Sword of Coming Chapter 798

As the ferry approached Parrot Island, Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked at the tender Taoist who was splashing with Liu Chicheng, and asked, "I heard that the senior is familiar with Jin Cuicheng?"

Jin Cuicheng's robe refining craftsmanship is superb, and its reputation is wild. Otherwise, the black dragon robe that the Throne Demon admires will not use the unique secret method of Jin Cuicheng's waterway dividing Yin and Yang.

Caique Mansion relied on a Jin Cuicheng robe that Chen Ping'an succeeded in, and then passed it through Mi Yu. It made a lot of money to help Caique Mansion, which was originally in a corner, and showed signs of becoming the first-class fairy mansion hilltop in Luzhou, northern Ju. Only the Dayi dynasty, through the matchmaking of Wei Shanjun of Piyun Mountain, customized thousands of robes with Caique Mansion in one breath, and was bestowed by Dali Song Clan to various landscape gods and Chenghuang Wenwu Temple, which made Caique Mansion female repairers. , Now has the nickname of the Weaving Lady, anyway, sewing and refining the robes is the practice of the Caique Mansion practitioner.

Luo Po Mountain also passed the established account with Caique Mansion, and it was very profitable. Every five years, a large amount of rain money would fall into the pocket, which was recorded by Wei Wenlong and collected into the treasury.

Caique Mansion is in charge of Wuyu, and every time she goes to Niujiaoshan ferry to send money, she walks tremblingly all the way, for fear of encountering the path-cutting bandits of the monks of the five realms and boarding the intercontinental ferry of Pi Ma Zong. Later, it was better, just talking about the landscape journey from Caique Mansion to Skeleton Beach, she had to walk especially worried, because there was only one "Golden Core Sword Xiu Mi" by her side, and several times escorted her to Skeleton Beach ferry. Wu Chen would ask repeatedly, really don't need the Phi Ma Zong monk to help protect the driver? You Luoposhan has a good relationship with Pima Sect anyway, so you can hire people to take a trip to Caique Mansion. Be sure to be safe, right? However, Mi Yu said that he would spend the wronged money on what he would do, and also squander the incense sentiment between the mountain lord and Phi Ma Sect.

Wu Chen couldn't help but ask the man whose appearance was in the five realms, but only the golden core, if he really wanted to steal money from someone halfway, whose fault was it?

Mi Yu answered with a smile, really losing money, count me.

A good-looking man, when he speaks big words, he can't dislike it even if he doesn't like it.

Wu Yu was helpless, the money was from Luoposhan, and Luoposhan didn't care about it herself, so why should she worry?

Fortunately, she gave money to the mountain several times without accident. After all, Phi Ma Zong ferry, Dayi Beiyue Phiyun Mountain, are all amulets.

As for the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the rice embroidering in the middle five realms, the rice embroidery in the upper five realms, the landscape stories far in the sky, the man next to him, whose surname is Yu, is from Luopo Mountain. Unclear relationship.

Chen Ping'an knows very well that the robe that has become the largest cornucopia of Caique Mansion and the largest “partial fortune” in Luopo Mountain at the moment has a rank like Chenglujia, the lowest **** in Jiamaru, and can still be used in the past. Stepping up a step, how to do it, is naturally to seek out the ancestors of the wild Jincui City, and take the refining skills to make further progress.

It's just a cultivator of Jin Cuicheng who has never traveled to Haoran through the Great Wall of Jianqi. On the pamphlet handed over to the Dali Dynasty for help, Chen Ping'an reminded Dali that he must seize the robes produced by Jin Cuicheng on the battlefield. The more the better, the more restrictions on spells must be dismantled. It is best to catch a few Jin Cuicheng monks, the higher the level, the better.

The Taoist Nen, like a big enemy, quickly denied: "I'm not familiar. I haven't had a relationship for hundreds of thousands of years. Where can I get to know the relationship? The opening ceremony of all the gold core female cultivators in Jincui City, even the city lord for three hundred years. Before the celebration of becoming a fairy, the lady in Yang Zhi ran to observe the ceremony in person. Has the hermit heard that Tao Ting appeared to congratulate? Nothing."

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded and said, "That's it. The secret file on the summer palace is not written like that, but I probably read it wrong. When I look back, I will look through it carefully to see if there is any misunderstanding about seniors."

The Taoist Nen had a suffocated expression without eating hot shit.

