Sword comes

The old Taoist came suddenly and left suddenly.

Just like this, Chen Pingan was left alone on the edge of the big pit. He neither told Chen Pingan how to leave this blessed place of lotus flowers, nor did he tell Chen Pingan when this Taoist observation would end. The old Taoist didn't even mention it.

However, the old Taoist left without warning. Although Chen Pingan left a huge mess, Chen Pingan felt relieved, let go of the heartstring that was about to break, staggered, swayed a few times, and finally I couldn't hold it anymore, so I just fell back on the ground.

Without a mouthful of pure qi, holding on desperately, the injury that Ding Ying Yinshen hit into the ground with a sword earlier broke out completely, and Chen Pingan seemed to be lying in a pool of blood, with fresh blood continuously flowing out.

But the smile in Chen Ping'an's eyes was very happy.

With Chu Yi and Shi Wu guarding by his side, Ding Ying was dead, and there was no one around, Chen Ping extravagantly exerted his last bit of energy, took off the Yangjian gourd, put it tremblingly on his mouth, and swallowed it forcibly Drinks, debts are not heavy, this pain is simply tickling, Chen Pingan just thinks it is a pity not to drink now.

Chen Pingan didn't notice that on the golden robe on his body, between the claws of the golden dragon in the middle of his chest, the huge snow-white bead was filled with rich thunder and lightning slurry, and there were two small pearls on his shoulders. Under the claws and jaws of the smaller golden dragon, there were also a few strands of lightning lingering around the two smaller beads.

It's just that Jin Li's changes are nothing compared to Chen Pingan's earth-shaking vision.

The most complete rebirth.

The previous immersion in the Thunder Pond gave Chen Ping'an's bones a bit of a golden luster, which is a sign of what practitioners call "golden branches and jade leaves".

Deep roots and solid foundations are the way of longevity and long-term vision.

Chen Pingan was dazed and confused.

It was like a dream while half asleep.

In the dream, someone pointed to a surging river and asked Chen Pingan if he wanted to cross the river.

The man asked himself and answered, saying that if you, Chen Pingan, want to cross the river without being restricted by the avenue, you need a bridge, and then you can naturally cross the river.

Chen Pingan didn't know how to answer, he just squatted by the river and scratched his head.

This is my heart, and I can't do it fake.

The man said that no coincidence makes a book, and said that you, Chen Pingan, have already learned the principles of sages and sages? Do you know the etiquette in reading, all the time, everything, and everyone?

Chen Pingan complained and would not hide his emotions, "After learning the truth, what does it have to do with the bridge?"

The man didn't explain why, but only how to do it, "Visualize the appearance of a bridge in your heart, any bridge will do, you are young, but you have traveled a lot, don't worry, as long as it is a bridge The bridge is fine, there is not much attention to it, even those in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, it doesn’t matter. When you visualize, don’t restrain your thoughts, let your mind wander, don’t be afraid of them, just relax your thoughts, the more the better, what you want is Concentrate on eight extremes, and travel far and wide."

Chen Pingan, who didn't know where he was, "closed" his eyes by the river.

For no reason, I thought of the golden arch bridge in the sea of ​​clouds, which was long and seemed to have no end.

Chen Pingan couldn't see the old Taoist. No matter how hard he searched, he was destined to find no trace of the old Taoist.

So Chen Ping would not have seen that the old Taoist glanced at the clouds and mist above the long river, his face was weird, and he couldn't hear the old Taoist scolding Chen Qing for causing trouble for himself, and scolding the old scholar for not saving fuel Deng, and finally praised the vision and courage of a junior, and remembered a "old man" who was not a human being.

Chen Ping's eyes widened, and he saw the outline of a golden arch bridge vaguely appearing at his feet, on the other side of the long river, but it was swaying and unstable.

There is an extra book in his hand, which contains an old man's moral articles, which records the sequence theory of a Confucian saint who has never appeared in this world.

Every word came out of the book one after another, shining golden light, and floated towards the golden arch bridge that Chen Ping'an imagined.

One word is like a brick.

It's a pity that in the book, there are still a small half of the characters that are lifeless, especially on the pages of the middle and rear pages, the words remain motionless.

