Sword of Coming

The wild world, Jin Cuicheng.

A pavilion with sharp points on all sides, the plaque "Yuemei".

The sky leaks and the moon is sparse, and the ground wind is mixed.

A middle-aged scribe in a blue shirt and long gown wearing a jasper crown gently clenched his fist, holding two black and white chess pieces in his hand, creaking.

As the cultivator of Jin Cuicheng Keqing began to think, inside this pavilion, there was a vision and the weather, but there was not the slightest air of heaven and earth rushing out of the pavilion.

First, there was a string of golden words floating up. How about the first sentence, the second sentence, and the third sentence?

Soon because of these dozens of words, there was a thunderous sound in the pavilion, the blue brick ground was like land, and the blue brick pattern was like hydrology, setting off waves.

What a secret heart seal of the Buddhism Zen line, do you want to know the wind of my family?

On one of the blue bricks that looked like a continent of mountains and rivers, the wind and waves suddenly stopped. In the clear sky, there seemed to be two monks as small as mustard seeds climbing up the mountain. , I asked the teacher how to teach the pedestrian bird way, what is the bird way without trial? The old monk strode like a meteor, walks like flying, walking on the steep mountain road like walking on the ground, hearing the words, smiling and saying four words, not one person. On the way to the mountain, the two monks met the Daobianya engraved list one by one, all of which had only one word: ancestor, yes, pro, general, and yao. Seeing the words one after the other, without making any pauses, the young monk suddenly asked what he was like? Unexpectedly, the old monk replied, no bird said. The young monk was silent. The old monk suddenly shouted, how is it a Buddha? The young monk slowly replied that the boy Bingding came to ask for fire. The old monk said again, kind words, Bing Ding belongs to fire, and he seeks fire with fire, but unfortunately it's still not in the end, let's talk about it. The mountain at the feet of the two monks is actually made from hundreds of millions of words in Zheng and Xu Dao Zang. Beyond the cliffs of the "Road Mountain", flying birds suddenly cut through the sky and fluttered around the mountain. The green hills began to rotate at the same time. In the end, both the rotating hills and the birds seemed to be still, so it was called the disease of a arrow. When there was no end, the two monks who climbed up without noticing the mountain turned like a bird hanging in the air. Arrow. The young monk was silent, and the old monk sighed, revealing under the eaves. The young monk has a sharp heart for a moment, asking and answering himself, how is he a Buddha? Boy Bingding came to ask for fire. The old monk nodded lightly, stomped heavily on the ground, and finally said with a smile, Mo Lu robbed...

After finally trying to understand something, this middle-aged scribe, who has been practicing in Jin Cuicheng for many years, put more thoughts on the vast sea of ​​Buddhist theory of sutras and laws.

Outside the pavilion, the female city lord of Jincui City, she came slowly. After stopping, she looked for a moment. Because the "sir" did not deliberately cover up the scene, she was able to see the strange people in the pavilion, and waited for the "sir". Turning her head and looking at herself, she was very polite and gave a blessing. She smiled and asked softly: "Sir, what is this?"

The lord of the city, Qingjia, named "Yuanhu", is a female cultivator of the fairyland demon race. She actually owns a robe "Water Refining" of the rank of immortal soldiers. It's just that there are no celebrations held in Jin Cui City these years. If so, she would wear this very simple green robe "banana leaf" with a light makeup.

The Jin Cuicheng Qingke, who was called "Mr." by Qing Jiazun, stood up and smiled and said, "I have nothing to do, just think about it, chat to relieve boredom."

The surname was changed, and he was a monk from a foreign country.

He has been serving as a guest clerk in Jin Cuicheng for nearly a hundred years. He has lived in simplicity and almost never shows his face. Even Qing Jia's direct disciple never knew that Jin Cuicheng had such an odd figure.

Correction occasionally went out quietly for a long journey, never greeted Qing Jia, and she never never asked.

Qing Jia said sincerely, "Mr., don't have to care about red tape. The rule of the world is to set the rules for us laymen. Why use Mr.'s pedagogy to study nature and humans."

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "When you go to the countryside, you can't give up courtesy."

Qing Jia sincerely praised: "Mr. self-discipline has an autumnal spirit."

The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said, "You can be called a gentleman if you are not a scholar who has read a few books."

As soon as the husband said, it was actually earlier than the "scholars" of ancient times, and had a bigger meaning, and it was comparable to the "Taoist".

Qing Jia always stood obediently at the bottom of the steps of the pavilion, and asked tentatively: "I don't have anything to ask my husband today. Can I sit in the pavilion?"

On both shoulders of the female cultivator were a thrush bird and a flower and tree called the Weaver Mother. Privately, Qing Jia always respectfully called the changed pseudonym "Mr." without adding a surname.

Besides, the real master of Jin Cuicheng was not her anymore.

It’s just that the truth that makes Qingjia feel “fun” rather than fear is that unless she sees the gentleman in the pavilion with her own eyes, all her memories of this person are like being locked in something. Inside the room, as the master, she doesn't have the key. The key is only in the hands of this gentleman.

So even she herself didn't know about it, so who could know the truth in the whole barren world?

Qing Jia finds it very interesting, just like a young girl who is in love with her, hiding a secret she doesn't want to share with anyone.

Being able to use the Dao Xin of a fairyland cultivator seems to be completely playing with the applause, I am afraid that even the peak cultivator of the ascension realm would not dare to say that he can do it. It's incredible. And the female fairy "Yuanhu" of Jincuicheng is not a soft-character, just a fairyland, and no ancestor can rely on, she is not good at fighting by nature, and can protect hundreds of female repairs and repair gold. Cuicheng, you can know that Yuanhu Dao Xin must be extremely tough.

The middle-aged scribes did not remove the vision of the pavilion either, and said with a smile, "Of course it's the guest."

Hearing this, Qing Jia bit her lip, her eyes that are extremely agile Qiu Shui, both resentful and charming. She climbed up the stairs, picked up the skirt corners, and entered the pavilion. Only when she noticed the vastness of the small pavilion, she cautiously walked around some green bricks on the ground, and finally sat opposite the gentleman.

