Sword of Coming

A fierce sword came from the land to Osmanthus Island in the middle of the sea, and another sword followed closely, still coming from the top of the sea of ​​clouds in Old Dragon City.

The power of the two swords was earth-shattering.

On the sea between Laolongcheng and Osmanthus Island, the ravine was cut twice by the sword energy from the sky.

While Chen Pingan closed his eyes and realized the sword's intention, the old Jindan swordsman had come back to his senses. The reason why he didn't catch the fleeting sword's intention like Chen Pingan and tried to attack the jade with stones from other mountains was not because of the old swordsman. The sword cultivator's experience is not as good as that of a four-level martial artist, but the old man knows very well that after his own sword intention is shaped, the spirit and spirit contained in the swords of other sword immortals will easily contradict themselves if onlookers randomly borrow and absorb them. , making his pure sword intention become complicated.

But if the sword intentions of the two are roughly similar, it is of course a good thing.

The sword meaning of Ma Zhi's natal flying sword is basically to provide shade for shade, so the sword meaning is close to spring cold, heavy snow, clear springs, etc., but far away from fire, scorching heat, furnace, etc., similar to the two swords of the sea of ​​clouds, they are taken from the true meaning of the battlefield. "Strangulation and attack" are very different, so the old swordsman will not follow the clues to pick up the sword intention of the two swords and turn them into his own use. On the contrary, for some junior sword cultivators who have just entered the fifth level of middle school, their sword intent has not yet been stabilized. Even if the two sword intents are completely opposite, it will still be beneficial.

Chen Ping'an stood there and subconsciously set up the sword furnace stake.

Ma Zhi is so old-fashioned, of course he will not disturb this small opportunity for the young man. He even deliberately raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, not only breaking up the shade of some ancestral trees, but also taking the initiative to grab some fleeting strands. The sword energy penetrated into the Guimai courtyard, allowing Chen Ping'an to feel the sword's intention more deeply.

During this process, Ma Zhi became more in awe of the old Dragon City sword cultivator. The Earth Immortal sword was so powerful that it could destroy mountains and seas. It was a kind of shock. It was not surprising. It really determined the distance between the Earth Immortal sword cultivator and the five sword cultivators. How far the realm is is actually no longer a test of the superficial power, but a test of the concentration of the sword's intention. If the sword's energy is scattered and the spirit is chaotic, a sword is handed out with great power, but the sword's intention is flowing out everywhere, which shows that the sword cultivator has a good grasp of the sword. The control of the mind cannot be called perfect.

And the sword cultivator who made a bold move from Old Dragon City, even if he thrust out a sword across such a long distance across the sea, the concentration of his sword intent was almost equivalent to Ma Zhi's sword movement of a hundred feet. How could Ma Zhi not be amazed and admired?

Known as the Earthly Immortal Realm, the Tenth Realm Sword Cultivator is only one step away from breaking through the bottleneck and reaching the Upper Fifth Realm. Because the sword cultivator is so lethal, his entire career in the Middle Fifth Realm before that was often outstanding, so compared to Ordinary terrestrial immortals who are in the ten realms of Nascent Soul are more "out of the world", just like the Fengxue Temple in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Before they became the sword immortals in the Yupu realm, they completely left the world and have been in a state of seclusion.

It seems that this old swordsman from Old Dragon City must have been greatly annoyed by someone on the Fan family's Osmanthus Island, otherwise he would never have risked a catastrophe by wielding his sword so fiercely.

Ma Zhi asked Aunt Gui in his heart, "Mrs. Gui, who took action? Was it against our Fan family, or was it a dispute with a foreign guest?"

Aunt Gui hesitated for a moment and answered vaguely: "It should be an outsider from Old Dragon City who has some conflicts with the descendants of the Jiang family of Yu Guizong in Tongyezhou. We, the Fan family and Guihua Island, don't need to pay attention to it. We will keep calm and immediately Can."

Ma Zhi sighed: "Since it's a fight between two groups of gods on the top of the mountain, let's just watch the show."

Aunt Gui smiled slightly, "It should be so."

Ma Zhi was suddenly surprised and said: "Jade Guizong's Jiang family? But that Jiang family who holds the blessed land of Yun Cave?"

However, Aunt Gui had already closed her heart early, cut off her inner voice, and stopped paying attention to Old Jianxiu's inquiries.

Ma Zhi didn't care about this, just thinking that it was Mrs. Gui with a special status. She was worried that Guihua Island's body would be affected by Chi Yu, and she needed to concentrate on dealing with it.

Seeing that the young man was still setting up the stake, Ma Zhi simply put away his flying sword and sat beside the stone table. There are ten big caves, thirty-six small caves, and seventy-two blessed places in the world. There are three, six or nine grades in total, with different grades. The Qingtan blessed land controlled by Shen Gaozong of Aquarius Continent is of very low grade, while the Cloud Cave blessed land in the hands of Jiang Family of Tongye Continent is extremely good. .

After Chen Pingan opened his eyes, the old man smiled and asked, "How is it?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I only know that this sword is very powerful, but I can't say how powerful it is. After thinking about it for a long time, I only vaguely grasped the meaning. It's a pity. If this sword could be slower, it would be better." alright."

