Sword comes

Previously, at the junction of Longxu Creek and Tiefu River, there was a majestic waterfall.

It's just that now Longxu Creek should be called Longxu River, and Tiefu River has also been changed to Tiefu River.

In the night, there was a beautiful woman with a golden tassel sword in her arms, standing on the blue stone cliff at the junction of the stream and the river. The young woman had a very good figure, and the clothes on her chest were bulging up, so she couldn't see her toes when she looked down. So much so that the group of golden silk sword tassels just entrenched on top of it.

She is the personal maid beside the empress. Although she is extremely beautiful, she has a vulgar name of a country woman, Yang Hua.

The woman first threw the Dongbao Pingzhou sword, which was originally called Fulu, into the river.

She took a deep breath and began to take off her clothes, one by one, and threw them into the splashing Tiefu River.

In the end, she revealed a curvaceous, flawless and perfect carcass, bathed in moonlight and water mist, which made her even more fairy-like.

Then he took a step forward, with a slender and delicate body, and fell straight down.

She wants to enter the water and become a god.

Yang Hua, a woman who has obtained the imperial edict of the Great Li Dynasty, will become a righteous god of the Tiefu River tonight.

The counties of the Great Li Dynasty were divided into three grades: large, medium and small. The same is true for rivers. The streams under the rivers are the lowest level of water transport gods. For gods, the rivers above are divided into upper, middle and lower grades. Longxu Creek has now been upgraded to two grades in a row, that is, it has been upgraded from a stream to a medium river.There is no difference between high and low rivers above the river, and now the Tiefu River has become a big river.

It's just that the Tiefu River and the Longxu River, the two rivers connected end to end, will not build river shrines or statues of gods for the time being.

Keep it simple.

The two newly promoted Jianghe Gods are not familiar names in Longquan County, and the name of Tie Fu Jiang Zhengshen is Yang Hua.

Compared with the thunder and rain conferred by Jiang Shen, the Dali court conferred three orthodox mountain gods in one go, namely Piyun Mountain, Dianxiang Mountain and Luopo Mountain.

The ceremony of conferring the gods, with great momentum, the imperial decree written by Emperor Dali, the sage Master Ruan helping to announce the opening of the altar, the content read by the minister of the Ministry of Rites, Mr. Qin Tianjian Mr. Qingwu's "buried gold and jade", the local parent officer and Longquan county magistrate Wu Kite, unveiling the two statues of clay statues and golden statues, and so on, a series of red tape, not bad at all.

The mountain gods in East Aquarius Continent are divided into Five Sacred Mountain Gods, general mountain gods, and land. There are three layers in total. Common people commonly call them Lord of Land, which is a bit like an official candidate.

Generally speaking, the scale of mountains and mountains, even if it takes hundreds of years or thousands of years, is a fixed number, so it is difficult for the land and mountain gods to be promoted in situ, but it is not absolute. The court attaches great importance to it, and if you become a state teacher and a true monarch with a transcendent status, you may be able to ascend to heaven. After all, the mountains are not high, and there are immortals.

Among them, there is a mountain god in Luopo Mountain, which is particularly weird. He only knows his surname Song. Compared with the other two statues of mud-bodied gods with gold-plated bodies, this mountain god statue has a golden head specially made, and the rest of the clothes are painted and not painted with gold powder. It is said that this is a secret decree issued by the imperial court.

In the turbid river water, there is a raging waterfall crashing down overhead.

The toe of the woman's foot lightly stepped on the hilt of the rare Taoist talisman sword. The golden sword tassels were like vines, and at some point gently wrapped around her ankle.

Embrace the guilt.

The eyelashes of the woman with her eyes closed were trembling slightly, and tears slowly flowed out of her eye sockets. Being at the bottom of the river, those tears were naturally fleeting.

