The face of the demon who looked like a girl was cloudy, "Song Yuyao, are you determined to break your wrists with this immortal today?"

The old man in black took out an old yellow calendar from his arms, turned a page, put his fingers against one place, and said silently: "It is advisable to fast, it is advisable to seek wealth." ”

The old man put away the old yellow calendar, held the bronze ancient sword, put it in its sheath, and stretched out his hand to the girl: "Let you break the fortune and eliminate the disaster." ”

The girl was very aware of the rules of the old freak in front of her, and without saying a word, she took out a topaz copper coin from her sleeve, which was engraved with "Out of the plum and into the ambush" on the front side, and "Thunder Thunder Thunder Zenith" on the reverse. This kind of jade money, like snowflake money, is the currency used by the gods on the mountain to do business, the jade money in the girl's palm, nicknamed "Xiaoxia money", snowflake money compared with it, the value is like the copper money in the market compared with the silver, the difference is very large.

She gently threw this little summer money to the old man in black, but instead of putting down the cruel words, she smiled like a flower and said: "If you don't fight, you don't know each other, I hope that in the future, this immortal will go to Jianshui Villa to visit, and the old owner of the village will not refuse people thousands of miles away." ”

The old man in black was expressionless, put away the little summer money, and let the girl turn into a puff of dark smoke, slowly drifting away from the temple.

This kendo master named Song Yuyao, with a flick of his fingers, there was a wisp of breeze like an arrow, which hit the heart of the bearded man and the young Taoist priest in several places, originally the two of them were plotted by the female devil, and they were fixed by the acupoints, and they couldn't say anything, and they couldn't move, and as time went by, they could also break through the ban on their own, but if the old man didn't appear, he could only rely on Chen Ping'an to fight the enemy alone in a short period of time.

This is the first time Zhang Shanfeng has tasted the acupoint technique of the masters of the rivers and lakes, and immediately after regaining his freedom, he gasped for breath, and he was still a little unwell.

Xu Yuanxia was originally a pure martial artist with the best martial arts, and this time the boat capsized in the gutter, it was inevitable that her face was red, and she hugged her fists at the old man and said, "Thank you Song Jiansheng for your help!"

The old man in black, who was a deviant man, turned a deaf ear, walked straight to the fire, sat cross-legged, with his sword in his knees, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Xu Yuanxia lowered her voice and gave Zhang Shanfeng and Chen Ping'an a general introduction to the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

In the central area of Aquarius, especially in more than a dozen countries near Caiyi Country, there are four kendo masters, famous and moving, Caiyi Country has a sword god, has long withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for more than 30 years, and is known as the god of swordsmanship, sword and candle yang. But recently, there was a shocking bad news, the old sword god actually died in revenge from the enemy, which set off a storm on the surrounding rivers and lakes, and people's hearts fluctuated.

Then there is the old man in black in front of him, as the old owner of Jianshui Villa in Combing Water Country, with a strange temperament, a generation later than the Sword God of Caiyi Country, with the reputation of Sword Saint, sword and iron water, founded Jianshui Villa, is the largest Jianghu sect in Comshui Country, and the current owner is the eldest grandson of Song Yuyao, and his swordsmanship is also amazing.

The ancient Yu country has emerged a famous sword venerable, with great killing power and extremely poor martial virtues, is a scattered immortal in the rivers and lakes who has no fixed place, and has not created a sect, and is alone, and it is rumored that he has a good relationship with the emperor of the ancient Yu country, and he wears a sword and green beads.

There is also one of the youngest rising stars in Songxi Country, the self-proclaimed Qingzhu Sword Immortal.

These four kendo masters, the stars are shining, shining in the sky above the rivers and lakes of more than a dozen countries, including the Caiyi Country, they are the immortals on the mountain, and they dare not underestimate them.

The old man in black suddenly opened his eyes and sneered: "Sneaky, show me!"

This old man, who was revered as the title of "Sword Saint", slammed out of the sheath of the long sword, and slashed away in the direction of the temple shrine, a large piece of dazzling clear sword qi suddenly rose, and the already dilapidated shrine was completely shattered, revealing a delicate and thin girl behind her, regardless of it, holding her little head with both hands, as if no one could see her in this way.

