Sword of Coming

Li Huai returned to his hometown, followed by the female fox fairy named Wei Taizhen. She wore a fence to hide her appearance, and walked to the Yang Family Medicine Store together. Over the years, she was used to leading the tender Taoists everywhere, laughing and cursing, and speaking freely. It was a relaxed and comfortable experience, but suddenly it was Master Wei Xian who traveled with him. She likes to talk to each other, and Li Huai has goosebumps all over her body when she calls her. Yes, he is a poor boy who eats chicken drumsticks for snacks and looks like Chinese New Year. When he arrived in his hometown, he was heard by the neighbors. He was laughed at, but every time Li Huai suggested that, she bit her lip and did not refute. What, it's just a sad look with lowered eyelids and drooping head, she seems to be a little more wronged than Li Huai. When Li Huai sees her like this, her head is as big as a bucket. How can I bear this kind of suffering? Like Qingfu, Yanfu? I, Li Huai, am a serious scholar!

What if that dirty talker Zheng Dafeng saw this? Miss Wei is thin-skinned, but don't let Zheng Dafeng say it so embarrassingly, it will be wrong to help anyone by yourself.

Arriving at the all-too-familiar pharmacy, Li Huai quickly stepped across the threshold, called Shi Lingshan, looked left and right, strangely enough, he couldn't see Su's shop.

Shi Lingshan felt very complicated about this Li Huai, he had nothing to do with him, and he had something to say, "Hu Feng from Erlang Lane sent two letters to the shop not long ago, and one was for me. The letter asked me to tell you that he is now in the south of the Xinyunxiao Hong Dynasty, and he has partnered with friends to establish a sect on the mountain. I want you to sit there and talk about the past when you have time. He has something to do Discuss with you face to face."

Li Huai was at a loss, feeling anxious in his heart, "I owe you a favor, why don't I know, it can't be that Hu Feng made a mistake, right?"

Li Huai actually had no impression of Hu Feng who was a few years older than himself, but only vaguely remembered that Hu Feng often followed his grandfather who opened a wedding shop, walking around the streets together, doing some earning work such as repairing bowls, basins, and sharpening knives. money work. Although they are from the same town, it seems that they have never chatted a word, so how could there be an extra muddle-headed debt of favor? But don't say that kind of yin and yang, you want to collect debts from yourself, right? Just thinking about it again, the Hu Feng with a good memory seems to be quite simple and honest, isn't it?

Shi Lingshan said: "You don't know, how do I know. I just take the words with me and don't care about other things. The letter I sent you is placed on the table in the east wing where you usually live, and you can read it yourself."

Shi Lingshan thought of something, took out a key and put it on the counter, "Also, all the miscellaneous things in the firewood room in the backyard are left to you by Master and the old man. Senior sister Su and I dare not open the door to clean it casually, you Move out when you have time, and it’s not a problem to stay here all the time. It’s better to hurry up, just today, the shop has a cart, and it’s estimated that it can be moved in two or three trips.”

Li Huai felt dizzy for a while, move? Where to move, my ancestral house is only that big, if my mother finds out that my house is full of "junk" brought from the Yang family drugstore, my mother will not be able to yell at me, what is ugly? Come out, the deceased is the greatest, and the venerable is taboo. My mother has never been too particular about the truth. Li Huai negotiated with Shi Lingshan and put those objects in their original places. If Shi Lingshan felt that the space in the backyard of the pharmacy was occupied, he could pay a rent every year... Shi Lingshan looked at this sincere young man in Confucian shirts. , sighed, waved his hand, and said that the rent will be waived, there is no need to be so extravagant, not to mention that the entire backyard is the master's site, if you are really too lazy to move, just talk about it later.

Li Huai thanked again and again, and was about to go to the backyard to have a look, bowed his head and bent to lift the bamboo curtain, Shi Lingshan glanced at the fox spirit who was timidly trying to follow Li Huai to the backyard, and said indifferently: "The shop in front and the square in the back, idlers stop."

Heh, how dare a vixen with a bad background dare to hang out in the backyard? Who borrowed your guts!

Wei Taizhen's face was slightly pale, and the fox charm with a soft personality, hurriedly bowed her knees, and gave a blessing to the counter, and silently apologized to the martial artist.

