Sword of Coming

The atmosphere in the Chunlupu Ancestral Hall was a bit weird, some people were heavy-hearted, they were a few Chunlupu elders who lived in seclusion, and there were a few priests and guest ministers who practiced in Chunlupu.

Some people watched the excitement, and they were in a good mood. For example, Tang Xi, the owner of Zhaoye Thatched Cottage, who was the last one, and the mentor of Song Lanqiao, the ferryman Jindan, looked at each other with Tang Xi, who had been indifferent in the past. Both of them nodded slightly. There are some hidden smiles.

Some people have complicated moods, such as Tan Ling sitting on the main seat.

Because Song Lanqiao sent messages to the Patriarch Hall with flying swords twice in a row. The first secret message was that there was a foreign monk with unfathomable realm, with the fairy appearance of a young man in white clothes. A magic weapon rainstorm fell on Jingguan City, Gao Cheng and Guishengu didn't move, they seemed to be quite afraid of this person. The second secret letter said that this person claimed to be a student of the young sword fairy, and kept claiming that the young man surnamed Chen was his husband.

Tan Ling handed over the two secret letters to everyone for circulation, and when the secret letter was back in his hands, he put it in his sleeve lightly, and said, "I have personally sent a message to Phi Ma Zongmu Yishan with a flying sword, asking about this person's background, but there is no reply yet. Ladies and gentlemen, do we have a good strategy for how we should respond to Chunlu Garden? We cannot all place our hopes on Pimazong, because this person obviously has a good relationship with Muyishan. Furthermore, I guess that Mr. Chen was in Fuqu last year. A sword cultivator who sacrifices swords with Liu Jianxian, Taihui Sword Sect."

There is no sound in the Patriarch Hall, and the drop of a needle can be heard.

Chunlupu can also be regarded as the top mountain among the second-rate immortal families in Beiju Luzhou. It is similar to Infant Mountain Leishen’s House and Lion Peak. It's just a big monk in Pujing. Chunlupu's embarrassing situation is that Tan Ling cannot break through the bottleneck of Yuanying in this life, and is doomed to have no hope of reaching the fifth realm.

Now facing the pair of gentlemen and students, he seemed very flustered.

Tan Ling asked again: "Tang Xi, what do you think of Mr. Chen's temperament?"

This title made Tan Ling's face a little unnatural.

Sitting at the position closest to the gate of the Patriarch Hall, Tang Xi stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the handle of the chair, carefully brewing his words, and said slowly: "I can't see clearly the level of cultivation, and the origin of my identity is even more clouded, but I only say When it comes to doing business, Mr. Chen pays attention to fairness."

Today is the first time that Tan Ling has asked Tang Xi for his advice in a serious matter during the Chunlupu Patriarchal Hall.

The old woman smiled and said: "Mr. Chen is very courteous and polite. He is a very well-behaved young man. You may have never dealt with him before, so I don't know. Anyway, I like my wife very much. Mr. Chen took the initiative to visit twice. The old lady is in vain. I have received a spirit weapon and a small Xuanbi tea cake from someone, and now I am worried. The next time Mr. Chen climbs the mountain, what kind of gift should he return. You can’t let someone climb the mountain three times and return empty-handed. Mr. Chen himself said, "There are only three things, let's get together." It's a pity that my family is poor, and I don't know if it will affect Chunlupu, and the gift is shabby, which is just a joke."

There is something in the old woman's words, and there are mysteries everywhere.

Tan Ling smiled a little more, "Junior Sister Lin doesn't need to worry about this matter, Junior Sister Lin can choose a decent gift from Chunlupu Patriarchal Hall today."

The old woman smiled and said: "Sister Tan, isn't this going to cost us Chunlu Garden? It's not appropriate, is it? The old woman is actually throwing money at the pot, and borrowing some fairy money from that incompetent disciple Song Lanqiao can also make up the money." A magic weapon."

Tan Ling looked as usual, and smiled: "Don't bother Song Lanqiao, Song Lanqiao has been working hard for so many years, and it is not easy to manage the ferry business for Chunlupu."

