Sword of Coming

Chen Pingan was going to visit the capital of Yunyan Kingdom, so he first sent a letter from Feijian to Zhongqiu, briefly describing the process and results of meeting Qingyang, and asked Zhongqiu to send a message to the temporary building. Patriarch Hall, just say that Mi Dajian is a relative

Unfortunately, only two accomplices were caught, and the master's talisman cultivator was run away, but this wild monster must have been unable to disrupt the situation, and the excavation of Dadu in dozens of countries along the coast of Dadu can resume work with confidence. (Due to cache reasons, please visit the .\nCOM website directly with your browser to watch the fastest chapter update) The fierce-looking man with a white face, and his mistress, don't know what to think, after some calculations, I was in a hurry Leaving the deserted temple, I met Chen Ping'an at the foot of the mountain, and said that the two of them were willing to serve as slaves for Master Xian. Chen Ping couldn't help laughing, saying that he was used to traveling all over the country alone, and he didn't like others to serve him. You have found the wrong person, so you might as well find another backer. About to see this fairy teacher who turned three demonic men and women into catastrophe ashes while talking and laughing, they were more friendly, and they became more determined. They had gone through a lot of hard work, but when they looked up, the scholar had disappeared. They still didn't give up. Finally, at dawn, in a deserted inn, they saw the immortal master who was cooking with a stove. The man's name was Fan Tong, and the female ghost's name was Xie Sanniang. He asked the fairy master if he disliked their lowly background and past. Chen Pingan didn't say anything, but just invited them to have a simple breakfast. Xie Sanniang has sharp eyesight, hands and feet are diligent, and helped clean up the dishes. Chen Pingan didn't stop him. Dare to bring you by my side, whoever sees our team will not misunderstand that we are vicious people who rob houses? The woman is self-aware, she smiles beautifully, and the man scratches his head in worry

, speaking with conscience, the truth is indeed such a truth. It's just that his face is innate, and when he was a child studying in school, his master didn't dare to touch his palm.

Chen Pingan asked them a question, if they killed you as soon as they met in that deserted temple, who would you blame?

Women talk more bureaucratically, but men are more honest and complain? It seems that there is no need for a definite answer. The next fairy teacher just asked them about the recent situation of the surrounding countries under the mountain, and the two of them naturally knew everything. Before leaving, Chen Pingan said that he was going to visit the cloud

Yan country capital, follow if you want, the eyes of the two of them lit up, they happened to be on the way, they swore that they would only follow the immortal master from afar, and would never let people misunderstand that the three of them were in the same group. Xie Sanniang had already changed out of her package into a dress that could wrap her figure more tightly. The man privately reminded the woman that it is true that the immortal master is supernatural, and his Taoism is profound, so don't put a hat on me. The female ghost who walked the way of collecting yang and nourishing yin couldn't help laughing. It is said that she has such a posture as a willow, how can she get into the eyes of the genealogy gods on the mountain. Speaking of this, the man's face became gloomy, and the female ghost who once served as a foot warmer and beauty bowl for a fairy descendant on the mountain felt a little sad secretly. The man sighed, felt guilty, and patted the back of her hand. The female ghost smiled sweetly, grabbed his palm with her backhand, and scratched it.

Touch the woman's swollen breasts.

Chen Pingan, who was walking in front, coughed a few times, and the two people behind him restrained themselves.

Fan Tong is a warrior of the four realms, and he can't be regarded as a master in the world. After all, only the fifth and sixth realms have the reputation of being a little master. This is the only reason why Fan Tong is so displaced.

Xie Sanniang is a ghost in the willow tendon realm, and the men around her are full of yang energy. As long as she does enough homework at night, she can walk during the day without any problems.

The man gathered his voice together and said in a secret voice: "Sanniang, why do you think he changed his mind and allowed us to follow?"

The female ghost laughed from her heart: "After all, it's profitable. Otherwise, what are you doing with two oil bottles? Is it fun?"

"I have a chance to go to the ferry, buy a few outdated Shanshuidi newspapers, and see if there is any news about 'Chen Pingan'."

"I heard that the wind is the rain. What do you think, the kind of big man whose name can be written in the Shanshui Mansion newspaper can really be bumped into by us? Besides, he is whoever he says he is?" Girl, it's a tricky idea, just pick one out, it's more than enough to deal with the two of us, since this Chen Xianshi can easily subdue them, maybe it's a legendary Lu

Dixian. "

Chen Pingan also let them "whisper".

The bird in the cage wants to create a small thousand world with the right time, place and people, and Yu Shiwu and the rest are working on static dead things for the time being.

The "base" of various characters is just the beginning. As the old saying goes, the same rice feeds all kinds of people, and to describe all kinds of situations in the world, one must have at least one hundred kinds of lives of one hundred people.

Like that beauty, she has infinite skin, and each needs her own strengths. At present, for example, Xiahou Zan, who can be used as a typical paradigm, there are only a total of fifty or so. Just like what I said to Yu Shiwu before, the people and things that Chen Ping'an imagined are often too reasonable, but not enough. So as a reward, during the break, Chen Pingan would let the couple choose some old things to tell, no matter if it was a heroic feat or a trivial matter, they could say anything. After all, reviewing and collecting other people's memories, how to deal with Xiao Xing and Xian

For a few, Chen Pingan naturally did it at his fingertips, without any psychological barriers, but if he used this method against Fan Tong and the others, he really couldn't get past his own concerns.

