Chapter five hundred and forty-four the people in the boat are all enemies
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The goddess in white and the two gods in blue have disappeared.
Half a decade later, the water curtain will appear again.
If the tenth day comes and there are more than five people left here, a heavenly catastrophe will occur and everyone will be killed.
Huan Yun found that the talisman he had buried in the caisson had collapsed. Apparently, the gods of the mountains and rivers here had closed the way out of the immortal mansion.
On this side of the white jade arch bridge, monks and warriors from all walks of life were mixed together, looking at each other in bewilderment.
The people who Huan Yun had managed to win over earlier were instantly shaken back to their original shape.
Return to a piece of loose sand.
Even if there were six people, they all retreated in unison and put some distance between themselves and the people around them.
Only Bai Bi and Zhan Qing stood side by side, communicating silently.
For a moment, the heaven and earth were silent, and you could hear a needle drop.
The young man and woman in Yunshang City felt increasingly heavy.
The young woman asked: "Brother, can Master Huan protect us?"
The man smiled bitterly and said: "Perhaps the old master is unwilling to kill us because he has already exhausted his kindness and justice."
The woman's beauty faded.
The man said helplessly: "Huan Yun is not one of his own family after all. The only person we can trust now is Xu Cangfeng."
After a while, the two of them pondered the dilemma together and tried to break the deadlock, but unfortunately they still could not come up with a solution.
The person who came from the Dragon Gate Realm to worship the two of them after a long journey, the real protector of the two of them, fell beside the two of them, with a solemn look on his face, and said slowly: "Why don't you give me the white jade pen tube, and I will divert everyone's attention.
attention."
The man handed over the square-inch object without hesitation and said gratefully, "I'll give it to you for your hard work."
The old priest carefully put the white jade pen tube into his sleeve and walked away.
The young woman looked surprised.
The man shook his head and signaled her not to speak.
Although the young woman is not as calm and careful as her senior brother, and has been taught a lesson by the city lord Shen Zhenze, she still knows that handing over the trivial things at this moment is definitely not a good thing.
The man said in his heart: "If we hadn't handed it over just now, we would have been two corpses now. In half a decade, if we and this Tao worshiper can survive to that day, just wait, and the square inch things will be returned."
Original owner."
The woman said sadly: "Wait until the water curtain disappears, and then be taken away?"
The man smiled and said, "Otherwise?"
Women's pear blossoms bring rain.
The man wiped away her tears gently, without saying a word.
It’s not that I don’t want to say something, it’s that I have nothing to say.
Under the green bamboo in the back mountain, Di Yuanfeng looked solemn and glanced up. He had no intention of causing trouble for the old man in black robes and planned to hide as far away as possible.
Di Yuanfeng ran down the mountain without hesitation and bypassed the palace.
Chen Ping'an slid down the bamboo pole and passed by the palace buildings. He found that there was no movement on Master Huang's side. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Taoist Sun took off two packages, large and small, and placed them at his feet.
I didn't dare to lose the package and run away. I was worried that someone would punch the master to death, and I would have to say nothing at all. He was a wild cultivator in the sea-viewing realm, and he was really not enough.
Sun Daoren could only bet that if a group of people saw him, they would accept it as soon as they saw him, and they would only take their money but not their lives.
At this moment, even if he is really the Immortal Genealogy Master of the Leishen Mansion in Baby Mountain, will it work? It’s useless.
When Chen Ping'an saw this scene, he thought that this old Taoist was finally smart. He didn't lose his treasure and run away.
With tears in his eyes, Taoist Sun looked pitifully at Daoist Chen who was standing on top of the wall, and then waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go, the further away the better."
Chen Pingan nodded, "Take care."
Just before leaving, did he lose three talismans? In the past, all of them were talismans that concealed his figure.
Giving a killing talisman as a gift? It doesn’t make much sense anymore.
After telling Taoist Sun the usefulness of this talisman in his heart, Chen Pingan also ran down the mountain.
After Taoren Sun caught the talisman, he looked up again and saw that there was no trace of Fellow Taoist Chen on the wall. He said with emotion: "A friend in need is a true friend."
Chen Ping'an only hoped that Taoist Sun could temporarily save his life by giving up the chance treasure.
After that, there was actually a glimmer of hope.
Lotus Flower Blessed Land was in a similar situation back then. After the fighting, the Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan did not fight a single fight. Not only did he survive to the end, but if he had not failed to board the city on time, he would have obtained a piece of money that flew up to the vast world in vain.
Blessings.
As for the fact that five people were able to survive in the end, and that they had the great blessing of being accepted as direct disciples and registered disciples by some master in the Ascension Realm, Chen Ping'an didn't believe it at all.
On the road of spiritual practice, things that seem to be chance are often the most attractive and intuitive because they are linked to magic weapons. It seems that whoever has the greater chance is the more likely to be a spiritual practitioner.
But Chen Ping'an generally knows that the higher the realm of enlightened people, the more fundamental, aptitude, temperament, and opportunity are indispensable for their disciples.
How could an ancient Ascension Realm great monk accept disciples, especially direct descendants, only based on how many treasures their descendants would obtain in his mountain?
This time, there are hidden murderous intentions everywhere. If we say that the previous pursuit of treasures and opportunities was like everyone practicing wildly on the spiritual path, each with his own agenda, it is quite reasonable and reasonable. Therefore, Chen Ping'an cannot determine whether the customs of this place are righteous or not. Then the current pattern is completely different.
It is forcing everyone to kill people based on their own opinions, which is simply a situation where everyone around them can die. The guy sitting here is clearly not a good person. It is very likely that he deliberately deceives people and makes the remaining forty people commit suicide.
If they kill each other, that person will reap the benefits.
With the foreshadowing of Taoist Sun's pagoda bell suddenly breaking, Chen Ping'an even guessed that the person behind this place might be a big demon, but he was unable to act as he pleased due to some old rules. For example, the existence of that sharp sword energy was extremely dangerous.
It may be a kind of restriction and restriction.
Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Cui Xi on the steps of Luo Po Mountain.
Cui?? was extremely sure of the general trend of the world. At that time, Chen Ping'an wanted to ask Grand Master Dali why he didn't tell certain people about this matter, or directly tell the world.
It's just that Chen Ping'an didn't ask at that time, and then he got the answer himself.
No one listened, no one believed it.
Chen Ping'an did not leave Taoren Sun's building too far.
But there was some calculation.
Do you want to break the sky with the Sword Immortal immediately?
This is a decision that may very well determine life or death.
Because of Chen Ping'an's understanding of this ruins, after the scene of pretending to be a ghost, he raised the level of the local "God" hidden behind the scenes to a higher level. At that time, he was able to successfully escape from the Ghost Valley without warning.
Gao Cheng of Jingguan City was caught off guard, but the man here might have started to keep an eye on him, Chen Ping'an.
So there is a compromise idea.
I will imitate Cheng Yuanshan, the Arm Saint of Lotus Root Blessed Land, and I will hide until ten days later. By then, whether it is a blessing or a curse, and whether the people behind the scenes have good or bad intentions, all will come to light.
It will be very refreshing whether you need to draw the sword or not.
Master Huang walked out of the corner and asked strangely: "Do you care so much about the life and death of Taoist Sun? Are you so worried that I will punch this so-called Lei Shen Zhai Immortal Master to death?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "What do you think?"
