Sword of Coming

As one of the sages enshrined in the Confucian Temple, the old master He Shou was responsible for taking care of the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall. He immediately dropped from the sky and hovered in the wind outside half of the Sword Qi Great Wall. The old master followed the agreement and abided by it. According to the rules, he did not set foot on the city wall. He bowed and saluted the oldest swordsman in the world, and said respectfully: "Junior congratulates me and pays homage to the boss swordsman."

The nickname "Boss Sword Immortal" was originally given by A Liang with help. Later, the local sword cultivators in the Great Wall of Sword Qi followed suit. In addition, the sword cultivators returning from various continents were also used to calling Chen Qingdu such a respectful name, and it seemed to have become a common name. A conventional thing.

Chen Qingdu just looked towards Tuoyue Mountain and ignored the greeting from a sage from the Confucian Temple.

He Shou, who was just left alone, didn't take it seriously. If the boss swordsman was easy to talk to, he wouldn't be Chen Qingdu.

He Shou then smiled bitterly. He had been kept in the dark about the hiding, appearance and actions of the high-ranking god, which had affected half of the city where the young Yin Guan Hedao was. Before the boss Sword Immortal appeared, Chen Ping'an The location of Hedao is actually concealed by an offensive magical power.

In any case, this is a dereliction of duty by myself and the Confucian Temple, and I have to admit it.

He Shou could only be sure of one thing for the time being. It was the secret attack by the god that seemed to have "awakened" part of the soul of the boss swordsman in front of him.

He didn't send any sword towards the wild world, but opened the sky with one sword and escorted the entire city to the colorful world.

Finally, he killed the dragon king who crossed the border with another sword.

Now, with just one sword, the golden body of a high-ranking god was completely shattered.

As for why Chen Qingdu was able to reappear, He Shou did not want to explore.

He Shou had to admit that if it weren't for the boss Sword Immortal's backup in the Sword Qi Great Wall, He Shou would definitely not be able to protect the half of the city where Chen Ping'an was united. The consequences would be disastrous, not to mention those who were involved. In the overall situation of the world, the old scholar's behavior style is to protect the calf at all costs. It doesn't matter if he calls himself a bastard. The old scholar can probably secretly go to the Confucian Temple to carry away the statue of his accompanying god.

Why did the old scholar collapse that middle-earth mountain with one foot?

It was not because of her disciple Jun Qian that she wanted to fight against injustice. In her early years, Jun Qian took her junior fellow apprentice Qi Jingchun on a trip to the mountains to visit immortals, but was rejected by the tiger. Ethnic aliens. It seems that the Dayue Mountain Lord who has a connection with Bai Yujingji also tried to detain Liu Shiliu and Qi Jingchun in the mountain.

Chen Qingdu clasped his hands behind his back, walked slowly, shook his head and said: "Don't worry, half of the city has not been smashed yet. For Chen Pingan today, it is not a big problem. Anyway, this kid has long been used to being beaten." Beat him up. Besides, the other party has been hiding for so long, and we, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, are not aware of it. Besides, you scholars are mainly focused on preaching, teaching, solving doubts, and fighting and killing. You are really not very good at it."

He Shou was about to speak but hesitated. After thinking about it, he still didn't say anything.

I wanted to say that the Holy Master and the Ritual Sage are not bad at fighting.

It's just that there is no need to compete with the boss sword fairy.

Dong Sangeng, Xiao Xun, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji and other sword immortals from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, as well as A Liang, Zuo Zuo, Pei Min, Zhou Shenzhi, etc. from the vast world, Liu Cha, the bearded swordsman from the wild world, and Bai Yujing are known as The truly invincible Yu Dou is in the arms of Guan Sun, the master of the Taoist swordsman lineage...

Anyway, over the past ten thousand years, in the world of swordsmanship, there have been so many geniuses and so many stars, but no one has ever claimed to be invincible in swordsmanship.

Just because there is an old man named Chen Qingdu on top of the city here.

Yu Dou, who was as conceited as the second master, did not dare to question swordsmanship with Chen Qingdu without permission in his early years, and stopped at Capping Pavilion on Daixuan Mountain.

Otherwise, Yu Dou only needs to cross the gate from Hanging Mountain in one step, and then climb to the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Why don't you dare, don't want, or can't ask the sword? Because if you ask the sword, you will lose, get hurt, or die.

According to legend, A Liang had just arrived at the Great Sword Qi Wall a few years ago. After getting drunk in the city, he ran to attend a meeting of the Peak Sword Immortal who actually didn’t call him. When he got to the top of the city, he strode towards the thatched hut with his head held high and used his The saying is that after ten thousand years of practicing in Jie Mao at the top of the city, not a single person asked about swordsmanship. The boss swordsman was really too lonely, so he asked A Liang to make an exception. Everyone, get out of the way and let me do it. !

However, none of the swordsmen who were discussing the matter at the top of the city and the swordsmen watching the excitement outside the city caught A Liang. When the boss swordsman walked out of the hut and nodded and said "good", A Liang seemed to wake up instantly. He jumped up and settled down next to the Boss Sword Immortal. With a sense of justice, he added, "Let me rub the shoulders of the Boss Sword Immortal. You are really a bunch of bastards whose consciences have been eaten by dogs. You don't even know how to feel sorry for the Boss Sword Immortal. Why?" You want me, an outsider, to come and say hello?"

Probably after that, A Liang became famous in one fell swoop and got a famous nickname.

And after that, the stubborn A Liang always regarded himself as the little cotton-padded jacket of the boss swordsman.

It's just that the boss Jianxian thought this statement was too disgusting, so it didn't spread on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Otherwise, Aliang would probably have another nickname.

Chen Qingdu glanced at the long knife that fell to the ground. It looked familiar because it was held by the ancient god who was in charge of punishment. In fact, not only did it look familiar, but he had also had many interactions with it thousands of years ago.

