Sword of Coming

The night fell, and in a blink of an eye, A Liang's figure was no longer visible. Only the light of the sword rose from all directions, shining in all directions.

When one person draws a sword, there is an image of many gods using their methods on ancient battlefields.

Xin Zhuang, who is responsible for running the formation together with Shou Chen. As the direct disciple of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, Senior Sister Li Zhen, she quickly looked around and used a magical power to connect the underworld. Her eyes sparkled, and the precious light flowed, even the long river of time and You can find clues on the road to the underworld, but Xin Zhuang still can't find any trace of that man.

No wonder he was able to escape in the midst of the dangerous monster chase in his early years.

The minister had already pulled out an unsheathed long sword from the sword case, clamped the sword blade between his fingers, and quickly touched the tip of the sword, as if a layer of immortal sludge was peeling off, and the sword light turned into a thunder light, which collided with the bright electric light. Together, at the same time, the voice reminded: "Don't look for it, you and I just control the formation at the abbot's feet, and just hold the sword with peace of mind."

When Xinzhuang heard the words, she immediately calmed down and took out an inconspicuous bag. She shook it gently, and the clouds and mist rose and filled the air quickly. It was as if the ancient wind god and rain master had borrowed a wind and rain to cover her figure, and the clouds and mist were swaying. It seems like a land of no more than an abbot, but in fact there is a cave. A wind and rain world is vast and boundless, thousands of miles away. It is like a different kind of mustard seed magical power that helps Xinzhuang hide in a huge lake. Even if A Liang can cut through the mountains and rivers of the small world with a sword, Even the restriction cannot hit her true body.

Among the wild monsters that surrounded A Liang this time, it seemed that if they didn't have one or two immortal weapons, they would be too embarrassed to go out and show up on the battlefield.

Xin Zhuang was in a safe situation for the time being, so she took a few more glances at the sword box that Shou Chen was carrying. In terms of inheritance, in the wild world, the only people in the wild world who could compete with Tuoyue Mountain were Wenhai Zhoumi.

I saw the minister swiping the sword again and again, peeling off layers of ancient sword intent, competing with the thunderous atmosphere created by Alian's swordsmanship.

They are both Ascension Realm sword cultivators, but the gap is huge. Not only is Shou Chen's current realm not yet completely stable, but also the level of swordsmanship.

Shou Chen had to admit that if he wanted to get close to A Liang's current level of swordsmanship, there was only one possibility. The opponent would be short-lived and he would be long-lived. Then, little by little, he would have hope through hard work and subsequent opportunities.

The sword box carried by the minister is painted with an ancient picture of three mountains, four seas, five mountains and ten valleys, which is very different from the true shape picture of Taoist prophecies that was widely circulated in later generations.

Because he was previously involved by Aliang's sword intention, the blindness of the sword box has faded, revealing the true form of the three mountains that have been lost for a long time. They can be seen at a glance. They look like gods and men sitting with corpses, apes walking in the mountains and wilds, and dragons flying hidden in the clouds.

The responsibilities of the three mountains are to control the creation of yin and yang, the attributes of the five elements respectively, determine the period of life and death, the length of events, control the astrological divisions, and also control the fate of fish and dragons born in water.

The sword box itself is a treasure array diagram of the rank of a great immortal soldier. It is said that in ancient times, a spiritual master held this diagram, crossed three mountains and five mountains, traveled across rivers and seas, read it, and was greeted by hundreds of gods and spirits.

It is an ancient formation diagram. Unfortunately, the master who forged this object is unknown. He is just used to be respectfully called Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou by the monks at the top of the mountain. Later, it was carefully refined by his mentor into a sword-raising sword named "Sword Tomb". He is known as the master of sword-raising gourds in the world. He can warm and raise up to nine long swords, and can breed some kind of magical power similar to the natal flying sword. Once a Qi practitioner obtains this precious treasure, it is not just sword cultivation that is better than sword cultivation.

Learning from a disciple on the mountain is so important, and among the immortals, it is true that becoming a disciple is like being reincarnated.

As for the ancestor Zhu Yan, who is the one who can move mountains in the world, he stepped on the long sword "Dingshan", and the great road manifested into a small mountain world. Zhu Yan held a long stick, followed the sky and the earth, and showed his true body of thousands of feet. The long stick expanded at the same time, and struck down with one stick, hitting the head of the fire dragon and beating it to pieces. The fire splashed everywhere, and the mountains and rivers were thousands of miles away, and the fire rain poured down.

He never thought that the fire dragon with a shattered head would evolve into hundreds of slender fire dragons, winding like mountains and resembling dragon veins on the earth. This was to challenge Zhu Yan, the mountain-moving ancestor, who liked to move mountains. Then just move.

Zhu Yan turned around and held the stick in both hands, his huge body whirling around non-stop, laughing loudly and saying: "You bastard Aliang, although you and I are in hostile camps, I still respect you as a man. I will return to my wild mountains and rivers for you." How about erecting a monument, grandpa, and I will personally write your epitaph and keep the tomb filled with wine every year?!"

With another stroke of the long stick, Zhu Yan displayed his natal magical power that could move mountains. It was the grand stroke of dividing rivers into continents. On the devastated land full of sword intent, he pushed aside those awe-inspiring swords that seemed to be condensed in a giant lake. I mean, this incomprehensible method of dividing water is far superior to several mountain water and soil techniques in the world in later generations. It can separate the rivers and seas at will, and the water can be revealed, the mountains and rivers are divided, and the land is leaked. It is simply a kind of vulgarity that can be seen with the naked eye. The vicissitudes of life.

Zhu Yan suddenly landed on the ground, stepped on the exposed roots of the earth, his true body suddenly increased by 50%, swept across with a stick, and shouted angrily: "Get out of here quickly, and kowtow to grandpa and admit death!"

