Sword of Coming

The group of people walked to Yuanyangzhu Ferry to learn more about the Baobao Zhai in Parrot Island.

Chen Ping'an, Li Baoping, Li Huai, Nen Taoist, plus an outsider, are now the blushing ladies in the Longxiang Sword Sect's landscape genealogy. And Liu Chicheng, who is the most outsider but doesn't regard himself as an outsider the most, is secretly discussing with the young Taoist priests about which guys are worthy of scolding or beating at the ferry.

Just now, Chen Ping'an and the girl Flower God taught him tips and tricks. He did not deliberately avoid Mrs. Blush. She heard everything clearly.

Mrs. Rouyan was still a little worried, "You really don't have to worry about Ruifeng'er going to visit Zhang Wenqian alone. Aren't you afraid that she might say the wrong thing at the last moment and fall short of the success? That Fat Immortal is notoriously difficult to deal with. Why doesn't Yin Guan personally do it? Wouldn’t it be safer to take action?”

Maybe you, the hidden official who can't get up early without any profit, but who must make money when you get up early, can still get involved with the Fat Fairy, Zai Shunzi and Su Zi.

It's just that the blushing lady naturally didn't dare to say the following words.

Zhang Wenqian, one of the four bachelors under Su Zi's sect, was called the "Fat Immortal" because of his majestic appearance and taller body than ordinary people.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Anyway, it's just a few words. What can the Phoenix Fairy Flower God say wrong?"

That's too much to underestimate the goddess of flowers in the land of flowers.

And at the end of the previous chat, Chen Ping'an comforted the Flower Goddess with some unreasonable reasoning, telling her that she would definitely be nervous when meeting Mrs. Zhang, but there was no need to worry, because Mr. Zhang knew that you would be nervous, and you The reason why you are nervous is because you are sincere, which is a good thing, so be nervous. Don't be afraid of shaking when you speak. Just relax and be nervous. When you are so nervous that you can't speak, just continue to be nervous. Don't worry about speaking.

After hearing the words of Qingshan Sword Fairy at that time, Fengxian Flower God was obviously a little more relaxed. Since she was not even afraid of being nervous, what else was she afraid of?

Mrs. Yan asked: "Chen Ping'an, why are you willing to do such a big favor?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Actually, I'm not helping you. The kind of person Mrs. Blushing is will make outsiders think the kind of person Lu Zhi is."

The blushing lady felt a little more relaxed. Since he's not helping her, he doesn't owe him a favor.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "To be honest, I'm surprised that you are willing to ask me for this favor."

Mrs. Yan turned her head and looked at the young official. She was actually even more surprised that Chen Pingan would say this. It seems like he regards her as one of his own?

Thinking about it again, she immediately became nervous again, twisting and turning, why did she still help her?

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Over the years, you have always been suspicious. You always thought that I had ulterior motives."

Mrs. Yanyan smiled awkwardly and said, "No, it's nothing. How dare I misunderstand Mr. Yin Guan like this."

Chen Pingan said: "Mrs. Blushing, think about it for yourself. If I swear to you that I will never miss Meiyuanzi anymore, what I did back then was my duty and I had to do it. After you and I return home, even if Not a friend, but definitely not an enemy. Are you willing to believe me, or do you think I have bad intentions even more?"

Mrs. Blushing smiled and narrowed her eyes. She thought about it carefully and realized that this was really the case. She nodded and said, "That's right. It's really the case."

Liu Chicheng obeyed the rules today and just pretended not to recognize this blushing lady who had a good relationship with Baihua Paradise.

Otherwise, according to his temper and wearing a pink robe, he would have been a butterfly floating around the blushing sister.

Because he once was in Aquarius Continent and concluded a solid truth that you can buy something for a thousand pieces of gold and not sell it for ten thousand pieces of gold.

As long as they are related to the Wen Sheng lineage and children from Lizhu Cave Heaven, don't mess with anyone.

First Chen Ping'an, then Li Liu from the Xielong Stone, only half of it, and then Li Baoping from outside Qingfeng City, plus half of his nephew Gu Can?

That's exactly three. There are only three things to do, so you have to have a longer memory.

Liu Chicheng has made an appointment with his young Taoist friends. The two brothers are going to travel to the wild world together. The sky is high and the sky is vast. They can travel all over the world. Who can restrain them? Who dares to stand in the way? It was a great time for the two brothers to make a name for themselves.

Li Huai probed his head.

I don’t know what the relationship between Chen Pingan and her is.

As for the man in the pink robe, he looked like someone who was not easy to mess with. He heard that he was the master of Liuli Pavilion in Baidi City, and he was the master of Baidi City. Li Huai felt guilty when he heard this.

After all, friends of friends are not friends of my Li Huai. Since he is not in the nest, why should he be violent? The one floating on the water in Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion is a lesson.

Li Huai didn't even know that at the Confucian Temple, several of the sages accompanying him chatted about him and started a small-scale discussion specifically about him.

A school administrator in the Confucian Temple first discussed with the sacrificial wine, and then tentatively said to Old Master Han: "Why don't we give Li Huai the title of Sage?"

This Academy Secretary had an earlier meeting with Najing Sheng Xiping, and he asked for a copy of the academy files, which were about the resume of Li Huai, a Confucian scholar at Shanya Academy, and the comments of the masters and masters of the mountain.

Even the always rigorous Old Master Han, the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple, was a little hesitant. He was obviously inclined to give it, but if he gave it, he seemed to have some objections. It would definitely put more burden on Li Huai's future study and travels.

It's really not that the Confucian Temple doesn't take the title of sage seriously and is willing to give it casually.

In fact, Yizhou Academy has always been responsible for awarding the titles of academy sages. The Confucian Temple almost never interferes in the inspection and evaluation of sages.

