Volume 2 Dragon Bird Chapter 2: Bibo City
It's just that the reign title changed from Xianwu to Tianyuan. A small change in name doesn't seem to be a big deal.
But you have to understand that the scope of influence of the change of the year name includes the entire human race.
Given such a wide range of impact, even the slightest change is enough to cause huge waves, not to mention that the change is something as profound as the reign title.
How can this be simply summed up by the butterfly effect?
After getting confirmation, Lu Qingshan sat back on the wooden chair in surprise.
This episode did not interrupt the tea drinkers' leisurely mood, and the tea drinkers did not take seriously the storyteller's words that the world would fall into chaos.
Regardless of whether it is true or not, the daily necessities of life are enough for ordinary people to worry about. Things like chaos in the world seem too far away for them and not of much concern.
The storyteller continued to pour out the story he had stored in his stomach. He spoke until his mouth was dry, but he still insisted on talking. During the process, he would occasionally cast a subtle glance at Lu Qingshan.
He was also looking forward to receiving one or two more rewards from Lu Qingshan.
But the result disappointed him greatly, because the handsome young man had been motionless since he sat down, as if he was thinking about something.
Lu Qingshan's emotions were somewhat complicated, with some surprise, but also some worry.
It is good to be happy. Since history has changed so much, it means that his idea of changing the original plot development is completely feasible.
The so-called big hand in the dark that will correct history back to its original trajectory is simply nonsense and does not exist.
The reason for his worry was that he had only been in this world for half a year, and his own power was still very small. So during the Corpse Rebellion, even after many attempts, he was ultimately unable to prevent the destruction of Zhenjiang City and the revival of Luohou.
The only thing worth mentioning is that the number of survivors in Zhenjiang City is more than 800,000 more than before.
But such a trivial change can cause such a huge deviation in history.
If things continue to develop in this way, unless I do nothing, history will certainly develop into a situation that is completely different from the previous life.
This means that he will lose his most important support.
Yes, in Lu Qingshan’s heart, his greatest golden finger has always been his thorough knowledge of the plot.
After pondering for a long time, Lu Qingshan finally came to his senses, picked up the teacup, and drank the tea in it.
Why bother with all that? Just do it first. Isn’t all you want to do is change the original plot development?
Lu Qingshan, who had figured it out, stopped hesitating and called out to the Western Rat King, who was eating and drinking wantonly at the table, using magic to blind the vision of mortals. Then he stood up and walked out.
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As soon as you leave the teahouse, you will be greeted by a street that is much wider and brighter than that of Zhenjiang City, and the salty smell of the sea floats in the air.
This is Bi Bo City, the capital of Jian'an Prefecture in Jianzhou. It is also the largest coastal port city in the Southern Region and a transit hub connecting the Southern Region with the South China Sea Islands. Its prosperity ranks first among all the capital cities in the entire Southern Region.
"Lu Qingshan, what sword are you looking for?" The King of Western Rat stood on Lu Qingshan's shoulder and asked the question he had been asking repeatedly for the past three months without getting tired of it.
"Didn't you hear what happened in the teahouse just now?" This time, Lu Qingshan did not keep the King of the Western Rat in suspense and said frankly.
"What?" The Western Rat King was stunned. He quickly searched his memory in his little brain and quickly reacted, "You mean, a three-foot sword?!"
"Yeah." Lu Qingshan nodded.
“Didn’t they say that the Mo family was destroyed twenty years ago?” The King of Western Rat was very confused.
"The Mo family was indeed destroyed, but the patriarch of the Mo family survived, and the three-foot sword is in the hands of the patriarch of the Mo family." A strange light flashed in Lu Qingshan's eyes.
This was the purpose of his coming all the way to the South China Sea.
When a sword cultivator chooses his natal sword, he is often more cautious than when he chooses a companion.
After all, your Taoist partner may not be able to accompany you for the rest of your life, but your natal sword can.
With Lu Qingshan's vision, he naturally looked down upon ordinary swords.
But even he was excited by the magic of this three-foot blade, because the three-foot blade was a sword of heavenly quality!
"Do you know where the head of the Mo family is now?!" The Western Rat King was very smart and immediately made the most reasonable guess.
Lu Qingshan shook his head slightly. "He hides his real name and his whereabouts are erratic. How can I know where he is?"
The King of the Rat West's voice became a little shrill, "You don't know where he is? Then how are you going to find the sword? You can't just look for a needle in a haystack, right?!"
Lu Qingshan smiled when he heard this, nodded seriously, and said to the King of Western Rat: "You really guessed it right, I just want to find a needle in a haystack."
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"We're here." Lu Qingshan said softly, looking at the huge port in front of him.
The port of Bibo City, Bibo Port.
Large numbers of huge merchant ships, cargo ships and passenger ships fill the port space, and the flow of people is bustling.
The daily throughput of ships at Bi Bo Port is an astonishing number. Almost every hour, there are several fleets either sailing out of Bi Bo Port or returning to the port.
In the world where there are cultivators, the shipbuilding industry is far more developed than that of ancient China. The largest merchant ships in the port can be as large as one or two thousand feet. Of course, such merchant ships cannot be built simply by mortals, and they must contain more or less cultivation skills.
There are numerous islands scattered across the South China Sea. Except for truly powerful monks or monks with a screw loose, no one would choose to travel by flying.
Because in the South China Sea, each island is far apart, and unlike on land where one can land and replenish spiritual power at any time, the cultivator's spiritual power will fall into the sea once it is exhausted.
Even monks cannot soak in the sea for too long, not to mention that there are often bloodthirsty water monsters in the sea, which makes it extremely dangerous.
So when Lu Qingshan prepared to go out to sea to find the sword, he had to travel by boat.
Lu Qingshan strolled around Bi Bo Port and found a medium-sized fleet that was about to go out to sea from the fleet planning to go to the Poseidon Islands.
It was originally a merchant caravan and did not carry any passengers. However, as the saying goes, money makes the world go round. As long as the price is high enough, it would not be impossible to make these merchant caravans carry a boat full of monkeys, let alone humans.
Lu Qingshan paid the price and agreed on the time with the captain, and then set the itinerary.
The Poseidon Islands are about eight or nine thousand kilometers away from the Bi Bo City. It is the largest archipelago within the 10,000-kilometer sea area outside the Bi Bo City.
