Sword of Coming

Nothing happened all night.

With Xiaomo standing vigil at night, it was difficult to get anything done.

Just like when Chen Pingan and Xiao Mo visited Qingyuan County together and worked as bodyguards for a few days, the martial arts disciples who took away the bodyguards were still worried about whether they would be robbed by those who cut the corners of the country to drink alcohol. Got the dart. But in fact, at that time, in addition to an Ascension Realm sword cultivator, a Zhijie martial artist, and secretly a Zhixuan Peak Yuan Lingdian who was recognized as a Jade Pu whose killing power was comparable to that of an immortal, not to mention a small country in Qingyuan County, or any other country in the world. If someone walks like this and bumps into you, it's not called a robbery. According to a saying in the summer palace, it's called etiquette but kindness, and sending someone's head thousands of miles away.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes and concentrated his energy, taking his mind into a grain of mustard seed and cleaning up the broken mountains and rivers in his small world.

Pei Qian stood on the edge of the cliff, using the Mountain Shaking Fist to set up stakes. He seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, warming up his fist intention.

When the sky turned white, Chen Pingan suddenly suggested that they go to a high place in the sky to watch the sea and the sunrise. Although Chen Pingan fell into a low position, he was still a true martial artist.

Only Cao Qinglang, who was still just a Dragon Gate monk for the time being, could not "ascend" high enough in Yufeng, so he was grabbed by Xiao Mo's shoulders and taken together to Tongyezhou Tianmu.

The sun first rose over the sea, and instantly reached the sky. It was so bright that it chased the stars and chased away the waning moon. The territory of a continent, from east to west, was like an order, and thousands of mountains were like fire.

After seeing the scenery, when he returned to the top of the mountain, Chen Pingan looked up and found something strange. The air was clear and auspicious. It was about two thousand miles away from the top of the mountain. There was a lot of movement there. On the top of a mountain, colorful clouds condensed like a canopy. , this is a sign that a place's mountains and rivers have given birth to heavenly materials and earthly treasures. It is either an immortal material that is born according to the weather, or it is an exquisite earthly treasure bred by the luck of the mountains and rivers. It must be a magical treasure at the very least, otherwise it cannot be manifested. A kind of enlightenment atmosphere inspired by heaven and earth.

However, this kind of auspicious vision will not last long. After all, compared with the heavenly materials and earthly treasures that have given birth to a little bit of divine light and true spirit, they are not only an opportunity for enlightenment, but such a leak of the secret will be a disaster.

After all, the distance was still too far. With Chen Pingan's current state, he couldn't use his magical power to see mountains and rivers, so he had to let Xiao Mo do it for him.

Xiao Mo glanced at the top of the mountain a few times and said: "There is a dead ancient tree struck by lightning. There is a Ganoderma lucidum growing diagonally, and a small Qiu as long as a ruler is wrapped around the dead tree, helping to gather the spiritual energy and prevent it from dissipating. However, its Taoism is still shallow and cannot be used. To cover up this secret, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be able to be successfully transformed in a few years. However, at the moment, it is more like protecting the Ganoderma lucidum that is about to awaken and give birth to spiritual wisdom. There is a centipede essence on the side, which has already been refined into a human form. Dressed in black, with a youthful face, he probably covets spiritual beings. He is leading a group of mountain monsters and ghosts under his command, and is... sort of setting up a formation, but it doesn't dare to get close to the little Qiu, and is waiting for the opportunity."

"Not far away, about seven or eight hundred miles away, there is a temple of obscenity on the mountain that seems to have never been canonized by the imperial court. The miasma is relatively heavy. It should be that centipede who proclaimed himself the mountain god and took over the mountain as its king."

"There is also a group of armored soldiers stationed at the foot of the mountain, and there are three middle and fifth realm qi practitioners inside."

"On the mountain road leading to the temple, there is a Taoist priest wearing purple robes. He looks like a golden elixir monk."

"Further afield, the group of drivers we met by chance clearly noticed something strange here. The empress of the palace who holds the curtain with a book is rushing to the temple of the mountain god."

Chen Ping'an looked around and said: "If it were Tongyezhou before, the movement here would probably have attracted as many earthly immortals as you can count on your hands."

Nowadays, it is different from the past. Just picking up a golden elixir earthly immortal who was not enough to be seen in the early years can already be regarded as a powerful mountain hero in Tongyezhou.

The new mountain master of Dafu Academy, whose real name is Cheng Longzhou, was once the deputy mountain master of Linlu Academy in Dali Piyun Mountain. The root of his path is a thousand-year-old dragon in Huangting Kingdom.

After taking office, he did something to make all the mountain monsters north of Dafu Academy, within ten years, as long as they are local monks, they must take the initiative to report to the neighboring court, or directly report to the academy, write down their pseudonyms clearly, and practice Taoism. You are not allowed to travel far away without authorization within the boundaries of your land and your long-term residence. This move may seem unkind, but it is actually equivalent to Dafu Academy issuing an amulet to them, which is valid for ten years.

Because during this period, neither the genealogy masters on the mountain nor the Qi practitioners traveling here are allowed to provoke or arrest this group of monster monks. The local monster monks who have been recorded by the Ministry of Rites and Dafu Academy of various countries will not become the targets of indiscriminate killing or "accidental killing" by the monks in exchange for merit. If there is a dispute, no matter how big or small, the gentlemen and sages of the academy will go to fight with the various countries. The Ministry of Criminal Justice will jointly review this matter and pursue it to the end.

