Chapter 522: All major trends in the world are trivial matters

Jingnan Kingdom is densely covered with rivers, and the two riders are still traveling day and night.

It’s just that how to get from Jingnan Kingdom to Beiyan Kingdom is a bit troublesome, because not long ago a series of wars started on the border between the two countries. It was Beiyan who took the initiative, and many of them numbered from a few hundred to a thousand riders. The light cavalry between them entered the pass and harassed them in large numbers, but there were almost no cavalry in the north of Jingnan that could fight with them in the wild, so they could only retreat to the city. Therefore, the border passes between the two countries have been closed. Under this situation, any warrior traveling will become a target.

However, the two riders decided to choose the border mountain road to cross the border.

Considering the previous infiltration of Wuling Kingdom scouts into Jingnan Kingdom, Sui Jingcheng seemed to have some understanding.

At dusk that day, they rode up the hillside and saw a village built along the water, with fires everywhere.

Just when Sui Jingcheng thought that the senior would watch from a distance for a while and then take a detour, the first horse was already galloping downhill and heading straight for the village. Sui Jingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then he accelerated his horse to keep up.

After entering the village, it was like a scene in hell on earth. There were tortured corpses everywhere. Most of the women were naked, and many young and strong men had bloody holes in their limbs with spears. , died of excessive blood loss, struggling to climb, leaving blood stains along the way, and many broken limbs cut by sharp blades. Many children ended up in a particularly miserable state.

Sui Jingcheng got off his horse and began to squat on the ground and retching.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes and listened carefully. After a while, he said, "There are no survivors."

Sui Jingcheng didn't listen at all, he only felt that his bile was about to vomit out.

Chen Pingan squatted down, picked up the blood-soaked soil, kneaded it gently, threw it on the ground, stood up, looked around, then jumped up to the ridge, looking at the footsteps and horse hoof marks around him, his sight After constantly moving away, and finally falling to the ground, Chen Ping'an took off the sword gourd and handed it to Sui Jingcheng. Then he handed the horse's reins to Sui Jingcheng, "We will follow and catch up. Remember to protect yourself. You are left alone. It may not be safe here. Try to keep up with me. When the horse's legs are weak, change horses and ride away."

Chen Ping'an swept away.

Sui Jingcheng got on his horse, suppressed his dizziness, and galloped wildly.

Fortunately, the man in green shirt did not deliberately pursue it with all his strength, but still took care of the leg strength of Sui Jingcheng's mount.

About half an hour later, I heard the sound of horse hooves on the other side of a shallow beach in a valley.

The senior kept walking, "I have already caught up. Don't worry about hurting the horse. Just keep up with me. It's best not to open a distance of two hundred steps. But be careful, there is no one She knew what kind of accident would happen."

Sui Jingcheng jumped on the back of another horse, tied around her waist the sword gourd her senior had put aside for her, and began to charge forward.

The elite cavalrymen of the border army have iron rules about washing their horses' noses and feeding them with food and grass.

In this half-way and half-stream valley, the light cavalry should have stopped for a while, not long after they set off.

ThatSomeone in the group of cavalrymen on the tail of the Qingqi just happened to turn their heads. After seeing the ethereal figure flying over in blue clothes with no face, they were stunned for a moment, and then roared at the top of their lungs: "The warriors are attacking!"

Wearing green shirts, they arrived in an instant like blue smoke. A dozen well-trained elite riders had just turned their horses and were about to raise their bows and crossbows. The standard swords on the waists of the two riders were unsheathed for some unknown reason. In an instant, Suddenly, two heads flew high into the sky, and two headless corpses fell onto the backs of horses.

The green shirt never touched the ground again. He just bent down and bowed, tossing and turning on the horse again and again, holding a knife in both hands.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty horsemen were hacked to death, all with one knife, either cutting them off in the middle, or splitting them open at the head.

The elite cavalry of the Beiyan Kingdom began to disperse quickly, abandoning their bows and crossbows for swords. Some people began to take out armor from their armor pouches and put them on themselves.

There was a knight who looked like a general and rushed over with a long spear in his hand. He quickly stabbed the man in green shirt with his spear. The latter was stabbing the knight next to him with the tip of his knife. The man's neck had just sheathed the sword, and he wanted to use the momentum to lean back and kill the knight behind him. Chang Yan just calculated the opponent's attack accurately.

Sui Jingcheng was about to shout to be careful, but quickly shut up.

The next moment, Sui Jingcheng saw the man in green shirt turning sideways in the air, walking forward, and crashing into the long spear, letting the spear stab him in the heart. , and then swept forward, the knight roared angrily, even though the palm of his hand was already bloody and bloody, he still refused to let go, but the long stick still kept slipping from the palm of his hand. Under the fierce friction, bones must be visible in the palm of his hand, and the knight knew it. Unfortunately, he finally had to give up this ancestral spear, but suddenly, the man in green shirt was already bending down and standing on the horse's head. The next moment, a knife pierced his neck, instantly piercing it.

The man stood up suddenly, and the long knife in his right hand pierced the knight's neck. Not only that, the hand holding the knife was raised high, and the knight's entire body was taken away from the horse.

On the war horse, almost all of the Beiyan Kingdom's standard sword in the hand of the green-shirted man had penetrated the knight's neck, revealing a large section of the sharp edge. Because the sword was drawn too fast, It's almost to the point where there isn't a trace of blood on it.

Chen Pingan suddenly put away his knife, rolled the body off his horse, and smashed it to the ground.

Taking this opportunity, the cavalrymen of Beiyan Kingdom launched a round of bow and crossbow shooting.

Chen Pingan held the knife in both hands, his green shirt shook, and all the arrows shattered in the air.

The war horse at his feet instantly broke his legs and knelt down. The green shirt was almost invisible. Only two bright sword lights were shining everywhere, just like the firelight in the village. It was chaotic and disorderly, but there was something everywhere. dead.

Two hundred elite riders from Beiyan, two hundred incomplete corpses.

