Sword comes

The young Taoist who went back and forth, the guy who made many girls and women in the small town miss him, started to set up a stall in the original place again, but now the town is very lively, and there is a fellow who grabs business next door, Wearing a brand-new Taoist robe, at the age of seventy years, but with a ruddy complexion, he is very immortal.

The old Taoist sat behind a big table, and a sense of immortality rushed over his face. On the table was a large shiny stick, which contained neatly trimmed and beautiful bamboo sticks. Next to the table was a luxurious silk stick. On the cloth banner, there is a couplet written on it, "Knowing yin and yang, knowing gossip, knowing heaven, civilization and geography, it's a matter of a lottery; it can save money and eliminate disasters, and accumulate merit, just a few pennies."

The business of this fortune-telling booth is booming, and there is an endless stream of people in the small town who ask for fortune-telling. They all say that it is effective. From what I heard, I was sure that there were gods in the world, so I became more sincere, saying that it was only a few pennies for a lottery, but no matter how poor the family was, they were willing to spend a lot of copper coins to impress the old gods.

The business of the young Taoist's stall was deserted, and there were few birds. It really was a veritable crowd. When the stall was set up, there was a yellow bird flying over from a distance, and then circled away.The young Taoist was a little sad, looking pitifully at some young girls, they were all familiar faces who had chatted with each other before, but those girls who came after hearing the news, mostly gathered together in twos and threes, whispering, and deliberately watching The embarrassment of the handsome Taoist made him even more happy.

This made the young Taoist a little sad. In the end, he was really bored. Seeing that there were no fortune-tellers in the next stall, he simply went to sit on the stool with the cheek. Fist is afraid of being young, so I really want to do it for business. I am old with old arms and legs, but I can't stand the three or two punches of the young man in front of me. The old man's fortune-telling has learned some superficial skills, and he fights with words. Very good at it, really fighting with hands, keeping the guard on his knees begging for mercy.

The young Taoist with a lotus crown on his head sat down, smiled and said nothing.

The old Taoist glanced out of the corner of his eye, and it was a lotus crown that he had never seen before. Except for a few large Taoist temples in Aquarius Continent and the continent to the southeast, almost all the Taoist priests on the mountain and down the mountain were The fishtail crown, this can't be messed up, it involves a major event of a school of Taoism, who dares to wear it indiscriminately?If you don't need the Taoist temple to come forward, you will be arrested by the government and eaten in prison.

The old Taoist is very sure, nine times out of ten he is a young boy who doesn't even understand the rules of entry. Hearing some superficial rituals, he got such a nondescript Taoist crown and wears it. Maybe he is complacent and feels that he stands out from the crowd. Not the same as the vulgar.The old Taoist calculated the distance from the stall to the county government, and felt that he was sure of winning. He suddenly changed his posture, his eyes were bright, and he instantly returned to the demeanor of an outsider, staring blankly at the good-looking young Taoist. Very bluffing.

The young Taoist really showed a look of anxiety, "Old Immortal, could it be that just by looking at his face, he found that Xiaodao's long journey was not going well?"

Damn, I met a heartless person.That's pretty good, but it's not beautiful if you're really a stunned young man.With his three-inch tongue and keeping three sentences, he took down this junior who just entered the industry.

The old Taoist was secretly happy, thinking that the business at the stall next door to your boy will go smoothly?

The old Taoist pretended to be profound, "For the sake of being a junior, let's draw a lottery. No copper coins will be charged, and I will help you do a fortune-telling calculation for free."

The young Taoist laughed and said, "I don't have the nerve to bother the old fairy, I just came here to chat, a chance meeting is fate..."

The young Taoist was talking politely, but he had already bent forward and was about to reach out to grab a bamboo stick.

The old Taoist raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to press on the bamboo stick. The young Taoist withdrew his hand resentfully, waved it lightly, and said with a smile: "Haha, the old Taoist saw that the old fairy's bamboo stick was covered with some dust, so I wanted to help brush it off. go."

The old Taoist smiled but didn't smile, and it was obvious that he would thank the guests if he didn't close the door.

Because not far away, a woman and a young child are rushing to the stall, and the business is coming. How can the old Taoist have the time to waste time with a crappy colleague.

The young Taoist had no choice but to stand up obediently, return to his stall, put his hands on the back of his head, lean back, and look at the blue sky.

Farther away, a middle-aged man came slowly with a boy with long eyebrows. Before the boy came, he only heard his ancestors say that he was "the master of his lineage". But my heart kept beating, I just thought that it must be an old fairy flying through the clouds and fog, with white hair, maybe there are spiritual creatures around him, either a crane or a dragon, in short, it must be a big man with a fairy spirit soaring into the sky.

