Sword of Coming

The long river of time is still flowing slowly outside this small world. The friction between the two laws of heaven and earth at the skylight glows with the charming color of colorful glass.

Chen Ping'an and Jian Ling sat side by side on the edge of the ruins of the city wall, with their legs hanging outside.

Chen Ping'an lowered his head and glanced at his abdomen. The bleeding had stopped, and the wound was mostly healed. However, the internal organs inside seemed to be a mess, and the pain could still make people tremble.

Even if the wound of an Ascension Realm natal immortal weapon was far from a full blow, even if it penetrated Chen Ping'an's abdomen, the sequelae would still be unimaginable.

In the distance, everyone stood still.

Only the instructing nun whose natal flying sword was broken was the weirdest. She kept swaying, the amplitude was very small, but it was particularly miserable.

Sun Jiashu was knocked unconscious by his ancestor and was handed over to the old steward beside him to help him.

Most people had happy smiles on their faces.

She heard that Zheng Dafeng, whose spine was broken, had completely dissipated the pure Qi cultivated by martial artists in the ninth realm, and he was really reduced to a useless person, but he still had some physical strength left, which was equivalent to that of a martial artist in the fifth or sixth realm. The warrior's body. Zheng Dafeng has been sent to Chenchen Pharmacy by Lord Wen Sheng, and his life is safe. However, even if he stands up again from the hospital bed, he will probably be worse than dead for the rest of his life.

She also said that the old scholar said that he would clean up the mess. In short, Chen Ping'an would never suffer. Du Mao would have to spit out more as much as he ate, and it was not that simple.

Looking at the sky and dome of this small world together, she suddenly said: "I have to go, sharpening the sword cannot be delayed for a moment."

Chen Pingan remembered something and said softly: "I have an oil-paper umbrella that can hide the secrets of heaven. Can you take it, sister fairy? According to the previous statement, even the archenemy of Master Literary Saint has expressed his stance. At least I won't have to run into Du again in the future. I can handle an old monster like Mao as long as he is not a monk in the upper fifth realm, and I will not take the initiative to provoke him. This time Old Dragon City helped Zheng Dafeng is a special case."

She hummed and reached out to touch Chen Ping'an's head, "That's fine, you haven't given me anything as a gift yet."

Chen Pingan blinked.

She said confidently: "You mean the dragon-slaying platform in your basket when we were crossing the bridge? That wasn't a gift from you, I stole it."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Sister Fairy, what do you want? That oil-paper umbrella doesn't count. I'll give you the other ones. I've walked a long way, and I will continue walking in the future. Maybe I can meet someone you like." s things."

She turned sideways, then leaned back and said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that girl will be angry?"

Chen Ping'an smiled brightly and said, "In the worst case, I'll give her a beating."

She bent her fingers and tapped Chen Ping'an on the forehead, "Young man has grown up."

Chen Pingan also turned sideways, stretched out his hand to indicate the height of the two people, and said happily: "Really?"

She lightly bumped Chen Pingan's shoulder with her shoulder and asked with a smile: "I like that girl very much? How do you like her?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, his pale face turned slightly red, he put his hands on the ground, looked into the distance, and said softly and shyly: "How dare I say this."

She clicked her tongue and said, "Oh, oh, oh, I'm really going to be jealous."

Chen Ping'an still looked into the distance, shook his head and said: "No, the fairy sister is the best."

The tall woman stood up with a smile and said, "Let's go to the drug store to get an umbrella. By the way, the corpse on the ground is Du Mao's Yang God body. It can be put away. After all, it is a skin bag for the body of a twelve-level immortal. It can be sold for money.”

Chen Pingan glanced at "Du Mao" on the ground.

She smiled and said: "It can be sold for a lot of money, and you can even let people live in it, such as Cui Xun, the great master of Da Li."

Chen Ping'an is among the things within easy reach.

She smiled knowingly.

Although the Qi Palace in Chen Ping'an's body is in dilapidated state, his movements are fine, but now he has to fight with others. It is estimated that his current strength is not as good as his martial arts cultivation when he first entered the third realm.

