Sword of Coming

Miyagi Island.

In the water prison.

The prisoner, dressed in plain white linen, was sitting cross-legged in a rather spacious prison, looking calm.

Outside the prison, stood an old monk from the Upper Fifth Realm from Tongye Continent. He was the original Tongye Sect ancestor who went to sea to kill the big monster with Jiang Shangzhen, the leader of the Taiping Mountain Sect and Jade Sect. Now he has switched to the Yu Gui Sect, and he has also taken away an important treasure from the Tong Ye Sect's ancestral hall, which almost caused a war between the Tong Ye Sect and the Yu Gui Sect. Fortunately, Xun Yuan, the old leader of the Yu Gui Sect, came to the door in person and sat down with the leader of the Eleventh Realm Sword Immortal, the Tong Ye Sect, for a good talk. After the talk, the Tong Ye Sect did not continue to pursue the case. Presumably, the Yu Gui Sect gave him compensation. of.

The old monk's name is Zhou Fenglu, and he is the person who is in charge of selecting the site for the next sect of Yu Gui Sect. As for whether he is pitiful for the vanguard, the key depends on the final candidate for the sect leader, whether he is the one who has worked hard and accomplished, or the one who has already mastered the cloud cave. Jiang Shangzhen, the bastard of Blessed Land.

The reason why Zhou Fenglu did not directly kill Liu Zhimao was because he wanted to gain more credit, so that the small group of high-ranking old guys from Yu Guizong who secretly supported his rise could better convince the group of ancestors who were leaning toward Jiang Shangzhen. The elder is stubborn, and the Jade Gui Sect is certainly not monolithic. Many elders have been dissatisfied with Jiang Shangzhen, the junior who has been so popular for thousands of years.

This is Zhou Fenglu's opportunity.

Once he becomes the first sect leader of the next sect, he will be the first-class feudal official of the Yu Gui Sect. He can directly occupy a place in the ancestral hall of the Yu Gui Sect's main mountain, and the seats will be very forward, maybe sitting next to Jiang Shangzhen. , I believe that many old guys in Jade Guizong who don't want Jiang Shangzhen's family to dominate will be happy to see this happen, which can not only severely suppress Jiang's arrogance, but also disgust Jiang Shangzhen.

Zhou Fenglu looked displeased, "Liu Zhimao, this is the third time I've come to see you. Things only come in threes, do you understand?"

Liu Zhimao looked at him sideways, "We, the wild cultivators that you Genealogy Masters look down upon, are used to wild dogs digging for food, so we cannot be domestic dogs."

Zhou Fenglu sneered and said: "Take the initiative to contact Tan Yuanyi and seek refuge with the Song family in Dali. Isn't it the same as being a watchdog?"

Liu Zhimao chuckled and said: "Working for Da Li is just like being free-range, which is better than keeping countless people in captivity. Besides, what I can't stand the most in my life is your arrogant Genealogy Master."

Zhou Fenglu's face was gloomy, "Liu Zhimao, do you really think I don't dare to kill you? A Nascent Soul Earth Immortal is a big deal in your Aquarius Continent, but in our Tongye Continent, it's nothing." The death of cultivators in this realm is not uncommon. Unless a few Nascent Souls die every hundred years, Tongyezhou would feel embarrassed to say hello to the great monks from other continents. Can you, Aquarius Island, do that?"

Liu Zhimao laughed loudly, "Are you trying to scare me?"

Zhou Fenglu shook his head, "I'm really not trying to scare you. A person's patience is limited."

Liu Zhimao twitched his lips, "Don't you know, we wild dogs have been frightened again and again throughout our lives of practicing Buddhism? If we are frightened too much, we will either be frightened out of fear, or we will be like me, ghosts in the middle of the night. If you knock on the door, I will ask if you are here to do business with me. Why, you are already the sect leader of the Yugui Sect, and you can decide my life or death with one word? To say the least, even if you become the sect leader , shouldn’t we think more carefully about how to make the best use of a Nascent Soul wild cultivator? What if one day I suddenly enlighten and agree to be your offering? Aren’t you at a big loss? You are detaining me, a formation How many immortal coins can it cost? I can’t even figure out this account? How can I be the sect leader?"

