On the first and fifteenth day of the Feijian lunar month, when I was about to finish eating the long ruler-shaped dragon-slaying platform, the time passed by and the Feijian whizzed, and it was already the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.
Pei Qian, Wei Xian and Sui Youyou made five or six trips to buy a lot of new year goods for Chenchen Pharmacy. Pei Qian begged Sui Youyou to go with him. It was not without reason. Sui Youyou only needed to stand near various shops.
, without Pei Qian and Wei Xian negotiating with the shopkeeper, the price plummeted on its own.
Every time he went out early and came back late, the old man would read a book under the old locust tree at the corner of the street. He was a little reserved at first, but later he would say hello to them as he got acquainted with them. In the last two trips, the coolie
Wei Xian did not follow. Sui Zuo carried Chen Ping'an's green bamboo bookcase on his back and took Pei Qian back to the alley today. The old man greeted him again. Pei Qian responded sweetly. Sui Zuo did not say anything. He left.
This old scholar, who looks like a scholar, really has no limit to the world of learning. He has been studying to an old age, but he is a little older. Sui Qian grabbed Pei Qian's ear on his right side and asked with a smile, "Has the old gentleman promised to give you a thick red envelope?"
New Year's money? Pei Qian pretended to be stupid and cried out in pain.
After crossing the threshold and entering the drug store, Chen Ping'an was still sitting behind the counter. When Sui Sui released Pei Qian's ears, Pei Qian began to recite loudly where and when they went, which store they were in, what the original price was, and at what price.
What to buy? Chen Pingan was thinking about the abacus. When Pei Qian's voice settled down, the clear and melodious sound of the abacus beads suddenly stopped. Chen Pingan stretched out his thumb to Sui's right side and said, "It's about as cheap as just the written confession."
One hundred taels of silver."
Pei Qian helped Sui Zuiyi lift the bamboo curtain, and Sui Zuiyou went to the back of the shop to unload the new year's goods.
Pei Qian tiptoed back to the counter, stood on tiptoes, rested his chin on the table, and smiled with a smile on his face.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the other side of the bamboo curtain and secretly took out seven or eight copper coins, "It's your dividend. Keep it quickly. If she sees it, neither of us will be able to eat and walk around."
Pei Qian carefully collected this small possession, ran to the back yard, quickly saved it, and put it in her Duobao.
Chen Pingan reminded: "Remember to help unload the goods and start well and end well. Remember to tell her at the end that you have worked hard."
"Okay!" Pei Qian agreed loudly.
Looking at the green bamboo curtain swaying back and forth, Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.
Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, the day when the month ends and the year ends, New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, when we bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.
Chen Pingan never expected that so many people would celebrate the New Year together in this dusty medicine shop in Old Dragon City.
Sui Youyou was reluctant to go shopping for new year's goods on previous trips, but later Wei Xian was too lazy to go. Instead, Sui Youyou got addicted and took Pei Qian to kill everyone, never getting tired of it.
It was Zhu Lian who first discussed with Pei Qian in private, saying that as long as she could persuade Sui Zuoyi to go out, he would give her a set of four treasures of the study and a piece of New Year's money. Pei Qian said he would consider it, and then he found Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan felt that
Sui Youyou really should move around more and get in the smoke of the market, so she asked Pei Qian to agree. So Sui Youyou couldn't bear that Pei Qian was like a buzzing little fly disturbing her practice of setting up sword furnaces, so she had to
Follow her and Wei Xian out to relax.
Later, Sui Youyou took the green bamboo bookbox in the corner of her and Pei Qian's room and took Pei Qian out shopping. Chen Pingan made a secret agreement with Pei Qian that as long as Sui Youyou bargained with the shopkeeper once, Pei Qian would do it.
You can get a copper coin in dividends.
Chen Pingan turned his head and looked outside the door of the drug store.
The light in the alley instantly became gloomy and gloomy, and the light seemed to have weight on it, making it appear a little heavy.
A green robe fell from the sky, it was Fan Junmao.
Chen Pingan walked around the counter and crossed the threshold.
Fan Junmao asked: "Have you thought about it?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I hope this year can end well."
Fan Junmao reminded the Zhao Yin God with billowing black smoke and evil spirits: "Don't add any unnecessary extravagance and secretly spy on what's going on above the sea of clouds. It will be Chen Ping'an who suffers the consequences."
Yin Shen nodded. If it had the Jade Pu Realm cultivation with the help of the Medicine Shop Formation, it would indeed be able to observe a thing or two about the sea of clouds above Old Dragon City. However, the aura of the sea of clouds was clean and clear, while Yin Shen and the formation were dirty.
The energy of the two collided, and the two were in close combat, which could easily cause chaos in the sea of clouds, causing Chen Ping'an to fail in refining the natal thing, and damaging the foundation of the avenue.
Fan Junmao stretched out his hand to hold Chen Ping'an down, and was about to fly into the clouds and ride the mist to the sea of clouds above his head.
Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "It is recorded in the book that before the immortal made the elixir, after choosing a good and auspicious day and the shape of the landscape, shouldn't he fast, bathe, change clothes, kneel and hold the elixir furnace, and pray to the four directions of heaven and earth on that day?"
Fan Junmao sneered: "I am in the sea of clouds. The mountain master is in the academy, the real person is in the Taoist temple, and the Arhat is in the temple. I am the saint in this small world of the sea of yun. Who should I worship? Worship myself? If Chen Ping'an is willing to kneel down,
I don't care if I kowtow if I take another sword and fall to another realm. If I lose my realm, I can repair it. I'm afraid there won't be many opportunities for you to kowtow."
Chen Pingan understood clearly.
It seems that although Lu Yong of Qinghu Palace is an old Nascent Soul monk in Qingjing Mountain, he is still not a saint and cannot use the "geographical advantage" of the mountains, water and energy at will.
