Bai Song Mountain, Tong City.
Tong City was rich in copper, so it was called Tong City. Tong City's walls were welded with copper and shone with a yellow light under the sun.
Looking down from the mountain peak in the distance, a sparkling yellow city was rather eye-catching in the middle of a mountain range of white pine trees.
The Copper City relied on its indestructible iron walls to take root in the White Pine Mountain Range and stand tall for hundreds of years.
Relying on Tong City as a foundation, the human race was able to expand in Bai Song Mountain and form a large settlement.
The copper weapons and armors made in Tong City were also quite famous. The purple gold copper refined here was of better quality than the refined steel. It was also because of the high quality purple gold copper that Tong City and other big cities established a stable passage.
Bai Song Mountain was naturally a dangerous place. As long as there was profit, the merchants could overcome all dangers and difficulties.
All kinds of caravans gathered in Tong City through water, land and air. They would sell the goods they brought and exchange them for all kinds of high quality purple gold copper products.
Going back and forth, they would make at least ten times the profit. Of course, the risk was also very high. However, how could ordinary merchants get their hands on such a good thing with low risk and high profit.
With more caravans, the business of bodyguards would naturally flourish. Ordinary caravans naturally could not afford to hire mages. At most, they would hire a few warriors.
There were nearly a hundred big and small martial arts schools in Tong City that usually taught martial arts. When the caravans came, they would accept the employment and make a quick profit.
Of course, the more famous the martial arts school, the better the business. Therefore, every year, the big and small martial arts school would hold a martial arts competition in December. Although it was agreed that the competition would stop at the right time, the competition was fierce and a few people would die every year.
Zi Qiange, who was following behind the long caravan, saw the shining walls of Tong City getting closer and closer, and started to get distracted. This time, the caravan went back and forth smoothly. However, it was the end of October, and after a few days of heavy snow, there would not be any more business before the end of the year.
Now, it was time to think about the martial arts competition at the end of the year.
As the boss of Heaven Song Martial Arts School, although Zi Qiange had a few underlings, they could not be seen in public. Every time, she could only fight in person.
At most, she could only fight for two or three rounds, and then she could only go home. Even so, many people said that she relied on her beauty to pass.
Zi Qian Ge was naturally very angry about this, but her level was only average in Tong City. According to the big sects, he was just a Rank 4 Swordsman.
Even a Tier 4 Swordsman was amazing!
Zi Qiange felt that his talent was not bad, and if he worked hard, reaching the fifth rank would not be a dream.
Zi Qian Ge was lost in his thoughts when his personal maid, Zi Yan, rushed over. When she was still eight feet away, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Miss, oh, I mean, Boss, something happened in front!"
Zi Yan was eight feet tall and had a waist circumference of eight feet. She wore purple-copper armor and held a wolf fang club in her hand. She stood there looking majestic. His voice was full of energy, and his hoarse voice shook the heavens.
Zi Qiange wanted nothing more than to stab Zi Yan's big mouth with his sword. Perhaps this was the only way to shut her up. She didn't know what her father was thinking when he had such a fierce servant girl.
"I'm not deaf." Zi Qian Ge held the reins in a calm and unruffled manner as he spoke with an indifferent expression.
"Boss' ears are sharp, he definitely isn't deaf!" Zi Yan's fat face squeezed out a flattering smile as she flattered him.
The surrounding martial artists couldn't help but want to laugh. This master and servant pair could be considered strange.
Zi Qiange swept her eyes over the martial artists, "Is it funny?"
Zi Yan also felt that something was wrong. She glared at him and fiercely said, "What are you laughing at? If you laugh again, I'll beat the shit out of you!"
The martial artists didn't dare laugh anymore. Although this Zi Yan was ugly, she was a female Demonic Beast with extraordinary strength. Although her martial arts weren't that great, no one would be able to withstand a sweep of her club.
Zi Qiange was quite satisfied with Zi Yan's ferocity. She had to be this brave when she walked the pugilistic world. She lightly tapped the stirrups and urged the horse forward. "What happened?"
"It seems like there's a naked man lying on the side of the road." Zi Yan came over. Her voice was so soft that no one could hear her from ten feet away. Her small eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement.
"Naked men? You've never seen one before. Why are you so happy!"
Zi Qiange looked down on Zi Yan's good-for-nothing appearance. What was a man? If she wanted one, she could have hundreds of naked men with a wave of her hand.
