Sword of Coming

A night sailing boat is like a leaf of duckweed in the sea.

Liu Xianyang seemed to be wandering for thousands of miles, Xiao Mo was responsible for keeping an eye on Jiang She's Taoist monk, Xie Gou sat on the steps and yawned, and the woman's eyes often wandered over Pei Qian.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was a little heavy, and the old scholar suddenly said: "Pei Qian, come with me for a walk."

Pei Qian nodded.

There was a side door in the courtyard that could lead to other places, but the moon cave door was locked. The old scholar pretended to fumble around in his sleeves, turned his back to everyone, and seemed to take out the key and opened the door. He pushed the door open and Pei Qian followed.

Different from the shabby previous courtyard, this place is a unique place. It is a typical Gongqing residence, with tall tall trees and green bamboos, green color, clear top and bottom, one wall is slightly empty, filled with magnolias. I want to be a guest room in the hot summer, but I dare not visit here in the hot weather. .

The old scholar looked around and said with a smile: "My boss is too stingy. If you can read in it and open the window, the skylight and green will pour in, and the words will be fresh and vivid. It will be really useful to open the book."

Pei Qian put away his thoughts and explained: "I heard from my junior brother that the last city lord of Lingxi City was a woman. She could criticize Su Zi and Mr. Xin Jian's poems. I guess this is her study place. As the big owner of the ship, we can't just let Master use it as his private residence, otherwise someone will be suspected of cheating. "

The old scholar nodded and said suddenly: "This makes sense, otherwise I would have to go to the ship owner and chat a few words, and I will talk about whether there are jujubes or not."

That magnolia was in its flowering season, and when it was in bloom, the ground looked like snow.

The old scholar clasped his hands behind his back, stood under the tree, laughed to himself, and said softly: "The last time we discussed matters in the Confucian Temple, the two worlds were facing each other with great fanfare. Of course, the one who stole the spotlight was safe. Over at Tuoyue Mountain, there is another Lalang Pei. He persuades your master to go to the wilderness so that he can help you recognize a few more mistresses. He also shows off his posture and is willing to leave the high throne empty, making it look like your master is going there today. If you leave the wilderness, you will be able to sit in the top two or three positions tomorrow, and even Fei Ran seems to be willing to give in to others. Zhou Qinggao's admiration for Master Qi is now known to the whole world, and he can't wait to accept his uncle as his teacher. "

"There are all kinds of things like this. Some Haoran monks who heard about this thought it was absurd and funny. They mistakenly thought that the wilderness was full of smoke and smoke, and everything they did was done randomly. But don't think that those big monsters were joking and deliberately making fun of your master. The wilderness is so chaotic. Bian really wanted to win over him, the last hidden official. He pulled up a trailing river, opened Tuoyue Mountain with his sword, snatched away a bright moon, and killed the chief disciple of the great ancestor of the wilderness one on one. What needs to be known? The culprit is still a sword cultivator at the peak of the Ascension Realm. The wilderness only recognizes strong people. Since he can recognize Bai Ze, he can recognize Chen Ping'an. Let's just say that Xiao Xun is fine. If Ping An goes to the wilderness, you can see if she can do it. I'm sure she will be happy. She betrayed the Great Sword Qi Wall, but Chen Ping'an betrayed the Great Sword Qi Wall and the Haoran World. Based on this alone, Xiao Min will look at your master with new eyes and regard him as a fellow."

The old scholar spoke eloquently, and Pei Qian listened patiently and asked: "Mr. Wen Sheng, are Mr. Li Sheng staring here?"

The old scholar shook his head and said, "I stopped watching. I can't blame him for not taking matters into his own hands. After all, there are urgent matters and serious concerns outside the world. If you are not careful, the efforts of the founder of the Three Religions to spread the doctrine will be in vain."

Being able to divert his attention to this night cruise and have a few words of conversation with Jiang She, Li Sheng had already taken quite a risk.

After listening to the old scholar's explanation, Pei Qian understood it, but he still felt a little disappointed and worried that could not be concealed.

The old scholar rubbed his cheek with his hand and began to walk out. "I made a mistake in this matter. It was very bad."

Pei Qian hesitated to speak, but finally swallowed the words that came to his lips.

However, the old scholar did not let go of his own fault and continued: "Looking back to the source, the reason for today's embarrassment is that I thought things simply back then, thinking that I was quite thorough and not responsible. To be honest, Regarding your origin, Ping An has been kept in the dark, but I know it well. If it hadn't been for my suggestion, Taoist fellow Bixiao at Guan Taoist Temple would not have arranged many coincidences for you to meet Chen Ping An. You will not be so worried today after leaving the Lotus Flower Blessed Land. At that time, I always felt that Jiang She would be full of anger when his ten-thousand-year sentence was about to be completed, so I wanted to find a safe way to relieve it. , to avoid another war in the world, so I handled this matter very selfishly and with great merit. "

The old scholar made a fist with one hand and tapped the palm of his hand lightly, "I thought that by doing this, for Ping An, the disciples who always think about suffering first when doing things in life can get an amulet in advance and win some favor from the ancestor of the military strategist. , save a small amount of love, and win the upper hand in troubled times. For example, during the years when Ping An was guarding the Great Wall of Sword Qi alone, I always hoped that Jiang She could help rescue him. "

"For Pei Qian, if you can stay with Ping An, walk more and see more, your horizons will be opened, and your personality will not be too stubborn. If you get along day and night, over time, you will be influenced by him. He is completely like a child who comes from a scholarly family. He is educated and well-educated. , with a tutor and a responsible person, sooner or later you will become a lady who is not inferior to others. I am very confident in Ping An’s patience and Pei Qian’s potential. As long as he recognizes you, he will definitely be able to take good care of you. You can at least give Pei Qian an ordinary childhood. After traveling a long way, he will go to school to study. After class, he will have kind elders at home and friends he can chat with. Come on, don’t worry about growing up.”