No matter what, the long golden bridge over the big river, as if supported by a wave of energy, finally became strong.

But the distance from the final completion to allow Chen Pingan to walk across the river is still a bit short, short of flesh and blood, and a lot short.

It's like a person, if he only has a soul but no body, then he is a bone, a lonely ghost, unable to see the sun, unable to enter the world of the sun.

Furthermore, the length of the long bridge and its majesty were unexpected, so the words in that book were not enough.

The old Taoist said: "Go up and try to see if it will collapse."

Chen Pingan shook his head, and replied intuitively: "It will definitely collapse."

The old Taoist didn't question Chen Ping'an, after thinking about it, he walked out of the small world he created.

Then there is no more then.

On the edge of the big pit, Chen Pingan sat up suddenly. There was no long river, let alone the old Taoist.

The world is vast.

There are two flying swords beside me, the first and fifteenth day of the junior high school.

Although it is not Chen Pingan's natal flying sword, but traveling with Chen Pingan all the way, getting along day and night, relying on each other for fate, they have long been connected with each other.

One silence, one guilt.

Chen Ping fastened the gourd of raising swords, stretched out his hands, patted the two flying swords lightly, and comforted him: "It's good that the three of us are still alive. Besides, we will definitely not be so aggrieved next time, let alone if It wasn't for your help to block it, I couldn't last the moment when my soul left my body."

Chen Ping stopped talking, because he found that on the first day and the fifteenth day of the junior high school, one became more silent and the other felt more guilty.

Chen Pingan stood up, patted the sword gourd, and muttered as he walked: "You go back here first, we have to hurry into the city, and the journey to find Lianhua villain may not be smooth. Without you, I will fight with people now. I really have no confidence, if I don’t cultivate well for ten days and a half months, not to mention the old devil, even the kid who knows how to control the sword will not be able to relax, maybe I will need you two to help clear the way later.”

The two flying swords returned to the Yangjian gourd.

Chen Ping walked to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom alone.

As it got closer and closer to the top of the city, the dharma robe Jin Li gradually changed from gold to a snow-white robe again.

Chen Pingan understood it, and looked back.

Behind him, the battlefield centered on Guniu Mountain is full of aura, lingering, it should be the biggest "heavenly paradise" in this world.

Of course, the same strong martial arts.

If you are not in a hurry to return to the city to look for the little lotus figure, in fact, staying where you are will benefit the most.

However, Chen Pingan looked up at the city in the distance. If he took advantage of all the benefits, he would easily become the enemy of the world.

As for entering the city in full view, would it be dangerous?

Chen Ping walked on the quiet and uninhabited official road, and he could fly tens of feet away in one step.

What I said before was mainly to comfort the lost first and fifteenth day of the junior high school. In fact, if anyone dares to block the way at this time and continues to pester them, then Chen Ping's long breath will only be on his side.

I have seen the invincibility of the old man surnamed Cui in the bamboo building.

There are two realms of defeating an invincible person in "the world" with one's own hands.

Guniu Mountain was completely destroyed, so why did the second sound of the Tiangu beating, and what about the place of ascension?

On the other side of the capital wall, Zhou Fei, who was playing around in the world, felt a little heavy.

It's not like everyone's work is in vain, right?

As the thunder pool in the sky dissipated, and the clouds and mists were cleared to see the great sun shining brightly, Fan Guan'er held up the mirror, shining brightly, on the mirror, her face was reflected beautifully.

Just when Fan Guan'er was about to put away the bronze mirror, she suddenly found herself in the mirror, smiling, but she obviously didn't have any smile.

"Fan Guaner" in the mirror smiled and sighed.

A voice sounded in Fan Guan'er's heart, "Oh, idiot."

Like being struck by lightning.

Feeling hot, Fan Wan'er threw away the bronze mirror, and hugged his head that was about to split open with both hands, his face was full of bitterness and tears.

Far away from the city wall, Ya'er cautiously called out to Palace Master Zhou.

Zhou Fei turned his head and found that the blue dress on her body fell off automatically, dangling, dancing like a singer, caring for herself, as if no one was around.

Zhou Fei sneered and said, "If it's in my hands, I still want to leave."

