Sword of Coming

On the banks of the Huangtingguo River with its source in Dali, Chen Ping'an caught an unexpected large herring, and the girl in pink skirt cooked a pot of delicious fish soup.

One person, two monsters and three guys started chatting after eating and drinking.

Chen Ping'an asked them if it was really useful to drink the dew from the fairy's dining room to absorb the evil spirit and the essence of the sun and the moon as mentioned in the book.

The girl in the pink skirt who turned out to be a fire python nodded vigorously.

"Better than nothing, very useful."

The boy in green bent down and fiddled with the water, while shaking his head and said: "We, the dragons, still have to rely on the mountains to feed on the mountains and water. Melting the roots of the mountains and swallowing the water is the foundation of the great road. Those other vain people are nothing. mean."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Since it is still of some use, why not make good use of it? You both want to turn into a dragon. In the future, you must try your best to choose a large river that is more than ten thousand miles long, walk through the water and the sea, and finally become a true dragon. , to be considered enlightened. Shouldn’t we practice more diligently?”

The boy in green gently threw the last stone, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Practice depends on talent, not hard work."

Chen Pingan asked again: "If you have talent, shouldn't you work harder?"

The kid in green clothes was stunned for a moment, then pretended to be dead and said: "Master, I suddenly have a headache. It may be due to the cold and humidity. I'm going to sleep."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You are a water snake..."

The boy in green clothes jumped into the river, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

A huge water snake wanders freely in the muddy river bottom, like a monarch inspecting the country.

The girl in the pink skirt whispered: "Master, he is just lazy. But his qualifications and background are better than mine, and his body is inherently stronger. Even if I train hard for two or three hundred years more, I still can't compare to him."

Chen Pingan comforted: "Then don't compare with him, compare with yourself first, and strive to be better than yesterday and tomorrow to be better than today."

She immediately became more motivated and said, "Master is right!"

The girl in the pink skirt said sincerely: "No wonder the master is only in the second level of martial arts, but he still practices boxing so diligently and refuses to slack off at all. It turns out that the stupid bird flew first..."

At this point, the girl in the pink skirt quickly covered her mouth.

Too many words lead to mistakes.

Chen Pingan was amused, "You are right, I am indeed stupid, so I have to work harder."

Then Chen Ping'an started walking along the river bank.

Even a girl with a calm temperament and a pink skirt seems a bit boring after watching it so many times.

A few days later, Chen Pingan slowly climbed the mountain with a bamboo stick. During this period, he solemnly grabbed a handful of soil and carefully put it into a small cotton bag that he had prepared long ago. The bags of soil of various colors were accumulated together. , gradually became the heaviest weight in the backpack. The boy in green clothes and the girl in pink skirt both tacitly agreed not to ask about this, just treating it as some ulterior secret of spiritual practice.

At first, the boy in Tsing Yi felt that he didn’t have to lead the way with his own body, and it was very leisurely and comfortable. However, after walking so slowly for a long time, he inevitably became a little bored. However, he did not dare to point fingers at his master’s itinerary, so he had no choice but to find something to say: “Master, before Passing by that county town, why don't we spend money to be more generous? I don't have much money left, but I have money, so don't be afraid of lavish spending. Even if I spend all my money now, I just need to find a river, You can fish out some treasures soon, and it’s all money.”

Chen Ping'an said: "I heard people say that practicing cultivation consumes the most gold and silver..."

The boy in green immediately changed his words and said: "Master, I am a pauper, and I was bragging to you just now!"

In order not to listen to Chen Ping'an's muddy truth that a little adds up to a big thing, he would resort to any means.

After all, the boy in green couldn't bear the loneliness. After Chen Ping'an fell silent, he took the initiative to persuade him: "Master, I'm not telling you, we are practicing, just to come back after all the money has been spent. If we don't agree with each other, Killing all over the place, how many heroes and heroes, how extraordinary spirit? This is not for the sake of being a coward, a coward, a petty person..."

