Sword comes

Chapter 350 The white ape drags the knife, a gentleman's words

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On the road of life, there will always be a few violent storms, as if God is reminding the world that you are under the fence of others, so you must bow your head obediently.

For example, Chen Pingan met Cai Jinjian at the gate of his house in Niping Lane, and the original owner of the magic robe Jinli in Jiaolonggou.

It depends on whether you can survive it or not.

Get over it, the weather will be sunny after the rain, if you can't get over it, at most you can only be like a martial artist, shouting that you will still be a hero after 18 years.

Master leads the door to practice in the individual.

Zhong Kui is like this today.

Before today, Zhong Kui's practice in Dafu Academy was too good, too fast, and too amazing. He rode the top of the road, making it difficult for all the Confucian scholars in Tongyezhou to hold a candle to him.

But today, the white ape is alive.

Enemy of life and death.

Compared with Mr. Zhong Kui, the mountain lord of Dafu Academy, it is actually more dangerous to intercept the big demon hiding near the Fuqi sect.

This is against the original intention of the mountain owner.

Zhong Kui's current situation can be called a place where he must die.

Bai Yuan's eyes were indifferent, looking at this young scholar who was expected to become the grand priest of a certain school.

Zhong Kui took a deep breath.

Even if he hadn't broken through the bottleneck of the Immortal Realm, even if he wasn't born with a monster race known for its physical strength.

The white ape carrying an ancient sword in front of him is also a real Jade Realm Sword Cultivator.

If Qi practitioners are the most rebellious thieves in the world, who dare to challenge the fate of life and death in that day's cycle, then sword cultivators are undoubtedly the most unreasonable existence among Qi practitioners.

A gentleman has no reason, and jade does not go away.

With the first sword out of the sheath, the white ape smashed the protective jade pendant given to every gentleman by the Dafu Academy, and turned it into powder.

Between a gentleman and a monster, after the jade pendant containing the true meaning of Confucian sages' articles was smashed, hundreds of golden words slowly disappeared from the world, like a golden drizzle.

In an instant Zhong Kui retreated to the edge of a well prison tens of feet away, his sleeves were bulging, the autumn wind chilled, and the cuffs of his two little green shirts were filled with the majestic momentum of autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

This well prison in Taiping Mountain is a building in the shape of a huge well. There is a plank ladder that goes down continuously on the wall of the well.

As long as the monks of the lower five realms get close to the well prison, the evil spirit accumulated by the well prison for countless years will disturb the energy mechanism and erode the body.

Taoist priests at the Taiping Mountain have a special penance practice, that is, they sit near the well prison and forget to breathe and eat, and they suffer from unspeakable suffering.

The reason why Huang Ting, the female crown, is regarded as a stunning and beautiful jade in cultivating Taoism is that she followed her fellow brothers and sisters to approach the well prison for the first time. When everyone was struggling to support and not be poured into the mansion by evil spirits, she didn't notice anything strange. He sneaked up to the entrance on the edge of the well prison. If it wasn't for the old Taoist priest from Taiping Mountain who was in charge of watching the younger generation's practice at that time, and hurried over to pick up the little girl by the collar, Huang Ting might have stepped into the well when he was nine years old. Well prison.

After that, Huang Ting fought wits and bravery with the elders of Taiping Mountain, and finally managed to get into the well prison at the age of 11. As a result, he almost died in the depths of the well prison, unable to get in or out, and fainted.

In the end, she was thrown out of the prison by a black-clothed white ape.

The old ape walked forward slowly, strolling in the garden, and came to the edge of the prison separated by a well.

The unsheathed ancient sword, the sword energy was too heavy, and the true face of the sword body could not be seen at all. After the sword smashed the jade pendant equivalent to the top-grade magic weapon, the flying sword was not even on the Taiping Mountain at this moment, and Bai Hongfei could be vaguely seen in the distance. Sweeping, the wind is fast, like a slender white snake swimming on a large black curtain.

As a result, the Taiping Mountain Protector Formation, which was about to be affected, stopped operating instantly, and there was an unusual disorder.

Zhong Kui was unable to successfully drive the large formation to suppress the demon.

