Songs of the Youth: Ten Years of Seclusion, Asking the Sword in Xueyue City Chapter 161 There is always someone wielding the sickle, why can’t it be me?
Chapter 161 There is always someone wielding the sickle, why can’t it be me?
The mountain peak was split from the waist and sank obliquely into the vast ocean. Most of the people on the mountain drowned, but only a few lucky people survived.
When everyone heard the noise, they thought that the immortals from the upper world had brought a new disaster. Suddenly someone shouted:
"Aoki Sword Immortal is here, it's him!"
After finishing speaking, everyone looked at Fang Ping, their eyes reflecting the arrogant figure.
They had just revolted in a furious manner, demanding more food quotas on the grounds that the Aoki Sword Immortal had offended the Immortal and Xueyue City did not stop them.
He also gave a very reasonable rationale: You are warriors and can survive without eating a few meals. We ordinary people are weak and must eat three meals a day.
Now that the real master they had been denouncing had arrived, no one dared to speak out. One after another, they quietly shrank back, and some were even squeezed into the water.
At this time, Luo Mingxuan ran over with excitement on his face:
"Fourth City Lord, are you finally going to pick us up?"
Without waiting for Fang Ping to answer, Li Suwang, the old tomb master of Jianxin Tomb, walked over in a few steps and asked:
"Why are you here all of a sudden? Do you need help?"
In the old man's opinion, if his son returns from a crisis in the world, he is probably in trouble.
Fang Ping smiled and explained the situation.
Luo Mingxuan showed a look of sadness:
"Sigh... Maybe there is something wrong with me. Maybe it can be avoided by giving more food to the refugees."
King Li Su remained silent, but saw Fang Ping's expression change slightly:
"There is something really wrong with you."
"...I would like to hear the details," Luo Mingxuan was slightly startled, but his attitude was very serious.
He really wants to be the acting city lord.
Fang Ping glanced at the crowd of refugees and raised his tone, as if telling everyone:
"Your problem is that we shouldn't give our food to outsiders."
"......ah?"
Luo Mingxuan was stunned. What's the question?
Fang Ping's words reached the ears of everyone in Xueyue City, and many people complained in low voices. As the city lord of the first city in Jianghu, how could he say such a thing?
But more people chose to bow their heads and remain silent, and even more dissatisfied, shouting angrily from afar:
"We are human beings too, why should we be treated differently?"
Fang Ping grinned, passed Wang Li Su and Luo Mingxuan, and walked forward:
"Because this belongs to Xueyue City, it is our mountain, our food,
"Xueyue City gave up its own mountain peaks and distributed its own food, but it has to be turned into the mainstay?
"Shouldn't we be grateful? Pig bugs?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone on the mountain was shocked, not because of the shocking words of the Qingmu Sword Immortal, but because the wooden sword in his hand was shining brightly, and the sword light was stretched extremely long.
Three feet to one foot, one foot to three feet, three to three becomes nine, endlessly.
In the end, the sword light was a hundred feet long and as wide as a boat.
King Li Su's heart tightened, and before he could speak, Fang Ping slashed him with his sword.
One peak is destroyed and hundreds of people die.
Among them was the man who roared earlier.
Fang Ping opened his mouth and said:
"Who wants to revolt?"
"..."
No one dares to speak... The Sword Immortal has gone crazy, whoever speaks will suffer!
"boom--"
In an instant, the sword flashed and the nearby mountains were smashed into rubble, killing hundreds of people on them.
The other refugees on the mountain looked shocked and stared blankly at the sky, feeling as if their whole bodies were wrapped in the will of death.
Indiscriminate killing!
One moment he was asking, and the next moment he was crushing a mountain!
Fang Ping was expressionless and sworded another mountain:
"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I know it all."
Even before arriving, Fang Ping already knew most of the situation, who would lead the uprising, who would gather the manpower...
Luo Mingxuan looked shocked and looked at King Li Su at a loss, his anxious eyes seemed to ask how to deal with it.
If word of this gets out, won’t Xueyue City be destroyed?
But King Li Su shook his head:
"I support him."
Fang Ping must have his reasons for doing this, and he must have thought of countermeasures for the remaining problems of suppressing the refugee riots, such as the reputation of Xueyue City, his personal reputation...
At the same time, Fang Ping chopped down several more mountains before sheathing his sword and leaving, leaving behind a sentence:
"There is always someone wielding the sickle, why can't it be me? Instead of becoming a fairy's destiny, it is better to become the nourishment of the earth.
"When the upper realm is conquered, Xueyue City should be the highest."
Before the voice fell, the figure had disappeared.
No one on the mountain reacted... Occupy the upper realm?
Luo Mingxuan suddenly said:
"If Xueyue City is supreme...do we still need to consider the issue of reputation?"
...
After a while, Fang Ping returned to Fanghu Scenic Area.
"Is it solved?" Li Hanyi asked, "So quickly?"
Fang Ping nodded, and she asked how to do it. If she was allowed to do it herself, it would take a lot of time to reconcile.
How did he do it?
"I killed them all."
Li Hanyi: "..."
This method is indeed efficient, but it feels a bit strange.
Fang Ping changed the topic and said:
"Where are they, still in the barrier?"
"Yes, except Mo Yi and Master, everyone else is practicing," Li Hanyi replied, "it will take five days to burn them all."
Mo Yi and Li Changsheng had already entered the Great Immortal Journey, and the Immortal Prisoner's essence of immortal energy could not bring them much improvement, so they simply gave up their resources to the others.
The same is true for Fang Ping, so he has time to go to Xueyue City to do things.
"Come on, let me show you something."
Fang Ping took Li Hanyi out of Fanghu Scenic Area and to the top of Kunlun Mountain.
There was no sound of wind at the top of the mountain at this moment, no snow or haze, no sky, only blue and green, and an aurora-like ice cover covering the sky.
"Is everything like this outside?" Li Hanyi looked up, his pure black eyes reflecting the wonders of the glacier, and a little curiosity appeared on his cheeks.
Water poured in from the sky, the air in Kunlun was cold, and the glaciers outside the mountains became thicker and thicker, finally condensing this scene.
Fang Ping reached out and saw a golden coffin hidden in the snow flying over, and three giant fireworks were unveiled.
Li Hanyi recognized them, they were three Aoki Snow Moons.
Fang Ping rubbed his two fingers together, and activated the Red Fire Divine Art to shoot out three flames, igniting three giant fireworks respectively.
Although the fireworks shop was flooded, there were three unique items hidden in the golden coffins, and I just happened to bring them back during this trip.
Fortunately, the gold coffin was made with exquisite craftsmanship and was tightly sealed without a drop of water seeping through.
"Bang——"
"Bang-bang!"
Three fireworks flew into the sky, exploded after hitting the glacier dome, and the huge flower fan bloomed in a variety of colors. It was extremely beautiful under the reflection of the ice crystals, and it was like being in a dreamland.
Due to the space limitations of the "glacier cover", the fireworks could not reach the predetermined height, and the exploding fireworks fans also converged in one place, and the light points like iron flowers rained down into the snow.
Fang Ping opening:
"Let's go to Kyushu to cultivate immortality together."
"good."
Li Hanyi answered simply, having already planned this.
She continued to ask:
"What kind of immortality do you want to cultivate? Are there any sword immortals?"
"There is a sword god," Fang Ping said.
Li Hanyi thought of Fang Ping's Sword God Technique, which is the magical power to summon the sword god to possess him.
Li Hanyi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly felt motivated, a new world, and a new track.
If the starting point is the same, can he become the sword god before him?
She asked:
"The pinnacle of sword cultivation is the Sword God? How to practice?"