There was no more rain to disturb people. In the quiet little world, the night sky above Pei Min and Cui Dongshan first appeared like a white light hanging in the sky, and then a snow-white sword light drew down. Although the sword light was extremely slender, the sound was as spectacular as a line.
Waterfalls pour from the sky to the earth.
Pei Min's sword energy broke through the small world, and the surrounding sky and earth barriers were like a glass mirror. He was suddenly thrown to the ground, and instantly shattered and scattered. In an instant, heavy rain began to pour down again. The rain curtain of Tiangong Temple remained unchanged.
Spring thunder shook, lightning and thunder roared with astonishing force.
Pei Min was dressed in black, and Cui Dongshan was wearing a white robe. Although there was no rain coming close to them, every time thunder and lightning struck, the figures of the two outside the Zen room were clearly reflected.
The sword fairy was not seen yet, but the sword light arrived first.
Wearing a green shirt, he stood outside the mountain gate of Tiangong Temple. He held a sword in one hand and gently pressed against the wound on his abdomen with the other. He said calmly: "Dongshan, come back."
Cui Dongshan quickly let out a sigh, jumped up, landed on the ground, and exited Tiangong Temple directly, standing next to his husband.
Previously, he deliberately revealed Pei Min's identity with a loud voice. Naturally, he hoped that his husband would be able to hear it on the way here. On a rainy night, it is best to be more careful and cautious with Pei Min.
Just decide the winner in swordsmanship. Don't distinguish between life and death easily. Even if you are not angry, if you really want to fight this old guy to the death, don't worry about this moment. You must save it first. But I didn't expect that this old thief Pei would actually
After seeing through his thoughts, he used his sword energy to create a small world early on, blocking Cui Dongshan's messages.
Fortunately, the gentleman only broke Pei Min's world of swordsmanship with one sword, and did not directly practice swordsmanship in the temple, so Cui Dongshan will not say anything more. The gentleman is indeed very measured in his actions.
Chen Ping'an gently shook the sword flower, and the strands of sword energy were shining brightly. It was like someone holding a lantern while visiting an ancient temple at night. All the sword light brought by the sword energy was finally bound to the tip of the sword.
, Chen Ping'an raised a hand, put his palm forward, and took a step back, with his toes and heels never touching the ground, "It's better for you and me to ask the sword outside, so as not to disturb the Duke of Guo's copying the scriptures."
Cui Dongshan couldn't help but remind him in a low voice: "Sir, this old guy's surname is Pei Mingmin. He is the same Pei Min from the Middle Earth Divine Continent. He taught Bai Ye swordsmanship for a few days. His ideas are tough and very tricky, so be careful.
I just moved out two junior uncles at once, one of whom is the proudest in the world, but I couldn't scare him."
Cui Dongshan still spoke ruthlessly, but rarely looked so solemn.
If tonight was just about Pei Min and his husband exchanging swords, Cui Dongshan wouldn't say anything more. But looking at the look on his face and Pei Min's appearance, it doesn't look like they signed up and then went back to their respective places.
The Jianghu posture of the family.
In the old almanac that records the romance of the sword immortal in the world, Pei Min, who once symbolized the highest level of swordsmanship in the world, was one of the biggest reasons why he went to sea to visit immortals for more than a hundred years. If he did not have a real fight with Pei Min, he would be separated.
To make it clear first and second, the idea that the left and right swordsmanship is the best in the world is all false and a kind of praise that is completely unnecessary and should not be taken seriously.
Across the miles-long dark rain curtain, Chen Pingan concentrated and held his breath, gathered his many complicated thoughts, tried his best to unify them, and stared at Pei Min, one of the three great swordsmanships. He hid it so deeply that he didn't even have the slightest bit of it back then.
Looking to the side and thinking from a higher place, I always thought of him as a personal attendant of Duke Shen. No wonder he got mixed up with that Fei Ran. It turned out that he was a fellow-traveler.
At this moment, Chen Ping'an did not dare to shift his gaze at all. He was still asking for punches before listening to them. He carefully observed the flow of Qi of the old man and said with a smile: "Sir, you know very well whether to prick your hand or not."
If he didn't prick his hand, he wouldn't have had an umbrella sword break through the caged bird's little world first, and then nail him to the wall in one fell swoop. If he hadn't been hit by Chen Ping'an's punch, the umbrella handle would have been stabbed into his heart.
Using an umbrella as a sword, the sword actually appeared like an immortal crossing the mountains and rivers in one step. It appeared from the Tiangong Temple outside the window of the wing of Huanghua Temple without any warning. Chen Pingan was really caught off guard at the time. In desperation, he had to save his life at the cost of being injured.
The long sword with the umbrella handle really wanted to kill Taoist Longzhou. Chen Ping'an knew very well that it was his caged bird that attracted the attention of Pei Min who was far away in Tiangong Temple.
A bird in a cage with a natal flying sword, the only trouble is here, fighting with others in a small world, Chen Ping'an can take advantage of the right time and place, and with the help of a sword that turns into millions of moons at the bottom of the well, he can win peace.
But once the bird in the cage appears, it will be a great shock and reminder to the monks of the upper five realms who are outside the battlefield. It is really like someone holding a candle at night in the night. The brightness of a candle
, the loudness of the greetings all depends on the eyesight and ears of the monks in the fifth realm.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an did not fully use the natal magical power of the caged bird in Huanghua Temple. It was too overqualified to deal with a Guanhai realm temple master who was not yet an earthly immortal.
Without saying a word, Pei Min took a step forward and grabbed it with his hand. The rainwater and his own sword energy condensed into an unsheathed long sword, green and translucent, with light like autumn waves.
Chen Ping'an's right foot, which had never touched the ground, then stepped firmly on the muddy road. Pei Min's figure appeared in the mountains and fields more than ten miles away, and Chen Ping'an followed him like a shadow.
Before that, Chen Ping'an confessed something to Cui Dongshan in his heart.
For some high-level Qi practitioners in Tiangong Temple and Mirage City, there are two bright sword lights that tear through the night for more than ten miles, like two dragons swimming high in the sky, and finally disappear in a flash.
, disappearing on two opposing mountain tops.
Before that, there was a powerful sword light that cut through the sky, like a knife cutting tofu, easily cutting through the rain curtain of heaven and earth.
The sword energy was extremely long and the sword energy was extremely close. It clearly originated from Mirage City and landed in the direction of Tiangong Temple outside the capital. Whether it was the sword energy displayed by both sides or the vast sword intent, Mirage City was stunned.
The handful of earthly immortals who were lucky enough to sense this were horrified, and their minds were swaying one by one. They either began to twist their spells to hold their breath and hide to protect themselves, or they passed the hurried call to their side, put on their magic robes, and formed a formation with talismans, such as
Facing a formidable enemy, the young genealogy masters all turned pale, mistakenly thinking that there was another war to destroy the country caused by monsters.
There were actually a few earthly immortals in Mirage City who saw the opportunity coming. With the tokens of the Guan ultimatum issued by the Daquan Rites Department, they hurriedly left Daquan Capital City in the wind and fled in the opposite direction to the two Gyeonggi mountain tops.
I'm just afraid that if the two unknown swordsmen use their swords with all their strength, one careless move will affect the whole pond of Mirage City, whether it is a fish or a shrimp that is out of place, or a dragon entrenched in it, the sword energy of both sides will be destroyed.
Soaring to the sky, once it lands on the Mirage City, not to mention that the city is broken into pieces like paper strips, and the bodies and souls of ordinary people are shattered. It is just that the powerful sword energy confuses the spiritual energy in the city, which is the situation of countless Qi practitioners being cooked by fire, inside the oil pan
Neither fish nor dragon will end well.
A bird in a cage and a small world cover the two opposing sides on two mountains several miles apart.
Pei Min was reduced to a bird in a cage, facing a "God" who was in charge of the matter, and the opponent was also a swordsman. The old man still didn't care, but he was very interested and looked at the sword in the hands of the young swordsman again.
, very familiar, but also a little strange. After all, it is an immortal sword that is no longer complete. It is too white. While Pei Min was silent, he had been carefully sensing the sword energy flowing in the surrounding heaven and earth.
The heaven and earth are orderly, dotted with stars, and everything is dense. This small world of sword energy already has a seamless prototype of the great road.
The old man nodded gently, without concealing his admiration, and finally said the first sentence, "A good sword, a good flying sword, should be cherished."
The reason why he chose this place as the place to draw his sword, two mountains facing each other, not far apart but not close either, was intentional by Pei Min. He just wanted to test how much of the real world this young sword cultivator could cover. Huanghua in the Capital
Looking over there, a small Taoist temple wing was covered with the magical power of flying swords. It was obvious that Chen Ping'an was hiding his weakness. Maybe he even received a sword in the abdomen and was nailed into the wall, so the injury was a sign of weakness.
The other party stopped talking and asked only about swordsmanship.
Pei Min was no longer polite.
High in the sky where the two mountains were facing each other, two sword lights collided between the sky and the earth, and a slightly tilted "one" appeared.
It seemed that they each handed out a sword. Chen Pingan took the first step to ask for the sword, and Pei Min took the sword in his leisurely time. In the end, the swords of both sides landed on the same place with great tacit understanding. In fact, Pei Min and Chen Pingan were in the same place in an instant.
They each drew their swords twelve times, each one being drawn out faster and with a stronger sword energy, but the trajectory of the sword light was only slightly above the path of the first sword. Pei Min followed suit.
The sword light dissipated, but the afterglow of the sword intent of both sides was still extremely strong, filling all directions of the world. The opponent no longer drew his sword, and his figure was nowhere to be seen. Pei Min remained motionless, and was slightly surprised. This swordsmanship is quite impressive and very new.
Can you continuously accumulate sword intent? It's just twelve swords, isn't it a little less? If you can accumulate twenty swords, you may need to move a little bit.
The sword light came with the force of thunder and lightning, and the strike was also fast. The word "one" written by the two swords together was enough to kill several Nascent Soul and Earth Immortals who were overwhelmed by heaven and earth.
Pei Min twisted his wrist, the sword light flashed, and he casually handed out the sword. From the side of his body, there was a sharp sword light cutting across the sky and the earth, scattering a silent and hidden sword energy.
The previous sword was dazzling, but Pei Min's sword was extremely accurate, and the sword energy just canceled each other out, leaving only the sword's intention. However, this sword came quietly, but after being blocked by Pei Min's sword, it became so powerful that the sword energy shattered everything.
Like a heavy torrential rain, tens of thousands of fine ravines appeared in the mountains and forests on the earth, and sword marks were all over the mountains and down the mountains. A mountain forest stream seemed to be cut into hundreds of horizontal and vertical sections by sword energy flowing from both sides of the crisscrossing side.
Paddy fields of varying sizes.
Pei Min glanced at the rain-condensed long sword in his hand. The sword had been broken into two pieces. After all, it was just an ordinary object. It was not as sharp as that weird long sword with a white tip.
It's just that the two pieces of the sword were pulled by the sword energy, and they were repaired by themselves, turning into a long sword with clear sword light. If it weren't for the purpose of showing the identity of the sword cultivator, with Pei Min's realm,
Pei Min is a little curious, what thing in the world can be refined into the scabbard of the Taibai sword tip. A large piece of dragon-slaying platform is barely feasible, but it is too bulky, not to mention the rank is not high enough. And where is the need for the Taibai sword tip?