The old woman pretended to be stunned and said: "Sister Tan is a great monk of Yuanying after all, and her memory is better than that of a worthless Jindan junior sister like me. The old woman almost forgot that she has a Jindan like Song Lanqiao who has been traveling all the year round. disciple."

The old foxes in the Patriarch Hall cheered up one by one, listening to the tone, is this old lady trying to pull her disciple into the Patriarch Hall?

This is no small matter.

"Don't mention my hard-working disciple, this child is born without a life of happiness."

I didn't expect the old woman to change the subject very quickly, and didn't mention the addition of seats in the Patriarchal Hall. The old woman just turned her head and glanced at Tang Xi, and said slowly: "Our Tang worship is more difficult than Song Lanqiao's. You deserve a lot of credit, why are you still sitting in the seat closest to the door? Half of Chunlupu’s business comes from the Zhaoye Thatched Cottage. If I remember correctly, the chairs in the Patriarch’s Hall were built with the money and efforts of the Zhaoye Thatched Cottage. Well, we old people who live a stable life, we need to have a little conscience. In my opinion, it’s better for me to change seats with Tang Xi, and I’ll move to sit by the door, so as not to embarrass Senior Sister Tan and everyone.”

Tang Xi immediately got up, folded his fists and bent down, and said in a deep voice: "No way, Mr. Tang is a businessman with poor cultivation qualifications. Although the business at hand is not small, it can only be done by relying on Chunlupu. Mr. Tang A person has always known how much he has. To be able to discuss matters with you in the Patriarch Hall is to have the merit of coveting the heavens, so how dare you have the slightest thought about it."

The old woman murmured: "Tang Xi, you are just such a girl, and now you are going to get married soon, the in-laws of the Daguan Dynasty's Tiedang mansion, Wei, and the emperor, don't miss you Tang Xi in Chunlu Puzushitang, isn’t it a gatekeeper? You Tang Xi has a big heart and a big heart, and you can bear those gossips. The old lady and I, an outsider, feel uncomfortable listening to them. The old lady has no congratulatory gifts, so she can only exchange seats with Tang Xi , it’s just a little effort.”

Chunlupu actually has an old patriarch who is in charge of money, but Tang Xi is recognized as the God of Wealth of Chunlupu. Compared with the former's reputation, Tang Xi is obviously more convincing in Chunlupu.

The old woman took a Tang Xi one by one.

This is not disrespect, but provocative intimacy.

An old man in charge of the Patriarch's Hall's treasury, with a livid face, sneered and said, "Aren't we discussing how to deal with it? Why did we talk about the marriage of Tang's enshrined daughter? If in the future, this strictly-regulated Patriarchal Hall can Wherever you step on the watermelon rind, how about we talk about the gloomy tea at Bone Beach, is it good? Do you want to prepare a few catties at Zushitang, next time we will drink tea while casually chatting about trivial matters , chatting for seven or eight hours?"

The old woman smiled and said, "On the side of Senior Brother Gao, who is very powerful, the marriage of Tang Xi's only daughter, and the personal friendship between Chunlupu and the emperor of the Daguan Dynasty are of course trivial matters."

The old patriarch Chunlupu, who was in charge of the money, stretched out his hand and pressed the handle of the chair heavily, and said angrily: "Your surname Lin, don't confuse the public here! Your little abacus is crackling and shaking the sky. You really think that everyone here Blind?!"

The old woman let out a sigh, and said with a sneer, "So it wasn't."

Tang Xi smiled wryly, and began to hold his breath and concentrate. This new ally was still a little impatient. If he adds fuel to the fire now, the gain will not be worth the loss, so it is better to wait and see what happens.

Tan Ling waved his hand lightly, "These are naturally not trivial matters. We will talk when we resolve this urgent matter, and it will be today. First, let's try to determine the departure date of the other two, and second, during this period, How to solve the troubles smoothly? As for whether I can climb this incense, I can talk about Ling Ling or Chunlu Garden. I don’t expect too much or force it. In the end, who will come forward, you will sum up and give a candidate. Song Lanqiao, or whoever it is, is fine, and I will put the ugly words up front. No matter what the final result is, good or bad, Chunlupu should take credit for this person. If the result does not meet expectations, if someone dares to say something afterwards Four, turn over old accounts and make sarcastic remarks, so don't blame me for moving out of the family law of my ancestors."

