Sword of Coming

In the wild world, there is a golden green city.

A pavilion with eight pointed sides and a plaque reading "Yue Mei".

The sky is leaky and the moon is sparse and bright, and the earth is biased by the wind.

A middle-aged scribe in a green shirt and a jasper crown clenched his fist lightly, holding two chess pieces, black and white, in his palm, making a creaking sound.

Following the thoughts of this guest monk from Jin Cuicheng City, visions and phenomena arose in this pavilion, but there was no trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowing out of the pavilion.

First, a string of golden words floated up. How about the first sentence, the second sentence, and the third sentence?

Soon, because of these dozen words, there was a burst of thunder in the pavilion. The blue brick ground was like land, and the blue brick lines were like water patterns, creating huge waves.

What a secret heart seal of the Zen lineage of Buddhism. Do you want to know the style of my family? Thunderbolts thundered in the blue sky and waves formed on the land.

On one of the green bricks that looked like a continent of mountains, rivers, and land, the storm suddenly stopped. In the clear sky, it seemed that two monks as small as mustard seeds were climbing up. A master and a disciple joined hands to climb the mountain. The young monks looked solemn and solemn. , I asked the teacher who usually teaches people to walk in the Bird Way. How is the Bird Way without trial? The old monk strode like a meteor, walking as fast as flying, walking on the steep mountain road as if he were walking on flat ground. When he heard the words, he smiled and said four words, but he didn't meet anyone. On the way to the mountain, the two monks came across the list of books carved on the cliff next to the road. They all had only one word: ancestor, yes, dear, Pu, Yao. Seeing the words one by one was like passing a test, without any pause. The young monk suddenly asked what is the true face? Unexpectedly, the old monk replied again, "I can't do the bird way." The young monk remained silent. The old monk suddenly shouted, "How can he be a Buddha?" The young monk slowly replied that Bingding boy came to ask for fire. The old monk said again, good words, Bing and Ding belong to fire, use fire to seek fire, but it is a pity that it has not been completed yet, you can say more and see. The mountain under the feet of the two monks is actually made up of hundreds of millions of texts in the Zhengdao and Xudaozang. Outside the cliffs of this "Dao Mountain", birds suddenly cut through the sky, fluttering their wings and circling the mountain. The green mountain began to rotate at the same time, and finally the rotating mountain and the flying birds seemed to be still, hence the name "The Spur of an Arrow". But when it couldn't stop, the two monks who climbed high and didn't realize that the mountain was turning suddenly saw that the flying birds outside the mountain were like suspended arrows. arrows. The young monk was silent, the old monk sighed, and there was a lump under the eaves. The young monk suddenly understood and asked himself, "What is a Buddha?" Bingding boy came to ask for fire. The old monk nodded slightly, stamped his feet on the ground, and finally said with a smile, "Don't show off the stolen goods..."

After finally figuring out something that year, this middle-aged scribe who had been practicing Taoism in Jincuicheng for many years focused more on the vast sea of ​​sutras and laws of Buddhism.

Outside the pavilion, the female city lord of Jincui City came slowly. After stopping, she looked at it for a moment. Because the "sir" did not deliberately cover the scene, she was able to see the strange people inside the pavilion. When the "sir" Turning her head and looking at herself, she was very graceful, gave a blessing, smiled sweetly, and asked softly: "Sir, what are you doing?"

The city lord Qingjia, whose Taoist name is "Yuanhu", is a female cultivator from the demon clan in the immortal realm. She actually owns a robe of the rank of immortal soldier, "Water Refining", but in recent years, various celebrations have not been held in Jincui City. If so, she would wear the extremely simple green robe "banana leaf" and just put on a little light makeup.

The Qingke from Jincuicheng, whom Qingjia respectfully called "Sir", stood up and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do, just think about it and chat to relieve my boredom."

His surname was changed to Zheng, and he was a monk from a foreign country.

He has been a guest minister in Jincuicheng for nearly a hundred years. He lives in seclusion and rarely appears in public. Even the direct disciples of Qingjia have never known that there is such a strange person in Jincuicheng.

Gaizheng would occasionally travel quietly and never say hello to Qingjia, and she never stopped asking.

Qingjia looked sincere and said: "Sir, you don't have to care so much about red tape. The rules of the world are just rules and regulations set for us ordinary people. With your scholarly nature, why bother?"

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "When you go to a country, do as the Romans do. The etiquette cannot be discarded."

Qingjia sincerely praised: "Sir, you have a good temper in self-discipline."

The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said, "Only a scholar who has read a few books can be called sir."

When the teacher said it, it was actually earlier than the "scholars" in ancient times, and the meaning was greater, and it was comparable to the "Taoist priests".

Qingjia always stood obediently at the bottom of the steps of the pavilion and asked tentatively: "I don't have anything to ask sir today. Can I go and sit down in the pavilion?"

On the female cultivator's shoulders were a thrush and a flower girl named Weaver Girl. In private, Qingjia always addressed the guest whose pseudonym had been changed as "sir" without adding a surname.

What's more, the real owner of Jincuicheng is no longer her.

But the truth that makes Qingjia feel "fun" rather than scary the most is that unless she sees the gentleman in the pavilion with her own eyes, all her memories of this man will be like being locked up somewhere. Inside this house, as the owner, she does not have a key. The key is only in the hands of this gentleman.

Therefore, even she herself does not know this, so who in the entire wild world can know the truth?

Qingjia found it very interesting, like a young girl who had just started to have a love affair, hiding a secret that she didn't want to share with anyone.

Being able to manipulate the Taoist heart of an Immortal Realm monk seems to be completely controlled by applause. I am afraid that even a peak Ascension Realm monk would not dare to say that he can definitely do it. It is even more difficult to say that the other party is still willing to know this. It's unbelievable. And the female fairy "Yuanhu" of Jincuicheng is not a weak-minded person. She can protect hundreds of female cultivators and the entire Jincui City with just one immortal, and no ancestor can rely on her. She is not good at fighting by nature. Cuicheng, you can know that Yuanhu Taoist heart must be extremely tough.

The middle-aged scribe did not take away the vision of the pavilion and said with a smile: "Of course the guest is welcome."