Ma Zhi joked: "A Yuan Ying Realm Immortal Sword Cultivator, how fast does he draw his sword? Do you have to say hello to you Chen Ping'an beforehand?"

Chen Pingan scratched his head, "How dare you do this."

Chen Pingan suddenly asked worriedly: "Is there a sword cultivator who wants to do harm to Osmanthus Island?"

Ma Zhi waved his hands with a relaxed expression and explained with a smile: "No, I just had a holiday with the guests of Tongyezhou on the island, so I used two swords to demonstrate. The two swords were very particular and did not harm the foundation of Guihua Island. This In fact, it is tantamount to expressing goodwill to Osmanthus Island. Otherwise, unless it is in a remote and inaccessible area, one of them will not be able to hold back, and some energy will be scattered, which is normal."

Ma Zhi spoke more lightly, but the old man thought more profoundly.

This unknown Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator is either an extremely disciplined person, or he has an old relationship with the Fan family of Old Dragon City. The latter is obviously more likely.

Elsewhere on Osmanthus Island, there is no such harmonious and harmonious atmosphere as Guimai Xiaoyuan.

Jiang Beihai's face was so gloomy that water could drip from his face.

The ten-level Nascent Soul of the family enshrined the old man and fell in a pool of blood. The priceless robe "Black Bamboo Forest" has been completely destroyed. The cost of completely repairing it is so huge that it is probably better to just buy a new one. Excellent robe. The old man was not seriously injured, and he quickly stood up staggeringly. He only looked desolate, because the power of the second sword was mostly offset by the precious robe given by the ancestor of the Jiang family.

The tall and thin old man stared at the old dragon city on the land, gritted his teeth and said: "The thief plotted a sneak attack with two swords one after another. This is too much!"

"Mr. Su, what's going on?" Jiang Beihai asked softly, but his body remained motionless, standing with his feet rooted to the spot. Not only he, the direct son of the Jiang family, but also the other family servants and direct descendants of the Yu Gui clan were exactly the same, and they all remained motionless. , I dare not take a breath.

The old priest was furious, but his tone was quite helpless, and he said: "I only know that those two swords were made by the same person. The place where the swords were made was in the sea of ​​clouds above Old Dragon City. Could it be a certain ancestor of the Fu family, holding a sword?" A half-immortal soldier, demonstrating to us?"

Jiang Beihai thought for a moment, "The Fu family has never liked the Ding family, and the Ding family has a good relationship with the Tongye Sect. It was that guy who the Ding family relied on to remain erect in Old Dragon City. Our Yugui Sect and Tongye Sect They have been enemies for thousands of years. Logically speaking, the enemy of our enemy is our friend, even if we choose the Fan family's Osmanthus Island to go to Daoxuan Mountain this time instead of the Fu family's treasure-eating whale.

There shouldn't be such a big resentment against us. The Fu family is not stupid. They don't know the strength of Yu Gui Sect, and they don't know the status of our Jiang family in Yu Gui Sect. Moreover, the Fu family has always had a good relationship with the Fan family..."

The woman in palace clothes said cautiously: "Could it be because of Mrs. Gui? Maybe it's an ancestor of the Fu family who has a crush on her?"

Jiang Beihai lowered his voice and laughed angrily: "Are we not openly robbing Mrs. Gui? We are just discussing the business openly and honestly. If Osmanthus Island is Fu Qi's property and Mrs. Gui is Fu Qi's mistress, then there is such a turmoil. It's barely passable. This Osmanthus Island was obtained by the ancestors of the Fan family through luck. How come the Fu family is responsible for this? Do you really think that our Yu Gui Sect is a vegetarian? Believe it or not, I just need to add some fuel and jealousy to our Yu Gui clan. Those two hot-tempered ancestors of the sect will soon go to Old Dragon City to raise an army to question their crimes?"

Women always like to use their brains on matters of love, while men like to use their minds on matters of power.

The tall and thin old man had a stern look on his face and warned Jiang Beihai in his heart: "Young Master, we are not allowed to report our trip to Daoxuan Mountain to the sect!"

Jiang Beihai nodded in his heart and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Su, I know the pros and cons."

The old man took a deep breath and said, "I will go to Old Dragon City right away and see the Sword Immortal in person. I have to understand and settle this matter so that we can go to Daoxuan Mountain with peace of mind. I will try to return to Osmanthus Island as soon as possible."

Jiang Beihai said softly: "Mr. Su, be careful."

"Don't worry, we will never disgrace the names of Yu Guizong and Yun Ku Jiang."

After saying these words, the old man stood up from the ground and headed towards Old Dragon City against the wind. Before that, the old man had put away the priceless robe "Black Bamboo Forest", and the bloody wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was truly an immortal method of making flesh out of bones, and it was indeed what Tongyezhou had long been famous for. A big boss in the Nascent Soul Realm.

After the ups and downs of the two swords, everyone on Guihua Island, whether it was the Fan family or the passengers, were talking about it. Fortunately, almost everyone was from the mountains who had traveled all over the country. They were well-informed. Since they were qualified to go to Daixuan Mountain in person, no matter what Whether it was business or travel, it would never be easy. Although he was shocked, it was not frightening. In addition, Guihua Island quickly came to comfort him, and the storm quickly subsided.