Speaking of this, Tan Ling smiled, "If you feel that I need to talk about it in person, as long as it is the result of the discussion in the Patriarch Hall, I am duty-bound to talk about it. If I fail to do well, everyone will complain, even if I am in the Patriarch Hall in the future. The hall reprimanded me face to face, but I, as the lord of the mountain, accept it."

After a stick of incense, Tang Xi left the Patriarch Hall first.

The rest of the Patriarch Hall waited quietly for news.

The old woman laughed to herself and said, "It's clear at a glance who does the work and who shrinks the eggs."

That's right

Tan Ling frowned.

The old man was furious, "Lin Cuo'e, say it again?!"

The old woman asked back: "Deaf?"

Tan Ling said in a deep voice: "Gao Song, Lin Cuo'e, shut up!"

The old man and the old woman laughed angrily, and finally stopped talking about the thimble.

Tan Ling sighed in his heart, these two fellow brothers and sisters who had almost become immortals and Taoists, the grievances and hatreds between them were unclear, and they kept cutting back and forth.

A visitor from Chunlupu said suddenly: "Master Tanshan, do you want to use the magical power of viewing mountains and rivers to check for signs on the side of Yuying Cliff? If Tang Xi is self-defeating, we can prepare in advance."

The old woman said with a smile: "There are deaf ones, and there are blind ones again."

Both Tan Ling and the guest minister turned a deaf ear to Lin Cuo'e's cynicism, and Tan Ling shook his head, "This is inappropriate. The other party is at least an old Nascent Soul, most likely a senior in the Yupu Realm, Nascent Soul is okay to say , if it is Yupu Realm, no matter how careful I am, this person will notice the clues, so Tang Xi will be in danger if he goes to Yuying Cliff."

The old woman said in a strange voice: "Hasn't Tang Xi always been an outsider in Chunlu Garden? There are many people who covet his family property, and there are many people in Zushitang. Tang Xi died in vain, and used Tang Xi's property to wipe out the disaster. The displeasure of the students might make money for Chunlu Garden."

The guest smiled wryly.

Tan Ling was extremely annoyed. He stood up and glared at the old woman who spoke harsh words like a knife today, "Lin Cuo'e! Do you still want to help Song Lanqiao get a place in the Patriarch's Hall?!"

The old woman giggled, "Don't talk anymore, it's not that my old lady didn't have the time to talk. Today it's rare that the sun comes out in the west, so I can't help but talk more. As long as my disciple can enter the Patriarch Hall, Even if Song Lanqiao can only lean against the threshold with a small bench and act as a watchman, I, Lin Cuo'e, can guarantee here that I will be the same in the future as I was dumb in the past."

After the old woman said this, she looked outside the gate of the Patriarch Hall.

Tan Ling originally wanted to reprimand Lin Cuo'e in order to prevent Lin Cuo'e from making further progress in the future, but seeing the old woman's withered face, he couldn't bear it.

What's more, there should be a few people who are willing to do real things in Chunlupu Patriarchal Hall.

Tang Xi from Zhaoye Thatched Cottage, Song Lanqiao who has been in charge of the ferry for many years, and Lin Cuo'e who made a promise today, the three form an alliance. The appearance of this small hill in Chunlupu, Tan Ling feels that it is not all a bad thing.

Tang Xi didn't travel far away with the wind, but came to Yuying Cliff in a Chunlu Garden talisman boat.

Before putting away the talisman boat, Tang Xi noticed from a distance that the young sword fairy in green shirt was touching stones in the stream with the boy in white. It was really leisurely and elegant.

Chen Pingan heard that Song Lanqiao's ferry would arrive at Fushuidu tomorrow, so he waited with Cui Dongshan, returned to the stream, touched the stones in the water, picked and picked, and listened to Cui Dongshan chatting about the cross-continent Anecdotes from afar.

