Sword of Coming

At dawn, Chen Ping'an and his party packed their luggage and prepared to leave Ziyang Mansion.

The master of the palace, Huang Chu, and two old gods from the Longmen Realm personally sent him off to the bank of the Tieguan River. The river god of Jixiang Temple had already prepared a ferry. He had to go down the river for more than a hundred miles first, and then by a Disembark at the ferry and continue to the Huangting Kingdom border.

Chen Ping'an expressed his gratitude to Huang Chu. Huang Chu took out a small red sandalwood box with a fresh woody fragrance. It was Huang Tingguo's famous "Gan Terrace" copywriting style, saying it was a little bit of his ancestor's heart.

Pei Qian kept a straight face and pretended that he didn't care.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, but accepted the small box containing the four treasures from the treasure house, and said: "If Palace Master Huang passes through Longquan County in the future, he must visit Luopo Mountain as a guest."

Then Chen Ping'an picked up the expensive box and joked: "There are no such expensive gifts to send, and there is no wine for the old Jiao salivating at the banquet in Xuemang Hall. There are only some home-cooked dishes. I guess Palace Master Huang will be here even if he passes by Longquan County. You don’t want to say hello to me.”

Huang Chu smiled and said: "As long as I have the opportunity to go to Dali, even if I don't pass by Longquan County, I will find an opportunity to take a detour and bother Mr. Chen."

After a pleasant conversation, Huang Chu sent Chen Ping'an and the others to the ferry. He originally planned to board the boat and take them to the Tieguan River ferry, but Chen Ping'an insisted not to use it, so Huang Chu gave up.

After boarding the ship, Chen Pingan stood at the bow of the boat with a sword gourd on his waist, filled with the spirit-rich Laojiao saliva wine. The ferry slowly sailed downstream, and Chen Pingan raised his fist in the direction of the Purple Air Palace.

On the top floor of the treasure building, a tall female cultivator used a blinding trick. She was none other than Dongling Zhenjun Wu Yi. When she saw this scene, she smiled and said, "It is easy to invite gods, but it is not difficult to send gods away."

She was in a pretty good mood.

Wu Yi had already reported the details of the past two days to Piyun Mountain in Longquan County with his flying sword, and reported them to his father in detail.

I believe that even if you don't get a reward, at least you won't be punished.

In Wu Yi's field of vision, the long-distance ferry gradually became as small as a mustard seed.

Wu Yi's heart suddenly tightened and he didn't dare to move.

At some point, a gentle and elegant old man in scholar's shirt appeared next to her. He easily broke through the landscape formation of Ziyang Mansion and quietly came to Wu Yi's side.

Wu Yi calmed down and said softly: "An unfilial daughter has seen her father."

The uninvited guest turned out to be the old minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs of the Huangting Kingdom, and now the deputy master of Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain. In his long career, this old dragon has used countless aliases.

The old man glanced at Wu Yi, gave him an unprecedented smile, and said, "I've accomplished three things with one stone for you. When did you become so smart?"

Wu Yi was frightened and uneasy. He always felt that his father was being sarcastic or that there was something behind his words. He was afraid that he would suffer disaster in the next moment, so he already had the idea of ​​​​escape.

The old man put his palm on the railing and said slowly: "Where did Yujiang Water God come from? He brought disaster to Xiao Luan of Baihu River. His high-profile trip to Longquan County was just a drink with that little snake. This A poor boy in Tsing Yi from Shanshan, who had a swollen face and pretended to be fat, was begging for a peace card from his friend. At that time, he was already running into obstacles and was very struggling. In fact, it was Xiao Luan who was confused and rushed to the doctor because of his illness, so he was willing to let go. I lower my stature and seek refuge in your Ziyang Mansion. However, Xiao Luan is willing to give up his romantic relationship with the Hong family. He is considered a smart person and works for the Ziyang Mansion. She has a lot of benefits. You can also make money while lying down. This is mutual benefit. It’s one of them.”

The old man spread his palms, looked at them, shook his head, then put his hands behind his back and continued: "Your method of pleasing Chen Ping'an is very inferior and too blunt, especially during the banquet in Xuemang Hall, you actually wanted to suppress me. Suppressing Chen Pingan is just like a mistake in Go that turns into a magical move. It makes Chen Pingan feel a lot better about you, because if you always act too thoughtful, Chen Pingan will only become more cautious. I have always been wary and wary of you and Ziyang Mansion, and in the end I couldn't save any so-called love for the rivers and lakes. The best part is that your night rain, which was originally intended to protect Xiao Luan, created a spring heart of a river god. The budding illusion unexpectedly gave Chen Ping'an a great opportunity. If I hadn't deliberately suppressed it, I'm afraid the vision in the world would have been much bigger. Not only the Ziyang Mansion, but also the entire Tiequan River and even the spirits of the Baihu River would have experienced it. Induction, both rain and dew are touched. The sage Leshan is more close to water and has great knowledge. So what you did is surprising to my father, a great unexpected joy. This is the second one."

The old man turned around and said with a smile: "Finally, this time you invite Chen Pingan to visit Ziyang Mansion. It is the arrangement of the Imperial Master. Cui Guoshi made it clear to me that it is just to make Chen Pingan's return home go slower. As for the What the Imperial Master wants will definitely not be told to an outsider like me. Of course, I don’t want to know. If you get mixed up in these things, no matter whether you succeed or fail, you and I are destined to have no good fruit to eat. This time you helped my father make it. In this matter, being a father is equivalent to helping Cui Guoshi a little. Ziyang Mansion will definitely be rewarded by Da Li in the future, so just wait for the good news."

