Sword comes

The ten thousand word chapter.

An old voice came from behind Ruan Xiu, "What are you doing beating them to death? You don't think your hands are dirty."

The women were a little frightened when they saw the angry girl Xiuxiu for the first time. When they saw the old man appearing, they were relieved. After all, he was a familiar face to everyone in the small town. But they all need to deal with the old man, or deal with the Yang family medicine shop where the old man works. After all, even if Lord Yan wanted to accept someone, he had to ask the doctors in the Yang family shop whether they would agree or not, but the money was a bit harsh. Displeased.

Ruan Xiu turned to look at the old man, but said nothing.

Old man Yang was smoking long cigarettes, looking at those gossip women, their hearts were not vicious, but if they were good people, they were really out of reach. After a while, there were quite a few neighbors who offered to help. After all, Chen Ping'an's parents were kind, and their hearts were full of flesh. For example, Gu Can's mother, and several old people who have passed away, often pulled The children went to eat at home, and the food was not good, so they sent some old clothes to mend in the cold weather, but at least they could really help them continue their lives.

It's just that the world has its own problems, and that's it. I really helped a lot, and I didn't even think about getting anything in return afterwards. I was just a little happy from the bottom of my heart when I saw that my youth was promising, and I was willing to say a few words to my juniors. Good people have good rewards, saying Look, God is open, this is not the son of the young couple, and now all the blessings fall on the son.

Even they have some hopes and hopes for life, thinking that their own family will be so lucky in the future.

On the contrary, they didn't contribute much money and efforts at the beginning, and they probably made sarcastic remarks. After the young people in Niping Lane made their fortunes, the lions opened their mouths desperately, and all of them regarded themselves as Bodhisattvas who saved the suffering, such as the three people in front of them, She often went to Qilong Lane to eat for free, and even dragged her family to go with her. The girl Ruan Xiu endured it, not wanting Chen Pingan to be gossiped about, and she didn't want the business of the shop to do badly on the books, so she had to take out her own wealth Silver, to fill the hole, the amount is not too big, after about a year, there will be four or five hundred taels of silver.

But this amount of money is really not small in a poor place like Niping Lane and Xinghua Lane, where you can't touch a few pieces of silver all year round.

Old man Yang looked at one of the women who did not bring their children, and said, "Go and tell that man who works in the county government, and let him tell the people behind you, people are doing what the sky is watching, disgusting People's affairs should be done in moderation, and be careful to give birth to a son without an ass hole in the future, it will really become a disaster, and no one can stop it."

The woman felt a little guilty, "Old man Yang, what are you talking about, I don't understand why."

"I don't understand and pull down."

The old man exhaled a misty smoke ring, "Then let me tell you something that you all understand. From now on, when you go to the shop to get medicine, you will receive double the money. If you encounter a serious illness that will kill you, the doctor of the Yang family shop will not be able to go to the three of you." The gate, just prepare the coffin."

The women were stunned.

Old man Yang glanced at a child with delicate features and strong bones, stood timidly beside his mother, shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity, the 100 taels of silver I gave to your mother abruptly cut off the road to longevity. I can't live in the west in the future." When you stand in the mountains and leave your hometown, think about what I said today."

The old man left straight away, "Miss Xiuxiu, if they don't leave, then you can really beat them to death. It's reasonable and well-behaved, and no one can find fault. After killing them, you don't need to collect the corpses, just remember to throw them out. Pingxiang, after getting your hands dirty, just go to the Longxu River to wash them."

Ruan Xiu had a good impression of old man Yang before, but it was not very good. She always felt that the clouds and fog could not be seen clearly, so she was a little jealous, but now her favor has increased sharply, and she said with a smile: "Next time I will go with Chen Pingan Happy New Year from the shop."

Old man Yang hummed, nodded, and did not refuse.The old man walked in the alleys and passed by many old houses, most of which were dilapidated like the Cao family’s ancestral house and had no owner, but in the end, there were few houses like the Cao family’s withered trees and spring, many heirs withered and the incense was cut off , A family is gone if it is gone.

When the old man thinks of the aggressive daughter-in-law of Li Er's family, and then looks back at such a reasonable little girl, the old man's mood is a bit complicated, with mixed results.

In this small town, I am afraid that there is only that careless and ignorant woman who has the ability and courage to spray shit on the old man. The key is that the old man can't scold her.

Once the old man was really blocked by a woman who blocked the door and scolded him miserably. He couldn't help it and asked Li Er to take care of his wife's broken mouth. As a result, Li Er held back for a long time and answered something that made Old Man Yang even more furious. The bastard said: Master, if you are really angry, just beat me up, remember not to slap your face, or if you go home and see your daughter-in-law, she will come and scold you again.

