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The backflow of cigarette smoke is like flowing water, this aroma makes Su Qinian's spirit clear, and the spiritual power consumed has also faintly recovered a little.

Sure enough, it is a big family, scholarly family background, Su Qiannian sighed in his heart, even the incense tower is carefully made, mixed with agarwood and sandalwood of the quiet incense, this kind of quiet incense Su Qinian knows, only in a thousand-year-old shop on Wenchang Street in Chang'an, Beijing, there is a supply for trading in the Ningshen Pavilion.

"The grace of the young man, the Hu Mansion is inscribed within the five, this is a mere thank you gift, the young man should not be disgusted, if there is a need in the future, the Hu Mansion will do its best, and never give up!"

Old man Hu sat on the top, he was smiling, his temperament was elegant, and now that the disaster was gone, he had also recovered a little bit of the demeanor of a famous family, and between his words, it was like a spring breeze.

A servant held a rosewood plate, covered with a red cloth, and opened it in front of Su Qinian, and it was the size of a baby's fist, one full of five taels, white as snow, and it was engraved with the four big characters of "Fengtian Carrier". This is the snow silver engraved and issued by the imperial court, the fineness is very good, it is not the kind of silver that circulates among the common people, and the purchasing power is very high, and now there are a hundred such snow silver in front of Su Qiannian.

Five hundred taels of silver!

This is different from the previous reward of two hundred taels offered by Hu Mansion, which is more than doubled.

Su Qinian's heart is like a mirror, they are all scholars, he naturally understands the other party's ingenuity, this is also the way of life in the world, the world is changing, all kinds of closed doors for holidays, this is just a drizzle.

Without a follow-up, Su Qinian took out a scorched yellow page, put it on the tray, looked at Old Man Hu, and said, "Old Man Hu, please take a look." ”

Old Man Hu was slightly stunned, and when the servant came closer, he grabbed the burnt yellow page and looked at it, and he was shocked and stared at it.

"Jiuligang in Qingshan Town, 19 acres of fertile land in Wudang Qingyang Peak, the head of the Ling family, Lingyuan River, 4,891 years in the Chixiao calendar. ”

Ling Yuanhe, Old Man Hu remembers clearly, it was an old ancestor of the Ling family more than 500 years ago in Yunyang County, and he also specially explained it before his in-laws left Qingshan Town, along with the 19 acres of fertile land.

"Stand down!"

Old Man Hu dismissed a few servants who were waiting, then looked at Su Qinian, and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask the name and surname of the young man, but Qingyang Peak is in the same vein, and the inheritance continues." ”

"Wudang Qingyang Peak, Su Qi Nian. ”

Su Qiannian opened his mouth, he was very calm, and looked at Old Man Hu lightly.

Old man Hu took a deep breath when he heard this, and he hesitated a little, about Wudang Qingyang Peak, although it is far away in the villages and towns of Yunyang County, but because of this nineteen acres of fertile land, since receiving it, he often looks at some Yunyang County local chronicles, and even the Shiyan Prefecture local chronicles published by the entire Shiyan Prefecture Prefecture, and also understands that he is the only town in Shiyan Prefecture on Wudang Mountain, when there are seventy-two veins, but all the veins are incomplete, and now there are only twenty-seven veins left, and the nineteen acres of fertile land he took over, more than 500 years ago, belonged to one of the seventy-two veins that have been cut off, the private land of Qingyang Peak。

The vicissitudes of life, the flow of time, five hundred years is enough to annihilate everything, the old man Hu did not expect that after more than five hundred years, this Qingyang Peak vein was continued again, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, he didn't expect to take such a hot potato, as a large village, there are relatives in Yunyang County to open up a trade route, and he also has one or two branches to go to a county caravan, Hu Old Man also understands some fiction and reality, the entire Yunyang County, there are many private properties in Wudang Zhufeng, and even involve cloth shops, Wenbao shops, Lu Chenxing and so on, many businesses walk on trade routes, all kinds of buying and selling, and they have more or less some dealings that cannot be avoided, so they can naturally detect some wrestling in the dark.

After many years of sophistication, the world is warm and cold, there are many things that Old Man Hu thinks of, Qingyang Peak is continuous, Wudang did not inform the world, all major sects, and even the Imperial Court Rites Department did not send envoys to congratulate the reopening of the mountain gate, it is enough to explain something, although he Hu Mansion has some face and meager industry in this Jiuligang, and even the entire Qingshan Town, but compared with Wudang such a large sect of the town, it is a small thing, rashly intervening in it, and it is difficult for Old Man Hu to break the blessing and misfortune.

