Sword of Coming

The old scholar stamped his foot and panting with rage said: “This lowly one is difficult to raise with a woman. The ancients don’t deceive me!”

The tall woman twisted the snow-white lotus leaf that was picked from nowhere, with a lot of murderous intention. Although there was still a smile on her face, she was chilled no matter how she looked, “If you can’t beat it, you will curse? Are you looking for it?!”

The circular sword array that was originally spread over 10 li, instantly condensed and turned into a place that only surrounded the river cliffs. At the same time, the sword energy became more and more amazing, and the sword energy condensed into the sword array walls, so that Great Dao, the invisible circulation of nothingness between Heaven and Earth, was forced to show up. The two colors of black and white collided fiercely, and the fire light splashed 2, and finally they all returned to chaos and nothingness.

The old scholar shrunk his neck, his inspiration suddenly appeared, he immediately gained confidence and asked loudly, “Fighting is okay, but can we change our style of play? Don’t worry, my request can be picked up by Chen Ping by the way, to ensure that it is reasonable and reasonable. , It’s your wish!”

The tall woman was silent, and suddenly saw the old man winking at herself.

She hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: “Yes.”

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At the mouth of the well in the Inn, the boy made a sword with his fingers together, pointing to the bottom of the well.

The rainbow light created by the first ray of sword energy gradually faded away in the old well. It was no longer the dazzling dazzling that people could not look directly at. With the light, Chen Ping could vaguely see that this ray was said to be “extremely The “small” sword energy, after leaving the Qi Palace acupoint, condensed in substance, like a rainstorm, crashing crazily on a piece of “ground”, and this ground that was hit by the rainstorm was like a mirror surface of a round mirror.

Of course Chen Ping would not know, it is called Thunder Division Seal Mirror, the background is quite extraordinary, and it has a lot of origin!

After the Celestial Emperor who was in charge of Thunder Law in the ancient times fell, the Thunder Division gods took advantage of the situation and divided up the power of 10000 thunderbolt of the ancestors of the law, and each mastered a part of the power of Thunderbolt, and later, they were even more in a difficult situation. In addition to the God of Thunder Division who is in charge of the spring, many other Spiritual Gods have long been reduced to river gods and other existences. They are either restricted by Three Sects Saint’s edict and are not allowed to step out of the “thunder pool”, or they are often similar to Snow Wind. The Military School of Thought forces such as Temple True Martial Mountain, or some Daoism sects, use Thunder Law Talisman and the technique of god-inviting them to come and go.

And this Thunder Division Seal Mirror, the owner used to be one of the Thunder Division Righteous God, although it has suffered repeated disasters, from the mirror to the inside, it has long been dilapidated, and the thunder and lightning in it are almost exhausted, but it is by no means grace and Middle Five Realms. The cultivator can break.

The white clothed youth in the ancient well has been suppressed by more than ten feet, still pressing the bottom of the mirror with his hands and shoulders, and being hit by the sword energy, the mirror vibrates continuously, breaking apart, but soon The residual lightning contained in the mirror is automatically restored to its original appearance.

sword energy The attack is like an iron cavalry chiseling formation, and the mirror surface resists like a pawn defending.

The two kill each other, it depends on who is imposing manner exhaustion earlier.

The young Cui Chan gritted his teeth, his face covered with blood, blurring that handsome beauty. At this time, he has no extra energy to speak cruelly, so he can only silently say in the heart: “After this storm of sword energy, I must go up. 100 times back! It’s definitely possible, Jianyu’s imposing manner turns from prosperity to decline, I just have to hold on for a while, Chen Ping, you wait!”

Although the young man at the bottom of the well was unrelenting, his bloody appearance was indeed a bit bleak.

Even if it was the bleak years of the finished apprenticeship, I traveled all the way, leaving Divine Continent in Middle-earth, to the continent to the south, and finally chose to settle in Eastern Aquarius Continent, the smallest territory, Cui Chan, the first Literary Saint in the past. A few 10,000,000 li, why not be at ease along the way, demons and ghosts, demons and monsters, who can make him so embarrassed?