Xin Zhuang, who was watching the battle from a distance, frowned slightly. He really didn't like Zhu Yan's fighting style. He was yelling and making a lot of noise.

But Xinzhuang knows him well and knows that these are all deceptions. Don't look at Zhu Yan, the ancestor of moving mountains. Every time he is on the battlefield, he likes to say harsh words and speak nonsense and bold words, knocking mountains all the way across the two continents of the vast world. Suiyue was cruel and unscrupulous in his methods, but in fact, whenever Zhu Yan encountered a strong opponent, he would act very measuredly and with sinister methods, the same way as Shou Chen. If Zhu Yan is regarded as a big demon with only brute strength, he will end up very miserable.

The knight in golden armor next to Xinzhuang had already taken out a meteor hammer from his waist. He twisted his wrist, and the golden light flowed and rotated rapidly, condensing into a flawless golden circle. Finally, he threw it quickly and hit the meteor that seemed to be trying to open up the world. A comet falls from the sky.

His two pocket meteor hammers were originally intercepted by two unusual meteors from the sky, and were carefully refined using countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Since for thousands of years, most of the sages worshiped in the Confucian Confucian Temple were Following the Lisheng stationed in Tianwai, he often fought with the gods. In addition, in the early years, the Lisheng leader, the ancestors of various schools of thought, and the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master and other mountain monks traveled hand in hand, and the fighting in Tianwai never stopped.

During this period, many human phenomena were created. For example, two places with taboos appeared in the wild world. One was in the northwest with high terrain, and the other was in the southeast where the sky was collapsing. The former was often on fire. Rain and meteors fall to the earth, and there are continuous torrential rains all year round. The heavy rain pours down on the earth, almost without seeing the sky all year round.

It was in one of these places that Fei Fei, the Great Demon of the Old Throne, found Yu Si, who later became the Jia Shen Zhang sword cultivator.

Before A Liang took action, Xiao Xun had already taken the lead to remind him: "Zhang Lu, when the fight actually breaks out later, A Liang will not stop his hands on you, otherwise he will be looking for death, so be careful and toast to others' graves, always It’s better than being offered wine.”

Xiao Xun worked as a hidden official in the Great Wall of Sword Qi in her early years, and she was known to be heartless. She only asked for friends when making friends. Xiao Xun would fall in love with anyone who disliked Haoran.

In this matter, A Liang is another exception.

Probably because this Confucian disciple, who is a descendant of the Confucian Temple saint, is really not a scholar.

Coupled with A Liang's status as a sword cultivator and the fact that he was able to stay at the Great Wall of Sword Qi for hundreds of years, Xiao Xun actually had a very good relationship with him.

I recall those days when there would be a slovenly man holding a little girl's braid in his hands during heavy snowfalls at the top of the city, euphemistically calling it "writing with a pen."

Maybe this is like what A Liang himself said, every story with a sad ending has a warm beginning. Every year's heavy snowfall and midwinter come with the warmth of spring and the blooming of flowers.

Zhang Lu stood up and said with a smile: "I am not a child anymore, I know the importance. Today's battlefield is only for swordsmen, not friends."

This Great Sword Immortal, who once became the gatekeeper of the Great Sword Qi Wall, has two natal flying swords, one is "Reflection" and the other is "Detachment".

Xiao Xun stood up and jumped, without showing the golden body. She faced the sword intention with her true body. She jumped into the green river where the sword was manifested, raised her two slender arms, and punched wantonly. , shattering the sword's will.

Except for the fight with left and right from the vast world to the sky.

During the years when Xiao Min served as a hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, not only did he never use his natal flying sword, he didn't even have a long sword handy. Every time he rushed to the battlefield, he didn't even bother to use the sword workshop's standard long sword.

Not today.

Because left and right will definitely come to the battlefield.

The ancestor had just ascended and signaled Fei Ran not to take action in a hurry. The old monk held the crutch and gently poked the ground several times. Each time the crutch touched the ground, it was a display of supreme magical power. The great path of creation can be done at will, such as pot heaven, forbidden air, and nightmare. prayer……

Liu Bai sighed quietly, trapped in such a circle that could kill fourteenth realm monks, even if you are A Liang, can you really support yourself until the left and right come?

The next moment, Aliang, who had disappeared without a trace, finally appeared on the battlefield. He was only seen after the light of the sword.

Instead of looking for new makeup, the sword light went straight to the back of Zhu Yan's head, "You fucking grandma, you like to spit shit with your mouth, right? Today I have to teach you how to draft a draft for bragging!"

Zhu Yan didn't have time to remove his true body, so he used a secret method to replace his true body with the dharma image. Even if he stepped on the roots of the mountain, he still didn't dare to show his true body to others and retracted to the ground in an instant.

Zhu Yan's Dharma-like head was chopped off on the spot with a sword. Just as it bounced a little, it was chopped into pieces by the next sword light in the air.

Xin Zhuang's eyes widened, and Shou Chen said solemnly: "I'm here to find you!"

Sure enough, a sword light was not a straight line, but a curve that happened to fit the Yin-Yang fish formation diagram, breaking the formation with one sword.

Aliang stepped forward with his sword and broke into the world of clouds and mist. His sword intent was like a cavalry carving an formation, completely ignoring the second formation restriction of Xinzhuang.

Fortunately, Xin Zhuang didn't overdo it just now, and immediately chose to run the big formation, reverse the yin and yang, change the small world and exchange places with the minister.

The sword box behind the minister fell off on its own and turned into an ancient formation. The Ascension Realm sword cultivator appeared with a golden body with three heads and six arms, each holding a sword.

Ah Liang, who only had two swords in his hands, had no swordsmanship at all and could only chop randomly.

