Chapter two hundred and sixty-two a leaf boat, elegant boy
(11,000 word chapter.)
A fierce sword came from the land to Osmanthus Island in the middle of the sea, and another sword followed closely, still coming from the top of the sea of clouds in Old Dragon City.
The power of the two swords is earth-shattering.
On the sea between Laolongcheng and Osmanthus Island, ravines were cut twice by the sword energy from the sky.
While Chen Ping'an closed his eyes and realized the sword's intention, the old Jindan swordsman had come back to his senses. The reason why he didn't catch the fleeting sword's intention like Chen Pin'an and tried to attack the jade with stones from other mountains was not because of the old swordsman.
The sword cultivator's experience is not as good as that of a four-level martial artist, but the old man knows very well that after his own sword intention is shaped, the spirit and spirit contained in the swords of other sword immortals will easily contradict themselves if onlookers randomly borrow and absorb them.
, making his pure sword intention become complicated.
But if the two swordsmanships are roughly similar, it's certainly a good thing.
The sword meaning of Ma Zhi's natal flying sword is based on the shade of trees, so the sword meaning is close to the cold spring, heavy snow, clear springs, etc., but far away from fire, scorching heat, furnaces, etc., similar to the two swords of the sea of clouds, they are taken from the true meaning of the battlefield.
The "strangling and attacking" are very different, so the old sword cultivators will not follow the clues to pick up the sword intent of the two swords and use them for their own use. On the contrary, some junior sword cultivators who have just entered the middle fifth realm, the sword intent
It is not yet stable, even if the two sword intentions are completely opposite, it will still be beneficial.
Chen Ping'an stood there and subconsciously set up the sword furnace stake.
Ma Zhi is so old-fashioned, of course he will not disturb this small opportunity for the young man. He even deliberately raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, not only breaking up the shade of some ancestral trees, but also taking the initiative to grab some fleeting strands.
Let the sword energy seep into Guimai Small Courtyard, allowing Chen Ping'an to feel the sword's intention more deeply.
During this process, Ma Zhi became even more in awe of the old Dragon City sword cultivator. The sword of the Earth Immortal was so powerful that it could destroy mountains and seas. It was a kind of shock. It was not surprising. It really determined the distance between the Earth Immortal sword cultivator and the sword cultivator.
How far the realm is is no longer a test of the superficial power, but a test of the concentration of the sword's intention. If the sword's energy is scattered and the spirit is chaotic, a sword is handed out with great power, but the sword's intention is flowing out everywhere, which shows that the swordsman has a good grasp of the sword.
The control of mind cannot be called perfect.
As for the sword cultivator who made a bold move from Old Dragon City, even if he thrust out a sword across such a long distance across the sea, the concentration of his sword intent was almost equivalent to Ma Zhi's hundred-foot sword draw. How could Ma Zhi not be amazed and admired?
Known as the Earthly Immortal Realm, the Tenth Realm Sword Cultivator is only one step away from breaking through the bottleneck and reaching the Upper Fifth Realm. Because the sword cultivator is so lethal, his entire career in the Middle Fifth Realm before that was often outstanding, so compared to
Ordinary terrestrial immortals in the ten realms of Nascent Soul are more "out of the world", just like the Fengxue Temple in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, before they became the sword immortals in the Yupu realm, they completely left the world and have been in a state of life and death.
It seems that this old sword cultivator from Old Dragon City must have been greatly annoyed by someone on the Fan family's Osmanthus Island, otherwise he would never have risked a catastrophe by using his sword so fiercely.
Ma Zhi asked Aunt Gui in his heart, "Mrs. Gui, who took action? Was it against our Fan family, or was it a dispute with a foreign guest?"
Aunt Gui hesitated for a moment and answered vaguely: "It should be an outsider from Old Dragon City who has some conflicts with the descendants of the Jiang family of Yu Guizong in Tongyezhou. We, the Fan family and Guihua Island, don't need to pay attention to it, and we will remain calm immediately."
Can."
Ma Zhi said with emotion: "Since it's a fight between two groups of gods on the top of the mountain, let's just watch the show."
Aunt Gui smiled slightly, "It should be so."
Ma Zhi suddenly said in surprise: "Jade Guizong's Jiang family? But the Jiang family who holds the blessed land of Yun Cave?"
However, Aunt Gui had already closed her heart early, cut off her inner voice, and stopped paying attention to the old swordsman's inquiry.
Ma Zhi didn't care about this, and just thought it was Mrs. Gui with a special status. She was worried that Guihua Island's body would be affected by Chi Yu, and she needed to be distracted to deal with it.
Seeing that the young man was still setting up the stake, Ma Zhi simply put away his flying sword and sat beside the stone table. There are ten big caves, thirty-six small caves, and seventy-two blessed places in the world.
There are three, six or nine grades in total, with different grades. The Qingtan blessed land controlled by Shen Gaozong of Aquarius Continent has a very low grade, while the Cloud Grotto blessed land held by the Jiang family of Tongye Continent is extremely good.
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After Chen Pingan opened his eyes, the old man smiled and asked: "How?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I only know that this sword is very powerful, but I can't say how powerful it is. After thinking about it for a long time, I only vaguely grasped the meaning. It's a pity. If this sword could be slower, it would be better."
alright."
