Sword of Coming

Chen Ping'an holds the title of distinguished guest, but he is not a delicate person, so he does not need the two maids to really serve him. The girl Qiushi puts her mind on the outside, and every day she is like a well-informed retribution god, saying She didn't care whether Chen Ping'an liked to hear about the strange and interesting things that happened on the Kun ship recently. Anyway, the shabby boy from Dali was easy to talk to.

The girl was chattering, saying that someone at the gambling stall was betting on stones and found a rare jade containing rare chalcedony. After it was cut out, it would be fluorescent and dazzling, worth at least thirty thousand snowflake jade, and she would make a fortune.

At the weapons shop owned by Liu Mazi, I met two groups of high-rollers who spent a lot of money. They fell in love with the same spiritual weapon. Because of their anger, they started to compete with each other and the price kept rising. Finally, they boarded the ship from Dali Wutong Mountain Ferry. That guy was even more generous. A Fangtian painted halberd that originally cost eight thousand snowflake jade actually cost nearly twenty thousand snowflake jade. This made the girl both envious and distressed. How could anyone spend money so lavishly? He really thought it was money. It was blown by the strong wind.

There were also people who drank like crazy at Xinghuafang, howled loudly, and shouted a girl’s name heartbreakingly, making many nearby guests extremely noisy. In the end, they were dragged away by the steward of Xinghuafang, and they were all strong. I was beaten up, but I went back the next day. I didn't dare to complain, so I squatted on the street outside Xinghuafang and ate dry biscuits. I looked at the attic of the girl I liked. I had a lot of snot and tears, and I just happened to drink it. Eat together with dry biscuits.

He is a young monk from the Four Realms. It turned out that he was spending all his money and money to worry about his family. He fell in love with a beautiful and pure woman who looked like a white lotus. In the past two months, he spent his time there enjoying the love and romance. This is nothing. Rumor has it that the monk is still an infatuated person and has never touched Qing Guo'er's hand. He is indeed a gentleman.

Qiushi talks about these things incessantly and adds more fuel and jealousy, which is more exciting than a storyteller, but Chen Pingan has just heard of it.

Chen Ping'an is more interested not in the boat, but at his feet.

One day at dusk, as the Kun ship encountered strong winds and had to lower its channel height, Chen Pingan discovered that on a piece of land, fire was burning, smoke was everywhere, and smoke pillars were floating in the air, like individual trees in a field. Saplings, crooked. Chun Shui knew a lot of inside information about Aquarius Continent. He consulted the geographical map in the study and quickly came up with the answer. It turned out that it was a bloody battle involving the national destiny of both sides. The two dynasties had been at odds for generations. After hundreds of years of war, , finally made a desperate move, devoted all the efforts of the country, and dispatched a large number of Qi practitioners.

After this battle, the vitality of both sides must have been severely damaged. As a result, the entire northern area of ​​Aquarius Continent bounded by Guanhu Academy, except for the Gao family of the Sui Dynasty, which valued both civil and military affairs, could actually compete with the barbarians of the Song family of Dali. Hair is sparse.

Chun Shui looked at the devastated land and sighed softly: "If the battle is terrible, maybe there will be an ancient battlefield site in Aquarius Continent. In a few decades, when the Qi mechanism stabilizes, there should be Zhenwu Mountain or Zhenwu Mountain." It is the saints of Fengxue Temple who sit in it and it becomes a new military realm."

Chen Ping'an looked at the ground that shone brightly from time to time. During this period, even from the observation deck, there were gold and silver warriors the size of fingernails, fighting with giant beasts that burst out of the earth.

Chen Pingan guessed that the Qi practitioners with magical powers were fighting each other.

In addition, there are many scenery that makes Chen Pingan feel that his mind is blank.

A group of cranes screamed, slowly climbed up, emerged from the sea of ​​clouds, fluttered their wings and flew into the higher sea of ​​clouds, like a flowing picture scroll.

There are also wild geese flying south in formation, and there is another rolling cloud pillar, with lightning and thunder. The air-flying Qi practitioner hovers outside the cloud pillar, absorbs the thunder and lightning with a unique magic weapon, and pockets it. There was even a great qi practitioner riding a Qingluan, which was flying through the air at a speed much faster than the Kun boat. He was gone in a flash, with a precious light flowing all over his body.