The academies govern virtuous people, and the Confucian Temple governs gentlemen. This is a rule established by the Li Sheng himself.

This guy really deserves a lot of credit. The reversal of the positions of an old blind man of the Fourteenth Realm is equivalent to a positive and a negative, which helped Haoran create two more One Hundred Thousand Mountains in the world.

Judging from the posture, as long as his disciple is willing to speak, the seven to eight hundred golden-armored puppets in the Hundred Thousand Mountains can give an order and kill in the wilderness in a mighty manner?

In addition, according to the statement in the file, although Li Huai was "not capable" of studying, he was "diligent in studying, never slacking off, gentle in temperament, and free of arrogance."

And one look at the handwriting showed that it was the handwriting of Mao Xiaodong, the director of Liji Academy.

For Confucian students, the attitude towards studying is actually very important.

As for the level of academic achievement, or the performance of the imperial examination and craftsmanship, it really still needs to be discussed whether the ancestor will reward him with food.

Old Master Han asked the leader of the Confucian Temple next to him. Old Master Dong smiled and said, "It's not a big problem. I think it's feasible."

Old Master Han asked Jingsheng Xiping who was sitting outside the door again, and the latter replied: "Over there in Yuanyangzhu, it's not easy for Li Huai to have a clear mind."

That's settled then.

Li Huai is definitely a sage in the academy.

This kind of thing wouldn't bother the three chief saints including the Lisheng Saint, right? Besides, that old scholar was Li Huai's cultural ancestor. In the path of protecting the calf, Literary Sage could be regarded as a well-deserved great monk in the fifteenth level.

Li Huai, who had just taken the ferry to Parrot Island, must not have known that he was about to become an academy sage.

It's something you can't even dream of.

Little Parrot Island is crowded and overcrowded. Because the founder of Baofengzhai here personally opened a Baofengzhai, which is certainly unusual, so much so that even the wife of the God of Wealth in Aaizhou came to Parrot Island with all her prominent friends. , with her here, it’s not about spending money, but about spreading money.

The local ferry at the ferry port is very simple, because it only needs to go to and from the four ferries and does not require much

When a great monk wants to visit friends, he either travels far away in the wind or has his own ferry.

The group of people stood beside the railing and looked at the mountains and rivers at their feet. Only the Confucian Temple was covered with clouds and fog.

I believe that no one in the Ascended Realm dares to use his palm to view the mountains and rivers and spy on the mountains and rivers there.

Li Baoping asked softly: "Master uncle, what are you thinking about?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "My junior uncle has already succeeded at Aotou Mountain. He is standing on the street now, preparing to scold others."

In the small town in my hometown, any child with a little bit of intelligence would be very capable in this matter, because in the streets and alleys, with chickens crowing and dogs barking, masters would help "feed" them every day, and they would "learn" from others. There are too many opportunities for boxing.

It's a pity that Jiang Longxiang, the old scholar of the Shaoyuan Dynasty who was known as "the master of the literary world and the hidden immortal", was thrown to the ground by that man. His clothes were disheveled and his hair was messy. He sat on the ground and endured the severe pain all over his body. , gritting his teeth, hating in his heart, but not saying a word.

Even if the man asked him to scold him again, Jiang Longxiang just waited silently for the reinforcements from Aotou Mountain to arrive, leaving the green hills intact and not worrying about running out of firewood. Scholars don't have to engage in verbal disputes with reckless men, or fights with fists and feet that are not on the stage. They can only be polite and sweep the floor, which is definitely not the behavior of scholars.

What's more, not far away, there is the Confucian Temple, the Xiping Stone Scripture, and the Merit Forest.

Jiang Longxiang is really not afraid of a mountain monk seeking unreasonable revenge.

Just sit quietly on the ground for a while.

Jiang Longxiang had some guesses in his mind. Judging from his posture, the old scholar whose statue was smashed has finally turned around and may return to the Confucian Temple to worship him.

It doesn't matter, the old scholar has become a literary saint again, and he has no shame in being at odds with himself. Jiang Longxiang was not afraid at all that he really had the nerve to act like this, and he couldn't ask for it.

The young man in green shirt in front of him has no grievances and no grudges. He is definitely not motivated by emotion. Maybe he has guessed that the old scholar is about to gain power and wants to earn some fame without spending money? So that we can embrace the literary saint's lineage?

The person Jiang Longxiang was really afraid of was, of course, not the Literary Saint, but the Zuo Zuo who had been visiting immortals for hundreds of years and also walked through the Great Sword Qi Wall. He was worried that this sword immortal would not talk to him about the principles of a scholar.

The left and right men only know how to practice swordsmanship, and they only know how to use their swords to cut people, but they don’t understand the principles of sages.

Chen Pingan waited patiently for a while, and when he saw that Jiang Longxiang was still refusing to speak, he stepped forward and kicked the guy in the door.

Jiang Longxiang slipped out and hit the wall. He felt pain for a while and felt that his bones were falling apart. He covered his mouth and looked down. His hands were covered with blood and two teeth were missing. The old scholar's eyes were dull, hurt and scared. Suddenly he wailed: "Someone is committing murder and is going to kill someone!"

Chen Ping'an raised his eyes slightly, and there was someone coming from Aotou Mountain.

Most of them are mountain gods who have a good relationship with the Shaoyuan Dynasty and have some personal friendship with Jiang Longxiang. They want to come here to say a few words of justice.

It is said that at the border of Dali in Aquarius Continent, there was a saying among the border cavalry that whether a scholar has character or not can be determined by giving him a knife.

The three Qi practitioners fell to the ground hand in hand, and one of the old monks was about to speak.

