Sword of Coming

On the upside-down mountain, the entire plum garden disappeared out of thin air before, and it became a fairy tale that people talked about, and then a large group of sword cultivators came from the Yuanyuan Mansion one day, led by two sword fairies, one was making friends. Sun Juyuan, who is widely known, and Mi Hu, who is said to have already entered the fairyland, come on foot, and when they go, there are endless chariots, horses, and boats. Pretending to be ignorant, foreigners who travel far away dare not take a closer look.

If thousands of mountains and rivers are separated from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which sword fairy would not dare to scold?

But once he is close to Jianxiu, there is nothing he can do but keep silent.

Only a genealogical master who traveled far away did not believe in evil, and secretly used his magical power to observe mountains and rivers. He only saw a horrifying scene in Yuanqi Mansion. The pavilions and attics were demolished to pieces. The monk knew something was wrong, and just as he was about to put away his palm and withdraw his supernatural power, a bright sword light followed in the night, piercing the old monk's palm on the spot, and the sword light flashed again, piercing through the left cheek, Sweeping out, the sword light flickered away, and Feijian had returned to Yuanchao Mansion.

The old monk, who was in pain, understood that he could not see with his eyes, and could not speak with his mouth.

It's just that after suffering such a big dumb loss, I can't help but resent that sword fairy's domineering behavior in my heart. In that hometown, how could the majestic Yuanying be humiliated so far? !

Jianxiu evacuated Liu's Yuanchai mansion in Aiaiazhou, and returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi that night. And the prosperous business mirage of Jianqi Great Wall has become more and more depressed in the past few months. After all, every inch of land and every inch of gold in the upside-down mountains, plus the city of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, is now a forbidden area to the south. The city head is no longer a beautiful place to visit, which makes the business of Daoxuan Mountain more and more deserted. Nowadays, the ferry boats going to and from Daoxuan Mountain and Bazhou are extremely rare, with less passengers and more cargo. The transcontinental ferries sailing have extremely deep drafts. For example, the old dragon city Osmanthus Island, the original ferry has been completely submerged in the water. And the speed of many intercontinental ferries passing through the clouds and rain is also a bit slower.

The battle is tight and the situation is dangerous. It must be that the siege of the wild world is unusual, and Daoxuanshan knows it well. It’s just that in history, the Sword Qi Great Wall has been closed like this for more than once or twice, and it’s not too panic-stricken. There have been many sword Qi Great Walls that have been closed and closed, and sold the land deeds of immortal families and the genealogy of immortal masters at low prices. Afterwards, everyone was heartbroken and remorseful.

Shuijing Palace, one of the four major private residences in Daoxuan Mountain, is inhabited by a female cultivator in the Yupu Realm, named Yunzhu, who is one of the founders of the Yulong Sect, and one of her direct disciples. He fell for that down-and-out Yexiu named Fu Ke, who had the opportunity to change from a fish to a dragon, and broke through the realm so quickly, it was unimaginable, and he was considered a leader in the history of Yulongzong, where there are many talents.

Yun Zhuan thinks further, besides the future of Yulongzong's own sect, he is also worried about the battle of Jianqi Great Wall. After all, Shuijing Palace is not like Chunfanzhai and Meihuayuanzi. The God of Wealth like the Liu family in Aiaizhou, a priceless ape-ravaged mansion, is just dispensable.

It's just that the Great Wall of Sword Qi is heavily guarded now, especially the lineage of hidden officials who are in power now. Sword cultivators act meticulously and ruthlessly. I found the Water Essence Palace one after another, all of them were people who had some kindred spirits with the Yulongzong, and there were two Yuanying, and there was also an old fairy from the Yupu Realm of the Talisman Sect. Sending a message to Tianjun of Daoxuan Mountain, or begging for love with a certain sword fairy who is familiar with the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Tianjun has already retreated, so Yunzhuo went to Gufeng to find the old man who refined the dragon's beard to create Fuchen Immortal Soldiers Jun, I never thought that I would be rejected directly, and then I would ask someone to send a letter to the sword fairy Sun Juyuan who had a good relationship in the past, but that letter was muddled, and Sun Juyuan seemed to have never received the secret letter.