Compared to Shou Chen's Dharma Appearance, A Liang's mustard-seed figure was completely negligible. He passed the sword again and again, and the sword light drew arcs, dazzling and criss-crossing, causing Shou Chen Dharma Appearance to retreat after receiving the sword every time.

He drew his sword for the last time, and his body disappeared in a flash, heading straight towards Xinzhuang. Just as Xinzhuang started to use the formation again, Shou Chen sighed, and it was too late to remind him. A Liang returned to the original place, and his sword fell straight down. Zhuang was so shocked that she had no power to fight back, so she had to help her die with a robe on her body. The robe suddenly became as big as the sea of ​​clouds, and finally shattered into pieces, but there was no new makeup.

A Liang's face was expressionless, and he twisted his wrist, holding a long sword that was about to break upside down. He casually poked the sword tip into the void of the earth, and the long sword disappeared like an immortal walking through the void.

The next moment, the long sword pierced Xin Zhuang's vest, tilting his body up. At the same time, a long sword happened to shatter, and Xin Zhuang's small world seemed to be flying. Sword storm.

Fighting with a sword cultivator is like this. It is never sloppy, and often the victory and defeat are decided together with life and death in the blink of an eye.

Ah Liang had countless dealings with the great monks on the mountain top, and had seen a lot of chaotic magic and magical powers. After one sword damaged the foundation of Xinzhuang Dao, almost at the same time, the second long sword in his hand was shattered, and the sword was broken into countless pieces. The sword energy soaring into the sky, gathering around Xinzhuang, is equivalent to setting up a temporary sword formation, trapping the world around Xinzhuang. Who of you has the ability to reverse the long river of time? Just do it as you like. Anyway, you can't make Xinzhuang go backwards along the river. .

Fortunately, the ancestor Chusheng put his palm against the cane and muttered silently in his heart. He didn't know what method he used, but he actually saved Xinzhuang's life, and allowed Xinzhuang to temporarily maintain the immortal state, and at the same time dispersed A Liang's sword energy. The remnants were successfully sewn onto the Yin-Yang Fish Formation that was originally unable to be gathered together.

A Liang had expected this and had long been accustomed to it. If one person beats a group of people, it would be okay if he suffered a little loss.

Holding the hilts of the two swords at his waist with both hands, A Liang disappeared from the spot again.

Liu Bai was shocked to see this. Is this A Liang who really let go of his hands and feet to fight with others?

A sky in the wild world, whirlpools turned, winds and clouds surged, and finally a suffocating aura of the avenue appeared, slowly descending to the world.

There is no trace of the flying sword, but it is undoubtedly a flying sword.

In the north of the wild world, there is still a sword light moving south at an incredible speed.

On the left and right of A Liang, one vertical and one horizontal, they used swordsmanship and sword skills to cut down the barbaric wilderness.

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At the Fire Temple in the capital, the old master Yu Hong no longer looked at the young woman. The old man swallowed a mouthful of blood. Finally, the old man who was ranked third in the martial arts evaluation strode out of the Luosi dojo. His originally small figure grew bigger, and he was in everyone's sight. Returning to his normal height, the old man finally stood still, clasped his fists and saluted all around again, immediately winning countless cheers.

This first-class worshiper of the Great Li Xingbu, even if he does not rely on his peak martial arts that is famous in the capital, he can travel across the mountains and rivers across the country just by relying on his status as a worshipper. After this battle, Yuhong's prestige in the mountains and the rivers and lakes has further improved.

Among the crowd, some people silently clasped their fists or bowed quietly, giving Yuhong gifts.

They were all remnants of the old Zhuying Dynasty. Later, they either took office as officials in the Dali Dynasty or made a living in the capital. They were in a similar situation to that of Zhongyueshan Lord Jinqing.

When they came here today, they naturally had more complicated thoughts than ordinary spectators. The Zhu Ying Dynasty, as the strongest country in the central part of Aquarius Continent, was no better than the many great Li vassals whose mountains and rivers were as big as tofu cubes. Therefore, Zhu Ying The Dugu family is destined to have no hope of recovering the country.

As for whether this move would violate taboos, these people didn't care. The Song Dynasty's court in Dali still had a certain amount of tolerance, and what supported this tolerance was, in the final analysis, naturally national strength. At that time, the Great Li cavalry traveled all the way from north to south, with great momentum. Horse hooves resounded on the shores of the South China Sea. The mountains and rivers of various countries became their hometowns. It was chilling and deeply feared. In the end, the Great Li Dynasty protected the mountains and rivers of a continent from sinking and shattering. Earned respect.

Zhou Haijing, who is also a martial artist at the top of the mountain, does not have such an official status for the time being. She had previously joked with the Qingzhu Sword Immortal and asked Su Lang to help introduce someone to the Department of Rites and Punishment, and build a bridge with Dong Hu and Zhao Yao. The two important officials of the Great Li Center said a few good words.

However, Su Lang knew very well that this was just Zhou Haijing's usual speaking style, and it couldn't be true. After this questioning, Zhou Haijing was only slightly defeated, so a first-class enshrinement status must be in her pocket. Before Zhou Haijing could return to the cave in the capital, officials from the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War or the Qing Officials Department of the Ministry of Rites would take the initiative to find Zhou Haijing.

When he thought of the place Zhou Haijing had chosen, it was said that he had arrived in the capital, and he had chosen the feng shui treasure land along the way. Su Lang felt helpless. It was really too shabby. Su Lang could not imagine that there were so many places in the capital of Li Dynasty. Chicken feces, dog feces, and even pig pens on the roadside. When Su Lang went to find Zhou Haijing earlier, it was even the first time in his life that Su Lang walked through the door of a prostitute's house. Anyway, it was a dark and narrow alley with both sides, making it impossible to hide. When he found Zhou Haijing, she laughed heartily. The first thing she said was that she had to compensate Qingzhu Sword Fairy for a pair of boots.

