Chapter 496: Sword Immortals need to drink alcohol since ancient times
When the scholar woke up, he had a splitting headache and found himself on the edge of a cliff. Not far away was a long iron cable bridge with two branches hanging from the head and tail of a snake, swaying slightly in the mountain wind.
The robe called Bai Jing Taotie on his body was gone, and the family's secret talisman that was originally stored in his sleeve naturally fell into other people's pockets.
Moreover, he was tied up with a golden demon-binding rope. When he lowered his head, he saw that his rank was not low. He actually used two dragon beards. The old dragon was definitely not young. The so-called dragon beards of the bronze lake silver carp were comparable to those of the old dragon.
In comparison, it was probably the Moon Palace species of the Summer Empress who met the real Guanghan Palace toad? Maybe it's not that exaggerated, but it's not that far off.
The scholar couldn't help but laugh.
There was no struggle.
Because there are two natal flying swords hovering between the eyebrows and the center of the back, one behind the other.
Fortunately, as long as he doesn't wake up from the resurrected lotus lantern in his ancestral hall, it's not the worst outcome.
The scholar sighed, "Good brother, I borrowed something. Please remember to return it to me later."
Not far away, a young ranger wearing a bamboo hat was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the cliff, practicing setting up a sword furnace.
The man remained silent.
The scholar continued: "Good brother, your habit of taking off people's clothes is not very good. Is the dragon robe worn by the Bone King in the Summer Palace Queen's treasure house, as I said, destroyed at the touch of a touch? That Qing Dynasty
The robe of the Dezong female cultivator, I’m not lying to you, is extremely ordinary in appearance. It is the same as the ceremonial wine bowl from the Dezong ancestral hall of the Qing Dynasty. It is just a spiritual weapon and cannot be sold for a good price, unless it is
Only when you meet those monks who like to collect robes can you make some money."
Chen Pingan never responded.
The scholar was not the least bit angry. He just lost a robe that could not be seen in the light. He was not naked. The three golden talismans inside made him feel a little distressed. One of them belonged to the side branch of the Mountain Talisman and was called the Bixiaofu Talisman. It could be transformed into
A real king's residence in Leicheng City. The monk was inside. He could withstand several blows from Nascent Soul's natal magic weapon. If he replaced it with a golden elixir, he would probably not be able to break through the door within half a stick of incense. A jade clear light talisman was thrown out by the monk.
The netherworld, the monster-shaking ghost, has a very large range, covering the world for several miles. It does not target the great monks, but is specially used to break the formation and rescue the siege.
The last one, the most precious one, is the secret among the family's secrets, the Yunxiao Slayer Talisman. The talisman contains four priceless divine lights. Once it is taken, it is the four ancient gods of Thunder God, Lightning Mother, and Feng Boyu Master.
The dharma forms of the gods all appeared together and struck together.
Previously, in the backyard of Guanghan Hall in Huoluo Mountain, the scholar was twisting the talisman in his sleeve, which was this object.
But at that time, the opponent was also naughty and had some hidden moves in his sleeves. The scholar couldn't tell the depth of the opponent, and the distance between the two sides was so close. The power of the talisman was too great, and he would cut off half of the entire peeling mountain at every turn. He was unwilling to kill the enemy.
He had suffered a loss of eight hundred and had no chance of leaking his traces, so he suppressed his murderous intention.
As for the talisman that was later broken by this person's sword, the killing power was not small, but it was not as spectacular as the Yunxiao Kankan talisman. Moreover, it did not belong to the secret of the family. It was the caretaker of a talisman sect in Luzhou, Beiju.
This skill is specifically designed to restrain the sword cultivator in the world, so in fact, up to that moment, the scholar had not been forced by the group of monsters to use his special skill, he just looked at him in embarrassment.
His real thought before was to deliberately create a huge movement that could be seen in the mountains, because the scholar concluded that the man would sneak back secretly and hide somewhere quietly, and then he might look at the situation and wait for an opportunity to assassinate him.
Why didn't the scholar show his weakness to the enemy and take advantage of the situation to kill him?
It's a pity that God did not fulfill his wish.
It’s true that the Tao is as high as the devil.
The opponent's sword was very weird, too strange. A golden Earth Zu Palace Sword Locking Talisman failed to successfully lock the opponent's sword, so he prepared the Earth Escape Technique and the sword in his sleeves.
The second slicing talisman is useless for the hero. Otherwise, if the talisman escapes, the opponent will be seriously injured even if he is not dead. He can leave it to the monsters to take care of him. Can he still survive?
There was also that guy who was even more sloppy. He even temporarily fainted and forcibly seized the dominant power of most of the soul. He dropped all defenses against this person. What was the result? Wasn't he punched by the opponent without hesitation and hurt himself?
Reduced to this?
But fortunately among misfortunes, the other party did not decisively kill people and expropriate goods, destroying the corpses and eradicating traces.
Isn't this a little blessing accumulated by the other party's mercy?
Otherwise, when he wakes up in the family, although he barely saves his life, he will have to pay a huge price for the loss of one soul and one soul. The avenue will be fundamentally damaged. Even if the family has a secret method to make up for it, it will delay the breakthrough for at least a hundred years. How can the family then
Spare this person lightly, let alone pursue him for thousands of miles. Even if you are the direct descendant of the other continent sect, you will still be pursued across continents. If you don't succeed in ten years, it will take a hundred years.
The Yang family of Yunxiao Palace in the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty has always been recognized throughout the country as being extremely grateful for kindness, repaying kindness extremely hard, holding grudges for a long time, and taking revenge extremely ruthlessly.
No matter how valuable the three gold-made ancestral hall talismans or the hundred-eyed Taotie robe are that are left unused, can they be as valuable as the life of a monk and his great path?
So scholars are very open-minded.
My father always told me that I must suffer more small losses on the way to practice.
The scholar smiled and asked: "Good brother, how did you lead me to escape from the siege of the monsters? Did it take a lot of effort?"
After Jianqi Eighteen stopped running, Chen Ping'an collected the stakes of the sword furnace and said: "It's not a big deal. The demons have been fighting with you for too long. They are exhausted. They are also afraid that there will be help besides me, so they are shrinking.
If you don't move forward, the encirclement and interception are a bit pretentious, but you still struggle for a while, and finally I get the chance, and run all the way south to the Ghost Valley. It's just that the robe on your body was stripped off by the other party, and I couldn't stop you.
, I feel very guilty.”
The scholar smiled bitterly and said: "What about this demon-binding rope and two flying swords?"
Chen Ping'an said with a matter-of-fact expression: "I'll protect you. There are two big monsters here. They're just on the other side of the chain bridge. They're a python spirit and a spider spirit. You should have seen them too. I'm afraid that I'll devote myself to my practice and miss your life."
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The scholar glanced at the other side of the iron cable bridge. There were indeed two pitiful monsters, but what were they called "big monsters"? They hadn't even completed the human form yet. After seeing this innately overwhelming monster-binding rope on his body, he was not frightened.
Courage, running dozens of miles away is already considered good.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I'm afraid that after you wake up, you won't listen to my explanation and will start fighting with me when you open your eyes. Won't the misunderstanding be even deeper? Now, are we finally talking about it?
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The scholar nodded and said: "Not only does this good man have a chivalrous heart, but what is even more valuable is that he is very meticulous in his actions. I really can't find any fault with him!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Brother Mu Mao, can you tell me what your last name is? Friends of life and death, brothers in need, it would not be good if we still hide it."
The scholar smiled brightly and said with great sincerity: "My surname is Yang and my name is Mu Mao. I was born in the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty since I was a child. Due to my good qualifications, I am lucky enough to rely on my ancestors who have been working in the Chongxuan Department for generations.
He became an internal disciple who was personally given a surname by Prime Minister Yuyi of Yunxiao Palace. This time he went out to travel all the way south. Before arriving at Guixiao Valley, he had very little immortal money left on him, so he just wanted to slay demons and demons in Guixiao Valley.
I’ll accumulate my virtuous character and earn a little money at the same time, so that I can put together a decent gift for the birthday of a certain prince from the Dayuan Dynasty who has good relations with the Chongxuan Department next year.”
Since this person recognized the word "Dragon Gate" on the head of the monument, the three talismans were probably seen through.
Therefore, the scholar will not regard the other party as a fool, lest the other party become angry and punch him again.
Chen Ping'an smiled half-heartedly, "I, a foreigner from other continents, have heard of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty. It's like thunder in my ears. I wonder if Brother Mu Mao recognizes Yang Ningxing, who was born with Taoism?
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The scholar rolled his eyes and said: "As an inner disciple of Yunxiao Palace, how could I not recognize this famous little immortal? Not only do I recognize him, but I also recognize the eldest son Yang Ningzhen who likes to travel around. I have a good relationship with them. Of course,
These two are the direct descendants of the high-ranking Yang family, and they and I are just acquaintances, not very good friends."
When the scholar saw that he was doubtful, he seemed to believe but not believed, and the scholar had no idea. The other party couldn't torture him, right? But if it was really like this, a magic weapon binding a demon rope and two flying swords might not be able to trap him.
Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "You were walking a group of wild dogs to play earlier, just to make me mistakenly think that you had the opportunity to beat up the drowned dogs, and you just wanted to kill me?"
The scholar was about to talk nonsense when he suddenly frowned, his eyebrows stung, and he lamented. The next moment, the scholar's whole person changed, just like when he first met Chen Pingan, who claimed to be "full of pure yang righteousness", practicing qi
Whether it is a warrior or a pure martial artist, Qi can be hidden and momentum can be changed, but it is difficult to fake the kind of atmosphere that a person gives birth to.
Chen Pingan frowned and said: "Are you suffering from soul-leaving syndrome? Are the two sides fighting for the soul?"
It's like brothers fighting and arguing within the walls.
Generally speaking, this is a big taboo for monks.
Once this happens, the journey of a Qi practitioner is as difficult as climbing a mountain with a limp. It is already a great luck to be able to become a golden elixir earthly immortal. It is simply a luxury to hope to break the inner demon of Yuanying.
The scholar was sitting, his eyes were clear, and he smiled and said: "In order to save me, you were seriously injured and suffered a lot of damage. The golden Shuchi talisman you sacrificed in the end is not only precious, but it should also have some connection with my family's talisman."
Origin. So the robe of "Bai Jing Taotie" and the three talismans in the sleeves should be regarded as my thank you gifts. As for me, naturally my name is not Yang Mumao, but I did come from the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty.
I won’t tell you my real name, you can just guess.”
Chen Ping'an wondered: "After 'he' fell into coma in his own small world, 'you' can actually still be awake and look at the big world outside?"
The scholar nodded, but did not explain anything in words.
Chen Ping'an said: "But it's your original intention to kill me."
