Nian Xin is not a person who likes to watch the excitement, but for the first time, he is interested in exploring this alien demon from Qingming World. The "true immortal appearance" of the alien demon from before made Nian Xin quite shocked.
Especially since "Taoist Shuangjiang" was wearing the heavenly cave robe of astonishing quality, Nian Xin felt that if he could disassemble the tens of thousands of "longitudes and latitudes" one by one, his sewing skills could be improved to the next level.
Floor. If the luck is better, it may be the opportunity for the great road that has been trapped here for many years.
Nuxin said: "Your name is Wu Shuangjiang."
The white-haired boy squatting on the ground raised his head and said, "There's more."
Nuxin said: "Wu Shuang was a military monk before he was born, not a Taoist priest."
Speaking of which, "Wu Shuangjiang may not necessarily be dead now."
The white-haired boy smiled, "Why a military strategist? What's the reason?"
Nuxin said: "Wu Shuangjiang, Wushuang General, sounds like a good name suitable for throwing on the battlefield. He is not a military monk, so it is a bit wasteful."
The old deaf child just felt that this little girl’s brain was indeed unclear. According to Nuxin, I was nicknamed the old deaf child. There was an old blind man in Shiwanda Mountain in the south. So, was he a long-lost brother? That’s right.
If the little girl really knows how to handle it, she will not continue to be a sewing machine. The most notorious demonic monks, the South China Sea Rider, the Passer-by, the God of Plague, the Pornographic Corpse, etc. are all dead ends that cannot be changed.
However, sewing workers, executioners and mirror sellers can be transferred to the side door midway. As long as they work properly, it is not difficult to secretly transfer to become a genealogy master. However, this twister, no matter how it first became
The seamstress, whether she is willing in her heart or not, is determined to go all the way to the dark side.
The white-haired boy spat, rubbed his face with his hands, and said with a puzzled expression, "This is okay?!"
The old deaf boy asked: "Did you really get the twist?"
The white-haired boy imitated his ancestor's hands and sleeves, his eyes were pitiful, he glanced at the twister, then at the old deaf boy, these two idiots, why didn't they just recognize father and daughter.
If the road was not in danger now and his life might be in danger, otherwise just by following the so-called identity of the ancestor of the military strategist, he would have been able to compile the story of Wu Shuang's precipitation flooding the temple, burning the fire temple, and stepping on Xuandu to watch.
, beat the drum and attack Bai Yujing, a series of wonderful stories, and they are guaranteed to be interlocking and well-founded.
He turned sideways, raised his buttocks, and pressed his hands and ears tightly against the small door. "There's no movement at all. I'm so worried about Ancestor Yin Guan. He's so vindictive. Once he fails to refine things,
You have to settle accounts with me. Grandson, great-granddaughter, you two quickly help me pray to God and worship Bodhisattva, and be more sincere. If it succeeds, I will remember your contribution. From now on, our family of three will stand on the top of the mountain and live in seclusion together.
As the official is the ancestor, there is no need to be envious of the large number of people on the executioner's side. When the time comes, I will deal with the maid and the maid, and the old deaf boy and the executioner will beat each other's brains out. You can just carry a twister by the side.
The bucket contains..."
Nuxin put his foot against the white-haired boy's head, and slowly increased the force, causing half of the demon's cheek to press against the door.
The white-haired boy was not annoyed at all.
The old deaf man was a little envious of Twisting Heart. In the years when he first met this alien demon, there was a lot of competition. As for the rivalry between it and the executioner, it was even more intense now. For some reason, Shuang Sheng was the only one who didn't care about Twisting Core.
I'm very sincere. The old deaf child is not afraid of the demon causing trouble, but it is annoying after all. When the demon incarnate followed the old deaf child, they were inseparable for eighty years. The old deaf child wanted to practice with peace of mind.
For a moment, it was very difficult. Finally, I could only call out to Grandpa and managed to get rid of its entanglement.
Twist the core and put his feet away.
The white-haired boy maintained that posture and said: "Say hello to Ancestor Yin Guan, and then ask him to say hello to me, and I will promise to transform into the 'Crimson Purple' robe for you to see enough."
The white-haired boy seemed worried that Nian Xin, as a qigong practitioner in the world, would not understand the sublimity of the "Crimson Purple" robe, so he explained: "My feather robe is one of the three imitations of the Taoist robe that the Taoist ancestor wore when riding a bull out of seclusion.
1. Although it is an imitation of weaving by later generations, it still has infinite Taoism. It is one of the treasures of the mountain of the Sui Chu Palace and the center of the landscape formation. As long as the ancestor shakes his clothes, the mountain top is like a feather coat, and you can become a swordsman.
I have drawn the sword thousands of times, but it remains indestructible."
Having said this, the white-haired boy sneered and said: "The Sui Chu Palace is as famous as the Daxuan Capital Temple. You can weigh it yourself."
Nuxin thanked him and stopped wasting his time at the door. The words on the golden casket and jade book could be peeled off.
The old deaf boy praised, "Good method."
