Sword of Coming

After Chen Ping'an completely passed out, at the stairway between the first and second floors, the boy in Tsing Yi finally let go of the arm of the girl in pink skirt. The latter flew over, her face full of tears, and she cried like a little cat. Feeling Chen Pingan's pulse and checking the movement of his soul, he turned his head and sobbed: "Why are you stopping me? You are ungrateful and ungrateful... If the master dies, I will fight you to the death..."

The boy in Tsing Yi's face was as dark as water, "You silly girl is still not convinced. If you rashly disturb Chen Ping'an's Qi movement, you will be regarded as an enemy by the sword Qi. You will be beaten half to death, and it will also delay Chen Ping's progress." He Ping's opportunity to attain enlightenment might kill him, but what was originally a good opportunity turned into a disaster for you."

The girl in the pink skirt choked sadly: "My whole body is covered with blood, and I am almost dead. Are you satisfied now? I'm not stupid! You just want my snake gallstones, and I shouldn't have brought you back. You are too helpless." My conscience is gone, the master has been so kind to us..."

The boy in green jumped slightly, squatted on the green bamboo railing, and said angrily: "Whether Chen Ping'an is dead or not, it doesn't matter what you say. With your little knowledge, you don't know."

The girl in pink skirt cried less and less, because she discovered that the two qi in Chen Ping'an's body seemed chaotic and manic at first, but gradually stabilized, like a meeting between mountains and rivers. Although at first the water and rocks collided, splashing Thousand-layer waves were surging, and the weather was dangerous. However, as time passed, it became calm and peaceful. The soul and mind that were shaking violently due to pain were also calmed down, and began to change from wailing to whimpering.

Chen Ping'an was deeply asleep, and his twisted and ferocious dark face returned to normal little by little. In the end, he was like a baby in swaddling clothes, sleeping particularly soundly.

The girl in pink skirt was overjoyed, with tears on her face, and whispered to the boy in green: "Master is fine, he just fell asleep."

The boy in green rolled his eyes, stood up, used the railing as a walkway, and started walking.

After Chen Pingan fainted, the girl in pink skirt completely lost her backbone and had to ask the boy in green for help, "What should I do next?"

The boy in Tsing Yi walked back and forth on the railing, silent and silent. To be honest, he only had a vague idea of ​​what to do with Chen Ping'an in the future, and he really didn't dare to make any judgments. It is true that he covets Chen Pingan, but if he is allowed to take advantage of others' danger and make trouble, he really underestimates his good brother, the God of River Water. He would rather punch Chen Pingan to death with a head-on punch. Even if he snatched the mountain of snake gallstones openly, he wouldn't act in a sneaky way.

When you come out to hang out in the world, you have to be moral.

This has always been the rule of the world that he abides by.

The water god brother once said something very learned to him after he was drunk, "You can't have too much morality in the world, but there should always be a little bit. If you don't talk about it at all, even a real dragon will drown sooner or later." In the arena."

The kid in green clothes was frightened, and then his vision dimmed. He looked up and found a white-clothed god standing next to him, looking down at him with a smile that didn't deserve to be beaten.

The guy named Wei Bo smiled at the boy in green and said, "Little water snake, I'm surprised that you didn't want to kill your master."

The boy in Tsing Yi disliked this guy's handsome smiling face the most. It seemed that the two of them were naturally in conflict with each other, especially when Wei Bo teased him in a condescending tone. He couldn't help but cursed: "I regretted not fucking your mother." !”

Wei Bo waved his arms with his big sleeves and jumped off the railing gracefully. In the process, he gently patted the kid in green on the head and said with a smile: "Naughty."

It seemed like an understatement, but the boy in green slapped him so hard that he spread his legs and fell to the railing. The pain made him cover his crotch and grimace.

If it were in another place, even a mountain of copper and iron would collapse under his feet, but this small bamboo building is really not that strong and solid.

Wei Bo sat next to Chen Pingan and put one hand on Chen Pingan's wrist. His pulse was steady, which was a good sign.

