Sword of Coming

Chen Pingan didn't wait for Ning Yao to finish what he said, and said angrily, Miss Ning, please wait a moment. Then Chen Pingan turned his head, took off his sword gourd and secretly took a sip of wine.

Ning Yao was a little confused.

Could it be that this guy did something to make him feel sorry for himself? For example, after coming all the way from Lizhu Cave to Daoxuan Mountain and owing a huge amount of debt, it was all written down on her head, Ning Yao?

For example, he lost the Shanshanquan manual early, and after only practicing a few thousand punches, he felt that he was useless in boxing. So now he carried the sword box and started practicing swordsmanship. In the end, he was useless in boxing and swordplay?

Or maybe Chen Ping'an is wandering around the world, a fool is lucky, surrounded by a large circle of heartless confidante, and now he is waiting for him in the inn?

Ning Yao thought about the East and the West, and the South and the North.

The only thing I didn't think about was whether Chen Ping'an had lost the sword Ruan Qiong forged.

How is this possible, thousands of mountains and rivers, spring, summer, autumn and winter, he will definitely send the sword.

After drinking, Chen Pingan suddenly stood up, walked to the bottom of the steps, and faced Ning Yao. Behind Ning Yao was a Jingjian Pavilion, which seemed to be the place where the ten thousand years of energy and energy of the Great Sword Qi Wall were located, and there were also the Dogwood and Youhuang. Chen Ping'an was squatting at the foot of the wall, thinking about a lot of messy things. For example, among the beautiful poems recorded in the book, there was one person planting dogwood trees everywhere, there was sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, there was A Liang and the fierce character, and there were those in the thunder pond. Even more historical engravings, Chen Ping'an even thought about the first reunion between the two. It was definitely not like this, sitting on the steps of an upside-down mountain and then meeting her.

Ning Yao sat leisurely on the steps, leaning back and resting her elbows lazily on the high steps. Her eyes narrowed, and her narrow eyebrows became more slender and attractive.

When Chen Pingan saw this scene, he couldn't say a word. He turned his head and took another sip of wine.

Chen Pingan just opened his mouth to speak.

Ning Yao suddenly raised his eyebrows, sat up straight, and asked: "Chen Pingan, when did you become an alcoholic?!"

Those words that I had finally mustered up the courage to reach my mouth like climbing a mountain were all frightened back to my stomach, as if they fell to their death from a cliff, and each one fell to pieces.

Chen Pingan sighed, squatted on the ground, remained silent, and scratched his head with both hands.

Ning Yao stood up and said with a smile: "Chen Pingan, you seem to have grown taller?"

Chen Ping'an stood up suddenly and stretched out his hand to signal Ning Yao not to go down the steps, "Miss Ning, wait until I finish saying this!"

The young man raised his head high, puffed out his chest, gripped the wine bottle tightly, and looked at the girl wearing a dark green robe.

Ning Yao blinked, seemingly unable to guess what medicine Chen Ping'an was selling in his gourd.

Chen Pingan said: "Miss Ning..."

He quickly shook his head and changed his title, "Ning Yao, I like you."

Ning Yao sat back on the steps, "You can speak louder if you can."

Chen Pingan shouted at the top of his voice, "Ning Yao! I like you!"

Ning Yao asked: "Who are you?"

Chen Pingan's smile was bright, and he was no longer a little reserved. He said boldly: "Da Li Longquan Chen Pingan!"

Although Chen Ping'an also knows that after giving the sword to Miss Ning, it is best to get to know Miss Ning's hometown and her friends in the Great Wall of Sword Qi again before they get to know her for a while. Safe, the worst outcome is that Ning Yao doesn't like him, but maybe they can still be friends.

But Chen Ping'an didn't want to do this.

Ning Yao stood up again. She looked strange and asked Chen Pingan, "Is it so amazing to like someone?"

Chen Ping'an was confused and didn't know how to answer at all.

After someone confesses that they like her, do all the girls in the world ask this question?

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but complain a little about the masters of the old swordsman Song of Shushui Kingdom and the old Zhouzi of Guihua Island. They had a crow's mouth and refused to teach their martial arts experience.

Ning Yao stepped down the steps and came to Chen Ping'an. He stretched out a hand and said, "Bring it here."

Chen Ping'an groaned, untied the knot, took off the wooden box on his back, pulled out the long sword forged by the saint Ruan Qiong, and handed it to the girl in front of him.

After Ning Yao took the long sword, she hung it on the right side of her waist without unsheathing it to check the edge. She went straight forward and just passed by Chen Pingan.

When Chen Pingan suddenly turned his head and looked around, he saw her raising one arm and gently waving goodbye.

Chen Pingan's lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say anything because all his strength and courage were used in the previous sentence.

