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The blue waves are thousands of miles away, the night boat is like a floating leaf, and the starry sky is bright, like the most beautiful caisson in the world.
Happy wind.
They came to the air covered bridge connecting two high-rise buildings. Since Chen Ping'an was the acting city lord of Lingxi City, he had many conveniences. He could untie the two-level landscape restriction of one city and one ship. In the field of vision, the tranquility was even more majestic.
The view of sea and sky is unobstructed.
There were no unexpected twists and turns in Xiao Mo's handing over the sword this time, and it was extremely smooth. Unexpected, but within reason.
In the world, those who can stop that sword light must at least be the Ascension Realm monks who are sitting in the dojo.
In addition, the fourteenth old man, whose temple ascended to the sky, and Bai Ye was reincarnated, like the master of Bixiao Cave, when the sword light traveled through the Qingming world, a majestic Dharma image appeared directly in the bright moon.
The old Taoist priest wants to see who is blind and dares to hinder the light of the sword.
The vastness does not stop, the barbarism does not stop, the Buddhist country in the west is going smoothly, but it is the poor Qingming world who has settled down to cause trouble?
If we talk about the new fourteen who are either hidden or visible, most of them are busy stabilizing the Taoist foundation and cherishing this hard-won Taoist practice. They are not willing to get into trouble, have any disputes of will, or have other ideas like Yao Qing.
If they have something to ask for, the light of the sword is fleeting, what does it have to do with them?
Furthermore, the previous changes in the celestial phenomena caused such a big commotion. Even those in the Ascension realm, as long as they can do star divination, deduce calculations, or have a little bit of Qi nourishing skills, will not act rashly. Ziwei Yuan moved,
north
The bet is that the nine sharp sword lights falling down on the human world will go to a certain place in the wild world. Bet that the sword wielder who pulls the celestial phenomena is at the end of his crossbow and is unable to deliver the sword a second time? Since there is no dispute between the great ways and there is no chance of it, why bother to bet.
This kind of "opening" is not common. Then let the following sword light, which does not hurt anyone, travel freely in the world.
In this case, who dares to compete?
Cui Dongshan hung his sleeves on the railing and said with a smile: "Xiao Min doesn't have itchy hands. I'm quite surprised."
Xie Gou sneered and said: "Block? You like to block, right? It's a personal enmity to become a mortal enemy. Whether it's the custom of ten thousand years ago or the rules of the wilderness today, when the time comes, Xiaomo and I will go to the wilderness to find her.
Mr. Bai will definitely not meddle in other people's business."
The girl in the mink hat hit her forehead hard against the railing. She was extremely annoyed and said gloomily: "It's true that you are not in the Fourteenth Realm. You just don't have a strong voice!"
Chen Ping'an was discussing the matter with Liu Xianyang from the bottom of his heart. He first told him about the "new rules of heaven" on the top of the new mountain and the operating rules of the avenue. He said that when he returned to Fuyaolu Dojo, he would definitely need to retreat, and he might need Liu Xianyang's guidance.
That swordsmanship has never been able to grasp the key point, and the progress is slow, lacking too much divine will.
Liu Xianyang lay on the railing, raised a hand, pointed, and said lazily: "I'll come. Why bother? You just need to hand over those character scrolls to me, and I will let the barbarians win the strongest two
A talented martial artist with Chinese characters, he died without knowing how."
Chen Ping'an said: "We can't alert the enemy just yet. In the future, I will go to the wild battlefield to ensure instant kills and kill them all suddenly."
In a wild battlefield somewhere in the future, those who bear the true name of the demon clan will be killed one by one under the Ascension Realm!
On the top of the mountain where I am the host, anyone who shows his face and has martial arts lower than the mountain top level will die!
Chen Pingan added, "After a rough estimate, I must be in the Ascension Realm and at the same time reach the level of a martial arts god. I had some confidence before and always felt that I was taking steady steps and knew the fastest and the slowest. Now..."
Listening to Chen Ping'an's series of small town dialects, Liu Xianyang nodded, "When you are in seclusion, and then fly your sword to send a message, the genius Liu Jianxian will go to Fuyaolu to teach Shanzhu Chen, who is diligent and can make up for his weakness."
Chen Ping'an put his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile: "Okay, it's awesome."
