Sword of Coming

A far-traveling sword cultivator from the Great Wall of Sword Qi?

Wei Jingcui was suspicious. Didn't it mean that all the surviving sword cultivators on the Sword Qi Great Wall fled to the fifth world following a city?

Cui Gongzhuang, who is a martial artist in the ninth level, has made up his mind to just sit back and watch. If he throws even half a punch, he will lose and he will die.

His thoughts were much simpler than Wei Jingcui's. He only believed in one thing. Sword cultivators in the world would never make fun of the Great Sword Qi Wall, not to mention that there was a current master of the Taihui Sword Sect standing next to him.

Although Beiju Luzhou likes to compete with other people's ancestral halls at every turn, in fact, asking for a sword is never a trivial matter, especially this kind of resentment on the mountain where the two sects are completely at odds.

For the title of Chief Guest Minister, Cui Gongzhuang did not need to risk his martial arts future, wealth and life.

If Liu Jinglong just handed the sword to Suo Yunzong from a distance, asked for the sword and left, climbing the mountain with him all the way to Yangyun Peak and admitting his identity would be a day and a day.

Chen Ping'an turned to look at Yang Que, and asked with a heartfelt smile: "How do you know I'm not easy to mess with? Do you have to ask for the basics before you decide whether to take action?"

During this climb, Chen Ping'an felt that he had to give up. Yang indeed had no reason to look at him so highly.

Yang Que bowed his hands in salute, and then replied in his heart: "There is a sword cultivator friend from my hometown, whom I met in the martial arts in the early years. He has never been a guest of Suoyun Sect, but has some personal friendship with me. After he returned home from the Great Wall of Sword Qi , several people mentioned it to me, and they expressed great admiration in their words."

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "What's your last name? What mountain do you come from? Sect Leader Yang might as well tell me. Maybe I know him."

The sword cultivators from Luzhou in Beiju rushed to the Great Sword Qi Wall. Although there were many people with complicated origins, including genealogies and wild cultivators, Chen Ping'an really remembered their names.

Yang Que apologized: "I won't say his name. My friend has his own unspeakable secrets."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Why, did your sword cultivator friend go to Sun Juyuan's mansion for a drink, or did he go to Yan'e Lane to have tea with me?"

Yang Que was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Liquor shop, seal, gambling house. No matter how many, Chen Jianxian will not test it."

Chen Ping'an held his sleeves with his hands, thought for a moment, nodded, and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "For the sake of that unknown friend of yours, you can get out of the way. The sword question today has nothing to do with you. Anyway, this Suoyun Sect, Yang Que The title of the sect leader is just a decoration, and the main reason for the grievances with the Taihui Sword Sect is that your uncle Fei Qing can't keep his mouth shut."

Yang Que seriously took a step back. Judging from his posture, he completely ignored the reputation of the sect and planned to stay out of the matter together with Cui Gongzhuang, an outsider.

Wei Jingcui, who was left alone in his own territory, couldn't help but turned around and cursed: "Yang Que! When the enemy asked for swords, you retreated without fighting, and you actually stood by and watched. You have lost all face of Suoyun Sect! How can you, Yang Que, still have the dignity to pass out incense to people in the Patriarch Hall as the sect leader, and to offer incense to the Patriarchs of all generations?!"

The Immortal Patriarch’s voice was very loud. It is estimated that all the peaks of the Ancestral Mountain heard his words tonight.

Yang Que looked indifferent and said softly: "It's better than Suoyun Sect's incense being cut off in my hands tonight. From now on, it doesn't matter whether Master Wei will take the position of the sect leader himself or give it to the pair of Luoyuefeng masters and disciples. , without a word of complaint.”

Chen Ping'an put his hands in his sleeves and shook his head, "Don't make any noise, and quickly get out of the way. After we leave, you will have a lot of time to chat while you are repairing the ancestral hall all night. Are you cleaning up the family for the elders, or bullying for the younger generations?" If the master destroys the ancestors, I will follow you."

Then he glared at the ninth-level martial artist, "You are young and have no martial virtues. You are a martial arts practitioner. You are arrogant, impatient, and can't hold your breath. How can you do it? Among the three of them, I dislike you the most. I’ll tie you up with rocks later and sink you into water to plant flowers.”

Cui Gongzhuang's scalp went numb when he heard this. He immediately gathered his voices and apologized to the sword immortal in secret: "Chen Jianxian, please calm down. It was Cui Gongzhuang who was clumsy and was hurt by Shi Laozi's status as a guest. I accidentally offended the senior swordsman." , Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped. As for the specific punishment, Senior Sword Immortal can only say what he wants, but Cui Gongzhuang will not say anything, let alone complain."

As a martial artist of the Nine Realms, he could not defeat this color-constant Detao swordsman in terms of his special skills, so he had to wear the Saburo Temple Lingbao Armor and the Military Master's Golden Crow Armor.

Cui Gongzhuang even doubted whether the "young" swordsman in front of him was the old swordsman Qi Tingji who founded the sect in Nanbosu Continent.

However, after hearing that Qi Tingji was handsome and handsome, Cui Gongzhuang was a little unsure about the appearance of the person in front of him. But what if the old swordsman was hiding his face and had some tricks to deceive the Suoyun Sect monks?

