Takesheng was gently wiping the green blade with a soft cloth.
Unlike mortals, the Green Blade doesn't need to be sharpened all the time.
In Lianyang Peak, the green blade is like an ornament on the Bogu shelf.
Although she loves deeply, there is no place for it.
It wasn't until here that the Green Blade began to really play its useful role.
Every time the green blade was held in her hand and blood was seen again, there was a deeper mutual understanding between her and it.
She really wanted to understand it more deeply, but there was always a gap between her and it.
She knew that it was Chong Xin's divine sense.
The green blade is Chong Xin's refining, just as Gray Ash is tamed by Chong Xin.
This made her unwilling, but helpless.
Because refining, in addition to divine consciousness, also requires spiritual power.
Unless one day, she has spiritual power and can refine the green blade alone and completely eliminate the divine consciousness left by Chong Xin, otherwise there will only be one Chong Xin between her and the green blade.
With a "cang" sound, Zhusheng put the green blade back into the sheath.
She sat cross-legged and meditated.
In the ancestral aperture, the gray wolf-shaped totem is still there, it has been completely darkened, it looks like a neon sign that has been cut off, and it has long been impossible to feel any gray consciousness.
But, it's still there.
About Ash is indeed as he said, keep this contract, right to make a thought.
Now what can shine in the ancestral aperture is the exercises given to her by the fox.
She put her hand into the light, and the exercise turned into a scroll and unfolded.
Each time, she would first admire the handwriting.
Powerful and magnificent.
If it is written on paper, the edge must have penetrated the back of the paper.
From the first word, her lips moved slightly and she began to read silently.
She had read it silently many, many times, and was almost ready to memorize it.
However, it is still too difficult to fully understand.
A lot of things are cloudy and foggy, and I don't know what to do.
Zhusheng didn't know if this was because she didn't have ancient literary skills, or because the demon path was different from the Taoist cultivation of people.
If it's the latter, there's no way she can't.
If it was the former, she was lucky to meet Mr.
Fan Da.
She didn't have a place to go or something to do here.
No matter where Mr.
Fan wants to go, she can follow.
There was now a mutually beneficial relationship between her and him, with him interpreting the exercises for her and she guarding him and his people.
After a while, she withdrew from her state of meditation, spread out the pen and paper on the table, and slowly wrote out the exercises.
Mr.
Fan Da said that if you don't read the full text, I am afraid that the interpretation will be biased.
It makes sense.
It doesn't matter if it's leaked.
This demon clan exercise, the fox said, must be like their demon clan without spiritual knowledge but with divine sense.
She, a completely qualified person, can't even start cultivating, and even if a mortal here gets this exercise, it's meaningless.
Thinking of that fox, Takesheng's heart was calm and waveless.
If you don't have the ability to take revenge, you have to take out that hatred and chew it repeatedly, and sooner or later you will go crazy.
She didn't want to learn from Qingniang.
There was a sound in the wing, Zhusheng's divine sense swept over, and Ah Cheng woke up, grinning in pain.
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At that time, I was carrying his husband on my back, dragging a broken leg on the ground while crying and crawling, and I didn't see him crying out in pain.
Zhu Sheng couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.
This boy from a rich young master in the countryside has low qualifications, at least he doesn't seem to have Ling Niang's brain, his body looks ordinary, and he will probably not be successful in martial arts.
But Takesheng has always liked him.
From the time she saw him crawling on the ground, crying tears and snot but still refusing to let go of Mr.
Fan, who was almost dead, she liked this child.
She put aside her pen for a moment, got up and poured a cup of tea.
The slag of the remaining Rejuvenation Pill was crushed into powder and mixed in, and it was shaken twice.
Of course, Ah Cheng didn't know that Takebu liked him.
He didn't say a few words to Zhusheng.
No, in fact, Takebu didn't say a few words to him.
He was in awe of Zhusheng in his heart, and he was very grateful.
Although his father and sister are dead, this is the responsibility of the bandits.
Without Zhusheng, it is likely that he will also chase his father and sister together.
