Sword of Coming

On the road of life, there will always be a few storms, as if God is reminding the world that you are relying on others and you must keep your head down.

For example, Chen Ping'an met Cai Jinjian at the door of his house in Niping Lane, met the original owner of the robe Jinli in Jiaolonggou, strayed into the depths of the lotus root, and ushered in an encirclement and suppression by the masters.

It just depends on whether you can survive it.

If you get through it, the sky will be sunny after the rain. If you can't get through it, the most you can do is be like a martial artist, claiming that you will still be a good man after eighteen years.

The master leads me to practice on my own.

Zhong Kui is like this today.

Before today, the cultivation of Zhong Kui of Dafu Academy was too good, too fast, too amazing. He was so outstanding on the road that all the Confucian scholars in Tongye Continent could not catch up.

But today, the white ape appears.

The enemy of life and death.

Compared to Mr. Zhong Kui, the mountain master of Dafu Academy, it was actually more dangerous to intercept the big demon hiding near the Fuji Sect.

This goes against the original intention of the mountain owner.

Zhong Kui's current situation is a place where he must die.

White Ape's eyes were indifferent as he looked at this young scholar who was expected to become the grand liberator of a certain academy.

Zhong Kui took a deep breath.

Even if he has not broken through the bottleneck of the Immortal Realm, even if he is not a demon clan who is famous for his physical strength.

The white ape in front of him, carrying an ancient sword on his back, is also a real Jade Purity sword cultivator.

If Qi Practitioners are the most rebellious thieves in the world, daring to challenge the fate of life and death in the Dao cycle, then Sword Cultivators are undoubtedly the most unreasonable beings among Qi Practitioners.

A gentleman has no reason, and the jade never leaves his body.

The first time Bai Yuan unsheathed his sword, he struck the protective jade pendant given to every gentleman by Dafu Academy, turning it into powder.

Between a gentleman and a monster, after the jade pendant containing the true meaning of the Confucian sage's article was shattered, hundreds of golden words slowly disappeared from the world, like a golden drizzle.

In an instant, Zhong Kui retreated to the edge of a well prison dozens of feet away. His sleeves were bulging, and the autumn wind was chilling. The cuffs of his two small green shirts were filled with the majestic momentum of autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

The Well Prison in Taiping Mountain is a building that looks like a huge well. There is a continuously downward plank staircase dug into the wall of the well. It rotates downwards and is filled with cold air, like a bottomless pit that leads directly to the underworld.

As long as monks in the Lower Five Realms are close to the Jing Prison, the evil energy accumulated by the Jing Prison for countless years will disrupt their Qi and corrode their bodies.

The Taoist monks in Taiping Mountain had a special practice of ascetic practice, which was to sit near the well prison and forget to breathe, which tortured the body and caused unspeakable suffering.

The reason why Nv Guan Huang Ting is regarded as a stunningly talented and beautiful Taoist beauty is that she followed her fellow seniors and sisters to approach the prison for the first time. When everyone was struggling to prevent the evil spirit from pouring into the Qi Palace, she didn't notice anything strange. Sneaking to the entrance of the edge of the prison, if the old Taipingshan Taoist priest who was responsible for watching the younger generation's cultivation hadn't hurried over and held the little girl's collar, Huang Ting might have already entered the prison when he was nine years old. Well prison.

After that, Huang Ting fought wits and courage with the elders of Taiping Mountain. Finally, when he was eleven years old, he successfully entered the prison. However, he almost died in the depths of the prison. He could not get down or get out, and he fainted.

In the end, she was thrown out of the prison by a white ape in black.

The old ape walked forward slowly, strolling leisurely, and came to the edge of the prison separated by a well.

The ancient sword that was unsheathed was so strong that the true appearance of the sword could not be seen at all. After the sword shattered the jade pendant that was equivalent to a top-grade magic weapon, the flying sword was no longer even on Taiping Mountain at this moment. Bai Hongfei could be vaguely seen in the distance. Sweeping, lightning fast, like a slender white snake swimming on a large piece of black screen.

