Sword of Coming

The sky was slightly bright, and at the city gate of Rouge County of Caiyi Kingdom, a group of heroes from far away places were riding horses waiting for the gate to open. One of them, a famous martial arts star from Shushui Kingdom, was sitting high on his horse, slowly stroking a piece of cake with the palm of his hand. Holding the piece of mutton-fat jade, he had nothing to do. He looked around and saw a young ranger who had been tired of work walking in the distance. He looked tired, but his eyes were not cloudy. The old man thought that the young man should be a practitioner, but looking at The steps are deep and shallow, and the skill is not too high. The old man continued to wander and looked at some women and girls. Unfortunately, most of them were village girls, with dry skin and mediocre looks. He was a little disappointed. He hoped that after entering the city, not all the women in Rouge County would be like this.

The young man in green shirt glanced at the crowded city gate, then simply walked to a breakfast stall. There was no chair or stool to sit on. He still ordered a white sugar oil cake and a bowl of white rice porridge from the stall owner, and took them Pastry and rice porridge, the stall owner wanted to remind him to return the bowls and chopsticks, but he caught a glimpse of the long sword behind the customer and swallowed his words back. Jianghu people, be polite. After the young ranger paid the bill, he squatted on the roadside and ate cakes and porridge. Even though he had finished his breakfast, he only ate and drank very slowly. When the young man with the sword returned the bowls and chopsticks to the stall owner, the city gate had already let him go. He stood on the roadside and waited.

The old man put away the beautiful piece of jade handle in his hand, couldn't help but glance at the junior man again, and smiled knowingly. When he was his age, he was no longer so miserable.

Chen Pingan ignored the old man's scrutinizing gaze and followed the flow of people to hand over the certificate and enter the city. It's not that Chen Pingan didn't want to return to the house with his sword. He was really exhausted. He had to go back and forth from Rouge County to Misty Mountain. If he could hold on any longer, it would be nothing. After practicing hard to sit on the boxing post, a corpse fell from the sky. Although this sitting post can benefit the soul as long as you can sit on it, but the soul will benefit, the body and body will be damaged, the vitality will be damaged, and the water will burst into pieces. Too much is too little.

However, it is indeed a good idea to travel far away with a sword while sitting in a corpse position.

However, it is possible to do this in Aquarius Continent. Once you reach Beiju Luzhou, where swordsmen are like clouds, it may not be possible. After all, over there, a person who dislikes someone only needs such a ridiculous and ridiculous reason. Let both sides fight until their brains are splattered.

Chen Ping'an did not go directly to Mr. Fisherman's house, but first went to the Chenghuang Pavilion. However, after asking, he found out that the Chenghuang master had been changed and was no longer the Jinchenghuang master Shen. Chen Ping'an sighed, this does not include the Caiyi Kingdom's imperial court crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. Rouge County is an important place in the country. After the death of Shen Wen's golden body, a new city god will inevitably be needed to inherit the throne and be responsible for monitoring the landscape of the county.

Chen Ping'an did not go in. Instead, he followed a route he had taken back then and came to a still secluded earth temple. The temple was too small and there were no temple blessings. Even if he came here to burn incense and pray for blessings, he had to bring his own incense. It was here that I said my final farewell to Shen Wen, the Lord of Jincheng in Rouge County.

After thinking about it, Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold and took out three sticks of incense from the nearby objects while there was no one around. The fragrance was fresh and it was a real product from the mountain. Not to mention that it could be used to ward off evil spirits in the market place, not to mention to light incense to repel mosquitoes. Can.

At the Qingluan Guoshui Temple, on the way to the Lion Garden, the incense deliverer caught up with his group and handed over a bamboo incense tube given by the temple. After counting, I packed a total of twenty-four rare water incense sticks. This time when I went down the mountain, I left most of the water incense in Luolu Mountain. However, I brought the incense tube with me and only packed three sticks of incense in case I needed it in case of emergencies. Thinking of using it now. The matter of offering incense is somewhat taboo among the gods of mountains and rivers, but in places such as Chenghuang Pavilion and Wen Mo Temple, there is no problem with the fragrance of mountains and rivers.

Chen Pingan gently twisted the incense head, and it ignited spontaneously without fire.