Master Huang twitched his lips, "Why don't you and I work together to defeat the enemy?"
Chen Pingan asked: "Aren't you afraid that I will hold you back?"
Master Huang became more and more suspicious, and finally couldn't help but ask: "What realm are you in? A Dragon Gate realm monk who is proficient in talismans, or a golden elixir earthly immortal?"
Chen Pingan asked back: "What about you?"
Master Huang said with a frank smile: "A fairly passable martial artist in the Golden Body Realm still has a great vengeance to avenge, so he cannot die."
Chen Ping'an said: "Then you treat me as a golden elixir monk, well, a passable golden elixir earthly immortal."
Master Huang thought for a moment and said: "How about we withdraw from this mountain first and try not to be surrounded and killed together? This is naturally the worst situation, but in the current situation you and I are in, there is nothing wrong with thinking a little worse."
Chen Ping'an asked: "Why don't you imitate Taoist Sun and hand over the treasure directly?"
Master Huang sneered and said, "Why do you want to bet that all the Immortal Masters of Genealogy have the heart of a Bodhisattva? Or do you hope that the wild cultivators in the mountains and rivers will change their nature and sacrifice their lives to become good people?"
Chen Pingan rubbed his chin, as if he was considering whether to cooperate sincerely with Master Huang to tide over the difficulties together.
Master Huang urged: "The opportunity must not be lost and it will never come back. If the two of us continue to waste it, we will be in danger."
Chen Ping'an said: "Let's forget it, I'm afraid if you punch me secretly again, my old bones won't be able to withstand the torture."
Master Huang shook his head, "You will definitely die before me."
After finishing speaking, Master Huang took a few steps back and disappeared around the corner.
Chen Pingan then reattached a carrying stele talisman, found a secluded place, and put on an ordinary green shirt. Three robes plus an ordinary green shirt seemed a little bulky, but it was winter.
It's colder in the mountains, so it's reasonable to wear thicker clothes. Chen Ping'an replaced the old man's face with that of a young man, and used Zhu Lian's ape fist to symbolize his body. He slumped, bent slightly, and became taller.
He was a little shorter, so he took off the two cross-body bags on his body and buried them in the ground. As for the sword fairy behind his back, he took them off together with the sword gourd and put them into square objects.
At this moment, besides hating Jianshan's imitation swords and having to buy two in the future, Chen Ping'an also wanted to buy one more square inch item.
Next, Chen Ping'an planned to follow the river at the foot of the mountain and circle back to the front mountain, and then look for an opportunity to visit the white jade arch bridge at the foot of the mountain without having to rush.
A beautiful tree emerges from the forest, and a beautiful tree returns to the forest.
There are two truths.
Since Chen Pingan was able to tell Gu Can this truth in Shujian Lake, Chen Pingan himself will naturally become more comfortable with it.
Choosing to travel with Taoist Sun, or whatever he does next, is all based on this principle.
Cui Dongshan once said some very chewy words.
The truths at both ends of the line have been smoothed out and understood, as if the two sides have finally settled in the middle after a fight. That is a little bit of "real knowledge".
Otherwise, the truth is not truth. Once it is taken outside the human world, it will be all bullshit. Alas.
During the Sui Dynasty when the two of them traveled together, Cui Dongshan actually said a lot of such unintentional jokes. But maybe Cui Dongshan was too cynical and careless when he spoke, and Chen Pingan didn't really listen.
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I thought about it afterwards.
It turned out that the student was teaching the teacher principles.
A tall old man walked slowly along the border of the small world.
The misty figure was shattered by the sword energy again and again, and reunited again and again, none of them were tired, and the other was indifferent.
Of course the old man knew what was so wonderful about his situation.
Every human heart that maybe even those little guys themselves can't grasp, at the critical moment of death and the great opportunity to obtain the inheritance of the immortal, there are great disasters and great blessings, and the two are dependent on each other, then everyone's words and deeds,
All kinds of accidents and possibilities will be extended, alliances and alliances, calculations against each other, indistinguishability between friends and foes, tolerance and dormancy, rising up to kill, running away with one's head in hand, compassion, heroic temperament...
Just who to find first, who to kill first, and how to kill are all delicious dishes to accompany the wine.
If there weren't too many remaining rules in this small world, one of which was more like an insurmountable thunder pool, maybe he would have refined the entire landscape long ago, instead of approaching that green mountain and green water again and again, always with his hands tied, once he was
Since he is really in charge of the small world, he probably should have cultivated the Tao Fruit of a round sky.
However, after so many years of ups and downs and wandering around, he could only choose some low-level ants to feed himself, which was not entirely a bad thing. He used other people's thoughts to sharpen his Taoist heart, and after time and again, he benefited a lot. For the word "seeking truth", he became more and more
I'm getting more and more insightful.
After this feast, I had to move again to avoid any clues being discovered by the neighboring sects in Beiju Luzhou.
You can’t go to the Divine Continent of Middle-earth because there are too many experts. The northernmost Aai Ai Continent is a good choice.
As for the Aquarius Continent in the south, I heard the monks chatting on the mountain outside. Unless they took a detour, they would have to pass through the Beiyue realm. Once the Beiyue righteous god reached the Yupu realm, he would be equivalent to an Immortal realm monk.
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It will be more troublesome.
Especially since the other party was a mountain god, it was even more difficult for him to completely hide his traces.
You can't just make a small sacrifice to the Song family of Dali. If you know the news earlier, the new Five Mountain God of Aquarius Continent has not been determined yet, so it would be a good choice to go and get the god of the mountain.
The old man was probably really tired of the entanglement of the sword energy, so he retreated into the white mist and sat cross-legged, with origami cranes circling around him.
Entering the entrance of this ruins, the cave with four murals of the heavenly kings and gods is actually a relic from a broken mountain elsewhere. He refined the mountain and stacked it together. In fact, he refined more than just one famous mountain.
So the next time an opportunity appears elsewhere, it will be a different situation. Once a suitable ant monk enters the mountain and accidentally breaks through it, he will deliberately set up a low-level restriction so that the earthly immortal monks will not be very interested, at most.
Sun Qing of the Caique Mansion, Bai Bi of the Water Dragon Sect, or Huan Yun were just protecting people's ways. It's not that the old man couldn't eat one or two Nascent Souls rolling in his belly, but he was really careful to sail the ten-thousand-year boat.
Therefore, the poems and writings on the walls are all written by the old man.
Used against self-righteous smart people.
Later, the fifty or so people were too stupid and far inferior to the first three groups of monks, so he simply removed all the restrictions and used a small trick. As a result, some people competed for the first place, so everyone competed for the first place.
People's hearts never surprise him.
The first group of people entered the Xianjia Cave. When they looked up, they saw the cranes circling, which was also a small trick.
People who practice Taoism in the world all like to be suspicious. If they don't try some tricks, they will either be too stupid to take the bait, or they will be too afraid of death to dare to bite the bait.
It's funny to say.
If the people who enter the mountain are all upright and do not kill anyone, but everyone takes their own treasures, he really has no choice. The most he can do is close the door and let the monks die here one by one.
The two corpses playing chess in the pavilion were like this in the early years.
It’s not that killing the person won’t succeed, it’s that the gain outweighs the loss.