Hearing this, Qingjia bit her lip and revealed a pair of extremely smart long autumn eyes, which were both resentful and charming. She climbed up the stairs, picked up the hem of her skirt, and entered the pavilion. Only then did she realize the vastness of the small pavilion. She carefully walked around some green tiles on the ground where Taoism lingered, and finally sat opposite the gentleman.

A famous female immortal, who is famous all over the world, is sitting upright at this moment, as if she is facing a school teacher.

After Qingjia sat down, he showed a somewhat ashamed look and mocked himself: "Sir, I spent my free time thinking about it, and the conclusion I came to may be that we dull people may not be able to understand it in our lifetime."

The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said: "Fellow Taoist Yuanhu is ridiculous. The more knowledge a person has, the greater the unknown he will face. An ordinary master lies in knowing what he knows, and a Taoist man lies in knowing what he does not know."

Qingjia was speechless.

The middle-aged scribe sat upright and had a warm smile, but in front of Qingjia, he was... as tall as a god.

There is no way, the person in front of me is Zheng Juzhong of Baidi City who dares to kill people in Tuoyue Mountain and can kill people at will in Tuoyue Mountain.

Qingjia wanted to speak but stopped.

As she said herself, she didn't intend to talk about anything serious, but when she entered the pavilion and sat face to face with Zheng Juzhong, it seemed that if she didn't say anything, she would feel a bit...wasted.

As for the two monks in the "small world" of the pavilion who continued to climb up and talk, Qingjia watched in vain and listened in vain. They didn't understand one thing at all, and the Tao was different.

Qingjia forcibly suppressed the thought in his mind and changed the topic. It was also a question that he had been curious about for a long time. "May I ask, sir, what do you think is really interesting?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "A lot."

For example, in a middle-rank blessed land, Zheng Juzhong once made a certain self start from scratch. From a weak scholar with no power to restrain a chicken, in just twenty years, he became an emperor who successfully assisted the emperor in unifying the world. strategist. At the same time, two new identities were added. One of them was a reckless man named Kusano who was extremely talented in martial arts and rose up. The other one became a Qi practitioner on the mountain with average cultivation qualifications. After coming down from the mountain, he became a political advisor.

Each of the three has a potential main line of thought, which leads the three to different paths. They are respectively responsible for three things: creation, destruction, and repair.

Zheng Juzhong looked down at the top of the mountain and suddenly said: "Fellow Yuanhu Taoist, it's time to make long-term plans for Jincui City."

Qingjia felt relieved and said in a deep voice: "Please sir, please give me some advice."

The situation of Jincuicheng in the wild world is similar to that of Jiuquan Sect.

The foundations of the two sects' prefixes are refining robes and brewing fairy brew.

In the eyes of the outside world, Jincuicheng was protected by Yang Zhi because he had helped Yang Zhi, the great demon of the old throne, to upgrade the black dragon robe to a higher level. The big demon rarely intrudes Jincui City, but that is not the whole truth. Yangzhi does have a favorable eye for Qingjia, but he still wants to annex it. As a cornucopia of wealth, the reason why it did not succeed is because of Qingjia. Yang Zhi insisted on his own opinion, and even said harsh words. Yang Zhi seemed to have some unknown concerns, so he did not have the same experience as Qing Jia. Anyway, the bitterness here was not enough for outsiders to understand.

Because Jincuicheng's robes have a high refining threshold and are difficult to mass-produce, the last time they attacked Haoran Tianxia, ​​several sects, including Jincuicheng and Xianhaan City, had to waste money to eliminate disasters and gave a large sum of immortal money. , and on the Jincuicheng side, the robes that had been stored in the secret warehouse for thousands of years were also emptied out and delivered to Jiazi Zhang at a discount.

Therefore, no monks appeared on the battlefield on the Sword Qi Great Wall and Jincui City. As for the city lord Qingjia, he only showed up during the ensuing discussion at Tuoyue Mountain and faced off from a distance with the group of monks Haoran who attended the meeting at the Confucian Temple. In fact, at that time, there were many people on the opposite side who carefully looked at the Jincuicheng female fairy. Of course, Or it was because of the "water refining" robe on her body that separated yin and yang from water, and had the aura of changing the sun and the moon, and changing the stars.

Zheng Juzhong glanced at the female immortal, nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist Taoist's suggestion is generally in the right direction."

Looking at the human heart and looking through memories is like flipping through a book.

Qingjia didn't feel any discomfort and just asked: "In your opinion, sir?"

The reason why Jincuicheng has been able to stand firm for thousands of years is that it has two so-called backers, namely Yangzhi in the light and Wild Peach Pavilion in the dark.

It's a pity that the old demon of the old throne stopped and failed to return to the wilderness. He was blocked by Liu Qi and was imprisoned by the Confucian Temple. Taoting had been a watchdog in the Hundred Thousand Mountains for many years. Now he has transformed into a world in Haoran. He became the young Taoist who became famous in Yuanyangzhu.

Therefore, one of the direct disciples of Tuoyue Mountain's great ancestor, the great demon Xinzhuang, who is also a female cultivator, had previously asked Jincuicheng to hand over all the secret techniques and Taoist secrets for refining the robe.

Jin Cuicheng has no room for bargaining. In exchange, Tuoyue Mountain allowed Jin Cuicheng to choose two places at will to build two lower sects.

But for Qingjia, what is the meaning of such flashy benefits? It's completely meaningless.

Even if a sect was established in Jincui City, it could not be defended. All the direct descendants in Jincui City were female cultivators. Apart from refining magic robes, they did not know how to fight with others.

So Taoting had secretly sent an extremely secret letter.

The general meaning is nothing more than a hint of Qingjia, moving the dead to move the living.

It would be better to move Jincuicheng to Haoran Tianxia and make a living there so that both parties can be taken care of. Taoting promised in the letter that when he got there, he would not dare to say that he would make Jincuicheng a better place. He would only say that he would maintain the current family business and ask for a sect title with the Confucian Temple.

To Taoting, Jincuicheng Qingjia was just a little girl, half of her own family.

Because if we go back further in Jincuicheng, there are two Taoist traditions, one is similar to the authentic legal tradition, and the other is a secret tradition of the side sect. Taoting and a certain evangelist with a hidden identity in Qingjia do have a lot of stories, and they cannot be called Taoist monks. To say she was a concubine would sound a bit harsher.