The Patriarch was on his way to Ouhua Blessed Land to pick up Huang Ting, and the Suzerain went to the Fushi Sect to intercept the twelve-level monster. The Yuanying Dixian, who was in charge of Taiping Mountain affairs, controlled the center of the mountain protection array before going down the mountain. Unreservedly handed it over to Zhong Kui, an outsider, not as a gentleman of Dafu Academy, but just because he trusted Zhong Kui.In fact, this kind of behavior is very suspected of trespassing, and it is very likely to reveal the inside story of Taiping Mountain, but there is no objection from the ups and downs of Taiping Mountain.

A sage once said that the Taoist priests of Taiping Mountain are known as ancient and chivalrous.

It really deserves the praise.

It's just that the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet high. This white ape is worthy of being a mountain worshiper who has been protecting the Taiping Mountain for 3000 years, and he was able to temporarily stop the formation.

Zhong Kui looked solemn, and silently read a sage article in his heart.

The autumn wind in his sleeves is even higher than the wind of flipping books that he couldn't ask for.

Back then, Zhong Kui had not reached the crown yet, and after becoming a sage in the academy early, he was "notorious" in Dafu Academy because of his unrestrained life all year round, and was not liked by many old masters with staid temperaments. Getting rid of the title of sage and becoming a sage and gentleman of the academy is not a once-and-for-all thing. Every few years there is a big exam. Zhong Kui was drunk and fell asleep for three days and three nights, but he just missed the exam. The elderly teachers in Fu Academy, either could not understand Zhong Kui's free will, or were angry at his squandering talent, or had the original intention of having a great mission from heaven, and all the sages and gentlemen jointly signed a letter, Ask the mountain master to deprive Zhong Kui of his status as a sage.

As a result, it was snowing heavily in winter, and Zhong Kui walked barefoot in the snow, reciting a moral article by a saint aloud, and asked the saint about the doubts in the article with his head raised to ask the sky. Asking and answering himself, he looked quite complacent.

When Zhong Kui stopped walking, there was a gust of autumn wind in the cold winter, which carried the word "good" praised by the saint himself, and resounded through Dafu Academy.

The autumn wind enters the sleeves.

Zhong Kui became a gentleman that day, and no one dared to question him.

According to legend, the sage created the characters, ghosts weeping and gods weeping.

Words do have their power, at least for academy disciples, especially so.

The most peak manifestation is the natal characters owned by the saints in the "gentle and authentic" Confucian temples. Most of these great saints have stood on the altar for countless years, worshiped by the world, with continuous context and eternal incense.

But even the saints of that "authentic" Confucian temple, not to mention the most holy teacher in the middle and the five accompanying priests, of course, there are only four left now, and the rest of the saints only have one natal character.

There is only one exception in the world.

Qi Jingchun from the Cliff Academy.

Chun and Jing are both the natal characters of this scholar, and the two characters are extremely large.

Then it is the general Confucian academy mountain masters and gentlemen who have Tianxian in their mouths, full of righteousness, and attract the resonance of heaven and earth.

Afterwards, the sages recite poems orally, attracting strong winds, which can make people collapse, and teach ghosts and ghosts to fly away.

The white ape with only a scabbard on its back stood far away opposite the mouth of the well. It didn't speak, it just stretched out three fingers.

It probably means that to kill Zhong Kui, you only need three swords

Zhong Kui remained silent and did not engage in any verbal disputes.

The jade pendant, which symbolizes the status of a gentleman, has already brought the situation of this place back to the academy.

In all directions of Zhong Kui, there seemed to be a series of snow-white waterfalls, and those white water streams were composed of bright and small characters.

It seems that next to the well prison in Taiping Mountain, huge pages of classic books have been erected.

As a result, the evil spirit emanating from the well prison was forcibly pressed down, suppressing the demons and ghosts inside, each of them became fierce and screamed.

The violent sound of countless iron chains vibrating at the bottom of the well prison was like thunder exploding.

Bai Yuan looked around. There are actually two large protective arrays in Taiping Mountain, which are divided into two types: inside and outside, and light and dark. Shining on the Taiping Mountain, so that any monsters have nowhere to hide. Being in that light, not only will the cultivation of the realm be suppressed, especially the monsters and ghosts will be suppressed by nature. If you touch it, it will disappear in an instant.

But what Bai Yuan was really taboo about was not this formation that had already been manipulated, but the real trump card of Taiping Mountain.

The Moon Mirror is enough to frighten the land of Banzhou. Outsiders can't figure out its true use. Its existence is just to facilitate Taiping Mountain to find opponents, nothing more.

