Sword of Coming

As the ferry boat approached Yingwu Island, Chen Pingan turned his head to look at the tender Taoist who was spattering with Liu Chicheng, and asked, "I heard that senior is familiar with Jincuicheng?"

Jincui City's magic robe refining technique is superb and exquisite, and it is famous in the wild, otherwise the black dragon robe that the great demon on the throne is looking up to, would not have used Jincui City's unique secret method of dividing yin and yang by waterways.

Caique Mansion relied on a piece of Jincuicheng magic robe that Chen Pingan succeeded and handed over by Mi Yu. It made a lot of money and helped Caique Mansion, which was originally located in a corner, show signs of becoming a first-class fairy mansion in Luzhou, Beiju. In the Dali Dynasty alone, thousands of robes were custom-made with the Caique Mansion through the matchmaking of Wei Shanjun in Piyun Mountain. , and now they all have the nickname of weaving lady. Anyway, sewing and refining robes is the practice of Qi practitioners in Caique Mansion.

Luopo Mountain also shared the account with the Caique Mansion through the established drawing, and every five years, a large sum of Guyu money would be pocketed, recorded by Wei Wenlong, and collected into the treasury.

Caique Mansion is in charge of Lv Wuyu. Every time she goes to the Niujiaoshan Ferry to send money, she walks tremblingly along the way, for fear of encountering those robbers who are monks from the upper five realms and boarding the cross-continental ferry of Pimazong. In the end, it was better, only talking about the landscape journey from Caique Mansion to Bone Beach, she was going to be particularly worried, because there was only one "Golden Danjian Xiu Yumi" by her side, who escorted her to the Bone Beach ferry several times, Wu Yu would ask repeatedly, do you really need the help of Pi Mazong monks to help drive? You Luopo Mountain have a good relationship with the Pi Ma Sect anyway, so it's not too much to hire someone to go to the Caique Mansion just to be safe, right? But Mi Yu said what to do with the unjust money, and squander the incense and love between the master of the mountain and the Pima sect, because he is here.

Wu Yu couldn't help but ask that man whose appearance was in the upper five realms but only in the golden core realm, if he really wanted to steal money halfway, whose fault was it?

Mi Yu replied with a smile, if I really want to lose the money, it will be mine.

When a good-looking man speaks big words, even if people don't like him, he can't hate him.

Wu Yu was helpless, the money belonged to Luopishan, and Luopishan herself didn't care, so why should she worry?

Fortunately, she sent money to Luobashan several times without any accidents. After all, the ferry of Pimazong and the Piyun Mountain of Dali Beiyue are all amulets.

As for the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the middle-five-level Milan waist, the upper-five-level Mixiuhua, the stories of mountains and rivers far away in the sky, and the man next to me, surnamed Yu and named Mi, who came from Luopo Mountain, the two are eight poles. No relationship.

Chen Pingan knew very well that the magic robe that has become the biggest treasure-pot of Caique Mansion and the biggest fortune from Luoposhan at the moment is like Chenglujia, the lowest rank in Bingjiajiamaru, and it can go up even further. How to make a step forward, naturally, is to search for ancestors with Jincui City in the wild world, and make a further step forward in the refining skills.

It's just that the monks of Jincui City have never crossed the Great Wall of Sword Qi to go to Haoran. On the pamphlet that was handed over to the Dali Dynasty, Chen Pingan reminded Dali that it is necessary to capture the magic robes produced by Jincui City on the battlefield. The more the better, the more spell restrictions must be dismantled. It is best to catch a few monks from Jincui City, the higher the realm, the better.

Taoist Nen, as if he was facing a formidable enemy, quickly denied it: "I'm not familiar with each other. I haven't had any contact with each other for hundreds of thousands of years. How can we be familiar with each other?" In the celebration of the Immortals before, Yang Zhi's wife went to watch the ceremony in person, did the official Yin hear that Tao Ting appeared to congratulate him? Nothing."

Chen Pingan nodded with a smile and said: "So that's the case. The secret file at the Summer Palace is not written like this, but I probably read it wrong. I will look through it carefully later to see if I misunderstood senior."

Taoist Nun had an aggrieved expression of not eating hot shit.

The heroic arrogance earned by Nanguang in Ascension Realm was given back to this black-hearted hermit.

Taoist Nen quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and asked tentatively: "Is there any enmity between the hermit official and Jincui City? Jincui City doesn't have any monks to disturb Haoran."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "There is no enmity between public and private. The younger generation is only fascinated by the refining of the robes of Jincui City."

