Sword of Coming

Cheng Chaolu and Yao Xiaoyan cleaned up the stewing pots and chopsticks. One of them really liked this kind of chores, and the other was young and determined to be a good wife and mother. As far as the embryo is concerned, it is almost as normal as eating, drinking, and lassing.

Chen Pingan got up and handed the bowls and chopsticks to Cheng Chaolu, and then looked up, it was really a cross-continental ferry boat traveling to Tongyezhou. There are women in colorful clothes on board, with their skirts and skirts floating in the sea of ​​clouds. Chen Pingan took a closer look, and sure enough, on the wall of the ferry, there are flying dragon girls who are eye-catching by the masters of the mountain with the method of fairy calligraphy. , Narcissus and Electric Mother are all described by women, and they are lifelike. Chen Pingan learned a lot from the good fortune cave, and immediately put away his eyes. , her eyes flickered, but she failed to follow the clues and find the sea talisman boat that was extremely far away. Baizhang away.

Chen Pingan helped the bamboo hat, and then stretched out his hand to rub his chin. The extremely clever landscape formation of the ferry can help the ferry to pass through places with thin spiritual energy, or pass through thunder, lightning, clouds and rain, without being too bumpy. It looks good, looks very immortal, and is also very practical. It can naturally overcome clouds, rain, thunder and lightning.

The ferry boat belongs to a sect with a majority of female monks? Otherwise, gods like Rain Master Leijun Yunbo, no less than those few strokes, should be painted on the wall, and the effect will only be better.

It stands to reason that the Yulong School has already been reduced to ruins, and all the monks have died. Could it be that the owner of the Water Essence Palace in the inverted mountain, Yun Zhuan, did not take root in the land of the three continents, so he established his own family and spread its branches and leaves? Instead, he brought the group of monks back to the sect and started to rebuild the Yulong sect. Did Yun Qing get this ferry by chance, or did he buy it from someone else? Or did it mean that the ferry came from Nanbasuozhou, or the more distant Fuyaozhou, so it passed by here halfway? Chen Pingan quickly calculated in his mind the Zongmen Xianjia who were whirling and swaying the two continents. Chen Pingan was actually no stranger to the cross-continent ferry boats between the two continents. In the early years of Chunfanzhai, there were many ferry stewards who had dealt with each other face to face.

Chen Pingan was a little hesitant, whether he should drive the talisman boat close to the cross-continental ferry that was not too fast against the wind, mainly because he was worried that the young children of Jianqi Great Wall would have an accident on the ferry and fight with the immortal masters. Chen Pingan was not afraid of causing trouble, but rather... he was not serious, and he couldn't stop himself.

A pure martial artist who can make a peak of the Nine Realms or a bottleneck on the mountain will accidentally be unable to restrain his hand. In the final analysis, naturally he still cannot restrain his heart.

Chen Ping can let a monster monk who went up to the city to provoke him return to his hometown in the south safely, just because the other party has no enmity with Haoran Tianxia. It may not be able to hear a few bad words from "hometown people", and it may not be able to withstand one or two bad things done by "hometown people".

Seeing that Master Cao was in a daze, He Gu asked, "What are you thinking? I can't look away when I see a beautiful woman, and I'm out of my mind?"

Yu Xie added: "If I were older, I would probably be moved. It is human nature, no wonder Master Cao took a few more glances. Anyway, he didn't look at it for nothing, and he didn't touch that sister."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "There are thousands of good-looking women, and everything is based on the concept of bones."

The little girl Nalan Yuji actually took out a pen and paper on the spot, took a breath, wrote down this sentence on the paper, and then flicked her wrist, everything disappeared.

Chen Pingan was a little surprised, she was still a little girl with a lot of family background? Do you have everything around you?

Nalan jade ultimatum. Surname, Nalan. After verifying a small guess in his heart, Chen Pingan couldn't help but his thoughts went thousands of miles away in an instant, and it was probably his thoughts that could make the long river of time unfettered.

Most of the female monks who came to the Immortal Realm from the rainbow before were responsible for patrolling the waters of the Yulongzong. Chen Pingan actually only looked at the sachet ornament on her waist, and her red and yellow body. The weather is like the morning glow, and she has already guessed her identity. She is from Liuxiazhou, and she is the lord of the blessed land of pines and mist, the female fairy Congxi. Li Yu, who is good at refining all kinds of clouds in the world, and Li Yu, the Taixia Yuanjun who is in the same line as the Luzhou Bodifeng in Beiju, are said to be friends.

Is the world at peace? seems like it.

This is what Cui Chan said before, and it is also what Chen Pingan is thinking at the moment.