When another strange girl appeared, Zhang Shanfeng's string of listening demon bells trembled slightly.

The elves and monsters in the world, as well as the ghosts and ghosts of the yin things, the method of cultivation, almost all the Taoism is not correct, as long as the Tao is not deep, the realm is not high, and there is often nowhere to hide under the listening demon bell, which is also a necessary thing for listening to the demon bell to become a qi practitioner second only to Bai Zetu, highly respected, Xu Yuanxia also had a string of similar bells before entering the fourth realm of martial arts, which was used to warn himself.

Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng paid more attention to the girl.

Chen Ping'an, who wanted to formally practice swords but had been unable to enter, was amazed by the old man's unsheathed sword, which seemed to be an understatement and just waved it casually, but the sword qi was like a rainbow, and wherever the sword qi went, it was like being hit by a waterfall that flowed straight down, invincible.

Liu Chicheng became unusually silent after the girl's demon made a move, always squatting by the bonfire, without saying a word, stretching out his palms, and bowing his head to bake the fire.

"What a pure place for Buddhism, how can you be defiled by such a little demon!"

The old man in black's face was cold and hard, and with a shake of his wrist, he saw the tip of the bronze sword trembling slightly, and in an instant, a dazzling white light shot out from the tip of the sword, like the demon rope of the immortal master on the mountain, twisting and twisting, and soon spread out in the air, like a vast net of heavenly law, under the hood of the timid girl who was judged to be a monster.

Chen Ping'an quietly took this picture into his eyes and opened his eyes.

The sword qi that should be meticulous can be controlled so skillfully and varied?

The old man holds the sword in one hand, and everything is at his fingertips!

Especially the calm bearing, Chen Ping'an was fascinated the most.

The girl was first condensed by the sword qi and then scattered on her body, making a loud noise, which made her roll on the ground in pain, this heart-wrenching burning has hurt the soul of this mountain demon, thinking that Chen Ping'an was in the Luoluo Mangosteen Building, and he was still in pain, let alone a little demon who had cultivated loosely and had no quarrel with the world for hundreds of years?

After this calamity, the girl soon lost her human form, and most of her face showed the face of a fox, and clumps of snow-white fluff grew on the back of her hands and neck, and there was a faint smell of fox.

The snow-white fox fairy who was weak in the Tao struggled and wailed on the ground, "I haven't harmed anyone, I haven't harmed anyone, I've only teased and scared some scholars who stayed in the ancient temple, don't kill me, don't kill me......"

The old man in black seemed to have some knots in his heart, holding a long sword in his hand, his sword aura was brilliant, and the rainbow light bloomed, and he said sharply: "A demon is a demon, a demon is a demon, what if you don't harm people today?

The girl who had turned into a white fox with most of her body prostrate on the ground, dying: "I also rescued two scholars from the hands of that grandmother, and for this reason, I also gave them some treasured things for a long time, so that they let them go, I will not harm people, I will not ...... in my life"

The old man in black sneered: "Little fox fairy, it's not a pity to die! The old man dares to say that if he kills a hundred demons under the sword, he will only wronged one at most!"

The young fox fairy was no longer able to defend anything, his body was convulsed, his clothes were torn, he was covered in blood, and a pair of originally dark and unusually bright eyes were already dimmed, but when she was dying, the girl just did not resent the old man's fierce shot, but looked at the gate of the ancient temple obsessively, as if she was waiting for a poor sour talent to come to visit, and then she could scare them again, if she succeeded once, she could make her happy for several months.

Liu Chicheng raised his head slowly, the golden light in his deep eyes flowed, the corners of his mouth were a little indifferent smile, and there was a helpless sigh after reading the world, he only felt that life would be so boring after a thousand years.

Just when Liu Chicheng was about to stand up.

Chen Ping'an stood up, gently flipped the sword box behind his back, and suddenly asked, "Senior Song, what if this fox fairy happens to be the one who has been wronged?"