The scholar smiled and said: "Isn't it your true intention?"
Chen Pingan was silent.
The scholar said: "Since you finally chose to save me instead of killing me, I think it is necessary to come out to see you again. The battle between the avenues in my imagination should be upright and aboveboard. If you agree with this, we can choose one.
In time, when our respective experiences are over, will we have a life-and-death battle on that Cari Mountain in the future? By the way, there is one more thing that I need to remind you once. I always feel that someone is spying on you from a distance in the Ghost Valley, intermittently, and it doesn’t last long. I just
I can vaguely sense that it is somewhere in the north. The path is profound, so be careful."
Chen Pingan was noncommittal.
The scholar smiled and said: "I will concentrate on refining the Dragon Gate Stele next, and I must be focused on it. Please be more patient when dealing with the other 'me'. How can I put it, he is equivalent to the evil in my heart, all thoughts,
Although I was reduced to a mustard seed, it seemed very small, but in fact it was huge and extremely pure. Evil is real evil and there is no need to hide it. My nature is unscrupulous. However, every time I was distracted, he showed up and took control of this scene.
Skin will make a three-part agreement with him, not to violate too many rules. By the way, when he acts, I can watch and see everything at a glance, so I can observe the Tao and sharpen my mind. But when I speak, he can only sleep.
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Chen Ping'an was shocked. Just as he was about to speak, the scholar had already closed his eyes.
During this time, Chen Ping'an noticed that the scholar seemed to be looking at a place to the side while his eyelids were lowered.
When he opened his eyes again, he was the familiar scholar from Peking Mountain again, with an awkward expression on his face as if he had pooped in his crotch.
There was silence between the two for a moment.
Chen Ping'an said: "Yang Ningxing, you can do it. Among the people of Luzhou in Beiju, you are one of the ten dragons and phoenixes. You are the Little Heavenly Lord of Yunxiao Palace. Why should you hide such a majestic name?"
The scholar looked confused.
Chen Pingan laughed endlessly.
The scholar felt that "he" should not be so open to others, so he continued to set up the ecstasy formation, and said helplessly: "If my little Tianjun from the Chongxuan Department hears this, he will be angry, Yang Ningxing
This person is the most rigid and can't listen to a joke. I am more willing to deal with Yang Ningzhen and Yang Ningxing, the two brothers, and the female crown who is responsible for our Chongxuan Department's dealings with the court is really a top position.
Handsome and lovely child, this time I went on a trip and ventured into the Ghost Valley, just to make a name for myself so that she could look up to me. Good brother, you have a good name and are more capable. Come back later.
In the Dayuan Dynasty, you must meet her. She was just a girl when she was young, so she organized a Taoist grand ceremony for Zhoutian Dajiao. She was the most intelligent. When you see her, you will probably fall in love with her, and she will also
If I don’t like you, then we two brothers will drink together to drown our sorrows. We are brothers in distress, and our friendship will become everlasting!"
Chen Pingan stood up, ignored the man's jokes, looked around, Yuqi took the demon-binding rope in his hand, and on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, he also grabbed the sword gourd around his waist.
The previous glance before the scholar's mind fell silent, was the scholar pretending to be a ghost and deliberately making himself suspicious? Or is there really a mystery near the top of the mountain? An expert is coming, but he can't see it? If so, is it the Nascent Soul Peak Pu?
Is the Yin God of Yan traveling far away and hiding somewhere around? Or is it an outsider with a higher realm? Is it the Little Xuandu Temple and the Great Yuanyue Temple that are not recorded in the "Anxiety Collection"? Or is it the heroic spirit in the north of the Ghost Valley?
Anyway, it’s unlikely to be Jiang Shangzhen.
It is normal for Jiang Shangzhen to look at the mountains and rivers from a distance and stare at the movements on his side. However, it is definitely not Jiang Shangzhen's style to come here quietly but not show up.
Regarding Jade Guizong's plan in Shujian Lake, Jiang Shangzhen had previously been frank and honest in the Mural City and revealed some secrets.
Chen Ping'an believed it 70-80%.
So for the time being, Jiang Shangzhen can be regarded as a friend rather than an enemy. Even if he is not a friend, he will not plot to harm himself.
To put it bluntly, if Jiang Shang really wanted to kill himself, wouldn't it be easier than the white skeleton in blue shirt who considered himself a swordsman?
Now that he, Chen Ping'an, was facing a Nascent Soul, he could only run for his life.
But Jiang Shangzhen is a member of the Upper Five Realm in Tongyezhou who is known to like to kill Yuanying.
Chen Pingan sighed in his heart.
Tell yourself silently, don't worry.
Cultivation is not about drinking. It doesn’t matter if you take big sips or small sips.
But the food must be eaten one bite at a time, the road must be walked step by step, and the money must be earned one by one.
The scholar then stood up and stretched his muscles, "Good brother, what are your two natal flying swords? Sword repair is a business of making money and swallowing silver in the world. An ordinary swordsman can rely on the sect to give money and gifts to support him.
It's the ultimate. How did you do it? Just relying on this business of traveling thousands of miles and robbing families and homes? It seems that you are like me, relying on the birth of the Immortal Master of Genealogy, and the sect's cultivation is not enough, so under the guise of training, one time
The next time you do some home repairs?"
Chen Ping'an didn't answer the question, but looked to the north and said, "I made a huge loss in order to save you before I left. What should I say now?"
The scholar rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "My robe and three talismans fell into the hands of the enemy. Naturally, I have to ask for them back."
Chen Ping'an glanced at him and said, "That makes sense, then let's go our separate ways. You go and ask for the lost things. I wish Brother Mu Mao will become famous in this ghostly valley. As for me, I will pick up my missing things honestly."
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The scholar exclaimed, "How can this happen? I have a deadly feud with the group of monsters. If I show up, I will be attacked by a group of monsters. They will kill each one of them in a panic. I will be in a worse situation then."
, No, no, no, I don’t feel at ease without a good brother to stand up for me. Strangely enough, with a good brother by my side, I am so courageous that I will not be afraid of anything in the world, even in the dragon’s pond and tiger’s den!”
Chen Pingan asked: "You don't have the robes and talismans with you now. What's the point of me taking you with me? Is it a burden?"
The scholar raised his palm and something appeared. Then he quickly rolled his other sleeve and covered it with spiritual energy. It turned out to be a small purple flying sword. He smiled and said: "The mountain man has his own magic weapon that can be pressed at the bottom of the box. The name of this sword
It is Zizhi, imitated from the flying sword of a great swordsman in Luzhou, Beiju. It is not a sword cultivator's natal flying sword, but its momentum is better than that of a flying sword. It is used to pretend to be a great swordsman to scare people. It is a unique thing! It is a sword of hatred.
Shan's unique skills are unique in the world and are as famous as the protective spiritual treasure armor cast by Sanlang Temple!"
Chen Pingan pointed to the long sword behind him, "Do I need you to scare people? Can you show some sincerity?"
The scholar angrily put away the astonishing Zizhi, turned his palm over, and found a small object with a copper seal of Chilong Button. He said with a solemn expression: "This is the last and last item to be packed. Smash it to pieces."
A chi dragon with astonishing combat power descends and can turn mountains and seas upside down. Even though it can only be consumed once, this is an important weapon from the Yunxiao Palace treasure house that I got on credit with the junior sister Qian in charge of the Chongxuan Department."
Chen Ping'an looked at Brother Mu Mao.
The scholars looked at each other with a smile.
Chen Ping'an had some doubts. If he really fought for his life, what chance would he have of winning?
At the Guanghan Palace where the Summer Empress lives, I thought it was seventy-eight points, but now it seems like it’s at most fifty-fifty?
The reason is very simple. That Zizhi is indeed an imitation. It is not the natural treasure of the Mountain Sword Immortal. It is most suitable to scare Nascent Soul monks.
It can be used to kill Jindan monks, so it is perfect.
Coupled with the unknown Chilong Button Seal, if it is handed over to a real scholar, and the opponent fights, the opponent will have both offense and defense. If the opponent has a higher-grade robe and a soldier's armor,
A treasure armor that covers the body? After all, the so-called Taotie robe with hundred eyes is just a disguise used by the scholar in front of him to cover his eyes and ears. A true disciple of Chongxuan Department who is most likely to be born with Taoism, goes down the mountain to practice, how can
Will there be no ancestral robes and armor to protect me?
The scholar's eyes were full of resentment, and he said with a look of grievance: "Brother, why didn't you say anything? Could it be that you are motivated by wealth? I can't beat you anyway, so I can only take out my magic robe and Lingbao armor to save my life."
"The copper seal you promised will be your last treasure at the bottom of the box?"
Chen Ping'an said: "It's amazing to be rich. I'm afraid of you."
The scholar sighed, "My junior sister once said that if you go out to practice, since your skills are mediocre, you can't communicate with others in words."
Chen Pingan said: "Let's go."
The scholar was gearing up, "Should we move to the top of the mountain where the Great Sage moved, or to find our place on Diyong Mountain?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Along the black river, look for the Old Dragon Cave."
The scholar wondered: "Why?"
Chen Ping'an began to walk down the ridge and said slowly: "The mountain protection formation on Diyong Mountain has been torn to pieces by you. A group of demons must have gathered on the top of the mountain where the mountain ape is moving. Maybe they will."
The Bichen Yuanjun of Yongshan has either hid his family wealth, or simply took it with him and moved to his allies. Should he go to Diyongshan to drink from the northwest wind? Or should he go to the Mountain Monkey to fight head-on? Give it another try
Did they fight each other?"
The scholar clapped his hands with his fist and exclaimed: "Yes, good brother, it's really a good plan. Those two turtles didn't even show their heads during the battle at Diyong Mountain. In your words, good brother, you just don't care about the ethics of the world at all, so even if we
If you go looking for them to cause trouble, most of the demons on the mountaintop ape have a grudge in their hearts and will not rescue you if you kill them."
Chen Ping'an sneered and said: "What I'm worried about now is whether the backer behind the summer queen who was killed and eaten by you will come. Tell me, who is she?"
The scholar chuckled and said: "He is an old Yuanying Yinling from Ghost Valley. He is very famous among the cities in the north. He dares not to listen to the orders of the Lord of Jingguan City. During his lifetime, he was a general of the Shence Kingdom with outstanding achievements.
When he was alive, he was never praised for being a god in his military skills. However, after his death, he was praised by later generations of military strategists as a man who moved troops with integrity and used it without surprises. He was highly praised in the history of history. If it weren't for the stupid emperor he was loyal to, he fell into dissension.
The plan was to force him to lead an attack, killing more than 30 members of his family, young and old, on the battlefield. This was a very critical turning point, otherwise the final result of the Battle of Skeleton Beach would not be the same.
