Chapter 236

Cangyun City, because it is located on the edge of the four counties in the south of the Yangtze River, connected to the northwest in the north, and behind it is the rich land of the Central Plains, often attracts merchants from the entire Jiangchu Dynasty to gather here, making this city with a permanent population of less than 100,000 unexpectedly It has become one of the most affluent areas in the entire south of the Yangtze River.

After another month of running around, Zhao Zilong is very close to the destination of this trip. It can be said that as long as they cross Cangyun City, the hard work of the master and servant along the way will be over.

At this moment in Cangyun City, Yu Fu took an ordinary yellow date horse and followed Zhao Zilong to look at this and that, especially when he stared at the round buttocks of the handsome young lady in front of him. At that time, that appearance was as wretched as it wanted to be.

The carriage of the two of them was forcibly bought and sold when they passed by a market half a month ago. Not to mention the luxurious outfit in the carriage, just the white BMW pulling the carriage, let alone It was worth two thousand taels of silver, but the other party just threw down twenty taels of broken silver, and drove the master and servant out of the carriage. Even with Zhao Zilong's disposition, he was extremely angry. If it wasn't for the old servant beside him, he might have rushed to find someone to reason with.

"Master, when we are away from home, it's no different than in Huaining City. We can tolerate things as much as we can. Those people look like local dandies. Here, we can't beat them." Afterwards, Yu Fu pulled Zhao Zilong , with a long sigh.

"Uncle Yu, we've already arrived in Cangyun City, you should tell me where Father wants you to send me." Hearing Yu Fu's sigh, Zhao Zilong also changed the topic.

"Hey, this old slave knows that you will definitely not be able to bear it. I wanted to see how long you can endure it. Well, since you asked, this old slave will talk to you." Yu Fu said to Zhao Zilong hehe Laughed twice, Zhao Zilong felt a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and urged Yu Fu again.

"I don't know much about this matter, I just heard the master sporadically mentioning that this time I'm going to send you to a place called Qingjingguan to find a fairy head named Kongzhun." Yu Fu looked Seeing that Zhao Zilong looked a little anxious, he deliberately put off his words and didn't continue. After seeing that Zhao Zilong's face was flushed, he continued to speak in a leisurely manner.

"Think about it, the master is already a real third-rank grand master. He has guarded the northern part of the Great Wall for us Jiangchu for so many years, so that the Qiang barbarians dare not take a step further, but this time the master asked me to bring you there all the way. Looking at the tranquility, then, the realm of that Kongzhun Daoist is definitely not weaker than the master, and even, this old slave boldly guesses, is that one the legendary second-rank god?" Yu Fu's words made Zhao Zilong a little bit The blood is boiling, second rank, how many second rank masters are there in this world?

Zhao Zilong's hands couldn't help but clenched together tightly. If he could worship a second-rank expert as his teacher, he would be able to become a fourth-rank expert at worst in the future. This is considered the top combat power in the army. It can definitely help Zhao Wu!

The two chatted and laughed all the way on the street, and before they knew it was noon, they found an inn to eat something casually.

When they came out of the inn, the already bustling crowd was even more crowded. Yu Fu led the yellow jujube horse, watching his young master being pushed farther and farther away from him in the crowd, he couldn't help feeling anxious.

Yu Fu struggled to follow behind his young master, his eyes darting around in the crowd, fearing that some Buddha who didn't have eyes would take advantage of the crowd and greet their master and servant with his hands. They didn't bring much money when they came out this time, and they were almost there, if they were missed by thieves again, they would have no place to cry.

Zhao Zilong walked along the crowd, and before he had gone far, he heard applause from the front, and couldn't help being even more curious.

"Floating Cloud Sword Dushang, since I lost to you carelessly three years ago, I have been practicing my powerful Vajra Hammer hard. Now I want to see if your swordsmanship has improved." The big man with a lot of messy black beards was holding a pair of huge copper hammers, and his eyes were fixed on a blue-clothed swordsman in front of him.

"Hmph, Liu Laoer. Three years ago, you were defeated by me, and three years later, you will not be my opponent either." Fuyunjian Dushang's appearance is much better than that of Liu Laoer He was wearing a blue gown with a sword hanging from his waist. Hearing this, he looked at the big man in front of him coldly, and said with some disdain.

When Liu Laoer heard this, he couldn't help being furious. He swung his right hand violently, and a huge copper hammer pierced through the air towards Dushan, the Floating Cloud Sword.

Seeing the menacing copper hammer, Dusan was not in a hurry, he saw his right hand twirled lightly, and the tip of the sword in his hand directly hit the handle of the sledgehammer.

"Clang!"

The two are on the street like this, you come and go, you give me a hammer, and I give you a sword, so it's very lively. Even the common people who watched the excitement on the street stood by the corner one by one, clapping their hands and applauding. Even some courageous men would occasionally say a few words to "point out" these two people.

After a long time, the second son Liu and Du Shang might feel that they were stared at by so many people, but they still couldn't take each other down, which made them lose face.

