Sword of Coming

A short woman wearing imperial robes appeared out of thin air on the bank of the Buried River, walking slowly.

With the rapid rise in realm cultivation, the Goddess of Buried River became more and more skilled in controlling the water transportation on both sides of the bank. It was like a military general opening up territory and expanding the territory. Wherever the horse's hooves go, it is the territory.

The Buried River is a large river that almost crosses most of the Daquan Dynasty in the east-west direction. Before, she could barely maintain the power of the Buried River with the help of a refined weapon. Facing a troublesome river demon that has not yet reached the Golden Core realm, she has already struggled. If she takes the risk Biyou Palace was rashly promoted to Biyou Palace, but the Daquan court was unwilling to spend part of the national fortune and asked the monks of Qin Tianjian to bring it and put it in the Water Temple.

This is one of the reasons why the Water Goddess is unwilling to agree. Once the plaque on the palace is replaced by Biyou Palace, everyone will be jealous and coveted from all directions. Maybe the two plaques on the palace will be used as firewood one day.

She is naturally bold and has a hot temper. This is true. She could be buried in a river for hundreds of years, and she can firmly grasp every opportunity in her hands. Naturally, she is definitely not an idiot.

She squatted down and picked up a handful of water from the buried river. Under the moonlight, the river water rippled slightly in her palms. Compared with before, she was much more energetic.

Before rushing to the post house, many incense essences that the water temple could not bear first flowed backwards and poured into the temple. The original silver-white incense essence turned into pale gold, and floated towards the main hall in strands. Statue of clay sculpture and golden body. The golden body is not the gilding craftsmanship of some statue craftsmen, but the foundation of the divine way of a landscape god. It is a manifestation of the great avenue. The rich light golden incense slowly infects the golden statue on the altar. , in Shinto, it is known as "painting gold". There are only two situations where such a vision will occur. One is that the Qintianjian monks with the emperor's will act according to the order and dip an imperial brush into it. Jin depicts the golden body of a certain god, most of which are just "several enlightenments". There is also a kind of Confucian saint who "points the country" to the golden body, and these Confucian saints must be at least the masters of the Seventy-Two Academy. .

In addition to the great blessing that the Buried River Water Temple inexplicably received, Biyou Mansion was even more blessed by water transport, and auspicious clouds gathered like a canopy.

It can almost be regarded as a paradise for cultivation.

This move is considered a closure!

It is truly recognized by the orthodoxy of Haoran Heaven and Earth!

No matter how arrogant the River Goddess is, she still knows that this great favor that caught her off guard is no less than the first time Master Chen taught her a lesson and solved her doubts.

In the post house, she joked that she was offering her body to him, but the reason for this was that she really didn't know how to repay him.

The jade slip itself is actually what she calls the treasure of Biyou Mansion.

In ancient times, the Mihe River was once the main trunk of one of the three major rivers entering the sea in Tongyezhou. Since then, changes in the sea have led to river changes, siltation, blockage and other changes. The rules of that major river have become smaller and smaller, and finally only the One section is the buried river. The predecessor of Biyou Mansion was the ruins of the "Hedu Dragon Palace", and the jade slip was the treasure she found from the ruined Dragon Palace. It has not changed its color for thousands of years. It is the essence of the river water, and it is a piece of heaven and earth. The concrete representation of water transport was then refined into a jade slip by the old Dragon King. Presumably in the distant years when the Dragon Palace was still there, this jade slip was also a treasure that the Dragon King couldn't put down.

She asked Chen Pingan to write down the Taoist secrets of the Xian family and destroy the jade slips immediately. In fact, she was just teasing.

Only Chen Ping'an could destroy the jade slips unless he was an immortal in the fifth realm.

However, after refining it into a natal object, now that she has the secret to "reach immortality in one step", she believes that as long as Chen Ping'an works hard, he has a lot of hope.

She stepped into the buried river in one step and walked on the water, like a goddess in a fantasy novel.

The only fly in the ointment is that the river demon must have colluded with a nearby mountain god, landed ashore, and hid in the mountains somewhere, without a trace.

The Water Goddess fell backwards and just lay on the surface of the river, drifting downstream with the current.

The water ghosts drowned in the river followed the Water Goddess at the bottom of the river, drifting towards the Water God Temple.

She suddenly covered her face, looking shameless and naive, "Those shameful words are not something that a young girl can say."