I am afraid that this was also the Confucian Temple's intentional arrangement, so that Cheng Longzhou could be qualified to serve as the mountain chief of one of the seventy-two Confucian academies, and he was also in charge of the Dafu Academy located in the middle of Tongyezhou.

Xiao Mo asked tentatively: "Sir, the treasure in the mountain, let alone the little Qiu who used the stupidest method to learn the true meaning of the thunder method, only the Ganoderma lucidum that used the lightning-struck tree as the place to attain enlightenment, does it count?" The so-called gift from heaven on Mount Haoran?”

Chen Ping'an said: "It's already considered half an owner."

Then Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "But according to the general rules on the mountain, it's okay to intervene if you really want to. Before the treasure leaves the birthplace, if outsiders intervene to stop it, it doesn't count as breaking the rules on the mountain. It's considered a share of the people who saw it. This is called If you fight, the one with the best skills will get it, but if you have been taken away from the realm by the monks, and you step in again, it will be a robbery, which is a taboo."

Cao Qinglang said: "There will still be many genealogy monks who travel abroad and get similar opportunities. They carry heavy treasures and are always cautious on the way back to the master's gate. When they finally approach the mountain gate, they still die suddenly and lose both their lives and property. It's not that there is no clue. There is no evidence to investigate, and even those who have clues are mostly deliberately framed by the mountain. In the end, Shanze Yexiu, who is the most suspected, becomes more and more unpopular, and they look down upon each other. I hate it, both of us are obviously monks on the mountain, but they are in the same position, so how can we talk about the same path?"

Chen Ping'an said: "We can rush over and just watch from a distance. A strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. As for what to do next, let's see."

Pei Qian explained during his journey across the land: "Master, this is the border of Daliang Kingdom. There is an old emperor who was separated during his escape in his early years. I heard that he only had two or three retinues with him in the end. The root cause of the disease was found. After returning to the country, he could not be cured for a long time. He was bedridden for many years, so he asked the prince to supervise the country. Then he found a Taoist priest from nowhere. He boasted that he could take immortal bait to make alchemy pills, have a childlike appearance, and was proficient in the art of longevity and health. It is said that He has an extremely long life and has lived through several dynasties. He can remember things five or six hundred years ago clearly and clearly. The Taoist priest also brought a beautiful female disciple with him, claiming that he had a fate with the current emperor and that he wanted to repay the kindness of his previous life. She has a long-cherished wish, so she asked her master to go down the mountain to assist and help the Liang Kingdom to tide over the difficulties, so that she can complete her merits and return to the immortal class."

"The Taoist priest of unknown origin was soon revered by the Emperor of Liang as the true protector of the country. With a piece of edict, he ordered the court and local officials to collect immortal grass from the Five Sacred Mountains and famous mountains and refine the elixir of immortality. Officials can If you get promoted, ordinary people can make a fortune. Last time I passed by here, the whole country was full of mountaineers. Some local officials, in order to make business deals, either made large purchases with other countries or went to a Xianjia ferry to sweep goods. There was really no way out. , so I had to fake the Millennium Ganoderma lucidum and Ten Thousand Years Ginseng. I heard some rumors in the world that the Crown Prince of the Liang Kingdom had a hard time dealing with the powerful Protector of the Country."

"I was passing by the Liang Kingdom at that time, and I was worried that the pair of masters and apprentices who had stolen the high positions in the temple were caused by a pair of wild monster monks who had not had time to escape from Tongyezhou, so I went to the Taoist temple in the capital and the palace, and saw the woman. She is good-looking, and she can be called a beauty, but she doesn't look like a bad person. He just feels sorry for himself all day long. As for the protector of the country who suddenly became famous, I think his realm is not high. He is probably a golden elixir guest from the mountain. It should be the Taoist in purple that Mr. Xiaomo just mentioned."

"Although the whole country went up and down the mountains to search for medicine, which wasted people and money, the Taoist also did some practical things. He collected the corpses from all over the country and founded a charity village. He also opened the large and small Taoist temples to allow people to carry coffins back home. I took a look at that The protector of the country is still not sure about the good or evil of the other person, so in the end I didn’t care about anything and continued traveling south. I planned to stop and watch for a few more days on my way back north, but later I stopped in the clouds. Over there at the Cave Blessed Land, I met Master."

Chen Pingan nodded in approval and said: "It's both thoughtful and careful. It's good."

As a founding disciple, I am a bit of a veteran.

Pei Qian grinned.

Cao Qinglang suddenly said: "Sir, in fact, the senior sister also took the time to write a landscape travelogue. She recorded what she saw and heard in Tongyezhou all the way. The content is detailed, but for some reason, there is not a word in the book about this period of Jianghu experience in Daliang Kingdom. Write."

Pei Qian glared at him.

Isn't she worried that if she did something unsophisticated and inappropriate, if the master found out about it, she would be in trouble?

Chen Ping'an hit the nail on the head, "Did I charge you any money?"

Cao Qinglang smiled and said nothing.

Pei Qian was furious, but her face didn't show anything. She just squinted at him.

Well, when you, Cao Mutou, become a Golden Alchemist, don't blame yourself for being too lighthearted when competing with the same sect.

Seeing Pei Qian's long-lost signature move, Cao Qinglang was indeed a little frightened. But after all, he was not the white-haired member of the Taihui Sword Sect, so Cao Qinglang would not sweat on his forehead.

Chen Ping'an patted the proud student on the shoulder, scolded him with a straight face: "It's not okay to complain to someone's face."

Cao Qinglang nodded, "Remember."