Yun Zhi was in the Shui Jing Palace, feeling restless and unable to practice meditation anymore, so he rushed to the Yulong Sect Patriarch Hall, called a meeting, and proposed a suggestion to relocate the sect, but was ridiculed for a while. Although Yunzhuan had been prepared for a long time, he also understood that this matter was not easy, and it was too far-fetched, but Yunzhuan was inevitably disheartened when he saw the conversation of Zushitang changed and started talking about the many people in Zushitang who were doing business and making a living.

When Jianxiu left Yuanqi Mansion, a Chunfanzhai messenger flying sword quietly came to Shuijing Palace.

After Cloud Signature opened the secret letter, there were only two words on the paper.

move north.

The letter has the inscription of Sun Juyuan, the sword fairy, and Yunzhi is very familiar with it.

There are also two ancient seal characters, hidden officials. I have heard about Yunzhuan for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes.

The seal character of the hidden official is on the top, and the painting of the sword fairy is on the bottom.

Very well behaved.

Shouldn't be fake.

Yun Zhuan didn't dare to be negligent, and quietly left Daoxuan Mountain again, and hurried back to Yulongzong, this time only found the senior sister of the suzerain.

I never thought that the senior sister threw away the letter paper, and sneered: "Why, it's not enough to demolish the Yuanyuan Mansion, and then demolish the Shuijing Palace? The young hermit official has a good plan. Cloud lottery, believe it or not, you only need to go to the Spring Palace Ban Zhai, Shao Yunyan, who has become the secret official's confidant, is going to talk to you about the ownership of the Water Essence Palace?"

Yun Zhuan was dubious, but he didn't forget to control the letter paper, and carefully put it in his sleeve.

Seeing this action, the suzerain became more and more angry, and he emphasized a bit, "Nowadays, the ancestral family business of the Yulong Sect is hard-won, and you and I know the hardships best. In the matter of soil, there is simply no achievement. Now can’t you even defend Chengdu? Forget why you were relegated to Shuijing Palace back then? Even those Yuanying priests dare to point fingers at you, it’s not because you are in the Patriarch Hall You provoked the anger of the public, and you couldn't even eat the little Luhua Island. If you lost even the Water Essence Palace, how would you face the ancestors of the Yulong Sect afterwards? Knowing what everyone said about you behind their backs? Woman Zhiren! A fairy master in the Jade Raw Realm, do you think he is worthy?"

The suzerain doesn't want to belittle this junior sister too much. After all, Shuijing Palace still needs Yunzhuan to sit in person in person. If the brainless Yunzhuan is really angry, he will just make up an excuse to go to sea to visit immortals, or go to Tongyezhou to relax. She This suzerain is not easy to stop. So he slowed down his tone, and said: "Don't forget, the deal we made with the founder of Fuyaozhou Shanshui Grotto was an old account on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. How is this huge mountain and water cave now? Is the Patriarch Hall still there? Yunzhu, are you trying to make me follow in the footsteps of Yulongzong? This hidden official’s wrist, hidden needles in the cotton, should not be underestimated, and he is especially good at oppressing people.”

Yun Che nodded slightly.

The suzerain emphasized his tone again, "Junior Sister Yunzhuan, I just want to say one last thing, Jianqi Great Wall has an old grudge with my Yulong sect, so the new hermit official has some old friendship with you Yunzhuan, why do you think so for me Yulong?" Zong plans to retreat? Is it really that glorious repaying grievances with virtue?! Yun Zhuan, that's all I said, think about it!"

Yunzhuan sadly left Yulongzong and returned to Shuijing Palace. In fact, Yunzhuan listened to the words of the master and senior sister. There are three major catastrophes, except for one natural disaster, the rest are all man-made disasters, and they are all people around us. It's just that she still didn't give up, and went to Chunfanzhai. The sword fairy Shao Yunyan seemed to have expected it, and handed her a secret letter, saying that Lord Yin had checked the files of Yulongzong, and that the wife of the fairy master Yun signed the letter. The benevolence of people is very admirable. The cloud sign frowned, Shao Yunyan smiled, Lord Yin didn't have the extravagant hope that Immortal Master Yun Sign would believe his suggestion, he was just troublesome to read the secret letter and destroy it on the spot, otherwise it would be easy to cause trouble. Not a good thing.