Zhou Fei stretched out his hand to grab it, and there was a handprint sunken on the shoulder of the dress. The blue dress was still floating to the right, constantly tearing, and finally made the sound of silk being torn. Zhou Fei had an extra piece of torn brocade in his hand, and frowned. "Pretending to be a ghost, I'd like to see, how long can you, the soul of your wife and aunt, hide and plot?"

There are more and more broken dresses in Zhou Fei's hands.

Both he and Lu Fang knew about Tong Qingqing's roots in Haoran Tianxia.

In order to bring back her frivolous mind, the Taishang master of Taiping Mountain didn't want her to go ahead and gamble everywhere. Dao Xin made her seem to be born afraid of death. I hope that she will understand the Dao between the two extremes, finally break through the barrier of life and death, and successfully enter the upper five realms.

Because Tong Qingqing, the exiled immortal in this life, is extremely afraid of death, it is reasonable to hide around.

But for such a person who is afraid of death, if he doesn't cherish his talent in martial arts at all, it must be unreasonable.

So what Tong Qingqing's ultimate move is, it must be very interesting.

The old man in Jingxinzhai, who is of the same generation as Tong Qingqing's benefactor or even a higher generation, has high hopes for Tong Qingqing. She has a photographic memory. In terms of erudition, she is probably second only to Ding Ying, and her talent in martial arts is even more amazing. , if it wasn't for her soft and cowardly temperament, Tong Qingqing would most likely be the number one master in Jianghu under Ding Ying.

Once Ding Ying, who seemed to be in opposition to good and evil, but was actually a secret alliance, died, Yu Zhenyi's desire to kill Zhongqiu would definitely fade away, and he had already won Ding Laomo's silver lotus crown, ranking among the top three and firmly occupying a place. Sincerely unwilling to soar, she would definitely not add to the superfluity, so as not to become the target of public criticism. After all, she and Ding Ying set up such a big game, and against all the grandmasters, Yu Zhenyi has committed a huge taboo.

At present, it is only because Yu Zhenyi's fighting strength is not damaged in the slightest that people dare not tear up their skins with him and talk about morality in the world.

At least Zhongqiu, Liu Zong, the knife grinder, and Tong Qingqing, who is hiding and hiding, must have a bad impression of Yu Zhenyi.

So Zhou Fei is actually not willing to quarrel with Tong Qingqing at this time, but this cyan dress and the golden arhat that Monk Yunni went to ask for from the Emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom must be obtained. Fortunate fate, the former was to take away the Demon Sect Ya'er and sharpen his son Zhou Shi's character, the latter was to exchange for a magic weapon and give it to Lu Fang. But there is also a bird's-eye view of Feng Jianxian and Chunchao Palace who are connected with each other, Zhou Shi's martial arts road to the top, so there is no need to worry about the future.

In the final analysis, it is still a big monk like him, it is too difficult to give birth to an heir, especially their Yuguizong Jiang family, who has been single-handed for many years.

A bald old man with a big luggage on his back climbed to the top of the city, walking fast like flying. He was the monk Yunni who had taken off his cassock and left the Vajra Temple.

Passing by Fan Wan'er who was squatting on the ground covering his head, the old man glanced curiously, wondering why this young fairy with a mirror heart was in such pain.

But when the old man saw Zhou Fei "tearing" the blue dress, he was no longer a monk, and shouted angrily: "Zhou Fei!"

Zhou Fei sneered and said: "Old bald donkey, do you really think that when this dress came to you back then, it was just one of Tong Qingqing's schemes. It is one of the four magic treasures, it is true, but there is no objective mirror in it, and the soul of Xin Zhai Tong Qingqing has long been hidden in it."

The old man was unmoved, and his eyes widened, like the angry eyes of King Kong in the temple hall, "If you want to talk about it, you will leave this world with Miss Qingqing, and I will bring you this golden body of Arhat. If Fei dares to break his promise, I dare to kill you."

Zhou Fei was amused, "You are an old bald donkey, calling you a girl in a dress, Qingqing, are you sorry?"

The old man was speechless for a while, feeling a little guilty.