But when Changmeier saw that half-familiar face, he was stunned.

The young Taoist is no stranger to the common people in the small town. He can tell fortunes to woodcutters and kiln workers, read palms for girls and women, write family letters for others, and can do everything. Unambiguous, nothing more than to help say a few auspicious words, and then start to eat meat and drink in big bowls. Compared with the young and strong men who go up and down the mountain, they are not inferior.

Changmeier's mother, the well-educated and sensible woman in charge of Xie's house, once brought the young man to tell his fortune, took out a lottery, and said a lot of good things, which comforted his mother He turned his head to wipe away the tears, but the young Taoist made an inch of it, and said he wanted to show his mother's palm too, with a wicked smile on his face, and Long Meier was so angry that he took his mother home on the spot, thinking how could he be so brazen Seqo, after leading his mother away, the boy turned his head and glared at the young Taoist.

Just as Xie Shi was about to salute respectfully, the young Taoist shook his head slightly, stretched out his hands and pressed twice, indicating that Xie Shi should sit down, and Xie Shi sat on the bench obediently. By his side, with his head down, his mind was muddled.

The old Taoist glanced sideways, and found that someone was going to the stall next door, and almost rolled his eyes, but there was still someone blindly looking for the hairless young man to tell his fortune?What is it if it is not a waste of copper coins?

Xie Shi didn't know how to speak, the Taoist Master of Yizhou, who already had the title of Tianjun in his pocket, was actually restless.

The young Taoist ignored Xie Shi, raised his head slightly to look at the lowered Changmeier, and jokingly said: "Pindao didn't lie to you back then, didn't you, yours is signed, it's genuine at a fair price, no one can deceive you."

The young man wanted to kneel and kowtow for some reason, but he just couldn't kneel down no matter what.

At Chen Ping's side, the young Taoist who claimed to be Lu and named Shen said with a smile, "Don't be so nervous. You didn't do anything wrong back then. It doesn't make sense to be so guilty. Why, just because your seniority is higher than your ancestors, you can't be so nervous. Think you are wrong? Then you will have a lot of worries in this life, the more you go up the mountain, the more you see people, you will feel that you are wrong, why bother, wasting a poor lottery in vain."

Xie Shi was a little annoyed at how a boy who was very smart and sensible in front of him in the past showed timidity at a critical moment, but just as he was about to reprimand him, he was stared at by the young Taoist, scared Xie Shi into silence, shut up .

Xie Shi smiled wryly in his heart, it turned out that he was not much better than Chang Meier.

Lu Chen chuckled lightly and said, "You really don't plan to stay by your side to sculpt?"

Xie Shi sat upright, took a deep breath, used his magical powers to straighten his mind, and no longer was as timid as before, and replied: "Under the shade of a big tree, it is both a blessing and a bad thing. It is difficult to grow a second tall tree." Tree."

Lu Chen nodded and said, "Correct answer."

Then Lu Chen rubbed his chin, tsk-tsk and said with a smile: "You can tell the master about this when you turn back, so that the old man will stop nagging that apprentices are not good enough. Masters are at least half wrong."

Xie Shi finally stabilized his mood, and immediately became a mess, with a bitter face and said nothing.

I still want Lord Tian, ​​I'm afraid I can't even keep the name of a real person, right?

My master's master, of course, wouldn't be angry about it, but who doesn't know my master's second senior brother, that unpredictable temper...

If that person gets angry, who can bear it?

Lu Chen waved to the young man with long eyebrows, "Come, come, help the poor Taoist to watch the stall, and the poor Taoist walk around casually, and meet some acquaintances."

How could Changmeier dare to occupy the magpie's nest, really go and sit in such a position, and would not move even if he was killed.

Xie Shi felt relieved, he was really afraid that Changmeier would go and sit down stupidly.

Lu Chen didn't care too much, and told Xie Shi who got up quickly: "The other poor people will disappear. You can say hello to them and tell them not to put their hot faces on their cold butts. Pindao is not in a good mood recently. Sometimes I can't hold back, hehe... Also, if the poor Taoist wants to see your descendants in the future, there is no need for you to lead them here. He is hiding in the blessed land below, and the poor Taoist can still see him, right? , so let’s not take this as an example.”

Xie Shi lowered his voice, nodded and said: "Please abide by the law!"

Lu Chen coughed, and asked with a smile: "Where is this child's mother, why didn't he come for something? I didn't have time to read the palmistry last time."