A woman immortal who has moved the world is sitting right now, like facing a teacher in a school.

After Qingjia took her seat, she showed a somewhat humiliating look, and laughed at herself: "Mr., just think about it, and the conclusion that we can reach may be the mystery and mystery that the dull generations of us can't understand in our entire life."

The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said, "The Yuanhu Taoist fellow is ridiculous. The more knowledge a person has, the greater the unknown. The ordinary master lies in knowing what, and the cultivator lies in knowing what he doesn't know."

Qingjia was speechless.

The middle-aged scribe, sitting upright, smiling warmly, but in front of Qing Jia, the other party is...a godlike god.

No way, the person in front of him is the Baidi City Zheng Zhong who dared to kill in Tuoyue Mountain and could kill casually in Tuoyue Mountain.

Qingjia wanted to speak but stopped.

As she herself said, she didn't intend to talk about business matters, but waited until she entered the pavilion and sat face to face with Zheng Juzhong, as if she didn't say anything, she would feel a little...violent.

As for the two monks in the pavilion "Xiaotiandi" who continue to climb and talk, Qingjia is watching it for nothing, and listening is for nothing.

Qing Jia forcibly suppressed the thought in his mind and changed the subject, which was also a question that had been curiosity in his mind for a long time, "Dare to ask Mr., what do you think is really interesting?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "A lot."

For example, in a blessed place of medium rank, Zheng Juzhong once allowed a certain self to start from scratch, from a weak scholar with no power to bind a chicken, to become a successful assisting emperor to dominate the world in just 20 years. Military division. At the same time, two brand-new identities were added, one of which was a reckless Kusano with an excellent martial arts talent, and he rose to the ground. The other one became a gas trainer on the mountain, with a mediocre aptitude for cultivation, and became a political strategist after going down the mountain.

Each of the three has a potential main line of thought, leading them to different paths, and they are responsible for three things: creation, destruction, and repair.

Zheng Juzhong looked down at the top of the mountain, and suddenly said, "Friends of Yuanhu Taoist, it is time to make a long-term plan for Jin Cuicheng."

Qing Jia was relieved, and said in a deep voice: "I hope you can enlighten me."

Jin Cuicheng's situation in the wild world is similar to Jiuquan Sect.

The foundations of the two zongzi heads are the refining of the robe and the brewing of the immortal brew.

From the outside world, Jin Cuicheng was protected by Yang Zhi because he once helped the old throne demon to raise his rank by raising the ink-colored dragon robe by one level. The big demon rarely invades Jin Cui City, but it is not the whole fact. Yang Zhi does add blue eyes to Qing Jia, but he still wants to annex it. As a cornucopia of wealth, the reason why nothing happens is Qing Jia. Adhering to his own opinion, even hesitating to say something ruthless, but he didn't have the same knowledge as Qing Jia, because he didn't have the same knowledge as Qing Jia. Anyway, it was bitter and not worthy of outsiders.

Due to the high refining threshold of Jincuicheng’s robes, it is difficult to mass-produce it on a large scale. The sects including Jincuicheng and Xiandancheng in the previous attack on Haoran City were all used to destroy wealth and eliminate disasters, and gave a large amount of fairy money. , And Jin Cuicheng also emptied the secret vault to store the thousand-year-old robes, and delivered them to Jiazizhang at a discount.

Therefore, no monk appeared on the battlefield on the side of the Great Wall of Jianqi and Jin Cuicheng. And the city lord Qing Jia only appeared during the discussion of Tuoyue Mountain, and confronted the great monk who had participated in the discussion of the Confucian Temple. In fact, at that time, the sight of the female fairy of Jin Cuicheng was not a few, of course. It was also because of the "refining water" robe on her body that divided the yin and yang, had the sun and the moon, and had the aura of the avenue of stars and stars.

Zheng Juzhong glanced at the female immortal, nodded and said: "Tao Ting Taoist fellow's suggestion, the general direction is right."

Seeing humanity and checking memory are like flipping through a book.

Qing Jia didn't feel any discomfort, but asked, "In the opinion of Mr.?"

Jin Cuicheng can stand upright for thousands of years because it has two so-called backers, namely Yang Zhi in the bright place and the wild peach pavilion in the dark.

It’s a pity that the old throne big demon stood up and failed to return to the wilderness. It was blocked by Liu Qi and was already imprisoned by the Confucian Temple. Tao Ting had also been a watchdog in the one hundred thousand mountains for many years, and now it is in the Haoran World, and it has changed. Become the tender Taoist who became famous in Yuanyangzhu in one fell swoop.

Therefore, one of the direct disciples of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, the new makeup of the great demon who is also a female cultivator, had previously asked Jin Cuicheng to surrender the secret method and tactics of refining the robes.

There is no room for bargaining in Jin Cuicheng. In exchange, Tuoyue Mountain allowed Jincui City to choose two places at will to build two Xiazongs.

For Qingjia, what is the significance of such flashy benefits? It is meaningless at all.

Even if Jin Cuicheng stood up to the next sect, it could not hold it back. The descendants of Jin Cuicheng were all female cultivators. Apart from refining the robes, they didn't know how to fight with others at all.

So Tao Ting had previously secretly sent an extremely concealed secret letter.

Generally speaking, it is nothing more than implying Qingjia, Shunuo and others.

It's better to move Jincuicheng to Haoran World, where you can have a meal and eat together, and both parties can take care of it. Tao Ting slapped his chest in the letter and promised that when he got there, he didn't dare to say that Jin Cuicheng would be better. He only said to maintain the current family business and ask the Confucian Temple for a clan identity.

To Tao Ting, Jin Cuicheng Qing Jia is just a little girl who belongs to half of her younger generation.

Because if Jin Cuicheng goes back to the top, there are two Dao lines, one is similar to the authentic tradition, and the other belongs to the secret transmission of the side door. Tao Ting and Qing Jia, a certain hidden preacher, do have very stories, and they can’t be called. It's a bit ugly to say that it's a concubine.