Chen Pingan has long been aware of his mental problems, habitually thinking too much. On the top of the city, alone, in all directions, the world is an enemy. Chen Pingan, who couldn't help but still carry the burden of a hidden official, didn't think much about it. Once he thinks less and gets the way, if he accidentally loses everything, in addition to his own death and the disappearance of the way, it will also affect the general trend of the entire Haoran world, and shift a bit towards the wild world. What's more, as long as he can not die, Chen Pingan is not willing to die, there are so many people who want to meet, scattered all over the world, waiting for him to meet again one by one.

Chen Pingan asked, "Do you want to take the transcontinental ferry?"

Of the nine children, except for the three who didn't like to talk much from beginning to end, He Xiangting, Yu Qingzhang, and Sun Chunwang, the rest were all excited, wanting to see and see, and they didn't think about Mr. Yinguan's pocketbook at all.

Chen Pingan reminded: "Apart from the two points mentioned earlier, when you get on the ferry, remember to hide your identities as sword cultivators. Anyway, as long as you don't take the initiative to cause trouble, you have nothing to worry about. If you want to practice swords, you can concentrate on practicing swords in the house." If you want to enjoy the scenery, you can go out of the house to enjoy the scenery, there is no taboo."

Chen Pingan drove the talisman boat and shot towards the cross-continental ferry. It was as fast as thunder, and it swept over a hundred miles in an instant, and caught up with the ferry boat with floating ribbons. There were two ferries, big and small, more than a hundred feet apart , Chen Pingan said loudly in the elegant words of Zhongtu Shenzhou: "Can you let us board the ship?"

The cross-continental ferry could not be regarded as unresponsive. The few alchemists on the mountain who had gone out to enjoy the scenery had already returned to their residences without making a sound from the ferry.

Then, around the railing of the ferry, the water mist rose to a height of more than ten feet. When the clouds and mist cleared, long swords with talismans emerged, made of green bamboo, verdant and green, and the swords were all written in Danshu, which is the vein One of many talismans, one of demon slaying. The key is the material of the thousands of talisman swords, which are green bamboos produced in the Bamboo Sea Cave. The Green Bamboo Talisman Sword must be priced sky-high. It is definitely not something that any cross-continental ferry can buy and refine into such a rare Talisman Sword. Moreover, Bamboo Sea Cave has never sold green bamboo to outsiders. It decays every year, and the bamboo flowers bloom into green mud, and I will never make money from it.

Then there is only one possibility left, the lady of Qingshenshan who has never stepped out of the cave and never appeared in Haoran Tianxia, ​​took the initiative to sell the huge amount of green bamboo in the bamboo sea cave, and may even give it directly to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple.

So if you have a chance in the future, you must go to Zhuhai Dongtian for a visit.

A transcontinental ferry, full of sword energy, chilling the world.

Back then, most of the transcontinental ferries to the inverted mountain were in charge of Nascent Soul Earth Immortals who were not weak in killing methods, and there were even monks from the upper five realms who appeared or disappeared to help escort the goods, just in case.

The painted women on the outer wall of the ferry appeared one by one, with graceful postures, ranging from three to four feet tall, each holding a rune sword made of green bamboo and with a higher rank in refining, and the sword tip pointed at the rune boat dressed as a warrior. A middle-aged man with a bamboo hat on his head, a green shirt, and a wine pot tied with a narrow knife hanging from his waist.

On the cross-continental ferry, the monks and most of the passengers on the ferry were looking at the talisman boat that was born out of the sky. A group of children were not worth seeing, so more attention fell on the man.

Chen Ping raised his hand and said with a smile: "I can let the green bamboo talisman sword cut my palm, and I can verify my identity before boarding the ship."

He Gu sighed and said, "Not at all domineering."

Yu Xie nodded back and said, "Very useless."

A ferry steward wearing a black robe stood at the bow, holding a pair of iron maces. He had a big beard but a small face. He was a bit bookish, but his words were bold and concise. He said three words, "Go away!" .”

Chen Pingan raised his hand high, held a piece of Guyu money between his fingers, and returned three words: "Not short of money!"

The steward said: "A sword in the palm of the hand, a sword in the center of the brow, are you happy?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I just beg the ferry to be careful, don't pierce through."

Chen Pingan added with a smile, "I'd rather kill something that's easy to let go by mistake, it's too harmful to Yin and virtue, we are all serious genealogy masters, don't learn from Shan Zeyexiu."

The painted dragon girl seemed to have got the heartfelt order from the steward of the ferry, and she really handed out two swords. The light of the swords suddenly cut through the night, and then suddenly retracted. The formed beads, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the two drops of blood from the palms and eyebrows of the man in the bamboo hat shattered, and a woman in a colorful dress with the appearance of a narcissus and the breath of the earth used secret techniques to re-condense the blood, obviously not aware of the abnormality, Holding the bamboo sword upside down with the dragon girl, maybe this is a gesture to the man in the bamboo hat. After all, the other party's move is very sincere, and the blood is handed over to the alchemist for identity verification. simple.

