Sword of Coming

Chen Ping'an took two handfuls of white snow, rubbed his hands with each other, smiled and returned to the small cliff cave. After reaching out to warm himself by the fire, he took out a book from his backpack and started to sit and read by the light of the fire. It was a gift from the old scholar. Chen Pingan had a good memory and read the Confucian classics diligently along the way. The contents were already familiar to him, but Chen Pingan still liked to flip through the books and read them softly as he did now.

Li Baoping once said that the meaning of reading a hundred times will be apparent to you.

Chen Pingan felt that this sentence was really good.

So now, every time I follow the records of Shanshan Pu, before and after walking and setting up poles, I use this sentence and silently tell myself in my heart that reading is like this, and I think the boxing skills are also the same. Maybe after practicing boxing for a million, the boxing intention will come naturally. Come. After all, practicing boxing so diligently, day and night, spending seven or eight hours every day, repairing the body that was like a broken house and broken windows, the effect is remarkable, especially the breathing method taught by Old Man Yang, combined with the luck method of Shiba Stop , Chen Pingan can clearly sense the gradual strengthening of his body, so survival is no longer the only purpose.

Chen Ping'an wanted more. For example, if there was a chance to meet again and show a certain girl how to walk, she wouldn't have the same stupid look on her face as she did in the ancestral home on Mu Bottle Lane, as if saying how could there be such a thing in the world? Such an idiot would stick out his thumb and say those two words again, "handsome"!

The book in Chen Ping'an's hand was slowly turned over page by page, and he read it very seriously. The swaying bonfire reflected the young man's dark face. If others looked at it for a long time, they would have a different look.

Although the girl in the pink skirt is the real body of the fire python, she has the nature of a child. She lives in seclusion in Zhilan Cao's Library and dare not show her face easily for fear of suffering misfortune. This time she returned home with Chen Ping'an and regained her lively nature. At this time I was busy building a snowman on the plank road, and I just wished that God didn't reward me with a little more snow.

Although the boy in Tsing Yi is a water snake and is naturally close to water, he is really not interested in an unusual heavy snowfall in the middle of winter. He huddles listlessly by the campfire, lamenting his misfortune and misfortune.

The girl in the pink skirt built a snowman of her master, which was lifelike. She was thinking about asking for credit from Chen Ping'an when her color suddenly changed and she ran back to the cliff cave. She said in a panic: "Master, a man and woman are coming over the plank road. The man can't see it. What, the woman is so evil, what should we do?"

The kid in green clothes sniffed hard and immediately became energetic, "Hey, he is really a big demon. He is full of fox odor. Master, I tell you, there are many beautiful foxes in the world. Look at mine. I'll give it to you. It’s much better to take care of a maid with a warm bed than a silly girl as skinny as a bamboo pole!”

Chen Pingan closed the book and said: "If they are just passing by, we will let them out of the plank road. If they want to hurt people, we will take action before it is too late."

The enthusiastic boy in green sighed, sat back obediently, and said regretfully: "Master, you gave me a chance to make a difference."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Returning to my hometown safely is a great achievement."

The boy in green said aggrievedly: "This has already entered the territory of Da Li. It has always been so stable. How can I turn two into three in the year of the ox and the month of the horse?"

On the ancient plank road dug out of the cliff, a man and a woman were walking one after another in the wind and snow. The woman was dressed in a brocade palace dress, graceful and graceful, and wore a curtain hat to cover her face. The man has an elegant face and a slender figure. He is wearing a snow-white mink fur and a vermilion wine gourd hanging from his waist. His whole figure seems to blend into the wind and snow of the world.

When the two of them passed by the cliff cave, the woman turned her head and glanced at the three people in the cave, and then stopped looking at them.

This casual glance made the kid in Tsing Yi, who had been eager to try, feel like he was struck by lightning. He sat even more upright than Chen Ping'an. Instead, it was the girl in pink skirt who was inferior in morals. She didn't know the seriousness yet, so she couldn't help but take another look at the man and woman. Chen Pingan put the book on his lap and stretched out his hands to warm himself by the fire, looking calm and not squinting.

When the man passed by the snowman, he squinted and smiled. He found it quite interesting. He hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked towards the cliff cave without taking any further. He stopped outside the "doorway", looked directly at Chen Pingan, and used Dongbao bottle skillfully and fluently. Zhou Zhengzheng Yayan asked: "We are traveling on a snowy night. The maid and I are really exhausted. Can this young master let us rest for a while?"

Chen Pingan turned around and saw a man with a gentle temperament. Chen Pingan knew very well that this narrow encounter would be a blessing or a curse. If the other party really had malicious intentions, it would make no difference whether he nodded or not, so He simply smiled and said, "Okay."

When the man entered, the woman in the curtain hat, whom he called his maid, did not follow him. She stood at the door of the cliff cave, standing straight and solemn.

The man sat cross-legged in an open manner, with his back to the cliff cave. He took off his wine gourd and prepared to drink. Before drinking, he said frankly and honestly: "My maid is a fox demon. She sensed the existence of the three of them before, so I let her release it." Some demons are just saying hello to avoid unnecessary conflicts, we don’t mean any harm.”

