Sword of Coming

A disciple of Wang Dun named Lu Zhuo at Sasao Villa sent a letter.

This letter was then sent to a mountain man named Qi by the recipient, using the immortal method of flying sword communication.

Lu Zhuo and that man once met by chance in the rivers and lakes, and they considered each other to be close friends. But in fact, that friend was truly a proud man of heaven. On the other hand, Lu Zhuo's talent for martial arts was average, not to mention the monastic training in so many mountains. Even compared to his classmates Fu Loutai, Wang Jingshan, and the pair of junior sisters and junior brothers, Lu Zhuo is the one with the least talent. Therefore, Lu Zhuo is confident that his final position in Sasou Villa is to be able to take over the position that has already been taken. The old housekeeper helped his senior brother Wang Jingshan to share some trivial matters.

Lu Zhuo likes to sweep the villa, he likes the bustle and liveliness here, and everyone is friendly.

His master and fellow disciples all took good care of him. He felt that he was not capable of taking care of them, so he would take care of more people he could take care of, such as the old, young, women and children in the village.

Lu Zhuo usually likes to watch Wang Jingshan meticulously teach his younger brother swordsmanship.

The younger junior sister is always annoyed that she is darker and not as pretty as she is. What’s more, her sword skills seem to be so far behind her senior sister, and she doesn’t know if she can catch up with her in this life. Lu Zhuo didn't know how to comfort her, but he was just willing to listen to her talk about her trivial sorrows.

The master, who had not been in the world for several years, left the villa again.

Lu Zhuo didn't know what kind of story the master would come back with this time.

Wang Dun left quietly, but went to a place outside the Jianghu and found the eldest disciple Fu Loutai.

It was a small county town some distance away from the villa, and I had a drink with that mediocre man.

Disciple Fu Loutai learned some cooking skills and cooked three dishes to go with the wine. The taste was really not good. The peanuts were too salty and the lotus root slices were too bland. Just mix them well. He just looked at the disciple's eyes and said that Seeing the young man's smile, Wang Dun didn't say anything. After all, the wine was okay, but it was a pity that he brought his own. There were actually several jars of plum wine hidden in the village.

The man was not good at words. He only drank wine and had no nice words to say. When he heard Wang Dun chatting about the big and small things in Zhuangzi, every time the conversation came to an end, the man took the initiative to propose a toast. Wang Dun also went with him.

Fu Loutai sat quietly aside.

A bottle of wine, no matter how slowly the two gentlemen drank, it would not last long.

Wang Dun finally said: "Drinking with you is no worse than drinking with that sword immortal. If there is a chance in the future, and that sword immortal visits Sasu Villa, I will delay him for a while and call you and the tower."

The man was a little anxious and quickly put down his wine glass and chopsticks, "I can't help it, I can't talk to you. If I sit at the same table with that sword fairy, I won't be able to say a word."

Wang Dun smiled and said: "You will be able to chat. Trust me. After chatting, I don't think any kid in the villa would dare to look down on you."

The man whose face was flushed hesitated for a moment, "Lotai followed me because she was greatly wronged. Her junior brothers and sisters were not very happy, which is what they should be. Besides, it was already very good. After all, they It's for her own good. After understanding this, I'm actually not unhappy, but rather happy. It's a good thing that my wife has so many people thinking about her."

Wang Dun picked up the jug and poured a few drops of wine into the wine glass. He stretched out his hand to indicate to Fu Loutai that he didn't need to get new wine, and said to the young man, "If you think so, it's not aggrieved for Fu Loutai to follow you." .”

Wang Dun opened the package and took out a jug of wine, "I don't have any other gifts, so I brought you a jug of good wine. I only have three jugs, and I drank most of one myself. One jug is hidden in the village. What are you planning to do?" Wash your hands from the Tianjin basin before drinking. This is the last pot."

Fu Loutai knew the goods and asked, "Master, is this Xianjia Jiu Niang?"