Chen Pingan stood up and looked down at the tattered golden robe. His heart ached even more than his body ached. She was holding the three pieces of the Dragon-Slaying Platform that were first placed among the white jade tablets close at hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I can get it back, it's just a few bags of gold and copper coins, maybe I can be promoted to the rank of a semi-immortal soldier in one go. . Old man Yang has to give some, and that guy Du has to find a way to give it."

Chen Pingan nodded.

She strode forward, walking through the large hole in the city wall, "Don't be discouraged. The end of the road is still far away. I will still be by your side when the time comes."

Chen Pingan followed quickly. She grabbed Chen Pingan's shoulder, jumped out of the wall hole, and after Chen Pingan pointed the direction, she rushed towards the dusty medicine shop in the inner city of Old Dragon City.

Because the old scholar has not removed the ban on the old dragon city, everything is still silent.

Pei Qian, who landed in the alley outside the drug store, holding a hiking stick, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, because after she finished playing the crazy sword technique she created, she found that the Yin Shen named Zhao was like a wooden man, and he was like a wooden man. No matter how hard she moved, no matter how much she shouted, it had no effect. The black smoke was like an ice pick. She grabbed a wisp with both hands, but she couldn't pull it away. In the end, she lost her hiking pole and squatted on the ground, hugging her head and crying. After crying, she ran out of the alley like crazy, but stopped at the corner of the alley because she remembered Chen Pingan's instructions, so she wandered there. He refused to go, and finally squatted on the ground again, heartbroken, shouting for "father" and "master". After shouting until his voice became hoarse, he couldn't cry anymore. He took out the talisman again and put it on his forehead. I must be brave enough to take that step and find Chen Ping'an with a wrinkled little face.

As a result, a familiar voice sounded from behind, "Come back."

Pei Qian turned around and saw Chen Pingan who was smiling at him. He felt aggrieved and happy at the same time. He cried and laughed and ran towards Chen Pingan and hugged him.

The tall woman stood behind Chen Pingan. When she saw this scene, she found it interesting and quite similar.

As for the strangeness in the eyes of this black girl, her background and vision make her know the secret better than anyone else.

This phenomenon is called the sun and moon in the eye.

Of course, it is not the "orthodox" sun and moon of the vast world, but the essence of the sun and moon of certain cave heavens and blessed lands. But even so, neither the Nine Realm warriors nor the land gods can bear this overwhelming blessing.

Why is the little girl safe and sound? She is not interested. What strange things or mysterious people have she never seen before? So many that I have become numb. Countless people died under that old sword alone.

Only then did Pei Qian see the tall woman in white, her eyes widened and her expression dull.

Sword Spirit smiled and said to Chen Pingan: "There are very few such pure martial arts embryos in the world today. Why don't you teach her?"

Chen Ping'an held Pei Qian's little head and said, "I was afraid that if she learned martial arts, she would not know the importance of it and would get into trouble easily. Then I will teach her myself."

Pei Qian began to retreat involuntarily.

She couldn't help it, I'm afraid she didn't even know what she was doing at the moment.

Sword Spirit narrowed his eyes and said: "It seems that this is not an ordinary cave paradise newly discovered by the Confucianists. Maybe one of them was killed by me myself back then?"

Chen Pingan was confused.

Sword Spirit smiled and said: "There is no need to understand these things for the time being. Chen sesame and rotten millet make me upset when I think about it."

She turned around first and walked towards the drug store.

Pei Qian came to his senses and hid timidly behind Chen Pingan.

The small oil-paper umbrella, called the Wutong Fan by the old Taoists of Donghai, was leaning against the door. She bent down to pick it up, opened it instantly, and dropped out a jade plaque, which was the jade plaque passed down from Taipingshan Patriarch Hall.

She grabbed it in her hand and glanced at it, then crushed it into powder and said, "What a shabby thing."

Chen Ping'an stamped his feet and said hurriedly: "I still want to return it to Taipingshan."

Sword Spirit smiled and said: "If you didn't tell me earlier, it doesn't matter. Just say it was me who broke it. Let that Taipingshan guy come to Lizhu Cave to find me, and I will pay them compensation."