Fortunately, she soon regained her fighting spirit. She sat up and said happily: "Hurry up and ask the craftsmen to go to Mirage City to reshape the statue! People rely on clothes and gods rely on gold makeup! The curve on the chest of the statue should be exaggerated. Well, the legs can be longer too!”

Some water ghosts wandering at the bottom of the river who have opened their minds have really gained their knowledge. There is such an... interesting water goddess in the world.

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The Yao family's team encountered many ridiculous things on their way north.

A well-known martial artist came here with an exquisite eight-treasure gun made of fine iron, saying that he wanted to learn about the powerful Yao family gun at the border.

This man called his friends, and dozens of horses came whistling and stopped on the official road. He sat high on the horse and flashed a fancy gun. It cannot be said that it is the Three-legged Cat Kung Fu. As a second- and third-rate martial artist, he still has some kung fu that has been honed for more than ten years. However, the fighting skills of people in this kind of martial arts are certainly not on the same level as those of the Yao family's iron spear. The latter can instantly Can be divided into life and death.

Yao Zhen was sitting in the carriage and reading military books. He just thought it was funny and had no experience with these heroes who were crazy about fame. When Yao Jin gave an order, the Yao family's cavalrymen silently took off their light crossbows, scaring the group of people. He immediately ran out of the official road, waited until the Yao family's team had gone away, and kept chattering, complaining that the Yao family's cavalry was like an embroidered pillow, with a false reputation, and he didn't even have the confidence to compare the results with his marksmanship.

As a result, this group of people were arrested and brought to justice by the prefecture and city officials that day, and the fellow prisoners had a solid meal in prison.

Later, there was a wild cultivator from the Lower Five Realms, who was not very old, in his early twenties, and tried to become the Yao family's military follower, but he did not dare to make any mistakes. He explained his general life background and touted his magical skills appropriately. Fa, squatting outside the inn where he stayed, gnawing on dry biscuits and drinking bad wine, waiting for his defeat. Yao Zhen asked someone to give him a hundred taels of silver. Ye Xiu blushed and accepted the money before leaving.

As the city of Mirage got closer and closer, the news that Yao Zhen was about to take up the post of Minister of the Ministry of War spread like wildfire, spreading throughout the government and the public.

There was another frustrated military monk who was in his prime, tall and tall, blocking the way. He threatened that if anyone from the Yao family defeated him, he would leave immediately. Then Shao Yuanran showed his hand and he got out.

What really aroused the curiosity of the Yao family team was the two strange events in succession, namely the mountain god wading into the river and the water god going up the mountain.

It's just that these two mountain and water gods are far inferior to the rank of the river god, and they are the lowest-ranking local gods. The mountain god governs a land with a radius of a hundred miles, and the water god is the Hebo who is responsible for a river of two hundred miles. The mountains and rivers on both sides They are adjacent to each other, and the relationship is not harmonious. There are frictions from time to time. However, in the past, it was just small fights and exchanges of insults at the boundary of the mountains and rivers. However, recently, because of a big pilgrim, the incense-burning court was changed, and the temple was moved from the mountain temple to the Water God Temple. , which is related to whose pocket a small amount of one hundred thousand taels of silver goes into every year, the little mountain god asked a tugong under his command to secretly persuade the pilgrims to change their minds. Unexpectedly, Hebo bumped into him, and the tugong was disgraced. In a fit of anger, he directly crossed the border and waded into the river. With two big axes, he hit the river for more than ten miles and set off huge waves. The people were horrified. How could the water god afford such shame? He carried the river water back up the mountain and hit the mountain temple.

The Yao family team happened to be on their way near the river bank at that time. The two worshipers and the Yao family monks accompanying the army protected Yao Zhen and the three Yao people to watch the excitement.

Among the group of people following Chen Ping'an, only Pei Qian and Zhu Lian followed.

Then I saw the scene of He Bo's temple on Jiuji Mountain.

The two sides fought hard, and the mountain god took advantage of the position and pushed He Bo back into the water. He Bo once again controlled the turbid water, becoming more and more courageous the more he fought.

You come and go, each showing his magical powers, and a beautiful mountain peak was completely flooded by the flood, and countless towering trees were broken and collapsed.

Outside the battlefield, the land lords and mandrills on the mountain, the shrimp soldiers, crab generals and water ghost servants by the river were waving flags and shouting, all hoarse, looking even more tired than fighting in battle, and they were competing with each other. A red drum was set up by the river. They beat drums to cheer for their Lord He Bo, and the drums beat like thunder. They quickly brought out a flag several feet high from the mountain and waved it vigorously, making a hunting sound.

