Sword of Coming

Even an old man from Shujian Lake like Zhang Ding didn't expect that the snow today would be particularly heavy and last for such a long time.

That ferocious momentum was like it was going to raise the water level of Shujian Lake by one foot.

Heavy snow heralds a good year.

It is not just a proverb in the market, it is also applicable in the eyes of tens of thousands of wild cultivators in Shujian Lake. For the aura and water transport of Shujian Lake, the rootless water such as rain, snow and morning dew is naturally the more the better. Every island is probably eager for this heavy snow. It only fell on my head, not as snowflakes, but as snow money, a lot of fairy money.

In fact, there are already many earthly immortal monks who have gone to heaven to display magical powers and use various special skills to gain real benefits for their own islands.

On the winter solstice, according to the custom of my hometown, Chun Ting Mansion made dumplings.

The day before, the little loach finally suppressed his injuries and was able to return to the shore quietly. Then today, Gu Can sent him to call Chen Pingan and come to the house to eat dumplings. While talking, Gu Can was sitting on the stove with his mother. While busy, the kitchen in Chunting Mansion is now larger than the ancestral homes of Gu Can and Chen Ping'an in Muping Lane combined.

Little Loach was also curious on the way to the mountain gate. Gu Can said that Chen Pingan might want to give him something. What was it?

I heard that Chen Ping'an has been living in seclusion for the past ten days, almost never leaving the house. When he shows up, he only opens the door and takes a look at the scenery of the snow-sealed lake. It is very different from the previous wandering around Shujian Lake.

She was still a little afraid of Chen Ping'an.

At first, returning to Chishui City was based on the instinctive awe related to the foundation of one's own path. After the battle between Chen Pingan and Liu Laocheng, the little loach named Tanxue by Chen Pingan was even more afraid.

She still sincerely likes Gu Can as her master, and has always been glad that Chen Ping'an donated her to Gu Can.

She will now be reserved around Chen Pingan.

She reached the house and knocked gently.

Chen Ping'an's hoarse voice came from inside: "The door is unlocked, come in, be careful not to step on the bluestone."

She opened the door, and the cold air from the heavy winter snow outside rushed into the house.

She didn't pay attention at first. She was naturally close to and happy about the cold weather in the four seasons. However, when she saw the pale Chen Ping'an behind the desk, she started coughing. She immediately closed the door and walked around the piece of paper that was as big as Gu Can. The lichen-covered bluestone in the study room of the mansion stood timidly near the desk, "Sir, Gu Can wants me to call you to eat dumplings at Chunting Mansion."

Chen Ping'an has stopped writing. He has a homemade bamboo woven copper gall charcoal cage on his knees for heating. He uses the charcoal fire to ward off the cold in the palms of his hands. He apologizes: "I won't go. Please tell Gu Can and aunt for me later." apologize."

She said softly: "Sir, if you are worried about the wind and snow outside, Tanxue can give you a little help."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Forget it."

She wanted to say something else, but when she looked at Chen Pingan's eyes, she immediately gave up the idea.

Chen Pingan asked: "Do you know why you were named Tanxue?"

She shook her head.

Chen Pingan said slowly: "Iced charcoal is different from the furnace. This is a truth that all children understand, right?"

She nodded.

Chen Ping'an said: "So the most valuable thing is that we can be close to each other when we are in the same furnace. This is one of the most valuable things. Also, I have selfish intentions. When I see you, I remind myself that I gave you to Gu Can. It was indeed a timely help. action, if..."

Chen Pingan stopped talking, raised a hand from the charcoal cage, and picked up a carving knife on the table.

This action made Tanxue, a Nascent Soul monk who was seriously injured and so skinny that a camel was bigger than a horse, couldn't help but tremble with his eyelids.

There was a bamboo knife with a bamboo sheath that was just made last night on the table. Originally, Zeng Ye, who liked the snow scene, wanted to help Zeng Ye go to Zizhu Island to beg or buy a pole of bamboo, but when he thought about it, the bamboo knife seemed to be more green bamboo. It looked better, with a purple bamboo scabbard and a knife hanging on the waist. It was a little more fancy, so he changed his mind and asked Zeng Ye to chop down a pole of green bamboo on Qingxia Island and bring it back. Chen Pingan made the knife and scabbard overnight. There were a lot of scraps left, which were cut into a bunch of small bamboo slips for Chen Ping'an. There were a few blank bamboo slips without inscriptions on the table, but they were different from the previous bamboo slips that had been engraved with text. These new bamboo slips made on Qingxia Island were not The regulations are the same, but the lengths are different, and the thicknesses are different.

