Sword of Coming

The first sun shines on Gaocheng.

Diezhang, Dong Huafu, and Fan Dache chose to retreat.

Ning Yao, Chen Sanqiu, and Yan Peck stayed where they were.

Chen Ping returned to their side, put on the face of a middle-aged man, first helped Chen Sanqiu and Yan Peck keep an eye on the situation on the battlefield, and occasionally asked for a reminder.

Compared with Fan Dache who had to speak with precision, Chen Ping'an had to be more concise when speaking with Chen Sanqiu and Yan Peck, just checking for omissions and filling in the subtleties.

It is more of a suggestion for the trajectory of the flying sword and the choice of the foothold, a quick review, and strive to change from good to better. It wasn't because he was used to drinking and became good friends, Chen Pingan would not take these two Jindan sword cultivators seriously. Many benefits.

Then Chen Ping went to find Fan Dache.

Seeing Chen Pingan with a manly face, Fan Dache felt a little helpless. He was hostile to Chen Pingan, and it was really bad luck for eight lifetimes. The ancestral grave was not filled with blue smoke, but billowing black smoke, and the coffin couldn't hold it down.

In desperation, Fan Dache was also very grateful. If it wasn't for Chen Pingan's appearance, Fan Dache would still be in a hurry for a long time.

Chen Pingan knelt down, threw a pot of Zhuhaidongtian wine to Fan Dache, and said with a smile, "Remember to say hello to me."

Dong Huafu said: "Use Fan Dache's money to buy the drinks, and then use them later to give Fan Dache favors. I have learned."

Chen Pingan pretended not to hear, and stuck a piece of yellow paper decontamination talisman on his body to help get rid of the bloody smell.

Die Zhang smiled and asked, "Did you go elsewhere to pick up money?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Stroll around casually. Because I was worried that it would be a waste of help and attract the attention of some big monsters in the dark, so I didn't dare to contribute much. I plan to discuss with the sword fairies and take charge of a small part of the city alone. Be a bait, and those who wish to take the bait. When the time comes, any of you who has withdrawn from the battlefield can come to me and see the demeanor of the great monk's sword, remember to bring wine, don't show it for nothing."

Dong Huafu shook his head and said, "Then I won't go."

Die Zhang smiled and said, "I'll forget it too."

Fan Dache noticed that Chen Pingan was looking at him, so he bit the bullet and said the truth: "I dare not go."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Da Che, if people don't go, the wine can be served, and who would rarely see you."

Diezhang and Dong Huafu got up almost at the same time, and continued to the southern city.

Fan Dache also wanted to follow, but Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and pressed him falsely, signaling that he was not in a hurry.

Chen Pingan said: "Do you feel a lot of pressure to fight side by side with these friends? It seems that if you help them once, you will be hindered once?"

Fan Dache nodded.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "It's not a bad thing to have such thoughts, but if you want to be better, you should suppress these thoughts, Fan Dache, don't forget, you are a bottleneck sword cultivator at the Dragon Gate level, I'm not yet thirty years old now. Knowing that in our Haoran world, even Beiju Luzhou, which is known as the sword cultivator like a cloud, a sword cultivator who will become a golden core sooner or later, what an amazing young handsome man ?"

Chen Ping pointed to himself, "It's not that there is someone like me in Haoran Tianxia, ​​but there are people like Chen Pingan in Haoran Tianxia. Among the people on the mountain who are about the same age as you and me, the only one who kills the enemy is worse than me." , Of course there will be, there should be quite a few. But those who are inferior to me, there are many, very many."

Chen Pingan said slowly: "In my hometown, Dongbao Pingzhou, I have traveled through many rivers and lakes. If you, Fan Dache, practiced there, you would be the proud son of a dynasty and the whole country. I often joke that I am a dignified five-level monk. I am joking and self-deprecating. In fact, it is not entirely true. In my hometown, there are monsters and ghosts in the cave realm. They are the well-deserved big monsters, shocking ghosts. You Think about it, a Jindan Sword Cultivator who is a congenital sword embryo may only be in his thirties, how can he be so superior in Aquarius Continent?"