Shao Yuanran stood next to Yao Jinzhi and explained to her the inside story of the landscape gods. His words were humorous. The girl Yao Lingzhi listened with interest, but she didn't know what her sister Yao Jinzhi was thinking under the curtain.

Pei Qian was busy picking up the lively river fish on the shore, which was much easier than fishing by herself.

This farce was interrupted by a livid-faced Zhoucheng City God, who came in the wind, hovered in the air, and cursed the two gods bloody.

This City God is wearing an official uniform specially made by the Daquan Rites Department. The front and back official patches are the same as those of officials in the underworld. The specific rank is determined by the pattern. However, the official uniforms of the City God are all black, which means walking in the underworld as a human monarch. , restrain the many ghosts and ghosts that haunt the night. Compared with the prostitution temples that are scattered all over the world and have been repeatedly banned, the City God needs to be granted the title by the imperial court, and there is almost no case of "incorrect name". Any surname in charge of the country will naturally be more important to the City God who must take root in the city. The easiest to control, and the City God is naturally loyal to the court.

Chen Pingan looked at the commotion in Fangshanshui and felt at peace.

Compared with my experience in Longquan Town and what I saw and heard during my two trips, these scenes before me are ultimately trivial and far from ridiculous. It’s just that it’s hard to climb Piyun Mountain in my hometown again and for the first time. It feels like seeing the majestic river.

Zhu Lian was standing next to Chen Pingan. Among the four followers, the Yao family was deeply impressed by this man because compared to the other three, this rickety old man really looked like a follower. In addition, they had all heard about the performance of the four people in the fight at the inn, and vaguely knew that the stunning woman carrying the sword was a swordsman, that the imposing Mr. Lu was a master of swordsmanship, and that the silent Wei Xian was guarding the barrier. A group of royal qigong practitioners attacked, but this little old man with a kind look was the most brutal. When the battle came to an end, the ground around where the old man was standing was full of broken limbs.

Zhu Lian did not go to see Chen Ping'an.

Many times, the human heart does not need to be seen with the eyes.

Zhu Lian became more and more curious about what kind of hidden dragons and crouching tigers there were in Longquan County and the Lizhu Cave, the predecessor of Longquan County, so that such a young Chen Ping'an seemed to have seen the great winds and waves of the world long ago, and it was difficult to feel the ups and downs of his mood. .

At a young age, there is no wave in the ancient well.

It is inevitable that there is suspicion of twilight and city government.

But Zhu Lian didn't think so. Chen Ping'an, who was always kind to others, gave him a vague feeling, like deep in the ancient well of his mind, there was an evil dragon swimming vaguely at the bottom of the water.

It's just that this unknown dragon is probably bound to the bottom of the well by etiquette and rules, the distinction between good and evil, and cannot even surface or poke its head out.

Zhu Lian did not dare to speculate on anything else. He was only certain of one thing. Deep in Chen Pingan's heart, there must be one or two great obsessions that he could not let go.

This time, they traveled hundreds of miles in the clouds and fog to break up the fight, making the City God work hard and in a bad mood. He wanted to crush the Hebo Temple and the Shanshen Temple one by one.

The deity of mountains and rivers is extremely sensitive to the matter of trespassing the boundaries without authorization. Once someone goes to the yamen of the Ministry of Rites in the capital, the city god like him, sitting at home alone and having trouble come from the sky, will end up no better than those two idiots who don't know the seriousness of the matter.

The City God sent two trembling bastards on their way back home. They saw the Yao family and the group of people by the river. They used the art of looking at the air. Just one look at it made them feel a little dazzling. They were shocked in their hearts and immediately wanted to fall down. I went to check the depth, but those people were so domineering and lawless that two monks drew their swords at each other and told them not to get close, otherwise it would be regarded as an assassination. The City God was so angry that he almost called back the two subordinate gods under his jurisdiction. Fortunately, after eating incense for hundreds of years, he still had some energy-raising skills. In the end, he just remembered those unfamiliar faces and returned to the city with a gloomy face.

On the way back to the main team, Yao Zhen came to Yao Jinzhi and asked softly: "Why are you so unkind?"

Yao Jinzhi said helplessly: "It's inevitable to have official dinners and banquets along the way, but if it involves the city god and the gods, it's hard to explain. Grandpa doesn't want to be talked about by Liu Keyan before he enters Mirage City. Impeachment with a secret deal? Even if His Majesty the Emperor takes it as a joke, the capital is destined to stir up a wave of evil winds and rains from the officialdom to the market. So who in the world doesn't like to watch the fun? Aren't we here just to see the fun? Do you care about the rights and wrongs of those two mountain gods, He Bo?"

