Sword comes

When the green-clothed man grabbed the golden body of the Canal Master of Suizaoxi, Cangyun Huhu Lord had an angry expression on his face, as if he would strike violently at any time, and even went ashore to fight.

But when that man smashed the golden body of a river god to death with one punch, the Lake Lord Yinhou felt as calm as water, and his expression was calm. Facing the foreigner who seemed to be riding a horse, Yinhou raised his hand and put his fingers together. Two strands of spiritual light, one pale gold and one emerald green, condensed like small snakes, entangled with each other on the fingertips, and Yin Hou shook lightly, and the surface of Cangyun Lake with him as the center of the circle was instantly enveloped by mist and green smoke. The surface of the water is hundreds of feet in radius.

On the other side of the ferry, not to mention Du Yu of the Ghost Axe Palace, but Yan Qing turned his Qi machine and stared intently. As far as he could see, there was only a vast expanse of fog. The Patriarch of Jiabaodong Wonderland seemed to control the important treasure of the master's family, and a burst of precious light was faintly visible, protecting all the fellow monks, and then began to retreat slowly, probably to leave the battlefield completely to the side of Hu Jun Yinhou.

On the edge of the water mist, a large pale golden python and a large green snake hovered continuously, and the two sides flew with their tails in their tails, like dragons flying clouds and spreading rain, aggravating the water mist on the lake.

Yan Qing only knew that this was one of the natal supernatural powers of a man who had attained the Great Dao of Water God. It was not just a simple trick to deceive the eyes, but a cage similar to a talisman array. It is a kind of water grinding method that can be both offensive and defensive.

Du Yu stood still, and glanced at the messy ferry in front of him. It was a mess, except for the bamboo box and the ground on the other side of the trekking sticks, which were still intact.

Senior is really a fairy handwriting.

What does this mean? This means that senior has not done his best yet.

With a wave of his sleeve, Yan Qing brushed away the dust at the ferry.

It's just that her eyes were always gazing at the movement on the surface of Cangyun Lake. The vast formation of water mist with a radius of hundreds of feet suddenly became like a fishing net that was pulled up by someone, and became only about ten feet in size, but the water mist also followed suit. It became thicker and thicker like water, and the golden python and the green giant snake crashed into the formation from one left and one right.

Yan Qing sighed in his heart. After all, it was the battle on Cangyun Lake. The Lord of the Lake, Yinhou, took advantage of the right time and place, and another confidant, the God of the River, used his life as the price to block that person's forward momentum and lost the initiative. Presumably that person's situation It's only going to get worse.Hu Lord Yinhou was able to stand in Yinping Country for thousands of years, and as the god of water, he was on an equal footing with the Lord of Five Sacred Mountains in a country. It is no wonder that the ancestors of Shimen chose Dragon Palace as the last place to stay during their trip to the city.

Yan Qing glanced at Du Yu and saw that he had a calm expression on his face.

Sensing Yan Qing's gaze, Du Yu turned his head and smiled, "A small pond won't be able to trap my Brother Chen who can turn rivers and seas upside down with just a single sneeze."

Yan Qing sneered.

This kind of disgusting words of sycophancy, after the war is over, let's see if you can still say it.

The cultivator of Baodong Fairyland has withdrawn from the battlefield more than a hundred feet away, and the patriarch Fan Weiran still has not put away the supernatural power of the mountain treasure. He saw a golden light shining from the golden crown on the old woman's head, and a man appeared beside the old woman. Like a heavenly lady on a hanging statue, her face is blurred, she is covered in golden light, and her figure is graceful. This illusory golden maid's sleeves are fluttering. The surface of the lake has frozen over, as if creating a temporary ferry for people to stand on.

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the Patriarch didn't intend to get involved in the fight tonight.

Hu Lord Yinhou still stood at the same place, but there were only two remaining river gods who had led people away separately. Looking at the direction, they were heading back home. The owner of the Shaoxi canal also seemed to be a blessing in disguise, not to mention the amnesty. With an unconcealable look of joy on his face, he used his supernatural powers, turned into a cloud of water mist, and quickly swept towards his home's Shaoxi Canal.

Yan Qing knew very well that this was Cangyun Lake's plan to mobilize the crowd and kill that person.

Yin Hou still had that leisurely mood, and smiled slightly at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing turned a blind eye.

Visions abound on the lake.

A golden thread suddenly appeared in the array cage covering the lake, and then the water array exploded, melting into the lake like frozen water.

The man in the blue shirt held his back with one hand, and also put his fingers together, facing the Lord of the Lake, Yinhou, with his back to the ferry.

The man pinched a piece of golden fairy treasure with his fingers, and only half of it burned.

Yan Qing was puzzled.

It's just a barrier breaker

There is such a powerful barrier-breaking talisman in the world

Not only did this break through the formation of Lord Yinhou of the Lake, but from the direction of the ferry of Yan Qing and Du Yu, he also saw the man's hand behind his back, clenched his fist lightly, and revealed two little snakes, one pale gold and one emerald green. tail.

Hu Jun Yinhou was not surprised when he saw the vision. He smiled and said, "A dish of Cangyun Lake's hors d'oeuvres, what does this immortal master think?"

Chen Ping looked around. The two river gods and the owner of the Shaoxi canal should have returned to their respective jurisdictions. Starting from the source of the three canals, they continued to gather momentum downstream to help the Lake Lord set up a real killing array.

If he hadn't noticed the movement outside, Chen Pingan didn't mind staying in the formation, and he would just enjoy the coolness and enjoy the moon. After all, the two water-carrying snakes and pythons of Lord Yinhou of the Lake, after a small training, are not the masters of the Shaoxi canal. Take out the shabby handwriting of four liang of water transportation essence.Weighed them, each weighed at least one catty, worthy of being a king of a lake, and his background was far from comparable to that of the little canal owner He Po.

Chen Pingan temporarily gave up his plan to completely train the two water-carrying snakes and pythons, and the two touches of brilliance in his hands behind his back disappeared in an instant, and he was detained outside the gate of the water mansion.

If there is really a backhand plan, which makes him physically and mentally suffer a little bit, it is also the ability of that Hu Jun Yinhou, Chen Ping admits it is a small mistake.

Inside the small world of human body, two aqua snakes are entrenched outside the gate of the water mansion, shivering.

A fire dragon that came frantically, raised its head high, and looked down coldly at these two lowly species that were not as good as ants.One of its paws gently rubbed against the ground. If it wasn't for the familiar refining aura on them, they would be gone with one paw.

The gate of the Water Mansion opened instantly, and then suddenly closed again.

It turned out that the two boys in green clothes picked up the golden python and green snake and ran away.

The fire dragon manifested by the warrior's pure true energy moved its huge body, turned around slowly, and left leisurely.

Hujun Yinhou spread out a palm, which was a fragment of a golden body, which was all the relics after the fall of the Muhan River God.

The rest is a bigger one. After the first punch, two pieces of the golden body were scattered and splashed out. The thumb-sized one had already been snatched into the sleeve by the green-clothed man. The essence of the golden body may also become that person's pocket.

Yin Hou shook his head lightly and sighed. Although the Muhan River God was the least powerful among the three river gods, he was the most loyal and loyal. He followed him early. It's a pity that the empathetic master of the stream canal died like this, and it's even more a pity that he was left with only such a piece of golden body after death.If you add the slightly larger one, maybe you can increase your cultivation base by a hundred years.

