Sword of Coming

When Chen Ping'an returned to his ancestral home in Muping Lane, a girl in a pink skirt was sweeping the yard with a broom. A child in Tsing Yi was lying on the edge of the small water tank, opening his mouth wide at the water. There was still a column of water flowing against the water two feet away. Then, it was sucked into the mouth of the boy in green. The scene was like a dragon drawing water.

Chen Ping'an was sitting on the threshold. The girl in pink skirt noticed that her master was a little strange, so she was considerate and didn't bother him. In fact, the yard had been cleaned very well by Ruan Xiu a long time ago, but the girl in the pink skirt always felt that if she didn't do something, she would have a bad conscience and be sorry for the snake gallstone generously gifted by the master.

Chen Ping'an was wandering thousands of miles when he suddenly remembered what Cui Dongshan had said about Song Jixin. He stood up, took out the bunch of keys that Song Jixin had secretly left in his yard when he left the town, and ran to open the door of the house next door. At the door of the house, I saw three stacked books on the study table, "Elementary School", "Ritual and Music", and "Guanzhi".

Chen Pingan moved a chair and sat down to read the "Primary School".

During the second half of this study trip, I traveled with Cui Dongshan and often listened to him recite classics. Only then did I realize that "Primary School" is not simple. Just looking at the title of the book, at first glance, you may think that this is a "very small" subject. "Knowledge", but according to what Cui Dongshan said when chatting, among secular schools and teachers, "Primary School" will never be regarded as a classic of elementary school. Probably only Mr. Qi can explain such a difficult and obscure sage's hard work. It was so confusing that Li Baoping and the others never thought that "Primary School" was so big.

Chen Pingan did not take the three books back to his ancestral home. After flipping through more than ten pages of "Primary School", he felt that he could not understand it even with his trivial knowledge. If he deliberately thought deeply, he would just look around. Confused, my head is swollen, like falling into clouds and mist, and I have no place to stand.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to close the book, take out the silver sword embryo from his sleeve, hold it gently in his hand, and continue to sit on the threshold of his house in a daze as before.

Passing by the stone arch bridge twice, nothing happened. Chen Ping'an suddenly realized that she would really disappear for a whole period of time, using half of the dragon-slaying platform to sharpen the edge of her sword. As for the Dragon Slaying Platform, which had already been divided into three, and was divided between Ruan Qiong, Fengxue Temple and Zhenwu Mountain, Chen Pingan had no way of guessing whether she would cause trouble if she acted like this, let alone interfere.

On that snowy night in the cold winter, the girl fainted at the door of her courtyard. Chen Ping'an rescued her. She eventually became Song Jixin's maid, and was renamed Zhigui from Wang Zhu. Finally, her true identity was Da Li. The prince's Song collected his salary and went to the capital together.

The kiln superintendent built the government office, the plaque on the covered bridge said "The wind is rising", the bottomless Suolongjing, the old locust tree with every locust leaf containing the shadow of the ancestors, the old porcelain mountain of the immortal tomb...

Not to mention that there are so many local snakes and river dragons in the small town.

What a mess.

No wonder Old Man Yang said that one day, Chen Pingan, you will find out how big this town is.

Thinking of the old man in the drug store who advocated fair trade, Chen Ping'an looked gloomy and exhaled softly. He subconsciously clenched the sword embryo in his hand. After standing up, he hid the sword embryo in his sleeve pocket and left the house abandoned by Song Jixin. House. Back at his home, Chen Pingan gave the girl in pink skirt the keys to Liu Xianyang's house and asked the two of them to move there. After all, the house in Mu Bottle Lane was too small.

The boy in green clothes hadn't finished drinking the well water yet. He stood up from the water tank and suddenly remembered something and asked: "Master, you didn't use an ordinary snake gallstone to exchange a lot of rags with me... Bottles, since you are so close to Miss Ruan, why don’t you give her those Yunxia bottles and Yuehua bottles as gifts? Master, judging from my hundreds of years of rich experience in the world, women in the world, no matter your status, Gao, they all like fancy things, isn’t it better than a broken bamboo slip?”

The kid in green said with a smile, "Why, is it because I don't want to part with those precious bottles and don't want to give them to Ruan Xiu? Then I have to boldly say a few words to you. Ruan Xiu is the only daughter of a military saint, and I am one of them." Giving away all 10,000 bottles is still a good deal!”

Chen Ping'an helped the girl in pink skirt carry the book box and said angrily: "Can't you see that Master Ruan doesn't like me?"

The boy in Tsing Yi carefully recalled the scene at that time. It seemed that the sage-like master was indeed lukewarm towards Chen Ping'an. The boy in Tsing Yi said, "He is blind, so he can't see that you have a bright future, sir. Master, don’t be angry, your body is not worth it if you are so angry..."