Ma Zhi joked: "A Yuanying Realm Immortal Sword Cultivator, how fast does he draw his sword? Do you need to say hello to you Chen Ping'an beforehand?"
Chen Pingan scratched his head, "How dare you do this."
Chen Pingan suddenly asked worriedly: "Is there a sword cultivator who wants to do harm to Osmanthus Island?"
Ma Zhi waved his hands with a relaxed expression and explained with a smile: "No, I just had a holiday with the guests of Tongyezhou on the island, so I used two swords to demonstrate. The two swords were very particular and did not harm the foundation of Guihua Island. This
In fact, it is tantamount to expressing goodwill to Osmanthus Island. Otherwise, unless it is in a remote and inaccessible area, one of them will not be able to hold back, and some energy will be scattered, which is normal."
Ma Zhi spoke more lightly, but the old man thought more profoundly.
This unknown Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator is either an extremely disciplined person, or he has an old relationship with the Fan family of Old Dragon City. The latter is obviously more likely.
Elsewhere on Guihua Island, there is no such harmonious and harmonious atmosphere as Guimai Xiaoyuan.
Jiang Beihai's face was so gloomy that water dripped from his face.
The ten-level Nascent Soul of the family enshrined the old man and fell in a pool of blood. The priceless robe "Black Bamboo Forest" has been completely destroyed. The cost of completely repairing it is so huge that it is probably better to just buy a new one.
Excellent robe. The old man was not seriously injured, and he quickly stood up unsteadily. He looked desolate, because the power of the second sword was mostly offset by the precious robe given to him by the ancestor of the Jiang family.
The tall and thin old man stared at the old dragon city on the land and gritted his teeth and said: "The thief plotted a sneak attack with two swords one after another. He is going too far!"
"Mr. Su, what's going on?" Jiang Beihai asked softly, but his body remained motionless, standing with his feet rooted to the spot. Not only he, the direct son of the Jiang family, but also the other family servants and direct descendants of the Yu Gui clan were exactly the same, and they all remained motionless.
, I dare not take a breath.
The old priest was furious, but his tone was quite helpless, and he said: "I only know that those two swords were made by the same person. The place where the swords were made was in the sea of clouds above Old Dragon City. Could it be a certain ancestor of the Fu family, holding a sword?"
A half-immortal soldier, demonstrating to us?"
Jiang Beihai thought for a moment, "The Fu family has never liked the Ding family, and the Ding family has a good relationship with the Tongye Sect. It was that guy who the Ding family relied on to remain standing in Old Dragon City. Our Yugui Sect and Tongye Sect
They have been enemies for thousands of years. Logically speaking, the enemy of our enemy is our friend, even if we choose the Fan family's Osmanthus Island to go to Daoxuan Mountain this time instead of the Fu family's treasure-eating whale.
You shouldn’t have such a big grudge against us. The Fu family is not stupid. They don’t know the strength of the Yu Gui Sect, and they don’t know the status of our Jiang family in the Yu Gui Sect. Moreover, the Fu family has always had a close relationship with the Fan family.
good……"
The woman in palace clothes said cautiously: "Could it be because of Mrs. Gui? Maybe it's an ancestor of the Fu family who has a crush on her?"
Jiang Beihai lowered his voice and said with an angry laugh: "We are not robbing Mrs. Gui openly? We are just discussing the business openly and honestly. If Osmanthus Island is Fu Qi's property and Mrs. Gui is Fu Qi's mistress, then there is such a turmoil.
It's barely passable. This Osmanthus Island was obtained by the ancestors of the Fan family through luck. How come the Fu family is responsible for this? Do you really think that our Yu Gui clan is a vegetarian? Believe it or not, I just need to add some fuel and jealousy to our Yu Gui clan.
Those two hot-tempered ancestors of the sect will soon go to Old Dragon City to raise an army to question their crimes?"
Women always like to use their brains on matters of love, while men like to use their minds on matters of power.
The tall and thin old man had a stern look on his face and warned Jiang Beihai in his heart: "Young Master, we are not allowed to report our trip to Daoxuan Mountain to the sect this time!"
Jiang Beihai nodded in his heart and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Su, I know the pros and cons."
The old man took a deep breath and said, "I will go to Old Dragon City right away and see the Sword Immortal in person. I have to understand and settle this matter so that we can go to Daoxuan Mountain with peace of mind. I will try my best to return to Osmanthus Island as soon as possible."
Jiang Beihai said softly: "Mr. Su, be careful."
"Don't worry, we will never disgrace the names of Jade Guizong and the Yunku Jiang family."
After saying these words, the old man stood up from the ground and headed for Old Dragon City against the wind. Before that, the old man had already put away the priceless robe "Black Bamboo Forest", and the bloody wounds were visible to the naked eye.
The speed of recovery is truly a magical method of making flesh out of bones, and he is worthy of being the long-famous Nascent Soul Realm boss in Tongyezhou.
After the ups and downs of the two swords, everyone on Guihua Island, whether it was the Fan family or the passengers, were talking about it. Fortunately, almost everyone was from the mountains who had traveled all over the country. They were well-informed. Since they were qualified to go to Daixuan Mountain in person, no matter what
Whether it is business or travel, it will not be simple. Although he was shocked, it was not frightening. In addition, Guihua Island quickly came to comfort him, and the storm quickly subsided.
