Sword of Coming Chapter 266

On the surface of the Longlong Ditch, Chen Pingan looked at the green shirt sword repairing himself.

The teenager wrinkled his face, his lips trembled, then bowed his head.

The name of the weird sword repair is not good airway: "Will you cry? How to follow a small Qi in the past, it is no wonder that you will pick you up, preaching is unreasonable, and you can't beat others, and you will hide and cry for the second time. Tears 嗒 嗒Go down."

Sword repaired sternly: "Look up!"

Chen Pingan was up and raised his head.

The man asked: "Why is it going to change the mind, not to choose a sword but to punch? Loudly answer, don't twist it!"

Chen Pingan subconsciously blurted out: "The sword is too bad, don't lose that person! The boxing method is OK, not so happy!"

"I am! You have this martial arts boxing, but dare to say yes?"

The man looked angry and turned his head and spit. There was neither the refined elegance of Qi Jingchun nor the kindness of Aliang. It looked like the sword fairy who was named the most disciplinary disciple under the old sacred door. It's not like a scholar at all. It's just a hidden smile in the depths of the man's eyes. It's getting thicker and thicker, but his face turns cold and he raises his arm again, his thumb pointing behind him. “Don't say this dragon's ditch, just say The idol on the island, I suspect it blocked my way, and I smashed it with a sword. What do you think? If you say this stinking ditch, I think those squatting animals are blinded by the sword, and you How do you feel?"

Chen Pingan honestly replied, "It should be considered unreasonable."

But when I thought that this person was the brother of Mr. Qi, I quickly added a word, "Well?"

The man smiled and said: "You are polite, what is it, it is!"

With his palm in his hand, he pressed against the hilt of the long sword at the waist and asked: "I know that I am a scholar, and learning a sword is more careful than reading. Why?"

Chen Pingan shook his head.

He only heard that Aliang and the young Cui Wei occasionally mentioned some of these people. The former did not say too much. He only said that the veteran disciple had the highest swordsmanship, while the latter gnashed his teeth, a deceitful ancestor, and a deviant In the past, the same brothers and brothers seemed to have no hatred of the heavens. In the end, "the surname of the left" is in the eyes of Chen Pingan, just like the hidden dragon in the cloud, unattainable and unpredictable.

This Confucian orthodox sword is swaying. "There is nothing wrong with you here. If you practice well in the future, don't let down the hope of Xiaoqi. If you do it badly, maybe I will come to you." ""

The man hovering in the dragon's ditch, a finger to Chen Pingan, "If you want to be higher, it is a sword."

For him, the brothers and brothers have always taught the younger brothers.

The reason is not reasonable? He has always been too lazy to think that being a brother is the principle.

At this time, the sea of ​​clouds suddenly hangs down, and a golden body that rises up to a hundred feet comes out. It is a middle-aged Taoist who has a fish-tail crown. "You are a disciple of the sacred sacred sect, swordsmanship around? I heard many people. Recommend that you are the first in the world of swordsmanship. Even the hanging mountain and the sword wall are full of your admirers."

The green shirt sword looked up and looked up. "Listen to your tone, is it a little dissatisfied?"

Gao Avenue people laughed heartily. "You have the few swordsmanships. The poor roads don't matter at all. It's just that you look at your bad mood. How about finding a place to hit a fight?"

Jian Xiu smiled and said: "You are a stinky cow and a Taoist priest. Nothing else can be done. It is luck than me. It is a master of the second child. My husband will not do it. I will only play some hard work. But my husband is not as good as it is. Your master, there is a little stronger than the second child, that is, the old show has me such a disciple, even you, the more than a dozen disciples of the second child..."

The man in the green shirt stretched out a finger and lifted it up and shook it gently. "No."

He still didn't give up and looked up. "If you move out such a big law, how about it? It's not in front of my sword... not enough?!"

Waiting for the man to settle down.

