Sword of Coming

On the edge of the wilderness, a flying sword was hovering in the air. Like the well-educated Xiaojia Biyu, when she saw the elders who made the family law, she could only lower her eyebrows and stand obediently with her hands tied.

Next to Feijian stood a dusty middle-aged Confucian scholar with even more frosty hair on his temples. If Zhao Yao and Song Jixin had been there, they would have discovered that in just ten days, this gentleman from the school had become whiter. There have been a lot more hairs.

The tip of the flying sword pointed at the silent mountain ape of Zhengyang Mountain. His whole body was faintly exuding a violent aura that would mean life or death if he disagreed with him.

The mountain-moving ape finally couldn't help but asked in a deep voice: "Just now, why can people from Zhenwu Mountain go, but I can't? Are you too snobbish, Mr. Qi?"

This kind of face-to-face questioning was extremely rude, but Mountain Moving Ape still didn't feel anything was wrong. Although Zhenwu Mountain is the holy land for military strategists in Dongbaopingzhou, it has always been a mess. The sect consciousness is not strong. The monks and warriors with great supernatural powers are more like just having a name in Zhenwu Mountain. The rules of Zhenwu Mountain are... It is notoriously big and empty, with no binding force at all. Where does it get its cohesion?

Qi Jingchun, who looked tired, first said to Feijian: "Go, your master is fine."

As if the flying sword had received amnesty, the sword jumped happily, turned the sword's head, and swept away.

The mountain-moving ape thought he had guessed the cause of the matter, and became even more angry, "That girl is indeed the junior chosen by Mr. Qi. If Mr. Qi has long been interested in the Liu Family Sword Sutra, you can tell me clearly! As long as she does not fall into Fenglei Garden. Mr. Qi, your unnamed disciple took it, so he took it away. But Mr. Qi, you just hide it like this. Why, you want to be a bitch and also want to build a chastity memorial? You, Qi Jingchun, can secretly benefit from it. Take it away, but I have to bear the bad reputation on Zhengyang Mountain?!"

If the previous accusations and questionings were out of anger, so he spoke unscrupulously, then the extremely insulting words of the mountain-moving ape now are undoubtedly meant to tear people apart.

Qi Jingchun's face remained as usual and she said slowly: "I, Qi Jingchun, as a Confucian disciple responsible for taking care of the Feng Shui and destiny of this place, I should explain some things to you. First of all, I have no connection with that girl. I just see that she is extremely talented. Well, the four-character plaque "Qi Chong Bullfighting" contains part of the kendo energy of Aquarius Island. When the girl stood under the plaque, the four characters actively connected with her. Unfortunately, the material of the girl's sword at that time was not strong enough to support it. There are four words of luck, so I picked two of them and put them into her sword. My relationship with this girl ends here. She is not the anonymous disciple I chose, as you guessed."

Qi Jingchun laughed at himself and said: "If you are really willing to sacrifice your face to guard yourself against theft, as the head of the family, if you put something in your arms, how can outsiders notice it at all? It is just a sword book about killing people in a dream. It requires me, Qi Jingchun, to plan for nearly a month. Did you just start to rob it?"

As the top figure in Zhengyang Mountain, Mountain Moving Ape has seen too many conspiracies and machinations, and has also experienced the powerful tactics of many sanctimonious masters and immortals. How can he easily believe the words of the previous Confucian scholars? However, compared with the previous words, they are more intense. , much calmer, just sneered and said: "Oh? Is that me judging a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart?"

Qi Jingchun glanced at the mountain-moving ape, "The reason why I came here to stop you and let the people from Zhenwu Mountain go is actually very simple.

Many people laugh and say that there are "two truths" in Zhenwu Mountain, a true gentleman and a true villain. Therefore, I can believe whatever this military swordsman says to me. But you are different. You severely injured Liu Xianyang and ruined his future, but you deliberately spared his life to prevent yourself from being deported prematurely by me. People like you..."

At this point, Qi Jingchun smiled and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, you are not a human being."

The mountain-moving ape narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists, and his joints creaked.

