Chapter 1687

On the way to Yanran mountain, flying fish broke out a huge wave on the land of Zhonghuang Shenzhou.

Niu Dingtian, the old ancestor of the ox family, who has been practicing his name to the real extent, naturally makes some of the four families and four surnames sleep and eat uneasily, especially in the event of "killing cattle", they play some roles.

And these "sleepiness" will turn into a double amount of anger, which will continue to be imposed on that group, forcing them to find ways to deal with the immediate crisis.

Otherwise, in the period before the rise of the Niu family, some of the four clans and four surnames will try their best to find ways to improve their own strength. The best and most direct and effective way to be strong is to devour others.

That clan is undoubtedly the best choice!

Under the cover of this great wave, the demon autonomous region of duantian mountain was unilaterally torn up by the Qin Empire and mobilized the army to break the agreement, which seemed to be insignificant. It was like a small water flower in the big wave, which disappeared in a flash.

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Yanran mountain is not just a mountain. To be exact, it is a mountain area more than 100 times wider than duantian mountain. Its scope is vast and comparable to several areas.

However, the state of Qin did not set up any administrative organ here, but separated it separately and respected the autonomy of Yanran mountain.

The reason for this is not only that there are more than half of the powerful sword clans in Yanran mountain.

More because of these sword clan, for countless years has been, continuously for the army, the input of fresh blood.

As the gathering place of sword clan in the world, Yanran mountain is naturally the Holy Land in the eyes of countless sword practitioners in the world. Every year, there are countless practitioners who come from all directions to admire Yanran mountain, try to join a sword clan, or step back to try to catch a chance in Yanran mountain.

But this kind of opportunity, except for a few lucky people, was found in Yanran mountain. Most of the cave after the sitting of a sword immortal comes from the gate of sword sect, which has been abandoned for a long time.

No matter how strong and prosperous the past is, it can't resist the waste of time. There are always some sword clans that gradually fall into desolation and occupation, and finally fall into dust, which is buried into history.

According to the major sword clan conventions of Yanran mountain, all sword clan sites are open to the outside world. As long as you pay a sum of "road money", you can enter them for exploration. Of course, the process is dangerous and conceited, even if it is buried, it has nothing to do with them.

A large ferry boat slowly flies to Yanran mountain. When there is still a distance, you can see the vast mountains under your feet. From time to time, there are sword lights flashing, or roaring away, or flying to the sky without entering the sea of clouds. Even though the distance is far away, you can still feel the cold sword, which makes the ferry deck full of people yearning for it.

"Yanran mountain, I finally arrived. Even if I die here, I have no regrets!" A white haired old Jian Xiu, now full of tears, his body trembled with excitement.

When they saw the scene, they did not laugh at it. Instead, they felt sad and touched.

Zhonghuang Shenzhou is too big and big. Even if they were born in this heaven and earth, they would not be able to cross a long distance to this holy place of sword cultivation without certain cultivation and financial resources.

How many sword cultivators have heard the elders mention Yanran mountain when they were young, but when the white eye socket on the temples is deep, they can't come here. They can only rely on imagination to continue to inherit everything about Yanran mountain, and tell their descendants or disciples, so that if they have a chance in the future, they must go to Yanran mountain.

It has been passed down from generation to generation, which almost becomes a brand in the heart of all sword cultivators in Zhonghuang. To go to Yanran mountain, no matter whether there is harvest or not, you must go through it once, so that you will not waste the sword path you cultivate.

Qin Huan listened to the old sword cultivator's sobbing voice, looked at his excited face mixed with his vision, and his heart was slightly touched. Compared with most cultivators in the world, he was already very lucky.

Next to her, her flesh face is expressionless, and she does not see the scene in front of her. Her experience is enough to make her immune to all this.

The sprouts are not here.

When she woke up, she was sent away by the meat and let her go to heize alone.

According to flesh and blood, some roads are doomed to go by themselves. If you can't even go, how can you expect to climb?

Dead is not good!

Qin Huan always felt that this sentence was also a reminder to him. He hesitated and didn't ask, but there was a sense of urgency and uneasiness in his heart.

The ferry slowly landed and stopped in Yanran mountain, one of many docks.

"When the ferry stops, all guests should not worry. Please follow the arrangement to get off the boat and avoid crashing into the Sword Fairy to cause trouble."

The ferryman spoke loudly and looked serious.

This is not alarmism. There were unlucky people before. They rushed down from the ferry in a hurry. As a result, they bumped into Jianxiu in Yanran mountain, which was regarded as a provocative sword.

To die is to die for nothing.

In addition, there are hundreds of sword schools in Yanran mountain. There are so many sword repairs that we can't find the murderer. What's more, even if we step back and find the killer? Jian Xiu is such a fierce and terrible creature. It's good not to take the initiative to find trouble. No one is willing to provoke them.We are all honest, waiting for the arrangement of the ferry repair crew, and then walk off the ferry one by one.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Several swords roared and rushed out of the ferry to the vast Yanran mountain. That Ling Ran's sword meaning undoubtedly indicates that the other side is the identity of Jianxiu in Yanran mountain.

For a while, there were several exclamations. Several young people were full of joy. They never thought that the old friar who just talked with them was a sword immortal.

Does this mean that they are related to the sword immortal? As soon as I read this, I was even more pleased.

All the people around, they have cast envious eyes on them.

It was not only one or two cases that the ferry was selected by the sword immortal and received the sword clan after the test. Some Jian clans even sent people to ferry boats to find good seedlings in advance.

Qin Huan took a look and several young people with happy faces nodded subconsciously. One of the girls, as well as a young man, has good qualifications.

"You are still half a bucket of water, so don't comment on it."

When Qin Huan was embarrassed, he had no choice but to face him. He thought to himself that you guys are too arbitrary to do things. Why don't you take care of our faces?

