Just as Yingruge Phoenix was flying into the sky, a sudden explosion shook the earth from the City Lord's Mansion in the center of the Evernight City. A mushroom cloud rose from the City Lord's Mansion, and it took a long time before it gradually dissipated.
When the explosion sounded, the young master couple from Jinling were walking around the streets, buying some exquisite little things that were only found in the West. The young master with a sword picked out a women's sachet to escape the summer heat and said it would be given to his aunt and sister-in-law.
Mr. Shake Fan looked disgusted.
Before the young master with the sword could retort, at that moment, the ground shook, and the fan-shaking young master almost fell to the ground.
The young master with the sword raised his head fiercely and saw a flaming phoenix flying in the air with a man in red sitting on it.
Angry eyebrows raised, the double dragon sword was unsheathed, he picked up an onion the size of a fist from the stall, turned around and kicked it, and the onion was like a flying stone shooting towards the flaming phoenix.
Naturally, this young master with a sword is not capable of taking a person's head from thousands of miles away. Although the onion can fly far away, it is obviously idiotic to want to meet the phoenix or hit the man in red who is driving the phoenix.
"Yinuo, it's true that if you throw this onion at you, you can't hit this immortal. What if it falls and hits a passerby?" Master Fan looked over and it was obvious that his body was not as strong as the sword-wielding young master. If he hadn't heard the explosion just now, he
He quickly grabbed the flagpole on the side, fearing that it would fall to the ground early. He looked up and saw that although he didn't know whether the explosion had anything to do with the person on the back of the phoenix, he was such a talented person.
"Mo Ming, did you fall?"
The fan-shaking boy shook his head and helped the street vendor pack his things. He picked up two sweet pears, took out a few coins and gave them to the old pear seller. He wiped them with his sleeves, bit one himself and threw the other towards him.
's little cousin.
The King of Jinling has a fiefdom in Lincheng, and has been hereditary since the founding of the country. The current King of Jinling had three sons, three daughters, three grandchildren, and four grandsons.
Among the grandsons, the second son Zhu Jiannan is frail and sick, but he is responsible for overseeing the city and does his best. The third son is the ruffian young master Yinuo who carries the double dragon sword and can make the sword "nine stars fly" in one hand.
Zhu Yinuo's life is very simple, he practices sword fighting, fights and plays the flute for fun.
With this kind of life, Zhu Yinuo originally didn't need to leave Jinling or Lincheng, until he heard about a magical medicine, Naga Huiming Pill, from a wandering lama.
The gentleman who came with him, the elegant and fan-carrying young master Mo Ming, was the young master of the Moh family. The Moh family lived in Mo County, which was also located in Lincheng on the edge of Jinling.
The ancestor of the Mohist family, like the King of Jinling, was one of the five kings with foreign surnames personally granted by the Dragon Emperor. However, this ancestor of the Mohist family was different from ordinary people. He declined all gifts without saying anything, and took his people to Mo County to take root and settle down.
Mo County belongs to Lincheng and is under the jurisdiction of King Jinling. The Zhu and Mo families have been friends for generations, and Mo Ming's mother is also Zhu Yinuo's aunt.
Although the Mohist family was far away from the imperial court, they had gained some status in the world of martial arts.
Zhu Yinuo is different from Zhu Jiannan. He likes to wield swords and guns. Compared with staying in the Jinling Palace, he naturally prefers to go to Mo County to learn from his uncle and those people in the world.
This time, Mo Ming came to the Nightless City not because of Zhu Yinuo, but because of the young master's aunt, who was Mo Ming's mother.
Mo Ming's mother is not an ordinary princess. There are so many princesses, princesses, and county lords in the entire empire, but Mo Ming's mother, Princess Dingjian, is an alternative among the alternative. She took the title of princess but was taken by the late emperor.
The throne was changed with the gift of "Princess Quan Tong", and now, it has been upgraded to "Princess Quan Tong".
As soon as Princess Dingjian received the flying letter from her restless nephew, she ordered someone to take a thousand taels of silver and send her only son to the city that never sleeps in the West. Naturally, Princess Dingjian wanted to make Mo Ming watch him well.
Zhu Yinuo, then escort this little brat back to Lincheng to avoid causing trouble again.
But it was hard for Mo Ming, whose sickly body carried one thousand taels of silver on his back and rode to the west. Every time he went to the inn to rest, he had to ask the waiter to find a massage master to massage his shoulders, back and waist.
