Sword of Coming

In the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall, Liu Shiliu looked up at the three hanging portraits bearing the incense of Luolu Mountain and remained silent.

Chen Nuanshu brought a bamboo incense tube over and raised his hands. Liu Shiliu thanked him, bent down and took out three sticks of incense from the incense tube.

Zhou Mili told the strong man that when he got tired and wanted to rest, he could sit on her chair.

The little girl in black pointed to a seat. There was a palm-sized note on the back of the chair that read "Right Protector, Zhou Mili."

Liu Shiliu nodded.

Chen Nuanshu tugged on Xiao Mili's sleeve, and then left the ancestral hall together, leaving Liu Shiliu alone.

They walked out of the ancestral hall gate and walked through the outer gate of the Patriarch Hall. Mi Jianxian, who was wearing a simple and elegant green shirt and long gown, and Wei Shanjun, who was wearing a snow-white robe and gold earrings, stood side by side outside the gate, like Zhilan Yushu, in front of the twin courtyard steps.

Mi Yu asked Wei Bo from his heart: "How did you know the identity of the other party? Lord Yin Guan has never mentioned this."

Wei Bo explained that when Mr. Bai approached the boundary of Beiyue, he took the initiative to sign up with Piyun Mountain and said, "Bai also brought his friend Liu Shiliu to visit Luolu Mountain." Liu Shiliu claimed to be Chen Ping An's half brother wants to come here to pay homage to Mr. Hanging's portrait.

Mi Yu joked: "Speaking of Na Bai Ye, Brother Wei is so excited?"

Wei Bo smiled and said: "Who wouldn't be fascinated by a swordsman who is not a swordsman?"

There are not many people that Wei Bo can admire, including Bai Ye, A Liang who carved characters on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the Great God of Suishan in Zhongtu.

Miyu shook his head, "In my hometown, there isn't much talk about this person."

Of course, it's not that the scholar's reputation is difficult to live up to, but the number of times Byakuya draws his sword is too few, and there's nothing to say about it.

Except for attracting the water from the Yellow River Falls with a sword that year, Bai Ye seemed to have no other achievements in the long years that followed.

Until this time, he appeared in Fuyao Continent, which has become the territory of the wild world, and killed a throne demon with three swords.

In fact, between the two sword strikes, the Fire Dragon Master visited the isolated island overseas. After that, Bai Ye quietly traveled far away with his sword, and killed an Ascension Realm monster in the Middle-earth Divine Continent with one sword.

Miyu looked inside the door. The big man who had come from afar lit three incense sticks and raised his head above his head. He had not inserted the incense burner for a long time and was probably mumbling to himself.

Mi Yuting envied Liu Shiliu, who could burn incense and hang up statues as soon as he arrived at Luolu Mountain.

The Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, whose pseudonym is Yu Mi, has been in Luo Po Mountain for so long, but he has never offered incense in the Jise Peak Ancestral Master Hall. However, he can’t blame others. It was Mi Yu himself who said that he would wait until Lord Yin Guan returns to his hometown. There were more people on the mountain, and "Miyu" was entered into the genealogy of the ancestral hall. As a result, it took several years to wait. Mi Yu was really tired of waiting. After all, there were a lot of things to do on Luolu Mountain. It was really satisfying to eat melon seeds with Xiao Mi Li and watch the clouds go by, or walk on the white jade railing outside the mountain god temple. When I was bored, I went to the blacksmith shop by the Longxu River and chatted with Liu Xianyang, who was also a lazy man. I talked about the Immortal sect’s knowledge and knowledge about Jing Hua Shui Yue, thinking about how to win over Wei Shanjun in the future, worship Zhou Fei, and that Young man in white, I wish you a good start, so that you can earn some fairy money for Luo Luoshan and replenish the aura of the landscape.

But these are interesting, comfortable, and there are too few opportunities to do serious things.

That Mi Yu really wanted to get to know the embroidered river goddess she knew, and find an opportunity to sneak around and open the golden body with a sword to see how courageous she was.

