Sword of Coming

Shao Baojuan smiled and said: "The autumn wind on the Wei River will take the bait for those who wish."

Chen Pingan asked: "So this is Liyang Road?"

Shao Baojuan nodded and said: "Good knowledge, remember all this."

Even those in later generations who devote themselves to Buddhism will often not pay too much attention to an insignificant place name if they read Buddhist public records carefully.

Chen Ping'an suddenly felt at ease. There is also an area under the jurisdiction of Li County called Mengxi. No wonder Collator Shen would come here to hang out. It seems that he is a frequent visitor to the bookstore that specializes in government records. Shen Jiaokan is probably similar to Shao Baojuan. They are not locals in Toutiao City. They just have the advantage of being behind the scenes and taking advantage of the opportunity. Therefore, they prefer to pick up missing items everywhere. Like Shao Baojuan, it seems that he can get a lot of treasures in the blink of an eye. There must be other opportunities in other cities, waiting for City Lord Shao to rely on "stones from other mountains can attack jade" to obtain them one by one and pocket them. Shao Baojuan and Shen Jiaokan obtained the chance magic weapon in Toutiao City today, whether it was the book written by Shen Jiaokan, the precious sword "Xiao Mei", a bag of green and a length of rope, they were all genuine.

As for the skinny old Taoist priest's eager gaze, Chen Ping'an didn't care much. It wasn't like that ghost valley in the Skeleton Beach, so he was destined to escape but not to fight. Chen Ping'an's only worry at the moment is that he is still afraid that his whole body will be affected by a single move. For example, the bearded man next to the fortune-telling stall, especially this Shao Baojuan, doesn't know how many hidden tricks are waiting for him.

This is like a Middle-earth sword cultivator traveling on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Facing himself who has already served as a hidden official, the disparity between victory and defeat does not depend on his level of realm, but on the right time and place.

The monk who originally planned to buy cakes and snacks obviously saw Chen Ping'an. The monk stopped talking to the old woman and picked up the "Qinglong Shuchao" with every word written in his own handwriting again. He asked: "Look. You are also from your hometown in the north, are you going south to meet those people on the soles of your feet?"

Shao Baojuan remained silent, but was slightly surprised in his heart. The monk unexpectedly gave this person the evaluation of "a native of his hometown in the north" when he first met him. It should be known that Shao Baojuan read a lot of books and was most familiar with all kinds of allusions in his life. He had previously been able to travel to various cities easily by virtue of his status as the lord of a city, so he took the opportunity to come to this city many times to wait, follow, and inquire about Zen. Even if the monk copied dozens of tricks that were clearly recorded by later generations, he still gained nothing from the monk's side. Then Shao Baojuan's mind changed rapidly, and he immediately began to think and make some calculations.

Chen Ping'an put his hands together and saluted the monk who was later known as "Zhou Jingang", but he shook his head, hesitated, caught a glimpse of the hiking sticks in the hands of Pei Qian and Xiao Mili, and smiled with the monk: " It’s better to owe sixty sticks first.”

According to the historical records of the world, the monks would stop at Longtan, burn the load of personally written scriptures, and say "Don't doubt the tongue of the old monks in the world", and the shocking words on the top of Jie Mao Mountain, shouting at the Buddha and the ancestors. , and there is also the Zen koan with thirty sticks in both "Dao De Ye" and "Dao Bu Ye".

Over there at the bookstore, the old shopkeeper leaned against the door and watched the excitement from a distance.

Not many of these foreigners came to Toutiao City first after boarding the ship. Most of them disembarked and settled in Caishuang City or Benmo City. And year after year, the locals see too many headless flies scurrying around. It is rare to see a swordsman in green shirt so cautious in his words and actions today, as if he is confident and prepared. It is really rare. As for Shao Baojuan, he is the most exceptional one because of his profound blessings. The shopkeeper slightly averted his eyes and glanced at the weapon shop. Du Xiucai was also standing at the door, holding a bowl of sour plum soup from Benmo City in one hand and gnawing on a piece of Tongling white ginger, looking very leisurely. It seems that Mr. Wusong has filled in the complete content of the "Hua Qi Xun Ren Calligraphy" from Shao Baojuan, the lord of Rongmao City. Then Du Xiucai will soon be able to use this calligraphy to go to that other place. The useful city of Baiyan City was exchanged for an opportunity that I had longed for. On the ferry, between the cities, a word, a thing, and an object have always been going around like this. It is indeed hard to come by and even harder to obtain.

The shopkeeper was a little strange. Du Xiucai's eyes seemed to have rested on the sword carried by the man in green shirt many times. Could it be an old friend? It is absolutely impossible that the young man is not of the right age.

