Sword comes

A sword pierced the sky and landed on the street in front of the mansion.

Like the rainbow light of sword energy dragged by a comet, the track that broke through the boundary and entered this place has not dissipated for a long time, like a ray of dazzling sunlight passing through the window and shooting into the lifeless room.

The white donkey ran around in circles like an old friend in a foreign land.

The ghost in the wedding dress was obviously a little surprised. As the owner of the mountains and rivers here, she felt the power of a sword more clearly than anyone else. The roots of the mountains shook and the water vapor boiled. A lantern is about to be extinguished in one breath.

The female ghost was startled and angry, she didn't look at the place where the flying sword landed, but stared at the gap that could not be mended in the gloomy sky. At the same time, beads of fresh blood oozed out of the bright red wedding dress, Like water droplets rolling away on lotus leaves, there will be more and more in the end, forming one after another.

The female ghost waved her sleeves, raised her head and roared angrily: "Whoever trespasses here will die! Bold Sword Immortal, I will take your head off and plant it in the garden, and let you live for ten or hundred years!"

There was loud laughter coming from far away, and finally the voice was condensed on the flying sword on the ground. Not only was the voice warm and mellow, but it also had a unique charm, just like the children of the aristocratic family said that the wind, flowers, snow and moon gave people a feeling of spring breeze, but words In the midst of this, he did not conceal his arrogance, "Wait a moment, girl, my body is not completely stable yet, and I can't compare to Feijian's speed, but I don't know how the girl's garden looks like..."

"The place is not big, and the scenery is not very good. It is enough to plant a head!"

The pale face of the ghost in the wedding dress turned into an increasingly dark purple, with a ferocious smile. From the big sleeves of her wedding dress, two scarlet streams rushed towards the gap in the sky and rolled away.

Someone said loudly: "The sword is so dirty!"

The heavy sky shook violently.

The two streams of blood that flowed backwards and gathered at the gap exploded in all directions on the dome of Xiaotiandi in an instant, like a bloody rain, the female ghost trembled and shook her sleeves lightly, regardless Countless raindrops returned to the sleeves.

A young man in a white robe descended from the sky, surrounded by a layer of white mist, like the mist of a great lake, like the wind on a mountain peak. The majestic sword aura of the strong arms is bright and dazzling, like a white dragon surrounding the surroundings, swimming swiftly. Once the filthy aura and scarlet blood meet this sword aura, they will dissipate instantly.

Seeing the handsome man, who was not yet thirty years old, floating between Chen Ping'an and his party and the female ghost in wedding dress, the flying sword on the ground swished towards the man's side, and the point of the sword pointed directly at the plaque on the gate of the mansion "Xiu Shui Gao Feng" ".

The man put away his two fingers, and the condensed and abundant sword energy paused for a while. The man turned his head and saw the little girl in the red padded jacket carrying a small bookcase. The man suddenly remembered that there was an old man who had depended on him for many years. The object no longer belonged to him, and then he smiled and waved, Li Baoping's green bamboo bookcase was slightly bumped, the small silver gourd hidden inside shook gently, and a snow-white flying gourd with a handle no longer than two inches long The sword flitted out of the gourd that raised the sword, and the sword energy entered into the flying sword reluctantly, and the flying sword rushed towards the man's eyebrows, and disappeared in a flash.

The sword fairy man rubbed his brows, and joked: "From now on, we will be at home all over the world together. You are not a little lady waiting in a boudoir, you must stay in the embroidery building and not go downstairs."

The white donkey trampled briskly, ran to the man's side, and rubbed its head on the man's shoulder affectionately.

The man smiled and stretched out his hand, stroking the white donkey's head, "Old man, long time no see, I really miss you."

The gap in the sky has been slowly closed as the man forced his way in, but it has consumed a lot of spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers. In just a short time, at least 50 years of family wealth was wiped out, and all turned into useless turbidity .

The female ghost in the wedding dress regained her composure, and said with a sneer, "Sword, the sword energy released from outside, and the flying sword of natal life, each is more powerful than the other, such a magnificent land sword fairy. You must not be from the Dali family, right?"

The sword fairy man who turned out to be born in the sky smiled and said: "It's just duckweed without roots, and the name is not worth mentioning."

After the man finished saying this, instead of turning his head, he turned around generously, leaving his back to the wedding gown ghost, the Land Sword Immortal who just came out of seclusion, and said warmly: "I It's A Liang's half friend, um, only half, half of him is his disciple, but unfortunately A Liang doesn't want to admit it, saying that I am too pedantic and too soft, so the sword is never fast enough, if you recognize me as an apprentice He can't afford to lose face. I came all the way here because I sensed the difference between the old man and Yangjian Gourd. I would like to ask, what about Ah Liang, and you?"

