Sword of Coming

The group of foreign sword cultivators who came from the Divine Continent of Central Earth consisted of five people.

Except for the young man who was carrying the wine, he was still calm and composed. The other three all backed away a little, ready to unleash their flying swords at any time. One of them was in his early twenties with a dull expression. Whether it was retreating or drawing spiritual energy to prepare the sword, he was slower than his companions. half a step. There is also a young girl, slim and graceful, with a double-breasted collar, a gauze skirt, and adorned with hundreds of flowers. She was the first to reach out and hold the long sword at her waist.

As for the last person, of course it was the young man with the sword mentioned by Chen Pingan Xuankong. After being imprisoned by Chen Pingan, his fist and strong energy were suppressed, and the latter couldn't get out the aura of several key acupoints. But being repelled again and again, he was unable to move. After going back and forth, his face turned red and purple, like a dead fish hanging on the wall to dry. It is estimated that the shame in his heart at this moment is no less than killing intent.

Chen Pingan asked: "He doesn't want to say it, so you say it for him?"

The boy carrying the wine smiled brightly, "I didn't catch what he said just now."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Are the sub-sage's lineage so dull in their ears?"

The girl said angrily: "Chen Pingan, let me go of Jiang Guancheng! Don't think that being famous on the Great Wall of Sword Qi allows you to act recklessly! If you don't agree with me, are you going to kill someone?! From the lineage of Wensheng Disciple, one has a better temper than the other! First, Cui Chen deceived the master and destroyed the ancestors, and then there were left and right, who destroyed so many innate sword embryos in Shenzhou of China! My uncle...and you, Chen Pingan! As a Confucian The student, the sage of literature, is actually running a cheap business here, selling wine himself! Gentleness sweeps the floor!"

Speaking of the teacher uncle, the girl gritted her teeth, tears were shining in her eyes, and when Chen Pingan was mentioned again, she immediately returned to normal, especially annoyed and annoyed.

Chen Ping's arrangement was ignored.

On the contrary, he really didn't care much about pointing and cursing in person. Besides, it's not just scolding Mr., Mr.'s students, his own seniors, he is the youngest of Mr.'s line, and he still needs this little junior to speak up for his seniors?

Say a few fair words for the national teacher Cui Chan? Or fight for the injustice of the senior brother? do you need? Chen Pingan didn't think it was necessary, he wanted one continent to be one country, to prevent the Yaozu from going northward, and prevent the Yaozu from annexing the three continents of Tongye, Baoping and Beiju Luzhou in one go. One wants to become all the worlds except Haoran Tianxia, ​​with the highest swordsmanship, but they are actually very busy. As for him, Chen Ping'an, he was also busy.

Practicing martial arts, practicing swords, refining qi and reading, and about to refine the fourth natal object, plus earning money to sit in the village and engrave seals, can you not be busy?

But the most important thing is that the little girl's words, no matter whether they are reasonable or not, whether they are reasonable or not, after all, there is no such thing as evil intentions.

Then Chen Ping can understand and accept it.

"Zhu Mei, why did you talk to Mr. Chen?"

The young man taught the young girl a lesson, and then continued to talk to Chen Pingan with a smile, "Mr. Chen is of a high seniority, and the younger generation listens to the teachings. No matter what Mr. Chen says, the younger generation will correct it and encourage it. Also, the Jiang Guancheng in Mr. Chen's hand , is the direct disciple of our Kuxia Sword Immortal, and Kuxia Sword Immortal is the nephew of a certain one of the ten people in our hometown. Now Zuo Great Sword Immortal is practicing sword at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so you don’t have to worry too much. But the sword immortals in the world belong to one family, so it’s not beautiful after all if it hurts the harmony.”

Chen Pingan asked: "Are you a sword cultivator at the Sea Viewing Realm? The candidate for the first battle?"

The young man didn't answer this question, but asked back with a smile: "Mr. Chen is from Baopingzhou, so he won't help Jianqi Great Wall Jianxiu to guard the gate?"

The young Jianxiu and Chen Pingan, one speaks the Haoran Tianxia Daya dialect, and the other speaks the Jianqi Great Wall dialect.

The boy glanced down.

Chen Ping pushed lightly, and threw the tall boy ten feet away, complaining: "Being so tall made me stand on my feet for a long time."

Then Chen Pingan looked at this interesting young man carrying wine, "You have such a high level at such a young age, wandering around here with us, and talking about what you don't have, are you really afraid to scare us timid and low-level people to death? "

Chen Sanqiu used his hometown dialect to explain the content of the conversation between the two to the surrounding drinkers.

Whistles rang out from the wine shop, especially the drunkards and bachelors who were squatting drinking, and they were very cooperative with the second shopkeeper. Damn, he used to think that the second shopkeeper was a pickpocket, but he didn't expect that compared with these middle-earth and Shenzhou brats, he would be so handsome. I really wronged the second shopkeeper in the past, but when I come here to drink in the future, should I take less pickles from the dishes? What's more, relying on pickles to get a little advantage from the second shopkeeper, I always feel that it is not appropriate afterwards, and I eat too much, and I tend to drink more.

Chen Ping turned his head to look at the shop, and asked with a smile, "Why don't I come to guard the first pass as a monk in the four realms? If you all bet on me to lose, I will sit in this village."