Chen Ping'an knew something was wrong after he noticed that the boy in green was cautious and frightened. But now that the matter was over, Chen Ping'an didn't think much about it. He just held his breath and concentrated, ready to deal with the violent murder of the man and his maid at any time. Whether it's a deity or a monster on the mountain, it's hard to predict whether it's good or bad. Once a powerful enemy is present, life or death is often decided. Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this. He confronted Cai Jinjian and Laolongcheng Fu Nanhua in the alley, and later fought with the mountain-moving ape. , fought with Ma Kuxuan in the Immortal Tomb, faced the enemy Bai Mang in Qidun Mountain, faced Zhu Lu’s assassination in Pillow Station, etc., etc., a series of turmoils, the reason why Chen Ping’an can survive until now is because of his determination. , crucial.

The man took a sip of wine, his eyes as clear as moonlight, looked at Chen Ping'an, and said with a straight-to-the-point smile: "Young master's martial arts level is not high, but his boxing intention is very solid. It is not easy. If you can persist, you can expect the end."

The boy in green swallowed his saliva and did not dare to move.

The big demon, the big demon, is so damn big, bigger than the sky!

The reason is very simple. The reason why fox monsters in the world are famous, apart from being good at deceiving people, is that fox monsters are more difficult to conceal their evil spirit than other mountain monsters. Therefore, monks have widely sung demon-slaying methods. To eliminate demons, the target is often the unattractive fox demon.

Logically speaking, as the fox demon outside the cliff cave gets closer, the aura of the fox demon should become stronger and stronger. However, when she passed by the entrance of the cave, she was already full of righteousness. She gave the impression to the child in green that she was more mortal than an ordinary person. It's like one finger can cut off her graceful waist. The boy in green is one of the monsters in the world. Transforming into a human form is just the first step in Shanze Yao's cultivation. He is far away from truly becoming a human being. There is such a long distance between Da Sui and Da Li.

It was possible for him, a local snake in Yujiang who had cultivated in the sixth realm and whose combat power was comparable to the seventh realm, not to notice anything strange. The boy in green thought about it and felt that it was most suitable to pretend to be a grandson. If this seemingly amiable Guojiang Long, I feel that grandson is not enough, even great-grandson is fine.

The boy in green clothes judged that the woman in palace clothes was at least the ninth realm, and might even be a Tongtian boss in the tenth realm. Fortunately, this possibility was not high.

Whether the monsters in the world can reach the tenth realm is a huge fengshui ridge, which is no less difficult than the difficulty of human monks breaking through the bottleneck of the tenth realm. This means that it has been recognized by this world's great road. How difficult is it? One can imagine how much opportunity and hard work it takes.

Therefore, the hidden identity of the old dragon, the father of the Hanshi River Water God, has a tenth realm cultivation level that is comparable to the strength of a monk in the eleventh realm.

Chen Ping'an didn't know the secret, but the crisis was approaching and he didn't delay his preparation. After hearing the man's praise, he didn't take it lightly. He just replied politely: "Thank you, sir, for your kind words."

The man took a sip of wine and revealed the secret, "Sir, it's a pity that this bridge of longevity is broken. It's as difficult as climbing to the sky to repair it. It's better to find another way and rebuild one..."

Having said this, the man let out a sigh, seeming a little surprised. He thought for a moment, glanced at the book on the boy's lap, and said with a smile, "Okay, it's no coincidence."

The man stood up slowly and left like this. When he walked outside the cliff cave, the woman in palace clothes was already silently leading the way.

The man turned his head and looked at the snowman on the inn, smiled, and said with emotion: "What a coincidence."

In the wind and snow, the man and woman continued on their way. The woman in palace clothes did not turn around and said respectfully: "Master Bai, is this chance encounter a conspiracy of the saints on both sides?"

The man shook his head and said: "This time I traveled far away to relax and have no desires or pursuits. I was very careful to hide my traces and did not disturb any forces. If you still want to plot against me, then I..."

The face of the woman in palace attire under the curtain and hat brings disaster to the country and the people, and her eyes are hot.

Unexpectedly, the man sighed, "So what."

A heavy snowfall.

The sky and the earth are white and clean.

After walking three or four miles on the plank road, the man, respectfully called Mr. Bai, stopped and looked up at the sky with a lonely expression.

The woman in palace clothes had no choice but to stop and found that the man showed no sign of moving. She cautiously called out, "Master Bai?"

The man kept looking at the sky and whispered: "The trees want to be quiet but the wind is not stopping. You said that you have grown up in the vast world since you were a child. Why do you think about walking through the upside-down mountain? If you are homesick and want to return to your roots after fallen leaves, this is very reasonable. , but your roots are here, what are you planning on? The world is in catastrophe, and ten rooms are empty. Isn’t it fun? "

The woman in palace clothes was so frightened that she turned around and knelt on the ground. If she looked down from a high position, her enchanting figure was like the undulations of mountains. She said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Bai, spare your life!"

The man ignored it and asked himself: "I don't think it's funny. It's not funny at all."

