Sword comes

Chapter 2.

The long river of time is still flowing slowly from the outside of this small world, and the friction between the two rules of heaven and earth in the sky is turbulent, glowing with the charming color of colorful glass.

Chen Pingan and Jian Ling sat side by side on the edge of the ruins of the city wall, their legs hanging outside.

Chen Ping lowered his head and looked at his abdomen. The bleeding had stopped, and the wound was almost healed with flesh and blood, but the internal organs, which were like a mess inside, were still painful enough to make people tremble.

Even if the wound of an Ascension Realm natal Immortal Soldier was far from a blow, even if it passed through Chen Pingan's abdomen, the aftereffects would still be unimaginable.

In the distance, everyone stood still in place.

Only the teaching nun whose natal flying sword was broken was the weirdest, shaking all the time, the range was very small, but it was particularly miserable.

Sun Jiashu was knocked unconscious by the ancestor, and was supported by the old steward beside him.

The vast majority of people have happy smiles on their faces.

Hearing from her, Zheng Dafeng, whose spine was broken, had completely dissipated the pure zhenqi cultivated by a nine-level martial artist, and was really reduced to a useless person, but there was still some physical foundation left, which was equivalent to five or six levels Wufu body.Zheng Dafeng has been sent to Chenchen Pharmacy by Mr. Wensheng, and his life is safe, but it is estimated that even if he stands up again from the sick bed, his life will be worse than death for the rest of his life.

She also said that the old scholar said that he would clean up the mess. In short, Chen Pingan would never be at a disadvantage. As much as Du Mao ate, he had to spit out more, and the matter was not that simple.

Looking at the sky dome of this small world together, she suddenly said: "I have to go, sharpening the sword, we can't delay for a moment."

Chen Pingan remembered something, and said softly: "I have an oil-paper umbrella that can cover the secrets of the heavens. Sister Shenxian, take it. According to what I said before, even Master Wensheng's deadly enemy has expressed his opinion. At least I don't have to meet Du Mao again in the future." I can handle this kind of old monster as long as it is not a monk of the upper five realms, and I will not take the initiative to provoke it. This time, Old Dragon City helped Zheng Dafeng, which is a special case."

She hummed, reached out and touched Chen Pingan's head, "It's okay, you haven't given me anything yet."

Chen Ping blinked.

She said confidently: "It means that when you crossed the bridge, the dragon-slaying platform in your basket was not a gift from you, but I stole it."

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "Sister Fairy, what do you want? That oil-paper umbrella is not counted. I will give you the rest. I have walked a long way, and I will continue to walk in the future. Maybe I will meet you like it." s things."

She turned sideways, then leaned back, and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid that girl will get angry."

Chen Pingan smiled brightly, "At worst, I'll beat her up."

She bent her fingers and tapped Chen Pingan's forehead lightly, "Young man has grown up."

Chen Ping also turned sideways, stretched out his hand and gestured for the height of the two people, and said happily: "Is it?"

She lightly bumped Chen Pingan's shoulder with her shoulder, and asked with a smile: "I like that girl so much, why do you like Fa?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, his pale face was slightly red, he put his hands on the ground, looked into the distance, and said in a shy voice, "I'm not ashamed to say this."

She clicked her tongue and said, "Ouch, I'm really going to be jealous."

Chen Ping still looked into the distance, shook his head and said, "No, Sister Fairy is the best."

The tall woman smiled and stood up, "Go, go to the pharmacy to get an umbrella. By the way, the corpse on the ground is Du Mao's Yangshen body. It can be put away. It is a skin of the Twelve Realms Immortal's body. Can sell for money."

Chen Ping glanced at the "Du Mao" on the ground.

She smiled and said: "It can be sold for a lot of money, and even people can live in it, such as Cui Chan, the master of the Great Li Dynasty."

Chen Ping's income is within reach.

She smiled knowingly.

Although Chen Pingan's Qi Palace in his body was dilapidated, his actions were fine, but now he had to fight against others, and his current strength was probably not as good as the martial arts cultivation base when he first entered the third realm.