The old man tugged at the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "That's just right, it can be determined that the ninety-nine heads before and the ninety-nine heads after are all sure to be the demons that plague the people, so the old man's sword will only be more refreshing." ”

Chen Ping'an pointed to the girl who had completely turned into a fox, "Then what should she do?"

The old man patted his chest and said bluntly: "If you turn out the old yellow calendar, it is appropriate to bury it, and the old man will bury it, if it is not suitable, then the corpse will be exposed, and strive to have a good fetus in the next life, don't be a mountain demon again, of course, don't be met by the old man again." ”

Chen Ping'an was a little stubborn, and said: "The old-timers met demons and killed demons, and subdued demons when they met demons, of course they did it right, but they could do it more right." ”

The old man stared carefully at the young man with the negative box, and suddenly laughed, "Gua Wazi, don't you seem to be like a sa ziyo?

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and asked, "Senior Song, how can you let go of this fox charm?"

Song Yuyao, an old man in black, stood up and said in a deep voice: "Nian Zaiwa, you are also a person in the rivers and lakes who use a sword, the old man will use the sword that should have killed the fox fairy to deal with you, if you can catch it, the ancient temple will be over, this fox fairy will do evil or do good in the future, good and evil retribution, and you will bear the cause and effect in the future, if you can't catch it and die under the old man's sword, I will blame you for not being strong enough, what?"

Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng also stood up, as if facing a great enemy.

Song Yuyao laughed and said: "It's okay, if you two want to make a move, the old man will have two more swords if it's a big deal, and it's still the same rules." ”

The old man's laughter was loud and full of energy, which shook the rotten beams and trees in the ancient temple and trembled, sprinkling countless dust.

"Yes!"

Chen Ping'an nodded, then shook his head at Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng, signaling that there was no need to interfere.

"Be careful. ”

The old man is not a muddy character, and after reminding him, he swung his sword down.

The distance was only one zhang, and the sword manggang slashed in front of Chen Ping'an in an instant.

Chen Ping'an's sleeve had already slipped a square inch shrinking talisman, an ordinary yellow paper material, twisted with two fingers, and the moment the sword qi approached, Chen Ping'an's figure disappeared on the spot.

The old man in black sneered.

After the original sword qi slashed into the air, it continued to move forward, which happened to be the direction of the snow-white fox curled up on the ground.

From Li Xisheng's gift of "Danshu Authentic Works" square inch talisman, mysterious and magical, but it is a one-time consumable item, after Chen Ping'an sacrificed this talisman, it has appeared in the open space two zhang away, but when he found that the sword qi continued to slash towards the fox ghost, it was too late to take out a square inch talisman, so he had to tiptoe a little, and jumped forward rapidly, and at the same time reached out to his shoulder, held down the hilt of the Huaimu sword "Eliminate Demons", and slashed away at the sword qi.

Although it is a sword, in the final analysis, Chen Ping'an is still based on boxing.

It was the old man surnamed Cui who taught the iron horse chisel formation to be fierce and fierce, but with a wooden sword instead of boxing, Chen Ping'an was just the physique and soul of the three realms of martial arts, not to mention the kind of martial arts master who could integrate boxing and sword intent, and naturally fell in the eyes of real experts, and this rush was quite awkward.

The Huaimu sword flowing with fist intent slashed at the old man's sword qi, forcibly preventing him from killing the young fox fairy.

For a while, the sword light exploded, and the sword qi splashed everywhere.

Chen Ping'an held the Huaimu sword, turned around in a staggered step after his feet settled, blocked in front of the demon fox, and waved it indiscriminately at the sword qi that was split, and the sword posture was completely a good Wang Baquan that someone had ridiculed.

After Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

The bearded man stretched out his hand to cover his forehead, and said helplessly: "I thought this guy's boxing skills were quite good, and he had carried the sword box for so long, he must be a hidden young swordsman......"

The sword qi in front of him was shattered, Chen Ping'an finished his work, and quickly weighed the Huai Mu sword in his hand, although it was a light wooden sword, it was extremely tough, and the majestic sword qi of the sword master of the Combing Water Country, there was no gap or flaw in the sword body, Chen Ping'an was very sure in his heart.

