stonecrandall Chapter 46 Survival +46
Chapter 46 Survival +46
Baiyun City is located on Feixian Island in the South China Sea. This place is not big, but it is very rich because of business.
Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is about [-] this year, dressed in white, looks as cold, difficult to get along with, and reticent as the sword god Ximen Chuuxue.
You can't tell what he's thinking just by his appearance and expression, so it's better to speak directly.
But he is actually deeply loved by the people of Baiyun City, and he is more considerate of the people. Therefore, when practicing swords on the beach facing the sea in the morning, the people will spontaneously avoid this place, even fishing. Catch here, and everyone will even avoid this time period.
The city lord and the people accommodate each other, this is the reality of Baiyun City, and the way of survival of Baiyun City is to rely on the sea to eat the sea, and to make money from seashells, pearls and other things.
The commission for selling things in Baiyun City is very high, and the commission for merchants is very high, but the imperial court's taxation here will not be low.
If the commission is high, the merchants here will earn more money. The imperial court naturally knows this, so it is reflected in the taxation, but the taxation is not so high that it is daunting, because there are thieves here.
Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is not only the lord of the city, but also a school lieutenant by name.
Ye Gucheng's name is Xuanjie Xiaowei on the eighth grade. Most of the people will call him "City Lord", but a small number of people will call him "General".
The first rank is the highest, the ninth rank is the last, and normally only military officers who are from the fifth rank up can be called generals, so if you want to call him a general, it is actually against the rules.
But as the saying goes, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, these people's claims can't be overcome, and Ye Gucheng himself shouldn't be.
Since he was awarded the title of Colonel Xuanjie, it is not just a name, he also has his own responsibilities.
Baiyun City relies on the sea to eat the sea. Life here is affluent, the land is fertile, and the sea is vast. Naturally, there are people who spy on it.
Ye Gucheng guards Baiyun City, and the only small army in Baiyun City guards the border sea area to drive away Japanese pirates.
If the frontiers are unguarded, how can the people in the interior live in peace?
Moreover, his place is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the people are very familiar with this sea area, and when they find Japanese pirates, they will be notified as soon as possible.
So if another group of people came, even the imperial army might not be able to do better than these fishermen.
They are not the strongest, but they are definitely the most suitable.
Yan Ting is going to such a place right now, the people here are warm and hospitable, but at the same time they are very exclusive.
The folk customs here are simple and honest. What the common people like are businessmen who can bring them wealth. Those who are xenophobic are those whose identities are unknown.
However, a person like Yan Ting with a clear identity and very distinctive appearance and attire is easy to identify and will be welcomed by the common people.
If he buys something, people will see it wherever he goes. If he goes out, ask a few more people, and even his daily itinerary can be pieced together.
The folk customs here are indeed simple, but it also means that there are almost no secrets here.
Therefore, when Yan Ting arrived here on the second day, everyone in this half of the street knew that he was waiting for someone.
The person waiting was still a young man, a high-spirited and proud young man.
No one asked about the relationship between the two of them. Generally, they were either good friends or that kind of brothers.
However, the people here don't seem to look down on those who are good at Long/Yang. On the contrary, a small number of people are very supportive, but most of them have an attitude of letting nature take its course.
The current time is still the day when Yan Ting came here.
Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, is here. He is the lord of the city, and he has a soldier under him, so he is naturally well-informed. It is not a big deal for him to know about Yan Ting's existence.
It was just the time when he was settled, Ye Gucheng sent someone to look for him and invited him to be a guest in the city.
Yan Ting hesitated for only a breath or two, then nodded in agreement, and then followed them into the city lord's mansion.
I don't know if it's because Ye Gucheng himself doesn't like being served or because most people in Jianghu are not used to being served by others. The person who led the way led Yan Ting into the main hall, then turned and left, guarding a place about ten meters away from the main hall, and came The maidservant who served the tea also quickly withdrew and turned to leave.
