Sword of Coming

The sun was setting on this day, and the sky was covered with golden carp spots, just like a huge golden carp swimming in the sky. Its whole body could not be seen in the world.

The boss of the Qingxia Island Fishing House, a very senior monk in the Dragon Gate Realm, personally took a timid young man off the boat and landed, and walked to the mountain gate together.

The Qi practitioner at the Qingxia Island Fishing House is similar to the Niangan Lang of the Great Li Dynasty. The old monk is named Zhang Tu, a very strange and rosy name, but he is the true confidant of Jiejiang Zhenjun Liu Zhimao. Zhang Tu was the first to follow Liu Zhimao. There is no one among Zhimao’s monks. At that time, Liu Zhimao was just a wild cultivator in the sea-viewing realm, but Zhang Jing was a real genealogy master of the eight classics, and he was already in the sea-viewing realm at that time. The story here, Qingxia Island The older generation can talk about having several drinks.

The boy's name is Zeng Ye. He is a good seedling that was just discovered on Maoyue Island. He is naturally suitable for ghost practice. However, good aptitude does not mean that he will have a good future in Shujian Lake. Without the success of the fishing house on Qingxia Island, If you step in, the young man Zeng Ye will be used by the island owner to raise Gu spirits and cultivate ghost fetuses. The young man's early career will definitely rise rapidly, as if he is truly the proud son of heaven who has been cultivated by Maoyue Island. In fact, when Zeng Ye reaches the fifth grade On the day when he reaches this state, his soul will be torn apart. At that time, the young man will know what it means to have misfortune and good fortune.

Zhang Jing is a monk with a dull temperament. He doesn't really like chatting with anyone. Even with Liu Zhimao, Zhang Jing also doesn't say much, but the matter is so important that he has to remind him again: "Zeng Ye, our place I am dedicated to Mr. Chen. You have heard of many of his deeds. He is a very powerful man. He lives near the mountain gate now. When you meet Mr. Chen later, don’t deliberately say good things to Qingxia Island for me. , everything is told truthfully. On Maoyue Island, you yourself heard with your own ears the plan that your master and ancestor confessed to me, so in the final analysis, your little life was actually saved by Mr. Chen. Furthermore, I know you What are you worried about? Did you just come out of the dragon pool and enter the tiger's den again? I might as well tell you directly. This Mr. Chen will definitely not harm you. You will only die miserably on Maoyue Island, but on our Qingxia Island, you will die miserably. It is a real opportunity to practice Taoism. To be honest, even I envy you. In the Immortal Family Cave, even those Immortal Masters who are direct descendants of the Ancestral Hall will not have such good luck as you."

Zeng Ye has a weak temperament. He was scared out of his wits on Maoyue Island and was heartbroken by his master. At this moment, he was still a little lost. He just kept nodding, thinking that no matter how bad the situation was, it would not be able to damage Maoyue Island.

Zhang Jing was silent for a moment and said slowly: "After you have achieved great success, don't forget your roots too much. After all, it was us on Qingxia Island who pulled you out of the fire pit. No matter where you follow Mr. Chen to enjoy happiness in the future, you still have to think about it." I miss the life-saving kindness of Qingxia Island. Zeng Ye, what do you think?"

Zeng Ye swallowed his saliva and said, "I understand, I will never forget your great kindness, Lord Immortal."

Zhang Ding smiled and said, "I only heard you say these words once. I will keep them in my heart from now on. Don't always talk about it. Talking about it is like a jar of wine. One sip today and another sip tomorrow." , it will bottom out soon, and I won’t take it seriously anymore.”

Zeng Ye was just an orphan brought back to Maoyue Island by his master from the market of Shihao Country. His master was blind and could only see a few clues. However, it was the Longmen Realm Patriarch of Maoyue Island who had a unique discernment and caught Zeng Ye at a glance. He has a special bone, and plans to use the evil secret method of the ghost way to drain out the vitality of the bones and raise two or three Yin spirits and ghosts in the fifth realm. The ancestor of Maoyue Island previously confessed in front of Zeng Ye that if his family had the background of Qingxia Island, he would not be so fishing in the swamp. It is impossible to say that Zeng Ye would grow into the first golden elixir immortal on Maoyue Island. It is really not that So much fairy money to waste.