Chen Ping'an didn't refute anything, just walked slowly on the mountain road.

Different.

Even if we are walking on the same road, we will definitely part ways somewhere one day.

This is one of Chen Pingan's greatest insights when he went out to escort Li Baoping and others to study abroad.

On the border between Huang Tingguo and Dali, Chen Pingan encountered a huge phenomenon of trembling mountains and earthquakes. On the top of a mountain, he saw dust rising somewhere in the distance. For this reason, Chen Pingan specially dragged them there. I went there and saw a human tragedy in this small town of Huangting. The city walls, houses and temples collapsed countless times. Almost half of the people in the city were dressed in plain clothes. Every household was in mourning. Taoist priests, old and young, kept coming in and out, and their footsteps were hurried. , there are both the compassionate look of a young Taoist boy, and the joyful expression of an old Taoist man who has money in hand and a bulging pocket, all kinds of expressions of life.

Fortunately, the order in the city was not in chaos. Chen Pingan only ran into a group of local gangsters who wanted to humiliate a young brother and sister whose parents had just died in a vision. Chen Pingan stopped them and prevented them from abducting the girl and selling her body. The group was just taking advantage of the situation to rob them, and they didn't take any responsibility at all. After punching and kicking Chen Ping'an to repel the two of them, they ran away angrily.

Chen Ping'an left twenty taels of silver for his poor brother and sister and left. Finally, he stopped at a Wusheng Temple that no one cared about, and found that this small temple, which gave people a weak feeling, actually stood firm during the earthquake without any damage.

A painted clay statue of a martial sage, standing high above, with a long beard and an angry look at the world.

The boy in green just glanced at the statue of Wu Sheng and saw through the mystery, "The incense here is unclean, the place is small, and the amount of incense is obviously not enough. If you don't have enough food, you will starve to death. This is true for both humans and gods, so the gods who are here have to wait for a long time." It’s gone, so naturally we can’t protect the county, and we can only barely maintain the peace of this three-acre area.”

The girl in the pink skirt did not have the eyesight and experience of the boy in blue, and her mind was more pure and flawless. Instead, she bowed respectfully to the statue of the Martial Saint. Then she saw that Chen Pingan had begun to clean the floor, so she helped wipe the dust on the altar. ,

The boy in green didn't dare to ridicule his master, so he could only sneer at her: "You are a fire python who has read a few books, how can you be close to such a god? Besides, the war that affected the entire world was such a big change. , as members of the dragon, we are real traitors. Fortunately, this little god is no longer here, otherwise your worship will definitely be regarded as a provocation, and maybe the god master will come out of his body and use his golden body. His posture wanders around the world, and then he punches you in the head, bang, wow, I will definitely clap my hands when the time comes."

Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Why are you dragons traitors?"

The boy in green knew he had made a mistake, so he quickly shut up and shook his head vigorously.

The girl in the pink skirt even covered her mouth with her hands and looked pitifully at Chen Pingan, with a cute look like "Master, please don't ask me, I don't dare to tell you even if I know."

The sky was covered with fire clouds. Chen Pingan and the girl in pink skirt then started to light a fire in the temple to cook. The boy in Tsing Yi was bored waiting for the meal and walked up and down the high threshold. He suddenly jumped down and walked down quickly. Walking up the steps, he walked up to a pair of brothers and sisters, moistened his throat, and said with dignity: "But if you have something to do with my master? Tell me, what's the matter? If you think that I can help you more, I advise you to go home quickly. If... …”

The little boy in green looked at the young girl with a smile. She was dressed in a shabby way, and she was from the same family as her master. She was just a middle-aged girl, but she had a good figure, and she had the charm of a plump woman at a young age. , how rare it is. The boy in Tsing Yi suppressed his smile and continued to talk nonsense seriously: "If you feel that it is difficult to repay your life-saving kindness, and someone wants to recommend themselves to my master, I will help you report it..."

