Sword comes

When they met on the top of the mountain, they introduced themselves to each other and looked at each other in their own way.

This Master Lin, the new number one martial artist in the world, is more like an elegant scholar who is well-read in poetry and books, and his introverted brilliance has reached perfection.

If Jiang She's momentum is like a solitary mountain in the world, then the demeanor of "Master Lin" of Yashan in front of him is like a silent stream.

The last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall is really young. Chen Qingdu's vision is still as sharp as ever and he is good at picking up bargains.

It was many years earlier than expected, and I didn't expect that the meeting place would be here.

Lin Jiangxian said with a smile: "New mountain top? As the host, did the hidden official use a trick to deceive people?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I'm afraid that the new throne will know about this in advance, and it won't be a surprise to return the favor to the wilderness in the future."

Lin Jiangxian laughed heartily and said, "That makes sense."

When the priests and hidden officials of the Sword Qi Great Wall met, their biggest common topic was, of course, that wild world.

Chen Pingan could clearly feel the other party's kindness and closeness.

Perhaps this is what is called a smile when we meet and become close friends.

At this moment, not far from the top of the mountain, ripples appeared on the cliff, and the barrier of the mountain road made a terrifying sound of silk tearing. A hand actually forcibly broke through the layers of restrictions, and a dull-looking woman slowly walked out, revealing a burly figure. When she stood still, the door behind her closed automatically. During this period, Chen Pingan wanted to set up more secret restrictions, but Lin Jiangxian said it didn't matter, it would be good to meet.

The tall woman introduced herself, "Xie Shiji, I am the maid of Master Qing. I am sorry for coming here uninvited."

The apology from the eleventh-level warrior was indeed unique.

Xie Shiji pulled the corner of his mouth, perhaps wanting to make his face look gentle, smiling, and apologetic. "Due to my status as a Yin God, I couldn't do anything to Jiang She, my master. I could only stand by and watch from beginning to end. Fortunately, with the help of Yin Guan, I had a very refreshing ending. I have to thank him in person, which is the proper etiquette. I will thank Chen Yin Guan, say a few words, and then leave."

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything polite and waited for what was to come.

Xie Shiji said: "If Chen Yinguan and my master have a dispute over the Great Dao in the future, I will not repay the favor, and I will still punch him when I have to."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I understand."

Xie Shiji continued with the second sentence, "Besides that, let Chen Yinguan instigate and kill two people. It doesn't matter who he kills."

Although Chen Ping'an did not ask, he couldn't help wondering why there were two chances.

Xie Shiji grinned and said, "Before my master attained enlightenment, he often said a catchphrase: There are only bad things that happen alone in the world, and there are no good things that don't happen in pairs."

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly, "It seems that I will have to repeat this sentence a few more times when I encounter trouble in the future."

Xie Shiji, who was usually taciturn, rarely wanted to say a few words to anyone, so he clasped his fists and said, "Farewell, I wish you good luck, a happy marriage, and a son soon."

There was no intention of joking. She considered herself to be dull and not well-educated, so uttering these festive words was already very difficult for her.

Chen Pingan smiled brightly, clasped his hands together, and said, "I also wish Master Xie a happy martial arts..."

Lin Jiangxian coughed, reminding Chen Yinguan that things were different now. There were no taboos in chatting about practicing Taoism in the mountains, but if he mentioned things like martial arts fortune in the mountain, he had to be cautious.

Chen Pingan paused for a moment, and still wished Xie Shiji prosperity in martial arts.

Xie Shiji said, "We are compatible. Add one more time."

It was probably as Xian Cha said, young people were still thin-skinned. Chen Pingan said, "Master Xie, if you can kill the fifth-level monster in the wilderness, it will count as one time."

Xie Shiji frowned and asked, "Really?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Really."

Xie Shiji said: "Then there are only two more times left."

Collecting his thoughts, Xie Shiji left the mountaintop and returned to a demon clan in the heart of the wilderness.

She was at the ruins of the old ancestral hall, and under her feet was a head with its eyes open. It was a demon cultivator who did not have time to reveal his true form. She increased her force a little, and the head exploded on the spot.