Jinsu sent the medicinal materials retrieved from the foot of the mountain to Guimai Xiaoyuan, and quickly returned to his master Aunt Gui. When he saw the light-hearted woman, he was in a rare good mood and cooked a pot of tea. When he saw his disciple return, he handed it to Jinsu had a cup of hot tea. After Jinsu sat down, he had already calmed down before drinking tea and tasting the master's craftsmanship.

The woman knew that Jin Su was full of questions, but she didn't want to say anything more. She just smiled and said: "For the eldest young master of the Jiang family, it is undoubtedly a sudden disaster. For you and me, the master and the disciple, it is a blessing from the sky. Jin Su, you don't need to say more." Q, this time I go to sea and return from Daoxuan Mountain, I will try my best to let you meet the person who used the sword."

Aunt Gui laughed softly and said: "There is a world outside the sky, and there are people above us. It's not nonsense. From now on, when you walk around alone, it's better to restrain yourself."

Jin Su didn't pay much attention to the last wise words of advice from an experienced man. He had already turned his head and looked in the direction of Old Dragon City, full of expectation.

A small Guimai courtyard that is uncontested by the world does not need to care about the storms on the top of the mountain.

After that, Chen Pingan practiced swordsmanship with Jindan Laojian every day. The latter did three things. First, he used his natal flying sword to transform the void into his body, helping Chen Pingan to temper his three souls and consolidate the embryonic light, refreshing spirit and ghost spirit. The foundation of the Three Soul Paths, and then Ma Zhihui presses the situation, uses swordsmanship to control the flying sword Liang Yin, and confronts Chen Pingan. Finally, he watches Chen Pingan practice the sword moves of "Swordsmanship Sermon", giving pointers and corrections. Flaws in Chen Pingan's sword-drawing posture.

But Chen Pingan's sword practice was very interesting. He didn't pull out any sword from the wooden box behind his back. He just held the sword every time, imagining that he was holding the sword with one hand. Ma Zhi had questions about this, but the answer given by Chen Ping'an was rather absurd. He said that there were two swords behind his back, and the one he named "Subduing Demon" was someone else's sword and could not be used. He used the locust wood sword to "eliminate demons" and once pulled it out of its scabbard on the battlefield. However, he later found that the wooden sword was too light. He felt that it would be better to find a sword that was heavy enough when he started practicing swordsmanship. The iron sword and the like, otherwise the hand would feel light and fluttery, and it would be almost like not holding the sword, and something would always feel wrong.

Only by holding an epee in his hand and being able to draw the sword extremely quickly will he be able to encounter a powerful enemy that he cannot defeat with the epee one day. Chen Ping'an will change to a wooden sword to draw the sword the fastest. Fight the enemy with one sword.

As a god in the eyes of the world, Ma Zhi has only a mediocre interest in martial arts and swordsmanship. In fact, he has no feelings for the persistent pursuit of swordsmen like Chen Pingan, and even has a trace of disdain deep in his heart. If you dig out food, what natural treasures can you dig out? But if Chen Pingan is working hard on the path of Jianyi, Ma Zhi may not be able to help himself, and it is not difficult to talk to Chen Pingan for three days and three nights.

Jinsu, the sweet-scented osmanthus girl, would deliver three meals a day on time. What made this woman relieved was that Chen Pingan did not push her too far. He really treated her as a maid serving tea and water. She had to take care of bathing and dressing, otherwise she would It really gives me a headache. Even if the potion in the bucket was replaced, Chen Pingan was still able to rely on his own efforts, which made Jin Su finally have a good impression of this young Fan family guest.

Then there is the sweet-scented osmanthus wine stored in Guimai Xiaoyuan, which needs to be replenished every three to five.

As Jin Su, it was not impossible for her to bring dozens of jugs of wine to the small courtyard at once, but she finally gave up on this once and for all plan, perhaps hoping to take advantage of the opportunity to meet one more time to see the foreigner. The depth of youth. After all, a cross-sea trip is a bit boring for these Osmanthus girls who are already familiar with the route. The so-called ten scenes of Osmanthus Island, such as the bright moon rising with the tide, and the faintly visible osmanthus trees growing in the middle of the moon, are transformed into the wonders of the ancient palace. The mirage in the scenery, the swarms of flying fish on the sea surrounding Osmanthus Island, etc., etc., will be amazing at first sight, and even make people take the initiative to pay for a painter to leave a beautiful picture in his pen, but after seeing too much, it will It’s hard to be engaging. Some of the strange people and strange things that happen around Osmanthus Island are even more interesting to them, Osmanthus girls.

Chen Pingan now gets up at the beginning of every day, before dawn, and practices the six-step walking pile for about an hour. The old sword master Ma Zhihui will show up around Chenshi, and he can drink a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus girl leisurely until Chen Pingan finishes practicing. That unremarkable boxing pile, or to be precise, it was when Chen Ping'an and the other old men finished drinking a bottle of wine, and it was almost the time when Jin Su delivered the breakfast box. It took about two and a quarter hours, during which Ma Zhihui briefly talked about how to use the sword today. The reasons for the strength and emphasis of the sword, as well as some anecdotes about sword cultivators around the world.