After talking about Bone Beach and Jingguan City, Chen Pingan asked a question. Zhu Quan, the patriarch of the Pima Sect, was stationed in that small town. With Gao Cheng's cultivation base and the soldiers and horses of Jingguan City and the vassal forces, can he do it all at once? Pull out this nail.

Cui Dongshan didn't hesitate, saying it was very simple, if Zhu Quan was willing to live alone, of course he could slip away and return to Muyi Mountain, but according to Zhu Quan's temper, he would fight to the death in Guishou Valley and risk his life against Qinglu Town There is no need for formations, but it is necessary to hurt Jingguan City so that the next generation of Muyi Mountain can grow up, such as Du Wensi, the Jindan bottleneck monk who has been stationed in Qinglu Town for many years, and the young Pang Lanxi, a direct disciple of the Patriarch Hall.

But Cui Dongshan also said that Gao Cheng treated Zhu Quan differently, so he didn't want to tear his face.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "How long have you been on the bone beach, and you know so much?"

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "It is one of the few skills that students can learn from seeing small things."

Then Cui Dongshan whispered: "Gao Cheng's roots in his life, the student's trip to Beiju Luzhou this time, a small gain, coupled with the contribution of the Pima Sect, now Gao Cheng's birth date, hometown, and ancestral grave are accurate. Feng Shui has already been obtained. These are insignificant things in the first place. If the monks in the Immortal Realm of Beiju Luzhou are replaced by them, they will not be able to embarrass Jing Guancheng. As a student, it matters a lot.”

Chen Pingan picked up a snow-white pebble, put it in the rolled front pocket of his green shirt and long jacket, and said, "It's the most dishonest thing Gao Cheng has done to mess with Zhou Mili."

Cui Dongshan nodded and said, "It's simply not human."

Cui Dongshan immediately said: "Brother Gao is not a human being."

Chen Ping glanced at Cui Dongshan.

Cui Dongshan blinked, "Brother Gao now has a little brother, but it's a pity that the student didn't take him with him on this trip to the north. In the future, sir, if he has a chance, he can meet that brother Gao. The little boy looks pretty good." Jun, just lacks tendons and does not open up."

Chen Pingan asked: "It's similar to the book boy next to Mr. Li?"

Cui Dongshan nodded, "One is used to practice hands, and the other is carefully carved, which is a little different."

Chen Ping hesitated for a while, and said: "If possible, we'd better one day be able to truly treat him as a human being. But the balance here is up to you to judge. I'm just talking about my own thoughts, and I don't have to ask you what to do. .”

Cui Dongshan's eyes were bright, he was younger than a teenager, and said with a smile: "Since the master said yes, why not the students."

The two noticed Tang Xi and Fu Zhou successively, so they stopped talking.

Tang Xi slowly came to the bank of the stream, and bowed to salute, "Tang Xi of Zhaoye Thatched Cottage, pay my respects to Mr. Chen."

Chen Pingan walked ashore with a bag of pebbles in one hand, and greeted Tang Xi with a smile.

The cobblestones in Cui Dongshan's front pocket behind him are bigger and bigger, and he has to pull them with both hands, which looks a little funny.

Chen Ping walked side by side with Tang Xi, and the latter said bluntly: "Mr. Chen, Chunlu Garden is a bit worried, so I dared to ask for credit and came here to disturb Mr. Chen's Qingxiu."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Tang Immortal Master, please let Mrs. Tan just rest assured that my disciple and I will take Senior Song's ferry soon, and we need to go to the bone beach immediately. The two of us will never cause trouble for Chunlupu, otherwise It would be too much to avenge kindness and revenge. From this Yuying Cliff, to the Anji shop on Laohuai Street, to Tang Xianshi and Senior Lin, we have inherited too much love from Chunlupu. When we arrive at Pimazong Muyi Mountain, I will fight Tell the acquaintances over there good things about Chunlupu. I also hope that the Pima Sect and Chunlupu, who have an old friendship, can make great strides in business. It's just that I am soft-spoken, and what I say is meaningful. It's useless, so I can't guarantee it. If I say these beautiful words, I have made a noiseless float on the side of Muyi Mountain, and I hope to visit Chunlu Garden again in the future. Don't close the gate of Tang Xianshi's Zhaoye Thatched Cottage. At least let me have a drink Tea."

