Sword of Coming

This ship to Azure Phoenix Country was built by the Mohist School of Thought engineer who used this as a livelihood. It is not surprising among the many ferries in Old Dragon City. It carries more than 100 people each time, and more of it comes from The rare goods in the north of Aquarius Continent and the south of Tree Leaf Continent are only the goods in the hands of the ferry merchant. It is the result of the layers of the old dragon city 5 surnames. The color is natural and ordinary. Occasionally picking up a few items and earning an extra 100 Snow money is already worth celebrating.

Azure Phoenix Country has a small reputation in Aquarius Continent southeast part small reputation. It is famous for its Taoism stand in great numbers and many temples. Daoism Divine Immortal and Dade monks of all walks of life are often sponsored by the Imperial Court to hold water and land dojos and Encompassing Heaven Sacrifice here. The red sandalwood rice paper from Azure Phoenix Country is extremely famous and has been sold to several continents, making the emperors of Azure Phoenix Country one of the richest kings in the southeast of Aquarius Continent. Moreover, the Buddhist school of Aquarius Continent is not popular, and the number of temples in Azure Phoenix Country The most beautiful continent, Brahma Sound is curled up, and a wall is filled with beautiful essays by sages, writers, poets and immortals, and it has attracted countless literati and poems to travel to Azure Phoenix Country.

In a brightly-lit wing room on the top floor of the ferry, Chen Ping was reading a book of literati writing about the beauty of the landscape of Azure Phoenix Country, purchased from the Old Dragon City bookstore, and was specially collected by Zhu Lian for help.

Chen Ping reads the book, Pei Qian copies the book.

Difficult things in the world are difficult at the beginning, and over time, habit becomes natural, and it is not difficult or easy. Pei Qian is like this. Reading and copying have become a daily habit, even if Chen Ping does not urge him, he will stick to it every day.But Chen Ping also knew that if he was not with her for a long time and copying the book, Pei Qian would be ruined. He would feel guilty for 2 or 3 days at most, and then he would go wild.

Chen Ping divided the pot of Nascent Soul old Flood Dragon Golden Core’s small alcohol into 5 parts, and gave a copy to each of the 4 people in the picture scroll. This is one of the few pure Martial Artists who can rely on foreign objects to improve their cultivation base. thing. Sui Youbian is now the Seventh Realm Golden Body Realm cultivation base, and there is a magic sword in his hand. The killing power is actually not small, especially the kind of Qi Refiner under Earth Immortal, once she gets close to him. Zhang is not necessarily her enemy. Zhu Lian bottleneck loosened, the signs were clear. After Sui Youbian, the second one set foot in Martial Artist Refining Spirit Three Realms, which was close at hand.

Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang did not have the probability of breaking the boundary for the time being, but after Zhang Dafeng’s fist feeding and the death battle outside of Old Dragon City, they lifted the top of Sixth Realm Peak higher.

There are 4 people in the picture scroll, which are not ordinary Martial Artist Seventh Realm and Sixth Realm.

Going north for the Aquarius Continent trip, as long as you don’t encounter the insane Upper Five Realms cultivator, even if you are confronting a Nascent Soul Earth Immortal other than a sword cultivator, I dare not say that I will retreat unscathed. Surely there is no shortage. As long as Wei Xian 4 people die, maybe Chen Ping can win miserably.

After the Battle of Old Dragon City, Chen Ping’s most regrettable thing was the Suppressing Sword symbol made of azure material. Zhong Kui wrote it with a small snow cone and gave it to Zhang Dafeng. The trapped sword, it happened that Chen Ping was carrying it at the moment. This half-immortal soldier “Sword Immortal”, because Fu Qi, the lord of Old Dragon City, is not a sword cultivator, and this sword is not a refining Life Source object, so on the Ascending Dragon Platform, Zhang Dafeng detained this sword with a Suppressing Sword talisman, even if he could not It lasted too long, and Fu Qi confessed.

If you are carrying a Suppressing Sword symbol, you will encounter the murderous-looking sword cultivator Nascent Soul. Not only does Chen Ping need not be too scared, but instead can attack the opponent completely unprepared.

However, these gains and losses will not make Chen Ping so haunting and hard to let go.

