Sword of Coming

The castle towers between green mountains and green waters. Above the gate, if you don't look carefully, you won't find that there are simple talismans with yellow paper alchemy written on the left and right of the gate. Chen Ping'an had good eyesight and was observant of subtle things. He immediately saw these two inconspicuous talismans and turned to look at Lu Tai, who was busy chatting with the woman Huan Shu about the past of Chenxiang Kingdom. , Chen Pingan silently wrote down the talisman pattern.

There are thousands of kinds of talismans in the world, with various schools. There are only three sects that are qualified to be called authentic talismans. The Tianshi Mansion at Longhu Mountain in the Middle Earth Divine Continent is one of them. The other two schools are the Lingbao Sect in the South Posu Continent and the The piece of land under Chen Ping'an's feet is the Tongye Sect of Tongyezhou.

The two uninvited guests, Chen Ping'an and Lu Tai, were placed in a small private courtyard to the east of Feiying Castle by the steward He Ya. He Ya personally led the two to their residences.

The two brothers Huan Chang and Huan Shu said goodbye to them and made an appointment to stay in peace and have a good rest today. There will be a reception banquet in the main building tomorrow night. I hope Chen Ping'an and Lu Tai can attend the appointment on time.

The main bluestone road in the center of Feiying Castle leads directly to the main building. The other streets and alleys are crisscrossed. The yellow soil alleys make Chen Ping'an feel like he has returned to his hometown of Xinghua Lane, Nipin Lane. The neighbors are all Feiying who have lived here for generations. Boy, but the alleys here are much cleaner and neater than the mud bottle alleys filled with chicken excrement and dog excrement. Almost every household has peach, plum and apricot flowers planted, and children are running around and playing with each other, or holding small bamboo swords. They competed with each other with wooden knives, or rode horses with bamboo sticks, shouting and driving. When they saw the old steward He Ya, they were not afraid. They stopped, called Mr. He, and saluted in a decent manner. Soon Just whizzed away, childish laughter echoed in the alleys.

After leading Lutai and Chen Ping'an to stay, the bookish old steward quickly went to the top floor of the main building and met Huan Yang, the master of Feiying Castle.

Huan Yang is a handsome man with a face like a crown jewel. Although he is no longer young, his temples are slightly white, which adds to Huan Yang's style. In the final analysis, good looks, no matter whether he is a man or a woman, are always right. It doesn’t look good, probably because everything is sinful.

Huan Yang sat on a simple Arhat couch, and stretched out his hand to signal He Ya to sit down. The old steward looked down at his mud-covered boots, shook his head with a smile, and moved a chair to sit next to him.

Huan Yang frowned and said, "Uncle He, why did you bring two outsiders into Flying Eagle Castle? Are they related to the immortal master on the west mountain?"

He Ya said helplessly: "Whether it's related or not, I can't say for the time being. When we arrived, there was no movement. It was probably the end of the war, and those immortals and demons had withdrawn. I secretly left two people there to look for clues. , but there is no discovery, it should be the winning party, using the secrets of the immortal family to cover up the secret of heaven."

Huan Yang smiled bitterly and said: "It would be great if those two young men were really the legendary immortal masters. The worldly experts I asked for through my connections were already nearly a month late, so I asked them to I sent a secret letter asking why the master has not arrived for so long. Just now, I received a reply from a friend in the capital. In the letter, he scolded me very much, saying that the immortals on the mountains who were so high above me and the dragons were nowhere to be seen. At the end of the day, even the generals, ministers, ministers and ministers in the capital rarely see each other. It is a great blessing that he can deliver the oral message and finally get the immortal to nod and agree to help. If he pushes too far and angers the immortal, be careful that a good thing turns into a disaster. "

Huan Yang looked worried and asked softly: "Uncle He, you are an old Jianghu. You know some things about the mountain. How do you think this matter should be handled? Are you just going to keep waiting? Strange things have happened one after another in the castle these years. If there are one or two more If this happens, the paper will really fail to contain the fire. People will definitely be panic-stricken by then. What should we do?"

He Ya said categorically: "Friends of the castle master, what they said is true. The Immortal family on the mountain is devoted to the Tao, and their temperament is unpredictable. We ordinary people cannot guess at all, so we can only wait patiently."

Huan Yang sighed, grabbed a wine bottle, and took a sip of Feiying Castle's home-brewed sorghum clay roast, "Then just wait. But Feiying Castle really can't afford it. If not, how could I have done it?" Let you go on an adventure in the mountains and take the initiative to see that Qigong practitioner. I thought I would be lucky and meet an expert who knows the magic of immortality. He will be a dead horse doctor and help our Flying Eagle Castle solve the problem. It’s worth spending all your family wealth.”