Chen Pingan explained: "We are also A Liang's friends. A Liang gave the gourd to Li Baoping, and Li Huai took care of the donkey. As for A Liang's whereabouts, I believe you will hear about it yourself in the future."

Compared with the female ghost in wedding dress, this land sword fairy who claims to be A Liang's friend, Li Huai, who has always had weird thoughts in his mind, is not unfamiliar with this person at all. From the child's point of view, A Liang's friend is definitely him Li Huai's friend?As for whether you are a fairy, is it more important than friendship?

It's just that the turmoil on the Xiuhua River ferry made Li Huai afraid of the well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years, so he didn't dare to speak casually, but kept winking at the white donkey.

The young sword fairy listened carefully to the straw sandal boy's words, then nodded and said: "I roughly understand."

Almost everyone felt the slight tremors on the ground, like the omens of a turtle turning over and a mountain collapsing. , that snow-white flying sword had hovered three feet above her head at some point.

The female ghost in the wedding dress was full of anger, and shouted angrily: "Han Langzhong, the embroidery river god, you two don't care?! If the Yin god really interrupts the root of this mountain, go all the way north, not only embroidery but three Dajiang, and Qidun Mountain in the north, Tiefu River, and Longxu River, which side can survive the disaster and not be affected?!"

An old man stood in the air outside the sky with a big red lantern in his hand, and said with a sneer, "Where did Mrs. Chu's previous aura go?"

The female ghost's face darkened.

Beside the old man, stood a military general in armor with his arms wrapped around a green snake. He came out to smooth things over, lest the doctor of the Ministry of Rites and Mrs. Chu would tear up his face and ruin Dali's luck. He said in a deep voice, "Mrs. Chu, Han Langzhong and I can dissuade that Yin God from interrupting Shan Gen, but we also hope that, Mrs. Chu, you will not have any radical words or deeds in the future."

The female ghost in the wedding dress smiled and said, "If I think about discussing Taoism and swordsmanship with this Lord Sword Immortal, would it be considered extreme words and deeds?"

Han Langzhong laughed back angrily, "What a Bodhisattva with a heart, Mrs. Chu! I, Mr. Han, have learned the lesson today, so be good! My Dali Rites will definitely repay you in the future!"

The female ghost sneered and said, "Little doctor, uttering wild words to scare children? Only when you become the Minister of Rites of Dali will you be qualified to tell me what to do with my concubine."

The green snake on the arm of Jiangshen spit out the letter quickly, and the white mist burst out. He was obviously more familiar with Dali's officialdom and future trends than the isolated ghost in a wedding dress. He said with a displeased face, "Mrs. Chu!"

wedding dress

The female ghost covered her mouth with one hand and smiled coquettishly, while holding up her dress with the other, she cast a blessing on her side, "This concubine is going to make amends to Mr. Han."

The old man carrying the lantern was so angry that his lips were livid, but he still didn't say a word. Everything was focused on the stability of the Dali Mountains and Rivers.

If it weren't for this, how could the Dali Rites have chosen to turn a blind eye to the cruelty of Madam Chu's wanton killing of passing scholars for decades?

But having said that, the old man never felt that the Dali court did anything wrong.

Mountains and rivers dominate the industry for generations to come.

How many people died?Is it innocent or unfortunate, so what?

If he wasn't an official of Dali, or the doctor of the Ministry of Rites who was in charge of contacting and recruiting Qi practitioners, according to his temperament, as a student of Confucianism, he would definitely take action, even if it hurts both sides.But the old man stepped up to this high position step by step. He has seen battles on the battlefield where tens of thousands of people were killed and injured at every turn. The assassination of the two gods on the mountain has seen the tragic scene of a fight between two gods on the mountain and hundreds of thousands of people down the mountain.

In his place, seek his government.

He, Mr. Han, is no longer the humble scholar who studied the sage books hard and only knew the truth in the books.

For the sake of Dali's law, he personally beheaded the warrior warriors who saw injustice and acted righteously, only seeking revenge from the gods on the mountain for innocent people.

Before the man was seriously injured and died, he yelled at him, saying that such a big Li was ridiculous, calling him a lackey of the gods on the mountain.

He told the man calmly, maybe 30 or 50 years later, in short, there will be a day when Dali will no longer have such a vain death like you.That chivalrous warrior spat blood on his face before he died.

Where in the world is there a one-size-fits-all simple thing?

Holding a lantern, the complex-minded old man looked to the north. For some reason, his lord was not in a hurry to show up and make a move.

The young sword fairy didn't care about Mrs. Chu or Dali Langzhong. As for the water god Yinshen, he didn't even care about it. He just turned around again, facing the ghost in wedding dress who was stunned by his flying sword, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to talk to me?" I learn swordsmanship?"

