Sword of Coming

The gate of Chenghuang Temple slowly opened.

Except for the City God who was already trapped in the situation of the Mud Bodhisattva crossing the river, all the people who accompanied the City God Temple were mobilized. The civil and military judges and the ghost officials from various departments all stood cautiously inside the gate.

Although the entire Suijia City is considered his own territory and will be protected by a certain amount of energy, standing in the fragrant City God's Temple feels more at ease after all.

Chen Ping'an looked towards the door.

After that tragic incident, the City God chose to kill and release, so the Shackles General should be new, while the Chief Officer of the Yin and Yang Division, headed by the Sixth Division of the City God, is still the old one.

Chen Ping'an held the Sword Immortal in his hand and looked down at the sword-raising gourd. "After I draw the sword twice, you can do whatever you want tonight."

Chen Ping'an raised his head and looked at the gate of the City God's Temple, "Who is the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Department who is accompanying you to the City God's Temple?"

The Civil and Military Judges, Day and Night Traveling God, General Shackles, and the rest of the divisions all quickly looked at one of the officials who looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar without any hesitation.

The etiquette of the Yinming official uniforms in the Chenghuang Pavilion Temple in the world is roughly the same as that of the Yangjing court. Except for the official patch patterns, there are slight differences in various continents and places. For example, in Luzhou, Beiju, the official robes are mostly black and white. Color, and they all hang a bronze seal engraved with their respective official positions on their waists.

He took a step forward cautiously, his eyes wandering. He suppressed the panic in his heart, bowed and clasped his fists and said: "Sword Immortal visited the City God's Temple at night, but he was not welcomed from afar. I wonder why Sword Immortal is looking for my subordinate?"

Not only he, but also all his colleagues understand this simple truth that good people who do not come are not good. Otherwise, they would not show up together.

The next moment, the swordsman in green shirt was already standing in the City God's Temple, behind him was the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Division who stood dumbly on the spot.

Including the civil and military judges, even if the person had trespassed into the City God's Temple, he still moved symbolically, as if to avoid a road, and then looked at his colleague one by one.

I saw a straight, slender golden line appearing from the forehead of the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Department, all the way down.

In an instant, a golden body suddenly shattered into powder.

Even Judge Wu in the City God's Temple, who was best at killing ghosts, and the new General Shackles, who liked to go out of the city to hunt lonely ghosts, didn't see clearly how and when the other side drew the sword.

For a time, all the officials in the Chenghuang Temple looked gloomy.

Tragic.

What a foreign swordsman who traveled far away!

I have only heard that the Sword Immortal and his like are the most eccentric and domineering in their behavior, and cannot be judged by common sense.

The statue of the City God enshrined in the back hall of the City God's Temple, a faint golden light circulated, and an elegant and elegant old official walked out. There was no obstruction in the front hall building. He passed by and floated to the steps of the front hall, where he stood still. Then he stretched out a finger and said sternly: "As a sword cultivator, you can kill Yinming officials who have been sealed with the imperial seal of a country at will?!"

Chen Ping'an raised his head and looked at the thick black fog that shrouded the city. The sinister aura bared his teeth and claws.

It is somewhat similar to the sea of ​​semi-immortal soldiers in the Fu family in Old Dragon City, except that the latter is not visible to Qi practitioners under the Earth Immortal. In Suijia City of Yinping Kingdom, it is invisible to ordinary people except monks. .

Chen Ping'an said: "I will try to block the catastrophe for you, how can you thank me?"

The City God was shocked and stunned at first, and then he was ecstatic, "Seriously? Isn't the Sword Immortal just joking?"

The young swordsman in green shirt nodded.

The City God only felt that there was no end to the road, and there was a bright future in every village! The City God said loudly: "As long as the Sword Immortal can keep our City God's Temple safe, the Sword Immortal can say anything and let the Sword Immortal take the treasures of the county for himself. If the Sword Immortal finds it troublesome, just say something, and everyone in the City God's Temple will give it to him with both hands." There is absolutely no ambiguity..."

A golden light slashed down from the sky.

