Sword of Coming

When the teenager walked out of Mud Bottle Alley, she happened to meet Song Jixin's servant girl Zhi Cui. After sending the tall girl to Gu Can's house, she was not eager to go home, but went through the alleys and went shopping. I went to the small shop at Apricot Blossoms Alley. Although I didn't buy anything, I was still in a good mood, jumping all the way, cheerful and light.

Growing in the wild waters of the countryside, she looks like a young girl with a fragrance of green grass, and her style is different from those ladies with high eaves and deep courtyards.

After seeing the straw-shoe youngster, she didn't lower her eyebrows as she used to, and slightly accelerated her pace and walked sideways. Instead, she stopped and stared at the neighbor who didn't deal with frequently, and she stopped talking.

Chen Ping laughed at her, ran past her, and then ran faster and faster.

Zhi Cui stood quietly on the mouth of Mud Bottle Alley, turned his head and looked at the shabby boy running in the sun, like a life force tenacious wild cat, running around in 4 places, not looking good, but he seems to be starving. .

Girls are not likable in the small town. They are affected by the quirky temperament of the teenager Song Jixin. The maid named Zhi Cui, whether she goes to iron well to fetch water, goes to the market to buy things, or buys stationery for her teenager, the girl It always gives people a sense of incompatibility, and there are no peers as playmates. When they meet acquaintances, they never talk too much. For the 100 surnames in the lively and festive town, it is really difficult for such girls to get close.

In this regard, Chen Ping’s situation is somewhat similar to that of servant girl Zhi Cui. The difference is that although young people are not talkative, they are in fact not annoying. On the contrary, young people are gentle and friendly by nature, and have never been stingy. People's sharpness is just the relationship of family decline. I went to dragon kiln to burn porcelain to earn a living, and it seemed that I didn't have that close relationship with my neighbors.Of course, the neighbourhoods of Mud Bottle Alley do have some unexplainable fears about the birthday of a teenager. On the 5th of May, in the town’s folklore, it belongs to the "bad day" where the 5 poisons come out. The teenager is here. After one day of birth and the deaths of his parents, Chen Ping became the last lone seedling in the family early. Naturally, it will make people whisper in their hearts, especially those who are getting older and like to have fun at the Old Locust Tree. This boy from Mud Bottle Alley is particularly estranged, and he would also warn his child not to approach him in private, but whenever the child is reluctant and asks the bottom line for and so on, the old people can't tell why.

At this moment, a slender figure walked out of the alley and stood beside the girl. The servant girl Zhi Cui turned her head and said nothing, just walking forward.The man turned and walked side by side with her in Mud Bottle Alley. It was the school Mister Qi Jingchun, the only Scholar in the town, and a Confucian student who was a Confucian student.

The girl kept walking, her face was indifferent, "The two of us, everyone minds their own business, isn’t it okay? And don’t forget, Mister, you were indeed the one who occupied the right time and place, I am a little slave and maid, of course I can only submit to humiliation, but since recently, Mister, your dharma dojo, which is far away from 2 ten thousand li beyond, seems to have something wrong, right? So now Mister is just a well water, and I am River water!"

The uninvited guest of Mud Bottle Alley, Mr. Qi slightly smiled, said: "Wang Zhu, that's all, for the time being, I will call you Zhi Cui as you are in the countryside, Zhi Cui, have you ever thought that although you are favored by Heaven and Earth, you came into being , But do you really think I don’t have the means to win? Or do you think that a few thousand years ago, four Saints from Sees The Head Of The Divine Dragon But Not The Tail came here together and made rules personally, but nothing serious. Didn't leave any backhands? After all, you are just viewing the sky from the bottom of a well that's all, the sky is high and the earth is vast, far from what it looks like at the mouth of the well."

Young girl frowned, "Mr. Qi, you don’t want to use words to bluff me, I’m not my Young Master Song Jixin, I’m not interested in your high-sounding rhetoric, and never believe it. Mister might as well not to mince words. It doesn't matter if you are killed, if you want to get together or get away, I will continue."

