When An Qing woke up, he had a splitting headache and asked Mr. Jian three major questions in life.
who I am?
where am I?
What should I do?
Master Jian chuckled and replied seriously: "You are An Qing, and you want to be a swordsman in Yiyang Continent."
An Qing: "..."
An Qing was speechless for a moment, then stood up to stretch his muscles and went downstairs. Just as he was about to go out, he heard something very lively outside. He turned his head and was stunned.
I saw the hook-nosed young man, several of his followers, and dozens of servants surrounding the entrance of the inn.
An Qing frowned and did not go out immediately.
The hook-nosed young man sat on a stool brought from the inn, crossed his legs and shouted arrogantly to the shopkeeper who was bowing his head: "I don't care, as long as you don't call me out, I will do it." I will keep blocking the door and stop your business."
The shopkeeper looked embarrassed and kept saying nice things, but the hook-nosed young man refused to agree.
Fortunately, these two inns are also time-honored in Tianlu City, and there are naturally powerful forces behind them. The hook-nosed young man knows the pros and cons, but they are just blocking them. If it were another inn, he would have smashed it long ago.
The shopkeeper had no choice but to sigh and return to the inn. As soon as he entered the lobby, he saw An Qing standing in front of the counter. He said with a happy face: "Guestkeeper, you are finally awake. Mr. Zhao has been waiting for you for a long time."
"Oh? Looking for me?"
An Qing smiled faintly and glanced outside the door casually, "What is Mr. Zhao? Tell me."
The shopkeeper's face was startled when he heard this, and he glanced at An Qing in surprise, and then said: "Sir, the man sitting at the door is Mr. Zhao Wu of the Zhao family of Tianlu City's first caravan. The Zhao family has a large territory here. He has the support of the Immortal Sect behind him, so Mr. Zhao relies on his family's influence to wander around the outer city."
An Qing was startled when he heard this, touched his nose and said to himself: "This world is quite small."
It turns out that Mr. Zhao is the husband-in-law of Bai Yuanwai's daughter-in-law. When Bai Yuanwai told the story, An Qing didn't know it yet.
The shopkeeper didn't know what An Qing meant and sighed: "Hey! It's really strange. The Bai family is already lonely. I didn't expect that an elder from the Ancestral Dragon Society would be disturbed to visit the Bai family. I heard that the little girl is That elder attaches great importance to the Phoenix Body, and now, the Zhao family is looking for someone from the Bai family."
"Oh?" An Qing raised his eyebrows: "Is there such a thing?"
The shopkeeper said: "Isn't that right? The second daughter of the Zhao family was originally the daughter-in-law of the Bai family. Taking advantage of the weak situation of the Bai family, she took advantage of the situation and left the Bai family. Everyone knows that now, because of that little girl, the second daughter of the Zhao family has brought a group of people with her. We were making trouble there, and I heard that we even brought immortals with us..."
When the shopkeeper said this, he glanced secretly outside the inn and said in a low voice: "Sir, Mr. Zhao seems to have brought an immortal with him. We are good guys and don't want to suffer the loss in front of us. I think you should go through the back door to avoid being caught by him." If it is done right, it will be bad."
An Qing glanced at the shopkeeper and smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, shopkeeper, but it's okay. You can go about your business. I'll go out to meet them and send them away so you can do business."
"Objective, you...hey!"
Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, An Qing walked towards the door in a dashing way. At this time, it was too late to stop him, so he had no choice but to sigh.
"Oh! Boy, you are finally willing to come out!"
When Zhao Wu saw An Qing coming out, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said hey, "You are brave, aren't you afraid that the helpers brought by me will beat you to a disability?"
An Qing stood outside the inn door and glanced at Zhao Wu and the people standing respectfully behind him, "I seem to remember that Tianlu City does not allow private fights, right?"
"Private fighting is indeed not allowed in Tianlu City, but..." Zhao Wu stood up, clapped his hands in a pretentious manner, and sneered: "Do you dare to compete with the immortal master behind me in the martial arts arena?"