Many Yinming officials in the City God's Temple were heartbroken and their golden bodies were unstable. They saw that the City God, who had been aloof for countless years, was exactly the same as his previous colleagues in the Yin and Yang Division. First, a golden light appeared on his forehead, and then a straight line, slowly, Spread downward.

As expected of the City God who has enjoyed incense offerings for many years, the thick golden body soaked in the essence of countless incense did not shatter on the spot. Not only that, the City God was able to raise his hands and firmly hold the sides of his head. Wailed: "Are you crazy? As soon as I die, the catastrophe will fall immediately. Do you want to fight against the catastrophe with only one person? If I don't die, you and I can work together to resist the catastrophe and share the disaster together, you madman! You must die a good death!"

Chen Pingan's eyes were higher than that of the City God, and he looked at the towering statue of the god on the altar in the front hall who was also enjoying the incense of the county but was silent and without divine light.

I don’t know if it was a nest of snakes and rats, or if they knew that a disaster was coming, so they withdrew a little bit of their divinity from the statue of the City God Temple.

Chen Pingan said: "I'm sorry, I forgot to say something just now, you need to die to thank me."

The City God pressed his head tightly with both hands, and there were incense sticks coming from all directions, regardless of whether they were pure or not, and whether they were mixed with evil intentions. As long as they were the incense sticks of the person who offered the incense, regardless of their pure intentions, he had already detained them all in the City God's Temple. As for whether this is the case, drinking poison to quench thirst is irrelevant. As long as you increase your cultivation level, you will have one more chance of preserving your golden body after the catastrophe. As for whether the Chenghuang Temple will be destroyed, and whether those auxiliary officials and ghost officials will be destroyed. The city god's poor cultivation has affected all the fish in the pond, and even the life and death of the people in the county. From the first day when "the merits were greatly lost and the golden body was rotten", the city god had no interest in it at all. For this reason, he specially A group of monks with worldly friendships were invited to go to the capital, carrying heavy gifts, and lobbying the Ministry of Rites and the Qintian Supervisor to persuade the emperor of the Yinping Kingdom to let the court suppress the news and not allow the people of the city and the county to flee in all directions, otherwise they would The worst outcome is that both the feng shui of a country and the city god of a place will suffer. During this period, the descendants of the recipient of the letter in the capital, especially the current head of the family, still knew the pros and cons, so they contributed a lot, using the connections and connections accumulated in the officialdom of the temple for generations, to help the City God Temple relax. After begging for mercy, the City God finally saw a glimmer of hope.

If you die in a county, your body will be protected.

If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth!

What's more, as the city god of a county, I am the golden-bodied god who regards human princes as short-lived seedlings!

The City God pressed his head with both hands and looked down slightly. Although the golden thread slowed down, it showed no sign of stopping. The City God was so frightened that he even cried, "Why is this happening? Why are there so many people?" Can’t even stop the incense? Sword Immortal, Master Sword Immortal..."

Standing at the top of the steps, the City God no longer looked arrogant and begged for mercy: "I beg Master Sword Immortal to spare my life. Is there anything in this world that is not negotiable?"

The City God didn't dare to raise his hand and point to the top of his head, "Master Sword Immortal, look up. Without me, the City God's temple can control the incense in the temple and use all the energy to help resist the disaster. Master Sword Immortal, you are alone. Are you really not afraid of wasting your time?" The hard-won Tao Xing?"

The judge, who was almost frightened out of his wits, found it unbelievable at first, but when he thought about it again, he suddenly realized that it only made him more desperate.

This foreign swordsman is so full that he is ready to bear the catastrophe, so why should he care about the gains and losses? If you really want to care about it, why bother to enter the Chenghuang Temple?

Didn’t the City God often teach his subordinates to be steady in times of trouble and not to make mistakes while busy? It seems that things are really coming to an end, but that's all.

It's just that the literary judge of the City God's Temple felt miserable. He was not a bystander now, and he had no jokes to watch. For hundreds of years, they, the gods who sit in the feng shui of a certain place, have looked down from a high position on the faithful men and women who go to the temple to burn incense. They support all kinds of people with the same rice. They are stupid and resentful men and women. They are young and strong men who are idle and indolent but pray for wealth and prosperity. They are vicious but evil-hearted. The extravagant hope of finding a woman with a lover. The elders in the family are seriously ill and do not want to spend money for treatment but come here to burn incense and make wishes. The murderous bandits think that they can spend more money and burn a few handfuls of incense after entering the temple. There are countless ways to eliminate disasters and sins. I have seen enough human jokes that I have become numb. Now that they have suffered retribution, it is the turn of those Qi practitioners to see the joke in their own City God's Temple?

