This sandbox game is unreliable

"Open the door, open the door~"

At night, Ye Meng knocked on the door of Wanjian Village loudly, and soon someone opened the door: "Second Master, you are back. You were not at the old house in the middle of the night, why are you back?"

"Let's go, I have an urgent matter with my elder brother." Ye Meng rushed in directly, heading straight for the bedroom of the owner of Wanjianzhuang.

Regarding this, the old slave who opened the door was also speechless. The second master of Wanjianzhuang is usually a rascal. He likes to drink and forge. He used to like to practice swords.

Fortunately, although he is not stingy, he is also a person who knows the current situation, so he went to guard the old house of Wanjianzhuang to live, anyway, he did not worry about eating and drinking.

But everyone knows that this unscrupulous Ye Meng is actually an acquired martial artist.

"Brother, open the door quickly, open the door quickly, something serious has happened." Ye Meng slapped his brother Ye Sheng's bedroom door vigorously again, if it was any bigger, even the door would have to be broken by him.

"You motherfucker, take it easy, I'm getting dressed!!!"

Inside the room, Ye Sheng couldn't help roaring.

I don't even look at what time it is, even if there is no curfew in the world of martial arts, it is impossible to say that I can't sleep.

It's almost midnight.

"Put it on quickly, the second master is waiting for you." A woman's voice urged.

"Ahem, brother, hurry up." Ye Meng was also a little embarrassed, but his generous personality still made a wave of urging.

Anyway, as long as he is not embarrassed, it is someone else who is embarrassed.

"What's so urgent, you came to find me in the middle of the night." Ye Sheng frowned and pushed open the door, looking at his younger brother in front of him, his brows frowned.

"The matter is a little big, that is, I gave away the things in the old house." Ye Meng said cautiously.

"Just for this matter, the old house is in your hands, and there are some scraps left in your hands. Give it away as soon as you give it away, and come to me for this matter." Ye Sheng felt that his younger brother was trying to entertain him.

Ye Meng didn't take care of anything in the old house, let alone some swords, even tables, chairs and benches would be fine.

"No, the things I gave are quite special, if I tell you, you can't be angry." Ye Meng still took precautions.

Ye Sheng thumped in his heart: "Could it be that you sent the old house out?"

"No, I just gave away the stove in the old house."

"How did you give away the stove before you gave away the old house? Isn't it built in the old house? Wouldn't it be better to find a mason to build a new one for him if you have the spare time?" Ye Sheng thought it was not What a big deal, but I was still a little confused after hearing Ye Meng's words.

Ye Meng hesitated: "I don't know, I thought it was just a fool, teasing him that he could move away and I would give it to him, but I didn't expect him to move away, I also got up at night to find something to eat Only then did I realize that I am here to find you, big brother."

When Ye Sheng heard this, he almost didn't come up. Ye Meng has done a lot of absurd things these years, but most of them are within the understandable range, such as digging his small treasury when he has no money to drink. of.

But today's matter is completely beyond the understanding of normal people. Who can move an old stove, and more importantly, who wants this old stove.

Therefore, Ye Sheng suspected that Ye Meng simply came to him for entertainment after drinking too much.

"Forget it, if it's gone, it's gone. You go build another one yourself. I'll go see it tomorrow. If the stove is really gone, I'll cut off your wine for a year. Get the hell out of here now." Ye Sheng was calm at first, But when he thought that Ye Meng was amusing himself, his tone became more and more irritable, and finally he just shouted.

"Yes, I'll go right away." Ye Meng shrank his head, knowing that his elder brother was angry, and wanted to run away.

"Wait, you kid came back to me. I almost got mad at you. I'll go back in a few days. The day after tomorrow is the sword-split meeting. It's shameless if you're not there. I was going to look for you tomorrow. Save yourself the trouble."

Ye Sheng suddenly remembered this, and immediately stopped Ye Meng.

Ye Meng also paused: "It's not good, it's after all."

"There's nothing wrong with it. You are the second master of our Wanjian Village. It's not a good idea for you not to attend the sword-splitting meeting once every ten years. Go back and ask the people below to boil water for you to wash and get a good night's sleep." Ye Sheng couldn't help but say. After interrupting Ye Meng's words, he went back to the house and continued to sleep.

Ye Meng stood at the door for a long time, reaching out several times to knock on the door to tell his elder brother to reject it.

But in the end, he still didn't do anything, and finally he reluctantly followed his elder brother's orders.

Wanjianzhuang supports his generous life on weekdays. He, the second in command, doesn't care about all kinds of things in the village. He only enjoys power and doesn't take responsibility. Now this is a major event that improves Wanjianzhuang's reputation in the world. He couldn't help but participate, after all, it was related to Wanjian Village.

"Sword Splitting Conference, am I such a coincidence?"

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Xiyi, who was about to leave the Sword Forging City, suddenly heard the news.

Probably all schools and factions in the world sent their favorite disciples to Wanjian Village to compete, and the winner would get the strongest sword.

Others get other swords according to their rankings.

Chen Xiyi thinks that, on the one hand, this is a marketing method to increase the popularity of Wanjianzhuang.

On the other hand, it is naturally regarded as a fraternity. With so many sects coming, they are not allowed to solicit relationships, run business, and improve the economy of Forging Sword City.

The participants are generally fitness fighters, and the acquired martial artists are the leaders.

With the platform of Wanjianzhuang, sects can not only temper their own disciples, but also make a name for themselves and so on.

It's basically an event where everyone benefits.

"Or, stay and take a look. I have never seen warriors in this world compete. Let's see how far they are from me."