Chen Ping stood up, looked down at the tattered Jinli magic robe, and his heart ached more than his flesh.She held the three pieces of Zhanlongtai that were first placed among the Wusu white jade tablets in her hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I can make up for it, it's just a few bags of gold, fine copper coins, maybe I can upgrade to the rank of a half-immortal soldier in one go!" .Old man Yang has to give some, and Du, whoever it is, has to find a way to do so.”

Chen Pingan nodded.

She strode forward, walking in the big hole in the pierced city wall, "Don't be discouraged, the end of the road is still far away, and I will still be by your side when the time comes."

Chen Pingan quickly followed, she grabbed Chen Pingan's shoulder, jumped out of the hole in the wall, and after Chen Pingan pointed the direction, she swept towards the dusty medicine shop in the inner city of Old Dragon City.

Since the old scholar hadn't removed the restriction of the old dragon city, everything was still silent.

Falling in the alley outside the drug store, Pei Qian, who was holding a walking stick, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, because after she finished playing the crazy sword technique created by herself, she found that the Yin God surnamed Zhao was like a wooden man. She couldn't move, no matter how she shouted, the black smoke was like an ice pick, she grabbed a strand with both hands, but she couldn't pull it.In the end, I lost my trekking stick, squatted on the ground and cried with my head in my arms. After crying, I ran out of the alley like crazy, but stopped at the corner of the street, because I remembered Chen Ping'an's advice, so she wandered there Not going, and finally squatted on the ground again, heart-piercingly, shouting that it belonged to father and master. After shouting hoarse, he couldn't cry anymore, and took out the talisman again and stuck it on his forehead. Emboldened by himself, he wrinkled his crying face and was about to take that step to find Chen Pingan

As a result, a familiar voice sounded from behind, "Come back."

Pei Qian turned around and saw Chen Pingan smiling at him. He was both wronged and happy, and ran towards Chen Pingan, crying and laughing, and hugged him.

The tall woman stood behind Chen Ping'an, and seeing this scene, she found it interesting and quite similar.

As for the weirdness in the eyes of this little Heitan girl, her background and vision made her understand the way of it better than anyone else.

This weather is called eye accumulation sun and moon.

Of course, it is not the "orthodox" sun and moon of Haoran Tianxia, ​​but the essence of the sun and moon in some caves, but even so, the warriors of the nine realms, or the gods on the land, still cannot bear this monstrous fortune.

She is not interested in why the little girl is safe and sound. She has never seen so many strange things and miraculous people that she has already become numb.Countless people just died under that old sword.

Only then did Pei Qian see the tall woman in white, her eyes widened and her expression dull.

Jian Ling smiled, and said to Chen Pingan: "Nowadays, there are very few such pure martial arts embryos, why don't you teach her?"

Chen Ping pinned Pei Qian's little head, "I was afraid that she would learn martial arts and not know the severity, which would cause trouble easily. Next, I will teach her myself."

Pei Qian began to retreat involuntarily.

Can't help it, I'm afraid she doesn't know what she's doing right now.

The sword spirit narrowed his eyes and said: "It seems that it is not an ordinary paradise newly found by Confucianism, maybe one of them was cut down by my own hands back then."

Chen Pingan was at a loss.

Jian Ling smiled and said: "I don't need to understand these things for the time being, Chen Zhima rotten millet, I get upset just thinking about it."

She turned around first and walked towards the pharmacy.

Only then did Pei Qian come back to his senses, and timidly hid behind Chen Ping'an.

The small oil-paper umbrella, which was called the phoenix fan by the Taoists in Donghai, was leaning against the door. She bent down to pick it up, opened it in an instant, and a jade tablet fell out, which was the jade tablet handed down by the Patriarch of Taiping Mountain.

She grabbed it in her hand, glanced at it, and crushed it into powder, "What kind of junk."

Chen Ping stomped his feet and hurriedly said, "I still have to return it to Taiping Mountain."