Chen Ping'an ignored the City God, and just inserted the sword in his hand into the ground, and then slowly rolled up his sleeves. Unlike Cangjun Lake, this time the sleeve of his left hand was also rolled up, revealing the walnut bracelet.

As for the three talismans obtained from Ghost Valley, Chen Pingan casually placed them between his belts. The Jade Clear Light Talisman that had opened the door, and the remaining two talismans from Yunxiao Palace of Chongxuan Department and the Bixiao Mansion Talisman.

After doing this, Chen Ping'an looked at the City God whose golden eyes turned dark.

Thinking of the City God's Pavilion in Rouge County of Caiyi Kingdom, it was indeed the case, but the Jin City God Shen Wen was plotted and framed by the monks on the mountain, while the one in front of him asked for it.

Chen Pingan came to the top of the steps in an instant, holding a sword in one hand and standing next to the City God, who was like a martial artist possessed by a maniac. The two were side by side, but in completely opposite directions.

The swordsman in green shirt faces the front hall, on which an empty statue of a god sits tall and dull. The golden god with a golden line downwards faces the temple door and the common people.

Trying his best to keep the golden body from exploding was the result of the City God's efforts. Even if there was a culprit who was attacking him with a sword standing next to him, the City God still had no time to care.

The golden thread on the City God's body began to expand, like a flood bursting its banks, and a small stream could no longer carry it.

He suddenly smiled: "What a swordsman, you are also here for that important treasure in this world, right?"

The City God, who knew he was going to die, suddenly laughed heartily, and then said in a low voice: "It's a pity, otherwise even if I, the City God of a small county, were to die, I would be able to drag a large number of mountain gods to be buried with me. Are you happy?"

Chen Ping'an suddenly stretched out a hand and covered the face of the City God. Then, with his fingers like hooks, he said slowly: "What kind of dignity do you have to take a look at the human world?"

The golden body of the City God was shattered into pieces, and a large ball of gold powder seemed to be scattered in the front hall of the City God's Temple.

With a ding-dong sound, an object fell to the ground crisply.

It was a rusty fragment of a golden body, not too small, and larger than the two Cangjun Lake and River Gods combined.

Chen Ping'an was about to use the sword point of the sword fairy to smash it into pieces, but the sword gourd on his waist swept out Chu Yi, who had not been seen for a long time. A white rainbow sword light pierced the rusty golden body fragment, and the flying sword Chu Yi The fragments of the golden body disappeared together.

When the golden body of the Chenghuang Temple was shattered, thunder suddenly burst out from the sky over Suiji City. The sound was far louder than ordinary thunder. It was like firecrackers exploding in the ears, causing countless people in Suiji City to wake up from their deep sleep.

The black clouds rolled, as if there were ink dragons and black dragons swimming together in the sea of ​​clouds. Not only that, the sea of ​​clouds began to slowly fall.

First, some families in the city began to light lamps after being awakened by the thunder.

Rich families even hung up lanterns.

In a prosperous county town, dots of light are constantly connected into a patchwork, and the sounds of children crying come and go.

Finally, those Qi practitioners who quietly entered Suijia City were dumbfounded. After panicking, they began to curse. They had never thought that this damn disaster had already come in advance before the heavy treasure actually appeared in the world.

There is a lot of emphasis here.

The treasures of heaven and earth that emerged in the world have their own innate spirituality and are extremely difficult to capture by Qi practitioners. The Lord of Huangyue City once passed by an exotic treasure because of the speed of the immortal treasure. Too amazing.