Even if he is lucky not to die, how can he live, a person who has broken his leg and has not suffered much.
Thinking about it now, I feel so frightened at the time.
Fortunately, at that time, Takebu appeared.
She fed him and her husband some miracle medicine.
The gentleman was on the verge of taking his last breath, and he actually came back to life.
As for him, he has never seen a person with a broken leg bone, and he can walk on the ground in a day or two.
Although he was lame, it was because he was too urgent at that time to correct his bones, and his broken bones were crooked.
It's just that I didn't expect that the terrible little girl who was in awe would directly break his leg with a scabbard without blinking Mom, no matter how much he respects her and appreciates her, he almost scolds his mother.
Later, as soon as the back of his neck was numb, his eyes were black, and he fainted directly.
When he woke up, Ling Niang and Qidao were by his side to take care of him.
According to them, Miss Takebu slashed him in the back of the neck with a knife and knocked him unconscious.
Should he be grateful to her, or should he be grateful to her, or should he be grateful to her?
Ah, I still want to scold my mother It hurts to death He was greeting Zhusheng with some very disrespectful words in his head, and Zhusheng pushed the door in with a teacup.
Ah Cheng's hair suddenly stood on end The terrible little girl, with a look of indifference, held up a glass of water in front of him, and commanded him, "Drink this." ” Even if it is poison, you have to drink it, Ah Cheng took it without hesitation, and poured it down.
A familiar sensation appeared, the pain quickly subsided, and the broken bone began to itch.
Just like that day.
Ah Cheng stared at the empty teacup and raised his eyes to look at Zhusheng.
Zhusheng's eyebrows are slightly raised.
Ah Cheng hurriedly looked away and said, "Thank you." ” Zhu Sheng bowed his head and said, "Have a good rest, don't move."
We'll be here for a few more days, and you're recuperating. ” It was the first time for Zhusheng to say so many words to Ah Cheng, such a long sentence, Ah Cheng was suddenly flattered, and the chick nodded like a peck of rice: "Okay, okay" Ah Cheng is only seventeen years old, with a round face, straight eyebrows, and a simple face, and he always seems to be very nervous in the face of her.
Aunt Zhusheng's mentality, thinking he was cute, couldn't help but touch his head.
Then I remembered that my body was only thirteen years old.
Suddenly feeling slightly embarrassed, he withdrew his hand, turned his head to Qidao and said, "He's inconvenient, you take care of him." ” Seven knives should be at once.
In the face of the Seven Swords, Zhusheng's emotions were much more indifferent.
Mr.
Fan Da said to Qidao that she is a woman, so she must be disgusted with those men who are violent to women.
Mr.
Fan Da didn't know that Zhusheng was not only a woman, but also a woman who had suffered the same hardships as those women.
She can control herself from anger and kill.
But if you want her to like Qidao as much as she likes Ah Cheng, she doesn't have that kind of virgin attribute.
She asked Ling Niang again: "What about Mr."
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Ling Niang said: "I haven't returned yet." ” Zhusheng went out with seven knives, and Mr.
Fan Da also went out with a few people.
The men came back first and bought some rice and daily necessities.
It was getting dark, but Mr.
Fan hadn't come back yet.
Zhusheng nodded and went back to his room.
She walked indifferently, but it hurt Ah Cheng.
The terrible girl patted the top of his head with strange eyes, what does it mean to hint at him, is there anything that can't be said clearly, Ah Cheng is about to think about it Ah Cheng is actually not a stupid person, but Ling Niang is a child who is particularly spiritual in reading, and Mr.
Fan Da is even more knowledgeable and Confucian, and he is compared to stupid around them.
Ah Cheng's eyes fell on the cup on the table.
He was 100% sure that Zhusheng had put the same medicine in that glass of water as it had that day.
That medicine, that medicine, Ah Cheng thought of his guilt.
I see Rest assured, he will never talk nonsense Mr.
Fan Da rushed back before the curfew.
Zhusheng had already rested, and he came to knock on the door the next day.