Chen Pingan stood still, held the incense above his head, and spoke silently in his heart.

Finally, he inserted three sticks of incense into a copper stove, closed his eyes for a moment, and then turned around and left.

Back outside the alley house, Chen Pingan knocked on the door again.

This time it was not Zhao Shuxia who opened the door, but Zhao Luan. When he saw Chen Ping'an, the little girl's eyes were faint, as if she could speak.

Mr. Fisherman Wu Shuowen and Zhao Shuxia stood on the screen wall in the courtyard.

Chen Ping'an had been with Pei Qian and the girl in pink skirt for a long time. He wanted to rub his head and deal with it, but suddenly he remembered that this Luan Luan was a girl's age and appearance, so he had to smile and said: "It's okay, the monk over there at Misty Mountain , quite reasonable. Luanluan, from now on, just follow Master and practice Taoism with peace of mind."

Zhao Shuxia secretly clenched his fist to express his congratulations.

Sure enough, Mr. Chen, who taught me boxing, is capable of anything!

Although Wu Shuowen was full of questions, he couldn't ask anything in front of the two children. He just smiled and nodded at Chen Pingan, and then walked back to the backyard hall together.

But this time Zhao Shuxia and Zhao Luan still drank tea to slowly nourish their souls.

Chen Pingan took the initiative to take out two pots of Wu Ti wine, one pot for each of Mr. Fisherman.

Wu Shuowen said regretfully: "It's a pity that Luan Luan and Shuxia are still too young to drink."

Wu Shuowen just took a sip and was reluctant to drink again. He smiled and said, "Keep it. I'll keep it first. When the two children get older and drinking becomes a reasonable thing, I will take it out."

Chen Ping'an quickly took out another pot of Wu Ti wine, stood up and placed it in front of Wu Shuo's tattoo. He said helplessly: "Mr. Wu is really good at cheating people to drink. Just drink. I still have the wine."

Wu Shuowen was not polite at all. He drank Chen Ping'an's wine without being soft-spoken at all, "Mr. Chen, don't judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

Chen Pingan raised the wine bottle with a smile, and Wu Shuowen did the same. They clinked glasses and drank each other.

Chen Ping'an didn't intend to go into details about the trip to Menglong Mountain, but he looked at the fisherman who was in a good mood and said softly: "Mr. Wu, the matter of Menglong Mountain is completely settled. If you are still not at ease, then go travel to other countries first." Mountains and rivers are not bad either. After all, it’s time for Shuxia and Luan Luan to broaden their horizons and see more of the world outside, even if it means accumulating some experience in the world, it is ultimately a good thing."

Wu Shuowen nodded, "Okay."

Chen Ping'an sipped the wine with a smile on his face and chatted with Wu Shuowen. He asked about the situation of the temples and rivers in Caiyi Kingdom and Shushui Kingdom. He occasionally took a look at the young man who seemed to be greedy for pure wine, and took a peek from time to time. Chen Ping'an's state of mind returned to peace after he glanced at the little girl, just like falling from the two ends of a ruler back to the middle position.

In fact, for the first time in the house, Zhao Shuxia was very familiar with drinking tea, and was not at all shy about it. He was obviously used to it.

This is what makes Chen Pingan admire Wu Shuowen most.

Zhao Luan has the qualifications to practice Taoism, which is already a huge difference from Zhao Shuxia. Moreover, Zhao Luan has excellent cultivation talent. This means that according to common sense, Zhao Luan, who needed Zhao Shuxia's desperate protection back then, does not need to be protected at all. In a few years, Zhao Shuxia, who only knew how to practice boxing stupidly, could soon lose sight of her back on the way to practice. Of course Wu Shuowen knew this, but Zhao Luan still drank this kind of fairy tea that cost the money of the gods, and there was no difference between Zhao Luan and Zhao Shu.

This does not mean that the two brothers and sisters were cultivated as disciples. They were clearly raised as their own children. To put it bluntly, parents in many families may not be so impartial towards their biological children.

Chen Pingan felt that this old Confucian scholar with low cultivation level was a true benevolent gentleman.

Exactly so, Wu Tiao didn't dare to send more wine.

Some of the things I had originally thought about doing had to be thought about again and again.