Zi Yan was a little ashamed from being scolded. She lowered her head and unwillingly tried to explain, "That man is a little different."
Zi Qiange didn't mind. Zi Yan was just stupid. She would make a fuss about everything she saw. She urged her horse to the front of the caravan and saw a few martial artists from the dojo surrounding the side of the road. They were whispering something.
Zi Qian Ge saw the man through the gap between the few people. He was lying on the ground with his buttocks bare, looking rather pathetic.
However, this man's skin was tight. Although he was lying there, his muscles had obvious lines. His entire body looked indescribably good.
Zi Qiange took a few glances and blushed a little. She had traveled all over the world and seen everything. She found it strange that a naked man would actually be a little shy.
Zi Qiange urged her horse forward a few more steps. This time, she sorted out her emotions and looked him up and down.
Indeed, from the condition of this man's skin and muscles, he should be a martial artist. However, he hadn't experienced any hardships.
"Give him some clothes and bring him back to the dojo," Zi Qiange ordered.
This group of martial artists were all from Tiange Martial Arts Dojo. Naturally, Zi Qiange was the leader.
However, the martial artists were still a little reluctant to take in a stranger with a strange background.
A short martial artist said, "Boss, I don't know what this person is …"
"What do you know? What if he's a prince of some country? What if he's a traveling disciple of a big sect? Maybe he's a hidden expert …"
Zi Qiange said, "Besides, it's a good thing to save a life."
The short martial artist muttered discontentedly, "This person doesn't have any elemental energy reaction. What kind of hidden expert is he …"
Martial artists were very sensitive to elemental energy. Just now, they had all checked and this person didn't have any elemental energy reaction. Although his muscles looked good, without elemental energy, he was useless.
"Cut the crap. That's it." Zi Qiange's heart turned cold when she heard that there was no elemental energy. Her fantasy just now was gone. However, she felt embarrassed after being criticized by her subordinates. Anyway, she was just bringing a person back. It wasn't a big deal.
If he didn't wake up in two days, she would find a place to throw him away.
The world was not good. Demonic beasts were rampant and there were all kinds of gods and ghosts causing trouble. Picking up an unconscious man was not a big deal at all. The caravan didn't even take a second look.
Zi Qiange brought the caravan to pay taxes and entered the city. After sending the caravan to the hotel, she brought her people home.
The Heaven Song Martial Arts School wasn't big. There were only three courtyards. The first courtyard was the entrance of the martial arts school. The courtyard was the training field. The second courtyard was for the disciples of the martial arts school. The four wings on the north, south, east, and west were occupied by 50 people.
Zi Qiange was the curator. Naturally, she had to live alone in the last wing. This place also had four wings. The north wing belonged to her father, Zi Nan. The effeminate name of the Heaven Song Martial Arts School was given by her father.
As a veteran rank five swordsman, Zi Nan had some fame in Tong City. This old man knew how to conduct himself well and was quite popular. In addition, the Heaven Song Martial Arts School didn't have much ambition.
Of course, although Zi Qiange's face was weathered and his skin was tanned, his facial features were not bad. He was also very heroic. Many martial artists liked him.
However, Zi Qiange was arrogant. She didn't like anyone. After a few years, all the men of the right age had found wives. She could only be single.
Zi Nan was naturally very dissatisfied with this. Every time she thought about it, she would grumble. Zi Qiange shouted back unwillingly. In the end, the father and daughter parted on bad terms.
Now, the father and daughter both held their anger and didn't talk when they met. Zi Qiange also gritted her teeth and refused to admit defeat. She was a female swordsman and had to be tough. She couldn't live like a woman like her father.
When Zi Qiange got home, it was already dark. The evening wind in October was already very cold. She quickly returned to her room. The old maid had already boiled a bucket of hot water. She took off her clothes and soaked in the wooden bucket. It was so hot that she shivered all over.
The heat of the hot water soon penetrated her internal organs. Zi Qiange only felt that her bones had softened a little. She didn't get out of the wooden bucket until the water was a little cold.
Zi Qiange tidied up and put on a set of casual clothes. Then, she slowly went to the north room.
She opened the thick cotton curtain and was greeted by a gust of hot air.
The big yellow copper stove was burning red. The whole room was as hot as summer. However, the cold wind was still blowing under her feet.