In his hometown, Miyu had only a handful of opportunities to interact with Shanshui Zhengshen. I never thought that in Aquarius Island, there are temples and gods everywhere.

Mi Yu had long wanted to visit the Fox Country in Qingfeng City. As for the city lord Xu Hun, Mi Yu regarded him as half a comrade, because Xu Hun was said to be a man wallowing in powder. Mi Yu wanted to make sure that he would compete with the Fengleiyuan Yellow River for the Aquarius Continent. City Lord Xu, who is known as the "No. 1 Person in the Upper Five Realms", wears the Haozi armor that was once an heirloom of Liu Xianyang's family. However, it still doesn't fit him after all these years.

As for the Zhengyang Mountain in Aquarius Continent, which is known as "all sword paths lead to the top of the mountain, and there are ten peaks and ten sword immortals", there has just been an old ancestor sword immortal who came out of seclusion. At that time, Mi Yu was taking a nap with Liu Xianyang in the shop by the river. When he heard Liu Xianyang say the words "Old Sword Immortal", Mi Yu was startled. He was thinking about whether he, who was in the Jade Pure Realm of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, would have the opportunity to interact with him. When he changed his life in the Immortal Realm of Aquarius Continent, Liu Xianyang handed him the Shanshui Mansion Newsletter, a special congratulatory letter for the mountain, with blue background pages with gold and silver inscriptions.

Miyu looked at the Shanshui Di newspaper and saw the beautiful words on it, as if the old guy had not reached the Jade Pure Realm, but the Ascension Realm. Mi Yu was puzzled. You have reached the damn Jade Pure Realm, and you have to stay in seclusion for a hundred years? Isn't an important reason why I was revered as the Embroidered Great Sword Immortal at the Great Wall of Sword Qi and won a reputation similar to "The First Person in Jade Pu" because the retreat time was half a year longer than expected?

Mi Yu only felt that his sword was about to get rusty. If it hadn't been for Bai Ye's visit with Liu Shiliu this time, Mi Yu would have almost forgotten that his natal flying sword was named Xia Mantian.

Ordinary monks, or mountain spirits, such as the black snake who was born in Qidun Mountain like Wei Shanjun, or the big python in Huanghu Mountain, would not feel that the time is too long, but Mi Yu is Who, an embroidered pillow that can lie drunk on clouds and have no intention of practicing swords in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, arrived in Aquarius Island, especially after parting ways with the Wei and Jin Dynasties of Fengxue Temple, Mi Yu always felt that it was true to be away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It's getting farther and farther away, let alone a great sword fairy, after all, he doesn't even know where the bottleneck of the Jade Raw Realm is.

In fact, according to Mi Yu's own temperament, if you don't know it, you don't know it. It doesn't matter.

It's just that when we arrived at Luopo Mountain, Lord Yinguan was not at the top of the mountain, nor was the big housekeeper Zhu Lian. Even Zheng Dafeng, who was guarding the gate, had traveled far away. Children, otherwise they are some ghosts that Mi Yu doesn't like to deal with, so Mi Yu somehow becomes the temporary backbone of Luoluo Mountain, which makes Mi Yu feel a little weird.

After all, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi in his hometown, Mi Yu has long been used to the existence of so many old sword immortals and great sword immortals, and he is not afraid even if the sky falls. A genius sword cultivator among the top ten sword immortals of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Mi Yu is used to being casual, used to not paying attention to everything, so I really miss the years when he was in the Summer Palace and Chunfanzhai, and the young hermit officials told him to do what he did. The key is that every time Mi Yu does something, afterward There are big and small rewards.

Mi Yu suddenly said with emotion: "If this goes on like this, I'm really going to eat and die. Basking in the sun and eating melon seeds are really addictive."

I don't know why, on the Luopo mountain, maybe he is too used to this place, Mi Yu feels that he has followed a saying in the book and fell into spring sleepiness.

In particular, it is the most interesting thing to follow Zhou Mili to patrol the mountain twice a day in the morning and evening.