The girl in pink skirt asked in a low voice: "Master Wei Xian, it's cold outside, do you want to move my master inside?"

Wei Bo smiled and said: "You are a dragon, and you are born with excellent resistance to the heat and cold, so you may not feel it deeply. In fact, this bamboo building has an advantage, that is, it is warm in winter and cool in summer. Even for an ordinary person, it is very difficult for an ordinary person to withstand severe heat and cold. Even if you take off your clothes in the Bamboo House, you won't get frostbite. So it's more appropriate to let your master lie here and sleep without touching him at all."

The girl in pink skirt breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed to Wei Bo to thank her.

Wei Bo didn't care about this and asked with a smile: "Did Chen Ping'an bring a change of clean clothes?"

The girl in the pink skirt shook her head and said, "I probably didn't expect to stay long when I went up the mountain. I didn't put any clothes in my backpack."

Wei Bo frowned and saw that Chen Ping'an's clothes looked like they had been soaked in blood. When he woke up later, he was still dressed like this. It was definitely not a problem, so he suggested: "You go to the town to buy it." It doesn’t matter if you have clothes or you can go to Mud Bottle Alley to get some clothes. Go back quickly and it won’t take long for Chen Ping’an to wake up.”

The girl in the pink skirt said "Oh" and was about to leave.

The boy in Tsing Yi stared at Wei Bo with gloomy eyes, "I can't trust you."

Wei Bo thought for a while, "Then you stay."

The boy in green threw a gold ingot to the girl in pink skirt, "In addition to buying new clothes for the master, I will also prepare a few sets for the two of us."

The girl in pink skirt smiled and said, "I don't have to."

The boy in green said with a straight face: "I'm just going to be polite to you."

The girl in the pink skirt was a little sad, and she quickly ran down the bamboo building and down the mountain.

After that, the boy in green sat on the railing, with his back to Chen Ping'an lying on the ground, and Wei Bo sitting on the ground, thinking a lot.

Chen Ping'an slept for a full day and night before he woke up. After washing and changing into clean clothes, he felt refreshed. He was not wearing straw sandals. He stood barefoot in the corridor on the second floor of the bamboo building, and the soles of his feet were covered with He is covered with a layer of calluses as thick as iron stone. The earliest calluses were worn out by rough straw sandals when he was young. Later, they were thickened little by little by rocks, gravel, vegetation and thorns.

Chen Ping'an also had a white jade hairpin pinned in his bun, with eight small characters carved by him himself.

He held the locust tree sword in his arms and looked towards the south, lost in thought.

Wei Bao came back with some medicinal materials and asked the girl in pink skirt to help cook the medicine to warm and replenish Chen Ping'an's energy. Chen Ping'an was used to solving everything by himself, so he wanted to do it himself, but she refused to let him go. , wrinkled with a little red face, looking pitiful about the coming storm, Chen Pingan couldn't bear this, so he had to give up in frustration.

The kid in green clothes ran around and wandered around, like the lord of a country inspecting the territory. He walked up the mountain today. There is a mountain temple on the top of the mountain, enshrining a strange mountain god with a golden head. The temple has not yet been completed, and there are still some things left. To finish things off, there were officials from the Dali Gongbu Yamen, monks who were ordered by the court to help, plus the young people of the town and the remnants of the prisoners, a mixture of good and bad.

Wei Bo stood next to Chen Pingan at this moment and said with a smile: "After such a random collision, at least I didn't suffer in vain. I am finally close to the third realm."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It's much faster than I thought. I thought it would take at least three to five years."

"It's hard to talk, boring, let's go."

Wei Bo laughed dumbly, shook his head and walked away. This time he didn't fly around. He walked down the stairs step by step and walked away leisurely.

After Wei Bo's figure disappeared, Chen Pingan patted his heart and said to himself: "I know you are unwilling to stay with me."