He refused to turn his head or look back for a long time.

She walked farther and farther, and her figure gradually disappeared into the night.

Chen Ping'an turned his head, walked to where he was sitting on the steps, and began to mumble words that he had no time to say.

Miss Ning, how are you doing recently?

Miss Ning, I have seen a lot of interesting things during this trip, can I tell you about them?

Miss Ning, you must have never imagined that I originally promised you to practice boxing a million times, but now you are only short of 20,000 punches.

Miss Ning, do you know that when you smiled at my ancestral home on Mu Ping Lane, I felt that I was the richest person in the world.

Ning Yao, I saw A Liang, but Mr. Qi left.

Ning Yao, I have been to Huangting Kingdom, Sui Dynasty, Caiyi Kingdom, Shushui Kingdom, Laolongcheng, and many places. I have met many girls, but none of them are as good-looking as you.

Miss Ning, you asked me if I liked you before, and I said no, and you didn’t seem unhappy. But now that I like you so much, you don’t seem happy. I’m sorry.

Miss Ning, I am very happy to meet you.

In the white jade square at the foot of Gufeng Mountain, the little Taoist boy wearing a fishtail crown continued to sit on the futon and read a book. These days are important fasting days for Qingming Tianxia. Xuanxuan Mountain has never regarded itself as a vast world, so it leads to Jianqi. This gate of the Great Wall will not be reopened until the day after tomorrow. Otherwise, this will be one of the busiest areas in the Upside Down Mountain.

Because there are only people passing here, not goods.

The real transit hub is in the heart of the Hanging Mountain.

There are eight nearby ferries, including Zhu Fang Pavilion and Shang Xiang Tower, each with a sloping downward road leading to the mountain. In the early years, in order to decide whether it was necessary to cut through the mountain wall to build a new large ferry in the mountain, we asked Qingming Tianxia for instructions. There was a dispute between the master teacher and the two brothers. The Great Heavenly Lord of Daixuan Mountain thought that the general trend was inevitable. Why did Daixuan Mountain keep so much incense and not earn any money?

The little Taoist boy, whose real identity is not only the gatekeeper, but also the second person in the Xuanxuan Mountain, feels that the ground-breaking of Xuanxuan Mountain, as long as it involves the Shanziyin body, even the slightest bit, is disrespectful to the master.

At that time, the two quarreled and couldn't come up with an answer, so they fought over it. Afterwards, they each lit three sticks of incense in Shangxiang Tower, which alarmed the master teacher who had been staying in Tianwaitian all year round. The master first returned to Bai Yujing in Qingming World, and then After issuing an edict in person, the two senior brothers calmed down. However, after that, the little Taoist boy, who originally held great power and was almost as powerful as his senior brothers, became angry and stopped handling any affairs in the Upside Down Mountain, leaving everything to the Great Heavenly Lord. , just guarding such a futon.

The man holding the sword sitting on the hitching post had been sleeping soundly throughout the day, but at night he was very awake. His eyes were as bright as the bright moon, and his face was filled with a smile that was watching the excitement. He looked around as if waiting for someone.

He waited left and right, but when he didn't see the person he expected, he became a little impatient. He jumped down from the hitching post, walked around the mirrored door, came to the little Taoist boy and squatted down next to him. The only sound in his ears was the little Taoist boy's slow turning of the book.

The little Taoist boy has been in a bad mood recently. Although he is a Taoist in the lineage of Mahatma, he is close to the Third Master Lu Chen. He is annoyed when he sees that sissy named Lu. The little sissy has a loud voice, which makes her even more annoying. Senior Brother Datianjun is still annoyed when he loses in a fight.

Why are there so many worries in the world?

I had never been deceived by the little headmaster Lu Chen into this hanging mountain in the world before. When I stayed in that white jade capital, I didn’t have so many worries. I walked with the headmaster Lu on the railing on the top floor every day, eagerly waiting for the master to come from the sky. Return to Baiyujing to recuperate. Occasionally, with good luck, you can meet Mr. Daozu, who is rare in a century. Mr. Daozu is a busy man and rarely appears in Baiyujing. He either wanders around in unknown secret realms to help stabilize his luck and build a world that can be used. The monks live in the cave where they practice Taoism, or they observe the Tao in the small lotus cave. Of course, the Taoist ancestor no longer needs to understand the Tao. The so-called observing the Tao, according to his master, is just watching other people's small ways.

The little Taoist boy couldn't stand the man holding a sword next to him, "In the final analysis, she's just a little girl. What's so good about her?"

The man holding the sword smiled and said: "You don't understand. I am a guilty person, and I am rarely interested in being punished here."

The little Taoist boy closed the book and said with a grin: "Hey, just a door away, in the vast world, where is the Great Sword Immortal who has the Immortal Realm, a small interest? How small?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "It's really boring to chat with a guy like you."