Wang Dun smiled and nodded, "After I had a sparring session with that swordsman, he saw that my martial virtue was higher than my martial arts, so he gave me three pots. I had no choice but to give him away, and I couldn't stop him."

Fu Loutai smiled and said: "Others don't know, so I don't know? Master, you still have some immortal money, it's not like you can't afford it."

Wang Dun shook his head, "It's different. There aren't many people in the mountains who have a charlatan attitude."

Fu Loutai was straight-tempered, "Didn't you show off that you had a drink with the Sword Immortal? If I guessed correctly, the remaining bottle of wine left here to have a drink with those old friends from the world, and chat by the way." A sparring session with the Sword Immortal?"

The man gently tugged on her sleeve, and Fu Loutai said, "It's okay, Master."

Wang Dun was angry and scolded with a smile: "My married daughter is throwing water! She's gone. Don't send her away. In the future, you can often visit Zhuangzi when you have time. It's also home."

The couple arrived at the door of their home. In the dusk, the setting sun lengthened the old man's back.

The man gently held her hand and said guiltily: "I am looked down upon by the Villa. Actually, I still have some knots in my heart. I told lies to your master earlier."

She gently held his hand and said, "It's okay. I know, and Master actually knows too."

Du Yu did not dare to return to Ghost Ax Palace immediately, but quietly walked around the world alone.

Du Yu still chose to sit on the sidelines of many injustices in the world, as well as the occasional disputes among some monks on the mountain. Now, no matter who he really met, he felt that he was a hidden master. For a while, I still couldn't recover.

He was a little upset. When can he be a good person with a chivalrous heart?

As a result, one time we ran into a chase in the Jianghu with a disparity in strength. A group of respectable old men were chasing and killing a Bai Dao disciple.

Du Yu used lightning speed to knock down those green forest heroes, and then ran away with the young man on his shoulders. After running for dozens of miles, he threw the rescued man to the ground and ran away himself. .

Not only was the young man sitting on the ground, stunned, but all the ruthless gangsters in the distance behind him were also inexplicable.

Skeleton Beach Pi Ma Zong.

There is only one shop left in Mural City, and the business is deserted. However, since there is only one shop left, it can barely survive, so some people still come here because of its reputation.

Pang Lanxi rarely had time this day, so he went down the mountain and came here to help.

Although Pang Lanxi's practice is becoming more and more arduous, the number of times the two of them meet is actually becoming less and less than in previous years.

But the girl's eyebrows were bright, and she had never looked forward to her future life so much.

Even when she didn't see Pang Lanxi, she felt much less worried.

The willows in the Golden Crow Palace are clear, sitting alone on the top of the mountain.

Only a few monks, including the master of the Golden Crow Palace, know that this young uncle has begun to retreat, and it has been a long time, so the mountain has been closed recently.

No one is allowed to climb the mountain.

As for why Liu Zhiqing sat on the top of the mountain in retreat, no one among the few people knew it, and no one dared to ask.

A fairy ferry crossing on the upper reaches of the Skeleton River.

A wild cultivator couple rarely stayed at the Xianjia Inn for many days. When the woman finally entered the cave realm and walked out of the room, the man burst into tears.

The two of them walked into the house together, and after closing the door, the woman whispered: "We still have so much snow money left."

The woman wiped her tears and said, "I know that after giving us those bones from the Ghost Valley, the swordsman didn't even think about returning to Naiheguan Market to find us. Why?"

The man smiled and said: "I owe it, keep it. Whether we have the chance to meet that benefactor and whether we can pay it back in this life is our business. But whether we want to pay it back or not is also our business."

Under the secret planning of Cangjun Lake Lord, who provided money and effort.

The Fire God Temple in Suijia City was rebuilt and a new painted statue of the god was built.

The incense is in full bloom.

As for the City God's Temple, it has not been completed for a long time, and the imperial court has not consecrated a new City God for a long time.

Drive into the city.