Fan Dache nodded, "I didn't think about this before, and I'm not very interested in the affairs of Haoran Tianxia. Ever since I was a child, I always felt that my aptitude was passable, but not good enough."

Chen Pingan smiled, spread out his hands, put his fingers together and nodded at both ends, "What I said, Fan Dache was beside Ningyao Chen Sanqiu and the others, and he felt that everything he did was wrong, it was an extreme, Fan Dache is in my hometown, it seems that he can fight against the country with a sword, which is another extreme. Naturally, it is not advisable."

Chen Ping put away one hand, clenched a fist with the other, and swayed in the middle of the previous line, "Things can be extreme and unavoidable, but a sword cultivator's Dao heart should fall here and stand still. Foreign affairs, when it comes to big things, are really just external affairs, and it is difficult for us to fully control them, but the original mind of a cultivator is always just a matter at hand, close at hand, and it is our own kung fu that can be honed anytime, anywhere The human body is small and the world is just a cone, but the human heart is all-encompassing and can be higher and bigger than the world, especially swordsmanship. Wherever you think and fly your sword, your body, mind, and life are free. I think this sentence is very true. .and this jug of wine in your hand, I will give it to you for nothing.”

Fan Dache's eyes were clear, he took a sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Chen Pingan, if you said these words to me before, I might just understand them, but I may not really understand them. Now Not the same, I understand."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Actually, it's all the same. I also suffered from big and small hardships. I walked and stopped, thinking about this and that, and I came to where I am today."

Fan Dache was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked curiously: "Which sage said that sentence that was given to me with the drink? The more I think about it, the more reasonable it becomes."

Chen Ping stretched out the palm of his hand and stroked his chin, "Da Che, it's fine if you're not smart, but your eyes aren't very good either."

Fan Dache got up with a smile, threw the flagon in his hand vigorously, and was about to go to Chen Sanqiu and the others.

I never thought that Chen Pingan would reach out, grab the empty jug, stand up and curse: "Little dragon gate sword cultivator, in front of the dignified second-level monk, pretend to be a hero of your uncle, the jug doesn't cost money."

Fan Dache was a little guilty, and left quickly, but couldn't help turning his head. Seeing the second shopkeeper, he tilted his head, put his fingers against his temples, and then slowly took off a fake mask.

Fan Dache asked: "Chen Pingan, I just can't forget her, am I worthless?"

Chen Ping put the face made by Zhu Lian into his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Just talk about infatuation and infatuation, there is nothing better than this."

Fan Dache asked suspiciously: "Didn't you say that when we first met? You scolded me so badly."

Chen Pingan, with a sluggish expression, took out the Yangjian gourd, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "I don't have the strength to tell you about the knowledge here, so I can figure it out by myself. Also, show off a little bit of the courage of the Great Sword Immortal in the Longmen Realm, rooster!" Arguing head to head, sword cultivators do not hold grudges when fighting."

In fact, Chen Pingan no longer worried about Fan Dache's emotional injury. Fan Dache seemed to be not doing well in practice, words and deeds on their side, but Chen Pingan can be sure that Fan Dache's road to cultivation can be very long. Chen Ping'an was more worried at the moment, because he was afraid that Fan Dache, after hearing what he said, knew it, and found out that he couldn't do it, or that he couldn't do it well, and it would be another kind of trouble.

A truth, not knowing it, is itself an invisible negation, knowing and approving it is a kind of affirmation, failing to do it is a kind of negation again.

Generally speaking, at this point, it is the kind of truth that has come to a dead end, to the place of burial on the road of the heart, and there is no bones left. The most terrifying thing is that a series of knowledge similar to this principle will die, and a large number of them will die.

I never thought that Fan Dache would say: "If I can't be as firm as you said in the future, and I can't avoid the influence of Chen Sanqiu and the others, Chen Pingan, you remember to remind me more, twice if I can't do it once, I , there is no big advantage, but it is still persuasive."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "It's easy to say."

