Sword of Coming

It rained heavily for three consecutive days and took a break for one day, and the mountains, rivers and land of the world seemed to be about to drink wine.

At the top of the mountain that was formerly known as "Baiyue" and is now called Qiyun Mountain, Gu Can rested here for a while. Feijian sent a message to Liu Chicheng, who liked to show off in the market, that he had something to discuss and came here to discuss it.

As soon as the flattered Liu Chicheng received the letter, he hurriedly set off from the Xianjia Inn in Chuzhou City without any delay. Before leaving, Pavilion Master Liu specially put on the pink Taoist robe again. As an uncle, he always had to To support his nephew, so as not to look shabby to outsiders and lose Gu Can's face. He never thought that in that feng shui scenic spot called Qiyun Mountain, apart from Gu Can, there was only the maidservant who was kidnapped from the wild world, standing together on the mountainside and on the cliff. Liu Chicheng was a little confused, and his figure fell from the clouds. , didn't dare to complain about anything, but couldn't help but ask: "Gu Can, you are bored staying here, why don't you meet your uncle for a drink?"

Gu Can said: "Someone wants to see you by name."

Liu Chicheng sneered, "You are so arrogant, you want to meet me by name?"

Gu Can suddenly raised his hands and saluted outside the cliff, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Gu Can has met the founder."

Liu Chicheng turned around and without even raising his head, he immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Disciple pays homage to Master."

After a while, Liu Chicheng, who could not get up from his knees until he heard the wild female cultivator cover her mouth and laugh endlessly, realized that he had been tricked by that bastard Gu Can. He stood up angrily, shook the sleeves of his robe, and shook off some dust. , Liu Chicheng was not angry.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound behind him. Liu Chicheng mistakenly thought that it was Gu Can who was causing trouble again, and said with an angry smile: "That's about it. No matter how good my temper is, there is a limit."

Immediately afterwards, Liu Chicheng was kicked and scolded, and his voice was extremely familiar, "What a shameful thing, you still have the nerve to go to Luo Luoshan? You dress so showily every day, why don't you just carve a line of gold characters on it?" On the forehead, is it engraved 'My senior brother is Zheng Juzhong'?"

Liu Chicheng turned around and saw the majestic old man Qing Kui. Liu Chicheng's lips moved slightly, his eyes were red, he fell to the ground again, and said in a trembling cry: "Master!"

Wearing a green shirt and long coat, it was Chen Qingliu who was having nothing to do.

Next to him was an unkempt, barefooted Taoist priest with nothing else on his body and an umbrella slung across his back.

Two old friends who have known each other for a long time had previously arranged to meet here.

Chen Qingliu raised the tips of his shoes and then landed on the ground, "Get up, respect your teacher and cultivate your realm. It would be great if you two brothers could even out."

Liu Chicheng stood up, turned his head and wiped his tears. He couldn't help himself. He really wanted to care about it. He had not seen his master until he was suppressed by Longhushan Master in Aquarius Island a thousand years ago. After he escaped from trouble, not counting today. . As for why Senior Brother Zheng didn't save him, Senior Brother must have his own reasons. Why the Master was unwilling to break the restriction with a sword when he was clearly in Aquarius Continent. The Master must have had difficulties. Liu Chicheng really didn't complain at all.

Chen Qingliu introduced to the Taoist priests around him with a slightly sarcastic tone, "Fellow Taoist Ziqing, this is my proud disciple Liu Daochun. The Master of Liu Pavilion in Baidi City seems to have been renamed Liu Chicheng. He is that 'other person'." He laughs at me for being too stupid, and I laugh at Pavilion Master Liu who has no senior brother."

The sloppy Taoist priest smiled and said: "He has countless deeds and has been famous for a long time."

He is not a swordsman, but he dares to run rampant in the Middle-earth Divine Continent just by virtue of his Jade Purity Realm.

Chen Qingliu smiled and introduced the sloppy Taoist priest next to him, "This fellow Taoist Ziqing, whose common surname is Ge, calls himself Taoist Sanbaiqian, and is also nicknamed 'Huainan'. He is a real high-class man, who travels to famous mountains and his whereabouts are unpredictable. He is not The kind of half-hearted hermit who is just trying to gain fame. He had several monasteries in his early years. The more famous one was the Yulong Palace. The less famous one was Xujiang Wenbi Peak. The other one was later taken over by scholars. I can’t get it back. Your relationship with me is fine, can we count?”

The barefoot Taoist priest carrying an umbrella smiled and answered: "Half a friend."

Gu Can glanced at the Taoist priest's shoulder intentionally or unintentionally.

Liu Chicheng, however, was as if he was falling into the clouds.

It is also the Yupu realm, where everyone can judge from superior to superior.

Gu Can said, "Gu Can has met Ge Xianjun in Baidi City."

Liu Chicheng moved to stand next to his master, not knowing how to speak appropriately. When Gu Can spoke like this, Liu Chicheng followed suit.

The Taoist priest named Ziqing, surnamed Ge, looked at Gu Can, nodded in approval and said, "Scholars must be like this in order to practice Taoism and obtain the Dharma."

Chen Qingliu glanced at the wild female cultivator. The old man frowned slightly. She immediately realized what was going on and left without daring to say a word.

The Fourteenth Realm is the Fourteenth Realm.

Even though each of the fourteen realms of Taoism has its own strengths and weaknesses, and each method has its own strengths and weaknesses, that is only a matter between the fourteen realms.

The dragon-slaying man in front of me, who defeated all the water people in the world with his swordsmanship, had been missing for three thousand years. When he officially appeared for the first time, he once said "Whoever you kill is not the one you kill." No one thought that this sentence should not be taken seriously. Big talk, empty talk.

Chen Qingliu smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Ziqing, we haven't seen each other for a long time. If someone hadn't said you showed up in Zhongyue, I wouldn't have known you were wandering around Aquarius Continent."

The Taoist priest smiled and said, "It's just because Master has ordered me to go see Junior Brother Wei."

Chen Qingliu smiled and said: "Wei Benyuan from Taoye Lane, this stinky old man, finally remembered what happened in the past?"

The Taoist priest nodded and said: "It is mainly due to the two talismans that Li Xisheng presented to Junior Brother Wei."

Chen Qingliu gloated and said, "I can't blame others. If I want to blame him, blame him for his lofty ideals. It's not good to quarrel with anyone. I have to fight with Zou Zi, especially the content of the discussion, which is the five elements."

The Taoist smiled bitterly and was speechless. This Junior Brother Wei is extremely talented and it is normal for him to have a high spirit. Moreover, Senior Brother Wei is only an anonymous disciple of the Master and is never allowed to enter the palace and become his direct successor, so he wants to prove himself to the Master more than anyone else.

Chen Qingliu laughed and said: "When I entered the town, Wei Benyuan had already left Taoye Lane, otherwise I would have to come to ask for advice and ask him what he was thinking back then and why he was so hard-headed."

The Taoist priest coughed and reminded you that your disciples and further disciples are here. Don't speak so openly.

Chen Qingliu smiled and said: "A stupid person only knows how to respect the teacher and has no other merits. A lawless and deviant person will one day bully the teacher and destroy the ancestors. What can I pretend to do?"

Liu Chicheng's face was filled with pride.

Gu Can looked calm.

The Taoist priest hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that Fellow Daoist Chen is particularly close to Luopo Mountain?"

Chen Qingliu hummed, "Part of it is Mr. Qi who blocked all the counterattacks from Heaven. I owe him a favor and I have to express it. Part of it is that there is a close friend in the mountain of poverty. If you don't look for him when drinking, it will be completely meaningless."

The Taoist priest nodded, "That's it."

In the eyes of ordinary qi practitioners, the dragon-slaying battle has long ended.

But in the eyes of the Taoist priest named Ge, Chen Qingliu only killed more than half of his body back then.

When Wang Zhu appeared, she gradually gathered the luck of the real dragon in the world. If Qi Jingchun hadn't taken over all the causes and effects, there would have been a scene where the luck counterattacked, as if Chen Qingliu was returning a sword from afar, and there was no way to avoid it. It's not that Chen Qingliu can't catch it, but it will be more troublesome. It's not as refreshing as it is now. He just has to stand by and wait quietly for the second real dragon besides Wang Zhu to appear.

Chen Qingliu lifted up one of his shoes, stepped on a stone on the edge of the cliff, gently rubbed off the yellow mud on the sole, and said with squinted eyes: "The battle to slay a dragon becomes more and more difficult the more you slay it. The joys and sorrows here cannot be explained to outsiders."

This statement is true, so difficult that Chen Qingliu had to stop his sword and rest for a while, because at the last moment, what he killed with the sword in his hand was not a real dragon, but the fate of the dragons in the world. That's why those Qi practitioners were crazy about picking up leaks. Every time a giant thing fell, there would be an opportunity to accompany it. This was a rule on the mountain in ancient times. It was because of this that the later Li In Zhudongtian, there were gradually four tribes and ten surnames in the town, a total of more than 600 households, more than 30 dragon kilns, and mountains stretching to the west. Old Man Yang had a chessboard for the big exam that was filled with incense and made of mist. …

The Taoist priest sighed: "Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety."

Gu Can said: "It drives birds away from the bushes and fishes from the abyss."

The Taoist priest sighed and asked with a smile: "Can this statement be used in this way?"