One day, when there are more than a hundred key figures in Xinxiang Tiandi, all the scenery, buildings, and utensils in the cage can be connected in series. For example, if the hanging willows are tied to the horse, the torches are burning, the willows are on the moon, the flower shadows are swaying in the courtyard, etc., they are all fixed-frame paintings, then with a person, it will be like a fish in water, and it will become lively. Moreover, it will definitely become more and more difficult to collect these draft characters. When the real body returns to the Fuyaolu Dojo, one of the most important tasks for Chen Ping's next retreat is to count a long-lived old man who is supposed to be an octogenarian, and he will roughly see it in his lifetime.

There are hundreds of thousands, or millions of different pictures, how much will be remembered after seeing them.

So Chen Pingan sent another secret letter to Qing Tong, in which he made an appointment for a meeting place.

A sycamore leaf is an illusion world. Qingtong still has a lot of these sycamore leaves in his hands. If he is determined not to sell them, he can borrow them. It's not that he won't give money, and the interest can be negotiated.

There is no fairy family ferry in the surrounding area, and the popularity of all countries has gathered towards Yulin ferry.

It can be seen that after these years of recuperation, Tongyezhou has undergone great changes, and the market has been revived. It may be too early to say that the world is peaceful, but there is no doubt that the troubled times have faded.

Along the way, the short pavilion willows meet the long pavilion, and occasionally there are beautifully dressed women and green girls who go out for an outing, standing gracefully in it. Chickens crow and dogs bark in the countryside, and cooking smoke curls up. During the period, Chen Pingan received a reply letter from Mr. Zhong, saying that at least half of the members of the Patriarchal Hall held a skeptical attitude towards this matter, so after many small countries got the news, they bit the bullet and braved the courage to start anew.

chiseling. It is not difficult to understand that Mi Yu was the one who worked hard to hunt down Qingyang before, but now that Zhongqiu gave the result of killing two and fleeing one, the members of the Patriarch Hall did not suspect that Mi Dajian's killing power was not high enough, but that they could not trust Mi Yu have such good luck

gas.

Would it be more convincing to be replaced by Huang Ting, who is in the lower realm but has a deep fortune?

However, Zhong Qiu also said with a smile in the letter that as long as the owner of the mountain shows up at Yulindu once, it is guaranteed that the doubts of all the forces will be eliminated.

Probably this is the shadow of the famous tree. It is indeed more like a reassurance that the hidden official came to Tongyezhou to kill the demon in person.

Stopping on a mountain plank road that day, Fan Tong finally couldn't help but wondered: "Master Chen, the sesame-sized things we talked about sound interesting?"

The woman was also very curious about this, she pricked up her ears, wanting to know the answer. Chen Pingan said casually: "Scholars like to write literati's notes, record mountains and rivers, anecdotes about the government and the field, as well as palace secrets, official inside stories and so on. In addition, there must be some narcissus and mountain ghosts, fox charms and flower demons, and grass and trees monsters.

. It is not necessary to record big events, trivial matters are also possible. "Chen Pingan didn't expect it at all. It was just such a casual nonsense, and the couple became excited when they heard this, as if they had been beaten. Yes, after confirming that everything can be told, the woman even took out a pen and paper, and helped the man count the years together. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. First, mutter, write on the paper, and wait until the paper is full. , then go to Master Chen Xian

By the side, he became a storyteller.

While recording, Chen Ping teased and asked how they became so creative.

She stroked her temple hair and said that it would be a wonderful thing to have her own name and story in a book.

He clenched his hands into fists, his eyes sparkled, and said that he never dreamed in his life that he could become a famous person in a book.

I see.

The man began to dislike his own name, and because of the homonym, he was often laughed at since he was a child, so the man asked Chen Xianshi if he wanted to change it.

That Chen Xianshi said no, this name is not pleasing outside the book, but it is beneficial in the book, because it is easy for the audience to remember it at a glance.

In the mountain villa of an old luxury house, there are ruins and overgrown weeds. When it rains suddenly, they take shelter here, and when the rain breaks, the pool water gathers again to form a mercury nest.

The couple would go away quietly from time to time, each time spending a quarter of an hour or two, and when they came back, their faces were all red and glowing. Chen Pingan moved a Taishi chair and sat under the eaves. The old house behind him was a large bookstore with five couplets. There were thousands of volumes of books. , all fell to the ground, broken into pieces. Many years ago, there might have been an old man full of poems and books, arranged vertically and horizontally like a wall, and the paintings on the wall changed according to the four seasons and the flowering period. where the master is

, needing to shout his name loudly, the master walked out stooping at the sound... Sitting on the grand master's chair, Chen Pingan began to rummage through the spoils seized in the Battle of the Desolate Temple. Xianzao has only one square-inch object, which is a handle with a special shape, which even Chen Ping'an has never seen.

I have seen ancient mirrors before, but in terms of the family background inside, the latter is more prosperous. There are more than two hundred grain rain coins and two magic weapons in the fairy money alone.

On the other hand, on the cardamom side, there are only a few discarded and unused old small refinements, and the rank is not high. This fits well with her background as Yexiu.

Sword repair is indeed poor. Put the two things back into the sleeves, and wait for the couple to beat the drums to retreat before they can go on their way. If they are idle, Chen Pingan returns to the house and helps to re-erect those crumbling cabinets. It can be seen that the old master is a real

Scholars, the books in the collection are not heavy editions, and most of the books have book collection seals, eyebrow comments, and postscripts. They are real reading, not the kind of "reading" "good books".