Once the true form is revealed, the remaining sword energy will not be polite, and can even follow the traces and kill directly into the vast white mist.
The old man suffered two great hardships during his long years of dormancy, which lasted for thousands of years.
What's more, relying on one's realm to kill people with force is like a child destroying an ant's nest with wood. The old man did a lot more in his hometown in a foreign land at first, and finally bumped into the man worshiped by the Taoist temple, so he ended up like this.
The many palaces and pavilions on the mountain, the treasures of heaven and earth, and the secrets of the immortal family are no longer of much significance to the old man. More importantly, he is prepared to wait until his own realm in the future, and he can protect himself in any continent in the vast world before he can start.
When the time comes for the Zongli Sect, all the treasures and opportunities will be the foundation of their sect. The old man really doesn't like those whose appearance is too bad. After being broken into pieces, it is okay for them to return to heaven and earth and turn into spiritual energy.
This place is full of spiritual energy, especially the strong water transport, which is not the usual atmosphere from the beginning.
The people the old man is really paying attention to at the moment are not the three golden elixir immortals, but the other three.
One is that he has too much luck, so he has bad luck.
Inexplicably, I got the chance to meet the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, a broken wooden statue, green glazed tiles made by the immortal family, and blue bricks on the ground that were transported by water.
There are two other people. One of them is the one who had the unprecedented idea of accepting a disciple. He is indeed related to the path on the mountain. If he really becomes a master and disciple, the disciple's realm will advance by leaps and bounds. In the future, he will work hard outside and cooperate with the master internally and externally.
It will make him more worry-free and labor-saving. He can eat whatever he wants even if he has no Yuanying. The master has achieved enlightenment and the disciples have taken the golden elixir, Yuanying and the treasures. Everyone is very happy and they have climbed to the top of the vast world together. Maybe one day, they can return home in glory and let those gangs
The old man with eyes higher than his head was shocked.
One is the most interesting one, so it becomes the one that must die.
And most of the time he doesn't need to do anything.
By then, only five people have been killed. If we kill a few more, it will be a matter of course.
In fact, if those people could cooperate sincerely, abandon their prejudices, and choose to break the situation together, plus that wisp of sword energy existed, he would be in a lot of trouble.
I can only start traveling far away with a "full stomach", and slowly wait for those guys to gradually die of old age in this cave in the belly, and their Taoism will turn into spiritual energy and return to the small world.
Is it just possible?
Absolutely impossible.
Even if the other party is so in love with each other, there will eventually be a Nascent Soul who is expected to reach the Jade Pu Realm.
When that moment comes, all he can do is pay some price and kill him personally.
Heaven and earth are bordering each other, and a great disaster is imminent.
Didn't he ask those three paper gods to make random jokes?
If anyone can get the approval of that sword energy, that will be the biggest trouble.
Big trouble.
Fortunately, at present, there is no such person who is destined to do so.
Since I have nothing to do for the time being.
The old man opened a book with pages as thin as cicada's wings. The content was written in tiny, almost invisible calligraphy, and was also mixed with pages of portraits of monks.
Apart from that, it is a chapter novel.
Each chapter is about a monk's experience, life and death here. Everything is described in detail. Everyone's words and deeds here are accurately recorded word for word. However, the length of each story is long.
There are short ones.
It seems that everyone is the protagonist, but everyone will die.
This is the most important way for the old man to practice besides secretly refining famous mountains and rivers for countless years.
The white fog is vast, and every detail in the mountains and rivers is visible.
This is the true superior way of seeing mountains and rivers.
Today's saints who sit in the small world are not the methods that the three religions and hundreds of schools of thought figured out in the early years. They are also learned.
What the tall old man wanted to visit most was not the saints of the three religions, but the blessed land where novelists and monks among hundreds of schools of thought were seated.
We can definitely benefit each other, and it's like discussing and polishing each other.
Scholars in this world are very particular about what they say.
The tall old man raised his head and looked towards the Taoist temple on the top of the green mountain, feeling a lot of emotion.
I think back to those days when he followed that man to practice Taoism. There were few people in the mountain, but there were many books and a rich collection of books. He had read all the books.
Once the man rarely spoke and asked how he was doing with his reading.
He replied, reading Taoist scriptures, it seems that there is death in life, which is a bit cold. Reading Buddhist scriptures, it seems that there is happiness in suffering, which is a bit hot. Reading Confucian scriptures, it seems that there are rules and regulations, which is a bit annoying.
The man then laughed and said that he had read a little bit of it, but it was far from being read out. It was not a good idea to be in the deep mountains and see the mountains but no one.
But before he could read more, there was a shocking incident where a sword was handed out and the sword energy was like a rainstorm.
That sword strike, even thinking about it, still makes people feel chills running down their spines and making their liver and gallbladder burst.
Before that man died, in order to break the sky, he sent this small world, whose owner had changed many times, and himself out of his home world. In fact, he was unable to restrain himself more, so he could only make a three-part agreement with himself.
As time goes by, the so-called three chapters of the agreement are no longer a constraint, and now only the wisp of sword energy is still struggling to support it.
As all the cultivators in the world broke into this place, like the martial artist Huang Master, each one acted more unscrupulously than the other, breaking the wooden statues again and again. Afterwards, he mended them and put them back together again.
Any sense of awe was quickly worn away.
The old man casually glanced into the distance.
If anyone dares to ruin his plan, for example, if he dares to use brute force to suppress everyone, he can die first.
It was just used to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys, so that those brats would become more convinced that this place was the monastic place of a certain ancient Ascension Realm monk.
Paying some price is nothing more than the superficial cultivation accumulated by spending decades. For a being like him, time is not valuable. The most valuable thing is to sharpen the Taoist heart and practice Taoism.
Those who had the opportunity to do so did not do so.
Those who don’t have the ability to do this, just try to make a fool of themselves, such as the little marquis named Zhan Qing, who is just a joke and makes one wrong step after another. He is destined not to live long, and may die in a sad state.
Lungs.
For example, die at the hands of an ant?
Or simply arrange something so that this little guy dies at the hands of his beloved Sister Bai?
There was no fighting near the White Jade Arch Bridge, and it turned into a chaotic battle with a more dangerous mood.
Master Huan Yun surrounded himself with a talisman array.
Bai Bi held the guqin in his arms and "scattered snow". Eighteen stones were worth more than the money spent, but he had no intention of putting them away.
For a time, the energy in this place rippled and became extremely chaotic.
But it also happened to be isolated from the prying eyes of all other monks and warriors.
After the six people stood still, they all exchanged their thoughts.
The old master Huan Yun, the Caique Mansion Sun Qing, the Shuilong Sect Bai Bi.
For the time being, it is only those who have the chance and strength to survive until the end.
But these three people clearly have their own concerns.
Sun Qing is Wu?n, and that disciple.
Bai Bi is Zhan Qing.
Huan Yun needs to protect the two direct disciples of Shen Zhenze.
The inheritance of the master, the future Taoist companion on the great road, and his own conscience.
Therefore, this game will be an extremely difficult psychological game for the three of them, no less difficult than anyone else who is trying to survive.
It's not like Huan Yun has never thought about uniting everyone to fight against the weird rules of this small world.
But being too involved in risks can easily put you to death early.
I believe this is especially true for Sun Qing and Bai Bi.