He Ya hesitated for a moment, carefully weighed his words, and said carefully: "The reason why I invited those two people to Flying Eagle Castle is because I feel that although they are not very old, they may really be descendants of the Immortal Family from a certain mountain. This time they are traveling around the world. , went out to practice. On the way here, I carefully observed their breathing, footsteps and faces. The young man in white robe with the sword on his back was probably a follower. The remaining young master looked like he was not an ordinary master at first glance. He had such a good temperament. It’s really great.”

Huan Yang stroked his beard and smiled and said: "No wonder Shu girl wants to stick to his side. It seems that she fell in love with him at first sight. Yes, she has good taste. She is indeed my Huan Yang's daughter."

Because of the appearance of the green-shirted young man, the old man recalled many memories of the past, and said with a smile: "When I followed the old fort master when I traveled around the world, I only saw two or three people who had such a similar scene. One of them is the current Liu Bang in the capital. Privy Councilor, in his early years, he was just a dandy, a promiscuous drunkard, but his essence was clearly restrained, which was nothing more than a self-destructive means to deceive the world."

"Then there was Dou Zizhi who showed off his talents when he was just starting out. In fact, not many people were optimistic about Dou Zizhi at that time. They just regarded him as an ordinary genius and could not be regarded as standing out from the crowd. But the old castle owner determined at that time that Dou Zizhi would at least be the leader of the Agarwood Kingdom in the future. It has been a romantic affair for thirty years. The old castle owner has a unique vision."

"The last person, I don't know that person's name or origin. At that time, I went up to the mountain with the old castle owner to enjoy the sunrise. After reaching the top, I found a man in white breathing there. When he found us, He smiled and nodded to me, and after standing up, he disappeared in a flash without a trace. You must know that it is the top of a thousand-foot-high mountain. How else can you get down the mountain except for a god to control the wind or an immortal to control a sword?"

The old man sighed, but he was also in high spirits.

But in the end, I was still a little sad.

The rivers and lakes they are in are so big, with numerous sects, battles between good and evil, life and death, honor and disgrace, and the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, all of whom take righteousness as their top priority.

In the end, is it just a puddle in some people's eyes?

If they want to cross over, all they have to do is lift one foot. If they are too lazy to lift their feet, they may step on puddles and cause chaos in the world?

Huan Yang heard this interestingly, and his depressed mood was relieved a little bit. He asked with a smile: "Uncle He, why didn't you talk about this before?"

The old man laughed at himself: "What are you talking about? A hero does not mention his bravery in the past. Besides, Uncle He, I have never been successful for a day and a half in my life. The old castle owner who smashed the statue of Lingguan with a knife is a real hero. I I'll just carry the old castle owner's baggage and lead the horse for you, try to live a few more days in the future, and organize the wedding for the young castle owner, then I'll be content in this life."

Huan Yang sighed: "Can an immortal really attain immortality?"

The old man smiled and said, "When the god recommended by the castle owner's friend arrives, you might as well ask."

Lu Tai was quite satisfied with this courtyard. It was located at the end of an alley, the environment was quiet, and the walls of the courtyard were covered with sedge.

Then Lu Tai raised his head, smiled and waved to the eaves in the distance. On the other side of the roof, a young man from Flying Eagle Castle gasped for air, ducked down from the roof, and ran to inform the manager He that his whereabouts had been noticed. If he stays here any longer, he may be mistaken for someone with malicious intentions, and it is very possible that he may cause trouble.

Chen Ping'an sat on the stone bench and said softly: "I think it's a bit strange here."

Lu Tai didn't take it seriously and said casually: "Don't worry, I'm just looking for a comfortable place to recuperate. I won't cause trouble. As long as you don't mess with me, no matter what happens outside this courtyard, I don't care."

Chen Ping'an remembered the two ancient talismans on the gate of Feiying Castle, stretched out a finger, followed the pattern of a gourd and a ladle, drew the talisman in the air, and asked: "Do you know what the talisman is?"

Lu Tai went to the house to look for tea sets. Since he was living under someone else's roof, he had to do as the Romans do. Neither of them had any luggage, so it was hard to just take things out of thin air. Without rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Lu Tai moved out a set of items, and then I was getting ready to go out with a small bucket, and told Chen Pingan that I was going to fetch water. I just passed by a well, which was interesting. Originally, the well water was the lowest quality water for making tea, but the water from the well there had excellent quality. , maybe there will be an unexpected surprise.

As for the talismans, Lu Tai put it bluntly. How could he possibly know all the styles of talismans in the world? The two figures on the door were of unknown origin. They might be the work of a side disciple of the Tongyezhou Talisman Sect. Anyway, the quality of the talismans was not high. If you go too far, your spiritual energy will disappear long ago, so the ignorant fools like Feiying Castle are so stupid that you enshrine Baji as a treasure, probably for peace of mind.

Chen Ping'an always felt that there was a faint yin energy lingering in the Flying Eagle Castle, which lingered there, but it was nothing compared to the billowing black smoke after the evil monk broke the clay pot.