The drinkers all raised their middle fingers, laughed and scolded, they were very impolite, and some people directly cheered for the gang of foreign swordsmen, saying that our two shopkeepers are actually not good at selling wine and writing couplets, and we really want to fight. Three or two punches down, what are you afraid of, as a middle-earth swordsman from a foreign country, you should show a little heroism, then Chen Pingan came from a small place like Aquarius Island, Ren Yipuyu Qi hunted Pang Yuanji, these four Guys, they teamed up to sit in the manor and deliberately lost to Chen Pingan, a bastard. As long as you are not fools, don't believe it.

The girl named Zhu Mei sneered: "It turns out that you are not only a drunkard who sells alcohol, but also a gambler. Mr. Wen Sheng, I am really blind to find such a closed disciple like you!"

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Drinking, gambling, and killing monsters are really not worth mentioning. They are all things that are very unpopular in the eyes of you monks in the Central Earth Divine Continent."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone on Chen Sanqiu's side cheered loudly, slapping the table and chopsticks.

Zhu Mei was choked up.

And there is still some fear deep in my heart, as if I am inexplicably in a strange small world.

Because although Chen Ping'an was a little far away from the big and small sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it seemed that this little Glyph Saint disciple, who was not worthy of the name, echoed the sword cultivators behind him.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Do you know why my words are unreasonable? It's about drinking and gambling. In Haoran Tianxia, ​​it really shouldn't be done by scholars. Just because I deliberately involved the killing of demons, you have nothing to do." You are right, because you are still a bit of a conscientious Zhongtu Sword Cultivator, and you sincerely feel that killing monsters is a feat. That’s why you have a guilty conscience. In fact, there is no need. Reasoning in the world requires a sequence. For example, if you first admit the killing of demons, it is absolutely right, and after ten thousand years, you come to tell me that the drunkard and gambler is extremely wrong, do you think I admit it? How? I am a literary sage, yes Isn’t it true that you have a good temper and are willing to reason?”

The girl stared wide-eyed, her mind was muddled, how did the blue-shirted alcoholic in front of her say such bastard words, it seemed that there was some truth to it?

But she just couldn't help but get angry.

Chen Pingan finally said to the young man carrying wine who was no longer smiling: "Don't worry, I will not guard this first level as a Qi practitioner in the four realms. Why? It's not that I don't want to teach you to be a man, but to teach you to speak well." , but I respect you as sword cultivators in the Middle Earth, but you are willing to come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, at least willing to see the wild world with your own eyes. It is official business for monks from other places to pass three passes. Between you and me, Personal grievances, let’s talk about it later.”

Chen Pingan walked back to the wine shop.

A man eating pickles like flying with chopsticks shouted: "Second shopkeeper, you are so powerful, treat guests to drink, congratulations?"

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "I ask you sword celestial beings to show some face, and quickly put away your sword energy. Especially you, Ye Chunzhen, every time you drink a pot of wine, you have to eat three dishes of pickled vegetables from me. You really think I don't like it." You know? I have tolerated you for a long time."

The man picked up the half-dish of pickles on the ground with his fingers, "Give it back to you?"

Chen Ping was speechless.

That man was complacent, his mother's old man was ashamed, he was afraid, and he was afraid of your second shopkeeper? Besides, didn't you learn from your second shopkeeper?

Chen Pingan coughed, didn't take a seat, clapped his hands, and said loudly: "Our shop is a small business. I originally planned to give away a bowl of Yangchun noodles for every pot of wine I bought in addition to pickles. This is what I bought. The swollen face is full of fat, now it seems that it’s better to forget it, anyway, Yangchun noodles are not a delicacy, the clear soup is bland, that is, the noodles are more chewy, there are a few chopped green onions, and a small dish of pickles is poured into it , when you stir it with chopsticks, the taste is actually just right.”

Ye Chunzhen immediately noticed that the alcoholic eyes around him were like flying swords.

Because everyone knows that it is impossible to reason with the second shopkeeper.

Ye Chunzhen gritted his teeth, "Second shopkeeper, bring a pot of good wine, five snowflakes worth! I accidentally ate a little more pickles today, it's a bit salty, drink some good wine, and press it down."

"Okay, brother Ye is waiting."

That guy Pidianpidian went to the shop to get a good wine, he didn't forget to turn his head and said with a smile: "There will be Yangchun noodles in two days."

Jiang Guancheng, a young man with a sword on his back, had already been supported to stand up, and he shattered those punches with his sword energy, and his complexion improved a lot.

Zhu Mei asked softly, "Yan Lv, are you alright?"

The young man named Yan Lu shook his head lightly, and said with a smile, "What can I do. If the other party takes the opportunity to guard the gate, I will have trouble, and I will be scolded to death by Jun Bi."

Zhu Mei complained softly: "You really are, let Jiang Guancheng come here to mess around, Jun Bi told us not to go out easily after arriving at Sun Jianxian's mansion."

The young man in a plain robe turned his head to look at the wine shop, and quickly looked away.

He didn't like that messy atmosphere, and even hated it.

People who practice Taoism don't have the slightest cleanliness, and they don't have half of the fairy spirit on the mountain.

Yan Lu picked up the pot of Qingshen Mountain wine in his hand, and said with a smile: "I don't want to know whether this fairy wine has any connection with Qingshen Mountain. My ancestors, every time there is a Qingshen feast in the Bamboo Sea Cave, will participate."