Liu Xianyang turned around and asked: "Mr. Xiaomo, do you want to come to my sect's ancestral hall and have a top position? It's just a matter of a word!"
After receiving the signal from his young master's eyes, Xiao Mo immediately shook his head and said: "Zong Master Liu is kind-hearted, but as a soldier of the young master, I should not be distracted."
Liu Xianyang didn't even look at Chen Pingan. He raised his arm and slapped the latter directly on the forehead with the back of his hand. He said doubtfully: "There is no need to be distracted at all. That chair will always be empty. I just used it to calm down and scare people.
The Fourteenth Level Sword Cultivator is a general worshiper in my sect, and if word spreads around, he is so impressive, and it makes Immortal Liu Dajian even more unpredictable."
Xiao Mo could only explain in his heart, "I heard some stories on the mountain that I don't know whether they are true or false. They were about my young master and your master, so I'd better forget it."
Liu Xianyang hit Chen Pingan on the shoulder with his elbow. The girl in the mink hat put her hands on her hips and said, "Brother Liu, if you continue to do this to us, I will forget about the brother-sister relationship and destroy the relationship for justice!"
Liu Xianyang stretched out his hand and patted his mink hat, "How can you talk to Brother Liu who is closer than your own brother?"
Jiang She suddenly asked in his heart: "Chen Ping'an, can we go somewhere else?"
Chen Pingan nodded.
After walking out of Hongqiao, down the high-rise building, and heading to the street, Jiang She smiled and said, "Pei Qian's martial arts qualifications are better than yours."
Chen Pingan put his hands in his sleeves and replied directly, "It's none of your business."
Jiang She thought to himself and said: "I don't say that Pei Qian is younger than you and learned boxing later. She doesn't say that she is my daughter and your apprentice. I don't say that both of you, master and apprentice, are at the limit level now.
She is slightly taller than you..."
Chen Pingan said: "Then don't say it."
Jiang She laughed angrily and said, "As for Chen, my temper and patience have their limits."
Chen Ping'an said: "If you see me as an eyesore or think my words are unpleasant, don't go to Aquarius Island. Why don't I get off the ship now and make room for you?"
Jiang She remembered the words between his Taoist companion and the old scholar. He held back his temper and continued the previous topic, "I am just looking at the two young juniors of the martial arts as a senior who has been through it. I will comment a few words. Do you like it or not?"
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"Pei Qian has passed the level of 'people follow the punches', and there is no way to stop her from behind. It is inevitable that she will be so powerful. Just talking about walking seemingly casually, Pei Qian is walking around, and you are always polishing your fists."
The path of intention, master and apprentice, master and apprentice,
It's not for nothing to learn from others, but Pei Qian's weather is greater than yours. Every time she breathes pure Qi, it is a big change in rain, drought, day and night, and solar terms in the human world. This is
The real 'my body'
"Shen Wu Tian Di", you are missing a lot of meaning. If you put it in a monastic way, you are only seeking for skills, and you have reached the extreme. So what, it is still a hair's length away, and a short road is only a short road after all. A hair'sth difference is enough.
sky
The difference between the earth and the blue sky and the loess cannot be connected by Tao. The pure is pure and the turbid is turbid. Forcing it into a state of chaos is an illusion. How can you open your eyes like the sky? How can you ensure that it is not a short-lived scene after opening your eyes? "
"You kid, don't think that there is still a fire dragon in the world inside your body, and you will be complacent and lucky. The next step is the real barrier of your martial arts. Boy, don't let the glimmer of life gained through such hardships be too much.
What a pity.”
After talking for a long time, Jiang She was extremely surprised. The guy next to him didn't even say a word back? You've finished eating the arsenic and there's no more stock?
"I know how good it is."
Chen Ping'an said angrily: "Assholes can occasionally say a few words of conscience."
Jiang She choked for a moment.
On the other side of the covered bridge, Xie Gou asked in a low voice: "The two of them won't have another fight if they don't agree, right?"
Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? We have strength in numbers..."
"I'm afraid the mountain master will beat him to death."
Xie Gou quickly changed his words and said, "Oh no, I'm trying to revive him."
Wu Yan said from the bottom of his heart: "Bai Jing! We agreed not to add jealousy!"
