Sword of Coming Chapter 678

Chen Ping'an put away four mortals and asked, "What's your real name?"

Wu Yan is of course the name of Hu Huan, who turned out to be a demon. He didn't even believe you Yu and Du Shanyin.

The white-haired boy was silent for a moment and said, "Frost."

Chen Ping'an asked casually: "Last name?"

The reason for this is because the demon clan is held in prison, for example, the five demon monsters under the pseudonyms are Yun Qing, Qing Qiu, Mengpo, Zhujie, and Hou Changjun. Except for the last talented immortal monster, there is a surname, and even the pseudonym has no surname. As for the real name, it will not be easily leaked.

The same is true of the Middle Five Realm Demon Clan, no matter what the pseudonym is, unless the death of the body disappears, the twister uses the method of the sewing person to learn the real name from the Jin Dan and Yuan Ying who were stripped off by her.

The sheer martial arts in the world of Hao Ran pays attention to the fact that a cast teacher is reborn, then the demon clan has been regarded as the first life and death event since ancient times.

Bai Ze wrote the "Searching the Mountain", leaking the real name and root of the demon, and handed it to Li Sheng, and then cast the big tripod on the top of the mountain with Li Sheng.

Once the barren world breaks through the Great Wall of Jianqi and breaks into the world of Hao Ran, then every destiny word mastered by the Confucian saint will be a barrier to the demon.

The Jianxian embryos, bamboo crickets, rain four, beaches, flowing white, and no surnames are all waiting for the surname given by Tuoyueshan, and the names are relatively cryptic and obscure, so as to avoid as much as possible The natal word of the Confucian saint.

The white-haired boy shook his head and smiled: "I am from the base of the Aijiazhou expat, and follow the family name of Dafuzhi, not to mention. In fact, there was an original name called Xiaocao. Later, the day was stable, and he became a book boy for the rich young man. , A private master helped to get the name of Frost Drop, Qi Qi killing, Yin Shi Ning, is not a very good name. At that time, I didn't understand anything, and I was very happy to come, I always felt that I had touched the books. "

The white-haired boy hung in the air, leaned back, and raised Erlang's legs. "The old master is also my half preacher, a Dongfu monk. He is also a great fairy master in that small country where he lives in a corner. When I was young, I would have some superficial techniques of helping dragons to help people make curtains. However, luck was bad, and nothing happened. Later, I was discouraged, I taught a teacher, occasionally sold articles, and earned some private money. I went out once and went with me. He said he wanted to travel the landscape and never returned. It was many years later that I learned that the old master was going to a prosperous ancestral temple water house to help a friend who was an official seek justice, but the justice was not discussed, and his life was lost there. The soul was lit by the water lamp. When I was angry, I desperately lost half of my life and broke the temple and the golden body of Hebo. I couldn't help but hate and chewed the golden body fragments into the belly. It was just the fight between the two sides. It was flooded by hundreds of miles, ravaged the capital city, and was chased and killed by the government.

The name is Frost's Huawai Tianmo, and smiled: "The grass is not expensive, and a mountain fault has been cast."

Chen Ping'an has never heard of a soaring monk named "Frost" in the history of Acacia.

If you say all the monks on the Five Realms, including Yuzhu, Xianren, and Ascension, Chen Ping'an knows little about Aquarius, Tongyezhou, and Beijuluzhou. As a monk in the vast world, after Chen Ping'an became a hermit officer, he went to know it. Besides, the archives of the summer palace are piled up in a mountain, it is easy to follow the vines, and there should be few omissions.

The white-haired boy was beaten up by a carp, and Haha laughed, "This is a fresh story I just compiled. The ancestor of the hermit official has heard it."

Chen Ping'an said: "The story is true and false, I'm not sure, but I can confirm that you are mostly from the world of Qingming."

The white-haired boy sang aloud and said suddenly: "I know what went wrong and should not be said to have been chased down by the government. Except that the officials must have a peaceful world, and the court government of Hao Ran did not have the courage, nor did this. ability."