It is this talisman that really makes Chen Ping feel lost. It is one of the last 2 talisman that Zhong Kui wrote in the world as a gentleman and a man of World of Living.

Compared with the intercontinental ferry that Chen Ping has taken and seen, the ferry at his feet is really a petite pocket. You can only stand at the window and enjoy the scenery without a viewing platform.

After Pei Qian finished writing, Chen Ping checked it carefully and found that there was no sloppy text that needed to be rewritten, so he began to take her to practice 6-step walking, at least 2 hours a day.

In the past, Chen Ping didn’t feel that practicing walking is a boring and laborious task. It was not until Pei Qian practiced that he realized that Shaking Mountain Fist’s fist is indeed simple, but he wants to practice 1,000,000 times. , It is not easy, both physically and mentally.Even if Chen Ping pays attention to Pei Qian’s shortness of breath and surplus physical energy, Pei Qian is sweaty every time, his forehead is smeared, and his face is deathly pale. Although he did not dare to complain, Chen Ping was watching the picture. The dark little face lost his smile, or when he walked step by step, his body was thin and involuntarily shaking. Although Chen Ping was always expressionless, he looked a little distressed.

On the first day, Pei Qian relied on the excitement of the newborn calf to support the walk for 2 hours. In the end, Chen Ping went to the next room with his back on his back. After only one hour on the 2nd day, Pei Qian fell to the ground and had cramps. The whole person’s Spirit, Soul and Qi are gone, Chen Ping did not force two hours, and in the next few days, he guaranteed that one hour’s boxing would continue, each time a little longer.

Pei Qian just clenched his teeth and persisted.

At first Zhu Lian frigid irony and scorching satire next to him, Little Heitan still had the strength to stare, and then she really didn’t have the energy to fight for justice with Zhu Lian.

Ten years later, after going through the most difficult section of the road, Pei Qian’s face has a more old smile on his face. As he walks, he begins to swing with Pei Qian’s golden sign again, or just jump, Zhu Lian Besides, “Young Master, the old slave thinks Pei Qian’s martial arts aptitude is very good. When he is physique, he will suffer more and his energy and blood can be vigorous. You might as well go for 2 hours a day.” Pei Qian Can continue to stare.

On this day, after practicing walking piles, one big and one small, open the windows and practice Sword Furnace pilings. Pei Qian is short and can only think about it. After Chen Ping agreed, she stepped on a chair, just enough. Look out at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window with Chen Ping.

Chen Ping whispered: “Believe that it will be painful.”

Pei Qian is now practicing Sword Furnace stubs, just to behave, with very little effect. Chen Ping is also a little strange about this. After asking Sui Youbian and them, he couldn’t ask why.

After another day of walking, Pei Qian was secretly happy, remembering something, turning his head and looking forward to say: “I will be able to have a sword in the future? It’s better to be like Xiaobai. With a saber hanging from my waist, I must have been a lot stronger at that time, not too much, not too heavy.”

Chen Ping nodded with a smile said: “As long as you don’t be lazy, someday you will walk alone in the rivers and lakes, I can promise now, and I will definitely give you a sword and a saber in the future.”

Pei Qian was a little embarrassed, and whispered: “I actually thought about it. If I have my own sword in the future, I will hang it on the same side of my waist. This posture of hanging sword and hanging sword, I even took the name. Master, do you want to listen?”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “Talk about it.”

Chen Ping has always been very good at naming.

For example, early 15th, such as subdue monster extinguish demons.

Pei Qian whispered: “It’s called’The Sword Wrong’, because it is staggered around the waist, Master, what do you think?”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “Very good.”

Pei Qian’s eyes narrowed into crescent moons with a smile, and he stretched out two fingers and glued them together, “I am very happy if I have lost the sword that the master is carrying.”

Chen Ping lay on the window and turned his head to say with a smile: “When the ferry stops, we are still the old rules, walking through Azure Phoenix Country, when the time comes I saw the bamboo forest on the roadside, I picked some older bamboo , Help you make 2 bamboo knives and bamboo swords. If you don’t dislike them, you can hang them first.”

Pei Qian said loudly, “Make it lighter, smaller, and not heavy on the body.”

