"Dragon King of the East China Sea? Second Prince?" Jing Yu listened to the minister's announcement in a foggy mood.
He subconsciously observed Liu Shisan's expression and found that the latter was also at a loss. Is there really a species like the Dragon King? Wouldn't demolishing the Dragon King Temple be too offensive to them?
Jing Yu didn't think much, he immediately ran to find Song Qian and others, hoping that Song Qian, a well-informed senior brother, could give a different opinion.
"There are dragons, but I don't know much about who is the king." Song Qian held his chin and said.
Chen Xueyun has the right to speak on this matter: "I have read part of the history of the Demon Kingdom. It seems that a group of dragons split from the Demon Kingdom and entrenched themselves in the depths of the East China Sea, forming a small country of their own. Brother Jing, don't worry, that clan in the East China Sea has gone through I haven’t had much communication with the demon country for thousands of years, so I may have a good impression of the human race.”
This sentence was a reassurance fed into Jing Yu's mouth, and he quickly calmed down and sat on the chair.
A foot was stretched out from the ice sedan and stepped on the river. A cold air immediately spread from the river and gradually formed a thin layer of ice. The second prince walked calmly on the thin ice and came to the shore.
The surrounding people also saw this scene, and the crowd began to boil because the real Dragon King came to their banquet today. However, most people still feel guilty because the Dragon King Temple has been renovated, which is disrespectful to the Dragon King of the East China Sea.
Jing Yu squeezed into the crowd and saw the amazing appearance of the second prince of Donghai, with long lake-blue hair, looming eyebrows as light as water, a pair of eyes like the deep sea, and a tall body by the standards of the demon clan, let alone Qiao Xu. The kind of person who easily becomes a nymphomaniac, even Song Qian refuses to move his eyes.
"You humans are quite interesting. There is a temple built by the river that houses humans too." The second prince of Donghai said with a smile.
Minister Ao Xia stopped His Highness from speaking and asked loudly: "Why not build the Dragon King Temple? Who is worshiped in this temple now? Is it more powerful than His Majesty?"
Ao Xia saw the crowd disperse and make way for the county magistrate Liu Shisan. Liu Shisan looked calm. He walked to the riverside in small steps and bowed deeply: "I am the magistrate of Lin'an County. I am here to pay homage to the second prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. Please allow me to answer your questions. This temple was indeed originally Dragon King Temple, but due to various accidents, it was replaced by the current Jingyu."
"Jing Yu, what a good name, let me meet him." The second prince of Donghai walked up to Liu Shisan.
Then Jing Yu was pushed in front of him by everyone. Before he could react, he frowned, but he didn't dare to look at the second prince of Donghai. He was afraid that he would want to hang himself here. Liu Shisan has long said not to demolish the Dragon King Temple, but Liu Shisan has no prestige at all.
"Then let's talk to my house." The second prince of Donghai invited Jing Yu to ride on the ice sedan with him.
The moving efficiency is quite high... Jing Yu cupped his hands and said, "That would be disrespectful."
It turned out that the mansion the Second Prince of Donghai pointed to was a requisitioned mansion, located in the river. It was built entirely of stone, and its general structure was no different from an ordinary courtyard in Lin'an. Pushing open the stone door, Ningqu was standing in the courtyard.
"Ningqu? Is this your home?" Jing Yu couldn't wait to get off the sedan, but he could only wait for Crawfish to carry the sedan to the door.
Ningqu was watering the flowers in the yard. Because the mansion was equipped with a waterproof array, it was still dry inside. She heard Jing Yu's call and turned to look at the courtyard door. Sure enough, a group of people came here. Jing Yu strode to the center of the yard and admired the potted plants placed around him.
The second prince followed closely behind, his eyes fixed on Ningqu's tall figure, looking a little lost in thought. Jing Yu noticed this detail, so he stood between the two of them: "Your Highness should have no shortage of concubines. Ningqu is my good friend, so you should be a little more reserved."