Even though she was born with a different physique than ordinary people, she has been close to rivers and rivers since she was a child. When she was young, a wandering Taoist priest came to her home and tested her horoscope, saying that she is easy to attract all the filthy things in the water, so it is best not to go near the water source alone. , especially where the rootless water temporarily gathers.The girl surnamed Yang Minghua gradually grew up, and was soon picked up by a Mr. Dali Qingwu, and brought to that empress. She practiced the superior water method, and her cultivation level made rapid progress. She might practice casually for three years, and she would be at the top. It is worth the hard work that others have spent 30 years or even longer.

But what really forced her to embark on this "road of no return".

You must know that becoming a Hebo Hepo, a Jiangshui god, has always been regarded by orthodox Qi practitioners as "a dead end", and it is not a proper way of longevity at all.

Just imagine a Longevity Bridge, knowing that it collapsed halfway, making it impossible for people to reach the other side, so what kind of Longevity Bridge is it?

She knew in her heart that this was the crime of being pregnant.

Because she was recognized by the capital talisman sword, she managed to control the talisman before Liu Baqiao, a young swordsman in Fenglei Garden, made a move.

After obtaining this great opportunity, her cultivation base skyrocketed all the way, just when she felt that the fifth realm was just around the corner, but at the same time, successive bad news came quietly. First, the empress needed her to take out the talisman The sword, handed over to Ruan Qiong, who was sitting in Lizhu, to split the dragon-slaying platform twice.Then the talisman sword that was handed back to her was almost in pieces, what else could she do?One is the empress who was recreated by Entong, and the other is the military sage who was regarded as the guest of honor by Dali. She had to grit her teeth and accept the result, but she never thought that the emperor issued an order to temporarily seal her as an iron talisman The water god of the river.

In the river, the woman stepping on the sword hovered still, like a god standing in a shrine.

She discarded all distracting thoughts and began to meditate, making tactic with both hands, as motionless as a mountain.

First, her black hair fell off one by one, dissipated in the river, and disappeared with the current.

Immediately afterwards, the flesh and blood of the body melted little by little.

The severe pain came not only from the flesh and blood, but more from the wailing from the depths of the soul, which made the woman who was cut off from her senses by the Da Li Bu Chuan secret technique, her delicate body that was gradually becoming bloody and bloody, still tremble.

Shape pin bone stand!

In the end, the woman was reduced to a real skeleton.

The surface of the water boils and the steam rises high.

The half-destroyed talisman sword remained motionless at the bottom of the river, but the terrifying white bones in the form of a woman could be vaguely seen, and began to shake like water plants, extremely fragile, as if it might be washed away by the river at any time.

Just at the critical moment, the golden tassels of the Taoist talisman sword "Fulu", strands of golden silk threads, began to emit golden light, not only binding the woman's ankles more tightly, but also continuously climbing upwards slowly, finally Stalled at the bone knee.

This allowed Bai Gu to stabilize her figure, and helped her not to be despised by the mysterious spirit contained in Jiang Shui, and completely reduced to the lowest level of water ghosts.

Condensing the divinity, reshaping the golden body, and making the body a false saint.

I saw the top of the bone, and the first strands of hair began to grow.

It is not the long crow-blue hair of the "Old Woman" of Longxuxi Hepo before, but the light golden hair, each of which appeared on the white bones, became more and more lush, and finally gathered a golden hair that was several feet long. Long hair, incomparably gorgeous.

This is the phenomenon of "Rain Master" which is rare in a century!

The gods of rivers and waters in the world, no matter how big or small, are attached to the earth and flow with the flow.The Rain Master, who has almost disappeared in Aquarius Island, can be regarded as a god in the sky. Although the rank of the Rain Master will not be much higher than that of a river water god, the difference is like an ordinary qi practitioner vs. a sword cultivator in the same realm. , The combat power is actually very different.It's a bit like the official position of the doctor who is the old man with a lantern in the officialdom. It is more important than other Dali officials with the same rank.

The Daluo Jinxian respected by Taoism, the golden body of the Arhat who protects the Dharma in Buddhism, the clay statues of the gods in the world, and the so-called golden branches and jade leaves in the secular dynasties all carry a gold letter.

