Sword of Coming

A bird in a cage seems to stand on its own in the city of the night boat entry. Except for the hostile two sides with a huge disparity in numbers, there are no extra outsiders in the world.

In the world of Qingming, Wu Shuangjiang, the lord of the Palace of New Year's Eve, is the latest qi practitioner of the fourteenth realm.

Chen Pingan, a swordsman in the Yupu Realm, and a warrior in the Ten Realms.

Ning Yao, the number one swordsman at the Ascension Realm in the fifth world.

Cui Dongshan, a Qi fighter in the fairyland. The body of the ancient Shu dragon.

Jiang Shangzhen, sword repairer in Immortal Realm. From ascension to descent.

Wu Shuangjiang stood on the street, holding his back with one hand and twisting his temple hair with the other, smiling calmly, looking at the boy in white from the corner of his eyes, with playful eyes.

Poor Cui Chan, poor Xiuhu.

Chen Pingan suddenly reached out and grabbed Ning Yao's arm, disappeared in a flash, disappeared, and disappeared. As the owner of a caged sparrow, he left this small world on his own initiative.

Wu Shuangjiang glanced at the entrance of the inn, and the fingers that were twirling the hair on his temples stopped slightly, neither a word nor a ripple of spiritual energy.

Jiang Shangzhen's section of willow leaf was the direction of the flying sword, where he cut it down in the void between Chen Pingan and Wu Shuangjiang, drawing a verdant arc of sword light, and directly slashed Breaking Wu Shuangjiang's Taoism without warning, after the Taoism was cut, it turned out to be a piece of snow-white talisman paper that fell to the ground, like a child's origami, folded into a slender snake, and now it is like two headless white snakes Winding on the ground, it was obvious that the talisman snake head followed Chen Pingan out of the cage, and would never let Chen Pingan leave without a trace.

Wu Shuangjiang thought slightly, and the white snake made of snow-white talisman paper on the ground disappeared.

The material of the talisman is just a kind of self-made snowflake letterhead for the Sui Chu Gong. Among the Taoist couples on the mountain in the Qingming world, it is most suitable as a letter paper for expressing lovesickness.

This is the supernatural power of the Fourteenth Realm Great Cultivator, which can turn decay into magic at will.

In the vision of Wu Shuangjiang's mind, outside the small world, there is a bright light somewhere, but soon the light seems to be covered with layers of lanterns, gradually blurring, and in an instant, it becomes dim One piece, no more clues.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled, it must not have been cut by Naning Yao Feijian, this talisman is not very brilliant, the only beauty is that the talisman paper can be cut or broken, except that it cannot be turned into a "nothing", unless someone can cut that talisman The Dao talisman was refined into his own, so just in case, he temporarily drew the talisman on the snowflake letter paper. It was very simple, but it was actually two names, Chen Pingan and Ning Yao. So this has become a long-lost marriage talisman.

It should be that the young hermit used a secret magic power? It's a good way to deal with it properly. It's not some hidden means, with Chen Pingan's Jade Raw Realm cultivation base, if he is so reckless, he will only ask for trouble.

Jiang Shangzhen put away the flying sword, wiped the willow leaves gently with his fingers, wiped off some snow-white debris, sighed, and said with a sad expression on his face: "Old Immortal Wu, it is really easy to calculate, and let the younger generation reveal the truth all at once, how can this be done?" Okay? Let's sit down and talk."

After the fall, Jiang Shangzhen's natal flying sword was broken from a complete willow leaf to a willow leaf. According to common sense, everyone in the world thought that "Old Sovereign Jiang"'s combat power had plummeted.

The snow-white talisman paper was like a whetstone for sharpening a sword's edge before. Although it was cut into two pieces like tofu by a knife, Wu Shuangjiang still instantly tested the fierceness of Feijian based on this.

"As expected of Jiang Shangzhen, not only is he very talented, but the key is that he is ruthless in his actions. He is a natural embryo who can cause trouble everywhere. It is not without reason that he has survived to this day."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled, was very considerate, and said slowly: "Actually, there is no need to procrastinate deliberately. I finally came to Haoran Tianxia, ​​and I am not in a hurry to leave. You can make troubles as you like, so that you can learn about the youngest young people in Haoran Tianxia. A few outstanding people."

Ning Yao, Chen Pingan, a half-embroidered tiger boy in white, Jiang Shangzhen from Tongyezhou.

For Wu Shuangjiang, even Jiang Shangzhen, who is the oldest, is still a junior, still a young man in his prime.

Jiang Shang really fell, and the fall was extremely dangerous and clever. Simply put, he used the fall to sharpen the willow leaf.

