Sword of Coming

Zhu He completed the formula of gathering soil to form a mountain step by step, twisted out the word "Yue", burned the yellow talisman, stepped on the gangbang and breathed, and finally put his fingers together and whispered to the soil talisman on the ground: "By the law of Mr. Three Mountains and Nine Marquises, I'm here!" "

Zhu He always kept his finger pointing towards the ground, looking increasingly embarrassed, because the word "Yue" on the ground did not move at all. Sweat dripped from Zhu He's forehead. Several important points that ensured the effectiveness of the talisman, such as when burning the talisman, were from one's own body. Where did the Qi Palace inject Huang Fu, how much Qi, and so on, Zhu He asked himself that there were no mistakes. Logically speaking, it should be done.

According to the explanation recorded in the yellowed ancient books, the so-called twisting of soil to create a mountain in "The Kaishan Pian" does not actually appear a mountain peak. This is very different from the veritable spitting across the river talisman in "The Walking Water Pian". After pinching the soil, , this word "Yue" will become a bridge for the mountain gods and the land to leave the cave where they live. As long as they are not too arrogant and unreasonable, then the gods who are invited to come out of the mountain will most likely agree to the request of the person who burns the talisman, because of that piece of yellow paper The talisman itself is like a door-to-door gift. As long as the gods who control the landscape appear, it means that they are willing to open the door to welcome guests.

But Zhu He felt that his improvised ceremony to invite gods this time was probably a mistake.

But when Zhu He followed a loud sound and looked towards the ridge, the trees collapsed one after another. It was obvious that there was a huge thing climbing the mountain quickly, pointing directly at the people on the top of the mountain, and moving up quickly with overwhelming force.

The astonishing movement that resounded through the mountains caused Zhu Lu, Li Baoping and the others to quickly move closer to Zhu He. Zhu He turned his head and said solemnly: "Go back! You stand in the middle of the stone flats and don't act rashly. No matter what happens next, don't Feel free to come close to me."

Li Huai, the youngest, looked pale and tugged on Li Baoping's sleeve next to him, "It's not a man-eating monster, right? Or is it a mountain god? Previously, Chen Ping'an told A Liang not to sit on tree pillars casually, saying that It’s the mountain god’s top position, so I can’t sit on it…”

Li Baoping crossed his arms across his chest and said confidently: "Let's not get into trouble. Even if Uncle Zhu can't stop that thing, Junior Junior Uncle and A Liang will come to help soon."

It's just that the little girl in the red cotton jacket's fair hands, with veins sprouting on the backs of her hands, are obviously not as calm and composed as she appears.

Lin Shouyi was the calmest one, with expectation hidden in his eyes.

Zhu Lu looked at her father's back. She was actually more worried than Li Huai.

Zhu He suddenly lowered his head and saw a short old man, no taller than his waist, with slovenly white hair and white beard. He was holding a green bamboo whip and crutch, and was beating Zhu He's calf hard, like a scoundrel venting his anger. . After Zhu He lowered his head, the old man looked at him for a moment, took back his hand angrily, took a few steps back, and said hoarsely: "Do you know the elegant words of Dongbaopingzhou?"

Zhu He nodded blankly.

The old man asked again: "What about Dali Mandarin?"

Zhu He nodded again, not yet recovering from the shock.

The old man jumped up with a green cane and gave Zhu He a crutch on his shoulder. After landing, Zhu He felt nothing. The old man staggered and almost fell. He quickly held his waist with one hand and angrily cursed in Dali Mandarin: "Fuck!" You are an eighteenth generation ancestor! You have no great abilities, but you are the most powerful in terms of your ability to harm others. I am like a shrunken mouse, pitifully hiding from beasts for hundreds of years. I thought I would just survive like this, but I finally managed to wait until this moment. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to turn around. I just have to wait for the east wind from the Dali court to enshrine the righteous gods of mountains and rivers. I can become a wife and become a mother-in-law. I can finally be promoted from the land to the mountain god. I will never have to suffer this cowardice again, even if I still can't fight. They, at least, can barely feed themselves..."

While cursing, the old man raised his arms to wipe away his tears. He was filled with grief and anger, and finally hit the ground hard with his bamboo stick. "If you have the ability, go and fight those beasts yourself. Do what your eighteenth generation bastard did! Use a broken talisman." , you have to find me out, you can't hide even if you want, but in the end, I will be buried in the belly of a snake with you guys who have been stabbed a thousand times, and died for love? I am a 28-year-old girl, or a MILF, don't you think Is this what I want?! Ah?! Tell me loudly! Fuck your ancestors..."

The old man Luzhu seemed to have been strangled by the neck and could not utter a word.

Zhu He turned around and looked with horror.

A dark head as big as a water tank slowly lifted up from the ridge, and finally appeared completely in the sight of everyone on the stone flat on the top of the mountain.

A pair of silver eyes and a scarlet tongue as long as a big tree, shaking rapidly and making a squeaking sound.

This shockingly large black snake moved half of its body slowly onto the stone flat. It had symmetrical large scales on its head and back, and its entire body was as black as ink, shining brightly in the sunset.