After that, Chen Ping'an returned the food box to Jinsu who was waiting at the gate of the courtyard, mostly just saying thank you. If Guimai Xiaoyuan needs more wine, he won't be embarrassed, just tell the young woman.

One day of practice, at Ma Zhi's suggestion, from easy to difficult, Chen Ping'an first practiced the sword moves in the "Sword Art Classic" for two hours in the morning, during which Ma Zhi would draw his sword without warning, deliberately damaging Chen Ping'an in one go. Therefore, Chen Ping'an not only needs to polish four sword moves, including the avalanche style and the God-Suppressing Head, but also needs to always pay attention to the harassment of a Jindan swordsman. Occasionally, Ma Zhi will simply arrive in advance for the sword test with him in the afternoon. morning.

Before the end of noon, the two of them will definitely have lunch, and then start the afternoon sword test. Now Ma Zhi has silently upgraded his realm from Dongfu realm sword cultivation to the seventh sea-viewing realm. He is sitting at the stone table, drinking by himself. Constantly drawing out his sword, he used Liang Yin, his natal flying sword, to assassinate Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan used any method to meet the enemy, whether it was those frightening ancient boxing frames, the four new offensive and defensive moves learned from "Swordsmanship Sermon", or a chaotic attack. Ma Zhi never cared about the bastard punch that killed the old master. As long as Chen Ping'an can hide in the rapidly passing shade of the yard, or knock back the flying sword with one punch, that's all.

Often before he finished practicing his sword in an afternoon, Chen Ping'an would already be bruised and his clothes were in tatters.

Sometimes Ma Zhi would slow down his sword draw, let go of the embarrassed Chen Pingan, and drink a few more sips of wine. The side dishes on the table included drunken peanuts, garlic scallops, fried small fish, and cold pig ears. , enough for the old man to drink. But every time Chen Pingan took a rare breather, the next time the old man suddenly drew his sword, it would be thunderous. Maybe the old man was still chewing crispy dried fish in his mouth at that time, but Chen Pingan was about to be pierced into the heart with a swift sword, and the flying sword drew an arc. Returning, he pierced Chen Pingan from the back and through the heart. Then the old man would sneer and say: "If it weren't for the flying sword, you would have died twice. You will never be able to taste this salt and pepper dried fish again, Chen Pingan, Even if it’s just for this wine and food, you should work harder.”

In order to ensure the continuity of sword practice, there is no dinner in Guimai Courtyard, only midnight snacks. Jinsu only needs to put the food box at the entrance of the courtyard.

Usually after the You hour, Chen Ping'an would stand and be beaten, using the cool shadow of the flying sword to "pass through the corridors" and "gallop the post road" in the spirit to break down the thickness and toughness of the three spirits.

Recently, the old swordsman no longer explained his sword techniques in detail, but was just careful to let Chen Pingan chew the pain carefully.

Chen Pingan likes and dislikes this period of time the most. He likes it because he knows that this training is the most beneficial from martial arts practice. He doesn't like it because it always reminds him of the ordeal of Shanzhulou. Fortunately, the old sword cultivator is more reserved in his actions. The opening and closing of the old man's feet were like the ruthless methods used by heavenly gods to beat ordinary people to death. It was much easier. Not only could Chen Ping'an endure it, but he could also take this opportunity to practice the six-step walking and two steps of "Swordsmanship Serious". The sword moves are defensive, mountain style and armored style. Compared with the slow stewing method of one's own practice, with the help of the old sword cultivator, it is tantamount to a big fire, getting twice the result with half the effort.

But over time, Chen Pingan, who was enjoying his misery, figured out an interesting thing, that is, the rapid and complicated avalanche style of the sword, coupled with the pain of disemboweling the belly and chopping the heart and liver caused by the tempering of the flying sword by the old swordsman, as long as Gritting his teeth and persisting, the sword will be drawn faster. Chen Pingan's understanding of this swordsmanship attack has made rapid progress. Later, every time Chen Pingan "holds the sword" and delivers the avalanche style, even he feels that as long as he really has something in his hand, This magical weapon really needs to have the aura of a sword that shines coldly into the sky, maybe it can really shine through the small courtyard.

After practicing the sword for a day, usually at the turn of Xu and Hai, Chen Pingan went to boil water and put the medicinal materials into the bucket. Before waiting for the water to boil, Chen Pingan went to the entrance of the courtyard to get a food box. The old man and the young man used the stone table as a At the dinner table, after midnight snacks, if Chen Pingan is seriously injured or the bloodstains all over his body are too miserable, he will soak in a bucket first, take a bath and change clothes, and then have midnight snacks. Even if Lao Jian Xiu Ma Zhi has eaten first, He would also sit at the stone table and wait for Chen Pingan. During the latter's meal, he would explain to Chen Pingan the gains and losses of today's sword practice. It was like reviewing a chess game. After all, Ma Zhi was a golden elixir sword cultivator with a unique vision and better skills. Although the old man surnamed Cui and Ma Zhi in Shanzhulou are very different in realm, they are more willing to explain one thing carefully. Most of Chen Ping'an's questions can be answered.