Fan Dache finally said: "Then you also listen to my advice, this battle must be fought, within a few days and half a month, you should recover from your injuries before returning to the city, otherwise we will have to leave in the future if this continues. When you go to the battlefield at the top of the city, it is difficult for you to recover to the peak. You are my swordsman, even if you are not worried about yourself, you are still worried about my little life. Do you want to drink free drinks in the future? gone?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "It makes sense."

Chen Pingan really sacrificed the talisman boat and left the city.

When Fan Dache reached the southern wall, Ning Yao nodded and smiled at him, "Thank you."

Fan Dache wanted to tense his face, but he couldn't, so he simply laughed.

Dong Huafu commented: "It's stupid."

Among the group, Chen Sanqiu, who killed the enemy with Feijian most freely and freely, smiled and said: "Dong Heitan, do you have the ability to ask Ning Yao to thank you?"

Dong Huafu turned his head and asked, "Sister Ning, can you thank me?"

Ning Yao kept his eyes on the front and tipped a rolling word.

Dong Huafu nodded to express his acceptance, then turned his head to look at Chen Sanqiu and Fan Dache, and asked, "Sister Ning has never been polite to me, can you?"

Chen Sanqiu gave a high thumbs up.

Fan Dache took a deep breath, and sacrificed his natal flying sword, the sword light flashed, and swept down the top of the wall.

Chen Pingan was driving the talisman boat with nothing to do, so he imitated his disciples and students, lying on the bow of the ferry and rowing the boat with his hands. It seemed that it was really faster?

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During the interval of the battle, a few young sword cultivators from other places withdrew from the south of the city to the north wall of the city, and another group of local sword cultivators recharging their energy silently took their place. only

When they passed by, most of the latter had some smiles on their faces.

Yu Xiefu sat on the north wall, chewing the last piece of pancake, full of punches, but never punched, this made Yu Xiefu, who could only watch the battle on the top of the wall, for the first time in his life, for the martial arts realm Ascending the heights, there is a great desire. After all, the golden body of the seven realms is not like traveling in the eight realms. As long as one enters the realm of excursions, one can fight against the wind like a Qi trainer, and can punch smoothly.

Zhu Mei's face was pale, with lingering fear in her heart, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said nothing.

After she sacrificed her natal flying sword, she was either protected by Kuxia Sword Immortal or rescued by Jin Zhenmeng in several dangerous situations. Even Lin Junbi, who was still only a sword cultivator at the sea-watching level, helped her once. If Lin Junbi hadn't seen through it The disguise of a dead warrior from the demon clan deliberately drew out his sword to lure the other party to sacrifice his trump card. In the end, Lin Junbi withdrew the flying sword between lightning and flint, and Jin Zhenmeng took advantage of the opportunity to use his sword to kill the demon. Zhu Mei would definitely hurt his own flying sword. Even if Dao was not seriously injured at all, she would retreat from the city and go to the Sun Mansion to recuperate her wounds. From then on, the whole battle would have nothing to do with her.

Lin Junbi was talking to Jin Zhenmeng about his experience in the previous battle.

This should be the first time Lin Junbi chatted with Jin Zhenmeng in private, talking about the gains and losses, flaws, omissions, and many subtleties of the two swords.

Jin Zhenmeng smiled warmly. Although she still didn't speak much, she was obviously more close to Lin Junbi.

This is also the first time that Jin Zhenmeng feels that Lin Junbi, a genius boy who seems to be clean all the year round, has a human touch for the first time.

Lin Junbi took out an exquisite small porcelain bottle made by the Shaoyuan Dynasty's manufacturing office, and poured out three pills with different colors. Zhenmeng and Zhu Mei.

Jin Zhenmeng and Zhu Mei were similar, they both hesitated for a while, but still chose to accept it, and the three of them swallowed the elixir respectively.