Being dragged into the sea of clouds by Fan Junmao, Chen Ping'an stood still and gently stepped on the sea of clouds under his feet. The sea of clouds did not collapse and dissipate. It was no different from the ordinary mud road. Just like before, the Yin God left his body and traveled to the Water Temple. He was able to stand in the wind.
It feels good to be on top of the blue waves.
Fan Junmao flicked his sleeves, and a large snow-white case made of condensed cloud essence appeared out of thin air in front of Chen Pingan. The tabletop was as smooth as a mirror, with auspicious clouds floating in the air and an ethereal fairy spirit.
Chen Ping'an controlled the Fifteenth Flying Sword of the Five Elements, and hovered over the plan table with the White Jade Tablet close at hand. He took out the items needed to refine the Five Elements Water one by one. His movements were slow, except for the Blue Tiger Palace Lu Yong with the Five Elements.
Ten Grain Rain coins were sold to Chen Pingan for the five-color Golden Guizao, and Fan Junmao exchanged the Jiaolonggou Nascent Soul Old Jiao Jindan for Chen Pingan's natural and earthly treasures. There were over forty kinds of treasures, including cinnabar.
Twelve types are used to adjust water and fire and neutralize the five elements at different times and under different fire conditions.
Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry, and it made Fan Junmao a little irritated, why was he dragging his feet so long.
Fan Junmao slapped an old dragon cloth rain pendant in his hand on the cloud table, "You have to refine the water seal. As the most important auxiliary material, the quality of the water essence must keep up, otherwise it will be delayed.
The hind leg, this old dragon pendant, is the best water essence I can find so far. It is about the same age as the old dragon city, and has absorbed a lot of the water essence of the sea of clouds. Don't talk to me about money, with that little Lian Lao
Jiaojindan is just like the medicinal wine, it is my bet, Fan Junmao. If you must talk about money, that’s fine. Just treat this jade pendant as if I were selling it to you cheaply, for thirty Grain Rain coins!"
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "You have been talking to me about money."
Fan Junmao had a strange look on his face, and for the first time, he felt a little lack of confidence, and said: "Are you really able to accept such a precious piece of old dragon cloth rain pendant with peace of mind? This is an old object that has been used to worship incense for thousands of years in the Fu family ancestral hall. It is very valuable! Thirty grain rain coins That’s all, it also involves the quality of your refining life objects, and you don’t want to show them?”
Chen Ping'an glanced at her and said, "This is just one of the sky-high compensations from the Fu family. You are just helping the second hand, and you want to earn thirty grain rain coins? It seems that you have been having a hard time recently. You have fallen into a bad situation. I guess it’s not as simple as falling back to the golden elixir from Yuanying. Why, swallowing the sword boat like me is almost the same, and it hurts the root? You, Fan Junmao, swallowed the sea of clouds to heal your wounds. The effect should not be obvious, but in order to replenish the lost energy in you The Yun Hai Jing in the mansion costs a lot of money, right?"
Fan Junmao said angrily: "Chen Pingan, you are really not stupid."
Chen Ping'an finally took out the watermark and placed it gently on the cloud table.
Fan Junmao took a deep look at the small private seal, "Do you really want to refine this thing? In the future, your destiny will be connected. If you use it to seal the rivers and water transportation again, you will hurt your own cultivation. Of course, if you don't do it, This stupid thing, using this seal as the natal object of the water of the five elements, is of great benefit in opening a mansion. Ordinary people dig a well, which is at most a pond, but you are expected to open up a small lake. Your spiritual energy is pouring into your body, and you are full of energy. The dangerous situation of plundering various acupoints and eroding that pure Qi can indeed be easily solved."
Chen Pingan nodded and said solemnly: "This is the watermark!"
Chen Ping'an stretched out his finger and gently touched the old dragon cloth rain pendant. It felt a little familiar. He frowned and looked up at Fan Junmao, "Is this the water essence? The essence of the world's water veins and water movement condensed into essence?"
Fan Junmao's eyes were cold and he sneered: "Why, are you afraid that I will harm you?!"
Chen Pingan shook his head, hesitated for a moment, took out the jade slip given by the Goddess of the Buried River, and held it in his hand, "Is this also a water spirit?"
As soon as this thing came out, the clouds in all directions seemed to be psychic, and they jumped up one after another, like a group of children who were greedy for the candies.
Fan Junmao's expression became solemn and he did not give an answer. Instead, he asked: "Where did you get it from?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "That's it. It seems to be better than the old dragon Bu Yupei in the Fu family ancestral hall."
Fan Junmao's eyes became hot again, this was the second time. The first time was when she heard that Chen Ping'an was pregnant with the Twelve Realm Great Demon Golden Elixir, and she lingered in front of the medicine shop.
But this time Fan Junmao quickly suppressed the covetous feeling in his heart. He didn't dare to buy or sell by force. He came closer and looked at the jade slip with most of the seal text covered by Chen Ping'an. It was crystal clear and the brilliance was flowing. She was addicted to it. Just fine.
Chen Ping'an didn't know anything about goods. She recognized that it must be the essence of water transport condensed from a large water vein in Dadu Dragon Palace, a lucky survivor of ancient ruins. Compared with this old dragon cloth rain pendant that the ancestor of the Fu family had worn for many years, The difference between clouds and mud, innate spiritual treasures, and acquired artifacts is a big gap. The reason why Fan Junmao is so jealous is that if he refines this jade slip, makes up for the losses of Yunhai, and helps her return to Nascent Soul, there will still be a surplus. , and then easily reach the upper five realms, it only takes thirty or forty years. After that, Fan Junmao needs to spend his time to search for opportunities in the Broken Cave Secret Realm, and revisit the old place. Compared with ordinary Qi practitioners, these The ruins are full of murderous intent, and the difference is huge.
Chen Pingan asked: "Is it okay if I use this thing as the water essence to refine the natal water mark?"
