Sword of Coming

Sure enough, before dark, Chen Ping'an got the exact information about Chenchen Pharmacy. In addition to the inner city address, the shop owner's surname was Zheng. The shop is the ancestral property of the Fan family, one of the five major surnames in Old Dragon City. Shopkeeper Zheng has a northern Dali accent. On the surface, he seems to have a vulgar temperament, loves beauty, and spends his days guarding alley shops, eating and waiting to die. In fact, this person has entered the Fan Mansion twice. The Fan family attaches great importance to him. It is very likely that he is the martial arts master of Fan Gaoshui, the direct grandson of the Fan family. Master, as for the painting of this person's appearance, we won't be able to get it until tomorrow.

Chen Ping'an looked weird, so there was no need to guess that it was Zheng Dafeng, the gatekeeper of his hometown town. As for the Fan family being more polite than Zheng Dafeng, Chen Pingan was not surprised. For a man who often asked for gold and copper coins from his handbags, no matter how ungrateful he looked, his true identity was certainly not simple. Otherwise, Old Man Yang would not let him help him get rid of the Eight Liang Talisman of True Qi.

In addition, Sun Jiashu also brought the detailed files of the Shangui and Guihua Island ferries, saying that he wanted Chen Ping'an to know more about the inside story of the waterway. Cross-continental sailing is millions of miles, and the wind and clouds are unpredictable. Little things. The ferry contained a hastily written letter from Sun Jiashu, which roughly means: On this trip to Daoxuanshan, you, Chen Ping'an, will take my Sun family's ferry, but I don't know the advantages and disadvantages of the Guihua Island ferry compared to Shangui. Let me make everything clear to you.

This seems to be a lot of things, and it is easy to make things superfluous, but after Chen Pingan read the letter, after thinking about it for a while, he admired Sun Jiashu's way of doing business. Putting himself in his shoes, if he were a merchant whose goods needed to be transferred in Old Dragon City, he would also be willing to cooperate with such a Sun family.

But Chen Pingan had a misunderstanding, that is, the Sun family of Old Longcheng, which was very stubborn in business, relied on the reputation accumulated from generation to generation, rather than family wealth, and always chose others to become family business partners. Not just anyone who wants to do business with the Sun family can do it, even if the other party is extremely wealthy.

The Sun family has as many strange family rules as the Fu family has weird people and weirdos.

After breaking through the four realms, looking for a medicine shop, picking up a ferry, and going to three big and small things in succession, Chen Pingan had dinner. The hard seafood dish at noon was replaced by a soup made with delicacies from the mountains and rivers. Chen Pingan ate very happily now. , chopsticks flew off the table, and it was rare to feel very full after a rare meal. Chen Pingan took a walk along the river bank. The sun set and the scenery was pleasant. Chen Pingan felt that this was his blessed land. If there is another chance in the future, he would definitely come back.

Chen Ping'an suddenly became interested in fishing, so he ran back to Sun's ancestral house and asked an old housekeeper if he had any fishing rods, how the fish were doing recently, whether there were any big things in the river, and whether he needed to make a nest. The old man was familiar with this. He explained everything with a smile, and then personally helped Chen Pingan get ready. The two went to the fishing spot by the river together. The old housekeeper heard that Chen Pingan would be fishing very late at night, so he wanted to help the distinguished guest build a tent near the water. , Chen Pingan is not particular about food, clothing, housing and transportation when he is poor. He has never had any requirements for food, clothing, housing and transportation. Naturally, he didn't want to nod in agreement, and the old man didn't force himself and left slowly.

Chen Pingan was not in a hurry to throw the pole, so he began to practice walking back and forth by the river. After walking for an hour, he stood by the river for another hour setting up stakes. Then he started fishing at night. Chen Pingan closed his eyes and started fishing casually. Throwing the rod, the bait clanked into the water.

The breeze blows the rape flowers, and the stamens tremble.

The river flows slowly, flowing into the distance, with visible ripples on the surface and invisible water veins at the bottom.

The fishing line, as thin as a hair, was gently pulled, sometimes straight and sometimes loose.

Chen Pingan remained motionless all night, letting the small fish peck at the bait. No big fish took the bait, and then he just sat there like this until dawn.

When Chen Ping'an felt something in his heart, he turned his head and looked to the east. When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw a gorgeous scene that he had never seen in his life.

The sage has a cloud: when the morning glow comes, the red and yellow air will appear at the beginning of the day.

To the naked eye, the morning glow should only be bright red, but from the gorgeous morning glow in the eastern sky, Chen Pingan saw golden air currents, like dragons, slowly swimming in the sea of ​​fiery red clouds.

Chen Pingan always raised his head and stared at the morning glow and golden air. Facing the dazzling glow and golden air, Chen Pingan's eyes did not feel any discomfort.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Chen Pingan seemed to notice the clouds rolling down, and then his mind was slightly shaken. In an instant, more than ten golden dragons surged out, descended from the sky, and rushed towards him. They were so fierce that they seemed to be crushed. This human spy who dares to look into their eyes.

Those dragons came very fast. Chen Pingan let go of the fishing rod and stood up suddenly. His fists surged out involuntarily, filling his outer body and inner Qi. His heart moved at will. When faced with the provocation, Chen Pingan felt as if he was facing a challenge. The down-and-out old man from Shanzhulou, as big as the world is, only his boxing skills are the best. He must throw this punch!

Dozens of golden dragons without substantial bodies rushed straight towards Chen Ping'an.

Without saying a word, Chen Ping'an just started a Yunzheng Daze style fist fight. He stepped on the ground by the river with his feet one after another. The force penetrated for more than a foot, and not only did the ground make a thumping sound, it was continuous, like spring thunder on the ground. Rolling, the water surface close to the river bank also stirred up waves, surging towards the other side.

On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, they both quietly took out the sword-raising gourd, but they lay lazily on the mouth of the gourd, as if they were watching the excitement, and did not regard the golden dragons flying down in the morning clouds as enemies.

Chen Ping'an was immersed in the intention of his fists, and was unaware of the astonishing vision he had created. He simply felt that since he had reached the fourth realm, he should punch faster. But the night before, he was still adapting to what he saw in his eyes. The brand new world we have arrived at, as well as the Qi palace gates that have been stabilized and the Qi machine that is making waves within the body have never been given the chance to be verified, so how can we do it quickly depends on the moment!

"Go back!" Chen Ping'an punched the dragon high in the sky, and his fists were so powerful that his sleeves were full of fists, drums swayed, and hunting sounds were heard.

There was a loud bang.

The river surged violently, causing a large area of ​​rapeseed flowers to sway.

The golden dragon, as thick as the mouth of a well, was obviously insubstantial and incorporeal, but it was hit on the head by the mighty fist, and it was knocked back ten feet by the punch.

Then there was a loud noise.

