Sword of Coming

A Liang stood up, and heard a horn sounding in the distance on the battlefield, and the barbaric world retreated.

The two sides will clean up the battlefield separately, and the next big battle may end, and the sound of the horn may not be needed.

A Liang came to the pavilion of Zhanlongya, let go of the empty jug in his hand, spun around, howled, kicked the jug out of the pavilion, and threw it on the martial arts arena.

The war came to an end, and for a while, the sword cultivators on the top of the city, like migratory birds returning to the north, returned home one after another, with swords shining, and the scenery was picturesque.

Retreat, recuperate, practice swords, drink alcohol.

The dead have passed away, and the sorrows of the survivors will be dissolved in the wine bowl, or drunk or sipped on the wine table one by one.

Ah Liang forgot which expert said at the wine table that a person's stomach is the best wine vat in the world, and the stories of old people are the best puree. Can brew the best wine, taste endless.

After some thought and a slap on the thigh, this tall man is himself.

It's not good to be too presumptuous, you have to change.

Soon, a group of Yu Jian returned to Ning Mansion from the top of the city. Ning Yao suddenly fell sharply and landed at the gate, talking to the old woman.

The rest, Chen Sanqiu, Diezhang, Dong Huafu, Yan Zhuo, and Fan Dache, still went straight to the pavilion, drifting down, putting their swords in their sheaths.

A Liang propped one hand on the pavilion pillar, one foot touched the ground, looked at the slim woman, and said with emotion: "Diezhang is a big girl."

Diezhang smiled and called Ah Liang.

When she was a child, Diezhang often accompanied Ah Liang to squat in the streets and alleys, worrying about how men would spend money for drinks, and girls who were worried about not allowing herself to buy wine. Every time she bought wine, she could earn some traveling expenses. Copper coins, broken silver. The "fight" between copper coins and copper coins in the rag money bag, if you add a grain or two of silver, it will be the most pleasant sound in the world. Unfortunately, Ah Liang has too many credits. She is also afraid of falling.

Dong Huafu asked: "Where is it big?"

A Liang smiled and said, "Ask your mother."

Dong Huafu chuckled, "There are many mountains and mountains, my mother said that you helped to get this name for the mountains, and you are uneasy and kind."

A Liang said helplessly: "What is this all about? Tell your mother to read less of Haoran Tianxia's cosmetic books. With so many books in your family, I don't know how many unscrupulous booksellers in Nanba Suozhou have been supported. Not good, the content is also vulgar, among the ten books, there is no one that can be read a second time, and your sister is a girl with no conscience, so many important pages, why tear them up and use them as toilet paper?"

Dong Huafu didn't say a word. He also had a part in this matter. His sister flipped through the book with a murderous look, and he was only responsible for helping to tear the book, and then his sister secretly bound it into a book.

Chen Sanqiu kicked off his boots and sat cross-legged with a relaxed attitude, leaning against the railing.

He likes Dong Bu, and Dong Bu likes A Liang, but this is not the reason why Chen Sanqiu doesn't like A Liang.

On the contrary, Chen Sanqiu admired A Liang's free and easy, and was also very grateful for A Liang's deeds back then.

For example, for his own sake, A Liang once had a big fight with the boss Sword Immortal in private and scolded Chen Xiyi, the patriarch of the Chen clan, but never told Chen Sanqiu. , A Liang has left the Great Wall of Sword Qi, wearing a bamboo hat and hanging a bamboo knife, and just quietly returned to his hometown.

Some sword immortals have high sword skills, but they are not free, and they are always uncomfortable in the world.

Ah Liang, who seems to be the most free, always says that true freedom is never free from worries.

Fatty Yan was rubbing the man's shoulders and back, and asked in a low voice: "Aliang, Aliang, how is my sword skill now? After going to Haoran Tianxia, ​​can I make the fairy feel like a deer? You have said that as long as I am a sword fairy , even if they are not so handsome, with swords out, it is the best rouge for women, seeing the superb swordsmanship, they seem to be smeared with blush, do they count?"

A Liang nodded and said: "If you count, how can you not count? I am very familiar with Haoran Tianxia. If you have the opportunity to travel there in the future, I will give you a map and mark all the mountains with fairies. Don't be stupid to ask about the sword, just go to the foot of the mountain, stand up with the sword, walk around the top of the mountain, practice a set of sword skills, and call it a day. Don't say anything during this period, take off the wine pot, and leave it alone. Just give the fairies a back view of drinking with their heads up, until this moment, you chant a poem loudly, and go away in style..."

Yan Zhuo's head was as big as a dustpan, "Ah Liang, I don't know how to recite poetry."

A Liang said: "I have it. There are more than 300 sentences in a booklet, all of which are poems tailored for us sword celestial beings. How can I sell you for friendship?"