As for Tongyezhou, who is the third largest sect after Tongyezong and Yuguizong.

For thousands of years, the monks in Tongyezhou have said that the suzerain and Taoist couples are all Fuqi sects in the upper five realms, but no matter how good outsiders praise and sincerely recognize, Fuqi sect never admits that they are the third in Tongyezhou. Regarding this debate, The suzerain of the Fushi sect only once talked about his related remarks, and said with a smile that if the Fuqi sect moved to the small place in the north, Aquarius Island, it would be so difficult to compete for the first place

The white rainbow wandering outside the Taiping Mountain once again broke through an invisible layer of mountain and water luck, surged to it, fell from the sky, and fell straight to the top of Zhong Kui's head.

The pages of the book, like waterfalls, slanted and flowed upwards, forming a semicircular snow-white formation around Zhong Kui and above his head.

After the long sword tip collided with the waterfall, countless electric sparks burst out.

The falling speed of the long sword has been blocked for a few minutes, but the righteousness of the world contained in the waterfall continues to dissipate rapidly.

Even if it's just a few sparks splashing out, the towering ancient trees, viewing pavilions, and immortal master's cultivation cave near the Taipingshan Well Prison were completely destroyed, and countless birds and beasts fled howling.

Zhong Kui ignored the ancient sword that was about to break through the waterfall sooner or later, and instead stared at the immovable monster.

The white ape looked calm, with a hint of amusement in the corner of his mouth, he was clearly waiting to see what kind of skills this scholar from the academy, who is a must-kill man, had.

The sword above Zhong Kui's head was only his second sword.

It is not easy for the monster clan to practice, and it is extremely difficult to become a sword cultivator. Therefore, the sword cultivator great monsters who rank among the upper five realms, without exception, will be the well-deserved heroes of the wild world.In the wild world, the sword cultivator monster clan of the middle five realms has all kinds of privileges and treatment, which is almost equivalent to the academy disciples in the vast world.Even if it's justifiable revenge or attack, sword cultivators in the middle five realms can avoid death once. If they don't obey the rules and wantonly kill sword cultivators, no matter how high their status is, once they are discovered, they will be severely punished.

Qi practitioners in Haoran Tianxia may not be too aware of the horror of a great sword cultivator. After all, although there are many monsters, real monsters are rare. To a certain extent, he has died with the generosity of countless human sword cultivators, and has experienced their terrifying killing power and bloody methods.

Why Aliang is so strong, and why he has countless admirers and supporters in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, lies in the fact that Aliang has forged a hundred years of swordsmanship on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and has never been invincible in the face of the great monster of sword repair in the upper five realms of the same realm. Defeat, there is also a record of chasing and killing the opponent for tens of thousands of miles, and even beheading on the spot.

So about A Liang's ascension to leave Haoran Tianxia, ​​and to fight with Dao Er Er in that strange place where Huawaitian demons are rampant, and the Qi practitioners in Haoran Tianxia feel that A Liang will be a savage even though he is defeated. Most of the demon clan in the world firmly believe that the swordsman A Liang, who is not enough to die ten thousand times, will beat the "true invincible" into a real enemy.

The demon tribe respects and worships the strongest, even though they hate the self-proclaimed swordsman A Liang, but when a peak monster proposes that after A Liang dies in battle, he can use a sword as a monument at the place where he is buried in the wild world.

The entire barbaric world, a barbaric land that Haoran Tianxia regards as "there is no sound of reading a word", actually proposed this and took it for granted.

The more than a hundred Taoist priests who stayed on Taiping Mountain did not stand idly by, almost all of them were the lowest senior Taoist priests in the mountain gate, and many of them were little Taoist boys with pale faces but firm eyes.

Zhong Kui said sternly, "Go back and don't die."

Among those Taoists, an old monk in the Golden Core realm, although he had already recognized the identity of the old ape, still blocked the reasoning of all Zhong Kui's scholars with one sentence, "I am a Taoist priest of Taiping Mountain, I slay demons and demons, and I did not die in the The truth before people."

The white ape didn't even look at the golden core cultivator, and with a casual punch, the punch smashed a golden core earth immortal in the eyes of the world, and the golden core collapsed.

Repay kindness with kindness, even if you die, you will have no regrets.

