Sword of Coming

After entering the entry city, Chen Ping took Pei Qian and Zhou Mili to travel together in no hurry, first twisted out a piece of Yang Qi Raising Lantern Talisman made of yellow paper from his sleeve, and then made a sword art with two fingers, and gently stroked talisman all around Wipe, Chen Ping has been observing the burning speed of the talisman intently, counting silently in his heart, and when a light talisman slowly burns out, then he said to Pei Qian: “The abundance of Spiritual Qi is no different from the sea outside the ferry, but the time is long. The passing speed of it seems to be a little slower than Heaven and Earth outside. We strive not to delay here for too long and leave this place within one month.”

Pei Qian nodded, I understand that the huge ferry city under my feet is mostly a secret place of broken mountains and rivers similar to Small Paradise, but it has been expertly refined, just like the Lushui pit of Mrs. Qingzhong, it is already a Small World.

Chen Ping

The Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi in the entry city is sparse, and it is not a suitable monastic ground for Qi Refining. Of course, the possibility of 10000 Yaozong and 3 mountain blessed land, someone or a place, cannot be ruled out.The whale swallowed half of it, and even occupied more Spiritual Qi and destiny, finally making a Small World like the sea returning to the market.

Pei Qian looked at the flow of people on the street, his sight was raised a little bit, the farther the view, the farther the pavilions, the clearer the pavilions, it is too counterintuitive, as long as the spectators are interested, you can see the ends of the earth .

Pei Qian finally fell in the corridor of a tall building at a very far distance. There was a young woman who looked like a court lady from the back, standing on her heels on the bright moon night, protruding her arms high, revealing a white jade-like wrist, hanging Raising a bamboo strip lantern, the lady of the court suddenly looked back, her face was beautiful, she smiled at Pei Qian, Pei Qian was not surprised, but her sight shifted slightly, farther away, between the two towering colorful buildings , There is a covered bridge, like a 2-color Changhong hanging in the sky, in the middle of the corridor, standing a silver-eyed young man with antlers, hands and ten fingers intertwined, stretched across his chest, big sleeves tracing the ground, feeling like one The so-called Emperor Ge Zhong in the Immortal Family book is looking at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian’s eyes turned again, a magnificent mansion built on a hill, Zhu Loubi tiles, carved beams and jade towers, among them was a woman with a satin and satin dress as shiny as moonlight water, wearing a golden crown, leaning against the beauty, After applying rouge and lightly tapping his lips, she found Pei Qian’s gaze, she seemed to be frightened. The beauty immediately picked up a fan, but she was curious, so she only covered half of it with a delicate fan painted with 100 dense flowers. She opened her face to Pei Qian, and saw the woman with half red lips and half a snow-white face. She seemed to recognize that Pei Qian’s appearance was not brilliant, so she raised her eyebrows lightly, but not frivolous, just Slightly provocative.

Pei Qian immediately put away his gaze, rubbed his forehead, just looked a few more far away, and felt a little dazzled. Pei Qian refocused his eyes and chose the closer scenery and pedestrians, at the corner of the end of the street. , There appeared a team of patrolmen who patrolled the city. They took the lead and immediately held a long halberd. The men and the mounts were all in armor, and the generals wore iron armor like fish scales.The road was congested and overcrowded. The armored generals occasionally lifted the long halberd in his hand and gently pushed away those passers-by who accidentally ran into the cavalry. They were extremely powerful and did not hurt anyone.

Pei Qian first talked to Chen Ping about what he saw, and then whispered: “Master, these people in the city are a bit similar to the so-called “living Divine Immortal” in an ancient book of the Yu family, and are similar to the “half dead” of the fox country talisman beauty. People’ and the paper people of blessed land are not the same.”

The talisman puppets are the most inferior. They rely on the aura of the Immortal Family as a support to enlighten them and give birth to spiritual wisdom. In fact, they do not have a fleshy body soul that truly belongs to them.

It was the first time Chen Ping heard of “Live Divine Immortal” and was very curious. He asked in his heart: “Live Divine Immortal? How do you say?”

Pei Qian was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the master, because she mistakenly thought it was the master who was taking the exam of her own knowledge. When she was sure that the master really didn’t know this statement, she explained the record in that rare book.The most crucial sentence is that the soul of the living person was detained in the water hell of the reflection of the text, or in the prisoner’s fu of the mountain peaks.But the book not at all says how to crack it.