A pair of teenagers in a mean alley were blocked at both ends of the alley by a group of young thugs, holding sticks and approaching with smiles.

One of the tall young men put his hands between the walls and quickly climbed to the top of the wall.

Another thin young man also followed the same example, but at a slow speed. Someone grabbed his ankle severely, threw him to the ground, and hit his head with a stick.

The thin boy covered his head with his arms.

He was beaten with a stick and fell backward against the wall.

The boy who could have run away jumped down lightly. Since he was a little high off the ground, the strong boy stepped on the left and right walls of the alley several times and fell to the ground. After knocking down several people with random punches, he still couldn't escape with his fists. The fourth hand was quickly served with a stick, but he still tried his best to protect the thin young man behind him who was leaning against the wall.

Finally, the tall boy's head was pushed to the ground, and the thin boy was beaten until he was rolling against the wall.

A young ruffian stepped on the tall boy's head, stretched out his hand, and asked someone to bring a white bowl that had been prepared long ago. The latter pinched his nose and quickly put the white bowl on the ground.

"If you dare to ruin our good deeds, you should have a longer memory."

The young and strong man threw a bunch of copper coins next to the white bowl, "See, the money and food are prepared for you. After you finish eating what's in the bowl, the money is yours. If you eat quickly, you might be able to earn some money." A piece of silver. If you don't eat it, I will break one of your legs."

The tall young man refused to die.

The thin boy wailed, and it turned out that he was hit on the back with a stick.

Finally, the gangsters laughed loudly and walked away, not forgetting to pick up the bunch of copper coins.

The tall boy squatted at the base of the wall, vomiting.

The thin young man with a bruised nose and swollen face sat against the wall with his legs crossed, crying loudly.

The tall young man struggled to get up and finally sat next to his friend. "It's okay. One day, we can take revenge."

The thin young man was silent for a long time, stopped crying, was lost in thought, and finally said softly: "I want to be a person like the Sword Immortal."

He wiped his tears and didn't dare to look at the tall boy next to him, "Aren't you stupid?"

The tall young man rubbed his head and said, "Okay, there's nothing wrong with that. Maybe that sword immortal was not as good as us when he was the same age as us! Don't you always like to go to the school and eavesdrop? The old master lectures, how do you say my favorite sentence?"

The skinny young man said: “Where there’s a will, there’s a way!”

Then he lowered his head and said: "But even if I have the ability, I don't want to be like these bastards who only know how to bully others."

The tall young man smiled and said: "It's okay. When we all become people like the Sword Immortal, you will do good deeds, and I... won't do bad things either, just bully bad people! Come on, let's high-five!"

The two teenagers raised their palms together and gave them a high five.

The tall boy turned to him and breathed out, "Does it smell good?"

The thin boy quickly pushed the other person, and the two of them went back and forth, and soon they both grinned in pain, and finally burst into laughter.

They looked up together and saw that the alley was narrow, as if the sky were huge, with only one line of light and way out.

But after all, that light was right above the heads of the two teenagers, and they saw it.

In Shushui Country, Song Yushao left the villa in midsummer and went to a familiar restaurant in the town, where he sat at his old seat and ate a steaming hot pot.

The old man was proud and said to himself: "Boy, do you see, this is the hottest one. I have taken care of your taste before. You are the stronger swordsman. This spicy food, I can beat you several times. Chen Ping'an." "

In Caiyi Country, a haggard old woman was lying on the bed. Her withered palm was gently held by the woman sitting on the bedside.

The old woman, who had run out of oil and lamp, tried her best to open her eyes and murmured: "Master, madam, this year's wine has not been brewed yet... If Mr. Chen comes, he will not be able to drink."

With tears in her eyes, the woman leaned forward gently and whispered: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I will brew this year's wine myself."

The old woman muttered, her voice as thin as a mosquito fly, "Also, Mr. Chen likes to eat fried meat with winter bamboo shoots the most. Madam remember to bring him a big white bowl to hold wine, not a wine glass... these trivial things that should be done by slaves, There is only Mrs. Lao, don’t forget, madam, don’t forget.”

