Sword of Coming

(Long lost chapter...)

In the wild March, the jade hook has fallen into the world.

The old owner of Toad Palace, Yue Yue, is far away in Haoran, and this round of bright moon has become an ownerless land.

And the "bright and colorful" moon that once hung in the center, there was a lifeless ruins of the ancient immortal palace, which seemed to have experienced a great battle with magic spells. The vast mansion, hundreds of buildings that stretched endlessly in the past. The buildings seemed to have been razed to the ground in one fell swoop, leaving only their foundations.

Even if several sword cultivators, including Qi Tingji, took action to drag the moon, the ruins remained the same. It was not until Bai Ze appeared in Yiluohe that there was a huge movement.

A huge spider that occupied nearly one-third of Mingyue's territory. After breaking out of the ground, it instantly transformed into a human form with a stooped old man's appearance. Then it opened its mouth and sucked in, seeming to suck all the moonlight into its belly, and then spit it out. , is a long sword.

It was this ancient demon clan swordsman who slashed Ning Yao, who was responsible for clearing the way, to earth with a sudden sword strike.

After that, Ning Yao returned to the battlefield with his sword, and slashed it into the lair deep in the moon with one sword.

It raised its head and glanced at the fierce little woman. It used a natal magical power to check the reality. It was a little unbelievable. A human sword cultivator who was less than a hundred years old?

This ancient demon couldn't help but use those ancient words to curse and yell at Bai Ze for his unethical behavior.

I was worried in my heart, could it be that the sword cultivators ten thousand years later would have such terrible qualifications and realm of swordsmanship?

So what if I wake up? It doesn’t matter at all, right?

It quickly relaxed its mind and looked at the other sword cultivators. It was okay, okay. Although they were all at a high level, they were still quite young compared to that murderous little girl.

Isn't it going to be beaten? Without saying a word, it performed an Earth Escape Technique and passed directly from its lair through the entire bright moon. Then it raised its eyes and looked into the distance. It was shocked. Hey, why is there a bright moon missing in the wilderness?

Then choose the Toad Palace.

A white light instantly implicated Haocai and Toad Palace.

As a result, the woman refused to give up. The sword light dispersed and regrouped several times, and then she directly circled half a bright moon with her sword. The sword light was so fast that it was unreasonable.

She blocked the way and asked, "Where are you going?"

Since both parties are sword cultivators, just asking for one sword is naturally not enough.

The short old man narrowed his eyes and smiled: "The little girl has such a bad temper, be careful not to find a Taoist companion."

The old man's words were very different from today's barbaric and elegant words. Ning Yao reluctantly understood the general meaning.

Ning Yao was too lazy to talk nonsense and was about to hand over the sword when her eyes suddenly shifted and looked far behind the old man.

He's a guy who traveled far and wide.

Ning Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that Chen Ping'an did not return directly to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Instead, he held a moon-flying talisman and first arrived at the Toad Palace Mingyue where the weather was relatively stable. Then he followed the spider line that seemed to build a bridge between the two months and sacrificed again at the same time. Use a Flying Moon Talisman and finally come here.

Chen Ping'an's face was pale at the moment, his hands were in his sleeves, like a sick man who had not recovered from a serious illness. He was standing on the spider line, his figure was slightly swaying, and he smiled and said: "It's right here, no need to look for it."

He looked at the ancient demon that had ascended to the pinnacle of the Ascension Realm, using the depths of the bright moon as a hiding place to rest and recuperate.

Chen Pingan smiled at Ning Yao and said from the bottom of his heart: "Don't worry about me, just keep dragging the moon."

Ning Yao nodded and returned to the previous road without hesitation, continuing to draw his sword non-stop to stabilize the road to the sky.

She couldn't help but turn her head and look back.

Ning Yao found that Chen Pingan was looking at her.

Maybe he has a tacit understanding. Maybe he's been looking at her.

Ning Yao was responsible for opening the way with his sword, using his sword energy and sword intention to maintain the gate connecting the wilderness and the world of Qingming.

