If you go to participate in the annual Sword Sea Festival, what's the big deal, who is to scare with "want to marry"...... Qin Xiaochuan: "Okay, I'll go!"

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Preparing the sword score, sending it for review, and waiting for the notification are exactly the same steps as the halfway application for the qualification of the Sword Sea decades ago. He had forgotten why he didn't go last time, it seemed that he ran to the Northern Regions to squat in order to hide from the two of them, right?

During this period, after Qin Xiaochuan consulted the faun, he took off his monk's robe and went home for the time being. There is gossip near the coffin shop every day. It is said that many years ago, the second shopkeeper of the former "Tiantian Coffin Shop" who ran away from home and did not return to marry a wife and have children returned from looking for relatives and returning from looking for relatives, and he looked like a handsome man!

Qin Xiaochuan refused to change his name. Anyway, "bury the sky and bury the Blue Mountain", his sister has never changed her name, it is nothing more than a perfunctory concealment from ordinary people. But I don't know why, no one is suspicious, they all think that it is normal for every female owner of the coffin shop to bury Blue Mountain, and there are often matchmakers who come to the door to ask for relatives without disgust, and the objects are all rich merchants within a radius of thousands of miles. His sister also seems to have taken a new level of ugliness lately, and a black and shiny hair has finally grown on the big black mole on her chin.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

"Ouch~~Mai is so fierce~~~ Let me tell you, the son of the Ma Dahu family is young and famous, it is said that he has studied with the Confucian master, you listen to this poem!'There are branches in front of the door, and there are crows on the branches, although the black pressure is pressed, and the wings become a phoenix'~~~"

"Dafan broom! Broken clothes and sharp edges poke at the eyes! Lianhuasheng Road shaved !!"

"Ahh

The grizzled matchmaker, with her ragged clothes and messy hair, crawled from the coffin shop every day and threw cruel words and ran away. In the back, Qin Xiaochuan was wearing a rustic blue cloth shirt, blowing off the hair of the woman in his palm with an expressionless face on a broom, turned around and fell on the door. I can't live this day. After Rin Ruomei transformed into "Burial Blue Mountain", she really had the idea of getting married. The proof is that his sister forced him to attend Lao Shizi's Sword Sea party to escort a young man named "Mourning"!

In the dead of night.

Lighting a faint candlelight, Qin Xiaochuan sat by the coffin containing the body of the god of faun in a daze. Tianhuang Mountain and his entourage allowed him to accumulate enough Zizhi royal qi, and with the constraints of the will of the faun, he could finally stay by the coffin without being affected by the faun body. The voice of the Faun in his mind was low and rigorous: 'How can the daughter of my Heavenly Frontier Sect marry a nameless boy indiscriminately......

"If you want to marry my sister, at least you can carry the Great Fan Holy Palm Breaking Armor Peak Seven Spiral Finger Lotus Flower Holy Road to open the sky!Do you want to go to the deserted city to ask the second brother for the testimony of the heavens, and there is a martial idiot hidden under the thirteen peaks of the Proud Peak, and the wisdom always surpasses Su Huanzhen's lonely Hou, and no matter how bad it is, it must surpass the talk of no desire!!

Faun: 'Alas......'

Qin Xiaochuan: "Hey......"

The father and son finally thought in the same tone, and their hearts were full of worry.

Suddenly, an unusual gust of wind blew. Without looking back, Qin Xiaochuan could simulate in his mind his sister Rin Ruomei's every move of pushing the door in. The Faun relented, pretending not to exist.

"Do you really want to get married?"

Without the acquiescence of the owner of more than 100 chain coffin shops, which matchmaker would dare to come to the door so unscrupulously!

"What do you think?"

Rin Ruomei seemed to have just taken a bath, her crow-like black hair scattered over her shoulders, and she was dressed in the wet and gaudy red dress that buried in the Blue Mountain. Qin Xiaochuan turned around and stood up, couldn't bear to reach out and pluck the black hair on her face and forgot to get rid of it. He is actually taller, condescendingly casting oppressive shadows in the light.

Rin Ruomei raised her head: "You're older." "My brother is older, he is disobedient, and he has begun to hide little secrets," I can breathe a sigh of relief with you by my father's side. Maybe getting married is an opportunity to find a new life. "The responsibility of Tianjiang has been assumed by a sect that has gradually grown up and qualified, and even the resurrection of the father Faun seems to be secretly going on in an unseen place. She really thought that when the god of Faun returned to the world with the help of Ah Chuan, she could unload her identity as a "sect girl" and truly pursue something that belonged to her.

'I don't allow it!' said the Faun suddenly, his tone urgent with a tremor. It's a pity that only Qin Xiaochuan can hear it at this time. What's going on with his sister's tone, has the little secret between him and his father been discovered?

Qin Xiaochuan: "Even so, don't decide anything lightly!"

