Sword of Coming

As soon as the young swordsman from Fenglei Garden saw the young girl, he immediately became excited. The first thing he said to Ning Yao was, "Little girl, no matter how old you are, you will definitely be no worse than my Fairy Su."

This is probably the highest evaluation a young swordsman has for a woman in the world.

Of course, Ning Yao didn't look very good, but before she could say anything, Liu Baqiao, who could speak the small town dialect, had already turned his head and gave Chen Ping'an a thumbs up. This genius swordsman from Fengleiyuan had clear eyes. Said: "You are just a mortal, and you dare to call Banzhengyang Mountain Mountain Protector. The key is to survive, it is simply a miracle!"

Liu Baqiao was really curious, how did the straw-shoe boy with thin arms and legs in front of him develop such amazing explosive power?

Liu Baqiao put away his thumbs and did not walk side by side with Chen Songfeng who was walking in front. Instead, he walked on the side of Chen Ping'an. He turned around and said with a smile: "Although Zhengyang Mountain is just a small hill, there are some hidden things that are not worthy of the name." A turtle with a shrunken head, but that mountain-protecting ape has a very ferocious reputation. It is a name gained with each punch, especially after the death of the founder of Zhengyang Mountain, the head before the third peak of Zhengyang Mountain was opened. For the past two hundred years, it was almost because of this old ape that he protected Zhengyang Mountain from being annexed by surrounding forces. Of course, Zhengyang Mountain at that time was still just a small and insignificant household. The enemy I need to face is not too strong. If we provoke our Fenglei Garden at that time, hey, there is no suspense. I only need the ancestor to give me an order and reward me with a sword card, and I can run to the right place alone. Above Yangshan Mountain, gently drop our Thunder Pond Sword Formation. After this rain of swords, Zhengyang Mountain will be finished."

Liu Baqiao made a gesture of throwing objects on the ground.

Ning Yao exposed it without mercy: "Zhengyang Mountain is not as unbearable as you say, and Fenglei Garden is not as powerful as you say."

Liu Baqiao didn't look embarrassed at all. He changed the topic at lightning speed and said mysteriously to Chen Ping'an: "I heard that the predecessor of this covered bridge was a stone arch bridge. There was a rusty pole hanging under the stone arch bridge. An old sword strip to prevent the dragon from straying into the water? Generally speaking, this kind of old thing that looks inconspicuous is definitely not a vulgar object. It may be a spiritual treasure that will shock the world and make ghosts and gods weep."

Liu Baqiao stamped his feet vigorously on the wooden corridor and said: "But I just lay on the ground and knocked with my hands for a long time, but I couldn't find any clues. Could it be that this thing has no connection with me? Logically speaking, it's impossible, like me Such an unparalleled swordsmanship genius, if the old sword strip is really a magic weapon, not to mention that he came to me to recognize the master, at least everyone should resonate with him, right? Could it be that the old sword strip is actually just a mediocre person, really just a man who has aged a little longer Just an old thing? Oh, what a pity, what a pity."

Chen Ping'an next to him was a little dull. This guy didn't look like he was joking at all. He was very serious. Although he was definitely not in the same category as "reasonable and well-founded", you couldn't say that he was just talking nonsense.

Liu Baqiao didn't care whether Chen Ping'an was annoyed or not, he kept talking about interesting things in the town, saying that so and so got an eye-catching opportunity and actually pulled out the entire iron chain locking Longjing. I went to Shenjing; and so-and-so walked around for several days but couldn't find any opportunity.

Finally, in a dilapidated alley, I looked up casually and found that the wall on top of the gate was inlaid with a small bronze mirror. With the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse, the man climbed up the ladder and took a look. Guaguai, it turned out to be the ancestor in the mirror, with arcs of clouds and thunder, and eight small characters engraved on the seal, 'Light of the sun and moon, the world will be bright'. The brother was so happy that he stood on the ladder and burst into tears; Born into a rich young lady, it was a blessing in disguise that she met Mr. Cui from Guanhu Academy. The two fell in love at first sight...