Shuangjiang stood up and shook his sleeves, "Good grandson."
His move helped Nian Xin and gained a great destiny from heaven. It also helped Chen Ping'an, so that he would not have to suffer extra hardship at Nian Xin's hands. At the same time, he could also repay the debt of Jin Lu and Jade Book. As for Shuang Sheng, it was also considered a help.
Take it upon yourself, he has received secret instructions from Chen Qingdu before. Instead of choosing to be an enemy of Chen Pingan, it is better to choose to be friends with the people around Chen Pingan. The advice is false, the threat is real, and it is obvious that he wants him to stop.
, no longer play tricks, lay foreshadowing, or dig wells on Chen Ping'an's state of mind.
Shuangjiang really didn't scare Chen Ping'an before. He traveled several times, based on the Three Mountains and Nine Marquises technique, and then used the derived method of twenty-four mountain directions, called "Looking for the Dragon", and identified a "lucky place", which he called "Looking for the Dragon".
Digging the acupuncture points is to dig out a mirror-sized round pit in a quiet corner of a useless cave in the world of human beings. It is called breaking the earth. The round pit is called "Golden Well", and then it is covered with a dendrobium-shaped wooden box. From then on, the pit in the heart is like being covered.
The top is a dead well, and the "sun, moon and starlight" can no longer be seen.
Searching for dragons and digging holes, breaking ground and covering boxes, each trip is made into one step, and you have to hide and avoid the cruising fire dragon, especially the little golden man riding a dragon with a sword and hanging a scripture. Every time you enter Chen Ping'an's Heart Lake
, all the alien demons will hide and seek with that little guy.
This handwriting is deeply hidden and will not have any impact on Chen Pingan's current state of cultivation. However, once the scholar's mind is stained and there is no light, no matter how small it is, when Chen Pingan's state is high, it will be as big as a mountain.
Or just destroy the golden well at the moment of frost, which will leave a flaw in Chen Pingan's state of mind. The foundation of the road is no longer complete. Can it be repaired? Of course, Chen Pingan only needs to donate the golden well here to it.
Transforming demons from the outside, as a cave, can not only repair the holes, but also benefit the realm and become the source of Taoism for a Qi practitioner.
As for the method of refining the Three Mountains, Shuangjiang is certainly not unfamiliar at all, he has only heard of it.
It's just that Shuang Sheng still hasn't figured out one thing. From Chen Pingan taking the initiative to ask his name to mentioning Master Huolong's teaching of the Three Mountains Refining Technique, was Chen Pingan doing it intentionally or because he had noticed that weird thing?
, then he did not hesitate to break his face and call Chen Qing to suppress the battle.
The white-haired boy couldn't help but sigh: "I can only do the dojo in a snail shell, which restricts my grandpa's great magical powers."
Chen Ping'an successively refined four natal objects: the sea of clouds in Old Dragon City, the Xianjia Inn at the mouth of Dadu, the Dragon Palace Cave, and the secret room of Ningfu in the Great Sword Qi Wall.
The last attribute of the Five Elements, there are two dispensable guardians, the Ascension Realm Great Demon Rides the Mountain, the Ascension Realm Transformation into an External Heavenly Demon, and Frost Descent.
The small door slowly opened, and Chen Pingan appeared.
The white-haired boy immediately flattered him and said: "Ancestor Yin Guan, his aptitude is outrageous. He can refine things so fast. Damn Cao Ci. He is not even worthy of carrying shoes for Ancestor Yin Guan... Huh?"
Why hasn't the ancestor of Yin Guan started refining it yet? Is it because he has too much martial arts and has not yet completely refined it? How many martial artists in the world can understand this kind of sorrow?"
The old deaf child felt that it would not be a shame to call him grandpa a few times when it comes to flattering people and making them disgusting.
Chen Pingan said: "Come out and take a breath."
Chen Ping'an was walking along the steps. The surroundings were naturally dark and gloomy. How far he could see only depended on his cultivation.
Because the young Yinguan was walking down, the white-haired boy walked in front, walking sideways, bending down and stretching out his hands, reminding the Yinguan ancestor to be careful where he steps.
If you go up the stairs, the white-haired boy will follow behind you, also extending his hands to prevent the Yinguan Ancestor from accidentally falling back.
In terms of superficial insignificance, it is estimated that Mi Yu, Gu Jianlong, and Cao Gun from the Summer Palace Yinguan lineage are not as good as this demon who has transformed from the outside.
It seems interesting and boring, but the white-haired boy will silently count in his mind to see when Chen Pingan will deny the matter. It is really boring but interesting.
Chen Ping'an didn't care at all about the absurd behavior of this alien demon and let it do whatever it wanted.
Chen Ping'an did not refine the magma furnace. The martial arts in his body was not the reason. Twisting Core had previously helped peel off two fire seeds from the fire dragon. It was the two eyes of the fire dragon that condensed pure martial arts energy.