Mo Ming was also puzzled, why didn't the city that never sleeps open a bank account? If his mother gave him another thousand taels of cash and carried it on his back, the weight would be almost the same as carrying one of his own in the city.
Lu Yang spurred the horse.
"That place, that place is the location of the city lord's palace..." The old woman selling pears looked anxiously at the direction of the rising mushroom cloud. The city that never sleeps has always been stable, but more than ten years ago, the city that never sleeps also had a problem.
Devoured by the flames of war, the city residents here have also seen the horror of gunpowder, "Dong'er, go and see, go and see the damage done to the city lord..."
At nearly 20 years old, the strong man responded and rode his donkey towards the place where the explosion occurred.
Looking at the reactions of the old woman and other vendors and passers-by on the street, Mo Ming couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly. It seemed that Marquis Zhong Xi was not just a martial artist, but was also quite skilled in Qi Ren's skills.
Zhu Yinuo waved his hand in front of his eyes and asked, "Mo Ming, are you okay? Did you fall and make you stupid?"
"Go, you are stupid. Little guy, since you don't know where that pill is in the Nightless City, why don't we go to the City Lord's Mansion and ask Zhong Daxia if City Lord Zhong has ever heard of this strange medicine?
"
Zhu Yinuo hesitated for a moment, as if he was tossing about and couldn't decide. How could Mo Ming not see the concern? He smiled and said: "It's true that the vassal king is not allowed to leave the fiefdom at will, but the prince of Jinling is a remonstrator. You are better than Mu Ming these days."
The prince is living a comfortable life, what are you afraid of?"
Zhu Yinuo looked left and right, then leaned into Mo Ming's ear and whispered: "Second brother said that many years ago, Lincheng led the army and raised troops to the west. I'm worried..."
When Mo Ming heard that the silly boy was worried about this, he teased Zhu Yinuo's bearded chin with his fingers, like petting a dog or cat: "Years ago, the grudges of the previous generation, you
What are you afraid of? Since the two of us are passing by the city that never sleeps, it would be rude not to say hello. Let's go and accompany my brother to pick out a gift for Daxia Zhong."
"But this is the city that never sleeps in the West?"
Mo Ming even laughed and said: "Your little brother is your bodyguard. How many people in this world can hurt you at all?"
After that, regardless of whether Zhu Yinuo agreed or not, he grabbed his collar and walked forward on his own.
Mo Ming also lamented in her heart, little guy, little guy, how long can I protect you?
But in the city lord's palace, Zhong Xihou and his master were drinking there leisurely.
"Xiao Xi, you said that after death, mortals go to the underworld, so where will I go after leaving the mortal world and not ascending to the immortal world?" Zhong Xihou sipped his wine slightly and said nothing. He was not prepared to pay attention to himself, a godly person.
Master, Yan Xiao didn't care, and said, "When I was young, I thought immortals were powerful. With so many fantasy spells, I didn't have to practice martial arts exhaustingly every day, and I could beat the masters among the masters. But later on, when I met many people, naturally
, I met Zhong Nanyan in recent years. This old man actually spit on me after knowing my identity as an immortal. Are you angry or not? At that time, I wanted to kill him and bury him in the sand.
"
"Master is really good at telling jokes. My foster father is indeed a world-class martial artist, but how can he compare with Master's cultivation? If Master wants to cultivate a great road someday, Xiaoxi will pick a place for Master to have a dragon's lair and bring him with him every year.
Bring two pots of light wine to worship."
Yan Xiao was stunned. After he paused for a few breaths, he saw the sword on Zhong Xihou's waist, which was as red as the clouds. He looked up at the cloudless sky, and suddenly said seriously: "My life is so long, my friend."
But there are very few of them. Apart from the old immortals you have also seen, I am afraid that in this life, only Lady Peach Blossom and your foster father Zhong Nanyan are the only ones."
Zhong Xihou looked at the person in front of him. He also curiously asked his adoptive father, how long did Yan Xiao live?
Zhong Nanyan smiled and did not answer directly, but said politely: "Five hundred years old is spring, five hundred years old is autumn; eight thousand years old is spring, eight thousand years old is autumn."
Later, Zhong Xihou saw the original words, which were written by a Taoist ancestor named Zhouzhuang in "Xiaoyaoyou".
Little knowledge is not as good as great knowledge, and a small year is not as good as a big year. How can you know what is happening? The morning bacteria do not know Hui Shuo, and the worms do not know Spring and Autumn. This is also a small year.
In the south of Chu, there are people with dark spirits, who regard five hundred years as spring, and five hundred years as autumn; in ancient times, there were people with Dachun, who regard eight thousand years as spring, and eight years as autumn.
