Cang Cloud City, because it was located at the edge of the four counties of Jiangnan, north and northwest, and behind it was the rich Central Plains, it often attracted merchants from all over the Jiangchu dynasty to gather here, causing this city with a permanent population of no more than 100,000 to become one of the richest areas in Jiangnan.
After another month of travel, Zhao Zilong was already very close to the destination of this trip. It could be said that as long as they crossed over Cang Cloud City, the toil of the master and servant would come to an end.
At this time, in Cangyun City, Yu Fu led a very ordinary yellow jujube horse, following Zhao Zilong all the way, looking at this and that, especially when he stared at the round buttocks and eggs of the handsome little girl in front of him, he looked as wretched as he could be.
Their carriage had been forcefully bought and sold half a month ago when they passed by a market. Not to mention the luxurious clothes in the carriage, just the white horse that pulled the carriage was worth at least two thousand taels of silver. However, the other party only threw down twenty taels of silver and drove the master and servant out of the carriage. Even with Zhao Zilong's temperament, he was extremely angry. If it wasn't for the old servant beside him holding him back, he might have already rushed up to find someone to reason with.
"Young master, when we go out, it's not like when we're in Huaining City. When we encounter something, we can endure it. Those people are obviously the local playboys. Here, we can't beat them." Afterwards, Yu Fu pulled Zhao Zilong and let out a long sigh.
"Uncle Yu, we've already arrived in Cang Cloud City. Where exactly does Father want you to send me? It's time for you to say something." Hearing Yu Fu's sigh, Zhao Zilong changed the topic.
"Hey, this old servant knew that you would definitely not be able to bear it. Before, I wanted to see how long you would bear it. Alright, since you've asked, this old servant will tell you about it." Yu Fu chuckled at Zhao Zilong, making Zhao Zilong a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and urged Yu Fu to hurry up.
"Regarding this matter, this old servant doesn't know much either. I've only heard bits and pieces about it from Old Master. This time, I'm going to send you to a place called Tranquil Temple to look for a Senior Immortal named Kong Zhun." Yu Fu looked at Zhao Zilong's anxious expression and deliberately kept him in suspense. He didn't continue speaking until he saw Zhao Zilong's face turn red. Then, he continued speaking unhurriedly.
"Think about it, Master is already a Third Grade Great Grandmaster. He has been guarding the Northern Frontier for so many years, and even Barbarian Qiang doesn't dare to cross the line. But this time, Master asked me to bring you to Tranquility Temple, which means that Taoist Priest Kong Zhun's realm is definitely not weaker than Master's. Even, I dare to guess that he might be the legendary Second Grade Immortal?" Yu Fu's words made Zhao Zilong's blood boil. Rank-2, how many Rank-2 masters were there in this world?
Zhao Zilong couldn't help but clench his fists tightly. If he could worship a Rank-2 master as his teacher, he could at least become a Rank-4 master in the future. In the army, he would already be regarded as the top fighting force, and would definitely be of help to Zhao Wu!
The two chatted and laughed all the way on the street, and before they knew it, it was already noon. They found an inn to have a casual meal.
When they came out of the inn, the originally bustling crowd became even more crowded. Yu Fu, who was leading the yellow date horse, couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw his young master being squeezed further and further away from him in the crowd.
Yu Fu followed his young master with difficulty, his eyes darting around the crowd, deeply afraid that some blind Buddha would take advantage of the crowd and attack them. They didn't bring much money with them this time, and they were about to reach their destination. If they were targeted by a thief, they would have no place to cry.
Zhao Zilong followed the crowd forward, and before he had gone far, he heard cheers in front of him. He couldn't help but be curious.
"Floating Cloud Sword Du Shang, ever since I lost to you three years ago due to carelessness, I have been diligently practicing my Mighty Vajra Hammer. Now I want to see whether your swordsmanship has improved or not." A rough-looking man with a messy black beard on his face was carrying a pair of huge copper hammers, and his eyes were fixed on a green-robed swordsman in front of him.
"Humph, Liu Lao Er. Three years ago, you were defeated by me. Three years later, you still won't be a match for me. " Floating Cloud Sword Du Shang's appearance was much better than Liu Lao Er's. He wore a long cyan gown, and there was a sword hanging from his waist. He looked coldly at the big man in front of him, and said with some disdain.
Liu Lao Er heard this and couldn't help but become angry. He waved his right hand, and a huge copper hammer broke through the air towards Floating Cloud Sword Du Shang.
Seeing the menacing copper hammer, Du Shang wasn't anxious. His right hand gently spun, and the sword in his hand directly struck the handle of the hammer.
"Clang!"
The two of them fought back and forth on the street. You hit me with your hammer, and I hit you with my sword. It was very lively. Even the commoners on the street who were watching the show were clapping and cheering from the corner of the wall. There were even some bold men who would occasionally give some pointers to the two of them.
