When Qi Xiang heard this, she immediately smiled: "I understand, this is a lie. So, what about the truth?"

"The truth is..."

An Zhi tsk, his expression a little strange: "Ordinary people may not feel it, but people like us who understand the situation understand that the Yun family cannot avoid if they want to stay outside the border."

"Of course, it's a bit exaggerating to say that the Yun family is just a hand."

An Zhi said fairly: "However, the Yun family has a great influence here. There are their troops in all walks of life. It is nothing wrong to say that they are dominating one side."

"One side!"

Qi Xiang thought something and asked again: "Which side?"

"Northwest!"

An Zhi whispered: "In the northwest direction, three hundred miles away, there is a Yuncheng! Yuncheng is like a town, with three or four streets, with a population of nearly 100,000, which is equivalent to an independent small kingdom."

"There is the base camp of the Yun family."

An Zhi curled his lips and said, "The dragon pond and tiger den are unfathomable."

"Have you been?"

Qi Xiang was a little curious.

"Have been there!"

An Zhi admitted directly and sighed: "There is a huge market in the city, including black, white, gray, and all kinds of people, and many people are doing business there."

"It can be said that it is the largest market in the entire Northwest region."

An Zhi turned his head, his expression a little serious: "A very marginal market, there is no market with industrial and commercial management authority, and it is a bit shameful..."

"I understand." Qi Xiang nodded and pointed out: "Black market!"

"almost."

An Zhixiao said: "Anyway, some things that are not on the market can basically be found in that market. For example, tiger bones, bear paws, rhino horns and other things are quite large."

Qi Xiang raised her eyebrows. These things were contraband, and they were indeed black markets.

"By the way. When we settle down, we will also go to Yuncheng." An Zhi suddenly said: "In Yuncheng, there are some ready-made irons. If you want to build weapons, that is the first choice."

"good……"

This is exactly what Qi Xiang wants, so he naturally won't refuse.

"By the way. Forgot to ask, what weapons do you want?"

An Zhixiao said: "There is no problem with the knife, gun, sword, whether it is normal specifications or Qimen weapons. As long as you can tell, I will definitely be able to fight."

Qi Xiang thought about it and decided: "Sword."

"Do you know swordsmanship?"

An Zhi was also a little strange. In his impression, he did not see Qi Xiang performing sword skills, but instead there were traces of sword skills and gun skills in his fist and foot skills.

"Understand!"

Qi Xiang nodded naturally: "My swordsmanship is very powerful..."

"Yeah?"

An Zhi blinked and said, "Then you have a chance, you have to see it."

"Have a chance!"

Qi Xiang smiled slightly and chatted with An Zhi, chatting around the world. After more than an hour of chatting, An Zhi stopped the car and arrived at the destination.

It was a quiet and peaceful mountain, a clear river bypassing the foot of the mountain.

On the side of the mountain is a very quaint house.

The car stopped in front of the door of the house, Qi Xiang opened the car door and walked down to see the surroundings. The environment here was pretty good. Although the trees were sparse, the vegetation was lush and weeds were lush. It was quite pleasing to the eye.

You know, the car drove all the way. The scenery on both sides was very desolate. In contrast, it was lush, full of vitality and very beautiful.

"Go in, go in."

An Zhi opened the house and led Qi Xiang into the door.

Qi Xiang stepped in and looked at the layout inside. She saw that the yard of the house was very spacious, with houses on both sides, all made of thick bricks and stone, and the walls were very strong.

Seeing this castle-like wall, Qi Xiang suspected that even if he used artillery to bombard it, he might not be able to break the stone wall.

After looking at it for a moment, Qi Xiang thought of two adjectives in her mind.

It is as solid as a soup and unbreakable.

Such a building must be very simple in style, without any sign of luxury.

"The humble house is simple, brother Qi, don't mind."

An Zhi was also a little embarrassed to bring the person to the living room: "The main reason is that there are more windy and sandy weather in the northwest, so the house should be built thicker."