Fan Junmao gritted his teeth and said: "Yes! It's very good! You guy, you really step on shit every day, but you can find such a once-in-a-lifetime rare item and pocket it! Do you know that such a rare and rare innate spiritual treasure can be found in your pocket?"
, I am afraid that in those unknown cave heaven blessed places where there are no saints squatting in the manholes without shitting, a large group of Jindan Nascent Soul Earth Immortals are needed to fight for their heads and blood, and maybe someone will fall there, and it is very likely that they will have to fight with the Jade Pu Realm.
The monks fight for a chance at the avenue..."
Chen Ping'an interrupted Fan Junmao's "complaints" and said with a smile: "Everyone has his own destiny. If I were born and raised in Old Dragon City and stayed for a thousand years, I might not have the opportunity to come to this Yunhai Station for even a moment.
You, Fan Junmao, have been wandering around the Water Temple for 10,000 years, but you still can't get this jade slip."
Fan Junmao nodded, "That's not bad. Stop talking nonsense and start refining things!"
She took a deep breath, started to step on her feet, and made seals with her hands. The wind and clouds surged around her, and the huge sea of clouds that shaded the entire Old Dragon City began to roll up rapidly at the outermost edge, like a lotus flower that had already bloomed.
It turned into a snow-white bud, shrouding her, Chen Pingan and the cloud case. Countless snow-white rays of light above her head poured down like spring water flowing out of a spring. The spiritual energy rose. Chen Pingan had difficulty breathing for a while, and found that
After seeing the constriction in Fan Junmao's eyes, he calmly took out the golden jade plaque and hung it around his waist.
The seal inscription on the jade plaque reads "I am good at cultivating the aura of greatness".
Countless spiritual energy from the sea of clouds poured into that jade tablet.
Fan Junmao quickly waved his sleeves to disperse the cloud and sea spirits that deliberately made Chen Pingan feel depressed, lest they all be absorbed by the jade plaque, otherwise it would be like a meat bun beating a dog with no return.
Fan Junmao was quite kind. He stepped back and exited the flower bud in the sea of clouds. He only reminded him in the words of his heart: "As soon as there is a big trouble, stop refining immediately. It is better to be injured and burn money than to lose your life."
You can raise or lower the height of the cloud table in front of you according to your heart."
Chen Pingan sat down cross-legged, and the cloud table lowered, eventually becoming like a white thatch mat spread on the ground.
The water-character seal that needs to be refined into the natal object, the five-colored Golden Chamber Stove, the jade slips from a certain Dadu Dragon Palace, and the old dragon cloth rain pendant that should not be used for the time being.
There are more than forty treasures of heaven and earth, including more than ten kinds of cinnabar with different colors, which "burns endlessly beyond the five elements, and the longer it is refined, the more magical it becomes".
The shining, starry Beidou sand, various priceless cinnabars, are contained in transparent glass bottles of different sizes.
Chen Ping'an sat on the sea of clouds and looked around. Although he was in the sea of clouds and a large formation of flower buds, his vision was unobstructed and he could see the water of the sea on three sides.
The refining this time was only on the jade slips, and I didn't expect to successfully refine the water-character seal into a natal object in one go.
In this way, even if the refining fails, the water essence and jade slip brewed in Dadu Dragon Palace collapse and dissipate. At least the spiritual energy can be gathered and enter the golden jade plaque hanging on the waist. Even if there is some dissipation and loss, it will still be
Integrating into this sea of clouds is like giving back to Fan Junmao for his formation.
The next best thing is the old dragon cloth rain pendant, which can also be used as a backup water essence to assist in refining the water mark.
Chen Pingan practiced setting up sword furnaces for a moment to calm down, imagining in his mind the scene of firing porcelain and drawing blanks when he was a boy.
After throwing in a large amount of Xiaoshu coins, the five-colored Golden Chamber Stove placed on the cloud table in front of him had five-colored auspicious clouds curling up from the mouths of the five strange beasts on the edge of the alchemy cauldron.
Chen Ping'an gently lifted up the pure Qi in his body, exhaled it gently, and rushed into the Wucai-Golden Chamber Stove to "start a fire."
This endless stream of pure Qi, like a fire dragon, began to circle around the inner wall of the alchemy cauldron, with flames rising everywhere.
Whether the true fire of the refined object is of sufficient weight determines whether the alchemy furnace can be successfully ignited, and more importantly, the degree of refinement determines the final quality of the refined object.
Refining this Biyou Palace jade slip does not involve the fundamentals of life. The jade slip does not need to be rooted in acupuncture points. Compared with the water-character seal, it does not require too many heavenly materials and earthly treasures and various kinds of cinnabar.
Chen Ping'an has been studying the alchemy secret book of the old Yuanying Lu Yong for a long time, and he has been trying to figure out the content of the immortal secrets "directly pointing to the road" contained in the jade slips day after day. Both of them can be said to know everything they can talk about. They are:
The exquisite experience of the Palace Master of the Qinghu Palace and the Empress of the River God, especially the latter, is where the Water Goddess has devoted her life. Chen Pingan only needs to follow the steps step by step. When to add a breath of pure Qi like firewood, and when to sprinkle it.
How many ounces of dansha are put into a certain glass vase? When silently reciting the true secret of the great road contained in the inscription praying for rain, it will lead to the atmosphere of the alchemy furnace, increase the heat, and a sweet rain will fall on the top of the alchemy cauldron, along with the individual particles rising in the furnace.
The swaying flames, the blending of water and fire, all have rules to follow.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an, apart from being slightly tired, was generally calm and relaxed.
Fan Junmao sat outside the sea of clouds formation, silently muttering about adding an extra dansha, and quickly forgot to refine the volcanic lava stone, and later spit out a mouthful of pure zhenqi into the elixir furnace...