At this time, Chen Ping'an picked up the bonus carving knife obtained from the shop in the capital of the Sui Dynasty, picked out the longest bamboo slip, cut it off with a slight knife near one end of the bamboo slip, divided it into two pieces of very different lengths, and then Then he cut off the long section again and again, and the gaps were like the knots of a green bamboo pole.

In the alleyway with smoke curling up from cooking stoves, the sun shines high beside the fields. Between the two ancestral houses in Mubo Lane, there is the splendid Chun Ting Mansion and the lawless Shujian Lake.

This scene, although she had no idea what Chen Ping'an was doing or what he was thinking about, still made Tan Xue frightened.

This descendant of the true dragon, who is as unafraid as Liu Laocheng, is like an erring boy who is about to be punished, facing a school master who is settling accounts after his fall, waiting for the board to fall in his hand.

Chen Ping'an didn't raise his head, just stared at the broken bamboo slip, "There is a saying in our hometown that lotus root cannot fit into a bridge and bamboo cannot fit into a ditch. Have you heard of it?"

Tanxue hesitated for a moment and said softly: "In Lizhu Cave, my spiritual wisdom was not yet developed. When I arrived at Qingxia Island, I started to really remember things. Later in Chunting Mansion, I heard Gu Canniang mention it casually."

Chen Pingan finally raised his head and said with a smile: "My temper is the same as Gu Can's, but the knowledge in these words was learned from my aunt?"

Tan Xue remained silent, her eyelashes trembling slightly, looking pitiful.

Chen Ping'an said: "I have already felt guilty twice on Gu Can's side. As for Auntie, I have paid off. Now you are the only one left, little loach."

Tan Xue slowly raised her head, her golden eyes staring intently at the accountant sitting behind the desk.

The murderous spirit inside the house was so strong that the wind and snow howled outside.

He is extremely weak now, but how can he be better? ! More sick than myself!

When it comes to the road and life and death, she will not be ambiguous at all. Beyond that, she can even ride the horse for Chen Ping'an, obey him, treat him as half a master, and respect him.

She and Gu Can were innately compatible, and they were in perfect harmony.

Chen Pingan coughed, flicked his wrist, placed a golden rope on the table, and said with a smile: "What, are you scaring me? Why not see the fate of your kind?"

Tanxue saw through the roots of the golden rope at a glance, and immediately felt heartbroken.

The rest of the slips, Hu Yexiu, not to mention Yuan Ying great monks like Liu Zhimao, and even golden elixir immortals like Yu Hui, would never be as frightened as she was when they saw this magic weapon.

Chen Pingan put down the carving knife in his hand, picked up the demon-binding rope made from the dragon's beard of the old Yuanying of Jiaolonggou, went around the book case, and walked towards her slowly, "Of course I didn't kill this old Yuanying with my own hands. Jiao, even the demon-binding rope was over there on the upside-down mountain. I asked my friends to help me refine it. The person who killed the old Jiao was a great sword immortal. I asked someone to refine it, and it was another great sword immortal who was in charge. This is the end of the small world and the old Jiao who is about to reach the Jade Pu realm. Gu Can may not know, but you don’t know that Shujian Lake is just too small for you? It will only get smaller and smaller."

Chen Pingan stood in front of her, "You help Gu Can kill this and that, kill with excitement, kill with joy, for what purpose? Of course, the two of you are closely related, you will not harm Gu Can, but In addition to following the true intentions of both parties and doing random things all day long, you are foolishly thinking about helping Gu Can gain a foothold, and then help Liu Zhimao and Qingxia Island to annex the entire Shujian Lake, so that you can eat up half of the country. Is the water transport of Shu Jian Lake the basis for you to take a big gamble and take the risk to reach the Jade Pure Realm?"

Chen Ping'an held the demon-binding rope in one hand, stretched out a finger, and stabbed her forehead hard, "How big is the bowl, how much rice can it hold? You don't understand this?! Are you really afraid of holding you to death?!"

Her face was filled with anger and her whole body was trembling. She really wanted to reach out with her paw and cut out the heart of the sick man in front of her on the spot.

But she didn't dare.

One of the very important reasons is the semi-immortal weapon now hanging on the wall.

Rather than any affection or incense love.

Even deep down in her heart, she sensed a strange aura of innate overpowering in Chen Ping'an.

At first, she mistakenly thought that it was due to chance.

Later she was shocked to realize that it was not just that.