It’s really hard to say.”
The scholar paused for a moment, feeling a little melancholy, "As for how the Summer Empress got attached to this heroic spirit, I'm not a god who can predict the future, so I don't know."
The two of them were walking on the ridge path together. When Chen Ping'an saw him turn his head and look towards the side of the cliff, he said aloud: "Don't take advantage of those two monsters."
The scholar asked curiously: "Are you familiar with me?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "Not familiar."
The scholar became more and more puzzled, "Then why are you protecting them? Keeping them in harm's way... That's right. Nowadays, if you are a humble person, it is destined that they will not be able to get out of the ghost valley for hundreds of years, and they will not harm anyone."
Chen Pingan said slowly: "There are spiritual beings, and it is not easy to practice."
The scholar looked at Chen Pingan and said, "Are you really hurt?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "The golden elixir Yin spirit wanted to repeat its old tricks and used the tarsal shadow on me. After smashing it with a sword, the mountain-moving ape seized the opportunity and smashed it with a hammer. Then the magic weapons arrived. I had no choice but to use up a talisman worth ten thousand gold, and I am still heartbroken."
Chen Ping'an was in a depressed mood. Not only was he distressed, but he not only used up the remaining golden Shuchichi Talisman, but also let his own life-saving means surface. In the future, he would like to use two golden Shuchichi Talismans in succession to use the Sword Immortal. There may be changes in the restriction of the small world that splits the Ghost Valley and the Skeleton Beach.
The scholar noticed that the man's tone changed slightly when he talked about the Mountain Ape. He was keenly aware of it and asked with a smile: "Why, do you have a grudge against the Mountain Ape?"
Chen Ping'an looked calm and said: "I hit it hard with a meteor hammer. Isn't that considered a grudge?"
The scholar clasped his hands behind his back, swaggered, and said with a smile: "Aren't you going to make the good brother faint with blood again?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "If you are really sorry, I don't care that you feel you owe me a favor anyway. Why don't you give me the flying sword or the copper seal as compensation?"
The scholar waved his sleeves wildly and screamed: "Good brother, I beg you, can you stop worrying about my little family fortune? If you keep doing this, I will feel panicked."
Chen Ping'an looked at the north and said: "When we get to Heihe, we still follow the old rules, three or seven points?"
The scholar was greatly surprised and said with a shy face, "This is so embarrassing."
Chen Pingan chuckled.
The scholar instantly understood the implication of what he just said, and then he said with a playful smile: "Let's go with 50-50. Being friendly makes you rich, and being friendly makes you rich. If it doesn't work, split the account between four and six. If you are a good brother, I will do it with four."
The two of them walked north, choosing a path in the mountains and wading through mountains and rivers. Chen Pingan flew all the way, the rabbit rose and the falcon fell, and the scholar swam in the wind, neither fast nor slow, just walking side by side with Chen Pingan.
When Chen Ping'an stood on a tall tree, he looked up into the distance.
The scholar asked casually: "Why didn't you stop me from killing the Summer Empress in Guanghan Palace? Wouldn't it be even more difficult for this Moon Palace species to be able to cultivate the golden elixir?"
Chen Ping's arrangement turned a deaf ear.
Chen Pingan then took the lead, and the two of them passed by Tonglu Lake, and then carefully circumvented Tongguan Mountain, walking like elite scouts carrying coins, the route was hidden and silent.
The scholar was a little surprised, he was an expert.
Are you used to walking in mountains and rivers?
But why isn't it like that Shanze Yexiu?
Arriving at the bank of the Black River, Chen Ping'an had already picked up his bamboo hat, sword fairy and sword-raising gourd, covered them with an old man's face, asked the scholar to change his clothes, and then threw him a young man's face made by Zhu Lian.
The scholar did not hesitate at all, and did not reject it at all. On the contrary, he found it extremely interesting.
The Heihe River meanders for more than two hundred miles. It is not a big river, but it is quite good in the Guixi Valley with many mountains and little water.
The two turtles who were born in Dayuanyue Temple have occupied this river and have been domineering for a long time.
The Black River is turbulent.
There is also a Niangniang temple built upstream, which is naturally the water god temple of Fu Hai Yuanjun. However, the temple is a natural temple for obscenity. The little turtle was not able to create a golden body, and just sculpted a statue to look like it.
, but it is estimated that even if it is really a golden water god, it would not dare to openly place the golden statue in the temple. The passing Nascent Soul Yin spirit would casually hit it, and everything would stop. Once the golden body is broken, it will be worse than the monk's avenue.
It is even more miserable if it is fundamentally damaged. In fact, when the first natural crack appears in the golden body, it is when all the gods of mountains and rivers in the world feel chilled. It means that the so-called immortality is beginning to show signs of decay. It is no longer just a few pounds.
Dozens of kilograms of human incense essence can make up for it. And those golden Arhats in Buddhism, once they suffer such a disaster, will name it "bad Dharma", and they are even more afraid of it.
Just like the Taoist immortals who have gone through untold hardships and finally cultivated a stain-free glass body, in the end, there will be stains even if there is no stain. No matter how hard you wipe your mind, you can't erase it. How can you not be afraid?
Scholars feel particularly deeply about this.
Several people in the history of Chongxuan Bureau were defeated because of this, and could not truly achieve great transcendence.
In the night, the two of them walked into the temple.
It was completely deserted and there was no obstruction.
The scholar clasped his hands behind his back, looked around, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm completely a coward. What should I do?"
Chen Ping'an asked: "Don't you have the magical power to divert water and create waves?"
The scholar nodded and said: "Yes, there is. I picked up a half-broken water-repellent bead on the road, but it is far inferior to the water-repelling beast earthworm my junior sister raised. If there is this earthworm, it is the earthworm hidden in the big rivers.
It is easy to find even the deepest dragon palaces. It is such a big thing, and its horns are as long as one finger, but it can set off huge waves of hundreds of feet with just a flick of its head, which is really enviable."
Chen Ping'an said, "Then I'll wait here for you to call Junior Sister here?"
The scholar laughed heartily, shook his sleeves, held up a snowflake crystal bead in his palm, and slapped the bead into his mouth. Then it turned into a billowing black smoke and swept away into the river without any splashing.
Chen Pingan continued to visit this temple. It was similar to the Water Temple where secular dynasties enjoyed incense. The style and regulations were similar, and there was no embarrassment in the slightest.
When we arrived at the main hall of the temple, we crossed the threshold and looked up. We found that the statue of Fuhai Yuanjun on the altar was not very tall and strictly followed the etiquette of a medium-sized river god.
The woman in the statue has a burly appearance and holds a big axe. She is indeed not very good-looking.
Chen Ping'an walked out of the main hall and visited the back hall. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so he returned to the gate of the temple, sat on the steps, and patiently waited for the scholar's return.
What I was thinking about was the records in the book about the Chongxuan Department Yunxiao Palace of the Dayuan Dynasty.
Like Sanlang Temple, they are both the prestigious residences of the Immortal family in Luzhou, Beiju. However, Yunxiao Palace also occupies the title of Chongxuan Department, so it is more involved in the world.
Buddhism was prosperous in Luzhou in the north, and the Dayuan Dynasty was a dominant force in the central part of the continent. The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism was bound to be fierce.
However, since the Dayuan Dynasty was able to uphold Taoism and suppress Buddhism to the point where it set up a Chongxuan Office and let Taoism govern the Buddhist temples in the country, in addition to the Dayuan Lu family's dedication to Taoism, the rich foundation of Yunxiao Palace was the key.
In Longquan County, Wei Bo often greeted and dropped off at the Xianjia Ferry at Niujiao Mountain. He also knew that Chen Ping'an was going to visit Juluzhou, so he prepared a lot of books and files related to the Xianjia forces in Juluzhou, as well as the location of Yunxiao Palace.
One of the major forces to focus on, because Chen Ping'an also mentioned that he must take a trip to Dadu, and the Dayuan Dynasty happens to be the place where Dadu passes. Not only that, the Dayuan Dynasty attaches great importance to this Dadu
It is so unusual that in all the countries along the Dadu route, not just their own vassal states, but all the countries, there are specially appointed supervisory officials and Shui Lian officials, whose official positions are quite high, equivalent to the six ministers and third-rank generals respectively.
There are countries in history that have alienated relations with the Dayuan Dynasty. The government and the public have tried their best to oppose it. They regard it as a great national humiliation that there are officials from other countries on their own land. The Dayuan Dynasty has sent troops to conquer three times, and they have not hesitated to be scolded by the north and the south.
This is the origin of his aggressive military activities and his feud with Confucian academies.
The establishment process of Chongxuan Department Yunxiao Palace is simply a history of the decline of other Taoist traditions and Buddhist forces in the Dayuan Dynasty.
The Tianguan Hall of the Qingxin Palace was demolished to become the Tianyuan Hall of the Chongxuan Department, the huge wood materials from Jialingguan were used to build the Laojun Hall of the Yunxiao Palace, the materials from the Baohua Hall of the Yunhai Temple were used to build the archway of the Chongxuan Department, and the materials from the Ganlu Temple were also demolished.
There are many kinds of ancestral halls in Yunxiao Palace. In the early days of the Dayuan Dynasty, this kind of thing happened in all dynasties. Such a tyrannical system was so arrogant that the subsequent Emperors of the Lu family of Dayuan still thought that the Chongxuan Office was humble. Historically, several princes of the clan were ordered to personally preside over and carry out large-scale construction projects.
, to expand the scale of Chongxuan Department and Yunxiao Palace, Beijing
Within the city, any buildings that hindered the Feng Shui of the Chongxuan Department were demolished, and a Taoist temple next to the Yunxiao Palace was set up on the ruins to control the luck. The names of the Taoist temples are the reign names used in the history of the Dayuan Dynasty, and they were all handed over to Yunxiao.
The imperial government is not allowed to interfere with the affairs of the Taoist abbots and any disputes within Taoist temples, large or small.
The Yunxiao Palace of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty is like the head of the Dao Lineage of the continent.
But in fact, the Heavenly Lord Xie Shi, who had gone south and stayed in Aquarius Continent for many years, was the real leader of the continent's orthodoxy.
Chen Ping'an was a little curious. The relationship between the two was that they hated each other, but they were equally powerful, so they never interacted with each other. Or were they each regarded as a thorn in the flesh and would be removed quickly?
Chen Pingan looked up and saw that the river was still rolling and the sound of the water was loud.
The scholar still didn't return.
But Chen Ping'an suddenly stood up and rushed to the river.
The water situation became almost dangerous, with water constantly overflowing the river banks.
What a heavy smell of blood.
A moment later, far away from the Black River, the scholar jumped out of the river, grabbed a burly woman by the neck with one hand, and dragged her forward. The woman's hair was disheveled, and her armor was in pieces.