Suddenly he remembered that Ruan Qiong was the master of this world. He was within his jurisdiction. If the emperor sat on the dragon throne, he would belong to the whole world. He was the king's land. Therefore, he had many unimaginable Taoist and magical powers. The boy in green hurriedly He slapped himself in the face, "Children's words are unbridled. Children's words are unbridled. The saint fell asleep and didn't hear anything. Don't blame him if you heard him..."

The boy in green asked again: "But whether or not I send a bottle to Ruan Xiu, what does it have to do with whether Ruan Shengren likes the master or not?"

Chen Ping'an explained casually: "If I want to give away bottles, I will definitely give them all out. When the time comes, Miss Ruan will go home with such a large number of bottles and cans, and Master Ruan will probably find out, and I will be even more annoying. He might be mistaken for having bad intentions, and if Miss Ruan has a dispute with her father, it won't be good after all."

The girl in the pink skirt suddenly nodded and said: "The master is really thoughtful."

The boy in green was shocked, "Master, what do you mean by mistaking someone for bad intentions? Didn't you clearly have evil intentions towards Ruan Xiu?"

"What nonsense!"

Chen Ping'an slapped the kid in Tsing Yi on the back of the head, causing him to stumble across the threshold. The kid in Tsing Yi ran into the courtyard and stood at the entrance of the courtyard. He turned around and said with a playful smile: "Master, please don't kill anyone and silence me. I promise to keep it secret." It’s more bottle than Li Baoping, it’s more bottle than Zhuo Liang bottle!”

Chen Pingan put his hand on his forehead, feeling embarrassed to see others.

The girl in pink skirt looked at the Mud Bottle Alley outside the courtyard gate, and once again felt that her eyes had been opened. The first time was to feel the abundant aura of Longquan County, the second time was to see with my own eyes the potential wealth of that Luolu Mountain, the third time was to see the extraordinary and handsome Wei Bo, and the fourth time was to walk into that building that could A beautiful bamboo building that embodies the fate of mountains and rivers.

Now for the fifth time, what fell into the eyes of the girl in pink skirt was an elegant scholar standing in a dark alley. At this time, the scene looked like the rising sun.

The man in green shirt asked with a smile: "What happened to my treasure bottle?"

The boy in green suddenly tensed up and turned his head stiffly. After seeing the young man, he looked around and saw no one else. He was full of suspicion. The scholar in front of him looked ordinary.

The girl in the pink skirt blinked hard. The fire python, who grew up in Cao's library in Zhilan, found that the scholar seemed to have lost all his splendor and magic in an instant. No matter how you looked at it, he was just an ordinary noble man.

The kid in Tsing Yi learned a lot from the experience. Even though he didn't see any clues about the young man, he still didn't lie. He smiled and pretended to be stupid, "Li Baoping is my master's best friend, so I can't treat that little girl very well." I admire you, who are you?"

"Brother Li, why are you here?"

Chen Ping'an had already solved the mystery and walked to the entrance of the courtyard for fear that the boy in Tsing Yi would cause trouble.

Li Xisheng said with a hint of guilt: "I forgot to mention that in those books I gave you earlier, there were many comments and questions about my personal insights in the margins of the pages. Mo Biao had some superficial comments and experiences, and Zhu Biao had some comments that I really wanted to ask the sages face to face. question. I came here just to tell you that you don’t have to worry about these words for the time being. If you can’t help but read them, don’t read them. Just read them. Don’t let my ideas cause you to misinterpret the original content of a book. The original meaning of purpose.”

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I took note of it."

Li Xisheng smiled and turned to look at the boy in Tsing Yi, and said softly: "It's okay to joke, but remember that if you talk too much, you will be wrong. Every word in the world is powerful. Words are combined into words, words are connected into sentences, and sentences are combined into articles. The road is the way. In it.”

The boy in Tsing Yi raised his head and stared at the scholar who ran out for no reason. He was full of cynicism but did not blurt it out. It was a bit hard to bear it. If you hadn't just suffered a lot at the blacksmith shop, the kid in green would want to ask you, you are such a good teacher, why don't you go to the Confucian Academy to become a saint?

Li Xisheng seemed to see through the thoughts of the boy in green at a glance, and even heard his inner voice directly. With a warm smile, he explained patiently: "Buddhism has a theory of steps, and Taoism has a step-by-step teaching on the Bridge of Immortality and a step-by-step ladder to heaven. We Confucians have a step-by-step rule, so I have to take the imperial examination first. As for whether I can become a Confucian saint in the future, it is too far away to dare to hope."

The boy in green clothes felt like he was mourning, and he didn't dare to look at the scholar anymore. He just turned his head and looked at Chen Ping'an for help. He looked desolate and had no love in his life. He didn't dare to say a word.