The couple went to the secluded backyard again today, but when they came back, they saw a beautiful woman in green robe, Xie Sanniang felt a little ashamed.

The green-robed woman sat side by side with Chen Xianshi under the eaves. Seeing such a fairy-like figure, the man dared not have the slightest thought. He only thought that Chen Xianshi was walking in the market with her, and it was inevitable that people would guess that the man must be very rich. Bar. The person who came was Qingtong who came from the capital of Yunyan Kingdom. In fact, the location agreed in the letter was still hundreds of miles away, but Qingtong couldn't stay idle. It means that Qing Tong is a person who has ascended to the sky, and he uses the method of watching mountains and rivers. Naturally, he can tell it from a distance, but he decided to show up in advance when Chen Pingan was hiding here. As for why Chen Pingan brought the pair of easy to thunder

Qing Tong is not curious about the men and women who make the ground fire. I have to admit that those two are of low level and can be ignored, but there are quite a lot of tricks in the bed, it can be said that every opponent will meet a good talent.

Seeing that Xiao Mo in the yellow hat and blue shoes was not following Chen Pingan earlier, Qing Tong couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Daoist Nen is probably half of his own family and knows more about the inside story, so he was quite upset when he heard about this.

If the outside world knows that I, Daoist Nen, personally went out, how can they doubt anything.

Because the old blind man and Li Huai were not around, Taoist Nen seemed to be very swollen now.

For a small country like the Yunyan Kingdom, the capital can be so big, but in such a small place, there are three Ascendants. Yang Zhi, whose alias was Jing Xing, became the worship of the Daquan Yao family. Nen Daoist, who is good at both moving mountains and refining mountains, this ascension state, away from the 100,000 mountains, seems to have begun to soar and achieve great luck. In addition, Feng Xuetao, whose dao name is Qingmi, is now implicated by Jiang Shangzhen, and his reputation in Tongyezhou is considered bad. He doesn't want to go to Yuguizong or Yunku blessed land, so he replaces that dao name Zhang Fenggu of Old Elephant, stay here in Yunyan Country, doing a kind of worship

son.

Zhang Fenggu is the highest-ranking and oldest patriarch of Yuguizong, and Xun Yuan's younger brother. Whether it is Jiang Shangzhen or Wei Ying, the two suzerains successively, it can be said that the old people grew up watching them. Someone needs to help Yu Guizong to watch over here, and at the same time be responsible for specific affairs. Yu Guizong would not dare to order a priest from the Ascension Realm like this, so Jiang Heng, the young master of Yunku Blessed Land, needs to stay in the capital. His father can follow the youth

Senior Mi talked freely, but Jiang Heng didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, after all, he was a high-level Ascendant.

Du Mao, who had been a guest in Tongyezhou decades ago and was as reckless as the leader of Yizhou's immortal master, probably would not have dared to quarrel with wild cultivators like Feng Xuetao.

It's just that on Chen Ping'an's side, who is only a few steps away from Yulindu, Qingtong deliberately skips the talk.

Chen Ping pretended not to know.

Qingtong said, "Thank you."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "The convenience of others is the convenience of oneself. There is an old saying in my hometown, to do something good that doesn't cost effort, do it if you can, do it more, and you will be blessed when you are old."

It turns out that apart from moving away from the central part of Tongyezhou, in fact, for the monks of the local monster clan in Yizhou, there is another good place to go recently.

It is a sect with the initials of the sect that was born out of nowhere, named Wutong Mountain, and the patriarch's Taoist name is Qingyu.

Wutong Mountain declared to the outside world that the sect only accepts Qi trainers from the "Mountain Turbid Current" who were born in the mountains and lakes.

The share of the new sect in Tongyezhou was of course obtained by Chen Ping'an's help.

In fact, according to Qingtong's qualifications and experience, if he really wanted to send a letter to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, saying that he wanted to establish a sect, he would be the founder of a sect with the prefix of the sect.

It's just that Qingtong can't get rid of this face, let alone accept the result if it is rejected by the Confucian Temple. So Chen Pingan, to be precise, was Mao Siye from the Book of Rites Academy, and he became an "iceman who cuts down".

The Zhongtu Confucian Temple allowed Qingtong's new sect to open its doors and accept the local demon clan of Tongyezhou. There is a shelter to help these Shanze spirits who are worried and suffering all day long. There are often some shady incidents about the search of mountains by Qi practitioners from various continents. It is obvious that they are hiding from disasters. The genealogy monks have seen the light of day and rebuilt the dojo, but they have to hide everywhere. The grievances are not small. Now Dafu Academy handles it All kinds of conflicts and incidents are very busy. Therefore, to a certain extent, Tongyezhou excavated Dadu, built large-scale construction projects, and clarified the boundaries of mountains and rivers in various places. Invisibly, it was tantamount to helping Wutong Mountain, driving fish for the abyss, and gathering local monster monks. Therefore, the only bright spot in Qingtong's slightly shabby sect founding ceremony was that Master Cheng Shan of Dafu Academy went to congratulate him personally.

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As soon as Cheng Longzhou arrived at the scene, those demon clan Qi practitioners who had surrendered to the plane tree were completely relieved. Such bureaucratic articles are actually the same on the mountain and below the mountain.

Fan Tong and Xie Sanniang were at a loss, they just stood there holding their breath under the eaves. No matter how far-sighted and ignorant they were, just talking about Qingtong's demeanor was enough to shock people's hearts.