And Qingjia's preacher, who was not included in Jincuicheng's genealogy, once left a will and decree for Jincuicheng, saying that among the bright moon, there was an ancient existence named Qingjia who could be called Taishang Shizu according to his seniority, but When will I see this Patriarch? The exact date may not be known, so I just have to wait patiently.

Qingjia originally thought that Jin Cuicheng could have a towering backer, but as a result, the bright moon in the sky was directly moved by the lingering sword cultivators of the Great Sword Qi Wall to Qingming Tianxia, ​​which made Qingjia dumbfounded. How can she recognize her ancestors? I am just disappointed, but also a little relieved. After all, there is already a Mr. Zheng in Jincui City who I am willing to trust with life and death. That is enough. I really want that long-standing ancestor to return to the world and come to Jincui City again. , maybe it will be a disaster instead.

The Great Li Dynasty, on the battlefield of Aquarius Continent, once searched for all the robes from Jincui City, but unfortunately they failed to capture a few direct monks from Jincui City who were proficient in refining skills.

Three hundred years ago, the city lord Yuanhu became a fairy.

Except Yang Zhi attended the ceremony in person. Taoting also sneaked out of Shiwandashan.

There are clear records of this in the secret files of the summer palace.

It is obvious that the situation between Haoran Tianxia and Barbarian Tianxia is already in a tense situation, and a war may break out at any time. As for Jincuicheng, if it were not for Mr. Zheng, there is actually no choice at all. Either take the initiative to rely on Tuoyue Mountain, or be defeated by Haoran Tianxia. Break through and become a prisoner.

Qingjia found that this gentleman seemed a little absent-minded, so she did not dare to disturb him and waited patiently for the next chapter.

Zheng Juzhong came to his senses quickly and just said something concise and concise to her, "It's nothing more than replacing the new makeup of Tuoyue Mountain with the Chinese Confucian Temple. Jin Cuicheng offered to halve the price, go to Fuyao Continent to take root, and then go to other continents. Similar to Aaizhou, choose a site as the next sect."

Qingjia obviously had no objections to this and did not look surprised. There were only a few wild sects that could adapt to the vast land and water, and Jin Cui City happened to be one of them. She asked cautiously: "How to move all the belongings in Jin Cui City? What else? Choose a monk?"

Zheng Juzhong said: "Just follow me."

Probably because he was worried that the other party would not understand, Zheng Juzhong smiled and explained: "I have refined the entire Jincui City into a natal object. In order to hide it from Tuoyue Mountain and not expose my feet and harm fellow Taoist Yuanhu Lake, in this matter It really took me a lot of time."

The reason why Zheng Juzhong was distracted just now was because he was thinking about something that was thousands of miles away from the discussion between the two parties.

As for this matter, Zheng Juzhong only talked to Cui Han.

The views of both sides are similar. There are spiritual beings, under the leadership of cultivators, paving roads and building bridges to go to the outer world. This is a visible way out to the naked eye. Those outer stars must be used as bridges or "sect enclaves". As long as the chessboard is big enough, it can get rid of the battle of victory and defeat and reduce the internal consumption of the entire established world. It may be that the human race is the leader and sincerely cooperates with the monks of all races to choose livable places and multiply in those stars outside the sky...

However, it is not enough to just have this road to the sky, which is temporarily difficult to say whether it is a new "way out" or an old "way back". Just in case, an unprecedented path must be used to "go inward". Letting all sentient beings in the world have another way of living is a retreat that must be planned in advance.

Xiuhu Cui Chan exhausted his knowledge and finally made a porcelain man, just to prove this "what if" terrible accident with Zheng Juzhong and the founder of the three religions.

A ready-made example is right in front of you. You three can't just turn a blind eye.

Zheng Juzhong is certain that if the human race fails to find a way out and fails to find a retreat that can protect itself, sooner or later, it will be destroyed by itself.

Just like the once aloof gods, they destroyed all living beings on earth created by their own hands.

Everything we dare not admit to ourselves.

It's just a trapped beast wandering in a cage, or a god sitting high in the hall.

The vast majority of the so-called enlightened people have no idea about the so-called establishment of a religion and calling them ancestors. The root of establishing a religion is just what you want to do and what you ask for by calling yourself an ancestor.

The eyes are no longer high, and the hands are naturally lower. They are destined to be unable to reach "that curtain".

In the pavilion, a man was thinking about the life and death of Jincui City.

One is considering the life and death of all sentient beings.

Maybe that's the difference.

No wonder Taoist Priest Sun from Xuandu Guan would say with a smile that the gap between people is greater than the gap between people and pigs.

Zheng Juzhong waved his sleeves, put away the vision in the pavilion, bent his fingers, and lightly tapped the pavilion pillars.

Woodwork in the world is based on tenon and tenon joints.

At Home Portal. Studying abroad. Practice in the mountains.

What can we rely on to connect people's hearts with each other?

Zheng Juzhong stood up and said with a smile: "We are all a light, flickering between heaven and earth."

Words and deeds work together as a tenon, and people's hearts work together as a lamp.

Build a house and huddle together for warmth.

After that, Zheng Juzhong took the lead to walk out of Yuemei Pavilion and took Qingjia for a walk in Jincui City. During the heavy snow season, the palaces and pavilions in Jincui City were extremely magnificent, as beautiful as glass.

Qing Jia, who was following Zheng Juzhong, was unable to perform Taoist magic, so he hid his figure together. In what looked like a palace hall, there was a girl with a spiritual snake bun, standing on tiptoes, stretching her waist, holding a A long pole was used to hit the ice, and there was a sound of a string of broken jade falling to the ground. The laughter of the girls was as gentle as the songs of orioles.

After walking out of the palace, Zheng Juzhong took Qingjia to a moat outside Jincui City. The river was wide and frozen under the bridge, with many children running and playing on it.

Zheng Juzhong walked upstream along the river and came to a riverside embankment. His feet were made of long and thin stones, which were piled up densely all over the place. Glutinous rice slurry was poured into the gaps between the stones, and then they were tamped hard with iron curiums and tenons. Like the layers of fish scales, and like the skinny bones of an old man.

