v4 Chapter 69： Wu'an City

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It was still a while before arriving in Wu'an City, so Zhou An took out the sword intent experience he got last night to watch.

It is said that the sword intent itself is a special spirit formed after the collision of spirit and aura, which can be attached to the blade of the sword and explode with terrifying power.

The biggest threshold for sword repair lies in how to form the sword intent, and then polish it completely, just like sharpening the edge of a sword.

Sharpening the sword intent itself is constantly sharpening one's own spirit. The stronger and tougher the spirit, the sharper the sword intent will be.

"Crafter Kaiyuan's attainment in the way of swords is not very high." Wang Mang said, "Maybe his sword intent is not as strong as yours."

Zhou An smiled and said: "The sword intent of different people is a whole new world, how can we compare it."

"It can be seen that Kai Yuanxiu has a deep research on sword intent."

This book on sword intent has indeed deepened his understanding of sword intent. He is walking on this path with his head covered, and the foundation is completely built for him by Doomsday Games. It seems compact and complete, but in fact there are many loopholes.

The knowledge instilled in the doomsday game has understanding, but such understanding is sometimes one-sided. Different people should have different understandings of the same thing.

Zhou An reckoned that if his sword intent was raised to a higher level, he would be able to advance to the fifth level, and maybe he would be able to get rid of the current situation, but he had to be fast, otherwise he might die at some point.

Life is corrupted little by little, and will collapse at a certain time.

Death is not a process, but a moment.

He could feel that he was only one step away from advancing, but this step was very far away. If Jianyi couldn't reach another level, he might still need the help of Doomsday Game.

After dark, they came to Wu'an City. Wu'an City is a big place, more than ten times larger than the small county town before. The whole city has a population of one million, and it can be said to be prosperous.

"It seems that Xiuxian is really the primary productive force." Zhou En looked at the towering city gate in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Mang shook his head, thinking that Zhou An was a bit strange, and would always come up with some novel words, "This city gate was erected a thousand years ago, when Daqi was just established, wars continued, and Wu'an City also The most important pass, so the city wall is also extremely strong."

The only thing Zhou An found strange in this world was that he didn't see other players, and the people here didn't seem to know the existence of the outside world.

The only explanation is that very few players come here, and it is difficult for monks here to get out.

He suspected that he would be led to this world, and it was also related to the sword in his hand.

When I met Qi Fugui again, it was at the banquet in the palace, he was still dressed as before, with a high seat on top, and he didn't look like a prince at all.

Zhou An sat next to him in the first seat.

Qi Fugui blamed himself and said:

"Brother Zhou, I'm really sorry about what happened before. The people in An Fengtang wanted you wanted indiscriminately."

"I've already sent people to investigate. Those are horse bandits, and if they are killed, they will be killed."

Zhou An nodded to express his understanding: "Thank you, my lord, otherwise, I would still bear the name of evil cultivator for no reason."

"But how did those horse bandits report to the sect in Anfengtang?"

A wry smile appeared on Qi Fugui's face: "This matter is still unclear. The main reason is that I, as a prince, should not have interfered with An Feng Tang's affairs. An Feng Tang is directly managed by Da Qi Immortal Mansion."

Zhou An didn't care too much about it, and thought it would be good if the matter was resolved, it was probably just a misunderstanding, "In short, today's matter can be regarded as the favor of the prince, if the prince needs anything, just call me within the scope of his power .”

Qi Fugui shook his head, and said with a bright face: "What did you say, I just recognize you as a friend."

"I heard from Wang Mang that you are going to visit Tianzong. I don't know what it is for."

Zhou An picked up the wine on the table and took a big sip, then took out the sword talisman from his pocket and said, "Your Highness can recognize this thing, I want to find the owner of this sword talisman."

Qi Fugui took the sword talisman in Zhou An's hand, sized it up, shook his head and said, "I haven't seen it before, and I can't see it, but it seems that it is indeed an item held by a powerful swordsman."

Zhou An continued: "Isn't there a sword fairy in Wangtianzong? I just wanted to ask, the sword fairy should be able to see the origin of this sword talisman."

Qi Fugui thought for a while and said: "But if you want to see, others may not see you. Wangtianzong is the top sect of cultivating immortals. The people of Wangtianzong are naturally extremely arrogant and look down on other cultivators."

Zhou An felt that what Qi Fugui said made sense, so he asked: "It's also the same reason, what can the prince do for me to meet the sword fairy?"

Qi Fugui shook his head, showing a helpless look, and took a sip of the wine on the table: "Although I am a prince, I look distinguished, but to those powerful cultivators, I am no different from other people."

"Let's not say it's you, I don't even have the chance to meet that sword fairy, maybe only my father has the chance."

With the sound of Guzheng, a famous dancer walked into the room, and the dancing was beautiful and fascinating.

After another half night of drinking, apart from Zhou An, there were also some guests and worshipers from the palace.

"You defeated Yi Lianjie in Kaiyuan County, and now half of Wu'an City knows your name, and they all say that your kendo attainments far exceed his." A drunken priest said while pulling Zhou An.