It's a pity that Chen Ping'an's every move is methodical, even when he is waiting for the fire to close his eyes and relax, and breathes and exhales, there are no fatal flaws in any details. There are more or less flaws, big and small, but
This small loss was really just a drop in the bucket when the water essence of the water-suppressing treasure of Dadu Dragon Palace overflowed the furnace and turned into nourishment for the sea of clouds. Fan Junmao was very disappointed.
This is the first time you are refining an innate spiritual treasure with such a high grade. How many times can't your heart, Chen Ping'an, tremble and your hands shake?
Just think of it as a small contribution of water essence to Yunhai as compensation and reward for Fan Junmao's guarding the gate. Isn't it too much?
In the end, Fan Junmao, who was a little desperate, fell asleep and never looked at the alchemy furnace again. Anyway, things were going smoothly and she had no hope of making a fortune.
It was exactly as Fan Junmao expected, from the time of the first watch of gongs and drums in the human world to the dawn of the next day.
Chen Ping'an has refined the jade slip to perfection, but the only special thing is that the words on the jade slip have remained.
It should be that the original owner of the jade slip used the same refining method to refine it on this jade slip, and the words themselves contain the true meaning of the great road, so it is extremely rare to survive. After losing the carrying vessel, he can channel his own spirit and no longer
May everything in the world disappear like this. Once enlightened, all things in the world are afraid of life and death. However, under the Great Dao, there is a cycle of life and death, and both sides are contradictory. The practice and enlightenment of Qi practitioners becomes contrary to heaven, and they focus on cultivating.
The immortal body resists the erosion of time and water.
A text of refining formulas gives birth to one’s own spirituality.
Another rare thing.
Fan Junmao stood up and stared at the green elves-like words, more than a thousand of them, rising and falling and whirling around in the five-color golden chamber.
Fan Junmao hesitated for a moment, "I advise you to find a way to put away this mantra. In the future, if you find a proud disciple on your practice journey, you can imprint these words into your soul and preach directly. Those on the mountain
In the Zongzitou Immortal Family, most of the so-called direct inheritance is through this method, so the incense is relatively simple and easy to pass on. Before the transmission, they are in your Qi Palace, and they can temper and warm your soul acupoints. They are the heaven
There are only a handful of methods of 'food tonic' to nourish the soul, without any side effects, it is a beautiful thing that kills two birds with one stone."
Chen Pingan was hesitant and didn't know how to start.
Fan Junmao smiled and said: "I can't help you with this. Such words that contain Taoist spirituality are not something you can catch if you have magical powers or magic weapons. If you don't pay attention, they will feel that you are not in harmony with Taoism."
, they will collapse in an instant, and even the immortal realm cannot save them."
Chen Ping'an had an idea in his mind. He must keep these words and treasure them first. Later, he would still have to return them to Biyou Mansion to bury the river goddess. Although this small orthodoxy was refined and unearthed by him unintentionally,
But in the final analysis, this stick of incense should be lit in the furnace of the Water Temple and passed on by her.
Think this together.
Those vivid words that were originally hesitant turned into small figures in green clothes the size of rice grains, bowing their heads to Chen Pingan, extremely grateful.
Then they gathered into a stream and rushed into a certain Qi Mansion that Chen Ping'an wanted to use as a water seal.
Fan Junmao rolled his eyes, fell back, and murmured: "It's unreasonable, this is okay."
The Old Dragon Palace jade slip that had been completely refined was carried by a group of slightly taller little men in green clothes and swept into Chen Ping'an's Qi Mansion. Not only that, when the jade slip hovered
After the newly opened "mansion", these little people, probably in order to repay Chen Ping'an, began to divide their work in the "Alchemy Room". One of the little people in green went to the gate of Qi Mansion and began to paint two statues.
The door god, there are more little figures in green skirts, depicting a large river of water in the "house with four walls", the small mansion is full of atmosphere...
Fan Junmao's eyes widened when she saw this scene. She straightened up, stood up, raised her voice suddenly, and pointed at the young man who started to pack his belongings one by one, "Chen Pingan, you are actually the reincarnation of the Rain Master?! Right?
?!"
While Chen Ping'an brought all kinds of natural and earthly treasures back within easy reach, sorting them into categories with meticulous attention to detail, he raised his head and joked with a smile: "Fan Junmao, you flattery... the photos are a bit fresh and refined."
Fan Junmao put away the sea of cloud formation, shrunk down, and came to Chen Ping'an, "You don't look like a rain master. Just speaking of appearance, he is far worse than that sissy. Then how can you let those water transporters do it?"
A little man of the Taoist lineage, willing to surrender to you?"
Chen Ping'an ignored Fan Junmao's words, put away all his belongings, stood up, and asked with a smile: "How can I go back?"
Fan Junmao snapped his fingers, and the sea of clouds slowly dispersed under Chen Pingan's feet, and a ladder appeared, leading directly to the dusty medicine shop in Old Dragon City. However, there were bursts of glazed light flickering around the ladder, and Chen Pingan knew that this was the time of two heavens and earth.
The unique light emitted by the turbulence of the flowing water, so walking down the stairs of the sea of clouds, unless Old Longcheng is a monk in the upper five realms, he still cannot be seen.
Chen Ping'an thanked Fan Junmao and slowly climbed down the ladder alone.
On the way down the mountain, we took in the magnificent scenery of Old Dragon City.
Chen Pingan thought that he could carve this scene on a bamboo slip and tell her about it later.
In the early morning of New Year's Eve, the joy of ordinary people in Laolong City was not affected by the stagnant atmosphere of the wealthy families.
The Fu family has already lifted the city ban, and the streets and alleys are bustling with activity.
At the dusty drug store, the moment Chen Pingan's feet landed in the alley, the ladder disappeared.
The Yin Shen surnamed Zhao felt relieved and asked: "Has the natal object been refined?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said with a smile: "I only refined one water essence object, but next time I refine the natal object, the possibility of success will be much greater."