The piece of golden body in Yinhou's palm sank into his palm, and he planned to slowly refine it after the battle, which was an unexpected joy.

What is the death of a so-called general under his command, and then ask the emperor of Ping Kingdom for an order to seal Zheng Zheng. Anyway, this right-hand man of the river god is already ready to move, coveting the position of the river god is not a day or two, otherwise he How did the extra rare treasures in the daughter's boudoir come from?

This Mu Hanhe River God has secretly hidden two beautiful maidservants with good qualifications in the past hundred years. It just chilled the hearts of all the soldiers.

Chen Pingan glanced at the monks in Baodong Fairyland who were farther away, and made it clear that he wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, but he was actually a little helpless. It seemed that he wanted to make a lot of money, and he was a little bit on the hook.These genealogical immortal masters, why don't they have any way to see the injustice? The chivalrous heart who draws swords to help each other says that they are soft-spoken. They just changed their cups at the Dragon Palace banquet, so they turned their faces and refused to recognize anyone. They threw a few magic weapons over to try themselves. It's not difficult for you, is it?

For this group of immortal monks, Chen Pingan didn't think too much about enmity.

Cangyun Lake is different.

The gods of mountains and rivers who take the initiative to do evil and make trouble for one side are completely different from those who practice Taoism without doing good and ignoring the human world.

Hujun Yinhou saw that the man was silent, and asked: "I want to be kind."

Chen Pingan replied: "Wait for the main course to be served."

Yin Hou laughed loudly, "Well, well, you are refreshing."

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes.

Sitting in Cangyun Lake for thousands of years of water transportation, the territory under its jurisdiction is as large as those small feudal kingdoms in Luzhou in Beiju. After so many years, it must be so laughing to see the human beings become fine and get the Tao, and they have cultivated the means of water gods. never shed tears

There were no ripples on the lake.

In front of Cangyunhu Hujun, there was an extra cyan figure.

Yin Hou, who was wearing a purple and luxurious dragon robe, hesitated for a moment, but did not choose to dodge, intending to try the weight of the "Sword Immortal" fist in front of him.

Stretch out a hand and block in front of him.

That "colorful purple" dragon robe was elaborately refined by the Lord Hu at a cost of a lot of immortal money. It is a genuine magic weapon, and it is placed in Huangyue City and Baodong Fairyland. It is a first-class fairy family treasure.The so-called family background depends on how many magical treasures there are in the sect on the top of the mountain of Xianjia, and how many orthodox gods he holds in his hands can arbitrarily arrange his confidants and superiors.

So heavy.

A swimming dragon on the robe unexpectedly collapsed on the spot.

Hujun Yinhou took advantage of the situation and slipped out a few feet backwards.

Could it be that the so-called Sword Immortal status of a martial arts master with a golden body is just a cover-up of suspicion at the Narcissus Temple?

However, Yin Hou still kept his face unchanged, raised his hand again, and received another punch. This time, the two water-carrying dragons on his body exploded. Take it easy, even if one or two magic robe dragons are temporarily broken, you can still reshape the golden body in an instant like the gods on the premise of not hurting the foundation of the Dao.If it's just the strength of these two punches, Yin Hou is sure to let this person punch more than a hundred times. Then we will see whether it is his magic robe that is ingenious and extraordinary, or your breath of pure true energy is more lingering.

The third punch has arrived.

The magic robe simultaneously shattered the two flood dragons swimming on the sleeves.

Yin Hou looked a little dignified.

Just about to think about whether to use his supernatural powers to escape, after all, instead of teasing each other like this, the momentum of the two rivers and one canal has already been established, and the three golden gods are about to pour water into Cangyun Lake. Mr. Hu personally took risks.If he hadn't wanted to show off his demeanor in front of the fairy Yan Qing, it would have been extremely difficult for this person to get close to him on the water of Cangyun Lake.

Yin Hou, who had been hovering several feet above the lake, stepped back quietly with his foot in the lake water after being punched back, smiling slightly, full of sarcasm.

Another punch came.

A piece of the ice statue of the Lake Monarch shattered.

Hu Lord Yinhou stood in the water a few feet below the lake surface, with his hands behind his back, he shook his wrists and stretched his muscles and bones. He was really a pure martial artist. god.

Yinhou felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer on his back, and his fists tilted upwards, hitting the Lake Lord directly through the water and flying into the air.

Fortunately, only six flood dragons on the colorful magic robe were broken.

If the nine dragons collapse at the same time, the magic robe will lose its effect temporarily.

This is similar to Chenglujia, the god-man transformed into Bingjiazhibaojiawan.

Knock on the head.

There was a sound like a big bell in the air.

As soon as Yin Hou left Cangyun Lake, he crashed into the lake again.

Although Hujun Yinhou didn't suffer any physical damage, he felt that these two punches were a great humiliation in his life.

Then under the lake.

If there is a series of dull winter thunders under the water of Cangyun Lake.

The lake was turbulent.

It's just that when the big wave approached the golden maid holding the canopy, it seemed to be blocked by the high wall of the city and turned into powder. The waves were layered upon layer, blocked by the golden light, like countless snow-white pearls.

Fan Weiran smiled and said, "Go ashore to watch the battle."

The ice layer under the feet of the crowd rose in the air, and they went to the ferry at lightning speed.

The old woman is a unique existence in Baodong Wonderland, and no monk has any objection at the moment.

Only the eccentric Second Ancestor, who was the mentor of the fairy Yan Qing, dared to contradict Fan Weiran.

When the ice layer approached the ferry, without the control of Fan Weiran's aura, it suddenly dissipated and melted into the lake.

The monk floated to the ground with the ancestor Fan Weiran, and came to the almost ruined ferry.

After the fairy master approached the ferry, Du Yu gritted his teeth, pointed his toes, and swept towards the bookcase and walking stick, holding down the handle of the knife at his waist.

Fan Weiran just glanced at this son of the Ghost Axe Palace soldier family, and led others to pass him by.

The golden woman who was supporting the treasure cover by the attendant seemed to have the same heart, and she also took a look at Du Yu.

Du Yu's teeth were chattering, and he stood tensely beside the trekking stick, motionless.

This tall old lady is the second highest among the monks on the mountains of more than ten countries.

Moreover, his strength was almost the same as that of the city lord of Huangyue City who sat in the first place.

In addition, Fan Weiran is notoriously short-tempered. When she was not the master of Baodong Wonderland in the early years, as long as she led a team to travel down the mountain, there was never a time when several monks did not die. Fan Weiran also likes to torture and kill enemies. Once there was a master of the six realms who provoked the disciples traveling in Baodong Wonderland. Fan Weiran approached him. After knocking him down with a magic weapon, the old woman stood beside that guy , stepping on it with one foot, from foot to head, turning it into a puddle of meat.

Fan Weiran raised his finger and tapped the golden crown on his head lightly, all the golden light flowed back to the golden crown, and the golden maid and the Chinese cover in her hand disappeared.

Yan Qing bowed and said, "Yan Qing pays homage to Patriarch."

Fan Weiran looked kindly, poked Yan Qing's forehead lightly with his fingers, and said with feigned anger: "You little girl is so bold, you dare to walk with such a vicious foreigner."

