Liao Zhai's Refining God

Chapter 404 City Lord
"Your Majesty, I want to accompany the two Highnesses to the City Lord's Mansion. Your Majesty has a letter here. Let us submit it to the local City Lord. Will you accompany us to pay a visit to the City Lord of Huangsha City?" Wang Lin bowed and saluted.

"No, go on your own. Don't tell others about me, especially about my cultivation level, about the battle against the Sand Ghost King in the Doro Desert," Wang Lin said.

"Yes." Xia Yu and the others were startled, thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

"Sister Hanyu, I'll come back to find you later." Xia Yan said.

"Okay!" Zhang Hanyu waved his hand.After all, Huangsha City is not big, so it is easy to find.

"Guest officer, do you want to buy a sword?" Seeing Wang Lin coming over to check the sword hanging on the weapon rack, the smithy guy came up to him and said.

"I want to order a long sword, the quality of which should be of the real weapon level, can you make it here?" Wang Lin asked.

"Yes, but you need the metal to make the real thing, and it's best to worship the metal." The guy said.

"I have the offering metal!" Wang Lin said.

"Guest officer, come with me!" The guy's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he let Wang Lin into the house.

In front of this smithy is an open-air pavement, and behind it are three houses built with earthen walls.

After entering the house, I found that it was quite clean.An old man in his sixties was lying on a rattan chair with a teapot beside him. A delicate fragrance rose from the teapot, drinking tea and taking a nap. Wang Lin was very envious of such a happy life.

"Master, this guest officer wants to order a sword." The man called out softly, and the old man slowly sat up, looked at Wang Lin, and showed great interest.

At the same time, Wang Lin also took a look at the old man, and found that the old man's cultivation was not weak, it was actually the peak of innate cultivation.

"Did the young man come to Huangsha City to seek immortality?" said the old man.

"To tell the truth, master, I brought my sister here to seek immortality." Wang Lin pointed to Zhang Hanyu and continued: "So, I want to order a suitable sword for my sister, for the assessment."

"Haha, it seems that you don't know much about the Kunlun Sword Sect's recruitment assessment!" the old man said with a slight smile.

"Oh, I really don't know much about it, please give me some advice from the master," Wang Lin said.

"The threshold for recruiting disciples this time is not high. Lingmei is now at the True Qi Realm, and her spirit is higher than her physical body. She already meets the qualifications for Kunlun Sword Sect to recruit registered disciples.

Moreover, if you want to become an outer disciple and enter the Kunlun Sword Sect, you don't need to compete. What you need is to comprehend the profound meaning of the way of the sword, and you can become an outer disciple after being judged by the three elders, so there is no need to compete in this assessment from the beginning to the end. . "The old man said with a smile.

"Thank you, old man. If the old man doesn't tell me, we really don't know." Wang Lin said, turning over the palm of her hand, a box of tea leaves appeared and handed it to the old man, "I see that the master likes to taste tea. This is my heart. You try it."

"Good tea, good tea!" The old man was not polite, opened the bamboo tube and sniffed it, and immediately said happily.

"Young man, please sit down!" The old man waved his hand and let Wang Lin sit at the coffee table opposite him.Wang Lin sat down without being polite, and Zhang Hanyu also sat down next to Wang Lin.

"Actually, you don't need to be so polite. A notice will be posted in the city in three days. By then, you will naturally know the rules of the assessment. By the way, this is the first time that Kunlun Sword Sect recruits disciples on a large scale. I'm really looking forward to it." The old man Looking at the Kunlun Mountains Road through the crack of the door.

"Could it be that master is also a disciple of Kunlun Sword Gate?" Wang Lin guessed.

"Haha, that's right. We failed to build the foundation, and we didn't want to leave. We disciples have been living at the foot of the Kunlun Mountains for a long time.

Look at this Huangsha City, most of them are old guys like me who are unwilling to leave, some marry wives and have children, and this Huangsha City has been formed over time. " said the old man.

"Taught!" Wang Lin said.

"Immortal fate is hard to find, and foundation building is a natural moat, which cuts off most people's immortal road here. Oh, let's not talk about it. Do you still want to forge a sword for your sister?" the old man said.

"Of course I want to forge a sword!" Wang Lin said as she took out the offering metal for casting.It weighs a full ten catties.

The old man's eyes narrowed. He was able to take out so many offering metals. It seemed that the young man in front of him was not simple. But after observing, the old man only found that Wang Lin was only a monk at the peak of true energy, and his soul cultivation was also at the peak of true spirit.

Therefore, the old man felt that Wang Lin already came from a small cultivation sect, or from a cultivation family.

In fact, he didn't know that Wang Lin's storage space contained a large amount of offering metal, even Wang Lin didn't know how much there was, and they were all managed by the green flute.

"Okay, that's enough, get the sword in five days!" said the old man.

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"Eight Princes!" At this time, Wen Jing and his group entered the City Lord's Mansion. After submitting the letter of the current Emperor Xia to the guards, they were invited into the City Lord's Mansion not too long ago. When they saw the City Lord, Wen Jing Jing suddenly exclaimed.Immediately fell to his knees.

Xia Yu and Xia Yan looked at each other, wondering what Wen Jing meant by "Eight Princes".

"Xiao Wenzi, you haven't changed much after a few decades." The man in the blue shirt who looked only about 40 years old slowly got up from the grand teacher's chair in the hall and said with a smile.

At this time, Xia Yu and Xia Yan watched carefully, and found that this person was standing tall and tall, with the air of a superior person.His demeanor was somewhat similar to that of the current emperor, and his eyes immediately shrank.

"Your Highness, this is the Eighth Prince, the younger brother of His Majesty's direct relative. Back then, His Majesty had the help of the Eight Kings to successfully ascend to the throne. Why don't you come over to see each other?" Wen Jing said.

"Uncle Eighth King!" Xia Yu and Xia Yan narrowed their eyes immediately, suddenly realized, their hearts were shocked, and they quickly bowed to salute.

As princes, they naturally have some understanding of what happened back then.The grandfather of the two, that is, the former emperor Xia had many heirs. Although His Majesty has long been appointed as the crown prince, in order to ascend the throne, he has spent a lot of hands and feet. Brothers and sisters have often fought each other. It is said that there are eighteen princes in the Killed in the Inheritance War.

Xia Huang was able to ascend to the throne smoothly, and the eight kings Xia Linjian, the younger brother of his mother and compatriot, contributed the most. On the throne.

However, after Emperor Xia stabilized the situation in the court, his younger brother who was a direct relative disappeared.Some people rumored that he had slaughtered too many princes and felt guilty, so he withdrew from the court and lived in seclusion in the rivers and lakes. Some people said that he shaved his hair and became a monk and escaped into Buddhism.

There are many legends, but I didn't expect to see him in Huangsha City today, and he is also the owner of Huangsha City.

"Little Wenzi, is the journey safe and sound?" Xia Linjian asked, seeming to mean something.

"To tell you the truth, my lord, I almost died in the Doro Desert when I met a sand ghost." Wen Jing said with lingering fear.

"Didn't you take out this little sword?" Xia Linjian glanced at the magic weapon Little Sword Dao pinned to Wen Jing's waist.

"Take it out, if we hadn't had a small sword, if we hadn't met an expert, we would have died a long time ago." Wen Jing said.

"How courageous. It seems that this ghost is becoming more and more presumptuous, and dares to attack the person holding a small sword." Xia Linjian suddenly became furious.

(End of this chapter)