But thinking of the little grandson in the backyard, who was still unconscious at this time, his immature little body was all kinds of weakness and his five organs were exhausted, and Old Man Hu became hesitant.

Seeing this, Su Qiannian didn't urge, the lights in the main hall were flickering and static, and the air was a little stagnant.

After half a burnt of incense, in this cold winter season, the old man Hu saw sweat on his forehead, and fine beads of sweat rolled down, he finally took a long breath, looked at Su Qinian, and said: "The Hu family took over this nineteen acres of fertile land, and the young man can also take it away, but the young man has a great favor in my Hu Mansion, although the Hu family is not a wealthy family, but also a scholar in the past dynasties, learning the principles of sages and sages, not to mention proficient in the subset of scriptures and history, and also keeping it in mind, reason, I need Shaoxia to give my Hu family a reason." ”

After a little hesitation, Su Qiannian nodded and said, "You want a reason, okay." ”

Boom!

A cyan knife light bloomed, magnified in front of Old Man Hu's eyes, as if a round of the sun hung high for nine days, the sun was shining, every inch of the soul was delicately revealed, all evil and darkness were purified, after that, there was nothing better to hide, everything in the world has been seen through, the water in front of him is murmuring, and the sound of the long river of fate is still the same.

After a long time, Old Man Hu came back to his senses, his spirit was shocked, his eyes were bright, his temperament became more mellow and transparent, and his pupils, which were originally a little cloudy because of the rings of the years, also became pure and clear again, and the impurities disappeared.

"But Qingyang Peak is in the vein, the legendary "Death Knife". ”

"Exactly. ”

Su Qiannian nodded, his face was slightly pale, the spiritual power that had just recovered a little was consumed again, and his qi and blood had also dropped a lot, with his current cultivation, it was a little reluctant to perform such a first-class superior sword technique, if he condensed the qi and blood spirit of the whole body and shot with all his strength, most of them could only barely make three swords.

"Okay!" Old Man Hu nodded solemnly, "After today, if Qingyang Peak has what it needs, Hu Fu should do his best." ”

Regarding the "Death Knife", a lost knife technique that has been almost forgotten by the world, Old Man Hu once had a glimpse of it in the local chronicles of Shiyan Prefecture.

More than 770 years ago, Qingyang Peak a pulse of the main person did not repair Zhenfeng "Qingyang Sword", a "Retirement Knife" in its hands to obey the heavens, so as to get involved in the power of the mandate of heaven, one day, it sat on the Wudang Qingyang Peak, suddenly split a knife, the knife light across three thousand miles, illuminated the entire night, Shengsheng will hide in the state of Zhuxi County from a demon king from the North Sea to pieces, the soul is scattered.

......

Next, the guests and hosts were happy, Su Qinian was not polite, in the next family banquet, Old Man Hu prepared the demon wolf broth, and now, his "Turtle and Snake Gong" reached the seventh layer, and the tempering of skin, tendons, bones, and marrow reached the end, and the demon wolf broth entered the abdomen, and was quickly absorbed and refined by the body.

Three hours later, walking out of the guest room of Hufu, Su Qiannian looked into the distance, the orange sun was pure, he waved his knife against the rising sun, his eyes couldn't take his eyes off, the sunlight seemed to be absorbed by his pupils, yesterday's battle, although it was only a short fight, but then the little monk called Mingjue and the nameless scholar had a duel, but he benefited a lot.

For the time, location, and even the way of taking advantage of the situation, Su Qinian deeply felt his own superficiality, skill cultivation is one thing, and really fighting with people is another world, if it is not for the huge gap in cultivation, the victory or defeat is difficult to predict.

Practicing knives, swinging fists, after morning exercises, after breakfast in the main hall, Su Qinian got up and said goodbye.

"Su Shaoxia, please accept it, the little grandson still hopes to bother a lot. ”

Old man Hu handed over a package, Su Qinian was not polite, took it, he was mentally sharp, he naturally knew what was inside, the little boy was possessed by the demon spirit, the five organs were decayed, ordinary medicine stones were difficult to save, Su Qinian inducted, at most there was half a month left, even if he returned to the mountain this time, exhausted all in this package, whether there was a glimmer of life, Su Qinian was also difficult to determine.

An hour passed, and after walking more than ten miles out of the boundary of Qingshan Town, Su Qiannian stopped and said calmly: "After following Su for ten miles, Your Excellency should also appear." (At noon, I will send it to a new one, ask for free recommended tickets every day, and ask new book friends to click to join the bookshelf collection)