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Qing Yu is dressed in a gray robe, but it looks a little shabby, there are many tears in the sleeves, he is dusty, but his temperament has undergone some transformation, a little less immature, a little more sharp, and there is a long sword wrapped in black cloth behind his back.

"Maojian County, Dachuan Town, ten acres of fertile land in the north of the town, one acre of fertile land was exhausted, became sandy soil, and nine acres of fertile land were recovered. ”

Qing Yu took a long breath, a little tired, and then took out a pot of wine from his arms, poured two sips into his mouth, and then threw it to Su Qinian far away, saying: "Drink two sips, this day is cold and heavy, alive and bloody." ”

Su Qi drank a lot of alcohol when he was young, and in the past, he drank one or two less during the New Year's holidays, and now when he received the wine jug, he stared at it and poured it full.

Long wine into the throat, very spicy, this is the cheapest liquor in the market, usually used by the craftsmen of Caoyun Muxing to ward off the cold in winter, but for today's Su Qiannian, there is not so much attention, a sip of wine in the stomach, the blood and blood all over the body are faintly boiling, warm.

"The Hu family in Jiuligang, Qingshan Town, Yunyang County, 19 acres of fertile land are all there, and all of them have been recovered. ”

"Twenty-nine acres. Qing Yu's eyes lit up.

"There is also Huanglong Town, Zhangwan County, 15 acres of fertile land, three acres of abandoned land, and 13 acres of land returned to Zhao. ”

In the distance, a voice that seemed to be a little out of the way sounded, the fat man was dressed in a short beat, one hand was carrying a cloth flat pole, and the other hand was grasping an oily fat chicken and biting, and slowly stepped into the palace gate.

Qing Yu's face turned black all of a sudden, and he said coldly: "You count Lao Tzu again, fifteen acres of fertile land, three acres are wasted, and there are still a few acres left!"

The fat man was stunned, took away the chicken leg stuffed with a mouthful, smiled, and said: "Twelve acres, twelve acres, it's not that my family was poor when I was a child, I had to borrow books and copy, the sages learned a lot, and a few ways are lacking a lot, and I can't blame me for having a specialization." ”

As soon as Qing Yu lifted the cloth on the flat shoulder, he saw dozens of swords.

Su Qinian's eyes swept over, these swords are accompanied by natural cloud patterns, although they are not broken hair blades that have been refined for hundreds of years, they are also fine iron swords that have been hammered more than ten times, such a knife or sword, I am afraid that it will cost ten taels of silver to be able to buy it, and it must be snow silver engraved by the government, so dozens of mouths are hundreds of taels of silver.

"It's hard to calculate the old accounts, so I got so many weapons," Qingye pouted and said, "Looking at my Wudang historical records before, five hundred years ago, Zhufeng emptied my Qingyang Palace, and the one hundred and thirty-nine broken hair blades and twenty-one traceless treasures in the palace were all taken away. ”

A mouthful of traceless treasure soldiers, that is, the master of the soldier, it is difficult to cast a few mouthfuls in a lifetime, indestructible, unbreakable, Su Qinian's memory, someone in Chang'an City betrayed the ancestral treasure knife, even if it was sold cheaply, it was enough to exchange for 10,000 taels of snow silver.

How much is 10,000 taels of snow silver, that is, the annual tax of an ordinary state and county, a town, is only so much.

"The road is gone, the glory of the predecessors is still there, where do we need to inherit it," Qing Yu took a deep breath and said, "The vicissitudes of the world, how can there be an immortal inheritance, that is, before the Han Dynasty, there are many tribes in the ancient myths and remnants of the bone book history, that is the earliest origin of the human race, the era after breaking away from Ru Mao and drinking blood, the practice of that era is far less than the present, we should carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future, and create a prosperous world." ”

"The nine-story platform, starting from the soil, experienced wind and rain, only then did you understand that it is not easy to gain and lose, and only then did you understand the warmth and coldness of the world, which is also the cultivation of the mind. ”

Su Qiannian said, the sages have one heart, and they have to be tempered by the world to be able to understand it.

"I don't know so much, I only know that when I was studying, my parents didn't have any money, I could only go to the neighbor's house to borrow it, and I lit an oil lamp in the winter, and cut the wick very small with scissors, and it took two days and two nights to finish copying," the fat man put away his laughter, and his eyes revealed a rare heaviness and memory, "The sentence I remember the most back then was that the grass was tied to the ring, and the grace of dripping water was reciprocated, and the fat man was not so generous, he only knew how to repay kindness and revenge." ”

......

Half an hour later, the three of them gathered their money.