If it wasn't for the sake of the girl from the second Li family, old man Yang really wanted to slap that woman into a pulp.

The three women in the alley didn't dare to stay any longer, they came here in high spirits and then returned in disappointment. When they got out of the alley, they started fighting among themselves, blaming each other, cursing, pushing and shoving.

The child who was picked up by old man Yang alone, kept his expression calm when his mother was swearing at others. The child turned his head to look at the narrow and deep alley, feeling empty in his heart, unable to explain the reason, as if Something very important is lost, such as the woman who cooks without salt, and the woodcutter who goes up the mountain and loses his hatchet.

After the women left in despair, Ruan Xiu discovered that the two painted door gods of Chen Ping'an's house had somehow lost their true spirit.

This is very strange, even if it is an ordinary paper door god sold and sold in the market, as long as the door god painted has not disappeared in the long river of time, the golden body is still there, and the incense is still there, then there will be a little aura, but this aura will soon It will be scattered by the wind and rain, and cannot resist too much evil wind and evil spirits, so every New Year needs to be replaced with a new door god, not just to add joy to the New Year Jiaqing.

But in Ruan Xiu's eyes, the civil and military sages in these two paintings of door gods are the founders of the Yuan and Cao surnames of the Dali Dynasty. The true spirit disappeared, Ruan Xiu frowned and walked forward, stretched out her palm and wiped lightly on the rough colored paper, the paper soon flowed with golden light, awe-inspiring, but it couldn't be seen by the naked eye.

Only then did the girl in Tsing Yi leave contentedly. As for the condition of the door god in the courtyard of Song Jixin's house next door, she didn't even look at it.

She walked all the way to the alley of Liu Xianyang's house, whistled, and soon a dog jumped out cheerfully, circling around the girl, she smiled and dropped a fragrant red pill, the old dog soon After eating his stomach, he followed behind the girl with ponytails, his footsteps were light and soundless, and he shook his tail lightly.

One person attains the Tao and ascends to heaven.

If it is said that a person is more angry than a person, but if a Qi trainer sees this scene, it is more angry than a dog.

Not being able to see the person she wanted to see, Ruan Xiu was a little disappointed, but now she began to feel happy again.

See, he has to take care of himself, whether it's the chickens in the cage or the dog, she takes care of them very well.

The girl in Tsing Yi is walking on the blue stone road, with a ponytail tied out with green temples, the sky is high and the earth is far away, the scenery here is unique.

After sending Chen Pingan back to Luopo Mountain, Wei Bo disappeared again, but he did not return to the Piyun Mountain, but went directly to the top of Luobo Mountain. In sight, there was a majestic mountain temple with a grand square, with a kind of It is paved with extravagant strange stones shaped like white jade and made of fine iron. The golden body in the temple has been molded, but the people's incense has not yet been officially accepted.

Wei Bo walked forward gracefully with his sleeves flowing. A busy member of the Dali Industry Department, Wailang, hurried over to say hello after hearing the news. While taking a walk, he exchanged the progress of the project with the officials in a friendly manner, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The Dali Song clan was able to rise step by step from a small country affiliated to the Lu dynasty to dominate the north. It was definitely not just illusory luck.

Yuanwailang did not enter the mountain temple, but stayed outside the threshold. After Wei Bo crossed the threshold alone, the officials left quickly and continued to watch the construction matters in person.

In the officialdom of Dali, with a breeze in his sleeves, he is happy and happy like a fairy. This is a noble and detached official of the Ministry of Rites.

Eating meat in large chunks, killing people with sharp knives, and cavalry breaking through formations to open up territories, this is to say that soldiers of the Ministry of War are warriors.

Eating dirt and ashes and drinking the northwest wind, this is an official of the Ministry of Industry.

However, as a powerful Yuanwailang who came from a wealthy family, being so conscientious and dedicated is still an unimaginable scene for other dynasties.

Wei Bo gently waved his sleeves and closed the door, and there was a refreshing fragrance of good wood and beautiful trees in the mountain shrine.

The head of Luopo Mountain God enshrined in the main hall is made of pure gold, which is quite strange.

A man in a Confucian shirt appeared with a golden body, floating out of the statue, and above his neck, a face showed a pale gold color, but it was not as abrupt and eye-catching as the statue.

The mountain god is Song Yuzhang.