If you have no intention, you may not even have the will.
Bai Bi was the first to speak, "Find those five people first."
Sun Qing smiled and said: "I found it, what should I say?"
Bai Bi changed his suggestion, "The old man in black robe must be found first, right?"
Sun Qing shook his head and said: "Do you think you can kill this kind of person as soon as you find it? When the time comes, will you, Bai Bishen, take the lead, or will our little Marquis, who is so powerful, take action personally?"
Soon two people seconded Sun Qing.
Zhan Qing smiled bitterly.
In the first fight, he was quickly eliminated by everyone, and everyone tried their best to kill him.
As a result, everyone is afraid of an old guy with funny words and deeds. It seems that there will be no hunting for him for a while.
Huan Yun hesitated for a moment and then suggested: "We don't kill people, we only collect treasures, and no one will take these treasures. We will leave them at the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain for the time being."
A leader of the wild cultivators sneered: "Is this still taking off your pants and farting? In the end, there are only five people who can survive. Let us pick up the knife and drop it. We will die happily and save them some suffering."
Another old warrior nodded and said: "Death sooner or later means death. Why don't we get rid of a group of people first? There are six of us. Each of us can protect four or five people within half a day. How about that?"
These two people were the two who seconded Sun Qing's opinion.
Zhan Qing said: "Five people are too many."
Naye Xiu clicked his tongue and said: "You and your mother-in-law, since there is no one around you, there are only two left. Of course, I think it is too much. According to the young marquis, is it just right to save two lives?" "
Zhan Qing shook her sleeves and said nonchalantly: "Then you continue chatting as if I don't exist."
Originally, Zhan Qing wanted to propose that everyone cease fighting first and target the five people together, and then discuss the follow-up.
It seems like wishful thinking.
I guess no matter what Zhan Qing says now, it will be in vain.
Let’s not talk about the five people with the most treasures.
Currently, there are forty-two people alive.
Bai Bi said: "Then we will leave three people each, but we have agreed in advance that Zhan Qing and I can recruit two more people to protect their lives."
Huan Yun said nothing.
Because only three people came to Yunshang City.
He Huan Yun was just a temporary guardian, not even the preacher of the two young children, let alone a monk in Yunshang City.
As for the lives and deaths of more others, I really can’t care less.
Although Sun Qing was unwilling to get involved with this group of people, she did not speak up. Except for her, Wu?n, and her disciple Liu Guibao, there was one more spot.
The girl had already used her words and her heart to pray to Sun Qing to save someone.
It was a stranger they met on their way to the mountains.
Love at first sight, nothing more than that.
Sun Qing didn't think there was anything wrong.
It was the same when I met that young scholar.
If the master himself is like this, he has no right to complain about big things to his disciples.
However, someone suddenly used the martial arts method of gathering voices to form a line, and took the initiative to say to Sun Qing: "I know that you are the master of Sun Palace of Caique Mansion. Brother Chu and I cannot trust this group of people, Little Marquis. Why don't we join forces and convince him first?"
Old Immortal Huan Yun, just let him stand by and watch. Let's kill Zhan Qing and the others together first. This group of people is the most unruly and even wilder than wild cultivators. After killing them, Palace Master Sun, you will be our leader.
, in the end, Brother Chu and I, together with your Caique Mansion, wait for an opportunity to kill Huan Yun's side, how about it? In the end, almost the five of us survive, wouldn't it be unsafe? "
Sun Qing frowned.
Neither agreed nor refused.
The warrior was not in a hurry either.
For him, the old master Huan Yun was a good man in Taoism and should have been the best person to cooperate with. Unfortunately, he was too coquettish and was destined to be unable to do great things together.
As for Zhan Qing and the golden elixir female cultivator, they are both rotten by bad habits, and they are far less reassuring than Sun Qing from Caique Mansion.
Moreover, Sun Qing, who was recognized by him, had sufficient cultivation, and the skills of the two followers were not bad.
As for Bai Bi, who was born in the Kingdom of Furui, she has revealed her identity before, but so what? She is the direct descendant of the Shuilong Sect's ancestor hall, how amazing is it? Damn the big sect's genealogy master, if you really have the ability, why don't you kill her in one go?
All of us?
Zhan Qing actually roughly guessed his own situation.
I feel regretful and my intestines are green.
It wasn't until this moment that I truly realized what it means to be a true genealogy master, and the inherent shortcomings of Shan Zeye Xiu's style.
Sister Bai was obviously implicated by him.
The only result that made Zhan Qing feel slightly better was that eighteen people would die soon.
Anyway, not only will no one else die on his and Sister Bai's side, but they will be able to have two more temporary "guests". For every person missing from the team, he and Sister Bai will have an extra chance of winning.
On the waterside of the white jade arch bridge opposite the Xianfu Mountain Gate, a young man whose shoulder was brushed by a fist from Gao Ling sat on the bank of the river with a pale face and a lost soul.
The brocade robe on her body was already loose and torn after being affected by that powerful fist.
A strong man who was a wild cultivator and his Taoist companion sat side by side near the young man. The strong man washed his face with water, exhaled a breath of turbid air, turned his head and smiled to comfort him: "Young Master Huai, it doesn't matter, God
There is no end to the road. I think you are a lucky person and have your destiny. Following you along the way, won't you always turn danger into safety? Let me see, you should be a part of such a great blessing, we, the couple,
, just follow Mr. Huai and you can get a share of the pie."
The young man spoke Beiju Luzhou Yayan, which was not very proficient, and murmured: "The little fights before were just caused by the monsters in the fourth and fifth realms. If I hadn't met you, I would have just taken a detour."
, how dare you go and fight. I originally just wanted to go to the academy to study, but I never thought it would be such a bleak situation. We will die, we will all die."
The woman frowned.
It's really a useless embroidered pillow that only talks about unfavorable things all day long.
It was bearable before because this scholar from another continent revealed in his words that he had some superficial connection with a master in the academy, so he could reluctantly enter the academy to borrow books and copy them.
A low-level fifth-level monk who was only at the bottleneck of the fourth level had fought with each other before, but he was very enthusiastic. He first took advantage of a spell from the young prince of Beiting Kingdom, but he didn't know how thick the sky was. Then he rushed forward recklessly and almost killed him.
When he hit Gao Ling's fist, if he hadn't been slapped away by a girl, he would have been dead.
He is indeed a scholar.
A slender girl wiped her face, tilted her head and vomited several mouthfuls of blood on the ground as she walked. Finally, she sat generously next to the young scholar and said: "Huai, follow me, and you will do anything."
Leave it alone."
The young man looked confused and asked in a low voice: "Is there still a fight?"
The girl smiled and said: "Are you going to risk your life to save me like you did on the bridge before?"
The young man was a little embarrassed, and it was hard to tell who would save him.
The girl took off the wine bottle from her waist and handed it over, "Drink some wine to strengthen your courage?"
The young man shook his head, his face flushed, "Miss Liu, I can't drink."
The girl started drinking by herself, wiped her lips, looked up at the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "Huai Qian, if you want to say 'it's not in line with etiquette', just say so."
The young man was speechless.
The girl is none other than Liu Guibao, the most valued direct disciple of Caique Mansion’s Golden Pill Sun Qing.