This move is similar to the way the boss Sword Immortal ascended the city.

Qi Tingji showed his Dharma appearance and enveloped the bright moon with a sword energy, like a rope, dragging forward in front of the bright moon.

The criminal officer Hao Su, standing in a bright moon, sacrificed his natal flying sword "Chanjuan". The silver frost was thousands of miles away, blending with the moonlight. He passed the sword at the same time, one attack and one defense, to jointly block this round of bright colors and the wild world. of avenue traction.

Lu Zhi was at the back, offering up his natal flying sword "Baopu", plus the Eight Swords in a Wooden Box given to him for free by Master Lu, and just used his sword to chop the moon and push it forward.

The four sword cultivators of the Sword Qi Great Wall have an orderly division of labor regarding the matter of dragging the moon, and each performs his or her duties.

Hao Su was relatively close to Qi Tingji, and the two sides could barely communicate with each other, asking: "Do you want to kill this ancient monster?"

Qi Tingji shook his head and said with a smile: "Since the hidden officials haven't said anything, there's no need to make any extraneous matters."

The big demon twisted his wrist, then moved around behind him like he was carrying a sword, and said with a smile: "If we really have to fight, the chances of winning are naturally because you have more people, and if you are bigger, you have to be careful if your plan fails."

It had no idea that several sword cultivators worked together to move Mingyue. Bai Ze didn't even care. It just didn't care.

Damn it, I slept soundly for ten thousand years, and when I woke up, I was first frightened by a little girl, and then watched a silent flirtation that was better than the sound at this time?

Earlier at Tuoyue Mountain, Master Bai Yujingsan was still worried, but now he said to himself: "Fool him! Let's see who can bluff better!"

Right now.

Lu Chen suddenly said seriously: "Be careful of Bai Ze!"

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have come here to join in the fun.

But Lu Chen quickly smiled again and said, "It seems you don't have to be careful."

Fortunately, I came to join in the fun, Pindao is quite foresighted.

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On top of the city, Wei Jin was refining several strands of ancient sword intent.

Cao Jun euphemistically called it "protecting the Tao", but in fact he had no intention of practicing it.

Because this Great Sword Immortal from the Immortal Stage of the Wind and Snow Temple has actually reached a certain situation.

As a result, there was a heavy snowfall near the two sword cultivators.

Cao Jun had nothing to do, so he squatted at the top of the city and piled a tall snowman. He looked very handsome. He also piled a few palm-sized old throne monsters. He took out two pairs of green bamboo chopsticks from the square inch object and helped Looking at the handsome swordsman who must have excellent swordsmanship within a hundred years, each has a sword hanging on his waist. Then the snowman holds the sword in both hands and presses it against the head of one of the thrones, probably asking them if they are afraid.

Cao Jun turned his head and glanced at Wei Jin, who was like an old monk in meditation.

A forty-year-old Jade Purity Sword Immortal.

Later, he sharpened his swordsmanship by killing demons at the Great Sword Qi Wall. After returning home, he reached the immortal realm at the age of Jiazi.

I heard that A Liang once helped him break through the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm, and taught him about swordsmanship here. The boss swordsman lost his sword book, and finally returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and obtained several wisps of Zong Yuan's pure sword intention.

Envy or not?

I don’t even know A-Liang, and my Taoist heart has been shattered by swords several times. The boss swordsman praised him for being a formidable young man, and Zong Yuan’s pure sword intention paid no attention to him.

Helpless or not?

Wei Jin suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

Cao Jun followed Wei Jin's line of sight, looked up and rubbed his eyes.

In the field of vision, a big moon gradually appeared in huge outline and was moving "slowly".

The whole wild world in the south probably has to look at the moon together again.

There are five swordsmen in the Tongye Sect: Yu Xin, Wang Shizi, Li Wanyong, Du Yan, and Qin Shuihu. After they left the ruins of the Jianqi Great Wall, they traveled together and went straight to Sunset to visit Changjing of Song Dynasty in Dali and Weiying of Jade Guizong.

