Sword comes

The Jingnan Kingdom is densely covered with rivers, and the two riders still travel day and night.

It's just that how to go from Jingnan Country to Beiyan Country is a bit troublesome, because a series of wars broke out on the border between the two countries not long ago, and it was Beiyan who initiated it. Guan Xixuan, and the northern part of Jingnan Kingdom has almost no cavalry that can fight with them in the wild, so they can only retreat to the city.Therefore, the border gates of the two countries have been closed. In this case, any warrior traveling will become a target.

However, the two riders still decided to choose the border mountain road to cross the border.

In connection with the infiltration of Jingnan Kingdom by scouts from Wuling Kingdom, Sui Jingcheng seems to have realized something.

At dusk that day, they rode on the hillside and saw a village built along the water, with flames everywhere.

Just when Sui Jingcheng thought that the senior would watch from a distance for a while before taking a detour, Yiqi had already galloped downhill and headed straight for the village. Sui Jingcheng was stunned for a moment, and hurried to keep up.

After entering the village, the scene was like a purgatory on earth, with tortured corpses everywhere, most of the women were naked, and many young and strong men died of excessive blood loss after their limbs were stabbed with blood holes by spears. Struggling to climb, bringing out bloodstains along the way, and many broken limbs cut out by sharp knives, many young children have a particularly miserable end.

Sui Jingcheng got off his horse, squatted on the ground and retched.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes and listened with his ears up. After a while, "There is no one to live."

Sui Jingcheng didn't listen at all, he just felt like he was going to spit out his bile.

Chen Pingan squatted down, picked up the blood-soaked soil, kneaded it lightly, threw it on the ground, stood up, looked around, then jumped onto the roof, looked at the footsteps and horseshoe marks around him, kept looking away, and finally landed on the On the ground, Chen Pingan took off the gourd of the raising sword, handed it to Sui Jingcheng, and then handed the reins of the horse to Sui Jingcheng, "We will follow and catch up. Remember to protect yourself. You may not be safe if you stay here alone. Try to Follow me, when the horse's feet are weak, switch to another horse."

Chen Ping fled away.

Sui Jingcheng got on his horse, resisting dizziness, and galloped wildly.

Fortunately, the green shirt didn't try to catch up deliberately, and still took care of the foot strength of Sui Jingcheng's mount.

About half an hour later, the sound of horseshoes was heard over a shallow water beach in a valley.

The senior kept walking, "I have already caught up, don't worry about hurting the horse, just keep up with me, it's best not to take two hundred steps away. But be careful, no one knows what will happen."

Sui Jingcheng jumped on the back of another horse, with the sword gourd that the senior had temporarily placed on her waist tied around her waist, and began to charge forward.

The frontier army Jingqi has iron rules about washing the horse's nose and feeding the grain and grass.

In this half-way and half-stream valley, the light cavalry should have stayed for a while, and it hadn't been long since they had just set off.

A group of pawns on the tail of the light cavalry happened to turn their heads. When they saw the ethereal figure in the green shirt flying across the sky, they were taken aback for a moment, and then roared angrily, "Warrior enemy attack!"

Dressed in green shirts, they arrived like green smoke in an instant. A dozen or so well-trained cavalry had just turned their horses' heads and were about to draw their bows and raise their crossbows. The head flew high, and the two headless corpses fell to the back of the horse.

That green shirt never fell to the ground, just bent over and bowed, tossing and turning on the horse again and again, holding a knife in both hands.

In the blink of an eye, more than [-] riders were hacked to death, all of them were cut off at the waist, or split at the head.

The elite cavalry of the Northern Yan Kingdom began to disperse quickly, abandoning their bows and crossbows one after another for drawing knives, and some people began to take out armor from their armor bags and put it on their bodies.

There was a fine cavalry with the appearance of a general galloping forward with a long lance in his hand, and stabbed swiftly at the green-clothed one, who was just poking the neck of the pawn next to him with the tip of the knife, and just retracted the knife. Taking advantage of the situation to lean back and plunder, to kill the rider behind him, Chang Leng just calculated the opponent's castration.

Sui Jingcheng wanted to shout out to be careful, but he quickly shut up.

The next moment, Sui Jingcheng saw that the green shirt did not know how to do it, turned sideways in the air, walked forward, and slammed straight into the long lance, allowing the lance to stab his heart, and then swept forward, The cavalier shouted angrily, even though the palm of his hand was bloody and bloody, he still refused to let go, but the long lance continued to slip from the palm of his hand one after another. Under the violent friction, bones of the palm could be seen, the cavalry general knew something was wrong, and finally wanted to give up this It was a long lance passed down from his ancestors, but in a flash, the green shirt had already bent over and stood on the horse's head. The next moment, a knife pierced his neck and pierced it instantly.

The man stood up suddenly, and the long knife in his right hand pierced the rider's neck. Not only that, the hand holding the knife was raised high, and the rider was taken off the horse's back.

On the horse, the northern Yan Kingdom sideriding saber in the green shirt was almost completely pierced through the neck of the cavalry, revealing a large portion of the sharp edge, because the saber was drawn so fast that it was so fast that it was not stained with a trace of blood. the point.

Chen Pingan withdrew his knife suddenly, and the rider rolled the corpse off the horse's back and smashed it to the ground.

Taking this opportunity, the cavalry soldiers of the Northern Yan Kingdom launched a round of shooting with bows and crossbows.

Chen Ping held a knife in both hands, his green shirt shook, and all the arrows shattered in the air.

The war horse under his feet broke his leg and knelt down in an instant, his green shirt was almost invisible, only two bright lights of knives lit up everywhere, just like the fire in that village, chaotic and disorderly, but there were dead people everywhere.

Two hundred Beiyan elite riders, and two hundred corpses that were all incomplete.