The man added, "The couple next door are more compatible with each other than us. Now they've already started to have a little fun."

The little Taoist boy then became a little more interested, "What are you betting on?"

The man holding the sword asked tentatively: "Can you lend me half of the futon to sit on?"

Xiao Daotong remained motionless and sneered, "What do you think?"

The man no longer dwelled on this point and continued: "Old Yao and the Taoist nun next door were betting on whether the little girl would be alone or two people when they returned to the Sword Qi Great Wall before dawn."

The little Taoist boy asked, "Can't we just not answer any of them?"

The man holding the sword shook his head and looked into the distance, "She will definitely return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

The little Taoist boy asked: "Because of the glory of the two surnames Ning and Yao?"

The man sighed with a complicated expression.

The little Taoist boy's eyes lit up, he waved his sleeves, and after silently reciting two names in his heart with the accent of East Aquarius Island, two green talismans were formed by drawing talismans with his hands, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The man holding the sword flicked his fingers and shattered the two talismans, which were more ethereal than the smoke, and said angrily: "See no evil, and hear no evil."

There are two talismans, one is the echo talisman of heaven and earth, and the other is the breeze talisman. The former can move quickly between the heaven and the earth. As long as the conversation in a certain place involves the words silently recited by the person who drew the talisman, this talisman will begin to work, and you can quietly Record the conversation. If the latter blows the talisman on his face, he can find the character painted on the talisman and send back a picture.

Both are of high rank and extremely difficult to draw, but they are useless in the Taoist talisman line on the mountain, because whether it is an echo talisman or a breeze blowing talisman, if it encounters a place where the magic is restricted and the evil spirit is strong, the talisman will be consumed rapidly. Spiritual energy, for example, hits the mansion where the door god sits, the Man Mo Temple, the City God Pavilion, mass graves, etc.

Even if the talisman paper is made of good material, it will cause a lot of backlash and the movement will be too loud. Once noticed by the monks, it will naturally be regarded as a provocation. Following the clues, it is easy to find the person who drew the talisman, which will eventually cause disputes.

Therefore, the two talismans are only suitable for wandering investigation in "lawless" places.

However, there is certainly no problem for the little Taoist boy to control two talismans on his own territory in Daoxuan Mountain.

It's a pity that it was broken by the Hanging Mountain Sword Immortal with a snap of his fingers.

The man holding the sword asked: "Do you want to bet or not?"

The little Taoist boy lost interest and shook his head and said: "No, you are such a bad gambler. Your gambling quality is so bad that you can be among the top three in Daixuan Mountain. I will bet with you. If you lose, I will definitely give you something. Bet If you win, you will definitely not get anything. Bet on anything, don’t bet.”

The man's mood was desolate, "I don't have much hope in this life. Even as a gambler, I can't rank first."

The little Taoist boy thought of an interesting thing, laughed and said, "Forget it, take a look at the two broken swords in the Jingjian Pavilion. Then look back at yourself. All the people passing by here, whether they are from the Great Wall of Sword Qi Who in the world doesn't respect you respectfully? In their eyes, even the farts of you, the living great swordsman, are delicious."

The man holding the sword was not angry and laughed at himself: "So, I am here to look after the door, so I really shouldn't have any complaints."

The little Taoist boy put down his book, held the back of his head with his hands, and looked up at the sky.

The man murmured: "For ordinary people in the city, after a hundred years away from home, their hometown will almost become their hometown. For Qi practitioners, a thousand years doesn't count, so we have to wait for 10,000 years to go up." Where are the prisoners and refugees?”

Xiao Daotong did not answer this question.

Can't answer.

The night is deep in Xuanxuan Mountain, and the scorching sun is high on the other side of the gate.

There are also two people sitting at the door, one each from Jianqi Great Wall and Xuanxuan Mountain.

An old swordsman in gray clothes was refining his natal flying sword openly and openly. Next to him stood a middle-aged Taoist nun wearing a magic sword.

The Taoist nun frowned and said, "Girl Ning went to Daoxuan Mountain privately, which is against the rules. When the Lord Mahatma comes to hold her accountable, I will tell the truth."

The old sword cultivator nodded and said, "Just tell the truth. I will bear the responsibility."

A group of boys and girls came from a distance, all of them were the darlings of the Great Sword Qi Great Wall.

Although almost everyone has a distinguished family background and can be called a proud son of heaven, in the recent war, in less than three years, this group of children has gone on three expeditions and lost two friends. One was nicknamed Little Grasshopper. One of the young men died in battle on the battlefield south of the city. The other young man completed his training and returned to the Confucian Academy.