Chen Ping nodded, that’s the Life-Source Flying Sword that is a bit similar to Pu Yu, the conversion between virtual and real, only in one mind?It’s just that, apart from Cui Chan and Cui Dongshan, who can manifest so many thoughts?How to support the “self-talking” and “thinking of oneself” of so many residents in the city?Or is it that all the local people in Entries City were simultaneously used the means of blessed land?It’s a pity that Cui Dongshan isn’t by his side. Otherwise, I guess this student will only like a fish back in water when he arrives in this city?

Chen Ping traveled in his early years, whether he was walking with Lu Tai in Tree Leaf Continent, or meeting the black-clothed scholar in the Ghost Mythical Valley, he hoped that the Junior of Unrestrained Mountain would not read too much like himself and suffer too much.I hope that one day, going down the mountain to experience, relying on the collection of books on the mountain, knowledge and strong knowledge, will be able to take advantage of opportunities in the search for opportunities and reduce unnecessary accidents.

Now it seems that it is the Head Disciple that Chen Ping had never thought of. Pei Qian took the lead in doing this.But of course this is inseparable from Pei Qian’s memory and learning boxing too fast.

It seems that on the road of life, there are many “thought” and “discovered.”

Pei Qian squatted down, Zhou Mi Li turned out the basket, and the little girl in black went out this time, upholding the principle of keeping her yellow and white, she did not bring that golden small pole, but only carried a green bamboo stick.

Chen Ping and Pei Qian guarded the millet grains, and walked into the bustling streets of the city together. There were pedestrians on the road, chattering, or chatting. Two of them came to face each other. Chen Ping gave way, and the two were arguing. A line of Jiaguang opened to the golden scales of the sun. Some people quoted the scriptures saying that it was Xiangyue. The other person was red-faced and arguing. He suddenly threw out an old fist and knocked the people around him to the ground.The man who fell on the ground got up without being angry, and turned to dispute the authenticity of the post after the rain.

Pei Qian whispered: “Master, everyone is talking about Divine Continent.”

Chen Ping nodded, “Watch more and listen more.”

The team rode on their horses. The horses and horses were armored like thorns and thorns. Passers-by on the street avoided. The lead rider will lift the long halberd slightly, but the halberd tip still points to the ground, so it doesn’t appear to be too condescending, imposing manner. , The rider said solemnly: “who is the newcomer, come and announce your name.”

Chen Ping cup one fist in the other hand said with a smile: “Cao Mo.”

Pei Qian replied: “Zheng Qian.”

The millet grains learned a lot and said, “Zhou dumb.”

The riding general nodded reminded: “No provocations and fights are allowed in the city, no forced buying or selling, no arbitrarily high rise, and there are no more taboos.”

After inquiries, there was no conflict. The cavalry turned around and continued to patrol the street.When I went to a bookstore nearby, Chen Ping found that most of the books he sold were well-engraved local chronicles. He turned over a dozen of them, all of which were old books from the ancient dynasty of Grand Virtue World. According to the territories, ceremonies, famous eunuchs, loyalty, literary garden, martial arts, etc., the list is sorted and listed in great detail.Many local chronicles also include Aristocratic Family, Fangbiao, Water Conservancy, Free School, Tomb, etc. Chen Ping gently rubs the paper with his fingers, sighed, and buys a book. It’s a good idea, because all books and papers are manifestations of some kind of divine law, not substance, otherwise as long as the price is fair, Chen Ping still I really don’t mind a search, buy it to enrich the bookstore at Unrestrained Mountain.

Chen Ping kept picking up books and putting them down. In the bookstore, he couldn’t find any official records about the dynasties of Great Li Dynasty and Daduan.

Just looking to buy, it is definitely not a customer that any store in the world would like, but Chen Ping is ready to be driven out, and through this matter, roughly judge the age of the ferry.

The shopkeeper of the bookstore is an elegant old man refined in manner. He was flipping through the book. He didn’t mind that Chen Ping’s rummaging and picking up the book’s appearance. After about an incense stick of time, the patience old man finally asked with a smile: “Where do the guests come from?”

As soon as Zhou Mili heard the question, he remembered the previous reminder of the good man mountain lord, and the little girl immediately covered her mouth with her hands like a big enemy.

Chen Ping rubbed the head of the millet grains, smiled and replied with the shopkeeper: “Come from outside the city.”

“It’s okay to say something from everywhere.” The old shopkeeper shook his head and muttered to himself. It seemed that he was too disappointed with Chen Ping’s answer and stopped talking.

Chen Ping smiled and asked, “shopkeeper, how many places in the city sell books?”

The old shopkeeper helplessly said: “Where can I know, the guests will tell jokes.”

