Chapter 132

"The most famous sword casting family on the South China Sea Islands is the Longquan Mo family.

None of the swords forged by Mo family can fight bullfights without sword Qi. Therefore, they are widely sought after by Kendo friars all over the world.

For thousands of years, the Mo family has forged countless famous swords. Thirty years ago, the contemporary owner of the Mo family forged a sword. The power of the sword even attracted heaven's punishment to destroy it.

On the day of the birth of the sword, lightning crisscrossed, thunder rolled, sand seal waved away the gods and ghosts, lightning thunderbolt moved the world, and thunder snakes hundreds of meters long swam.

It really can be called nine days of thunder and lightning. The thunder shines in the South China Sea. The Mo family spared no effort to protect this sword in the vast thunder disaster.

After that, the name of the Mo family was even more famous in the South China Sea.

But the world is unpredictable. Such a sword casting family that has developed to its peak was destroyed overnight 20 years ago! Do you know why? "

In an antique teahouse, tea drinkers gathered. The old gentleman talking about storytelling talked and laughed. But when he talked about the key point, he stopped, sat upright, took a sip of tea and sold it.

Say something.

A silvery object was thrown on the table in front of the old storyteller. When the old man looked at it, it was a ingot of perfect silver.

"Why? The old man preached well to me. He preached well and rewarded me." a gentle voice came from the corner of the teahouse.

The old storyteller flashed uncontrollable joy in his muddy eyes, quickly put away the silver, and looked at such a generous guest.

What a handsome boy, which childe is this!

The old storyteller exclaimed in his heart.

Printed into the eyes is a young man with a long body and jade standing. He is very handsome, with clear black and white eyes. He sits in a corner of the teahouse with a smile in his mouth.

It was Lu Qingshan who left Zhenjiang mansion!

"Thank you for your reward." the storyteller hurriedly continued: "success is also a sword, failure is also a sword."

"The Mo family is prosperous for a time because it forged this sword that attracts heaven's punishment, but it will decline when it is prosperous, and it is precisely because of this sword that the Mo family is defeated."

"The name of this sword is three Chi Feng. There is a poem saying that" there is three Chi Feng in the box on the back, and a dragon cuts the dragon ", which describes the power of this sword. It is said that this sword can drink dragon blood. Although the Mo family is silent, this statement is still widely spread."

"But you know, the sea area has always been the territory of water demons.

Among the water demons, the most powerful one is the dragon. The saying that three feet cut the dragon is so popular that how can the violent and rebellious dragon family accommodate the Mo family?

Overnight, thousands of Jiaos made waves in the sea. In the twinkling of an eye, they destroyed the Millennium sword casting family, and even the island where the Mo family is located sank into the sea. "

The storyteller said the story in one breath and turned his eyes to Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan didn't let him down either. With a flick of his wrist, another ingot of silver flew out.

Seeing that the storyteller received two large ingots of silver in the blink of an eye, the tea drinkers in the teahouse were also a little jealous. Immediately someone knocked on the tea bowl with wooden chopsticks and shouted discontentedly: "Storyteller, do you have any new things? You have said this laoshizi sword casting family many times. This handsome childe came for the first time. He hasn't heard of it and feels fresh. We old guests are not so easy to fool."

"Yes, I'll have something new. It's boring..." the loud people gathered, and many tea guests immediately began to grumble.

The storyteller happily put away the silver, turned his eyes, smiled and said, "don't worry, don't worry, let's say something new."

He is not stupid either. This kind of good thing of being appreciated by rich guests is obviously only an occasional one. He has to rely on these old tea guests in the teahouse to eat by himself. Naturally, he can't offend them.

After thinking for a while, the storyteller gently shook the paper fan and said again: "in this boundless sea area, there is a long whale, which is huge, sleepy and suspended on the sea. One long sleep is thousands of years. It can't move in wind and rain, and slowly evolved into an island..."

"Long whale Huadao, storyteller, let you tell something fresh. Your stomach is out of stock. It's not like this to fool us!" the tea drinker who just opened his mouth immediately said dissatisfied.

The old storyteller opened his eyes, "why do you pollute people's innocence out of thin air..."

"What innocence? Long whale Huadao, how big the long whale must be. If you say it well, although I'm not as rich as this childe, it's OK to reward you a little money despite being taught by my mother-in-law." the tea drinker shouted.

The old storyteller hesitated for a long time and couldn't give a general idea.

The tea drinker grabbed the handle of the storyteller, "it's really nonsense. It's not like making it up. It's torn down at once!"

The storyteller's face turned red in an instant, and the green veins on his forehead burst out. He argued, "artistic processing can't be counted as making up... Whitewashing! Can the storyteller's business be counted as nonsense?"

The people couldn't help laughing, and the teahouse was full of happy air.

After a long time, the laughter of the tea drinkers calmed down, and the storyteller's face gradually recovered and waved his hand, "it's all right. I'll tell you something absolutely new this time."

There was another roar of laughter in the teahouse.

"Have you heard about Qingzhou Zhenjiang mansion?" said the storyteller with a solemn face.

"I heard some news. It seems to say that there was a great chaos over there more than three months ago. The whole house was seriously killed and injured, and the Zhenjiang mansion was turned into ruins..." said an informed tea drinker.

Suck!

Other tea drinkers took a breath when they heard the speech.

"The mansion turned into ruins?"

"How can it be? How many people will die?"

“......”

A word stirred thousands of waves.

Lu Qingshan also did not expect to hear the news of Zhenjiang mansion so far away from Zhenjiang mansion.

The storyteller was obviously satisfied with the tea drinkers' response. He shook the paper fan complacently and said, "that's right. More than three months ago, there was an unprecedented chaos in Zhenjiang Prefecture. More than four million people in Zhenjiang City survived the great sadness."

"More importantly, the subsequent impact of this matter." the storyteller paused, took another sip of tea for breath, shook his head and said: "the year of Chang'an has lasted for 20000 years.

But just after the turmoil in Zhenjiang mansion, the master of Tianji temple, the national teacher of the great Xia Dynasty, used the art against the sky to steal a line of Tianji.

It is said that the first clue predicts that our summer will fall into unprecedented chaos. Zhenjiang mansion is just the beginning.

For this reason, after the end of the 20000 years of Chang'an, the year will be changed to "Tianyuan"! "

Finally, the storyteller tapped Xingmu.

"Tianyuan? Old man, do you mean the new year is Tianyuan?!" in the surprised eyes of the storyteller, the handsome son stood up and asked in surprise.

The storyteller nodded inexplicably, "yes, childe, three days ago, Da Xia announced to the world that the new year was Tianyuan."

Tianyuan!

Lu Qingshan was shocked.

According to the original plot development, the new year should be Xianwu.

How did it become Tianyuan?!