With a wave of Chen Ping's hand, he took two grains of blood into his palm.

The steward looked kindly, and asked, "Where did you come from?"

Chen Pingan chose to answer with his heart: "I learned that Senior Congqian in Liuxiazhou has boundless Taoism and has killed all the chaotic monsters. The land of Yulongzong can be said to be Haiyan Qingping, and there are no hidden dangers. The juniors went on a long trip to the sea and visited Luhua Island to see if they could meet chances along the way. As for my teacher, let’s not mention it, I went to the fifth world, and there were not many left behind. an old man."

The manager tightened his mind, good guy, he is actually a Nascent Soul cultivator pretending to be a pure warrior! It's probably the monk of Tongyezhou who is so stupid. Either a warrior monk, or... a swordsman. Otherwise, the physique would not be so tough as a martial arts master.

The other party's inner voice was extremely clear. Obviously, it was restricted by the two layers of mountains and rivers on the ferry, which had little effect on his cultivation. If it was a Jindan Earth Immortal, it would not be difficult for him to hear his inner voice clearly on the ferry, but the voice Absolutely not so clear.

Chen Ping patted the green shirt lightly with the palm of his hand, and the robe rippled, bursts of green mist bloomed, actively breaking some blindfolds, revealing that the bamboo silk texture of the robe on his body came from Qingshen Mountain.

Taking Osmanthus Island to go to Liu Youzhou in Yuanqi Mansion, the boy was wearing a bamboo silk dress back then.

This kind of robe is also known as "cool place" and "summer resort".

In particular, Qi practitioners who practice wood and water methods favor Qingshen Mountain's bamboo robes, no less than ordinary monks' pursuit of things that are square inches and close at hand.

None of the monster monks would wear the Qingshen Mountain bamboo clothes on their bodies.

Unless it is a big demon with profound Taoism, but if you go to the hanging mirror today, you will go to the monks of the five realms, especially the fairyland, once you leave the bottom of the sea, you will never want to hide your breath.

The large mirror hanging high is a legendary makeup mirror.

If it is a great demon of the Ascension Realm who is better at hiding his breath. This "Caiyi" ferry boat thought it was unlucky and it was dead. It's nothing more than the end of a hard-fought fight to the death, but once the big monster leaks its tracks, it will undoubtedly die.

The garrison monks who own the former site of Yulongzong help to avenge.

In addition to Cong Qian, an immortal from Liuxia Continent, Song Pin, a female swordsman from Jinjia Continent, and a Ascension Realm from Divine Continent of Middle Earth who personally guarded the boundary of Jiaolonggou.

The steward cupped his fists and said, "I've offended you, please board the ship."

Chen Ping returned the salute with clasped fists, and said with a smile, "It's windy on the mountain, so be careful and keep the boat safe for thousands of years."

If Chen Ping'an had shown off his green shirt and bamboo clothes first, he probably wouldn't be able to board the ship tonight.

This is the human heart.

The steward smiled.

It's a talker.

Chen Pingan and the ferry asked for three rooms, one for Chen Pingan himself, one for the little girl and one for the boy.

Chen Ping only had one requirement, that the houses must be adjacent to each other, and the fairy money is easy to talk about, so you can ask for a price at will. As for whether the Caiyi Ferry needs to discuss with the guests, and vacate one or two rooms, Chen Ping just adds money to make up for the immortal masters.

There are the most people with the surname Qian in the world.

Things went fairly well. First of all, the fairy money on the mountain is becoming more and more valuable, and Caiyi Ferry also seems to be giving way. It is true that those who do business on the mountain should be careful to sail for thousands of years, but the phrase "the wind is strong on the mountain" is even more reasonable.

Chen Ping pinched the sword formula with two fingers, and at the same time operated the golden natal object of the five elements, helping to draw a golden sword pool in both rooms.

In order to prevent the children's chatting and conversation, the busybodies who are fed by the ferry without knowing it, will spy at will with magic.

Chen Pingan originally wanted to twist out a few more talismans and post them on the windows and doors, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up, lest the children be too cautious.

The landing place of this ferry is the Xianjia Ferry at the southernmost tip of Tongyezhou, not too far from Yuguizong.

Chen Pingan went back to his room, ordered a pot of Xianjia fermented wine unique to Caiyi Ferry, drank half of the pot of wine, dipped his fingers in the wine, and wrote a line on the table, He Qing Haiyan, Shi He Sui Feng.

The last time I went to Tongyezhou, the cross-continental ferry was a treasure swallowing whale with several secret places.

Now the Hanging Mountain is gone. Lu Tai does not know where he is now.