Yan Qing was blushed and speechless, and stood with his hands tied.

Fan Weiran turned to look at Cangyun Lake, and told Yan Qing with ripples in his heart, "It's time for a good show. To be able to beat Yin Hou to the point of destroying his phantom, so that his real body can show up, he must be a master of golden body. Rare and rare, the rivers and lakes of more than ten countries below the mountain have not seen the legendary golden warrior for 200 years. Yan girl, you must be careful when fighting this person, don't be close, don't be like that The Lord of the Lake, Yinhou, will suffer. Isn’t it stupid to compete with that martial artist with bare hands without using fairy arts and magic weapons?”

Yan Qing nodded.

Fan Weiran added: "What's more, that Lord Hu is born with a tyrannical body, which is not comparable to us Qi practitioners. He is a beast, with rough skin and thick flesh."

Suddenly, a huge boa constrictor with a length of one hundred feet appeared on the lake. It had already sprouted four claws, raised its head high, opened its mouth wide, and spit out a beam of green light towards the lake.

Dressed in a green shirt, he raised his palm and blocked the imposing beam of light abruptly.

That gorgeous picture is like a bright moon on the sea.

Yan Qing silently took this picture scroll into his eyes.

Fan Weiran sneered and said, "A martial artist in the golden body realm fights against a golden god. It's not bad, it's a worthwhile trip."

At the same time, three water dragons of several tens of feet appeared at the entrance of the two rivers and one canal. The two yellow water dragons were larger, and the black water dragon was the most petite and exquisite.

Only the eyes of the three water dragons controlled by the golden body of the water god showed a layer of faint gold.

Not only did the three water dragons come rushing to help, but the water veins in the entire Cangyun Lake jurisdiction began to vibrate and twist, for the use of the lake lord Yinhou and the three golden gods with one canal and two rivers.

On the Cangyun Lake tonight, the real flood is now, and the waves are raging.

The magnificent battlefield keeps moving away from the ferry and towards the center of Cangyun Lake.

One of Fan Weiran's direct disciples, Zixiu, laughed softly, "Master, this guy is very knowledgeable, he was afraid that the water splashed even the slightest bit on Master, so he ran away by himself."

Another tall male monk echoed: "He who knows the current affairs is a hero. He has completely annoyed Hu Lord Yinhou, and his life and death are unpredictable. If he makes enemies with the ancestors, he will not be able to seek death."

Du Yu, who is like a light on his back, is like a wooden pestle at the front of the ferry.

It is more like a trekking stick than that verdant trekking stick.

An unattainable fairy Yan Qing can make Du Yu and Ghost Ax Palace unable to get around, not to mention Fan Weiran, a mountaintop monk with invincible magic skills.

The old woman stepped on the top of the ghost ax palace, that is the real mountain top.

Fan Weiran turned his head and said with a smile: "Yan girl, don't be restrained, just take a step forward."

Only then did Yan Qing, who strictly abided by the dignity of the teacher and the seniority, stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with the ancestor.

The old woman Fan Weiran looked happy, but her heart was not as relaxed as it appeared on the surface.

There are some things, even Hu Jun Yinhou and his like, their cultivation level is not low, but as long as they don't stand in that position, they will still be blind.

The old woman raised her head and looked into the night.

Only myself and Ye Han, the lord of Huangyue City, can see the strange light of the scales and half claws.

So the junior sister has always been worried that she will have a grudge against her proud disciple Yan Qing, and even secretly obstruct Yan Qing's road climbing, so guarding against her senior sister is like guarding against thieves.

Fan Weiran felt a little funny.

A young girl with a delicate appearance suddenly said softly: "Grandma Patriarch, that person seems to be just practicing boxing, deliberately using those snakes and pythons to temper his body."

Fan Weiran beckoned, and the girl bounced up to the old woman, raised her head, and said innocently: "Really, Grandmother Patriarch, I won't lie to you."

The tall Fan Weiran bent slightly and rubbed the little girl's head. The old woman lowered her head and stared at the beautiful eyes that were shining with light, and said with a smile: "My girl Cui is very talented, and she is also good. She will grow up in the future." Now, maybe I can be like your Aunt Yan, with great promise, go down the mountain to practice, and no matter where you go, you will be a fairy girl that everyone is looking forward to."

Yan Qing smiled slightly at the girl.

The girl glanced at Yan Qing, twisted her hands together, lowered her head, and said embarrassingly, "I'm not as good-looking as Aunt Yan."

Fan Weiran laughed out loud.

The girl became more and more ashamed.

Yan Qing gently twisted the girl's ear.

This was a rare intimacy that Yan Qing showed.

After Fan Weiran laughed, he looked at Cangyun Lake in the distance, with a serious look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "In this case, we have to think about it."

The signs of a sect's decline often start from the failure of success.

In this regard, Huangyue City is not bad, after all there is still a He Lu support scene, but his Baodong Wonderland is even better.

In addition to Yan Qing, there is also this Cui girl, and her big disciple who has been in seclusion for ten years, will be the pillars of Baodong Wonderland in the future.

Yan Qing's heart was shocked.

Why is that person obviously hiding his clumsiness? Fan Zushi, who had already made up his mind to stand by and watch, turned to murder instead

On Cangyun Lake, an island was plowed into a huge ravine with its big tail by the real snake python of the lake lord Yinhou.

Wearing that blue shirt, every time he punched, he just retreated from the enemy.

More than self-preservation, weak offensive.

Seeing that he had no power to fight back, smashing the golden back of Mu Hanhe God with one punch, and then forcing Hu Jun out of his real body, it should be exhausted in one go.

This made the three water dragons in the two rivers and one canal that were still hidden and hidden, fight more and more heartily, and all of them became fierce.

In the distance of Cangyun Lake, the voice of Hu Lord Yinhou sounded, "Fan Patriarch, as long as you help me kill this beast, I will give that colorful magic robe to Baodong Wonderland as a gift."

Fan Weiran smiled and remained silent.

Yan Qing raised his eyes and looked, even if he used the formula and controlled the aura of the Qi Palace, causing his eyes to emit a purple streamer, which had already shown the great success of the magic technique of "the sun and the moon shine on the furnace, and the eyes produce purple smoke", but Yan Qing still looked at it. It was not very real, after all, the battlefield was still too far away from the ferry, and she could only see the shadow of the snake and python.

Although Cui girl was born able to see some mysterious and vague truths, Yan Qing still didn't dare to believe that a martial artist with a golden body in the legend of the rivers and lakes could face the power of several gods on the territory of Hu Jun Yinhou. The besieged with all their strength, still handled it with ease.If the two sides went ashore to fight, and the gods of Cangyun Lake did not have that geographical advantage, Yan Qing would believe it a little bit.

What's more, for a pure martial artist, if one breath of true qi fails and falls, as long as he is not given a chance to take a breath at will, it will almost inevitably lead to a disastrous end.

How long have the two sides been fighting?

In other words, the physique of a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm not only has a breath of true energy as long as a river, but also has really reached the realm of the undefeated Golden Body of Buddhism, and can easily resist the joint offensive of Lord Xiahu and the three water dragons

In the distance, the voice of Lord Yinhou of the Lake was like thunder, and came from the ferry, "Fan Weiran, I will add another river god of Mu Hanhe, and give it to you Baodong Wonderland."

