Sword of Coming

Chapter 127: Vision

/p> Wei Jinxiao asked: "Who are you the one?"

The young swordsman's face is not very good-looking. I wonder if you can't say a name to the seniors of Aliang?

He said to Wei Jin: "Slightly wait."

The young swordsman turned to the female ghost attached to the plaque, frowning: "Mr. Chu, this is the end of the matter, can you come up with a little sincerity?"

The ghost of the soul hidden in the golden plaque nodded, and then the sky was gradually disappearing. This is a sign that the landscape of the mountains and waters dissipated, and the nature is similar to that of the people of the city.

She was ignorant, and also heard of the legendary deeds of this person. She was born in the line of the Mohist Ranger, and with a prominent Zongmen giant, after being cast in the Song Dynasty, she was immediately regarded as a guest by the Dalai Emperor. As one of the gatekeepers of Dagu Jingcheng, it is one of the key figures in the earthquake. It is said that when there is an empty space, it will travel to the Quartet alone. Every time there are mountains and rivers, it will be turned into its own sword.

As a result, the ritual Langzhong and the embroidered river water **** appeared on the street, and they cautiously punched the young swordsman. The latter nodded and gestured, which shows that the person is in a detached position.

The yin **** also stood by Chen Pingan, and he was so angry that he almost did not want to repair it. He also decided to interrupt the mountain root here. He had to break with the female ghost of the wedding dress. Once the mountain roots were broken, it meant The amulet of the female ghost no longer exists, and will completely lose the confidence to compete with those ten monks.

In the plaque, a piece of elongate arm was stretched out, and the wedding dress on the ground was swaying to the forehead. When the female ghost was drilled from the plaque, she put on the wedding dress. The previous body was Shenxiantai. The two swords of the Wei and Jin Dynasties were cut into four. Even if she was in danger of falling into the front line, she still did not forget to maintain the integrity of the wedding dress. It was enough to see the cherishment of the wedding dress, almost konjac obsession.

After the female ghost landed, she accidentally saw the bookcases behind the children, her eyes changed instantly, and her anger rose. Although she tried her best to suppress it, the female ghosts were different.

The young swordsman sighed and looked at the sandals and teenagers who had a side in the embroidered river ferry. The tone was sincerely pleading: "Can you please put away three book boxes first, this lady’s resentment against the readers? It was the crux of her abandoning the landscape and the gods. The reason for this is really hard to say. Chen Pingan, I only hope that you can open the net and see that it has not caused a big mistake. This grievance has been revealed. How to ?"

The young swordsman thought about it and smiled: "If you can, just allow me to show a blind eye."

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Yes."

Soon, three small green booklets disappeared into the eyes of everyone. Of course, if the practicing spirits stared at them, they would show their original shape.

The young swordsman finally looked back at Wei Jin, the youngest Shangwujian monk in Dongbao Pingzhou, and it was still the sword repair that could be pulled up.

The upper five worlds of the year of no doubt, no matter what continent they are placed on, even if it is the vast land of Shenzhou, it is just enough to be heard.

The Fengxue Temple Wei Jin, Da Yu Song Chang Jing, in the "young" generation of the monks on the mountain, is a well-deserved North and South Shuangyu, now a broken open ten-sword sword repair eleven, one reaches the legendary martial arts end Ten Realms, of course, did not disappoint.

The two people "one article, one Wu", the future achievements are all limitless.

The young swordsman smiled and asked: "I don't know if Wei Jianxian rushed to Daxie. Besides solving the storm, can there be other ideas?"

Bai Yijian, who has been walking as a knight in the rivers and lakes, smiled and asked: "If there is no other idea, how will it be, and what will happen?"

The young swordsman made a straightforward statement: "If you only visit the scenery, except for a few forbidden places, the other places welcome Wei Jianxian. If you don't dislike it, you are willing to accompany you. If you are tempted by the big situation, you will have a plot, then you will block it. Here, try to see Wei Jianxian's flying sword, how fast it is."

The Wei and Jin Dynasties put away the famous sword named High Candle, hanging the waist side. "In the Wind and Snow Temple, I have always respected the Master. It is just because of various reasons that I have never been masked. After the message of the Taiping card from Dongtian, he took over a task and escorted the children to the wilderness gate of the Datun border. He only met a senior swordsman named Aliang in the middle of the road and pointed me to some swordsmanship. Only then did this opportunity to retreat, so I am going north, you don't have to worry about anything."