Yao Zhen knows everything about it, and he takes it for granted.

The old general was filled with regret. It would have been a relief if Yao Jinzhi had been a man and stayed at the border.

Pei Qian picked up a lot of river fish, but Chen Pingan was unwilling to accept them. She had to hold the fish by their tails and throw them into the river one by one, which made her sweat profusely.

When we arrived at Qihe City, which was both a state city and a county city, we were only a short distance away from Daquan Capital.

This county town has a long history. The name of the county comes from the legend that a master of Taoism rode a crane and soared to the sky, which made him famous. There is a hill in the county. The scenery is unremarkable. Just because it is the place where the immortal rides a crane and ascends to the sky, countless literati and poets come here to visit every year. The hill is surrounded by houses purchased and built by the powerful people of the capital. Every inch of land is expensive.

The previous city god should be in this city, but Yao Zhen is not afraid of a state city god.

The Minister of Rites, who controls the promotion and demotion of the city god of a country, has the same rank and salary as him. What's more, Daquan is a martial artist, and the Minister of War is not a false position, otherwise he would not be the first person in charge of the retirement of all military officers.

It is the rule of the imperial court to stay in the post house as usual. The post house in the city occupies a very large area, which is not inferior to the prince's residence. In order to welcome Yao Zhen, the confidants of the two official residences, the governor and the county governor, went to the post house several times, almost The entire inn was emptied.

Now that the matter has come to this, Yao Zhen can only appreciate it and pretend not to know anything. If the water is clear, there will be no fish, especially in officialdom.

Generally speaking, temples can accommodate loyal and treacherous ministers, capable and ignorant officials, and numerous idlers, but they cannot accommodate a person who resembles a moral saint.

It was like a magic mirror hanging high in the court hall, showing all the flaws of the pillars of the country.

The old general was filled with emotion. These principles of life were what his granddaughter Yao Jinzhi said when he was fourteen or fifteen years old.

Sometimes, Yao Zhen would laugh at himself. Could it be that all the life experiences he has accumulated at this age are just fodder for his war horse?

Fortunately, there is Chen Pingan in the team.

Yao Zhen liked to chat with this young man during his trip north this time.

Chen Pingan had previously discussed with Yao Xianzhi as agreed and gave him some advice. Yao Xianzhi regarded Chen Pingan's words as his guide. When he went back to talk to his grandfather, he was very sad and said that he had practiced martial arts on dogs all his life. Yao Zhen asked him, how many decades does your so-called "lifetime" mean? Yao Xianzhi was speechless, amusing Yao Jinzhi who was making tea at the side. Although Yao Jinzhi has never defeated Lu Baixiang in chess, she can be called a national player in this tea fight.

In the windy and rough border land, the Yao family, whose men and women have been brave for generations, how could they raise such a beautiful woman?

Yao Xianzhi said out of nowhere, "Sister Jin, I don't like that Shao Yuanran, I like Chen Pingan."

Yao Jinzhi smiled and said, "What does it have to do with me whether you like it or not?"

Yao Xianzhi wanted to speak, but Yao Jinzhi glared at him, and he was so frightened that he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Yao Zhen smiled very uncharacteristically of a family leader.

Yao Jinzhi said lightly, "Grandpa, if nothing happens, a secret envoy from the imperial court will come to Qihe City soon, and it won't be too late for Grandpa to laugh again."

Yao Zhen couldn't laugh anymore.

Those guys who have been immersed in the dyeing vats of officialdom for decades, and who have become old vixens in public practice, are really giving the old man a headache by playing with their colorful intestines.

Chen Ping'an practiced six-step walking in his room, holding the sword in an empty position, closing his eyes and visualizing each swordsman's unique style of drawing the sword.

There is a bamboo tube placed on the table. The bamboo is ordinary green bamboo, chopped from the bamboo forest on a green mountain along the way.

Chen Pingan wanted to carve a pen holder as a parting gift to General Yao.

Pei Qian ran over and said she wanted to go out for a walk, so Chen Pingan asked her to ask Lu Baixiang if he would take her out. If not, then just stay in the house and study. Chen Pingan gave her a second Confucian classic before, and Pei Qian recited it very well. One time, she came to Chen Pingan's room with a face full of joy and said that she could really recite it from top to bottom. Chen Pingan picked up the book and asked her to try it. , she actually recited more than a thousand words word for word, and then Chen Ping'an grabbed her ears and asked her to go back to her room and think about her mistakes behind closed doors. He only said that she should study hard, but did you think it turned a deaf ear?