At this moment, Su Lang asked softly: "Miss Zhou, are you okay?"

"It's not good. The old man is ruthless."

Zhou Haijing stretched his hand around the back of his vest, rubbed the area injured by Yu Hong's elbow, and lamented, "I don't know how to show mercy to women."

During the Wenquan match, her face with exquisite makeup had turned into a big painted face. As for those hair accessories that had been piled up earlier, they were all beaten to pieces by Yuhong Quan Gang. It's a pity that they are all money. If only I could keep them. If you order a few items, you can make a small profit again.

She said angrily: "Next time Wenquan must find a place to watch. There are not so many people watching the fight. Look at me, I will go straight to Xiasan Road and treat you to egg fried rice then."

Su Lang was speechless after hearing this. This female grandmaster who was similar in age but a level above her had not seen her for many years, but her words... were still interesting.

Zhou Haijing got into the carriage, took out the handkerchief, vomited out a large mouthful of blood, and put it into her sleeve. She didn't care about the injury at all. She dipped her fingers in her saliva and twisted a few bills, which were all the big bets she had made in the capital. Banker's bet.

On the other side of the roof, Chen Pingan asked: "I'm going to meet an old friend, do you want to come with me?"

Ning Yao glanced at the carriage in the street in the distance, "That coachman?"

Chen Pingan nodded and explained: "My name is Su Lang, and he is nicknamed the 'Green Bamboo Sword Immortal'. He is a Jianghu man from Songxi Kingdom, and he is half a neighbor of Senior Song."

Now that Su Lang has an official status and has reached the Far Traveling Realm, even if he cannot reach the Mountain Top Realm in the end, as long as there is no big disaster, Su Lang will still have at least a hundred years of life, so he will definitely have to follow that mountain in the future. The Mountain God Temple has long been associated with Song Fengshan Liu Qian and his wife.

At that time, Su Lang had just broken through to become a seventh-level martial artist, and Song Yu was washing his hands in the golden basin and withdrawing from the world. As a junior, Su Lang had already gained a reputation and was still aggressive. Chen Ping'an punched Su Lang and knocked him out. He fought back to the small town, but later cooperated with Su Lang who took the initiative to come to the door. He put on a show and gave the other party a step down. For free, he gave Su Lang a great reputation in the world of "the swordsman at the foot of the mountain is not inferior to the swordsman on the mountain".

Most of the rules and human relations of the older generation are like this.

Being in the same martial arts world, as long as there is no deadly enmity, we will say a few more friendly words at the wine table. Where the road is narrow, leave one step with the pedestrians and turn the single-plank bridge into a Yangguan Avenue.

Ning Yao looked at Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an understood immediately, shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't have so many weird things to say, I just want to catch up with Su Lang."

It's like walking around the world, not showing off when you go out. Under normal circumstances, Chen Ping'an would not easily open the basket and reveal his "family wealth". In layman's terms, he would not slap someone in the face.

Ning Yao said: "Then I won't go."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then I will buy some food for the capital on my way back."

Ning Yao nodded and disappeared in a flash, disappearing without a sound.

In fact, she knew that Chen Ping'an was still worried about the war, so she wanted to find something to do and be distracted.

So let him go alone to meet the so-called friends in the world.

Under the watchful eyes of various government servants and subordinates, everyone left in an orderly manner. In a quiet alley, the carriage slowly stopped. Su Lang frowned slightly. There was a monk in front of him, blocking the way. Young Taoist priests, young monks, They are all new faces.

The young Taoist registered his number and took out a jade tablet from the Daozhengyuan genealogy symbolizing his identity. "Dao Lu Ge Ling, the capital, has something to discuss with Miss Zhou. I kindly ask Miss Zhou to get off the carriage first, and then follow Pindao to the Taoist temple to talk about it." .”

The young monk clasped his hands together and said, "The young monk is the novice monk of the Bible Translation Bureau."

Su Lang narrowed his eyes, a Taoist official under the Chongxu Bureau of Dali?

Under the Daozheng of the capital, there are six departments: Genealogy, Litigation, Qingci, Zhangyin, Geography, and Qinggui. This young Taoist priest who calls himself Ge Ling is in charge of the Genealogy Department.

Dao Lu's boss was Daozheng of the capital. He was in charge of the issuance of genealogies, promotions and demotions of Taoist priests in the capital, but he had no control over himself, a pure martial artist. If Daozheng came in person, Su Lang might be willing to show some courtesy, even though Daozheng was not a high-ranking official. , after all, he still holds real power. As for the Daolu of a chief official, Zhizhiguan does not say that it is still in the same well as the Yamen of the Ministry of Punishment. He really thinks that his second-class enshrinement status issued by the Ministry of Punishment is just a false title. ?

Su Lang tied a piece of green bamboo to his waist and tied it with a colored thread to hang an "Nothing" sign, second grade, not low. Pure warriors, only in the mountain top realm, can have the opportunity to wear a first-class peace card.

The second-class worshipers of Da Li are mostly Jindan sword cultivators, far-traveling warriors, and Nascent Soul Qi practitioners. Unless they have great military merit, non-sword cultivators in the Golden Core Realm can only be classified as the third level.

Su Lang said calmly: "If you have something to do, say something, and if you have nothing to do, get out of the way."

Ge Ling said with a smile: "It must be the Qingzhu Sword Immortal from Songxi Kingdom. I have long admired his name. I just have something to discuss with Miss Zhou today. It is not suitable for outsiders to listen. Su Jianxian forgives me."

The young monk asked softly: "Sword Immortal?"

Now when the little monk hears about Sword Immortal, he is as big as a bald man.

It has only been a few days, and I have already donated sesame oil money to Buddha twice.