That world is very different from the vast world that contends with hundreds of schools. The Daomen family is the only one, the court officials and Taoists are mostly.

Therefore, there will never be a scene where the official prays for rain. The local officials in the world of Qingming will be able to call the wind and pray for the disaster, pray for blessings, and dispel disasters. The landscape gods there are not high status. Although they will not be reduced to general labor, but Compared with Hao Ran, the world 's rivers and gods, and the mountains and mountains, the scenery is infinite, and the difference is huge.

Chen Ping'an said, "My grandson with Daxuanduguan had the good fortune to travel together in Luzhou, Beiju, and it was very rewarding. If you have a chance in the future, you must thank the door."

Sun Daoren, as the keeper of the swords and immortals in the world, has high Taoist methods and swordsmanship, but Chen Ping admires the old god's method of playing tricks.

The fire was pure and green.

Compared with Sun Daoren, he is still a thousand miles away.

The boy with white hair nodded, "I guessed it. The middle-aged Taoist inside the wooden house was originally a student of Sun Taoren. The statue of the wooden tyre was split from the ancestor of the Tao of the Grand Xuandu Temple, the mountain roots of the five-colored mountains. Taoism is also the root of Daxuandu's view of Jianxian. I am not blind and can see it. So Zhujie said that your life is good, wrong is right, right is right. "

Wanting to go to another world and visit the Daxuandu Guan means that Chen Ping'an had to be soaring.

Chen Ping'an asked a key question: "Have you ever heard of Refining the Three Mountains?"

The white-haired boy looked weird. "I've heard it, but I've only heard it."

Chen Ping'an asked again, "Can I use this to refine the heart of this deity? The body of this deity was once an ancient fire god's official?"

The white-haired boy smiled and said, "I ca n't refine it. As for the body of the gods, where the five elements belong, it is all-encompassing, and what is missing is what it is. This cage is a refining thing, only that one. The melting pool, the Great Wall of Sword and Qi has never been immortalized, and it is still immortal for ten thousand years. I'm not afraid that you can't refine it. I'm afraid that after you refine, you will not be able to endure your body and soul. If you fail, if you do n't believe it, you ask Twisted Core. "

Twisting core stood on the side of the step, and simply said: "Unless I give up the golden cymbals and the jade book, all the words are used to create the walls of the heart."

The two immortal treasures are the ranks of half-immortal soldiers, which is the root of the twisting core, and the price is not small.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Conditions?"

Twisting said: "You have always insisted that sewing is only on the upper body, and you have to give up this mentally sick insistence."

Chen Ping'an said, "Reject."

The white-haired boy was gloating, waiting for this good show for a long time, and finally started to sing.

Twisting core annoyed: "Chen Ping! At the thirty-two sewing area, if it is only on the limbs and the upper body, it is inevitable to imbalance, do you feel ridiculous? As a sewing person, I look like this, you think I am the kind Do you care about women who are taboo for men and women? You are the hermit of the Great Wall of Qi and a monk who is aspiring to the summit! Do you even mind this so-called male and female defense? "

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Mind. In the eyes of the senior twister, I am just a sewing object that has been peeled and cramped, but in my eyes, the senior twister is still a woman."

Twisting core was so angry, "Chen Ping'an, you are simply unreasonable!"

The white-haired boy rolled all over the floor and laughed abruptly.

It's fun and degassing.

Chen Ping'an apologized with his fist, "I kindly ask Senior Concord to be considerate."

The twisting core flickered away.

Chen Ping is not too worried about twisting the core and picking on it, making sewing a halt.

But it is very likely that the next sewing, twisting the core will make you suffer more, and it is that unnecessary pain.

By the time the twisted core left, the white-haired boy was already sitting.

Chen Ping'an laughed: "Senior frost, why don't you continue to be happy?"

The white-haired boy punched his heart with his fist. "Distressed and distressed. Seeing the ancestor of the hermit official misunderstood by twisting the core, the heartache is like angling."

You call your senior, I call my ancestor, brother.

Chen Ping'an asked: "If it is refined, will it have an impact on prison?"