Jian Ling smiled and said: "It's okay if I didn't say it earlier, just say that I broke it, let those Taiping Mountains come to Lizhu Cave to find me, and I will just pay them."

She thought to herself, the premise is that they dare to accept it.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Forget it, I'll write another letter to the Heavenly Monarch of Taiping Mountain, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Holding an umbrella, she nodded, "Then I'm leaving."

Chen Ping said a thousand words, and he didn't know where to start, but in the end he just nodded with a smile.

She walked up to Chen Pingan, bent slightly, put her forehead against Chen Pingan's, and said softly, "Chen Pingan, it is my luck to meet you."

After she finished speaking, she held the oil-paper umbrella in her hand and turned it into a snow-white rainbow, piercing the sky of the old dragon city and the sea of ​​clouds where Fan Junmao fell to the ground. tower.

At the door of the pharmacy, Pei Qian tugged at Chen Pingan's sleeve, and said frightenedly, "This is really the most powerful fairy sister I've ever seen. In front of her, I don't even dare to flatter."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "There are people outside of people, and there is heaven beyond the sky, so after practicing martial arts, you can't be arrogant."

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, and suddenly asked: "She is that girl, right? Next time we meet, I'll call her mother."

Just as Chen Pingan was about to cross the threshold, he staggered.

Pei Qian suddenly said: "It's called Shi Niang."

Chen Ping quickly turned around, covered the guy's mouth, and stared, "Don't talk nonsense."

Pei Qian blinked, "Don't say it, keep it in your heart"

Chen Pingan pulled her ears with a dark face, Pei Qian tilted his head, paddling his heels, babbling, and was dragged into the yard behind the drugstore by Chen Pingan, and then let go.

Pei Qian squatted on the ground and rubbed his ears.

Chen Pingan went to Zheng Dafeng's main house and side room alone, and saw the man lying on the bed, in a coma, but also stopped the trauma.

It's just that he is much more miserable than Chen Pingan. Back then in Ouhua Blessed Land, Chen Pingan used Zhongqiu's peak boxing and "school dragon" to break through the situation in one fell swoop. Now the man on the bed, even the entire dragon's spine is broken .

Chen Pingan moved a chair, sat in the small dim room, staring at Zheng Dafeng blankly.

Pei Qian tiptoed to the door of the side house. After seeing this scene, he hesitated and left gently.

She sat on the steps with her chin in her hands.

She had never seen such a sad Chen Pingan.

She was also a little sad, blowing the yellow talisman on her forehead.

A talisman cannot be blown away, and a sad heart cannot be blown away.

Is this what happens when a person grows up?

In an instant, the time and water flowing in Haoran Tianxia at the southern end of Aquarius Island returned to normal, pouring into the Old Dragon City from all directions.

It's just that except for the worldly immortals like Jindan Yuanying, most people don't notice this subtlety at all.

After a while, these old dragon city smart people finally realized that something was a little weird.

It's normal for Chen Pingan to disappear. He was pierced through the abdomen by the sword-swallowing boat and disappeared from sight.But Du Mao disappeared, and that Zheng Dafeng also disappeared, which is a bit hard to explain.

What's more, while watching them from a distance, accidents also happened.

For example, the Fu family was the most nervous. Apart from the "Tongyezhou No. 1" in the eyes of Baopingzhou, the most invincible teacher in the old dragon city fell to the ground, and lost consciousness on the spot, covered in blood. come out.

It is clearly a terrible scene that has already hurt the fundamentals.

Fu Qi swept over from Denglongtai, squatted down, his face was livid, he was puzzled, and somewhat resented the existence of Fan Junmao, if it wasn't for this, he would never be completely in the dark today, and he would definitely be able to see it. The inside story of the previous vision, after investigating the condition of the old woman from the Jiang family in Yunlin, was even more horrified. The flying sword of her life was destroyed, but Fu Qi did not reveal the secret, and said calmly: "I have suffered some injuries. Go back to the mansion and talk about it."

