Sword of Coming

Huan Shu, the daughter of Flying Eagle Castle, is interested in Lu Tai, and Chen Ping'an is not blind, so he can naturally tell.

Chen Ping'an could also see the lingering gloom between the brother and sister's brows despite their politeness.

It seems that ghosts are at work here, harassing the people in the market almost unscrupulously, bringing great worries and troubles to Eagle Castle.

In the world under the mountain, no matter how wealthy you are, you are still unable to deal with this kind of thing.

The group went to the main building of Flying Eagle Fort. The majestic building, the plaques and couplets handwritten by celebrities, the tall painted door gods, and the jade-white squatting lions on the left and right sides all showed the glory of the Huan family in Flying Eagle Fort in the past. and background.

The banquet hall is brightly lit, with red candles as thick as a baby's arms. There are also many old objects, large landscape calligraphy and paintings, and a screen with scenes of the immortal family, the castle owner Huan Yang and his wife, and the old housekeeper He Ya As well as several elders of the Huan family, they greeted the two young men who were visiting the Flying Eagle Castle for the first time at the entrance of the hall.

Behind them stood many family leaders and descendants. These people were full of curiosity about Lu Tai and Chen Ping'an. After all, it was rare to see such a big battle.

Lu Tai told Chen Ping'an from the bottom of his heart, "Don't hit the smiling man with your hands. Believe it or not, if the Huan family of Feiyingbao is smart enough, he will take the initiative to apologize to us after drinking for three rounds."

Lu Tai quickly lost his composure. He looked around and said in Chen Ping'an's heart: "There are quite a lot of old antiques. The Huan family in Feiying Fort is quite wealthy. It's pretty good if it's placed at the bottom of Tongyezhou Mountain. If it wasn't Something unexpected happened and we had to retreat here. I'm afraid we don't need to show up at all. We have already invited the immortal masters from Chenxiang Kingdom or the surrounding area to deal with the evil things."

Lu Tai mentioned before that businessmen from all over the world put forward the term "old money" and "new money".

There are old and new banks with banknote numbers. There are time-honored brands that have survived for hundreds or even thousands of years, and there are also new forces that have emerged due to the situation. The banknotes issued and circulated by the two will naturally have differences in years between the old and the new.

Before sitting down, Chen Ping'an was keenly aware of the strangeness of the castle owner's wife. Her whole aura seemed to be covered by clouds and mist, and it was the kind of dark clouds and black mist, obviously stained with filthy aura. It seemed that the woman had a beautiful face and was well-maintained. In fact, the vitality is exhausted and the oil is about to run out.

Lu Tai didn't even look at her.

The dinner was not about delicacies from the mountains and seas, but wild game and river delicacies plus seasonal fruits and vegetables. Huan Yang was unpretentious from beginning to end, and his attitude was very low. Even Chen Ping'an could clearly feel the discomfort of the Huan family's children. He raised his glass to drink and took down his chopsticks. Picking up the dishes is very perfunctory, and it's often the castle owner who proposes a toast that makes the slightest move.

It's just that Lu Tai guessed wrong. Even though the banquet was coming to an end, Huan Yang, the master of the castle, did not mention the strange alley where the two stayed. He only said that the Flying Eagle Castle was in a remote place and had poor care. He hoped that the two young masters would be considerate. But after finishing the last sip of wine, the outsiders got up and dispersed. Huan Yang and his wife personally took Chen Pingan to visit the main building. After climbing to a terrace on the top floor, when everyone climbed up to look into the distance, Huan Chang and Huan Shu They each brought a gift and put it in a wooden box. Huan Yang said that it was an old antique passed down from Feiying Castle. It was not valuable, but it was still rare. A little greeting gift would not be considered respectful. He hoped that the two young masters would come to Feiying Castle more often in the future. Be sure to sweep the couch to welcome you.

Lutai's social activities were perfect.

He touched the railing and muttered silently: "Good place."