You know, Cui Chan, a traveler before becoming the Great Li Dynasty Imperial Teacher, used to have a mantra that is difficult to be elegant. After just extinguishing demons, he will say, “Ashes fly in the dust at my fingertips. Not as good.”

Cui Chan, the young man carrying the mirror, continued to fall, but the amplitude gradually decreased.

The mirror can still be supported, but the sword energy on the periphery of the mirror continues to flow down, and is soaked by the continuous sword energy. The juvenile body has been on the verge of collapse.

He had to think move and slipped out a trump card life-saving talisman from his sleeve, which he kept for many years, and when he used it at this time, he felt so distressed that his face was a bit hideous.

The golden talisman first stuck to the white clothed cuffs and then melted instantly. Soon, the white clothed surface of Cui Chan was filled with golden rune. Upon listening carefully, there was Buddhism Brahma Sound curled up, and the white clothed was like water patterns. Rolling, set off the appearance of young Cui Chan solemn.

This talisman is extremely special. If gold powder and cinnabar are the most important materials for painting symbols, then there are some materials that can not be met. Once the talisman is made, the various effects contained in the talisman are indescribable. For example, Cui Chan is Taking the golden blood of a golden arhat from the Western Buddha Country as the most important material for the amulet, and this Taoist monk almost formed the Bodhisattva fruit position, so the blood appeared golden, poured in gold powder, on top of the talisman Writing the “Vajra Sutra” scripture can be transformed into a Vajra protection talisman with infinite Dharma. It is Land Sword Immortal’s powerful blow that can be resisted.

How can young Cui Chan not feel bad?

After taking out this priceless life-saving charm, the young man made a little calculation in his heart and easily calculated the sword energy at most to make the mirror shatter, and the mirror itself would not be damaged. In the future, as long as every thunderstorm night, go to the sea of ​​lightning and thunder. Among them, the lightning is received into the mirror, and within a few years, this Thunder Division Seal Mirror can be restored to its original state.

As a result, Cui Chan felt confident, tilted his arm slightly, wiped the blood on his face indiscriminately, “extraordinary shame and humiliation, almost broke the foundation of my body!”

Cui Chan closed his eyes and began to gain momentum in silence.

Just waiting for a certain critical moment when this sword energy will not disperse completely, is the time for him to kill the wellhead.

Of course he will not wait for the sword energy to dissipate.

If you wait until the sword energy is completely gone, once Chen Ping above finds out that he is not dead, Mud Bottle Alley’s mud legs can’t be said, there are really follow-up tricks.

After all, at this time, whether it is the cultivation base or the body, I can’t stand any accidental “deliberation”.

It’s really muddy and rugged!

Hatred in the young man’s heart.

The trip to the town was the final battle that Imperial Teacher Cui Chan considered himself to be the final battle. Because it involved the opportunity of Proving Dao, he did not hesitate to split Divine Soul half and half, sojourn in another body skin, leaving Great generously as a teenager. Li Dynasty Capital.

I thought that even if Literary Saint Mister and Junior Brother Qi Jingchun this lineage can’t be cut off, they can still use Mud Bottle Alley as their visual object, and use the other mountain’s stone can polish jade to sharpen the temperament and fill in the most lacking mood. In order to help oneself break through Tenth Realm in a spurt of energy, it is expected to return to the Twelfth Realm Peak cultivation base, and even promote his knowledge with the help of Great Li Dynasty. As long as his own work knowledge can spread across the continents, it can be 100 If you are a Confucian disciple of a continent, all of you are my disciple of Cui Chan. The benefits are so great that you can’t imagine.

At the time, it seemed that Cui Chan was able to remain invincible no matter how he calculated, it was nothing more than the difference in profit.

But I never thought that Qi Jingchun’s true choice of the master biography was not Zhao Yao who gave out the Chunji prints, Song Jixin who gave out the only books left, or even Lin Shouyi’s reading seeds.

It’s the little girl named Li Baoping, a woman!How do women inherit the context?Female Mister, female master?Aren’t you afraid of becoming the laughing stock of the world?Are you afraid of being regarded as the number one heresy by those old people in the Confucian Academy?

