Chapter 1 The Lonely Sword in the Old Bookcase in the Urn
Chapter 1 Old books in an urn and a lonely sword in a box
Dongmizhou.
Xiaoganshan, Xuanzhen Sect.
"The money and goods have been sorted out, but in addition to the chariot talisman from Leshanfang, Senior Nephew Chen also needs to hand over to me the Bailu magic sword given by Senior Sister Yan Zhen. By the way, there is one more thing.
I almost forgot..."
at this time.
Inside the cave wall and rock house of Xuanzhen Sect.
The short, fat man in a deacon's uniform was stroking his short beard.
He led the pretty girl in purple blouse behind him for a few steps, smiled and found a wooden chair to sit on. After looking around for a week, he asked kindly to the owner of the cave here:
"At the last Dharma Assembly of various sects, Senior Sister Yan Zhen won the lottery of three hundred Fudan. Junior Brother Yan Ping said that he saw it with his own eyes, but when he sorted out Senior Sister Yan Zhen's belongings, he only got the number of two hundred and fourteen. He specially asked him to
I'm going to say a few words, but I wonder if my nephew has any clues?"
Look up.
The scene here can be described as desolate.
Chen Heng's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly vomited black blood uncontrollably. He dug his fingers into the hard ground, and countless veins surged around his neck.
The Taoist deacon only looked at it doubtfully and then gave up the latter idea.
When the two hands touched, Chen Heng didn't feel anything. The girl in the undershirt had blushed, her cheeks were flushed, and even her ears were flushed.
The chill that suddenly shot up from his heart rudely interrupted all his thoughts.
He was furious in his heart and gripped the girl's wrist a little tighter.
Although Chen Heng was lucky to survive, his body was hit by Xu Yan's true energy. He suffered from cold poison and steamed his internal organs every day.
With such a background, before Yan Zhen passed away, Chen Heng did whatever he wanted.
"Then... Bailu Sword?"
Thinking back to all that happened in the past, the Taoist deacon couldn't help but sigh, and he stopped speaking even if he was too lazy to say anything.
"My duty is to collect the talisman from the sect's commander, uncle, to be this evil person, but this time I have offended him."
There are really not many people in the Ganshan Xuanzhen sect that can stop him.
Afterwards, he was still punished by Yan Feichen and imprisoned in a water prison for a hundred days, suffering more injuries.
She held the small seal to her heart, but did not go back.
I also caught a glimpse of my daughter's inexplicably shy and timid expression.
Before the deacon could pick him up, the girl beside him took the lead and rushed forward.
The warm, transparent, delicate and smooth touch that came from his hand made his heart feel relaxed, as if all distracting thoughts had been cleared away.
The Taoist deacon was so excited that he jumped up and pulled her behind him with a dark face.
Today, they can't even keep their place in the Leshan Room. The talisman and the frame have to be handed over to the Deacon's Room for inventory and registration, and everyone is listed one by one.
"So, what does my nephew mean?"
Xiaoganshan Xuanzhen Sect, this body seems to have no other close friends?
Chen Heng stopped thinking about it and stretched out his hand to make a seal.
Or is the young Taoist priest in front of him not as favored as the rumors say?
These two people should be father and daughter.
The mountain walls on both sides rumbled, and soon they came together and closed the door, as if they were naturally formed.
Except for the bed, desks and other miscellaneous items, there are no precious gold decorations such as gold and jade, let alone the pearls, corals, tortoise shells, seven-treasure agates and colorful pearls that have been rumored by the outside world.
"You shouldn't believe in this bastard child's evil deeds! What kind of world are you bringing her to see! Let her mother scold her severely when you get back!"
"If Uncle Master still wants to ask me about the Fu Dan, then just leave it alone. There is no need to accuse me. This elixir is not suitable for me. Besides, after Uncle Master was assassinated, I and everyone present were all
Elder Yan was so angry that he was imprisoned in a water prison for a hundred days. Not to mention his belongings, even his piano, which he carried with him, was taken away by the senior brothers in the punishment room."
Drive clouds and create electricity, soar off the ground, turn iron into gold, etc.
The sudden cold air restrained him like a gauze garment from the inside to the outside, spreading from the five internal organs to the surface of the muscles. Every surge was accompanied by a sharp, cold pain, and the muscles invaded the bones!
Could it be that I, who had been struggling on a hospital bed in the modern world for six long years, was abandoned by my parents, and finally died miserably on New Year's Eve, was reincarnated into this young man with the same name?
A group of attendants were also affected by this fight, and most of the forty people died.
