Sword of Coming

Three days later, in the early morning, Chen Ping'an was about to leave Cliff Academy.

Li Baoping discovered that Li Huai, Pei Qian and the others had been secretly getting together recently, and even his junior uncle disappeared from time to time, which made Li Baoping a little disappointed.

On this day, Li Baoping came to Cui Dongshan's yard early in the morning and wanted to see off his little uncle.

Pei Qian didn't sleep with her yesterday, but he borrowed a narrow knife auspicious charm and a small silver gourd from her.

Li Baoping found that the entire courtyard was deserted.

Could it be that the junior uncle secretly left again?

Li Baoping turned around and was about to fly towards the foot of the mountain.

But she found Cui Dongshan yawning and walking from a distant path. Li Baoping was walking quickly on the spot. She could fly out like an arrow at any time. She asked anxiously: "Where is the young master uncle? How long have you been walking?"

Cui Dongshan looked confused, "I left early. Don't you know what happened in the middle of the night last night?"

Li Baoping suddenly stopped and wrinkled his face, which was still generally round, except for the chin that started to point slightly.

Cui Dongshan lamented, and when he saw that the little girl was about to burst the embankment, he quickly comforted: "Don't think too much, my husband must be afraid of seeing you in your current state. It was not the same last time. Your junior uncle has obviously changed." He got new clothes and new boots, but he didn’t go to the academy either. I was the only one accompanying him at that time, watching him turn around every step of the way."

Li Baoping sniffed.

Cui Dongshan asked tentatively: "How about I accompany you to the lake to relax and talk about my husband?"

Li Baoping thought for a while and nodded.

The two of them went to the lake.

It was bright and clear, and there was no one around. In the past, there would have been a few sparse academy students reciting the poems of saints here, but today it seemed particularly quiet.

Cui Dongshan took Li Baoping to a high platform by the lake. Cui Dongshan suddenly asked: "Xiao Baoping, I think it's so unkind for your junior uncle to leave without saying goodbye. Don't worry, as long as you don't recognize him as your junior junior uncle." , even if I stay with you and don’t recognize this gentleman, do you think I am very loyal?”

Li Baoping glared and said, "What are you talking about? There are only those who don't want Uncle Li Baoping, and there is no one who doesn't want Uncle Li Baoping!"

Cui Dongshan pretended to be stunned, and said with a long tail tone, "That's it."

Cui Dongshan snapped his fingers.

The shore path around the lake suddenly lit up with a brilliant golden halo.

At this moment, Cui Dongshan removed part of the thunder pool drawn by the immortal flying sword Golden Spike.

I saw Li Huai suddenly appearing on the path by the lake in the distance.

I saw this guy holding a white deer in his hand, wearing a bamboo hat like someone else, hanging a narrow knife and auspicious charm, and a small silver gourd hanging around his waist.

Li Baoping was stunned.

After Li Huai walked for a while, he opened his mouth loudly, "I, Li Huai, have been in seclusion for three days and finally learned a good martial arts. This time I go down the mountain to travel around the world. I want to learn from the talents of heroes from all over the world."

Cui Dongshan snapped his fingers again.

I saw two figures appearing not far from the high platform. Poor Zhu Lian and Shi Rou, playing the role of the path-cutting bandits, were beating up the two "weak scholars" Yu Lu and Lin Shouyi respectively.

Li Huai shouted: "Stop!"

Zhu Lian blocked Li Huai's path and shouted, "You still have to keep the passing money and hand over the money that bought your life!"

Li Huai laughed loudly, "A little thief with no eyes dares to rob me, Hero Li. I will scream when I see injustice on the road today. If you have the ability, just come and get it."

Zhu Lian fluttered out a series of broken steps, like a wave of light steps, showing the master's style. He punched Li Huai's chest lightly, and Li Huai remained motionless, looking up to the sky and laughing.

Zhu Lian felt as if he had been struck by lightning, shaking so much that his body was like a sieve. He spoke in a trembling voice: "This... young hero... has such deep internal power!"

Then he flew backwards, twitched twice, and was probably dead, just like the minions in the novels of Youxia novels. Being able to say such a sentence in front of the hero is already a great drama.

Shi Rou followed up and patted Li Huai with a gentle palm.

