Moyun Mansion. Zhenwu Hall. Five thousand years ago, when the Daqian Dynasty was founded, the country was at its peak. The Taizu of Daqian established the Zhenwu Hall in order to suppress the sects in the world.
At that time, Zhenwu Hall was majestic and arrogant. However, after five thousand years of wind, frost and rain, the Daqian Dynasty I was in the sunset, and Zhenwu Hall also lost its former glory.
In fact, it has been occupied by various major sects and has become a tool for the sects to control the court. In the hall, smoke curled up from a dark copper-colored incense burner, and three people sat facing each other in the hall.
A man was running around in white clothes, with a sword behind his back, his head covered with white hair, and his whole body exuded an icy aura. This person is the contemporary deputy sect leader of Wuliang Sword Sect: Chen Shuzhi.
Opposite him is a peerless beauty who still has charm and exudes endless charm. This beauty is wearing a red robe, with a red fan spinning in her crystal clear right hand.
This person is Huangfu Meihua, the great elder of Huoyan Valley. Opposite the two men was an old man with a dark face. He was short in stature and even had a stooped back.
At this moment, this man had his eyelids drawn, as if he was sleeping but not sleeping, as if he was indifferent to everything around him. Chen Shuzhi's expression was cold, like an ice cube that had never melted for thousands of years: "You two must have received news about last night's situation. There were more than forty weird incidents throughout the night."
"Although they are all low-level evil spirits, this matter is weird..." Huangfu Meihua listened silently, and the smile on his face faded, as if he remembered something: "What does Sect Leader Chen mean?" Chen Shuzhi's surroundings became even colder, and he spat out Two words: "Black Tide." Four thousand years ago, a black tide blew from the endless wasteland, and countless ghosts and spirits were mixed in it, causing annihilation. This caused the direct decline of the Daqian Dynasty, which was at its peak at that time. To this day, he is still living.
There are countless written records about that black tide, which can be summed up in two words: horror. Of course, the black tide Chen Shuzhi mentioned was not the scale of that year, but a small black tide.
Large cities, with millions of people gathered, are unimaginably attractive to ghosts and evil spirits.
Every hundred years, those weird things in the wilderness will spontaneously gather together and attack the human city.
Kuroshio? Huangfu Meihua's face darkened: "Counting the time, the last time a black tide broke out in Moyun Mansion was 80 years ago. Now it is really possible..." She turned to look at the old man opposite: "Hall Master Tong, this What do you think?"
"What do you think?" The old man raised his eyelids and narrowed his eyes: "I'll lie down and watch..."
"You two are powerful men of the Moyun Mansion. All matters of the Moyun Mansion are handled by the two of you. You can decide by yourself. There is no need to ask me." The old man is the leader of the Zhenwu Hall of the Moyun Mansion. He comes from the Daqian court, but he is only a bare commander. Yiying's men all came from the local sect, and he could not command anyone, so he simply acted as a clay Bodhisattva.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Huangfu Meihua's mouth, but it disappeared quickly. She said to Chen Shuzhi: "The Black Tide matter is not a trivial matter. You and I can send capable officers to go to the wasteland together to investigate the situation."
"What do you think, Sect Master Chen?"
"Good!" Chen Shuzhi agreed with the other party's suggestion and decided to investigate the matter. At this time, Huangfu Meihua said again: "What happened last night, there were no less than a thousand victims in Moyun City. Can we please comfort..." Chen Shuzhi's expression did not change at all, and he said without any fluctuation in his tone: "It's not necessary, just a few died. Just a pariah.”
"These untouchables are like weeds in the winter solstice. As long as they don't die out, a new batch will grow after a while."...... The Crazy Sword Guild is stationed there.
Jiang Yan arrived here in a carriage. He glanced at the open door and walked forward step by step. Now that he has recovered from his injuries, he naturally has to put it on the agenda to go to the wilderness to hunt weirdos and accumulate weird points to restore his cultivation.