Getting along day and night along the way, I got to know that Immortal Master Chen very well, so I couldn't help but ask a few questions about the realm.

Mr. Chen claimed to be an earth immortal and used a sword. He used flying swords to kill the big monster in that deserted temple before, but you are not good enough, you haven't opened your eyes, you can't see clearly...

Since this woman is able to sit on an equal footing with Chen Xianshi and have a good chat, she is also an unattainable land fairy?

Qingtong said straight to the point: "I know the purpose of calling me here this time, so tell me, I want some sycamore leaves."

Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed, and explained: "Don't get me wrong, favors belong to favors, business belongs to business, and we count separately."

Qing Tong asked: "Then it's another count?"

If it weren't for this favor, Chen Shanzhu, who had long coveted the sycamore leaf, would never have thought of stealing a sycamore leaf from himself.

It is true that those sycamore leaves are in his hands, I am afraid they are not even tasteless, but Qingtong has a good heart, and he uses them to seduce his eyes when he has nothing to do.

Just like this place, the noble family is always happy to open up mountains and forests and build urban courtyards. The fairy family on the mountain also tirelessly creates descending mountains and vassal vassals. Isn’t the sycamore leaves of the sky even more precious?

Chen Pingan rubbed his chin and didn't speak.

In fact, Qing Tong had planned for a long time, just buy and sell, it was meaningless, so he just rounded up the whole number and sent ten phoenix leaves to Chen Pingan.

At this moment, a blinding rainbow light descended from the sky and hit the pond with menacing force, but it was still more than ten feet away from the water surface, and then it turned and fell like a feather. The girl in the sable hat said carelessly: "Fellow Daoist Bixiao is right, when Xiaomo is not around, I have to watch Lord Dianshan, so I can't make any mistakes during my Xiaomo's retreat, so as not to get a word of mouth." The boiled ducks are flying

. "

Xie Gou didn't come sooner or later, but he came at this time.

Chen Pingan himself felt a little bit wrong, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't call her over."

The more you talk, the more it looks like there is no silver three hundred taels here. Not to mention Qingtong, Chen Pingan almost didn't believe it himself.

Xie Gou asked suspiciously: "Shanzhu, what is the misunderstanding? The second seat sees the Shanzhu, and you still want to sneak around?"

That sycamore tree spirit, I recognize it, but I don't know it well.

I heard Xiaomo said that now that he is well-off, he likes to show off because he has been neighbors with Bixiao Cave Master for ten thousand years. Hearing this Xie Gou was not happy on the spot, but fortunately, Xiaomo said that he didn't know each other, that the other party had already become a registered enshrinement of Qingping Sword Sect, and was also regarded by the mountain master as the behind-the-scenes guardian of the entire lower sect. Xie Gou then said, really not

pick.

However, Qingtong failed to recognize the girl in the sable hat with bright blush in front of him.

But she talked to fellow Daoist Bixiao and my family Xiaomo one by one, but let Qingtong know the importance and disadvantages.

Those who are old enough to be Taoists can brag about themselves and say that they are close friends, but without exception, they dare to say that they are acquainted with Bixiao Cave Master casually, and their address is suffixed with the word "Daoyou".

Once Bixiao Cave Master knows about it, this kind of person will really be "familiar".

Seeing that Chen Pingan didn't recognize Xie Gou's identity, he didn't say much, otherwise, wouldn't it be a kindness and self-respect plus threats and lures?

Qing Tong didn't dare to stay for a long time, without further ado, he took out a wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan thanked him, and Qingtong went to Wutong Mountain to sit down when he was free, and Chen Pingan said yes. It's just that Qingtong didn't forget to remind that the mountain owner doesn't need to reveal his identity when he climbs the mountain.

Chen Pingan was speechless.

Are you the one who invites guests to the door? Do you really not treat me as an outsider?

When Qingtong, who was as careful as a hair, walked away instead of shrinking, Xie Gou said depressedly: "What's going on, this guy annoys me?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "It is estimated that Fellow Daoist Qing has already guessed your identity."

The couple didn't dare to take a breath, Chen Pingan introduced: "I have a small mountain, and she is the second enshrined."

Before the two could say a few words, Xie Gou waved his hand, "Don't be polite."

Xie Gou suddenly smiled and asked, "Are you two a couple?"

Fan Tong and Xie Sanniang were puzzled and could only nod.

Xie Gou clasped his fists and said with a grin, "We are married, and we will have a precious son early."

As soon as Qingtong left, another old man in yellow came to join in the fun. The way is deep, and he crosses many mountains in one step. The old man's feet landed on the water, his sleeves bulged, and he was born with the supernatural power of water repelling. will

Dissipates and returns to the pond. The old man in yellow walked over Lingbo, stepped on the water and walked towards the house, shook his sleeves, and said with a smile, he never wanted to meet Chen Shanzhu in a remote place in a poor mountain.

Taoist Nen came following the vision of the rainbow light here, and wanted to see if he had a chance to become famous.

In Yuanyangzhu before, it was quite a good feeling to be famous in the first battle with the monks of Haoran Ascension Realm.

When he came, he found out that it was Chen Ping'an, and Taoist Nen was very disappointed.

Fan Tong couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Master Chen knows so many strange people.

The woman was in a strange mood. First, the demons were cast down in the deserted temple, and then there were real people showing off their friends on the mountain one after another.

Xie Gou stood against the wall, yawning.

Taoist Nen asked with a smile: "Master Chen Shan, who is this fellow Taoist?"