It feels like I am complaining to my master. This Longquan County is really terrible. A random person comes and sits on a bamboo chair, he is a military saint, and a random person comes and stands in the alley. A Confucian gentleman who can read his own mind? A wise man?

So next time, will someone casually punch himself to death?

The girl in the pink skirt blushed, mustered up her courage, and asked loudly: "Sir, why do we often suddenly not recognize certain words when we are reading? Even if they are right under our noses, staying motionless on the page , but we just feel strange?"

Li Xisheng was slightly surprised. He looked at the petite and cute girl in a pink skirt. He understood something in his heart and showed a hint of appreciation. The scholar from the Li family bent down, winked at her, and lowered his voice slightly, half-truth and half-false. Said: "Because at a certain time, certain words were secretly borrowed by certain saints."

The girl in the pink skirt was a little angry. She had a special stubbornness when it came to books and knowledge, and she actually taught others a lesson for the first time. "Sir, if you don't know the correct answer, don't answer questions randomly. Where in the world can there be such a stubbornness?" Reasonable things! To know something is to know it, and to not know it is to not know it. This is knowledge..."

The further back, the girl in the pink skirt became weaker and weaker, and her voice became lower and lower, until finally it was so thin that even she herself could not hear it.

Chen Pingan smiled and patted the girl in pink skirt on the little head, and said to Li Xisheng: "Brother Li, don't be angry, she is usually not like this."

Li Xisheng laughed heartily and said cheerfully: "This is the best."

Hearing that Chen Ping'an was going elsewhere, Li Xisheng followed him and left Mu Bottle Lane.

Chen Pingan suddenly found a young... swordsman standing in the alley ahead with his hands behind his back?

The swordsman on Chen Pingan's side had a short sword slightly longer than a dagger hanging on his waist, and on the other side hung a sword that was much longer than an ordinary long sword.

The scabbard of the short sword is white, and the scabbard of the long sword is dark.

The young swordsman's side profile is feminine, and the corners of his mouth are naturally raised, giving the impression that he is smiling all the time, so that his appearance is quite like a fox. He narrowed his eyes at this time and stared at the old house that was far more complete than he imagined. This made the young swordsman not feel happy and happy, but rather unhappy.

The young swordsman turned his head, looked at Chen Pingan and his group with a smile, and said in a soft and warm voice: "Do you know who repaired this house?"

Chen Ping'an's face showed no change at all, and asked: "What's wrong? The house is broken, shouldn't it be repaired?"

The young swordsman shook his head and said with a smile: "Whether the cultivation is good or not, I won't say, but is there such a saying as 'Tai Sui's head breaks ground' in your Dali Longquan County?"

Although the young swordsman kept laughing, Chen Pingan did not dare to take it lightly at all, and even felt a chill in his heart.

This seemingly well-spoken young foreigner is dangerous!

Li Xisheng suddenly took a step forward, stretched out his hand to stop Chen Pingan and the others behind him, and said softly: "Stand behind me, don't say don't do anything next, just watch."

The young swordsman's smile became even stronger. He held the hilts of his swords of different lengths with both hands, shook his head, and tried to find Chen Ping'an behind the scholar in blue. Finally he stood still and said, "Why, what a coincidence, I happened to meet the right person." Lord? As for you, what do you want to do, seek death?"

Li Xisheng smiled and said: "You can explain the truth carefully. Don't unsheath your sword casually."

The young swordsman shrugged, with an innocent smile on his face, "But the truth is in the scabbard."

Li Xishengyun said softly, pointed at himself, and suddenly said: "So the drunkard's intention is not the wine, but me?"

The young swordsman smiled and said: "It's not as complicated as you think. I don't even know your last name. I just didn't like you when I first saw you. After listening to your nonsense, I became even more uncomfortable. I hit the right target at the right moment, killing two birds with one stone, and both you and that little guy were taught a lesson, isn't it beautiful?"

The young swordsman put his palm against the hilt of the dagger and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I, Cao Jun, seldom kill people when I use my sword."

Li Xisheng frowned and asked, "Is your ancestor Cao Xi, the swordsman?"

The young swordsman sighed and asked, "You scholar, why are you here? With my status as Cao Jun, even if I don't like that young man, how can I bully him? At most, I can only beat him to pieces." It’s just a little bit of martial arts foundation, but you have to be the best in the end. If your ability is big enough, or too small, it’s okay. If your ability is not up to par, you will only lose half a step to me. When the time comes, the young man will be angered by me, you Isn’t it harming him?”

After saying this, the young swordsman grinned, revealing his white teeth, "Okay, let's not beat around the bush, let's be honest. I, Cao Jun, am gifted and can sense some strange existences, such as... a sword embryo. The rest. Everything, including entering my ancestral home without permission, and being an eyesore to a scholar like you, are all... true. But don't worry, I will bid for the sword embryo, and the price will definitely not be low. As for whether you will feel forced to buy it If you sell it by force, it’s none of my business.”