It was the former Longquan Kiln Superintendent who had lived in the town for more than [-] years. Song Jixin, a boy from Niping Lane, was once mistaken for his illegitimate son. , Song Yuzhang personally supervised the construction.In the end, Song Yuzhang left this place and returned to Beijing to take up his post. When he returned to Longquan Town, his neck was broken by someone sent by the Dali Empress, and his head was hidden in a box.Kill people to kill people, kill donkeys after killing people, that's all.

Song Yuzhang knew too much about the inside story of the Dali Song family's scandal. He actually knew from the very beginning that he was bound to die. To be prepared, to be faithful, to die generously, is nothing more than that.

That's why Wang Yifu, who was sent by the Empress Dali to kill people, and the general who died of the Lu family, said that sentence from the bottom of his heart.

It turns out that scholars also have great heads.

Song Yuzhang, as the mountain god of Luopo Mountain, bowed to the future God of Beiyue, "The little god pays homage to the great god."

Wei Bo couldn't help laughing, moved to the side, waved his hands and said, "Mr. Song doesn't need to do this."

Song Yuzhang then changed the direction of worship, "The rules are like this, and there are no exceptions."

Wei Bo had no choice but to accept the gift completely, and said helplessly, "You scholars, you are so stupid, it's the same during life and after death."

Song Yuzhang straightened up and smiled calmly.

Wei Bo asked with a smile: "The people from the Ministry of Rites and Qin Tianjian have told you the precautions for being a mountain god?"

Song Yuzhang laughed at himself: "They didn't dare to say anything more. After the conferring ceremony was completed, they went down the mountain early and left. They didn't regard me as a mountain god, but regarded me as a plague god. I still have to ask Zhengshen Beiyue to explain the confusion for the little god. "

Wei Bo nodded, asked Song Yuzhang to stand beside him, and waved his sleeve vigorously, the mountains and rivers in the hall rose up and filled the air.

On the ground, a complete picture of the territory governed by a desolate mountain soon appeared. The mountains and rivers are not separated. Although a mountain god governs only the top of the mountain, the mountain gods have varying degrees of control over the streams originating from the mountain or the rivers passing by the foot of the mountain. One's jurisdiction, the righteous gods of rivers and waters in the world, especially the lower-ranked Hebo and Hepo, are often not as popular as the righteous gods of mountains. The former often needs to actively win over the latter, and this is the root cause.

Wei Bo pointed to the ancestral temple on the top of the desolate mountain on the ground, "The ugly words come first, we mountain and water gods, in fact, don't have much meaning. It is enough to accumulate a little bit of yin virtue, to help the imperial court maintain the landscape of a place, compared with the last ten years, whether there are more or less natural and man-made disasters in the territory under its jurisdiction, whether the population has increased or decreased, and whether the first few scholars have emerged If there are any monks who have moved here and there are some auspicious signs, it will be better, this is the merit of the gods and the achievements of being an official."

Song Yuzhang came from an official background, and Wei Bo used official affairs to talk about gods and spirits. Song Yuzhang soon realized it, and it was easy to understand.

Wei Bo said with a smile: "In short, all the merits and demerits are clearly recorded on the books of the imperial government, which is clear at a glance. Don't think that you only need to deal with me when you become a mountain god. In fact, the person you really need to pay attention to is the Dali Imperial Court. Longquan County has a total of three mountain temples. I occupy the mountain hall of Piyun Mountain. You are in Luopo Mountain, and there is another one built in the north. This is rare in other places. It belongs to porridge with few monks. , you will have a headache in the future, because you need to compete for the incense of believers who are good men and good women, of course, you can't compete with me."

Song Yuzhang joked: "How dare I, this is called committing crimes. Before I was alive, I could tell myself that I was afraid of shit. The worst thing is to resign from office. The worst thing is to die, but now it's not possible. It's hard to even want to die. "

Speaking of this, Song Yuzhang bowed again to confess his guilt, with a smile in his words, "The great god of the mountain has visited Luopo Mountain many times, but the little god didn't have the nerve to show up. I'm really terrified. It should be the little god who took the initiative to visit Piyun Mountain. .”

Anyway, he is a low-level official who has taken root in the small town for so many years, and likes to do things by himself. After staying in the more than [-] dragon kilns all year round, Song Yuzhang's official air has long been polished. I know a lot.

Wei Bo said helplessly: "Well, Mr. Song immediately blended from one officialdom to another, and his understanding is very high."

Song Yuzhang asked with a smile: "The one from the north"

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and the Buddha still has to fight for a stick of incense, not to mention them, the gods of mountains and rivers who rely on incense to survive.

The twists and turns in it are not inferior to the secular officialdom.

Wei Bo thought for a while, then said softly: "It's not a good stubble, he was born as a military general of Dali with outstanding military exploits during his lifetime, and he has a bad temper, but I heard that he has a very good relationship with the two from the Martial Saint Temple in Wenchang Pavilion."

