Sword of Coming

The young Taoist who came back again, the guy who made many young women in the small town miss him, started to set up a stall in the original location again, but now the town is bustling with people, and there are people from the same Taoist business who are robbing the business next door. Wearing a brand new Taoist robe, he is seventy years old, but his face is rosy and he is very spiritual.

The old Taoist sat behind a big table, and a sense of divine energy came to him. On the table was a large, shiny bamboo stick, which contained neatly trimmed and beautiful bamboo sticks. A luxurious silk stick was inserted beside the table. The cloth banner has a couplet written on it, "Knowing the yin and yang, dawn and eight trigrams, knowing the heaven, civilization and geography, it's just a matter of a lot; it can destroy wealth and eliminate disasters, and it can accumulate merit, just a few pennies."

The business of this fortune-telling stall is booming, and there is an endless stream of people in the town asking for fortune-telling fortunes. They all say that it is efficacious, and it is spread from ten to ten. In addition, the fortune teller who is new to the stall has made a good fortune. Now Longquan County has witnessed it with his own eyes. After hearing what he heard, he was convinced that there really was a god in the world, so he became more sincere and said that it was only a few pennies for a lot, but no matter how poor he was, he was willing to take out a lot of copper coins to enjoy the joy of the old god.

The young Taoist's stall was deserted and crowded. It was truly a crowded stall. When the stall was set up, a yellow bird flew over from a distance and then circled away. The young Taoist was a little sad and looked pitifully at some young girls. They were all familiar faces that they had chatted with in the past. However, those girls who came after hearing the news mostly gathered together in twos and threes, whispering and deliberately watching. The handsome Taoist's embarrassment only made him happier.

This made the young Taoist a little sad. In the end, he was bored. Seeing that there were no people asking for fortune-telling at the stall next door, he just shamelessly sat on a stool. Although the old Taoist looked upright and looked straight, he actually felt quite weak. , Fist is afraid of young people, if you really want to take action for business, your old arms and legs can't stand the three or two punches of this young man in front of you. The old Taoist fortune teller has learned some superficial skills, and he is just talking. He is very good at actually fighting with his hands and kneeling down to beg for mercy.

The young Taoist with the lotus crown on his head sat down, smiled and said nothing.

The old Taoist glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a lotus crown that he had never seen before. Apart from a few large Taoist temples in their Aquarius Continent and the southeastern continent, almost all the Taoist priests on the mountain and down the mountain were Fish tail crown, this is not allowed to be messed up. It involves a major matter involving the orthodoxy of a religion. Who dares to wear it indiscriminately? Without the Taoist temple coming forward, he would be arrested by the government and put in jail.

The veteran Taoist is determined in his heart. In all likelihood, he is a young boy who doesn't even understand the rules of entry. He heard some superficial rituals and got himself to wear such a nondescript Taoist crown. He may be complacent and feel that he stands out from the crowd. Unconventional. The old Taoist calculated the distance between the stall and the county government office and felt that he was sure of victory. His aura suddenly changed, his eyes flashed, and he instantly regained his demeanor as an outsider. He stared blankly at the good-looking young Taoist. Very good at bluffing people.

As expected, the young Taoist showed an uneasy expression, "Old Immortal, could it be that just by looking at his face, you realized that this trip on the trail was not going well?"

Damn, I met someone who is heartless. This is good, but it would be unsightly if he were just a stupid young man. With his sharp tongue and three sentences, he was able to win over this junior who had just entered the industry.

The old Taoist was secretly happy, wondering if the business at the stall next door to you would be successful?

The old Taoist pretended to be profound and said, "For the sake of you being a junior, let me draw a lot. I will not charge you any copper coins, and I will help you tell your fortune for free."

The young Taoist chuckled and said: "Why bother bothering the old immortal? I just came here to chat. A chance encounter is also fate..."

The young Taoist said polite words, but he had already bent forward and reached out to grab a bamboo stick.

The old Taoist raised his eyebrows and put his hand on the bamboo stick. The young Taoist retracted his hand angrily, waved it gently, and said with a smile: "Haha, Xiaodao saw that the old immortal's bamboo stick was stained with some dust, so he wanted to help brush it. go."

The old Taoist priest smiled softly, and it was obvious that he wanted to thank the guests without closing the door.

Because not far away, a woman and a child were rushing to the stall, and business came to the door. The old Taoist had no time to waste his time with a crappy colleague.

The young Taoist had no choice but to stand up obediently, return to his stall, hold the back of his head with his hands, lean back, and look at the blue sky.

