On the first day, Nezha jumped up and down excitedly, showing off his new weapon everywhere, and even holding it in his arms when he slept.
The next day, I was less interested and just swung it occasionally to practice my technique.
On the third day, there was no one in sight.
Li Changan was still a little puzzled. Where could this little girl have gone? After searching for a while, he finally found Nezha at the stern of the sword boat. Nezha was still holding the spear, but attached to the spear was a leg of a spirit sheep, roasting it over the fire.
Li Changan: "???"
"What are you doing? That's a spiritual treasure of the Earth Realm, made of red refined gold and iron. It requires constant nourishment from one's own spiritual energy, and intuition and communication with it, so that it can be used with ease. You... you're actually grilling it like a skewer?"
Li Changan had a mouthful of blood clotted in his chest and he almost suffocated to death.
Nezha looked puzzled, "I know, can't you see I'm communicating with you?"
Li Changan: "..."
"Big Brother, do you know what I like most?"
Li Changan was stunned. "...barbecue?"
"That's right." Nezha slapped his thigh. "I will give him my favorite thing, let him feel my most sincere emotions, use my heart to understand his feelings, and communicate with each other. Only then can our essences and energies merge quickly and become as powerful as one's own arms..."
Li Changan was stunned.
Oh, that sounds like it makes sense...
Li Changan slapped himself in the face.
"Just pull a few eggs for me and quickly put the things away. We're here!"
"Oh." Nezha took the time to take a big bite, put the rest into the storage bag, and followed Li Changan very obediently.
Li Changan stood at the bow of the sword boat and looked down. He saw a huge black city lying at the end of the plain like a prehistoric beast. In the center of the city, a giant sword as tall as a mountain was faintly visible, piercing through the sky.
The domineering and sharp aura hit Li Changan's face from hundreds of miles away, and still caused a burning pain.
"Our Chaoyang City was founded over ten thousand years ago and has had eleven city lords. Eight of them ascended to heaven, while two perished. The old city lord was injured in the Holy War a thousand years ago and secluded himself for three hundred years, but he ultimately could not escape the catastrophe."
"For the next six hundred years, Chaoyang City was governed by the four major families, leaving the position of City Lord vacant. A hundred years ago, the fifteen-year-old young master of the Zong family struck a sword that opened the sun, causing a vision of the Three Elements Heavenly Light. Since then, Chaoyang City has risen to prominence."
“It’s been over a hundred years now.”
Liu Xiang was dressed in a green robe as dark as dusk, standing at the bow of the boat with a long sword on his back, his expression full of emotion and awe.
Li Changan felt the same way.
Although Taixuan Sect and Chaoyang City are tens of thousands of miles apart, he has heard a lot of legends about Zong Baiye.
At the age of fifteen, he comprehended the Dao of the Sword. At the age of twenty, his sword returned to the Spiritual Sea, where he condensed his Sword Infant. At the age of fifty, he reached the peak of the Reverse Void Realm and entered the Canglan Sea to temper his sword bones. He traveled eight thousand miles, slaying countless powerful monsters. He instantly merged with the Dao and became the most powerful sword in all of Beizhou.
In comparison, although Houyi and Wukong are geniuses, they are still far behind Zong Baiye.
"Is that the sword that Zong Baiye used to kill the big monster in Canglan and achieve harmony with the Tao?" Li Changan asked, pointing to the giant sword in Chaoyang City that was thousands of feet long and pierced the sky.
Liu Xiang nodded, "Yes, after the city lord returned from Canglan, he left his sword in Chaoyang City. The sword grew three inches a day, and after fifty years, it grew into its current shape."
Li Changan grimaced.
This is what you call a land immortal, a true great practitioner.
Compared with others' ability to turn swords into mountains, Chen Bailou is just a younger brother.
As for myself? Hehehe...
Li Changan glanced at Luo Liu who was standing aside and found that this guy also had a look of awe on his face.
Hehe, I've learned something new.
The sword boat landed on the Chaoyang City Tower, turned into a streak of light and slipped into Liu Xiang's sleeve.
"I'll go find the city lord first. You stay with Zong Ting for the time being. He will arrange your food and accommodation." Liu Xiang said, nodded to Li Changan and Luo Liu, then turned and left.
The Black-robed Zong Ting nodded.
After Liu Xiang left, everyone followed Zong Ting to a quiet and elegant attic. It was not far from the City Lord's Mansion, but also about two incense sticks away.
"You will stay here for the time being. After my master meets the city lord, if the city lord wants to see you, you can go to the city lord's mansion then."
Li Changan stared at Zong Ting with curiosity. "Zong Ting, I heard that you are the young master of Chaoyang City and the legitimate son of Zong Baiye. Is that true?"
Zong Ting's face froze slightly, and he nodded after a long time.
"It's true."
"Then why don't you practice with your father, but instead acknowledge Liu Xiang as your master?" Li Changan couldn't understand. Zong Baiye was known as the strongest swordsman in Beizhou, and he was already known as a saint fifty years ago. Although Liu Xiang was powerful, he was only at the Anti-Void Realm. He chose the far away instead of the near, which always gave people the feeling that he was stupid.
Zong Ting paused and said, "I have two older brothers who have reached a high level of cultivation. Since my father went into seclusion, the City Lord's Mansion has become a smoky and chaotic place. I don't like it there."
"Liu Xiang is the external teacher of the City Lord's Mansion. He has always taken good care of me. Compared to the City Lord's Mansion, I prefer to wander around with him."
Li Changan narrowed his eyes.
He heard a lot of vulgar flavor of power struggle in these two short sentences.
Could it be that the eldest and second sons of the City Lord's Mansion were determined to compete for the position of City Lord? The third son couldn't bear to watch his two brothers killing each other, and it was really uncomfortable to be caught in the middle, so he simply escaped from the whirlpool and stayed outside with his sword.
Well, very touching.
Come to think of it, the news that Zong Baiye wanted to overcome the tribulation had already spread like wildfire. Regardless of success or failure, he would not have much time left in this world, and the position of city lord would inevitably be vacant by then.
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