Wei Bo hesitated for a moment and asked, "Are you going to visit the Old Dragon City?"

Mi Yu glanced at the sky, shook his head and said, "I wanted to go and see it before, but now I'm really worried about Luopo Mountain. Luobo Mountain is too close to Piyun Mountain, and it's easy to attract those ancient remnants."

Wei Bo nodded and said, "My Beiyue is the only site that hasn't been invaded by ancient gods, so be careful."

In the ancestral hall, Liu Shiliu murmured with his eyes closed again after offering incense.

Zhou Mili carried a golden pole on his shoulder and held a green bamboo stick in his hand, and said to Nuanshu's sister solemnly: "Master Shanzhu's half senior brother is so tall and looks very strong. This is still half! If there is one, how about it? !"

Chen Nuanshu had several bunches of keys hanging around his waist, and he said helplessly, "One and a half, that's not what it means."

The little girl in black raised her eyebrows, she was very happy, "Sister Nuanshu, I was joking with you, I didn't realize it, I was just talking for nothing."

Chen Nuanshu narrowed his eyes with a smile, touched the rice grain who was shorter than himself, and said softly: "Mi Li'er is smarter today than yesterday, and I will continue to work hard tomorrow."

Zhou Mili nodded vigorously, "That's right, that's right, Pei Qian said, ambition doesn't lie in being old, and cleverness doesn't lie in being tall."

Liu Shiliu left the ancestral hall, crossed two thresholds, and smiled with Chen Nuanshu: "The door can be locked."

The girl in the pink skirt nodded, and went to close the inner door first. Xiaomi Li hesitated for a while, and followed Nuan Shu's sister to get busy with business first. As for how to entertain the distinguished guest Liu Shiliu, she had to think long-term and carefully.

Liu Shiliu clasped his fists together and saluted Mi Yu and Wei Bo to express his gratitude, "Young brother has not been on the mountain for many years, and is under the care of Lao Jianxian and Tiger."

Mi Yu said: "Mr. Liu, you're welcome, I'm an enshrined in Luoba Mountain."

Wei Bo also said: "I owe it to A Liang that I can become the mountain king of Dali Beiyue. I am even more friends with Chen Pingan. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Small things should be done."

Liu Sixteen said: "Don't call me Mr., I can't afford it. Just call me Junqian, although it's a pseudonym, but in Haoran Tianxia, ​​I have always used this name to outsiders."

The backyard of Yang's pharmacy was filled with smoke.

Old man Yang pinned the old cigarette stick to his waist, and got up to greet him.

It was the old scholar and Bai who came to the door together.

Previously, Bai Ye had already left the island and entered the sea, but he was stopped by the persistent old scholar, who insisted on dragging him to sit here for a while.

Bai also thought of Yuan Bao's fate in the Chunming Gate of his hometown in his last years, so he didn't refuse the old scholar's invitation.

If it is said that Chen Chun'an from Nanba Suozhou monopolizes the word "alcohol Confucianism".

Then Bai Ye monopolized the term "immortal" by himself.

The swordsmanship is superb, the cursive is excellent, and he is already invincible in poetry, but there are words and songs that have been passed down, which surprised future generations. Pile pending cases.

In the end, there was only one explanation, a fairy, what can't be done.

When the old scholar arrived in the yard, he immediately clenched his fists, raised them high, shook them vigorously, and smiled brightly, "It was only today that I was lucky enough to meet Qingtong Tianjun. I lived in vain, and finally I didn't die in vain."

Old man Yang rarely smiled, and said: "Mr. Wensheng, your style is still the same as before."

The fourteenth realm monks are in harmony with the heaven and the earth, and they are not small, and it is not as simple as blindly seeking the big.

What really makes Old Man Yang look up to this former literary sage in front of him is that the other party's right place is Nan Po Suo Continent, Tongye Continent and Fuyao Continent.

Instead of the safe places like Middle Earth Divine Continent, Ai Ai Continent, and Liuxia Continent.

