Sword comes

After Chen Ping passed out completely, at the stairs between the first and second floors, the boy in Tsing Yi finally let go of the girl in the pink skirt. Taking the pulse of Chen Pingan, checking the movement of the soul, while turning his head and sobbing: "Why did you stop me, you are ungrateful, if the master dies, I will fight with you!"

The face of the little boy in Tsing Yi was as sinking as water, "You are still not convinced that you are a fool, and you are reckless to disturb the operation of Chen Ping's qi, you will be regarded as an enemy by that sword qi, and it will not only beat you to death, but also delay Chen Pingan's life." An opportunity to preach peacefully may kill him, what was originally a good opportunity has turned into a disaster by you."

The girl in the pink skirt choked with grief and said: "Master's body is covered with blood, he is dying, now you are satisfied, I'm not stupid, you just covet the master's snake gallstone, the master shouldn't bring you back, you are too heartless , Master is so kind to us"

The little boy in Tsing Yi jumped slightly, squatted on the green bamboo railing, and said angrily: "Chen Pingan is dead or not, what you say doesn't matter, just your little knowledge, you know what the hell."

The crying of the girl in the pink skirt became smaller and smaller, because she found that the two qi in Chen Ping'an's body seemed disorderly and manic at first, but gradually stabilized, like a meeting between mountains and rivers. Thousands of waves, endlessly turbulent, and the weather is dangerous, but as time goes by, it has become stable and peaceful, and the spirit of the soul that was trembling violently because of the pain was also calmed down, and began to change from mourning to whimpering.

Chen Ping'an was deeply sleepy, and that distorted and ferocious dark face returned to normal bit by bit, and in the end it turned out to be like a baby in a swaddle, sleeping extraordinarily sweetly.

The girl in the pink skirt was overjoyed, her face was full of tears, and she whispered to the boy in Tsing Yi, "Master is fine, he just fell asleep."

The little boy in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes, stood up, used the railing as a passage, and started walking.

After Chen Ping fainted, the girl in the pink skirt completely lost her backbone, so she had to ask the boy in Tsing Yi for help, "What should I do next?"

The little boy in Tsing Yi walked up and down on the railing, groaning silently. To be honest, he only had a vague idea of ​​how to deal with Chen Pingan in the future, and he really didn't dare to jump to conclusions.It's true that he covets Chen Ping'an's snake gallstone, but if you want him to take advantage of others' dangers and do things that make people fall into trouble, you really underestimate him, a good brother of Yujiang Water God. He would rather punch Chen Pingan to death head-on. He snatched the pile of snake gallstones openly and aboveboard, and he would not act sneakily.

When you come out to mess around, you have to talk about morality.

This has always been the rules of the rivers and lakes he abides by.

Brother Water God once said something very learned to him after he got drunk, "There can't be too much morality in the rivers and lakes, but there should be some. If you don't talk about it, even a real dragon will drown sooner or later. In the rivers and lakes."

The little boy in Tsing Yi's heart froze, then his eyes darkened, he looked up, and found a fairy in white standing beside him, looking down at him with a beating smile on his face.

The guy named Wei Bo smiled at the boy in Tsing Yi and said, "Little Water Snake, I'm very surprised that you didn't try to kill your master."

The little boy in Tsing Yi couldn't stand this guy's handsome smiling face the most, as if the two of them were in a natural conflict, especially when Wei Bo teased himself in a condescending tone, he couldn't help but cursed: "I regret that I didn't fuck your mother back then." "

Wei Bo swayed his sleeves and jumped off the railing gracefully. During this time, he lightly patted the boy in Tsing Yi on the head, and said with a smile, "Naughty."

It seemed like an understatement, but the kid in Tsing Yi slapped his legs sprawled out, and fell down on the railing. The pain caused him to cover his crotch and grin his teeth.

If it were changed to another place, even a mountain of copper and iron could collapse for him, but this small bamboo building is really not ordinary strong and firm.