After packing up the food box, Chen Pingan will continue to practice the mountain-shaking boxing technique. Even if it takes another ten or a hundred years, no matter how high his realm is by then, Chen Pingan will probably not fall behind this most introductory martial art. Crude boxing.

Halfway through his childhood, Chen Pingan would go back to the house to sleep.

This cycle repeats almost every day. Unknowingly, the sun has risen and set over thirty times on Osmanthus Island, and the nine scenic spots on the sea have quietly passed by.

Ten days later, regarding the fourth view of Osmanthus Island on the sea route, Lao Jianxiu suggested that Chen Ping'an should stop his practice and go to the ancestral osmanthus tree to enjoy the scenery.

Since the old man said so, Chen Pingan did as he was told. Just at dawn, Chen Pingan came to the top of the crowded Guihua Island. He looked up and saw a huge gap. The Guihua Island route passed straight through, and the two sides On the side are two island mountains with mountains descending from high to low. On the peaks, buildings are lined up one after another, built against the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist.

The wonder of this scene lies not in the isolated fairy sect on the island, but in the two confronting cliffs on the way to Osmanthus Island. On the top of the cliffs on both sides, there is a golden statue of a hundred feet high. The statue of the god stands tall and majestic, and after countless years of water erosion, the statue still shines golden, even for Qi practitioners, it is intimidating.

It is rumored that among the two statues of the golden gods, one was once the divine general who guarded the Nantianmen, and the other was the god in charge of the water transportation of Dadu in the world. He was the first of the many rain masters in the sky and was nominally in charge of the water transport. The moving clouds and rain of all true dragons in the world. The Tianmen God is holding a sword in front of him, with his hands stacked against the hilt of the sword. He is a huge god who seems to be overlooking the human world.

The face of the Rain Master God is blurred, covered by clouds and fog, and the gender cannot be distinguished. There are colorful streamers made of unknown materials, lingering around the body, floating slowly, vividly, setting off the golden body that has disappeared for countless thousands of years. The gods seem to be still exerting their divine power in the human world, controlling the flow of water transport throughout the south.

Chen Ping'an chose a bench on the railing at the top of the mountain and sat cross-legged, facing the two statues, and drank slowly.

The language used by the qi practitioners around him was mostly the elegant dialects of Juluzhou and Tongyezhou, occasionally mixed with some old Longcheng dialects, which Chen Ping'an naturally couldn't understand. Fortunately, there was a qi practitioner from the Fan family of Guihua Island not far away. She looks like a young girl, but she is not dressed like an osmanthus lady. She has a clear voice. She should be specifically explaining the strangeness of the sea view to the passengers. She is explaining the "confrontation between two gods" in the elegant language of Aquarius Island, and the origin of the two statues. He also mentioned the long history of the Xianjia sect in passing. Someone seemed to ask why the Osmanthus Island ferry did not dock at the island. The Fan family qi practitioner smiled and explained that although the ferry could pass through, the sect never accepted it. If anyone dared to land on any ferry without permission, they would be deported on the spot, or imprisoned in an island prison. In history, there were even tragedies where someone was killed directly by that fairy gate.

Finally, the girl Qi practitioner laughed and said to everyone on the top of the mountain that the next scene half a month later was particularly spectacular and should not be missed.

Driving slowly between the cliffs on Osmanthus Island, suddenly there was an object that looked like a hydrangea. It plummeted down and flew towards a young man who was admiring the scenery on the top of the mountain.

The man subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the hydrangea and raised his head. He didn't know why the fairy family acted like this.

The young Qi practitioner of the Fan family looked shocked, and then shouted angrily: "Sir, I heard from our elders on Osmanthus Island that there is a woman from the Immortal Family looking for a son-in-law, and Dudu Xiang has chosen you. This will last for hundreds of years." What a rare opportunity! Master, if you are not married yet, you must agree to it, even if you are already... In short, only the direct descendant of this fairy family can throw hydrangeas to the passing ferry. Such a blessing is really Don’t miss it, you must treat it with caution..."

It is obvious that the young Qi practitioner is holding a hydrangea in his hand and looking up at a certain place on the cliff. He is experiencing a question and answer between hearts and lakes.

Then the young man seemed to have passed the test. The hydrangea wrapped with a colorful ribbon suddenly unfolded. One end of the ribbon tied the man's wrist, and the other end flew to the top of the mountain. In this way, the man floated to the top of the mountain at the foot of the statue. Colorful building. In the colorful building, there is a beautiful woman with blushing cheeks. She is holding one end of the colorful ribbon tightly in her hand. There are several women with extraordinary bearing and the appearance of immortal teachers around her. They are smiling and seem to be blessing. This pair is a match made in heaven.

Chen Ping'an took all this in his heart and looked at the young man's rise to the sky. He was neither envious nor jealous, nor lamented this adventure in the world, but his eyes were a little dazed. The young man was standing a dozen steps away. , when Fan's Qi Practitioner talked about whether to marry a wife, the man's expression changed slightly. It was probably due to good fortune that he decisively abandoned his wife who was a loser in the family.