Standing on the back of a war horse, Chen Ping threw the two long knives on the ground, looked around, "I followed us all the way, and finally found such an opportunity, and I haven't shown up yet."

In the creek where the water level was no higher than the knees, a head appeared, covered with a snow-white mask, with ripples, and finally a man in black robe stood there, with a smiling voice leaking from the edge of the mask, "What a handsome sword technique. "

At the same time, several black-clothed and white-masked assassins fell from the cliffs.

There is a graceful woman, holding a gouache box in one hand, twirling an orchid finger, and smearing powder on her fair neck.

One person hid his hands in his big sleeves.

One squatted beside the corpse of the cavalry general, with his fingers resting on the forehead of the head.

There was a tall man, like a hill, with a huge bow on his back.

The only black-robed man standing on the water said with a smile: "Start working to earn money, fight quickly, don't delay the sword fairy from going to hell."

The assassin who applied the powder on his neck said in a charming voice, "I know, I know."

She put away the gouache box in her sleeves, shook her hands with both hands, and drew two shining short knives, engraved with dense and simple talisman patterns.

When she was slowly rushing forward, two identical women appeared on the left and right sides, and then two more appeared out of thin air, seemingly endless.

More than a hundred women holding short knives flocked to the young man in green from all directions.

But there was only one, who left the battlefield, touched the water, changed the trajectory constantly, and rushed to Sui Jingcheng who was sitting on the horseback, but a sword light from the raising sword gourd penetrated the head, and with a bang, the woman's body turned into a ball Cyan smoke.

That real battlefield.

A woman was smashed to pieces and turned into green smoke.

But every woman, every short knife is extremely sharp, and it is by no means a false cover-up. Not only that, women seem to be covered with hidden weapons, which is hard to guard against.

If that person hadn't been a rough-skinned and thick-skinned warrior of the golden body, an ordinary warrior of the sixth realm, she would have died dozens of times with just her hand.

This is the case with the Xianjia technique, even if she is only a monk of the sea-watching realm, she wins by quantity and restrains martial arts innately.

There are no wonders in the world, and there is no absolute thing.

A green shirt suddenly disappeared, and came to a woman on the edge of the battlefield, punching through the heart.

All the women froze suddenly, she smiled miserably: "Why do you know that I am the real body, obviously the powder box is not in my sleeve?"

Chen Pingan frowned.

The next moment, the woman laughed coquettishly, and turned into a puff of green smoke, and so did all the women. Finally, the green smoke gathered in one place, and the smoke billowed, and a woman walked out slowly. Rubbing his heart, he said with a smile: "You are looking for the right one. Unfortunately, as long as I can't kill them all in one go, I won't die. Are you annoyed, Sword Immortal?"

The woman held back her hand and made a gesture.

The man nodded, and a large cloud of green smoke exploded from the woman's body, and the women flew towards the green shirt again.

After a punch.

Chen Pingan stood where the women were standing, and almost all the women were shattered by the powerful fists of the iron cavalry.

Only one woman was left with blood seeping from the gap of the snow-white mask. She stretched out her fingers and pressed the mask heavily.

A short assassin squatting on the ground nodded and stood up, "It's done. You really can't do it, you almost missed the job."

The woman was obviously seriously injured, "If I didn't procrastinate in every possible way, you could draw a talisman array."

Sui Jingcheng held the sword gourd at his waist, and flung out Flying Sword Fifteen.

Jian Guang went straight to one side of the temple of the short formation master.

The short assassin who had been hiding his hands in his sleeves before was talking to the female assassin, he had already twisted out a golden talisman and said with a smile: "Since you know you are a sword fairy, are you not prepared?"

When the man raised his two fingers, the talisman hovered beside him, waiting for the flying sword to throw itself into the trap.

Feijian Fifteen suddenly turned around and left, returning to Yangjian Gourd.

A white rainbow flashed from between Chen Ping's eyebrows.

The sword light flashed.

It never occurred to him that the other hand of that person had also twisted the talisman and held it high, the flying sword fell into the talisman as if stuck in mud, and disappeared in a flash.

The golden talisman hovered in front of the short assassin, trembling slightly, the man smiled and said: "It's thanks to me that I prepared an extra priceless sword talisman, otherwise I would really die. You sword fairy, Why is it so insidious, the Sword Immortal is the most lethal darling on the mountain, and the city is so deep, how can we Qi practitioners mess around so I am very angry."

In fact, after Feijian was trapped by the sword talisman on the first day of the junior high school, a radiant talisman array appeared within a radius of five feet below Chen Pingan's feet. The brilliance of the light became more and more exaggerated, like a fairy picking up the purest sun essence and moonlight.

The little assassin who was the battle master on the mountain twitched the corner of his mouth.

This array has two great advantages, one is to stagnate the aura of the monks, and the other is that no matter whether the trapped person is a military monk with a armor pill or a pure martial artist who refines the gods, your body is as tough as a mountain. , will be stuck to the soul by those criss-crossing veins of light, and entangled endlessly. This kind of pain of whipping is no longer a pain of the skin, similar to ordinary people or ordinary monks suffering from the lighting of the soul.

The formation master cursed a few words, then took out another stack of yellow paper talismans, and hovered near the golden sword-holding talisman, drawn by spiritual light, it seemed to be another small talisman formation.

The big picture is set.

The man in the snow-white mask and black robe standing on the water glanced at the distribution of corpses on the battlefield, and then began to replay the previous man's attack in his mind.

There is one small thing that needs to be confirmed.

Now it looks like it's done.

Under normal circumstances, if they meet such a Jindan Sword Immortal who is extremely good at fighting, if they meet in a hurry, they will die sooner or later.

However, in the battle between monks on the mountain, the realm and the magic weapon are naturally extremely important, but they are not an absolute certainty, and the combat power in the world is never a simple matter of adding one to one.