So I missed the opportunity to see the boss sword fairy at close range.

The group of people just stopped halfway and looked back at the rainbow of sword energy at the top of the northern city.

Qin Shuihu smiled and scolded: "Whoever was in a hurry earlier, please come forward."

Even though they were far apart, the group of sword cultivators could still feel the vast sword energy that charged towards the bullfight.

Li Wanyong was dazzled, exhaled a long breath, and rubbed his face vigorously, "Probably only this sword can be worthy of the word 'purest'."

Du Yan's eyes were dazed, and he murmured: "In this life, we have been practicing swordsmanship for hundreds of thousands of years, or even longer, can we finally deliver such a sword?"

Even if there is only one sword in this life, it would be fine.

Master Wang said: "Actually, Mr. Zuo's swordsmanship is closest to that of the boss swordsman."

As soon as she mentioned left and right, several big men all looked at the only woman in unison.

Turn a deaf ear to it.

Actually, it's not bad that we didn't see Mr. Zuo on the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

I can't bear to be in a dilemma.

She then laughed at herself, how could Mr. Zuo be embarrassed at all because of his unrequited love for his daughter?

Mr. Zuo, you will only make the world of Haoran and the wild world in trouble.

Chen Sanqiu and Diezhang, followed by Shao Yunyan and Madam Yanyan, together with the Eighteen Sword Masters of the Longxiang Sword Sect, rode their swords to the ferry in the south.

When the eldest sword immortal was traveling far away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the wilderness, he deliberately slowed down his body, looked down, and nodded to Chen Sanqiu and Die Zhang.

The two young juniors... were forced to raise their heads, and then with just a startled glance, there was no trace of the boss Sword Immortal anymore.

After Ma Kuxuan finished beating the person, he clapped his hands and felt refreshed.

The most interesting thing is that the grief-stricken old Yuanying looked up to the sky and shouted loudly: "Master He, are you just going to let this guy hurt people wantonly?"

The Confucian Temple attendant sage who was sitting in the sky did not speak from his heart and said directly: "I'm not here."

Ma Kuxuan laughed when he heard this. He never thought that Mr. He, who was qualified to eat cold pork head meat, was quite funny.

No longer paying attention to the pitiful group of immortal masters of genealogy, Ma Kuxuan went to sit next to Yu Shiwu.

Gao Ming asked: "Old Ma, I want to tell you something."

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said, "If you fart, let it go."

Gao Ming asked: "Can I switch to Luopo Mountain and become Chen Ping'an's disciple? I think it might be more promising to go there and hang out with Yin Guan."

The maid Shudian and the young senior brother looked at each other in confusion.

They all knew that this young man would either keep his mouth shut or speak out of tune, but they didn't expect him to be so bold and dare to say anything.

Gao Ming lowered his head and touched his beloved hatchet, and said to himself: "At least I have a good reputation when I go out. It's not like following the old horse around, and the immortal masters on the mountain you meet, whether male or female, all look at me strangely." Yu Uncle Master, how do you say that?"

Yu Shiwu smiled and said: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

Gao Ming nodded vigorously, "Yes!"

"I can't choose where to reincarnate, it's almost the same as becoming a disciple, so just accept my fate."

Ma Kuxuan smiled instead of being angry, and he smiled very cheerfully. He didn't seem to be hypocritical. He touched the young man's head and said, "Besides, Master didn't treat you too badly. He said he would take you up the mountain to practice and become a god, and you could enjoy the good life with me." Spicy, it does both.”

Gao Ming thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's true."

The young man was at the restaurant in the small town. Before running away, he picked up the hatchet in his hand and wiped the blood on the corpse.

In fact, the group of fellow villagers did not drive him away, nor did they complain that he had killed people and caused great trouble.

Probably because this idiot that we grew up with is the most aggressive in fights and likes to be the first.

