Chapter 161 Wanjianzhuang, the sword division meeting

   "Open the door, open the door~"

  At night, Ye Meng knocked loudly on the door of Wanjian Village, and soon someone opened the door: "Second Master, you are back. You were not in the old house in the middle of the night, why are you back?"

   "Let's go, I have an urgent matter with my elder brother." Ye Meng rushed in directly, heading straight for the bedroom of the owner of Wanjianzhuang.

   In this regard, the old slave who opened the door was also speechless. The second master of Wanjianzhuang is usually a rascal, he likes to drink and forge, and he used to like to practice swords, but it seems that it has been abandoned a lot these years.

   Fortunately, although he is not stingy, he is also a person who knows the current situation, so he went to guard the old house of Wanjianzhuang to live, anyway, he did not worry about eating and drinking.

  But everyone knows that this unscrupulous Ye Meng is actually an acquired martial artist.

   "Brother, open the door quickly, open the door quickly, something serious has happened." Ye Meng slapped his brother Ye Sheng's bedroom door vigorously again, if it was any bigger, he would have to smash the door.

   "Fucking lightly, I'm getting dressed!!"

  In the room, Ye Sheng couldn't help roaring.

   I don’t even look at what time it is, even if there is no curfew in the world of martial arts, it’s impossible to say that I don’t want to sleep.

  It's already midnight.

   "Hurry up and put on, the second master is waiting for you." A woman's voice urged.

   "Ahem, brother, hurry up." Ye Meng was also a little embarrassed, but his unscrupulous character still made a wave of urging.

  Anyway, as long as he is not embarrassed, the one who is embarrassed is someone else.

   "What's so urgent, you came to find me in the middle of the night." Ye Sheng frowned and pushed open the door, looking at his younger brother in front of him, his brows frowned.

   "The matter is a bit big, that is, I gave away the things in the old house." Ye Meng said cautiously.

   "Just for this matter, the old house is in your hands and there are some scraps left in your hands. Give it away as soon as you give it away. As for this matter, come to me." Ye Sheng felt that his younger brother was trying to amuse him.

  Ye Meng didn't take care of anything in the old house, let alone some swords, even tables, chairs and benches.

   "No, the things I gave are quite special, if I tell you, you can't be angry." Ye Meng still took precautions.

  Ye Sheng thumped in his heart: "You don't mean to send the old house out."

   "No, no, I just gave away the stove in the old house."

"How did you give away the stove before you gave away the old house? Isn't it built in the old house? Wouldn't it be better to find a mason to build a new one for him if you have the spare time?" Ye Sheng thought it was not What a big deal, but I was still a little confused after hearing Ye Meng's words.

Ye Meng hesitated: "I don't know, I thought it was just a fool, teasing him that he could move away and I would give it to him, but I didn't expect him to move away, I also got up at night to find something to eat Only then did I realize that I am here to find you, big brother."

When Ye Sheng heard this, he almost didn't come up. Ye Meng has done a lot of absurd things these years, but most of them are within the understandable range, such as digging his small treasury when he has no money to drink. of.

   But today's matter is completely beyond the understanding of normal people. Who can move the old stove away, and more importantly, who wants the old stove.

  So, Ye Sheng suspects that Ye Meng just came to him for entertainment after drinking too much.

"Forget it, if it's gone, it's gone. You go build another one yourself. I'll go see it tomorrow. If the stove is really gone, I'll cut off your wine for a year. Get the **** out of here now." Ye Sheng was calm at first, But when he thought that Ye Meng was amusing himself, his tone became more and more irritable, and finally he just shouted.

   "Yes, I'll go right away." Ye Meng shrank his head, knowing that his elder brother was angry, and wanted to run away.

"Wait, you kid came back to me. I almost got mad at you. I'll go back in a few days. The day after tomorrow is the sword-split meeting. It's shameless if you're not there. I was going to look for you tomorrow. Save yourself the trouble."

  Ye Sheng suddenly remembered this, and immediately called Ye Meng.

  Ye Meng also paused: "Not good, after all."

"It's nothing wrong. You are the second master of our Wanjian Village. It's not a good idea for you not to attend the sword-splitting meeting once every ten years. Go back and ask the people below to boil water for you to wash and have a good sleep." Ye Sheng couldn't help but say. After interrupting Ye Meng's words, he went back to the house and continued to sleep.

  Ye Meng stood at the door for a long time, reaching out several times to knock on the door to tell his elder brother to reject it.

   But in the end, he still didn't do anything, and finally followed his elder brother's orders helplessly.

Wanjianzhuang supports his generous life on weekdays. He, the second in command, doesn't care about all kinds of things in the village. He only enjoys power and doesn't take responsibility. Now this is a major event that improves Wanjianzhuang's reputation in the world. He couldn't help but participate, after all, it was related to Wanjian Village.

   "Sword Splitting Conference, do I have such a coincidence?"

  The next morning, Chen Xiyi, who was about to leave the Sword Forging City, suddenly heard the news.

  Probably all sects and sects in the world send their favorite disciples to Wanjian Village for a competition, and the winner will get the strongest sword.

   Others get other swords according to their rankings.

  Chen Xiyi thinks that, on the one hand, this is a marketing method to increase the popularity of Wanjianzhuang.

  On the other hand, it is naturally regarded as a fraternity. With so many sects coming, they are not allowed to solicit relationships, run business, and then improve the economy of Forging Sword City.

  Participants are generally fitness fighters, and acquired martial artists are the leaders.

   With the platform of Wanjianzhuang, the sects can not only temper their own disciples, but also make a name for themselves and so on.

  Basically, it’s an event where everyone benefits.