Gu Can slapped his head again, "It's my junior who is making fun of me."

Chen Qingliu asked: "In so many years, Bai Shang has not come to you as a senior brother, and now he wants to ask Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou for some lost ancient swordsmanship?"

The Taoist priest shook his head and said: "Junior Brother Lu and Junior Brother Wang are generally high-spirited. Since Master is unwilling to take the initiative to see them, they will never go to Master."

Taoist priests once dug wells to refine elixirs in Jingshan Mountain in Luzhou, Beiju. The local people made statues of gods to offer sacrifices to the gods. A beautifully carved white jade toad was placed on the shoulders of the statues.

Chen Qingliu explained to Gu Can: "Wei Benyuan's predecessor, surnamed Wang Min, was a Taoist priest. Taoist fellow Ziqing, Lu Yue, and Fangzhushan Qingjun, who once held great power, were all disciples of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou. I don’t want to overdo it by being named or anonymous. Among them, Wang Min, I guess, followed his master’s front and rear feet into the Lizhu Cave, and the method of trapping the dragon was probably his master’s idea. It was Wang Min who actually set up the formation, as The reward is the Immortal Tomb, otherwise I can't think of any other reason why an outsider could occupy most of the Immortal Tomb. Then he had a quarrel with Zou Zi and lost, so that's how the old head of the Wei family became today?"

The Taoist priest surnamed Ge sighed, "Except for the wrong order, everything else is correct. Junior Brother Wang first lost the argument with Zou Zi, and then went to Lizhu Cave to wade in the muddy water to help the master arrange the formation. After that, he retreated on his own and reincarnated again and again in the Lizhu Cave. His mind became increasingly confused and hazy. Junior Brother Wang could only barely keep a little bit of his Tao Seed true spirit alive, fluttering like the fire of a lantern in the wind."

Chen Qingliu asked with a smile: "According to the rules established by the Qingtong Tianjun, the town's main roads have circulated in an orderly manner for three thousand years. Is there a hidden process of continuously stripping off, expelling, and clearing out the immortal species? The emergence of the natal porcelain is In order to eliminate all the qi practitioners, the so-called Taoist embryos, we must eliminate the bad and retain the good, so that we can abdicate and reshape the temple? When the immortals retreat, can we invite the gods to return to their thrones?"

When Chen Qingliu said the word "green", the barefoot Taoist priest had already opened the umbrella behind his back to cover the sky and prevent the partition wall from having ears.

Therefore, Liu Chicheng, who was so close, couldn't hear what the master said at all. Logically speaking, Gu Can couldn't hear it either, but Chen Qingliu did it deliberately. He put his fingers together and swiped lightly, using his sword energy to open a gap. The secret was deliberately leaked so that Gu Can, an insider, could hear it clearly.

Taoist priest surnamed Ge looked solemn and said from his heart: "This truth is the result of what Senior Brother Qingjun deduced a few years ago."

Chen Qingliu smiled strangely, "The deal is already done, so why continue to deduce it? The established facts are right in front of us, and what's the point of wasting merit and moral energy in vain?"

Taoist priest surnamed Ge sighed, "Taoists seek truth by nature."

Chen Qingliu laughed and said: "I don't know how many smart people work in vain in the end. He deserves to be the Duke of the East, and he deserves to be the ancestor of the male earth immortals."

After a moment of silence, Chen Qingliu rarely showed a sad and sentimental expression, and said softly: "He is worthy of being the first human being to become a god. He has been planning for thousands of years. This move can be sung and wept for."

Chen Qingliu put away his thoughts and asked with a smile: "The specific rules of how they work are really curious. It makes me extremely curious. Does your senior brother Qingjun have any clues? Have you ever deduced them all?"

The Taoist smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Senior Brother used an analogy. The curtain is as heavy as a mountain and is unattainable. Then he is just a speck of dust on the road at the foot of the mountain. It is a luxury to take a detour."

Chen Qingliu nodded, "That's right, otherwise the Taoism of the founder of the Three Religions would become a decoration. But it can be seen that Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou has his own ideas about the trend of this world, and there must be some kind of disagreement. . Coupled with the push from Mr. Qi and Cui Han, it’s even more confusing for outsiders.”

The Taoist priest looked embarrassed and said, "I sincerely ask fellow Taoist Chen to speak carefully."

Fellow Taoist, you are alone in your family, but I am a poor Taoist who has teachers and brothers.

The Taoist priest named Ge suddenly asked, "Why does Fellow Taoist Chen call Xiu Hu by his first name, but Qi Jingchun respectfully calls him Mr. Qi?"

Chen Qingliu said with a smile: "The first person who found Taoist priest Jia Sheng was Mr. Qi. He invited us to have a drink. In short, we had a good conversation at the wine table."

If you give me face, I will give you face.

This is called Jianghu.

What's more, Qi Jingchun also gave himself a very high evaluation. The key was the other party's sincere words.

When I was young, I had a great longing for Jianghu, just because there was a blue-shirted swordsman in the Jianghu whose only name was Chen.

Chen Qingliu signaled that the Taoist priest could put away the "Yunwo" umbrella, turned to look at Liu Chicheng, and asked: "When you arrived at Luopo Mountain, did you drink with fellow Taoist Jingqing?"

Liu Chicheng was confused, "That boy in green named Chen Lingjun, a Nascent Soul realm water dragon?"

Chen Qingliu reached out and held down the disciple's head, "In terms of seniority, if he calls you nephew, you have to nod."

Gu Can asked abruptly: "Master, according to your statement, is Chen Ping'an able to become the final winner because of fate or because he asked for it?"

Chen Qingliu raised his chin towards the Taoist priests. Their Taoist priests were the best at telling fortunes.

The Taoist priest smiled and said: "Blessed are those who seek for themselves."

Gu Can suddenly smiled brightly.

Chen Qingliu had something else on his mind, just because Qi Jingchun took the initiative to drink with him at the same table and said something strange like a prophecy.

It's a pity that the white emperor has no green eyes, but fortunately there are green mountains with white heads, which seem to be warm. The old poems are as light as yellow wine, and the new sorrows are as thick as the Yellow River waterfall, as if they have not been touched.

Chen Qingliu asked again, but Qi Jingchun only said to wait and see, raised the wine bowl and toasted with him, saying with a smile that he would be the first to spare the world, and we will drink.

After thinking about it, Chen Qingliu was still puzzled, so he made a rare trip to Baidi City and asked Zheng Juzhong, "Don't you have the same surname as me?"

Zheng Juzhong immediately understood the crux of the matter, and said with a smile on the spot, since I am not the Taoist ancestor, of course I cannot be Chen Ping'an who went against the current.

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There is a quiet place with beautiful mountains and clear waters outside Qingfeng City. A foreigner has built a mansion here. Today, a foreign guest with a strange face came.

The person who opened the door was a graceful young maid. The middle-aged man took off his bamboo hat and said with a smile: "My name is Lu Yue. I am from the same hometown as you. I came to visit Senior Brother Wei to reminisce about old times."

The maid named Tao Ya was surprised and said: "Senior Brother Wei?"

Grandpa Wei, who has never accepted a disciple and never talked about his master's legacy, when did he have a junior disciple? She didn't dare to open the door randomly. The Xu family in Qingfeng City had always suspected that they were accomplices in the theft in Hu'er Town. What if a bad guy came? Grandpa Wei has been closed to guests for many years.

The middle-aged man who claimed to be Lu Yue changed his explanation, "I'm looking for Wei Benyuan, Taoist Boyang. I left the town earlier than you and now I am practicing in Luzhou, Beiju. It is a hilltop that is like incense. For the time being, there are only There are two masters and apprentices. Taoya, go and report to Wei Benyuan. If Wei Benyuan doesn’t recognize Lu Yue, I will go home right now, which means the time has not come yet. I will come to visit next time."

Tao Ya hesitated for a moment and asked Master Lu to wait while she went to inform Grandpa Wei who was busy refining elixirs all year round. Wei Benyuan, who was sitting cross-legged on a futon in the alchemy furnace, opened his eyes. When the girl walked to the door, the old man had already stood up and sighed softly. Sooner or later, he would come to the door, but it was just a few years earlier than expected. Since Bai Shang is already here, and if he avoids seeing her anymore, it is indeed suspected that he does not care about the friendship of the same family.

Wei Benyuan's Taoist name is indeed "Bo Yang", but this Taoist name has not been used for many years, and he only remembered it "accidentally" a few years ago. Back then, the old man quietly left his hometown, Lizhu Cave, with only Taoya, whom the old man regarded as his junior, with him. He traded land for land with the Xu family in Qingfeng City, and chose to settle down and practice Taoism in the place where the Xu family's ancestral business was. This was because Wei Benyuan had asked him to bring Tao Ya here according to the instructions given by a certain family letter in his early years, and wait for the opportunity. It seemed to be related to the Fox Kingdom. Facts have proved that the content of the "letter from home" is true. Tao Ya did indeed get two blessings in the fox country, a colorful silk and satin belt that took the initiative to recognize the owner, and a dry peach branch that the silk satin guided the owner to pick up in the mountains.

The sender of the letter was none other than "Qingjun" who was once famous throughout the world in ancient times, but the person signing the letter was "Jun Qing". Wei Benyuan did not know the true identity of the sender at the time, and mistakenly I thought it was some ancestor who left his hometown many years ago. Wei Benyuan's ability to embark on the path of spiritual practice in this life is also attributed to a letter home sent to Taoye Lane by "Master Junqing" when he was young.