Chen Heng's eyes darkened and he said:
"He was placed in the yizhuang at the foot of Xiaogan Mountain. There is a special guard there, but my nephew wants to take his body back to his hometown?"
But don't wait for him to think about it again.
Thinking again about the fact that Yan Ping had entrusted him with work before and showed no respect at all, the Taoist deacon did not want to swim in this muddy water.
"If Yan Ping wants to punish me, his excuse is too lame. I was already injured by Xu Si and my life is not long. He feels that he can't even survive a dying person?"
When I came today, I realized that Yan Ping had resorted to various tricks to seize the most valuable Zhiwu chariot in the cave, without leaving even a trace of oil or water to him.
The deacon's heart skipped a beat.
At the age of tying up his hair, he became Lezheng of Leshanfang.
Forget about women.
Even people who are ignorant of the world know that Chen Heng is no longer what he used to be...
With his Taoist practice, he is a highly skilled mage who has laid the foundation of Taoism and opened up the Zifu.
Sometimes I feel a bit cold, and sometimes I feel a little unbearable.
Those extremely beautiful eyebrows always carry a chilling coldness, as if the mountains are high and the fog is far away, always keeping people out of reach.
"As for the Bailu Sword."
"Brother? Wait, are you talking about the one who led you up the mountain with Senior Sister Yan Zhen?" The Taoist Deacon was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized:
Although Chen Heng has accepted the remaining memories, close people will inevitably notice something strange in some subtle ways.
"The Bailu Sword is a flying sword magic weapon. I haven't even achieved the Fetal Breath yet, and I haven't yet entered the path of immortality. How can I drive it?"
At this time, in the cold weather of the twelfth lunar month, his forehead and back were soaked with sweat.
"The Immortal Way, the Immortal Way..."
Chen Heng handed over the small green and white seal that had been held in his hand for a long time.
The Taoist deacon thought to himself.
In an instant, he fell into the sky and disappeared.
"Finally it's here again, the cause and effect of this body -"
The deacon Taoist's heart was so fierce that he couldn't help but feel angry. He snatched the small green and white seal held by the girl with his hands and tested it with his true energy.
He lowered his head and seemed to want to say something else.
The deacon glared at the girl fiercely for a few more times, and wanted to raise his hand to hit her on the top of the head. However, he did not know whether he was worried about Chen Heng's presence, or he was reluctant to do it. He raised and lowered his arm several times, but gave up.
"Since the Bailu Sword is not with you, how can it be in the hands of other musicians in Leshanfang? Who else can get this special favor besides you?" The Taoist Taoist finally turned his head to look at him, his eyes even more awe-inspiring.
Not happy with it.
In this realm, nothing is better than Xiaodaoer.
Fortunately, the person who came was someone who was not very familiar with this body.
Even if you are a man, you will be captured by his grace for a while.
"Why did it happen again!"
Chen Heng thought to himself.
The Taoist deacon looked at the pale, almost bloodless face of the young man in front of him and shook his head.
When Yan Zhen was still alive, although Chen Heng was regarded as a plaything in the palm of his hand, able to come and go at a moment's notice, and not allowed to be free in this mountain for a while, he was also treated with dignity.
Chen Heng shook his head and said:
"That's not the case. Only when he goes out with Jia, Master Yan Zhen will temporarily lend me the Bailu Sword and keep it with him. Once he returns to the mountain gate, he will take it back. Normally, I and the musicians in Leshanfang
, it’s hard to see the face of this sword.”
The Taoist deacon was slightly surprised.
He closed his five fingers and subconsciously held something in the pouch around his waist in his palm.
Chen Heng was completely unaware of the scene before him.
As soon as they left the cave, he wrapped the two of them with his true energy and turned into a golden flame and soared into the sky.
Chen Heng slowly raised his back from the ground, and blood beads rolled down from the torn fingers, making a sound like tearing paper:
This goes back and forth.
However, his demeanor was clear and clear, just like the gentle rain on the spring mountain, appearing gentle, deep and quiet.
He ignored the girl's probing eyes and faint struggle.
"That's it, isn't it? I understand."
"It's ridiculous that after two lifetimes as a human being, one can't escape from one disease."
Under that broad-sleeved robe.
Someone was there to search for it first.
Chen Heng sat down on the futon, looked at the empty stone cave, and pondered.
Even the small courtyard that my father-in-law bought at the foot of Xiaogan Mountain without his wife and daughter's knowledge was ten times more luxurious than this.
"Jin Chan, I didn't expect that you would come to this world with me and be able to show supernatural powers. I'm really lucky."