The implication of the gentleman's words is that he is not to be seen face to face.

Xiaomo smiled knowingly.

Pei Qian asked: "Master, do we want to see the Taoist priest in purple?"

Whether the real protector of the country who occupies the important place in the temple of Daliang Kingdom is pretending to be a ghost, his master will know it at the first sight, and he will definitely know it in a few words at most.

Chen Pingan shook his head and smiled: "There's no rush. Let's first see how the Protector of the Country deals with the Fujun Empress. Don't worry, Master will definitely protect the place of cultivation where Xiaoqiu and Lingzhi depend on each other. , try not to let outsiders interfere with the subsequent enlightenment and refining of both parties."

Things are strange in the world. When humans practice cultivation, humans are no longer humans. He is a kind of spirit and monster, but he is close to people.

Pei Qian nodded.

Walking around the world with Master is peace of mind.

The mountains and rivers look a bit amiable and lovely.

During those years when the master was away from his hometown in the world.

Pei Qian has already walked through Aquarius Continent, Beiju Lu Continent, Aai Ai Continent, Zhongtu Shen Continent, Jinjia Continent, Nan Posu Continent, and Tongye Continent.

Among the vast nine continents, only Fuyao Continent and Liuxia Continent have never been visited.

According to the old cook, even the young senior brother who had only been to the mountains and rivers of Wuzhou in her poor family couldn't do as much sightseeing as she did.

She was mostly alone.

Unknowingly, she transformed from the little black charcoal she was back then, to a graceful girl, and then to the young woman she is today.

People are the same despite the mountains and rivers.

Traveling through mountains and rivers, in addition to the markets at the foot of the mountains, I also saw many landscape spirits, monsters and weirdos.

The gorgeous ghost in the water is half-suspended in the water, as if using the water surface as a mirror, dressing up in front of the mirror, with a head of green hair swaying like a water plant.

In the isolated old forest in the mountains, there is a mandrill that is proficient in ancient seal script diagrams. It has been practicing for thousands of years and is proficient in swordsmanship. It swept down from the top of the mountain to the mansion on the mountainside. Its body and sword light were like a white sword, hanging between the green cliffs. .

Seeing that the other party looked unkind, he probably felt that someone had broken into his house and was in a bad mood. Pei Qian was just passing by, so he apologized to the mandrill-shaped old man in white and planned to leave, but the other party refused to let him go and fought several times. The sword blocked the road, and no one was destined to know about this narrow encounter anyway, so Pei Qian rewarded the other party with a set of crazy sword skills. He never thought that even if she conquered both realms, she would still defeat the other party.

The two sides couldn't understand each other, but after losing, the other side was not angry but happy, and his face was full of shock. He looked very sincere and shameless.

It scratched its head and made random gestures with its hands and feet, but still couldn't explain clearly. Finally, it offered the ancient sword in its hands with both hands. It probably wanted the female sword fairy to teach this superior sword technique. As a reward, it could give it away. That sword. But Pei Qian ignored it and left Yufeng.

That set of crazy swordsmanship was something she played for fun when she was a child. She had the nerve to learn it, but Pei Qian had no shame to teach it.

In a temple, the five hundred Arhats in the Arhat Hall were all destroyed in the war.

The temple happened to be raising money to find skilled craftsmen to reshape the statue of Arhat. The so-called golden body was actually covered with gold foil. The pilgrims who became friends could be recorded in the merit book, and their names would be engraved on monuments. Pei Qian took out all the gold and silver on his body, but he used the name of his master.

She also offered a lotus lantern, then selected a piece of red paper and pressed it under the lamp. On it was written an auspicious saying that Pei Qian would like at first sight.

And that day happened to be the fifth day of May that year.

Later, Pei Qian had the courage to admit his sisters to a mountain goddess empress, and met a city god who drank as much as Old Wei. On that moon in the willows, a landowner actually had an intimate relationship with a river woman. It turned out that there was a fisherman sitting by the water, and he felt that Pei Qian was an eyesore. There is a tiger from a small country wearing purple clothes and jade waist, patrolling the mountains and rivers, driving a majestic car, and majestic.

There are all kinds of weird things, and Pei Qian is traveling around the world alone like this. He won't find it boring, but he won't find it very interesting either.

After thinking about it, Pei Qian only had a simple perception.

No, that's it.

Together they rode the wind to the top of the mountain, and then Chen Pingan chose a secluded location not far or near, and asked Xiao Mo to use his magical power to view mountains and rivers, and spread out three landscape paintings at the same time.

There was a Taoist priest in purple with a face like a crown jade, walking slowly on the mountain road, and arrived at the entrance of the Mountain God Temple. He was holding a stone picked up from the roadside, the size of a fist. He walked to the empty temple, squatted at the door, and put the stone in his hand. The stone was casually placed on the threshold.

"I have to say that Pindao's method of overpowering victory..."

The purple-clothed Taoist looked at the ordinary stone that stood like a peak on the backbone of the mountain. He thought about it for a while, typed through the manuscript, and finally came up with a more satisfactory wording, "It's really amazing."

Then the real protector of the country, wearing a golden crown, sat bored on the steps outside the door, as if waiting for the return of the temple owner with the stone.

In the neighboring countries around Daliang, there is no longer any fairy mountain to speak of. As for the Goddess of the Mountain who was lucky enough to escape in the troubled times, if nothing happens, she will soon be promoted to the tiger of the country. , no one is fighting for it, which is really enviable.