Chen Ping agreed with a smile, looked at the sea of ​​clouds, and asked casually: “Then what about that mountain stick?”

Pei Qian without the slightest hesitation said: “He is the number one warrior under my command. Alas, I walked so long with me, but I was reluctant to lose it. I allowed it to disarm and return to the field, with a sweet-hearted grandson, and then I will ask Old Wei for advice. , What official title should be rewarded it…”

A large bag of sour tooth book bags dropped.

It’s just that Chen Ping nodded applauded, and said softly: “That’s right.”

—-

In Old Dragon City, Dust Medicine Shop, Zhang Dafeng actually has nothing to clean up. Except for some changes of clothes, only the old cigarette stick needs to be carried with him.

It seems that this sloppy man, whether he watched the wooden fence break the door in Black Pearl Paradise, or came here, he has always been like this in his life, there is nothing that must be picked up, and there is nothing that can not be put down.

Tomorrow, we will take the Fu Family ferry and return to Great Li Dynasty Dragon Spring County. On the last day, Zhang Dafeng took a bench and sat under the Old Locust Tree.

The old man surnamed Xun has already left, saying that he is going to meet a friend at Invincible God Fist Gang.

Yesterday Li Er returned to Old Dragon City. Fu Qi came quickly with his eldest son Fu Donghai. Fu Qi’s meaning is very clear. Fu Donghai is good at advocating and caused this disaster. Just a word from Zhang Dafeng can make Li Er Mister punched Fu Donghai’s Longevity Bridge, and from then on, Fu Family should raise Fu Donghai.

Zhang Dafeng smiled and asked Fu Qi why he didn’t bring Fu Donghai, who had broken the Longevity Bridge, to the pharmacy. Isn’t it more sincere?

Fu Qi was speechless.

Fu Donghai’s bones are considered hard, not only did not beg for mercy, but provoked a few words, Fu Donghai is uncomfortable without a Li Er punch.

Zhang Dafeng was exhausted at the time, sitting in the yard smoking dry cigarettes.

The old fogey has apparently made a deal with Great Li Dynasty and Fu Family Fan Family.

That Fan Junmao can become the second mountain deity of the Great Li Dynasty after the Northern Mountain God Wei Bo when riding on the horseshoe of Song Clan and stepping on the coast of the South China Sea in Old Dragon City.

The price paid by old fogey is nothing but Zhang Dafeng’s Ninth Realm cultivation base.

Zhang Dafeng knows that things are already done.

Zhang Dafeng thought for a while, and said that’s it. Japan will be long and the water will flow long.

Fu Qi was relaxed, and he was about to take Fu Donghai back home, but Li Er punched him in Fu Donghai’s heart.

The Longevity Bridge was not only broken, but also shattered so that Divine Immortal was hard to save.

Li Er didn’t look at Fu Donghai, but stared at Fu Qi indifferently, “I think as a father, I should be a son of a man.”

Fu Qi helped up the fallen eldest son Fu Donghai, without the slightest anger on his face, said with a slight smile: “Finally let Li Er Mister out of this bad breath, it is worthwhile, just like Mister Zheng said. , The future will be long and the water will flow long.”

“Oh?”

Li Er smiled and asked: “Otherwise, you will show me a way to Fu Family Ancestral Hall?”

Fu Qi, who is good at raising Qi, instantly complexion ashen.

Zhang Dafeng said: “Li Er, it’s okay.”

After Fu Qi took Fu Donghai away, Li Er left Old Dragon City soon.

Today, under the locust tree, Zhang Dafeng is alone in the warm sun of early spring, wearing a comfortable padded jacket that Pei Qian they helped buy.

The girl who hasn’t seen her for a long time probably ate well during the Chinese New Year, as if her cheeks and posture were more “plumped”. Unlike the past, she just wandered around in front of Zhang Dafeng, and this time she courageously approached Zhang Dafeng, asked embarrassingly: “Shopkeeper Zheng, is the shop hiring?”

Zhang Dafeng smiled and shook his head, “Stop recruiting, I will go back to my hometown tomorrow. It’s too difficult to mix and eat in your Old Dragon City.”

Although this girl is ridiculously fat, she has a soft voice, especially sweet, her face is full of loss, “Are you coming back?”