Zheng Juzhong has been curious over the years, how Qi Jingchun did it in Lizhu Cave, and what Qi Jingchun saw.

What really makes Zheng Juzhong find it interesting is that someone has done something that no matter how hard he tries, he still can't do it. There are big and small differences in things, but in Zhengju Center, there is not necessarily a difference between high and low. If a grain of snow on the mountain costs money, and suddenly it can only be converted into a hundred taels of silver at the bottom of the mountain, what will happen to the world? Another example is that all three kinds of fairy money suddenly disappeared without a trace in the world. How will the situation develop?

I heard that when Cui Chan was young, there was a family elder who was not allowed to read novels about rivers and lakes and novels about talented men and beautiful women.

And Cui Han was not allowed to play chess, because he felt that smart people were easily obsessed with this way, wasting their good time in vain, delaying their studies, and not doing their proper work.

Qingjia turned to look at Mr. Zheng. After a moment, she laughed to herself and plucked up the courage to ask: "Sir, what do you think of love between men and women? With all due respect, has Mr. ever had a woman he liked?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and shook his head.

Qingjia has never had a Taoist partner in her life, and she doesn't feel the need to find a Taoist partner. However, she has a direct disciple who is extremely doting on her. Following her best friend, the direct descendant of a family in Da Yao Guan Lane, they Then a group of female cultivators who were familiar with each other were summoned to ride on a well-established chariot. The group of Yingying Yanyan, who had their own backgrounds, traveled north together to the Sword Qi Great Wall. It is said that they failed to reach the top of the city, but they failed. I saw the young hidden official in the bright red robe from a distance. The chariot was also hit by a thunder spell, so the trip was not in vain.

Successfully met the young hidden official who was famous all over the world.

They were so excited that they had exactly the same look and feel.

Just two words, so handsome!

After returning to his hometown, the direct descendant of Qingjia became obsessed with life and death, as if he was possessed by a demon.

Zheng Juzhong looked calm and said: "A person who loves lust is like holding a torch and walking against the wind. He will surely burn his hands."

Qingjia didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Zheng Juzhong walked slowly. Previously, his other self and Sui Chugong Wu Shuangjiang did meet at the Taoji Ferry.

The vast world is Baidi City, and the Qing Ming world is getting rid of the palace every year.

They are both recognized as the two places with the strongest control over the sect. All the monks respect their respective sect masters like gods.

At that time, Zheng Juzhong said straight to the point: "Palace Master Wu should not have come so early."

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said: "Ignore the steamer."

But since Wu Shuangjiang is still here, it means that Xiuhu has begun to close the net to some extent. Zheng Juzhong will take action once as agreed in advance.

At that time, Wu Shuangjiang looked at the sky on the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall, where a bright moon was being dragged to the Qingming world, and asked casually: "It seems like you can't fight?"

Zheng Juzhong said: "Because Chen Ping'an is still not cruel enough."

In the end, Chen Pingan's choice was not too surprising.

Lu Chen, Bai Yujing's third master, almost died at the hands of a dead man.

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Qingming Tianxia, ​​in the center of heaven and earth, there is a mountain with the peak of leap moon.

After parting ways with Lin Jiangxian on the mountain road, Bixiao Cave Master left Qi Gu alone. He took his direct disciple Wang Yuanlu, who had just come here to worship at the top of the mountain, and the Shaohuo Taoist named Jinjing, and left the Leap Moon Peak together. A simple dojo in the bright moon.

As a gift for accepting a disciple, the old Taoist priest took out a palm-sized pocket model of the palace and threw it to Wang Yuanlu. He glanced at the little Taoist boy and said, "This place belongs to Wang Yuanlu, Jinjing. As long as Wang Yuanlu has no objection, you can do it in the future." Practice alchemy inside."

As for the apprenticeship ceremony, Wang Yuanlu was of course eager to avoid the red tape on the mountain.

Wang Yuanlu took over the "Immortal Palace Ruins" of unknown origin with both hands. There is no doubt that it is extremely rare.

The little Taoist boy obeys the master's decree carefully and does not dare to complain. Everyone has his own destiny. If you can't envy him, why should you envy him... Damn, I'm so greedy when I look at him.

The old Taoist priest ignored the two guys who had their own thoughts and walked into the house on his own. He just let Jin Jing continue to stare at the fire of the elixir in the stove, and asked him to teach Wang Yuanlu an alchemy secret. How much can he teach? How much you learn depends on your ability.

Wang Yuanlu put the heavy treasure into his sleeve, put it in the bag for safekeeping, and then asked: "Brother Jinjing, can you tell me the origin of this thing?"

Seeing that "senior brother", the little Taotong rolled his eyes and said, "Have you heard a word?"

As a result, after waiting for a long time without waiting for the next step, Wang Yuanlu was completely confused.

The little Taoist boy then swaggered across the threshold, sat on the bench next to the alchemy furnace, and said with a smile: "There is an old saying, the dragon hides in the Lu water pit, and the fire helps the Sun Palace. Do you understand?"

Wang Yuanlu squatted aside, shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."

The little Taoist boy sneered: "A frog in a well!"

Wang Yuanlu smiled and did not refute. It was hard to say who was the frog in the well.

The little Taoist boy continued: "According to legend, he is one of the five supreme beings in ancient times..."

Having said this, the little Taoist boy quickly stopped talking and pointed at the ceiling, "The Lushuikeng is the summer palace of the ancient water god. It can only be regarded as one of them. But whose territory is this Sun Palace? You can I guess it is of a higher rank than the Lushui Pit. It is said that it was once one of the places where swords were made. The monks outside knew nothing and only spread rumors. They all said it was smashed, but in fact it was there. My master keeps it here, it is a very good treasure, it ranks among my master's... top five possessions, if you get it, you can enjoy it secretly."

Wang Yuanlu sighed with emotion: "Senior Brother Jinjing knows so much."

The little Taoist boy stared at the flames of the alchemy furnace, his young face shining brightly in the firelight, curled his lips and said, "It's useless."

Wang Yuanlu held up his sleeves with his hands and said softly: "It's much better than useless."

The little Taoist boy was furious when he heard this, mistakenly thinking that the other party was saying weird things to ridicule him, but when he turned around, he saw a sincere face with sadness.

Qingming Tianxia, ​​Ganzhou, the palace is removed every year.