"It is said in ancient times that elixirs can become immortal after taking them. This sentence is the most charming. The mountains are majestic, the water is long, the wind is vast, and the clouds are so strong that no one can step on iron shoes, and there is no place to be found in the mist. The clothes are wide and wide, and there are thousands of mountains. If you are a Taoist Obsessed but unaware, thousands of mountains are higher and deeper, and demonic obstacles are everywhere. I just want a rooster to wake up the world from sleep... There is still a closing sentence, how can I rhyme and charm at the same time?"

The purple-clothed Taoist patted his knees and said, "The clouds cover the moon at sunset, and the night is dark with few stars. I am a golden elixir guest. A golden elixir will come to the court, and a little spiritual light will shine through thousands of mountains and rivers. I am not an immortal, who is an immortal?" ?!”

The purple-robed Taoist was very pleased with himself, nodded to himself, put his hands on his hands and smiled, "Wonderful!"

He took out a small wine gourd from his sleeve. It was very small. It could only hold three or four ounces of wine at most. He took a sip. The purple-clothed Taoist raised his head and sighed, "Speaking of Tao does not mean medicine. Cultivating truth does not mean cultivating immortality. Raise your head." There are gods three feet away, but poor people don’t believe that the sun rises into the sky.”

In the end, he remained silent for a long time, raised the small wine bottle in his hand high, and murmured: "Back then, I got off my horse and drank your wine on the mountain, but now I can only see the blue sky but not you."

There was a snap, and the purple-robed Taoist received a slap on the back of his head. His head tilted, and blood suddenly flowed from his orifices. There was another thud, and his whole body collapsed to the ground.

Just gone?

On Chen Ping'an's side, there was a speeding "chariot" just now. It seemed that it had received the order of the Queen Mother, and it temporarily changed its route and headed straight for Chen Ping'an and his party.

Two maids raised the curtain, and an unusually tall woman slowly walked out of the bed. She was one foot or three feet tall. Although she was unusually tall, her skin was whiter than snow, her figure was well-proportioned, and her expression was strong and graceful. real.

This queen of the mansion has willow eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, a cold expression, and is not angry or powerful.

Xiao Mo thought of a description of beauty in a book, with light makeup and thin shirt, and a fairy-like appearance.

I saw her holding the rolled-up book of seals, coming slowly, with a simple crystal jade hanging from her waist, and a red braided rope knot. Only new things were old, but old things were as new as new.

She named the bed behind her, which was used as a ferry for long-distance travel, the Garden of Flowers and Reading Room. In addition to many books, there are many wall vases hanging on the inner wall of the carriage, with a flower in each.

She was still more than ten feet away from Chen Ping'an and his party, so she stopped and asked, "Are the immortal masters following the treasure hunt?"

There is no such thing as "treasure grabbing".

The monks in the mountains always suppressed their dignity with Taoism and looked down upon the princes at the foot of the mountain.

As a Fujun Mountain God, she is considered to be a member of the officialdom. What's more, if she drives out of the border of her country and lands in the territory of Daliang Kingdom, she is equivalent to leaving the jurisdiction of her own mountains and rivers, and her cultivation level will be greatly reduced.

Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said, "I've met Fu Jun, we were just passing by."

If you are not a mountain god who can open a mansion in addition to building temples, you are not qualified to have that kind of pomp when you go out.

Nowadays, the Jinhuang Mountain Divine Mansion in the Daquan Dynasty and the Shuijun Mansion in Songzhen Lake are just like this, similar to the Kaifeng of Jindan Dixian.

As for the upgrade of the Mihe Water Palace to the Biyou Palace, the gold and jade genealogy on the mountain will be even higher. As a water goddess, she no longer needs to pay attention to the landscape taboo of "the mountain god does not go into the water, and the water god does not go up the mountain". She can even go there arrogantly. The five mountains of a country are our guests.

Hearing the other party say that he was just passing by, of course the Mountain Goddess didn't believe it. Who wouldn't be moved by this once-in-a-century opportunity?

In fact, she didn't know how to deal with this group of unfamiliar foreign immortals at the moment. If she could get the "earth treasure" from the hands of the monks and the real protector of the Daliang Kingdom, take it to her own Mountain God Mansion, and then cultivate the tree that had awakened. The Ganoderma lucidum is mutually beneficial, and both parties have great benefits. Then hiring the Xiaoqiu who is about to successfully transform into a guest as a guest guest is of course the best result, but now it seems that it is unsafe.

Chen Ping'an instantly noticed the strange energy at the entrance of the Mountain God Temple. He was a little curious and confused and glanced at Xiao Mo beside him.

The same was true for Pei Qian, but she immediately turned to look at her master.

She glanced at Cao Qinglang at the side with the corner of her eye. What else could this Cao Mumu do? Hehe, a great monk in the Dragon Gate Realm who could form a golden elixir in no time.

"Just now I wanted to use my sword to save someone, but the Taoist priest in purple, intentionally or unintentionally, glanced at me before being attacked."

Xiao Mo immediately explained in his heart: "The person who attacked this person is a demon monk from the Jade Pu Realm. He is undoubtedly from the wild world."

Chen Ping'an smiled, nodded and said: "I borrowed the skin from a 'Golden Pill' monk, and I can hide my identity better. Then I picked up the identity of a real protector of the country for free, completely changed my appearance, and was able to show my face. It's like killing two birds with one stone."

Pei Qian was a little confused, so he gathered his voice and asked: "Master, what about this vision? Why didn't that demon monk take action earlier? And the real protector of the country, let the demon dove occupy the magpie's nest, and plot a What?"