The Taoist priests of Taiping Mountain are like this.

Zhong Kui is even more so.

With a wave of his sleeves, two gusts of autumn wind in the sleeves engulfed all the Taoist priests of Taiping Mountain and threw them into the distance one by one.

Bai Yuan turned a blind eye to this and allowed Zhong Kui to throw those Taoist priests out of the battlefield.

A Zhong Kui is worth a Mount Taiping.

The white ape had a thought.

The unsheathed ancient sword accelerated its descent.

Zhong Kui quietly twisted a piece of cyan talisman with his fingers.

The sage's manuscript is engraved with a small snow cone with "the spirit of writing" and painted with the sword-suppressing talisman created by the gentleman Zhong Kui.

The moment the long sword broke through the waterfall, the blue sword-suppressing talisman appeared above Zhong Kui's head.

That ancient sword disappeared completely like a banished immortal who fell into a cave of heaven and earth.

Even the white ape who has refined it for thousands of years can't sense it.

The two big guard formations of Taiping Mountain, like the bright mirror of the bright moon rising to the sky, are used to illuminate demons and seek demons. Even monks in the Jade Raw Realm can imprison them for a while, and the real killing move will follow closely. It was the founding father of the Taiping Mountain who cultivated the gods, exhausted manpower, material and financial resources, and cast four imitation ancient fairy swords. Although they were imitations, each one was of the rank of a half-immortal soldier. It is powerful, comparable to a veritable killing immortal soldier.

But the sword carried by this white ape happened to be one of the four swords.

As an enshrinement in Zhenshan, in the past 3000 years, not only hunted down and killed those demon giants who "escaped" from the well prison, but also killed enemies who sneaked down the mountain countless times, and made countless contributions.

In the end, thousands of years ago, the main force of that generation of Taiping Mountain Sect rejected all opinions and bestowed one of the ancient swords on the White Ape, who had already "unrivaled merit".

Although Bai Yuan couldn't completely control the formation of the Four Swords, it was too easy to take advantage of the loopholes for a while. If an ordinary immortal was forced to hold the formation hastily in an emergency, Bai Yuan would be sure to make the Four Swords quit.

There is no longer the ancient sword that is both a saber and a natal object.

The white ape narrowed his eyes slightly, and twitched the corners of his mouth. His movements were subtle, but full of a brutal and bloody aura that soared to the sky.

Zhong Kui held the back in one hand and a small snow cone in the other, as if standing in front of a desk, and began to write the first word.

St.

The second word, people.

The third word, yes.

The fourth word, cloud.

Write very fast.

Every word written by Xiaoxuezhuo hovered in front of Zhong Kui, with great momentum.

On Taiping Mountain, the wind and clouds are surging.

The white ape shook his head lightly.

In a flash.

With the posture of dragging the knife with both hands, the white ape swept across most of the well mouth of the well prison, and went straight to Zhong Kui.

Sweep away.

Don't give this young gentleman of the academy any hope.

It's not that Bai Yuan couldn't cope after Zhong Kui finished writing the entire chapter.

After all, when it came out, it was actually a sword cultivator in the Immortal Realm.

It has thought hard and suppressed the realm for 500 years.

Unless Zhong Kui in the Nascent Soul Realm is the reincarnation of the Taoist Buddha, there is a Jade Raw Realm in the middle, and it also involves the natural moat between the Middle Five Realm and the Upper Five Realm. How can Zhong Kui survive?

If Zhong Kui can control the two Taiping mountain protection formations at the same time, then there are two opinions.

It's a pity that these two big formations, unless the suzerain and that patriarch came to the abbot in person, they would be regarded as nothing by the white ape.

But if it stays in Taiping Mountain for a while, it will be very troublesome, really big trouble.

When the white ape lightly landed on the place where Zhong Kui was standing, ten feet away, Zhong Kui was chopped off at the waist, and blood was dripping beside the two parts of his body.

The four gold characters and a small snow cone have all been destroyed.

A majestic golden elixir has long since disappeared, and a high-ranking Nascent Soul has even disappeared.

This is the fate of a twelfth-level sword cultivator working hard.

The white ape stretched out his hand to grab it, pulled out a cracked cyan talisman from the void, rubbed his fingers together, grabbed the ancient sword that had escaped from the cage, and put it back into the scabbard behind it.

