Sword of Coming

(Sword to Gao Ding has broken 30,000, both are also 26000+, thank you for your support. ps: Not abducting everyone must subscribe to the sword, always want to subscribe to something, just like Chen Pingan’s one-handed sword, no need to force Also, I can’t ask for it, and I’m going to talk about it.)

I said that I have to go to the gate to see the shadow wall. The incense in the upper part of the temple will float, and the fragrance, the water will move, and the sound will be too interesting.

The goddess of water gods waved a hand and recruited a young woman who took the money to go there to enjoy the scenery.

Remembering that a Confucian saint who had other cultures had just left, Chen Pingan put down the wine gourd and said: "My hometown Longquan County is actually the first one in the Pearl River. Mr. Qi was a teacher at the school, but I was poor when I was a child. I didn’t go to school, and the neighbor next door was a student of Mr. Qi, who often mentioned it. But Mr. Qi naturally saw it, after all, the town is so big.”

Zhong Kui sat back at the wine table, smiled and fell down with a glass of wine, Chen Pingan said these words, he certainly believes and does not believe, a young and pure Wufu, he has a sword and two flying swords, but also Yin night Tour, even if the 骊珠洞天藏龙卧虎, Chen Pingan has another blessing, it can be said that Chen Pingan and Qi Jingchun just "seeed", Zhong Kui killed or not.

However, Chen Pingan has reservations, and Zhong Kui will not go to the bottom of the question. Although Wen Shengxue has been banned by major colleges, in fact, the folk bookstores have several works of literary works, which is not a big deal.

Don't say that you know Qi Jingchun, even if you have been to the school, it doesn't matter. As long as you are not a rumored disciple who inherits Qi Jingchun's literary genre, there will be no trouble, and you will retreat 10,000 steps in Tongye. In the territory of the Dafu College of the continent, even if it is true, it is no problem, there is his Zhong Kui, and even his husband.

But the two academies at the north and south ends are not sure.

The goddess of water gods shined with both hands on the wine table, and hurriedly asked: "Have you seen Master Wen Sheng? Is it a very elegant old man, Gao Guanbo belt, sleeves with breeze, serious and a little bit Gentle, and at first glance, it can be seen that the world is a high-ranking person, and the temperament is similar to those of the mountain forests."

Chen Pingan had to say something against his heart: "I have never seen it."

The goddess of water gods is both pity and pity. The former is for himself. The latter is Chen Pingan. He sat back in the position and sipped a large bowl of wine. He wiped his mouth and said: "That’s a pity, you have never seen it. Such an old gentleman will try to see you later, otherwise your life will not be perfect."

Chen Pingan smiled helplessly: "Okay, I am fighting."

She remembered, "Have you ever seen a guy named Cui Wei, a **** who is a big disciple but a bully ancestor, and a sword fairy who is a sword-stricken god. The name is particularly domineering. It is said that his swordsmanship is invincible in the world. There is also the flow of Mao Xiaodong... so many disciples of Wensheng, have you ever seen one?"

Chen Pingan raised the jug. "It’s a pity, drink and drink."

The goddess of water gods patted the table, and the anger of the face was indisputable. "Drink a fart, how is this person going to you?! If I am born and raised in Zhuzhudong, I will go to my hometown to wait for the first major event, that is, to visit Master Wensheng, if If you don't enter the school, you will retreat to the next level. You have to go through Cui Wei, you have seen the swordsmanship around you, and you have played chess with Mao Xiaodong..."

Chen Pingan said: "It makes sense."

Water **** goddess

Zhong Kui endured a smile. "骂崔骂? Water goddess, I am not looking down on you. The big country teacher even if the rumor has fallen, but you can still crush your golden body with two fingers."

The **** of water gods is proud and strong: "I sang a few words outside the gate of Datun, and he heard it?"

Zhong Kui said: "He can't really hear it."

The three men each drank wine.

The atmosphere gradually dignified.

