Chapter 56

Beiyang is located in the Liang territory.

To set off for Western Qin, the fastest road is naturally to cross the Zheng territory.

But this road was directly rejected by Dou Changsheng; the longest way is to go south, walk through the capital, go down to Jiangnan, and then cross the river to Western Qin.

This road requires crossing the river repeatedly, crossing that Yangtze River that runs east-west and cuts through Shenzhou.

The Zheng territory is Chen Qingyao's fief, which is Chen Qingyao's base camp; he himself is avoiding the other party's prying eyes, so he must go north, then west into Western Qin.

Beiyang is a place of right and wrong, and Dou Changsheng does not want to stay long.

However, the Wang Fu is located in the city, so he needs to wait until dawn when the city gates open before he can leave the city.

Early morning, the sky brightened.

Dou Changsheng put away the painting of loyalty in his hand.

Dou Changsheng dared not look too much at this "loyalty" character, but he had few taboos about the "monarch" character that followed.

Recently, Dou Changsheng has been observing it.

Dou Changsheng originally thought that the Geng Metal Thirteen Swords behind the painting were just written by Chen Qingyao on purpose after knowing that he had practiced the Infinite Sword Scripture, but when Dou Changsheng practiced the Geng Metal Thirteen Swords, he realized that Chen Qingyao was telling the truth.

This Geng Metal Thirteen Swords is closely related to this "monarch" character.

The Geng Metal Thirteen Swords emphasizes momentum, and this "monarch" is not the monarch of a gentleman, but the monarch of a king.

This is the momentum of an emperor.

Dou Changsheng observes it every day and feels he has benefited a lot.

Just as he rolled up the painting again, put it into the scroll tube, and placed it in his bag, a thought suddenly sprouted in Dou Changsheng's heart.

This painting was copied by Chen Qingyao, who was able to imitate the artistic conception of the Heaven Ranking expert, Old Man Sanshan.

It proves that Chen Qingyao's heart has become wild, which is why he has such a sense of immersion.

Walking out of the Wang Fu quietly, Dou Changsheng walked toward the city gate.

It was not until Dou Changsheng walked out of the city gate that the heart he had been holding finally fell back into his stomach.

If it were in the past, his unlucky luck might have involved him in some disputes, but now that he has a good sister to share a lot of the pressure, it can be considered much more normal.

After leaving the city, Dou Changsheng headed north along the official road.

It must be mentioned that on the trip to Sanyang Mountain, he lost a good horse.

Now he can only rely on his two legs to hurry on his journey; after walking for about half a day, Dou Changsheng looked at the tea shop by the official road ahead; if it were in the wilderness, Dou Changsheng wouldn't even glance at it, as there would definitely be a situation.

However, now on the official road, the number of pedestrians is gradually increasing, which clearly means he is about to reach a city, so it is very normal for such a tea shop to appear; there are always people who intend to rest their feet, drink a cup of cold tea in summer, or drink a hot one in autumn.

Dou Changsheng walked to the tea shop, chose an empty table, sat on the bench, placed the Hero Sword in his hand on the table, took off the bag on his back, placed it on the table as well, and ordered something.

He intended to rest simply, and after reaching the city, he would buy a horse this time, or join a merchant caravan.

Relying purely on walking, not to mention the speed, it was just too much of a waste of time; even if the carriage was bumpy, he could focus on looking at paintings or thinking about martial arts.

Just after sitting down, a martial artist eating something not far away stood up abruptly.

This reckless action caused a chain reaction.

One gaze after another could not help but look toward him.

One of Dou Changsheng's hands was already pressed on the hilt of the Hero Sword.

It wasn't just one person; acting like Dou Changsheng, people traveling outside who dared to stay at roadside stalls were mostly martial artists carrying swords and sabers.

The person who stood up had a slender figure, medium height, and was relatively thin.

His slender fingers were already gripping the center of the scabbard directly, his eyes were bright and piercing, and he walked straight toward Dou Changsheng; after his gaze met Dou Changsheng's, it gradually began to burn, and at the same time he opened his mouth to say: "The 79th on the Human Ranking, the Infinite Sword Monarch - Dou Changsheng!"

"I have long admired your name."

"I am Gao Yang from Beiyang, here to ask for advice!"

Dou Changsheng's eyes showed relief; seeing Gao Yang stand up, he thought he had been involved in some dispute again, but it turned out to be the aftereffects of being on the Human Ranking.

The Human Ranking is a place of fame and fortune; those on the list are famous all over the world, and how many people can resist such temptation?

Every expert on the Human Ranking has encountered challenges.

After all, for a nobody, the fastest way to get on the list is not to do big things and fight for fame, but to step on the experts of the Human Ranking to get ahead.

As long as the challenge is successful, then the next Human Ranking will inevitably replace the other party's position.

Dou Changsheng knew that he had just made the list for the first time and had obtained the 79th place; some people thought he was powerful, but others didn't believe it; after all, there are all kinds of birds in a big forest, and smart people are only a minority.

This is the first challenger, and Dou Changsheng has quite a bit of interest.

Slowly standing up, Dou Changsheng began to look carefully at this Gao Yang.

Daring to challenge the 79th place on the Human Ranking, this Gao Yang naturally has some strength; he has already cultivated Five Qi, is a Primordial True Realm martial artist, and is afraid that he has also condensed one of the Three Flowers; purely in terms of realm, this Gao Yang is about the same as him.

But the age difference is large; this Gao Yang is at least twenty-eight years old, and twenty-nine is also possible.

This made Dou Changsheng unhappy, because this kind of person purely sees that he is young and has a tender face, thinking he is easy to bully and is a stepping stone to get ahead.

Dou Changsheng looked around and could find many people in high spirits; it was clear that they were very, very interested in such a battle.

He could also faintly hear words like "100th on the Human Ranking" and "Gale Sword Gao Yang."

This is also an expert on the Human Ranking, just ranked lower.

Dou Changsheng carried his bag, held the Hero Sword, and walked to an open area nearby.

Gao Yang had already drawn his long sword; this was a thin sword, only about the thickness of a little finger, looking like a thicker steel needle, about five feet long, extremely special and alternative, and could be considered a strange weapon.

Dou Changsheng asked calmly: "Are you ready?"

Gao Yang raised his hand, made a sword flower, then took a step forward, and at the same time opened his mouth to say: "Draw your sword!"

"Let me see the strength of the 79th on the Human Ranking, and what is the gap with the 100th?"

Dou Changsheng pointed his finger, and a sword Qi condensed; the sword Qi whistled, about three feet long, permeating with a faint divine intent, and began to erode the world.

This is a sword involving divine intent.

Gao Yang, who was in high spirits, could not help but feel melancholy, and his eyes showed confusion.

He began to recall his hometown.

The movement in his hand paused involuntarily.

And the sword Qi arrived in an instant, brushing past the fingers of Gao Yang holding the hilt.

The thumb broke, blood sprayed, and it fell to the ground.

Gao Yang felt the pain and woke up completely; this was the fluctuation of divine intent, and he couldn't help but feel remorse.

To be able to comprehend divine intent at such a young age, heaven is truly unfair.

Dou Changsheng said calmly: "The weak draw their swords against the strong."

"This is the price!"

Dou Changsheng's eyes scanned the surroundings and asked again:

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?"