Sword of Coming

The old man sighed: "If you disappear one day, you will definitely be stupid. I know that in order to become a Nascent Soul, your brother is more cruel to you than you are. He gave up many of the magical powers of the dragon's legacy and directly made himself a helpless person. A river god?"

Wu Yi's eyes lit up, "If we want to 'return' the Nascent Soul, do we have to become gods?"

The old man looked at his daughter with a pitiful look, a little uninterested, and said, "Your brother is in the right direction, but he just went too far, and ended up completely cutting off the path of the Jiaolong family, so I have already treated him." Give up, otherwise I wouldn’t tell you this. It’s right for you to delve into side methods and borrow stones from other mountains to attack jade. It’s just that you haven’t been able to rectify the method yet and you haven’t gone far enough. But at least you still have a chance.”

The old man stretched out a finger and knocked on the railing, "Not between the two ends, but right here, between gods and humans, is the fundamental path that best suits the dragon's genus. This was our ancestral family law ten thousand years ago. At that time My son, Jiaolong, governs all the lakes, seas, rivers and streams in the world. All places with water are our territory. It’s just that your brother’s cleverness was misled by his cleverness. He mistakenly thought that the orthodox Shinto ‘Fengzheng’ in ancient times was different from today’s imperial decree. Almost, this is hopeless and made him go astray. But now the rules of the world have changed, which has a great impact on us. Because of the bloody incident that year, we were disgusted by the invisible avenue, so we became Nascent Soul It becomes extremely difficult..."

Wu Yi finally couldn't help but asked: "Father, you didn't tell me how to cultivate the Nascent Soul, so just tell your daughter directly!"

The old man smiled and asked, "You and I are father and daughter. Do you think it is natural for you to practice Taoism and for me to preach?"

Wu Yi suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy and felt that he was going to suffer a lot next.

Sure enough, the old man sneered and said: "The father is kind and the son is filial. This idea is taught to you by Confucianism, not by being a father. As a father, you never expect obedience and filial piety from your descendants. In this regard, you should be better than those who are doing it for you." The brothers and sisters in the father's belly know better, right? So how should you be a daughter?"

Wu Yi's face turned pale.

The old man grinned, showing some of his white teeth, "If you still can't become a Nascent Soul within a hundred years, I will eat you, otherwise I will share my luck as a dragon in vain. For the sake of your ability to do things this time, Let me tell you a piece of news. Chen Ping'an has some snake gallstones condensed from the essence and blood of the last true dragon. Some of them are of good quality. If you eat them, you won't be able to reach the realm of Yuanying, but at least you can increase your combat power by one level. When the day comes that I eat you, you can struggle a little more. How about it, is your father very loving to you?"

The tall Wu Yi trembled.

The old man suddenly sighed, "You eat the aquarium that has become a spirit to satisfy your hunger. I will eat you to gather your luck. Cui Dongshan, who possesses an ancient relic, will naturally eat me. What should I do?"

The old man smiled at Wu Yi and said: "So don't think that you have high cultivation and great abilities. How amazing it is. There is always a mountain high, so we still have to thank the Confucian saints for the rules. Otherwise, you and your brother would have been fathers long ago." The meal is on the plate, and then I should almost be Cui Dongshan’s bag. In today’s world, regardless of the fighting between countries below the mountain, the sects on the mountain are constantly fighting, and hundreds of schools of thought are also scheming, but this can also be called troubled times. ? Haha, I wonder if the situation of thousands of years ago reappears, will everyone now go to the Confucian temples in those states, counties and counties to kneel down and kowtow?"

Wu Yi had no feelings about these "big events".

She was still thinking about the method to ascend to the Nascent Soul.

The old man asked: "What four things did you give Chen Ping'an?"

Wu Yi answered honestly: "Choose one from each floor. A piece of meteorite that condensed and conceived from the first spring thunder and fell to the world. It is the size of a thumb and weighs six kilograms. A top-grade spiritual weapon robe with a thin spring grass shirt." Six paper figurines of the 'Fox Skin Beauty' talisman specially made by the Xu family of Qingfeng City. A green plum core full of spiritual energy, buried in the soil, can grow into a thousand-year-old bayberry tree in one year. Every twenty-fourth solar term On the same day, you can emit spiritual energy. Previously, an old master of the Lingyun Sect wanted to buy it for a large sum of money, but I was reluctant to sell it."

The old man nodded and said, "The heat is okay."

The old man suddenly laughed, "Don't think you are flirting with a blind man. Wei Bo, the God of Beiyue, will explain everything to Chen Pingan, but the premise is... Chen Pingan can walk to Luolu Mountain. This depends on Cui Guoshi and Cui Dongshan The battle of wits has come to an end."