The scholar walked on the waves as if walking on flat ground. When he saw Chen Ping'an, he raised his hand and waved, "Good brother, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The scholar was getting closer to the temple, and he threw the dying woman in his hand on the shore. After a while, the woman rolled over, her face was covered with blood.
The scholar came to Chen Ping'an and said with a smile: "It's a good meal. We just had a battle under the water and it was full of dangers. Fortunately, I silently recited a few words of blessing from my good brother, so I saved the day. Otherwise, I would have been kidnapped by this bitch."
The husband-in-law who suppresses the stronghold."
Chen Pingan glanced at Fu Haiyuanjun who was pretending to be dead with his eyes closed.
The scholar waved his sleeve and hit the little turtle directly into the big pit.
The scholar clicked his tongue and said: "This Water Goddess is so interesting. In front of the underwater cave, a place called the Concubine's Platform was specially opened. On it were placed a pair of bones, all of which were poor people who were lucky enough to be her husband.
Insects, beside each bones, there is also a soul lamp lit, what a brilliant scene, what a lover and concubine's love lasts for thousands of years. If I hadn't threatened to smash this high platform outside the cave, this would have been
The Water Goddess may not be willing to come out to see me. In fact, even if I break into it, if she is really determined to hide, she may not be able to find her."
Chen Pingan asked: "Have you extinguished those natal soul lamps?"
The scholar nodded and smiled: "Of course, this is also a big merit. Compared with killing the summer queen, it is much better. Good brother, you are really my lucky star."
Chen Pingan squatted next to the big pit. The woman inside had already sat up, raised her head and screamed: "The sky is affected by the sun, moon and stars, the earth is affected by water and dust, and all sentient beings suffer! This is the fate of those men.
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The scholar laughed when he heard this and extended his thumb to her, "It's so exciting that I almost believe it."
Chen Ping'an looked at the woman and asked, "Have you calculated your own fate?"
The woman said sternly: "We, father and daughter, have an old relationship with Dayuanyue Temple. How dare you kill me?!"
Chen Ping'an remained silent.
The scholar said in his heart, "Don't rush, let's use her to catch the big one. The Water Goddess is relatively easy to find, but the legend of the Old Dragon Cave has so many twists and turns that it is very difficult to find traces of the old turtle."
Chen Ping'an nodded slightly, gathered his voice into a line, and asked: "Her lair was not raided?"
The scholar still spoke to Chen Ping'an with ripples in his mind, and said regretfully: "This guy is also cruel. Seeing the bad opportunity, before he captured me, he directly used his magical power to close the door of the cave. It can be broken open, but it takes too much time. There is no way.
For a few hours, it is difficult to open. Monks have always been afraid of the large and small dragon palaces under the water. They are difficult to find and open. It is really involved with the water transport of the mountains and rivers. It is easy to fail to retrieve the treasure. If you are not careful, the sky will collapse and the water transport will explode.
When the river rolls, it will cause trouble. If it is a crowded place, tens of thousands of people will drown easily. Of course, there is no such worry here. We will fish out the old turtle later, and we will go to the bottom of the water to explore for treasure.
, Good brother, your magical weapon will only open the door faster."
Chen Ping'an always stared at the black river spirit monster and said with a smile: "I can't last long under the water. Unlike you, who has the water-repelling magic weapon with me, my spiritual energy is consumed too fast. Once I use my sword to attack the cave door with all my strength, you
If you give me another sneak attack, stab the flying sword Zizhi a few times, smash the copper seal twice, and then conjure up a few Yunxiao Palace killing talismans, wouldn't I be buried in the belly of a fish? Brother Mu Mao, are you right?"
The scholar said with an upright face: "A good brother, don't judge the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a good man!"
Chen Ping'an said: "Later, you just go to the mansion under the water to retrieve the treasure. Since I didn't contribute half the effort, let's give it three to seven, seven to you and three to me."
The scholar murmured: "Can we also get 30% off?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I will help you look out on the river. You have no worries. You can just search for treasures with peace of mind. But I have agreed in advance that you have something close at hand. I have no way of knowing how many treasures and money you have found. I will divide the accounts afterwards. It all depends on
Your conscience is gone."
The scholar asked: "What about the eighty-two split?"
Chen Pingan agreed, "Okay."
Seeing Chen Ping'an being so straightforward, the scholar became suspicious and asked tentatively: "Could it be that you made a rough comparison of the Dongfu family's wealth with that of the Guanghan Palace basement, and then you felt that you got less, so you would do something evil?"
Are you so courageous that you are breaking up with me?"
Chen Pingan smiled knowingly and said, "That's what you said."
The scholar squatted on the ground and sighed.
When the woman saw that the two men seemed to be communicating silently and didn't look like they were going to kill her immediately, she became even more arrogant and said angrily: "If you don't let me go quickly, I will spare your lives! Otherwise, wait until my father comes.
, teach you to die without a burial place! When my ruined concubine's platform is rebuilt, I will use the two of you who have suffered a thousand cuts to light the water lamps!"
Chen Pingan turned to look at the overjoyed scholar and said, "You deceived such a thing and went out on your own initiative. There is nothing to be proud of, right?"
The scholar waved his hand, "I'm not complacent, I just think it's fun. If you were a real god of mountains and rivers, no matter how low your rank you are, as long as you live for such a long time, you would never tell a joke like this. This ghost valley is not
It has become so bad that we can't fight it out, so the Pi Ma Sect, which has only a few manpower, has to forcefully suppress it inside this snail shell and not see the light of day all year round. It seems to be justified."
Chen Pingan and the scholar looked at somewhere on the river almost at the same time.
The scholar smiled and said: "The guests are here."
An aquatic spirit that looked like an old scholar poked his head out from the river. He hesitated for a long time before timidly approaching.
Still not daring to go ashore and get close to the two of them, he stood in the river and said in a trembling voice: "The King of Heihe asked me to send a message to the two immortal masters. As long as Yuan Fu Hai is spared, Yuan Fu Hai's cave collection will be preserved."
If it is taken away by two immortal masters, it is regarded as a good relationship."
The woman at the bottom of the pit lowered her head.
The scholar joked: "You dad, you really don't worry about your life and death, so you just sent a bunch of soldiers and generals to deal with us?"
The woman just bowed her head and said nothing, her previous arrogance completely gone.
The spirit said tremblingly: "The two countries are at war. Bu Zhan is here to envoy. Regardless of whether the two immortal masters agree or not, I should be allowed to go to Laolong Cave to answer the question."
The scholar was amused and turned to look at Chen Pingan, "How do you say it?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then you go back. Just say that we agreed to this condition."
The scholar added: "This Fuhai Yuanjun must stay first."
The spirit wailed: "King Heihe wants me to take Empress Yuanjun back."
Chen Ping'an said: "It's not good to do things well, but you may die in the hands of King Heihe, but it's better than dying here, right?"
The spirit shrank its neck and immediately turned around and fled into the water.
The scholar said: "I'm going to storm the underwater cave gate?"
Chen Ping'an pointed at the woman at the bottom of the pit, nodded and said: "I will guard the section of the river near the cave. Just take her with you. Maybe you can talk it through halfway and she can open the door by herself, saving a lot of money."
trouble."
There was no sloppiness on either side. The scholar once again grabbed the burly woman by the neck and dragged her in his hands. Chen Pingan followed the scholar and rushed upstream.
Finally, the scholar disappeared into the water.
Chen Pingan stood by the river.
A quarter of an hour later.
Chen Ping'an sneered in his heart, this old turtle is really decisive and ruthless, and he doesn't care about his daughter's life at all?
I saw that the entire Black River, which was originally turbid, turned into an ink color, and then starting from the far upstream, the river quickly froze.
It seems that he has made up his mind to kill the scholar who has entered the water to search for treasure.
Not only that, in the distant sky, there was a strong man with lightning intertwined all over his body, coming towards him with great momentum.
He is the Thunder God General of Jixiao Mountain.
However, apart from this one, there seemed to be no other monsters participating in the encirclement and suppression. Including the Monkey King, they either hid further away or stood still.
Chen Ping'an was a little surprised. Could it be that this monster from Jixiao Mountain had nowhere to vent his anger when he learned that someone had poached those golden thunder whips, so after being informed by Lao Yu, he left the rest of his allies and was willing to come alone?
Fighting?
The old turtle harnessed his natal magical power and froze a black river for hundreds of miles. Chen Ping'an was powerless to do such a strange thing.
But the Jixiaoshan monster still needs to be stopped.
The self-proclaimed Thunder God General seems to have activated the real fire. On the Diyong Mountain side, his body was only surrounded by two tokens. Now there are three more tokens with the Thunder Law Edict written on them, most of which are refined from golden thunder whips.
made.
He stopped in the air and shouted: "Little thief, did you steal my thunder pool?!"
Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "If I had the ability to reach heaven, how could you still survive in Diyong Mountain?"
He was almost losing his mind. He just kept roaring, and his whole body was filled with lightning. "You damn thief, if you dare to destroy my foundation, I will cut you to pieces with thousands of knives, extract your soul, and punish you with thunder for hundreds of thousands of years!"
He rushed towards the bank of the Black River, and at the same time, half of the spirit's true body appeared in the air, including a golden eagle head and a body of more than ten feet.
The three tokens then scattered.
He punched Chen Ping'an.
Chen Pingan did not draw his sword, but punched him.
The monster race is indeed famous for its physical toughness. Chen Ping'an slid several feet away on the ground. The golden eagle monster strode forward. The three tokens were pulled by golden lightning. Arm-thick lightning bolts were constantly directed at Chen.
Ping An shot out, its trajectory was very disordered, and it did not distinguish between friend and foe. However, after the lightning hit the monster, instead of blocking its figure, it spread all over the body in an instant, and finally condensed on the arm. Its first punch
, the fist is covered with golden light, and the whole arm looks like dozens of small golden snakes entwined.
Chen Ping'an intended to fight in close quarters. Not only did he not use the sword immortal, he also did not use the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month in the sword gourd.
Both sides fought hard.
The monster was eager to kill, grinning ferociously. Every time it punched, it was accompanied by thunder and lightning, and its body was covered with golden light.
Previously, when he was fleeing in embarrassment, he was beaten by the mountain-moving ape with just one blow, causing him to vomit blood. His face was pale, and his body was staggering. With such a weak body, he dared to fight against my grandfather and me in the physical body.
Tough?
That little mink was right. This guy was a swordsman, but the long sword he carried on his back was probably too high-quality to be fully controlled. Every time he used it, it would consume a lot of spiritual energy, and it would definitely not be able to be replenished in a short period of time.
No wonder they only dared to trouble Guanghan Palace and this little turtle one after another!