Among them, the golden body of the god is actually a false finger, not to say that the god has really achieved a golden body all over his body. The golden body of the river woman in Longxuxi is actually just a little bit of golden light in his eyes.But this woman has blond hair that symbolizes the qualifications of a rain master, which is very different.

The woman began to recover her appearance.

Raw bone meat.

Finally, when she opened her eyes, she was already more beautiful than before.

She was wearing a blue dress made of condensed water essence from the river, wrapping her extremely alluring body.

She walked forward slowly, like walking on flat ground, breathing freely, which made her feel more hearty than practicing in a cave full of aura.

The woman raised her hand, and the talisman sword that had never been unsheathed jumped out from the bottom of the river. She held it in her hand and lay it in front of her. She gently unsheathed the sword and stared at the shocking cracks, like a The scars on the beauty's face are regrettable and pitiful.

Yang Hua, who has become the God of Dali River, turned her wrist, raised the sword edge of the talisman, looked down, stared at it, which was only as sharp as before, and said softly: "In the end, there is only you, who will never leave me .”

The talisman sword trembled slightly, and his aura was exhausted, like a haggard old man on a sick bed, completely exhausted.

"I won't dislike you, it doesn't matter if you die, let's go to the end together."

Yang Hua lowered her head, turned her cheeks slightly, and cut blood grooves on her face with the sharp blade, deep enough to see the bones.

The water of the Tiefu River rolled by, and the water became more and more powerful, full of murderous aura, without any trace of resentment or melancholy.

Worldly affairs, pregnant Bi its crime.

People in the world, armed with sharp weapons, are willing to kill themselves!

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On the back of Qingniu by the Longxu River, an old man is squatting on a rocky cliff smoking a pipe. A "young woman" sits cautiously on the edge of the rocky cliff, her hair drooping all the way into the river.Now that she has been promoted to the orthodox river god recognized by the Dali court, she has been able to go ashore for a short time in this way. Don't underestimate this small step. He Po He Bo and others, even if you practice for hundreds of years, you are still powerless.

The woman with long hair covering the water below the cliff said timidly, "Prince Immortal, why can't I, Malanhua, have a river temple? Even a small dilapidated temple is fine."

The old man sighed and laughed, "With your reputation as a bad street, do you still want to have continuous incense? I'm afraid there are only a few large tanks of saliva. Besides, you think that enjoying incense sacrifices can keep your harvest in drought and flood? And it is A business of lying down and enjoying the blessings, doing nothing?"

The woman sneered and said: "Xianchang, you know that I am a village woman with long hair and short knowledge. Your old man told me so that I would not make another taboo and offend a certain big shot. I am not afraid of being beaten. If it is given to Xianchang If I have trouble, I feel very uncomfortable."

When it comes to long hair but short knowledge, the woman glanced at the black hair out of the corner of her eye, feeling a little complacent in her heart.

My hair is long, but really long.Those short-lived mothers, aunts and foolish women in the small town, many of them are in their forties, their hair is already gray, can they compare with themselves?In terms of status and family background, what can they use to compare with their majestic river god?

The old man said slowly: "Together with the temple, once the altar is erected, the incense burner is placed, and after the first stick of incense is lit, you are truly dependent on the water and soil of this place. For example, there were two earthquakes from Hongzhu Town before, Longquan The county is also trembling with the ground, and the river is swaying, if you have land temples and clay statues, then you will suffer the impact of this kind of vibration."

Although the woman pretended to nod her head in agreement, she felt a little disapproving in her heart.

The old man was expressionless, holding a cigarette stick in one hand, and tapped lightly on the rocky cliff with his free hand.

The flesh and blood of the woman burst apart inch by inch in an instant, and she fell into the river in pain, crying with all her strength under the water, her body twisting and rolling wildly.

The old man turned a blind eye to this and said slowly: "Why did the righteous god of mountains and rivers choose to follow the king down the mountain so hard and help to balance the people on the mountain? Apart from the source of incense, the fights between the gods on the mountain will affect the ups and downs of the luck of the place. , is also the key. Who wants to be precarious, maybe tomorrow he will be severely injured, and the day after tomorrow he will perish in the world?"