The big demon who was lurking near Fusong Zong, after being exposed to his identity, violently attacked him. He even let the jade stalker who is good at the combination of the martial arts, one death and one injury, the battlefield is still in the Fusong Zongshan, even the big demon. Taking advantage of the strength of the congenital body, I am afraid that the realm needs to be the 12th.

A fairy who has already made a name for himself in the fairyland, has been silently concealed in the middle of Tongyezhou for countless years? Fusong Zong, the academy, did not notice it? And it’s a coincidence that when Taipingshan was the first to intercept it into the sea, the prison of Taipingshan’s suppression of the demon suddenly opened, and successfully escaped?

In addition, there were Bosang Chau, Tong Ye Chau and Fu Yao Chau before, and Sanzhou had the ancient treasures of the Xian dynasty successively, which has attracted countless monks to fight for it.

The **** of water gods carefully asked: "Do you have the daring to ask, Mr. Shan, your family, left the academy, and you are the first to kill the big demon, really not afraid of falling?"

Zhong Kui smiled and said: "Mr. My husband is a little better, can't you do it? Then again, anyone in the world can ask this. Only the water **** goddess, even if you have been, for more than two hundred years, you have taken the initiative to leave Biyoufu and Water God. How many yards did the temple play with the big demon?"

The goddess of water **** drank a drink. "That's not the same. I am a little water god. Your husband is from a saint's mansion in the Confucian Temple..."

Zhong Kui squinted: "This is what you see from the sage books of Master Wen Sheng?"

The goddess of the water **** is furious and angry. It doesn't matter if she knows how short it is. It can involve the master of Wensheng. It doesn't work. I stand up at the table and stand up. "Zhong Kui, if you talk so yin and yang, you will spit out the noodles and drinks!"

Zhong Kui drank a drink, "I will drink your family's wine."

He took another sip. "I drank again, it was so delicious."

The goddess of the water **** was so angry that he was trembling.

Chen Pingan whispered: "There is a memorial in his hometown. There is one of the four plaques, which reads 'Don't let it'. It is probably why Mr. Zhong Kui chose this way. Before Zhong Kui said why Haoran is willing to abide by the rules established by Confucianism. Mr. Zhong Kui’s move today, no matter the last life and death, the three people here, not mentioning this is the student’s Zhong Kui. At least I and the water **** girl, you will feel that the study style of Dafu College is enough for the mountain to stand up. If I am in the future With children, they traveled around the world, and I will definitely let them come to Tonglu Yezhou and go to the Dafu College."

Zhong Kui nodded, raised the wine bowl and respected Chen Ping.

The **** of water goddess gave a voice, recognized this, and also respected Chen Ping’s bowl of wine.

There is nothing in the world.

When Zhong Kui put down the wine bowl and prepared to finish the last thing, he would leave the buried river tour.

The money ran all the way to the door of the hall, his hands were dripping with water, and his face was full of joy. He shouted to Chen Ping’s treasure, saying: "I want to take a handful of water from the wall. Do you want to swear?"

She lowered her arms, her hands and fingers, and she was really filled with a clear water.

Chen Pingan glanced at it and said, "Go back."

He sighed and sighed, and he turned back and turned back, followed by the niece who covered his mouth.

The goddess of water **** thinks that the little niece is very fun, and laughs: "There is no shortage of a few gods in the hands of a river, and the son does not need to put her back."

Chen Pingan shook his head and did not explain anything specifically.

Zhong Kui also carries a square inch with him. He is a small and exquisite bronze paperweight beast named Yu.

The small snow cone engraved with the words "there is a god" and three pieces of gold-colored paper, the shading is light.

Chen Pingan does not know the goods, only feels slightly different from his own golden paper. The goddess of water gods is the expert who makes these papers, and he is surprised: "Wind and thunder paper? They are dragon claws, jade ribs, and ganoderma lucidum. It’s worth the money. When I opened the house in the beginning of the tour, I only said that if I had this paper, the Daquan court did not appreciate the wind and thunder paper of dragon claws."