Chen Ping'an sneered: "Whether it's a capital crime or a living crime, is it you who has the final say?"

Cui Gongzhuang was horrified in his heart and complained endlessly. Among the four difficult ghosts on the mountain, Sword Cultivator was the first. The most difficult ones were of course the top five sword immortals in Jianxiu.

Wei Jingcui, the old immortal, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left, saying, "Yang Que, you can't perform a single skill tonight, so you have to voluntarily give up the road and allow outsiders to damage the ancestral hall, and you want to stop me from taking action. The prestige of the Suoyun Sect was ruined,"

On the Yangyun Peak Mountain, countless golden threads were criss-crossing the net. It was difficult for the ancestor Fei Qing to control the wind. Fortunately, an immortal with great magical powers could not resist. He made a secret with his fingers, and with a flash of treasure, he used a secret technique of the sect. The body actually transformed into a palm-sized flying bird, carefully avoiding those strict golden sword lights, a snow-white bird, emasculating like lightning. At the same time, the hole with rich moonlight on the Luoyue Peak suddenly lit up, as if a fairy bridge was erected to lead the old patriarch back to the place of cultivation.

Liu Jinglong suddenly laughed and said, "Should I let you go before I finish explaining the truth?"

Between Yangyun Peak and Luoyue Peak, the golden silk sword light shredded countless bright moonlight, and the gold and silver colors complemented each other.

The snow-white flying bird that Wei Jingcui transformed into seemed to be detained in a sword-light cage with fine fences.

With an angry shout, Wei Jingcui sacrificed a golden statue and held a mountain-treasuring Moon Mirror in his hand. The mirror's light was shining brightly, like a white dragon drawing water, condensing all the moon soul in a deep pool at Luoyue Peak. The essence, wearing a "Biluo" emerald green robe of semi-immortal soldier rank, forced the cage to break, facing the two sword cultivators on Yangyun Peak, the old immortal raised his arms, and a graceful figure appeared in the treasure mirror The ascended woman, with colorful ribbons fluttering, stepping on a bright moon, looks like an ancient goddess riding the wind and the moon.

Liu Jinglong stretched out his hand, grasped a long sword that was condensed from the sword light around him, and struck out with the sword towards the mirror-holding hand of Wei Jingjing's golden body.

Chen Ping'an knew that this swordsmanship was one of the famous sword moves of the previous sect leader Han Huaizi.

Great work cuts jade.

It is most suitable for fighting between sword cultivators.

Sure enough, Wei Jingcui's golden body was not only cut off, but also the entire arm was shattered by the sword energy. The white jade fragments of the majestic golden body fell like rain, just like the white cloud quilt on Yangyun Peak. The immortal crushed it into pieces and a white snow fell.

It's just that the precious mirror and broken wrist of Feiqing Immortal are still hanging in the air, and the moonlight pours down like a waterfall, like a torrential water flowing from the Yellow River cave to the world.

Liu Jinglong shook his wrist gently, and the sword light circled, and on Yangyun Peak, strange phenomena appeared. The clouds and scales gathered like a city, the sky and the earth were bright red, the evening air in the mountains gathered into ripples, and the clouds and mist rose. The tide carries the stars away, and the sword light is dotted in the Milky Way. The sky is white and the sky and the earth are white. There are many monks of Suoyun Sect. At this moment tonight, there is no more Wei's golden body method, only the Taihui Sword Sect's sword light method. Heaven and earth.

When Yang Que saw the Bengyue Mirror appearing in the world, he felt great hatred in his heart. The mountain masters of Suoyun Sect of all generations would inherit this treasure as usual and be able to refine this mirror as their natal object. When Yang Que was promoted to Yupu, he was able to serve as the leader of the sect. His uncle Wei Jingjing used the reason that Yang Que's Jade Pure Realm was not yet stable and could not refine the heavy treasure for the time being, so as to avoid making mistakes. As a result, it was delayed again and again, and it took a full three hundred years. But in fact, who doesn't know the number " Wei Jingcui, "Fei Qing", has already regarded this sect's most precious treasure as a forbidden treasure, not allowing others to get involved, treating it as something in the pocket that is tied to his own great path? Wei Jingcui had made a good calculation. He only waited for one of his direct descendants from the peaks of the ancestral mountain to pass on and reach the Jade Pu realm. Then he would have his own means to force Yang Que to give up his talents and change the sect leader. When the time comes, he would run to the Moon Mirror. Didn't Wei Jingcui give out his left hand and take back his right hand just to go through the motions?

Chen Ping'an came to Cui Gongzhuang. Cui Gongzhuang subconsciously took a few steps. Before he could cover up his embarrassment with words, the man followed him like a shadow and came to Cui Gongzhuang. He put his fingers together and gently tapped the Nine Realm Warrior's shoulder. With such an understatement, Cui Gongzhuang's shoulders were tilted again and again, and one of his feet had already sunk deep into the ground. Cui Gongzhuang did not dare to dodge anymore, and his shoulders were in severe pain. He only heard the man praise: "Soldiers with golden black armor, I have always heard that they can't." I have seen it with my own eyes. As a sword cultivator, it takes money to make swords. I am short of money and have never had the time to spend a lot of money. I probably wouldn’t be able to afford it even if I saw it."