The older boy looked gloomy and was about to turn around angrily, but the girl gently pulled his sleeve. Only then did he realize that the benefactor had already walked out of the Wusheng Temple. After giving the boy in green a chestnut, he apologized: "Don't take it seriously, he He just likes to joke and scare people.”

The girl said shyly: "It doesn't matter, my brother and I won't take it seriously."

It turned out that the brother and sister brought some food. After Chen Ping'an took it, both parties were not good at words. The boy went back quickly, and the girl gave her a shabby wish, and then said goodbye to her unexpected benefactor.

Chen Ping'an sighed and walked back to Wusheng Temple. When he saw the boy in Tsing Yi jumping on the threshold, he said softly: "I know you don't have bad intentions, but in the future, it is not right to talk to everyone. Some unintentional words, It will hurt people, and some people will remember it for many years.”

The boy in green's dark blue eyes, which were full of strangeness upon closer inspection, showed a little impatience, but he concealed it very well. He lowered his head and said "Oh," but there was nothing more to say.

Chen Ping'an said nothing more and sat in the Wusheng Temple practicing sword furnace and setting up stakes.

Gu Can, who lives at one end of Mubo Alley, has memorized countless "enemies" at a young age. When he and Chen Pingan get along in private, Gu Can always gnashes his teeth and becomes murderous when talking about those guys. When the children are a little older, they already have the idea of ​​​​excavating other people's ancestral graves secretly.

It's hard to tell clearly what is right and wrong here.

But according to Master Wen Sheng, if we put it in order, many of Gu Can's knots actually originated from those cynicisms that seemed to add up to less than one or two levels.

The boy in Tsing Yi looked at the girl in pink skirt who was busy in the house and Chen Ping'an who was condensing his energy. He hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed the words back in his stomach. However, he seemed to be a little depressed and was wandering around on the threshold. A little more hastily, and finally he felt that he couldn't vomit and was unhappy. He nailed his feet on the threshold, and his short body swayed like a swing. He fell into the temple, then leaned back outside the temple, and said to Chen Ping'an: "That shabby alley The young man is so ungrateful that he can't stand even one or two jokes, so he'll die! He has no great ability, and his ambition is as high as the sky. He deserves to suffer all his life!"

Chen Ping'an was still sitting on the ground, practicing the sword furnace with his eyes closed, not listening, asking or saying anything.

The boy in Tsing Yi was silent for a moment, with a low voice, and a pair of deep eyes filled with cold water mist, staring at Chen Pingan, trying his best to use a joking tone and saying: "Master, when we come out to hang out, we have to help our relatives and not take care of them, so that we can eat Dexiang can get along well. What's more, I don't care much about their brother and sister. The master owes such a great favor to them. They are also brother and sister, and the younger sister is a sensible person. As for the reason why the young man showed anger on his face, on the one hand, he felt that I I molested his sister, and I caused him to lose face. In fact, it was more because of his inferiority complex, because he knew in his heart that he was a waste. Even if he wasn't in troubled times, he still couldn't protect his sister. If such a person appears again in the future, If you are so stubborn and unwilling to bow your head, you will only suffer greater losses in the future, so sir, I am doing this for the sake of the two brothers and sisters."

Chen Pingan opened his eyes, and after thinking carefully in his mind, he nodded, and then said slowly: "What you said is not wrong, but there are rights and wrongs in order. You can't use a later right to deny the previous right. Wrong is more important. That’s true.”

The boy in green clenches his fists in his sleeves, and his eyebrows are downcast, as if he is afraid that his inner thoughts will be revealed, and Chen Ping'an will see through the "well" what's going on in his inner lake, which is worth more than one person in Yujiang and more than ten thousand people. After attaining the Tao of Water Demon, he felt the anger burning in his heart. He wished he could punch that boring "own master" to death, and then eat the fire python in one bite to replenish his cultivation and become a stepping stone for him to reach the sky.