Dozens of golden dragons were all beaten back to the sky by Chen Pingan in a steaming cloud style. They could not move away. They lowered their heads and looked at Chen Pingan, who then changed into a frightening and simple boxing stance. Their eyes were filled with confusion and resentment. He had no choice but to shake his head and tail, and all returned to the sea of ​​morning glow clouds. Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment, and when he looked again, he saw that there was no golden energy flowing anymore, and the morning glow in the east seemed to have finally returned to normal.

Chen Pingan put away his boxing frame, grinning with some satisfaction.

This punch was really fast and fierce. It was worthy of being in the fourth level of martial arts. Every time I punched, it was like there was no restraint from heaven and earth, and there was no sense of sloppiness anymore. It was really enjoyable!

On the opening of the sword-raising gourd, Chu Yi and Fifteen "looked at each other". Fifteen seemed to be ashamed to see others and slipped into the sword-raising gourd.

Chu Yi, who had a relatively bad temper, was stunned and stunned, then flew up with a whoosh. Although it could not cause substantial damage, it still pierced Chen Ping'an's body in vain again and again, as if venting its anger.

For the master of the sword cultivator, the natal flying sword is empty in the aperture and real when leaving the palace. This is a natural rule. Therefore, entering and exiting the sword cultivator's acupoint that raises the flying sword will never harm the sword cultivator himself. Now on the first day of the new year and The relationship between the fifteen natal flying swords and Chen Ping'an is not that of master and servant between the sword cultivator and the flying sword. It is far from a life-and-death coexistence. It is more like a guest and a host, half a master.

Chen Ping'an was confused. He scratched his head regardless of the nonsense in the first grade of junior high school, "What's wrong? Is it because my fourth level is too weak, making you feel embarrassed?"

Previously, a vision of a golden dragon appeared in the morning glow, and then it went straight to the Sun family's ancestral home. Three golden elixirs and one Yuanying were worshiped by a total of four Sun family members. They had to take it seriously, and soon gathered in a small library in the ancestral home. Inside, now the four of them finally have no more disputes about the boy being a Qi practitioner and a martial artist, but there are new differences.

Because there are only two possibilities for such a strange scene, one is that the qi practitioner has achieved the golden elixir realm and has been free between heaven and earth. Therefore, it attracts the reaction of heaven and earth, and forms a golden elixir of different qualities in the alchemy room. Dan, it all depends on the movement and movement of the heaven and earth scenes. One is a pure martial artist's three-over-four or six-over-seven. The chance of the former is very small and can be called slim, while the latter is common sense. Once attracted, according to martial arts proverbs, it is called being able to borrow stones from other mountains to attack jade. It is more rare than a mud Buddha crossing a river. You can often take the opportunity to temper your body and soul. It is a great opportunity and blessing that must be cherished again. cherish.

Looking at the true meaning of the young man's boxing skills at a glance, he is unparalleled. He is definitely not a Qi practitioner, so he must be a pure martial artist. But whether it is the fourth realm or the seventh realm, the four people have another dispute. This time the three of them firmly believe that it is. The seventh realm, so the head of the family, Sun Jiashu, is willing to invite people to come to the Sun family's ancestral house to forge an incense relationship, and the three realms have broken through the four realms. No matter what, they can't attract this majestic scene of the cloud dragon descending. Only one person firmly believes that the young man is just Just reached the fourth level.

Suddenly the woodcutter smiled bitterly and said: "Let's not argue about this situation for now. Shouldn't we regret that the young man was so unreasonable that he missed the opportunity?"

The three of them suddenly sighed.

The young man's observation of the scenery led to strange phenomena, which were mysterious and mysterious reactions from heaven and man.

The great opportunity that a pure martial artist in the world has always dreamed about was knocked back by a bastard punch to the young man...

Then the four of them felt it was incredible. For such an amazing martial arts genius, didn't his mentor tell him such a simple matter? For example, if three breaks four or six breaks seven, there will be a divine connection, which must be grasped carefully to help stabilize the realm...

The four of them would never have imagined that the old man of Zhulou who taught the young boxing skills had once reached the peak of the tenth level of martial arts. They did not think that this kind of thing was an opportunity. It was also an external object that was no different from the foundation of boxing skills. ! It's not even as good as eating tasteless and discarded chicken ribs. Chen Pingan should not take such a shortcut when learning his boxing skills. If the barefoot old man saw this scene, he would definitely laugh and think that the young man did a good job. It's a "stupid thing" that "Chen Shiyi" would do.

After Sun Jiashu returned to his ancestral home at noon and before meeting Chen Ping'an, an ancestor of the Sun family secretly joked to the current head of the family: "You invited a god to be your guest."

Sun Jiashu asked curiously, and the ancestor who had lived in seclusion here for more than three hundred years told about the incident. Sun Jiashu slapped his forehead with his palm and said helplessly: "He is really a god."

While eating together, Chen Ping'an noticed that Sun Jiashu's eyes were a little strange, a bit similar to when he looked at Liu Baqiao earlier...

Chen Ping'an mistakenly thought that it was the punch on Youlong that morning that brought trouble to the Sun family's ancestral home. He asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Did I punch you in the morning and alarmed the Fu family in Laolongcheng? Did I find clues for them?" ?”

Sun Jiashu smiled and shook his head and said: "There are thousands of qi practitioners and martial arts masters in Old Dragon City, and there are many strange things. When it comes to the Sun family's ancestral home, strange things don't seem strange, and others don't dare to pry into this place rudely, so There is nothing wrong with your punch this time..."

At this point, Sun Jiashu felt that he was a little against his will, and felt sorry for Chen Ping'an. He hesitated whether to tell the boy the truth.

Sun Jiashu struggled for a long time, but finally he was honest and told the truth to Chen Pingan, who had no idea what he had missed.

After Chen Ping'an listened, he drank in silence and asked tentatively: "I'll go take a look at the morning glow tomorrow. Can I still see those golden dragons again?"

Sun Jiashu laughed angrily: "What do you think?!"

Chen Ping'an sighed, took a sip of wine, and said with emotion: "I have suffered the loss of not studying enough."

Sun Jiashu looked at Chen Pingan and joked: "Why, do you want to go fishing at the river tonight and wait for the sunrise tomorrow?"

Chen Pingan was surprised and said: "Sun Jiashu, can you see people's hearts?"

Sun Jiashu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and waved his hands and said: "I don't have this ability, but I heard that the ancestors of our merchants really did."

After that, Chen Pingan took the fishing rod to the river again, and Sun Jiashu followed him to carry the fish basket. On the way, he told Chen Pingan about Chen Pingan's drug store. Chen Pingan also said that he had broken through the four realms, and whether he went to Chen Pingan's drug store or not was not that important anymore. It was important, but he still wanted to see that acquaintance. Sun Jiashu said that he could leave tomorrow, and he just needed to make some preparations. He would definitely not be able to accompany him, and would be prone to doing bad things with good intentions, but he would let a member of the family The golden elixir realm enshrines the accompanying retinue.