It was great news, but Wu Yi couldn't help but feel chills all over her body. She never expected that her father would watch this farce from beginning to end.

The current Wu Yi facing Lao Jiao in the corridor of the high-rise building is probably the same as Mrs. Xiao Luan facing Wu Yi in the small courtyard, with exactly the same mentality.

Old Jiao, whose clothes and appearance were no different from those of the great scholars in the world, once again spread his palms and frowned, "What kind of knowledge can this reveal?"

Wu Yi looked quietly.

I saw my father using his magical power to condense the essence of water mist in the aura of heaven and earth. His palms were filled with water droplets, as if they had just been picked from the lotus leaves after the rain. Then, those water droplets exploded simultaneously in his palms and turned into pieces. As a puddle of rain, my father stared at it for a long time, still puzzled, and then it turned into raindrops. In Wu Yi's mind, his father was as scholarly as a sage from the Confucian academy. He seemed to hesitate a little, stretched out his other palm and poured the water droplets from his palm into it. In an instant, Wu Yi saw a golden light in his father's palm. Before Wu Yi could take a closer look, his father had quickly made a fist, and Wu Yi could no longer see his father's palm.

The old man thought for a moment, then came back to his senses and smiled at Wu Yi: "There's nothing interesting to see."

Wu Yi naturally didn't dare to get to the bottom of it.

The old man asked: "Do you know why there are spiritual beings in the world who tirelessly pursue human skins? It is clear that the human body is so weak that even eating grains to survive has become an obstacle to spiritual practice. Therefore, Qi practitioners pay attention to fasting grains to avoid The stench confuses the gods, and the fetal energy withers, making it impossible to rejuvenate and restore the soul? On the other hand, we, the genus of dragons, are blessed with a powerful body. Not only are we born with a strong body, our spiritual intelligence is also no worse than that of humans. Why do you and I stand here in human form? ?”

Wu Yi was a little confused and did not dare to speak easily, because the monks on the mountain and all the mountain spirits and ghosts had already agreed that the human cave acupoints were the blessed land of cave heaven. However, his father would never talk nonsense to him, so where was the mystery?

The old man did not embarrass Wu Yi, the few remaining children in the world, "The beauty lies in just one word, return."

The old man stretched out a finger and drew a circle in the air.

Wu Yi fell into deep thought.

The old man smiled and said: "You are still young and have little experience in the world. Let alone the situation three thousand years ago. Ten thousand years ago, my father did not tell you, so where could you go to find the answer."

Wu Yi looked solemn, knowing that his father was teaching him the opportunity to become enlightened!

She has been stagnant in the Golden Core Realm for more than three hundred years. As a descendant of the side-door Taoism that allows monks to ascend to the Nascent Soul Realm, as a descendant of the dragon genus, she has not only failed to achieve twice the result with half the effort, but has stumbled upon. She finally reached the peak of the golden elixir through hard work. After more than a hundred years, the bottleneck of the golden elixir began to remain motionless, which made her despair.

The old man raised his head and looked at the sky, "Aren't you curious about where the three religions, the hundreds of schools of thought, the three worlds, and so many ordinary masters come from? And why they come? How did they become the world in the end? The owner? Well, lastly, there are a lot of messy rumors in the mountains and fields. There are distances and distances from the truth. You may have a rough idea of ​​the inside story."

Wu Yi nodded.

Three thousand years ago, the last true dragon in the world escaped from the Middle-earth Divine Continent. Relying on his natal magical power to control the world's water transportation, he chose to land at the Old Dragon City at the southernmost tip of the Aquarius Continent. During the process, he was seriously injured and crashed into the earth. He created a dragon path, but was suppressed by an unknown monk using the now-lost method of conquering the mountain. He had to break out of the ground. The dying dragon finally fell near the Lizhu Cave. , then fell, and a great monk used secret methods to build the Li Zhu Cave, like a bright pearl, hanging over the Great Li Dynasty.

The old man sighed, "You are so savvy."

Wu Yi felt a little aggrieved.

The old man waved his sleeves and temporarily turned Ziyang Mansion into a small world. He took out the Xian family boat that had been used to sail to the Tianmu Galaxy. He stepped into the boat first and motioned for Wu Yi to follow. Then he said: "What do you think about the world?" What is the most powerful existence that has ever appeared?”

Wu Yi timidly said: "Masters of the Three Religions? And those big guys in the Fourteenth Realm who don't want to appear in the world? The former are like God as long as they are in their own heaven and earth. As for the latter, they have been separated from the realm of high and low. , also possesses all kinds of incredible magical powers..."

The old man was noncommittal, pointing to the direction of the Tiequan River, and said with a smile: "Jixiang Temple, the Baihu River Water God's Mansion further away, your brother's Hanshijiang Mansion further away, and the surrounding Shanshui God's Temple, what are they? What they have in common? Well, let me just say it directly. With your brain, waiting for you to give the answer is a waste of my spiritual energy savings. The common point is that these landscape gods in the eyes of the world can be shaped as long as there are temples. Golden body, no matter how poor your previous cultivation qualifications are, you have become a god with a golden body. It can be said that you reach the sky in one step. Do you need to practice afterwards? It's just eating incense. The more you eat, the higher your realm. The faster the golden body decays. The slower, this is two different paths from the practice of a Qi practitioner, so this is called the difference between gods and immortals. Let’s go back and say the word “return” again, do you understand?”

Wu Yi shook his head and said, "I still don't quite understand."