Chen Ping'an explained: "The demon monk made a deliberate cover-up. If he hadn't met that worldly master in the Taoist sect, it wouldn't have been superfluous. Now, all the forces in Tongye Continent, Led by the three academies, overtly and covertly, they are carefully 'searching the mountain' to prevent any fish from slipping through the net, and at least to ensure that no Upper Five Realm monster clan is hiding somewhere. For example, a mountain on a mountain Jianzhou, flying swords fall to the ground like rain. If people on the ground are unable to defeat the flying swords and just dodge around, it will still be very dangerous. So the simplest and most effective way to protect yourself is to find a flying sword to hit the ground. Hide in the pit. Regardless of the fate of the small Qiu and Ganoderma lucidum on the top of the mountain, or whose hands they fall into in the end, when the auspicious atmosphere dissipates, the aura in the mountain will be gone, and even the lower five realms of Qi practitioners will look down upon it. In such a barren land, it is destined that no one will pay attention to this mountain in the future. It can be seen that this Yupu Realm monster still put some thought into it, but it was a pity that it was self-defeating when it met the Taoist priest of the 'Golden Core' realm. If nothing else, the Protector of the Country, who is good at hiding his clumsiness, came for it from the beginning."

Now Chen Ping'an is afraid of the unidentified Taoist priest in purple. He is not interested in drinking. He is similar to Wu Shuangjiang on the night boat. A fortune teller, relying on the evolution of hexagrams and the derivation of the avenue, he has been waiting there for a long time. , and then waited for him to pass by this place before going to the mountains to "mind his own business."

It's just that Chen Ping'an couldn't connect one of the joints. If he really wanted to plot against him, why would he use his eyes to remind Xiao Mo in advance? Even if the other party realizes that Xiao Mo is not easy to mess with, changes his mind, and temporarily prepares to avoid disturbing the river, he can just go down the mountain and retreat, or he can just find a way to scare away the Jade Pu Realm monster monk who is waiting for an opportunity. It's safer than "playing dead" now.

The ripples of energy at the entrance of the mountain temple in the distance were so fleeting that the lady of the palace didn't even notice it at all.

Xiaomo felt a little guilty.

It was my own mistake that I failed to see through the level of the Taoist in purple.

Chen Ping'an smiled and comforted: "Don't blame yourself, there are too many strange people, and we are not short of this one. If there are some accidents, if we can't avoid them, then we will use the troops to cover them up with water and earth."

Xiaomo nodded.

In fact, what comforted people more than words was the look in my son's eyes that went beyond instinct earlier.

When something happened suddenly, it was not shock, complaint, or questioning, but curiosity, trust, and reassurance.

Chen Pingan frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, then quickly smiled and said: "Since the host of Daliang Kingdom is open to welcome guests, there seems to be no reason for us to stay away from the door. Let's go and have a look."

At the entrance of the temple, a stooped old man squinted his eyes and looked at the corpse on the ground. After making sure that there was nothing wrong with it, he smiled and said in a slightly poor Tong Yezhou Yayan: "Good guy, you just spoke so loudly. Big, it almost didn’t scare me to death, but luckily I know how to do the deduction and did a fortune telling at the last minute.”

After walking around the body, the old man nodded frequently and said: "I have a good body, and it's not in vain for me to take risks. In this way, I can finally go to the mountains to live happily without having to stay here." .”

The old man finally made up his mind and kneaded the secret. His body turned into a burst of misty green smoke and penetrated into the seven orifices of the purple-clothed Taoist priest. Suddenly, the old man's figure disappeared. The purple-clothed Taoist straightened his body and stood up in an instant. His movements were stiff and he slowly twisted. Then he raised his hands and shook the sleeves of his Taoist robe. His eyes turned dark, but soon returned to normal. He moistened his throat, followed the example of the Taoist priest and said with a smile: "Idiots are polite." Yes, I will be blessed with infinite blessings."

Then the "purple-clothed Taoist"'s face was distorted, as if he was in great pain, and said to himself: "I am neither a Taoist priest of Bai Yujing nor a disciple of Sandong. According to the legal system of the Methodist sect and the rules of the mountain, it is not appropriate to say this sentence, "Blessings and Immortal Lords" '. Of course, Pindao is the host and you are the guest. The host does as the guest does, as long as you are happy."

A body of skin is like a prison in heaven.

The seven orifices on the face, and the wisps of blue smoke transformed by the demon monk's soul cannot "come out" of the hole at all.

After a while, no more green smoke was seen, and the Taoist priest in purple tsked his tongue and said in wonder: "It's a small surprise. With a mysterious natal object, Yu Pu's realm, it has the killing power of an immortal. The poor Taoist is really... The Taoism is not low, it is quite impressive." It’s low.”

Seeing the group of four people falling in front of him, the Taoist priest in purple looked at Pei Qian and said with a smile: "Those tricks and convenience methods of poor Taoists are not the ultimate method, but if used well and expediently, they can still benefit all living beings."

A Taoist priest who has become a real protector of the country speaks Buddhist language.

The secretive and weird Taoist priest narrowed his eyes and said: "Without any gossip, Pindao's new disciple and the Emperor of Liang do have a past life fate that needs to be reconciled. Of course, Miss Zheng I have already met her."

"Miss Zheng, at a young age, she punched fiercely on the battlefield of Jinjiazhou. Pindao has heard about it for a long time and admired her very much. As for her four consecutive boxing matches with Cao Ci, she became famous all over the world. If you don't want to know, Pindao doesn't care. You can’t even cover your ears with your hands.”