Tang Xi was relieved, and there was still a bit of sincere gratitude, and he bowed again to thank him, "Mr. Chen's kindness, Tang Xi will remember it in his heart!"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Over there, shopkeeper Wang Tingfang took good care of it. Immortal Tang won't have to bother too much in the future. Otherwise, I'll feel guilty when I hear it, and shopkeeper Wang will inevitably be nervous."

Tang Xi nodded and said: "Since Mr. Chen has spoken, I will let Wang Tingfang go by himself, but Mr. Chen can rest assured that Chun Lupu is big or small. If there is any mistake, I will beat it. That boy Wang Tingfang. If you are so comfortable making money, if you still dare to slack off for a while, you have a problem with your conscience. I have failed to discipline Mr. Chen’s kindness in Zhaoye Thatched Cottage. To drink tea, I, Tang Xi, drink first and punish myself with three cups before I dare drink tea with Mr. Chen."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded.

Tang Xi acted vigorously and resolutely. He said goodbye and left, bluntly speaking, saying that he would return to the Patriarch Hall to deal with errands.

This time, he didn't take the slow talisman boat and left directly with the wind.

From beginning to end, Cui Dongshan did not speak.

Chen Pingan turned to look at Cui Dongshan, "With you here, it's rare for me to pretend to be a tiger."

Cui Dongshan said solemnly: "Mr. scolding students is justified."

Chen Ping angrily said with a smile: "Whatever."

When the two came to the gazebo, Chen Pingan sat on the steps, and Cui Dongshan sat aside, intentionally or unintentionally, one step shorter.

The two have piled together the pebbles that "can't eat and go around".

Cui Dongshan put his elbows on the high steps behind him, leaned back, and looked at the mountains and water in the distance. In autumn, it is still lush and green, but the colors in the world are not always like this, evergreen all the year round.

Chen Pingan straightened his sleeves and trousers, and remained barefoot. His shoes were on the side of the gazebo behind him, and the toes of his boots were facing the bench.

Cui Dongshan's trekking stick leans against the pillar of the pavilion.

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "When I was an apprentice in the dragon kiln, I looked at the clay everywhere I went, whether it was suitable for firing porcelain, and as a bagger, I always thought about making money wherever I went, whether I could accumulate property."

Chen Pingan was a little emotional, "Kneading the purple gold soil is a major event. The firing of porcelain is even more important among major events. No matter how beautiful the blank and glaze looked before, it is not a big deal if the firing is wrong later. If there is a slight mistake, the success will come to naught. Dozens of people, at least half a year of hard work, are all in vain. Therefore, the matter of opening the room has always been watched by old man Yao himself, even if it is a proud disciple like Liu Xianyang, he will not allow it. Old man Yao He would sit on the bench and watch the kiln fire in person. However, old man Yao often said that when porcelain enters the kiln, whether it is successful or not, good or bad, good or better, it depends on fate after all. Facts The same is true in the world, most of them have become fragments of porcelain mountains. At that time, I heard that because it is the emperor's royal use, it is better to be short than to be indiscriminate. The old saying, saying that the sky is high and the emperor is far away, is really touching."

Chen Ping smiled, "But at that time, I felt that the top of the old locust tree was very tall, and the pointed head of the old porcelain mountain was also high. As for those who are not far away, maybe go to the mountain to cut firewood and burn charcoal. It’s just far away. At least it’s much farther than going up the mountain to collect herbs when I was a child.”

Cui Dongshan has been in a daze.