The main hall where he was the only one was well lit, but it was really empty and not very popular...Of course, he wasn't a human being in the first place.
Yan Ting sat blankly, the little fox in his heart kept rolling, and when it rolled 123 times, Ye Gucheng came.
At this time, it was just past the quarter of the hour, which was still a good time to meet guests.
Ye Gucheng was dressed in neat white clothes. His saber 'Feihong' was forged by overseas cold iron elites. The sword was three feet three feet long and weighed six catties and four taels. *
He created his own sword move "Flying Immortal Outside the Sky", and when he used a stunning move, he was not so much a swordsman as an immortal, so he was called "Sword Immortal".
Now he is in front of Yan Ting, although he is cold but friendly, he said: "Ye Gucheng."
Yan Ting: ...
I always feel that the other party's self-introduction is too cold, but he can only nod: "Yan Ting."
He still couldn't get used to the way of speaking here.
Ye Gucheng also nodded, and he only made a "please" gesture after sitting in the main seat.
The atmosphere dropped to freezing point for a while, and the two of them drank a sip of tea from time to time and fell silent for a long time.
Both of them are very bad at words, or they are not good at talking about topics.
Yan Ting thought for a while, and felt that he could be regarded as an elder at any rate, so he said first: "I don't know why the Lord Ye invites me? But there are patients?"
Ye Gucheng put down the teacup, looked straight at him with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to see through him, he said: "No."
Yan Ting: "..."
How can we continue talking like this?Hold back the words.
After a few breaths, Ye Gucheng suddenly said: "Your swordsmanship is very good."
Yan Ting took a deep look at him: "Yes."
Yan Ting is not good at swordsmanship, but no matter how bad he is at swordsmanship, will his seven or eight hundred years of practice be inferior to a person who has only practiced at a fraction of his age?
So even if he doesn't say much, his attitude can show his strength.
Ye Gucheng said again: "You didn't bring a sword."
Yan Ting: "I don't use a sword."
Ye Gucheng: "Since you use swordsmanship, you must use swords."
That's true, but Yan Ting didn't bring his saber, and now the folding fan in his hand is already his sword.
Yan Ting: "No, I only use this."
He showed him the folding fan he had been holding in his hand.
Ye Gucheng remained silent.
He thought that Yan Ting could use a folding fan to move with a sword, and he could also strike someone's head with one move, even if he didn't use a sword, it didn't seem to be a problem...
Doesn't this just show that Yan Ting's swordsmanship has reached perfection?
That being the case, where is the need for a sword?
Yan Ting's strength was stronger than him, which made him, who had almost reached the peak, feel hopeful that he might become stronger!
Prince Pingnan, whose fief was very close to here before, told him that he wanted to conspire to bring down the current official family, and only rely on their similar looks... This is too childish.
He was thinking about the disaster relief, fighting against the enemy, and governing the whole country that the officials did. He didn't think that he, a military officer of the eighth rank, who only managed a small town, was competent, let alone the son of Prince Pingnan. .
What's more, there are so many martial arts masters stationed in the capital, it's no use just looking at their faces!
Ye Gucheng, who thought he was unreliable at first, had some thoughts because of his stagnant martial arts, but now seeing Yan Ting, he completely let go.
After all, he still has to protect the people of this side. They call him a general, and although he is not, he still has to fulfill his duties.
Besides, he just looked at Yan Ting and knew that he was stronger than everyone he had ever met.
Ye Gucheng said: "Can I invite Mr. Yan to fight next time?"
He could see that Yan Ting was different from most Jianghu people he had seen, and of course he was also different from the swordsmen he had seen, so he couldn't invite him in the usual way of a swordsman.
Just as he thought, Yan Ting was soft but not tough.
If Ye Gucheng asked more forcefully, then Yan Ting would be aroused to be rebellious. Such a polite question with respect and modesty made Yan Ting fall into deep thought.