That time Pei Qian returned to his room angrily, stood on a chair, looked down at the torn book on the table, pinched his chin, and frowned, carefully? What do you mean? Aren't you careful enough? In order to be able to memorize a book backwards and forwards, it took her a stick of incense. She knelt down, looked at the name of the sage who wrote this bullshit book, and remembered it. When she mastered swordsmanship and boxing, she would beat this old bastard until he cried for his father.

She stood up again and pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure out the answer. She jumped off the chair, carried the hiking pole that she had relied on for a long time, and practiced the crazy magic stick technique.

After playing, she lost her hiking pole. She suddenly felt that she was getting closer to the best player in the world. Then her mood improved, and she threw herself on the bed and fell asleep.

Today, with Chen Ping'an's promise, I went to find Lu Baixiang, whom she nicknamed "Xiao Bai" in private. However, Lu Baixiang was actually playing chess with Sui Youyou, saying that he would wait for half a minute. At this moment, Pei Qian turned his head and looked at Wei Xian, who was sitting aside, unable to understand chess and just waiting for the winner. She was about to speak, but Wei Xian stared at the chess game and suddenly said "move", As soon as he stood up, Pei Qian suddenly understood, and they left the post house to go shopping together.

Pei Qian smiled and asked, "Old Wei, do you have any money with you?"

Among the four, Pei Qian was the least afraid of Wei Xian. He kept calling him Old Wei, and Wei Xian never looked at him with a bad face. In fact, he didn't care at all.

Wei Xian remained silent.

Pei Qian complained: "On that shitty street, we saw beautiful gadgets and delicious food, but we can't even afford them."

Wei Xian suddenly said: "I have some money."

Pei Qian frowned and said, "Where did it come from? Stole or robbed? You give me half, and I won't tell Chen Ping'an."

Wei Xian said: "I taught the little cripple in the inn a set of boxing techniques and got a few taels of silver. Recently, I taught Yao Xian's boxing skills and got another dozen taels."

Pei Qian said with envy on his face: "Old Wei, you can do it. You can make a lot of money wherever you go. I trust you on this."

Pei Qian clasped his hands behind his back, walked with his chest held high, and quickly said: "But it's not kind of you, Old Wei, to defraud the little lame man of his money. It would be better to deceive Jiuniang than to defraud him. The real thing is in her pocket." It's a pity that you are rich, but you are not pleasing to look at, Old Wei, and you are far less young and handsome than my father. Old Wei, if you look like this, will you blame your parents when you grow up?"

A dignified founding emperor said this to a little girl. Fortunately, Wei Xian was still indifferent.

The short man said sternly: "When the palace painters painted my portraits, they all praised my handsome appearance. I think they were telling the truth."

Pei Qian was shocked and said: "Old Wei, are you a fool, or are their eyes growing on their butts?"

Wei Xian continued to practice closed-mouth meditation.

There is no night ban in Qihe City, and there are countless rich people in the city who are willing to spend huge sums of money.

After leaving the post house and turning down a street, a large group of people and a small group were walking among the bustling crowd. Pei Qian didn't have a penny in his pocket, but he looked like a rich man.

It's not surprising that she was able to deceive a large number of her peers into thinking that she was really a princess living among the people in Hu'er Town, a place she was unfamiliar with. In the end, she was able to deceive a group of shrewd and slippery detectives. , respectfully escorted her back to the inn.

Pei Qian suddenly asked: "Old Wei, I always feel that that girl who dares not see anyone every day looks at my father in the wrong way."

Wei Xian said calmly: "It's the emperor's mind."

Pei Qian was confused, "What are you talking about?"

Wei Xian said nothing.

Pei Qian stopped asking questions, swallowed his saliva, felt a little greedy, and said with a smile: "Old Wei, can you buy me a candy to eat?"

Wei Xian shook his head.

Pei Qian said angrily: "Old Wei, why are you so stingy with everyone?"

Wei Xian smiled for the first time, "I don't have Chen Ping'an's ability and patience, so I can't raise you well."

Pei Qian was confused and said pitifully: "Then I'll borrow money from you to buy a candy man?"

Wei Xian nodded, "Calculate based on three points of profit."

Pei Qian frowned, "Although I know the rule of three points of profits, I think it's better to forget it. If you don't eat, you won't eat. You won't starve to death."