Using the Dragon Slaying Platform to hone your skills is like a great monk in the Ascension Realm who needs a few snowflakes to spend money to replenish the spiritual energy lake in his small world.
Pei Min said: "I'll let you throw one more sword. After three sword strikes, come back and pick up my three sword swords. If you can catch it, you won't die."
Pei Min suddenly laughed. The young man was a little unkind.
Because in the small world, it's like someone visiting a grave and scattering yellow paper during the Qingming Festival.
There were about 1,800 yellow paper talismans. Chen Ping'an relied on "The timing is mine", and in an instant, he used the sword energy to decorate the talismans one by one, and the aura shone.
The sky is like a river of stars hanging, and then suddenly sinking. It's just that the swords and talismans are pulling each other, like a densely written astrological map of the Qin Tianjian.
Chen Ping'an was hiding in one place, using his mind to control the sword array and hit the old man holding the sword on the top of the mountain.
And Chen Pingan is actually standing at the foot of the mountain where Pei Min is, but the world is different. He is so far away, and he is in a caged bird. The distance cannot be judged by common sense. As long as Chen Pingan is brave enough, he can stand on the top of the mountain.
Next to the old man, he chose to stand side by side with Pei Min. In fact, the two were thousands of miles apart. However, Chen Pingan was still worried that an old swordsman who had been at the top of the world for thousands of years in swordsmanship had not yet used his sword.
The natal flying sword is really too heart-stringing.
If Pei Min notices any clues, and if he ignores the sword formation, he somehow finds his hiding place, chooses to break through all the magic with one sword, open up the world, ignore the long river of time, and instantly suppress the caged bird, on the top of the mountain
At this distance at the foot of the mountain, Chen Pingan also had room to avoid a sword. At the same time, Chen Pingan always acted strangely and kept a few thoughts in his mind. In several other places, he seemed to be an ethereal traveling ghost, hiding in
The people behind the scenes "concentrated" observed Pei Min's sword draw, and concluded that Pei Min could rely on this subtle "ripple of mind", and then handed out the next sword but failed.
If I hadn't been fed too many punches by the Grandmaster, I would have met many sword fairies on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Otherwise, any ordinary sword cultivator, just facing the swordsman Pei Min's name and address, without Pei Min actually handing over the sword, would have already caused the sword cultivator to lose some of his Taoist heart involuntarily.
Just like a qi practitioner who goes to discuss thunder techniques with the Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, he will inevitably feel a little guilty, unless he is Fulu Yuxuan and Huolong Zhenren.
Pei Min put one hand behind his back, held the sword in his hand, and gently shattered the rain sword in his hand. With a wave of his sleeve, the rain sword energy spread out in all directions, spreading out in a circle with Pei Min standing on the top of the mountain as the center, cutting off the young man's small world horizontally.
The sword energy dispersed like ripples in a lake, and finally a huge mirror appeared in the human world.
The old man casually divided the caged bird into two parts, showing the magical power of heaven and earth.
Although the real hiding place of the young man had been found, and the boy was standing by the stream at the foot of the mountain, but he had already said that he would take the three swords first, so Pei Min did not go back on his word, so he deliberately pretended not to notice it, and looked at the sword.
The Talisman Formation, and the Sword Qi Mirror, exchange swords with each other. This is another relatively new swordsmanship.
It's just a bit too fancy, and the talisman paper is too poor, which makes the talisman not of high quality. Moreover, more than ten kinds of talismans are relatively unfamiliar. Even Pei Min can't guess the basics. But this sword talisman
The big formation, in short, looks good but doesn't mean much.
This is not a battlefield. Sword cultivators are fighting against each other, seeking perfection. What does that young man want? Does he not cherish the last chance to use his sword too much? Or is he too young and his swordsmanship skills are limited to this?
The stars fell to the ground, the lake surface rose, and they collided together.
In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, sword cultivator Qi Shou, one of his natal flying swords, "Tiao Zhu", is expected to become an immortal weapon. Once Qi Shou's sword intention and aura can support 3,600 "Tiao Beads" in one go
"Qi Shou was able to verify the auspicious prophecy of the Taoist saint Bai Yujing, "Sitting on the Milky Way, rain falls on the world." Back then, on the top of the city, Chen Ping'an used a talisman to
Taking the initiative to add offensive power to Qi Shou's flying sword, forming a formation with swords and talismans, and spending some money, it seems that it can give the flying sword an extra natal magical power in vain.
During long journeys by ferry, Chen Ping'an not only carefully refined the Taibai tip of the sword into a sword, but also refined the gray cotton cloth as a scabbard, and carefully crafted a sword.
There is no moment of slack in drawing talismans and practicing boxing. Because he bears the true name of the great demon, Chen Pingan has always been suppressed by the great avenues of the world. Therefore, he practices boxing when he is awake and sleeping. Anyway, Chen Pingan cannot let up for a moment, so he draws talismans.
, it became the most important thing besides sword refining.
Originally, Chen Ping'an's Talisman Sword Formation was a gift to Zhengyang Mountain or Qingfeng City in the future.
With a thought of leaving the place at the top of the mountain, the flying sword suddenly appeared on the first day of the month, and hurriedly flew away. The sword flashed and pointed directly at Pei Min at the top of the mountain opposite.
In another place, it was like a yin spirit leaving the body, a flying sword surrounded by thunder and lightning, but it flew towards the northeast of Pei Min, as if Wenjian had gone in the wrong direction.
At the third place where the thoughts were hidden, the flying sword was like a pine needle, piercing the sky, rushing from behind Pei Min to the top of the mountain, the tip of the sword pointed at the back of the old man's head.
Not only that, only half of the Galaxy Sword Formation and a Sword Lake were smashed into pieces. The world was turned upside down. A picture of mountains and rivers seemed to have been flipped and wrinkled at will. Half of the Galaxy Sword Formation emerged directly from the distance of the sky and the earth, seemingly extremely far away.
A deft fish jumped, shrinking into the mountains and rivers, just like the umbrella handle, overwhelming the sky and covering the whole mountain in an instant, covering the old man on the top of the mountain.
Pei Min always held his back with one hand. Facing half of the Galaxy Sword Formation and three "natal" flying swords, the old man just held the sword technique with one hand.
Without drawing a single sword, Pei Min just no longer deliberately restrained his majestic sword energy. On the top of the mountain, the sword energy was so strong that it was like a day when he suddenly jumped out of the East China Sea and reached the heights of the world. The sword light was dazzling and suddenly expanded.
The Galaxy Sword Formation was shattered by the rush. Sure enough, the flying sword that seemed to have gone in the wrong direction, intertwined with thunder and lightning, really ran in the wrong direction and did not get close. The two sword tips were pointed at Pei Min's heart and the flying sword at the back of his head.
The swords, among them, the flying sword with its snow-white light, were a deception. It disappeared in a flash and went somewhere else. Only the flying sword, which was like a tiny pine needle, was indeed approaching the top of the mountain without changing its course.
The trajectory ended up crashing into the light of the sword energy, like a nail embedded in the wall.
Pei Min controlled the sword energy, put his fingers together, and stabilized the flying sword in place. He shook his head helplessly. It turned out to be a sword immortal imitation sword from Henjian Mountain in Luzhou, Beiju.
Pei Min no longer had doubts in his heart, because the flying sword of the Sword Immortal named "Gu Cui", which was the flying sword imitated by the flying sword on his fingertips, was chopped into pieces by his own sword back then.
That's why Pei Min felt a little weird when he saw this flying sword today.
The pine needles of the Flying Sword trembled slightly. Pei Min smiled, slightly increased the strength of his fingers, and smashed it into pieces. "The ancient Cui of the Flying Sword is gone. It should not be reduced to a joke for future generations because of an imitation sword."
Then the shattered sword spirit and sword energy were reunited, and it was like a sword fairy flying sword "Gu Cui" was seen again. Pei Min said: "The first sword has been connected."
The top of the mountain where Pei Min was located was completely gone, having been smashed by the Galaxy Sword Formation.
The old man stopped in the air, and condensed the remaining spiritual energy between heaven and earth into a long sword again. The first sword was just to imitate the sword fairy's favorite flying sword to take the head. It was actually more subtle, but the second sword in his hand was
, as long as you push it out, the force will be slightly stronger.
This small world, imprisoned by a magical flying sword, has gradually become a lawless place targeting Qi practitioners.
The young man's first sword was to stack twelve swords into one sword. It was not that he wanted to scare Pei Min, who once dominated Haoran's swordsmanship, nor was he a junior swordsman showing off his swordsmanship, but that he wanted to use
The fastest speed, exhausting the spiritual energy of Xiaotiandi. As for why he did not rely on his identity as God to swallow the spiritual energy as soon as he launched the flying sword, it was due to caution. In Pei Min's view, this was a wise choice, otherwise Chen Pingan would have taken the initiative first.
Take Pei Min's sword, Pei Min doesn't mind if a grain of essence sword intention is in the small world of the young man's body, following the meridians and post roads, traveling around the mountains and rivers, knocking on doors, wading in the water, and swimming thousands of times in an instant
miles.
As the leader of the four most difficult ghosts on the mountain, no matter how difficult the sword cultivator is, and his eyes are higher than the top, he will think that there are actually two types of qi practitioners in the world, sword cultivators and all other qi practitioners.
But I have to admit that sword cultivators are still Qi practitioners after all, and they also need the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. When fighting, they will try their best to use the existing spiritual energy of heaven and earth outside themselves.
And after all, Pei Min is not the most proud person in the world who has taught several swordsmanships. The old man has neither been able to join the fourteenth realm of Taoism, nor can he learn from Bai Ye. If the poems in his heart are not exhausted, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be endless. Pei Min
Min has always been regretful that Bai is not a real swordsman, but only Taibai who wields a sword, but he has not cultivated a natal flying sword. Otherwise, Pei Min would not think that Wen Hai, who has a lofty ambition, is so thorough that his plan can succeed.
Chen Pingan at the foot of the mountain disappeared in a flash, and there were waves of pine waves between the sky and the earth. A vast sword energy that seemed to condense all the ancient meaning of the world's green pines appeared in Chen Pingan's place, and then followed Chen Pingan, who crossed the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth at will, and disappeared.
The green shirt with a hosta on his head temporarily became Pei Min's flying sword. He seemed to switch sides in the battle, and according to the old man's wishes, he suddenly appeared again and again, disappearing and disappearing, always following Chen Ping'an in the mountains and rivers of Shuodi.
, there were even times when he had to predict where Chen Pingan would end up. If Chen Pingan hadn't also predicted where he would end up, he would have taken the initiative to run into the flying sword and seek death himself.
In the end, the flying sword, which was broken from pine needles into ancient green emeralds, collided with the flying sword Chuyi. The latter's sword was extremely tough, but only the tip of the sword was worn, but the flying sword that Pei Min created casually had collapsed.
But this was the first time Feijian had been so seriously damaged since he had been traveling with Chen Pingan since the first day of Chuyi, and the tip of the sword was almost broken.