Seeing Chen Ping’s self-confidence, it seems that I don’t know the rareness of this paper. The goddess of water **** explained: “This kind of paper is written like a symbol, the most devilable. It’s Jin Dan Yuan Ying’s high-ranking immortals, all of which are regarded as the heart. Good, extremely expensive, the monks under Jindan, want to buy these three sheets of wind and thunder paper, it is estimated that they have already lost their lives."

Chen Pingan is not unaware of the golden material of the paper. At the time of the battle of the country, he followed the old sword and the Song of the Song and burned together. A royal family sacrificed a golden charm and called for a gold medal. A **** man, to stop Chen Ping’s raid. Chen Ping’s eyes saw that the old man had lost the symbol and was a poor appearance of heart and liver.

"Now even the Taiping Mountain is not very flat. It can be imagined that there is much chaos in the middle of Tongyezhou. Walking on the rivers and lakes, there are not a few amulets, it is not like words."

Zhong Kui put three sheets of paper on the wine table, holding a small snow cone, before the painting, whispered: "Chen Ping, friends to friends, money exchanges or refreshing, I will help you write three characters, this heaven and earth three talents It is quite murderous, just used to kill the ghosts. It is a set of my own invincible character. It can be used alone. It is enough to scare away the ghosts of Jin Dan, and it is the ghost king of Yuan Ying’s realm. Grasp the timing, maybe you can seriously hurt it, just use the interest of this small snow cone with you."

Chen Ping patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Since it is so expensive, then the snow cone can borrow you for a few more days."

Zhong Kui shook his shoulders and shook Chen Ping’s hand. He said: "I am not familiar with you."

The goddess of water gods is full of tongues. It is impossible to guess what the two people are doing. One is willing to lend the top quality magic weapon, and one will send out three wind-sweeping papers.

Zhong Kui was like writing a Spring Festival couple in the inn, and began to pretend to be a model. He held the pen, hovered the air, prepared to drop the pen, and shook his cuffs with one hand, and raised it high. "The saint has a cloud, and the book is broken. God. Water goddess, take the wine!"

The **** of water **** gave him a bowl of wine.

Chen Pingan reminded: "Don't be tempted to forget the shape, draw a good picture, and draw a trick, you will give me another wind and thunder paper. If you say it yourself, your friends will be friends, and your money will be refreshing."

Zhong Kui suddenly put down the bowl of wine, and Chen Ping said: "Just kidding."

Zhong Kui looked resentful.

The **** of water gods admire the young son of the night god.

You really don't take the college gentleman seriously?

Zhong Kui poured a large mouthful of wine, and then made a wine cellar. Then there was a scene of Xuanqi, and the silky aura of the silky white, like the readman’s stomach was awesome, and he gave a little to Zhong Kui. Hao Ran is entangled in the tip of the small snow cone, and the Zhong Kui character is not in line with the orthodoxy. He does not “fall the pen” on the paper, but recites a poem. “The gums are resigned, and the iron rides around the dragon city.”

After a gentle shake of the wrist, the pen tip "falled" a large bunch of rice-sized people.

Under a closer look, it turned out to be a horse-riding general who was wearing a silver armor. More than a hundred rides on the wind and thunder papers quickly squadrons, and each stopped.

The clock with the pen in the right hand, the left hand and the **** close together, pointing to the paper on the paper, Shen Sheng: "fix!"

Those silver armor rides will instantly melt into the golden paper.

In an instant, it became a symbol.

The next two, which are also similar to the handwriting, are worthy of the reputation of "the ghost under the wrist."

The goddess of water gods is greatly admired. It is worthy of being the quasi-sage of the Dafu Academy. If you don't talk about moral articles, it is only this kind of falsification. I am afraid that a jade affair will be filmed.

Zhong Kui handed three Zhang Fu to Chen Pingan, "Three talents, you're done."

Chen Pingan carefully took over Fuxi and smiled and asked: "Draw three characters, tired?"