From the sea, picking up a hundred feet of giant waves, a sturdy sword that is thicker than the whole osmanthus island, rushing in the form of a light column, and hardly smashing the golden body of the body.

At the foot of Chen Ping's feet, the boat was smashed and the boat was swaying and bumping.

He turned his head and looked at the snowy sword of the bull.

Before I felt that the wind and snow temple Wei Jin broke through the night of the wedding gown, it was already the ultimate sword in the world.

It was discovered at this moment that I was too ignorant.

A golden body is broken, but there are still voices such as Hong Zhong Da Lu falling from the sky. "The poor road is not willing to take advantage of you. The boy is present. You and I can't open your hands and feet. It is better to go to the sea of ​​Fengshen Island. how is it?"

I don't know when, the golden old man who was filled with more than three hundred gas houses by the sword, has no chance to support the gas house without bombing.

It was originally the high-avenue man who was thousands of miles away. I don't know what kind of supernatural powers, and when I was destroyed by the swordsmanship, I found a white jade finger from the void, in the golden robe. On the forehead, the latter is in the same shape, and then the literal meaning of the heart is like a gray, from the inside out, most of the body is turned into a burst of gray, the smoke disappears, only one piece of gold falling on the sea The robe, and some half-step immortal things that the baby condensed.

Jian Xiu is indifferent to this.

He just waved his hand and took the remnants of the golden robe into the boat of Chen Pingan. "This is a broken and good harvest. This trip to the mountains, and the swords of the Great Wall, ask for more happiness." ”

Chen Pingan bent over.

Jian Xiu nodded, and accepted it, and then no longer said a word, the wind went southwest, and then said a word to himself, Yu Yin, I don't know if Jian Xiu said to himself, or to Chen. Peace.

"Eternal life is immortal, happy in the mountains and seas, dining and drinking, not eating grains, is a different kind."

Chen Pingan quietly sat back in the small boat and threw the sword to the three things at his feet. In the fifteenth of Feijian, they were a golden robe, two golden dragons entangled together, and a fist-sized one. Beads, dull, yellowish, a bit like the old man.

Chen Ping looked around and gradually calmed down, looked up, and the wind was beautiful.

Chen Ping's rest for a moment, picking up the bamboo raft that portrays the real shackles, and got up to hold the boat to chase the Guihua Island. For a time, the ferry can be drove up to the hanging mountain and squatting in the sea. Above. Chen Pingan's eyes widened and he looked hard into the distance.

If it was before, Chen Pinghui would think that Guihua Island might do this?

But now, Chen Ping is completely unaware that he will have this idea.

I don't know what I want.

The sword repair, which was not far from the heavens and the earth, suddenly stopped and stood in a place where Chen was destined to see him, looking back.

What I saw in the eyes of a man is a big boy.

But what I thought in my heart was an old man.

The man once said, I am not willing to find you as a guardian of Chen Ping, and I know that most of you will not agree. But I Qi Jingchun in this life, there are not a few friends, the whole world, I can only find you.

I can only find you!

When the man thought of this mixed-word, he was awkward, sitting cross-legged, hovering over the sea, clenching his hands and holding his fists on his knees.

A sharp sword is getting more and more violent, and the sea water is violently boiling, but those fogs can't get close to the sword.

The world's practicing spirits are envious of the genius of the kendo genius who is born with natural qualifications. It is the title of the innate sword embryo, but this man is very late to learn the sword, and it is never a sword embryo, so wait until this person is in the Middle China Shenzhou It turned out to be born, not to force, but to crush countless predecessors Jian Xiu, for those so-called sword embryos, this person is particularly unrelenting, ridiculous, rumored, spread all over the world, I do not know how many talented kendo genius, from this sword The heart collapsed and the avenue was cut off.

So that all the young Zhongtian genius sword repairs, after being praised as the congenital sword embryo, are inevitably guilty, always feel that this sentence is in the swearing.

This sword repair is called left and right.

No one in the world can make a "left and right" around it.