The boy in green turned around, jumped off the threshold, and said with a smile: "Master, I'm going to apologize."

Laughter has spread to Wusheng Temple, but the kid in green with his back to the temple has a murderous look on his face.

After the boy in green clothes left, the girl in pink skirt timidly said: "Master, he is really angry. If he is in Yujiang, according to his character, the water may flood both sides. According to the records of county and county records, this In the past few hundred years, there have been many 'natural disasters' caused by flooding, but instead of suppressing them, the Yujiang Water God would actually add fuel to the flames."

Chen Pingan touched her head and said, "Since you don't want to listen, just don't reason with him in the future."

When Chen Ping'an said he would no longer be reasonable, he really meant that he would no longer talk to the boy in Tsing Yi about these boring things.

I thought that we would be together all the way and the relationship would become closer, so Chen Pingan was willing to talk a little bit. Since he didn't like to hear it, Chen Pingan would never ask for trouble and just go back to the starting point. From now on, as long as the boy in Tsing Yi doesn't do anything beyond Chen Pingan Let everything go as it is, just like today's trivial matter. If at the beginning of their acquaintance, Chen Pingan would definitely have looked on coldly. How could he say these inner thoughts? Chen Pingan and Cui Dongshan have walked such a long way, and they talked about it again. How many?

The girl in pink skirt looked innocent, "Master, you can tell me, I like to hear this."

Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly, "You must tell me if I'm wrong."

At this moment, she suddenly had a sudden inspiration and blurted out: "As soon as the master's sequence was explained, it suddenly dawned on her. You are absolutely right!"

She quickly blushed and quickly declared: "Master, I am not imitating him or flattering him!"

Chen Ping'an looked at the heat and saw that the rice was about to be cooked. The girl in pink skirt said angrily: "Master, we won't leave it for him and let him starve. Master wants to do his best, but he still gets angry! If it's not the real body, Detained in that inkstone, he will really take action against me today, I was almost scared to death just now."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said with a smile: "That's not possible, I still have to keep the food."

The girl in pink skirt smiled brightly and said: "I listen to the master."

Chen Pingan rubbed her little head.

Of course, the boy in green didn't go to apologize to the ants. He couldn't bear to slap his brother and sister into a pulp, and he was already the prime minister.

The boy in green clasped his hands behind his back and walked away from the Wusheng Temple. He jumped on the ridge of a roof with his toes. His short figure turned into a line of light blue smoke and flew away outside the city. He quickly rose up for the last time and rushed into the sky, creating an extremely small figure in the sky. With a huge arc, it fell behind a deep mountain. The water snake, which had regained its true form, crashed onto the ground. The vibration was so great that even the county seat could feel the clear tremors.

The water snake twisted its huge body all the way. Where it passed, trees collapsed and rocks rolled. Then it went upstream along a stream with splashes of water. Finally, it came to a gray-white cliff that looked like a single branch. Its body circled the cliff and circled up, like its head. After reaching the top of the cliff, his tail was still resting on the bottom of the cliff.

All the few trees on the cliff were smashed and rolled down.

The water snake, dressed in violent arrogance, kept increasing its strength, and finally squeezed the entire cliff to the point of breaking it.

Only then did he regain his true form in the dust that covered the sky and the sun, and slowly walked down the mountain, walking as fast as flying and as fast as thunder.

The boy in green clothes didn't know everything he did, but it all fell into the eyes of the two of them. On a hilltop a hundred miles away, the old man in scholar's clothes stood in the wind, holding an inkstone in his hand where the old dragon was sleeping soundly and shouting tiredly. , is the old minister of Huangting Kingdom, or the only remaining member of the ancient Shu Kingdom.