Xie Gou's tail tone rose and he sighed, "I am a woman and a beautiful woman. I always don't mean what I say."
Liu Xianyang said with a smile: "Don't worry, Chen Ping'an is very measured in what he does. His popularity with women is better than mine, but his popularity with elders is worse than mine. Of course, this is just a comparison with me, but it's actually pretty good."
The relationship between elders does not fall from the sky.
Song Yushao likes the foreign boy who claims to be from Longquan County of Dali. He is single-minded, stubborn, and accepts death. He is young, but he has the style of an old man. That's why he said, "Hot pot is all about wine, and I have everything in the world."
". Another example is Uncle Bai of the Yushan Zhuzhi Sect, who admires the "outdated" young intellectuals for their liveliness and cheerful personality.
, I also admire the young man's seriousness in work and his resilience, so he wants to accept him as his disciple, but he does not prevent the young man from going out to explore the world, but only tries his best to arrange an escape route for "Old". The old man still thinks about it to this day.
When will I be able to drink this guy’s wedding wine? I’ve prepared my portion of money early, made an appointment, and sat at the main table!
As for the old blind man from Shiwandashan, he probably thinks that the young people have traveled thousands of miles and read thousands of books and worked hard, but they still haven’t refined a natal character? Is the boss Sword Immortal nice to say? Does the arrogant Bixiao Cave Master hold grudges? Xuan Xuan
Do all the Taoist priests inside think that Taoist Master Sun is just an outsider who is playing in the world of mortals?
As Chen Pingan himself said, what those elders really like is probably a certain version of themselves when they were young.
Some people always have a young boy living in their hearts. He will go out to travel tomorrow and become famous the day after tomorrow.
Some people always have a child hidden in their hearts. They are not timid or ignorant, but they just think there is nothing good in the world.
In the same way, Chen Pingan also saw his own shadow in Zhao Shuxia, Ning Ji, and Deng Jianping.
Chen Pingan said: "Just take your time."
Jiang She said: "You have the final say on the general trend of the world?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Then what can I do? You always have to eat one bite at a time. When you are in the world, what you see are either big things or small things. You might as well treat big things as small things and think of small things as big things. 'Might as well' change
It’s okay to be ‘only’.”
Gradually you will see success, and over time, there will be a day when today is not a good time for the little god to have nothing to do.
Yesterday was a storm, today is fine, tomorrow will be better, and the day after tomorrow there will probably be willows and flowers blooming in spring.
"If it were any young man less than half a century old, pretending to be old-fashioned, and telling me such empty talk, you kid, you have a lot of personal experience, have seen some scenes with your own eyes, and you can barely make some excuses.
Share your confidence."
He put his hands to his ears and kept eavesdropping on the conversation there. Xie Gou never turned his elbows outward and said with a sigh: "Same age, almost the same Taoist age. I guess Jiang She is still being beaten all over the floor and howling.
Well, the scar has healed and the pain has been forgotten, and it’s as if it never happened.”
Wu Yan covered his mouth and smiled, these words are true.
Ning Yao and Pei Qian returned to the night boat and appeared on the covered bridge together.
It could be seen that Pei Qian was in a much better mood. However, she still did not look at Jiang She on the street, but looked at the woman.
The woman burst into tears instantly.
After waiting for thousands of years, the woman is not happy with the situation here.
But she didn't dare to say a word, fearing that her daughter, who had suffered too much, would think she was complaining.
The burly man on the street hesitated for a moment, retreated to the alley around the corner, and sat casually on the steps of a shop.
Chen Ping'an leaned against the wall and didn't say anything.
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The number one immortal master on Ruzhou Mountain, Mr. Zhu with the Taoist name "Green Ping", is currently in retreat. He needs to concentrate on studying a large talisman accidentally obtained from the ruins. As for breaking through the realm and joining the Tao, it will still not be possible in a short time.
I dared to hope, but I was disturbed. I had to leave the cave to see what was going on. When I went out, I didn't know what the sky was like. I was shocked when I saw it. First, it looked like there was a heavenly emperor appearing in the center of Ziwei Yuan, and then there was
The Big Dipper appears and hides, and nine sword lights fall straight down to the world, as if giving orders to the world.