"For Jiang She and his Taoist companion, it is as if a well-behaved and sensible daughter has appeared out of thin air. If the family can be reunited, it will be a blessing in disguise. It is indeed wishful thinking on my part, and I have made people's minds simple."

"As for you learning boxing from Mr. Cui in Zhulou, you were able to win several martial arts fortunes. It's like meeting Jiang She in advance. Ping An can't imagine it, and I can't even imagine it."

"Chen Ping'an is teaching his disciples, not trying to steal his daughter from them. Just to put it bluntly, it doesn't mean that Jiang She is treating his good intentions like a donkey's liver and lungs. Yes, how can I guarantee that they will teach their daughter by themselves? Wouldn't it be better? So I was wrong from the beginning, but you and Ping An are the two children. There is no such thing as being an elder. You, as juniors, don't feel wronged, but I can't get away with it. reason."

Hearing this, Pei Qian finally couldn't help but want to say a few words from his heart. He gathered his voices into a line and whispered: "Master, actually I don't feel that bad when this kind of thing happens to me. It's just a bit inexplicable. Jiang She and the others I just treat him as a stranger I met by chance on the road. I can guarantee that I did not say this deliberately to make my master feel relieved. It is indeed my sincere words. Even a very determined master has to think deeply about what if..."

Pei Qian originally wanted to say, if possible, the master would not mind her being a drag, and she must be counted in this fight! To her, the world is big and the master is the biggest.

The old scholar waved his hand, interrupted Pei Qian's next words, and said softly: "Don't say angry words with emotions, it is easy to hurt others and yourself. In the end, we are the ones who suffer."

Pei Qian was silent.

Taking a walk and relaxing, the old scholar took Pei Qian out of the mansion together, walked on the slightly deserted street, looked back at the plaque on the mansion, and said slowly: "The real wealth is not in the palace full of gold and jade, the treasures of calligraphy and painting , all kinds of objects are so dazzling. Compared with those aristocratic families whose reputation as a gentleman can last for three or even five generations, the rich and powerful families who have gained power for a while are inferior to those who have a good foundation. Dharma, names have genealogies, sacrifices have family temples and ancestral halls, and how one behaves in society has ancestral precepts.”

Pei Qian nodded and said: "I remember what Master said about a scholarly family in his mind, that is, there are many books in the family. Children have felt that reading is a natural thing since they were young, and it would be strange if a person did not read. There is no need to care about books. People of all generations in the past have a large collection of books with seals, and they don’t have to worry too much about whether the bookstore’s printing of a certain book is excellent or whether it is a rare copy. The most important thing is to have more annotations on those books by their ancestors. When future generations read books, they can see a lot of reading experience. Being able to read a book more thoroughly and understand it more deeply can be regarded as the second "enlightenment", that is, the secret inheritance of family knowledge, which can be said to be a unique way of scholarship. Got the idea.”

The old scholar stroked his beard and smiled, full of admiration, and said with a smile: "The head of the family at the foot of the mountain, who can take care of three generations, is considered powerful enough."

"Ping An has already done this for Luo Luo Shan and Qing Ping Sword Sect. If we want to plan for a thousand years in the longer term, we need your disciples and future disciples to lead by example and set an example. The principles are always the same on the mountain and down the mountain. He is only willing to leave money to his descendants. It is hard to say whether he will prosper or ruin the family. Even if he leaves thousands of books, there are still two opinions on whether his descendants will read them or not. But teaching by words and deeds and being a gentleman can have the influence of the ancestors and establish several A good tradition is a property that is passed down from generation to generation and treasured by future generations.”

Now Luo Luo Shan and Qing Ping Sword Sect, the upper sect and the lower sect each have three generations of disciples.

I just don’t know who the number one disciple of the fourth generation will be? How old will that person be by then? Is he a swordsman? All in all worth looking forward to.

At some point, Liu Xianyang followed him secretly, "Marrying a good wife will lead to prosperity for three generations, but I don't know who will be able to marry Pei Qian with a good son and a smoke rising from the ancestral grave."

Pei Qian rolled his eyes.

Liu Xianyang asked in his heart: "Mr. Wen Sheng, do you know Liu Youzhou?"

The old scholar was stunned, "Huh?"

Liu Youzhou is such a good kid. Is Liu Jubao burning incense?

Liu Xianyang continued to smile and said: "How do you think it compares to Cao Qinglang?"

The old scholar was startled again, "Hey!"

Liu Xianyang said with a smile: "I think Li Huai is not bad either."

The old scholar seems to be led by the nose. After thinking about it carefully, it seems, huh?

Pei Qian asked: "What are you talking about?"

Liu Xianyang said shamelessly: "Chen Ping'an's husband is not my husband. He is too unreasonable and hurts Master Wen Sheng's heart. As a student who can be registered or not, of course I have to find a chance to meet him for the time being." Sir, I have not had the apprenticeship tea to discuss this matter carefully. Why don't you recommend the virtuous and not avoid relatives? The Confucian Temple will give you the title of gentleman? One more sect leader, Sword Immortal, will be a student. From now on, sir, when you go out to brag to others, I will accept my disciples and strive for excellence. The beginning of the Sword Immortal..."

The old scholar's eyes widened, tut tut!

Unknowingly, a woman, alone, followed him from a distance.

Pei Qian's expression remained as usual.

Further back, there is a girl in a mink hat with rosy cheeks and Xiao Mo in a yellow hat and blue shoes, walking side by side on the street, talking to each other.

Xie Gou rubbed his mink hat. It was difficult for an upright official to take care of household chores. She, the second-in-command minister, was a little worried, annoyed, and worried to death.

Xie Gou said: "Xiao Mo, can you lend me your hiking pole for fun? The mountain owner said it himself. I can ask you for it when you get back."

Now that the young master has spoken, Xiao Mo casually handed the green bamboo stick to Xie Gou and asked in his heart: "Why don't you feel any reaction to the young master calling him by his first name?"

Xie Gou picked up the hiking stick, rubbed his face with it, and said, "Ha, it's a token of love."

