Time is passing away, the winter is more intense, into the county, along the wind and the long mausoleum are completely different, looking at it, the slightly lower hills are mostly reclamation out of the terraces, everywhere is small market towns, but it is difficult to see the size of the big city, the continuous mountains of the mountains and steep peaks stand side by side, those places, so far it is still rare.

A thousand years ago, there were still very few practitioners in the world, and practitioners who could understand or get some of the ways of practice were first-class figures in the ordinary population.

These people practice in the mountains with the help of spiritual veins, is considered to be a food dew, swallowing the clouds, leaving countless legends.

To the world's countries slowly flourished, the formation of the major dynasties, the Dazin Dynasty and the Bashan sword field rise, Bashan area set up a county, although the population increased, but the spiritual veins in the Bashan have been cut off for hundreds of years, the ancient practice place inside has been eliminated like nature, has disappeared for many years.

Today, the Bashan Sword Field is in the Yuanwu Emperor's throne in the storm, compared to the Changling such practitioners in the country, the number of practitioners in the Bay County area is very small, the ordinary mountain people's understanding of the practitioners, or the same as before, feel that the practitioners are the spirit of the wind and the sky.

So just along the way Xue forgets to show a little bit of means, you can easily change to the best horses, the speed of the road is naturally not slow.

On this day, when Ding Ning lifted the somewhat hard curtain frozen by ice, he saw a large city built along the hillside, consisting of thousands of wooden buildings.

He knew that this was a city, and that there was no official county in the area of Bashan, and when there was no garrison, it was already one of the largest gathering places for the Bashan people.

Passing through here, and through a canyon, there is a basin, that is where Zhushan County is located.

...

Just as Ding Ning was following Xue, already approaching Zhushan County, in the soldiers and horses of the Changling countryside, Wang Taihu and Yu Kuo were conducting a meeting.

Yu Kuo's eyes mostly still stay in the courtyard of the lamei tree, his expression is still majestic and cold, but his heart has been truly calm.

Because he is well aware that, in accordance with the progress of the previous few days, the negotiations that must be concluded as soon as possible will be concluded today.

"The cold is already strong, and if the matter of the coat of arms suddenly changes someone to take over, it may be delayed."

Wang Taifu's eyes also stayed in the wax plum tree, he did not hurry to say: "So the general said before the reason, we two floors can not be clothing and armor-making business, but the business of decentralizing the warehouse must be, in addition, I heard that many prisons in Changling have been in disrepair for a long time, and the prisoners inside also need to dress, fear some of the hardships also need help, these things, let us do two floors, presumably the general can do it?" 」

Then he turned around.

He shot the blade-like sharpness in his eyes, looked directly at the king too vain, and said quietly, “Are you serious?”

This was completely unexpected.

Prison houses are repaired, prison clothes are bedding, and some things of communication and accommodation, although it is also very beneficial, how can it be compared with the amazing profits of the army's armor?

Wang Tai smiled slightly and said, "Although I am only a small town in the market, I can't like the general's military order, but when I say it, I can still do it."

Yu Kuo looked at him, suddenly wrong meaning, slightly mockingly said: "Can go to prison, in the future, even if you have entered, you will probably get good care."Even if it is used for the wronged ghosts in the top bag, it will be much more comfortable to stay in it, but the other people in Changling, when you are right, you must first think clearly, their people go in there is no good life to live... Wang Taihu, you are too vain, you are less offended by our soldiers and horses, but in the future you can occupy more territory in the fight with those Jianghu big guys, you are abacus, it is really good.

The king smiled again, and saluted Yu Qiao, saying, “Thank you General Yu for your completion.”

The face of the gullible is cold.

Of course, he has not yet agreed, but Wang Taihua already knows that he will agree, and he will indeed agree, after all, let the Zongfa Division give some benefits, which is only a small thing for the soldiers and horses, Wang Taihua's requirements have not touched the bottom line of the soldiers and horses, and even can say that they have given a lot of face to the soldiers and horses.

However, whether on the battlefield or in the court, he is extremely afraid and does not like this kind of people who are too smart to see through the thoughts of their opponents.

So at this moment, his eyes were even full of real killing.

"This time I can meet some of your requirements, but you are a wise man, and you should have understood how the situation will change during this time."