Chen Pingan stood on the back of a war horse, dropped the two long knives in his hands on the ground, and looked around, "You followed us all the way, and you finally found such an opportunity, and you still haven't shown up? ”

In the stream with water no more than the knees, a head emerged, covered with a snow-white mask, with ripplesAfter a while, there was finally a man in black robes standing over there, with a smile and a voice leaking out from the edge of the mask, "What a handsome sword skill."

At the same time, several black figures fell from the cliffs everywhere. The assassin in white mask.

There is a graceful woman, holding a gouache box in one hand, holding an orchid finger, and applying makeup on her fair neck.

There is a man with his hands hidden in his sleeves.

There was a man squatting next to the corpse of the cavalryman, placing his fingers between the eyebrows of the head.

There was a man who was as tall as a hill and carried a huge bow on his back.

The only man in black robe standing on the water smiled and said: "Start working to make money, and make a quick decision. Don't delay the sword immortal from going to hell."

That's the way to the neck. The assassin, who was smeared with makeup, said in a charming voice: "I know, I know."

She put away the gouache box in her sleeves, shook her sleeves with both hands, and drew two shining daggers with the seal engraved on them. Densely dense patterns of ancient talismans.

As she slowly rushed forward, two identical women appeared on the left and right sides, and then two more appeared out of thin air, seemingly endlessly.

More than a hundred women holding daggers were overwhelming, swarming towards the young man in green shirt from all directions.

But there was only one person who left the battlefield. He flicked water, kept changing his trajectory, and rushed towards Sui Jingcheng who was sitting on horseback. However, a sword light from the sword gourd penetrated his head, and there was a bang. , the woman’s body turned into a ball of blue smoke.

The real battlefield.

One after another, women were beaten to pieces and turned into smoke.

But every woman and every dagger is extremely sharp, and it is definitely not a false cover-up. Not only that, the women seem to be covered in hidden weapons, making it difficult to guard against.

If that person hadn’t been a thick-skinned Golden Body martial artist, an ordinary Sixth Realm martial artist, she would have died dozens of times just because of her skills.

This is how the Immortal family's magic is. Even if she is just a military monk in the sea-watching realm, she can win with quantity and has an innate ability to restrain martial artists.

The world is filled with wonders and nothing is absolute.

A man in a green shirt suddenly disappeared, came to a woman on the edge of the battlefield, and punched her through the heart.

All the women suddenly stopped, she smiled miserably: "Why do you know that I am the real body, but the powder box is obviously not in my sleeve..."

Chen Ping'an wrinkled He frowned.

The next moment, the woman smiled coquettishly and turned into a puff of smoke, as did all the women. Finally, the smoke gathered in one place, thick smoke billowed, and a woman walked out slowly, She put her hand behind her back, rubbed her heart, and said with a smile: "You are looking for the right one. Unfortunately, as long as I can't kill them all in one go, I won't die. Are you annoyed, Sword Immortal?"

The woman held her hand behind her back and made a gesture.

The man nodded, and a large cloud of smoke exploded from the woman's body, and the women flew towards the green shirt again.

After one punch.

Chen Pingan stood where the women were standing, and almost all the women were shattered by the powerful fists of the cavalry.

Only one woman was left with blood seeping out from the gaps in her snow-white mask. She stretched out her fingers and pressed the mask heavily.

A short assassin who was squatting on the ground nodded and stood up, "It's done. I can't do it with you, I almost made a mistake."

The woman was obviously seriously injured, " If I hadn't delayed you in every possible way, how could you have drawn the talisman array?"

Fifteen flying swords flew out of Sui Jingcheng's sword gourd.

The sword light went straight to the temple of the short formation master.

The short assassin, who had previously hidden his hands in his sleeves, had already twisted out a golden talisman when he was talking to the female assassin, and said with a smile: "Since I know you are a sword immortal, you will Not prepared?"

When the man raised his two fingers, the talisman hovered beside him, waiting for the flying sword to fall into the trap.

Feijian Fifteen suddenly drew an arc and turned away, returning to the sword-raising gourd.

A white rainbow flashed from the center of Chen Pingan’s eyebrows.

The sword flashed.

I never thought that the man's other hand had already twisted the talisman and raised it high. The flying sword seemed to be stuck in the mud, submerged in the talisman, and disappeared in a flash.

The golden talisman hovered in front of the short assassin, trembling slightly. The man smiled and said, "It's a good thing I prepared an extra priceless sword talisman, otherwise I would have died." How come you, the Sword Immortal, are so insidious? The Sword Immortal is already the most lethal darling in the mountain, but you are still so deep in the city. How can we, the Qi Practitioners, survive?”

In fact, after Feijian was trapped by the sword-holding talisman on the first day of the new year, a talisman array with flowing light appeared within a radius of five feet under Chen Ping'an's feet. The light rays intertwined like a chessboard, and then continued to shrink, but The dazzling degree of the rays of light became more and more exaggerated, like an immortal picking the purest essence of the sun and moonlight.

The short assassin who was a mountain formation master twitched his lips.

This formation has two great advantages. One is that the spiritual energy of the monks is stagnant; Your body is as tough as a mountain, except that the soul is stuck and entangled by those criss-crossing light veins. The pain of this whipping is no longer a pain in the skin, similar to ordinary people or ordinary monks, who are lit by the soul. of suffering.

The formation master cursed a few words, then took out a stack of yellow paper talismans, hovering near the golden sword-making talisman. The spiritual light pulled it, and it seemed to be another small talisman formation.

The overall situation has been decided.

The man in a snow-white mask and black robe standing on the water glanced at the distribution of corpses on the battlefield, and then began to review the previous actions of the man in his mind.

There is a small thing that needs to be confirmed.

Now it seems that it can be concluded.

In normal circumstances, meeting such a person who is extremely good at fightingIf they encounter the Golden Elixir Sword Immortal in a hurry, they will only die early and die late. If one or two can escape, it will count as the opponent being merciful.