Even if a man is stunned, his eyes will continue to shine as always.

He had previously stared at the clear eyes of the young boy. It was like the stinky younger brother he was familiar with when he was young. He was clever and read and clever, and he was spoiled by the gentleman. He talked about a set of sages, and they were interlocking. Impeccable, but also to admit that after the debate has been lost, I have to add a sentence, "I think that you are not really convinced, this is not right," is really annoying.

The most annoying Mr. in his life is bragging about how powerful his fights are, and then he is reading the book very fast, his book, and his reasonable words.

He only liked the singer's two-time debate on the three-education debate, which is the kind of independence and talent of the master.

I like Qi Jingchun every time I travel with my own family and travel to the mountains and rivers. After he drinks, he will climb up and make a fuss. It will make people feel that the mountains are taller and more powerful, but they are also higher than this person's knowledge!

But even today, the old show has no retreat, scattered into the world, Xiaoqi is no longer alive, Aliang also left the world, the man still always thinks, sir, small Qi or even the seemingly free All of them are living too tired.

Not as good as yourself.

Because he is too lazy to talk to people.

It doesn't matter if you can't beat others, and it doesn't matter if you use it.

There is a sword.

The man sighed and stood up and continued on to the Fengshen Island in the southwestern waters.

In some words, he feels that he is insane, and he is as "too lazy" to say it.

Little teacher, you must look at this world for Xiaoqi.

In the future, I will go to other places to look at it. I have seen all the seats. Xiao Qi has never gone out of the world in this life. He is the most disciple of many of his disciples. In the end, he is staying in the study and The most learned one.

Xiao Qi cried a few times in this life, I know clearly. Because they are all crying by my age, there is no way, I can't talk about him, but he can't beat me.

Kid, can you imagine your Mr. Qi, the look of bitterness and crying?

The man laughed and pushed the sword out of the sheath. There were dozens of sea islands near his feet. No matter how big or small, he was all two.

The world is very boring.

Only a fight can make a little bit of tension on the left and right.

Between the leafy boat in a hurry and the Guihua Island that is slowly moving forward, there is an old man who has been seriously injured and is waiting for Chen Pinghai at sea.

Chen Pingan grinned and smiled. It was the vast old man of the boat.

The two took a boat together and swam across the sea. They quickly caught up with Guihua Island and stopped the boat. Madame Gui stood alone at the ferry and apologized. She said to Chen Pingan: "Today, I will go to Fan's Temple. I know clearly, Chen Gongzi's life-saving grace, I have no teeth to forget!”

Chen Pingan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Self-saving."

Mrs. Gui was speechless and sighed, and walked side by side with the old and the young on the foothills of Guihua Island.

The old boat needs to be rested, and bid farewell to Chen Ping, went to his place of residence, Chen Ping and Mrs. Gui went to the Guimai small courtyard, and Mrs. Gui hesitated and explained: "Ma Zhi was in the battle against Guihua Island. I was injured and I was injured. I may not be able to accompany you to test the sword in the near future. Let me swear and hope that Chen Gongzi will forgive me."

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Of course, it is important for the seniors of the horse to heal."

Mrs. Gui has some helplessness. "The situation of Guihua Island is now subtle. I really don't trust outsiders to enter this yard. Even if it is Jinsu, if Chen Gongzi does not disappoint it, then I will be responsible for the eating and drinking of the Guimai small courtyard. ""

Chen Pingan quickly waved: "No need to use it, just need to send three meals a day as before. If there is no stove here, I can actually cook and cook for myself."

Mrs. Gui smiled and said goodbye. "Many things need to be solved. Chen Gongzi, you have a good rest. Something directly tells me that there will be a sweet-scented osmanthus outside the yard waiting for the son."

Chen Pingan sat alone on the stone bench in the courtyard and began to close his eyes.

Soon someone knocked at the door. It was a sweet-scented osmanthus scented outside the door: "Chen Gongzi, there are two guests from Weizhou, seeing and seeing, Mrs. Gui said before that she only looked at the son."