Xiao Mo was helpless, "I have a question for you."

Xie Gou said: "The mountain master is not happy for you to get involved in this matter, and he is determined to keep us both out of it. You have been following him for so long, and you still don't know what the mountain master's temper is. It's okay if you are not a dead soldier. I can trust you." , I will help if I can, and the mountain master won’t be vague with you. You just don’t have the word "dead man" carved on your forehead. The mountain master doesn’t want you to take risks, so nothing will happen to you. "

Xiao Mo asked doubtfully: "But even if the young master intends to avoid me, why can't I find any clues despite my current state?"

Xie Gou said: "Not to mention that you are not the real Fourteenth now, even if you are already, considering the mountain master's strategy, deliberately hiding it from you is just like playing."

Xiao Mo nodded, "I blame me for unnecessary actions. The robe I gave to the young master earlier was made with some thought, and it can be implicated in my soul and one of my natal flying swords. Such tricks must have been seen through by the young master. Part 1 The first time I was attacked by that ghost in Chongyang Temple, I didn’t put on my robe. It was really my fault.”

Xie Gou just found out about this, he stamped his foot and said angrily: "Oh, Xiao Mo!"

Xiao Mo was absent-minded. After all, he was still worried about the fight between his young master and Jiang She. How could the master fight someone to the death while the dead man was just hanging around?

Xiao Mo asked from the bottom of his heart: "When the master was in seclusion, I was not in Luopo Mountain, and you were the protector of Fuyaolu Dojo. Even you couldn't contact the master?"

Xie Gou shook his head, "What am I trying to trick you into doing for this kind of thing? If the mountain master... bah bah bah, the mountain master will definitely return to the night ship alive and kicking. If you find out that I concealed military information, I will not be scolded by you." Half dead, I have held a grudge for hundreds of years. It’s not like you don’t understand my temper. Even if the mountain master doesn’t allow me to reveal his traces to you, it doesn’t matter that I swore a poisonous oath to you. I just regret it. It’s a shame.”

Xiaomo said nothing more.

Xie Gou said mysteriously: "As promised beforehand, it's not me who is instigating dissension. Xiao Mo, do you think the mountain master's attainments in Shenhun are too...genius?"

The Ma family's mansion in the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom creates all kinds of illusions, confusing them with reality. If there are mostly common people and warriors here, and the level of Qi practitioners is not high, then finding traces of the demon clan Xiao Xing in the Lotus Root Blessed Land is almost equivalent to fabricating a loyal "Xu Jiaoqie" out of thin air, which is not a small trick. . In Tongyezhou, in that dilapidated ancient temple, Qingyang was toyed with by applause, not to mention the "coolies" who worked for free for a long time in the small world, trying to create a small world. Especially the ascension method used by Taoist priest Datin to protect and observe the Tao...

Not only Chen Ping'an knew Xie Gou's qualifications in cultivating Taoism, but even if he had a vision as high as that of an old blind man, he would place Bai Jing among the first-class people.

So Bai Jing commented that he was "too genius", which shows how powerful Chen Ping'an is in Shenhun.

Xiao Mo thought for a while, to be careful, he pinched a Taoist secret in his sleeve, added several layers of formation restrictions, and then asked: "Since the young master is the current 'sword holder', if he is not proficient in this Tao, then he is Weird thing?"

Xie Gou looked strange and muttered in a low voice: "It's not that simple."

She had seen the old and new sword-wielders appear side by side in Qilong Lane, and her intuition told her that it was not necessarily Chen Ping'an who had obtained the magical power that was one of the twelve highest-ranking swordsmen in the past.

Xiao Mo said: "Perhaps Sect Master Cui gave him all the money to teach me. The young master has a high understanding and learns quickly. You don't have to think about this, and it won't be used on you and me."

Xie Gou nodded and said, "That's right."

I have to say that the mountain owner is really a kind person. There is nothing to say to Xiaomo or to myself.

Xie Gou grinned, raised his hands, and held up his mink hat.

She and Wu Yan's mother-in-law had never known each other before, but Bai Jing had long coveted Wu Yan's three-character title "Land Immortal".

If we talk about the later generations of Shanze Yexiu, a self-reliant individual immortal, it seems that they should recognize their ancestors and return to the ancestral line with the small group of "ancient Taoist priests" including Bai Jing?

Bai Jing squinted and smiled, looking ahead at Wu Yan's back.

After all, they are friends, so I don’t need your Taoist nickname.

The woman seemed to be aware of it and turned to the girl in the mink hat with a smile.

Xie Gou was so angry that he complained in his heart: "Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo, look at her, the expression in her eyes really deserves a beating. Are you calling me a dog who can't change and eat shit?"

Xiao Mo was not partial to Xie Gou and said: "Who made you so murderous? In the fight between clans, not only sticks and hoes, but also knives were used."

Xie Gou's eyes were complicated and he said: "Zhenhuo Long is not deceiving others. After joining the Tao and entering the Fourteenth Realm, you can really understand the cycle of heaven. Walking on the Tao, I will go my own way."

Xiao Mo suddenly frowned, looking past Wu Yan and looking at his young master's first disciple, Pei Qian.

Xie Gou whispered: "Don't worry."

Pei Qian wanted to turn her head several times to look at the scene behind her, but she obviously held back.

It was a long time ago, so long that it seemed like a lifetime ago.

On the way to escape in the past, there was a charcoal-looking burden with a sallow complexion and skinny skin, dragging oil bottles, following her parents not far or near.

When passing by some stalls that sell and sell meat, stay away from your parents who are slowing down their pace. Once you pass those stalls with blood stains on the chopping boards, you can get closer.

Liu Xianyang suddenly said: "Pei Qian, are you still copying books now?"

Pei Qian, who was thinking about things, or to be precise, was remembering the forgotten past events one by one, came back to his senses and said: "Having become a habit, I will still copy books frequently."

Liu Xianyang asked with a smile: "I heard from Chen Pingan that you have a collection of chestnuts in your collection?"