The so-called dealings are naturally to cut each other with swords. In the last battle, the person who defeated this god was a sword cultivator of the same generation as Long Jun. However, this person later followed the ancestor of the military strategist and tried to embark on another path, and he did not hesitate to let the human beings other than Qi practitioners The death of all living beings eventually led to a great rupture within the human race, resulting in numerous casualties among the monks.

And this god, who had not completely fallen at the beginning, once ranked among the twelve high positions. According to the old heavenly priesthood classification, he was also regarded as a god directly under the sword holder.

Thousands of years ago, under its blade, the corpses of the monster race were piled up into mountains, and countless blood once gathered into an ancient path that ran through the wilderness.

Heaven and earth regard people as ephemera, and the great road regards heaven and earth as bubbles.

Chen Qingdu sighed. It seemed that the senior who came to visit this city back then might not only come to see Chen Pingan, but also to cherish the memory of his old friend?

No wonder the narrow sword Zhankan, which was first left behind in Qingming Tianxia, ​​followed the alien demon to the Great Sword Qi Wall, traveled all the way, and was finally acquired by Chen Pingan.

The narrow knife Zhankan was used for execution at the Dragon-Zhanting Platform in ancient times. This knife is similar to a prince's mountain to a monarch's mountain, with the meaning of worship.

The way of heaven collapses, the sky is divided into two sides, the avenue circulates, and the two edges are adjacent.

Chen Qingdu was slightly moved, and the snow-white long sword without a scabbard swept to the top of the city and said: "Can you please give this sword to our Lord Yin Guan later, so that he can marry Ning Yatou in the future?" People don’t need to give gifts, but the gifts must be valuable.”

He Shou nodded and agreed.

Chen Qingdu waved his hand and said, "Go on, we have nothing to talk about. We are just being polite and can only talk about what we have and what we don't have. It will be embarrassing for both parties."

He Shou didn't feel any embarrassment at first. After all, it was a great blessing to be able to chat with the boss Sword Immortal as much as possible.

But Chen Qing said so, and He Shou had no choice but to bow to the boss Sword Immortal again. The old master returned to the sky and continued to stare at the ferries in the distance, feeling a little sad. After this farewell, there was really no chance of meeting the boss Sword Fairy again.

Wei Jin had already stood up, and Yu Feng came to the cliffside area at the top of another city. He clasped his fists in the distance and said, "Wei Jin has seen the boss Sword Immortal."

Chen Qingdu came to the cliff in one step, glanced at the Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple, and nodded, "The realm is soaring. I haven't seen him in a few years, so I have to look at him with new eyes."

Wei and Jin felt helpless.

When Cao Jun came to Wei Jin's side, he didn't dare to take a breath, but he was muttering in his heart, why do these words sound familiar?

Chen Qingdu looked at the few wisps of pure sword intent outside the city, and asked: "I have thrown the sword manual to you, why can't you win the recognition of Zong Yuan's kendo?"

The boss Jianxian rubbed his chin, "There is no reason. There are thousands of years between you two. Logically speaking, neither one can steal the other's wife. That boy Zongyuan is also known for his good temper and infatuation. Reason is not pleasing to you."

In the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there were actually some sword cultivators who could talk to Chen Qingdu more.

For example, Zongyuan in the early days and Dongguan Waterfall in the later years.

The boss swordsman suddenly narrowed his eyes and turned his head to look at a strange battlefield in the hinterland of the wild world that was isolated from the secrets of heaven. "No wonder. It's a careful act again."

With a wave of his sleeves, Chen Qingdu spread out in front of him a picture of the long river of time invisible to outsiders. All the hundreds of sword immortals in Tuoyue Mountain once practiced their swords in the city next door.

After looking through all the sword immortal embryos in the wild world one by one, I finally saw the young sword cultivator who seemed to have the least qualifications and had been unable to obtain the gift of sword intent.

Seeing that the boss, Sword Immortal, was silent, Wei Jin just shut up.

Cao Jun's eyes widened. Anyway, it would be profitable to look at the boss swordsman a few more times.

When the young swordsman was practicing his sword at the top of the city, he seemed a little absent-minded and not doing his job. He was more like a Qi practitioner traveling around the city, just staring outside the city in a daze.

When a Qi Practitioner breeds a natal flying sword, he or she becomes independent. Different from other Qi Practitioners, the top priority is to find one or two natal magical powers of the flying sword as soon as possible.

Therefore, there are almost no casual cultivators in the world. It is not without reason. Firstly, the number of sword cultivators is the most precious and rare. It is a treasure that no sect in the world has too many. Furthermore, the process of refining swords is too consumption. Jinshan Yinshan, practicing as a wild cultivator in Shanze is certainly not impossible, but without the financial support of the sect, it is inevitable to do twice the result with half the effort. The final priority is the magical power of sword cultivating the flying sword. Sword cultivating is unusual. , in fact, is a literal "gift", which can almost be regarded as a kind of God-given thing.

Because the sword cultivator's natal flying sword had its origins in the "straight riverbeds" in the long river of time, it became the most favored and most "orderly" among the thousands of techniques in later generations, and then evolved and derived Countless kinds of flying sword natal magical powers.

This is why sword cultivators have the most innate advantage among Qi practitioners, because sword cultivators are truly "unique and unique" in name.

Therefore, only those who practice swordsmanship on the mountain have the right to be the most unreasonable. No matter how many tricks you have, I have a sword that can defeat all kinds of tricks.

In those years, Tuoyue Mountain sword cultivators left the city one after another, but this young sword cultivator who was singled out by Chen Qingdu was at the bottom of the list and had no reputation. He left the city very late and seemed to have achieved nothing. Rather than practicing swordsmanship, people have been patrolling the ruins of the Great Wall of Sword Qi with the Water Moon Observation and the White Bone Observation. Occasionally, the few strands of sword energy that belonged to Zong Yuan passed by in the air, and the young swordsman felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. .

