Sword of Coming

Already vaguely visible the outline of the upside-down mountain.

Cao Qinglang looked up, but dared not say anything: "Is this actually a mountain seal?"

Zhong Qiu said with emotion: "There are so many magnificent scenery in a foreign country."

Pei Qian and Cui Dongshan sat on the railing, turned their heads and said in a low voice: "You two masters, you are not as knowledgeable as I am. Look at me, would you be surprised to see the upside-down mountain? Not at all. After all, it is still I am not the same because I only read books and do not walk. I am not the same. I keep copying books, and I have traveled thousands of mountains and rivers with my master. Have you ever been to such a big Tongye Island? Have you been to Qingluan Kingdom in Aquarius Island? Is it? Besides, I copy books every day, and there are mountains of books in the world, except Sister Bao Ping, who claims to be the third, and no one dares to be the second!"

Cui Dongshan looked puzzled and said: "Master, I just saw Daoxuan Mountain, she seemed to be drooling, and she was thinking about moving back to Luopo Mountain, and anyone who is not convinced in the future will use this seal to smash their brains."

Pei Qian was a little embarrassed, "Such a freshman baby, who would not be envious after seeing it."

"About the matter of copying books, the old cook who you despise for learning is actually very powerful. In his early years, the imperial court was responsible for compiling history books. The vigorous scholar of the Hanlin Academy compiled and copied day and night, and finally wrote tens of millions of characters. Among them, Zhu Lian's lower script is really wonderful. The style of pavilions and pavilions is not as good as Zhu Lian's early writing. This compilation of the book is the most interesting collection of knowledge in the history of Ouhua Blessed Land. Unfortunately, a certain old Taoist priest felt that it was an eyesore and moved his little finger. This is a disaster of destroying the country. It is like igniting a respectful stove in some places in the vast world. It is specially used to burn waste paper, broken porcelain with characters, etc., and seven or eight out of ten of them will be burned. Mostly."

Cui Dongshan was bored, he talked about some thin old almanacs in small places, waved his sleeves up and down, and said casually: "You can't remember things, the duckweed swirls and flows with the waves. It's better for people to see one for one. If you see two, you get two, and if you see three, you will know a thousand things, and if you follow the steps, you will be the mainstay, stirring up the long river of time."

Pei Qian glared and said, "Big White Goose, which camp do you belong to? Why do you always turn your elbows outward, how about I twist it for you? Now that I have mastered martial arts, I must be as successful as my master. It doesn't matter how serious the shot is, just click it, and it will be broken. When you get to the master, don't complain."

As for the old cook's learning and writing, let's put it down.

Master only needs one hand and a few words to convince the old cook to cook in the kitchen with peace of mind.

Cui Dongshan stretched out his hand and said, "Lend me a piece of yellow paper talisman to stick on my forehead. I was overwhelmed and frightened to death by the elder sister."

Pei Qian frowned and said: "Don't make trouble, master said that when you are out of the house, you are not allowed to take out talismans to show off your family background. A place where monks gather together is easy to make people jealous. A red eye will be right and wrong. If you are right, you will make others wrong. That's right, the words "I'm not wrong" can't be mentioned after all. As for the place where mountain ghosts and gods gather, they will be regarded as provocations. This is not my nonsense. On the other side of Tongyezhou, in the wilderness where the moon was dark and the wind was high, I encountered a battle for the marriage of the mountain god. I just took a second look, really just one look, and those spirits and ghosts all stared at me, good guy , Guess what, Master saw that I had been greatly wronged, and immediately glanced back. Those mountain and water monsters who were more arrogant than the other, as if struck by lightning, and then fell to the ground one by one, kneeling down and begging for mercy. The sedan chair that Meijiao Niang, who is a ghost, has no one to lift her, she must have been thrown into a coma, after so many years, I still feel very sorry in my heart."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "The truth is over, let's talk about a fake version."

Pei Qian snorted, "It's not true, there are some, that is, the master stood up and apologized to the old lady who was the leader of the welcoming team, and also sincerely congratulated them by the way, taught me a lesson afterwards, and also It's only three times, it's been two times, and if you make a mistake again, you won't be polite to me."

Pei Qian rubbed his eyes and said pretendingly, "Even if it's a fake story, if you think about it, it still makes people cry."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Remember to keep the eye gum, don't rub it away."

Pei Qian handed out a fist, and stopped an inch away from Cui Dongshan's head, retracted the fist, and said with a smile: "Are you afraid?"

Cui Dongshan didn't move at first, then rolled his eyes, his whole body began to wobble, his body was trembling, and he said vaguely: "What a domineering punch, I must have suffered a serious internal injury."

Pei Qian put his fingers together and poked, "Definitely!"

Cui Dongshan immediately remained motionless.

Pei Qian took a deep breath, but he didn't clean up.

After a while, Cui Dongshan said in a hurry: "Master, quickly put away your magical powers!"

Pei Qian put his hands on his cheeks, looked into the distance, and said slowly and softly: "Don't talk to me, it distracts me, I have to concentrate on thinking about Master."

Cui Dongshan is really as stable as a rock after this. He just looked up at the upside-down mountain, and his heart is already in the upside-down mountain, not even in Haoran Tianxia and the more distant Qingming Tianxia, ​​but in Tianwaitian. No one except monks can guess the root of the Huawai Tianmo.

Not far away, Zhongqiu and Cao Qinglang, two masters, are already used to their fights.

About Cao Qinglang's practice, occasionally encountering many crux points that Qiu can't solve, he will also take the initiative to ask Cui Dongshan, who is of the same teacher and generation. Sunny thanked her and said goodbye, every time.

Cao Qinglang was actually one of the first cultivators who sensed changes in the aura of heaven and earth after Yu Zhenyi, who was blessed to be a fairy back then. Among this small group of beautiful cultivators, Cao Qinglang was undoubtedly the one who had no talent, roots, or chance. The kind of existence that is lacking, so Cao Qinglang, who had already embarked on the road of cultivating Taoism when he met Pei Qian for the second time, confessed that even if he met Pei Qian again for the first time, Pei Qian would not succeed if he really made a move. In the Xinxiang Temple next to the back alley, Cao Qinglang made a move to dissuade Pei Qian several times, which was actually quite... immortal.

Zhong Qiu took Cao Qinglang all over the rivers and lakes of the lotus root world. Not to mention the statue hanging and incense worship ceremony in the Luobashan Zushitang, it was actually the first time he was in the Haoran world. There is a small world where exiled immortals fall into the world, and then they come to Haoran Tianxia, ​​the big world where many exiled immortals come from. Sure enough, there are three religions here, a hundred schools of thought contend, and books of sages and sages abound. Fortunately, Wei Bo, the great mountain lord of Beiyue Mountain, offered to lend Zhongqiu a square inch at the Niujiaoshan Ferry, otherwise, just picking and buying books in the old dragon city would be enough for Zhongqiu. Qiu finds himself in an embarrassing situation.

Back then, after returning to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, Zhong Qiu started to prepare to leave the blessed land of lotus roots. Zhong Qiu said a word to Cao Qinglang earnestly: The higher the sky and the wider the land, the more you should keep in mind the four words You must be right.

The reason why I have to travel all over the blessed land before leaving my hometown is that besides Zhongqiu, who spent most of his life painting land in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, I really want to experience the customs and customs of the four countries in person. Having produced hundreds of map maps, Zhong Qiu and Cao Qinglang clearly stated that from now on, this world will be in an unprecedented new pattern, and there will be endless streams of cultivators, visiting immortals in the mountains, climbing high to seek the truth, and there will be many landscape gods and gods. Ancestral temples rise one after another, and there will be many spirits and ghosts who seem to have slipped through the net to wreak havoc on the world.

It is impossible for your husband, Chen Pingan, to spend too much time and thought staring at this territory. He needs someone to share his worries and advice for him, and even more needs someone who is willing to say a word or two of harsh advice. Then Zhongqiu asked Cao Qinglang, if there was such a day, would he be willing to speak up, would he dare to speak up.

The boy smiled and nodded, willing and daring.