Zhu Mei rolled his eyes and said: "You, Yan Lv, like to look through the family tree and the old almanac the most. I am afraid that others will not know how rich your ancestors are. Jiang Guancheng's family and master's inheritance are no worse than yours. You have seen him brag about his master. Who is Uncle? But he just doesn’t have a good brain. He listens to the wind and rain, and he can’t do anything with his brain. He likes to blow his hair after a few words from others. He really thinks this is our hometown, Zhongtu Shenzhou, This time when I came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, my ancestor told me better, I am not allowed to put on airs here, just be a dumb and deaf person obediently, alas, forget it, I am not qualified to say these things, I just said a lot. Well, you are not allowed to go to Jun Bi to say anything, just say that I have not spoken from the beginning to the end. Jun Bi, I only watch the sea, but when he is angry, it is so scary, I am okay, anyway, the state It’s not high, look at you, don’t you all learn from me and keep silent.”

Yan Lu looked slightly unnatural.

If she didn't have an uncle of the family who is now the master of the academy in Liuxiazhou, and it is said that Zhu Mei has been blessed since she was a child, and signed a strange mountain alliance contract with a female tiger of the great mountain in their dynasty. In the case of a double relationship, Yan Lu really wanted to give her a big slap in the face, so that she would have a better memory and speak human words so that she wouldn't poke people's hearts.

Here at the wine table.

Diezhang also just heard that the shop would give away a bowl of Yangchun noodles for free. After Chen Pingan was seated, he said softly, "I want to make Yangchun noodles and take care of the business. I'm afraid I won't be able to do it alone."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "The father of that kid, Lekang, heard that he is good at cooking and kind. He has not been able to make a stable living all these years. Later, I will teach him the secret method of making Yangchun noodles, and treat him as a The long-term workers hired by our shop, when Zhang Jiazhen is free, can also come to the wine shop to do part-time jobs, to help out with miscellaneous things, and the big shopkeeper can also take a rest. Anyway, these expenses will last for a year or so, plus Together, it is less than a bowl of wine."

Diezhang smiled and nodded, especially happy, no worse than making money.

Chen Sanqiu, Fatty Yan and the others have become accustomed to it, these are things that Chen Pingan would think about and do.

But Fan Dache was a little puzzled, and jokingly said: "Chen Pingan, you really don't mind troublesome? How on earth do you have your current cultivation level? Did it fall from the sky?"

Chen Pingan shouted: "Da Che."

Fan Dache was a little nervous, "Why?"

Chen Pingan coaxed and said: "Look at drinking with so many Jindan seniors, at such a small table, there are three autumns, fat man Yan, black charcoal, overlapping mountains, so many faces, and only drink the cheapest wine in the end, it's not appropriate .”

Fan Dache was reluctant to be taken advantage of, because there was also a four-level Qi trainer on the table.

Chen Pingan said in a low voice: "The young man carrying wine, if I guessed correctly, he should be the person in charge of the second game, and you are generally at the Dragon Gate level. He is only so old, if you lose, you will have to lose a lot." Face."

Fan Dache ordered a jug of good wine with the shopkeeper, but couldn't help asking: "Are you so sure that there will be a second match?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, and explained: "If Lu Duan hadn't been confined at home by Guo Jianxian, it's hard to say. Now, there will definitely be a second match. The reason is very simple. Zhongtu Jianxiu is the most embarrassing. If there is no accident, The gatekeeper of the Sea Viewing Realm here is Gao Yehou’s younger sister, Gao Youqing. Right? She has only been to the city once, and has not yet gone to the southern battlefield. Gao Youqing’s aptitude is of course very good, but in terms of fighting experience and In terms of Feijian's killing power, compared with the peers of Haoran Tianxia's peers, the Jindan Sword Cultivator of Jianqi Great Wall can beat the opponent by a few blocks, but under the Jindan, of course, the advantage is not small, but it is not as good as you imagined. What's more, there are many geniuses in Shenzhou of Zhongtu, and Jiang Guancheng is the disciple and grandson of one of the ten people in Zhongtu, and his master is also the sword fairy Ku Xia who is with him. He is still among this group of people, which is nothing to say It can be seen that Gao Youqing will lose. And the boy carrying wine is clearly not the person in charge of that mountain. After I made the move earlier, I only saw the other accomplices on the other side were extremely nervous, and subconsciously wanted to help. Everyone looked at the wine-carrying boy at the same time, and they could deduce that the wine-carrying boy was far from convincing the public, and he was not a backbone. If he wasn't a backbone, how could he dare to drag all the young geniuses to bet on the sword cultivator of Middle-earth Shenzhou? Shameless, fight those three fights? There must be someone else in Sun Jianxian's mansion, who is the leader they recognize in their hearts. I guess he is a young man with a low level and outstanding combat power. How amazing is he? Let the fellow sword cultivators who are one or two realms above be willing to obey him. Therefore, the rules of the three levels this time are undoubtedly the handiwork of that person. After all, Kuxia Sword Immortal has been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi before, so it is not so boring. Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, let alone dare to do this. To put it bluntly, these young masters and ladies are really a Nascent Soul Cultivator who can cover them. This can also prove from the side that the young Sword Cultivator has a good mind and can Let a Sword Immortal and Senior Nascent Soul do whatever they want."