Chen Pingan got up and went to open the door, in addition to the girl of Guihua Island, there was a smiling green teenager, a white-haired old-fashioned old man.

The boy opened the door to see the mountain: "Blessed, my name is Liu Youzhou, from the northernmost Pazhou, I will not go into the yard to disturb you to clean up, just come over and thank you."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Okay."

Then there are no words.

The bamboo robes are full of curiosity and look at Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan is thinking about when the boy will go.

The old man broke the silence. "The previous robes of the golden robe screamed at you twice. It was too unexpected. I couldn't stop it. I couldn't stop it afterwards, unless I had a life, but I went out. I need to take care of my young master, so this little thing needs to thank you, my bad wife, I need to apologize to you."

Chen Pingan smiled and shook hands and clenched his fists: "Hey!"

The old man nodded and had some smiles. "If you go to Pazhou, you must come to our Liu family."

Chen Pingan smiled and didn't talk.

The old man took the Liu surnamed Liu, who was wearing a bamboo coat to "resist the summer", and left.

The two passed by a young and beautiful woman. After she looked at Chen Pingan, she smiled and said: "It turned out to be you."

Chen Pingan is somewhat inexplicable, but fortunately the woman has turned and left.

Chen Pingan was able to turn to the yard, and suddenly stopped and turned to smile at the restless osmanthus kimono: "The trouble girl, if someone still looks for me, then help me block it."

Osmanthus Xiao Niang nodded hard.

Two days later, Chen Pingan did not practice boxing and practicing swords. He just turned out the books and bamboo slips and looked at the contents of the sun in the sun.

In the middle of the night, Chen Ping, who was already lying in bed, opened his eyes, got out of the house, jumped to the roof, took off the sword and began to drink.

He suddenly turned his head, and soon a figure flew over and sat next to him, the uninvited guest, holding two altars in his hand.

Chen Pingan sincerely smiled: "Older generation, drinking to find a companion?"

It was the old boat that died and died.

The old man who has always concealed the world as a boat, smiled heartily: "How, dislike the old man?"

Chen Pingan waved: "Where will it be."

The old man unveiled the jar of wine, and after drinking a big mouth, it was silent for a long time, only to know softly: "On the island of sweet-scented osmanthus, this catastrophe, like a pond water, was originally mixed, but in general it is still orderly, each If you don't bother, the result is a turbidity for the bamboo rafts. You have been sullen in this small room during this time. Be careful. Although most people only know that you stopped the one. The old beasts also let the whole dragon ditch go quiet, but I have to say something unpleasant, and Domien rose to hate."

The old man has no choice but to say: "Not to mention the boulevards, the bustling, and the people who can't see other people's scenery, but not many."

Chen Ping thought for a moment and nodded. "Just with neighbors in the neighborhood, I can't see other families with money, they will be jealous, but they are all the same."

The old man sighed and poured a swig of wine.

Chen Pingan asked: "What is Guihua Island in the end, can the old generation say?"

The old man smiled and said: "How to say no, it is actually the true body of Mrs. Gui."

Chen Pingan suddenly realized.

The old man smiled and asked: "Have you ever thought about it, who is everyone on Guihua Island?"

Chen Ping's tentative approach: “The mountain people, practicing the spirits?”

The old man shook his head: "Osmanthus Island is a ferry, who can be a passenger of a ferry, a businessman."

Chen Ping stunned and nodded. "It is true."

The old man asked again: "Women go south and north, what?"

This time, Chen Ping answered quickly, "Make money."

The old man took a sip of his drink: "What do you earn for money?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "spend money."

The old man said with emotion: "To face up, work hard to earn money is to spend money to enjoy the blessing, so you must have a life to spend money. Practice the gentleman, the world under the sun, how many."