Zhong Qiu asked again, what if you and your husband can't settle the dispute and each has his own reasons?

The young man replied again, not arguing, just for arguing, you need to learn from each other's words, learn from each other's strengths, find out the truth, and strengthen each other, then it is possible, in the blessed land of Ouhua, there will be a road where all people in the world can be free.

Zhong Qiu finally asked, but if the two of you have a future, you are doomed to just argue without any results, and you have to choose one or the other, so what should you do?

Cao Qinglang finally replied, "Let's do it while watching, and think about it while doing it."

Zhong Qiu was relieved and stopped asking about his heart.

Now, the more thinking of this master Zhong is how to study and study after the two of them leave the blessed land of lotus roots and Dali Luopo Mountain together. As for the practice of Qi practitioners, Zhong Qiu will not interfere too much with Cao Qinglang, and practice to prove Taoism and longevity , this is not my director Zhongqiu, so try not to point fingers at Cao Qinglang.

In fact, Cao Qinglang is indeed a very reassuring student, but after all, Zhong Qiu himself has never experienced the scenery of the world, and he has high hopes for Cao Qinglang, so it is inevitable to say some serious words.

There are two worlds, big and small, with different scenery and similar principles. All explorations and victories on the road of life, whether it is a great settlement or a slightly narrow academic strategy, will have various difficulties. Zhongqiu does not feel that his little knowledge, Especially with that level of martial arts, it is too much for Cao Qingming to be able to protect and teach Cao Qingming in Haoran Tianxia. As a native of the Ouhua Blessed Land in the past, probably besides Ding Ying, he Zhongqiu and his former best friend Yu Zhenyi are one of the very few people who can climb steadily through their respective paths, from the bottom of the well to the top of the well, and truly understand. The sky and the earth are so big that one can imagine the height of Taoism.

When the ferry arrived at Daoxuan Mountain, Cui Dongshan led the three of them directly to the inn where the Ganoderma lucidum was located. He was reluctant at first, so he picked the four most expensive houses and asked if there were any more expensive and better ones. The female cultivator in the school was so dumbfounded that there were quite a few rich men who came to hang over the mountains and have no shortage of fairy money, but there were not many who spoke so bluntly. So the female cultivator said no more, probably because she really couldn't stand the provocative gaze of the young man in white, and dared to eat so much in the inverted mountain, did she really think she was a big shot? The Jindan female nun who was in charge of the daily affairs of the inn smiled and said that there are only four private houses in Yuanxuan Mansion, Chunfanzhai, Meihuayuanzi and Shuijing Palace that are better than her own inn in Daoxuanshan.

The young man clapped his fists and left the Ganoderma Zhai inn with the other three people. Pei Qian was confused and followed the big white goose out of the inn. She was actually quite satisfied with the inn just now. At a glance, the things hanging on the wall, the clothes on the floor, and what the woman was wearing seemed to be all valuables. So she asked softly, do you know the four private houses? Cui Dongshan was grinning, saying that he didn’t know all of them, but Liu Caishen of the Yuanyuan Mansion, the owner of Meihuayuanzi, had acquainted with each other in the early years. For Chaosheng, such a good friend, he Cui Dongshan has many in Haoran Tianxia.

Pei Qian became more and more puzzled, so how could he eat and drink, but Cui Dongshan went around and took the three of them into a small alley, where they stayed at the Stork Inn!

Zhong Qiu and Cao Qinglang naturally didn't care about these things.

Pei Qian was a little sulky at first, but Cui Dongshan sat in her room, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "Student's money, is it your husband's money? Is it your master's money?" The money is your master's money. As a disciple, do you want to save some money?

Pei Qian's eyes lit up immediately, they are intertwined and seamless, the thief makes sense!

She immediately shouted, held a walking stick, and happily played a mad sword in the room.

After that, Cui Dongshan sneaked away to the Stork Inn.

Pei Qian didn't bother to take care of him, if the big white goose was bullied outside, it would be useless to cry and complain to the elder sister.

Because she is an emotional killer.