A thin scribe wearing a Confucian shirt laughed and stepped into the threshold of the bookstore. He had a beautiful beard. He didn’t even look at Chen Ping entire group. He just walked to the counter and said with a smile to the shopkeeper old man: “That A group of peaks stood upright, which must have been 1000 years ago, 10,000 years ago. All the sand and soil were stripped away by the great water in the valley. Only the huge rocks stood still, so they stood upright.”

The shopkeeper eyes shined, “Shen is good at collating and learning, and weird and whimsical, and there is no doubt that it is correct.”

The old shopkeeper immediately bent down and took out the pen and ink from the cabinet, and then took out a long and narrow note from the drawer, wrote these words, lightly brushed the ink, and finally turned around and pulled out a book and clamped the note in it.

The old shopkeeper closed the book on the counter and gave it to the old customer of surnamed Shen. The latter put it in his sleeve, laughed and left, approaching the threshold, suddenly turned his head, and asked: “The kid knows that the gap accumulation technique will Round, impedimental grid technique, virtual energy to hear?”

Chen Ping smiled and shook his head: “I don’t know.”

Actually Chen Ping knows some furs, otherwise he would not borrow those books from Liu Mao when he was in Huanghuaguan in Mirage City.Just in this entry city, I don’t know the best.

“The youngster nowadays, what the hell is going on, I don’t know anything about it.”

The American-bearded scribe who was called “Shen Xunkan” by the shopkeeper had some regrets. The expression was full of loss, and his beard changed into a beard, like a pain, shaking his head and sighed, and walked away quickly.

Chen Ping left the bookstore with Pei Qian and Xiao Mi Li.

Pei Qian whispered: “Master, Master Shen, and the book presented by shopkeeper behind it all seem to be…really.”

Chen Ping raised his finger and motioned for silence, not to talk more about it.

I never thought that the beautiful bearded scribe had turned around and walked over, still not giving up, took out the book presented by the old shopkeeper, and asked: “youngster, how many years has it been in Dayan now? If I know, I will write this book.” give you.”

Chen Ping smiled and took out a Lesser Summer Coin from among the things at hand. It was a treasure that has been kept for a long time. The right hand was raised, and the palm was spread out. Divine Immortal is in the seal script “Chang Xian Zhuyu Lang”.

The Shen Xiankan complexion slightly changed, Chen Ping twisted the Lesser Summer Coin with his left hand and was about to turn it over. As soon as the American scribe saw the word “Su” on the reverse side, he was worried, turned his head and waved his hand repeatedly: “Little Thief Crafty, I’m afraid of you. Go go go, let’s not pass it, don’t want to see you again.”

Chen Ping put away the Divine Immortal money again, Pei Qian blinked his eyes, “Master, is that really the one who likes 4 cliff carvings to’have done this’?”

Chen Ping nodded said: “I just don’t know why, I will stay here. It’s just that I thought this old man would fly into a rage out of humiliation and hit me with that book.”

Zhou Mili said with emotion: “It’s really unpredictable, the rivers and lakes are sinister.”

Chen Ping patted the head of millet grains, said with a smile: “Huahai is ups and downs, and clouds are treacherous. It is indeed sinister.”

There is a fortune-telling stall on the street. The old Daoist is skinny and skinny. He drew a semicircle with charcoal in front of the stall. It is shaped like a half-round, just to cage the stall. There are many young children who are familiar with the stall. While chasing and frolicking, the old Daoist stretched out his hand and slapped the stall, foul-mouthed, and the children immediately disappeared. The old Daoist saw Chen Ping passing by and immediately straightened a slanted flag next to him. After saying “If you want to get Longevity Secret Art, go to this fairy altar first”, suddenly shouted, “10000 tael of gold is not for sale, it will be given to you on the street…”

Never thought that the three people walked straight through the stall, turned a deaf ear, and deliberately turned a blind eye, and finally walked into a weapon shop near the stall. The old Daoist closed his eyes, sighed, and said angrily: ” I don’t know Great Dao.”

Next to the fortune-telling stall, there is a small stall. On the cotton cloth, there are some old bottles and jars. A man is sick and dozing with his head drooping. The old neighbor Daoist yelled loudly before, but failed to wake him. When the old Daoist turned his head, he suddenly said, “Damn, the business is here, wake up.” The man suddenly looked up and found that there was no one in front of the stall, so he continued to doze. The old Daoist was a little bit too lazy to see the man’s tiredness, sneer. said with a smile: “The old brother Jing, so heroic, has now become a Wrapping Cloths Building where swindle can’t make money.”