In fact, on the chariot that traveled northward to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, a group of female cultivators from the demon race, Yingying and Yanyan, included the younger generation of the family from Da Yaoguan Lane and a female cultivator from Jincui City, because her body That robe is very eye-catching.

Daoist Nen suddenly said: "That's right, I heard that officials Yin wear more clothes every time they go to the battlefield."

Chen Ping hesitated for a moment, and said in his heart: "If the senior can come up with enough Jincui City refining secrets, I can give half of the account."

Taoist Nen raised his hand and wiped his mouth, Mr. Yinguan is really a joke teller, I was almost laughed out of my teeth.

The key is that there is only half of the dividends, you kid, do you think you are sending a beggar? Fifty percent is about the same.

Chen Pingan continued: "In the Confucian Temple, in addition to mass-refining and casting some military armor pills, there may be three to five standard robes, because it is still a volume, and the rank does not need to be too high. Similar to the clothing workshop of the Sword Qi Great Wall in the early years, there is a Caique mansion in Luzhou, Beiju, and there is a chance to occupy one of them. Fellow Daoist Nen, I know you are not short of money, but the money in the world is clean and long-lasting Most valuable, I believe in this truth, seniors understand better than me, not to mention that in the Confucian Temple, earning money with this is still a small merit, even if the seniors are glorious, without that merit, most of them will be favored by the Confucian Temple. "

Of course, Wilderness Taoting is not short of money, they are all at the peak of the Ascension Realm, and there is no shortage of realm cultivation, so what does "Hao Rannen Daoist" lack now? It is nothing more than a lack of peace of mind in Haoran Tianxia.

Afraid of coming and going, in the final analysis, Taoting was still afraid that he would be treated as a different kind at the Confucian Temple, and he would not be welcomed. There were many things that could be wrong and right, and the Confucian Temple would favor Great Brother Haoran.

So at the moment, the young hermit is tantamount to helping Taoist Nen pave a winding road to invite incense. Going a long way is more sincere, and the new year is easier to pass.

Nen Taoist looked solemn, and said slowly in his heart: "The Jincui City is a place that does not compete with the world. Nonsense, otherwise she wouldn't have taken the Taoist title of 'Wuhua Scribe', there must be detailed records in the Summer Palace, so, Mr. Yinguan, is it possible?"

The words were vague.

Chen Pingan knew it well, and said with a smile: "It's not easy to promise anything now, or I don't think I'm sincere, let alone senior. But senior helped Jincui City to find an extra way out. If something happens, the city lord Yuanhu will be unable to leave." It is her own choice to take this path, and seniors are already very kind and nostalgic."

Taoist Nen thought for a while and said, "I have to tell Li Huai's master later, the matter is too big, and I don't dare to make up my own mind."

In fact, to be blunt, the old blind man rarely listens to these sesame mung bean-sized things? However, Tao Ting felt that the chat between the two parties had been led by the nose by the young hermit, which was too embarrassing.

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Senior is old, and the way of life is mature and prudent."

Taoist Nen remembered something, and asked cautiously: "My lord, I sneaked out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains back then to congratulate the little lady and aunt in Yuanhu Lake. How did I find out at the Summer Palace? I remember my trip Go out, be extremely careful, you shouldn't be noticed."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I haven't written it, I'm talking nonsense."

In the secret record of the archives of the Summer Palace, it only mentions that the peach pavilion on the 100,000-mountain mountain has a good relationship with Yuanhu Lake in Jincui City, and there is a comment on it by the hermit official Xiao Yun of the previous generation, with crooked handwriting: no doubt about the concubine.

The tender Taoist smiled awkwardly.

Believe it or not? It doesn't seem to be good.

Chen Pingan was silent for a moment, and said puzzledly: "Senior, don't you have any doubts about the half of the income? In fact, the junior really hopes that the senior can ask for 10%."

As soon as Taoist Nen was about to speak, Chen Pingan already said with a sincere expression: "I never thought that the senior is so generous and upright, but he didn't mention it at all. The younger generation admires it. This kind of demeanor on the top of the mountain is rare."

What else can Taoist Nun do, he can only smile while stroking his beard, cursing his mother in his heart.

Just thinking about it, Taoist Nen felt that he was not losing money, and had made a lot of money. Of course, the young man beside him would only make more money.