The middle-aged Confucian slowly said: "After persuading you to get out of the cage here, don’t be unsatisfied in the future. It’s not good for anyone. Especially after you and him set foot on the cultivation Great Dao, regardless of whether you become a Taoist couple or not. You should be restrained, not domineering. This is not a threat, but some heartfelt words of mine when parting, which can be regarded as kind reminders."

Logically speaking, the identity of the two persons as different as heaven and earth, servant girl Zhi Cui is extremely neither humble nor overbearing, and even the imposing manner is still vaguely overwhelmed by half of the Confucianist, ridiculing said with a smile: "Goodwill? For thousands of years, you have been like this. Unbelievable cultivator, aloof and remote, draw the ground as a prison, take this place as a cropland, cut a stubble this year and pull a bunch next year, year after year, 2 years unchanged, how come now, I start to think of the evil barrier with me to'be kind to others' Haha, I heard a word from Young Master. It is regarded as a standard by many of you. It is called a non-my race. His heart must be different, right? So no wonder Mr. Qi, after all..."

Mr. Qi continued to move forward, taking a light step, faint smile, "oh?"

One step later.

servant girl Zhi Cui complexion slightly changed.

2 people did not know when to stand in one place, 4 places were pitch-black and 5 fingers were not visible. Only the top of the head far away, there were countless rays of light that gave birth to divine aura.

They are like being at the bottom of a bottomless well, and the golden-yellow sunlight is slowly falling from the well.

Middle-aged Confucian scholars wore azure clothes, with brilliant lights and vibrant colors on their clothes, and they were constantly circulating.

Overwhelming Qi, just and honourable.

The girl had a hideous face at first, but she quickly recovered her indifferent and numb appearance, and whispered: "60 years of Buddhism Brahma Sound, like thunder in the ears, without stopping. 60 years of Daoism talisman, like a tarsal maggot, trying to bite .60 years of great righteousness, covering the sky and the sun, there is nowhere to hide. In 60 years, the Military School of Thought sword energy, such as the Earth Bull turning over, is everywhere sputtered. Every sixty years cycle is a cycle, a full 3000 years. , There will be no peace... I just want to know where your so-called Great Dao roots are, the black and white words on Mister's book, and the subtle words of Mister's preaching and teaching karma, I can see it, but I can't find it..."

She fascinatedly looked at the righteous middle-aged man, not only an unnamed teacher from a remote country, but also Qi Jingchun of the Confucian Mountain Cliff Academy, a Scholar who even the power of the Great Sui Dynasty dynasty Diaosi must be called "Mister" .

The girl suddenly laughed and asked: "Why does Mister teach me and how to persuade me to be kind? If I remember correctly, your most holy ancestor of Confucianism, as well as one of Dao Ancestor, have proposed'education for everyone' , irrespective of background'?"

The man shook his head and said, "It's useless to tell you 10000 Saint's teachings."

The girl seemed to be chatting with the Confucian serene, but the whole person was like a tight bow. The corner of her eyes kept looking all around, looking for signs of breaking the game.

The Confucian turned a blind eye to this, said with a sneer: "I know that you actually have endless anger, resentment, and killing intent. I am not tolerant of aliens, but you have to know that you can start compassion at will, and practice compassion. The true Three Sects doctrine."

"Our Young Master often talks about it, and it's the most boring to talk to Scholar." The girl chuckled her mouth, and squinted the bizarre golden double pupils. "It turns out that Mr. Qi has really come back to life, and it's naturally better than before. Not to be trifled with..."

He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if the truth doesn't make sense, but as long as I am Qi Jingchun alive, and still have the right to sit here for a day, you to forget favors and violate justice, don't think about baring fangs and brandishing claws!"

The girl pointed her finger at herself, smiled and asked: "I to forget favors and violate justice?"

The middle-aged Confucian said angrily: "Back then, when you were at its weakest, you had to bow your head down and take the initiative to conclude a contract with others. Who saved you in the snowy days of Mud Bottle Alley?! And who was it all these years, a little bit The only remaining breath that cannibalize him?!"