I heard that the swordsman in green shirt who had a big fight in Yuanyangzhu was so arrogant that he simply turned a blind eye to the three of them. He just laughed with Jiang Longxiang and said: "Stop yelling. There are many people looking here. It's easy to follow Li." Following in the footsteps of Qingzhu, I traveled hard on a trip to the Confucian Temple. In the end, I didn’t earn any incense on the mountain. Instead, I got a resounding nickname. There was Li Shuipiao before me and Jiang Menshen behind me. Otherwise, you would think that my kick was not light. It was just heavy enough, but it kicked out two teeth on both sides of your front teeth?"

Among the three people, someone frowned and said: "This Sword Immortal, if there is any grudge on the mountain, right or wrong, just make it clear in this important place of the Confucian Temple. Can you not be so aggressive? A mountain sword Immortal bullies one of the five realms Qi practitioner, what’s going on?”

Another pure martial artist from the Far Traveling Realm suddenly landed on the ground and stood between the blue-shirted swordsman and Jiang Longxiang.

Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Shaoyuan Dynasty, Grandmaster Tongjing?"

The peak of Yuanyuan Realm.

The Qionglin Sect of Luzhou in the North, the Shaoyuan Dynasty of the Central Plains, and the Liu family of Aaizhou.

Chen Ping'an was very interested in the summer palace. Among them, he was interested in how Mr. Liu made money and how he was so good at making money. He gave Jian Qi to an ape-torn mansion hanging upside down on a mountain without blinking an eyelid. Great Wall. The other two don't have any good impression at all. Regarding Jiang Longxiang, Chen Ping'an actually knew a lot of things, and was really not unfamiliar with him at all. Some of them came from Lin Junbi's chats, and some came from the trivial and inconspicuous Shanshui Di newspaper. Among them was Jiang Longxiang’s friend, Tongjing.

The man named Kirii smiled and said: "Why, Sword Immortal has heard of my name, so should you ask me about swordsmanship, or should I ask about boxing?"

Anyway, no one can die here.

With a few punches and a few blows, he saved Jiang Longxiang, a literary leader. This deal was definitely worth it.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You just ask about boxing, I'm afraid you won't be able to get the answer."

Kirii's fists were full of energy, his momentum was rising, and he opened his fists. He was really unambiguous. Could it be that he really wanted the green-shirted swordsman to be the first to question the sword? Besides, the green-shirted swordsman who was watching the excitement in Aotou Mountain seemed to have a very complex practice and was also proficient in boxing?

As a result, Kirii punched him, and he really got close to him. Then he stopped and refused to throw a second punch.

The two sides were close at hand. The man wearing a blue shirt with his hands in his sleeves was standing there with a smile. Kirii maintained the same posture, with his fists at least one foot away from the other party.

Kirii remained motionless and looked calm, but his arm was broken.

Such a domineering fist, as if protected by gods.

Sure enough, he is a mountain-top person? !

Farting must be more than the mountain top realm. When I return to Aotou Mountain, I must talk to my friends about it. This senior must be a martial artist.

Chen Ping'an smiled and reminded: "When the questioning is over, hold your fists in return."

Kirii felt that this senior was really considerate and this move was indeed feasible.

It's just that the seniors didn't focus their voices into a coherent line, which was a bit of a fly in the ointment.

Withdrawing the most powerful punch at the peak of martial arts in his life, his arm was limp, but just happened to be grasped by the other hand. Kirii clenched his fists with both hands and said in a deep voice: "Concession, my skills are not as good as others, I will not say a word more." Got it!"

The swordsman smiled and tilted his head slightly, indicating that the pure martial artist could move.

Kirii strode away.

Chen Pingan turned to look at the three qi practitioners, "Tongjing has finished explaining the truth, what do you say? Anyway, today's truth lies in the fist, the sword, the magic, the talismans, the magical power, the backer, the sect, the ancestor, It's all up to you, talk reason, give it to Jiang Longxiang, ask the fist to reason, give it to Tongjing, and there are a few others, you can pick them yourself."

The three qi practitioners laughed angrily but could only remain silent for a moment. Finally, they heard the green-robed swordsman smile and say: "I am not an unreasonable person."

The three people came here this time just to protect Jiang Longxiang, to ensure that his life was safe, and to suffer as little physical pain as possible.

You will definitely not be able to beat him, but the other party can fight with Immortal Yunqiao back and forth.

There is also the Ascension Realm of the self-proclaimed Taoist Nen, which makes Nan Guangzhuang become a laughing stock. At first glance, it turned out to be the green-shirted swordsman's friend on the mountain, maybe an elder of his master's sect.

One of the old monks suddenly grasped a golden light coming from Aotou Mountain with his fingers. A secret letter was personally delivered by his ancestor.

The old monk's face turned slightly pale, and he lowered his head and clasped his fists in the blue shirt, saying: "How offended! Let's leave immediately!"

The other two people were a little confused, but the old monk reached out and grasped one person tightly with one hand, with great strength, and said in his heart: "Listen to me, get out of here quickly!"

The patriarch’s secret letter actually only contains two sentences.

Zheng Juzhong went out to meet this person, and the two sides traveled together to ask about Jindu.

You can seek death if you want, but remember not to involve the sect.

Chen Ping'an did not stop Yu Feng, the three of them, from leaving. They came in a hurry and left even more hastily.

Jiang Longxiang was stunned and leaned against the wall with a dull expression.

Chen Ping'an squatted down, raised his sleeves, and took out a handful of pebbles picked up from the road, one by one, and gently threw them at the scholar.

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We discuss things inside the Confucian Temple and drink outside the gate, without delaying each other.

Lu Zhi said: "Next time there is such a discussion, don't involve me."

Even in front of Jing Sheng Xiping, Lu Zhi still spoke directly.