Zhusheng's status is transcendent, everyone is crowded into accommodation, and she is the only one who lives alone.
No one disputes this.
"It's not very good."
Mr.
Fan Da smiled bitterly.
"Chaoyang City is in chaos right now.
The Jin family has copied several of them, and now one is dominant. ” He commented: "It was just a second-rate family, borrowing a woman to take the position, the foundation is not deep enough, and the wrist is not smooth enough. ” Zhusheng said: "Mr. told me what to do.
Nothing to do with me. ” Mr.
Fan Da looked at her and said, "You just want to fight the end of the world and live a happy life, but you also have to find a stable route."
If the net along the way is the kind of thing before, can you do it and leave it, can you do it and leave?
Zhusheng was rarely choked, and sat down at the table in a gray manner: "Then Mr.
Let's talk about it." ” Mr.
Fan nodded with satisfaction and spread out the pen and paper.
As soon as he picked up the pen, he sketched a rough outline on the paper: "This is Xu Guo." ” After drawing two lines and dividing Xu Guo into three parts, they are General Tianyou, Sheng Gongzi and King Wuling here.
Since the catastrophe more than ten years ago, Xu Guo has been torn apart, and after more than ten years of reshuffling, there is now a three-legged situation.
"King Wuling is the emperor's brother, and Sheng Gongzi is the emperor's grandson, and it is the relationship between uncle and nephew.
That year, the earth moved, coinciding with the longevity of the first emperor, and the clans gathered in the old capital, and most of the dead and wounded.
The emperor and the crown prince were unfortunately killed.
The old capital is cracked, the west is a mountain, and the east is a valley.
Springs gush up, and water accumulates into lakes.
Since then, the capital of Xu Guo has ceased to exist. ” Takesheng was stunned.
In the history she knew, she had never heard of such a sad royal family and such an unlucky capital.
The location of a country's capital is not very particular, it depends on feng shui, and it is necessary to invite the master of Kanyu to investigate carefully Although he is dressed in the cloak of mystery and mystery, this kind of national-level master of Kanyu should definitely be a geographical expert, and he should not choose the capital of a country in a place where the geology is so unstable.
But she remembered that although this place was called the "Mortal Realm", it was actually a small world that had been cut and sealed from the Nine Continents with magical power beyond her cognition.
She doesn't have a complete and comprehensive understanding of the world, and who knows if there is any mysterious unknown power hidden Mr.
Fan Da continued: "The surviving clan at that time was the highest in the status of King Wuling, and King Wuling originally intended to ascend the throne, but did not mean that the third son of King Chen also survived.
Chen Wangyuan was the opponent of the former emperor's sons who was regarded as a confidant by the former prince.
He was killed with his eldest and second sons, but only these three sons, who were sick and did not come to congratulate him, escaped.
These three sons are famous, although they are descendants, but because they have two elder brothers on their heads, they can't even get a prince of the king.
Zhusheng's fair-skinned slender hand gently patted his slightly open mouth, swallowed a yawn, and said, "Sir, can you talk about the point?"
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Mr.
Fan Da choked.
Zhusheng said innocently: "These past events have nothing to do with me, Mr. talk about the current situation, where it is more stable, where it is more chaotic, so that I can walk in the future and try to avoid risks, just do it." ” Mr.
Fan Da originally used this to attract Zhusheng to listen, but he had no choice but to condense the story he wanted to tell into the words "in short".
"In short, after more than ten years of tossing, to this day, Xu Guo's power is divided into three parts, and all parties have ambitions, but they dare not rashly claim the emperor, for fear of attracting the other two parties to form an alliance and join forces to annex."
"Now, there is a wall of Xiao in Wuling.
The prince was defeated and took Hengcheng, and the Jin family coerced the second son of the king of Wuling to take charge of Chaoyang City.
The two forces, by or so, are more or less so. ” Mr.
Fan Da said, drawing a line on the territory of Wuling, dividing the land of Wuling into two.
Hengcheng's forces covered about one-third of Wuling, while Chaoyang City controlled the remaining two-thirds.