Zhong Kui took a picture of his stomach and smiled and said: "Small things! I am full of sorrows, hiding 100,000 soldiers, three cards and only..."

Zhong Kui was stunned, because he saw Chen Pingqing only put up three Fushun, and took out three Fu Lu, the top one, is also a gold material, but it is not the wind and thunder of the ancient shading, it seems to be more years old.

Chen Ping put them gently on the table and smiled and said: "If you are not tired, then help me draw three more pictures. It is better to have a Lei Fa Fu, a guide sign, which can break through the obstacles in the landscape. A symbol that can be used to repair the sword and fly the sword, such as the well.

The **** of water gods is full of doubts, this foreigner brother, can not really have money.

Zhong Kui wiped his forehead sweat and lamented: "But it, the good guys do the end, and then write three more."

Slightly thinking about it, making up his mind, Zhong Kui Shen said: "I will write to you a 'League of the Law' five Lei Fu, which is good at Longhushan Tianshi. Lei Faben is at the head of Wanfa. The Dragon and Tiger Mountain is the authentic and the main method. My family has traveled to Longhushan several times. I have seen the Great Heavenly Master once. I just learned a five-ray symbol, the five dragons, the Thunder, and the anger. ......"

It was found that Chen Ping’s eyes were weird.

Zhong Kui screamed, bitterly said: "You can't let me slow down and then write down. I wrote three top-grade characters, and I was so tired. Where can I think that you can come up with three such good papers? I knew that I would have a grandson."

Chen Pingan smiled and sat down. "Drinking the wine, I am so determined that I will not be late, I will not remind you."

Zhong Kui just breathed a sigh of relief, drank a large sip of wine, and picked up the golden plaque on the top, and put it right.

I saw that there was a small snow cone hovering over the paper, and there were lightning and thunder in the nib, purple electric white thunder, and between the feet, there was a mighty Tianwei.

The **** of water gods is frightened.

After writing the imposing five dragons, the devils of the five dragons, and then Zhong Kui wrote another broken character.

Then he sat down on the chair and stared at the last piece of cyan paper.

Chen Ping’s heart was clear, and he reached up and picked up the piece of paper. He smiled and said: "Forget it, don't scare you. The previous two symbols are enough."

Zhong Kui’s face was solemn, and he grasped the arm of Chen Ping’s fingers holding the blue-colored paper. “This is a symbol, I must paint, but I need to brew it carefully. If you paint it, even if you are safe. Don't beat me, I have to blame myself."

Chen Pingan asked: "Can you draw?"

Zhong Kui asked: "Is there anything that can't be done? Of course I can draw it. I just think that I can draw an ordinary well. If I can only imprison and hold the Jianjian Feijian under the Yuan Ying, it is too violent." ”

Chen Pingan praised: "Zhong Kui, your talent is much stronger than me."

Zhong Kui said helplessly: "You are a pure Wufu, saying that you are not as good as me. Do you think I am happy?"

Chen Pingan was speechless, silent for a moment, no longer bothering Zhong Kui to recuperate, warming up the heart between the heart and the chest.

It’s just that there is a decision in mind.

Zhong Kui took a deep breath and said to the goddess of the water god: "Send all the ghosts of the house out of the tour, wait for me to succeed, and let them return."

Although she did not know why, she still used the buried river water **** and the unique magical magical power of Biyoufujun to “expel” all the affairs and niece of the government.

Zhong Kui stood fixed, one hand was behind him, holding a small snow cone, and the breeze in the two sleeves screamed.

For a moment, Biyoufu began to oscillate, and the groundwater was tumbling.

The goddess of the water **** had difficulty breathing at one time, and stepped back. She tried to stay away from the gentleman of the Dafu College. She still felt uncomfortable and drifted away from the hall. She was slightly better.

She bit her lip and her eyes are stunned.

This scholar named Zhong Kui is not as simple as a gentleman!

When Zhong Kui wrote the pen, he gently recited in his mouth: "The sword is raised, the river is clear, the square is broken, and Jiuzhou is boiling."