Chen Ping'an heard that Kunzhou had a "letter shop" dedicated to sending messages with flying swords, which functioned like a human post station, so he wrote two letters and asked Qiushi to send them, because there was nothing secret in the letter, and the most important thing was to tell him People reported that they were safe and said some strange things they heard from Qiushi. It didn’t matter even if they were seen by others, but the price of the letter shop was really expensive. A letter sent to Longquan County in Dali would cost the gods on the mountain. The special ten-note snowflake jade coin sent to the Cliff Academy of the Great Sui Dynasty was even more expensive, costing twenty cents. Chen Ping'an was so frightened that he had to give up the idea of ​​handing a letter. The recipient of the letter in Great Li was Wei Bo, and the letter sent to the Cliff Academy of the Great Sui Dynasty was The messenger was Li Baoping, who asked the two of them to help deliver the message.

Chen Ping'an stood on the viewing platform. Under Chun Shui's guidance, he discovered that a small single-family building near the fence would have flashes of light from time to time. The stars were dotted and difficult to detect. Chun Shui smiled and patiently explained: "Rat has rat." Birds have their own paths, and the same is true for flying swords to convey messages. At a certain level in the sky, it is most suitable for flying swords to travel long distances with minimal resistance, so there are Qi practitioners who use this as the foundation of their lives. At this height, Work diligently to open up special passages. After the world's messenger flying swords are launched into the sky, they will go to this 'small path'. Disciples of larger sects all know this rule, so once Yufeng is far away If you swim, you will take the initiative to avoid it.”

Qiushi had just returned to the study, leaned against the threshold, and said with a smile: "It's not that there are stupid wild Qi practitioners who have just learned to fly in the sky. They just thought that the sky is high and the birds can fly, but they bumped into it. I was hit with a bruise and a swollen face, but I was lucky, but the unlucky one was pierced through the eyeballs and neck, fell from a high altitude, died on the spot, and turned into a puddle of mud. It's so pitiful."

Chen Ping'an asked a very layman's question, "Isn't there anyone in the world who has enough food to hold on and intercept the flying sword?"

Qiushi nodded and said: "Of course there is. There are many people who can't figure it out among Qi practitioners. It's just that Feijian's narrow path is commonly known as the 'Moire Trail', and there are specially Cloud Pattern monks who keep an eye on it." I just hope to make a fortune from this. I wish there would be a fool to cut the path. A few letter-sending flying swords are not worth a lot of money, but once the thief is caught, he can forcefully demand a sky-high compensation. The thief is a pauper. If so, just ask for it from the secular dynasty in his name. If it is a wild cultivator that has not been recorded in the archives and is penniless, then there is nothing you can do but admit defeat, and the loss will not be big anyway."

Speaking of this, Qiushi looked envious and said: "The Qi practitioners in charge of the cloud pattern trails are all fat and oily! Every time these guys board a ship for a long trip, the worst, the worst, they will live in medium-sized houses. .”

Chun Shui said softly: "Actually, the immortal families that have been passed down for thousands of years generally don't use flying swords to send messages. There are many mysterious techniques in the world that can make people chat as if they were face to face. For example, a pair of mother-and-son elm coins, you can use this technique to convey messages. After the Dharma is rubbed, if you speak again, the other elm coin placed elsewhere will automatically vibrate and make a sound, and the other party can hear it."

Chen Ping'an clicked his tongue in surprise.

Qiushi looked at Chen Ping'an who was listening carefully and thought, how could such a poor boy have a relationship with Dali Beiyue Zhengshen? How big a piece of shit do you have to step on?

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an is poor because he is short-sighted and asks more questions. He never pretends to be fat. On the contrary, Qiu Shi, who is simple in nature, feels that this is good. If he has no money, he still likes to show off. If he doesn't know anything, he doesn't know how to pretend. You know, that's pitiful and annoying.

After chatting too much, the two sisters would inevitably mention their hometown, Luzhou, Beiju.

There are many sword cultivators in Ju Luzhou, but there is not even one.