"Oh, okay, I'm sorry." The second prince of Donghai looked away, "I haven't announced my name, which is a bit rude. You can just call me Ao Zheng."
"You are the second prince, so do you have a younger brother named Ao Bing?" Jing Yu asked.
Ao Zheng only felt that the human male in front of him was inexplicable, but he still smiled: "No, and she is not a younger brother, but my younger sister - Ao Wen."
Jing Yu was not surprised either. It was not the same world, so it was naturally different. He still went back to chat with Ningqu. Could it be that she moved because she knew in advance that Ao Zheng was going to requisition this mansion?
"Part of the reason is that I need to live in Dingmingsi for a long time, and the other part of the reason is that they need my old house." Ningqu even took out the house deed transfer and asked Jing Yu to read it.
Jing Yu originally thought that he could still get an apartment, but now everyone is without a house and is in bad luck. However, Ningqu's family was rich and he gave Jingyu more than a dozen luminous pearls for him to play with. Of course, Jingyu would not do such a wasteful thing. He kept them well and treated them as his ancestors every day before offering them to him.
"His Royal Highness Ao Zheng really wants to take charge of the entire Lin'an River?" Jing Yu still asked.
Ao Zheng waved his hands quickly and said with shame: "I just live here, not in charge of the entire river. Of course, this river belongs to Dalin."
Jing Yu asked, "Does the Dragon King Temple still need to be built?"
"No, no, if the people of Lin'an are willing to worship you, I don't mind."
Jing Yu looked very disappointed. He knelt in front of Ao Zheng and said sincerely: "Then let's go back to the Dragon King Temple!"
Everyone in Dingming Division visited Lin'an for a few days and then set off back to Beijing. Along the way, everyone talked and laughed, sharing the unique happiness they had gained in Lin'an.
The Central Plains holds a martial arts conference every year to re-evaluate the authenticity of the martial arts list. This year it was held in the capital, so many Jianghu forces arrived in the capital early, but the outer city was overcrowded. When Jing Yu and others came back, they had to queue outside the city gate for two hours before entering the city smoothly. As for the news of the martial arts conference, it was Song Qian who revealed that Shushan had not participated in the past years. He originally wanted to sign up, but it was a pity.
Qiao Xu rushed to sign up as soon as she heard there was a martial arts conference. She was planning to find someone to try her strength in the third-level body training realm. Jing Yu originally advised her to just watch the battle, but she didn't listen, so Jing Yu had to give up.
Chen Xueyun disappeared as soon as she entered the city, mysteriously and didn't know what to do. Jing Yu wanted to watch the martial arts competition, so he ignored him.
There are many Jianghu sects in Dalin today. In addition to Shushan, there are also Xiaoluo Jianzhai and Sanqingshan of Taoism who also practice swordsmanship. At this conference, Xiao Luo Jianzhai’s third senior brother Wang Yunling and their second senior brother Zhao Qijie from Sanqingshan came to Xiaoluo Jianzhai.
Wang Yunling is most famous for his double-headed sword - Tonghong, which can deal with enemies from both front and back, and has miraculous effects when he is besieged. He also relies on this double-headed sword to maintain his stability at the peak of the sixth-level Heavenly Tribulation Realm. Ranked fifty-nine on the martial arts list. Zhao Qijie is also ranked 61st at the peak of the sixth-level Heavenly Tribulation Realm.
They came to the capital to participate in the martial arts conference not only to discuss swordsmanship with each other to prove their swordsmanship, but also to learn from Song Qian, the only disciple in Shushan who appeared on the martial arts list.
There are also Hu Yue Pavilion who is good at whip techniques, Yan Men who likes to use domineering boxing techniques, etc.
Three days later, the martial arts tournament started on time, but Qiao Xu was kicked off the first show. When she returned to the auditorium after the show, she pursed her lips and looked depressed.
"I even advise you not to participate. This is for those who have a martial arts list and must be at least a fifth-level God Refiner. Wouldn't your second brother just sign up?" Jing Yu was speechless.
Qiao Xu turned his head and stamped his feet, ignoring Jing Yu.