When Cui Dongshan sneaked back to the inn, it was already late at night. Standing in the corridor outside Pei Qian's door, he found that she was still walking around inside the house.

Pei Qian walked slowly, half asleep and half awake, the dust and moonlight that were invisible to the naked eye seemed to be twisted and twisted by her fist.

On the other side of the window sill, the window suddenly opened by itself, and a large piece of white snow fell down, revealing a hanged ghost with a crooked face with his head hanging down and his tongue sticking out.

Pei Qian, who was still a little confused, relied on instinct and with lightning speed, pasted a talisman on his forehead, stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to grab it. The trekking stick leaning on the table was held in the palm of his hand. The sword, stabbed with a sword, and hit the hanged ghost's eyebrows, with a bang, the hanged ghost in white was repelled by the sword, Pei Qian tipped his toes, let go of the walking stick, jumped out of the window sill, fisted together, and If you want to punch, you naturally have to use the iron cavalry to clear the way, and then use the god-man to beat the drum to decide the victory. There is no one around.

It's done in one go, smooth and flowing, and it may even be thoughtless to Pei Qian, so it's especially pure.

When he saw the yawning big white goose, Cui Dongshan looked left and right, "What about the elder sister, don't sleep in the middle of the night, go out to see the scenery?"

Pei Qian said angrily: "In the middle of the night, if you play tricks and play ghosts, if I punch you to death, who is to blame?"

Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "If the punch is too fast, faster than the martial artist thinks, it must be good? Then who is the person who punched?"

Pei Qian was stunned for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "Are you talking about a hammer?"

Cui Dongshan rolled his eyes, "I'm going to sue my husband and say you hit me."

Pei Qian said angrily, "You were the one who frightened me first!"

In the end, the two reconciled and sat together on the courtyard wall, looking at the full moon in the vast world.

Cui Dongshan had a smile on his face. He heard that the Great Wall of Sword Qi is quite interesting now. How dare someone say that besides the left and right, there is an extra Chen Pingan? Literary sages, as for the more pitiful context and orthodoxy, is there still incense to speak of?

Cui Dongshan smiled, and said to Pei Qian: "Let's take a tour around the Upside Down Mountain tomorrow, and then go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi the day after tomorrow, and you will be able to meet Master."

Pei Qian said: "What is there to do in Daoxuan Mountain? Let's go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi tomorrow."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "There are so many good things in Daoxuanshan, why don't we buy some gifts?"

Pei Qian thought it was right, carefully took out the sachet and money bag presented by Aunt Gui of the old Dragon City from his sleeve, and began to count the money.

Cui Dongshan clasped the back of his head with both hands, and said with a smile, "I have money, so you don't need to pay for it."

Pei Qian didn't let go of every copper coin and every piece of broken silver, and counted it carefully. After all, in her current household and private money, there is very little fairy money. Poor, she doesn't have many companions, so every day If you want more money, you have to touch them more and talk to them quietly. Now that she heard Cui Dongshan's words, she shook her head without raising her head, and whispered, "I'm buying a gift for Master, I don't want your fairy money."

Cui Dongshan joked: "The little copper coins, little silver coins, and fairy money that have been with you for so long, are you willing to leave them in your sachet nest? After such a parting, you may never see them again in this life." Don't you feel bad? Don't you feel sad?"

Pei Qian picked up a snowflake coin with a private name, held it up high, shook it a few times, and said, "Is there any way, these little guys go as soon as they go, anyway, I will miss them Well, in my little ledger, I wrote down their names one by one. Even if they leave, I can still help them find students and disciples. My sachet is a small patriarchal hall, you don’t know Well, before, I only told Master, not Nuanshu Mili, and Master praised me at the time, saying that I am very caring, but you don’t know. So, of course, Master is the most important thing, Master can’t lose gone."

Pei Qian put the snowflake money away, put the sachet back into his sleeve, and shook his feet, "So I thank God for sending me a master."

Pei Qian thought for a while, "But if God dares to take Master back..."

Speaking of this, Pei Qian learned from the millet grains, opened his mouth wide and let out a groan, and said angrily, "I'm so fierce!"