Sword of Coming

In Luolu Mountain, a small pond was newly opened behind the bamboo house. The water was extremely clear and there were no fish. It was an empty pond. I didn’t know what to do with it. However, Wei Bo often squats here and can look at her for half an hour. He also asked the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt to keep an eye on the pond for the past six months and not let outsiders get close. He must not be worried about these two. Guys, Wei Bo even asked the black snake with golden threads growing out of its belly to move out of its cave nest and sit and wait near the bamboo house.

After Chen Ping'an left, the boy in Tsing Yi had no comparison. What's more, the spring cold gradually receded and the sun was warm every day, so he slacked off in his practice. The girl in the pink skirt reminded him twice. The boy in Tsing Yi spoke plausibly. This is called relaxation and having a lot of accumulation. It’s called three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.

Today, when Wei Bo came to the bamboo house again, the boy in Tsing Yi followed him. No matter how he asked before, Wei Bo just said that he would wait and see, but was unwilling to reveal the truth, which made the boy in Tsing Yi scratch his heart and lungs all day long. He wished he could reveal his true form and jump into the pond to make a splash. However, he was wary of Wei Bo's identity and cultivation, as well as the gentle temperament of this great mountain god who hides his sword in his smile. This river snake suppressed his curiosity to avoid relying on others. At the same time, they also have to wear small shoes.

Wei Bo is still squatting by the pond today, carefully staring at the subtle water flow in the pond. It looks like a pool of stagnant water, but in fact it is not. The root of the destiny of the mountain at the foot of the mountain is not in the mountain temple on the top of the mountain, the root of the mountain. It lies in the bamboo building, and water transportation lies in the pond in front of you. The mountain god Song Yuzhang was already hostile to the righteous god of Beiyue. In addition, he was a courteous minister and was determined to work for the Song family of Dali. He reported this secret matter to the Ministry of Rites and the Qintian Supervisor, but the reply he received was disappointing. He was asked to keep it secret and not to reveal anything. Since it was the order of the Great Li court, Song Yuzhang no longer struggled with it. As for his own cultivation being restricted and constrained and unable to completely rule Luopo Mountain, Song Yuzhang took it very lightly.

However, the relationship between Song Yuzhang and his immediate boss Wei Bo became increasingly distant.

The boy in green was also squatting by the pond. He didn't even know where the clear water in the pond was transported from. However, with Wei Bo's status, as long as it was within the jurisdiction of "Dali Beiyue", it was really easy to move mountains and transport water.

The boy in Tsing Yi stared at the clear water of the pond, wishing that he could not see any clues. He was completely unaware that Wei Bo, who was squatting next to him on his own territory, had a tense face, sweat on his forehead, and a mountain on his shoulders. There was no way to get up.

Time passed like water, and the bored boy in Tsing Yi yawned. Only then did he realize that there was a stranger standing next to Wei Bo. He was bending over, with his hands behind his back, staring at the pond with a smile. He was wearing a Taoist robe, with a lotus crown on his head. He was old. Qingqing is quite handsome, but his smile is not very serious. At first glance, he looks like he takes the opportunity to touch girls' little hands under the guise of palm reading. If he had been near Yujiang in the past, he would have had the fiery temper of the boy in Tsing Yi. Let this young Taoist priest go as far as he can. Now that he has seen many ups and downs in Longquan County, the boy in green has restrained himself a lot. He just thinks that there is a golden Beiyue Zhengshen next to him, and there is another one in the bamboo tower. The terrifying Grand Master at the pinnacle of martial arts, what are we afraid of?

The kid in green clothes quickly stood up and moistened his throat, "Hey, hey, hey, you Taoist priest, why are you so unreasonable, barging in without saying hello? Do you know that my master, Chen Ping'an, is the master of the entire mountain? ? And there is a big, ferocious black snake near the bamboo house. It likes to eat people. You can survive thanks to my sincere words and advice every day. I persuade the big black snake to eat fast. Otherwise, you will... snort!"