Sweat dripped from Cui Gongzhuang's forehead, and he endured the pain of his shoulder being almost broken, and said in a trembling voice: "If Chen Jianxian likes it, I am willing to give it to my senior as a meeting gift."

Chen Pingan complained: "Send it away? I can't. It's just a loan. A gentleman doesn't take away what others like, he just lends it to me for a few days to appreciate, and I will return it to you later."

Cui Gongzhuang smiled awkwardly, thinking that it would be best for us not to meet again in the future. In order to save money and eliminate disaster, I will use a soldier's armor pill to send away this plague god.

Cui Gongzhuang still understands the rules of the world. How the military armor he wore tonight was the same as how he got it in the first place.

So Cui Gongzhuang had a determined look on his face and showed no signs of distress. The shining golden crow armor instantly condensed into an armor pill. He bent down, lowered his head, offered it with both hands, and handed it to Chen Jianxian.

Chen Pingan put it in his sleeve, "If we don't fight, we won't get to know each other. We will keep in touch with each other in the future. Once we go back and forth, we will become friends."

Cui Gongzhuang smiled bitterly.

Chen Ping'an looked at him without saying anything, but glanced at the Sanlang Temple Lingbao Armor from the corner of his eye.

Cui Gongzhuang was puzzled and pretended not to know. Thinking of a majestic swordsman from the Great Wall of Swordsmanship, I can't be so shameless. I borrowed a golden black armor and then thought about a Sanlang Temple Lingbao armor. Everyone is going out to travel around the world and must not keep a straight line in their lives. ?

Chen Ping'an said: "Can't you understand people's words? Back and forth, literally, how can you do it by just practicing boxing without studying. I came to Yangyun Peak today. Is it a one-time visit, right or wrong? This soldier's Komaru is a one-time departure, right? no?"

When the foreign swordsman in blue shirt and sword on his back said this, he gently put his fingers on the shoulders of the Nine Realm martial artist and continued to speak the truth sincerely, "Besides, as a pure martial artist, you , he is still a great master of the Nine Realms who has conquered the great rivers and mountains of many countries with his fists and feet. With martial arts close to him, he is already protected by the gods. What to do with so many external objects, not to mention useless, but also burdensome and delaying the intention of the fist. , but not beautiful.”

Cui Gongzhuang endured the shock on his shoulders and the horror in his heart. He stretched out his hand to twist the corner of his robe and pulled it gently. A piece of Sanlang Temple treasure armor shrunk into a golden silk talisman. He nodded to the swordsman named Chen and said: "What the senior said is absolutely true. It's the junior who is slow."

Chen Ping'an accepted the priceless Talisman Armor, turned his fingers into palms, and patted the other party's shoulder, "I am a person who doesn't give away truths in vain when I meet a destined person. When we meet tonight, we won't know each other until we fight. I’ll give you an old saying from the world of martial arts: Don’t do anything that would bring shame on your face. If you don’t believe me, look back.”

Cui Gongzhuang lamented in his heart. It's endless. Why is it the same thing?

Do the sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi all have such a virtue that their words are like flying swords piercing the heart?

Chen Ping'an's palm, with five fingers like hooks, grabbed Cui Gongzhuang's neck, casually lifted it up high, and said with a smile: "You are mistaken. Sword cultivators in the Great Wall of Sword Qi generally do not have such a good temper as me. You It's your luck that you met me today. Otherwise, if it had been someone like Qi Lao Sword Immortal or Mi Da Sword Immortal, you would have been on the road to reincarnation right now. Losing money to eliminate disasters? Wrong, it's your life money. In the next hundred years, I will ask Sect Master Yang to help me keep an eye on you. If you do something with insufficient martial ethics like today, when I have free time, I will go to the Yunyan Kingdom in the north to visit Grandmaster Cui."

Cui Gongzhuang's feet were dangling off the ground, his eye sockets were bloodshot, and he looked a bit visceral. His legs twitched a few times, like a grasshopper hopping after autumn.

Yang Que's eyelids trembled as he watched.

Is this person really a swordsman? Rather than a hidden martial artist?

Guest Qing Cui Gongzhuang's foundation in the Nine Realms is neither very good nor bad among the mountain top realm warriors in Luzhou, Beiju.

The reason why he was able to become the chief of Suoyun Sect was that Wei Jingcui saw that Cui Gongzhuang had some hope of reaching the legendary end in the future.

Chen Ping'an frowned and said, "If you don't speak, do you mean you don't agree?"

Cui Gongzhuang tried to take a breath of pure Qi, but it collapsed on the spot, so his face turned red, turned purple, and then turned livid, his hands and feet drooped, and he was a little dizzy.

Chen Pingan released his fingers, and the dizzy Cui Gongzhuang fell to the ground, squatting on the ground, lowering his head and coughing.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "What kind of show is this? It's so clumsy that I'm embarrassed to watch it. If you don't get up, I'll give you an eighth-level martial artist as a gift in return."

Cui Gongzhuang immediately stood up, took a deep breath, took a step back, lowered his head and clasped his fists, saying: "Thank you for not killing me, senior. I am very grateful. In the next hundred years under the mountain, Cui Gongzhuang will definitely keep his tail between his legs and practice martial arts hard behind closed doors. No, Senior’s advice today is in vain.”

