Sword of Coming

The demon who looked like a girl had a gloomy expression on his face, "Song Yushao, are you determined to have a fight with me today?"

The old man in black took out an old almanac from his arms, opened a page, put his finger on a place, and said silently: "It is better to fast, and it is better to seek wealth."

The old man put away the old almanac, held the ancient bronze sword, put it in its sheath, stretched out his hand to the girl and said, "I will allow you to lose money and eliminate disaster."

The girl knew very well the rules of the old geek in front of her. Without saying a word, she took out a yellow jade copper coin from her sleeve. On the front, it was engraved with "Out of plum blossoms and into ambush", and on the reverse it was engraved with "Thunder and thunder at the top of the sky". This kind of jade money, like the snow money, is the currency used by the gods on the mountain to do business. The jade money in the girl's hand is nicknamed "Xiaoshu money". Compared with the snow money, its value is just like the money in the market. There is a big difference between copper coins and silver coins.

She gently threw the little summer coin to the old man in black. Instead of saying harsh words, she smiled like a flower and said: "We don't know each other until we fight. I hope that I will visit Jianshui Villa in the future, and the old owner of the village will not refuse anyone." a long distance away."

The old man in black had no expression on his face, put away the Xiaoshu money, and allowed the girl to turn into a thick black smoke, slowly drifting away from the temple.

The kendo master named Song Yushao flicked his fingers, and wisps of breeze were like arrows, hitting several acupoints in the heart of the bearded man and the young Taoist priest respectively. Originally, the two of them were plotted by the female devil and were killed. By tapping the acupuncture points to immobilize the body, he could neither speak nor move his body. As time went by, he would be able to break through the restrictions on his own. However, if the old man did not appear, he would still have to rely on Chen Ping'an alone to fight against the enemy for a short period of time.

This was the first time that Zhang Shanfeng had tasted the acupuncture techniques of martial arts masters. He gasped for air immediately after regaining his freedom and was still feeling a little unwell.

Xu Yuanxia was a pure martial artist with excellent martial arts skills. This time her boat capsized in the ditch, she could not help but blush. She cupped her fists at the old man and said, "Thank you Sword Master Song for your generous help!"

The old man in black had an eccentric temper, so he turned a deaf ear and walked straight to the fire, sat cross-legged, with the sword across his knees, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Xu Yuanxia lowered her voice and gave Zhang Shanfeng and Chen Pingan a general introduction to the world.

In the central area of ​​Aquarius Continent, especially in the dozens of countries near Caiyi Kingdom, there are four swordsman masters who are famous. There is a sword god in Caiyi Kingdom who has already retired from the world and has lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for more than thirty years. He is known as The skill of swordsmanship leads to the gods, and the sword can burn the sun. However, a shocking bad news recently came out. The old sword god died in revenge from his enemies, which caused a storm in the surrounding world and made people's hearts fluctuate.

Then there is the old man in black in front of him. He is the old owner of Jianshui Villa in Shushui Kingdom. He has an eccentric temperament and is one generation later than the Sword God of Caiyi Kingdom. He has the reputation of sword master, wears a sword of iron water, and founded Jianshui. The Villa is the largest Jianghu sect in Shushui Kingdom. The current owner of the Villa is the eldest grandson of Song Yushao. His swordsmanship is equally impressive.

In the ancient Yu Kingdom, a famous sword master emerged. He was extremely lethal and had extremely poor martial ethics. He was a wandering immortal who had no fixed abode. He did not create a sect and lived alone. Rumor has it that with the ancient Yu Kingdom The emperor has a good relationship and wears a sword with a green pearl.

There is also the youngest rising star in Songxi Kingdom, who calls himself the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal.

These four masters of swordsmanship are like stars, shining brightly in the skies over the rivers and lakes of dozens of countries including Caiyi Kingdom. Even the Immortal Family on the mountain dare not look down upon them.

The old man in black suddenly opened his eyes and sneered: "Sneaky, show yourself to me!"