The girl said with a smile: "If you are hungry, you need to find something to eat and fill your stomach. Isn't this a matter of course? Besides, he didn't have any big chances. He died early and reborn early. Maybe he will have a little bit in his next life. Little hope, if he allows rootless duckweed like him to stay in the town, hey, that would be really..."

The scholar waved his sleeves and shouted softly, "Shut up!"

Scholar angrily rebuked: "The mystery of the Great Dao, the truth is clear, can you make a judgment?! Life has its own destiny. What qualifications do you have to make choices for others?!"

Above the girl's head, appear out of thin air, a big golden hand with rays of light, imposing manner majesty, like a Buddha's palm to subdue a heavenly demon, and like Dao Ancestor to suppress evil with one hand, quickly pressing on the girl's head, forcing her to kneel down instantly , His forehead hit the ground heavily.

The kowtow made a sound.

The girl who bowed her head, with her hands on the ground, struggled to get up. The faceless girl gave out a gloomy laugh: "You can press me down, but I definitely don't admit it!"

The majestic golden hand grabbed the girl's head, and when he lifted and pressed it, it was another kowtow.

This time the sound was as heavy as spring thunder.

Confucian said solemnly: "Don't forget! This a glimmer of survival is given to you by Saints, not for you! Otherwise, let alone suppress you for 3000 years, 30,000 years and what difficulty is there?!"

The voice of the girl who has been holding her head is hoarse, "Your shit Great Dao, I will not go!"

Confucian scholar raised his arms high, and suddenly photographed the void in front of him, "impudent! Give me town!"

In the center of the golden light projected from the well, a white jade seal appeared. It was long and wide and square-shaped. The seal was engraved with 8 ancient characters, some of which were extremely bright red and dazzling. Numerous purple thunder and lightning haunted the seal and made a noise.

With Qi Jingchun's order, it was truly a legendary utterance. The huge seal dropped from the sky and hit the back of the girl who was already kneeling on the ground.

This huge seal containing the pressure of Heavenly Dao does not seem to be a real thing. It did not crush the girl to the ground, but was quickly embedded in the ground with wind and thunder, without a trace, as if the rain was heavy and the thunder was quiet.

But after a moment, the girl seemed to be smashed to pieces by a heavy object, and she collapsed on the ground like a pool of mud, extremely miserable.

Even so, the girl has a hand with 5 fingers like a hook, and with her best effort, her 5 finger nails seem to be carved on the ground.

Qi Jingchun expressionless, coldly said: "Kow your head three times, to pay respect to Heaven and Earth! Common people! Great Dao!"

The girl's eyes were dull and there was no response.

Qi Jingchun gently waved his sleeves to dissipate the suffocating majesty, "I, Qi Jingchun, is just a rotten scholar under Saint's family, and I can crush you 3 kowtows. Once you go out, once act wilfully, I'm not afraid to encounter Being more unreasonable than you, would you be crushed by a finger?"

Qi Jingchun sighed, "You are indeed suppressed and detained here, and you are not free, but have you ever thought about where there is absolute freedom in the world? My Confucian sage has established various rituals. Isn’t it just for 10000 people to live and seek another A kind of freedom? As long as you don't overstep the rules, don't violate the rules, and just abide by the etiquette, one day, Heaven and Earth is big, where can't you go?"

The girl lifts the head, staring at the middle-aged scholar.

Qi Jingchun takes a step forward.

Heaven and Earth returned to normal. He and servant girl Zhi Cui returned to Mud Bottle Alley. The sun was warm and the spring breeze was warm.

The girl swayed to her feet, her grinning pale, her teeth slightly showing her stern teeth, "Mister today's teaching, the slave and maid took note."

Qi Jingchun stopped talking, turned and left.

She suddenly asked: "Even if I am sorry for Chen Ping to forget favors and violate justice, why Mister, an outstanding Saint protege, would stand by and watch? Why is it only for the discipline Zhao Yao and my Young Master? Chen Ping, but you? Isn’t this the same as buying and selling by merchants. If the exotic goods are available, they will be carefully cultivated, and the inferior goods will be treated perfunctorily. Can they be sold at a good price?