The boy in green clothes crossed his arms across his chest, his nostrils pointing upward.

I laughed in my heart, hahaha, I have been frustrated for so long, and finally I met an ordinary person who I can scold a few words! It's not easy. When he thinks of this, the boy in green becomes more and more attracted to the young Taoist and wishes he could call him brother.

"That's it. So it's thanks to you that I, the poor Taoist, escaped this disaster." The young Taoist smiled brightly and thanked him quickly.

The strange Taoist's behavior fell into the eyes of the boy in Tsing Yi. Compared with Wei Bo's sinister smile, this guy was much more sincere, but the boy in Tsing Yi was afraid of being bitten by a snake in this bullshit Longquan County for ten years. Jing Sheng, who was so confused that all the trees and grass were in chaos, took a closer look at the Taoist again. After confirming that he didn't look like a Qi practitioner at all, he was so excited that his eyes almost filled with tears. He wandered all the way over, jumped up and slapped the young Taoist on the shoulder. "Thank you. My master Chen Ping'an said before he came down from the mountain. When he is not at home, I will shoulder the heavy burden and be the master of the house. As a guest, there is no reason for you to be frightened."

Over at the back window of the bamboo building, the barefooted old man saw this scene and said with a smile: "If you have the ability, pat this Taoist on the shoulder again."

The boy in Tsing Yi was wary and looked up at the young Taoist. Then he glanced at the crazy old man at the window on the second floor. Then he looked at the lotus crown on the Taoist's head and asked tentatively: "We have something to talk about." Ah, are you a Taoist master of the ten realms, or a heavenly king of the eleven or twelve realms?"

The young Taoist smiled and shook his head, "None of them."

The boy in Tsing Yi was dubious and said in a low voice: "My dear friend, when we travel around the world, no matter our seniority or cultivation level, we all pay attention to treating people with sincerity. Are we not allowed to lie to others?"

The young Taoist nodded and said, "I really won't lie to you."

Below the tenth realm, even if I can't defeat Luo Po Mountain, there are Wei Bo and the crazy old man. It's really unreasonable for them to be timid!

The kid in green clothes quickly weighed it up and felt that he was invincible. He suddenly smiled and jumped up and patted the Taoist on the shoulder. "As soon as I saw you, you are very strong. Don't be discouraged. You are in the Taoist Nascent Soul Realm." You are just a land god. You have worked hard for hundreds of years, but there is still some hope. If you really can't do it, if you are bullied in the future, just report my name and say that you know... Xiaobai Tiao in Yujianglang, or Luoluoshan Little Dragon King, what about these two nicknames? One is romantic, the other is majestic..."

The old man on the second floor laughed wantonly and extended his thumb to the boy in green, "Little water snake, it's up to you, if you don't die today, you will be able to brag for the rest of your life!"

The kid in green clothes swallowed, rolled his eyes, coughed, drooped his head and was about to retreat, muttering "Practice, practice, don't delay today's practice."

The young Taoist smiled, nodded and said warmly: "You can't slack off in practice. Let's go and walk. I have some experience in practice. If you ask me questions, I can help you with advice."

Then the boy in Tsing Yi's eyes blurred, and he suddenly found someone walking side by side with him. This was not strange. What was strange was that there was someone squatting over there at Wei Bo's side. What was even stranger was that there were people and bare feet at the window on the second floor. The crazy old man stood facing each other, and behind the silly girl who was poking her head in this direction from the bamboo house, there was someone accompanying her and peeking over.

Every one of them is the young Taoist wearing a lotus crown!

The kid in green clothes closed his eyes and pretended to be blind and moved forward, "I can't see anything, I can't see anything. I'm sleepwalking, I'm sleepwalking again..."

Over there in the bamboo building, a girl in a pink skirt blinked her big, watery eyes. She was more curious than afraid of the disrespectful boy in green. The "that" young Taoist standing next to her had his sleeves folded and looked at the wall. The words on the talismans appeared one after another, and he was amazed and said: "The words are still so interesting, it is indeed a help... Haha, the secret must not be leaked."