Song Yuzhang joked: "It's not good to be an official like this. If you don't worship the righteous gods and worship the sect, you will suffer if you enter the wrong temple or burn the wrong incense."

Wei Bo laughed heartily, and stretched out his thumb, "I'm relieved to say that."

Wei Bo stretched out his finger and lifted it lightly, and the Lost Mountain in the mist of mountains and rivers was getting higher and higher, finally revealing a finely detailed picture somewhere.

On the surface of the stream, a rope was stretched, tied at both ends to two trees, and a small bottle, after the stopper was uncorked, was hung from the rope.

Under a tree on the bank, a girl in a pink skirt would jump up and shake the rope from time to time, and the bottle on the river would sway along with it.

Wei Bo explained: "This is a beam-wrapped bottle of acceptable quality. They can accommodate many wonderful sounds in the world. For this bottle here, someone needs to shake the rope gently to help the small bottle absorb the sound of water better. , if this is not the case, it will take a lot more time to fill the sound."

Song Yuzhang asked: "It's the bottle of the mountain lord Chen Ping'an."

Wei Bo nodded and said, "Yes. What's your impression of Chen Pingan?"

Song Yuzhang said without hesitation: "Because of Song Jixin's relationship with His Highness, I have a clear understanding of Chen Pingan's growth, so I have a good impression. I think it is very good to be able to become a mountain god in Luopo Mountain."

Wei Bo suddenly turned his head to stare at the mountain god under his jurisdiction. He called Song Yuzhang Master Song for the first time, and then said with a smile, "Don't tell me, I didn't think of a situation where Dali needs you to monitor Chen Pingan, saying Maybe one day you will be asked to do nasty things that go against your conscience."

Song Yuzhang smiled casually and said, "Of course I have some guesses. I, Dali, have put so much effort into this. You must have known how many children of the Dali royal family died in order to build that covered bridge, so whether Chen Ping'an is very happy now, With good luck, how could I, Dali, be completely unprepared for accidents?"

my big li

I was proud of it during my lifetime, and I still didn't change it after my death.Probably this is called unrepentant

Wei Bo was silent for a long time, and gathered the mist back into his sleeves, like a tired bird returning to the forest, and Song Yuzhang was able to feel their cheerful breath.

Wei Bo smiled, "Okay, then I understand."

Wei Bo just disappeared.

Song Yuzhang stayed alone in the mountain temple, and sighed, could it be that he is really not suitable for being an official, and he is in trouble everywhere, both during his life and after his death.

Wei Bo, the white-clothed fairy, took the young Chen Pingan on a tour, and no one knew the meaning behind his words.

Of course Song Yuzhang knew that the statue in the mountain temple to the north was equally aware that all the powers of the immortal family who bought the mountain had become human spirits, and they knew it well.

Wei Bo intentionally took the young man to walk on the top of the mountains, no doubt he was clearly showing a fact.

Chen Ping'an is under the protection of my Wei Bo. You outlanders, no matter what your background is, as long as you want to get a bowl of food on my territory, you have to weigh the weight of a new Beiyue Zhengshen.Because he, Wei Bo, is not an ordinary mountain god, he is very likely to be the north of Guanhu Academy, half of the Aquarius Continent in the future, the one with the greatest strength, territory, and authority.none of them

It was only the third day of the Lunar New Year, and some people began to go out to visit the mountains and rivers.

Among the mountains to the west of the town, a young man in Confucian shirts led a young man who looked like a book boy, each holding a bamboo stick, and they waded across the water and ridges to the desolate mountain together.

The scholar is carrying a box of books.

The book boy has a beautiful face, not inferior to a beauty, without any blemishes.

The man he is following is a native of the small town, and now works as a teaching assistant in the school run by the Chen family in Longwei County. His reputation is very small, far inferior to those well-known Confucian writers, so he can't afford the responsibility of his husband and wife. However, the children in the school like him the most, and they like to hear him tell those wonderful and strange things, such as those charming and moving stories about foxes who like scholars.This is especially true for the young man, who did not hesitate to stalk him to get him to agree to be his husband.

The young man was naturally curious about everything, and he lived alone in the Yuan family's ancestral house in a small town. At this time, he asked: "Sir, the Taoist sage has a saying, my life has a limit, and knowledge has no limit. If there is a limit, follow the limitless, and you will die." .how can this be good”

The man in the Confucian shirt was thinking about something, but didn't reply for a while.