The old man in black smiled and laughed at himself: "I never thought that there were still people in the world who used a king's eight fists to block the old man's sword." Okay, the old man will do what he says, the little baby catches it is catched, the old man will no longer be embarrassed by the fox charm on the ground, you are one person and one demon, so you can do it yourself, you need to know that the retribution is not happy, I hope you cherish this fate that does not know good and evil for the time being. ”

The old man put his sword into the sheath, and he stood up, turned around and left, and after walking out of the temple gate, he looked up at the gloomy night, and muttered: "When will it be a head?"

The originator of the Jianshui Villa in the past year, suddenly turned his head and smiled: "The four of you, if you are interested, you can go to the old man's Zhuangzi, the recent Jianzhuang is electing the leader of the martial arts alliance of the Comb Water Country, it is a grand event in the rivers and lakes, if you go to Jianzhuang, the old man may not be present, you can directly find the eldest Chu steward, just say that it is a new friend I met in the rivers and lakes, and there are still a few glasses of thin wine." ”

The old man finally looked at Chen Ping'an, "Tonight, your patience of 'doing a good deed more right and better', the old man has been like you from youth to middle age before his twilight years, only a little more." But...... That's it, the old guy's frustrating words, I won't tell the young man, in short, I hope you can persevere. ”

The old man patted the long sword at his waist and silently walked away in the night.

Chen Ping'an was stunned, and after coming back to his senses, he turned his head and stared wide, the young fox fairy had disappeared for some time.

The bearded man stretched out his finger and pointed to his face, and quipped: "Chen Ping'an, Chen Ping'an, the hero saves the beauty, whether you can make a promise to the beauty afterwards, you have to look at this!"

Chen Ping'an put the Huai Mu sword into the wooden box made by Wei Yan, trotted all the way to the fire, stretched out his hand to get close to the bonfire, and intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Liu Chicheng, who was sitting opposite and yawning, and the latter said with a hippie smile: "Look at it, now I finally start to envy my handsome and chic?" Alas, in fact, I also envy you Chen Ping'an, if I had half of your martial arts, I would have become the dream lover of thousands of heroines and fairies on the rivers and lakes!"

Chen Ping'an rolled his eyes, took off the wine jug, and poured a large sip of wine with his head up.

After drinking, Chen Ping'an held the wine gourd, and his mood was agitated, and he was by no means so light and light as he seemed on the surface.

The reason why he didn't invite the two little ancestors to fly out of the sword cultivation glove to stop the sword qi burned by Song Yu of the Sword Village, but instead risked his life, was not because Chen Ping'an was angry.

Chen Ping'an sighed, stood up, went to the clearing, after donating the wine gourd, closed his eyes, and carefully recalled the three swords of the old sword saint of the Combing Water Country, one slashed the Shentai, so that the fox fairy was forced to appear, once the wrist shook lightly, the sword qi became a net, and the last time was of course the first sword that swooped directly at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an still didn't open his eyes, but slowly pulled out the Huaimu sword, and learned that the old man's horizontal sword was in front of his chest, like a sword in the sheath, and it was not going to come out.

I don't know why, Chen Ping'an thought about it, and always felt that even if he drew a scoop with a gourd, even if it was thousands of times, he couldn't learn it, let alone look like a god, I'm afraid it would be difficult to look like it.

This is very different from when he watched Miss Ning take six steps to the fist pile.

It turns out that out of the sword, in the end is not the same as practicing boxing.

Chen Ping'an sighed, and had to put away the Huaimu sword that followed him twice to the rivers and lakes again.

Someone said with a smile, "Chen Ping'an, your wooden sword is too light, so the taste will not be right, if you lift weights lightly, it is the realm of the high place of swordsmanship, you are a beginner, and you are not a genius who practices swords, of course you will feel that nothing is right." Don't talk about reaching the top, just talk about getting started, so when it comes to practicing boxing, it's enough to have a slightly famous master to lead the way, but to practice swords, you still need a master to lead the way, you should actually ask that Song Yujiao sincerely about kendo, this person's martial arts realm is not high, but he has already stepped out of his own kendo, which is not easy. ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look.