On the second floor, the young Taoist priest leaned against the window sill and asked with a smile: "I heard you want to fight?"

The barefoot old man first bowed as a Confucian patriarch and bowed respectfully as a scholar of the Cui family. Then he straightened up, took two steps back, and saluted as a martial artist with clasped fists. Without any awe, he said with scorching eyes: "I hope Master Lu can give me some advice." One or two!”

The young Taoist pretended to be surprised and relieved, and laughed and said: "It's easy to talk, just one or two is enough. If you ask for advice from three, four, five, or six, it's really difficult for a poor Taoist. After all, I am now in your vast world, and my legs are like walking in the mud." Yeah, I can’t walk fast and I can’t jump high.”

Next to the pond, the young Taoist squatted side by side with Wei Bo and asked, "Wei Dashan God, can you tell me the origin of the accumulated water in this pond and the golden lotus seed planted in it?"

Wei Bo still couldn't get up, so he had to smile bitterly and said: "Reporting to the ancestor, the water is 30,000 kilograms of spring water that I secretly had people take out on the eve of the fall of Shenshui Kingdom. The golden lotus seed was from the imperial treasury of Shenshui Kingdom. It is an old antique that even the royal family and the old man from Qin Tian Jian couldn't explain clearly. It was just passed down as a treasure from generation to generation. After the fall of Shenshui Kingdom, I ran into Qidun Mountain while fleeing, and finally I got this seed. . Then I thought about whether I could rely on the water of the spiritual spring to breed a purple-gold lotus that is said to be only found in the Little Lotus Cave."

Because Wei Bo is the righteous god of Beiyue, the master of all mountains, and has one destiny. However, this is a favorable time and place, but sometimes natural disasters will become the burden of the righteous god of mountains and rivers. When the lotus crown Taoist next to him appears, Wei Bo was stepped on by the Taoist and was unable to move. Even if the Taoist just stepped on Luopo Mountain, it was actually the same as stepping on Wei Bo's head.

If the Taoist stepped on Luopo Mountain and collapsed it, then Wei Bo's golden body at the top of Piyun Mountain might have lost most of its arms.

The young Taoist shook his head and retorted: "It's not just the Little Lotus Cave genius. There are also three excellent purple golden lotus plants in the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain in the Divine Continent of Middle Earth. They grow well and are more than ten feet tall."

Wei Bo was speechless.

The Taoist is Lu Chen, the third disciple of the Taoist ancestor Qing Ming Tian Xia.

Qingming Tianxia Taoism is divided into three sects. The leaders of these three sects have a lofty and transcendent status, which is equivalent to the Lisheng, Subsage and Literary Sage in the world.

Lu Chen patted the kid in green on the head and said with a smile: "Okay, stop pretending to be deaf and dumb. If I really want to do something to you, do you think this will be useful?"

The boy in Tsing Yi didn't know Lu Chen's identity until now, but with the magic power of the Lotus Crown Taoist, and the key was to use it in front of Wei Bo and the old madman, the boy in Tsing Yi knew that he had hit the iron plate again, and Most likely, this time it will be harder than any before.

"This..." Lu Chen walked to the cliff with the boy in green and asked with a smile: "Have you ever heard of the allusion of hiding one's ears and stealing one's bell?"

The boy in green raised the back of his hand, wiped his forehead, and choked with sobs: "I've heard of it."

Lu Chen asked again: "What do you think? Tell me from your heart."

The kid in green clothes sobbed: "I just think it's fun."

Lu Chen said with emotion: "You can teach children."

The boy in green suddenly knelt down, held his head in his hands, and stared into the distance with a pitiful look on his face.

I miss Chen Pingan a little bit. If he is around, even if this master's realm is not good enough, the boy in Tsing Yi will feel more at ease.