Yun signed and returned to Shuijing Palace, facing the detailed secret letter, without sleep all night. At the end of the letter, there were eight characters, "The clan is divided into north and south, and firewood is in Qingshan."

At Chunfanzhai, after Yunzhuan left, Mi Yu and Nalan Caihuan appeared at the same time, and Mi Yu asked with a smile: "Brother Shao, do you think Yunzhuan will bring people to move north? How many disciples of the Yulong Sect can be rescued?"

Shao Yunyan said: "Zong Zitou Xian's family has always been divided into groups, and the Yulong Sect, who is used to doing business there, has nothing to do with realm cultivation, which is very unpopular, so even if she is willing to move her nest, she can't take much with her. people."

Mi Yu said: "If you can't take the cloud lottery, you don't have to take it away."

Nalan Caihuan looked displeased, "I'm ashamed to say that the cloud lottery is a woman's benevolence. Believe it or not, the cloud lottery will really move north and split the Yulong sect. Afterwards, the immortal masters in the south will escape to survive and integrate into the northern sect. We must resent the Sword Qi Great Wall's willingness to die, especially our bodhisattva-hearted hidden official, as long as Yun Sign is careless and leaks the content of the two letters, he will be hated."

Shao Yunyan nodded, "The reason why Yunzhuan was required to destroy the secret letter was that he had anticipated the ulterior motives of the people. I believe that Yunzhuan will concentrate on cultivating the Dao, and the pros and cons of this point should be conceivable."

Mi Yu smiled and said: "So what if the cloud sign is unexpected, will our Lord Yinguan care about this?"

Shao Yunyan sighed, "I'm afraid that the Yulong sect who believes in the fact that the affairs of the world are nothing more than one thing, more than one person in the Patriarch Hall has the thoughts of a minister supporting the dragon, and still thinks that it is still a matter of business."

Nalan Caihuan sneered and said: "Without the brains of a hermit official, is he worthy of making false statements under the general trend?!"

The woman knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and left slowly, continuing to settle accounts.

Shao Yunyan and Mi Yu looked at each other and smiled.

At the Daoxuanshan Ferry, a cross-continental ferry from Beiju Luzhou, sixty-two new sword cultivators arrived, with few words, they went straight to the gate and rushed to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

In the suspended building like a pavilion, Chen Pingan sat on the ground with his fists resting on his knees, and he took a long breath.

The thing he was sitting on was the bamboo mat picked up from Meihuayuanzi. It could not only help cultivators concentrate and calm down, but also had a magical effect, allowing Chen Pingan to refine those watery green water drops faster, not only In this way, perhaps because of the material of the bamboo mats, besides the water mansion, the wooden house also benefits a lot. The water drops refined by Chen Pingan can carry spiritual energy with the excess water, and with a little traction, they can go to the Qi mansion where the wooden house is located. A continuous stream of water, in the form of a long line, flows all the way to nourish the viscera.

To practice on the mountain, the rank of such fairy items may not be too high, but they are the most indispensable. Little things add up. In three or two years, the effect may not be significant, but once you practice hard, you will live in the mountains for a long time. Whether it is cold or hot, decades or hundreds of years, there will be two kinds of worlds. Therefore, as Lutai said, the genealogy immortal master of the great sect must have a natal object similar to assisting cultivation. .

According to different time of day, different immortal caves, and corresponding to different realms of cultivation, there are also constant replacement of objects, which is very particular.

The alien celestial demon floated around the building without saying a word, as if that young man was more worth exploring than the criminal officer Sword Immortal surrounded by clouds and fog.

The young hermit had just returned from a secret place, otherwise he would never have been so relaxed and comfortable at the moment. He was dragged to the place where he was grabbed by the neck by the twirling core before. There is a forbidden place where neither the old deaf child, the demons nor the sewing man can enter. There is a small door over there, which is symbolically locked. The old deaf child can only take out the key to pass through, and then let the twitter Xin threw the young hermit into it.

It was a golden pond, in which magma was boiling, and in the secret room, the golden light was dazzling.

Every time Chen Pingan was thrown into the golden magma by the sewing man, at most a few hours, after walking out of the small door, he would be able to recover as before and recover from his injuries.

It's just that the things that are close at hand, such as raising the sword gourd, must be left in the pavilion.