And this preacher of Qing Jia who was not included in the genealogy of Jin Cuicheng once left a will for Jin Cuicheng, saying that in that round of bright moon and bright color, there was an ancient existence of Qing Jia who could call the Supreme Master Master according to his generation, but When will I see this Patriarch, the specific time, maybe, just wait patiently.

Qing Jia originally thought that Jin Cui City could have an extra towering backing. As a result, a bright moon in the sky was directly repaired by those swordsmen who were still in the shadows of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. How can she still recognize her ancestors? It’s just disappointment and a bit of ease. After all, there is already a Mr. Zheng in Jincui City who is willing to entrust his life and death. , Maybe it was a disaster.

The Dayi Dynasty, in the Aquarius Island battlefield, once raided all the robes from Jincuicheng, but unfortunately failed to capture several Jincuicheng's primary monks who were proficient in refining techniques.

Three hundred years ago, the city lord Yuanhu became a fairy.

In addition to Yang Zhi personally attend the ceremony. Tao Ting also sneaked out of Shiwan Dashan.

There is a clear record of this in the secret files of the Summer Palace.

Obviously, the Haoran world and the wild world are already in an arrow-like situation, and wars are likely to break out at any time, and Jin Cuicheng, if it is not for Mr. Zheng, there is actually no choice at all, either actively relying on Yueshan or being taken by Haoran. Break through and become a prisoner.

Qingjia found that this gentleman seemed to be absent, and she did not dare to disturb the other's wanderings, and waited patiently for the following.

Zheng Juzhong quickly came back to his senses, only to say something concise and concise to her, "It is nothing more than replacing Tuoyueshan's new makeup with the Zhongtu Confucian Temple. Jin Cuicheng took the initiative to halve the price and take root in Fuyao Island, and then in another continent. Similar to Aiaizhou, choose a site as the next clan."

Qing Jia obviously had no objection to this, and did not have any look of surprise. The number of wild sects suitable for the Haoran soil and water are few, and it happens that Jincuicheng is among them. She cautiously asked: "How to move all the properties of Jincuicheng? What about it? Choose a monk?"

Zheng Juzhong said, "Just follow me."

About Mo was worried that the other party would not understand him, Zheng Juzhong explained with a smile: "The whole Jincui City has been refined by me to become a life thing. In order to hide from Tuoyue Mountain and not show the horse's feet, it will hurt the Taoist friends in Yuanhu. It really took me a lot of time."

The reason why Zheng Juzhong was distracted just now was because he was thinking about a digression with both parties.

And this matter, Zheng Juzhong only talked with Cui Yang.

The views of the two parties are similar. Under the leadership of the cultivators, the spiritual beings will pave the way and build bridges and go out into the sky. This is a way out visible to the naked eye. The stars out of the sky should be used as bridges, or "zongmen enclaves." As long as the chessboard is big enough, you can break away from the battle of victory and defeat and reduce the internal consumption of the entire established world. It may be led by the human race and sincerely cooperate with the monks of all races to choose a livable place and thrive in those stars outside the sky...

However, it is far from enough to have this road through the sky, which is difficult to say for the time being a brand-new "way" or an old "way". Just in case, it is necessary to use an unprecedented path to "go in". Letting all beings in heaven and earth have another way to live is a retreat that must be planned early.

Embroidered tiger Cui Huang spent his knowledge and finally created a porcelain man, just to stay in the middle with Zheng and also to prove this "just in case" terrible accident.

The ready-made example is here, you three, it's not easy to ignore it.

Zheng Juzhong is sure that if the Human Race neither finds a way out nor finds a way out that is sufficient to protect itself, then sooner or later, it will be destroyed by itself.

It's like the gods who used to be aloof, destroying all beings on the earth created by their own hands.

Every one of ourselves that we dare not admit.

It was a trapped beast in a wandering cage, and a **** sitting high in the hall.

Most of the so-called Taoist scholars do not know the so-called Lijiao to call the ancestors. The root of Lijiao is only to do and what the ancestors ask for.

The eyes are not high, and the hands are naturally lower. They are destined to reach out of the "curtain".

In the pavilion, one was thinking about the life and death of Jin Cuicheng.

One is considering the life and death of the whole beings with spirits.

Probably this is the difference.

No wonder Sun Daochang would say with a smile, the gap between people is bigger than the gap between people and pigs.

Zheng Juzhong waved his sleeves, put away the vision in the pavilion, bent his fingers, and tapped the pavilion pillar lightly.

The key to woodwork in the world is mortise and tenon.

At home portal. In a foreign school. Practice in the mountains.

What is the link between people's hearts?

Zheng Juzhong stood up, smiled and said, "We are all one lamp, bright and dark between heaven and earth."

Words and deeds are mortises and tenons for each other, and the hearts of the people make lights together.

Build houses and hold a group for warmth.

After that, Zheng Juzhong took the lead out of Yuemei Pavilion and took Qingjia for a walk in Jincui City. During the heavy snow season, Jincui City's palaces were extremely magnificent, as beautiful as the realm of colored glaze.

Qing Jia, who was following Zheng Juzhong, was unable to perform Taoism, so she hid her figure together. In the palace hall, there is a girl with a snake bun, standing on her toes, stretching her waist and holding her hands. The long pole hit the ice, and there was a string of broken jade falling on the ground, and the laughter of the girls was tactfully like Yinggeyan.

Walking out of the palace, Zheng Juzhong took Qingjia to a moat outside Jincui City. The river was wide and the ice was frozen under the bridge. Many children rushed to play on it.

Zheng Juzhong walked along the river to the upper reaches and came to a riverside dam. His feet were piled up with long and thin stones, densely packed everywhere, and glutinous rice slurry was poured between the stones, and then he was tamped with iron and tenon. Like fish scales layered on top of each other, and like the skinny old man.

Zheng Juzhong has been curious all these years, how did Qi Jingchun do it in Lizhu Cave, and what did Qi Jingchun see?