Lin Junbi began to hold his breath and concentrating, breathing in and out, the pills gradually melted away, and the buoyant spiritual energy poured into several key qi houses.

Lin Junbi divided his mind and continued to deliberate over the end of the interrogation.

Every replay can make Lin Junbi's morality complete.

Back then, the white-clothed young man who called himself Cui Dongshan asked Lin Junbi if he would stay at the Great Wall of Sword Qi to kill demons with his sword while he was twisting pieces from the chessboard and putting them into the chess jar.

Lin Junbi dared to say it, but the risk was too great and the benefits were too small, so it didn't seem worthwhile.

"It's not a suggestion, it's an order. Because you are too stupid, I have to say more, lest my good intentions be fired into a donkey's liver and lungs by you. It turns out that what was originally a great thing will become a reason for you to complain about me. When the time comes I beat you to death, and you still feel wronged."

Cui Dongshan twisted a chess piece with two fingers and shook it, "First, it doesn't matter how many big monsters you kill after you stay. If you can kill more and win the approval of one or two sword immortals, it is more good."

Cui Dongshan casually threw the chess piece into the chess jar, and twisted the chess piece again, "Second, with Ku Xia beside you, if you pay attention to your own proportions, you won't die. Ku Xia is more stupid than you, but after all, he is a fool." You are a rare good person on the mountain, so the more you look like a good person, the more decisive you are with your sword, and the more monsters you kill, then on the top of the city, every day that passes, the more Ku Xia will recognize you, Ku Xia has always been in his heart. Death will, so it is impossible to say that one day, Ku Xia is willing to change the way of death. It is nothing more than for yourself, for you, Lin Junbi, and for the future pillar of the Shaoyuan Dynasty. At this moment, you need to pay attention. Don't let Ku Xia Sword Fairy really die here for you, you, Lin Junbi, must keep going through Zhu Mei and Jin Zhenmeng, especially Zhu Mei, to let Ku Xia dispel the idea of ​​dying generously, and escort you away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, remember , even if Kuxia Sword Immortal insists on returning to the Great Wall of Sword Qi alone, he should escort you all the way to Nan Po Suozhou, so that he can turn around and return. Rusted brain, think for yourself."

Cui Dongshan threw the second piece into the chess jar, "Third, on your way back from the inverted mountain, get along with Zhu Mei and Jin Zhenmeng. You have a trick, the Lin Junbi who usually gets along with them day and night, is still the Lin Junbi who thinks he is noble in his bones, and Lin Junbi who used to kill demons with swords on the top of the city, must be different, otherwise your previous efforts will be in vain. Zhu Mei and Jin Real dreams are not those of Jiang Guancheng, who are strict and disciplined. The latter are pragmatic, while the former are relatively pragmatic. There are two worlds. You should weigh it yourself."

"Fourth, when you go back to the Shaoyuan Dynasty, where the literary style was at its peak, in Shenzhou of Central Earth, you just shut up. If you don't say a word, if you can't shut up, you go to retreat to thank the guests. Before you shut up, of course you should talk to Your husband had a secret conversation, you should be honest with each other, except for me, don't hide the big and small things, don't treat your husband as a fool. The National Teacher will understand your ambition, not only will not be disgusted, but Rejoice, because you and him are people of the same path. He will naturally protect you in secret, and do some work for you, a proud disciple. I believe that Master Guoshi will not only do this, but also control the fire and do the opposite. Yan Lv, who is more stupid than you, is already your pawn anyway. He will do what he should do when he returns home. Say what he should say. But the national teacher will ban rumors in the Shaoyuan Dynasty, and you are not allowed to exaggerate your experience in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Then you can wait for Xuegong Academy to speak for you. During this period, Lin Jun Biyue If you keep your mouth shut, the more the Shao Yuan dynasty keeps silent, the praise from all directions will come to you, and even if you close the door, you won't be able to stop it."

"Not only the Shaoyuan Dynasty, but all the surrounding dynasties, feudal vassals, emperors, generals, ministers, monks on the mountain, and people in the city and rivers and lakes below the mountain will all know that there is a young Lin Junbi who traveled far away on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Demon."