Fan Dache was startled when he heard it, "Chen Pingan, did you know the origin of this pedestrian? Or did news reach Ning Mansion from the inverted mountain?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Guess."

Diezhang rolled his eyes, wanting to remind Fan Dache, don't guess, he will be tired.

Yan Zhuo asked: "Nowadays, there are many people sitting in the bank and betting on this, shall we?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Betting on your own loser, the fairy money you earn is also heartwarming."

Fan Dache handed over the wine bowl, "Based on this sentence, I won't lose money if I buy this jug of wine."

Chen Sanqiu added, "Anyway, I borrowed money from me."

Yan Zhuo praised: "Fan Dache, it's okay. It's the same as Dong Heitan."

Dong Huafu shook his head and said, "It's still worse than me."

Chen Sanqiu asked with a smile: "Why don't you just take it all in one pot?"

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "That bastard carrying wine is a naughty thief, don't give me a chance."

Dong Huafu said: "Just find an excuse, you are good at it anyway."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Dong Heitan, talk less and drink more."

Fan Dache raised his wine bowl, smiling all over his face, "Then let's go together?"

Everyone at the table raised their wine bowls and drank one after another.

On the way back to Ningfu alone, Chen Ping met a man in Confucian shirt, the gentleman Wang Zai.

Wang Zai spoke concisely, asked about Jianxiu Huangzhou, and also told Chen Pingan about the inspection process on the Jianqi Great Wall.

In short, it is the death of Huang Zhou, the lineage of hidden officials who are responsible for such matters, the two swordsmen are unwilling to pursue it too much, but whether Huang Zhou is a monster spy or not is not conclusive, at least there is no conclusive evidence . Therefore, you, Chen Pingan, can go unpunished for killing Huang Zhou, but the line of hidden officials, as well as Wang Zai, will never help prove your innocence. Chen Pingan will have to bear any rumors in the future. At the end of the speech, Wang Zai also said something about Huangzhou on the other side of the street. He will be in charge of finishing, taking care of some old and young, just a little bit of hard work.

Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Impartial, why?"

Wang Zai said in his heartfelt voice: "My husband and Mr. Mao are old friends. We used to travel far away to study together. It has always been a pity that Mr. Mao failed to go to the Rites Academy to sharpen his knowledge."

Chen Pingan knew it well, and clasped his fists together.

Wang Zai had no choice but to salute. In fact, this move is not suitable, it's just that my previous thoughts may not escape the eyes of Lord Yinguan and the two sword immortals Zhu'an and Luoshan, so it doesn't matter.

Wang Zai suddenly laughed and said: "I heard that Mr. Chen personally compiled and bound a book of seals of Baijianxian. One of the seals reads in seal script, 'Day is full of sun, night is full of moon'. I have a classmate friend whose name is There are Yu characters, which can just be given to him."

It is not at all awkward to call young people Mr. Chen, the gentleman Wang Zai.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "I greeted Yan Zhuo. If Mr. Wang doesn't dislike the powdery smell of the silk shop, just get it yourself. If it's troublesome, I'll send someone to Mr. Wang's study. Need not."

Wang Zai nodded with a smile, "That's my job. It would be even better if there is a margin and signature."

Chen Pingan said: "It's a little effort."

Wang Zai asked: "Do you know why I am willing to do this? In fact, I can just keep silent, and I already feel worthy of the friendship between Mr. Mao and Mr. Mao."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Wang Zai said with emotion: "It's good if you don't know, great kindness."

Wang Zai bid farewell and left, Confucianism in clothes.

Chen Ping went back to Ning Mansion, and stood for a while at the Martial Arts Field, watching Ning Yao practice in the gazebo, even if he just looked at it from a distance, it was a beautiful picture, which was enough to refresh his mind.

Afterwards, he returned to his small house, and Chen Pingan continued to engrave seals. The extremely rough seal book of the Hundred Sword Immortals would definitely have to be bound again in the future. It is not true that there are only one hundred seals.

The hundred or so seals on the table before have all been taken to the shop by Yan Zhuo, and they have become the treasure of the shop.

The ones on the table at the moment are still mostly plain seals, with very few engraved seals.

For Chen Pingan, the engraving of the seal is not only used for meditation, but also a kind of review of what he has learned.

In addition, how to "give away" one's own knowledge in a few dozen words, together with a common seal, and make people willing to take it away, or even spend money to buy it, is it a small knowledge? It's actually quite big.

In the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so many saints, gentlemen and sages from the two lines of Li Sheng and Ya Sheng came and went, and some even died in battle on the southern battlefield. On the Great Wall of Qi, is there the sound of reading books? It's just that each has its own difficulties, each has its own difficulties, and each has its own constraints, which made it impossible for them to truly promote Confucianism in the end. Of course, Chen Pingan didn't feel that he had this ability, and he could only do some things at hand, that's all.

Holding a carving knife in his hand, Chen Pingan slowly carved a seal script, watching Tao and Tao.

Chen Pingan was actually reluctant to take over the business of Dong Bu and a few friends' private book collections at first, but he only nodded when Ning Yao nodded.

Some things, if you don't have a bright future, you can ignore them at all.

Of course, Dong Bu deliberately mentioned this matter to Chen Pingan in front of Ning Yao, which is also Dong Bu's cleverness.

