Sword God Broken Kong

Chapter 1 Qingyun Inn
The hot sun in the sky directly shines on the city of Xuzhou.The scorching air was almost suffocating, causing the bustling crowd on the street to shed a lot of sweat on their heads.

However, a young man in green shirt who was walking slowly on the street miraculously didn't have any sweat on his body, making it obvious that he was not an ordinary person at a glance.

Changping Street is a lively street in Xuzhou City. In the middle of this street is the Qingyun Inn, which is divided into two floors. The first floor is a restaurant, and the second floor is an inn.

Qingyun Inn is very famous in Xuzhou City, the reason is because it is located in the central area of ​​Xuzhou City.

Everyone passing by is used to coming to this Qingyun Inn, drinking a glass of wine, resting and resting. After a long time, the reputation of Qingyun Inn will naturally increase.

The scorching sun at noon can't stop people's enthusiasm for Qingyun Inn.

Ji Tiancheng looked at the plaque of Qingyun Inn, and stood quietly in front of the Qingyun Inn.

In one hand, he held a long sword with a sheath, and in the other hand, he carried a thick white package.

Outside the green shirt on his body, there was a heavy money bag hanging. His figure was a little thin, but it gave off a sense of calmness.

"This is Xuzhou City." Ji Tiancheng showed nostalgia on his handsome face. As the No. 17 disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect and the best disciple of the same class, Ji Tiancheng had no choice but to participate in this contest organized by the City Lord's Mansion of Xuzhou City. The sacred scripture of elixir.

It can be said that this journey has suffered him a lot. Now that the weather is at the turn of spring and summer, the road is hot and dry, and the road is also covered with flying smoke and dust.

From Cangzhou to Yunzhou, the journey was nearly a thousand miles away, but he measured it step by step, walked the avenue, headed for Yunzhou, and finally arrived at the destination—Xuzhou City today.

Although he heard from the supervisor that his martial arts realm can be regarded as top-notch in the rivers and lakes of Kyushu.

But during this period of time, he had to walk more than ten miles every day, which cannot be compensated by the level of martial arts.

On the way, Ji Tiancheng also encountered many robbers, but with his martial arts level, he easily defeated them all. The property in the bag was taken from the hands of the robbers.

Standing at the door of the bustling Qingyun Inn, Ji Tiancheng couldn't help but open his arms happily, as if embracing Xuzhou City.

Seven years ago, he had followed Wang Kong, the supervisor in the sect, to the city lord's mansion of a major force in Xuzhou City to forge swords.

To be precise, Master Du Wangkong is not a member of Tongtian Sword Sect, he is an acquaintance and friend of Ji Tiancheng's master.

This time I came to Xuzhou City in Yunzhou to find an extremely rare medicinal material to treat the hidden wounds in Master Ji Minglu's body.

Standing at the door of Qingyun Inn, Ji Tiancheng opened the door to the inn and looked inside. Seven years have passed, but everything in Qingyun Inn has not changed.

This time I came to Xuzhou City for two reasons.

One is to participate in the elixir scriptures in Xuzhou City in August and get a good ranking, so as to obtain a precious medicinal material to heal Master's hidden wounds.

There is also the search for the second brother and third sister who I met seven years ago because of casting swords in the city lord's mansion and living in the Qingyun Inn for three months.

Thinking of how he played with his innocent and lovely second brother and third sister when he was a child, the corners of Ji Tiancheng's mouth could not help but slightly curved, revealing a sweet smile.

The second brother and third sister are younger than Ji Tiancheng.

The second brother's name is Zhe Shisan. When Ji Tiancheng met him seven years ago, he was just 12 years old. His eyes were round and shiny, his face was pale, his body was extremely thin, and he had a pair of slender hands that were not as white as ordinary people. , I don't know what the second brother looks like seven years later.

The third sister, Wang Yuhe, was only 11 years old at the time, with long hair hanging around her waist, a beautiful and rosy face, a complexion as crystal as jade, a small delicate mouth, and a voice as delicate and melodious as the sounds of nature. Now , should be more beautiful and beautiful than seven years ago.

The two of them are Ji Tiancheng's most valued relatives, except for master Ji Minglu and supervisor Wang Kong, no one can compare with them, and the brothers of Tongtian Sword Sect can't compare with them.

at this time.

Not far from the entrance of Qingyun Inn, a little boy about eleven or twelve years old, wearing dirty clothes, was looking at Ji Tiancheng outside the entrance of Qingyun Inn with wide open eyes.

This boy is Xiao Jiu, an outer disciple of the Godly Thief Sect in Xuzhou City. As a sect famous for stealing, the Godly Thief Sect is staring at Ji Tiancheng's money bag non-stop, the reason is self-evident up.

"This man is really rich. Could it be that he is the son of a rich family who went out to experience training as Brother Thirteen said? It seems that I, Xiao Jiu, are the smartest, so I can guess it." Looking carefully at Ji Tiancheng's purse, Xiao Jiu was heartbroken. secretly thought.

He pursed his lips, wiped the sweat off his face with his black cuff, and continued to stare at Ji Tiancheng's figure at the door.

"This must be the low-key that Thirteenth Brother said, making people treat him as an ordinary person." Seeing Ji Tiancheng wearing a slightly thin green shirt, Xiao Jiu swallowed her saliva and thought.

"do not care!"

Taking small steps, Xiao Jiu walked towards Ji Tiancheng, her figure staggering, intending to confuse her sight and steal the money bag.

"I'm afraid this money bag is more than a few dozen taels of silver. Now, Brother Thirteen will definitely praise me."

When Xiao Jiu was only ten meters away from Ji Tiancheng, looking at Ji Tiancheng's back in front of him, his eyes suddenly twitched slightly, and a feeling of uneasiness gradually arose in his heart.

At the same time, Ji Tiancheng, who was in front of the Qingyun Inn, seemed to move the long sword in the scabbard slightly.

"Om~~"

Xiao Jiu felt that the street had become quiet, as if he had entered a silent world. In this silent world, there was no light, no sound, only darkness.

All of a sudden, the sound of one after another sword cry sounded, and then he saw countless sword lights appearing in front of his eyes, and one after another sword shadows could not stop dancing.

The sword shadow was rehearsing over and over again, or light, or powerful, or majestic swordsmanship, appeared in front of him, miraculous and supernatural, from time to time, the sound of swords chanting in the empty world.

Time passed gradually without knowing it, and I don't know how long it has passed. Xiao Jiu suddenly saw that countless sword shadows in the air suddenly merged into one and rushed towards the sky.

Wan Jian returns to the sect.

In the sky, a small hole appeared, and then, the small hole became bigger and bigger, and finally, the space in the sky burst open.

Suddenly, Xiao Jiu woke up from it, and came back to his senses. The sun in the sky was already westward, and cold sweat broke out unconsciously on his head, soaking his dirty clothes.

"This man is so powerful, I have to ask Brother Thirteen what to do." Xiao Jiu thought in horror, with no concealment of fear in her eyes, she spread her feet and ran along the road of Changping Street.

While running, he felt dizzy for a while, and almost fell down. There seemed to be a sword shadow in his mind. He stopped suddenly, and Youjia quickened his pace, and hurriedly turned into a small alley next to Qingyun Inn. Disappear.

(End of this chapter)