Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

Chapter 582

The faint fragrance followed the breeze, from far to near, and appeared in Shang Qingyi's perception, followed by the sound of the strings vibrating in the wind.

Although the person has not yet approached, but based on this movement, it can be inferred that the person who came is extraordinary. If it weren't for the innate human five senses to be strong, plus he has been with flowers and plants all year round, and he still has some cultivation, it may not be discovered.

Glancing around from the corner of the eye, Shang Qingyi quickly made a judgment that he was indeed the only one who sensed it.

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"A pot of tea and two plates of snacks."

With sharp yet gentle aura and calm tone, it seems that his guess is correct. It is not easy to meet a real master in this roadside wild shop.

but……

He didn't intend to provoke right and wrong.

Just when Shang Qingyi glanced at the inscription on the fan, and was about to pretend nothing happened, a gaze came from behind, making him stop pouring tea for himself.

"Careless."

Since he can perceive the other party, then the other party should also be able to perceive him.

This time, he was indeed negligent.

It was too late to fix the situation, and now I can only hope that right and wrong will not find him.

"..."

Sometimes, the more you want something not to happen, the more likely it will happen.

The sound of footsteps from far to near, at this moment, is knocking on someone's heartstrings, until——

"Look at Xiongtai sitting alone, do you mind sharing a table together?"

In just a few breaths, Lin Chongyang had locked his identity, and as the Sword Judgment was getting closer, some related people also began to show up during this period.

The ancients said that it is true where we do not meet each other in life.

Shang Qingyi, who was sitting at the table, sighed helplessly at this moment, and then replied:

"There's nothing you can do, please."

Since it can't be avoided, and it is true that he is being rude, then let's not avoid it.

Fortunately, although he has not been out of the arena for a long time, he still has basic knowledge. Judging from his attire, the probability of the other party being a villain is very small.

Over the years, the reputation of Confucianists in adversity is quite good.

Moreover, compared to ordinary Confucian students, the one in front of him is not only dressed in the undisguised Confucian style, but also has more refined fabrics and accessories, and has a piano on his back.

At least [-]% of the possibilities are from the masters of Confucianism.

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Lin Chongyang opened the stool and sat opposite to Shang Qingyi.

Observation is mutual. When Shang Qingyi was still judging whether Lin Chongyang was a villain, Lin Chongyang had already completely determined the identity of the person in front of him based on some characteristics, and dug up the corresponding information from his memory.

What should he say?

It's quite...

Regrettably.

As soon as the person sat down, the shopkeeper delivered the teapot and snacks. Lin Chongyang paid the silver taels, and after the person left, he asked:

"Guanxiongtai wears a sword around his waist, but he wants to go to the Sea of ​​Swords?"

In the world of swordsmanship in the bitter world, it can be said that a hundred flowers are blooming, and a hundred schools of thought are contending. After all, just a single-edged sword mark can generate a bunch of schools, let alone the mainstream swordsmanship with a long history. flower.

However, in such a big environment, the soft sword still belongs to the most partial category, even more partial than the single-edged sword.

In the line of Shan Feng, no matter what, there are several well-known masters in the world, what about Ruan Jian?The person in front of him can barely be regarded as one, but he can only be regarded as a master, and he is not well-known in the world.

There is no way to do this, the world of hardships is like this, the rhythm is relatively fast, so soft swords that are difficult to make quickly and require relatively high requirements for swordsmen will naturally be eliminated by the general environment and become unpopular swords.

Of course, because of this, those who have achieved success in it must be those with outstanding aptitude.

Because the sword body is as soft as silk, its strength is not easy to master and use, and it requires a high degree of concentration of essence, energy and spirit when practicing.

Although it is also possible to infuse true energy into a hard sword, why not just practice hard sword with that kind of kung fu?Just like Ji Chen Huan in the past, using the ruler as a sword, taking the dross and discarding the essence, it is completely unnecessary.

Anyway, Lin Chongyang's first impression of Shang Qingyi was quite good.

Upon hearing the words, Shang Qingyi asked curiously, "Oh? How did you see that?"

"Could I guess wrong?" Lin Chongyang asked back.

"No, the news of the Sword Appreciation Club has spread all over the sword world. I really plan to go and have a look. Where's your brother?"

As a swordsman and a person who loves swords, Shang Qingyi actually doesn't have much interest in the so-called rankings.

He didn't learn swords to compete with others, otherwise he wouldn't choose the soft sword, which is a side-to-side sword weapon. Everything is just pure liking.

However, he still intends to go to the sword judging meeting. As for whether to participate, he will make a decision after he goes there.

Lin Chongyang replied: "Go north, first go to the northern border."

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the northern border is not said to be full of wars, but it can't be called peaceful."

There are not many rumors about the two sides in the northwest. In the tea stall of this wild shop, the two of them can often hear a few words from the people of the rivers and lakes.

Not far away, people from the rivers and lakes were chatting hotly at this time, and they didn't notice the two people in the corner. Moreover, there were many people coming and going in the rivers and lakes, so extra attention was completely unnecessary.

Lin Chongyang poured tea for himself, only to hear a voice from a table not far away:
"Speaking of which, I heard that the Tiance Dynasty sent troops to cut off the official road from the Central Plains to the northern border. Is it true?"

"I've heard about it, but it's true."

Someone asked: "Did those caravans not object?"

The north is poorer than the Central Plains, but it doesn't mean there is no business, just like some of them, they used to do dart work for others.

"What are you objecting to? Who is the Dragon Lord Tiance? Not only did he give a reasonable price, but he also saved them from the loss of going back and forth. You must know that the northern border is not peaceful."

A person from the rivers and lakes who came from afar spoke up and answered the doubts of the previous person. Judging from his tone, it is estimated that he is an insider.

"That's right, it's not selling to anyone."

"The money earned is naturally less, but considering the overall loss, the income is actually much more than before. After all, there is a lot of chaos over there. If you are robbed, you will lose money?"

Someone opened his mouth and analyzed the situation in the north, which attracted a lot of echoes.

"Extreme! Exactly!"

"What is it? It's the old calendar. After the northern official road was rebuilt, the blockade was gone. The Tiance Dynasty will guarantee their safety in the northern border, but they need to pay taxes when passing through the checkpoint."

Some people raised objections and ridiculed others for lagging behind in the news, but they also explained.

"How much is the tax worth? I'm afraid that I will earn my life but not spend my life."

Afterwards, a group of people began to gossip, and the discussion became more and more heated.

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Lin Chongyang looked at Shang Qingyi who was sitting opposite:
"What do you think, brother?"

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so it's hard to comment."

Shang Qingyi shook his head and continued:

"However, when the world rises and falls, it is the people who suffer. This point has not changed since ancient times."

　San Xigong, who had been placed with high hopes, turned out to be a hero outside the tmd universe. Originally, I still held such illusory hopes, but it turned out that he was the second best ghost in the world.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)