For example, should Zhao Luan be given money from the gods on his spiritual path in the future? How to give? How much to give? Will Mr. Wu accept it? How will it be collected? Even if you accept it, how can you make Mr. Wu feel free of any worries?

After going around in circles like this, Chen Ping'an also felt that it was indeed like Ma Duyi said, doing things was too unpleasant, and it was just a short period of time, and he couldn't change it.

Chen Ping'an suddenly apologized: "Mr. Wu, I have something to tell you. I may teach you a few more boxing stakes under the tree today. I will leave for Shushui Country at the latest before the night ban, and I will have to go in a hurry. , so even if you, Mr. Wu, plan to travel to Shushui Country first, we still can’t go together.”

Wu Shuowen hummed, "On the road to spiritual practice, you should not be delayed too much by worldly affairs. This is not a derogatory statement, it is actually the truth."

Chen Pingan stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and said to Zhao Shuxia: "Let's go to the courtyard and teach you a Qi refining formula, a stake and a boxing frame, just these three things, don't be too little. "

In order to avoid suspicion, Wu Shuowen wanted to pull Zhao Luan away, but the little girl who had always been well-behaved and sensible was unwilling to leave.

The old gentleman was a little confused.

Chen Ping'an also noticed what was going on in the room, hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay to listen in, but let me say more. Don't let it be leaked. Only the four of us are allowed to know."

Wu Shuowen sighed, shook his head, and left alone.

Zhao Luan held his chin with his hands, sat on the side without threshold, and said softly: "Mr. Chen, just tell my brother the formula. I won't eavesdrop. I just want to watch you boxing."

Chen Ping'an was really worried that the formula for stopping the sword energy for eighteen times would conflict with the secret method that Zhao Luan was currently practicing, so he told Zhao Shuxia the formula using the Wufu method of gathering sounds into a line and repeated it three times. It wasn't until Zhao Shuxia nodded and said that he had remembered it all that Chen Ping'an began to teach the young man a sword furnace stake, a new boxing stance based on Qiu Xiao Dalong, Zhu Lian Yuan Xingyi, and six-step walking. Zhuang is the foundation of martial arts. No matter how hard you study and practice, it is never too much. I believe that with Mr. Wu watching, Zhao Shuxia will not hurt himself while practicing martial arts.

Not only did Chen Pingan personally practice the stance and boxing, but he and Zhao Shuxia explained it very patiently and meticulously. They took it apart step by step, explained it sentence by sentence, then gathered it together to clearly explain the outline of the respective purposes of the stance and boxing, and finally It talks about the various mysterious and subtle meanings that extend out, and talks about it step by step. If there is something Zhao Shuxia doesn't understand, he just rubs his hands and learns about boxing techniques, repeatedly explaining the current steps.

Zhao Shuxia is naturally not stupid, why is he much better than Zeng Ye.

Zeng Ye's elm knot can make Chen Ping'an, who is so patient, scratch his head, wishing he could imitate the old man of Zhulou's way of feeding fists, don't you understand? One punch to enlighten you! not enough? Then two punches!

Zhao Luan held his cheek and looked at the two people in the yard with a smile on his lips.

In fact, on the road of spiritual practice, whether it is yourself, brother Zhao Shuxia or Master, they are all the same and will have many troubles.

For example, she is afraid of the sight of many outsiders. She is actually very timid. For example, when my brother meets those monks who are his age, he will feel envious and disappointed, but he doesn't hide it well. Master would often be alone in a daze, worrying about food, rice, firewood and salt, and frowning over family affairs.

Zhao Luan felt that she was no longer a little girl who didn't understand anything.

Over in the yard, Mr. Chen, who was more of a scholar than before, still rolled up his sleeves and taught his brother boxing skills. When he walked the boxing pile or put up a boxing frame, in her mind, he was no better than before. It's not easy to travel far away with a sword.

But after reuniting with Mr. Chen, he obviously still treated her as a child. She was very happy, but also a little unhappy.

Zhao Shu cooked lunch, and Chen Pingan also helped.

The master taught Mr. Chen that he was a gentleman and stayed away from the kitchen, but he did not eat less food and drank too much wine, and his face turned red after drinking.

In the afternoon, Mr. Chen still took the trouble to practice boxing with his brother and demonstrated over and over again.