Jinsu sent the medicinal materials retrieved from the foot of the mountain to Guimai Xiaoyuan, and quickly returned to his master Aunt Gui. Seeing the light-hearted woman, he was in a rare good mood and cooked a pot of tea. When he saw his disciple return, he handed it to
Jinsu had a cup of hot tea. After Jinsu sat down, he had already calmed down before drinking tea and tasting the master's craftsmanship.
The woman knew that Jin Su was full of questions, but she didn't want to say anything more. She just smiled and said: "For the eldest young master of the Jiang family, it is undoubtedly a sudden disaster. For you and me, the master and the disciple, it is a blessing from the sky. Jin Su, you don't need to say more."
Q, this time I go to sea and after returning from Daoxuan Mountain, I will try my best to let you meet the person who used the sword."
Aunt Gui laughed softly and said: "There is a world outside the sky, and there are people above us. It's not nonsense. From now on, when you walk around alone, it's better to restrain yourself."
Jin Su didn't pay much attention to the last words of advice from an experienced man. He had already turned his head and looked in the direction of Old Dragon City, full of expectations.
A small Guimai courtyard that is uncontested by the world does not need to care about the storms on the top of the mountain.
After that, Chen Pingan practiced swordsmanship with Jindan Laojian every day. The latter did three things. First, he used his natal flying sword to transform the void into his body, helping Chen Pingan to temper his three souls and consolidate the embryonic light, Shuangling and Youyou.
The foundation of the Three Soul Paths, and then Ma Zhihui presses the situation, uses swordsmanship to control the flying sword Liang Yin, and confronts Chen Pingan. Finally, he watches Chen Pingan practice the sword moves of "Swordsmanship Sermon", giving pointers and corrections.
The flaws in Chen Pingan’s sword-drawing posture.
But Chen Pingan's sword practice was very interesting. He did not pull out any sword from the wooden box behind his back. He just held the sword every time, imagining that he was holding the sword with one hand. Ma Zhi had questions about this, and Chen Pingan gave the answer
, which is rather absurd. It is said that there are two swords behind his back. The one he named "Demon" is someone else's sword and cannot be used. The locust wood sword named "Exorcist" was once used in the battlefield.
He pulled out the scabbard once, but later found that the wooden sword was too light. He felt that it was best to find an iron sword with enough weight for the sword he started practicing swordsmanship with. Otherwise, his hand would be too light to hold the sword with
I didn’t get enough of it, but I always felt something was wrong.
Only by holding an epee in hand and being able to draw the sword extremely quickly will he be able to encounter a strong enemy that the epee cannot beat one day. Chen Ping'an will change to a wooden sword to draw the sword the fastest.
Fight the enemy with one sword.
Ma Zhi, as a god in the eyes of the world, has only a mediocre interest in martial arts and swordsmanship. In fact, he has no feelings for the persistent pursuit of swordsmen like Chen Ping'an. He even has a trace of disdain deep in his heart.
What treasures of heaven and earth can be dug out by digging for food? But if Chen Pingan is working hard on the Jianyi Avenue, Ma Zhi will probably not be able to help himself, and he will tell Chen Pingan endlessly that he will not work for three days and three nights.
Disaster.
Jinsu, the sweet-scented osmanthus girl, would regularly deliver three meals a day. What made the woman relieved was that Chen Pingan did not push her too far. He really treated her as a maid serving tea and water. She had to take care of bathing and dressing, otherwise she would
It really gave me a headache. Even when it came to replacing the potion in the bucket, Chen Pingan was still able to do it on his own, which made Jin Su finally develop a good impression of this young Fan family guest.
Then there is the sweet-scented osmanthus wine stored in Guimai Xiaoyuan, which needs to be replenished every three to five times.
As Jin Su, it was not impossible for her to bring dozens of jugs of wine to the small courtyard at once, but she finally gave up on this once and for all plan, perhaps hoping to take advantage of the opportunity to meet one more time to see the foreigner.
The depth of youth. After all, a long journey across the sea is a bit boring for these sweet-scented osmanthus girls who are already familiar with the route. The so-called ten sceneries of Osmanthus Island, such as the bright moon rising with the tide, and the vaguely visible osmanthus trees growing in the middle of the moon.
The mirage showing the wonders of the ancient palace, the swarms of flying fish on the sea surrounding Osmanthus Island, etc., will be amazing at first sight, and will even make people take the initiative to pay for a painter to leave a beautiful picture in his pen, but you can really see more
, it would be difficult to attract people. Some of the strange people and strange things happening around Osmanthus Island are more interesting to them, the Osmanthus girls.
Chen Pingan now wakes up at the beginning of every day, before dawn, and practices the six-step walking pile for about an hour. The old sword master Ma Zhihui will show up around Chenshi, and he drinks a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus girl leisurely until Chen Pingan finishes practicing.
That unremarkable boxing pile, or to be precise, it was when Chen Ping'an and the other old men finished drinking a bottle of wine, and it was almost exactly when Jinsu delivered the breakfast box. It took about two and a quarter hours, during which Ma Zhihui briefly talked about how to use the sword today.