Chen Ping'an raised his head and glanced in the direction of Cailou. He felt that the fairy woman who threw the hydrangea might have a high level of cultivation, but her eyesight was really not very good.

Returning to Guimai Small Courtyard, Old Jianxiu laughed loudly, drank wine and ate side dishes, "I didn't expect that there would be hydrangeas left behind, but it's a pity that it's not your boy. What a pity, what a pity! You must know that in the history of Guihua Island, when encountering The sight of throwing hydrangeas at the colorful building on the top of the mountain is a once-in-a-century experience, which is not an exaggeration at all. It’s a pity that you, the boy, are not blessed with such a romantic encounter..."

Chen Pingan grinned, and the old man calmed down and said softly: "The ten sceneries of Osmanthus Island actually contain opportunities, big and small. Of course, they can be met but cannot be sought. They can only depend on fate, just like the colorful hydrangea on this overseas fairy island. , who would have thought that a wild cultivator from Shanze in the cave realm, with mediocre Taoist qualifications, would become the lucky one in the end?"

The old man said sternly: "As for the other nine sceneries, you don't have to worry about it. You don't even have the thought of trying your luck. It doesn't matter. Only for this next scene, you must go to the foot of Guihua Island in person. It's just outside the ferry. The closer the sea water is, the better. Because of this luck, if someone really happens to encounter it, it will be a great blessing that even the Golden Elixir Nascent Soul will be envious of."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "I won't try my luck. It's more practical to practice swordplay in the yard."

The old sword cultivator glared and said: "Go, you must go. Even if it is a slim chance, you have to join in the fun. On the road of cultivation, you should not expect everything to go well, but you should always have some thoughts. , if you take a trip, you can not only enjoy the wonderful scenery, but also try your luck. Even if you don't get lucky, what will you miss? You kid! Remember, the word 'just in case' is what Qi practitioners are most afraid of. It is also the most coveted dream of Qi practitioners..."

Chen Pingan said cautiously: "Mr. Ma, I am not a qi practitioner, but a pure martial artist."

The old swordsman slapped his forehead, stood up and said, "I'm so angry! You've been practicing swordplay by yourself these two days. I need to walk around and relax. It's boring to be so bored with you all day long."

In the next two days, the old sword cultivator did not show up, so Chen Pingan practiced his sword by himself.

After that, the old man just returned to Guimai Small Courtyard in the dust, met Chen Pingan and said that Chen Pingan was practicing well and just keep working hard, and then disappeared again.

Chen Pingan only thought that the old man had social activities, which was not surprising.

Then we arrived at the fifth sea scene on the Osmanthus Island intercontinental route, Jiaolong Valley.

Because the old man reminded him again, Chen Pingan took a half-day break and said hello to Jin Su first. Then at noon that day, Jin Su came to the entrance of the small courtyard and reminded Chen Pingan that he could go down the mountain to view the scenery. Because they are guests of the Fan family, Gui Palace has a special secluded road down the mountain. There are few guests on the road. Chen Pingan and Jin Su walked side by side on the road. Guihua girl explained to Chen Pingan the origin of the Jiaolong ditch.

In that trench, there are a large number of dragons living in the genus, most of them are descendants of dragons with mixed bloodlines, and some of them, the real water dragons, will rely on their instincts to go to the skies above the land continents, turning over clouds and rain, making a round trip. You have to ride the wind for thousands of miles, but by the time you return to your lair, you are exhausted. Moreover, there are often dragons that have no rules and restraints, and do not have the deployment and will of the gods above. They use their magical powers to bring down rain and dew, which is often prone to flooding and disasters, so they often fall into the eyes of the world. The "Evil Jiao" was being chased crazily by local Qi practitioners, not only to uphold justice for heaven and the people, but also to protect Jiaolong's priceless innate treasure.

Chen Ping'an was shocked when he heard this, and quickly quickened his pace to go to the foot of Osmanthus Island. He was born in Lizhu Cave where the last real dragon in the world fell. Of course, he must see with his own eyes the true appearance of the Jiaolong clan. Are those spiritual creatures considered the true dragon’s disciples?

Soon Chen Ping'an arrived at the foot of the mountain. There were small boats moored at the ferry. The boats were all Qi practitioners of the Fan family who often ferried to the Jiaolong ditch. Osmanthus Island promised to go boating in the trench, as long as the passengers did not make loud noises or use their magical powers to disturb the underwater dragons. There will never be any accidents. Even if there is danger, the Jindan monks on Osmanthus Island will come to the rescue as soon as possible.

Guests can board the ship without paying any money.

In fact, even if he had to pay for snow, Chen Pingan would dig into his pocket and board a small boat with Jin Su. The boatman was an old man. Chen Pingan found that the old man had a bamboo pole more than ten feet long in his hand, with a seal engraved on it. A series of talismans, four of which have ancient characters that look like earthworms, are somewhat similar to the "what to do" recorded in the "Authentic Book of Alchemy". The talisman is called "Zhusuo Fu", which is of extremely high quality, and the "Book of Alchemy" is in At the end of this talisman, he tells future generations that once the talisman is completed, the talisman paper will naturally ooze blood, and the person who draws the talisman need not worry. This is a manifestation of the great success of the talisman.

