"Uncle Master, should we go directly to Xueyue City, or should we visit other places first?" After coming down the mountain, Li Fansong was obviously very excited. Since becoming a disciple of Zhao Yuzhen, the farthest place he has walked is at the foot of the mountain.
several towns.
He was naturally very happy to be able to travel around the world and see the prosperity of the world this time.
Of course, he did not forget his goal, to go to Xueyue City and meet the swordsman who made his master miss him day and night.
"There's no rush. Let's ask around first. If there are any interesting things going on in the world now, let's join in the fun. Then it won't be too late to go to Xueyue City." Mo Changsheng said.
Joining in the fun is just a pretense. His purpose is actually to understand the situation in this world. Since it is a world of mixed martial arts, things in the martial arts world are the most important.
"That's good. I heard that some time ago, Tianji Tower announced the three rankings of gods, heavens, and hidden dragons. They listed the ten strongest divine wanderers from the ten countries, the thirty strongest heavenly realms, and the five with the highest potential.
Ten geniuses.”
Li Fansong said: "I will definitely miss the God List and the Heavenly List, but I have to be on the Hidden Dragon List no matter what."
"The ten countries are vast and have countless geniuses. Don't overestimate yourself." Mo Changsheng said with a smile, but he also noticed a special force Li Fansong mentioned, Tianji Tower.
There is Baixiaotang in Beili, and every once in a while, Beili's top ranking and good jade list will be announced, but only within the scope of Beili.
But this Tianji Tower lists the world's talents, and it seems to have a high prestige and can convince all parties. This is a bit surprising.
It is not easy for this force to be able to achieve this step.
"Uncle Master, how can you look down on me? I am the martial arts leader of this generation in Qingcheng Mountain!" Li Fansong said unconvinced. His martial arts is indeed outstanding among the younger generation in Qingcheng Mountain. Even if he is placed in the Beili Jianghu, his peers
It also ranks among the best.
However, it's not that Mo Changsheng looks down on him, but that the world is too big. Among the ten countries, there are countless geniuses, and only fifty people can be on the list. Li Fansong is indeed very unlucky.
"I'm not looking down on you. As far as I know, even within Beili territory, your talent is not the best." Mo Changsheng said: "Not to mention other things, Xiao Chuhe, the sixth prince who was famous in Beili a few years ago, seventeenth
Can you compare to Sui Tianjing?"
"Forehead……"
Li Fansong was speechless for a moment. Naturally, he couldn't compare to Xiao Chuhe. At the age of seventeen, this talent was rare in this world.
"There is also a disciple in Wushuang City. It is said that he can use the Wushuang Sword Box that no one in Wushuang City can control for hundreds of years. He is only fourteen or fifteen years old now, but within three years, he will definitely become a sword immortal."
"Ah..." Li Fansong was stunned. He became a Sword Immortal in three years. His current cultivation level is probably not weaker than that of the Heaven Realm. This is too exaggerated.
You must know that the heavenly realm has four stages: initial entry, small success, great success, and peak. Only those who practice swordsmanship in the world and have mastered sword skills can be called sword immortals.
Today, there are only five sword immortals in Beili, but Mo Changsheng said that a monster has appeared in Wushuang City and will become a sword immortal within three years. This is really unbelievable to him.
"And the Hanshan Temple..."
"That's wrong!" But before the words came out, Fei Xuan suddenly looked at him and shouted: "Uncle Master, haven't you been down the mountain for several years? How do you know so clearly?"
"..." Mo Changsheng paused, and then smiled mysteriously: "You don't need to worry about this. Uncle Master, I have my own way."
Li Fansong and Fei Xuan were speechless. There was really nothing they could do about this uncle. Even in Qingcheng Mountain, he was the most mysterious and extremely talented. It was said that he had entered the Heaven Realm two years ago. What level has he reached now?
No one knows.
But Li Fansong once heard Zhao Yuzhen say that Mo Changsheng's cultivation strength was by no means weaker than that of the current swordsman, and even he was not sure of victory.
"Okay, let's not talk anymore. Xueyue City is in the south, adjacent to the Ming Dynasty. It is not far from our Qingcheng Mountain. Walk slowly along the way and you can also inquire about news along the way." Mo Changsheng changed the topic.
Sure enough, when Xueyue City was mentioned, Li Fansong and Fei Xuan no longer struggled with why Mo Changsheng knew the world's affairs, but started on their way happily.
…
More than a month later, three figures faced the dusk and walked to a city. They saw the word "Xiaguan" carved in ancient characters above the city gate.