Dong Huafu asked: "The verses in the booklet have been used up by you a long time ago, right?"

A Liang was a little annoyed.

Fan Dache was the most cautious.

He is not familiar with Senior A Liang.

Even though Senior A Liang was approachable, to Fan Dache he was still aloof, close in front of his eyes but far away in the sky.

It's like many young sword cultivators meeting Dong Sangeng, Lu Zhi and other old and great sword celestial beings. The seniors may not look down on the juniors, but the juniors often look down on themselves involuntarily.

A Liang smiled and said, "Is your name Fan Dache?"

Fan Dache nodded quickly, flattered.

A Liang said: "You entered the Golden Core Realm earlier than I and the boss Sword Immortal originally expected."

Fan Dache couldn't believe it.

Can I get into the eyes of Senior A Liang and the boss Sword Immortal?

A Liang smiled and said, "Actually, the growth of every child is watched by the boss sword fairy. It's just that the boss sword fairy is shy and doesn't like to be courteous with others."

This is not easy to answer.

After all, it is not the second shopkeeper who treats people with sincerity.

After Ning Yao and Nanny Bai separated, they walked up the stone path of Zhanlongya. After Ning Yao arrived at the gazebo, Ah Liang had already sat down with everyone.

Ning Yao looked tired, and asked, "Ah Liang, is there anything serious about him?"

"That kid couldn't sleep well all the time, and was knocked out by me. Now he's crying like thunder. He's much better."

A Liang said, "It should be difficult for Chen Pingan to go out of the city to fight again in the short term. You should stop him from fighting in the previous fight. It's too risky to develop the habit of betting on his life."

Ning Yao shook his head and said, "The big thing is up to him, I can't persuade him."

A Liang was amazed, "Is Ning girl still the Ning girl I know?"

Ning Yao sat down silently, leaning his shoulder against the pillar of the pavilion.

She carried a sword box on her back and wore a snow-white robe.

In the gazebo, chat casually.

Maybe it was Dong Huafu who was asking Ah Liang about Qingming Tianxia, ​​and Ah Liang was bragging about how good he was there. With just one strike, Bai Yujing could be overwhelmed with grace, but it was not a feat that anyone could accomplish.

Pretending to speak lightly, there must be something hard to let go of.

A Liang finally taught these young people some sword skills, breaking through the bottlenecks and barriers of their respective cultivation, and then got up to leave, "I'll go to my acquaintances for a drink, and you all go back to your respective homes."

Ning Yao got up and watched A Liang and all his friends go away with the sword.

She walked down Zhanlongya alone, went to the small house, gently pushed open the door, stepped over the threshold, sat by the bed, gently held Chen Pingan's left hand that had stuck out of the bed at some point, Still trembling slightly, this is the appearance of trembling soul and unsteady energy. Ning Yao moved gently, and put Chen Ping's hand back on the bedding. Gently smoothing his slightly wrinkled brow with a finger.

Chen Ping likes herself, and Ning Yao is very happy.

But Chen Ping likes her, so he has to be so tired, Ning Yao is a little angry with himself.

So Chen Ping'an, who was sleeping soundly, just stretched her brows, and she frowned herself.

What should I do, I can't not like him, and I can't bear him not to like myself.

These sentimental sorrows, without lowering the brows, came to my heart again.

A Liang went straight back to the city, but instead of going to the hut, he sat next to Wu Chengpei who was still diligently practicing his sword.

Wu Chengpei looked at the battlefield, the golden river had been put away by the saints of the three religions, and there were still sporadic fights on the ground.

There is no trace of sadness on the face, and people have unspeakable suffering.

For many sword cultivators who have just arrived and traveled abroad, the local sword immortals of the Great Wall of Sword Qi are almost all eccentric and difficult to get close to.

A Liang didn't speak either.

Wu Chengpei finally said: "I heard from Mi Hu that before Zhou Cheng died, he said, 'Life is meaningless, so let's die'. Tao Wen said that death is hard to come by. I envy them very much."

A Liang said: "It is true that not everyone can choose how to live, but only how to die. But I still want to say that a good death is worse than a bad life."

Wu Chengpei said: "During the years you were away, all the foreign sword cultivators, no matter whether they are dead or alive, regardless of whether their realm is high or low, are impressive. I have no complaints against Haoran Tianxia anymore."

A Liang took out a pot of Xianjia fermented rice, uncovered the mud seal, and shook it gently. The aroma of the wine was pungent. He lowered his head and sniffed it, and said with a smile, "Another year of autumn has passed in the wine, and the taste of the wine has surpassed Gui Zixiang every year. The world is in harmony The drinks in Qing Ming Tian Tian are indeed not as good as the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

Wu Chengpei asked suddenly: "Ah Liang, have you ever had a woman you really liked?"

Ah Liang thought for a while, and just as he was about to speak, Wu Chengpei shook his head and said, "There's no need to answer, I already regret asking this question, and I guess I regret even more after hearing the answer."

A Liang smiled, "Walking in the rivers and lakes, I don't have any love for children, what kind of wine do I drink. Look at those infatuated people, which one is not a drunk who soaked in the wine jar. In the field of love, everyone is a coward."

Wu Chengpei was a little surprised. It's rare for this naughty Ah Liang to say a few serious words that aren't dirty.

Lu Zhi rarely showed up and sat on the other side of Wu Chengpei.

A Liang threw the jug in his hand, but was slapped back by Lu Zhi. A Liang borrowed the jug and complained, "Why are you being polite to your brother A Liang, it's just a jug of wine."

Lu Zhi raised his arms.

A Liang sighed, took out a jug of new wine and threw it over, "A heroine, don't stick to trifles."

After drinking, Lu Zhi asked: "I heard that there is a lineage of Taoist sword immortals in Qingming Tianxia, ​​which has a long history. How about the specific sword skills? How about the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain?"

A Liang rubbed his chin, "You mean the head teacher Sun of the Daxuandu Temple. I have never dealt with it. I am a little regretful. The female crown sisters of the Daxuanduguan... oh no, it is the Taoist temple Lin, whether there are people or not, the scenery is superb. As for the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, I am very familiar with it, and the Huang Zigui people in the Celestial Master's Mansion are very enthusiastic every time they treat guests, and they can be said to inspire teachers and move people."

You don't need to talk when you meet, but let's start with a five-thunder bang, of course it is very enthusiastic.

A Liang moved Wu Chengpei's head away, and smiled with Lu Zhi: "If you are interested, you can report my name when you come back to visit the Tianshi Mansion."

Lu Zhi sneered and said, "Reporting your name? Is it the same as asking Longhushan for a sword?"

A Liang laughed and said: "The person who knows me best in the Great Wall of Sword Qi is none other than Lu Zhi."

Wu Chengpei said: "You two, I am practicing my sword, drinking and chatting, and going somewhere else."

Lu Zhi said: "If the heart is dead before the person, no good sword can be made."

Wu Chengpei said: "Don't bother you. I only know the flying sword 'Ganlin'. Even if I don't practice it anymore, it is still in the top three of the first class. Lu Dajianxian's natal flying sword is only in the second class. The first edition of the Summer Palace , recorded clearly.”

Lu Zhi said: "Wait until I finish drinking."

Wu Chengpei said: "Please drink faster."

Wu Chengpei, the sword fairy, is not good at catching and fighting, but he is famous in the Great Wall of Sword Qi and is not afraid of anyone. A Liang was with Wu Chengpei back then and suffered a lot.

Wu Chengpei's casual words made A Liang drink alcohol for less than half a year.

"You, A Liang, have a high realm and a great background, and you won't die anyway, so what kind of prestige do you have with me?"

What makes people embarrassed is never the words that are completely unreasonable, but the words that sound reasonable but not so reasonable.

At this moment, Ah Liang waved his hand, and shouted to the two old Jianxiu who were sitting on the north and south walls not far away: "It's time to sit in the manor! Cheng Quan, Zhao Gezhen, bet bet!"

But Lu Zhi had already stood up, threw the jug outside the city wall, and left with Yu Jian.

After Lu Zhi left, A Liang said: "Lu Zhi used to look like an outsider to everyone, but now he has changed a lot. It's rare to say a word of his own with you, so why don't you appreciate it."

Wu Chengpei looked dazed, and said: "It's hard to hear what I say."

A Liang nodded, "That's right."

Wu Chengpei said: "You know about Xiao Yun, right?"

Ah Liang then lay down on his back, pillowed on the back of his hand, crossed his legs, "Everyone has his own ambition."

Wu Chengpei said suddenly: "I didn't thank you or apologize for what happened back then. I will make up for it today. I'm sorry, thank you."

But Ah Liang said: "In other places, sword cultivators with good sword skills and better appearance like our two brothers are very popular."

Wu Chengpei is indeed a beautiful man. In the conversations of many foreign women, he and Mi Yu are often called "Shuangbi".

Just an infatuation, a passion.

Seeing the appearance and demeanor of the two Jade Realm Sword Cultivators with their own eyes, those foreign women who felt that the trip was worthwhile suddenly realized that men can also be so good-looking, and beauty is not only enjoyed by women. Character.

Wu Chengpei put the sword of the sword shop across his knees, looked into the distance, and said softly: "Walk to the poor water, sit and watch the clouds rise."