She thought to herself, provided they dare to accept it.

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Forget it, I'll write another letter to the old man in Taiping Mountain. It shouldn't be a big problem."

She held the umbrella and nodded, "Then I'll go."

Chen Ping'an had a thousand words to say, but he didn't know where to start. In the end, he just smiled and nodded.

She walked up to Chen Pingan, bent down slightly, pressed her forehead against Chen Pingan's, and whispered softly: "Chen Pingan, I am lucky to meet you."

After saying that, she held an oil-paper umbrella and turned it into a snow-white rainbow, breaking through the sky of Old Dragon City and the sea of ​​clouds where Fan Junmao fell to the ground. After hovering, she returned north to the sky of Lizhu Cave where the dragon was slain. tower.

At the door of the drug store, Pei Qian tugged on Chen Pingan's sleeve and said with fear: "This is really the most powerful fairy sister I have ever seen. I don't even dare to flatter her in front of her."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "There are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world, so after practicing martial arts, you can't be arrogant."

Pei Qian nodded vigorously and suddenly asked: "She is that 'girl', right? Then next time we meet, should I call her mother?"

Just as Chen Ping'an was about to cross the threshold, he stumbled.

Pei Qian suddenly said: "It's called Master Niang!"

Chen Pingan quickly turned around, covered this guy's mouth, glared and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Pei Qian blinked and said, "Don't say it with your mouth, but keep it in your heart?"

Chen Pingan pulled her ears with a dark face. Pei Qian tilted his head, propped up his heels, babbling, and pulled Chen Pingan into the yard behind the drug store before letting go.

Pei Qian squatted on the ground and rubbed his ears.

Chen Ping'an went to the side room of Zheng Dafeng's main house alone, and saw the man lying on the bed. He was unconscious, but the trauma was also stopped.

It's just that he is much more miserable than Chen Pingan. Back in Ouhua Blessed Land, Chen Pingan used Zhongqiu's top boxing skills and the "school dragon" to break through in one fell swoop. Now this man on the bed has broken the entire dragon's spine. .

Chen Pingan moved a chair and sat in the dark small room, staring at Zheng Dafeng.

Pei Qian tiptoed to the door of the side room. After seeing this, he hesitated and left gently.

She sat on the steps with her chin in her hands.

She had never seen Chen Ping'an so...sad.

She also felt a little sad and blew the yellow talisman on her forehead.

The talisman cannot be blown away, nor can the sadness be blown away.

Will this always happen when a person grows up?

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In an instant, the vast water of time flowing in the southern end of Aquarius Continent returned to normal and poured into Old Dragon City from all directions.

It's just that except for secular immortals such as Jindan Yuanying, ordinary people can't detect this subtlety at all.

After a while, these smart people from Old Dragon City finally realized that something was a little weird.

It was normal for Chen Ping'an to disappear. He was pierced through the abdomen by the sword-swallowing boat and disappeared from sight. But Du Mao is missing, and Zheng Dafeng is also missing, which is a bit difficult to explain.

What's more, accidents happened on their side watching the battle from a distance.

For example, the Fu family was the most nervous. In addition to the "No. 1 person in Tongye Island" in the eyes of Aquarius Island, the most invincible teacher in Old Dragon City, the nun, fell to the ground and lost consciousness on the spot, with blood flowing all over her body. come out.

It is clearly a horrific scene that has seriously damaged the fundamentals.

Fu Qi rushed over from the Dragon Climbing Platform, squatted down, his face was livid, and he was puzzled. He was a little resentful of the existence of Fan Junmao. If not for this, he would never be completely in the dark today, and he would definitely be able to get a glimpse of it. After finding out the inside story of the previous vision and the condition of the old woman from the Jiang family in Yunlin, I was even more horrified. Was the flying sword of my life destroyed? But Fu Qi didn't tell the truth and said calmly: "I'm a little injured, let's go back to the mansion and talk about it."

Fu Nanhua looked towards the city wall. Chen Ping'an was no longer there. Did he die somewhere in the outer city, or?