Hearing this, Cui Dongshan said softly: "When I was a child, I was locked up in the attic to study. I didn't feel tall. I could only look at the distance through the small window. At that time, I hated books the most. He has a good memory and a photographic memory. In fact, he remembered everything. At that time, he vowed that in the future, he would seek a teacher to study, and he must find a gentleman with little knowledge, few books, and a gentleman who can't care about people. Later, he found an old man who was starving in a back alley. Scholar, at first I really didn’t think that the old scholar was knowledgeable. Later, I realized that the gentleman I was looking for was actually a bit high. Later, I was taken by the old scholar who had not yet made a fortune to travel around, and I was rejected a lot. I met many real scholars, and I felt that I had come a long way when Lao Xiucai said that he would go back to compile a book. Lao Xiucai swore at that time that if this book was engraved, it would sell at least a thousand Ben! It will definitely be sold to other states and counties. When the old scholar yelled this, I knew it was a guilty conscience."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "She chose me because of Mr. Qi. At first, it had almost nothing to do with me, Chen Pingan. You begged me to be your husband with a faceless face. In fact, it's the same. It's the old man who asked me to be your teacher, and Chen Pingan with me. Ping An itself, in the earliest days, had little to do with it.”

Cui Dongshan wanted to speak.

Chen Ping waved his hand and continued: "But it doesn't matter much, it still matters, because at a certain moment, I am that one, one in case, or even one in ten thousand. It is very small, but it is the beginning of everything. In this way I am no stranger to things like this, and even to me, there is a greater one, which is the whole of many things. For example, after my father left, my mother fell ill, and I am all one. If I don’t do something, There is really nothing, nothing. Back then, the door of Gu Can’s yard and the bowl of rice on the table at their house were all there was. If the door was not opened, Chen Ping’an in Niping Lane might be able to change his job. Fa, but Chen Pingan, who is sitting here talking to you today, is definitely gone."

Speaking of this, Chen Ping lightly clenched his fist and tapped on his heart, "When we miss this world very much, we will live a very hard life."

Chen Ping turned his head and said with a smile: "But it's a coincidence. I'm afraid of everything, but I'm not afraid of suffering. I even feel that the more I suffer, the more it proves that I live in the world. There is no way. If you don't think this way, you have to live It's even harder."

Chen Ping looked at the boy in white, "Only in this matter, you are not as good as me, and my disciples are not as good as my husband. But in this matter, don't learn, it's not bad, but you don't need it."

Cui Dongshan nodded.

Chen Pingan fell back, folded his hands under the back of his head, and said softly: "Pei Qian suddenly practiced martial arts because of Cao Qinglang."

Cui Dongshan hummed.

Pei Qian has already started to practice martial arts, Mr. guessed it himself, especially why he practiced martial arts.

Chen Pingan said: "Then when I meet, I will tell her that she can miss Senior Cui, but she doesn't have to feel guilty. It would be better if Pei Qian nodded and agreed but couldn't do it. I believe she will do the same. Pei Qian, you, me, and we are all the same. We all know the truth, but we just can’t get over that heart. So after growing up, every time I go back to my hometown, whether it’s thinking or walking, I have to worry about it. The more you can't see it. For Pei Qian, the desolate Mangosteen House is her heart. The heart of Nanyuan Kingdom, Cui Senior can take her to walk there. After Cui Senior is gone, the new heart will not be able to leave in this life. It’s over. But I feel that there is something in my heart that will remain on the road of my heart for the rest of my life. It’s not fair, so I can only go around it secretly, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

Chen Pingan finally said: "I'm most afraid that I will feel that I have a clear conscience. I feel that my conscience is better. I take it for granted. I think everything is fine."

Cui Dongshan turned his head and looked, the husband had stopped talking, closed his eyes, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Cui Dongshan also closed his eyes, his thoughts drifting away.

Only the gurgling sound of the water is like speaking the word "Yu", while the mountain is high and dangerous but silent, like unscrambling the word "Yu".

Cui Dongshan was a little relieved, so he also fell asleep leisurely.

After an unknown amount of time, Cui Dongshan suddenly said: "Sir, how sad you are to see Xiao Baoping and Pei Qian grow up. Then Qi Jingchun is so relieved to see Mr. grow up."

Chen Pingan did not speak, and seemed to be still soundly asleep.

Cui Dongshan stopped talking and was silent for a long time. He couldn't help asking: "Sir?"

Chen Pingan said softly: "Yes."