After Lao Jiao first obtained the golden words in the palm of Wen Sheng, he reached a secret agreement with the Great Li State Master. After sending the young Cui Han to the territory of the Sui Dynasty, the old man began to return to the territory of Huang Ting Kingdom and secretly captured him. All the evil dragons were imprisoned in the inkstone. He really used his great supernatural power to scrape the ground three feet and dive into the water thousands of feet. Except for the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt who Cui Han captured personally, there are now more than ten small things in the inkstone. Swim in it.

At this moment, standing next to the old man is a hunchbacked old woman with a bulging back. She is actually a red snake that grew up in the mountains. After getting an opportunity to practice, she practiced hard for another five hundred years before reaching her current situation. She has just reached the seventh level of cultivation. Because this time the old man found the hiding place, he directly dug into the mountain a hundred feet deep, and found out the old woman's true identity. She had to live with others, but she surrendered to the famous old man in scholar's shirt. The old woman just felt that she was not happy enough, and You won't feel wronged and useless.

The old man asked calmly: "What do you think?"

The old woman respectfully replied: "Ancestor, this water snake is still naughty in nature, but his bloodline makes even me a little envious."

The old man nodded and said: "My background is acceptable, but it's a pity that my talent is dull, my temperament is unstable, and I can't put it to good use. I wasted a secret opportunity to shed my skin."

The old woman was shocked and didn't know why the old man said this.

The two people were at the top and bottom of the abandoned Wusheng Temple in the previous county town, high in the sky. The old Jiao could see clearly using the technique of holding water in one hand and looking at the sky and the earth.

If the boy in Tsing Yi dares to attack Chen Ping'an, even if it is just a provocation, he will die instantly, and Lao Jiao will never be merciful.

In fact, the old Jiao has some innate dislike for the little boy in Tsing Yi. It has nothing to do with his temperament. It is purely a conflict of blood. Among the many evil species of Jiao dragons in the world, the boy in Tsing Yi often practices fast and is quite unique. However, he is the most Being rejected by a real dragon is like an illegitimate child emerging from a middle-class family, but he has achieved a neither high nor low status as a scholar. He has no great potential, but is an eyesore.

The old woman was of low moral character and had a narrow vision, but she did not see any bright spots.

As for the bad temper of the water snake, the old woman wouldn't think it was a big mistake. The reason why her back was bulging was because she was still weak after she first awakened. She was once captured by a snake catcher in the mountains and was injured by that person during the fight. After she found the descendants of the snake catcher, a bloody revenge that was more than two hundred years late, a middle-level family member in the county. The whole family died violently overnight. No matter whether women, children, old or young, they could not escape the disaster, and their incense was completely cut off.

The old woman still felt upset afterwards, and she only regretted that the snake catcher was not a spiritual practitioner, otherwise he would have to taste the feeling of life being worse than death.

Therefore, the water snake was able to hold back from the beginning to the end. Facing the poor young man with mother-in-law and mother-in-law, the boy in green didn't say a single bad word to him at that time. He went deep into the barren mountains and wild ridges before he started to unleash his sinister murderous intent. In the eyes of the old woman, this was considered as a way of cultivating his mind and cultivating his character. His skills are quite impressive.

The old man shook his head, "You are worse than that little water snake, and you are worse than a little python in understanding and wisdom. You are far behind."

The old woman panicked.

He was afraid that if the old man was unhappy, he would kill him.

After all, along this journey, it is not that there are blind people of the same kind who are unwilling to accept restraints. Without exception, they are all killed by the old man. After death, all the essence and souls have no way to escape. They are all snatched and integrated into the ancient inkstone, and they become Just a thin layer of "light ink".

The old man sighed: "On the road, everyone is vying to be first, but one step is slow and the other is slow. Maybe others have been dozing off and lazy, but their realm is still advancing rapidly. You work hard day and night, but in the end you are still a waste. Cultivation is so helpless."

The old woman quickly rectified the situation and said: "Ancestor, is that young master so amazing?"