It was Song Xu's intention to invite Zhou Haijing to discuss matters this time. After the Wenquan was over, she would be formally invited to join the Earthly Branches lineage.

In fact, Yuan Huajing approached her once before, but the two parties could not reach an agreement. Firstly, Yuan Huajing did not reveal his identity. Furthermore, the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Punishment also wanted to use Yu Hong to test Zhou Haijing's martial arts skills to see if he was qualified. fill a vacancy.

As for this charming chariot driver, the young monk really didn't know him, he only recognized the "Nothing" sign. Besides, no matter how handsome you are, can you be more handsome than Mr. Chen?

The cultivators of the Earthly Branches and the eleven Qi Practitioners are all the proud sons of Heaven who came into being in Aquarius Continent and took advantage of the situation. Most of the cultivators are not natives of Da Li, and the Da Li court has high hopes for them. Countless financial and material resources were invested in them, and a lot of incense and love were spent on them. The greatest reliance is not only on their respective monk realms and innate magical powers, but also on the destiny of a continent. The only flaw is that the fight relies too much on the integrity of the number of people.

When meeting Zhou Haijing this time, not only the little monk was worried, but also the female ghost, Kushou, and the others were all worried in the same way. In the end, it was Yu Yu who helped to express everyone's feelings, "I can make up for the last person. It’s true that our strength has skyrocketed, but as the old saying goes, only three things come true, we won’t cause trouble for Lord Yin Guan anymore, right?”

Song Xu joked at the time: "Neither Yuan Huajing nor I have this idea anymore. If you are still angry and unwilling, you must fight again. I can bite the bullet and convince Yuan Huajing."

At this time, Su Lang looked unhappy and said: "I don't care about your Chongxu Bureau Bible Translation Bureau, make way for me!"

Just because you have some official status, you dare to pretend to be a ghost on your own side?

Ge Ling was a little embarrassed. In fact, the most suitable person to come here to invite Zhou Haijing was Song Xu. After all, he had the status of His Highness the Second Prince, or he was Yuan Huajing, who was at the highest level. Unfortunately, the latter began to retreat.

Zhou Haijing heard the noise outside and circulated a breath of pure Qi, which made her face pale. Then she opened a corner of the curtain and smiled charmingly, "Are you colleagues of Yuan Jianxian? What's going on? You all like to be sneaky. , is your identity so shady? Aren’t you just a secret servant of the Ministry of Punishment, doing some dirty work under the table? I know, it’s like an assassin who is paid to kill people and eliminate disasters for others. What’s so shameless about this? As you can see, when I first entered the world, I was very successful in this industry."

Zhou Haijing thought to himself and said: "It's a pity that my level of martial arts is difficult for me to get into the eyes of the masters on the mountain. I don't dare to expect to be offered a first-class offering from Da Li. However, there is still a slight chance for a second-class offering. Besides, I can't trust you." , what if it is the habitual criminal who abducted and trafficked girls from good families, I will suffer a big loss later, you are all local cowards, and I am a helpless foreign girl, who can I complain to? "

Su Lang waited until Zhou Haijing finished speaking and then continued driving. Since he wouldn't give way, he would stop him if he could.

Anyway, the martial arts experience, the immortal Taoist couple, lacks a chance to share weal and woe, and today is a rare opportunity.

What's more, in this capital city, Su Lang is really not afraid of conflicts with these qi practitioners from the three religions. His biggest reliance is not even the innocent cards of the Ministry of Punishment, but his identity as a monk accompanying the army of Da Li.

Ge Ling sighed. It seemed that he could only call a few more people to invite Miss Zhou.

The young novice monk said earnestly: "Mr. Chen once said that in everything you do, you must be courteous and courteous, and you must not be arrogant."

A warm voice sounded behind the young monk, "No, I didn't say that."

The young novice monk immediately turned sideways, clasped his hands together, lowered his head and said, "Mr. Chen is best at giving good words to people. I haven't said them yet, but I will say them later."

Ge Ling turned around and greeted the visitor with a respectful expression, "I have met Mr. Chen."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists in return and said with a smile, "I'm here to catch up with my friends. You guys are just busy with business."

Then he added, "I may visit the Bible Translation Bureau and the Taoist Temple later. I hope it won't delay your practice."

The little novice nodded, thinking that he would have to find a temple to donate money for sesame oil. As a monk, what do you do with money?

Ge Ling smiled sincerely and said, "Welcome."

At that time, you can humbly ask Chen Jianxian for advice on how to use talismans.

Su Lang immediately stopped the carriage and did not dare to rush forward.

Because they recognized each other's identity.

Zhou Haijing was about to lower the curtain when he stopped. His moist peach blossom eyes narrowed instantly and he looked at the man in green shirt standing next to the little bald man. The little monk was probably too short, which made the man look particularly slender.

The dual intuition of the woman and the martial artist on the mountain made her realize that this uninvited guest floating down from the heights of the alley in front of her was definitely not to be trifled with.

The Great Li Martial God Song Changjing, the Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the previous leader of Zhenjing Sect Wei Ying... are all wrong.

It's strange, who is so great, that he can make himself feel completely unbeatable and unbeatable?

Chen Ping'an nodded secretly. This Grandmaster Zhou was indeed a man of the same ideals. He was diligent and frugal in managing his family, and was not willing to spend money on things like a mirror and a fairy tale.

Su Lang's expression changed slightly, and his mood was extremely complicated. He quickly gathered his thoughts, gathered his voice into a line, and warned Zhou Haijing: "Miss Zhou, be careful of this person, he is the Chen Ping'an who asked the sword Zhengyang Mountain!"

Of course, Su Lang did not miss the grand Zhengyang Mountain celebration. After appreciating the ceremony and sword questioning through the mirror, he immediately recognized the green-robed swordsman he had not seen for many years.

