Fu Shifeng

Chapter 64
Changqing Jiqing was taken by his master to Fuzang Palace to practice Taoism. Although he also practiced martial arts on the mountain, it was more used to guide Qi and strengthen his muscles and bones when practicing Qi, rather than relying on fists and feet. People fight and fight.

It's not that Changqing despises people who practice martial arts, it's just because he possesses the extraordinary magic power of howling wind and thunder and summoning generals at a young age.Those martial artists who have put in countless blood and sweat and experienced long-term training in martial arts are mostly vulnerable to Changqing's spells. He naturally feels that there is no need to be distracted in martial arts.

However, the party from the Western Regions shocked Changqing greatly. The Taoism he relied on was once difficult to use, and the inner power of Buddhism still had room to be used. With the strong energy, warriors could even defeat foreign masters who were proficient in magic.

In addition, last night in the emptiness and tranquility, an expert taught swordsmanship, the subtleties of which are as clever as evergreen, and he couldn't comprehend them thoroughly for a while, so it can be seen that martial arts is also broad and profound.

Even though he got a superior sword technique, it didn't mean that Changqing would transform himself into a master of swordsmanship immediately.At least with my current body and physique, although I am far healthier than ordinary people because of breathing and breathing for many years, the flow of Qi through the meridians and the strength of my muscles and bones are not enough to display the true power of this sword technique.

"This young master wants to buy a sword?"

While Changqing was talking with Cheng Sanwu, a short and thin man walked beside him, with mischievous eyebrows and a philistine expression. He had been squatting outside the gate of the ironware store since just now, and he probably had his eyes on customers like Changqing.

"How? You have a sword to sell?" Although Changqing stopped, there was a distrustful expression on his face.

"The villain doesn't have it, but he knows where to find a good sword." The short and thin man stretched his arms and signaled: "You two may wish to come with me."

Changqing was dubious, he looked aside, Cheng Sanwu moved his neck and shoulders, the sun shone from behind him, and the shadow cast completely covered the short and thin man, he grinned grinningly: "Okay, you lead the way, I would like to Look at what kind of good sword it is, hehe..."

The short and thin man had a sore throat and twitched. He smiled hard and said, "You two are thinking too much. What the villain introduced is a serious business."

"Did I say that your business is not serious?" Cheng Sanwu asked back with folded arms.

The short and thin man showed fear, cursed bad luck secretly, did not dare to cheat, so he had to obediently lead the two out of the East Market and came to Xuanyangfang on the west side.

There are also high-end mansions everywhere here, and there are not a few people who open the door facing the street. There are many high-rise buildings with two or three floors. There are rockery and forest pools, just like the jade palace in the fairy palace, which can be seen in the extravagance and luxury.

"Tsk tsk, with this posture, I thought Tianxiang Pavilion was already luxurious enough, but I didn't expect it to be even more exaggerated here." Cheng Sanwu exclaimed.

Changqing frowned: "The size of the house and the pavilions are clearly in violation of the building repair system. Is there no one to care about it?"

"Take care? Who dares to take care of it?" The short and thin man who led the way turned around and smiled and said, "The Wannian County Government is here in Xuanyangfang. Have you ever seen them say anything?"

Chang'an City is bounded by Zhuque Street, with Chang'an County in the west and Wannian County in the east.However, in a place like Chang'an, where the emperor is at the foot of the emperor and princes are everywhere, the position of county magistrate is probably extremely difficult to do. Even if he is in charge of small matters such as civil and robbery, how can he not provoke the relatives of some important people?As for house violations, it is better to have less than to have more.

"The county magistrate can't control it, so doesn't the censor impeach him?" Changqing asked in a deep voice.

"Impeachment, of course!" The short and thin man said without hesitation: "Every year, there are impeachments written by the imperial censor, saying that the residences of princes and ministers violated the regulations, but they all fell into the sea. It is useless!"

Changqing's face was ugly, Cheng Sanwu said carelessly: "Don't even think about it, these things are out of our control."

At this time, the short and thin man led the two of them to a mansion. They entered through the side door. Ginkgo trees were planted all over the courtyard. With the wind in the sleeves, a burst of yellow leaves fluttered around the feet, and the artistic conception is extraordinary.

There were voices not far away, and a group of men and women in brocade and embroidered gowns were talking and laughing as they strolled along the stone steps. On the left and right sides, there were various rare and rare treasures displayed on high stands for people to watch.

"What kind of place is this?" Changqing still couldn't help asking: "Your master is not afraid of being thieves if outsiders are allowed to come and go in the luxurious mansion?"

The short and thin man laughed and said: "My master said that if a thief can steal something from his house, it proves that the other party is very skilled. If he is willing to pay a return visit, my master will give out money equal to the value of the stolen thing." , as an invitation gift."