Liu Zhimao's body's acupuncture points were entangled and restrained by water veins, especially the key acupoints that warmed and nourished the life objects, and were blocked by the water veins of Gongliu Island. He yawned, "I really think you guys, outsiders, can do this." Are you doing whatever you want in Aquarius Continent? Just because of your patience, I feel that your sect leader's throne is not stable. It can't be worse than me, the monarch of the Shu Jian Lake. I have to get up quickly before the chair is hot, and I have to stand up obediently. Let’s take the position. I really don’t believe that the fat does not go to outsiders. Yu Guizong is willing to hand over such a huge piece of fat to an outsider.”

Liu Zhimao actually began to teach the old monk in front of him, who had amazing combat power and a valuable treasure in his hand, "I'm not saying that you are Immortal Masters of Genealogy. You, just saying you have a tough mind, may not be as good as us wild cultivators. Isn’t it just relying on those superior Taoist teachings and sect inheritance that we can walk unimpeded? Leave those Taoist teachings to us, even if we all start from Earth Immortal, both parties spend the same time, Yexiu guarantees that we can You guys are making shit. Don’t believe it? Then give it a try? Anyway, you have betrayed Tongye Sect. The broken and broken rules of the Ancestral Master Hall are nothing. Why not teach Tongye Sect’s immortal method that can directly reach the upper five realms? To me? But do you dare?"

Liu Zhimao in the cage laughed unbridled.

Talking and laughing.

They are all heroic, but of course there are also some rogues.

Zhou Fenglu shook his head, "Liu Zhimao, I hope that next time we meet, when you become the head of the lower sect, you can still speak so forcefully."

Liu Zhimao hurriedly said: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. Even if we become the leader of the next sect, we can still chat. We Shanze Yexiu are not very good at character. We like to adapt to the wind."

Zhou Fenglu remained silent and left the water prison.

This Shu Jianhu Nascent Soul Wild Cultivator was really a piece of dog meat that could not be eaten, killed or eaten. Zhou Fenglu made up his mind that as long as he became the leader of the lower sect, he would kill Liu Zhimao on the same day and not talk nonsense with this wild cultivator.

After Zhou Fenglu returned to his residence.

The real owner of Gongliu Island, Liu Laocheng, walked into the bottom floor of the water prison. Along the way, the monks from the Yugui Sect pretended not to see him, neither saying hello nor trying to stop him.

Shujian Lake has three basic water veins with strong water transport. The remaining water veins are numerous but slender, fragmented and messy, and are divided up by the remaining thousands of island forces.

One of them is exclusively owned by Gongyanagi Island, and the water prison formation is used as the basis.

This is also the key to being able to easily suppress Liu Zhimao.

Qingxia Island also stole most of the water veins. Hengbo Mansion was the formation's eye. Unfortunately, it was destroyed and the water transport was dispersed. In vain, the group of earthly immortal monks on the vassal islands, such as Tian Hujun and Yu Hui, were advantaged.

The three large islands of Qingzhong, Tianmu and Lisu all share the last water vein of Shujian Lake.

After Liu Laocheng arrived at the bottom of the water prison, he immediately isolated a small world.

Liu Zhimao raised his head and frowned.

He wasn't very afraid of Zhou Fenglu, but he was still very afraid of Liu Laocheng, a senior from Shujian Lake.

Because Ye Xiu is always the most familiar with Ye Xiu.

Immortal Master Genealogy was at a loss for a while.

Liu Laocheng took out a scroll, shook it slightly, and spread it out. From the scroll, a smiling man walked out.

He walked to the prison, put his hands behind his back, bent down and looked at Liu Zhimao with squinted eyes, and asked: "I heard that you and Chen Ping'an are both enemies and friends, and I won't talk about him, but I heard Liu Laocheng said, Do you both agree that the other person is your half-confidant?"

This time it was Liu Zhimao's turn to be confused and did not answer the question, "Are you...Jade Guizong Jiang Shangzhen?"

The man said with a smile: "You answer my question first, and then I'll see if I want to answer your question. First come, first served. We still have to talk about the rules."

Liu Zhimao glanced at Liu Laocheng. On Zhou Fenglu's side, Liu Zhimao roughly knew Zhou Fenglu's bottom line after two previous "discussions", so he could delay it again and again, but facing this person who was most likely Jiang Shangzhen's Yu Guizong In my family, Liu Zhimao felt a little heavy for a moment and did not dare to speak carelessly. After thinking about it, he nodded and said: "Chen Ping'an and I will never be friends in our lives. No matter if I reach the upper five realms or if he has the ability to break up with me in the future. We may have another fight. But for now, Chen Ping'an and I are half-confidants, and we have had a few drinks together."