The strength of the sword, the reason why the sword intention is more important, and some interesting things about sword cultivators in the world.
After that, Chen Ping'an handed the food box back to Jinsu who was waiting at the entrance of the courtyard, mostly just saying thank you. If Guimai Xiaoyuan needs more wine, he won't be embarrassed, just tell the young woman directly.
One day of practice, at Ma Zhi's suggestion, Chen Ping'an first practiced the sword moves from the "Sword Art Classic" from easy to difficult. For two hours in the morning, Ma Zhi would draw his sword without warning, deliberately destroying Chen Ping'an's performance in one go.
Therefore, Chen Pingan not only needs to polish four sword moves including the avalanche style and Zhenshentou, but also needs to always pay attention to the harassment of a golden elixir sword cultivator. Occasionally, Ma Zhihui will simply arrive in advance for the sword test with him in the afternoon.
morning.
Before the end of noon, the two of them will definitely have lunch, and then start the afternoon sword test. Now Ma Zhi has silently upgraded his realm from Dongfu realm sword cultivation to the seventh sea-viewing realm. He is sitting at the stone table, drinking and drinking.
He keeps drawing out his sword, using Liang Yin, his natal flying sword, to assassinate Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan can use any means to meet the enemy, whether it is those frightening ancient boxing frames, the four new offensive and defensive moves learned from "Swordsmanship Sermon", or a chaotic attack.
Ma Zhi never cared about the bastard punch that killed his master. As long as you, Chen Ping An, could hide in the rapidly passing shade of the yard, or knock back the natal flying sword with one punch, that would be all.
Often before the sword practice was finished in an afternoon, Chen Ping'an's skin was already torn and his clothes were in tatters.
Sometimes Ma Zhi would slow down the speed of drawing his sword, let the embarrassed Chen Ping'an go, and drink a few more sips of wine. The side dishes on the table include drunkard peanuts, garlic scallops, fried small fish, and cold pig ears.
, enough for the old man to drink. But every time Chen Pingan took a rare breather, the next time the old man suddenly drew his sword, it would be thunderous. Maybe the old man was chewing crispy dried fish in his mouth at that time, but Chen Pingan was stabbed by a swift sword.
Entering the heart, the flying sword returned in an arc, and pierced Chen Pingan's heart from the back. Then the old man would sneer and say: "If it hadn't been for the flying sword to transform into nothingness, you would have died twice. You would never be able to taste this salt and pepper again."
Dried fish, Chen Ping'an, even if it's just for this food and wine, you should work harder."
In order to ensure the continuity of sword practice, there is no dinner in Guimai Courtyard, only midnight snacks. Jinsu only needs to leave the food box at the entrance of the courtyard.
Generally, after the You hour, Chen Ping'an would stand and be beaten, using the cool shadow of the flying sword to "walk through the corridors and buildings" and "gallop the post road" in the soul, to weaken the thickness and toughness of the three souls.
Recently, the old swordsman no longer explained his sword techniques in detail, but was just careful to let Chen Pingan chew the pain carefully.
Chen Pingan likes and dislikes this period of time the most. He likes it because he knows that this training is the most beneficial from martial arts practice. He doesn't like it because it always reminds him of the ordeal of Shanzhulou. Fortunately, the old swordsman's actions are more reserved, compared to the light.
The opening and closing of the old man's feet were like the ruthless methods used by heavenly gods to beat ordinary people to death. It was much easier. Not only could Chen Ping'an endure it, but he could also take this opportunity to practice the six-step walking and the two steps of "Swordsmanship Serious".
The sword moves are defensive, mountain style and armor style. Compared with the slow stewing method practiced by oneself, with the help of the old sword cultivator, it is tantamount to cooking with martial arts, getting twice the result with half the effort.
But over time, Chen Pingan, who was enjoying his misery, figured out an interesting thing, that is, the rapid and complicated avalanche style of the sword, coupled with the disembowelling and heart-breaking pain caused by the tempering of the flying sword by the old swordsman, as long as
Gritting his teeth and persisting, the sword will be drawn faster. Chen Pingan's understanding of this swordsmanship attack has made rapid progress. Later, every time Chen Pingan "holds the sword" and delivers the avalanche style, even he himself feels that as long as he really has a sword in his hand.
If you really want to use a magic weapon with a certain aura of sword energy, it might even be able to shine through the small courtyard.
After practicing the sword for a day, usually at the turn of Xu and Hai, Chen Pingan went to boil water and put the medicinal materials into the bucket. Before waiting for the water to boil, Chen Pingan went to the entrance of the courtyard to get a food box. The old man and the young man used the stone table as a
At the dining table, after midnight snacks, if sometimes Chen Pingan is seriously injured or the bloodstains all over his body are too miserable, he will soak in a bucket first, take a shower and change clothes before eating midnight snacks. Even if Lao Jian Xiu Ma Zhi has eaten first,
He would also sit at the stone table and wait for Chen Pingan. During the latter's meal, he would explain to Chen Pingan the gains and losses of today's sword practice, just like a review of the chess game. After all, Ma Zhi is a golden elixir sword cultivator with unique vision and better skills than Chen Pingan.