In the viewing pavilion of a palace built at the highest point in the mountain, four people met for a drink.

They are currently circulating a booklet written by the Palace Master himself, in small regular script, recording in detail the customs and customs of the Colorful World.

Here, you can see both the Stork Tower and the mainstay in the middle of the river outside the Stork Tower, which is actually a Xielong Stone.

They are all "old-timers" of the Stork Inn. In the past, there was an unknown Stork Inn, which had been open for two or three hundred years on the upside-down mountain on the other side of Haoran Tianxia. A small inn, with a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, two immortals ascending to heaven, plus two jade porcelains. In addition to the young shopkeeper, the four inn cooks and busboys all have the pseudonym Nian, and they all travel the vast world in the form of Yin gods. Among them, the "girl" whose pseudonym is Nian Chuangjiang is the legitimate daughter of the palace owner Wu Shuangjiang, and her nickname is "Dengzhu".

And that young shopkeeper was Bai Luo, nicknamed Xiaobai by Wu Shuangjiang. Sui Chugong is the second-in-command who truly has full authority to handle general affairs.

At this moment, except Bai Luo, the watcher of the year, the other four are all here.

Zhang Yuanbo, the immortal named Dragon in the Cave, was a white-haired old man with rosacea. He gently threw the finished book to the flirting Taoist couple at the table next door.

After practicing, he had nothing to do. If he gave this old man a pot of wine and a dish of food and wine, he could drink it all day long.

It's like taking a sip of wine from the bowl and spitting a big gulp back into the bowl.

There were three plates of wine on the table. He took a sip, squinted his eyes intoxicated, and trembled.

In the past, Zhang Yuanbo's dojo was located on the Xielong Stone. Later, when Cheng Quan, a sword cultivator, came, Zhang Yuanbo took the initiative to move the site, without having to discuss matters in the Ancestral Master Hall. If such trivial matters require the trouble of the palace master to decide, Chuan Yuanbo You can go out without being laughed at by outsiders.

The lady on the mountain, Yu Chou, stretched out her hand to catch the booklet with a serious look on her face. She flipped through the book like flying, the pages making a clattering sound. Although she could read quickly, she didn't dare to miss a single word.

After all, it was written by the palace owner himself.

At the beginning, the three thousand Taoist officials in the Qingming world entered the colorful world. Nominally, Bai Yujing only has a thousand people, which is still more than half of the number, more than four hundred people.

But in fact, Bai Yujing's Tianjun Immortal Officials are not a few who are spreading their branches outside. They are inextricably linked. In fact, if we take a broad view, Bai Yujing's Taoist Officials still account for almost half of the places.

This man's mountain Taoist companion is named Xie Chun Tiao. She is a strong woman with a very...unfair appearance. She likes to drink strong wine and talk dirty words.

Xie Chun Tiao wore a green bamboo hairpin on his head and drank in silence.

As for the Taoist monk around him, he likes to be frivolous, and he is simply reincarnated as a pervert.

For a Taoist, that kind of fight in bed is nonsense, but since he is a Taoist, let him do whatever he wants.

The man handed the booklet to the Taoist monk next to him, and he did not forget to squeeze the woman's white wrist gently. As a result, Xie Chuntiao took the booklet with one hand and threw it on the woman's head with the other, beating the man almost to the ground. Spin in circles.

Zhang Yuanbo frowned and said: "How come at this juncture, seven or eight years earlier than expected, a list of ten people in the world suddenly appeared?"

Yu Chou said with a smile: "You can do whatever you want. I'm not on the list anyway, so it's none of my business."

Xie Chuntiao said while reading: "The key is that the Immortal Staff Sect has stated that this list is not their handiwork at all, which is very mysterious."

The "girl" whose pseudonym is Nian Chuangjiang is Wu Shuangjiang's legitimate daughter, and her real name is Wu Tao. It's just that the name seems to be a bit of a disadvantage.

Because the homophones are not particularly beautiful, dirty, misunderstanding, no regrets...

When the Yin God traveled together, they spanned two worlds. They were not complete souls. Both the real body and the Yang God stayed in the Sui Chu Palace.

Of course, the palace master Wu Shuangjiang used some kind of secret method to protect them. Otherwise, with their realm, the Yin Shen would not be able to stay on the side of Daoxuan Mountain for so long, and each of them could still continue to practice.

A small and exquisite rattle hangs around the waist of a young female cultivator. The drum head is painted with complicated painting techniques and is sewn with dragon skin. The peach wood handle is hung with a glazed orb hung by a red thread.

With the girl's cultivation level, it is an item that she has refined as a natal object, but it can't completely conceal the aura of treasure. From this, it can be seen that this small drum is not only an important treasure of the rank of an immortal soldier, but also one of the most important treasures among the immortal soldiers. , they are all destined to be superior. Every year on New Year's Eve in the Suichu Palace, there is the old custom of burning lamps and candles and beating drums to drive away the ghosts of plague and plague. The person responsible for these two things is Wu Tao.

When Wu Tao was at the Stork Inn, he used the pseudonym Nian Chuanghua.

It was because when she was young, she once stayed up late with her father.

Wu Shuangjiang likes to read miscellaneous books, especially those literati notes about anecdotes. Wu Tao once heard his father say something in a book.

People inside the window wrote on the window paper and put stickers on it. I looked at it outside the window and it was very good.

Maybe I saw it in a book, or maybe it was inspired by my thoughts, who knows.

Wu Tao said: "I'll ask my father later?"

Yu Chou quickly shook his head, "Wu Tao, restrain yourself. You must restrain yourself. Don't let us get punished by the palace master."

In the past three hundred years, the ten people in Qing Ming Tianxia have changed very little, and almost all of them are old people.

Bai Yujing's side occupied the top three seats without any objection. The first master taught Kou Ming, the second master taught Yu Dou, and the third master taught Lu Chen.

The fourth is the old master of the Huayang Palace in Difei Mountain, Gao Gu with the Taoist name "Juyue".

Fifth, Xuandu watched Sun Huaizhong. Sixth, Yashan Lin Jiangxian is the only pure martial artist on the list.

The next few are all old faces with resounding names and slogans.