The entire Zong-shaped Immortal Mansion that she had completely cleared out was filled with corpses of demons, piles of bones, and blood flowing down the mountain like streams.

Next to him was an old man with a gaunt face, wearing a long blue gown and with his hands behind his back, he asked calmly, "How was the conversation?"

Xie Shiji said: "That's right. Although he was seriously injured, his body is weak but his energy is strong and his mind is complete. He will definitely be able to stand firm on the top of the mountain."

Chen Qingliu didn't really care who was standing on the top of the mountain, or who the title of the new ancestor of martial arts belonged to. He smiled and said, "These beasts have clearly been to Haoran World, but they haven't even heard of the name 'Qingzhu'."

Xie Shiji nodded and said, "Damn it."

Chen Qingliu said: "Senior sister and she were once in the same Lotus World. Have you ever fought against each other?"

Xie Shiji shook her head and said, "I have never heard of her during my travels around the world."

Chen Qingliu said, "Let's go to a place with more spiritual energy. I don't believe that in such a vast wilderness, no one has ever heard of the word 'Qingzhu'."

Xie Shiji grinned and said, "If we go to a few more hilltops, everyone in the wilderness should know the master's Taoist name."

Chen Qingliu smiled and stopped calling her "senior sister" and said, "Big fool."

Xie Shiji and Lin Jiangxian have both reached the eleventh realm and come here to "pay homage" to the new master of the mountain, which is a bit like the provincial governors coming to the capital to report on their work.

Of course, whether Chen Pingan meets them or not depends on his mood.

Lin Jiangxian asked: "How do we set up this place? Or the old rules?"

Chen Pingan thought for a moment and said, "The figures of Lin Jiangxian and Xie Shiji will remain on the top of the mountain for a long time."

As the words came true, two figures stood on the top of the mountain.

Just as Chen Pingan was speaking, three more warriors on the mountaintop almost simultaneously entered the eleventh realm of martial arts. Each of them condensed their figures on the mountaintop, with a mustard seed mind attached to them.

In the Savage World, there is a female warrior who is one of the new great demons on the throne. She has a beautiful face, white skin, extremely scarlet lips, and no eyebrows.

Her eyes wandered for a while, and finally she noticed something strange on the top of the mountain, as if there was a wall between them, and the two sides were "looking at each other".

In the world of Qingming, the warriors of Runyue Peak worked hard. He had no intention of exploring, and quickly put away his mind and left this place.

Haoran Tianxia, ​​the Great Duan Dynasty of the Central Earth Shenzhou, the national teacher Pei Bei, and the sword. She didn't look for anyone, but walked to the edge of the cliff and looked into the distance, just enjoying the scenery for a while.

They each left the top of the mountain, and the martial arts incarnations they left behind still had some differences in levels. Only Lin Jiangxian was most obviously superior to his peers.

Different from the fourteenth realm where victory or defeat is easy but life or death is difficult to determine, even if they have both reached the eleventh realm of martial arts, as long as they fight and completely let go of their hands and feet without holding back, it will be a sure thing that the one with the better punch will survive and the one with the inferior punch will die.

From the first realm of martial arts to the mountain top realm, plus the third realm of the ultimate state of energy, return to the truth and the divine, a circle of twelve warriors appeared on the top of the mountain. They were all the strongest beings in a certain realm and level of martial arts at the moment.

The Haoran World, the Qingming World, the Lotus World, the Wild World, and the Five-Colored World all have their warriors who have reached the top as the strongest.

Chen Pingan couldn't help laughing when he saw the two of them.

Cao Ci, who has reached the first level of the Ultimate Divine Realm, and Pei Qian, the founding disciple who has reached the first level of the Return to Truth Realm.

In addition, there was a face of a sixth-level warrior who looked somewhat familiar. She was a young woman from the Five Colors World Summer Palace.

The positions at the lower levels of martial arts change quite quickly, and every change in a warrior's appearance and figure means a change in the strongest warrior in a certain realm in the world.

As strong as Lin Jiangxian is, he still cannot see the avenue scene in Chen Pingan's vision.

