Ning Qi's shop was originally famous because of Zhang Chaozhong.
Think about it, how cool would it be for people to hear that Zhang Chaozhong was one of the four experts to use a sword from this place?
After Zhang Chaozhong's disappearance for many years and news of his death spread, and with Ning Qi only selling a sword every six months, fewer and fewer people came to buy swords.
However, this street had become more and more lively in recent years. The people of Bluestone Town did not know the reason, but it was because of the increase in population that they had benefited greatly, and their business was at least three to five times better than in previous years.
"It has been almost sixty years since the first Divine Mausoleum appeared. I wonder if the news this time is accurate that the second Divine Mausoleum will appear in this tiny Fiery Stream Dynasty's Liyang City?" "I heard that this was calculated by the Yixuan Sect's Grand Elder, who came to the homeworld this time. The prodigies of the various sects are now stationed in Liyang City, and our sect is only a third-rate sect in the Juku State and is not qualified to wait in Liyang City, so we will wait here in Bluestone Town.
It is only three hundred miles from here to Liyang City. "
A group of immortals passed through the main street of Bluestone Town. The one in the lead had the aura of a Heavenly Immortal, and behind him were a dozen Earthly Immortal prodigies.
Their eyes would more or less fall on the surrounding shops, but these mortal shops were not very attractive to them. After a brief glance, they would move their eyes away. This made those shop owners who were eagerly waiting to do business a little disappointed.
"It has been so many years, but the second Divine Mausoleum has not appeared yet."
Ning Qi muttered to himself as he wiped a longsword in a sword shop, withdrawing his gaze from the two Heavenly Immortals.
In the last two years, he had seen many immortals appear in Bluestone Town. Originally, there were perhaps only ten thousand residents, but now there were at least thirty thousand, and the extra twenty thousand were all immortals.
Of course, these immortals had a tacit understanding not to reveal their identities and affect the lives of the mortals in Bluestone Town. Perhaps apart from Ning Qi, the rest of the mortals basically did not know that the immortals they often talked about were now living near them and had become their neighbors.
"If the Divine Mausoleum appears in this realm, would it affect Bluestone Town …"
Ning Qi frowned slightly.
The last time the Tomb of the God of Sin appeared, the whole mountain was shrouded in mist. This time, Ning Qi heard some slightly crucial information from the occasional conversations of these immortals.
The Yixuan Sect had already sent a Grand Luo to the homeworld, and had even calculated that the second Celestial Mausoleum would appear in Liyang City. It would not be a problem if that Grand Luo was right, but if it was slightly off, Bluestone Town, which was three hundred miles away from Liyang City, might be in danger …
"Little Qi …"
Chen Asan walked shakily to the entrance of Ning Qi's shop with the help of a walking stick. Compared to a few decades ago, Chen Asan's body was already very weak. After all, mortals who were almost 90 years old had almost reached their limit.
Ning Qi quickly stepped forward to support him. "Big Brother Chen, be careful."
Chen Asan's eyes were slightly cloudy. He glanced at the street and said, "Little Qi, so many people have come to our Bluestone Town all these years. Little Huan should be back soon, right?"
"Yes, Xiao Huan should be back soon."
Ning Qi nodded.
"But …"
Chen Asan was a little confused. "I feel like I'm going to leave soon. I'm afraid I won't be able to see Xiao Huan for the last time …"
"Big Brother Chen, don't say such inauspicious words. With your body, it won't be a problem for you to live another ten or twenty years if you're careful. Xiao Huan will definitely be back by then. "
Ning Qi comforted him.
"Boss, how much are the swords in your shop?"
A figure walked into the shop.
"Little Qi, I won't disturb your business anymore. Take good care of the customers."
Chen Asan saw that and walked back to the silk shop on the opposite side, trembling.
"I sell swords here once every six months. The time is not up yet, so these swords are not for sale."
Ning Qi looked at the person and smiled.
The Earth Immortal aura on the other party was very strong. Chen Asan and the others could not sense it, but Ning Qi could.
"Not for sale? Interesting. Don't you want to earn money? I'll give you ten thousand taels. Are you selling? "
The other party was taken aback at first, but then smiled.
"Not for sale."
Ning Qi smiled.
"Not even ten thousand taels?"
The Earth Immortal seemed to be a little surprised. He looked at Ning Qi suspiciously for a while and made sure that Ning Qi was not an immortal. He then asked curiously, "Old man, ten thousand taels of silver is enough for you to spend until you die of old age. With this money, you won't have to worry about your livelihood in the future. Why not sell it?"
"Sir, money is good enough. Even if you give me ten thousand taels of silver, I won't be able to use it to seek immortality. I'll still die of old age and sickness. "
Ning Qi smiled.
"That's true. But ten thousand taels of silver can lead a rich life, marry a few beautiful wives and eat all kinds of delicacies. Isn't that good?"
The other party was startled and said.
"Sir, are you living such a life now?"
Ning Qi asked with a smile.
"Uh … no. But you won't understand the life I'm living."
The Earth Immortal smiled and stopped trying to persuade Ning Qi. After all, he had no interest in the swords in the shop. He was just strolling around and asked casually.
"Sir, you're so young. Of course I don't understand."
Ning Qi smiled and continued to clean the long sword.
"Young …"
The Earth Immortal had a strange look on his face. He knew that if he told the old man his age, he would be scared to death.
"May I know your name? My name is Xing Qiu. I'll be staying here for the time being. I'll come and chat with you when I have time. Is that okay?"
Xing Qiu smiled.
"My name is Ning Qi. Everyone here calls me Boss Ning. You can call me Boss Ning too."
Ning Qi smiled.
In the following days, Xing Qiu would come to Ning Qi's shop to chat with him. But he had never talked to Ning Qi about immortals. The topics they talked about were the daily life of Green Stone Town and the stories of the famous people.
More and more immortals came to Bluestone Town, so much so that even the townspeople, who were slow to notice, began to notice that something was amiss. However, they couldn't figure out why, and could only wonder if the Fengshui of Bluestone Town had changed to attract so many people to settle here.
Just like that, another three years passed.
On this day, Chen Asan stood at the door of the shop with his walking stick as usual. He looked at the corner of the street. The helpers he hired wanted him to sit, but Chen Asan refused.
"I can see further if I stand higher. If I sit, I won't be able to see Xiao Huan."
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