So the guests and the host parted happily. Huan Shu wanted to send the two of them to the alley, but Huan Chang made an excuse to stop her. Although Huan Shu was dissatisfied, she did not insist on leaving the main building in the end. She looked at the two Huan Chang whispered as they walked side by side on the broad street: "Xie Yang was so seriously injured, why didn't you go and visit?"

Huan Shu frowned and said: "Dad and Grandpa He both told him not to act rashly and still be so reckless. If an immortal master hadn't come to Feiying Castle tonight, how would he clean up the mess? Tao Xieyang is such a big man, but he still manages Feiying Castle. Why are you still so impulsive about half of the affairs of Eagle Castle? I just spent a few days in the outside world, and I don’t know how high the sky is..."

Huan Chang said angrily: "No matter what, Xianyang was seriously injured because of our Flying Eagle Castle. Stop saying sarcastic words! If Xianyang hears this and leaves Flying Eagle Castle in anger, no one will have the nerve to stop him! You take it seriously I wonder how many famous and decent people have taken a fancy to Xianyang’s talent in martial arts and economics over the years?”

Huan Shu curled her lips, "Then the temple is too small to accommodate the great Bodhisattva. What else can Feiying Castle do? Cry and beg Tao Xieyang to stay?"

Huan Chang turned his head and scolded him sternly: "Huan Shu, why are you getting more and more idiotic the more you talk! Could it be that your conscience has been eaten by dogs?! Xieyang and you are childhood sweethearts who grew up together, and we are even better brothers... …”

Huan Shu's eyes were red and she felt a little aggrieved. It was the first time she saw such an angry brother, and she trembled: "But I don't want to marry him. He likes me, but I just don't like him. What can I do?"

Huan Chang sighed. Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite, and this matter is difficult to resolve.

Huan Chang couldn't understand why such a brilliant Jianghu fairy fell in love with Tao Xieyang at first sight, but Tao Xieyang didn't like her.

Why did Tao Xieyang like his sister for so many years, but he couldn't like his sister who was supposed to have a smooth marriage and get married.

As for if Tao Xieyang gets married to his sister, who old steward will help and support him invisibly? After traveling all over the country for so many years, Tao Xieyang is admired both inside and outside of Feiying Castle. So one day, will Feiying Castle change his surname? Huan Chang didn't think much, or he didn't want to think deeply.

The autumn night is cool, the stars are bright, and the stars are dotted, as if they are all the sorrow of the world.

That night, before Chen Ping'an and Lu Tai reached the alley and on the road outside the gate of Feiying Castle, a man from outside the country came with an immortal spirit.

Only the castle master Huan Yang and the housekeeper He Ya went out to greet them and stood respectfully with their hands raised. The atmosphere was not lively, but compared to the banquet to welcome the two young people, it was obviously more down-to-earth.

The person walking towards him was a tall man with sparkling eyes, holding a snow-white horse. He was about forty years old, holding a fly whisk and a mahogany talisman sign hanging from his waist.

There are two bundles of pine and cypress branches hanging on both sides of the saddle, which is very strange.

A whisk with the words "Quiyou" engraved on it.

The fort master Huan Yang and the old man He Ya quickly bowed and said, "Welcome to the Taipingshan Immortal Master."

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded: "No need to be polite, it is our duty as mountain people to go down the mountain to kill demons."

Before Huan Yang could speak, the man holding the horse raised his head and looked over the castle, "The evil spirit is indeed very heavy. If I guessed correctly, there should have been a heavy rain in Flying Eagle Castle just now. You must know that that is not the case." An ordinary autumn rain, but the evil spirits entrenched here are casting spells and forming formations to teach you how to annihilate your descendants at Flying Eagle Castle."

The eyes of Huan Yang and the old steward met, Huan Yang cupped his hands and said: "As long as the Immortal Master can save the lives of more than 500 people in Feiying Castle, Feiying Castle is willing to build a shrine for the Immortal Master and hand over the weapon that the ancestors accidentally obtained. The treasured sword 'Zhi Xue', the descendants of the Huan family have worshiped Taiping Mountain and the Immortal Master for at least a hundred years, and will do their best to repay the Immortal Master!"