Rin Ruomei: "So, the Faun God is really with you?" It was very simple to confirm the facts, and it was also Qin Xiaochuan who never defended himself in front of his own people.

‘…… Don't admit it. The Faun reminded.

Qin Xiaochuan was very upright: "That's right!" Back then, he opposed the concealment of the faun. After so much time, as a person concerned, he no longer cares, and recognizes this connection of life. On the contrary, the god of faun himself has not been able to think about it, for fear that Rin Ruomei will misunderstand his intentions to save people back then.

"Heh!" Rin Ruomei turned around without hesitation and pushed the coffin open, smiling calmly. That night, the trio of Tianjiang who were living in a difficult situation officially met, and the god of faun explained his current state of existence in detail, and determined the basic policy that as long as Qin Xiaochuan was well, sooner or later he would be able to truly recover his vitality and get out of the coffin. Rin Ruomei was noncommittal and listened to everything that the father and son had done after they ran away from home, and agreed to the practice of freeing up the Tianjiang Sect, but did not agree with the style of rashly involving the three sects.

However, the person who makes decisions in Tianjiang is still the god of faun, and the god of animal husbandry is an existence that cannot be refuted:

'Observe everything first, and trust your brother!'

Okay, okay, what you said is correct, I won't fight with you first.

It's dawn.

Rin Ruomei carefully closed the coffin, observed Qin Xiaochuan's ruddy face, and confirmed that his body was still healthy. "No matter what, you protect yourself!" Zongnu began to worry in her heart, always feeling that something was wrong after the faun regained consciousness this time, she was worried that her father was easy to trust others, but this time she was worried that her father's methods were a little out of tune, which was the same as Ah Chuan sometimes.

A few days later.

The results of the sword spectrum sent to the sword sea to participate in the selection are out. The sword pedigree named "Sword of Living Souls" by Qin Xiaochuan was evaluated on the grounds that it had been sent to run for election decades ago, but its owner did not appear at that time, and it was suspected of plagiarism and no progress.

If he could, Qin Xiaochuan very much hoped that he could rush forward with a wooden cane and use the Great Fan Holy Palm to knock on the head of Vice Chairman of the Sword Sea, who had made an evaluation. is different from what I imagined, almost all the swordsmen who have the confidence to participate in the Sword Sea Festival are swordsmen in the whole suffering realm, even if their cultivation is not high, their swordsmanship can be used for reference. It's not so much that the Sword Sea is a place for swordsmen to compete for rankings, but rather like a swordsmanship exchange conference.

After staying in Buddhism for a long time and accidentally getting a little tempered, Qin Xiaochuan considered the possibility of turning the sea of swords into a Shura field, and gave up the demon sword and went to the field with a wooden staff.

After the results are in.

The first person in the sword book is named Shang Qingyi, who has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, gentle and elegant, extraordinary taste in clothes, and is more similar to Confucian scholars than the sword with a folding fan, and at first glance it is an innate style. There are two or three swordsmen in the innate realm with such temperament, and they directly took the top five without any twists and turns. Qin Xiaochuan fell in the seventh, and the sixth was the 'mourning' of the object of care. Feeling, if it weren't for the temporary intention to integrate the artistic conception of Buddhism into the swordsmanship, Qin Xiaochuan's ranking this time would probably be lower.

Leakage.

He was so depressed that he didn't even have the heart to talk about his sister with his friends who had been reunited for a long time!

The monk has been a monk for too long, and he can't remember the feeling of wielding the sword, even if he just forced Fang Chengzi to kill not long ago, but that was actually the natural process of the demon sword. The demon sword's moves are invisible and qualitative, and they don't need to be manipulated by humans.

Qin Xiaochuan didn't want to learn the swordsmanship of Buddhism in the past, but he was used to using a sword to kill, and he was afraid that he would be unable to turn back after breaking the vows for a while, and in the end the monk would not look like a monk, and the swordsman was not a swordsman. Maybe this point has long been seen through, so at the last moment, the first lotus birth who guided him into the Buddha gate would make him return to the world?

Regaining the identity of Du Baichuan, he didn't really want to go back to the Northern Regions to continue to be a monk for a while, Qin Xiaochuan was wandering around somewhere in the Central Plains, familiar with the feel of the sword.

He sat in an open water, holding a brass bell in his hand, a little lonely.

"This kind of Central Plains can't work!"

A discussion on the sea of swords, clearly several innate people, but there is not even a familiar figure.

There are no traces of the wind, no memories of the autumn year, no twelve hatreds of the Sword Monarch, and no familiar characters. Even Qin Xiaochuan himself once thought about it, in addition to the two Tan Su who avoided the Central Plains during this period, who could he meet "accidentally", such as Don't See Wild China, Wind Flying Sand, Broken Goose West Wind, or Mu Wuyan.

A familiar sound came from downstream.

It's so familiar with the background music!