Fu Donghai and Fu Chunhua looked at each other again.

Seeing with their own eyes that this arrogant nun was "somewhat injured" was a big piece of good news for the two of them who were still unwilling to give up completely on the seat of city leader.

Fu Nanhua asked softly: "In the back?"

Fu Qi shook his head and said: "Don't worry about it, it doesn't make much sense. Now go back and find out what happened and why Du Mao disappeared. Instead of taking the east gate, go to the south gate to enter the city."

As the well-deserved top spot in Old Dragon City and the Fu family who was determined to unify Old Dragon City, the carriage and horses actually chose to take a detour and head towards the south gate.

The most stupid person is naturally the Du Yan on the top of the city, the direct descendant of Du Mao who ascended to the Ascension Realm. He rubbed his eyes, where are the ancestors? Where are people? !

His wife, Ding, has mediocre cultivation qualifications, but is more calm than Du Yan, who has perfected the Golden Core Realm. "In Tongye Continent, our ancestors can run rampant, let alone such a small Aquarius Continent?"

Du Yan nodded, held her hand, and said with a smile: "I lost my temper. If this happens, our Tongye Sect will use Old Dragon City as a springboard to cast a net all the way north to recruit the major immortal sects. Those who follow our Tongye Sect will prosper, and those who go against will perish. When the time comes, I will be responsible for one of the routes, and you will be the head of your Ding family. From now on, there will only be two surnames in Old Dragon City: Fu and Ding."

The woman smiled brightly.

The three major surnames of Ding Fanghou outside Laolong City all sent their respective families to intercept and kill Zheng Dafeng and his party.

This was a temporary arrangement made by the Fu family before. In fact, they were caught off guard. They should not have been so hasty and naked, but a group of people outside the city, a group in the outer city, and a group in the inner city. All three groups could have done better. "Conforming to the identity" makes people unable to grasp the handle, rather than this clumsy trick that is close to a street fight. It’s just that since the Fu family is willing to lose face and the four major surnames formed an alliance before, but after Sun Jiashu of the Sun family and Du Yan of the Ding family successively defected to the Fu family, and after learning about the Fu family’s order to intercept and kill them, how could they have the capital and bargaining power? I am confident that it would be better to become a vassal of the Fu family in the future and eat the scraps left in the Fu family's mouth than to be uprooted tonight.

Among the three tribes, the boy surnamed Fang didn't feel that the situation had changed. He was still thinking about the big banquet tonight. Then all the women from the dusty medicine shop would be exposed. Whoever drinks a glass of wine can teach them to take off their clothes. clothes!

After discussion, the talkers with the three major surnames decided to follow the Fu family to the south city gate. As for the guest officials behind them who were responsible for intercepting and killing them, they did not restrain them for now. Presumably, they would meet them in the city after removing their heads.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Fan Junmao slowly woke up, and as expected, he fell into the golden elixir.

But she didn't feel any resentment at all. After laughing, she glanced at the route to the dragon platform below, and there were sporadic fights. She frowned, covered her heart with her hand, and pointed down with two fingers of her other hand. Point and point.

In the sea of ​​clouds, beams of light fell one after another.

Because he used Yunhai's fundamental luck, Fan Junmao's attack was no less powerful than an ordinary Nascent Soul.

The five or six remaining guests who had suffered heavy casualties were shot through the head one by one.

Fan's coachman, who served as a dead soldier, was the last one left.

The four people got off the carriage, and the only ones who finally stepped onto the carriage were Lu Baixiang, who was covered in blood, and Wei Xian, who was wearing nectar armor and was the least injured.

And Zhu Lian, the madman of Wu, died.

On the right side of the Sui Dynasty, he died in battle.

Lu Baixiang picked up the Infatuation Sword, and without forgetting to stab the corpses in the heart, he went to the carriage.

In the Old Dragon City, the great monk who was able to travel far away in the stagnation of time, the short old man dressed as a rich man, was now standing under a tree, bending down and laughing so hard that he burst into tears.

Very happy!

The old man had never laughed so heartily in the past thousand years.