As a result, the Taipingshan Mountain Protection Formation, which was about to be affected, instantly stopped operating, and unusual chaos appeared.

Zhong Kui was unable to successfully activate the formation to suppress this demon.

On the way to the Lotus Flower Blessed Land to take him back to Huangting, the Patriarch went to the Fuji Sect to intercept the great demon of the Twelve Realms. The Nascent Soul Immortal who was in charge of the affairs of Taiping Mountain controlled the center of the mountain-protecting formation before going down the mountain. He handed it over to Zhong Kui, an outsider, without reservation, not because of his status as a gentleman of Dafu Academy, but because he trusted Zhong Kui. In fact, this kind of behavior is highly suspected of arrogance, and it is very likely to leak the inside secrets of Taipingshan, but there is no objection from everyone on Taipingshan.

A sage once said that the Taoist priests of Taiping Mountain were known to have ancient chivalry.

It truly deserves this praise.

It's just that the Dao is one foot taller than the devil. This white ape, worthy of being the protector of Taiping Mountain for three thousand years, was able to temporarily stop the formation.

Zhong Kui looked solemn and recited a sage article silently in his heart.

The autumn wind in his sleeves is of higher quality than the unsatisfactory book-turning style.

At the beginning, Zhong Kui had not yet reached the crown and had become a sage in the academy early. Due to his unrestrained behavior all year round, he was "notorious" in Dafu Academy and was not liked by many old masters with old-fashioned temperaments. If it were not for the almost pampering protection of the mountain master, he would have been there long ago. Taking off the title of sage and becoming a sage and gentleman in the academy is not something that can be done once and for all. Every few years there is a big exam. Zhong Kui was so drunk that he fell asleep for three days and three nights. He actually missed the exam. The elderly teachers in Fu Academy either couldn't stand Zhong Kui's free will, or were angry at his squandering of talents, or had the original intention of having to endure great hardships when he was given a great appointment from heaven. All the sages and gentlemen jointly signed a letter, Ask the mountain owner to deprive Zhong Kui of his status as a sage.

As a result, it was snowing heavily in winter. Zhong Kui walked barefoot in the snow, reciting a moral article by a certain saint aloud, and with the attitude of a madman looking up to the sky, he asked the saint about the doubts in the article. Finally, Zhong Kui He asked and answered himself, looking quite contented.

When Zhong Kui stopped, there was a gust of autumn wind in the cold winter, carrying the word "good" praised by the saint himself, and resounded throughout Dafu Academy.

The autumn wind enters the sleeves.

Zhong Kui became a gentleman that day, and no one dared to question him.

According to legend, when the saint created words, ghosts and gods wept.

Words do have their power, at least for academy disciples, especially.

The most pinnacle manifestations are the natal characters owned by the saints in the "gentle and authentic" Confucian temples. Most of these great saints have stood on high altars for countless years, and have been worshiped by the world. Their cultural heritage continues and their incense lasts forever.

But even among the saints in the "authentic" Confucian Temple, not to mention the Holy Master in the middle and the five accompanying the priests, of course there are only four left now, and the remaining saints only have one natal character.

There is only one exception in the world.

Cliff Academy Qi Jingchun.

Spring and tranquility are both the natal characters of this scholar, and the two characters are extremely big.

Then there are the ordinary Confucian academy masters and gentlemen who speak of the Constitution of Heaven and are filled with awe-inspiring righteousness, which resonates with the world.

Afterwards, the sages recited poems orally, causing strong winds, which can make people's bones stand upright and ghosts and ghosts' souls fly away.

The white ape, carrying only a scabbard on his back, stood far away opposite the well mouth. He did not speak. He just stretched out three fingers.

Probably saying that it only takes three swords to kill you, Zhong Kui?

Zhong Kui remained silent and did not engage in any verbal disputes.