It seems that many years ago, it was familiar and was thrown in the mobile phone in an infinite loop. Masters of hardship like to recite poems, but it is impossible for anyone to bring their own character songs. When he heard the familiar melody, he was in a trance for a while, thinking that he had met a fellow traveler.

What does this mean?

Curiosity arises and follows the sound. The song is too familiar, and it is definitely a familiar person in memory. It was rare to listen to the sound of the piano to cheer up, and Qin Xiaochuan's footsteps were three points faster. He had met this kind of chance encounter before, and wasn't this how he sent it to his door when he talked about no desire? The song should give people the impression of a woman. There are not many girls who can play the piano in my impression. Qin Xiaochuan guessed that it was the Scarlet Feather Resentful Ji or the Pardon Tianqin Ji who were waiting in front of him. Is it really the head of the regiment who shouldn't be there?" he jumped up the tree and looked at the source of the sound.

Qin Xiaochuan really saw a person sitting by the water playing the piano on the other side. It was really a woman, wearing a golden hairpin, dressed in a golden dress, facing the reflection in the water, the material was a little too plump, and the back was three points familiar - at this moment, the memory suddenly returned!

Qin Xiaochuan twitched the corners of his eyes slightly, and silently got off the tree. He remembered, isn't this the dance music of Xiao Penglai, the first brand of the phoenix fluttering in the Central Plains martial arts in the future...... The girl on the other side won't be named Jin Bazhen, right?

The branches swayed.

The sound of the piano immediately stopped.

"Who?!"

A very unceremonious questioning voice came from the other side, with a memory as a foundation, and three points like Jin Bazhen! Then a more familiar and calm female voice on the other side of the river said: "Xiao Zhen, maybe it's a passerby." ”

Ward Days!

Can you not do this?

Qin Xiaochuan's cold sweat was about to come down, and he didn't even think about turning into light and leaving immediately! He was almost close to his innate cultivation, and his light turned into a very smooth light, just like a flash of water on the surface. After walking away, he suddenly stopped. Qin Xiaochuan fell from the top of the tree with an upside-down green onion, unable to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, pulling his sleeves indiscriminately to wipe his sweat.

…… That's not right, isn't that the object of his desire, what is he running?" These days, I was really scared by a song. Qin Xiaochuan squatted on the ground and sighed horizontally with a wooden cane: "Those who bring their own music to appear are not good stubble!"

It's too exciting.,Do you want to go back and have a look?No.,I'm not prepared at all.,How do you introduce yourself when you see your favorite person so that you won't be broken by the three-leaf Pingyin?

"Hehehe. ”

A voice next to him said slowly: "This friend, you look a little unlucky!"

The place where Qin Xiaochuan fell was a big road.

Originally, there was a man sitting on a stone resting on the side of the road.

It was a round-faced Taoist in dark purple clothes, with a dusty appearance, black hair tied into a bun, carrying a golden thing on his back, raising his hand and touching the two beards on his lips, and speaking very pleasantly: "Feel moved and interested, thank God thank the gods! "A Taoist priest who can see through Qin Xiaochuan's cultivation at a glance must be extraordinary. However, this is a person who is not very familiar with it, but it seems that it has heard of it somewhere.

A yellow paper rune was snapped and pasted on Qin Xiaochuan's forehead.

"If you have good luck, it's grateful~" The Taoist priest raised his hand and blinked comically, seeing that Qin Xiaochuan's face was getting worse and worse, he immediately jumped up and slipped away, only to see a golden light flash away, three points faster than Qin Xiaochuan's running speed: "You're welcome! Goodbye!"

Well, the wind has passed, and the figure is gone.

Qin Xiaochuan tore off the forehead charm with low pressure around him. The Central Plains is too dangerous, he wants to go back to the Northern Regions! In his mind, the Faun Shen said coldly: "This spell is a bit mysterious......

What do you mean?

The grass blades around were moving, and there was a shouting sound from afar:

"The bell is nearby!"

Suddenly, the black shadow pressed down, and a group of people came up from all around, dressed in a variety of clothes, most of them were unsheathed swords in their hands, and the leader with the strongest breath had not yet reached the innate number: "You are the bell sword to cross the Shirakawa?!" Yes, this name has just been famous in the Lunjian Sea venue.

"I am. ”

Putting away the charm, Qin Xiaochuan quietly held the wooden staff and sat up from the ground, holding the Buddha beads in the sleeve of his left hand.

"Kill!" Without another word, the leader directly drew his sword.

At this moment, it seemed that the wind and dust of the rivers and lakes that had been isolated by the Northern Regions for nearly fifty years rushed towards him...... "Back then, did you have any relatives who died in my hands?" Using the staff as a sword to block the oncoming sword moves, Qin Xiaochuan suddenly figured it out and let go of the finger holding the Buddha bead:

"Ask the heavens and the earth and ask about life and death -- cross people and cross oneself and cross Baichuan!"

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