Xie Gou said first: "You are the one raised by fellow Taoist..."

Chen Pingan coughed, and the sable hat girl had no choice but to change her words: "The stalker?"

As soon as Yan Zhe said, it was the same thing he learned from Zheng Juzhong at the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Chen Pingan really didn't dare to let Xie Gou chat with Taoist Nen, and explained in his heart: "Pseudonym Xie Gou, Taoist name Bai Jing. She and Xiaomo are Taoist couples."

Daoist Nen's face remained normal, he cupped his fists and said, "So it's Senior Bai Jing."

Xie Gou curled his lips and said nothing.

She thought about it to herself, if she only talked about superficiality, the old blind man of the Hundred Thousand Mountains was really handsome back then.

Strange to say, in the early years, he had seen the shrine before his eyes were cut, but Xie Gou didn't have the same thought of seeing Xiaomo.

Chen Pingan took Taoist Nen to chat about some major matters. Taoist Nen was very modest, and he just talked about the facts, without mentioning his hard work, like a benevolent man who could not stand the compliments of others.

Xie Gou didn't like to listen to these mundane affairs, so he went into the house to pick out books, and when he saw the title of the book that was pleasing to the eye, he threw the book into his sleeve.

Taoist Nen quickly said goodbye and left, and returned to the capital of Yunyan Kingdom in one step, with lingering fears and fears in his heart.

Chen Pingan sat back in his chair, opened the wooden box, and there were ten precious sycamore leaves inside. After such an incident, the couple had the idea of ​​parting ways. Fan Tong was an idiot, so Xie Sanniang asked for an excuse to resign, but Chen Pingan didn't persuade him to stay. He just said wait a minute and went to the house to bring two books. ,

They were presented to them separately, just to make a joke, the book has its own golden house and thousands of millet.

Does this count as generosity to others? Unexpectedly, this kind of fairy master who looks down on gold and silver is still good at living.

However, this move was more or less a courtesy, which really flattered Fan Tong and Xie Sanniang.

Although at the beginning, they wanted to go to this immortal teacher and hope for a fate in the immortal family, but it is great to be able to travel together in the mountains and rivers, so that they can get together and get away.

It was far away from the mountain forest, Xie Sanniang was no more than that careless man, she took out the book from her sleeve, widened her eyes for a moment, and then turned her head to look at Fan Tong face to face.

The so-called so-and-so in the book is not empty talk, and there is a piece of fairy money in each book. Xie Sanniang is a ghost, at least she has touched snowflake money, seen Xiaoshu money, and heard of Guyu money.

Xie Sanniang picked up the fairy money tremblingly with her fingers, and murmured: "Grain rain money, it must be the legendary grain rain money, it's worth a thousand snowflake money."

It's no wonder that in a previous chat, the fairy teacher would seemingly casually ask the couple what kind of life they would live if they had some spare money on hand.

She stared at the man all of a sudden, Fan Tong grabbed the fairy money, and handed it to her as if addicted to it. Fan Tong had a private chat with the immortal master, who said that Xie Sanniang could die for him at the critical moment. Of course Fan Tong was puzzled, how could he know, how could he be sure about this kind of thing, could it be that the immortal master could count it? who at that time

The immortal master is here, saying that he has set up a fortune-telling booth before, and he really knows how to read a little face.

Fan Tong didn't think it was necessary for the immortal master to deceive him, so he believed it. Since the woman is willing to give up her life for her own sake, there is no reason for him not to part with a piece of fairy money.

At this moment, the woman raised her eyebrows and smiled coquettishly, and the man who is not shallow knows that a new trick is waiting for her.

In fact, there is a Xiaoshu coin in the man's book. The man understands it, and can use it as private money!

It must be a person who has to be cash-strapped when he is at home!

No wonder Chen Xianshi took this trip out in a leisurely and leisurely manner.

On the road outside the mountain, in the direction of the old house in the mountain, the woman who is now accustomed to facing the sky with her face turned to the sky, gathered her skirt and gave a blessing, and the man clasped his fists in greeting from afar.

Hurry yesterday, slow tomorrow, in it, at a loss. With Xie Dog, he came to the border of Yunyan Country. Chen Pingan walked in a stretch of five steep peaks like fingers touching the blue sky. It is a place with beautiful mountains and rivers. unbearable palace

There are traces of temples and alchemy and medicine. It is a pity that the aura is thin now, confusing the turbid evil spirit, and it is not suitable to re-open the dojo.

The reason why he came here to take a look is because Chen Pingan found that there was a little light shining in the mountain, which was clearly a sign of a prostitution temple.

Chen Pingan said: "If you feel bored, you can go shopping by yourself."

Xie Gou asked: "We took a detour here to see how the local mountain **** behaves. Is it evil? Then decide to help, or seal him off the mountain?"

If that was the case, she would not feel bored in the slightest, she was gearing up and eager to try.

Chen Pingan gave a weird answer: "There are more things I want to see."