In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, if Lu Tai appeared as "Liu Cai", it would make Chen Pingan's mood worse. But now that he has returned to his hometown, Chen Pingan will not shrink back.

Chen Pingan habitually posted a decontamination talisman on the window, and started walking around, trying to get acquainted with the way of this world as soon as possible.

This is the sequelae of the Great Wall of Hedao Sword Qi. In the wild world, he would be overwhelmed, and it will be the same in the Haoran world.

It is a great thing for pure martial arts, not to mention walking piles, or competing with others, even every breath is practicing boxing.

But for those who cultivate the Tao, the situation is more embarrassing. If Chen Pingan didn't have that martial arts background, and only relied on his identity as a swordsman, he would probably be lying on the ground by now. However, as long as you are familiar with the operation of the Great Dao in the Grand Virtue World, the influence will become smaller and smaller, but once you fight with people, there will still be many accidents. Saint's small world.

Chen Ping closed his eyes, seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, and walked slowly. In the past few years as a gatekeeper at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he has practiced more than three million punches by relying on water to hone his kung fu.

He planned to practice another 500,000 punches before returning to Luoba Mountain.

Therefore, there is still great hope for practicing boxing, which was once thought about but did not dare to think too much about it.

The two groups of children in the two rooms on the left and right did not go out for the time being, so Chen Pingan continued to walk around with peace of mind.

At dawn, the Caiyi ferry hovered slowly, saying that it passed the largest pearl field on Luhua Island, and would stay for an hour to buy various pearls with the monks on Luhua Island.

As long as the passengers on the ferry hold a green bamboo talisman sword, they can ride the wind and go to the temporary ferry of the fairy family in the pearl field. The boat is gone, since I like to wander around indiscriminately, I simply wandered to Tongyezhou alone.

Chen Ping walked out of the house and went to the bow of the boat, but he didn't intend to go to the pearl field. He just stood at the bow of the boat and wanted to listen to the monks chatting.

He wanted to buy a few Shanshui Mansion newspapers earlier, but the reply from the ferry boat was very straightforward, no, if you think it’s too much money, the steward of the ferry boat can write a copy for him temporarily, it’s not expensive, Just a fairy coin, Grain Rain coin.

This is obviously bullying a monk from Tongyezhou.

Haoran Jiuzhou, the reputation of monks in Tongyezhou, has probably been ruined.

Instead of going to the pearl quarry and spending fairy money, there are still some pleasant things to do on the mountain on the Caiyi Ferry.

The hovering position of the ferry is very particular. Deep below, there is a place where water veins in the sea pass by. There are fish in the sweet water, which can be fished. If you are lucky, you may even meet some rare water descendants.

It's just that if you want to enjoy this fisherman's joy, you have to pay extra money, rent a green bamboo fishing rod made by the fairy family from the ferry, and a small summer money for half an hour.

Chen Pingan saw that there were already fishermen in twos and threes by the boat railing, so he spent a small sum of money. He followed suit, sat on the railing, and threw his pole into the sea. The fishing line was extremely long and a small porcelain pot of bait was finally free. Otherwise, the ferry's business experience would be too black-hearted.

Chen Pingan sighed. In the past, Cui Dongshan often babbled nonsense around him, saying that the words in black and white had profound meanings, and every word was a shadow.

After so many years, until now, Chen Pingan didn't think of a reason, but felt that this statement really meant something.

Chen Ping raised his head and looked at the night, the wind and snow were getting stronger.

The earth does not know the tens of millions of miles to the sky, the sun and the moon hang in the sky, and the earth does not know the tens of millions of miles.

Chen Pingan suddenly wanted to go to Tianmu to have a look. Yufeng Yujian could also do it, and he could also drive the Fuzhou Ferry.

It's just that when Chen Pingan thought that those children were still on the boat, he temporarily dismissed the idea.

Apart from fishing, Chen Pingan paid more attention to the conversations with the monks, but they were trivial and did not involve the situation of the world.

Chen Ping's biggest worry now is that he is in the fourth dream.

Don't be the means of the blank paper.

The greatest mystery of the blank paper blessed land carefully created by the novelist is that the living beings in the blessed land, although they are white paper puppets, are really alive and can think and do things according to the complicated context. No different from real people. The only difference is that the blessed land paper man, even a monk, has no sense of the passage of time.

So of course Chen Pingan would be worried. From the first step he took when he stepped out of the Luhua Island Creation Cave, the people he saw after that were all blank sheets of paper, or even transformed by one person. What he saw was a legendary blindfold .

The world is vast, and you are in it, like a person who is good at wine, half-drunk after drinking, neither dead drunk, nor really sober, and then it seems that someone is next to him, smiling and asking if you are drunk, can you drink again ... How not to teach people to feel lost.