Threads and threads, hundreds of millions of threads on the earth, of varying thickness, like incense sticks rising into the sky, have found that strand of pure true qi. The luck of the warriors on earth has all gathered in the sky above their respective worlds, creating a vast and dense sea of ​​martial luck clouds, with golden light streams that are dazzling. There are also five long rivers of martial luck, starting from the sea of ​​clouds and coming to this place outside the sky. It turns out that the high mountain under their feet is accumulated by martial luck. Every martial artist who has broken through the realm and received the word "strongest" will receive a gift. When the martial luck returns to the human world, one cloud of their own martial luck clouds will descend, and the other four worlds will also each separate one, vast and boundless, like "congratulations", and this great way will circulate endlessly.

But outside the circle formed by these twelve people, there are twelve positions corresponding to the realms.

These positions symbolize the new martial arts in the world and the highest achievements of each realm and level "everywhere in history".

For example, the first-level warriors in the two circles ahead and behind are both Pei Qian. If she breaks through and enters the first level of the Divine Realm, and there are other warriors at the first level of the Return to the Realm who will surpass Pei Qian in the future, they will be replaced by that warrior. Chen Pingan looked at the heights of the two "Cao Ci" and wondered if anyone would be able to reach a higher level in the future? It was uncertain.

Martial artists in the third realm of body refining have the most frequent breakthroughs, so their martial luck naturally rises and falls more often. Martial artists in the same realm have become different characters. For pure martial artists in the two realms of Qi refining and spirit refining, the situation is much more stable.

Chen Pingan recorded those "appearances" one by one in the book, came back to his senses, and asked: "How long can Master Lin stay?"

Lin Jiangxian smiled and said, "It will take about an incense stick of time. We can still chat for a while."

Chen Pingan asked: "Sudian has arrived at Yashan. Is your martial arts training going well there?"

Lin Jiangxian said: "Not bad. The foundation is good and the spirit is not low. The problem is that I lack a few life-and-death punches."

If we count according to the seniority of the Yang family pharmacy, Su Dian is Lin Jiangxian's junior sister.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment and said, "Tell her not to think too much and just concentrate on learning martial arts."

The last time Chen Pingan took the initiative to go to the Yang Family Pharmacy, he originally wanted to go and make things clear with Su Dian, but he never thought that she had already arrived in Qingming Tianxia.

Su Dian's uncle, Su Han, was a kiln worker who worked in a dragon kiln with Chen Ping'an in his early years to earn money.

In Chen Ping'an's memory, Sudian was still the dark-skinned girl with a small face and huge eyes, as thin as a bamboo pole. He occasionally saw her at the kiln in his early years, and always wondered if the little girl would be blown away by the wind. There are many traditions and rules passed down from generation to generation in the dragon kiln for firing porcelain. There are many old rules, such as not liking women to appear nearby. She can do some trivial chores there. It is estimated that she is young, and it seems that Su Han finally asked Master Yao, the head of the kiln, for this. At that time, Liu Xianyang was with Master Yao and helped to mention it. The general idea was that it was unlucky for a woman to get close to the kiln fire. Would it be auspicious for a little girl to starve to death there? Our kiln can't even give a few steamed buns? It's not a big deal. Her food expenses are deducted from my salary every month... These were all mentioned by Su Han to Chen Pingan when he was recuperating from his injuries and lying on the hospital bed. But at that time, in addition to being grateful, Su Han was thinking more of a way of showing off. It is true that you and Liu Xianyang are friends, but Liu Xianyang is also protecting me. You are the recognized jinx in this town, like a plague god, and I am the disgusting sissy here in Yaokou. Neither of us should look down on each other... The last time on the Liuxia boat returning from Fuyaozhou, Chen Pingan mentioned this matter, and Liu Xianyang had a bad memory and looked confused, as if he had completely forgotten it.

Lin Jiangxian smiled and said, "Some things are not counted by what you and I say, and a high level of realm is useless."

How a grateful person repays a favor, or how a resentful person takes revenge, whether others understand or accept it or not, does not matter.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Is Jiang Shang really the inhabitant of the soul of the Second Ancestor of the Military Science?"

The first ancestor of the military strategist was Jiang She. The person worshipped in the ancestral temple today is also surnamed Jiang and is known as Jiang Taigong.