Because of her vision and years, she is far inferior to a similar person in this matter, Wu Yi, the founder of Ziyang Mansion in Huang Ting Kingdom. Wu Yi is the golden elixir immortal. He can see through the truth at a glance. It is Chen Ping'an who has the killing power. Wu Yi didn't know why the dragon's causal entanglement was so heavy. He couldn't figure it out. The only person who could possibly guess the general context was her father, the thousand-year-old Jiao who went to Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain to serve as the deputy headmaster. Unfortunately, he would not tell his daughter clearly at all.

Chen Pingan poked her in the head again and again, "You don't even know how to be a smart bad guy, do you really think you can live a long time?! Go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and take a look. Every hundred years, the Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator will How many people are going to die?! Have you seen the swords of the Wei and Jin Dynasties in Fengxue Temple? Have you ever seen A Liang, who was knocked back to the world of Haoran by Dao Laoer with one punch, and then knocked back into the world of Qingming by Dao Laoer with a punch? Have you ever seen a sword cultivator leveling the Jiaolong ditch with his left and right swords?! Have you ever seen how Du Mao, the first monk in Tongye Continent who ascended to the Ascension Realm, died?!"

Chen Pingan took back his hand, coughed continuously, and said hoarsely: "You only met Liu Laocheng, a Jade Purity Realm man, and he almost died."

She became angry and gritted her teeth.

The murderous intent in those golden eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and she didn't try to hide it at all.

Chen Pingan twitched his lips and stared at this so-called true dragon descendant who was going smoothly, "Why on earth do you and Gu Can think that killing is not wrong and that you have no regrets if you are killed? Gu Can is like this People, dragons like you, and seemingly shrewd people like Mother Gu Can, if I don’t know you, do you know that even if I pass by Shujian Lake, even if I only have this little cultivation, even if I can’t throw a punch, I don't hand over a sword, I just drink tea, chat with Liu Zhimao, Liu Laocheng, and the owner of Lisu Island, and make deals with them. I stay in Shujian Lake for a few years, and you can die several times. ?”

She sneered: "Then you kill? Why don't you kill?"

She seemed to become very happy in an instant, and said with a smile: "I know that you, Chen Ping'an, are able to get to where you are today. You are much smarter than Gu Can. You are as meticulous as a hair, calculating every step, even You are exploring even the smallest details of people's hearts. But so what? Didn't the Great Way collapse? Chen Ping'an, do you really know what Gu Can was feeling that night? You said something went wrong in his practice, so he vomited blood. , Gu Can is not as smart as you, but he is really not stupid. I really don’t know that you are lying? I am at the Nascent Soul realm after all. I really can’t see that there is a big problem with your body? It’s just that Gu Can is soft-hearted. After all, He is such a big child and I don’t dare to ask. As for me, I am not happy to say that if you are weaker, I will be less afraid of you. Facts have proved that I was half wrong. I should not just You think that you are relying on your identity and background. Oh, yes, as Mr. Chen said, I am very stupid and not very smart. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to guess half of them right, no more, no less. You can actually do it by yourself. With all my strength, I stopped Liu Laocheng, and then I survived. You were seriously injured, and you were getting better and better. Now I can slap you to death, just like I slap to death those who are dead and cannot be used as supplements. Ants, exactly the same."

Chen Pingan casually threw the rope that bound the demon on the table, put his palms together, and smiled, "That's right. If you don't say these words, I will be tired for you. You really can't pretend well. I Seeing it so clearly makes you and I feel tired. Now, we are actually on the same line."

She narrowed her eyes and said, "Stop pretending to be a ghost here."

Chen Pingan stretched out a palm and spread his fingers, "Including Zeng Ye, you and me, just the two of us, we can actually be separated separately and become the fifth line."

She sneered: "Chen Ping'an, are you dealing with those evil creatures too much and have gone crazy? Are you obsessed? Why don't you turn around and turn to the devil in one go? Why, you are so ambitious and want to imitate that person? Lord of Baidi City? Start by becoming the co-lord of Shujian Lake? It’s not impossible. Mr. Chen Da knows so many powerful people. With them, there’s nothing he can’t do. I’m not even a gentleman. Those little loaches with Dharma Eyes are not the towering backers behind the scenes, they could crush me to death with just one finger."

Chen Ping'an smiled. He really thought these words were quite interesting and provided him with an additional cognitive possibility. In this way, the line between the two parties would be clearer.

When he smiled, the tense atmosphere in the room faded a bit.

Chen Pingan reached out and motioned for her to sit down and talk, and he turned around and walked straight to the desk.

Her back was left like this.