As the head of the family, Sun Jiashu had endless things to do, so it was naturally impossible for him to sit by the river with Chen Pingan. The fish his Sun family wanted to catch were all very big.

Sun Jiashu quickly walked back to his ancestral home to handle family affairs. He sat behind the table and spread out a stack of ledgers. There was an antique abacus in front of him. The abacus didn't look surprising. The real surprise lay around the abacus. Squatting are several thumb-sized golden figures, which are in the same vein as the legendary silver bugs and were born in the treasury. They have feathery wings behind them and are shining with golden light. They like to roll around and play when they have nothing to do, symbolizing wealth. .

When Sun Jiashu recited the numbers in his mind quickly, a golden man would fly over the abacus beads and push them quickly.

The ancestral abacus and the golden boy are not vulgar objects, but everything outside the study is very simple and ordinary, even the oil lamp on the table. Sun Jiashu needs to occasionally add sesame oil. The Sun family has had ancestral precepts passed down to descendants since ancient times: A province, a copper coin, is the foundation of the family. Spend money when it's time to spend it, without blinking an eye.

Between getting up to refuel, Sun Jiashu would come to the window to look at the river and take a nap.

As a qi practitioner in the middle five realms, he looked at the sky for the last time, and suddenly told his ancestors in his heart that he was enshrined in his ancestral home, "It's a small gamble for me, do you three dare to take a gamble with me? I If we lose, since it is a small gamble for pleasure, we will take out a small sum of money. If the three of us lose, we will look after the Sun family's ancestral home for another hundred years? Of course, the annual salary and stipend that the Sun family should pay remains the same."

The woodcutter smiled and said, "Sun Jiashu, who dares to bet? It's so unfair."

Sun Jiashu smiled and said: "I want to bet that this young man can wait for the vision of heaven and earth during this vigil. If so, do you want to bet?"

"bet!"

The three old gods spoke in unison and laughed heartily.

If you lose, it's just three Xiaoshu coins. If you win, the Sun family will have three more golden elixir realms in the next hundred years. With luck, among the three, there will be a monk who is in the ninth realm of Nascent Soul realm.

Presumably those three people also knew the key, but none of them thought Sun Jiashu would win. Moreover, the three of them were no longer interested in a small sum of money, but wanted to bet against the Little God of Wealth of Old Dragon City.

Sun Jiashu then smiled and took out three Xiaoshu coins from his sleeves, lined them up on the window sill, and laughed at himself: "Suddenly I realized that the three of you can take the Xiaoshu coins."

The three of them were not polite and used magical powers one after another, causing three Xiaoshu coins to disappear out of thin air.

The old man with the highest cultivation level, but the last one to take away the Xiaoshu coin, was the Qi practitioner who had the best chance of reaching the Nascent Soul realm.

Sun Jiashu smiled silently and did not return to his seat. He stood at the window and waited quietly for the moment when Chen Ping'an opened his eyes and raised his head from the stake. Those priceless golden boys were eagerly looking forward to it. The little ones were a little confused as to why this master was today. I don’t like making money anymore.

The sky in the east is first silver-gray, then fish-belly white, and finally the morning glow is bright and red, shining through the old Dragon City.

Then there is peace in the world, the sun rises slowly over the East China Sea, and the clouds gather and disperse, nothing out of the ordinary.

Sun Jiashu, who lost three Xiaoshu money, smiled and didn't care.

The three old gods were obviously in a good mood, and they all teased Sun Jiashu.

The ancestor of the Sun family came to the study. As a big man in the Nascent Soul Realm, he waved his hand and temporarily cut off the connection between the study and the outside world. He smiled and comforted: "How? Are you convinced? Your grandfather has said it a long time ago. , the Sun family’s partial wealth has long been exhausted by the magical power given to you, so just earn your hard-earned money honestly.”

Sun Jiashu sighed, suddenly remembered something, walked towards the door, said goodbye to his ancestor, and said with a smile: "I'll go to the kitchen of the ancestral house to tell Lao Song that breakfast should be more normal today, and don't squander those delicacies anymore. Anyway, Chen Ping'an That kid can’t tell whether it’s good or bad. Maybe he likes ordinary steamed buns with pickled vegetables more, so I won’t ogle you and save money!”

The ancestor of the Sun family smiled and nodded, looking at the little golden figures on the old abacus. The old man looked a little arrogant. The Fu family was richer than the Sun family, but when it came to these top-notch fortune-seeking boys, the Fu family was not. They are just a pair of twin boys with golden bodies. The Fu family has three, but the Sun family has four. The other four major surnames in Old Dragon City, at most, the Fan family bought one by chance from the subjugated emperor of a great dynasty. Only.

For breakfast, I watched Chen Pingan devouring the rice porridge, steamed buns and pickled vegetables. As expected, his appetite was much better than before. Sun Jiashu sat across the table, chewing slowly, and his appetite was better than before. When drinking, meeting people who like to drink, and when eating, meeting people who have the right appetite, it is indeed easier to be full.

After that, Chen Ping'an returned to the river and really caught fish, and he caught a lot of fish. Half of the basket was Lao Longcheng's river fish, commonly known as Baitiao, and the other half was miscellaneous fish, including yellow pepper dices and ground tigers.

After a fish feast at noon, Sun Jiashu asked Chen Ping'an to cover himself with a mask of disguise, and then asked Chen Ping'an to follow the Yuan Ying ancestor to a pond outside the ancestral home. Sun's ancestor waved his sleeves. Afterwards, the water in the pond was like a mirror, and a scene of a room appeared inside. The old man told Chen Pingan to just walk onto the surface of the pond. Chen Pingan, who put away the sword gourd and only carried the sword box to show others, stepped out without hesitation and did not move. After falling to the bottom of the pond, he stepped on the mirror instead, but ripples spread out under his feet. After taking a few steps, his figure suddenly disappeared, as if he had walked into the mirror.

The next moment, Chen Ping'an stepped out of the house and looked around. The scene around him was what he saw through the water.

Over at the Sun family's ancestral home, the old man looked at the ripples on the water that had not yet calmed down, and marveled at Sun Jiashu: "This young man from Dali has such a stable soul and strong backbone. No wonder he is regarded as a friend by Liu Baqiao."

Sun Jiashu smiled and shook his head and retorted, "Liu Baqiao does not regard Chen Pingan as a friend because of this."

The old man pointed directly at people's hearts and asked Sun Jiashu, "What about you?"

Sun Jiashu thought for a while and said frankly: "In the end, it is not as good as Liu Baqiao and Chen Ping'an if they meet in adversity."

On the other side of the mirror, located in the inner city of Old Dragon City, someone had been waiting outside the house for a long time. It was the Sun family's golden elixir realm god. He led Chen Ping'an out of a vast courtyard, walked out from the side, and took a carriage that had been waiting for him for a long time. The introverted and primitive Jindan Realm old god acted as the coachman himself. The carriage finally stopped at the entrance of a street and alley. There was a young locust tree at the entrance of the alley, and under the tree there was a man eating melon seeds and reading a book.