After the Fucheng, only the charms hidden in the symbol, even on the spot, is a one-finger white sword fairy, floating above the paper, smart sword, the air flow, the wind and power.

Zhong Kui’s face was white, and he took a small snow cone and poured a large mouthful of wine. Although he was exhausted, he smiled. “This symbol is also made by himself. It is my most proud symbol. It is called Zhenjianfu. With a sword of the ancient swordsman, I defeated all the flying swords under the Five Realms. The paper is too good. I have a good painting, not like the water well, but it is trapped. The sword is a moment, this town sword is out, but it is directly deprived of a golden dragon's life flying sword, Yuan Yingjian repaired flying sword, or can not hold for too long, will sooner or later break out. Remember a little Don't take it out easily, this glimpse of the outsiders, my family stunned, this town sword, not in line with the rules, too much for sword repair, it is easy to get into trouble."

Chen Pingan is a bit embarrassed, "hard work."

Zhong Kui smiled and waved his hand, with the heart and Chen Ping's words. "This is a piece of paper, but the saints wrote the manuscript paper that they learned at home. Do you know how rare it is? It is my family, when I left Zhongtu Shenzhou, I only had three books in my possession. I used one when I crossed the sea. I went to Tongyezhou and used it again. Now there is only one left. It’s Mr.’s heart and baby, even I can only see, can’t touch Therefore, if it is just a gold-colored paper, my sword will be down, and the power will drop a lot. I can only trap the sword of Jin Danjian’s life, at most one incense."

Zhong Kui’s mouth was sore and happy, and he started drinking again.

Chen Ping’s wrist flipped and quietly handed it to Zhong Kui for a piece of paper.

Zhong Kui stayed awkward and blinked. "Are you crazy? Don't know the value. Just tell you the rareness of it, and still play like this? Hurry and get it back!"

Chen Pingan could not help but say that he directly released his finger and let the paper of the blue material fall. Zhong Kui had to catch up quickly and quickly gained his sleeve.

Chen Pingan took off the sword and raised it. He raised it high and smiled softly: "I wish you a trip to Taipingshan, demon slayer, and success."

Zhong Kui’s words and stops, and finally did not say anything, but just lifted the wine bowl silently, and touched Chen Jian’s hands with a sword, and each drank a big mouth.

Zhong Kui finished the bowl of alcohol and stood up. "Go."

Chen Ping gave him a fist.

Zhong Kui is about to leave.

Chen Pingan reminded: "Don't ask the water **** goddess to ask for a good wine?"

Zhong Kui’s eyes lit up and he gave a thumbs up to Chen Ping.

The goddess of water **** is the heroic temperament, naturally it will not be embarrassed, and the two altars came over, but they were left by Zhong Kui and sent a gift to Chen Pingan. Chen Ping is not polite. Just the inn Qingmei wine has already been drunk, and this will be the tour. A hundred years of aging is slowly poured into the sword.

Zhong Kui squatted on the jar, and his body shape flashed away. When he plunged into the river, he came to the bank of the river and was about to cross the river. He stopped suddenly. He saw his wife’s yin, as if waiting for himself on the shore. .

Zhong Kui quickly hid the jar of wine behind him.

The Dafu Shuyuan Mountain Lord is a middle-aged man with a look of dullness. He walks slowly on the bank of the river, and Zhong Kui follows him.

There are 72 colleges in the world, 72 mountain owners, and the world is different. The highest person can be the towering fairyland, but only the mountain owners of Yuan Ying’s realm, there are also many people. Like Mao Xiaodong of Daxu Xinshan Cliff College, there is only Yuan Yingjing. However, the mountain owner sits in the academy, Yuan Yingjing can be a beautiful jade, still no one can dare to repair.

This scholar from a saint's mansion, in the mountains of the academy, is not high or low in the realm of the jade. In the Dafu Academy, it is the immortality.

It was only this time to go to the west side of Fusong Zong, to chase the big demon, and left the academy, then he was just a jade.