Everyone in the Caique Mansion, including Wu?n, felt that the girl would become the next palace lord, and there was no suspense.
The girl is still young. Although she looks older than her with an immature face, she is already a well-deserved monastic genius among the monks on the mountain. She now has the cultivation level of the Cave Realm.
And before Wu?n took the lead to take action against Gao Ling, she spoke twice, both of which directly determined the direction of the entire battle. It can even be said that the person Zhan Qing and Bai Bi hated the most was this young girl with a low level of knowledge.
The young scholar named Huai Mingqian, who came from another continent to study, was inexplicably involved in this disaster.
Anyway, Liu Guibao liked him very much, especially when he pretended to be an old Jianghu, his stupidity and cleverness that he pretended to be smart, he was really cute.
Perhaps Liu Guibao himself was too early and wise, and had no false pretense towards this realm of cultivation, but instead he liked it just by looking at it.
Just like Master said, if you want to be reasonable and have many reasons for liking someone, then you don’t really like someone, so you should quickly find someone else to like you.
Every time when the master was drunk and drunk, he would confide his heart to her disciple, talking about Mr. Liu's various deeds, and then he would say such words unintentionally, and in Liu Guibao's eyes, he would actually be very cute.
Master has come to some conclusions again.
Liu Guibao found it quite boring.
We have discussed who should be killed, and now we are deciding how to kill and who will kill.
A smarter person should be able to detect the signs.
Liu Guibao turned around and looked around. It seemed that there were still few smart people.
But the six people on the master's side were still concentrating on each other and busy scheming.
A man was sitting alone by the river, his hands and feet were cold.
There is a distance from everyone. There is no way. I am alone. If I didn't die in the chaos ahead, my ancestors' graves are already smoking.
The man's feet were wearing a pair of badly worn boots.
I don't know who was the first to shout from the bottom of his heart, saying that the six people recognized the proposal of the young marquis Zhan Qing and decided to kill all the wild cultivators.
No one is sure, but no one dares not to believe it.
After a moment of sluggishness, groups of three or three began to run or ride the wind, evacuating the side of the white jade arch bridge.
The person who spoke out obviously did not have Liu Guibao's exclusive secret technique, and he underestimated the keen awareness of the six people on the other side.
He was immediately targeted.
Moreover, he probably didn't move first in order not to reveal his obvious mistakes. When most of the people started to disperse, he was about to turn around, but Gao Ling picked up a sharp knife with his toes and threw it, piercing his head.
, killed on the spot.
Zhan Qing just wanted to stop it, but it was already too late.
This kind of shameless frame-up, the truth is actually not important anymore.
He felt that his well-thought-out treasure hunt was just one accident after another, and he felt a little numb at the moment.
Wu?n looked lonely, but he hid it well.
The person who died was the backbone of the Xiaoshantou Immortal Family.
They are among the few elderly monks who hope to rely on this immortal ruins to extend their lives for a few more years.
So Wu?n made a deal with this old monk who knew he would die.
Of course Wu?n will keep his promise. In the future, the Caique Mansion will secretly support his small mountain and promise to cultivate at least three middle five monks, including the old monk's disciples, within a hundred years.
This is the reward that the old monk gained in exchange for his wealth and life.
Among the six people on the other side.
Many people are a little confused.
But it is completely unimportant who gave the secret instructions, or whether the old monk had lost his mind, or whether he had an old grudge with the Beiting Marquis Mansion, and was dragging the young Marquis with him to suffer the consequences even before he died.
But so many people fled in all directions.
The six of them were still a little helpless.
What else can we do, just split up and hunt them down.
I believe Gaoling will be the one who spares no effort.
Because this golden body martial artist has the strongest anger and murderous intent, he has already suppressed a lot of evil fire.
Even though he was seriously injured, the warrior's physique was known for his tenacity, and he was still able to defeat small forces in twos and threes with ease.
However, the girl Liu Baobao and the young scholar Huai Qian did not escape. Wu?n also walked to their side and began to clean up their injuries.
There were two groups of people who were trembling but did not move.
They are the two Longmen Realm wild cultivators on the other side and members of the martial arts master's family.
Among the people who fled, the wild cultivator who wished he had two more legs gradually distanced himself from others. After all, he could not trust anyone, and it seemed that anyone could kill him.
The expensive Thunder Talisman that he bought with eight pieces of snow really saved his life during the fight on the white jade arch bridge, but now he really doesn't have any special skills or treasures.
He suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice behind him, "Pig-killer?"
The man turned his head in horror and kept walking. When he saw a stranger, he asked tentatively: "Two f**king ones?"
The man smiled and nodded.
The man almost burst into tears on the spot.
Good guy, finally we have a fellow sufferer who shares the same fate.
The man slowed down slightly and said, "You won't kill me, will you?"
As for this person, it seemed that he had not been seen before, so the man no longer had the energy to think too much.
For some reason, Bao Fuzhai from Yunshang City Market turned into a young man in blue. He shook his head and said, "Can I make money by killing you? Even if I can make money, can I compete with those big shots?"
The man breathed a sigh of relief and said nothing.
The two of them ran wildly together.
Suddenly, someone in front caught a glimpse of the white mist and said in horror, "Is this the end?!"
The white border clouds and mist receded rapidly like the tide.
The mountains rise and fall, just like the woman who is still holding the pipa and half-hiding her face, gradually revealing her true appearance.
The territory of this fairy mansion quickly expanded.
Huan Yun had no intention of killing anyone, saying he wanted to take the first step, and then Yu Feng went to the mountain to look for the two direct disciples of Shen Zhenze.
Sun Qing didn't either, but he asked Wu?n and the other three to go south together and have a look.
Bai Bi and Zhan Qing asked Gao Ling to just let go of his hands and feet to kill people. As for the royal minister of the Fuu Kingdom, Bai Bi called him to his side.
Gao Ling actually took off the nectar armor, hid it in his sleeve, picked up a long knife whose owner was dead, held it in his hand, and ran away.
In the white mist, the tall old man had put away the book and stood there, but he slipped out with the white mist, so he remained hidden in the sea of clouds like a dragon. The old man put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "If the territory is too small, , I’m afraid that if you die too quickly, you will miss many good shows.”
After half a month, he will announce some very interesting new rules to everyone.
For example, from now on, the person who kills the most people can become the second direct descendant of the Immortal Mansion among the last five people.
Then you Huan Yun and Sun Qing, two kind-hearted monks who are not willing to go on a killing spree for the time being, do you still want to kill people?
Do you want to kill with all your heart and soul, without any taboos?
The old man turned to look at a young man with a sword who had been hiding on the boundary line for a long time and dug a hole to bury himself, and said: "By the way, let's see if you have the luck and fate to become my first disciple."
Di Yuanfeng, who was wearing mango shoes, bamboo sticks and fluttering white clothes, discovered that the situation on the border had changed. He cursed and had no choice but to break out of the ground. He didn't even have time to shake off the dust all over his body and continued running towards the mountains.
Then Master Huang suddenly stopped, changed his route, came to the pit, squatted down, twirled the soil, looked up at the passing figure in the distance the size of a mustard seed, and smiled.
Killing the black-robed old man Chen Daoyou may be a bit risky, but killing Di Yuanfeng, your fifth-level warrior, is really not difficult.
