Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

The two rented a small boat and took a night tour of Jinhu Lake through the canal.

This Jinhu Lake was originally a place where talented men and beauties from the south of the Yangtze River often met. But since Zhang Zijian of the Zhang family set up a ring here three hundred years ago, it has become a place where practitioners often come and go.

"Are you two going to see the Zijian Club tonight?" the boatman in charge of rocking the boat said with a smile.

"This young master swordsman is indeed amazing. His swordsmanship is superb. Since he set up the arena here three hundred years ago, he has never been defeated. When I was a child, I often followed my grandfather to ferry people."

"Now that I am old, I didn't expect that Master Zijian is still here to compete!" the boatman continued to introduce.

At this moment, the huge Jin Lake was densely packed with small boats, and in the middle of Jin Lake, on a small boat, there was a young man sitting cross-legged.

The man holds a sword in his arms, flashing with cold light!

On the other side was a young man in black.

"The Saint Lord Lu Meng of Jiangbei is said to have cultivated his skills for tens of thousands of years."

"I once led Jiangbei in Jiangbei. If I hadn't been suppressed by the Hall of Female Heroes, I am afraid that my cultivation would be more than the level of a holy king."

"The Lu family and the Zhang family have a feud." Even Hai Ji couldn't help but mutter.

"Why is this?" Luo Chen and Hai Ji felt bored while visiting the lake, so they asked.

"The sword master of this family studied under the sword master Junyoko!"

Junyoko?

"Lu Dongbin, who is known as one of the Eight Immortals?" Luo Chen asked in surprise.

"Yes, that's him." Haiji said.

"And the Lu family claims to be descendants of this Chunyangzi lineage, but they have not learned any of Lu Zu's magical sword skills!"

"The Lu family has always wanted to embrace Zu Lu's immortal inheritance, but how can the Zhang family be willing to do this?"

"So this conflict naturally arises." Hai Ji is the overlord of the Wei region and naturally knows all the grievances and grievances of all parties in the Wei region.

"Speaking of which, this is the second time Lu Meng has challenged this Zijian." Someone nearby whispered.

"Last time, Lu Meng was knocked into the lake after receiving the 108th sword, but it is said that he went back to seclusion for seventy-four years, and now he has improved his cultivation. It's hard to say this time."

"But Master Zhang Zijian has been improving day by day in his cultivation over the past few decades. He is said to be unrivaled in swordsmanship. He has long been regarded as the number one among the younger generation in the south and north of the Yangtze River."

"I don't think Lu Meng can take advantage this time." Many people started talking.

In terms of fame, Zhang Zijian has already surpassed Jiangnan and Jiangbei. It can even be said that he has a chance to surpass the sword master and become the second Chunyangzi!

At this moment, the two people were ready to take action.

"Please!" Lu Meng made a gesture of invitation.

"What's wrong with giving you three moves?" Zhang Zijian, who had been holding the sword, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Zhang Zijian, if you hadn't relied on my Lu Zu's magical swordsmanship, you would have been defeated by just the palm of your hand!" Lu Meng became angry after hearing those words.

"It's just a defeated general, where did all the nonsense come from?" Zhang Zijian snorted coldly.

"For the past seventy-four years, I have practiced day and night without daring to stop for even a moment, just to avenge my previous shame!" Lu Meng took action.

Luo Chen turned his head and looked elsewhere.

"Why aren't you interested?" Hai Ji flashed her eyes.

"This is the inheritor of Lu Zu. His swordsmanship is extraordinary. You can understand a lot just by looking at it." Hai Ji suddenly said in a tone that said she hates iron but cannot become steel.

"What's so interesting about two kids fighting?" Luo Chen turned around and said without looking back.

"You are quite crazy." Hai Ji smiled.

Ever since she was in Gale Land, she had discovered that although this young man was a nice person, he occasionally had a sense of arrogance in his words.

Just like what I said before, if you can't get out, then just cultivate to the Yangshi realm and get out.

Even Hai Ji wouldn't dare to say this.

"Isn't it true that the fight was wonderful without even taking a look?" Hai Ji approached Luo Chen and said.