This insight was not spoken by a bearded man, or even Zhang Shanfeng, who could control the flying of the peachwood sword, but Liu Chicheng, a scholar who had nothing to do with the rivers and lakes, when he said this, Liu Chicheng stood beside the raging fire with many dead branches, the firelight was reflected, and the slender figure of the whole person slowly swayed with the firelight.

Zhang Shanfeng was asking Xu Yuanxia about the doorway of the rivers and lakes, asking and answering, very focused, so he didn't pay much attention to Liu Chicheng's words.

Or, the two didn't hear Liu Chicheng's words at all.

Because from beginning to end, Liu Chicheng didn't speak, and Chen Ping'an really heard Liu Chicheng's voice.

Chen Ping'an asked a strange question, "Is it you? In Rouge County, I heard Liu Taishou say in private that you are actually a Jindan Realm immortal, because you have revealed a magical power outside the city. ”

Liu Chicheng waved his hand, slowly bypassed the fire, came to Chen Ping'an's side, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's not intrigue, you already know that I am a big demon, and I also know that the sword behind your back has a great origin, otherwise it will not be irrepressible, after sensing my breath, it spontaneously trembled, although you quickly forcibly suppressed its movement, but I am not blind and blind, so now you and I know it, Chen Ping'an, can you tell me, where is this sword made of sacred?" Who are you going to send to the Inverted Hanging Mountain?"

Chen Ping'an's expression was solemn and asked, "You want to grab the sword?"

"Liu Chicheng" smiled and narrowed his eyes, as if he heard a big joke, put his hands behind his back, shook his head and smiled: "The sword is a good sword, but I'm really not interested, I know you don't believe this kind of thing, it doesn't matter, I'm much stronger than you, you just need to watch what I do." By the way, have you ever heard a saying? Good things in the world are not strong, and colorful clouds are easy to disperse and glass is brittle. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I've seen it in the poem." ”

Liu Chicheng waved his sleeves, the smoke and water were hazy, the clouds covered the fog, and fell on the side of the bonfire, it seemed that there was nothing unusual here, "Liu Chicheng" was talking with Chen Ping'an very happily, in fact, this Baishui country cold man, wearing a pink robe, the jade tree was in the wind, and the scene at this time was extremely treacherous.

Liu Chicheng continued: "'Colorful clouds are easy to disperse', which means that among the colorful clouds of the White Emperor City, the clouds gather and disperse like flying smoke, and the scenery is magnificent. ”

"'Glass brittle', it means that there was once a big demon who was born in the White Emperor City Demon Sect, just like tonight's conflict, the same is for a seemingly insignificant little demon, and the senior brother had a dispute, he is the general trend of the world, I am a little reasonable, the senior brother broke up, now looking back, it is really funny, just like two children have a temper, anyway, I was angry, smashed a whole glazed attic between the clouds of the White Emperor City, and finally left only a few small glass wine cups, since then separated from the White Emperor City, traveled all over the world, without the protection of the teacher, and finally was chased and intercepted by the defenders of the righteous leader, and finally entered the prison, suppressed for thousands of years. My elder brother, from beginning to end, just stood by and watched. ”

Chen Ping'an frowned and asked, "What are you telling me this for?"

Liu Chicheng smiled slightly, shook his hands, shook the two big sleeves of the pink robe, and folded his hands on his abdomen, with a strong momentum, " Because I recently had the idea of accepting apprentices, I think you Chen Ping'an is very good, I can teach you the best swordsmanship in the world, although I am from the local demon clan in the world, but with my senior brother as the leader of the demon sect, but similar to the immortals, it is many masters of the righteous path immortal family, and they are also willing to bow to my senior brother, so the swordsmanship I teach you is also enough to help you reach the top of the avenue of authentic swordsmanship, once the opportunity comes, it is expected to go straight to the upper five realms, you must know that the word 'authentic' is not a word that can be used indiscriminately. Song Yuyao and the others, although they have found out the true meaning of their own swordsmanship, but such a pure martial artist with limited qualifications, his martial arts height, to the death is to help you become a position similar to a sword cultivator in the Middle Five Realms, Chen Ping'an, what do you think? Are you willing to practice the Great Dao with me as a disciple?"