"Liu Erer, you and I are similar in strength. If we continue to fight like this, even if it takes three days and three nights, we probably won't be able to tell the difference. How about this? Next, we will all use our most powerful moves, and we will win with one move." Take the blame!" Du Shang glanced coldly at the people watching the excitement around him, and shouted at Liu Laoer.

Liu Laoer was taken aback when he heard the words, then thought about it carefully, and nodded and replied: "Alright, you have to be careful next, this move is something I have deliberately practiced for the past three years to deal with your Fuyun Sword of!"

As soon as the voice fell, Liu Er Er stomped his right foot on the ground, and his body rushed forward. Suddenly, his whole figure rushed towards Duchamp like a shell.

"Well done!"

Du Shang did not show any weakness to Liu Lao Er, and went up to him with a flash of his figure.

"King Kong descends the devil!"

"Floating sword!"

There were two loud shouts, and the two people who were standing on the long street suddenly backed away.

Liu Laoer's two copper hammers had already been released from his hands at this moment, and traces of blood oozed from the tiger's mouth.

But Dushang, the floating sword, didn't seem to be able to please him, and the few strands of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth also showed that he must have suffered serious injuries at this time.

"Dushang, today's battle, we ended in a tie, how about it?" Although Liu Laoer was injured a little, he was obviously very satisfied with the result of this battle, and couldn't help grinning.

"Forget it, Liu Er Er, I haven't seen you for three years. Your skill has really increased. I, Du Shang, admire, admire." Although Du Shang was a little dissatisfied, he still said with a cold face and indifference.

Seeing this, Liu Er Er, who took his weapon back into his hand, was even more overjoyed. He was already quite satisfied with being able to draw with his old enemy for many years. After all, he was not the same as Duchamp three years ago. opponent.

Furthermore, during the few years of this battle, the two of them had a faint sense of sympathy for each other, so a tie is naturally the best ending.

After the contest between these two rangers ended, the crowd who watched the excitement scattered around. To them, since the Jiangchu Dynasty established the Central Plains and made the world peaceful, street rangers contests like this have long been commonplace. up.

And the two young rangers walked to a restaurant after a while supporting each other.

When the crowd on the street had almost dispersed, Zhao Zilong still stood there without moving, his mind was full of the scene of the two people's martial arts competition just now.

Yu Fu stood quietly by the side, but he didn't step forward to disturb him. Seeing his young master like this, he felt relieved a lot.

Originally, he was worried that Zhao Zilong had been living a life of luxury in the Zhao residence for more than ten years, and that Zhao Wu might have some resistance in his heart when Zhao Wu suddenly wanted to send him to the south to practice martial arts.

However, now Zhao Zilong is obviously attracted by those scenes of knight-errant fighting, which shows that he is still very interested in martial arts.

Thinking of this, Yu Fu couldn't help grinning, young master, let this old servant see how far you can go in the future.

There is a continuous mountain outside Cangyun City, called Qingyun Mountain. Because farmers who went to the mountain to collect firewood occasionally saw some legendary gods, this mountain was gradually passed down as the fairy mountain by some local Zhuangzi people.

A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude.

At this time, on this immortal mountain, an old Taoist priest wearing a blue black robe was looking at Cangyun City from a distance, and his gaze was precisely where Zhao Zilong was.

"Apprentices, come and take a look. You, the future junior brother, will come to our Qingyun temple in a short time." The old Taoist suddenly turned his head and looked at his beloved disciples.

"Eldest brother, have you figured out what we're going to have for dinner tonight? It's the first time for my junior brother to come here today, so you have to show us all your unique skills." A young man with a messy head was squatting Under a tree, his eyes were fixed on a leaf.

"Second senior sister, how about we play a bet? Bet on whether the group of ants under the leaves can beat that big caterpillar!" In the distance is a young girl in a pale yellow dress.

The girl didn't bother to pay attention to him, she kept grinding an iron rod on the boulder in her hand, and at the same time muttered incessantly: "Yesterday the iron rod weighed twelve catties and sixty-two three cents, today it must Another six dollars will be worn off."

Seeing that the second senior sister didn't pay attention to him, the self-defeating young man simply stopped paying attention to the ant and insect battle under the tree, straightened up, and walked to the side of the old Taoist with a flicker of figure.

At this moment in Qingyun Mountain, the master and apprentice are all waiting for the arrival of the last junior.

The author, Lazy Scholar, said: These chapters have transitioned, and the pace will start to pick up tomorrow. It was originally said that there will be more updates this month, and it looks like twenty chapters, but something has happened recently. It was the seventh update that day, and it was still seventeen. Under the impact of full attendance next month, the update should be no less than 250,000 words, and if the condition is good, it should be about 300,000. It’s almost Chinese New Year, and in February, in order to keep updating, I have to save manuscripts... Flowers and the like, I don’t need it for the time being, I always ask for this, to be honest, I also feel boring. Well, I really hope that there will be more updates in February. I have read the previous article in the past few days. There are many unsatisfactory places, and I will start to modify them recently. Of course, the plot and the like will not change, mainly in terms of narrative.