In the end, the sword cultivator was quietly taken away by "Lu Fayan," a fourteenth-level monk who chatted with Chen Ping'an first. Otherwise, Long Jun would act in accordance with the laws of Jiazi Zhang, and the sword cultivator who failed to seize the pure sword intention would never even think about it. Walked down the city alive.

Chen Qingdu quickly found the clues.

Except for a very few pure swordsmen with "innocent origins" among the hundreds of swordsmen of Tuoyue Mountain carefully laid out in the wild world, almost all of them are inextricably related to the gods. For example, this young swordsman is an undoubted god. Reincarnated and inherited part of the natal magical power of a certain high-ranking god. The magical power of the flying sword is close to "visualization".

Look at the bones through the skin, constantly deduce and piece together the mental picture, and get infinitely close to a certain truth.

Just to visualize a sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Zong Yuan.

It was obviously one of Zhou Mi's back-up plans, and it was an unexpected surprise for Haoran Tianxia and Jianqi Great Wall.

Zong Yuan's return to the human world is not an accident.

Isn’t it a surprise to see Zong Yuan again in the world?

Chen Qingdu dismissed the picture of time and said to Wei Jin: "Pick up the key points and talk about something."

One soul, a little bit of soul, cannot stay in this world for long.

Wei Jin Yan briefly and comprehensively discussed some major events.

The most holy master is on the top of Sui Mountain in Zhongtu, and he is discussing Taoism with the great ancestor of Manhuang at the Jiaolonggou ruins from a distance.

A Liang was trapped at the foot of Tuoyue Mountain for several years. He fell from the Fourteenth Realm and went to the Buddhist Kingdom in the West before returning to Haoran.

Four immortal swords gathered in Fuyao Continent, and Bai Ye picked up the Sixth Throne alone with his sword. Later, he was taken by Wen Sheng to Daxuandu Temple in Qingming World.

Barbarian World captured the mountains and rivers of Tongye, Fuyao and Jinjia Continents, but was finally intercepted by the Great Li Cavalry in the middle of Aquarius Continent, and Zhou Zhou led his troops to the sky.

In her new hometown, which was named Colorful World, Ning Yao broke through the realms one after another, reached the Ascension realm, and became the number one person in the world. During this period, she even killed a high-ranking god with her own hands.

A meeting in the Chinese Confucian Temple was held, and the wild world was beaten as soon as it was said to be beaten.

Ah Liang took an Ascension Realm monk deep into the hinterland, and then traveled far and wide with swords in hand to aid Ah Liang.

Chen Ping'an and four sword cultivators left the Sword Qi Great Wall not long ago.

The boss, Sword Immortal, only said two sentences during this period.

"It's a pity that Bai Ye is not a swordsman after all. Otherwise, if he came here, he could teach him some proper sword skills."

"Girl Ning is not surprising at all."

Chen Qingdu asked two more questions.

"Has anyone reached the fourteenth realm now?"

Wei Jin shook his head and explained that Mr. Zuo had too big an idea. He originally had the opportunity to reach the Fourteenth Realm, but he was delayed in breaking through because of his pursuit of a broader sword path.

Chen Qingdu's last question, "The Confucian Temple and Tuoyueshan are confronting each other to discuss matters. Did the young master say that they wanted to fight?"

Wei Jin smiled and said: "It's not the Li Sheng. It was Chen Ping'an who spoke first and hit him as soon as he asked."

Chen Qingdu nodded with a smile on his face.

The boy is not bad.

Much like myself.

The old man never felt that a person was full of vitality, but that he spoke cheerfully and acted out of the blue all year round.

But at every pass in life, when alone in suffering, young people can be cheerful and high-spirited.

Do the most unexpected things, hand out the fastest sword, and speak the most weighty words to this world.

A person who is usually taciturn will occasionally speak up to teach others to listen even if they don't listen.

Chen Qing put away his thoughts, shifted his gaze a little, looked at Cao Jun, and asked with a smile: "What is the name of this old swordsman? Where does he come from?"

Compared to Chen Ping'an, Ning Yao and Wei Jin, the sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Cao Jun, a foreigner who is over a hundred years old, is indeed quite young.

Cao Jun clasped his fists and said, "The junior Cao Jun's ancestral home is in the Lizhu Cave of Aquarius Continent, which is in the same alley as Yin Guan's ancestral residence. However, the junior Cao Jun was born in Nan Posuo Continent. The ancestor Cao Jun is responsible for guarding the Zhenhai Tower."

Cao Jun endured it again and again, but still couldn't resist saying one more thing, "This junior is actually only one hundred and forty years old."

I wanted to add that if I hadn't been left and right in my early years to break the sword's heart, I would have reached the upper five realms long ago. Maybe there is still hope of being able to reach the same realm as the Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple.

Just thinking that in this boss swordsman's side, it seems that the immortal realm swordsman has nothing worthy of praise, so he swallowed these words back in his stomach.

Chen Qingdu hummed and nodded, "That's about the same age and level as the people around you, and their future life is formidable."

Wei Jin couldn't help laughing.

Cao Jun just felt like his face was covered in yellow mud, and he didn't dare to talk back to the boss Sword Immortal. He felt extremely uncomfortable.

He has finally understood the customs and customs of Jianqi Great Wall. Jianqi Great Wall is worthy of being a swordsman with the word "Sword Immortal", and each one has a more distinctive personality than the other.

Ning Yao was serious about his words and did not care about anything.

Lu Zhi seemed to want to strike with her sword at everyone outside the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Qi Tingji's young man should be careful in his next life. The old swordsman used the kindest expression and said the cruelest words.

Then there is the amiability and approachability of this boss swordsman.

Even Wei Jin, the great swordsman of Fengxue Temple who always upheld his integrity, had a saying: "You can't enter the summer palace."