At first, Mr. Zhu calculated very carefully with his fingers, trying his best to deduce the secret... That's all, his fingers were almost smoking. He shook his wrist vigorously, took out a folding fan from his sleeve, and gently tapped the palm of his hand.
After thinking for a moment, the person's body transformed into a rainbow, and with lightning speed, he rode the wind straight towards Yashan.
Yashan is not an immortal mansion, and there is no great formation to protect the mountain. Zhu's body fell to the ground, and he said, "Have you passed the threshold?"
Lin Jiangxian smiled and joked: "You have a good nose, can you smell the fishy smell?"
Someone Zhu said: "Master Lin, I have a question for you."
Lin Jiangxian nodded and said: "The situation has been broken."
"Congratulations."
Mr. Zhu cupped his fists and shook them vigorously a few times, then sighed quietly, "It's just a pity that the world is in a hurry."
Lin Jiangxian said nothing.
Mr. Zhu said from his heart: "Have I already seen our 'our' wood owner?"
Lin Jiangxian said: "It's the ancient song of Pipa Peak in Youzhou."
Zhu took out his folding fan and slapped his forehead, "I knew it!"
Just know you are, just know she is!
To be precise, Gu Yange is, of course, just a skin in which "she" walks around the world.
Gu Yange, a native of Youzhou, is one of the top ten latest masters in the Qingming world.
Wear a braid and hang it in front of you. The scenery is stunning, like a river flowing between the two peaks facing each other.
She had just been to Yashan not long ago for a martial arts performance, and it was someone Zhu who personally took her up the mountain.
Someone Zhu asked: "She can now walk around the world freely?"
Lin Jiangxian said: "It seems that Daozu didn't pay much attention to her before. There was probably a verbal agreement. The specific content is hard to guess. But when I first arrived in Qingming World, I came to the door with my sword and had a serious chat with her.
.I also made a gentleman's agreement with her. As long as I don't nod, she can't leave Dongtian and wander around Youzhou. Later, when I saw that the time was right, I asked Qi Huajian to pass a message to her."
Someone Zhu asked: "What if I face...them alone?"
Lin Jiangxian said: "It's still not enough."
Zhu laughed at himself: "I thought my level was high enough. Sun Guanzhu is the unbeatable fifth in the world, and Zhu is the unbeatable eleventh in the world. Even though this ranking is very unfair, no matter what, I really don't
It’s low.”
Lin Jiangxian said something strange, "A person cannot control the length of a shadow."
Mr. Zhu sighed and said: "Of course, it has nothing to do with being rich or poor."
Mr. Zhu began to feel sorry for himself, "No wonder, no wonder, they are all right. I blame you for not reminding me in advance. It was me who was obsessed with me and blinded by beauty."
The ancestors of Gu Yange were all widowers. He liked to go to the battlefield to observe battles and fights. He was good at Vipassana and had great research on the meridians of the human body.
Someone Zhu suddenly said: "Master Lin? Us?"
Lin Jiangxian smiled and said: "Aren't you friends?"
Get along with the strong and observe their ways, walk with the weak to protect their ways, and discuss the ways with fellow believers.
So what if it’s a late night, with a full glass of wine, gathering friends, and having a midnight snack.
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The night sailing ship docked at Aquarius Island, where Tong Wenchang, the divine king of the Huashan Mountains, bore the divine name Dazhu.
At dawn, outside an inconspicuous earth temple, an old man in linen clothes and straw shoes was sitting on the steps, smoking a cigarette.
The landowner squatting aside repeatedly asked what was going on with the stars in the sky last night. The silent old man who smoked dry cigarettes was very annoyed and said that you, a landowner, don't care about heaven's affairs and want to go to heaven.
The landowner was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "Old Tong, if you continue to speak so rudely, be careful. I will move to Beiyue tomorrow morning and see if there is anyone to chat with you in the future!"
The main hall of Xiyue, where the golden statue of the god is enshrined, is very popular. Tong Wenchang often comes here to relax, and it's hard to say who will chat with whom.
Tong Wenchang said calmly: "Move to Beiyue? Do you have money? With your little wealth, can you afford a few night outs and banquets?"
The landowner said angrily, "Then lend me some."
Tong Wenchang was too lazy to talk. He just glanced at the west coast and said, "Go to the temple immediately to take shelter."