As for the completed parading fire dragon, the two grains of fire that continuously merged into the fire dragon's eyes were originally external objects. After being cut out and taken away by the twisting core, the fire dragon's vitality was not harmed. It was just that the "eye picking" process was a bit unexpected.
As a Jade Pu Realm sewing worker, he was unable to suppress the unruly fire dragon of true energy. If he really wanted to forcibly cut out two eyeballs, he would probably have to go to war and damage Chen Pingan's physical foundation. This was probably Qi training.
The innate incompatibility between warriors and pure warriors.
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to discuss it with the little golden man, and after receiving countless scoldings, the latter stepped on the fire dragon's head, making it docile and motionless, allowing him to twist the core to retrieve the object.
So far, everything was going smoothly. But when Chen Ping'an entered the small door and started to use the ancient immortal technique taught by Master Huolong, he found that he was in an embarrassing situation. It originated from the area outside the Water Temple of Biyou Mansion.
The refining formula evolved from the rain-praying stele is actually vague, like a frustrated person who hides to feel sorry for himself and runs the spell on his own, causing ripples in his heart. If it were normal times, this would be a spiritual practice.
It was a good sign that heaven and man were sensing it, which was a great thing, but at the critical moment of refining fire-attribute things, it was a life-threatening trouble. When Chen Ping'an noticed something was wrong, he went to the water house with a muster in his mind, and sure enough he saw those
The boys in green clothes were all restless, huddled under the mural that looked like a narcissus worshiping picture. It was obvious that Chen Ping'an had signs of a battle between fire and water in the small world of his body. Because of Chen Ping'an's Avenue
To be close to the water requires refining a divine heart of unimaginable quality into something of the fire attribute, so this battle between water and fire is the most obvious. Before, there was a water palace, and then a mountain temple. Since mountains and rivers are dependent on each other, it becomes
It will benefit the refining process, and then the refining of wood is a natural thing, water and earth will help, and the atmosphere of the small world of the human body will also not have any hindrance.
From then on, no matter how Chen Ping'an tried to suppress the atmosphere of Xinhu Shuifu, he had little effect.
Chen Ping'an stood outside a prison. Inside was a Yuanying Sword Cultivating Demon Clan, whose alias was Huang Brown, and whose life was "Liu" with the Flying Sword. His real body was a scorpion, which according to the record of "Sou Shan Tu", was a genus of cockroaches.
Chen Ping'an often came here and stood there without saying a word. Huang Brown had been concentrating on raising his sword and pretended not to see the young man outside.
Chen Ping'an asked: "Do you have any way to win? Use the mountain sealing technique to close the water house."
The white-haired boy said with a mournful face: "Ancestor Yin Guan, seniority belongs to seniority, and business belongs to business. Now we have a clean and harmonious relationship, so don't take advantage of me, right?"
Chen Pingan said: "Why don't you do business? From now on, we will start to do real business. As long as you give enough, you can earn a life. You swear is useless, but I swear it is absolutely true. When the time comes, I will
Go and plead with the Boss Sword Immortal. But there is a bottom line. If you plot against others, I have already made an agreement with the Boss Sword Immortal. If you plot against me again, I will kill you with one sword strike."
The white-haired boy asked: "Are you really willing to change your original intention and let me leave the prison?"
Chen Ping'an said: "The first thing that happened was that you plotted against me. You wanted to take away my body and soul, and you coveted my entanglement of cause and effect and some luck, so that you could hide deeper. Once you succeed, maybe even the boss Sword Immortal will be killed again."
It’s hard to kill you completely and take advantage of all the advantages, so why should I let you leave the prison alive? Do I really think of you as your biological grandfather and ancestor? If I were your ancestor, with your kind of virtue and unworthy descendants, I would have exterminated my relatives long ago."
The white-haired boy curled his lips and said: "Don't you want me to pave the way for you and tell you more about the inner rules of Qingming World, so that you can ascend to Qingming World in the future, and for that sword-asking Bai Yujing
, make plans early.”
"I told you before, didn't I?"
Chen Pingan smiled and rubbed the white-haired boy's head, "Why don't you call me ancestor?"
The transformed demon said happily: "Okay, ancestor!"
Chen Ping'an turned his palm into a fist, and one of his fists turned into an outer demon and shattered into pieces. Then he condensed a human form elsewhere, wearing a robe and a green snake. He jumped all the way back and said happily: "The punch of Patriarch Yin Guan shows that he has traveled far away."
Beautiful scenery!"
Chen Pingan gently twisted his wrist and entered the Far Traveling Realm. It was indeed much stronger than the Golden Body Realm. But he didn't know which realm Cao Ci was in now.
The white-haired boy revealed the secret and said with a smile: "The Taoist secrets are used to refine things. Ancestor Yin Guan holds two immortal secrets. Both sides say that they can refine all things, so how about using the secrets to refine things?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "If you have to give up one to save the other, it's really hard to choose. What's more, I don't know what the situation will be like after refining the Yijue. Besides, there are too many surprises in this process.
The rank of the two Immortal Techniques is too high, and my level as a Qi Practitioner is too low. So you can tell me what you really think. How do you calculate the money for this first transaction and add it up?"