Chen Qingdu looked outside the city and suddenly said softly: "If you want to leave, just leave. There is nothing to miss here. As a pure swordsman, when you are alive, you must have a certain formation to draw a sword. But since everyone is dead, Only this sword power is left, and there is still a shitty distinction between ourselves and the enemy."

Wei Jin looked calm and turned around, facing south of the city.

At this moment, the sword heart of the Wei and Jin Dynasties became clearer and clearer, and he and the late Jian Xiu Zongyuan held their fists and saluted from a distance.

The worst case scenario is that we will meet on the battlefield later, and then compete with the successors of Senior Zongyuan's swordsmanship to determine the level of swordsmanship and have a life-or-death showdown.

Chen Qingdu smiled and nodded, "Zong Yuan is Zong Yuan."

The spirit of the millennium is still awe-inspiring.

The few wisps of sword intent that had never been close to Wei and Jin suddenly condensed into four rainbows of sword light in the air, and finally slowly circulated around the Fengxue Temple Sword Immortal, lingering uncontrollably.

This means that the Wei and Jin Dynasties belong to Zongyuan's lineage in the way of swordsmanship.

There are no red tapes of master-disciple inheritance, no incense and statues in the ancestral hall.

Wei Jin asked in his heart: "I dare to ask the boss Sword Immortal, what kind of existence was that existence ten thousand years ago?"

Chen Qingdu hesitated for a moment. The old man looked a little complicated, but finally shook his head and said, "I've seen him twice before. There's nothing to say."

In the battle to ascend to the sky, apart from the five supreme gods, most of the twelve high-ranking gods in ancient times had perished in that tragic battle that changed the world.

In addition, either stay away from the ruins of the old heaven and become a lonely ghost in the outer world.

Or fall into the unknown earth of the human world, sleep soundly for a long time, and the body remains in a deep sleep.

The Qingtong Tianjun who oversees one of the ascension platforms, as one of the earliest human beings to become gods, once served as the guide for the immortals of men to ascend.

The one dormant in the colorful world was severely injured in the battle of human race ascending to heaven in his early years, and he was once a subordinate of the armored one.

The god who descended from the sky to Tongye Continent crossed the sea to Aquarius Continent. When he landed, he was joined by Cui Han and Qi Jingchun, and was once named "The Echoer".

Shenyue has inherited part of the divine status. She is not just a member of the Moon Palace. She is definitely the most promising being to become the "predecessor of Mingyue".

Killing these high-ranking gods has both advantages and disadvantages in the human world. The advantage is that there is no mortal enemy of the human race with amazing combat power. The disadvantage is that the divine position will be vacant. After Zhou Mi ascends to heaven, he can naturally create a new god to fill the vacancy.

Ten thousand years ago, these high-ranking gods were not easy to deal with, but after ten thousand years, the way of heaven collapsed, just like a fourteenth realm monk who lost most of his offensive methods. It is the invisible prison of words between heaven and earth, which greatly restricts the gods.

He is a well-educated man who once created his own writing, which has been circulating in the wild world for thousands of years.

This is to allow the old and new gods to escape as much as possible from the literal prison established by the sages of the rites when they return to the human world.

Not surprisingly, the wild world in front of us is the ferry crossing where many gods from the New Heaven have settled in the human world.

The only words of the ancient gods are actually similar to the so-called voices of today's cultivators, but they are similar, not entirely.

The high-ranking god whose golden body had just been chopped into pieces by Chen Qingdu's sword was named "The Executioner". He was once a subordinate of the sword holder. The demon clan in the world, especially the punished true dragon, suffered a lot.

However, his divinity was incomplete and he should have been sleeping for a long time. In addition, some of the remaining magical powers had been stripped away by Tuoyue Mountain, which made things worse. Of course, just because he was not as good at fighting as before, it definitely did not mean that he was easy to kill.

And that person who was regarded by Tuoyue Mountain as one of his trump cards, specifically used to target Aliang and the high-ranking gods around him, was probably the being named "The Sleeping One".

One of the natal magical powers is to be trapped in nightmares. As the old saying goes, long nights and many dreams are part of the root cause of countless demons that have transformed into demons in later generations.

There is also the "Speechless One" who possesses the magical power of "stopping speech", also known as the "Heart Voice One".

As well as the "Reproducer" who created numerous suns and moons, countless mountains and rivers, and secret realms, also known as the "Imaginator" and the "Forger".

Of course, the names of these ancient gods were all given after the battle to reach the sky.

Not recorded in writing, it is like the front of an old almanac, leaving a blank page specifically for these ancient existences.

In life, it seems that children are curious about everything, young people know everything, middle-aged people are suspicious of everything, and old people accept everything.

As for good people and bad people, each person's heart has its own scale, and it's hard to say who is definitely a good person.

I just hope that the contributions of those who are silent will not be ignored for thousands of years in the future.

A child is too young to do more.

In fact, an older man may not be able to do much.

Chen Qingdu rubbed his chin and raised his eyes to look at the wild world.

He can almost deliver a sword.

Who can I ask about the sword?

Who should I kill?

That Bai Ze who returned to the wild world?

Bai Ze has a good relationship with the young master, but he is not familiar with Chen Qing and me.

————

Bai Ze and Fei Fei were walking along the dry river bed of a tributary of the Trailing River.

Concubine Fei noticed a strange phenomenon at the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall. She was startled and asked softly: "Mr. Bai, that old immortal is actually... not dead?"

Bai Ze said: "Just because Chen Ping'an combined half of the Sword Qi Great Wall, we can't forget that the boss Jianxian combined the entire Sword Qi Great Wall. When Zhou Mi climbed to the top of the city, in addition to closing the net, he also wanted to confirm the matter. Since Zhou Mi didn't If you do it, you are either not aware of it and even he has been deceived, or you just feel that there is no way to deal with the sword from the boss swordsman over there, so you have other long-term plans."