What really makes Zheng Juzhong find interesting is that someone has done something that he still can't do no matter how hard he is. There are big and small things, but in Zheng Ju Center, there is not necessarily a difference between superior and inferior. If a piece of snowflake money on the mountain can only be converted into one hundred taels of silver under the mountain, what will the world situation be like? For another example, suddenly all three kinds of fairy money disappeared between heaven and earth, how will the situation develop?

I heard that when Cui Yang was young, there was a family elder who was not allowed to read novels about Jianghu Romance and Genius and Beauty.

And Cui Yang is not allowed to play chess, because he thinks that smart people are easily obsessed with it, spend a lot of time in vain, delay studying, and do not do business.

Qingjia turned her head to look at Mr. Zheng. After a while, she laughed to herself, and boldly asked: "Sir, how do you think about love between men and women? Excuse me, does your husband have a favorite girl?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and shook his head.

Qingjia has never had a Daoist partner in her life, and she doesn’t feel that she needs to find a Daoist partner, but she has a very fond of a direct disciple who follows her close friend, a family from Da Yaoguan Lane who is a junior. Then shouted a group of familiar female nuns and rode in a very well-established carriage. The Yingying, Yanyan and Yanyan, who had their backgrounds, traveled north to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. I saw the young hidden official in the bright red robe, and the chariot was hit by a thunder, so he didn't run in vain.

Successfully met the young hermit who was famous all over the world.

Make them excited, the same look and feel.

Just two words, so handsome!

After returning to his hometown, Qing Jia's protégé passed on to death, fascinated, as if stunned.

Zheng Juzhong said with an indifferent expression: "A person of **** is like holding a torch and walking against the wind, and there is bound to be the risk of burning his hands."

Qing Jia didn't dare to ask anything more.

Zheng Juzhong walked slowly. At the tattoo ferry crossing earlier, the other one himself, and Sui Chu Gong Wu Shuangjiang, the two sides did indeed meet.

The vast world of Baidi City, the Qingming world is exempted from the palace.

Both are recognized as the two places with the strongest control over the sect, and all the monks respect their respective sect masters like gods.

At that time, Zheng Juzhong said straightforwardly: "Palace Master Wu shouldn't have come so early."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "Despite the broken Zeng."

But since Wu Shuangjiang is still here, it means that Xiuhu has begun to close the net to some extent. Zheng Juzhong will shoot once in accordance with the prior agreement.

At that time, Wu Shuangjiang was looking at the sky curtain on the Great Wall of Jianqi, dragged a round of bright moon to the Qingming world, and asked casually: "It seems that I can't fight?"

Zheng Juzhong said, "Because Chen Ping'an is still not cruel enough."

In the end, Chen Ping'an's choice was not too surprising.

The three heads of Bai Yujing taught Lu Chen and almost died in the hands of a dead person.

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Under the blue sky, in the center of the sky and the earth, there is a mountain that rises above Runyue Peak.

Parting with Lin Jiangxian on the mountain road, the Bixiao Cave Master only left Qigu, with his direct disciple Wang Yuanlu, who had just come here to worship the mountain, and the fire-burning boy from Jinjing, leaving Runyue Peak together, and went to The simple dojo in the bright moon and bright color.

As a ceremony to accept his disciple, the old Taoist took out a palm-sized pocket model of the palace, threw it to Wang Yuanlu, and glanced at the little Taoist boy, "This place belongs to Wang Yuanlu, Jinjing. As long as Wang Yuanlu has no opinion, you can do it in the future. Practice alchemy inside."

As for the ceremony of apprenticeship, Wang Yuanzhen, of course, wished that there would be no red tape on the mountain.

Wang Yuanlu took the "Sacred Palace Site" of unknown origin with both hands. It is rare and unusual, beyond doubt.

Xiaodaotong obeys the master's decree, and dare not complain. Everyone has his own life. If envy can't come, why envy... Damn, look really greedy.

The old Taoist ignored the two thoughtful fellows and walked into the house on his own. He just let Jin Jing continue to stare at the fire of the stove's pill. By the way, let him teach Wang Yuanlu a recipe for alchemy. How much can he teach? How much you learn depends on your ability.

Wang Yuanlu put the precious treasure in his sleeve and pocketed it for safety. Then he asked, "Brother Jinjing, what is the origin of this thing?"

For the sake of that "senior brother", Xiaodaotong rolled his eyes and said, "Have you heard a word?"

As a result, after waiting for a long time, without waiting for the following, Wang Yuanzhen was completely confused.

Xiao Dao Tong swaggered over the threshold and sat on the bench beside the furnace. He smiled and said, "There is an old saying, "Long Qianlu is a puddle, and fire helps the Sun Palace. You know?"

Wang Yuanlu squatted aside, shook his head and said, "I have never heard of it."

Xiaodaotong sneered and said: "The frog at the bottom of the well!"

Wang Yuanlu smiled and didn't refute it. It's hard to say who is the frog at the bottom of the well.

Xiao Dao Tong continued: "According to legend, it is one of the five highest in ancient times..."

Speaking of this, Xiao Dao Tong hurriedly stopped talking and pointed his finger at the ceiling, "That Lushuikeng is the summer palace of the ancient water god, it can only be regarded as one of them. But this sun palace, whose territory is it, you Guess it, it’s a higher rank than that of Lushuikeng. According to legend, it was once one of the sword-making grounds. The monks outside knew what it was, they would only use false transmissions and false transmissions. They were all said to be broken, but they were actually there. My master is laying it here. It's a very good baby. It can be ranked in the top five possessions of my master... If you succeed in it, let's steal it."

Wang Yuanlu said with emotion: "Brother Jinjing knows so much."

Xiao Dao Tong stared at the flames of the pill furnace, his immature face was shining brightly by the fire light, he curled his lips and said, "There is a fart."

Wang Yuanlu held sleeves with both hands and whispered softly: "It's much better than using nothing."

Xiaodaotong was furious when he heard the words, mistakenly thinking that the other party was saying something strange and mocking himself, but when he turned his head, he saw a sad and sincere face.