The old man, who was revered as the "Sword Master", unsheathed his long sword and slashed towards the temple altar. A large dazzling clear sword energy suddenly rose up, completely destroying the already dilapidated altar. It shattered with a bang, revealing a delicate and thin girl from behind. Regardless, she held her little head in her hands, as if no one could see her.

When another strange girl appeared, Zhang Shanfeng's string of demon bells trembled slightly.

The fairies, monsters, ghosts and ghosts in the world, and the methods of cultivation are almost all incorrect. As long as the Taoism is not deep and the realm is not high, there is often nowhere to hide under Ting Yao Ling. This is why Ting Yao Ling can become the second only to Bai Bai. Zetu's essential items for Qi practitioners are highly regarded. Before Xu Yuanxia reached the fourth level of martial arts, she also had a string of similar bells for self-defense and warning.

Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng paid more attention to the girl.

Chen Ping'an, who wanted to practice swordsmanship formally but had never been able to get in, was amazed by the old man's sword unsheathing. It seemed like an understatement, just a wave of his hand, but the sword energy was like a rainbow, and wherever it went, it was like a sword. It's like being hit by a waterfall, invincible.

Liu Chicheng became extremely silent after the demon girl took action. He always squatted by the bonfire without saying a word, stretching out his palms and lowering his head to warm himself.

"How can such a pure place of Buddhism be allowed to be defiled by little monsters like you?"

The old man in black had a cold face, and with a flick of his wrist, the bronze sword tip trembled slightly, and instantly a dazzling white light shot out from the sword tip, like the demon-binding rope of the mountain immortal master, twisting and twisting, and soon scattered in the air. Opened, it was like a majestic French net, covering the head of the timid girl who was judged to be a monster.

Chen Pingan calmly took in this picture and opened his eyes.

The sword energy that should be so meticulous can actually be controlled so skillfully and change in countless ways?

The old man holds the sword in one hand, and everything is at his fingertips!

Especially the calm demeanor fascinates Chen Ping'an the most.

The girl was first condensed and then dispersed by the sword energy and the big net fell on her body, making a squeaking sound. This made her roll on the ground in pain. This heart-wrenching burning has deeply hurt the soul of this mountain monster. Here, I think that when Chen Ping'an was in the down-and-out Shanzhulou, he was so miserable that he couldn't bear to die, let alone a little demon who has been practicing laxly and has lived in isolation from the world for hundreds of years.

After this catastrophe, the girl soon lost her human form. Most of her face revealed the look of a fox, and clumps of snow-white hair grew on the back of her hands and neck, giving off a faint smell of fox.

The weak snow-white fox fairy struggled on the ground and wailed, "I have never harmed anyone. I have never harmed anyone. I have only teased and frightened some scholars who stayed in the ancient temple. Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The old man in black seemed to have some knots in his heart. He held a long sword in his hand, the sword energy was brilliant, and the rainbow light bloomed. He said sternly: "A demon is a demon, and a demon is a demon. So what if you don't harm others today? When your moral practice reaches a high level, you will naturally slaughter innocent people. , take pleasure in this!”

The girl who turned most of her body into a white fox lay on the ground, dying and said: "I also rescued two scholars from that nun. For this reason, I also gave them many things that I had treasured for a long time, and then let them Let the scholars go, I won’t harm anyone, I never will in this life..."

The old man in black sneered: "You little fox fairy, it is not a pity to die! I dare say that if you kill a hundred demons with your sword, you will only be wronged at most!"

The young fox fairy was unable to defend herself. Her body was twitching, her clothes were torn, and she was covered in blood. Her pair of originally dark and extremely bright watery eyes had dimmed. However, when she was dying, the girl did not resent the old man's fierce attack. She just stared at the gate of the ancient temple, as if waiting for a poor scholar to come to visit, and then she could scare them again. If she succeeded, it would make her happy for several months.

Liu Chicheng slowly raised his head, the golden light flowing in his deep eyes, a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and a helpless sigh that he had seen in the world. He just felt that life would still be so boring after a thousand years.

Just when Liu Chicheng was about to stand up.

Chen Pingan stood up, gently bumped the sword box behind him, and suddenly asked: "Senior Song, what if this fox fairy happens to be the demon who was wrongly accused?"