Chen Pingan engraved those few beautiful jade private seals neatly, and worked hard on the two terms of elegance and style. Since it's a real deal, you have to be honest. Before drinking with Dong Heitan at the shop, he said that his sister thought it was very good, and she would help win business if she had the opportunity, but Dong couldn't ask for a commission. It's just that Chen Pingan declined. It doesn't matter to Dong Huafu, I didn't want my sister to run to Ning Mansion every now and then. God knows what kind of bastard rumors will be spread if she runs too many times. Or Dong Huafu, Chen Pingan got angry at Sister Ning, who would he turn to if he didn't settle accounts with Dong Huafu?

It's not that he didn't know how Chen Pingan dealt with Fan Dache, he was beaten up, Fan Dache was quite happy, Fan Dache was stupid, Dong Huafu was not stupid.

Dong had to be ashamed of being the daughter of the Dong family’s prostitute for the extra fine jade leftovers, and her friends were not petty, so they agreed to give it to Chen Pingan as a knife tool, and they really carved Chen Pingan into tiny, tiny little ones. There are more than ten square seals, but the seal characters are dense and dense, one of them even has more than a hundred characters. The material of these seals is not ordinary white jade, but the famous frost jade among the treasures of immortals. Chen Pingan had to use flying Sword Fifteen can only be used as a carving knife to engrave characters. Of course, it will not be given away as a lottery in a silk shop. Customers have to buy it with real money.

Perhaps it is because the wealthy women who go to the silk shop on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi may not be able to understand it well. This seal, which seems to repeat "watching the Tao" three times at first glance, will probably be dusted for a long time.

Chen Ping changed a plain badge to carve it, and engraved eight characters: Huayue reunion, couple of gods and immortals.

Chen Pingan shook the seal, bowed his head and blew, weighed it in the palm of his hand, very satisfied, just this knife work, just this implication, if no one is fighting for this seal, my surname is not Chen.

In the business over there, you can't just have women pay for it, but men have to buy it. That's the real ability of the second shopkeeper of the silk and satin shop. A seal: There are beautiful women in the world, and they are ashamed to walk away from the three lights in the sky.

Over there at the mansion of Sword Immortal Sun Juyuan.

Zhu Mei and Jiang Guancheng lowered their heads and stood under the steps of a gazebo, while the rest of Yan Lv and the others did not dare to smile.

Inside the gazebo, there is a young man named Lin Junbi who is playing music by himself.

Both the chessboard and the chess jar are beloved items that the young man carried with him. They are both first-class treasures on the mountain. It is rumored that they were first treasured by Baidi City, and later passed into the hands of Lin Junbi. Two of the chess jars have two inscriptions, "Everywhere, the gods protect them", and "everyone, everything, and everything, protected by the heart of heaven". And the many black and white chess pieces on the chessboard are like two kinds of sword lights shining, and each of them produces a different color of sword energy.

Every time Lin Junbi landed on the chessboard, just bypassing the trajectories of the entangled sword qi, it would dazzle people and lead them straight to the mind.

Lin Junbi didn't actually reprimand them, but just listened to what happened and asked some details, but Zhu Mei and Jiang Guancheng themselves were more frightened.

It's hard to imagine that Lin Junbi was actually born as a mountain wilderness, but his later life experience, in just a few years, seemed too wonderful, making it easy for others to ignore this young man's life experience.

Lin Junbi glanced at the chess game, and then at the chess record at hand, turned his head and said with a smile to everyone: "Don't be nervous, the game is still the same, everyone go to practice."

Three days later, the three passed three levels.

Then Lin Junbi stopped someone, "Brother Border, shall we play a game of chess?"

The young man who had been to the wine shop with Yan Lu and the others nodded, and walked into the gazebo alone to sit down.

On the street before, after Chen Ping made a move, he seemed the most sluggish.

Quite different from before, this young swordsman named Frontier, after moving a chess jar to his side, became lazier, resting his chin on one hand, helping Lin Junbi pack the chess pieces into the jar. Qi, unlike Lin Junbi's deliberate bypass, chose to forcibly break through the border and forcefully lift the chess pieces.

Lin Junbi was about to speak.

Border complained: "You have said it twice, do I have such a bad memory? Pretend to lose to that Situ Weiran, otherwise there is no place to save face on the Jianqi Great Wall, and we will continue to be in trouble in the future, which will inevitably delay Yan Lu Zhu This is their quiet practice."

Lin Junbi smiled and said, "That's good."

Border said: "You won the first game, there is no suspense. But Yan Lu's second game, are you sure?"

Lin Junbi said: "I'm sure, but not so much. If the border brother is only at the Longmen level now, everything will be safe. After the two battles between you and me, it is estimated that the other party will lose the spirit in the future and make trouble for us."

The frontier joked: "I'm lucky, I broke through the border quickly, is there something wrong?"

On the opposite side of the golden core border, is the only sword cultivator who does not belong to their Shaoyuan Dynasty. Looking at his early twenties, he is actually about to stand, but even at the age of thirty, it is still a shocking thing to have a golden core bottleneck. .

Lin Junbi's master is the national teacher of Haoran's sixth largest dynasty in the world, and the frontier is Lin Junbi's unnamed disciple.

