Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 61 Moving Mountains
Tiedan doesn't dislike talking, he just doesn't like talking nonsense. But now he has also discovered that as long as a person can talk and knows how to talk, he can really make a lot of money.

You see, the garbage sold to Qizhentang is repaired, spruced up, dressed up, exaggerated, and sold for thirty, forty, or even twelve hundred times the price.

He killed so many people, risked his life, robbed so many goods, but in the end all he got was a sword.

These days, blood and sweat are worthless...

Of course, to be honest, if Qingshuang is really put up for auction, with the skilled operation of the salesperson, it will definitely be more expensive than the transaction price of 3.78 million yuan plus a human head.

But rich people are really rich. They buy some garbage worth millions of dollars and throw it away without blinking an eye.

Qizhen, "People are here, come to the door."

The shopkeeper probably did it on purpose, waiting for the moment when the spiritual fruit that would bring good fortune to his descendants would appear before speaking.

There is no need to introduce them further. Ba Niang and a group of female practitioners have rolled up their sleeves, roared, "I'll add one million! Who dares to compete with me!", and started to fight and grab food.

But then again, how could there be a whole basket of these tangerine peels?
Could it be that this isn't some rare thing at all, a treasure from heaven and earth?
Could it be that it is your Qizhentang that is promoting this thing everywhere and saying how good it is...

Forget it, it’s none of Tiedan’s business to keep the pregnancy safe anyway, so he took this opportunity to withdraw, held the sword and went out of the venue, listened to the shopkeeper’s voice instructions, turned left and right, went out and turned three streets, and actually went into the secret door and secret passage of the market, walked to the basement of the auction venue, and saw the shopkeeper of Qizhentang who was hiding under the partition and looking out.

No wonder I couldn't find this guy anywhere after flying the Wuxiang Sword three times. Now I can cut off his head...

The shopkeeper didn't notice the tip of the sword on his neck. He waved at Tiedan and pointed at a man outside the field wearing a cloak and a golden mask covering his face.

Although his identity was concealed by magic weapons and talismans, one could tell from the ring on his hand, the gold belt, brocade robe, official boots and sword that were inadvertently revealed that he was of noble status. He was probably registered in the Demon Palace and was a distinguished official with a formal position.

"How about it, the Demon Sect killing the Demon Palace is no problem, right?"

Tiedan hugged the sword and looked at the shopkeeper.

"He owes you money, too? Twenty strings of cash?"

The shopkeeper laughed.
"It's not even twenty strings of cash, it's just a grudge over a bowl of rice.

When the show is over, you can get rid of him for me, and we'll be even."

Killing for a bowl of rice?
Although he had killed for half a fruit...

Tiedan remained silent for a while.

The shopkeeper was not in a hurry. He brushed off his robe and sat down on the ground.
"Young man, I know you are not happy, but when we do business, we must keep our word and honor our promise.

The price I give you is fair and honest. How much I can sell it for is up to me.

If you regret it now and want to bargain again, that's fine. I really don't mind giving you more money.

But in the future, I won’t dare do business with someone who is untrustworthy and jealous, right?

It’s up to you to decide how to choose.”

Tiedan said coldly,
"There is no need to say more about what I promised. There is no need to mention future business either.

But you can see that there are many officials searching outside. If I kill someone for you in front of them, what will I say if I get caught?

Don’t forget, this Qingshuang has been hanging in your hall for twenty years.”

"It makes sense."

The shopkeeper touched his chin, rolled his eyes, smiled slightly, took out an iron plate from his arms and threw it to Tiedan.

Tiedan held the sword tightly, on full alert, and watched the iron plate fall in front of him with a snap.

The letter goes to the court as "the left and right supervisors of the court".

"With this badge, you can come and go as you please. I won't charge you any extra money."

The shopkeeper stood up with his hands behind his back and glanced at the auction house outside.

"Also, the pregnancy-protecting fruit is a gift from me to my sister-in-law as a token of my appreciation. That's good enough, isn't it?"

Iron Egg,

"It's none of my business. She's not my wife, and she's not my baby."

Treasurer,

"Hiss... Young man, your methods and taste are really admirable... Why don't you leave? What else do you want?"

Tiedan thought for a moment and said slowly,
"You, Qizhentang, have both financial resources and skills. You can slaughter the trash of the Demon Palace like chickens. Why do you have to play tricks to get me to do something? Could it be that you have suffered a loss at the hands of that person in some unclear way, and you want to find someone who has some skills but is unrelated to you to scout the way for you and find out the truth, right?

It doesn't matter. Since you have agreed to help, I will kill this man. But you should tell me everything about his abilities. If you conceal them and ruin a good sword, you will not gain anything."

Tiedan suddenly said so much, and the shopkeeper Qizhen was stunned. Only then did he look directly at the young man in front of him and nodded slowly.

"Well, maybe you really are a good sword, then I'll tell you about it." So the shopkeeper Qizhen briefly told the story of his personal grudge with that man, beginning with "I have a friend."