The white-haired boy nodded and said, "Of course, the prison will lose half of the victory over the ban, but it does not matter, even if it is all gone, there is an old deaf, and there is a prisoner in the distance. There will be no mess. "

With the exception of these big demon Yun Qing, only five Yuan Yingjians are left in the middle five realm demon clan in the prison. Without exception, they have been tried and killed very difficult.

Chen Ping'an said: "Yun Qing will most likely break the restrictions and choose to leave the prison. Even if he has only a few moments of freedom, he wants to walk out of the prison and look at the ancient battlefield ruins. Mengpo is also willing to die under the prisoner's sword instead of me An unknown soldier killed. "

The white-haired boy rubbed his chin. "How can that be, how is this good?"

Chen Ping'an looked at each other, didn't he say he had recognized a good ancestor before?

The white-haired boy lamented, "I help the hermit ancestors stare at those cage doors."

Chen Ping'an said, "Seniors on the mountain, help say hello to the boss Jianxian, I want to refine."

The old deaf child's voice sounded in Xinhu, "Need some natural treasures?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "No."

In addition to the colorful-golden stove, Chen Ping-an also has the "pointing" opportunity given by the real fire dragon. After entering the long-distance travel, it becomes more and more obvious. You only need to let the twist core help to strip it out. enough.

The white-haired boy had a gloomy look, "I really don't plan to be among the three from the Three Realms?"

Once Chen Ping's refining is successful, it is very likely that he will cross a big threshold and be among the Dongfu realms.

Chen Ping resettled Ruo Yiwen.

The white-haired boy said positively: "Then I take a step back, give up that little move, and no more doves have the intention to seize your nest, and I just want to find a place to live and leave the prison alive, hoping that one day I can return to youth Under the sky. In addition, the conditions are still the same, and I should pay for my life. "

Chen Ping'an still shook his head.

The white-haired boy slowly got up, changed his appearance, and became a saber with a dusty hand. The style of the robe was neither in the three veins of Bai Yujing nor in the veins of the sword gods in the great mystery. It was actually Chen Ping'an who had never seen it before. The more unheard of purple robes, the placket, the sleeve length, carry gold and silver threads embroidered with the sun and moon stars, Tai Chi gossip, cloud motifs, and the ten islands and three continents, all kinds of fairy birds and beasts, as if a robe of robe It is a vast heaven and earth, a place where all things grow.

At this moment, the Taoist wearing a fairy costume has a pair of eyes, as if the stars are moving, his expression is indifferent, and he smiles, "Chen Ping'an, you count me, help you to send a message to Feijian once, which will damage me for 100 years. Daoxing, but if you are a monk under the Five Realms, and you still have this mentality, I have traveled five times in succession, watching your state of mind, wouldn't there be no backhand? "

Not only is the old deaf child in a hurry, even the sword light that the criminal officer has given to Du Shanyin is coming, breaking through the layers of voids and dazzling.

Maybe this is the "truth" of the monk Frost descended from Qingming Heaven.

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, motioned the old deaf child to stop using his hands, and stared at that demon, and asked, "Do you really want to buy and sell?"

Taoist Frost smiled and said, "Try it?"

Chen Ping nodded and said, "Try it."

The old deaf frowned.

Even after the trial is over, this transfigured demon is bound to die. What good is it to Chen Ping'an, isn't it good for both sides to be imaginary and wrong? Why bother tearing my face like this. For both parties, it is not a bargain. Of course, for that "Frost Drop", it is indeed out of nowhere. When Chen Ping'an left the prison, as long as he did not plead with the boss Jianxian and helped open the outer magic net, it meant that Chen Pingan had made up his mind to let the boss Jianxian launch a sword.

If Chen Ping'an was dragged with mud and water, and he was in trouble to save or not to kill, if the old deaf knew the boss Jianxian's temper, then Chen Ping would ask for trouble.

An alien demon who soared into the realm followed his own means. After that, Chen Ping's path of spiritual practice would only be endless before returning to Haoran.