I don't know what Li Huai thinks, anyway, in Wei Taizhen's eyes, that young warrior seems to be protected by a god behind him, the golden light is gorgeous, shining brightly, as if he can naturally overwhelm all ghosts and spirits.

As soon as Wei Taizhen entered the shop, he sensed the imposing vision. A golden god slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the fox, but Wei Taizhen didn't dare to look at it.

Li Huai turned his head and explained with a smile: "Shi Lingshan, of course I know the old rules of the pharmacy, but Miss Wei is my best friend, so you don't have to stick to the rules. Don't worry, I guarantee that Miss Wei will follow me to the backyard and won't rummage around. something."

Seeing that Shi Lingshan was noncommittal, Li Huai bowed his hands and saluted, pleading with a playful smile, "A little bit of flexibility, please be flexible."

Now that Li Huai said so, Shi Lingshan could only nod his head.

It wasn't that Shi Lingshan was deliberately embarrassing the fox spirit of unknown origin, or thinking of something that made Li Huai lose face, but Shi Lingshan knew very well that the backyard of this pharmacy is indeed not the kind of place where anyone can casually step into. Well, now that the old master is gone, Shi Lingshan wants to try his best to keep this tradition.

Li Huai explained in his heartfelt voice: "Miss Wei, don't be angry, Shi Lingshan is just such a person, who values ​​the rules passed down from the older generation more than anything else, and treats things not people."

Mrs. Wei nodded vigorously.

As for the converging voices of a pure martial artist and the heartfelt words of a Qi practitioner, Li Huai learned them all inexplicably.

Occasionally, Li Huai would sigh with emotion, if only he could be so enlightened in reading. As for why this is the case, Li Huai can think about it, and there are so many things that he can't understand, what to do with his brain.

There is a patio in the backyard of the pharmacy, and every time it rains, it is a picture of four waters returning to the hall.

A long wooden bench is placed under the opposite eaves of the main house, which is several steps above the ground.

At this moment, Mrs. Wei really has a mysterious intuition, or it may be an illusion.

As soon as I entered this place, I felt a little short of breath, and I looked extraordinarily small, as if I was in a majestic palace with an invisible sky and an invisible bottom.

She even felt as if every breath she took here was a crime worthy of punishment.

If it wasn't for Li Huai's presence, there would be a thunderbolt descending on her head, and her soul would be scattered.

Back then, Wei Taizhen from Baojing Mountain in Skeleton Beach, after she became a Jindan Dixian, followed a secret decree of her master, followed Li Huai and a girl named Pei Qian, and traveled to Beiju Luzhou together. A martial artist of the sixth realm, he never thought that he is now one of the few masters of the limit realm in the world.

And Li Huai, who was in the Suishanya Academy in Baopingzhou, turned into a virtuous academy sage in the world.

Wei Taizhen privately felt that it was easier for Miss Pei to "jump" from the six realms to the end?

Although Li Huai can't be said to be industrious in his studies, he is really not the seed of reading. I remember that during the study tour, Li Huai always memorized a piece of memory that he had forgotten. During the study tour back then, not to mention Pei Qian, even Wei Taizhen memorized it fluently. Apart from being diligent in studying and willing to work hard, Li Huai is studying together. Wei Taizhen once searched for this young master very seriously.

Now Wei Taizhen is actually a genuine Nascent Soul Realm Fox Immortal.

The reason why he left Li Huai's side before was because the master, that is, Li Liu, was worried that Wei Taizhen would be unstable when he was approaching the bottleneck of the golden elixir and could not break through the closed door. She is so charming, it will only affect her younger brother Li Huai's study and study, so let her obediently stay in the Lion Peak Dojo and devote herself to cultivating Taoism. When she breaks through the situation and when she goes down the mountain, she will continue to accompany Li Huai and take good care of her younger brother basic necessities of life.

The last time she entered the golden elixir, Li Liu gave Wei Taizhen two magic weapons, allowing her to exchange lives with Nascent Soul cultivators other than Sword Cultivator.

This time as Yuanying, Li Liu once again gave Wei Taizhen a pair of attacking magic weapons, which can exchange lives with Yupu Realm.

It's just that she is born with a weak temperament and has never had the experience of discussing Taoism with Qi practitioners on the mountain, so she is easy to bully at first sight.