Zhou Fei pointed to Fan Guan'er in the distance, his eyes showed admiration, "This Tong Qingqing's direct disciple, the future master of Jingxinzhai, is probably the body of Tong Qingqing's exiled immortal. They are generally the same, they look like a child, and they don’t care about their realms and cultivation bases. They grew up with the current and became a young woman like Fan Guaner. In addition, Jing Yanglou helped her to hide from the world, you and me, people in the world, even Ding Ying. , was fooled by her."

Zhou Fei laughed loudly, "Even lied to myself, Tong Qingqing, you're just being cruel, it's all foreign objects."

Zhou Fei flicked his sleeves, letting the blue dress float away.

Without the blue dress, it means that if you want the golden arhat, you can only grab it from Monk Yunni.

But after Zhou Fei weighed the pros and cons, he gave up the two blessings, and only wanted a place for the third great master.

You can also take away the demon crow.

In this blessed land of lotus root flowers, for the exiled immortals who are Qi practitioners in Haoran Tianxia, ​​one is a dojo in a snail shell, with hands tied, and the other is a clever woman who cannot cook without rice and has no way to start.

The appearance of that Chen Pingan disrupted all the layout, Ding Ying can die, who in this world dares to say that he will not die

Zhou Fei was worried that he would capsize in the gutter, and even he would be slaughtered by then.Although it doesn't prevent him from leaving Ouhua Blessed Land, the loss is a bit big.

The biggest problem at present is that among the ten people in the world, only two people have died so far, one head and one tail, Ding Ying and Feng Qingbai.

There are still eight left, which means that five more need to die. I am afraid that the promise in that secret letter will take effect.

As expected, Lu Fang was a long-time friend of the head of the Jiang family, and quickly figured out the joints, "Don't worry, with me watching over the next 60 years, Zhou Shi will definitely be among the top three."

Zhou Fei chose to take a step back for the first time. Of course, Monk Yunni was unwilling and did not dare to be aggressive. He followed the "Girl Qingqing" and came to Fan Guaner's side together.

She rubbed her brows vigorously with her hands.

Then this young and stunning beauty straightened up, patted her cheeks with both hands, and made a crackling sound.

Fan Guan'er stretched out two fingers, grabbed the collar of the blue dress in front of him, shook it a few times, put it on himself, then tore it off again, and casually threw it to the bewildered old man. Monk, she said with a smile: "Don't worry, your so-called Qingqing girl is still there, you just need to go to Guniu Mountain and stay there, and she will recover soon. She is the real owner of this dress, my soul is nothing but It’s just borrowed for decades, and after sojourning, I’ve banned it by myself, it’s no different from a dead thing, so it’s not easy to be discovered by Ding Ying. So you have talked to this dress for so many years What, is it Buddha's words, or love words, anyway, I didn't hear a single word."

The old monk held the dress in his arms, blushing a little.

Fan Guan'er narrowed his eyes, fell into deep thought, and ignored this monk who had moved his heart earlier.

The memory recovered bit by bit, like a clear spring flowing into the heart, but she deliberately left it in the corner of the heart lake and left it alone.

Instead, the replay starts with a pure "Jingxinzhai disciple Fan Guaner".

The senior sister Zhou Shuzhen accepted the apprentice on behalf of the master, and took her young self back. In the Jingxin Pavilion, the forbidden place of the sect, Fan Guaner only worshiped the scroll three times.

She was once the person who most wanted to see "Tong Qingqing" in the world, so Zhou Shuzhen finally gave her a bronze mirror.

She learned the white ape back sword technique, and was hailed by the world as "with or without a back sword, there are two Fan Guaner".

But Fan Wan'er found out that this unique skill, the last sword, seems to be used by no one in this world. There is neither such a sword nor such a martial arts physique, but Zhou Shuzhen still insisted on her studying this skill at the beginning. White Ape Back Sword.

That's why in Baihe Temple back then, Chen Pingan, the banished immortal, wondered why Fan Guan'er, who was clearly "close to the Dao", seemed to be walking with a heavy load, walking in an extremely muddy way, because most of his spirit was missing, like a walking corpse, how could he Be agile.

Fan Guan'er was also on the bridge and asked Prince Wei Yan if there were often familiar people and things.Later, in the prince's mansion, the old cook who was originally the third best in the world also saw Fan Guaner's weirdness at a glance, but at that time the old man mistakenly thought that she was just the reincarnation of a certain "banished immortal", so it was relatively easy to be deceived. "Ghost upper body", there will be certain aura lingering on the body.