Pei Qian said nothing.

It seemed that he finally found the man in blue. The purple-clothed Taoist looked at it again and again, and then he suddenly said: "This earthly immortal swordsman who has experienced ups and downs in his realm, could it be that thunderous Lord Chen of Luoluo Mountain? He is our Zheng." The girl’s master?”

Chen Pingan neither clasped his fists, nor bowed, nor bowed his head. He just looked as usual and said with a smile: "Senior summoned me, I dare not not come."

He must be an expert from outside the world.

It's just that no matter how Chen Pingan guesses, no matter how wildly he guesses, he can't guess the identity of this person.

The Taoist priest in purple seemed to see through Chen Ping'an's thoughts at a glance, waving his hand and saying: "The real person doesn't show his face, and the real person doesn't show his true face. The real master of the world must be someone you don't recognize when you meet him. He may be the curtain maid next to the queen. It might be some armored soldier at the foot of the mountain in the distance, but Pindao alone is definitely not a real expert. Master Chen has too many high opinions, and Pindao can't bear it."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said nothing, as if he was a junior listening to the teachings of the senior on the top of the mountain.

The purple-clothed Taoist sighed, "As expected of the leader of a sect, with a good temper, and as expected of someone who has seen big events in a foreign land. He is very determined. I have long said that a good life is not as good as a hard life. No matter how good the life is, it cannot last forever." Okay, but you have a hard life, but you can always climb high without stopping. Occasionally, you can tell whether your steps are fast or slow. It is said that people have the ambition to reach the sky and have a perseverance, but without a little luck, they are still unable to master it. So this point Luck, I wonder what kind of unique insights Master Chen Shanzhu, who is a closed disciple of the literary sage lineage, will have?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "For blessings from heaven, you must first open up your wisdom. It is the most inconspicuous, but also the most important."

The purple-clothed Taoist's eyes lit up, he put his hands on his hands and smiled, "Some of these nonsense poems are just like written in one stroke, regardless of the meaning of the words or the wording, but the beauty is also excellent."

After coughing a few times, the purple-clothed Taoist thought about his words and said, "Pindao is a straight-tempered person and never mince words when speaking. I have two nonsense sentences that I hope will not become prophecies. I don't know whether I should say them or not?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Senior has the final say on what to say and what not to say."

On the way here, Chen Pingan took out a hiking pole from something nearby.

The purple-clothed Taoist glanced at the green bamboo stick in Chen Pingan's hand, "If you don't cut it when you should, you will suffer the chaos. If you don't surrender when you should surrender, you will suffer the consequences. For the sake of nine people in the mountain, you will fall short, and if you make one careless move, you will lose everything."

Chen Pingan clenched the hiking pole in his hand, nodded and said, "Teach me."

After Xiao Mo appeared, he kept smiling.

It wasn't until he heard these few words of nonsense that he felt were well-deserved that Xiao Mo slowly put away the smile on his face.

The "tasteless" flying sword that had been stripped out was previously named Xinhuo by his young master.

Xiao Mo begged twice more, asking Chen Pingan to help name the remaining three natal flying swords.

So the one that Xiao Mo loved the most could pull an ancient star to the ground, so it was named "Lotus Root Silk" by the young master, which means that the lotus root is broken and the silk is connected.

The flying sword that can imitate other people's magical powers is named "Authentic".

The last one that can imprison the monk's soul is called "Zui Xiang".

Very good, maybe today I can have a good fight with the great monk at the top of Haoran Mountain.

As for what the other party's name is, whether he is a member of the Taoist sect, where he comes from, and which sect he is an ancestor of, he will just let go of his hands and feet later and start questioning the sword.

Just ask and you will know.

"Don't!"

The purple-clothed Taoist waved his hands vigorously and said seriously: "Pintao is a lazy person who does not seek to make progress. He is not worthy of this senior and Shanzhu Chen joining hands in a sword fight. There is no need to destroy thousands of mountains and rivers."

He was not surprised that the guy in the yellow hat and green shirt had such a high level of murderous intent.

On the contrary, the young swordsman "held the staff like a sword", which surprised him.

I almost mistakenly thought that I was dazzled, but in fact, the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall in front of me did not fall, but broke through?

It seems not.

Fortunately not.

Otherwise, Lord Yin Guan of the Sword Qi Great Wall would inevitably be a bit disappointed with his attainments in swordsmanship.

The purple-robed Taoist priest began to chatter, as if seeing that the situation was not going well, he turned to getting closer to each other.

"We monks, when we go out, want to live a long time and get away with it. Being kind to others is the first priority. If we just kill and kill, we will harm the heaven and earth without saying anything. If we don't spare others, we won't spare ourselves. We will waste a life in vain. The Sunshine Avenue turns into a single-plank bridge, so why bother?”

"The location of Shanzhu Chen's next sect has been decided now. Does the next sect have a name? If there is no name for the time being, Pindao can help."

"To be honest, when it comes to naming, Pindao is still a little knowledgeable, but his skills are much higher than this."

Chen Ping'an was very patient and listened to the rambling chatter of this mountain senior.

Just hold the palm of one hand against the hiking pole and make a fist on the abdomen with the other hand.

The Taoist priest in purple suddenly asked a question that was far off topic, "I wonder what Shanzhu Chen thinks of what the female cultivator in Yuzhi Gang did?"

Chen Pingan said: "The main culprit for the destruction of our sect is a big mistake for our sect, for our hometown Tongyezhou, and for the world of Haoran."

"Then? There won't be no 'then' or 'but', right?"

