Chapter 100: City Rankings

What the hell?

What the hell!

What the hell? !

The moment the words appeared in his eyes, Li Yuan was stunned as if he was struck by lightning.

The Black Whale Sea-Splitting Hammer?

Eleventh level!!

Li Yuan felt that the blood in his body suddenly surged to his head, and he trembled uncontrollably. He didn't come back to his senses until the black light column flashed and disappeared.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand. If it weren't for his strong waist strength, he would have almost fallen into the Grand Canal.

Standing by the river, Li Yuan could only hear his heart beating violently for a while.

He didn't know what the Black Whale Sea-Splitting Hammer was, but he knew what the eleventh level meant very well!

Li Yuan suddenly came back to his senses, stamped his feet repeatedly, and wanted to slap himself. He looked at the towering mountains on the other side of the river and almost wanted to rush over.

When Lin Qingfa and others hurriedly caught up, they saw Li Yuan, whose face was flushed and lost, by the river.

Several people were shocked.

Li Yuan's face was very ugly, he really didn't see clearly.

In addition to this, there is a series of them.

‘Is it because the distance is too far, or because the level of the weapon is too low? Or...

Li Yuan's mind was in a mess. When he returned to the carriage, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. That glimpse was blinding.

Eleventh level!

Even as strong as Han Chuijun, the weapon he used, the Wind and Thunder Ruyi Jade Pestle, was only fifth level. He couldn't imagine what kind of weapon the eleventh level was.

If I get this...

The little mouse ran to Li Yuan's shoulder at some point. After hearing a series of cries, Li Yuan calmed down his excitement and tore off a few pieces of skin and threw them to the little thing.

Li Yuan kept thinking about that glimpse in his heart, and he recited the Taoist scriptures to suppress his mood, but the idea of ​​becoming a disciple of the Divine Weapon Valley was stronger than ever.

Li Yuan took a deep breath and suppressed the throbbing in his heart. After a long while, he opened the curtains again and looked into the distance. The towering mountains were still there, but the black light was gone.

…

A horse that runs too fast will die if it is too far away.

At noon, the outline of Zhelongfu City could be seen from a high place, but it was not until the evening that Gaoliu people really saw this prosperous city.

Li Yuan, who was worried, got off the carriage amid the excited shouts of Wang Peiyao and others. He looked up and saw a huge city like a mountain at the end of the official road, which was wide enough for ten carriages to run in parallel.

The Pingjiang Grand Canal was vast and hundreds of meters wide, but it looked like a moat after passing the city gate.

On the huge wooden bridge, there were a lot of cars and pedestrians.

The towering and ancient city walls extended from north to south to a distance that could not be seen clearly.

Before getting on the bridge, Gaoliu people were already shouting excitedly. At this moment, the young masters and young ladies in the inner city of Gaoliu were shouting like bumpkins who had never been to the city.

The passing caravan pedestrians were not surprised and smiled kindly.

Wang Peiyao was so excited that her face turned red, and she was full of admiration:

Li Yuan calmed down and didn't let himself go too far.

Looking at the city like a giant mountain, Li Yuan was also a little amazed. It is said that there are more than two million people living in Zhelongfu, which is nothing compared to the metropolises with tens of millions in the previous life.

But this is an ancient city!

An ancient city that can accommodate two million people, the prosperity and antiquity that comes to your face can really be called spectacular.

Li Yuan still remembers that the largest city in the ancient times in the previous life was also a million-level scale, but that was the capital, and this is just a prefecture city.

Zhelong City is indeed known as the first city in Huizhou, but it is still a prefecture city, not a capital.

The noisy voices made Li Yuan come out of the mood of not being able to see the Black Whale Hammer:

There are many merchants on the wooden bridge, and the carriages and horses are like dragons.

Zhelong City has more than one city gate. The four arched gates can accommodate twenty horses to enter side by side. There is nothing else, just huge.