After Cui Dongshan left Guanhu Academy, Zhou Ju felt that he was a wonderful person.

Not long after Cui Dongshan left, there were some changes in Guanhu Academy and Sui Cliff Academy in the north.

Starting from the Academy Saint Mountain Master, to the deputy mountain chiefs, all gentlemen and sages must spend enough time every year to give lectures in the academies and Imperial Colleges of major dynasties.

It is no longer the case that the sage preaches to the gentleman, the gentleman teaches the wise, and the wise gives lectures to the scholars in the academy.

Within the entire territory of Da Li, except for private schools, all towns, rural schools, vassal courts and yamen will all increase money for those teachers. As for how much to add, it depends on local circumstances. Those who have taught for more than 20 years will receive a lump sum remuneration. There will be an additional reward every ten years thereafter.

On this day, the idle young man in white finally watched the excitement from beginning to end and appeared in a wealthy mansion where there was no living person.

Finally, he and a young girl who was a maid sat side by side on the railing.

The girl had already been implicated by the wife who had an affair and leaked the affair. She was killed by a pair of sworn brothers who were a heroic man all the way to the backyard. She happened to pass by and was stabbed to death with a sharp knife.

The lady was even worse. She was chopped up alive by the angry master of the house.

At that time, the sworn brother who exposed his sister-in-law and the man had hot eyes and the hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

When he saw his sister-in-law for the first time, the woman smiled like a flower. After greeting him, she went to the inner courtyard. When she lifted the curtain and crossed the threshold, her embroidered shoes tripped on the door and fell off. The woman stopped, but she didn't Turn around, pick up the embroidered shoes with your toes, cross the threshold, and leave slowly.

After that, he always restrained himself, but he couldn't help but look at her a few more times, so he could see the scandal.

Cui Dongshan put his hands on his knees and seemed to be chatting with the poor maid beside him who was already dead: "The world in the future may be better or worse, who knows."

A mongrel young man carrying a huge sword frame and holding a broken sword like a peacock slowly walked towards the Great Wall of Sword Qi with his master.

Previously, his master took him to the most forbidden place in the world. There were thrones hanging in the air, of different heights.

The master took him to the position that belonged to the master.

"Master, who has the faster sword, the boss swordsman or your friend A Liang?"

"Hard to say."

"Master, why did you choose me to be your disciple? I have never understood it. Before today, I didn't even dare to think about it."

"Because you are the fastest swordsman in our wild world. You may not be the swordsman standing at the front of the battlefield, but you will definitely be the swordsman at the end of the battle in the future."

The young man said in fear: "How can I compare with Master?"

He grabbed the young man's neck and slowly said, "You can question yourself as a waste with slow cultivation and a bastard with a bad background, but you can't question my vision."

The man grabbed the young man's neck with one hand and pointed with one finger, telling him whose position was on those hanging thrones.

Finally, he let go of his hand and said expressionlessly: "What you have to do is, if one day you don't like them, just use one less sword than Master."

"Whenever I am sure that you can't do it in this life, you can die. Not everyone with the same qualifications as you can have opportunities like yours, so you have to cherish every moment now."

A young Taoist wearing a lotus crown and a young Taoist without a crown began to travel around the world together.

They all put on Taoist robes that made it impossible to identify their Taoist identities.

The former has only one requirement for the latter: do whatever you want, and just follow your heart in everything you do, regardless of the consequences.

But there is a premise: do what you can and don’t seek death yourself.

The young Taoist priest hesitated and asked a question, "Is it allowed to kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

The young Taoist priest smiled and nodded, answering "Of course", paused for a moment, and added four more words, "This is the best."

The young Taoist priest nodded.

Then the young Taoist priest asked: "Do you know what innocence means? Do you know what indiscriminate killing means?"

The young Taoist priest fell into deep thought.