The old man laughed and said: "It's not that the young man himself is so powerful, but the young man who leads the way is so amazing. If the young man is just a young man, no matter how hard he works, his martial arts realm will still not be too high. He will probably reach the sixth and seventh realms if he dies. Appearance, nothing more.”

Walking the river and turning into a dragon, entering the sea and becoming a dragon are two great trials that dragons dream of. During this process, it must be extremely ups and downs and arduous, and it must be bloody and bloody. It must also endure the torment of rebirth, and the shedding of the skin that has climbed up before. It is a small molt, which occurs many times. Only after two molts will it be known as a "big molt".

The old man walked against the wind and walked out of the top of the mountain step by step. The old woman had to show her true body to follow. A seven to eight-foot red snake was shaking its tail next to the old man in a scholar's shirt.

The old Jiao smiled and said: "I'm not saying that the young man's path must be the right one. It may be a road leading to the sky, or it may be a dead end road with no great future. But having said that, even if it is a dead end road, it is still a dead end road. It's definitely enough to turn that little water snake into a dragon. It's a pity that I don't know the blessings in the midst of blessings and I have to die. No wonder God doesn't reward me with food, but I just reward him and I can't hold on to my job."

Chi Lian Shekou said, "Our ancestors have profound cultivation. We have already seen the changes in mountains and rivers, and the vicissitudes of the sea. Our vision is naturally far-reaching. We only need to follow the instructions of our ancestors and we will be satisfied. For us, this is already a day." What a great blessing."

The old man in Confucian shirt smiled but said nothing.

In fact, there were many more things to say. Lao Jiao did not reveal the secret to this red snake, and even deliberately said some words that violated his identity.

The young man's martial arts talent is indeed not outstanding, but the little guy named Chen Ping'an, Lao Jiao is by no means as "inconspicuous" as he said. He first met the group of traveling students in his own residence. At that time, Lao Jiao used his supernatural power to take a first look at home. Chen Pingan was the last person to fall into the eyes of the law. But as he looked, Lao Jiao discovered that everyone was surrounding Chen Pingan, not just his words and deeds. That’s all.

Rather, it is a mysterious and mysterious momentum.

In that rainy night, there were the rich and beautiful boy in white, the little girl in the red cotton-padded jacket carrying a small bookcase, the indifferent boy who was already on the path of spiritual practice, the slender girl with excellent bones, the secretive cultivation and the aura of a dragon. A more obscure tall boy, a tough-headed child.

It was clear that the last one was the straw-shoe boy holding a hatchet and leading the way. At first glance, he seemed to be the most inconspicuous existence.

But the old dragon looked at it over and over again, and saw that something was very unusual.

It is like the stars arching over the moon, and like the mountain peaks worshiping the great mountain.

The young man took the lead, as if to say that you can just follow behind.

Because the sky is big and the earth is big, I have already shouldered it.

After the boy in Tsing Yi returned to Wusheng Temple, he regained his playful and smiling character, and Chen Pingan still treated him with a normal attitude.

At first, the boy in Tsing Yi was a little worried that Chen Pingan would go back on his word and ignore the two snake gallstones he had promised him. After testing it twice, and getting the accurate answer, the boy in Tsing Yi felt a little relieved. But in the process of getting along with him after that, Even if there was nothing unusual about Chen Pingan, he would continue to let him punch when he needed to hone his martial arts, and let him reveal his true form when it was time to ride and ride. Chen Pingan was still helpless and not tired of his behavior and unreasonable behavior.

But the boy in green clothes always felt that something was missing. What it was, he couldn't explain why.

As the distance from the master's hometown gets closer and closer, the boy in green clothes only knows that the girl in pink skirt is getting happier and happier, which makes him more and more unhappy.

So after he officially entered the Dali Kingdom after crossing the mountains and ridges, the boy in Tsing Yi used a trump card.

At dusk, on a cliff path that had been abandoned for countless years, the three of them lit a fire and rested in a slightly spacious cave. He carefully took out a large porcelain bowl from the square object, with half a bowl of water in it. , filled with aura, different from ordinary rootless water in the world.