Now that the two continents have fallen, it is not easy for the old scholar in front of him.

Bai also just nodded to Old Man Yang.

Old man Yang didn't exchange polite greetings with Bai Ye either.

It's just that the old scholar didn't intend to let Bai Ye go. He fished out a long-preserved ruler letter from his sleeve, handed it to Old Man Yang, and said with a smile: "This is the post of "The Last Years of Yuanbao", also known as "Delightful Poster". Absolutely authentic. There is no reason to visit the house without a gift. The gift is not too light, but the affection is more serious."

Old man Yang spread out most of it. It was the last year of the ingot. He fell asleep by the Chunming Gate when he was drunk during the day.

Old man Yang rolled up this running script copybook and put it in his sleeve.

It was originally a matter of mutual understanding between Bai Ye and Old Man Yang.

As a result, after such a toss for the old scholar, there is no lingering aftertaste.

I never thought that the old scholar would boast brazenly, "Qingtong Tianjun might as well spread it out and have a look, this copybook is wonderful at the back, except for Cui Chan's embroidered tiger monogram, Xiao Qi's 'Spring Breeze' book collection seal, and a little The word "Junqian" appears abruptly, and at the end is the seal of "Gu Zhan left and right, knowing each other not far away."

Old man Yang didn't take out the copybook again, he was relieved.

Old man Yang said: "After the sages created calligraphy, except for the eight people who have pioneered the mountain, besides, there is no way in the world of calligraphy, and there is no master. It is the lowest of the lowest."

It is obvious that the old man does not agree that calligraphers can be ranked among the top nine schools, and even thinks that calligraphers are not qualified to be among the top 100 schools of thought.

The old Xiucai was famous for being able to answer any words, and he could round out any words. He nodded vigorously and said: "This is not a good word, but it is the truth. Cui Chan had such a feeling in his early years, and felt that the so-called calligraphers in the world , are full of ghostly symbols. It’s just a snail shell, but it’s going to overwhelm the river, not being a demon.”

Bai Ye knew very well that the distinguished ancestors of the calligrapher family had a good relationship with the old scholars. Cui Chan's one-word daughter did not come out of thin air. It was the old scholar who took Cui Chan to travel around the world in his early years, fighting the autumn wind all the way. No matter how good the inscriptions are in the world, they are separated from the original works by a layer of window paper after all. However, Cui Chan was able to witness the handwriting of those calligraphers with the help of the old scholar.

Brother, please write a few more copybooks, take advantage of this wine, write more, write whatever you think of, copybook rulers, the more approachable the content, the more pleasing, I bought a few catties of oranges, how many have I eaten today? Meal, windy and rainy, take advantage of the wind and rain, go to the balcony, the bamboo shoots are a bit bitter today, but I write hard, it’s really not good, just say that I met me today, my old friend is kind, and sent a basket of pears, It made you cry all the time...

It must be enshrined as a family heirloom. Brother, what kind of eyes do you have, am I the kind of person who sells money as soon as I go out? Brother, would you make such a friend?

I write, you write, we are a perfect match. There is only one big merchant who helps to engrave and sell books, otherwise the three of us will work together and be invincible in the world.

As for Qingtong Tianjun's so-called eight founders, Bai also roughly counted them. They were Tai Shizhen in big script, Li Tonggu in small script, Yuan Cen in official script, Jijiu in Zhangcao, Zhang Chunhua in today's grass, Zhang Huai in wild grass, Wang Zhong in regular script, and Zhong Yao in small script. Among them, only Cui Chan is "not doing business properly", just doing it casually, and his cursive script is the most famous. In fact, Cui Chan's lower case script is extremely sublime. The scriptures he copied are the treasures of many Buddhist temples in China.

The old scholar turned around and sat on the bench in the corridor under the eaves, reached out and patted the stool, "Sturdy."

Old man Yang asked: "Wen Sheng came here this time, besides asking me to donate the copybook to Luopo Mountain and stamp more seals, what else is there to do?"

The old scholar replied: "There is nothing else to do, just say thank you to the senior."