Li Huai waved his hand and laughed, "Go away!"

Shi Rou seemed to be injured by the gang energy, spinning several times in the air, falling far away, lying on the ground, raising a hand, pointing at Li Huai, suppressing the shame and anger in her heart, "Who are you? There has never been anyone in the world. I’ve heard of an unfathomable master like you!”

Li Huai stretched out a palm and raised it in front of his chest. He imitated the monk's words and said, "It's my fault. It's just that my martial arts skills are too high. I didn't stop my hand all of a sudden."

Li Huai stopped his movements, came to the high platform, and looked around, "Remember, I am Li Huai, the chief helmsman of Longquan County, the branch helmsman of Donghuashan, and the small helmsman of the school! People in the world are known as the invincible hand with two fists and the two-handed helmsman. The 'Fist and Kick Master' Li Daxia who has his feet on the mountain, our chief helmsman, is the world-famous and unifying contemporary martial arts leader - Li! Bao! Ping!"

Li Baoping crossed his arms across his chest and nodded gently.

Cui Dongshan snapped his fingers, and Li Huaibailu, Zhu Lianshirou, and Yu Lulin Shouyi all disappeared.

At the same time, Yu Lu and Xie appeared next to the lake on the left and right sides. One stood and played the flute, and the other sat and played the harp, like the immortals and heroes in the rivers and lakes.

The sound of the flute is faint and the sound of the piano is melodious.

More and more passionate and generous.

On the shore of the lake directly opposite the high platform where Li Baoping was, after Cui Dongshan smiled slightly, a thin black figure appeared in an instant. He ran all the way, supported himself on the ground with a hiking pole, jumped up high, and threw himself into the lake. In the air, he pulled out the bamboo sword from his waist with both hands, and then his body rotated and landed on the ground, looking stylish and very domineering.

Every time Pei Qian falls on the lake, a golden flower will appear under his feet, so he doesn't have to worry about falling into the water.

Pei Qian first performed a white ape dragging sword style with his bamboo sword. With one drum movement, he was as powerful as a tiger, running in a straight line. After running for more than ten feet, he shouted at the high platform on Cui Dongshan's side and slashed out with his sword.

Then she tiptoed and stepped on the golden flower that Cui Dongshan helped control. She twisted her body suddenly, put the bamboo knife back on her waist, landed on the ground, and continued to run forward with her own crazy swordsmanship.

In order to be able to fight the wildest dogs in the future, Pei Qian felt that he was practicing martial arts diligently.

She felt that this unique set of skills was unparalleled in the world.

Pei Qian was able to perform this set of swordsmanship with great ease and in one go.

One stood still and put away the bamboo sword.

Pei Qian stood on the lake only seven or eight feet away from the high platform. He flipped his wrist and suddenly turned out the hand-twisted small gourd. He raised it high and said loudly: "There is nothing good in the world, except for wine. What about wine?" Come, come, come! Who will drink this wine with me?"

Cui Dongshan laughed heartily, his big sleeves fluttering, and he rushed towards Pei Qian. He reached out his arms with both hands, flicked his fingers, grabbed the silver small gourd into his hands, and drew two streams of water transport essence from the lake to make wine. A stream of silver sword-raising gourds floated around the gourds twisted in Pei Qian's hands.

The two stood side by side, one big and one small, both with their heads raised and drinking.

Then Cui Dongshan and Pei Qian seemed to have rehearsed it countless times. They started to stumble and stagger drunkenly. Then the two of them walked sideways like crabs, spreading their arms and their big sleeves billowing like waves. Finally, the two of them imitated the little girl in the red skirt. , standing still, jumping up and down.

This scene made Li Baoping, standing alone on the high platform, smile from ear to ear.

Cui Dongshan suddenly sat down, rolled his sleeves, and something conjured out of nowhere started to sing with the fou in his hand.

It is a stinky tofu-eating ballad adapted by Chen Pingan and Pei Qian from a folk song in Longquan County.

Cui Dongshan sang: "Staff, I have read some books, recognized a lot of words, and accumulated a lot of knowledge, but I can't sell it for a few pennies."

Pei Qian had already put away his hand-twisted gourds, puffed out his chest, raised his head high, and walked in circles around Cui Dongshan, "The stinky tofu is so delicious that I can't afford it!"