In this season, everyone in this place had to use copper stoves. Without a stove, they couldn't survive the winter.
Because the room had to be guarded against demonic beasts, there was only a small window that was a foot wide. It was covered by a thick cotton cloth. Only a sparkling Luster Stone illuminated the room brightly.
There were two pots of wine on the copper stove, giving off a strong aroma. There were four dishes on the table. They were all pork trotters, tripe, and other meat dishes. Because they had just been brought out, they were still steaming.
Zi Nan's hair and beard were all white. His back was ramrod straight, and there was a sword at his waist. However, she looked delicate and didn't have the murderous aura of a swordsman.
"Come and sit." Zi Nan waved at Zi Qiange, breaking the six months of silence.
"Father."
Zi Qiange smiled and sat down obediently. Since her father lowered his head and spoke first, she didn't dare to throw a tantrum.
Zi Nan picked up the wine pot and poured a big cup for Zi Qiange. "You're not young anymore. You've been traveling all year round. I'm actually very worried. Fortunately, things have been going smoothly these few years … "
"Father, this is what I should do." Zi Qiange felt a little sour in her heart. However, she was used to this kind of life and didn't feel that it was too hard.
"You've worked hard all these years."
Zi Nan raised her cup. "Let's have a toast."
"Then I'll drink. Father, drink slowly."
Zi Qiange raised her head and drank a cup of wine. This wine was coarse but strong. After drinking it, Zi Qiange's face heated up.
Zi Nan slowly took a sip and shook her head. "Child, you're so careless like a man."
"What's wrong with being a man?"
Zi Qiange didn't think that there was anything wrong with her. In Tong City, martial arts were very popular. If a man was weak, he would be looked down upon. She hung out with a group of men all day and unknowingly became like this.
Zi Nan sighed again. In the end, women still had to live at home. Who would like their wife to be like a man? It was no wonder that no one proposed marriage in the past few years.
"You picked up a man?" Zi Nan didn't want to talk about this and changed the topic to that man.
"Yes, I picked him up not far from the city gate. I thought he was quite pitiful, so I brought him back to have a look. "
Zi Qiange ate and drank as she spoke casually. She didn't care about this matter.
Zi Nan put down her chopsticks and said seriously, "That man was kept in the east room. I just went to take a look. I'm afraid there's something wrong with him."
"What's wrong?" Seeing his father's serious expression, Zi Qiange could only put down her chopsticks.
"Child, you didn't care about anything and just brought him back."
Zi Nan said, "This man's skin is delicate and smooth. One look and you can tell that he hasn't been through any hardships. His hands and feet also don't show any signs of labor or cultivation. Most importantly, he doesn't even have a basic elemental energy reaction. "
Zi Qiange was at a loss. "Then he's an ordinary person. There's nothing wrong with that."
"You, don't you have a brain!"
Zi Nan shook her head angrily. "Why would an ordinary person come here?"
Zi Qiange's eyes lit up. "Father, then he's a sorcerer, right?"
She said to herself, "I've seen sorcerers twice, and both times, they looked like girls. Come to think of it, they really look like one! "
"Bullshit, sorcerers need to use elemental energy to cast spells."
Zi Nan knew a little about sorcerers. She knew that sorcerers also relied on elemental energy to cast spells. Moreover, sorcerers' elemental energy was far stronger than martial artists'.
Even if a sorcerer was unconscious, cultivating elemental energy would leak out. That unconscious man didn't have any elemental energy reaction at all. He wasn't a sorcerer at all.
Zi Qiange said in surprise, "If he's not a martial artist or a sorcerer, then he's an ordinary person. What's there to worry about?"
"How can an ordinary person not have any signs of labor?"
Zi Nan said solemnly, "I think this person's identity isn't simple."
"Father, you're beating around the bush. Just tell me what you want. "Zi Qiange couldn't bear to beat around the bush. This was what she disliked about her father.
It was just the two of them, so they could just say whatever they wanted.
Zi Nan said, "Take him back. Put him back where he came from."
Zi Qiange burped. "It's so late, I'm not going. If you're not tired, you can send him out … I'm going to sleep. "
Zi Qiange felt that her father was strange. It was already so late, yet he still wanted to throw him out. It was so cold that he would freeze to death. That was too careless.
But she wouldn't stop him. After all, he was just a passerby she picked up.