After crossing the covered bridge, Chen Songfeng naturally slowed down and let Chen Pingan lead the way.

The group of people walked upstream along the nameless stream. Chen Ping'an was carrying a large basket with yellowed bamboo slices on his back, while Chen Songfeng was carrying a bamboo bookcase that was still green and lovely. Liu Baqiao was very curious about what was in Chen Pingan's backpack. He insisted on finding out, so he asked Chen Pingan to slow down. As he followed, he rummaged around in the basket and found that there were a lot of messy things, including three lamps. Stacked hats, two pots, a kettle, one for oil, two small and large hatchets, two pieces of flint and a bundle of fire knives, at the bottom of the backpack, there is also a row of halves cut in half and then closed. There are about seven or eight pieces of bamboo tubes, and a small cloth bag with fish hooks and lines.

Liu Baqiao asked: "Chen Pingan, what are those bamboo tubes used for?"

Chen Pingan gave the answer, "There are eight bamboo tubes in total, six of which contain four white rice balls in each bamboo tube, and the other two contain some pickles that are not easy to spoil."

Liu Baqiao's face was full of pride, and his walking steps were a little fluttery. He said loudly: "I have eaten pickled vegetables!"

Chen Ping'an glanced at him strangely and thought, is it so amazing to eat pickles? Unless you can eat a bamboo tube of pickled vegetables in one go without drinking water or eating, that would be great.

Liu Baqiao suddenly asked out of curiosity: "On this trip to the mountains, we only have three meals. Do we need two large bamboo tubes of pickled vegetables? For pickled vegetables, I can eat half a bowl of rice with just one chopstick!"

Chen Ping'an was thinking about which mountain road to choose the fastest, and said casually: "Miss Ning and I will eat pickles from a bamboo tube, and you and your two friends will go together."

Liu Baqiao was stunned for a moment, then laughed in a low voice: "Don't be so open-minded, I'll share a bamboo tube with you."

Ning Yao said resolutely: "No! You and your friends eat it."

Liu Baqiao said angrily: "Why?!"

Ning Yao raised his chin, indicating that the answer lies with Chen Ping'an, which means that I don't even bother to talk to you Liu Baqiao.

Liu Baqiao shifted his gaze, his eyes a little resentful, and there was a hint of expectation in his resentment.

Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head.

Liu Baqiao sighed helplessly, "I understand that you value sex over friends."

Ning Yao sarcastically said: "You have become friends so quickly, so your friends are not tens of thousands, but thousands, right?"

Liu Baqiao stared and said, "How is that possible!"

Ning Yao raised his eyebrows and added three words for him, "How can it be so few?"

Liu Baqiao clicked his tongue and said, "Miss Ning, your temperament is not as good as my own, Fairy Su."

Ning Yao frowned and said, "Is it Su Jia from Zhengyang Mountain?"

Liu Baqiao became more and more proud, "Yes! Su Jia, the beautiful crops are actually crops, the crops that the saint said, 'There are many good farmers'! How about my Fairy Su, isn't the name also touching?"

Ning Yao asked a question that Chen Ping'an couldn't understand, "If you really like Su Jia so much, have you ever thought about what you would do if she likes you too?"

Liu Baqiao suddenly became deflated, groaned, and finally said to himself guiltily: "How could she like me?"

Chen Pingan felt that Liu Baqiao was not a bad person.

Chen Dui and Chen Songfeng were more than ten steps away from the three people in front.

Seeing Liu Baqiao chatting so well with the straw-shoe boy, Chen Songfeng was a little envious. Liu Baqiao seemed to be born to deal with people. He had three religions, nine schools of thought, emperors, generals, peddlers, and servants. There was no one he couldn't chat with.

Chen Songfeng asked in a low voice: "After the woman heard the news, she immediately visited the government office and offered to return the armor. As an apology to the Xu family in Qingfeng City, why didn't you accept it?"

