The heavens start from Maoshan

Chapter 174 Change of Life
"Excalibur has a spirit, the difficulty is to resonate with it."

"I want to pass on your Xuanyuan Sword Art. There are three layers. The first layer is inspiration, that is, learning to communicate with the divine sword, so that you can command it like an arm."

"Your Taiping sword is full of spirituality, and can even be used as an early warning for divine soldiers."

"From this point of view, the level of inspiration is not difficult for you."

"And above the inspiration, it is Yujian."

"As the name suggests, you don't use your hands, but use your mind and mana to control the sword, let it attack in the way you want, and even perform sword skills."

"Practice to the depths, it's driven by the mind, pointed by the sword, if your mana is strong enough, you can cut mountains and rocks, cut rivers and rivers, and take people's heads thousands of miles away."

"As for Yujian, it's divided swords."

"As the saying goes, borrowing the false to cultivate the true, the false can become true, why can't one sword become ten, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, until infinity."

Yan Chixia untied the sword case: "I only have one sword in this sword case, but I can make fakes come true, and the swords fly together, flying out hundreds of swords to kill the enemy, and even use these swords to make swords Array.

Although it is said that the power of the fake sword transformed from fake to real cannot be compared with the main sword, but it is no problem to use it to clean up miscellaneous soldiers and form a sword array.

This is why I am clearly alone, occupying the mountain as the king, and the Nine-Tailed Demon King who has thousands of demon soldiers, is very afraid of me.

It made me anxious, a hundred swords flew together, one man formed an army, thousands of monster soldiers confronted me, most of them would be lost in an instant. "

Zhang Heng thought about it for a while.

In A Chinese Ghost Story 2, when Yan Chixia faced the thousand-year-old centipede, hundreds of flying swords frightened the sky, and forming an army by one person is no joke.

At this point, ordinary people are more or less enough to kill.

That is to say, in the world of Liaozhai, if it is replaced by a low-level horror world like Resident Evil, it is not a problem for one person to liberate a city.

Yu Jian went out today and returned after killing tens of thousands of zombies.

Tomorrow Yujian will go out and kill tens of thousands.

Within ten days, most of the zombies in a city can be killed, and a legend of "Liao Zhai Sword Immortal in Biochemistry" can be written.

"A hundred swords fly together!"

Zhang Heng was full of longing.

Hundreds are thousands, thousands are thousands.

One hundred thousand, one million, ten million, hundreds of millions.

I dare not say it is endless, but it is really to the point where the sword turns into billions, and it may not be a problem to kill a world's creatures with a single thought.

"Is Xuanyuan Sword Art strong?"

Noticing Zhang Heng's expression, Yan Chixia smiled: "Come on, let me teach you the formula first."

Three days in a blink of an eye.

Taiping sword is a first-class divine sword, full of spirituality.

The level of inspiration was crossed by Zhang Heng in just three days, thus forming a spiritual connection with the sword.

But at this stage of Yujian, it is not so easy.

There are many places that need to be adjusted. As the saying goes, shallow inspiration, deep sword, and endless learning are divided swords.

Half a month down.

Zhang Heng only made it within ten steps, allowing the sword to come out of its sheath to slash or stab straight. If it exceeded ten steps, the sword would be wobbly and difficult to control.

"Sword out of its sheath!"

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and pointed.

The Taiping sword flew out of the scabbard in an instant, and the tip of the sword moved forward, hovering beside Zhang Heng.

"go with!"

Zhang Heng pointed to the target ten steps away.

The Taiping sword got the command, broke out through the air, and slashed across the neck of the humanoid target, and the straw man's head fell to the ground in the next second.

"The sword is in its sheath!"

Zhang Heng pulled his finger back.

The Taiping sword flew back with a whoosh, circled around Zhang Heng, and thrust it into the scabbard on the back.

"Brother Zhang, you are still practicing your ten-step flying sword!"

In order to get Yan Chixia's advice.

These days, Zhang Heng has been staying in Wumenju, and he has become acquainted with Yan Shi.

Hearing the joke, Zhang Heng looked back.

I saw Yan Shi coming bouncingly, holding a purse in her hands, embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water on the purse.

"If you don't accumulate steps, how can you reach a thousand miles?"

"What you see now is a ten-step flying sword, but it will not stay at ten steps forever. When I fly ninety thousand miles with one sword and cut off all the stars and fall to the sky, others will only see my success."

As Zhang Heng said, he glanced at Yan Shi with a smirk on his face: "Going to Xiaowen's again?"

After finishing speaking, he shook his head: "It's just a purse, as for laughing like this?"

"Brother Zhang, you don't understand this."

Yan Shi held up the purse and said triumphantly: "Although this is just a purse, it is not an ordinary purse. Look at the pattern on it, mandarin ducks playing in the water. Xiao Wen specially embroidered it for me."

Zhang Heng did not answer.

With a finger in his hand, the Taiping sword was unsheathed again.

Brush brush.

On the wall of Wumenju, several lines of poems were left.

Zhang Heng left his name without a home.

"Where do you learn to ride the wind and control the sword? There is my teacher in Wumenju."

"The sun and the moon hang the Xuanyuan sword, half of the universe is peaceful."

"Chizi Ye Mengtian fairy, dare to ask the king to borrow a flower."

"Lover will get married in the end, don't miss the spring and miss the old friend."

Finished.

Zhang Heng put his sword back into its sheath, picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.

aside.

Yan Shi took a closer look, clapped his hands and applauded: "Good poem, Xuanyuan Sword Jue, Wumenju, Xuanyuan Sword, Taiping Sword, I, Master, Xiaowen, Brother Zhang, you, and Daojun, several lines of poems are displayed on the paper superior."