Thinking of two occasions where he took the initiative to find Chen Pingan.

Fan Wan'er grinned, well, what kind of background is it that has the ability to make Grand Master Uncle agree to let him possess him and come to Ouhua Blessed Land in danger, just to warn that Chen Pingan, but it's a pity that the rules of this world are too Big, it's not easy to take advantage of loopholes, so in those two times, "Fan Guan'er" could only stare blankly, unable to say a word, and that Chen Ping'an probably just regarded himself as a crazy woman

"Fan Guaner" stepped on the ruins of the wall, leaned forward, put one arm on his leg, looked into the distance, and smiled.

At that time in the night market, at a table near her and Chen Ping'an, it seemed that ordinary people were cursing the street. some type of.

The real deep meaning, of course, is that "there are no more than three things".

But those swearing words are really not particular, they sound like the words of that stinky little Taoist boy, this time when he returns to Haoran Tianxia, ​​even if the Grand Master stops him, he still wants to talk to that little kid who has long disliked him, Say it well.In the past ninety years, Ding Ying has met her several times by chance, and Xiao Daotong should not have made her own claims, but that time she was taken away by the master of the Bingfu Sect, she dared to affirm that it was definitely the most vengeful little bastard who was making fun of her. There is no danger, but when you think about it, it is also very disgusting.

And because of possession.

The most important thing is that the Taishang Master broke the rules of Ouhua Blessed Land, and also caused all the plans of "Jingxinzhai Tong Qingqing" to go to waste.

Before Tong Qingqing got the bronze mirror and the soul of the blue dress, Xiaodaotong quickly determined the final ten people on the list.

Or is it said that the Grand Master who has spent his whole life searching and searching, met a rich man, so he didn't care about the money and planned to spend money directly to lift himself out of the Ouhua Blessed Land?

Fan Guaner, or Tong Qingqing was in sight.

The white robe was already approaching the city.

No, to be precise, she should be Huang Ting, Taoist priest of Taiping Mountain now, no longer Fan Guaner, a messy matchmaking puppet, and even less the cowardly Tong Qingqing who is afraid of death.

She gave a feed, raised her arms high, and gave a thumbs up to the guy outside the city.

This is the Taoist nun of Taiping Mountain who is famous in Tongyezhou. It is the first time in her life that she admires a man younger than herself.

Chen Ping raised his head, looked at the weird and unfamiliar Fan Wan'er, and frowned.

He just looked at Zhong Qiu, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

In Chen Ping's mind, no matter where the Jianghu is, there should be people from the Jianghu like Song Yushao and Zhongqiu, and that is the Jianghu.

Huang Ting raised his brows, and his smile deepened, "It has personality, I like it"

Outside the city is Chen Pingan who stopped.

On the top of the city, Yu Zhenyi, the head of the Hushan School among the top ten people, has already put on the silver lotus crown, and there is a glazed flying sword hovering beside him, and he has taken out a Yuzhu folding fan. On the top of the fan bones, there is a record of a unique martial art in tiny characters.

Zhong Qiu, with a relieved expression, lay on the head of the dilapidated city, his shoulders drooping, not like the usual Nanyuan Guo Guoshi.

Chunchao Palace Zhou Fei.

Tang Tieyi, the general of the Northern Jin Dynasty with a solemn expression, kept stroking the handle of the alchemist's knife with his thumb.

Liu Zong, the knife sharpener.

Monk Yunni holding a soft blue dress.

Cheng Yuanshan didn't know where he was hiding in the capital.

The tenth ranger, Feng Qingbai, had already died at the sword of his good brother Tang Tieyi.

Old Devil Ding, who was number one, died at the hands of that banished immortal named Chen Pingan.

Apart from the ten people, there was Huang Ting whose momentum had completely changed on the top of the city. Although she was not among the ten people, even Zhou Fei would not dare to provoke her now.After the fusion of soul and body, her appearance began to change, and the already beautiful face added a bit of brilliance, making it even more beautiful.

