Sword of Coming

Although the little girl in the red cotton-padded jacket was temporarily discouraged, she was Li Baoping. Alas, she was very motivated and moved away quietly, sneaking from the tall woman’s left hand position, going around behind her, and walking to her right By hand, looking at her clothes and her big lotus leaf, Li Baoping still thinks it looks pretty, it’s really beautiful.

After hearing Cui Chan’s scolding mother and the old man’s reprimand, Chen Ping figured out some meaning, but still couldn’t believe it, swallowed saliva and said, whispered to the tall girl: “This old Mister belongs to Mr. Qi Mister? What kind of Literary Saint is it? A Confucian Great Saint?”

No wonder this road has gone so much having ups and downs.You will meet Ah Liang who wears a hat, Land Sword Immortal from Snow Wind Temple, and of course this Cui.

The tall woman nodded said with a smile: “That’s it.”

The real body of the woman is the old sword hanging under the stone arch bridge, and the Sword Spirit conceived. During the long waiting period of nearly 10000 years, she has witnessed the fall of the last True Dragon, the epic and weeping ending battle. , Three Sects and Great Qi Refiner of Hundred Schools of Thought, joined hands, and there are still countless deaths and injuries. The bodies of those who died in battle fell to the earth like rain, and their souls were not scattered. Together with the destiny after True Dragon’s death, they were confused. Created Black Pearl Paradise, but she was regarded as a child fight, a child’s play.

This Sword Spirit watched with cold eyes from beginning to end, occasionally when his eyes were bright, he secretly picked up a few beautiful and beautiful objects, top secret.

She thought that the rest of her life was either sleeping or yawning, visualizing those imposing manner magnificent Ancient Ruins floating in them, not as good as a solitary soul, unbound ghost, just a little bit in the long river of time The inside drifts with the flow, waiting for the day when Spiritual Qi disappears.

But when Black Pearl Paradise was broken, she picked Chen Ping as the second master, not Ning Yao who was born with Great Sword Immortal embryo, not Ma Kuxuan who came from a good source, and not something like Xie Shi and Cao Xi. Small town genius.

All this, Qi Jingchun has done a great job.

First that night, Qi Jingchun sat alone on the covered bridge until dawn, just under the to get rich plaque, in order to persuade her to open her eyes and take a look at Mud Bottle Alley, even at a glance.

In fact, the first impression of Sword Spirit is that there is no feeling.

She has seen too many surprises.

So she was indifferent. For her, whether Black Pearl Paradise broke and fell, or Heavenly Dao counterattacked the 100 surname, it had no effect on her.

But she is really curious about why Qi Jingchun, a Scholar who is known as the ancestor of an established Sect, chose a child who has never even read a book.

So after that day, she looked at the boy a few more times, but she still didn’t think what happened.

Later, she was really bored, and finally remembered that when Qi Jingchun left, with the identity of Saint in the small town, she intercepted Black Pearl Paradise in the long river of time for more than ten years-“a slick of water”, it was Qi Jingchun It was picked up with Great Divine Ability and placed under the covered bridge.

So one day, when she is idle, she has to find something to do, right?She began to show her real body, hovering on the water under the bridge, combing her hair while watching the water.

It’s all the bits and pieces of that Mud Bottle Alley boy.

There are behind-the-scenes schemes of 1000 miles of volts, the trivialities of the streets and alleys, the kind deeds that hide evil intentions, the misfortunes of unintentional actions, the sorrows and joys of the parents, the sadness and the sincerity, the death of some people in life.

She finds it very interesting, much more interesting than watching a group of children beating and killing or beating a bug.

For example, a child is a big child, carrying a basket almost as high as most of him, saying that he is going to go up the mountain to collect medicine, and then before he goes up the mountain, he cries that is called heaven-shaking, earth-shattering.

Another example is a child standing on a small bench, holding a spatula in his hand and thinking about it. Tonight, he must cook a delicious meal. It is not salty or weak.

For example, the child who ran away from the candied fruit stick stall, drooling while running, could only try to imagine what it was like as a child.

Finally, for example, the child fished deep in the stream at noon in order to survive. He didn’t know the reason that Divine Immortal was difficult to catch noon fish. The sun was darker than black charcoal.

Sword Spirit knew that these were all sufferings, but she never felt that it was any hard suffering.