"This is only theoretical, but in fact, neither side can really control that much.
Many places have gotten out of control, and chaos is everywhere. ” Mr.
Fan Da picked up his pen, drew a black dot at the border of Wuling, and said, "We entered Wuling from here." ” Takesheng was silent for a moment and let out a sigh.
Mr.
Fan Da was also silent.
It was so unfortunate that their route into Wuling happened to cut on the edge of the forces of both sides.
In addition, it is close to the territory of the Great General of Heavenly Blessing, and it has become a chaotic area.
That's why the bandits who fled from Black Pine Mountain chose to take root there and start anew.
It can only be said that bad luck.
Because of these four words, many people have lost their lives, many have lost their families, and many have left indelible scars for life.
Zhusheng couldn't help but think of her luck that was said to be carrying the merits of her previous life, but she had lost her luck to the end.
I was about to laugh in my heart, but I suddenly reacted that the so-called "bad luck" this time really had nothing to do with her.
The bad luck is actually Mr.
Fan Da and these people.
And she, from the first day she met people, met Mr.
Fan Da.
It is said that there are no more than five people in this world who have studied ancient characters, and she bumped into one on the first day she met the crowd, which is actually very good luck.
"The son of the world depends on the maternal family, and the second son of the king is actually the same.
I don't know whose mother clan is more competitive.
Mr.
Fan said, "That's all I heard yesterday." ” He said: "I still intend to go to Chaoyang City, you are willing to go with me."
Zhusheng's interpretation of one exercise is less than one-fifth, and since he can't be separated from Mr.
Fan Da now, he said: "I have nothing to do, let's go with Mr."
He added, "I have ordered some things, and I will not be able to get them in two days, if you are not in a hurry, sir, you can rest here for two days before you set off." ” The two then reached a consensus on their upcoming itinerary.
After someone else delivered the goods to the door, Mr.
Fan Da realized that Zhusheng had ordered some things in the blacksmith shop.
The women who followed her to learn the short knife hand-to-hand killing technique were all assigned a stalk.
Ling Niang got the dagger and practiced more diligently.
When Zhusheng was silently writing exercises in the house, his divine sense swept to the courtyard, and the petite and slender figure was still there again and again.
She couldn't help but smile slightly.
When he went to bed and was ready to rest, his divine sense swept it again, only to find that Ling Niang had already returned to her room to rest, and she had become another person with a shorter stature in the courtyard.
She looked at the man with divine sense.
He went over and over again, and his diligence was not lost to Ling Niang.
Even, in order to avoid Ling Niang, he had to wait for her to return to the room before quietly coming out to practice.
To be fair, among these people, there are only seven swords that are really good material for martial arts.
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He already has some superficial kung fu, which can be regarded as enlightened.
About to follow the bandits in the cottage, there is also a way to train the muscles and bones, the ligaments of the body have been completely opened, and what is lacking is only a master who can teach him kung fu well and systematically.
But Takebu had no such intention at all.
Although Seven Swords is clever, well-behaved, and eye-catching in the team, it actually has a wolf-like ferocity in his bones.
This kind of ferocity can be well hidden, and the one who can do this is still a child.
When you think about it, you get a chill down your back.
Takesheng also knew that he couldn't be blamed for this.
The child was a blank sheet of paper, and it was not his fault that he was born in that bandit's den and was splashed with ink.
But she didn't want such a special child with a special upbringing to pick up a knife again.
If he was given a knife, he would have grown into a wolf, even if there was no one to guide him.
She therefore hoped that the child would never touch a knife again, and that he would not even have the idea of touching a knife.
Takesheng didn't realize that his expectation for Qidao was to expect the wolf to become a sheep.
Such changes sound like a joke in this world.
The team replenished food and supplies and set off again.
This time, there was a "couple" who decided to stay.
A man is a mason, and he has a skill.
In the past two days, he deliberately went out to inquire, and it was also lucky, a mason in the mason team of this small city died of illness a while ago, and there was a vacancy.
The head of the line tried his craft, and he was quite satisfied, and accepted him.