"Uncle Yan Zhen was afraid that I would commit suicide when I was alone, so he never let anything sharp get close to me. Even hairpins were brought to me by a Taoist boy who had the tips polished off, not to mention swords."
After politely chatting with Chen Heng.
"My nephew is very generous!"
After seeing that the aura from the seal was correct, he left quickly.
The young man in front of him was wearing a white robe without any frills. His tall figure almost blended with the skylight. He wore only a simple green wood hairpin to tie his hair. His wide robe had big sleeves and was not stained by dust.
Chen Heng suddenly called him out.
While the Taoist deacon was surprised, his daughter, the girl in a purple shirt and skirt, had her dark eyes widened, with some uncontrollable excitement and curiosity on her face.
"It's this thing! Isn't this a talisman to go to the abyss of the earth? This boy is so brave!"
Just because Yan Zhen's biological father, Yan Feichen, was not only the head of the three elders of the Xuanzhen Sect.
"Here...can I seek immortality?" Chen Heng lowered his eyelashes, and his thoughts surged like a flood.
Recalling the face in this body's memory, Chen Heng frowned and asked:
"I wonder where his body was placed by the sect?"
Seeing the two people finally leaving, Chen Heng's heart calmed down slightly, and his tense mind relaxed a little.
…
The unspeakable colic seemed to get stronger with every rise and fall of the breath, and the bloody smell rushed up from the throat, and for a while it felt like burning, and it felt like acupuncture.
"I finally left, I guess, and I didn't reveal any flaws, right?"
Except for the dead female crown Yan Zhen.
"I, my clan brother——"
Unfortunately, Yan Zhen died suddenly. On her way back from visiting friends, she was attacked and killed by Xu Yan, a San member of the West Sea. Her soul was wiped out with one sword, and she could not even seek reincarnation.
Chen Hengping explained calmly, his voice calm.
But before the girl could say anything.
If he could further understand the mysteries of caves and combine the golden elixir, he would be able to be called a real person in the great Eastern Mi Province.
This world of immortality is very different from the previous one, which was at its peak.
"etc."
even so.
"Xu Si, Han Dou Zhen Qi."
but.
The so-called Zhongfu Dan incident was originally an unwarranted accusation that Yan Ping begged him to weave for Chen Hengluo.
The Taoist deacon nodded doubtfully, but before he could say the rest of the question, Chen Heng raised his hand and interrupted.
"Before Master Yan Zhen was assassinated, Yuguan Tongzi from Lianyan Mountain asked her for the White Lu Sword to protect himself." Chen Heng said lightly: "Yuguan Tongzi is now slaying demons in the Beiling area. This matter is not just for me.
, even Senior Uncle Yan Zhen’s father, Elder Yan, also knows whether it is true or not, and he will be able to ask about it when boy Yu Guan comes back.”
Even though it was clear that Yan Zhen had set up this position and even the entire Da Le Shan Fang specifically to please Chen Heng, no one dared to say a word about it.
The Taoist in charge praised him, and just as he was about to continue leaving, he caught a glimpse of Chen Heng bowing his hands in salute from the corner of his eye.
It's no wonder that Yan Zhen tried every possible means to kidnap this man into the Xuanzhen Sect during his lifetime.
According to Yan Zhen's love for him.
It wasn't until dozens of breaths later that the chill crept back silently like a snake, as if it had never happened.
The exposed red rope ornament tied around the wrist.
If you talk about someone close to you.
"oh?"
Chen Heng spread his hands and stared at the exquisite cicada-shaped jade carving in his palm.
The deacon laughed and hit her a few times, then grabbed her like a rabbit and didn't say much.
"The talisman of Le Shanfang is here, but the young black chariot was asked for by Yan Ping who sent another junior fellow from the deacon's room to ask for it a few days ago. The junior uncle came a little later."
Chen Heng, who had been waiting for a long time, clenched his fingers, suppressed the panic in his heart, and chuckled as if nothing had happened:
"Before he died, he specifically asked me to bury his body in the clan's land, as he wished."
"If Uncle Yan Zhen were still alive, how could the Taoist priests in the execution room dare to ask for a bribe from you, and who in the faction would remove you from his position in the Leshan Room? Now, do you even want to take away a piano?"
"However, given the current situation, where should I go?"
Gently holding the jade sculpture that he accidentally picked up in the stream in his previous life and inexplicably followed him to this immortal world after his death, Chen Heng pondered:
"besides."
"The involvement of this body is really troublesome..."
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