Taking a bird's-eye view of Feng Lufang, he plans to stay in Ouhua Blessed Land for another sixty years, serving as half of his guardian for his own Taoism and the son of a good friend.

Hairpin Lang Zhou Shi, in his thoughts and thoughts, besides the sadness of the imminent parting, he also has a beautiful longing for 60 years later.

The devil's crow is about to be taken out of this world by Zhou Fei. Once Ding Ying dies, she is the one who feels the most ashamed.

At this moment, when everyone saw the young Banished Immortal, he stopped on the official road outside the city gate.

Yu Zhenyi's eyes were dim, and no emotion could be seen on his face.

Zhong Qiu smiled knowingly.The person who killed Old Devil Ding should be so domineering. It’s like saying that you all saw it. In the battle with Ding Ying, I, Chen Pingan, was injured. life and death.

Knife sharpener Liu Zong sighed and leaned his back against the wall, feeling worried. After seeing the earth-shattering battle at Guniu Mountain, he really lost his energy to go to the muddy water, and felt that it was meaningless.If there is still a chance to walk down the city this time and return to the shop in Kejiaqiao safely, otherwise you will be a rich man honestly in the future, at most pick one or two direct disciples who are pleasing to the eye, don't think about it.

A trace of anger flashed across Longwu General Tang Tieyi's eyes, he just hesitated for a moment, and simply closed his eyes to rest his mind, out of sight and out of mind.

In the end, Chen Ping walked straight through the city gate like this, and gradually walked away.

Yu Zhenyi floated up, stepped on the glazed flying sword over there, and was about to go to Guniu Mountain.

The abundant spiritual energy gathered from all over the world has already begun to disperse. He Yu Zhenyi, a cultivator, how could he miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Reiki is different from the illusory martial arts in the world. It doesn't pick anyone, as long as it has the ability, anyone can be embraced.

Tang Tieyi fixed his eyes on Liu Zong, the drowsy knife sharpener, and walked slowly along the horse path.

Terrified, Liu Zong jumped up, cursing and saying: "You Tang Tieyi, you dare to pinch me like a soft persimmon!"

Huang Ting focused on Zhou Fei, who was not pleasing to the eye.

What the Mistress of Chunchao Palace did in this blessed land, Tong Qingqing of Jingxinzhai can bear it, but Taoist Huang Ting of Taiping Mountain can't bear it

In Fan Guan'er's eyes, it was an ordinary bronze mirror, but in Huang Ting's hands, there was a great mystery, she used Qi to control things, and grasped the bronze mirror on the ground in her hand, she tapped the mirror heavily with her fingers, bang After the mirror surface was shattered, a vision like a deep green pool was revealed. Huang Ting stretched out his two fingers, as if holding something, and pulled it out, but she pulled out a long sword with a sheath

She is the proud child of Taiping Mountain, the third largest sect in Tongyezhou. The future suzerain, as long as she enters the upper five realms, Huang Ting will surely become a fairy of the twelve realms.

It would be too outrageous if this didn't have any family background.

For a moment, Zhou Shi and Ya'er looked at each other in blank dismay, because both of them felt the glow on their backs.

The two turned their heads abruptly.

It happened to meet the eyes of the white-robed immortal who was looking towards the top of the city.

Zhou Fei scolded with a smile: "Old Devil Ding, a guy with a higher heart than the sky, has done more than succeed in his successes, and has more than failed in his successes. It's a disaster for me."

Zhou Fei turned his head to look at Lu Fang, who was also helpless, "Unless this person ascends with you, Zhou Shi must be in danger if he stays in Ouhua Paradise."

Zhou Fei pinched his chin. If the fate is difficult to make, then he has to make another plan.

But at this moment, everyone couldn't help but look up at the sky.

A large golden hole was opened in the sea of ​​clouds, and a beam of light fell on the top of the city in an instant.

Blink of an eye.

I am afraid that no one in the capital will notice this scene except for the banished immortals and masters at the head of the city.

In the eyes of everyone, a short Taoist boy appeared, holding a small and exquisite multicolored rattle in his hand, but carrying a huge golden gourd on his back, almost as tall as a person, which looked extremely funny.

After Huang Ting saw this little guy, he let out a heh heh, and stopped caring about Zhou Fei, and strode towards this person who was very annoying in Haoran Tianxia to sit down as a Taoist boy.