Although the old man surnamed Cui and Ma Zhi in Shanzhulou are very different in level, they are more willing to explain one thing carefully and clearly. Most of Chen Ping'an's questions can be answered.
After packing up the food box, Chen Pingan will continue to practice the walking skills of Shanshan Quanpu. Even if it takes ten or a hundred years, no matter how high his realm is by then, Chen Pingan will probably not fall behind this most introductory martial art.
Crude boxing.
After half the time, Chen Pingan would go back to the house to sleep.
This cycle repeats almost every day. Before I know it, the sun has risen and set more than thirty times on Osmanthus Island, and the nine scenic spots on the sea have quietly passed by.
Ten days later, regarding the fourth view of Osmanthus Island on the sea route, Lao Jianxiu suggested that Chen Ping'an should stop his practice and go to the ancestral osmanthus tree to enjoy the scenery.
Since the old man said so, Chen Pingan did as he was told. Just at dawn, Chen Pingan came to the top of the crowded Guihua Island. He looked up and saw a huge gap. The Guihua Island route ran straight through it.
On the side are two island mountains with mountains descending from high to low. On the peaks, buildings are lined up one after another, built against the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist.
The strangeness of this scene is not that the isolated Xianjia sect on the island is isolated from the world, but that it lies between the two confronting cliffs on the way to Guihua Island. On the top of the cliffs on both sides, there is a golden statue of a hundred feet high.
The statue of the god stands tall and majestic, and after countless years of time and water washing, the statue still shines golden, even for Qi practitioners, it is intimidating.
It is rumored that among the two statues of the golden gods, one was once the divine general who guarded the Nantian Gate, and the other was the god in charge of the water transportation of Dadu in the world. He was the first of the many rain masters in the sky, and was nominally in charge of the water transport.
The moving clouds and rain of all the real dragons in the world are reflected in the sky. The Tianmen God is holding a sword in front of him, with his hands stacked against the hilt of the sword. He is a huge god who seems to be overlooking the human world.
The face of the Rain Master God is blurred, covered by clouds and fog, and the gender cannot be distinguished. There are colorful streamers made of unknown materials, lingering around the body, floating slowly, vividly, setting off the golden body that has disappeared for countless thousands of years.
The gods seem to be still exerting their divine power in the human world, controlling the flow of water transport throughout the south.
Chen Ping'an chose a bench on the railing at the top of the mountain and sat cross-legged, facing the two statues, and drank slowly.
The language used by the qi practitioners around him in conversation was mostly the elegant dialects of Juluzhou and Tongyezhou, occasionally mixed with some old Longcheng dialects, which Chen Ping'an naturally couldn't understand. Fortunately, there was a qi practitioner from the Fan family of Guihua Island not far away.
She looks like a young girl, but she is not dressed like an osmanthus lady. She has a clear voice. She should be explaining the strangeness of the sea view to the passengers. She is explaining the "confrontation between two gods" in the elegant language of Aquarius Island, and the origin of the two statues.
He also mentioned the long history of the Xianjia sect in passing. Someone seemed to ask why the Osmanthus Island ferry did not dock at the island. The Fan family qi practitioner smiled and explained that although the ferry could pass through, this sect never accepted it.
If anyone dares to land on any ferry without permission, they will be expelled on the spot or imprisoned in an island prison. In history, there were even tragedies where someone was directly killed by the fairy gate.
Finally, the girl Qi practitioner laughed and said to everyone on the top of the mountain that the next scene half a month later was particularly spectacular and should not be missed.
While driving slowly between the cliffs on Osmanthus Island, an object that looked like a hydrangea suddenly fell down and flew toward a young man admiring the scenery on the top of the mountain.
The man subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the hydrangea and raised his head. He didn't know why that fairy family acted like this.
The girl Qi practitioner of the Fan family looked shocked, and then shouted angrily: "Sir, I heard from our elders on Osmanthus Island that this is the Fairy Family where a woman is looking for a son-in-law, and Duduxiang has chosen you. This will last for hundreds of years."
What a rare opportunity! Master, if you are not married yet, you must agree to it, even if you are already... In short, only the direct descendant of this fairy family can throw hydrangeas to the passing ferry. Such a blessing is really
Don’t miss it, you must treat it with caution..."
It is obvious that the young Qi practitioner is holding a hydrangea in his hand and looking up at a certain place on the cliff. He is experiencing a question and answer between hearts and lakes.
Then the young man seemed to have passed the test. The hydrangea wrapped in a colorful ribbon suddenly unfolded. One end of the ribbon tied the man's wrist, and the other end flew towards the top of the mountain. In this way, the man floated to the top of the mountain at the foot of the statue.
Colorful building. In the colorful building, there is a beautiful woman with blushing cheeks. She is holding one end of the ribbon tightly in her hand. There are several women with extraordinary bearing and the appearance of immortal masters around her. They are smiling and seem to be blessing.
This pair is a match made in heaven.
Chen Ping'an took all this in his heart and looked at the young man's rise to the sky. He was neither envious nor jealous, nor lamented this adventure in the world, but his eyes were a little dazed. The young man was standing a dozen steps away.
, when Fan's qi practitioner asked whether to marry a wife, the man's expression changed slightly. It was probably due to good fortune that he had decisively abandoned his wife who was a loser in the family.