Moreover, Jin Lake was full of prominent figures from the Jiangnan generation, and even many older generations came to watch.

After all, you might be able to learn one and a half moves!

But Luo Chen's eyes were always on other places in the distance, and he had no intention of looking back.

"Wow!"

The entire lake suddenly trembled.

"It's just twenty-seven swords?"

At this moment, the dense crowd of people on Jin Lake exclaimed.

"With only twenty-seven swords, Lu Meng was defeated."

"It seems that Master Zijian's magical powers have improved again!" Many people praised him.

What followed was a roar of applause.

And Zhang Zijian stood proudly on his head.

But at this moment, a small boat quickly approached Zhang Zijian.

Zhang Ruolei and his group stepped onto Zhang Zijian's boat and said to Zhang Zijian while pointing to somewhere in Jin Lake.

"Is this really happening?" Zhang Zijian frowned.

"Quiet!" Zhang Zijian suddenly spoke.

The sound was not loud, but it was heard by everyone in Jin Lake.

It also instantly silenced the huge Jinhu Lake.

"I just heard that someone knocked a member of my Zhang family into the canal."

"Stand up, apologize, and this matter will be settled." Zhang Zijian suddenly said.

As soon as these words came out, Jinhu, which had been quiet just now, suddenly became boiling again.

Everyone is looking at each other, looking for who is so bold.

Dare to attack the children of the Zhang family on the land of Jiangnan, beside Jin Lake?

"Shall I solve it?" Hai Ji looked at Luo Chen.

Naturally they heard these words.

"Let's go." Luo Chen ordered the boatman.

"You're not coming out, are you?" Suddenly a thunderous voice appeared on Jin Lake.

The boatman himself rowed away, but under their boat, an undercurrent suddenly surged. Not only did the boat not leave, but it shot straight into the center of Jinhu Lake like a sharp arrow!

"Wow!"

Luo Chen's boat stopped one to five hundred meters away from Zhang Zijian's boat in the lake.

At this moment, all eyes in Jin Lake fell on Luo Chen and Hai Ji.

"I don't want to embarrass women."

"Kneel down, kowtow, and apologize!" Zhang Zijian looked at Luo Chen coldly.

These words made Luo Chen's expression suddenly turn cold.

"What if I don't apologize?" Luo Chen glanced at Zhang Zijian.

"Young man, I advise you to apologize." Suddenly, a voice sounded from another place.

It was an old man with white beard and hair, wearing a robe, with a huge copper coin mark on the cuff, and holding a huge gold ingot in his hand.

This image is often seen in the paintings of Fu Xian and Xian Weng.

This is not an ancient tradition, but a real person who embodies this image.

After all, it is like the God of Wealth holding gold and other objects in his hands.

"Shen family, Mr. Shen Wansi?"

At this moment, many people in Jin Lake clasped their fists and bowed to the old man.

The Shen family rarely shows up, but there is no one in Jiangnan or Zhongzhou who doesn't know about the existence of the Shen family.

At this time, when a member of such a behemoth family stood up, it would naturally arouse people's amazement. Even Zhang Zijian clasped his fists and bowed.

"Apologise, save your life, this deal is a good deal." Shen Wansi looked at Luo Chen and said.

Luo Chen glanced at Shen Wansi, and Haiji also glanced at Shen Wansi.

"It seems that you are still being targeted."

On the contrary, it has been a day and a night here in Taiyi Mountain, and it is already drizzling.

Although these drizzles are automatically bounced away by the practitioners' breath when they fall, they still make countless people in the South feel uncomfortable.

On the secular side, except Wang Cheng and Ji Jin, everyone else has left.

But no one on the Beidou Tiangong side or the Shenchao side left.

Wang Cheng was still sitting cross-legged on the big stone, blocking the way.

"Is there any news?" Shen asked Bi Xu with a frown.

"It seems that traces of Luo Wuji were found in Wei. I'm not sure if it's him." Someone from Shenchao heard the news.

"what are you doing?"

"It seems like I was on a night tour of Jin Lake in Weidi with a woman!" As soon as these words came out, Bi Xu and Beidou Tiangong's faces suddenly became angry!