Chen Pingan said in a low voice: "That sword cultivator Cao Jun must have something extraordinary to make you so excited. It is indeed normal. A sword cultivator in the Eighth Realm and Nine Realms, a mountain god like this, is certainly stronger than me. Too many. But there is no way. You were given to me by Master Wen Sheng, so you can’t go anywhere before I die..."

Chen Pingan felt a sharp pain in his heart, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Pingan gritted his teeth, forced to swallow the mouthful of blood, and said vaguely: "Although I don't know the truth, I can roughly guess that you can kill me easily, but for some reasons, you can't kill me." Me. So you’re in an awkward position, right?”

After a while, Chen Pingan stretched out his palm to wipe away the two blood stains flowing from his nostrils, "It doesn't matter, I still have several clean clothes on the mountain, and my little maid is a fire python. Take off the clothes and wash them immediately, and you can Dry it on the spot and continue wearing it. If you have the ability, continue to run around between the Qi Palaces. This is a bit of a pain. Haha, I, Chen Pingan, am really not bragging to you. It’s nothing. I’ve experienced worse things when I was five years old. That’s it.”

A burst of abdominal cramps, overwhelming.

Chen Pingan, who was standing barefoot in the corridor, just hugged the locust tree sword in his arms, his eyes firm, but his voice inevitably trembled slightly, "If I cry out in pain, you will be my ancestor from now on."

There are eighteen Qi mansions and eighteen passes. Among them, between six and seven, and between twelve and thirteen, there seem to be two insurmountable natural chasms.

Chen Ping'an could only move his breath through six acupoints in one breath before. Although his energy had not reached the end of his strength, it seemed that he had no way forward and could only hit the wall with no success. After inexplicably integrating the silver sword embryo into my heart this time, I still couldn't touch the seventh dangerous pass in one go, but between six and seven, some kind of bottleneck seemed to have loosened.

Just like someone was working diligently to build roads and bridges, the scenery on the other side began to be vaguely visible, getting closer and closer each time.

And compared to training the body through boxing and walking, the effect of sword energy flowing freely in the body is more significant, which somewhat forces Chen Ping'an to cultivate both internally and externally.

Just like a big mountain, Chen Ping'an had always wanted to build a road through the mountain, but he had no idea where to start, and his progress was extremely slow as he fought through thorns and obstacles.

As a result, after the sword embryo entered the body, it was like a child in green appearing in its true form and wandering among the mountains. A rough "mountain road" naturally appeared. Chen Pingan only had to follow it and keep repairing and repairing it. Just dig, dig and fill.

Chen Pingan is not afraid of hardship, but few people in the world really like to endure hardship, and Chen Pingan is certainly no exception.

But if suffering can bring benefits, Chen Pingan will not hesitate to ask for it.

Because he has been alone and worked hard for so many years, Chen Ping'an understands a truth: in life, many people do many things, and suffering is suffering, it is just suffering.

no pain no gain? It depends on God, who likes to take naps, whether he will agree or not.

It is still necessary to put most of the belongings in the blacksmith shop of Miss Ruan's family. The people in Luoposhan are too mixed, and Chen Pingan is really worried.

If it hadn't been for Li Xisheng before, Chen Ping'an would have suffered a big loss even at the door of his house in Mubo Alley.

No wonder the kid in Tsing Yi always chants that mantra whenever he has something to do, "The world is dangerous."

Chen Ping'an's head swayed to the side, and he suddenly reached out to cover his mouth, blood seeping out from between his fingers.

Chen Ping'an took a big breath and spread out his palms, a pool of scarlet red.

Chen Ping'an said angrily: "Next, I'm going down the mountain to build the tombs for my parents. During this time, we have a temporary truce, how about it?"

The sword embryo, which was about to collide with the wall of a Qi Palace aperture again, slowly returned to calm, as if it acquiesced to Chen Pingan's request.

After that, Chen Pingan went down the mountain alone, carrying a basket on his back with most of the belongings. He found Ruan Xiu in the blacksmith shop and had to ask her to help again to put the things back in the yellow mud house.