A Liang said: "It's no different than the Great Wall of Sword Qi. People's hearts are divided. The more cumbersome and complicated a closed discussion seems to be, the more beneficial it is. Because when the door finally opens and everyone leaves, there will be fewer forks in the road at our feet."

Jingsheng Xiping smiled knowingly.

A Liang said with a playful smile: "Brother Xiping, do I sound like a sage when I say this?"

Xiping said: "Without the last sentence, it's a bit like it. With this sentence, the power is broken."

A Liang automatically ignored the last sentence, gently shook the wine bottle, and said, "Lu Zhi, you will be very popular here in the future."

Lu Zhi said: "Because I draw the sword, but it's not my brain?"

A Liang smiled and said: "How is that possible?"

Lu Zhi stretched her legs, raised her head and drank wine.

A Liang also tried to stretch his legs, but found that he had to walk one step less than Sister Lu, so he immediately retracted his legs angrily and simply sat cross-legged.

You don't look short when you sit down, but when you stretch your legs, you realize that your legs are too short. Feelings hurt.

Lu Zhi was always bold when drinking. He quickly finished a bottle of wine and put the bottle aside, of course on the side away from A Liang. He asked for the empty bottle back. God knows what this guy would do. whats the matter.

Lu Zhi asked casually: "A-Liang, why don't you just become a scholar? It's not difficult to be the head of the academy after all."

A Liang shook his head and said: "Even if he is qualified, he is not good at it. In sword practice, a hundred Mao Xiaodong cannot be as good as A Liang. When it comes to teaching, even ten A Liang cannot be as good as Mao Xiaodong."

Once you become a serious scholar, you will never want to be pure for the rest of your life. When you are in the academy, whether he is the academy president, the academy secretary, or a gentleman and sage with no official status but only a title, he, Aliang, will feel as if he has never left in his entire life. If you go to that saint's mansion and study, you will only achieve high or low results, with no great potential. The man who seems to be always angry and happy will probably be disappointed for the rest of his life.

Ah Liang did not want to be just a Confucian scholar among the descendants of the Four Saints, with a distinguished status and average knowledge, but of little use to the world.

But if he becomes a bohemian swordsman who travels all over the world, and has statues hanging in the Confucian Temple and statues of gods, he can't teach him every day, teach him how to practice swordsmanship? embarrassing.

At most, you can only act like an old man, and advise him to try his best to abide by the rules and etiquette every time he draws a sword, and not to hurt innocent people, let alone hurt the hearts of the world because of your sword... Just a few words over and over again. , no more.

After all, even Chen Qing didn't talk too much about him when it came to practicing swordsmanship, so no one in the world was qualified to point fingers at him, Aliang's sword.

There are so many beauties in the world, all waiting for A Liang to drink and meet, how can we keep both parties waiting?

A Liang looked a little more serious and turned around and said: "Lu Zhi, we will return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi together from now on. Please take your time and don't sacrifice that flying sword easily."

There was actually a lot of reason why they had left room for discussion before and did not directly agree to Lu Zhi's question about Jian Tuo Yueshan together.

In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, this was a secret matter that was not even recorded in the summer palace, because it involved Lu Zhi's second natal flying sword.

Only the top swordsmen at the top of the city who participated in the discussion were qualified to know about this matter.

There is a small group of sword cultivators in the Great Wall of Sword Qi who are more eccentric with their swordsmanship.

The reason why Lu Zhi has not reached the Ascension Realm is not only because she is not very old, but also has another fundamental reason. Lu Zhi has spent too much energy, time and immortal money on the second flying sword.

The flying sword is called "Beidou".

It is not only the "Jade Capital True Collection Beidou" in the poem of Youxian, but also "the Beidou is scattered in the cold light, and it is lifted up with a sword to sweep away all the wastes", and it is also the Beidou that "the South Dipper palms life, and the Big Dipper kills".

But this flying sword never appeared on the battlefield.

A Liang knew that even the Boss Sword Fairy, who didn't like to meddle in other people's business, once called Lu Zhi to the top of the city to ask her if her brain was damaged. In order to refine such a broken sword, it would delay her breakthrough. Is it a good deal to ascend to Ascension? You have a big butt, so you use your butt to think about things?

Because at that time A Liang was squatting aside watching the excitement and scenery. The last sentence of the eldest sword fairy, who has the most knowledge, can be learned from him.

As a result, Lu Zhi said something like this: The boss Sword Immortal has no control over how many demons are killed and how great the battle achievements are, but she has no control over how to practice the sword.

There is no such thing as the best of both worlds.

Just like left and right, if you want to improve your swordsmanship and reach the highest level of swordsmanship, you can only delay the breakthrough.

In order to pursue the ultimate killing power of this natal flying sword, Lu Zhi had to make a choice.

Lu Zhi stretched out her hand, asked for another bottle of wine from A Liang, took a swig, wiped the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, and said softly: "It would be better if that battle was fought a hundred years later."

A Liang shook his head with a smile and joked: "If I were Chen Ping'an, I would be willing to give up Sister Lu to Qi Tingji and the Longxiang Sword Sect. I would ask you to be a worshiper even if I have no shame."

Lu Zhi said: "So you can't be a hidden official."

A Liang nodded and said, "I admit this."

Lu Zhi asked: "Xiping, Yuanyangzhu has dispersed over there?"

Jingsheng Xiping nodded and said, "Chen Ping'an plans to go to Yiaozhou Island with his friends to visit Baofu Zhai."

As for the other Chen Ping'an, he has already gone to Panshui County to find Zheng Juzhong. The two sides traveled around and asked about Jindu. There is no need for him to say anything. Everyone will hear about it soon.

Lu Zhi said with a smile: "Return to the old business and do what you have done before."