Others like Sui Chugong Wu Shuangjiang, the female founder of the two Jingshan Mountains, and Chaoge whose Taoist name is "Overlook", because they have been in seclusion for too long, have been rated, and have withdrawn from the list of the top ten in the world.

As for Wuzhou, the years of seclusion are even longer. This Sansun crown with the Taoist name "Taiyin" was almost completely forgotten by the Qingming world.

Regarding the ten people in the world in the past, except for four people, the various rankings were still controversial among the spectators. These four people were of course the three Bai Yujing masters, plus Taoist Master Sun from Xuandu Temple.

But this time, I don’t know who made the list, the latest top ten in the world.

Full of mystery, even an undercurrent... murderous intent!

The person at the top of the list is Bai Yujing, the second headmaster Yu Dou.

Second, Bai Yujing Sanjiao, Nanhua City City Lord Lu Chen.

Third, the dojo is temporarily located in the bright moon of the Bixiao Cave Master.

Fourth, her ancestral home is Yongzhou, she is a casual cultivator and a teacher, and her daughter is crowned in Wuzhou.

Fifth, Qizhou, the master of Xuandu Temple, Sun Huaizhong.

Sixth, Ruzhou, the Red Gold Dynasty, Yashan Linjiangxian. The best martial artist in the world.

Seventh, Wu Shuang descended on the palace.

Eighth, Youzhou, Huayang Palace in Difei Mountain, Gaogu. The best alchemy master in the world.

Ninth, Bingzhou, Qingshen Dynasty, elegant prime minister Yao Qing.

The tenth is a tie between two people. The female crown of the Taoist temple in Xuandu named "Empty Mountain", the grandson of the king. Leap Moon Peak is pure martial arts and hard work.

There are ten other candidates. But compared to the first ten people, the spectators are no longer interested.

First of all, in this list of ten people, there is no longer the name of Bai Yujing’s great master!

This is already enough shocking news, it is not an exaggeration to say it is a bolt from the blue.

Secondly, the reappearance of Wuzhou is tantamount to confirming her fourteenth realm. It is not surprising that she squeezed out Gao Gu's position, but why Gao Gu did not follow closely behind? Could it be that Xuandu Guansun's arms are untouchable? Has the fifth person really become an iron rule in the world of Qing Ming? Or... Guanzhu Sun has actually reached the fourteenth realm? Xuanduguan is from the lineage of Taoist Sword Immortals, but Sun Huaizhong is a pure sword cultivator at the 14th level? !

In addition, in addition to Daozhang Sun, Xuanduguan now has an additional senior sister, Wang Sun. And who doesn't know about the feud between Xuanduguan and Bai Yujing? Is it possible?

Just as Xie Chuntiao was about to return the booklet to Wu Tao, the latter shook his head and said, "You can just keep it."

Zhang Yuanbo remembered something, pinched his chin, and asked doubtfully: "When Mrs. Gui temporarily regretted her decision and did not come to Qingming Tianxia with us, did she already sense that something was wrong here?"

Yu Chou thought of the graceful Mrs. Gui and her mother-in-law's coquettish charm, but they were completely different. The man couldn't help laughing, but he immediately received an elbow from Xie Chuntiao, which made the man break into cold sweat on the forehead. .

Xie Chuntiao sighed for no reason: "I still can't believe that that young man can become a hidden official and can also carve characters on the city wall."

The clear eyes of the young man carrying the sword back then are really memorable.

The former sword-carrying boy, later the last hidden official, was a regular patron of the inn.

When I visited Daixuan Mountain twice, I stayed at the Stork Inn at the end of the alley, which was very popular.

Zhang Yuanbo nodded with a smile and glanced at Wu Tao, "I think Dong's talisman looks good."

Wu Tao just pretended not to hear the implication.

When Daoxuanshan returned to the Qingming world, Dong Huafu and Yan Zhuo once followed Cheng Quan to the Sui Chu Palace and browsed the scenery of the Sui Chu Palace together. It was a beautiful scenery that could not be seen in vain, and it did not cost him a single copper coin. During this period, they met the "girl Pianzi" whose Taoist name was Dengzhu. She was an accomplished Taoist, she looked young, and she spoke to them both in a strange way.

It's a pity that I met the ancestor.

Wu Tao really couldn't scold that Dong Heitan.

The biggest fear when quarreling is that you don't understand what the other person is saying.

Fortunately, neither party took action and just arranged a fight.

She disliked the fact that the two outsiders were not of a high level and were guests of the palace at the end of the year, so she did not have the same experience as them.

But Wu Tao still doesn't know clearly. The fight was arranged by Dong Huafu on behalf of Chen Ping'an and had nothing to do with Dong Huafu.

On the Xielong Stone, Wu Shuangjiang came here in person.

Wu Shuangjiang chatted with the young-looking Nalan Shaowei about cultivation practices, and in the end only Cheng Quan was left, walking along the riverside with the palace master.

As the leader of the sixteen traveling sword cultivators on the Sword Qi Great Wall, the old Yuanying Cheng Quan was carrying a sword box wrapped in cotton cloth, which contained a natal lamp belonging to Nalan Shaowei.

Cheng Quan joined the Zushitang Shanshui Genealogy in Suichugong, but he was not awarded the ultimatum and never received the official Taoist ultimatum. This means that the old sword cultivator is not yet a Taoist official.

The dragon-breaking stone under the feet of both parties should have migrated with the water and would not have taken root anywhere for a long time. However, Wu Shuangjiang personally imposed several restrictions and forcibly detained him here.

In fact, apart from the value of the Xielong Stone itself, Wu Shuangjiang's move was not cost-effective. It was a loss-making business. If it were placed in other sects and Taoist temples, a circular river might be dug out, allowing a Xielong Stone to drift with the current. Being able to continuously increase water transportation is a long-lasting benefit. It's just that Sui Chugong has a profound background, and Wu Shuangjiang has done many acts of squandering natural resources, not least of which is this one.

In history, there are a total of four Xielong Stones. One was completely shattered in the battle between water and fire, one was later refined into a natal object by an ancient immortal, and the other was once regarded by Mrs. Dandan of Lushui Keng. For the forbidden boulder in the sea. Finally, there is the dojo called Suichu Palace.

Rumors are just rumors.