Wei Benyuan only knew the true identities of himself and the other party after recovering his memory.

Qingjun of Fangzhu Mountain was once personally invited by the Li Sheng, and his seat was located in the respected Fangzhu Mountain. This real land man was responsible for taking charge of the Cave Heaven Blessed Land on the earth and all the earthly immortal books.

Qingjun is also one of the direct disciples of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou. He once left some footprints in Qidun Mountain.

As a reward for cooperating with his master in setting up the Cave Heaven Formation and the Sword-Suppressing Tower Archway, Qingjun only received a dispensable symbolic reward, which was to take away a carp from Lizhu Cave Heaven, which is what he is today. Li Jin, the water god of the Chongdan River.

Wei Benyuan went out in person to greet Bai Shang, or the earliest Lu Yue from Fulu Street, later Lu Qing, the founding emperor of the Lu Dynasty, and now the number one swordsman in Luzhou, Beiju.

The old Taoist priest looked complicated and made a bow.

Bai Shang smiled and said, "I've met Senior Brother Wang."

The real person does not show his appearance, and the appearance does not show the real person.

Both parties are unnamed disciples of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, and both parties have been in Lizhu Dongtian Town, but there are still not many people who know about it.

In the past, there were many people who liked to play chess in the small town. Many wealthy families in Fulu Street and Taoye Lane liked to chat with each other with their hands, but there were probably only three who could be called chessboard masters. In addition to the head of the Li family on Fulu Street, and the Wei Benyuan of Taoye Lane, the town is recognized as the head of the "big landowner" Wei family. The two old men have similar temperaments and have a sworn relationship. They also have a hidden identity. He is an accomplished monk. In the Lizhu Cave, which is extremely unsuitable for cultivation, he actually cultivated a golden elixir earthly immortal in the past years.

As for the third master, of course it is the gatekeeper Zheng Dafeng.

When Chen Ping'an was delivering letters to make money, he once sent two letters to the Wei family at the corner of Taoye Lane. The old man also invited the young man to come into the house to rest and drink water, but the young man declined. Wei Benyuan also reminded Chen Ping'an to sit under the locust tree in his free time. The reason was that he could pick up locust leaves and branches and take them home to prevent ants, centipedes and other things. The young man silently remembered it in his heart and bowed to the old man at the foot of the steps to thank him.

In his hometown, Wei Benyuan often played chess with Li Xisheng, presented him with several chess books, and repeated those few chess principles.

Li Xisheng and Li Baoping's grandfather had always preferred talismans in their early years. When the Li Zhudong sky shattered and fell to the ground, the great suppression of Qi practitioners disappeared, and the old man quickly reached the Nascent Soul realm.

Wei Benyuan likes to refine elixirs, but he has never been able to break the bottleneck of golden elixirs. He continued to refine elixirs in this paradise-like place for more than twenty years, and the old man was not in a hurry.

Later, Li Baoping traveled here and paid a visit. She brought two talismans belonging to her eldest brother Li Xisheng to Grandpa Wei. They were the Pill Formation Talisman and the Niwan Talisman, both of which were made of cyan Taoist talisman paper. The former talisman is like a blessed land with golden clouds flowing, and the latter is like a lotus altar filled with purple energy. This is a return gift to thank the old man for helping to protect the Tao. Wei Benyuan could give it to "Peach Bud", who was born in a very good family, to help her successfully form elixirs, and then she would have a smooth journey to the upper five realms.

Bai Shang glanced at Tao Ya who was still kept in the dark, "Senior Brother Wei, it's a pity."

A pun.

That is to say, Tao Ya missed the blessings of the small town and failed to stand out from the younger generation and become the winner with the greatest profit. Because according to the arrangement of the old man in the backyard of the Yang family medicine shop, among the young generation of the town in the "Jiazi test", the demon clan will definitely occupy a place, just like the woman in front of him, Tao Ya, she is the most promising one.

In other words, Tao Ya's failure to enter the Fox Kingdom is equivalent to staying out of the family, unable to recover the memory of her past life, inheriting a broken Qingqiu ruins, and thus becoming the legitimate fox master of the world.

The old Taoist priest looked upright and carefree, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It's nothing to regret. It's just that people with good intentions lose to people with good intentions. Otherwise, the wealth will not go to outsiders."

Tao Ya was confused when she heard it, but before today, she had only heard of the term "people with a heart" once, and she remembered it deeply.

I remember that time Grandpa Wei said that she was as caring as the boy who delivered the letter.

Wei Benyuan said with a smile: "Blessings in the world come in different sizes, and just the right amount is the best. It's enough for Taoya girl to have the fortune she has today. In the future, the level of her achievements in the Dao will depend on just taking one step at a time."

Among the three thousand words of Taozu, there is a saying that "the virtue is thicker than that of a child". And Ya Sheng once said something like "He who does not lose his innocent heart is called a great person".

Bai Shang asked: "How did senior brother recover his memory?"

Wei Benyuan smiled and said: "There is nothing else to do in refining elixirs in the mountains. I will remember it as I practice.

Bai Shang couldn't help but laugh. How could he be so aloof when meeting a fellow disciple from the same lineage?

Wei Benyuan, the head of the Wei family, is the "ego". The "true self" is the ancient Taoist person whose real name is Wang Min and whose Tao name is Boyang.

Just like the blind Taoist Jia Sheng, the coachman who was busy in vain, and the scholar Chen Zhuoliu, these three people are all the "ego" of Chen Qingliu, the man who killed the dragon.

But there are some differences between Wang Min and Chen Qingliu. The Taoist priest's ego may actually be an adult. The true self may be a villain.

As one of the unnamed disciples of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou, Taoist Wang Min. According to legend, this man who loved to observe the precepts and travel to the five capitals was a man of great attainment. He once went to sea to visit immortals according to his master's decree.

It's just that he once had a discussion with Zou Zi and lost. Wang Min, who was determined not to be limited by Yin Yang and the Five Elements, lost miserably. This person's Taoist heart was stuck in the mud and he couldn't extricate himself.

The discussion on the top of the mountain may seem illusory, but in fact it is far more dangerous than the seemingly life-and-death fighting between the monks.

The price for losing that debate on Taoism was that Taoist priest Wang Min had to stay in Lizhu Cave for life after life, with the earth as a prison.

Wei Benyuan sighed: "In fact, this journey is not in vain. In the rolling world of mortals, I cultivate my true potential, cultivate my ambitions, stay simple and simple, and only follow the Tao."

Bai Shang smiled and said: "Sure enough, refining elixirs and drawing talismans is not as good as practicing swordsmanship."

Wei Benyuan glared and said, "Why are you talking to senior brother?"

Bai Shang said: "They are all anonymous."

Wei Benyuan asked: "Do you regret leaving your hometown?"

Bai Shang shook his head and said, "A woman is afraid of marrying the wrong man and entering the wrong profession. If she can't afford it, don't go to the gambling table."

Wei Benyuan nodded and took Bai Shang with him into the study. An unusually large desk was covered with long bamboo strips, like a long curled green snake.

Bai Shang glanced at it and quickly realized the mystery. The shapes of the bamboo blocks were almost exactly the same, but they were engraved with different numbers, from one to more than nine hundred.

Bai Shang asked: "Why not start from the beginning and arrange them in order?"

After looking at it carefully, Bai Shang was finally sure that the numbers on the bamboo were chaotic and there was no pattern at all.

Wei Benyuan stroked his beard and said seriously: "This is a difficult problem assigned to me by Senior Brother Qingjun. There is only one reminder. Senior Brother asked me why I occasionally feel that certain scenes seem familiar."

Bai Shang thought for a moment, stared at the densely packed bamboo strips on the table, and said slowly: "What Senior Brother Qingjun means is that the passage of time is not one-way, so there can be no talk of downstream or countercurrent. ? Assuming that each piece of bamboo is a certain me at different times, most people will think that the me today is the successor of yesterday’s me, and the me tomorrow is the continuation of today’s me. As a cultivator, no matter how bold you are, it’s just that It is assumed that life is a journey of going upstream and turning the pages upside down. But if we follow Brother Qingjun’s explanation, the journey of life is completely disordered. The me of yesterday may be neighbors to the me of tomorrow, and the me of tomorrow may be the same as someone the year before last. Am I a neighbor in the future? It makes sense to predict the future. The sage said that things have their origins and things have their beginnings and ends. If you know the order of things, you will have a shortcut and a place to stay. But in this case, there are two questions that must be answered. The only solution is to solve it. First, in the past and present life, we got together and dispersed at the same time. Is it really the impermanence of destiny? Then there is our memory..."

Wei Benyuan quickly interrupted Bai Shang's words and sighed sincerely: "The way of sword is indeed a shortcut."

Wu Yuan is the first county magistrate in the history of Huaihuang County. He is the second serious official position after the kiln affairs supervisor. As one of the county government officials, Fu Yu, a son of an aristocratic family, once accompanied Wu County Magistrate on Fulu Street. I bumped into a lot of soft nails with Taoye Lane and suffered a lot of cowardice.