Pei Qian looked embarrassed, "I was just joking when I was a kid."

The old scholar walked slowly, twirling his beard, thinking about the past. Just when he noticed Pei Qian's change of mood, fortunately Liu Xianyang had already spoken, pulling Pei Qian's mind back to the original place.

"The old swordsman is really good at swordsmanship. But it's really hard to talk to the old swordsman. Once he makes up his mind, he won't budge. It's extremely difficult to change his mind."

"You are the younger generation after all. The old swordsman will only show his idealistic side, so you will think he is kind and humble. You should know that when discussing things privately, when you need to be pragmatic, the old swordsman is simply a veteran in the officialdom. He speaks in a roundabout way. I had to go out and think about it again and again before I knew what he said. I figured out that the sentence was meant to be the opposite of the literal meaning. He also likes to say only half of the words, waiting for me to take over and give the second half. If I can't take over, he won't say anything on the surface, and will take the initiative to change the subject, but he has some calculations in his heart..."

Liu Xianyang fell into deep thought, "It seems that I am such a person. Do I have the potential to become the second old swordsman?"

What virtue and ability did Ruan the blacksmith have to accept me as a disciple and make a fortune.

When the old scholar left Gongdelin, before he resumed his position as a deity, he began to travel around and borrow a few people from Jianqi Great Wall for the Confucian Temple. He had experienced the rejection and expulsion orders at the thatched cottage of the elder Jianxian.

After finally entering the house, Chen Qingdu once asked a harsh question that seemed to be hurtful, "Is there a possibility that Cui Luo and Zhou Mi secretly joined forces?"

The old scholar was so angry that he jumped up and down, cursing, "Old Sword Immortal, are you blinded by your own greed to ask such a stupid question?!"

Chen Qing ignored the old scholar's rage and continued to ask, "Who can guarantee that this will not happen? The Holy Master, the Young Master? Why don't they come by themselves? Let you, an outsider of the Confucian Temple whose statues have been smashed and only the scholar's reputation is left, come here to talk nonsense. When scholars do things, they always want to save some face for themselves and let others lose all their shame?"

"Absolutely impossible!" The old scholar regained his calm expression, without hesitation, and vowed, "I can guarantee for Cui Luo that this will not happen even if it happens!"

Seeing that the old sword immortal still had a doubtful look, the old scholar patiently explained, "As a teacher, I used to worry about my disciple's meritorious studies. Although he did not know the long-term hidden dangers brought by the question, he never doubted the character of the first disciple. We, the Wensheng lineage, never dared to claim that our achievements were flawless, but we never made a mistake in major issues. "

Chen Qingdu smiled and rubbed salt into the old scholar's wound, "Did I remember it wrong? Didn't Cui Luo betray the Wensheng lineage a long time ago? Sir? A student who was heartbroken is still willing to recognize you as a teacher?"

The old scholar stammered and muttered in a low voice, "Whether he recognizes it or not is his business. He has always had a bad temper, and I can't control him. Anyway, I have always regarded myself as a teacher."

Chen Qingdu continued to rub salt into the old scholar's wound, "If I had known this earlier, why did I do it in the first place."

The old scholar said to himself: "What I guarantee for Cui Luo is indeed not very convincing. After all, what can I use to guarantee it? Except for the title of a teacher of them, he has nothing, right?"

Chen Qing did not say anything, not knowing whether he acquiesced or did not take it seriously.

Resentment and hatred are like a sharp knife that cuts through the Gordian knot, and it is unstoppable. When metal and iron collide, the sparks that provoke are the clear distinction between gratitude and resentment of a real man. It is nothing more than daring to do and dare to take responsibility.

Guilt and regret are like a blunt knife, and the gaps on the blade are all mistakes that have been made. Sharpening the knife behind closed doors is regret. It is always one's own fault.

The old swordsman and the old scholar. The two of them are regarded as old men despite their age difference, and they are speechless.

In the end, Chen Qingdu said that your student opened a wine shop, and the business is good. If you want to drink, you can go there without spending money.

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In the wild world, this uninhabited mountain road is extremely wide. It was once a "post road" for transporting soldiers to a certain military tent. It has been abandoned for many years, and wild flowers and weeds grow freely.

Zhang Fenghai asked in his heart: "Tell me, after Lu Tai's suggestion and with my protection, you finally got what you wanted and came to the wilderness to travel. What are you going to talk about with Gui Ke?"

Ku Niu was silent for a moment and said: "I can't say much. I can only tell you one thing. Someone helped to make connections, so that we have the opportunity to get together and talk about 'tomorrow'."

Zhang Fenghai was unwilling to let go of the manifestation of the Great Dao of Qingming Tianxia, ​​"It's easy to say. After talking about 'tomorrow', we can work it back and decide the survival of 'today'?"

Ku Niu looked dull and said calmly: "That's all I have to say."

Zhang Fenghai, who always spoke gently, rarely had With some anger, "Since Zheng... Since this person can accomplish such a great thing, are you really not afraid of being tricked by him and becoming a puppet?!"

Kunfei hesitated for a moment and said, "I believe that the 'day after tomorrow' situation he mentioned will definitely come. You can't dig wells during droughts, make umbrellas during rains, and sew clothes after snow."

Zhang Fenghai sneered, "The end of the law era when there is no spiritual energy in the world and no magical powers in the world? Such clichés, what's new?!"

Kunfei said, "How can it be that simple. Zhang Fenghai, you can say that I don't know the world, but you should know that when it comes to the cycle of destiny and the ups and downs of the world, I am not a stubborn person who can be fooled."

"It's not that I'm angry about your thoughts, it's just that sects have to follow sect rules, and you shouldn't make arbitrary decisions. It's a done deal, and you won't talk to us on the water anymore. There needs to be a discussion."

Zhang Fenghai shook his head. The matter had come to this, and he no longer tried to persuade Xin Xin to change his mind. He just said a common saying, "Don't be afraid of not being able to do it all, just be afraid that you won't be able to do it all."