The jade pendant that symbolizes the status of a gentleman has already brought the situation here back to the academy.

In all directions of Zhong Kui, there seemed to be snow-white waterfalls, and those white water flows were made up of bright little characters.

It was as if huge pages of classics had been erected beside the Taiping Mountain Prison.

As a result, the evil spirit emanating from the prison was forced downwards, suppressing the demons and ghosts inside, and each one became fierce and roared.

The violent sound of countless iron chains shaking at the bottom of the prison was like thunder exploding.

Bai Yuan looked around. There were actually two mountain guarding formations in Taiping Mountain, divided into two types: inside and outside, and light and dark. The previous one was a well-known mountain guarding formation in Tongyezhou. Once activated, a mirror would rise into the sky like a bright moon, and the light would Illuminating the Taiping Mountain makes any monsters have no place to hide. In that light, not only the realm and cultivation will be suppressed, especially monsters and ghosts, but also being overcome by nature. The Taoism is shallower, such as that of the Earth Immortal. If you come across it, it will die instantly.

But what White Ape is really taboo about is not the tampered formation, but the real trump card of Taiping Mountain.

The Moon Mirror is enough to frighten half of the continent. Its real use is beyond the reach of outsiders. Its existence is only to facilitate Taipingshan to find its opponents, nothing more!

As for who is the third largest sect in Tongyezhou after Tongye Sect and Yugui Sect.

For thousands of years, Tongyezhou monks have said that the sect leader and Taoist priests are all Fuqi sects in the upper five realms. However, no matter how outsiders show their favor and sincere recognition, Fuqi sect never admits that it is the third in Tongyezhou. Regarding this controversy, Only once did the leader of the Fuqi Sect look around and comment on his relevant remarks. He said with a smile that if the Fuqi Sect moved to that small place in the north, Aoping Continent, what would be the difficulty in fighting for the first place?

The white rainbow wandering outside Taiping Mountain once again broke through the invisible destiny of the mountains and rivers, surged forward, fell from the sky, and landed directly on Zhong Kui's head.

The pages of the book flowed upward like a waterfall, forming a semicircular snow-white array around Zhong Kui and above his head.

After the tip of the long sword collided with the waterfall, countless electric sparks burst out.

The falling speed of the long sword has been slowed down a bit, but the righteous energy of heaven and earth contained in the waterfall continues to dissipate rapidly.

Even just a few sparks splashed out, causing the towering ancient trees, viewing pavilions and immortal master's practice cave near the Taiping Mountain Prison to be devastated, and countless birds and beasts fled wailing.

Zhong Kui ignored the ancient sword that would break the flow of the waterfall sooner or later, and instead stared at the unmoving big demon.

The white ape looked calm, with a trace of amusement at the corner of his mouth. He was clearly waiting and waiting to see what other abilities this academy gentleman, who was destined to kill, had.

The sword above Zhong Kui's head was only his second sword.

It is not easy for the demon clan to practice, and it is extremely difficult to become a sword cultivator. Therefore, the great sword cultivator demons who have reached the upper five realms will, without exception, be the well-deserved heroes in the wild world. The sword-cultivating demon clan in the middle fifth realm enjoys various privileges and treatment in the wild world, almost equivalent to those of academy disciples in the vast world. Even if it is justifiable revenge or attack, a sword cultivator in the middle five realms can avoid death once. Anyone who does not abide by the rules and kills sword cultivators wantonly will be severely punished once discovered, no matter how high their status is.

Qi practitioners all over the world may not yet know how terrifying a great sword cultivator demon is. After all, although there are many monsters and monsters, real great demons are rare. But on the other side of the Great Sword Qi Wall, a great sword cultivator demon is very troublesome. To the extent that he has sacrificed his life with the generosity of countless human sword cultivators, he has experienced their terrifying killing power and bloody methods.