Yin Shen nodded and said: "Very good."
Chen Ping'an returned to the drug store counter. The golden jade medal had been put away last night. Otherwise, if it was hung around his waist, it would mean that Yunhai's luck would be eroded, and Fan Junmao would definitely fight with him.
Zheng Dafeng has now moved around properly. Early this morning, he asked Pei Qian to help move a small bench and went to look for the fellow man under the locust tree. As expected, he met the rich old man early this morning. He was reading a book. Zhu Lian
He even got up early in the morning and accompanied the seniors who had "worked hard on books" to ask for advice. After Zheng Dafeng sat down, he crossed the river and demolished the bridge, asking Pei Qian to go back to the shop and play on his own. Pei Qian naturally refused and stretched out his hand.
Asking for the promised reward, one copper coin, and getting one penny for one's hard work, was a matter of course. Even if Chen Ping'an knew about it, he would not scold her, so Pei Qian was particularly confident.
Zheng Dafeng had a headache and said that she would just give her an extra penny as a new year's gift. Pei Qian said it was two different things. She didn't like others owing her money, otherwise she would have to settle the account according to the three-cent profit mentioned by Lao Wei. Besides, she still owes her money on New Year's Eve.
Qian, Zheng Dafeng, do you still want to live a smoother and more stable life next year? The old man who moved a wicker chair and was lying on the side was convinced and said, Brother Dafeng, this kid is right. It is unlucky to owe money at this time.
, don’t underestimate the luck of a copper coin.
Zheng Dafeng spent a long time, but he didn't come up with half a copper coin. When he was feeling sad, the old man smiled and gave him a way to sell the small bench to him. Then he gave Zheng Dafeng the money, and Zheng Dafeng returned the money to Pei.
Qian and Zheng Dafeng thought it was feasible, just a small bench, so he asked Chen Pingan to make one, a bamboo box, a bamboo chair, a bench or something like that. Chen Pingan was very handy and loved tinkering with these.
Pei Qian rolled his eyes and pointed at Zheng Dafeng and the old man, "You guys, you are still so fussy about a copper coin. Forget it, just treat it as a kind favor this time and I won't charge you for it."
Pei Qian followed Zheng Dafeng's previous action, stretched out his palm and pressed it twice, "Keep it in your heart and don't put your kindness in your mouth."
Watching Pei Qian strutting back to the alley, swaying around and practicing boxing, he suddenly got up and imitated Lu Baixiang's whip-kick stance, jumped up, and actually spun her around, and ended up spinning himself
I felt dizzy, fell down, stood up immediately, endured the pain and pretended that nothing happened, grinned and jumped up and down as soon as I entered the alley.
The old man asked with a smile: "Who taught this little girl to be very spooky?"
Zhu Lian replied: "He is the registered disciple of my young master. He is very naughty."
Zheng Dafeng clasped his fists and smiled: "Old senior, I have admired you for a long time."
The old man cupped his fists and returned the salute, "Where is it? I am nicknamed Yi Chi Qiang and Xiao Feisheng in the lower world. I wonder which fairy on the mountain your brother Dafeng admires the most?"
Zheng Dafeng said seriously: "It's that invincible divine fist gang, the heroine Helian Baozhu!"
The old man sneered and said, "It seems that Brother Dafeng has mediocre vision."
If you have different opinions, you won't be able to agree with each other, and it won't be interesting to say more than half a glance.
Zheng Dafeng snorted coldly and moved his small bench a few steps away.
The old man responded tit-for-tat, got up, moved his wicker chair away, and then lay down to bask in the sun.
Zhu Lian squatted in the middle of the bench and wicker chair, turning a blind eye to hearing and not hearing, and only read the fairy books. The book in his hand had a great history and was expensive. It was carved from the fairy family on the mountain. The figures in the scrolls can move.
Zheng Dafeng said with emotion: "I never thought that Fairy Su Jia of Zhengyang Mountain would fall into dust. It's a pity."
The old man's eyes lit up. He just disliked Zheng Dafeng's tacky eyes and still didn't want to talk to her, but he was a little itchy. After all, Fairy Su Jia was one of his and Xiao Langjun's two favorites.
Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin and said slowly: "I was lucky enough to see Shen Gaozong congratulating the fairy. The fairy came wearing a Taoist crown and holding a white deer in her hand. Now that I think about it, she was only seven or eight steps away from the fairy.
…”
The old man couldn't hold it any longer, turned sideways and looked at the slovenly man, and said angrily: "Brother Dafeng, in fact, the heroine Helian is also very good."
Zheng Dafeng picked up the small bench, hunched over, and walked back to the alley.
The old man was stunned for a long time and said in annoyance: "Brother Dafeng, he is indeed a man who has seen a lot of things in the world. I am ashamed of myself. I shouldn't have been such a frog in the well before and made rash comments. Now I am fine. I have offended Brother Dafeng. He and I
The distance between the Great Fairy and the Great Fairy seems to be further away. Otherwise, when I get to the Invincible Divine Fist Gang in the future, if I can bring this matter up and talk about it properly, I will definitely make the young man lose his composure and be willing to lose!"
Zhu Lian, who was squatting aside, nodded perfunctorily in agreement.
The old man lay on the wicker chair and sighed, "Peach, I wonder if any lover can pick one and place it on the tip of his heart."
Zhu Lian raised his head and said, "What the old man said is very knowledgeable."
The old man nodded and said with emotion: "These are the words of the past. This man is so talented in literature. When quarreling with others, although his words are a bit vulgar, he often has such touching words. He speaks them inadvertently, without polishing them, and they are natural.
, otherwise why would I want to call him Big Brother?"
Zhu Lian dipped his saliva in his mouth, turned the page, and nodded, "If you have the chance, you must pay a visit to the big brother of your seniors."