On the opposite side of the young swordsman who was extremely stunning in the sword, Wei Jinben was an open-minded character. He did not regard his slightly blunt posture as a provocation, but instead said: "If you want to learn swordsmanship I was very happy. I thought that this treasure house in my hometown had no need to continue to travel. I listened to many of Aliang’s comments about the outside, and I really wanted to go over the mountain and take a look at Aliang. Experienced places, truly licking your own kendo."

Just because I have traveled through many places and seen many people, Wei Jin has become more aware of the value of the word "persistence".

The blind old man couldn’t insert his mouth at all, and he didn’t have the courage to speak.

A well-known wind and snow temple Wei Jin, is enough to make this side door suffocate.

The five-level monk, in Dongbao Pingzhou, is a rare phoenix. It is necessary to know that the ten-day monks are already the pillars of a country. All of them are the emperors of the kings who suppress the national movement. One is not the dragon to see the end, but it can open the mountain Lizong's existence, a Baoliangzhou, the dynasty is standing, but the ancestral suffix of the Xianjia Mansion, there are several? There are only a handful!

Wei Jin and his hands clenched his fists and said to the young swordsman: "There will be a period later."

The young swordsman is also a fist to return to the ceremony. "I hope that in the future, I will be able to hear the news about you from the overhanging mountain."

The two men looked at each other with a smile.

The white head is as new as it is, and it is the same.

Chen Pingan whispered: "Go."

Li Baobo, Li Wei and Lin Shou nodded a little.

The blind old road gnawed his teeth and raised his courage and cautiously asked: "This fairy teacher, there are two disciples in the path, Mrs. Chu... stay in the government to be a guest, can you let the trail go with you? The path is only afraid of the apprentices being rough and stubborn. I will accidentally break the rules of Mrs. Chu..."

The young swordsman turned to the wedding gown and said: "Mr. Chu, can you let go?"

The wedding dress female nodded and said: "Since the adults have spoken, how can they not dare?"

The hidden Beijing gatekeeper, who pushed the sword out of the sheath, could block the third sword of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. There were multiple weights, and the female ghosts knew it well. In short, she could not compete. Even if she was at the peak of her time, it would be meaningless to sit on the shelter of the mountains and waters.

What's more, she can't count on the real tenths, and the strange swordsman from the Mohist heroes, Tian knows whether it will be the same as the Wei Jin, is the land of the eleventh.

She was a little annoyed and looked at the young girls. If none of them couldn’t get a lantern, and they saw their abominable appearance, how could she fall into the current miserable situation, not to mention that she had smashed the sword. The two swords of the Wei and Jin Dynasties almost even broke the water of the mountain.

Wei Jin took the white donkey and said to Chen Ping’s group of people: "Where are we going?"

Chen Pingan certainly has no opinion.

There is an extra-study team of land-swordsmen, so they leave slowly.

Li Baowan came to Chen Pingan, "Little Master."

Chen Pingan whispered softly: "What happened?"

Li Baobo smiled, "Nothing!"

Chen Pingan licked her head.

The young girl of the red cotton jacket walked alongside Chen Ping. In fact, she missed her big brother.

The wedding dress female ghosts waved their hands and pulled the lame boy and the round-faced girl out of the garden and threw them around the blind person.

After that, her eyes lingered in one direction, just as the wedding dress female ghost saw the sight of the sandals boy looking back.

Both sides look at each other.

Young eyes are indifferent.

The wedding dress female ghost in a flash, did not come from some heart.

Only she soon felt absurd and ridiculous, quickly regained her sight, no longer wasting time on an ordinary boy, and she was wondering why she was so suspicious.

After waiting for her ghosts to look again, the sandals and teenagers have already turned away from her, and naturally fell to the end of the team.

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The four major surnames of Taoye Lane in Fulu Street are only the competition for the more than 30 dragon kiln kiln. For thousands of years, they have been full of intrigue, and there is no lack of blood, but now it has become Longquan County, opening its doors. I have to hold a group, but in private, who is not in contact with the Daxie court and the Xianjia forces who bought the hills?