Huh?
The young man saw through the truth so quickly? Do you know why he was chased by Gu Cui, a flying sword, for thousands of miles?
Pei Min was slightly surprised.
The old man suddenly turned around and handed out the second sword.
Chen Pingan actually gave up the long sword and only used the scabbard as a sword, slashing down from a distance with one sword.
Pei Min had to squint his eyes slightly and exchanged swords. The two swordsmen were very simple. One of them raised his sword, and the light of his sword went straight down. The other person's sword was horizontal, and the light of his sword spread like a mountain.
The sword in Pei Min's hand shattered, but his body remained motionless.
The strength of this sword is not weak. It doesn't look like a sword cultivator in the Jade Pu Realm. It can move a mountain in a small country that is related to the mountains and rivers.
Pei Min was too lazy to continue condensing his energy into a sword. He put his fingers together to form a sword, lightly poked at one place.
The old man is really annoyed.
Young people have too many tricks and too many thoughts, making this question of swordsmanship too unpleasant.
Pass three swords, receive three swords, and then one of them falls to the ground. Life and death are all left to fate. Isn't that the end?
Behind Pei Min, on the hilltop, a man in green clothes who had nowhere to hide was forced to appear. He clenched the scabbard tightly with his right hand, and pressed the two fingers of his left hand against one end of the scabbard. He was hit by the sword light, and the man and the scabbard moved towards him.
Slide back.
The sword light was too fast and heavy, like a hammer hitting a white paper drum. In the end, Chen Pingan bent his arms in front of him. A series of crisp cracking sounds were heard at his wrists, arms, and shoulders. The scabbard in his hand
It hit Chen Ping'an hard on the chest, and the green shirt flew backwards. He still stretched out his hand to grab the long sword made from the tip of Taibai sword at the top of the mountain. The sword returned to its long scabbard to offset the sword light.
With the stamina of the sword, the sword light exploded, a green robe was shattered into pieces, and countless fine blood stains oozed out from the young man's face, especially his hands.
Chen Pingan finally stopped retreating again and again. He held the scabbard in his left hand and pressed his thumb against the hilt. His body was stooped. His right hand that should have held the sword was still covering the abdominal wound that had stopped bleeding. Blood flowed from between his fingers.
ooze.
The heart of the sword is still, and the intention of the fist is majestic.
It can be regarded as a strange pattern with mountains and rivers interdependent.
It is indeed rare to see a swordsman who can integrate the magnificent fist intention of Zijing Wufu into his swordsmanship.
Pei Min had no intention of pursuing the victory because it was unnecessary.
At least give this young man a chance to breathe.
As expected of a martial artist with excellent foundation, his body is extremely tough, and he is also a swordsman who can naturally regenerate the body. He also likes to wear more than one robe, is good at talismans, and is proficient in a lot of flowers that are not completely impractical.
Qiao Shufa is also a young man who doesn't like to seek death... It's no wonder that he can become one of the ten young people in the world. A foreigner can serve as the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
When faced with an ordinary person, it would be difficult to kill them, and it would be easy for them to capsize in the gutter.
The key point is that this guy has a long memory after suffering a loss.
I finally understood why I could find traces so easily.
It was the long sword made from the Taibai sword tip that let Chen Ping'an give away the truth.
On the one hand, this sword is too heavy in sword intent, and Pei Min is an old swordsman who has reached the top of Haoran's swordsmanship. On the other hand, Pei Min is actually no stranger to Bai Ye's swordsmanship and sword Taibai. The young man in white from before
Outside the Zen room of Tiangong Temple, he should have mentioned his identity to Chen Pingan.
In order not to take advantage, Pei Min deliberately lowered himself to the Immortal Realm with the flying sword "Gu Cui" just now.
The young man made the mistake of making a mistake, deliberately separated the long sword and the scabbard, chose to hold only the scabbard, and struck down with a sword at close range, finally turning the crisis into an opportunity that was not an opportunity at all.
Pei Min looked at the young man.
The latter kicked the ground, and most of the entire mountain was broken and flattened.
Holding the sword in his right hand but not unsheathing it, he took the initiative to get close to receive Pei Min's third sword.
Pei Min Until now, Pei Min has not really drawn his sword.
Pei Min is not the most proud person in the world. Although he is not a great monk in the Fourteenth Realm, the old man is a veritable swordsman, so he naturally has his own flying sword.
An Ascension Realm sword cultivator, and possesses four shocking natal flying swords!
Pei Min shook his head and said with a smile: "You can't be sure that I won't kill you, so you have to be so confident all the time, right? This habit of liking to be beaten will change in the future."
The young man, who was cautious by nature, still chose to act separately from the sword, and the long sword and the sheath Chen Pingan disappeared together again.
However, Chen Ping'an did not choose to hand out a similar sword as before. Instead, his thoughts were scattered in all directions. Countless swords were raised between heaven and earth, and they controlled eight long rivers of flying swords, rushing towards Pei Min in a mighty manner.
Pei Min nodded, having more swords is amazing.
The young man's second natal flying sword, combined with the natal magical power of the first flying sword, indeed looks more seamless. But on Pei Min's side, it's just a look.
Pei Min thought for a while and finally used a certain flying sword.
The entire small world turned into a snow-white thunder pool, and thousands of thunder and lightning snakes bloomed like flying swords, one on one, flying swords against flying swords.
This natal flying sword is called "Shenxiao".
Pei Min himself slowly floated down next to the stream. Along the way, Jing Zhongyue's flying sword was knocked away by Pei Min's sword energy. Pei Min squatted by the water, reached out to pick up a handful of water, and weighed the weight.
A small world in a cage, not only the entire stream of water, but also all the water mist is detained in the hand. This is the innate magical power of Pei Min's other natal flying sword.
The flying sword is called "Narcissus".
Let Pei Min be like a water ghost in the long river of time, walking around as he pleases and without restraint by the ferries that Pei Min has deliberately set up.
In addition to having a layer of natural limitations, which consumes Pei Min's spiritual energy and mind, and is actually most afraid of a small world like a bird in a cage, young people are not mature enough, and the world is not strong enough. Seemingly flawless, after all, it is not truly invulnerable. Of course,
There is still room to exploit.
When Pei Min took a step forward, his true body remained in place, and the Yin Shen who left the body "swimmed" to a time ferry, used his two fingers as a sword, and lightly poked the back of the man in a green shirt at the foot of the mountain.
In the real world, Chen Pingan's body tilted with telepathy, and then he staggered, and a hole appeared inexplicably on his back. There was neither the slightest bit of sword energy nor the slightest sword intention. If Chen Pingan hadn't suddenly had an idea, he might have died.
He is about to be pierced through the heart by a finger sword. He will not die, but he will lose half his life. The martial artist's body will be left with a huge sequelae. Whether the level of the Qi practitioner will fall depends on the luck of the half life.
Then a pillar of sword energy appeared in the sky, covering it.
Holding swords in both hands, he and his sword were smashed on the flat top of the mountain. Eventually, the mountain collapsed and the ground exploded, and a huge crater appeared on the ground.
It is Pei Min's third natal flying sword, "One Line of Sky".
It’s just that Chen Ping’an has lost traces in the big pit.
However, straight lines of sword light appeared between the sky and the earth, which seemed a bit chaotic. They were scattered horizontally and vertically, passing by one by one. Every time the sword light appeared, at the end there was a man wearing a green shirt holding a sword. He held the sword in his left hand and kept drawing the sword.
Pei Min, who was at the ferry, couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that he was used to traveling through time, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to dodge this sword. The first sword seemed to be the overlap of the twelve swords?
Pei Min's Yin Shen handed out twelve finger swords at the crossing of the long river of time preset by the three minds. If the young swordsman dared to use the distraction method on his side, then Pei Min still had the ability to imitate it.
In this way, it is used to repay the gift. The natal acupoint of the young man contains the natal objects belonging to the five elements, plus the Qi Mansion of the Prince's Mountain, which is almost enough for Pei Min to knock on the door gently.
The old man is always in a state of immortality.
In fact, it is enough to bully a junior.
This young man, relying on the flying sword of Xiaotiandi, the physique of a martial artist, and his familiarity with the long river of time, plus the sharp enough immortal sword in his left hand, have saved him three times.
When Pei Min was about to put away the three natal flying swords of Shenxiao, Narcissus and Yixiantian.
Without any warning, a sword arrived, and it came at a time that was a little unreasonable.
reason.
It was a sword made with a white tip that no one was holding. Compared with Chen Pingan's scabbard, which was cut down with one sword, the swordsmanship was different, and the sword's intention and swordsmanship were even different.
The long sword came in a straight line, heading straight for Pei Min's true form beside the dry river bed, and cut off the bird in the cage from the small world, so it moved forward indomitably, and its momentum was like breaking a bamboo.
Pei Min Yin Shen withdrew from the long river of time and returned to his true body. After thinking about it, he did not choose to avoid the sharp edge, but stretched out a finger to touch the tip of the long sword.
A ball of sword light suddenly bloomed.
So that the whole small world turned into a white snow.
A man in green shirt punched behind Pei Min.
As a result, they collided head-on with the three flying swords that Pei Min had not put away.
He escaped from Shenxiao, was cut open in the neck by Narcissus, was penetrated by a fist through his entire arm, and finally pierced through his shoulder.
When the martial artist stopped, Chen Ping'an's punch finally stopped and hovered a foot behind Pei Min.
Because Pei Min's fourth natal flying sword was hovering between Chen Pingan's eyebrows, only an inch away.
The flying sword was still, but the tip of the sword pointed at Chen Ping'an's entire face, which was originally blurred with blood, as if it had been washed away by a basin of sword energy water. There was no more blood, but an extremely small hole appeared between his eyebrows.
Pei Min turned around slowly and said with a smile: "Do you think it's not worthwhile to trade your life for injury?"
Chen Pingan closed his fist, raised his palm, and put it between his eyebrows.
With a slight thought in his mind, the long sword and the scabbard drew an arc at the same time, bypassing Pei Min and flying towards Chen Pingan. Finally, the sword returned to its sheath and was held by Chen Pingan's right hand.
At the same time, the moon in the well that turned into countless swords finally gathered into one sword, disappeared in a flash, and returned to the natal aperture. However, the bird in the cage still did not put away.
Pei Min asked: "Do you know why I am here, why I draw my sword, and why I retain my strength?"
Chen Pingan nodded.
Pei Min finally understood the agreement he made with Zou Zi. In fact, the people Lu Tai needs to kill in the future are never far away, and are always close to him both times. Lu Tai has the two weapons to take the lead and attack later.
The advantage of flying swords is indeed not enough, and I have to teach swordsmanship myself.
As for the young man in front of me, when he asked for a sword tonight, except for that senseless sword strike, he probably wanted to reciprocate the gift, and maybe he didn't have the idea of practicing it beforehand.
In addition, Pei Min didn't mind this matter, so he followed the trend and roughly gave the sword skills of the three natal flying swords. As for how much he could learn, it depends on Chen Ping'an's ability.
If one person is not good enough and dies, or is seriously injured and falls into a bad situation, there is no one else to blame.