The old man twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "That's just right. We can be sure that the ninety-nine heads before and the ninety-nine heads after that are definitely the evil spirits causing harm to the people. Therefore, when I draw the sword, it will only be more effective."

Chen Pingan pointed to the girl who had completely transformed into a fox, "What should she do?"

The old man patted his chest and said straightforwardly: "If the old almanac is found and it is suitable for burial, I will bury it. If it is not suitable, then the body will be exposed to the sun and strive to have a good pregnancy in the next life. Don't be a mountain monster again." You are so charming, and of course you don’t want to be met by me again.”

Chen Ping'an was a little stubborn and said: "Of course the old man did the right thing when he encountered a demon, he killed the demon, and when he encountered a demon he defeated the demon, but he could do it even more rightly."

The old man stared at the young man in the box carefully, and suddenly laughed, "Gua Wa Zi, don't you seem to be a bastard? You are just staying in an ancient temple, so you think you are a Buddha and a Bodhisattva who saves the suffering?"

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Senior Song, how can you let this fox go?"

The old man in black, Song Yushao, stood up and said in a deep voice: "I remember that you are also a swordsman, so I used the sword that was supposed to kill the Fox Fairy against you. If you take the Come on, forget it now in the ancient temple. Whether this fox fairy does evil or good deeds in the future, you will be responsible for the retribution of good and evil. If you can't handle it and die under my sword, I blame you for not being strong enough. , how’s it going?”

Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng also stood up, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Song Yushao laughed and said: "It doesn't matter. If you two want to take action, I will use two more swords at worst. The rules are still the same."

The old man's laughter was loud and full of energy, shaking the rotten beams in the ancient temple and scattering countless dust.

"Can!"

Chen Pingan nodded, then shook his head at Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng, indicating that they did not need to intervene.

"Be careful."

The old man was not a sloppy person. After giving a warning, he swung his sword.

The distance was only one foot, and the sword light struck in front of Chen Pingan in an instant.

A square-inch shrinking talisman had already slipped from Chen Pingan's sleeve. It was made of ordinary yellow paper. He pinched it with two fingers. The moment the sword energy came close to him, Chen Pingan's figure disappeared on the spot.

The old man in black sneered.

It turned out that after the sword energy slashed into the empty space, it continued to move forward, just in the direction of the snow-white fox curled up on the ground.

The square-inch talisman from the "Authentic Alchemy Book" presented by Li Xisheng was mysterious and magical, but it was a one-time consumable item. After Chen Pingan sacrificed the talisman, it had appeared in the open space two feet away, but when he discovered that the sword energy continued to slash towards After the fox charm, it was too late to take out another square-inch talisman, so he had to tiptoe and jump forward quickly. At the same time, he stretched his hand to his shoulder, pressed the hilt of the "Devil" sword of the locust tree, and slashed into the air with the sword energy. And go.

Although he is drawing a sword, in the final analysis, Chen Pingan is still based on boxing.

The old man surnamed Cui taught him the fierce way of cavalry and chisel formations, but with wooden swords instead of boxing moves, Chen Ping'an was just a physical soul in the third level of martial arts, let alone a martial arts master who could integrate boxing skills and sword intent. A grandmaster naturally falls in the eyes of a true expert, so this hasty move seems quite awkward.

The locust wood sword flowing with the fist struck the old man's sword energy, forcibly blocking it from killing the young fox fairy.

For a moment, the sword light exploded, and the sword energy flew everywhere.

Chen Ping'an held the locust wood sword in his hand. After settling his feet, he turned around and stood in front of the demon fox. He waved wildly at the split sword energy. His sword stance was exactly like what someone had ridiculed. King Baquan.

Taoist Zhang Shanfeng breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't bear to look directly.

The bearded man covered his forehead with his hand and said helplessly: "I thought this guy's boxing skills were quite good. He must have been carrying a sword box for so long. He must be a young swordsman who hides his secrets..."