Chen Pingan scratched his head, got some smiles, began to drink, this time drinking a little more and faster, simply fell backwards, comfortably lying on the ridge, "old seniors, I told you something, Can you not pass it out? And if I say it, you may have a little trouble, it's not a good thing..."

The old man sat cross-legged, his body leaned forward, his hands swayed from the wine jar, and there was still half a jar of wine in his head. The old man smiled and said: "Just say, drink wine, don't say a drink, it's not like that. Also drink alcohol? Kid, don't look at my age is much bigger than you, in fact, lack of roots, stupid and bold. Say, live so big age, if you don't want to see Master, you can't stick to today. And there are some things, you said or not, in fact, there are not too many, I was by your side, I heard it clearly, this is not to lie to your wine?"

Chen Ping pointed to the sky. "I used to meet a young Taoist in my hometown. At that time, the relationship was quite good. It was Lu Shen. Before the big battle, he counted me twice, maybe three times. I I only said that I was sure twice, once I was 'blessing to the soul', I couldn't write the word of the rainer, and I simply wrote Lu Shen. The second time I was alone facing the golden robe, I was then ......"

Chen Ping put the sword on his stomach and put his hands under the head as a pillow. "The feeling is very strange. It seems like everyone's mood, heart lake and heart, I have seen and heard. Just like the old As you said in your predecessor, I rose to Mienou's hatred. I found that nine out of ten Guihua Island passengers were cold and numb, or gloating, even as if I couldn't wait for me to die on the spot. Of course, there are still many cockroaches... I never thought about it before, why is this, until the old predecessors said that here is Guihua Island, all businessmen, and everyone wants to live, I think back, yes, I am so big, it depends on If you want to live, you can go to today."

Chen Pingan grinned. "I have a friend, a swordsman. It is very great. Lu Shen calculated me, I will hang him, deliberately want him to help me to tell the last words, Lu Shen either disregards the face and pretends not to hear, or can only Holding my nose and telling my friend, and then being beaten by my friend, I thought of this scene, I was not so afraid of death."

Some things, Chen Pingan still did not dare to say anything.

Because it involves Mr. Qi.

Mr. Qi wants him to lose hope in this world no matter what.

But at that time, Chen Ping was only disappointed with the world.

I am afraid this is the real calculation of Lu Shen. As for the specifics involved, Chen Pingan has only a vague intuition.

At the moment, lying on the roof, Chen Ping finally said: "It is very difficult to be disappointed with the world."

Old man drinking wine, slowly said: "You address him by a Taoist charge of teaching a name, and you can beat the old man his friend ...... I was shocked those head, not with your kid to say, whatever the outcome was the same A land god, this face is still necessary. But since you have said that you are drunk, then the old man has some heart in his stomach, you have to tell you."

Chen Pingang just got up and got up. The old man turned his head and smiled. "Let's lie down, a little swearing, no one listens for hundreds of years, you don't need to be so serious."

Chen Pingan still sat up and explained: "I don't drink well when I lie down."

The old man smiled and hugged the jar, looking at the distant night view of the sea, and the moon was beautiful.

The old man slowly said: "I was a proud son of the world in the eyes of the world. The temper is very stinky. Maybe if you meet you in the past, it will be one of several people you are disappointed. Nowadays, the temper is not very good. The same, otherwise you will not sit here with you to drink this wine, Chen Pingan, guests on Guihua Island, and do not say anything good or bad, can be as you said 'go to this step', each of them There must be something to be desired. Other than that, there is nothing wrong with you, others are not doing it, they are not right. There is something wrong with you, others have done it, they are also wrong. Said a bit around..."

Chen Ping nodded and said: "I understand!"

The old man stretched out his thumb and smiled. "Of course, the one before, is the right one for you. You can't pick a little bit of trouble. It is this!"

Chen Pingan smiled happily.

It is a worthwhile drink to be recognized by someone who is recognized by yourself.