The white-haired boy stretched out two fingers and said: "Actually, this is the second stroke. The twister will come to you soon."
Chen Ping'an put his hands on his sleeves and said with a smile: "This is not a business, it has to be considered as the incense and love of recognizing your ancestors and returning to the clan."
The white-haired boy also held up his sleeves with his hands, rolled his eyes, and nodded: "The thief has a point."
Chen Pingan said: "I told you before that everything in the world is negotiable, but you don't believe it."
The white-haired boy said frankly: "After all, he is in the Ascension Realm, so he can float easily."
The sword-cultivating demon clan with the Nascent Soul bottleneck no longer nourished his natal flying sword. He opened his eyes and looked at the "happy" grandparents and grandchildren outside the sword-light fence. A thought suddenly came to his heart. If it were the young man in the world,
, they all look like birds, we monsters should stop making trouble there. When we read and read, our hearts and livers are soaked in ink, and our hearts, livers, and intestines are all very black.
After leaving the cage, the white-haired boy knew why Chen Ping'an stayed for so long. But it had seen the two mental pictures of the young man and would never dare to smile playfully on such a thing.
Chen Pingan asked: "Regarding the five poisons, are there any corresponding folk customs in Qingming World?"
Shuangjiang nodded and said: "There are many. For example, at the entrance of the market, small gourds of five colors are cut out of colored paper and glued upside down on the door. They are called calabash gourds. Over there at the government yamen, the Qingliu officials who have issued ultimatums will put them on specially on this day.
Wear a ceremonial official robe gifted by the Taoist sect, embroidered with patterns of five poisonous things, and then go to all the water-drawing places in the jurisdiction and throw in a piece of Zhang Guyu Talisman."
Chen Ping'an said: "There is also the custom of posting Grain Rain stickers in the southeastern part of Luzhou in Beiju, up and down the mountain. In a wealthy home, if there is a post written by a fairy on the door, it is something worthy of showing off, not as good as the one hanging in the main house.
The hall name plaque is missing."
Shuangjiang said: "When the realm is high, new worries may come one after another, but there is a good thing. The realm of a cultivator can really solve a lot of troubles. When the realm is high, many troubles will disappear on their own. Blessings are not invited.
Come on your own and leave without being scolded by evil guests."
Chen Ping'an seemed to have some realization, nodded and said: "It's a human saying, I've learned from it."
Shuangjiang raised his hand and wiped away his bitter tears, and sobbed: "My ancestor's words are touching."
Twisting Core came quickly, and it involves the fundamentals of the Dao, so there is no need to be embarrassed.
She is not like Chen Ping'an, a grown-up man who is so ashamed of herself, and a woman who complains about being unhappy.
Chen Ping'an became even more interested and made up his mind to watch from the sidelines.
A piece of immortal cave clothing that is one of the few in the Qing Ming world. The core is twisted and the magical power of sewing is used to carefully disassemble the 36,000 criss-crossing warp and weft threads. This process alone is a rare "unexplored" experience.
"Observe the Tao".
Nian Xin first offered up the golden urn and jade book, and said: "I originally planned to wait until you succeeded in refining the object, and then let you suffer a little bit, and then help you build a ventricle."
She suddenly said: "Do you have talisman paper with a relatively high quality? Otherwise, it cannot hold these words. If the quality is not good, it will have to be stacked on top of each other. It is not a small number."
Chen Pingan took out a piece of cyan talisman paper from the square object.
The white-haired boy's eyelids trembled slightly.
Nian Xin nodded and asked Chen Ping'an to place the talisman next to the golden jade book.
She took out the magic sword "Willow Tendon" that had been refined into a life object, and began to peel out the words one by one from the golden jar and jade book. It looked like an ordinary short sword, but in fact the tip of the sword was extremely slender.
Every time words left the scroll, the twisting core was immediately lifted onto the blue talisman paper with the tip of the knife. The words fell on the paper and were immediately embedded in the talisman paper, slightly dented. Fortunately, the talisman paper was not crushed.
In the end, Nuxin's face turned pale, and the body under his head, his internal organs were churning, crushing each other, and his flesh and blood were blurred, like a muddy pond.
Twisting the core, he opened the embroidery bag, took out some scarlet elixir that he didn't know how to refine, poured a large handful into his mouth, chewed it up and swallowed it.
Chen Ping'an folded the talisman paper, held it in a heavy hand, and carefully put it into his sleeve. After standing up, he solemnly expressed his gratitude and clasped his fists.
The twisting core turns a blind eye.
From the beginning to the end, the woman who was so seriously injured that her Jade Pure Realm began to teeter on the verge of collapse never frowned slightly.
Chen Pingan felt that Nian Xin could actually be transferred to martial arts.
There are two realms: being stabbed by someone else's knife and not moving at all, and having a knife stabbed into your body by yourself and not moving at all. These are two realms.
Nian Xin looked at the white-haired boy.