The old man suddenly asked: "Brother Zhu, I would like to ask, when you break through the bottleneck of the six realms recently and reach the golden realm, do you need my help to take care of you?"
Zhu Lian shook his head and said: "As long as my young master is here, there will be no mistakes. There is no need for the seniors to worry about this matter."
The old man nodded, "Your young master is a wonderful man."
Zhu Lian closed the book and asked: "Then I would also venture to ask, is the old man a Jade Pure Realm monk from a certain Immortal Family Mansion?"
The old man regretted: "It's just a little bit worse."
Zhu Lian didn't ask any more questions.
After asking too many questions and finding out the truth, it hurts my feelings and makes me feel far less comfortable than I do now.
Chen Ping'an stood behind the counter. After sharpening his sword on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, only the last piece of the dragon-slaying platform was left on the table.
Chen Ping'an didn't intend to save on this aspect. After finishing this Dragon-Slaying Platform, he took out the second, larger Dragon-Slaying Platform.
Zheng Dafeng placed the small bench outside the threshold. After seeing the speed of the two flying swords "cannibalizing" the dragon-slaying platform, no matter how many times he watched it, he was still amazed. He said: "The two little ancestors are better than the one you are wearing."
The golden wine magic weapon also needs to be able to earn money."
Chen Ping'an couldn't help but ask: "Gold and copper coins are no longer produced?"
Zheng Dafeng leaned against the counter, looking at the splendid scene of the dragon-slaying platform with flames splashing everywhere, and nodded: "The sky of Lizhu Cave has shattered and fallen to the ground. Naturally, the gold and copper coins have no use. What are you going to use them for if you continue to cast them?"
?Even if it is given to the old man for free, he will not accept it."
Chen Pingan asked: "I only know that gold and copper coins are more valuable than Guyu coins, but how valuable are they? How many Guyu coins can be exchanged for one gold and copper coin?"
Zheng Dafeng answered the question and said: "Do you know where the gold and copper coins came from? Are they the gods of mountains and rivers? The broken fragments of the golden body were used as the main material, plus several other things that were also difficult to obtain, to cast it into Yasheng.
There are three kinds of gold and copper coins to support and welcome the spring. The landscape of the Great Li Dynasty is stable and there have always been few temples for prostitution. Therefore, buying gold and copper coins will be extra expensive. In the hands of certain family forces, gold bodies can be purchased and looted from various places.
The fragments will be very cheap and the cost is low. Immortal families in the mountains are plundering everywhere, and there are not enough obscene temples. At worst, some secular dynasties will be forced to suppress them, and the emperors and monarchs will be asked to withdraw their edicts, and the orthodox landscape gods will be secretly demoted to obscene temple gods?
, to kill with thunderous means. If the monarch of the dynasty is unwilling to bow his head, there is a way. The forces of the Immortal Family will win over some desperadoes, Shanze Yexiu, and kill people with borrowed knives, using some low-ranking side methods and magic weapons.
The spiritual weapon is exchanged for the golden body fragments. The cost of this kind of gold and copper coins with bloody origins may not be as much as one Grain Rain coin. And the Emperor Song of Dali bought it from the outside world, and I am afraid that one gold and copper coin is worth seven or eight Grain Rain coins.
money."
Chen Pingan asked again: "Are there any extra gold and copper coins in the world now?"
Zheng Dafeng raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "It's hard to say. Nowadays, if anyone foolishly buys gold and copper coins, everyone knows that they are necessary for spiritual practice. People who don't know how to do business will ask for high prices, and they can't buy it.
purchase."
Chen Ping'an sighed and felt a little headache. He was the guy who still needed gold and copper coins, and he didn't just need a few coins. A few bags would not be too much.
The lives of the four people in the scroll, the repair and improvement of the golden robe, and the future cultivation of the five elements of gold will most likely require the consumption of a large amount of gold essence and copper coins, which are similar to the water essence of the Dadu Dragon Palace.
of jade slips.
Zheng Dafeng taught him a lesson: "Those who celebrate the New Year should stop sighing."
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.
Even if the disciples of Tongye Sect survived until New Year's Eve, everyone sadly discovered that there was no sign of surviving at all.
That swordsman was still using his fierce sword energy to easily crush the fate of mountains and rivers within a thousand miles of Tongye Sect.
It is easy to destroy, but those Jindan and Yuanying monks who follow the sword cultivator gather their spiritual energy to make up for and rebuild the destroyed mountain roots and water veins, but it is extremely difficult. Unless these earth immortals are willing to sacrifice their own Taoism, they can speed up a little and prevent
The spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers is constantly leaking out, but the names of the earthly immortals whose names are recorded on the sect's genealogy will also be involved in the sect's secret energy once their cultivation is unstable.
Originally, the Tongye Sect was a paradise with unrivaled aura, but after a vicious cycle day after day, even the junior disciples with the least qualifications in the outer sect realized that the Tongye Sect had faced the most dangerous difficulties in its thousand-year history.
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But the thing that puzzled them the most was that apart from the first appearance of the sect leader, who either assassinated or blocked the sword cultivator, Du Mao, the ancestor of Zhongxing who was higher than the sky in the minds of all the Tongye Sect monks, had been there from the beginning to the end.
Even the sect was in danger and its foundation was shaken, but the ancestor who dominated the Qi practitioners in the continent still did not move.
However, most of the Qi practitioners in Tongyezhou today are still willing to believe that the ancestor can only stay still, otherwise he will be killed with one blow. That sword cultivator is destined to be rampant for only a few days.
Almost all the mountains, dynasties and wealthy families in Tongye Continent are watching the movements of Tongye Sect.
As Jade Guizong Jiang Shangzhen swaggered and joined in the fun, more and more earthly immortal monks from all walks of life, who tried their best to hide their Qi, came here to watch from a distance, using their gods to observe the mountains and rivers, and using their housekeeping skills to check the Feng Shui of Tongye Sect.