Zeng Ye naturally felt a chill running down his spine and a chill in his heart.

Everything that needs to be said and done is almost done. Zhang Ye led Zeng Ye to the door and knocked gently, "Mr. Chen, I have brought you the suitable candidate."

Zeng Ye suddenly felt a huge panic in his heart, as if he was being submerged by the tide, and his legs became weak.

As the old god said, how could he not be afraid of jumping from one fire pit into another?

Then the young man Zeng Ye met the man named Chen Pingan for the first time in his life.

The door was opened.

Although Zeng Ye is only fourteen years old, he is as tall as a young man, so he can see the man's face clearly without looking up.

The man wore a thick blue cotton robe with a white jade hairpin on his head. He had a slender figure and a thin face.

He is neither an old immortal like Zhang Zang, nor a noble prince like Lu Caisang or Yuan Yuan.

Then the man smiled and said: "Hello, my name is Chen Pingan, how about you?"

Zeng Ye wanted to speak, but his whole body was tense, his limbs were stiff, his lips moved slightly, and he couldn't say a single word.

Zhang Jing was a little helpless and had to answer the accountant's question on his behalf, "Mr. Chen, his name is Zeng Ye, Ye Ting's Ye is a poor guy I picked out from Maoyue Island. He fits Mr. Chen's profile." The requirements are that the aptitude root bones are naturally suitable for the practice of ghosts, and are the first choice for the possession of Yin objects and the habitat of ghosts. If both parties walk together in the human world, not only will the young man's original energy not be depleted, but it will also promote his practice."

Chen Ping'an nodded, then smiled at Zeng Ye and said, "I know a little bit about a side method of weighing. You just need to stand still and I will try to see how strong your backbone is."

Zeng Ye stayed where he was, showing no reaction.

Chen Ping'an didn't take action yet.

Zhang Jing patted Zeng Ye gently and said with a smile: "You can't speak anymore, now you can't even nod?"

Zeng Ye gave Zhang Zhen a pat on the shoulder, and he finally came back to life and nodded vigorously.

Chen Ping'an grabbed the young man's shoulder and lifted it gently. Zeng Tie raised his toes but did not leave the ground.

After Chen Pingan let go, he nodded and said: "It's not particularly heavy. I will pay attention to the signs of your soul from now on. If there is anything wrong at all, I won't let you hold on."

Zeng Ye still didn't speak. He didn't dare to speak and didn't know what to say.

It's like losing my soul again.

After all, on that gloomy Maoyue Island, even before being struck down by the ancestor, he was used to being bullied by the group of disciples. For an old god from Qingxia Island who was as arrogant as Zhang Qi, and who seemed to be even more powerful than the old god. What's more, this young god is even more amazing. Without anyone to support him, Zeng Ye has done his best.

Zhang Jing said helplessly: "Mr. Chen, is this boy's temperament too bad? Otherwise, I will go look around Shujian Lake again?"

Chen Ping'an had actually been paying attention to Zeng Ye's face and eyes, shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I think it's pretty good."

Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief, it was a deal.

There is no lion on Maoyue Island who dares to open his mouth, but he will not give it away in vain. This is the unwritten rule of Shujian Lake. Either Qingxia Island comes to the door, robs people directly, and annexes Maoyue Island together. Not to mention Zeng Ye, all the people and property on Maoyue Island can be taken for free. Yes, but since Qingxia Island has chosen harmony to make money, it has to look like a business, so after Zhang Tie offered a fair price on Maoyue Island, he gave the fairy money without bargaining.

Chen Ping'an was no stranger to this and asked, "What price was offered on Maoyue Island?"