Zhang Dafeng shook his head, “Don’t go back.”

She was surprised: “Don’t you say that it is the old house that your ancestors bought? What about the shop?”

Zhang Dafeng couldn’t help saying with a smile: “Just leave it empty. Dust Medicine Shop, it’s not normal to eat ashes.”

She blushed slightly, “Otherwise, give me the key and I will clean it for you. The house is not popular. It is easy to break quickly. What a pity.”

Zhang Dafeng waved his hand and said, “No, no, no, no, thank you Miss Xie.”

Zhang Dafeng glanced at the sky, it was sunny, but said it was late and he had to go back and pack his luggage.The girl bit her lip and looked at the rickety man who was running away with a bench, and suddenly asked, “Shopkeeper Zheng, don’t you ask me what my last name is?”

Zhang Dafeng didn’t have that face to pretend to be deaf, so he stopped and turned his head, “Dare to ask the girl’s last name?”

The girl smiled, “I like to eat ginger, so surname Jiang!”

Zhang Dafeng was stunned.

How should I answer this?

Just seeing how she walked up and down again and again without speaking, we know that this girl has a gentle temperament who understands etiquette and is not entangled. Today is no exception. She turned her side and gave a 10000 blessing, “I hope Shopkeeper Zheng will go all the way. Downwind.”

Zhang Dafeng smiled and waved, saying goodbye to her.

Is a good girl.

This night, in the northern suburbs outside Old Dragon City.

A small, brand-new grave, and there are several bright red hanging papers pressed with small stones on the small grave.

The rickety man squatted in front of the grave, burned a book, and then placed ten small oil lamps in front of the grave. The lamps inside were painted black, exuding the scent of Yin Demon, but there was no wick.

How does this light up?

A Yin Spirit appear out of thin air, flicking at those oil lamps time and time again, ten oil lamps light up one by one. Upon closer inspection, the wick with a height of one inch is extremely strange and terrifying. It is actually a plume of blue smoke in the shape of a human. The ferocious twisted, as if suffering from the burning of Divine Soul, like the great suffering and pain of muscles melting into lamp oil.

The wicks of the ten lamps are three immortal souls and seven mortal souls of someone.

The fleshy body is still there.

The soul has been detained by this Yin Spirit one after another with a vicious spell.

The man was indifferent to this, but just squatted over there and whispered to the grave head: “I’m afraid you will see it if you look at it. I will be afraid. I will wait until the light goes out before leaving.

—-

In the night, Sun Clan’s ancestral house, Sun Jiashu alone, walked alone along the river bank.

Sun Family Old Ancestor, even if it is already Nascent Soul Earth Immortal, still sighs and regrets these days.

On the contrary, Sun Jiashu comforted Old Ancestor. For Good Fortune, if I get lucky and lose my life, it is just that the Sun Family does not have this kind of partial wealth.

A young pampered young master with a crown-like face appeared beside Sun Jiashu silently. Even the Sun Clan Old Ancestor and the three Golden Core enshrines did not notice the slightest ripple of energy.

Sun Jiashu saw this expert who had helped him untie his entanglement before, and he immediately said: “Meet Fan Mister.”

In the design of Chen Ping, Sun Jiashu not only almost became enemies with Chen Ping, but also almost lost Liu Baqiao, a close friend.

What is the age of this unknown person? The 100-year-old foreign expert found Sun Jiashu, who was in despair, said something, pointed out the confusion, and let Sun Jiashu stay open.

“Walking on the road, it’s pretty good, just stumbled on a certain stone. Fiercely fell and suffered a lot. Does this mean you are on the wrong path?”

“Chen Ping’s Great Dao is very good. It can explain the path that Sun Jiashu took. It’s not good? It’s either or the other, so naive. What kind of abacus and what business do you make?”

“No matter how good someone else’s Great Dao is, it is also the way of others. You might as well bury your head in doing things, but don’t ask about the harvest, and occasionally raise your head and look at the scenery of the people on other roads.”

Gold Jade is a good word, 1000 gold is hard to buy.

The “expert” who is younger than Sun Jiashu, only said that his surname is Fan, but it has almost nothing to do with Old Dragon City Fan.