But in the fight between the monks on the mountain, realm and magic weapon are naturally extremely important, but they are not absolute, and the combat power in the world is never a simple matter of one plus one.

He nodded towards the assassin who had been collecting his soul.

The latter stood up and began to perform the Bu Gang Jue, reciting silently in his heart.

The green-shirted Sword Immortal in the talisman formation was already trapped in the restraints. He staggered. His shoulders shook. Chen Pingan had to use all his strength to raise his right hand slightly. He looked down and saw that the veins in his palm were covered with veins. Twisted black thread.

It seems that the whole arm has been imprisoned.

Chen Pingan clenched his fist and shook, but he still couldn't shake away those dark veins.

At the same time, the burly assassin took off his huge bow and drew it like a full moon.

The man in black robes on the river smiled and said: "When you enter the temple, why do you need to hold incense in your left hand? The right hand has too much killing karma and is not suitable for worshiping Buddha. This unique skill is not easy for ordinary monks to see. If you weren't afraid of something unexpected, I should actually use this Buddhist magical power to target you from the beginning."

An arrow with radiant light shot through the air.

Being held by the man’s left hand, the momentum was so great that the blue-shirted swordsman had to turn his head to avoid the tip of the arrow. The fist of his left hand bloomed, broke the arrow, and fell to the ground. land.

The ever-shrinking chessboard under your feet finally contained countless slender rays of light, like living creatures climbing up the wall, like a French net that instantly enveloped the green shirt.

The burly and strong man drew his bow and fired arrows without stopping. After six arrows passed by, they were all shot away by the man in green shirt. The man in black robe on the river remained motionless and shot away with a flash of sword light.

The man reached out and grasped the sharp flying sword with his left hand.

The flying sword of the dragon gate realm bottleneck sword cultivator is also a flying sword. What’s more, just talking about the sharpness of the flying sword, it is no less than the ordinary golden elixir sword cultivator.

Because the man wanted to block and imprison the flying sword, even if he dodged a little, he was still shot through the left shoulder by an arrow. After the arrow penetrated the shoulder, the castration was still like a rainbow. This shows that this kind of immortal The power of the arrows and the extraordinary physical strength of the man who drew the bow.

His right hand has been imprisoned by magical power, his left shoulder has been severely injured, and his soul is trembling due to the talisman array. The blue-shirted swordsman has absolutely no power to fight back.

Sui Jingcheng burst into tears, slapped the sword-raising gourd hard, and shouted: "Go and save your master, even if you give it a try."

But the sword on her waist Raising sword gourds, there is only silence.

It wasn’t that Sui Jingcheng didn’t dare to die, or that she was unwilling to gallop forward, but she knew that going there would only increase the crisis for her seniors.

She began to hate her cold calculation.

Sui Jingcheng gritted his teeth, clamped the horse's belly, twisted out three golden hairpins, and started to gallop forward. At worst, I will die first, Sui Jingcheng, I don't think it will be possible.Keep him from distracting himself. Naturally, the seniors will not be delayed in killing the enemy and escaping.

Chen Pingan, who was covered in blood and tortured in his soul, flicked his left hand and threw the flying sword in his hand that was about to become uncontrollable. He smiled and said: "That's all? Don't you have any trump cards?"

The assassin who used Buddhist magical power to imprison the right hand of the Sword Immortal in Blue Swordsman said in a deep voice: "Something is wrong! There is no living person who can be indifferent to this torture!"

Chen Ping'an's right arm drooped, letting him Covered by that talisman array.

Step out and disappear on the spot.

Kill the formation master first.

This is what Mao Xiaodong repeatedly warned after the thrilling battle in the capital of the Sui Dynasty.

The short man naturally knows his importance.

Escape and run away.

The flying swords of the black-robed man on the river and the flying swords and arrows of the bow-wielding man shot towards the place in front of the short formation master almost simultaneously.

But the man in green shirt did not appear there. Instead, he moved slightly five or six steps away. He grabbed the woman's neck with his left hand and lifted it up in the air. The woman died on the spot, and her soul was gone. It was instantly blown to pieces by the thick Gang Qi pouring down like a flood.

Throwing the corpse in his hand towards the second arrow, Chen Pingan stamped his foot and the ground trembled.

With a groan, the formation master broke out of the ground and appeared behind the burly man. Chen Pingan casually waved his hand and shattered the sword talisman and the other yellow paper talismans.

Then he disappeared again.

One punch penetrated the chest of the burly man wearing nectar armor in the black robe.

Putting his left hand behind his heart, he just grasped the array master’s face with his five fingers, and the latter’s whole head popped open.

The man in black robe on the river sighed, put away the flying sword, and quickly submerged into the water.

Only the Qi practitioner who could imprison one of the monk's arms with the amount of killing karma was left. His body slumped to the ground, and his soul turned into wisps of smoke and fled in all directions.

The flying swords came out together on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, quickly destroying the wisps of blue smoke.

Chen Pingan's right arm is still drooping, and his shoulders are slightly swaying.

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Staggering, he still got there in one or two steps. In the stream, standing where the man in black robe disappeared, there was a sword fairy in his hand, and he stabbed with his sword.

The entire stream burst into bloom, splashing countless water splashes.

But near the top of the mountain, there was a figure leaning against the cliff, suddenly leaping up and turning into a rainbow.

Chen Pingan let go of his hand, and the sword fairy in his hand pulled out a very long golden line and flew away.

Moreover, Chen Pingan looked around and squinted.

On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, Feijian plundered from two acupoints back to Chen Ping'an's Qi Mansion.

Chen Pingan’s last sight fell on a stone cliff on the other side, and he walked slowly, "Do you really think I am a three-year-old child? You shouldn't have used the flying sword, otherwise I would have run away. ”

The snow-white masked and black-robed man quickly emerged from the stone wall.

DoubleFang Feijian exchanged.