Qingming world, Ganzhou, Sui Chu Gong.

Four people meet for a drink in the viewing pavilion of the highest palace in the mountain.

They are now circulating a booklet written by the palace lord, in small letters, detailing the customs and customs of the colorful world.

Here, you can see the Crane Tower, and the mainstay in the middle of the river outside the Crane Tower, which is actually a piece of Xielong Stone.

A few of them are the "old people" of Crane Inn. In the past, an unknown Crane Inn was opened on the Inverted Mountain in the Haoran World for two to three hundred years. A small inn, hidden dragons and crouching tigers, one soars two immortals, plus two jade puddings. In addition to the young shopkeepers, the four inn cooks and handymen, all with pseudonyms, all have their surnames Nian, and they all travel far and wide in the awe-inspiring world. Among them, the "maiden" who has the pseudonym "New Year" is the daughter of the palace lord Wu Shuangjiang.

And that young shopkeeper was Bai Luo, who was nicknamed Xiaobai by Wu Shuangjiang. Sui Chu Gong is the second-in-chief who has full authority to handle general affairs.

At this moment, except for the old guard Bailu, the other four are all here.

The fairy Zhang Yuanbo in the Daohao Cave, a white-haired old man with a rosacea nose, gently tossed the booklet that had been turned over to the couple who were flirting and cursing at the next door.

In his spare time, he has nothing to do in his spare time. If he gives this old man a pot of wine and a plate of wine and dishes, he can drink for a whole day.

It's like taking a sip of wine from a bowl and vomiting a large sip back into the bowl.

Three axes at the wine table, sipped a sip, squinted intoxicated, and shivered.

In the past, Zhang Yuanbo’s dojo was on the Xielong Stone. Later, when a sword repairer came to Cheng Quan, Zhang Yuanbo took the initiative to move the site, without having to discuss matters in the Patriarch Hall. If such trivial matters need to be determined by the palace lord, it is passed on. Go out without being laughed off by outsiders.

The monarch on the mountain reached out to catch the booklet, with a serious look, turning the book like flying, the pages of the book clashed, although he read quickly, he did not dare to miss a word.

After all, it was written by the palace lord.

At that time, the three thousand Taoists under the Qingming World entered the Wucai World. Nominally, Bai Yujing has only a thousand people, half the distance, and more than 400 people short of it.

But in fact, Bai Yujing's Tianjun immortal officials are not a small minority, and they are inextricably linked. Actually, Bai Yujing's Taoist officials still account for almost half of the quota.

This man's mountain Taoist couple named Xie Chuntiao, the woman is strong in figure, and her appearance is really...very unfair. She likes to drink strong wine and talk horrible things.

Xie Chuntiao don't have a bamboo hairpin and drank silently.

As for the Taoist companion around him, he likes to be awkward, and is simply reincarnated.

For a cultivator, that kind of bed fight has a fart meaning, but since it is a Taoist companion, let him toss it as he pleases.

The man handed the book to the Taoist companion next to him, and did not forget to gently squeeze the woman’s greasy wrist, but Xie Chuntiao took the book with one hand, and fell on the other’s head with the other hand. The man almost beat him to the spot. Turn in circles.

Zhang Yuanbo frowned and said: "How come at this juncture, seven or eight years earlier than expected, suddenly a list of ten people in the world popped up?"

Yu Hao laughed and said, "You can toss as much as you love. Anyway, I'm not on the list, so it doesn't matter to me."

While reading the book, Xie Chuntiao said: "The key is that the Xianzhang faction stated that this list is not theirs at all, which is very mysterious."

The "maiden" who has the pseudonym of New Year's window grille, as Wu Shuangjiang's prostitute, her real name is Wu Yu. It's just that this name seems to suffer a bit.

Because the homophony is not particularly beautiful, filthy, misunderstanding, no regrets...

At the time when the Yin and God came out of their body, they traveled far and wide, and they spanned two worlds. They were not complete souls. Both the real body and the Yang God stayed in Sui Chu Gong.

Of course, it was protected by the palace lord Wu Shuangjiang with a certain secret method, otherwise, with their realm, the Yin Gods would not be able to stay that long on the side of the hanging mountain, and they could continue to practice.

A small and exquisite rattle is hung from the waist of the young woman, with a painted drum surface, complicated paintings, stitched with dragon skin, and a peach wood handle with a red-lined glazed orb.

With the girl’s cultivation base, it is another treasure that was refined by her to be her destiny, which can't be completely concealed. From this, it can be seen that this snare drum is not only a treasure of immortal soldiers, but also among the immortal soldiers. , Are destined to be superior. Every year on New Year’s Eve in the Sui Shou Palace, there is the old custom of burning lamps and candles, and drumming to expel the ghosts of the epidemic. It is Wu Yu who is responsible for these two things.

When Wu Yu was at the Crane Inn, he used the pseudonym "New Year's Window".

It was because when she was young, once she kept up with her father.

Wu Shuangjiang likes to read miscellaneous books, and especially likes to read the notes of literati who have anecdotes. Wu Yu once heard his father say a sentence in a book.

The people in the window write decals on the window paper, and the appearance of the window is very good.

It may have been seen in a book, or it may have been sent out of feelings, who knows.

Wu Yu said: "Looking back, I will ask my father?"

Yu Yan shook his head quickly, "Wu Yu, restraint, be restrained, don't hinder us from being trained on the palace lord's side."

Over the past three hundred years, there have been ten people in the Qingming world, with minimal changes, almost all of them old people.

Bai Yujing occupied the top three seats without any disagreement. The chief master teaches Kou's name, the second master teaches Yu Dou, and the third master teaches Lu Chen.

Fourth, it is the old man, the head of Huayang Palace in Lung Mountain, Gao Gu with the road name "Juyue".

Fifth, Xuan Du Guan Sun Huaizhong. Sixth, Yashan Lin Jiangxian is the only pure martial artist on the list.

The next few were all old faces with names and names.