Li Xisheng asked: "Before you prepare to take action, can I ask you what your current state is?"

"No one would ask this before a fight, but since you are so interesting, I really don't mind answering you." The young swordsman narrowed his eyes and sneered. With his frivolous words, when he mentioned swordsmanship and realm, he suddenly Zi began to cherish words like gold, "Sword, eight, nine, between."

Li Xisheng nodded, "I understand."

The sword embryo in Chen Pingan's sleeve gradually became hot. Chen Pingan put his left hand behind his back, twisted his wrist, and held it firmly.

Ruan Qiong has been coming to the Longxu River from time to time recently, reaching into the water and weighing the weight of the Yin Qi contained in the river.

The long-browed boy often follows the man.

Ruan Qiong was squatting by the river today. He suddenly poured out the water from his palm and snorted coldly, "You dare to break my rules just because you have a good ancestor? You don't know whether to live or die."

Above the river, the confrontation scene in Mud Bottle Alley gradually emerged.

The boy with long eyebrows looked at the young man wearing a long dagger and pointed, "Master, is it him?"

Ruan Qiong nodded and revealed the secret: "There was a swordsman named Cao Xi among his ancestors. Together with your ancestor Xie Shi, he is one of the few figures in our Aquarius Continent. In other continents, he can be It is indeed remarkable to establish a firm foothold, establish a sect, and separate one party."

The long-browed boy didn't seem too interested in this, and just stared at the scene on the river. "Master, what do you say? Do you want to stop that Cao family's disciple?"

"Stop this!"

Ruan Qiong sneered: "When he hurts someone, I will beat him to death. This is the rule."

The young man with long eyebrows asked about the reason for this conflict. After Ruan Qiong gave a brief explanation, the young man was surprised and said: "Under your nose, master, Cao Jun dared to buy and sell by force when he saw wealth. People outside , are you all so arrogant and unreasonable?”

Ruan Qiong said expressionlessly: "If you want treasures in heaven, you need worldly wealth. What's so strange? Since even I couldn't figure out the mystery of that sword embryo before, it was so valued by Cao Jun. This shows that Cao Jun has a vision." Unique, and once the true appearance of the sword embryo is revealed, it will definitely be extremely shocking. If it were not here, Cao Jun would have restrained himself, let alone the price, just kill and leave."

The young man with long eyebrows who had just set out to practice mountain climbing felt that the world was too unbelievable and asked: "Master, how can such a wicked person become such a powerful Qi practitioner?"

"You haven't read the book, how can you talk about good and evil? Remember, this is not the case on the mountain."

Ruan Qiong stood up, said a word, and disappeared in a flash.

In the Li family mansion, an old man was teasing the caged bird, but he was actually absent-minded. His eyes were full of expectant smiles, fearing that the world would not be in chaos, he murmured: "Hurry up and hit, hurry up. With one go, the carp will jump over the dragon's gate, and everyone in the world will not know it." Jun..."

On the top of Piyun Mountain, Wei Bo, in flowing white clothes, sat cross-legged on a cloud, less than a foot above the ground. Wei Bo was sound asleep, and his head would drop from time to time, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Under the clouds and mist, there were crowds of birds and animals, all hoping to get close to the clouds and mist, as close as possible to the white-clothed god with a golden ring hanging from his ear.

A figure fell heavily to the ground, and the top of the mountain was really like birds and beasts scattered.

Wei Bo had sleepy eyes and a confused look on his face. After spotting the man's figure, the clouds dispersed and he landed floating on the ground, "It's a rare guest, a rare guest. I'm lucky."

Ruan Qiong said in a strange tone: "I just want to remind you that Sword Immortal Cao Xi may come here in the near future. You can stand by and watch, but don't fan the flames."

Wei Bo glanced at the clay bottle alley in the small town, "Did someone intentionally use Cao Xi to write an article about you and Da Li? The Gao family of the Sui Dynasty? Guanhu Academy? Nanjian Kingdom? Or is there another master?"

Ruan Qiong's face was solemn.

The rest is fine, it's just that the soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth, fearing that they would target his daughter.

Ruan Qiong looked at the small town, but it was not the Clay Vase Alley where the battle was about to begin, but the Yang's shop.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Ruan Qiong comes and goes in a hurry.

Wei Bo said sadly: "I'm so annoyed. I keep scheming and scheming, but there's no end to it."

He also disappeared in a flash, and the next moment he came to Luoluo Shanzhu Building, lying on the corridor on the second floor, and continued to sleep soundly.

When the truth came to light, it turned out that the dragon was entrenched. The wind and grass are moving, and everyone is watching with eager eyes.