The Taoist priest in purple asked with a smile: "The proud disciples who have been taught by the old scholar with all his heart and soul, cannot be left without a follow-up, right?"

Chen Pingan was about to speak but hesitated, and finally fell silent.

The purple-robed Taoist shook his head, waved his hand and said, "Go down the mountain."

A pun.

It’s a pity that the previous “lucky thing” happened.

The old scholar accepted such a close disciple?

The boss of the Sword Qi Great Wall, the Sword Immortal, lets this person be the hidden official? Why don't you just leave Chou Miao alone?

Why, is it you, Chen Qing, who has fallen in love with the existence behind this young man?

When did Chen Qingdu and Sword Qi Great Wall need to be so philistine?

The purple-robed Taoist was worried that if he looked at the young man a few more times, he would be unable to resist asking for a sword first.

Sitting back on the steps, the purple-clothed Taoist took out the small wine gourd again, took a sip, and said: "Chen Ping'an, you don't have to think too much. The person I'm waiting for here is not you, but a friend of yours. It's just a friend of yours. You are lucky to make friends, but the other person’s ability to make friends can only be considered average.”

Chen Pingan turned his head and asked, "Are you waiting for Zhang Shanfeng?"

The purple-robed Taoist laughed and said, "He is a smart man after all."

Then? On my side, there is nothing more to do.

Chen Ping'an turned around, put away his hiking stick and put it into something nearby, bowed and saluted, "This junior has met Tianshi Liang."

In the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, all the noble people in Huang and Purple were surnamed Zhao.

Since ancient times, there has been only one exception, and that is the Great Heavenly Master from Longhu Mountain, such as the previous Master Huolong from Padi Peak.

The Taoist priest in purple had no expression on his face and turned a deaf ear.

This old man who has returned to his original nature and has a good look can only sigh. This time he went out to the mountain, from beginning to end, it was extremely boring, and today was no exception.

The old man shook his head, pity Xiu Hu, pity Qi Jingchun, pity that he is in the lineage of literary saints.

The purple-clothed Taoist priest glanced at the ground, lightly stamped his feet, and sighed. He had to hold back his temper and speak to the young man, "Run the sect well, and don't say anything for your lineage of literary saints, let alone talk about it." No matter how great the world is, just think it’s good for yourself.”

Chen Ping'an turned his back to the Great Heavenly Master from Longhu Mountain who he only knew as Liang, nodded, and continued down the mountain.

Xiaomo's face turned pale.

Cao Qinglang and Senior Xizhu shook their heads gently, indicating that it was okay.

In fact, the old man sitting on the steps originally wanted to ask Chen Pingan, what do you think of Tongyezhou?

But the premise is that the other party answers the first question.

Even if a battle is won, the cost to the world will be heavy. It is equivalent to half of the country in four continents. It is in dilapidated and miserable condition.

But Fuyao Continent had its back straight after losing. Even if it was Jinjia Continent, even if there was Wanyan Laojing, an Ascension Realm great monk who betrayed Haoran, it still had a good reputation on the mountain.

There is also Chen Chun'an in Nan Po Suo Continent. In addition, the mountains and rivers of the other continents, especially the coastal front, are actually not bad at fighting.

Only in this Tongye Island, on the mountain and below, the human nature and human nature seem to be extremely unsightly.

In this land of one continent, luckily the mountains and rivers have not completely disappeared, but there is no one left in the house. The mountains, rivers and land are like a wild ghost sitting in the hometown at night, looking even more lonely.

The old man rubbed his chin, looked at the green-shirted figure slowly going down the mountain, then looked at the sky, and remembered something, "Why not retrieve the head of the disciple of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain?"

Chen Pingan answered from his heart: "He is a sword cultivator."

The old master exclaimed and asked with a smile: "What a good foreshadowing, wonderful. Could it be that it is just to deal with similar problems? This method of gaining fame and reputation is really superb. Today's young people are really amazing. Or should the old scholar teach it? good?"

Chen Ping'an turned around and said: "As a junior, I would like to give one final reminder to the seniors, it's almost done."

The old man clicked his tongue and said: "Hey, it turns out that I am still a young man with a bit of a temper. Why, I finally stopped being that hypocrite. Doesn't this count as showing off my flaws? I still have long-term plans and have begun to worry that I will spread the word about you, a scholar. , the city is deep, and when you meet a great heavenly master from Longhu Mountain, you don’t dare to say anything back? So you have to make a temporary remedy and take the opportunity to show off with me? "

Step by step, every sentence is heart-breaking.

Chen Pingan turned around, looked at the old man, and said to Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang: "You should leave Yufeng immediately, the further away the better."

Pei Qian hesitated.

Cao Qinglang said: "Pei Qian, let's go."

Pei Qian remembered the "questioning boxing" session held by her master on the second floor of the Bamboo Tower, and she no longer hesitated.

The old man stood up with a smile, stretched out, and stretched his muscles. Then let's take a closer look at the three natal flying swords of the peak sword cultivator in the Ascension Realm, as well as the swordsmanship of a last-generation hidden official and the strength of the fists of a martial artist in the end?

At worst, if you can't fight, just run away. It's not the first time anyway.

Xiao Mo secretly whispered to the old man in his heart: "Have you agreed beforehand, will you decide whether you will win or lose, or whether you will decide between life and death?"

This time, Xiao Mo didn't even say hello to his young master, so he had no intention of discussing the matter.

It's just that the old man in front of him seems to have been seriously injured and has a weak heart.

