Chapter 128: Thunder in the City of Swordsmanship in the World

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Among the three people in the group, Han Xi was particularly skilled in archery and his eyesight was naturally good, but he could not clearly see the sudden appearance of the big city in front of him.

The caravans and horses also stopped, and many of them had very good eyesight. When they saw a majestic and majestic city lying in front of them, they were so shocked that they could hardly utter a word. No one knew that in this desolate ancient country, there was such a majestic city that was no less than the capital of Qiling.

Lao Sanjin had already seen the entire giant city just now. He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air and said absently, "I have been traveling all over the world and have seen a lot over the years. This is the first time I have seen such a magnificent city." Wudangguan, known as the main gate of Zhongzhou, when I first saw it, I thought it was the best in the world, but compared with this city, it was probably just a few walls."

"The city is a good city, but who can say for sure whether it is a fairyland on earth or a cold ghostland in such a giant city shrouded in clouds and mist." The leader became more and more difficult to speak, and the bumps along the way undoubtedly made him more seriously injured. After all, he hadn't drank water for a long time, which made his voice hoarse.

The rules established by the master himself cannot be broken.

Anyone in the caravan, regardless of being the leader of the team, should not rely on their seniority and position to carry more water than others when drinking water is in short supply.

Everyone had their own thoughts and were waiting outside the city.

Fortunately, not long after, the man poked his head out from the city wall and waved to everyone, "You are welcome to enter the city. The city lord has given permission. When you are all satisfied with your drink, please come to the city lord's house to have a chat."

Of course, everyone was extremely happy. After all, they had been short of water for a long time, and most people's mouths were cracked and bleeding. They thought that if they could drink a sip of water, they would not change even if they were given the throne, so they quickly entered the city.

The first day I entered the city, the rolling sand flow outside the city had disappeared without a trace. Let alone the painful gravel hitting my face, even the roaring wind dissipated and turned into soft breezes that lingered around me. It's Kit Kat.

The most puzzling thing is that the buildings in the city are lined up in rows. At first glance, the top ones look magnificent, but if you look closely, they have a very elegant and ancient charm.

There are flowing eaves and flying tiles laid out on them, and the ridged beasts on the eaves are vivid, as if they want to break through the shackles of the whole body and stretch their waists and arched backs; there are bead curtains rolled up on the pavilions, but there are still two strings left, singing softly in the breeze.

The streets of the city are extremely neat and tidy, even reflecting a faint fluorescent light under the sunlight. Many men dressed as literati sat on the ground and listened to an old man's story on the street. When they heard the wonderful things, they couldn't help but cheer. They raised the contents of their cups to signal to their friends and drank them all in one gulp. The urchins were playing and accidentally knocked over the street. A potted bonsai with fragrant flowers at the door of a nearby house made the woman pretend to be angry for a while, and she immediately wrinkled her tender cheeks. The woman couldn't laugh or cry at the sight. She immediately took out a few green fruits and handed them to the naughty boy. The latter took the green fruits and burst into laughter. Ears from ear to ear.

Everyone in the caravan was surprised by the peace and tranquility in the city, so many rough men quietly took out their scratching hands from their arms, and even some young caravan guys looked at the thinly dressed woman. I blushed for some reason.

Everyone felt at peace in their hearts, guessing that the fairyland was probably nothing more than this.

The man led everyone to drink water from the big well in the city, answering questions along the way. After a while, they arrived at the well.

"Everyone, feel free to drink as much as you like. Ever since Mocheng was established, Mosheng Lake has never been drunk. Mocheng has not seen visitors for many years. The city lord has specially asked me to entertain you well. Everyone Don't be polite, just try to quench your thirst." The man joked, invisibly dispelling most of the people's embarrassment.

Most of the people are married and have children, but there are still some young children who have not yet married. As soon as we entered the city, many people in the city were curious and followed the caravan all the way. In addition to the elderly people, there were of course countless children and women among them. The first two are fine, but the women here are extremely beautiful and dignified, and the people wear very thin cloth, and most of them are barefoot, so the women's jade feet are so dazzling that these young people's eyes hurt.

As the saying goes, porridge is as sweet as honey when you are hungry, not to mention that after being without water for a long time, everyone was almost thirsty. There were dozens of buckets full of water, so everyone in the caravan drank it happily and felt full in their stomachs.

Except for Yun Zhong, the three of them drank slowly and in small sips, while everyone else drank in large gulps, drinking with great pleasure.

"It seems that the water in this well is indeed the clear water brought from Daquan Lake. It is sweet and refreshing. It is really refreshing." Han Xi put down the water bag, leaned against the well and spoke slowly, as if he had finally put aside the doubts in his heart, and his whole body It’s also quite a stretch.

"Brother Han, have you ever drank the water from Daquan Lake?" Yun Zhong was also feeling comfortable. The clear water entered his throat, as if the dry fields were flooded with water. His limbs and bones felt relaxed. He sat cross-legged by the well and asked.

Tang Bufeng laughed when he heard this and said, "Captain Han is an old man in the caravan. Not to mention that he has drank it, I'm afraid he has drank it no less than ten times."

The young man chuckled and winked at Han Xi. Tang Bufeng happened to see him on the side and gave the young man a sharp look and said nothing.

Between life and death, sharing weal and woe, the relationship between the two is naturally no longer the same as before. Tang Bufeng was not that ignorant young man, so he naturally wanted to express something in his words.

"But there is indeed something weird about this place." Han Xi pondered, but couldn't say what was weird at the moment, so he could only frown and drink water.

The young man was thinking about cleaning his sword. He was a little puzzled when he heard this, but there were too many people around him, so it was difficult to ask questions at the moment. Tang Bufeng, who was beside him, patted Yun Zhong's shoulder quietly and motioned for Yun Zhong to come over.

"What Captain Han said is indeed reasonable. Let's not talk about when a huge city was erected in this ancient country. Just when we entered the city, the wind and sand suddenly stopped suddenly, which was extremely unexpected. This is one of them." Tang Bufeng glanced around, but there was no trace. He said, "Secondly, it never rains here, and there are many flowing eaves in the city, which can allow rainwater to pour down without crushing the eaves or causing leakage in the house."

The young man's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of worry in his heart.

What Tang Bufeng said was true. Although this second point seemed a bit far-fetched to him, the sudden stop of the wind and sand really made him very confused.

There are naturally many skilled craftsmen in the world who can withstand the raging wind, but at first glance, this city does not seem to have much abnormality. Just like the wind and sand in the city have calmed down, leaving only the breeze blowing on the face, something is indeed wrong.

Just as he was thinking of this, the young man heard someone shouting in the city, and the shouting was instantly suppressed by the thunder, which shook the entire giant city.

I saw the back door of the giant city opened wide, and thousands of white clouds emerged.

At first glance, it looks like clouds; at second glance, it looks like thousands of horses galloping.