He nodded towards the assassin who had been gathering his soul.

The latter stood up and began to perform the pacing formula, reciting silently in his heart.

The green-clothed sword fairy in the talisman array was already in bondage, but he staggered and shook his shoulders. Chen Pingan had to work hard to lift his right hand slightly. Looking down, the veins in the palm of his hand were covered with twisted black silk threads.

It seems that the whole arm has been imprisoned.

Chen Ping clenched his fist and shook, but he still couldn't shake off those dark veins.

At the same time, the burly assassin took off his huge bow and held it like a full moon.

The man in black on the river smiled and said, "When you enter the temple, why do you need to hold the incense in your left hand and the right hand is too heavy to worship the Buddha. It is not easy for ordinary monks to see this skill. If you are not afraid of what happens, in fact From the very beginning, we should use this Buddhist supernatural power to target you."

A radiant arrow shot through the air.

Being held by that person's left hand, the momentum was so great that the sword fairy in green shirt had to turn his head to avoid the arrow point, his left fist exploded, broke the arrow, and fell to the ground.

The ever-shrinking chessboard under the feet, and finally countless slender rays of light, like living creatures climbing the wall, like a French net instantly covering the green shirt.

And the burly man drew his bow and shot arrows non-stop. After six shots, they were all shot away by the green shirt.

The man stretched out his hand to the palm of his left hand, and actually grasped the fierce flying sword.

The flying sword of the bottleneck sword cultivator in the Dragon Gate Realm is also a flying sword, let alone talking about the sharpness of the flying sword, it is not inferior to ordinary golden core sword cultivators.

Because the man wanted to block and imprison the flying sword, even if he dodged a little bit, he was still shot through the left shoulder by an arrow. After the arrow pierced through the shoulder, his castration was still like a rainbow. The outstanding physical strength of the bow man.

His right hand was already imprisoned by supernatural powers, and his left shoulder was severely injured, coupled with the talisman formation and soul tremors, this green-clothed sword fairy was absolutely powerless to fight back.

With tears streaming down his face, Sui Jingcheng slapped the Yangjian gourd vigorously, and shouted: "Go and save your master, even if you try."

But the sword gourd on her waist is nothing but Jiran.

It's not that Sui Jingcheng is reluctant to die, it's not that she doesn't want to ride forward, but she knows that if she goes, it will only increase the crisis for her senior.

She began to hate herself for this cold calculation.

Sui Jingcheng gritted his teeth, clamped the horse's belly, twisted out three gold hairpins, and started galloping forward. At worst, Sui Jingcheng would die first, maybe he wouldn't need to be distracted.Naturally, it would not delay the seniors from killing the enemy and getting away.

Chen Pingan, who was drenched in blood and tortured by his soul, swung his left hand, threw out the flying sword that was about to be uncontrollable, and said with a smile, "Is there no trump card for that?"

The assassin who imprisoned the right hand of the sword fairy in blue with Buddhist supernatural powers said in a deep voice, "There is no living person who is indifferent to this torture."

Chen Ping's right arm drooped, letting the talisman array cover his body.

Stepped out and disappeared on the spot.

Kill the array division first.

This is what Mao Xiaodong repeatedly told after the thrilling fight in the Sui capital.

The little man naturally knew his importance.

run away.

The flying sword of the man in black robe and the flying sword and arrow of the bow-wielding man on the river shot towards the place in front of the short formation master almost simultaneously.

But the green shirt did not appear there, but shifted slightly by five or six steps, and grabbed the woman's neck with her left hand, and lifted it in the air. The air exploded instantly.

Throwing the corpse in his hand to the second arrow, Chen Ping stomped his feet, and the ground trembled.

With a muffled snort, the master burst out of the ground and appeared behind the burly man. Chen Ping casually waved his hand and smashed the sword talisman and the rest of the yellow paper talismans.

Then disappeared again.

A punch pierced through the chest of the burly man in the manna armor under the black robe.

Through the left hand on the back of the heart, five fingers just grasped the face of the master, and the latter's head burst open.

The man in black on the river sighed, put away the flying sword, and quickly sank into the water.

Only the Qi trainer who could imprison one arm of the monk with his killing karma remained, his body collapsed to the ground, and his soul turned into wisps of green smoke and fled in all directions.

Feijian came out together on the 15th day of the first day, quickly stirring up the wisps of green smoke.

Chen Pingan still had his right arm drooping, his shoulders swayed slightly, and he was a little staggering. He still swept into the stream in one or two steps, stood where the black-robed man disappeared, and stabbed down with an extra sword in his hand.

The water flow of the entire stream burst into bloom, splashing countless water splashes.

It's just that near the top of the mountain, there is a figure sticking to the cliff, jumping up suddenly, turning into a rainbow and going away.

Chen Ping let go, and the sword fairy in his hand pulled out an extremely long golden thread, and flew away.

And Chen Ping looked around, squinting.

On the 15th day of Feijian's first day, he swept back to Chen Ping's Qi Mansion from two acupoints.

Finally, Chen Ping's eyes fell on a rocky cliff on the opposite bank, and he walked slowly, "I really think I'm a three-year-old kid, you shouldn't have sacrificed the flying sword, or I'll run away for you."

The man in the snow-white mask and black robe quickly rushed out of the stone wall.

The two sides exchanged flying swords.

Chen Pingan protected his heart with his left hand, and held the flying sword between his fingers. The distance between the tip of the opponent's sword and his heart was only a few millimeters away.

The opponent's eyebrows and heart have been pierced by the 15th day.

The flying sword held by Chen Ping's two fingers instantly dimmed, without any sword energy or spirituality.

Then quickly throw it out.

The man in black who still had a ray of energy but knew he was going to die chose to commit suicide, blowing up all the key energy houses without leaving any traces.