After Chen Pingan got off the car, the two looked at each other.

The man silently picked up the bench and walked into the alley first. The old man from the Sun family parked on the side of the road and did not follow. He began to close his eyes and meditate.

When he arrived at the drug store, Zheng Dafeng put the bench at the door and let Chen Pingan sit on it. He went to bring another one over. For a moment, the door was crowded with people, all of them were women who came to join in the fun. It was a pity that Chen Pingan was wearing an unattractive one. Faceless, they quickly lost interest and walked back to the shop to spend their days lazily.

Zheng Dafeng asked with a smile: "Since you have broken up the Eight Liang Zhenqi Talisman, why did you take the risk to come here? If I remember correctly, you and the Young City Master Fu Nanhua have a deep hatred, are you not afraid of exposing the secret? Then the Sun family can Pick yourself clean, do you think I will save you?"

Chen Pingan asked three questions, "Who told my father about Ben Mingci? Who killed my father? Does this have anything to do with Old Man Yang?"

Zheng Dafeng looked calm and asked with a smile: "If it has something to do with the old man, do you think I will tell you?"

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Zheng Dafeng used the book to fan the breeze, "Whether you believe it or not, the old man was not involved in this matter, but I can tell you straightforwardly that the old man must have seen it at the earliest, but he probably thought it was meaningless and not worth it. , too lazy to intervene. If you resent the old man for not stopping it in the first place, it’s your Chen Ping’an’s business, and I won’t stop you either.”

Chen Pingan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I hate what this person is doing. What kind of character is Old Man Yang? I know very well that I will never owe anyone, nor will anyone owe me anything. Everything is a fair trade."

Zheng Dafeng nodded, turned to look at Chen Ping'an, grinned and said: "It's best if you think so, so that I won't be beaten to death by the old man and scolded to death by the old man after my hard work, and I will also punch your head to pieces."

Chen Pingan seemed indifferent, or he seemed to have already guessed the temperament of the town gatekeeper.

Zheng Dafan fanned, "Among those children back then, not to mention their respective inheritances and camps, I was most optimistic about Ma Kuxuan on Xinghua Lane, Zhao Yao on Fulu Street, and Song Jixin on Muping Lane. My senior brother Li Er also It's Li Liu and Li Huai, their father, who likes you the most. Later, I had a general understanding of the various encounters you had when you left Lizhu Cave, and then I realized that I had misjudged both you and my senior brother. In the past, I think you two are both heartless fools, and now I realize that I, Zheng Dafeng, am blind."

Zheng Dafeng actually wants to say that he, Li Er, and you, Chen Ping'an, are the smartest people.

A lonely boy from Mud Ping Alley, walked step by step to where he is today. It wasn't until he reached the old dragon city at the southernmost tip of Aquarius Continent that he started to ask those three questions.

Chen Pingan asked: "Old man Yang, I don't dare to ask these questions, and I know that asking is in vain. On your side, I think you can ask."

Zheng Dafeng asked with a smile: "Why, do you think there is a Jindan realm Qi practitioner protecting you, so you don't have to worry about your own safety?"

Chen Pingan pointed to the sky inexplicably, "Old man Yang can weigh the pros and cons. Maybe if I ask the key, he will still slap me to death, but you Zheng Dafeng shouldn't dare. If I guess wrong, I may not be You will definitely die, and the price you pay will not be small."

Chen Ping'an actually wanted to say that Zheng Dafeng was also a businessman, but his intuition told him that this sloppy man's vision and identity were far inferior to that of Old Man Yang.

However, when Chen Pingan really asked, these questions that had been held in his heart for ten years still made him feel deeply uneasy. However, after reaching the fourth level, he was able to control his mood, pretend to be calm, and still feel calm. It's not difficult. And after walking into this alley, when Zheng Dafeng entered the shop to carry a bench, Chen Pingan had already taken out the sword gourd from the package and started drinking.

If the fourth level of my own is not enough, there are the first and fifteenth levels of junior high school, and after that there is the golden elixir level qi practitioner from the Sun family.

Not to mention some old things, it’s time to uncover the scars and take them out to bask in the sun.

Zheng Dafeng looked at the solemn-looking young man, sighed, put away the book that almost broke his tongue and finally borrowed it from the girl again, rolled it into a ball, lightly beat his knees, and said lazily: "You kid It's getting more and more annoying. Okay, don't worry and secretly tighten your heartstrings. I'm so tired for you. Don't worry, I won't kill you. Old Man Yang respects you very much now, not to mention that I, Zheng Dafeng, don't As for you asking a few questions, I will beat you to death, no matter how small I am, I am not small enough."

Zheng Dafeng immediately said: "But I won't answer those two questions. You have the ability to follow the clues yourself..."

Speaking of this, Zheng Dafeng asked with a smile: "Why don't you ask Qi Jingchun directly?"

Chen Ping'an was indeed much more relaxed. He leaned the sword case against the wall gently, raised his head and took a sip of wine, and said something that made Zheng Dafeng even more confused, "I'm afraid Mr. Qi will be disappointed."

Zheng Dafeng turned around and shouted, "Mei'er, bring two plates of melon seeds and peanuts out to entertain the guests!"

A plump woman smiled and took out the two plates of food. When the woman bent down and handed him the plates, Zheng Dafeng pretended to be frightened and said: "The mountain top is pressing down on me, it's so fierce. "

The woman threw the two plates into Zheng Dafeng's hands, stood up quickly, stepped on the man's foot, and said with a charming smile: "Virtue!"

Zheng Dafeng handed a plate of peanuts to Chen Pingan and started eating melon seeds himself.

Chen Ping'an seemed to have expected Zheng Dafeng's answer and was not disappointed. He asked, "Do you have any better swordsmanship secrets that you can sell?"

Zheng Dafeng asked casually: "Is it the immortal sword technique of the Qi practitioner, or the martial arts secret book from the Jianghu?"

Chen Pingan said bluntly: "You should be able to see that my bridge of longevity has long been broken. If you want to practice swordsmanship, you can only practice martial arts sword manuals."

Zheng Dafeng also said straightforwardly, "I can help you find the best martial arts secrets and sell them to you at sky-high prices, but it's meaningless. I advise you not to touch the so-called peerless secrets in the world. I, Zheng Dafeng himself is a practitioner of martial arts and knows the depth here. Since you have practiced boxing well enough now, don't make extraneous matters and waste your time."

Chen Ping'an ate a peanut, thought for a while, and said sincerely to the man: "Thank you. With these words, you owe me the five copper coins, so you don't have to pay them back."

The corners of Zheng Dafeng's mouth twitched.

Look, how could such a boring young man be so pleasing to Zheng Dafeng? !

But the man's eyes were dark and obscure.