Hard work said: "Don't worry, I will never drag you down."

Zhang Fenghai said angrily: "Since I have become your sect master, if something really happens, I will never distance myself from some fools, stay out of the matter, and just sit back and watch."

The implication is that if you are really tricked by Zheng Juzhong, even if I, Zhang Fenghai, are destined to pay a huge price, I will give you a hand instead of pushing the trouble caused by the fool out.

He worked hard and was not good at words, but he finally managed to force out a sincere sentence, "As the leader of the sect, you will really convince everyone."

Instead of being grateful, Zhang Fenghai laughed angrily, "Why are you still not convinced at the beginning? If I don't want to be the sect master, you can be the leader? Just you, I guess one day the boat will reach the center of the water, and you will be with us." An apology, 'I'm sorry, the boat is leaking'? Or 'If you don't know how to swim, you can learn it quickly'?"

Even though he was working hard like a boring gourd, he was amused and said with a smile: "The sect leader is now a lively and lively real Taoist priest."

Zhang Fenghai agreed to come to the wilderness to "tour the mountains and rivers" for a clear purpose. First, he must find a chance to meet Bai Ze.

In today's wild world, fame and splendor, reality and whiteness are already recognized facts.

In addition, Zhang Fenghai also wants to find one or two monks from the wild side. The prerequisite is of course that both parties can get along well, and then invite them back to Ancestral Mountain's Leap Moon Peak and return to Qingming World together.

In the peaceful world, the expansion of a sect is accompanied by fancy means to add icing on the cake. In troubled times, only strong soldiers and horses are the foundation for success.

For example, the nameless person next to me, who is fully qualified to occupy a throne, is an excellent candidate. If you can win over him, win over him. Even if you can't attract him for the time being, you still have to leave a good impression.

Anonymous asked: "I would like to ask, is there going to be chaos in fellow Taoist's hometown? What if we can convince Mr. Bai to follow fellow Taoist to Leyue Peak, but we can't concentrate on cultivating Taoism?"

Zhang Fenghai said truthfully: "It's not that troubled times are about to come, but it has already turned into a pot of porridge. But I can guarantee that fellow Taoists will go to Leap Moon Peak and just focus on cultivating their souls and cultivating their nature."

Anonymous asked with a smile: "Can you briefly explain what kind of chaos is going on? Smoke is everywhere, a prairie fire? There are battlefields in several states? Bai Yujing Taoist priests came in groups and left the 12th floor of the five cities. Going to suppress it in a big way?"

Zhang Fenghai said: "On the surface, the scene is a little more stable than what fellow Taoist said, but in fact it is more chaotic on the inside. Can I give you an rough idea?"

Anonymous nodded and said, "I'm all ears."

Aquarius Continent is the smallest continent in Haoran, but it is the final place of the war between the two worlds. And Yongzhou is the smallest state in the Qingming world. After questioning Bai Yujing alone in the arms of Guan Sun in Xuandu, Qizhou, and before Wu Shuangjiang, Gao Gu and others asked Yu Dou, Zhu Xuan, the young empress of Yongzhou Yufu Dynasty, ignored Bai Yujing's various hints and explicit instructions, insisted on going her own way, and acted without permission. A universal altar was opened. According to the ancient method, the officiant Zhu Xuan personally climbed onto the altar and chopped the branches of the old camphor tree to divine the good and bad luck of the four states including Yongzhou.

It shows that all four states are omens of great misfortune.

As soon as this hexagram came out, the world was in an uproar.

After learning the result, the Taoist officials in the four states were panicked and everyone was in danger. Since God's will is this? Those who follow the trend prosper, and those who go against the trend perish. Shouldn't we have planned ahead?

Aren't the two continents of Tongye and Fuyao in the world a bloody lesson? On the other hand, Aquarius Island and the Embroidered Tiger, aren't they an excellent example of how only those who plan ahead can survive in troubled times? In addition, the Great Wall of Sword Qi cooperates with the Confucian Temple. The Confucian Temple is responsible for opening up the colorful world, and Chen Qingdu is responsible for opening the sky with a sword and helping the Ascension City to establish a new world. Only with this retreat can the incense continue.

Now the entire Qingming world is like a big oil tank.

Once a spark splashes up?

If Sun Huaizhong's sword-asking battle can be considered a personal grudge, even if the old temple master failed in the sword-asking battle and died, Xuanduguan and Qizhou have always exercised restraint.

So when Wu Shuangjiang and others asked Bai Yujing, it was no different from an open rebellion.

At the boundary of Youzhou, as the leader of the mountain, Difeishan Huayang Palace, together with the Hongnong Yang family, the first wealthy family under the mountain, are more than ready to make a move? It's just that they didn't start an uprising.

As for the Lotus Root Temple built on the top of the underwater mountain range, where the sacred weapon of the country is enshrined, the famous gun "Breaking Formation", not many people care about it.

After listening to Zhang Fenghai's general narration, Anonymous smiled and asked the biggest question, "Is Headmaster Yu so unpopular among you Qing Ming people?"

It was difficult for Zhang Fenghai to explain it clearly in a few words. He shook his head and said, "My fellow Taoist will know as soon as he leaves. Hearing with the ears is not as good as seeing with the eyes."

Anonymous nodded and said, "I want to take a look."

It lasts ten thousand years once I sleep, I really miss too much.

Zhang Fenghai turned to ask Xinxin, "What's your impression of Yin Guan?"

Hard work said: "I haven't seen it, so it's hard to say."

Zhang Fenghai said: "Many people have ignored the truth."

Hard work asked curiously: "How to say?"

Zhang Fenghai, who goes by the Taoist nickname "Ni Tu", joked, "Straw sandals and clogs were only one step away from the title of co-leader."

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The ruins of an ancient battlefield that was once the final site of the War of Water and Fire.

The two sides of the boxing had already determined the winner, but they still could not tell the difference between life and death.