Yue Yunjin, who had been silent all the way, was also shocked. He looked here and there, and everything was new and curious.

The county town and the prefectural city are also completely different worlds. This gap is much greater than that of the inner and outer cities of Gaoliu.

Liang Ashui rarely spoke, and his focus was different.

From the Grand Canal to the city gate, and then to the dung bucket, he estimated that there were at least thousands of people in Zhelong Prefecture City who were selling night-blooming jasmine.

Liang Ashui was excited and a little nervous. If it didn't work, he might not even be able to afford elixirs in the future...

Li Yuan felt the atmosphere of the prefectural city and compared it silently in his heart.

They were shabby and dressed in rustic clothes. Miss Wang Peiyao was so reserved that she pulled her sleeves and adjusted her hair from time to time.

Li Yuan clenched his right hand and forced himself not to look around:

Li Yuan still couldn't help but looked up.

That was a bald giant with bare arms and unusually strong body. He carried a mace weighing at least 200 kilograms on his shoulders. He walked with the wind, and no one could stop him wherever he passed.

Some passers-by exclaimed in a low voice, recognizing the street-cleaning tiger. Many people who heard it retreated in fear, fearing to have anything to do with him.

Liu Zheng came over and introduced in a low voice.

Zhelong City, the center of a prefecture, gathered countless masters. Because the Divine Weapon Valley was famous for making weapons, not only nearby prefectures, but also warriors from other prefectures thousands of miles away came here to ask for weapons.

The more warriors, the more fighting, and the more rewards offered by the court and the Divine Weapon Valley.

Naturally, a group of people who made a living from this, the ghostwriters, were born.

The ghostwriter list lists all the ninety-nine ghostwriters with high martial arts skills in Zhelong Prefecture. All those who can make the list are masters.

Li Yuan thought of the Bingdao Dousha Hammer, a secret teaching of the Divine Weapon Valley, which was ranked 18th on the ‘Hundred Schools of Martial Arts List.

The warriors and people of the prefecture city have escaped from their hardships and started to pursue higher things, such as entertainment,

fame, and many similar lists.

What are the ‘Bounty List’, ‘Oiran List’, ‘Hidden Dragon List’, ‘Killer List’, etc.

Of course, what Li Yuan is most concerned about is the ‘Divine Weapon List…

Wu Ming murmured.

He finally understood why there was little news after so many people came to the prefecture city.

Walking through the spacious city gate, there is an even wider street.

Seeing this street, Li Yuan was shocked. If he hadn’t seen buildings on both sides, he almost thought it was a square, where horses could really run!

Except Lin Qingfa, everyone was surprised.

Zhelongfu is very expensive. If such a wide street is converted into houses, how much silver would it cost?

Liu Zheng was sharp-eyed and saw the notice posted next to the city gate.

Lin Qingfa stopped several people with a serious expression. In front of the notice, there were many ghostwriters, all of whom had a cold expression and strong blood. Among them was Zou Kui.

Liu Zheng smiled and walked around. Li Yuan and others were also curious and followed. The notice, which was more than one person tall, was actually full.

Liu Zheng exclaimed and pointed to the lower middle of the list.

The reward for Nian Jiu has reached a new high!

Li Yuan was a little tempted. In addition to silver, there are also many elixirs.

When Li Yuan's heart moved, he suddenly felt that his eyes turned black.

The evil monk with a mace on his shoulder strode to the front, lowered his head, and was very ferocious:

The low voice instantly made Liu Zheng's face pale. Lin Qingfa hurried forward and bowed to answer:

Zou Kui glanced at the few people, paused for a while on Li Yuan, and his expression changed:

Li Yuan bowed his hands:

Swish!

Zou Kui's face twitched, and he turned and left without saying a word. The other ghostwriters also changed their expressions and left quickly, as if they were avoiding the plague god.

Li Yuan wanted to get close to him, but he was also stunned when he saw this.

Liu Zheng came over, and he was frightened, so he lowered his voice a lot: