Sword of Coming

Chen Pingan sat on the steps, rolled up his trousers, took off his boots, and placed them among the white jade objects.

The remaining two close objects, the one that Yan Ming temporarily lent to him, has been sent to Danfang to be repaired by an expert. The remaining Taoist token close objects were exchanged for Caojing and Sun Qing, the master of Caique Mansion. At that time, he also earned an extra thirty grain rain coins. If all the businessmen in the world were as efficient as Caique Mansion, let alone running away with a caisson on his back, Chen Ping'an would not complain even if he was carrying a house. Of course, the house can be like Chun Bansai and Meiyuanzi have been refined into bonsai, and the more the merrier.

The close-at-hand object that has some connection with Taoist Sun in Qingming World has been entrusted to Aliang and handed over to the Taoist saint.

The close-at-hand object on Chen Ping'an's body went to Jingjian Pavilion and collected all the statues of the Sword Immortal. The close-at-hand object was begged by the boss Sword Immortal. When it was returned, a secret restriction had been set up. The owner, Chen Ping'an, couldn't even open it. He didn't know what kind of medicine was being sold in the gourd of the boss Jianxian.

Chen Ping'an walked alone to the bottom of the prison along the veritable "spiritual path" at his feet, gently rolling up his sleeves.

The human body is small and the heaven and earth are small, while the heaven and earth are as big as the human body.

This statement cannot indeed be regarded simply as a Taoist general term.

This prison that does not even have a name, together with the six great demons of the fifth realm, holds a total of seventy demon monks. Leaving aside the three lower fifth realms including the boy in the water prison, most of them are earth immortal monks. Fierce people, whether in the wild world or the vast world, must be heroes. Without exception, they have all killed sword cultivators on the battlefield, and most of them have even destroyed more than one of their natal flying swords.

Chen Ping'an walked all the way, probably because there was no old deaf boy to hold the battle, several upper five realm monsters that had been silently hiding appeared one after another from the fog barrier in the cage, and approached the sword light fence, either in real form or in human form, looking at them. I thought of this young man in a blue shirt, barefooted and with sleeves rolled up, who could speak the most elegant language in the wild world.

There is a big demon in human form standing near the cage fence. He looks like a middle-aged man, using a blindfold. He wears a green shirt and a long coat. His appearance is very elegant, like a scholar. He has a bamboo flute on his waist, which is bright and clear, as if it has passed through the ages. Se Panhuan doesn't want to leave. He tapped a sword light gently with his finger, and his skin collided with the sword light. Instantly, the flesh and blood were blurred, and there was a strange fragrance that was not fishy. He asked with a smile: "Young man, the Great Wall of Sword Qi" Can’t you keep it anymore?”

Chen Ping'an stopped, looked at the big demon through the sword light fence, nodded and said: "It's not good news for us."

According to the records of the summer palace, this big demon's pseudonym is Yunqing, and his real body is a colorful luan. Its feathers are an excellent tool for refining Taoist feathers. Therefore, when the big demon reaches the fifth realm, he naturally possesses a feather equivalent to The robe of the rank of half-immortal soldier. It's just that the feathers of the great demon Yunqing were very slow to gestate. He was imprisoned here for seven hundred years. The Danfang only collected seven of them and sold them to three Taoist sects one after another.

The great demon Yunqing asked with a smile: "Is Yue Qing dead? Has Shou Chen ever reached the upper five realms?"

Chen Pingan answered truthfully: "Yue Qing is not dead. Shou Chen is already the youngest swordsman in your wild world."

Yun Qing nodded, thanked him, and submerged into the thick fog again, as if he was sighing.

Passing through the next cage, the big demon that showed his real body crazily hit the sword light fence. The latter was indestructible, and the cloud and mist in the prison swayed.

The giant loach is in the mud and feeds on the dragon's genus in order to transform into a dragon.

Chen Pingan asked: "Do you have any shortcuts and tricks in your journey to transforming dragons? It's like the fox proving the way that day, as long as the celestial master of the celestial master's mansion is stamped on the fox's fur, you can avoid the catastrophe."

Many ghosts and ghosts cross rivers and climb mountains, so they need to travel with people who are protected by Yin De to have a chance to avoid being held accountable by the gods in various jurisdictions. There are countless ghosts and spirits in the world, whose return and way out are blocked by mountains and rivers. Not only that, it is rumored that there are many genus of Jiaolong who will go to the river, and if they fall short, they will resort to various means to find various shelters, seals and seals, and even hide them in two lines of text in a book of sages. It's just that Chen Ping'an saw some things with his own eyes and was in the situation personally. There are more stories that are like rumors and legends, and he never had the chance to verify them.

The big demon suddenly calmed down and slowly transformed into a human form. He was an old man with a withered face, "Baby, give me a pound of blood in exchange!"

Chen Pingan said: "Half a catty."

The big demon thought he was just making fun and relieving his boredom, but he never thought that this young man was so crazy that he actually started bargaining?

The old man clenched the fence of the sword light tightly with both hands, his eyes were bright, and he laughed loudly: "Look at you, you are not very old, but you are also full of vigor and blood. You only need three dollars for your heart and blood. The internal organs are stuck together. The blood of the soul path, eight coins. Ordinary blood, at least one catty! I will give it to you, grandpa, and I will pass on to you a priceless formula of the immortal family. Not to mention the descendants of dragons, as long as the aquatic spirits and monsters can transform dragons into nothing hinder."

Chen Pingan was silent all the time, stood in the same place, waited for a while, and waited until the big monster showed a little surprised look, and then said: "Is the door-opening technique taught by the secret of Yiluohe just such a small fuss? I have seen your master’s methods, but this is not the only ability.”

The big monster in front of me who is only separated by a fence has already quietly displayed its supernatural powers. It can be regarded as an extremely superior water ghost dragging method. The spirits and ghosts look at the heart with their eyes. Photographed and reduced to a puppet. The Yiluo River is undoubtedly the most powerful water area in the wild world, and the aquatic spirits and monsters are powerful.

Some water ghosts and narcissus in the Daze River like to use the insidious "life-changing method", drag people into the water, reverse yin and yang, and often use this way to confuse people's hearts. Therefore, there are many people in the world who are close to the water. Once the yang energy is insufficient, the ancestral shade is insufficient, and the luck is not good, they will throw themselves into the water for no reason.

The old man put away his injured hands, and the scars healed extremely quickly. The blood mist burned by the sword light never leaked out of the cage. Already lying on the ground wanting to die."

Chen Pingan said: "If it wasn't for me not being a sword fairy, I would have already eaten a pot of stewed tofu with loach. Water ginseng is great tonic, and it can also sober up."

The old man's face was gloomy.

The big demon's pseudonym Qingqiu in the wild world is a homonym for Qingqiu, so he was blind to such a good name as Qingqiu.

Chen Pingan asked: "Are you going to do business or not?"

The old man transformed, and the fishy smell in the prison swayed. The big monster showed his real body, his eyes were as big as lanterns, and his huge head was close to the fence of sword light, condescending, staring at the young man who spoke unrestrainedly.

Chen Ping turned around and left.

The big demon said: "It's done, grandpa is thirsty, first give me half a catty of blood to satisfy your hunger! If it tastes good, grandpa will take the remaining half catty with you, and then I will tell you the shortcut method of transforming a dragon and avoiding disaster."

The young man nodded and moved on.

The big demon bumped his head against the fence and said angrily, "Zhu Zi'an dares to play tricks on your ancestor!"

Chen Pingan turned his head and said, "I'll ask the old deaf child to come and get your sanqian blood. You remember to prepare your words well and don't lie to me. I said half a catty of ordinary blood earlier. If you don't agree, I won't." I see, do you do business like this?"

After Chen Ping'an left.

The old deaf boy smiled and stood outside the big demon Qingqiu's cell, with that dazed young man named You Yu with a strange name beside him. It is said that he was a young preacher who saw the words on the stele in the alley in his early years and took them casually. The other boy was named Du Shanyin. And these two teenagers who don't know each other have completely different attitudes towards the young Yinguan. The former keeps a respectful distance from the Yinguan, while the latter desperately wants to become such a big man as Yinguan, even dreaming of it.

Dealing with the young man walking barefoot on foot, Qingqiu, the big demon in the fairyland, is very "casual". After seeing the old deaf child, he immediately retreated into the cloud and mist.

The old deaf boy glanced at the cloud in the prison, nodded and said: "It turns out that this loach has a saying of ginseng in water, it can sober up, and I learned it again."

You Yu said softly: "Master Yin Guan, you are very knowledgeable."

The old deaf child smiled and said, "Hold grudges even more. Don't mess with this kind of scholar in the future."

The big monster on the throne looked up, and the owner of the old Yaoluohe was the owner of the big monster Qingqiu. That old lady once tortured and killed a Nanyou sword fairy surnamed Yue on the battlefield. The condition of the spine.

So the young Yinguan was very polite with the big demon Yunqing before, and when he saw this loach, one of the four evils of the Yiluo River, he began to settle accounts, and charged some interest first, and earned a little bit.

Youyu said anxiously: "Grandpa deaf, I didn't dare to speak when I saw Mr. Yinguan. How could I provoke such a person who seems to be in the sky? I would never dare. What's more, Mr. Yinguan is working hard for the Great Wall of Sword Qi. I Very respectful. Right now, I still regret that I was too timid to say a word to him."

The Great Wall of Sword Qi only refers to the youngest generation. Everyone's eyes of young hidden officials may be different.

For example, Jiang Yun, Yuan Zuohua, who practiced martial arts, poor children who listened to the story of mountains and rivers told by the second shopkeeper at the corner of the street, and Sun Zao, a young swordsman who had never seen a young hermit but heard calloused ears. In addition, You Yu, Du Shanyin, young girls who are young enough to go to the city to kill monsters with their swords.

The old deaf boy said: "Fortune and misfortune are imminent, there is nothing to be afraid of."

You Yu nodded vigorously, "Remember it."

The old deaf child laughed and said: "I don't know what the boss sword fairy thinks, he should change with that ambitious Du Shanyin. If you go to be with that drunkard, you should have a good temperament. Maybe you will be lucky in the future."

The young man's expression was gloomy, his own bones and temperament were too unbearable, he must have disappointed the old deaf senior.

Chen Pingan still stopped and walked, neither in a hurry nor slow, as if traveling in mountains and rivers.

The seven-tailed fox made all kinds of tricks, and when the young hermit passed by, he changed several appearances in a short period of time, using his original appearance with a deception, or a plump woman who is happy, or a young woman with light rouge The young girl, or the pretty little nun, or the cold-looking woman with the crown, finally even the gender was blurred and turned into a handsome young man. Seeing that the young man just kept walking, she simply took off her clothes and exposed herself With a naked body, as beautiful as a jade man, he knelt and sat on the fence of the sword light and sobbed, begging for favor.

Chen Pingan ignored him, his heart was like still water, and he contemplated withered bones.

Hu Mei still didn't give up, and when the hard-hearted young man faced the cage, she threw herself forward with her hands on the ground, her voice soft and weeping. The line of the back is like the undulating mountains.

Chen Ping went straight away.

Walking to the penultimate prison, a monk in the Longmen realm is good at concealing aura. His trump card is the two natal objects that can restrain flying swords. He is a ruthless guy who likes to kill sword cultivators on the battlefield.

In fact, Chen Ping'an couldn't say much about this kind of behavior. On the Sword Qi Great Wall, several sword immortals, Nalan Caihuan, and Qi Shou were all famous for their ruthless attacks. However, according to the records of the Yinguan lineage, this monk in the Dragon Gate Realm, who was born in a major sect in the wild world, is famous for his cruelty in his hometown and among the demon clan. Especially his hobby of buying bamboo baskets is regarded as a cruel thing in the wild world. The "bastard" once bought several female sword cultivators as captives with the great demon Chongguang on the mountain top. You can imagine what the outcome would be.

Chen Pingan said softly: "Senior Nianxin, help open the door."

Confined by the prison, Chen Pingan knew the secret technique but could not open it.

The female sewing figure appeared, and the sword-light fence disappeared instantly.

Chen Pingan walked forward and found that she had no intention of leaving. Chen Pingan stood at the door with his back to the miserable woman and was about to speak.

Nian Xin said: "Did Mr. Yin Guan overestimate himself? Or was it because of his face that he didn't want outsiders to see the cruel methods of a Confucian disciple? It's not necessary."

Chen Pingan nodded and rolled up his sleeves again.

After about a stick of incense.

Nian Xin looked at the back of the figure squatting on the ground.

Of that Dragon Gate Realm monster, only one head was still intact. Under the neck, the rest was a puddle of mud, but it was not fatal. The skin, flesh, muscles, bones, and soul were advanced layer by layer with leisurely techniques.

It seems that the young Yinguan has experienced a lot of hardships in his martial arts training, which means "become a doctor after a long illness, and he is an expert".

So much so that even the Longmen Realm demon clan, whose physique and mind are tough enough, are begging "kill me, kill me".

Chen Ping'an just cut out one of the demon's eyeballs, crushed it gently, wiped his forehead with his fingers a few times, and asked: "Do the human forms transformed by this demon have their own subtleties?" difference?"

Nian Xin nodded and said: "It's not just the demon clan that has differences in human transformation, it's also us who study the world's Taoism. It has the same origin but different streams, and it has divided into thousands of tributaries. The ones that can be hailed as the 'authentic way to reach the sky' are all You can try to ignore the influence of forks in the road as much as possible. The side paths, followed by the left path, followed by the evil path, can all be climbed. The difficulty is different, and there are differences between high and low. The more authentic, the more accurately you can grasp the context of the human body, this heavenly paradise. There are fewer detours, and the reason is simple. The road is wide, the spiritual energy flows abundantly, and the traffic is busy, just like a march, and the momentum is greater. If it is a narrow path, rugged and steep, the movement of spiritual energy is limited after all. But there is no absolute in things, and people with amazing talents and extraordinary talents, If you are not restricted by this reason, you can still reach the top via the trail.”

Chen Ping stretched out a finger, pressed it against the brow of the monster's forehead, stroked it down gently, like a knife cut, and then gently peeled away the skin.

Nian Xin saw that his movements were gentle and very steady. The key was that his state of mind did not have any ripples, no resentment, no sadness or joy. He was simply a perfect candidate for being a natural tailor and executioner.

Among the ten types of monks listed by Haoran Tianxia, ​​executioners and tailors have similarities in many ways and the same results.

Yan Xin reminded: "Killing such a weak Longmen Realm, I am not qualified to let me sew clothes."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I know. It's just warm hands, because I plan to learn sewing skills from Senior Yanxin."

Nian Xin shook his head and said: "I advise you, Master Yin Guan, not to get involved in this way easily. You will only be hated by the world and hinder the avenue. A warrior who becomes a god and a swordsman who reaches the sky is the Yang Guan Avenue that a Yin Guan should take."

Chen Pingan poked his finger into the demon monk's forehead, stood up and said slowly: "There are no restrictions on the technique, just be determined. Evil people have their own evil people, and evil people only have evil people's trials. There is a word difference between the two statements. The former It’s too helpless, the latter is too absolute, I don’t think it’s right.”

The twisting core is silent.

Chen Pingan walked out of the prison and went to the next prison.

According to the archives of the Summer Palace, he just punches as he pleases.

Different methods, the only thing in common is that they will register their own numbers first.

In the vast world, Chen Ping'an is safe.

Lian Xin followed the young man all the time, watching the whole process from beginning to end.

For the killed earth fairy and monster clan, Tian Xin would open the embroidered bag hanging from the waist, take out different needles and short knives, and dispose of the corpse, while the young hermit stood by to observe.

The yin spirit twisting the core comes out of the body, which is very treacherous. The yin spirit is already as small as a mustard seed, subtle and invisible, and the yin spirit still needs to hold an even smaller natal object "embroidery needle".

When Chen Ping faced a Jindan-level military family and monster clan, he let the opponent attack with all his strength and did not fight back at all.

When confronting a golden core swordsman, Yan Xin was surprised to find that the young hermit disappeared out of thin air, as if a small world was cut off.

After removing Feijian's natal magical power, while watching Nian Xin dispose of the body, Chen Ping'an asked: "Senior Nian Xin, how many of the ten types of qi practitioners, including sewing people, have you seen with your own eyes?"

Nian Xin's hands are constantly moving, he is skillful at picking out the tendons, knocking out the tendons and knocking on the bones, and he is smooth and flowing, but it has little to do with pleasing the eyes.

Nian Xin told the young hermit official some secrets that were not recorded in writing even in the summer palace. The lone knights in the South China Sea who carried dragon king baskets to capture tired dragons and steal water transportation were serving a monarch who had sex with the Great Celestial Master Fire Dragon. The great demons that have passed through, even the slightly superior Huolong Zhenren, have been unable to break through the ancient landscape formation called "Lushui Keng" on the bottom of the sea for ten years. It is said that the ruins were once the site of the ancient water god. One of the main palaces.

Upon hearing this, Chen Pingan said, "Realist Huolong is indeed a well-deserved master of the world."

Nian Xin did not raise his head and asked casually: "Have you met Mr. Yin Guan and Master Huo Long?"

She is "sculpting" and imprisoning the heart that was cut open by the young hermit, and a golden pill of the demon clan hanging next to her.

Her subtle yin spirit is threading the needle.

Chen Pingan hummed.

Lian Xin raised his head and stopped his movements, "Huolong Daoist is the one who killed my master."

Chen Pingan didn't answer, "Please, senior, continue. I'm not interested in Haoran Tianxia's past grievances."

Lian Xin's eyes were still on Chen Ping'an, and her eyes became more and more hot.

Chen Ping accepts his fate, of course he can't just allow himself to collect debts with the big demon Qingqiu, but also allows Yan Xin to settle accounts on himself.

Twister continued to talk about those weird things.

Maybe it's because he has been in prison for hundreds of years, and it's rare to meet a living person. This tailor is not stingy with words.

Those who refine tombs and ancient tombs and trigger the "passers-by" of Yin soldiers to cross the border, once they tear off their natal banners and put all their eggs in one basket, they can change the world and change the land of a thousand miles into a place of darkness.

There is also the voluptuous corpse, its charm is better than that of a fox, half human and half ghost, it is difficult for gods to detect, and it is most fond of promiscuous palaces. It's just that the beautiful corpse rarely shows up, but every time before its whereabouts are revealed, it is destined to leave many deeds in the history books.

There are also flower pickers on the mountain, who hunt and kill the essence of plants, trees and flowers, and refine them into elixirs. Twelve flowers refining small pills, if one hundred and eight flower and tree monsters are captured, they will be refined into great pills. The method is extremely vicious, but the effect is amazing. It is the life and death enemy of the blessed land of hundreds of flowers. The originator, once had a hidden love affair with the flower owner of the Hundred Flowers Paradise. Many respectable genealogy immortal masters were eradicated in name, but in fact they were accepted as enshrinements, and their financial resources were abundant, and they made a lot of money every day.