Wenhai Zhoumei once traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the appearance of Lu Fayan, the great monk of the Fourteenth Realm, that is, the master of the old throne demon Qie Yun and Fei Ran, and even had a small talk with Chen Ping'an.

Bai Ze suddenly smiled and reminded: "You still have to respect the boss Sword Immortal."

Feifei found that even if Chen Qingdu showed up, Bai Ze's attention was still on Tuoyue Mountain, which was very strange.

The Tuoyue Mountain is now an empty frame with only the support of the culprit, and it can no longer affect the fate of the wild world too much.

To put it bluntly, even if that lunatic Chen Ping'an managed to open the mountain, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as far-reaching as the bright moon that Ning Yao and the others soared up and then fell down with their swords.

Concubine Fei didn't hide it, and asked Bai Ze directly: "Mr. Bai, are you worried about the safety of the great ancestor's disciple?"

Bai Ze nodded.

When Bai Ze returns to his hometown this time, he will wake up a small group of long-term hibernators from the demon clan, and then make a pact with them to follow him.

As for the unruly and unruly people among them, it would be better if their true bodies and their true names continue to sleep together for thousands of years.

After being away from home for ten thousand years, the only person in Bai Ze who could be said to care about his hometown was very few, especially since the only one who was still alive was the founder of Tuoyue Mountain, the great ancestor.

Of course, the culprit is just a pseudonym for the leader of the barbarian ancestor. In fact, its real name has a very beautiful and auspicious meaning.

It is not only Huang Shang Yuanji, but also the "Yuanji" whom Zuo Lingzhu uses Yuanji.

Thousands of years ago, after the internal strife at the riverside meeting, everything in heaven and earth had settled.

Originally, according to the agreement, both the sword cultivator and the military strategist could occupy a world, and the first ancestor of the military strategist could even establish a religion and call himself the ancestor.

It was just the ambitious ancestor of the military strategist, Chen Qingdu and a large group of sword cultivators who were not under the watchful eye of Lord Long, plus some big demons who were ready to take action and feared that the world would not be in chaos. The three of them were ultimately defeated.

Later, it was the demon clan that was assigned to the barbaric world today.

After the ancestor of the wilderness took a child to settle in that world, he began to climb the mountain, which was the Tuoyue Mountain in later generations.

The person who was traveling with the master and apprentice at that time was actually Bai Ze.

Approaching the top of the mountain, the old monk stopped and said with a smile: "Bai Ze, you are very knowledgeable, why don't you help give this child a name, and remember to ask for a good omen."

Bai Ze looked down at the child with bright eyes, thought for a moment, and smiled: "Is your name Yuanji?"

At that time, the demon children who had just successfully transformed always had countless questions to ask Bai Ze, the most knowledgeable person.

"That little master, is he really that good at fighting? Then why isn't he called a big master?"

"Your name is Bai Ze, is it because your surname is Bai Ze? Why does everyone like to call you 'Sir'? Master said it means you were born early and you are older. So what does it mean, Master? It is true that preachers are both Is the father a teacher again?"

"We have been given this piece of the world. I heard that it seems to be the largest. Is it because we have done the most good deeds?"

During the climb, Bai Ze, who was extremely patient, answered the child's questions one by one.

After walking up to the top of the mountain, the Savage Ancestor looked around, and finally said with a smile: "Bai Ze, this mountain doesn't have a name yet. Those who can do it can do more, why don't you just name it too?"

Time is in water, and the moon never leaves the sky when it sets.

Bai Ze gave the mountain at his feet the name Tuoyue Mountain.

In the end, Bai Ze touched the child's head and said with a smile: "One yuan begins again, and everything is new. In the future, we will practice separately and have the opportunity to reminisce about the past."

Bai Ze looked away from Tuoyue Mountain.

Concubine Fei asked: "Mr. Bai will be on our side this time, right?"

Bai Ze nodded.

————

A big white goose came to the blacksmith shop from Luolu Mountain. It moved water with its hands and feet in the air, stood still, fluttered its clothes and shook its sleeves, making a crackling sound.

Liu Xianyang, who was so noisy that he dozed off on a bamboo chair, immediately opened his eyes.

There were three chairs under the eaves, and one was vacant for entertaining guests. Cui Dongshan twisted around, pointed his toes, leaned back, flew out, and sat down on the bamboo chair in the center. Someone moved a chair to Liu Xianyang's side.

Then the two people, who were in sync with each other, each raised an elbow adjacent to each other, and the two sides collided in a dizzying manner.

"Brother Liu!"

"Brother Cui!"

A round-faced girl in cotton-padded clothes sitting on the bamboo chair at the far end rolled her eyes.

The names of both parties actually had a bit of vibrato.

Cui Dongshan wiped his mouth, stretched his neck and looked towards the Longxu River, "Brother Liu, is there any stewed duck with dried bamboo shoots?!"

Liu Xianyang chuckled, rubbed his hands and said, "Are you sure? I said it and it didn't count."

Yu Qianyue turned around and glared at the dreamy boy in white.

Liu Xianyang immediately understood and said with a smile: "It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Brother Cui, please forgive me."

Then Liu Xianyang asked curiously: "Is there something serious to discuss?"

Cui Dongshan waved his sleeves, "No, I just came here to relax. There are not many melon seeds on the mountain. Isn't this a decree from the Right Protector, asking me to go down the mountain to help buy some. Hey, according to the quotation of millet grains, say Maybe I can still make some money."

Liu Xianyang laughed angrily and said, "You have the nerve to steal the money from millet grains?"

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Don't you understand? It was the Right Protector who deliberately rewarded me with a mountain travel fee."

Liu Xianyang nodded and said Xiaomili's mantra, "Very clever and shrewd."

Cui Dongshan held the back of his head with both hands and sighed for no reason, "It's a good time to survive the disaster."