After seeing the murderous Huang Ting, Xiao Daotong rolled his eyes and said, "I didn't come down this time to fight. If you go too far and annoy my master, I won't be afraid of your grand master who will protect you for nothing. so many years"

Huang Tingruo was still the Taiping Mountain Taoist nun before she came to Ouhua Blessed Land, she would only say that it was my patriarch's business, and then she should make a move or make a move, but at this moment, she grinned, with a look like we will wait and see when we arrive in Haoran Tianxia expression.Xiao Daotong responded, grinning in the same way, disapproving, compared with Xiao Daoye, the Taiping Mountain, which is my backing mountain, is still a little smaller, and it is not the Dragon and Tiger Mountain in Zhongtu Shenzhou.

Xiao Daotong moistened his throat, straightened his chest, and strode on the horse-drawn road at the head of the city. His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear him clearly, "The rules have changed, which is a great benefit to you guys." News, the last ten people on the list, those who survive, can ascend to the ascension, and those who are unwilling to leave this world, after I beat the second drum and before the third drum, just leave the city by yourself. Of course, even if you don't ascend, those who walk down the city can still get a magic weapon."

"Remember, those who ascend from the top of the city will stay in this world with their bodies, and only use their souls to go to other places and keep all their memories. Don't think that starting all over again is a bad thing. It's a mystery, and you will experience it later. "

Xiao Daotong walked swaggeringly with his toes high and high, "The top three on the list are even more blessed. The second Yu Zhenyi, if he chooses to ascend, he can take away three of them. The third Zhou Fei, he can take away at will. One person. My master has spoken, except for Ding Ying. Those who have been taken away can leave together in their bodies."

"Well, it seems that many people are at a loss. Don't be surprised. Your strength is too weak, and you are not qualified to participate in it. If you are lucky, only Feng Qingbai will end up."

Speaking of this, Xiao Daotong said with a smile to Huang Ting: "You said that you are not angry. You can be among the top three in strength. Alas, people are not as good as God. There is no way. Who told you Taipingshan to hook up with that Two outsiders broke the rules first, my master was very angry at that time."

Huang Ting twitched the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Daotong tilted his head, stared at her face, and added fuel to the fire: "Huang Ting, why do you think you are so stinky and shameless, Haoran Tianxia, ​​you don't look half as good-looking as you do now."

Xiao Daotong seemed to be hit on the back of the head by someone, and suddenly he fell like a dog eating shit, and he didn't feel ashamed. He stood up and patted the Taoist robe. When he passed by Huang Ting, he made a face, and continued: "Finally say An old rule that has been passed down from generation to generation, don't publicize what happened today to the outside world, as long as you know it in your heart, of course, if you really can't help it, mention it to a very few people, it's okay."

After saying this in one breath, Xiao Daotong raised the rattle and shook it lightly.

There is no vision of heaven and earth, just a light thud.

This is the second sound of the drum

Yu Zhenyi stepped on the Liuli Flying Sword, and slapped Xiao Daotong, "Farewell, Master Immortal."

Facing this "peer" in appearance, Xiao Daotong had a different attitude, a little more serious, and said old-fashionedly: "Go, everyone has his own ambition. My master is not disappointed in you, so please cherish it." A Jiazi."

For the first time, Yu Zhenyi showed a look of excitement, Yu Jian went to the ruins of the Guniu Mountain battlefield, and wantonly absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It is expected to break through again after leaving the customs, even against the enemy Chen Pingan, maybe he has the power to fight.

Zhong Qiu asked with a smile: "Liu Zong, what do you say?"

Knife sharpener Liu Zong thought for a while, and said with a smile: "I will trouble the national teacher to sell it for me in the future. I believe that with the method of the national teacher, I have already known the young people I am looking for. When the time comes, I will share the money." Send it to a few of them."

Zhong Qiu nodded, "It's not difficult. Then let's not live here."

Liu Zong sighed.

Zhongqiu clasped his fists together.

Liu Zong hurriedly cupped his fists to return the salute, and couldn't help asking: "Master Zhong, after you leave together, there may be a chance to come back, but if you don't leave this time, you won't have a chance to ascend again."