In short, the shopkeeper had a friend who was not a big shot in the past. He only had a family skill to make a living, which was tomb robbing.

Tiedan: "Oh...I see..."

Qizhen, "Ahem, we are friends, we are friends."

Well, don't underestimate tomb robbing, as it is actually a well-established art. It is said to have a long history that can be traced back to the time of the Immortals.

Right! Where do you think the Immortal Master learned the way of cultivation for humans? It was just digging...

Tiedan, "Did you dig it? Monsters also have tombs?"

Qizhen, "Of course there is, the demon race has a deep heritage, hey kid do you want to listen? Stop interrupting me!"

Anyway, the founders of the nine schools and three religions all said that the Immortal Venerable’s enlightenment was related to their own family, so what can you do about it?

In short, no matter how the Immortal Venerable obtained the cultivation methods of the human race, he did have a special force of immortal soldiers under his command. They were not the first to break the formation, but were specialized in moving mountains and ridges, reclaiming mountains and filling the sea, and digging holes. They were known as the Mountain Moving Guards, and were the ancestors of today's tomb-robbing and immortal cultivation school.

Of course, of course, the ancestor didn't go there to dig graves. He was a battlefield engineer and played an auxiliary role. He was mainly responsible for tracking down those monsters who were good at traversing mountains and escaping underground. He was also responsible for digging wells and mines, building strongholds and cities, constructing bridges and roads, suppressing demons and building tombs. He really established the Immortal Palace and made countless contributions. It's true that even if he has no credit, he has worked hard!
But who would have thought! When the world is pacified! Those bastards in Sanyuan look down on those who work in the wind and rain, shoveling dust and digging the soil!

They bully these technical soldiers who have no fighting power! They don't even give them land and military titles!

A bunch of traitors spread rumors and slander! They framed them for digging graves and destroying the royal spirit of the capital! They confiscated all the houses of Yishanwei and put them in prison! They were expelled from the army! They were driven out of the capital! They were exiled to the frontier!
It is abominable, hateful, and shameful!

Tiedan, "You have to start from the end of time. That person is really gone."

But Qizhen has already fallen into memories and has entered the state of acting as a businessman and cannot extricate himself...

"Anyway, by the time the family business was passed down to my generation, it had already fallen into decline. I still remember that year when King Kun came to the capital to meet the emperor, he was the youngest and that angered the emperor!
As a result, Kun was exterminated and the whole country suffered from drought! Not a drop of rain fell!
There wasn’t even a grain of rice at home, and I was so hungry that I had no choice but to pick up a shovel and go rob a grave…”

We are still talking about your friend, right?

Qizhen knelt on the ground, clutching the soil tightly, his eyes bloodshot.

"Yes! I was wrong! I remember! I remember everything!

Back then, my father forced me to kowtow in the ancestral hall and swear to my ancestors that I would learn the skills of my family and not rob tombs!
Because we are soldiers! We are not thieves!

Others can wrongly accuse us, but we have to fight for our dignity!
One day, the Immortal Emperor will know our injustice!

One day, the Asgard will still need us, the Mountain Moving Guards!
As long as we can hold on until that time! The Three Palaces will issue an edict! Redress our injustice! Summon us back to the capital!

Give us the man who can move mountains! Let us vent our anger!
I know! I know! I know!
but!

But, but...my mother is starving to death ahhhh——!"

Tiedan: “…”

Qizhen lay on the ground, holding the dirt in her hands, and cried loudly.

“Waaaaaah! Wah-aaaaah!
You son of a bitch! You son of a bitch!

They are all dead! My mother! My father! My sister! My whole family starved to death!

Damn Sanyuan!
Oh my god!
What on earth did we do wrong?

This world, these five mountains, were built by us, bit by bit, with the help of our hands!

You just watch from the sky!

We just watched helplessly! We starved to death!
why!
why!
Why on earth is that? "

……

...In short, Qizhen, or Qizhen's friends, in order to avoid starving to death, went against the teachings of their ancestors and relied on their skills of digging holes to embark on the road of no return to become rich.

The guy outside was the colleague he met in the tomb a few days ago, who was trying to steal food. When he first saw his tricks, he thought he had met a colleague from Yishanwei and was overjoyed.

After checking two sentences, he found out that it was actually his enemy in Ziweiyuan, a eunuch who was out of the palace on business. After a long time, he found out that he had been digging graves in the name of his family and ruining the fate of the vassal king.

The ambition to be a soldier and the reputation of moving mountains and guards were long gone.

At that moment, Qizhen's new and old grudges all came together and he started fighting. Who would have thought that he would be defeated?
Now that I think about it, I starved my whole family to death, disgraced my family name, worked hard for five hundred years, and in the end I was just a clown. What on earth have I done? I just feel an unstoppable sadness, and I burst into tears and couldn't stop.

Tiedan was really annoyed by what he heard, so he kicked the shopkeeper, making him burst into tears and dazed.

"That's enough! You're a real man, crying! You're such a fucking loser!
Take your sword, and let's go kill the enemy who owes you a bowl of rice!"

(End of this chapter)