Tianyang County.
At a busy ferry, when the crowd was bustling, a passenger ship suddenly floated up from the river in the distance, and at the same time, a faint pungent smell of blood slowly spread to the shore.
All the warriors at the ferry raised their eyes and looked at the passenger ship, and their pupils suddenly shrank.
I saw corpses all over the passenger ship, stained with blood, washed away by the current, like a sea of blood.
"Is this...is this a ghost ship?" Someone turned to stone and spoke in a trembling voice.
At this moment, the passenger ship docked, and a young man in black slowly walked down from the deck carrying a wine bottle.
Seeing the person coming, someone looked at him and said in surprise: "He is Chen Lin, the new Demon Sword Master!"
Demon Sword Master? !
Hearing these four words, everyone's body was shocked.
For more than a month, what they heard the most was the news of the birth of the demon sword!
The rumored Holy Emperor's sword was even used to kill the nine masters of the demon clan's halls!
No one doesn’t yearn for it!
However, many people couldn't help but tremble after seeing the corpses on the passenger ship. These people were probably killed by the demon sword, right? !
"Do you want to try it too?" Chen Lin's eyes narrowed and he asked with a smile.
After everyone heard this, they all stopped in place and did not dare to move forward. After all, the boat full of corpses was really shocking.
"Since you don't take action, then I will leave." Chen Lin laughed and walked away from the ferry.
"Hurry up and tell the Tianpuppet Sect that the people from Jiuyang Palace and the Demon Sword Master have come to Tianyang County!"
"This Demon Sword Master is really arrogant. He killed Yang Feng, Lu Bai and the others, but he still dared to send them to his door to die!"
The warriors standing around the ferry shook their heads and said when they saw the direction Chen Lin was heading.
There are also many people who have already gone in the direction of Tianpuppet Sect and Jiuyang Palace, obviously to spread the news.
Chen Lin had no idea about all this. After he left the ferry, he quickly walked into the street.
Not long after, there were bursts of whispers in his ears.
"In six months, the Qingyun Hunting, the grand event of our Qingyun Empire!"
"Yes, the Qingyun Hunting is only held every three years. I remember that the last Qingyun Hunting was held in the Tianchi Secret Realm."
"Qingyun Hunting brings together the geniuses and royal geniuses from hundreds of counties in the empire, but only the real geniuses and monsters can stand out and become famous in Qingyun!"
"Haha, but having said that, it seems that our Tianyang County only has two places for Qingyun Hunting this time."
"Oh, who says it's not the case? Except for Yan Sen of the Tianpuppet Sect who has one quota, the County Sheriff's Mansion only has two quotas now."
"Our Tianyang County is already at the bottom among the hundreds of counties in the empire. If no one leaves a name on the Qingyun Ranking this time for the Qingyun Hunt, then next time, I'm afraid there won't even be a single spot."
"I wonder who the Sheriff will give these two places to this time?"
The conversation between the two warriors reached Chen Lin's ears. When he heard the conversation between the two, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Qingyun Hunting!"
"Gathering the geniuses of hundreds of counties and the genius of the royal family?! So, will Mo Xiuhan also go?!"
Chen Lin's body trembled, and as soon as he thought of this, the sword intent around him became uncontrollable.
When the warriors in the past saw this scene, they looked at Chen Lin with fearful eyes.
After all, the edge of this sword intent is too sharp!
After withdrawing his thoughts, Chen Lin opened his eyes. The sword intent in his body calmed down again, but his eyes were still cold.
No matter whether Mo Xiuhan will appear in this so-called Qingyun Hunting, it will be a very good experience for him!
Fighting against the genius of Baijun is a rare opportunity!
It's also a good time to see how far he can go!
But according to what the two of them said just now, it seems that if you want to participate in the Qingyun Hunt, you still need a quota.
And the quota for Qingyun Hunting seems to be in the hands of Tianyang County Sheriff? !
But at this moment, the voices of the two men sounded again: "I heard that the Sheriff posted a notice today to find a sword master for his beloved daughter!"
"Yes, this is the best opportunity to get close to the Sheriff. Many famous swordsmen have gone to the Sheriff's Mansion to sign up."
"If there is any swordsman who can teach this eldest lady well, maybe the county governor will reward her with a quota if she is happy!"
"Oh, it's a pity that I don't even understand the meaning of the sword, otherwise I could have tried it."
...
Hearing this, Chen Lin's eyes flashed and he couldn't help but smile.