Yan Ting thought for a while, and agreed: "Okay, when?"
Ye Gucheng said: "Now."
Yan Ting pondered, he felt that Ye Gucheng wouldn't go all the way, so he said cautiously: "Call all the time?"
Ye Gucheng: "Life and death have fate."
Yan Ting: ...
No, don't you all adjust your state for a few days and half a month before the competition of top swordsmen?
But since he agreed, and the other party doesn't mind the competition now, then it's better now.
... At worst, he would spend half a stick of incense time to heal people.
Ye Gucheng couldn't hold back his hand, but Yan Ting was not a novice, so he couldn't hold back his strength.
Since you can't explain it, let's see it in action.
Ye Gucheng: "Since I invite you, Mr. Yan will decide where to compete."
Yan Ting: "The place where you usually practice swords is enough."
It doesn't matter to him, after all, he will not have different strengths because of different locations.
Ye Gucheng's piercing gaze turned into a sword edge, as if a sword energy came out of it, he fixedly looked at Yan Ting: "I won't take advantage of you."
Yan Ting: "No problem."
The Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky is originally a sword from the top down, and it can only reach the peak by taking advantage of the power of nature.
It's hard to describe this kind of mysterious aura.
Ye Gucheng paused for a while, this time he looked at him more seriously than before, and finally he said: "Okay."
Since Mr. Yan is so decisive, it is not good for him to refuse. Perhaps Mr. Yan's sword moves are also very suitable for the seaside, and he has his own reliance.
Yan·No reliance·No backup·Sword moves are not suitable for the seaside·Only rely on strength·Ting:?
The place where Ye Gucheng usually practiced his sword was not far from here, so he led the way by himself, step by step as if he had measured it, there was no slight difference, and his breath was very steady.
He led the way ahead, and Yan Ting followed behind. All the attendants he met on the road lowered their heads quietly and said hello, never asked about their whereabouts, and never said a word of useless words.
Yan Ting observed by the way, and found that they really loved their city lord, and even respected Ye Gucheng, some of them were even Lianjiazi, probably because Ye Gucheng was a military officer anyway.
Ye Gucheng's Baiyun City is not very big, naturally it is not as big as a state, and it is located in the South China Sea, and the sky is high and the emperor is far away.
It's better than the Ninth Grade Sesame Official.
Since he is a military officer and has the duty of defense, it is not surprising that he has some soldiers under his command.
Walking here, you can still hear faint sounds, which seem to be the sound of soldiers training in the martial arts field. Thinking that there are patrol soldiers wearing armor along the way, Yan Ting also figured it out.
Ye Gucheng walked further and further away, and he stopped on the beach not far from the sea. There were only scattered reefs in the distance in the sand-colored place, but there was no shelter nearby.
If there are sand and rocks under your feet, it is easy to unload the force. This is a test of the basic skills of lightness kung fu. If you don't exert your strength well and the sword in your hand is deflected, you can't blame the opponent.
Yan Ting: "Is this here?"
Ye Gucheng nodded: "Yes."
He was a little taller than Yan Ting, but there was a distance between them and they were far away, so he ignored these and only focused on the opponent's sword and folding fan.
The expressions of both of them became serious. Even though Yan Ting had never thought about life and death, his attitude was serious because he agreed to the competition.
Ye Gucheng used to be like an ordinary person, but now he is like an unsheathed sword, showing its sharpness. He slowly pulled out the sword, as if he wanted to say something, but he remembered that the opponent’s weapon was a folding fan, so he stopped. say.
What Yan Ting was holding was an extremely lightweight folding fan, even if it was made of special materials, it would not be heavier than a sword, so he did not put on too much defensive posture.
Using a fan to perform sword moves is already an unusual way, so why did he hold the fan and pose as a sword?
The beautiful golden eyes of the young man with pure white and long hair, at this moment, under the light of the sun hanging high in the sky, it looks like a golden color.