"What a big tone!" Cheng Sanwu smiled: "If I guessed correctly, your master must have raised a group of powerful guards. If those treasure thieves really dare to come, they will call you immediately Death. Over time, no thieves dare to think about your master's treasure."

The short and thin man praised: "The guest obviously understands the rules of the world."

"Is your master's name Yang Chongyi?" Chang Qing asked.

"Exactly." After the short and thin man finished speaking, a butler-like figure approached from the opposite side. Several people exchanged hands and exchanged names.

"It turned out to be Mr. Changqing and Cheng Daxia. They have been admiring each other for a long time." Even when they met for the first time, Steward Yang complimented him as usual: "My master has always been willing to make friends with heroes and literati from all walks of life, so he prepared rare treasures from all over the world in this ginkgo garden. For everyone to enjoy."

"Can I just watch and play?" Cheng Sanwu asked curiously.

"If the two distinguished guests are interested in any treasure, they can naturally buy it." Butler Yang replied with a smile.

"Swords and weapons, you also have them here?" Mr. Changqing raised his eyes and looked not far away, there were three literati surrounding a bronze wine vessel, as if they were discussing whether the historical records were accurate.

"Yes." Steward Yang immediately led the way, passing through the verandah and came to a hall with walls on three sides. There was an open courtyard outside. There were various swords and swords on the weapon racks in the hall, most of which were inlaid with gold, silver, pearls and jade, very luxurious.

Changqing took a few glances, raised his hand to take down a sword, and saw that the scabbard was painted vermilion, the sword was carved with phoenix wings, the head of the sword was in the shape of wishful Ganoderma lucidum, hollowed out with gold, and inlaid with a fine dan jade .

Carefully draw the sword out of its sheath, the sword body does not have the expected cold light, but under the sunlight, it reveals brilliant red gold splendor, as if there is really a phoenix hidden in the sword.Close to the sword, the ancient seals were engraved and filled with cinnabar. Changqing studied the ancient seal characters in Fuzang Palace a lot, and could easily identify the characters.

"Mr. Changqing is very knowledgeable!" Steward Yang echoed immediately: "This Fenghua sword is the masterpiece of Yan Youwei, a master swordsmith in Qizhou. The red jade with nine turns of the furnace is embedded in the head of the sword. The person holding the sword draws out the sword with strength, and the red jade naturally senses it, and the sound of the phoenix crowing from the sword can make the evil spirits retreat."

"Yangsui Guan?" Changqing raised his eyebrows: "I've heard about them, and it's said that they have been studying how to take Danyu. Now it seems that they are planning to change their ways?"

"That's not what the villain can know."

The lineage of Taoist Wai Dan originated very early, but the refining of Wai Dan is very expensive, not only the medicine is hard to come by, but also the process of alchemy is extremely difficult to master.

Therefore, the inheritance of outer alchemy is usually attached to the emperor's nobles. As far as Changqing knows, there are several Taoist schools in Zhongnan Mountain who are proficient in smelting outer alchemy, and they have close contacts with the princes and nobles in Chang'an.

Daguan Daoist also said that most of these elixirs made by the Waidan Daoist sect are for aphrodisiac and muscle strength, and it is not possible to expect any brilliant ideas.

And Yangsui Guan is also unique among these Waidan Taoist schools. They don't care about the five metals and eight stones often recorded in Taoist books, but devote all their attention to studying Danyu, thinking that this thing is condensed by the vitality of the earth. Take it and refine it, or you can live longer than Kunwei and become a land god.

Changqing does know that Danyu has the magical function of linking energy and transforming it. Some people will condense spells in Danyu, just like storing water in a pot, which can be stored for a long time without any wear and tear.If it is too late to activate the magic power in a critical situation, you can shatter the magic storage elixir and cast the spell out of it.

Even though Danyu is produced in many places, this kind of usage is really too extravagant.Daoist practitioners usually place Danyu in a certain place, so as to connect Qi, form a formation barrier, and protect the cave dojo.

It was the first time for Changqing to experience the method of inlaying danyu on a weapon like the one in front of him. He came to the open space, gently stroked the sword with his fingertips, and then followed the sword manual obtained in the dream last night, and used his strength to make moves.

Changqing's martial arts are mediocre, and he can't even express his inner strength as he wants, he has to adjust his breath first and keep his thoughts in mind.

Feeling the inner strength coming out along the waist, back and arms, the danyu inlaid on the head of the sword flickered slightly, and the sword edge made a clear sound, which was clearer than that of Yunjin shaking the sword, and the red gold light on the sword body was also more conspicuous.

It has to be said that this Fenghua sword is extremely exquisite, not only is it beautifully decorated, but also because of the induction of Danyu and the fact that the sword produces Fengming, this sword is comparable to a magic weapon.