Under the eyes of all the sword cultivators on the city walls and the great monster on the throne of the wild world, there was once a foreigner who was not yet a hidden official at that time. He ran around, sticking his butt out and cleaning up the battlefield, which amazed both the enemy and us.

Later, a young swordsman who had become a hidden official, dressed like a woman, dressed in red and green, and with a graceful figure, left the city and rushed to the battlefield. He went around picking up missing battle achievements and pretending to be more feminine than women. When it seemed that danger was everywhere, He will also give a cowardly scolding, which is not an angry shout. He hides from the magic, twists his waist, flowers bloom, his robe floats, and he is as beautiful as a flower...

Therefore, the identity was not revealed from the beginning to the end. In the end, the outspoken Lu Zhi revealed the secret. After that, if Lu Zhi wanted to buy wine, he could only ask his friends for help, because the wine shop had the order of the second shopkeeper. , when Lu Da Jianxian buys wine, the price will have to double. Lu Zhi couldn't argue with those stubborn boys and kids at the liquor store. Besides, to make Chen Pingan shamelessly walk out of the summer palace, spending a few extra fairy money is really nothing. It’s just that Lu Zhi usually doesn’t have much money in his pocket, so he spends it on his natal flying sword "Beidou". Bottomless pit.

A Liang also knew that the reason why Lu Zhi refined the flying sword "Beidou" regardless of the cost was to go to the top of the city to carve words.

It was as if she had already made up her mind and left after carving the words.

For Lu Zhi, a sword cultivator in the Immortal Realm who owns that flying sword can kill the Ascension Realm demon with his sword, especially the Throne Demon in her mind, which is better than an "ordinary" Ascension Realm sword without the flying sword. Cultivating will give you greater control.

All the Qi practitioners in the world would definitely not understand Lu Zhi's paranoia.

Don’t want the realm? Die just to keep a name?

A Liang understands.

Lu Zhi hoped that on the top of the Great Sword Qi Wall, there once was a female swordsman who was writing at this moment. She didn't want the people carving the words to be all men.

Why doesn't Lu Zhi look good like this?

She is very good looking.

The boss of the Sword Immortal originally gave the order for Lu Zhi to go to Nanbo Suo Continent in the summer palace. Naturally, he hoped that Lu Zhi's swordsmanship, realm, and flying swords would be able to make further progress.

Otherwise, even if Lu Zhi had better luck and her natal flying sword shattered, and she never died on the battlefield, Lu Zhi would still fall, which meant that she would fall from immortal to jade.

After reaching the upper five realms, it is not easy to break through the realm of sword cultivation. It is even more difficult to ascend to the next level after falling. Just like A Liang, Liu Cha, who was fishing in the secret area of ​​Gongde Forest, actually

They have given up hope of returning to the Fourteenth Realm in this life. It’s not that falling into a bad situation will cause depression, but that when manpower is eventually exhausted, all the good things in the world cannot fall on the heads of one or two people.

The boss Sword Immortal must hope that there will not only be Lu Zhi, a swordsman who survived the battlefield, but also a female Sword Immortal who can compete with some of the Fourteenth Realm with two complete flying swords in the future.

A Liang asked with a smile: "Once the boss Sword Immortal leaves, no one will be able to control you anymore. Why did you change your temper?"

Lu Zhi said: "It's nothing, I just feel that I can live without dying. It seems that there are still many things that can be done."

For example, the colorful world and the Ascension Realm.

Another example is that she has never accepted a disciple.

It's also possible that there are too many people who never come back to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and Lu Zhi is worried that Haoran won't be able to remember any of them. With her constantly wielding swords in the vast world, there might be a Dragon Elephant Sword Sect,

A Liang nodded and said, "That's good."

Lu Zhi turned her head, looked at him seriously, and said, "He just looks a bit ugly."

A Liang smoothed his hair and said, "What now?"

Xiaoyu rides a donkey, wears a bamboo hat on his head, carries a bamboo knife across his body, whistles and walks around the rivers and lakes.

A Liang has always felt that there is nothing up and down the mountain, and there are rivers and lakes everywhere in the world.

The braised mutton in Beilong, the tripe in Yuzhou hot pot, and the braised carp under Xiaodongtian Waterfall on the Yellow River are all excellent dishes to accompany wine.

A Liang turned to Xi Ping and smiled: "Can we learn from the Great Wall of Sword Qi? Let's discuss business, and let people come out to breathe and change their minds."

Jingsheng Xiping nodded and discussed with the three leaders of the Confucian Temple. Soon two groups of people walked out of the door.

Left and right walked out together with Qi Tingji.

Lin Junbi, the little heavenly master Zhao Yaoguang, and the little god of wealth Fan Qingrun of the Xuanyu Fan family.

The first two groups of people to walk out of the Confucian Temple were sword cultivators and young people.

After that, more people crossed the threshold one after another and sat on the steps, in twos and threes, high and low.

You can also drink while discussing affairs in the Confucian Temple, but drinking outside has a wide view, which is indeed a different experience.

Xiping stood up and returned to stand at the door. Some of the discussants who had just raised their buttocks to go out knew that the number of seats was limited and quietly lowered their buttocks.

Fan Qingrun was sitting on the steps. With a twist of his wrist, a folding fan appeared. There were paintings of beauties and ladies, with bright eyes and good eyesight. They were painting in the colorful building, playing the piano in the forest, or burning incense and reading books.

How dare you do this in the Confucian Temple.

Fan Qingrun whispered: "Jun Bi, I'm really curious about Xiao Xun, can you say a few words?"

Zhao Yaoguang nodded and said, "Add me one more."

Lin Junbi thought for a while and gave a concise answer, "Take up the post of hidden official."

Fan Qingrun closed the folding fan and slapped his forehead.