The flying sword of a willow leaf looks real, but its sharpness is still far more than that of Jiang Shangzhen's willow leaf when he was in the fairyland. The price is that Jiang Shangzhen's monk's physique has been damaged a lot compared to the past and has become relatively weak. That's why Jiang Shangzhen's temples are now frosty white, and he looks like he's getting older.

In other words, Jiang Shangzhen's fall is true, absolutely true, but the rank of the natal flying sword is almost equivalent to staying in the ascension state, but Jiang Shangzhen is too much of a city, and has always used the fall as the best way to hide his eyes , taking the opportunity to deceive the world.

Jiang Shangzhen was really blunt, flipped his wrist, turned out a jug of wine, and said sincerely: "Then we brothers meet and hit it off, let's have a jug first?"

When the "gossip is over", it is no longer a contest of Taoism.

Instead, they want to directly share life and death with Wu Shuangjiang!

As long as you, Wu Shuangjiang, dare to push things up, that would be the best.

But no one would underestimate Wu Shuangjiang, after all, he is a monk who can "teach how to be a man" with the old Taoist priest Sun Huaizhong.

Cui Dongshan stood on the roof of a shop, and suddenly there was a trekking stick in his hand, waving his hands in a circle, ripples burst out, rippling layers of halos, layer upon layer, like a golden line drawing scroll, a round of pocket-sized With the day hanging in the sky, Cui Dongshan laughed and said, "Grand Palace Master Wu, it's a great honor to meet you."

Stretch out your hand again, and hold the radiant pocket Bairi in your hand, shaking your wrist, rolling away like a ball in the palm of your hand, spinning erratically, shining in all directions.

The five fingers of the boy in white moved slightly, and twenty-eight characters emerged around the ball, like an array of stars, four images of heaven and earth, nine wilds, and twenty-eight constellations, which were successively manifested and born.

Wu Shuangjiang was not at all murderous, ignoring the white-clothed young man shaking his palm with his magical powers, instead, he smiled and nodded with Cui Dongshan, "It's a pity that I can't see the embroidered tiger, but it's worthwhile to see half of them." That's enough. Mr. Cui's current appearance is of good character. What Lu Chen said is true, the old scholar is indeed a good hand in accepting apprentices, and others will not be envious."

While speaking, Wu Shuangjiang put his fingers together, and with a light tug, he pulled out the body of the young inn boy, who was occupied by him, like a piece of paper, folded by him, and put it in his sleeve middle.

At the end of the year, Wu Shuangjiang showed his real body to others.

This regular visitor among the top ten people in Qingming Tianxia only has the appearance of a middle-aged man, which is not surprising, but his whole body is condensed, and the Dao manifested. Scarves, white cloud shoes, standing in the clouds.

There is a date red seal on the center of Faxiang's eyebrows, like opening the eyes of the sky, with ribbons wrapped around his arms, lingering and floating, and behind Faxiang there is a halo of Baoxiang that has become solid.

Standing at the end of the street, Jiang Shangzhen rubbed his chin, knowing that Wu Shuangjiang's grandeur is the so-called astronomy. It fits the Dao, and the unity of man and nature is the fourteen realms.

The only and biggest trouble is that he doesn't know where Wu Shuangjiang's fourteen realms are.

So Jiang Shangzhen asked with a smile: "Dare to ask how the Great Palace Master Wu is in harmony? Please tell me and listen, don't worry about frightening the courage of the younger generation."

As soon as I asked this sentence, even Jiang Shangzhen admired his sincerity and kindness. He was really close to Zhu Zhechi. After getting along with the mountain master for a long time, he would be fascinated by his ears and eyes, and treating others with sincerity was a matter of course.

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "Harmony."

Jiang Shangzhen couldn't stop smiling wryly, talking about what to do over and over again, Cui Dongshan's expression was dignified, the chicken pecked at the rice, and echoed Chief Zhou from a distance.

The fourteen realms of Hedao Renhe are all tricky, and they couldn't be more tricky.

Especially the fourteen realms where outsiders only know harmony between Tao and man, but don't know what harmony is, that is the most difficult existence. If Wu Shuangjiang is in harmony with the right time or location, it is far better than being in harmony with Taoism and people.

One of the reasons is that the most proud man in the world is actually a poem in Hedao's heart, and he is invincible if he can't finish his poems. , it is too mysterious, and Bai Ye is holding one of the four fairy swords Taibai, which is even more unreasonable.

The former owner of the lotus nunnery in the wild world, now sits in Yuxuan, the talisman in the bright galaxy. He has been thinking about it all his life, working hard, hoping for the place of harmony. It is that day, the sun, the moon and the stars that seem to be unchanged from ancient times. A veritable proof of immortality.