It is clear and translucent, like a stream or a gemstone, it really feels inhuman when you look at it, and it will inevitably be distracting if you look at it for a long time, even Ye Gucheng is in a trance.
In fact, normal people have golden eyes, most of which are slightly covered up, because the pupils are strange in color, different from ordinary people, even the common green and blue eyes are also considered to be impure blood.
Moreover, if you go out without covering up and the sun is scorching outside, you have to experience stinging eyes.
It was also thanks to Yan Ting being a Tianhu that he was not so troubled.
Yan Ting noticed Ye Gucheng's trance, quickly closed his eyes slightly, and raised his eyes after two breaths, the folding fan in his hand was ready to go.
He couldn't help thinking: Sure enough, even Tianhu, who has no talent, will have some advantages that ordinary people don't have.
Ye Gucheng's expression became more dignified.
He naturally noticed the other party's good intentions, and also noticed that Yan Ting did not take advantage of this moment to attack first. Now that he is on guard against his eyes, Yan Ting's own advantages have disappeared...
Ye Gucheng only thinks that Yan Ting is a real gentleman!
Therefore, he who reacted with one breath, did not attack when Yan Ting lowered his eyes for the second breath.
At this moment, the two finally calmed down and confronted each other again.
After about half a stick of incense, Ye Gucheng moved.
He was the one who couldn't hold his breath first, so he deeply felt the opponent's profound martial arts, strong concentration, and superb swordsmanship, so he quickly gave up those temptations, and came up with a very successful and famous skill--Flying Immortal Outside the Sky!
Ye Gucheng's title of "Sword Immortal" was definitely not just taken up in vain. He took a step on the spot, and his whole body took off as light as a swallow, with a leap of more than five feet.
His sword was stabbed condescendingly, like a white cloud on a sunny day, clean and flawless.
He himself is dressed in white, like a fairy.
This sword is extremely fast, there is no excessive skill, and there is no fancy cover, it is just a straight sword, but its speed is very fast, most of them will be killed by this move.
Rather, such a high-speed move doesn't need to be too fancy.
But Yan Ting seemed to have not reacted, standing straight in place.
Ye Gucheng was stunned, he found that Yan Ting was not moving, but his intuition told him: Yan Ting will not be in danger!
So Ye Gucheng, who had already made up his mind to stop, didn't make any unnecessary movements. His whole body was slanted down, almost parallel to the ground, holding his Feihong sword.
Now it is not known whether Feihong Sword is carrying him or he is carrying Feihong Sword.
In the next instant, Yan Ting quickly retreated, his upper body was completely tilted back, only his toes touched the ground, and he withdrew fifteen feet away in an instant!
Ye Gucheng didn't expect his agility to be so high, but it is expected that the landing point will be different, and this move will lose the lethality it should have been.
In fact, Yan Ting calculated the point where his sword tip landed, and then saw the power of his sword with his eyesight, and then suppressed his own strength, only one line higher than Ye Gucheng——
Then he used the folding fan from low to high to perform the trick he did when he chopped off the head of the stone Guanyin last time!
The author says:
To be honest, at that time it was true that culture was more important than martial arts, but it was really unclear how high a grade should be in a small place, so it was set to the eighth rank. Based on his achievements over the years, it was time for him to be promoted. Hey, doesn’t that make sense (?)
His saber 'Feihong' was cast by overseas cold iron elites. The sword is three feet three long and weighs six catties and four taels. *
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By the way, many people who use fans as weapons are really learning sword moves. Closed is a short stick. It is impossible to learn stick skills with a short stick held in one hand. The reverse is to confuse the line of sight. Put flour in the fan (?) I forgot what it is called, but the white powder is a bit ambiguous ()
As soon as the fan opens and shakes, it confuses the sight
The above is the normal usage
In martial arts dramas and texts, the reality of using fans to block fists basically does not exist. This angle is very difficult to use force. Of course, if there was one before, I don’t know.
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