Chen Ping'an raised his head and glanced in the direction of Cailou. He felt that the fairy woman who threw the hydrangea might have a high level of cultivation, but her eyesight was really not very good.
Returning to Guimai Small Courtyard, Old Jianxiu laughed loudly, drank wine and ate side dishes, "I didn't expect that there were really hydrangeas left behind, but it's a pity that it's not your boy. What a pity, what a pity! You must know that in the history of Guihua Island, what happened to the hydrangea?
The sight of throwing hydrangeas at the colorful building on the top of the mountain is a once-in-a-century experience, which is not an exaggeration at all. It’s a pity that you, the boy, are not blessed with such a romantic encounter..."
Chen Ping'an grinned, and the old man calmed down and said softly: "The ten sceneries of Osmanthus Island actually contain opportunities, big and small. Of course, you can't meet them but you can't seek them. You can only depend on your fate, just like the colorful hydrangeas on this overseas fairy island.
, who would have thought that a Shanze wild cultivator from the cave realm, with mediocre Taoist qualifications, would become the lucky one in the end?"
The old man said seriously: "As for the other nine sceneries, you don't have to worry about it. Even if you have no idea of trying your luck, it doesn't matter. Only for this next scene, you must go to the foot of Guihua Island in person.
The closer the sea water is, the better. Because of this luck, if someone really happens to encounter it, it will be a great blessing that even the Golden Elixir Nascent Soul will be envious of."
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I won't try my luck. It's more practical to practice swordplay in the yard."
The old sword cultivator glared and said: "Go, you must go. Even if it is a slim chance, you have to join in the fun. On the road of cultivation, you should not expect everything to go well, but you should always have some thoughts.
, if you take a trip, you can not only enjoy the wonderful scenery, but also try your luck. Even if you don't get lucky, what will you miss? You kid! Remember, the word 'just in case' is what Qi practitioners are most afraid of.
It is also the most coveted thing among Qi practitioners..."
Chen Pingan said cautiously: "Mr. Ma, I am not a qi practitioner, but a pure martial artist."
The old swordsman slapped his forehead, stood up and said, "I'm so angry! You've been practicing swordplay by yourself these two days. I need to walk around and relax. It's boring to be so bored with you all day long."
In the next two days, the old swordsman did not show up, so Chen Pingan practiced swordplay by himself.
After that, the old man just returned to Guimai Small Courtyard in the dust, met with Chen Pingan and said that Chen Pingan was practicing well and just keep working hard, and then disappeared again.
Chen Pingan only thought that the old man had social activities, which was not surprising.
Then we arrived at the fifth scenic spot on the sea on the Osmanthus Island cross-continental route, Jiaolong Valley.
Because the old man reminded him again, Chen Pingan took a half-day break and said hello to Jin Su first. Then at noon that day, Jin Su came to the entrance of the small courtyard and reminded Chen Pingan that he could go down the mountain to view the scenery. Because it was Fan's Gui
Guests, Guigong has a special secluded road down the mountain, and there are few guests on the road. Chen Ping'an and Jin Su walked side by side on the road, and the sweet-scented osmanthus girl explained to Chen Ping'an the origin of the Jiaolong ditch.
In that trench, there are a large number of dragons living in the genus, most of them are descendants of dragons with mixed bloodlines. Some of them, the real water dragons, will rely on their instincts to go to the skies above the land continents, turning over clouds and rains, making a round trip, I don't know.
You have to ride the wind for thousands of miles, but by the time you return to your lair, you are exhausted. Moreover, there are often dragons that have no rules and restraints, and without the deployment and will of the gods above. They use magical powers to bring down rain and dew, which are often prone to flooding and disasters, so they often fall into the eyes of the world.
The "Evil Jiao" was madly hunted by the local Qi practitioners, not only to do justice for heaven and the people, but also to protect Jiaolong's priceless innate treasure.
Chen Ping'an was startled when he heard this, and quickly quickened his pace to go to the foot of Osmanthus Island. He was born in Lizhu Cave, where the last real dragon in the world fell. Of course, he must see with his own eyes the true appearance of the Jiaolong clan. The dragons in Jiaolonggou
Are those spiritual creatures considered the disciples and grandsons of the real dragon?
Soon Chen Ping'an arrived at the foot of the mountain. There were small boats moored at the ferry. The boats were all Qi practitioners of the Fan family who often ferried to the Jiaolong Gorge. Osmanthus Island promised to go boating through the trench, as long as the passengers did not make loud noises or use their magical powers to disturb the underwater dragons.
There will never be any accidents. Even if danger occurs, the Jindan monks on Osmanthus Island will come to the rescue as soon as possible.
Guests can board the ship without paying any money.
In fact, even if he had to pay for snow, Chen Pingan would dig into his pocket and board a small boat with Jin Su. The boatman was an old man. Chen Pingan found that the old man had a bamboo pole that was more than ten feet long and had a seal engraved with it.
A series of talismans, four of which have ancient characters that look like earthworms, are somewhat similar to the "what to do" recorded in the "Zhensu Zhenji". The talisman is called "Zhusuo Fu", which is of extremely high quality, and the "Dan Shu" is in
At the end of this talisman, I tell future generations that once the talisman is completed, the talisman paper will naturally ooze blood, and the person who drew the talisman need not worry. This is a manifestation of the great success of the talisman.
