These people are all top-notch masters in Kyoto. They are all in their prime and have extraordinary fighting prowess.
But that was a relative term. Facing an existence like Xia Po who couldn't see the depth and could kill them at any time, he really couldn't show the slightest momentum of a first-rate master.
Just when Xia Po felt a little bored and was about to feed all these people on the spot, Ling Jun spoke.
"Brother, you just said that you are a descendant of the Sword Immortal Xia Po, right?"
Xia Po nodded.
"Not bad, so what?"
"Did you know that Xia Po Sword Immortal had a good friend named Liu Anran. He once gave Liu Anran's descendants many techniques, hoping that Liu Anran's descendants could use these techniques to gain a foothold in the world, and one of the techniques was to brew a kind of food that is good for practicing martial arts.
Medicinal wine that helps tremendously!
I heard that Xia Po Sword Immortal drank this kind of wine when he first practiced martial arts. I wonder if he passed on the wine-making technique to you."
Xia Po's mouth curled up.
Needless to say, this must have been the rumor that Liu Mengqing was talking about in order to sell wine.
After all, he can be regarded as a descendant of Liu Anran, so feel free to gossip, it doesn't matter to him, and it won't do him any harm.
So he nodded.
"I've heard a bit about this. My master loved drinking wine when he was practicing martial arts, but my master never told me about the brewing method of this kind of wine."
"That kind of wine has been lost due to some accidents. Liu Anran's descendants don't know where to live in seclusion. The last few jars are all hidden somewhere by our martial arts hall. As a descendant of Xia Po, do you want to
Want to taste that wine?"
Having said this, Xia Po almost understood the whole story.
It was probably the trouble he caused for Liu Mengqing's few Zhenwu Quick-Accomplishing Pills back then.
After all, the quantity of that thing is limited and it is still a consumable, so the wine produced will definitely become less and less.
And this kind of wine, which can directly and greatly increase the speed of cultivation, is definitely a top treasure in the mortal world. In addition, since things are rare and precious, it is inevitable for mortals to compete for this kind of wine.
Xia Po also heard the conversation between several people before. This Ling Jun should be the man from the martial arts school who played with the scimitar. He held the most precious last few bottles of medicinal wine in his hands, so there were so many people chasing them and grabbing them.
liquor.
Xia Po is not surprised by this, it is very consistent with human nature. The key is that in this prosperous age, in broad daylight, with so many warriors chasing each other and robbing each other, can no one care?
Forget it, if no one is taking care of it, take care of it yourself!
It just so happens that Sichou has grown up a bit recently and is prone to anemia if he only feeds himself.
So he smiled and said to Ling Jun.
"Don't tell me, I'm quite interested in that wine."
"In that case, as long as brother protects me for a moment, I will be able to share the wine with you!"
As soon as he said this, the people who were chasing him all looked ugly.
They all looked at Xia Po.
"Brother Jia, please don't listen to this man's nonsense. He stole all the wine from us adults. We were just ordered to arrest him and bring him to justice. When we find the location of the wine, we can share it with you!"
But as soon as this person finished speaking, he felt that the perspective in front of him quickly rotated.
He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but he couldn't feel his body anyway.
I was wondering what was going on, and just a second before I lost consciousness, I saw his headless body standing there, with blood gushing out like a torrent of spring water.
This scene frightened the remaining people, and like frightened wild horses, they began to run away with all their strength.
But everyone knows that Xia Po's house is easy to get in, but hard to get out!
As soon as he reached the wall and was about to jump outside, he was burned into a coke-like form by the scorching heat.
Then, Xia Po snapped his fingers, and all these half-dead people suddenly stood up and walked in the same direction.
He originally wanted to kill everyone, but considering that the outside world, especially martial arts, seemed to be a little different now, he had to leave one person behind to let him know the situation.
If this is the case, Ling Jun is definitely the most suitable.
Ling Jun was dumbfounded at this time. Just now when Xia Po made a move, he could not see any of the opponent's movements at all. It felt like the opponent had been here all along and did not move. As a result, everyone was killed instantly.
And being able to make people move out of thin air clearly means that the mastery of Qi has reached a level that he could not imagine, and he can continue to use Qi to control objects to move according to his own wishes.
An ordinary innate can only control the true energy to fly something out, which is already the limit. A famous grandmaster is a little stronger and can make things turn around.
But Xia Po's skills were completely superior to any master he had ever seen.
Looking at Xia Po's relaxed and casual expression, he sighed in his heart:
As expected of Xia Po's apprentice, he actually achieved such strength at a younger age than himself!
Afterwards, Si Chou was already full and flapped his wings and flew into Xia Po's collar. This scene was not seen by Ling Jun.
After all, it is simply a fantasy for a mortal to capture the speed of a six-winged cicada with the naked eye.
Seeing Ling Jun's confused expression, Xia Po didn't pay attention, but asked the question he wanted to know.
"I remember that the Tianxiong Dynasty is still in its prime. Why is there still such a thing as being chased in the street in broad daylight?"
As a result, his words immediately knocked Ling Jun out of his mind.
"A prosperous age?" He said and narrowed his eyes, "You want to say that your master's generation was a prosperous age, but now it has been 18 years, and you still call it a prosperous age?"
After hearing these words, Xia Po understood. He had been in seclusion again and forgot about it. It must have been a long, long time.
In the past, he would have calculated what year it was today and how long it had been.
But now, he has lost sight of time.
As his strength increases, the time in seclusion will only become longer and longer. In this case, time has no meaning for an immortal like him.
"Brother, thank you for your generous intervention. I will take you to get the wine right now."
Xia Po nodded. Although he had no interest in wine, it was good to go out and see what was going on outside.
When they got outside, Xia Po couldn't help but frowned.
It's not that the Tianxiong Dynasty is too dilapidated, but it's much better than what I imagined after the troubled times.
People were coming and going, everyone seemed busy, and nothing was out of the ordinary.
"I feel pretty good now. Why do you say it's not the golden age?"
As soon as this was mentioned, a trace of sadness appeared on Ling Jun's face, and then he frowned.
More than thirty years ago, some strange warlocks suddenly appeared in the capital. They used a thing called "gu" to quickly control the entire martial arts world in Kyoto, and even the entire world.
After the emperor learned about this, he quickly sent people to encircle and suppress these sorcerers. I was still young at that time, but I often saw ordinary people being executed as sorcerers.
From that time on, Kyoto has been in chaos. Anyone who is disapproving of the powerful can be accused of being a magician who uses poison and be put to death.
As time goes on, the power of those powerful people is like a snowball. If ordinary people want to get ahead, they can only practice martial arts so as to become military attachés or minions of the powerful people.
Therefore, a large number of people choose to practice martial arts, resulting in increasingly fierce competition in martial arts... which is also why medicinal wine that can increase the speed of practice has become so precious.
When Ling Jun said this, Xia Po stopped listening. He could also predict what would happen next.
To put it bluntly, it means that warriors are internalized, and in the end, they will become deformed, reaching the point where the number of warriors per capita is reduced.
How do warriors solve problems?
Isn’t it just about fighting and killing?
If only a few can manage it, the key is how to manage so many warriors?
Therefore, the imperial court could only relax in some aspects, and things like chasing and killing people in the streets were no exception.