Sword comes

Although the little girl in the red padded jacket was temporarily discouraged, she was Li Baoping, and soon she was full of fighting spirit. She moved away calmly, sneaked from the position on the left hand side of the tall woman, walked around behind her, and then walked up to her. On the right side, look at her clothes and her big lotus leaves. Li Baoping thinks it still looks good, it is really beautiful.

After hearing Cui Chen's scolding and the old man's reprimand, Chen Pingan figured out some meaning, but still couldn't believe it, swallowed, and asked the tall woman in a low voice: "This old gentleman, is Mr. Qi's husband?" What kind of great sage of Confucianism?"

No wonder it's been such an ups and downs journey.You will meet A Liang wearing a bamboo hat, the Land Sword Immortal from Fengxue Temple, and of course this Cui.

The tall woman nodded and smiled, "That's right."

The real body of the woman is the old sword hanging under the stone arch bridge, the sword spirit conceived. During the long waiting period of nearly ten thousand years, she once witnessed the fall of the last real dragon, and the end of the epic battle , the great Qi fighters of the three religions and various schools of thought joined hands, but there were still countless casualties. The corpses of those who died in battle fell to the ground like rain, and the souls lingered, and together with the luck of the real dragon after death, they were mixed together , and finally created the Lizhu Cave, but she regarded it as a childish fight and a child's play.

This sword spirit was watching coldly from the beginning to the end. Occasionally, when his eyes lit up, he would secretly pick up a few beautiful objects without anyone noticing.

She thought that for the rest of her life, she would either sleep or yawn, contemplating those majestic ancient ruins, floating around in them, worse than a lonely ghost, just a little bit drifting in the long river of time , Waiting for the day when the aura is exhausted.

But when the Lizhu Cave was shattered, she chose Chen Pingan as the second master, not Ning Yao, who was born with a great sword fairy, not Ma Kuxuan with a good background, nor Xie Shi and Cao Xi, who were born and bred. small town genius.

All of this was done by Qi Jingchun.

First of all, that night, Qi Jingchun sat alone on the covered bridge until dawn, just under the wind-blown plaque, in order to persuade her to open her eyes and take a look at the boy from Mud Ping Lane, even just a single glance.

In fact, Sword Spirit's first impression was that he had no feeling.

She has seen too many surprises.

So she was indifferent, as far as she was concerned, it didn't matter whether the Lizhu Cave shattered and fell, or whether the Dao of Heaven retaliated against the people and suffered disasters, it had no effect on her.

But she was really a little curious about why Qi Jingchun, a scholar who was reputed to be a scholar who was expected to establish an education and become an ancestor, chose a child who had never even read a book.

So after that day, she looked at the boy a few more times, but she still didn't feel anything.

Later, she was really bored, and finally remembered that when Qi Jingchun left, relying on her status as a saint in the town, she kept behind "a pinch of water" in the long river of Lizhu Dongtian in the past ten years, and it was captured by Qi Jingchun with great magical powers Get up and put it under the covered bridge.

So one day, when she had nothing to do, she had to find something to do, so she began to show her real body, hovering on the water under the covered bridge, combing her hair while watching the water.

It's all about the boy in Mud Bottle Lane.

There are thousands of behind-the-scenes planning, there are trivialities in the streets and alleys, there are good deeds with evil intentions, there are disasters caused by unintentional actions, there are parents who are unhappy, there are joys and sorrows, there are sadness and sincerity, some people live and others die.

She thought it was quite interesting, much more interesting than watching a group of children fight and beat up a bug.

For example, a child who is far older, carrying a back basket that is almost half as tall as him, said that he was going to go up the mountain to collect medicine, but before he went up the mountain, he cried so much that it was earth-shattering.

Another example is a child standing on a small bench, holding a spatula in his hand and thinking about it, he must cook a delicious meal tonight, which is just right.

It’s also like the child who ran away from the candied haws stand, drooling as he ran, and could only try to imagine the taste he had tasted when he was a child.

In the end, for example, in order to survive, the child fished in the depths of the stream at noon, completely ignorant of the reason why it is difficult for gods to catch fish at noon, and he was tanned blacker than black charcoal.

Sword Spirit knew that these were sufferings, but she never felt that these were difficult sufferings.