The reason why A Liang is so powerful and why he has countless admirers and supporters on the Great Sword Qi Wall is that A Liang has been honing his swordsmanship for hundreds of years on the Great Sword Qi Wall. Faced with the Great Demon of Sword Cultivator in the Upper Five Realms of the same realm, he has never been invincible. Defeat, and records of chasing the opponent for tens of thousands of miles, and even killing him on the spot.

So when A Liang ascended and left Haoran Tianxia, ​​he went to fight with Dao Laoer in that strange place where the demons were rampant, and the world was turned upside down. All the Qi practitioners in Haoran Tianxia felt that A Liang would be defeated even though he was glorious, but it was barbaric. Most of the monsters in the world firmly believed that the swordsman A Liang, who could not die ten thousand times, would defeat the "true invincible" and become a real enemy.

The demon clan respects and worships the strongest, even though they hate Aliang who claims to be a swordsman, but when a peak demon proposed that after Aliang died in battle, he could use the sword as a monument at his burial place in the wild world.

The entire barbaric world, a barbaric land that the world regarded as "without a sound of reading", actually took this proposal as a matter of course.

The more than a hundred Taoist priests who stayed on Taiping Mountain did not stand idly by. Almost all of them were the lowest-ranking Taoist priests in the mountain sect, and many were still young Taoist boys with pale faces but firm eyes.

Zhong Kui said sternly: "Go back! Don't die!"

Among those Taoists, an old monk at the Golden Core realm, although he had recognized the identity of the old ape, still blocked all the scholars in Zhong Kui with one sentence, "I, the Taoist priest of Taiping Mountain, kill demons and eliminate demons, and I will not die in this world." The truth behind human beings.”

Without even looking at the golden elixir cultivator, Bai Yuan casually punched a golden elixir immortal in the eyes of the world until his body was broken into pieces and the golden elixir was destroyed.

Repay kindness with kindness, and you will have no regrets even if you die.

The Taipingshan Taoist priests are like this.

This is especially true for Zhong Kui.

With a wave of his sleeves, two gusts of autumn wind swept up all the Taoist priests from Taiping Mountain and threw them into the distance one by one.

Bai Yuan turned a blind eye to this and allowed Zhong Kui to throw the Taoist priests out of the battlefield.

A Zhong Kui is worth a Taiping Mountain.

Bai Yuan thought.

The unsheathed ancient sword accelerated its descent.

Zhong Kui quietly twisted a talisman made of cyan material with his fingers.

The saint's manuscript is engraved with a small snow cone with the words "the writing is full of spirit" in seal, and the sword-suppressing talisman originally created by the gentleman Zhong Kui is painted!

The moment the long sword broke through the waterfall, the green sword-suppressing talisman appeared above Zhong Kui's head.

The ancient sword was like a banished immortal falling into a paradise, and disappeared completely.

Even the white ape who has refined it for thousands of years cannot sense it.

The two mountain-protecting formations in Taiping Mountain are like mirrors of light as the moon rises into the sky. They are used to illuminate demons and seek them out. Even monks at the Jade Purity Realm can imprison them for a moment, and the real killing move will follow. It was the founding master of Taiping Mountain who cultivated the spirit of the gods. He spent all his manpower, material and financial resources to forge four imitation ancient immortal swords. Although they were imitations, each one was of the rank of a semi-immortal soldier. After the four swords were formed, they became even more powerful. It is extremely powerful, comparable to a veritable killing immortal weapon.

But the sword this white ape carries happens to be one of the four swords.

As a worshiper in the mountain, during the three thousand years, not only did he hunt down and kill the demon giants who "escaped" from the prison, but he also sneaked down the mountain countless times to kill enemies and made countless meritorious deeds.

Finally, a thousand years ago, the leader of the Taipingshan Sect of that generation overcame all objections and gave one of the ancient swords to White Ape, who had achieved "unparalleled merit".

Although White Ape cannot fully control the Four Swords Formation, it is too easy to exploit the loopholes for a moment. If an ordinary Earth Immortal is forced to hastily control the formation in an emergency, White Ape is sure to make the Four Swords defection.