But when the young man saw the guilt, fear and cowardice in their eyes, he felt that it was quite boring.

If Ma Kuxuan and his party had not shown up, he would have continued hanging out with his fellow villagers. After all, he had nowhere else to go.

But since Ma Kuxuan said at that time that he could go up the mountain with him and become a god, the hatchet boy wanted to know what a god meant.

Gao Ming asked curiously: "Lao Ma, aren't you and Chen Ping'an from the same hometown? How come we are so close to each other? You said it was not good for you to provoke anyone, but you decided to provoke him."

Ma Kuxuan raised his hands, hugged the back of his head, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Among my peers, I seem to be the only one who has beaten him twice?"

The young man raised his head and praised: "Well, old Ma, you are very good. You can be considered to have enjoyed great success."

Ma Kuxuan pointed at Yu Shiwu, "But the person who really makes Chen Pingan fearful now is your uncle Yu."

Alone, three military fortunes.

Divine protection in the true sense.

Yu Shiwu looked at the juniors, shook his head and said with a smile, "Do you really believe it?"

The maid Shudian and the disciple Wangzu are doubtful.

Only the boy with a hatchet nodded and said: "Believe it, why don't you believe it?"

Yu Shiwu laughed it off and turned to look south.

In his eyes, all sentient beings in the world are like ants in life and death, but they are as beautiful as gods.

In the Confucian Temple of China, in a secret place of mountains and rivers in Gongde Forest, Liu Cha, a swordsman, changed from a bearded hero who roamed the wild world to a fisherman obsessed with fishing.

It's really easy to get caught up in fishing.

Liu Cha pays more and more attention to fishing, not to mention fishing rods and fish baskets. In addition, choosing fishing positions, fish hooks and lines, fishing bottoms, fishing floats, and cake baits to raise nests were all learned in the past. Now Liu Cha " "Tao Dharma" has made countless improvements and has a clear door.

Of course, the premise is that Liu Cha deliberately suppresses his cultivation and fishes here with the eyesight and strength of an ordinary master. Otherwise, fishing will not be any fun at all.

Today's catch was quite abundant. Liu Cha cooked a pot of fish soup for himself. He had asked for some firewood, rice, oil and salt from the Confucian Temple earlier. He planned to buy some fry and put them into the lake. If the Confucian Temple was all about this, then Liu Cha would Just spend money to buy it, and pay for the fry and travel expenses together.

The great demon of the old throne was imprisoned in a sparsely populated volcano. According to legend, it was once an alchemy furnace for Taoist ancestors.

A woman in Jingchai and sarong, with plain appearance, suddenly opened a wine shop in a secluded place near the water and a mountain. She usually didn't even have any customers, so she didn't care.

The Li Sheng only agreed to one thing with her. Apart from not crossing the line and not hurting people's lives, she could come and go freely anywhere thousands of miles away.

The people who came here to drink today, for the first time, had a table together. They were an elegant mountain god master and a girl-looking river woman. The other two were both well-trained mountain monster spirits.

It's just that these four drinkers didn't know Yang Zhi's true identity, and they just thought that the proprietress of the wine shop was a water-born spirit with a small degree of cultivation.

Today, Yang Zhi was sitting alone at a wine table, flipping through a "New Book" that Haoran had banned long ago. There was a fable in the book about killing a two-headed snake, which made Yang Zhi feel quite sad.

The mountain god man at the next table was still bragging that the evil woman was now under his control. He visited a certain volcano crater twice a day. The old woman was so frightened that she was scared. Don't dare to look at yourself.

The Hepo girl put her chin in her hands and looked out at the yellow sandy land with sad eyes. She said that women are like rapeseeds, and getting married is not just rapeseeds falling to the ground. They will be scattered wherever they are, which is miserable.

Then a mountain spirit laughed and started chatting with her, saying, "Goddess of the River, you are still a young girl. You are not married to someone else. You must have fallen in love with me. You are easy to talk to. Brother, my skills in bed are recognized as outstanding." .