A thousand years old is autumn. This is also the great year.
And Pengzu has heard about it for a long time now, and everyone is like him. Isn’t it sad?
What about Yan Xiao? Is he 500 years old or 8,000 years old?
"Because I have lived for too long, I feel that it is necessary to unify the world. Since no one is willing to bite this hard bone, how about I go. At that time, I sent thirteen assassins to make him fall in love in the West City. But this old man's sword skills
It was indeed powerful. He knocked down all thirteen of the men I sent out. Although they were all injured by his sword, their skin was injured but not their muscles, unlike a brute warrior."
Was he a young man eighteen years ago? When was the person in front of him young?
"My foster father said that a sword can kill people. It's extremely easy to swing it lightly, but it's difficult to save people with a sword." Zhong Xihou filled another glass of wine, "Master, I don't understand. I once asked Sixth Brother, and he said Master
No one in the world can control your cultivation. Then why did you follow Bai Xiaotian and enter that building?"
Yan Xiao smiled again, with an obvious smile. He took a sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and continued: "You know, Zhong Nanyan, an old man, is not an ordinary swordsman. There was a famous swordsman who was seriously injured at that time.
Went to find him, and what did he do? A box of orbs, a group of beauties, and even the Wuyu sword on your waist."
Jewels, beauties, and swords, this is how the hero Zhong Nanyan treats his friends. Is this the so-called sword that can save people? Yan Xiao also filled a glass of wine, stood upright facing east, and slowly poured the wine down, dripping
It dripped on the stone slab, and when the wind blew it, it was flat on the ground and turned into a wet stain. "What a pity, the world now belongs to young people. A bad old man like me, who has nothing to show for his appearance, shouldn't get involved."
Already."
Zhong Xihou looked at Yan Xiao sideways and asked, "Master, what were you doing before you were forty years old?"
Yan Xiao thought for a moment, frowned slightly, and replied: "Before the age of forty? I forgot, I just remember that I was only seventeen years old when I left your master. Later I went back and stayed with your master until I was six."
Ten years old. After that, I ran around with a knife and a sword. I wanted to visit the whole country of Daye, and then travel to Dongli, Northern Qi, and the Western Barbarians, probably just to travel all over the world."
"Is this world fun?" Zhong Xihou, who was in his thirties, was like a child listening to the snow, with a hint of yearning in his deep eyes.
"It's fun, of course it's fun. I can tell you that the old ladies from Beiqi are the most coquettish. Those big breasts and round butts are really amazing. Dongli's little wife is not so good. She looks pretty good and juicy. It's a pity.
Well, I have short hands and short legs. The last time I saw my daughter-in-law, she was so tall, with big eyes and thin lips. She looked pretty, but she took off her clothes and was like a bastard..."
Zhong Xihou saw Yan Xiao gesticulating there, slightly raising the corners of his mouth. The dark-faced city lord, who had not shown an expression for many years, actually smiled at this moment.
Yan Xiao suddenly stopped when Zhong Xihou was quite interested. After a while, he heard him say calmly: "Xiao Xi, I came to you this time because I hope you can help me dispel the hatred of your junior brother."
Zhong Xihou didn't understand the hatred in his mouth, so he filled a glass of wine, stood up straight facing east, and slowly poured the wine down. "Is it twelve or thirteen? Since we are brothers in the same sect, we naturally won't refuse. Then Master, maybe
Tell me who the Peach Blossom Fairy is."
Peach Blossom Temple is just a place where hermits live, but the owner of Peach Blossom Temple is a figure who fights between black and white. Not many people know about Peach Blossom Fairy. She is a female, and her medical skills are ranked among the best in the world. She is also rare to see among the top three in the world.
One of the weird ones.
Every nunnery leader is a peach blossom fairy, and the peach blossom fairy of this term was dubbed by the man who knows everything as "the peach blossom fairy who seeks medicine, and the Western Marquis who asks for swords".
The attendants in that nunnery are all women. Their faces are not powdered, and their makeup is light and elegant. However, they are all as beautiful as immortals. Anyone who wanders around in the world can turn all living beings upside down, and their beauty is stunning in the world.
But it is this kind of incomparably beautiful woman who fascinates people and kills her with her poisonous powder when she is relaxed. It is still unknown. Another important clue about Taohua Temple is that she was the master of the Muhan Tower.
Yan Xiao, Lord Yanxian, has a good relationship with Fairy Peach Blossom and has close contact with them.