When the sun sets the next day and the afterglow is still shining, Su Peng, one by one, had already entered the coastal city with his sword.

After teaching Su Peng to kill swords, Su Peng stayed in Zixia Mountain for another night. The next afternoon, Dugu Sheng called the giant eagle in the back mountain. Chen Qizhen and Zhong Lingxiu both came to say goodbye. Su Peng said goodbye and agreed to help Chen Qizhen find strange things in the world. After following Dugu Sheng, he took the giant eagle out of Zixia Mountain on the giant eagle.

The giant eagle flew for less than thirty minutes and sent the two to a location. The giant eagle fell down. Dugu Sheng told Su Peng that this was near the coastal city of Tengzhou. After asking Su Peng to take good care of himself, he flew away in the giant eagle.

Su Peng walked on the road for a while and then got on a carriage to Binhai City. After walking for two hours, Su Peng had already arrived at Binhai City.

"Your car money." Su Peng threw dozens of copper coins to the carriage driver, jumped out of the carriage, and watched the situation in the city.

This city is a standard port city, which is an inland sea estuary. Most of the city are traveling with merchants, with a sea-like atmosphere. People walking on the streets include not only ordinary citizens, but also various sailors, and some people who look like Hu people or even white people appear. Su Peng was curious and asked on the street and said that most of these people were from Dashi and Persia.

"There is actually a setting for the foreign domain... I wonder if there would be a Western continent if I took a boat to sea like this." Su Peng thought to himself.

However, he was not really going to go out to sea to explore. At present, the most urgent task was to find the passenger ship and return to Jiangning County. After all, the assessment at the end of the month would be held near Jiangning County, so he had no excuse to leave so far.

After inquiring on the street, Su Peng found a Hegang passenger ship guild where he could find various ships leading to the inland.

After searching for a guest appearance at the Hebang, Su Peng found a river boat, which was sailing inland and happened to pass by Jiangning County, and you can take it.

After communicating with the ship owner, this ship happened to be a merchant-friendly ship, but the ship is too expensive, and a passenger costs two taels of gold.

Although I felt it was a bit expensive, but this was the only merchant ship passing by Jiangning County recently. Su Peng was also helpless. He paid two taels of gold and settled a room on the ship.

The merchant ship was waiting for a batch of cargo and it was not possible to start the ship the next day. The owner recommended an inn and told Su Peng that the inn and the passenger ship were both the same owner's property, and the guests who had to board the ship in two days lived in this inn.

Su Peng was a little moved when he heard this. He wanted to meet his companions on the passenger ship in advance, so he went to the inn.

The inn was called Haikeju, and the shopkeeper was actually a big zombie. Su Peng entered the inn and set up a room on the second floor for five cents of silver. When he had nothing to do, he came to the first floor and ordered some wine and dishes, intending to try the flavored dishes of Binhai City.

Although the game cannot really supplement nutrition, the taste feedback in the game is very realistic. Su Peng saw that there were a few seasonal seafood on the signboard of this inn, and felt that his index finger was moving, so he didn't go offline so early, so he planned to have a meal in this inn first.

The food was cooked in the back hall. Su Peng took the table and sat down, put Wufeng Sword on the table, and looked at the other guests in the lobby.

I saw a table behind me, a man in his thirties, who looked like a down-and-out scholar, occupied a table alone, drinking and drinking at a few side dishes. Seeing Su Peng looking at him, the man nodded slightly, raised his glass to signal, and then took another sip.

Seeing that although the scholar's clothes were a little old, he was handsome and full of face, and had a faint sense of lust. He didn't look like a person who had been down for a long time, he felt a favor and nodded slightly.

The inn serves a lot faster, and Su Peng also brought some seafood. Su Peng ordered a glass of wine and drank it by himself, while observing the people in the inn.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a sharp voice like gold and stone shouting: "Waiter, let's have the most expensive dishes here, a pot of the best wine, don't worry about the silver, bring it to me."

Su Peng looked at Zhijian, a man who seemed to be twenty-seven or eight years old, with red hair and a somewhat arrogant and domineering temperament, walked into the hotel with a long sheathed sword and said.

"Okay." The waiter shouted. The man walked to a table beside Su Peng. He sat down with a big thorn and looked around at the surrounding tigers and wolfs. The drinkers in the store didn't dare to look him in the eyes when they saw this man's behavior. When the man saw it, he couldn't help laughing.

There were only two exceptions and did not retreat from the eyes of the red-haired man. One was Su Peng. Su Peng saw that this person was a martial arts figure and was quite curious. Since he learned from Zixiamen, Su Peng's mentality has also changed slightly. He seemed to have a feeling that he was half a martial arts figure. At this time, he really wanted to contact various characters in the martial arts world.

Another person who had no change was the scholar who drank and ate vegetables. I don’t know if he had done a good job in cultivation. When he saw this red-haired martial arts man, he nodded slightly and made a gesture to toast, but he drank another glass of him.