When Chen Pingan heard this, he asked curiously: "Those goddesses in the Hundred Flowers Paradise, are there really ancient flower spirits among them?"

Because it reminds me of the Tianguan Goddess in the Bone Beach Mural City.

Yan Xin nodded and said: "I once caught a flower picker in the Nascent Soul Realm and took it to the Blessed Land of Hundred Flowers in exchange for a key magic weapon. It can be confirmed that the four life-lord flower gods are indeed blessed with a long history. The flower owner, the one who belongs to the latecomer shall prevail."

Speaking of this, Lian Xin glanced at the young man, "It is due to the poems handed down by scholars."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Reciting poems and prose has always been something I am not good at. It seems that I am destined to miss the blessed land of hundreds of flowers."

Lian Xin said something inappropriate, "Are you sure you can return to Haoran World alive?"

Chen Pingan said: "Strive for it."

Lian Xin went on to say that the God of Plague is actually not too purely good or evil. He is a poor person by nature, a thing that God hates and ghosts hate. Either be imprisoned by righteous qi trainers and isolated from the world for a lifetime, or be raised by evil monks since childhood as puppet accomplices, or threaten the court and government as a cash cow when they are young. The plague spread, and the lives were devastated. Within a hundred years, not a single blade of grass would grow, and miasma was rampant.

And the Jiuxian, as the name suggests, is good at occupying magpie's nest, any qi practitioner in the world can be used as a magpie's nest by them, and they can plant mustard thoughts and seeds in other people's hearts without anyone noticing. There is still a kind of ferryman who travels between the yang and the underworld without authorization, which is the most secretive. There are also debt collectors, who specialize in targeting those idiots in the city, countryside and villages. They can transfer karma to hostile people, and they will also secretly collect incense from families and temples. Finally, there is the mirror seller who travels all over the world, specializing in capturing and refining the shadows of ordinary people, arbitrarily arresting people's souls, determining people's fate, and cutting people's fortunes for his own use.

Regarding the mirror seller, Yan Xin also told a rumor that I don't know whether it is true or not. In the history of Haoran Tianxia, ​​there was once a very talented mirror seller who tried to refine the shining moon into a makeup mirror.

Once it is completed, a world, whether it is ordinary people or people who practice Taoism, all have to look up at the "mirror", and the consequences can be imagined.

After listening to these strange inside stories on the mountain, Chen Pingan sighed softly: "People who have attained the Tao have a long life span. As long as they are willing to walk around and shrink the mountains and rivers, there will always be endless strange people and strange things."

During the conversation between the two parties, Chen Pingan also saw that the natal object of the twisting core was the ten embroidery needles held by her yin god. soul.

After finishing the task at hand, Lian Xin came back, got up and said: "I did a rough calculation, there are more than 60 monsters, if you can kill them, I can sew thirty-two places for you, you are pure Wu Fu, so the palm lines, the back of the hand, and the five fingers all need to be moved. The facial acupoints are dominated by a pair of eyes, and the heart is naturally the most important. I will use a needle and thread to go through it and twist my heart. It may take a long time. Back The spine is the main one. After peeling the skin, I want to tear the entire spine out of the height of an inch. It’s okay to say that the three souls and seven souls are the key, and after mending and dressing, it is the beginning of the real hardship. Well, if you use the above-mentioned great monsters of the five realms as wedding clothes, if your realm is not high enough, there will be more accidents. The three souls and seven souls will light up the lamps, not to mention punching, walking, or just a little heartbeat. "

Speaking of this, Lian Xin twitched the corners of her mouth, "However, Mr. Yinguan said 'determination' earlier, so I think he shouldn't be afraid."

Chen Pingan was expressionless.

Lian Xin nodded, she was young and courageous.

Then I saw the young hermit picked up the Yangjian gourd and drank a big mouthful of wine.