Wei Bo sat beside Chen Ping'an, with one hand on Chen Ping'an's wrist, his pulse was steady, which was a good sign.

The girl in the pink skirt asked in a low voice: "Master Wei Xian, it's cold outside, do you want to move my master inside?"

Wei Bo laughed and said: "You are a member of the dragon, and you are born with excellent resistance to extreme heat and cold, so you may not feel it deeply. In fact, this bamboo building has one advantage, that is, it is warm in winter and cool in summer. If you take off your clothes in the bamboo building, you won't get frostbite. So it's more appropriate to let your master lie down and sleep here and not move him at all."

The girl in the pink skirt breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly bowed to Wei Bo to thank him.

Wei Bo didn't care about this, and asked with a smile, "Did Chen Pingan bring a change of clean clothes?"

The girl in the pink skirt shook her head and said, "My master didn't expect to stay for a long time when he went up the mountain this time. He didn't put any clothes in the basket."

Wei Bo frowned, seeing that the clothes on Chen Ping's body seemed to have been soaked in blood, and when he woke up, it would definitely not be a problem, so he suggested, "You go to the town to buy clothes. It doesn’t matter the clothes, you can go to Niping Lane to get the clothes, go back quickly, Chen Pingan shouldn’t wake up in a long time.”

The girl in the pink skirt let out an oh and was about to leave.

The boy in Tsing Yi stared at Wei Bo with gloomy eyes, "I can't trust you."

Wei Bo thought for a while, "Then you stay."

The boy in Tsing Yi threw a gold ingot to the girl in the pink skirt, "In addition to buying new clothes for the master, I also prepare a few sets for the two of us."

The girl in the pink skirt smiled and said, "I don't need it."

The boy in Tsing Yi said with a straight face, "I'll just be polite to you."

The girl in the pink skirt was a little sad, and ran down the bamboo building and down the mountain in a hurry.

Afterwards, the little boy in Tsing Yi sat on the railing, with his back to Chen Pingan who was lying on the ground, and Wei Bo who was sitting on the ground, full of thoughts.

Chen Pingan slept for a full day and night before waking up. After some cleaning, he changed into clean clothes. He was refreshed. He didn't wear straw sandals. He stood barefoot in the corridor on the second floor of the bamboo building, and the soles of his feet were covered with There is a layer of calluses as thick as iron stone. The earliest calluses when I was young were worn out by rough straw sandals, and later they were thickened little by little by mountains, gravel, vegetation and thorns.

In Chen Ping's bun, he also pinned the white jade hairpin with eight small characters carved by himself.

Holding the pagoda tree sword in his arms, he looked to the south, dazed in a daze.

Wei Bo went back and forth, brought some medicinal materials, and asked the girl in the pink skirt to help cook the medicine, which was used to warm and replenish Chen Pingan's vitality. Chen Pingan was used to solving everything by himself, so he wanted to do it himself, but she refused to let it go. , wrinkling a small red face, and the pitiful appearance of the storm, Chen Pingan couldn't bear it, so he had to give up resentfully.

The boy in Tsing Yi ran to wander around, as if the lord of a country was inspecting the territory. He walked up the mountain today. There is a mountain temple on the top of the mountain, which enshrines a strange mountain god with a golden head. The temple has not yet been completed, and there are still Let's finish things off, so there are officials from the Yamen of the Dali Industry Department, monks who obey the imperial court's order to help, plus the young and strong people in the town and the survivors of the prisoners.

Wei Bo was standing beside Chen Pingan at the moment, and said with a smile, "Such a reckless collision, at least it didn't suffer in vain, it's almost at the third level."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "It's much faster than I thought. I thought it would take at least three to five years."

"It's hard to talk, boring, let's go."

Wei Bo couldn't help laughing, and walked away shaking his head, this time he didn't fly around, he walked down the stairs step by step, and left in a leisurely manner.

