When I left the city, it was already getting dark. At night, there was no one on the official road, and Shi Zixuan escaped all the way, so he hurried the horse for a day's journey.

When the day dawned, there were gradually pedestrians on the road, and it was difficult to use his magical powers, so Shi Zixuan could only slow down.

The rain that lasted for several days has finally stopped, and the official road is full of water and mud, making it very inconvenient to walk.

Shi Zixuan now has no Chiyang Yuanming clothes on his body, so he can't sweep away the dust, and his shoes and clothes are covered with mud and water.

"You should find a place to rest and change your clothes, preferably some hay and put it on your feet so that it doesn't get dirty. ”

Shi Zixuan regretted a little at this time, and didn't go to learn some small magic skills such as dust avoidance tricks from Li Xiu. Although it is useless in the Qingwei Cave Heaven on weekdays, it is of great use to walk in this red dust.

As he was thinking about it, he suddenly stopped.

Then he shook his head and smiled: "Ridiculous." I was mortal by nature. If it weren't for entering the Qingwei Cave and worshipping the famous teacher. Isn't he a worldly mortal now, but he is still alive? Now that he has entered the Dao and cultivated the Dao, why is he still becoming more and more squeamish, and he has a heart of disgust and hatred of separation?"

Shizi Xuan suddenly laughed to himself: "It turned out to be this underwater mud cow, as soon as I saw that I had a bad feeling for this muddy water, he wanted to confuse my primordial spirit." If it is really a red dust obstacle, it will sink without noticing. I have to guard against it, I have to guard against it. ”

Originally. Shi Zixuan has been making progress recently, and under joy, he ignored the mud cow in the lake.

This mud cow is the root of the five desires, the six consciousness obstacles, wrapping the original spirit, and blocking the entrance.

Those who have entered the Tao and cultivated do not descend mud oxen, and it will be difficult to achieve positive results, and it will be difficult to see their true face.

When the womb was first molted, Shi Zixuan heard that the patriarch Dafa, and his heart was refined, and this mud cow came to block the pass, but fortunately, the patriarch made a move, and set it in the depths of the spiritual pool.

And when he spied on Bai Shu that day, he was injured by the aura of the Dharma protector on this girl's body, and this mud cow came to disturb him again. Master Xuansong recited the Lingbao Mahayana Sutra, which greatly damaged the Tao, and reluctantly surrendered it.

Since returning from the Netherworld, the Tao has been diligent, and has just formed a petal of Dan Lotus in the spirit pool, thinking that it can temporarily feel at ease, but when you don't know it, this mud cow took advantage of the void and almost infiltrated a flaw in the heart of the Harmony Dao.

Fortunately, there is a Danlian falling in the heart of the spirit pool, and it has its own bright light, which makes Shi Zixuan suddenly wake up. Otherwise, it will be too late to wake up when the foundation is broken in the coming day.

"Always praise morality, don't make detours, my teacher Jin Yu good words. ”

Shi Zixuan sighed with emotion, but he lost his previous disgust, looking at the road full of muddy water and potholes, it was also a little interesting.

Childlike together, just like the child, jumped up and down on the puddle, letting the mud and mercury splash on his body and face. The nose smells of earth, but it has a different taste.

Shi Zixuan hummed a little song, stepped on the muddy water, and walked forward leisurely.

After walking for more than ten miles, there is an old shop not far away, but it is a tea shed for passers-by. It's lively, and the business is very good.

Shi Zixuan passed by this shop, and he didn't mean to stay, but was called by a voice: "That Taoist leader, you've been walking for a long time, come in and have a cup of tea and rest." ”

Shi Zixuan stopped, and saw an elderly man wearing a white scarf and greeted him.

Shizi Xuanzuo said: "Thank you layman, you don't need to use tea, I have no money, so I won't bother." ”

The owner of the tea shed smiled: "Although I am not rich, I open a tea shed to live, but I am not bad for your bowl of tea, look at you dirty, you have been on the road all night, come in and rest." ”

Saying that, Shi Zixuan couldn't help refusing, and pulled him into the tea shed.

found a place for Shi Zixuan to sit down, the owner of the tea shed brought a teapot, poured it for Shi Zixuan, and held a few steamed buns that had just come out of the pot, a plate of side dishes, and a few pastries, and brought them to the table.

"Dao Chief, this is a pastry made by my own hands, a family handicraft, and no other family can eat it. Taste it. The owner of the tea shed said with a smile.

Shizi Xuan thanked again and again: "Thank you for the layman's support." ”

Reached out and took a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, it was fragrant and crispy, and sure enough, there were a few different tastes.

"It's really a good craft. Shi Zi Xuan praised from his heart.

was praised for his craftsmanship, but the owner of this tea shed was happier than gold, and suddenly smiled.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion on the other side, and Shi Zixuan looked sideways and saw that around the table in the corner, for some reason, there were several people around.

Master Xuanqi said: "Layman, what's going on over there?"

The owner of the teashed took a look at it, and was not surprised, and said, "It's a wandering swordsman, crazy, and has been here with me for several days. Come every day, don't do anything else, you have to serve two jars of wine, and one drink is a day. When I saw someone coming, I shouted to sell my sword, but I haven't seen him sell it for half a month. ”

Shi Zixuan was a little interested, and said, "Why? Is the quality of this sword too poor?"

The owner of the tea shed had a strange look on his face: "It's not too bad, but it's too good." ”

Shizi Xuan sighed and said, "Is that too high?"

The owner of the tea shed looked even more strange and said, "It's not too high, it's too low." ”

Shi Zixuan smiled and said, "What a low method?"