Zhang Jing hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "According to the founder of Maoyue Island, to be conservative, one Zeng Ye can eventually raise one ghost fetus and one Yin spirit. Within twenty years, it will be equivalent to at least two Dongfu realm monks. After considering the cost of cultivating Zeng Ye to the middle five realms, Maoyue Island offered ten Grain Rain coins."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "When it comes to my side, I have to add all the manpower expenses of Mr. Zhang and the fishing house on Qingxia Island. Then count it as fifteen Grain Rain coins and record it in Qingxia Island's account first, and then go back I will pay it together with other expenses.”

Zhang Ding nodded and said, "No problem."

Be it Gu Can, the demon king in the world, Lu Caisang from Guming Island, or Yuan Yuan from Oriole Island, the current group of top young students are all very different from the older generation Shu Jian Hu Yexiu. Everyone regards breaking the old rules as a crime. Joy, as the foundation of hope that gathers people's hearts.

Zhang Ding didn't dare to say that they must be wrong. After all, he would smile at these little brats when he saw them, but in the end, Zhang Ding felt uncomfortable in his heart.

It's just that today's young people who don't follow any rules seem to be getting along better, which makes old people like Zhang Jian a little helpless.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an's actions made Zhang Ding feel good about him.

Otherwise, with the prestige that this person has accumulated in Shujian Lake, he just doesn't pay for a piece of snow. How can he hold his nose and admit that he is different from Qingxia Island?

But this good impression is of no use.

When Zhang Ding thought of this, he became even more upset. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of a reason.

That's it for Shujian Lake.

He is a monk in the Longmen Realm with no hope of success. He no longer has any extravagant hopes of forming a pill. Liu Zhimao has done everything he needs to do in private, and he is extremely benevolent and righteous. In Shujian Lake, where everyone is working hard and full of vitality, Zhang Jing is no different from the market in the dying years. The old man, and compared to the latter, the Qi Practitioner has a more keen sense of the decay of his body and the withering of his soul. The feeling of dying as if he was buried inch by inch in the earth. If it weren't for Zhang Ding's generous heart and poor temperament. Extreme and extreme, otherwise he would have done something crazy a long time ago. Anyway, in Shujian Lake, where people seek death for their evil deeds and good deeds, there are many ways to vent their anger.

The young man Zeng Ye settled in Qingxia Island.

In the room next to Chen Pingan.

When the Maoyue Island boy closed the door and sat beside the bed, he felt as if he was in another world.

After not sleeping for a solid night, he fell asleep in a daze. He didn't wake up until three o'clock in the morning the next day. After Zeng Ye opened his eyes, he looked at the very unfamiliar residence with a blank look on his face. He finally remembered that he was not Maoyue Island now. He was a monk, thinking about it over and over again, and kept emboldening himself. As soon as he walked out of the house, he saw a guy wearing a dark blue python robe sitting at the door next door, eating melon seeds on a small bamboo chair, and turned to look at him. .

Zeng Ye was almost so frightened that he turned around and ran back to the house to hide under the quilt.

Gu Can asked: "Are you Zeng Ye? Are you from Maoyue Island?"

Sweat was already forming on Zeng Ye's forehead.

This little devil caused a bloody storm in Shujian Lake. Although Zeng Ye had never seen him in person, he had only seen Gu Can's appearance in the Liuxu Island residence newspaper, but the contents of those residence newspapers, and Maoyue Island The monk's demeanor and tone when he mentioned Gu Can was still fresh in Zeng Ye's memory. He originally thought that he would never have the chance to see Gu Can in this life. Zeng Ye didn't want to see him, otherwise it would probably be Gu Can who took that big loach. It was the day of Ping Mao Yue Island.

Gu Can said angrily: "It turns out he is a fool."

How could Zeng Ye dare to talk back?

Gu Can didn't even slap his own head to pieces. Zeng Ye almost wanted to kneel down to thank him.

The solemn atmosphere that almost made Zeng Ye feel suffocated suddenly disappeared.

It turned out to be the man in the green cotton robe who walked to the door.

He said to Gu Can: "You are now weak in body and bones. You are in a period of prosperity and decline. You are more likely to be penetrated by the cold and evil energy than ordinary people in the city. You should return to the Spring Court Palace to cultivate as soon as possible."