Du Mao, this old pervert, turned out to be where he is today!

His intention to cross the continent and go north this time was just to relax and meet someone of his own comrades, but he never expected to encounter such a beautiful thing.

In Tongye Continent, but in the eyes of some small and medium-sized fairy families in Aquarius Continent, especially the fairies of all kinds, the famous "One-foot Spear", the mountain tycoon who is most willing to spend a lot of money, and a certain invincible god The high-roller in the boxing gang who calls himself the "Jade-faced Young Man" often gets jealous over a certain fairy during those magical days, and fights. Of course, it's not a real fight, but a waste of money, and it's not just money. But that little summer money!

The old man suppressed his smile and said sternly: "Today is a good day. I can't do it any more. I have to suppress that guy. I have to be generous and show off my due style! I can't let that guy be arrogant anymore." . It’s just a pity that Fairy Su Jia from Zhengyang Mountain is a very handsome and fairy-like girl. I originally wanted to go to Zhengyang Mountain in person to deliver a magic weapon. It’s a pity, it’s a pity, it’s a pity... And that He Xiaoliang and Fairy He Da from Shen Gaozong, why did they leave Aquarius Continent? They still want to run to see her and take a look at her beauty, even if they take a look from a distance... "

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The dusty drug store is inside the house.

Chen Ping'an always sat on that chair. I heard that even if the man on the hospital bed could get up and walk, he would still be a hunchback in the future.

I will be rickety for the rest of my life.

He was already slovenly and unkempt.

I recall those days when I was at the gate, watching the fairy families from the mountains walking into the town, and the careless man exclaimed, "That woman just now, her thighs can crush people to death."

That day, the skinny young man still didn't understand the meaning of the dirty words, so he had to ask: "Has that lady practiced martial arts?"

At that time, no serious man was actually an eighth-level martial artist.

today.

Chen Pingan said hoarsely: "Zheng Dafeng, I have traveled such a long way and met many people in the world. You are the one with the hardest bones and the straightest spine. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

At this moment, the former small town janitor lay silently in the blood-soaked quilt.

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On the sea outside the island ferry at Old Dragon City, a little Taoist boy stepped on a huge golden gourd. He stretched out his hands pitifully and was "banged" by a branch picked up from nowhere by a poor old scholar.

The little Taoist boy's eyes were red and he kept complaining, "Master Wen Sheng, it's really none of my business. This time, I didn't trick Chen Ping'an in Old Longcheng. It was him who got into trouble with that Du Mao. I can't even figure it out. Ah, what kind of realm is Du Mao? I can't go to Old Dragon City to die. It's against the rules for you to hit me... Oops! It hurts..."

It was a good thing that the old scholar did not listen to this complaint. When he heard this, he became even more angry and struck even harder, "You heartless little bastard, who did you call brother and sister with back then? Who did you flirt with? Well?" ? Pick up your chopsticks to eat and put them down to scold you, right? I've taught you that your stinky nose has twisted your nose, so I'll straighten you out! You still dare to hide? Stand still, stand still, and reach out!"

The little Taoist boy obediently stretched out his hands, but there was really nowhere to hide, and he wailed: "Master Wen Sheng, if you do this again, I will complain to the master. If you favor Chen Pingan so much, my master will also favor me... …”

The old scholar shouted angrily: "How dare you talk back? I don't know what's going on in the stinky cow's nose and belly?! The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. If I don't beat you today, I will take your surname!"

The little Taoist boy cried loudly, "Master Literary Saint, we have the same surname! Even if we are not the same family, for the sake of this little love, you can beat me less..."

The old scholar snorted coldly, threw away the branch, and said a lesson: "From now on, when we move to Qingming World, don't cause trouble! Your little cleverness will only cause trouble. The Taoist priest in the White Jade Palace, on the twelfth floor In the five major cities, the immortals are happy and happy, but it also means that they will not follow the same rules as Haoran Tianxia. The last thing they want is the word "rules."

The little Taoist boy sat down on the big golden gourd. After wiping his tears, he shook his hands vigorously, raised his head, and asked curiously: "Master, I didn't say you wanted to go to that world."