However, if it were the scholar with a variety of skills, it would not dare to be so confident and fight for its life in close quarters.
The strong man thrust out both fists and roared: "Give me back the thunder pool!"
Chen Ping'an used his palms to resist the two punches, but this time he remained motionless.
Amidst the flashing thunder and lightning and the blowing wind, the monster with the golden eagle head saw a face with a changed appearance, and eyes that should be familiar but were unfamiliar.
His heart suddenly tightened and he backed away hastily.
Chen Ping'an stepped heavily on the ground, and in an instant he was in front of the monster, and punched out lightly.
The monster quickly weighed it up and punched out with all its strength, obviously intending to exchange injuries with this guy!
As expected, the opponent's punch was neither painful nor itchy, and was probably equivalent to the strength of a martial artist from the fifth realm outside Guixigu Valley. However, my own punch hit the opponent's front door firmly.
But why can’t the other party move his head?
Something's wrong!
The second punch has arrived.
Too fast.
The monster gritted its teeth and continued to exchange punches with it.
After a few punches, the God of Thunder God was horrified to realize that even wanting to exchange injuries with him was a waste of hope.
And whether it was the previous punches or the thunder and lightning of the three original command cards, this person was just completely unaware. Could it be that he was a lunatic who was not afraid of pain at all?
After a dozen punches.
The monster's head was smashed with one punch.
The headless body, which was more than ten feet tall, fell backward.
I don't know if it was the last blow of a dying struggle, but the three tokens burst out with brilliant golden light, causing a ten-foot radius around Chen Ping'an to be filled with thunder and lightning, just like the manifestation of the small thunder pool in Jixiao Mountain.
Chen Ping'an was detained by countless lightning ropes and was not allowed to escape for a while. There were cracks in the blue robe on his body.
But Chen Pingan's eyes were on the corpse.
Sure enough, the corpse with the crushed head stuck to the ground, quickly swept away, then stood up and stood near a token. After twisting its neck a few times, another golden eagle head appeared.
He kneaded the secret with one hand, and suddenly held the token with the other, and said in a deep voice: "Good fellow, it turns out that you have been pretending to be useless over there in Yongshan! You are indeed the most damn swordsman on the mountain, and your physique is not inferior to that of a martial artist."
The sea of clouds billowed near Jixiao Mountain, and then fell silent for a moment.
The next moment, a bolt of lightning as thick as the mouth of a well struck directly over Chen Ping'an in the sky above the thunder pond.
Chen Pingan punched out.
The thunder and lightning shattered, but the cracked thunder and lightning flowed into the thunder pool in all directions, making the thunder plasma and electric essence a bit richer.
The monster came to the second token, held it again, and sneered: "A sword cultivator, if you don't learn anything else, how can you learn any boxing skills? Just keep punching, just punch. I want to see how skinny you are."
, how long can it last in my thunder pool!"
Another thick thunderbolt fell from overhead.
Chen Pingan, who was trapped in place, still punched high.
The shattered thunder and lightning still poured into the thunder pool crazily.
The monster came to the third token almost at the same time.
After driving the third Jixiaoshan Yunhai Tianlei out of thin air and falling to the ground.
There was also a lightning spear in his hand.
When the man punched to resist the thunder, he had already thrown out the thunder spear in his hand.
This monster's heartstrings trembled.
The man stretched out his palm forward, blocking the tip of the thunder spear.
The spear kept rushing forward, golden light shot out, and it shattered inch by inch, while the man's hand just hung in place.
Chen Pingan finally clenched his fist, held the last small section of the thunder spear in his hand, threw it into the thunder pool, and said with a smile: "Come again."
The golden eagle monster suddenly shouted: "Old turtle! Don't worry about that kid under the water for now, come and help me kill the enemies! Kill them one by one first!"
Over at the source of the Black River, the water was frozen. There was an old man in black robes hovering above the river. He imitated the monk and put his palms up in front of him, bent his fingers with the other hand, and tapped lightly. There were bursts of wooden fish sounds from the temple, and he was angry.
The machine ripples slowly rippled and spread out in circles.
Every time it is struck, along with those ripples, there will be a string of ink-colored Buddhist scriptures floating into the ice of the Black River.
When the monster in Jixiao Mountain made a noise, it happened to be when the old man in black robe had finished reciting a Buddhist sutra.
He hesitated for a moment, probably because he felt that what the Thunder God General said was true. With a sway of his shoulders, he transformed into his true form. It turned out to be an old turtle as big as a hill.
The old turtle rushed towards Chen Ping'an, and every time his four feet stepped on the ground, the ground shook.
Chen Pingan sneered and said: "Brother Mu Mao, if you continue to watch the fire from the other side, you will destroy the brotherhood."
A burst of hearty laughter shook the sky.
The scholar broke through the ice from the river and flew high into the sky, shaking off countless ice cubes on his body, and the debris fell like snow.
The scholar threw the bronze seal of the Chilong Button towards the old turtle who showed his true form. The small seal flew like lightning. After a flash, there was an extremely crisp snap, and the copper seal was attached to the huge black shell of the old turtle that was as large as a mountain.
Among them, comparing the two, there is a huge difference in size.
But for some unknown reason, the old turtle let out a mournful cry, as if a majestic mountain was suddenly borne on its back.
He was so overwhelmed that he instantly fell down on all fours, his belly pressed against the surface of the river, and the ice suddenly shattered.
The scholar clapped his hands and said, "Do your best first. Good brother, it's your turn."
The sword fairy behind Chen Pingan unsheathed it with a clanging sound. No matter how thunder and lightning intertwined, it was like a fairy holding the sword and slashing away, directly splitting the golden eagle monster into two halves from head to toe.
A golden elixir about the size of a fist, which contained all the souls, swept out from half a piece of flesh and fled quickly.
The three Thunder Law Cards also disappeared in an instant, turning into three grains of golden light, which merged with the golden elixir.
Feijian Chuyi quickly caught up with him and stabbed him.
Ding dong sound.
The wail of the soul within the golden elixir suddenly resounded across the ice of the Black River.
However, the golden elixir did not break into pieces, and the escape speed stagnated slightly. After the flying sword collided with the golden elixir on Chuyi, it was bounced backwards, quickly spun around, and the sword tip pointed directly at the monster's golden elixir again, flashing
Then it passed, and the flying sword brought out a long line of snow-white and dazzling eyes in the air.
Jin Dan had no choice but to change his trajectory, deviating a few points and avoiding the white line.
After two collisions, he had just put some distance between himself and the snow-white flying sword.
Finally, he managed to find a glimmer of hope and saw the glimmer of hope for survival after the disaster.
A faint green sword light fell straight from high in the sky.
Pass the golden elixir through it.
The scholar clapped his hands and laughed, "The two swords work together seamlessly, it's really wonderful."
The golden elixir was about to shatter, but before the scholar spoke, he had already thrown out a page of silk paper, wrapped the golden elixir in it, and then reached out and grabbed the page and the golden elixir in his hand.
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and returned the sword to its sheath. It seemed that he still had some unfinished thoughts and was reluctant to do so.
On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, they also successively took back the sword-raising gourd in Chen Ping'an's hand.
Chen Ping'an, don't worry about raising the sword gourd, tiptoe, and go near the old turtle lying motionless on the ground.
The scholar also fell by the river.
Chen Pingan stopped.
The scholar suddenly lamented, "Okay, I'll beat the younger one, and then the older one will come, and then the older one will come, and then the older one will come. Good brother, what should I do? This time it's really tricky."
A skinny old monk appeared beside the old turtle out of thin air.
Compared to the old turtle, which is as big as a hill, the old monk is really negligible.
But in Chen Pingan's eyes, the old monk was so majestic, and the old turtle was the one as small as a mustard seed.
The old monk put his hands together, and after the Buddha sang a song, he asked: "Two donors, can the old monk bring this turtle back to Dayuanyue Temple?"
The scholar smiled and said, "I don't care. You have to listen to my brother. He will only count after he nods."
The old turtle opened his mouth and begged: "Monk, save me, save me. I know I was wrong. From now on, I will practice Buddhism in the temple with peace of mind. I will not dare to leave without permission for thousands of years."
The old monk looked at Chen Pingan.
Chen Ping'an just looked at the old monk and asked, "I don't care whether you know you are wrong or not. I just want to make sure this old monk can make up for his sins over the years."
The old turtle wanted to speak, but found that he could not speak at all.
The old monk always clasped his hands together, nodded and said: "I can guarantee on my behalf that in the future, the old turtle will practice good deeds and bear good fruits after repairing it. It will be more beneficial to this world than killing it now."
Chen Ping'an stopped talking.
The old monk smiled, nodded, and then looked to the other side. The Buddha sang and silently recited the phrase "Return to the other side."
When this short old monk with a broad cassock turned around, the old turtle and him had disappeared.
The scholar then casually returned to the fallen bronze seal that had lost its "foothold".
Chen Pingan stood there, lost in thought.
The scholar smiled and said: "Good brother, you are so brave. Do you know the background of this eminent monk?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I don't know. There is no record in "Xinxin Collection". It was also when I passed by the peach forest that I learned for the first time that there is a Big Yuanyue Temple in Guixi Valley."
The scholar rubbed his cheeks with both hands and said with emotion: "If the secret record of Chongxuan Department is correct, this old monk is the second golden Arhat in Luzhou, Beiju, and the first one who is immovable as a mountain. The old monk can't stand still."
Whether you dodge or not, you are the natal flying sword of Yuanying Sword Cultivator. After stabbing a stick of incense, the monk's immortal sword will be broken first. If it were me, I would never dare to bargain with the old monk like this. As soon as he appears
, I have already made plans to hand over the old turtle obediently. But my good brother, your gambling luck is really not bad, the old monk is not angry but smiles, we brothers and the Great Yuanyue Temple have finally not become enemies over this."
Chen Ping'an said slowly: "To be able to realize this fruit, you must have this intention."
The scholar had a headache, and he said, "Good man, please don't say these things. I am a disciple of Taoism, and I don't want to hear these things."
Chen Pingan suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, walked to the ice that showed signs of melting without the support of the old turtle, sat cross-legged, grabbed a handful of ice cubes, and smeared it on his face.
Still bleeding from all seven orifices.
Chen Pingan was stunned, with a smile on his face.
The scholar squatted not far away, widened his eyes, and asked softly: "Good brother, your soul is agitated and your muscles and bones are trembling, and you don't feel any pain at all?"
Chen Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth and looked into the distance, "I said it was tickling, do you believe it?"
The scholar nodded vigorously, "Letter!"
In my heart, I couldn't stop complaining, "Master Tao, I believe you are a ghost."
The scholar began to count silently, wanting to see when the blood on that guy's face would stop flowing.