What's strange is that before Du Xiucai boarded the ship, he was once one of the best mountain refiners in the world. He blasted red lightning and raised purple smoke, which was very majestic. It is said that the Tongling Mountain near his hometown was refined by him. Most of it. Even those long swords with the rank of semi-immortal soldiers rarely meet Du Xiucai's discernment. And because of Du Xiucai's pioneering work, a big joke was made about it, which was filed in Toutiao City. According to the records in one of the absurd chapters, there used to be a Xuyi Water God's Mansion next to Du Xiucai's hometown. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the river are known as "the most powerful in the world." As a result, Mr. Wusong forcibly cooked half of it, which made the water house miserable and had to go to the Confucian Temple to complain. Could the long sword carried by the stranger be an immortal relic of someone Du Xiucai knew in his early years?

The monk on the street was a little confused, but he still clasped his hands and bowed in return. Then before moving away with the burden, Leng Buding and Chen Ping'an asked: "Coming out of the Yi Xue Li Cave, Nie Zi is full of scholarly spirit?"

Chen Ping'an could only remain silent. The monk shook his head, picked up his burden and headed out of the city. Just when he was about to pass by Chen Pingan, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at Chen Pingan, and asked: "Why can all eyes see the hair, but not his face?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "Just wait for the Zen lamp to shine, and the dragon elephants from ten directions will open their eyes and burn through the dark roads through the ages."

The monk frowned slightly.

Chen Pingan asked: "Who will light the lamp? How to light the lamp?"

The monk laughed and said, "That's a good answer. My son, my son, I am not that southern man with soles."

Chen Pingan was about to speak but stopped. Zen Buddhism in the world can be divided into North and South, but in Chen Ping'an's view, there is no superiority between the two sides. He always believes that Dunjian is the same sect.

The monk had already carried the burden and walked away. As if in the blink of an eye, his figure had disappeared beyond the city gate.

Shao Baojuan spoke from his heart and kindly reminded: "Opportunities are hard to find and easy to lose. You should strike while the iron is hot."

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Shao Baojuan smiled and said, "I have no intention of plotting against you. It's just Yin Guan who overthinks it."

Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes and asked: "Why, City Lord Shao is so bold and wants to collect Deshan sticks, Linji drinks, Yunmen cakes, and Zhaozhou tea?"

Shao Baojuan said helplessly: "It was true that I was a little greedy before, but now I have been blocked by Yin Guan and taken away sixty sticks, not even the thirty sticks. Naturally, it is absolutely impossible."

Shao Baojuan suddenly smiled and asked: "Then let's treat it as an equal match? From now on, you and I will not be in conflict with each other? Each of us will find his own opportunity?"

Chen Ping'an did not comment, but just smiled and said: "What kind of city lord is City Lord Shao? Since the well water does not interfere with the river water, you must let me know where the well water and the river water are."

Shao Baojuan smiled and said: "Here and now, there is no knowledge that can be obtained without spending money. Why should Yin Guan ask questions knowingly?"

Chen Ping'an has actually seen a general clue. On the ferry, at least in Toutiao City and Nabenmo City, one person's knowledge, such as Shen Xiaokan knowing the truth about the formation of the peaks, and Shao Baojuan filling in the blanks for the copybook. , add the text content, and once it is verified by "someone" on the ferry as correct, you can win a big or small opportunity. However, what is the price? It is most likely to leave a ray of soul on this ferry and become the kind of "living god" that Pei Qian saw in ancient books, and be trapped in some literary prison. If Chen Pingan has not guessed this context wrongly, then as long as he is careful enough and follows the example of the city lord Shao Baojuan, who walks from street to house and only does certain things and only says certain words, then logically speaking, the later he gets on this ferry, The easier it is to make a profit. But the problem is that this ferry is not well-known in the world. It is too obscure and it is easy to get caught. If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

As for why Chen Ping'an was able to remind Pei Qian and Xiao Mili not to answer as soon as they saw "Tiaoyu City", it was also because when he and Lu Tai traveled to Tongye Island, Lu Tai accidentally mentioned a ferry and joked about it. Generally, ask Chen Pingan what is the most difficult thing to deal with in the world. Later, when Chen Ping'an went to the Great Wall of Jianqi again, during his free time, he checked the secret files of the summer palace, and he actually found a record about the ferry at his feet. He came from door to door when he was studying, and in a book " In the narration at the end of the book "Zhenzhu Ship", I saw a record about night sailing. Because there is a mountain in my hometown called Zhenzhu Mountain, and Chen Pingan was extremely interested in the complicated content written by Zhenzhu Ship, so it is not like many books. Instead of reading it roughly like that, I read it carefully from beginning to end to the last page, so I could see the sentence, "There is a pearl ship in front, and a night sailing ship behind. There is no limit to the sea of ​​learning. A small boat, mending seams, carrying people at night Traveling through the ages.”