Because Sword Spirit once followed her master and fought 4 squares, the corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood, covered with the remains of the gods, can pile up into mountains.Those great demon pill can be skewered into a candied fruit stick at one time, and it tastes crunchy.The silhouettes of those heavenly demons, which cover the sky and the sun, destroy them with one sword.

So after Qi Jingchun found her again, she still didn’t want to be nodded.It’s just that Qi Jingchun, who is so good at Sage, has nothing to do. Qi Jingchun regained the time-water, and gently poured the Dragon Beard Creek water on the bridge. Those pictures flowed slowly, from the purpose of sending letters to the body. Chen Ping, a young man in a hurry, finally returned to child Chen Ping in Immortal Grave, praying for his mother’s health. Qi Jingchun was pouring water immediately and decided not to insist on persuading Sword Spirit.

He started walking towards the end of the covered bridge, which was exactly the last moment he was disappointed. There was an unintentional remark that finally touched the stone-hearted Sword Spirit slightly, “We are all very disappointed in this World.”

Sword Spirit remained silent, and the water was about to fuse into the stream. The last scene was the child bidding farewell to the father at Mud Bottle Alley, “Father, I am 5 years old and I am an adult!”

Sword Spirit looked at the back and said, “Let him walk the bridge. If he can keep going, I can consider.”

Qi Jingchun turned his head in shock, then laughed, nodded hard, “I believe in Chen Ping, please believe in Qi Jingchun!”

The man strode down the steps of the covered bridge, and his two large sleeves shook violently, as if it was filled with Qi Jingchun’s youth.

Sword Spirit was interrupted by a question from the teenager.

The teenager cautiously asked: “Since it is Mr. Qi’s Teacher, can we not fight?”

Sword Spirit loosened the snow-white lotus leaf in his hand. It floated to the sky first, then became huge in an instant, supporting a vast sky with a radius of 10 li.

She shook her head and said, “For Mr. Qi, you have to fight this fight.”

Chen Ping scratched his head and said, “Although I don’t know why, but since it is related to Mr. Qi, you said so again, I believe you…”

The boy paused for a moment, his eyes were firm, staring at the tall woman, grinning said with a smile: “Hit it!”

She smiled knowingly, turned her gaze, and looked at the old fogey who was still procrastinating. It took a long time to untie the knot that tied the reel. She was still whispering at the moment.

“I used to only know that I was hiding in my study for learning, and I missed a lot. After I walked out of Merit Virtue Forest, I wanted to try life that I could not imagine before, such as drinking alcohol, quarreling with people with rough necks, eating spicy food, I went into the water to swim, and just walked through many places along the way, and saw many famous mountains and rivers…”

She jokingly said: “Lord Literary Saint, it’s not over yet, with a knife on the neck, um, it’s a sword, you drag it so meaningless.”

The old man said angrily: “I’m not waiting for you two to change your mind.”

She squinted her eyes coldly and said: “Old Guy, don’t get cheap and sell well!”

The old scholar chuckled, “Old Guy?”

She smiled softer and softer, “I wrote it down.”

The old man broke the jar and said, “Fight and fight, who is afraid of whoever. I really think I can’t fight, that’s just comparing my ability to fight.”

The old scholar finally untied the knot, his wrist flicked, and the scroll spread out horizontally and fell diagonally to the ground. The old man held the scroll in his hand. The scroll was really long, and the water well was instantly covered. On the ground around, Chen Ping wanted to move before, but was held by the tall woman on his shoulders so that he didn’t have to move.

The bold Li Baoping simply squatted on the ground and watched carefully, not forgetting to reach out and poke a little bit.

In addition, Cui Chan, a young man standing behind the old man, is helping the old scholar with his luggage.

The old man shouted lightly: “Close!”

Li Baoping, who was still at the old water well, squatted on the ground studying the mountains and rivers, suddenly awakened, and the scroll on the ground disappeared.

Moreover, Little Master-uncle and the female ghost sister who has a bad temper, and Mister’s Mister, the old man who should be called the master, disappeared together.

She lifts the head and looked at it, reverting to a scroll, hovering quietly in the air.

The young Cui Chan was not surprised at this, standing still holding his bag obediently, with an expression of resentment that was no greater than death.

She abruptly stood up, raised the high seal, and asked loudly: “My surname is Cui, where is my Little Master-uncle?! Don’t you say that I shoot you! I have never beaten people either lightly or seriously. I accidentally patted them. I am not responsible for your death!”

Cui Chan glanced at the little girl, his face was indifferent, and nodded said: “You can shoot me to death.”

Provocative, right?