So Su Lang and Mengyu Shan were in the same embarrassing situation, but compared to the latter, the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal was a little better. The turmoil near Jianshui Villa that year, even if the two sides didn't get together and break up, they could After all, there was no enmity over this.

After Zhou Haijing heard the name "Chen Ping'an", his expression was bright and he couldn't help but take a few more looks at the young swordsman who is now the most famous in Aquarius Continent. It is very likely that he is also the youngest master of the sect in the world. It almost made my ears tingle, I couldn't afford to offend him, a swordsman who could make Yuan Zhenye punch like an itch on my body, if I provoke him, I would only lose money.

She immediately lowered the curtain, packed the large and small items in the carriage, slung a large package across her body, bowed her head and bent out of the carriage. She was about to jump off the carriage, "Then I will go with Zhenren Ge. Mr. Su, could you please help take care of it?" There’s a carriage.”

The rivers and lakes are deep, drowning the bold, and the winds on the mountains are strong, blowing away the fairy tales.

Ge Ling smiled and said, "I'll just help you drive."

Su Lang hesitated and got off the carriage.

Chen Pingan turned sideways and stood at the base of the wall to make way for the carriage.

Zhou Haijing sat back down, then opened the curtains on the side of the car, and asked with a smile: "Chen Jianxian, let me ask a few more questions. Just to make sure, we don't have any grievances, right?"

Chen Pingan nodded with a smile and said: "I have never been masked before, and I have no grievances or grudges. But I watched the battle from a distance and learned a few boxing moves from Mr. Zhou, which benefited me a lot."

Zhou Haijing smiled with squinted eyes, naturally charming, raised her arm, and gently wiped the remaining makeup on her cheeks, "It's just that I look a little ugly at this moment, which makes Chen Jianxian laugh."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No."

Zhou Haijing was suspicious, sir? I am a woman, so it is inappropriate to call an aunt like this.

These monks on the mountain are really strange.

Just don't show your timidity. I come from a small place and have never read a book. She looks good, but it's just a book, and men only rush to flip through it.

She determined that the young swordsman was probably from the great Li family. Hehe, the children of Clan A are so annoying just looking at them, all that skin and magnanimity are in vain.

The carriage slowly drove out of the alley, and the sound of the wheels gradually faded away.

Chen Pingan turned around and smiled: "Congratulations to Su Jianxian for breaking through."

Su Lang immediately clasped his fists and said, "Da Li worships Su Lang, and I am honored to meet Sect Master Chen again."

Listening to Su Lang's self-introduction, Chen Ping'an laughed dumbly. He was not blind, so he could still see such a big Ministry of Punishment brand.

Of course Su Lang was extremely nervous, but he had nothing to do with Song Yushao these years. Logically speaking, Chen Ping'an shouldn't cause trouble for him.

It's just that this kind of sword fairy who occasionally comes down from the mountain to play in the world has an unpredictable temperament and an illusory trace of the fairy. Every time he makes a move, based on his mood and regardless of right or wrong, the sword light will fall straight down and his head will roll.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, Aquarius Continent now has many restrictions on these lawless monks who look down upon the princes. Moreover, after Su Lang was recruited by the Da Li Punishment Department, he did several secret things, targeting several groups of forbidden monks who thought they were acting covertly.

But what hurts the most right now is that Zhou Haijing is leaving her alone here, woman.

Chen Pingan took out a peace card from his sleeve and said, "What a coincidence, I am half the same party as Su Jianxian."

Su Lang glanced at the Wu Shi tablet, and it turned out to be a third-class Wu Shi tablet... only slightly higher than the candidate for worship.

Su Lang was inevitably a little embarrassed.

Chen Ping'an didn't want to take the opportunity to tease Su Lang, but he just told him not to think too much and not to imitate the immortal Yun Jie of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion.

The two of them walked side by side in the alley. Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "I have been traveling to foreign lands over the years and have been away from Aquarius Island for a long time. I just returned. How is Senior Song's Jianshui Villa?"

Su Lang carefully drafted the manuscript and carefully considered every word: "After we said goodbye that year, I have never been to Senior Song's villa again. I only heard that he gave up his ancestral villa and moved to the border of Shushui Kingdom.

As a neighbor, if I hadn't participated in several great wars, and later retreated, and then came to the capital, I should actually have gone to congratulate Mrs. Liu's mountain shrine. I heard friends in the world said that Senior Song has been His body is still strong and he has been to many rivers and lakes and often goes out to relax. This is a good thing. When he is free and returns to his hometown next time, he should make up for the gift. "

Chen Pingan always looked cheerful, like two old friends from the world reunited after a long separation, with only a bottle of good wine each. He nodded and said with a smile: "That's how it should be, Su Jianxian is interested. My old friend from the world, you are all right, no matter what. Good thing."

Su Lang's originally tense heartstrings relaxed a bit.

"By the way, Songxi Country is close to Shushui Country and Caiyi Country. Has Su Jianxian ever heard of the Liu family who was born in Rouge County of Caiyi Country?"

"Zongzhu Chen is talking about the old minister Liu, or the two brothers Liu Gaohua and Liu Gaoxin?"

Liu Gaoxin was originally a direct disciple of the Shen Gao Sect, but due to bad luck, he was seriously injured in that battle and his path was hopeless. After that, he did not return to the sect and only practiced at home. Liu Gaohua was an ordinary master, but in Su Lang's eyes, he should not be underestimated because he had the status of an official with Da Li as his capital.

Chen Pingan said: "We are all old friends."

Su Lang understood immediately.

As if he remembered something, Chen Ping'an took out a pot of Baihua Brew and handed it to Su Lang, "Excuse me, Su Jianxian, to help pass this thing to Master Liu Xian. I won't say any polite words of thanks to Su Jianxian."