An Qing glanced at the person behind Zhao Wu, and saw that the person was about forty years old, carrying a silver sword behind his back, with a strong back and a strong waist, and an unusually cold face. He was actually a practitioner, and his realm was the second. The great realm of bone tempering.
Although this person's aura was restrained and well controlled, An Qing could still smell a strong smell of blood beyond the perception of ordinary monks.
Apparently this man killed animals frequently.
When Zhao Wu saw An Qing didn't answer, he sneered, "What? Don't you dare?"
An Qing's lips curled up slightly, he folded his hands and said, "What's not to be afraid of? But, why should I compare with him?"
"If you don't dare, you just don't dare. Why are you pretending!" Zhao Wu teased: "You still say that you are a swordsman, and that's all you have? You might as well go back and drink milk as soon as possible."
The followers took this opportunity to build momentum and laughed loudly: "This guy said he was a sword cultivator with a broken sword. Yesterday he bullied us mortals. Today we found the immortal master and he gave up. It's really shameless. , ah! This shameful thing only dares to bully us mortals."
When the crowd of onlookers who didn't know why heard this, they immediately looked at An Qing with contempt and started talking one after another.
An Qing shook his head and said: "I didn't say no, it's just..."
Seeing An Qing hesitate to speak, Zhao Wu thought An Qing was irritated, sneered in his heart, struck while the iron was hot and shouted: "It's just nothing, draw the line!"
An Qing glanced at Zhao Wu, chuckled and said, "Do you have anything valuable to bet on?"
"Ha! I thought it was something, but it turned out to be money." Zhao Wu looked at An Qing with a sneer, and patted his chest: "Don't worry, our family has plenty of money. As long as you agree to the martial arts competition, any amount is fine."
An Qing was surprised: "I mean the Ling Yuan Crystal, the best kind."
Hiss~
The crowd of onlookers took a breath when they heard this, and pointed out that they wanted Ling Yuan Crystal, but they also wanted the best...
What is Lingyuan Crystal? Everyone in Tianlu City knows it, whether they are monks or mortals. Ordinary mortals have a few pieces of low-grade Lingyuan Crystal and will carefully hide them as family heirlooms. Even monks have hundreds of pieces of medium-grade Lingyuan Crystal. Ling Yuan Jing will be extremely happy.
This young man wants to be the best when he opens his mouth...
Not to mention, the boy is quite good.
Seeing everyone's reaction, An Qing was slightly stunned and said in his heart: "Master Jian, is the top-grade Spiritual Crystal very rare?"
Master Jian said unceremoniously: "Nonsense!"
An Qing: "..."
An Qing pondered, and suddenly discovered a cognitive blind spot. His lavish spending in Tianlu City these days seemed... inappropriate!
"Boy, you are not afraid of Feng Da flashing your tongue. You can have the best spiritual crystal if you want to. Not to mention my Zhao family, I have probably only seen it in other families, but I can guarantee that there is absolutely no such thing. If you Dare you bet, I will immediately order someone to bring out 100 pieces of middle-grade spiritual essence crystal from home. If you lose, give me everything you have on you, take off your clothes, and walk out of Tianlu City to fend for yourself in the wild grassland. , do you dare?"
When they heard that Zhao Wu was going to take out a hundred pieces of spiritual essence crystals, the crowd of people watching were also startled.
A hundred pieces of spiritual essence crystals are a sky-high price for a mortal, and they are also not a small amount for a large caravan family like the Zhao family.
When the followers heard this, their expressions changed and they were about to persuade them, but An Qing got the better of them.
An Qing smiled and said: "As I said, I am a sword cultivator. If you dare not do anything, a hundred dollars is enough. Let's go and lead the way!"
"Okay! Let's go!"
The onlookers couldn't help but look at each other, and some cheered that it was a lot of fun to watch.