The sword energy in front of him was completely shattered. After finishing his work, Chen Pingan quickly weighed the locust wood sword in his hand. Although it was a light wooden sword, it was actually extremely tough. When faced with the majestic sword energy of the Shushui country's swordsman, the entire sword body was shattered. , there is not a single gap or flaw, Chen Pingan is at ease.

The old man in black smiled casually and laughed at himself: "I never thought there was someone in the world who could block my sword with a bastard punch. Okay, I will keep my word. If the little kid catches it, I will catch it." No more embarrassment for the fox demon on the ground, you are one of a kind, you can take care of yourself, but you need to know the retribution, I hope you will cherish this fate where you don't know good and evil for the time being."

The old man put his sword into its sheath. He had been sitting cross-legged before he stood up, turned around and left. After walking out of the temple gate, he looked up into the gloomy night and murmured: "There are endless demons and monsters, endless monsters, what? What time is it?"

The founder of Jianshui Villa in the past suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "The four of you, if you are interested, you can go to my village. Recently, Jianshui Village is electing the martial arts leader of Shushui Kingdom. Anyway, It is considered a grand event in the world. If you arrive at Jianzhuang, I will probably not be there. You can go directly to the eldest manager Chu, who is a new friend I met in the world. We can still have a few glasses of wine. "

The old man finally looked at Chen Ping'an, "Tonight, your patience of 'doing a good deed more rightly and better' was actually the same as yours before my old age, from my youth to my middle age, only a lot more." . But... that's all, I won't tell the young man the old guy's frustrating words. In short, I hope you can persevere."

The late old man patted the sword on his waist and walked away silently in the night.

Chen Ping'an was stunned. After coming back to his senses, he turned his head and widened his eyes. He didn't know when the young fox fairy had disappeared.

The bearded man pointed at his face and joked: "Chen Ping'an, Chen Ping'an, a hero saves a beauty, it depends on whether the beauty can marry him afterwards!"

Chen Ping'an put the locust wood sword into the wooden box made by Wei Bo, ran all the way to the fire, reached out and got close to the bonfire, and glanced at Liu Chicheng, who was sitting opposite and yawning, who said with a playful smile: "What are you looking at? Are you finally starting to envy my handsomeness now? Alas, actually I also envy you, Chen Ping'an. If I had half your martial arts skills, I would have become the dream lover of thousands of heroines and fairies in the world!"

Chen Ping'an rolled his eyes, took off the wine bottle, and took a big sip of wine.

After drinking, Chen Pingan held the wine gourd and his mood was agitated. He was by no means as calm as he appeared on the surface.

The reason why he did not ask the two young ancestors to fly out of the sword-raising gourd to stop the sword energy of Song Yushao from the sword village, but instead put themselves in danger, was not due to Chen Ping's will.

Chen Ping'an sighed, stood up, and went to the open space. After fastening the wine gourd, he closed his eyes and carefully recalled the three times the old swordsman of Shushui Kingdom used his sword. One of them struck the altar, forcing the Fox Fairy to appear. With a flick of the wrist, the sword energy formed a net, and the last one was of course the sword that hit Chen Ping'an's head.

Chen Ping'an still didn't open his eyes, but slowly drew out the locust wood sword, and imitated the old man's example of holding the sword across his chest, like a sword in a scabbard, with the sword not yet drawn out.

For some reason, Chen Ping'an thought about it over and over, and he always felt that even if he copied it thousands of times, he couldn't imitate it. Not to mention the similarity in spirit, I'm afraid it would be difficult to resemble it in form.

This was very different from when he watched Miss Ning walk the six-step boxing stance.

It turns out that drawing a sword is different from practicing boxing.

Chen Ping'an sighed and had no choice but to put away the locust wood sword that had followed him on two trips to the world.

Someone said with a smile, "Chen Ping'an, your wooden sword is too light, so the taste will never be right. It's a high level of swordsmanship to be heavy and light. You are a beginner, and you are not a genius who practices swordsmanship. Of course, you will feel that something is wrong. Let’s not talk about climbing to the top, just getting started. So when it comes to practicing boxing, it is enough to have a slightly famous master to lead the way. But when practicing swordsmanship, you still need a master to lead the way. In fact, you should follow That Song Yushao sincerely inquires about the way of swordsmanship. This person's level of martial arts is not high, but he has already mastered his own way of swordsmanship, which is not easy."