Chen Pingan asked: "Ancient gods also have Qifu orifices, which are similar in structure to ours?"

The white-haired boy stopped, "It's basically the same, but your human race is not as close as the gods after all. After all, they are puppets created by themselves. What they want is nothing more than the incense. Your small world is naturally innate It will be too exquisite, but compared to other types, you are already considered to be unique, otherwise, why do mountain spirits, ghosts, and monsters in the wild world work tirelessly to transform into human forms?"

Chen Pingan heard a key phrase, "Close? Is it related to the Wugou that Taoism pursues?"

Huawai Tianmo turned around slowly, answered irrelevant questions, and said with a smile: "A sword repairer can break all kinds of magic with a flying sword. A common hatchet can also cut melons, vegetables, and firewood. But what exactly did the flying sword break? What is the edge of the hatchet? What did you split, do you know the truth of it?"

Chen Ping shook his head.

The student Cui Dongshan may only understand the reason.

Chen Pingan finally opened his eyes and asked, "In exchange, I promised you that you can enter my heart lake three times. What did you see successively?"

The white-haired boy of Erqing Snake, sitting cross-legged, flew into a rage, gritted his teeth, but remained silent.

I did business with this person four times, helped to build buildings, and presented a pair of female sword fairy relics, plus two short swords, and I lost a lot of money.

Chen Pingan was a little curious, picked up the gourd of raising swords on the ground, and took out a dagger, "If you are willing to tell me, I will return the dagger to you."

Inside the gourd of raising swords, there is also the natal flying sword "Tian Lai" of Zheng Rong Zong Jianxiu, who is being warmed up.

The white-haired boy reached out and grabbed the dagger, put it on his waist, and kept the dagger in the gourd that was still kept in the low-rank sword gourd. A middle-aged Taoist wants to discuss Taoism with me, Grandpa, I was almost scared to death by him."

"I didn't go to that small dilapidated house for the second time, but I saw a young but lifeless old man, wearing sandals on his feet, with a hatchet hanging from his waist, walking around. When he met me, he wanted to talk to me about Buddhism. As soon as he said the word 'please sit down', I was taken aback by Grandpa again."

After talking about traveling twice, the white-haired boy fell silent for some reason.

Chen Pingan asked: "What about the last time?"

The white-haired boy asked back: "You like reasoning so much?"

Chen Ping asked puzzled, "How?"

The white-haired boy jumped up and cursed: "There is a guy, according to the speed of the long river of time, he probably told me the truth for several years, and he still won't let me go! Grandpa, I really want to go!" No!"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "So I am so annoying, can I make an alien demon unbearable?"

The white-haired boy glanced intentionally or unintentionally at the four pillars supporting the building.

Afterwards, Chen Pingan continued to practice, and Huawai Tianmo continued to wander, two by two silent.

On this day, Chen Pingan took off his shirt and exposed his back.

Lian Xin withdrew from that spine, began to peel and sew clothes, and then used several kinds of ancient seal characters, including the nine-fold seal script, to engrave each "real name" on the young man's spine and the skin on both sides, each of which was a All the big monsters who died under the sword of the immortal sword were all ancient monsters that were inextricably related to the monster clan imprisoned in the cage. The closer the relationship, the greater the cause and effect, and the better the sewing effect. Of course, the suffering of young people will be greater.

To prevent the young Yinguan from being overwhelmed, his Dao heart collapsed, and his flesh and blood melted, which eventually led to the failure of his achievements, Yan Xin had to teach Chen Pingan a unique secret technique to be able to be slightly distracted.

This is actually a helpless move. After all, Chen Pingan has not yet entered the remote realm. Even after being tempered by the golden magma, Chen Pingan's martial arts physique still cannot bear too many real names of the big monster. Twisting the core to write three times at a time is already limit.

The young man only had one hand left to control. In fact, at the later stage of sewing, when the real name of the second big monster was engraved on the core, Chen Pingan didn't even dare to move a single thought, but even without any support, he still Fingers flying in the air, writing two characters repeatedly, Ning Yao, Ning Yao...

Nian Xin was in prison, and never asked a single word about the Sword Qi Great Wall, so she didn't know who this Ning Yao was.

During the occasional break, Yan Xin glanced at the young man's handwriting, unavoidably curious, which woman could make him like it so much? As for liking it so much?