Chen Pingan turned around and asked: "What about Fu Hai Yuanjun?"
The scholar smiled and said: "Tie me up on a demon-binding rope. I'll be there when I call."
Chen Pingan's eyes looked strange.
The scholar smiled and said: "Only the good brother is allowed to have a rope to bind the demon, but I, Yang Mumao, are not allowed to have a rope to bind the demon?"
The scholar stretched out a hand, and a snow-white rope appeared in his hand. With a slight shake, under the frozen river in the distance, the burly woman was thrown out, and then she seemed to be pulled by her hair and ran all the way. In a few blinks
In no time, he was dragged to the scholar's feet.
Chen Pingan's eyelids trembled slightly.
How many "bottom-of-the-box" magic weapons does this guy have?
The scholar asked: "How to deal with her? Good brother, you say something, and I will just follow your lead!"
Chen Pingan said: "As long as she is willing to open the cave by herself, she can live."
The scholar nodded, smiled at the little turtle and said, "Did you hear that?"
But the woman made a strange move. After glancing at Chen Pingan, she turned to the scholar and said, "I want you to swear a poisonous oath before you open the door."
The scholar laughed endlessly, stretched out his fingers, suppressed his smile, coughed a few times, and said seriously: "Okay, okay, I, Yang Mumao, swear to God..."
The woman suddenly burst into tears, "I know I am going to die. You are all liars! Big liars!"
Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes.
The scholar's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly smiled, "Forget it, spare her, keep her life, I have other uses. The Dayuan Dynasty happens to be short of a river woman. If I succeed in recommending her, it will be a great achievement."
, it’s more cost-effective than killing her to accumulate virtue.”
Chen Pingan stretched out his hand.
The scholar frowned and took out the page from his sleeve that contained the golden elixir that was about to break into pieces. "This page is too valuable to give to a good brother. But once the page is opened, the golden elixir of the Thunder God General will burst into flames."
The force of the collapse is so great that it may be equivalent to a blow from the Nascent Soul. This is no small matter. We two brothers are so close to each other, and we can’t bear to walk around.”
Chen Ping'an said: "The income from the cave has changed from 37 to 50 to 50. 10% is from me helping you to prevent disasters, and 10% is from this broken golden elixir."
The scholar hesitated.
Chen Pingan said: "Forty-six points. I am six and you are four. No matter how broken this golden elixir is, it is still a golden elixir..."
The scholar put away the pages and the golden elixir and said firmly: "50-50 split!"
Chen Ping'an said: "I'm too injured and can't walk. You go get the treasure."
The scholar said oh and said with a smile: "Huh? Why doesn't my dear brother stop bleeding?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "My own, I won't faint."
The scholar suddenly realized.
Then the scholar asked the woman to kneel down and stand in front of her. The scholar put one hand behind her back, put her fingers together, and drew a symbol on her forehead, one stroke at a time, cutting the scalp until the bones were visible.
After all, the woman knew some of the seriousness, so she gritted her teeth and did not dare to speak out.
After the scholar put away his hand, he kicked her on the head and said, "Lead the way."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Leave early and come back early. If you never come back, that's okay."
The scholar laughed heartily, and the woman used her magical power to melt the ice, and dived and swam with the scholar toward the lair.
After being far away from Chen Pingan.
She suddenly said cautiously: "Master Immortal, why didn't you take advantage of the man's weakness and kill him to save trouble?"
The scholar's five fingers were like hooks, he grabbed her head and said angrily: "Master Tao, I still need you to teach me how to do things?!"
The woman felt as if her head was going to explode, wailing and begging for mercy.
The scholar put it aside and muttered: "If I could kill that guy, I would be willing to pay half of my life... But if I take half of my life, it's hard to say, let alone... if he dies...
Where is it?"
Somewhat upset, the scholar slapped away the man who was leading the way, Fuhai Yuanjun, and beat him to pieces, then kicked him hard forward.
The woman who was rolling in the water finally stopped and did not dare to get up. She just felt that life was worse than death.
The scholar then gave up and said, "Why don't you hurry up and get on your way!"
The scholar slapped his head, with a wry smile on his face, and there was a water-repelling bead in his hand that was not in his mouth.
Showed off.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Anyway, that guy never thought about following him into the water from the beginning to the end. It was meaningless whether he needed to hide his natural ability to be close to water.
River ice is melting faster and faster.
Chen Pingan stood up and returned to the shore.
look around.
In the cold winter, the world is desolate.
Chen Pingan breathed in and out slowly to recuperate his breath.
About half an hour later, the scholar returned alone, and Chen Pingan did not ask where Fu Hai Yuanjun was.
"If Mingren doesn't tell secrets, that bitch has to clean up her belongings, which are difficult to move and are not very valuable, and let her go to the minions under her command to blackmail her hard. She has been with a good brother for a long time.
, I should also learn how to make money from my good brother."
The scholar smiled and said: "Let's go, let's go to the temple to share the accounts. We can't show off the atmosphere here."
Chen Pingan had no objection.
After the two people walked into the temple, they sat opposite each other on the steps outside the main hall. The scholar waved his sleeves, and objects of all sizes fell to the ground, a dazzling array of things, piled up into a mountain.
The scholar asked for credit and said: "Knowing that the good man is a hero who can pluck the hair of a wild goose, I brought back all the valuables, no matter how high or low. There was one magic weapon and twelve spiritual weapons. As for the fairy money,
I'm really not lying. They are all in the cave over at the old turtle. This little turtle, who is about to become the goddess of water, is so poor that he only collected 18,000 snow coins for me. Good guy.
Brother, I really tried my best. You don’t know. I almost broke the pair of large screens.
I moved it here, and that bitch almost made her eyes pop out when she saw it."
The scholar pointed to a shining jasper hairpin, "This is the only magic weapon. The monk pins it between the buns of his hair. It can avoid water and keep out the cold. However, it is rather fancy. Among the magic weapons, it is of poor quality.
Yes, but if you are practicing water magic, this item is pretty good. I will not introduce the other spiritual items one by one. The price difference between them is not much different. Anyway, it is half and half, which is exactly six items per person. Good brother, you can choose first.
Yes. As for this hairpin and the pile of snow I haven't shaken out yet, I'd better choose one of them first. The rest of the mess will be given to my good brother."
Chen Ping'an first collected a large pile of items that were the least valuable in the eyes of scholars, rolled up his sleeves, and put them all within easy reach.
Then he leaned forward, picked out the twelve spiritual weapons, and looked at them carefully.
Finally, six items were selected and put away one by one.
Chen Pingan said: "The hairpin belongs to you, I want the snow money."
The scholar seemed a little confused, but he still raised his sleeves, and the snowy money fell to the ground like rain.
Chen Ping'an waved his sleeves like a dragon drawing water, then put them away again.
After putting away the green hairpin, the scholar put his hands on his knees and asked, "What should you say next?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Brother Mu Mao, I treat you with sincerity, but you tested me with a tampered hairpin. What should you say?"
The scholar looked innocent and said: "There's no need to accuse someone of anything. Good man, isn't this bad? You and I are both first-rate gentlemen. Don't be like those wild cultivators who divide the spoils equally and turn against each other."
Chen Ping'an said: "You put the hairpin on the ground, and I will cut it with a sword. You will know after a test."
The scholar asked: "If the good brother wronged me and destroyed my hairpin, wouldn't I be sad and broke? What should I do?"
Chen Pingan thought for a while, "If I misunderstood you, then I will hand over six spiritual weapons as compensation."
The scholar's face looked uncertain.
Chen Pingan tapped the sword-raising gourd lightly with one finger.
The scholar kept his eyes on Chen Pingan, and then gently placed the hairpin on the ground between the two of them.
Chen Pingan stopped tapping.
The Flying Sword Chuyi was snatched out of the sword-raising gourd.
The scholar suddenly said: "Wait a minute."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "What should I say? Keep the hosta, or hand over your six spiritual weapons?"
The scholar laughed heartily and happily. He twisted the copper seal with his two fingers and hit the jade hairpin hard. The hairpin immediately broke into two pieces.
A burst of rich spiritual energy spread out.
The luster of the hosta gradually dimmed.
There is no more mystery.
The breeze made their hair and sleeves flutter.
Chen Pingan frowned.
The scholar smiled and said: "Good brother, it is not easy to win against you once."
Chen Pingan said: "How much money do you have?"
The scholar smiled and shook his head, "It's really hard to calm down. I've been depressed for a long time. Before I leave, if I don't win this time, I'm afraid my Taoist heart will be damaged."
Chen Ping'an clicked his tongue and said, "You immortal masters of genealogy don't regard money as money, and you don't regard magic weapons as magic weapons."
The scholar sighed, "I have to go. If it weren't for this little gamble, I would have never returned and turned around and ran away."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I won't send it away."
The scholar stood up and said softly: "Good brother, I hope to see you again by chance."
Chen Pingan's eyes were complicated and he stood up. He hesitated to speak. After all, he had nothing to say.
The scholar seemed to have guessed Chen Pingan's thoughts and laughed loudly, "What a good brother!"
After speaking, the scholar turned into a burst of black smoke and fled away.
The scholar really left just like that.
Chen Ping'an stayed in this temple and practiced setting up sword stoves.
From nightfall to dawn.
Chen Pingan opened his eyes.
There is also the jade hairpin broken in two on the ground.
Chen Pingan never touched it.
Chen Ping'an stood up, jumped onto the wall, and swept away.
Leave the two hairpins that have lost their spiritual energy but are still made of magic weapon in the same place.
Go to Qinglu Town.
Instead of going to the old dragon cave that has no leader to pick up missing treasures.
Naturally, I couldn't trust the scholar.
And that Fuhai Yuanjun is now his slave. Previously, when the scholar came to the temple alone, where would she be? What would she do? It was obvious.
Even if in fact it is not.
Chen Pingan will also act according to the worst guess.
It's just that he suddenly changed his route and changed direction.
After a long time, the scholar came back. He stood on the steps, looked down at the two hairpins, and shook his head, "It's a pity that I didn't put them away, otherwise I could blow up everything close to you."
He carefully put the two pieces of hosta into his sleeves instead of the things that were close at hand, and then he really left.
This time, the scholar did not escape, but swaggered on the Black River, swimming against the wind. A raging river was divided in the middle and did not close for a long time.
The scholar's two big sleeves were fluttering, making hunting noises, and he murmured: "Don't be too idle, thoughts will steal, and weeds will grow. If you are too busy, your true nature will recede, and you will become like a bird and beast. So, there is no worry in body and mind, and the wind and moon are everywhere."
It’s hard to have both fun and interesting things at the same time.”
He followed the Heihe River all the way south to Yufeng. On the way, he only glanced in the direction of Baojing Mountain, but did not go any closer there.