The heroic pride earned on the side of Nan Guangguang in the ascending realm, he just returned to this hidden officer.

Taoist Nen quickly weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and asked tentatively: "The hidden official and Jin Cuicheng have enmity? There is no monk invading Haoran in Jin Cuicheng."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "There is no hatred in public or private. The younger generation just refines Jin Cuicheng's robes and has always been fascinated."

In fact, on the carriage ride on the Great Wall of Jianqi in the north, a group of female sisters from the demon race, Yingying Yanyan, among them were the younger family members from Da Yaoguan Alley and a female sister from Jin Cuicheng, because she was That robe is very eye-catching.

Taoist Nen suddenly said: "That's right, I heard that every time the hermit goes on the battlefield, he wears more clothes."

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, and said in his heart: "If Senior can come up with enough Jin Cuicheng's refining secrets, I can give a partial account."

Taoist Nen raised his hand and wiped his mouth. The Hidden Officer is really a joke, and I almost got rid of his teeth.

The key is only half of the dividends. Are you kidding a beggar? 50% is about the same.

Chen Ping'an continued: “In the Confucian Temple, in addition to mass refining and casting some kind of martial artist Jiawan, it is possible to create three to five standard robes, because the amount is still high and the rank does not need to be too high. Similar to the clothing workshop of the Great Wall of Jianqi in the early years, there is a Caique Mansion in Luzhou, North Ju, and there is a chance to occupy one. Fellow Taoist Nen, I know that you are not short of money, but the money under the world is clean, and the water flows long. The most precious, I believe this truth, seniors understand better than me, not to mention that in the Confucian Temple, earning money on this is still a small merit, even if the seniors don't want that merit, most of them will be praised by the Confucian Temple. "

Of course, the Wild Tao Pavilion is not short of money, it is the pinnacle of the ascension realm, not to mention the realm cultivation base, so what does the "haorannen Taoist" lack now? It is nothing more than a lack of peace of mind in the Haoran world.

Fear of coming and going, in the final analysis, Tao Ting is still afraid that he is on the side of the Confucian Temple. As a stranger, he will not be seen, and many things that can be wrong or right, the Confucian Temple will favor the great monk.

So at the moment, the young hidden official is equivalent to helping the Taoist Nun by paved a winding road to Xiangxiang. Going a long way will be more sincere and pass the new year easier.

Taoist Nen looked solemn, and said slowly in his heart: "The Jincui City is a place indisputable in the world. This is not my nonsense. As for the city lord Yuanhu, he is a monk who doesn't like to fight and kill, let alone me. Huhu, otherwise she wouldn't take the name of the "five-flower calligrapher". There must be detailed records on the summer residence. Then, the hermit, is it possible?"

The words are vague.

Chen Ping'an understood clearly and smiled: “It's hard to promise anything now, otherwise I don't think the seniors don't believe me. I don't feel sincere. However, seniors helped Jin Cuicheng find a way out. If something happens, the city lord Yuanhu will not be able to leave. It's her own choice to take this path. Seniors are already very kind and nostalgic."

Taoist Nen thought for a while and said, "I have to talk to Li Huai's master when I look back. The matter is too big, I don't dare to make my own claim."

In fact, it's a fart, the old blind man rarely hears these sesame mung bean-sized things? But Tao Ting felt as if the two parties had been led by the nose by the young hermit during this small talk, which was too shameless.

Chen Ping

Ann nodded and said, "The seniors are old, the way of life, and the old are serious."

Taoist Nen remembered something, and asked cautiously: "His Lord Hidden Officer, I sneaked out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains back then and went to congratulate the auntie in Yuanhu. How did I find out on the side of the summer palace? I remember my trip. Go out, be extremely careful, you shouldn't be aware of the trail."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I haven't written it before, I'm just talking nonsense."

The secret record of the archives of the Summer Palace contains only the Tao pavilion on the 100,000 Dashan Mountain, which has a good relationship with the Jin Cuicheng Yuanhu. In addition, the hermit of the previous generation Xiao Yan commented on it, the handwriting is crooked: no doubt 姘头.

The Taoist Nen smiled awkwardly.

Believe it or not? It all seems bad.

Chen Ping An was silent for a moment, and wondered: "Senior doesn't have any doubts about the half-profits? Actually, the juniors really hope that seniors can ask for 10%."

As soon as the Taoist Nen was about to speak, Chen Ping'an said with a sincere expression: "I never thought that the seniors were really generous and upright, but didn't mention it at all. The juniors admire this mountain style, which is rare."