Chen Pingan protected his heart with his left hand and held the flying sword between his fingers. The tip of the opponent's sword was only a millimeter away from his heart.

The other person’s eyebrows and heart have been pierced by the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.

The flying sword held by Chen Pingan's two fingers instantly dimmed, without any sword energy or spirituality.

Then throw it out quickly.

The man in black robe, who still had a glimmer of energy but knew he would die, chose to commit suicide, blowing up all the key energy palaces without leaving any trace.

Chen Pingan swept out, drifted across the stream, stood on the bank, retracted the two flying swords, and punched away the chaotic ripples of Qi.

The sword fairy returns.

Chen Pingan held it in his hand, holding the sword in his left hand, taking a deep breath, turning his head and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Sui Jingcheng rode forward, then turned over and dismounted.

Chen Pingan turned his head and said, "It's okay."

Sui Jingcheng blinked, and Chen Pingan smiled and said, "The other party has no backup plan."

Tears welled up in Sui Jingcheng's eyes now. Looking at the sword immortal in blue shirt covered in blood, she choked up and said: "Didn't I say that the battlefield has its own rules, and the rivers and lakes have their own rules? Why should you meddle in other people's business? If you don't care, If there is no business, there won't be this war..."

Chen Ping'an squatted by the water, scooped up a handful of water with his left hand, and washed his face. The Sword Immortal stood beside him, looking at the return to calm. The stream gurgled and he said calmly: "I told you, why do we talk about complicated truths? It's for simple punches and swords."

Sui Jingcheng squatted beside him, holding both hands Holding her face, she sobbed softly.

Chen Pingan said: "You are lucky. Go search the corpses of the assassins and the nearby areas to see if there are any immortal magic weapons that you can pick up."

Sui Jingcheng burst into tears. In order to laugh, he wiped his face, got up and ran to search for the loot.

After about a stick of incense, the two riders left the valley along the original road and headed for the village.

Chen Pingan's body swayed slightly, and his arm had regained consciousness slightly.

Sui Jingcheng's expression improved a lot and he asked: "Senior, what are you going to do when you go back?"

Chen Pingan said: "Let those people die with their bodies intact."

Then Sui Jingcheng felt a little guilty.

Chen Pingan said slowly: "Don't be like this. When manpower is exhausted, it's like your father standing by in the pavilion. There is nothing wrong with the matter itself, and there is no need for any onlookers to be harsh. However, for some people, things are not right. If you ask questions about your mistakes, it will make a world of difference. Sui Jingcheng, I think you can have a clear conscience. Remember, everyone will have moments when they are helpless when encountering disasters. If you can survive, you don't have to feel too guilty afterwards. Sooner or later it will collapse."

Sui Jingcheng hesitated and turned to look, "Senior, although there is a small gain, you will not regret it after suffering such a serious injury."

Chen Pingan raised his leftHe pointed his hand behind him and said, "You should ask them this kind of question."

Sui Jingcheng did not follow the fingers of the green-robed swordsman and turned around to look. She just stared blankly. he.

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Over there in the village.

From dusk to late night to dawn.

The two riders slowly left and continued northbound.

Sui Jingcheng was silent for a long time. When he saw the senior taking off his sword gourd and drinking, he asked: "Senior, why are you willing to teach me so much along the way?"

Chen Ping'an didn't answer the question, "What do you think of Mr. Wang Dun, who sweeps the villa, as a person?"

Sui Jingcheng said: "Very good."

Chen Ping An asked again: "What do you think of the disciples taught by senior Wang Dun?" Sui Jingcheng replied: "Although I am not familiar with the true temperament of those three people, at least I can see them. Not bad."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Then have you ever thought that with Wang Dui, there is really just one more owner of Sasu Villa, and even the world of Wuling Kingdom? How much influence has the entire Wuling Kingdom had from Wang Dui?"

Chen Ping'an continued: "So I want to see if there will be one more Taoist cultivator in the Sui family of Wuling Kingdom? In the end, even if she will not always stay in the Sui family, when she replaces the old servant Sui Xinyu or becomes the next nominal head of the family, she will always be the backbone of the Sui family in the true sense. So will the Sui family give birth to a child? A family tradition that is truly worthy of the word 'Chun Zheng'"

Sui Jingcheng looked at him.

Chen Pingan thought to himself and said: "I think there is hope."

Finally, Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I have Luo Luoshan, you have the Sui family. One person , Don’t be arrogant, but don’t belittle yourself. It’s difficult for us to change the world all at once, but we are changing the world all the time.”

Sui Jingcheng hummed.

After a while, Chen Pingan turned his head, seeming a little confused.

Sui Jingcheng was confused, "Senior, what's wrong?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, don't worry about the sword gourd, "When you wanted to die desperately, of course it was very difficult. Okay, but I want to tell you something very boring. If you are willing to die and live hard for others, it will only make you feel more uncomfortable. This is a great thing, but not everyone can understand it. Don't let that incomprehension become your burden."

Sui Jingcheng suddenly blushed and asked loudly: "Senior, can I like you?"

Chen Pingan looked calm and calm, "Like me? That's your business. I won't like you anyway."

Sui Jingcheng was relieved and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter!"

Chen Ping'an seemed to have remembered a happy thing. He smiled brightly and without turning his head, he extended his thumb to Sui Jingcheng, who was racing alongside him, "Good vision."

On the way to the north.

"Senior, stop drinking, I'm bleeding again."

"It's okay, this is called a master's style."

"Senior, why don't you like me? , is it because I’m not good-looking? Or is it because of my bad character?”

“It doesn’t matter whether you are good or bad. Every good girl should be liked by a good man. He only likes you, and that’s right. Of course, you are too old to be considered a girl.”

“Senior!”

“Finally, I’ll teach you how to be like Mr. Wang. The principle taught to me by my predecessors is that I must listen to the good things that are flying in the air, but I must also listen to the ugly truth.”

Horse hoofs.

As I walked, the old locust tree in my hometown disappeared.

