There is a large lake in Zhujian Mountain called Jianhu Lake.
Not "sword", but "jian".
Jianhu Lake is very big, and it takes an hour to walk around the lake.
Jianhu Lake is also very deep. It is said that the deepest point reaches the foot of Zhujian Mountain.
Jianlu is located in Zhujian Mountain, but few people can find Jianlu.
Rumor has it that the Sword House is in Jianhu Lake of the Sword Making Mountain, and all the century-old swords whose owners have not been recognized are in the Sword House.
At this moment, an old man with white hair was standing next to Jianhu Lake.
The old man was short, slightly hunched, with white beard and hair, and his messy white hair was tied randomly on his head. He looks like a slovenly old man on the street. But the old man's whole body was full of a sense of disobedience.
The upper body is wearing a white short shirt, revealing clear-cut tendons.
It took countless years of practice for these arms to acquire their current terrifying explosive power.
The old man is none other than Guo Ji, the chief swordsmith of Jianlu's generation.
Guo Jiben was the son of a farmer at the foot of Zhujian Mountain. When he was young, he went to Zhujian Mountain and became a swordsmith.
Guo Ji's experience is mediocre, and his current status is built by his hammer and hammer.
Each century-old sword consumes the efforts of all the swordsmiths in the entire sword house. Some swordsmiths died before the sword was completed, and they would never be able to see the swords they forged shine in the world.
But they will always be proud of their reputation as swordsmiths in Jianlu.
Swordsmen are obsessed with swords.
The same goes for swordsmiths.
Guo Ji looked at the calm Jianhu Lake and suddenly said: "This time the rules of the Hundred Years Sword have been changed. There is no limit on the number of places. Anyone who can enter Zhujian Mountain will have a chance to compete with the Hundred Years Sword."
A figure walked out from behind Guo Ji. It was none other than Li Haomiao, who had disappeared after being defeated by Xiang Ji.
"If this is the case, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of confusion. After all, it is very easy to enter the Sword-making Mountain. And the quota of a century-old sword has been promised to all parties." Li Haomiao said.
Guo Ji glared at Li Haomiao angrily and said, "I can do whatever I want regarding Jianlu. It's not your turn to intervene yet."
Spit flies everywhere.
Li Haomiao looked at Guo Ji with disgust.
"In the past, only those invited by Jianlu could enter the Sword-making Mountain. This has never changed. What's wrong with you, old man, that you dare to break the rules left by your ancestors?"
Li Haomiao once helped Guo Ji make swords. With that kindness, he asked Guo Ji for two places, which was enough for Yu Zhi and Ye Qinghuan.
Li Haomiao naturally doesn't like more people competing for the Centennial Sword.
Guo Ji looked at Jianhu Lake again, and then looked at the sky. "Jianhu Lake is deep and calm on the surface, but there are turbulent undercurrents under the water. The sky is very high, and the wind and clouds are treacherous high in the sky."
"Li Haomiao, troubled times are coming."
Guo Ji's voice was a little sad, which also stunned Li Haomiao.
Guo Ji continued: "The movements of night ghosts are getting louder and louder. Sooner or later, these dirty things will start a war in the world. In this troubled world, the world cannot avoid it, and this sword-making mountain cannot avoid it."
"For countless years in the past, Sword House has forged swords for sword masters all over the world. Countless people have obtained swords from Sword House, but there are only a few who will stand up for the swordsmiths of Sword House."
"This time, when entering the Sword-making Mountain, practitioners who want to fight for the century-old sword must sign a contract with Jianlu. If one day, Jianlu is in trouble, he must protect him in front of Jianlu."
Although Li Haomiao understood Guo Ji's starting point, he still said: "Old Guo, you want to exchange this century-old sword for a group of bodyguards. But there is only one century-old sword, and your deal is too deceptive."
Guo Ji showed a sneer and said scoundrelly: "You sword cultivators are the ones who are being cheated. They say that Sword Cottage is the holy place for sword cultivators, but I don't believe these nonsense. These sword cultivators never see anyone when they have nothing to do. At that time, I was too diligent. I just want to see who doesn’t want this century-old sword!"
Li Haomiao curled his lips and didn't care about these other things.
He also stayed in Zhujian Mountain for a few days, waiting for Yu Zhi and Ye Qinghuan to come here.
There is only one sword for a hundred years, it depends on the luck of the two of them.
Li Haomiao had just taken a few steps when he heard Guo Ji say: "By the way, that boy Xiang Ji doesn't really think he defeated you, does he?"
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Jiangnan City is becoming more and more lively.
Gambling games have been opened in major gambling houses, and they are betting on who can get this century-old sword.
Almost all the people in Jiangnan City, as long as they had some money in their hands, placed bets.
Yu Zhi looked at the sign hanging in the gambling house. This is a gambling game jointly conducted by the major gambling houses in Jiangnan City, and the odds of each are exactly the same.
The lower the odds, the greater the chance that this person will get the century-old sword from the gambling house's perspective.
What surprised Yu Zhi was that Ye Qinghuan was not the one with the lowest odds.
This made Yu Zhi a little angry.
Bailu City Sword Book, one for one.
Lingzhou Cao Jiujian, one pays three.
Ye Qinghuan, pay five to one.
Sword crazy, one pays six
Miaoyin'an Zhuqingzhulan, one pays six
...
White jade, pay twenty for one.
If you are locked up, you will be compensated twenty-five points.
...
When Yu Zhi saw Bai Yu's odds, he couldn't help laughing.
With Bai Yu's arrogant temper, he would definitely be furious when he saw these odds.