Qi Jingchun smiled, "Heaven is healthy, and gentlemen strive for self-improvement."

The girl was at a loss.

The silhouette of the middle-aged Confucian scholar disappeared at the end of the alley, and the girl suddenly appeared full of disdain, and fiercely snorted.

She limped and returned to her yard. When she passed Chen Ping's house, she wrinkled her nose and wrinkled her brows, making her a little confused.Only because of the breakdown of the damn Scholar's cultivation, the town is now full of secret leaks, just like a boat with 4 leaks. She is too busy to take care of herself, and she has to plan carefully for the future, so she doesn't bother to think about it.

When she opened the courtyard door, a 4-legged snake which looked unremarkable at first glance, sprang out from which corner, and quickly climbed to her feet and gave her a kick with a panting with rage.

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In Chen Ping's room, a young Daoist sits at the table, watching his nose and his heart.

The girl in black, who was still a dying person not long ago, was able to sit on the bed by herself, sitting cross-legged, without wearing a drapery hat, revealing a memorable face.

It's not about how devastatingly beautiful the girl is, it's just that she's too heroic, which makes people forget her beauty to a large extent.

The girl's eyebrows were not like willow leaves and narrow swords.

When she stared at the young Daoist with a sense of scrutiny, the latter was a little bit cramped, clearly not doing any bad things, but somewhat guilty.

The young Daoist coughed and hurriedly dismissed himself, "Girl, I said in advance that Poor Daoist rescued the man, but he carried you into the house, helped you remove the veil, and washed your face. His name is Chen Ping. The owner of this dilapidated house is a charcoal-like poor boy. Both his parents have died. He was a potter who burned porcelain. He also asked Poor Daoist for a talisman paper. That's it. If there is anything you want to ask, girl, Poor Daoist must know everything you can say."

Straw-shoe youngster, this is sold thoroughly.

The girl was nodded, did not fly into a rage out of humiliation, but said in a sincere and sincere words: "Thank you Daoist Priest life-saving grace."

The young Daoist, who played the drum even more in his heart, forced a smile and said: "It's okay, no effort at all, and the girl is fine."

The girl in black asked: "Daoist Priest isn't Eastern Aquarius Continent native?"

The young Daoist asked back, "Not a girl, right?"

She is un'ed.

Daoist followed un'ed.

The young Daoist with a lotus crown on his head said with a smile: "Poor Daoist has a surname of Lu and Shen, and does not have a Dao Name. You can call Daoist Lu in normal times."

The girl was gently nodded and glanced at the young Daoist's crown.

The young Daoist hesitated for a moment, and then boldly said: "Although the young man has some things that are not ceremonial, but he is in a hurry, and Poor Daoist never thought that the girl would recover completely so quickly, so he was offensive. I hope the girl Don't blame it."

The girl said with a smile: "Lu Daoist Priest, I am not an unreasonable person."

The young Daoist hit haha ​​and said, "This is good, this is good."

The girl raised her eyebrows, and the young Daoist's smile stiffened.

She looked all around, her eyes flat.

She casually said: "I heard that the'Master Ruan', the number one sword-making sword in this continent, plans to open a furnace to make a sword here. I will follow all the way here, hoping that he can help me build a sword."

The young Daoist said with emotion: "If it is really him, it would not be easy for him to cast the sword himself."

The girl in black is obviously also a little worried, "It's difficult."

At this time, the teenager was carrying a bag of herbal medicines in his left hand and a small package in his right hand. He knocked on the door symbolically, and then quickly stepped across the threshold, put medicine ingredients on the table, and whispered: "Daoist Priest, see if there are any mistakes, and if so, I'll change it right away."

The teenager always carried the package and turned to look at the girl. The girl in black sit cross-legged on the wooden bed and looked at the straw-shoe youngster.

The black-clothed girl calmly said: "Hello, my father is surnamed Ning, my mother is surnamed Yao, so my name is Ning Yao."

Straw-shoe youngster subconsciously said: "Hello, my father is surnamed Chen, my mother is also surnamed Chen, so..."

The teenager was a little embarrassed, but quickly said with a smile: "My name is Chen Ping!"