"A total of more than four hundred taels of silver, plus the old mountain ginseng from before, five or six Open Heaven Pills are more than enough," Qing Yu frowned, "However, the Turtle and Snake Gong of the Palm Peak disciple is not allowed to build a foundation if he does not enter the eighth layer." ”

This is the oracle of the extreme yuan real people in the former Yuanshen world, although the fat man has a bitter face when he hears the words, he does not complain about anything.

Although there are more than 1,000 disciples in the entire outer courtyard at the moment, and the number of those who have achieved the eighth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong" is only a double ten, among the disciples of the same generation of Zhufeng, there are also a few who have reached the eighth layer in the past, so as a disciple of Zhangfeng, the requirements of Jiyuan Zhenren are not high.

"The winter solstice is coming soon, and as soon as the winter solstice passes, it will enter the wax moon in a few days, and the annual festival will also begin. Qing Yu suddenly spoke.

New Year's Festival!

Su Qinian raised his eyebrows, this seems to be a big competition before the annual sacrifice in Wudang, the outer courtyard, the peaks and veins are all competing skills, and the winner will be rewarded by the elders, all kinds of pills, blades, and even martial arts cheats.

Of course, such a year's sacrifice is only a small comparison, and there is a big comparison, that is, a three-year reincarnation, every three years there is a big competition, in addition to Tianzhu Peak, the peaks and veins discuss martial arts, and the winner has many rewards, and the preciousness is not something that Su Qinian can know now.

"Don't go!"

Qingye shook his head and said: "Zeng Zi said, 'Ten eyes see, ten hands point, it is strict'! At present, we cannot be easily defeated, when Taoguang cultivates obscurity, accumulates strength, in order to break through to the eighth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong" as soon as possible, and wait until the foundation is completed and the day of opening the world, there will be some real foundation. ”

"Yes, at least I can't go this year!" Qing Yu also nodded and said, "My Qingyang Peak has not yet re-established the mountain gate, according to the rules, it is not considered to rekindle the Dao fire, and it cannot be ranked with the other twenty-seven peaks, and the three of us have not yet built a foundation, and the annual festival is also a competition in the outer courtyard, although there is nothing to win, once you lose, the identity of this Zhangfeng disciple will be humiliated." ”

In the next few days, Su Qiannian and the three of them lived in the Qingyang Palace, practicing martial arts every day, and there were still some times before the half-moon examination school agreed by the three young Taoist priests in the Yuanshen world, and the three of them were full of energy, especially Qing Yu, the daily sword sound in the Qingyang Palace was endless, although the three of them chose to practice martial arts separately, but Su Qiannian was still secretly frightened when he heard the sound, and such a sword speed had reached an amazing situation.

The day before the winter solstice.

The Taoist of the miscellaneous room put the bamboo basket full of demon bear broth at the palace gate as usual, and he looked up at the broken palace gate, and the sky was covered with goose feathers and heavy snow, which made the palace even more deserted.

"One peak and one vein, where can three people afford it, all kinds of cleaning, miscellaneous labor, repairs, as well as blades, incense candles, Taoist statues, etc., which don't want people to ask for money," the miscellaneous Taoist who had just passed the year shook his head, "But I heard that this time the outer courtyard competition, the disciples who have not yet built a foundation, the leader will get a light inheritance, it seems to be the "Qingyun Ladder" that Qingyang Peak lost back then, known as the Qingyun Ladder, which is known as the Qingyun Ladder, straight to the blue sky, ranking second-rate, and the seed of true meaning, and there is only one last chance to comprehend." ”

When the back of this miscellaneous Taoist was far away, in front of the palace gate, Su Qinian and the three of them came by stepping on the snow.

"The trees want to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop. ”

Qing Yu groaned: "The miscellaneous room is not clean anymore, it seems that over the years, some people's hands have stretched too long, and there are turmoil inside and outside my Wudang." ”

"Conspiracy, this is the three of us. ”

Su Qinian's eyes were very cold, the light skill of "Qingyun Ladder" did not appear in the early years, and this year's annual sacrifice competition has become the chief reward of the outer court, and the seed of true meaning is only left with the power of the last inheritance.

"There are still eighteen days, as soon as you enter the month of Laba and drink Laba porridge, the annual sacrifice will begin. ”

In the early night, the fat man also gritted his teeth, which clearly calculated everything and invited them into the urn. (Sorting out the detailed outline, it's even more messy, I'm drunk in ten steps, I don't write well at night, I ask for recommendation votes to comfort, I ask for collection, I stay up late in ten steps to continue to sort out, obsessive-compulsive patients.) ）