The realm of monks in the Nascent Soul Realm is the airs of wild cultivators in the lower five realms.

Suddenly someone lifted the bamboo curtain, and a man's voice interrupted Wei Taizhen's thoughts.

"This girl, dare to ask Fang's name, where does she live, and is she married?"

Mrs. Wei quickly turned her head, and saw a man with shiny hair rubbing his hands and smiling, with a shy expression on his face, "Xiaosheng Zheng Dafeng is Li Huai's... elder brother! I haven't married a wife yet, just because I always keep my body clean and have good eyesight." He's tall, and if he keeps procrastinating, he'll be delayed. It's just that he looks old, but he's not that old. To be honest, Li Huai's knowledge is taught by me."

The man sat down on the bench, moved his buttocks, and slapped the stool with his hands, "You don't need to be restrained here, you can treat it as your own home, sit down, let's sit down and chat."

Although she wears a fence to cover her face, but she has a graceful figure, scissors spirit, timidity and affection, Zheng Dafeng is sure, as long as she has such a posture, she doesn't need to look at her face!

Seeing that girl was probably because of the shyness at the first sight of the handsome man, Zheng Dafeng picked up his long gown, raised his legs, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zheng is also a scholar. , not to mention the beauty Yan Ruyu."

Look, my appearance and my style of conversation immediately stunned that foreign girl.

Li Huai had read Hu Feng's letter, and when he heard the movement outside, he walked out of the door of the wing room, and said with a smile, "Why don't you say that you brought me up with shit and piss."

If you really want to say that, you are not wrong. When Li Huai was young, he was indeed the closest to Zheng Dafeng, and he often carried Li Huai back and forth between the ancestral house in the west and Yang's shop.

Zheng Dafeng became impatient, "How can I be so old, a young man in his twenties..."

Mrs. Wei was really at a loss.

Fortunately, the other party is only glib and has no hands or feet, otherwise she can only slap her and fall over?

Li Huai helped to introduce, holding back his frustration: "Fairy Wei, his name is Zheng Dafeng. I have called him Uncle Zheng since childhood. According to his seniority, he is my father's younger brother. He used to be a clerk in the drugstore to make a living. Later, Grandpa Yang disliked him. Idle around, know not to do business every day, either playing chess with others on the side of the road, or wandering around the Dragon Kiln, Grandpa Yang was so angry that he kicked him out, Uncle Zheng is still a part-time janitor on the east side of the town, he is a good man .”

Zheng Dafeng's eyes lit up, "The girl's surname is Wei? Wei compiled the three best Wei? What a surname! What's more, there is a sentence written in an ancient book long ago, 'It's a strong wind on a day, and more than ten Wei will be pulled out of the big trees in the sweet spring." Fate, by It can be seen that Miss Wei and I are really destined!"

Mrs. Wei was skeptical. Is there really such a book and such a sentence?

Li Huai pointed to the woodshed and said, "Uncle Zheng, I just heard from Shi Lingshan that Grandpa Yang left all the guys in the woodshed to me, and I don't have a place to put them. Why don't I send them to you? Come here." move?"

Zheng Dafeng has a yellow mud house on the easternmost side of the town.

The relationship with Shi Lingshan is not that good, but Li Huai always treats Zheng Dafeng as his own elder.

Zheng Dafeng said seriously: "This is the master's arrangement. If you dare to give it away, I dare not accept it."

Li Huai said: "Then let it go for now."

Zheng Dafeng nodded and smiled, "It's the best."

Li Huai asked, "Why are you here?"

Zheng Dafeng said: "A group of half-acquainted scholars came from Luopo Mountain. I am timid, so I let Daoist Xianwei deal with the guests."

Li Huai asked suspiciously, "What?"

Zheng Dafeng didn't want to say more about it, and asked, "Where is that Nen Taoist?"

Li Huai said: "He ran to Tongyezhou, saying that Chen Pingan personally invited him to come out of the mountain to do a big event that would not be possible without him."

Zheng Dafeng said helplessly: "Do you really believe it?"

Li Huai said with a smile: "Of course I don't believe it, it's just that this kind of bragging doesn't make a draft, what's the real thing, just listen to it."

Zheng Dafeng gave a thumbs up, "A broad heart can accommodate blessings."