Next to the text, another line of words was written crookedly. Chen Pingan could tell whose handwriting it was at a glance, "Fuck you, beat it to pieces with two punches."

That's why Chen Ping'an said unintentionally on the horsewalk at the top of the city: "In all the knowledge in the world, night sailing is the most difficult to deal with."

When Chen Ping'an returned to Haoran Tianxia, ​​he accidentally bumped into Mirage City and found the book seal that Fei Ran deliberately left with Liu Mao from Huanghua Temple. After seeing those seals, he realized that the book was These two sentences are probably a boring comment made by Xiao Xun, the former hermit official of Jianqi Great Wall, to Wen Haizhou, the former criminal official.

As for why City Lord Shao was so out of his mind to target himself, as long as Chen Ping'an found some basic clues about this night ship, he could naturally follow the locals, follow the clues, and have a good sword fight with Shao Baojuan.

Pei Qian was not worried about the city lord Shao Baojuan. Anyway, the master was watching. Pei Qian paid more attention to the thin old Taoist. He glanced at the pole with the words "If you want to get the secret of longevity, go to this immortal altar first." "The crooked banner, and then looked at the formation on the ground in front of the stall, Pei Qian took off the basket on his back, put it on the ground, and let the millet grains stand in it again. Pei Qian pointed the hiking stick in his hand to the ground and circled The basket drew a circle on the ground, and with a gentle poke, the hiking stick penetrated the ground an inch like a knife cutting through tofu. A hiking stick stood on the ground. After Pei Qian let go, several silk threads were entangled, as if there was sword energy lingering, and together with the golden thunder pool, it was like a pocket sword array, protecting the basket.

Pei Qian shook his sleeve gently, and quietly held a bamboo yellow paper knife in his right hand, which was a gift from Yu Panshui. Pei Qian reached out his hand again, and the paper knife returned to his sleeve, but there was an extra one in his left hand. The extremely heavy iron rod, with a slightly bent body, showed off the white ape's back sword technique. He twisted his wrist lightly, drew a circle with the long stick, and tapped the final end lightly on the ground. Ripples appeared in waves, and there were countless water patterns on the street. Ripples spread out layer by layer.

At the Leigong Temple in Mahu Prefecture, Aaizhou, Pei Qian split a half-immortal iron spear given by Yu Xuan into three parts, and broke the sharp-edged spear points at both ends, eventually turning it into a pair of swords. A stick.

The bearded man glanced at Pei Qian, who was using a staff as a sword and drawing talismans, and nodded gently, not hiding his admiration.

What the old Taoist saw in his eyes was different from that of his neighbor with the beard. He said in wonder: "Little girl, she looks young. She doesn't have a few skills, but her hands and feet are very strong. Who is it with?" Did he learn boxing and kicking skills? Could it be Wang Fuxun, a descendant of Juluzhou, or Wu Shu from Tongyezhou? I heard that the scenery under the mountain is great now, and there are many martial arts styles. Each mountain is higher than the other, but it is a pity that a woman has to fight for it. Go first. Do you have any martial arts connection with that girl?"

Pei Qian said: "If the old immortal wants to discuss Taoism with my master, he might as well ask a few punches from the junior first."

The man squatting on the ground smiled a little, "It's true that Fengjun is an old immortal, but it's a pity that his fists and kicks are not very good. If you ask about boxing, even if you go to Fengjun's territory, the old immortal will still lose. The little girl is very clever."

The old Taoist turned around, jumped to his feet and cursed: "In the Dianjing City where Mrs. Kongtong lives, there is a guy who looks at himself in the mirror every day and yells, 'Who is going to cut off my good head and neck?' Who are you telling this to? You have the nerve to say that. Are you a poor man? Are your one hundred thousand soldiers used to make a living? Don't forget, it was a poor man who spread beans and cut paper into generals. He helped you gather more than ten thousand soldiers and horses to get the one hundred thousand soldiers. Countless, heartless things..."

The man, who had a beard as bare as a hornet, simply sat on the ground and said with a smile, "I'll give you back a piece of my family too."

Pei Qian immediately said in his heart: "Master, it seems that these people have "unique" means. This kind of lord's territory, birds lifting mountains, and this kind-hearted bearded 100,000 armored soldiers, I guess they can all be able to make their own way in this city. From a small world.”