The mountain whispered: "The other party is very likely to have a backhand, so it is not for you to cringe, but hope that you will move all things. Even if you are obeying the demon around the Taiping Mountain, you should not take it lightly."

Zhong Kui nodded: "The disciple understands."

The owner stopped his footsteps, stretched out a palm, and a blue-colored plaque on his hand. "Take it up for protection."

Zhong Kui did not reach out to pick up. "Mr. is only at the riverside, did not use Shentong, check Biqiao?"

The mountain singer whispered: "Before you buried the river, you hired the ghosts of the Hades. As the owner of the Dafushuyuan, the responsibility is, can I not find out?! You are in Bihang, just getting along with friends, I naturally See no evil! If I am not an outsider, I will not give you this piece of paper, and the Yin God has already left."

Zhong Kui smiled and said: "Mr. Yan Fang Jie Jie, the mountains are tall and long. The disciples are taught!"

The mountain owner does not care, "Why not?"

Zhong Kui had to be honest, "In addition to the brush that I voted for, the friend also sent me a blue-colored paper, which is generally the same material as Mr."

The mountain owner frowned, and he put away the palm-shaped paper, which seemed to be unpleasant. He asked: "Why are you so valuable? Why do you accept it calmly?"

Zhong Kui was dumb and thought about it with his heart. "I don't know why, it seems that it is right to accept it. Please punish him."

The mountain owner silenced for a moment, "The altar is a beautiful wine, you don't have to hide it. Since you have made a good friend, isn't it worth drinking? Remember to drink, you can't delay the trip to Taipingshan, and... not for example. ”

Zhong Kui scratches his head, shouldn't he be a ghost?

Mr.'s old-fashioned, that is notorious, everywhere in accordance with the rules, everything is ruthless, and the Lushan, the hands of the school, the landslide, the school of the mountain, is a friend.

This night-looking yin is in the middle of the real body that is far away.

The mountain owner is a little sad.

Looking at the conversation between the disciple Zhong Kui and the young man, he could not help but think of his childhood. When he was young, he and many other saints who were of similar age and age, as well as the sons of Hao and Zongmen, would more or less marry a surname. of.

Because the person who claimed to be Aliang, the guy they admire most.

I like to say to people that Xiao Qi is my friend. Whoever dares to bully him, I can't hold the coffin board of his ancestors.

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Biyoufu, after the departure of Zhongkui in Zhongkui, the first sentence was shocked. "I know that you have seen Master Wensheng, and it is not the kind of passing by, the water meets!"

Chen Pingan was unmoved. "How can I not know it myself?"

The goddess of water **** smiled and said: "You still pretend? Zhong Kui can't recognize your identity, can't see your learning thread, it is because he does not belong to the text of Wen Sheng, the cliff temple Qi Jingchun, who am I? Wen Sheng All the works, I am not bad at all, I have read through countless times. The two three-teaching arguments that Wen Sheng’s master participated in that year are how the heavens are on, and I am even more clear! The poems are self-satisfied and read. There is a difference in the spirit of Haoran. Who am I? It’s a burying river, and it’s my specialty!”

Looking at the water goddess, Chen Pingxiao asked: "So?"

She blinked her face in an instant, and she had no momentum. "Have you ever seen Master Wen Sheng?"

Chen Ping nodded, "I have seen it."

The goddess of water gods squatted on the table, eyes sorrowful, and suddenly jumped up, "I have seen?!"

Chen Pingan extended a finger and gestured to let us whisper something.

The goddess of water goddess is obsessed with this young man who really knows the master of Wen Sheng, who is a handsome younger brother in the world?

Otherwise, after he was drunk, would you like to be a brother? In this way, isn’t it even if you have a relationship with Master Wen Sheng?

She wiped her mouth, stupidly happy, thinking that she was really unreasonable, and that she had read so many literary books. The book was not read in white, and it would never be a shame to Wen Sheng.

Chen Pingan regretted that she said that she knew the old man of Wensheng.