"In addition, sometimes I have to go into seclusion and build weapons, which can easily cause some noise. The walls must be thickened to avoid noisy neighbors..."

An Zhi was very calm. Although he lived near his house and had no neighbors, there was still a large village on the other side of the mountain. The people in the village occasionally passed by here.

An Zhi didn't want to do it too abnormally, attracting attention.

Qi Xiang expressed his understanding of this. After all, under the guidance of An Zhi, he also visited the house for a while and naturally noticed that in addition to the bedroom and guest room, there was also a huge warehouse.

Well, it is not so much a warehouse, but rather a workshop.

The space of more than 100 square meters has a dedicated stove, a quenching pool, and various iron-making equipment. Seeing the shiny big hammers, Qi Xiang knew that An Zhi must have used such things a lot.

If you use it too much, the hammer head is as bright as silver and shines.

"Come on, drink."

An Zhi greets the guests and takes not tea but wine.

Very strong wine, burn a knife. In the northwest, the temperature difference between day and night is very large. Sometimes it is hot during the day, but the frost is frozen at night. How can you keep the cold if you don’t drink?

Therefore, in such a place, the wine must be strong, which is the way to entertain guests.

Qi Xiang doesn't care. He can taste tea and drink wine. Anyway, no matter it is tea wine, he can digest and absorb what is useful, and then useless ones will be excreted.

The benefits of practicing qigong are reflected here.

It can purify itself and reduce toxins and impurities in the body, so it can naturally live a healthy and long life.

The wine enters the throat and intestines and is also delicious.

After three cups, An Zhi put the cup down, stood up and smiled and said, "Brother Qi, sit down, I'll get you the picture album."

"What picture album?"

Qi Xiang naturally didn't understand the meaning.

"Of course it's the Jianlu Picture Album."

While speaking, An Zhi left the living room and came back soon, with a very thick book in his hand.

"Look at it."

An Zhi handed over the book, then smiled and said, "Tell me which style you like. No matter which style it is, I promise to cast it for you within one month."

"oh!"

Qi Xiang took the book and flipped it around. On the book, there were brightly colored swords, all kinds of swords.

There are at least a hundred sword styles in the thick booklets.

Each style has a very detailed introduction to analyze the pros and cons of it. Long sword, short sword, big sword, small sword. There are serious three-foot green edges, and there are strange curved swords.

It can be said that this book is a comprehensive record of sword styles, and it should capture the whole world's sword style in one go.

"How about it?"

An Zhixiao asked: "Which one like? Do you want me to recommend it?"

"No, I'll do it myself."

Qi Xiang browsed it very seriously, but she also felt dazzled.

Now, he realized that the sword style in his original impression could have so many tricks. By the way, Chen Biexue, Jun Bufu, what style is the sword they used?

Qi Xiang pondered, and fell into the complexity of the sword-like style.

Swords are the holy qualities of ancient times, the supreme and nobles. All humans and gods are respected. According to the records of the Huangdi Dynasty, the emperor picked up bronze swords from Shoushan and made them with ancient astronomy characters. The kings, princes, princes, literati, heroes, and merchants and common people all took pride in perseverance.

Swords and art have always been on the battlefield since ancient times, dominating the martial arts world, establishing one's country, and practicing benevolence and righteousness. It has been passed down to this day and is still loved by the world and is also the first choice for those who practice martial arts.

Of course, the reason why Qi Xiang decided to ask An Zhi to help make a sword was not because of the historical and humanities of the sword, and he was proficient in swordsmanship. The only real reason was that he used a sword... very handsome.

Being handsome is enough!

Therefore, Qi Xiang quickly eliminated the interference of distracting thoughts and carefully searched for the most handsome sword in his mind.

With a target, the speed of searching will naturally be faster.

Soon, Qi Xiang's eyes lit up slightly, and in the map, he found a sword that suited his aesthetic taste very much. He wanted to speak out, but a sound of breaking through the air came.
To be continued...