This kind of thing, senior brother Cui Chan can do it, not to mention Haoran's three splendors Da Li Guoshi, can indeed do it.

What Cui Chan and Cui Dongshan are best at is to take care of their thoughts. Once the thoughts are scattered, they will turn into tens of thousands. Once the thoughts are collected, they will chat a few times. Chen Pingan is afraid of everyone around him, and suddenly he will condense into one person at a certain moment. , turned into a Confucian scholar in green shirt with snow-white temples, recognized his senior brother, couldn't beat him again and again, didn't dare to scold him, and even a few slanderous words were seen through, is it unexpected or annoying?

A monk laughed loudly, lifted his pole suddenly, and successfully caught a fish in Lishui. It was said to be a fish, but it was actually a big red soft-shelled turtle, the size of a water basin, with four eyes and six legs, with pearls adorning its feet. The man peeled off the six beads, and then threw the fish in Lishui back into the sea. Soon there was a female cultivator on the ferry wearing a Xiangshui skirt to buy beads. The cultivator received a small amount of summer money, and she smiled happily. happiness.

Chen Ping got nothing, it doesn't matter at all. The luck is so good, but I feel a little guilty.

Someone else caught an even older fish, this time Caiyi ferryboat nun bought the whole fish with that person, and spent three Xiaoshu money.

Chen Ping turned his head and looked, it was the ferry steward standing not far behind him, with a high crown and black clothes, very old-fashioned.

The steward introduced himself: "Huang Lin, Wusun Lan is the second enshrined."

Chen Pingan asked suspiciously, "Wusunlan of the Jinjiazhou sect? When did a man enshrine it?"

More than a dozen kinds of fairy family colored letter paper produced in Wusun Lan have long enjoyed a good reputation among the fairy mansions and aristocratic families in the Shenzhou of the Middle Earth, and have a lot of money. Especially Chunshujian and Tuanhuajian, even Daoxuanshan sold them in the early years.

It's similar to the "Xiangshui skirt in fairy clothes of a dragon girl, with Lizhu in the palm to make a bright moon". For one thing, as long as you can become the favorite of a female fairy teacher and a wealthy lady, you are not afraid that you will not be able to make money. And a man, if he takes a piece of money too seriously, he will probably spend a lot of money for the woman he likes. It seems that there is a lack of such exquisite and lovely objects on the Luoba mountain in my house.

Huang Lin said, "There are too many dead people."

Chen Pingan froze for a moment, then turned around and clasped his fists.

Huang Lin suddenly laughed and said: "A Qi trainer who dares to take nine children on a long-distance sea trip is afraid of death. He blocked fellow Taoists from boarding the boat before, and he offended him. The responsibility lies with Haihan. I will pay for it myself. , let someone send a few jugs of wine to fellow daoists, it should be an apology."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Zodiac is friendly."

Huang Lin laughed it off, took his leave and left.

When the time came, Chen Pingan returned the fishing rod, returned to the house, and continued to walk.

Half a month later, there was a lot of noise on the ferry. Chen Ping opened the window and found that he had encountered a mirage.

There seems to be a large mirage on the bottom of the sea, exhaling to form a large stretch of fairy palaces, standing one by one in the sea of ​​clouds, at different heights, shimmering with golden light, like an ancient fairyland, full of fairy houses. On the roads among the clouds that connect the attics of the palaces of the Immortals, there is a constant flow of cars and horses, and the men and women are all ancient. The drivers are mostly burly golden men in armor, and there is one of the most majestic palaces. Ten yellow cranes can't circle around.

Chen Pingan sighed for no reason, people say that fetishes get better with age.

Ordinary mirages are mostly unimpeded illusions, but this city is obviously not the case, the aura is flowing, and the illusion is close to the truth. Caiyi Ferry seems to have encountered this mirage before, and chose to take a detour without hesitation. After detouring for more than a hundred miles, the mirage scene kept blocking the way. There was a local immortal cultivator who didn't know the importance and danger, and wanted to find out, but was dissuaded by the steward Huang Lin, saying that this dying mirage was deeply hidden. The immortal Cong Qian has been searching for several months, but she has never been able to find a trace. Furthermore, this monster is now in the state of "Dao San", similar to the soul of a monk in the Jade Realm, who can no longer suppress his own Dao Qi. Trapped deep in the sea, ordinary barrier-breaking talismans are useless at all, and what the big monster did today is very likely to show its ferocity. Before the avenue disappears, it chooses to fight the ferry to the death.

The women painted on the outer wall of the ferry appeared one by one, and the green bamboo sword array was opened, and the flying swords were like rain, breaking through the clouds and miasma that the mirages swallowed and manifested, like a pocket sword boat.

In front of the ferry, a cloudy palace appeared out of thin air, with a white rainbow hanging over it.

