Fu Canglu

Chapter 47 Everyone, Come to My Star Picking Tower!

The first day of the Sword Drinking Party came to an end soon.

For ordinary people, the first day's chess battle was quite exciting, the chess battle scene was very grand, and although the chess scale conquest was not bloody, it was still jaw-dropping.

Three thousand chess players fought, and 800 were the final winners.

But for those high-level people behind the scenes in Fengting City, this first day was a bit dull.

The potential stocks of the cocktail party that they focused on entered the next round steadily, and there was no upset in the first round.

Everything is under control.

The Jianjiu Club is like a series of intricate arrangements, with the will of all parties involved in the Northern Wei Dynasty behind it. Even so, it is now the beginning of the prosperous age. Although the first battle of chess and scales is simple, it is still the same. It made those big forces notice some potential stocks that were unknown in the past.

As a national player, Shen Zhixian met an unknown junior in the first battle. The two fought fiercely for nearly an hour, and in the end Shen Zhixian slightly won.

Although this junior lost a game, he still advanced to the next round of chess in the end.

The major forces of all parties paid attention to this young man who was probably eighteen or nineteen years old and named "Dongbo Fengya". If he could fight Shen Zhixian like this, he already had the level of a master.

Eighteen or nineteen-year-old chess masters can be called rare geniuses.

Almost all of the eight competition areas have chess geniuses similar to Dongbo Fengya.

The first battle of chess is extremely simple, just to screen out those newcomers who are not qualified for chess, and the more purpose is to let those big forces have a sufficient buffer time to find some new blood.

What attracted more people's attention was the first battle of the Sword Club on the second day, known as the golden age of sword wine.

Collect Sword Intent! !
"The rules for collecting sword intents are extremely simple." Su Fu took a deep breath, "Master Sword Master has stored countless sword intents in a radius of hundreds of miles around Fengting City."

"Every swordsman participating in the battle has a dao bottle, and the dao bottle can hold the sword master's sword intent." Yi Xiao rubbed his chin, but the smile made Song Zhiqing tremble all over. "Same as the first battle of the reception, the Sword Club is also divided into eight divisions. At the end of the day, the one who has collected the most sword intent will be the winner."

Su Fu smiled triumphantly, "This competition area is designated by the Su family, and those who are assigned to this competition area are mostly those who are not strong enough and rely on treasures to win."

"In other words, most of the people in this competition area are dudes!" When he said this, First Young Master Su's voice was a little rough, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable joy.

The eyes of His Royal Highness and First Young Master Su both pointed to a person.

Song Zhiqing took a step back, looked at Su Fu's eyes with a faint smile that was exactly the same as that of His Highness, and showed a look of horror, "What do you guys want to do?? I warn you, Lao Tzu and Master are the ghosts of Guan Shan Dao, I... If I leave it alone and something happens, both of you will have nothing to eat!"

He couldn't help but not be terrified, he saw the smiles on the faces of the two people getting deeper and deeper, gradually piling up like a mountain.

Su Fu spoke deeply, full of admiration, "Brother Song, you understand righteousness!"

Yi Xiao patted Song Zhiqing's shoulder heavily, "Song Da scabbard, I look forward to your selection of the sword meeting!"

Song Zhiqing raised his eyebrows slightly, he couldn't figure out what the two were planning, his lips trembled, "What do you want to do?"

"Tomorrow, at dusk!" Su Fu and Yi Xiao patted Song Zhiqing's shoulders at the same time, and sighed in a deep tone, "Brother Song, see you in the [-]-mile grove on the outskirts of the city."

"These two people, are they trying to abduct me and sell me to those dudes?" Song Zhiqing suddenly flashed a shocking thunder in his mind, and said angrily, "It's too insidious! It's too insidious!! This The two of you are actually planning such a sinister plan? No way! How can I be the descendant of the sword ghost so easily?"

Then Song Zhiqing turned around and thought, "These two are insidious and cunning, if I show that I see through them, they will definitely continue to plot against me, and if they do so, they will plot against me."

Thinking of this, Song Zhiqing coughed twice calmly, "It's easy to say, I, Song, am a man of insignificant righteousness, and I will see you in the suburbs of eighteen miles tomorrow!"

As soon as these words came out, Yi Xiao and Su Fu were stunned for a moment. They looked at each other. They didn't expect Song Zhiqing to agree so easily. "Brother Song. I didn't expect you."

"Come on!" Song Zhiqing waved his hand abruptly, with an air of seeing through, and said old-fashionedly, "I, Song Zhiqing, first came out of the Dao Valley, and I haven't had a fight. The cultivator behind me is also hungry and thirsty. Tomorrow, I will be in front of the grove. For a while, the demeanor of a Central Plains swordsman!"

Su Fu touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and asked tentatively, "So, Brother Song, agree?"

Song Zhi Qingfeng Qingyun smiled lightly, and nodded impressively, "If Song is outnumbered, even if he can't beat him, he can escape!"

Seeing that Yi Xiao and Su Fu believed what he said, Song Zhiqing saw that the two hesitated to speak, fearing that they would go back on their word, hurriedly sent Yi Xiao and Su Fu away, then checked the doors and windows with extreme caution to confirm that no one was paying attention after myself.

"Hahahaha!"

There was a smug laugh in the room, Song Zhiqing was complacent, and then coughed twice, "Hey hey, these two are playing tricks with me? Don't go out tomorrow, let's see what they can do tomorrow? "

Thinking of the dangerous smiles of the two, Song Zhiqing couldn't help but be moved by his own wit, and then thought of Yi Xiao and Su Fu's weird smiles, and felt shaky all over.

"It's too insidious! It's too insidious!!"

