From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

In the wild world, the same day in March.

Ten thousand years ago, the founders of the three religions joined forces to build a Great Wall made entirely of sword energy. Under the influence of the internal formation, the Sword Energy Great Wall can absorb spiritual energy and sword intent to repair itself whenever it is damaged. The wall is thousands of feet high and stretches for 300,000 miles in the southernmost corner of the wilderness. Behind the city live hundreds of thousands of families of ancient prisoners' bloodline. There are also tens of thousands of extremely precious sword cultivators from the other three worlds.

In the southern part of the city, there is a mirage with rows of buildings. There are more than 3,000 inns and shops. It is also the only den of money-spending, most of whom are Haoran people. There is a sword fighting arena in the central area. The monsters captured by the sword immortals often appear here and are forced to fight with young sword practitioners.

There is no daytime in the wild world, which is extremely suitable for monsters to worship the moon and practice. On the streets inside the mirage, it is not uncommon to see groups of wealthy women from the Middle Earth, and disciples of immortals walking everywhere under the leadership of their teachers. Basically all the business here is related to the corpses of monsters, and they cannot be killed even after ten thousand years.

The Dong family sword shop, the Qi family clothing shop, the Chen family pill shop and the demon clan prison are equally famous and are considered the four important places.

The three surnames of Dong, Qi and Chen are well-deserved first-class surnames. There are a total of twelve second-class families, all of which have great sword immortals as their patriarchs or worshippers. The order of the four grades of A, B, C and D changes every few hundred years, mainly depending on the number and strength of the sword immortals in the family, as well as the amount of military merits gained from killing monsters.

The Mirage is managed by the Yan family, which is placed in the Shanxia Dynasty. This family is roughly equivalent to the Ministry of Revenue.

Today, the third wave of passengers entered the mirage through the gate. Someone and the sword servant both felt the kindness of the world to sword practitioners. Meng Shanren's face turned pale. The spiritual energy that was like a knife cutting a sword poured into the sea of ​​qi in his cave, making this Confucian gentleman extremely uncomfortable. As for the yellow dog, he fell into a half-dead situation.

The second war was about to begin. Young sword cultivators transporting elixirs, standard swords, and magical instruments and clothing could be seen everywhere. But there were even more children under ten years old. One water float could hit seven or eight sword cultivator embryos.

When they are eleven or twelve years old, these new generations need to deliver swords to the top of the city walls. When they are fourteen or fifteen years old, they go down to the city to fight with the monsters. No matter if they come from places where noble families gather, such as Taixiang Street and Yuhut Street, or shabby alleys without even a name, all of them are without exception. Below the level of Earthly Immortals, the Sword Qi Great Wall will equip the teams composed of young sword cultivators with sword masters to protect the formation. Those who come from wealthy families have some advantages, and they are accompanied by family servants, but they will not see life and death, and rarely take action.

With thousands of years of inheritance, there are countless sword practitioners from generation to generation.

On the highest building, a middle-aged swordsman looked down at the ground, his eyes lingering on those Haoran women who occasionally giggled, full of indifference and murderous intent. If it weren't for the large formation covering him, his eyes alone would be enough to make ordinary people in the fifth realm feel uneasy. Because there was no concealment, it would often cause sensitive travelers to look up and make him look, and then carve a hidden sword wound on their hearts without leaving a trace.

Generally speaking, nearly half of the people in Jianqi Great Wall are hostile to Haoran World.

If it weren't for those foreign sword cultivators who came to support, this proportion would increase dramatically. The reason is simple: the more peaceful and prosperous the world is, the more resentment the local sword cultivators will have when people die in the north of the city.

The accompanying Meng Shanren first looked up, then quickly lowered his head and rubbed his eyes, then said, "Sword Immortal Zhang Zhu is well-known in Zhongtu Mountain. When he was young, he used all his strength in the sword-asking and sword-leading sessions, and destroyed two sword-immortal embryos who came here to travel. He is the guy who dislikes outsiders the most here."