"In addition, the folk customs, culture, education, and warfare of a place and many backgrounds and changes will also affect your Taoism, whether it is subtle or sudden, and it is not transferred by the will of the gods. The former is a blunt knife. Cutting flesh, the latter, is a disaster from the sky, you, cherish the current idle situation, this is the real happy and happy like a fairy."

The woman didn't dare to go ashore again, the snow-white head slowly emerged from the water, begging for mercy: "My lord, this servant knows the importance and danger."

The old man waved his hand, "Go away."

The woman dived into the bottom of the water, her waist swayed, and her figure instantly crossed the stone arch bridge, fleeing two or three miles away to the waterway.

She used to be the woman of Longxuxi Hepo, and she passed the river section beside the blacksmith's shop leisurely, but now she is not so afraid of that powerful little girl, after all, besides being diligent and diligent, she is now a military sage , adding to the gloomy weight of the running water, and occasionally being called by the little girl to ask about the town's past with Chen Zhima and rotten millet. Over time, she felt that her waist was already very thick.

As for the girl Xiuxiu, who is very weird in the eyes of the woman, according to the chat between the two, the woman learned that besides forging iron every day, she would continue to stare at the old house that was about to be repaired, and help clean it every now and then. Several houses moved all the caged old hens and chicks to the blacksmith's shop.

The woman actually didn't understand this girl's thoughts at all. How could the only daughter of a military sage live like a daughter of an ordinary family in a small town?

But she didn't dare to tell Ruan Xiu what was in her heart.

The power of that fire dragon, after she became an orthodox river god, she felt more and more deeply.

But now the woman feels that she really has a backer!He thinks that he and Miss Xiuxiu have turned enemies into friends, they can be regarded as half helpers of the military sage, and they can also be regarded as old man Yang's unnamed disciples, right?

These things make women especially proud.

In fact, she also remembers beating, but she is a little forgetful, and often forgets the pain when the scar heals.

But she's enjoying it.

The old man sitting alone on the back of the green bull said with emotion: "A frog at the bottom of a well, when he sees the full moon, he will happily forget his worries."

After a long time, a young man with cinnabar between his brows slowly walked up the cliff, squatted beside the old man, and sighed.

Old man Yang asked with a smile, "Did you study a lot in the school today?"

The "young" national teacher was so hurt by this sentence that he trembled with anger.

The old man did not continue to sprinkle salt on his wounds, after all, he had been an ally for a short time, "Wenchang Pavilion of the Yuan family and the Martial Sacred Temple of the Cao family, the clay sculptures and golden statues have been built, right? The site selection has not yet been finalized? You will not help you That student, would you really like to see his official career crumble in Longquan County?"

The handsome young man with cinnabar eyebrows said with a depressed face: "In the past, I had my own backup. Now do you think I still need this?"

Old man Yang nodded, "It's a bit miserable."

The young man said angrily: "Hey, Old Yang, it's fine if you didn't plead for me at that time, and you still have the nerve to sneer?!"

Old man Yang was unmoved, "My behavior is at best considered yin and yang, not cynicism."

The old man thought for a while, and then said: "I'm willing to put down this old face and intercede for you, is it useful?"

The young man murmured, "You have to speak up, say something."

The young man leaned back, lay on the uneven blue stone cliff, looked at the deep night sky, and said to himself: "Did you and Song Changjing have a private covenant like me?"

Old man Yang smiled and said, "Yes, and he didn't hide it too much. Otherwise, Li Er wouldn't have made such a big fuss with Song Changjing. Instead of letting your emperor worry about suspicion, it's better to put it on the table and let him Seeing it, I know it in my heart. But I guess with Song Changjing's unruly character, he must have said it face to face when he arrived in the capital."

The young man said angrily: "I'm just not as lucky as Song Changjing. I shouldn't have come to this shabby place, it's a blessed place, and this damn place is my Cui Chan's calamity!"