This odds represents the candidate that the major gambling houses in Jiangnan City are optimistic about.
The sword book in Bailu City ranks first, and he is obviously the most promising person to win the sword.
Cao Jiujian, Jian Chi...these are the most popular figures in Jiangnan City today.
Yu Zhi touched his pocket, took out a stack of banknotes, and said to the waiter: "Give me Ye Qinghuan, ten thousand taels."
Yu Zhi knew there was no shortage of money, but he used it very little. He even hadn't spent all the money he had stolen from Jiang Yi in Cangshan.
Soon, the waiter brought back a special wooden sign.
The wooden sign was broken into two halves, one half was in Yu Zhi's place, and the other half was in the hands of the gambling house.
If he wins the bet, Yu Zhi can take this half wooden sign and come to the gambling house to exchange it.
Li Wantong asked from the side: "If Qing Huan takes a century-old sword, what about you?"
As Yu Zhi's wife, Li Wantong naturally thought that good things would be Yu Zhi's turn.
Yu Zhi said indifferently: "Qing Huan needs this sword more than me. And he is much more powerful than me. As for me, I can just find one on the mountain. It's better than the fine iron in the world."
"Or, find a few more. It's enough for me."
Li Wantong smiled and said, "You always leave good things to others."
Yu Zhi also smiled.
Just as the two were about to walk out of the gambling house, they heard Fang Tao's voice.
"Hey, call your boss out. What a broken list. Why is there no name of my boss!"
"Hurry up and write it to me. My boss is not dead yet. When the time comes to seize the sword, he won't even have a chance to win. Aren't you guys going to make all the money?"
Fang Tao also heard the news in the inn.
No one in Jiangnan City took it seriously, but Fang Tao took it seriously.
How can a person who has been hit by a peacock feather survive?
How can a person who even Li Haomiao admits to be dead survive?
Fang Tao rushed into the gambling house with a group of guards.
Mr. Fang Xiaohou's reputation was well-established in Jiangnan City.
How dare you offend the gambling shop owner? A dead person's name should just be added, right? But how should we write this odds?
Old God Fang Tao was sitting on a chair on the ground, waiting for the gambling boss to serve him.
Yu Zhi and Li Wantong glanced at the crowd and left.
This year, the rules of Zhujian Mountain have changed. Yu Zhi could take Li Wantong up the mountain with him without revealing his identity.
If there is no chance to fight for the century-old sword, Yu Zhi will not take action.
The birth of a century-old sword is a rare event.
Countless people want to see it in person.
In the past, people who could only watch from the foot of the mountain now have the opportunity to watch the century-old sword up close.
There was only one day left before the birth of the century-old sword. The foothills of Zhujian Mountain were full of carriages and horses, and many people were already waiting at the foot of the mountain.
There are unused thatched houses in the nearby villages, and you can stay in them for one night just by paying some money.
Although it is not as good as the inns in Jiangnan City, it is much better than sleeping in the open air.
Yu Zhi and Li Wantong came with carriages and horses. They brought food in the carriages and didn't need anything else.
The carriage was parked in the woods outside the village, and other carriages and horses were parked not far away. But they are far apart from each other and do not disturb each other.
Make a fire and put up a shelf.
Yu Zhi put the marinated pork on the shelf, and soon there was a sizzling sound.
The aroma spread throughout the forest.
Yu Zhi is a person who knows how to enjoy things. Since he has the conditions, he cannot wrong himself.
Li Wantong wanted to help, but Yu Zhi stopped him several times before giving up the opportunity to show off his cooking skills.
"Have Qing Huan and the others arrived too?" Li Wantong looked around the forest, trying to find Ye Qinghuan and the others.
Yu Zhi said: "Qing Huan will not be late. He is probably resting somewhere now. However, he is more casual than me. In the evening, he will have a steamed bun and a drink of water to cushion his stomach, and then he will pass."
Yu Zhi said proudly to Li Wantong: "You, follow me and enjoy the blessings."
The sizzling and greasy barbecue made Li Wantong's stomach growl.
Obviously hungry and greedy.
Yu Zhi cut off a piece of meat and put it on Li Wantong's plate, and poured a glass of gentleman's smile for Li Wantong.
The aroma of wine mixed with the aroma of meat is intoxicating.
After doing all this, Yu Zhi glanced into the darkness and said, "Tong'er, you eat first. I'll go out."
Yu Zhi walked deep into the forest, and a figure appeared behind him, it was Ning Huan.
"Where are Qing Huan and Ruoruo?"
Ning Huan said: "They have arrived at Zhujian Mountain. Grandmaster Li is also at Zhujian Mountain."
Yu Zhi nodded and listened to Ning Huan continue: "Myanyu Tower has not been peaceful recently. It is said that someone paid a lot of money to hire the killer of Yanyu Tower, and one of them is the left guardian of Yanyu Tower. I don't know the identity of the employer yet, nor I don’t know what the purpose is.”
"Yanyu Tower, the number one killer organization in Nanzhou. They won't come to deal with me as a dead person." Yu Zhi said with a smile, "Let Qing Huan and the others be careful. Nanzhou is Xiang Ji's territory after all."
"Okay!" Ning Huan responded, and the figure disappeared into the darkness.
Ning Huan was originally a killer, walking in the darkness. Now that he has returned to his old profession, no one is more familiar with the world of killers than he is.
Yu Zhi turned around and walked back. After taking a few steps, he saw many people surrounding Li Wantong.
"Girl, how much is this wine and meat? We all want it."