I didn’t expect Qi Jingchun to accept apprentices on behalf of his teachers, and donated the relics of Literary Saint, his mentor, Cui Chan and Qi Jingchun, to the young Chen Ping.

In this way, not only the context has not been cut off, but the fire has been passed down to Li Baoping this generation, and Cui Chan, who was originally receiving masters extinguishing ancestors betrayed the finished apprenticeship door, is tied to Literary Saint again because of Chen Ping.

This made Cui Chan who mistakenly believed that he was winning, his mood was completely broken in an instant, coupled with the invisible cultural traction, fell to the Fifth Realm cultivation base as soon as he fell. If it hadn’t reached a covenant with Old Head Yang later, he would have learned a long lost. The Divine Dao Secret Technique of Cui Chan fills in a loophole in the Secret Technique that Cui Chan himself has studied, and can quickly nourish the soul, such as the spring comes upon a withered tree, and the cultivation base begins to flow back and rise.

But this kind of secret technique has a fatal flaw. The accumulated cultivation base is an “illusion” and it will be beaten back to its original shape once it is used up.Unless you break through Tenth Realm in one breath and become the Upper Five Realms, you can “fake the real and then the real and the fake”, the fictitious reality is uncertain, the truth is confused, it is another Heaven and Earth.

When I arrived at the County City Autumn Rush Inn, the realm of the young Cui Chan’s “false appearance” was actually close to the Ninth Realm again. Only then could I have the opportunity to use the Military School of Thought to “please God” to invite a golden Confucian Saint. Body Dharma Idol. realm is false, the means is true.That’s why the Water God of Winter Food River frightened his liver and guts. Otherwise, with the azure robe man in charge of Northland Water Transport for 100 years of experience and the city, without suffering, how could he be tamed by Cui Chan like a small brook?

Down the well.

The sword energy falling from the well head was still overbearing, and the sword light was hit by the mirror and splashed in 4 places.

The white clothed youth has almost stepped on the bottom of the well bottom waterway. The well water and the underground water in the city that are connected to the river have already been evaporated by sword energy.

The young Cui Chan in the heart began to count down.

He doesn’t want to kill Chen Ping, 1000 is really 10000, at least temporarily.

Because Cui Chan is more like a tug-of-war, hoping to pull the teenager onto his Great Dao.At least in the short term, Cui Chan will not only not harm Chen Ping, but will help Chen Ping grow its cultivation base as much as possible. At most, it will quietly change Chen Ping temperament, spring wind transform to rain, unnoticeable influence, and eventually become his fellow Cui Chan. People, 10000 Chen Ping. Good luck. There is hope to inherit Cui Chan’s Legacy in the future, and Cui Chan will not refuse.

But Cui Chan really wants to kill Li Baoping.

Because once this little girl grows up, and Cui Chan is still involved in Chen Ping after all, the more infamy and ostracism Li Baoping suffers, the more or less Cui Chan’s Great Dao cultivation base will be affected, which is perfect for the pursuit of perfection. For Cui Chan, it is absolutely unbearable.

The young Cui Chan felt that this was simply a disaster.

Even if I think of another bad guy with unpredictable intentions, if I want to kill you Chen Ping, why bother to pretend to be a grandson?It’s not harmful to you.

Why did you Chen Ping kill me because of a little speculation? !

Why do you think that I will be harbouring misfortune to the three children, so that you can kill people without being muddled?

So what kind of gentleman is you brat?Then Qi Jingchun always respects gentlemen, why is you who Qi Jingchun values ​​you so unreasonable? Why did old fogey let me learn from you? !I, Cui Chan, used to be the first disciple of Literary Saint, and I taught Qi Jingchun, on the status of Confucianism, and I, Cui Chan, is better than a wise man.And you Chen Ping is doing things so hard, and old fogey’s vision is as bad as ever.

Qi Jingchun helped you pick it up, isn’t it the same as helping you pick the second Cui Chan?

The boy Cui Chan, whose feet touched the slate, continued to count down in the heart, waiting for the opportunity.

At the same time, there was a burst of pleasure in my heart.