Chen Ping'an asked Jinsu about the name of the talisman on the bamboo pole. She looked confused, as if she had never thought about this question, so she went to ask Zhouzi. The old man smiled and said, "I really don't understand this. Since the Fan family route was opened, From the first day on, the pennies seemed to have these alchemy characters on them, but there was no accurate explanation. When my master passed the boat and the pennies together to me, he couldn’t explain why. Our Osmanthus fragrans The island is only said to be a place for dragon fishing, which can scare away underwater dragons. In fact, we boatmen don’t believe it ourselves. We believe this more..."

The old man grabbed a pile of paper figures and horses folded from snow-white silver foil from the pocket at his feet. "If you encounter dragons dragging by under the boat, just grab a handful and throw them into the water, and they will disperse quickly. Tried and tested. There is no way. If we bypass Jiaolong Valley, our route will cost more than 200,000 miles. Fortunately, Jiaolong Valley looks scary and frightening, but in fact, for hundreds of years, our Osmanthus Island and the Those dragons have always been at peace with each other, so you don’t need to worry.”

Zhouzi laughed loudly, obviously an upright old man, "Speaking of which, if something happens, it would be a real disaster. Let alone our small boat, I am afraid that the entire Osmanthus Island does not have the extravagant hope of escaping. There are so many people." How terrible would it be if the dragons and their clans made waves together? Let me tell you, even a Nascent Soul realm swordsman would be in trouble if he really dared to use his sword here and the dragons would counterattack."

Jinsu looked unhappy and complained: "The guest is on the boat, why are you saying such unlucky things?"

The old man punting the boat said with shame: "No more, no more, sir, sit down and let's go enjoy the wonderful scenery in the water of Jiaolong Valley. I guarantee you will be safe..."

Jiaolonggou is a strange deep ravine with crystal clear water, more than ten miles wide and thousands of miles long. Below it lurks a series of sea dragons with different colors, winding bodies and different sizes. Some are as thin as a basin, as thick as the mouth of a well, and according to legend there is even the largest one. Just the eyes of the dragon are as big as an urn. Under the water, the scales are shining clearly, making people afraid to say anything for fear of disturbing the dragons. , causing death.

The old man Zhouzi suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to somewhere in the sky, "Young master, look, that is a tired dragon that went to the land to spread rain. Hey, it seems to have been seriously injured. It was probably used as an arrow by the Qi practitioners in Posuzhou. The target has been chased for a long time, but not every water dragon is so lucky to come back alive. The corpses of some dragons that died on the way back often become unexpected gains on cross-continental ferries. It’s just that our Osmanthus Island is kind and encounters The corpses floating on the sea will not be fished ashore. Instead, they will be dragged on the rocks of Osmanthus Island and sent all the way to Jiaolong Valley..."

Chen Ping'an and Jin Su followed the direction of the old man's finger and saw a huge object falling from the sea of ​​clouds and falling into the sea in the distance, causing a huge splash. Fortunately, the place where Bu Yu Ti Long fell was more than ten miles away from Osmanthus Island, so it had no impact on the seagoing boat, except that it swayed slightly from side to side.

The small boats sailed forward slowly on both sides of Guihua Island. They almost never left the shore of Guihua Island, only two or three miles at most. The water was clear, and the small boats were like flying swords hovering in the air against the wind. , and deep under the water, many dragons are sleeping or playing, as if they are winding on the undulating mountains, making people forget that they are sailing on the sea at the moment.

Chen Pingan suddenly frowned.

He stretched out his hand to hold a sword in the sword box behind him, and asked in a deep voice: "Is this dragon's genus one of the mountain monsters?"

The old man just thought that the young man had not seen much. At this moment, the boat was already two miles away from Osmanthus Island and was about to reach the deepest part of Jiaolong Valley. Looking down at the bottomless depths, the young man felt a little afraid, and Zhouzi smiled. Said: "If it were ancient times, these dragons would still be considered nobles in the world. But now, times have changed, and what the young master said is true. These guys can only be regarded as one of the spirits."

Zhouzi said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, young master. Osmanthus Island is a regular visitor here. According to the genealogy records of our Fan family, our ancestors also saw two Yuan Ying realm Qi practitioners fighting here. The Jiaolong ditch at the feet of the two gods Although we were about to make a move, in the end, not a single water dragon jumped out of the water. Therefore, those rules about not making loud noises were actually intended to scare the ordinary guests. Since the young master hangs the Guike wooden sign, I will not pretend to be mysterious... …”

Jin Su glared at Zhouzi angrily, how could these insiders of the Fan family reveal the secret so easily.

The old man shrank his neck, continued to hold up his bamboo pole, and rowed honestly. From time to time, he dropped a handful of snow-white silver foil origami paper to the bottom of the water. In addition to paper people and horses, there were also exquisitely folded paper high-rise buildings and vehicles.

The old man suddenly widened his eyes and looked ahead, "No! Someone deliberately framed me on Osmanthus Island!"

Aunt Gui rushed from the Gui Palace on the top of the mountain to the small boat at almost the same time. She and the old man Zhouzi looked at the front boat and said angrily: "Someone took out a Dragon King basket and secretly caught a small boat to play in the shallow water. The little water dragon!"