Further away, a middle-aged man came slowly with a long-browed young man. Before the young man came, he only heard his ancestors say that he was "the master of his lineage." Even though the elder Xie's eyebrows were far more ambitious than ordinary people, he still I kept beating in my heart, just thinking that he must be an old immortal with white hair and soaring in the clouds. Maybe there are spiritual creatures following him, either a crane or a dragon. In short, he must be a big shot with immortal energy in the sky.

But when Changmei'er saw the half-familiar face, he was immediately confused.

The young Taoist is no stranger to the people in the small town. He can tell fortunes for woodcutters and kiln workers, read palms for girls and women, and help people write family letters. He can do anything, including weddings and weddings where he can eat and drink. It's not ambiguous, it's nothing more than helping to recite a few auspicious words, and then start eating big bowls of meat and drinking wine. Compared with the young and strong men who go up and down the mountains and rivers, they are no worse than the young and strong men. It can make people feel distressed about the food money.

The long-browed mother, the well-educated and sensible wife of the Xie family, once brought the young man to have his fortune told. She took out a fortune teller, signed a fortune-teller, and said a lot of flattering words, which made her very happy. He turned his head to wipe away his tears, but the young Taoist went one step further and said he wanted to show his mother her palm, with a sly smile on his face. Chang Meier was so angry that he took his mother home on the spot, thinking how could he be so shameless? After Se embryo led his mother away, the young man turned around and glared at the young Taoist.

Just when Xie Shi was about to salute respectfully, the young Taoist shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand and pressed twice, signaling Xie Shi to sit down. Xie Shi sat on the bench obediently. The long-browed boy swallowed his saliva and stood before Beside him, his head was lowered, and his mind was in a state of mush.

The old Taoist glanced sideways and saw that someone was going to the stall next door. He almost rolled his eyes. There were still people blindly looking for the fortune-telling of the hairless young man? What is it but the waste of copper coins?

Xie Shi didn't know how to speak. The Taoist Master of Yizhou, who already had the title of Tianjun in his pocket, couldn't sit still.

The young Taoist ignored Xie Shi, raised his head slightly to look at the long-browed man who lowered his head, and joked: "I didn't lie to you back then, did I? The one you got was signed, it's genuine, and you're innocent."

The young man didn't know why he wanted to kneel down and kowtow, but he couldn't kneel down no matter what.

The young Taoist who called himself Lu Ming Shen on Chen Pingan's side smiled and said: "Don't be so nervous. You didn't do anything wrong back then. You were so guilty that it makes no sense. Why, just because you are higher than your ancestors, you Do you feel that you are wrong? Then you will have a lot of sorrow in your life. The further you go up the mountain, the more people you see, the more you feel that you are wrong. Why bother? You wasted a poor fortune."

Xie Shi was a little annoyed when he used to be a smart and sensible child in front of him, but he showed timidity at the critical moment. This made Xie Shi a little annoyed, but just when he was about to reprimand him, he was glared at by the young Taoist, and Xie Shi was so frightened that he became silent and shut up. .

Xie Shi smiled bitterly in his heart, it turned out that he was not much better than a person with long eyebrows.

Lu Chen chuckled and said, "You really don't want to stay with me to carve?"

Xie Shi sat upright, took a deep breath, used his magical power to straighten his mind, and was no longer as timid as before, and replied: "Being under the shade of a big tree is both a blessing and a bad thing. It is difficult to grow a second tall tree." Tree."

Lu Chen nodded and said, "Correct solution."

Then Lu Chen rubbed his chin and said with a smile: "I can go back and tell my master this sentence, so that he can stop nagging me about the lack of talent as an apprentice. The master is at least half wrong."

Xie Shi's finally calm mood suddenly became a mess, and he said nothing with a grimace.

I still want Tianjun, but I’m afraid I can’t even keep the name of a real person, right?

Of course my master will not be angry about this, but who doesn't know that my master's second senior brother has an unpredictable temper...

If that person gets angry, who can bear it?

Lu Chen waved to the long-browed boy, "Come here, help Pindao look after the stalls. Pindao can just walk around and meet acquaintances."

How dare Changmei'er occupy the magpie's nest and really sit in that position, refusing to move even to death.

Xie Shi was relieved. He was really afraid that Changmei'er would stupidly sit down.

Lu Chen didn't take it seriously and told Xie Shi, who stood up quickly: "The other Pindao people are gone. Say hello to them and tell them not to be so hot-tempered. Pindao is not in a good mood lately. He's afraid of... Sometimes I can't hold back, haha... Also, if Pindao wants to see your descendants in the future, you won't have to go to any trouble to bring them over. He will just be hiding in the blessed land below, and Pindao can also see him, right? , so it won’t be the same next time.”

Xie Shi lowered his voice, nodded and said: "I will obey the law!"

Lu Chen coughed and asked with a smile: "Where is this child's mother? Why didn't she come for something? She didn't even have time to read her palm last time."