Lu Chen showed an unprecedented kind look, turned sideways and looked down at the dumb little guy, and asked softly: "Little water snake, do you want to follow Pindao to Qingming World?"

The kid in green clothes raised his head, his face was full of tears, his face was wrinkled, the corners of his mouth turned down, and he said bitterly: "If I refuse, will you raise your foot and crush my head?"

Lu Chen smiled and shook his head, "Of course not, Pindao will only move the pond, because the spring water and golden lotus seeds in it are all things Pindao left behind in this world, so even if Chen Ping'an loses everything, It’s a great opportunity. Don’t you often call yourself a hero? Are you eating and drinking all the time without showing any sense of loyalty? At least you can do something for Chen Ping’an?”

The boy in green shook his head slowly, his eyes dim with tears, "I didn't show loyalty once or twice, and Chen Ping'an won't blame me."

Lu Chen held his forehead, there was nothing he could do with such an ignorant fool, that's all, let's just do this before the opportunity comes.

He sighed and said to the boy in green: "Go back and tell Chen Ping'an that he owes me a favor about the pond, and I will pay it back in the future. As for you, when you go to the river to turn into a dragon, you can go to Zhuanjulu If you can walk halfway up the big road between East and West, you will be considered successful. Then you can ask Chen Ping'an to help you escort you. Well, this is the favor he needs to return to Pindao."

The boy in green asked tentatively: "Why is the immortal so kind to me?"

Lu Chen saw through the little guy's thoughts and said angrily: "First, Pindao is not your long-lost biological father or ancestor. Secondly, Pindao looks down upon the dragon skin you transformed into a dragon. Thirdly, the reason why Pindao is so I enlighten you once because your background is quite special, and I will ask you again in the future whether you want to go to Qingming World."

This Lu Chen disappeared in a flash.

The boy in green clothes stood up and looked around. Sha Niu and Wei Bo were no longer surrounded by Lotus Crown Taoist priests.

In an instant, her tears turned into laughter, and she swaggered towards the girl in pink skirt on the other side of the bamboo building, and said arrogantly: "Silly girl, do you know! The old immortal praised my talent so much that he almost knelt down and accepted me as his disciple. He also said that he would take me to some of the most popular places in the world to drink spicy food! Who am I? Since I have accepted Chen Ping’an as my master, I must respect some moral principles, right? So I refused without hesitation. Didn’t you see that Mr. At that time, the eyes of the Immortal were shining with crystal tears. Alas, the old Immortal was so sincere in his heart. If not, it was all because of Chen Pingan's good luck. He accepted a little bookboy like me, and it was also his fault that I was too loyal! Oh, that's right. , Silly girl, what did the old immortal tell you?"

The girl in the pink skirt raised a small hand, with golden light shining on it. She said awkwardly: "The old fairy talked to me about some rules of writing, and finally said that you must be talking nonsense, and asked me to do it for you and give you a slap in the face."

A crisp and pleasant snap.

The kid in Tsing Yi was thrown hard on his face by the golden palm, and he spun around in the air for several times before falling to the ground. The kid in Tsing Yi lay on the ground and simply pretended to be dead.

Wei Bo stood by the pond, looking at the second floor of the Quiet Bamboo Tower, feeling worried.

In the ancient Yu Kingdom, in a private residence called "Damao Mansion", a tall and handsome scholar with a somewhat sickly pale face was eating a steamed peach blossom mandarin fish with a specially made one in his left hand. With a silver hook and a pair of green bamboo chopsticks in his right hand, he slowly ate the seasonal delicacies. He also had a pot of fine wine from the ancient Yu Kingdom on his hand. From time to time he put down his chopsticks and took a sip.

In front of the elegant scholar's dining table, stood four of the top martial arts masters and Qi practitioners in the ancient Yu Kingdom, who were famous all over the world.