Zhongqiu shook his head and said, "My hometown is where my heart is at ease."

Liu Zong kept clasping his fists and never put them down.

Zhong Qiu smiled warmly, lightly pressed Liu Zong's hand, turned around and left, and walked down the wall.

Xiao Daotong glanced at Zhong Qiu's back and shook his head.

Tang Tieyi quickly followed Zhongqiu.

The monk Yunni stepped out of the city in one step, and fell outside the city, holding the blue dress in his arms, and ran quickly in the direction of Guniu Mountain.

On the top of the city, there is not much left.

Zhou Fei said to Lu Fang: "Take Zhou Shi to hide for a while, it is best to leave Nanyuan Kingdom, the farther the better. Once I leave the Ouhua blessed land, no one can stop that Chen Pingan."

Without hesitation, Lu Fang and Zhou Shi swept down the city, bypassed Guniu Mountain, and went to the border of Nanyuan Kingdom.

In the end, there were only four people left, Xiaodaotong who was carrying a huge gourd, Huang Ting of Taiping Mountain, "Zhou Fei" of Yuguizong, and Liu Zong who was born and raised in Ouhua Blessed Land.

Xiao Daotong glanced under a certain stone bridge in the city, where the Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan was hiding. He was full of sarcasm, yawned, and shook the rattle casually, and the third drum sounded.

If Cheng Yuanshan does not appear at the head of this city, it will be a waste of time to fetch water from a bamboo basket.

A bright beam of light descended violently, covering Liu Zong within it, and his whole body disappeared in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

Xiao Daotong looked at Zhou Fei with admiration, and revealed a little more secret, and said softly: "That Chen Ping'an, don't worry about him doing anything wrong here, heh, he still has to suffer."

Zhou Fei was puzzled, and smiled, "Thank you."

The second beam of light fell on the mortal world, Zhou Fei stayed longer than Liu Zong, his figure was blurred, and he waved goodbye to Huang Ting leisurely.

Xiao Daotong smiled and looked at the frowning Taiping Mountain nun, "Are you worried about your situation?"

Huang Ting sneered and said: "You go back and tell my patriarch that you don't need to spend money. It will take ten years at most. What Sui Youyou can't do, I can do. When the time comes, I will break through. I want to ascend physically and return to the Haoran world."

Xiao Daotong smiled playfully, pointing his toes, carrying such a big golden gourd on his back, and began to "fly up" in the air, without a beam of light beside him, crooked, like a dog planing, slowly swimming towards the sky

Huang Ting glanced at it and refused to look at that picture again. This kind of childish behavior was only done by this little bastard.

In the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, there was a skinny little girl who sold books, bought two pieces of clothes, and the rest of the copper coins. She ordered a large table of delicacies that would only appear in dreams. Unfortunately, sitting on a chair, she needed to stand on tiptoe to grab the delicious dishes on the opposite side of the table. Her face was greasy, and she felt that she had never been so happy.

A child named Cao Qinglang was taken to the Yamen by a team of officers and soldiers. Four straw mats were spread outside the lobby and covered with four white cloths.The child squatted there in a daze, without saying a word.

Under a bridge, arm sage Cheng Yuanshan was still waiting, waiting for the second thunderous drumbeat.

There was a scholar of the Han nationality. After hearing that someone died not far away, he was forced by his friends to join in the fun. He was already surrounded by the people. The scholar only heard that she was a beautiful woman. When she talked about the tragedy, the most important thing was to ask her to go out less. Now that the two of them are struggling, it doesn't matter, she doesn't need to visit relatives and borrow money to buy books for him.

Flying all the way, back to the street, after turning into the alley, Chen Ping'an walked heavily.

When entering the city, even if there are so many masters standing on the top of the city.

Chen Pingan still passed by in an unprecedented invincible posture, wearing white clothes, hanging a wine pot, and holding a long sword.

But at this moment, Chen Pingan raised his hand several times, facing a market house with cheap Spring Festival couplets pasted on it, but he didn't knock on the door again.

Chen Pingan didn't know.

The old Taoist stood behind him and looked at him.

A veteran must "know" two things.

How do you Chen Pingan know yourself.

And how will they look at the world.