Chen Pingan flew backwards, drifted across the stream, stood on the bank, retracted the two flying swords, and punched away the chaotic ripples that stirred up the aura.

Sword Immortal returns.

Holding the sword in his left hand, Chen Pingan took a deep breath and turned his head to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Sui Jingcheng rode his horse forward, then got off his horse.

Chen Pingan turned his head and said, "It's okay."

Sui Jingcheng blinked, and Chen Ping smiled and said, "The other party has nothing to do."

Sui Jingcheng now had tears welling up in her eyes. Looking at the blood-stained green-clothed swordsman, she choked up and said, "Didn't you say that there are rules on the battlefield, and there are rules on the rivers and lakes. Why should you meddle in your own business? , there will be no such war.”

Chen Ping'an squatted by the water, scooped up a handful of water with his left hand, washed his face, and the Sword Immortal stood beside him. He looked at the stream that had returned to calm, gurgling, and said calmly, "I told you before. Reason, why is it for the simple punching and sword."

Sui Jingcheng squatted beside him, holding his face in his hands, sobbing softly.

Chen Pingan said: "You are lucky. Go and search for the corpses of those assassins and the surrounding area to see if there is any magic weapon from the fairy family that you can pick up."

Sui Jingcheng smiled through tears, wiped his face, got up and ran to search for the spoils.

After about a stick of incense, the two riders left the valley along the original road and went to the village.

Chen Ping's figure shook slightly, and that arm had regained a little feeling.

Sui Jingcheng's face improved a lot, and he asked, "Senior, what are you doing back?"

Chen Pingan said: "Let those common people die with a whole body."

Sui Jingcheng nodded vigorously.

Then Sui Jingcheng felt a little guilty.

Chen Pingan said slowly: "No need to do that. When manpower is exhausted, it's like your father standing by and watching in the booth. There is nothing wrong with it, and any spectators don't need to be too demanding. However, some people, if there is nothing wrong with it and then ask their hearts, they will be wrong." It's a world of difference, Sui Jingcheng, I think you can have a clear conscience. Remember, in a catastrophe, everyone will have that moment of powerlessness. If you can survive, then you don't have to feel too guilty afterwards, or your mood will collapse sooner or later. "

Sui Jingcheng hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look, "Senior, although I have gained a little, but after all, I suffered such a serious injury, won't I regret it?"

Chen Ping raised his left hand and pointed behind him, "You should ask them this kind of question."

Sui Jingcheng didn't follow the blue-clothed sword fairy's finger, but turned her head to look, she just stared at him stupidly.

Over there in the village.

From twilight to late night to dawn.

The two riders left slowly and continued northward.

Sui Jingcheng was silent all the way for a long time, and when he saw the senior taking off his sword-raising gourd to drink, he asked, "Senior, why are you willing to teach me so much along the way?"

Chen Pingan answered irrelevantly, "What do you think of the old man Wang Dun who swept the villa?"

Sui Jingcheng said, "Very good."

Chen Ping asked again: "What do you think of the disciples taught by Senior Wang Dun?"

Sui Jingcheng replied: "Although I don't know the real temperament of those three people, at least they look good."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Then have you ever thought that with Wang Dun, it's really just an extra villa owner in Sansao Villa? how much influence people have”

Chen Pingan continued: "So I want to see that in the future, after the Sui family of Wuling Kingdom has one more cultivator, even if she will not stay in the Sui family often, when she replaces the old servant Sui Xinyu, or She is the next head of the family in name, and she is always the backbone of the Sui family in the true sense, so will the Sui family give birth to a family tradition that truly deserves the word mellow and upright?"

Sui Jingcheng looked at him.

Chen Pingan said to himself: "I think there is hope."

Finally, Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I have Luopo Mountain, and you have the Sui family. As a person, don't be arrogant, but don't belittle yourself. It is difficult for us to change the morals of the world at once. But we are changing the morals of the world all the time."

Sui Jingcheng hummed.

After a while, Chen Pingan turned his head and seemed a little puzzled.

Sui Jingcheng was confused, "Senior, what's wrong?"

Chen Ping shook his head, don't care about raising the sword gourd, "It was good when you wanted to die desperately, but I want to tell you a very boring thing, willing to die and work hard, living for others, only It’s a great thing to make myself feel uncomfortable all the time, but not everyone can understand it, so don’t let that kind of incomprehension become your burden.”

Sui Jingcheng blushed suddenly, and asked loudly: "Senior, can I like you?"

Chen Ping'an looked calm, and his heart was calm, "It's your business to like me, anyway, I won't like you."

Sui Jingcheng smiled and said, "It's okay."

Chen Pingan seemed to have remembered a happy event, with a bright smile on his face, without turning his head, he stretched out his thumb to Sui Jingcheng who was neck and neck, "I have a good vision."

On the north tour.

"Senior, don't drink anymore, it's bleeding again."

"It's okay, this is called master demeanor."

"Senior, why don't you like me? Is it because I'm not good-looking or because I have a bad heart?"

"It doesn't matter whether you are good or not. Every good girl should be liked by a good man. You only like him, and he only likes you. That's right. Of course, you are not too young to be considered a girl." .”

"senior"

"Finally, I will teach you a truth that old Wang Dun taught me. You must be able to listen to the good words that are hype, but you must also be able to listen to the ugly truth."

Horseshoe bursts.

As I walked, the old locust tree in my hometown disappeared.

Walking and walking, the beloved girl is still far away.

Walking and walking, the flowers bloom on Longshang every year in the spring breeze, but the most respected husband is gone.

Walking and walking, the swordsman I admire the most has not been seen for a long time. I don’t know if he still wears a bamboo hat or not, and has he found a good sword.

Walking and walking, my best friend, I don't know if I have seen the highest mountain or the biggest river.

