Cha country is small in area and weak in national strength, with a population of about 70 million. It does not even have a decent army in the entire country. However, for tens of thousands of years, no neighboring country has dared to invade any plant or tree. The reason is,
Or it’s because of the foothills of the Fallen Soul Mountain.
Cha country can be said to be the mother country of Wuhun Sect!
According to the general direction of the bloodline of the land, the entire Cha Kingdom is divided into thirty-three states and seven hundred and thirty-six cities. The foothills of Yuhun Mountain are located on the edge of Cha Kingdom, within the territory of Liangzhou, at the junction of the three cities of Sha, Li, and Bing, stretching for ten
Thousands of miles.
Due to the extension of the earth's bloodline, the entire Luochen Realm is completely covered with rich blood energy, which has also created a situation where warriors are rampant here, and peak warriors can even change the world by themselves.
As one of the three major martial arts holy places in the entire Luochen Realm, Wuhun Sect's strength and influence are reflected in almost every aspect, and its tentacles of influence extend to all walks of life.
Of course, it is not easy to join the Wuhun Sect. In addition to having a certain amount of family background support, you must at least reach the level of a first-class warrior, which is commonly known as fine skin and iron bones.
territory.
Generally speaking, after reaching this level, they will be accepted as an outer disciple by Wuhun Sect.
The so-called outer disciples are the disciples who have not been registered. These disciples not only have to spend a lot of time completing a certain amount of miscellaneous tasks every day, but are even sent to various industries to take care of some sect's business.
The only way for outer disciples to advance is to break through to the realm of blood halo. Once they reach this realm, they will be registered by the sect and listed as inner disciples. These inner disciples usually have two places to go.
One is to go to the more than two hundred large and small empires controlled by the Wuhun Sect to serve as generals, imperial masters, worshipers, etc.; the other is to be obsessed with martial arts and stay in the sect to practice with concentration. Generally speaking,
These disciples who practice hard are the real elites of Wuhun Sect.
Fanchen is one of these ascetic disciples.
The Fan family can be regarded as a small wealthy family in Cha country. However, since the failure of the Fan family's business ten years ago and the rift between the brothers, which caused the entire Nuoda family to fall apart overnight, the Fan family has completely declined. Even the previous generation of the Fan family has completely declined.
The head of the family's daughter, Fan Miao'er, who was still in her infancy, was also kicked out, and was eventually taken into the Wuhun Sect by Fan Chen.
Due to his natural frailty, he was not suitable for practicing martial arts. In addition, he had been frail and sick since he was a child. In order to take care of him easily, Fanchen found a house in the nearby city of Licheng, used medicine to nourish him, and slowly nursed him back to health.
For Fanchen, a son of this family, without the family's support, everything can only be relied on by himself. Due to environmental constraints, the prices of medicinal materials here are extremely expensive, and some of the original savings were quickly spent.
In this situation, Fanchen could only risk his life and step into the sea of sacrifices to find some suitable elixir, not only for Miao'er but also for himself.
Fan Chen is well aware that the world is dangerous, so he keeps Fan Miaoer at home most of the time and is not allowed to run around. Only when they are with him will they go shopping together. But since a grocery store opened diagonally across the street
Later, Fanchen
It seems that he has suddenly changed his mind. As long as he is not at home, Ping will leave Miao'er in this small shop to take care of him.
The entire city is small in area, with three main streets running from north to south, with a large flow of people. In the northwest corner of the city, there is a small street called Qingshui Street.
As its name suggests, Qingshui Street is deserted and quite lonely.
There are only three shops on the whole street, a medicine shop, a tea shop, and a coffin shop. Now, there is also a grocery store.
The currency used here is something called "zi".
"Zi" is essentially polished from the blood and bones that have crystallized in the sea of sacrifice. There is only one price in the entire Luochen Realm.
Kong Laosan bought this small shop and spent about 300 yuan. Of course, all the expenses were naturally calculated on the head of Elder Yu, and this small shop was also named under the name of Wuhun Sect.
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Kong Laosan didn't care at all about this result. For him, it was enough to have a safe place.
As for the "accident" mentioned by Elder Yu, Kong Laosan could probably guess that it was nothing more than some internal struggle for power within the sect, but neither he nor Qian Hu took these things very lightly, and even had some inability to do so.
Do you understand why the warriors here are so obsessed with power? Even the great elder who is said to have cultivated to the peak of breaking through ten thousand laws is like this!
Kong Laosan couldn't figure it out and didn't bother to pay attention to it. However, after relaxing during this period, he had a different kind of understanding.
The shop is not big, with two rooms inside and outside, separated by a yard of about half an acre.