The girl in the pink skirt blinked her watery eyes, and immediately saw the doorway, but she was too embarrassed to go over and take a closer look. Fortunately, the kid in green clothes was already holding the bowl with both hands, and came to sit down next to Chen Pingan, mysteriously Xi said: "Master, let me show you something good. It's almost time. There's still a quarter of an hour left."

The boy in green turned his head and grinned at the girl in pink skirt, and stretched out his palm, "I still have five bowls of this water, from five different immortal family mansions, including a handful from Zhengyang Mountain's Rolling Thunder Pond. Water, do you know how much it cost me? It’s not even enough to sell you silly girl. When I was at most, I had seven big bowls! Of course, you are a fire python. Similar objects should be a piece of special firewood, a piece of water, etc. Incense sticks are fine, but you must not have any of them, right?"

Chen Pingan looked at the arrogant boy in green and the ashamed girl in pink skirt, and asked, "What can you see through this small bowl of water?"

The boy in green just grinned, deliberately showing off.

The girl in the pink skirt explained in a low voice: "Master, I saw in the reading notes of some predecessors in the library that practicing mountain cultivation requires too much money. Many immortal sects make money in a wise manner and open some interesting scenes to the outside world, such as It talks about the wonders of some sects that can be encountered but not sought, as well as the daily life of some famous monastic geniuses, or the air-control style of some elders. Outsiders can see it from thousands of miles away without going to the mountains of those sects. , save worry and effort, well, it doesn’t save any money at all.”

The girl in the pink skirt was mumbling, but she was secretly looking at the bowl of water. Her eyes were full of envy. She twirled her fingers and said softly: "Master, this kind of thing is really magical. It needs those immortals to come up with it first." Some small things that connect the landscape and destiny, such as a small piece of stone carved out of the screen wall, the beautiful trees cut down inside the mountain gate, or the water from the deep pool of Zhengyang Mountain carried in the white bowl, are full of strange scenery. Before the object is opened to the public, a line of text will appear to remind buyers that it is up to the buyer to decide whether he is willing to consume the object's spiritual energy to view it from a distance. If he is willing, he only needs to inject a little spiritual energy to pass through the opponent's sect. The activated magical power allows buyers to see many pictures displayed in the text, which is very interesting!"

The girl in the pink skirt became more and more disappointed as she talked, "After I saw it in my notes in the early years, I once begged Mr. Cao of Zhilan to help me find a piece of wood like this with a lot of money. However, after I gave them the benefit early as agreed, Mr. Cao kept trying to prevaricate me. , I gave various excuses to delay, and in the end I was embarrassed to speak again and just pretended that it didn’t happen.”

The boy in Tsing Yi said proudly: "That's because you have low abilities. If it were me, do you think the Zhilan Cao family would dare to accept money and not work?"

Her face turned gloomy.

Chen Pingan patted her maid's bun and comforted her softly: "Suffering a loss is a blessing. Eat the loss first. Believe that you won't always suffer a loss in the future."

The girl in pink skirt raised her head, nodded and smiled.

The kid in green rolled his eyes, one big one and one small one were fools.

After a moment, he said in surprise: "The show is about to begin!"

The clear water in the bowl ripples.

The kid in green clothes snapped his fingers, and the water slowly rose from the bowl into the air, gushing like spring water, and finally turned into a water curtain as big as a landscape painting.

Above the water curtain scroll, a towering mountain peak appeared first, surrounded by peaks.

Then a woman in white came flying through the air with a sword. Her beautiful figure appeared in the scroll without warning. A simple gourd was tied around the woman's waist, and she flew up to the top of the mountain with a flying sword. At first, she was no more than a grain of rice in the water curtain. The small figure gradually turned into a palm-height little man with a cold face and an unearthly temperament.