After Lin Junbi joked, he took out two bottles of Mute Lake wine that he had treasured for many years, handed them to Fan Qingrun and Zhao Yaoguang, and said, "Try it."

Zhao Yaoguang took a sip and said, "It's not good."

Fan Qingrun drank a few more sips, nodded and said, "It's really not that bad."

Lin Junbi said: "Xiao Xun has a high prestige in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. She has been a hidden official there for thousands of years. In fact, her behavior is not like a hidden official, but more like a criminal officer in charge of killing."

Lin Junbi started to drink, poured the wine into the bowl, and shook the bowl gently, as if he saw the haunting Great Wall of Sword Qi in the slightly rippling wine.

Lin Junbi has never denied that he is unwilling to go to the battlefield of the Sword Qi Great Wall again because he is afraid of death. However, he will miss that place very much in his life, because there was once a place where he was willing to risk his life. It was really Yes, there was a period of practice where I was not afraid of death.

Every bottle of wine was bought by Lin Junbi. There was no credit for drinking wine, and there was no exception at the wine shop. But he got the wine bowl from the wine shop.

Lin Junbi plans to travel to Feisheng City in the colorful world next time, revisit the summer palace, and return it to the wine shop.

After taking a sip of dumb lake wine, Lin Junbi continued: "The summer palace and the cold palace are specially allocated to the Yinguan sword cultivator lineage, and the archives are piled up year after year. After I served as the Yinguan sword cultivator, During those years at the Summer Palace, I read a lot of secret records, most of which were readable. I found that many of them were confusing accounts with no beginning or end, because Xiao Min was too careless, and there were many comments on the files, which were more like her toys. Noise. The two Sword Immortals who rebelled together, Luo Shan and Zhu An, are really in charge, but they can only be regarded as abiding by their duties and doing a good job, but we cannot say how well the two Sword Immortals did."

Lin Junbi laughed at himself: "I am the same as you. At first, I thought that any gentleman from the Confucian side could do better than Xiao Xun, such as the gentleman Wang Zai who was the war supervisor at the time, and of course me, Lin Junbi. "

Fan Qingrun asked doubtfully: "Then you still let her be a hidden official for so many years? No one has any objections? Is it because even the swordsman with ideas can't defeat Xiao Xun? So you just shut up?"

Fan Qingrun was not stupid enough to think that the sword cultivators on the Great Wall of Sword Qi were all fools.

Besides, not far away, sat A Liang, Zuo Zuo, Qi Tingji and Lu Zhi. It is better to be cautious when speaking, especially Mr. Zuo, who was born in the lineage of literary saints, Zuo Dajianxian, whose temper is known to the world.

Lin Junbi shook his head: "From the boss sword immortal, to the old sword immortals like Dong Sangen and Chen Xi, to all the sword cultivators, almost everyone in the Sword Qi Great Wall, even from the new Yin official lineage Yin Guan, Chou Miao, and Later, I felt that aside from the rebellion, Xiao Xun was the most suitable candidate for the Great Wall of Sword Qi when he was a hidden official, and I didn’t think twice.”

Lin Junbi raised the wine bowl and said, "Test you, what is the foundation for the Great Wall of Sword Qi to stand for thousands of years?"

Zhao Yaoguang smiled and said: "In addition to swordsmanship like clouds, what else can it be?"

Fan Qingrun said: "Not greedy for money, not afraid of death?"

Lin Junbi smiled and said: "This question was asked to me by Master Yin Guan back then. I just copied it and asked it to you. If you are sword cultivators from the Yin Guan lineage, haha, just wait, Master Yin Guan will start from a sword." There are flying swords in the big basket."

There was a saying once circulated in the Great Wall of Sword Qi that the young Yin official had a lot of weird words, and they didn't even have the same name.

Lin Junbi's answer back then did not satisfy the young official, so Lin Junbi now directly gave Chen Ping'an's answer.

"Not Haoran."

Because a Great Wall of Sword Qi will never become a vast world.

This is Chen Pingan's answer.

Fan Qingrun slapped his knees hard with a folding fan and said, "I'm convinced."

Zhao Yaoguang picked up the wine bottle and said, "I have to take a big sip."

Lin Junbi continued to give an inside story that outsiders would never know, "In fact, if Chen Ping'an hadn't appeared, Chou Miao would still have stepped forward, and this young swordsman would be the last hidden official."

The two friends around me were destined to hear the name Chou Miao for the first time.

But if Chou Miao were in the vast world, he would be the Fengxue Temple of Aquarius Continent in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and he would be the "Sword Immortal Xu Jun" of Jinjia Continent. Chou Miao would be famous all over the world.

Lin Junbi thought to himself and said: "Chou Miao is second only to Lord Yin Guan in my heart. He is a very powerful swordsman, not in swordsmanship, but in Chou Miao's strategizing to control the overall situation."

The summer palace used to be a particularly peaceful place. There would be quarrels, angry glares, throwing chairs and overturning tables, but in the end, friends became better friends, and those who were not friends became friends.

Lin Junbi put his hands on his sleeves, bent down slightly, and looked into the distance with squinted eyes, "In those years, when we were in the summer palace, when we occasionally had free time, Lord Yin Guan would review the story with us."

"for example?"

"For example, if the Great Wall of Sword Qi is slightly expanded and more monks from the three religions and various schools of thought are put in, what will happen to the Great Wall of Sword Qi within a hundred years, within five hundred years, and within a thousand years? Guess what will happen to this rematch? What’s the opening line of the game?”

Lin Junbi asked and answered himself. Anyway, the two friends around him would definitely not guess, "It was a little girl who said something very rude. She said that even if they could get in, they wouldn't be able to stay, and they would be chopped half to death by us." , I have the nerve to come, but I don’t have the ability to stay, so I laugh and laugh, it’s so miserable.”