Fu Nanhua looked towards the city wall, and there was no trace of Chen Pingan. Did he die somewhere in the outer city, or did he die?

Fu Donghai and Fu Chunhua looked at each other again.

Seeing this mighty nun "injured a little" with his own eyes was good news for the two of them who were still unwilling to give up on the castellan's chair.

Fu Nanhua asked softly: "Behind"

Fu Qi shook his head and said: "Don't worry about it, it doesn't make much sense. Now go back and find out what happened and why Du Mao disappeared. Instead of going through the east gate, enter the city through the south gate."

As the well-deserved top spot in the old dragon city, and the Fu family who was determined to unify the old dragon city, the chariots and horses chose to detour and head for the south gate.

The most stupid person is naturally Du Yan on the top of the city, the direct descendant of Du Mao in the Ascension Realm, rubbing his eyes, who is the ancestor?

His wife, Ding, has mediocre cultivation aptitude, but she is calmer than Du Yan, who is in the Golden Core Realm. "In Tongye Continent, our ancestors can run rampant, let alone such a small Aquarius Continent."

Du Yan nodded, held her hand, and said with a smile: "I lost my temper. After this incident, our Tongye Sect will use the Old Dragon City as a springboard to cast a net all the way north to gather all the sects of the immortals. Those who follow my Tongye sect will prosper, and those who rebel will perish. At that time, I will be in charge of one of the routes, and you, you will be the head of your Ding family. After the old dragon city, there will only be two surnames, Fu and Ding."

The woman smiled sweetly.

The three surnames of Ding Fanghou outside the old dragon city all sent their respective families to enshrine and kill Zheng Dafeng and his party.

This was an impromptu arrangement by the Fu family, which actually caught them off guard. They shouldn't be so hasty and naked, but a group of people from outside the city, a group from the outer city, and a group from the inner city. The three groups of people can do better. "In line with status" makes people unable to grasp the handle, not this kind of clumsy trick that is close to street fights.It's just that since the Fu family is willing to be shameless, their previous four major surnames formed an alliance, but after the Sun family, Sun Jiashu, and the Ding family, Du Yan successively defected to the Fu family, and after learning of the Fu family's order to kill, how could they have the capital and bargaining power? Confidence, it is better to become a vassal of the Fu family in the future, and eat some leftovers left in the mouth of the Fu family, than to be uprooted tonight.

In the team of the three clans, the boy surnamed Fang didn't feel that the situation had changed. He was still thinking about the big banquet tonight. At that time, all the women from the dusty medicine shop would be shown in public. Whoever drinks a glass of wine can teach them to take off their clothes. clothes

After discussing with the three surnames, they decided to follow the Fu family to the south gate of the city. As for the enshrined guests who were responsible for intercepting and killing behind them, they should not be restrained for now. Presumably, they will join them in the city after the head is removed.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Fan Junmao slowly woke up, and it turned out that he had fallen into a golden elixir.

But she didn't complain at all. After laughing, she glanced at the route of Denglongtai under her eyes, and there were sporadic fights. She frowned, stretched out her hand to cover her heart, and pointed down with her other hand. give pointers.

In the sea of ​​clouds, beams of light descended one after another.

Because he used Yunhai's fundamental luck, Fan Junmao's attack was no less powerful than an ordinary Nascent Soul.

There were only five or six of the priests who had suffered heavy casualties, and they were shot through the heads one by one.

Fan's coachman, who was the dead man, was the last one left.

The four people got out of the carriage, and the only ones who finally got into the carriage were Lu Baixiang, who was covered in blood, and Wei Xian, who was wearing manna armor and was the least injured.

And Wu Crazy Zhu Lian died.

The right side of Sui was even killed in battle.

Lu Baixiang picked up the Chixin sword, and didn't forget to stab the heart one by one on the corpses, and then went to the carriage.

In the old dragon city, the big monk who was able to travel far away in the stagnation of time, the little old man dressed as a rich man, is standing under a tree at this moment, bending over and laughing loudly, with tears in his eyes.