Compared with her before entering the town, Chen is obviously much kinder now. If Chen Songfeng asked such a question in the past, she would just ignore it and patiently explained: "If Qingfeng City had known the truth a long time ago, the ancestor of the young man named Liu is I, the Chen family of Yingyin, stay in the small town to guard the tomb. If they dare to act like this, they will of course have to pay a price, and it is far from as simple as returning the armor. But since they did not know the inside story in advance, opportunities are precious and rare. People can be fought over, but I, the Yingyin Chen family, are not so overbearing."

Chen Songfeng said with a smile: "Maybe Qingfeng City also had the idea of ​​​​taking advantage of Zhengyang Mountain. If the old ape hadn't rushed in front and was pulled by the woman as a tiger skin flag, Qingfeng City would not have been able to take it away. Treasure Armor.”

Chen returned to his original appearance and sneered: "You are just like a dog, you just go with the flow and never care about the real trend."

Chen Songfeng lowered his voice and said casually: "Perhaps he is weak-minded. Instead of doing big things that are in vain, it is better to make some small profits."

Chen Dui turned around and glanced at this descendant of the Chen family in Longwei County. Chen Dui did not comment on Chen Songfeng's "unintentional remarks."

They were about to enter the mountain. Chen Pingan stopped and Chen Dui said almost at the same time: "Liu Baqiao, tell him to just lead the way. The faster the better."

Because of the battle between the straw-shoe boy and the mountain-moving ape on the roof of the small town, Liu Baqiao watched most of the battle from a distance. After returning, he made a big show of it to Chen Songfeng. Chen Dui was also present at the time, so she knew not to regard Chen Pingan as An ordinary young man from the city.

So in the end, Chen Songfeng became the one holding him back. Although this powerful leader Junyan also likes to climb high places to compose poems and explore mysterious places, he pales in comparison to the other four. Chen Dui is a master of martial arts, and Liu Baqiao, among all the Qi practitioners in the world, attaches great importance to tempering his body. The sword cultivator, the boy and the girl, were able to play with an extremely tyrannical mountain-moving ape.

The mountain road is difficult to travel.

Especially after the spring rain, the ground was muddy and slippery, and he had to cross the rocky cliffs of the stream from time to time. Chen Songfeng's mouth was parched and he was sweating like rain.

Later, even if Liu Baqiao helped Chen Songfeng carry the book box, Chen Songfeng was still panting like an ox and his face turned pale.

Chen Ping'an asked Chen Dui once if he wanted to slow down. Chen's reply was to shake his head.

When a group of people needed to wade up the stream, Chen Songfeng stepped on a moss-covered stone, slipped, and fell into the stream, becoming a drowned rat in a state of extreme embarrassment.

Chen Dui stopped and turned around to look. Although she didn't speak, her face was gloomy.

Liu Baqiao quickly turned around and helped Chen Songfeng get up.

Chen Songfeng apologized: "I'm fine, don't worry about me, I'll definitely be able to keep up."

Chen Ping'an simply took off his backpack, placed it in the depression of the stone cliff, and said, "It's enough to rest for a quarter of an hour."

Of course, Ning Yao didn't care. She squatted near Chen Ping'an. She was bored and put her palms on the hilt of the sword. She pressed down gently, and the end of the scabbard gently tapped the blue stone cliff with a sound. The sound of the stream is peaceful.

Chen said in a deep voice: "Keep on going!"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Don't use up all your strength in one breath when entering the mountain. Slow down for a while before continuing. When he gradually adapts, he can keep up with us. It's not that he is physically weak, it's just that his breath is messed up."

When it comes to crossing mountains and wading through rivers, Chen Ping'an is indeed an expert among experts.

Unexpectedly, Chen Dui didn't listen to Chen Ping'an's explanation and said directly to Chen Songfeng: "Just go back to the town."

Chen Songfeng's face was full of bitterness. Looking at the unsuspecting young woman, he turned to Liu Baqiao and said, "Then I'll trouble you to carry the suitcase."

Liu Baqiao was furious, took the book box and threw it at Chen Dui, "I'm not here to serve you anymore!"

Chen Dui's face was calm. After taking the book box, he carried it on his back and said to Chen Ping'an, "Let's go."