"This eldest lady, can't she be that girl?" Chen Lin laughed and had the answer in his heart.
It seemed that he had to go to the Sheriff's Mansion. After all, he was also very interested in the Qingyun hunting quota.
Chen Lin grabbed a warrior casually, asked briefly about the way, and then headed towards the governor's mansion.
Not long after, he arrived at the gate of the Sheriff's Mansion.
When a guard saw Chen Lin coming, he asked in a cold voice: "What are you doing here?"
Chen Lin cupped his hands and smiled and said, "I heard that the Sheriff is looking for a famous swordsman, so I came here to sign up."
When the guard heard what Chen Lin said, he couldn't help rolling his eyes and jokingly said, "Are you a strong swordsman?"
Chen Lin nodded silently: "If nothing happens, my swordsmanship should be acceptable."
The guard sneered and said: "Haha, you are the only one with no hair on your head, how dare you say that you are a master of swordsmanship?"
"Hurry up, hurry up, don't waste my time here."
"Even if you want to deceive people, you should pretend to be more realistic!"
Chen Lin's face darkened, and he looked at the guard looking at him from top to bottom, and also looked at himself.
It turned out that after more than a month, his clothes had become extremely dirty and messy, and he looked slovenly. He did not look like a strong swordsman.
The guard sighed helplessly and said: "That's all, it seems that it is extremely difficult for you to get here, so I'll give you a chance."
"Let me remind you, kid, there are already a lot of strong sword cultivators there, kid, don't risk your life in them."
Chen Lin nodded and said, "Thank you, brother. If I can stay in the Sheriff's Mansion in the end, I will never forget you."
The guard twitched his lips and quickly waved his hand, signaling Chen Lin to come in.
When Chen Lin's back disappeared from his sight, the guard laughed and said: "These days, there are more and more young people who don't know the heights of the world."
After recording the information, Chen Lin was led by an attendant to a courtyard.
After sitting down in the side hall, Chen Lin glanced around and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
Because there are no less than twenty people in this side hall.
The most frightening thing is that these twenty or so people are all exuding sharp edges and sharp swords. They are obviously not simple characters!
When Chen Lin looked at the others, some warriors also looked at Chen Lin.
"Huh? A young boy dares to come here and sit with us. I really don't know how the guards at the door are guarding the door."
A middle-aged warrior carrying a long sword saw Chen Lin and shouted coldly.
"Brother Zhao, don't be angry. Maybe this young man is talented enough in swordsmanship."
Someone said slowly, but a slight smile flashed between his eyebrows.
After the words fell, everyone sitting here turned their eyes to Chen Lin, and at the same time, sharp edges pierced towards him.
Buzz!
Chen Lin frowned and his body shook, shattering the sword energy. Then he glanced at the seat and sat in his seat with the same expression as before.
Um? !
Seeing this scene, many people had a look of surprise in their eyes. Seeing that Chen Lin was not easy to mess with, they all closed their eyes and began to vomit.
However, the warrior who was called Brother Zhao just now remained indifferent, with a cold smile on his lips.
Chen Lin's slight display of talent made some people dare not look down upon him anymore, which was exactly what he expected.
Time passed slowly, and there were probably more than a hundred warriors in this side hall.
Chen Lin opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows secretly.
It is worthy of being a county governor's mansion. Just a notice can make hundreds of sword cultivators come all night long.
It seems that the Qingyun Hunting quota is indeed attractive enough...
When Chen Lin's thoughts were surging, an old man in gray clothes walked in from the door. When they saw this man, many warriors' expressions changed, they stood up and cupped their hands and said: "Old Hai."
The person who came was named Ouyang Hai, and he was the steward of the county governor's mansion. However, although he was a steward, he was regarded as an elder by Tianyang County Sheriff and had a very high status.
Chen Lin also had heavy eyes. In his perception, this Hai Lao's cultivation was extremely extraordinary, and he might have reached the peak of the Dao Realm!
"You all have come a long way, and I apologize for the poor reception from the Sheriff's Mansion."
"Of course, I already know your purpose of coming. The county governor is looking for a swordsman to teach my eldest daughter how to practice swordsmanship. This puts high demands on your swordsmanship."
When everyone heard this, they all looked arrogant.
Chen Lin, who was standing in the crowd, also smiled slightly.
If it were a comparison of cultivation, he might not be the strongest here, but when it came to swordsmanship, he was not afraid at all!