The man smiled casually and shook the duster, "We'll wait until we save him. Otherwise, a good relationship will turn into a business deal. Wouldn't he smell like copper?"

Huan Yang was so excited that he burst into tears and said: "Immortal Master Gao Jie! It's Huan Yang who is rude..."

The man ignored him and led the horse forward, showing off his divine demeanor.

That night, another slovenly old man who had traveled a lot visited Feiying Castle, and the door was almost not opened. Later, Tao Xieyang's friend, the young Taoist Huang Shang, rushed over after hearing the news, and then the old man was connected to Feiying Castle, where he could live casually. In an alley, Huang Shang's face was full of guilt, but the old man didn't care. He walked around late at night and took a look. During this period, he lay on the mouth of the well and smelled the smell of several wells.

After the old man settled in, he murmured, tiptoed, and climbed to the roof from the courtyard. He looked up at one place and looked at it carefully for a moment. After returning to the courtyard, he asked: "Is there an expert in charge of Flying Eagle Castle already?"

The young Taoist was stunned, "I don't know whether he is an expert or not. I only know that two young men came to Feiying Castle two days ago. One is handsome and has a good skin, and the other carries a long sword on his back. Too talkative."

The old man asked: "You and Tao Xieyang were in danger before, but those two people didn't help?"

Huang Shang smiled bitterly and said, "It was the old housekeeper who saved us. Those two people didn't show up."

The old man nodded, "He Ya does know a little bit about Taoism, but it's a bit far behind the talisman those two people posted at the door."

The young Taoist was stunned on the spot, "Those two people are about the same age as me. Are they already like Master, the immortal masters who have access to the mysteries?"

The old man sneered and said: "What's wrong with being young? If you are able to move mountains and seas at a young age, then you are called a real immortal master. A dabbler like your master and I, relying on a lot of meager Taoist skills gained from age, can succeed in the world. In the eyes of the real immortals on the mountain, they will not be regarded as fellow-believers at all."

Huang Shang still didn't believe it. He always felt that the master was a noble person, a truly worldly master who was indifferent to fame and fortune, and didn't like to brag about his immortal cultivation.

The old man said nothing more. Compared with those immortals who fly in the clouds and travel in the wind, I am like living like a dog for a long time. After all, it is not a comfortable thing.

Over there, Chen Pingan posted a pagoda demon-suppressing talisman outside the courtyard gate.

Neither of them felt sleepy, so they chatted in the yard.

Chen Ping'an looked solemn, while Lu Tai still smiled and sat on the chair to fan himself.

Just as Chen Pingan was about to speak, Lu Tai reached out to stop Chen Pingan's words, "It won't work if I say it."

Lu Tai changed the subject and joked: "A golden robe, two flying swords in a sword gourd, and a magic weapon-level demon-binding rope. When you become a seventh-level martial artist one day, what's the point?" "

Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly and said cheerfully: "The bitterness in it is not enough for outsiders to understand."

Lu Tai sighed and said, "Are you surprised why I never think of myself as a swordsman?"

Chen Pingan said angrily: "What's weird? Isn't it because you are afraid of heights? From Laolongcheng to Daoxuan Mountain, you take the Osmanthus Island, and from Daoxuan Mountain to Tongye Island, you take the Treasure Whale. Then you have ridden on Kun Boat?"

Lu Tai blushed and threw the bamboo fan in his hand towards Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan stretched out his fingers and twisted them gently. The bamboo fan seemed to be pulled by silk threads, spinning around and flying around Chen Pingan. , returned to Lu Tai. Lu Tai caught the bamboo fan and said, "Putting what you have learned into practice very quickly."

The skill of a swordsman to control a sword may be mysterious in the world of martial arts, but for Chen Ping'an, who has reached the fourth level of martial arts.

One Dharma can pass, all Dharmas can pass.