Li Huai asked, "Where are the people from Sudian?"

Zheng Dafeng said: "She has gone on a long journey. Thanks to you, she can benefit from your honor and find a senior brother. There are people in the court who are good at being officials. When she travels around the rivers and lakes, she has a senior brother from the same school who has already made a name for herself as a backer. It’s easy to gain a foothold in a foreign land.”

Li Huai asked suspiciously, "What does it have to do with me when Sudian is looking for senior brother?"

Zheng Dafeng laughed and said: "What is God saying, it is so predestined, it makes sense."

On the other side of the mountain gate of Luoba Mountain.

After Taoist Xianwei saw the faces of those scholars clearly, the second gatekeeper of Luopo Mountain began to swing his legs.

look familiar! It's so familiar! After all, the identity of a Taoist priest is false, and he has never been granted a talisman, but his age is serious and he has read the books of sages for many years.

How can it not be familiar? Confucian temples in various counties and counties of countries and counties on a continent, the land of the capital, the number of statues hanging in the Confucian temples is more, seventy-two sages are all in place, the scale of Confucian temples in local counties is small, and there are few hanging statues. Most of them are the most holy teachers, li sages, sub-sages and literary sages, and there are ten more portraits as usual, which are called the ten philosophers of the Confucian Temple.

The four scholars in front of me came to the foot of the mountain hand in hand today, Xianwei immediately recognized their identities.

The cotton-robed scholar with a water ladle hanging from his waist.

Daolin, whose name is Ranjun, is the head of the seventy-two sages enshrined in the Haoran Confucian Temple. Legend has it that this person was the first Confucian sage to have the natal character.

That burly man with a high crown was wearing an iron sword.

Zhou Guo, with correct characters, is rumored to be among the disciples, the one who has served the most holy teacher for the longest time, and traveled the world with the most holy teacher, so that the "Taoists" in ancient times did not dare to speak evil words.

Min Wen, the words help each other. The character is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, enters Taoism with filial piety, and is good at "literature".

Lihou, whose name is Jujing. He can speak eloquently, govern the country well, and make money wisely. He is respected as the ancestor of Confucian businessmen by scholars of later generations. The most holy teacher once praised it as "poetry" that can be spoken with. And Li Hou is recognized as the most respected disciple of the most holy teacher, and there may be no one. If Zhou Guo, who is martial and brave, would say to his husband, "Why study and then learn", Li Hou would say "My husband's knowledge is unreachable, just like the sky is unreachable."

Probably because Li Hou is good at merchants and merchants. Among the disciples of the most holy master, he is relatively the most involved in the world. The deeds and praises circulated in the later books are the most. It is said that he is the best scholar who combines what he has learned with words and deeds. .

These four scholars who seem to have stepped out of the picture scrolls of the Confucian Temple are all proud students of the most holy teacher, and they are all among the ten philosophers of the Confucian Temple.

However, you are poor and happy, and you respect the rich and are polite.

The way of civil and martial arts does not fall to the ground, but depends on people. The text is in Minwen, and the martial arts is upright.

Li Hou laughed and said, "We won't be treated as liars again, right?"

It turned out that after they arrived in Huaihuang County, they didn't go to the nearby Piyun Mountain or Luopo Mountain. Instead, they made a temporary trip to Dali Capital City first, because they wanted to go to the Renyun Yiyun Building and then go there as a Spring Hill Academy, the predecessor of Cliff Academy.

I never thought that at the entrance of that alley, someone blocked the way, and finally said that the way is blocked, everyone please go back.

The old immortal teacher named Liu Jia and his disciple Zhao Duanming muttered to each other, and the old Yuanying suddenly became angry. It turned out that every time my disciples saw a scholar, they said they recognized one, and they were all sages accompanying the statues hanging in the Confucian Temple. Zhao Duanming swore that he would not be wrong. At first Liu Jia was shocked and flustered, but after hearing it, the old immortal master became annoyed. Are all the liars in the capital so rampant now? If it is said that only one of the legendary sages who accompanied the sacrifice came, Liu Jia would believe it if he could not say it. There were at most two, and the old man would inevitably have to murmur, not sure if it was true or not, but if he said that four came in one breath, then he would hesitate. What, and all of them are the first-class sages among the ten priests of Haoran Confucian Temple... This is a bit too much!