Chen Ping'an asked rhetorically: "Be the devil?"

Liu Chicheng smiled: "In my opinion, the road is rugged and difficult, only those who are persevering can go to the end, and they are even expected to go further and higher than those talented people of the sky." You Chen Ping'an, I am a fellow believer, now I have helped you collect a senior brother, you can rest assured, you are my last disciple, at most a hundred years, the three of us master and apprentice will inevitably become famous in the world, return to the White Emperor City, and occupy a place there. ”

Liu Chicheng stared at Chen Ping'an's eyes and smiled, "I and the senior brother were in the master's sect, it is very interesting, the senior brother is a human being, practicing magic magic, I am a demon, practicing the supernatural powers of the human race, the purpose set by our master is the four words of teaching and classlessness, which is very similar to the true invincible of the second disciple under the seat of the Dao Ancestor." In addition to the White Emperor City, there are several great avenues in the world, all of which are amazingly powerful, and they are intertwined, and they are the righteous path immortals of the sect, and they must also avoid their edge, so as long as your fists are hard enough and your realm is high enough, what is the right way of the devil, it is all nonsense, and it doesn't matter at all. ”

Chen Ping'an grinned, "Whether I recognize you as a master or not, I have to ask." ”

Sweat was already oozing from his forehead, but at this moment, the young man with the negative box looked calm and did not have the slightest fear.

"Oh?"

Liu Chicheng's eyes lit up, "I knew that you kid must have a good teacher, it doesn't matter, let's listen to it, and finally judge the situation, and the good birds choose trees to perch, and there is no shame." I won't force you, let alone bluff you, as long as your mentorship is higher than mine, I will never force this master-apprentice relationship. ”

Wen Sheng's old Xiucai, if nothing else, he has already left Aquarius, where can Chen Ping'an go to find it?

Mr. Qi passed away again, and it seemed that there was nothing he could do.

But Chen Ping'an was absolutely unwilling to follow this person to practice any avenue to heaven.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, then gamble once.

Success or failure, in one fell swoop.

It's really not good, it's a big deal to work hard once, if it still doesn't work, just like Ah Liang said, the world is big, and life is the biggest, and recognizing "Liu Chicheng" as the master is, no matter what, I must send the sword to the inverted hanging mountain first, and hand it over to Miss Ning to talk about the rest!

No one knows why Chen Ping'an escorted Li Baohua and them on a trip to Dasui for the first time, and then followed the young Cui Qi back to Huang Tingguo, why Chen Ping'an would definitely practice the stake sword furnace every time he was on the top of the mountain and on the bank of the big water, and even if he finished practicing, he would stand in place for a long time.

Even if he wanders the rivers and lakes alone this time, just like the last time he saw Liu Gaoxin travel far away in Rouge County, Chen Ping'an will still sit alone on the top of the roof, drinking wine and muttering to himself in the last spring breeze of the year.

And those times when everyone will not think deeply, there will be a spring breeze lingering.

Chen Ping'an knew in his heart that that person must have passed away, but that person had also said it.

If you are undecided, you can ask the spring breeze.

Then, Liu Chicheng couldn't help but laugh happily because he thought it was funny.

It turned out that when he saw the young man in front of him, he shook his wrist and raised his sleeve.

But Liu Chicheng soon couldn't laugh.

Between the young man's raised hands, there were wisps of spring breeze happily lingering on his sleeves, like a cyan dragon swimming in the sea of clouds.

Chen Ping'an asked softly, "Mr. Qi?"

Liu Chicheng's heart was shocked, at this moment, it was like the big battle a thousand years ago, facing the Zhang Tianshi who was holding the fairy sword in one hand and the Dharma seal in the other!

A warm and mellow voice sounded beside Chen Ping'an, "Yes." ”