"There are ghosts and demons in the mountains, and water ghosts in the lakes and rivers. I turned my head in fear and realized that I had been away from home for many years."

"I was so scared that I quickly ate a piece of stinky tofu to calm down the shock!"

"Which little girl has the fragrance of orchids on her body, why is she crying? Do you think she is pitiful?"

"Eat stinky tofu, stinky tofu is as fragrant as orchids!"

"I would like to ask Mr. Fuzi what to do. There is a small paper kite hanging on the branch basking in the sun."

"Climb the tree and pick the little paper kites, then go home and eat stinky tofu!"

"Burning incense in front of the grave is like a young deity, but the bones of the descendants in the grave are hundreds of years old. Do you think it's ridiculous?"

This was Cui Dongshan talking nonsense. Pei Qian was stunned. He didn't care anyway and casually said: "Huh? Who is eating the stinky tofu?"

"You speak your mind, I have my fists, the world is full of troubles, when will the grudges end?"

Cui Dongshan was still tampering with the ballads randomly, and Pei Qian pretended to be a drunkard again, swaying from side to side, "Smelly tofu drinks, I'm full but not thirsty, it doesn't matter if I am in the world or not."

"Everyone in the world thinks that gods and immortals are good, but I don't think the mountain is free at all..."

Pei Qian glared angrily at Cui Dongshan, who kept changing folk songs, and also yelled and hummed: "If you keep doing this, I will even eat stinky tofu!"

Cui Dongshan stopped embarrassing Pei Qian, stood up and asked, "After eating stinky tofu and drinking wine, where is the Sword Immortal?"

Pei Qian also looked surprised and asked: "Yes, we have wine, where is the Sword Immortal?"

The two of them looked towards the high platform and said in unison: "Shout and try?"

Li Baoping took a deep breath and said loudly: "Little uncle!"

Cui Dongshan snapped his fingers, and everyone in Li Huai appeared.

Everyone is looking towards the top of Donghua Mountain.

Li Baoping also turned to look.

A snow-white figure swept over from the top of the mountain.

The momentum was like a rainbow, falling on the lake.

A golden robe is floating in the air, like an immortal in white standing on the faint mirror.

Chen Pingan did not carry the sword fairy on his back, only a sword gourd hung around his waist.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand.

Cui Dongshan took out a long sword from something close by, flicked it with two fingers, and imitated Li Baoping's mantra, "Let's go!"

The long sword was unsheathed and cut through the sky.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to hold it, drew an arc with the tip of the sword, held the sword behind him, put his fingers together in front of him to make sword gestures, and laughed loudly: "Everyone in the world says that those who use snow to make food and grind bricks to make mirrors are idiots. I want to go upstream and hit the south wall! After drinking all the wine in the world, I know the principles of the world. I have one sword after another, and the sword is faster. One day, with one sword handed out, I will be the most romantic and happy person in the world. sword……"

Chen Ping'an began to walk gracefully on the lake like a dragonfly touching the water. The sword in his hand turned smoothly, like the wind sweeping autumn leaves. His body turned slightly to the right, and his left step fell forward lightly. He held the sword in his right hand and turned it with him, turning slightly to the right again. Pull back and follow the sword with your eyes. Suddenly the right foot changed into a lunge, the sword drew an upward arc and was raised, looking at the tip of the sword, "The immortal lifted up his clothes and took out the sword from his sleeve, picked up the sword and walked in an arc according to the situation, and looked at the tip of the sword with fixed eyebrows. There is a country above the sword tip."

Chen Ping'an strode away, carrying the long sword with him. The sword intention was continuous, urgent and slow, and suddenly stopped. He shook his wrist and raised the sword tip. The tip of the sword emitted light like a white python spitting a message. After that, the long sword left his hand, but it was as small as a small sword. The bird followed the man, flying around Chen Pingan again and again. Chen Pingan walked forward with six steps that were completely natural with his energy, spirit and boxing intention. The flying sword paused one after another. Chen Pingan's last punch while walking hit him hard. On the hilt of the sword, the flying sword was flying in circles in front of Chen Pingan. The light of the sword flowed erratically, like a bright moon on a lake. Chen Pingan stretched out an arm, brushed the hilt of the flying sword accurately with two fingers, and moved his big sleeves back. Swinging, the flying sword flew more than ten feet away. As Chen Ping'an walked slowly, the flying sword circled and drew circles, from small to large, making the entire lake shine brightly and the sword energy was dense.