As they walked, the slug who had been bullied all the time became the person they hated the most.

As I walked, I hadn't worn straw sandals on my feet for many years.

A disciple of Wang Dun named Lu Zhuo in Sasao Villa sent a letter.

This letter was then sent by the recipient to a mountain person surnamed Qi by means of the immortal family using Feijian as a messenger.

Lu Zhuo and that person once met by chance in the rivers and lakes, and they knew each other well

I, but in fact, that friend is the real proud son of heaven. On the other hand, Lu Zhuo's talent in martial arts is very average, not to mention so many people who practice Taoism on the mountain, even compared to his fellow students Fu Loutai, Wang Jingshan, and others. Lu Zhuo is the one with the worst talent among the junior sisters and younger brothers, so Lu Zhuo thinks that his final position in Sansao Villa is to be able to take over from the old butler, and at least help senior brother Wang Jingshan share some chores.

Lu Zhuo likes to sweep the villa, he likes the bustle and bustle here, and everyone is friendly.

The master and fellow disciples took good care of him. He felt that he was not capable of taking care of them, so he should take care of those who he could take care of, such as the old, young, women and children in the village.

Lu Zhuo usually likes to watch Wang Jingshan meticulously teach his younger brother swordsmanship.

Junior Sister is always annoyed that she is darker and not beautiful enough, not to mention that her sword skills seem to be so far away from Senior Sister, and she doesn't know if she can catch up in this life.Lu Zhuo didn't know how to comfort her, but he was willing to listen to her talk about her little worries.

The master, who had not been out of the rivers and lakes for several years, left the villa again.

Lu Zhuo didn't know what kind of Jianghu stories Master would bring back this time.

Wang Dun left quietly, but went to a place beyond the rivers and lakes, and found the big disciple Fu Loutai.

It was a small county town some distance away from the villa, and I had a drink with that mediocre man.

Disciple Fu Loutai learned some cooking skills, and personally fried three dishes to accompany the wine. Wang Dun didn't say anything about the young man's smile. After all, the wine was okay, but unfortunately he brought it with him. There are actually several jars of thin plum wine hidden in the village.

That man was not good at words, he just drank without saying anything nice, and when he heard Wang Dun chatting about Zhuangzi's big and small things, every time it came to an end, the man would take the initiative to toast.Wang Dun also went with him.

Fu Loutai sat quietly at the side.

A jug of wine, no matter how slowly the two elders drank it, it would not last long.

Wang Dun finally said: "Drinking with you is no worse than drinking with that sword fairy. If there is a chance in the future, if that sword fairy visits Sasao Villa, I will delay him for a while and call you and the tower."

The man became a little impatient, and hurriedly put down the wine glass and chopsticks, "If you can't do it, you can't talk, and I will be at the same table with that sword fairy, and I will not be able to say a word."

Wang Dun smiled and said: "You guys will be able to chat. Trust me. After chatting, I will see which brat in the villa dares to look down on you."

The blushing man hesitated for a moment, "Loutai followed me. It was a matter of great grievances. Her juniors and younger sisters were not too happy. This is what they should be. Besides, they are already very good. After all, they It's for her own good. Knowing this, I'm actually not unhappy, on the contrary, I'm quite happy. It's a good thing that my daughter-in-law has so many people thinking about her well."

Wang Dun picked up the jug, poured it into the wine glass, and with just a few drops of wine, he stretched out his hand to signal Fu Loutai not to get the new wine, and said to the young man, "If you think about it this way, Fu Loutai won't be wronged if he follows you. .”

Wang Dun opened the package and took out a jug of wine, "I don't have any other gifts, so I brought you a jug of good wine. I only have three jugs, and I drank more than half of one jug. I hid the other jug ​​in the village. What are you going to do?" Wash your hands in the Tianjinpen before drinking. This is the last pot."

Fu Loutai knew the goods, and asked, "Master, is it Xianjia Jiuniang?"

Wang Dun smiled and nodded, "After exchanging boxing skills with that sword fairy, the other party saw that my martial virtue is higher than martial arts, so he gave me three pots. There is no way, if I insist on giving it away, I can't stop it."

Fu Loutai smiled and said: "If others don't know, I won't know how much Master you still have some fairy money, and it's not that you can't afford it."

Wang Dun shook his head, "It's not the same. There are not many people on the mountain who are quack-like."

Fu Loutai is straightforward, "Isn't it just to show off that I have had a drink with the Sword Immortal? If I guessed correctly, the remaining jug of wine is away from here. I want to drink with those old friends from the world. By the way, I will chat with you." Sword Immortal's Discussion"

The man tugged her sleeve lightly, Fu Loutai said: "It's okay, Master"

Resentful, Wang Dun cursed with a smile: "The married girl, the water that was spilled has gone away, don't send it away, and I will often visit Zhuangzi when I have free time, it is also my home."

The couple still sent it to the door of the house. In the evening, the setting sun elongated the old man's back.

The man gently held her hand, and said guiltily: "Being looked down upon by the villa, in fact, I still have some lumps in my heart. I lied to your master earlier."

She gently held his hand, "It's okay. I know, Master actually knows too."

Du Yu didn't dare to return to Ghost Ax Palace immediately, but walked quietly alone.

Many injustices in the rivers and lakes, as well as the occasional disputes of some monks on the mountain, Du Yu still chose to stand on the sidelines. Now that he really saw anyone, he felt that he was a hidden expert.After a while, I still haven't been able to slow down.

He was a little annoyed, when can he be a chivalrous and good man?

As a result, there was a chasing and killing in the rivers and lakes with great disparity in strength. A group of respectable old men from the underworld chased and killed a white boy.

With lightning speed, Du Yu beat down those green forest heroes, and then ran away with the young man on his shoulders. After running for dozens of miles, he threw the rescued man on the ground, and he ran away too. .