As time passed, Liu Lao Er and Du Shang felt that they were being watched by so many people, and yet they were unable to take down the other party. This made them lose face.
"Liu Lao Er, our strength is similar. If we continue to fight like this, even if we fight for three days and three nights, we probably won't be able to determine the winner. How about this, we both use our most powerful moves and decide the winner in one move!" Du Shang coldly glanced at the surrounding commoners and said to Liu Lao Er in a low voice.
Liu Lao Er was surprised at first, and then he carefully thought about it. He nodded and replied, "Alright, you have to be careful. I have been practicing this move for the past three years, especially to deal with your Floating Cloud Sword!"
As soon as his voice fell, Liu Lao Er fiercely stamped his right foot on the ground, and his body suddenly rushed forward. Suddenly, his entire figure rushed towards Du Shang like a cannonball.
"Come at me!"
Du Shang didn't show any weakness towards Liu Lao Er. His figure flashed, and he directly met Liu Lao Er.
"Vajra Exorcism!"
"Floating Sword Strike!"
Two loud shouts resounded, and the figures of the two people who were originally standing on the long street suddenly retreated.
At this moment, Liu Lao Er's two copper hammers had already fallen from his hands, and traces of blood seeped out from the webbing between his thumb and index finger.
However, the Floating Sword Du Shang didn't seem to have an easy time. A few traces of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, indicating that he should have suffered a serious injury.
"Du Shang, let's end today's battle in a draw. How about it?" Although Liu Lao Er was slightly injured, he was obviously very satisfied with the result of the battle. He couldn't help but grin.
"Fine, Liu Lao Er, I haven't seen you for three years, and your skills have really improved greatly. I, Du Shang, admire you, admire you." Although Du Shang was a little unconvinced, he still spoke indifferently with a cold face.
Seeing this, Liu Lao Er, who had retrieved his weapon, was even more overjoyed. He was already quite satisfied that he was able to fight to a draw with his old rival of many years. After all, three years ago, he wasn't Du Shang's opponent.
Moreover, the two of them had vaguely developed a sense of appreciation for each other over the past few years. A draw was naturally the best outcome.
After the duel between the two Rangers ended, the surrounding onlookers dispersed. For them, ever since the Jiangchu Dynasty conquered the Central Plains and brought peace to the world, street Rangers duels like this were not strange at all.
And the two young Rangers also supported each other and walked into a restaurant after a while.
When the crowd on the street had almost dispersed, Zhao Zilong still stood in the same place without moving. His mind was filled with the scene of the battle between the two just now.
Yu Fu stood quietly by the side and did not go forward to disturb them. Seeing his young master like this, he was also a lot more relieved.
Originally, he was still worried that Zhao Zilong had been living a luxurious life in the Zhao Mansion for more than ten years. Zhao Wu suddenly wanted to send him to the south to learn martial arts, and he might have some resistance in his heart.
However, now Zhao Zilong was obviously attracted by the scene of the Rangers fighting, which showed that he was still very interested in learning martial arts.
Thinking of this, Yu Fu could not help but grin. Young Master, let this old servant see how far you can go in the future.
Outside Cang Yun City, there was a continuous mountain called Qingyun Mountain. Because farmers who went into the mountain to collect firewood occasionally met some legendary immortals, this mountain was gradually known as the Immortal Mountain by some local people in the village.
The mountain was not high, but it was famous if there were immortals.
At this time, on this Immortal Mountain, an old Taoist wearing a green robe was looking at Cang Yun City from afar. His gaze was precisely in the direction of Zhao Zilong.
"Disciples, come and see, your future junior brother will probably come to our Qingyun Temple soon." The old Taoist suddenly turned his head and looked at his few beloved disciples.
"Eldest senior brother, have you thought about what we will eat tonight? Today is the first time junior brother has come to our place, you have to show us all your unique skills. "A young man with messy hair was squatting under a tree, his eyes staring straight at a leaf.
"Second senior sister, how about we make a bet? Let's bet on whether the ants under the leaf can beat that great green insect! " After the young man finished talking to the eldest senior brother, he raised his head and looked at a young girl in light yellow clothes not far behind him.
The girl was too lazy to pay attention to him. She held an iron rod in her hand and kept grinding it on the boulder. At the same time, she kept muttering, "Yesterday the iron rod weighed twelve catties and six or three qian, today I have to grind down another six qian."
Seeing that the second senior sister was ignoring him, the young man who was asking for a snub simply stopped paying attention to the battle of ants under the tree. He straightened his body and in a flash, appeared next to the old Taoist.
At this moment, on Qingyun Mountain, the master and the disciples were all waiting for the arrival of the last junior brother.
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