Just forget about white clothed woman.Are you a villain?

Li Baoping was stunned, and then furious. Without saying a word, she flung her legs and galloped. After bypassing the picture scroll, she was shorter than the white clothed youth, and she jumped swiftly. The seal slammed Cui Chan in her hand. On the forehead.

The young Cui Chan had an unbelievable face and idiotic eyes. He reached out and touched his even more red and swollen forehead. Suddenly he lost his bag, squatted on the ground, hugged his head and shouted: “This day is not going to pass, anyone can bully Lao Tzu. !”

The little girl felt a little guilty for no reason. The hand holding the seal went around behind her and hid the tool of crime quietly, and then began to study the scroll, hoping to find Little Master-uncle.

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Chen Ping looking around all around is a bit similar to being pulled into the “underwater” by Sword Spirit for the first time. All around is vast and nothingness, so some “real objects” are set off to be extra “real”, for example, there is a high wall in the distance. No matter how Chen Ping craned his neck, he couldn’t see the end of the wall.

The white clothed woman standing beside him stretched out her hand to hold the blue silk tied together by the golden silk knot, said with a smile: “This is not only in the mountains and rivers, but also in the consciousness of the Literary Saint, speaking of which compares It’s complicated and troublesome. As long as you know that you can shoot a sword here, you and I can have no worries. This is one of the reasons why I agreed to old fogey, or else I would fight on the riverside cliff.”

She suddenly pressed Chen Ping’s shoulder with her other hand, “Now it’s too close, so you can’t see the real body. I will take you back a little bit, let me back 800 miles.”

Chen Ping felt that the whole person was fast as lightning, but he quit and did not know how far away. After finally standing still, the young man ignored the physical discomfort and the boiling of Qi Palace. He opened his mouth wide and looked at “the mountain”, 800 miles away. Can a mountain seen from afar be so huge?

Compared with Draping Clouds Mountain, my hometown, should it be like a small mound?

The tall woman looked solemn, “There is another more important reason, that is, if Literary Saint promises to fight here, he can give you a little extra treatment.”

Chen Ping has been shocked beyond words, a little dry mouth, “Huh?”

She stared at the young boy’s eyes, “Here, when you take out your sword, you will have a cultivation base similar to Tenth Realm Qi Refiner. Of course, this is an illusion, but it is an extremely real illusion. I hope you are in it. Later, you can carefully understand that this is of no use to your future cultivation…”

She was amused by herself, and she couldn’t help but say: “Well, I just want to let you know one thing, don’t patronize boxing practice, especially if you always think that practicing boxing is to survive, that’s too good-for-nothing. , How can the ambition be so big? You think, who are you?”

Chen Ping answered blankly: “Chen Ping?”

Even if the answer is not what you asked, the key is whether you are not Chen Ping or someone else?

She bent down and rubbed the boy’s head, “Besides Chen Ping, it’s my master.”

The teenager was a little embarrassed.

On the top of the mountain, an old man said angrily: “Well, I was very anxious before, now you are not in a hurry?”

Sword Spirit took a deep breath and pointed to the mountain, “That is the largest five-mountain mountain in Divine Continent.”

Chen Ping nodded.

She looked at the distant mountains, her eyes hot, “Then what should you do if the mountains block your Great Dao?”

Chen Ping whispered: “Climb over.”

The corners of her mouth curled up, not annoyed, and then asked: “But when you have a sword in your hand?”

Chen Ping remembered the scene where he opened the road with a hatchet in his hand, and asked, “Going on the mountain?”

She said with a big smile: “Yes!”

The tall woman strode forward and stood in front of Chen Ping. She stretched out her fingers together and slowly wiped it from left to right in front of her.

A very small, very small light suddenly exploded at the leftmost position.

Just like the sky.

Then it has spread to the right.

For every extra inch of the dazzling light, the silhouette of the tall woman fades away.

In the end, Chen Ping saw an unsheathed long sword hovering ahead, as if and the others had held the sword for countless years.

The light has dispersed.

The young man moved forward slowly, holding the hilt of the long sword.

For an instant, the straw-shoe youngster holding the long sword only felt Heaven and Earth turning upside down, all Qi Palace acupoints were shaking, and the air flow all around the body was chaotic, and the youngster could hardly open his eyes.

Chen Ping closed his eyes, and said in a vivid manner: “Go along!”

Long sword trembles crazily.

Like Qiu Cicada on the highest branch, let go of Heaven and Earth!