The man just closed his eyes and rested his mind. Old Daoist got up from the bench and kicked a small gilt cylinder nearby. The palm-size. Old Daoist sneered, “You said it came from the palace, maybe even Some idiots believe me. You said this thing is the sea, you can raise the dragon, who believes it? Whoops, hey, it’s still gilded, it’s not a gold, look, sin, sin, they are all faded.”

The man was also a very good-tempered man, but silently bent over, grabbed the small water tank that had faded from the kick, and set it back.

The old Daoist kicked the small tank again.

The man placed the object again, just placed it in a corner of the cotton cloth farther from the Daoist, and said dullly: “The world only knows that Dao Ancestor rides Azure Ox. Who knows you? If you know you, you won’t come here. You don’t I drink northwest wind here every day.”

The old Daoist sat back on the bench and sighed.In fact, many old neighbourhoods in the city, almost as old as the elderly, have gradually disappeared.

And their neighbors who set up stalls, no matter what, they can still stay here, one who once rode Azure Ox and traveled around the world, looking for a picture of the ancestors of the 5 Yue True Form.One used to ride a weak and lame old donkey, dangling, on the back of the donkey, there is a sculpted swordsman with a big bow. Both Three Chi Sword and 6 Jun arcs can enter the water slaughter.

Chen Ping entered the shop, picked up the a saber sheath, and pulled the knife out. The blade of the knife was narrow and extremely sharp, with the inscription “little eyebrow”. Chen Ping tapped his finger, but the blade trembles silently, only the blade light ripples like water Chen Ping shook his head. The knife is a good knife, and it is the only “real knife” in this shop. It’s a pity that the old Daoist and the Wrapping Cloths Building man’s words are so vague that they don’t really sound.This Heaven and Earth is too weird.

The owner is a burly man with a back of a tiger and waist of a bear, said with a smile: “I am obviously a man with a back of a sword, but he wants to come to the shop to pick a knife.

An old man with azure clothes was begging, “The copybook on my ancestors really cannot be seen by outsiders, please do me a favour, just sell it to me.”

The man glanced sideways at the old man, not too lazy to talk.

There was a noise in the street, Chen Ping put the knife back into its sheath, put it back, and asked the shopkeeper, “How can I sell this knife?”

The man said with a smile: “If you want to buy a knife, it’s okay, it’s not expensive. You only need to get a bowl of Chuzhou plum soup, half a catty of Tongling white ginger, and a little Tangshan’s seasonal tender lotus root.”

Chen Ping smiled and asked, “Dare to ask these three things, where are they?”

The man replied: “Other places in the city.”

There was noise in the street, and there were horseshoes. It was a pawn who patrolled the city and escorted one person to the outside of the weapon shop. He was a handsome scholar.

The Scholar walked into the shop with a wooden box in his hand. After seeing Chen Ping entire group, he was obviously a little surprised, but he didn’t speak any words, and put the wooden box on the counter. After opening it, it happened to be a bowl of sour plum soup. Jin white ginger and a few white tender lotus roots.

When the guy saw it, tears filled his eyes. Without saying anything, he walked around the counter and said sorry to Chen Ping. He picked up the long knife named “Xiaomei” and threw it to the scholar.

The old man who had previously negotiated with the shop owner for a copybook said sourly: “City Lord Shao, we are here again to search for the land. You can just go around 3 cities. Isn’t this some use official authority for private interests?”

The scholar directly hung the knife on his waist, and then said with a smile to the old man: “Even if it’s me, it’s not easy to get in and out of the city.”

The scholar surnamed Shao thought for a while, and said to the shopkeeper: “Thank you to take out the non-character post, and I will fill it up.”

The shopkeeper squinted, “Shao Baojuan, you can think about it, and be careful to lose the hard-won city lord position.”

The scholar smiled and did not speak. The man took out a copybook. There was no text, but it was so beautiful that he saw the Qixi Dianbao printed on the seal.

Chen Ping stood with his arms around his sleeves, watching the excitement.

Shao Baojuan, the lord of other places.

Sour plum soup, Tongling white ginger, and Tangshan tender lotus roots from Benmo City.

This means that there are at least 3 cities on the ferry.

The scholar smiled and glanced at Chen Ping.

Chen Ping immediately nodded with a smile apologized and turned around.

Shao Baojuan stretched out a finger and pasted “writing” on the no-character. The shop owner nodded with a smile, put away the floral-scented copybook, and then took out another copybook, starting with “The son is dull”, at the end “Begging to go.”The man gave this copybook to the scholar and said, “Congratulations, City Lord Shao, I have another treasure.”