Zheng Dafeng stretched out comfortably and said feebly: "Please take off the mask. I'm not handsome to begin with, but wearing such a mask makes me look worse and worse."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Don't you know about my holiday with Fu Nanhua? How dare I take it off and walk around the inner city of Old Dragon City openly? God knows what magic the Fu family has to check what's going on in the city, such as something like God and Man. Can you see the mountains and rivers with the palm of your hand? If that were true, wouldn’t it be the same as saying at someone’s doorstep, come and beat me to death? Unless they are stupid, a lot of people will definitely rush out and beat me to death.”

Zheng Dafeng was amused and smiled and revealed the secret, "Okay, Old Man Yang told me that as long as you break the Qi Talisman on your own, I need to ensure that you are alive and kicking in Old Dragon City, even if you want to die and go to Talisman City with all your heart. Show off at the gate, and I will make sure you leave this city safely."

Zheng Dafeng suddenly muttered: "I didn't think so before, but now I realize that this boy has a good name."

Chen Ping'an was doubtful, "Are you a martial arts master at the top of the mountain? Or a qigong practitioner at the upper five realms?"

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "You are a ninth-level martial artist and a Jade-level qi practitioner, but you are a cabbage on the roadside? How many steps can you see a bunch of them? Old Dragon City has repeatedly taught that the ninth-level martial artist and the ten-level martial artist are mixed together. The Realm Immortal Capital can already go sideways. Of course, the premise is not to provoke public anger and only provoke one family. Even the Fu family with half-immortal soldiers has no room for maneuver. Those Yuan Ying Realm ancestors, the ninth He is just a Qi practitioner, but here he is considered a high-ranking old immortal."

Zheng Dafeng rolled his eyes and said: "Do you think this is our Lizhu Cave Heaven? I am a great master of martial arts at the peak of the eighth realm, and I can only watch the door and collect money? Ruan Qiong of the eleventh realm can do it before he succeeds as a saint. Forging swords by forging iron by the river? Cui Han, the master of the Great Li State, entered the Li Zhu Cave, but he could only be sneaky and show off his avatar?"

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "You want me to take off my mask, are you planning something?"

Zheng Dafeng was also a ruthless man and asked in surprise: "Can you see through this?"

A Yin God made of condensed blue smoke appeared in the dark corner of the wall opposite the two people, and sneered: "Zheng Dafeng is confused right now. He can't figure out what a guardian and a preacher are, so he asked the Fan family to spend a lot of money to find them." The person made a divination, and the divination sign is to get chestnuts from the fire, which will bring good fortune. So I thought of putting you in danger, and when the time comes, he will fight, and then I will escort you out of Old Dragon City. During this period, he Maybe we can figure out the so-called two identities, and if possible, we can break through the bottleneck of the eight realms of martial arts, which is exactly what the hexagram says."

Chen Pingan turned to look at Zheng Dafeng, whose face was not red and his heart was not beating. "I owe you five cents first. Even if you want to pay it back now, I won't take it back."

Zheng Dafeng said indifferently: "Five cents, it doesn't matter, it's up to you."

Chen Pingan sneered: "Zheng Dafeng, do you really think I don't know Old Man Yang's rules? I mentioned it on purpose before, and then you talked about martial arts and sword training. I saw that what you said was true, so I followed suit. , settle this account! If I guessed correctly, the person who asked me to deliver the letter was Old Man Yang, and the person who wanted you to owe money was also Old Man Yang, right? Are you regretting it now? "

Don't worry about the sword gourd. He stood up and put the empty plate on the bench. Chen Pingan cupped his hands and fisted at the Yin God. "Although I don't know why you are willing to tell the truth. Maybe in the final analysis, it is Old Man Yang's intention, but I I still want to thank you!”

Yin Shen nodded.

Chen Pingan strode away.

Zheng Dafeng is indeed as the young man said, and it is true that he regrets it.

Zheng Dafeng looked coldly at the Yin God who might have ruined his good fortune, "Is it your intention or the old man's? You'd better make it clear!"

Yin Shen said calmly: "What do you think?"

Zheng Dafeng laughed and suddenly became calm and calm, "You never do anything without permission. It's probably the old man's intention."

Yin Shen sneered: "A pure martial artist at the peak of the Eighth Realm, a disciple of the God King, actually came to believe in the so-called hexagrams. Don't you know that even if the Fan family doesn't do anything, it will bring good fortune to anyone in the world? For you, Zheng Dafeng, does this mean that the world is upside down, a real sign of disaster?"

Zheng Dafeng's expression became solemn, he looked up at the Yin God, nodded and said, "I have learned the lesson."

Yin Shen disapproved of this, "Since the Lord is willing to let you take charge alone, then don't be smart and just do things honestly."

Zheng Dafeng waved his hand and said: "I have set a good example for that young man and taught you a lesson. I am very annoyed and I have to leave the alley to take a breath."

The ghost disappears.

Zheng Dafeng suddenly asked: "Is the strange phenomenon in the Sun family's ancestral home caused by Chen Ping'an's breach of the boundary?"

Yin Shen's cold voice seeped out from the shadows in the corner, "It should be."

Zheng Dafeng put the book under his arm, carried the bench and melon seeds to the entrance of the street, and sat under the locust tree again to enjoy the cool and look at the beauties.

A tall, dignified man in ordinary clothes came slowly, and behind him was a graceful young woman.

The man walked to Zheng Dafeng, and the young woman stood behind the man. She was full of curiosity about the medicine shop owner who was sitting on the bench and fanning himself with a book.

The man smiled and said: "Old Dragon City's Sun Jiashu's face is only worth a cover-up. Shopkeeper Zheng is very accurate."

Zheng Dafeng turned his head and glanced at the man, "Fu Qi, you are not even wearing the old dragon robe. It seems you are not here to issue an eviction order."

The man smiled and pointed behind him, "It doesn't matter in Old Dragon City whether I wear the old dragon robe or not. Bringing her here is where the real sincerity lies."

It is both a demonstration and a show of weakness.

The demonstration was that in Old Dragon City, Fu Qi could drive you away, Zheng Dafeng, without taking any action himself.

The show of weakness was that Fu Qi, as the Lord of Old Dragon City, was willing to give in to his wishes and brought a woman with long legs to the shopkeeper Zheng Da.

Zheng Dafeng slashed at the woman's beautiful legs for a few times, then turned his head and continued to face the people coming and going on the street, "Fu Qi, you are so loud, why don't you suck Yun Hai into your stomach in one breath?"

Fu Qi looked embarrassed, then stretched out his hand to hold a jade pendant hanging around his waist, and then his expression calmed down.

The woman was trembling. This was the first time she felt her father's obvious anger.

Zheng Dafeng sneered: "You are also a businessman, how can you compare with me?"

Fu Qi laughed it off and said, "Since Shopkeeper Zheng is in a bad mood now, there are some things that Fu Qi will mention later."

Zheng Dafeng's current mood is not only bad, but extremely bad.

Five cents!