If the sworn enemy Fengleiyuan or the monks who couldn't stand Zhengyang Mountain sneered at him as a mountain guarding ape and used the term "not a human" to take advantage of him, the mountain moving ape who had lived for thousands of years would not mind at all. But when the middle-aged Confucian scholar in front of him said it in a calm and gentle tone, the mountain-moving ape felt extremely humiliated for no reason.

Qi Jingchun was completely unaware of the mountain-moving ape's rage, and continued: "I stopped you for the good of Zhengyang Mountain. Back then, the girl almost sacrificed her life treasure. You are from Zhengyang Mountain, and you are from Jian Qi Jian Yi." After a thousand years of dealing with each other, can’t you feel the pressure?”

"The little girl was just struggling to death at that time. With her little magical power, Mr. Qi had the nerve to use it to scare people?"

The old ape laughed loudly, pretending to be suddenly enlightened and said: "Someone said before that Qi Jingchun, your mentor, was not saved in the late festival, and the status of the statue dropped again and again. Finally, it was moved out of the Confucian Temple and was smashed to pieces. I didn't believe it at the time. Coming here, I thought that the fourth saint of the Confucian Confucian Temple, even if I had the chance to meet the legendary Taoist Buddha, was also a scholar who could barely speak a few words. But now it seems that from your mentor to you Qi Jingchun This Confucian cultural lineage has been passed down for only two generations and will be cut off! Who said that the gentleman's virtue will be cut off after five generations? Why is your lineage so unhelpful? Could it be that he is your mentor? Indeed, like some How can a Confucian sage who has carried on the past and forged ahead like what is passed down in the academy be a great liar that has not been seen in thousands of years?"

Although Qi Jingchun frowned slightly, he listened quietly to the words of the Mountain Monkey without saying a word from beginning to end.

The old ape laughed wildly, stepped out, pointed his finger at the scholar who was beaten into the water, and said with a ferocious smile: "Qi Jingchun, aren't you Confucians the most abiding by etiquette? I stand within these rules, can you? What can I do?!"

Qi Jingchun turned to look at the town, sighed softly, looked at the mountain-moving ape again, and asked, "Are you done?"

The mountain-moving ape was stunned, looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar from head to toe, put away his fingers, and said with bared teeth: "It's boring, the Clay Bodhisattva also has anger. I never thought that scholars have better tempers, and they don't retaliate when scolded. I don't know why." Aren’t you going to fight back?”

Qi Jingchun smiled and said, "You can give it a try."

The mountain-moving ape seemed to be tempted, but finally did not take action.

The mountain-moving ape asked: "Qi Jingchun, you must stop me from entering?"

Qi Jingchun replied: "Zhengyang Mountain cannot bear the consequences."

The mountain-moving ape asked in a deep voice: "Seriously?"

Qi Jingchun did not try to be mysterious, nor did he give way to the mountain ape in a fit of anger. He still nodded patiently and said: "Seriously."

The mountain-moving ape rubbed his chin, and finally glanced at the distance behind Qi Jingchun, snorting coldly: "Those two little guys are lucky, tell them, don't let me run into them in the future!"

The mountain-moving ape turned around and strode away, with his back to Qi Jingchun. The old ape suddenly raised an arm high and gave a thumbs up.

Just the thumb slowly turned around and pointed downward.

Qi Jingchun looked up at the gray sky, it was about to rain.

A voice from the other side of the town suddenly sounded in his ears. It was the request of the military monk from Zhenwu Mountain, hoping that he would be lenient and allow him to invite one of the gods enshrined in Zhenwu Mountain. Qi Jingchun nodded and said softly: "Yes."

When Qi Jingchun said this word, at the same time, if someone happened to look up, they could see a light grain of rice suddenly appear on the top of the sky, and then an extremely thin golden thread fell from the sky, landing in the town in an instant .

"Mr. Qi?"

A young man's voice sounded behind Qi Jingchun.

Qi Jingchun turned around and saw a pair of boys and girls running towards him quickly.