It is rumored on the mountain that the rare treasure of Suijia City is of extremely high quality. It was born from the aggregation and gestation of a county's millennium of spiritual and literary fortune. Not only that, it is said that when Suijia City was first built, there was actually a military strategist buried deep inside it. Underground, the two eventually merged and became a human treasure with both civil and military abilities. It was both offensive and defensive. Anyone who got it could reach the sky in one step and become a monk on the top of the mountain. That's why Huangyue City and Baodong Fairyland, the two top immortals, set out together. They are determined to get this rare treasure. If Huangyue City succeeds, it will truly secure the top spot on the mountain tops of more than ten countries and throw Baodong Wonderland out by a large distance. The distance, if Baodong Wonderland can capture it, its power can surpass Huangyue City.

Follow that haunted house in the city.

The old man was sitting on the ridge of a nearby roof. He was a little annoyed by the little monkey on his shoulder that could not be comforted, so he threw it away.

The low-level local monks in the city had already noticed that the situation was not good, and began to run or fly away from the city.

They didn't dare to covet that rare treasure. Most of them were vassal sects behind Huangyue City and Baodong Wonderland. They were recruited by both sides to build up their momentum, and if they really fought, it would be more or less a boost.

The old man was also in a depressed mood. It was very difficult for things to reach this point.

That young swordsman was really confused. The four most difficult ghosts on the mountain were indeed well-deserved. When traveling down the mountain, I always only seek my own happiness!

This heavenly calamity entangled with cause and effect is something you can block if you want to block it? When the time comes, you will see a bad opportunity and run away halfway through the road to save your life. Wouldn't it still make you needlessly smelly?

The old man suddenly said: "Slut, I'm in a bad mood right now, don't mess with me."

On the raised eaves of the roof, stood a woman in a wooden hairpin and cloth skirt. She had an average appearance, but how could an ordinary city woman stand firm on the raised eaves.

The woman covered her mouth and smiled sweetly: "You are just talking to a queen like this? You are so brave."

The old man said gloomily: "If you mess up the big event that the master has been planning for so long, you and I will never be able to redeem it. Especially in this kind of embarrassing situation where we fail to succeed, the master will only be more annoyed."

The woman waved her hand and said: "Although I don't know why that rare treasure suddenly quieted down and allowed the catastrophe to wear away its innate appearance, and did not wait for an opportunity to escape, but as soon as the catastrophe fell to the ground, it would still be forced to show up. , Huangyue City and Baodong Wonderland have already moved away from each other. Either they go to the Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace to avoid disaster, or they go to the farther Black Glaze Mountain to avoid disaster. Then you and I will have the upper hand, isn't it better?"

When the woman said this, her expression became solemn, "You and I have been working together for many years. Let me venture to ask a private question, why is the master unwilling to take action personally? With the master's extraordinary cultivation, after that feat, although the losses were too heavy, , I have to retreat, but it has been hundreds of years, why should I regain my peak cultivation level? When the master comes, won’t that rare treasure be within reach? Who dares to stand in the way, a waste like Fan Weiran? "

The old man sneered and said: "You know nothing. Can you grab this kind of treasure of merit and virtue just by relying on high cultivation level? Besides, the higher the master's cultivation level, he is not a pure martial artist or a military monk who enters this realm. He has become the target of public criticism. He has a long eye for this calamity. Even if he endured it, how can you compensate for the loss of so much Taoism? Even if you add the whole Yinping Kingdom's bullshit treasure trove, can you afford to pay for it? It's a joke. !”

The woman didn't take it seriously at the old man's cynicism. She turned her head and stared at the City God's Temple, frowning and said: "Depending on the situation, we need to leave Suijia City temporarily at least. It's close. You and I are different from the sky falling down. ? Being used as a punching bag for this calamity? If you are far away, when the calamity is over, Chongbao will definitely show up as soon as possible and escape from this filthy place. Huangyue City and Baodong Wonderland will not be slow to take action by then. Let's face off Ye Han and Fan Weiran have no problem, but they are surrounded by so much waste. When the number increases, be careful of the ants eating the elephant to death."