Sword cultivators have great killing power, so naturally there are many domineering people. To what extent can they be domineering? To give the simplest example, Posu Island is located in the south, and Baoping Island is located in the south, so they are commonly known as Nan Posuo and Dong Baoping. Both are distinct from each other. It is the northeast of the vast world, but it calls itself Beiju Luzhou. This makes Aaizhou, which is due north, only Aaizhou, even if the word "北" is missing.

Even Chunshui, who has a gentle temperament, will appear a little arrogant and complacent when talking about how things are in Ju Luzhou, but she doesn't even notice it. Of course, Qiushi is even more like this. She likes to talk about how "our" Beiju Luzhou is, and how your Aquarius Island is not so good. When she talks about these, the girl's eyes are shining and she is full of energy, like a proud little oriole. .

Then one day, Chen Pingan was finally ready to leave this Tianzihao house.

This made Chun Shui a little overjoyed, and Qiushi jumped up with joy, calling Mr. Chen repeatedly and bowing to him to thank him.

This made Chen Pingan feel a little guilty.

It turns out that there is a big news coming from Qiushi. Tonight, at the bow of the Kun boat, a banner of flowers and birds from the ancestors of Dajiu Mountain will be taken out, and the scene thousands of miles away can be seen from a distance. Chen Pingan was not too surprised by this, because on that windy and snowy night, the boy in green had brought out a water bowl, and in the water curtain, the sword-wielding figure of the fairy Su Jia could be clearly seen.

Chen Pingan did not go there to learn more, but had to go because the people and things about to be displayed on the flower and bird banners were all related to Chen Pingan.

Zhengyang Mountain and Fenglei Garden were about to engage in a life-and-death battle. The news came suddenly and without warning, catching the entire Aquarius Continent off guard.

And even if just a few words spread across the continent, it will already make people feel chilly.

Two of the top sword cultivator sects in Aquarius Continent, three generations of sword cultivators, old, middle and young, each sent out one person to catch each other and fight.

The young and handsome generation only distinguishes between victory and defeat, not life and death.

The backbone generation can decide victory or defeat, or life and death. It all depends on the wishes of both parties. But who doesn't know in Aquarius Continent that once people from the two factions meet outside the mountain gate, they may fight to the death. In this situation involving At the critical moment of the mountain gate's honor and disgrace, given the tempers of Zhengyang Mountain and Fengleiyuan, it is likely to determine life and death.

The oldest ancestors of the two sects are only divided into life and death!

Murderous.

As if before the sword was drawn, those watching the battle could smell the strong smell of blood.

The younger generation of sword cultivators in Zhengyang Mountain is none other than Fairy Su Jia, a genius who possesses a top-grade sword-raising gourd.

On the other side of Fenglei Garden, there is a direct disciple of the master of the garden. His reputation is not obvious. It can be said that he is unknown. He is not even as good as his junior brother Liu Baqiao. But such a pinnacle battle that attracts the attention of the entire continent, how can Fenglei Garden be a fool?

Chen Pingan took them downstairs to the bow of the ship.

The long banner of flowers and birds passed down from the ancestors of Dajiao Mountain has various lifelike colorful ink birds flying around on the scroll and making various sounds, crisp and ethereal. When the banner is fully stretched out, it hangs on the bow of the ship. High in the sky, it is five to six feet long and two feet wide. It is extremely huge when viewed up close. However, if you stay in a high-rise room and look at it from a distance, even if there are many Qi practitioners on the ferry, you can still see it clearly and you will still feel unsatisfied.

Furthermore, when a swordsman draws his sword, it is as fast as thunder, as subtle as a hair, and as powerful as thunder.

The subtle spirit contained in the way of swordsmanship is fleeting, so it is of course best to observe it up close.

So the locations were divided into three, six, and nine levels, three single-family houses. In the first row, not only were fruits and snacks prepared, but the ferry also paid a lot of money to hire some beautiful maids trained and cultivated by side gangs. As well as several popular oirans from Xinghuafang, it’s hard to say whether those three groups of people would be grateful.

After that, there are guests like Chen Ping'an in the Tianzi Room. If they are in a good mood, they can bring the maids in the house and go there alone, which is naturally more acceptable.