He shuddered all over, muttering that something was wrong, he held the scabbard tightly, and strengthened his belief even more.

"No matter what you say, you won't go out tomorrow! You won't go out even if you kill yourself!"

Then he checked the gatehouse, and felt that it was not safe again, so he locked the bolt tightly, leaving a window.

On the second day, Song Zhiqing leaned against the window, watching the bustling crowds passing through Fengting City, all holding a Dao bottle in their hands, busy collecting sword intent everywhere.

"I'm so fucking smart!"

Looking around at the comfortable rooms again, he couldn't help but sigh at his wisdom.

"I, Song Zhiqing, are worthy of being a generation of cultivating geniuses, and I have seen through the conspiracy of Prince Qi Liang and the son of the Su family early on!"

Song Zhiqing looked at the dangerous swordsmen inside and outside Fengting City, with lingering fear in his heart, and muttered: "All of them are at least the fourth rank, and they can fight for a sword intent. If you know that I am Song Zhiqing, wouldn't you want to hunt me down to Guanshan?"

Thinking about it, Song Zhiqing couldn't help laughing out loud, "I won't go out today! I won't go out even if I'm killed. I'm going to stay in this room! What's the safety of a small forest in the suburbs of eighteen miles? ! Whether you are the little prince of Qiliang, or the eldest son of the Su family, don't even think about plotting against me!"

Seeing the crowd downstairs busy collecting sword intent, Song Zhiqing was very relaxed and complacent at the moment.

But it didn't take long before he gradually realized that something was wrong.

Among those swordsmen collecting sword intent, some people actually raised their heads, looked at the eighth floor of the Star Picking Tower, and looked up in their own direction.

Song Zhiqing frowned slightly, muttering in his heart that something was wrong, those people just looked up, then left in a hurry with their heads bowed in silence.

"Why do I feel wrong?"

After a while, those swordsmen collected sword intents, and they had almost collected, but more and more people looked in their direction.

Song Zhiqing's mouth was dry, "What's going on here?"

"Illusion! It must be an illusion!"

Just after noon, he saw a large group of swordsmen, about a hundred of them, crowding towards the Star Picking Tower from all directions, their voices getting louder and noisier.

Song Zhiqing could even hear some voices.

"Tell me, according to the news from Tianxiang Casino, Song Zhiqing lives on the eighth floor of Zhaixing Building. Is it true?"

"I'm not sure if this statement is true or not, but all major gambling houses have received rumors about the sword ghost's disciple."

"It is said that this person is wearing a green robe and carrying a green cloth saber on his back, and that saber is the ghost sword cultivator Raksha!!"

"Xiu Luocha!! My God, how long has it been since this sword reappeared?!"

"Have you heard that this disciple of the sword ghost is famous, but he is actually a useless person who doesn't know martial arts! He doesn't even have a first rank! It was the old sword ghost who wanted to give Shurasha to someone with a predestined relationship, so he sent him here!"

"This? How did I hear that this sword ghost disciple is an unfathomable master?"

"Zhaixing Building is said to have a big revelation! Let's go and have a look!"

Song Zhiqing's face was pale, and he watched a large number of swordsmen from the Central Plains blocking the door of Zhaixing Tower, and there was a person standing at the door.

It is the young master Su Fu Su!

Su Fu had a smile on his face, he saw that about a hundred people had gathered in front of the gate of Zhaixing Building, and then he said, "Heroes and heroes, Su called you here today because he has something to say."

At this time, most of the people gathered in front of the Zhaixing Tower were playboys who came with their families to join in the excitement of the Fengting Sword Reception.Who doesn't know the world's most dandy, Young Master Su?
These dandies usually don't care about practicing martial arts, but they have a lot of life-saving things on them. They are used to being called young masters on weekdays. How have they ever heard someone call themselves a hero?
Especially the one standing in front of the door is Young Master Su from the dandy world!

Su Fu saw that there were more and more people in front of the door, especially everyone was holding a bottle of Taoism in their hands, "Today is a big day for sword will collection, have you heroes noticed that the competition area where we are waiting, Is there even a top expert?"

Those swordsmen heard the words, looked at each other in blank dismay, and found out that those nine-rank masters who had been famous for a long time were not in this competition area.

Originally, I was assigned to this competition area, and these dandies were still complacent in their hearts, secretly thinking that they were extremely lucky, but when they heard Young Master Su reminding them, they suddenly thought about it.

"It's weird! There are almost no masters at the level of Si Jianzi!"

"The strength of this competition area, is there some kind of conspiracy?"

Seeing the reactions of the swordsmen, Su Fu said loudly, "Everyone! You are called here today to attack a villain who is on the cusp of the storm!"

"This person provoked me, a swordsman in the Central Plains, saying that there is no one in the Central Plains who can master swords!"

"This person insulted my cultivators and said that my generation is vulnerable!"

"This person, Guan Shan Daogui's disciple, Song Zhiqing!"

Accompanied by Su Fu's voice, Song Zhiqing's face became more and more ugly.

"Damn it, damn it!" There was a hint of crying in his voice, "You son of a bitch, the little prince of Qiliang, the heir of the Su family! You are not human!"

As soon as he said a word, Su Fu's voice was impassioned, and the dandies surrounded by the door were emotional and scolded one after another.

"How dare this person be so rampant!"

"I can't bear it!!"

Song Zhiqing's face was pale, his body leaning against the window slipped, and he muttered alone, the corners of his eyes were actually moist.

"Crazy. These people are crazy. Yi Xiao, you are not human! You are insane! This is going to force me to a dead end!"

Su Fu paused, and his voice was filled with righteous indignation, "Everyone, come to my tower of picking stars!"

(End of this chapter)