Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Compared with his attire, the pair of emerald jade ears are the most well-known feature of Jiuqiansheng. Its origin is mysterious. As a nobleman of a foreign race, he has a very high reputation and power in today's world.

Most Guangyin looked away, and belatedly said: "Sir, did we go this way on purpose?"

In this place of misery, because the crowd took one more look, there was a bloody disaster. To be honest, he was lucky enough to see it a few times in the past two months.

However, generally no one dares to do anything in the city, they are all singled out outside the city or around the furnace, and some people even choose to poison.

Rivers and lakes are affairs of the rivers and lakes, as long as the innocent are not affected, no one cares.

"Did you realize it now?" Lin Chongyang put down the bamboo chopsticks: "Otherwise, why do you think you keep hearing about him?"

At the moment, he was a little dazed: "Huh? I thought that such a strong man must be famous for his suffering, and everyone knows it."

"There are talents from generation to generation in the Jianghu, each leading the coquettish for decades. Everyone knows that it is somewhat exaggerated, but there is nothing wrong with being famous in the Jianghu."

At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang also cast his eyes on the figure who stepped into the inn, and the other party seemed to have sensed something, so he cast his gaze over.

The eyes of the two met for a moment, and then they turned around.

The discussion in the inn became much quieter, and even the people upstairs secretly poked their heads out and looked down. The appearance of influential figures in public places always attracted all kinds of attention.

Then, a warm voice came from the counter: "Shopkeeper, two pots of Baili Wenxiang."

After a short period of silence, the inn became lively again.

"That's it." The moment when he put down the bamboo chopsticks seemed to understand.

Lin Chongyang looked at him and said with a light smile, "Why, a little disappointed?"

The young man was stunned for a moment. The information he had heard had indeed affected his cognition in some aspects during this period of time, but the world was indeed not as beautiful as he imagined.

"There are some." He said, with unconcealable doubts mixed in his words.

"In addition to strength, ordinary Jianghu people pursue nothing more than fame and power. These are not important to me."

After all, he is still young and likes to write everything on his face. Lin Chongyang explained for the boy:

"Do you remember what I told you? A warrior, if he focuses on winning and losing, gaining and losing, then he will never be able to become a saint.

The goal of most Jiang Hu people is nothing more than to kill Zhang San today to become famous, and to get rid of Li Si tomorrow to be invincible, that's all. "

Just when the most time was about to speak, a gentle voice like a breeze sounded from behind, and then the strong man named Jiuqiansheng came to their table and praised:
"Brother Tai's words are so penetrating, it makes people reflect on themselves."

"This statement came from a good friend of mine, I just quoted it a little bit." Lin Chongyang did not take credit for it.

Not caring about the empty porcelain plates on the table, Jiu Qiansheng said calmly: "Where do we never meet in life, brother, do you mind sharing a table?"

"If you don't mind, it's okay to share a table together."

Lin Chongyang stacked up the porcelain plates on his left, and then made a gesture of invitation.

At the same time, Best Time, with quick eyesight and quick hands, was also moving, stacking the remaining porcelain plates together to make room on the table.

Putting two jugs of wine on the table, Jiu Qiansheng pulled out a spare bench from the table leg, and introduced himself after taking a seat: "Xia Yu Qiansheng, from Daoyu."

"It's a great blessing that there are still descendants of the Qiluo Dao Clan." Lin Chongyang was not surprised by this.

Knowing that this name has almost been buried in history, this brother is indeed not an ordinary person. After all, their clan is not much different from the extermination of the clan now, Jiu Qiansheng thought in his heart.

At this time, Zhi Guang interrupted his thoughts: "What is the sword domain?"

Not to mention a young man like him who just came out of the rivers and lakes, even in today's miserable world, not many people know the location of this place.

"Sword Domain, Sword City, and Gun World, as the name suggests, are independent of the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains." Jiu Qiansheng smiled lightly, explaining to the boy who met by chance.

Lin Chongyang continued: "The Qiluo Sword Clan, named after a pair of Qiluo ears, has an innate special understanding of swords, allowing them to quickly achieve success in the way of swords, which is called innate sense of swords.

If I remember correctly, about 500 years ago, this family was extremely prominent in the sword field. "

"Excellent talent is often accompanied by difficulties in inheritance. I am the last clansman with beautiful ears." After confessing his identity frankly, I only heard that Jiu Qiansheng changed the subject, with a bit of probing meaning:
"To be able to know this past event, Xiongtai is also an extraordinary person."

"It's all about living longer, Lin Chongyang, the great saint." Lin Chongyang shook his head lightly.

When Yu Xiaoyao was young, he had entered the Dao Realm and passed through the Sword City, and later entered the Yunhai Immortal Gate. Lin Chongyang knew something about it, and it was purely because he entered the business in the early years.

When Jiu Qiansheng heard the words, his expression became clear: "Ha, it turns out that the Emperor Sword Emperor is in front of you, I'm sorry."

The best time on the side tilted his head, he seemed to have misunderstood the popularity of Mr.

Although no one would recognize him when he was walking on the street, when he mentioned his name, even a famous master like Jiu Qiansheng would know who he was facing in the first place.

Obviously, Mr. is conspicuous in every aspect.

The young man turned his head to look at Jiuqiansheng next to him, and then at Lin Chongyang who was sitting across from him. It seemed, it seemed that the saber god next to him was indeed more conspicuous, but it shouldn't be...

"My name is the most time." The skeptical boy introduced himself.

The invisible Qi will cover the surroundings, ensuring that the content of the conversation of several people will not be known to others. The rivers and lakes belonging to Jiuqiansheng, because of his name, are not so peaceful and peaceful.

Leaking family background could easily bring calamity to tribes far away in the knife domain.

The name "Nine Thousand Wins" has brought him enough hatred, and there are countless people who challenge him because of the title of "Sword God".

They all thought that as long as they defeated him, they would be famous all over the world. Who would be willing to let go of such an opportunity?
In the face of countless challenges, some people were beheaded by Jiuqiansheng, and some were let go by him, but what they got in exchange for this benevolent act was one after another besieged.

like now.

In the inn, a young man who seemed to have heard the news, with a long sword on his back, stood in front of the table and said to Jiu Qiansheng:
"Fierce Sword Sect Lie Fei, Lord Jiuqiansheng please enlighten me."

A very standard self-reported family name, directly stating the purpose of coming, the young man with a pale complexion is undiminished, he looks like he is new to the rivers and lakes, and his physical condition is not optimistic.

"That's right, the forest prison was in a bad situation back then, so it's normal for the inheritance of the fish that escaped the net to stay." Lin Chongyang knew clearly about the visitor.

This young man named Lie Fei suffered from a heart disease. If it hadn't been for the forest prison to prolong his life, he would have died when he was young. Originally, under the operation of the city lord of time, he would have gone to a different future.