Sun Jiashu believes in this instinct.

This person said with a slight smile: “In fact, there are only 3 stores in Old Dragon City, Fu Qi, or the Fu Family of Wang Zhu, Fan Junmao, or the Fan Family of the old gods, the last one. , Your Sun Family accounted for half, and the rest of Ding Fanghou added together, roughly half of it. This time we have a long way to go to the north, and we will continue our efforts.

Sun Jiashu nodded said: “My Sun Family will definitely not miss this extremely rare opportunity.”

That person laughed, “Extremely rare? More than that.”

Sun Jiashu was a little dazed. In addition to chewing the deep meaning of this sentence, he also thought of secretly seeing Chen Ping off that day.

The youngster, wearing a white robe and back carrying a long sword, seemed to see himself from behind the crowd after the ferry lifted off.

Instead of turning a blind eye, he actually bid farewell to the cup one fist in the other hand, and finally raised his arm and extended his thumb.

Sun Jiashu, slightly smiled.

It was true then, and it was true now.

—-

Inside the Imperial Palace, a rising dynasty.

There is a pair of master and disciple walking between two tall walls, beautiful white clothed youngster, extend the hand, wiped on the wall.

The woman next to him is tall, but she doesn’t feel uncoordinated or cumbersome.

Between walking, she has no breath.

There is no Qi Refiner’s One with Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Qi image, no Grandmaster imposing manner of pure Martial Artist, or even ordinary Breathing Technique.

The tall woman who has been hanging the sword at her waist without a scabbard just found a seemingly flat Azure Bamboo Sword for her saber that was sharpened in the Thunder Pond of Upside Down Mountain a few days ago.

It was a squire by her side who had worked so hard to find it from Aquarius Continent.

Whether you look far or near, you look like the youngster of Divine Immortal, smiling and asking: “Master, did you buy it or grab it?”

The woman said calmly: “I heard it was bought.”

youngster sighed, said: “That is a strong buy.”

The woman said with a smile: “If you think this is wrong, you can fight him.”

youngster helplessly said: “I, Cao Ci, is the Fifth Realm Martial Artist now. How can I fight him?”

The woman stopped and said, “The strongest word is missing.”

Cao Ci thought for a while, wiped the ground with his toes, drew two short lines on the left and right ends, raised his toes, and pointed to the line on the left, “Just say Fifth Realm, Martial Artist, a general genius in the world, here .”

The toes moved to the right, “I am here, Cao Ci.”

Then he was in the middle of the two and clicked, “Apart from me, Divine Continent’s most outstanding Fifth Realm genius is probably here.”

The tall girl didn’t think that her discipline was supercilious when she was young, and underestimated her peer Martial Artist. In fact, she felt that Cao Ci was too polite.

Cao Ci knelt down suddenly, stretched out a finger, clicked the middle line, and moved slightly to his own line, “I think that guy, after I break through, his Fifth Realm can walk to Here.”

The woman looked down at the position that Cao Ci drew with her finger, nodded agreed: “It should be similar.”

When the pair of master and disciple stood and squatted, chatting about the martial arts.

In the distance, Number One Person, the eunuch of this great dynasty, a ceremonial eunuch who is expected to be among the Immortal Realm, is walking towards this side with a group of bright red python costume Great Mink Temple. After seeing the two people, they stopped. Standing solemnly, everyone did not dare to breathe.

—-

The ferry arrived at the ferry crossing on the border of Azure Phoenix Country. Chen Ping entire group was walking on the bustling street of the ferry. For some reason, whether it was Qi Refiner or pure Martial Artist, they would take the initiative to make a detour. The higher the realm, the better the eyesight of Middle Five Realms. The cultivator and Qi Refining Three Realms Martial Artist expert with rich experience in the arena, the more clearly I feel an invisible pressure.

A beautiful woman with a sword, a tall man with a narrow sword hanging from his waist, an old fogey with a rickety smile, a small, dull man with hardcover.

They are not simple.

But for some reason, a Golden Core cultivator who hides his breath in the crowd, but feels that the imposing manner of these four people added together seems to be inferior to the youngster who is clearly injured and carrying a sword.

The stars are over the moon.