Although it is an animal, its eyes are very human-like. It looks at the old man in white with tangled beard and hair in a narrow and playful way, as if it is saying that the cat has been catching mice for so many years, and it has finally caught you.

The old man seemed to have accepted his fate. He sat down on the ground, threw away the bamboo stick that depended on him for life, beat his chest and kicked his legs, and cried loudly, "What a sin, you are a dignified landowner. In the end, you were bullied by beasts into such a field. How can you live like this?" The solution has passed..."

The black snake slowly straightened up and raised its head, revealing a pair of small claws on its abdomen, like the four toes embroidered on the python robes of the secular dynasty kings, rather than the five toes on the emperor's dragon robe.

But the difference of this toe is really negligible to the people on the mountain top and the short old man who claims to be from the land.

The old man's eyes suddenly rolled around, he stood up suddenly, raised his head and looked at the black snake, and said in surprise: "The skin of this brave warrior must be very rough, you are doing it for those little babies behind you with smooth skin and tender flesh. They came because each of them is more energetic than the other, right?"

The old man became more and more excited as he talked, spitting everywhere, and laughed: "Eat, eat, eat, eat as much as you want, when you are full, you will finally be able to achieve the true form of Mo Jiao, and you will no longer have to worry about my stinky skin. When the time comes, little old man Be my mountain god of Qidun Mountain, and you strive to be your dragon that walks the river. Before walking the river, you are still the king of the mountain here, and you can still shit and pee on the top of the little old man's head, so there is no point in eating me now. Well, although eating it can increase your cultivation a little bit, little old man, I am one of the gods of the land after all. It will also be a big obstacle for you to become a dragon in the rivers and seas in the future, because those righteous gods of rivers and lakes will definitely We share the same hatred and will constantly give you stumbling blocks along the way..."

The black snake's big mouth opened a gap slightly, and it smiled sarcastically, and nodded its head behind the old man.

The old man was dumbfounded again and sat slumped on the ground. This time, there were no tears, but he just howled: "A male and a female, both want to attain enlightenment. You have taken those little Confucian babies who are like panaceas and laid the foundation for walking the river and transforming into a dragon." Basically, your mother-in-law ate me in order to successfully usurp the throne and become the next mountain god, so that she can make good plans. I admit defeat, and the little old man admits defeat..."

The ragged old man in white had a dull look in his eyes and murmured: "The road is unpredictable, but that's it."

In the extremely long time ago, there were two enlightened immortals who joined hands in the clouds and mist. They suddenly got interested, landed on this mountain, and played chess on the top of the mountain. One of them cut off the top of the mountain with a flick of his sleeves, and used his fingers as a sword to draw nineteen vertical and horizontal lines. The earth spirit is a black piece, and the cloud root is a white piece. The two sides have been talking for more than a month. Every time they place a piece, the pieces take root and turn into creatures in the world. The black piece becomes a black snake and the white piece becomes a white python. They sit motionless on the chessboard on the top of the mountain. If a white piece is eaten, it will be eaten by a nearby black snake. Swallowed into the stomach and vice versa.

The situation in that game of chess was evenly matched. The two immortals with great magic skills left happily without waiting for the outcome to be known. When they left the mountain, there were more than a hundred black and white snakes and pythons left on the top of the mountain. In the long years that followed, the black snakes The white pythons fought each other and devoured each other crazily. In the end, only a black snake that was expected to shed its skin into an ink dragon and a spiritual white python with wings growing from its waist survived. For some reason, these two black and white snakes and pythons no longer fought against each other. Instead, they became a pair of companions.

They are extremely cunning and treacherous. At first, they would not easily provoke monks who could pose a threat. They would only choose lone travelers and merchants to attack, and they would not do so frequently. They would often come out of their caves to kill people in heavy rain and snow. For hundreds of years, Relying on his natural longevity, he accumulated physical strength bit by bit, patiently waiting for the opportunity to prove his way, and accurately killed targets time and time again. He also began to deliberately select those elite warriors and Qi practitioners to target, so that their strength would increase and become more and more powerful. Faster and faster, so much so that even a mountain of land has become their coveted meal. In the early days, the two sides were actually at peace with each other. The land had no choice but to let them cause harm to one side, and they could not catch the old man of the land who was as slippery as a loach.

Li Huai couldn't bear it any longer and cursed: "A guy like you is worthy of being a land and mountain god?! God is not blind!"

The old man turned his back to the group of children and hit the stone flat with his bamboo stick. He didn't bother to talk to them, but muttered angrily: "Maybe he is really blind."

Zhu Lu was actually the most annoyed and angry person, but when she saw the black snake, the girl couldn't help but tremble all over. At the peak of the second realm, she found that she didn't have the courage to confront that kind of monster, even if she took one step. It was just one step, and she didn't have the courage to take it.

After all, Zhu He was a fifth-level martial artist, full of courage, and he was not allowed to retreat even half a step. Behind him was his own lady, and even his own daughter. This man no longer dared to turn around without authorization, and shouted with all his strength: "Zhu Lu! Be careful behind you. There is another beast hiding in the darkness on the edge of the cliff!"