Chen Pingan thought for a while, took out two bamboo tubes from his backpack, and gently threw them to Liu Baqiao, "I'm hungry on the way back. You can fill your stomach."

Chen Songfeng persuaded Liu Baqiao softly. The latter held a bamboo tube and sneered: "I don't want to be so cowardly. I will go back home with you. When we get to the government office, we will ask for a table of good wine, good food, big fish and meat! It's no better than that." Is this comfortable?"

Chen Dui turned around and continued moving forward.

After Chen Pingan picked up the basket, he felt a little worried. He looked at Liu Baqiao and asked, "Do you know the way back?"

Liu Baqiao smiled and said, "I remember."

Chen Pingan nodded and left with Ning Yao.

The three figures in front gradually faded away. Chen Songfeng simply sat on a pile of rocks and said with a wry smile: "Why are you here? It's not a bad thing for you and Fengleiyuan to have some incestuous relationship with Chen Yingyin." , why do you have to act out of emotion?"

Liu Baqiao opened a section of the bamboo tube, revealing a snow-white rice ball, and said happily: "Chen Ping'an is still kind, and he is indeed my good brother."

Chen Songfeng knew Liu Baqiao's temper and stopped trying to persuade him.

Chen Songfeng laughed at himself: "Bai Wuyi is a scholar."

Liu Baqiao muttered: "I should have let Chen Ping'an leave a bamboo tube of pickled vegetables if I had known earlier."

He grabbed a rice ball and gnawed it, and asked vaguely: "You are not right. Mr. Qi from the small town, and of course Mr. Qi's husband, are very powerful."

Chen Songfeng's eyes were dazed, "What do you think Mr. Qi wants to do?"

Liu Baqiao replied casually: "God knows."

Chen Songfeng stretched out his hand to shake his soaked shirt and sighed: "What a 'God knows'."

In the shop by the stream, Liu Xianyang fell asleep again.

Ruan Qiong sat on the bedside with serious eyes.

Every breath of the tall boy was long and distant, that's all. The key point was that every breath he exhaled was like mist in the mountains, like water smoke on the lake, white and misty. They did not disperse with the wind, but condensed little by little in the mouth and nose. between.

Finally, a three-inch long white dragon seemed to be entrenched on the young man's face.

Use dreams as sword furnaces.

In one breath, he became a fairy sword.

Ruan Qiong rubbed his chin and exclaimed in admiration: "It turns out that he took the extreme path of breaking and then standing up. All the acupoints were broken and the passes were unobstructed. Although the body was completely decayed, the sword was finally completed."

"You can both make swords and practice swords. No wonder this Sword Sutra is so popular. You can practice while sleeping, you can practice in dreams, and the great path can be expected."

Ruan Qiong stood up and laughed at himself: "If I had known better, I shouldn't have agreed to lend you to the Yingyin Chen family for twenty years."

Three carriages went up the seemingly endless mountain road.

Finally reached the top.

Song Jixin and Zhigui stepped out of the carriage and looked at each other. The top of the mountain was a large platform with flat ground. Two stone pillars were erected in the center. However, water flowed between the stone pillars, and the scene behind the "water surface" could not be seen clearly. In front of the young girl, it was like There stands a heavenly gate.

The girl stared intently at the door.

Song Jixin turned around and walked to the edge of the top of the mountain. He looked up into the distance and saw the vast rivers and mountains. He felt relaxed and happy.

Song Changjing, the king of the Great Li vassal, was wrapped in a fox fur, his face was pale, but he was in good spirits. He came to Song Jixin and said with a smile: "This Lizhu cave in Dongbaopingzhou is one of the thirty-six small caves. , is not known for its vast territory, its territory is only a thousand miles in radius.”

Song Changjing did not turn his head, but raised his finger and pointed at the gate behind him, "After passing that gate, go straight down the ladder. After about thirty miles, you will step on my territory of Da Li. At that time, You may not be able to see clearly when you look back, but you can understand one thing, that is, this Lizhu Cave is actually hanging high in the sky..."

Song Changjing paused briefly, "A bead."