The others are like Sui Chu Gong Wu Shuangjiang, the female ancestor of the two Jingshan Mountains, and the Taoist song "Overlooking", because they have been in retreat for too long and have been commented, and they have all withdrawn from the list of the ten people in the world.

As for our continent, the years of retreat have been longer, and the crown of the prostitute with the name "Taiyin" was almost completely forgotten by Qingming World.

Regarding the past ten people in the world, except for four, the various rankings are still considered to be controversial among the spectators. Of course, these four are three Bai Yujing head teachers, plus a Xuantu master Sun Daochang.

But this time, I don't know who made the list, the latest ten people in the world.

Full of mystery, even a kind of undercurrent... Murderous!

The person at the top of the list is Bai Yujing, the second head teacher Yu Dou.

Second, the three masters of Bai Yujing, the lord of Nanhua City, Lu Shen.

Third, the Dojo is temporarily located in the Bixiao Cave Master among the bright moon and bright colors.

Fourth, the ancestral home of Yongzhou, casual cultivator, refining master, female champion Wuzhou.

Fifth, Qizhou, Xuandu observes the Lord, Sun Huaizhong.

Sixth, Ruzhou, Chijin Dynasty, Yashan Linjiangxian. The first person in martial arts in the world.

Seventh, Su Gong Wu Shuangjiang.

Eighth, Youzhou, Difeishan Huayang Palace, Gaogu. The world's first alchemy master.

Ninth, Binzhou, Qingshen Dynasty, Yaxiang Yao Qing.

Tenth, the two are tied together. The female crown of Xuandu Guandao "Kongshan", Wang Sun. Runyue Peak is a pure martial artist, hard work.

There are ten alternates. But compared to the top ten, the spectators can't afford much interest.

First of all, in this list of ten people, there is no such thing as the leader of Bai Yujing!

This is enough shocking news, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a bolt from the blue.

Secondly, Wuzhou's re-emergence is equivalent to her fourteen realms. She squeezed out Gao Gu's position. It is not surprising, but why Gao Gu did not follow closely? The fifth person has really become an iron law in the Qingming world? Or is it... Sun Guanzhu has actually also been among the fourteenth realms? Xuan Du Guan is a line of sword immortals in Dao Sect, but Sun Huaizhong is that... the fourteenth realm of pure sword repair? !

In addition, in addition to Daochang Sun, there is now one more senior sister and grandson in Xuanduguan, but who has no idea about the grievances between Xuanduguan and Bai Yujing? Is it possible?

Xie Chuntiao just returned the book to Wu Yu, who shook his head and said, "You keep it."

Zhang Yuanbo remembered something, squeezed his chin, and said in doubt: "Ms. Gui temporarily regretted that she didn't come to the Qingming world with us. Did she notice something wrong here?"

Yu Hao thought of the graceful and graceful Mrs. Gui, and his wife’s auntie, but with a completely different charm, the man couldn’t help but laughed. As a result, he immediately suffered an elbow from Xie Chuntiao, making the man sweat on the forehead. .

Xie Chuntiao sighed for no reason: "I still can't believe that that young man can become a hermit and can also engrave on the head of the city."

The clear eyes of the young man with the sword back then are really impressive.

The former sword-backed youth, and later the last hermit, became the patron of the inn.

I visited the Upside Down Mountain twice and stayed at the Crane Inn at the end of the alley.

Zhang Yuanbo smiled and nodded, and glanced at Wu Yu, "I think Dong Huafu, it's good to watch."

Wu Yu just pretended not to hear the implication.

Back in the days when Upside Down Mountain returned to Qingming, Dong Huafu and Yan Zhuo followed Cheng Quan to the Sui Chu Palace, and they browsed the Sui Chu Palace together. During the period, they encountered the "girl film" with the horns and lights. They were successful in cultivation, and they looked at their young age, and talked to them in a weird manner.

It's a pity that I ran into Patriarch.

Wu Yu really couldn't scold that Dong Heitan.

The most afraid of a quarrel is that you don’t understand what the other person is talking about.

Fortunately, neither side did it, but had an appointment.

She thinks that the two foreigners are not high in realm, and they are also guests of Sui Chugong, so she has no common knowledge with them.

But so far Wu Yu still doesn't know that it was the arrangement made by Dong Huafu to help Chen Ping An, and it has nothing to do with Dong Huafu.

On Xielong Rock, Wu Shuangjiang came here in person.

Wu Shuangjiang chatted with the young-looking Nalan Shaowei about spiritual practice, and in the end only Cheng Quan was left, walking with the palace lord along the river.

As the sixteen leaders of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the old Yuan Ying Cheng Quan, carried a sword box wrapped in cotton cloth, and contained a natal lamp for Nalan to burn the reeds.

Cheng Quan joined the Zushitang Mountain and Water Genealogy of Sui Chugong, but he didn't give it to him, and he never received an official Taoism. This means that Lao Jianxiu is not yet a Taoist official.

The Dragon Stone at the feet of both parties should have migrated with the water and would not take root somewhere for long. However, Wu Shuangjiang personally imposed several restrictions and was forcibly detained here.

In fact, apart from the value of the Xielong Stone itself, Wu Shuangjiang’s move is very uneconomical. It is a loss-making business. If it is left in other sects and Taoist temples, a circular river channel may be dug and a Xielong Stone that drifts with the flow. It is a long-standing benefit that can continue to add water transportation. It's just that Sui Chugong has a profound background, and Wu Shuangjiang's violent act of heaven and earth is too much, not bad.

In history, there are four Xielong Stones. One was completely shattered in the battle between water and fire, one was later refined by an ancient immortal, and the other was once seen by Mrs. Tan Tan in Lushui Keng. For the forbidden boulder in the sea. Finally, it is the dojo of Sui Chu Gong.

Rumors are only rumors.

The Taoist couple of the former palace lord Wu Shuangjiang, she had mediocre cultivating skills and liked to collect rare treasures in the world. Wu Shuangjiang took her to travel around the world, and all her favorite things would be brought back to Sui Chugong by Wu Shuangjiang.

