City tour of the master of cultivation

Hongcheng, in Ping'an hospital.

Zhou Yi was wearing a gray striped suit and was meditating in the yard alone. A few days ago, he used Zhan xianjue to burn blood gas, but he still lost a lot of money. So now he must practice hard to make up for his lost accomplishments.

At this time, a military green jeep was driving into the entrance of the hospital with the unique Sn license plate of the southern Jiangsu military region. After the car was parked in the parking lot, a young man took the lead in coming down, opened the rear door, dressed in casual clothes, just like an ordinary office worker, situ Wenqiang came down from behind and went straight to Zhou Yi's ward.

"Stop! Please show me your identification! " Zhou Yi ward at the door of the two Xuanwu special forces soldiers on guard looking at situ Wenqiang and his party of four people, especially Han Lei. Because of his strong body and ferocious appearance, he doesn't look easy to provoke.

"Hello, comrade. We are friends of Zhou Yi. I heard that he was injured, so I came to see him." Situ Wen said with a strong smile.

"Friends?" The young soldier was puzzled, and then asked, "what's your name?"

"My name is situ, my name is Wenqiang."

"Just a moment, please." The young soldier took a look at situ Wenqiang. Then he opened the door of the sick room and asked Zhou Yi.

"Mr. Zhou, there is a man named situ Wenqiang outside. He said that he is your friend and has come to see you specially. Do you want him to come in?" The young soldier asked respectfully. He naturally saw the horror of Zhou Yi that day. The army always reveres the strong. In the eyes of this soldier, Zhou Yi is the kind of strong that should be respected, regardless of his age.

"Situ Wenqiang?" Zhou Yi frowned. He had the impression that he didn't know this person.

"Let him in." Zhou Yi said faintly. He suddenly remembered that muxici had said the word general situ. If he was a general, Zhou Yi didn't mean to let people stand at the door.

"Yes The young soldier made a very standard military salute, then turned and stepped out.

After the young soldiers went out, situ Wenqiang took Han Lei and a man and a woman who came to invite Zhou Yi to enter the ward.

After entering the ward, situ Wenqiang first looked at Zhou Yi. He was surprised that Zhou Yi was much younger than he thought. But situ Wenqiang didn't despise Zhou Yi because of his youth. He knew that four terrible people had just died in the hands of this harmless boy four days ago.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou." Situ Wenqiang took the lead.

"Hello, general situ." Zhou Yi took a look at situ Wenqiang and said that although there was no fluctuation of martial arts in situ Wenqiang's body, the light weight of his long-term high position showed his identity. It should be the general situ that Muxi Temple once said.

"Do you know me?" Situ Wenqiang asked in surprise, and Zhou Yi called out his title of general.

"I've heard from my cousin in Xici." Zhou Yi said lightly.

"It's the boy from Xici." Situ Wen said with a strong smile. "Well, it's like this, Mr. Zhou. Last time I asked Han Lei to bring someone to your house to register the information of the warrior. Unexpectedly, he misunderstood me and thought that I wanted Mr. Zhou to join our monastery, so there might be some misunderstanding. I hope Mr. Zhou will understand."

As soon as situ Wenqiang finished, Han Lei and a man and a woman behind him stepped forward, clasped their fists together, apologized and said, "Mr. Zhou, last time things offended me a lot. It's really old Han. I'm too proud. I hope Mr. Zhou doesn't remember the villains and forgive me for being a rude man."

Zhou Yi takes a look at Han Lei. He is sincere, but he admits his mistake. As for the man and woman behind him, his face is even more awed. Obviously, he knows that he killed cangkong angrily.

"No matter, brother Han is serious. You are also thinking about the stability of China, so I can understand. Let it pass the last time." Zhou Yi said with a sallow smile that he and the monastery have no deep hatred. Maybe they will cooperate in the future. So it's impossible to offend yourself to death. Since the monastery is willing to step down for itself, why not take the opportunity to step down.

"Thank you for your understanding." Han Lei arched his hand and said that Zhou Yi's forgiveness immediately relieved him. He secretly admired Zhou Yi's behavior. He was young but not frivolous.

"Mr. Zhou, I heard about you in the school a few days ago. Cangkong, as a master of Shenquan sect, attacked one of your students. He has obviously violated the rules of martial arts. In China, no one is allowed to break the ban with martial arts!" Situ Chensheng said that although they had guessed that cangkong would attack Zhou Yi before, they didn't expect cangkong to take so many people with him, which almost made Zhou Yi plant there.

"General situ, why didn't cangkong join the monastery?" Zhou Yi asked suspiciously, if the monastery is really a force superior to the martial arts circle in China, then cangkong, who is in the later stage of the dark power, should not let it go.