Taoist Nen held back for a long time, and said in his heart, "Doing business with Yin Guan is really refreshing."

Chen Ping shook his head and said with a smile: "The junior is far inferior to the senior, because the senior is not a businessman at all, so he can be calm and relaxed when he is in the world."

This is true.

Daoist Nen is really refreshed now.

The ferry boat arranged by the Confucian Temple went slowly and couldn't get up fast. Along the way, several ferries that departed for Baozhai on Yingwu Island later arrived at the ferry there earlier. They were all private ferries on the mountain. A sword fairy in green shirt with an extremely bad temper, and a "tender Taoist" with an even worse temper, have a great psychological shadow. No one wants to be the next Immortal Yun Mo or Feisheng Jing Nanguang. Maybe a meeting of eyes will block the other's eyes, and then their ferry will be hit by a sword?

There was only one private ferryboat belonging to the Qiu family in Liuxiazhou, Yuzhou, which approached instead of far away. Chen Pingan took the initiative to salute with fists in the distance from that ferryboat.

Lin Qing, who was a guest of the Qiu family, wore a blue shirt at the opposite ferryboat, raised his hand and threw something, which was the thinly carved landscape stamp, the old man laughed from his heart and said, "Welcome Sword Immortal!" It's a good time to be a guest."

Chen Pingan reached out to catch the seal, clasped his fists again, and said with a smile: "Yes, in addition to asking Mr. Lin for advice on gold and stone knowledge, and asking for a few copies of Yuxuanzhai seals with the cheek, he must eat the unparalleled Yuzhou hotpot before he agrees." Let’s go. You must spend money to buy the printed score, but if the hot pot is not worthy of its name and disappoints you, don’t expect me to pay a copper coin, maybe you won’t go to Yuzhou in the future.”

Lin Qing smiled and said, "No problem."

The two ferries left here.

Lin Qing and the Qiu brothers talked about the sword fairy wanting to eat hot pot. Qiu Shengong and Qiu Xuanji, the handsome Qiu family in Yuzhou, smiled at each other, not to mention their hometown Yuzhou, hotpot is the most attractive.

Qiu Shengong asked: "Mr. Lin, is this unknown sword fairy deliberately using this Yuzhou hot pot to get close to us, or is he really a glutton?"

Lin Qing smiled and said: "Such a sword fairy who doesn't even pay attention to Yunmo, does he need to deliberately establish a relationship with the Qiu family in Yuzhou? Don't forget that the backer of the Jiuzhen Immortal Hall is Zhuolu who is discussing matters in the Confucian Temple Song Zi, do you think he is polite?"

Qiu Xuanji smiled and said: "That's good, the old master is right, most of the foreigners who like our Yuzhou hot pot are not bad, and they are worth making friends with."

Chen Ping looked at the old Kengtianhuang seal with excellent workmanship, and it was very heavy to buy. For the mountain masters and literati who like this thing, one or two Tianhuang is one or two grains of money, and there is no market for it.

Seal: In the west of the golden sky, where the sun has disappeared, the immortals are drunk, coming from the moon cave, flying swords like rainbows, touching the Nanchen with their feet to open the earth's veins, turning over the Beidou and shining at the Tianmen with their palms. Base model: Zeng Jian Qing Shi.

Chen Pingan fell in love at first sight and immediately felt that the seal in his hand became heavier.

When the ferry docked at the Parrot Island Ferry, someone had been waiting there for a long time. They were a group of young boys and girls, all of whom carried swords on their backs. They were some of the eighteen swordsmen of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect.

After Chen Pingan and his party disembarked, one of the girls plucked up the courage to walk out of the team alone and block the road.

As a guest of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, the blushing lady pretended not to recognize this young girl with excellent sword training qualifications. In the sect, she was the most courageous, and she was the most fearless in talking to her master Qi Tingji. Lu Zhi had high hopes for this little girl.

Chen Pingan stopped and asked, "Who are you?"

The girl blushed slightly, "I am a disciple of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, and my name is Wu Manyan."

Chen Pingan nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. Then?

He waited patiently.

The girl blushed instantly, fearing that the hidden official of the Great Sword Qi Wall, Mr. Chen in her heart, might misunderstand her name, and quickly added: "It's the Yan of flowers blooming, the beautiful and ugly Yan of Yan."

Chen Pingan could only continue to nod. He still recognized this word.