After hearing that Chen Pingan wanted to repair the tomb, Ruan Xiu wanted to help. Chen Pingan shook his head and refused, saying that the matter was not serious and that he would just spend money to hire some craftsmen, and he could afford the money.

Ruan Xiu didn't insist, and just said that if you need help, just let me know and you're welcome.

Chen Pingan said with a wry smile that if he was really polite to her, he wouldn't make this trip.

The girl smiled.

Chen Ping'an no longer had any worries, so he took the money to the small town and quickly found someone. After that, he asked the old craftsmen some rules and etiquette about repairing tombs, negotiated the price, picked an auspicious day, and started construction. . Chen Ping'an kept an eye on it from beginning to end. He would help if he could, and he would not interfere if it was inconvenient to get involved. He would obey the orders and arrangements of the old craftsmen.

Probably because the young man gave them enough money, and because they worked together with each other in daily life, the young man gave the craftsmen a feeling of sincerity, so everything went smoothly and there were no setbacks.

In the end, the tomb that was carefully and meticulously repaired was no better than ordinary homes, and it was far from extravagant. Moreover, Chen Pingan stayed up all night to carve the words on the tombstone himself.

After settling the bill, Chen Pingan and the group of people bent down to thank them.

The last person returned to the grave with the sacrifices. When Chen Ping arranged the sacrifices, he hesitated and brought a pot of good wine. While toasting his father at the grave, he looked at his mother's grave and scratched his head. Said: "Mom, it seems that Dad has never drank. Please let him drink for a while."

Then he turned his head slightly and smiled at another adjacent grave: "Dad, if you can't get used to drinking, or if it makes my mother unhappy, just tell me a dream and I won't bring you any wine next time."

Chen Ping'an finished pouring the pot of wine, wiped his face, and said with a grin: "Father, mother, if you don't say anything, then I will take it as your promise."

After that, Chen Pingan went to the Immortal Tomb and worshiped several statues of gods in a familiar way.

Instead of building roads and bridges, Chen Pingan chose this immortal tomb and hired craftsmen to repair the dilapidated statues of gods in the name of Ruan Xiu. He paid and she stepped in. Ruan Xiu didn't know why, but she didn't ask any questions and just nodded in agreement. After experiencing the last catastrophe, during that night, all the people in the town could hear the explosion of the immortal tomb, which was similar to the explosion of firecrackers. The statues of gods are becoming more and more rare and dilapidated. Chen Pingan followed Ruan Xiu's suggestion. In principle, the large-scale renovation should be done as before and try to maintain the original appearance. If restoration cannot be guaranteed, only the re-erected statues will be ensured. It will collapse again and it will never be tampered with at will, so temporary bamboo sheds were built to protect it from wind and rain.

Occasionally, Chen Pingan would go to the two shops in Qilong Lane and sit there, and then he would be busy like this. Before New Year's Eve, Chen Pingan made a special trip to Luolu Mountain to look for the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt.

After Ruan Xiu learned the news, he said that he just wanted to keep an eye on the construction of the Shenxiu Mountain, so he went into the mountain with Chen Ping'an, and then did not part ways, but changed his mind midway and said that he wanted to see Chen Ping'an. The bamboo house of the Ping An family was a bit sketchy last time, so I wanted to take a closer look. Of course Chen Pingan would not refuse.

When Chen Ping'an and Ruan Xiu appeared at the foot of the mountain, the boy in Tsing Yi stood on the railing and marveled, "The two peaks are majestic and confront each other, and the scenery is absolutely beautiful and spectacular."

The girl in pink skirt stood on tiptoes, looked into the distance, and wondered: "There are no peaks south of Luolu Mountain."

The boy in green turned his head and glanced at her, with a wicked smile on his face and said, "You are still young."

He held the back of his head with both hands, kept his feet rooted, and swayed back and forth on the railing, muttering: "Where can you find such a good girl? She is obviously the only one in the world! Master, if you don't If you know how to cherish, you will be punished by God. Really, what I said is right and my conscience is right."