Xie Gou glanced at the side face of the mountain master, thought for a while, but she still didn't ask any more questions. Later, in the area under the jurisdiction of the local mountain god, I saw a group of young monks going out for training. Xie Gou pricked up his ears and listened to their chat. In the capital city, there is a temporary Shimen property on the Yulindu side, which can be used for rest. Chen Ping'an had never heard of the names of those sects. It could be seen that this team had no guardians, and the highest level was a red-faced man in the cave. His name is Zhao Tieyan, and he wears an iron mace engraved with Leibu Talisman on his waist. It is not a magic weapon, but a good-quality spiritual weapon. For the small sect, it is probably a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation. Sure enough, Chen Pingan listened to a few chatters next to the remains of a jade well where immortal masters made alchemy in the past. The man is a master of a sect, and his Taoist age is not long, but his face is old. Now there are only two generations in total, because in the early years, many patriarchs, descendants, and family members of the immortal descendants of the main line, all took the gods, hanging statues, and all valuables, and ran to the colorful world to seek refuge. In contrast, the senior brother in charge and the senior sister in charge of the money, they have been begging grandma and grandpa Gao everywhere these years, going to various countries for alms, bringing back some gold and silver like swallows in their mouths, every time the senior sister returns

Shan, complaining endlessly, said that this day can't be passed, if the sect still wants to accept three generations of disciples, she really can only do the flesh and blood business of selling lust.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, so the brother in charge asked him to take the opportunity to travel far away to see if there is a way to make quick money, and make a few friends on the mountain with rich families. As for the sect disciples who travel together, they are not rich. If they were really rich, they would have taken the ferry of the immortal family.

As guests, when they were traveling, when they heard that there was a haunted house where demons haunted people and spirits harmed people, they rushed there.

In order not to be robbed of the business by their peers, everyone wants to stand up a golden signboard of their sect, willing to do justice for the heavens, and good at subduing demons and demons. In the long run, as long as the fame is spread, the sect will have a reputation. It's just that after so many years of continuous searching of the mountains in Tongyezhou, it is not easy to find a few remnants of the wild monster clan. Especially when the excavation of Dadu came up, the mountains and rivers in the middle of the continent, the local monster monks did not dare to touch the bad luck, and they moved out one after another. Naturally, they wanted to scold Qingping Jianzong, Yuguizong, and Daquan Yao's culprits A few words, because the foreigner surnamed Chen, he is the master of the Qingping Sword Sect. He heard that this person was an old acquaintance with the Yao Emperor, so he made up a story about the same-age man and woman. What is the content? , it must be because of the beauty and beauty, the bookseller's edition is engraved into a book, the sales volume is not bad, the small profit but quick turnover, it has really become a way of making money, some people

The small-scale Yeluzi Xianjia Ferry sells this, or it is simply given away by some Xianjia Inns that do unscrupulous business by the way.

Chen Pingan seemed to be waiting for someone, or maybe something, so he gave Xie Gou a suggestion, "I heard that there is an unowned secret place in the south of Tongyezhou, you can go there and have a look."

It seems to be the ruins of a private ashram of ancient golden immortals. Qionglou Yuyu looks like an emperor's palace. In ancient times, where immortals made alchemy, they either became immortals and stayed in jade wells, or the barren grass did not become islands.

According to the gossip that has leaked out now, the ruins, whether it is the content of the inscription or the inscription on the cliff, are very loud.

For example, the stone tablet erected at the gate of the mountain, among them, there is "Give the emperor the prescription of immortality, which can refine the soul. Yin and Yang cook five colors, water and fire refine three flowers."

Fudan Feisheng, in the ancient times, there are several well-documented real examples, since ancient times, for more than three thousand years, it seems that no one has accomplished this feat.

Therefore, regarding this rumor that there may be a bottle of elixir, Yu Guizong has already taken action, and it is regarded as something that is bound to be obtained.

Perhaps the only variable is that I heard that Huang Ting of Taiping Mountain also went there...to try his luck.

As for Cui Dongshan and Qingping Jianzong, they haven't given me any news yet anyway.

Xie Gou asked bluntly: "The owner of the mountain belongs to that secret realm, do you have any ideas?"

It's fine to hang out, but if you want to make contributions to your own mountain as the second seat, Xie Gou doesn't mind making a trip, anyway, he is acting according to the order, and there are no taboos.

If the owner of the mountain feels that he can fight, then he can definitely fight.

The owner of the mountain is still seasoned in his work. Chen Ping shook his head with a smile, "I'm just afraid that you will be bored here, so I let you go out to relax. It has been proved on the mountain that this kind of boundary depends on fate, otherwise it is similar to a marriage between a man and a woman. sweet, end up making a fuss

Chicken feathers all over the place. "

Xie Gou pretended to be horrified, "Where is the mountain lord calling me? Is there anything wrong with this subordinate?"

Chen Pingan was helpless, who did he learn this from. Xie Gou clasped the back of his head with both hands, and said doubtfully: "I always want to push me away, so there must be some shady things to do, right? To be honest, I have a heart for the Mountain Lord, and absolutely nothing I shouldn't see." Look, what shouldn't be said is definitely not

explain. "

Chen Pingan explained: "Just thinking about your realm and age, you haven't seen anything, and you always follow me like this, it will definitely feel boring."

Xie Gou said: "No, it's quite interesting to just wander around aimlessly."