The white-haired boy did not transform into his true appearance as "Ascension Realm Great Monk Frostfall". Instead, he glanced at the expressionless Ancestor Yin Guan on the side, then shrank his head, stretched out two fingers, twisted a corner, and slowly pulled,
Suddenly the time passed, and the rays of light gradually revealed the Taoist robe and robe. Then the white-haired boy suddenly pulled the robe and held the robe in his hand. An illusory Taoist robe, filled with light, like a waterfall pouring down, and clouds of clouds.
Chen Pingan asked curiously: "The Dharma is fake and the Taoist robe is also fake. Why is it so real?"
Nian Xin's eyes were hot, and he felt that Chen Ping'an was too much of a layman, so he said: "It contains the meaning of the Tao. When it comes to this world, it is almost the manifestation of the Tao. How can it be true or false?"
Chen Ping'an's eyes were opened to the fact that his golden robe, although he had been raised to the rank of Immortal Soldier by constantly "feeding" gold essence and copper coins, it was by no means mysterious.
The white-haired boy said angrily: "Little girl, why are you talking to my ancestor?! Show some respect to grandpa!"
Nian Xin responded with a sneer and glanced at Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan glanced at the white-haired boy, who looked around and laughed.
Nian Xin took the cassock, which was extremely light and almost weightless, spread out his palms, and rubbed it carefully, with an expression like a drunkard drinking wine, or a lover caressing the skin of a beautiful woman.
Chen Pingan was a little frightened. The naughty words made by the female swordsman Xie Songhua before and the obscene way she looked at her favorite things made Chen Pingan difficult to resist.
The white-haired boy told Nian Xin about the many restrictions of this robe. She sat down, put the robe gently on her knees, controlled the ten fundamental embroidery needles, worked together to pick up a thread, and slowly drew the thread.
Then, wrap it into a ball of thread and place it at your feet.
Just pulling out a silk thread took a full stick of incense.
Twisting the core takes a lot of energy. Close your eyes and breathe slowly.
During this period, an extremely slight error in picking the needle triggered several restrictions. The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers and everything on the robe changed color. In the end, the robe was worn directly on Nian Xin's body, and Nian Xin's soul trembled.
, the whole person seemed to be thrown into a forbidden world, Shuang Jiang quickly took control of the robe and left Nian Xin's body. This shows the danger. Nian Xin spit out a mouthful of blood, and put the blood into the embroidery bag.
Chen Ping'an sat on the steps and watched for a while before silently getting up and leaving.
Before that, it was like being in a market place, watching women mending clothes under the lamplight.
The white-haired boy asked in his heart, "Is there no need for the Shui Mansion to close?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No need, I feel calm."
It was rare that the white-haired boy did not follow him away. He held his chin with his hands, stared at the needlework of twisting the core, and said softly: "If this is the real thing, if you pick up the needle, you will trigger the ban, and no one will help you take it off."
If you take off your clothes, someone will die."
The core of twisting is not focused on anything but the wind in your ears.
There are more and more balls of thread at my feet, clustered together like rounds of miniature sun and moon.
The white-haired boy suddenly said: "Twisting core, why do you want to live, but you are not afraid of death at all? Not to mention the old deaf boy who is greedy for life, even the innocent criminal officer will be afraid of death. In my opinion,
In prison, your state of mind is the closest to that of Chen Qingdu."
Twisting Core pulled out another warp thread that pierced countless mountains and rivers on the robe. He planned to take a rest and replied: "Life is lovely, but not too concerned about it. Death is a pity, but there is no big regret. That's it.
So, so what."
The white-haired boy said: "You are just a bit lacking in innate qualifications. Otherwise, you can expect a great path. There is still great hope for you to reach the Ascension Realm."
Seeing that Twisting Core had no intention of talking, he smiled and said: "Have you ever heard that there is a glazed cellar in Qingming World? Even if you don't seek looks, if you change your body, you can still increase your spiritual skills."
Nian Xin said: "I only heard that there is a fox den in the wild world."
The white-haired boy was a little helpless, and it was really easy to lose the conversation with his cruel jokes.
At this moment, the white-haired boy took the lead in frowning and stood up, looking solemn for the first time.
Just when the twister was about to pick up the needle, he stopped.
Someone pushed open the door and came out, and the sound of his heart beating was like the power of a god beating a drum.
Every time his heart beats, the whole small prison world shakes.
At the Summer Palace, I received a message from a flying sword.
Chou Miao Jianxian handed the secret letter to Song Gaoyuan, which came from the Hanging Shanshui Jing Palace. There was only a monogram printed on the envelope without a signature, so the identity of the owner of the monogram could not be identified.
Song Gaoyuan was accompanying Scrophulariaceae, paying attention to a certain battlefield in the scroll on the ground. After reading the secret letter, he stopped talking.
Nowadays, the sword cultivators of the Yinguan lineage are much more relaxed. As long as they want to go to the city to fight, they no longer need to follow the rules of three people and one group. Whether they are alone or in a group, they can go if they want. At the moment, Dong Bu, Guo
The three female sword cultivators Zhujiu and Luo Zhenyi left the summer palace together. In addition, Xu Ning, Gu Jianlong and Cao Gun also went with their swords.