The old man stood up and said, "But Jiang Beihai deliberately retaliated? They chose to disembark midway, and we asked Ma Zhi to follow them secretly for almost ten days, and there was no difference. Or is someone in the Ding family secretly causing trouble? But the Ding family shouldn't have the Dragon King Basket. , Fu family? The Fu family has one, but there is no reason to harm us..."

Aunt Gui shook her head and said: "It's hard to say for the time being. The top priority is to appease this Jiaolonggou. Once public anger is triggered, even if the monks in the upper five realms are willing to help, they will be helpless and powerless! The entire Osmanthus Island, thousands of lives... ...Oh, what should we do? Oops, everyone has been targeted! Who dares to fly into the sky with the wind at this time..."

Zhouzi looked solemn and immediately said loudly: "All small boats should dock immediately. All Qi practitioners on Osmanthus Island are not allowed to take off and leave without permission, otherwise they will be regarded as provocative by Jiaolonggou. Ma Zhi, could you please show your skills to avoid disturbing the guests?" Think we are being alarmist!”

Jindan Realm Sword Cultivator Ma Zhi took out a long sword and quickly threw it into the sky. The trend was as fast as running through thunder, and it was definitely faster than a Jindan Realm wind control, but this flying sword was As he whizzed away, just a few miles away from Osmanthus Island, he was pressed down hard by an illusory claw from the sea of ​​clouds, and the flying sword instantly exploded high in the sky.

Then he threw the sword again, with the same fate.

The Gui Aunt turned to Jin Su and Chen Pingan and said softly: "You two go back to Guimai Courtyard first. No matter what happens, you must remember to hold on to the roots of the Osmanthus tree to have a chance of survival."

Jin Su tiptoed a little, and had already left the boat. His figure was floating on the ferry on the shore, and he looked back.

The young man with the sword on his back seemed to be still standing in the boat. When he finally returned, he had a pennie in his hand.

Jinsu asked: "What are you doing?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "Playing Dragon Peng, maybe it will be really useful."

Jin Su glanced at the young man with an idiotic look on his face, then turned around and headed towards the top of the mountain.

In an instant, like a mountain falling apart, the entire Osmanthus Island suddenly sank more than a hundred feet along with the sea surface.

For several miles with Osmanthus Island as the center, all the sea levels inexplicably dropped at the same time.

As a result, the surrounding Jiaolong Valley, which was originally under Osmanthus Island and the boat, suddenly changed from an underwater scene to a tall mountain range hidden in the water.

All the dragon-like spiritual beings stared at the Osmanthus Island. This was called a real undercurrent.

Aunt Gui floated forward, finally hovering in the air, communicating with a water dragon with golden scales in the distance in an ancient language that was obscure to everyone. The latter's eyes were cold.

The sword behind Chen Pingan, "Subduing Demons", made by the saint Ruan Qiong, was already trembling in the scabbard.

If he had followed Ruan Qiong's previous reminder, Chen Pingan would have been able to run as far as he wanted when encountering such a big monster. But where could Chen Pingan run now?

He neither ran to the Guimai courtyard on the top of the mountain to hide, nor did he stand there and wait for death.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the bamboo pennant in his hand that still maintained its emerald green color. After thinking about it, he sat cross-legged, placed the bamboo pennant across his knees, and used his fingers to wipe away the characters on it that were not in line with the "Authentic Alchemy Book". Then relying on his memory, Chen Pingan took out the small snow cone of the brush given by Li Xisheng, and took a breath. After polishing the brush, the tip was vermilion, as if dyed with thick ink. Chen Pingan smiled, and placed the pennies on the left side of the ground. The left-handed boy Holding his breath and concentrating, he cantilevered in the air, holding a brush with the brush engraved with "The writing is full of spirit", and began to carve the so-called "lock-cutting talisman" in the "Authentic Work" on the bamboo pole one stroke at a time.

This is called treating a dead horse as a living horse.

If it doesn't work, I can only pull out the famous sword forged by a saint from behind, perform a feat recorded in ancient books, and imitate the ancient swordsman to kill the dragon where there is a dragon.

After the talisman was completed, a blood-stained scene appeared on the green bamboo pole.

Chen Ping'an calmed down for a moment, holding his bamboo pen and tiptoeing, he jumped to a drifting boat that had no time to tie it to the ferry. He stood alone in it, took a deep breath, stretched out his palms and patted both sides of the boat. The boat was like an arrow. The arrow shot forward fiercely.

Chen Pingan carried the bamboo pennant on one shoulder, took off the sword gourd with the other hand, raised his head and drank the wine, and said silently in his heart: "Behead the lock talisman, kill whatever you want to lock, it is best to use the ancient sword fairy's dragon slaying, our hometown iron The success or failure of locking the dragon in the well depends on this."

In the sea, dragons are waiting around, it is clear that a disaster is approaching and the gods cannot escape.

Falling in the sight of everyone on Osmanthus Island, it was an extremely cool scene.

A small boat, moving forward leisurely.

Carrying a penny on one's shoulder, the young man drinks wine.