There were various clues about circulation, the depth of Qi, and the thickness of blessings. At first, no one could believe that a sword cultivator could affect the spiritual energy trend of such a giant as Tongye Sect.
The Yamashita Dynasty was fighting on the battlefield, and the two armies faced each other. If one party was "dead or wounded" to this point, it would be defeated.
That swordsman didn't kill anyone.
Except for breaking through barriers and encirclement and killing situations, sword cultivators can hardly even hand out their swords.
But no matter how clumsy other land gods are, they can see that the spirit of the Tongye Sect disciples is declining.
For thousands of years, the disciples of the Tongye Sect, whether they are practicing on the mountain or practicing down the mountain, whether they are bullying others by taking advantage of the situation, or facing difficulties, they always have a strong spirit to support their Taoist heart.
, the disciples of the Tongye Sect are making great progress, with momentum like a rainbow.
In the event of a conflict, a Qi practitioner with a higher level has the upper hand. As long as the name of the Tongye Sect is reported, the Qi practitioner from other mountains can be insulted at will. It is considered a normal thing to be high-spirited. Meeting or hearing about a disciple of the same sect.
When bullied, without saying a word, he would rush away thousands of miles with his sword or the wind, and chop off the enemy's head with one sword.
At the critical moment of life and death, there are countless Tongye Sect disciples with strong temperament who are willing to die with the enemy monks and die with a smile on their face. There are countless people in history.
If the sword cultivator breaks into the mountain on the first day, Du Mao, the ancestor of Zhongxing, or takes a step back, the sect leader gives an order, and the disciples who are willing to die generously for the Tongye Sect, dare not say that all the sects in the thousands of miles are practicing qi.
Scholars, at least half of them, the first thought is to regard death as homecoming. There is an endless stream of people, moths fly to the flame, and they will not hesitate.
If these impassioned qi practitioners do this, everyone must think that they deserved their death and were wrong in their sword practice.
But now it’s New Year’s Eve.
Deep down in everyone's heart, in addition to hoping that the ancestor of Zhongxing who had ascended to the Ascension Realm would show up to kill the enemy, they were also undecided about what their sect had done outside to provoke this aggressive but not indiscriminate killing.
Only the Sword Immortal can force our ancestors to close their doors and thank guests in the Wutong Small Cave. When did our Tongye Sect fall into such a state? On our own territory, is it okay to just be unreasonable? Even with what we are best at
Can't you even try to push others?
In fact, Jiang Shangzhen never left completely. On a mountain peak thousands of miles away, he was drinking wine with an old Yuanying sword cultivator with whom he had a good relationship. The latter shook his head and said with a smile: "Most of Tongye Sect's backbone has collapsed.
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Jiang Shangzhen seemed not to be the head of the Jiang family of the Jade Guizong, but a worshipper of the Tongye Sect. He chuckled and said: "Don't say that, Du Mao is in the Ascension Realm after all. As long as he can deal with this Great Sword Immortal, there is still a glimmer of hope.
It was a blessing in disguise, and the momentum skyrocketed..."
Jiang Shangzhen burst into laughter, "To put it right, this old turtle Du Mao has been unlucky for eight lifetimes. Our old sect master sent me a message saying that Du Mao was very lucky. Over there in Old Dragon City, he was destined to be an immortal soldier swallowing a sword boat.
After being beaten up by others, Yang Shen's body has become the remains of an immortal in other people's pockets. Now he is in an immortal realm where the realm is not so stable... I have made a lot of money this time. The old sect leader is very happy and says that in the future
Five hundred years later, the sect's commission on the Yunku Blessed Land will be reduced by another 10%... Oh, hey, Great Sword Immortal, Chen Xiaojian Immortal, it's a shame that you two old people are not here, otherwise I, Jiang Shangzhen, would kneel down immediately.
It is disrespectful to give five hundred kowtows to your two great benefactors to express my gratitude..."
Jiang Shangzhen was laughing wildly and banging his fist on the stone table. It was not uncommon for him to take pleasure in his misfortune.
The old Yuanying swordsman with gray hair and childish face asked softly: "May I ask Mr. Jiang, how should Tongye Sect respond?"
Jiang Shangzhen stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes, waved his hand and said: "If you make me laugh for a while longer, I won't be able to stop."
The old swordsman smiled helplessly.
He, Jiang Shangzhen and Lu Fang are old friends who have known each other for a long time at the foot of the mountain.
After Jiang Shangzhen finally suppressed his smile, "What else can I do? Du Mao can only put all his efforts into it. The truth is, he definitely can't beat the sword immortal. How can we fight? How can we fight with just a few Jade Pure Realm? To put it bluntly,
As long as Zuo Zuo is determined to fight Tongye Sect to the end, let alone three to four out of ten spiritual energy turbulences, given Zuo Zuo another year, Tongye Sect will be finished. In the past, even if there was no such thing as Du Mao on the top of a mountain
In the Ascension Realm, when such a big turmoil occurs, the Confucian Academy should appear, but this time, the Academy will obviously not come out to uphold justice. What does this mean? It was Tongyezhou who was in the wrong first, and even if you broke into Tongyezhou
Ye Zong's jurisdiction has never exceeded the slightest and acted based on reason, which makes Tongyezhou Academy and even a certain Middle-earth Academy helpless."
The old swordsman nodded and said: "The knife used by scholars to kill people is not stained with blood, nothing better than this."
Jiang Shangzhen turned his head and looked towards the Tongye Sect in the north. Even though it was thousands of miles away, he could vaguely see the clues that the fate of the mountains and rivers was starting to become confused. Jiang Shangzhen was not only afraid that the world would not be in chaos, but also had a terrifying introspection and a trace of unavoidable
The rabbit was dead and the fox was sad, and he said indifferently: "Du Mao has no other option except fishing in the lake, emptying out all the spiritual energy in the small cave of Wutong in one breath, and helping himself to forcibly ascend. As long as the ascension is successful, no matter what, he has gained a meritorious deed."