The old man smiled and said: "For the other half of the national teacher Cui Chan, it may not be so."

The young man sat up and said angrily, "Old man Yang, if you talk like that again, I will kill you!"

Old man Yang turned his head to look at the young man who had suffered successive misfortunes, and stopped adding fuel to the flames, "Have you realized that you have changed a lot after being cut off?"

The boy frowned, wondering: "Is there?"

The old man nodded and said seriously: "Yes. Your mind is gradually changing, and your soul is gradually stabilizing. Although your cultivation is already negligible, compared to the former national teacher Cui Chan, you finally have the appearance of a young Cui Chan."

The young man's face was livid and his eyes were burning.

The old man looked into the distance and joked: "It seems that reading is still useful."

Cui Chan, who originally lived in this precious body, is now like an immigrant who migrated far away and took root in the local area.

Cui Chan, one divided into two.

The national teacher Cui Chan has lost part of his soul, and the body where the young Cui Chan's spirit resides is not only a place to stand, but also a cage.

The young man didn't want to get entangled in this matter, for fear that if he couldn't bear it, he would throw himself into the water and forget it, so he quickly changed the subject, "His Majesty the Emperor didn't agree to merge the Longxu River and the Tiefu River into one river, and then divide them all into one river." Hepo, instead, divided into two and promoted each. At the same time, Song Yuzhang, who 'died due to illness' here, was promoted without warning to the mountain god of Luopo Mountain. He also ordered someone to secretly create a golden head and send it to Longquan. The county seat. In other words, the emperor's younger brother Song Changjing and the person next to the pillow were each given [-] blows."

Old man Yang looked towards the rolling mountains and peaks to the west, and asked: "You Cui Chan, Master Cui also needs to figure out the emperor's heart like this?

The young man was stunned for a moment, then sighed, "One is that he has been in the cage for a long time, the horse is thin and long-haired, and the man is poor and short-sighted, and the other is that His Majesty the Emperor, who has lofty ambitions, loves conspiracy, and is upright, which is really not to be underestimated. In other dynasties, Song Changjing has usurped the throne long ago, and as for that girl, she may have tasted the taste of a female emperor long ago."

"Dongbao Pingzhou is small and small. There is one thing that other continents don't have. That is, in the well-documented official history, there has never been a female emperor who ruled the world. I don't know how many women are eager to move and want to pick her up." If you win the first prize, take this opportunity to be famous forever, even if it is notorious for thousands of years, I am probably willing."

"I just don't know if Dali can survive this hurdle, and even if he survives, I don't know how many years have gone backward."

"However, I am the only one in the world who knows what Ah Liang wants to do, and I can guess what he will do."

At the end, the young man suddenly became radiant.

Old man Yang asked: "Cui Chan in the capital doesn't know?"

The boy sighed, and said with a complicated expression, "I probably don't know about that."

The young man rubbed his cheeks vigorously, "The Chen family of Longwei County suddenly opened a school here to teach all the Mongolian children in Longquan County for free, and hired three gentlemen with a lot of money, all of whom are famous Confucian writers in Dongzhou County. It's Keqing Qingke who has an inseparable relationship with the Chen family. Is there any instruction from the Yingyin Chen family? Could it be that their Confucian culture has plots in Baopingzhou?"

Old Man Yang laughed and said, "I know the cause and effect, but I won't tell you, anyway, you're going to pack up and get out of here soon. It's very kind of me to talk to you so much."

The young Cui Chan was not angry this time, "Let's go."

After the boy stood up, his expression changed instantly, he stomped his feet angrily, and cursed furiously: "What a fart! It's fine to bring two troublesome oil bottles, I can bear it! But if you want me to be that kid's disciple, yes What's going on?! Old man, what are you thinking?! Did you lose your realm, cultivation base, status, and even your knowledge?! If you dare to stand in front of me now, I promise to scold you this time. You are bloody, old man, you are shameless and shameless, you know if you are playing a rascal, you have to show some conscience and reason..."