When Qiao Wutong came on stage, Qiao Xu turned back to watch, her eyes full of admiration.
Qiao Wutong faced off against Li Yizhong. Both of them were at the seventh-level heavenly realm, so they were evenly matched. Qiao Wutong had no weapons and relied solely on the warrior's energy and strong body. Li Yizhong was holding a broad sword in his hand, and the sword skills he used were unpredictable and very strange.
Li Yizhong first slashed diagonally upward with two saber slashes, and just in time when Qiao Wutong blocked it with both fists, he slid behind Qiao Wutong and launched two saber slashes again. Of course, Qiao Wutong knew the opponent's tactics and was prepared in advance, turning around to defend, but Li Yizhong's thoughts were not there. He repeatedly made sliding tackles, which made Qiao Wutong tired, so he directly used the desert punch, and Li Yizhong stopped. Sheathed the knife, bent down to gather strength, and concentrated the breath to one point. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a sword-drawing technique, but Li Yizhong himself knows that this move is just a feint.
A few breaths passed, and Li Yizhong waited until Qiao Wutong's punch approached the bridge of his nose, and then quickly drew out the sword. However, the blade only reached halfway, and he immediately struck back with his hand, and it turned out to be a sword energy. When Li Yizhong appeared in mid-air, he performed the real sword-drawing technique. The light of the sword was like a shadow, like a thread, directly cutting through the calm air.
Qiao Wutong burst out with an astonishing momentum, the ground sank and sank, and the gravel around his feet seemed to have stopped and hung aside. Then he rose into the sky, fists together, and the fists collided with the knife, making a deafening sound. Li Yizhong's blade shattered and disintegrated, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Qiao Wutong's mouth. Both of them were seriously injured. However, Li Yizhong lost his weapon and had no chance of fighting again. This was considered Qiao Wutong's victory.
When Qiao Xu heard the result, he jumped up excitedly. He ran over and hugged his second brother, clinging to him and asking Qiao Wutong what his last move was.
The competition was coming to an end, and people from all walks of life wanted to see Song Qian appear. However, Song Qian did not appear until the end of the competition. Some irritable people jumped onto the stage and shouted provocatively to the audience: "Where is Song Qian? You are not a coward hiding in the crowd! If you dare not come out to fight, your grandfather, I will kill you." Kick down the martial arts list."
Jing Yu's veins bulged out in anger, why would such a shameless person come up to provoke the general? Song Qian's cultivation level was locked, wouldn't going up and beating him would be equal to death? Ningqu noticed Jing Yu's emotions, and she stroked Jing Yu's hair to comfort him.
Chen Xueyun appeared next to Jing Yu, smiling mysteriously. Jing Yu couldn't understand his expression. The next moment, he found Song Qian appearing on the ring.
Still dressed in green, elegant and standing proudly.
However, what he held in his hand was the most common straight sword in the weapons supervisor. Chen Xueyun told Jing Yu not to worry, and then took out a handful of talismans. The talismans on it were unprecedented. Jing Yu was thoughtful, it seemed that Chen Xueyun had worked out a countermeasure, but it was only temporary.
"Let's go together. I don't think you can reach the sixth level." Song Qian raised his hand casually.
When those people in the world saw the appearance of the master, they didn't dare to be arrogant. Due to the face, they had no choice but to rush forward, using their best moves. Song Qian stabbed out with his sword, his energy was strong and his sword energy was purer than before. This was a sign that his inner demons were lifted. Just one frosty sword, the scene was broken, and then there were several turns, and the five swords were fluttering. Those few people responded to the call to the end, and their lives and deaths were unknown.
The audience in the audience applauded like thunder and shouted in unison, feeling that Song Qian had a chance to become the second sword immortal in Da Lin.
Zhao Qijie and Wang Lingyun, who originally wanted to challenge him, shook their heads and decided to go back and improve their swordsmanship.
In the 12th year of Yongping, on December 24th, Song Qian was promoted to the 53rd rank on the martial arts list. (To be continued)