She regretted it as soon as she said it. The most embarrassing opening statement in the world, she did it? Why have you forgotten that previous draft? Why can't I remember a word?

Seeing that the girl neither spoke nor gave way, Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "Do you have a problem with me?"

The girl's forehead was covered with sweat. She shook her head vigorously, "No!"

She just wouldn't move.

In fact, walking here, just a few steps, exhausted all the courage of the girl. Even though she was constantly telling herself to get out of the way quickly and not to delay Lord Yin Guan from doing his business, she found that she could not walk at all. ah. The little girl's mind went blank, and she felt that her life was over, and she would definitely be regarded by Lord Yin Guan as someone who didn't know the importance, didn't understand etiquette at all, and was ugly. From now on, she would just stay in the sect and practice swordsmanship. For decades and hundreds of years, hide in the mountains and never go out. Her life is meaningless except for practicing swordsmanship.

Chen Ping'an didn't show the slightest hint of impatience, he just chuckled and said, "Practice your sword well."

Wu Manyan finally came back to her senses, the smile on her face was uglier than crying, she sniffled, turned sideways to make way, lowered her head and murmured: "Okay."

In fact, Chen Pingan was also very embarrassed, so he bit the bullet and said something more to the little girl, "I can ask you, Mr. Lu, more questions about swordsmanship in the future."

Wu Manyan raised her head slightly, but still didn't dare to look at that smiling face, so she hummed.

Madam Fengyan sighed in her heart, what a silly girl. At this moment, this young girl seemed to fly over like a cloud, staying on her face, her pretty face was like the morning glow.

Fortunately, a young man helped to rescue the siege and said to the young Yin Guan: "My name is He Qiu Sheng. After I reach the upper five realms, I will have a sword fight with Yin Guan!"

Chen Ping turned his head to look at the energetic young man with a sword on his back, nodded and smiled, "Yes."

It seems that my relationship with the younger generation is also good.

After the two groups separated.

Wu Manyan wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked the young man, "What did you say to Mr. Chen just now?"

He Qiusheng said: "The two parties have made an appointment. When I become a Jade Realm, I will have a sword question."

Wu Manyan asked suspiciously: "When you wander into the fifth realm, Mr. Chen shouldn't be in the fourteenth realm? What else are you fighting, what sword?"

The young man said sadly: "Senior sister!"

Senior sister, you can't bully others just because I like you.

Wu Manyan tossed her head, her ponytail swayed slightly, she looked at the back of the green shirt, and suddenly felt that practicing swords on the mountain was very interesting.

Before reaching the Baozhai on Yingwu Island, Chen Pingan stopped and turned his head, looking at the high place in the distance, the two sword lights spread out, each going to one place.

One of the sword lights is the parrot island at the foot?

Chen Ping'an was a little puzzled, why did the senior brothers draw swords? Who is he asking the sword with, and it seems that there are two of them? One is Parrot Island, and the other is Panshui County.

Chen Pingan saw the sword light brought by the scabbard with his own eyes, and it landed not far away.

As for ordinary monks, they are not advanced enough and have already instinctively closed their eyes, or simply turned their heads to avoid it, not daring to look at the bright sword light.

There is not much out of the ordinary about Parrot Island, except that the river water around the island suddenly became shallower, making the originally small Parrot Island seem to be revealed, with many of the mountain roots and earth veins exposed.

All the monks who had just arrived from Yuanyangzhu were complaining, what on earth was going on today, were they fighting wherever they went?

Taoist Nen patted the shoulder of his friend beside him, "Fellow Taoist Liu, thank you for your blessing."

Wherever Master Liu Pavilion goes, there will be trouble.

Liu Chicheng smiled and said, "It's easy to talk about."

In a mansion on Parrot Island, Feng Xuetao, a great monk in the Ascension Realm with the Taoist name Qingmi, was discussing matters with several friends on the mountain. The so-called friends are actually just like the big dog-legger next to Nan Guangzhao. They can talk and know each other interestingly. They discuss together how to spread their branches in Tongyezhou. When speaking, except for the Liu family of Aaiaizhou, they need to be courteous. A few points, and the other Jade Guizong is not worth mentioning.