Zhou An's drinking was also a bit high, he smiled, and said complacently: "Isn't this nonsense? Let alone his Yi Lian Festival, even if all the seven Hezhou sons come, how can they be my opponents."

There were still quite a few sober people on the court, who were taken aback when they heard this. Some things can be said, but some things cannot be said.

Immortal cultivators, especially those of decent families, care about fame and face, and sometimes they will make big moves just for the sake of one breath.

Qi Fugui also blushed from drinking, and propped one hand on the table, with a gleam in his eyes, he said: "Brother Zhou, there are so many people here, you can't talk big, the seven sons of Hezhou are all extraordinary, and they are all extremely talented people. , and several of them even broke through to transforming gods not long ago."

Zhou An took another sip of his wine and laughed loudly: "Don't care what kind of Nascent Soul Transformation God he is, how can he block my sword."

He is an extremely proud person, but he doesn't usually show it. In other words, every sword repairer is a proud person, showing his sharpness.

Qi Fugui raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to stop Zhou An from continuing, "Stop, stop, Brother Zhou, if you continue talking, I'm afraid someone will come to trouble you tomorrow."

Zhou An patted his chest with one hand, and said proudly: "Let them come, I want to see who is not convinced!"

Immediately afterwards, someone next to him made a fuss, one looked at the young son, Qin Zhi said: "That's right, let's see who refuses to accept, brother Zhou will beat them all!"

It seems that they are all a group of people who don't think the matter is too big. Those who gathered in the palace today may not necessarily have strong cultivation, but they are also people with dignity in Wu'an City. Seeing that Qi Fugui values ​​​​Zhou An so much, they all subconsciously I think Zhou An's cultivation must be extremely strong.

If they can produce a powerful sword cultivator in Wu'an City, it will be good for everyone in Wu'an City.

At this time.

Another middle-aged man with a greasy face and a bloated figure patted the table and said: "Those people in Hezhou beat us every year. If Brother Zhou can beat them, it can be regarded as a breath of air for us."

Just like that, the atmosphere at the banquet was very lively, but Qi Fugui showed a strange look, feeling that something was wrong, and he talked about letting Zhou An go to the Immortal Contest.

The main thing is not about him alone, but about the whole Wu'an City, and even the whole Qingzhou.

Qi Fugui can't make all the decisions by himself, but the people present can make most of the decisions.

Zhou An said very naturally: "My lord helped me a lot today. If there is anything I need, I will definitely help. You don't need to worry."

When other people heard Zhou An say this, they all praised him for being affectionate and righteous, and he is a man of temperament.

Qi Fugui blinked, and felt that the atmosphere of the banquet was a little strange being led by Zhou An alone, like a group of foxes and dogs gathering together to drink, talking about everything, talking about everything, a group of people who usually intrigue, now seem to be Everyone has become a good brother.

"Maybe Wu'an City still needs a strong monk to support it." He thought of the reason. Qingzhou is located in a remote area and has been weak for many years. Even the monks who go out are looked down upon.

And the cohesion brought by a powerful monk is unimaginable.

It's just that Zhou An's strength is still to be discussed. At present, it seems that he has at least the cultivation base of Jindan, but to participate in the Immortal Contest, he needs at least the strength of Yuanying.

And he also knew that Zhou An was able to beat Yi Lianjie before, probably because of some tricks, Yi Lianjie definitely did not show his true strength.

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"Hoo~"

Zhou An slowly opened his eyes, the fragrance of the pen tip wafted, he heard a knock on the door, and then he saw the beautiful woman sleeping next to him, and pinched his left hand involuntarily.

He also had to lament that enthusiasm is hard to get rid of, what is this woman's name, Xiaobai, sweet potato, green fan or something...

Forget it is not important.

Zhou An got up from the bed and was about to open the door, but the woman next to him woke up and got up and said, "Master, come and change your clothes for you."

Zhou An took a deep breath, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com found it very troublesome, shook his head and said: "No need, Xiaobai."

The woman coquettishly said, "My lord, my name is Shancha."

Zhou An showed embarrassment and said, "Shan Cha, why did you come to my bed yesterday?"

Shan Cha's cheeks were slightly red: "Sir, you brought me in yesterday.

Zhou An couldn't remember clearly: "Really?"

Cha Shan laughed and said, "But sir, we haven't done anything yet? We just slept."

"Just fell asleep?" Zhou An seemed to have such a thing when he thought about it. He was too drunk last night and fell asleep on the bed full of sleepiness.

At this time, a voice came from outside the door, "Master Zhou, there is a man named Jian Nineteen outside the palace to challenge you. He came early in the morning and waited outside for several hours."

Zhou An was taken aback for a moment, remembering what happened at the banquet last night, and mumbled:

"I didn't expect it to ferment so quickly. Someone came here. I don't know if it's because the Seven Sons of Hezhou have a great reputation, or they simply can't understand my outrageous words."