Yan ZK

The world had been in chaos for over three hundred years.
In the Central Plains, singing and dancing never ceased, foreign tribes sharpened their weapons and fed their horses, Sword Immortals roamed the Martial World, and famed generals quelled unrest in all directions.
Five years before the great upheaval, the young Pharmacist Li Guanyi committed murder on a rainy night.
At last, he opened his eyes and saw this chaotic human world.
Underneath the hooves of horses lay piles of bleached bones – famed generals, beauties, the Martial World, Divine Weapons, commoners, Dharma Forms.
Since ancient times, only white bones and yellow sand remained on the fields!
Confucian Scholars, crushed beneath iron hooves; Buddhas, swept away by long spears!
"I, Daoist Li Guanyi, invite this world to its death!"

Peace Order

Murong Longtu shouted to Li Guanyi, "Heard that, boy?"


Li Guanyi waved his hand without really turning back and said,


"Just sit around chatting and shooting the breeze then. That'll do."


They seemed just like an ordinary grandfather and grandson with a pretty good relationship.


The child was quite stubborn. Li Guanyi pointed at his book and said,


"Isn't there something off about this sword move?"


The child, also stubborn, said, "You don't understand the sword."


The young Taoist pondered for a moment, glanced at the old man, then sighed with a touch of melancholy, "Seems I really don't get it."


The kid was taken aback, then sized Li Guanyi up and said, "You don't look like someone very impressive! You must not be traveling to Central State for business, you're probably going to see Sword Madman and Chaos Qilin, right?"


Li Guanyi touched the center of his brow and said, "You're really smart!"


Chapter 81: Jiangnan Sword Sound_4