Jiang Yuan pinched his finger prints and asked, "Is the Mirage in charge rotating or is it fixed for a long time?"

Meng Shanren thought for a moment and replied, "The damn Aliang mentioned a sentence or two in the letter he sent back home. It takes military merits for the Sword Immortal to be in charge of the Mirage Tower, but it doesn't cost money to go to the Jade Tower and other secluded alleys. Aliang said at the time that it might be his turn next week, so it should be a weekly rotation."

Jiang Yuan nodded and said no more, but went to stroll around the three major workshops. The prices of standard workshop swords and robes should not be expensive.

On the roadside, a group of children were carrying boxes filled with elixirs, preparing to deliver them to the foot of the city. Yan Zhuo, who was at the end of the team, had just changed into a brand new robe today. It was as white as jade and looked outstanding, which amazed the fairies who passed by.

Yan Zhuo was a little happy to hear the praise, and after hesitating for a while, he finally spoke to the other children about it, hoping to get some recognition. As a result, when he passed the corner of the alley, several children put down their boxes and pushed him to the ground. Half a quarter of an hour later, the team with one less person continued to move forward. Yan Zhuo in the alley was crying loudly, and his body was still emitting the smell of urine.

Another group of children came back to transport the second wave of supplies. The leader was a girl in black with a bamboo sword and a bamboo knife hanging around her waist. She had a heroic look between her brows and wore a veil hat on her head. When she heard the crying, she frowned, stood over, crossed her arms over her chest, and raised her head.

"You are useless. Come with me from now on and I will teach you a few tricks."

Not far away, a warrior named Bai Lianshuang smiled. She was born a maid in the Yao family, and now looking at the young lady, she found that she and the mistress were carved from the same mold.

……

On the highest platform.

Sword Immortal Yan Ming landed gracefully on the ground and saw his eldest son crying. He showed dissatisfaction on his face and sighed for a long while. Although he was a little timid, he was not completely disappointed.

"Didn't you go to reconcile accounts with Lord Yinguan?" asked the Sword Immortal Zhang Zhu, his eyes flickering.

Yan Ming said unhappily, "My robes have been peed on, how can I still be in the mood? I have nothing to worry about leaving it to Luo Shan and Zhu An."

Zhang Zhu said, "Go and ask Aliang to help me collect the wine debt. I can't make ends meet."

Yan Ming's face froze. "Whoever can pull ivory out of a dog's mouth, I will become his sworn brother. If you want to go, go by yourself. Return the core of the magic circle to me before you leave. Don't break the rules by mistake. Everyone knows your little tricks of using swords to hurt the heart of Tao. If it weren't for your great achievements, some foreign sword immortals would have been dissatisfied."

Zhang Zhu remained silent and no longer secretly persuaded the other party to leave.

"By the way, I heard there was a big commotion in the heart of the wilderness. The prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty killed a fifth-level golden toad, which directly alarmed the ancestor of the Moon Palace. The two sides chased each other for half a month, awakening many big monsters. There was revenge and grievance, and there was chaos. Several groups of monster geniuses were also affected. This time, there may be a lot of big monsters who were punished by Tuoyue Mountain to atone for their sins. You should be careful."

Yan Ming turned around and looked at his old friend in surprise, "Where did you hear that?"

Zhang Zhu said calmly, "I have a relationship with that group of private swordsmen who went deep into the wilderness. I spent a lot of money to bring it back. The big sword fairy and the others all know about it, but it's not time to announce it yet. I told you in advance, so don't sell it to me. Your flying sword that can only exchange lives is not suitable for fighting on the battlefield."

"Okay." Yan Ming touched his chin, "Miss Ning is getting prettier and prettier. She wants Zhuo'er to be her younger brother. Do you think it's possible..."

Zhang Zhu looked confused, "Brother, are you dreaming?"

(End of this chapter)