It's approaching dusk.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the sky and smiled at Zhao Shuxia: "Okay, that's it. Remember, the six-step walking pile can't be neglected, and try to hit five hundred thousand punches. Follow the method I taught you, and do it Before punching, first set up the boxing stance. If you feel that it is not interesting or something is a little bit wrong, do not punch and move. Then when you are tired of the move, during the break, use the formula I will teach you to practice sword furnace standing. , We are both stupid, so just practice boxing with stupid methods. One day, at a certain moment, you will feel a sudden inspiration. Even if this day comes late, don't be anxious."

Chen Pingan wiped off his sleeves, smoothed them gently, then patted Zhao Shuxia on the shoulder and said, "Okay, that's all."

Zhao Shuxia wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Zhao Luan had already stood up.

Chen Pingan said: "I'm going to talk to Mr. Wu about something, and then I'll leave."

Finding Wu Shuowen who was practicing calligraphy in the house, Chen Pingan sighed and planned to tell the truth. When things came to a close, the drafts he had prepared were useless, "Mr. Wu, Luan Luan is your disciple. Logically speaking, I shouldn't point fingers. But Luan Luan is at the critical moment of cultivating Taoism now. It would be a great thing for a Qi practitioner to reach the cave realm as soon as possible, so I prepared a sum of immortal money..."

Wu Shuowen smiled and said nothing.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "There are also a few talismans, which I plan to give as parting gifts. Of course, there is also a copied manuscript "Swordsmanship Sermon", together with a magic sword purchased from the Xianjia Shop, named Quhuang, of course. It's an imitation, not of high quality, and was given to the tree for self-defense. I just want Mr. Wu to help me with my sword practice under the tree, and when I feel that I've mastered my boxing skills, I can use it as a self-defense weapon. "Swordsmanship Sermon" and Qu Huang's imitation sword were handed over to Zhao Shuxia. To be honest, if Mr. Wu agrees, I would like to accept Shuxia as a registered disciple. If there is a fate in the future, and Shuxia is willing, Mr. Wu will not object. I will Become an official master and apprentice under the tree again."

Wu Shuowen stretched out his hand to signal Chen Ping'an to sit down. When Chen Ping'an sat down, he smiled and said, "Why, are you worried that I won't be able to save face? Then you are underestimating the importance of Shuxia and Luan Luan in my heart, right?"

Wu Shuowen sighed: "It's okay under the tree. I don't need to do much. In fact, I can't do much. So if you are willing to accept him as a registered disciple, you will wait for a few more years to decide whether to officially accept him as a disciple. Of course, he will be a disciple under the tree." Great luck, I have no objection. But to be honest, I am really short of money to lead this girl Luan Luan to practice. How can I be a hero with a penny? This is the reason. I am not asking you for credit or complaining. Over the years, In order not to delay Luan Luan’s cultivation, I only borrowed money from friends in the mountains a few times.”

The old gentleman sighed endlessly, and then laughed and said: "After exposing my family scandal to you, can I feel free to give our master and apprentice some immortal money? It doesn't hurt to give more. I am an old man and I can't live with others." If you have no ability to beat him to death, it is not difficult to carry some immortal money with you."

Chen Ping'an took out the manuscript "The Book of Swordsmanship", a yellow sword, and three golden talismans from what was nearby. Then he took out a handful of fairy money and placed it gently on the desk.

Wu Shuowen was still stroking his beard and smiling at first. After seeing the fairy money clearly, he was silent for a long time and finally couldn't help asking: "You opened a bank in the mountains? Xiaoshu money is just that, why are there three Guyu coins?! "

Chen Ping'an said with a look of astonishment: "Isn't this too little? Do you really want me to throw the pot away?"

Wu Shuowen couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't expect that Chen Ping'an would "act rogue" like this. The old man picked out three Guyu coins and said firmly: "Take it back, you really don't need this. In the future, Luan Luan will enter the cave realm. If you give a few more, I will I won’t stop you, not now.”

Chen Pingan did not insist.

Chen Ping'an put away the three Grain Rain coins that were supposed to be his belongings when he went down the mountain, and said goodbye with clasped fists, "There is no need to give them away to Mr. Wu."

Wu Shuowen stood up and said, "Then just deliver it to the door of the house. This is a courtesy."