Chou Miao smiled and said: "Why are you hesitating? Let's learn from Lin Junbi."
After Song Gaoyuan hesitated, he said: "I will reply to a letter and go to Daoxuan Shanshui Palace. I will wait until Xie Zhijianxian withdraws from the battlefield, and then go to Daoxuan Mountain with this senior."
Chou Miao asked: "Isn't it appropriate to leave your sect's seniors to hang out on the upside down mountain like this?"
Song Gaoyuan said: "Grandmaster Rongguan won't mind. She originally wanted to visit Daixuan Mountain."
Chou Miao just let him go.
The next day, Dong Bu and his three female sword cultivators returned to the summer palace together. Luo Zhenyi remembered something and told Song Gaoyuan that she had passed by Xie Zhijianxian on the battlefield and asked her to send a message to Song Gaoyuan. No need to wait.
he.
Pang Yuanji stood up, strode across the threshold, and before heading towards the city with his sword, he said: "Song Gaoyuan, I won't see you off."
Song Gaoyuan left the summer palace on this day. Before leaving, Chou Miao handed the monk from Lujiao Palace a package, saying it was from Lord Yin Guan.
Song Gaoyuan, carrying a parcel across his body, walked alone through the gate and arrived at Daixuan Mountain. He found the Shuijing Palace and met the female patriarch of his sect, Patriarch Rongguan.
The young swordsman saw his ancestor. It didn't matter that there were several female immortal masters from the Yulong Sect beside the ancestor Rongguan. The young man's eyes were slightly red and he said with a trembling voice: "Many people have died. Senior Xie Zhi will not return home either."
Patriarch Rongguan sighed, not knowing how to comfort this junior.
A young sword cultivator from Jinjiazhou, Scrophulariaceae, crossed the gate together with Song Pin, a female swordsman carrying a long sword, to Daoxuan Mountain and headed straight for a ferry.
Song Pin was full of murderous aura, as if his mind had not really left the battlefield.
Following them were two little girls from the Great Wall of Sword Qi. They were both sword cultivators at a young age. The one with a straight face was named Sun Zao. His sister Sun Ao was practicing martial arts. She was different from Sun Zao.
, the child looking around is named Jinluan.
They will all follow the swordsman Song Pin to practice, and when they arrive at Song Pin's sect, they will be officially accepted as direct descendants in the Ancestral Master Hall.
When the group reaches the ferry at Elk Cliff, they will take a Fuyaozhou cross-continental ferry.
Song Pin and Scrophulariaceae returned to their hometown, while their two children left their hometown thousands of miles away.
The female Sword Immortal only bought two jade tokens for boarding the ship at the ferry. When they boarded the ship, the ferry guard asked the passing Qi practitioners why the two little girls did not have jade tokens. This was against the rules.
Of course Sword Immortal Song Pin recognized her, he was not blind, such a beautiful woman, and she was carrying a long sword "Fuyao" that was rumored to hide a lot of swordsmanship in one continent. The monks from both Jinjia and Fuyao continents would recognize her identity at a glance.
Song Pin said: "I'll give you face, so I'll take over."
Scrophulariaceae looked calm and felt that what Senior Song Pin said was perfectly justified.
Finally, the ferry steward rushed over and personally cleared the way for the four people to board the boat.
Jin Luan opened his mouth slightly, and the little girl was confused at the moment. Song Pinjianxian got along with them in private, but he was not like this. He had many smiles, a gentle voice, and a good temper.
The ferry vacated a few good rooms, and Song Pin took the two little girls to the observation deck with a wide view. He smiled and said: "This is the scenery of the vast world."
Jin Luan whispered: "The sword energy is too little."
Sun Zao rolled his eyes and said: "Nonsense, can it be compared with our Sword Qi Great Wall?"
Jin Luan stopped talking, not because he was afraid of Sun Zao, but mainly because he was greedy for Sun Zao's weird landscape stories.
Song Pin said softly: "So you need to adapt quickly. When you reach the Jinjiazhou Sect, Master will help you reserve two peaks full of spiritual energy. When you reach the Jindan realm, you can hold the peak opening ceremony, and then it will be your mansion.
From that moment on, you will truly have a firm foothold in the vast world."
On the observation deck in the next room, a young swordsman stretched out his hand, shook it gently, and greeted the two little girls.
Jin Luan stood on tiptoes and said with a bright smile: "Brother Scrophulariaceae."
Scrophulariaceae made a face.
Sun Zao suddenly felt sad. He gently grabbed the sleeve of the female Sword Immortal and sobbed: "Master, I miss home."
Song Pin held the little girl's hand and said softly: "In the future, except Master, don't say such things to anyone."
Sun Zao didn't know what was going on, so he quickly wiped away his tears and nodded with a smile.
One night, a tall, thin old man with a withered face passed the gate, immediately stopped and closed his eyes, raised his head and smelled, and said with a smile: "Long time no see."