Cui Dongshan twirled the chess piece with two fingers, and asked with a smile: "Among the 'fourth', where is the most subtle point? Think about it carefully, and don't let me down with the answer."

Lin Junbi replied: "Let my husband feel that I am still a little immature in dealing with people, and also let him do things that his own students can't do, so that he will not have any grudges in his heart."

Cui Dongshan lost the chess piece, "Fortunately, I'm not stupid enough to die. Just wait, the battle on the Great Wall of Sword Qi will become more and more fierce in the future. Haoran Tianxia was stunned by a stick, and he is a little more awake. You Lin Junbi is here The deeds of the Great Wall of Sword Qi will have more gold content."

Cui Dongshan picked up a chess piece again, and said with a sneer, "Even those Confucian sages, gentlemen and sages who belong to different cultures and traditions from your husband will look at you Lin Junbi with admiration. The national teacher regards you as a promising future He is a closed disciple, but the Confucian academy may not continue to regard Lin Junbi as a disciple of the imperial master of the dynasty, this place is mysterious, and if you experience it yourself, it will make you feel like drinking wine."

Cui Dongshan shook his fingers and chess pieces, "But don't get carried away, all praise today will become criticism in the future, and the people who praise and criticize are often the same people. A jug of wine is very intoxicating."

Cui Dongshan lost the chess piece in his hand and smashed it into the chess pot. The sound of the chess piece bumping was crisp and clear. He shook his sleeves, "Strictly discipline this person, you can make good use of it. Zhu Mei must be approved by her, especially the latter , the relationship between the two parties is properly handled, and you will be pleasantly surprised."

Lin Junbi asked softly, "Is it the family behind Zhu Mei?"

Cui Dongshan shook his head and said: "It doesn't stop there. You are so confused, what kind of chess do you play? You only want to win chess after taking one or two moves?"

Lin Junbi said sincerely, "Mr. Cui, please explain to me."

Cui Dongshan said: "What Zhu Mei said is no different than what Yu Yufu saw with his own eyes. The two women are inseparable, and the relationship is intimate and pure. What can't they say? If I recognize you, Lin Junbi, I will naturally say a few words of justice for you. It is precisely because of Zhu Mei's innocence that Yu Xiefu can listen to you. Then you are in that clumsy city of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and you are in Yu Xiefu's house. In your eyes, not only will it not become a flaw in Lin Junbi's life in the Shaoyuan Dynasty, but it can aggravate her positive opinion of you. Is it understandable?"

Lin Junbi said softly: "The younger generation is afraid that their understanding may be wrong and not far-reaching enough, so I would like to hear the details."

Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with people. They are the most unlovable. Once you are denied, then you are recognized. This kind of recognition will be more firm and unshakable than the first time you meet. Don't you understand? You can't play chess. I don’t even understand people’s hearts. I regret it a bit. I want to do this long-term business with you. How do you feel that you’re going to lose money? Lin Junbi, I’ve played so many chess games with you, and I have no worries at all. Doing business, but worrying, what should I do?"

Lin Junbi hesitated to speak.

Cui Dongshan narrowed his eyes, "I only ask questions but don't think? Do you know that my patience is limited, I will kill you, do you know why? If you answer wrong, you will die."

Sweat dripped from Lin Junbi's forehead, "I can die stupid myself, but I can't cause Mr. Cui to go on a business trip and find a stupid person to do business."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Good boy, you can still teach it."

Cui Dongshan put his palms on the chess pieces inside the chess jar, rubbed them lightly, and said casually: "A Middle-earth swordsman who is smart enough but dares to die, and a pure warrior Yu Yufu who was born in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, isn't it? I will hate it. The Yu family, and even the old man Zhou Shenzhi, what do you think will happen to a young sword cultivator who can make Yu Yu's husband not hate him? Is it a trivial matter? The old man of the Yu family, Zhou Shenzhi, These old people, for the original Lin Junbi, that kind of so-called half-smart person? Seeing less? The old man of the Yu family controlled the fall and rise of the two great dynasties with one hand. What kind of smart person has never seen. Old man Zhou They have lived for thousands of years and are used to the ups and downs of the world. What they seldom see is the kind of smart and stupid young people who are full of vigor and don't pay attention to the world, but they are full of stunned energy, daring to fight in some places. Right and wrong, not hesitating fame and fortune, not hesitating life."