After leaving the house and coming to the yard, Zhao Luan had already picked up Chen Ping'an's bamboo hat.

Zhao Shuxia smiled and said: "Luan Luan and I will send Mr. Chen to the city gate."

Chen Ping'an took the bamboo hat, shook his head and said, "No, I plan to hurry up."

Zhao scratched his head under the tree.

Zhao Luan timidly said: "Then send it to the door of the house."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

Wu Shuowen walked back into the house, looked at the objects and the fairy money on the table, smiled and shook his head, feeling incredible, but when the old gentleman saw the three golden talismans, he was relieved.

He is still the same person as before, but he has just changed from a teenager to a young man.

Wu Shuowen stroked his beard and smiled: "Thanks to Luan Luan, I have finally seen more than one Grain Rain coin in my life."

Outside the house.

Chen Ping'an put on his bamboo hat and prepared to drive away with his sword, heading to Jianshui Villa in Shushui Country, where he still owed a hot pot meal.

Fortunately for Zhao Shuxia, there was no superficial sentimentality about parting.

Have been chatting with Chen Pingan.

The little girl said nothing.

Zhao Shuxia seemed to suddenly remember something and said he would go back first, leaving Luan Luan to say goodbye to Mr. Chen.

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh. Did you use your cleverness in the wrong place?

Zhao Luan lowered his head.

It seems that if you don't speak, you don't have to say goodbye.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, then patted the little girl's head gently and called Luan Luan.

Zhao Luan raised his head, his face slightly red.

Chen Pingan is not stupid.

The way the little girl looked at him was different.

Sometimes, the word "like" will be written in the eyes even if it is not said with the mouth.

So Chen Pingan thought for a while and said softly: "Luan Luan, if I tell you something from my heart, just treat it as a small agreement between us, okay?"

Zhao Luan was a little panicked, but also looked forward to it.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You like me, right?"

Zhao Luan suddenly blushed.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I like you too, but it's different, because I already have a girl I like. But you can still like me now. I don't think this is necessarily wrong. Just like you. That is the Chen Pingan and Mr. Chen in my mind. But I hope that in the future, you will grow up a little bit, maybe three years, five years, or longer, ten years, and maybe one day you will meet Don't be afraid of a boy or young man who you think is very good. After thinking about it carefully, if you find that you really like him, you must not miss him, okay?"

Zhao Luan blinked.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Okay, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement."

Chen Ping'an held up his bamboo hat and said, "Let's go."

The sword fairy unsheathed his sword and walked away.

Zhao Luan raised his head.

A head quietly poked out from the other side of the door.

But the young man didn't know that there was someone standing behind him. And he was obviously much more experienced than him. The old Confucian scholar had quietly turned around.

Zhao Luan turned his head and saw the master's back and Zhao's head under the tree.

Zhao Luan lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and ran into the house quickly.

Zhao Shuxia ran after Zhao Luan and said firmly: "Luan Luan, I didn't listen to a word! Otherwise, I would have the same surname as you!"

A voice came from the front, "Master really didn't see what he was listening to. As a disciple of Confucianism, you should not see or hear anything inappropriate. But under the tree, that's not necessarily the case. Master saw it with his own eyes. He stuck out his buttocks. I listened for a long time."

Zhao Shu made a sudden stop and started running towards the gate without hesitation. Luan Luan would get angry every time he said something, and his attack would be no less serious, and he couldn't fight back.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Chen Pingan wiped away his sweat and felt more tired than after two trips to Misty Mountain.

Zhu Lian is really unskilled, wearing a bamboo hat is of no use.

Just after complaining.

Chen Ping'an sat on a pile on top of the Sword Immortal and smiled knowingly.

After all, Luan Luan is still treated as a little girl. Whoever she likes is like a greedy child who likes a bunch of candied haws or a piece of pastry. If she likes it, she really likes it, but in fact it is not a true love between a man and a woman. It's probably more about dependence, trust, and the connection between joy and sorrow that happened by chance.

And being liked like this, clean and simple, what's wrong with that.

Even if she is no longer liked in the future, it is actually another kind of beauty for a little girl to find a man she truly likes.

Chen Pingan said loudly: "Let's go! Go higher!"

The sword fairy at his feet fell sharply.