It was just five cents that ordinary people in the market often passed around, but it seemed like five mountains weighing on Zheng Dafeng's heart! After much effort and careful handling, he finally succeeded in defrauding the young man into personally agreeing not to charge the account. In fact, Zheng Dafeng already knew it after the young man asked the three questions and the seemingly unintentional words "Old Yang never owes anyone", and he didn't need to expect the young man from Mud Ping Alley to ask for help. It only costs five cents, the most common thing. This little brat from Mud Bottle Alley is very clever and hard to fool!

Zheng Dafeng was so angry that he flapped the books vigorously, "No wonder I didn't like this guy from the beginning. He is so young and has a heavy government. How can he look like a young man?"

Zheng Dafeng suddenly stopped complaining and said dejectedly: "If he were an ordinary young man, how would he survive today?"

The man let out a long sigh and began to flip through the book distractedly. The pages made a clattering sound. He didn't read a single word. He said to himself: "Am I really smart because I really hit the target with that evil thing?"

I turned to a page in the book, and it was "Sincerity". It was a hodgepodge of bad allusions strung together, and then at the end I added a few pretentious truths, which was simply confusing. In the eyes of a truly knowledgeable person like Zheng Dafeng, if the article is broken down, this woman's handsome eyebrows, that woman's pink cheeks are intoxicating, and the other beauty's small cherry mouth is charming everywhere. The scenery is beautiful, but once it is put together randomly, it is not beautiful, and the whole is ugly.

Zheng Dafeng turned the page absentmindedly, and it was the last bit of "Sincerity".

They are still some boundless and empty truths.

"According to legend, in ancient times, those with a pure heart were often sincere, and gold and stone were opened. Therefore, being honest and sincere is the foundation of a Confucian gentleman."

"Another Taoist sage said that if you are not sincere, you cannot move people. The true one is the most sincere. This is the origin of the title of "True Man" in Taoism in the world."

Zheng Dafeng quickly turned the page, and the next article, "Loyalty and Filial Piety", was quickly turned over, from beginning to end. He closed the book with a snap and started to use it as a fan to fan the breeze.

This man seemed to have turned a deaf ear to the sage's teachings in the book.

He finally accepted his fate, "Since the old man said that I have no hope of reaching the ninth realm in this life, what else should I ask for? I have been begging for so many years. No wonder the old man said that I am too smart for all my calculations, and only smart is left. How many fights did you have with Li Er? Song Changjing just had a fight with his senior brother and broke through. I actually understood from the beginning that if you can't get it, you just sneak around and get lucky. Haha, now in This old Dragon City just looks at the beauties every day and waits for death in the eighth realm..."

Zheng Dafeng closed his eyes and stopped peeking at the woman's figure. The man looked a little lonely at this moment.

A young woman with a figure that can be called "powerful", her face covered with makeup and dressed in flashy clothes, her big face can ward off evil spirits in the house. When she stopped and saw the man like this, she felt a little... I felt distressed, thinking that most of the time I wanted to confess to myself, but I was embarrassed, otherwise I would no longer be ladylike and reserved, so I spoke first to save my lover from embarrassment?

But she just coughed, trying to moisten her throat.

The man suddenly opened his eyes and ran back to the alley with the bench in hand.

She sighed, touched her cheek, and began to feel sorry for herself. If she wanted to blame it, it was her appearance that was still so charming and charming.

She suddenly realized with an ouch that the powder on her face had been rubbed off by her fingers, and she quickly wiped it back.

Fu Qi did not use his magical power to take his daughter back to Fucheng, but just strolled back leisurely, followed slowly by a carriage.

The woman's name is Fu Chunhua, and she is Fu Qi's eldest daughter. Together with Fu Qi's eldest son Fu Donghai, they are both one of the heirs who are expected to take over the position of head of the family.

Since he is the head of the family or the heir to the old dragon robe, he must be a very talented young man. Fu Qi looks middle-aged, but in fact he is four hundred years old. His cultivation level in the tenth realm is not as good as that of Fengleiyuan Li. Tuan Jing's titles include "the strongest monk in the ten realms of Aquarius Continent" and "the number one person under the upper five realms", but wearing an old dragon robe and having four semi-immortal weapons in his family, Fu Qi is completely Qualified to be regarded as a genuine Jade Pure Realm.

Fu Chunhua is also nearly three hundred years old. Both Fu Chunhua and her brother Fu Donghai have been famous for a long time in the Golden Core realm, and are good at fighting. They each escorted a ferry to Hanging Mountain for more than a hundred years. They have rich experience, encountering the great monster of the deep sea, and facing life and death. The dangerous situation has not happened once or twice. The key is that the children of the Fu family reach the golden elixir realm, which means they can control semi-immortal weapons. Therefore, there has been a saying in Aquarius Continent that the true realm of the Fu family's Qi practitioners needs to be raised by half a realm to be accurate.

Fu Chunhua hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Dad, why did you bring me to see this person instead of Nanhua?"

Fu Qi smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you earlier? It's to show the Fu family's sincerity. This shopkeeper Zheng likes long-legged beauties. It's clear from the intelligence."

The woman obviously didn't believe this argument.

Even though she is a candidate who is expected to succeed the head of the family, she, her brother Fu Donghai, and her brother Fu Nanhua all know that the personal connections they have worked so hard to cultivate are far from enough to know the true scenery on the top of the Aquarius Island. Moreover, being under the protection of their father Fu Qi's wings, they were not only enjoying the shade but also being restrained. They often did not dare to cross the line too much to avoid Fu Qi's suspicion.

It seems that everyone in the Fu family of Old Dragon City is free and undisciplined, but those family losers who have no hope of getting involved in the old dragon robe have long since given up and have been excluded from the family decision-making circle. In fact, the rules of the Fu family are strict. It's not inferior to the Imperial House in the slightest.

In the past hundred years, Fu Donghai has been responsible for the relationship management of Luzhou in Beiju, and Fu Chunhua has been responsible for the secret planning of the southeastern continent. Fu Nanhua, who was originally unknown and inactive, was unexpectedly selected to go to Lizhu. Dongtian rose rapidly after that, and the family devoted a lot of manpower and material resources to her younger brother. It was obvious that the head of the family, Fu Qi, was not satisfied with the century-old business between her and Fu Donghai.

Fu Chunhua knew that the question could not be answered, so she changed the subject, "Do you want me to remind Sun Jiashu?"

Fu Qi smiled and said: "Sun Jiashu? Even if he is not as good as you, he is still the head of the Sun family. You are a Jindan realm Qi practitioner, why should you beat him? There is a Nascent Soul realm in his ancestral home. Ancestor of the Sun family, another Jindan Qi practitioner who has the hope of becoming a Nascent Soul, your brother has worked hard to win over you for decades, but he has only loosened his grip now. If the Fu family were to attack Sun Jiashu at this time, what do you think about that Jindan Qi practitioner? , do you still have the face to leave the Sun family’s ancestral home and come to our Fu family?”