This caused Huang Lin's expression to change drastically. The white rainbow in the world may not be so weird, but the white rainbow here has a military spirit.

The mirage really wanted to stop hiding its whereabouts, and finally violently killed people.

It's just that he doesn't know whether his ferry can survive the rescue of the immortal Cong Qian.

Chen Pingan frowned slightly, according to the sage's method of deciphering characters, the word "Hong" was interpreted as two dragons, so the word "worm" was next to it.

Chen Ping looked intently, and there really were two rainbows in the white rainbow, which differentiated the male and female rainbows. The ancients regarded Hongni as the obscenity of heaven and earth, just like the ancient moon palace toad, which belongs to the light of the moon soul.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Huang Lin showed a 100-foot-tall Confucian shirt. Huang Lin's real body used his fingers as a knife to cut the palm of his hand, and used the blood of his life as the material of the talisman. With Gao Ju's hand, a golden talisman appeared in the palm of his hand. Huang Lin wrote the characters calmly, and said loudly: "The Immortal Official ordered Liu Ding, and the water official Jiao Mirage."

In the palm of Baizhang Dharma's palm, the ten big characters of Dharma Sui are spoken, golden light flows, reflecting all directions, the clouds and miasma are like being illuminated by the sun, and the land for several miles, like snow melting a large area in an instant.

Huang Lin cut the palm of his hand again, and said in a deep voice: "Far away from the emperor's order, the water should be imprisoned!"

There were layers of sun halos around Faxiang's palm, golden light suddenly bloomed, and a torrential rain fell, more like a large pot of boiling water spilled into the wind and snow.

In the mirage, a city collapsed suddenly, and a huge figure secretly lurking under it disappeared in a flash.

A passenger traveling across continents turned out to be a hidden golden elixir bottleneck sword cultivator. He laughed and said, "Help Huang Daoyou in killing demons!"

It's just that this sword cultivator's way of practicing swords is quite strange. He was on a viewing platform, stepping on his feet and pinching sword formulas with both hands. After leaving the ferry for hundreds of feet, the sword pill that was originally no more than three inches long suddenly turned into a pitch-black giant sword engraved with the ink script of the immortal family, and the golden core sword cultivator was still stepping forward. Fighting non-stop, finally stepped on a Big Dipper talisman formation under his feet, and a herring floated out of the water. Jianxiu stepped on the back of the herring, and when the sword formula was settled, he muttered, "The mountain man came up from the sky across the fish, Those who know value the guesses of those who are foolish. The electric shock Yitian sword in your hand cuts the long whale straight into the sea."

The natal flying sword that went to the palace and the white rainbow, with its radiant sword light, dragged out a god general in golden armor, holding a black giant sword, intertwined with lightning, one god and one flying sword, slashed straight away, trying to kill that Baihong cut open together with the mirage.

After the blow, there was a thunderous sound, the wind was churning and the clouds were surging, and the energy was surging, even the ferry boat vibrated and swayed endlessly.

Jin Dan Jianxiu spat out a mouthful of blood, stretched out his hand to hold onto the railing, and quickly collected the flying sword with his mind. He never thought that a miasma that covered the sky and covered the sun would rush out madly, wrapping the flying sword of his life, and it was as if the sky and the earth were separated. Knowing the connection between Jianxiu and the natal object, Jianxiu's face was pale and colorless, and his heart was trembling. Huang Lin immediately used his magical powers to help Jianxiu find the flying sword that disappeared without a trace.

Chen Ping'an had already lightly increased the strength on his feet, so that the two adjacent houses were stable as usual and would not be affected by the air force.

It's just that unlike the other monks on the ferry, Chen Ping'an's eyes did not look for the mammoth figure that concealed his vision, but directly fixed on the sky at the southeast corner of Haishi.

Chen Pingan raised his left hand, running the water seal, five thunder clusters, in the palm of good fortune, Chen Pingan did not directly sacrifice this complete thunder method, but chose one of the water method sky thunder, the main role is thunder to cause rain, suppressing everything It is the genus of water descendants such as the giant jiao, poisonous snake, and evil mirage. It travels the clouds to spread the rain, stirs up the wind and waves, and controls the water mansion.

Chen Pingan twisted his wrist suddenly, this water mine that was condensed into the size of a bead casted extremely fast, better than the natal flying sword of the Jindan bottleneck Earth Immortal, so that none of the monks on the Caiyi Ferry noticed it It was a bit strange, so when the sea mine went from invisible, to a straight line, and then to rumbling, it was like a sky thunder shaking, and it fell into a catastrophe. Everyone on the ferry mistakenly thought it was the supernatural power of Huang Lin, who was in charge.

At the same time, Chen Ping made another thunderbolt with his left hand, and condensed Qi into a sword with his right hand, forming a "Rainbow Slashing Talisman".

