Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

The woman looked at Lu Zhiqiu carefully. Seeing that the girl was weak and frail, and was carrying the scholar's suitcase, she did not look like a bad person. Then she lowered her guard and said:

"Yes, he's come here three times in the past two weeks, and the first thing he did was ask for three thousand taels. My goodness, how can we, a poor little village like ours, afford such a large sum of money?"

Lu Zhiqiu nodded and asked again:

"Then why don't you report it to the authorities? It's the government's duty to protect the people and crack down on bandits."

The woman sneered, her face tangled with dark wrinkles, revealing a simple contempt:

"Little girl, you read all this in a book, right?"

"Thirty years ago... no, twenty years ago, what you said would have made some sense."

"But now, I don't know if our county magistrate has offended someone, but the treasury is getting poorer and poorer, and we can't even afford a few decent constables. When we went to the county to file a complaint, we saw that the constables there were not as strong as us, so we immediately turned away."

Lu Zhiqiu was silent.

She knew that it was not that the county magistrate had offended anyone, but that the entire Dayan Dynasty was on the decline.

In recent years, eunuchs have interfered in government affairs, the political situation in the court has become corrupt and dark, and the control over the local areas has become increasingly weak. In some places, there is even a trend of independence among the princes.

The money in the national treasury all fell into the hands of the nobles, so there was no money left to pay silver to the local governments.

It was obviously not like this twenty years ago.

Lu Zhiqiu sighed.

She also didn't understand why the good emperor who was once praised by everyone had behaved like a king who had lost his country in recent years, spending all his time beating wooden fish and hunting.

Shaking his head, Lu Zhiqiu temporarily put aside the general situation of the world and asked:

"The government is powerless to deal with these bandits, so what are you going to do? You can't just sit here and wait to die, right?"

The woman reached out and touched the sweat on her forehead, and said with a smile:

"Of course it's because the dog from the Third Sister-in-law's house has returned."

"Old Third Sister-in-law died young, and Gou Wa Zi disappeared the year after her death. We all thought he was taken away by wolves. We searched the mountains for a month or so but couldn't find him. Finally, we erected a tombstone for him next to Old Third Sister-in-law's grave."

"A few days ago, he suddenly came back and said that he had been studying martial arts with a master for many years. He heard that there were bandits harassing his hometown and wanted to go and suppress them. He set out from here half an hour ago."

The woman pointed behind Lu Zhiqiu.

The faint mountains stretch endlessly, and it can be seen that they are very suitable for some mice to set up camp.

Lu Zhiqiu suddenly realized that the reason he couldn't sense the presence of the master was because the person had already left.

After getting the answer in his heart, Lu Zhiqiu did not stay any longer. After saying goodbye to the woman, he turned and went in the direction the woman had just pointed.

Seeing this, the woman was still a little dazed, hesitating whether to call Lu Zhiqiu.

But then I thought, taking this road doesn't necessarily mean I'll end up where the bandits are.

I just told her that there is danger ahead, and I believe this little girl will take the initiative to avoid it.

……

In the woods.

Lu Zhiqiu was dressed in black, with his face covered. He lay sideways on a branch and yawned softly.

She is waiting for someone.

Soon, the golden sunset in the sky shone through the rustling leaves, illuminating the gradually rising dust.

"Damn it! I didn't expect there was a half-step first-class warrior hidden in this village. No wonder all the knights who went to suppress the bandits over the years never came back."

"If I had known earlier, I should have stopped contradicting the old man and practiced more."

A young man in coarse linen clothes was running wildly in the woods, cursing under his breath.

"Don't leave, kid. If I don't keep you here today, how can my Huangfeng Village survive in the underworld?"

Behind the boy was a middle-aged man with a face full of fat, a naked upper body, and a scar running from his left shoulder to his right waist.

This person is what the young man said is half a step to the first rate.

The man shook his hands, and several hidden weapons shot out from his sleeves, flashing with cold light, which made the young man in front of him feel creepy.

He tapped the ground with his toes, used the force to flip over in the air, and narrowly avoided the escape.

But before he could be happy, he heard a loud bang behind him.

There was actually gunpowder hidden in the hidden weapon.

The young man turned around in horror, only to see that the explosion had shattered the mountain wall in front of him, and huge rocks had fallen, blocking the road to the outside world.

It’s over, I’m really in trouble this time.

The young man touched his nose, the inner energy surged in his body, and his eyes were filled with a burning fighting spirit as he looked at the man.

Since there is no way to escape, let's fight here.

He reacted extremely quickly. Almost at the moment he realized that there was no hope of escape, he drew the long sword from behind and slashed at the man.

The man shook his hand, and two small daggers appeared in his hand, and he fought with the boy.

Lu Zhiqiu was standing by and watching with great interest.

The man has outstanding martial arts skills and strange body movements. It seems that he has endless hidden weapons. He is probably from the Tang Sect.

Although the young man was wearing coarse linen clothes, his swordsmanship was very superb. Although he was only in the late second-rate stage, he could accurately capture the flaws of his opponent who was half a step away from being first-rate. If the two did not have such a big gap in cultivation, the man would have been defeated by the young man long ago.