It is Pu He, the Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, but now he has fallen to the Nascent Soul Realm. Even if he is wearing a robe, it is still difficult to conceal the bloody aura.
Following Pu He into the Daoxuan Mountain were Cao Gun and a pair of boys and girls from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
When Cao Gun became a sword cultivator of the Yinguan lineage, he was in the Dragon Gate realm, and now he is a Golden Alchemist.
The boys and girls that Pu He took away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi were only in the cave realm, and their qualifications were not outstanding in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. They were not considered to be geniuses.
But I have a strong appetite for Pu He.
As for the girl from the sea-viewing realm, she has better qualifications, but Pu He plans to let a close friend from the mountain preach. As a Liuxiazhou swordsman who is good at fighting, how can he not have a few confidants? Even if the other party is now high-ranking
Out of his own situation, even if she is still as beautiful as a girl, she still has to call him "Brother Pu" over and over again.
The young man complained: "Pu Lao'er, when will you become a swordsman again? Otherwise, it will be very embarrassing for my apprentice."
Pu He sneered and said: "Do you think I will be proud of having accepted a Dongfu Realm disciple like you? I don't know that at the wine shop in Liuxia Continent, the Golden Core monks are not even qualified to sit down, so they can only stand and drink.
vegetable?"
Cao Gun was speechless on the side, because what Sword Immortal Pu He said was absolutely true. Golden elixir immortals with some backbone often would not attend banquets with Pu He present, but there were more who were willing to go.
The young man said angrily: "Don't talk to me anymore."
Pu He smiled instead of getting angry, "As expected of Pu He's disciple, he talks drunkenly when he is not drinking. After drinking, if he disagrees with you, he will draw his sword and Yizhou will look at you with suspicion!"
But the young man didn't appreciate it and said: "The little Nascent Soul has such a loud voice. If you are not familiar with it, you would think it's an ascended person yawning here."
Cao Gun became increasingly speechless.
What kind of master and what kind of disciples? It’s not like one family doesn’t belong to the same family.
That taciturn girl was somewhat envious of the boldness of her peers. She would never dare to speak to Sword Immortal Pu He like that.
The young man said: "I heard that you have many enemies in Liuxia Continent. If you fall into a bad situation now, will it cause me to be hacked to death by all my enemies?"
Pu He reached out and held the young man's head, pushing him further away, "Stop saying a few unlucky words."
The cross-continental ferry they took would stop at the ferry near Lingzhizhai. Puhe happened to be planning to go to that Xianjia shop to buy a few things. He didn't have much money in his pocket, so he could only pick out cheap items. If that didn't work, he just
Borrowing money from that boy Cao Gun, whether we have a deep friendship at the Great Wall of Sword Qi depends on whether we borrow money or not, and whether we treat him to a drink or not. Anyway, there is no return.
Over at Lingzhi Zhai, the girl was in high spirits, but the boy was unwilling to go in and just sat on the steps.
Cao Gun sat aside with him.
A group of people boarded the ship overnight. The young man lay on the railing and said weakly: "Old Pu, this is your vast world. It doesn't look very good."
Pu He said with a smile: "Keep one thing in mind, practicing in the Great Wall of Sword Qi and practicing swordsmanship in the vast world are two different things, so it is normal for your realm to be stagnant in the future. You don't have to worry at all. I, Pu He's closed disciple, will be great sooner or later.
Sword Immortal!"
The ferry steward stood timidly not far away.
Although they had not heard from the sword immortal Pu He for a long time in Liuxia Continent in the northwest, they only heard that Pu He had failed in his quest for swordsmanship on the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
However, Pu He's illustrious reputation, especially his perverse and weird temperament, still makes many monks in the upper five realms and earth immortals have lingering fears.
There is a saying that if Pu He smiles, someone will die.
He must be planning to use his sword to kill someone.
Pu He is the ancestor of the sect and a serious genealogy master, but he has always acted unscrupulously, killing people, stealing goods, cheating and abducting anything. He is also proficient in disguise, especially good at framing people's faults. His wild ways are so wild that Shan Ze
All wild cultivators have to call their ancestors, so Pu He has a bad reputation in the mountains, but in the world and among wild cultivators, his reputation is extremely high. At the beginning, Jiang Shangzhen was making trouble in Luzhou, Beiju, and was previously known as the second Pu He.
They are all bastards who keep their shit in their crotch and move around.
It's just that the ferry steward, looking at the old man at this moment, can hardly overlap with the sword fairy Pu He in his impression.
When he arrived at the door of the room, Pu He threw two bottles of elixir to his disciple and asked the boy to apply them externally or internally. After closing the door, the boy took off his clothes and grinned. There was a huge scar on his body, which was far from healed.
It was Mr. Pu who picked him out from the pile of corpses.
After applying ointment, swallowing the elixir, and putting on his clothes again, the young man began to sit cross-legged on the bed, practicing diligently, and warming up his natal flying sword.
After a while, there was a knock on the door, and Cao Gun signed up.