The old blind man's road to one hundred thousand mountains, and the saint's road to the vast three continents are both a little bit of "a last resort".

Bai Yehe said that the poems in his heart are harmony between people.

Su Zi, as well as Chen Chun'an, a mellow scholar from Nan Po Suozhou, also walked on this road.

In addition, there are sword cultivators. For example, Liu Cha, the bearded hero who was the third highest ranking monster on the throne, was above the sea and on the bank of Guixu. No, forcibly beat him back from the Fourteenth Realm to the Ascension Realm, which prevented Liu Cha from returning to the Wild World, and instead was detained by the Confucian Temple in the Gongde Forest.

The former hermit official Xiao Xuan betrayed the Great Wall of Sword Qi and took a shortcut in the Hall of Valor in the Wild World. Although she reached the 14th realm of the Dao, it was a geographical advantage, and she lost the original greatest support of a sword cultivator. , That is a great freedom without restraint.

This is also the root cause of why Xiao Xun was still unable to separate life and death from the left and right in the outer battlefield that day, even if he had already surpassed a level, and it was also the crux of why the left and right had to stop Xiao Xun from returning to the wild world.

Jiang Shangzhen asked: "Brother Cui, the more you look at it, the more scary you are, what do you say?"

Cui Dongshan said solemnly: "Be thick-skinned, hurry up and beg for mercy with Grand Palace Master Wu, didn't Chief Zhou find out? He keeps on following us, and Palace Master Wu is the one who has the most time to spare. Facing such a strong Enemy, since you can't even fight with strength or wit, then give in and admit defeat!"

Wu Shuangjiang smiled knowingly.

Among the Taoist officials in the Qingming world, there used to be a well-known golden rule that the monks of the lower five realms face the Taoist heart of the middle five realms, and then use the magical powers of the monks of the upper five realms to fight against the enemy, and the accidents will be small.

Wu Shuangjiang still held the back with one hand, and snapped his fingers with the other.

There are three natal flying swords flying around, a bird in a cage, a moon in a well, and a willow leaf.

Of course they are imitation swords.

But neither Cui Dongshan nor Jiang Shangzhen felt that Beiju Luzhou Henjianshan's imitation sword was comparable to these three.

Cui Dongshan told the truth: "Fortunately, it can only support a stick of incense."

Jiang Shangzhen said sadly with his eyes: "The master of the mountain is very unpredictable."

Wu Shuangjiang put his fingertips against the imitation sword of "a bird in a cage", and said with a smile: "Then please join me in visiting the Guanque Tower?"

In an instant, the scene of heaven and earth changed completely.

There is a tall building standing on the bank of the big river, which is the place where Qingming Tianxia's New Year's Eve Palace is built, the Guanque Tower.

Wu Shuangjiang flicked his sleeves, Jing Zhongyue disappeared in a flash like a sword, and the water of a big river rose up, like rain clouds hanging upside down on the earth, and finally the rainy sky fell, countless raindrops shot up, every drop of rain was like a flying sword, a flying sword The numbers are in millions.

Cui Dongshan, who was standing in the air, slammed the green bamboo stick in his hand, and said with a smile: "The past has been called the universe, so let's go to the past, go to the upper reaches of the water to catch a big fish, and let me go back!"

The mouth of Confucian sages contains the constitution of heaven, and the long river of time is reversed accordingly.

In this way, the three returned to the real world of the caged bird.

In fact, when Time Flowing Water passed Wu Shuangjiang's side twice, they both took a detour.

Cui Dongshan put on a purely superfluous golden rooster stand alone, with one hand held high, the palm of the palm held up the previous Bairi, and the other hand pointed at Wu Shuangjiang with a walking stick, "The four directions are called Zhiyu, and this junior will teach Wu Gongzhu what is called Xiaotiandi!"

In fact, before Cui Dongshan put on that funny pose, the world was already formed.

Wu Shuangjiang put the three imitation swords into his sleeves, and judging by his posture, he wanted to use them to refine the imitation into reality.

It was the first time for Wu Shuangjiang to take a step forward, stepping out with one step, the celestial image behind him overlapped with his real body, and a majestic celestial image appeared on the spot, as high as tens of thousands of feet. It was about to open the sky, earth and sky of Cui Dongshan. When he took the second step, Fa Xiang supported the sky with one hand and swept across with one arm. , are as big as a turbulent river breaking its embankment, stirring up the heaven and earth, and a subtle sound of silk tearing immediately resounded from each heaven and earth.

Cui Dongshan sneered, turned the green bamboo stick with both fingers, walked in a circle, pinched his fingers and recited a sage's teaching silently, the world including Wu Shuangjiang and the Dharma figure was cut apart and condensed into a mustard seed.