After Wei Bo's figure disappeared, Chen Ping patted his heart, and said to himself: "I know you are not reconciled, and you are not willing to stay with me."

Chen Ping said in a low voice: "That sword cultivator Cao Jun must have something special to make you so excited. It is indeed normal. A sword cultivator of the eighth realm and nine realms, such a big mountain god, is of course stronger than me There are too many. But there is no way, you were given to me by Master Wensheng, so you can't go anywhere before I die."

Chen Ping'an felt a sharp pain in his heart, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he was about to spurt a mouthful of blood.

Chen Ping gritted his teeth, swallowed the mouthful of blood forcefully, and said vaguely: "Although I don't know the truth, I can roughly guess that you can easily kill me, but for some reason, you can't kill me." Me. So you're in an awkward position, right?"

After a while, Chen Pingan stretched out his palm to wipe away the two bloodstains flowing out of his nostrils, "It's okay, I still have several clean clothes on the mountain, and my little maid is a fire python, wash off the clothes as soon as I take them off, and it will be fine." Dry it on the spot and continue to wear it. If you have the ability, you can continue to scurry between Qifu. This bit of pain, hehe, I, Chen Pingan, are really not bragging to you, it’s really nothing, I tasted it when I was five It's gone."

A burst of abdominal cramps, overwhelming.

Chen Pingan, who was standing barefoot in the corridor, just hugged the locust wood sword in his arms, his eyes were firm, but his voice inevitably trembled slightly, "If I yell out the pain, you will be my ancestor from now on."

There are eighteen Qi Palaces and eighteen passes, among which there are two insurmountable moats between six and seven, twelve and thirteen.

Before Chen Ping circulated his breath, he could only pass through six acupoints in one breath. Although the breath machine had not yet reached the end of the crossbow, it seemed that he had no way forward. He could only bump his head against the wall and return without success.After inexplicably melting the silver sword embryo into his heart this time, he still couldn't touch the seventh great pass in one go, but between six and seven, it seemed that some kind of bottleneck had loosened.

Just like someone is working hard to build roads and bridges, the scene on the other side is beginning to be faintly visible, getting closer every time.

Moreover, compared with practicing boxing and walking piles to temper the body, the effect of the sword energy in the body is more significant, which somewhat forces Chen Pingan to have to cultivate both internally and externally.

Like a big mountain, Chen Pingan had always wanted to build a road before, but he had no way to start, and his progress was extremely slow.

As a result, after the sword embryo enters the body, it is like a boy in Tsing Yi showing his real body, wandering among the mountains, and a rough "mountain road" naturally appears. Chen Ping just needs to follow behind it, constantly repairing, Just dig and fill.

Chen Ping'an is not afraid of suffering, but few people in the world really like to suffer, and Chen Ping'an is certainly no exception.

But if hardship can be exchanged for benefits, Chen Pingan will not hesitate to ask for it.

Because of being alone for so many years and living hard, Chen Pingan understood a truth. In life, many people do many things.

No pain, no gain, see God who likes to take a nap agrees or not.

It is still necessary to put most of the belongings in Miss Ruan's blacksmith's shop. There are too many people in the downcast mountains, and Chen Ping'an is really worried.

If it wasn't for Li Xisheng before, even if Chen Ping'an was in front of his house in Niping Lane, he would have suffered a lot.

No wonder the little boy in Tsing Yi chanted that mantra whenever he had nothing to do, the world is dangerous.

Chen Pingan shook his head to the side, and suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, blood seeped out from between his fingers.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, spread his palms, a pool of scarlet red.

Chen Ping angrily said: "Next, I will go down the mountain to build a tomb for my parents. During this time, we have a temporary truce, how about it?"

The sword embryo, which was about to collide with the orifice wall of the Qi Palace again, slowly calmed down, as if acquiescing to Chen Ping's request.