After the white ape glanced around, the green-clothed scholar, who could not be saved by gods, finally spoke hoarsely. This was the first time it spoke, and said slowly: "It is considered a generous sacrifice."

It raised its head and looked into the distance, stomped its feet, and the whole Taiping Mountain was shaken. It jumped up, reached the top of Taiping Mountain, made a turning point, and flew towards the south at high speed.

After the tremor on the top of the mountain, the bottom of the well prison seemed to be unrestrained, and the soaring evil spirit that permeated the entire mouth of the well burst out.

The demon, who had been suppressed in the well prison for countless years, let out countless laughs after experiencing brief shock and bewilderment.Those evil spirits who were thinking of slaughtering Taiping Mountain were about to rush out of the well, when the astonishingly powerful flames of evil spirits suddenly stagnated and began to hesitate.

original.

In the distance to the north of Mount Taiping, a speck of light appeared.

Then there was thunder rolling, continuous, and the sea of ​​clouds was smashed to pieces.

The mountain shook again, and a tall, white-haired old man in Taoist robes landed next to Zhong Kui's body, with grief and guilt on his face.

A golden statue rises from the ground, almost as high as the towering Taiping Mountain. With one arm raised high, a round moon jade plate rises from the top of the mountain. It is held in the hand of an old Taoist priest with a stalwart as tall as a mountain. Go south.

At the same time, shaking his sleeves with one hand, three sword lights rose from the three directions of Taiping Mountain, south, west, and west, and finally hovered one by one at the side of the golden body.

This Taoist is exactly the patriarch of the current suzerain of Mount Taiping.

When the senior brother insisted on awarding one of the fairy swords to Bai Yuan, he was the one who opposed it the most, so the two senior brothers were still strangers to each other.

What's more, an outsider who was of the same seniority as their senior brother openly ridiculed him because he was jealous of the blessing of an animal.

The Taiping Mountain patriarch, holding the bright moon mirror that seemed to compete with the bright moon in the sky, inspected it for a while, and finally saw the white ape who was thousands of miles away.

The sound of a golden body avatar sounded like thunder, "The ungrateful old bastard is going to tear you to pieces."

Follow the law.

The three Taiping Mountain Immortal Swords, the three swords shining brightly like daylight for thousands of miles around, pierced the sky, chasing after the white ape who was desperately fleeing to the south after being fierce.

The white ape with the sword on its back was resolute, reached out and took out one of the four swords on its back, and drove it towards one of the emerald lights.

It only asks for the three swords of Taiping Mountain, and a slight pause is enough.

The Patriarch of Taiping Mountain was even more ruthless. He actually let the two ancient ancestral swords burn together, and a ball of shocking light exploded in the air. The old Taoist still controlled the other two swords without hesitation, and one sword went straight through No matter how he changed his route, he could avoid the white ape, but the white ape still didn't let the sword go straight through his head, but let it pass through the vest.

This forced the white ape to show hundreds of feet of dharma, trampled on the mountains and rivers with both feet, and tightly grasped the second ancient sword with both hands.

The giant ape's hands were bloody and his huge body slid back and forth, and finally he couldn't hold the ancient sword. He broke free, nailed it into its heart, and came out through the body.

The huge white ape, which had been severely injured twice, could no longer maintain its dharma appearance, and returned to a human-height appearance. It had already hurt the foundation of the Dao, and continued to flee south with all its strength.

Before the giant ape form disappeared, it grinned and said: "Don't you just save Zhong Kui? You still have a chance. Are you saving people or killing monsters? Killing monsters means killing people, haha"

After the big monster ran for hundreds of miles, it was pierced twice by the two ancient swords that finally revealed its real body because it was too far away from Taiping Mountain.

The old Taoist sighed. He had already tried his best to forcibly change and attenuate the luck of mountains and rivers of Mount Taiping. Powerful, but once he does this, the scholar next to the well prison on the mountainside may lose even a chance of survival. After all, after he used the golden body method just now, his real body remained in place to help Zhong Kui condense the remaining soul , Trying to turn the world around and make it "restore the sun and live people", this is acting against the sky, and it will provoke the wrath of Fengdu, the underworld. As long as the Taiping Mountain's luck moves, maybe Fengdu will take the opportunity to take Zhong Kui away There are not many residual ghosts left.

That's why the old beast said that killing a demon is killing a person.

