Zhang Ke woke up from sedation and felt that he had made some progress in his practice.
After moving around for a while, we went to the "Yuan" building again.
Yesterday I made an appointment with Lin Shaopei to introduce him to some friends today.
At the door of the second floor, Lin Shaopei was craning his neck to wait when he saw Zhang Ke coming up.
He shouted hurriedly: "Here, here!"
Zhang Ke hurried upstairs. The second floor had much fewer seats than the first floor. There were only twenty slips.
But the decoration pattern is also much higher than that on the first floor.
In the corner by the window, two people were sitting and chatting.
Lin Shaopei led Zhang Ke closer and said with a smile: "Guys, these are the friends I just made yesterday."
Zhang Ke bowed his hands and saluted: "I'm sorry for thanking you so much! Zhang Ke, a poor Taoist from Xiantian Yiqi Sect, has met two fellow Taoists."
The two people also stood up and returned the courtesy. One was dressed in Taoist attire and the other was wearing a coarse short coat. They both looked like they were in their twenties.
The young man in Taoist attire had a fair face and regular features. He smiled and said: "I have heard of Zhang Ke's name a long time ago. I didn't want to meet him today. Xin Feng, a casual cultivator, has met Taoist friends."
Another person said: "I am Zheng Chuhe, a member of the Mo family, and I have met Daoist Zhang."
The four of them sat down and chatted for a while. Zhang Kedao said: "I am new here and I don't know who needs attention in Bolang City. I would like to ask for advice so as not to cause trouble."
Xin Feng smiled and said: "Zhang Daoyou is so polite. Brother Yu Hualong and I are good friends. I often hear him mention you, saying that you are unconventional and have a chivalrous style."
Zhang Ke quickly asked how Yu Hualong was doing.
Xin Feng said: "I heard that some kind of monster appeared in Jizhou in the southeast and caused trouble to the people. Brother Yu seems to have got rid of the monster."
Zhang Ke sighed: "Brother Yu has an ancient and warm-hearted nature. I am not as good as me. If Brother Xin doesn't dislike it, just call me Zhang Ke. It's weird to call me Taoist friend."
The other two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.
This was so close that the two of them immediately felt a lot closer to each other.
Zheng Chuhe said: "I was born and raised in Bolang City, so I will explain it to Zhang Ke."
"Bolang City is under the jurisdiction of the second-rate sect, the Star-Chasing Sword Sect. This Star-Chasing Sword Sect is amazing. It is said that it is the tradition passed down by the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, which was the number one sect in the world in the past."
Zhang Ke was surprised: "Could it be the Xuanyuan Sword Sect that once conquered the world with one sword and all the heroes died down?"
"Exactly!"
Zhang Ke took a breath of air. Since he started practicing, he has heard of such a sect that is recognized as the best in the world.
Even the sect that has disappeared for thousands of years and no one dares to slander it is the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.
Zheng Chuhe continued: "It goes without saying how powerful this Star-Chasing Sword Sect is. Let's just say that there are three families in Bolang City that need your attention, brother."
"There are millions of people in Bolang City, and there are many families of practitioners, but there are only three that need attention most."
Zheng Chuhe stretched out three fingers and continued:
"The Zhou family of Lancang is a true king in the family, with no less than 20 real people. She lives on a small island in the Lancang River. The Zhou family is good at wind and water spells. She usually makes a living by fishing and hunting, and has less contact with outsiders. But once
If there is a dispute, a group of people will attack, which is very troublesome."
After speaking, he drew a logo and stated that this was the style of the Zhou family emblem.
"The second thing you need to pay attention to is the Zhu family in Wutong Town. The Zhu family is even more powerful. There are two Zhenjuns and dozens of real people. They are good at fire magic and often act arrogantly. You need to be careful when you meet brothers."
"The third one is the golden-bodied Bai family. The Bai family currently has one true king, but the number of real people is unknown. 10% of the shops in Bolang City are from the Bai family, which is the richest family in the entire city."
He paused for a moment, took a sip of tea, and continued: "The Bai family has a special bloodline and is best at defense. Since they have recruited a lot of casual cultivators, they cause trouble everywhere and have a poor reputation. You need to be careful."
Lin Shaopei nodded and said: "In addition to these three families, there are many casual cultivators in the city who should also pay attention."
As he was talking, he suddenly heard a loud noise outside.
Several people were in front of the window and turned their heads when they heard the sound.
Zhang Ke's perception spread and he looked around.
I saw a woman in red appearing on the street, carrying three long swords on her back, walking slowly down the long street.
There was a petite woman next to her, and it seemed that the two of them were talking about something.
Zhang Ke clearly sensed that almost all the practitioners who discovered the woman in red had excitement on their faces, which could even be said to be a kind of fanaticism.
I don't understand why everyone is acting like this.
When the woman was no longer visible, the three reluctantly turned around and continued chatting.
Seeing Zhang Ke's disapproval, Lin Shaopei sighed and said:
"Today I will tell you a legendary story."
Zhang Ke became interested, and Lin Shaopei asked: "Have you seen that woman just now?"
Zhang Ke was speechless. Not all of this was here, but he still asked questions knowingly.
Lin Shaopei did not wait for his answer, and said leisurely and fascinated:
"Her name is Qingmei, a true disciple of the Star-Chasing Sword Sect. She is 34 years old. She is five feet seven inches tall. She has a free and uninhibited personality. She likes drinking, and strong liquor."