It was the first time to see Xie Shi, the "Master of Benmai" with his own eyes.

Those rumors secretly circulated among many heavenly monarchs and great masters, it turns out that they are all fucking lies!

Chang Meier was completely sluggish.

Lu Chen swaggered away, and when he passed the stall next door, he said enviously: "The old fairy is really busy."

The old Taoist nodded lightly and smiled, but he was slandering in his heart, get out of here quickly!

Lu Chen wandered all the way, and finally stepped into Niping Lane. When he passed the Cao family's ancestral house, the gate was closed. Cao Xi, the land sword fairy in Posuo Continent, silently bowed and saluted in the house. trembling.

Lu Chen was indifferent to this, and went straight to a courtyard, bouncing around and looking at the scene in the courtyard.

The girl who was sitting in the yard next door basking in the sun stood up and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Lu Chen shifted his gaze, pointed his finger at his nose, laughed and said, "Girl, don't you recognize the poor? I stayed here last year, so we know each other. Besides, you and your young master are still in the poor." I had my fortune told at the stall, don’t you remember?”

The girl pretended to think about it, then shook her head and said, "I don't remember!"

Lu Chen walked outside the courtyard wall next to Chen Ping'an, stood on tiptoes against the top of the wall, and sniffed his nose vigorously, "The girl is cooking, it smells delicious. Poor Dao can smell the aroma of the rice here."

Zhigui still looked innocent, shook his head and said, "No."

Lu Chen smiled, tilted his head slightly, reached out and nodded the girl, "Poverty has a good nose, girl, you can't fool anyone."

The girl let out a cry, and went to the stove room, and took out all the firewood from the earthen stove. An earthen stove that was originally hot for cooking, was turned off immediately, and it became a pot of raw rice.

The girl walked to the door of the kitchen, clapped her hands and asked, "What about now?"

Lu Chen stretched out his thumb, "Fuck you!"

The girl didn't take it seriously at all, and asked, "Are you looking for Chen Ping'an? What's the matter? I can send a message for you."

Lu Chen said with a smile: "Pindao can find him by himself, don't dare to bother the girl, otherwise the poor will be afraid that the stall will not be able to continue in the future."

Zhigui said: "Tell me, I know Chen Ping'an very well."

After saying this, she pointed to the blessing posted on the door of the house, "Look, it's exactly the same as his house, and it was given to me by Chen Pingan."

Little girl, if you didn't open your eyes and talk nonsense like this, you really wouldn't be counted as poor.

Lu Chen couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching, he really didn't know how Qi Jingchun could bear this girl back then, and was willing to take care of her in every possible way.

Lu Chen sighed, "Actually, Pindao didn't look for Chen Pingan today, but came to look for you, Wang Zhu."

Zhigui looked at the young Taoist expressionlessly, "Although my son is not in the town for the time being, if you dare to bully me, Chen Ping'an will avenge me later. Also, I know Qi Jingchun, he is a Confucian saint, so I am not afraid of it." He died and suddenly came back to life, killing you?"

Lu Chen stretched out his hands, rubbed his cheeks, and said helplessly, "Not to mention whether Chen Ping'an will avenge you, Qi Jingchun is dead if he dies, and he won't come back to life."

Zhigui lightly raised his willow eyebrows.

Like willows, slanted by the spring breeze.

Lu Chen clasped his hands against the wall again, and said with a smile, "Wang Zhu, Pindao has a chance to give you as a present, do you dare to accept it?"

Two blue Taoist robe sleeves were laid softly on the yellow mud courtyard wall.

Like a dragon and a tiger crouching.

Zhigui folded his arms around his chest, as if protecting himself, and said with a sneer, "Sexy, rascal, pedantine, slut!"

Lu Chen put away his hands and laughed loudly.

Back in the day, there were thousands of real dragons in the world. After meritorious deeds and rewards, they were in charge of all the lakes, lakes, rivers and seas in the world. Among them was the most famous female dragon. Her status was already too precious, and she was so infatuated with herself. ?In the eyes of the world, how unfeeling is he?

The young Taoist almost burst into tears from laughter.

No matter how big the avenue is, it cannot accommodate the love of children.

I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals. They are in books, on mountains, but not on top of mountains.

Lu Chen looked at the girl in front of him who shouldn't have appeared in this world, and remembered that he had asked his master himself why there was a Lizhu Cave in the Skynet.

The old man only smiled and said a few words.

"Sparseness is the crux of the problem. Following the law of the way of heaven is no longer enough to stand up, so it collapses."