What can the Taoist Nen do, he can only smile at his beard, and scold his mother in his heart.

Just after another thought, the Taoist Nen felt that he was actually not at a loss and made a lot of money. Of course, the young man around him would only earn more.

The Taoist Nen held back for a long time, and said in his heart, "Doing business with hidden officials is really refreshing."

Chen Pingan shook his head and smiled: "The younger generation is far inferior to the predecessor, because the senior is not a businessman at all, so he can be calm and relaxed when he is in the world."

This is true.

Taoist Nen was really refreshed now.

The ferry boat arranged by the Confucian Temple walked slowly and could not get up quickly. Along the way, several ferry boats that set off to go to Baozhai at Parrot Island later arrived at the ferry port earlier. They were all private ferry boats on the mountain. However, when passing by, they changed their routes intentionally or unintentionally and chose to detour slightly. Obviously it was right. The sword fairy in Qingshan with extremely bad temper, and the "tender Taoist" with worse temper, have a great psychological shadow. No one wants to be the next immortal Yunya or Ascending Jingnan Guangzhao, maybe a meeting of eyes will hinder the other's eyes, and then his ferry will get a sword?

There is only one private ferry of Qiu's family in Yuzhou, Liuxiazhou, which is not far away but approached. Chen Ping'an took the initiative to hold a fist and salute the ferry.

Lin Qing, who was a guest of the Qiu family, wore a blue shirt on the opposite ferry boat, raised his hand and threw something, which was the thin landscape badge that had just been carved by the side. The old man smiled in his heart: "Welcome to the sword fairy. Laokengfudi is a guest."

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to catch the seal, clasped his fist again, and smiled and said: "Yes, in addition to consulting Mr. Lin about Jinshi knowledge, if you want to ask for a few Yuxuanzhai seals, you must also eat the unparalleled Yuzhou hot pot. Let's go. Yinpu must be bought with money, but if the hot pot is not worthy of its name and disappoints, don't even think I will pay for it. Maybe I won't go to Yuzhou anymore."

Lin Qing smiled and said, "No problem."

The two ferry boats passed by.

Lin Qing and the Qiu brothers talked about the sword fairy who wanted to eat hot pot. Qiu Shen Gong and Qiu Xuanji, the pair of Qiu Clan of Yuzhou, looked at each other and smiled. Other than that in their hometown of Yuzhou, hot pot is the most reserved.

Qiu Shengong asked: "Mr. Lin, this unknown sword fairy, did he deliberately use this Yuzhou hot pot to be close to us, or is he a real glutton?"

Lin Qing said with a smile: "Such a sword fairy who doesn't even look at Yunli needs to deliberately establish a relationship with the Qiu clan of Yuzhou? Don't forget that the backer of Jiuzhenxianguan is the Zhuolu who is discussing matters in the Confucian Temple. Song Zi, do you think he is polite?"

Qiu Xuanji smiled and said: "That dare to love is good, the ancestor is right, most of the outsiders who like our Yuzhou hot pot are not bad and worth making friends."

Chen Ping'an looked at the old Kengtian yellow seal with excellent work and materials, and started with a heavy hand. To the mountain masters and literati who like this thing, one or two fields of yellow is one or two grains of rain, and there is no market.

Seal: The west of the golden sky, not in the sun, the immortal is drunk, coming from the moon cave, flying swords like a rainbow, pinning Nanchen to open the veins, and turning the palm of Beidou Yaotian gate. Base: I have seen Qingshan.

Chen Ping'an fell in love at first sight, and immediately felt that the seal in his hand became heavier.

The ferry stopped at the Parrot Island Ferry. Someone had been waiting there long ago. It was a group of young girls who were all carrying swords. They were just a few of the eighteen swords of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect.

After Chen Ping'an and his party disembarked, one of the young girls took courage and walked out of the line alone, blocking the road.

Mrs. Yan Yan, the guest of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, pretended not to know this young girl with excellent sword skills. Inside the sect, she was the most courageous and the most unspoken speaking with Master Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi had high hopes for this little girl.

Chen Pingan stopped and asked, "Are you?"

The girl blushed slightly, "I am a disciple of the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, my name is Wu Manyan."

Chen Pingan nodded slightly, indicating that he knew it. then?

He waited.