Because it is not allowed to use magical powers without authorization, and it is too shameful to be suspended in the air. Everyone wants to occupy a higher field of view, which will cause more chaos and may lead to trouble. Therefore, the ferry strictly prohibits guests from flying into the air. Not negotiable.

So most people were carrying chairs and stools, which was actually no different from people in the market joining in to watch the temple fair.

Chun Shui Qiushi was not very old, but he was familiar with this matter. With the consul helping to clear the way, he got to his seat unimpeded. The location was excellent.

The ordinary-looking boy in straw sandals suddenly attracted a lot of curious attention.

Could it be that he is the direct descendant of a rich man with a perverse temper who likes to pretend to be poor?

Otherwise, if you wear a pair of straw sandals, do you want to go to the fields to weed or plant rice?

There are three big red sandalwood chairs. There is a table between two chairs, and there is a small plate of Juluzhou specialty tea called Kuquetan. You don't need spring water to make tea, just chew the tea leaves raw. It will be slightly astringent in your mouth. It gradually became bitter, and after about half a stick of incense was boiled, it completely changed. It was far sweeter and clearer than tea, so it was jokingly called "half stick of incense tea".

The war had not yet begun, and the three of them had nothing to do. Chun Shui explained the benefits to Chen Pingan, who was chewing tea leaves.

It turns out that this tea can clear the liver and improve eyesight, and it is the favorite of the wealthy and powerful families in Sanzhou. The literary giants and scholars who are not short of money like to give this spiritual tea the most, so that in some dynasties and countries that advocate tea ceremony, this tea has promoted There is a trend of elegant bribery, which is not just a few taels of bitter tongue, but a large box of gifts. When officials are demoted, friends see off, and even if they sell iron, they still have to collect some bitter tongue, which can be regarded as a gift. The beautiful meaning of "after all the hardship comes happiness".

In addition, there are all kinds of exquisite pastries and spiritual fruits, which are expensive, but they are much inferior to the hard-to-find Kuquetongue.

The connection between the mountains and the mountains is much closer than Chen Ping'an imagined. There may be a natural chasm between the two, but there are bridges above and all kinds of courtesy exchanges, all of which are huge profits.

Chen Ping'an listened to Chun Shui's words while observing the surroundings quietly. The most important thing was the three groups of guests in front of him. There was no doubt that they were rich people among the gods on the mountain.

The ferry comes from Juluzhou. Although there is a possibility of going back and forth for business, most of them are natives of Juluzhou, because almost even children are like this, but the long sword is replaced by a short sword.

However, regardless of whether women, children, old or young, as long as they wear swords, they are not fancy. There are almost no unnecessary decorations. The scabbard is not inlaid with rare treasures, and there is no gorgeous sword tassel.

Directly in front of Chen Ping'an was a large family. A very tall woman sat in the main seat with high cheekbones. Her appearance was definitely not beautiful, but she had an imposing manner. She habitually pursed her lips and liked to squint her eyes. people.

Next to her is an elegant man who is diligent in running errands. He has a handsome appearance and a face like a crown jewel. But whenever he talks to the woman, his face is full of smiles and his back is bent. He does not look like the head of the family. The seat can't deceive anyone, but it looks more like a pretty boy kept privately by a slutty lady.

He was holding a four or five-year-old child in his arms. He looked like a man, and was very cute, but his demeanor was completely like a woman's, which was not so cute.

An old woman with gray hair and chicken skin is the family's nun. She is accompanied by a pretty maid. She has the same temperament as the old woman, very cold.

There was also a tall, muscular middle-aged man sitting on the chair to the left of the woman. He occasionally turned his head and looked at the attentive man, with a trace of sarcasm leaking from the corner of his mouth. If he looked at her, instead of concealing his contempt, the man would open his mouth openly, and the man who was the head of the family would actually nod and laugh along with him.

Chen Pingan took the opportunity to appreciate the painting and took in all the details.

Qiushi couldn't help but stare blankly for a few more times, and soon her arm was twisted by Chun Shui. Unexpectedly, the tall man leaned back, turned his head, and grinned with a smile, revealing a snow-white mouth. The teeth were so frightened that Qiushi quickly lowered her head, not even daring to breathe.