Wu Yi could hear the shocking inside story in his words. Cui Yi was fighting with Cui Dongshan? But she was still obsessed with the idea of ​​"between gods and men" and pleading: "Father, if I can become a Nascent Soul, wouldn't I be able to do more things for my father?"

But the old man had already put away the boat, removed the magical power of Xiaotiandi, and disappeared in a flash, returning to Dali Piyun Mountain.

Only Wu Yi was left who was full of melancholy and worry.

Hundreds of years.

It was the long life that ordinary people dreamed of, but to her, Wu Yi, what did it mean?

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The water god of Jixiang Temple was too attentive along the way, so Chen Pingan had to move out Zhu Lian to ward off the disaster.

Soon Zhu Lian became brothers with the Iron Coupon River God. When they arrived at the ferry, the two reluctantly said goodbye. The River God called Zhu Lian his eldest brother, which was very familiar and sincere.

The river god drove the ferry back, and Chen Pingan and Zhu Lian looked away together. Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "What did we talk about? We are so close to each other."

Zhu Lian chuckled and said: "What else can a man talk about, women? We only talked about Mrs. Xiao Luan halfway."

Chen Pingan was too lazy to say anything else.

Zhu Lian suddenly looked shy and said: "Young Master, if we encounter dangerous scenes in the world in the future, can you let me take care of the trouble? Old slave is also an old man, and he is not afraid of the wind and waves. Mrs. Xiao Luan is like this The old slave didn't dare to hope that he could capture such a mountain and water god, but as long as he let go of his hands and feet, used his housekeeping skills, and dug out a little bit of the romantic past from his fingernails, the maids beside Mrs. Xiao Luan, and those from Ziyang Mansion Young female cultivator, three days at most..."

Chen Ping'an quickly interrupted Zhu Lian's words. After all, Pei Qian was still around. This girl was not very old. She was more interested in remembering these words than in studying.

Zhu Lian still didn't want to give up, so he muttered: "Master, where the soil and water support the people, there must be so many beauties in my hometown in Longquan County, right?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, shook his head and said: "In terms of appearance, it seems to be no different from an ordinary town."

Zhu Lian lamented: "It's a fly in the ointment."

However, Zhu Lian quickly said: "I dared to chat with that fellow River God about Sun Dengxian without authorization. It is estimated that even if Sun Dengxian encounters some trouble in Huang Tingguo in the future, as long as this fellow River God who is good at research hears it, he will say Maybe it can help Sun Dengxian, but the young master is also prepared, even across thousands of mountains and rivers, the river god of Jixiang Temple will have to take credit from the young master."

Chen Ping'an extended his thumb towards Zhu Lian and said, "This is a beautifully done job."

Zhu Lian asked curiously: "Why does the young master admire Sun Dengxian so much?"

Chen Ping'an said without hesitation: "Because he is a hero. When we travel around the world, if we don't admire heroes, how can we still admire flower pickers?"

Zhu Lian said seriously: "Master, I, Zhu Lian, am not a flower-picking thief! I am a famous and elegant generation..."

Chen Ping'an dismissed Zhu Lian with one sentence, "You can pull you down."

Pei Qian shook his head, imitating Chen Ping'an's tone and adding fuel to the fire, "You can pull you down."

Zhu Lian raised his feet, which scared Pei Qian and ran away.

Chen Ping'an did not choose Yefuguan as his entry route just like the first time he visited the Sui Dynasty and returned to his hometown.

We arrived at Fengya County on the border of Huangting Kingdom again. Arriving here meant that we were only six hundred miles away from Longquan County.

Going forward, we have to pass a long cliff path. That time, he was accompanied by a boy in green and a girl in a pink skirt. When the wind and snow roared, Chen Pingan stopped to light a bonfire and met a pair of hosts who happened to be passing by. servant.

The more Chen Pingan thought about it, the more he felt that the man with a gentle look and calm temperament should be a very tall man.

After passing Fengya County, the group came to the familiar plank road in the dusk.

Chen Ping'an chose a spacious place and planned to stay there for the night. He told Pei Qian not to get too close to the edge of the plank road when practicing the Crazy Demon Sword Technique.

Pei Qian asked curiously: "The old cook can fly anyway, even if I accidentally fall, can he save me?"

Chen Pingan said casually: "If you want to travel far away from the wind, you can directly ask Zhu Lian to help you, but you still have to be careful when practicing swordsmanship. They are two different things."

Pei Qian said oh.

