God's Taoism is free and easy, starting with taking in the clam girl

Chapter 69 Sword Repair
Time went back to half a cup of tea.

Just as Wei Wu and Zhang Banxian were talking happily, a man came slowly along the path at the entrance of the village.

He was wearing a plain linen robe, and on his back was a long sword wrapped in layers of white cloth, with only the hilt exposed.

It is not difficult to see from the shape and texture of the hilt that this sword is absolutely extraordinary and valuable.

He walked on the muddy road, as light as a dragonfly on water, without splashing a little mud.

The swordsman in linen walked slowly in the village, passing by many people, but everyone turned a blind eye to him, as if there was an invisible barrier separating him from the people around him.

Obviously he is in this village, but he seems to be independent from the world, but his aura is out of tune with his surroundings.

As he walked, he carefully looked at the various situations around him, and it didn't take long for him to walk around this small circular village.

The houses in this village are roughly built around a boulder, and outside the houses are layers of field ridges.

The villagers chatted happily in their spare time when they were busy farming in the fields, with hopeful smiles on their faces.

A big rooster stood on the roof, and when it saw the swordsman coming, it crowed loudly, and then all the chickens crowed, as if they were lining up to welcome them.

On the road in the middle of the village, a big yellow dog ran wildly on the road with a fat mouse in its mouth, chasing three or five children behind it, shouting:

"Rhubarb, you can't take the mouse now, hurry up and stop..."

The so-called cross-border transportation is nothing more than hearing about each other.

Just when the swordsman fell into a sigh, the long sword behind his back let out a soft "buzz", and then felt an invisible wave coming from the direction of the god stone, and then the sky began to drizzle.

The drizzle fell, and it was about to fall on the swordsman, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.

"It's okay, Long Ming."

The swordsman said something in a low voice, and touched the long sword behind him soothingly, and the invisible barrier disappeared.

He closed his eyes and raised his head, letting the drizzle fall on his face until his face was completely covered by the water droplets.

"What a fierce god of burning, killing and looting!"

"What a land of fish and rice to live and work in peace and contentment!"

After a long time, the swordsman in linen let out two exclamations, and then walked towards the outside of the village at a leisurely pace.

When he was about to step out of the village, he stopped, and the long sword behind his back let out bursts of hasty whispers.

"Om" "Om" "Om"

The next moment, a figure slowly condensed in front of the swordsman, turning into a short-haired young man in a white robe.

The young man looked at himself curiously, and said curiously:

"Your guest is coming, why come and go in such a hurry, why don't you sit down and drink a cup of weak tea."

"I wanted to kill the evil god with my sword, but I wandered around the village, but I didn't find the so-called evil god. Instead, I met the God of Ford. There is a saying that you can correct your mistakes, and there is nothing good about it. It is natural to find the wrong place. to leave."

The swordsman responded indifferently.He gazed into the distance, as if he had passed through the figure blocking his sight, and landed at the end of his sight. Walking along the direction of his sight, he could arrive at the county seat of Anyuan County.

"I see." The short-haired young man nodded slightly.

"I have heard that people who practice swordsmanship are mostly upright, selfless, and indomitable. Swordsmanship pays attention to what to do and what not to do, and most of them live in a righteous way. When practicing, they eliminate the strong and help the weak, help the righteous, and pursue the world's great way. .”

"I got to see Jianxiu today. Seeing him is not as good as hearing about it a hundred times. His demeanor is even more rumored!"

The swordsman in linen couldn't help being moved when he heard the words, his expression, which was as solid as ice for thousands of years, changed slightly.

Since he became a sword cultivator, he has worked hard for ten years and kept his sword heart clear. He has done many things that countless people can't understand. He has been praised and slandered by others. He never cares about it. .

But today, it was said in the heart by an earth god.

He forced a smile on his slightly stiff face, and said in a hoarse voice:
"God is absurd, my generation of sword cultivators is just pursuing the original heart, and it is not as good as you said."

"Oh? So that's the case. It's normal for the rumors to be slightly wrong."

The young man suddenly realized, and suddenly his expression became eager to try:
"I have been advocating sword cultivation for a long time. I wonder if the sword fairy can tell me the way of sword cultivation?"

The swordsman in linen hesitated for a moment, just as he was about to decline, he felt the surrounding environment change, and then appeared in a mansion decorated with coral shells.

The two are separated by a coral table, and two cups of weak tea on the table are slowly steaming.

"Without consent, Wei Wu took the initiative to invite the Sword Immortal here. Please forgive me. It's just that my Gu Yuling tea has a unique taste. The Sword Immortal happened to meet Gu Yu during this trip. It would be a shame if I couldn't taste it Pity."

'This land spirit is showing me its strength...'

Mai Jianxiu frowned slightly, but took off his long sword and sat down without hesitation.

He is a sixth-rank swordsman who has stepped into the third-rank strength, and his strength is no small matter.

You must know that sword cultivators can be regarded as outstanding among the monks of the same rank and even among the gods of the divine way. Being in his own territory is definitely not something that ordinary little gods can do.

This land spirit obviously has extraordinary strength, but first he praised the sword cultivator completely, and then showed his strength, showing his courtesy first and then his soldiers.

At this moment, he had seen the power of this earth spirit, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that there are always high-level people in this world like idle clouds and wild cranes, and such a blessed earth god lives in seclusion in such a small wilderness village.

Fortunately, there was no conflict, and the two met very happily, and even felt like they hit it off.

Thousands of thoughts flashed in my heart, but only a moment passed. The swordsman stared at the other party with his head up, and said seriously with his hands clasped:

"Sword Cultivator Zhao Ping'an, I have seen God!"

Seeing that Zhao Pingan finally reported his identity, Wei Wu felt a slight smile in his heart. If he hadn't revealed his strength, this upright swordsman might not have reported himself until he left.

"A good name, Ping An, Ping An, calming the mountains and rivers, and stabilizing the world, really have lofty aspirations and lofty ambitions! If you are strong, you will help the world, and if you are strong, you will stabilize one side!" Wei Wu smiled slightly and praised the handrail.

"There is a Sword Immortal of Ping'an in this great scene, so why worry about the world not being peaceful and the people not living in peace."

Zhao Ping'an was praised by Wei Wu, and he felt like he was in high spirits. He had heard quite a few flattering words from his subordinates or juniors in his daily life.

But even if the same words are spoken by people with different identities, they give people completely different feelings, not to mention the spiritual feelings of the blessed land in front of me are sincere in every sentence.

Zhao Pingan waved his hands again and again, and said with a humble look:

"The deity protects one side, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, as if living in a paradise. Compared with the deity, the peace is far worse."

Wei Wu smiled noncommittally, seeing that the time had come, he immediately threw out his long-awaited words.

"Ping'an Sword Immortal has the world in mind, eliminates violence and Anliang, have you ever heard the name of Anyuan River God?"

(End of this chapter)