It is only said that the Ministry of Rites of the imperial court once issued a secret official document to the county government, requiring Wu Yuan to open up the Laoci Mountain into a Wenchang Pavilion and transform the immortal tomb into a martial arts temple when he took office. Lao Cishan belongs to the Liu family on Fulu Street, and the Wei family occupies the largest area of ​​the Immortal Tomb. As a result, Wu Yuan failed to accomplish these two things. This was also the reason why Wu Yuan left sadly later. There could be many reasons. The four surnames and the ten tribes were too exclusive, strong dragons could not suppress local snakes, and so on, but Da Li respected things. If you don't succeed, you can't do it. You only look at the results. Therefore, during the Beijing inspection plan, the official department's evaluation of Wu Yuan was extremely low.

Fu Yu once fought against Magistrate Wu, but the threshold here was higher than that of Yichi Lane and Chier Street in the capital.

Later, Yuan Zhengding, who was as busy as a spinning top every day, and Cao Gengxin, the superintendent who claimed to be diligent and never greedy for drinks, cooperated with the two sons of the Shangzhu Kingdom to pry open the monolithic four-surname and ten clans. , helped the court really open up the situation here. They were two peers who started their official career in Old Longzhou. Now, in terms of official reputation, they are about the same, and in terms of career, they are both on the same level.

The fun of the children in the small town is to listen to the old people telling old stories in the shade of the old locust tree that looks like a big umbrella, and to wait for the elders to lift the bamboo basket with watermelons from the iron lock well. Running across the stone arch bridge across the stream, the children have long been accustomed to the rusty old sword, fishing on the bumpy green cow's back, or taking off their pants and bare buttocks in the summer Jump into the pool and go to the old porcelain mountain to pick and choose. When you step on it, it will creak. The broken words and pictures on the broken porcelain pieces are like talking or singing in the street. Hide and seek in the alley, go to the immortal tomb to fly kites and catch crickets, have snowball fights and build snowmen in winter, play house games of who will marry who, and carry the sedan chair with your hands. Every time the smoke curls up, the elders of each family stand and stand. Voices calling for someone to eat at the door kept coming and going.

As they get older, when the children gradually become young and strong, they may follow their parents to work in the fields. However, most of them go to the Long Kiln outside the town to serve as apprentices and then become kiln workers. They are talented and skilled. Okay, if you endure it, there is still hope of becoming the master fireman of a dragon kiln. The salary will be doubled. The owner of the kiln may have to look at their face. In a small town, this is a huge salary. When he is about middle-aged, he takes on a disciple, and when he becomes a disciple, he takes on another disciple, and he is probably an old man.

And those girls who carry bamboo baskets to pick wild vegetables by the waterside may take off their embroidered shoes, and their smooth and white feet will leave a series of shallow footprints on the soft soil between the fields. Then one day they get married and have their own children. They may go to school for a few years, and when they are young, they go to the fields to help work, herd cattle, drive ducks, or go to the dragon kiln to serve the legendary emperor. Children make porcelain.

The five biggest opportunities in the town in the past were closely related to the Five Elements Theory founded by Zou Zi, a Yin-Yang master in China.

His Royal Highness Gao Xuan, the prince of the Gao family in Yiyang of the Great Sui Dynasty, received a golden carp with Taoist meanings, and an additional Dragon King basket. Obtained from Li Er. Symbolizes war.

Zhao Yao, Fulu Street, was the school boy who lived next to Mr. Qi Jingchun at the school in the past. From his study room, he found a wooden dragon-shaped paperweight. It's hard to put the finishing touches on something passed down from ancestors.

The little loach that Gu Can kept in the water tank in Mud Ping Alley. It was obtained from Chen Ping'an's fishing in the ditch in the field and passed on to the little slug on the side.

Ruan Xiu's fire dragon bracelet was forged in her own shop by the stream. The girl in green with a ponytail, every time she hit it with a hammer, bright sparks suddenly flew out in the room. , magnificent, like a star map, and finally condensed into a bright red bracelet shaped like a dragon's tail, entwined around the girl's wrist. It's like "made in heaven".

The four-legged snake in the courtyard of Song Jixin and his maid Zhigui took the initiative to go to Mud Bottle Alley to identify with Song Jixin. It was naturally afraid of Wang Zhu and did not dare to approach the boy with straw sandals next door. Just because Wang Zhu was the last incarnation of a true dragon in the world, and Chen Ping'an was the one who had secretly formed a contract with him, it naturally did not dare to cause trouble. Later in Shujian Lake, Tanxue, a water dragon who grew up from a "little loach", was afraid of Chen Pingan. At that time, the girl did not dare to rely on her realm and wanted to kill Chen Pingan. There were three reasons. First, Chen Pingan was in a certain sense. She was her first owner. She just didn’t have time to walk to the ancestral house on Mu Ping Lane to “settle down” and couldn’t complete a formal ceremony, which was like signing and monogramming the land deed. She was quickly given to Gu Can. Secondly, she is very clear about Chen Pingan's status in the mind of the master Gu Can, but the most important thing is that Chen Pingan and the real dragon king Zhu have signed an equal contract. Provoking Chen Pingan is provoking Wang Zhu. Tanxue, who belongs to the dragon genus, naturally does not dare to do the following.

However, Chen Ping'an, whose life was as thin as paper and unable to keep good luck, was able to catch this "loach", which was also related to the box of rouge buried in the alley outside the door of his ancestral home.

The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth both support and restrain each other, and each has its own assistance and suppression.

But when they get the five biggest fortunes on the table, the five of them completely lose the possibility of becoming half of one.

There is no thickness in the circulation of Heaven's way, and it is impossible for anyone to get an advantage and still take advantage of it.

This is one of the lowest rules set by Old Man Yang of the drug store. In addition, almost every young generation in the small town has different ways of rising and falling incense and winning and losing.

For example, Hu Feng, his grandfather was Cai Daohuang who opened a wedding shop, the owner of Matching Mountain Engagement Shop, and was once in charge of marriages in the world.

Because Cai Daohuang is one of the living gods, he may be one of the first beings to notice Qingtong Tianjun's plan.

On the premise of not violating the rules and not offending one of the twelve high-ranking gods, Cai Daohuang tried his best to let Hu Feng take the upper hand and plan for his descendants Daoliang.

When his grandson was a child, Cai Daohuang began to repeatedly tell Hu Feng that he was not allowed to pick up money from the ground. He should not ask for help when encountering problems. He had no choice but to ask for help. If he owed a favor, he must pay it off as soon as possible. It is even better to pay back more. . But you can ask for more "happy money". For example, when someone is getting married, you can stop the road and ask for a red envelope, but don't forget to say a few auspicious words, be kind to others, and build good relationships. If the neighbors have something to do, they go to help. If someone needs to watch the funeral, the old man will let Hu Feng stay in the mourning hall overnight. He must be sincere and not sleepy. He must wait until dawn before going home. You must not give up halfway, otherwise it is better not to help than to help, and not to enter the mourning hall in the first place. One day every year, the old man would take Hu Feng to kowtow at the Immortal Tomb. Unstoppable, rain or shine.

But the old man didn't know that when Hu Feng got the cicada and put it in his pocket, Hu Feng had already quit the gambling table from that moment on.

Before that, Hu Feng's popularity was already high enough, ranking among the top three. If he could proceed step by step, Hu Feng would most likely reach the top.

Zhu Lu, of the Li family on Fulu Street, actually had a huge first-mover advantage, but at a certain moment, she lost all her bets to Li Baozhen.

Tao Ya, the maid of the Wei family in Taoye Lane, has been steadily raising her stakes. A certain Lu family member was extremely popular when he almost beat Liu Xianyang to death in a strange alley.

Kiln fires at the entrances of thirty-six dragon kilns. An old porcelain mountain. Peach trees on both sides of Peach Leaf Lane. Longxu River and Tiefu River.

As for the archway building commonly known as Crab Fang, it is actually one of the nine majestic town buildings in the world, the real sword town building.

The mountain range winds up and ends up shaped like a dragon, unable to stretch its trunk.

The Qilong Lane is located at the top of the steps. There are two small water pools not far away from each other. The old man in the town said that it is a pair of dragon eyes. According to this statement, the Qilong Lane with 122 steps is a pair of small water pools. The dragon's neck was cut off, and the street next to the pond was called the stove tip by the people.

At the entrance of Baoxi kiln, one of the many dragon kilns outside the town, the kiln head master's surname is Yao. I don't know his name, and he has no relatives in the town. The old man is old-fashioned, unsmiling, and extremely strict with his apprentices. Liu Xianyang, who entered the dragon kiln later, On the contrary, he became an apprentice earlier than the boy from Mu Ping Alley who went to the kiln entrance first. Moreover, Chen Ping'an failed to catch the eyes of old man Yao in the end. He was always an apprentice, not a disciple who entered the family.

"Master Yao", "Medicine Buddha".

Dongbaopingzhou, the leader of Dongfang Jingliuli World.

Whether it is clay sculpture or casting, whether it is gilded or painted, the appearance of the face is very important. In addition to this, there is also the importance of placing gold, silver, scriptures and other objects in the statue, or writing to support people.

There was an orphan from Mubo Alley who often went to the immortal tomb and kowtowed to the three Bodhisattva statues. This child carried a basket on his back and went up the mountain to collect herbs, and wore out pairs of poor straw sandals that he had knitted by himself. Back then, the child who would be looked down upon and poked in the spine with gossip every day only thought that Bodhisattva was easy to find, but herbs on the mountain were hard to find.