After that, Chen Pingan went down the mountain alone, carrying most of the items in a basket, and found Ruan Xiu in the blacksmith's shop, and had to ask her to help put the things back into the yellow mud house.

Hearing that Chen Pingan was going to repair the grave and Ruan Xiu wanted to help, Chen Pingan shook his head and refused, saying that the matter was not a big deal, and that he could afford to hire some craftsmen with money.

Ruan Xiu didn't insist, she just said that if she needed help, she would let her know, you're welcome.

Chen Ping smiled bitterly and said that if he had been polite to her, he would not have made this trip.

The girl smiled.

Chen Pingan no longer had any worries, so he went to the small town with his money and found someone soon. Afterwards, he asked the old craftsman about the rules and etiquette of repairing the grave, negotiated the price, picked an auspicious day, and started construction .Chen Pingan watched from the beginning to the end, helping out as soon as possible, and never intervening if it was inconvenient to meddle, and obeying the orders and arrangements of the old craftsmen.

It is probably because the young man gave enough money, and the little things he usually gets along with and works with, the young man gave the craftsmen the feeling that his heart is sincere enough, so everything went smoothly without twists and turns.

In the end, the tomb was carefully and carefully repaired. It is no better than ordinary people, not to mention how extravagant, and the words on the tombstone were carved by Chen Pingan himself staying up all night.

After paying the bill, Chen Pingan and the group bowed down to thank them.

The last person returned to the grave with the sacrifice. When Chen Pingan made the sacrifice, he hesitated for a moment, and brought a jug of good wine with him. When toasting his father, he looked at his mother's grave and scratched his head. Said: "Mother, Dad doesn't seem to have drunk alcohol, you let him drink once."

Then he turned his head slightly, and smiled at another adjacent grave: "Father, if you are not used to drinking, or if you make your mother unhappy, just entrust me with a dream, and next time I won't bring you wine."

Chen Pingan finished pouring the pot of wine, wiped his face, and said with a grin: "Father, mother, if you don't talk, then I will take it as your agreement."

After that, Chen Pingan went to the tomb of the gods, and worshiped a few statues of gods familiarly.

Chen Pingan did not wantonly build roads and bridges, but chose this fairy tomb, and in the name of Ruan Xiu, hired craftsmen to repair those dilapidated statues, he paid for it, and she came forward.Ruan Xiu didn't know why, but she didn't ask any further questions, she just nodded and agreed.After experiencing the catastrophe last time, in that night, all the people in the small town could hear the crackling sound of the Immortal Tomb, just like the cracking of firecrackers.The statues are becoming rarer and more dilapidated. Chen Pingan followed Ruan Xiu's suggestion. In principle, this large-scale renovation is to restore the old as before and try to keep the original appearance. It will collapse again, and it will never be tampered with at will, so bamboo sheds were temporarily built for this purpose to keep out the wind and rain.

Occasionally, Chen Ping'an would go to the two shops in Qilong Lane to sit, and then he was so busy. Before the New Year's Eve, Chen Ping'an made a special trip to Luopo Mountain to find the boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in pink skirt.

After Ruan Xiu heard the news, she said that she was just going to watch over the construction of Shenxiu Mountain, so she went into the mountain with Chen Pingan, but instead of parting ways, she changed her mind halfway, saying that she wanted to see Chen Pingan. The bamboo building of Ping'an's family was a bit sloppy last time, so I want to take another look.Of course Chen Ping would not refuse.

When Chen Ping'an and Ruan Xiu appeared at the foot of the mountain, the boy in Tsing Yi stood on the railing in amazement, "The two peaks face each other majesticly, and the scenery is magnificent."

The girl in the pink skirt stood on tiptoe, looked into the distance, and wondered: "There are no mountains south of Luopo Mountain."

The little boy in Tsing Yi turned his head and glanced at her, and said with a smirk, "You're still young."