Lin Junbi didn't know much about the true origin of this unknown swordsman of "Ocean Viewing Realm", so his master didn't want to say more. This time I rushed all the way to the inverted mountain, except for the sword fairy Kuxia who saw some clues, even the old monk Yuanying didn't know the real realm of the border. As for Yan Lu and the others, they didn't know that there was a dragon swaying beside them. Side, just happy to see some jokes.

If it is said that Lin Junbi's greatest personal interest in this experience is to find someone to play chess, and at the same time see the swordsmanship of the left and right great swordsmen.

Then the frontier that can only be counted as half a senior brother is to come to the sword fairy Wei Jin who is the most talented swordsman in Aquarius Continent.

However, in the Plum Garden on the Inverted Mountain, Brother Border seems to have a lot of luck, and he hits off with a lady who is in charge of the yard over there.

But in the Shaoyuan Dynasty in his hometown, even if he is only a sword cultivator at the Sea Viewing Realm, at most he is an unnamed disciple of the national teacher. Is Frontier the kind of fairy who was born and enlightened in the legend?

Lin Junbi asked: "I heard that Chen Ping'an had an immortal weapon, and he had a huge fight with Pang Yuanji, but it was useless. You fought with him, how would you win or lose?"

Border twisted a chess piece with his fingers, placed it on the stone table outside the chessboard, put his fingers together, and wiped the extremely precious snow-white chess piece casually, as if he was angry with the chess piece, and said casually: "Cultivate Taoism, the result is It's meaningless to compete with others to win or lose."

Lin Junbi smiled slightly, grabbed a handful of chess pieces, "Guess first?"

Frontier was not in a hurry to play chess, he raised his head and asked, "You know?"

Lin Junbi nodded, "When you came back, you were obviously injured, but you smiled more than usual, and your voice was louder, I guessed it."

Frontier sighed, "But the other party is Cao Ci, so it wouldn't be embarrassing to lose, right?"

Lin Junbi nodded and said, "It's not ashamed to lose to Cao Ci, but I don't think it's wise to come and get beaten by myself."

The frontier was silent.

Lin Junbi asked curiously, "How many punches?"

Frontier twitched his chin and pointed to the chess piece he was pressing with his two fingers.

Lin Junbi asked suspiciously, "One punch?"

Bian Bian laughed angrily: "Just look down on senior brother like that? Two punches! One punch broke my flying sword, and the other punched me in a mess. But to be honest, if I'm shameless, I can still take a few more punches."

Lin Junbi smiled and stopped talking.

Bian Bian asked: "Since Yan Lu is not sure of victory, do you have any other plans?"

Lin Junbi said: "I had a plan at the beginning. If Guo Zhujiu played on the Sword Qi Great Wall side in the second round, I would break through on the spot. If the third round was Gao Yehou or Sima Weiran, then I would break through again. But after I stayed here, I changed my mind. Because it is unnecessary. In this way, I will only make wedding dresses for others. If Chen Pingan is present, there will be the fourth scene. After all, I am not a senior brother, and I will definitely Losing to Chen Pingan, who also played four games, only made that Chen Pingan more popular."

The border joked: "You care so much about Chen Pingan? Zhu Mei and the others ran to the wine shop and hit the wall. Is it because of your intention?"

Lin Junbi smiled and said, "Chen Ping'an should be happy to be remembered by Lin Junbi."

And that Chen Pingan, who was missed but didn't know it, was in a secret room in the Ning Mansion, starting to refine the fourth natal object.

After the water word seal of the water mansion, the five-color soil of the mountain temple, and the statue of the wooden house, there is the gold of the five elements, and the last is the fire of the five elements that has not yet found a suitable natal object.

The watermark was refined at the southernmost tip of Aquarius Continent, on top of the sea of ​​clouds in the Old Dragon City.

The five-color soil was refined near the mouth of Beiju Luzhou where Jidu enters the sea.

The wooden statues of gods obtained from the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain in the Xianfu ruins were refined on the island of the Dragon Palace Cave.

The Gold of the Five Elements that is about to be refined now is a golden book page made of gold, to be precise, it is a Buddhist scripture.

Regarding this matter, Chen Pingan asked senior brother Zuo Zuo if it was appropriate, but Zuo Zuo just said that there is nothing wrong with being a gentleman.

The cauldron stove is still the five-colored Golden Chamber Stove that was obtained from the old Yuanying Lu Yong of Tongyezhou. .

Lu Yong once said that "the nature of gold is indestructible, so it is a myriad of treasures", so this alchemy stove is actually the most suitable thing for refining, which is the gold of the five elements.

In the secret room, many treasures of heaven and earth are well prepared.

Outside the secret room, Nalan Yexing sat cross-legged and was in charge of guarding the barrier.

At the Zhanlongya gazebo, Nanny Bai chatted with Ning Yao.

The old woman smiled and said: "Don't worry, auspicious people have their own appearance. Our uncle is a man of righteousness, and the sky will help him. What's more, my uncle is very knowledgeable. Although he is a student of Confucianism, he can travel far and wide, walk in the world, and be alive. Bodhisattva practice. You don’t need to worry about this refinement.”

Ning Yao was still a little worried, but he still smiled and said, "Mother Bai, don't say these things to him, he will feel uncomfortable instead."

The old woman deliberately said: "Is it about addressing my uncle? At most, my uncle is uncomfortable with his words, not to mention how comfortable he is in his heart."

Ning Yao felt relieved after being interrupted like this, and said with a smile, "If the refining is successful, in two days, I will accompany him to watch the battle of the three stages."