Chen Ping'an asked Jinsu about the name of the talisman on the bamboo pole. She looked confused, as if she had never thought about this question, so he asked Zhouzi. The old man smiled and said, "I really don't understand this. Since the Fan family route was opened,
From the first day on, the pennies seemed to have these alchemy characters on them. I couldn’t tell the exact reason. When my master passed the boat and the pennies together to me, he couldn’t explain why. Our Osmanthus fragrans
The island is only said to be a place for dragon fishing, which can scare away underwater dragons. In fact, we boatmen don’t believe it ourselves, but we believe this more..."
The old man grabbed a pile of paper figures and horses folded from snow-white silver foil from the pocket at his feet. "If you encounter dragons dragging by under the boat, just grab a handful and throw them into the water, and they will disperse quickly. Tried and tested, there is no way. If we bypass Jiaolonggou, our route will cost more than 200,000 miles. Fortunately, Jiaolonggou looks scary and frightening, but in fact, for hundreds of years, our Osmanthus Island and the Those dragons have always been at peace with each other, so you don’t need to worry."
Zhouzi laughed loudly, obviously an upright old man, "Speaking of which, if something really happened, it would be a real disaster. Let alone our small boat, I am afraid that the entire Osmanthus Island does not have the extravagant hope of escaping. There are so many people." How terrible would it be if the dragons and their clans made waves together? Let me tell you, even a Nascent Soul Realm swordsman would be in trouble if he really dared to use his sword here and the dragons would counterattack."
Jin Su looked unhappy and complained: "The guest is on the boat, why are you saying such unlucky things?"
The old man punting the boat said with shame: "No more, no more, sir, sit down and let's go enjoy the wonderful scenery in the water of Jiaolong Valley. I guarantee you will be safe..."
Jiaolong Gorge is a strange deep ravine with crystal clear water, more than ten miles wide and thousands of miles long. Below it lurks a series of sea dragons with different colors, winding bodies and different sizes. Some are as thin as a basin, as thick as the mouth of a well, and it is said that there is even the largest one. Just the eyes of the dragon are as big as an urn. Under the water, the scales are shining clearly, making people afraid to speak, lest they disturb the dragons. , causing death.
The old man Zhouzi suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to somewhere in the sky, "Young Master, look, that is a tired dragon returning from a trip to the land to spread rain. Hey, it seems to have been seriously injured. It was probably used as an arrow by the Qi Practitioners of Posu Island. The target has been chased for a long time, but not every water dragon is so lucky to come back alive. The corpses of some dragons that died on the way back often become unexpected gains for cross-continental ferries. However, our Osmanthus Island is kind-hearted and encounters The corpses of Shangshui Jiao floating on the sea will not be salvaged ashore. Instead, they will be dragged on the rocks of Guihua Island and sent all the way to Jiaolong Valley..."
Chen Ping'an and Jin Su followed the direction of the old man's finger and saw a huge thing falling from the sea of clouds and falling into the sea in the distance, causing a huge splash. Fortunately, the place where Bu Yutiulong fell was more than ten miles away from Osmanthus Island. It has no impact on the sea-going boat, except that it shakes slightly from side to side.
The small boats are sailing forward slowly on both sides of Guihua Island. They almost never leave the shore of Guihua Island, only two or three miles at most. The water is clear, and the small boats are like flying swords hovering in the air in the wind. , and deep under the water, many dragons are sleeping or playing, as if they are winding on the undulating mountains, making people forget that they are sailing on the sea at the moment.
Chen Pingan suddenly frowned.
He stretched out his hand to hold a sword in the sword box behind him, and asked in a deep voice: "Is this dragon's genus one of the mountain monsters?"
The old man just thought that he was a young man who didn't know much. At this moment, the boat was already two miles away from Osmanthus Island and was about to reach the deepest part of Jiaolong Valley. When he lowered his head and looked down at the bottom, the young man felt a little scared, and Zhouzi smiled. Said: "If it were ancient times, these dragons would still be considered nobles in heaven and earth. But now, times have changed, and what the young master said is true. These guys can only be regarded as one of the spirits."
Zhouzi said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, young master. Osmanthus Island is a regular visitor here. According to our Fan family's genealogy records, our ancestors also saw two Yuan Ying realm Qi practitioners fighting here. The Jiaolong ditch at the feet of the two gods
Although we were about to make a move, in the end, not a single water dragon jumped out of the water, so those rules about not making loud noises were actually meant to scare ordinary guests. Since the young master hung up the Guike wooden sign, I will stop being mysterious...
…”
Jin Su glared at Zhouzi angrily, how could these insiders of the Fan family reveal the secret so easily.
The old man shrank his neck, continued to hold up his bamboo pole, and rowed honestly. From time to time, he dropped a handful of snow-white silver foil origami paper to the bottom of the water. In addition to paper people and horses, there were also exquisitely folded paper high-rise buildings and vehicles.
The old man suddenly widened his eyes and looked ahead, "No! Someone deliberately framed me on Osmanthus Island!"