As I walked, my beloved girl was still far away.

As I walked, the flowers blooming on the mountain every year and in the spring breeze, the gentleman I respected the most was no longer there.

While walking, I saw that the swordsman I admired the most has not been seen for a long time. I wonder if he is still wearing a bamboo hat or if he has found a good sword.

While walking, I wonder if my best friend has ever seen the highest mountains and the largest rivers.

As they walked, Slug, who had been bullied by others, became the person they hated most back then.

While walking, I haven’t worn straw sandals on my feet for many years.

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A disciple of Wang Dui named Lu Zhuo from Sasao Villa sent a letter.

The letter was then sent by the recipient to a mountain man named Qi using the immortal method of flying sword communication.

Lu Zhuo and that man once met by chance in the martial arts world and considered each other to be close friends. However, in fact, that friend was truly a proud man of heaven. On the other hand, Lu Zhuo's martial arts talent was average. Not to mention so many Taoist cultivators on the mountain, even compared to fellow disciples Fu Loutai, Wang Jingshan, and the pair of junior sisters and junior brothers, Lu Zhuo was the one with the least talent, so Lu Zhuo was disappointed with himself in the end at Sashu Villa. His position is to be able to take over from the aging housekeeper and at least help his senior brother Wang Jingshan to share some trivial matters.

Lu Zhuo likes to sweep the villa, and he likes the bustle and liveliness here, and everyone is friendly.

His master and fellow disciples all took good care of him. He felt that he did not have the ability to take care of them, so he would take care of more people he could take care of, such as the old, young, women and children in the village.

Lu Zhuo usually likes to watch Wang Jingshan meticulously teach his younger brother swordsmanship.

The junior sister is always annoyed that she is darker and not as pretty as she is. Moreover, her sword skills seem to be so far away from her senior sister, and she doesn’t know if she can catch up with her in this life. Lu Zhuo didn't know how to comfort her, but he was just willing to listen to her talk about her trivial sorrows.

The master, who had not been in the world for several years, left the villa again.

Lu Zhuo didn’t know what kind of story the master would come back with this time.

Wang Dun left quietly, but went to places other than Jianghu and foundThe eldest disciple Fu Loutai.

It was a small county town some distance away from the villa, and I had a drink with that mediocre man.

Disciple Fu Loutai learned some cooking skills and cooked three dishes to go with the wine. The taste was really not good. The peanuts were too salty and the lotus root slices were too bland. Just mix them well. Just watch. Looking at the disciple's eyes and the young man's smile, Wang Dun said nothing. After all, the wine was okay, but it was a pity that he brought it with him. There were actually several jars of plum wine hidden in the village.

The man was not good at words. He only drank wine and had no nice words to say. When he heard Wang Dun chatting about the big and small things in Zhuangzi, every time it came to an end, the man took the initiative to propose a toast. Wang Dun also went with him.

Fu Loutai sat quietly aside.

With a bottle of wine, no matter how slowly the two gentlemen drank, they would not last long.

Wang Dun finally said: "Drinking with you is no worse than drinking with that sword immortal. If there is a chance in the future, and that sword immortal visits Sasao Villa, I will definitely delay him for a while and call him Come on up to the balcony with you."

The man was a little anxious and quickly put down his wine glass and chopsticks, "I can't help it, I can't talk to you. I'm sitting at the same table with that sword fairy, and I can't say a word. ."

Wang Dun smiled and said, "You will be able to chat. Trust me. After this conversation, I don't think any kid in the villa would dare to look down on you."

His face was red. The red man hesitated for a moment, "Loutai followed me because she was greatly wronged. Her junior brothers and sisters were not very happy, which is what they should be. Besides, it was already good. After all, they still wanted to do it for her. Okay. After understanding this, I'm not unhappy, but rather happy. It's a good thing that so many people are thinking about my wife."

Wang Dun picked up the wine pot and poured it into the wine glass. After pouring a few drops of wine, he stretched out his hand to indicate to Fu Loutai that he did not need to get new wine, and said to the young man: "If you think so, Fu Loutai is not wronged if he follows you."

Wang Dun Opening the package, he took out a jug of wine, "I don't have any other gifts, so I brought you a jug of good wine. I only have three jugs, and I drank most of one myself. One jug is hidden in the village, and I plan to make it golden one day." Wash your hands before drinking."

Fu Loutai is a good judge and asked: "Master, is it Xianjia's wine?"

Wang Dun smiled. Nodding, "After sparring with that swordsman, he saw that my martial virtue was higher than my martial arts, so he gave me three pots. I had no choice but to give him away, and I couldn't stop him."

Fu Loutai smiled and said: "Others don't know, so I don't know? Master, you still have some immortal money, it's not like you can't afford it."

Wang Dun shook his head, "It's different. Mountain people There are not many people who are arrogant."

Fu Loutai is straight-tempered, "Didn't you show off that you had a drink with the Sword Immortal? If I'm not wrong, leave the bottle of wine. Are you going to have a drink with those old friends from the world, and talk about the fight with the Sword Immortal?"

The man gently tugged at her sleeve.Fu Loutai said: "It's okay, Master."

Wang Duan smiled and scolded: "The married girl, the water is thrown out! Let's go, don't send it away. I will go to Zhuangzi often when I have time in the future." Look, it’s home too.”

The couple arrived at the door of their house. In the dusk, the setting sun stretched the old man’s back.

The man gently held her hand and said guiltily: "I am looked down upon by the Villa. Actually, I still have some knots in my heart. I told lies to your master before."

She Holding his hand gently, "It's okay. I know, and Master actually knows too."

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Du Yu did not dare to return to Ghost Ax Palace immediately, but Walking quietly around the world alone.

Du Yu still chose to sit on the sidelines of many injustices in the world, as well as the occasional disputes among some monks on the mountain. Now, no matter who he really met, he felt that he was a hidden master. For a while, I still couldn't recover.

He was a little annoyed. When can he be a good person with a chivalrous heart?