You guys, do you think I, Liu Jia, is a three-year-old child, so easy to deceive? !

The group of four who had been rejected from the door looked at each other and smiled, but they turned and left without explaining anything.

The old immortal master still said with emotion over there, it is really a deteriorating world and people's hearts are not old, and the current scholars are insulting to the gentlemen!

The boy couldn't help but say, Master, what if they didn't lie, is it true?

The old immortal master Nianxu pondered for a moment, then carefully asked his disciple, "Is it not possible?"

In the end, the old man stopped worrying about the truth and smiled freely. If they were really them, then Cui Guoshi's half-truth and half-false joke back then would be fulfilled.

Since I got what I wanted, I can really see those ancient people in the books, the monks on the top of the mountain who never show their faces easily, and Liu Jia will not be here to guard the gate in the future.

It's just that before leaving the alley, I have to say thank you to the embroidered tiger.

The old man looked back at the slightly quiet and deserted alley, as if he saw an old scholar in green shirt with snow-white temples, holding some peanuts in one hand, accidentally picked up one and threw it into his mouth, chewing carefully, slowly And go, think about your own thoughts, the state is the world's affairs. Alone, walking on the worldly road with no one around, it seems that he never pays attention to self-cultivation and family, but he can govern the country and the world.

Taoist Xianwei would not doubt their identities.

Since they dared to come to Luopo Mountain, they considered their identities real.

Duan Zheng wondered, "It's him?"

The elder brother has already given the answer, the cotton-robed scholar, and the Taoist priest took the lead in saluting.

The other three scholars bowed to the Taoist priest in a solemn manner.

After all, ten thousand years ago, if there was no such person who took the lead in opening the way, I am afraid that the world ten thousand years from now would not be like this.

Xianwei, the gatekeeper with the wooden hairpin on his head, returned a Taoist Jishou in a daze.

When Chen Pingan appeared beside him, Xian Wei felt relieved immediately, it turned out that they were the ones bowing to the mountain master to salute.

On the steps of the mountain road of Jise Peak, the boy in Tsing Yi was dragged by Chen Qingliu to sit here, and did not go to the foot of the mountain to entertain guests.

Xin Ji'an, who had just returned to Luoba Mountain from a previous trip, sat beside him.

Squatting far away was a notation editor from Luoluo Mountain. The white-haired boy was extremely excited. Today's page on the top of the chronicle is enough!

Chen Lingjun always felt that the group of guests at the foot of the mountain looked a little unfamiliar, as if he had seen them before, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them.

Chen Lingjun bumped his good brother with his elbow, and asked softly, "Your friend?"

Chen Qingliu smiled and said, "I can't afford to climb high."

Chen Lingjun said: "My master has gone down the mountain to welcome the guests in person. I'm sitting here with you. Isn't it outrageous?"

Chen Qingliu sneered and said, "You're not a scholar, what can you do there, what do you want to chat with?"

Chen Lingjun was not happy, and said: "You have always regarded yourself as a gentleman, why don't you join in the fun, at least you can get a familiar face."

Chen Qingliu said with a smile: "I have long passed the time when I need to introduce who I am to someone."

Xin Ji'an nodded and smiled and said, "Since the first day you left your hometown, Daoyou Chen has secretly set a rule for yourself, never to participate in the boring wine party where you need to introduce your name to others. It seems that the only exception is See that Mohist expert?"

Because Chen Lingjun was sitting next to him, Xin Ji'an did not reveal the real identity of the master, that he was the great son of the Mo family.

Chen Qingliu nodded, "If I remember correctly, that is the only exception. It's just because he has a saying that is deeply in my heart, 'If the original is turbid, the flow will not be clear, and if you don't believe in it, your name will be lost.'"

Chen Lingjun automatically ignored the bragging content, and asked curiously: "Brother Zhuoliu, you were born in a certain blessed land? Isn't it a native of Beiju Luzhou?"

Chen Qingliu showed a look of nostalgia, nodded and said: "Actually, I come from a blessed land without an owner in Liuxiazhou."

Xin Ji'an asked: "I forgot to ask, where is that Miss Xie now?"

Back then when she traveled with them to the Hanging Mountains, she always regarded herself as a maidservant, and her fist skills were extremely heavy.