Whether our marriage with Xiaomo will succeed or not, and whether we can have a wedding night in the bridal chamber, in the final analysis, it is not up to you, the mountain lord, to decide with one word. Occupied by the mountain **** master of a lewd temple, it is neither a ghost who occupies the mountain as king, builds a temple and eats the incense of the world, nor is it a former hero like Qiziling Baimao, but a wild cultivator who has been reduced to a ghost. Last year, we began to distribute hero posts widely, inviting heroes from all walks of life to come here to build momentum. Of course, the Shanshen Mansion would not say that it is an obscene temple that has not yet been officially sealed by the court of Yunyan Kingdom. As a result, the female ghost and the white-faced man in the deserted temple were originally

He intends to come here to seek refuge, to find a female official and military commander here, who will only have an iron rice bowl, and at least eat a portion of the imperial food. With such a small amount of land, when traveling at night, I like to put on a parade guard of honor for the emperor's fortune, with long-handled barrier fans, beating gongs and drums, and all kinds of flags and banners collected from nowhere are mixed in, all of which are nonsense, and there is no trace of them. There are rules and etiquette at all, anyway, it's just for fun. It is estimated that I read a few official history books, made a rough record of the big diary, and learned a lot about it. The Shanshen Mansion where fish and dragons are mixed together, singing and singing every night, and guests at the banquet, are in a state of peace

elephant. This group of Qi practitioners just passed by here by chance, at least they don't seem to be looking for faults, or they came here specially to fight the autumn wind. The posture that the well water does not violate the river water. The mountain **** master heard the report, thought for a moment, and used an avoidance formula, but there was a high-sounding reason. Now the mansion is at a critical juncture of "disputing" with the court of the Yunyan Kingdom, and it is not appropriate to go outside the festival

Branches. In fact, how could he dare to negotiate with such a large group of mountain gods for a cross-border certificate? It would be considered polite if the other party didn't call up the temple on the top of the mountain to question the teacher.

The night is bright and beautiful, and the moon is bright with emeralds. The bright moon and the beautiful woman are beautiful, heaven and earth. A young female nun with the best appearance and aura took out a roll of ivory-woven jade-colored ice mat, spread it out on the ground, and sat on the ground. Several male and female monks from other sects, who were about the same age, came here to chat, and the woman whispered to her , the men had nothing to say, and chatted with them about their recent experiences. They would not always travel together in the market, and they would meet and disperse frequently, and they would meet again at a certain time and place. The ascetics who went down the mountain to enter the world, maybe the appearance of twenty-eight beauties, may be as old as a hundred years old. In the world of mortals, whether it is to sharpen the heart of the Tao, or to win over the dignitaries in the court, it is a common thing, see a lot In addition to personnel, affairs and scenery, it seems that everything beyond longevity is fleeting, easy to die

Heart, it seems that there is no other way.

Like the man who is in charge of the law in his own sect, he immediately led the two junior disciples to do the homework of breathing and exhaling, but their minds were not focused on the proper work, and the man had no choice. People who cultivate the Tao don't think much of the beautiful girl and the pretty eyebrows in the eyes of ordinary people. The reason is actually very simple. Just because the eyesight is too good, some flaws in the eyes of Qi practitioners will not be able to cover them up at all. Covering all ugliness is useless for Qi practitioners. If you look closely, you will be judged for your beauty. Another example is that a woman in the city has a slight odor. To a qi practitioner with keen five senses, it is simply stinky.

Daoist couples are more concerned about a "good family match" than the market, and the appearance, identity, and qualifications of men and women are the same.

Chen Pingan stood silently on the top of the mountain, looking at the group of Qi fighters on the adjacent hill.

Xie Gou squatted aside, playing with his ermine hat.

Chen Pingan asked suddenly: "Xie Gou, can you tell fortune tellers?"

Xie Gou grinned and said, "It's fine for the owner of the mountain to call me Gouzi."

Chen Pingan was stunned, who taught you? Is that guy not guilty? The old cook can't do such a thing, who is so holy, so bold, dare to fool Xie Gou like this?

Is it Chen Lingjun again?

Xie Gou was more loyal, and instead of giving the person's name, he helped to speak, laughed and said, "Zou Zi or something, don't they all have the suffix "Zi" added to their surnames."

Chen Pingan asked suspiciously, "Then why isn't it called Xie Zi?"

Xie Gou snorted, "That's right. It doesn't matter, anyway, I think it's very pleasant, and it looks intimate."

Chen Pingan said: "Let's talk about the topic."

Xie Gou said: "I don't know how to tell a fortune teller. I have always had a good life, so I don't need to delve into it."

Chen Pingan nodded.

For fortune-telling, there are many branches, different ways, each with its own merits.

On the top of the mountain, among the techniques of derivation and creation of the great monk, there is a remote method that claims to be the most accurate, but also has the highest threshold.

It is to turn the deduced word "tui" into a real literal meaning.

Chen Pingan has always heard about it, and has seen it several times in books, but has never witnessed it with his own eyes, so he asked the old temple master for advice in the Fuyaolu Dojo. The old temple master sneered at this, telling Da Dayou Chen not to think about eating into a fat man, this brilliant skill is destined to be impossible to learn. Those who are deeply involved in the world, even if they are lucky enough to grasp the fur of this supernatural power, their vision will become more and more chaotic and blurred.

dark.

Deduce the predictor of destiny. The lower the realm, the shallower the path, the more veins you can see, there are countless forks, and the scene on a line becomes more blurred as you go back, and even at some nodes, the scene dissipates directly on the spot.

At that time, the old temple master slapped Chen Ping'an's shoulder and pushed it lightly.

Chen Ping fell far away, dizzy, returned to the original place, curiously asked what the old temple master saw.

The old temple master smiled and said nothing.

Chen Pingan immediately understood that it was purely an itchy hand, and slapped him openly.