A master of swordsmanship at the pinnacle of the four realms of martial arts, self-taught and extremely murderous. He has received mixed reputations and reputations in the arena of the ancient Yu Kingdom and several surrounding countries. It is recognized that this person has high merit but no virtue, and his admirers firmly believe that this master , as long as you face any sword cultivator from the lower five realms outside of the sect, you can definitely win.

An assassin from the Four Realms is not masked. He is an inconspicuous and simple man, but his face is obviously covered with fake mask. This person is the owner of Mai Ting Lou in the ancient Yu country. Mai Ting Lou is a famous animal figure. The country's assassin agency means that the price is fair, and the employer only needs the money of the flower and wood box to receive the pearl in return.

He once personally took over a business and almost succeeded in assassinating a fifth-level qigong practitioner. If the other party had not possessed a secret sect magic weapon, he might have succeeded. After that, Mai Ting Lou suffered a round of thunderous revenge and almost disappeared. However, during this period, Mai Ting Lou also showed enough bloodiness in the world, and at any cost, he specifically assassinated the immortal disciple who traveled down the mountain. After more than twenty years of long entanglement, one was almost destroyed and the other was injured. Finally, under the personal mediation of the Gu Yu Kingdom's national division, the two sides ceased the war.

In this way, Jianghu sects not only survive and depend on others, but also have such heroic spirit that they are willing to kill themselves and dare to drag the gods off the mountain.

The remaining two qi practitioners, the enchanting woman was a casual cultivator and was good at using poisons. She had endless methods that made people hard to guard against and could corrupt people's souls. No matter whether they were martial arts warriors or mountain gods, they were unwilling to provoke this "snake and scorpion lady". ".

But the other Qi practitioner was a strange face that had never appeared in the government and public affairs of the ancient Yu Kingdom.

The reason why these four great figures can gather together is very simple. The young man who looks like he is coming to Beijing to take the scholar examination is the national master of Guyu State.

After eating the plump and fragrant peach blossom mandarin fish, he took out three pieces of paper from his sleeve, each with a portrait of a character, bent his fingers, tapped a young man in the middle carrying a wooden box, and said with a smile: "Treasury There is a magic weapon named Xuan in it. Whoever successfully intercepts and kills this person can take it away. It was agreed in advance that this young man is most likely a sword cultivator in the Sixth Realm. Pure martial arts in the Third Realm is just an illusion. Don't be fooled by him. Deceived. I only want to collect the heads. As for how they were killed, I don’t care. If the other two are killed, they will get some bonuses, so don’t worry."

The three of them left one after another, leaving only the unknown Qi practitioner.

He sneered and said: "Master Chu, is it not good to be generous to others?"

The scholar smiled and asked, "Is it your intention or His Majesty's?"

The man was silent.

The scholar smiled and said, "As long as you get the head back, that's fine, right? The things still belong to the Chu family's treasury, but they just change hands with me."

The man snorted coldly, turned and left.

After stopping for a while in Nanjian Kingdom, the Dajiao Mountain Kun boat continued to take off and headed south against the wind.

The Kun ship was sailing over the south-central part of Aquarius Continent, and it was still a good time for the clouds to be clear and the wind to be gentle.

At dusk that day, the old Confucian scholar in the mink hat, who had knocked out one of his teeth, walked out of the luxurious courtyard of his single-family house and came to the bow of the ship. As far as he could see, the sun was setting in the west, and the scene was magnificent.

The old Confucian scholar kept looking like this, and unknowingly, there was a woman standing next to him who was also out for a walk. She was really strange as a hairpin with the small flying sword named Ju Luzhou. Thinking about it, of course it is an extremely generous act.

There was a bead pendant hanging at the end of the switch. The reason was even more strange. It was the woman's father. He was afraid that the speed of the switch would be too fast for his daughter to control, so he found a chi bead obtained from a secret realm of the Dragon Palace. For this, he did not hesitate to The sword was refinished to pierce the hanging beads to slow down the flying speed.