The old woman said: "Miss didn't have the slightest interest in these things before."

Ning Yao said: "I'm not interested now, I just want to hang out with him."

After a moment of silence, Ning Yao said: "Madam Bai may not be able to see that Chen Ping'an will be the saddest only if he refines the gold of the five elements."

The old woman asked, "Is it a sad mood, or is it a sad pass?"

Ning Yao said, "It's all."

The old woman was a little nervous, even more nervous than her own lady.

Ning Yao smiled and said, "Bai Nai, it's okay, Chen Pingan can always solve problems by himself, it has always been like this. If he knows that we are worried, he will be worried. Otherwise..."

Ning Yao looked towards the martial arts arena outside the pavilion, "It's nothing to worry about, he won't be able to chew it or swallow it."

The old woman nodded and said, "That's good."

Ning Yao took out a seal from his sleeve, handed it to the old woman, and said softly, "I stole it."

The old woman didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After taking the hand, she glanced at the printed text, was in a daze, carefully put it in her sleeve, and couldn't hide her smile. "Young master's writing is really good."

Especially those seal scripts are extremely comforting.

The blue silk is stained with frost and snow, she is still a beauty.

Ning Yao shook his head, "He himself said that his handwriting is very dull, except for the italic characters, it is passable, and the rest of the cursive seal script is just learned a little bit, in the eyes of experts, it will only be ridiculous, but it is used to deal with these materials An ordinary seal is more than enough."

Outside the secret room, Nalan Yexing was a little strange, why an hour had passed, and Chen Pingan hadn't lit the alchemy stove yet.

In the secret room, Chen Ping closed his eyes and meditated all the time, dazed in a daze.

The Yan family's glorious mansion, which was filled with the four characters "My family is rich", the fat man Yan Zhuo was uneasy. He got the seal early, and when he hurried home, he was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to take it out. , it has been dragged down.

Today in the corridor outside his father's study, hesitating and lingering.

There is no door to the father's study, just to make it easier for the head of the Yan family to come and go.

In fact, there was no need to do this originally. It was Yan Zhuo's father's own decision. He tore down the door, saying that he lost his arms, but he meant they were gone. He opened and closed the door with sword energy, just for fun?

Yan Ming has long been aware of his son's movement in the corridor. He is so fat and walks loudly, no matter how poor his cultivation is now, he is still a Nascent Soul, how could he not know.

Yan Ming frowned and said, "If you don't enter the house, then get out."

Yan Zhuo was still in awe of this father. He had no choice but to be scared of being beaten since he was a child. Later, this father probably gave up completely. He, the only child of the Yan family, was not even willing to be beaten or scolded. It wasn't until the last time when he returned home with Yan Zhuo on his back that the man looked a little better towards his son. He would occasionally ask about Yan Zhuo's progress in practice. Probably got the instruction, but for the first time, he started to be strict with Yan Zhuo, whether it was cultivation, business, or making friends, he was strict with Yan Zhuo.

Subconsciously, Yan Zhuo wanted to be obedient and leave, but after walking a few steps, he still gritted his teeth, walked to the study, and crossed the threshold.

Yan Ming is a serious middle-aged man with empty sleeves, sitting on a chair, the desk in front of him is full of books, and he has a small hair, responsible for flipping through the books.

Yan Ming frowned and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Trembling, Yan Zhuo took out the seal and placed it gently on the table, "Father, I gave it to you. It's okay, I'm leaving."

Yan Ming was stunned for a moment. The seal was made of ordinary materials, and he asked, "Lack of money to spend? Then give this?"

Yan Zhuo blushed, didn't even dare to explain anything, lowered his head and quickened his pace, leaving the study.

After leaving the corridor, Fatty Yan felt relieved.

On the other side of the study, that well-behaved and docile little spirit, hopped over to the seal, squatted down, as if carrying a piece of wood, and showed the owner the balance of the seal.

Yan Ming looked at it for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Do you think I'm being too strict with Zhuo'er?"

Xiao Jingmei nodded vigorously.

Yan Ming laughed, turned his head and looked out the window, there was a tall city in the far distance.

Don't dare to climb to the top of the city with your sword, lest you will be driven back by three moons.

How can your father and I have this ability.

Xiao Jingmei blinked her eyes, she has been serving the master diligently for many years, and she has never seen such a smiling face.

Above the head of the city.

The gentleman Wang Zai just sent a newly printed book of Baijianxian to the Confucian sage who now sits on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Ye Laolian.

It is very rough, far from being comparable to the general seals of Haoran Tianxia, ​​let alone the seals carefully collected by Shuxiangmendi.

The sage flipped through the pages, and when he saw what he understood, he smiled knowingly.

There is no landscape-shaped resort, but it is the highest city in the world.

The place where young children play, and where swordsmen drink booze.

When the Confucian sage turned a page, he stopped what he was doing and nodded slightly.

Wang Zai looked and saw the "Three Hundred Frost Orange Persimmons", he also smiled and said: "On the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, maybe no one knows the fun here for the time being."

The Confucian sage said with a smile: "Then it's possible, it's just a possibility, there will be those who are both free and rich, who will go to the books to buy books, and check the source of the printed text."

The Shaoyuan Dynasty in Shenzhou of Central Earth is like the Zhuying Dynasty in Aquarius Continent, with many sword masters.