"Well." Situ Wenqiang was embarrassed. "Although the monastery is strong, it's impossible to cover the sky with one hand. People like cangkong who have their own sects and have made friends with many martial arts giants, we can't force him. Otherwise, we have to arouse the rebound of the whole Chinese martial arts circle and unite to fight against our monastery. No one can afford this responsibility."In fact, situ Wenqiang didn't say that the whole Chinese martial arts circle has a tendency to unite against monasteries.

"I see." Zhou Yi nodded. If the monastery really has the ability to integrate the Chinese martial arts circle, it would not be like this. Moreover, Zhou Yi faintly felt that even if the monastery really has the strength to integrate, they would not do it, because at any time, a hundred schools of thought are far better than a single family. The development of the Chinese martial arts circle as a whole will be more prosperous only if a hundred schools of thought contend Xiang Rong, talents emerge in an endless stream.

"Mr. Zhou, to tell you the truth, I'm here today to say sorry to Mr. Zhou for Han Lei's offence to him last time, and I hope Mr. Zhou can do me a favor." Situ Wen said the purpose of this trip with a strong smile.

"Oh? What's up? " Zhou Yi asked calmly.

"Please join me, Mr. Zhou."

"I'm sorry, general situ. I'm afraid I can't agree. I must have asked my cousin in Xici to tell general situ last time. I'm a loose and unrestrained person. The most unbearable thing is the rules and regulations, so I don't want to join the monastery at present. Excuse me, general situ Zhou Yi said with a smile.

"Mr. Zhou, don't be too busy to refuse. I have the cheek to come here to sincerely hope that Mr. Zhou can join my monastery. I can understand what Mr. Zhou said, and I don't want to tie Mr. Zhou to my monastery all the time."

"In this way, Mr. Zhou, when you come to our monastery, I, situ Wenqiang, will make Mr. Zhou a privileged member of the monastery in southern Jiangsu Province. That is to say, Mr. Zhou can still do his own business and does not have to stay in our monastery all the year round like other people. Mr. Zhou only needs to complete six tasks of the monastery every year. Of course, Mr. Zhou's resources are still normally distributed to academicians of Wuzong level. That's the cultivation resources needed by the people in the later period of dark strength in the martial arts circle for one year. "

When situ Wenqiang finished, he looked at Zhou Yi. He believed that his conditions were enough to move Zhou Yi.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yi still shook his head without any emotion.

"General situ, thank you for your kindness, but I'm going to Longcheng University in September. At that time, I would like to go to Longcheng as an ordinary student. I don't want to be contaminated with too much cause and effect, so please forgive me." Zhou declined.

It has to be said that the conditions put forward by situ Wenqiang are already very good, which can be regarded as excellent. If you change to an ordinary warrior, you only need to complete six tasks every year to get one year's training resources for the later warrior. It's all about making money. However, Zhou Yi is not an ordinary warrior, he is an immortal, and his cultivation resources are not necessarily useful to him.

Seeing that Zhou Yi still refuses, situ Wenqiang sighs, but he is disappointed. These conditions are the best he can drive, but Zhou Yi still refuses. He had no idea for a moment.

At this time, Han Lei dials situ Wenqiang behind him and takes down a piece of things wrapped in black cloth from his back.

Seeing this, situ Wenqiang's eyes flashed a flash of hope. He turned to Zhou Yi and asked tentatively, "Mr. Zhou, do you have a weapon in your hand?"

"Weapons?" Zhou Yi frowned and looked at what Han Lei was wrapping with black cloth. Through the black cloth, he could find that what Bree was wrapping was a long sword.

"Yes, Mr. Zhou, I have an ancient sword dug out from Kunlun Mountain decades ago. It's easy to say that this sword has blown hair and cut iron like mud. It has been kept in our monastery treasure house for more than decades. Mr. Zhou can see if it can be seen by Mr. Zhou." When situ Wenqiang finishes, Han Lei tears away the black cloth. He showed his unsophisticated sword body.

Zhou Yi squints at the sword and finds that it's more than three feet long. The body of the sword doesn't look sharp, and there's nothing unusual about it. But Han Lei takes it in his hand, but it's a little hard. It's obvious that the body of the sword is very heavy.

Zhou Yi comes down from the hospital bed, walks up to Han Lei, and takes the ancient sword from Han Lei.

The handle of the sword feels cold.

"Why?" Zhou Yi whispered softly, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, because he saw several extremely fine but very complex lines on the sword body, which were like tadpoles, not very regular, but gradually implied the truth of heaven and earth.

"It seems to be a magic weapon." Zhou Yi thought in his heart, because the lines on the sword body are very similar to the immortal lines carved on the sword body by the master of weapon refining who he saw in the fairyland in his previous life.