Chen Ping'an replied from the bottom of his heart: "This prince, if it is true that the Taoist sect of the 'Green Bull Taoist' is so true, and the Taoist temple is indeed the Bird-lifting Mountain, then the old immortal is quite old. Let's wait and see what happens."

The old Taoist priest became more and more angry as he spoke. He kicked the bottles and cans on the cotton stall and knocked them all over. "Pindao asked you to turn your elbows outward and help foreigners bully the people in your hometown. After Pindao closes the stall, you must go and fight with them." The city lord will sue you."

The man grabbed a corner of the cotton cloth, moved it as far away from the fortune-telling stall as possible, and said helplessly: "Why are you arguing with me? Are you looking for the wrong person?"

Only then did Feng Jun remember to look at the foreigner in the blue shirt with a sword on his back again, and asked: "The people carrying the sword on the street are not bald donkeys but Taoist priests, right?! Tell me straight! As long as you are a kid Tell the truth!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Maybe the Taoist teachings are flawless, but if there are Taoist priests on the street who worry about leaks, what do you blame me for?"

The old Taoist stamped his foot and laughed angrily, "Good fellow, now Confucian scholars are becoming more and more powerful in their reasoning."

Shao Baojuan suddenly interjected, "The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, so whether it is perfect or missing is a matter of words but not necessarily in the heart."

Chen Pingan asked: "City Lord Shao, are you not done yet?"

In an instant.

Chen Pingan found himself in a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

There are no streets around the city anymore. There is only an old Taoist priest riding a green ox on the mountain road. He is carrying a bag across his body and a row of bamboo tubes. The sound of the collision is clear and sweet, and he is coming towards Chen Ping'an on the road.

Chen Ping'an looked at the green ox and felt dazed for a moment, and was stunned for a long time, because if he remembered correctly, when Zhao Yao left Lizhu Cave, he was riding a wooden ox cart. Green ox pulls. It is said that there was a dull-looking driver at the time. Chen Ping'an remembered something again. The cavalry commander holding a long halberd in the city had said something very unreasonable: "You are not allowed to fly up." Is it possible that the Qingniu Taoist priest in front of him could know how to do it in a different cave? With the weird posture of a living god, you can achieve an illusory and false realm?

On the street, Shao Baojuan smiled knowingly. There are so many weird things on the ferry. Chen Ping'an is cautious by nature. No matter how careful you are in sailing the boat for ten thousand years, it will capsize in the gutter here.

If it weren't for Shao Baojuan's Taoist aptitude and extraordinary talent, he would have become a living god here, let alone become the lord of a city. There are about three people in the world who are the most blessed here. One of them is the Huolong Master from Luzhou in Beiju. The remaining one is very likely to have the mysterious and mysterious experience with Shao Baojuan, the "dream tourist" from Liuxiazhou. The battle for the avenue.

On the Entry City side, it was just a moment later.

As if Chen Ping'an stepped across the threshold in one step, his figure reappeared in Entry City, but the long sword "Ye You" behind his back was nowhere to be found.

At the same time, the fortune-telling stall and the Qingniu Taoist priest also disappeared out of thin air.

Pei Qian looked calm and didn't even ask any more questions.

Chen Pingan still comforted softly: "It's okay."

Shao Baojuan smiled and said goodbye, clasping his fists.

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "See you later."

A young girl came over. She smiled sweetly at Shao Baojuan and said, "City Lord Shao, are you leaving now?"

Shao Baojuan smiled and said, "Next time I go to the city, I'll go visit your husband."

The scholar just took one step, ignored the city's restrictions, shrunk to the mountains and rivers, and left the city in an instant, returning home with a full load.

The girl then gave Chen Ping'an a blessing, "My master said, let the sword fairy write the next chapter "Sexual Evil", and then you can get out of the city. If you make a mistake in a word, ask the sword fairy to bear the consequences." .”

Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "May I ask who your master is?"

The girl smiled and replied: "My master, the current Lord of Entry City, was once known as Li Julang in the hometown of Sword Immortal."

At the same time, as soon as Shao Baojuan left, someone came from behind. It was a young man who appeared out of thin air. He ignored the girl who was glaring at him. The young man was respectful and just bowed to Chen Pingan and said, "My city lord is about to start. I made a seal and planned it to be hung in the study. The first seal was the one with the words "The Wine Immortal Poem and the Buddha, the Sword is the Same for Eternity". There were dozens of other seals. Relying on hearsay from a group of outsiders, it was really It was too difficult to collect, so I needed Mr. Chen’s help to make it up personally.”