Jiang Shangzhen looked strange and spoke to Cui Dongshan in his heart: "To be disrespectful, is the mountain master so difficult to kill?"

Cui Dongshan waved the jade bamboo folding fan vigorously, causing the hair on his temples to flutter wildly, "You also know that these words are disrespectful?"

As difficult as an alien demon is to deal with, a pure divinity is as difficult to kill.

The summary of the former is the pseudo-fifteenth realm that once caused Qingming to sink into the world, while the ultimate of the latter is half of the human world.

Jiang Shangzhen had just learned some shocking inside information. For example, the ancestor of the military strategist was far from reaching his peak. On the one hand, the three martial arts in his body were causing trouble, making Jiang She's eleventh level of martial arts substandard. In addition, in the eyes of everyone now, Jiang She's real body was beheaded in one battle and has already been integrated with the five martial arts. Therefore, Cui Chan's manipulation of the three martial arts is itself a means to prevent Jiang She from successfully reshaping his true body. . Therefore, the posture Jiang She showed now was just a Yang God body to inhabit the soul. The crucial Yin God was still on its way out of the body and had just gone to the wild wilderness through a return passage not long ago.

And this Yin Shen turned out to be a great master of martial arts who was said to have reached the ultimate "godly" level.

That was a name Jiang Shangzhen had never heard of, Xie Shiji.

According to Cui Dongshan, Xie Shiji is Chen Qingliu's senior sister, so isn't "she" Zheng Juzhong's senior sister? Based on this inference, Zheng Juzhong and Jiang She can be considered half of their own talents, right?

Jiang Shangzhen saw some clues about this world and asked in his heart, "Is this ruins real or fake?"

On the battlefield, Jiang She can occasionally be seen "hitting the wall" with his fists, as if he has collided with some kind of prohibition, and then there is a gorgeous scene of shattered glass fragments, revealing a completely different scene from this world, and in a flash After passing away, the world will soon return to normal. It's like this place is a weird place made up of countless pieces of glass intertwined together.

Cui Dongshan said: "Fake is of course fake, but it is more real than real. Zheng Juzhong is a master of refining and has studied it very deeply. Gu Can, who has been able to refine a Liuxia Boat, has only scratched the surface."

Jiang Shangzhen glanced at the tilted sky pillar and couldn't help asking: "How is it possible?"

Cui Dongshan sighed, "We are all located in the belly of a certain Zheng Juzhong."

I guess the last Zheng Juzhong has already found Xie Shiji in the wild world?

Or is it in Lingxi City, a night sailing ship?

Jiang Shangzhen was amazed.

Becoming an ally with a demonic giant like Mr. Zheng really brings an inexplicable... peace of mind!

What Jiang She is curious about is whether Chen Qingdu, who is not stingy, as the backbone of the affairs of the Great Wall of Sword Qi for ten thousand years, has left Chen Ping'an, the last hidden official, a gift that is as big as the bottom of the box, whether it is a reward or a gift. , no matter what the name is, in terms of emotion and reason, in public and private matters, you should have talents.

But this kind of inside story, as long as the person involved doesn't tell it for a day, it will remain a permanent mystery that will never be solved.

Cui Dongshan asked: "I'm not curious, why hasn't my husband gone to see his wife to marry him and become a Taoist couple? He still doesn't have a title?"

Why did the boss Jianxian break his promise and didn't go to the Yao Mansion to be a matchmaker in the end?

Of course, Chen Qing didn't think it was beneath his status to help Chen Pingan do such a thing, so he deliberately delayed it.

Jiang Shangzhen nodded and said: "I have been confused about this matter for a long time."

It is understandable that Chen Ping'an did not marry Ning Yao at the Great Sword Qi Wall. After all, the love between children is not greater than the life and death of the entire Sword Qi Great Wall.

But when Chen Ping'an returned to his hometown, Ning Yao and Feishengcheng also established a foothold in the colorful world. Logically speaking, there was nothing to hinder them from becoming a Taoist couple.

Jiang Shangzhen thought about it, but there seemed to be only one answer. Coward?

Chen Lingjun had a different idea. This was a custom in the mountain master's hometown. In a family, the eldest brother must marry before the younger brother can get married. Of course Liu Xianyang is like an elder brother in the eyes of our mountain master, so we need to talk about this old truth. Fortunately, the Longquan Sword Sect moved away, otherwise I would have taken care of him and urged Liu Doosui to hurry up every day.

Cui Dongshan said something strange without beginning or end, "Do you think the little girl named Feng Yuanxiao has a closer relationship with my wife or my husband?"

Jiang Shangzhen shook his head, "I don't dare to talk nonsense about this kind of thing."

He only knew that Feng Yuanxiao had a special status. She was "the same age" as Wucai Tianxia. By chance, she became the direct disciple of Huang Ting in Taiping Mountain, and she is now in Feisheng City.

No matter how much Ning Yao and Chen Ping'an love each other, as long as they don't establish a relationship for a day, they are not a true Taoist couple after all.

Why is it that even though the overall situation of the two worlds has been decided and Haoran has changed from a time of decline and chaos to a time of peace and prosperity, Chen Ping'an still doesn't rush to propose marriage.

Cui Dongshan knew this very well, and he did have a lot of concerns. We must make long-term plans for Master Niang and Feisheng City for thousands of years.

Cui Dongshan asked again: "Let's change the question to a simpler question. Do you think the old scholar and Bai Ye are closely related to my husband?"

Jiang Shangzhen said tentatively: "More?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and scolded: "Chief Zhou, your brain is almost as smart as the genius brother from Zhengyang Mountain!"

Jiang Shangzhen said aggrievedly: "You can ask Jing Qing or Bai Xuan this kind of question, but if you ask me, you always feel like you are hiding a secret."

At the beginning, the Confucian Temple found the colorful world and opened up the road. Later, the old scholar and Bai Ye, holding the Taibai Sword, cut through the chaos, separated the clear from the turbid, and "created the world" and created great rivers and mountains.