The man clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Based on this, Xiao Liu, and Lao Liu behind me, the three of us are friends on a grasshopper from now on!"

Liu Zhimao looked at Liu Laocheng again. The latter's expression and state of mind were both unchanged, and he did not give Liu Zhimao the slightest reminder.

The man smiled and said: "You guessed it right, I am that Jiang Shangzhen, the belated leader of the lower sect of Yugui Sect."

The man suddenly wiped his face, as miserable as a woman said: "I feel bitter in my heart. That stinky and shameless thing Zhou Fenglu almost ruined my good deeds. If Li Furui hadn't been smart enough, I would have fought so hard right now." Even if I die, I will kill that Zhou Fenglu, and then I will hold the old thief’s head and bow my head to apologize! When I think of this, I want to run and kowtow to Li Furui a few times. It doesn’t matter if I make her my godmother.”

Jiang Shangzhen gently beat his heart, with a sad look on his face, and cursed loudly: "I, Jiang Shangzhen, did not come to Shujian Lake to wipe my butt. The top priority is to reminisce with Chen Ping'an. Now, I am talking nonsense. Zhou Fenglu, an old man who failed in his success but failed in his affairs, would not regret his death. I just set up a few banquets at the Tongye Sect, but now that we are all my own, you still cheat me like this. You have sinister intentions. Damn it, it’s really Damn..."

Liu Zhimao was stunned.

Liu Laocheng's eyelids also trembled slightly. He had obviously learned from Jiang Shangzhen and was slightly better than Liu Zhimao, who seemed to have been struck by lightning.

Jiang Shangzhen suddenly restrained his words and smile, remained silent for a moment, and asked softly: "Liu Zhimao, let me ask you on behalf of Zhou Fenglu, are you willing to be a worshiper of the lower sect of Yu Guizong?"

Liu Zhimao hesitated.

In an instant, Liu Laocheng nodded slightly to him.

Liu Zhimao took a deep breath and nodded gently, "Okay."

Then he found a green willow leaf hovering just between his eyebrows.

Jiang Shangzhen snapped his fingers and said with a playful smile: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes, Liu Zhimao. From now on, you will be the third seat enshrined in my sect, Liu Laocheng, Zhou Fenglu, Liu Zhimao. But I hope you After reaching the upper fifth realm, you can help me kill Zhou Fenglu, no matter what method is used. I can promise you now that the next sect can lend you the Jade Gui Sect's mountain-holding treasure that Zhou Fenglu holds for a hundred years. As long as you have enough credit in the future, it is not difficult to borrow another hundred years. But if you fail to kill someone and are killed instead, no wonder I don't help you collect the body."

Liu Zhimao asked: "What about reaching the upper five realms?"

Jiang Shangzhen stretched out a thumb and pointed at himself, "What do I have? I just have money. Once you get to know me, you will definitely be able to help but pity me. Being too rich is really annoying."

Jiang Shangzhen lamented, "Not to mention your extremely poor wild cultivator from Aquarius Continent, even our Genealogy Immortal Master from the five realms on Tongye Continent doesn't know the troubles of being rich like me. It's very annoying. "

Liu Zhimao looked at Liu Laocheng again. Would he really not panic if he cooperated with such a person? Isn't it really safer to take a boat with Zhou Fenglu?

Liu Laocheng was expressionless.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m incomprehensible or because I’m scolding my mother in my heart.

The need to know about money is really the most heartbreaking thing for all the wild cultivators in the world.

Late spring.

The night was deep, and a secluded place in Shujian Lake was completely silent.

There was an old man standing by the lake. With a wave of his sleeve, he took out twenty-four bamboo slips. The words on the bamboo slips shone with golden light, and their brilliance was like the immortal moral articles of Confucian sages, which can compete with the sun and the moon.

The bamboo slips fell into the Shu slip lake.

Twenty-four bamboo slips, twenty-four solar terms.

In the entire lake of slips, only three people felt the emotion, and all of them felt palpitations.

Jiang Shangzhen, Liu Laocheng, Zhou Fenglu.

But even if the three of them flew into the air almost at the same time and looked around, they still couldn't detect any clues.