The young man has long been familiar with his master's mind-wandering, and continued to ask himself: "The sage also said that in the world of life, if there is a gap between white horses, it's just a sudden. It is clearly evidence of the former, what should I do?"

The man finally came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "So you have to practice. Every time you cross a threshold, you can live ten or a hundred years longer, and you can read more books."

The young man still felt that he hadn't completely solved his confusion, "Although our Confucianism also advocates cultivation, reading is more for entering the world and making this world better. It has never been like Taoism, which only pursues personal birth and enlightenment. So what? yes"

"If you are not sincere or sincere, you cannot move people."

The man said eight words with a smile, stood where he was, looked at the surrounding scenery, the scenery was beautiful, and then said eight words, "Keep your feet on the ground, it's natural."

When the young man heard the words "naturally", he naturally thought of Taoism, which was extremely prosperous in Dongbao Pingzhou. He sighed, "I read in a book that in troubled times, Taoism descends into the world to save people. Buddhism Close the door and knock on the wooden fish. To rule the world, the Taoist school goes to the mountains to cultivate itself, and the Buddhist school opens the door to collect money. Sir, the Taoist school sounds really good, but the Buddhist monks are not so good, no wonder they are not popular in our continent, and the Dharma is not flourishing. "

The man shook his head and smiled: "This is just the resentment and extreme remarks of some scholars. It's not that there is no reason at all. It's just that the reason is less, and it's not beautiful to generalize. It's better not to say it. The three religions can establish religions, of course each Each has its own strengths, and the orthodoxy of the three religions is very complicated, with many branches and leaves, and complicated contexts, so when you want to understand the purpose of the three religions, you must go back to the source before you can evaluate one or two. Otherwise, if you know a little bit about superficiality, you will just talk about it, and when you see one or a few bad Taoist priests and monks, you will beat them all to death with a stick, which is very bad."

The man in the Confucian shirt looked at the top of a big mountain in the distance, "There is a debate among the three religions, and there will be three people explaining the foundation of the religion. The truths of the three sides are so profound and subtle that others cannot imagine, so they are the most dangerous."

The young man was puzzled, "Sir, it's dangerous for the three of you to talk independently."

The man withdrew his gaze from a high place, looked straight into the distance, and said with a smile: "Since it is a debate, in addition to knowing the strengths and weaknesses of your own teachings, you also need to understand the strengths and weaknesses of others, so that you can successfully persuade the other two to recognize your own truth. So As a result, when someone is delving into the knowledge of other schools, they will either wake up to their senses, or give a blow to the head, and before the debate starts, they will simply change their family and embark on a different path."

The delicate-looking young man is half-knowledgeable and confused.

The man smiled and said, "Don't think about it so much, just move forward."

The boy nodded vigorously.

His name is Cui Ci, he chose the name himself, and he lives in the Yuan family's ancestral house in a small town, but he is not the Yuan family.

The Confucian shirt scholar walking in front is Li Xisheng. In addition to holding a bamboo stick that is convenient for walking on the mountain road, there is also a peach charm made of two pieces of wood hanging on his waist, which is simple and elegant.

It fits perfectly on his waist.

Cui Ci couldn't help but asked another question, "Sir, why did we enter the mountain?"

Li Xisheng replied: "Because I think there is one thing that some people did very wrong. Since it is wrong, you can't make the same mistake again and again. I need to do something within my power."

Cui Ci smiled brightly and said, "Mr. is always right."

Li Xisheng shook his head and said: "The precious principles that have been handed down for a long time in the book, no matter what religion or school they are from, they must not be left in the air."

The boy hesitated.

Li Xisheng joked, "You can still ask one last question today."

The young man jumped up and said, "I read in another writer's handwriting that there are nine towers in the world, why the last one has a different number of characters in its name?"

Li Xisheng thought for a while, "You mean that the Xiongzhen building named Zhenbaize is because Baize is a guy's name. If it is called Zhenbailou or Zhenzelou, it would be inappropriate."

The boy scratched his heart and lungs, with a bitter face, and wanted to ask another question, but he didn't dare to.

Li Xisheng couldn't help but said: "Just ask again. Today's weather is very good and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. You can ask a few more questions."

The young man was very happy, jumping up and down beside his husband, "Is there any relationship between the Bai Ze suppressed by the Xiongzhen Building and the picture of Bai Ze that almost every qi practitioner has a copy of?"

Li Xisheng nodded and said, "Yes, it's the same name."

The boy clicked his tongue and said, "Master, there must be a lot of knowledge in this."