The old scholar earned a great merit, but did not pocket it. In the battle of Fuyao Island, the fairy sword "Taibai" in Bai Ye's hand was divided into four parts. One of the sword tips will be lost to whose family?

Therefore, many monks on the mountain top are unaware of one thing, a shocking truth.

In fact, Chen Pingan once had the opportunity to replace Ning Yao and become the number one person in the colorful world.

In the end, he became the common master of the world like Fei Ran.

Zhou Mi ascended to the sky and left, filling the gap in the wild wilderness with great achievements.

With Ning Yao's character, if she could know the truth in advance, such as when she reached the Ascension Realm, even if Ning Yao already had the prototype of the first person's path, she would still be willing to give up this path for Chen Pingan.

But there is another most critical premise here, which is Chen Qingdu's choice earlier.

As well as some of Chen Pingan's unintentional actions.

Indispensable.

Otherwise, Chen Qingdu would not have progressed step by step, giving this foreign swordsman more expectations and training time and time again.

Cui Dongshan whispered, "Old bastard, don't be a human being!"

Jiang Shangzhen has long been accustomed to scolding Cui Han whenever he gets an opportunity, and even if he doesn't have the chance, he will find an opportunity to scold the old bastard.

Cui Dongshan once took Pei Qian to the Sword Qi Great Wall together. Apart from the slight embarrassment when he was chopped off the city wall by the swords of his former junior brother and current senior uncle, Cui Dongshan also went to see the boss Sword Immortal alone.

When Chen Qingdu saw the boy in white for the first time, he called him "National Master".

The truth is revealed at a glance, due to his strong moral strength.

In fact, Cui Chan Yuanshen did secretly inhabit Cui Dongshan at that time.

A red mole on the young man's eyebrow is the dojo.

When Cui Chan returns to the dojo, there is no need to greet Cui Dongshan at all.

Together with the soul, Cui Chan is an extremely expert, for example, he was kept in the dark and failed to see through this matter.

I am not unfamiliar with my senior brother Cui Chan, and I can't see through the people who are close at hand, let alone the old swordsmen like Chen Xi and Qi Tingji who have a cursory view from a distance.

Chen Qing actually noticed some of the small actions Cui Chan and the Great Li Dynasty had made on the Great Wall of Jianqi in the past hundred years, and did not take it lightly. After all, he was the one who passed by the Great Wall of Jianqi earlier and served as a prison officer for several years. Chen Qing was deeply impressed by Haoran Jia Sheng, the most intelligent scholars in the world. For example, Cui Wei, the apprentice of Nalan Yexing, the gatekeeper of Ning Mansion, refused to die in frustration and chose to become a Dali spy to find a way out for himself. Chen Qingdu pretended to turn a blind eye to this. Anyway, Cui Wei has not taken refuge in the wilderness, and there is no ambiguity on the battlefield, so he does not cross the bottom line.

Of course, there must be some deeper hidden methods. After watching it for decades, he already had a general understanding of Cui Han's style of doing things, so Chen Qingdu stopped staring.

In the eyes of different people, the Great Wall of Sword Qi will appear completely opposite, either lifeless or full of vitality.

The "young man" raised his hand toward the outside of the city, twisted his wrist as if holding a pole, and changed his voice, "It's really like a fish walk, it takes thousands of years."

The Great Wall of Sword Qi could not catch that huge fish, and the fishing rod in hand would not be dragged away, so both sides wasted it.

The peaceful world in the vast world and the Great Wall of Sword Qi that block the barbarism have done a great job.

The boss swordsman didn't ask why. The question was very sword-oriented. He even omitted the beginning and the process. He only wanted the result, "Cui Chan, please tell me, can you do it?"

Cui Han's answer was also very embroidered, "Chen Qingdu, do you have a better choice? If not, then I am the best candidate without a doubt."

"This time you Sword Qi Great Wall is destined to be unable to defend. The mastermind has carefully laid out the plan, and the wild beasts will definitely attack Haoran. I remember that the Holy Master made an agreement with you sword cultivators. The sages are the most important rules, and The Confucian Temple still has a reputation, so you don't have to worry about what's going on after your death. The Great Wall of Sword Qi, a battleground for military strategists, has great uses and should not be left to the barbarians.

You need to find someone you can trust to take over the fishing rod. "

After a moment of pause, Cui Han said: "Because Chen Qing doesn't even use his sword, the Savage Monster Clan and I will help you make up for the loss in Aquarius Continent."

Chen Qing clicked his tongue in surprise, "So I'm already in such a miserable condition, and I still need Cui Chan, a junior from a foreign land with less than three hundred years of Taoism, to help vent my bad anger?"

"I have no intention of obliterating the merits of your group of ancient sword cultivators, especially the eldest swordsman who has survived all the way to this day. I cannot praise you enough."

In fact, there are only two criteria for judging the level of cultivation: living long enough, and being able to make the enemy monks who originally lived a long life live short.

"It can be said that things are put to their best use and people are doing their best. The Great Wall of Sword Qi is only very good, but it is still not the best."

Hearing this, Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "'Just doing a good job', a good 'just'. This kind of words only come from a person like Cui Han, so it doesn't feel too harsh."

Cui Yi got straight to the point: "Old people who are getting older should always make plans for their descendants. It's time for the Great Wall of Sword Qi to find a way out for itself. And this new road must be both legitimate and real."

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "Is this Master going to a country school to teach Meng Tong? Cui Guoshi is such a distinguished scholar. If you talk about 'name and reality' with a reckless man like me, will you be undermining your talents?"

Cui Yi ignored the cynicism of the boss Sword Immortal and said: "If we talk about written articles and knowledge in books in a narrow sense, there are a few people on the Great Wall of Sword Qi who dare to flaunt their knowledge. I guess Chen Xi is also the head of the academy. As for Sun Juyuan and his ilk, they are nothing more than the children of aristocratic families who are ignorant and unskilled. Don’t blame the scholars of Haoran for despising you for being vulgar and illiterate.”