After saying this, she ran to a candy blower's stall with wind on her feet. Her feet were rooted to the ground and she was unwilling to move.

Wei Xian couldn't leave Pei Qian here alone.

If Pei Qian is lost, someone like Chen Pingan will definitely punch him.

Over at the stall, the old man was skillful in playing candy. Children gathered around, all with their eyes widened and drooling. Those with elders around them all got candy figures of different shapes as they wished.

There is a rectangular cabinet with a shelf, and there is a wooden round cage underneath, equipped with a small charcoal stove. The old man pours the thick golden syrup with a big spoon, and after turning it around, he can turn into various candy figures in an instant.

Wei Xian paid for two skewers and stared eagerly at Wei Xian holding one skewer in his hand.

Wei Xian handed Pei the money and said, "I'll reward you."

This tone sounded like the emperor had rewarded a large vassal land.

Pei Qian smiled brightly, "When I go back, I will say good things about you in front of dad every day. Now I am half a scholar, every spit and nail!"

One big and one small, nibbling on candy, they were inconspicuous in the sea of ​​people.

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In the post hall, the winner has been decided on the chessboard, and Sui Youyou still loses.

On the right side of Sui Dynasty, he was talking to his opponent about something and had no intention of winning or losing.

Lu Baixiang was reviewing the game alone in the room, staring at the chess game, twirling an free chess piece between his fingers, pressing it on the table, and sliding it gently.

In the room not far away, Chen Ping'an was carving the bamboo tube. He was trying to engrave an entire sage's article on the outside of the pen tube.

Fortunately, I have been carving words on bamboo slips for these years. I am familiar with them and have the foundation of making porcelain and drawing blanks in my youth. The words are carved in such a way that I cannot say that they are full of charm. There is a sense of uprightness between the lines, and there is no aggressive or penetrating majesty. , but like a long stream, there is still some meaning in it after all.

Some people say that the monks in the lower five realms have cultivated to live a long life, the monks in the middle five realms are seeking immortality, and the monks in the upper five realms are walking alone on the road higher and farther away, almost without stopping for a moment.

Chen Pingan felt that there was nothing wrong with this. He was busy and fulfilled, and lived up to his time. However, occasionally he still needed to stop or slow down, calm down and appreciate the scenery on the path of practice.

It is the same to carve beautiful words on bamboo slips, and it is also the same to make a pen holder that is not very valuable but only contains your heart.

Nothing happened all night.

Chen Pingan stayed up late and carved most of the pen barrel.

After sleeping for two hours, I got up and continued to practice the sword while continuing to walk around the boxing pile.

Winter is coming.

I don’t know if I was lucky enough to encounter the first heavy snowfall of the year when I arrived at the ferry outside Mirage City.

Mirage City in the heavy snow is said to be like a fairyland.

While having breakfast, Chen Ping'an learned that the Yao family's team would be repairing in Qihe City for two days, but he didn't pay attention.

Yao Xianzhi came to Chen Ping'an and said that they had made an appointment to visit the hill where the immortal rode a crane and soared up. Moreover, the governor's mansion had informed the post house in advance that no matter whether General Yao went there or not, there would be a lot of traffic near the hill today. Martial law, no one is allowed to climb the mountain.

After meeting, Chen Pingan found that there were quite a few people there, including San Yao, a Taoist priest of his generation, Shao Yuanran, who was wearing a green shirt, and Sui Youyou, who rarely appeared in public.

Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang chose to stay in the post house, but the old general who had traveled all the way did not show up this time, which was a bit unusual.

When he went out today, Chen Ping'an had already put on the golden robe that was of higher quality, so he appeared in white clothes. If you were careful, you would find a white jade hairpin pinned to his bun.

The young and strong men of the Great Li Dynasty in the northernmost part of Aquarius Continent are already tall, at least half a head taller than those in Old Dragon City in the south. Moreover, it is common for men aged fifteen or sixteen to start a family and marry a wife in the cities and countryside of Aquarius Island. Only wealthy families and scholarly families would pay attention to the age of twenty or more.

After Chen Ping'an practiced boxing, his stature kept growing, and before he knew it, he had the appearance of a serious young man.

Behind the butt was the dark and lean Pei Qian.

As long as she is around Chen Pingan, she is not so afraid of Zhu Lian.

A group of people went to the hill in the center of the city and saw a strange man outside the gate of the Martial Arts Temple in Zhoucheng. A strange thing happened.