Haha, it’s so better. It means that after I get out of the predicament and slowly torturing you, I will at least let you Chen Ping drag out an ignoble existence, leaving your life, and you will follow me to the Great Dao in the future. Walk more naturally and smoothly. Putting it that way, you brat’s luck is not too bad.

Furthermore, the text imprisonment planted by the dead old fogey on Cui Chan is only aimed at Chen Ping alone. Cui Chan is not allowed to have any evil thoughts about Chen Ping, otherwise he will suffer from the flogging of his heart, apart from this, but Never restrain other actions.This and old fogey’s knowledge can barely be regarded as of common origins. He pays attention to tracing the origins of everything. Only after the origins are cleared, can he write about morals and behave in the world.

In the future, I, Cui Chan, want you to watch Qi Jingchun’s direct biography, how that little girl named Li Baoping died in front of you, and I want you to know what the Great Dao dispute is, and why she died!

The time has come!

Cui Chan’s arms against the mirror are already bloody, with bones visible, but he doesn’t care, “sword energy is like a rainbow, isn’t it? The waterfall is upside down, right? Let me start!”

—-

But just before Cui Chan thought he had succeeded, there was only such a slight difference. The straw-shoe youngster, who had rooted his feet and stood firmly on the head of the well, was finally ready to gain momentum. Although Divine Soul swayed, there was no internal organs. There is no pain deep into bones, so I can only tremble gently: “Go.”

The second waterfall poured down.

Your uncle Chen Ping, I was killed here by you.

This was the only thought of the young Cui Chan at the time.

Chen Ping is on the verge of collapse on the wellhead.

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before this.

Chen Ping was sitting in the pavilion for the second time tonight. At that time, he and Li Baoping, who was awakened by a nightmare, sat opposite the pavilion. A wisp of unprovoked breeze was blowing in the pavilion.

The young man felt sad when he remembered something. At the same time, he closed his eyes with Li Baoping and listened carefully to the bell of the iron horse under the eaves.

The boy was in the heart and told himself silently, “Mr. Qi, if the wind chime under the eaves is an even number, just let it go and endure the one with the surname Cui. But if it is an odd number, I will shoot.”

ding dong, ding dong, ding ding dong.

After the 7th sound, there is no more sound.

So after the little girl in the red cotton-padded jacket left the pavilion, the boy stood on the edge of the well.

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Earlier, before the straw-shoe youngster left town.

At the reminder of Old Head Yang, Chen Ping left the Yang Family Shop with an umbrella, and went to the one who visited Old Head Yang with the umbrella and Mister, the school who gave him the two-sided landscape.

one big and one small walking down the small street.

“A gentleman can deceive him. You can tell Old Senior Yang this sentence to them.”

“If you are undecided in the future, you can ask Chunfeng. Well, you just have to keep this sentence in your heart. You may need it in the future. But I hope I don’t.”

After saying this, the frost-white Scholar on the temples, who was rarely as stern and stern as he was when he taught the school, blinked, looked at the boy, and smiled kindly.

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When the teenager left the town with the little girl.

There is the last soul of a certain azure clothes scholar. After going to a great paradise in Heaven Beyond the Heaven, he returned to the world and walked side by side with straw-shoe youngster and red cotton-padded jacket little girl for a distance, then stopped. After stepping down, looking at the back of the Junior Brother and his disciple, they stopped seeing each other.

When Scholar finally waved goodbye silently, as this time gently waved his sleeves, a spring breeze lingered all around the young man, silently, for a long time.

—-

In the well.

Together with the Thunder Division Seal Mirror, the young Cui Chan was fiercely smashed back to the bottom of the well. He curled up and lay on the extremely dry bluestone floor, hiding under the mirror as much as possible.

Although doing his best to make the final Final Struggle, in fact, Cui Chan’s heart is already 10000.

The mirror trembles tremendously, bringing the white clothed youth below, the huge impact force, and the sword energy “flow” of the sword energy flowing through the mirror surface, and the huge burning sensation brought to the juvenile’s body, making him blurry.

At the moment of closing my eyes.

The imprisonment imprinted by the old scholar on the young Cui Chan Divine Soul, unexpectedly disappeared.