Cui Dongshan gently raised his hand, left the chess box an inch away, flipped his wrist slightly, and said with a smile: "This is the vicissitudes of the subtleties of the human heart. The scenery is magnificent, but you can't see it clearly. The heart is as thin as a hair? A person who cultivates Taoism Guest, don’t use such good eyesight, pretend to be blind, practice Taoism, and cultivate the mind of a fart. You, Lin Junbi, are destined to show your hands and feet in the temple. You don’t understand people’s hearts, how to distinguish people, how to use them People? How can we use people's hearts without doubt?"

Lin Junbi was convinced, and said solemnly: "Mr. Cui is brilliant, Lin Junbi has been taught."

Cui Dongshan raised his head, "Gao Ming? Just use such a vulgar term to describe me."

Lin Junbi shook his head and said, "It's both high and bright! There's only the sun and the moon! This is the realm I'm willing to spend my whole life pursuing, and it's definitely not the brilliance that the worldly people say."

Cui Dongshan laughed loudly, "This flirtatious person has the demeanor of my family's mountain top, very good, very good, if I have a chance in the future, maybe I really want to accept you as a disciple, and then you can go to the Patriarch Hall to kowtow and burn incense and hang statues .”

In fact, Lin Junbi already had a guess in his mind, but it was too unbelievable to believe.

Cui Dongshan restrained his smile, looked down at the chessboard, and with a touch of his palm, all the chess pieces fell into the chess pot, then twisted out a solitary black stone and placed it on the chessboard, and then rolled up white stones one by one to form a big circle.

Cui Dongshan said: "Since I'm cultivating you as a half-disciple, then I have to show some real skills. Take the strict law as this sunspot as an example. You have to teach this sunspot to feel free, and the world is not restricted." , life is full of hope. But his heart and all his thoughts are actually under your control, and his life, death, and gain and loss are all within your calculations."

Lin Junbi thinks this principle is simple and not difficult to understand.

Then Cui Dongshan formed a larger circle of sunspots outside the white ones, "This is the heart of Mr. Zhou and the old man of the Yu family. How do you break the situation?"

Lin Junbi pondered for a long time, raised his arm and wiped his forehead, shook his head and said, "There is no solution, don't even try to break the situation."

Cui Dongshan nodded, "That's right, half right."

Cui Dongshan picked up a white piece and threw it on the chessboard other than the black piece. "On the chessboard for a while, the situation is hard to change. Life is not a game of chess after all. There is only one piece left behind. He is restrained, so he can lose his mind, hide in the distance, stare wide-eyed, and carefully look at the bigger chessboard of heaven and earth, what is Zhou Shenzhi. This is cultivating the mind."

Lin Junbi stared down at the chessboard which was not a chess record, lost in thought.

"Yo Yo Luming, the artemisia of the wild food, the apples of the wild food. I have fine wine, play the sheng and drum springs, but unfortunately there are no guests."

Cui Dongshan put away his eyes from looking at the earth, turned his head to look at the sky, and said with a smile: "The guest on the mountain, Mr. Yunzhong, sees a bird passing by, and there is a big white."

On the top of the city, at this very moment, Lin Junbi followed the example of the "boy in white" and looked up.

That person is Cui Chan who wrote "Colorful Clouds".

His chess strength is even higher than that of Cui Chan back then.

The young man in white put away the chess pot and the chessboard, and after getting up, he said the last sentence to Lin Junbi, "I teach you this to tell you that it's meaningless to calculate people's hearts, and it's no use. It's no use."