In the courtyard, there are stone tables and benches, with green sycamore leaves. On the main trunk, a giant snake about ten feet long lies lazily. It is Dahei who has been locked in the spirit beast bag by Kong Laosan.
Dahei, who was in a state of confusion due to incorporating too much real demon energy, has obviously regained his clarity at this moment, and his strength has reached the peak of the sixth level. He is only one step away from breaking through to the seventh level. But this is
His strength is obviously a bit useless for Kong Laosan, but now that he has developed a sense, he can just be regarded as a spiritual pet.
Under the tree are a square of dye, a stack of yellow paper, a pot of tea, and two cups.
At this moment, Kong Laosan is holding a wolf pen and is concentrating on sketching something. The pen moves like a dragon or a snake, but there is no concentration of spiritual power. It is just a similar effect. On the side, Fan Miaoer, who is not as tall as the table, is standing on tiptoe.
He was watching attentively.
Fan Miao'er, who is six or seven years old, is as thin as a bean sprout. Perhaps due to being soaked in medicine jars for many years, the blood in his body is weak and thin. His small face is fair and fair, which is very different from the people here.
"Uncle Kong, what are you doing?"
After a while, when Kong Laosan stopped writing, Dou Miao'er opened his eyes wide and asked curiously.
"This kind of thing is called a "talisman". It is a very common thing outside the territory. As long as it is activated, it can be turned into various attack methods. It is somewhat similar to the "Secret Skill of Blood Martial Arts" here. Unfortunately, there is no spiritual power here, so we can't
make
use."
Kong Laosan was quite patient when it came to Fan Miao'er. As he spoke, he gently rolled up the talisman paper, inserted it into a special small bamboo tube, and hung it in front of Dou Miao'er.
"Although it can't be used, there is a trace of my soul brand imprinted on it. Keep it hidden. You can play wherever you want in the future. If you encounter danger, just crush the bamboo tube and I will rush there immediately!"
Kong Laosan said, caressing the girl's head, sighing softly, with a bit of pity in his eyes. A secular mortal like Fan Miaoer who is not suitable for martial arts wants to be safe in this space.
It is not easy to live a stable life. The ubiquitous blood energy alone will bring endless burdens. Without the power of medicine to nurse you back to health, you will not survive until the age of twenty.
During this period of time, Kong Laosan did not deliberately cultivate anything, but slowly warmed up his mind and body.
Most of the items sold in the grocery store are talismans with no spiritual power, small puppet beasts that cannot be driven, or some miscellaneous wood carvings.
As for whether it is profitable or not, it is not within the scope of Kong Laosan's consideration at all.
Half a month later, when his condition was restored to its best, Kong Laosan silently meditated. At the same time, tens of thousands of tiny golden characters slowly appeared in his mind.
"Jinyan Sword Formation" was a bronze text that automatically came to mind when Kong Laosan broke through to the fourth level of Jinyan Sword Technique in the Xiaogu dungeon. Now that the spell-slaying sword has been refined, he naturally had to study it carefully.
Jin Yan Sword Art, the inherited sword art of the Later Zhou Empire, when Zhou Taizu gave it to him, it was just to pass on this sword art.
There are seven levels of sword art. The power of the first three levels of Jinyan sword art is not even as powerful as the sword energy of a secular warrior. If he had not broken through the fourth level by chance, he would have been forgotten by Kong Laosan. He did not expect to break through.
After reaching the fourth level, the Jin Yan Sword Art seemed to have been completely transformed. Not only was it incredibly powerful, it also gave rise to the extremely mysterious "Jin Yan Sword Formation"!
A few hours later, as Kong Laosan thought, the small Pisces jade pendant around his neck suddenly glowed with a faint spiritual light, and the spiritual energy flowed into the body from the seven orifices. At the same time, the originally empty surroundings suddenly glowed.
dang) has a layer of hazy golden gauze. This layer of golden gauze is as thin as cicada wings, as if there is nothing there. You can catch a glimpse of it accidentally. If you look carefully, you can't see anything. It gives people a rather strange feeling.
Feel.
As time went by, the golden gauze became ethereal, with Kong Laosan as the center, covering a ten-foot radius. Seven small purple gold swords flew out of the mouth, turning into golden rainbows...
A quarter of an hour later, as the golden light dissipated, except for the three feet of land under his seat, everything with a radius of ten feet, whether it was stone tables, stone benches, or old sycamore trees, were all turned into powder, and even the earth was twisted out.
A circle of three feet deep pit.
Seeing this scene, Kong Laosan not only showed no joy on his face, but frowned deeply. He thought about it and continued to comprehend.
Half an hour later, the light golden yarn appeared again...