It would be better if the husband is still in his hometown and never travels far away again.

Liu Xianyang hummed, knowing the reason, but didn't say anything more. He was mainly afraid of scaring the round-faced girl who pretended not to care and listened carefully.

Cui Dongshan was saying that the old bastard and Qi Jingchun once bet on whether she would retain any trace of the humanity in Ruan Xiu, the god of fire, and whether she would miss the world a little bit.

Otherwise, at the midday of Bingwu in May, when the longest day in the world is at its peak, the Great Annunciation will be held to offer sacrifices to the sky and the main day will be accompanied by the moon.

Chen Ping'an, Liu Xianyang, Song Bianqiu, the credit money thrown here, plus the unusually abundant Longzhou water transport, were originally used by Ruan Xiu to refine the mirror and open the sky.

Three people and one demon clan, or souls, luck, or skins, no matter what they are, are all refined into a mirror, which serves as the step for the Vulcan to ascend to the sky.

Liu Xianyang once half-joked that it was Li Liu who prevented the disaster for them. Because Li Liu's share of the water god's divine nature was "eaten" by Ruan Xiu.

Liu Xianyang said: "Actually, it's not a gamble. I seem to be sure that she won't do this."

Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "I just don't know what Qi Jingchun said to her in the end. I can't figure it out, I can't guess it."

It's really not a gamble, but a belief in human nature.

Liu Xianyang glanced at the Wannian Bridge across the Longxu River from afar, with an indifferent expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Then don't think too much about anything, just live your life, there are really many things, all you can do is to let the boat arrive at the bridge. straight."

Cui Dongshan handed over a handful of melon seeds, tilted his palm, and poured half of it into Liu Xianyang, "Sure enough, Brother Liu is the most carefree and unrestrained."

Liu Xianyang was chewing melon seeds and stepped on the instep of Cui Dongshan. Liu Xianyang immediately turned his head and raised his palm, "Miss Yu?"

Qiangyue shook her head with a straight face.

But she felt better.

Cui Dongshan spit out the melon seed shells and sighed: "My senior sister is in a sad state of mind. I guess I have to take action to calm it down."

When Pei Qian returned from his first trip, he brought with him a foreign pastry called Wu Du Cake. Later, on the right side of Sui Dynasty, the two sides almost started fighting.

Because Pei Qian once saw a prohibition monument in a rural village in Jinjiazhou.

There is only one sentence in the inscription: it is prohibited to drown female infants and to prohibit the birth of male infants on the fifth day of May.

Why should such a prohibition monument be erected? Of course, it is because there are too many such violations, and the local government needs to erect a special monument to stop such tragedies.

He favors boys over girls, abandons baby girls, and secretly drowns them in water. A baby boy born on the fifth day of May is an ominous sign and can bring disaster.

Chen Ping'an's birthday happens to be on the fifth day of May. Not only in this small town, but also in the whole world, children born on this day, especially baby boys, will be unpopular.

Cui Dongshan finished eating the melon seeds, clapped his hands, and said with a bright smile: "For sir, I have to say thank you to you. As for the affection, it's all in the melon seeds!"

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "There are more melon seeds every year, and the more I knock them, the more I get. Not bad, not bad."

Cui Dongshan stretched his legs and leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "You don't have to use all your wealth, the remaining wealth is to accumulate blessings. Don't deceive yourself when you are poor or humble. Respecting yourself is to respect heaven."

"The first time I bowed, the first time I held my fists, the first time I put on boots and hairpins, the first time I called myself sir."

"When I think about my husband doing this, as a student, I can't help but laugh."

Liu Xianyang chewed melon seeds, listened to the words of the big white goose, nodded and said: "Good people have good fortune in the future, and good people have their own destiny. According to the old saying here, there will be one or two bitter winds blowing in front of every house. The sooner you come, the better, and then you can enjoy your happiness in peace and contentment if you get over it. Otherwise, when you are too old to jump over the wall, you will be unable to escape the bitter wind, let alone endure it. Besides, the more you eat, the more you eat. Those who feed their families know that they can eat anything in the world, but they cannot eat food from their descendants, so we have the saying 'leftover' here."

Cui Dongshan stood up and said with a smile: "Let's go, I won't delay Brother Liu's business."

Liu Xianyang waved his hand.

Before Cui Dongshan left, he said with a playful smile, "Some things are best done after getting married. It's more reasonable. It's just firewood, and thunder from the sky stirs up the fire on the earth. That's understandable."

Liu Xianyang smiled awkwardly.

Qiangyue laughed and said: "Birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together."

After the big white goose gets out.

Liu Xianyang stopped dozing off and practiced swordplay in his dreams, and told Miss Yu beside him some old stories.

It is said that there is a local custom here in the town, asking about the night meal and dreaming about the night meal, because according to the local dialect of the town, "ask" and "dream" are homophonic.

On New Year's Eve, every household has had New Year's Eve dinner, and the elderly will stay at home to entertain guests and guard the stove. The table is filled with wine and dishes, and young and strong men visit each other to serve the meal. Drinking, if the relationship is good, drink a few more drinks. If the relationship is not so good, change places after one drink. The children are more lively. After putting on new clothes one by one, they often go in groups, walking from door to door, everyone carrying their backs. A cotton satchel, filled with fruits, pastries, melon seeds, peanuts, sugar cane, etc., and ran home immediately when it was full.

Shengyue asked: "Is it the custom of the entire Longzhou?"

Almost everyone in the world has the habit of keeping vigil at the foot of the Jiuzhou Mountains. Of course, this Xianyue knew about it. She just asked about the dinner, which was the first time she heard about it.

In the few years since she came here, at most during the twelfth lunar month, she followed Liu Xianyang to attend a few markets in Hongzhu Town to buy some New Year goods.

