Chapter 2 Blue Wave City

It's just that the year name has changed from Xianwu to Tianyuan, a small change of name doesn't seem to be a big deal.

But you must understand that the scope of influence involved in the change of the era name covers the entire human race.

Under the premise of such a wide range of influence, a small change is enough to set off a big storm, not to mention that the change is something extremely meaningful like the year name.

This is more than a mere butterfly effect can be summed up in one word?

After being confirmed, Lu Qingshan sat back on the wooden chair in astonishment.

This episode did not interrupt the leisurely mood of the tea drinkers, and the tea drinkers didn't take it seriously when the storyteller said that the world would fall into chaos.

Let’s not say whether it’s true or not, just the daily necessities are enough for ordinary people to worry about. For them, such things as chaos in the world seem to be too far away, and it doesn’t matter much.

The storyteller then took out the stock in his stomach, his mouth was dry, but he still insisted on talking, and during the process, from time to time, he cast his eyes secretly on Lu Qingshan.

He was also looking forward to receiving another reward or two from Lu Qingshan.

But the result made him very disappointed, because the handsome Young Master had been motionless since he sat down, as if he was thinking about something.

Lu Qingshan's emotions were a bit complicated, there was a bit of surprise, but also a bit of worry.

Joy is joy, since history has undergone such a big change, it shows that it is completely feasible for him to change the original plot development.

The so-called big hand in the dark will correct history back to the original track, which is completely nonsense and does not exist.

The worry is because he has only been in this world for half a year, and his own strength is still very weak, so even after many attempts during the corpse puppet chaos, he still failed to prevent the destruction of Zhenjiang city and the recovery of Luohu.

The only thing worthy of praise is that the number of survivors in Zhenjiang City is more than 800,000 more than before.

But such an insignificant change can already cause such a big shift in history.

According to this development, unless you do nothing, history will definitely develop into a completely different situation from the previous life.

This means that he will lose his most important reliance.

Yes, in Lu Qingshan's heart, his biggest cheat has always been his own knowledge of the plot.

After contemplating for a long time, Lu Qingshan finally came back to his senses, picked up the teacup, and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

Don't care what he is doing so much, let's do it first, what I want is to change the original plot development?

Having figured it out, Lu Qingshan stopped being entangled, and greeted the king of the Western Mouse who was using illusion to blind the eyes of mortals, eating and drinking wantonly on the table, got up and walked out.

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As soon as you leave the tea house, you will be greeted by a spacious and bright street that is far better than Zhenjiang City. The salty sea smell wafts in the air.

This is Bibo City, the prefectural city of Jian'an Prefecture in Jianzhou, and also the largest coastal port city in the Southern Region.

"Lu Qingshan, what kind of sword are you looking for?" Standing on Lu Qingshan's shoulder, the King of the Western Mouse tirelessly asked the question it had repeatedly asked for the past three months.

"We were in the teahouse just now, didn't you hear that?" Lu Qingshan said calmly this time, no longer having the appetite for the King of the West Mouse.

"What?" The King of the Western Mouse was taken aback, and quickly searched for his own memory in his little brain, and quickly realized, "You mean, Sanchifeng?!"

"En." Lu Qingshan nodded.

"Didn't it mean that the Mo family was destroyed twenty years ago?" King Xishu was very puzzled.

"The Mo family is indeed destroyed, but the Patriarch of the Mo family survived, and the three-foot sword is in the hands of the Patriarch of the Mo family." A gleam flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.

This is the purpose of his traveling all the way to the South China Sea this time.

Sword cultivators are often more cautious in choosing their natal sword than they are in choosing a Taoist companion.

After all, a Taoist companion may not be able to accompany you for a lifetime, but the natal sword can.

With Lu Qingshan's vision, he naturally looks down on ordinary swords.

But the miraculous power of the three-foot sword, even for him, is still heart-wrenching, because the three-foot sword is a sword of heaven-level quality!

"Do you know where the Patriarch of the Mo family is now?!" King Xishu was very clever, and immediately made the most reasonable guess.

Lu Qingshan shook his head slightly, "He hides his name invisibly, and his whereabouts are erratic, how would I know where he is?"

The voice of the King West Mouse was a little sharp, "You don't know where he is? Then how do you find the sword? You can't find a needle in a haystack?!"

Lu Qingshan smiled when he heard the words, nodded seriously, and said to the king of the mouse: "You really guessed it right, I just want to find a needle in a haystack."

"..."

"It's here." Lu Qingshan looked at the huge port in front of him and said softly.

The port of Bibo City, Bibo Port.

Pieces of huge merchant ships, cargo ships, and passenger ships crowded the port space, and the flow of people was bustling.

The daily throughput of ships in Bibo Port is an astonishing number. Almost every hour, there are several fleets sailing out of Bibo Port or returning to the port.

And in a world with monks, its shipbuilding industry is far more developed than China in ancient times. It can be seen that the largest merchant ship in the port has even reached a size of one or two thousand feet. Of course, this kind of merchant ship cannot be purely made of The creation of mortals must contain more or less cultivation skills.

Lu Qingshan is going to go to sea to find the sword, so he has to travel by boat.

On the South China Sea, there are dotted islands. Except for the truly powerful monks and monks who have lost their minds, no one will choose to fly to travel.

Because the islands in the South China Sea are far apart, with such a long distance, there is no place to recharge their spiritual power. Once a monk's own spiritual power is exhausted, he will fall into the sea.

And even a monk can't soak in the sea for too long, not to mention that there are often bloodthirsty water monsters in the sea, which is extremely dangerous.

Lu Qingshan wandered around Bibo Port, and found a medium-sized fleet that was about to go to sea from the fleet that was planning to go to the Sea God Islands.

It was originally a caravan, and it didn't carry passengers, but money can turn ghosts around, as long as the price is enough, it's not impossible for these caravans to pull a boatload of monkeys, let alone people.

Lu Qingshan gave enough price, negotiated the time with the boss of the boat, and decided on the itinerary.

The Sea God Archipelago is eight or nine thousand miles away from Bibo City, and it is the largest archipelago within the sea area of ​​10,000 miles outside Bibo City.