Su Lang took the pot of immortal brew from the mountain that he had never seen before with both hands, and said with a smile: "It's a small thing, a little effort, Sect Leader Chen doesn't need to say thank you."

Su Lang had already known that when he returned home in fine clothes, he would stop by to visit Song Yushao from Shushui Country and the Liu family from Caiyi Country. From now on, it will be simple, there is no need for frequent exchanges, then you will be inferior, you only need to take care of both parties secretly for a few minutes.

Chen Ping'an and Su Lang walked to the entrance of the alley, stopped first, and said, "Let's say goodbye."

Su Lang clasped his fists and said goodbye, but suddenly couldn't hold it back and asked, "May I ask how old Sect Master Chen is now?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Less than a hundred."

Su Lang sighed: "Sect Master Chen is truly a genius in the art of swordsmanship. In the eyes of the younger generation, he is no less powerful than the great swordsman Wei of Fengxue Temple."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said nothing. No wonder this Green Bamboo Sword Immortal could be in the same group as Zhou Haijing. One of them didn't look at the flowers in the mirror, and the other didn't read the landscape newspaper.

On the other side of the carriage, Zhou Haijing joked through the curtain: "Ge Daolu, you must be worshipers in the palace. Is it possible that His Majesty wants to meet a common girl?"

The little novice monk sitting sideways next to Ge Ling had his legs hanging in the air and quickly chanted the Buddha's name.

The aroma of powder in the carriage seeped out from the purple bamboo curtain, making the little monk almost dizzy.

Ge Ling was skilled in driving. His father was a general. He was familiar with bow and horse at a young age. He smiled and said, "Master Zhou is joking."

The young novice monk was filled with envy, "Master Zhou and Mr. Chen met by chance today, and Mr. Chen was able to call him sir. It really makes this young monk very envious."

Zhou Haijing joked: "How can a monk care about such false fame?"

The young novice monk immediately shook his head vigorously and said, "But you can't be called 'monk'. The young monk has not yet received the ordination circle."

Ning Yao returned to the inn and saw two unexpected people. He asked with a smile: "Why are you here?"

Pei Qian, holding a hiking stick. Cao Qinglang, wearing a Confucian shirt.

Pei Qian smiled and said: "I received a message from Master Feijian earlier, saying that he would stay here for about half a month. The younger brother asked Cao Qinglang to come here to attend a wedding banquet, saying that it was not appropriate for Master to show up, and Cao Qinglang's identity was more suitable. , I will follow you here to meet Master and Master."

Cao Qinglang bowed and said, "Student Cao Qinglang, I have met my master's wife."

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Pei Qian finally knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word.

Straightening up, Cao Qinglang explained: "Pei Qian accompanied me to Beijing on this trip. It was the younger brother who wanted to prevent unnecessary accidents. Furthermore, I need to formally resign from my post with the Hanlin Academy."

Leaving Aoping Continent, we went south to Tongye Continent to choose the location for the next sect.

Originally, according to the younger brother's wish, he wanted to retain his status as a Hanlin editor. He said that the younger brother had his own means.

However, Cao Qinglang did not agree. He only received his salary and did nothing, and did not go to the yamen at all times. After all, it was inconsistent with etiquette. If you want to correct your heart, you must first be sincere. As a scholar in the lineage of literary saints, you need to take the word sincerity as the guideline for your actions.

Ning Yao nodded, "Your master has to meet a friend from the world and won't be back until later."

She and the old shopkeeper borrowed two benches. After sitting down, Ning Yao immediately asked: "Why didn't you go and see the boxing competition at the Fire Temple?"

Pei Qiannanyan replied: "It's better to wait here for Master."

Cao Qinglang sat on the other bench and remained silent.

A young girl jumped up and down the street. When she approached the inn, she immediately became calmer.

The girl was not polite to Master Ning. She sat down next to Ning Yao and asked doubtfully: "Master Ning, didn't you go to the Fire Temple to watch people fight? It was very enjoyable, and the fighting was indeed better than that of Yichi Lane and Chier Street. The furry kids on both sides slapping bricks and scratching their faces look much better.”

Ning Yao smiled and said: "I went, but there were too many people, plus I got there late, so I couldn't get a good spot, so I couldn't see clearly."

The girl said guiltily: "I blame me. I went out early in the morning. I was worried about being stopped by my father, so I didn't call Master Ning. I occupied a good territory with a few friends from the world!"

She sat next to Ning Yao and kept chattering.

"That Zhou Nuxia is so beautiful!"

"Old Immortal Yu is truly well-deserved. He is just like the kind of peerless master in the book who casually gives away secret books or a dozen of internal skills. Master Ning must have seen it before. He flew all the way from the sky and stopped casually at the ring. That master's momentum , That master’s demeanor is simply amazing!”

"I really don't know how arrogant Pei Qian and Heroine Pei, who are ranked higher than them, are. She can definitely make her opponents' livers burst with fear and cause internal injuries with just one glare!"

"I heard that the young heroine Pei is a martial arts prodigy who has not been seen in a century. She has already perfected her boxing and kicking skills. She is righteous. Master Ning, you are also a heroine who has traveled the world. Have you ever had the honor to see the heroine Pei from afar? One glance?"

Ning Yao couldn't help laughing, "What do you think?"

The girl thought for a while and comforted: "It's okay, I've never seen him before."

Pei Qian sat expressionlessly on the other side of Ning Yao, his head hurting from listening to it.

Fortunately, the master is not here.

I'm also glad that Xiaomi Li, who works part-time as an ear messenger and a microphone transmitter, didn't follow him to the capital. Otherwise, he would have been laughed to death by the old cook, Chen Lingjun and the others when he returned to Luolu Mountain.

Cao Qinglang was always sitting on another bench, clenching his hands into fists and placing his knees lightly, looking straight ahead.