Old man Yang certainly didn't believe it.

The old scholar was not in a hurry to slap himself in the face, he looked to the left and right.

Probably Xiao Qi and Xiao Ping'an sat here in the early years. The teacher is not around, so when the students sit alone, they don't rest, and they can't feel at ease. It will still be more difficult.

The three looked up almost at the same time.

A huge hole appeared in the sky of Aquarius Continent, and the golden body god slowly poked out his head. Thousands of miles away from the sky, countless golden lightning bolts intertwined like a net. Mountain area.

The old scholar stomped his feet and said, "Brother Bai, provocation, this fellow is definitely provoking you! Do you want me to shout 'Bai is here too' for you?"

Bai Ye said calmly, "Liu Shiliu is here."

The old scholar got up and rubbed his hands together: "You stupid big guy who is unarmed, what a disadvantage, it's not as good as Brother Bai with the fairy sword..."

It's just between the old scholar's words.

A burly figure who was originally in the Jise Peak of the Lost Mountain, was first sent to a secluded edge of Beiyue by the tiger Wei Bo, and then within a hundred miles, there was the momentum of the cow turning its back, and then the figure was straight. , soaring into the sky.

Wei Bo wiped the sweat from his brow, just sending the guy who called himself "Jun Qian" to the boundary line of the jurisdiction, is it so hard?

I am no longer the land lord of Qidun Mountain, but the great mountain lord of Yizhou Beiyue. After so much effort, is Liu Shiliu's "Tao" too heavy?

That figure turned into a rainbow light, soaring into the sky, soaring to the highest point of the sky.

Because the ancient god is in the sky and far away from the ground, it has not been overwhelmed by the Dao too much. It is a well-deserved colossus, like a big mountain hanging in the sky.

The old scholar laughed and scolded: "This stupid big guy, he always suffers from fights, he is far behind his junior brother. But the momentum of going forward is still very good."

At the canopy of Aquarius Continent, the remnant of the divine way that was as big as a mountain was knocked away by a figure about the size of a mustard seed. That incomparably small figure kept punching the majestic god, and there was a loud thunder in the sky , In the end, the uninvited guest, together with the palm, arm and head, burst apart in an instant.

From the sky near the small peninsula, countless golden raindrops splashed down. Before they landed on the human world, most of the golden body fragments had disappeared, melted into the world, and then seemed to be pulled by a dark avenue. Almost all of the golden rain fell on the land thousands of miles around Piyun Mountain, but when it was able to blend into the mountains and rivers, the golden light flashed away, making many mountain gods and fairy caves dumbfounded. Could it be that Wei Dashan You cut it off? Some masters immediately looked at the mountains and rivers, and then looked at the Piyun Mountain. It seems that the aura of the mountains and rivers has not increased too much, which is strange.

On the steps of Qilong Lane, a smiling woman shook her golden sleeves, but the vision suddenly disappeared.

The old scholar said: "Please help me, senior, to lead the way."

Old Man Yang nodded.

Liu Shiliu's mind moved slightly, and he fell sharply. After approaching the land of the world, he suddenly shrank thousands of miles and came to the backyard of the pharmacy in the small town.

Seeing the old scholar who was already standing on the bench, Liu Shiliu's eyes turned red all of a sudden. Fortunately, he had cried in the Patriarch Hall of Ji Se Peak before, otherwise it would be even more embarrassing now.

The old scholar stood on the stool, stroked his beard and smiled.

Liu Liuliu walked quickly, with tears in his eyes, bowed his head and said in a loud voice: "Jun Qian pays homage to sir!"

Among the four students in the past, Cui Chen was introverted and sharp-edged, Qi Jingchun was the most literary sage, and Liu Shiliu was the most dull, but also the most temperamental.

The old scholar patted the burly man on the shoulder, then jumped off the bench, then nodded with his beard and said with a smile: "As expected of Brother Bai Ye's good brother, my good disciple, he only repels dragons and snakes but not mosquitoes! "