Shao Baojuan handed the copybook to the old man, chanting the word “C” lightly, and the copybook burned.

The old man was shocked at first, and then ecstatic. He took the burning copybook of “True Fire Ruoxu” with both hands. It seemed that he had finally made a wish. When the copybook was burned out, the old man burst into tears and couldn’t afford the young city owner.

The scholar only said that he had admired your sages for a long time, and he should do so.

The old man lowered his head to wipe the tears, and then took out a small bag from his sleeve, embroidered the word “E-Green”, and a length of fiber rope, which was severely worn.

The old man said softly with a smile: “This bag of snails and daisies weighs just 5 pounds. With this rope, the city lord Shao is missing the embroidered shoe, and he can see Mrs. Kongtong.”

Shao Bao Juan thanked him without pretending to be polite, and put the bag and string straight into his sleeve.

The old man was overjoyed and hurried away.

The scholar glanced at Chen Ping 3, then at the hiking sticks of Pei Qian and Zhou Mili, and suddenly said, “Entirely Reed Continent, mural city, swaying river.”

Chen Ping thought for a while, “Turn off the electricity, the ghost valley, the Jixiao mountain.”

Shao Baojuan smiled knowingly, “It really is you.”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “It turned out to be you.”

When Chen Ping crossed the Swaying River for the first time in the North Entirely Reed Continent, he pretended to be foolish and declined an Immortal Family opportunity.

Behind the mural city, Goddess, who is best at fighting with inkstones, quickly took the initiative to recognize Master with a foreigner. Chen Ping was enshrined very later through Unrestrained Mountain, Nascent Soul Cultivator Du Wensi of Phi Ma sect, learned a secret record file of Phi Ma sect, and learned that the thunder pond on the Jixiao Mountain within the valley was once a The Broken Sword Pool Cleansing Sword Pool comes from one of the three divisions of the 2nd house, 3nd house and 2rd division of the ancient Thunder Division.Later, the two masters and servants who visited Muyishan, the foreigner from Liuxiazhou, together with the Goddess who was “switching on electricity” with the ancient inkstone hanging on his waist, got the immortal fate.In fact, before those two, Chen Ping first encountered the Jixiao Mountain Thunder Pond, but couldn’t move it away, only dug out some “golden bamboo whips”.

Shao Baojuan said goodbye and left.

Chen Ping nodded greetings.

Out of the shop, Chen Ping spotted the old Daoist and asked loudly, “Then after birth, the hometown of Samui is 10000000 million, is there a tree with flowers?”

Shao Baojuan glanced at Chen Ping who was silent, and turned to say with a smile: “There are 10000000 million trees blooming every year, nothing unusual.”

The old Daoist laughed heartily, got up and tipped the small gilt water tank towards Shao Baojuan. The scholar took it in his hands, and the man who squatted on the ground and dozed off as if he didn’t know, it didn’t matter that his stall was missing a treasure.

Pei Qian was confused and asked in a low voice: “Master, the old Daoist Priest, is this asking you?”

How do you feel that the city lord Shao Baojuan came to this entry city, hunting for treasures everywhere?

Chen Ping nodded, squinting said with a smile: “Don’t worry.”

Pei Qian turned his head and found that Shao Baojuan had gone far away, standing next to an old woman selling cakes, neither buying cakes nor leaving, as if she was there and the others.

Soon there was a monk carrying a burden appeared, quite energetic, walking very fast, and angrily said: “I am a nun from generation to generation, Thousand Tribulations learned Buddhism majesty, 10000 calamities learned Buddhism meticulous practice, and still can’t become a Buddha. The demon dared to point directly at people’s hearts and say what to see and become a Buddha. You should sweep his cave and destroy his kind in order to repay Buddha’s grace!”

Chen Ping stopped, expression grave.

Passing by the old woman, the monk put down his burden, apparently planning to buy bread.

The old woman pointed to the burden placed by the monk on the ground, and was about to question, Shao Baojuan had already asked, “What kind of text is this?”

The monk was about to answer.

When Chen Ping saw that Shao Baojuan wanted to speak again, he frowned, and said to the scholar in his heart: “This is a Buddhist case, what do you mix with.”

Shao Baojuan slightly smiled, turned his head, and seemed to be waiting for Chen Ping’s words, and immediately asked in his heart: “How is it from the West? Does Daoist worry about it?”

“Oh?”

The old Daoist who set up the stall seemed to hear the voices of both sides and immediately got up, but just stared at Chen Ping.

Chen Ping laughed, just looking at the scholar, “Step by step, closely linked with one another, really good plot against.”