Not only was the young man sitting blankly on the ground, stupefied on the spot, but all the gangsters in the distance behind him were also puzzled.

Bone Beach Phi Mazong.

In Mural City, there is only one shop left, and the business is deserted, but since there is only one shop left, it can barely maintain, and there will still be some people who come here admiringly.

Pang Lanxi rarely had time this day, so he went down the mountain and came here to help.

Although Pang Lanxi's practice is getting heavier and heavier, the number of times the two meet is actually less and less compared to previous years.

But the girl has bright eyes, and she has never looked forward to her future life so much.

Even when she didn't see Pang Lanxi, she felt much less worried.

The willows in the Golden Crow Palace are of pure quality, sitting alone on the top of the mountain.

Only the few monks including the master of the Golden Crow Palace knew that this little uncle had started to retreat, and the time was not short, so the mountain was closed recently.

No one is allowed to climb the mountain.

As for why Liu Zhiqing would sit on the top of the mountain to retreat, no one among the few people knew, and no one dared to ask.

A fairy family ferry on the upper reaches of the Swaying River in the Skeleton Beach.

A rare pair of wild repair couples who stayed in Xianjia Inn for many days, when the woman who finally entered the cave came out of the room, the man burst into tears.

The two walked into the house together, and after closing the door, the woman said softly, "We still have so much snow money left."

The woman wiped her tears, "I know, after sending us those bones from the ghost valley, that sword fairy didn't even think about returning to Naiheguan market to find us. Why?"

The man smiled and said: "I owe it, keep it. Whether we have the chance to meet that benefactor, whether we can pay it back in this life, is our business. Whether we want to pay it back is also our business."

Under the secret plan of Cangyun Huhu Lord who contributed money and effort.

The Temple of the God of Fire in Suijia City was rebuilt, and a painted statue of God was newly molded.

Incense flourishes.

As for the Town God's Temple, it has not been completed for a long time, and the imperial court has not granted the new City God for a long time.

Drive around the city.

A pair of back alley teenagers were blocked at both ends of the alley by a group of young and strong hooligans, holding sticks and approaching with a smile.

One of the tall boys put his hands between the walls and quickly climbed to the top of the wall.

Another thin and thin boy followed suit, but at a slow speed. Someone grabbed his ankle severely, fell to the ground, and smashed his head with a stick.

The thin boy covered his head with his arms.

He was beaten with a stick so that he fell back against the wall.

The young man who was able to escape, jumped down lightly. Because he was a little high from the ground, the vigorous young man stepped on the left and right walls of the alley several times and fell to the ground. After knocking down a few people with his fists, he was still unable to escape The four hands were quickly served with sticks, but they still tried their best to protect the thin boy leaning against the wall behind him.

In the end, the head of the tall boy was pressed to the ground, and the thin boy was beaten so that he was rolling all over the floor against the base of the wall.

A young and robust ruffian stepped on the tall boy's head, stretched out his hand, and asked someone to bring a white bowl that had been prepared long ago. The latter pinched his nose and quickly put the white bowl on the ground.

"If you dare to spoil our good deeds, you should have a longer memory."

The young and strong man threw a bunch of copper coins beside the white bowl, "See, the money and the meal are prepared for you, and after you finish eating what's in the bowl, the money will be yours. If you eat quickly, you might earn a little bit of money." A piece of silver. If you don't eat it, I'll break one of your legs."

The tall boy refused to live or die.

The thin boy wailed, it turned out that he was hit on the back with a stick.

In the end, the gangsters laughed and walked away, of course they did not forget to pick up the bunch of copper coins.

The tall boy squatted at the base of the wall, vomiting endlessly.

The thin boy with a bruised nose and a swollen face sat with his legs crossed against the wall, crying loudly.

The tall boy struggled to get up, and finally sat beside his friend, "It's okay, one day, we can take revenge."

The thin young man was silent for a long time, stopped crying, lost his mind in a daze, and finally said softly: "I want to be like a sword fairy."

He wiped away his tears, not daring to look at the tall boy beside him, "Are you stupid?"

The tall boy rubbed his head, "Yes, there's nothing wrong with it, maybe that sword fairy, when he was the same age as us, might not be as good as us, don't you always like to go to the school to eavesdrop on the old master?" Lecture, my favorite sentence, how do you say it?"

The skinny boy said: "Where there is a will, there is a way"

Then he lowered his head and said, "But even if I have the ability, I don't want to be like these bastards who only bully others."

The tall boy smiled and said: "It's okay, when we all become people like the sword fairy, you will only do good deeds, and I will not do bad deeds, just bully the bad guys, high-five as an oath"

The two teenagers raised their palms together and clapped hard.

The tall boy turned his head and exhaled at him, "Is it fragrant?"

The thin boy quickly pushed and shoved each other, and the two of them came and went, and soon grinned together in pain, and finally both laughed.

They looked up together, and the alley was narrow, as if the sky and the earth were big, with only one line of light and way out.

But after all, that ray of light was right above the heads of the two teenagers, and they saw it.

In Shushuiguo, Song Yushao left the villa in midsummer, went to a familiar restaurant in the town, sat in the old seat, and ate a steaming hot pot.

The old man was triumphant, and said to himself: "Boy, did you see, this is the hottest. I took care of your taste before. You are better at swordsmanship. This is spicy, and I can beat you several Chen Pingan. "

In Caiyi Country, a haggard old woman was lying on a sickbed, and her withered hand was gently held by a woman sitting on the bedside.

The old woman, who had run out of oil and the lamp was dry, tried her best to open her eyes, and murmured: "Master, madam, this year's wine has not been brewed yet. If Mr. Chen comes, he will not be able to drink the wine."

With tears in her eyes, the woman leaned over lightly and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I will brew this year's wine myself."