Of course, the premise is that Chen Ping'an can really survive, and there is a chance to see the gentleman who is one with the heaven and earth, Wen Sheng, the old talent.

The twisted core that was returned and yelled at Chen Ping anxious in his heart. Why did he enter the long-distance journey, and the martial art was in his body, as if the mood of the whole person had changed. The surging demon of the imagination was dragged first. First refining the material to break through the territory, then sewing successfully, and then move out of the boss Jianxian, it is better than so hastily to discuss with a soaring realm.

People who practice Taoism are good at refining things, transforming outer demons, and like refining their hearts.

Boss Jianxian suddenly appeared, "Can't I save my mind?"

Every time I see Chen Qing, I am like a cat-eating demon. Instead of restoring the appearance of a white-haired boy, I asked, "Chen Qingdu, do you and I agree to do nothing? Can I leave? Jianqi Great Wall! "

The old deaf child is not unexpected.

Chen Qing didn't have that leisurely feeling, and captive turned into a demon to play.

Sure enough, Chen Qingdu said, "You can change to a higher level, such as Hou Changjun, or simply find a natural born person, such as a disciple selected by an old deaf child. Can you leave alive? Don't ask me."

Twister laughed abruptly. The last three words are familiar words.

The old deaf child looked ugly, but he did not dare to question Chen Qingdu's decision, but he regretted that the deal with Chen Ping'an was done earlier.

Frost shook his head.

Chen Qingdu smiled and asked, "Say shame on your face, right?"

Frost fell silently.

Chen Qingdu turned his head and looked at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an said: "I am a monk under the Five Realms. I have to sew clothes. As a result, I need to engage in a fight with an ascendant demon who rises out of the realm. There is no reason for Boss to stand idly by."

Weixin felt that the young hermit had to suffer again this time.

I never thought that Chen Qing nodded with a smile: "I finally knew that I would reach out and ask for it once, which is rare."

The mighty Chen Ping'an in the world, asking for everything but not asking, Chen Qing was too lazy to care.

But since he became the hermit of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, did n't ask him a few things about Chen Qingdu. Was he the boss of the sword fairy?

Upside down the mountain, Mi Yu begged Shao Yunyan to take him to the yellow beam shop and drink the famous forgetful wine.

I never thought it would be easy until Shao Yunyan nodded and promised, Nalan Caihuan said that he would also follow and enjoy it.

The three entered the wine shop, and Shao Yunyan found that besides the old shopkeeper and young buddies, compared with last time, there was a young woman with a younger appearance, and her appearance was not how beautiful. She was lying on the table in a daze, at the wine table A stack of books was set aside, and a book was spread out on the table. Buddy Xu Jia sat next to her own lady and was in a daze.

Shao Yunyan remembered drinking for the first time in a shop. The woman looked like this, but it is still almost the same. Women's practice, staying in beauty, is a big temptation.

After Mi Yu took a seat, he drank it after drinking alcohol, and drunk so much that he didn't say anything about drunkenness.

Nalan Caihuan sipped his wine and his eyes narrowed, seeming to evoke sadness.

The old treasurer was teasing the budgerigar in the jasper cage, and laughed: "The demolition of the ape house and the removal of the plum garden child, and now even the Shuijing Palace does not stop. Site, opened a mansion, the lord of the Yulong ancestor came to the hanging mountain, the two teachers and sisters, and the trouble was very unpleasant. Is it your credit for the new hermit master? "

Shao Yunyan smiled and nodded, "Master Yinguan is still good-hearted. Instead of me, I will not swim in this muddy water. I am just a man of ordinary people, I do n't know mythology. Those who are spiritualists do n't know how to ask for blessings, and do n't want to trend It is better to avoid evil than to die. "

Huang Liang blessed to drink, and his words were not taboo.

Mi Yu stood up and walked under the wall, "Bring a pen!"

Xu Jia got up and sent a pen. Drunk Mi Yu wiped his face and wrote a sentence, lighting the night, dreaming of homesickness, was awakened by the warbler, a pillow on the yellow beam.