Yu Kuo took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and the voice said coldly: "After this winter, you better converge a little."

The king was still standing up, and he said softly, “I will remember the general’s teaching.”

Yu Yu is silent.

The long-running negotiations have finally settled.

Although the posture and words of Wang Taifu in front of him are so humble, he is very clear that after coming out of this post station, with the commitment and cooperation of the military, Wang Taifu's two floors will soon make dozens of gangs that rely on those businesses have no way to go, or be forced to merge into two floors.

The two floors, which were already very large, would become a behemoth that could not be compared to the rest of the gangs, except for the underground ruler of the fish market.

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...

Because it takes only half a day to get from Lianchengzhai to Zhushan County, after soliciting Ding Ning's opinion, Xue Fuhua and Ding Ning did not rest in Liancheng Village, but ate something and continued on the road.

“You’re going to the city of Zhushan soon, what plan do you have?”

Ding Ning rubbed some uncomfortable knees because of the long ride, and asked Xue forget.

He has always been a very planned person.

For example, killing Song God, such as when appeared in the sight of Xie Changsheng and others, and when he tried to enter the place where he could participate in the Minshan Sword Society, he had many careful plans and alternative plans.

He would have done these things gradually.

Entering the Minshan Sword Academy to obtain cooperation with the Nine Dead silkworms can make him not die prematurely, the practice speed is very fast, and each realm can be a strong continuation of the angelic trick.

After receiving the Renewal of the Angel, he can follow the cultivation, one by one to go to the people on the wall, to deal with them.

However, some of the secrets confessed to Song God's book disrupted his plans and made some things must be carried out in parallel.

And now this Zhushan County closed home, originally also in the beginning of his first plans.

"Feng Qian turbidity in Zhushan County is equivalent to the role of the landlord, especially because he is a very strong practitioner, so many people in the local area really think of him as the kind of fairy who can protect the side of the fairy."Xue looked at the busy Ding Ning and explained: "He also enjoys this kind of love, so every year during this temple fair, he will come out with a nod, donate some property, and say a few words."At that time, if I challenge him in public, he should find no reason to refuse.”

Ding Ning said: "In my face to the rest of the world, everyone is respectful of the brave and the strong, and both sides of this open engagement will be admired."But in Zhushan County, you challenged him on such an occasion, but it is too much to hate."

Xue forgot to make a mockery: "As long as you win, it's not hate, it's fear."

Ding Ning calmly said: "Even if you are sure that he did not enter the seventh place, some of the means of the Bashan sword field still have a lot of uniqueness."

"Of course I'll be careful."Xue Fufu picked up the water bag and drank the warm water, seriously looked at Ding Ning, "It is you... you say that you want to press all the young talents in the Songshan Sword Association, what plan do you have?"On this road, you have not seen you practicing swords, have you realized the two swords you have chosen?"

Ding Ning hesitated a little, then nodded his head.

He almost choked with water and coughed suddenly.

Ding Ning looked at him and counted with his fingers in the air.

Although it is only a simple number, there seems to be several unique flavors in the air.

Xue forgot to cough no longer, but he broke several beards, and the water in the uncovered water bag sprinkled a lot, which wet his front.

"I know these swords are hard for others, but it's very simple for me."

Ding Ning still looked at him calmly and said softly, "So my plan is to enter the real realm before the Mingshan Sword Conference, and if it is more secure, it will at least enter the cultivation of the real state."

"I've never seen a monster like you before."

After a long time, Xue forgot to take a breath and said slowly: "I suddenly want to see the two most powerful little monsters of Minshan Sword Zong and Lingfu Sword Gate, and see what kind of difference they are from you."

"I thought it was not hard enough to pass the wildfire sword, but even these two swords are like this... it seems that I just don't know enough about you."

The shock in Xue's eyes faded, but his eyebrows were slightly scratching, and he asked softly, "That's just these two doors are enough."In the Minshan Sword Society, some people's swords are probably stronger."

Ding Ning shook his head, "There is no strongest sword sutras, only stronger people."

(When I wrote that Ding Ningbi drew two strokes, I thought of Zhou Xingchi showing the flying fairy in front of the emperor... well, I was evil...)