"The wind in Xiaguan, the flowers in Shangguan, the snow in Cangshan Mountain, and the moon in Erhai Sea." Li Fansong murmured: "Finally we have arrived at Xueyue City."
"Uncle, it's late today. How about we find a place to stay first and then go to the pavilion tomorrow?" Li Fansong asked, occasionally glancing at the various novelties in the city.
"It's up to you, it's not me who is in charge of the throne anyway."
Mo Changsheng waved his hand, and then followed the smell of wine to a wine shop.
"Go back east."
This is the name of this wine shop, but isn’t it a wanderer’s wish?
"Uncle Master, are you still drinking?"
Fei Xuan looked at him in disbelief. They knew too little about this uncle.
"Drinking is something unusual?"
Mo Changsheng smiled and walked in. At this time, sitting in the wine shop was a young man in a green shirt, about twenty years old, with lazy eyes and a bit of depression.
In front of him, there were twelve bottles of wine. The aroma of the wine was mixed in the air, spreading out of the wine shop and could be smelled from a hundred steps away.
When Mo Changsheng came in, the young man happened to be holding the first glass of wine, but when he saw the former, his brows furrowed. The wine glass reached his mouth, but there was no movement.
But before he could think about it, he saw a man dressed in red rushing into the wine shop. When he saw twelve bottles of wine, he was shocked: "Xiao Se, you don't have to be so anxious, right? Are you setting up a celebration banquet for me now?"
The young man in green shirt came back to his senses and was shocked when he saw the person coming: "You were beaten down on the first floor?"
The young man in red sighed, sat down and drank a bowl of Sangluo wine. He shook his head and said, "No way. The person guarding the pavilion said that it is already Xu time and Dengtian Pavilion is closed. You have to wait until tomorrow to go there."
Got it!"
Xiao Se was helpless and just wanted to return the table full of wine, but before he had a chance to ask, he saw a man in his thirties walking over, with a mustache and a blue gown, with a lazy expression.
Her long hair was hanging down, looking a bit decadent, but there was an air of audacity in her eyebrows that couldn't be concealed.
"This little brother, is this your first time coming to Xueyue City?"
He looked at Mo Changsheng and asked, and at the same time glanced at Li Fansong and Fei Xuan who were standing behind Mo Changsheng.
"Yes, it's a long journey and we've had a lot of fun all the way. Finally we arrived at Xiaguan City. I smelled the aroma of wine and couldn't bear it any longer, so I thought of drinking some wine."
Mo Changsheng smiled and said, the person in front of him has unfathomable cultivation and great momentum. Apart from Baili Dongjun, the great lord of Xueyue City, he really can't think of a second choice.
"Haha, why not drink at the same table and have a chat?" Baili Dongjun laughed and invited Mo Changsheng to sit down, while not forgetting to invite Xiao Se to join him.
Afterwards, he ordered the waiter to bring some glasses of fine wine and poured them for Mo Changsheng, Xiao Se and others himself.
"please."
Baili Dongjun raised a glass to invite him, Mo Changsheng nodded and smiled, and drank from the glass. Seeing this, Xiao Se drank the glass of wine without any haste.
"It is rumored that in Qingcheng Mountain's generation, one person has six points of martial luck, and one person has eight points of heaven's luck. I guess it's these two little brothers, right?" Baili Dongjun looked at Li Fansong and Feixuan, and said lightly to them.
identity.
Fei Xuan and Li Fansong looked at each other and bowed their hands towards Baili Dongjun: "Senior, you are too complimentary."
"What kind of praise is this?" Baili Dongjun waved his hand, then picked up a glass of wine and looked at Mo Changsheng: "It is said that a few years ago, a heavenly master in Qingcheng Mountain accepted a disciple, who could be compared with Taoist Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen.
Evenly dividing the martial arts and destiny of the generation on Qingcheng Mountain, in just five years, he has achieved the position of Heavenly Master."
"You must be, little brother, you are the real Changsheng of Qingcheng Mountain, right?" Baili Dongjun's eyes were lazy, but a bit sharp, looking at Mo Changsheng, as if he wanted to see through him.
"The Lord of Baili City has bright eyes and admires him."
Mo Changsheng smiled and said, not caring about his identity being revealed.
"Haha, didn't you also see through my identity?" Baili Dongjun laughed and drank a glass of wine in one gulp.
"You, you, you...are you Baili Dongjun?" But at this moment, Lei Wujie, dressed in red, shouted fiercely, his eyes seemed to be shining with bright stars, and his face was flushed, as if he might be ready at any time.