Chapter 1 Tian Yuan

"Above the South China Sea Islands, the most famous sword-making family is the Mo family in Longquan.

The swords made by the Mo family are all swords that can attack bullfighting, so they are widely sought after by kendo monks all over the world.

For thousands of years, the Mo family has forged countless famous swords. Thirty years ago, the current Patriarch of the Mo family even forged a precious sword.

On the day when the sword was born, lightning crisscrossed, thunder billowed in the sky, sand seals waved away gods and ghosts, thunder and lightning shook the world, and a thunder snake hundreds of meters long swam.

It really can be called the Qingming under the nine-day thunder and lightning, and the light of the thunder shone in the South China Sea. The Mo family devoted all their strength to save this precious sword in the midst of the great thunder and calamity.

Since then, the name of the Mo family has resounded throughout the South China Sea, and its reputation has never been better.

But the world is unpredictable, such a family of swordsmiths that has developed to its peak was destroyed overnight twenty years ago! Do you know why? "

In an antique tea house, tea drinkers gathered, and the old gentleman who was commenting on the storytelling was talking and laughing happily, but he stopped when he talked about the key point, sat upright, took a sip of tea, and sold it off.

throat.

A shiny silver thing was thrown onto the table in front of the old storyteller. The old man took a closer look and found that it was an ingot of fine silver.

"Why is this? The old man gave me a good lecture. If he speaks well, he will be rewarded." A gentle voice came from the corner of the teahouse.

Uncontrollable joy flashed in the cloudy eyes of the old storyteller, he quickly put away the money, and at the same time looked at the big guy who made such a generous move.

Such a handsome young man, which family's young master is this!

The old storyteller exclaimed in his heart.

What came into view was a tall and tall young man with unusually handsome appearance, black and white eyes, piercing and radiant, sitting in a corner of the teahouse with a smile on his mouth.

It was Lu Qingshan who left from Zhenjiang Mansion!

"Thank you, my lord, for the reward." The storyteller quickly continued, "Success is a sword, and defeat is a sword."

"The Mo family flourished for a while because of casting this sword that triggers the punishment of heaven, but the prosperity will inevitably decline, and the decline of the Mo family is precisely because of this sword."

"The name of this sword is Sanchifeng. There is a poem that says, "There is a three-foot sword in the box on the back, and there is a dragon to kill the dragon." It is not mentioned, but the rumor is still widely circulated.”

"You must know that the sea area has always been the domain of water demons.

Among the water monster clan, the most powerful one is the Flood Dragon lineage. The saying of cutting the Flood Dragon with a three-foot blade is so popular, how can the violent and rebellious Flood Dragon Clan tolerate the Mo family?

Overnight, thousands of dragons made trouble in the sea, setting off a stormy sea, and in a blink of an eye, the thousand-year-old sword-making family was wiped out, and even the island where the Mo family was located sank into the sea. "

The storyteller finished the story in one breath, in a cadence, and turned his eyes to Lu Qingshan eagerly.

Lu Qingshan didn't disappoint him either, with a flick of his wrist, another ingot of silver flew out.

Seeing that Mr. Storyteller received two large ingots of silver in the blink of an eye, the guests drinking tea in the teahouse were also a little jealous. Immediately, someone knocked on the tea bowl with wooden chopsticks and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Storyteller, do you have any new gadgets? You don’t know how many times you’ve mentioned this Lao Shizi’s sword-making family, this handsome young man is here for the first time, and he still thinks it’s new, we old customers are not so easy to fool.”

"That's right, let's have something new, it's so boring..." The voices gathered, and many tea drinkers immediately followed suit.

The storyteller put away the money happily, rolled his eyes, and greeted with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, don't worry, this is something new."

He is not stupid, this kind of good thing that big customers show their face is obviously only an occasional time, and he has to rely on the old tea customers in these teahouses to eat by himself, so naturally he can't offend them.

After thinking for a while, Mr. Storyteller shook the paper fan lightly, and said again: "It is said that in this boundless sea, there is a long-lived whale species.

Huge in size, lethargic, suspended in the sea, a long sleep can last for thousands of years, unmoved by wind and rain, and slowly evolved into an island..."

"Changjinghuadao, storyteller, I want you to tell something new, you're out of stuff, and you're just fooling us like this!" The tea drinker who just spoke was immediately dissatisfied.

The old storyteller opened his eyes wide, "Why do you insult people's innocence out of thin air..."

"What innocence? Long Whale Huadao, how big is that Long Whale? Tell me, if you say something good, although I'm not as rich as this young master, but I'm going to be taught by my mother-in-law. It's okay to reward you with a little money." The tea drinker said loudly.

The old storyteller hesitated for a long time, but couldn't give a general idea.

The tea drinker caught hold of the storyteller, "Sure enough, it's nonsense, it can't even be made up, and it was exposed immediately!"

The storyteller blushed instantly, with blue veins bursting out on his forehead, and argued: "Artistic processing can't be regarded as making up...whitewashing! Can the storyteller's matter be regarded as nonsense?"

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and the teahouse was filled with a happy atmosphere.

After a while, the laughter of the tea drinkers subsided, and the storyteller's face gradually recovered, and he waved his hands, "That's all, this time I will tell you something absolutely new."

There was another laugh in the teahouse.

"Have you heard about the Zhenjiang mansion in Qingzhou?" The storyteller looked solemn.

"I have heard some news. It seems that more than three months ago, there was a great chaos there. The whole mansion suffered heavy casualties, and the city of Zhenjiang was reduced to ruins..." A well-informed drinker The tea guest said.

Suck!

The other tea drinkers gasped when they heard the words.

"Fucheng turned into ruins?"

"How is it possible, how many people will die?"

"..."

One word stirred up waves.

Lu Qingshan also did not expect that at such a far distance from Zhenjiang Mansion, he could still hear news from Zhenjiang Mansion.

Mr. Storyteller was obviously very satisfied with the reaction of the tea drinkers, he shook his paper fan proudly, and said, "That's right, more than three months ago, there was an unprecedented chaos in Zhenjiang Mansion. Of the more than four million people in the city, after that catastrophe, only one million survived."

"More importantly, the follow-up impact of this matter." The storyteller paused, took another sip of tea to take a breath, and shook his head: "Daxia's naming of the year as Chang'an has lasted for 20,000 years.

But just after the turmoil in the Zhenjiang Mansion, the Grand Master of the Great Xia, the Master of Heavenly Mysteries, practiced a technique against the sky and stole a ray of heavenly secrets.

It is said that the ray of heaven foretells that our Great Xia will fall into unprecedented chaos, and Zhenjiang Mansion is just the beginning.

And Daxia, because of this, changed the year name to 'Tianyuan' after the 20,000 years of Chang'an ended! "

At the end of the conversation, Mr. Storyteller patted Xingmu lightly.

"Tianyuan? Old man, do you mean that the new year name is Tianyuan?!" Under the surprised eyes of the storyteller, the generous and handsome young man stood up and asked in surprise.

The storyteller was a little puzzled, and nodded, "Yes, sir, three days ago, Daxia announced to the world that the new year name will be Tianyuan."

Tianyuan!

Lu Qingshan was terrified in his heart.

According to the original plot development, the new year name should be Xianwu.

How did it become Tianyuan? !