The red-haired man glanced at Su Peng, and his eyes fell on the Wufeng sword that Su Peng placed on the table. He glanced at the scholar again, laughed and said, "The only two people who are watching this room have some courage."

Su Peng was about to talk, but heard a noise outside the house and then he turned his eyes outside the house. He saw eight or nine young masters with weapons walking into the room.

"Waiter, find us a place and serve us some food and drinks!" As soon as we entered the house, someone shouted.

"This... I'm objective. The shop is not big and there seems to be no place anymore. Look..." The shop happened to return from serving the red-haired man. After hearing the words of this young man from the martial arts world, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

The group of heroes looked at the store. Sure enough, the tables were occupied and there was no empty space.

"Young Master Huo, look..." The young man who spoke before hesitated for a moment and looked at the person behind him.

Su Peng also observed that the eight or nine young heroes were vaguely centered on a young man in blue. This man was about twenty-three or four years old and was quite handsome, but he was a little arrogant between his eyebrows. He was carrying a long sword with a simple shape and a very ingenious texture. There were two heroes around him looking at the man, and the rest were probably following the leader of this man.

The young man in blue shirt looked at the store arrogantly and noticed the three tables of the red-haired man, Su Peng, and the scholar. These three tables were quite large and occupied by one person.

After thinking for a while, the young man in blue shirt made a judgment. He strided heavily to Su Peng's table, gave a bow like a symbol, and said, "My friend, can you please let the table be made and let us have a place? Your table of food is considered to be a treat."

When Su Peng heard this, he couldn't help but feel speechless. Why do I look like I'm easy to bully? Why don't others come to me if I don't look for me?

Su Peng laughed at this section and said, "My friend, why do you think I will give up this table? Who are you?"

When the man heard this, he suddenly showed a very proud expression and said, "He is a formal disciple of Huo Sijie in the downhill mountain."

When Su Peng heard this, he couldn't help but be amused again. He said who you are, but he just made fun of the other party. Unexpectedly, the other party really took the lead and even reported to his family so badly. The disciples of the sect are amazing? Especially the other party's bad looks, it really makes people want to step on it.

"Are the disciples of the sect very powerful? At least hundreds of disciples in Hengshan, who is Huo Sijie? Who is your boss?" Su Peng couldn't help but teased and sat down and asked the person.

After hearing this, the man couldn't help but look at Su Peng. Judging from his past experience, although Su Peng, such an individual visitor in the martial arts world, may not be convinced by verbal words, most of them have to give him some face when he sees his disciples, especially this place is not too far from Hengshan and is within the range of the forces of Hengshan Sect. Su Peng dared to speak in this way and asked his boss again, which surprised him a little.

However, Su Peng's question touched his itch. He answered even more proudly: "Brother Huo Sixian, the ten small swords in the world are ranked sixth. Could it be that my friend knows that he is my brother?"

After hearing this, Su Peng almost squirted out a sip of wine. He teased and asked casually who his boss was. He really revealed a name.

"I haven't heard of it, what is the Ten Little Swords of Jianghu?" Su Peng said this casually.

As soon as this sentence was said, the group of heroes and young men all changed their color and looked at Su Peng like a madman.

"Hahaha... The Ten Little Swords of the Jianghu are not things. A group of clowns who are not good at skill have just jumped out to deceive the world and steal the reputation. It's okay to cheat the rookies of the Jianghu by themselves, but someone actually used the name of Ten Little Swords to cheat everywhere. It's really funny, hahahaha..."

At this time, the red-haired man next to Su Peng couldn't help laughing and said.

"Don't you think you're too angry?" The young master who called himself Huo Sijie couldn't help but look cold when he heard the red-haired man's words, and he said unconsciously touching the hilt of the sword.

The reason why he came to ask Su Peng to give up the table was because he had his own identity. The scholar didn't look like a wise man, but he was afraid that he would not give face if he didn't know the depth. The red-haired man looked not easy to talk to. If he had lost his face, he would not have good luck. Only then did he go to Su Peng, who was most like a 'normal wise man'. He thought that the other party could give face with Hengshan and his brother's name, but unexpectedly, the two of them swept their face without mercy.

But he felt angry and wanted to teach these two people a lesson. But just doing this, he seemed to be making a big deal and had no energy, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

If Su Peng knew what he was thinking, he would definitely laugh and scold him, the so-called bitch is just pretentious.

After hearing this, Su Peng smiled, ignored the young lady and continued to sit and drink.

The young master Huo was about to have another attack, but the waiter saw the smell of gunpowder. As soon as a table of guests finished eating, the waiter quickly smiled and said, "Several guests, there is a place, sit here."

Huo Sijie was hesitating whether to make an effort to expand the situation, but at this moment there was a step. He snorted coldly and sat aside with the heroes and young masters.