The old woman murmured, her voice as thin as a mosquito, "Also Mr. Chen likes to eat fried pork with winter bamboo shoots the most. Madam remember to bring him a big white bowl to hold wine, don't take wine glasses, these trivial things that should be done by slaves, you can only eat them." Madam Lao, don't forget, don't forget, madam."

After Cui Dongshan left Guanhu Academy, Zhou Ju felt that he was a wonderful person.

Not long after Cui Dongshan left, Guanhu Academy and Dasui Mountain Cliff Academy to the north had undergone some changes.

Starting from the sage master of the academies, to the deputy heads of the mountains, all gentlemen and sages must spend enough time every year to give lectures in the academies and Imperial College of the major dynasties.

It is no longer a sage preaching for a gentleman, a gentleman teaching a sage, and a sage giving lectures to academies.

In all the territory of Dali, except for private schools, all towns, rural schools, vassal courts, and yamen all add money to those teachers.As for how much to add, it depends on the local situation.Those who have been teaching and teaching for more than 20 years will receive a one-time remuneration.After that, every ten years will increase, and there will be an additional reward.

On this day, the idle young man in white clothes finally finished watching the excitement from beginning to end, and he appeared and landed in a rich mansion where there were no living people.

In the end, he and a young girl who was a servant girl sat side by side on the railing.

The girl had been implicated by the wife who had an affair and leaked things, and was killed by a pair of righteous brothers who were heroes all the way to the backyard. She happened to pass by and was stabbed to death with a sharp knife.

The lady was even worse, she was cut alive by the angry master of the house.

At that time, the righteous brother who exposed his sister-in-law and the man had hot eyes, and his hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

When he saw his sister-in-law for the first time, the woman smiled like a flower. After greeting him, she Shi Shiran went to the inner courtyard. Turn around, pick up the embroidered shoes with your toes, step over the threshold, and leave slowly.

After that, he always restrained himself, but couldn't help but look at her a few more times, so he could see that scandal.

Cui Dongshan put his hands on his knees, and chatted with the poor maid beside him who had already died, "The future world may be better or worse, who knows."

A mongrel boy with a huge sword stand on his back, with broken swords spreading like peacocks, walked slowly towards the Great Wall of Sword Qi with his master.

Previously, the master took him to the most forbidden place in the world, where the thrones hung empty, with different heights.

The master led him to stand in the position that belonged to the master.

"Master, that boss sword fairy, or your friend A Liang, whose sword is faster?"

"Hard to say."

"Master, I have never been able to figure out why I was chosen as a disciple. Before today, I didn't really dare to think about it."

"Because you are the fastest swordsman in our wild world. You may not be the swordsman standing at the forefront of the battlefield, but you will definitely be the swordsman standing at the end in the future."

The boy panicked and said, "How can I compare with Master?"

Grabbing the young man's neck, he said slowly, "You can question yourself as a waste with slow cultivation and a bastard with a bad background, but you can't question my vision."

The man grabbed the young man's neck with one hand, pointed with the other, and told him who those hanging thrones were.

In the end, he let go of his hand, and said with a blank expression: "What you have to do is that if one day they don't like them, you can shoot one less sword than Master."

"Whenever I am sure that you will never be able to do it in this life, you can die. Not everyone with the same aptitude as you can have the opportunity like you, so you should cherish every moment now."

A young Taoist wearing a lotus crown, and a young Taoist without a crown, began to travel the world together.

They all put on Taoist robes that could not identify the Taoist identity.

The former has only one requirement for the latter, do whatever they want, and do everything they want, as long as they obey their heart, regardless of the consequences.

But there is a premise, do what you can, don't seek death yourself.

The young Taoist hesitated a bit, so he asked a question, "Can you kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

The young Taoist nodded with a smile, answered the word "of course", paused for a moment, and added four more words, "This is the best".

The young Taoist priest nodded.

Then the young Taoist asked: "Do you know what innocence is? Do you know what indiscriminate killing is?"

The young Taoist was lost in thought.

The young Taoist shook his head, "You knew it before, even if it was a little superficial, but now you don't know it at all. So, it's not good for a person to be too smart. I once asked a similar question, and the answer I got was better than You are better, much better."

The boy's face was pale.

Because of this little brother.

It is the head teacher Lu Chen, Bai Yujing's current master.

Even if the young man is the closed disciple of Taoist ancestor.

Facing this little senior brother who slapped himself into a pulp, the young man was in awe from the bottom of his heart.

At the beginning of leaving Bai Yujing, Lu Chen smiled and said: "I have suffered a little bit of struggle at the bottom, and I have enjoyed the great blessings of Bai Yujing's fairy family. I have died again, and then I should learn how to live well, so I should go away It's the middle way up and down the mountain."

At that time, he asked Lu Chen, "Little brother, will it take many years?"

Lu Chen replied at the time that if you learn quickly, decades will be enough, but if you learn slowly, hundreds of years or 1000 years are normal.

In the end, Lu Chen said with a smile: "Don't worry, if you die, the little senior brother's way of life is not bad, I can save you again."

In fact, after the young Taoist priest was resurrected from the dead, his skin-like body was simply a rare innate Taoist bone in the world. In his practice, he was "born" in the cave state.

Not only that, among the three natal acupoints, three immortal weapons were quietly put aside, waiting for him to slowly refine them.

According to the little senior brother Lu Chen, it was a gift prepared by the three senior brothers long ago, so he should feel free to accept it.

In addition, the worst possession of the young Taoist priest is the half-immortal military robe called "Lianzi".

The rank is relatively lowest, but now in the entire Qingming Tianxia, ​​except for a handful of Taoist immortals, I am afraid no one knows the origin of this magic robe.