Not completely smashing Zhong Kui's primordial spirit was probably one of the schemes of that white ape.

Near the well prison, in front of the old Taoist priest, a shaky ghost appeared. It was the white-faced green-clothed scholar, the gentleman Zhong Kui.

The old Taoist said in a deep voice, "It's me, Taipingshan, who is sorry for you, Mr. Zhong. I have no face to face Dafu Academy."

With the seniority of the old Taoist priests in the Immortal Realm, no matter in the Taiping Mountain Master Gate or the entire Tongye Island, they are all immortals in the clouds standing on the top of the mountain.The old man called the young man Mr. Zhong Kui, which was a great recognition.

It's just that a person is dead, and there is only a weak ghost that may dissipate between heaven and earth at any time, what good is it?

But this Taiping patriarch, what he did really deserves the word "true person" in Taoism.

Zhong Kui's ghost shook his head with a smile, his lips moved slightly, and there was no words in Haoran Tianxia, ​​but the old Taoist naturally knew the content of the words, "Don't feel guilty, old man, I should have this disaster, I can't escape it, it's not here in Taiping Mountain , it will also be in Dafu Academy, anywhere in Tongyezhou."

Beside the well prison, there is also a young female crown.

Her lips were pursed, blood oozing out.

It was Huang Ting who originally needed to stay in Ouhua Blessed Land, or Fan Guaner and Tong Qingqing from Jingxinzhai.

In the entire Taiping Mountain, she was more angry than anyone else.

The white ape with the sword on its back was one of the chances on her way to practice, and taught her the sword-backing technique that had never been recorded in the mountain gate. Not carrying a sword is the saying of two Fan Guaner".

The old ape took her into the depths of the well time and time again, sharpened his sword heart, and helped her practice.

She wants to kill it with her own hands, and ask it again, has she ever regretted betraying Taiping Mountain?

As for why he chose to betray, Huang Ting would not even ask, he was unwilling to ask

Zhong Kui's real body died, and a huge black vortex appeared on the top of Taiping Mountain. There was a huge figure with an emperor's crown on his head, looking down on Taiping Mountain coldly.

Zhong Kui Yinhun looked up and smiled sadly.

The old Taoist originally wanted to put away the golden body, but without a word, the golden body slightly bent his knees, then jumped up high, smashing the vortex with both hands.

It's just that the golden body of the old Taoist priest also collapsed and shattered.

The cost is unimaginable.

Zhong Kui was about to speak.

The old Taoist waved his hands, and said with a casual smile: "Cultivation, realm and so on, it's a fart. In the final analysis, you have to make yourself feel good."

After finishing speaking, the old Taoist priest looked a little lonely.

This Mr. Zhong didn't talk about his great future like a quasi-sage, great potential for offering wine, but only said that a scholar with such a temperament and such a gentleman's style should never die so young.

Huang Ting turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, and said to the old Taoist priest, "Patriarch, I want to go down the mountain."

The old Taoist nodded, "Before the white ape dies, you, Huang Ting, are not allowed to return to the mountain. You have to come back with its head, or simply die outside. You can borrow a Jiazi for the two ancient swords that suppress mountains." , and then chase and kill the white ape with his own ability."

Huang Ting said in a deep voice: "Huang Ting of Taiping Mountain, receive the patriarch's decree."

The young woman's crown turned into a rainbow and headed south.

Taiping Mountain Patriarch, after all, is not a person who can speak well, and besides, he was filled with guilt, so he kept silent.

Zhong Kui also felt guilty deep in his heart.

The old Taoist suddenly looked surprised.

I saw two wisps of breeze near the well prison, slowly drifting toward Zhong Kui's ghost, lingering around.

Not only that, but there was also a small writing brush, crystal clear, not real, floating in front of Zhong Kui.

There is also a bright red shirt that looks like an ancient official robe, swaying down from the place where the vortex dissipated.

Zhong Kui looked at the little snow cone, hesitated for a moment, and gently held it in his hand.

A bright red official robe was draped over Zhong Kui.

Two wisps of autumn wind flowed into the large sleeves of the official robe.

at the same time.

Under the well prison, those demons and ghosts who were as honest as chickens and dogs in the market, not only retreated obediently to the place of the prison, but suddenly, involuntarily retreated until there was no way to retreat.

Zhong Kui remembered that prophecy.