After the man turned back, Chun Shui was so angry that he stepped on Qiushi hard, causing the latter to gasp and look at her sister with a sad face.

On the far left, an old man in a scholar's shirt sat alone, wearing an old mink hat. He took off his boots and sat cross-legged, huddled in a large chair, which looked a little funny.

On the right, there are two young swordsmen, one male and one female. They look young, in their early twenties. As for their true age, it is difficult to say.

The young man held his sword across his knees and patted the scabbard lightly.

In addition to the long sword hanging on the woman's hair, there is no hairpin inserted in her bun. Instead, she has a small sword without an edge. It is just a small sword with a snow-white bead the size of a soybean hanging from the hilt, shining brightly and brightly.

Is this an obvious statement to the world that I possess a rare treasure?

I'm afraid this is the boldness of a skilled person. Chen Ping'an can only explain it this way.

In short, none of the three groups of people occupying the best positions at the front seemed easy to offend.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, held his breath, and looked at the scroll intently.

Zhengyang Mountain, the ape who protects the mountain and moves the mountain. One of the enemies.

And he is the kind of big enemy who must take revenge.

Liu Baqiao from Fengleiyuan is also an old acquaintance. It seems that she just fell in love with the fairy Su Jia from Zhengyang Mountain. At that time, Miss Ning also asked a question that embarrassed Liu Baqiao.

Chen Ping'an was sitting on the chair, suddenly remembered something, and asked Chun Shui Qiu Shi to eat the bitter tongue tea leaves.

But this time, even Qiushi shook her head vigorously.

Chun Shui quietly pointed at Deacon Kun Chuan who was standing outside in front. Chen Pingan understood clearly and asked, "Can I take some back? Or can I just sit here and have tea?"

Chun Shui's pretty face was slightly red, and she said timidly: "Master, you can take it away, but no one seems to have done this."

Chen Pingan grinned generously, grabbed one or two taels of tea leaves and put them into his sleeve pocket, slightly raising his voice, "With such good tea leaves, I have to go back to the house, chew them slowly, and have a good meal."

Chen Pingan quietly waited for the battle to come.

But at this moment, in his heart, a half-baked voice sounded softly and called him, "Chen Pingan."

Chen Ping'an subconsciously wanted to look around, but he quickly restrained the urge. With his excellent memory, he quickly remembered someone.

When he saw her for the first time in his hometown, Qingniubei, Chen Pingan felt that she and a companion beside her were like a pair of gods, a golden boy and a beautiful girl, walking out of a painting.

Her name should be He Xiaoliang.

This Taoist nun fairy is said to be the most famous Taoist nun in the Shen Gao Sect. She is also the fairy that the boy in green admires the most. He likes her even more than Su Jia. She once said something half-joking and half-sincere. If she had the chance, she would touch him. As soon as he touched Fairy He's hand, he would live for hundreds of years without hesitation.

The voice continued to ring softly in Chen Ping'an's heart, "Can you come back now? I have something to discuss. There are usually many people and I can only take this opportunity to chat with you."

Chen Pingan weighed the pros and cons, glanced at the vermilion wine gourd on his waist, and said silently in his heart: "Okay."

Chen Ping'an got up and told Chun Shui that he wanted to go back to his room and he would go back as soon as he went.

Chun Shui wanted to help lead the way, but Chen Pingan smiled and said no, there is no way he could go wrong in such a short journey.

Chen Pingan took the key from her hand and left the crowd silently.

Stools and chairs, huge crowds of people.

At the end, stood a down-and-out Taoist priest with a mahogany sword on his back. He really didn't have the energy to fight for territory, and he had a shy personality that was indifferent to the world. He stood blankly at the end, helpless. He also held a stool in his hand, but But he found that the stacks of benches and chairs were full of spectators, and there were also children riding on their shoulders. Even if he stood on the bench, how could he see the slightest bit of the painting?

He was only able to reach the third realm, and he was far from reaching the so-called "inhaling wind, drinking dew, and not eating grains" in the middle and fifth realms. The Kun boat sailed south from Juluzhou across the continent. The journey was so long that it was difficult to get off the ship. Only Zhong Only the Cave Realm Qi Practitioners in the fifth realm can begin to barely control the wind. If you want to jump off the Kun boat and land with ease and control the wind, I am afraid that ordinary sea-viewing realms cannot do it. Only the eighth realm Longmen Only a great monk in this realm can not be restrained by heaven and earth, and can truly ride the wind.