Fan Weiran said loudly: "If I hadn't been old and dim-sighted, it seems that the owner of Zaoxi Canal is also dead."

On Cangyun Lake, except for the earth-shattering huge waves, the lake lord Yinhou had no words.

Although Yan Qing doesn't pay attention to the common affairs of the world, the territory under the jurisdiction of Cangyun Lake is only three rivers and two canals. It is considered sincere to hand over a river god. The stream and canal are considered to be deserted, but if Hu Lord Yin Houzhen agrees, it will be a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. One canal and one river are two orthodox gods of the Yinping Kingdom, and there is Baodong Wonderland as a backer. Yin Hou completely lost the right to kill casually, how could others snore and sleep on the side of the couch, the Lake Lord Yin Hou naturally understood this truth, not to mention that it would involve the fundamentals of the Dao, dividing up a large amount of mountains and rivers in Cangyun Lake. If it were Yan Qing, he would definitely not agree rashly.

Yan Qing asked in his heart: "Old Ancestor, I really want to win the two Cangyun Lake Water God positions in one go."

Fan Weiran smiled and said: "If you don't raise the price like this, even if Marquis Yin obediently handed over Mu Hanhe's throne, he would still be resentful. With Marquis Yin's city and wrist, he will definitely suppress Xinhe God into a waste. We in Baodong Wonderland don’t have so much free time, every day we listen to the complaints of our own river god from another country, so we should take care of it or not.”

Yan Qing nodded and said, "My ancestor has a vision."

Fan Weiran grabbed Yan Qing's slender hand, which was white and greasy like a lotus root, and the old woman held it with one hand, patted the back of her hand with the other, and said with emotion: "Girl Yan, you have heard and understood these common things, forget it, just feel at ease." Cultivate, cultivate the soul and realize the great way."

Yan Qing hummed.

Fan Weiran let go of his hand, and said confidently: "Maybe the harvest will be better than what I expected."

as predicted.

After less than half a stick of incense, Hu Lord Yinhou said loudly again: "Fan Patriarch, the position of Zaoxi Canal Master will be given to you together. If you don't agree, you will make progress. In the future, Cangyun Lake and your Baodong fairyland monks will be together. There is no friendship at all.”

This time, his voice was no longer as calm as before, and he was gnashing his teeth, obviously a little out of breath.

Fan Weiran smiled slightly, and whispered to Yanqing: "How?"

Yan Qing looked complicated, and said softly: "Old Ancestor, be careful."

"Girl Yan, you probably don't know how the last warrior with a golden body in the history of more than ten countries died. You can ask your master when you go back to the master's gate. That is the relationship between my junior sister and the city lord of Huangyue City Fight to Fame."

Fan Weiran laughed and turned into a rainbow and swept away.

Yan Qing frowned.

Du Yu still stood obediently, praying to God and worshiping Buddha silently in his heart.

When the rainbow hung above his head and went to Cangyun Lake, Du Yu felt that it was of little use, but if he had three sticks of incense, Du Yu would really stick it in the ground.

On a small island that was almost flattened.

The huge real body of Hu Jun Yinhou slowly swam around the island.

The water dragons controlled by the two golden bodies of the river gods were already red-eyed, and frantically slaughtered the blue figure on the island.

As for the jet-black water dragon controlled by the Shaoxi Canal Master, which is floating on the lake outside the island, the canal master’s skin hidden in the Dragon Palace is crumbling on a futon. The bones are about to be smashed.

The two river gods nearby stood on the futons, closed their eyes and concentrated, the golden light flowed through the whole body, and the aura of the Dragon Palace Water Transport continued to pour into the golden body.

It's just that the skins are here so that the nearby water towers can absorb the abundant water transport from the Dragon Palace. The real golden bodies of the three river water gods have been completely integrated into the three water dragons.

A water dragon rammed the green-clothed guest with its huge head.

But he was pressed against his head with a palm, unable to move forward at all.

The man smiled and said, "If you are a little tired, then replace me."

Chen Ping twisted out a Jade Qing Guangming Talisman secretly made by the Yunxiao Palace of the Chongxuan Department. He had already finished reciting the mantra silently, and threw it into the sky.

Brighten up.

If there is a big sun shining brightly in the dark.

Since there is no deliberate pursuit of a wide range, the detainment of the island becomes more and more indestructible.

The water dragon in the form of a river god wanted to shake his head and retreat.

The palm that was resisting the head attack in an upright posture twisted slightly as the green-clothed man stepped on the ground, and moved forward with the knife in his hand.

A line was cut, and the water dragon, which was entrusted with the golden body of the river god, was cut open from the head, all the way.

When the man stood still, a slightly larger fragment of the golden body appeared in his hand.

The river god's skin in the Dragon Palace, which had transformed into a human form, withered and turned into ashes.

The other water dragon was at a loss at first, and then fled crazily. However, when it hit the dazzling forbidden wall, several cracks shattered on its head on the spot. Drilling through the roots of the island, once you get close to the water, you have a chance to escape.

But the next moment, it felt as if it had been hit hard on the head, and slid forward close to the island ground, forcing a deep ditch for the water dragon.

The green-clothed man with the negative sword who came to the top of the faucet punched it down.

The entire small island trembled accordingly, splashing countless dust, and the lake water, which was originally turbulent against the shore, was even more turbulent in the opposite direction.

Another fragment of the river god's golden body was held by that man.

Look again.

Hujun Yinhou disappeared unexpectedly.

This is also normal, it was just a small way to defeat each other. If that Hu Jun broke into the range of the talisman array, he would have a more valuable talisman waiting in his sleeve, and he just gave Cangyun Lake a main course.

Out of the corner of Chen Ping's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the small ink-colored water dragon floating on the lake, pretending to be dead, wagging its tail, crashing into the lake, and splashing a large cloud of water.

Chen Ping slapped the Yangjian gourd, and Flying Sword Fifteen swept away.

Chen Ping looked at one place, which was the escape direction of Lord Hu Yinhou.

The sword fairy behind him unsheathed two or three inches by itself.

Chen Pingan squinted his eyes, looked at the dense sea of ​​clouds that were constantly accumulating, and said in a deep voice, "Go back."

The sword fairy returns to the sheath clangingly.

There seemed to be some resentment.

Chen Ping's figure swayed back slightly, but he didn't care about the sword for the time being.

Chen Ping stretched out his hand and held the Yuqing Bright Talisman in his hand. Most of the fairy family talismans are not good at this point. It is not easy to open the door and it is difficult to close the door. A monk can only slow down the shattering of the talisman gallbladder and the flow of aura, but cannot completely stop the burning of a high-grade talisman.But this talisman, after closing the door, even if it has become a mansion with air leaks on all sides, as long as it is not sacrificed again, it should not be difficult to survive for ten days.

That Cangyun Lake Lord has his own way to let him go ashore obediently and do business with him, but it takes a little time.But the greater possibility is that he took the initiative to dock.Bad guys who live long and climb high are often not stupid. This is a very helpless thing.

As for Flying Sword Fifteen, he just followed the Shaoxi Canal Master, not seeking to kill the enemy.

Knowing the general location of the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake, the cost of doing business will be even greater.

Chen Ping turned his head to look into the air, and asked with a smile: "Why is the old lady coming here? I'm afraid I can't swim, and I can't return to the ferry."