The landowner stretched his neck and followed Tong Laoer's line of sight, "Who is it? The one who ruined the place? You can't."
Tong Wenchang said: "Dali Imperial Master and his party."
The Earth God looked shocked and said: "Cui Guoshi?!"
Tong Wenchang said: "He is Cui Guoshi's younger brother. Chen Ping'an has succeeded Da Li as the next Guoshi. The court has kept this matter hidden from the outside world. Only a few people know about it. Just forget it if you have heard about it. Don't spread it outside.
The flaw is that His Majesty the Emperor Long Yan is so angry that I can’t bear it. I might even be blamed for lax discipline and poor control. When the time comes, I’ll lend you some money to pack up your clothes and go to Piyun Mountain to beg for food?”
The Tudong said timidly: "It's okay if you let me meet the new Imperial Master. I'll just hide behind you and remain silent."
Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water, Landscape Newspaper,
Tong Wenchang waved the cigarette stick and said: "Hurry back and don't even think about taking the opportunity to take a peek. The Grand Master of Da Li is the Grand Master of Da Li."
Seeing Tong Wenchang's solemn expression, the land lord did not dare to make a mistake. He immediately used his magic power to shrink the earth and returned to the golden statue of the temple. He never dared to pry into what was going on outside without authorization. Mr. Tong was a mountain man with no official aura.
Jun, then when he repeatedly mentioned the word "National Preceptor", Tu TuGong, who had been immersed in the officialdom of Shanshui for many years, felt enlightened. Mr. Tong highly recognized Chen Jianxian's successor as the Imperial Preceptor of Dali.
One after another figures fell here, and there was such a large group of people inexplicably. It was noisy. Tong Wenchang put away the dry tobacco pole, stood up slowly, and asked: "National Master, who are these?"
Without waiting for Chen Ping'an to reply, Jiang She sneered: "Martial arts, know how to embroider fists and legs. Little pawns who run around in rivers and lakes, there is no name. Fortunately, I have the same surname as the old clan master Jiang. A country rough guy like me doesn't know etiquette. Shenjun
Your status is respected, don't be offended."
It's quite bold to say that.
Tong Wenchang smiled, holding an old cigarette rod in his hand, cupping his hands and saying, "Tong Wenchang of Xiyue, I have met Daoist Jiang, I'm glad to meet you."
Jiang She was indifferent.
The woman immediately tugged on her sleeve, but Jiang She still had a straight face. The woman refused and tugged again. Jiang She could only reluctantly clasp her fists in return, "I'll give you some face."
Tong Wenchang didn't take it seriously. There were so many weird-tempered people on the mountain that he couldn't care about them. What's more, wasn't he himself?
Xie Gou put his hand to his mouth and said: "Wu Yan, you man has been depressed for so many years and has saved a lot of face. Give a little here and a little there. Is it enough to distribute it? You really think you are our protector of the mountain.
melon seeds?"
Wu Yan joked: "I don't have enough shame. If I was picked up and tossed by someone in my early years, wouldn't my face have blossomed already?"
Xie Gou suddenly said: "No wonder, no wonder. It's because we, the mountain master, are in a certain place, have the same purpose but the same purpose."
Jiang She's eyelids trembled slightly.
Chen Pingan laughed it off.
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The Yangchang Palace in Luzhou Skeleton Beach in Beiju and Guixi Valley is located in a remote place. It is the dojo of the great immortal who catches demons. The three-entry courtyard that used to be a little shabby was finally expanded to five-entry courtyard last year. At that time, the palace owner always showed his old ways.
, turned over the almanac, chose an auspicious day, and summoned several little ones,
I put a few strings of firecrackers at the door. I sent out many gilded invitations to fellow Taoists on the mountain, but no one came to congratulate me. My plan to make some money back through this was in vain. In the past, chaos returned to the Ghost Valley.
, but it’s not all about money. Nowadays, the world is deteriorating, and people’s hearts are not what they used to be.
At three o'clock in the morning, the demon-catching immortal with a goatee clasped his hands behind his back. He changed his name to Zhuo Chengxian. As for the demon clan's real name, it was recorded in the Pima Sect a few years ago. In this three-acre land, he still likes to use honorific names.