Get out of the boat!

The bustle of the wharf as always does not make any difference because it is the holy land of kendo. After all, sword cultivation is also human. It also needs to eat and drink Lhasa. Cultivation also needs to consume resources.

Where do resources come from? Of course, it depends on the money of immortals. Otherwise, even if Yanran mountain is unique, it will be destroyed by generations of sword repair. Otherwise, why do you have to pay a lot of money to enter Yanran mountain.

Most of the things sold on the wharf are about sword repair. For example, some unknown and mostly incomplete sword tricks, and some swords that have been buried under the ground for many years and boasted by the stall owner to be extravagant.

Of course, all kinds of sword repair souvenirs, imitation swords of famous sword immortals, are also popular bestsellers. They are bought by waves of sword repair and harvest intelligence money all year round.

Qin Huan and rourourou didn't mean to walk around the wharf. They left the ferry and went all the way. But when they were about to leave the wharf, rourourourou suddenly stopped and looked at a stall by the road.

Comparatively speaking, the location is not good. Most of the people on and off the ferry have consumed before they came here. When leaving Yanran mountain, because there has been an impulsive consumption experience, practitioners will restrain a lot.

This also led to the fact that the skinny old man who set up a stall on the road had not opened today. He was thinking about whether to bite his teeth. When he moved the coffin to rent a better place, he suddenly saw a light in his eyes and waved, "come here and have a look. I have sold all kinds of treasures. They are absolutely good in quality and cheap in price. There is no fraud between the old and the young!"

Meat walked over, reached out from the stall, picked up a decayed, rusty dagger, "how to sell it?"

All the things in the stall, the old man remembers in mind, each has an impression, and is also the most basic professional accomplishment of a stall keeper.

Three months ago, he bought half a pot of bad wine from an old drunkard. He thought he could make a fortune by selling well, but no one paid attention to it.

Continue to press down, he thought to sell Jin to the recyclers of all kinds of fairy swords at the price of packing, otherwise it would occupy a place.

With a slight cough, the old man gave a thumbs up. "The fairy has a good eyesight. This fairy sword has a long history, and its origin is even more amazing. It would never have been..."

Before he finished, he was interrupted. The meat face was expressionless. "How much is it?"

The old man was not angry but pleased. His rich experience of the stall told him that most of the people with such expressions and actions are rich in wealth and are not good at bargaining. If they don't do well this time, they really want to make a lot of money.

Half a pot of bad wine is worth it!

Take a breath in the dark. The old man's face is suffering and struggling. His eyes are reluctant to give up. A slight expression shows his skill.

"Three silver coins!"

The flesh rose suddenly.

The old man was startled. He thought it was his lion's big mouth that frightened the girl in front of him. Miscalculation is miscalculation. You should understate it a little. Little girl, you don't know the way of business.

I have quoted the price. You can bargain. Don't go straight away. Just when the old man was about to open his mouth and keep it, he turned his hand and put the dagger away.

"Give it."

Qin Huan had already prepared three pieces of silver spot copper coins. He smiled at them and put them on the stand. "Check them and put them away."

The old man was in a trance. He picked up three copper coins and nodded. Then he saw the two in front of him, turned around and walked away quickly.

The old man looked back at the three silver spots and copper coins in his hand, and his face was filled with wonder. Is it true that I have lost my sight? Is that dagger a treasure?

No, no!

Although their cultivation is mediocre, but this pair of dog eyes for eating are still bright. It's impossible to see treasures in front of them.At first, he thought that the dagger was a little interesting, so he changed it for wine. After careful inspection, the result was the same. It was a scrap iron.

A piece of bronze is not worth it!

Can exchange for three silver spot copper money, is already big earn special earn, really is three years do not open, open eat three years.

Aware of the surrounding vendors, those envious eyes, the old man's last doubt dissipated, turned his hand to collect the three silver spot copper coins.

Randomly roll up the things on the stall and leave quickly. I have made a lot of money. To avoid extra savings, I can't stay here.

Although it's a pity that the booth rental fee paid has not yet expired, it's nothing compared with three silver spot copper coins. First, avoid the limelight, and then change a wharf to continue to set up the stall in a few days.

When he got out of the dock, Qin Huan lowered his voice. "Good thing?"

The meat nodded.

Qin Huan said with emotion. He thought this was my meat. What he picked up was as simple as eating and drinking water. He was not excited or excited after the event. This is the level that can be cultivated only by picking up how many leaks. I feel envious when I think about it.

Not far from the opposite side is the entrance to Yanran mountain. Of course, the entrance is only a sign, and other places can also enter.

But he didn't pay the "money to buy the road". He was met by Jianxiu in Yanran mountain. If he is good at talking, he may have a look. But if he is unlucky, he will meet the bad Sword Fairy. Maybe after a look, he will move home.

So, no one wants to take a chance.

"Road money" although a lot, but also can not be compared with their own lives.

Qin Huan went to pay for these trivial things. He consciously took them over. Then, I couldn't help thinking about the days when Yang Fanshan was there.

From thrifty to extravagance, from extravagance to thrifty, this statement does not deceive me!

When paying the money, I met with a little accident. The old Jian Xiu, who came to Yanran mountain with the same ferry, now looks like a dead man.

He was short of money. Even if he had been frugal on the ferry before, he could not pay his share of "road money".

Time has passed for too long. The "money for buying roads" passed down by the ancestors of the old sword cultivator has been rising for a long time.

On the opposite side, a woman who is responsible for collecting "road money" for sword repair shows a trace of impatience on her face. What she wants to say is stopped by her companion's eyes.

The rules of Yanran mountain are made by all sword clans together. Although they are in charge of the mountain gate, they are not qualified to break the rules.