Chen Xiyi didn't know the strength of a congenital warrior, but Chen Xiyi, an acquired warrior, felt that he was one punch.

The strength of acquired martial artists is actually not strong, weaker than ordinary zombies.

According to his calculations, the strength of his hands is about 800 jin.

For a body forging martial artist, there is also about three hundred to five hundred catties, depending on the level of one's own internal strength.

After all, the strength of this ordinary zombie's hands is probably more than a thousand catties.

At first glance, it seems that zombies are also a bit weak, and excavators are stronger than these things.

Chen Xiyi's innate qi and the blessing of the wild elephant can't beat them to death.

"It's probably all pecking at each other." Chen Xiyi thinks, or just take a look, anyway, the module is not in a hurry for a day or two, this is a big event in the world, if he misses it, it won't be a lot of fun.

Without the Qi refiners, Chen Xiyi's mentality has calmed down a lot after a day's adjustment.

There are only three values ​​in this world, goblins, modules, and martial arts.

He is not in a hurry to collect martial arts, and he can't use them without modules, unless they are improved into his own Qi Refining System.

The module is far away, in the south, and he estimated that it would take a few days even if he used the alloy horse without sleep. The goblin has already got it, so there is no need for it.

After putting down the burden, he sat in the lobby of the inn.

The difference from the previous two worlds is that most of the people who eat and drink here are not ordinary people, they are basically people from the rivers and lakes.

Most of them have two abilities, body forging martial artist plus someone's entry.

After Chen Xiyi glanced around, he found that 90% of the people in the Jianghu were carrying swords, even if they were beginners in palm technique or kick technique, they also carried swords.

Only those swordsmanship, marksmanship and the like will be other weapons.

'It seems that swordsmanship is really popular in this world. ’ Chen Xiyi came to this conclusion, otherwise Wanjianzhuang, a manufacturer and wholesaler of sword weapons, would have grown so big, and even squeezed into the top ten sects in the world.

However, the strength of Wanjianzhuang should not be underestimated. Otherwise, how could a sect that specializes in making weapons be independent, and it would have been annexed by other sects or the Dayin Dynasty long ago.

"Three catties of Jianghu drunk, five catties of sauced beef, hurry up." A rather heroic-looking middle-aged man walked into the inn, and shouted at Xiao Er unceremoniously.

Regarding this, Chen Xiyi had no choice but to complain that the government hadn't handcuffed him for eating beef in an aboveboard manner.

Sure enough, it is the orthodox martial arts world, and beef is eaten like this.

"Come on, your wine and meat." The waiter also quickly brought up the traditional hero set meal.

Chen Xiyi took a closer look, my good guy, basically they all have this configuration, but Chen Xiyi's various side dishes are kind of out of place.

"It's Nanling Fighting Xiongshou Xiang Xu, I didn't expect him to come to this sword division meeting, it's really strange."

"That's the sword produced by Wanjianzhuang, who can't be tempted."

"Especially this year's Guangjian, which won the first place in the sword division meeting. It is said that it can break three layers of leather. It is really a magic weapon. Who would not want it."

When the diners saw Xiang Xu, they couldn't help discussing it.

As for the center of the discussion, Xiang Xu, the bear fighter, seemed to be unable to hear their discussion about himself, eating and drinking on his own, but in a very good mood.

In the rivers and lakes, what you want is nothing more than fame and fortune.

Xiang Xu is very satisfied with this wave of fame. After all, someone recognized him as soon as he came, which shows that his reputation in the Jianghu is very good. As for Li, he cannot be understood by outsiders.

"It's a pity that he only came from a casual person. If he had to enter the sect and worship a famous teacher, he might be an acquired martial artist now. It's a pity."

"Extremely."

Chen Xiyi listened to the discussions among the diners, and he had some doubts that these people were the sailors invited by the bear fighter Xiang Xu.

Otherwise, how could it be so detailed.

But this is indeed Chen Xiyi wronging them, this is really not a navy, all kinds of gossip about the rivers and lakes must be known, otherwise they may offend some people someday.

People from the rivers and lakes look very romantic.

But in Chen Xiyi's eyes, another meaning is a homeless hooligan with his head hanging around his neck.

Especially those unskilled people who don't have any martial arts, maybe wearing night clothes and covering their faces, they can completely play a guest role as a highwayman or a flying robber.

This lightness kung fu is still very powerful, especially the lightness kung fu after blessing the inner strength. Although it may not be possible to climb over the city wall, it is still possible to fly over the wall.

At least walking on the tiles is not only fast, but also light and motionless.

Don't ask how Chen Xiyi knew, last night Chen Xiyi was lying on the bed in the hotel room, and there were at least ten waves of people passing by the roof above his head.

These people's lightness kung fu can be advanced or rough, but basically ordinary people won't notice it.

There are many warriors in this world, but there are more ordinary people in the world. If there are not a large number of people to provide productivity, how can those heroes drink and eat meat.

As for the whole people practicing martial arts, this is even more impossible.

The phrase "poor culture and rich martial arts" is applicable everywhere. If we really want to practice martial arts, who will do the work?

Everyone wants to become a master after practicing martial arts to a high level, but no one wants to know that everyone has the same starting point, but you are on top of me.

So there seemed to be many people practicing martial arts, but it was only because of the time and place where Chen Xiyi was.

The Sword Splitting Conference and the Sword Forging City itself is the residence of the Ten Great Sects and the holy land of weapons, so there will be more people from the Jianghu here.

In another place, I am afraid that there will not be so many people from the rivers and lakes.