The spirit of the white clothed youth is lifted up, like a person after a long drought and rain, especially in great spirits. Where can Cui Chan dare to spare some energy, at this time don’t try hard to wait when, “haha, heaven helps me! old fogey, you are actually There will also be such mistakes! Old fart, you will have a day of self-defeating. It is really God who helped me Cui Chan, there is no way to go!”

I saw golden characters full of awe-inspiring righteousness, and Cui Chan, who was distorted with pain on his face, was stripped out of Divine Soul a little bit. This kind of pain that makes people’s minds nowhere to hide is comparable to chopped up ten-thousand times by a thousand blades.

But Cui Chan’s mind became clearer and clearer, “Saint teaches words to convey Tao.” White clothed youth drove those temporarily unowned gold characters to hit the sword energy waterfall.

The gold letter and sword energy collide with each other.

There is not even the slightest momentum at all, but the more silent, the more shocking and suffocating.

It is no longer the category of any power and might, but just another form of Great Dao.

This waterfall.

After all, it is a wisp of “minimal” sword energy that’s all.

And those golden characters were only temporarily borrowed.

The two were in a stalemate, and in the end it seemed to happen to be an evenly matched situation.

It seems that the 2 armies are facing each other, and both sides suffer, and the whole army is annihilated.

After Cui Chan noticed the opportunity, he hadn’t waited to die long ago. He started to sit up cautiously, then squatted up little by little, and finally he was bent over to stand.

He moved to one side, the mirror suddenly slanted, and all the last sword energy fell to the other side of the inner wall of the well. The white clothed youth simply dropped the ancient mirror, touched his feet on the ground, and the whole person rose up into the sky, and his figure Disappeared in an instant, only a gloomy voice with extreme resentment reverberated in the ancient well: “Even if you have 3rd sword energy now, you are too late!”

—-

Chen Ping stood at the mouth of the well with his hands on the Sword Furnace, and after the last sword energy left, he was ready to meet the enemy with fist.

The Shaking Mountain Manual, once in the opening preface, clearly stated the meaning of the sect: “Those who learn from Shaking Mountain Fist in later generations, even if they face the enemy 3 Sect Founder, remember that our boxing skills can be weak, and we can lose if we win. Fist! Never retreat!”

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at the same time.

In the small courtyard of Yajing, a little girl in a red cotton-padded jacket woke up again in the house, not having a nightmare, but being awakened by a locust wood sword.

The confused Li Baoping suddenly widened his eyes. The wooden sword that entered through the window before quickly scribbled a Qi word in the air, and then flew towards the door with a swish. Li Baoping jumped down in a thunderous manner. The bed and boots were gone, I ran barefoot, opened the door of the house, followed the wooden sword to the house where Little Master-uncle lived, because Chen Ping had not yet returned, so he did not tie the door, and was knocked open by Flying Sword earlier. At this time, Li Baoping followed Flying Sword into it, and saw it point to the back basket.

Li Baoping finally took out a seal hidden by Little Master-uncle under the pointing fingers of Flying Sword. After opening it, he found that it was the “Proud Serene Heart” seal that Little Master-uncle had only given her a peek once, Flying Sword was “nodded” hard, and flew out of the house quickly.

The little girl squeezed the static character print that Mister gave her Little Master-uncle, and followed the sophora wood sword that unfathomable mystery had appeared in the back basket, and flew all the way to the pavilion. She leaped out of the pavilion familiarly and ran towards Little Master- The uncle stands on the side of the well.

In an instant, the seal in Li Baoping’s hand broke away from her palm, swiftly slid towards the mouth of the well, higher than her Little Master-uncle’s head, and then slapped it extremely dullly.

Above the wellhead, someone was piercing his heart and lungs: “Come again? Qi Jingchun, I’m fucking your uncle! Soul of a deceased has not yet dispersed, your motherfucker is endless?!”

I saw an unfathomable mystery appearing in the white clothed youth above the well. His forehead was heavily hit by a seal, and the whole person flew out and fell to the ground.

A white clothed youth with a cultivation base, just before he passed out, murmured: “Qi Jingchun, you are cruel, I give up.”