Li Xisheng raised his head calmly, smiled apologetically to a certain direction, and then told the young man: "The Confucian sages told us to be taboo for the elders, not only for those saints in the Confucian temple, but also for the sages of the three religions and hundreds of schools. Applicable. So in the future, when you walk alone in the mountains, rivers and lakes, don't just call out his name indiscriminately."

The boy wondered, "Bai Ze"

Li Xisheng slapped him on the head with a smile, "What do you think?"

The boy laughed out loud and didn't take it seriously.

The two continued to trek through mountains and rivers to the downcast mountain.

On the shore of the West Sea in Dongbao Pingzhou, there was a man in sable fur standing on the edge of the cliff, his mind moved slightly, he turned his head to look east, and frowned.

Standing beside him was a woman in a court dress wearing a curtain, who was the fox charm who fell off the cliff on a snowy night on the plank road.

She cautiously asked: "Is there a sage in Aquarius Continent who spoke disrespectfully to the master, do you need a servant to teach me a lesson?"

The man withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "It's just a six-level qi practitioner in Dali. It's a good time to change the bottle before the world is in chaos."

The woman was dumbfounded, shut her mouth obediently, and quickly told herself in her heart that it would be better to say less.

Wei Bo found Chen Ping'an in the bamboo building. He was practicing sword furnace stakes in the open space at the sunset.

The little boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink skirt sat on the bamboo chairs and ate their mouths even more masterly than the master.

Wei Bo came to Chen Ping's side and stood there without making a sound. It was not until Chen Ping put away the sword stove that Wei Bo turned around and asked the girl in the pink skirt to help bring two bamboo chairs, saying that he wanted to talk to her husband about something serious.

Before the girl in the pink skirt could make a move, the kid in Tsing Yi rushed over with a chair in one hand, and after putting down the bamboo chair, he bent down and pouted his buttocks, and wiped the chair surface vigorously with his sleeve.

He went back to the girl in the pink skirt and stood there, noticing the disgust in her eyes, the boy in Tsing Yi said confidently: "What do you know, this is what makes a man bend and stretch"

Sitting side by side on the small bamboo chairs, Wei Bo and Chen Pingan spoke first, "Don't blame me for peeking at what happened in the bamboo building. The battle between you and that sword embryo was far more dangerous than you imagined. It's easy to go mad at the least, or die on the spot."

Chen Pingan nodded, taking advantage of the opportunity to untie the knot.

Wei Bo slowly said: "There are two things in sword training, sword training and sword refining. What you practice is swordsmanship and swordsmanship. The practice of practice is the saber itself and the natal flying sword. It is the practice of training."

Wei Bo paused briefly after his succinct introduction, which shows how much he attaches importance to today's remarks, "Because of your sword embryo, I can't see the depth of the rank, so I don't want to make rash judgments, but there are some common principles , I can briefly talk about it, such as sharpening a physical flying sword, or tempering and warming a natal flying sword, it needs to consume countless treasures. So I will take you to various mountains, yes I want you to understand one thing, practicing on the mountain is to eat gold and silver. The rich people at the bottom of the mountain are the richest. Wealth can be described as a few lifetimes, but on the mountain, no one has this lifetime. The money that can’t be spent may be an exception for the patriarch of the Three Religions.”

The girl in the pink skirt at the back sat upright and listened.

It has nothing to do with her being a fire python, but it has a lot to do with her master. How can she not pay attention to the lecture, and if the master misses it, she can help make up for it afterwards.

The little boy in Tsing Yi was bored and rolled his eyes.

Of course, Chen Pingan listened carefully to Wei Bo's words. If Wei Bo didn't say anything today, he would go down the mountain to ask Ruan Xiu soon.

Wei Bo clasped his hands in his sleeves, which was a bit similar to the young Cui Chen, and said slowly: "Do you have the qualifications to become a swordsman? This is the first threshold for a Qi practitioner. To become a swordsman, do you have the money to practice flying?" The sword is the second threshold, and this threshold is not low at all. The toughness of a sword depends on the density of the sword body, so it needs to be tempered by the swordsmith, and the sharpness of the sword needs to be constantly improved. Hard work, this is the reason why the Zhanlongtai cliff is so valuable that the sage Ruan Qiong dare not monopolize it all by himself, and must win over Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain to carve it up to prevent others from coveting it."

Chen Pingan sighed in his heart, it turned out that one of the saints also had helplessness.

Wei Bo pointed to a mountain far away, where there was a huge dragon-slaying platform, "As long as it is a magic weapon, the requirements for the millstone will be extremely high, which is why the dragon-slaying platform is so valuable. , there is a price but no market, rare goods can live, because as long as you keep it in your hands, you will make money no matter what. Unless it is a last resort and urgently needs life-saving money, someone will be willing to sell it. The station is going to be sold, I guess the whole Niujiao Mountain is crowded with people.”