The old Confucian scholar did not turn his head to look at the young woman who had just "made a grudge" not long ago. The old man smiled, his lips did not move, and he just quietly conveyed his inner voice: "Little girl, you shouldn't have come to see me. Be careful to show your mistakes. When the time comes, No matter how much your father dotes on you, he will never forgive you."

The young woman looked cold and replied from the bottom of her heart: "Mr. Jianweng, why do you act like this? You have no relatives, no heirs, no disciples..."

The old Confucian scholar raised his hand and rubbed his mink hat. This time he no longer kept any secrets. He spoke directly with words and said with a smile: "Little girl, if you really don't like Mr. Hulu, just say so directly. There is no need to feel amiss." If a man is a good person, you must like him. If you meet a man you like in the future, he is not necessarily a bad man, you must not like him."

The young woman's face turned slightly red.

The old man said with emotion: "After a lifetime of tossing around the world, I feel that the small courtyard on the Kun ship can make people calm. Fortunately, I brought a box of books before boarding the ship. Every day when I opened the door, I was greeted by this sea of ​​clouds. The mountains, rivers, sun and moon are so pleasing to the eye. When I go back and close the door, there is a table of books and moral articles, which can cultivate the mind..."

The young woman sighed softly.

This trip to the south was arranged by her father, who said he wanted her to go out and relax.

At first, she thought her father was trying to match her up with Mr. Hulu, but it wasn't until the Wutong Mountain Ferry in the Great Li Dynasty that she realized it wasn't that simple at all.

It was only yesterday that she learned the real inside story and that Mr. Jianweng was actually the key chess piece.

What a big game of chess.

She even thought that she would become an outcast.

The old man in the mink hat waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go. I'm not a handsome young man. You, a young lady, are watching the sunset here with a bad old man. Don't you feel embarrassed? I still feel uncomfortable."

The young woman left silently, returned to the yard, held her breath, and quietly waited for the change to come.

The old monk from Ju Luzhou, nicknamed Mr. Jianweng, smashed his mouth, took off his marten hat, slapped it hard twice, threw it out of the Kun boat, and disappeared with the wind, "Let's go, old man."

The old man looked back to the north. When he was young, he was a scholar with the qualifications of a gentleman in Ju Luzhou. However, he had a bad temper and was arrogant about his talents. He cursed the courtiers all day long and year after year. He scolded him over and over again, but he still didn't accuse himself of being useless and a scholar.

Later, when his family and country were gone, the old man could no longer curse.

The old Confucian scholar who had lost his marten hat returned to the small courtyard. The deacons and servants from Jiujiao Mountain treated him respectfully along the way. The old man felt a little guilty, but he still had the same smile on his face, saying hello and joking, which made people feel more cordial than before. From the stern Mr. Hulu to the sinister Mrs. Qinggu, this Mr. Jianweng is really much more "cute".

In the dusk, the old man returned to the house, took a Confucian classic and sat in the yard. He did not read the book, but closed his eyes and began to take a nap.

The territory of Aquarius Continent under the Kun ship is the territory of the Zhuying Dynasty, which is the powerful dynasty with the most swordsmen in Aquarius Continent. According to legend, the Land Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple first traveled around the world in the Wei and Jin Dynasties and stayed in the Zhuying Dynasty. For the longest time, there were several life-and-death fights, and the opponents were all famous swordsmen from the Zhu Ying Dynasty.

The Zhuying Dynasty was the most powerful power in the central and southern parts of Aquarius Continent. It had as many as a dozen small vassal states. In terms of land area, it was second only to Dali in the north, which had annexed the Lu Dynasty. And the many dragons of the old Emperor Zhu Ying Among the sons and grandsons, there are two Nine Realm Sword Cultivators who decided to give up the throne early on. Among the four royal enshrinements, there is a Ten Realm Sword Cultivator who once had a fight with the man who is known as the No. 1 person among the Five Realms on Aquarius Continent. Fengleiyuan Li Tuanjing had three encounters and lost three times, but the gap was limited, otherwise Li Tuanjing would not have agreed to the next two challenges.