It is not afraid of the girl with the title of a god. She is just a subordinate in the officialdom of mountains and rivers. What's more, being a little river woman here is simply suffering. She only takes care of a pitiful river. In the words of his own mountain god, the little girl The clothes are thin and the life is poor.

Xiao He Po squinted at the mountain monster. After hearing those dirty words, she laughed, said a cruel word, and punched your crotch.

The mountain monster slapped the table and made a hole. He looked up and said with a smile, "Hurry up and pay."

Then she added that it was a bed, not a bed.

In Luzhou, Beiju, a wanderer who never left his name when doing good deeds wandered to a small Xianjia ferry and spent money to buy the book of swords and immortal seals. Originally, he thought the price was cheap and he used it to spend his time casually. I think there was an unexpected surprise, because when I turned to one of the pages, the bottom of a seal was the "Three Moves".

Du Yu's eyes lit up when he saw this. This Lord Yin Guan was also a wonderful person.

If the good senior traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, they would definitely be able to chat.

The old coachman found Aunt Feng at the Fire Temple in Dali Capital City.

She was still sitting drunk on the steps of the flower shed, belching wine.

The old coachman said dullly: "What's going on?"

Previously, there had been such a big commotion in the Great Li Capital City for no apparent reason. If one were not careful at the beginning of the Ascension Realm, he would have reached the legendary Fourteenth Realm.

Although the astonishing scene was fleeting, for these old antiques, the more they were able to move freely, the more they looked up to them.

Aunt Feng smiled and said, "Finally you know how to be afraid?"

The old coachman crossed his arms across his chest and sneered, "Of course I'm afraid!"

There is nothing to be stubborn about, regardless of what someone is afraid of.

Besides, there are no outsiders here.

Aunt Feng made no secret of her gloating, shook the jug, and joked: "It's okay for outsiders to look at flowers in the fog, we are all old people who have watched the young people of Lizhu Cave Sky grow up step by step, how can we be so careless. "

"Then please send a message to that boy. Just tell him that I'm a coward and promise to take a detour when I see him in the future."

"You can't tell yourself to go?"

"I'm so angry when I see that kid, it's better not to see him."

The main reason was that the boy was unkind and didn't give him any chance to disagree. The two parties had just met each other and made a quarrel with each other before.

The old coachman became more and more aggrieved as he talked. He stretched out his hand and said, "I have nothing to do. Let's have a pot of Baihua Brewing."

Somewhat unexpectedly, Aunt Feng actually gave me a pot, "It's so exciting today."

Aunt Feng said with a smile: "I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm just afraid that thieves will miss me."

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On the road between the wild land and the bright moon, a little light suddenly bloomed.

It turned out that Bai Ze had wandered through the long river of time and set off from the Yiluo River, and finally stopped the four sword cultivators from dragging the moon.

Bai Ze sacrificed a Dharma image, his white clothes fluttering, and the Dharma image's big hand alone could hold a bright moon.

In just an instant, someone quietly set off from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, ascended to the sky in one step, and appeared a towering Dharma form of the same height, dressed in Confucian robes.

Holding Faxiang Bai Ze's head with one hand, he pressed down suddenly and pushed him back into the world.

Bai Ze's Faxiang suddenly disappeared, only to reappear out of thin air in the sky. He punched the head of the Confucian-dressed Faxiang and hit it with a heavy punch.

The Confucian robe and Dharma image exploded.

The next moment, he appeared behind Faxiang Bai Ze and broke the latter's neck.

There is a vast world and a wild world.

The sky is shaking all the time.

What seemed like an extremely simple and unsophisticated "battle of skills" was, in fact, the lingering charm of both sides' skills, which had already poured into Qingming's world with great momentum.

The ancient demon was so shaken that he slipped away, otherwise he would be waiting to die here.

It didn't even dare to go to the Toad Palace. Instead, it hid its figure and fell straight into the world.

Damn it, he turned out to be the young master with the worst temper and the most quarrelsome temper!