Although Steward Yang didn't say anything, Changqing felt that the Fenghua sword itself could also assist in casting spells, especially the sword that produces the sound of the phoenix. If it can be adjusted a little, it can fit the rhythm of bells and drums of Huang Guan in Kongtong Mountain.

This Fenghua sword alone is enough to show that Yang Chongyi's family business is rich.For some Taoist sects, the Fenghua Sword is a rare treasure.Yang Chongyi served it out in such a grand manner for people to enjoy, but he didn't take money as money.

Changqing sighed softly, put the sword back into its sheath, and gently played with the hilt.Seeing this, Steward Yang asked, "Mr. Changqing, do you feel that Fenghua Sword still has some shortcomings?"

"This...is not easy to say." Changqing originally wanted to show off, but he suddenly felt that if he revealed it to others like this, it would make the other party look down on him.

Sure enough, Steward Yang said urgently: "My master has something to say, if the guests who come to the Ginkgo Garden can point out the shortcomings of the treasures, they will offer them with courtesy."

On the other hand, Cheng Sanwu looked at a few knives, all curled his lips, and interrupted after hearing this: "I thought I would just give this sword to us!"

"The guest is joking." Butler Yang replied with a smile, without any embarrassment.

Just as Changqing was about to explain, there was a burst of chatter and laughter approaching, and he saw four men in brocade clothes coming, the leader of which was Du Jianzhang who met on the road when he first came to Chang'an.

When Du Jianzhang saw Cheng Sanwu while speaking, his expression changed suddenly, and he shouted angrily, "Why are you?!"

"Huh? Who?" Cheng Sanwu was taken aback for a moment, looked at Du Jianzhang up and down with a little disdain: "Oh, it's you. Are you here to flirt with women again?"

No one expected that Cheng Sanwu would say this on such an occasion. Du Jianzhang's face froze, and then he gritted his teeth and looked at Butler Yang: "Ginkgo Garden is really hopeless, do you even want to entertain this kind of countryman?"

Butler Yang could not have expected that the two had a grievance first, so he stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Master Du is laughing at me. My master invites guests from all walks of life in the Ginkgo Garden, regardless of their origins. It is rare for Mr. Du to come in person. What do you like?" , just ask, if there is no one right now, Ginkgo Garden will go to buy it immediately."

Du Jianzhang happened to see the Fenghua sword in Changqing's hand, raised his finger and said, "This is the sword I want!"

Changqing frowned slightly and did not speak.Steward Yang was a little troubled. Du Jianzhang was born in the Jingzhao Du family, so he had to take good care of him, and the Yang family's business was able to achieve the scale it is today because it is under the patronage of Jingzhao's wealthy family.

It's just that my master also ordered that the treasures of Ginkgo Garden should be bought by people who know the goods, so as to form good karma.

Butler Yang could tell that Changqing was not an ordinary person. He recognized the ancient seal on Fenghua sword at a glance, and he was familiar with the Taoist sect. He presumably was a practitioner of Taoism. It is a great benefit, and it is better than blindly flattering dudes like Du Jianzhang.

Seeing that Butler Yang didn't act in time, Du Jianzhang immediately became angry: "Okay! Yang Chongyi's domestic slaves dare to be disobedient? You sold the sword to those rural peasants, are you taking our Jingzhao Du family seriously?"

There was no reason for this questioning, and Changqing even felt that Du Jianzhang was just playing with his childish temper. The more uneducated dude he is, the more he likes to talk about his family background.

Butler Yang restrained his dissatisfaction, apologized repeatedly, came to Changqing, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Changqing really laughed, since the money and goods have not yet been paid, I wonder if this Fenghua sword can be given to Mr. Du... Ginkgo Yuan will not treat Mr. badly, and there will be an apology later!"

Chang Qing did smile, he didn't intend to buy this Fenghua sword at first, just seeing the pile of gorgeous decorations, he can imagine how expensive this sword is.

"Give it to him." Changqing handed over Fenghua sword, not wanting to entangle with Du Jianzhang, turned to look at other swords.

Du Jianzhang took the Fenghua Sword from Steward Yang, without asking how much it was worth, immediately drew the sword, and pointed at Cheng Sanwu:

"You villager, you spoiled my good things last time, and today I will make you suffer!"

Steward Yang wanted to dissuade him, but the Fenghua sword was very sharp, and Du Jianzhang flicked it left and right, scaring everyone to avoid it.

Cheng Sanwu didn't have the slightest fear on his face, instead he looked leisurely and complacent, leaning on the pillar, crossing his arms across his chest: "It's not good to use too many knives and swords, if I don't stop and hack you to death on the spot, the government will They are going to arrest me and question me.”

(End of this chapter)