Previously, the two dynasties to the north of Guanhu Academy were engaged in a fierce and desperate battle. Both sides were severely damaged. The Zhuying dynasty not far to the south was watching the fire from across the bank, and everyone in the government and the public was gloating about the misfortune.

There are many countries in Aquarius, but they are truly "dynasties" that can only be counted on two hands.

The Lu family dynasty in the north has passed away. It is said that the royal family members were hanged and thrown into wells. Those who survived were all reduced to prisoners and remnants, forced to dig mountains and eat dirt for the Song family in Dali. The Gao family of the Great Sui Dynasty could not stand alone. Further south, there were the two rival dynasties who were fighting fiercely. Even the last bit of wealth left by their ancestors was thrown into the battlefield. Both sides were injured in the fight. Corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed thousands of miles. The place where the country fought its decisive battle is destined to become a battlefield site recorded in history.

The killing in the north of Aquarius Continent north of Nanjian Kingdom and Guanhu Academy was very lively.

There is still singing and dancing in the south.

But in the dusk today, on the top of an unknown mountain in the Zhu Ying Dynasty, thousands of rays of sword energy suddenly burst into bloom, shining brightly like daylight for dozens of miles around. The sword energy shot straight into the sky, like a waterfall from bottom to top. It rushed straight towards a floating Kun ship.

In an instant, the huge Kun ship traveling across continents was riddled with holes, and hundreds of people were killed on the spot. The severely damaged Kun fish wailed and writhed violently. The formations used to stabilize the many buildings on the Kun fish's back were already in the sword. Kun Yu was destroyed by the impact of the air. Kun Yu's swaying made it worse. Coupled with the strong wind blowing from the sky, hundreds more people were thrown directly off the back of Kun's ship and fell to death on the ground of Zhu Ying Dynasty.

The destruction of the Kun boat was a foregone conclusion. The Dajiu Mountain Qi practitioners, including the boat owner, were helpless and could only watch the dying Kun fish rushing towards the ground.

During this period, great monks kept flying into the air in panic, and Madam Green Bones and her party were among them.

The slender and skinny Mrs. Qinggu had a livid face and her eyes were narrow and sharp, and when she narrowed them, they looked like sharp edges. She held her son in one hand and grabbed her husband's neck with the other, staring at the rapidly falling Kun ship, and then her eyes He glanced towards the starting point of those sword energies, as if trying to find the culprit.

The monks, who were like grains of rice, kept rising into the sky and quickly left the Kun ship.

However, those Qi practitioners who were unable to fly through the air were destined to resign themselves to their fate. Moreover, if the Kun fish turned over and crashed into the earth, they would all be killed, and there would be no possibility of survival.

At this moment, an extremely long golden rainbow hung from the northern sky.

The golden rainbow light came under Kunyu's head.

It turned out to be a middle-aged monk with a resolute face. He supported Kunyu with both hands, shouted angrily, squatted slightly on his knees, and a large golden lotus appeared under his feet.

But the force of Kun's ship falling was so powerful that it was like the top of a mountain.

The monk was pressed so hard that he kept sinking, and the golden lotus flowers under his feet collapsed. Although his appearance slightly slowed down the Kunyu's fall, according to this momentum, the monk would still be knocked directly into the ground by the Kunyu's head for ten meters. Several feet.

The middle-aged monk's seven orifices oozed blood, but it was not bright red, but golden.

It turned out to be a Buddhist golden body Arhat.

The monk didn't have the slightest idea of ​​giving up. He shouted loudly, turned around suddenly, arched his back, and ran forward as if carrying a load. His freed hands began to form seals on his chest.

This Buddhist practitioner raises his right forearm upright, with his fingers stretched upward like mountains and mountains, and his palm facing outward.

It is the Buddhist fearless seal.

The middle-aged monk had golden blood flowing all over his body, but his face remained calm. He seemed completely indifferent to the tremendous pain he had suffered and the passage of hard-earned cultivation.