He calls himself an old immortal.
Walking slowly to the door of Yangchang Palace, there are two idiots outside the door. One is standing still, holding a wooden gun in his arms, which looks like a nail. The other is lying on the ground enjoying himself, using his hands as pillows, crossing his legs, and singing a ditty with dirty words.
Son. This old palace master who calls himself the Great Immortal of Demon Catchers, when he saw this state of life, he suddenly
If you don't get angry all over the place, if you are stupid or oily, then no one will be promising! There are now a total of about ten so-called resident Taoist priests in Yangchang Palace, all of them are lazy people who do not work hard, but
Having said that, if they have a bright future, they don't need to hang around in the Yangchang Palace.
The nominal disciples, these two losers at the door, one died inexplicably before, and the other was replaced later. For the Ghost Valley back then, it was a normal and trivial matter. An old immortal wearing a Taoist robe and two beards stood inside the threshold.
He didn't say anything, suppressed his anger, and lived in seclusion as a Taoist priest. This kind of cultivation is still
Yes, no matter what, the situation of my own Yangchang Palace is worse than that of Jixiao Mountain and Tongguan Mountain, as well as the Peking Mountain of the summer queen, and those Taoist friends who were destroyed one by one, and died.
After all, we are still better, better than the better than the worse, and we still have a stable territory.
The tall spirit lying on the ground basking in the sun lazily said: "Senior brother, we in Yangchang Palace are a group of spirits. Master wants to take the title of Demon Catcher. What do you think? Does thief mean "catching thief"? Let me see.
The incense in Yangchang Palace is so bad, it’s probably because Master’s Taoist instructions are wrong.”
The senior brother who was as thin as a bamboo pole stood on the spot with his back straight and said in a panic: "Junior brother, don't talk about Master and his elders like that."
He used to be a junior brother, but now he is a senior brother, but the man lying on the ground never regarded him as a senior brother.
The junior brother swayed his legs leisurely and sneered: "Our Yangchang Palace, Wang Xiaoer's New Year is really not as good as every year."
The old immortal coughed lightly, stepped across the threshold, squinted his eyes, twirled his beard with two fingers, and said in a polite voice, "Have you found any suspicious people peeking into my dojo?"
The tall elf who was the junior brother stood up like a carp, raised the wooden gun on the ground with his toes, and held it in his hand without blushing. "Master, it was senior brother's idea. He said that our Yangchang Palace is a good place for purity and Taoism," he said.
There aren’t many guests anyway, so why don’t the brothers and sisters take turns to rest so that things won’t be delayed.”
The skinny mouse, who was no better than a wooden gun, hesitated and said nothing. He just remembered Master's question and answered honestly, "Master, I don't dare to slack off in guarding the door today."
There is nothing suspicious at the door."
The old immortal was too lazy to look at the two poles and sneered: "He is the only one who has the brains to come up with lazy ways? It's really a good thing. As a teacher, you should go to the main hall to burn incense."
The tall elf nodded and bowed: "Master Dharma Eye."
The skinny mouse remained silent.
The old immortal stood on the steps with a frown on his face and murmured to himself, "A storm is coming."
After thinking for a moment, the old immortal sighed, "After all, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and the earth."
It turns out that a few years ago, the rich and wealthy Skin City fell in love with Yangchang Palace, a geomantic treasure land, and wanted to open it as a separate courtyard and build a fairy ferry in the mountain. Actually, the Demon Catching Immortal said that he would not mention it.
No way to sell
This ancestral property is just a means to raise the price. It is not that there is no temptation. In the final analysis, the price has not been negotiated. The price offered by the other party is seven or eight Guyu coins away from the old palace owner's expectation. That is Guyu coins.
!
Without Gao Cheng in charge, the backbone of the struggle with the Pima Sect, the Pima Sect would have no opponents at all, and the Ghost Valley would completely change.
Fortunately, the Pima Sect did not kill them all. Except for some extremely vicious people who are bloodthirsty by nature, the rest can survive. As for how to survive, it depends on each person's ability.
Zhu Quan's fierce aunt is finally no longer the head of the clan. It is said that she has traveled to other continents not long ago. It is a joy to congratulate her and everyone is celebrating.