The female ghost in the wedding dress smiled and said: "If you can order it immediately, the concubine will be willing. After all, for a land sword fairy as young as the son, the concubine is still the only one in my life."

The young sword fairy waved his hand, and the white donkey hurried back to Li Huai's side. The man stretched out his hand to the sword hanging by his side, and nodded, "Yes."

The female ghost in the wedding dress narrowed her eyes, "Oh? Seriously, sir?"

After holding the hilt of the sword, the young sword fairy said softly: "The name of the sword is Gaozhu."

Simply cut down with a single sword.

But it changed the color of the world, and made this small world, which was full of twilight, suddenly shine brightly.

The sword energy instantly slashed at the female ghost's head.

The flustered female ghost in wedding dress could only raise her hands to cover her face, and her wide sleeves covered her whole body.

The female ghost was cut in two on the spot.

The wailing of Mrs. Chu resounded through the street and the magnificent mansion behind her.

Those servants and maids stood there dumbfounded, and began to bleed from their seven orifices, and some of them collapsed to the ground, turning into puddles of pus.

In the mansion, there is a lady who is studying female red, and she stabs her arm one by one without knowing it.There were guards who were practicing martial arts standing in place, punching and smashing each other's heads, even though most of the heads were shattered, the movements never stopped.

The female ghost rushed towards the gate of the mansion in a hurry, her body was cut in half, and there were countless red silk threads between them. The scene was like a broken root, and it was quickly closed together in the air.

The young sword fairy said calmly: "Come again."

Swipe horizontally with a sword.

That ray of sword light stretched and spread across the air, like sparkling water.

The female ghost in the wedding dress is like a "beauty out of the bath", blocked by this water surface.

The wedding dress fell limply to the top of the steps.

The female ghost turned into billowing smoke and flew into the golden plaque, and blood continued to fall on the ground. A painful and ferocious woman's face protruded from the surface of the plaque from time to time, begging for mercy: "Sword Immortal, spare me!"

The young sword fairy made two strikes, just two horizontal and vertical swords, and divided the soul of the incomparable wedding dress female ghost into four. He had to return to the plaque entrusting the "mountain root and water source" of this small world in order to survive.There is a common saying in the world, which is called "sending others under the eaves", but in fact, part of the secret has already been revealed.Under the eaves of ordinary people, whether it is a beam or a plaque, there are often many mysteries.

Lin Shouyi's heart fluttered. No wonder Ah Liang said that among Qi practitioners in the world, the most unrestrained and unrestrained way of cultivating their minds with swords is the most lethal and the most unreasonable.It's a pity that Lin Shouyi's cultivation aptitude is very good, but he is not suitable for sword cultivation.Lin Shouyi was a little regretful, but he soon became firm in his Daoist heart. Wouldn't it be better if he could beat the Land Sword Immortal with such mastery of swordsmanship in the future?However, Lin Shouyi is very clear that the person in front of him is probably the legendary Qi trainer of the upper five realms. If the pure warriors other than Qi trainers have always been inferior to Qi trainers, then among the Qi trainers Sword cultivators have always been higher than other Qi practitioners.

The reason is very simple, no one is willing to fight against a good swordsman.

According to legend, someone once calculated that among the qi practitioners who interrupted the enemy's Longevity Bridge, sword cultivators undoubtedly accounted for the most, accounting for one-third, and they were better than military monks who killed decisively and did not touch karma. You must know the way of practice Thousands of thousands, each road has its own predestined law, all schools of thought, the side of the right way, etc., sword repair is just one of them.

Chen Pingan's thoughts were not as complicated as Lin Shouyi's. He was just thinking about one thing. It turns out that the sword can be used in this way.

Holding the long sword in his hand, the young sword fairy said with a smile: "It's only three things, Mrs. Chu should take another sword from me?"

A figure silently appeared under the plaque, it was a man of the same age, but not impressive, with a horizontal sword behind his waist, he said slowly: "Fengxue Temple Wei Jin, it's fine."

The sword fairy in white smiled and said, "The Wei and Jin Dynasties of Shenxiantai are right."

Without saying anything more, this land sword fairy who claimed to have not yet stabilized his realm swung his sword again.

The young swordsman on the opposite side had no expression on his face. He stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of his sword, and slowly pulled it out for more than an inch, and then stopped drawing his sword out of its sheath.

But between the two sword cultivators, there unexpectedly appeared a small and cute mountain range, winding and hanging horizontally in the air.

The young sword fairy Wei Jin cut off the mountain range with one sword, but the spirit of this sword was running low, so he continued to strike without hesitation.

I don't know how many thousands of miles away, there is a mountain range that stretches for hundreds of miles, and a huge canyon splits out of it at the highest point, like an immortal's sword slashing out.

(End of this chapter)