Fu Chunhua's face turned pale, fearing that her father might mistakenly think that she was trying to harm her brother.

Fu Qi smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, I know your temperament. In fact, this time Sun Jiashu followed the trend and bet on Chen Ping'an. He also wanted to test our Fu family. He was probably afraid that if we didn't take action to beat him, once he was The Sun family succeeded, and then returned to their ancestral home, pretending to be bullied by the Fu family. Believe it or not, there was no need for Sun Jiashu to persuade him. The promising Jindan player was originally beholden to the Sun family. , after this battle, it is certain that he will stay at the Sun family’s ancestral home.”

Fu Chunhua asked: "Isn't Sun Jiashu afraid that the young man will die in our hands?"

Fu Qi raised his head and glanced at the sky, "It's human nature for you to think so. It's just that one day you wear the old dragon robe, and you have the opportunity to know some real things happening above your head."

Fu Chunhua subconsciously raised her head and glanced at the sea of ​​clouds.

Fu Qi smiled and said, "It needs to be higher."

Fu Chunhua's heart trembled slightly and she looked up, full of longing.

If you become a Golden Elixir guest, you will be a member of my generation.

Before reaching the Golden Core realm, everyone thought this was the most satisfying statement, but only when they truly reached the Golden Core realm did they realize that this was only halfway up the mountain of being a Qi practitioner, nothing more.

Fu Qi suddenly said, "Compared to the Sun family and Sun Jiashu, my Fu family and Fu Qi are still more courageous. I need to leave Old Dragon City now to greet some distinguished guests from the north. You go find Nanhua, and then It is said that Chen Ping'an is in the ancestral home of the Sun family. I want to know his choice. This will determine whether he can become the Lord of Old Dragon City, and of course it will also determine whether you hope to put on the old dragon robe. I hope I can return to Old Dragon City. At that time, the right choice has been made.”

Fu Qi waved his hand, "You get in the car and go back to the city."

Fu Chunhua obeyed the order, and her father had already risen from the ground and swept into the sea of ​​clouds in a graceful manner, probably heading towards the north.

Fu Chunhua didn't care whether she was a distinguished guest worthy of the old Dragon City Lord going out of the city to greet him. After she sat in the carriage, she began to think about this issue carefully.

What should she choose next to make the most profit? What choice will my younger brother Fu Nanhua make?

Fu Chunhua found herself in a mess. It seemed that no matter what she did, she could earn a little, but it was always far from her best expectations.

When she arrived at her younger brother Fu Nanhua's private residence, Fu Chunhua still had no clue, so she carefully weighed every word and sentence and spoke carefully what her father Fu Qi had said.

Of course Fu Nanhua wouldn't believe everything, but Fu Qi's general meaning was that Fu Chunhua didn't dare to talk nonsense. Fu Nanhua listened carefully to what his sister Fu Chunhua said from beginning to end. Just when he was about to stand up and walk around thinking about the problem, he suddenly sat back The chair said calmly: "I have already thought about getting rid of Chen Pingan!"

Fu Chunhua started to wring her fingers with a smile, "Shopkeeper Zheng of Chenchen Pharmacy is at least a martial artist at the peak of the Seventh Realm, and may even be a Grandmaster of the Eighth Realm. He is friends with the Fan family in the inner city, and the Sun family of Sun Jiashu. Among them, There is an ancestor of the Sun family in the Yuan Ying realm in his ancestral home. Although the other three golden elixirs are not suffering from the ancestral home and there is no need to take action, but when it comes to the last resort, Sun Jiashu can probably persuade the three of them to take action, plus the Sun family in the inner city enshrines them. Guest, Nanhua, are you serious that you don’t think about it anymore?”

Fu Nanhua's face was indifferent, "I just want to kill that Dali boy at the minimum cost."

Fu Chunhua smiled again and said: "Your wedding is about to happen, are you not afraid that something unexpected will happen? And since that young man was born in Li Zhudongtian, even if he is a citizen of Da Li, he is not afraid that this matter will have far-reaching significance and damage the Fu family in Da Li. The impression in the emperor’s mind?”

Fu Nanhua just thought deeply and remained silent.

Fu Chunhua finally smiled sweetly, "Fu Nanhua, think about it for the last time. Does my sister want you to take action resolutely, or does she want you not to have your own way?"

Fu Nanhua just remained silent.

The smile on Fu Chunhua's face became thinner and thinner, and finally there was no smile at all. She looked coldly at this younger brother who was born out of nowhere. He was just a waste in the sixth realm after eating the entire family's wealth. Do you dare to hope for the throne of Old Dragon City City Lord? Are you worthy enough to compete with yourself and Fu Donghai, two people in the Golden Core Realm, for that robe?

Fu Nanhua put back his thoughts and stood up slowly. His movements were like flowing clouds and his demeanor was graceful. He smiled slightly and said, "Fu Chunhua, your mother is not the only one who knows about the dirty things between you and Fu Donghai. But I am very curious. Fu Donghai and you Do you know about the dirty things about the personal maid?"

Fu Chunhua grinned, "Good brother, when I or Fu Donghai become the city lord, I will take good care of you."

Fu Nanhua seemed not to understand the threat at all, and said with a smile: "Before that, we siblings should cooperate sincerely and plan how to kill Chen Pingan, right? After all, you can't guess what your father is now. In my mind, I don’t know whether my decision is to move towards the position of head of the family or stay away, not to mention this matter, while my father is testing me, he is also testing you, good sister, you must be careful when dealing with it!"

Fu Chunhua narrowed her eyes and looked gloomy.

After Fu Nanhua stood up, he turned to look in the direction of the door and said silently in his heart: "Sun Jiashu, you sold Chen Pingan, who almost killed me, for a Nascent Soul realm. Is this deal worth it? Or... …”

Thinking of this, Fu Nanhua shook his head slightly, it was impossible, Sun Jiashu was not a madman.

But what if?

It wasn't until this moment that Fu Nanhua began to hesitate, and his heart became more and more irritable.

Fu Chunhua finally felt a little wary when she looked at her younger brother who had grown up but suddenly became a stranger.

Fu Qi braved the wind and headed north alone. Thousands of miles away, he stopped and finally landed on a ferry coming from Wutong Mountain in Longquan, Dali.

There was a Mohist hero, Xu Ruo, with a horizontal sword behind him, and an old Jiao-born deputy head of Linlu Academy.

With these two people in charge of the ferry, it is more than enough even to go to Daoxuan Mountain.

The two people escorting them were a pair of boys and girls, to be precise, they were Prince Song Mu of Dali.

The girl's name was Zhigui. She followed her son "Song Jixin" with low eyebrows. From the beginning to the end, the girl did not even look at Fu Qi. Maybe it was because Fu Qi was not wearing an old dragon robe, and the old dragon The city lord didn't sign up for his number. He stood on the bow of the boat with Sword Immortal Xu Ruo and exchanged pleasantries, so she didn't recognize him?