Many years later, everything has come to light. There was a middle-aged monk who set foot here for the first time. He once took a look at the completely new world of the immortal cemetery and sang a Buddha's song to make endless wishes.

Nowadays, on the desk on the first floor of the bamboo building at Jiling Peak in Luolu Mountain, there are several pens made of different materials, both porcelain and wood. They are filled with bamboo bookmarks. On each bamboo stick, there is an inscription Beautiful words that the owner saw and heard during his travels. These are contents that the owner of this mountain truly recognizes, including simple truths, elegant poems, and old sayings heard from hearsay.

The small bookbox Cui Cheng left to Nuanshu was filled with Buddhist classics. This is why the old man took Xiao Heitan to travel to the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, and finally chose the Xinxiang Temple in Nanyuan Capital City. The reason for resting is that the old man has sincerely worshiped the Buddha in his twilight years.

In the southeast of the town, the immortal tomb where most of the statues of the gods were dilapidated in the past and gradually blended with the soil, seemed to be coming and going. This place was later funded by the Great Li court and built into a high-standard martial arts temple. The three statues of gods have "inside their bellies" both market copper coins and gold spirit offering money.

When Cao Qinglang returned to the house where the well was located, Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "Is it going well?"

Cao Qinglang smiled and said: "His Majesty the Emperor agreed readily. She also asked me to send a message to Senior Sister Pei and go and sit with her when I have time."

Cui Dongshan asked an impossible question, "Which do you think is more difficult, being denied by everyone or being recognized by everyone?"

Cao Qinglang thought for a while, "If you add the word 'all', it will be difficult."

Cui Dongshan asked again: "Let's get rid of the word 'all'. Back then, in the county town, our husband and... Zhao Yao, for example, were completely unaware and unaware of both parties, and no external personnel did anything. Under the premise of change, one is recognized by more people and the other is rejected by more people. Which one is more difficult?"

Cao Qinglang thought seriously for a moment and said, "It's more difficult for Zhao Yao."

Cui Dongshan nodded and gave a thumbs up, "It is indeed a breath of fresh air for our poor family!"

Cao Qinglang asked in confusion: "Senior brother, why are you asking this?"

Cui Dongshan curled his lips and didn't say anything. He just muttered and cursed the old bastard for being nothing. He would even lie to "himself" if he became so cruel.

Cao Qinglang is used to it.

Cui Dongshan suddenly asked: "When did you recognize yourself, sir?"

Cao Qinglang looked confused and shook his head: "How do you know about this kind of thing?"

Cui Dongshan imitated millet grains and scratched his face.

How difficult it is to make a complete pessimist optimistic and to make a habitual self-denial recognize himself.

It's no different than climbing to heaven.

In the past, at the Qingniubei Stone Cliff by the river, Old Man Yang, who rarely went out in the backyard of the medicine shop, and the young man in white who shared the same soul as Xiuhu Cui Cheng, had a frank and honest conversation. It seems that the identity, realm and family fortune belong to the national master Cui Chan, who is the master. The young man in white who had not named himself Cui Dongshan at that time is the assistant. This means that Cui Han's mental cultivation and calculation ability on the chessboard must be much higher than that of the boy in white, and that's right.

But at that time, Old Man Yang asked a very interesting question, "Does Cui Chan from the capital also know?"

The boy in white gave a more sincere answer, "I probably don't know that."

As for Shenhun, both of them are masters among masters. There are only a handful of great monks in the world who are qualified to talk to them about this matter.

In such a question and answer, "Cui Chan" has actually revealed a lot of secrets.

This means that before that, Cui Han had already started to make plans, began to deceive himself and others, and deliberately suppressed his own computing power to hide the truth.

Otherwise, he would not be able to deceive the founders of the three religions, nor would he be able to deceive the sophisticated people in the wild world.

After that, forced by the old scholar's "ruler", Cui Dongshan took Yu Lu and Xie Xie, like Niubi Tang, and shamelessly accepted Chen Ping'an as his teacher. From then on, he fell down a generation in the lineage of literary saints, and with At the same time, Cui Dongshan was unwilling to follow in the footsteps of the old bastard and no longer be a senior brother, so he made an agreement with Pei Qian that you would be your senior sister and I would be my junior senior brother. Everyone has his own business. .

Several direct disciples of Dong Gu, the ancestral mountain of Longquan Sword Sect, Shenxiu Mountain, noticed the strange weather passing there, guessed the truth, and rushed here from their own mountain peaks, their faces full of joy. However, they were hindered by their master's stubborn temper. , just say a few words of congratulations, but if you say too much, it will make Master unhappy. Ruan Qiong walked out of the blacksmith shop, looking lofty and concise as an immortal. Facing the congratulations of his disciples, the short and muscular man did not say anything. Liu Xianyang came from the Youyi Peak, "Blacksmith Ruan, is this the immortal state? "

Ruan Qiong hummed.

The disciple asked very casually, and the master answered lightly. After all, the style of Longquan Sword Sect is very different from that of its former close neighbor, a certain mountaintop.

Liu Xianyang asked carefully: "Master, what about the position of the sect leader?"

When he took the initiative to give way to his superiors before, it was because the master and his disciples were in the same realm. I guess Blacksmith Ruan was too thin-skinned to continue squatting in the manhole without shitting. Now that he has been promoted to a higher realm, he shouldn't turn his back on him and ask for his return, right?

Ruan Qiong said angrily: "Continue to be your sect master. When you feel that your virtue is not worthy of your position, you can just give it to someone in the Yupu realm."

Being able to reach the immortal realm was due to a deal. In his early years, Ruan Qiong gave away his family Zhanlongya in exchange for an ancient swordsmanship related to forging.

However, he is still limited by his own strength and understanding. Ruan Qiong has only broken through the Yupu realm bottleneck now. It might have been Liu Xianyang or Xie Ling who would have broken through it long ago.

As for who this secret swordsmanship will be taught to by Ruan Qiong in the future, he has already made plans. He will teach it to Xu Xiaoqiao first, and then to Li Shenyuan. In short, he will teach it to Zhuo Haifeng.

Liu Xianyang immediately squinted at Xie Ling, hinting to this junior brother, don't be rebellious, be careful of the sect master's senior brother coming to clean up the family.

Xie Ling was a little panicked. He was now the only Jade Pu Realm member in the sect, but he had no interest in becoming the sect leader. He hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Liu can cultivate more Li Shenyuan of Boil Haifeng. I think that young man has the potential to be the sect leader." posture."

Ruan Qiong nodded. That young man's qualifications are good, his character is good, and he deserves to be entrusted with a big responsibility.

Xu Xiaoqiao is the current peak master of Boil Haifeng. She smiled sweetly, and was indeed a little surprised. She never thought that her master would also value the direct disciple she had just accepted.

Liu Xianyang was relieved, rubbed his hands and said, "Why don't we set up a table and have a good meal?"

Ruan Qiong began to issue orders to expel guests. He put his hands behind his back and walked to the cliff alone. He said calmly: "We'll wait until you serve the wine. Let's all go back."

Remembering something, Ruan Qiong slowed down and said without turning his head: "Since we have all moved out of Chuzhou, Xianyang, please go back and inform the Dali court that the Qi practitioner and martial artist did not hang the sword talisman. , the old rule of not being able to control the wind over mountains and small towns should be removed as soon as possible, so as not to be gossiped about and gossiped about behind our backs, saying that the shallower our Longquan Sword Sect’s background, the greater our pretensions. No matter how poor the Longquan Sword Sect is, It’s not like I can live off just a few sword talismans.”

Xie Ling didn't dare to get into trouble and made up his mind not to get involved in this matter. Dong Gu and Xu Xiaoqiao looked at each other, and they didn't dare to express their opinions. Now the issue of casting sword talismans and sending them to the Chuzhou government and Huaihuang County Yamen is mostly related to Xu Xiaoqiao In charge.

Liu Xianyang nodded, "I'll say hello to the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Punishment first, and then I'll teach that boy Chen Ping'an a lesson. I'll remind them that Luo Luoshan has restrained himself a little. He has overshadowed me and the Longquan Sword Sect, and has already angered Master Ruan. I’m not happy anymore, let him take it easy.”

Xie Ling's expression was complicated. Not many people dare to tease Shanzhu Chen like this nowadays, but Liu Xianyang is really big-hearted.

Ruan Qiong, who had already walked away, said with a smile: "If you are enshrined by Dali, it doesn't matter whether you are the chief or the lowest. As a rule, they are all under the control of the national master. It's hard to say who will wear small shoes for whom."

Liu Xianyang was speechless. Blacksmith Ruan, who couldn't beat him with a few sticks, could talk like this now. It seemed that he was really holding his breath, quite a bit.

Looking at the disciples leaving Shenxiu Mountain with swords, Ruan Qiong squatted on the edge of the cliff. Under the man's feet were the big letters written on the steep cliff.

Ruan Qiong's true eldest disciple was not Dong Gu, the later leader of the Longquan Sword Sect, but a Yuanying realm monk who was still practicing swordsmanship in Fengxue Temple.