As long as a fight really breaks out, Xiaomo will never let his young master get involved.

I must do what I promised to the swordsman preacher and Mr. Literary Saint.

At this moment, a young man in white clothes who had arrived after a long journey bent over and gasped for air. He stood on the roof of the mountain temple and said angrily: "Liang, are you crazy?! This trip to Tongye Island is yours." Okay, you can’t beat that so-and-so, so you take your anger out on my husband?”

The old man turned his head and looked at Cui Dongshan who was hurrying away. It didn't make sense. He had covered up the secret in advance and shouldn't have been blocked by this little bastard.

Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Cui Dongshan was very angry, "That bullshit answer, do you still need to ask? As long as you, an old guy, talk properly, my husband will remain silent?!"

It turns out that in the early years, this extremely senior and long-lived old man neither founded a sect nor recruited disciples. He just lived alone in the mountains for thousands of years until he felt something in his heart. , then he was very restless and started to go down the mountain. In addition to a romantic relationship many years ago, he was invited to serve as the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain. And the child Zhao Tianlai was worried about the young man named Zhang Shanfeng. People would decline the suggestion of Master Huolong because "hereditary and non-replacing" the title of Celestial Master with a foreign surname would be counterproductive and not conducive to the cultivation of young people. Besides, in that troubled time, Longhu Mountain really needed a person with a foreign surname who was more capable of fighting and could be "used as needed".

No matter what, the cannibals are soft-spoken and the predators are short-handed, so I had to bite the bullet and travel far away to make plans in advance. The result was very bad. He had no achievements at all. He was so embarrassed that he just hid here and did not dare to return to the Middle-earth Divine Continent, especially Longhu Mountain. Of course, he really needed to recover from his injuries, so that In the past hundred years, I have had to accept my fate and it is better to be quiet than to move.

He was once a close friend of an old Celestial Master from Longhu Mountain, and both of them once traveled far and wide with the Li Sheng.

It was just that the two of them went together and fought side by side, but they never thought that only one person would be left behind when they returned.

Those who are in ecstasy can only say goodbye.

It's ridiculous to say that this time I came back to Tongyezhou to lurk, and I failed to assassinate someone, but I couldn't make the other person fall down to one and a half realms. I was also seriously injured, and I completely lost the idea of ​​reaching the fourteenth realm, so I had to stay. Recuperate here in Tongyezhou for a few years and then return to your hometown.

The person who was assassinated by the Great Heavenly Master outside Longhu Mountain was none other than the Wenhai Zhoushu in the wild world!

The old man turned around and asked, "What's the answer?"

Chen Pingan said: "It's human nature."

"Yes."

The old man sighed, and then repeated two words in a deep voice, "Yes!"

The compassion of the Yuzhigang female patriarch who made a big mistake at a certain moment cannot be completely ignored. It’s not that this human nature can make up for mistakes. Of course, it is far from making up for it. It even needs to be used by future generations to constantly warn ourselves and not to repeat the same mistakes when encountering similar situations. But the only problem is that if outsiders, bystanders, ignore that A moment of brilliance in people's hearts may also lead to a catastrophe in the future for any mountaintop monk who hopes to reach the top, or even reach heaven.

Otherwise, the old master really wouldn't "make things difficult" for an old scholar's close disciple.

If it's just not pleasing to the eye, the worst case scenario is just not looking at it.

In the final analysis, I am afraid of the eventuality.

For example, as Zou Zi was worried about, a fifteenth-level sword cultivator appeared in the world? !

What if this person is actually no longer human?

What if, what if, this person doesn't even know it? !

The old master's demeanor changed completely, and he asked seriously again: "Chen Ping'an, that poor Taoist has to rely on his old age again, and he asked even though he knew it, what do you think of this Tongye Island under our feet?"

Chen Ping'an replied without any hesitation: "The phoenix tree is really unwilling to wither, and the leaves still make a sound in the wind."

The old man was stunned for a long time, and finally managed to say something, "I thought about it with Pindao. The content is exactly the same, word for word."

Cui Dongshan sat down on the roof, patted his cheek, and said with an angry smile: "Liang, let me ask you a simpler question, what is the name of this thing?"

Chen Pingan glared and said, "Why are you talking to senior?"

Cui Dongshan immediately jumped off the roof and stood on tiptoe to rub Lao Zhenren's shoulders, "Master Liang, why don't we two take advantage of Zhao Tianlai's absence in Longhu Mountain to do something big, such as helping you remove your 'foreign surname'?" explain?"

The old man was shocked and said, "You little bastard, don't talk nonsense."

The old master waved his hand again and said: "Master Chen, come on, come on, grab brother Cui and have a drink together. I have to make amends with you and calm down my shock."

Chen Ping'an asked Xiao Mo to call Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang back, then walked to the door and sat on the steps with the old man.

Xiaomo and Cui Dongshan sat aside.

The old man shook the wine gourd vigorously and put it in his sleeve. Unfortunately, there was no more wine.

Chen Pingan had no choice but to hand over a bottle of wine.

The old man suppressed his smile and sighed again for some reason, feeling a little sad. He probably thought of those old friends who had become ancient people again. He took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth, looked into the distance, and said softly: "On the road of life, you are surrounded by people. The more hope you give and you don’t want to let them down, the harder it will be for that person.”

Chen Pingan turned sideways, picked up the wine bottle in his hand, and said something that surprised the old man again. He was actually speechless and had to drink obediently.

The old man thought the answer would be something like "You can have fun while suffering", but the young man next to you said: "The true words of a real person can be drunk."