Patriarch Fan Weiran was full of anger, this Lake Lord Yinhou actually ran away by himself, if he hadn't realized that he was coming, this unfathomable young man would never have stopped temporarily and gave up hunting Yinhou.

Well, you dared to threaten to fight against the monks of Baodong Wonderland before, but in the next hundred years, I will see whether it is the depth of your Cangyun Lake or our disciples of Baodong Wonderland's magic skills are higher.It just so happened that my junior sister was doomed to be hopeless, so I asked her to bring someone here to confront you, Cangyun Lake, these monsters for a hundred years.

Looking at the young man who was talking politely, with one hand tucked in his sleeve, his two fingers were holding the terrifying talisman, just revealing a little golden light.

Fan Weiran hovered Yufeng at the junction of the island and Cangyun Lake, and glanced at the

The man tied the vermilion wine jug around his waist, and said with a smile, "It really is a sword fairy, and it's surprising how young it is."

Chen Ping took off the Yangjian Gourd, drank some water, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "My brother Du Yu, along the way, talked about a big basket of dirty things about Cangyun Lake, and mentioned your Baodong Wonderland. Sincere respect and admiration, so tonight, I will not care about it with you, old mother. Otherwise, watching such a good show will cost money."

Fan Weiran sneered in his heart.

Suddenly, he found that the man was staring at him, and he said slowly: "So please go."

Fan Weiran's face was gloomy, his sleeves were bulging, and he was chattering.

Fan Weiran suddenly smiled, "The future will be long and bright. I wish this little sword fairy from out of town a smooth trip. If you want, you can visit our Baodong Wonderland as a guest."

Then that one asked a weird question: "Your patriarch hall is very solid."

Fan Weiran could tell that this was not a good word, but when she had made up her mind, she said with a smile without any hesitation: "In the future, Little Sword Fairy will know as soon as she sees it."

The old woman Yufeng returned to the ferry.

Chen Pingan raised his head and glanced at the pitch-black sea of ​​clouds that had not yet dissipated.

Except for the impact of the Hu Lord Yinhou's real body, which is still passable, the collision of the other three water dragons really does not benefit the body.

Chen Pingan didn't care about raising the sword gourd, and stood for a while, then tiptoed, jumped out of the boundary of the island, stepped on the surface of Cangyun Lake, his body turned into a wisp of green smoke, and went to the ferry again and again.

When Chen Ping jumped onto the ferry, the old woman and the monks in Baodong Wonderland had already left.

Du Yu was still wearing the god-man nectar armor, holding the knife in one hand, and standing in place to serve as the door god for the bamboo box hat and the walking stick.

Chen Pingan laughed and said, "That's how loyal you are."

Du Yu wiped his face vigorously. The wind and rain made his whole face a little stiff. After wiping, he winked, rubbed his hands together, and smiled brightly.

It's not that he didn't want to say a few flattering words, but Du Yu racked his brains and couldn't think of a beautiful word that fit the situation. He felt that the good words in the belly draft were not worthy of the peerless demeanor of the senior in front of him.

Chen Pingan gently smoothed the rolled up sleeve, put on the bamboo hat again, carried the bookcase on his back, and pulled out the walking stick.

Just as Du Yu was about to move, his mother's legs felt numb.

As the little door god of Ghost Axe Palace, I can be regarded as conscientious and conscientious. If there is no credit, there is hard work.

Senior, you are an old fairy on the top of the mountain with blazing eyes, so you must be in your heart a little bit.

Chen Ping walked in front, and Du Yu hurriedly put away the nectar armor, turned it into a Bingjiajia pill and put it in his sleeve, walking like the wind, followed senior, and asked softly: "Senior, since we successfully repelled Cang The water gods of Junhu Lake have chased away those monks from Baodong Wonderland, so what should we say next, should we go to the temples of the two river gods to smash the scene, or go to the city to grab the strange treasures?"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "We"

As for whether the word "repulse" was accurate, Chen Pingan didn't bother to explain.

Du Yu laughed, not at all embarrassed.

It's just that the heat is still needed, and then Du Yu stopped rambling.

After walking for a while, Du Yu couldn't help asking: "Senior, we are going to the water temple of Zaoxi canal master."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I'm going to rest there for a few days, waiting for Mr. Hu to come ashore and talk to me about business."

Du Yu snorted and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Returning to the Water God Temple on the same road, the servant girls and servants in the mansion, no matter they are ghosts or living people, have all fallen and scattered.

Chen Pingan came to the door of the inner house where the plaque of "Green Water and Long Flow" was hung, and collected it among the things within close proximity. Although the owner of Zaoxi Canal had died, this unusual plaque still contained some aura of water transport, which is extremely It may be the most valuable item in this temple.

Chen Pingan took off the bamboo box and bamboo hat, sat on the bottom step, and asked Du Yu to light a bonfire in the courtyard.

Chen Pingan began to practice sword furnace stakes.

After the war, recuperation is essential, otherwise the sequelae will be a long-term hidden danger.

In addition, Chen Pingan also wanted to use the method of internal inspection to see if the two water-carrying golden pythons and green snakes that had not been fully trained could really benefit the water palace.

Sitting cross-legged by the campfire, Du Yu carefully glanced at the senior's sitting posture. He didn't have any ideas. To cultivate the supernatural powers of the celestial family is not just a show.

Besides, it is estimated that as this senior, it must be an extremely brilliant technique, even if he taught the whole set of formulas one by one, he would not be able to learn it himself.

A streak of fireflies pierced the night sky and got into the flagon at the senior's waist.

Du Yu silently told himself that there are all kinds of strange things, and it's not surprising to see them.

About an hour later, Du Yu added several dead branches during his time.

Then Du Yu found that when the senior opened his eyes, he seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on his face.

Chen Ping looked up.

The thick sea of ​​clouds that almost enveloped the entire Cangyun Lake boundary has dissipated.

The full moon is in the sky.

Chen Pingan asked: "Du Yu, you said that the customs and customs that have been accumulated for thousands of years at Cangyun Lake can't be changed by anyone?"

Du Yu said carelessly: "Unless all the water gods from the top to the bottom, from the lake lord to the three rivers and two canals are replaced, especially the Cangyun Lake Hu lord must be the first one to have a chance. I just want to To accomplish this kind of feat, unless it is a monk on the top of the mountain like the senior who goes out in person, and then spends at least ten years here, staring at him. Otherwise, according to what I said, it is better not to change. In fact, Cang Yun Yinhou, Lord of Lakes and Lakes, is still an overlord who is not too dry and fishing. The floods and droughts he intentionally caused are just to add a few beautiful maidservants with good qualifications to the Dragon Palace. Hundreds of ordinary people die every time. There are some mountain and river deities whose minds are unclear, and they can't even retract and release their natal supernatural powers freely. Thousands of people died in a flash. Within the border, that is the real people living in dire straits and starving for thousands of miles. I have traveled the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have seen many gods of mountains and rivers, city gods from all over the world, and the grabbing of the big and letting go of the small. The common people don’t care at all. , Martial arts masters who open their doors, local relatives of the princes in the capital, and hopeful reading seeds, these are the most important targets for them to win over."

Chen Ping glanced at Du Yu.