The old temple master restrained his smile and said: "For example, Xiao Mo and Bai Jing, not only are they in a higher realm than you, but the two of them are especially hard-working, otherwise they will not live for ten thousand years, so no matter how much you push, they will not be able to push. "

Xie Gou asked, "Did Fellow Daoist Bixiao pass on your formulas?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "It has been passed on, but it takes a lot of spiritual energy to repeat the formula. Not to mention, there is a lot of movement in the small world of the human body. I will engrave it on the leftovers of a pair of chapters."

Xie Gou stretched out his hand and said, "Let me take a look."

Chen Ping took out the seal engraved with the content of the Dao Jue from his sleeve, Xie Gou took it, glanced at it, and threw it back to the Mountain Lord.

Chen Ping put it back in his sleeve and asked, "The threshold is relatively high, so it's not easy to learn?"

Even if there is a Daoist who carries the divinity, as the basis of intensive study of this technique, Chen Pingan can only say that he has learned a little bit, and it is far from the realm of entering the room, and it cannot be counted. Previously, I used Qingyang and Xianzao to test their skills a few times. Indeed, as the old temple master said, relying on the disparity between the two sides, they could only push Xianzao a little, and foresaw her reunion with Xiao Xing in the world of mind. , only this line

, Hundreds of "Xianzao" stand on this long golden line, with clear veins. On the other hand, looking at Qingyang and cardamom, they can't see the long-term.

As for Fan Tong and Xie Sanniang, more than a dozen silk threads spread out, and the relationship between them and the veins is like the relationship between an ancestral mountain and side branch dragon veins.

The two relatively solid golden long lines may represent their two different destinies, and one goes directly to the mountain temple here.

One, however, spread to Zhao Tieyan, Jianxiu and the others at present, intertwined, as if tied in a knot, and finally Fan, Xie and his wife died!

That's why Chen Pingan first chose to enter the game in person, took them with him, and then gave them three fairy coins, slowed down, and waited here for the scene where the two of them seemed to be "connecting with each other".

Chen Pingan was waiting for someone and something. Waiting for immortals, gods, ghosts, demons, people, they all gather here. When deriving the warrior Fan Tong and the female ghost Xie Shi, Chen Pingan saw some blurred pictures, for example, a Qi trainer named Chu Xi who later became famous, saw the little woman and recognized it as a wandering and innocent woman. Yiyi's lonely ghost, with no background. It is estimated that she was able to maintain a little bit of immortality, relying on a villain who was obsessed with color by her side to replenish her yang energy. There is also a monk named Kuang Kui, relying on his family education and a little bit of qi-watching techniques,

In fact, I can see that the female ghost woman has some signs of turning from turbid to clear...

After that, Chen Pingan did not deduce the fortune-telling trend of Fan and Xie's couple. After all, fortune-telling should not be done too frequently, as it is easy to miscalculate fortunes.

Xie Gou glanced at the mountain master.

Usually, he is so smart, he thinks about things, and his whole body is full of eyes, but when it comes to spiritual practice, his brain doesn't work.

Chen Ping silently chewed a piece of licorice that had been dusted off.

He's always like that, likes to meddle in his own business.

Maybe it's because he doesn't have a youthful attitude, so he especially likes the kind of youthful people.

I remember that Chen Pingan and Qiziling Baimao met for the first time on the top of Pomo Peak in the Hehuan Mountain boundary. At that time, there were sneaky people with ulterior motives on the mountain.

Afterwards, Zhang Yujiao, a swordsman from Tiancao County, and a pair of young girls from the Jinque School, who favored Qingfeng Jinlu, came hand in hand. The moment they appeared on the stage, Palace Master Bai was terrified.

The juvenile sword fairy who was lofty in the eyes of Yamazawa Yexiu cooperated with the girl's supernatural powers to slash and slash again and again, without any fault.

As a monk, he slays demons and eliminates demons upright, but that's all.

That kind of young man is full of spirits and doesn't need to speak.

Don't look at the reunion in the capital of Qingxing Kingdom last time, Chen Pingan and Zhang Yujiao looked like strangers, and it was estimated that they would have to make an impression of arrogance on the young man's side.

But on the top of his own mountain, when he was talking about the Jianghu affairs with Yu Xuan, Chen Pingan specifically mentioned this matter, and he was not stingy with complimenting the young sword cultivator. When Chen Pingan talked about that young man almost in front of his own face, he said that if he saw that Chen Jianxian in the future, he would not be worthy to lift the shoes for him, but he added that he would not lift the shoes either. Implicit

, admiration is admiration, and I will never pretend to be hypocritical, intentionally inferior, and try to please others.

Hearing this anecdote, Master Yu couldn't help laughing, nodded his beard, and gave a comment, that's what a young man should be.

Chen Pingan squatted down, subconsciously biting his fingers when he was thinking about something.

Xie Gou roughly guessed the intention of his mountain master, hesitated again and again, but couldn't help asking: "What are you thinking about?"

Chen Pingan said softly: "Think about some things that I have been thinking about for many years but can't understand."

Xie Gou asked curiously, "Give me an example."

Chen Pingan slowly said: "For example, the female ghost in a wedding dress, Shu Jianhu, a martial artist named Master Huang, a certain truth that a certain city **** said."

Xie Gou said: "Since you can't figure it out, then don't even think about it."

Chen Pingan said calmly: "There is only one way to walk in the back alleys at night, and you can't get around it. If your eyes are darkened, you can only encounter thieves and kill them, otherwise this road will not pass."

Xie Gou sighed, "You scholars, you just like to dig into the horns of the dead." Chen Pingan murmured: "Once upon a time there was a swordsman with a sword who told a short story with the straw-sandal boy."