The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 160 The Swordsmith Comes

Wuzi County is only about 600 miles away from Songlin Peak.

Yu Jiaolong rushed through the night and in just three hours, she arrived at the crime scene two hours before dawn the next day.

Wuzi County is just a county town. Apart from the target cloth shop where there is a master of enlightenment and more than a dozen people in the Tongmai realm hidden, there are only two people in the Tongmai realm in the open.

Fang Xun did not try to conceal his actions. He killed every child with his knife. After killing them, he forged his handwriting, left a list, and left.

After receiving the news, Yu Jiaolong and her group rushed to the cloth shop and found out after a quick search that the cloth shop was actually the headquarters of a killer organization.

All the bodies at the scene except the one in Kaiqiao realm still had only one wound between their eyebrows, while the one in Kaiqiao realm had one more wound than Tan Qingquan, and it was not a knife wound but a sword wound.

Yu Jiaolong was also aroused by the ghost-faced man, and after a search, she successfully found the list left by Fang Xun.

But before the group of people could take a break, someone reported that the Ghost-faced Man had appeared in a village seven hundred miles away and was killing people. So Yu Jiaolong rushed to the next scene without stopping.

For three consecutive days, Fang Xun went around killing people everywhere, which also attracted Yu Jiaolong to come around again and again.

Finally, he completed the last mission on the third night, killing a total of twelve members of the Sanyue Hall who were in the Kaiqiao realm before returning to Jinling Prefecture.

On the fourth day, when it was just getting light, Fang Xunren had already returned to his attic.

Inside the room, Fang Xun's face showed a rare trace of fatigue.

Killing people was not that tiring, but the key was that the non-stop rush of thousands of miles was a bit exhausting for him.

Fortunately, the goal has been achieved, and we just have to wait for Yu Jiaolong to come back and deal with Qin Wanpeng.

He believed that Yu Jiaolong would not miss this excellent opportunity and would definitely clean up a group of people and then support her own confidants to take the position.

It has only been two years since Yu Jiaolong took office as the commander-in-chief of Jiangzhou, although everyone in the Six Gates is convinced of her strength.

But in just two years, if you want to establish your own prestige, you can't just rely on strength.

This is a great opportunity, and even Fang Xun couldn't help but speculate maliciously that even if Yu Jiaolong knew that there was something fishy about the list, she would choose to pretend not to know and deal with Qin Wanpeng's people to remove the obstacles for herself.

As her confidant, Fang Xun didn't care about whether he could get promoted or not, but rather the secret intelligence network of the Six Gates.

This thing is too important. Even if you can’t control it in your own hands, you can’t let the enemy control it, otherwise you will be extremely passive.

After thinking for a while about the large amount of information he had gained in the past few days, Fang Xun gathered his thoughts, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to meditate. He was exhausted from running around these days and needed a good rest.

During these few days, there were more people visiting Norda's garden. In addition to Fang Xun and his friends and a dozen disciples from the Four Shapes Hall, Duan Mingfu also recruited a group of servants from the pawnshop.

They no longer have to worry about the trivial matters of food, salt, oil, soy sauce, vinegar and tea.

The plaque at the door had been replaced with the sign of Sixingtang, and other families nearby also knew that they had a new neighbor.

As the sun rose and set, a day passed, and on the east street of the city, Duan Mingfu was seen walking slowly towards the Sixingtang mansion.

He had already negotiated a business deal with Wang Dexuan of Baoxuan Pavilion when he went out today. It was not only the business of Tianshi Sandalwood, but also the accumulated industries after the government raided the homes of the members of Black Water Abyss some time ago.

No matter what, with Fang Xun's current status, no one would say anything if he bit off a piece of meat.

Duan Mingfu was walking, still thinking about the development plan of Sixingtang in the future. When he was about to reach the door, he suddenly saw a group of more than 20 people standing at the door and talking to the gatekeeper's servants.

I saw that everyone of them was carrying a sword, except for a few old men and a young man in the lead who had congenital open meridians, the others were acquired warriors.

Although these old men are very old, they all have bare arms, revealing their strong muscles.

But now he looked dusty and exhausted, and his face was full of fatigue. It was obvious that he had been traveling for a while and had just arrived in Jinling City.

The gatekeeper who was negotiating with them suddenly saw Duan Mingfu approaching from a distance, and immediately ran to meet him.

"Master Tan, these people said they were from Lijian Pavilion and had a history with Master Fang. They came here to seek refuge with Master Fang."

"Sharpening Sword Pavilion?"