The girl in the pink skirt thought deeply and said: "Miss Xiuxiu, you are really good."

Chen Pingan and Ruan Xiu slowly climbed the mountain. Ruan Xiu said that she had received a letter from Pillow Station before. Afterwards, a blind old Taoist indeed brought a lame boy and a round-faced girl into the town and arrived at the Qilong Lane shop. They looked for her, but the three masters and apprentices quickly continued heading north, saying they wanted to try their luck in the capital city of Li.

Chen Ping'an remembered the old Taoist who had shared hardships, and thought of Lin Shouyi and the "Langlang Book on the Cloud" he practiced, and asked her some things about the Five Thunder Zhengfa. Unfortunately, Ruan Xiu didn't know much about these things. I've never been interested and don't know much, so I can only tell you what I heard.

While chatting along the way, Chen Ping'an learned that Master Ruan had accepted three named disciples this year, a young man with long eyebrows, surnamed Xie. Although he had lived in Taoye Lane for generations, in his generation, his family was in decline. If not When you enter the blacksmith shop, you have to sell your ancestral home and move to another alley. He also has a sister and a brother.

A young man who didn't like to talk became the registered disciple of Ruan Xiuta's father.

During the first heavy snowfall in winter, I would kneel by the well all day and night, begging Ruan Qiong to accept him as a disciple. He was motionless and covered with snow.

Perhaps because of his sincerity, Ruan Qiong allowed him to enter the shop to forge swords and strike iron.

After the boy named Xie, a girl from Fengxue Temple became the second disciple. According to Ruan Xiu, that girl was of mediocre talent in the Fengxue Temple. She seemed to have made a big mistake and was expelled from the school, so she found Master Ruan who was on the mountaintop.

Then Ruan Qiong said that she was actually undecided. Whatever she did, she subconsciously wanted to find a way out. She can stay and even teach her swordsmanship, but she will not be accepted as a disciple.

She worked as a handyman in the blacksmith shop for a long time. One day, she cut off a thumb of the hand holding the sword.

She went to Ruan Qiong with a pale face and said that from today onwards, she would start practicing the sword with her left hand and start all over again.

Speaking of these, Ruan Xiu always looked calm, as if he was talking about the old hen and the nest of fluffy chickens.

Chen Ping'an didn't realize this under the dark light. In his impression, this girl was very good, so good that no one could find any fault with her.

Chen Ping'an was thinking more about things on the "mountain" at that time.

Chen Pingan knows that as long as he can become a practitioner, no one will be simple.

He himself had Lin Shouyi by his side.

Yu Lu and Xie Lingyue are even more proud of heaven.

However, through Cui Dongshan's few words and Ruan Xiu's chat, Chen Ping'an generally understood one thing. Even if he successfully climbed the mountain and became a god in the eyes of the people, he would still be divided into three, six or nine levels, and the hierarchy was strict.

It turns out that cultivation is difficult at the beginning, difficult in the middle, and will continue to be difficult until the end.

Chen Pingan has some experience with this recently.

Because after the tomb was repaired, the sword embryo began to break down.

It became even more menacing, and in Chen Pingan's body, it was like running rampant and overwhelming.

Therefore, in the Mud Bottle Alley of the town, there is an extra guy who often stumbles when walking. He seems to be drunk, or squatting next to the immortal tomb for some reason and coughing, or else he just stays behind closed doors in his ancestral house. Rolling on the wooden bed.

Approaching the bamboo building, Ruan Xiu asked: "Did you also spend New Year's Eve in the mountains?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No, I will definitely go to Mu Bottle Lane to celebrate the New Year. I will finish visiting the grave first that day. When I return to my ancestral home, I will have to post Spring Festival couplets, Chinese characters for blessings, and door gods. After the New Year's Eve dinner, I will keep a vigil, and I will start to put up works in the early morning. Firecrackers, and the two shops in Qilong Lane also need to be posted. There are too many things to do, and it will definitely be very busy by then."