After learning about the series of deeds, Cheng Quan asked tentatively: "Palace Master Wu, are there any landscape paintings, can I watch one or two?"

Wu Shuangjiang stopped, and in the river outside Xielongshi, water mist rose up, the river water was like a mirror, and in that picture of water patterns, I saw a mad female cultivator who laughed wildly and raised one. She patted her head with a rotten arm that fell like ashes.

Lost and mad, threatened to kill the young hidden official as if it were an extra battle, but she actually asked the young hidden official to be the culprit and defeat Tuoyueshan...

Then there was a golden thunder and lightning, beating the body of the fairyland female cultivator into powder.

Because the picture scroll was pinched to the end, Cheng Quan looked at a loss. This is what happened.

As for the Great Demon of the Fairyland, Cheng Quan certainly recognized the other party. The female monk's name was Fanlu, and he was once the lord of a sect in the wild world.

It seems that she can only rely on a life-saving lamp to break a part of her soul, and then go to borrow the corpse to restore the soul, but this is the most inferior corpse, after all, the monster monk is far more than the human trainer. Pay attention to the "real body". Many magic techniques and the fundamentals of great avenues are all related to the true body and soul. Therefore, the number of demon cultivators fell far more than the human cultivators.

What's more, even if you can start all over again, it is no longer difficult to follow the old path of previous life practice. Since you can't familiarize yourself with the old path, how can you practice smoothly in the future?

Therefore, for any sect in the barren world, every time the Zushitang enshrines a lamp of renewal, it is almost a business that is doomed to lose money.

Even if it was the Sect Master, even if he could rely on the Life Renewal Lamp, the following would often be a change of dynasty without any suspense.

Although Cheng Quan couldn't figure out the joints, he didn't delay Lao Jianxiu's smile.

Being beheaded at Tuoyue Mountain is like being hacked to death by a Taoist official in Bai Yujing, when a Confucian monk was beaten to death by an outsider in the Middle Earth Confucian Temple.

Have a good time.

Our Hidden Officer, indeed, as always, Lianxiangxiyu!

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "It is true that Fanlu is upright and upright, fighting with the young hermit, she won't die so badly. It's just that the battle of Tuoyue Mountain is too treacherous, just like the disciple of Tuoyue Mountain's ancestor. , The culprit, teamed up with Chen Ping’an and eliminated their cultivators of the Five Realms of the Wilderness who had stayed in Tuoyue Mountain as a guest."

Cheng Quan said in shock: "This dial?! Not just the old witch Fanlu?"

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said: "More."

Old Jianxiu laughed loudly, "It's worth noting that I quarreled with Master Hermit and didn't fight back."

Wu Shuangjiang laughed off.

Old Jianxiu was full of emotion.

This hermit sir, really never disappoints.

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly smiled and asked, "Cheng Quan, who do you hate most in your life?"

Cheng Quan was silent.

Of course I hate a lot, just say those monsters beasts, can you count them?

But the person Cheng Quan hates most is actually himself.

Hate the sparse swordsmanship in this life. I hate myself for being timid, even Dong Sangeng and Qi Tingji dare to scold them. As for the old deaf children, they are not worthy of Cheng Quan to waste their saliva, but such a number one sword repairer, in this life, they dare not even say the word they like. .

Some things will not wait for others.

Some people do not wait for others.

Cheng Quan looked sad.

Wu Shuangjiang said, "Sword Xiu Huiting of the Red Leaf Sword Sect, surely you remember?"

Cheng Quan's eyes instantly sharpened.

Cheng Quan and his best friend Zhao Gefeng once had a private agreement that next time Hui Ting will appear at the Great Wall of Jianqi, if Hui Ting can no longer be sacked, both parties will be dumb in the future. It's a pity that Hui Ting had broken that fate flying sword "fat powder" on the battlefield a hundred years ago. After falling, he recovered from his wounds in the sect and did not participate in the final battle.

Wu Shuangjiang said: "There is another picture scroll, let's see for yourself."

It turned out to be to slay the Red Leaf Sword Sect's Yuan Ying Realm Sword Xiu Hui Ting.

Chen Pingan let go of a monk from the fairyland demon race. Of course, the latter's vitality was also severely injured after the battle of Tuoyue Mountain.

Hui Ting chose to trade life for a demon clan fairy who had never been to the Great Wall of Jianqi in exchange for a way out.

On that battlefield, the sword light fell straight first, smashing the Hui Ting head down, and everything was two on the spot. Then an unparalleled sword light swept across and cut it off.

Then use a suspended mineboard to slowly refine the monk's soul with five thunders.

The most terrifying thing is that in the bright thunderboard with endless rhyme, two golden texts that have been forcibly stripped out appeared, which are the real names of Hui Ting's monster race.

A brutal killing that can make the backs of bystanders chill and creepy.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi is full of wars, and there is a tragic picture on the battlefield, with endless cruel methods.

Just say Mi Yu, Nalan Caihuan, Qi Shou, these sword repairs, in the eyes of the wild monsters, are they good things?

And the reason why this picture scroll is so uncomfortable is because the person who shot it is Chen Ping An.

But Cheng Quan is definitely an exception.

There will never be anything wrong.

Wu Shuangjiang put away the secret method, and the scroll disappeared with the water.

If life is impermanent, Ping Zong is uncertain.

Wu Shuangjiang went to the Crane Tower.

Lao Jianxiu thanked Palace Master Wu, and then walked alone by the river, with a relaxed expression and a free smile. It was an act done by the Hidden Officer.

On the wall of the past years, during the fighting side by side, he couldn't scold the young hermit.

As soon as the old man turned around, it seemed that he had not had time to suppress his smile, and suddenly he was already crying.

accidentally.

Inside the Crane Tower.

Wu Shuangjiang gradually ascended to the top floor, the door opened by itself, and he walked into a room.

In the history of Qingming World, Sui Chu Gong had always been a barely second-rate sect until Wu Shuangjiang appeared, and he lifted Sui Chu Gong to the top sect in the world entirely by his own power.