When the monk's feet touched the earth, the sinking momentum of the Kun boat had stabilized, but the monk was eventually pressed into the earth. When the Kun boat rumbled to a stop, the monk had disappeared. After a long time, the soil Only then did the monk, who was loose and covered in dust and golden blood, dig through the mud and walk out of the bottom of the Kunyu. The middle-aged monk turned around with a look of compassion on his face, clasped his hands together, bowed his head and chanted Amitabha.

In the night, the monk walked on the back of the dead Kunyu. The buildings collapsed and the rubble was filled with corpses and injuries.

The monk tried his best to take care of them one by one. Finally, he came to a girl with a bloody face. The monk sighed and saw that she was fine. He clasped his hands and left silently.

The girl with dull eyes was holding a girl of the same age in her arms. The corpse whose face could not be seen clearly had a beautiful embroidered bag hanging slumped around her waist.

The girl who was still alive patted the corpse's back gently and murmured repeatedly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Caiyi Country, Rouge County.

The sun was shining brightly, the streets in the county city were bustling with people, and the official roads outside the city were full of merchants and travelers.

The old immortal stayed in a large house not far from the county governor's mansion. The owner was extremely wealthy and sent out invitations widely, inviting the big and small dignitaries in the city to his home. For this purpose, a high platform was specially built in the middle of the lake. Before it got dark, colored lanterns were hung high. Guests filed in one after another, bringing their families with them, estimated to be no less than 300 people.

Thanks to the help of Xu Gaohua, the legitimate son of the county governor, Chen Pingan and the others were able to enter, but the location was not good. Two benches were arranged in a verandah by the lake, but at least there was a small table for visiting melons and fruit snacks. Compared with Those nearby guests who only have seats but no hospitality are still more beautiful. The reason is that Xu Gaohua does not go to accompany the county governor and wants to stay with friends, so the house will temporarily add them.

Chen Pingan originally wanted to practice sword furnace, but he was worried that it would be too conspicuous, so he had to take off the wine gourd and drink slowly.

Xu Gaohua sat between the bearded man and Taoist Zhang Shanfeng, whispering to them about the family's strong financial resources and their inextricable and secret relationship with a general of the Caiyi Kingdom.

The old fairy and his yellow paper beauty arrived as promised. First they flew over from a tall building in the distance and slowly landed on the high platform in the center of the lake. When they landed, they seemed like dragonflies touching the water, with their big sleeves swaying, showing off their majestic beauty. This move won loud cheers and applause, one after another around the lake.

The old god's face was rosy, he was thin and elegant, and he was dressed like a talkative celebrity. After landing, he didn't talk nonsense. He even skipped the courtesy with the county governor and the garrison generals. With a flick of his wrist, he put his two fingers together and an extra A yellow talisman, if you are a master with good eyesight, you can see the lines of a woman painted on it, which is far from lifelike.

The old god flicked his fingers lightly, and the yellow paper between his fingers shot out. When it touched the ground, a cloud of blue smoke exploded and spread slowly.

A graceful woman in colorful clothes walked out of the smoke and gave a blessing to a waterside pavilion where the main guests were.

The bearded swordsman and the young Taoist priest were amazed, and Liu Gaohua even clapped his hands and applauded.

Chen Pingan suddenly raised his eyes.

Someone just happened to look over at the same time.

The man was half-crouching on top of the far courtyard wall, grinning at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan stood up calmly and told Zhang Shanfeng to find the toilet. The young Taoist priest told him to go back quickly and don't miss the wonderful scene. Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

When Chen Pingan walked out of the corridor and walked down the steps, the young man in black, who was about the same age as Chen Pingan, also walked on the wall.

The distance between the two sides keeps getting closer.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Some people don't want to meet again after parting, but they often meet by chance inadvertently.

For example, Chen Pingan and the guy named Ma Kuxuan.

Some people who clearly hoped to see each other again would never see each other again, such as Chen Ping'an and the girl named Qiushi.