Because the sword spirit once followed her master to fight in all directions, there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the remains of gods all over the ground could pile up into mountains.The demon pills of those big demons can be strung into candied gourds at one time, and they taste crunchy.The silhouettes of those alien demons, covering the sky and the sun, were destroyed with a single strike.

So after Qi Jingchun found her again, she still refused to nod.It's just that Qi Jingchun, a sage who can talk about reason, has nothing to do. Qi Jingchun took back the water of time and gently poured the water of Longxu Creek on the covered bridge. Chen Pingan finally returned to the child Chen Pingan who was praying for his mother's safety in the fairy grave.As soon as Qi Jingchun poured water, she decided not to insist on persuading the sword spirit.

He started to walk towards the end of the covered bridge, and it was just at the last moment of his great disappointment that a careless remark finally touched the hard-hearted Sword Spirit a little, "We are all very disappointed in this world."

The sword spirit remains calm, the pool water is about to melt into the stream, the last scene is the child saying goodbye to his father in Niping Lane, "Father, I am five years old, I am an adult"

Sword Spirit looked at that figure and said, "Let him take a trip to the covered bridge. If he can keep going, I can consider it."

Qi Jingchun turned her head in shock, then laughed heartily and nodded vigorously, "I believe in Chen Pingan, please believe in Qi Jingchun"

The man strode down the steps of the covered bridge, his two big sleeves shaking violently, as if it was filled with Qi Jingchun's youthful days.

Sword Spirit was interrupted by a young man's question.

The young man cautiously asked: "Since it is Mr. Qi's teacher, can we not fight?"

Sword Spirit let go of the snow-white lotus leaf in his hand, it first floated high into the sky, and then became huge in an instant, fully propping up the vast sky with a radius of ten miles.

She shook her head and said, "For Mr. Qi, you have to fight this."

Chen Pingan scratched his head and said, "Although I don't know why, but since it's related to Mr. Qi, you said that again, I believe you"

The boy paused for a moment, his eyes were determined, he stared at the tall woman, grinned and said, "Just hit me!"

She smiled knowingly, turned her eyes away, and looked at the old man who was still procrastinating. It took most of the day to untie the knot that bound the scroll, and she was still muttering at the moment.

"I used to only know how to hide in the study and miss a lot. After I walked out of the Gongde Forest, I wanted to try a life that I couldn't imagine before, such as drinking hard, quarreling with people with thick necks, eating spicy food, and being shirtless. Swimming in the water, I have traveled to many places along the way, and I have seen many famous mountains and rivers.”

She joked: "Master Wensheng, it's not over yet. I got stabbed in the neck, um, it's a sword. It's meaningless for you to drag on like this."

old man resentful

Ran said, "I'm waiting for you two to change your mind."

She squinted her eyes and said coldly: "Old guy, don't get cheap and act like a good boy"

The old scholar chuckled, "Old guy"

Her smile became more gentle, "I made a note."

The meaning of the old man's broken pot is broken, "Hit it, whoever is afraid of it. I really think I can't fight. It's just to compare my fighting skills."

The old scholar finally untied the knot, and with a flick of his wrist, the scroll spread out horizontally with a snap, and fell obliquely to the ground. The old man held the end of the scroll in one hand. This long scroll of mountains and rivers was really long, and instantly paved the surface around the well. On the ground, Chen Pingan wanted to move, but the tall woman held her shoulders to keep him from moving.

The daring Li Baoping simply squatted on the ground and observed carefully, not forgetting to poke here and there.

In addition, Cui Chan, a young man standing behind the old man, helped the old scholar to carry his luggage.

The old man shouted softly: "Take it!"

Still on the side of the old well, Li Baoping, who was squatting on the ground studying those mountains and rivers, suddenly woke up, and the picture scrolls on the ground were gone.

And the little uncle, the female ghost sister with a bad temper, and the husband of the husband, the old man she should call the master, disappeared together.

She raised her head and looked, and it recovered into a scroll, hovering quietly in the air.

The young Cui Chan was not surprised by this, he stood on the spot obediently holding his luggage, with an expression of resentment that was more sorrowful than heartbroken.

She stood up abruptly, held up the seal, and asked loudly, "My surname is Cui, what about my little uncle? Don't you say that I will slap you? I have never hit anyone lightly or hard. I accidentally slapped you to death." I'm not responsible"

Cui Chan glanced at the little girl, his face indifferent, nodded and said: "You shoot me to death and forget it."