Zhang Heng said: "It is said that if you are close to vermilion, you will be red, and if you are close to ink, you will be black. I met a scholar, and my knowledge also greatly improved."

After talking and laughing.

Zhang Heng regained his seriousness, and said to Yan Shi: "Did you hear that a matchmaker is delivering coal to Xiao Wen?"

Yan Shi was stunned when he heard it: "Really?"

"This is fake!"

Zhang Heng thought for a while and said: "I have already inquired about it. The matchmaker is a matchmaker for Wang Yuanwai of Guobei County. Wang Yuanwai is forty-seven this year, older than Xiaowen's father, and has a regular wife at home. There are six concubines, and Xiao Wen can only be the eighth child."

"But Xiaowen's parents are very happy with this marriage, because Wang Yuanwai is willing to offer 50 taels of dowry."

"Xiaowen's parents are greedy for money. If you don't do anything, Xiaowen will be married into the Wang family at the latest within a month or so."

Yan Shi's mind was shocked, and he was confused: "What should I do?"

"The mountains and rivers are still there, and the sky has not yet fallen, so don't panic!"

Zhang Heng had already made up his mind, and asked, "Do you like Xiaowen and want to marry her? Does Xiaowen like you too?"

Yan Shi smiled wryly: "Brother Zhang, if I didn't like Xiaowen, why would I go to the town to guard her every day and watch her sell purses? If she didn't like me, why would she give me a purse for playing in the water?"

Zhang Heng nodded: "Then it's easy to handle, just look at me."

The next day.

Zhang Heng approached Yan Chixia and told him that Yan Shi had a sweetheart, and that his sweetheart was about to marry someone else.

Yan Chixia looked helpless.

Yan Shi would go out to find friends every now and then, so how could he not know who that friend was.

But he can't do anything about it.

Xiaowen's parents dislike the poor and love the rich, so he can't force them to marry their daughter with a sword.

"I've been lonely all my life, half my life wandering."

"After picking up Shi'er, I feel a little relieved, but I know that Shi'er is not me, and my life may not suit him."

"He wants to pursue happiness. I have no objection. Xiaowen is a good child, but her parents are the only ones."

Yan Chixia looked hesitant.

"Hero Yan, this matter is difficult for you to deal with, but it is not difficult for me."

"If you can trust me, leave this matter to me."

See Zhang Heng has a plan in mind.

Yan Chixia thought for a while, then nodded her head.

Two days later.

A wealthy businessman in splendid clothes brought a large group of people to Shiliting Town to look for relatives.

Everyone asked.

The wealthy businessman said that 24 years ago, he encountered a catastrophe and ransacked by strong men in the middle of the river. As a last resort, he had to put his young son, who was only one year old at the time, into a wooden basin and swim downstream to save his life.

Whoever imagines, there is no unparalleled road.

I survived the looting of the strongman, and traveled all over the world, earning a fortune.

Now, after many inquiries, he found out that his son was not dead, but was adopted by a foreigner, so he came to look for relatives.

When everyone heard it, they were amazed.

Again: To the north of Shiliting Town, there is a villa called Wumenju.

There lived an old Taoist priest in Wumenju. The old Taoist priest adopted a child he picked up from the river. The age of the child was similar to what the rich businessman said.

The rich businessman was overjoyed.

Calling the servants to distribute gifts, ten catties of rice and five taels of oil per person, all comers are welcome, and they only say that they are happy, and they are really lavish.

Xiaowen's parents were among them.

Hearing from the people around that this rich businessman is Yan Shi's biological father, who came to look for relatives, everyone was dumbfounded.

Day two.

The town is decorated with lights.

The rich businessman bought all the restaurants in the town, and held a banquet in the township.

Yan Shi followed behind the wealthy businessman, dressed in brocade and sable fur, with jade around his waist, his appearance had changed.

The rich businessman said that Yan Shi didn't want to go back with him, but he didn't care anymore, he just wanted to make up for the regrets of these years, and bought a restaurant, a hundred acres of fertile land, a house, and two cattle with the surrounding gentry on the spot.

Xiaowen's parents watched with bright eyes.

Unexpectedly, the wealthy businessman turned around and went to Xiaowen's parents again, saying that he would marry Xiaowen as a matchmaker for Yan Shi, and promised to give a bride price of 100 taels and a farm cow.

Xiaowen's parents were greedy for money.

For 50 taels of silver, he wanted to marry Xiaowen to Wang Yuanwai, who was in his forties, as a concubine.

Right now the wealthy businessman is willing to offer 100 taels, so there is no reason why he should not agree, and he will forget Wang Yuanwai of Guobei County completely.

The rich businessman also said that he was in a hurry to go back and had to settle the marriage first.

Xiaowen's parents nodded again and again, and sent a matchmaking post that night, exchanging the birth dates of the two, which was more urgent than a rich businessman.

"Is this how the marriage is settled?"

Looking at the eight-character matchmaking post in his hand, Yan Shi suddenly felt like a dream.

"It's settled. In three days, you can marry Xiaowen."

Zhang Heng and Yan Chixia drank tea and played chess.

speak up.

Although the wealthy businessman is fake, the money is real.

It doesn't matter whether Yan Shi's father is a wealthy businessman or not, what matters is the dowry gift of 100 taels of silver.

What's more, Zhang Heng did a full set of acting and bought a restaurant and a hundred acres of fertile land as Yan Shi's wedding gift.

As such.

With a restaurant under his name and a hundred acres of fertile land, does it matter if there is a rich businessman?

Who dares to say that Yan Shi is not a wealthy family in Shiliting Town.

(End of this chapter)