Earlier, when the mine hit the mirage's hiding place, there was no thought of serious injury, it was just an act of knocking on the door.

But then this Rainbow Slashing Talisman, which is a gift first and then a soldier, has an astonishing momentum. The previous Golden Core Sword Cultivator, who was stepping up and fighting, only made the white rainbow hanging above the palace shake. The rainbow-slashing sword talisman blessed by Ju Tianwei appeared in the world, and in the mirage, it seemed as if a slender sword light appeared out of thin air to break through the small world. With one swipe, it cut off the white rainbow and the fairy palace. The thunderstorm bloomed, and the two things collapsed on the spot.

People did not go.

The Thunder Bureau and the Sword Talisman have already succeeded.

The sky and the earth are clear and bright, the weather is completely new, and there are no more mirages blocking the way.

The mirage dived into the depths of the seabed, and the surface of the sea was full of turbulent waves, dragged by chaotic energy. Even with the landscape formation, Caiyi Ferry was still swaying.

The Golden Core Sword Cultivator was overjoyed. In a thin cloud and mist, he sensed a sword light, and hurriedly drove the natal flying sword back to the acupoint to warm up with his thoughts.

Chen Ping hesitated for a moment, clenched his fist lightly, put away a new sword formula, and gave up his plan to hunt down that mirage, because the immortal Cong Qian must be on his way.

The Jindan swordsman clasped his fists and said loudly: "Jinjiazhou swordsman Gao Yunshu, thank you, Senior Sword Immortal, for saving me!"

It was silent and there was no response.

Gao Yunshu just thought it was because the sword celestial master didn't like politeness and was tired of these red tapes, so he admired him even more.

I thought to myself that the sword fairy, who is so invincible, must be the senior of his own Jinjiazhou since he will take this Wusunlan ferry.

Chen Pingan closed the window and continued to practice boxing in the house.

There was a young female cultivator on the side of Caiyi Ferry, who brought some pots of high-quality Xianjia wine. When she knocked on the door, she had a weird expression.

She obviously couldn't understand why the enshrined Huang Lin would treat this Tongyezhou monk who was greedy for life and afraid of death so politely.

Chen Ping thanked her, accepted the drink without being polite, and then asked curiously: "Dare to ask girl, what is the market price of a pot of wine?"

Huang Lin, the steward, should have noticed something, but he didn't tell the truth.

The female cultivator seemed quite annoyed, she put on a smiling face and asked, "Guest, do you think Caiyi Ferry will buy its own wine?"

Chen Ping put those pots of Xianjia wine on the table, different from the wine he bought earlier, these pots were affixed with Wusun Lan's secret colored paper, if they were torn off and sold to others, they would probably be worth more than the wine itself.

After Chen Ping's walking, his footsteps were very light, and his punches were extremely slow. A day and a night had passed unknowingly. After Chen Ping opened his eyes, he spoke with two groups of children in his heart, and then went to open the door. Soon the nine children were gone They came to this house one after another.

Yu Qingzhang held a book in his hand.

He Xiangting and Yu Qingzhang stood side by side.

King Sun Chun seemed to be relatively out of group, standing a little away from everyone.

These three children have not said a word to Chen Pingan so far, and they are also taciturn in private.

Chen Pingan could roughly guess some reasons, but he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

A Great Wall of Sword Qi, not everyone has a good impression of Yin Guan, and each has his own reasons.

Chen Pingan said: "You all have kendo inheritances. I am just a guardian in name, and I don't have any status as a master and apprentice. But I have read a lot of secret swordsmanship in the summer palace, and I can help you check for omissions and fill in the gaps. If you have any doubts about practicing swords, you can ask me."

Out of the corner of Chen Ping's eyes, he noticed two of the children. When they heard these words, especially the words "Summer Palace", their eyebrows and eyes were a little hazy. Chen Ping just pretended not to notice.

He Gu asked in a low voice: "Master Cao, the extremely sharp sword light that passed by the mirage earlier, didn't it? Right?"

He Gu. He is the tallest and has a well-trained short sword "Reading Maid" on his waist. It should not be forged in the sword workshop, but a family or teacher. And why the person who passed down this sword must have a lot of resentment towards Haoran Tianxia.

It was rare for Yu Xiehui to say a good word, "Thrilling and soul-stirring."

Chen Pingan said bluntly: "No."

It is the Molu and it belongs to the general, so I dare not pretend to be it.

Yao Xiaoyan felt a little regretful.

Chen Pingan said: "When you arrive at Tongyezhou, after landing, if there is an accident that I think is difficult, you must enter Xiaodongtian immediately without any hesitation."

Cheng Chaolu suddenly asked timidly: "Can I learn boxing from Master Cao? I promise I won't delay my sword practice!"