It was a tall, strong young man with bloodstains on his body. He broke into the Martial Arts Temple, but was quickly held up and thrown out of the gate by the leaders of the Martial Temple.

The two civil and military temples in Zhoucheng are not places where idlers can cause trouble.

After the young man was thrown out of the door, he kowtowed vigorously towards the Martial Arts Temple, banging and pleading with the Martial Arts Temple.

Miao Zhu was a tall and thin old man. He stood on the top of the steps and said sternly to the young man: "How can the sword held by the saint of Wu Temple be touched by ordinary people?! I think you are young and ignorant, so I won't argue with you about breaking into the temple. Leave as soon as possible." Go, don’t have any wishful thinking!”

It turned out to be a young man who broke into the martial arts temple and wanted to borrow a sword from the saint.

The young man kowtowed until his forehead was red and swollen, and already had bloodshot eyes. He raised his head, with tears of despair on his face, and said hoarsely: "Master, for the sake of the people of this county, he devoted himself to killing monsters and eliminating harm. Now he is trapped in the mountains and forests, and his life is hanging by a thread. ! After the master sent me out of the mist miasma, he said that only by borrowing the long knife from the martial arts master, could I have a chance to kill the ferocious monster that was causing harm to the whole party! Master Zhu Zhu, I beg you, this is a good deed. , Mr. Wu Sheng will not be angry..."

The majestic old man sneered: "Whether Master Wu is angry or not, you have the final say?! Privately using the weapons of a Martial Temple saint, according to Daquan law, do you know what the punishment is?! Local officials and county magistrates are dismissed from office on the spot! The governor will be demoted to one rank, and the governor will be fined three years' salary!"

The young man was heartbroken and murmured: "There is a harmful monster in the place, so the officials can just ignore it, but now even Master Wu Sheng is not willing to take care of it?"

The old man seemed to be speaking harshly and with cold eyes, but in fact he was sighing in his heart.

You young man, how can things in this world be so simple?

Zhu Lian raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Ping'an who was standing in front of him.

Just as Chen Pingan was about to lift his feet, Shao Yuanran had already strode out, and Chen Pingan quietly stopped his movements.

Shao Yuanran came to the young man, knelt down and asked, "Where is your master trapped? Do you know the approximate level of the demon's cultivation?"

The young man made it clear one by one.

Shao Yuanran reached out to help the young man up, grabbed his shoulders, and said with a smile: "I will save your master and help him get rid of the demon."

Shao Yuanran turned his head and looked at Yao Jinzhi, who was wearing a curtain hat, and said apologetically: "Miss Yao, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the hill."

Yao Jinzhi nodded slightly, unable to see his face clearly.

Shao Yuanran grabbed the young man who was extremely surprised, and swept away. He jumped up to the ridge of the distant roof, touched the water a few times, and then disappeared.

Yao Xianzhi, the girl carrying the knife, admired him deeply and had a better impression of Shao Yuanran, the young priest of Daquan.

Pei Qian had been squinting at the person named Shao. She tilted her head and was speechless.

After this incident, there was not much interest in the subsequent mountain climbing trip, and the hill was indeed too small and there was nothing outstanding about it.

Only Sui Sui, who was carrying his sword, stood on the top of the mountain, looking up at the sky with hot eyes.

Chen Ping'an didn't show much emotion other than regretting the unremarkable scenery here.

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Whether the Daquan Mountain God is wading in the water, the Water God is climbing a mountain, or the young martial arts temple rider in Crane City is borrowing a sword, they are all inconspicuous little splashes after all.

It would be a big deal for Dafu Academy to join up with the Taipingshan Sect Master and join forces to prevent the great demon of the Twelve Realms from escaping into the sea.

And it is not a trivial matter for the gentleman Zhong Kui to go to the gate of Taiping Mountain.

In addition to the other two gentlemen, three sages and more than twenty academy disciples from Dafu Academy, the number of scholars from Wenyuan Academy further south who came to Taiping Mountain was even greater, more than fifty, but unfortunately only one An old gentleman leads the way, and the rest of the academy disciples are far inferior to Dafu Academy in cultivation.

This is the embarrassment of Wenyuan Academy. The academy has a poor reputation and is the least talented among the four major academies in Tongyezhou. There are often rumors on the mountain that Wenyuan Academy may be removed from the list of seventy-two academies. title. This is because this academy has not seen a new gentleman in nearly a hundred years. There are three mountain masters in the academy, the chief and deputy, and there are not many sage articles that can be used. When people visit Wenyuan Academy, they don't go there for the saints, but for the Wenyuan Pavilion, which houses countless books.