The ferry passed directly through the sea of ​​clouds above the city, and then landed in Fu City.

After Fu Qi personally arranged a place for Da Li and his guests to stay, he came to Fu Nanhua's private residence and found his son leaning against a dragon-wrapped beam with a depressed expression.

Fu Qi asked: "Why is there no movement from the Fu family?"

Fu Nanhua raised his head and looked at his father, "I have thought a lot, and it seems that whatever I do is wrong. The Fu family, Laolongcheng, Dali, Lizhudongtian, Sun Jiashu, Fudonghai Fuchunhua..."

Fu Qi suddenly laughed, "Then do you know that no matter what you do, you will be the next Lord of Old Dragon City?"

Fu Nanhua's face was dull.

Fu Qi turned sideways and lowered his head, as if he was greeting someone respectfully.

A young girl who absorbed the "Dragon Qi" with large mouths and mouths, seemed to be slightly drunk, walked into the lobby, and then sat down on the chair. She raised her hands and patted her palms gently.

A dragon robe appeared behind her, and the mist was rising, as if she was washing the clothes with water mist.

Then she stood up, and the dragon robe was automatically put on her body, and the nine golden dragons in the sea of ​​clouds on it began to flow and swim vividly.

She kicked off her boots and sat cross-legged on the chair, wearing the too-loose dragon robe, which looked a bit funny. She frowned and said aggrievedly: "After Li Zhudongtian is no longer restricted, I still have to pretend to be a bird." Ant, it's so hard. There's nothing I can do, I can't beat some of them for the time being, the smelly Taoist priest, Ruan Qiong, Song Changjing, the unfathomable Mohist giant, the sword cultivator Xu Ruo, etc... Alas, Anyway, there are quite a lot of people. Forget it, let’s not mention these things. It’s better here. It is indeed the first Feng Shui treasure land when I landed on Aquarius Continent... After so many years of maintenance, there is still a lot of dragon energy left. You Fu family can’t do a good job. If you are bad, you will definitely be rewarded in the future, a big reward!"

Fu Nanhua looked at the girl's familiar childish face, then turned to look at his father who had a calm face, and finally stared hard at the old ancestral dragon robe.

Fu Nanhua realized that he, who almost went crazy once before, was really going crazy this time.

She looked around, "I suffered a lot of grievances in order to get here smoothly. But the most aggrieved thing is that the so-called smoothness was given to me by that smelly Taoist priest..."

She suddenly pointed at Fu Nanhua and said sternly: "You ant, I heard that you don't even dare to kill Chen Ping'an! You don't deserve the last name at all..."

The girl turned to look at Fu Qi, "What's your last name?"

Fu Qi respectfully replied: "Miss Qichen, our surname is Fu."

The girl was a little depressed, with no arrogance at all, and lazily huddled in the chair, or huddled in the dragon robe.

Fu Nanhua was only a hair away from collapse.

The girl lowered her head and looked at the old dragon robe, "The muscles, bones, qi and blood of the nine emperors of Aquarius Continent in history, um, not bad."

She lowered her gaze and murmured: "The low-end Yunhai is a bit worse."

Her eyes lit up, revealing a pair of strange eyes with golden pupils.

As if he had guessed the girl's thoughts, Fu Qi smiled bitterly and said: "Miss, the sea of ​​clouds over the old Dragon City cannot be included in the dragon robe in the near future. Otherwise, under the spotlight, there will be too much movement, and it will be easy for an interested person to find out the clues."

The girl sighed, "I know the severity."

In the end, her eyes were blurry, like a drunkard, "When I get here, I really don't want to move again."

She suddenly jumped off the chair and shook slightly. The old dragon robe, which was originally as big as a quilt, immediately became extremely fit. She stood in the lobby and looked out the door. She seemed to be hesitating.

In the Sun family's ancestral home, after the ancestor heard the current head of the family's plan, he smiled bitterly and said, "Is it really worth it? Aren't you afraid that after this battle, we will fall into ruin and the Fu family will join forces with the four families to annex us?"

Sun Jiashu's expression remained normal, "I just hate that the Sun family is not rich enough, and I, Sun Jiashu, can only gamble so much."

The ancestor of the Sun family was silent for a long time and asked: "What if that young man knew the original intention of our Sun family?"

Sun Jiashu's eyes were firm and he said: "He won't know. Even if he takes a step back and knows the truth, my Sun family has paid such a high price for him, and the rewards in the future are destined to be only a lot more."

The ancestor of the Sun family asked again, "Is it really appropriate to be so eager for quick success? Can't we just let nature take its course like that young man's three realms and four realms?"

Sun Jiashu shook his head and said: "Of course I, Sun Jiashu, can wait, but Dongbaopingzhou and the general trend of the world cannot wait!"

The Yuan Ying ancestor of the Sun family could only sigh and say nothing more.

After that, the young man walked back to the pond in Sun's ancestral home from the room in the high-rise building in the inner city.

After that, the weather turned out to be beautiful and the world was peaceful.

Sun Jiashu still comes back to his ancestral home every now and then.

Every time I come back, I have to stay one night, and then make a bet with three Jindan realm worshippers. The first time is one Xiaoshu coin, the second time is two coins, the third time is four coins, and the fourth time is eight coins. pieces.

In the end, Sun Jiashu bet four times and lost four times. After that, Sun Jiashu stopped betting.

And Chen Ping'an still goes to watch fishing every day, and then waits for the moment when the sun rises in the east and the morning glow spreads across the sky.

On the twentieth day when Chen Pingan lived in the Sun family's ancestral home, Sun Jiashu was still deep in sleep using the Taoist art of sitting and forgetting, when he heard Chen Pingan shouting from a distance: "Sun Jiashu, look!"

Sun Jiashu stood up suddenly without putting on his boots. He opened the window and looked at the sky.

In the sea of ​​clouds in the east, more than a dozen golden dragons were seen surging down, and then they were beaten back one by one by the young man carrying the sword with ancient fists. He punched heartily every time without hesitation.

At this moment, Sun Jiashu felt lost.

The heart of Tao was lost and almost collapsed.

Fortunately, the ancestor of the Sun family came to him quickly, stretched out his hand and pressed his shoulders heavily, "Jiashu, there is no need for this. Jiashu can be evergreen all year round, but people never have everything they want. I chose this name for you. For today.”

Sun Jiashu turned pale and murmured: "It's just one time away."

Although his state of mind stabilized, he was still distraught and restless.

It's like losing an entire old dragon city.

In the inner city of Old Dragon City, at the entrance of the alley outside the dusty medicine shop, Zheng Dafeng glanced at the morning glow in the east. In a daze, he quickly took out the book, turned to a page, and continued reading the "Sincerity Chapter" silently. , after the vision of heaven and earth ended, Zheng Dafeng shattered the books without leaving any clues, walked back to the alley, and said with a mournful face: "Preacher, haha, he is actually my preacher, Zheng Dafeng..."