With his hands behind his back, Bai Xuan rolled his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "What a dog's legs. Whatever Master Cao knows, just follow and learn."

When this child was in the small cave of Bai Yuzanzi, he liked to call himself a little hermit official.

The hidden official Chen Ping'an. Chen Li, a small hidden official. Then he has no choice but to be a little hidden official.

It's just that when he came out and saw Officer Zhenyin, Bai Xuan didn't mention it.

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded at the little fat man Cheng Chaolu, "Of course. The principles of boxing and swords are interlinked. Of course, there is a boundary between practicing boxing and practicing swords, but it is not the kind where mountains and distant mountains never meet. It is the relationship between high mountains and distant waters, as long as the two principles are connected, it is a great pattern of interdependence between mountains and rivers, which can benefit each other and strengthen skin and soul even more."

At this point, Chen Pingan stopped talking and said to the others: "Just go back to practice swordsmanship. If you want to hear gossip about boxing, you can stay."

In the end, only Cheng Chaolu remained.

Chen Ping asked the little fat man to sit down and lit a lamp on the table. Cheng Chaolu whispered, "Master Cao, actually He Xiangting wants to practice boxing more than I do, but he can't save face..."

Chen Ping waved his hand, not to let Cheng Chaolu talk about this matter, and continued his previous words, "Punching the fist to the world is to go out, while the warm and nourishing fist is intended to go in, the two are indispensable."

A little girl walked in a hurry, went back and forth, knocked lightly on the door, Cheng Chaolu hurried to open the door, it was the Nalan Jade Letter, she elbowed the little fat man away, she closed the door, and then sat aside, He took out the pen and paper again, and sat upright, his eyes indicating that the official Yin could continue to speak. Chen Pingan said with a smile: "A square inch is very precious, it is best to carry it with you."

The little girl immediately copied it on paper.

Chen Ping was a little helpless, and ignored her, saying: "If you practice boxing, you only train your muscles, bones, and flesh, and you don't train your mind to warm up your body, you will only cut down a person's energy and energy. The higher the level, the higher the level. The harder the punch is, the more it will hurt the soul essence of the martial artist every time, and it is easy to fall to the root of the disease, accumulate more hidden dangers, and injure the enemy one thousand times and self-injure eight hundred ways, how can it last for a long time? The fierce boxing method, once the martial artist doesn't know how to do it, it's like beckoning to the upper body, and the gods can't save him. He learned boxing to kill people, and in the end he beat himself to death inexplicably."

"That's why in my hometown, there are two sayings, 'Passing medicine first from disciples, there is no way to pass it on by yourself', and 'Learn martial arts poorly, get rich and practice martial arts, one person practicing martial arts will waste three generations of wealth', both are old sayings that have been widely circulated in the mountains and rivers and lakes. , of course it makes sense."

"Cheng Chaolu, if you really want to learn boxing, there is no problem, but you have to learn from walking and standing, which is rather boring. If one day you feel that boxing is boring, don't worry about it. You will be reprimanded by me and concentrate on practicing swords That's it."

Cheng Chaolu's eyes lit up when he heard this, his face flushed, and he said excitedly: "Master Cao, I will definitely practice boxing well. As long as I have a half of Master Cao's boxing ability, I will be satisfied."

Nalan Yushu shook his head and said to himself, "It's difficult."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "For example."

The little girl was very clever, and she immediately followed up with a word, "Deng."

The little fat man sighed, "God."

Chen Pingan couldn't help laughing.

Afterwards the journey was uneventful and the sea was calm. Caiyi’s ferry passed over thousands of waters and thousands of mountains on the land from the sea, but even if you looked down from the ferry for a long time, there was still very little smoke in the world. detain a guest.

Finally, in one night, the ferry landed at the southernmost tip of Tongyezhou, where the Xianjia Ferry rebuilt from the ruins was located, which was once the boundary of the old Yuzhou of a broken dynasty.

The old country has mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.

There is an old saying from the sages, if you miss you and don't see you, go to Yuzhou.

Chen Pingan sat back at the table from the window, staring blankly at the light on the table.

Ordinary people have no longevity, thirty-six thousand days, every night is like a candle.

There was a knock on the door, and the little girl outside the door was a little excited, saying, Master Cao, we are here and we can disembark.

Chen Pingan responded, stood up, let the light continue to be on, raised his hand, cast a spell, and put a bamboo hat on his head.

He opened the door, took the children off the ferry, looked back, Huang Lin seemed to be waiting for him to look back, and immediately greeted him with a smile and clasped fists. Chen Pingan turned around and clasped his fists in return.

After walking for a while, Chen Pingan suddenly squatted down, reached out to touch the ground, then gently grabbed a handful of soil, put it in his sleeve, and would bring it back to his hometown.