Compared with his attire, his pair of Qiluo ears, which are as green as jade, are the most well-known feature of Jiu Qiansheng. Their origins are mysterious. As a foreign aristocrat, he has a very high reputation and power in today's world.
At the last moment, he looked back and said in hindsight, "Sir, did we take this road on purpose?"
To be honest, he had been lucky enough to see this place a few times in the past two months.
However, generally no one dares to do anything in the city. They usually fight outside the city or around the fire. Some people even choose to poison.
Jianghu is all about Jianghu, as long as it doesn't affect innocent people, no one will care.
"Are you just realizing it now?" Lin Chongyang put down his chopsticks: "Otherwise, why do you think you can hear news about him all the time?"
He was a little dazed for the most part: "Huh? I thought that such a strong man must be famous in the world and be known to everyone."
"There are talented people in the world from generation to generation, and each has led the way for decades. Everyone knows that this is somewhat exaggerated, but there is nothing wrong with being famous in the world."
At the same time as he spoke, Lin Chongyang also turned his attention to the figure who entered the inn. The other person seemed to sense something and cast his gaze over.
The two people's eyes met for a moment, and then they turned around.
The discussion in the inn became much quieter, and people upstairs even peeked out their heads to look down. When famous people appear in public, they always attract all kinds of attention.
Then, a warm voice came from the counter: "Shopkeeper, two pots of Baili smell the fragrance."
After a short period of silence, the inn became lively again.
"That's it." The moment he put down his chopsticks, he seemed to understand.
Lin Chongyang looked at him and chuckled: "Why, are you a little disappointed?"
The young man was stunned for a moment. The information he had heard during this period had indeed affected his understanding in some aspects, but the world was indeed not as beautiful as he imagined.
"There are some." He said, his words mixed with unconcealed doubts.
"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 have everything written on his face. Lin Chongyang explained to the young man:
"Do you still remember what I told you? If a warrior focuses on victory and defeat, gain and loss, then he will never be able to become a saint.
The goal of most Jianghu people is to kill Zhang San today to become famous, and to get rid of Li Si tomorrow to become invincible, that's all. "
Just when they were about to speak, a voice as gentle as the breeze sounded from behind. Then, the strong man named Jiu Qian Sheng walked to their table and praised:
"Brother's words are so profound that they make 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.
Not paying attention to the empty porcelain plate on the table, Jiu Qiansheng said calmly: "We meet everywhere in life. Brother, do you mind sharing the table?"
"If you don't mind, it's okay to share a table with us."
Lin Chongyang stacked up the porcelain plates on his left hand, and then made a greeting gesture.
At the same time, Shi Ji, who had quick eyes and quick hands, also took action, stacking the remaining porcelain plates together to make space on the table.
Putting two bottles of wine on the table, Jiu Qian Sheng pulled out a spare bench from the table leg. After taking a seat, he introduced himself: "I am Yu Qian Sheng, from the Sword Realm."
"It is also a great blessing that the Qiluo Sword Clan still has descendants alive." Lin Chongyang was not surprised by this.
Knowing that this name is about to be buried in history, this brother is indeed an ordinary person. After all, their clan is not far away from being exterminated, Jiu Qian Sheng thought in his heart.
At this moment, Momo interrupted his thoughts: "What is the sword realm?"
Let alone a young man like him who is new to the world, not many people know this location even in today's difficult world.
"The Sword Realm, the Sword City, the Gun Realm, as the names suggest, are independent of the Jianghu in the Central Plains." Jiu Qiansheng chuckled and explained to the young man who met by chance.
Lin Chongyang continued: "The Qiluo Sword Clan is named after a pair of Qiluo ears. They have an innate special understanding of the sword, which allows them to quickly achieve success in the way of the sword, which is called innate sword sense.
If I remember correctly, about fifteen hundred years ago, this clan was extremely prominent in the Sword Domain. "
"Outstanding talents are often accompanied by difficulties in inheritance. I am the last tribesman born with Qiluo ears." After admitting his identity frankly, Jiu Qian Sheng changed the subject, with a hint of inquiry:
"My brother is an extraordinary person who can know this past event."
"Just live longer, Hongdao Saint Yuan Lin Chongyang." Lin Chongyang shook his head gently.
When Yu Xiaoyao was young, he broke into the Sword Realm and passed through the Sword City, and later became a member of the Yunhai Immortal Sect. Lin Chongyang knew something about it, and it was purely because he had done business in the early years.
When Jiu Qian Sheng heard this, his expression became clear: "Ha, it turns out that the Sword Emperor is in front of you, disrespectful."
Momo on the side tilted his head. He seemed to have some misunderstanding about the teacher's popularity.
Although no one would recognize him when he walked on the street, when his name was mentioned, even a master as famous as Jiu Qiansheng would immediately know who he was facing.
Obviously, sir, he is very conspicuous in every aspect.
The young man turned his head and looked at Jiu Qian Sheng beside him, and then at Lin Chongyang sitting opposite. It seemed that the sword god next to him was indeed more conspicuous, but this shouldn't be...
"My name is Zaiguang." The doubtful young man introduced himself.
Invisible Qi shrouded the surroundings, ensuring that the content of the conversation between the few people would not be known to others. The Jianghu belonging to Jiu Qiansheng, because of his name, was not as peaceful and peaceful.
If one's family wealth is revealed, it will easily bring disaster to the tribes far away in the Sword Territory.
The name "Jiu Qian Sheng" aroused a lot of hatred for him, and there were countless people who challenged him because of the title "God of Swords".
They all thought that as long as they defeated him, they would become famous in the world. Who would be willing to let go of such an opportunity?
Facing countless challenges, some people were killed by Jiu Qian Sheng, and some were let go by him. However, this kind act was rewarded with one round of siege after another.
Like now.
In the inn, a young man who seemed to have come after hearing the news stood in front of the table with a long sword on his back and said to Jiu Qian Sheng:
"Liefei of Liejian Sect, please give me some advice from Lord Jiuqian Sheng."
A very standard way of announcing his home address and stating his purpose of coming. The young man, who looked a little pale, had a fighting spirit on his face. He looked like he was new to the world, and his physical condition was not optimistic.
"That's right. The forest prison was in a miserable state back then, so it's normal for the inheritance of the fish that slipped through the net to be left behind." Lin Chongyang knew clearly about the visitor.
This young man named Li Fei suffered from a heart disease. If it had not been for the strange method of the forest to extend his life, he would have died when he was young. Originally, under the operation of the Time City Lord, his fate would also lead to a different future.