Seeing the dark green foreign girl, he felt a little sad. When Zhao Yao, a young scholar, fell in love with her at first sight, he made a comment and described the girl as an unsheathed sword, which was the most hurtful to others. The young Zhao Yao didn't know what it was, and he didn't understand the profound meaning of this sentence, but he was still trapped in it. Qi Jingchun couldn't tell the truth with just one word. It's hard to say that the girl had a heart to ask questions, and the most ruthless one.

This ruthlessness is by no means derogatory, but the greatest compliment.

Love in the world, love between men and women, is just one of them after all.

In the secular market at the foot of the mountain, this feeling may be touching to the heart, and it may make a man and a woman love each other even if they live and die, but practicing on the mountain is much more complicated.

After Qi Jingchun saw the boy in straw sandals, his smile became more natural, and he joked Wen Sheng: "We had several fights in succession, and the fights were so shocking that the ghosts and gods cried."

Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed.

Qi Jingchun got straight to the point: "I'll tell you two things. One is that the mountain-moving apes in Zhengyang Mountain have retreated and will leave the town soon."

Chen Ping'an didn't hesitate and asked directly: "Old Yuan leaves from the east gate of the town?"

Qi Jingchun stretched out her palm and pressed it gently twice, and said with a smile: "Listen to me first, Liu Xianyang survived."

The young man tensed up and asked cautiously: "Mr. Qi, is Liu Xianyang not going to die?"

Qi Jingchun nodded and said: "Someone came to help. There is no doubt that Liu Xianyang's life is safe, but the bad news is that he suffered severe physical injuries and may not be able to move as freely as before in the future."

Chen Pingan grinned.

These days, the young man's mind is like a bow string that has been stretched to the full moon state, without any relief for a moment. After hearing that Liu Xianyang came to life, as soon as he relaxed, he fell backwards and passed out completely.

Ning Yao quickly hugged the boy.

Qi Jingchun explained: "Chen Ping'an was previously opened by Cai Jinjian of Yunxia Mountain and the portal of his mind was forcibly broken. In fact, his energy and spirit had been flowing out. As a result, something happened to Liu Xianyang at this time, so he had to work hard to stimulate his potential. , this is what is called a broken jar. It was originally supposed to have half a year of life left, but now it is estimated to be only ten days at most."

This means that the boy in straw sandals starts from the Mud Bottle Alley, then goes to the rooftops of the town, then to the mountains and streams, and finally to the wilderness. Every time he runs, his lifespan continues to decrease significantly. The young man knew this very well.

Ning Yao asked: "Mr. Qi, you just need to tell me how to save Chen Pingan!"

Qi Jingchun sighed in his heart.

This is the mystery of Tao Xin.

It’s not that the girl has no feelings for Chen Pingan, otherwise she wouldn’t have fought side by side to this point.

After normal people hear bad news, they will inevitably go through a process of panic, sadness, and sympathy, which varies in speed, length, and depth.

But Ning Yao didn't have any of it.

She immediately jumped to the "result" she wanted most, how should I save people.

In the worldly practice, the power of cultivation is visible, step by step, you only need to go up, the difference is only the steps of each step, each has its own size. Cultivation of the mind is ethereal, with roads everywhere, as if all roads can lead to the great road, but also as if all roads are sideways and no one can give guidance. When it comes to cultivating the mind, those who have a Taoist mind can reach heaven in one step.

Therefore, the girl can be open-minded, look at the straw-shoe boy with clear eyes, and ask him directly if he likes her.

Qi Jingchun's mood became more serious when she thought of the young Taoist priest with the lotus crown on his head.

Ning Yao knelt down, gently carried Chen Ping'an on his back, and asked, "Mr. Qi, you'd better tell me, but I've agreed in advance that I think the old shopkeeper of Yang's shop is not very good at saving lives and healing the wounded, but Chen Ping'an is Ping An knows an old man from a shop who is quite powerful."

Qi Jingchun looked at the serious-faced girl and asked a strange question: "What in the world is the most contrary to nature and upstream?"

Ning Yao didn't even think about it and said loudly: "Kill all the demon clan with one man and one sword!"

Qi Jingchun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "It's cultivation."

Ning Yao thought about it carefully, "Actually, it's the same."