If Pei Min really wanted to kill him, a young man in white from the Immortal Realm over at Tiangong Temple could stop him, but he was destined to be unable to stop him.
Pei Min had told Shen Guogong Gao Shizhen before that someone thousands of miles away would fail to save someone. And this someone was, of course, Chen Ping'an's senior brother.
Chen Pingan put down the left hand that was touching the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly made a strange movement. He combined a finger sword technique and imitated Pei Min's sword energy flow, put his two fingers together, and stabbed lightly.
Pei Min shook his head, "It's just a bit similar in appearance. The later swordsman Lu Fang couldn't learn it well, so let's talk about other martial arts."
That infatuated guy with decent swordsmanship skills was barely an anonymous disciple of Pei Min. Pei Min didn't want to teach him more swordsmanship. Lu Fang once made a trip to the Lotus Flower Blessed Land specifically for this swordsmanship.
Chen Pingan understood clearly.
The Jingxinzhai of Ouhua Blessed Land is famous all over the world for its swordsmanship. It seems that the ancestor of this swordsmanship is Pei Min. Of course, the power of the two is very different. The martial arts of Jingxinzhai of Blessed Land have only learned a little bit.
.
Pei Min raised his hand, held a fist-sized handful of stream water in his hand, poured it back into the river bed, and then asked a question: "Chen Pingan, are you mute?"
Except at the gate of Tiangong Temple, the young man said some kind words, but after a fight, not a word was said from beginning to end.
Chen Pingan shook his head.
Pei Min smiled slightly.
Chen Pingan immediately hung his sword at his waist, cupped his fists and said, "Swordsman Chen Pingan has seen Haoran Pei Min."
I first called myself a swordsman. I also called the other person’s name, but it was still a title of honor and honorific that carried a lot of weight.
Pei Min put his hands behind his back and walked slowly by the stream. Chen Ping'an followed silently, half a body behind, his breathing was turbid and his steps were unsteady. There were too many injuries on his body, and they were definitely not minor.
If he suffered the same degree of injury, Pei Min might not be able to walk like himself.
Pei Min suddenly said: "Deliberately delaying time, do you want to use your students to pry out some clues from Gao Shizhen's mouth?"
Chen Pingan asked back: "Why did the senior get involved with the leader of the Hundred Sword Immortals of Tuoyue Mountain?"
Pei Min also asked: "Shouldn't you be curious about that Fei Ran, why he asked me to hand over the sword after you read the secret letter? Now that all the plans have been revealed, there is still a difference between whether a Longzhou Taoist can be killed or not.
As for why Fei Ran is like this, I’m really a little surprised. What’s the relationship between you two?”
Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, "It doesn't matter. We just met twice inside and outside the battlefield."
Pei Min nodded, "It turned out to be to confirm the specific content of the agreement between me and Fei Ran. Why are you worried that I am a craftsman in the wild world?"
Chen Ping'an said: "To ask the sword boldly is to confirm this matter."
Pei Min was surprised and said: "Do you have the confidence to escape from my sword?"
Chen Pingan did not give an answer.
Saying that you are young and ignorant is not sincere enough. It is not illegal to brag as a joke, but it is very likely that you will get slapped one more time.
Just don't say anything. What's more, at this moment, just saying anything will make your whole body cramp. This is intentional or unintentional by Pei Min. He didn't leave much sword energy in Chen Pingan's small world. Therefore, Chen Pingan can still endure the pain, a little bit.
I slowly peeled off the fragments of the sword energy, and then put them all into the universe in my sleeves.
What I told Cui Dongshan before at the gate of the temple was to pay attention to the white jade hairpin behind the bird in the cage, and I must quickly put it in my bag.
If the bird in the cage is shattered and there are no white jade hairpins flying into the sky, let Cui Dongshan ignore everything and just run for his life, try to escape south as quickly as possible and meet up with Jiang Shangzhen as soon as possible.
So when Cui Dongshan was cut off from heaven and earth, he would immediately fly his sword to send a message to Jiang Shangzhen. The secret message must not contain much content, probably something like "Hurry up and ask Jian Pei Min."
At that time, if Chen Pingan still has the strength to fight, he can get out of the white jade hairpin that Cui Dongshan temporarily kept and join forces with Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen. Even though he was seriously injured, Chen Pingan finally left himself a glimmer of hope.
In fact, the previous battle was only a dangerous process of asking for a sword, but it was not really dangerous. Chen Pingan was only afraid that Pei Min was really the chess piece left by Wenhai Zhoumi in Tongyezhou, or that he was the same as the immortal Han Yushu.
Pei Min, a member of the same path, ignored him and directly cultivated the realm with the Ascension Sword, choosing to kill himself with one sword.
Pei Min was willing to use an umbrella handle to ask the sword Huanghuaguan first, and it seemed that he did not have too much murderous intention. However, in Chen Pingan's previous view, it was due to the appearance of student Cui Dongshan that made Pei Min feel jealous. And Cui Dongshan
He revealed the other party's identity with one word, and picked out the left and right, Liu Shiliu and Bai Ye, in a death-seeking posture, and even used a magic hand. Cui Dongshan clearly told Pei Min that the two of them, their husband and their students, would die tonight.
Come prepared.
So when it comes to playing chess, whether he ends up outside Tiangong Temple or knowingly faces Pei Min, he can still calculate people's hearts. In terms of chess skills, this student is his husband's husband.
Pei Min sighed, "I know you are still hesitant, and it's normal. I'm more afraid of trouble. It's not that I'm worried about you going to the Confucian Temple to complain, but that the agreement hasn't been completed yet, so I can't leave here casually. I might as well tell you something.
, I can barely be regarded as one of Lu Tai’s masters. As a swordsman, that kid is afraid of heights. In fact, he is not pretending. It’s because when he was young, he got a sword written by me in the secret realm of Lu’s library.
Manual, the so-called sword manual, is actually the four essences of the sword that contain four natal flying swords. The child foolishly asked about swordsmanship, and his Taoist heart was damaged beyond the fall. Otherwise, it would be replaced by an ordinary sword cultivator.
, with his qualifications and the Lu family’s family background, he has long been a Nascent Soul Sword Immortal.”
Chen Pingan said: "I understand. The whereabouts of seniors will not be spread."
Pei Min couldn't bear the fact that a young junior was so knowledgeable.
Chen Ping'an said: "I know that Lu Tai, the sword cultivator Liu Cai, who is also one of the ten young people, has someone who wants to target me, and the method is extremely clever, and he will not let me suffer blindly. So it doesn't matter, I can wait.
.Not waiting for Liu Cai, but waiting for the man behind the scenes."
Ouhua Fudi Jing Xinzhai’s finger-fencing skills.
It's a trivial matter, but adding up the trivial matters, especially the addition of "one of Lu Tai's masters", the clues gradually became clearer, and Chen Ping'an finally brought up a complete context.
Daquan Dynasty, Lady Huansha, the naturally charming empress Yao Jinzhi. In the Divine Continent in the middle of the world, in the dynasty where Mr. Bai Ye and the swordsman Pei Min both lived, there was also a Tiangong Temple. There used to be stories about the Queen praying for rain in the Tiangong Temple.
, and Pei Min once left an allusion in Tiangong Temple.
In his hometown in a small town, Chen Ping'an chose to stop when he met Yao because a locust leaf fell. Before Tongyezhou accidentally entered the Lotus Root Blessed Land, he first visited a weird secret place similar to the White Paper Blessed Land. And even earlier
In the Flying Eagle Fort, the man who used the blind trick did indeed show up. At that time, he passed by Chen Pingan who was going out. At that time, Chen Pingan just felt a little strange, but did not think about it deeply, but even if he thought about it deeply,
At that time, Chen Ping'an couldn't think far ahead at all.
It seems that like Pei Min, the existence of Tiangong Temple itself is a kind of "hello", a reminder that is not a reminder. It seems that the man who gave the candied haws to him when he was young had made arrangements with Chen Ping'an in advance in many places.
With the foreshadowing, it only depends on whether Chen Pingan is willing, whether he can think a few more steps, whether his memory has improved, and he is convinced that all the unimaginable eventualities are indeed those eventualities.
Back then, Lu Tai and Lu Tai were traveling together. Lu Tai once joked that he looked down on Chen Ping'an's sword gourd. Lu Tai personally said that he had an ancestor who had a sword gourd, so later he heard that the young man, Chen Ping'an, was
Will connect it with the swordsman "Liu Cai".
Lu Ti, swordsman Pei Min, Tongyezhou Daquan Dynasty not far from the entrance of Guandao Temple, Yao Jinzhi also successfully proclaimed himself emperor after praying for rain in Tiangong Temple.
They are all tiny scattered clues.
Just like when he was on a study tour, he read a novel about rivers and lakes. Li Huai was only interested in the thrilling killing scenes of the heroes, but Xiao Baoping was more interested in the little characters who couldn't say a word in the book.
And those mountains and rivers like the sound of birds persuading guests. In fact, it can be both, but turning through books can be so casual. On the road of life outside the book, especially mountain climbing practice, Chen Ping'an has to keep his eyes open for fear of missing a word.
.
Pei Min asked for no reason: "How much swordsmanship did you learn from your senior brother?"
Chen Pingan answered honestly: "Less than 10%."
After Pei Min's small world of sword energy was shattered by his sword with a casual sword, and after his husband followed Pei Min elsewhere, Cui Dongshan first flew his sword to convey the message to Shenzhuan Peak, then returned to the outside of the monastery, passed by, strode forward, and walked towards
The old man standing at the door is the old Duke of Daquan Dynasty.
It seemed that he was so frightened by the sword light that he stood at the door like a goose, not daring to move.
The young man in white clothes put his hands on his hips and was still more than ten steps away from the door of the meditation room. He said angrily: "What are you looking at?! My son is crying when he sees his father? Why don't you cry for me!"
Gao Shizhen smiled. Without Lao Pei guarding the door, the old man was already feeling a little chilly due to the wind and rain.
The young man in white twisted his waist and jumped, landing only five or six steps away from the Zen room. With his back to Gao Shizhen, he pointed to where he was standing before, raised his sleeves, and cursed to himself: "What am I looking at you for?!"
Father takes care of his son, as a matter of course!"
Then when the young man in white turned around, Gao Shizhen saw that face, with a dazed look on his face, and his body swayed, and the old man had to reach out to hold the door.
Cui Dongshan snapped his fingers, removing the mask from Gao Shuyi's face, and said with a smile: "Old Gao, you don't know that Gao and I are destined to be thieves."
Gao Shizhen said in a deep voice: "He would have a student like you? Some jokes should not be made."
Cui Dongshan nodded vigorously and said: "Is it unexpected? Are you angry, Lao Gao?"
As he spoke, his face turned into Gao Shuyi's face again.
Gao Shizhen narrowed his eyes, put one hand on the door, and clenched his fist behind his back, "If you think it's fun, continue."
That "Gao Shuyi" beat his chest and said, "It has made Lao Gao a lot older. A man with white hair gives a man with black hair. Shu Yi is unfilial. He deserves to die."
Gao Shizhen said coldly: "Is it fun?"
Cui Dongshan chuckled, moved sideways, and walked out of a young man in white, but left behind a "Gao Shuyi".