In fact, in the early years, the group of disciples that Ruan Qiong accepted at Fengxue Temple were almost all monks in the fifth realm. At that time, Ruan Qiong had not yet taken the initiative to ask to go down the mountain to replace Qi Jingchun as the military saint in charge of the Lizhu Cave. Later, Ruan Qiong felt that a storm was about to come and the future was uncertain, so he did not let them go down the mountain. Later, Ruan Qiong broke away from the Fengxue Temple genealogy and founded the Longquan Sword Sect in the old Longzhou territory, but still did not let those disciples enter. Longquan Sword Sect.

Ruan Qiong has always had a huge shortcoming in his heart, just because among those disciples, there was a person who once had high hopes for him. This disciple was named Liu Jingzhuang. His cultivation qualifications were very average. He was very slow to break through at the Fengxue Temple. , but the young man has a very good temperament and is very interested in Ruan Qiong. He is so good that Ruan Qiong feels that it is okay to let him become a closed disciple. But in the end, this person not only severed the master-disciple relationship with Ruan Qiong, but also broke away from the Fengxue Temple genealogy. He has been missing since then, like a mud cow drowning in the sea, as if such a number one figure has never appeared in Aquarius Continent.

Although Liu Jingzhuang was a military monk from the Fengxue Temple lineage, he worked diligently and worked hard without complaining. He worked with Ruan Qiong to forge iron and swords, and never complained. In his spare time, he liked to use yarrow for divination. Later Ruan Qiong moved to the blacksmith shop in Lizhu Cave. In fact, Liu Jingzhuang bought it piece by piece in his early years. But for such a qigong practitioner, the cultivator at the top of Haoran Mountain whom he admired the most was actually Liu Qi, who was recognized as having the best monastic qualifications. He was a genius among geniuses who turned Liujin Realm into Liuren Realm.

During his career as a Taoist monk and swordsmith, Ruan Qiong had almost no regrets in his life. If he really cared about it, there were only two things. The first one was that he ignored Liu Jingzhuang's Taoist heart.

According to the Fengxue Temple genealogy record, Liu Jingzhuang's ancestors can be traced back to the Liu family of Shenshui Kingdom, the same Shenshui Kingdom where Wei Bo served as the Lord of Beiyue Mountain.

Ruan Qiong turned his head and looked at Piyun Mountain.

As the smallest continent in the world, Aquarius Continent has only one military commander in the history of the Zhongtu Martial Arts Temple, but his time as a priest was very short. This person is Zhang Ping, the famous general of Shenshui Kingdom, who is now the City God of Chuzhou City God Temple. Gaoping. Zhang Ping and Wei Bo, a heroic spirit worshiped by a martial arts temple who once enjoyed the world's incense, has become the landlord of the Mantou Mountain near Hongzhu Town. However, the earthly prince who had a fragmented golden body and was demoted to the Qidun Mountain fell into the same fate as the Liu family of the Shenshui Kingdom and became a low-level subordinate in the Shanshui officialdom. His former colleagues who could see each other just by raising their eyes were really A pair of incompetent brothers.

As the Great Li Beiyue, Piyun Mountain governs the territory, including the Tiefu River.

The first Water Goddess who was enthroned by the imperial court was a maid named Yang Hua who was beside Queen Da Li's Nan Hairpin in her early years.

She is now the Changchun Marquis of Qidu.

Life floats like dust on the road, like poplar flowers and thousands of duckweeds in the water.

At that time, the cultural fortune of Shenshui was prosperous, especially in the northern half of the continent with his farewell poems. He often borrowed objects to express his ambitions, and poplars were like catkins. According to the explanation of the word, Yang and Liu are also those who raise.

Ruan Qiong is still not sure who Yang Hua is the reincarnation of the old Shenshui Kingdom, nor is he sure whether his disciple Liu Jingzhuang has any connection with Yang Hua.

Outside of the sword forging, it was a mess.

As Ruan Qiong's favorite disciple in his heart, Liu Jingzhuang, after his brothers continued to improve their realm, especially when Ruan Qiong himself reached the upper five realms, unknowingly, Liu Jingzhuang, who was already at the bottom of his realm, without any warning, one time During the seclusion, he seemed to have gone crazy. If Ruan Xiu hadn't noticed something was wrong and came to the rescue, then Brother Liu, who would change his mind as soon as he came out of seclusion, would have made a big mistake with disastrous consequences. After that, Liu Jingzhuang, who believed that there was no hope for his spiritual practice in this life, sadly left Fengxue Temple. Ruan Qiong did not stop him because he knew he could not stop him.

Later in the town, Ruan Qiong once explained to his daughter why he only let the boy from Mu Bottle Lane do part-time work.

The reason was that he didn't want her to see the second Senior Brother Liu.

This was also the real reason why Ruan Qiong was unwilling to accept Chen Pingan as a formal apprentice at the pawnshop.

Ruan Qiong has occasionally wondered over the years, if he had thought less and not been afraid of making mistakes, Xiuxiu would have stayed, and the one who followed Zhou Mi to the sky in the end would have been Li Liu?

Ruan Qiong took out a pot of wine, which was a local brew he bought from a small town in his early years. The unshaven man took a sip of wine.

Regret cannot be eaten as food, but it can be drank as wine.

Those four big characters are carved on the cliff.

From top to bottom, it is the divine show.

From bottom to top, the God of Show opens the sky.

I remember that the young Taoist priest who set up a fortune-telling stall once gave Xiu Xiu a fortune.

The signature is an ancient saying that seems to be deliberately mystical, "Don't open up the sky for people, but open up the sky for heaven. Opening the sky will lead to virtue, and opening up people will lead to thieves."

Ruan Qiong remembered the last time he and Xiu Xiu had dinner at the same table. Xiu Xiu said something lightly, saying that she had met Senior Brother Liu.

Ruan Qiong didn't ask any more questions at that time.

But later, Wenhai Zhoumi and Ruan Xiu left hand in hand.

There were once 600 households in Huaihuang County, with large and small streets criss-crossing each other. There are actually quite a few narrower alleys than the Mud Ping Alley. If you go to Suolongjing to fetch water from the Mud Ping Alley, If you can take a shortcut, you will pass by this place. The two walls are facing each other, the eaves are low, the sunlight cannot reach it, and it is dark. Chen Pingan often visited this place when he was young, especially in the cold winter, when the ground in the dark alleys was frozen and no one was around, Chen Pingan would first put the bucket at one end of the alley, just like that Pushing forward, he took a few steps back, rushed forward, slid sideways through the alley, and finally met the barrel filled with water at the end of the alley.

Later, Chen Pingan took Chen Lingjun for a walk in the town. When they passed by this place, they saw a well at the entrance of the alley. The water in the well was small and shallow, only enough for a few nearby households to draw water. Chen Pingan was once regarded as a water thief and was scolded.

There was a vegetable garden with poor soil beside the well, and while chatting and taking a walk, Chen Lingjun walked out for more than ten steps before suddenly thinking about something.

The owner of the mountain actually stole vegetables from the vegetable garden when he was a child? ! Otherwise, how could the mountain owner know that the vegetables in the garden taste astringent?

Chen Ping'an didn't deny anything at that time. Instead, he just told the boy in Tsing Yi not to spread the news.

This is an admission that I did steal things when I was young.

Think back to those days.

In the night, a black cat wanders around Xinghua Lane all year round. Its body is pitch black and it is hard to tell whether it is a domestic cat or a wild cat. It walks lightly and silently on the roof of Yang's medicine shop.

It looked through the patio at the old man puffing away smoke in the backyard.

Old Man Yang said: "Fellow Taoist priests from the temple, you are already here, why don't you come in and talk for a while? You can't hide your words outside the courtyard."

The black cat, who was called "fellow Taoist of the temple" by the old man, first shook his head gently, then nodded like a human, jumped up, and landed on the bench under the eaves.

The old blind man from the wild Shiwanda Mountains contributed a lot in the battle to reach the sky. Because he was dissatisfied with the subsequent internal strife, he felt that the world was not much better after it had been turned upside down. He was extremely disappointed, but as a human monk, he chose to stay. In the wild world not far from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I once cut off my eyes and threw them into the vast mountains and rivers outside the wild world. They turned into two wild cats, one black and one white, wandering around the world, coldly watching the changes in the world. .

However, the old blind man has not collected these two "visions" for thousands of years. Too lazy to look, out of sight out of mind.

One of the black cats now often follows Ma Kuxuan, and the other white cat was supposed to stay in Qing Ming Tianxia, ​​but somehow ended up running away to Donghaiguan Taoist Temple.

The wild cat had just arrived here from that alley, and a skinny boy as black as coal took advantage of the darkness to steal some vegetables and return to Mud Bottle Alley. His feet were weak and his back was covered with sweat.

Old Man Yang seemed to know what he saw, and said calmly: "It finally looks a little human."

The wild cat squatted on the bench, combing its shiny fur with its paws, raised its head, and stared at the old man with its dark eyes.

Old Man Yang just squinted his eyes and stared at the scene on the ground in the courtyard. There were countless incense sticks. Each stick of incense was the incense of someone in the town. The bottom of the well was covered with incense ash, layer after layer, year after year.

But in the black cat's eyes, there was nothing in the courtyard.

It put down its paws, leaned against the bench, and asked with its eyes the old man who used to be in charge of men on earth and immortals on earth.

Qi Jingchun chose the book boy Zhao Yao?

not necessarily. Probably just the opposite.

not necessarily? Otherwise, why would Qi Jingchun start telling Zhao Yao so early on that the child should pay attention to forming good relationships in ordinary places?