The girl blushed in an instant, for fear that the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Mr. Chen in her heart, had misunderstood her name, and quickly added: "It's the beauty of a hundred flowers, the beauty of the ugly beauty."

Chen Ping An had to continue to nod his head, he still recognizes this word.

As soon as she said her words, she regretted it. The most embarrassing opening in the world, she did it? Why did you forget the previous one? Why can't I remember a word?

Seeing that the girl was neither speaking nor giving way, Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Is there anything wrong with me?"

The girl's forehead was leaking fine sweat, she shook her head vigorously, "No!"

She just doesn't move.

In fact, walking here, only a few steps, exhausted all the courage of the girl, even if she kept telling herself to get out of the way, don't delay the hermit from getting busy, but she found that she couldn't walk at all. what. The little girl's mind was blank, and she felt that her life was over, and she would definitely be regarded by the hermit as the kind of person who didn't know the severity, didn't understand etiquette, and looked ugly. She would stay in the sect to practice sword in the future. Don't go out if you hide in the mountains for decades and a hundred years. Her life is meaningless except for practicing sword.

Chen Ping'an didn't have the slightest expression of impatientness. He just chuckled softly: "Practice your sword well."

Wu Manyan finally recovered, her smile on her face was uglier than crying, she sniffed her nose, gave way, bowed her head and muttered, "Okay."

Chen Pingan was actually very embarrassed, so he bit his head and said to the little girl more, "In the future, I can ask you Mr. Lu more about swordsmanship problems."

Wu Manyan raised her head slightly, still not daring to look at that smiling face, she hummed.

Mrs. Yan Yan sighed faintly in her heart, she was really a silly girl. At this moment, the young girl seemed to fly over a cloud, staying on her face, her pretty face like a sunrise.

Fortunately, a young man helped out and said to the young hermit: "My name is He Qiusheng, and I will enter the upper five realms.

Just ask the sword with the hermit! "

Chen Pingan turned to look at the vigorous young man with a sword, nodded and smiled: "Yes."

It seems that my younger generation is also good.

After the two groups separated.

Wu Manyan wiped the sweat on her forehead, and asked the boy: "What did you say to Mr. Chen just now?"

He Qiusheng said: "The two parties have made an appointment. When I become the Yupu state, I will ask the sword."

Wu Manyan wondered: "Wait for you to move into the five levels, shouldn't Mr. Chen be the fourteenth level? What are you fighting? What sword?

The young man said sadly: "Sister!"

Sister, you can't just bully people just because I like you.

Wu Manyan flicked her head and her ponytail swayed slightly. Looking at the back of the green shirt, she suddenly felt that sword practice on the mountain was very interesting.

Before reaching the burden of the parrot island, Chen Ping'an stopped and turned his head, looking at a high place in the distance. The two sword lights spread out and went to one place each.

One of the sword lights is this Parrot Island under your feet?

Chen Ping'an was a little puzzled, why did the brother use his sword from left and right? Who is it to ask the sword, and the posture seems to be two? One is Parrot Island and the other is Panshui County.

Chen Pingan saw the sword light from the scabbard with his own eyes, and it fell not far away.

As for the ordinary monks, they were not in a realm enough, they had already closed their eyes instinctively, or simply turned their heads to avoid them, and did not dare to look at the bright sword light.

There is nothing unusual about Parrot Island itself, but the river water around the island suddenly shallows, making a small Parrot Island seem to have fallen out of the water, with a lot of roots exposed.

All the monks who have just arrived from Yuanyangzhu complained and complained, what is going on today, where to fight?

Taoist Nen patted his friend on the shoulder, "Friend Liu, thanks to you."

Wherever Pavilion Master Liu goes, there must be disturbances.

Liu Chicheng smiled and said, "It's easy to talk about it."

A mansion in Parrot Island, Feng Xuetao, a great monk of Ascension Realm with the Secret Road number, is discussing with several friends on the mountain. The so-called good friend is actually like the big dog-legged Yan next to Nan Guangzhao, who can talk and is interesting, discussing how to open branches and leaves in Tongyezhou. Between words, except for the Liu Clan of Aiaizhou, courtesy is required. What a point, besides what Yuguizong is, it's not worth mentioning.

On the other side of Panshui County, the Liuxiazhou monk Jinghao, the master of the Qinggong Taibao sect, is also the same scene, except that Feng Xuetao, who was born in Yexiu, has more helpers by his side. People, and Sect Master Jing, who is sitting in the main seat, talked and laughed together. Before, everyone was very dissatisfied with the mandarin ducks watching the mountains and rivers, and the sword repair of the head of the four difficult ghosts on the mountain. I only dare to break my wrists with Yunye, if I dare to come here, I can't even enter the door.