Over in Panshui County, Jing Hao, the Liuxiazhou great monk, the leader of a sect with the Taoist name Qinggong Taibao, is in a similar situation, but he has more helpers around him than Feng Xuetao, who was born as a wild cultivator. They were chatting and laughing with the Jing Lao Sect Leader who was sitting on the main seat. Previously, everyone was very disapproving of the Yuanyangzhu who looked at the mountains and rivers, and the sword cultivator who was the leader of the four difficult ghosts on the mountain. Some people said that he was just a guy. I only dare to fight with Yun Jiao. If I dare to come here, I won't even be able to get in.

An unsheathed long sword broke through the landscape restrictions of the house and hung in the courtyard. The tip of the sword pointed at the heroes on the mountain inside the house.

Jing Hao stopped holding the wine glass in her hand and squinted at the long sword outside the room. She looked at him. Who was this unruly swordsman?

Someone in the room started to stand up and yell, and came to the door, "Which bastard, dare to disturb Mr. Jing's drinking pleasure?!"

A figure floated in the courtyard, stretched out his hand to gently hold the sword, and said calmly: "Left and right."

The person at the door seemed to be strangled by someone, his face was pale and colorless, and he couldn't speak a word.

Said left and right: "I'm looking for Jinghao. The idlers are waiting, you can leave."

Glancing left and right at the one at the door, "You can stay."

The man was in a dilemma, and wanted to say something to this Zuo Dajianxian, don't be like this, in fact, I can go, the first to go.

Everyone here, even if they haven't met Zuo Zuo, must have heard of Zuo Zuo's name.

The man outside the house is known as the most powerful swordsman, and is recognized as the worst-tempered scholar of Confucianism, neither of which.

Jing Hao stood up, twisted the wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zuo, since we didn't know you before, you're not here to drink. But if you are here to talk to me, Jing Hao, about swordsmanship, that doesn't seem to be the case, right?"

Left and right said: "After the sword questioning, you have the final say whether I should drink or ask the sword."

Too lazy to continue nonsense.

He took a step forward left and right, waved the sword casually, and handed out the first sword with the Qinggong Taibao, who was known as "the eighty way of magic".

The man at the door and everyone in the house used their special escape techniques one after another, and fled frantically from both sides of this place of right and wrong. They had all kinds of magical powers, which made them dizzy for a while.

But only the person at the door suddenly hovered at the top of the wall, because the surroundings were like a cage, full of sword energy, creating a dense world.

After handing out a sword left and right, without turning his head, he said to the man, "Don't admit your mistake before leaving?"

The man immediately bowed his head and said, "I was wrong!"

In an instant, the Jade Pu Realm monk was trapped by the sword energy and fell heavily on a roof hundreds of feet away from Panshui County. Fortunately, only his robes were in pieces. After the man stood up, he still held his fists in the distance to express his thanks. It took some time to escape.

Jing Hao threw out the wine glass in his hand, and the wine glass suddenly transformed into a miniature mountain. The wine in the glass turned into a long green river, like a belt surrounding the mountain. At the same time, between him and the left and right, a small world of hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers appeared. .

When you raise your hand, you can see the great avenue of the world in your sleeves.

However, they were all chopped open by a sword, and the sword energy arrived in a blink of an eye for a hundred miles.

Jinghao stretched out her two fingers together, and twisted an unusual blue talisman.

After the slender sword energy was dispelled, the priceless talisman in the hands of the Qing Palace Taibao was also dissipated by the remnants of the sword energy and burned out quickly. The small talisman actually looked as bright as a galaxy.

It's just that I don't know how many swordsmanship has been used by this casual sword?

Holding swords on the left and right, stepping across the threshold, he reminded: "Get up and sit on the world."

Jing Hao had no choice but to create several interlocking small worlds, as if he was following orders.

A moment later, the famous Qinggong Taibao was sitting in his own world, and he used all eighty magic methods, but the people around him just handed out a sword every time, or broke through the brambles with one magic method, or several.

As for Jinghao's endless spells, even if he is lucky enough to slip through the net under the sword light, he cannot get close to him at all. If he gets even slightly closer to the person, he will collapse on his own.

In the end, Zuo Zuo seemed to have said to his junior brother, there is nothing complicated about fighting, just throw out one more sword.

Really, he just held out one more sword, walked out of the house with the sword, and left in the wind. He stopped an Ascension Realm monk in the sky who ran away when he saw the opportunity, and asked: "Where are you going?" Do you want a ride?"

Feng Xuetao did not stop, and became faster and faster than thunder, saying loudly: "I dare not trouble you, Mr. Zuo."

On the left and right, he happened to be on par with the real body of the great monk named Qingmi, and said: "I can help you."