Having said that, Wei Bo pointed at the young man, "Chen Pingan, Chen Pingan, why are those snake gallstones that you give away as Chinese cabbage are so valuable? The reason is that medicine is three-point poisonous in the world. No matter how effective an ordinary elixir is, it will be of good quality." High, it will have a certain impact on one's own Qi Palace, and it is extremely difficult to eradicate. At the beginning, it can be suppressed and accumulated in some remote Qi Palaces in the body, but as the Qi practitioner's cultivation level increases, the dirt will become more Obviously, under the supernatural power of internal vision, those blemishes will become bigger and bigger, which will hinder the Dao. Qi practitioners of the ten realms can be called saints by the world, but why do they shrink back and forth one by one? It's not like being a bastard, of course, but they are struggling to remove the stain bit by bit."

The little boy in Tsing Yi was a little frightened, he sat up straight and remained motionless, he didn't dare to look around in a daze.

The girl in the pink skirt felt a little guilty. In fact, she kept thinking about the third high-quality snake gallstone, which she helped the master keep, and she would not eat it.

Wei Bo said seriously, "I'm going to tell you some secrets, even if I want to know, I have to pay a lot of money, Chen Pingan, I hope you don't say it casually."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Don't worry, besides Miss Ruan and Brother Li, I don't have anyone to chat with in the town anymore."

Only then did Wei Bo continue to say: "Daohanging Mountain, have you heard of it?"

Chen Ping's expression changed, he didn't speak, he didn't nod or shake his head.

Wei Bo thought it was the man in the bamboo hat who said it, so it wasn't surprising, "Upside-down mountain, created by one of the three disciples of the Taoist ancestor, is a great handwriting. It can be said that it is the world's largest mountain character seal. .This place is the junction of the Haoran World and the Wild World, and it is the first and dangerous pass, and it may be the last."

Chen Pingan asked: "Why is it the last one?"

Wei Bo smiled wryly and said, "Once the flood breaks the embankment, how will we stop it later?"

Wei Bo raised his head, leaned back in his chair, and sighed, "So not only Beiju Luzhou, which is rich in sword cultivation, but also those immortals who passed by Baopingzhou last time, even lowered the height of Yujian in your town, and showed up briefly Yes, the rest of the world's sword cultivators have been conscripted to go to the inverted mountain this time, and they have to go through the inverted mountain to a place called the Great Wall of Sword Qi to resist the invasion of the monster clan from another world."

"Whenever the monster clan rebelled and started a war, they would be called to the inverted mountain, cross the mountain and enter the city, and on that high wall, sharpen the way of sword between life and death."

"The Great Wall of Sword Qi, there are the most famous sword immortals in the world, the largest number of sword immortals, doing the most dangerous feats in the world, but do you know what is most lacking there?"

Wei Bo turned his head to look at Chen Pingan.

Of course, Chen Pingan could only shake his head.

Wei Bo gave the answer, "Lack of sword"

"Because the battles there were too frequent and fierce, many of the peerless divine soldiers brought over by outside sword cultivators were qualified to be among the top-ranked magic weapons in a continent. , There were countless casualties. Therefore, it is very difficult for the native sword cultivators over there to own a good sword."

"In addition, there are also a considerable number of sword cultivators among the monster clan. They like to collect and search for the remains of famous swords. When they come and go, the Sword Qi Great Wall resists the sword cultivators of the monster clan. They need a lot of swords. Seek the sword. Merchants gathered outside the upside-down mountain set prices on the ground and waited for the price to sell, and countless people became rich because of it."

Chen Pingan hesitated.

Wei Bo seemed to know what Chen Pingan was thinking, and said with a sneer, "You think everyone is you, a bad guy, and you give away the treasures and worry about whether they are heavy or not, should you help carry them?"

The little boy in Tsing Yi looked embarrassed, pinched his nose, and wondered if he should find out with his conscience, and treat Chen Pingan really better in the future

Chen Pingan remained silent.

"Chen Pingan, don't take my bastard words to heart. To be honest, I actually admire you."

Wei Bo was apologetic, and exhaled a long breath, as if he had accumulated too much in his stomach, and he couldn't breathe quickly, then his eyes turned sharp, and he sneered: "Among the great monsters in the world, only the ones I know now According to the news, there are three peerless sword celestials who have been famous for a long time, and their combat power and killing power are unimaginable. Now that so many years have passed, whether the number has increased or decreased, I don’t know.”