There are still forty or fifty of them on the hilltops of large and small cities and sects and sects in the Ghost Valley. However, they all have to live with their tail between their legs when they are living under someone else’s roof. They can no longer follow their temper and be happy. However, there are some people who make money in a good way, but they are better than before.
There is more oil and water, such as Fan Yunluo's one
Nowadays, Skinny City is prospering and becoming more and more prosperous. Thinking back to those days, when Fan Yunluo saw her at all kinds of banquets, she would respectfully address her as the Demon Catching Immortal or the Old Palace Master. Now, any person in Skiny City can
You dare to shout and call yourself by name.
The old palace master twirled his goat's beard with one hand and patted his belly with the other. He looked melancholy and said: "In this peaceful and peaceful world, all the military skills and strategies are useless. It is a pity and a tragedy that heroes have no place to use them."
It was hard for the mouse spirit to realize what was going on, so he quickly sighed heavily.
The old palace master said angrily: "It's over."
The mouse was grinning.
The old immortal gets worried every time he thinks about something now. He has a secret room, and the entrance to the secret passage is under the incense table in the main hall of Yangchang Palace. But the treasure at the bottom of the box is not an immortal magic weapon, but some military books. Back then,
Unlike today, it is actually not easy for Ghost Valley to collect the books that can be found everywhere. Most of them are relics and relics. They were abandoned by other qigong practitioners, but were treasured as treasures by the great demon-catching immortal.
He even stole books, he even stole books, a foreigner, a lard-stricken man, a mad man, he was really a guy who suffered a thousand blows. He shouldn’t be a human being!
He was not rich to begin with, but being beaten by that traitor made things even worse. This made the great demon-hunting immortal completely disheartened. He was recruiting troops and horses, accumulating armor and weapons. One day, he would be able to command as many powerful generals as clouds and as commanding as his arms.
...It's all gone.
Glancing sideways at the mouse spirit, the old fairy cursed a few times out of habit, but the latter just scratched his head and smiled, not daring to speak back.
The Great Demon Catcher has known for a long time that this incompetent apprentice often hangs out at Naiheguan Market.
In the unowned land outside the Yangchang Palace, I collected some mountain medicinal materials and jade. I worked for three to five months before I could fill a basket, and then I went to the market to sell them for money. At first, every time I went back and forth, I could probably
It never dares to keep it secretly if it earns two or three pieces of snow. When it earns some money, it will be used to replenish the sesame oil in Yangchang Palace, saying it is to honor its master.
At that time, there was a lot of chaos in the Ghost Valley, but all the forces did not dare to make any mistakes. They were afraid that if they violated the regulations, the monks of the Pima Sect would kill the demons. So everyone behaved very well, Yangchang Palace.
The surrounding area is indeed very quiet, but when the situation gradually stabilizes, people are trying to find ways to fight for and demarcate the territory. In short, the big fish eats the small fish and the small fish eats the shrimp, but they don't fight and kill on the table.
, the secret methods are endless, and there are all kinds of tricks. People like Yangchang Palace, which can only eat mud, can only guard one-third of an acre, so its small business will not be able to follow the market, and it will only take half a year.
Go to the market. No matter how poor the Yangchang Palace is, the Great Immortal who catches monsters as a master still looks down on those three melons and two dates... Broken silver, I am a practitioner, and I want those few scraps of silver to make a living
I'm so embarrassed! It's enough for the stupid disciple not to hide the snow secretly and spend money.
It dreams that one day, with a lot of secretly saved money in its pocket, it will go north along the swaying river and buy books in the counties and cities where there are many bookshops! Then go home and read!
It was basking in the warm sun, secretly looking forward to the next reunion with Chen Jianxian.
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The group of people arrived at the gate of Luolu Mountain.
Xiaomo, who had been wandering for thousands of years, now just has a feeling that he is home.
I remember after catching the sword light in the courtyard of Lingxi City.
When Xiaomo looked back.
On the steps at the door of the house, from left to right, sword cultivators sit side by side.
Cui Dongshan leaned back and rested his elbows on the ground with a bright smile. Jiang Shangzhen nodded lightly.
Xie Gou, who was sitting in the middle, was grinning.
Liu Xianyang gave a thumbs up. Chen Pingan gently touched his palms and smiled, with a gentle look on his face.