Du Yu said with an innocent face: "Senior, I am telling the truth, and I am not doing those bad things. To put it bluntly, the dirty things I Du Yu did in the Jianghu are not as good as Cangyunhuhu Jun, Zaoxi canal master picked out a bit of bad water from between his fingernails, I know senior, you don't like our celestial ruthless behavior, but I, Du Yu, in front of senior, only speak heartfelt words, I dare not Lie a half sentence."

Chen Pingan smiled.

Du Yu didn't climb up the pole, so he didn't feel that he really fell into the eyes of the old fairy on the top of the mountain, and then he could pretend to be a tiger and take advantage of others.

It's just that you won't kill yourself with one sleeve.

Du Yu still has some sharp eyesight.

Probably this is the real man on the mountain, the real Dao Ruo ruthless.

In fact, Du Yu looked up at the moon before, and he was also a little worried. For some reason, after traveling so many times in the rivers and lakes for so many years, he missed his parents for the first time in his life.

But at this moment, when the senior opened his eyes, he had to cheer up again, and be careful to deal with the senior's seemingly understated question.

Let’s think of it as a kind of state of mind. My parents always said that it’s not that important for monks to cultivate their minds. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a teacher’s ancestral training, or what a preacher says to his disciples. These three are the most important of the immortal family's techniques that are fundamental to the Dao, but there is still a need for cultivation of the mind.

Du Yu dared to ask: "Senior, what was the result of the battle on Cangyun Lake?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "As you said, it's just a retreat. Kindness makes money."

Du Yu always felt that this was not the case.

But I no longer have the guts to dig deeper.

Lao Tzu's courage and courage in the rest of his life were almost exhausted by tonight.

I, Du Yu, need to be a hero to be considered a good man.

Afterwards, Chen Pingan began to concentrate on practicing sword furnace piling.

Du Yu began to use the secret formula of Ghost Ax Palace's unique method, slowly settled down, and breathed out.

at dawn.

Chen Pingan stood up and began to practice the six-step walk. He said to Du Yu who had hurriedly got up and stood up, "Look around here at the Quzhu Water God Temple to see if there is anything of value."

Du Yu nodded, and was going to try his luck to see if he could find a magic weapon or a few Xiaoshu coins for senior.

But the senior suddenly said, "What I call valuable is a snowflake."

Du Yu was stunned for a moment, mistakenly thinking that he had heard it wrong, and asked cautiously: "Senior, did you mean that Xiaoshu money?"

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "With your hearing ability, it is really difficult for you to be able to go all the way to where you are today."

Du Yu suddenly came to his senses and began to search for land. With his seniors by his side, he could dig three feet of land, not to mention an unowned Hepo Temple, even the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake.

Chen Ping closed his eyes and just walked around.

It wasn't until the sound of noon that Du Yu returned with two big packages on his back, full of loads.

Chen Pingan said: "The valuable bag belongs to me, and the other one belongs to you."

Du Yu cried with a sad face, "Senior, but what did I do wrong?"

Chen Pingan still kept walking, and said slowly: "There are rules of practice in practice, there are rules of walking in rivers and lakes, and there are rules of doing business in business, do you understand?"

Du Yu actually didn't understand, but pretended to understand, no matter what, he just accepted one of the bags with trepidation.

But Du Yu thought about it, opened the two bags, and put a few valuables in his own bag into the senior's bag.

Chen Pingan didn't stop him either.

Chen Pingan stopped his fists, skimmed on the roof of the tallest building, and looked in the direction of the driving city.

Afterwards, Chen Pingan practiced pile walking on the roof ridges.

Du Yu was puzzled, why at first glance it looked like a fist fight of a person in the Jianghu, not some fairy art

Du Yu immediately admired him greatly.

This senior acted differently, returning to the basics.

In the evening of that day, Du Yu lit the bonfire again, and Chen Pingan said: "Okay, go to your rivers and lakes, stay in the temple for a night and a day, and all the onlookers already know it."

Du Yu was a little embarrassed.

With such careful thinking, it is really hard to escape the eyes of the seniors.

If it was on the other side of the ferry, the two sides would separate immediately, and Du Yu was afraid that he would not be able to make it to the city alive.

Du Yu thought about it for a while, and felt that he should accept it as soon as he saw it, so he wanted to pick up the sack and go to Suijia City.

Chen Pingan said suddenly: "Stay a little longer."

Du Yu obeyed his orders, put the sack down, sat cross-legged on the ground generously, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, I actually know a secret talisman from the Patriarchal Hall of the Master, which is not much inferior to the snow mud talisman and the camel stele talisman."

Chen Ping smiled and waved his hands, and said: "Previously, your life was hanging by a thread, so it's fine for you to do such wicked activities. Now that your life is safe, it's not good to use the rules of the teacher's school to make yourself better. On the way of practice, To be an immortal is to be a man first."

Du Yu froze on the spot.

He glanced at the sack on the ground.

It seems that until this moment, a little clue was vaguely grasped.

Du Yu clenched his fists and remained silent.

Chen Ping stood up, and Du Yu was about to get up subconsciously, but Chen Ping stretched out his hand and pressed him.

Du Yu turned his head to look, and a moment later, a familiar figure came into view.

It really looks good no matter how you look at it.

As expected of Fairy Yan Qing.

Chen Ping frowned.

Du Yu was a little terrified, senior, please don't spoil the flowers with your hands, such a handsome fairy is dead, senior, you are willing, junior, I am worried.

Yan Qing asked: "Since you have killed the three river god canal owners in one go, why did you deliberately let the lake lord Yinhou go?"

Du Yu couldn't sit still, and quickly reached out to support the ground.

Chen Pingan asked: "Who gave you the courage to come to me again and again?"

Yan Qing smiled and said: "A sword fairy who is worried that the falling of the sea of ​​clouds will harm innocent people is really a generation of indiscriminate killers. I, Yan Qing, am the first one who doesn't believe it."

Chen Pingan said: "Believe it or not, it's none of my business to persuade you one last time. My patience is limited."

Yan Qing went straight to the bonfire.

Du Yu had already moved his buttocks, just in time to observe the changes in the senior's expression, and began to appreciate the graceful demeanor of the beauty under the moon.

Then Du Yu opened his mouth bit by bit.

A wisp of green smoke swept towards the fairy in white who could compete with the moonlight, and then Yan Qing, like a chick being lifted up to the sky, swept up a roof together with Qingyan.

The green shirt was on the ridge of the roof, and the figure spun around, and the beauty in white twirled a bigger circle.

Swish.

Fairy Yan Qing disappeared.

Chen Pingan jumped off the roof, returned to the steps and sat down.

Du Yu wiped his mouth and swallowed.

Chen Ping waved his hand, "You can go."

Du Yu was about to say goodbye respectfully.

I saw that senior suddenly showed a look of annoyance, and stood up from the ground, and the whole ancestral temple was like a movement on the other side of the ferry, shaking the ground.

Du Yu was in a bit of a dilemma. He didn't say hello whether he was going or not, which was not good.Don't go, what if that senior suddenly becomes sympathetic and cherishes jade, and returns here hand in hand with that delicate and soft Fairy Yan Qing, the moonlit night is good, and the beauties are even more beautiful

Du Yu slapped himself.

Pick up the sack and start running.

As soon as Du Yu walked out of the water temple gate, he was in a daze.