The five people at the foot of the mountain each ordered them to go down, and then climbed the mountain together. They made an appointment to meet at the top of the mountain, and then jointly searched for the other four people besides the male and female monks in Yunshang City.
Find it first, then decide whether to kill it or not.
In the deep mountains and old forests, Chen Pingan took the man named Jinshan to escape for his life.
On other routes, Gao Ling's sword was extremely powerful. If he caught up with him and struck him with a sword, he would often end up with his body separated.
Because they had to take care of the scholar Huai Qian's leg strength, Wu?n and Liu Guibao couldn't walk fast.
On the other hand, the two groups of people under Ye Xiu and Wu Fu had already gathered together on their own initiative and worked together to hunt down those who had escaped alone. They were very energetic.
Huan Yun told the two young men and women who were waiting for death that they could stay where they were or continue to hunt for treasures without worrying about their lives.
Then Huan Yun discovered the hidden Longmen Realm enshrinement, but the old man pretended not to notice and continued to climb the mountain against the wind.
On the white jade square on the top of the mountain, the ruins of Taoist temples, the green glazed tiles, and the blue bricks on the ground that contain the essence of water transportation shocked Bai Bi, who was born in the Shuilong Sect.
It's just that Bai Bi smiled bitterly at the same time. This mountain of gold and silver was right at her feet, but she didn't dare to take more. She just dug out a piece of blue brick, held it in her hand, and silently absorbed the essence of water transportation to replenish her Qi after the war.
Lack of spiritual energy.
Then, under the leadership of Huan Yun, the six people quickly found the very wise Taoist Sun.
There was a stalemate between three and three regarding whether to save this person's life or not.
Sun Daoren slumped on the ground and accepted his fate.
In the end, the old martial artist made a joke and asked the Taoist to throw out a fairy coin and see if it was pros and cons. If it was positive, he would live, if it was negative, he would die.
But at the same time, the old martial artist and the other five people secretly talked, if this guy dared to control the fairy money with spiritual energy, he would kill someone.
Taoist Sun was extremely lucky. Not only did he not offend the clever guy, he also threw the fairy coin that fell from the steps to the ground in a positive direction.
The six people asked him to take the initiative to deliver the two packages to the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, and then he could wander around as he pleased.
Sun Daoren's eyes were dull and he even forgot to be happy.
Bai Bi said from the bottom of his heart: "If the old man in black robe who has obtained the most treasures is still at the top of the list after half a month, we will dig three feet into the ground to find him first and work together to kill him!"
This time, even Huan Yun and Sun Qing had no objections.
After the six people left, Taoren Sun carried the two large and small packages on his back, wiping his tears while climbing the mountain.
When I passed by the green bamboo tree, I actually missed that fellow Taoist Chen.
Fellow Taoist Chen, after confirming that no one was behind him, jumped onto the thick branch of a towering ancient tree and looked in all directions.
The man didn't dare to go up at all, fearing that he would be hit by someone's attack spell for no reason.
Chen Ping'an looked down and said to the man: "I can only send you here. Staying with me will only harm you. Remember to use those two concealment charms? Just stick them on you and look for them.
A secluded place where you feel safe and don’t move around too much.”
Before the man could say anything to persuade him to stay, Chen Ping'an had already swept away and disappeared in an instant.
The man looked in a panic. He never thought that five talismans fell down from a high place. Instead, they were one each of three attack talismans, and two unknown talismans.
The man clutched the five talismans tightly and suddenly burst into tears, but he quickly stopped crying and continued on his way quietly.
Chen Ping'an found a mountain top with a broad view in the distance, with a carrying tablet affixed to it. He remained silent and looked around.
This trip to the mountains to hunt for treasures was full of twists and turns.
There are many people I know, including the Ye Xiu named Jin Shan, and the old gentleman who helped me open the door of Baofengzhai.
We also had tea together at Taohuadu Teahouse, the female martial arts cultivator, the Patriarch of the Caique Mansion.
In fact, my impressions of both of them are not bad.
But what happens next is hard to say.
Because no matter what the character, character, identity and cultivation in the eyes of the world, no matter what they do, no matter what they do, they will not make others feel strange. Even those who are killed may only have grief, resentment and hatred.
Only there weren't too many surprises.
Chen Ping'an was stunned.
Why is the human heart so incapable of withstanding scrutiny?
But what really makes Chen Pingan feel awkward is not other people's hearts, but his own.
Since you have this thought, it means you have this thought.
Now that Chen Ping'an has arrived in Luzhou, Beiju, he has been practicing and trying to become a Taoist on the mountain. In particular, he has been cultivating his mind silently.
Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered a saying from a Taoist classic.
After that, a certain military sage who wrote books and biographies elaborated and extended his own unique insights.
Both sentences were carved on the bamboo slips by Chen Pingan with a carving knife.
The latter is the sentence, everyone in the boat is an enemy.
It is a reminder to the kings of secular dynasties that state affairs focus on cultivating morality and that dangers in mountains and rivers are not real barriers.
As for the Taoist words, the literal meaning is greater.
Moreover, Chen Ping'an felt that the current situation of everyone, including himself, was extremely consistent with this theory.
"Hide a boat in a ravine, or hide a mountain in a marsh. It is said to be solid. In the middle of the night, those who are strong can carry it and walk away. The ignorant do not know it."
Chen Ping'an couldn't help but think about whether he was in this small and dangerous world, or even in a vast world protected by rules, which seemed very different, but in fact was essentially the same?
The boat is moving into the ditch, and no one knows it.
Chen Ping'an suddenly understood how rare the pure state pursued by Taoists is.
It's like a boat traveling in an empty space, with no one in front and behind, no one on the left and right, no rules, no entanglement of cause and effect.
Chen Pingan sighed softly.
Some knowledge, if you study it deeply, once you don't really know it, will really make you feel lonely and confused.
Chen Pingan began to breathe in and out, quietly gathering momentum.
Once there is a fight, the first person to find the culprit must be the old Mr. Fu?
After half a month.
Eighteen people who were destined to die, except for an inconspicuous lone wild cultivator, all died.
Then when the goddess in white and the two gods in green appeared again and opened the great landscape curtain, many people died again.
Because the imperial edict clearly stated that the person who killed the most people would be expected to become the second direct descendant.
Therefore, among the six people, the Longmen realm wild cultivator and the martial arts master each killed their relatives and friends without hesitation.
It was meant to be death, but it was better to die at the hands of others than they were to do it themselves.
That scene made Liu Guibao's face filled with frost.
The young scholar hiding next to Wu?n and the girl lamented, "Why do you have to act so violently?"
Sure enough, as the young male cultivator in Yunshang City expected, before the time was about to come, his own priest appeared beside the two of them on time. After knocking the woman unconscious, he was imprisoned with the method of immobilization, unable to speak or unable to speak. Moved, and then placed the square object in his hand, the old priest then exited the house and hid his figure not far away. As for all the previous chance treasures, they were temporarily hidden.
But this is not the most chilling place for young men.
But that old man Huan Yun never showed up at this hour from beginning to end.
Maybe it actually appeared somewhere, but the old man chose to sit on the sidelines.
Therefore, this young male cultivator from Yunshang City is still the second person on the list.
The person at the bottom of the list is Huan Yun, an old man who no longer cares about whether he is on the list or not.