"Wandering to the Water Temple at night, visiting the City God's Pavilion in the day, a small boat in the Jiaolong ditch, the immortals carrying swords on their backs like a formation... People in the world say that reason is the most useless, but I say that the book has its own fairy tale meaning, and every word has the light of the sword. , let’s teach the sages to watch me fight a bullfight with a long sword!”

Li Baoping clapped her hands vigorously, her face flushed.

Chen Ping'an took off the sword gourd, tossed it casually, stretched out his hand to control the sword, and extended the sword with the tip of the sword just touching the wine gourd.

Swinging the sword is actually more arbitrary than Pei Qian's crazy sword technique.

But no matter how he draws the sword, the sword-raising gourd always stops at the tip of the sword, motionless.

Chen Ping'an didn't know that Cui Dongshan had already removed the thunder pool created by the golden sword energy.

Although outsiders could not hear his words, many people in the academy could see his sword-wielding posture.

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A group of people stood at the entrance of the academy.

Chen Ping'an has already carried the long sword Jianxian and the big bamboo box.

Pei Qian is carrying a parcel cross-body, holding a hiking stick, and a sword hanging on his waist.

Zhu Lian and Shi Rou stood aside.

After Li Huai and Pei Qian whispered and agreed to travel together in the world, they whispered to Chen Pingan: "When you arrive in Longquan County, you must remember to help check out my house."

Chen Pingan nodded and smiled: "No problem."

Then he said to Li Baoping, Lin Shouyi, and Li Huai: "You all go to the school to attend class. There is no need to send you off. It has been delayed a lot of time. I guess the masters will not want to see me again in the future."

Li Baoping did not necessarily send his junior uncle to the gate of the Great Sui Capital City. He nodded, "Little junior uncle, be careful on the road."

Chen Ping'an rubbed her head and said, "Uncle, I still want you to tell me."

Li Baoping smiled.

Chen Pingan said goodbye to Mao Xiaodong.

Mao Xiaodong nodded in greeting, stroked his beard and smiled, "Come here often."

Finally, Cui Dongshan said that he would send his husband to the end of the Baimao Street.

Pei Qian and Sister Baoping also whispered some words, and the two heads came together. Finally, Pei Qian beamed, "Well, the little helmsman got it!"

Chen Ping'an and Cui Dongshan walked slowly at the front, walked out of this street and turned into Baimao Street. Finally, at the end of Baimao Street, Cui Dongshan finally stopped and said slowly: "Sir, I don't feel that the world is like this. It has become even worse than before. There are more and more monks on the mountain, and there are actually more people with adequate food and clothing at the foot of the mountain. What do you think?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "That should be the case."

Cui Dongshan raised his head, looked at the sky, and murmured: "But it is undeniable that the peaks high above the earth, like swords, point directly at the sky. They appear so many times every hundred and thousand years that they are indeed There are fewer and fewer. So I hope that all our joys and sorrows will not turn into pecking outside the chicken coop, chirping in the sparrow's nest, or the miserable chill on the branches."

Cui Dongshan pointed to the heights, "Higher up in the sky, there are always one or two cranes neighing, far away from the ground, but it makes people feel sad. Looking up, I have seen and heard it, and it makes people feel sad. It’s hard to forget.”

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I think it's great that you think so."

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, "Sir, I haven't read much yet and my knowledge is shallow. I can't give you an answer for the time being. But I will think about it more. Even if I still can't give you the answer in the end, I will tell you that if you don't understand, the student will give you the answer." I’m stumped. When the time comes, students should not laugh at you, sir.”

This is probably the first time in Chen Pingan's life that he admits that he is Cui Dongshan's husband.

Cui Dongshan smiled brightly and suddenly bowed his head to the end. After standing up, he said softly: "My hometown is full of flowers, and the flowers are blooming on the streets. Sir, you can return home slowly."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "It's already autumn."

Cui Dongshan shook his head vigorously and said, "May your mood be like spring all year round."