Chen Pingan sneered and was noncommittal.

Liu Jinglong had already sheathed his sword.

The old immortal Wei Jingcui was nailed into a stone wall at Luoyue Peak.

Liu Jinglong asked in his heart: "Do you want to take away the Moon Mirror?"

Chen Ping'an laughed angrily and said, "Is that true? We are here to inquire about the sword today, not to kill people and seize treasures. If this kind of thing spreads, you, the leader of the Taihui Sword Sect, do you still want to be famous?"

After that, Cui Gongzhuang's courage was shattered. Yang Que, the sect leader, gave way and took the initiative to remove the ban on the Yangyunfeng Ancestral Hall. Liu Jinglong allowed Liu Jinglong to gather the sword energy of the peaks and only turned the Ancestral Hall into four pieces, one horizontally and one vertically.

Chen Ping'an drew his sword from its sheath from behind, holding Yeyou in his hand, and swept the sword across, cutting the Suoyun Sect's ancestral hall in half.

Cui Gongzhuang was heartbroken at this moment. The guest in green shirt was indeed a swordsman.

The two figures turned into rainbows and left.

Up and down the Suoyun Sect, the monks were all mourning for their heirs. The sect suffered such a catastrophe and humiliation. It was actually the Ancestral Hall that was demolished by two sword immortals who climbed the mountain. From now on, how many monks from Yizhou will see it? Busy year?

Only the sect leader Yang Que looked calm, without any trace of sadness or anger. He took out a cloud-patterned jade pendant from his sleeve. With a thought in his mind, he was about to activate the formation center and start repairing the Ancestral Master Hall. He never thought that the formation of the Ancestral Master Hall would be questioned again. In the battle of swords, on a horizontal line, the sound of cracking beams, columns and walls was heard continuously, like the sound of firecrackers. Yang Que frowned, and looked intently, and found that the green-shirted swordsman named Chen Pingan was sweeping across with his sword. After cutting open the Ancestral Hall from the waist, a subtle crack appeared in the entire Ancestral Hall, which was difficult to detect. The sword energy was always condensed, as if it was holding up the upper half of the Ancestral Hall.

Yang Que felt awe-struck in his heart.

Cui Gongzhuang rubbed his neck, with lingering fear in his heart. Go to hell with your mother's chief guest. I will never come to Suoyun Sect to wade in the muddy water again until I die.

Yang Que turned his head and laughed in his heart: "Chief Cui, the two petals of a flower are absolutely the same. In the same way, a sword light will not fall on the same place. Do you think so?"

Cui Gongzhuang hesitated for a while, unwilling to part ways with the Suoyun Sect, which would embarrass Yang Que and Wei Jingcui, so he found a compromise, gathered his voices together, and said quietly: "My title as guest minister can be I will keep it, but I will not participate in any meeting of the Yangyunfeng Ancestral Master Hall in the past hundred years."

Yang Que nodded and smiled: "No problem."

Cui Gongzhuang sighed with emotion, "Yang Que, it would be great if you could be a true sect leader."

Yang Que said with a smile: "It's very difficult. Fight for it."

Cui Gongzhuang took a deep look at this Jade Purity Realm man and nodded in greeting. The Nine Realm martial artist who had more contacts with the Immortal Wei Jingcui in the past made up his mind to have more contact with this Yang Que in the future.

Yang Que glanced at the Ancestral Master Hall and simply put it aside for the time being. Anyway, the sect leader might be changed tomorrow, so why bother.

After Chen Pingan and Liu Jinglong left the mountains and rivers of Suoyun Sect, Liu Jinglong first flew his sword to send a message to the Taihui Jianzong Ancestral Hall. According to Chen Pingan's wish, they did not meet there, but asked Ning Yao and his party to go directly to the Dragon Palace Cave. Chen Pingan Then he sacrificed a caged bird and quietly returned to the high altitude of Yangyun Peak with Liu Jinglong. Liu Jinglong felt that Chen Ping's carrying tablet talisman from Ghost Ax Palace was of little use to hide the traces, so he directly Drawing a formation, the two began to overlook the mountains and rivers, as if they were waiting for a rabbit.

Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd and started drinking.

Liu Jinglong sat cross-legged. Anyway, everything he could see was within the rules of where his natal flying sword was.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "The flying sword on the mountain is sending a message. It's not difficult for you and me to catch up. It's just that the restriction is extremely difficult to open, let alone a large sect like Suoyun Sect. Don't make me wait in vain."

Liu Jinglong said: "I am still a little confident about the formation being lifted."

After the sword questioning between the two parties was completed, Yufeng left Yangyun Peak. Chen Ping'an said that the sect leader Yang Que must be a monster if something went wrong. He couldn't just leave like this. He had to see if this person had any hidden tricks.

Liu Jinglong accompanied Chen Ping'an to this place and waited for one or two flying swords from the peaks of Suoyun Sect to send a message to leave the mountain.

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and asked: "Yang Que is a very deep man in the city. I tried it once at Yangyun Peak with no results, so I simply let him think that I had believed it. It was a bit like using suspicion. The method of dispelling suspicion is deliberately superfluous. I almost believed it and mistakenly thought it was the secret method of the immortal master on the mountain. However, after this trip to Suoyun Sect, the soil and water nurtured the people. I don’t think there is only one Wei Jingcui. You can make Suoyun Sect’s style become like this.”

Liu Jinglong handed over a thick booklet, "In addition to the Qionglin Sect, there are also some suspects, and they are all in it. It records that Yang Que has a compass calligraphy method. This method is not within the Suoyun Sect's ancestor hall skills and is open to the outside world. It is claimed to be a Gelong technique that assists in searching for secret realms such as Broken Cave Heaven and Paradise. It was accidentally acquired by Yang Que when he was young. I have deduced this several times. It is not that simple. I think it is best to identify the monk's identity. For example, if he sees me , I guess that in Yang Que's natal compass, the words Taihui Jianzong, Liu Jinglong and other words will appear, and then connected in series, it is the truth. However, this secret method must have some rules and restrictions, and it cannot be complete, otherwise it is just This secret technique can cause Yang Que to be killed."

"This technique is simply an indispensable method for traveling in the world. If you have the opportunity, you must consult with Sect Master Yang to learn it."

Chen Pingan nodded, turned the book directly to Suoyun Sect, and carefully browsed Yang Que's monastic career, which was not much, just a few thousand words.

I just happened to be practicing calligraphy, and I had some experience. I also learned the Confucian broken calligraphy order from Gong De Lin, which I was not yet proficient in.

Liu Jinglong asked: "How many days do you plan to stay here?"

Chen Pingan thought for a moment, "Three days is enough. I'm anxious to get back to Aquarius Continent."

Liu Jinglong said: "It's okay, I can stay here for a while."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "You are the head of a sect after all, and you have to abandon the public affairs for private purposes."

Liu Jinglong smiled and said: "Then you don't know how my master and the ancestors used to do things for their friends when they were young. Afterwards, they went to the Taihui Sword Sect's ancestor hall to be punished, and how the ancestors scolded them in front of their faces. He turned around and smiled. It's just that these things are not recorded in the files and are not known to outsiders. They are passed down orally from generation to generation within the family."

Liu Jinglong suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Here we come. I'll stay here and keep watching to prevent other fish from slipping through the net."

Chen Pingan stood up. Liu Jinglong glanced at the direction of the messenger flying sword, reported the general direction to Chen Pingan, and chose a hilltop as a place to attack, where Chen Pingan used thunder to condense the wind and rain phenomena. , intercept the flying sword, and bring it back here, Liu Jinglong will help unlock the ban on the flying sword. Without damaging the ban on the landscape, you can take out the secret letter and read it, and then fly the sword after reading the content.

Among the qi practitioners, there are some wild cultivators from the mountains and rivers who possess unique secret techniques. They are often land gods of high level. They are called "fishermen" on the mountain. Their job is to wait for opportunities to intercept flying swords that convey messages, and use them to capture the spirit of the Qi practitioners. It's called three years of not opening and three years of eating, but after you get it, the flying sword will naturally be destroyed, leaving some clues. It will never be "intact and return to the original owner" like Liu Jinglong.

Chen Pingan quietly left, and after about half an hour, he returned, with a pocket flying sword engraved with cloud patterns carefully held in his palm.

Liu Jinglong drew the talisman with his fingers, and while focusing on overlooking the mountains and rivers of Suoyun Sect, he broke through the layers of restrictions on the flying sword, peeling off the cocoon, and everything came naturally.

Chen Pingan squatted on the side with his hands in sleeves, watching intently. Liu Jinglong didn't care whether this talisman magical power could be secretly learned. As a result, Chen Pingan stared at it for a long time with wide eyes and shook his head, "I can't learn it."

Liu Jinglong smiled and said: "The steps along the way of the Talisman, those attacking big talismans, seem to be complicated, but in fact they are often simple in context, but they require the unique Taoist secrets of the sect. This is an invisible chasm, and the flying sword conveys the message all the way." Landscape talismans need people who can dismantle them. Their knowledge is complex and they cannot be blinded in any link. Then they can outline and grasp the details, and they can naturally be easily solved. For example, this flying sword of the Suoyun Sect is ingenious, not only in the leakage of information. The moon soul 'hook' pattern on Yuefeng, combined with the reflection of the water pattern in the old dragon pool, and the true meaning of the strokes on the wall book in Xiaoqingzhi Mountain, the real difficulty is mixed with a few secret talismans from outside the sect, I like it Reading miscellaneous books, I just happen to understand."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "It just happens. Liu Jiuxian puts it lightly."

Liu Jinglong stopped his hand to release the ban, raised his head and said with a smile: "Liu what?"

Chen Ping'an laughed and said: "Liu Jianxian doesn't like drinking. If others don't know, I won't know?"

After Liu Jinglong opened all the restrictions, he took out a secret letter. It was a Longmen realm monk named Zong Sui from Luoyue Peak of Suoyun Sect. He was one of the direct disciples of the Yuanying Patriarch. He sent it to a famous person from Qionglin Sect. A monk named Han Cheng. Zong Sui did not use the mountain gate sword room at Luoyue Peak, so he was very cautious.

Liu Jinglong reminded: "On page 39, there is a rough record of Han Cheng. I will pay more attention to this person in the future and look for opportunities to add more content."

Chen Ping'an turned to the page in the booklet.

After putting back the secret letter, Liu Jinglong was like a visitor to the garden at night, opening and closing the doors one by one with the Flying Sword carrying the message. There was no omission in any detail, and not a single footprint was left behind.

In the next three days, Chen Pingan came and went, very busy, just blocking Feijian from receiving the letter. Liu Jinglong was responsible for uncovering the letter. The two read the letter together, and Chen Pingan let Feijian pass the letter. Most of the letters were tip-offs between Suoyun Sect monks and their friends on the mountain. They took the initiative to talk about the Suoyun Sect's sword-asking controversy. Each of them had their own plans. There was even a Yuan Ying worshiper from the Patriarch Hall who was practicing on the mountain, and he planned to do this. Leave the Suoyun Sect, clear up the relationship, so as not to bring disaster to Chiyu, and find another opportunity to show goodwill to the Taihui Sword Sect and say a few good words on the mountain... The world is full of changes, and people's hearts are changing, as if they were just a dozen or so years old. You can see everything inside the sealed letter.

Two of the secret letters were unsigned, and the recipients were from the fairy family on the mountain that even Liu Jinglong had never heard of. However, after that, Liu Jinglong would visit each of them.

One of the letters sent by Feijian was concise and to the point, only three sentences.

Yin Guan has arrived at Suoyun Sect and joins hands with Liu Jinglong to inquire about swordsmanship. Chen Ping'an's cultivation is indeed a warrior at the end of the realm and a swordsman in the Yupu realm. This person is very likely to be able to kill immortals, except for sword cultivators.

Liu Jinglong sacrificed his natal flying sword at Yangyun Peak. It was of extremely high rank and could form a small world of its own. His sword intent was all-encompassing. However, he did not know more natal magical powers for the time being. His combat power must be regarded as that of an immortal swordsman.

Quickly help me seize the mirror and take the opportunity to blame the Taihui Sword Sect.

Chen Ping'an said: "Why can't I beat you if we are at the same level? What does this Yang Sect Leader look like? No wonder I can't compete with Wei Feiqing."

Liu Jinglong replied: "Then I can help you modify the content of the letter. It will be no problem to fight a bunch of Ascension Realms. Tell me, how many do you want to fight?"

Chen Ping'an laughed and said, "You're talking drunk again, aren't you?"

What a great Liu Jiuxian, he has actually reached the state of wine table where he can get drunk without drinking.

After quietly traveling far away in the wind again, and releasing the most crucial messenger flying sword, Chen Pingan returned to Liu Jinglong, and his three days of waiting were not in vain.

Before Chen Ping'an left for the Dragon Palace Cave, he and Liu Jinglong would first go to Yangyun Peak, or go to the small sect of the Immortal Family called Tonghua Mountain to see which master behind the scenes could do this. Not only did he help Yang Que seize a Moon Mirror and secure his position as the leader of the sect, he also used the life of a great monk in the Immortal Realm as capital to pour dirty water on the Taihui Sword Sect.

Liu Jinglong said: "It's not time to alert the enemy yet, I'll go over there and follow the clues first. When the day comes when I really need to put all my efforts into the sword, I will definitely inform you as soon as possible."

Chen Pingan nodded. Liu Jinglong was the most measured in doing things. He stood up and said, "Be more careful."

Liu Jinglong stood up and said with a smile: "Be careful."

Chen Ping'an handed over a pot of wine, "I met the lady of Qingshenshan when discussing matters at the Confucian Temple earlier. Other drinks don't matter. Look at Pianran Peak, so I won't persuade you. Only this pot of wine is worth it." drink."

Liu Jinglong hesitated for a moment, then took the flask, and the two parties were about to part ways. Anyway, there was no such thing as asking for a drink or not.

Chen Ping'an did not put away the bird in the cage, and left silently in the wind.

Liu Jinglong didn't put away his natal flying sword for the time being. He opened the flask and took a sip. It was very good. I didn't think I had drank the Qingshenshan wine sold in the liquor store, right?

Chen Pingan went all the way south and found Ning Yao and the others at the ferry crossing of the Dragon Palace Cave of Shuilong Sect.

Xiaomili said that they had already stopped by Duckweed Sword Lake as guests.

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanted shadows.

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Shaoyuan Dynasty.

After the immortal monk Yan Yan learned about the incident, he was speechless. His heart was filled with turmoil and he could not calm down for a long time. He sighed and ordered someone to call Yan Yan and said that you don't need to go out anymore. There is no chance of following Nan Guangzhao to practice the great road.

In the past few days, his face had been glowing red and stern, as if he had fallen from the clouds into the mud. He was speechless and couldn't help but ask his ancestor why.

Strictly, who was already in a bad mood, turned livid with anger. Why, why, the ancestor knows why. God knows how a great monk in the Ascension Realm died suddenly at the gate of the mountain. His head was cut off. Strictly raised Strictly. He raised his hand and hit the figure of Yan Yan, who spun around ten times and fell directly from the house into the courtyard. Yan Yan said angrily, "Get away." One side of his cheek was as red and swollen as a hill. Yan Yan stretched out his hand to cover his face. He was worried and left sadly.

Jiuzhenxian Pavilion.

The owner of the hall, Yun Jie, and his Taoist companion, who was also in the Immortal Realm, looked at the secret letter from Nan Guangzhao's sect, and they were speechless.

As for the direct disciple Li Qingzhu, it is estimated that he will be too embarrassed to leave the mountain within a hundred years.

Yun Jie put down the secret letter and said in a trembling voice: "Heaven's heart is unpredictable, and gods and ghosts are unpredictable."

His Taoist companion asked softly: "Who can have such swordsmanship, and kill Nan Guangzhao on the spot, so that this Ascended Realm person cannot leave the gate of his own mountain?"

Yun Jie said: "It's useless to think too much, stop guessing."

Even on the side of the Taoist couple who are closely related to each other, Yun Jie never knows that he will say everything he wants, and he does not dare to do so unless he is unwilling to do so.

In fact, the Taoist couple didn't know why, but Yun Jie knew it well, so there was no need to guess.

It must be the work of the Lord of Baidi City!

Could it be that Mr. Zheng was hinting that he would take advantage of the leaderless sect without Nan Guangzhao?

A secret letter was sent to Aotou Mountain earlier, asking for the white jade Ganoderma lucidum. Is this why?

Could it be that Mr. Zheng is saying that you, Yunqiao, only need one semi-immortal weapon to earn a sect in vain?

The sky is average.

It's just that the hilltop in Nanguang is a large sect, and its original background is far beyond that of the Meishan Sword Sect. It is extremely difficult to plan. But when Yun Jie thought about it, he was extremely pleasantly surprised. The good thing is that Nan Guangzhao, an old man, is stingy by nature and only cultivated a Yupu realm to be the sect leader of the embroidered pillow. He still treats several direct descendants and direct descendants like this. In addition, the group of disciples and grandsons have followed the example and have raised a litter of rubbish year after year. So, without Nanzhao Guangzhao, is the sect really no match for the Meishan Sword Sect? In the final analysis, it was only Nan Guangzhao who supported it. There are less than 100 genealogy masters on the mountain, but most of their abilities and energy are in helping the old master make money.

Yun Jie's eyes sparkled, and for a moment he was excited and full of pride. He must not let down Mr. Zheng's wonderful first move!

In the world of Qing Ming, Da Xuandu is watching.

Under a peach blossom tree, there is a child wearing a tiger hat.

In this foreign land of Taoism, there was a small pond outside the thatched house. Taoist priest Xuandu helped plant a pond of lotus flowers. When the flowers bloomed, the petals were long and wide, and the color was clear blue and white.

Whenever the wind blows, the flowers are fragrant and swaying, which is really beautiful.

Since he was in the world of Qingming, with Taoist temples on the mountain like clouds and countless Taoist officials at the foot of the mountain, he casually gave himself a Taoist name, Qinglian.

Today, the old temple leader led someone over and shouted in a loud voice: "Look who is here."

Bai Ye turned around and asked with a smile: "Jun Qian, why are you here?"

Liu Shiliu said with a smile: "I heard that you are here, sir, so come over and take a look."

Bai Ye said helplessly: "Laugh if you want to."

Liu Shiliu reached out and wiped his mouth, "I'll try my best to hold it back."

Among the few people in the world who could be so invisible to Bai Ye, Liu Shiliu was the only one who once went to the mountains to visit immortals with Bai Ye.

Taoist priest Sun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Brother Bai Ye, it's a beautiful time and the trees are full of flowers. We are old friends and we are fine. If we don't drink today, when will we wait?"

Shiro shook his head.

Liu Shiliu advised: "Drink a little."

Shiro nodded.

After eating hot pot at Shiwandashan, Ye Xiuqingmi ate with great care and chewed slowly. After all, if he was not careful, he would end up eating.

A Liang was full of wine and food. He patted his belly lightly and prepared Yu Feng to go south. He asked with a smile: "Brother Qing Mi, do you think Yu Feng is traveling far away, let alone wielding a sword? Is it better to lie sideways like a man in the water, or stand upright?" You should look more chic. You don’t know that this problem has troubled me for many years.”

Feng Xuetao had no choice but to say without conscience: "As long as it's you, A Liang Yufeng, everyone else will look cool."

A Liang nodded, "Speaking from the bottom of my heart."

Feng Xuetao was silent for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "A-Liang, don't you usually need to practice swordsmanship? What are you doing when you have nothing to do?"

A Liang said with a smile: "You must be mentally ill. You are already in the Ascension Realm. You still ask such a childish question, does the sword need to be practiced? Why should I be thinking about this if I don't think about it?"

Feng Xuetao couldn't bear it.

After all, this guy is the number one Fourteenth Realm sword cultivator in the world after Chen Qingdu of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

A Confucian sword cultivator with a great reputation in the world, but he reached the fourteenth level in the Qingming world. He broke through the level well, but he fell down in the wild world, and the level he fell in was unambiguous.

A Liang suddenly asked: "Brother Qingmi, do you know which monster in the world is the worst to defeat?"

Feng Xuetao shook his head and said nothing.

A Liang said: "Of course she has a small waist."

Feng Xuetao didn't hear the homophonic sound. Just think that A Liang is acting stupid again.

"Let's go, let's take you to get a vaginal injection!"

A Liang waved his hand, "Ugly words, if you have a weak waist, you won't be able to beat me."