The young man spoke freely to Pu He, but he was in awe of this foreign swordsman from the Yinguan lineage, even though Cao Gun was not a high level scholar.
The young man hurriedly opened the door. Seeing the somewhat cautious young man, Cao Gun said with a smile: "Don't bother me by telling you some precautions for practicing in the world. As a genealogy master, you may not like the red tape, but you can
listen and see."
The young man listened carefully and attentively.
Cao Gun finally said: "Yedu, you must cherish it when you follow Puhe Sword Immortal to practice in the future."
The young man named Yedu nodded vigorously, "My master...is this one!"
Cao Gun looked at the energetic young man holding out his thumb and holding back his laughter. Pu Laoer, who had stopped for a long time in the corridor outside the house, nodded with a smile and went to find a drink.
Deng Liang, the sword cultivator of Aaizhou, was alone and left the Great Wall of Sword Qi with a lonely look.
I have been practicing here for many years, but I have only been able to reach the Nascent Soul bottleneck little by little, but I have never been able to break through and enter the upper five realms.
Previously, the sect asked the cross-continental ferry to help him send messages to the summer palace twice at Daoxuan Mountain, both asking when he would return, but Deng Liang ignored them both.
Although Deng Liang was not as "outstanding" as Cao Gun, Scrophulariaceae and the other young swordsmen at the Summer Palace, it was easy for people to forget the fact that Deng Liang was an extremely young Nascent Soul sword cultivator!
Not only does it have a seat in the Aizhou Sect's Ancestral Hall, it is also located very close to the front.
Deng Liang was born as a wild cultivator and spent many years in the world of mortals. After becoming the Immortal Master of the Genealogy, he dealt with people in a flawless manner, so he was very popular. He was also highly valued by the sect leader and someone he needed to rely on.
Before Deng Liang left the Great Wall of Jianqi, he went to the wine shop and wrote on a piece of "nothing" sign, "When you come, you will be a Yuanying, and when you go, you will be a Yuanying."
Carrying the parcel across the body, we boarded the ferry.
The ferry steward personally greeted him, and Deng Liang talked and smiled politely with him.
Deng Liang first sent a message to the sect with a flying sword, saying only that he had already set out to return.
When he arrived at the cabin, he took off the package. In addition to a few relics and some unused items, Deng Liang took out a letter. Chou Miao Jianxian asked him to open it after boarding the ship. He said it was personally written by Lord Yin Guan.
The letter, in a very familiar handwriting, said several things. One of them was to ask Deng Liang to help deliver a letter to Sword Immortal Xie Songhua, and then to ask Deng Liang to help take care of some things that Xie Jianxian took away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Sword cultivator disciple, at the end of the letter, he also mentioned a secret matter about the fifth world, asking him to bring it to the sect's ancestor hall. If master Deng Liang really has an idea, he can make preparations early.
Deng Liang put away the letter, left the room, and went to enjoy the night view, the sky was high and the moon was bright.
I miss my summer palace very much, and I admire the young hermit official very much.
In Chunfanzhai on Hanging Mountain, just after discussing an important matter, Yan Ming stood up from behind the desk and said with a smile: "It's been a pleasure working with you all during these days."
Mi Yu, Shao Yunyan, Nalan Caihuan and Wei Wenlong stood up at the same time.
Miyu didn't say anything, just cupped his fists to say goodbye.
Shao Yunyan smiled and said: "I am extremely lucky and honored to be able to spend time with Yan Jianxian day and night."
Nalan Caihuan cupped his fists and said: "Yan Ming, you are the master of the family and have the right way to make money. I may not lose to you, but as a sword cultivator, I am not as good as you."
Miyu looked sad, "I am even more so."
Yan Ming nodded with a smile and strode out of the house. He only said to Mi Yu and Nalan Caihuan, two fellow villagers, that living was so relaxing and comfortable, and there was no need to feel guilty.
In the summer palace, all the foreign sword cultivators had gone back to their hometowns. Sword Immortal Chou Miao stood up and said: "From today on, Dong and Xu Ning are not allowed to jointly take charge of decision-making affairs before Yin Guan comes back."
Luo Zhenyi hesitated to speak, but in the end he was unable to say a single word of condolence.
After Chou Miao crossed the threshold, she turned her back to everyone and said with a smile: "Go first."
Yan Ming, who lost his arms, put a seal on his waist and returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. As a sword cultivator, he returned to the city.
Bai Lianshuang, a female martial artist in the Ninth Realm, no longer taught boxing to the children. She left the Hidden Han Palace and returned to Ning Mansion. She cleaned up all the places in Ning Mansion, then stopped at the gate for a long time and murmured.
After murmuring a lot, he went to the top of the city.
Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator Yin Shen left the place of cultivation for the first time, wielded his sword and rushed to the battlefield, never to return.
The wild world dragged a moon in the sky, came to the human world, and crashed into the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Dong Sangen, the old swordsman on top of the city, sneered, "Fuck you, mother," and then struck the moon with his sword and left.