The ancient sword that was both a sword and a natal object was gone.

The white ape narrowed his eyes slightly and twitched the corners of his mouth. His movements were subtle, but filled with a savage and bloody aura that soared to the sky.

Zhong Kui held his back in one hand and a small snow cone in the other, as if standing in front of a writing desk, and began to write the first word.

Holy.

The second word is people.

The third word, yes.

The fourth word is cloud.

Write extremely quickly.

Every word written by Xiao Xuezui hovered in front of Zhong Kui with great momentum.

On Taiping Mountain, the storm is surging.

Bai Yuan shook his head slightly.

Gone in a flash.

The white ape used both hands to drag the knife, passing through most of the well mouths of the prison, and went straight to Zhong Kui.

Sweep away.

No more hope for this young gentleman from the academy.

It’s not that Bai Yuan couldn’t handle it after Zhong Kui finished writing the entire chapter.

After all, when it came out of seclusion, it was actually a sword cultivator in the Immortal Realm.

It deliberately suppressed the realm for five hundred years.

Unless Zhong Kui in the Nascent Soul Realm is the reincarnation of the Taoist Buddha, there is a Jade Pu Realm in between, and there is also the chasm between the Middle Fifth Realm and the Upper Fifth Realm. How can Zhong Kui survive?

If Zhong Kui can control two Taiping Mountain protective formations at the same time, then there are two reasons.

It's a pity that these two great formations will be regarded as nothing by the white ape unless the sect leader and the patriarch come to abbot them in person.

But if it stays in Taipingshan for a while, it will be in trouble, a real big trouble.

When the white ape gently landed on the spot where Zhong Kui was standing, more than ten feet away, Zhong Kui was cut in half, with blood dripping from the sides of the two body parts.

Four gold characters and a small snow cone have been destroyed.

A majestic and upright golden elixir has long since disappeared, and a Nascent Soul of extremely high rank has disappeared.

This is the end result of a twelve-level sword cultivator who devoted all his efforts.

Bai Yuan stretched out his hand and pulled out a cracked cyan talisman from the void. He rubbed his fingers together, grasped the ancient sword that had broken free from the cage, and put it back into the scabbard behind his back.

The white ape glanced at the scholar in green shirt, who could not be saved by gods, and finally spoke hoarsely. This was the first time he spoke, and he said slowly: "It can be regarded as a generous sacrifice."

It raised its head and looked into the distance, stamped its feet, and the entire Taiping Mountain shook. It jumped up, reached the top of the Taiping Mountain, turned around, and flew away quickly towards the south.

After the mountain top trembled, the bottom of the well prison seemed to be free of restraints, and the evil energy that filled the entire well mouth burst into the sky.

The demon, who had been suppressed in the prison for countless years, burst into laughter after experiencing a brief period of shock and confusion. Those demons and demons who wanted to slaughter all the people in Taiping Mountain were about to break out of the prison. This astonishing aura of demons and demons suddenly became stagnant and began to hesitate.

turn out to be.

Far to the north of Taiping Mountain, a speck of light appeared.

Then came the rolling thunder, which was continuous, and the sea of ​​clouds was smashed into pieces.

The top of the mountain was shaken again, and a tall, white-haired old man in Taoist robes fell next to Zhong Kui's body, his face full of grief, anger and guilt.

A golden body statue rises from the ground, almost as high as the towering Taiping Mountain. He raises his arm high, and a full moon jade plate rises from the top of the mountain. It is held in the hand of the old Taoist priest who is as tall as a mountain, and goes towards Go south.

At the same time, with one hand shaking his sleeve, three sword lights rose from the three directions of Taiping Mountain, southeast and west, and finally hovered beside the golden body of the Dharma.

This Taoist was the ancestor of the current leader of Taiping Mountain.

Back then, the senior brother insisted on awarding one of the Immortal Swords to White Ape, and he was the one who was the most opposed to it. For this reason, the two senior brothers were still strangers.