The heavy rain hit the young man, and he soon turned into a drowned rat. The young man was silent and looked sad, just staring at Gao Shizhen. There was guilt and complaint in the young man's eyes.
, yearning, reluctance, begging...
The young man in white continued to move step by step, swaying, and kept moving away from the young man.
Gao Shizhen, who was heartbroken, lowered his head and murmured: "I beg the immortal master to put away his magic."
Slowly raising his head, Gao Shizhen turned sideways. The old and decrepit prince inadvertently bent down more, with a sad expression on his face, and said, "Master Immortal, come in and sit down."
Cui Dongshan asked with a smile: "Seriously, don't you take a second look? It's a rare opportunity. There won't be any shop like this after passing this village."
Gao Shizhen shook his head, turned around and walked to the house to sit down.
Cui Dongshan asked "Gao Shuyi" to move and stand at the window.
After entering the room and sitting on the chair where Pei Min was sitting, Cui Dongshan stretched his neck, read the big word "sick" on the paper, and nodded, "Lao Gao, you really should come to this temple to treat yourself."
heart disease."
Cui Dongshan put his hands on the handle of the chair and began to rock the chair and "move around".
According to legend, Pei Min's swordsmanship was such that he could throw his sword into the clouds, the sword's light would shine through the sky, and the sword would fall to other continents, competing with the sun and the moon for brilliance, which is fascinating.
Gao Shizhen said: "This is a pure place for Buddhism."
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "When the mind is settled, it is not a pure place of Buddhism. It is just an unstable mind. It is better to say that it is useful to burn incense in the temple and to copy scriptures in the meditation room. But if a person's heart is broken, you can kowtow at the feet of the Bodhisattva.
Stop, Lingshan is still far away and cannot be found. What’s more, I’m afraid that a person’s heart is bad and he doesn’t know it. Praying for blessings and eliminating disasters will not be effective. Instead, he will blame the Bodhisattvas for not helping. Who do you think you should blame?”
Gao Shizhen said: "Master Immortal, what do you want to ask? What do you want? Just ask."
Cui Dongshan stopped the chair, folded his hands around his chest, and hung his two snow-white sleeves. He changed his posture, leaned his body, put his elbow on the handle of the chair, and held his chin with one hand, "Just speak? Shouldn't you wait until your old butler?"
As soon as you come back, it's your turn to just speak? The Dukes of Daquan Shen's Mansion are really inferior to each other. The one outside the window is not as good as the one in the house, and the one in the house is not as good as the ones lying in the grave."
Gao Shizhen began to close his eyes and remain silent.
Cui Dongshan laughed heartily, "Brother Gao is really angry, I can't do this."
The young man outside the window began to slap the window with his hand, as if knocking on the door of his heart, and kept chanting a heartfelt message, "Don't die" amidst the sound of rain.
Gao Shizhen couldn't help but burst into tears and looked up at the window.
Cui Dongshan raised his eyebrows, which was interesting. This old Gao has good acting skills. Cui Dongshan was still worried about the battle situation with his husband, so he was not in the mood to compete with Gao Shizhen in terms of acting skills. He sighed, "Okay, okay, inside and outside the house."
Yes, don’t pretend to be sad. Gao Shuyi’s body was brought back to Mirage City back then, so the Duke’s office secretly molding a golden body for Gao Shuyi is a sure thing. You can’t hide it. Follow me from now on.
After dealing with me a lot, you will know that it is actually harder to fool me than to fool a ghost."
Gao Shizhen's eyes turned cold for a moment, and he turned around to stare at the boy in white who was "talking nonsense".
When the boy in white is no longer cynical, maybe because of his fair skin and snow-white body, his eyes will look extraordinarily deep, "It's just that I'm curious about one thing. With the background of the Duke's mansion, you haven't let me know."
Gao Shuyi reappeared as a landscape god, but he was not included in the country's landscape genealogy. When Gao Shuyi's body was transported from the border to the capital, even if there were immortal masters to help gather the soul along the way, it was inevitable that the soul would be incomplete in the end, so
The god's position should not be too high, and the second-class Jiangshui Zhengshen or the Mountain God Fujun of the Prince's Mountain are both good choices."
Gao Shizhen actually has something to say, but he must not say it.
Because on that rainy night on the hill, the young swordsman once said something that made Gao Shizhen extremely afraid.
"For a person like Gao Shuyi, I hope he will be reincarnated in his next life and never touch me again, otherwise I will kill him again."
Just in case, Gao Shizhen didn't dare to let Gao Shuyi's remaining soul build a golden body and build a temple to enjoy the incense. But when it came to letting Gao Shuyi be the hidden identity of the obscene god, Gao Shizhen was reluctant, and even more so.
I'm afraid that Chen Pingan will return to his old place one day, follow the clues, and smash Gao Shuyi's golden body into pieces. That would really be like "reincarnating in the next life and killing him again."
Cui Dongshan gently twirled his fingers and looked at Gao Shizhen with a pitiful expression. The other person's mind was spinning like running water, but in fact he was immersed in it by an immortal, like swimming in a boat, and turning over his thoughts was like flipping through a book. Gao Shizhen
Still unaware.
It's just that Cui Dongshan complained a little bit about Mr. Cui Dongshan. He did such a feat and made such bold words back then without even saying a word to his students. Why did he hide it?
In fact, Cui Dongshan can guess many things even if he doesn't use his magical powers, but it's strange that when his teacher is around and he is a student, he is more lazy and doesn't like to think about things.
Cui Dongshan yawned, sat up and stretched, and said with a smile: "I went back to Mirage City to help Brother Gao refuel the oil lamp in the secret room of the Duke's Mansion."
Gao Shizhen stood up suddenly, "How dare you?!"
Cui Dongshan raised his hands, "Okay, okay, I don't dare, I don't dare."
Gao Shizhen sat down slumped.
Cui Dongshan stood up, walked to the door of the house, leaned against the door, with his back to Gao Shizhen. The young man in white put his hands on his sleeves and said calmly: "If you suffered a loss tonight and escaped with your life again, I will definitely
Let you accompany Gao Shuyi as a companion, relying on each other every day, face to face, souls entangled, unable to tell who is the son and who is the father. This is not an interesting thing. Occasionally you will regard Gao Shuyi as the concubine of the past, and Gao Shuyi occasionally
It would be interesting to think of you as a maid, or some fairy sister. Anyway, in a smoky place like Tongye Continent, there is no shortage of such scandalous things."
Gao Shizhen sat blankly on his chair, sweating profusely, begging the old housekeeper Pei Wenyue to return to Tiangong Temple alive.
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "I'm back."
A handful of caged birds were slowly put away.
This is Mr.’s unique understanding of others.
Soon, the husband and Pei Min appeared side by side, but the husband stayed at the gate of Tiangong Temple, while Pei Min appeared directly in the yard outside the Zen room.
Cui Dongshan turned his head and said with a bright smile: "Brother Gao, see you later."
Cui Dongshan walked out of the Zen room and walked outside the temple door.
Chen Ping'an's face turned pale, but he smiled and said: "It's okay. He was seriously injured, but it didn't damage the foundation of the avenue."
Cui Dongshan nodded and said in his heart: "Jiang Shangzhen must be on his way here. As long as the three of us join forces, we can give it a try."
Chen Ping'an shook his head, "That's not the case. We'll go back to Huanghua Temple first and I'll tell you the details on the way. But when we enter the landscape formation in Mirage City later, you'll take action."
Before leaving, Chen Ping'an faced Tiangong Temple, bowed his head and clasped his hands together in a salute.
Cui Dongshan had no choice but to follow his master's example and pay homage to Buddhism outside the mountain gate once.
The two of them controlled the wind very slowly, and Chen Pingan explained in detail the previous process of Pei Min's quest for swordsmanship in the immortal realm.
Cui Dongshan listened carefully and kept it in his heart.
When Cui Dongshan saw that his husband was no longer speaking, he asked in a low voice: "Sir, did you think that there was something wrong with the old housekeeper standing next to Gao Shizhen back then?"
Chen Pingan shook his head, "I can't tell the difference, so I don't care too much."
At that time, Chen Ping'an was neither a swordsman nor a martial arts master. He only remembered an old man holding an umbrella standing next to Shen Guogong with a calm demeanor, so he mistakenly thought he was a martial arts master who was hiding in the court.
Cui Dongshan sighed: "Sir, you still like to treat others with courtesy when doing things. If it were me, with my little temper like the senior sister, oh, I would have already used a lot of bastard punches and martial arts on that old Pei.
The young man beat the old master to death with random punches. If he couldn't be beaten to death, he would be frightened to death."
Chen Ping'an couldn't help but said: "Now even if you add me and Jiang Shangzhen, the chance of winning against one Pei Min is still very small. If the three of them can escape without killing anyone, will we win?"
"There are ways to trade lives, and there are ways to escape."
Cui Dongshan nodded, shook his head, crossed his arms across his chest, and hummed: "It's like this today, but in a hundred years at most, it will still be just the three of us. We don't have to all go out. Any two join forces, and one only needs to be far away."
Even if they were guarding the formation, they could beat Pei Min so hard that he had no place to escape. He could only kneel down and yell, "I am not a swordsman, let alone the old thief Pei Min who suffered a thousand blows. I am not familiar with him at all, so you guys"
You must have found the wrong person."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Be careful what you say."
Cui Dongshan groaned, turned to touch his palms and praised: "Anyway, if I ask for swords tonight, Pei Min is willing to sacrifice all the flying swords. It shows that this old guy has good swordsmanship and a higher vision. Especially the one who is more ghostly than the water ghost."
Pei Min would definitely not take action easily. Although the most lethal one was Pei Min's last 'Breaking Realm', which was specially used to kill sword cultivators on the mountain, it was still the number of times the 'Narcissus' was used.
At least. What a foresighted old thief Pei! He has good calculations. If I ask the sword tonight and only get a 'Shenxiao', or add the 'One Line of Sky', it will be too stingy and it will not be heard well.
, in the future, when Mr. Xiang becomes invincible, Pei Min will have no shame in saying that he and Mr. Xi have actually learned about swordsmanship. Now that the four swords are out, Pei Min will be more confident to brag to others. He can give guidance on swordsmanship and can do four swordsmanships.
Sword? I must have spent most of my life fighting with all my strength to challenge Chen Dajianxian..."
Chen Ping'an looked increasingly depressed and said softly: "I've made you sleepy after talking nonsense."
Cui Dongshan immediately shut up and stopped disturbing his husband's rest.
Over there in the Zen room.
Gao Shizhen staggered towards the old housekeeper, stretched out his hand to hold Pei Min's arm, and said in a trembling voice: "Old Pei, please save Shu Yi!"
Pei Min looked at the poor old man and realized that Duke Shen's mansion had already chosen a river and a mountain to be adjacent to each other.
Pei Min did not break away from Gao Shizhen's hand, but sighed: "Have you ever thought about what Gao Shuyi would have done if he had not always been afraid of Chen Ping'an's words?
Lord Shanshenfu, if he was not in the capital, would have died a long time ago. Even if he attached himself to the demon clan's army or successfully surrendered to Na Feiran and managed to survive, can he really survive now that the Yao family and the academy are turning over old scores? No matter what
, as a human being or as a ghost, we must cherish blessings."