In the inn, the calm seemed to be restored. The red-haired man raised his glass to Su Peng, and seemed to think that Su Peng's words, "What are the Ten Little Swords?" are very much for his appetite.

At this moment, there was another bustling moment at the entrance of the store. Su Peng and others looked at it and saw nearly twenty people who looked like rich merchants, surrounded by a monk with white eyebrows and white beards and walked in.

The people walked in without stopping, and walked towards the backyard connected to the inn together.

After the monk passed by, he heard the other passengers in the store seemingly whispering. Su Peng listened intently and heard the famous guest say, "Did you see it? The master who just walked over was the monk from Dakong Temple in Futu Mountain. I heard that he was the senior brother of the holy monk Shi Daoxin."

"The holy monk Shi Daoxin? Is it the Shi Daoxin of the national master of the dynasty? The holy monk Shi Daoxin who has great magical power to run for the people?" Another guest couldn't help but feel respectful.

"Yes, yes...who else is there except him?" The two men immediately began to talk. Su Peng listened to it. It was basically some legendary stories, such as a seven-year drought in a certain place. When Shi Daoxin came there for an hour, it started to rain heavily. Another city lord was invaded by evil spirits and became bloodthirsty. Shi Daoxin went to chant the scriptures for three days, and immediately influenced the city lord, converted to my Buddha, rescued the people in the city, and so on.

After hearing the increasingly unreliable rumors, Su Peng couldn't help but frown gradually. When he heard this, Shi Daoxin, why didn't he look like a serious monk, but a deified charlatan?

"Hao Xia Huo, these people spread rumors about Shi Daoxin, the three saints monks and nuns in the martial arts world, became almost evil, but they didn't know that Shi Daoxin was the descendant of the generation of Futu Mountain. His martial arts have been transformed into a realm. In terms of reputation, the three saints monks and nuns are even more above the ten swords of the rivers and lakes."

A hero said at the table of Mr. Huo.

"But this is true, but the holy monk Shi Daoxin is really running for the people of the world. He is really compassionate and compassionate. His true compassion is a role model for our chivalrous people." After hearing this, Huo Shaoxia nodded and said.

"Hmph, shit, shit!" At this time, the red-haired man cursed, and then said, "We are a great man, we should act as he wants, without any restraint, and act as he pleases. How can we be burdened by shit? I see that Shi Daoxin is just a dog of good reputation, and is extremely hypocritical. I see that all the monks in the world hate laziness. They are all lazy and lazy. They are begging the world, but they show a compassionate face. It is really abominable. If I practice martial arts to the point where I am invincible, I will destroy the monks in the world and let all the monks in the world go back to farm. If I don't follow my wishes, I will kill them one by one!"

"All nonsense!"

After hearing the red-haired man's words, the young man Huo was furious. The young man Huo slapped the table and shouted: "The monks and Taoists have lived in the world for thousands of years. How could you destroy them when you say that? Regardless of other things, the Dakong Temple in Futu Mountain is one of the most famous sects in the martial arts world. It is the leader of the righteous path. After years of accumulation of good deeds, you can actually argue about its merits? Can you measure its martial arts foundation? What is your intention? "

The red-haired man sneered, ignored Huo Sijie and Young Master Huo, but turned to Su Peng and asked: "My friend, who do you think what I said is more correct?"

Su Peng didn't expect that the red-haired man burned the war to him, but since he asked, he might as well say, "There are many eminent monks and great masters in the Buddhist sects..."

After hearing Su Peng's words, Huo Sijie just shouted, "It's reasonable!" But unexpectedly, Su Peng continued, "It's just that great monks and great masters are not that easy to find. It would be fine if they are truly virtuous people in the practice. If they are not good at Buddhism and deceive the world and steal reputation, it's better to go home and farm."

Su Peng remembered modern monks, and scandals were rumored from time to time, but people in practice competed for profits more than people in the world. He should rectify it, which is what he said in his heart.

"Hahaha! It's reasonable!" The red-haired man laughed, clenched his high-five, and then said, "I am Ouyang Qing, Kaifeng. My friend, you are very kind to me. What's your name?"

"I am Su Peng, Jiangning." Su Peng bowed, Ouyang Qing laughed and said, "I will recognize you as a friend and drink!"

When Huo Sijie heard about Ouyang Qing’s name, he couldn’t help but his momentum froze. It seemed that Ouyang Qing was also famous in the world.

At this moment, the scholar who lived alone at the table suddenly sighed and chanted: "The jade hall in the high hall is still insufficient, and the sound of chanting scriptures with golden bowls and silver fish. The high hall is broken before repaying its kindness, and the Buddha's words have not been studied. Poor young children have too little life, and are the most ruthless monks." (Note 1)...

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Note 1: The poem is changed to confession of Juyi's "** Ci".
Chapter completed!