When Zhong Kui arrived at the gate of Taiping Mountain, he followed his teacher's instructions and told all Dafu Academy disciples to follow the instructions of Taiping Mountain Taoist and not to act without authorization.

Although disasters are constantly happening in all directions, the Taoist priests of Taiping Mountain, regardless of their seniority, are not in a hurry. They make decisions one by one in an orderly manner. Groups of Qi practitioners go down from the mountain to encircle and suppress demons. There are casualties, casualties, and deaths in battle. , mostly Taoist priests from Taiping Mountain, which made the Qi practitioners from the two major academies and many Xianjia caves feel respectful and cooperate more and more sincerely. During the fights, people from all over the world shared the same hatred. The person they talked about the most was definitely the young boy from the outer sect who became famous in one fell swoop. It was said that the leader of the Fuji sect had accepted him as a closed disciple and gave the young man a hand. It is a semi-immortal weapon that has been refined for hundreds of years by the sect leader and his Taoist companions.

If this young man had not uncovered the conspiracy of the great demon of the Twelve Realms and had to attack in advance, the consequences would be disastrous. I am afraid that most of the well prison in Taiping Mountain that suppresses demons would not have escaped, but all would have been exposed to the light of day, especially the last one. The demons at the bottom have profound spiritual skills, with the lowest being Nascent Soul cultivation level.

In the past ten days, demons lurking in various places have continued to surface, wreaking havoc in one area. Moreover, these demons are mostly from the Dragon Gate Realm and the Golden Core Realm, making it extremely difficult to encircle and suppress them.

Taipingshan did not dare to take it lightly. Almost all the Taoist priests and fellow Taoists rushed to help Taipingshan.

Only the gentleman Zhong Kui chose to stay in Taiping Mountain.

No one had any objection. Zhong Kui was the one who killed the most enemies this time. He did not just protect his own academy disciples. He went down the mountain several times to fight dangerously. He also took the initiative to join the Qi practitioners of other mountain sects. team, so the Nascent Soul Earth Immortal who was originally responsible for the overall situation of Taiping Mountain, before going down the mountain in person, smiled to Zhong Kui and said that the mountain gate would be temporarily entrusted to Mr. Zhong.

The Nascent Soul Earth Immortal revealed to Zhong Kui in private that their Patriarch of Taiping Mountain would be returning soon, and he might even bring back the Nv Guan Huang Ting from the Lotus Flower Blessed Land.

Zhong Kui laughed and said that he should come back quickly so that he wouldn't have to stare at the well every day.

After that, Zhong Kui would patrol the bottom of the prison alone every day.

Late that night, as soon as he walked out of the prison, he saw a big demon whose name he had heard of but who had never been masked before.

In fact, not to mention Zhong Kui, an outsider, even many high-ranking Taoist priests in Taiping Mountain have never seen this big monster practicing on Taiping Mountain.

It was a white ape carrying a sword and wearing black clothes.

The body is as tall as an adult man. He is just a white ape with a very high level. However, he has not transformed into a human form and always maintains the original appearance of a white ape.

Although the old ape is the great demon of Tongyezhou, he is also the worshiper of the Taiping Mountain. Not to mention the old ape's previous years of practice, he has been guarding the gate of the Taiping Mountain for three thousand years.

This old ape is older than the founder of Taiping Mountain who has descended from the mountain and is the only one left with great achievements. The creation of the Well Prison was a massive undertaking by the founder of the Taiping Mountains. However, in the long years since then, the supervision of the Oshii Prison has been left to this white ape who likes to carry a sword and rarely appears in the world. There are only a few times in history. The escape of the big demon head was, without exception, all solved by Bai Yuan himself, and it was handled so cleanly that even many earthly immortals in Taiping Mountain had never heard of it.

This chaos happened when Lao Yuan, a sword cultivator in the Jade Pu Realm, was in retreat, trying to break the bottleneck of the Immortal Realm.

Unexpectedly, after only three to five years of seclusion, the old ape came out of seclusion. Could it be that he knew what was going on outside and had to show up in advance?

The autumn wind is chilling, and the mountains and forests are silent.

Even if the old ape is just standing there, he is like a majestic mountain.

Zhong Kui was still wearing the green shirt from the Daquan Border Inn and asked, "It's you, right?"

The sword-carrying white ape said nothing.

He only answered with the sword energy rising from behind like a rainbow.