When he first came, he put his sword away, and a passing merchant caught his sight on his sword, and asked him the price. He didn't say anything, just stretched out a finger. The merchant thought about it, and opened a hundred taels of gold. ”

The owner of the tea shed paused and said with a smile: "Dao Chief, guess what he answered?"

"Why, this sword can sell for a hundred gold, but it's a lot. ”

Ordinary people, the annual food and clothing is only about ten taels of silver, and one hundred gold, which is not a small amount.

The owner of the tea shed said: "The swordsman said, 'One hundred gold is too expensive, I won't sell it', and the merchant thought that he had heard it wrong, and asked again, only to realize that the swordsman thought that the price he opened was too high and was not satisfied." ”

Shizi Xuanleng paused for a moment, and then said with a smile: "This swordsman is interesting. Ordinary people sell things, for fear that they will sell less, but he is the opposite. ”

I couldn't help but ask curiously, "What happened later?"

The owner of the tea shed laughed and said, "Later, this merchant raised the price again, which was one hundred taels of silver. ”

One hundred taels of gold turned into one hundred taels of silver, and this bargaining was ruthless enough.

"Has this swordsman been sold?"

"Nope. This swordsman still said the same thing: 'It's expensive, it's expensive.' ’。 ”

Shi Zixuan smiled and said, "Sure enough, there are many strange people in the world, and this swordsman is a maverick. ”

glanced over there and said, "I think this sword can't be sold." ”

The owner of the tea shed smiled: "Exactly." This swordsman, I'm afraid that he doesn't mean to sell swords at all. It's just a fool. The merchant was also good-natured, so he didn't bother with him, and turned away. Later, several people were also like this, and they were teased a lot. If it weren't for his kung fu, no one would dare to share it with him. Otherwise, I would have started a long time ago. ”

Shi Zixuan said: "Don't do it? Layman, I think those people are here to find trouble. I think you'd better hide, but don't get hurt by mistake. ”

When the owner of the tea shed heard this, his face changed suddenly. I don't know if it's the crow's mouth of the master, and there was really a quarrel in front of the table in that corner.

"You are a man who sells swords here, and you don't sell them if the price is high, and you don't sell them if the price is low. What the hell are you going to do?"

A giant man with a full face sneered, slapped the table, and the shocked dishes and chopsticks fell to the ground.

There were five or six helpers beside this giant man, all of whom had fierce faces, and at first glance they knew that they were not good people.

As soon as the people present saw the dispute, they all threw away their money and hurriedly left the place.

When the owner of the tea shed saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward: "A few guest officers." It's all dissipated, but don't do it in the little old man's shop. ”

"Go away. What's the matter with you!"

The giant man casually pushed him aside, stared at the sword on the man's body with his eyes, and said with a bit of greed: "One price, ten taels of gold, your sword belongs to me." That's it. Otherwise, you won't be good today. ”

When Shi Zixuan heard this, he knew that this giant man knew the value of this sword, and he was taking the opportunity to make trouble and plot against him.

Shizi Xuanding looked at the sword, heh. Sure enough, it's a good sword!

How are you?

This sword: a three-foot jade body, a carved red gold dragon head handle, agate glass as a scabbard, and white jade amber dotted with dragon eyes.

This sword, let alone a hundred gold, even if it is a thousand gold, ten thousand gold, it is worth the price.

"Holding this sword and selling it is tantamount to a child walking in the downtown with gold. Is this swordsman really crazy or pretending to be confused?"

Shi Zixuan was curious and glanced at the swordsman.

This swordsman was about forty years old, dressed in a green robe, unkempt, with a stubble on his face, and a dozen wine bottles in front of the table, half-squinted, drunken and misty, and I don't know if he heard it.

"Are you deaf!

The giant man grabbed the swordsman by the collar, brought it to him, laughed cruelly, and said, "If you don't keep quiet, a certain family will just let you agree." ”

As soon as he looked at him, a few people next to him stepped forward to grab the golden sword.

"Don't sell, don't sell! Ten taels of gold, too expensive, too expensive. Cheaper. Give it cheaper, and so-and-so will sell you. ”

This swordsman, who seemed to be drunk and unstable, was crooked inside, but without a trace, the people behind him touched the air. He fell to the ground and burped.

The giant man couldn't cry or laugh, he felt as if he had punched the cotton, and scolded angrily: "It turned out to be a hob meat!

After speaking, it is not verbose. Punch and hit.

At this moment, the swordsman suddenly opened his mouth, and with a snort, a mouthful of thick phlegm spit out, impartially, the giant man didn't finish a word "no", and fell straight into his mouth.

Thick phlegm in the mouth, the giant man only felt that his mouth was fishy and smelly, and all kinds of tastes poured into his heart, wow, disgusting vomit.

A few people next to him were suddenly stunned, but they saw the swordsman leaning back and saying with a smile: "How does this mouthful of thick phlegm taste?"

The giant man, who vomited all the food overnight, said angrily: "What are you doing in a daze, slaughtering this guy for me!"

The men received the order, rushed up, and pounced on the swordsman.

At this moment, the swordsman wiped his mouth, and suddenly said loudly:

"Good sword...... Good Sword ...... A good sword is in my hands......

Hold our sword, and when you come out of the sheath, you will see blood and no living mouth......

Hold our sword, kill chickens and dogs without leaving your head......

Hold our sword, and chase the enemy for thousands of miles without a leader......

Hold our sword, and walk in the array of ten thousand armies......"

daxiao sang a song, but his hand held the hilt of the sword, but when he saw the three-foot green peak out of the sheath, it turned into a cold light and came to kill him.