However, this time Jiang Yan did not plan to fight alone, but specifically looked for a team like the Crazy Sword Society, which made a fortune from hunting weirdos, to form a team.
The last time he walked out of the wasteland, he inexplicably encountered a black coffin by the lake and almost died. This made him fearful of the wasteland outside Moyun City.
So he decided to team up with the Crazy Swordsmen Association, who knew the wasteland situation better. In this case, relying on the other party's experience, you can avoid some extremely dangerous places.
For him, although it would be slower to accumulate weird points, he would not encounter those terrifying dangers for no reason.
Obviously he could steadily earn weird points and gradually become stronger, so Jiang Yan would certainly not be discouraged. Jiang Yan walked into the Crazy Sword Club's headquarters. As soon as he came to the door, he saw a man and a woman entangled on the left.
The man is tall and tall, of medium appearance, with a heavy hammer hanging from his waist. The woman has a pretty face and a graceful figure, but when faced with a man's entanglement, her face is more or less impatient.
"Excuse me?" Jiang Yan stepped forward: "Where is Senior Li, the leader of the Crazy Sword Guild, currently? I am Jiang Yan, who plans to join the guild and earn some resources with the guild leader."
"Hmph!" Zhou Yunsong looked Jiang Yan up and down, but said nothing. He didn't like this young man who interrupted his flirting with girls.
"Are you looking for the guild leader? I'll take you there!" Chai Sanniang was very grateful to Jiang Yan for being such a stupid young man. She breathed a sigh of relief, left Chai Yunsong behind, and took Jiang Yan directly through the halls. Deep in this huge building, she saw the leader of the Kuangdao Guild: Li Kuangdao.
Li Kuangdao was a tall man with a square face, and his every move exuded the majesty of a superior. He did not carry a knife, but to Jiang Yan it felt like a sword holding up the sky, as if it was about to split the sky.
"With such an obvious aura, it seems that the cultivation level of this Crazy Sword Guild Master must have reached a certain limit and he is about to break through..." Jiang Yan had a thought in his mind and immediately went up to pay homage to him, telling him that he planned to guild him with the Crazy Sword Guild. Form a team together and go to the wilderness to hunt for strange requests.
While talking, he didn't even say a word
"careful
"Revealing a trace of the cultivation of the Golden Core Realm. Seeing that Jiang Yan is a Golden Core Realm warrior, Li Kuangdao showed a smile on his majestic face, and his attitude was kind: "Brother Jiang is a smart man. In these days, San The risk for a martial artist to fight alone is too high. "
"If you want to make a fortune, buy exercises, buy elixirs, etc., everyone must cooperate in order to earn a future."
"With Brother Jiang's cultivation, I will naturally welcome you to come to my place."
"The rules, let me tell you again, my income here is calculated based on the overall and individual contributions. You must listen to my instructions when taking actions. Regarding these two points, does Brother Jiang have any opinions?"
"No, everything depends on Chairman Li." Before coming here, Jiang Yan had already found out the rules of the mad conference.
"Okay, Brother Jiang has no objection." Li Kuangdao nodded: "Brother Jiang is here by chance. Tomorrow the Kuangdao Association will organize people to go to the wasteland to hunt for weirdos and search for materials."
"If you are interested, I will come at noon tomorrow."
"Okay..." Jiang Yan nodded, this was what he wanted. After talking about the business, he planned to leave and go back to make some preparations.
However, Li Kuangdao raised his hand, and a red knife whirled in his palm.
"Brother Jiang, the dangers in the wilderness are unpredictable. No one can guarantee whether an accident will happen. I have a knife here that can teach me to strike with all my strength. Do you want to consider it and give yourself more protection?" Finally, he With a sincere look on his face, he said two words: "Half price."... A quarter of an hour later.
Jiang Yan slowly walked out of the Crazy Knife Club's station. He spread his fingers, looked at the red knife in his hand, and couldn't help but smile softly: "This Guild Master Li is good at business, but he is also a warm-hearted person."
"Normally, you can't buy the full blow of a Talisman Realm warrior with money." ps: Good evening everyone.