Wei Bo slapped his head, "I almost forgot to mention it. As for why the monster race tirelessly attacked the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it's very simple. The living environment is too harsh, and the spiritual energy is thin, which is not conducive to cultivation. Their bodies are strong and good at fighting. A world It's like a huge Gu breeding farm, where the strong occupy most of the mountains, land, cultivation resources, and many heirs. And our Haoran Tianxia is just a big piece of fat, which is not on the lips, but you can see it. The soup is cold and roasted, and other people's bowls are full of fish and meat, how can we not salivate?"

Wei Bo's face gradually returned to calm, "Actually, to say right or wrong, one is for the survival and expansion of oneself, and to make life more nourishing for the children and grandchildren. The other is to guard the family and defend the border to the death. If it is replaced by a bystander For the third person, when looking at this matter, there may not be such a strong distinction between good and evil. After entering Piyun Mountain, I also agreed to become the righteous god of the mountain after entering Piyun Mountain. , to be able to know this. For the next few things, you can just listen to the books and stories, don't pay too much attention to it."

"It is said that there was a tragic battle before. A dozen big monsters came to the Sword Qi Great Wall together and had a discussion with the top monks of the human race. They hoped to exchange for a piece of land the size of Dongbaopingzhou near the inverted mountain as a condition for the truce. It’s just that we certainly won’t agree to it, and children know the truth if we make an inch of it.”

"After that big battle, there was a gambling battle, thirteen vs. thirteen. In fact, it happened not long ago, a few years ago. Yaozu and Jianqi Great Wall each sent thirteen people, seven wins and six losses. If the Yaozu wins, they can occupy the Great Wall of Sword Qi without firing a single soldier, and if we win, we can get all the swords in the Yaozu world."

Speaking of this, Wei Bo couldn't help standing up, "Why don't you dare to fight us for these thirteen fights?"

"do you know"

Wei Bo stretched out his finger vigorously, pointing to the south, "We Haoran Tianxia racked our brains only for the order of battle between the two camps. An ancestor of the Lu family in Zhongtu, who is known as half of the Yinyang family, paid a huge price for this." The price is the only way to roughly calculate the order in which the monster masters will play."

"In this peak battle that has never been seen before or since, the two sides eliminated their top three most powerful masters, so as not to get carried away one by one, break through the boundary between the two worlds, and make the two worlds chaotic. Stable, the gain outweighs the loss. In this way, this fair duel will be meaningless."

But Jianqi Great Wall has won six of the previous seven games, except for the first one. In the good situation where they are sure of winning, they lost the eighth game.Moreover, that female Sword Immortal became the first character to be beheaded on the battlefield by the Yaozu Formation.After that, the army was defeated like a mountain, and lost until the No.12 game. In that game, Jianqi Great Wall thought that it would definitely win, because the Great Sword Immortal was recognized as having outstanding combat power and experienced many battles. no defeat"

"But he still lost and became the second sword cultivator to die in battle."

"After that, our Haoran World was a little hopeless, because everyone felt that we must lose. It's not that the last sword cultivator who participated in the Great Wall of Sword Qi was not strong enough, on the contrary, he was very strong, so powerful that people felt invincible. But the last of the demon clan,

It is the strongest person recognized as the top three in killing power in the world for thousands of years, but it has just passed the test of life and death, and it has been closed for thousands of years, so it is not among the top three excluded. Thousands of calculations have failed to reach this point.It is obvious that Yaozu is destined to pay a big price to cover up this secret. "

"That big monster is a sword cultivator at the peak of the thirteenth realm of sword cultivation"

"In history, the Yaozu fought countless times to siege the city. It was the first to kill the city and the last to withdraw from the city many times."

The boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink skirt at the back had already turned pale when they heard this.

Even Chen Pingan, who was determined far beyond ordinary people, clenched his fists and put them heavily on his knees, sweating profusely without knowing it.

Wei Bo laughed loudly without warning, striding forward, his sleeves shaking violently, he pointed to the far south with one hand, turned his head, and raised his fist with one hand, "But we won."

"The man who killed the big sword cultivator, everyone called him A Liang, everyone didn't know where he came from, and where he was going. They only knew that he was in the Great Wall of Sword Qi and killed the most monsters."

Wei Bo was extremely happy, shook his arm violently, and said loudly to the world: "His name is A Liang."

Chen Ping turned his head slowly and looked at the small bamboo building that was named Mengzilou by a certain guy himself.

The stubborn boy's tears flowed down all at once.

I remember the first time we met.

A middle-aged man wearing a bamboo hat, leading a donkey and carrying a knife, introduced himself to the boy with a smile.

My name is A Liang, kind Liang.

I am a swordsman.