Liu Xianyang shook his head, "It's unique to our town. More and more people have moved to prefectures and counties in recent years, and this custom has become less and less popular. It is estimated that it will be completely eliminated in another twenty or thirty years at most." It’s not that particular anymore.”

On Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, it seems that dinner is very boring, but on the contrary, the Qiong Alley is more noisy, like a kind of poverty-stricken people with no money, but lively and popular, there is a kind of indescribable The flavor of the year and humanity.

Before Chen Ping'an met Liu Xianyang and before Gu Can was born, every year on New Year's Eve, he would stay alone in the house on Mu Ping Lane until dawn. It was destined that no neighbor would come to the door, and he would not leave. He went from house to house, and when he came home, he seemed to be alone, and he seemed to be unable to escape. Moreover, he was not popular, and no one wanted to see him on this day. Those old people who were willing to be close to Chen Pingan, even if they were willing to be with Chen Pingan on weekdays. Ping An talks freely, but on this day, there must be some taboos. The elderly are mainly afraid that the young people in the family will think they are in trouble. On New Year's Eve, after all, they will not have trouble with their own family because of an outsider. happy.

Sheng Yue listened to Liu Xianyang's narration about the past and said softly: "Yin Guan was so pitiful when he was a child."

Liu Xianyang stretched out his thumb and pointed at himself, "After meeting me as a friend, Chen Pingan became much better. Every time I had New Year's Eve dinner, I closed the door of my house and went to Mubo Alley to accompany Chen Pingan. Use the small stove, use the tongs to stir the charcoal, and watch the New Year together."

In fact, Liu Xianyang often fell asleep very early, while Chen Pingan sat quietly by the fire alone until dawn.

Qiangyue suddenly asked doubtfully: "Then your home is closed and you don't have to entertain guests?"

Liu Xianyang laughed and said: "You are so poor that the eldest brother and the second brother in your pocket don't meet each other, so what kind of guests are you waiting for?"

Qiangyue understood this sentence. It was Liu Xianyang's unique saying. Gold is the master, silver is the uncle, and the two kinds of copper coins are called the eldest brother and the second brother.

In the past, in the small town, ordinary people outside Fulu Street and Taoye Lane did not have much need for gold and silver to make money. Unless they are the kiln heads of the dragon kilns and some skilled masters, their wages will be calculated in silver.

Qiangyue asked: "What can you two talk about when we stay together for the New Year? Didn't you say that Yin Guan at that time was a boring gourd who couldn't even fart? Isn't it boring?"

Liu Xianyang laughed angrily and said, "Chen Pingan doesn't talk much, but he's not mute."

Liu Xianyang was silent for a moment, "Besides, this guy is still willing to say a few more words on my side."

Qiangyue turned her head and glanced at Liu Xianyang.

This guy will be particularly proud and proud only when he talks about his friend.

The few valuable items in Chen Ping'an's home were all pawned and sold at low prices when he was a child. He will indeed tell Liu Xianyang what is on his mind,

For example, let's repair the graves of our parents first. The few fields left by our ancestors are only a few acres in total. They are scattered here and there. It would be best to buy them back. The higher the price, the higher. If I make more money, I will build the ancestral house. If I still have some money left, I will also spend money to buy the house next door that seems to have been unoccupied since I was a child. In fact, when Chen Pingan was an apprentice kiln worker for several years, except for some random expenses on Gu Can, he could have saved some money, but Liu Xianyang borrowed it all and wasted it. Liu Xianyang never concealed any of these things from Shengyue.

"Later, there was a little slug dragging oil bottles over there in Mud Bottle Alley, and Chen Ping'an became more smiling. He really regarded Gu Can as his own brother, maybe... because he couldn't pity his childhood self anyway. , I feel even more distressed for the little slug that is in front of me every day. And Gu Can has indeed been attached to Chen Pingan since he was a child. Not many people know that it was Chen Pingan who almost taught Gu Can how to speak and walk in the early years. Mu Ping Alley Over there, Gu Can's mother was an orphan and a widowed mother. In order to support her family in those years, she was unwilling to remarry. In fact, she didn't have any leisure time on weekdays. She often just threw Gu Can away and left it to Chen Ping'an and left alone. "

I can't imagine what it would be like for a young man who didn't even know a few characters to squat on the ground with a branch and teach a little slug to write the word "Gu Can".

It makes other people think it's funny, but it seems like they can't laugh.

Enduring hardship is the only knowledge that does not need to be taught by others. Perhaps the only thing more bitter than suffering is not waiting for the end of the suffering.

Xianyue listened to the old almanacs of these not-so-distant years,

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "Don't think it's a big deal. After all, compared with practicing on the mountain, it's not just chicken shit and dog shit in the alleys. It happens every year. Don't think that Chen Ping'an is... Because of all these experiences, I became a dull gourd. I heard from the neighbors near Mu Bottle Alley that that guy didn't talk much since he was a child. There are many different opinions in the memories of the old people. The only similar saying is that That boy’s eyes have been bright since he was a child.”

Qiangyue recited the term "Liangtang" silently, then nodded and said, "It's a very good term."

Liu Xianyang said proudly: "There are a lot of old sayings in my hometown."

Xiangyue asked doubtfully: "It seems that Liangtang is not a unique dialect of your town, right?"

Liu Xianyang smiled and said: "Then Miss Yu, just think of it as fine."

After that, Liu Xianyang began to doze off with his eyes closed.

Qiangyue went to the river. She was afraid that there were people in the town who also liked to smash rocks and steal ducks.

Then one day, the ancestral hall of Longquan Sword Sect was moved, and Ruan Qiong rarely came back here. Shengyue happened to be walking by the river.

Qiangyue asked tentatively: "Master Ruan, do you want to eat the old duck and bamboo shoots in a pot?"

She suddenly smiled shyly, feeling sorry for the ducks she had carefully raised but also feeling embarrassed, "It's not that old either."