He clasped the back of his head with both hands, kept his feet rooted, and swayed back and forth on the railing, muttering, "Where can I find such a good girl? She's the only master in the world. If you don't know how to cherish her?" , will be condemned by God. Really, I am right in my conscience."

The girl in the pink dress thought it was true and said, "Miss Xiuxiu, you are really good."

Chen Pingan and Ruan Xiu climbed the mountain slowly. Ruan Xiu said that she had received a letter from the pillow station before, and that a blind old Taoist indeed led a lame boy and a round-faced girl into the small town and arrived at the shop in Qilong Lane. I had looked for her, but the three master and apprentice soon continued to go north, saying that they wanted to try their luck in the capital of Dali.

Chen Pingan remembered the old Taoist who had shared adversity, and thought of Lin Shouyi and his Yunshang Langlangshu, and asked her about the five thunders' rectification, but it was a pity that Ruan Xiu was never interested in these things Interest, I don't know much, I can only talk about hearsay.

During the chat along the way, Chen Pingan learned that Master Ruan had taken in three registered disciples this year, a young man with long eyebrows, surnamed Xie, although he lived in Taoye Lane for generations, but in his generation, his family was in decline, if not Once you enter the blacksmith shop, you have to sell your ancestral house and move to other alleys.He also has a sister and a brother.

A young man who doesn't like to talk, he became Ruan Xiu's father's registered disciple at the latest.

On the first heavy snow in winter, he knelt by the well all day and night, begging Ruan Qiong to accept him as an apprentice.He was motionless and covered in snow.

It may be that sincerity is as good as gold and stone, Ruan Qiong promised him to enter the shop to forge swords and iron.

After the boy surnamed Xie, a girl from Fengxue Temple became the No.2 disciple.According to Ruan Xiu, that girl was of mediocre talent in Fengxue Temple, she seemed to have made a big mistake and was expelled from the sect, so she found Master Ruan who stood on the mountain.

Then Ruan Qiong said that she was actually undecided, and she subconsciously wanted to find a way out first.She can stay and even teach her sword skills, but she will not be accepted as an apprentice.

She worked as a handyman in the blacksmith shop for a long time, and one day, she cut off a thumb of the hand holding the sword.

She found Ruan Qiong with a pale face, and said that from today onwards, she would start practicing sword with her left hand and start all over again.

Speaking of these, Ruan Xiu always looked calm, as if talking about the old hen and the fluffy chicken cubs.

Chen Pingan was in the dark under the lights, and he didn't realize this. In his impression, this girl was very good, so good that no one could find any faults.

At that time, Chen Pingan was thinking more about the "mountain".

Chen Pingan knew that as long as he could become a practitioner, no one would be simple.

Lin Shouyi was by his side.

Yu Lu and Xie Lingyue are the proud sons of heaven.

But through Cui Dongshan's few words and Ruan Xiu's chat, Chen Ping'an basically knew one thing, even if he successfully climbed the mountain and became a god in the eyes of the common people, he would still be classified into three or six or nine grades, and the hierarchy was strict.

It turns out that practice is difficult at the beginning, difficult in the middle, and will continue to be difficult until the end.

In this regard, Chen Pingan has a little understanding recently.

Because after the tomb was repaired, the sword embryo began to do bad things.

It was even more menacing, in Chen Ping'an's orifice, it was a rampage, like a broken bamboo.

So on the side of Niping Lane in the small town, there is an extra guy who often walks and staggers, who seems to be drunk, or squats at the fairy grave and coughs for no reason, or is shut up in the ancestral house. Rolling on the plank bed.

Approaching the bamboo building, Ruan Xiu asked, "Did you spend New Year's Eve on the mountain?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No, I will definitely go to Niping Lane to celebrate the New Year. I will go to the grave first, and then post Spring Festival couplets, blessing characters, and door gods when I return to my ancestral house. After the New Year's Eve dinner, I will keep vigil. Firecrackers, and the two shops in Qilong Lane also need to be posted, there are too many things to do, and it will definitely be very busy then."