Zhang Ke secretly called himself Qi. Although these friends had not been in contact for a long time, they made him feel very good.
But right now, they all look like nymphos, which is really puzzling.
Just listen to Lin Shaopei continue: "Qingmei is an orphan. He was adopted by his teacher Luluo Zhenren at an early age. He successfully built the foundation at the age of sixteen, received innate talent, and became a real person at the age of twenty-eight."
Zhang Ke was shocked, no disciple of the Yiqi Sect in the past generations had achieved true status under the age of forty-five.
Lin Shaopei seemed to feel Zhang Ke's shock and said calmly:
"This is nothing. Do you know why everyone admires Qingmei?"
"Why?"
"At that time, a group of out-of-town cultivators came near Bolang City, burning, killing, looting, and causing trouble to the people. As soon as Qingmei entered Xiantian, he broke into the thieves' nest with a sword and killed seventeen Xiantian guards in one battle."
Zhang Ke cried out: "How is this possible!"
He only estimated in his mind that even now, if the formation was not arranged in advance, let alone seventeen masters of defending the first realm.
Even if there are more than three people, I guess I will have to cool off.
Even if a formation is set up, it will only be able to surround six masters who are guarding one area at most, and no more will be enough.
Seeing his unbelievable expression, Lin Shaopei seemed to feel proud.
He added: "This was her only attack in the Xiantian realm, and she had already conquered her peers. After she became a real person, her first attack was to kill the ghosts in the Xishan Mountains who had been doing evil for many years."
"There are seven people in the Xishan group of ghosts who are in the realm of real people, and among them there are two people in the dragon and tiger realm of Dzogchen. As a result, when Qingmei went out one time, he happened to encounter the group of ghosts in the Xishan Mountains who were massacring people for practicing evil skills. He drew his sword in anger, and only for a short time
In three minutes, all the ghosts in Xishan were wiped out, and none of the seven real people and hundreds of innate beings were spared."
After he finished speaking, there was silence all around.
After a long time, Zhang Kecai murmured: "How could there be such a person!"
He believed Lin Shaopei's words. Although he felt like he was listening to a fairy tale, he knew that the matter must be true just from the fact that others did not refute it.
Xin Feng frowned and said: "Master Qingmei never likes to go out, why are you here in Bolang City?"
He glanced at the others: "Could it be that something big is going to happen in Bolang City!"
Zhang Ke asked curiously: "Don't Master Qingmei like to travel?"
Xin Feng's expression changed, a little strange.
Zheng Chuhe laughed and said: "Brother, I don't know. Master Qingmei is a bit of a wanderer. Once he goes out for a walk, it is easy to find his home."
Seeing Zhang Ke's dull look, several people burst into laughter.
Zhang Ke was fascinated for a moment. He couldn't imagine how he could kill seven real people and dozens of Xiantian realm practitioners in a few minutes.
Even for the True Lord Yuanshen, it would not be easy to accomplish this.
"What kind of swordsmanship does Master Qingmei perform? It's so powerful!"
Lin Shaopei smiled mysteriously: "You'll know when you have the chance to see him. It's hard to express this in words."
Zhang Ke's mind was filled with questions and he was puzzled to find an answer.
In the following time, several people gathered together to talk about mysteries.
Different professions, different origins, different experiences.
During the discussion, ideas were colliding and sparks of inspiration were sparked from time to time. Several people felt that this time they had gained a lot.
In the evening, Lin Shaopei took Zhang Ke to a small restaurant.
This is a small restaurant located in an extremely remote alley in Bolang City.
Lin Shaopei led Zhang Ke into the door and said proudly: "I discovered this by accident. You have never enjoyed the taste of the braised pig face made in this restaurant."
The interior of the restaurant is not big, and the stove is burning brightly in the middle.
An oil lamp was lit on the counter, and the room was dimly lit.
There were only four square tables and not a single customer.
The shopkeeper is a mustached man over fifty years old, lying weakly on the counter.
Seeing someone coming in, he said lazily: "It's closed, come back tomorrow!"
Lin Shaopei said with a smile: "Hey, Lao Yang, I finally invited a few friends to dinner, but you just kicked them out, not giving me face!"
Lao Yang rubbed his eyes and said with a smile: "At night, my eyes will be useless. Sit down and I will take care of you."
A plate of peanuts, a plate of salted duck eggs, a jar of homemade shochu, and steamed overcooked pig head meat. The tangy aroma and taste are all there at once.
Zhang Ke took a chopstick and put it into his mouth. It was soft and chewy in the mouth, and the taste spread all over his taste buds with just a flick of his tongue.
I couldn't help but shout "Hello", picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Lin Shaopei.
He sighed: "With just this one bite, this visit to Bolang City will not be in vain. It tastes so good!"
Lin Shaopei pulled over the shopkeeper Lao Yang, and the three of them sat together drinking and chatting. It was cold and windy outside, but they were enjoying themselves inside the house.
The three of them were chatting happily when suddenly the door curtain was lifted and a person came in.
This is a fair, tender, fat man with a face like a pie.
Even a thick velvet coat can't hide her chubby figure.
At six feet tall, he looks like a little giant.
After coming in, he stamped his feet and said repeatedly: "Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang! It's so cold. Please boil some wine for me to drink."