Without hesitation, Jiang Shangzhen took out a rare copy of the map of searching mountains from his sleeve, known as the "Taiping Book" on the mountain, and his seniority was only slightly inferior to the "Old Patriarch who opened the mountain".

Throw out the picture scroll, wrap that mustard seed with heaven and earth, wrap the world with heaven and earth.

At the same time, as if Jiang Shangzhen had received an order, the caged bird suddenly opened the door, making Jiang Shangzhen leave the place without a trace.

Cui Dongshan clenched his palms tightly and twisted them suddenly. The world changed and turned into a big marsh, with countless flood dragons entrenched in it, and countless sword lights criss-crossing it.

Outside the small world of the bird in the cage, Jiang Shangzhen saw the young mountain master who was carefully arranging the formation. The two sides just looked at each other, smiled knowingly, and did not communicate with each other.

Jiang Shangzhen disappeared again in a flash, his sleeves were turned upside down, and another world stood upright. It was an ancient secret site that Jiang Shangzhen refined, named Liuyindi.

A flying sword caged a bird, a mustard world with a map of the constellations, and a mountain search formation, which are already three small worlds.

A small world of mind in Cui Dongshan, the ancient Shu Daze. The willow shade land refined by Jiang Shangzhen. In addition to a helpless place where Chen Pingan was in charge of setting up the formation, there were three small caves.

The next moment, Cui Dongshan quickly passed by Liu Yindi, went outside, and once again created a world.

The next moment, Chen Pingan met Cui Dongshan again, and spread out a picture scroll of the sword fairy brought back from the Great Wall of Sword Qi to the top of Luopo Mountain. Ning Yao, who had been doing nothing all the time, was just in charge of sitting in it.

It's not that the small world of cultivators is worthless, but that the three of Chen Pingan, especially Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan, who have many magic weapons, can't be guessed by common sense.

Earlier, Chen Pingan was alone outside the mirage city of the Daquan Dynasty. He asked Pei Min, Cui Dongshan, and Jiang Shangzhen that they had no chance to make a move. Jun Weibo and Liu Jinglong made plans together.

The three-mountain talisman that Chen Pingan sacrificed earlier was the first idea he put forward on the mountain. It was the most critical move on the chessboard, a well-deserved unreasonable move.

Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen also have the same mountain talisman in their hands, which means that no matter who meets a tough opponent who will surely lose, they can sacrifice this talisman and call the other two , instantly placed on the battlefield.

At first, Pei Min, the swordsman, was used as the imaginary enemy. Afterwards, the three of them deduced that even the talisman Yu Xuan and the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain were not spared, and they were "invited" to the chessboard one by one.

Of course, it can also be used to target a guardian who may exist behind Tian Wan. In short, they are all rushing to the Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator's combat power like Pei Min.

Even if it was used to deal with Wu Shuangjiang, a great cultivator in the fourteenth realm, the same sentence, the three of them teamed up, could kill their lives.

After all, Wu Shuangjiang came from Qingming World, and he was in the same situation as when Lu Chenyuan traveled to Lizhu Cave. Will be overwhelmed by Dao naturally.

What's more, the situation has changed again now, and there is an extra Ascension-level swordsman, Ning Yao.

She is not only in the Ascension Realm, but also proficient in fighting, so Ning Yao is the best candidate without any suspense, whether it is to protect the formation from the side or to make the final decision.

It's just that according to the previous three people's assumptions, none of them thought that Ning Yao would be on the battlefield, so that even if she was an Ascension-level sword cultivator, she could still only be one of them.

Because of the superposition of small worlds, they are intertwined, step by step, and a slight loss is a world of difference. The creation of each small world is very particular about the sequence, not to mention the inner mystery.

And Jianxiu's one sword breaks all spells, and it will be a double-edged sword for the situation carefully set up by the three of them.

Ning Yao had no grievances about this, and quietly waited for that Wu Shuangjiang to pass by next time.

Earlier, she had heard Chen Pingan say that these small worlds are just chess games for entertaining guests.

Ning Yao was a little curious at the time, how many small worlds there will be in the end, but it's not easy to ask, lest the secret be accidentally revealed.

Chen Ping just said three words with a smile, which was a bit much.

Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen, in various places in the world, their sleeves were shaking, and their magic weapons were like rain.

Neither side felt sorry.

This is the way of hospitality at Luopo Mountain. As long as someone is a guest at Luobo Mountain, whether it is asking swords or fists or asking questions, the higher the level of this person, the more money Luobo Mountain will spend, the more exquisite, and the more courteous.