Ruan Xiu asked: "Shall I help you?"

Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head, "No, no, it just sounds very busy, but actually it's very simple."

When the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt heard that they were going down the mountain to celebrate the New Year in Mud Bottle Lane, they didn't have any objections.

When Chen Pingan was packing his luggage, he suddenly asked: "Would it be ugly to post couplets on the door god in this bamboo building?"

The boy in green said resolutely: "Of course it's ugly! Red and green are simply vulgar. Master, I will never agree to this!"

The girl in the pink skirt also nodded slightly, agreeing with the boy in green.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "I just said it casually. If you don't like it, forget it."

The boy in Tsing Yi said tentatively: "At most, you can put the word "spring" on it or it will be a blessing."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Forget it."

The kid in Tsing Yi felt a little guilty, "Master, you don't hold any grudge against me, do you? If you really want to make things a little more New Year's, we can discuss it carefully. For example, Master, you just need to give me an unusual snake gallstone, and I will take the initiative to help put up Spring Festival couplets." , it’s no problem if it’s plastered up and down the bamboo building, inside and out!”

Chen Pingan tipped a chestnut over and said, "Thank you."

After coming down the mountain, Ruan Xiu separated from them and went to Shenxiu Mountain.

Before I knew it, it was already New Year’s Eve.

We went to the grave mound together and returned to Mud Bottle Alley. When they posted the Spring Festival couplets at the door, one of the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt said that the couplets were crooked, while the other said they were not crooked, which made Chen Ping'an a little confused.

During the New Year's Eve dinner, Chen Ping'an, who had cooked a sumptuous meal, did not forget to give each of them an ordinary snake gallstone. The boy in green threw it into his mouth without saying a word. He bit it so hard that he burst into laughter. flower.

The girl in pink skirt lowered her head and ate with restraint, her face full of happiness.

At night, there was a small stove with enough charcoal under the table. The three of them all put their legs on the edge of the stove, and they all put on brand new clothes.

There are a lot of pastries from his own shop on the table. There is a book, bamboo slips and carving knife in front of Chen Pingan.

He will keep vigil.

Year after year, it's the same. It's just that this year is different. Chen Ping'an is no longer alone.

The girl in pink skirt was chewing melon seeds, and the boy in green was holding his cheek with his hands, looking at Chen Ping'an, and asked with a smile: "Master, if you are celebrating the New Year, will you give me another snake gallstone when you are happy?"

Chen Ping'an read the book carefully under the brighter light than in previous years without raising his head, "No."

The boy in Tsing Yi was not upset, but smiled happily, and asked again: "Master, can you let me set off the firecrackers tomorrow morning?"

Chen Pingan raised his head, smiled and nodded, "Okay."

He turned to look at the girl in the pink skirt. She quickly put down the melon seeds in her hand and made a playful gesture of covering her ears with her hands.

After Chen Pingan made a face at her, he continued to lower his head and read.

The two little guys looked at each other and smiled, and then looked at the top of the young man's head in unison.

There is an inconspicuous hairpin there, with eight small characters written on it, the content is related to scholars.

Regarding this, just like whether the Spring Festival couplets were posted crookedly, there was a private dispute between them. The boy in green clothes felt that he did not match the master at all, while the girl in pink skirt felt that it could not be more suitable.

After midnight, it’s the new year.

The child in green clothes went to bed early and fell asleep. The girl in pink skirt, under Chen Pingan's persuasion, later also dozed off on the table.

Chen Ping'an just kept vigil alone, with only the slight sound of pages turning in the room.

The first ray of dawn appeared between heaven and earth.

Chen Pingan stood up gently, opened the door, and looked up to the east.

Suddenly he couldn't help but cough lightly, and then Chen Ping'an opened his mouth and spat out a streak of snow-white rainbow light about an inch long.

It turned out to be a small clear flying sword.

It hovered quietly in the yard.

Sharp and sharp.