Lu Tai came back with the empty bucket.

Chen Pingan asked: "What, the well water is not suitable for making tea?"

Lu Tai curled his lips, "The Feng Shui of Feiying Castle has obviously been tampered with. The well water is particularly gloomy. Let alone making tea, it is boiling water for cooking. Ordinary masters who do not have strong Yang Qi will be in trouble over time. However, It’s not a big problem. I guess in the past ten or twenty years, there must be many more girls than boys born. If this goes on, the yin will increase and the yang will decline.”

Chen Pingan frowned and said nothing.

Lu Tai smiled and asked, "Don't care?"

Chen Ping'an glanced at him, "Let's not talk about the grievances and grievances in the world. We don't understand anything now. Are you helping others or harming others?"

Lu Tai smiled and said, "Then I'll be relieved. I'm afraid that if you get angry, you'll draw your sword to help."

Chen Pingan said angrily: "I don't have a knife."

Lu Tai threw the bucket aside, put his hands behind his back, looked at Chen Pingan playfully, and said with a click of his tongue: "Hey, Chen Pingan, it's okay, now he can tell jokes."

Chen Pingan laughed it off.

Start practicing six-step walking in the yard.

Lu Tai sat on the steps, looked up at the sky, and gently waved his bamboo fan, "It's going to rain."

In the dusk, there will soon be a heavy rain, as promised.

Drops of water fell on the stone table in the yard, in the alleys, and between heaven and earth.

Chen Pingan was wearing a golden robe. He didn't have to worry about getting cold or even having his clothes soaked. He continued to practice boxing. Moreover, every time he punched, the feeling of suddenly breaking up a ball of rain made Chen Pingan addicted to it.

In order to avoid the rain, Lu Tai was already sitting at the door of the house. Although there was an autumn wind and rain and the weather was cool, he was still shaking his fan there, either in a daze or occasionally glancing at Chen Pingan's boxing skills.

Lu Tai saw that Chen Ping'an had switched from boxing training to sword training, still holding the long sword in a strange way.

Lu Tai smiled and said: "The ancients always regarded rain as the union of heaven and earth, and the harmony of yin and yang. The ideas of the ancients are really interesting. I wonder what future generations will think of us."

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything. Lu Tai was often so arrogant and talkative, so don't pay attention.

That night, the lights in Lutai's room were turned off and they went to bed.

Chen Ping'an stayed up late at night to read as usual, flipping through the book "Mountains and Seas".

It was still raining heavily outside the window. Such heavy rain was rare.

Chen Pingan's ears twitched slightly, and he vaguely heard the laughter of children chasing each other in the alley outside the yard.

A moment later, just as Chen Pingan turned the page of the book, he heard a subtle female voice coming from outside again, crying and complaining.

Chen Pingan was indifferent, and a series of old man's coughs gradually faded away.

You know, this courtyard is located at the end of an alley, a dead end road.

Chen Ping'an closed the book in his hand, picked up the sword-raising gourd on the table, and walked out of the house while drinking. After opening the door, suddenly, it was as if the rain in the world was filled with blood.

After a blink of an eye, it returned to normal. Except for the cold weather and the mist surrounding the small courtyard, there was nothing unusual.

Chen Ping'an moved a chair and sat outside the threshold. He showed off his momentum a little, and his pure and restrained fist power slowly flowed through his body, quietly blocking the rain that hit his face a few feet away.

There was an aggressive knock on the door.

Chen Pingan was about to get up and open the door.

The knocking on the door suddenly stopped.

After repeated attempts, Chen Ping'an simply ignored them and began to practice sword furnace stake setting.

After about a stick of incense, the heavy rain gradually stopped and turned into a continuous drizzle.

There was another sound of fingers scratching at the door.

Chen Pingan opened his eyes, sighed, took out a yellow paper pagoda demon-suppressing talisman from his sleeve, stood up, and slowly walked towards the entrance of the courtyard.

The yellow paper talisman at the fingertips shone brightly, emitting golden light, like a scorching sun tearing through the night.

Lu Tai suddenly opened the door, yawned and said, "Put it away quickly, you will scare the ghost to death if you are not careful."

Chen Pingan ignored this cold joke.

He was about to open the door and throw the talisman into the alley first without caring about anything else.

Lu Tai reminded: "Don't alert the enemy."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, but still walked straight to the courtyard door. After pulling out the door bolt, he saw a gloomy atmosphere. The muddy alley outside the door was obviously empty, but there were whispers floating around, and there were also sounds on the ground. Footprints of different shades.

Chen Pingan turned around and posted the talisman on the door.

Before entering the door, I turned around and saw that in the distance of the alley, there were two people, one large and one small, walking in the rain. They were all wearing plain white linen clothes. The child did not turn around, but "twisted" his whole head and looked at Chen Ping'an. He stared, opened his mouth, and smiled silently.