"Besides books, here are the best poems, songs, poems, and novels in the world. No matter how heroic, graceful, fairy-like, or chivalrous, they are all top-notch. Just talking about the world's frontier poems is not worthy of mentioning the stories here. It's so exciting that every reader can see it clearly. That is to say, no one can create a biography of the swordsmen here, otherwise the engravings will be sold... I am willing to go to the wine table in person again. A fat merchant was making a toast."

Cui Chan said with a smile: "Putting pen to paper and using words to write a book is ultimately a small way. Using life to write a book is the great way, and the true meaning of worldly literature lies."

"Just pretend you didn't say the first half of the nonsense." Chen Qingdu reached out and flicked his ear and said, "The second half is somewhat fair, so I listened."

Cui Chan said calmly: "Is it insulting to be polite? When did the Great Wall of Sword Qi base its career on a few moral articles? How can it be insulted to be polite?"

Chen Qingdu laughed and said, "Are you scolding again?"

Cui Chan said: "It's better than those semi-literate scholars in Haoran Jiuzhou who claim to be gentle, rush to the gates of the powerful, pay homage to princes and ministers, their knees are weak, and when they talk to others, they seem to be noble, but in fact their mouths are as high as the egg bags in other people's crotches. . After receiving a few polite words from the big shot, and then receiving a few casual compliments from others, my face glowed, I secretly smiled, and I forced myself to be calm. When I walked out of the door, even my butthole was happy. "

Chen Qing was speechless for a moment, unable to answer the question at all.

When it comes to swearing, they are really better at it as scholars.

"I've wanted to come here for a long time."

Cui Han said: "When I left the literary saint lineage, I actually thought about whether to come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to settle down. Returning to my hometown of Aquarius Continent to assist the Song family of Da Li was not my first choice."

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "Is there such a thing? You should have come. Why did you regret it temporarily?"

Cui Chan said: "It's useless to talk more."

Chen Qingdu said to himself: "It would be interesting if you came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Xiao Xun will obey you, Hao Su will respect you, one will not be full of resentment, and the other will be willing to go out and pass the sword to kill monsters. You can even shoulder the responsibility of being a criminal official and a hidden official. Someone has done all the dirty work, so I believe it will be much easier for me.”

Cui Han then said: "I'm afraid that when I get here, I will change my original intention. I'm afraid that the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which is completely different from Haoran, will go to the other extreme and become barbaric."

Chen Qingdu asked with a smile: "Are you worried that if you become a comrade with Zhou Mi for your own selfish interests, even if you end up turning the world upside down and achieving your wish, you will still become a sinner for the ages?"

Cui Chan shook his head and said: "What your posthumous name is, whether it is good or bad, present or absent, is not within my scope of consideration."

Cui Chan smiled and said, "I would like to express my gratitude to Cui Chan for trusting Chen Ping'an so much and daring to place his hopes on a young man of low level."

Chen Qing smiled but said, "In what capacity are you thanking me? The unique Da Li Xiuhu, or the senior brother Cui Chan who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors?"

Cui Chen said: "It's up to you."

Chen Qingdu said: "Cui Chan, I have to give you a reason to convince myself."

"In ancient times, sword cultivators ascended to heaven first, followed closely by scholars."

Cui Yi said: "Today is different from the past, but Chen Qing is willing to die first, and Cui Yi is willing to die last. The way you and I exit may be a bit dull, but the ending will definitely not be too bad."

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "All the saints have died in ancient times, but heroes are not lonely. You and I are destined not to be saints, but heroes can barely make up the numbers?"

Cui Chan said: "In terms of work, Cui Chan is quite conceited and does not lose to anyone. Unfortunately, in terms of people, I don't have A Liang's face and enthusiasm, and I don't have Chen Pingan's patience and kindness."

"This is a common problem for people like Zheng Juzhong and I. It is difficult for us to have too high expectations for the world and human nature. Therefore, in our eyes, we can hardly see people, only things."

"I have a suggestion. It will be beneficial to the boss Jianxian, Ning Yao, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the world situation."

Chen Qingdu became interested, "Tell me about it."

Cui Yi gave a concise answer, "Since you have chosen him as the successor of swordsmanship, don't be soft-hearted. Since you are cruel, you will be cruel to the end."

Chen Qing couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, everyone seems to have taken advantage. Isn't that guy the only one?"

Chen Qing couldn't help but tease him, "Is there anyone in the world who is as senior as you?"

Cui Chan said calmly: "Maybe he was lucky enough to find a senior brother like me."

After a moment of silence, Cui Han said: "If Ning Yao is the most exquisite porcelain on your Sword Qi Great Wall, don't let Chen Ping'an become a shabby sagger that is thrown away after use."

Chen Qingdu smiled and said, "This is the first time I have heard of this metaphor. Mr. Cui can rest assured on this matter."

Cui Chan copied what Chen Qingdu said, "Senior always gives me a reason to convince myself."

It's just more subtle, both parties changed their names with tacit understanding.

Chen Qingdu didn't seem to be very good at saying such words. He stretched out his hand to rub his cheek, and after thinking for a long time, he gave an answer, "I am willing to give Chen Ping'an the highest expectations."

Unexpectedly, Cui Han didn't appreciate it, "It's empty. It's not enough."

Chen Qingdu was obviously a little annoyed, and blurted out: "Not everyone is qualified to carry Chen Qingdu's sword. Is that true enough?"

Cui Luo smiled and nodded, "It's a true statement. It's enough."

The next moment, Cui Luo withdrew his mind and gave way to Cui Dongshan.

The old man put his hands behind his back and looked into the distance with the young man, "I wonder if anyone will remember Chen Qingdu who used a sword and Cui Luo who studied in the future."

The handsome young man in loose clothes and big sleeves sat on the top of the city, as if a white cloud stopped here for a moment, gently patting his knees with his hands, humming an ancient ballad.

So many human affairs in the world have been omitted.