He burned incense and paid homage to his ancestors, and he found a way to make a living.
Two other women also decided to stay.
They can do laundry and embroidery for a while, or make snacks to sell to make ends meet.
Although neither Zhusheng nor Mr.
Fan Da will be mean to others.
But these two people, one is cold and detached, and the other is erudite and talented.
The former makes people daunting and awesome, and the latter makes people difficult to climb and ashamed of themselves.
Along the way, although Mr.
Fan Da has always been in charge of everything, in fact, everyone knows in their hearts that the person who really makes decisions has always been Zhusheng.
Mr.
Fan Da would always ask Zhusheng what he meant before making a decision.
Even though Zhu Sheng explicitly refused to be the one who made the decision, Mr.
Fan was able to figure out the option she might choose, and made a choice accordingly.
And this person who can really make decisions, she is still a child herself.
Although her martial arts are terrifyingly strong, she has already clearly conveyed to everyone that she will not care about these people for more and longer.
After everyone's original expectations for her were shattered, they realized that it was a ridiculous and ridiculous thing that these people would expect the future to be a child.
In this case, it is only natural for each person to have his own plans.
When these people leave their hometowns, they want to leave the increasingly harsh living environment under the rule of General Tianyou and seek a relatively stable place.
Although they encountered a tragedy as soon as they entered Wuling, proving that Wuling was not a happy land, but at the moment they were in the middle of the city, although the city wall was not high, the sense of security that could give people was no longer the same.
A wall separates each other, and inside and outside the city, it is like two worlds.
In the stability inside the city walls, it is normal for these people to have the idea of wanting to stay and settle down.
Zhusheng didn't like Mr.
Fan Da to report these things to her.
She is not the parents of these people, they want to leave and stay, it is their own business.
She only said, "Give them some silver and gold."
Women give more, by the side.
Two silver is enough."
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"That's enough."
Mr.
Fan Da said.
I vaguely noticed that Zhusheng was not very clear about the world and prices.
He didn't wronged Zhusheng.
In his previous life, Takesheng gave birth to the man with dark green eyes the heir he wanted, and what he gave her was a noble and luxurious life.
Money is just a string of numbers to her, and it no longer has any real meaning.
After being reincarnated, the Yang family was poor to the end, with no gold or silver at all, and was completely self-sufficient as a small-scale farmer.
When it came to Chong Xin's side, it was another kind of life where you could brush the jade card at will to "buy, buy, buy".
She has never had the opportunity to understand the world in depth.
In the past few days, she has also wandered around the city, looking at the prices of rice, cloth, mules and horses.
When she left Changtian Sect, she mistakenly thought that the place she was going to was the country of mortals, where spirit stones and gold and silver could be exchanged.
It is difficult to exchange gold and silver for spirit stones, but it is extremely easy to exchange spirit stones for gold and silver.
As a result, she only exchanged a small part of the spirit stone in her hand for gold and silver.
The world she lived in in her previous life had long since ceased to be a hard currency in circulation.
And her concept of gold and silver comes more from the prolapse plot of "a drawer of xiaolongbao three taels of silver" in the TV series.
So she also vaguely realized in the past two days that the gold she had exchanged in Changtian Sect was a bit too much.
The root of this matter actually lies in the fact that what she calls "a small part of spirit stones" is a relative concept.
She didn't know that Chong Xin, the Jindan Daojun of the four major sects, was not comparable to the kind of Jindan who cultivated loosely in the outside world.
And Chong Xin, even in Changtian Sect, is not an ordinary Jin Dan, and his net worth can be ranked in the ranks of the "rich" in the cultivation realm.
Of course, the cultivation realm that is bent on pursuing the Great Dao will never have any wealth list or anything like that.
Therefore, at that time, Yang Ji of Lianyang Peak slapped the purple jade card of the Lord of Lianyang Peak on the counter, saying that he wanted to withdraw the maximum amount, which shocked the deacon disciples.
This is a little mistake that is a little bit of a beautiful thing.
As a direct consequence, Zhusheng is not bad for money. gd1806102: