Sword of Coming

Liu Xianyang saw that there were no sword cultivators coming to block the way for the time being. When he climbed up, he turned around and looked between Yixian Peak and Full Moon Peak. There were still pieces of white clouds passing by leisurely. However, from now on, there would no longer be a woman riding a sword in the world. The clouds are dressed in night clothes as dark as ink, backed by green mountains and trees. This kind of question about swords really didn't make Liu Xianyang feel the least bit interesting.

Liu Xianyang went on three consecutive mountain climbing expeditions today, Qiongzhi Peak, Yujiao Peak, and Full Moon Peak, each with a sword cultivator coming to receive the sword.

In the end, Liu Yu was defeated and retreated. Yu Ping, who was the master of Yujiao Peak, was still sleeping on the ground. No one dared to pick it up. The last Nascent Soul female ghost who showed Yu Pu's appearance only knew that she was born in Full Moon Peak but had no self-control. The female sword fairy who reported her name even died.

The green mountains wait for the bright moon every night, and the white clouds urge you to drink from the pot.

Liu Xianyang took out a bottle of wine and drank while climbing.

Finally, we reached the halfway point of the first line of peak, which was still far away from the Pavilion of the Sword, let alone the Patriarch Hall on the top of the sword.

But it seems that Feijian sent a message earlier, like flowers blooming in the mountains. It should be that Chen Ping'an has chosen a chair there as agreed and is drinking tea and waiting for him.

One good thing about Chen Ping'an is that since he was a child, he has never talked big. He only has one penny in his pocket and will never talk about two pence. He always does what he says.

In fact, except for the peaks and green mountains, which seem to be difficult to get off a pirate ship if you encounter unkind people, and the green water and white clouds, you should not come to Zhengyang Mountain.

Liu Xianyang was cursing all the way, shouting that Zhengyang Mountain should quickly find another old bastard who can beat him, and stop disgusting Uncle Liu. He would only let women and bastards come here to collect swords. What the hell.

Liu Xianyang went over by name one by one, scolding the sect leader Bamboo Emperor, Xia Yuancui of Full Moon Peak, Tao Yanbo of Qiuling Mountain, and Yan Chu of Shuilong Peak. He once again promoted the unique and simple folk customs of a rare hometown in this continent, and helped these few people by the way. The old swordsman all gave him a nickname: yellow bamboo, almost green in winter, unable to escape, Yan Lai. When they are put together again, the bamboos in winter are green and yellow, and they cannot escape when Yan comes. It just so happens that you can celebrate weddings and weddings together in Zhengyang Mountain today.

Strange to say, the sword cultivators were all filled with indignation at the mountains where their ancestors were scolded such as Full Moon Peak and Qiuling Mountain, but there was no sign of leaving the mountain to draw their swords.

On the contrary, on the mountain tops such as Bo Yun Peak and Pian Ying Peak, where you can completely stay away from the incident, several groups of young sword cultivators have already left with their swords and rushed to the first line peak.

Knowing that he would lose, or even die, he still had the tacit permission of his ancestor, or under the personal leadership of the peak master sword cultivator, to meet the young swordsman Liu Xianyang.

At the Jianjian Pavilion, the sect leader Zhuhuang suddenly said that he had to go to Jianding for something, but he didn't tell anyone what he was going to do or who he was going to see.

This surprised the three old sword immortals, including Xia Yuncui, because the proposal put forward by the Bamboo Emperor and them was in vain because of the sudden death of the oil man behind the scenes. Because her soul has long been integrated with the Xianfeng Mountain Protecting Formation, originally she only needed to say hello to her from the Stopping Sword Pavilion. Even if she was defeated by Liu Xianyang in the sword quest, she only needed to operate the formation, disrupt the weather of heaven and earth, and help cover people's eyes. , the three Patriarchs at the Stopping Sword Pavilion, including Xia Yuncui, could cooperate with each other and quietly use their swords to kill Liu Xianyang without anyone noticing.

The commander, Yan Chu, hurriedly asked in his heart, now that things have changed, how to hand out the sword next.

The Bamboo Emperor seemed a little absent-minded, and actually just told them to act as they saw fit.

Xia Yuancui was so angry that she almost gave up her job on the spot. How did you, a nephew, become the sect leader and let go of the boss? !

At the Stopping Sword Pavilion, even if the Bamboo Emperor smiled and apologized to the many guests watching the ceremony, and then left, there were still three old sword immortals, Yu Pu, two Nascent Souls, sitting here. Among them, the ancestor Xia Yuancui owned two natal flying swords, and one Moon halo, also known as frost on the ground.

Another natal flying sword is even more powerful and can kill people virtually, named "Sadness".

Tao Yanbo is the God of Wealth who manages money in Zhengyang Mountain. His sword is named Yuluo, which comes from an ancient Shu kingdom relic. His natal flying sword is named Qiubo.

The flying sword "Qiu Bo" has a charming name, but it is the natal magical power of the sword that is extremely sinister. The sword energy is like the chilling autumn wind. Once it enters the body, the sword energy is cold and cleanses the liver and intestines, making the Qi practitioner injured by the flying sword, In the various air houses of the small world of the human body, if there is a slight movement of spiritual energy, the cold air will gradually turn cold. Eventually, the spiritual energy in the body will condense like ice, and there will be that heart-piercing pain.

Zhang Lu Yan Chu's natal flying sword, Shan Bo.

What's more, there is also Wu Tijing who can draw a sword secretly. This close disciple of the sect leader Bamboo Emperor, who is destined to fly the sword, can first hurt the monk's Taoist heart, and then in turn hurt the monk's own soul. It is "sad" and more sad than Xia Yuancui's flying sword. It is simply The most unreasonable magical power of flying swords. Therefore, many sword immortals in the Zhengyang Mountain Patriarch Hall who knew about this matter had privately asked the Bamboo Emperor in detail, what is the Taoist Companion in the Heart? The Bamboo Emperor did not hide his secrets, and said with a smile that as long as he had truly liked anyone on the way to practice, it didn't matter.

As for the other flying sword owned by his disciple Wu Tijing, the Bamboo Emperor never mentioned its name to anyone.

Therefore, as long as Situ Wenying does not lose so unexpectedly, Zhengyang Mountain can completely prevent Liu Xianyang from knowing how he died.

The old ape in white crossed his arms across his chest, glanced sideways at Xia Yuancui, who had a disappointed look on his face, and sneered: "Situ Wenying, a loser with no cultivation but a shredded sword heart, has completely disgraced Man Yuefeng today. Fortunately she wasn't in Yujiao. Practice at the peak, otherwise it will be true that the sound of thunder may be louder than the raindrops.”

In fact, Xia Yuancui hated that direct disciple more than Yuan Zhenye. He was really a person who failed to achieve anything but failed. However, Yuan Zhenye rubbed salt into his wounds and added fuel to the fire. He was so angry that Xia Yuancui had a direct relationship with the mountain protector. His name is, "Yuan Zhenye! Don't just rely on your great achievements to talk nonsense. In terms of Shanmen's qualifications, you are not as good as me!"

The old ape in white twitched the corners of his lips and said, "There is no qualifications mentioned in the credit book."

For an old swordsman who only hides in the mountains and practices swordsmanship all his life, what else does he have left besides his seniority and realm? Therefore, in Yuan Zhenye's opinion, he is not as good as Yuanying sword cultivators like Tao Yanbo and Yan Chu who do real things.

After that, without waiting for Xia Yuancui and Yuan Zhenye to say anything, the Bamboo Emperor went to Jianding, and then the Ancestral Hall flew swords and scattered flowers among the peaks, and then the ferries left the Zhengyang Mountain boundary one after another.

Tao Yanbo was shocked, Xia Yuancui's face was even more gloomy, and Zhang Yan Chu was especially embarrassed, because today, before the official start of the celebration, he was the one who showed up the most among the several old masters in Zhengyang Mountain, and he was the one to do all the sword questioning. Zhao Gao Yizhou, even though he is confused and has no idea why he ended up in such a situation, Yan Chu is only sure of one thing. There are countless outsiders watching the show through the mirror.

Tao Yanbo asked in his heart, "Where is Shen Gaozong?"

Xia Yuancui said helplessly: "Qi Zhen only said that something happened temporarily."

Yan Chu couldn't help scolding his mother: "What's the matter? What's the matter! Is this Heavenly Lord in a hurry to go to Bai Yujing in Qingming World to see the Patriarch? Then you're going to reach the Ascension Realm!"

Xia Yuancui asked, "What do those from the Zhenjing Sect say?"

Tao Yanbo sighed and said with a tired look: "Did this group of people take the wrong medicine? They all ignored Fu Jian's inquiries."

Wait until Cao Ping leaves.

The three old swordsmen immediately looked at each other.

Even the mountain protector who was described by the sect leader Bamboo Emperor as "disregarding the situation but not the person" no longer said any sarcastic words.

This allowed Liu Xianyang to walk all the way to the mountainside without any obstruction.

Until two groups of sword cultivators from different mountain tops landed halfway up the first line of peak, one from Bo Yun Peak and the other from Pian Pian Peak.

This is a good atmosphere that is rare among the old and new peaks of Zhengyang Mountain. The two groups of pure sword cultivators in front of them should not join the same trend as Qiuling Mountain and Full Moon Peak.

Yan Chu, who is the leader of a mountain, thought for a while and issued a strict order from the Ancestral Master Hall with the two sword cultivators halfway up the mountain, telling the two sword cultivators to stop Liu Xianyang from continuing to climb the mountain no matter what, regardless of life or death!

However, Liu Xianyang just said a few words to the two leading sword cultivators, and then the two Zhengyang Mountain Golden Elixir Sword Immortals were slightly injured in an instant.

After that, the old Jindan sword cultivator of Bo Yunfeng still refused to give up the road, and took the lead in setting up a sword formation with his disciples. As a result, the sword formation dispersed as soon as it was set up, and dozens of sword cultivators with different ages were on the verge of collapse.

Liu Xianyang glanced at the group of Po Yunfeng sword cultivators and found that they still had no intention of giving way and did not tolerate them.

The next moment, everyone including the old Jin Dan who once fought alongside Sword Immortal Li Cai fell to the ground.

On the other side of Pian Piao Peak, the female ancestor of the peak, after seeing the figure of the female ghost sword cultivator dissipate with her own eyes, and knowing some of the inside story, she felt extremely sad in her heart. Yu Gong, she still asked people to rush to Zhengyang with her own sword cultivator. The mountain prevented Liu Xianyang from climbing the mountain, but she was too lazy to go there, so she just reminded the disciple of Longmen Realm Sword Cultivator to do his best and not to go all out.

When Pianyingfeng raised his sword formation again, he fell to the ground in large pieces again.

Liu Xianyang walked around the two sword cultivators lying on the ground, dropped the wine bottle in his hand, and continued climbing alone.

Afterwards, two groups of sword cultivators from Qiuling Mountain and Shuilong Peak came to join in the fun. However, compared to the previous two groups, their expressions were firm and uncomplaining, as if they were just golden elixirs facing those who asked for swordsmanship.

Later, he seemed to feel very guilty, as if he was facing an Ascension Realm sword cultivator. The most interesting thing is that I first went to the Shuilong Peak Sword Cultivator on the Yixian Peak and settled down not too close to Liu Xianyang. However, I later went to the Qiuling Mountain Sword Cultivator in Zushan and was even more courteous and landed on the Shinto steps further away. , it is estimated that if another sword cultivator comes from behind, he will have to settle directly at the Jianjian Pavilion.

Liu Xianyang glanced over and suddenly raised his arm, startling the Shuilong Peak sword cultivators.

Among them, there was a young swordsman who had gone down the mountain to practice several times, and even went to the so-called central battlefield with his elders. In a panic, he took the lead in using his natal flying sword, and with a flash of sword light, he went straight to Liu Xianyang. When he left, the latter caught the flying sword between his two fingers, threw it to the ground, and stepped on it. Liu Xianyang glared and said, "You didn't even start the fight, and you made a sneak attack? Do you respect the ethics of the world?"

Liu Xianyang took out a rough version of the ancestral genealogy from his sleeve and started to turn the pages quickly. Occasionally he looked up and asked if so-and-so was so-and-so. Some nodded, saying they were very lucky and safe and sound. Some nodded, but they didn't turn over the almanac when they went out. , all of a sudden he was bleeding from all his orifices, he was seriously injured, and he suddenly fell to the ground in the middle of winter. One of the Longmen realm sword cultivators even had his flying sword shattered on the spot, completely cutting off the Changsheng Bridge. More sword cultivators fell to the ground, and some The broken flying sword only managed to preserve a path of cultivation that was destined to be extremely difficult in the future.

Liu Xianyang closed the book, and then all the standing Shuilongfeng sword cultivators, all of whom were not seriously injured, fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Liu Xianyang continued to climb higher and saw all the pale-faced swordsmen in Qiuling Mountain. He took out the book again and began to call names.

After all, over the years, I have seen too many scenes in Zhengyang Mountain, and almost all of them are familiar faces, but they don’t match the names on the booklet, and I don’t know their last names.

The sword cultivators in Qiuling Mountain are all very smart, and those who are named have expressionless faces, but there is nothing they can do. The smart people around him always have some clues about their eyes wandering, so Liu Xianyang is not polite, but all the people who are named dare to Those who pretended to be deaf and mute were all seriously injured, and they were not allowed to faint on the spot. Several of them were rolling on the ground. One of them, an old swordsman from Guanhai Realm with a good reputation on the mountain, had a particularly miserable end. First, his flying sword was broken. It broke and then collapsed, and then it was broken by the Changsheng Bridge. Finally, Liu Xianyang waved his sleeves and threw the body out of a line of peaks, and fell hard to the side of Yu Pur at the mountain gate.

In the booklet, there is a lot of space to record the great achievements of this sea-viewing sword cultivator. Each one is shocking.

Over at Tingjian Pavilion, Yan Chu said in a deep voice: "We can't wait any longer! I will preside over the Zushan Formation."

Xia Yuancui and Tao Yanbo nodded together.

Yan Chu looked at the peaks beyond the first line of peaks, feeling extremely heavy, and sighed for no reason: "How could it be like this?"

The old ape in white was silent, and suddenly his eyes widened. His murderous intent was strong, and his evil aura soared into the sky. He rose up from the ground, and the entire Jianjian Pavilion was shaken. However, this mountain guard did not go to the top of the sword. , but went straight to Beijian Peak!

Or simply don't come to watch the ceremony, like Longquan Sword Sect, Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain, which won't give any face to Zhengyang Mountain.

But now that they are here, they have already stayed at the Zhufeng Mansion and left again. This is a huge taboo in the mountains. Compared with Huang He and Liu Xianyang's two sword quests one after another, it is even more inconsistent with the rules of the mountains.

Qi Zhen, the Heavenly Lord of the Shen Gao Sect, is the nominal leader of the monks of the continent. The Shen Gao Sect, located on the border of Nanjian Kingdom, as the leader of many immortal families in the Aquarius Continent, has always acted prudently and dealt with many disputes and grievances on the mountain without bias. Not leaning. The Shen Gao Sect not only occupies a blessed land of Qingtan, but its leader Qi Zhen also holds the title of True King of the Four Kingdoms. Therefore, the ferry boat where the Taoist Heavenly Lord was walking was the most thrilling for the onlookers, because with Qi Zhen's magical powers, it was not difficult to walk quietly, but Qi Zhen did not do such a thing.

With one move, the whole body was moved. Only the emperors, monarchs, generals, ministers and ministers on the floating peak, plus the previous reminder from Zhongyue Mountain Lord Jin Qing, half of them were gone in one go.

All the congratulators from the Zhenjing Sect left immediately. Liu Laocheng, the leader of the Immortal Realm Sect, and Gao Mian, the old leader of the Invincible Divine Fist Gang, two old friends, left hand in hand.

As the chief worshiper, Jiejiang Zhenjun Liu Zhimao, and the second-ranking worshiper Li Furui, they also did not hide their traces, and each of them slowly left Zhengyang Mountain against the wind.

On the way to the mountain and water god genealogy, Jin Qing, the extremely high-status mountain king, directly broke up with Zhengyang Mountain and poached. In full view of the public, he actually took away Jianxiu Yuanbai, and Yuanbai announced on the spot Leave Zhengyang Mountain by yourself. In addition, the Caizhi Mountain God of Nanyue Chujun Mountain and the Yongjiang Water God each led a large group of landscape gods within their jurisdiction, shrinking the mountains and rivers and disappearing without a trace. There was even an old dragon from the Qiantang River Fengshui Cave who rode on a The ferry from the Sui Dynasty left with Cheng Longzhou, who was promoted from the deputy head of Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain to the head of Dafu Academy.

Cao Jun, who claimed to have his ancestral home in Niping Lane and the same hometown as Liu Xianyang, handed out three swords towards Qiongzhi Peak. He probably felt that he still had more to say, so he secretly returned to the boundary of Zhengyang Mountain, went to the Immortal Back Sword Peak, and offered a sword. The natal flying sword, which had been refined and repaired for many years, surrounded the foot of the mountain around Beijian Peak. Lotus flowers bloomed in an instant. After that, Cao Jun held the sword again, and from top to bottom, the sword light fell on its own, killing the unmanned man. The guard's back sword peak was split into two. Damn it, you, the ancestor who moved mountains, stepped on the roof of Grandpa Cao's ancestral house in Mubo Alley.

After Cao Jun chopped off the mountain with one sword, he resumed his sword control and left in a swaggering manner, saying, "Grandpa Cao is the one who created the peak!"

Yunxia Mountain, which has a very good relationship with Zhengyang Mountain, has a pair of masters and apprentices who are arguing endlessly. The mountain owner and the old immortal master all think that this direct descendant is obsessed with ghosts. He does not say the reason, but only advises himself to leave Zhengyang Mountain and never go back. Viewed the ceremony and congratulated. The old immortal master laughed angrily and asked Cai Jin whether Jian knew that once he acted like this, it would be equivalent to severing all ties with Zhengyang Mountain? Could it be that just because of a direct disciple of the Longquan Sword Sect asking for a sword and a few more cloud-covered and mist-shrouded messenger flying swords, Yunxia Mountain will be abandoned and will be in opposition to Zhengyang Mountain from now on?

The Nascent Soul Female Patriarch, the youngest among the twelve peaks of Yunxia Mountain, said that her disciples knew it, but it was precisely because of this that they had to leave this place.

The old mountain master was mature and steady, and said that he would have to wait and see. After all, there was still a Yunlin Jiang family, and the academy gentleman Jiang Shan was temporarily "standing still" and staying on Full Moon Peak.

Cai Jinjian's persuasion to her mentor was to no avail, so she had to leave alone.

As a result, the old immortal master caught up with Cai Jinjian a moment later, because he had just received a secret message, and Cao Ping, the hunting envoy of Dali, left, leaving only the Minister of Rites from the capital.

On Full Moon Peak, Jiang Shan walked out of the mansion and came to the pavilion. He found that Jiang Yun, Wei Liang and Fu Nanhua had all left, leaving only a "bloated" sister.

Jiang Sheng asked: "Brother, have you also received the Feijian message?"

Jiang Shan shook his head.

Jiang Sheng asked curiously: "Wei Liang said that he came here this time to ask for advice on a disassembly. He said it mysteriously. Do you know what it means?"

Jiang Shan pointed at the ferries leaving Zhengyang Mountain and said helplessly: "Isn't it obvious?"

Jiang Sheng looked confused, "Huh? Didn't you say that you were going to demolish the Ancestral Hall in Zhengyang Mountain? I thought I could tear down a flower."

Speaking of this, she smiled to herself and said: "Previously, there were so many flying swords, like flowers blooming on the top of the mountain, the scenery was indeed extremely beautiful."

After all, Aquarius Island is not Beiju Luzhou. It is not common to demolish the Patriarch Hall.

Jiang Shan rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers and said, "Yes and no."

Wei Liang was a man of the world, but it was this man who personally formulated the landscape rules of the Dali court behind the scenes, and finally erected a monument on the top of the mountain, so that all the monks on the mountain had to follow the rules and obey orders.

Liu Qingfeng, who serves as the Minister of Rites of the capital of Da Li, secretly planned the genealogy of the gods in Yizhou.

In short, these two are not natives of Dali, but they are both able to hold high positions in Dali temples. Therefore, they are both considered "favorite disciples" of the Imperial Master Cui Chan, but they are not named. Ordinary people in Dali's official circles naturally don't know the inside story.

Jiang Sheng asked: "Brother, since you stayed, do you plan to go to the first line of peak to watch the ceremony later?"

Jiang Shan still said the same thing: "Yes and no."

Jiang Shan became angry and said: "Everyone from Jiang Yun to Wei Liang to you, eldest brother, can you still speak human language?!"

Jiang Shan smiled and said: "Funyue Peak is so close to the First Line Peak, so you can't see any scenery. You don't have to go to Jianding Peak to join in the fun."

On Water Dragon Peak, Tian Wan, the female founder of Zhuyu Peak, drifted down. In a mansion, she quietly found a young-looking Dragon Gate monk. This guy was as if he was mourning for his heir. There was a plate of crabs poured with wine on the table. Half of them were eaten and the rest were left. After the second half, I really wasn’t in the mood to continue eating.

After he found Tian Wan, he saw that the mother-in-law was crazy, with a grateful look on her face, waving her sleeves vigorously, "Brother Genius, Brother Genius, I am finally lucky enough to meet you! I must remember you for this sword inquiry. Excellent writing skills!"

The sword cultivator was stunned on the spot. He didn't know why this Tian Wan came to him at such a moment and talked nonsense. He couldn't even figure it out. It seemed that from his eyes, face, and words, this Zhu Yu Grandmaster Feng Nu has changed into a different person.

In his impression, Tian Wan always had a low eyebrow and a cheerful smile towards everyone. The person in front of him seemed to be smiling too brightly.

In fact, the person in charge of the intelligence of Zhengyang Mountain is Tian Wan from Niaobu Station in front of him. However, he is the proud disciple of Zhang Lu Yan Chu and is deeply respected and trusted by his ancestors. Over the years, Tian Wan has easily taken over Tian Wan. Wan, the mother-in-law, was ignored, so he felt that Tian Wankong had a chair in the ancestral hall. He was too stupid and effortless. With 100% of his intelligence, it was as if he had only used half of it to get the crucial intelligence. power.

And in these years, just for searching for spies on Luolu Mountain, he worked hard, worked hard, and used various methods. He gained a lot. Not only did he have close contacts with the Xu family in Qingfeng City, which had a dragon kiln, but also the Lu family on Fulu Street. Several famous surnames, including several Xianjia sects in the mountains to the west, had extremely secret correspondence, and he even had a line with the Chongdan River Water Goddess.

It's just that he never thought that Liu Xianyang of Longquan Sword Sect didn't seem to be a Jindan realm swordsman. Could it be that his intelligence was wrong?

In the Halting Sword Pavilion, just for a moment, the three old swordsmen including Xia Yuancui felt their hearts tense, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The next moment, Liu Xianyang was standing between Tao Yanbo and Yan Chu. He put one hand on the shoulder of an old swordsman and said with a smile to Xia Yuancui from his heart: "Don't move, or you will die."

Xia Yuancui forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood and looked at the young swordsman who seemed to be asking three swordsmen at the same time. His face had begun to ooze fine blood.

However, Xia Yuancui, who had the highest level among the three, quickly gave up the plan of using the sword to decide whether to live or die with this person without any need to weigh the pros and cons.

Don't worry, there is Yuan Zhenye on the Immortal Back Sword Peak, and there is also the sect leader Bamboo Emperor in the Jianding Ancestral Hall.

As for Tao Yanbo and Yan Chu, they seemed to have been cast on a body-holding technique, but in fact they were immersed in the small world.

Liu Xianyang pressed the shoulders of the two old swordsmen with both hands, turned to Xia Yuancui and smiled: "The older you get, the less courageous you are? The older you are, the thicker your skin?"

None of the thirty or forty Guanli Immortal Masters who had arrived at Tingjian Pavilion a long time ago spoke out for justice or cursed a few words with Liu Xianyang. They just had a tacit understanding and everyone moved silently away from the four Sword Immortals.

Xia Yuancui said from the bottom of her heart: "Liu Xianyang, since you have such a mysterious flying sword, you shouldn't accidentally hurt the foundation of the Dao here today."

Although he did not choose to risk his life and draw the sword, Xia Yuancui had been observing Liu Xianyang's movements attentively. He had indeed lost the battle between swords in the electric light and flint before, but this young man dared to question three people at the same time. After a while, the blood flowed non-stop, and the whole body was already covered in blood. It looked like he wouldn't be able to hold on for long?

Liu Xianyang said: "It seems that Situ Wenying is your direct disciple? At first, I didn't quite understand her broken jar, but now I understand. When I meet a preaching teacher like you, forget it, I have nothing to do with you. Just talking, anyway, your Full Moon Peak will have to change its name in the future."

The Dali official ferry was still hovering outside the first line of peaks, but Cao Ping had already left in the talisman boat. He neither deliberately made a big fanfare nor deliberately concealed his traces, but anyone with a discerning eye would know it.

To a large extent, Cao Ping's participation in the ceremony was more significant than Yunlin Jiang's congratulations. Furthermore, the official accompanying the hunting envoy on the Dali court ferry was just a minister of the Ministry of Rites. After all, he was not the minister who was in charge of the country's landscape genealogy in name. And even if Yuan Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites in the capital really breaks the official rule of "Yuan and Cao are on different paths" with Cao Ping, who is also from the Shangzhu Kingdom, and both parties are willing to visit Zhengyang Mountain together, Zhengyang Mountain is still not the same. Dare to show any favoritism.

The Minister of Rites, who was "forced" to stay alone on the ferry, had no choice but to hurriedly send a message to the capital of Li with flying swords, hoping that Yuan Shangshu of his own Yamen would give a clear explanation to avoid doing something wrong or saying the wrong thing.

Guan Yiran and Liu Xunmei, two wealthy children from Yichi Lane and Chier Street, were watching the excitement at the ferry viewing platform. On the side, Yu Shanfang was hit by Qi Qi's elbow in the ribs, so he had to fight with Guan Yi. Then he asked: "Is it really the noise caused by that kid?"

In the early years of Shujian Lake, there was a accountant with a thin face but bright eyes. He drank at the wine table with them, a group of warriors on the battlefield. The guy's ability to drink wine was really good, and his skill in persuading people to drink was even more superb. When they were high, they were all shouting that I was not drunk. That guy was good. No matter how he drank half a bowl more, he would have to go and circle under the table. As a result, one bowl after another, it was indeed the person who drank the most. , I was surprised to be able to walk away from the wine table again and again.

Guan Yiran smiled and said nothing.

Not far from the ferry, Yu Huiting, a female cultivator from Fengxue Temple, stood next to a handsome man who was regarded as a master uncle by seniority. Among the monks who accompanied the army in Dali, this woman was known for her cold face and fierceness in killing enemies. She had a slight smile on her face. Hong asked softly: "Uncle Wei, why are you here?"

The man said calmly: "I have nothing to do, just relax."

In fact, he had long regretted being the anonymous guest. Referring to Xuanfeng Yuan Lingdian, after all he was a monk from Luzhou in Beiju. He was not from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. He was not close to Luopo Mountain, nor was it really far away. Therefore, Wei Jin made up his mind to cross the continent and go to the sea to return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi as long as he left the Zhengyang Mountain boundary this time. The last time we were there, it was a battle to defend the city. This time we revisited the old place and could go further south to draw the sword.

On a talisman boat leaving the ferry, Cao Pang, the hunting envoy, took out the secret letter again.

It is said to be a fuzhou, but it is actually a mammoth ship. It is heavily guarded. In addition to the Cao family's personal retinue, there are also monks accompanying the Dali frontier army cavalry, as well as the Dali royal family arranged by the Song Dynasty court.

Cao Ping poured a bowl of wine, drank it by himself, and carefully read the secret letter signed "Luo Luo Shan Chen Ping'an" again.

The letter said that within three hundred years, Luopo Mountain would ensure that the incense of the Cao family in Shangzhu Kingdom would not happen in some of the worst accidents. In addition, within three hundred years, both publicly and privately, as long as they are candidates who have been inspected by the Cao family and are qualified to become seventh-level warriors and golden elixir immortals, whether they are Taoist jade or sword immortal embryos, they can be given away Come to Luolu Mountain to practice.

The handwriting is in extremely neat small regular script, with restrained edges at every turn. If true words come from the heart, then the young mountain master who wrote this letter is either a very cunning and cunning person, or a very disciplined person. people.

The letter also said that if the Cao family did not want to be too involved with Luo Luo Shan, Luo Lo Shan could secretly help introduce him to the Taihui Sword Sect, Duckweed Sword Lake, or Pima Sect in Luzhou, Beiju, or to the Pima Sect. The Dragon Elephant Sword Sect of Nan Po Sua Continent.

Cao Ping put down the secret message in his hand and tapped his fingers on the table.

The Cao family was originally the surname of the Zhuguo Kingdom of Great Li, and the key was that he was a hunting envoy who had reached the highest level of military honors. A family with both civil and military honors, both of whom had reached the highest position of being a minister.

Sit back and relax from now on? On the contrary, the next stage is a real test of the Cao family's ability to serve as officials. If you are not careful, everything will be lost. If the Cao family wants to be stable and maintain this hard-won scenery, the answer is not in the temple, but in the mountains, and it can only be in the mountains.

Therefore, the secret letter given by Guan Yiran is not the icing on the cake, but a timely help. It is an excellent opportunity to solve Cao's urgent need.

If in the next three hundred years, there will continue to be descendants of the Cao family, as well as those vassal nobles and nobles who enjoy the shade under the big tree of the Cao family, or the monastic embryos secretly found through various channels, they can become one after another. Five or six sects, including Luopo Mountain, are direct descendants. What does this mean? This is a family, spreading its branches and leaves on the mountain. Compared with the disciples and old officials in the temples and official circles, the flowers bloom and fade, the emperor and the courtiers, the incense and love on the mountain last for more than three hundred years? Naturally, there are too many droughts and floods to ensure the harvest. As long as the mountain is managed properly, the Cao family can even take the initiative to take a step or two back from the Dali Temple.

The Yuan family of Shangzhu Kingdom had earlier married the concubine of the family to the legitimate daughter of the Xu family of Qingfeng City, which was actually the same reason.

Luo Po Mountain had just joined the Zong Zitou Immortal Family not long ago. Of course, Cao Ping knew about such a big event.

However, the letter mentioned several sects outside of Luopo Mountain, especially the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect of Nan Po Sua Continent.

The person who sent the letter was Guan Yiran. This is a young man who seems to be covered with official amulets. From the late emperor, to His Majesty the Emperor, to the entire Li Ministry of officials who once had the surname "Guan", and even most of the old people in the Liubu Yamen, they all have a strong respect for Guan Yi regardless of their literary or military skills. However, Cao Ping had high hopes for him and was willing to regard him as half his own son. Of course, Cao Ping himself was also extremely optimistic about Guan Yiran.

When a great swordsman from Fengxue Temple said that this person was trustworthy, then Cao Ping had an idea. This business on the mountain is completely doable.

A Da Li priest knocked on the door gently. Cao Ping frowned slightly, put the secret letter into his sleeve, and said, "Come in."

The Song family minister from the capital said softly: "General Cao, before I got off the boat, I listened to the tone of the Ma Shilang and held the battle for Zhengyang Mountain. It seemed that it was the intention of the Empress Dowager Dali. When we leave, isn't it? Something is wrong.”

It sounds like, right?

Cao Ping sneered in his heart. Are you talking to me like an official? As soon as the national master left, he started playing this trick again?

Cao Ping picked up a military book on the table and asked, "Who?"

The worshiper said bravely: "The Queen Mother."

As a result, Cao Ping just squinted his eyes slightly, still looking incomprehensible.

A hunting envoy who is the mainstay of the Great Li Cavalry. Whether he understands or not depends entirely on his mood. He makes offerings but does not dare to understand. Without saying another word, he carefully bids farewell and leaves.

Cao Ping began to read the military books. How dare a woman from a Taoist family give orders to me?

Does she think she is Song Changjing, the God of War, or His Majesty the Emperor?

A line of peaks and sword tops.

All the female cultivators in Huamufang were pale in appearance, but they still did not dare to leave the square of the Patriarch Hall without authorization.

Chen Ping'an walked to the door of the Patriarch Hall and told the Bamboo Emperor that he wanted to welcome the Patriarch of Moving Mountain. After crossing the threshold, he was only a few steps away from the immortal who was condensed from the sword energy of Zhengyang Mountain at the door.

The Bamboo Emperor was still digesting the surprise.

When this young man was drinking tea, he boasted boldly, saying that he could make this congratulatory celebration fall apart. If you, the Bamboo Emperor, don't believe it, you can just sit and drink tea and wait and see.

"You are invincible in Zhengyang Mountain and have a great family and business. It is a general trend to establish the next sect. The Zhongtu Confucian Temple and the Dali Song Family have agreed to this matter, so naturally no one can stop it, and I am certainly no exception."

"But I promise that I can do one thing, so that all of this will have nothing to do with the Bamboo Emperor. From now on, whenever the disciples of Zhengyang Mountain mention the Bamboo Emperor, they will at most praise the incoming sect leader and Zhongxing Patriarch. He has done a great job."

"Because in Zhengyang Mountain's landscape ultimatum, the sect master and the mountain protector are enshrined. You can only choose one, and only one will survive."

Are you arrogant and talking nonsense? !

But watching the ferries sail away one after another made the Bamboo Emperor even more frightened.

Chen Pingan shook off his rolled-up sleeves and glanced at the sword peak on his back. The old beast was pulled over by Cao Jun's sword.

Chen Ping'an put his hands in his sleeves and smiled as he taught a sect leader, "Be calm about big things, be steady about small things, be calm about things, and be clear about nothing. Bamboo Emperor, you haven't cultivated your mind enough."

After a moment of silence, Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Bamboo Emperor, have you decided? When Yuan Zhenye appears on the top of the sword, it will be treated as if you have rejected my proposal. A Zhengyang Mountain intends to share life and death with Yuan Zhenye."

The Bamboo Emperor could only remain silent.

The Bamboo Emperor looked at the green shirt not far away and pointed at his head, "Do you think I can only do this?"

The man asked himself and answered, "It's really just some cheap tricks, not worth mentioning. It's okay. Next, I will let you Zhengyang Mountain use the principles you are best at during the 2,600 years of building the mountain. The truth is returned to you."

Climbing a mountain alone didn't actually count, because Liu Xianyang was dragging Xia Yuancui, who was seriously injured and unconscious.

At the top of this line of swords, at the center of the Zhengyang Mountain Ancestral Hall, Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang met.

Liu Xianyang casually threw Xia Yuancui in the square, looked at the smiling guy at the door, and said with an angry smile: "I come to ask swordsmen next time, if I listen to your hiking instructions again, I will take your last name!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You can just find a place to drink, and then it will be my turn to ask the sword."

Liu Xianyang picked a table and sat down to drink and eat fruits.

The old ape in white came from the sword-backing peak and suddenly landed on the ground, "Chen Pingan! Liu Xianyang!"

Liu Xianyang said angrily: "Put my name in front!"

Chen Pingan turned his head and glanced at the Bamboo Emperor who had just stood up in the Patriarch Hall.

The Bamboo Emperor stepped out of the Ancestral Hall with a complicated expression and said: "Yuan Zhenye, from now on, you are no longer the guardian of Zhengyang Mountain."

The old ape in white smiled ferociously and said, "Bamboo Emperor, can you say that again?!"

Just as the Bamboo Emperor was about to speak, Chen Pingan looked away and waved his hand, "It's too late."