Aunt Gui rushed from the Gui Palace on the top of the mountain to the small boat at almost the same time. She and the old man Zhouzi looked at the front boat and said angrily: "Someone took out a Dragon King basket and secretly caught a small boat to play in the shallow water.
The little water dragon!”
The old man stood up and said, "But Jiang Beihai deliberately retaliated? They chose to disembark midway, and we asked Ma Zhi to follow them secretly for almost ten years, and there was no difference. Or was there someone in the Ding family who was secretly causing trouble? But the Ding family shouldn't have the Dragon King Basket.
, Fu family? The Fu family has one, but there is no reason to harm us..."
Aunt Gui shook her head and said: "It's hard to say for the time being. The top priority is to appease this Jiaolonggou. Once public anger is triggered, even if the monks in the upper five realms are willing to help, they will be helpless and powerless! The entire Osmanthus Island, thousands of lives...
...Oh, what should we do? Oops, everyone has been targeted! Who dares to fly into the sky with the wind at this time..."
Zhouzi looked solemn and immediately said loudly: "All small boats should dock immediately. All Qi practitioners on Osmanthus Island are not allowed to take off and leave without authorization, otherwise they will be regarded as provocation by Jiaolonggou. Ma Zhi, please show your skills to avoid disturbing the guests."
Think we are being alarmist!”
Jindan Realm Sword Cultivator Ma Zhi took out a long sword and quickly threw it into the sky. The trend was as fast as running through thunder, and it was definitely faster than a Jindan Realm wind control, but this flying sword was
As he whizzed away, just a few miles away from Osmanthus Island, he was pressed hard by an illusory claw from the sea of clouds, and the flying sword instantly exploded high in the sky.
Then he threw the sword again, with the same fate.
The Gui Aunt turned to Jinsu and Chen Pingan and said softly: "You two go back to Guimai Courtyard first. No matter what happens, you must remember to hold on to the roots of the Osmanthus tree to have a chance of survival."
Jin Su tiptoed a little, and had already left the boat. His figure was floating on the ferry on the shore, and he looked back.
The young man carrying the sword seemed to be still standing in the boat. When he finally returned, he had a pennie in his hand.
Jinsu asked: "What are you doing?"
Chen Ping'an replied: "Playing the dragon pole might be really useful."
Jin Su glanced at the young man with an idiotic look on his face, then turned around and headed towards the top of the mountain.
In an instant, as if a mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, the entire Osmanthus Island suddenly sank more than a hundred feet along with the sea surface.
For several miles with Osmanthus Island as the center, all the sea levels inexplicably dropped at the same time.
As a result, the surrounding Jiaolong Valley, which was originally surrounded by Osmanthus Island and small boats, suddenly changed from an underwater scene to a tall mountain range hidden in the water.
All the dragon-like spiritual beings stared at the Osmanthus Island. This was called the real undercurrent.
Aunt Gui floated forward, finally hovering in the air, communicating with a golden-scaled water dragon in the distance in an ancient language that was difficult for everyone to understand. The latter's eyes were cold.
The sword behind Chen Pingan, "Jiang Yao", made by the saint Ruan Qiong, was already trembling in the scabbard.
If he had followed Ruan Qiong's previous reminder, Chen Pingan would have been able to run as far as he wanted when encountering such a big monster. But where could Chen Pingan run now?
He neither ran to the Guimai courtyard on the top of the mountain to hide, nor did he stand there and wait for death.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the bamboo pennant in his hand that was still emerald green, thought for a moment, sat cross-legged, placed the pennant across his knees, and used his fingers to wipe away the characters on the talisman that were not in line with the "Authentic Alchemy Book".
Then relying on his memory, Chen Pingan took out the small snow cone of the brush given by Li Xisheng, took a breath, and after polishing the brush, the tip was vermilion, as if dyed with thick ink. Chen Pingan smiled, and put the pennie on the left side of the ground. The left-handed boy
Holding his breath and concentrating, he cantilevered in the air, holding a brush with the brush engraved with "There is spirit in every stroke" on the barrel, and began to carve the so-called "lock-cutting talisman" in the "Authentic Work" on the bamboo pole one stroke at a time.
This is called treating a dead horse as a living horse.
If you really can't, you can only pull out the famous sword forged by a saint from behind, perform a feat recorded in ancient books, and imitate the ancient swordsman to kill a dragon where there is a dragon.
After the talisman was completed, the scene of blood stains really appeared on the emerald green bamboo pole.
Chen Ping'an calmed down for a moment, holding a bamboo pen and tiptoeing, he jumped to a drifting boat that had no time to tie to the ferry. He stood alone in it, took a deep breath, stretched out his palms and patted both sides of the boat. The boat was like an arrow.
The arrow shot forward fiercely.
Chen Ping'an carried the bamboo pennant on one shoulder, took off the sword gourd with the other hand, raised his head and drank wine, and said silently in his heart: "Behead the lock talisman, kill whatever you want to lock, it is best to use the ancient sword fairy's dragon slaying, our hometown iron
The success or failure of locking the dragon in the well depends on this."
In the sea, dragons are waiting around, it is clear that a disaster is approaching and the gods cannot escape.
When it fell into the sight of everyone on Osmanthus Island, it was an extremely chic scene.
A small boat, moving forward leisurely.
Carrying a penny on one's shoulder, the young man drinks wine.