So happy

In the last millennium, the old man had not laughed so heartily.

Du Mao, an old pervert, turned out to have today

His intention of traveling across continents to the north this time was just to relax, to meet someone of the same kind for a while, how could he expect such a beautiful thing to happen.

This person who lives in Tongye Continent, but in the hearts of some small and medium-sized fairy families in Aquarius Continent, especially the fairies of all colors, is a very famous "one-foot gun" who is most willing to spend a lot of money. The high-flyers of the boxing gang who call themselves the "Jade-faced Young Lord" often fight for a certain fairy during the period of their supernatural powers. It's Xiaoshuqian

The old man restrained his smile, and said seriously: "Today is a good day, I can't search and search anymore, I must suppress that guy, I have to be rich, show the style I should have, and I can't let that guy be arrogant again. It's just a pity that Fairy Su Jia from Zhengyang Mountain, such a handsome and fairy-like girl, originally wanted to go to Zhengyang Mountain to send a magic weapon, but it's a pity, what a pity, what a pity, and that He Xiaoliang of Shen Gaozong, Fairy He, why did you leave Aquarius Continent, and you still want to run to see her, to catch a glimpse of her beauty, even if you take a look from afar, that's fine."

The dust pharmacy is located inside the house.

Chen Ping sat on that chair all the time. I heard that even if the man on the hospital bed could get up and walk, he would be a hunchback in the future.

Will be bent for life.

She was already sloppy and not well-looking.

Back in the day, at the gate, watching those fairy families on the mountain walk into the town, the foolish men exclaimed, "That woman just now, her thighs can pinch people to death."

On that day, the skinny young man still couldn't understand the meaning behind the dirty words, so he could only ask, "That lady has practiced martial arts?"

At that time, no serious man was actually a warrior of the eight realms.

Nowadays.

Chen Pingan said hoarsely: "Zheng Dafeng, I have traveled so far and met many people in the rivers and lakes. You are the one with the hardest bones and the straightest spine. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry"

At this moment, the old town janitor was lying in the blood-soaked quilt, silently.

On the sea beyond the island ferry in Old Dragon City, the little Taoist boy who stepped on the huge golden gourd was stretching out his hands pitifully, and was "struck" by a branch picked up by a poor old scholar who didn't know where.

Xiao Daotong's eyes were red, and he kept complaining, "Master Wensheng, it's really none of my business. This time in Old Dragon City, I didn't trick him, Chen Ping'an, but he got into trouble with that Du Mao himself. I can't figure it out." Ah, what realm is Du Mao, I can't go to the old dragon city to die, you hit me against the rules, oh, it hurts, it hurts."

It's good that the old scholar didn't listen to this complaint, but when he heard this, he became even more angry, and hit harder, "You heartless little bastard, who did you call brother and brother back then, and who talked to you happily, pick it up Put down the chopsticks when you eat and scold your mother, right? The stinky bull nose taught you to be crooked. I'll straighten you up. Still dare to hide and stand still, stand still and stretch out your hand"

Xiao Daotong stretched out his hand obediently, there was nowhere to hide, and wailed: "Master Wensheng, if you do this again, I will sue my master and his old man. If you are so partial to Chen Pingan, my master will also favor me."

The old scholar said angrily: "How dare you talk back, what's wrong with the stinky cow's nose, I don't know if the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, if I don't convince you today, I will take your surname."

Xiaodaotong burst into tears, "Master Wen Sheng, we have the same surname. Even if we brothers are not a family, but for the sake of this kind of love, you should hit me less."

The old scholar snorted coldly, threw away the branch, and taught a lesson: "In the future, I will move to Qingming Tianxia. If you are a little clever like you, it will only be a disaster. In the city, Immortal Xiaoyao is Xiaoyao, but it also means that they won't be as disciplined as Haoran Tianxia, ​​and the last thing they want is the word "rules."

Xiao Daotong sat down on the big golden gourd, wiped his tears, shook his hands vigorously, raised his head, and asked curiously: "Master, the old man didn't say he was going to that world."