The Taoist companion of the former palace master Wu Shuangjiang, she had mediocre Taoist qualifications and liked to collect rare treasures from all over the world. Wu Shuangjiang took her to travel around the world, and all the things she liked would be brought back to the New Year's Eve Palace by Wu Shuangjiang.

After Cheng Quan learned about the series of deeds, he asked tentatively: "Palace Master Wu, do you have any landscape paintings that you can take a look at?"

Wu Shuangjiang stopped and saw water mist rising in the river outside Xielong Stone. The river was like a mirror. In the water pattern scroll, only a crazy female cultivator could be seen, laughing wildly and raising a She patted her head as her rotten arm fell like ashes.

She was so upset that she went crazy and threatened to kill her, which would be an extra military achievement. However, she actually asked the young official to kill the culprit and destroy Tuoyue Mountain...

Then there was a golden thunder and lightning, which beat the body of the immortal female cultivator into powder.

Since the scroll had its head and tail cut off, Cheng Quan looked confused as to what was going on.

As for the great demon in the Immortal Realm, Cheng Quan certainly recognized him. The female nun named Fanlu was once the leader of a sect in the wild world.

It seems that she can only rely on a life-extending lamp to lose part of her soul and then borrow a corpse to resurrect the soul. But this is the lowest form of corpse exhumation. After all, demon monks are far more powerful than human Qi practitioners. Pay attention to the "true body". Many techniques and the fundamentals of the Dao are closely related to the real body. Therefore, the demon monks fell far more than the human monks.

What's more, even if you can start over, it will be difficult to follow the same old path of practice in your previous life. Since you can't follow the old path familiarly, how can your future practice be smooth?

Therefore, for any sect in the wild world, every time a life-extending lamp is enshrined in the ancestral hall, it is almost a business that is destined to lose money.

Even if the sect leader can rely on the life-extending lamp, the next step is often a change of dynasty without any suspense.

Although Cheng Quan couldn't figure out the joints, it didn't stop Lao Jianxiu from smiling.

Being beheaded in Tuoyue Mountain is just like a Taoist official being hacked to death in Baiyujing, or a Confucian monk being beaten by outsiders in the Chinese Confucian Temple.

Happy and happy.

As expected, our Lord Yin Guan is still as compassionate as ever!

Wu Shuangjiang smiled and said, "It's true that I feel aggrieved. If Fan Lu had been upright and fought with the young Yin Guan, he wouldn't have died so useless. It's just that this battle at Tuoyue Mountain was too weird, just like the founding disciple of the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain." , the culprit, joined forces with Chen Ping'an to kill this group of monks from the upper five realms of the wilderness who stayed in Tuoyue Mountain as guests."

Cheng Quan was shocked and said: "This group?! It's not just the old witch Fanlu?"

Wu Shuangjiang nodded and said, "More."

The old swordsman laughed loudly, "It's true that I didn't fight back when I had an argument with Mr. Yin Guan."

Wu Shuangjiang laughed it off.

The old swordsman was filled with emotions.

This Lord Yin Guan really never disappoints.

Wu Shuangjiang suddenly smiled and asked: "Cheng Quan, who do you hate most in your life?"

Cheng Quan was silent.

Of course I will hate a lot, just those monster beasts, can you count them?

But the person Cheng Quan hates the most is himself.

I hate that my swordsmanship is so poor in this life. I hate myself for being so cowardly that I even dared to scold Dong Sangen and Qi Tingji. As for the old deaf children, they are not worthy of Cheng Quan's waste of spit. But such a number one swordsman, in this life, he dare not even say the word "like". .

Some things don't wait for anyone.

Some people don't wait for anyone either.

Cheng Quan looked sad.

Wu Shuangjiang said: "Sword repair Huiting of Hongye Sword Sect, you must remember it, right?"

Cheng Quan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

Cheng Quan and his best friend Zhao Gezhen once had a private agreement that if Huiting could not be cut into pieces next time Huiting appeared on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, both parties would be treated as mute from now on. It's a pity that Huiting's natal flying sword "Zifen" was broken on the battlefield a hundred years ago. After falling, he recuperated in the sect and did not participate in the last battle.

Wu Shuangjiang said: "There is another scroll, take a look at it yourself."

It turned out that it was to kill the Nascent Soul Sword Master Huiting of Hongye Sword Sect.

Chen Pingan let go of a demon monk in the Immortal Realm. Of course, the latter's vitality was seriously damaged after the battle at Tuoyue Mountain.

Huiting chose to exchange his life for a life for a demon clan immortal who had never been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

On that battlefield, the sword light fell straight down and chopped off Huiting's head, breaking everything into two on the spot. Then an unparalleled sword light swept across and cut it in half.

Then use a suspended thunder bureau to slowly refine the monk's soul with the Five Thunder Method.

The most terrifying thing is that in the dazzling thunder bureau with endless Taoist charm, there are two golden characters that have been forcibly peeled off, which are the real names of Huiting's demon clan.

A brutal killing that can send chills down the spine of onlookers and make their hair stand on end.

There are many wars in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. On the battlefield, there are tragic scenes and endless ruthless methods.

Just talking about Mi Yu, Nalan Caihuan, Qi Shou, these sword cultivators, in the eyes of the wild monster clan, are they nothing good?

And the reason why this picture makes people feel even more uncomfortable is because the person who did it was Chen Pingan.

But Cheng Quan is definitely an exception.

Absolutely nothing feels wrong.

Wu Shuangjiang put away the secret technique, and the scroll disappeared with the water.

Just like that, life is impermanent, and people are everywhere.

Wu Shuangjiang went to Guanque Tower.

Old Jianxiu thanked Palace Master Wu, and then walked alone by the river, with a relaxed expression and a carefree smile, which is what Lord Yin Guan can do.

In the past, when they were fighting side by side on top of the wall, they could not scold the young hidden official.

As soon as the old man turned around, he seemed to be in tears before he could even restrain his smile.

careless.

Inside Stork Tower.

Wu Shuangjiang gradually climbed up to the top floor. The door opened by itself and he walked into a room.

In the history of Qing Ming Tianxia, ​​Sui Chu Gong was always a barely second-rate sect until Wu Shuangjiang appeared. He raised Sui Chu Gong to the top sect in the world entirely by his own efforts.