   "Why don't you stay and take a look, I haven't seen warriors in this world compete, let's see how far they are from me."

  Chen Xiyi didn't know the strength of an innate warrior, but Chen Xiyi, an acquired warrior, felt that he was one punch.

  Houtian warriors are actually not that strong, they are weaker than ordinary zombies.

  According to his calculation, the strength of both hands is about 800 jin.

  While forging body fighters, there are about 300 to 500 jin, depending on their own internal strength.

  After all, the strength of this ordinary zombie's hands is probably more than a thousand catties.

  At first glance, it seems that zombies are also a bit weak, and excavators are stronger than these things.

  Chen Xiyi's innate qi plus the blessing of the wild elephant can't beat them to death.

   "I guess it's all pecking at each other." Chen Xiyi thinks, or just take a look, anyway, the module is not in a hurry for a day or two, this is a big event in the world, if he misses it, it won't be a lot of fun.

  Without the Qi refiners, Chen Xiyi's mentality has calmed down a lot after a day's adjustment.

  There are only three values ​​in this world, fairies, modules, and martial arts.

   He is not in a hurry to collect martial arts, and he can't use them without modules, unless they are improved into his own Qi refiner system.

  The module is relatively far away, in the south, he estimated that it would take a few days to use the alloy horse without sleep, and the goblin has already got it, so there is no need for it.

   After putting down the burden, sit in the lobby of the inn.

  The difference from the previous two worlds is that most of the people who eat and drink here are not ordinary people, but basically people from the world.

  Most of them have two abilities, body forging martial artist plus someone getting started.

   After scanning around, Chen Xiyi found that 90% of people in the Jianghu are carrying swords, even if they are beginners in palm technique or kick technique, they also carry swords.

   Only those swordsmanship, marksmanship and the like will be other weapons.

  'It seems that swordsmanship is really popular in this world. ’ Chen Xiyi came to this conclusion, otherwise Wanjianzhuang, a manufacturer and wholesaler of sword weapons, would have grown so big, and even squeezed into the top ten sects in the world.

  However, the strength of Wanjianzhuang should not be underestimated. Otherwise, how could a sect that specializes in making weapons be independent, and it would have been annexed by other sects or the Dayin Dynasty long ago.

   "Three catties of Jianghu drunk, five catties of sauced beef, hurry up." A rather heroic-looking middle-aged man walked into the inn, and shouted at Xiao Er unceremoniously.

   Regarding this, Chen Xiyi had no choice but to complain, this honest eating of beef was not handcuffed by the government.

   Sure enough, it is the orthodox martial arts world, and beef is eaten like this.

   "Come on, your wine and meat." The waiter also quickly brought up the traditional hero set meal.

  Chen Xiyi took a closer look, my good guy, it basically has this configuration, but Chen Xiyi's various side dishes are kind of out of place.

   "It's Nanling Fighter Xiang Xu, I didn't expect him to come to this sword-splitting meeting. It's really strange."

   "That's the sword produced by Wanjianzhuang, who can't be tempted."

   "Especially this year's Guangjian, which won the first place in the Sword Division, is said to be able to break three layers of leather. It is really a magic weapon. Who wouldn't want it."

  When a group of diners saw Xiang Xu, they couldn't help discussing it.

  As for the center of the discussion, Xiang Xu, the bear fighter, seemed to be unable to hear their discussion, eating and drinking on his own, but in a very good mood.

   To mess around, what you want is nothing more than fame and fortune.

  Xiang Xu is very satisfied with this wave of fame. After all, someone recognized him as soon as he came, which shows that his reputation in the Jianghu is very good.

   "It's a pity that he is only from an undisciplined background. If he has to enter the sect and worship a famous teacher, he may be an acquired martial artist now. It's a pity."

   "Extremely good."

  Chen Xiyi listened to the discussions of the diners, and he had some doubts that these people were the sailors invited by the bear fighter Xiang Xu.

   Otherwise, how could it be so detailed.

   But it is true that Chen Xiyi has wronged them. This is really not a naval army. You need to know all kinds of rumors about the rivers and lakes, or you may offend some people someday.

  People from the rivers and lakes look very romantic.

   But in Chen Xiyi's eyes, another meaning is a homeless gangster with his head hanging around his neck.

  Especially those untrained people who don’t have any sects, maybe wearing night clothes and covering their faces, they can completely play a guest role as a highwayman or a flying robber.

  This lightness kung fu is still very powerful, especially the light kung fu after buffing the inner strength. Although it may not be possible to climb over the city wall, it is still possible to fly over the wall.

   At least walking on the tiles is not only fast, but also light and motionless.

  Don't ask Chen Xiyi how he knew, last night Chen Xiyi was lying on the bed in the hotel room, and there were at least ten waves of people passing by the roof above his head.

  These people's lightness kung fu can be advanced or rough, but basically ordinary people won't notice it.

  There are many warriors in this world, but there are more ordinary people in the world. If there are not a large number of people to provide productivity, how can those heroes drink and eat meat.

  As for the whole people practicing martial arts, this is even more impossible.

  The phrase "poor culture and rich martial arts" is applicable everywhere. If we really want to practice martial arts, who will do the work?

  Everyone wants to become a master after practicing martial arts to a high level, but no one wants to know that everyone has the same starting point, but you are on top of me.

  So it seems that there are many people practicing martial arts, just because of the time and place where Chen Xiyi is.

  The Sword Splitting Conference and the Sword Forging City itself is the residence of the Ten Great Sects and a weapon holy place, so there will be more people from the Jianghu here.

   In another place, I am afraid there will not be so many people from the rivers and lakes.

  (end of this chapter)