The old scholar stared and said: "You know what a fart."

Xiao Daotong said, "I know what a fart, and then I know you are Master Wensheng"

The old scholar chuckled, and grabbed a branch that was drifting away with the sea, while Xiao Daotong stood up by himself, stretched out his hand, and started a new round of boarding.

Xiao Daotong wanted to die.

This inconspicuous little dead branch, held in the hands of the old poor man in front of him, is no worse than the flying sword of the sword fairy.

The old scholar glanced at the southwest side, dropped the dead branch, and slapped Xiaodaotong on the head, "Hurry up and get out, and be a man with your tail between your legs."

The big golden gourd drifted away, and Xiao Daotong standing on it suddenly turned his back on the old scholar, bent over and twisted his buttocks, turning his head and making a grimace.

The old scholar stretched out a finger, twisted it lightly, and the dead branch swished, just poking at Xiaodaotong's buttocks.

Xiao Daotong pulled out the dead branch and threw it away, jumped up and down, and hurriedly left with the sword-raising gourd under his feet.

It seems that the old poor man was very angry at this appearance, so he wanted to vent his anger on him.

Xiao Daotong wiped the tears from his face, he was a big kid, and said angrily: "The old man who is so angry will never call you brother or brother again."

Swish.

The dead branch poked another buttock.

The old scholar dismissed that little bastard, and disappeared in a flash to the southwest.

Sword Qi rushed to the sky.

Sea water turbulence.

Without further ado, the old scholar was so furious that he jumped up and slapped the sword cultivator hard on the forehead, still puzzled, one slap after another, "You useless thing, Xiao Qi can't protect you!" , Okay, even if you have an excuse and a reason, you are far away, and you don’t know the situation in Lizhu Dongtian, okay, now you can’t even protect the little junior under your nose, and you don’t read the book, you practice swords and practice swords. Jian, do you know that he, Chen Ping'an, was killed by you twice, once because of your mood, and once because you recklessly gave away the Twelve Realm Demon Pill, Chen Ping'an was almost, just a little bit, You are about to suffer this innocent disaster, Du Mao, have you ever heard of a stinky ascension-level bastard who blocked Chen Pingan in the old dragon city, and now your little brother is a five-level martial artist who is going to target your little brother? What is involved in Dali's plan for the sect, what is helping people to test the old god, it is all nonsense, just want to kill Chen Pingan"

In front of outsiders, even the little Taoist boy, or even the two Confucian scholars sitting in the sky, the so-called anger of the old scholar is still to the point, at least he will not show it so bluntly.

But before this famous sword cultivated his body, he was not reserved at all.

And that sword cultivator also stood still, letting the old scholar who was much shorter than him bounce around and slap his head repeatedly.

The old scholar scolded while beating: "It's good for you, pat your ass and leave, you are so chic, Qi Jingchun has never been as chic as you all his life, this little junior is even worse than you, no one is as chic as you, you are so chic, Why don't you fly up to the sky and get the hell out of here?"

Stand on the same spot left and right, don't fight back, don't talk back.

Because it was the first time in his life that he saw such an angry and disappointed gentleman.

Even if it was the self-imprisonment school Gongdelin, he was by his side, Mr. still smiled and didn't think it was a hard thing at all.

Even the statues of Confucian Temple gods have been moved, moved out, and smashed time and time again.

Mr. still doesn't care, it really doesn't matter, not pretending to be relaxed.

He knew that Mr. was never that kind of person.

Left and right looked calm and asked, "Sir, what should the disciple do?"

"You finally remember that you are my disciple. How did I deal with that god of the five mountains in the middle of the earth? Now you have the reason and the sword, what do you say?"

The old scholar jumped up again and slapped the left and right heads, pointed to the northernmost point of Tongyezhou, and shouted angrily: "Fuck you!"

Oh, left and right.

Head south.

Under the sword cultivator and his sword aura, the sea separated from east to west.