By the way, according to the rules set by the Li Sheng, the Confucian Academy will need to help guard the Tongye Sect's gate for a long time. At that time, unless it is willing to challenge the entire Confucian orthodoxy, it will have no choice but to give up."
Jiang Shangzhen clasped his hands together, raised them high above his head, closed his eyes and prayed: "Sword Immortal, Mr. Zuo, I beg you, if you continue your efforts, you must kill Old Turtle Du!"
The old Yuanying sword cultivator stroked his beard and smiled. Aren't you, Du Mao, the most hostile to sword cultivators in the world? Do you like to make fun of those sword cultivators who unfortunately fall into your hands? What now? If you have the ability, stick your head out of the turtle shell and try.
Give it a try?
In the twilight of New Year's Eve on this day, the small sycamore cave that has been controlled by Tongye Sect for countless years first appeared on the top of Zushi Mountain, part of its true form, like a magnificent scene of mirage, and then drifted away uncertainly, and finally...
Then it shattered, and the fragments of the cave sky turned into comets and scattered into various places in the vast world. Some of them died directly, and some of them broke through the void and disappeared.
Then Du Mao's body on the top of the mountain gradually disappeared with the wind.
Only the Yin Shen turned into a golden body. After absorbing most of the spiritual energy from Wutong Xiaodongtian, it became extremely majestic. This golden body, thousands of feet tall, stepped on the top of the Patriarch Mountain with both feet.
Although it is still within the scope of the golden body of the Qi Practitioner, the body has glowed with the color of colorful glaze, changing unpredictably. The Dharma Form stretches out his arms, spreads the five fingers of both hands, raises them above the head, and then pulls them outward suddenly, as if
It tore apart a part of the sky in the vast world.
Where the sky was torn, thunder rolled and purple lightning surged. Various figures as huge as mountains flashed away, such as dragon skeletons trailing like lightning. There were huge golden corpses sitting cross-legged, and a huge scarlet claw tried to pull them away.
The cracks in the sky are tearing apart even more... without exception, they are all terrifying phenomena that cannot be seen in the vast world.
The sword cultivator stood on the left and right, with one hand behind the back and the other holding the sword, holding the sword horizontally in front of him, slowly rising into the air.
Compared with Du Mao, who gave up his physical body and used the Yin God to swallow up the almost endless spiritual energy of a small cave, he created this multicolored glass ascending Dharma form. The people and swords on the left and right are as small as mustard seeds.
The swords from left and right swept across slowly.
That's all.
People have always believed that the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world lies in two swords, one of which was the most proud sword of the Chinese scholar, who casually split open the Yellow River Cave and Heaven.
The other sword was kept in its scabbard.
Exactly this time.
After a while.
The huge glazed Dharma image has soared thousands of feet above the ground.
On the "halfway up the mountainside" of the huge Dharma image, there appeared an extremely thin and imperceptible snow-white silk thread, as thin as an ordinary woman's hair in the world.
When the distance from the sky was getting closer and closer, the colorful glass body broke at the waist and broke into two parts. The upper half of the body flew away with grief and anger. He reached out and tried to grasp the opening of the gap in the sky, trying to climb away.
, the lower half of the body suddenly shattered, and the spiritual energy returned to the world. There were also more than a dozen remaining pieces of glass objects left over from the Ascension Realm, splattering in all directions and becoming opportunities for others on their path to practice.
The left and right swords have been sheathed.
The upper half of the glazed god-man slumped back to the vast world.
Like a brilliant meteor disappearing in mid-air.
He raised his head and glanced at the sky that had not yet closed, then turned his gaze back and turned into a rainbow towards the vast sea area between Tongye Continent and Aquarius Continent.
Not long after we went out to sea, figures stopped on both sides.
The old scholar asked: "Why don't you ascend and leave?"
Left and right were silent.
The two of them were only four or five steps apart.
The old scholar pointed to the gap in the sky that Du Mao had forced his ascension to open, and said angrily: "Why don't you take the opportunity to leave this world?! Do you really want to test that bastard sentence? Do you really want to say, 'You and I are dead'"
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Lower your head left and right.
It's just that this time the old scholar didn't jump up and give him a slap. He said dejectedly: "Go, I know you have always wanted to go to Daoxuan Mountain and the Sword Qi Great Wall. Go, go, it will rain. The mother wants to get married, and the disciple wants to go."
I can’t stop hurting Mr.’s heart.”
The left and right bowed and said: "Disciple, left and right, farewell sir!"
The old scholar waved his hand and was speechless.
After turning around, he seemed to be reluctant to leave. He didn't turn into a rainbow and left, but just walked away step by step.
He said to the left and right: "The junior brother you have taken in is quite good."
The old scholar said angrily: "Go, go, go."
The old scholar also turned around. The master and his disciple faced each other with their backs facing each other, one standing in place and the other wandering away.
The old scholar suddenly scratched his head, seeming to recall many past events. At that time, he was still a poor scholar with a low reputation, so the eldest disciple Cui?? he recruited was a child of a wealthy family. The poor scholar had nothing to lose, so he was short of money.
Then the second disciple and the third disciple were not so rich. At that time, the three disciples actually got along very well, and he was the most comfortable as the husband. Later, they all grew up.
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The old scholar turned his back to the disciple who had never been so cool in his life. He suddenly smiled happily and said: "When you get to the Great Wall of Sword Qi from now on, you must be cool."
After a slight pause, the old man said softly: "Sir, in fact, you are good at practicing swordsmanship and reading books better."
The sword cultivator strode away, leaving only his last words in this chaotic world that he disliked so much: "Mr. taught me well." u