This was the family's only request for him to go out this time.
Don't go near Baojing Mountain.
The scholar flicked his wrist, and the demon-binding rope appeared in his hand. It turned out that the other end was tied to the Sea-turning Yuanjun, and the burly woman was dragged out of the water.
The scholar twisted his wrist again and smashed it into the black river water.
It stirred up turbulent waves that were more than ten feet high.
The scholar landed at the southern end of the Black River and put away the rope that bound the demon. The woman stood unsteadily aside.
The scholar began to walk southward, and she followed behind him fearfully.
The scholar kept walking, turned around and said with a smile: "You have an old man who doesn't care about love, but fortunately you have a master like me who is the most arrogant. So, have you brought the things?"
The woman quickly took out a small black-gold celadon water bottle from her sleeve and said in a trembling voice: "I was ordered to go to the Laolong Cave and bring out the pair of cockroaches that my father had carefully raised for eight hundred years. Give them back to me.
Dad's confidant sent an order. As long as that person sneaks into the old dragon's cave and alerts the agency, he will immediately put down the four dragon-locking walls to trap him. Even if he can escape, the group of monsters who have obtained the secret message will wait there.
That guy should lose a piece of his skin even if he doesn't die."
The scholar put away the small bottle of water, shook it gently, stared down, and said with a smile: "This is the windfall I want to get most during this trip."
The scholar turned his head and looked at the Heihe Old Dragon Cave, "As for that place, it's probably a waste of effort. I won't go there. Right, good brother?"
The woman couldn't help but swallowed.
Are all practitioners outside the Ghost Valley so scheming and terrifying?
The scholar glanced at her, put the water in his sleeve, and said, "Don't worry, not everyone is like us. But you are too stupid. You won't be able to do this in the future. You can't become a river just by growing old and not having a brain."
Mother, whether you can become a serious Water Goddess depends on you. I don’t raise waste here. By the way, except for these pair of cockroaches, you have no idea. What can you do with this?"
The woman pecked at the rice and quickly took out a palm-sized jade box, "There are some. My father said that this was the last emperor of one of the dynasties. He asked a certain great immortal of Dezong of the Qing Dynasty to carefully cast it.
A piece of money carved from my mother’s ancestors.”
She cried sadly, "I was afraid that the master would be impatient to wait, so I hurried on. My father's secret room only kept these two treasures. I took the water to make a fish, and then took this box, and I hurried back. I didn't dare to
Go get it somewhere else.”
The scholar took the jade box, opened it, and said, "It's really a good treasure. It's an excellent gift that any merchant monk dreams of."
The scholar smiled and said: "Very good. From this moment on, you are already the confirmed and orthodox river god of the Dayuan Dynasty. All you need is a sealing edict from the imperial court. It doesn't matter. I have many edicts sealed with jade seals at home.
Year after year, a huge pile has been accumulated.”
She couldn't believe it. She heard the good news suddenly after the disaster, and it felt like a lifetime ago.
The scholar had already turned around and continued on his way, laughing and saying: "As long as I am willing, I will let you be the empress of Jiang Shen. What's the problem?"
Her steps became light, and she was grateful to that figure from behind.
The scholar is smiling and looking lazy, admiring the scenery.
Let her be promoted from River Goddess to River Goddess.
It's not because of a piece of money carved with an ancestral carving.
It's not that it's not valuable.
It is the slave's property. Doesn't it belong to the master by rights? Offering it with both hands and asking for a few words of verbal praise is already a great reward. If you dare not to hand it over voluntarily, then you will be beaten to death. Thunder, rain and dew are all a gift from God.
Well.
In the final analysis, he still wanted to push the boat along for the sake of the Great Yuanyue Temple. After all, that old turtle would most likely...walk under the eyes of the Yang family in the future.
With this good karma as a foundation, many of his plans can be logical and natural.
Just thought of this.
His face instantly darkened.
Planning?
Who are you planning for? You?
When he thought of that guy's last look at the temple, he became even more unhappy.
That kind of look is not gloating or even pity.
It's unclear.
It made him confused and angry!
Because he actually started to feel pitiful about himself!
He suddenly remembered the chain bridge between the two cliffs and the two ant-like monsters.
Kill them!
Think of it as a parting gift to that good brother.
But at this moment, he stopped and his face twisted.
Then his expression slowly relaxed.
"That's enough, we've made a three-part agreement, it's not a child's play."
It turned out that the real Yang Ningxing had returned, and said with a smile: "I have traveled thousands of miles, gained a lot, and retired with great success, what's the point of dissatisfaction?"
Fu Haiyuanjun also noticed the change in the man in front of him and stopped moving forward, full of panic.
She saw the man turn around with a gentle expression. In her eyes, his whole demeanor was completely different from before. She just heard him smile and say: "Don't be afraid. Let me introduce myself. My name is Yang Ningxing. I come from Chongqing, Dayuan Dynasty."
Xuanshu, Yunxiao Palace."
Women will kneel down and kowtow subconsciously.
The scholar raised his hand to prevent her from kneeling down.
The scholar said softly: "We are on the same path of cultivation, and you and I have become Taoist friends. From now on, you should neither be arrogant nor belittle yourself."
The woman burst into tears and sobbed: "I remember this! I will never forget my master's teachings!"
The scholar laughed dumbly, shook his head, and said nothing more.
Take her with you and continue on your way.
The scholar glanced in the direction of Baojing Mountain and wondered what was going on there.
Over there at Baojing Mountain.
Yang Chongxuan's flesh and blood were blurred, and there were only a few good pieces of meat left on his body. He was breathing heavily, sitting cross-legged by the deep stream, with his fists on his knees, his eyes still calm.
That stinky bitch named Li Liu on the other side only destroyed the lion seal and a magic sword around her waist.
As for the other magic weapons that she had smashed to pieces, they were far inferior to these two and were not worth mentioning.
Jiang Qujiang had already been taken to the ruined temple at the foot of the mountain by the Rain Goddess.
The old fox from Xishan and the charming fox girl Wei Taizhen were randomly drawn by Li Liu in a golden circle and detained inside. They could neither see nor hear anything outside the circle.
That boundary is the most complete area near Shenjian.
It's not that Yang Chongxuan never thought of breaking the restriction with one punch, but she successfully blocked it every time. And every time, Yang Chongxuan would suffer a small loss. In the end, it was like a trap, waiting for Yang Chongxuan to jump.
Off and on, Yang Chongxuan's three aggressive provocations failed without exception, and each time was more embarrassing than the last.
Although the opponent suffered heavy losses and lost many magic weapons, he was always calm and calm and still had some strength left.
But Yang Chongxuan was really at the end of his game.
Yang Chongxuan asked: "You bitch! Do you really know my ancestors of the Yang family? Did you deliberately arrange this fate in Baojing Mountain? Damn it, what on earth do you have in mind? It took you so long to plan?"
Li Liu said calmly: "Speak carefully, otherwise you will really die."
Yang Chongxuan seemed to be choked. He hesitated for a long time, but couldn't form a single harsh word.
That little girl who is about to fall down at the slightest hint of wind is so damn powerful with her fists and kicks, even more powerful with her magic weapon, and even more damned powerful with her endless magical powers!
Li Liu asked: "I'm asking you one last time, do you want to admit defeat?"
Yang Chongxuan raised his hands and said, "I admit it."
Li Liu then walked towards the golden circle, used his palm as a knife, and slashed lightly, and the golden light dissipated instantly.
Seeing this, Yang Chongxuan almost couldn't hold back the curse.
Inside, the girl and the old fox were shivering together, their teeth chattering.
Li Liu stunned the old Xishan fox with a slap.
He gently raised his hand and pulled the young fox charm into the air, just at the same height as her.
A burly young man came flying from a distance, but Li Liu didn't even look at him and slapped him backwards with his sleeve.
Li Liu stretched out two fingers, moved forward with lightning, and directly cut out Wei Taizhen's golden eyeball. The girl was struggling desperately, her hands and feet were dancing wildly, and it was extremely miserable, but no sound was made.
Li Liu tiptoed to the top of the mountain. After a while, the entire Baojing Mountain began to shake.
Li Liu held an ancient bronze mirror and returned to the waterside. He threw it casually to the man on the other side. After being caught by the other party, Li Liu said: "Yang Ningzhen, you Yang family owe me another favor. As for
You will know when Chongxuan Office and Yunxiao Palace should repay these two favors respectively."
Yang Chongxuan grinned, "I just want to know how many people need to die before our Yang family can afford it!"
Li Liu thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "It's worth it, there's no need to die."
She added: "Only if you don't seek death yourself."
Yang Chongxuan nodded and said: "Okay!"
Yang Chongxuan put away the ancient mirror and finally asked: "Outside of favor, when I become a ninth-level martial artist and a Nascent Soul immortal, can I fight with you again?"
Li Liu said expressionlessly: "As long as you still have the courage to do so, I will accompany you at any time."
Yang Chongxuan, or rather Yang Ningzhen, was covered in flesh and blood like a living creature, and soon the wounds that had exposed his bones began to heal.
He is not only a pure martial artist in the golden realm.
There is still a chance to compete for the strongest golden body.
He strode away from Baojing Mountain without looking back.
Li Liu looked at the fox girl hanging in the air, blood flowing from one of his eyes.
Like a small spring.
Li Liu suddenly asked: "Do you want to die quickly?"
The girl tried her best, shook her head slightly and moved her lips slightly, probably to say that she wanted to live and not die.
Or maybe he wanted to say that he would take one last look at that man before he died.
Even she herself didn't know why she couldn't let him go after just one glance at him.
Sure enough, there is such a thing as love at first sight.
It's really beautiful.
Even though she suffered this disaster, she still didn't feel aggrieved at all.
Li Liu suddenly laughed, as if she remembered something happy. At this moment, her eyes and face were as gentle as water.
Even her tone softened, and her originally cold eyes narrowed into crescent moons for Li Liu, and she said softly: "My brother is probably leaving the academy soon to travel, and he just needs a maid to bring tea and water.
, it’s just you.”
She stretched out her fingers and gently wiped the fox charm's eyes.
Wei Taizhen only felt a biting coldness and her soul trembled, but after a moment, her whole body's pain suddenly disappeared.
Li Liu said softly: "I didn't remember this before, so I crushed your original eyeball to pieces. I had to replace it with another one. I just hope that my brother will not dislike your different eyes."
Wei Taizhen suddenly fell to the ground. Fortunately, she was not high off the ground. After shaking slightly, she regained her balance and blinked hard. Only then was she sure that there was really no pain.
That Wei Gaowu rushed over again, and then when he was still more than ten steps away from the young woman, he suddenly knelt down, prostrated on the ground, and choked with sobs: "I beg you, the fairy, to teach me Taoism! Wei Gaowu is willing to work as a cow or a horse for the fairy.