The fourth person is a young man in white with a bright smile, but his white clothes are stained with blood. He seems to be in an elegant study. There is a yellow gourd hanging on the wall.
This person did not forget to face the scroll and extend his hand to say hello [.], smiling and saying: "Good go, everyone, go to hell."
Then he said: "Master Huang, Brother Huang, are you working as a doorkeeper for me outside? You have worked hard. I wish you a long life."
The third person on the list is a slovenly man who has hidden himself in a deep pit in the mountains. He sits cross-legged, with his head covered with branches and trees, and then covered with soil. However, in the landscape painting, the light is as bright as day.
Master Huang glanced at the scroll and raised his middle finger.
Not only that, he suddenly stood up and jumped out of the pit. It seemed to be the entrance of a cave. There were colorful clouds covering and blocking the entrance of the cave for a long time.
It turns out that Master Huang chased Di Yuanfeng all the way here, but the seriously injured Di Yuanfeng not only did not die, but also escaped here. When Di Yuanfeng broke into the mist of Caiyun, Master Huang was unable to break the restriction.
.
So Master Huang planned to trick this little bastard.
As for Di Yuanfeng guessing this move, it was within Master Huang's expectation.
The leader is still the old man in black robes with an old face. He seems to be hiding in a cave. He also has a clear figure in the landscape painting. Compared with before, he still has a sword on his back and two slanted swords.
Carrying the package, there seemed to be no change at all. The old man in black robe looked at the scroll and seemed to be a little angry. He said hoarsely: "Well, many, it's endless, right? I will kill anyone who dares to come to me. I am a swordsman.
Communicate with the gods, be so ruthless, you'll even cut yourself!"
Over there at the ruins of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, Taoist Sun, who was ready to die, sighed after seeing this scene.
He stayed at the top of the mountain fearfully these days. He only went to the back mountain once, but unfortunately he came back disappointed.
In the past half a decade, people of all kinds have been carrying heavenly materials and earthly treasures to the top of the mountain one after another. Beyond the ruins of the Taoist temple, there is another hill.
Now Taoist Sun is too lazy to take another look at that genuine treasure mountain.
It's all a disaster.
Taoist Sun shook the celadon bottle filled with water droplets condensed on the tips of green bamboo leaves. He drank sparingly but still had a surplus.
I took a walk to the green bamboo tree before, but found that not a single drop of water was left.
Taoist Sun somewhat admired fellow Taoist Chen. There was not a blade of grass growing all the way across the border.
It would be a pity for such a wild cultivator from the mountains and rivers to really become a genealogy master.
Next to the girl Liu Guibao stood Huai Qian, a young scholar with great fortune. The two of them stood beside the stone railing on the edge of the mountain. Huai Qian noticed the old man in black robe for the second time and said to himself: "Just
This guy is quite capable."
Liu Guibao raised her eyebrows and asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Huai Qian thought for a while and smiled: "Literally."
Liu Guibao was stunned for a moment, "Huai Qian, are you hiding something?"
Huai Qian said cautiously: "Yes. Over there in my hometown, there is a baby marriage arranged by the family elders. I am actually running away from the marriage this time."
Liu Guibao smiled and said, "What about that woman?"
Huai Qian said helplessly: "I only met her once, and my impression is vague. I only think she has a good temper, but she is just a woman who practices martial arts. She is more ruthless than me. She ran away to Jinjiazhou early to escape from marriage."
Liu Guibao said oh.
Huai Qian was a little at a loss, his eyes wandering, "Miss Liu, can I tell you one more thing?"
Liu Guibao laughed and said, "No need to tell me, you just like me. What are you afraid of? I like you too."
Huai Qian was speechless.
After chatting about these small things that would not make Liu Baobao too entangled, Liu Baobao began to think about the next pattern and trend.
Sometimes the brain is really more powerful than the fist.
That young marquis from Beiting Kingdom just doesn't have enough brains, let alone his fists.
When the pregnant girl was concentrating on something, he glanced at her side face, smiled, lay on the railing, and looked into the distance.
In fact, what he wanted to say was to tell this person what it means to be destined but not destined.
Because the two of them are too different, they don't belong to the same family, and they can't talk to each other. The reason why they can talk today is because he accommodates her.
There are too many differences between the two sides.
This is true for cultivation, and even more so for planning, not to mention family background.
So he has actually been pitying this silly girl.
He should be the one who knows the most about the opportunities here.
It's that sword energy.
This is what he came for.
By the way, I am joking along the way and amusing the people around me.
However, this ray of sword energy was truly an unexpected surprise.
Originally, he had planned to go to the north again to meet the great swordsman Bai Shang before returning to his hometown.
If nothing else happens, the number one swordsman in the north should go out to greet him.
When Huai Qian thought about his hometown, he became increasingly bored.
Watching these ants swing left and right like puppets on strings, after half a day, if you watch too much, you will get bored.
As for the person behind the scenes, since he will be suppressed by that wisp of sword energy, how high can his level be?
Even if he doesn't reveal his own background, he can still have a good discussion with the person behind the scenes. If he gets that sword energy, the other party will lose the long-term restraint of victory over thousands of years. It's the best of both worlds.
He turned around and glanced at the silly girl who was still frowning and thinking about something.
Huai Qian lay on the railing, turned around and asked with a smile: "Miss Liu, do you want to become the head of Caique Mansion today?"
Liu Guibao rushed out in an instant, "Who are you?!"
Huai Qian stretched out a finger, raised it to his mouth, and let out a hiss.
He spoke from the bottom of his heart: "Before I came to Luzhou in Beiju, my ancestors warned me that the swordsmen here are not very unreasonable and especially like to kill geniuses from other continents, so I must keep my tail between my legs."
Liu Guibao's eyes were cold and his mind was racing, but he found that he could not communicate with his master Sun Qing through the ripples of his heart.
Huai Qian sighed, "Miss Liu, if you keep doing this, we won't be friends anymore."
This foreigner who looked like a young scholar shook his sleeves and looked up into the sky, "I won't waste my time with you. This little trick of a white paper talisman makes me feel sick to my stomach. I have to teach you this."
A country man, and of course Mr. Huan, what is a real talisman?"
I saw something in each of his hands, one of which was a golden soldier's armor pill, which was the highest-grade incense god's armor.
And this armor is one of the few ancient items among incense armors.
Being draped behind Huai Qian.
In addition, there were two green talismans twisting in his hand. He gently threw one out and said with a smile: "I will send the iron talisman to Fengdu to drive away the thunder god, control the thunder and lightning, and bring peace between heaven and earth."
I saw a two-foot-tall golden-armored god appearing out of thin air, with dazzling snow-white lightning intertwined all over his body. When its feet landed on the ground, the mountaintop shook, affecting the fate of the entire mountaintop.
The second talisman? After throwing it out.
A man in white clothes and sword is hovering in the air.
He looked dull, but his sword energy was surging all over his body, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surrounding him turned into powder.
Finally, Huai Qian held up a small golden hollow ball in his palm.
Sword rays flew past inside, with lightning speed, and after colliding with the small basket, bursts of sparks flew out.
This time he came to Luzhou, Beiju, where swordsmen are like clouds, because he wanted to rely on his own skills to get a few more natal flying swords from the golden elixir swordsman for this puppet follower who could advance.