Nalan Caihuan also went, followed by a sentence, the closest person is the most difficult to get along with.

Shao Yunyan turned his head and glanced at the contents of the pen writing on the eye wall. A beautiful flower, a pragmatic one.

The woman suddenly raised her head and asked Nalan Caihuan, "Now you have a strong sword and great wall. I can't go to the south of the city. What's wrong with that Liang?"

Nalan Caihuan settled in place and laughed, "What else can I do, look the same."

The woman was full of sorrow, and a pair of autumn water eyes, like a spring water pond full of sadness, "I have returned to the Jianqi Great Wall, and I do n't know if he came to me to drink, because I was in the shop, and I did n't spend money on drinking. Zhifudi rushed back to the hanging mountain, and now she hasn't even seen one side. "

The old shopkeeper laughed: "I still have to pay the credit, and I still have to pay back the money I owe."

The woman said, "Aliang said that money owed on credit is not money."

The old treasurer nodded and said, "His face is not called Liang."

The woman lay on the table again, and patted the table with both palms. "It's boring. I wouldn't go back to hanging over the mountain if I knew it. I have had many children with Aliang in that blissful land."

The old treasurer was too lazy to talk to the girl.

Shao Yunyan was unwilling to listen to the housework of these yellow beam shops and asked, "What is the plan of the shopkeeper?"

The old man said, "Fuyaozhou's secret place in the world for a few years is part of the Huangliang Blessed Land in the past. I plan to go over there and wait to see which Zongmen eats. I will talk about it. Then I paid for it and opened the shop bigger. Immediately leave, if there is no accident, you should be the last guest of the hanging mountain shop. "

The woman said, "I don't go, I don't see Aliang, I don't go anywhere."

Xu Jia stretched his finger to the high place and whispered softly, "Miss, don't go anywhere. If it doesn't work, maybe just go there at once."

The woman glanced at him, and the young man shrank his neck.

Mi Yu smiled and asked, "Dare to ask this girl, how is the scenery?"

The woman glanced at Mi Yu, and her appearance was not bad, it was worse than A Liang.

She said casually, "make up."

Miyu murmured: "How can you just make up."

After leaving the demon army army in the wild and desolate world, the little girl with shofar braids did not rush to the ancient well where the fourteen throne was placed.

Wandering all the way, not afraid of detours.

With two shofar braids, you can swim in the wind, and go to the top of the mountain to enjoy the scenery, and to find the water house when there is a big water. Unfortunately, it is said that the landscape gods in the wild and desolate world are not as fancy as in the world of Hao Ran. In fact, it is true. After visiting several temples and temples, she was disappointed.

Strike a bunch of waste with one punch and step on a piece of ants.

There are no rules and restrictions, and the taste is excellent. If there is no wine, replace it with wine and vegetables, chew soy beans, and crunchy.

Then she was overtaken by two sword fairy Luo shirts and bamboo cymbals in the vein of the hermit, and chose to follow her to travel the wild world. They followed Xiao Kun to rebel against the Great Wall of Sword Qi. There was nothing to do on the military account side. Do, not to mention they will not sword out the Jianqi Great Wall. Hao Ranxia is the place where the two sword immortals are in their hearts. When they are there, as long as they are sword sects and no sword fairy has ever visited the Jianqi Great Wall, they will be taken by them Ask the sword a game.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Luoshan saw the hermit official braided, and the whole person swam and swam like a bamboo dragonfly, a little helpless.

Penny's sword fairy laughed: "Master Yinguan should have left the Jianqi Great Wall long ago."

Next they will visit a big city in the wild world, a capital city of a certain dynasty. The threshold is very high. If they want to settle in or enter the city, they must be humanoid. This means that within a city, there are all magic monsters. Clan monks, of course, also have many shortcuts to take. They spend money for the servants of the demon tribe who have insufficient realm. They spend money to buy runeskins and put on pretends.

Such rules are rare in the wild world.

It also means that this dynasty is extremely powerful.