Gu Can nodded, looked at the small pile of melon seeds left in his hand, and handed them to Chen Pingan, "Then I'm leaving."

Chen Ping'an took the melon seeds, picked one up and started to eat it, and said, "When Tanxue can return to the shore, you ask her to come to me. I have something for her."

Gu Can smiled brightly and said, "Okay."

After Gu Can left, Chen Pingan handed the melon seeds in his hand to Zeng Ye, who quickly shook his head.

Chen Pingan turned around and moved a chair into the room, handed it to Zeng Ye, and sat on Gu Can's original bamboo chair.

Zeng Ye put his butt on the chair nervously, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Chen Pingan chewed melon seeds and said with a smile: "You may need to stay with me for as little as two or three years, or as long as seven or eight years. You can usually call me Mr. Chen. It doesn't matter how precious my name is. No, it’s just that you shouted, it’s inappropriate. People all over Qingxia Island are staring at this. You might as well just stay like you are now, don’t change, watch more and talk less. As for doing things, except for the things I told you, you There’s no need to do more for the time being, and it’s best not to do more. If you don’t understand it now, it doesn’t matter.”

Zeng Ye nodded silently.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Zeng Ye wanted to speak but stopped.

Chen Ping'an said: "Zeng Ye, let me tell you one more thing. Here, you don't have to be afraid of saying the wrong thing. You can say whatever you think."

Zeng Ye then said: "I am not afraid of ghosts. I have been able to see dirty things since I was a child. I followed Master to Maoyue Island. There are many masters, brothers and sisters there who raise ghosts."

Chen Pingan asked casually: "Do you hate your master?"

Zeng Ye pursed his lips and stopped talking. A simple and honest young man with a sad face and a hint of stubbornness.

Chen Pingan nodded: "That's a bit hateful, but more sad, right? And after thinking about it, it seems that Master is not a bad person. If it weren't for him, he might have died long ago, so whether it is towards Master, I still want to regard Maoyue Island as my family and my true home."

Zeng Ye lowered his head, hummed, and said vaguely with tears in his eyes: "I know I am stupid. I'm sorry, Mr. Chen. I will definitely not be able to help you much in the future, and I may make mistakes more often. Then you can beat me and scold me." , I recognize them all.”

Chen Pingan was chewing melon seeds, looking into the distance, and said softly: "Is this stupid? I don't think so."

Zeng Ye was only distracted by his sadness and failed to listen clearly. Only then did he remember that when he was sitting next to a Qingxia Island worshiper, he should have listened to all the golden rules. Zeng Ye felt more and more that he was worthless and deserved to suffer.

Chen Pingan said: "But I'm not telling you, Zeng Ye, you are too timid. It's true. When I was as old as you, I was on my own. When I meet the so-called big shots, I never feel guilty. Scared."

Chen Pingan finished crushing the melon seeds, rubbed his stubbled chin with his palms, and laughed at himself: "It's a bit shameless to talk like this. Well, I might as well go back to Zizhu Island and ask for another pole of bamboo to make myself a bamboo knife. Add Take that big imitation Quhuang bought from Yuanwei Street and learn from your own great disciple. It’s okay to use wrong swords and scare people.”

Zeng Ye realized it later and said now: "How can I compare with Mr. Chen?"

Chen Pingan smiled and stood up, "Are you literate? If you can, I will teach you two secret techniques first. Your rank is not too high. If you practice well, you will be no worse than you were on Maoyue Island."

Zeng Ye quickly stood up and said, "Being literate means always scolding the master for being stupid."

Chen Pingan held up a chair and said, "It doesn't matter. If you encounter anything you don't understand, just ask me."

Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold and turned around to look. Zeng Ye followed cautiously behind him, his hands empty.

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Your master scolded you for being stupid. I don't think you were wronged, but you were carrying a bamboo chair."

Zeng Ye suddenly realized it and immediately turned around and ran to pick up the bamboo chair.

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.

I finally have a normal child by my side.

fine.

When thinking this way, Mr. Accountant didn't even realize that he was only three years older than the young Zeng Ye.