Lin Junbi took out his sleeve with one hand, pointed at himself, and said with a bright smile: "When I first arrived at the Jianqi Great Wall, according to local customs, I had to pass three levels, so I almost got out. Let me tell you again that I am not afraid of making my family scandal public. Things are getting better. Back then, Ku Xia Sword Immortal was badly beaten by us stupid people. Sword Immortal Sun Juyuan, have you heard of him? At the beginning, he had a smile on our face, but later, when he saw us, he started to see us. A two-legged excrement bucket that can only walk sprays excrement when it opens its mouth. Don't blame others for their sharp noses, blame the smell of excrement and urine... You guessed it right, it is a metaphor that Lord Yin Guan picked up from the basket. "

You have never been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so you will never know what it feels like to be looked at from all directions.

But Lin Junbi held back this sentence and did not say it.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi is still there, but the sword cultivators are no longer there, either dead in battle or migrating. Therefore, all the Qi practitioners in the world have no chance to visit the Great Wall of Sword Qi anymore.

Lin Junbi smiled and asked, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Fan Qingrun and Zhao Yaoguang looked at each other, feeling insulted by Lin Junbi, a bastard.

He is young, has good chess skills, is quick to break through situations, has a bright mind, is handsome, became famous at a young age, and has flawless beauty... can he bully others like this?

Lin Junbi kept drinking. The bowl was small, but he drank it quickly. This is already the second bottle of wine.

"If we want to win this next battle, there is actually one thing that is very crucial. It only needs two words, 'accident'. We need to give the Barbarian World enough surprises. Otherwise, it will be very troublesome. We don't want to think that the Barbarian World If we lose the battle, our vitality will be severely damaged, and even the great monster on the throne will lose most of it. If we retreat after defeat, there will be only a bunch of chickens and dogs left. We must firmly believe in one thing, there are heroes in the wild world, and they can also fight against the overwhelming force. Under the impact, stand up and turn the tide."

Anyway, after drinking, outside the gate of the Confucian Temple, and surrounded by like-minded friends, Lin Junbi was willing to say a few words that made no sense.

He is still young, and he is drinking a pot of Mute Lake wine. In addition to being a swordsman, he is also a scholar. Behind him is a Confucian Temple.

So he wanted to take advantage of a little drunkenness, before he was in a high position, without so many rules and weighing the pros and cons, to say something that he might not be willing to say more in the future.

"Why were the three continents of the Middle-earth Divine Continent, Aai Ai Continent, and Liu Xia Continent, able to quickly transform the heritage of various countries and mountains into combat power in the later stages of the previous war? For the first time, they were able to fully display their awe-inspiring power in a true sense. The geographical advantage of rich materials in the world? Is it because of the lessons learned from Tongye, Fuyao and Jinjia Three Continents? We are frightened. Even just looking at it from a distance makes our hearts hurt. No one dares to say that we can stay out of it, but people's hearts are united. Woke up."

"We can do it, and the same can be done in the wild world. In fact, the Qi Practitioners on Haoran's side have not learned much about the real ferocity of the big demon over there in fighting for their lives. There are still too few stalemate wars. Except for Aquarius Continent, we It seems that only the war in the middle of Jinjiazhou can be used as a reference. How can this be done? So when I enter the Confucian Temple, I will directly ask Song Changjing whether the Song family of Dali has secretly collected a series of horse pictures of the long river of time. If not I wish to give it away for free, so I suggested to the three leaders of the Confucian Temple that the Confucian Temple must spend money to buy it. If the Song family of Dali refuses to sell it and feels that the price is too low, they must speak loudly and dare to sit on the ground and raise the price. Let Song Changjing leave the Confucian Temple..."

Jing Sheng Xiping glanced at Lin Junbi's back and nodded gently. He was indeed a young man who had spent several years in a summer palace.

The young man was a little drunk.

Lin Junbi was in high spirits. He was no longer a boy but still a young swordsman. He drank bowls of wine, his face was reddish and his eyes were shining, and he said: "I don't admire A Liang, and I don't admire you either, but I admire Chen Ping'an. I admire Chou Miao."

I only said this because A Liang and Zuo Zuo were by my side.

Their swordsmanship is superb, their military achievements are brilliant, and they can win over the world, but they may not be able, or may not be willing, to make up for the deficiencies in the sky bit by bit.

You are too lonely.

A Liang is so cool.

A Liang smiled.

The left and right faces are expressionless.

A Liang suddenly became interested in drinking.

On the street of the Jianqi Great Wall, there was a sword cultivator who saw Dong Sangen on the road and just called him by his name. At worst, he would be slapped away.

In the vast world, after seeing the old gods such as Yu Xuan and the Great Heavenly Master Zhao Tianlai, countless young people, juniors, even old people and mountain monks will feel uneasy, tremble, admire, awe, and understand. If you are flattery, you will be jealous.

A Liang suddenly remembered that this guy Lin Junbi was, to be precise, a Confucian scholar from the Yasheng lineage, right?

Lin Junbi burped from wine, his face flushed, and he started to get tongue-tied, "I'm probably in trouble, so I have to lie down and sleep for a while. You go back inside to discuss things first, and don't worry about me. Let me squint for a while. After half an hour, If I haven’t woken up yet, one of you can wake me up again.”

He started to lift the wine bowl again, since he had made up his mind not to go, so he could drink a few more bowls.

The world is huge, and the discussion inside the gate is as good as that of a small soldier in the Confucian Temple.

He fell drunk on the steps of the Confucian Temple and fell asleep, snoring like thunder. This kind of opportunity probably only comes once in this life, so you should cherish it.