There are some rumors that there is nothing wrong with the outside. In fact, one street and one lane are not taken seriously. For example, one of the four surnames, Li Lin’s Long Linfeng, with Mr. Li Baodai’s husband, the cliff-side mountain master’s sudden ending, More like a joke. In contrast, several young scholars, including Zhao Wei, these young people who are really expected to become gods on the mountain, are the big family of the town. However, the second son of Li’s family, Xiao Li Li Baozhen, who is among the big and small li, heard that he had met a noble person in Beijing. He became a supervisor of the Guozi, and followed the famous scholar Liu Wenhu to study the "great ceremony", causing a small wave in the town. .

As for Li Hong’s eldest son, the impression of all the elders on Fulu Street is the nerdy who read the stupid reading, while the young girl Li Baowan is the little crazy girl who has never been home since childhood. In addition, there is nothing surprising, but Li Baozhen, still a little hope of shining.

In the Li family's study room, a young man with a bleak look gave a letter from Dagu Jingcheng to his father Li Hong.

Li Hong smiled and said: "Bao Hao, like his sister, would rather send you this big brother than send himself to her mother."

The young man smiled bitterly and whispered: "What you write on the letter, you have to be mentally prepared."

Li Hong's face instantly dipped, and after taking out the stationery, he roughly looked at the greetings before. The more he came back, the more gloomy his eyes were. The man got up and lit an oil lamp, put it in the pen wash, burned the book a little bit. The ashes slowly fell within the delicate brush of the plum color, and the man used two words to make a final conclusion for his son's work: "Noisy."

Li Hong asked: "What do you think about this matter? Do you want to follow your brother's suggestion, and drop Zhuhe Zhulu's father and daughter's ancestors to our Li family's ancestral home, cut through the county, and help raise them as civilians?"

If Zhu’s father and daughter successfully changed their household registration, they crossed out from the servants of Li’s servant in Fulu Street, Longquan County, and obtained the status of civilians. From then on, the descendants did not need to be slaves for generations, and they could not be described by using carp jumping dragon gates. . It’s just that the prime minister’s seven-seat official, who is better or worse, looks at the level of the person who has left the Ruan Ji. It’s only a generation of aunts. Of course, it’s more secure to rely on the big tree. If you really learn it, it’s natural to be self-reliant. have a future.

The young man smiled bitterly: "Hey, you already have an idea."

Li Hong leaned back and leaned back on the back of the chair with his hands on his temples. "But I still want to hear your opinion. A family, no one can think of wealth and danger."

The young man sat quietly and his eyes were bright. "The really tricky place is that no matter which side is biased, it will cause another person to have a barrier to the family. Therefore, Baodi did not do it right this time. Baodi insisted on his own way and did not give himself and It’s not right for the family to leave the road. It’s not good to do this. It’s not right for the boy who is called Chen Ping’s mud bottle.

Li Hong eyes look at this eldest son complexly. "What kind of temper is Baozi? You don't know what you are doing as a brother? I know that it is such a dilemma. Why didn't you go with him to Beijing?"

The young man has no choice but to say: "Grandpa retreats, the bottle is away from home, and the situation in the town is now overwhelming. It is the key period that determines the future trend of the major families. It is not allowed for us to be black. I am not at ease, even if I am not at ease. If you want to go, you have to wait for the situation here to be clear. It is not good, and the imperial examination can be put aside."

Hearing the old words in front of him, Li Hong nodded slightly, waiting for the eldest son to say the last sentence, Li Hong suddenly blinked, straight up, screaming: "Absolutely not! The Imperial Examination is a top priority." The national policy is no less than the imperial court's appeal to the mountain forces! Li Baozhen is more impatient than your character. Before leaving home, although in front of me and your grandfather, after leaving the town, he has to behave in a manner to act with enthusiasm. Fortunately, the soldiers are in danger, but as a result, it is not the first time to come and play, so it can only be played by him. As a result, if you delay the imperial examination, it will mean slowing down the family's footsteps for at least three years!"

The young man will say a word to his lips and swallow it back.

As long as you say it, it means that he and his brother are not too good relations, they will fall to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and even repair the possibility of seamless repair.

Moreover, it makes no sense, because in the depths of the heart, it does not deny the younger brother’s wealth.

On the wrong road, I have been working hard for three years, and on the right road, I have been squatting for three years. It is self-evident that the difference between the two will affect the two generations in the next 30 years.

After walking out of the study, the young man walked alone in the spacious and elegant gallery, and he suddenly heard the sound of a string of wind chimes.

He closed his eyes and leaned his head, listening to the ethereal sound of the cymbal, whispering: "There are too many smart people, not good."

Qing shirt reader, named Li Xisheng.

(End of this chapter)