An unsheathed long sword, breaking the mountain and water restrictions of the house, hung in the courtyard, with the tip of the sword pointed at the heroes on the mountain in the house.

Jing Hao stopped the wine glass in his hand, squinted at the long sword outside the room, and looked at Yan Sheng. Which unruly sword repairer was it?

Someone in the room started to stand up and curse, and came to the door, "Which thing that doesn't have eyes, dare to disturb the Yaxing who is drinking?!"

A figure fell in the courtyard, stretched out his hand to gently hold the long sword, and said calmly: "Left and right."

The man at the door seemed to be caught in his neck, his face was pale and colorless, and he couldn't say a word.

Left and right said: "I'm looking for Jinghao. I am waiting for people, you can leave."

I glanced around at the door, "You can stay."

The man was in a dilemma, and wanted to say something to this Zuo Dajianxian, don't be like this, actually I can go, the first one to go.

Everyone here, even if they have never seen the left and right, they must have heard of the names of the left and right.

The person outside the house is known as the person with the highest swordsmanship in Haoran, and is recognized as the scholar with the worst temper in Confucianism.

Jing Hao stood up, twisted the wine glass in his hand, and smiled: "Mr. Zuo, since you and I didn't know you before, then you are not here to drink, but if you are here to ask me Jing Hao about the sword, it doesn't seem to be enough?"

Left and right said: "After asking the sword, whether I drink or ask the sword is up to you."

Too lazy to continue talking nonsense.

Taking a step forward from left to right, holding the sword with a flick, handed out the first sword with the Qing Gong Taibao who is known as the "Eighty Magic Avenue".

The person at the door, and everyone in the house, used their housekeeping skills to escape from this place of right and wrong one after another from both sides, with various techniques and magical powers, dazzling for a while.

But only the person at the door suddenly hovered at the top of the wall, because all around him was like a cage, full of sword energy, creating a formidable world.

After handing out a sword from left to right, without turning his head, he said to the person: "If you don't admit a mistake, then leave?"

The man immediately clasped his fists and bowed his head: "I was wrong!"

Suddenly, the Yupu Realm monk was trapped in a sword-qi prison and fell heavily on a roof a few hundred meters away from Panshui County. Fortunately, his robe was only ragged. After this person got up, he still clasped his fists to thank you. It took a while to escape.

Jing Hao threw the wine glass out of his hand, and the wine glass suddenly transformed into a pocket-sized mountain. The wine in the glass turned into a long green river like a belt around the mountains. At the same time, between him and the left and right, a small world of hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers appeared. .

Raising the hand, it is the avenue of universe in the sleeves.

However, he was slashed and opened by a sword, and the sword energy came in an instant after a hundred miles.

Jing Hao stretched out his fingers together, twisting an unusual cyan talisman.

Worthy of dispelling that slender sword qi, the valuable talisman in the hands of the Qing Gong Taibao was also dissipated by the remnants of the sword qi, and burned out quickly. The little talisman had an atmosphere like a galaxy.

Just don't know how much swordsmanship did you use with a single sword?

Holding the sword to the left and right stepped across the threshold, reminding: "Set up the world."

Jing Hao had no choice but to act as if he was obedient, so he had to sacrifice several interlocking small worlds.

After a while, the famous Qing Palace Taibao was sitting in his own world, and the eighty magic arts avenues were exhausted, but each time around, he only handed out a sword, or broke the artemisia anemone, or several times.

As for Jing Hao's endless spells, even if he was lucky enough to become a fish that slipped through the net under the sword light, he couldn't get close to the left and right at all. When he got close to the person, he would collapse on its own.

In the end, it seemed like I said to my junior brother, what is complicated in fighting, just hand out one more sword.

Really, he just handed out one more sword, and walked out of the house with the sword. He left the wind and stopped in the sky a great monk in the ascending realm who ran away when the chance was bad, and asked: "Where are you going? Are you a ride?"

Feng Xuetao did not stop, and became faster and faster, saying loudly: "Don't dare to help Mr. Zuo."

The left and right sides just happened to go hand-in-hand with the real body of the great cultivator who was named Qing Secret, and said, "Excuse me."

Chapter end