"The most famous sword-making family on the South China Sea Islands is none other than the Longquan Mo Family.

All the swords made by the Mo family have sword energy that can match bullfighting, so they are widely sought after by kendo monks all over the world.

Over the past thousand years, the Mo family has forged countless famous swords. Thirty years ago, the current head of the Mo family even forged a precious sword. The power of this sword even attracted heaven's punishment, and he wanted to destroy the sword.

On the day the sword was born, lightning flashed across the sky, thunder rolled from the sky, the gods and ghosts were driven away with a wave of the sand seal, thunder and lightning shook the heaven and earth, and a thunder snake hundreds of meters long swam.

It can truly be said that the thunder and lightning of the Nine Heavens fell under Qing Ming, and its thunder light shone in the South China Sea. The Mo family used all their strength to save this sword from the vast thunder disaster.

After that, the name of the Mo family was resounding throughout the South China Sea, and its reputation was unparalleled.

But things are unpredictable. Such a sword-making family that developed to its peak was destroyed overnight twenty years ago. Do you know why?"

In an antique tea house, tea drinkers gathered together, and the old gentleman who was telling the story was chatting and laughing, but when he got to the key point, he stopped, sat upright, took a sip of tea, and gave up.

throat.

A shining silver object was thrown on the table in front of the old storyteller. When the old man took a closer look, he saw that it was a piece of fine silver.

"That's why the old gentleman gave me a good sermon. If he preached well, he would be rewarded." A gentle voice came from the corner of the tea house.

The old storyteller's cloudy eyes flashed with uncontrollable joy, and he quickly put away the money, while looking at the high-roller who was so generous.

What a handsome boy, whose son is this?

The old storyteller exclaimed in his heart.

What caught his eye was a tall and tall young man with unusually handsome appearance, clear black and white eyes and bright eyes. He was sitting in a corner of the teahouse with a smile on his lips.

It was Lu Qingshan who left Zhenjiang Prefecture

"Thank you, Master, for the reward." The storyteller quickly continued, "Success is a sword, and failure is a sword."

"The Mo family was prosperous for a while because they forged this sword that triggered heaven's punishment, but prosperity will inevitably lead to decline, and the downfall of the Mo family was precisely because of this sword."

"The name of this sword is Sanchifeng. There is a poem that says, "There is a three-chifeng in the box on the back, and there is a dragon to kill the dragon." This describes the power of this sword. It is said that this sword can drink the blood of dragons. Although the Mo family is silent

I don’t mention it, but this statement is still widely circulated.”

"You must know that the sea has always been the territory of water monsters.

Among the water demon clan, the most powerful ones are the dragons. The legend of killing a dragon with a three-foot sharp edge is so popular. How can the violent and unruly dragon clan tolerate the Mo family?

Overnight, thousands of dragons made waves in the sea, setting off turbulent waves. In the blink of an eye, the thousand-year-old sword-making family was destroyed, and even the island where the Mo family was located sank into the sea."

The storyteller finished the story in one breath and turned his eyes eagerly to Lu Qingshan.

Lu Qingshan did not disappoint him either. With a flick of his wrist, another ingot of silver flew out.

Seeing that the storyteller received two large ingots of silver in the blink of an eye, the guests drinking tea in the teahouse were also a little jealous. Immediately, someone tapped the tea bowl with wooden chopsticks and shouted dissatisfiedly, "Storyteller, do you have anything new? This

You don’t know how many times I’ve told you about Lao Shizi’s sword-making family. It’s the first time this handsome young man has come here. I’ve never heard of it but it still feels new. We old customers are not so easy to fool.”

"It's just, let's do something new, it's so boring." There were a lot of people shouting, and many tea drinkers immediately followed suit.

The storyteller happily put away the money, rolled his eyes, and greeted with a smile on his face, "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, just tell me something new."

He is not stupid either. This kind of good thing about being rewarded by wealthy customers is obviously only an occasional occurrence. He does not have to rely on these old tea customers in the teahouse to feed himself, so naturally he cannot offend them.

After thinking for a while, the storyteller shook the paper fan gently and spoke again: "It is said that in this boundless sea, there is a species of whale immortal. It is huge and sleepy. It floats on the sea surface and sleeps for thousands of years."

Over the course of thousands of years, it could not be moved by wind and rain, and it slowly evolved into an island."

"Changjinghua Island, storyteller, I asked you to tell something new. You are short of food, so you are just fooling us with your nonsense." The tea drinker who had just spoken immediately said with dissatisfaction.

The old storyteller opened his eyes wide, "Why do you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?"

"What kind of innocent long whale is transformed into an island? How big is the size of that long whale? You should tell me. If you say it well, although I am not as generous as this young man, I still appreciate it despite being lectured by my mother-in-law.

It’s okay if you order a small amount of money.” The tea drinker said loudly.

The old storyteller hesitated for a long time, but couldn't give an idea.

The tea drinker caught the storyteller's words and said, "It's really nonsense. It doesn't even look like it was made up. It was exposed immediately."

The storyteller blushed instantly, with veins popping out on his forehead, and argued, "Artistic processing cannot be considered to be a matter of whitewashing the storyteller, can it be considered nonsense?"

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and the teahouse was suddenly filled with happy air.

After a while, the noisy laughter of the tea drinkers calmed down, and the storyteller's expression gradually recovered, and he waved his hand, "That's all, I will tell you something absolutely new this time."

There was another round of laughter in the teahouse.

"Have you heard about what happened in Zhenjiang Prefecture in Qingzhou?" the storyteller said with a solemn expression.

"I heard some news. It seems that there was a big chaos there more than three months ago. The whole government suffered heavy casualties, and the city of Zhenjiang was reduced to ruins," said a well-informed tea drinker.

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The other tea drinkers took a deep breath when they heard this.

"The city was reduced to ruins"

"How is that possible? How many people would have died?"

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One word stirred up a thousand waves.

Lu Qingshan also did not expect that he could hear news from Zhenjiang Prefecture so far away from Zhenjiang Prefecture.

The storyteller was obviously very satisfied with the reaction of the tea drinkers. He shook his paper fan proudly and said, "That's right. More than three months ago, an unprecedented chaos occurred in Zhenjiang Prefecture. Zhenjiang City

Of the more than four million people, only more than one million survived after the great tragedy."

"What's more important is the subsequent impact of this incident." The storyteller paused, took another sip of tea to breathe, shook his head and said, "Daxia has designated the reign name of Chang'an for a full 20,000 years.

But just after the turmoil in Zhenjiang Prefecture, the Great Xia Imperial Master and the Master of Tianji Guan used unnatural techniques to steal a ray of heavenly secrets.

It is said that the hint of heaven predicts that our Daxia will fall into unprecedented chaos, and Zhenjiang Mansion is just the beginning.

And for this reason, Daxia changed its reign name to Tianyuan after the end of the 20,000th year of Chang'an."

At the end of his words, the storyteller patted Xingmu lightly.

"Mr. Tianyuan, are you saying that the new reign name is Tianyuan?" In the surprised eyes of the storyteller, the generous and handsome young man stood up and asked in surprise.

The storyteller was a little confused and nodded, "Yes, sir, three days ago, Daxia already announced to the world that the new reign name will be Tianyuan."

Tianyuan

Lu Qingshan was extremely horrified.

According to the original plot development, the new era name should be Xianwu.

How did it become Tianyuan?
Chapter completed!