It was the first time I saw Xie Shi, the "master of this lineage", and I couldn't say a word.

Those rumors secretly circulated among many heavenly kings and great masters, it turns out that they are all lies!

Changmei'er was completely sluggish.

Lu Chen left in a swagger. When he passed the stall next door, he said with envy on his face: "The old immortal is really busy."

The old Taoist priest nodded slightly and smiled, but he cursed in his heart and said, "Get out of here!"

Lu Chen wandered all the way and finally entered the Mud Bottle Alley. When he passed the ancestral house of the Cao family, the door was closed tightly. Cao Xi, the Land Sword Immortal of Posuzhou, bowed silently in the house, and the flaming red fox lay on the ground, making a pious gesture of prostrating himself, whispering. trembling.

Lu Chen was indifferent to this and walked straight to a courtyard, jumping around and looking at the scene in the courtyard.

The girl who was sitting in the yard next door basking in the sun stood up and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Lu Chen shifted his gaze, pointed at his nose, and laughed loudly: "Girl, don't you recognize Pindao? I stayed here last year and we know each other. Besides, you and your young master are still in Pindao." There was a fortune telling at the stall, don’t you remember?”

The girl pretended to think about it carefully, then shook her head and said, "I don't remember!"

Lu Chen walked outside the courtyard wall next to Chen Pingan, stood on tiptoes on the top of the wall, and sniffed vigorously, "The girl is cooking, it smells delicious. Even a poor man can smell the fragrance of the rice here."

Zhigui still looked innocent and shook his head: "No."

Lu Chen smiled, tilted his head slightly, reached out and tapped the girl, "I have a sharp nose, girl, you can't fool anyone."

The girl yelled, went to the kitchen, and took out all the firewood from the earthen stove. The originally hot earthen stove for cooking rice was immediately turned off and turned into a pot of raw rice.

The girl walked to the kitchen door, clapped her hands and asked, "What now?"

Lu Chen stretched out his thumb and said, "You're so cruel!"

The girl didn't take it seriously at all and asked: "Are you looking for Chen Ping'an? What's the matter? I can help you pass on the message."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "I just need to find him myself. I don't dare to trouble the girl, otherwise I am afraid that my stall will not be able to open tomorrow."

Zhigui said: "Tell me, I know Chen Pingan very well."

After saying this, she pointed to the word "Fu" posted on the door of the house, "Look, it's exactly the same as his house. Chen Pingan gave it to me."

Little girl, if you don’t tell lies with open eyes like you, you really are a poor person who doesn’t know how to calculate.

Lu Chen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He really didn't know how Qi Jingchun could stand this girl and was willing to protect her in every possible way.

Lu Chen sighed, "Actually, Pindao is not looking for Chen Ping'an today. He is looking for you, Wang Zhu."

Zhigui looked at the young Taoist expressionlessly, "Although my young master is not in the town for the time being, if you dare to bully me, Chen Pingan will help me avenge you later. Also, I know Qi Jingchun, he is a Confucian saint, so I am not afraid. He died and suddenly came back to life and beat you to death?"

Lu Chen stretched out his hands, rubbed his cheeks, and said helplessly: "Not to mention whether Chen Pingan will help you avenge him, Qi Jingchun is dead if he dies, and he will not come back to life."

Zhigui raised his eyebrows lightly.

Like a willow leaning forward, it is blown by the spring breeze.

Lu Chen put his hands on the wall again and said with a smile: "Wang Zhu, Pindao has an opportunity that he wants to give to you. Do you dare to accept it?"

The two blue Taoist robe sleeves were so softly spread on the yellow mud courtyard wall.

Like a dragon crouching and a tiger perched.

Zhigui crossed his arms across his chest, as if to protect himself, and sneered: "You are a pervert, a scoundrel, a slut, and a libertine!"

Lu Chen put away his hands and laughed heartily.

Thinking back to those days, there were thousands of real dragons in the world. After giving rewards based on their merits, they were responsible for controlling all the lakes and rivers in the world. Among them was the most famous female dragon. Her status was considered to be indescribable, and she was so infatuated with her. ? How heartless do you think you are in the eyes of the world?

The young Taoist almost burst into tears from laughter.

No matter how big the road is, it cannot accommodate the love between children.

I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals. There are them in books and mountains, but not on top of mountains.

Lu Chen looked at the girl in front of him who should not have appeared in the world, and remembered that he had personally asked his master why the Skynet was so sparse but there was a Lizhu Cave Sky.

The old man only smiled and said a few words.

"The crux is the lack of omissions. Following the laws of heaven is no longer enough to stand up, so it collapses."

"The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, if a person escapes one of them, everything will happen in his life."