I'm afraid that this time, the rush for some reason is the real use of that senior's full strength.

From the main water temple behind the canal to Cangyun Lake.

The figure in the green shirt was no longer seen, but the sound of thunder could still be heard endlessly.

Du Yu sighed heavily.

Chen Pingan landed on the other side of the ferry, narrowing his eyes.

That annoying young female cultivator in Baodong Wonderland had already been thrown into Cangyun Lake by herself, not to mention the injuries, at most she was suffocated for a moment, and she was a little embarrassed.

But when he thought that Cangyun Lake Hujun was very likely to be nearby, Chen Pingan had no choice but to come here. Sure enough, after the woman fell into the lake, she disappeared.

Chen Ping twisted out the Yuqing Guangming Talisman with two fingers.

Just when Chen Pingan was about to throw out the fingertip talisman.

The water surface of Cangyun Lake broke open, and the lake lord Yinhou, who was wearing a purple dragon robe, walked out, and the young woman who seemed to have just escaped from the magic cage stood beside her. She stared at the man in blue at the ferry. His face was full of anger.

Yin Hou stretched out a palm forward, and said with a smile: "Just now, I was worried about the safety of Fairy Yan Qing, and the situation was urgent, so I used a little magic technique to try to relieve the impetus of fairy Yan Qing from entering the lake. , Fairy Yan Qing just go ashore."

Yan Qing's expression was icy cold, and all the remaining moisture on his body was shaken away, and the wind fell on the ferry.

If the culprit hadn't come to the ferry, Yan Qing couldn't imagine what would happen to him.

Chen Ping glanced at her, "If you don't leave Zaoxi Canal, the tea is delicious. I can't help you, but if you think the water in Cangyun Lake is also delicious, I can help you."

Yan Qing snorted coldly and traveled far away against the wind.

Chen Pingan looked at Cangyun Huhu Lord who looked alert, and said with a smile: "You should be very clear, if I am determined to kill you, it is really not difficult."

Yin Hou nodded and said, "That's true. That's why I wonder why Sword Immortal is lenient."

Chen Ping looked around and remained silent.

Yin Hou's feet were still submerged in the water.

Not only that, but the sky over the entire Cangyun Lake and all the waters under its jurisdiction began to gather dark clouds again.

Chen Pingan asked: "What happened to the secret letter sent to the capital by the prefect of Jiacheng?"

Lord Hu Yinhou said without hesitation: "The content of the letter is nothing new, and the Sword Immortal must have guessed it. It is nothing more than hoping that friends in the capital can help the prefect continue to reverse the case after his death. At least they should find an opportunity to make it public. However, there is one thing that Jianxian should not have thought of, that is, the eunuch said frankly at the end of the letter that if his friend fails to become an important court official in this life, he should not rush to do this matter, lest he fail to reverse the case and be punished instead. implicated."

Chen Ping took out a jug of wine out of thin air, lifted the mud seal, and drank slowly.

Yin Hou continued to laugh and said: "I have some relationship in the capital, and the bad relationship between me and the escorting city, Sword Immortal is clear, I let the Zaoxi canal master accompany me, in fact, I have no other ideas, I just want to go to the city smoothly. This secret letter was sent to the capital. Not only that, but I still have some contacts in the capital, so I told the owner of Zaoxi Canal that as long as the person is willing to reverse the case, I will help him to go on a smoother career. In fact, trying to really reverse the case, Don’t think about it, it’s just that I want to be disgusted by driving the City God’s Temple and the Fire God Temple, but I never thought that the City God would do it so simply and neatly, directly killing a court official. The prefect who can be called a great official of the frontier, and has no patience at all, didn't let that person leave the city. This is actually a bit troublesome, but the city god must have jumped the wall in a hurry, and he didn't care about more. Let’s cut the weeds and get rid of the roots. Later, I don’t know where the news leaked out. Knowing that the owner of Zaoxi Canal is in the capital, the City God also started to operate. He ordered his confidants to send the half-finished incense stick to the capital and hand it over to that person. And the Jinshi who hadn't filled the vacancy at that time agreed to the condition of accompanying the Chenghuang Temple without saying a word. Now that the matter has come to an end, I asked the owner of the Zaoxi Canal to return to Cangyun Lake. After all, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. , It’s not good to tear your face.”

Chen Pingan suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "As Hu Jun, once you fall in love with a market girl with good qualifications, why bother?"

Hujun Yinhou smiled and said: "Firstly, the people are ignorant and afraid of power but not virtue. Secondly, it's not that my Dragon Palace needs beautiful maidservants. The three rivers and two canals also need it, and my subordinates will also need it. On the boundary of Cangyun Lake, If there is one less woman today, and one less woman tomorrow, in the long run, it is also a bad thing to fear too much power. It will be passed on by word of mouth, and it will be frightened all year round. What they will do afterwards will naturally move to other places. Over time, year after year, the feng shui of Cangyun Lake will continue to flow outward. But if Cangyun Lake has entered into such a contract Knowing the rules, it is easier to appease people's hearts, and Dragon Palace still compensates people on the shore generously, and to tell the sword fairy, many rich people wish their daughters and granddaughters to be favored by Dragon Palace."

The Cangyun Huhu Lord paused for a moment, and sighed: "A good deal in the world is never a sudden wealth with a huge profit, but a steady flow of water year after year, and the sword fairy thinks so."

Chen Ping wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and said with a smile: "Such a good truth, if it comes out of Mr. Hu's mouth, it will change the taste."

Yin Hou smiled and said nothing.

Waiting for the other party to make an offer.

I don't care how much Zhong hates the person in front of me. Since the skills are not as good as others, the other party can walk sideways in his own Cangyun Lake, and his own Dragon Palace can only be dumb and eat coptis.

Stop loss in time.

It's much better than that.

The former can at least allow people to stay in the green hills without worrying about lack of firewood, while the latter often affects the whole body, and the building collapses overnight.

Chen Pingan put away the jug and put away the things within his reach, and asked, "Accompanying the City God's golden body decaying?"

Yinhou's visit tonight can be described as frank. Thinking of this incident, he couldn't hide his gloating, and said with a smile: "The scholar who became the prefect was not only unexpected, but he was responsible for part of the prefecture's fortune and Yinping's cultural fortune early on. It's far beyond my imagination with Sujiacheng. In fact, if this is not the case, how can a child with a yellow mouth escape from Sujiacheng on his own? Besides, he has another marriage. There was a princess of Yinping Kingdom back then. People fall in love at first sight, and they will never forget it all their lives. In order to avoid marriage, they became a Taoist female crown who sticks to the green lantern. She was entangled with the eunuch, and after hearing the bad news in the Taoist temple in the capital, she stabbed her neck with a golden hairpin and resolutely committed suicide. Two or two superimposed, and there was the crime of the city god, which directly caused a trace of helplessness in the golden body. A deadly crack patched with yin virtue."

Chen Pingan finally asked a question, "What might be the end of the city of driving?"

Yin Hou glanced at the side of the driving city, shook his head and said: "It's very miserable. There is such a city god who hopes that the people of a county will help him share the cause and effect and endure the catastrophe. Every family has no merits. It won't be long. There will be a catastrophe, at least the ordinary masters in the accompanying city will probably die. Therefore, those Qi practitioners who go to the accompanying city will leave before then, even if they cannot get the rare treasures, they dare not stay."