"The Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, people escape one, and everything in life."

At that time, the old man was squatting beside the lotus pond, picked up a handful of water, sprinkled it on a slightly inclined lotus leaf, sprinkled it on a high place, followed the trend, gradually diverted, and finally returned to the pool.

Then the old man raised a palm high towards Lu Chen. It turned out that there was still a drop of water in the palm of the hand. When the palm was tilted, the water drop began to flow slowly along the fine lines of the palm, crooked and branching continuously. Changing direction every day means walking on a different road. If you replace that inconspicuous drop of water with someone who walks in the long river of time in the world, it means becoming a different person.

With just one thought, one step, there are three religions and hundreds of schools, there are generals, ministers, peddlers and pawns.

Lu Chen put away his thoughts, the young Taoist outside the courtyard wall smiled at the girl inside the courtyard wall, "If you don't want the opportunity given to you by the poor Taoist, you have to take it."

The girl sneered, "Do you know who I am?"

Lu Chen asked back, "Do you know who I am?"

Zhigui's face was gloomy, "You are a stinky Taoist priest, can you bear it?"

Lu Chen smiled and said: "The common name of poor Taoist Lu Chen is enough to explain everything."

Zhigui really didn't understand this time, "What are you talking about?"

Lu Chen returned to his normal expression, leaned against the wall, and said with a smile, "Girl, do you want me to show my palmistry? When will you get married, whether you will have a baby early, whether you are a good wife or not, even a poor man can count."

Zhigui blinked and asked, "Can I just eat? Don't read palms?"

Lu Chen turned over the wall and snapped his fingers, "Sound!"

Zhigui asked again: "You don't mind sandwiching raw rice?"

"Never mind, I'm here to cook the stove." The young Taoist rolled his eyes, walked into the stove openly, began to add more firewood, picked up the torch, puffed up his cheeks and began to blow hard.

Zhigui stood at the door of the kitchen, wanting to hit the young Taoist's head with a broom.

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In a sword furnace in a blacksmith's shop, Ruan Qiong's blacksmithing action did not stop, and the momentum was even more shocking than before. Sparks splashed all over the place, and the huge room was bright and brilliant, densely packed with sparks, and the sparks clustered together continued to accumulate. It has not dissipated at all, and it will not flow out of the house, so that there is almost no place to stand in the house.

But today not only Ruan Xiu entered the house, but even Wei Bo was there, the space was limited, one person and one mountain god could only stand side by side. Inconspicuous, I'm afraid it's just a brand new sword in the eyes of middle five level sword cultivators.

Ruan Qiong thumped, turned her head and said to Wei Bo in a deep voice: "Please send Xiuxiu to Luopo Mountain. Senior Yang has already covered the secret, so there shouldn't be any accidents."

Ruan Qiong then told Ruan Xiu: "When you arrive at Luopo Mountain, don't say anything after sending the sword, just ask him to follow Wei Bo to Niujiao Mountain and take the 'ferry' to the south. The sword will not show the slightest majesty before it is attacked by Zhanlongtai, but if it encounters a big monster, it will still show its feet, so let that boy surnamed Chen, on the way to the south, don't seek death by himself, follow those people If you don't deal with the Shanze monster, with his current level of martial arts, as long as he doesn't seek death, he has a chance to walk up to the inverted mountain alive."

Wei Bo was more considerate, "I still have a thick locust tree branch at hand. When I arrive at Luopo Mountain, I can help Chen Pingan make two scabbards on the way to Baozhai on Niujiao Mountain."

Ruan Qiong hesitated to speak.

Wei Bo smiled knowingly, "Don't worry, I've already used a blindfold method on that sword-raising gourd. Generally, only ten-level qi practitioners can see through it, so it's not a big problem."

Ruan Qiong continued to work hard, striking iron like thunder.

The military sage was already full of anger, wishing that little bastard would pack up and leave.

This time Wei Bo didn't dare to take it too seriously, he not only recited silently in his heart, but also made secret formulas with his fingers, quietly moving the luck of the mountains and rivers within his jurisdiction.

The two soon appeared on the second floor of the Lost Mangosteen Building.

Chen Pingan, who got the news in advance, had already prepared his luggage. Because he had Feijian Fifteen as a square inch, he didn't need to carry a backpack. I am used to the hatchet used to open mountains and roads, but now I only hide two light flying swords, I am really not used to it.

Ruan Xiu gave the sword, said what her father told her, and finally she handed out an embroidered bag, and said with a smile: "Chen Pingan, for you, peach cake."