With the sword on his back in green shirt, he shrank down the mountains and rivers in one step. The long sword on his back was clanged out of its sheath, and he took the lead to go to the gate of Xianfeng Mountain.

Standing on the edge of the Jianding Cliff, Chen Ping'an kept his hands in his sleeves and looked at the old ape in white, "I'll continue to be your mountain protector."

With a tap of his toes, Chen Pingan leaned back slightly, and his body swept away like a rainbow, drawing an arc in the air. Finally, Chen Pingan landed on the long sword, and the sword hovered at the entrance of the first line of peaks.

Over the Full Moon Peak, a stooped old man appeared out of thin air. He put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Luolu Mountain, martial artist Zhu Lian."

Above Qingwu Peak, there was a young woman who said calmly: "The first disciple, martial artist Pei Qian."

On the other side of Shuilong Peak, a young man in white clothes appeared riding in the wind. He said with a smile: "The proud student, Cui Dongshan."

Anyway, Cao Qinglang is not here today, so it is not suitable for this kid to show up for the time being.

Next to the boy in white, stood a little girl in black, holding a green bamboo hiking stick, raising her head high, and said loudly: "The right protector of Luolu Mountain, Zhou Mili!"

A middle-aged man in a green shirt and long coat stood above Pianqing Peak and said with a smile: "The chief worshiper of Luolu Mountain, Zhou Fei."

An extremely handsome young swordsman with a warm voice introduced himself on top of Qiongzhi Peak: "The second enshrinement, swordsman Miyu."

All the sword cultivators in Po Yun Peak and Pian Pian Peak were speechless. Piyun Mountain, Sword Immortal, Yu Mi! This person has great killing power. He can kill monsters by cutting them in half or splitting them in the head with a sword light. In the early years on the battlefield of Old Dragon City, this sword immortal emerged from nowhere, second only to Cao Rong, the Taoist Immortal Lord.

A woman with extremely beautiful appearance and cold eyes stood above Yujiao Peak and said calmly: "Sword cultivator, on the right side of Sui."

Is it the Zhenjing Sect swordsman who risked his life with his sword on the battlefield? ! How did he become a swordsman in Luoluo Mountain?

An elegant old master appeared elsewhere and said with a smile: "Wufu, plant autumn."

This person seems to have appeared on the Xiyue battlefield?

Zhu Lian, Pei Qian, and Zhong Qiu, these three pure warriors from Luolu Mountain, can all fly in the air.

This means that the three of them should be at least Far Traveling Realm warriors.

"This Pei Qian once had an alias, Zheng Qian."

"Which Zheng Qian?"

"Who else could it be? It's the female martial artist who fought with Cao Ci for four times."

No one thought it was embarrassing to lose four games in a row with Cao Ci. On the contrary, it will make people feel sincerely in awe.

First, not everyone dares to challenge Cao Ci. Secondly, if any martial artist asks about boxing, will Cao Ci definitely accept the boxing? Third, Zheng Qianwen fought four times, and Cao Ci actually accepted them all!

A tall woman wearing a snow-white robe, with a smile on her face, said softly: "Lulu Mountain Palm Rules, long life."

The white-haired boy who transformed into an alien demon borrowed her skin from Shi Rou. His eyes were rolling around. The originally pretty woman looked a little bit treacherous. She said arrogantly: "Lose mountain stone." Shopkeeper!"

Today I am more restrained and only show off my Yu Pu realm.

Chen Lingjun looked down at the Water Dragon Peak at his feet and sneered: "Remember, uncle, I come from Luoluo Mountain, my surname is Chen and my name is Jingqing!"

A Nascent Soul Realm water dragon covered with rich water transport stood in the sky above Qiongzhi Peak and just said its name, "Hongxia."

She seemed to want to dig a hole in the ground and burrow down if she said one more word.

The leader of the Fox Kingdom, who was supposed to belong to Qingfeng City, actually showed up and signed up for her number. She was naturally charming, and could confuse people even without smiling. She said slowly: "Luolu Mountain. Peixiang."

Yu Yue, an old sword cultivator from the Jade Pu Realm who came to Aquarius Continent to choose his disciples, felt that he was very energetic today. He no longer concealed his sword energy, raised his sword into the air, and laughed loudly: "Desolate I enshrine my name in the mountain, and I am a sword cultivator in Yupu Realm. I will temporarily change my name to Xixuan today.”

Guest? No, at least you have to start by registering the offering!

Wei Jin noticed a line of sight, sighed, stood on the other side of the railing, and said casually: "Guest, Wei Jin."

Over at Bailudu, the round-faced girl was a little embarrassed. What should she do? Just talk about the blacksmith shop by the Longxu River, Yu Qianyue? After thinking about it, she didn't show up. She broke a handful of reeds, squatted by the egret crossing the water, and played with water out of boredom. Liu Xianyang, a liar, and the great sage who can move mountains, how can he reach the realm of ascension?

At Bailudu, a woman with a sword on her back lifted into the air and hovered on her toes. She said with a calm expression: "Flying to the city, Ning Yao."

As the owner of Luo Po Mountain, he was wearing a green shirt and holding a sword in the air at the gate of Zhengyang Mountain. He smiled and said: "Luo Po Mountain came to watch the ceremony. The owner of the mountain, Chen Ping'an, began to ask about the sword."