Hujun Yinhou thought that he would have to bargain tonight, but he never thought that the young sword fairy in green shirt would turn around and leave.

This made Yin Hou uneasy, but he didn't dare to go ashore.

I had no choice but to endure hatred and anger, as well as anxiety, and use my magical powers to divert water and return to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake.

Chen Pingan returned to the main water temple of Zaoxi Canal.

But found that not only Du Yu returned, but also that Yan Qing was there.

Only this time, Chen Pingan didn't say anything, went to the campfire and squatted down, stretching out his hands to warm himself.

Du Yu squatted aside, and said: "I saw Fairy Yan Qing returning earlier, and when I thought that senior, this sack of heaven and earth treasures was left in the courtyard without guards, I couldn't feel relieved, so I hurried back."

After Yan Qing entered the ancestral temple, he stood on the steps all the time, looking at the ghost ax palace monk.

Du Yu, I didn't remember much before.I've heard of it once or twice, but it's because his father and mother are a Taoist couple on the mountain. They only know that he is a bully who likes to wander in the rivers and lakes.

Yan Qing said: "I only ask one reason, and I will leave after asking."

The man just stared at the bonfire, speechless.

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, "Why do you want to attack He Lu? If you said that you heard some dirty things about Cangyun Lake from Du Yu, so you acted harshly and acted according to your heart, it's normal. But you shouldn't have met He Lu. .”

Du Yu turned pale and made a grimace.

Whoops, I'm still yelling and complaining about that little white-faced lover.

He deserved to be thrown into Cangyun Lake to drink water by his seniors.

In fact, Yan Qing was already mentally prepared that this person would always be a mute.

But I didn't expect that person to say slowly: "The first sentence of He Lu's dissuasion was not for my sake, but for the owner of Zaoxi Canal who invited you to drink tea."

Yan Qing was not stupid, so he naturally knew about it.

The man continued: "Because He Lu felt at the time that I was a person of higher cultivation than the master of Zaoxi Qu."

Yan Qing wanted to listen more, so he hesitated, planning to sit on the top of the steps.

As a result, he was squinted by that person.

Seeing the palpitating look in that person's eyes, Yan Qing immediately stopped and made no further movements.

The man suddenly withdrew his gaze, continued to stare at the bonfire, and fell silent again.

It is clear that the words have not been finished, but there is no thought of words.

Yan Qing feels ashamed and angry, he is so worthless, it is difficult for you to say a few more words

Yan Qing's heart skipped a beat, and without any hesitation, he quickly left Yufeng.

Du Yu hesitated for a moment, then got up and left.

Chen Pingan nodded.

Chen Ping stared at the bonfire.

The truth is not only in the hands of the strong, but it is not only in the hands of the weak.

The truth is the truth, not because you are strong, you will have more, and you will not have nothing because you are weak.

But it seems that this is just Chen Pingan's reasoning.

It wasn't Du Yu's, nor the young female cultivator named Yan Qing, nor He Lu, the proud son of heaven.

In the rivers and lakes of Shushui Kingdom, there is also Song Yushao.

In the smoky Shujian Lake, there is also the ghost general who is willing to draw his sword to his colleagues.

In the ghost valley full of bones and ghosts, there is also the swordsman Pu Jie and the suzerain Zhu Quan.

Here in Yinping Country and Cangyun Lake, I haven't met one and a half for the time being.

Just because Chen Pingan thought of this, he fell silent.

Chen Pingan knows this simple truth, why is it not true for them, because it will not bring them the slightest benefit, on the contrary, it will only make them feel that they are dragging their feet on the road of cultivation, and feel that it is unpleasant to behave, so they may not be really bad I understand, but I understand and pretend not to understand. After all, the road is high and the scenery is so beautiful, the world is low and muddy, and most of them are those life and death partings, joys and sorrows that are insignificant in their eyes.

Indeed, for many things that have nothing to do with oneself, it is not always a good thing to know the context and explore the subtleties.

For example, Chen Pingan didn't even have to ask Yin Hou of Cangyun Lake why the court of Yinping Kingdom didn't evacuate the people in the city, because people could escape, and the cause and effect still existed. They all know that they will choose to remain silent. Instead of being disturbed by those fleeing common people and disturbing the feng shui of other counties, so as to implicate the fate of a country, it is better to come to a clean end in Suijia City.That's why the officials and wealthy families in the city of chauffeurs are still kept in the dark, and there are still those dandies with whips and horses who go out of the city to hunt happily.

In the early morning, there will be the sound of wheels selling charcoal ox carts.

There should also be the sound of pounding clothes under the moonlight.

It is not without reason that people who cultivate the Tao stay away from the world and avoid the world of mortals.

Chen Ping just squatted on the spot, thinking about many things, even though the bonfire was extinguished, he still maintained the posture of reaching out to warm the fire.

Until dawn.

Chen Pingan stood up, put the sack in his hand, put on a bamboo hat, carried the bamboo box on his back, and went to the city with a walking stick in his hand.

Don't go to the Town God's Temple or the Fire God Temple.

Take a look at the ghost house in the city that has been abandoned for many years.

After reading it, it's time to do something.

In one night, wearing a green shirt, he climbed over the wall and entered the city of driving.

There is a night ban in the city. Chen Pingan came to the ghost house alone. The last time he entered the city, he was at the incense shop and asked about the ruins here.

Chen Pingan stood outside the gate in the dead of night.

Chen Ping looked at the rotten gate, and there was no such thing as a door god and couplets.

That scholar, until his death, failed to avenge his parents.

What about me, Chen Ping'an in Mud Ping Lane?

A young man who no longer wears straw sandals, and no longer needs to go to the mountains to collect herbs, took off his bamboo hat.

Some Qi practitioners from all walks of life lurked, hid, or took root near this haunted house early on.

Almost even the slowest and lowest-level Qi practitioners were startled, and all of them became flustered without warning.

An old man with a little monkey squatting on his shoulders stood on the ridge of a roof in the distance, frowning endlessly. The last time he was at the gate of the city, his own eyesight was so dull that he couldn't see what this kid was doing at all.

The old man raised a hand and gently held down the irritable pet.

As for those wastes who have no reason to feel suffocated and have no spiritual energy, no one dares to show their heads to see who the hell they are.

When the man on the street took off his bamboo hat and bamboo box, he disappeared out of thin air.

The old man started to take a few steps back.

On the street, outside the gate.

That blue shirt with sleeves fluttered in the wind.

The figure disappeared instantly.

A wisp of blue smoke pierced the night.

In the end, it fell outside the Chenghuang Temple.

A burly military judge in iron armor appeared at the Town God's Temple, and said in a deep voice, "Who is here?"

It's just that the young swordsman just raised his hand.

The sword fairy behind him slowly unsheathed, spun gently, and finally was gently held by the man in his hand, with the horizontal sword in front, holding the sword in one hand, gently rubbing the sword body with two fingers in the other hand, and slowly moving towards the tip of the sword.

Originally, the golden light was as thick as water on the bright sword body, but when the blue-clothed swordsman wiped an inch with his fingers, the golden light increased by an inch.

The man squinted his eyes, just staring at the bright sword light in his hand, and murmured: "Whether it's cause and effect, or catastrophe, I, Chen Pingan from Nipingxiang, will take it all."