Feng Xuetao originally thought that after leaving the Hundred Thousand Mountains, he would ignore it all the way and follow A Liang all the way south, smashing every barbaric sect he saw.

I never thought that what would follow would be a banquet full of laughter, drunkenness and extravagance, and it would be hosted by a demon monk.

At the banquet, Ah Liang and the demon monk from the Immortal Realm held hands and talked happily, calling each other brothers and sisters, and each shared his heartfelt feelings about their hardships.

Ah Liang is very much like a local sword cultivator in the wild world, and the demon monk who is the master of the mountain speaks like a Qi practitioner in the vast world.

On the top of this mountain, in the early years on Tuoyue Mountain, a large sum of money was made by selling iron and steel. The monks on the mountain never crossed the Sword Qi Great Wall to go to the vast world.

A Liang raised a glass of wine and said seriously: "Generally speaking, the rules of the wine shop are to treat guests without guests. I broke the rules and have to punish myself with three drinks."

It said righteously and solemnly: "No, no, your friend A Liang is like a good brother who cuts off chicken heads and burns yellow paper with me. Why are you so polite? Treat this place as your home!"

It raised its chin, endured the pain, and signaled to the female cultivator on the side to quickly go back to the warehouse on the top of the mountain and bring another pot of the treasured Yiluo River water to transport the immortal brew to that idiot. This thing is extremely rare and cannot be bought with money.

The demon monk in the Immortal Realm seemed to understand A Liang very well, and called out a group of beauties from the Fox Clan. They were graceful and graceful, wearing tulle and looming.

A Liang looked at it for a few times, seemed a little disappointed, waved his hand and said three words.

next batch.

A Liang quickly explained: "I don't care. He is my friend. He is better off with a few mouthfuls. However, he has high standards and is very troublesome."

It laughed heartily and said: "Good things, good things, celebrities and celebrities are so heroic!"

Feng Xuetao felt that if Ya Sheng were here, he wouldn't know how to curse, and he could beat A Liang half to death, right?

A Liang's face turned red after drinking, and he squinted at Feng Xuetao and winked, as if to say, I understand you, if you still don't like the beauty, then change again.

The banquet was filled with beauties of all colors, all fat and thin, affectionate and flirtatious, as much as the wine.

The Immortal Realm finally sent A Liang and the one whose name was still unknown respectfully out of the house.

It secretly rejoiced that it had listened to the advice back then, otherwise the reunion today would not have been as simple as drinking and reminiscing about old times.

At the banquet that year, A Liang put his arms around it and said with a smile that if he met it on the battlefield in the Great Sword Qi Wall in his half of his hometown in the future, or heard that it had been there, then everything would be fine. I owe you drinks, but I won’t pay them back.

A Liang and Feng Xuetao landed on a mountaintop thousands of miles away. Feng Xuetao asked in a deep voice, "You're not going to just eat and drink all the way, are you?"

A Liang twitched his lips, "What are you thinking? Do you really think that the wild world is a land of romance? I advise you to be mentally prepared early. Once someone shows up and blocks the road, it will definitely be a fierce battle."

He raised his thumb and pointed behind him, "My friend must have quietly passed the flying sword to Yueyue Mountain."

Feng Xuetao asked, "Aren't you angry?"

Ah Liang squatted down, looked into the distance, and said calmly: "The road is narrow and the wine glass is wide, don't you understand this? When we drink, we are brothers, and we can talk about the mountains casually, but when we put the glass away from the wine table, we have to think separately. Each has his own way." path to take.”

If it doesn't do this, it will be accounted for by Tuoyueshan 10% of the time.

So A Liang's trip was not a waste of drinks from his friends in the world.

Feng Xuetao was born as a wild cultivator, so he deeply agreed with this and nodded: "It makes sense."

Unknowingly, I started to like the customs here. There were not so many rules, or rather, the rules here made Ye Xiu Qingmi like it very much, and he was good at it.

Feng Xuetao asked: "A Liang, can you ask me something? What is the name of your natal flying sword? It seems that no one has ever heard of it. Is there only one flying sword or more than one flying sword?"

Aliang turned a deaf ear and just knelt on one knee, casually picked up a handful of soil, crushed it carefully with gentle movements, and looked into the distance with squinted eyes.

Feng Xuetao said: "Is someone following us?"

A Liang stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry about these cats and dogs for now. Let's continue on our way. We will get together when we get back to save me the trouble of searching here and there."

Feng Xuetao knew that this guy around him would always say things that made people think he was bragging, but he was not.

Ah Liang seemed to have come back to his senses just now, "What did you ask earlier?"

Feng Xuetao said helplessly: "My destiny is to fly the sword."

A Liang smiled and said, "I like drinking. There is only one Jianghu, so there is only one natal flying sword."

Feng Xuetao was extremely curious, "Where's your name?"

A Liang turned around and said with a playful smile: "If you become my enemy in the future, ask for a sword, and you will know."

Feng Xuetao sighed and did not dare to say anything more.

He knew that Ah Liang was hinting to himself that in this wild world, if he encountered a life-and-death situation where his life was hanging by a thread in the future, he could switch sides and try his hand at swordplay with Ah Liang.

A Liang only has one natal flying sword, named Drinker.