Duan Mingfu was stunned, but he immediately realized that Lijiang Pavilion was now doomed because of Su Xingcan.

The group of people in front of us should have been released after they were found to be unaware of the incident and not involved.

However, the people were released, but the mountain gate was closed. With nowhere to go, he came to Fang Xun for help. "I guess this is the leader of the Four Shapes Hall, Boss Tan. I am Qiu Feng. I have a long history with Master Wei and I have also forged a spiritual sword for Nephew Fang."

At this time, an old man also bowed, and as he spoke, a hint of bitterness gradually appeared on Qiu Feng's lips.

".It is unfortunate for our sect that we did not expect that the three Pavilion Masters are all members of the Black Water Abyss. Now that the mountain gate has been sealed, the other innocent disciples have also dispersed.

I and several sword-forging elders have brought some of our disciples here, hoping that Nephew Fang will take one or two in for the sake of our past friendship."

Duan Mingfu's eyes lit up after hearing this. The swordsmith of Lijiange is a rare talent. How could he refuse someone who came right to his door?

Thinking of this, he immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

“Unfortunately, the young master is in seclusion to recuperate and is not available for the time being.

You all must be tired after all the traveling, why don't you stay here first and wait for the young master to come out of confinement before discussing other matters?"

Although Fang Xun handed over all the affairs of the Four Shapes Hall to Duan Mingfu, he still remembered Wei Lin's previous experience.

Even though Qiu Feng and Wei Lin had a past relationship, he did not agree rashly. In the end, it was still Fang Xun who had to make the final decision on whether to recruit these people.

Qiu Feng nodded after hearing this: "Thank you for bothering me then."

Soon Duan Mingfu led a group of people into the mansion.

The other young disciples were led to the guest rooms by the servants, while the remaining sword-making elders and the young man went to a lobby with Duan Mingfu to chat.

"What a misfortune for our sect. The 800-year-old foundation of Lijian Pavilion was destroyed in one move, and all of us have become lost dogs."

As soon as they sat down, before they had time to drink a sip of tea, Qiu Feng began to complain and lament, and the other people also looked melancholy.

"Now that things have happened, you still need to look forward."

Duan Mingfu could only offer some words of comfort, and after chatting for a while, the frowns on their faces gradually eased.

At this time, Qiu Feng suddenly said: "After the mountain gate was sealed, although we were just stray dogs with no valuables, not even a copper coin could be taken out, but we copied all the books collected in the gate and brought them down the mountain.

As long as Nephew Fang is willing to accept us, we will offer these books as a gift!"

Duan Mingfu was shocked and thought that he might make a lot of money this time.

The Lijiang Pavilion was established over 800 years ago and has some heritage. During this period, several Yin Shen masters emerged and their unique skills must have been left behind.

Just as he was about to say something, a voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Oh, Elder Qiu, what are you talking about? Am I, Fang Xun, a snob? Even if I don't have these books, since you think highly of me and have come thousands of miles to seek refuge with me, how can I refuse you?"

Everyone only heard the sound coming from far away, and then saw three figures walking quickly into the lobby.

Fang Xun, who was in the lead, still looked a little pale, but better than before, while Dongfang Que and Yan Ming followed behind him, one on the left and one on the right.

After entering the lobby, Fang Xun looked at the young man again and said with a smile: "Brother Du, how are you?"

Everyone immediately stood up to greet him, but Du Chen replied a little stiffly: "Thank you, Lord Fang, for remembering a small figure like me."

He could not forget the sword that Fang Xun had swung on the top of the mountain. The gap in strength and status made him feel restrained.

Qiu Feng, who was standing by, was horrified and said, "Nephew Fang, aren't you healing? Why do you need to come out of retreat early for us?"

Fang Xun smiled and waved his hand, saying, "It's okay. I've been in seclusion for the past few days and have cured some of my chronic illnesses. The remaining injuries don't require seclusion. They will heal in a month or so."

After saying this, he paused for a moment and said, "Thank you for thinking highly of me. Since you have come to me, I certainly have no reason to push you away. It just so happens that my Four Forms Hall is about to undergo a new round of expansion and is in need of core personnel. You have come at the perfect time!"

Qiu Feng and others were delighted after hearing this, as this was considered as the other party's agreement.

Thinking of this, they immediately adjusted their mentality, and bowed down with a solemn expression: "Greetings, sir!"

Fang Xun smiled and waved his hand, saying, "No need to be so polite, Mr. Tan, let's go to Tianxianglou and order a few tables of good wine and food to welcome you all!"

(End of this chapter)