At that time, the old man squatted beside the pond with lotus flowers in the sky, picked up a handful of water, sprinkled it on a slightly tilted lotus leaf, sprinkled it on a high place, followed the trend, gradually divided the water, and finally returned to the pond water.

Then the old man raised a palm high towards Lu Chen. It turned out that there was still a drop of water in the palm of his hand. When the palm was crooked, the water droplets began to flow slowly along the subtle lines of the palm, crookedly, and constantly branching. After each pause, Changing direction means walking on a different road. If you replace that inconspicuous drop of water with someone walking in the long river of time, it means becoming a different person.

With just one thought and one step, there are three religions and hundreds of schools of thought, generals, ministers, ministers, traffickers and pawns.

Lu Chen put away his thoughts. The young Taoist outside the courtyard wall smiled at the girl inside the courtyard wall, "You have to take the opportunity that the poor Taoist gives you, even if you don't want it."

The girl sneered: "Do you know who I am?"

Lu Chen asked, "Do you know who I am?"

Zhigui's face was gloomy, "How can you bear this as a stinky Taoist priest?"

Lu Chen smiled and said: "The poor Taoist's common name is Lu Chen, which is enough to explain everything."

Zhigui really didn't understand this time, "What did you say?"

Lu Chen returned to his normal expression, lay on the wall, and said with a smile: "Girl, do you want me to let Pindao read my palm? When will I get married, will I have a son soon, and will I be a good wife? Pindao can tell."

Zhigui blinked and asked, "Can I just eat? No palm reading?"

Lu Chen turned over the wall, snapped his fingers, "hit!"

Zhigui asked again: "Do you mind if you eat some raw rice?"

"Mind you, I'll just light up the stove." The young Taoist rolled his eyes, walked into the stove calmly, started to add more firewood, picked up the fire blower, puffed up his cheeks and started blowing hard.

Zhigui stood at the door of the kitchen, wanting to hit the young Taoist on the head with a broom.

In a sword furnace in the blacksmith shop, Ruan Qiong's blacksmithing action did not stop, and the momentum was even more astonishing than before. Sparks flew out again and again, and the huge room was brilliant and brilliant. The sparks were densely packed and clustered together. The sparks continued to accumulate. It has not dissipated at all, let alone flowed outside the house, leaving almost no place to stand in the house.

But today, not only Ruan Xiu entered the house, but also Wei Bo. The space was limited, and one person and one mountain god could only stand side by side. Ruan Xiu held an unsheathed long sword in his hand, and the blade was not sharp. It didn't look like anything. It is not conspicuous, and in the eyes of the middle and fifth realm sword cultivators, it may be nothing more than a brand new sword stick.

Ruan Qiong was pounding, and turned to Wei Bo and said solemnly: "Please send Xiuxiu to Luolu Mountain. Senior Yang has also concealed the secret, so there should be no accidents."

Ruan Qiong then told Ruan Xiu: "When you arrive at Luopo Mountain and send the sword to you, don't say anything. Just ask him to follow Wei Bo to Niujiao Mountain and take the 'ferry' to the south. This The sword will not show the slightest prowess before being struck by the Dragon-Slaying Platform, but if it encounters a big demon, it will still reveal its flaws, so let the boy named Chen go south. Don't seek death on your own, follow those individuals. If you don't deal with the great demon Shanze, with his current martial arts level, as long as he doesn't seek death, he has a chance of making it to Xuanxuan Mountain alive."

Wei Bo thought more carefully, "I still have a thick locust branch on hand. When I get to Luolu Mountain, I can help Chen Pingan make two scabbards for him on the way to Baofu Zhai in Niujiao Mountain."

Ruan Qiong stopped talking.

Wei Bo smiled knowingly, "Don't worry, I've used a blinding method on that sword-raising gourd. Generally, only ten-level qi practitioners can see through it, so it's not a big problem."

Ruan Qiong continued to work hard, striking iron like thunder.

The military sage had long been angry and wanted that little brat to pack up and get out.

Wei Bo didn't dare to ask for help this time. He not only chanted silently in his heart, but also made secrets with his fingers to quietly move the fortune of the mountains and rivers within his jurisdiction.

The two soon appeared on the second floor of Luoluosangzhulou.

Chen Pingan, who had received the news in advance, had already prepared his luggage. Because he had Feijian Fifteen as a small item, he did not need to carry a backpack. He had to pack more lightly than any other time he went into the mountains. However, Chen Pingan was a little uncomfortable and held the bag in his hand. I am used to using a hatchet to cut through mountains and roads, but now I only have two light flying swords hidden inside. I am really not used to it.

Ruan Xiu presented the sword and said what her father told her. Finally, she handed over an embroidered bag and said with a smile: "Chen Pingan, this is a peach blossom cake for you."