In addition to Wu Shuangjiang's extremely high attainments in Taoism, it can be said that he regards all bottlenecks as nothing, but what really makes Wu Shuangjiang fearful among monks all over the world is his unique ability to preach and teach.

Therefore, in Sui Chu palace, Wu Shuangjiang was famous for speaking the truth.

In the house, in addition to Bai Luo, the watcher of the year, there was also Gao Ping, a Taoist official who was in charge of literature and literature.

There are three more people. One just looked at a Taoist official who was about the same age as Gao Ping. He had a very heroic face in his youth. His pseudonym was Huan Jing and his Taoist name was "Wu Jing".

There was also an old man who was nicknamed "The Great Talker" in private, whose pseudonym was Chang You. He didn't flinch when he saw the Master of the Palace of Sui Chu who had crossed the threshold.

The last one is a ghost immortal with an incomplete soul, his surname is Yang, but he has already separated from his master and family, and has been in seclusion in Suizhi Palace for many years. This is the first time he has left the dojo.

Wu Shuangjiang was the first to sit cross-legged and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

Outside the Stork Tower, the clouds and water are flowing, and I share your sorrow.

In the Stork Tower, there are many heroes and strategists who are worthy of sitting together.

Some people seem to exist only in books.

Then some people seemed to have stepped out of the book.

And this book is called Martial Temple.

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Haoran Tianxia, ​​Tongyezhou, Demon Town Tower.

The vision of heaven and earth with mountains, rivers and gods offering incense together outside the building gradually dissipated.

Among them, one stick of water incense and one stick of mountain incense came respectively from an old man from Shujian Lake, who was the imitator of Bai Yujing, and from Chunyang Taoist Lu Yan.

"Now that I have made a decision about the merits that those senior brothers left for you, I still have to remind you."

The Holy Master smiled and joked: "If all your merits are gone, there will be no rewards if you do it out of selfish motives, so don't take any chances."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Without saying a word, Chen Ping'an sacrificed the "Little Fengdu" that was not his natal flying sword, "I'd like to ask the Holy Master to help open the restriction."

The Holy Master is not surprised either. A young man who can't even embroider a tiger to break the Taoist heart has a bright mind, so it's not surprising.

But he was not in a hurry to take action. The Holy Master asked with a smile for no reason: "Isn't it outrageous that a Taoist cultivator still doesn't have a Taoist title?"

It was rare for Chen Ping'an to smile awkwardly. He couldn't say to the Holy Master that he was extremely good at naming just because there were so many candidates for the title, but because there were so many that he didn't know how to choose, right?

The Holy Master asked again: "When you go to Qingming World in the future, have you decided on a pseudonym?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned and shook his head, "I haven't thought about it yet."

As for pseudonyms, there are quite a few, including Chen Haoren from Luzhou in Beiju, Cao Mo from Tongyezhou, and Dou Yi from Colorful World. As for Qingming Tianxia, ​​there is!

But the Holy Master smiled and said: "It's good that you know it yourself. There is no need to tell me, so as not to reveal the secret."

Then the Holy Master stretched out his hand and twisted the flying sword with two fingers. There was no need for Qingtong to open the ban on the Demon Suppressing Tower. He just gently threw the flying sword outside the Demon Suppressing Tower and turned it into a slender thread. The flowing firefly flew thousands of miles away in an instant and disappeared in the night.

Suddenly, like countless stars gradually falling into the wilderness of the world, the lights are brilliant, lighting up one after another on the earth, gradually becoming denser, as if there are hundreds of thousands of billions, shining and coming, countless. In that dilapidated city, in that deserted wilderness, if there is a little fluorescent light, it is like a person walking alone with a lamp in a trance, or someone who seems to be accompanied by a pair of lamps. They are all lonely souls who have no place to be buried and can only wander in the wilderness. Ghost, there are those densely lit places, the broken mountains and rivers of Tongye Continent, where no one collects the waste tents, and the broken flags are returned to the horses, the large and small battlefield sites, and in the endless dilapidated cities, are the complex The empress of the country still had no time to attend the water and land ceremony, and the souls of the dead could not be commemorated, but the ghost spirits gathered together and had deep obsessions. After death, they still hoped to protect the various heroic spirits in the mountains and rivers, wearing broken armor, and the lights gathered, although the trickling A small amount of water can form a river, and a small fire can ignite the wilderness. The lights everywhere flickered together and then parted, just like pedestrians on the road, eventually going their separate ways. In the many government offices and private academies, there seemed to be the sound of books, as if reading at night, and there were dim lights like those crossing the river, or rushing into the wind, Or hesitantly, looking back, there is the market and countryside, with only a few lights, like the flickering lights of a cold window, meeting those lights on the road, and stopping to move forward is like meeting an old friend. In the places where the Taiping Mountain, Fuji Sect, Yuzhi Gang and other sects were destroyed, there seemed to be lights, as if the monks were rising up in the wind, bringing bursts of flowing fireflies in the dark night. There were lights all over the continent. High, like a couple, who are unwilling to leave, life and death, and there are those differences between heights and lows. It is almost like the adults are holding the hands of their children, as if the parents are lowering their heads to comfort the children. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, parents are by your side. …

The Holy Master turned to look at the guest in green shirt beside him.

The young man who had been watching in silence before, when he saw the last scene, his eyes were filled with tears, his lips were trembling, and his face was wrinkled.

The Holy Master waited quietly for the young people beside him, calming down his emotions bit by bit.

The young man turned his head, took deep breaths several times, then turned back, and silently bowed to the Holy Master in thanks.

The old man turned sideways and returned the greeting.

Look at the time, it’s almost a new year.

So when Chen Pingan straightened up, he realized that he was no longer in Tongyezhou Town Demon Building.

Instead, he returned to the top of Dayue Sui Mountain.

It is said that in ancient times, there was a solar term courtyard in Suishan, in which there was a spring drum. Beating this drum was to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new in the vast world, and to announce the arrival of spring in the world.

But for some reason, no one has been beating drums to welcome the spring in Suishan for too many years.

Chen Ping'an, who was standing on the high platform of the solar term courtyard, stared blankly at the huge spring drum and took a deep breath.

Chen Pingan began to beat the drum.

Beat the spring drum, and the whole world welcomes the spring.