they?"

"Why don't you dare? I heard that the Western Regions Tantric Sect has recently produced several amazing characters, and it is said that they all have an innate posture, especially the Eighth Master, who is the younger brother of the Eight Sipa, and it is said that he has broken through to the half-step innate realm, and he is about to break through to the innate realm. ”

"Bashiba, this is an amazing character. But what did you just mean by the Heroes Conference?"

"Oh, you said the Heroes! I heard from a friend of mine who was in the Beggar Gang. It is said that this time the leader of the Huang Gang reappeared from Peach Blossom Island and took charge of the beggar gang again for Guo Daxia's fight against Mongolia. You and I all know that since the world has been divided into four kingdoms, each country has at least one innate master, which determines the strength of a country. Just like Zhao Ji in the Northern Song Dynasty, Huang Shang in the Southern Song Dynasty, Sparta in Mongolia, and Yelusky in Daliao, they are all congenital masters. However, the strength of the innate masters between the four countries is about the same. Therefore, once a war is fought, it is the strength of the troops that determines the outcome of the war. However, the Southern Song Dynasty had been weak for a long time, and how could it be an opponent of Mongolia. But Guo Daxia is a hero who serves the country and the people, and he can't bear to let my land of the Great Song Dynasty be ravaged by the Mongolian Tatars. Although Guo Daxia is strong, he is not congenital, and the strength of one person has an end, so the Huang gang leader, who is a virtuous helper, came up with the idea of holding a hero conference, gathering heroes from all over the world to resist Mongolia, and sharing the pressure for her husband. ”

"I see, but you know so much, I'm afraid that your friend's status in the beggar gang is not low, right?"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say......"

Not long after Zhao Yi sat down, he heard the news about the Hero Conference from downstairs, which piqued his interest. After listening to the following remarks, Zhao Yi had to sigh: "The master is in the world!" The downstairs analyzed the purpose of Huang Rong's hero conference, but in this confused world, there are few people who can see the situation clearly.

"Eighth Master, Shattered Void?"

Zhao Yi fell into deep thought, this was the first time he had heard the news of Bashiba, after all, he had focused on the development of his own force and power in the past few years, and he didn't pay much attention to the affairs of Mongolia. Now, the character who should have appeared in Huang Da's novel has appeared in Mongolia, but it makes him a little puzzled. Didn't you say that the Condor and the Celestial Dragon were good, and what was the matter with the characters in the Shattered Void?

"Childe, your wine, beef, and chicken. Is there anything else you would like to command?"

Just when Zhao Yi was puzzled and difficult to sort out, the little second interrupted his train of thought.

"Well, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and we'll see. ”

Zhao Yi didn't think about it anymore and waved away the shopkeeper. He was also a little hungry now, so he poured a glass of wine and prepared to start eating and drinking with his belly open.

"Slow down, leave the chicken ass to me. ”

Just as Zhao Yi was about to eat the chicken called Hua Ji, a figure shot by, and the butt of the chicken called Hua Ji on the table was gone. On the seat opposite him, there was an old man with a rectangular face and a slight beard under his chin.