Qi Jingchun knew that he couldn't see through my rules, so he didn't want to delve into the matter, fearing that it would be self-defeating and not beautiful.

You chose this orphan from Mudbottle Alley?

No. Life is as thin as paper, he can't afford it, and I'm not worth it. Fellow Daoist Zhishi, believe it or not, ever since I taught him the breath-taking technique, he has already left one foot off the gaming table.

Is there a "but"?

Yes, "but" God will not give up on those who strive for self-improvement. The gambling table I set up is not a mountain climbing exercise for monks. There are no qualifications or background requirements, so there is no distinction between superior and inferior.

In the courtyard in the sight of the old man, a stick of incense was inserted into the pile of incense ashes. The firelight flickered and the incense mist rose. Some incense was about to burn out, but the incense mist was extremely low. Some incense seemed to have just been lit, but the incense mist was extremely low. High, just a little short of the entrance to the patio. Some of the incense mist dispersed and could not be retained, and fell into other incense. Some of the mist dispersed and remained undisturbed, like a canopy, like a canopy that blocked the wind and rain, sheltering some incense with slightly bright sparks and half-darkness. However, some cigarettes were It is condensed into a line and floats straight up to the heights. Some incense sticks tilt to the side, resisting the nearby incense sticks and about to burn out the latter. The scenes are different.

It was raining heavily, and Song Jixin was blocked when he returned to Mud Bottle Alley. A skinny and much shorter boy of his age strangled his neck with his hands. The tall boy had his back against the wall, unable to resist.

The straw-shoe boy's eyes were red, his five fingers were like hooks, and he strangled his neighbor's neck. He stared hard at Song Jixin, who had tricked him into breaking his oath, and hated this peer who had no worries about food and clothing but still harmed others. In the heavy rain, there were tears on the faces of the two teenagers. One was filled with hatred and anger, the other was filled with fear and regret.

At the entrance of the Baoxi kiln, one day the sissy who was responsible for keeping watch over the kiln fire was sitting alone on the bench. It rained heavily. The man just watched the rain. When he came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that the kiln fire had stopped. This means that nearly half of the harvest at the entrance of the Baoxi kiln has been wasted. From Master Yao to all the kiln workers, they will all regret his dereliction of duty, and will be held accountable by the officials from the Kiln Supervision and Construction Department afterwards. This The timid man named Su Han was so frightened that he ran away after digging such a big basket. He didn't dare to tell anyone. He hid in the mountains while the heavy rain hit his face and body. It hurts, as if every drop of rain is a whipping.

All the young and strong men at the entrance of the kiln were chasing him, searching the mountain. When the heavy rain stopped, they lit torches one by one.

Liu Xianyang was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, and the tall young man was holding a torch. After holding it in for a long time, he still couldn't help but said to the old man next to him, "Old man Yao, otherwise, let's just forget it?"

Old Man Yao was walking on the muddy mountain road, making a mark with each step, and said something strange to the tall boy, forget it? Why don't you forget it and put it on your head?

Liu Xianyang grinned, "Okay, then I owe you. I will help him pay back the money in the future." After a moment of silence, Liu Xianyang added, Chen Pingan and I returned it together.

This is called sharing blessings and sharing hardships. He is good at making money, and Chen Ping'an is good at saving money. I believe that the two of them can eventually pay off this stupid debt.

After all, it is a life. That sissy still had a bad mouth and was slapped by Liu Xianyang, but after careful inspection, she didn't seem to have done anything harmful.

In this posture tonight, why don't you beat him to death if you catch him? Old man Yao is famous for not recognizing his relatives and accepting death.

Old Man Yao said in a low voice with an expressionless face, "You are asking for it all. People are here to pay off debts in this life. If you can't avoid it, you should pay it off as soon as possible."

Liu Xianyang didn't hear it clearly, but he probably heard it clearly. The tall young man at that time was simple-minded and wouldn't take it seriously.

In the dark night, there was a sudden thunder and lightning. Su Han, who was in a state of confusion, looked at the skinny young man who walked out from behind the tree with the light that seemed to be given by God. The latter silently shook his head and stretched out his fingers. It seemed to show him a way out.

The spineless poor like to make fun of people who are poorer than themselves, and they are probably talking about people like Su Han.

But the person who let him go that night was the boy he usually liked to provoke and bully the most. His surname was Chen, he was taciturn and a dull gourd who couldn't fight back or scolded him.

But the man was caught in the end, and the sissy was tied back to the dragon kiln. In fact, she was not beaten to death on the spot. It was said that her muscles and bones were broken for a hundred days, not to mention the person whose hands and feet were broken. She almost died lying on the bed. It lasted for half a year. The kiln workers and apprentices who were supposed to take turns taking care of the sissy all regarded this work as hard work, which did not earn them half a copper coin and was tiring. The key was that the room was full of stinking filth, mixed with the smell of boiling medicine. , was really suffering, so they each found their own reasons, or simply didn't find any excuses, leaving Chen Ping'an busy. The result was that the two people who hated each other the most at the entrance of the kiln, one was lying on the hospital bed, and the other was sitting on the bed. On the bench, they were just silent, and both sides often didn't say a word. One stared blankly at the old window paper that no one would replace if it was missing. It was really not beautiful, and the other was skilled in taking the medicine. Helping the sissy to feed her, she acted like a mute, practicing the drawing position over and over again.

Old man Yao went there once and asked Su Han if he had any grievances and if he wanted to leave Long Kiln and make a living elsewhere. The sissy grinned, shook her head with difficulty, and pulled at the wound, which was uglier than a ghost.

In fact, the sissy had a delicate mind and knew that if she didn't receive this beating and a severe beating, the owner of the kiln would definitely not be able to get around him, and even a hundred deaths would not be enough to compensate for his miserable life.

So Old Man Yao is helping him.

Liu Xianyang couldn't stand the smell, so he would sit on the threshold and call sissy a lot of nasty things, and then call Chen Ping'an a bad person. No one lying or sitting in the room said anything back, and no one dared to follow When Liu Xianyang quarrels, one of them is indifferent.

But as long as Liu Xianyang is not at the door, the sissy's injury is a little better at first, and she has a little energy, and she will curse the heaven and the earth in a low voice, scolding God for not opening his eyes, and when she gets angry, she starts to curse loudly. The young man named Chen was a bitch who had a father but no mother. Later, he got tired of scolding, and quarreling had to be enjoyable only by scolding each other. It was really not interesting to have a fight with a young man who never talked to each other. Later, the sissy thing gradually stopped. One time, the sissy was really frustrated, so she asked the boy what he thought, but he didn't say anything back. Are you really not angry? Or is it because he has been scolded by his neighbors since he was a child? , but feel uncomfortable all over? The young man was silent for a long time with a dark face, and then he said something sincere. When you recover from your illness and can work in the fields one day, I will give you a few big mouths. If I don't stop your stinky mouth that is full of shit, A few teeth, I will take your surname... The sissy who had managed to survive the death sentence did not get angry when she heard this. She smiled so hard that she guessed that she had scratched a wound, so she grinned.

Later, Sissy was able to get out of bed and walk, but she still needed to recover from her injuries. When men go out occasionally, it is always the kind of weather that is about to rain. When they meet kiln workers on the road, sissies still have the habit of raising their orchid fingers or stroking their hair on the sideburns, and others will laugh at them like "dog". He couldn't change his habit of eating shit, so he teased her face to face. The sissy girl didn't take it seriously before, but now she looked sad. Su Han was walking alone on the road, and would either slap himself in the face, or secretly stretch out his left hand and hold on to his right hand. I don’t know what I’m thinking.

There was only one real chat between him and the boy from Mud Bottle Lane, just once. The sissy chattered about ten sentences, and the boy could only say one.

And from the beginning to the end, the boy only said one thing that could be considered a good thing. It was true, he said that the sissy's paper cut was very beautiful.

Finally, Sissy, who seemed to be in a good mood, asked the boy why he was the first one to see him on the mountain, but didn't report it to Master Yao and the others?

The skinny boy's answer couldn't be more truthful. You are cowardly. If you are captured and beaten to death, even if you become a ghost, you will definitely not dare to seek revenge from others, only me.

The sissy laughed happily, and when she finally stopped laughing, she first fed her, called the boy's name, and then asked a question, is this considered a good person without good rewards?

The boy didn't say anything.

But that day, the sissy stabbed his neck with scissors, rolled up the quilt, and seemed to be hiding inside, not wanting anyone to see the ugly state of his death. Anyway, he died so quietly.

On the day Su Han died, the sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky.

At that time, Chen Ping'an was not very sentimental. He just took Liu Xianyang to wake up the sissy. The young man just couldn't understand two things. If the sissy was so afraid of pain, why wasn't he afraid of death? How could such a timid person dare to poke a big hole in his neck with a pair of scissors? Sissies can only die with one word. But the words that the kiln worker left behind when he came to the house were just ordinary gossip, light and airy, worse than cotton wool. It stands to reason that the sissy has been able to listen to cocoon for a long time in his life, so why did he suddenly suffer from it? No more?

No matter what, when Chen Pingan met the swordsman wearing a bamboo hat later, the latter casually said a truth without saying anything behind his back, and the young man silently remembered it.

Not only did Chen Ping'an, who didn't understand a few principles, cherish them very much, but he knew very early on that sometimes one sentence could really kill someone.