As a result, we encountered a murderous chase in which the strength of the gang was very different. A group of prominent men in the underworld were chasing and killing a white man.

With lightning speed, Du Yu knocked down those green forest heroes, then ran away with the young man on his back. After running for dozens of miles, he threw the rescued man to the ground. Lost, he himself ran away.

Not only was the young man sitting on the ground in a daze, but all the ruthless gangsters in the distance behind him were also inexplicable.

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The Skeleton Beach Pi Ma Sect.

There is only one shop left in Mural City, and the business is deserted. However, since there is only one shop left, it can barely survive, and some people will still come here because of its reputation.

Panglan Creek today I rarely had time, so I went down the mountain and came here to help.

Although Pang Lanxi's practice has become more and more arduous, the number of times the two of them meet is actually becoming less and less than in previous years.

But the girl’s eyebrows were bright, and she had never looked forward to her future life so much.

Even when she didn't see Pang Lanxi, she felt much less worried.

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The willows in the Golden Crow Palace are clear, sitting alone on the top of the mountain.

Only a few monks, including the Master of the Golden Crow Palace, know that this young uncle has begun to retreat, and it will last for a long time, so the mountain is closed in the near future.

No one is allowed to climb the mountain.

As for why Liu Zhiqing sat on the top of the mountain in retreat, no one among the few people knew it, and no one dared to ask.

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An Xianjia ferry on the upper reaches of the Skeleton River.

A wild cultivator couple rarely stayed at the Xianjia Inn for many days. When the woman who finally entered the cave realm walked out of the room, the man burst into tears.

The two walked into the house together. After closing the door, the woman whispered: "We still have so much snow money left."

The woman wiped her tears and said, "I know that after giving us those bones from the Ghost Valley, the Sword Immortal didn't even think about returning to Naiheguan Market to find us. Why?"

The man smiled and said: "I owe it, keep it. Whether we have the chance to meet that benefactor and whether we can pay it back in this life is our business. But whether we want to pay it back or not is also our business. ”

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Under the secret planning of Cangjun Lake Lord, who contributed money and effort.

The Fire God Temple in Suijia City was rebuilt, and a new painted statue of the god was built.

The incense is flourishing.

As for the City God's Temple, it has not been completed for a long time, and the imperial court has not consecrated a new City God for a long time.

Drive into the city.

A pair of teenagers in a back alley were blocked at both ends of the alley by a group of young thugs, holding sticks and approaching with smiles.

One of the tall young men put his hands between the walls and quickly climbed to the top of the wall.

Another thin young man followed suit, but at a slow pace. Someone grabbed his ankle severely, threw him to the ground, and hit him on the head with a stick.

The thin boy covered his head with his arms

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He was beaten with a stick and fell backward against the wall.

The young man who could have escaped lightly jumped down. Since he was a little high off the ground, the strong young man stepped on the left and right walls of the alley several times, fell to the ground, and knocked down several people with random punches. After that, his fists were still unable to escape from the four hands, and he was quickly served with a stick. He still tried his best to protect the thin young man behind him who was leaning against the wall.

In the end, the tall boy’s head was pushed to the ground, and the thin boy was beaten until he was rolling against the wall.

A young ruffian stepped on the tall boy's head, stretched out his hand, and asked someone to bring a white bowl that had been prepared long ago. The latter pinched his nose and quickly put the white bowl away. On the ground.

"If you dare to ruin our good deeds, you should have a longer memory."

The young man threw a bunch of copper coins next to the white bowl, "See, money and rice It’s all prepared for you. After you finish eating the food in the bowl, the money will be yours. If you eat it quickly, you might even earn a piece of silver. If you don’t eat it, I’ll break one of your legs.

The tall young man refused to live or die.

The thin boy wailed, and it turned out that he was hit on the back with a stick.

In the end, the gangsters laughed and walked away. Of course, they did not forget to pick up the bunch of copper coins.

The tall boy squatted at the base of the wall, vomiting.

The thin boy with a bruised nose and swollen face sat against the wall with his legs crossed, crying.

The tall boy struggled to get up, and finally sat next to his friend, "It's okay, one day, we can take revenge."

The thin boy was silent for a long time and stopped crying. , stunned, and finally said softly: "I want to be a person like the Sword Immortal."

He wiped his tears and did not dare to look at the people around him.The tall boy asked, "Aren't you stupid?"

The tall boy rubbed his head and said, "Okay, there's nothing wrong with that. Maybe the sword immortal will be the same age as us." , Not as good as us! Don’t you always like to go to the school and eavesdrop on the old master’s lectures? What is my favorite sentence?”

The thin boy said: “Those who are willing to do so will do the same.” It worked out!"

Then he lowered his head and said, "But even if I have the ability, I don't want to be like these bullies."

The tall boy said with a smile. : "It's okay. When we all become people like the Sword Immortal, you will do good deeds, and I... won't do bad things, just bully bad people! Come on, let's high-five!"

Both of you The teenagers raised their palms together and gave them a high five.

The tall boy turned to him and breathed out, "Does it smell good?"

The thin boy quickly pushed the other person, and the two of them went back and forth, and soon We all grinned in pain, and finally burst into laughter.

They looked up together. The alley was narrow, as if the sky were huge, with only one line of light and way out.

But after all, the light was right above the heads of the two teenagers, and they saw it.

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In Shushui Country, Song Yushao left the villa in midsummer and went to a familiar restaurant in the town. He sat in his old seat and had a steaming meal. hot pot.

The old man was very proud and said to himself: "Boy, do you see, this is the hottest thing. I used to take care of your taste. You are the better swordsman. I can eat this spicy food." I'll beat you Chen Ping'an several times."

In Caiyi Country, a haggard old woman was lying on the bed, and her withered palm was gently held by the woman sitting on the bedside.