There is still a short distance from the top of the mountain. The sword energy condenses into essence, which looks like clouds but not clouds, like fog but not mist. It is weird, magical and wonderful. The female immortal no longer climbs up with the sword, but stands on the flying sword and starts to look at the sword energy. The abundant sword meaning contained in it, even though it is thousands of miles away, separated by this water curtain scroll, the sword meaning on the top of the mountain contains various long-lasting meanings, it still hits us, either ancient and vicissitudes, or full of vitality like a rising sun rising into the sea. Or densely clustered like a pouring rain.

The boy in green didn't pay attention to those messy swordsmanship. He just drooled at the sword-wielding woman, stared at her, and said with a sly smile: "This Fairy Su Jia of Zhengyang Mountain, I have a favorite. , ranked only after a fairy. Take a look, with this figure and temperament, my water god brother is extremely vulgar. Although he also admires Fairy Su Jia, he still likes fairies with plumper bodies. Carnivores are despicable. Sages speak, It just hits the nail on the head.”

With a twist of his finger, he slightly reversed the direction of the picture, turning it into the back of Su Jia in Zhengyang Mountain. Then he gently grabbed it, and the fairy's back suddenly expanded. The boy in green giggled, stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth, and wished he could wipe his entire face. Sticking it on Su Jia's back, if there were no outsiders present, he would have done this long ago.

The boy in Tsing Yi said with joy: "But my number one sweetheart is Taoist Aunt He Xiaoliang! She is a fairy among fairies, a fairy among fairies. If she touches her little hand for me, I will live for a hundred years, and I will never lie. If anyone can help me introduce him and let me say a word to He Xiaoliang, I can treat him as his son or grandson..."

Chen Pingan looked at the kendo spirit that turned into clouds. No matter how hard he looked, he felt that there were many things, but he could not see the real clues. Chen Pingan quickly put away his thoughts, hoping to find a figure in the water curtain. The mountain-moving ape who committed crimes in his hometown town was the only one in the picture. If I remember correctly, the guy named Liu Baqiao in Fengleiyuan had been secretly in love with Su Jia?

After a stick of incense, the water curtain faded, became blurred, condensed and fell, and finally turned into a small bowl of clear water again.

But the water level in the bowl has obviously dropped a bit.

The boy in green put away the white bowl and water, rubbed his hands and walked around, laughing and saying: "This time, because there is a scene of sword energy on the top of Zhengyang Mountain, it costs a lot of money, but it is definitely not a loss! I have been away so many times before Looking at the various scenery of Zhengyang Mountain, Fairy Su Jia has only seen a few glimpses. This time... tsk tsk, Fairy Su Jia never thought that she was a good childbearer. How could you tell before..."

Chen Ping'an stood up silently and walked to the plank road outside the cave. The mountain wind whistled past, causing his clothes to flutter and fall down.

However, now that he has solid cultivation in the second realm, coupled with the fact that he has climbed mountains and ridges again and again, and collected soil into bags again and again, Chen Ping'an is as motionless as a mountain at this moment, and vaguely, as if he has become one with the steep mountain wall behind him. .

Chen Pingan suddenly said in surprise: "It's snowing!"

He stretched out his hand, waiting for the heavy snow to fall on his palm. He kept this posture, but suddenly turned his head and announced the good news happily to the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt: "Come and see, it's snowing!"

A heavy snowfall came unexpectedly.

At the end of this year, the twenty-four solar terms of the year have passed one after another. Even on the way back home for the three of them, in the light snow season, there is only wind and rain.

But today happens to be the heavy snow season, and there is really heavy snow.

After Chen Pingan greeted them, he continued to reach out to catch the snowflakes, raised his head, and murmured happily: "It's snowing, it's snowing."

The girl in the pink skirt had never seen such a happy master before. She jumped happily and walked towards him.

The boy in Tsing Yi had never seen such a childish guy. He stayed where he was, muttering, feeling that life was so boring.