Li Qiye stood on the river bank, looking out to the other side, his eyes focused as if his gaze could penetrate the entire other side.
"There's a storm, but there's no storm; there's a storm, but there's no storm..." Just when Li Qiye looked back, a gentle whisper came to his ears.
Li Qiye looked sideways and saw a girl standing in an inconspicuous corner next to the river bank. This girl was dressed in light hemp color and was carrying an iron sword on her back. This iron sword was ancient and had Quite a few years. The girl has no makeup on. Although she cannot be said to be very beautiful, she looks delicate. Especially her beautiful eyes are full of perseverance, and a stubborn aura of not giving up is revealed from her eyes.
The girl's hair was tied behind her back, and when the river breeze blew, a few messy strands of silk passed over her face.
At this time, she was holding a flower in her hand and picked off the petals one by one. Every time she picked a petal, she whispered: "There is a storm, but there is no storm; there is a storm, but there is no storm..." She picked the petals one by one, just like that. It's like divination.
Seeing her like this, Li Qiye smiled faintly and said slowly: "There will definitely be a storm today, no need to push your luck, and it will be a big storm."
This girl was originally standing alone in a corner, out of the crowd. Now she was awakened by Li Qiye's words. She immediately raised her head. As soon as she saw Li Qiye, Li Qiye pointed out her thoughts. Her face turned red immediately and she backed away. He took a step forward and said in a low voice: "I, I, I'll come back tomorrow." He didn't dare to raise his head as he spoke.
"I'm afraid there will be a storm in a short time." Li Qiye smiled and shook his head slightly.
Hearing Li Qiye's words, the girl couldn't help but look up at the river, a little hesitant and at a loss, but unwilling to give in.
Li Qiye just smiled lightly and didn't say anything.
"Bang, bang, bang." Just at this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and a group of people came to the river. This group of people was very powerful and had the tendency to forcefully squeeze in. This made people on the riverside want to give them a hand. Make way.
At first glance, everyone saw that this group of people were all carrying long swords. At a glance, they knew that they were from the same sect. They were looking for a young woman. She was charming, with a curvy figure, full of temptation, and this woman was wearing a royal robe. , you can tell at a glance that right and wrong equals power.
"It's people from Jianzhong." Seeing this group of people, many people were secretly surprised and whispered: "People from Jianzhong Taoism are here. It's Princess Xia, the cousin of Jianzun."
"Xia Ziying, Sword Master's cousin is here. It seems Sword Master will come too." After seeing this woman, even the older generation couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
After the woman named Princess Xia arrived, she glanced at the woman who was counting petals just now.
"Hey, isn't this the rich daughter of the Ling family? She actually got money. It's rare, rare, very rare." Princess Xia immediately said with a sweet smile.
The woman counting petals wanted to leave when she saw the people in Sword Tomb, but before she could leave, Princess Xia caught her.
"I, I just came to take a look." The woman lowered her head, but she mustered up the courage to raise her head and looked directly at Princess Xia. It was obvious that there was fear in her heart, but she still raised her head. He started to look directly at Princess Xia.
"From the Ling family." After hearing Princess Xia's words, the young man didn't know what was going on. Some old monks were secretly surprised and looked at this woman.
"When money comes to the world, it's a place where money is needed at every step. I'm afraid the expenses involved will be huge." Princess Xia said with an ulterior motive with an ulterior motive.
"I, I can still afford it." The woman said slowly. Even so, she didn't have enough confidence to say this.
"That's hard to say." Princess Xia shook her head and said, "Where are you going? Maybe we are going the same way."
"I, I was just taking a look." The woman couldn't help but look elsewhere, but she felt a little guilty when she said this. There was no doubt that she was here for other things.
"They won't be in the same place as us." Princess Xia suddenly smiled like a flower and said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, Senior Brother Jianzun is coming soon. Since we are all members of the same orthodoxy, we should work together , if anything happens, let’s solve it together.”
When she heard that the Sword Lord was coming, the woman's face suddenly changed, her face turned pale, and she took several steps back. She tried her best not to expose her flaws, but she still couldn't control her emotions.
Princess Xia had a clear view of this woman's demeanor, and she suddenly felt reassured.
"Since we are all on the same journey, let's go together." Princess Xia ordered the disciples around her and said, "Go and invite Miss Ling over. We will go on the road together. When we meet Senior Brother Jianzun, we will have something to explain."
The people around Princess Xia immediately walked towards the woman. The woman's face changed drastically and she wanted to turn around and run away, but it was already too late.
Many monks present could see that this scene was not that simple, and the older generation of monks knew it very well. Some even sighed softly and said in a low voice: "It's a pity for the Ling family."