A handsome young man, wearing two long swords hanging from his waist, one with a scabbard and a scripture, and one without a scabbard, named Yun Wen.

A fat young man with a naturally smiling face, but the most murderous spirit, with a purple lightning sword on his waist.

A one-armed girl carries an ill-fitting sword on her back.

A dark boy with an ugly face and scars, wearing a sword and red makeup.

When the old swordsman saw these bastards, he didn't look good and continued to practice his sword.

On the other hand, Taoist Aunt Shidao, who has no connection with any of the major families in the Sword Qi Great Wall, greets the children with a sincere smile.

To say that these guys are children is just because of their size and age. In fact, the bright future and height of achievements of each of them can be seen almost on the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi. Especially when they walked up to the top of the city, then walked down the top of the city to the battlefield in the south, and experienced the battles firsthand, they had actually earned enough respect.

Sword Qi Great Wall, no matter what your last name is, you need to rush to the battlefield.

Of course, there will be some differences, which lies in the cultivation level of the sword masters who protect the formation. Young and girl swordsmen from poor families can only accept the sword masters arranged by the Great Sword Qi Wall, while the children of those families with big surnames who went to war early are surrounded by There will definitely be people following you secretly, most of them are powerful followers who have no mission for the time being, but unless they are in a certain death situation, these people will not easily help.

North of the Sword Qi Great Wall, every inch of this soil is soaked with the sword Qi passed down from ancient times to the present.

To the south, every inch is seeped with the blood of generations.

This group of people have different personalities. The fat man pestered Taoist Sister Shi Dao and imitated someone and said bad dirty words. In the end, he was called a stupid goose by the Taoist nun from Hanging Mountain. The one-armed girl stared hard at the old swordsman's sword refining. The handsome young man had a displeased look on his face, while the dark-skinned young man looked blankly at the gate. He heard that there was another world just a few feet away, and there was only one sun and moon over there. The scenery there was beautiful, with clear mountains and clear waters. The young man really couldn't imagine what beautiful mountains and clear waters meant.

The handsome young man kept tapping the hilt of the sword with his palms, looking a little impatient, and complained: "If I see that guy, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but slash him with my sword. You must stop me then."

The fat man chuckled and said: "What are you trying to stop me from? I'll chop you down and chop you into pieces by Ning Yao. You will lose two eyesores at once. Isn't that killing two birds with one stone? Don't worry, with the two swords of Sutra and Cloud Pattern, I will I will keep it for you."

After making a joke, the fat boy felt a little helpless, "About that guy, Ning Yao didn't want to say more. He just kept saying the same words over and over again: Li Zhudongtian is a fool, a bad guy, a money fan... How do I feel, if we have to make a choice? , or are the nerds from the academy more lovable? After all, he has fought alongside us many times, and even saved Dong Heitan once, so he is barely worthy of Ning Yao."

The ugly boy glared at Pangdun fiercely.

How could the latter be afraid, so he returned with a wink.

The handsome young man asked: "Is it possible that we are overthinking it? With Ning Yao's temperament, who can we fall in love with in this life?"

The one-armed girl thought about it seriously, and she closed the coffin and concluded: "It's difficult!"

In the middle of the night behind Hanging Mountain, a heroic girl in a dark green robe with two swords hanging from her waist appeared near the foot of Gufeng Mountain. She walked straight into the mirror without even looking at the man holding the sword and the little Taoist boy.

In an instant, she walked out of the mirror again. The scorching sun was in the sky. She raised her head and subconsciously narrowed her eyes.

Inside and outside the gate, the man holding the sword, the young Taoist boy You Yuguan, the old swordsman in gray and the Taoist nun Shi Dao all looked at each other in unison.

As for the girl's peers, the friends who were full of admiration and respect for her, they were all heartlessly relieved, feeling that the weather was really nice today when Ning Yao was the only one returning to the Sword Qi Great Wall.

As they walked, the charcoal-looking young man surnamed Dong turned his head and said, "Sister Ning?"

Ning Yao hummed and quickened his pace to keep up with them.

Cross them again.

The four people who were laughing and talking fell silent.

Outside Xuanshan Jingjian Pavilion, Chen Pingan stood up and planned to return to the Stork Inn.

Just after he stood up, he noticed a couple of middle-aged men and women walking in the distance. They were plainly dressed and smiling. They just glanced at him and then looked at Jingjian Pavilion behind him.

Chen Pingan lowered his head and pinned the wine gourd that he had never drank before leaving.

The woman smiled softly and said: "This is our first time visiting Jingjian Pavilion. I heard that it is very big. Do you have any special instructions or explanations?"

Chen Pingan stopped, thought for a moment, and nodded: "How about I take you for a walk?"

After the man and woman looked at each other and smiled, they both nodded: "Okay."