No longer a scholar in green shirts, but a ghost of Zhong Kui in a red robe, muttering: "Before Zhong Kui goes down the mountain, all ghosts and ghosts are in the world."

He turned his head to look, and blurted out to Jing Prison: "Just kowtow."

In the well prison, countless kowtows sounded.

The old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled.

Falling from the fairyland back to the jade jade realm, it seems that the fall was not in vain.

If Zhong Kui realized something, he was speechless for a long time.

Finally he said: "Old Master, I have something to help."

The old Taoist nodded and said: "As long as you don't want to be a poor Taoist, I will kowtow to you, it will be fine."

Zhong Kui couldn't help laughing, and finally bowed and said: "Although I am already a ghost, I am also a real person in Taiping Mountain."

The old Taoist was slightly surprised, then laughed heartily and said, "This flattery is so cool."

In the middle of the night, Chen Ping'an felt irritable for no reason, so he came to the yard outside the post house to practice swordsmanship.

But still can not calm down.

Suddenly looked up.

In the distant sky, there was a burst of subtle and undetectable ripples.

Chen Ping took a few steps back, Feijian Chuyi and Fifteen had already taken out the Yangjian Gourd.

Then Chen Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

It is the gentleman Zhong Kui in a strange red robe, and beside him is a gray-haired old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist glanced at Chen Ping'an, nodded with a smile, and then said softly to Zhong Kui: "You chat, and say hello to the poor Taoist after the chat, I need to take you away quickly, you can't walk in the world for too long yet. "

Chen Ping'an's heart tightened.

Zhong Kui laughed and said, "Don't ask me anything, let me tell you the truth."

After briefly talking about the Battle of Taiping Mountain, Zhong Kui seemed to be just an outsider, and his words were not thrilling at all, very boring, and he was smiling all over his face. Killing someone with two swords and one knife, he became a lonely ghost, and he can't be a gentleman in the academy in the future.

Chen Ping angrily said, "He just died like this."

He pointed to Zhong Kui's nose, "You just turned from a human into a ghost, aren't you a gentleman in the academy, aren't you able to get out of your body?"

At the end, Chen Ping'an's voice became lower and lower, his expression was in a trance, and he asked softly, "Why did you die?"

After saying this, Chen Pingan was speechless.

Flying around in my mind, I finally stayed on a scene.

There was an unrestrained scholar, squatting on the surface of the buried river, and thought that the female ghost was beautiful, so he pulled out the female ghost's hair, wanting to meet her.

Why are all the scholars in my mind dead?

Chen Ping subconsciously took off the Yangjian gourd, and put it back on his waist silently.

The little snow cone hovered in front of Zhong Kui, clearly fused with Zhong Kui's ghost.

Zhong Kui said cautiously: "Chen Pingan, let me tell you in advance, it's not that I'm unkind, I deliberately wanted to hack your little snow cone, beat or scold you, you can figure it out"

Chen Pingan asked: "If a gentleman says something, what will he say later?"

Zhong Kui said with a guilty conscience: "It's hard to chase four horses."

Chen Ping went to sit on the stool beside the stone table, and Zhong Kui scratched his head and sat beside him.

Chen Pingan said: "Anyway, you are dead now, and you are no longer a gentleman."

Zhong Kui's conscience became more and more disturbed.

Chen Ping raised his head, looked at Zhong Kui, and said slowly: "But I will do what I promised to others. This is true for Mr. Qi, and it is the same for you, Zhong Kui."

Zhong Kui was a little confused, "Yeah."

Chen Ping's eyes were red, and he said slowly: "If you say I will borrow you, I will borrow you. One year is a loan, and 100 years and 1000 years is also a loan."

Zhong Kui was silent.

Chen Ping finally asked: "Is 1000 years not enough, 1 years is not enough?"

Zhong Kui nodded slightly.

He stood up, and Chen Pingan also stood up.

Zhong Kui smiled brightly again, "Tong Yezhou, ghost, Zhong Kui, I have a friend named Chen Mingping"

Chen Ping glared at him, then smiled and said: "Bao Pingzhou, swordsman, Chen Ping, I know a gentleman named Zhong Kui."

far away.

The patriarch of the Taiping Mountain old way, stroked his beard and nodded, appreciating: "After a hundred years and a thousand years, meeting tonight is a beautiful story."