Despite this, no one stood up and said anything. After all, Jianzhong Daotong also has very strong strength in the world of Wantong.
"No need." At this moment, an arm stretched out, blocked their way, and said calmly.
The person blocking their way was Li Qiye, which made Princess Xia's people stop immediately, looked at Li Qiye, and said coldly: "Boy, get out of the way if you are sensible. This is a matter for our Sword Tomb."
"Before I take action, get out of here." Li Qiye said lightly.
"Oh——" Princess Xia saw Li Qiye's fight and immediately said with a sweet smile: "It turns out that our Ling family's daughter is hooking up with a wild man outside. No wonder she dares to spend money to find a man without spending a penny. You can make money. If not, then find two men..."
The woman's face turned red when Princess Xia laughed at her, and she was speechless for a moment.
"Believe it or not, if you keep chewing your tongue, I will pull your tongue out with my own hands." Li Qiye raised his eyelids and said calmly.
"What a loud tone." The woman's eyes suddenly sharpened, revealing a terrifying murderous intention, and she said coldly: "Boy, do you know who I am? How dare you speak so shamelessly in front of me..."
"You don't need to know, he's just a fool." Li Qiye interrupted her without politeness and said calmly.
"Things that don't know whether to live or die——" At this moment, the strong men around Princess Xia suddenly became angry, their eyes showed murderous intent, and some even had their swords unsheathed.
"A fight? Do you really want to fight?" At this moment, a hearty laugh sounded, and a young man walked over quickly.
This young man was wearing a green robe and carrying a large sack on his back. The sack was very long and filled to the brim, and he didn’t know what was stuffed inside. This young man is sunny and handsome, and always has a bright smile on his face.
"Master Pingcheng——" Upon seeing this young man, many people present immediately recognized his origin, and some people shouted in a low voice.
The strong men who were heading towards Li Qiye stopped immediately when they saw this young man. They all winked and all the disciples returned to Princess Xia's side.
"Young Master Pingcheng, one of the three young masters——" After hearing Young Master Pingcheng, even those who have never seen his name will know who the young man in front of them is.
Young Master Pingcheng, one of the three Young Masters in the Wan Tong Realm, is as famous as Young Master Huichun and Young Master Panlong. However, Young Master Huichun has died, and now there are only two Young Masters left among the three Young Masters.
Mr. Pingcheng, no one knows his real name, and no one knows which sect he comes from. Everyone only knows that he comes from Pingcheng and lives in Pingcheng, so everyone calls him Mr. Pingcheng.
Now that Master Pingcheng suddenly appeared here, many people were secretly surprised, because there were rumors that Master Pingcheng rarely left Pingcheng and spent most of his time in Pingcheng.
"Young Master Pingcheng, I have admired you for a long time." Princess Xia looked dignified and noble at this time, clasping her fists towards Young Master Pingcheng, looking dignified and generous.
"It turns out to be Princess Xia. It's been a long time." Mr. Pingcheng said with a smile: "I met the Sword Master some time ago, and he bought a sword from me. Does Princess Xia want to fight? Do you want one?"
Sword Lord is a famous and powerful man today, and also an amazing genius. Only people like Mr. Pingcheng dare to call him so directly.
"No, we are just on our way." Princess Xia showed a beautiful smile and said hurriedly: "Next time, I will invite you to our Sword Tomb as a guest."
"Okay." Mr. Pingcheng said with some disappointment when he saw Commander Xia leaving.
At this time, Princess Xia scattered a large amount of real coins. She heard the sound of "dang, clang, clang", and the real coins fell with a "crash". A huge wooden boat appeared in the river, and all of a sudden she collected the real coins. Got all the real coins.
"Let's go." Princess Xia jumped on the canoe and took everyone in the canoe to the other side. At this time, she did not embarrass the girl anymore because she didn't want others to know something.
"Want to buy a sword?" Just when Li Qiye was about to cross the river, Mr. Pingcheng immediately came over with a smile on his face and the sun was shining brightly.
Li Qiye glanced at him, and Master Pingcheng was very enthusiastic. He immediately took off the sack on his back and opened it. He saw that it was filled with a bag of densely packed bamboo swords, which were cut very finely.
"These are all good swords. They were whittled by my own hands. Brother, do you want one? Such good swords are great weapons for self-defense." Mr. Pingcheng immediately started selling his bamboo sword to Li Qiye.
Many monks present were already used to it, because Mr. Pingcheng had always been like this. No matter what kind of big shot he saw, he would sell his bamboo sword. Of course, there were also some big shots who would buy it from him because of his reputation. One or two bamboo swords.
In fact, for many strong monks, such bamboo swords are of no use at all.