The old scholar glared and said, "You know nothing."

The little Taoist boy said, "I know nothing about you, and then I found out that you are Master Literary Saint..."

The old scholar chuckled and grabbed another branch that floated away with the sea water. The little Taoist boy stood up on his own, stretched out his hands, and started a new round of hitting the board.

The little boy wanted to die.

This inconspicuous little dead branch, held in the hands of the poor old man in front of me, is no worse than the flying sword of the Sword Fairy.

The old scholar glanced to the southwest, threw away the dead branch, and slapped the little Taoist boy on the head, "Get out of here and live with your tail between your legs from now on."

The big golden gourd floated away, and the little Taoist boy standing on it suddenly turned his back to the old scholar, bent down and twisted his buttocks, turning his head and making a face.

The old scholar stretched out a finger and twisted it gently. The dead branch swung and hit the little Taoist's buttocks.

The little Taoist boy pulled out the dead branch and threw it away. He jumped up and down and quickly drove away with the sword gourd under his feet.

It seemed that the old pauper was very angry at this appearance, so he wanted to take it out on him.

The little Taoist boy wiped the tears on his face. He was a brat and said angrily: "I am so angry! I will never call you brother or sister again."

Whoosh.

The dead branch poked another butt cheek.

The old scholar sent the little bastard away and disappeared to the southwest.

The sword energy soared into the sky.

The water shook.

The old scholar didn't say anything, he was so angry that he jumped up and slapped the sword cultivator hard on the forehead. He was still angry and slapped him one after another, "You're a useless thing, Xiao Qi can't protect you." , Okay, assuming you have excuses and reasons, stay far away and don’t know the situation in Lizhu Cave, okay, now you can’t even protect the junior brother under your nose, so you just put the book aside and don’t read. You practice sword practice. Sword, you’re a fool to practice swordsmanship! Did you know that Chen Pingan was harmed by you twice, once because your state of mind was dragged away by you, and once when you recklessly gave away the Twelve Realm Demon Pills? Chen Pingan was just a little bit close, just a little bit short. , are about to suffer this unreasonable disaster! Du Mao, have you heard of it?! A shameless person from the Ascension Realm blocked Chen Pingan in Old Dragon City. Your little junior brother is now a fifth-level martial artist! He made a special trip to rush I’m following your junior brother! What you’re planning to do for the sect in the Great Li, or how you’re helping people test the old god, it’s all nonsense! You just want to kill Chen Ping’an!”

In front of outsiders, the old scholar, even the little Taoist boy, or even the two Confucian scholars sitting in the sky, still kept his so-called anger to a minimum, at least not so openly expressed.

But before this sword cultivator, he was not subtle at all.

The sword cultivator also stood still and allowed the old scholar, who was much shorter than him, to jump and slap him on the head again and again.

The old scholar was beating and scolding: "It's good for you, just pat your butt and leave. You are so cool. Qi Jingchun will never be as cool as you in his whole life. This junior brother is even less cool than you. No one is as cool as you! You are so cool. , why don’t you fly up to the sky and roll your fucking balls?!”

Stand still, don't fight back, don't talk back.

Because it was the first time in his life that he saw such an angry and disappointed gentleman.

Even that time when he was imprisoned in the Merit Forest of the Academy, he was by his side, and he was still smiling and didn't think it was a hardship at all.

Even the statues in the Confucian Temple were moved, moved out, and smashed time and time again.

Sir, he still doesn't care. He really doesn't care, and he's not pretending to be relaxed.

He knew that he had never been this kind of person.

With a calm expression on his face, he asked: "Sir, what should I do?"

"You finally remembered that you are my disciple? How did I deal with that deity from the Five Mountains of Middle Earth back then? Now that you have reason and a sword... what do you want to do?"

The old scholar jumped up again and slapped his left and right heads, pointed at the northernmost part of Tongye Continent, and shouted angrily: "Fuck you!"

There was a cry from left and right.

Go south.

Under the sword cultivator and his sword energy, the east and west parts of the sea separated.