Therefore, Chen Pingan drank a big swig of wine, then smiled and said casually: "The old predecessors are also very right. I should not use my reason to measure everyone. My reason may be right, maybe not right. It may be right, but it's not right, it may be too small... haha, it's a bit around! Right, old?”

The old man joked: "It's very round."

Chen Pingan pointed to the distance, the young boy who was full of alcohol, shaking his head and shaking his head. It seems that he really drank too much, and his face was full of unrecognized joy and pride. He said: "Older generation, I know a lot of great people. For example. After that, the extremely powerful sword fairy, I could have called his master, I am also very good?"

The old man nodded and smiled: "The right pair is all right."

Chen Pingan was drunk, turned his head, and confused and asked: "Older, you seem to be not sincere?"

Old man laughed, no wonder he was able to get this kid, smelling like a rib.

The teenager was drunk and muttered to himself.

The old man helped the juvenile to put the jug, and inadvertently heard the drunken words of Chen Pingan, the old man nodded, and stayed with the boy this night.

The boy's drunken words at the time were: Mr. Qi, I want to understand, don't lose hope in the world, besides being sure to live well, there is actually a layer of meaning, that is, when we give goodwill to the world, if we don't get it The return of goodwill is even malicious. At this time, being able to disappoint is the real hope. Mr. Qi, I have already understood the truth now, but I can't do it for the time being. I have drunk the wine and will work hard tomorrow...

In fact, Lao Zhouzi is almost five hundred years old. He has seen countless people, has experienced countless things, and has heard countless words. He still thinks that the boy's words are very chewy, used to drink just right, the two altars are not enough. .

Raise the sword inside, flying sword within fifteen.

There is a Confucian entry book that was given to Chen Pingan by an old drunkard. The shallow texts began to swim away.

On the last page, a list of new text appears.

order. The first one is divided into successive orders. The second one, review the size. The third one is about good and evil. The fourth chapter, the combination of knowledge and action.

On the bank of a large river in Nanpo Weizhou, on a large stone cliff, two Confucian old men stand side by side, one shoulders picking the moon, and one person holds the round.

The palm of the hand swayed and turned a round of Xiaoyuan's poor and old Confucianism. He smiled and said: "Chen Lanan, do you think that this close disciple I received is not good?"

There was a round of elegant scribes on the shoulders, nodding, but no opening.

The shabby old Confucian had to ask himself, "Good, I think it is very good."

Next to the old man said in a light way: "Anyway, your face is thick, you can say anything. You are now on the mouth of 'good and kind', is it right? Have you already lost? I feel that I am wrong, my husband is right? ”

The poor old man only shook his head and smiled: "Hey, Chen Hao'an, why is this, Chen Pingan has not already answered you? The same is Chen, your skill is naturally a little higher temporarily, but this understanding, forget it, forget it. If you don't say anything, it's true that you have no friends when you export."

The elegant old man sneered: "My Chen Haoan is a friend of you, but he is never a friend."

The old man looked deep in his face and nodded. "Yes, it's worse than the seniors. The gap in learning is very powerful. As the boat said, it still needs a little face."

It is the old man of Chen's family, who has a saying.

The old show reached out and handed out the round of the round, no longer joking, the tone is a bit heavy, "I hope you can see you later, the sooner the better."

Chen Yu'an put away the round day and hovered over a shoulder. So the sun and the moon were together, and the old man calmly said: "All the same."

The old man said: "Readers are the same."

Qingming world, the white jade top floor of the world center.

A young Taoist priest with a lotus crown on his head, after one hand was negative, spread the palm of his hand upwards, staring down at his palm, and slowly walking on the dangerous railing of Bai Yu Yingying.

Among the corridors under the railings, there are two Taoist immortals who are flying up and down. They are holding their breath and being respectful, and they dare not open their eyes to the gods.

The young Taoist put away his hand and lamented that he had died, and the body was slanting outwards. Then he fell into the Taotao sea outside Baiyujing and fell straight.

The two flying immortals are immortal, and they look at each other and smile.

Chapter end