The old man smiled and pointed at the little monkey that crawled back to the roof and kept grinning towards the City God's Temple, and said: "Auntie of yours, you have been dealing with the so-called emperors, generals, ministers, dragons and grandsons all day long, and your eyes are... It’s getting worse and worse. Didn’t you see it? This is the treasure-swallowing monkey that the owner bought with a lot of money. It’s a descendant of an ancient alien species. Do you know how much immortal money was spent? I’m afraid you will be scared to death if I tell you. As long as it is here, the treasure-swallowing monkey will be there. So the matter is not as troublesome as you think, but if you are incompetent and get entangled by Ye Han or Fan Weiran and are unable to escape, make a deal in advance and I will just take the little monkey and run away. You Can you, a coquettish fox, continue to enjoy your worldly wealth and carve the fox skin with the dragon spirit of that country? Anyway, you have to fight for your own life."

How many times has this coquettish fox been the queen?

The old man cursed in his heart.

The woman lamented, looking up at the slowly falling black clouds, with some worry in her eyes, "The master's sworn enemy won't interfere with this, right? Are there really only two golden elixir monks, Ye Han and Fan Weiran?"

The old man shook his head and said: "Since the two sides have already drawn a clear line back then, and each takes what he needs, there shouldn't be any more accidents. When you reach the height of your master, you care more about promises than we frogs in the well. I'm leaving Before, the master said some decisive words. If you and I can't fight with these two paper-thin golden elixirs, don't go back and find a place to kill yourself."

The woman nodded, and then her naturally charming eyes showed a touch of passion, "That is really a good sword! It is definitely a magic weapon! Even those earthly immortal sword cultivators outside will be moved when they see it!"

The old man smiled and said: "The blind people on the roadside can see it. Do you need to tell me? Why, are you tempted? Then go and grab it."

The woman turned her head and gave him a flirtatious look, "This old guy is just talking nonsense. If we really want to rob him, he will have to overestimate his own capabilities and beat him half to death."

The old man clicked his tongue and said: "We haven't seen each other for a long time, but I still have some good qualities. If a woman can attract people with her eyes instead of her face, that's your ability. After it's done, how about we have a romantic relationship? A farewell is better than a newlywed. , we brother and sister haven’t seen each other for hundreds of years?”

The woman tiptoed, smiling sweetly, trembling like a silver bell, and the lingering sound was still lingering after the person left, "Old man, it will be too late if you don't leave. Let's leave Suijia City first. After completing this important matter as the master, the slave family will be free to leave." You pick it up."

The old man grabbed the little monkey with one hand and put it on his shoulder, and flew out of the city with the woman.

Naturally, the two parties must have suppressed their realms, otherwise it would cause problems in the eyes of Ye Han and Fan Weiran. Although the vast majority of these guys are nothing more than gangsters, they are such a large territory, spanning more than ten countries, and there will always be one or two amazingly talented people emerging every hundred years, so they should not be underestimated. Look, every time he and his wife talk about Ye Han and Fan Weiran, their words are full of contempt, but if they really want to fight with those monks, they should be careful.

The two of them passed by the city walls of Suijia City one after another.

On top of the city wall, there are still many Qi practitioners who are not afraid of death. They probably feel that the danger is less if they leave Suijia City, so they are pretending to be calm and calm, giving guidance to the country.

One of them was a young monk who was arranged by his master to be the owner of the incense shop near the City God's Temple. He had been incognito for several years, but now he finally regained his identity. He was scolding him particularly vigorously, saying that the young man who looked like a swordsman had a bad brain. Water got in, or was kicked by a donkey. After arriving at the City God's Temple, he looked like a stranger at first sight. He didn't understand anything. He hacked the ghost officials of the Yin and Yang Division to death without saying a word. When he entered the City God's Temple, he even liked to show his prestige and directly He used his sword against the City God. Unfortunately, after that, the City God's temple closed its door, and the scene inside could not be seen.

A monk nearby laughed and said, this guy clearly thought that he couldn't get the rare treasure, so he simply made everyone lose it. His intentions were vicious and hateful! When the dust of the catastrophe settles, if the sword cultivator is lucky enough to survive, he will definitely seek advice when he comes back.

The old man with the little monkey squatting on his shoulders floated out of the wall and thought it was really interesting. The more stupid and bad people like this, the better.

There need to be more pedantic people such as prefects and scholars, so that they can support the former.

Otherwise, if there were all smart people in the world, how could I, the charming woman who was promiscuous in the imperial palace of Yinping, and my fellow monks take advantage of all the advantages in the world?