What's more, an outsider who was of the same seniority as their senior brother openly ridiculed him for being jealous of the good fortune of a beast.

The founder of the Immortal Realm of Taiping Mountain held the bright moon mirror that seemed to compete with the bright moon in the sky for a while, and finally saw the white ape that had escaped thousands of miles away.

The voice of a golden Dharma image sounded like thunder, "You ungrateful old beast! I will cut you into pieces!"

Follow your words.

The three Taiping Mountain Immortal Swords, which shone brightly like daylight for thousands of miles around, pierced the sky and chased the white ape who was desperately trying to escape south after committing the crime.

The white ape carrying the sword was determined and determined, and he stretched out his hand to take out one of the four swords on his back, and drove it towards a green ray of light.

All it wants is for the three swords of Taiping Mountain to pause for a moment.

The Patriarch of Taipingshan was even more ruthless. He actually allowed two ancient ancestral swords to be burned together, exploding a ball of shocking light in the air. The old Taoist priest still controlled the other two swords without hesitation, and one sword penetrated straight through. No matter how he changed his route, he couldn't avoid the white ape, but he still didn't let the sword penetrate his head directly, but let it pass through his vest.

The white ape had no choice but to show his appearance of hundreds of feet, stepped heavily on the mountains and rivers with his feet, and tightly grasped the second ancient sword with both hands.

The giant ape's hands were bloody and bloody, and its huge figure kept sliding backwards. Finally, it couldn't hold the ancient sword, broke free, and drove it into its heart, and it came out through the body.

The huge white ape, which had been severely wounded twice, could no longer maintain its appearance and returned to its height as a human being. It had already injured the foundation of the avenue, and it tried its best to continue to escape far south.

Before the giant ape form disappeared, it said with a ferocious smile: "Don't you save Zhong Kui?! You still have a chance. Should you save people or kill monsters? To kill monsters, you have to kill people, haha..."

After the big demon ran wildly for hundreds of miles, it was pierced through the body twice by the two ancient swords that finally revealed their true form because they were too far away from Taiping Mountain.

The old Taoist priest sighed. He had already tried his best to forcibly change and weaken the landscape of Taiping Mountain, and also forcibly moved the entire "Dharma" of Taiping Mountain hundreds of miles forward, just to maintain the existence of only two immortal swords. Powerful, but once he does this, the scholar next to the prison on the mountainside may really lose his chance of survival. After all, after he used the golden body method just now, his true body stayed in place to help Zhong Kui condense the remaining soul. , trying to reverse the situation and make him "return alive", this is an act against nature, and will arouse the wrath of Fengdu in the underworld. As long as the movement of Taiping Mountain changes, Fengdu may take the opportunity to come in and directly take Zhong Kui away. There are not many remaining ghosts left.

That's why that old beast said that killing monsters means killing people.

The failure to completely destroy Zhong Kui's soul was probably part of the white ape's plan.

Near the jail, a wavering ghost appeared in front of the old Taoist priest. It was the white-faced scholar in blue shirt, the gentleman Zhong Kui.

The old Taoist priest said solemnly: "I, Taipingshan, can't stand you, Mr. Zhong. A poor Taoist has no face to face Dafu Academy."

With his seniority as an old Taoist priest in the Immortal Realm, he is the Immortal in the Clouds standing on the top of the mountain, whether in the Taiping Mountain Master Sect or in the entire Tongye Continent. The old man calling the young man Zhong Kui Mr. is a great recognition.

It's just that the person is dead and there is only a weak ghost that may dissipate between heaven and earth at any time. What's the use?

However, what this Taiping Patriarch did truly deserved the Taoist term “real person”.

Zhong Kui's ghost smiled and shook his head, his lips moved slightly, but there were no words in the vast world, but the old Taoist naturally knew the content of the words, "Old Master, there is no need to feel guilty. I deserve this disaster. I can't escape it, not in this Taiping Mountain." , it will also be in Dafu Academy, anywhere in Tongye Continent."