To put it simply, wearing this Taoist robe, even if the young Taoist priest went to the other three worlds, the most dangerous place, the higher the level of the person sitting in the town, the safer the young Taoist priest.

The young Taoist stretched his neck to be killed, and the other party would pinch his nose and send him out of the country obediently and respectfully.

One day when he had nothing to do, Lu Chen played music alone above the sea of ​​clouds, while the young Taoist priest sat cross-legged beside him.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Qi Jingchun played a game of chess for the last time in his life. Black and white chess pieces, criss-crossing situation. The rules are strict. It is the end of the official career. One unreasonable move. Then he didn't make another move, but he saw the radiant glow and colorful glass on the chessboard."

The young man asked curiously: "This is what the little brother saw with his own eyes, and it was deduced from it."

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "No, it was our master who told me, and it was Qi Jingchun who told our master."

The boy was speechless.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes with a smile, stretched out a palm, and gently placed it on the head of the young man who was regarded as his junior brother, "Qi Jingchun dares to do this to a mud-legged boy, so much hope for you and me?"

After traveling in the world for a long time, the young man has become more and more mature, blessed to the soul, and blurted out: "It has nothing to do with me."

Lu Chen withdrew his hand and laughed loudly.

Brothers and sisters, continue to walk in this Qingming world,

One day the young man asked: "Little senior brother, if you hang around with me like this, leaving Bai Yujing, won't you delay the important matter?"

The young Taoist shook his head and said with a smile, "There has never been a big event in the world."

Down and out mangosteen building.

Cui Cheng rarely walked out of the second floor.

Zhu Lian, Zheng Dafeng, and Wei Bo have all gathered.

Wei Bo held the tung-leaf umbrella that Chen Pingan brought out from Ouhua Blessed Land back then.

Cui Cheng nodded, and then said: "Bring Pei Qian over here and go in together. Since the Ouhua Blessed Land is divided into four and we occupy one, let Zhu Lian and Pei Qian go and have a look first."

Wei Bo used his natal supernatural powers, and the girl Heitan, who was practicing mad swordsmanship in the backyard of Qilong Lane, suddenly found one flying into the air and the other landing on the ground. After standing outside the bamboo building, she said angrily: "Well, I'm still waiting for you after practicing the swordsmanship." To copy the book"

Wei Bo said seriously, "You and Zhu Lian will go to Nanyuan Kingdom, the blessed land of lotus flowers."

Pei Qian was dumbfounded.

Wei Bo opened the umbrella, let go,

There are constantly precious lights pouring down from the umbrella surface.

Zhu Lian pulled Pei Qian into it.

The next moment Zhu Lian and Pei Qian stepped into the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, Pei Qian rubbed his eyes, it turned out to be the all-too-familiar street, and the alley was not far away.

Light rain season.

Pei Qian took the trekking stick and waved it wildly, laughing loudly.

An old Confucian scholar in green shirt flew over from the sky.

Nanyuan Guo Guoshi Zhongqiu.

Zhu Lian glanced, "Yo, master."

Zhong Qiu seemed to see two "banished immortals" appearing in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, he was not puzzled, but instead smiled and said, "Where is Chen Ping'an?"

Pei Qian raised his eyebrows, straightened his chest, and said in an old-fashioned way: "My master is free, let me, the great disciple of Kaishan, come and see you first."

Then Pei Qian was as if struck by lightning, without any arrogance.

She even had cold hands and feet.

After that, she was in a daze until she left Ouhua Blessed Land, and she just came back to her senses.

Both Wei Bo and Zheng Dafeng found it strange.

Zhu Lian shook his head, signaling that there is no need to ask further questions.

On this day, it was the first time in her life that Pei Qian voluntarily went up to the second floor of the bamboo building and said hello. After getting permission, she took off her boots and placed them neatly outside the threshold, even leaning on the walking stick She didn't bring the outer wall with her. After closing the door, she sat cross-legged, facing the barefoot old man.

The old man asked: "Why do you want to find me? Is it possible that you still want to learn boxing from me?"

For some reason, the Heitan girl who has not grown up for so many years, she nodded vigorously, "I want to learn boxing"

The old man asked: "Aren't you afraid of suffering?"

Pei Qian's eyes were determined, "I'm not afraid of death"

The old man sneered and said, "That's a big tone, let's cry again at that time. You don't have Chen Pingan to protect you in Luoba Mountain now. Once you decide to learn boxing from me, there is no turning back."

Pei Qian said in a deep voice: "I've thought about it, even if I will cry and repent when the time comes, you must beat me until I dare not cry or repent."

The old man seemed a little surprised by the answer, and laughed heartily. Finally, he looked into the eyes of the little girl, "The last question, why do you want to learn boxing?"

Pei Qian clenched his fists and remained silent for a long time before he said, "I, Pei Qian, can't compete with anyone, but there is only one person. I can't lose to him."

The old man snorted, "Okay, then from today onwards, you will be my closed-door successor, Cui Cheng, don't worry, you don't need to have that shitty master-student status."

Pei Qian raised his hand, wiped away his tears, nodded heavily, stood up, and bowed to the old man in thanks.

The barefoot old man who never put on airs with Chen Pingan stood up, put his hands behind his back, and accepted the obeisance solemnly.

Pei Qian stomped on the ground with one foot, stepped back with the other, and opened a fist, "Come on"

Cui Cheng disappeared in a flash, and pressed the head of the little girl Heitan with one hand, pressing it against the wall. Pei Qian's bones creaked and his seven orifices bleed.

The old man smiled and said, "Do you still want to learn?"

Pei Qian roared angrily, "You have to learn even if you die."

The old man nodded and said, "Very good."

Back then, a young man in green shirt came out from the alley in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, he smiled warmly and looked at Pei Qian. After being slightly surprised, he said in a gentle voice, "Pei Qian, it's been a long time! not see."