Pei Qian held a hiking stick and began to beat the sky and the earth to fight monsters and monsters.

Zhu Lian's eyes were burning every time he saw it.

Shi Rou quite liked watching Pei Qian fool around, so she sat on a rock and admired Pei Qian's swordsmanship.

After practicing hard and sweating profusely, Pei Qian put down his hiking pole and laid Master's bamboo box horizontally as a desk. After taking out his belongings, he took advantage of the last rays of the setting sun. , squatting there and starting to copy books.

After copying the book, Zhu Lian had cooked the rice. Shi Rou and Pei Qian took out the bowls and chopsticks, while Zhu Lian took out two wine glasses. Chen Ping'an poured out the old Jiao's saliva wine from the sword gourd. The two of them occasionally talked about this. Have a drink.

Pei Qian showed great courage and finished a large bowl of rice early. Chen Pingan and Zhu Lian had just started drinking their second glass of wine. She asked Chen Pingan with a smile, "Master, can I take a look at that small red sandalwood box?" No, if the things inside are lost, we can go back and look for them earlier."

Chen Pingan took a sip of wine and said with a smile, "See for yourself."

Pei Qian took out a beautiful small wooden box from the bamboo box, held it and sat cross-legged next to Chen Pingan. After opening it, he counted it one by one. The iron blocks that were about the size of a thumb but were heavy were folded one by one and returned. There were no two ounces of blue clothes and a pile of talisman papers with beauties drawn on them. He turned them over and over carefully for fear that they would run away. Pei Qian suddenly said in panic: "Master, master, the plum core is missing! What should I do? OK, do you want me to go look for it on the road right away?"

Zhu Lian rolled his eyes.

Shi Rou couldn't help but laugh. When you lie to others, can you hide the smile in your eyes?

Chen Ping'an said, "It doesn't matter. Master has money now. If you lose it, just lose it."

Pei Qian groaned, turned his wrist, and spread his palms, "Master, are you happy? We all thought it was lost just now, right, so now we have an extra plum core."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

Pei Qian laughed and said: "Master, you are very stupid. It was not lost in the first place. You can't even tell it."

Chen Ping'an flicked Pei Qian's forehead with his finger.

Pei Qian remained motionless and made a movement that made his dantian sink with anger, "It doesn't hurt at all!"

Zhu Lian couldn't bear it anymore and flicked his fingers in the air.

The pain was so painful that Pei Qian quickly put the plum core back into the small box, bent down and quickly put it aside, then held his forehead with both hands and burst into tears.

Chen Pingan smiled from ear to ear.

When she saw Pei Qian peeking at her master through the gaps between her fingers, even her master didn't feel sorry for her, she cried even harder.

Chen Pingan had no choice but to quickly put away his smile and asked, "Do you want to see Master traveling with a sword?"

Pei Qian lowered the corners of his mouth and said aggrievedly, "I don't want to."

Chen Pingan just smiled.

Pei Qian suddenly smiled brightly and said, "That's a good idea."

Chen Ping'an took off the Half-Immortal Weapon Sword Immortal from his back, but did not unsheath the sword. After standing up, he faced away from the cliff, and then threw it away.

Chen Ping'an stepped forward quickly, slapped the sword gourd, swept out, stepped on the long sword, and whizzed away.

Pei Qian opened his mouth wide, stood up quickly, ran to the edge of the cliff, stared at the handsome back of the sword-wielding figure.

Zhu Lian and Shi Rou naturally knew the answer to the mystery. The first and fifteenth flying swords were hidden under the sword fairy.

Pei Qian shouted at the top of his voice: "Master, don't fly too far."

In the mountain wind, Chen Pingan bent his knees slightly, stepped on the sword fairy, and connected with the two flying swords. The top of the sword fairy's scabbard tilted upward, and suddenly rose up. Chen Pingan and the long sword under his feet broke through a layer of clouds, involuntarily. Hovering still, beneath your feet is the golden sea of ​​clouds in the afterglow, stretching as far as the eye can see.

There is great beauty between heaven and earth.

Only then did Chen Ping'an realize that what he saw while traveling with his sword was completely different from that of riding the Xianjia ferry overlooking the sea of ​​clouds. It was a completely different scenery and experience.

Chen Pingan looked at the sea of ​​clouds for a long time. As the sun sank into the sea, the afterglow gradually faded away. Finally, Chen Pingan stood on the long sword, closed his eyes, held his breath and concentrated, practicing setting up the sword furnace.

Chen Ping'an put away the sword and furnace pile. In an instant, his heart moved and he murmured: "Did Cao Ci break through again?"