Next to the prison well, there is a young female crown.

Her lips pursed, and blood oozed out.

It was Huang Ting who originally had to stay in Ouhua Blessed Land for a while, or rather Fan Wan'er and Tong Qingqing from Jingxinzhai.

In the entire Taiping Mountain, she was angrier than anyone else.

The sword-carrying white ape was one of the opportunities on her way to practice. He taught her the sword-carrying technique that had never been recorded in the mountain sect. It was engraved in her heart, and they even took them to the Lotus Flower Blessed Land. That's why there was "carrying a sword" in that river and lake. If you don't carry a sword, you are like two Fan Wan'er."

The old ape once took her into the depths of the prison again and again to sharpen her sword and help her practice.

She wanted to kill it with her own hands and ask it again, did it ever regret betraying Taipingshan?

As for why he chose to betray, Huang Ting wouldn't even ask, he didn't want to ask!

As soon as Zhong Kui's real body died, a huge black vortex appeared on the top of Taiping Mountain, with a vaguely huge figure with an imperial crown on his head, looking down at Taiping Mountain coldly.

Zhong Kui Yinhun looked up and smiled sadly.

The old Taoist priest originally wanted to put away the golden body of Dharma, but without saying a word, the golden body of Dharma slightly bent his knees, then jumped up high and smashed the vortex with his hands.

But the golden body of the old Taoist priest also collapsed and shattered.

The cost is unimaginable.

Zhong Kui was about to speak.

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and said with a casual smile: "Cultivation, realm and so on, don't care. In the final analysis, you have to make yourself feel... happy!"

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist priest looked a little lonely.

This Mr. Zhong did not talk about the great future of being a quasi-sage or a great priest, but he only said that a scholar with such a temperament and the demeanor of a gentleman should never have died like this.

Huang Ting turned around and spit out a mouthful of blood, and said to the old Taoist priest: "Master, I want to go down the mountain!"

The old Taoist priest nodded, "Before the white ape dies, you, Huang Ting, are not allowed to return to the mountain. Either you come back with its head, or you simply die outside. You can borrow the two ancient swords that hold the mountain for a year." , and then use your own ability to hunt down the white ape."

Huang Ting said in a deep voice: "Huang Ting of Taiping Mountain, receive the decree of the ancestor!"

The young woman's crown turned into a flowing rainbow and headed south.

The Patriarch of Taipingshan was not a eloquent person after all, and he felt guilty so much that he remained silent.

Zhong Kui also felt guilty deep in his heart.

The old Taoist priest suddenly looked surprised.

I saw two wisps of breeze near the prison, slowly drifting toward Zhong Kui's ghost, lingering around him.

Not only that, there was also a small writing brush, crystal clear and not a real thing, appearing in front of Zhong Kui.

There was also a bright red dress that looked like an ancient official robe, swaying down from the place where the whirlpool dissipated.

Zhong Kui looked at the small snow cone, hesitated for a moment, and held it gently in his hand.

A bright red official robe was draped on Zhong Kui.

Two wisps of autumn wind flowed into the sleeves of the official robe.

at the same time.

Under the prison, those demons and monsters who were as honest as market chickens and dogs not only shrank back to the original place of the prison, but also suddenly retreated involuntarily until there was no way to retreat.

Zhong Kui remembered the prophecy.

No longer a scholar in blue, but the ghost of Zhong Kui in red robes, murmuring: "Before Zhong Kui came down from the mountain, all ghosts in the world were free."

He turned around and looked at the prison, blurting out: "Just kowtow."

In the prison, countless sounds of kowtows could be heard.

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and smiled.

Falling from Immortal Realm back to Yupu Realm, it seems that the fall was not in vain.

If Zhong Kui realized something, he was speechless for a long time.

Finally he said: "Old Master, I have something to ask of you."