The woman in palace clothes was extremely frightened. She gritted her teeth and instantly burst out with a majestic energy that could move mountains and seas.

The next moment, an eight-tailed giant fox as big as a mountain appeared on the plank road. It was all white and clung to the cliff. It climbed crazily towards the top of the mountain, trying to get away from this man.

The man was indifferent and called out a name softly, "Qingying."

With a bang, a ball of blood fell down the cliff like a heavy rain, and a fox tail exploded on the spot.

Countless goose feathers of snow were soaked in blood, and the world near the plank road where the man stood turned into a strange and terrifying scarlet snow.

According to legend, there were once countless monsters in the world that caused trouble in all the worlds, and chaos arose. No one knew their names, and they were helpless, and mourning was everywhere. In later generations, a moral saint cast a large cauldron, inscribed the names of the monsters, recorded their origins, and later ordered people to imitate more than a thousand large cauldrons. , placed on the top of mountains in various continents for people at the foot of the mountain to memorize. Ordinary masters do not hesitate to take risks to climb mountains. After this experience, they are the beginning of mountain monks.

Most of those mountains became the Five Mountains of various countries in later generations, enjoying the worship of countless mortal monarchs.

The huge thing on the cliff was like a comet crashing into the cliff.

Obviously, it's not just as simple as cutting off one tail and severely damaging one's cultivation level.

With the innate violent temperament of monsters, when they are on the verge of death or seriously injured, the ferocity that breaks out is often even more terrifying.

All the mystery lies in the title "Qing Ying" who calls him by his first name, and who announces this real name.

The fox demon fell heavily to the bottom of the cliff, splashing countless snowflakes. It looked like it was dying. The bloody mist it exhaled made the surrounding snow melt away, revealing a large piece of muddy ground that looked like a scar.

I don't know when the man stood in front of the fox demon, holding the vermilion wine gourd and taking a sip of wine. Compared with the huge fox demon huddled together, he was no more than an ant standing in front of humans, extremely small.

"Before you can cultivate the eighth tail again, just stay by my side. There are some things that you cannot interfere with for the time being."

The man said slowly: "If it weren't for that incense love, you would be dead. Since you are still alive now, cherish it. Let's go and continue on our way."

With a wave of his sleeve, the man removed the hidden restriction of heaven and earth, and returned the small world he cut out to the big world.

The demon fox gradually returned to its human form, struggled to get up, and staggered behind the man.

The woman in palace clothes looked forlorn.

A difference of one tail makes a world of difference.

In the past, it was enough to stand out from its peers, but now it is incomparable.

But it has no intention of revenge.

For them, who are born and raised in this world, Master Bai's joy and anger are the majesty of heaven.

In the cliff cave, the boy in green wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with lingering fear: "It's too scary, it's too scary..."

The girl in pink skirt was ignorant and asked, "Is that senior lady very powerful?"

The boy in green jumped to his feet and cursed: "Silly girl, you are really stupid. At least the fox demon in the ninth realm is not scary, what else is scary? Besides, a maid is so powerful, isn't the man who becomes the boss of the fox demon even more perverted?!"

The girl in pink skirt said weakly: "Our master is not as powerful as us."

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing.

The kid in green's eyes lit up, "Huh? That's right."

The boy in green laughed loudly, then coughed a few times, and said angrily: "I lost my temper, I lost my temper, I made the master laugh. No one can make mistakes without being a sage. Let this flaw go away with the wind and forget it." Forget it all.”

Chen Ping'an continued to read, but he couldn't calm down, so he had to put away the Confucian classic. After thinking about it, he found the prescriptions of the young Taoist priest surnamed Lu. They were all written in square and regular small letters, and then I picked up a thinner branch and squatted on the snowy ground at the entrance of the cliff cave to copy and write. In order to prevent the prescription from getting wet with snowflakes, I had to carefully protect it. I could only read and write each word.

The boy in green clothes who had lost face tonight shouted to sleep, while the girl in pink skirt bypassed Chen Pingan and continued to build the snowman to perfection.

At the end of the last prescription, Taoist priest surnamed Lu took out a sapphire seal from his sleeve and stamped it on the paper, so there were four words in the vermilion seal, "Lu Chen's Order."

Tonight when practicing calligraphy, Chen Pingan copied it from beginning to end, not even missing the last four seals.

Chen Ping'an, who was on the other side of the cliff cave, meticulously wrote the word "Lu Chen" with branches.

At the bottom of the cliff, which was already very far away, the man followed by the woman in palace clothes suddenly turned his head.

When Chen Pingan finally finished writing the word "imperial order".

In an instant, it was as if the world was turned upside down.

The man remained motionless, his expression solemn. But the woman in palace clothes was so frightened that she could hardly stand still.

The fox demon was uneasy, and an almost instinctive fear penetrated his body. He subconsciously approached the man and shouted softly: "Master Bai?"

The man withdrew his gaze and walked forward, "It's okay, it's just a matter of keeping in mind the well's water."

Who is the water from a small well and who is the water from a mighty river?

God knows.