But in fact, the old master was right under their noses, but even the three upper-level five monks were still unable to see him.

However, prisoner Liu Zhimao, who had not yet left Gongliu Island, remembered something for no reason.

Bamboo Slips Lake was originally an ordinary place with little aura. A Confucian saint once traveled here from the Middle Earth and attained enlightenment. It resonated with heaven and earth and had a myriad of phenomena. Hence the name of the lake, Bamboo Slips. It was full of aura and would benefit future generations.

The old master stood by the lake and said with a smile: "Everyone in the world thinks this place is just a cesspit, but some people say that you are heroes of heaven and earth, and you are still awe-inspiring for thousands of years. So, what do you think?"

The lake ripples in waves, exuding eternal righteousness.

The old master smiled and said: "As an old master, I don't want you to be grateful to that little master. I don't need it. Scholars do things like this, not business. So I just want you to sacrifice your life for righteousness and die again in the future. Together with me, don’t let down this world where there is still salvation.”

The old master spread his hand, with four bamboo slips left on it, and said with a smile: "Of course, the young man also said that he is not a scholar for the time being, but just a bookkeeper, so we can discuss what to do next. .”

A fairy ferry in the middle of Aquarius Continent.

At the beginning of summer this year, a young man in a green shirt led his horse to a stop.

When I was seventeen years old, I went to Shujian Lake and spent New Year's Eve alone in the house at the entrance of Qingxia Island Mountain.

On New Year's Eve of the following year, I had a night chat around the fire with Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi at an inn in Shihao Kingdom.

Another year, on the way to meet Zeng Ye Ma Duyi, on the horseback, leisurely and bumpy, I spent New Year's Eve alone.

The next year, I went to the mountains south of Shujian Lake. On the way back, I, Gu Can, Zeng Ye, and Ma Duyi finally had a New Year's Eve dinner that could fill a dining table.

This year, at this moment, after leading the horse onto the ferry together, Chen Ping'an touched the jade hairpin on his bun. Unknowingly, he had already reached what Confucianism calls the golden age.

Then on the fifth day of May, Chen Pingan originally planned to ask for a table of sumptuous dishes from the Xianjia ferry, but he regretted it and took out the dry food and drank wine. He stood on the window sill and looked at the sea of ​​clouds to celebrate himself. Birthdays and even crowning ceremonies were all taken care of. After all, there was only one person in the family, and there were no elders or ancestral temples, so there was no need to pay attention to so many red tapes.

After swallowing the last mouthful of dry food and wine, Chen Ping'an had just burped. He had already put away his sword, and he felt that the sword behind him suddenly sank, as if it had changed from an object weighing several kilograms to an object in an instant. It weighed hundreds of kilograms, so much so that Chen Pingan stumbled backwards and fell to the ground with his sword.

Just a moment later, the sword fairy in the scabbard was still lifeless and without any movement. Chen Pingan tried to sit up, but nothing happened.

Chen Ping'an was a little puzzled, fearing that there was some plot or mystery. He sat at the table, pulled out the sword fairy, and looked at it for a long time, but there was nothing strange.

Chen Pingan thought it was the sword fairy that was causing trouble. After all, in the past six months, it had often been very mischievous. For example, one time he imitated the sword fairy and went to the sea of ​​clouds to enjoy the sunset, but it actually took care of itself. He ran away, causing Chen Ping'an to fall straight into the sea of ​​clouds. If it weren't for the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, he would have suffered a lot. He was just fighting with a handful of semi-immortal soldiers. How could he be reasonable? After that, Chen Pingan didn't dare to go to the sea of ​​clouds to see the scenery.

At this moment, the Sword Immortal Sword was unsheathed from Chen Ping'an's back, so much so that the entire Xianjia ferry swayed, and it hovered a foot above the floor.

It seemed that Chen Pingan was actively invited to step on it.

Chen Ping'an squatted down and discussed: "Don't do evil?"

The sword fairy remained motionless.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, then bargained: "If you leave me halfway, I may not be able to catch the ferry. Will you compensate me for that fairy money?"

The sword fairy swung back to the scabbard behind Chen Pingan.

Don't talk to Chen Ping'an anymore.

Chen Ping'an rubbed his chin, thinking of how he had defrauded an old gentleman of nearly 30 bamboo slips at the top of the mountain, and nodded: "I almost got into trouble again! I'm not messing around in vain!"