The young Taoist priest shook his head, "You knew it before, even if it was a little superficial, but now you don't know it at all. So, it is not good for a person to be too smart. I once asked a similar question, and the answer I got was better than You’re better, so much better.”

The young man's face turned pale.

Because of this little senior brother.

It's the head coach Lu Chen, Bai Yujing's current master.

Even if the young man is a close disciple of Tao Ancestor.

Facing this young senior brother who slapped him into a pulp, the young man was in awe from the bottom of his heart.

At the beginning of leaving Bai Yujing, Lu Chen said with a smile: "I have experienced the small hardships of struggling at the bottom, and enjoyed the great blessings of Bai Yujing's immortal family. I have died once again, and now it is time to learn how to live well, and it is time to walk away It’s the middle road between the mountains and the mountains.”

At that time, he asked Lu Chen, "Senior brother, will it take many years?"

Lu Chen replied at the time that if you learn quickly, a few decades would be enough; if you learn slowly, a few hundred years or a thousand years would be normal.

Finally, Lu Chen said with a smile: "Don't worry, if you die, my little brother is pretty good at Taoism and can save you again."

In fact, after the young Taoist priest resurrected from the dead, his skin-like body was simply a rare innate Taoist bone in the world. He practiced one thing and made great progress with each passing day, and he was "born" in the cave realm.

Not only that, among the three natal acupoints, three pieces of immortal weapons were quietly put aside, waiting for him to slowly refine them.

According to the younger senior brother Lu Chen, it was a gift that the three senior brothers had prepared long ago and asked him to accept it with confidence.

In addition, the young Taoist priest's worst possession is the semi-immortal weapon robe called "Lotus Seed" he wears.

The rank is relatively lowest, but now in the entire Qingming world, except for a handful of Taoist immortals, probably no one knows the origin of this robe.

To put it simply, wearing this Taoist robe, the young Taoist priest can go to the other three worlds and the most dangerous places. The higher the realm of the person sitting in charge, the safer the young Taoist priest will be.

If a young Taoist priest stretches his neck to kill someone, he will hold his nose and send him out obediently.

One day when he had nothing to do, Lu Chen was playing music alone above the sea of ​​clouds, while the young Taoist priest sat cross-legged beside him.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Qi Jingchun played the last game of chess in his life. Black and white chess pieces, criss-crossing patterns. The rules were strict. It was already the end of the official career with a decided outcome. When he decided to play the game, it was the first time in his life that he exceeded the rules and was the only one. Once he acted irrationally. Then he never made a move again, but he saw the bright light and colorful glaze on the chessboard."

The young man asked curiously: "Is this what I deduced from what my junior brother saw with his own eyes?"

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "No, it was our master who told me, and it was Qi Jingchun who told our master."

The young man was speechless.

Lu Chenxiao narrowed his eyes, stretched out a palm, and gently placed it on the head of the boy who was considered his younger brother, "Qi Jingchun dares to give such a big hope to a boy with slim legs! What about you?! What about me?"

After traveling in the human world for a long time, the young man has become more and more mature, and his soul is so blessed that he suddenly blurts out: "It has nothing to do with me."

Lu Chen took back his hand and laughed.

The two brothers continue to walk in this Qingming world,

One day the young man asked, "Senior brother, if you are wandering around with me like this, won't leaving Bai Yujing delay important events?"

The young Taoist priest shook his head and said with a smile: "There are never big things in this world."

The down-and-out Shanzhu House.

Cui Cheng rarely walked out of the second floor.

Zhu Lian, Zheng Dafeng, and Wei Bo have all gathered.

In Wei Bo's hand, he held the tung leaf umbrella that Chen Ping'an took out from the Ouhua Blessed Area.

Cui Cheng nodded, and then said: "Bring Pei Qian here and go in together. Since the Lotus Flower Blessed Land is divided into four and we occupy one of them, let Zhu Lian and Pei Qian go take a look first."