Ruan Xiu asked, "I'll help you."

Chen Ping shook his head with a smile, "No need, it just sounds busy, but it's actually very simple."

The boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink skirt heard that they were going down the mountain to Niping Lane to celebrate the New Year, so they had no objections.

When Chen Pingan was packing his luggage, he suddenly asked, "Will it be ugly to post couplets on this bamboo building?"

The little boy in Tsing Yi said decisively: "Of course it's ugly to see red and green, it's simply unbearable. Master, I will definitely not agree to this matter."

The girl in the pink skirt also nodded slightly, agreeing with the kid in Tsing Yi.

Chen Ping said helplessly: "I'll just say it casually, if you don't like it, forget it."

The little boy in Tsing Yi tentatively said: "At most, post a spring character or a blessing."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Forget it."

The little boy in Tsing Yi was a little guilty, "Master, you don't bear any grudges against me, right? If you really want to make things look like a new year, we can discuss it. For example, if you just give me an unusual snake gallstone, I will take the initiative to help you post Spring Festival couplets. The bamboo building goes up and down, and it’s no problem to paste it inside and out.”

Chen Pingan tipped a chestnut, "Thank you."

After going down the mountain, Ruan Xiu parted ways with them and went to Shenxiu Mountain.

Before you know it, it's already New Year's Eve.

We went to the tomb together, returned to Niping Lane, and when posting Spring Festival couplets at the door, one boy in Tsing Yi and one girl in pink skirt said the posting was crooked, and the other said it wasn't crooked, making Chen Pingan a little flustered.

During the New Year's Eve dinner, Chen Pingan, who cooked a table of sumptuous meals, did not forget to give each of them an ordinary snake gallstone. flower.

The girl in the pink skirt ate with her head down, her face full of happiness.

In the evening, there was a small stove with enough charcoal under the table, and all three of them put their legs on the edge of the brazier, and all of them put on brand new clothes.

There are a lot of pastries brought from his own shop on the table, and there is a book, bamboo slips and a carving knife in front of Chen Pingan.

He's going to watch the night.

Year after year, this is the case.It's just that this year is different, Chen Ping'an is no longer alone.

The girl in the pink skirt was nibbling melon seeds, and the boy in the green clothes put his hands on his cheeks, looked at Chen Pingan, and asked with a smile, "My lord, it's Chinese New Year, will you give me another snake gallstone as soon as you're happy?"

Chen Pingan didn't raise his head because he was brighter than in previous years, "No."

The little boy in Tsing Yi was not upset, but smiled happily, and asked again: "Master, let me set off firecrackers tomorrow morning."

Chen Ping raised his head, nodded with a smile, "Okay."

He turned his head to look at the girl in the pink skirt. She quickly put down the melon seeds in her hand and made a playful gesture of covering her ears with her hands.

After Chen Ping made a face at her, he continued to read with his head down.

The two little guys looked at each other and smiled, and then looked at the top of the boy's head with a tacit understanding.

There is an inconspicuous hairpin there, with eight small characters written on it, the content is related to scholars.

Regarding this, it was like whether the Spring Festival couplets were pasted crookedly or not. There was a dispute between them in private. The boy in Tsing Yi felt that he didn't fit the master at all, while the girl in the pink skirt felt that it couldn't be more suitable.

After the twelfth hour, it is the new year.

The little boy in Tsing Yi went to bed early and fell asleep, and the girl in the pink skirt also dozed off on the table after being persuaded by Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan just kept vigil alone, and there was only the slight sound of pages turning in the room.

The first ray of dawn appeared between the sky and the earth.

Chen Pingan got up gently, went to open the door, and looked up to the east.

Suddenly he couldn't help coughing lightly, and when Chen Pingan opened his mouth to spit out, he spat out a snow-white rainbow light about an inch long.

It turned out to be a small clear flying sword.

It hovered quietly in the yard.

Hard-edged.