The old Taoist priest nodded and said, "As long as you don't want a poor Taoist to kowtow to you, that's fine."

Zhong Kui laughed dumbly, and finally bowed and said: "Although I am a ghost, I am still a real person in Taipingshan."

The old Taoist priest was slightly surprised, then laughed happily and said: "This flattery is so cool!"

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Late that night, Chen Pingan was upset for no reason, so he went to the yard outside the post house to practice swordsmanship.

But I still couldn't calm down.

Suddenly he looked up.

In the distant sky, there were subtle ripples that could not be detected.

Chen Ping'an took a few steps back, and Feijian Chuyi and Fifteenth had already snatched out the sword-raising gourd.

Then Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief quickly.

It was the gentleman Zhong Kui in a strange red robe, and there was a white-haired old Taoist priest beside him.

The old Taoist priest glanced at Chen Pingan, nodded with a smile, and said softly to Zhong Kui: "You guys chat, and say hello to the poor Taoist after the chat, I need to take you away quickly, you can't walk on earth for too long yet. "

Chen Pingan's heart tightened.

Zhong Kui smiled and said: "Don't ask anything yet, let me explain it to you."

After briefly talking about the Battle of Taiping Mountain, Zhong Kui seemed to be just an outsider. What he said was not thrilling at all, very boring, and he had a smile on his face. He couldn't defeat the big white ape monster, and his skills were inferior to others. He was killed by two swords and one blow, and he became a lonely ghost. He will no longer be able to be a gentleman in the academy... What a fart he said.

Chen Pingan said angrily: "That's it? Dead?!"

He pointed at Zhong Kui's nose, "You turned from a human into a ghost like this? Aren't you a gentleman of the academy? Aren't you able to have the Yin and Yang gods leave the body?"

At the end of the sentence, Chen Ping'an's voice became lower and lower, his expression became dazed, and he asked softly: "Why did you die?"

After saying this, Chen Pingan was speechless.

My mind wandered around and finally stopped at one scene.

There was a dissolute scholar who squatted on the water of the river. He felt that the female ghost was beautiful, so he pulled out her hair and wanted to see her.

Why are all the scholars in my mind dead?

Chen Ping'an subconsciously took off the sword-raising gourd, then silently put it back on his waist.

The small snow cone hovered in front of Zhong Kui, clearly integrated with Zhong Kui's ghost.

Zhong Kui said cautiously: "Chen Ping'an, I agreed in advance. It's not that I'm unkind. I deliberately want to offend you, my little snow cone. I'll hit you or scold you. It's up to you!"

Chen Pingan asked: "What does a gentleman say next?"

Zhong Kui said with a guilty conscience: "It's hard to chase a horse?"

Chen Pingan went to sit on the stool next to the stone table, and Zhong Kui scratched his head and sat next to him.

Chen Pingan said: "Anyway, you are dead now, and you are no longer a gentleman."

Zhong Kui became increasingly conscience-stricken.

Chen Ping'an raised his head, looked at Zhong Kui, and said slowly: "But I will definitely keep what I promised others. This is the same for Mr. Qi, and the same is true for you Zhong Kui."

Zhong Kui was a little confused, "Huh?"

Chen Ping'an's eyes were red and he said slowly: "If I say I borrow you, I will borrow you. One year is a loan, and a hundred or a thousand years is also a loan."

Zhong Kui was silent.

Chen Pingan finally asked: "A thousand years is not enough, is ten thousand years enough?"

Zhong Kui nodded slightly.

He stood up, followed by Chen Ping'an.

Zhong Kui smiled brightly again, "Tong Yezhou, ghost, Zhong Kui! I have a friend whose surname is Chen Ping'an!"

Chen Pingan glared at him, and then smiled: "Aquarius Island, swordsman, Chen Pingan! I know a gentleman named Zhong Kui."

far away.

The old master from Taiping Mountain stroked his beard and nodded, admiring: "After a hundred and a thousand years, meeting each other tonight will be a good talk?"