Gao Shizhen's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "What about Chen Ping'an? He is just Fei Ran!"
Is it still important to you, father and son, whether Chen Ping'an is outstanding or not? In fact, it's not important at all. He can't even hold on to himself anymore, and he still wants more.
It was in vain that I deliberately allowed Chen Pingan not to leave the small world, and the two parties walked and chatted there for a long time.
Pei Min sighed, took a step back, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, leaving only one sentence, "Now that you are getting older, think more about those old sayings. Be kind and righteous to the end, so you can do it for yourself."
Huanghuaguan, a heavy rain tonight is very scary.
Liu Mao and his chair were just pushed so hard that he almost fell apart on the spot. He vomited blood and staggered to his feet. The chair shattered on the floor.
A flying sword was left in the house, hovering in the air. Liu Mao recognized Chen Ping'an's natal flying sword with a faint green light.
It can protect people's hearts and at the same time protect Yao Xianzhi on the other side of the main room.
Liu Mao glanced at the pool of blood on the wall. The overall situation has been decided. Chen Ping'an is not good at acting. Otherwise, Liu Mao will think that this swordsman is not a good brain, but too boring and has a weak brain.
pit.
If there is a natal flying sword, it is a watershed that distinguishes sword cultivators from Qi practitioners.
So whether a land immortal can easily control mountains and rivers is a litmus test for a land immortal's qualifications and skills, and whether he can use his sleeves to control the world is a test between a monk in the Jade Purity Realm and a golden elixir in the middle five realms.
There is a relatively obvious difference between the two realms of Yuanying, Earth and Immortality. In addition to the three religions and military strategists who are in charge of academies, Taoist temples, temples and battlefield sites respectively, and the Qi practitioners who are in charge of the landscape formation of the Immortal Sect Patriarch Hall.
Whether a fifth-level qi practitioner can construct a complete small world with no gaps in the avenues, the level of the realm actually does not determine this matter. Some extremely talented Yupu-level practitioners can build a small world, but some Ascension-level monks cannot do it.
this matter.
As the prince of Daquan, Liu Mao still knows some inside stories about cultivation in the mountain.
The first thing Liu Mao did after he got up was to walk to the bookshelf and carefully adjust the position of each book to make sure everything was back to normal. Liu Mao felt better.
But when he saw the empty space on the bookshelf, Liu Mao didn't feel sorry for the other books, but he really felt sorry for the arithmetic classics. Glancing at the pile of broken chairs, Liu Mao felt a little unhappy, but the broom and dustpan were all there.
In the room where the two disciples were placed, they never paid attention to where they were placed. There was no reason to think that Chen Pingan would pay attention to the bamboo poles to dry clothes. Such a comparison made Liu Mao feel a little depressed. He lost to this person and fell into each other step by step.
The carefully set trap is indeed reasonable.
It is more helpless to think hard, work hard, and be a bad person, but the result is not as smart as a good person.
Liu Mao has never been so depressed. This kind of state of mind is not exhausted. Even if he was driven away by his nominal father Liu Zhen, his de facto brother, he crossed the river and demolished the bridge with a false edict.
When he arrived at a deserted Huanghua Temple, Liu Mao was not so discouraged at that time. He still thought that sooner or later his brother would remember his usefulness after he sat firmly on the throne. Later, he changed his clothes only a few years later.
My brother secretly emptied the treasury and actually ran away. The reason why he didn't take Yao Jinzhi away was because, according to Fei Ran's words at the time, his brother and Yao Jinzhi seemed to be a perfect match, but in fact they were destined to be in conflict? So who was it that year?
It becomes very interesting to tamper with and cover up numerology. Master Yao? Liu Cong? Duke Shen Guo Shizhen?
Liu Mao didn't care whether the flying sword understood it or not, so he said, "Don't worry, I won't run away." Then he opened the window and shouted: "Master Fu Yin, there is wine in the main room, bring a few bottles over, let's
Let’s talk.”
Yao Xianzhi got up and came to the door of the main room, "Where is Mr. Chen?"
Liu Mao said: "If you are busy in advance, I will ask you to wait for him. If you are worried about your situation and whether Mr. Chen has been killed by me, you can go back first. I will not stop you."
Yao Xianzhi sneered: "It would be a waste for His Highness the Third Prince not to set up a storyteller stall under the overpass."
Yao Xianzhi hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went to the side room to rummage through the cabinets. He found some wine. Carrying two wine bottles in one hand, he quickly walked down the steps and came to the side room. He entered the room, glanced at the blood stains on the wall, and said calmly,
He threw a bottle of wine to Liu Mao.
Liu Mao took the wine bottle and said with a smile: "You are neither fighting with me nor calling people in. Mr. Fu Yin,
It’s a bit calmer than I thought.”
Yao Xianzhi sneered and said: "I just believe in Mr. Chen. Your brain is not enough to slap Mr. Chen in the face."
Liu Mao opened the flask and took a sip of wine. He had not drank for many years and felt it was spicy and difficult to swallow. He coughed twice, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, leaned against the desk and asked with a smile: "Inside the Fuyin Yamen, Mr.
Oily seeds are difficult to deal with, but soft nails are not tasty, right?"
Yao Xianzhi just drank and didn't answer.
Liu Mao's brain was not good, but it was only on Mr. Chen's side, and on his own, Yao Xianzhi found it easy.
Liu Mao seemed to be chatting with an old friend at the wine table, and said with a smile: "When I first became governor, I was very ambitious. Then it was really smooth sailing at first, but in the end I was confused.
Big loss? In the end, you found that you were indeed unreasonable? Then the atmosphere in the yamen suddenly became weird? Yao Xianzhi, do you know where your biggest problem is? "
Yao Xianzhi made up his mind, you talk nonsense, I will just drink my wine.
Liu Mao asked himself and answered: "You attach too much importance to the identity of a descendant of the Yao family. The more you attach importance to those guys who have become masters in practice, the more they know how to handle a Fuyin master. The more you don't compete with the battlefield."
When the general Yao Xianzhi distances himself, you become more uncomfortable with the absence of swords and swords and looking at a harmonious officialdom. But I also know that these just make you hit a wall here and feel aggrieved. What really makes you panic are some battlefield robes.
You know that a lot of things are wrong with them, but you don’t know how to persuade, how to speak, how to end it..."
Yao Xianzhi raised his head, his face was gloomy, and he said angrily: "Shut up!"
Liu Mao smiled and said: "Actually, His Majesty the Emperor can teach you how to behave in the officialdom. With her intelligence, she will definitely be able to teach you. It's just that she is too busy, and you are lame and have a broken arm.
They are similar in age, so she is too busy. Although such a Fuyin is in charge of patrol affairs in the capital, although things are not good, His Majesty the Emperor will be very relieved. Don't glare at me, Yao Jinzhi may not think so, she relies on a
She did this intuitively and did not need to think too much. Just like how the late Emperor Liu Zhen died and how your grandfather was assassinated, she did not need to think too much. Long-term good luck, plus always
Good intuition is luck."
"The other Yao Lingzhi, it's better not to teach you. She can get along with heroes in the world, but when she gets to the officialdom, she will be blinded. This bitch is a good person, but she is a bit stupid. It's a pity that she can't pick on men.
Marrying an embroidered pillow who is a scholar, I heard he has a good skin, and he is also a prostitute? Then he started making noises with Li Xiling, deliberately targeting you everywhere, in order to get a name, so that he can occupy a place among the clean officials? Isn't that stupid?
You're so stupid that Li Xiling doesn't dare to reuse him at all. What Li Xiling needs is someone of his own who can stand beside Yao Fuyin. In this way, the next Fuyin after you will just push him as hard as he can and use both hands to strengthen his position.
Both feet, as long as this kid can push it off, I lose."
"Well, you didn't glare at me. It seems that you think the same way. It doesn't matter whether there are good or bad people. In short, we all have the same views. Let's have a drink and one of us can go?"
Liu Mao raised the wine bottle in his hand with a smile on his face.
Yao Xianzhi stopped drinking, and just squinted at the Longzhou Taoist: "If you don't have a rotten stomach, you will be more than enough to be the governor of the capital."
Liu Mao twitched the corner of his mouth, stretched out his two fingers, and tugged at the simple Taoist robe on his body, "Yin? Mr. Chen, whom you admire most, how do you call me? Your Highness, the third prince, you are a first-class county prince.
Comparable? I have my own share of civil servants, military generals, and the world. Don’t forget, before I left the capital for that trip to Jinhuang Mansion in the Northern Jin Dynasty, who spent three full years leading people all over the country, behind the scenes?
Helped our Daquan Dynasty to compile the 400-volume "Dabukuo Dizhi" in the twelfth year of Yuanzhen?"
Having said this, Liu Mao raised his arm and held the wine bottle high, toward the window, and then silently took a sip of wine, as if he was paying homage to the Liu Mao from back then.
The former Third Prince, His Highness, was proficient in arithmetic and obsessed with Kanyu. He secretly agreed with his brother that in the future, the feudal king Liu Mao would compile a series of masterpieces for the Daquan Dynasty that would be passed down through the ages.
Yao Xianzhi said doubtfully: "What are you trying to remedy by suddenly talking to me about the smoke coming from the ancestral graves? Mr. Chen has murderous intentions towards you? That's not the case, you are just a waste now."
Liu Mao clicked his tongue and said, "I didn't know you were good at chatting before. I haven't seen you for so many years, so in my impression, you have always been a stupid young man."
The slovenly bearded man in front of me was once a bright-eyed young man.
Liu Mao just fell silent.
Yao Xianzhi suddenly said: "On the way here, Mr. Chen asked you about your past. He said that the "Big Book" was extremely well compiled, and he also said that he did not believe that it was written by Liu Mao."
Liu Mao laughed, raised his head and took a sip of wine.
In this life, infatuated people are afraid that when they are drinking happily at the wine table, they will accidentally remember someone.
In this life, people are most afraid that one day they will suddenly understand a certain truth.
Liu Mao said: "Yao Xianzhi, have you ever thought that one day, you and I will all be mentioned in one of Chen Pingan's books. When the book becomes thicker and thicker, we will become more and more insignificant."
."
Yao Xianzhi shook his head, "That's about it for you. I'm different from you. Mr. Chen can rush to Mirage City for my grandfather today. When I get old someday in the future, Mr. Chen will still be busy no matter how busy he is.
He will always come to me and have a last drink with me. I told Mr. Chen in the letter to bring whatever Xianjia wine he wanted, and Mr. Chen will definitely help bring him the wine. How can you compare? What do you know?"
Liu Mao nodded with a smile, remained silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you feel better after talking like this?"
Yao Xianzhi held it in for a long time before he cursed.
Just when Liu Mao was about to laugh, he found that the sword flashed and the flying sword disappeared without a trace.
Turning around, I saw a "white cloth" hanging upside down on the other side of the window, and a head hanging over there.
Liu Mao was stunned for a long time.
Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold with his hands in his sleeves, "I never thought Taoist Longzhou was quite good at chatting."
Liu Mao felt relieved and slapped the Taoist priest, "It makes me laugh."