Zhao Yaoguang laughed with Fan Qingrun from his heart and said: "Brother Huanong, you go back inside first. I'll just stay here with Jun Bi. It's okay to fall asleep on the ground. You must not go crazy with alcohol. This kid has too many words in his stomach." , but we can’t let him finish it all at once. Otherwise, the three of us will get together to drink again in the future, and we won’t be able to see such a fun scene. "

Fan Qingrun stood up and left with a smile.

Lin Junbi kept belching from wine. He lowered his head and stared at the wine bowl in his hand. No wonder the wine shop sold well. Drinking in such a small bowl was so heroic. "I'll do it as you please." In fact, it didn't take much to finish the bowl of wine. Drinking capacity is not a matter of swordsmanship. Everyone can be heroic after drinking the same bowl. Naturally, the more he drinks, the more heroic he becomes.

According to the rules of that wine shop, you can lose when asking for swords, but you can't be cowardly when asking about wine.

If you lose when asking for a sword, it is because our swordsmanship is not very good at the moment. But if you ask someone for a drink at the wine table, it means there is a problem with your character. There is no other excuse. That is, you will be a bachelor all your life, drinking again and again and borrowing money from others. Life.

I heard that in the end, there was an old swordsman who gathered the heads of hundreds of schools and successfully compiled a booklet, thirty-six tips on how to persuade people to drink without stopping. Every time before going to a wine shop to drink, everyone They were confident and sure of winning, but they all got together under the table and called each other brothers. After all, the gamblers, drunkards and bachelors who went there to drink were just a thin book that cost a few cents. Who hadn't read it and who hadn't turned it over?

When I sit down at the wine table, I am invincible.

When I sober up, I will be carried by my friends on the way home, or we will lie under the table together, or nestle in the corner on the roadside. I feel that I should never drink again in this life. It is nothing to spend money, hurt my body, suffer shame, etc. mean.

As a result, after the drunkenness wore off, all I needed to do was make eye contact with my friend.

"Walk?"

"good!"

It's like the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It's like this at the wine shop, it's like this on the battlefield, and it's like this in life.

Lin Junbi took another swig of wine, then held back and squirted out again. As a result, he leaned back and fell asleep.

Lu Zhi drank the wine, put the wine bottle in his sleeve, returned to the Confucian Temple to discuss the matter, and just listened.

Qi Tingji followed Lu Zhi back to his seat.

A Liang moved his seat and went to sit with Lin Junbi and Zhao Yaoguang for a while. He had a serious discussion with the Little Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain and decided that a 50-50 split would definitely not work out.

Before returning to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, A Liang must have visited the Tianshi Mansion. It seems that he has not been to Longhu Mountain yet. Have you been there? no. I have never seen Miss Lianzhen, how could I have been to Longhu Mountain? That means you haven’t been there yet.

The left and right people were still sitting in the same place, alone, going out to drink, but no one took the initiative to come over, not even a casual conversation or hello.

About this.

His swordsmanship is too high and his temper is too bad.

Jingsheng Xiping, who was standing at the door, suddenly laughed and said: "On the left and right, your little junior brother is beating Jiang Longxiang."

The left and right just asked: "Is there an Ascension Realm over there, do you want to reason with my little junior brother? Even if you don't get close, you can hide in the Ascension Realm in the distance and use your palms to view the mountains and rivers."

Jingsheng Xiping nodded and said: "There are two Ascension Realm people who are somewhat disapproving of your junior brother's actions."

After spending a long time with the old scholar in Daodelin, it was inevitable that I would pick up some bad habits.

Anyway, they are in the Ascension Realm, similar to Nan Guangzhao, who is not qualified to participate in the Confucian Temple’s discussions.

A gentleman from Nan Po Suazhou secretly laughed at him, saying that Chen Chun'an died at the wrong time and was not smart enough. One of them had been chopped down by Zhou Shenzhi, so he quietly walked through the landscape cave without saying anything. At the battlefield site, the old monk smiled very reservedly.

In fact, the Confucian Temple is not ignorant of many things. Instead, it gave too much freedom to the monks on the mountain. The Confucian Temple was too particular about asking questions without caring about the heart.

Therefore, in the previous discussion at the top of Suishan Mountain, there were only a handful of people participating in the meeting, including the Holy Master, the Li Sheng, the Lesser Sage, and the old scholar, plus the scripture students transformed from the book in the hands of the Holy Master. Xiping.

Regarding this matter, Li Sheng personally admitted one thing to the Holy Master at that time: I was too rigid in the past and only looked at the people on the top of the mountain from the perspective of the people at the bottom of the mountain. I was wrong.

Look at the scholar who bowed and admitted his mistake.

Jingsheng Xiping was at the top of Suishan Mountain, and he was actually very sad.

Then Yasheng admitted his mistakes in other matters, and the old scholar also admitted his mistakes. It seemed that everyone made mistakes.

So at this moment, Jingsheng Xiping said to those around him: "Just take action and I will clean up the mess."

Zuo Zuo said: "Give me an exact location. There are too many restrictions in the Confucian Temple, so I'm too lazy to find it."

Jing Sheng Xiping waved his sleeves, and two rays of light flashed away, helping to lead the way.

Two old monks in the Ascension Realm, one of whom was in Panshui County, surrounded by stars, were chatting and laughing happily. One is in Yingying Island, behind closed doors, discussing with friends on the mountain how to make money and establish a sect in Tongye Island, each getting what he needs and helping each other.

If they participated in the Confucian Temple meeting today and knew how the five academy chiefs left the Confucian Temple gate, they would definitely be much more cautious in what they said and did, and would be careful about what they said.

He stood up, took off his sword, and opened it suddenly. The scabbard and sword were divided into two, one left and one right, and went to Panshui County and Parrot Island respectively.

Dilemma, which one to cut first.