The old woman, who had run out of oil and lamp, tried her best to open her eyes and murmured: "Master, madam, this year's wine has not been brewed yet... If Mr. Chen comes, he will not be able to drink." ”

The woman’s eyes were filled with tears, she leaned forward gently and whispered: “Don’t be afraid, I will brew this year’s wine myself.”

Old woman. She murmured, her voice as thin as a mosquito fly, "Also, Mr. Chen likes to eat fried meat with winter bamboo shoots the most. Madam remember to bring him a big white bowl to hold wine, not a wine glass... These trivial things that should be done by slaves can only be done by Madam, don’t forget, don’t forget.”

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After Cui Dongshan left Guanhu Academy, Zhou Ju felt that he was a wonderful person. .

Not long after Cui Dongshan left, there were some changes in Guanhu Academy and Sui Cliff Academy in the north.

Starting from the Academy Saint Mountain Master to the deputy mountain chiefs, all gentlemen and sages must spend enough time every year to give lectures in academies and Imperial Colleges of major dynasties.

It is no longer the case that the sage preaches to the gentleman, the gentleman teaches the wise, and the wise gives lectures to the scholars in the academy.

Within all the territories of Da Li, except for private schools, all citiesSchools in towns and villages, as well as vassal courts and yamen all provide extra money for teachers. As for how much to add, it depends on local circumstances. Those who have taught for more than 20 years will receive a lump sum remuneration. There will be an additional reward every ten years thereafter.

On this day, the idle young man in white finally watched the excitement from beginning to end and appeared in a wealthy mansion where there was no longer any living person.

In the end, he and a young girl who was a maid sat side by side on the railing.

The girl had been implicated by the wife who had an affair and leaked the affair. She was killed by a pair of heroic sworn brothers all the way to the backyard. She happened to pass by and was stabbed to death with a sharp knife.

The lady was even worse. She was chopped up alive by the angry house master.

The sworn brother who exposed his sister-in-law and the man had hot eyes and the hand holding the knife was trembling slightly.

The first time he saw his sister-in-law, the woman smiled like a flower. After greeting him, Shi Shiran went to the inner courtyard. When he raised the curtain and crossed the threshold, the embroidered shoes tripped and fell off the door. , the woman stopped but did not turn around, picked up the embroidered shoes with her toes, crossed the threshold, and left slowly.

After that, he always restrained himself, but he couldn't help but look at her a few more times, so he could see the scandal.

Cui Dongshan put his hands on his knees and seemed to be chatting with the poor maid beside him who was already dead: "The world in the future may be better or worse, who knows."

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A mongrel young man carrying a huge sword frame and holding broken swords like a peacock slowly walked towards the Great Wall of Sword Qi with his master.

Previously, his master took him to the most forbidden place in the world. There were thrones hanging in the air, of different heights.

The master took him to the position that belonged to the master.

"Master, the boss swordsman, or your friend A Liang, whose sword is faster?"

"It's hard to say."

"Master, why did you choose me to be your disciple? I have never understood it. Before today, I didn't even dare to think about it."

"Because you are the person in our wild world who is expected to be the fastest with a sword. You may not be the swordsman standing at the front of the battlefield, but you will definitely be the swordsman at the end."

The young man said in fear: "How can I compare with the master?"

Pinched the young man's neck and slowly said, "You can question yourself as a waste with slow cultivation and a bastard with a bad background, but you can't question my vision."

That one. The man grabbed the young man's neck with one hand and pointed with one finger, telling him whose position was on those hanging thrones.

Finally, he let go of his hand and said expressionlessly: "What you have to do is, if you don't like them one day, just use one less sword than Master."

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A young Taoist wearing a lotus crown and a young Taoist without a crown began to travel around the world together.

They all put on Taoist robes that made it impossible to identify their Taoist identities.

The former has only one requirement for the latter: to do whatever they want and to do whatever they want, regardless of the consequences. But there is a premise: do what you can and don’t seek death yourself.

The young Taoist priest hesitated and asked a question, "Is it allowed to kill innocent people indiscriminately? ”

The young Taoist priest smiled and nodded, answering “Of course”, paused for a moment, and added four words, “This is the best”.

The young Taoist priest nodded.< /p>

Then the young Taoist priest asked: "Do you know what innocence means? Do you know what indiscriminate killing is? "

The young Taoist priest fell into deep thought.

The young Taoist priest shook his head, "You knew it before, even if it was a little superficial, but now you don't know it at all. Therefore, it is not good for a person to be too smart. I once had a similar inquiry and the answer I got was better than yours, much better. ”

The young man’s face turned pale.

Because of this little senior brother.

It is the headmaster Lu Chen, Bai Yujing’s current master.

Even though the young man was a close disciple of Daozu,

Facing this young senior who slapped him into a pulp, the young man was in awe from the bottom of his heart.

When he left Bai Yujing, Lu Chen was in awe. He smiled and said: "I have experienced the small hardships of struggling at the bottom, and enjoyed the great blessings of Bai Yujing's immortal family. After dying once again, it’s time to learn how to live well, and it’s time to take the middle road up and down the mountain. "

At that time, he asked Lu Chen, "Senior brother, will it take many years? "

Lu Chen replied at that time that if you learn quickly, a few decades will be enough. If you learn slowly, a few hundred years or a thousand years will be normal.

Finally, Lu Chen said with a smile : "Don't worry, if you die, my junior fellow apprentice is pretty good at Taoism and can save you again. ”

In fact, after the young Taoist priest came back from the dead, his skin-like body was simply a rare natural Taoist bone in the world. He practiced one thing and made great progress with each passing day, and he was “born” in the cave realm.

According to the younger brother Lu Chen, it was the three senior brothers who had already prepared them. I asked him to accept the gift he had prepared without worry.

Besides, the young Taoist priest’s worst possession is the half-immortal weapon robe called “Lotus Seed”. < /p>

The rank is relatively low, but now in the whole Qingming world, except for a handful of Taoist immortals, probably no one knows the origin of this robe.