Provocative, right?

Forget about the woman in white.you badass come too

Li Baoping was stunned, then furious, and ran away without saying a word. After bypassing the picture scroll, she, who was shorter than the boy in white, jumped nimbly, and slammed the seal in her hand on Cui Chan's forehead superior.

The young Cui Chan had an unthinkable face and dazed eyes. He stretched out his hand to touch his more red and swollen forehead. He suddenly lost his luggage, squatted on the ground, hugged his head and shouted, "I can't live through this day. Anyone can bully me!"

The little girl felt a little guilty for no reason, she walked around behind her hand holding the seal, quietly hid the tools of the crime, and then began to study the scroll, hoping to find the little uncle.

Chen Ping looked around, a bit like being dragged into the "underwater" for the first time by the sword spirit. There was nothingness all around, so some "real objects" looked extra "real" against the background, for example, there was a high wall in the distance, no matter what No matter how long Chen Ping stretched his neck, he couldn't see the end of the wall.

The woman in white standing beside him stretched out her hand to hold the green silk tied together by the golden silk knot, and said with a smile: "This is not only in the scrolls of mountains and rivers, but also in the consciousness of Wen Sheng. It is more complicated and troublesome to say, you As long as you know how to strike the sword here, you and I can have no worries, which is one of the reasons why I agreed to the old man, otherwise the fight would have started on the big cliff by the river."

She suddenly pressed Chen Ping'an's shoulder with her other hand, "It's too close here now, so you can't see your real body, I'll take you back a little, eight hundred miles first."

Chen Pingan felt that his whole body was running like lightning, and he didn't know how far he was going backwards. When he finally stood still, the boy opened his mouth wide and looked at "that mountain", eight hundred miles away. How can a mountain be so huge

Compared with it, Piyun Mountain, my hometown, should be like a small mound

The tall woman looked solemn, "There is another more important reason, that is, if Wen Sheng agrees to fight here, he can give you a little extra treatment."

Chen Ping'an was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked, his mouth was dry, "what?"

She stared into the boy's eyes, "Here, when you draw your sword, you will have the cultivation base of a ten-level Qi trainer. Of course, this is an illusion, but it is an extremely real illusion. I hope you are in the In the end, if you can understand it carefully, it will be of no use to your future practice."

She was amused by herself, and couldn't help laughing and said: "Well, I just want to let you know one thing, don't focus on practicing boxing, especially if you always think that practicing boxing is to survive, that is too worthless, how can it be possible Aspirations are only so big. Think about it, who are you?"

Chen Pingan replied blankly: "Chen Pingan"

It doesn’t matter if you answer the question, the key is that you are not Chen Pingan, but you can be someone else

She bent down and rubbed the boy's head, "Besides Chen Ping'an, he is also my master."

The young man was a little embarrassed.

On the top of the mountain, an old man said angrily: "Well, I was very anxious before, but I am not in a hurry now."

Sword Spirit took a deep breath and pointed to the mountain, "That is the largest mountain in China-earth Shenzhou with five mountains."

Chen Pingan nodded.

She looked at the mountains in the distance with hot eyes, "Then what should you do if the mountains block your way?"

Chen Pingan said softly: "Climb over."

The corners of her mouth curled up, she was not annoyed, and asked again: "But when you have a sword in your hand?"

Chen Pingan remembered the scene where he opened the road with a hatchet in his hand, and asked, "Walk through the mountains"

She laughed and said, "Yes"

The tall woman strode forward and stood in front of Chen Pingan. She stretched out her fingers and wiped them slowly from left to right in front of her.

A very small light suddenly exploded at the leftmost position.

Like the sun.

Then it spreads all the way to the right.

Every inch of the extremely dazzling light bloomed, the figure of the tall woman dimmed and disappeared.

In the end, Chen Pingan saw a long sword without a scabbard hovering in front of him, as if he had been waiting for someone to hold the sword for thousands of years.

The light has gone.

The young man walked forward slowly, holding the hilt of the long sword.

For a moment, the boy in straw sandals holding the long sword only felt that the world was turned upside down, all the Qifu acupoints were shaking, and the air around his body was blowing so badly that the boy could barely open his eyes.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes and said with a tacit understanding: "Let's go together"

The long sword trembled wildly.

Like a cicada on the highest branch, it utters its voice to heaven and earth