The girl could only move her lips slightly, as if she wanted to tell her father not to worry, but her voice was tinny and fragile.

The martial artist Zhu He couldn't care less about this. The black snake shaking its head leisurely in front of him already gave him a sense of intimidation that was almost suffocating.

In the air outside the stone cliff, a harsh buzzing sound sounded.

Zhu Lu, Li Baoping and the others turned their heads in shock.

A snow-white python with a slightly slender body was hovering in the sky not far from the cliff. It did not have four claws, but a pair of almost transparent wings were vibrating rapidly. Its gloomy eyes were fixed on the girl Zhu Lu. , spitting out letters again and again, and thick white snake saliva kept falling down, it was like a gourmet coveting a delicious dish.

It looked at the figure of the delicate girl, and finally its eyes were fixed on the girl's face.

Zhu Lu, who was stared at by this beast, felt that her legs were weak and her whole body was weak. Although she did not fall, she became difficult to breathe. The girl knew it well. Even if she moved her fingers, she would be able to fight back the enemy without punching. It's a luxury.

She didn't even know that her usually proud face was already full of tears.

The girl who has been full of longing for the world since her first day of martial arts training is filled with pain and regret at this moment.

She didn't deserve to die here. How could she die here.

The girl's tear-filled autumn eyes were full of prayer.

The white python was completely indifferent to the girl's pitiful eyes. It just stared hard at the pitiful girl's face, salivating more and more, as if the cheek would become her face in the next moment.

The old land man seemed to be drooping his head in despair, but in fact, his eyes never stopped. From the corner of his eye, he kept glancing at the Yue character made of twisted earth, covering the ashes from the yellow talisman. If it was useful, he could not wait to lie down. On the ground, he puffed up his cheeks and blew away the ashes from the Yue character. Unfortunately, he knew that it would be in vain.

Lin Shou was a little anxious at first, looking around.

On the contrary, Li Huai tugged at the corner of his mouth, wanting to cry but not crying. He squatted down, leaning his back against the small green bamboo box at Li Baoping's feet, holding his knees with both hands, feeling a cool breeze coming from behind. This child missed his mother a little. The scolding all day long, and the thundering and snoring of my father every night.

Only Li Baoping's eyes became more and more determined. Although the little girl was covered in sweat, she still raised her chin high without fear.

The black snake suddenly hit its head against Zhu He.

Zhu He, who had been holding his breath and carefully accumulating strength, retreated with one foot, stepped forward with one foot, and punched the black snake's huge head from the front.

Zhu He's fist was so fierce that after one punch, the head was hit with a loud bang.

Under the violent impact, the black snake's head swung back, and its huge body that straightened its upper body also leaned back a little.

Zhu He, whose arms were numb, gritted his teeth, and quickly pulled up his feet, which had sunk half a foot, from the stone flat. He moved forward without retreating, striding forward, each step leaving heavy dented footprints on the stone slabs at the top of the mountain.

After a head-on confrontation just now, Zhu He didn't think he was incapable of fighting!

The black snake came at him with a brutal headbutt again. The energy in Zhu He's body flowed like a river bursting its banks. His blood energy suddenly became strong. The muscles in his arms swelled, almost bursting his sleeves. He roared angrily and punched the evil beast fiercely. The head is in the middle.

A powerful and heavy blow erupted with a majestic momentum like a hammer hitting a giant bell.

The snake head, which was the size of a water tank, was punched and fell to the stone flat, raising countless dust.

Zhu He, who had the upper hand, was about to take advantage of the victory and pursue it when the old land man not far behind him sighed softly.

Something swept across the waist, and the speed was much faster than the two previous collisions of the black snake. It hit Zhu He's side in an instant, and his whole body was swept away for more than ten feet. Although he was not killed by one blow, he could Zhu He's skin was torn apart and his face was covered with blood. He was obviously seriously injured. He rolled a few times on the ground. He stopped his retreat, took a strong breath, and swallowed the mouthful of blood that rushed to his throat. He didn't care about his injuries. It's deep in my heart that I must continue to charge forward and continue to fight that evil beast.

It turns out that Black Snake deliberately showed weakness twice before, just to pave the way for this lightning-fast finish.

Zhu He's eyes widened, and his liver and gallbladder were about to burst.

From the corner of his eye, the white python arched its body, suddenly exerted force, and attacked his daughter Zhu Lu. Its bloody mouth was shocking.

At this moment, a thin figure flew all the way along the black snake's back, and finally stepped on the head. He jumped up. The young man held a hatchet and pounced on the white snake.

At the critical moment, the straw-shoe boy just cut off the white python's left wing with a knife!

But the boy was also hit hard by the leaning white python and flew backwards.

Somewhere on the ridge under the stone flat, a man in a bamboo hat was sitting on a branch of an old pine that stretched out from the cliff, sipping wine with an expressionless face.

He held up his bamboo hat and smiled.