Cui Dongshan climbed through the window and came into the house. Chen Ping'an nodded. Cui Dongshan flicked his sleeves to dispel the illusion, and the very valuable and extremely hot book seal appeared.
Cui Dongshan was full of energy, staring at the private seal that had been brought here all the way, and carefully used the flying sword golden spike to draw a dozen golden thunder pools, layered on top of each other, and finally formed a sword array. Only then did the book that Fang once collected
With the three million "bookworm" seal in his sleeve, Cui Dongshan said in his heart: "Sir, I may need to go to Gongde Forest. Zhou Fei happened to arrive, so I asked him to accompany the master back home.
"
Chen Ping'an asked: "So anxious? Why don't we go back to Luo Po Mountain together first?"
Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "It's very urgent. But don't worry, sir, I will rush to Luopo Mountain to meet up as soon as possible. Before that, I can accompany my husband to the Yao Mansion, and then he can pick up the senior sister and the others, and then hurry on.
, here in Mirage City, I still have to help my husband clean up the mess before leaving. Anyway, it can be easily settled in half a day at most. It is nothing more than this Longzhou Taoist, the water prison Liu Cong, and Shen Guogong without Pei Min in charge.
Mansion."
Liu Mao was already relieved, but for some reason, after seeing this godly young man in white, his heart strings became tense again, just like Chen Ping'an who had just met Chen Ping'an who visited Huanghua Temple.
The young man in white suddenly turned his head and glared at Liu Mao, twirled his sleeve with one hand, and said angrily: "Are you stupid? What are you looking at? Little Stinky Niubi, do you know that I have seen the ancestor of Stinky Niubi? He and I both
We are brothers, good buddies from the same generation! So hurry up and call me ancestor!"
Liu Mao turned to look at Chen Pingan.
Chen Ping'an actually took Yao Xianzhi away directly, and said, "You finish this conversation first. Master Fu Yin and I will walk all the way back to Yao Mansion. You can follow me later."
Cui Dongshan puffed up his chest and said loudly: "I have the order!"
As soon as the gentleman walked out of Huanghuaguan, Cui Dongshan lay down by the window and made sure to close the door. He pricked up his ears to make sure that the gentleman had gone far away. Then he turned around, then turned around again, and listened to the two dragons in the opposite wing.
Taoist Zhou snored slightly, nodded slightly, and took out a spider from his sleeve. It was all emerald green in color and full of spring. With a flick of his finger, the small spider the size of a fingernail shot out like an arrow and lay on the opposite window.
A large web was quickly formed. Liu Mao glanced at it, and sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. Faintly in the spider web, there were graceful women who were more than an inch tall, wearing red skirts with swaying ribbons. Their figures were ethereal in the clouds and mist.
, graceful and graceful, with blurred eyes, eventually turned into wisps of smoke, penetrated the window, and went into the dream of the two sleeping people...
The young man in white grabbed Taoist Longzhou's arm again and said with a smile: "Are you going to sleep now?"
Although Liu Mao didn't know what would happen if he fell into a dream and was haunted by the web of the Spring Dream Spider, he was still covered in cold sweat and said bravely: "Master Immortal just asks questions, Liu Mao knows everything he can say."
Cui Dongshan twitched the corner of his mouth and pulled Liu Mao's soul out of his skin with a gentle tug.
Liu Mao said from his heart: "Don't involve them, please ask the immortal master to find another way."
Cui Dongshan shook his head, "Believe me, you will only regret it even more afterwards."
Liu Mao said: "At least now I won't regret it."
Cui Dongshan looked at him.
Liu Mao helplessly shouted: "Ancestor."
Cui Dongshan laughed and scolded: "The Taoist priest is really terrifyingly witty."
Cui Dongshan waved his sleeves, and the chair that was shattered on the floor was put back together. Cui Dongshan sat down on the chair, kicked off his boots, sat cross-legged, and then looked at Liu Mao blankly.
Cui Dongshan first waved and put away the Spring Dream Spider, then remained silent for a long time, and then suddenly asked: "Do you know that I know that you don't know that I know that you don't know that I don't know?"
Liu Mao was stunned.
Outside Huanghuaguan, on the way back, since Mr. Chen seemed to be going for a walk, Yao Xianzhi borrowed two umbrellas from Daquan spy who was hiding near Huanghuaguan.
The two walked side by side holding umbrellas.
When they just arrived at the gate of Yao Mansion, the boy in white had already appeared beside Chen Pingan, laughing in his heart: "Sir, I finally saw that Fei Ran. As expected, Liu Mao couldn't remember many details. It's really
The memory of the guardian Zuo of Qilongxiang.
"Then I went to the water prison and met Liu Cong. When I used the trick to hide my eyes, I was twirling around in the corridor outside the water prison and farting loudly. That Liu Cong almost made a pair of dog eyes.
When I come out, I estimate that when I see a certain girl I like again, my admiration and love will be greatly reduced. What a pity, what a pity, it will cause half of the infatuated species to be missing from the world."
"Of course, the student did not dare to delay the official business, so he obtained the imperial seal from Liu Cong and secretly placed it somewhere in Huanghuaguan."
Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brow. In addition to the pain from the wound, he was also troubled by Cui Dongshan's actions. He asked, "Are they both crazy?"
Cui Dongshan said with a smile: "How is it possible? The students have cured their madness. When your husband leaves Yao Mansion, I will go to both ends again so that I can strike while the iron is hot."
Yao Xianzhi secretly looked at the strange young man in white.
Cui Dongshan suddenly leaned forward, bent down and then raised his head, his eyes sad and said: "Master Fu Yin, don't be like this, I am a man."
Yao Xianzhi never looked at that boy again.
After the three of them entered the Yao Mansion, Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "Dongshan, your methods have always been more effective than mine, which are more roundabout and more immediate. It is difficult to learn."
Cui Dongshan shook his head and said seriously: "Students are only good at destroying something and breaking people's hearts, but sir is just the opposite. Students should learn from sir, but it is actually more difficult to learn."
Chen Ping'an smiled and reached out to hold Cui Dongshan's head and shook it vigorously, "Just think that your words are not flattery."
Cui Dongshan smiled and narrowed his eyes.
Although Yao Xianzhi didn't know what they were talking about, he was just surprised why Mr. Chen had such a student.
Could it be that he was picked up by Mr. Chen on the roadside just like that charcoal little girl who was so naughty and ghostly?
When he thought of that little Heitan named Pei Qian, Yao Xianzhi couldn't help but roll his eyes. There could be such a clever little girl in the world. Her words and deeds were all mean-spirited. Back then, she was just a big fart.
At such a young age, she was able to lure several experienced officials from Hu'er Town into a ditch. In fact, Yao Xianzhi also suffered a lot during her journey north. For example, she almost believed that Mr. Chen was her father.
, just because there are some unspeakable secrets, the relationship between the two parties cannot be made public for the time being. This is nothing, for example, Xiao Heitan helped Yao Xianzhi read palms, and said that she was a miserable person, because she was born with open eyes, and she suffered the sin of the boss.
You can always see the ghosts wandering the streets at night, and the living people avoiding the marriage of mountain gods, and you can walk across the fairy bridge at a young age. Why do you need to carry a fairy copper coin with you to cross the bridge without drinking the bowl of soup...
...In short, everything goes hand in hand, if Mr. Chen hadn't twisted the little girl's ears and pulled her away, and then she stood in the distance with her arms folded across her chest, while being scolded, her eyes rolled rapidly...
This almost made Yao Xianzhi, who had always been a chicken in the past, want to take out all his savings and give it to the little girl as a reward for fortune telling.
Now that Yao Xianzhi thinks about this again, he feels really unbearable that he was deceived by a little girl.
I don’t know if Xiao Heitan has changed slightly over the years following Mr. Chen. He must have, after all, he is by Mr. Chen’s side.
When he arrived at Yao Mansion, Cui Dongshan hesitated for a moment after learning about the flying sword message buried with the River Goddess. In addition to a few talismans from his husband, he respectfully "asked" for a book of "Alchemy" from his husband.
"Authentic Book", turned directly to the last few pages, took out three golden talisman papers, and with less than a stick of incense, he drew three talismans that also required the consumption of Yin De, one on the left and one on the right, and posted them on the bed rails on both sides of the hospital bed.
place, and the last one is posted outside the door.
Finally, Cui Dongshan and Yao Xianzhi said straight to the point: "My husband's and I's talismans can allow the old general to sleep for a year and a half, or at most two years, without losing any of his vitality. The Yao Mansion doesn't have to worry about the old general sleeping deeply. Here.
During this period, if we can wait for an elixir of sufficient quality, after he wakes up, General Yao can extend his life by about half a year, up to seven months, and at least five months. But is this elixir available, and when will it be delivered?
Sir, I don't make any guarantee. And we have agreed in advance that the Yao family has to spend their own money to buy it, and not a penny less. It's not that my husband and I are reluctant to spend this money. This is a rule and it is for the good of General Yao.
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Yao Xianzhi's eyes were red, and he stood there with trembling lips and speechless. He just clenched his fists and looked at the boy in white. The sloppy man hit his heart hard with his fist.
Chen Ping'an, who had been sitting on the chair, slowly stood up and patted Yao Xianzhi on the shoulder, "I hope you can still be the governor, Xianzhi, think about it carefully. If you wait for another one or two years, you really won't be able to do it.
, I will support whatever decision you make at that time."
Yao Xianzhi turned around, wiped his face, immediately turned his head, and said with a smile: "Actually, on the way here, I made a decision not to go to the border. I really can't stay in this position of Fu Yin!
But I also agreed in advance that Mr. Chen must reserve a place for me in his next sect."
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.
Looking at the man in green shirt with a warm smile in front of him, Yao Xianzhi's eyes suddenly turned red again, and he frowned hard. The slovenly man's face was strained and he said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Chen, I actually complained about you. Why didn't you complain back then?"
Stay, I know it makes no sense, but I just can’t help but think like this. If I don’t drink, I feel uncomfortable, but when I drink, I will think like this and feel even worse..."
Chen Ping'an said softly: "You've made it through, right? How much hardship you could grit your teeth in the past, how much blessing you can enjoy with peace of mind in the future."
Yao Xianzhi nodded.
Chen Pingan said: "I have to rush back to Jinhuang Mansion and go north to Tianque Peak. I may not come to Mirage City and have to go back in a hurry. When Grandpa Yao wakes up, I will definitely come again. See you then.
, you should shave off your beard, you originally looked quite upright, but because of your hard work, you look like you are destined to be a bachelor."
Yao Xianzhi smiled and said: "When I was a teenager, I looked really not much different from Mr. Chen."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "There is still some gap."
Cui Dongshan nodded and said: "The gap should be as big as now."
At dawn.
Cui Dongshan took his husband to the Qintian Prison in the capital quietly.
After the husband and the Water Goddess of Biyou Palace finished chatting about the matter, the two parties were about to leave. The husband suddenly bowed to Liu Rou, whose golden body was mostly broken, straightened up and said with a smile: "Next time I visit Biyou Palace, I won't forget it.
I brought a gift."
Liu Rou was startled. After bowing in return, she laughed and waved her hands. Then she winked at Chen Pingan and lowered her voice and said, "You know, you know, incense is burned in the temple."