On the road of spiritual practice, no matter how high or low one is, Wei Gaowu will have no regrets even if he dies!"
Li Liu smiled and said, "You don't deserve to be a cow or a horse for me, either?"
Wei Gaowu burst into tears and kept kowtowing, just praying for her to teach Taoism.
The young fox charm was about to speak when Li Liu grabbed her small face with one hand. Five bloody holes suddenly appeared on the latter's face. Li Liu said calmly: "You are already alive, so you should cherish the blessing."
Li Liu smashed the young fox demon away and hit the stone wall in the distance. She collapsed to the ground. She covered her face with her hands, blood seeping out between her fingers, but she still did not dare to scream.
Li Liu looked at Wei Gaowu and asked, "Do you want to practice?"
Wei Gaowu did not raise his head. Instead, he knocked harder on the stone cliff, his blood-smeared forehead pressed against the ground, and shouted loudly: "Think!"
Li Liu said: "It's very simple. You go and kill that old fox, and I will teach you an orthodox Taoist method that is expected to reach the fifth realm. You should know that I am not in the mood to joke with you."
Wei Gaowu stiffened and fell into silence.
Li Liu smiled and said: "It's too late to regret now. If you don't kill me, you will die instead. An old and humble life, a smooth future, you choose it yourself, just in a thought."
"
Wei Gaowu suddenly stood up, with tears streaming down his face. He looked back at the old Xishan Fox who was still fainting, and then at the young fox charm who shook her head vigorously. Finally, he cried and laughed and said, "If I die, my father and my wife will
Really, can you live?"
Li Liu nodded.
Wei Gaowu laughed sadly, turned around and spat fiercely, "God damn it!"
He turned his head and looked at the other side of the stone cliff, but hesitated to speak. He originally wanted to tell her that that man was not a good person. Don't like him. Don't like him.
But he couldn't say it in the end.
Wei Gaowu looked at the woman who was even more lofty than Yang Chongxuan, and said in a trembling voice: "You lofty gods, you practitioners, you are human beings... Don't lie to me anymore, don't lie to me anymore, I'm just an ant.
, it’s not worth your deception..."
Wei Gaowu couldn't stop crying, his eyes suddenly became determined, and he quickly took out a bone-pointed knife from his sleeve. It was originally used to fight Yang Chongxuan, but at this time, he stabbed it into his heart.
Wei Taizhen screamed: "No!"
Li Liu smiled playfully and murmured: "The stupidest way, the most right choice."
On this day, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked.
On the way southbound.
A young woman looked forward and said softly to a fox girl behind her: "My younger brother is the most honest, friendly, and least naughty... In short, you must stay with him as a maid in the future.
Protect him more, and I will teach you a secret method later. When you get to Lion Peak, your level will rise a bit faster, so you don’t need to scare yourself."
The fox charm nodded vigorously and said yes.
Then the fox girl turned her head and looked behind her, then pursed her lips and smiled.
Although the staggering burly young man behind her was pale, he could walk without any problems, but there was still a trace of blood seeping slightly from his heart through his clothes.
He smiled.
However, he couldn't help but turn around and look. He couldn't see his father anymore, so he probably didn't dare to follow him so far.
Behind him are the man named Jiang Qujiang and the rain goddess.
The girl in front, Wei Taizhen, felt a little strange at the moment, very strange, and her eyes were full of doubts.
Because when she looked at that man again, it seemed that there was no longer any emotion lingering in her heart.
Li Liu, who was walking in the front, held one hand behind his back and waved the other gently in front of him. There was a red thread wrapped around his fingertips, which gradually disappeared.
When the last bit of red thread disappears like ashes.
Li Liu lowered his head and glanced, sighing in his heart. There are some love affairs between men and women in the world that are committed to life and death. In fact, they can't stand the slightest scrutiny.
Li Liu did not turn around and said to the Xingyu Goddess: "You don't have to follow me. Shushi, remember the promise of Jiazi, don't die easily. Otherwise, I will have my own way to make you live and die, and suffer things you can't imagine."
The pain of suffering.”
The Rain Goddess should have no fear of life and death, but at this moment she was still feeling palpitations, feeling panic, but also a little relieved. After nodding her head to "accept the order," she grabbed the lost Jiang Qujiang's shoulders and left in the wind.
In the intestine palace.
At the gate, there were only two little minions with wooden spears in their arms, instead of just one.
Chen Pingan smiled and walked slowly.
The mouse spirit was stunned on the spot, then quickly stood up, holding a wooden spear, and shouted: "Who are you? Tell me your name!"
In fact, it has recognized the person in front of it, but it still has to do something about its appearance.
Chen Ping'an waved his hand, indicating that it didn't need to pretend, and asked: "Your ancestor threw a box of military books, so he didn't take it out on you?"
If that great demon-catching immortal still had the guts to stay in this Yangchang Palace, Chen Pingan would be willing to call him an immortal with all his heart.
The commotion on the other side of the Heihe River is not small, and the pitiful end of General Chilei Shen is probably known to everyone on the road.
Although the little guy has transformed into a human face, he can still vaguely recognize the real appearance of the rat spirit. After all, he has a shallow way of doing things.
It scratched its head and said, "Reporting to Master Sword Immortal, my ancestor came back late, and I had already woken up by myself at that time. I was afraid that my ancestor would be suspicious, so I banged the door hard twice, and finally knocked myself unconscious.
In the past, I never wanted to wake up again. Before my ancestor came back, he was cruel and bumped me again. Then he waited for my ancestor to come back. After he kicked me to wake me up, I fainted without knowing what he said.
The ancestor couldn’t care about me anymore, so he ran to the tunnel to check. I quickly slipped away, dug up some dirt and hid in the ground far away from the Yangchang Palace. As expected, the ancestor couldn’t find me, so he flew away in the clouds and mist.”
Chen Ping'an sat on the steps. The mouse spirit hesitated for a moment and then also sat down, although it was a little far away.
It really wanted to sit closer and have some celestial energy with this swordsman, but it didn't have the guts.
Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Where's that book for you?"
The mouse spirit pointed to the place where the book was buried, and said with a happy smile: "Reporting to Master Sword Immortal, I have kept it well hidden there. I didn't dare to take it out. I thought I would look through it carefully after a while. Just like Master Sword Immortal,
What you said, if my ancestors find out, they will be in big trouble. The book says, this is called a small impatience that leads to a big plan. Master Sword Immortal, is this the saying?"
Chen Pingan held back his laughter and nodded: "It can be used like this."
The mouse spirit held the wooden gun in his arms and giggled.
Maybe you feel that you have done something extraordinary?
Chen Pingan put his hands on his sleeves, bent down slightly, turned around and asked, "If it's possible, would you like to go outside and take a look?"
The Mouse Spirit nodded and said: "Of course I do. My ancestors said that outside books, no matter what they are written on or which saint wrote them, are all sold very cheaply, as if they are free. I just
I want to buy some books and come back."
Chen Pingan asked again: "Come back?"
The mouse spirit hummed, looking a little shy, "My home is here."
It did not dare to sit like the swordsman, but rolled up its knees, put its arms on its knees, and curled up there.
It whispered: "I know that Master Jianxian doesn't like my ancestors, and he will kill them if they meet him. Therefore, Master Jianxian came to our Yangchang Palace twice and failed to meet my ancestors. I
I’m very happy.”
Chen Ping'an smiled and took out a bottle of wine from the nearby objects, "Do you want to drink it?"
The mouse spirit shook his head, "It would be terrible if our ancestors bumped into him."
Chen Ping'an said: "In the past ten days and a half, this great demon-catching immortal has not dared to come back."
The mouse spirit waved his hands vigorously, "Thank you for the kindness of Master Sword Immortal, I won't drink anymore as a kid. Well... Anyway, I heard that wine can burn your stomach and intestines."
Having said this, Mouse Spirit looked a little sad.
Chen Pingan nodded, opened the mud seal, took a small sip, and squinted his eyes. Only this time, Chen Pingan could only feel warm and comfortable, basking in the sun, drinking a little wine, and sitting next to a man who liked reading and knew how to read.
Chen Ping'an is like a ghost taking notes, but he seems to be living a fairy life at the moment.
Mouse Jing plucked up his courage and asked cautiously: "Master Sword Immortal, are you here to practice in our Ghost Valley?"
Chen Ping'an hummed, "I also made some money."
Three years of new and three of old, three more years of sewing and mending.
Days like this are really good days.
What's more, in this ghost valley, you can indeed earn a lot of fairy money.
After Chen Pingan drank a few sips of wine, he put it away, stood up, and said, "Let's go."
He took out the bamboo hat and put it on his head, and also took off his old face, revealing his true face.
The mouse spirit glanced at it, stood up quickly, and stood up straight, "Congratulations to the young Master Sword Immortal!"
After saying these words from the heart.
The mouse spirit suddenly felt that he was such a clever little guy!
Chen Ping'an couldn't laugh or cry, and shook his head helplessly, "You're a flatterer, how many times have you called me Master Sword Immortal? Your flattery skills are actually not enough, so you still need to study more in the future."
The mouse spirit was in a daze, thinking that I am not flattering you at all. But it is natural to read more.
Now my possessions have changed from one book to two books, and I have made a fortune!
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Have you ever seen a sword cultivator wielding a sword?"
The mouse spirit shook his head vigorously, "Reporting to Master Sword Immortal! I have never seen him before in my life!"
Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Aside from studying, do you like to practice?"
The mouse spirit clenched the wooden gun in his hand and blurted out: "I like it!"
Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "Then I will tell you what I read in the book. Do you want to listen to it?"
Mouse Jing took a deep breath, stopped his chest, and said seriously: "Master Sword Immortal, please open the golden mouth!"
Chen Ping'an almost swallowed those words directly.
As a result, there was no momentum at all, so Chen Pingan just chatted casually and said with a smile: "The book says that the purpose of cultivating Taoism is to protect the Taoist mind, rather than to cultivate the mind through hard work.
Just to cultivate your strength."
The mouse spirit seems to understand but not understand.
Chen Pingan held on to his bamboo hat and was about to set off on his way.
The mouse spirit said: "If I see Master Sword Immortal again next time, I will definitely drink."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "No problem. Don't you know, I am not actually a swordsman yet, just a swordsman. But a swordsman always has to drink to become a swordsman."
The mouse spirit suddenly realized.
Chen Ping'an suppressed his laughter. Behind him, the sword fairy had unsheathed itself and was hovering in front of him.
Chen Ping'an jumped up to the Sword Immortal in one step, and flew away with his sword. His momentum was like a rainbow, and his sword energy soared into the sky, traveling far between heaven and earth.