Chen Qingliu said with a smile: "When things were done, we parted ways. She and my disciples were on the wrong track, so she went to the Western Buddhist Kingdom. It's true that I haven't heard from her for a long time."

Chen Lingjun became more and more curious, and asked in a low voice: "Among your disciples, is there any one surnamed Zheng who likes to wear white clothes when going out, is quite tall, and looks like he is not short of money."

Chen Qingliu nodded and said: "It's my great disciple who opened the mountain. His surname is indeed Zheng. He has done well in Zhongtu Shenzhou. As for the rest of them, they are not successful."

Like Han Qiaose, Liu Daochun and the like, when they see themselves, they still have the face to call Master?

Chen Lingjun immediately felt relieved. In this way, it was considered impolite to call the other party nephew Zheng.

It's just that I really can't figure out one thing, why at the foot of the mountain, the old scholar and the big white goose seemed to have a good chat with that nephew Zheng Shi? Just being polite?

Chen Qingliu sneered, "That kid surnamed Zheng is so smart, I didn't dare to teach him swordsmanship back then, lest the apprentices starve to death master."

Chen Lingjun patted Chen Qingliu's arm, and persuaded him: "The brothers are all brothers of our own family, and they know each other well, so don't talk about these things outside the wine table, so you don't have time to spare."

After being listened to by Kong Hou, who was the notation editor of Luobashan Mountain, who cocked her tail every day, she would laugh at herself for finding a few friends who were unreliable in doing things and speaking out of tune, wouldn't it be embarrassing.

The white-haired boy was amazed, does this count as knowing the bottom line?

Daoist Jingqing, do you really know who is that Mr. Xin who you got two copybooks but said that "the handwriting is not bad, the lyrics are not bad, and he looks quite imposing"?

Chen Lingjun suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and in order to be careful in sailing for ten thousand years, he put his hand over his mouth and asked, "You tell me the truth from the bottom of your heart, that nephew Zheng, who can it be?"

Chen Qingliu laughed and said, "Then who is that? Because the surname is Zheng and he likes to wear white clothes, so it's that Zheng Juzhong from Baidi City?"

Chen Lingjun laughed loudly, raised his hand and slapped Chen Qingliu on the head, "It's a pity that we brothers don't go to the bridge to make money by storytelling."

Xiao Mo in a yellow hat and blue shoes, and a girl in a sable hat appeared aside, and then they all sat on the steps casually.

Just now at the Sword Worshiping Platform, Xie Gou and Xiao Mo promised that they would not be awkward with those visitors, and that they would be friendly when they met.

In fact, Xie Gou has his own little thoughts. Since there are some bad faces, there are also bad faces, which makes sense.

But when Xiao Mo agreed without much hesitation, and didn't even say hello to Chen Pingan in advance, Xie Gou's heart softened. She was not afraid that Chen Shanzhu, the host, would make life difficult, but she was not willing to make things difficult for Xiao Mo.

On the steps of the mountain road, sitting in a row, from left to right, is the white-haired boy holding a pen and book, Xie Gou, who is yawning with one hand on his chin, Xiaomo, who is laying his green bamboo stick across his knees, curious and warm tree Chen Lingjun, who didn't show up for that stupid girl, Chen Qingliu, who was patting his knees with both hands, and Xin Ji'an, who was relaxed. A while later, Zhu Lian came here with the girl in pink skirt and sat beside Xin Ji'an.

Reminded by Chen Pingan's heartfelt voice, Wei Bo hastily rushed to Luopo Mountain from the reading place in Piyun Mountain.

If Chen Pingan hadn't said it beforehand, Wei Bo wouldn't have believed it.

Wei Shanjun bowed to those scholars and saluted, feeling agitated and unable to calm down for a long time. In a trance, dreams come true.

The cotton-robed scholar with a water ladle hanging on his waist said with a smile: "It is good to go out at night holding a candle in the dark. Weishan Junshen's night tour is well deserved."

Wei Bo was slightly astonished, silent for a moment, and immediately said in a deep voice: "What Mr. Big said is very true, and this little god is thinking about it!"

Chen Ping was speechless for a moment. Dare I persuade you so much before, Mr. Wei Shan, are you sleepwalking?