I silently pray in my heart, Master Ruan, to be polite and outgoing, but don’t nod like this.

Only then did Ruan Qiong remember that on the way, there seemed to be a group of ducks swimming happily in the Longxu River near the blacksmith shop.

The man had a rare smile on his face and shook his head.

Master Ruan shook his head, and Qiu Yue felt uneasy with her conscience. She just left it to Liu Xianyang to deal with. She pretended that she didn't see anything and just waited for the steaming pot of duck and bamboo shoots to be served. Just take off your chopsticks again.

Ruan Qiong asked: "Where is Liu Xianyang?"

Qiangyue blinked. She couldn't lie to Master Ruan, so she just pretended to be stupid.

Ruan Qiong said helplessly: "I have something to do with him."

Shengyue seemed to have temporarily remembered where Liu Xianyang had gone, and said, "I don't know. He just said, 'There is a fighter in the neighborhood, and I went to rescue him with a tassel on him.' Then he ran to the other side of the town. I think he You must be busy with business, after all, you are a scholar."

Ruan Qiong then took a look at the town from a distance. In a street, there were two old ladies scratching their faces and pulling their hair.

Liu Xianyang squatted down with a group of young men and big boys, eating melon seeds and watching the fun.

It is said that once a person grows up, his hometown becomes smaller.

He also said that the places he often visited had no scenery.

But on Liu Xianyang's side, there was no such argument.

Qiangyue asked: "Can I help call him back?"

"No, it's not urgent." Ruan Qiong waved his hand and placed two bamboo chairs under the eaves. Ruan Qiong went inside and moved the bench out.

Qiangyue still reminded Liu Xianyang to come back quickly.

Liu Xianyang immediately trotted back from the arch bridge, but unfortunately, the two aunts were just a little bit away from tearing each other's clothes off.

After Liu Xianyang sat down, Qiangyue had already returned to the house.

Ruan Qiong was silent for a long time before he said, "Liu Xianyang."

Liu Xianyang asked doubtfully: "Huh?"

Blacksmith Ruan is a little weird today. Why do you miss your little disciple so much? So that you come here just to call out your name?

Ruan Qiong continued to remain silent.

Liu Xianyang handed over a bottle of wine.

Ruan Qiong did not refuse, took the wine bottle, and the old man began to drink.

Liu Xianyang himself did not drink. He put his hands into his sleeves and raised his feet, his two shoes lightly knocking against each other.

Ruan Qiong suddenly said: "If I didn't stop them both back then, would it be better now?"

Liu Xianyang was speechless for a moment.

At this moment, Liu Xianyang, who always considered himself to be quite eloquent, really didn't know how to speak a word.

Ruan Qiong drank wine and said in a hoarse voice: "It's my fault."

Liu Xianyang looked forward and said softly: "Master, don't say that, and don't think that, really."

Ruan Qiong remained silent for a long time before he said, "Is there any more wine?"

Liu Xianyang then brought out two jugs of wine, one for each, master and disciple.

When drinking, I am afraid that I will not drink enough. Secondly, I am afraid that I will not get drunk. Most importantly, I am afraid that when I drink, I will not feel that I am drinking.

Life is short and sorrow is long.

Chen Ping'an's true inner lake is actually like a mirror.

The entire sky and earth are as flat as a mirror, and all the mental scenes on the water, such as the sun, moon, stars, libraries, tombs, etc., are reflected in it without any deviation.

The state of mind is the mirror.

Only one thing is extra.

Just like under the water, on the other side of the mirror, there is a person standing.

Therefore, once the mirror is turned upside down, it is literally turned upside down.

"This person", at first glance, is Chen Pingan himself. At second glance, he looks more like Chen Pingan, the great, pure and divine Chen Pingan of Lijing City. If someone stares at him for a long time, he will end up being the same as the first two.

This person always closed his eyes, with a calm smile on his face, and walked slowly on the mirror. Everything between heaven and earth is silent, soundless, as silent as a tomb.

It seems that only the human heart of a monk may be the only realm where the long river of time does not exist, or the long river of time chooses to remain still here forever.

Over there the golden arch bridge.

Li Zhen said with a smile: "Let me tell you in advance, I promise this is the last time I will gloat over misfortune! Mr. Yin Guan did not choose the place with the credit moon. He changed his mind temporarily and chose the bright moon in the center. Is it a small accident? Do you need my help? Are you going to stop that sword cultivator? Or is this kind of thing all part of Sir's plan?"

Zhou Mi shook his head, "I didn't expect it, it's really an accident."

Li Zhen took a few steps back, jumped up, and sat on the railing, arms folded across his chest, lost in thought.

The territory of the new heaven is too large, and there are too few people to chat with. What can we talk about with those new gods whose humanity is completely covered by divinity?

Is the moon round today? How much money do you have in your pocket?

Li Zhen asked: "What on earth was that guy thinking ten thousand years ago? Why are Sister Ruan and Li Liu now allowed to engage in a fire-and-water battle that will tear the earth apart and destroy seas and rocks?"

This matter is the truth that Li Zhen wants to know most.

Ruan Xiu, who had been standing on the railing, turned his head when he heard this and looked at Li Zhen, the successor of the armored man.

Li Zhen immediately changed the subject, "Earlier, why were other gods creating the human race on the earth?"

Gods will seek immortality and inability to self-destruct.

Zhou Mi smiled and gave the answer in his heart, "A truly immortal person feels the most lonely."

It's lonely.

Loneliness is unlikely. Because the most extreme form of pure divinity does not allow gods to have this kind of perception.

Even if I have it for a short time, I know it is an illusion. Still vain and meaningless.

He who knows himself understands. Thousands of years ago, the ancient gods were the gods above all living beings.

Li Zhen lay on the railing again and began to mutter to the whole room.

Whoever will eventually shock the world with his voice will remain silent for a long time.

Whoever will finally ignite the lightning will wander like the clouds forever.