Except for Wu Shuangjiang's own high attainments in Taoism, it can be said that the bottleneck of each realm is as nothing, but what Wu Shuangjiang really makes the world's monks fear lies in his unique ability in preaching and teaching karma.

Therefore, Wu Shuangjiang is notorious for saying nothing in the palace.

Inside the house, in addition to Bai Luo, who is the watchman, there is also a Taoist and literary official, Gao Ping.

In addition, there are still three people. One was just looking at a Taoist official who was about the same age as Gao Ping. His face in his weak crown was extremely heroic. He was named Huan Jing and his Taoist name was "Wuhao".

There was also an old man with the nickname "Big Talking Talent" in private, and his pseudonym was Chang You. He didn't flinch when he saw the Suishi Palace Master who had crossed the threshold.

The last one is a ghost with insufficiency. His surname is Yang, but he has long since left the sect and family. He has been in retreat in Sui Chu Gong for many years. This is the first time he has left the dojo.

Wu Shuangjiang was the first to sit cross-legged and smiled and said, "You are welcome."

Outside the Crane Tower, the clouds and water are long, and we are in the same sorrow with you.

In the Crane Tower, there are heroes of soldiers, who can sit together.

Some people seem to exist only in books.

Then some people seem to have come out of the book.

And this book is called Wu Temple.

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Haoran the world, Tongyezhou, Zhen Yaolou.

The vision of heaven and earth that the mountains and rivers and gods admired the incense together gradually disappeared.

Among them, one scented water incense and one scented mountain were from the old man of Shujianhu, who acted as the imitating Bai Yujing, and the pure Yang Taoist Lu Yan.

"Since I have made a decision on the merits that those senior brothers left you, I have to remind you."

The Holy Master smiled and joked: "The merits are dissipated. It is out of selfishness. There is no return. Don't take a fluke."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Aside from anything else, Chen Ping'an sacrificed the "Xiao Fengdu" that was not part of his life flying sword.

The Most Sage Master didn't feel surprised, a young man who couldn't even smash Dao Xin with embroidered tigers, his brain was bright, not surprising.

It's just that he didn't rush to make a move. The Most Sage Master asked with a smile for no reason: "A cultivator doesn't have a Dao name yet, isn't it?"

When Chen Ping’an rarely smiles and is embarrassed, he can’t be on the side of the Most Holy Master and say that he is very good at naming him, because there are too many candidates for the road number, but he doesn’t know how to choose, right?

The Holy Master asked again: "I will go to the Qingming world in the future, do you think about your pseudonym?"

Chen Pingan was stunned, shook his head, "I haven't thought about it yet."

There are a lot of pseudonyms, such as Chen Haoren from Luzhou in Beiju, Cao Mo from Tongyezhou, and Dou Yi from Wucai World. As for Qingming Tianxia, ​​there is it!

But the Most Sacred Master smiled and said: "It's good to know it by yourself, don't need to tell me, so as not to reveal the secret."

Then the Most Sacred Master stretched out his hand and twisted the flying sword with two fingers. There was no need for Qingtong to open the restraint of the town demon building. He just threw the flying sword lightly outside the town demon building and turned it into a slender strip. Liu Ying went away thousands of miles in an instant, disappearing in the night.

Suddenly, as countless stars are gradually falling into the wilderness of the world, the lights are brilliant, on the earth, they light up one by one, and gradually become dense, as if there are those tens of trillions, shining and shining, uncountable. In the ruined city, in the wilderness, if the fluorescent light is dotted, it is trance like a lone traveler with a light, and there are people who seem to be partners and carry double lights, all are the dead and no burial place, can only wander in the lonely soul field Ghosts, there are densely lit places, the broken mountains and rivers of Tongyezhou, no one collects the waste accounts, and the remnants of the broken flags are returned to the horses. The ruins of large and small battlefields, in the continuous dilapidated city, are complex The queen still has no time to do the water and land puja, the dead soul that cannot be memorialized, but the yin spirits gather, and the obsession is deep. After death, they still hope to protect the heroic spirits of the mountains and rivers. The widows are immersed into rivers, although the fire is slightly capable of burning wild. The lights are dazzling everywhere, like pedestrians on the road, and they have to go their separate ways. In the many government offices and private academies, it seems that there is a sound of books, such as reading lights at night, and there are faintly lighted like people crossing the river, or rushing in the wind. Or he hesitated, and looked back, there is the city and countryside, with few lights, if the lights are shining in the cold window, and the lights meet on the road, stopping like an old man. There are places where Taiping Mountain, Fuyizong, Yuzhigang and other sects were destroyed. It seems that there are lights, as if monks are rising from the wind, bringing bursts of fluorescent light in the dark night, and there are lights in all parts of the continent. High, like a couple, life and death, they are reluctant to part, and there are those high and low gaps. It is almost the adults holding the hands of their children, as if the parents are bowing their heads to comfort the children, not afraid, not afraid, parents are by their side. ...

The Holy Master turned his head and looked at the Qingshan guest beside him.

The young man who had been looking into the distance silently before, when he saw the last scene, his eyes were hazy with tears, his lips trembled, and his face was wrinkled vigorously.

The Most Sage Master waited quietly for the young people around him, picking up his emotions bit by bit.

The young man turned his head, took a few deep breaths, then turned his head back, and silently thanked the Most Holy Master.

The old man turned to his side and bowed his hands in return.

Look at the time, the new year is coming soon.

So when Chen Pingan straightened up and got up, he realized that he was no longer in the Demon Tower of Tongyezhou Town.

But to return to the top of Dayue Sui Mountain.

It is rumored that in ancient times, there was a solar term courtyard in Suishan, in which there was a drum for spring festival. Ringing this drum is to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new in the world, and to celebrate the spring of the world.

But for some reason, no one has beaten a drum to welcome the Spring Festival in Suishan for too many years.

Chen Pingan, who was on the high platform of the Solar Terms Academy, stared at the giant primrose drum in a daze, and took a deep breath.

Chen Pingan began to beat the drums.

Sound the primal drum, and the world welcomes the spring.