Wei Bo used his natal magical power, and the black charcoal girl who was practicing the crazy swordsmanship in the backyard of Qilong Lane suddenly found herself standing outside the bamboo building and said angrily: "What! I finished practicing my swordsmanship." He also wants to copy books!”

Wei Bo said seriously: "You and Zhu Lian go to Nanyuan Kingdom, the blessed land of lotus flowers."

Pei Qian was stunned.

Wei Bo opened the umbrella and let go,

There is constant flow of precious light pouring down from the umbrella.

Zhu Lian pulled Pei Qian into it.

The next moment, Zhu Lian and Pei Qian stepped into the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom. Pei Qian rubbed his eyes and saw that he was very familiar with the street. The alley was not far away.

Light rain season.

Pei Qian took the hiking pole and waved it around, laughing.

An old Confucian scholar in green shirt flew through the air.

The master of the Nanyuan Kingdom planted autumn trees.

Zhu Lian glanced at him and said, "Hey, master."

Zhong Qiu seemed to see two "exiled immortals" appearing in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom. He was not puzzled. Instead, he smiled and said: "Where is Chen Pingan?"

Pei Qian raised his eyebrows, puffed out his chest, and said in an old-fashioned way: "My master, I have free time, so let me, the founding disciple, come and see you first! By the way, my name is Pei Qian! The money thief has the money!"

Then Pei Qian felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he no longer had any arrogance.

She even had cold hands and feet.

After that, she was confused until she left the Lotus Flower Blessed Land and finally came back to her senses.

Wei Bo and Zheng Dafeng both felt strange.

Zhu Lian shook his head, indicating that there was no need to ask any more questions.

On this day, for the first time in her life, Pei Qian took the initiative to go up to the second floor of the Bamboo House. She said hello. After getting permission, she took off her boots and placed them neatly outside the threshold. Even the hiking pole was leaning against it. She didn't take the outer wall with her. After closing the door, she sat cross-legged and sat opposite the barefoot old man.

The old man asked: "What do you want from me? Do you want to learn boxing from me?"

For some reason, the Heitan girl, who had not grown up in so many years, nodded vigorously, "I want to learn boxing!"

The old man asked: "Aren't you afraid of hardship?"

Pei Qian's eyes were determined, "I'm not afraid of death!"

The old man sneered and said: "What a loud tone. You will cry loudly when the time comes. Now there is no Chen Ping'an to protect you in Luoluoshan. Once you decide to learn boxing from me, there is no turning back."

Pei Qian said solemnly: "I've thought about it. Even if I cry or regret it when the time comes, you must beat me so that I don't dare to cry or regret it!"

The old man seemed a little surprised by the answer and laughed heartily. Finally, he looked into the little girl's eyes and said, "Last question, why do you want to learn boxing?"

Pei Qian clenched his fists and was silent for a long time before he said: "I, Pei Qian, can't be compared to anyone but one person. I can't lose to him! Absolutely not!"

The old man said, "Okay, from today on, you will be my direct descendant, Cui Cheng. Don't worry, you don't need that bullshit master-disciple status."

Pei Qian raised his hand, wiped away his tears, nodded heavily, stood up, and bowed to the old man to thank him.

The barefooted old man who had never been arrogant at Chen Ping'an's side actually stood up, put his hands behind his back, and solemnly accepted the bow.

Pei Qian stepped forward with one foot, stepped back with one foot, and opened a fist fight, "Come on!"

Cui Cheng disappeared in a flash, holding down the little girl's head with one hand and pressing it on the wall. Pei Qian's bones creaked and his orifices were bleeding.

The old man smiled and said: "Do you still want to learn?!"

Pei Qian roared: "You must learn even if you die!"

The old man nodded and said: "Very good."

Back then, in the alley of Nanyuan Capital City, a young man in green shirt walked out. He held an oil-paper umbrella and smiled warmly. He looked at Pei Qian. After being slightly surprised, he said in a warm voice: "Pei Qian, it's been a long time." not see."