Old man Yang stretched out his thumb and said, "Young man is chivalrous and heroic."

The young man suddenly stopped cursing, and asked in a low voice: "I didn't name names, the old man used to have all-powerful abilities, but that was the old Huangli many years ago, and now there is only a little bit left. , can’t you still hear my words?”

Old man Yang stood up, put away the cigarette stick, patted his buttocks, and prepared to leave, "Maybe, after all, you were his first apprentice, and there may be exceptions."

The young Cui Chan laughed dryly, and comforted himself: "Impossible, impossible."

At this moment, the most common Confucian elementary books appeared in front of the young man one by one out of thin air. No one turned them over, but slowly opened the first page by itself.

The young man with cinnabar eyebrows was stunned, as if he was mourning his concubine.

Old man Yang walked away, "Oh, someone wants to study again."

The young man straightened his clothes with dull eyes, straightened his waist, and began to read aloud heart-piercingly: "Heaven and earth have righteousness, mixed with manifolds. The bottom is the river and the mountains, and the top is the sun and stars..."

The young man suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the back of the old man, "Your uncle! Did you leak the secret on purpose and pass my words on to the old man?! Old bastard, you are not such a bully. It's just your identity, do you have to hold grudges like this..."

The boy shook his palm for no reason, and shuddered in pain, as if there was a strict school teacher standing aside, beating the stubborn student with a ruler.

The young man continued to roar: "To people, he is called Haoran, and he is full of love. The emperor's road should be Qingyi, and Hanhe Tumingting..."

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At the entrance of the pillow post in Hongzhu Town, the postman who spoke harshly to a poor old man probably felt that he could not fight a bad old man, so he finally told the old man the answer by cursing, saying that those people left by boat during the day, It goes south along the Xiuhua River.

After the postman saw the old man turn around and leave, he spat on the ground fiercely. Afterwards, he remembered that it was the door of his own station, and wiped it off with his toe angrily.

Ever since those children came to Pillow Post, strange things happened one after another, and in the end, the kind-hearted Lord Yicheng lost his official position. He is really a bunch of bastards.

The old man with his luggage was walking on the street. After careful consideration, he decided to let it go. Lu Yao just knew people's hearts.

The old man stretched out his hand quietly, grabbed a jasper hairpin, and put it back in his sleeve.

Those children went south to the Sui Dynasty, while the old scholars went to the west.

The road is facing the sky, and each side walks halfway.

Whether it leads to the same goal by different routes, I don’t know, it’s hard to say.

But the road under your feet must be walked step by step by yourself.

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On a big boat, because of a white donkey that was an eyesore, the four of Chen Pingan could only stand at the bow of the boat and could not sit comfortably in the cabin.

Fortunately, the four of them have long been used to the hard life of eating and sleeping in the open. It's just that Li Huai was a little angry with the captain's dog eyes, but soon smiled and asked Lin Shou to help lead the donkey. He climbed on the donkey's back, rode and rode The donkey made Li Huai laugh from ear to ear.

Passengers on the big ship nearby looked at these teenagers and children with idiot eyes.

Lin Shouyi held the reins, and the river wind came slowly, gently blowing the boy's hair on the sideburns. The boy touched his heart, where there were yellow paper talismans and "Langlang Book on the Cloud".

Chen Ping'an was squatting aside, chopping green bamboos skillfully with a hatchet. He had promised to make two small bookcases for Lin Shouyi and Li Huai.

The little girl in the red padded jacket who was squatting and unwilling to take off the emerald green bookcase suddenly said in surprise: "Little uncle, the hairpin on your head is gone! It was clearly still there before boarding the boat."

Chen Ping was stunned, and touched the topknot of his head, feeling a little dazed, but during this period of time, the young man was used to all kinds of accidents, although he was very disappointed, he still smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I remember those eight words, and I will make it for myself in the future." One, with the same words engraved on it."

Li Baoping nodded.

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The old scholar walking on the streets of Hongzhu Town smiled knowingly and said in a low voice, "Good."