After watching Zi Qiange leave, Zi Nan sighed and drank another two cups. When she was drunk, she called Zi Yan over. "Little Yan 'er, look after that guy tonight. Don't let him cause trouble. "
Zi Yan patted her chest. "Don't worry, Master. If he dares to cause trouble, I'll turn him into a meat patty!"
The next day, Zi Qiange woke up and washed up. Only then did she remember that she had brought back a person yesterday.
No matter what, she had brought him back. At least she could take a look at him.
Zi Qiange entered the east wing. The moment she opened the door, she heard thunderous snoring. She couldn't help but frown. She was too familiar with this sound.
She went in to take a look. Indeed, it was Zi Yan lying on the bed. The man who had been picked up had been pushed to the ground. However, they had put clothes on the man, so he looked much more normal.
Zi Qiange didn't care about Zi Yan. She went over and touched the man's nose. The tip of his nose was cold. Fortunately, his breath was still warm.
She touched the man's chest. This man's heart was beating slowly but strongly.
At this moment, the man suddenly opened his eyes. His bright and deep eyes stunned Zi Qiange. "You're awake?"
The man glanced at Zi Qiange, then lowered his head to look at her hand that was touching his chest. "Does it feel good?"
The man's voice was deep and magnetic. There was an indescribable elegance in his pronunciation. This reminded Zi Qiange of a nobleman she had met before. However, this man was much better than that greasy-haired and powder-faced guy.
"It's quite smooth," Zi Qiange replied instinctively. She even pinched it to confirm the feeling.
The man couldn't help but laugh. "You're quite fun."
Zi Qiange also felt that something was wrong. She laughed dryly. "I was the one who saved you when you fainted on the side of the road."
"Thank you." The man thanked her politely.
Zi Qiange thought for a moment and asked, "What's your name?"
"Gao Zhengyang." When the man said his name, there was an indescribably strange expression on his face. It seemed to be funny, but also seemed to be mocking.
Gao Zhengyang forcibly passed through the space restriction and rushed into the Mixed Elements Realm. The incomparably powerful restriction power was stronger than he had imagined. Therefore, he fainted after barely landing.
As for his clothes, they had long turned to ashes. The Dragon Emperor Armor and Dragon Emperor Halberd were both bound by the powerful nomological power in his sea of consciousness.
Only the Blood God Flag reacted, but it couldn't be activated either.
The most terrifying thing was that because of the powerful restriction power, the Immortal Dragon Emperor's divine body lost its effectiveness.
The strength of a rank thirteen refined divine body lay in the fact that it could directly transform the nomological power of yin and yang into the body. The powerful nomological restriction of the Mixed Elements Realm had even restricted the nomological power of yin and yang.
Therefore, Gao Zhengyang's rank thirteen refined divine body had also lost its power. Now, it only retained the basic bodily functions.
Gao Zhengyang had never been so weak after refining the divine body. This was completely different from sending an avatar to another world.
In this state, if he was killed, the situation would be very difficult to predict.
Gao Zhengyang had left his divine body imprint on the Great Dao of Epochs, which was equivalent to leaving a backup for the Epoch Center. Once the main body was destroyed, the backup could rebuild the main body.
However, separated by the Mixed Elements Realm's restriction, it was hard to say whether the backup could be activated or not.
Although Gao Zhengyang had mentally prepared himself before coming in, he was still a little surprised that the situation was so difficult.
As for who he would encounter, he actually knew in his heart. It was just that he had been constantly adjusting the state of his divine soul and body, and only now could he barely complete it.
Of course, Zi Qiange didn't know about Gao Zhengyang's experience, let alone guess what Gao Zhengyang was thinking.
She just felt that Gao Zhengyang's expression was strange and couldn't help but ask, "Did you lose your memory?"
"No." Gao Zhengyang didn't lose his memory, and he had no interest in lying to a little girl.
Zi Qiange was a little disappointed. She often heard stories about nobles who lost their memory and were saved by beautiful women. Unfortunately, Gao Zhengyang had no intention of cooperating with her at all.
"Then where are you from, and why are you lying on the side of the road naked?" Zi Qiange asked.
"About that, I can't say." Gao Zhengyang was a little regretful. He might as well say that he had lost his memory and save himself the trouble of explaining.
If he said that now, he was afraid that he would offend this woman.
As expected, Zi Qiange raised her eyebrows. "Isn't it not very good to treat your savior like this?"
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