Wu Chengpei immediately asked: "Would it be better to sit and watch the mountains and clouds rise, and add a word of mountain to echo with the water?"

A Liang said casually: "Not good, more words mean less meaning."

Wu Chengpei thought for a moment, nodded and said, "It makes sense."

Ah Liang smiled and said, "Why are you becoming arty?"

Wu Chengpei replied: "I have nothing to do when I have nothing to do, so I looked through the seal book of Jianxian, which is very interesting."

A Liang asked in confusion: "What the hell?"

Wu Chengpei smiled and said: "Don't you know the word "皕"? How can you be a scholar? Your father is not angry to death with you?"

A Liang said with a smile: "Your father is almost mad at you."

Wu Chengpei stretched his waist, and with a smile on his face, he said slowly: "A gentleman's heart, the sky is blue and the sun is white, and the autumn water is clear and mirror. The friendship between gentlemen, the same way, and no bad words. The journey of a gentleman, the dew on the wild grass, come It’s lovely to be around, and it’s lovely to go.”

A Liang was stunned for a moment, "Did I say this?"

Wu Chengpei smiled and said, "The scholar said it."

After Chen Ping'an woke up again, he could walk without any problems. He didn't feel relieved when he learned that the siege in the wild world had stopped.

Unable to find Ning Yao, Nanny Bai was teaching boxing in the cold palace, so Chen Pingan went to the summer palace with his sword, only to find that A Liang was sitting by the threshold, chatting with Shou Miao.

Local sword cultivators like Shumiao and Dong Bu are very familiar with A Liang, but Lin Junbi, a foreign sword cultivator, actually only has a name for A Liang, a fellow villager. Everyone has heard of it, no one has seen it.

A-Liang has stayed at the Great Sword Qi Wall for more than a hundred years. To the young Taoist cultivators in the world, there is only word-of-mouth about A-Liang's deeds.

Jiang Shangzhen in Luzhou, Beiju, has many stories, and A Liang, who has traveled through three worlds, has even more stories.

Since the two landscape paintings spread out in the summer resort palace could not touch the battlefield south of the golden long river, A Liang used his sword twice earlier. The information was used to feel that grace, so that young swordsmen such as Lin Junbi and Cao Gun were more restrained than Fan Dache when they saw the real person of A Liang.

Song Gaoyuan from Fuyao Continent was even more excited, his face flushed, but he didn't dare to speak.

Song Gaoyuan knew from a young age that the female patriarch of his lineage admired A Liang very much. At that time, Song Gaoyuan asked many taboo questions because of his young age, and the female patriarch told the child a lot. Song Gaoyuan was very impressed by the old events of the year. Whenever the female patriarch talked about that A Liang, he was both resentful, annoyed and ashamed, which made Song Gaoyuan puzzled. It was only later that he realized that kind of demeanor. It was a woman who really liked a person. Only then will there be.

Guo Zhujiu squatted next to the threshold, holding his chin in his hands, staring at A Liang hard.

She was too young and had never seen A Liang.

I'll look at it a few more times to make up for it.

Guo Zhujiu occasionally turned his head to glance at the old girl, and then glanced at Deng Liang, who liked the old girl.

A Liang was stared at by this little girl who didn't forget to carry a bamboo box.

Now the little girl of Jianqi Great Wall is unambiguous.

Occasionally, when their eyes met, the little girl immediately grinned. For the first time, A Liang felt embarrassed, so he had to laugh along with the little girl.

It made A Liang think of that little bastard Li Huai for no reason, a master of the simple folk customs of the small town.

When Guo Zhujiu saw Chen Pingan, he immediately jumped up and ran to his side. He suddenly became worried and hesitated to speak.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's okay, just take your time to recover."

Guo Zhujiu nodded vigorously, then poked the threshold with his finger, and lowered his voice and said, "Master! He's alive, he's alive, Aliang!"

Chen Pingan rubbed the little girl's head, "Forgot? Senior A Liang and I have known each other for a long time."

A Liang raised his thumb and said with a smile: "I have gained a good apprentice."

Guo Zhujiu reciprocated the favor and gave him a thumbs up. Probably feeling that the etiquette was not enough, he extended another thumb and said, "My master has met a good senior."

A Liang also extended his thumb again, "The little girl has good eyesight."

Guo Zhujiu maintained his posture, "Sister Dong has good eyesight!"

A Liang said: "Guo Jianxian is so lucky."

Just as Guo Zhujiu was about to continue speaking, he received a chestnut from his master and had to put away his hands, "Senior, you win."

Finally, Guo Zhujiu swaggered around the house.

Chen Ping'an and A Liang were sitting on the threshold, one on the left and the other on the right.

Two swordsmen and two scholars began to drink together.