So today's battle of three levels has attracted a lot of spectators.

The location was chosen on Xuanhu Street, where the great surnames are adjacent to the Jianqi Great Wall and where rich and powerful families gather.

The reason why it wasn't the Taixiang Street where Chen Sanqiu and Dong Huafu's family lived was because they didn't dare, and even if the two sides had the guts to choose a location here, it is estimated that no one would watch the battle.

Fatty Yan stood on tiptoe, looked around, and asked doubtfully, "Why isn't my Brother Chen coming?"

Dong Huafu was gnawing on a big pancake, and Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo had always been accounted for when the young master of the Dong family bought things.

Fan Dache glanced at the gate of a house in the distance, Chen Sanqiu patted him on the shoulder, Fan Dache smiled and said, "It's okay."

At both ends of the street, a group of native sword cultivators headed by Qi Shou and Gao Yehou, and a group of foreign sword cultivators led by Yan Lv and Jiang Guancheng stood, and the young Lin Junbi was surrounded by stars. And the frontier is still the most inconspicuous existence among the crowd.

Gao Yehou's younger sister, Gao Youqing will guard the first level. Gao Yehou, who didn't show up to watch the match last time, naturally showed up today. Pang Yuanji was standing beside Gao Yehou, talking to the little Gao Youqing about precautions. It's not that Gao Yehou doesn't want to, it's really this younger sister who never likes to listen to his nagging.

Lin Junbi walked forward slowly, Gao Youqing strode forward.

Both sides did not intend to sacrifice the flying sword, and gradually narrowed the distance.

A group of Immortal Sword Cultivators squatted on the steps of a mansion, and said with a smile: "Gao girl, the other party is so handsome, he is good enough for you, as long as you win him, put it on your shoulders and run away, find a place where no one is around, Just do whatever you want!"

Gao Youqing turned a deaf ear to it, focused her mind, and stared at the boy who was getting closer and closer.

Lin Junbi actually had a leisurely mood, looked around, and looked at the wealthy mansions on both sides of Xuanhu Street.

Two sea-viewing sword cultivators.

With just one sword strike, the superior and inferior were distinguished.

Gao Youqing was the first to sacrifice his natal flying sword, and went away through the air, fleeting, without seeking momentum.

Lin Junbi's flying sword strikes back, and easily knocks Gao Youqing's natal flying sword into the air, and hovers between Gao Youqing's eyebrows in an instant.

Gao Youqing's face was pale.

The flying sword between the eyebrows suddenly disappeared, and Lin Junbi had already turned around and left.

Yan Lu took a deep breath, stepped out of the crowd, and passed Lin Junbi.

Lin Junbi smiled and said, "You can decide the winner a little later."

Yan Lv nodded heavily.

There were many sword cultivators watching the battle on both sides of the street, but there was no booing or cursing. In the battle of the same border, the winner was divided in an instant, and it was the opponent's ability.

But that boy was too much to beat.

He was about to catch up with the second shopkeeper of the wine shop.

Whoever wants to come.

The second shopkeeper, walking side by side with Ning Yao, happened to appear from the street on Lin Junbi's side.

Lin Junbi looked at the pale-faced man in the green shirt who seemed to be sick, smiled, and stopped looking after a glance, but the woman next to the man was said to be even more amazing, and there were countless compliments. He, Lin Junbi, had heard a lot of Meihuayuanzi, but he was only less than ten years old, so how could he be so amazing? Jindan bottleneck sword cultivator in his twenties, not yet a Nascent Soul, isn't he? Not to mention it's not great, it seems like invincible, right?

Lin Junbi shook his head, he looked at her a few more times, and didn't even think she was such a good-looking woman, compared to Ning Yao, the Great Wall of Sword Qi in his imagination, she was much worse.

Chen Pingan walked slowly with his sleeves covered, turned his head and glanced at the young man, and said with a smile, "Take care of your eyes."

The whole street was filled with whistles, making fun of our own people. In fact, the Great Wall of Sword Qi never spared no effort.

Especially the second shopkeeper, not a little girl like Gao Youqing, this guy has a thick skin, earning money is more shameless than fighting.

Lin Junbi smiled and said, "Are you talking about yourself?"

After Chen Ping finished speaking, he no longer looked at the boy, but instead looked at the border hiding in the crowd.

Frontier's expression was as usual, but he was a little bit guilty in his heart. Did he show his feet at the wine shop earlier? Not so.

Ning Yao tugged on Chen Ping's sleeve, Chen Ping stopped and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Ning Yao looked at him.

Chen Ping smiled and nodded.

So Ning Yao turned around and said to Lin Junbi: "If you want you to take care of your eyes, you should take care of your eyes."

Lin Junbi twitched the corner of his mouth.

Then Ning Yao said something.

The whole street was instantly silent.

Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo looked at each other, and they both saw the look of pity in each other's eyes, so they both struggled to hold back their laughter.

Not only that, but even the sword immortals stationed at the top of the city came directly with their swords, and they didn't even need the magical power of watching mountains and rivers.

Because Ning Yao just said: "If you dare to temporarily break through the realm and use the Dragon Gate Realm to draw your sword, I will be in the Sea Viewing Realm. If you break through again and use the Gold Core Realm to draw your sword, I will be in the Dragon Gate Realm. You now Do you want to admit defeat?"