Chen Pingan turned around and looked.

This insight was not spoken by a bearded man, or even by Zhang Shanfeng who could fly with a mahogany sword. Instead, it was Liu Chicheng, a scholar who had nothing to do with the world. When he said this, Liu Chicheng stood and added many dry words. Next to the blazing fire on the branch, the firelight reflected, and the whole person's slender figure swayed slowly with the firelight.

Zhang Shanfeng was asking Xu Yuanxia for advice on Jianghu acupuncture. He was very focused on asking and answering questions and didn't pay much attention to Liu Chicheng's words.

In other words, the two of them didn't hear Liu Chicheng's words at all.

Because Liu Chicheng didn't speak from the beginning to the end, Chen Pingan really heard Liu Chicheng's voice.

Chen Ping'an asked a strange question, "Is that you? In Rouge County, I heard Prefect Liu say privately that you are actually a golden elixir realm immortal because you showed your magical powers outside the city."

Liu Chicheng waved his hand, slowly walked around the fire, came to Chen Ping'an, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's stop fighting each other. You already know that I am a big demon, and I also know the sword behind your back. , it has a great origin, otherwise it wouldn’t have been unable to suppress it just now. After sensing my breath, it started to tremble spontaneously. Although you quickly suppressed its movement by force, I am not blind and deaf, so Now you and I know it well, Chen Ping'an, can you tell me where this sword was forged by the gods? Who are you going to send it to to Daoxuan Mountain?"

Chen Pingan looked solemn and asked: "You want to grab the sword?"

"Liu Chicheng" smiled and narrowed his eyes, as if he heard a big joke. He put his hands behind his back, shook his head and said with a smile: "The sword is a good sword, but I'm really not interested. I know you don't believe this. It doesn't matter. I'm better than you." You are too strong, you just need to watch what I do. By the way, have you ever heard a saying? Good things in the world are not strong, and colorful clouds are easy to scatter and glass is fragile."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I've seen it in poems."

Liu Chicheng waved his sleeves, and the smoke and water were hazy, and the clouds covered the fog and fell on the side of the bonfire. From this point of view, there was nothing strange. "Liu Chicheng" was having a pleasant conversation with Chen Pingan. In fact, this Bai Shui A scholar from Han Dynasty, wearing a pink Taoist robe, with jade trees facing the wind, this scene is extremely strange.

Liu Chicheng continued: "'The colorful clouds are easy to disperse' means that among the colorful clouds in Baidi City, the clouds gather and disperse like flying smoke, and the scenery is magnificent."

"'Liu Li Jian' means that there was once a great demon from the demon sect of Baidi City. The conflict like tonight was over a seemingly insignificant little demon. He had a dispute with his senior brother. For the sake of the general trend of the world and for my own little reason, the senior brothers broke up with each other. Looking back now, it is really ridiculous, just like two children having a tantrum. Anyway, in a fit of anger, I smashed an entire building in Caiyunjian, Baidi City. In the end, only a few glass wine cups were left in the Liuli Pavilion. From then on, he left Baidi City and wandered around, without the protection of his master. Finally, he was hunted down and blocked by the Taoist guards of the righteous leader for thousands of miles, and was eventually thrown into prison. It has been suppressed for thousands of years. My senior brother, from the beginning to the end, just stood by and watched."

Chen Pingan frowned and asked, "Why are you telling me this?"

Liu Chicheng smiled slightly, shook his hands, swung the two big sleeves of his pink Taoist robe, folded his hands on his abdomen, and said in a serious manner, "Because I recently had the idea of ​​accepting a disciple, and I think you, Chen Ping'an, are quite good. I can do it." Teach you the best swordsmanship in the world. Although I am from the local demon clan in the world, my senior brother, as the leader of the demon sect, is more like an immortal than an immortal. Even many experts from the righteous immortal family are equally willing to do it. My senior brother pays homage to you, so the swordsmanship I teach you is also the authentic swordsmanship that can help you reach the top of the road. When the opportunity comes, you are expected to reach the upper five realms. You must know that the word "authentic" cannot be used indiscriminately. The word. Although Song Yushao and his like have figured out the true meaning of their own swordsmanship, such a pure martial artist with limited qualifications, his martial arts height will help you to reach a position similar to that of a middle five swordsman. , Chen Ping'an, what do you think? Are you willing to practice the Tao with me as a disciple?"