There are dozens of mountains stretching to the west, some are high and some are low, some are large and some are small, but there are only a few hills with three points of water in their names, and there is only the smallest hill close to the town. There is a record in the archives of the Kiln Supervisory Office that it is called Yishan. Of course, the Ministry of Rites of the Dali Imperial Court also had a more obscure name, Zhenzhu Mountain. Yishan, the name of the mountain carries water, and it is also very fussy. Su Han liked it very much. Moreover, he was timid by nature and was most afraid of ghosts in his life. So before he was alive, he actually thought about where he would be buried after death. To "settlement" there, you can try to be as close to the town as possible. The hill is barren and overgrown with weeds. There are not even many trees suitable for chopping down for firewood, so almost no one from the small town climbs the hill. He is dying. After that, there is no need to scold him. It is a small grave, hidden among the weeds, and will not disturb anyone's eyes. This is really the best thing.

A man eats earth for his whole life, and earth eats a man once.

Rest in peace.

Su Han is buried here.

Zhenzhu Mountain was finally bought by Chen Ping'an for only one gold and copper coin.

At that time, Chen Pingan did not think deeply about why it must be the Spring Festival coin among the three types of gold and copper coins.

This is fate. A good beginning and a good ending.

One is Chen Pingan, who is least afraid of ghosts, and the other is the sissy who is least afraid of Chen Pingan.

Later, in Sudian, a girl named Yanzhi, together with Shi Lingshan from Taoye Lane, became Old Man Yang's apprentice and usually worked as a miscellaneous person in the drug store.

She is Su Han's niece.

After becoming a master and apprentice, after a certain boxing lesson, the old man sat in the backyard and puffed away. It was rare for him to talk a few more words that had nothing to do with martial arts.

The old man asked: "You learned boxing and you want to repay your kindness?"

Su Dian nodded.

"Are you going to help your uncle pay off his debt?"

Su Dian still nodded.

"Aside from repaying debts and repaying kindness?"

"My uncle and I both think he is a truly good man."

"Your uncle Su Han, the word "drought" is easy to understand. It means it is not raining. Meng Tong, who has only been studying for a few days in the school, knows the meaning. "Dryness without rain and sunshine is drought."

The old man then used a dry tobacco stick to write a word in the air. Su Dian, who had never read a book, naturally did not recognize it at all, but the girl guessed the answer.

"But the word 'Su' has many more meanings. The ancient word 'Su' is a pictographic character, which means to lift the fish with branches or straw through the gills. And the shape of the character has the appearance of drooping whiskers."

There are two meanings here. Just one surname has revealed Su Han's situation and... origin.

A waterless fish suspended by its gills cannot reach the heavens or the earth. This is punishment and suffering. The rain master was relegated to sink into the dust, like a rain dragon's whiskers hanging to the ground. This is where it comes from.

"The surname is a good surname, but it's a pity that the name is wrong. A certain old scholar's military discussion article once had the phrase "Those who are Su Ren will die", which means the word "Su" means "orientation"."

When a fish leaves the water and comes ashore, it is not really put to death. As long as it returns to the water, it can be resurrected. Therefore, resurrection from the dead is called resuscitation. This also involves the so-called Buddhist concept of retreat. If we say that turning back is the end, what if we turn around again? Doesn’t it mean that the fish is already in the water, but it is just suffering and dissatisfied? That's why Su Han chose the entrance of Baoxi kiln where Old Man Yao was in charge among dozens of dragon kilns.

The priest brings rain, and the rain master burns fire. The female rain master, the male body Su Han.

After suffering all kinds of hardships, you will finally be liberated. Use a boat to cross by yourself, don't ask for help from outside.

God helps those who help themselves.

When Su Dian was learning boxing in Yashan, Qingmingtianxia, ​​he accidentally saw a collection of poems, which happened to contain a poem about praying for rain in Yishan.

Although there is a foot of snow in the sky, it will not save the drought in spring and summer. Screams are heard all over the land, and dragons and dragons fight all night long with singing and dancing... There are constants in the movement of water in the heaven and earth, and there are no irregularities in the comings and goings year after year...

Unconsciously, Su Dian's face was filled with tears. She raised her head and looked at the rain curtain outside the window. She whispered, "This is God."

On this day, the black cat visited Yang's medicine shop again, jumped off the ridge of the roof, and landed gently on the bench. Just now in an alley, Hu Feng got the cicada.

This young man who walks around the streets has liked to go to Lao Porcelain Mountain with Dong Shuijing since he was a child to pick up the broken pieces of porcelain that he likes. The occasional gains are like picking up a piece of gold from a dung heap.

The one you chose is the brat wearing crotchless pants who poops and pees randomly?

Old Yang shook his head, thinking of Li Huai. There was a rare smile on the old man's dry and wrinkled face.

Li Huai is the only exception. He has never been dragged into the gambling table by the old man from the beginning. Even Li Huai's natal porcelain was bought by the old man and then returned to the child.

But this does not mean that Li Huai's existence is not important. On the contrary, Li Huai is to a large extent arranged by Heaven and is responsible for "conferring gods", similar to the current Fengzheng. This child distributes opportunities. At the same time, , Li Huai can stay out of the matter again.

When a girl in a red cotton jacket ran out of school in a hurry, she led Uncle Li to find Li Huai.

This made Li Huai, who was wearing crotchless pants, immediately fall in love with this eccentric classmate. At that moment, Li Baoping, the stick of incense in the backyard of the drug store, instantly rose up a lot.

In the Mud Bottle Alley, two people with very different identities and realms bowed to each other.

After the huge incident at the covered bridge, there was an unknown question and answer.

"Mr. Qi, is this really a good thing for him?"

The scholar with frosty temples was silent and feeling guilty.

He once carved a seal and presented it to his junior disciple, Chen Shiyi, who was acting as a disciple.

The girl in green clothes sitting on the edge of the blue stone cliff, eating cakes, looked at the boy in straw sandals whom she met for the first time.

Food is the most important thing for the people, and the greedy girl seemed to have seen the most delicious food in the world, and she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Because she is a practitioner, she saw the boy first, and then the boy with very good eyesight who was different from ordinary people saw her.

In the end, the boy traveled far away again and again, and the former girl finally ascended to heaven and left.

The Longquan sword sect removed mountains and created a Hoan Kiem Lake.

The boy once left his hometown and returned to his hometown, and brought a gift to Miss Ruan, who helped look after the home and nursing home.

It was the first time that Chen Ping'an went on a long trip, and it was not in vain. When he returned home, there was a girl in a pink skirt and a boy in Tsing Yi beside him.

Maybe the fine tradition of mountain owners going out to "pick people up and bring them home" started at that time?

Later, when I went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the first time and returned from Tongyezhou, there was a little black tan next to me.

I traveled to Luzhou in Beiju and brought back a little girl in black standing in a basket, the big water monster of Dumb Lake.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi "awoke" from its dream in the Creation Cave on the sea, and there were nine more Sword Immortal embryos around it.

That gift was a worthless object, just a green bamboo slip with a line of small words engraved on it.

In five words, "landscapes and rivers meet again".

Ruan Xiu was very happy when she received this gift. She didn't even hide her happiness. Even the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt could see it clearly.

After the town opened, Cai Jinjian of Yunxia Mountain was plotted by Zhenjun Jiejiang. His Taoist heart was unstable and he took action to interrupt the longevity bridge of the boy in Mubo Alley.

Chen Ping'an's left hand was wrapped with a piece of broken porcelain, and he suddenly rushed out in an alley, slashing Cai Jinjian with his hand.

This was the first person among the younger generation in the town, before Ma Kuxuan, to personally kill a Qi practitioner on the mountain.

At that moment, in the patio in the backyard of the medicine shop, a stick of incense that was about to burn out suddenly burst into flames, filling the air with fragrant mist, and the momentum skyrocketed.

The man who led the donkey and wore a bamboo hat and claimed to be a swordsman had escorted a group of children to Sui Dynasty to study. On the way, he once made a joke to Lin Shou, but it was an unintentional joke.

He asked Lin Shouyi and Chen Pingan to exchange their names. Lin Shouyi's father, Lin Zhengcheng, was a gatekeeper at that time, and the deepest meaning of the gatekeeper was, of course, the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper is naturally something that needs to be taken care of. For example... "Guard that one, let that one be safe."

On the way to school, Li Huai, who was best at being a coward, once made up his mind to give the most important thing to Chen Ping'an in the future.

At a certain Xianjia Inn in Huang Tingguo, Lin Shou said sorry to Chen Pingan for the first time.

But what really made Lin Shouyi recognize Chen Pingan was Chen Pingan's next words, "I want to get my money back!"

Earlier, at the stall selling candied haws on Xinghua Lane, the man looked at the kid running away on the roadside, and Zou Zi nodded lightly.

The first time he was on the Sword Qi Great Wall, walking on the wall and practicing boxing, it was probably the first time in his life that Chen Pingan was so determined, recognized himself so much, and had no doubts about himself.

Thinking of the golden arch bridge, the fairy sister said that she did not approve of herself, but only because she believed in Mr. Qi, she was willing to believe in herself, so she gambled on the one-in-a-ten thousandth hope.

The boy in straw sandals walked on the high wall. Instead of being discouraged at all, he said to himself in his heart, "Having this one, and me being this one, is enough!"