Qi Jingchun pointed to the location where the two of them were before, and then clicked on another place, "The sword furnace can nourish the body, and Qianqiu can strengthen the soul. But for Chen Pingan, at most, he can barely maintain a balance of payments. With luck, maybe There is a small surplus. So when he wakes up, help me tell him that he must work hard to practice boxing in the future, even if he does not pursue anything else but just to survive."

Ning Yao breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she was not much better than Chen Pingan, but her foundation was much better, so she would not faint. "Mr. Qi, should I take Chen Pingan to Mu Ping Alley to recuperate now? Or should I go to Liu Xianyang first? Check out the situation over there?"

Qi Jingchun smiled and said, "It's all right now."

Ning Yao thought for a while, "The guy behind me definitely hopes to see Liu Xianyang when he opens his first eyes, so I'll go to Master Ruan."

Qi Jingchun nodded and said, "I'll accompany you for a while."

The two walked side by side.

The spring breeze blows on the face, the scholar puts his hands behind his back, and the girl carries the boy on her back.

Ning Yao was walking and suddenly asked: "Mr. Qi, as the owner of this small cave, have you recruited a few talented disciples because of the proximity to the water tower?"

Qi Jingchun smiled and shook his head, "No, I only accepted a book boy who was not a disciple. I used to do it to avoid suspicion, but now looking back, I did miss a few good ideas."

Ning Yao asked again, "Mr. Qi, do you know everything while you are here?"

Qi Jingchun smiled and said: "As long as I want to know, I can know it, but it may not be all the truth. After all, there are some things that are a thousand miles away from each other."

There is one thing Qi Jingchun didn't say. Ever since he left the small town, he has lost the magical power of "the mirror of his heart can illuminate the whole world".

Because someone took away the piece of Zhengui, which was a token left by one of the Confucian Yasheng in the town, and it was also one of the hubs of the formation.

Ning Yao hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Qi, what state are you in now? Have you entered the upper five states? Also, sir, can you really be invincible in this world when you are in charge of this place? Of course. , Sir, if you find it inconvenient, you don’t have to answer, I will just ask.”

As expected, Qi Jingchun didn't answer.

The girl rolled her eyes and stopped talking.

Qi Jingchun intentionally or unintentionally slowed down and turned around to look.

The boy blinked.

The middle-aged man also blinked.

Qi Jingchun smiled knowingly and quietly quickened her pace without revealing anything.

A gentleman has the beauty of adulthood.

After walking a long way together, Qi Jingchun stopped and said with a smile, "I won't give it away."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar with frost-white temples stood there, looking at the figure that was getting away, silent.

He takes a step forward.

Qi Jingchun arrived near the dragon-slaying platform in an instant.

Confucian saints all have a natal character, which leads them to the top.

No matter who you are in the world, as long as you write, use, or read this word, you can add a trace of Taoism and cultivation to that Confucian saint, accumulate a little into a lot, and a drop of water can penetrate a stone.

Qi Jingchun is an exception.

Not one word, but two.

Moreover, the meaning of the word is extremely long and the realm is extremely profound.

quiet. Calm and content.

spring. The world welcomes spring.

That's why he was relegated to this small world, completely isolated from the outside world.

Although Qi Jingchun is just one of the academy masters of the 72nd Academy of the Three Confucian Academy, Qi Jingchun really cannot treat him with common sense.

This useless scholar, who faced repeated provocations and humiliations from the Zhengyang Mountain Moving Ape, but had no reaction, closed his eyes, meditated on the third stroke of the word "quiet", then stretched out his two fingers together and lightly stroked down in the air.

The indestructible dragon-slaying platform was instantly cut in half into two pieces.

Qi Jingchun waved his sleeves, and two large stones fell into place. One fell in Ruan Qiong's blacksmith shop, and the other appeared in a small house in Mubo Alley.

After doing all this, Qi Jingchun fell into deep thought, like a national chess player who was stuck in a long test, and then stood in a thin curtain of rain. Finally, it was pouring rain, lightning and thunder, and Qi Jingchun still didn't come back to his senses.

Qi Jingchun, who has always been called sir by the people in the small town, is thinking about her husband.