To put it simply. Said, wearing this Taoist robe, the young Taoist priest can go to the other three worlds, went to the most dangerous place. The higher the level of the person in charge, the safer the young Taoist priest would be.

When a young Taoist priest stretches his neck to kill someone, he will hold his nose and send him out of the country obediently.

One day when he had nothing to do, Lu Chen was writing music alone above the sea of ​​clouds, while the young Taoist priest sat cross-legged beside him.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Qi Jingchun played the last game of chess in his life. Black and white chess pieces, criss-crossing patterns. Strict rules. It was already the end of an official career with a decided outcome. When he decided to make a decision about his life, This was the only time he violated the rules and made no moves. But he saw the bright glow on the chessboard and the colorful glaze."

The young man asked curiously: "This. Is this what the younger brother deduced from what he saw with his own eyes?"

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "No, it was our master who told me, and it was Qi Jingchun who said it to our master."

Lu Chenxiao narrowed his eyes, stretched out a palm, and gently placed it on the head of the boy who was considered his younger brother, "Qi Jingchun dares to give such a big hope to a boy with slim legs! What about you?! What about me?"

After traveling for a long time in the world, the young man has become more mature, and with a sudden thought, he blurted out: "It has nothing to do with me."

Lu Chen took back his hand, haha. laughing out loud.

The two senior brothers continued to walk in this Qingming world.

The young man asked one day: "Senior brother, if you accompany me to wander around like this and leave Bai Yujing, won't it delay important events?" ?"

The young Taoist shook his head and said with a smile: "There are never big things in the world."

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The Luo Shanzhu Tower.

Cui Cheng rarely walked out of the second floor.

Zhu Lian, Zheng Dafeng, and Wei Bo have all gathered.

Wei Bo held in his hand the tung leaf umbrella that Chen Pingan took out from the Lotus Flower Blessed Area.

Cui Cheng nodded, and then said: "Bring Pei Qian over and go in together. Since the Lotus Root Blessed Land is divided into four, and we occupy one of them, let Zhu Lian and Pei Qian Let’s go take a look first.”

Wei Bo used his natal magical power. The Heitan girl who was practicing the crazy swordsmanship in the backyard of Qilong Lane suddenly found herself standing outside the bamboo building. He said angrily: "What! I have to copy books after I practice swordsmanship!"

Wei Bo said seriously: "You and Zhu Lian go to Nanyuan Kingdom, the land of lotus flowers."< /p>

Pei Qian was stunned.

Wei Bo opened the umbrella and let go.

There was a constant flow of precious light pouring down from the umbrella surface.

Zhu Lian pulled Pei Qian into it.

The next moment Zhu Lian and Pei Qian stepped into the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom. Pei Qian rubbed his eyes and saw that he was very familiar with the street. The alley was not far away. .

Light rain season.

Pei Qian took the hiking pole and waved it around, laughing.

An old Confucian scholar in blue shirt flew through the air.

The master of the Nanyuan Kingdom planted autumn seeds.

Zhu Lian glanced at him and said, "Hey, master."

Zhong Qiu seemed to have seen two "exiled immortals" appearing in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom. He was not confused, but smiled. Said: "Where is Chen Pingan?"

Pei Qian raised his eyebrows, puffed out his chest, and said in an old manner: "My master, I don't have time, let me, the founding disciple, come and see you first!"

Then Pei Qian felt as if he had been struck by lightning, without any arrogance anymore.

She even had cold hands and feet.

After that, she was in a daze, and it wasn’t until she left the Lotus Flower Blessed Land that she finally came back to her senses.

Both Wei Bo and Zheng Dafeng found it strange.

Zhu Lian shook his head, indicating that there was no need to ask any more questions.

On this day, for the first time in her life, Pei Qian took the initiative to go up to the second floor of the bamboo building. She said hello. After getting permission, she took off her boots and placed them neatly outside the threshold. Even the The hiking poles were leaning against the outside wall and she didn't bring them with her. After closing the door, she sat cross-legged and sat opposite the barefoot old man.

The old man asked: "What do you want from me? Do you want to learn boxing from me?"

For some reason, the Heitan girl, who has not grown up in so many years, nodded vigorously. , "You must learn boxing!"

The old man asked: "Aren't you afraid of hardship?"

Pei Qian's eyes were determined, "You are not afraid of death!"

The old man sneered. He said: "That's such a loud tone. You should cry loudly when the time comes. Now there is no Chen Pingan in Luolu Mountain to protect you. Once you decide to learn boxing from me, there is no turning back."

Pei Qian said solemnly: "I have thought about it. Even if I cry or regret it when the time comes, you must beat me so that I don't dare to cry or regret it!"

The old man seemed to be worried about this. The answer was a bit surprising, and he laughed heartily. Finally, he looked into the little girl's eyes and asked, "The last question, why do you want to learn boxing?"

Pei Qian clenched his fists and was silent for a long time before he said: "No one can beat me, Pei Qian, but there is only one person. I can't lose to him! Absolutely not!"

The old man said, "Okay, from today on, you will be me, Cui Qian." Sincerity has passed on directly, don't worry, you don't need that bullshit master-disciple status." Pei Qian raised his hand, wiped his tears, nodded heavily, stood up, and bowed to the old man to thank him.

The barefooted old man who had never been arrogant at Chen Pingan's side actually stood up, put his hands behind his back, and accepted the bow solemnly.

Pei Qian stepped forward with one foot, stepped back with the other, and opened a fist fight, "Come on!"

Cui Cheng flashed away, holding down Heitan with one hand. The little girl's head was pressed against the wall. Pei Qian's bones creaked and his orifices were bleeding.

The old man smiled and said: "Do you still want to learn?!"

Pei Qian roared: "You have to learn even if you die!"

The old man nodded and said: " Very good.”

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At that time, a young man walked out of the alley of Nanyuan Capital City.A young man in a shirt, holding an oil-paper umbrella with a warm smile, looked at Pei Qian. After being slightly surprised, he said in a warm voice: "Pei Qian, long time no see."

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