With the help of some of Beiju Luzhou's kendo luck, he can break through the Yuanying bottleneck.
Huai Qian gently shook the golden ball in his hand, then threw it to the middle-aged man, "Eat slowly."
The ball sank into the orifice of the sword cultivator puppet.
That wisp of sword energy that had been patrolling this world for countless years actually hovered and stopped, seeming to be overlooking Huai Qian.
Huai Qian smiled and said, "I knew you would take the initiative to choose me."
Then Huai Qian looked somewhere in the sky, "Such a special evil spirit also likes to refine mountains for food. There is no such beast in our vast world?"
The world is silent.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Huai Qian narrowed his eyes and said: "Let's discuss it with you. After the fight, if I can't kill you, you can't do anything to me, so just follow me to the Middle-earth Divine Continent. I guarantee you a great future."
The sea of clouds hangs low.
A tall old man sat on the edge of the sea of clouds and said with a smile: "You have such a big voice, little kid."
A big wave of his hand.
A landscape painting is so overwhelming that anyone can see it as long as they look up.
Since the other party is so sincere, the old man also plans to show his sincerity.
Huai Qian nodded and said with a smile: "There is no way, my ancestor is one of the ten people in the Middle Earth Divine Continent."
In fact, the Little Celestial Master, a yellow and purple nobleman from Longhu Mountain, and Liu Youzhou from Aaizhou are both very close friends of his.
The old man above the sea of clouds fell silent.
Huai Qian continued: "To be honest, even if I stretch my neck and let you, an animal, take action, would you dare to kill me?"
Huai Qian emphasized his tone and sneered: "Do you dare?!"
The old man still didn't speak.
Huai Qian looked around and said, "Shall you kill these trash, or shall I? If you do it, I will take away some of them together."
Chen Pingan, who was deep in the mountains, was also surprised by this scene.
As soon as the water curtain disappeared, Chen Pingan immediately changed into a young man's face and a green shirt.
It felt eye-opening now.
Is it still possible to be so fussy?
Look at that high-spirited young man.
Does this count as pleasure?
Chen Pingan smiled.
If such a person experienced the same situation as himself, even if the other person's level was higher, how many times would he die?
But that’s not the truth.
Having such words and deeds, and being able to stand here and say such things, has its merits and some unknown advantages.
But at the moment, Chen Ping'an only saw one side of the other party.
If it were Chen Ping'an who was that person, he would definitely not be able to reach this stage.
But Chen Ping'an always felt that with his temper and modest forbearance, if he was unlucky, he might not be able to leave Beiju Luzhou alive.
After all, it means that I haven't encountered anyone like Ji Yue, the Sword Immortal of Yuanwei Mountain, yet.
But since that person chose to show his face and no longer hide, it must be the result of weighing the pros and cons.
At present, it seems that not only is he expected to leave alive, but he can also return to the Middle-earth Divine Continent with the tall old man.
There is no denying that he is a very powerful person.
As expected, he came from the Central Earth Divine Continent to Beiju Luzhou to specialize in sword-killing.
Chen Ping'an was not so bored that he cursed him to fail in Luzhou, Beiju.
All roads lead to different climbs.
Looking left and right, it is inevitable that there are highs and lows.
Just like Cao Ci, who was still on the same martial arts path as Chen Pingan, Chen Pingan was just chasing after him.
Do you still want to kill people and worry about the other party's death?
Chen Ping'an touched his chin and felt that he was thinking randomly at the moment, which was inappropriate, but it seemed quite interesting.
Regarding Cao Ci, after three fights on the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall, Chen Ping'an's only regret was not that he didn't say harsh words, but that he lost face in front of old Jianxian Chen and the female Martial God.
No.
But this guy Cao Ci, no matter how you look at him, deserves to be beaten. Not to mention his handsome appearance, he seems to be always calm and calm, always arrogant, and the only thing he can see is the peak of the legendary martial arts.
This is actually quite irritating, and it’s even more irritating since I can’t beat him for the time being.
take it easy.
But the next scene made Chen Pingan feel his scalp numb.
I saw Taoist Sun, who had been so frightened that he fell to the ground, actually stood up.
Then this "Sun Taoist" fell to the ground again.
However, there was an additional Taoist Sun with an elusive figure, like a ghost traveling far away from his body.
Sun Daoren stretched out his hand to grab the remaining sword energy that was trying to escape, and held it gently.
The tall old man in the sea of clouds saw that the opportunity was not good, even though he had no idea why Taoist Sun became like this, he just rolled up the sea of clouds to cover his body and tried to escape.
Taoist Sun's face was expressionless, "A little monster dares to refine this mountain and try to get his hands on the Taoist temple."
Sun Daoren glanced at the ruins, seeming a little sad, and looked at a place in the sea of clouds in the distance, "Do you think you can sit back and relax in this vast world? The incense of the bully poor Tao has faded, and you can't lift the sword anymore?"
Sun Daoren clenched his hands tightly and crushed the wisp of sword energy directly.
Then bring your fingers together and gently move forward.
The sea of clouds is half open.
The body of a mustard seed was also split into two.
Huai Qian was about to speak.
Sun Daoren turned around and said with a smile: "What the hell, you are so young, you are not afraid of flashing your tongue when you say such big words? If there is a wick left in the ancestral hall, tell your ancestor afterward to come to Qingming World to find poverty.
Revenge is the way to go."
Huai Qian wanted to speak again and avenge his ancestor's life.
Taoist Sun swiped down with two fingers again, killing the young scholar on the spot, and together with the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivation Puppet, when it fell to the ground, it turned into two cut talismans.
Taoist Sun finally lowered his head and looked at the ruins of the Taoist temple.
The person worshiped in the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain is his junior brother.
Together with him, they are both the mainstays of the lineage of sword immortals in the Qingming world.
It's a pity that my junior brother was so talented that he climbed mountains quickly and died early.
I can't blame the White Jade Capital anymore, I can only blame him for his own sloppiness. As a result, Pindao, his senior brother, couldn't even avenge him.
There are thousands of ways to die in the world, but the only way to die is to seek your own death, which is the least necessary to save.
At the top of the mountain in the distance, Chen Ping'an had taken out all the fragments of the wooden statues.
Sun Daoren smiled and said, "The little guy is still so smart. He saved himself by not wasting Pindao's dumbfounded efforts."
Taoist Sun stretched out his hand and grabbed Di Yuanfeng, the young marquis Zhan Qing, and the girl Liu Guibao of Caique Mansion who were hiding in the cave in the deep mountain in front of him.
Taoist Sun said with an indifferent expression: "You three, are you willing to follow Pindao to the Qingming world?"
He traveled around this world and accumulated enough merit to take away three people.
While waiting for three answers, the flow of time seemed to stand still.
Only Taoist Sun stroked his beard and smiled, and said to the young man in the distance who was not in trouble: "Fellow Daoist Chen, for the sake of those three sticks of incense, just keep the broken wooden statue."
Chen Ping'an blinked, "Daozhang Sun, it's actually six sticks of incense."
Daoren Sun laughed heartily and waved his sleeves, as if he was gathering and scattering some objects. "Fellow Daoist Chen, just pick up your rags. It's enough to feed and drink your sword."
And on the top of a mountain hundreds of miles away, a ball of broken sword energy appeared in front of Chen Ping'an.