Chapter 18: Simple and rude

"The predecessors have cultivated their abilities to master the gods, and Du Kun is a mere hand, naturally." The middle-aged man of the Hanshan School said respectfully.
They certainly hope that Chang'an City can withstand the pressure brought by the Xuanwu general Du Kun.
No, it should be, Chang'an City had better be able to easily crush Du Kun's Tang army.
To help Chang'an City collect two kinds of livestock and transport things into the mountains, the Hanshan faction has taken the risk to make a big bet.
When the wind leaked, after Du Kun's army arrived, Hanshan's style would suffer.
Regardless of the fact that they are now in the Qing and Suppressing Mountain Tiger Hall, they are dominating the Qinzhou Mansion.
Du Kun came later, and maybe the Hanshan faction was driven out of Qinzhou Mansion, and even faced Du Kun's anger first.
They only hope that Chang'an City will be able to help it for today's sake.
"Old man, I am also loyal to my majesty, and use his majesty to do things."
The old man in black smiled: "It's just that your Majesty is lazy to deal with trivial matters, so I leave it to the old man to deal with, and the old man is always in fear, for fear of losing his trust."
Hui Tianyu and the others looked in awe, and subconsciously glanced at the Daming Palace in the distance.
Suddenly there was an idea in their hearts.
I don't know how to be summoned by the legendary city lord once?
Rather than always dealing with the old blood shadow demon and the old man in black in front of him...
Although this thought was turning in his mind, everyone did not dare to show disrespect to the old man in black.
"Senior can be trusted by your majesty, naturally because senior is loyal and clever."
Hui Tianyu whispered, "I hope I will have the opportunity to listen to the teachings of seniors and do things for Chang'an City."
"The rules your Majesty has set for Chang'an City are that merit is rewarded, and guilt is punished." The old man in black nodded slightly: "You did a good job this time."
After all, he raised his hand casually, with an extra long sword in his hand.
Hui Tianyu was stunned, only to realize that there was only an empty scabbard at his waist, and the long sword in the scabbard had reached the opponent's hand.
The next moment, the old man in black pierced out with a sword.
Very slow.
But Hui Tianyu and others only felt that they were completely unable to move, and all their attention was focused on that point of the sword.
As if the mind and soul were all sucked into it.
The surrounding world loses its light and plunges into darkness.
The voices of people and wind were all gone, and there was silence in my ears.
Only that bit of sword light slowly moved forward, leaving a graceful track.
On this trajectory, there seemed to be flashes of light and shadow.
The hearts of the Hanshan faction moved slightly.
Every light and shadow looked like a person was drawing a sword.
A light and shadow is a sword technique.
Any one of these tricks has surpassed the best tricks that the Hanshan School had accumulated over the years.
Hui Tianyu and the others were fascinated.
They are completely immersed in it, and they have lost the concept of time.
Suddenly, there was light in front of him, and the voice sounded again.
The sword move phantom disappeared.
Hui Tianyu blankly watched the tip of the sword stop in front of his eyes, only a few minutes away from him, the coldness of the blade pierced his hair.
The black-clothed old man took the sword, and then flicked his hand, and the long sword was put back into the scabbard of Hui Tianyu's waist.
The people of the Hanshan School were all agitated and recovered.
Some people are extremely excited, and their joy is beyond words.
Some people forcefully calm down, trying to remember everything they have just seen, lest they forget.
Some people hurriedly thanked the old man in black: "Thank you senior for your advice!"
"This Dark Night Terror Sword is just the beginning."
Zhang Dongyun’s black-clothed old man said indifferently:
Whether you can get more in the future depends on your own performance.

"Evil Emperor" Ming Tonghui has a large collection of cheats, many of which he does not practice himself.
If Zhang Dongyun makes a little improvement, or if he doesn't change it, he can pass it on as a reward.
Although the Hanshan School is a local tyrant at the southern foot of Longling and has an extraordinary heritage of swordsmanship, it is far from Zhang Dongyun's eyes.
It was already much stronger than Hanshan's swordsmanship, calling Hui Tianyu and the others ecstatic.
"Senior has an order, please do not hesitate to show it, juniors and others must do their best."
The one-eyed young man took a deep breath, calmed his excitement, and his voice remained calm.
Zhang Dongyun, dressed as an old man in black, looked at Sergeant Tang who was working in the distance, and said leisurely:
"At the beginning of Chang'an, there should be some popularity."
Everyone in the Hanshan School heard the words, and their hearts moved slightly.
"The same school of the same school, naturally longing for Chang'an City, but unfortunately ordinary people have limited knowledge and miss their homeland and don't know the goodness of Chang'an. Forcibly driving it away, it may take a long time to plan slowly."
Hui Tianyu tentatively said: "Civil unrest is erupting in Longbei County. Officials are pushing against the people, and the people are suffering and displaced.
If they can get a place to settle down, don't worry about Dongtang's intimidation, and can live on their stomachs, they can be satisfied.
Knowing the existence of Chang'an City, I believe that there will be many refugees willing to join, but there are many refugees, good and bad, and it may cause trouble in the early stage..."
The old man in black has no expression on his face: "A chaos in Chang'an City?"
Hui Tianyu hurriedly said: "They naturally can't get over the storm. As long as the seniors don't mind, the juniors and others are willing to contact the refugees and guide them into the mountains and come to Chang'an City."
The black-clothed old man in the incarnation of Zhang Dongyun nodded: "Okay, I'll leave this to you, don't let the old man down."
"The younger generation dare not." Hui Tianyu said: "I will do my best."
He looked at his fellow Hanshan School: "Uncle Zhao..."
The headed middle-aged man saluted the old man in black: "Leave the errand to Tianyu, and other people from the Qinzhou Mansion will assist him. I wonder if the juniors and others can stay in Chang'an and wait for the teachings of the seniors and other assignments?"
"Abide by the rules and do nothing." Zhang Dongyun smiled: "I will leave the work to you now."
Elder Zhao of the Hanshan School said quickly, "Senior please give orders."
"Plant these." Zhang Dongyun pointed to those grain seedlings.
The expressions of everyone in the Hanshan School became weird.
They actually bought a batch of farming tools and shipped them along with the seedlings.
But let them use it themselves...
Not to mention that the Hanshan faction is almost a hegemony in the Qinzhou government. Even the smaller sect gangs and the disciples who formally enter the house will not go to the land to do farm work.
But now that the old man in black had given the order, everyone from the Hanshan faction didn't dare to refuse, so they had to smile and promise.
Fortunately, the other party summoned some people with farming experience from Tang Jun's soldiers.
A group of people honestly went outside the city.
The old man in black, incarnate by Zhang Dongyun, stood on the head of the city.
The plotting of fields in the city is somewhat weird, which is easy to arouse suspicion, revealing the truth about the coverage of Invincible City.
Fortunately, the power of the system can also affect a little distance outside the city. Although it is attenuated a lot, it is enough for now... Zhang Dongyun thought.
He was outside the city, marking a place against the wall.
The powerful force directly emptied all the weeds and trees, and removed the soil and rocks, turning it into a flat field.
"Grain fields, vegetable fields, fruit forests, livestock fences, I'll leave it to you."
Lord Zhang Da gave orders.
Under the wall, the Hanshan faction and a group of Tang Jun descendants all stared with big eyes.
This senior, you are really handsome when you move mountains and make fields.
But you seem to have forgotten to open the ditch. How to water it without water?
In addition, can the newly opened land in the barren mountains and jungles be immediately used for farming?