Chen Pingan asked back: "Being a devil?"

Liu Chicheng smiled and said: "In my opinion, the road is rugged and difficult to walk. Only those who persevere can make it to the end. They are even expected to go further and higher than those talented people. You, Chen Ping'an, I am a fellow disciple, and now I have helped you recruit a senior brother. Don’t worry, you are my last disciple. In a hundred years at most, the three of us, master and disciple, will definitely become famous all over the world and return to Baidi City. , occupying a place there.”

Liu Chicheng stared into Chen Ping'an's eyes and smiled, "The sect that my senior brother and I were in was very interesting. The senior brother was a human and practiced magic. I was a demon and practiced human supernatural powers. Our master made an agreement The purpose of this is to teach without distinction. This is very similar to the true invincible, the second disciple of Dao Ancestor. In addition to Baidi City, there are several great sects in the world of demon sects, each of which is astonishingly powerful. , intertwined with each other, even the righteous immortal family with the name "Zong" must avoid its sharp edges, so as long as your fist is hard enough and your realm is high enough, any demonic righteousness is nonsense and it doesn't matter at all. "

Chen Pingan grinned, "I have to ask if I recognize you as my master."

Sweat was already beading on his forehead, but at this moment, the young man carrying the box looked calm and not afraid at all.

"oh?"

Liu Chicheng's eyes lit up, "I know you, boy, must have a good teacher. It doesn't matter. Let's talk and listen. In the end, we will judge the situation. It is not shameful for a good bird to choose a tree to roost. I will not force you, let alone use words." I'm bluffing you, as long as your mastership is higher than mine, I will never force this master-disciple relationship."

As expected, the literary sage and old scholar had already left Aquarius Continent. Where could Chen Ping'an go to find him?

Mr. Qi passed away again, and there seemed to be nothing he could do.

But Chen Ping'an was absolutely unwilling to follow this person to practice the Great Way to Heaven.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath and took a gamble.

Success or failure depends on this.

If it really doesn't work, I'll have to try my best once, and if it still doesn't work, just like what A Liang said, the world is big and the earth is big, and the biggest thing alive is to accept "Liu Chicheng" as his master. No matter what, he must first send the sword to Daixuan Mountain and use it with his own hands. Leave it to Miss Ning and talk about the rest!

No one knows why Chen Ping An escorted Li Baoping and the others on their first trip to the Sui Dynasty, and then followed the young Cui Han back to Huang Tingguo. Why Chen Ping An would practice the stake sword every time on the top of a mountain or by a large river. Furnace, and even after practicing, he will stand still for a long time.

Even if he is wandering the world alone this time, just like the last time he watched Liu Gaoxin travel in Rouge County, Chen Pingan will still sit alone on the high ridge of the roof, drinking wine and mumbling to himself in the last spring breeze of this year.

And those times when no one thinks deeply about it, there will be a spring breeze lingering on their sleeves.

Deep in his heart, Chen Ping'an knew that that person must have passed away, but that person also said that.

When you are unsure about something, you can ask the spring breeze.

Then, Liu Chicheng couldn't help laughing and laughed happily because he thought it was fun.

It turned out that when he saw the young man in front of him, he followed his example, shaking his wrists and lifting his sleeves.

But Liu Chicheng stopped laughing soon.

Between the young man's raised hands, wisps of spring breeze happily lingered on his sleeves, like a blue dragon swimming in the sea of ​​clouds.

Chen Pingan asked softly: "Mr. Qi?"

Liu Chicheng's heart was shocked. At this moment, it was like the battle a thousand years ago, when he faced Master Zhang who held a fairy sword in one hand and a magic seal in the other!

A warm and mellow voice sounded beside Chen Pingan, "Yes."