The empress's relatives are all immortal realms. One of them is still the sword fairy. This time neither side went to the battlefield of the Great Wall of Jianqi. According to the news from the Jiazi account, the bamboo sword sword fairy was a fortune and disaster relief. Empty.

A group of monks stationed in the capital rose from the wind, and the armor was beautiful, preventing the three from going over the capital. One Yuanying screamed angrily, "Who is the person coming ?!"

Xiao Yan just kept spinning, and circled a circle around the demon monk. After a while, it seemed as if a series of firecrackers sounded, and blood mist drifted with the wind.

A rainbow of light rushed up from the Imperial Palace in Beijing. The royal sword hovered in the distance. It was a handsome man with a long hair shawl. In a suit, Jin Cui was dazzling and very dazzling. When the man saw the little girl with a shofar braid, he bent down and arched his hand and said, "Master Yin Chong came here, and he missed him."

Xiao Yan still kept spinning, including the man with Luo shirt and bamboo slip, "I'm no longer a hermit. You scold me?"

The man stooped lower, "Don't dare to offend the hermit official. In my mind, the hermit official of the Great Wall of the sword is only the hermit official."

The bamboo sword sword fairy smiled and twisted around. As a demon sword sword fairy, the monarch on earth, who had learned the vastness of the world, was indeed infected with many stinks.

Xiao Xuan punched the demon back to Beijing with a punch.

When the big demon smashed through the ridge of a palace hall, the shadowy Xiao Xiao stepped on the opponent's back again with a final punch, and the big demon who showed his true body penetrated more than 100 feet underground.

Luo Yu laughed, "The three secret officials were spoken."

Penny Sword Fairy nodded and said, "Not remembering."

Among the 100,000 mountains.

The old blind man guarding the thatched cottage, with an old dog on his feet, kicked it away, then looked up into the distance, and stretched his hands to scratch his face.

The old man's cheeks were sunken and skinny.

The old dog spoke from a distance, "Jiangqi Great Wall and Kendo Qiyun, it is difficult to cut them clean. Once entrusted to Yueshan Mountain, they can be attacked and retreated, and in the future 10,000 years, they will disappear. It's Hao Ran's turn to have a headache. "

The old blind man slowly said: "Everything a dog knows will Chen Qing be unclear?"

Chen Qing will not let the wild world get too many hands, as long as this can be done, it is extremely difficult.

Wanting nothing to be left to the wild world, that's crazy. Just say that the wall that stands for thousands of years, how to move? Who can move away? How can those large and small Jianxian embryos who are lucky enough to be placed? It 's not something you can throw away once and for all.

Especially when Chen Qingdu was still thinking about young sword repairers, he would still have a sword-like Great Wall in his mind when he practiced in the future. It was even harder to be willing to pass on this thought from generation to generation.

The young people of the Jianqi Great Wall will be scattered in the future, and I believe they will soon understand one thing. Without Chen Qingdu and the Jianqi Great Wall, life and death will only be more inexplicable than the battlefield in their hometown in their early years.

The Great Wall of Jianqi, a wine shop, is deserted and deserted. There is no way. As long as it is a sword repair, regardless of the level, it will go to the city head to kill.

Feng Kangle sat on the bench side by side with Taoban, eating Yangchun noodles together, Feng Kangle suddenly asked, "Do you say we will die?"

Taoban thought for a while, and laughed, "No, we are still young, we haven't earned any money, we haven't had any wine, it doesn't make sense. Besides, are there two shopkeepers?"

Feng Kangle nodded vigorously, followed by a laugh, and clamped a large chopsticks Yang Chun noodles.

Outside the small door in the jail, the old deaf asked, "Really willing to take that gold book?"

The twisted core nodded.

The old deaf child said with emotion: "Fairy ancestors, but that's it."

Twister sneered: "Make my mouth clean."

The old deaf scratched his head and turned his face faster than the book.

The white-haired boy crouching at the door shouted, "Get out and get out of the way, let me be the guardian of the hermit official!"

Xingting building.

Chen Qingdu was among them, looking around.

Confucianism and Buddhism. Pure Wufu.

Chapter end