The reason why he was so embarrassed on this ferry trip south was because of an accident. First, he was hot-headed and bought two talismans, which were very expensive for him. Second, he finally relied on a dangerous situation. He wanted to sell an orb that he got from a fight to kill demons at a fair price, but he never thought that the price could not be negotiated on Kun's boat. The shop was willing to buy it, but the price was too low. The young Taoist priest originally wanted to rely on this Income, demolish the east wall to make up for the west wall, tide over the difficulties. If there is a slight surplus, maybe you can be rich for a while and live in a medium-sized house.

It’s really not as good as God’s calculations.

Copper coins can hardly kill a heroic man, not to mention that he is not even a hero, he is just a poor guy who only wants to slay demons, but it backfires.

How could the real "Zhang Family Celestial Master" accept money and agree to catch monsters, only to end up ruining a well-to-do family?

The last two surviving children of that family were simple and ignorant. It was not his fault for his lack of ability, but the young Taoist would blame himself.

When he thought of this, the young Taoist with red eyes put down his stool and sat there with his hands on his knees. The young man carrying a peach wood sword was a little confused. Suddenly, I felt that I had given up on the imperial examination and devoted myself to visiting immortals and asking questions. Finally, I became a teacher and learned skills. I rushed down the mountain excitedly before I had mastered my skills, thinking about slaying the demons. Wasn't it wrong from the beginning?

Thinking of the real sadness, the guilt-ridden young Taoist's eyes turned red, he raised a hand, clenched his fist and lightly beat his heart, as if this would make him feel better.

Then he suddenly found a hand in front of him, with a piece of exquisite jade pendant engraved with "Dajiao Mountain Tianzi" spread out on it. He raised his eyes and saw the face of a dark-skinned but upright young man. The man smiled. Said: "I live in the Tianzi room. If you really want to go in and look at the scrolls, I can lend it to you. After you get to the second row, just go to the girl named Chun Shui Qiushi and say... you They are Chen Ping'an's friends, they can easily recognize them because they are sisters and they look alike."

The young Taoist opened his mouth and remained silent.

Chen Pingan stuffed the jade pendant into his arms, turned around and trotted away. He turned around and said with a smile: "After you sit down over there, remember to return it to me."

Chen Ping'an thought as he ran, this young Taoist priest was too upset. He just couldn't see the long picture of flowers and birds clearly. Is he so sad and hurting his lungs? Chen Ping'an, who happened to be passing by earlier, was stunned for a moment. For such a big man, he actually wiped away tears. Could it be that he was also an admirer of Fairy Su Jia like Liu Baqiao and the boy in Tsing Yi?

But these are not the real reasons why Chen Pingan handed over the jade pendant.

Chen Ping'an just remembered that when he was five years old, that winter dusk, he walked through the Mud Bottle Alley where every door was closed over and over again, crying secretly the same way.

Anyway, everyone was on the ferry. This Taoist priest, who was even poorer than himself, couldn't escape no matter what. He even took a step back and said that even if he really lost a piece of jade pendant, the worst thing would be that it would be recorded in Wei Bo's account for the time being. He would come back next time. Just return the money to Wei Bo. I believe Dajiao Mountain has already given such a great favor, so he shouldn't mind giving more.

If it doesn't work out, he, Chen Ping'an, is rich in Fang Cunwu's "15th Five-Year Plan"!

In the study room of the house where Chen Pingan lives temporarily, there is a young woman wearing a loose robe, sitting behind the table, gently turning over pages of paper filled with regular script.

Very beautiful face.

The Taoist nun held her chin in one hand and turned over the paper with the other, looking lazy.

The woman at this time was probably the one who most attracted the attention of the Wei and Jin Dynasties in Fengxue Temple. It was the youngest swordsman in Aquarius Continent who drank pots of fine wine and pots of strong liquor, but was still unable to relieve his worries. The sorrow becomes even more sorrowful, so much so that a dashing swordsman who has traveled all over the world and seen all the mountains and rivers is heartbroken.