At this moment, Lu Zhiqiu was almost 100% sure that the young man was a disciple of the Sword King Sect.

Only the Sword King Sect has such amazing swordsmanship.

But the gap is the gap.

Under the absolute suppression of cultivation, the young man's sword power is being weakened layer by layer, while the middle-aged man's dagger is becoming more and more fierce and deadly.

Lu Zhiqiu gently picked up a leaf, pinched it between his fingers and shot it out.

Whoosh.

The middle-aged man's right arm was cut off by the leaf at the shoulder.

The man screamed and said angrily:

"Who are you, a villain, to stab someone in the back? What kind of hero are you?"

Lu Zhiqiu shot out another leaf.

The man's left arm was also severed.

The terrible pain finally woke him up.

He fell to his knees with a thud and begged for mercy, but the young man seized the opportunity and slashed his neck with a sword.

"Which senior has come to my aid? I am Song Fei, and I would like to express my gratitude!"

The young man also understood that this senior was able to lurk beside them without being discovered, and easily disabled the bandit leader with two leaves. He must be a first-class master without a doubt.

He immediately bowed respectfully and greeted everyone around him.

Lu Zhiqiu, dressed in a black robe, jumped down from the tree and asked with a smile:

"When you introduced yourself just now, why didn't you admit that you were a disciple of the Sword King Sect?"

The young Song Fei was startled, scratched his head and laughed:

"I messed up the sect trial. I don't dare to declare that I am a disciple of the Sword King Sect."

Qingyun Opens the Way to the King: Chapter 21 Entering the Sword King's Gate

When Lu Zhiqiu and Song Fei walked out of the county government office, it was already late at night.

Although Song Fei was only sixteen years old, he understood the principle of eradicating all evil. He wiped out the entire Huangfeng Village, killing those who deserved to be killed and arresting those whose crimes were not so serious and locking them up in the county government office for reform.

The county magistrate shook his hand and thanked him repeatedly, but he was unable to deal with the young man.

It was Lu Zhiqiu who realized that this young man had probably been accompanied by swords since he was a child and had little experience in interacting with people, so he rescued him.

Walking in the street.

Song Fei suddenly looked at the masked senior beside him and asked doubtfully:

"Speaking of which, why did you know that I was from the Sword King Sect? And why did you happen to appear here and save me?"

Lu Zhiqiu coughed twice and said in a vicissitudes of life voice:

"I'm an old acquaintance of your sect's leader. I came here to meet him, but I happened to see you performing that weird sword technique, so I couldn't help but come to your rescue."

Song Fei nodded. So that's it.

But he was still a little unconvinced, so he stopped in front of Lu Zhiqiu, put his hands on his hips and said:

"Senior, you said my swordsmanship is weird, but I shouldn't be that bad. Even the headmaster praised me as one of the top three swordsmanship talents among this generation of disciples."

Lu Zhiqiu shook his head, said nothing more, and just drew his sword.

"This is how a sword is used."

She thrust the sword forward lightly.

In an instant, the storm surged.

Relying on her memory, she re-performed the sword technique that the young man had seen before, modifying only a few deficiencies. It was now more powerful and faster, like a dragon emerging from the sea, majestic and powerful.

Beside the road, the bright red pomegranate flowers were pulled by the sword force, and in the air they looked like the stitches of the Weaver Girl, embroidering into birds and beasts, green waters and green mountains, which was as beautiful as a picture and breathtaking.

Sheath the sword.

Pomegranate flowers fell one after another, and red rain fell all over the sky.

Lu Zhiqiu stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly:

"Do you understand it?"

Although she had not learned the sword techniques of the Sword King Sect, she was confident that her sword skills were no less than anyone else in the world after obtaining the Sword Sutra of Zhuxie.

It’s easy to point out some small flaws.

Song Fei swallowed his saliva, feeling that the person before him was not a mortal, but a sword immortal above the clouds. He nodded quickly and said:

"understood."

"But, Senior, you've already cut all these flowers. Will the county magistrate scold you tomorrow?"

Lu Zhiqiu's momentum was lost and he could only cough to cover up his embarrassment, no longer having the dignity he had just had.

With a cold snort, he quickly left the place with Song Fei.

……

Under Lu Zhiqiu's intentional or unintentional guidance, she successfully concealed the fact that she didn't know the location of the Sword King Sect, and Song Fei led the way without realizing it.

At this moment, she was looking at the grand underground courtyard in front of her and was also a little amazed.

No wonder no one knows where Jianwang Mountain is.

The Sword King Sect actually hid its entire sect underground.

When Lu Zhiqiu saw Song Fei sneak into a deep forest and then jump into a deep pit covered by dense grass, he was still a little bit unbelieving.

But when she jumped into the deep pit and landed steadily, she no longer had any doubts.

The predecessors of the Sword King Sect hollowed out the entire underground and built such a huge palace inside.

It's not luxurious, but spacious enough.

Especially since the Sword King Sect has the fewest people among the five sects and seven schools, it is more than enough to accommodate these disciples.

only……