Cui Dongshan looked curious.
Chen Ping'an glanced at Cui Dongshan, who immediately left Mirage City with his husband, and went all the way south first, and arrived at the Yunzhou Ferry. He found that Pei Qian and the others were already waiting on it, and Pei Qian had a strange expression on his face.
, seeing the big white goose was there, he couldn't help but said nothing.
Cui Dongshan smiled, and Pei Qian smiled sideways. Cui Dongshan immediately stopped his smile, suddenly widened his eyes, turned around and cursed: "Brother Zhou Fei, are you unjust?!"
This guy was actually on the ferry. It was very possible that he arrived on the cloud boat earlier than expected. He made sure that he was not killed during the rainy night sword-fighting, and then followed him and his husband furtively.
He never showed up. Cui Dongshan quickly figured out the mystery. It must be that this cloud boat hides an extremely hidden landscape formation. Naturally, he cannot let the head of the Jiang family directly cross the half-continent, but he can definitely let Jiang Shangzhen
After leaving the Cloud Cave Blessed Land, travel north faster.
What is more famous than Jiang Shangzhen's ability to kill an immortal with a willow leaf and the romantic affairs of the head of the Jiang family is probably his ability to escape. When a Qi practitioner is in the Golden Core realm, he can start from a level higher than himself.
Running for his life in front of enemies in one realm or even two realms can actually explain a lot of things. And this "old master" of the Yugui Sect was able to roam around the mountains and rivers of the continent alone, constantly accumulating military exploits, and wandering here and there.
He kept drawing swords and was always safe and sound. Several large military camps in the wild world did not even have a decent interception. This further shows that Jiang Shang is really elusive and difficult to deal with to a certain extent.
It was also the Immortal Realm, but Cui Dongshan's Immortal Realm, which was extremely valuable, but he still failed to detect Jiang Shangzhen's whereabouts.
Jiang Shangzhen appeared on the viewing platform of a house on the ferry, lying on the railing, and said lazily: "Not long after you left Tiangong Temple, I rushed to the ruins of the battlefield. Brother Cui couldn't guess. I saw you two wandering around.
After I went to Mirage City for a long time, I took some reassurance, ran to the temple to burn incense, and then accompanied a certain prince to copy scriptures. My dear, I didn't sleep a wink all night."
It was not easy for Shen Guogong Gao Shizhen to meet Chen Ping'an, Cui Dongshan and Jiang Shangzhen one after another. It was definitely not easier than Liu Mao.
Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Protect my husband."
Jiang Shangzhen tilted his head slightly, squinted like Pei Qian, and complained: "You are just talking nonsense, and you are no longer like the Brother Cui I know."
Pei Qian glanced at Old Sect Master Jiang and twitched his lips.
Cui Dongshan took a lunge, stepped onto the railing, spun around, drew crazy circles with his two snow-white sleeves, and swam away.
After returning to Mirage City, I will carry a book seal with me and go to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth that I have not set foot on for more than a hundred years.
Finally, I didn’t forget to throw out the little girl with dead fish eyes, King Sun Chun.
After King Sun Chun left the Qiankun in Cui Dongshan's sleeve, his face remained expressionless, and he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to warm up the Feijian.
Jiang Shangzhen came to Chen Pingan and said seriously: "It seems that there is a lot of movement. How about Pei Min's swordsmanship?"
Jiang Shangzhen was shocked when he received a letter from Cui Dongshan with his flying sword, "Come to Mirage City and kill Pei Min together. The chief minister is confirmed"...
Jiang Shangzhen started on his way without any hesitation.
Thinking that as long as this fight is over, even if I am determined not to serve as the chief minister of Luoluo Mountain, how can the young mountain master be embarrassed not to retain him?
But Jiang Shangzhen never thought that his trip would be in vain.
Chen Pingan thought for a while and said: "Extremely high."
Pei Qian asked in a low voice: "Master is injured?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's okay. By the way, why did you leave Jin Huang Mansion without waiting for me?"
Pei Qian glanced at Jiang Shangzhen.
Jiang Shangzhen realized what was going on and walked away, then pricked up his ears, intending to eavesdrop on his thoughts. He was not an outsider, he was a member of his own family, so why should he be so polite?
Feeling that the young woman had been staring at his back, Jiang Shangzhen had no choice but to turn his head and said: "Just promise not to listen."
Chen Pingan took Pei Qian to the house. After Pei Qian sat down, he gathered his voices and said, "Master, guess which sword cultivator I saw?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while and smiled: "The one who assassinated General Yao back then? He had long eyes, thin lips, and his appearance was relatively...mean. As for his natal flying sword, it was similar to an ordinary person's long sword, which was rather weird.
The sword shines bright red."
Pei Qian sighed, "Master, why can't you surprise people even once, even if you pretend that you can't guess it?"
Chen Pingan rubbed his cheek, but soon laughed, "You are right to hold back and not punch. Besides, Master really wants to have a serious swordfight with him again. By the way,
In a year or two, I will visit Tongyezhou again and take you with me then."
Pei Qian nodded vigorously.
Jiang Shangzhen was at the bow of the boat, nodding slightly. Hearing this, he was greatly impressed. She is indeed the senior sister of Luoluo Mountain, and her skills are still as good as before.
Pei Qian put his arms on the table and whispered: "Master, in fact, there is another reason why there was no fight. His Majesty, the Emperor of the Daquan Dynasty, arrived at Pine Needle Lake, and Lord Zheng of Jinhuang Mansion received the Flying Sword Legend.
Xin, for some reason, Mr. Zheng Mansion didn’t pay attention to the taboos in official circles and took the initiative to ask us if we wanted to visit the Water Mansion, because the Water Goddess said in a secret letter that she wanted to see us."
Chen Ping'an hummed, "Actually, we weren't of much help back then. Mr. Zheng and Mr. Liu don't need to be so nostalgic."
Pei Qian thought for a moment, then nodded suddenly and said, "Yes, they are still too polite. Let's keep that glass of wine for now."
Jiang Shangzhen was on the bow of the ship, feeling full of emotion. He was a fool in the wind. Who said he should stand up? He, Chief Zhou, was the first to refuse to agree when he arrived at Luolu Mountain!
Then the master and the disciple fell silent.
Pei Qian suddenly said angrily: "Zhou Fei?!"
Jiang Shangzhen quickly ran to the corridor door and whispered: "Miss Pei, what are your orders?"
Pei Qian suddenly heard her master's innermost thoughts. She said to the bastard outside the door: "I don't have any instructions. When you get to Luopo Mountain, I will definitely support you to be the worshiper. Who dares to object to this matter without conscience? I will
None of them agreed."
Jiang Shang was really dumbfounded.
Chen Pingan opened the door with a smile.
Jiang Shangzhen had already thought of seven or eight remedies in an instant, so he was confident. After sitting down, he asked with a smile: "Sister, shall we have tea or wine?"
Pei Qian suddenly stood up, with sincere eyes, and clasped his fists at Jiang Shangzhen to say goodbye.
After Pei Qian gently closed the door, Jiang Shangzhen turned to Chen Ping'an and sighed: "Mountain Master, you have accepted such a good disciple that I can't even envy you."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "That's almost it. Pei Qian won't do this."
Jiang Shangzhen was still minding his own business and said: "But having said that, Pei Qian has the best vision. He can travel to two continents with you at a young age. He can endure hardship and is sensible."
On the other side of the corridor, Pei Qian rolled his eyes, "Can you please tell me, how hard were you in Tongyezhou back then? I ate the most chestnuts, more than eighty... Forget it, I can't remember clearly."
Chen Ping'an walked to the window, held back his laughter, and said softly: "Zhou Fei, we will see Old Immortal Lu again soon."
Jiang Shangzhen smiled knowingly, "No matter what happens, God Lu must be extremely happy to see the two of us."
Luo Luo Mountain.
Today, the little girl in black, because she had a good dream last night, was in a good mood, so she ran to a stream, untied her pigtails, collected some melon seed shells, lay down by the water, and stuck her head into the stream.
Then he stood up, learned the steps of the big white goose, and learned the boxing skills of Pei Qian, with a sullen face, and then shouted, spinning and floating on the rocks, his hair spinning, and the melon seed shell in his hand used as the flying sword.
, swish, swish, and throw it out.
After throwing away the melon seed shells and calling it a day, it was another invincible day.
The little girl in black ran all the way back to the shore, picked up a small golden pole, held a hiking stick, and swaggered to the foot of the mountain to see the gate.
Now when Xiao Mili is patrolling the mountain alone, in addition to following the unbeatable route and watching the gate and waiting for people to go home after patrolling, so as to be the first to be seen by her, Xiao Mili also has one more important thing to do, which is
After finishing guarding, I like to run all the way to the Jise Peak Patriarch Hall in the middle of the night, then walk backwards and return to my residence to sleep. This is not just a few days, but has been like this for more than half a year.
Today at the foot of the mountain, I sat on a small bench. After looking at the gate, the little girl in black looked at the dark sky, put the small bench back in place, and ran to Jise Peak again.
When Xiaomili walked backwards to the steps, Chen Lingjun, who was squatting there in a daze, asked curiously: "Xiaomili, what are you doing?"
The little girl in black had bulging cheeks, said nothing, and just walked backward step by step.
Chen Lingjun was chewing melon seeds, "Right Protector, what are you doing with the hammer? Tell me."
Xiaomi Li grinned, pursed her lips quickly, and then continued to walk backwards while saying in a muffled voice: "I'm thinking about turning back the time. Think about it, when I used to patrol the mountains, I would walk forward every day.
Just keep running forward day by day, right? Then if I step back every day, haha! When I say this, do you know why? Then you don’t know how much I take when I patrol the mountains every day.
How small are the steps now? There are so many things to pay attention to."
Chen Lingjun was stunned and asked with a smile: "Is it useful?"
The little girl in black raised the hand holding the walking stick and scratched her head, "I don't think it will be of much use to me alone."
Chen Lingjun put away the melon seeds and walked to Xiaomi Li, "Then I will accompany you?"
The little girl in black shook her head, very happy, and shouted: "The scenery is clear, the scenery is clear, the scenery is clear!"
In the night, Chen Lingjun accompanied Xiao Mili until they walked to the bamboo building.
Xiaomi Li put the green bamboo stick and the small golden pole on the table, sat cross-legged there, and asked in a low voice: "Are you coming together tomorrow?"
The little girl in black scratched her head and smiled, probably thinking that Jing Qing would not agree.
Chen Lingjun nodded and said: "I like to sleep in. Tomorrow you go to the door and call me. Remember to call me a few more times."
Xiao Mili called Jingqing a series of times, then lay down on the stone table, frowned, and murmured: "Does the good mountain master think that the right guardian of our mountain is useless and a bit embarrassing, so he is not willing to go home?
Yeah. I’ve thought about it a lot, and the owner of Good Mountain likes each of you very much. Jingqing, if you accompany me for a few more days, it’s still of no use. I’ll go to Dumb Lake. Maybe as soon as I get home
, the good mountain master will follow you home, right?"
A gust of breeze quietly blew through Luolu Mountain, and then a warm voice sounded behind Xiaomi Li, "I don't think something is right."