He has a warm smile, a humble gentleman, and a calm demeanor, but that's all.

Ning Yao turned to Pei Qian and smiled: "Your master wanted to accept Miss Liu as his disciple, but Miss Liu didn't agree."

Pei Qian leaned forward and smiled slightly at the girl.

The girl blinked and glanced at the weapon leaning on the bench in Pei Qian's hand. She was confident that she could fight!

Why, fight for your master? Then we will follow the rules of the world and ask Master Ning to give up his seat. We will sit here and join hands. We have agreed in advance that we will stop when the order is reached. No harm is allowed. Whoever leaves the bench will lose.

Pei Qian smiled and said nothing, as if he only said two words, "Don't dare."

Can you understand me?

don't know.

The two parties communicated with their eyes like this, and both parties could see clearly.

Pei Qian was a little curious, where was the naivety coming from? After thinking about it, she quickly glanced at the girl's state of mind and was stunned. Pei Qian immediately stopped looking.

The little girl in the girl's mind is completely different from the cheerful and lively girl on the surface.

After Chen Ping'an and Su Lang parted ways, they quickly returned to the inn and were surprised to see the founding disciple and his proud student.

Pei Qian and Cao Qinglang stood up at the same time.

Chen Pingan walked over quickly, smiled and waved to the two of them.

Seeing this scene, the girl nodded secretly. She was probably a serious martial arts sect with some rules. This foreigner named Chen Ping'an seemed to be quite prestigious in his sect, but he didn't know who their leader was. , Are you old, are you good at boxing, and can you beat the owners of several nearby martial arts schools.

And look at that young man, he is a scholar, and he has caught up with those in Yichi Lane.

She was even more certain that Master Ning's sect was not that wild.

Chen Pingan sat next to Cao Qinglang and asked, "Why are you here?"

Pei Qian pursed his lips and did not dare to smile.

Master and Mistress had exactly the same opening remarks.

Cao Qinglang explained it to her husband again.

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and asked: "Did Cui Dongshan say before why he suggested that you retain your identity as the editor of the Hanlin Academy?"

Cao Qinglang shook his head and said, "Senior brother didn't say anything. He probably took back his words when he saw that I insisted on resigning."

Chen Pingan turned around and said, "Then don't be in a hurry to resign. Pei Qian, send a letter to Cui Dongshan and ask Cui Dongshan for the detailed reasons."

Cao Qinglang heard the implication and asked softly: "Sir, like my junior brother, do you also want me to retain my official status as a Great Li official?"

Chen Pingan put his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile: "Nonsense, we are of the literary sage lineage. Although Zhao Yao has the highest official status in the imperial court now and is a minister of the Ministry of Justice, he is not from a clean background. He has a wrong path and belongs to the imperial court. We promote talents one by one, but you are different. You are the most legitimate one with a first-class or third-class background. If you resign, your husband will lose half of your skills when you brag to others in the future."

Cao Qinglang was speechless.

Chen Ping'an stretched out a hand, patted Cao Qinglang on the shoulder, and said: "When I didn't come to the capital, I didn't think it was anything. But when I got here, especially after visiting the government office in Nanxunfang, I Sir, I feel a little disappointed when I find out that you didn’t get the first prize in the exam and failed to become the best in the world.”

That boy Lin Junbi has now become the national advisor of the Shaoyuan Dynasty.

It's okay, my student will soon be the youngest sect leader in Haoran Jiuzhou. It's hard to say that there will be no one who will come after him, and he is destined to be unprecedented.

Chen Pingan and his husband had a special discussion about this matter before, and they both felt that it was not appropriate to make an exception, because Cao Qinglang was still too early to reach the Jade Pu Realm, so he would be given the status of acting head of the Luo Shanxia Sect.

Cao Qinglang became increasingly helpless, "Students can't take the exam again. And the ranking in the general examination may be easy to predict, but in the palace examination, no one can say that they will definitely win the first place."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I've met that Xun Qu. You two have a good eye for making friends."

Cao Qinglang was a little worried, but soon felt relieved.

What worries him is that Xun Qu will be involved in the official disputes of the Dali court. But there is nothing to worry about when Mr. Xun Qu does things. Even a bad thing can be turned into a good thing.

Ning Yao asked in his heart: "Still worried about the wild world?"

Chen Ping'an hummed, put his hands in his sleeves, stooped, and said helplessly: "It's hard to feel relieved."

Ning Yao asked: "Then let's go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"

Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "This side of the capital?"

In fact, if he went to the Sword Qi Great Wall, he wouldn't be able to help much. If he really wanted to get involved, it would only be a disservice.

But just take a closer look, whether it’s the ruins of the Jianqi Great Wall, or the four ruins named Tianmu, Tingji, Shenxiang and Rizhui by the Confucian Temple, or the three ferry crossings of Bingzhu, Zouma and Diyui created by Haoran Tianxia , whatever.

Ning Yao said: "Why are you thinking so much? You agree with that short winter melon for ten days. At worst, you can ask Pei Qian to send a message to the palace, saying that when you are not in the capital, the ten days will not be counted. Even if she doesn’t agree, it’s none of your business.”

Chen Ping'an's eyes lit up, it's feasible.

Unexpectedly, Ning Yao just stood up and sat down again, "Forget it, you are rushing too slowly. Maybe you are still halfway, and the Shanshui Di report will have results."

Chen Ping'an was stunned and rubbed his chin. Could it be that he would wait for his husband to come back before asking him to pray? It's not appropriate to ask for it on your own, so you still have to ask your husband to take action.

Suddenly, two scholars appeared at the door of the inn. They both came all the way from the Confucian Temple. One was old and the other middle-aged. The latter smiled and said: "Too slow? Not necessarily. Tell me, Wherever you want to go.”