Sword comes

Chen Pingan sat on the steps, rolled up his trousers, took off his boots, and put them among the white jade objects.

The other two close objects, the one that Yan Ming temporarily lent to himself, have been sent to Danfang to be repaired by experts, and the remaining one is a Taoist token, which was exchanged with Zai Jing and Sun Qing, the lord of Caique Mansion. At that time, he earned an extra [-] Grain Rain coins. If all the businessmen in the world were as straightforward as the Caique Mansion, let alone running around with a caisson on their backs, Chen Pingan would not complain even if he carried a house. Banzhai and Meihuayuanzi have been refined into bonsai like this, the more the better.

The close thing that has some relationship with Sun Taoist in Qingming Tianxia has been entrusted to A Liang and handed over to the Taoist sage.

At present, the close thing on Chen Pingan's body, after walking through Jingjian Pavilion and collecting all the hanging statues of the sword fairy, the close thing was begged by the boss sword fairy. When it was returned, a secret restriction had been set up, and even Chen Pingan, who is the master, couldn't even open it. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the boss sword fairy.

Chen Ping went to the bottom of the prison alone along the veritable "Shinto" under his feet, and gently rolled up his sleeves.

The human body is small and the world is small, but the world is large and the human body is large.

This statement cannot simply be regarded as a general term of Taoism.

This prison that doesn’t even have a name, together with the six big monsters of the upper five realms, imprisoned a total of seventy monster monks. Leaving aside the three lower five realms including the young man in the water prison, most of the monks were earth immortals. The ferocious ones, in the wild world or the Haoran world, must be heroes who dominate one side. Without exception, they have all killed sword cultivators on the battlefield, and most of them even destroyed more than a natal flying sword.

Chen Ping walked all the way, probably without the old deaf son in the formation, a few big monsters of the upper five realms who had been hiding silently, emerged from the fog barrier of the prison, approached the sword light fence, either in real or human form, and looked at them He thought of this young man in a blue shirt, bare feet and rolled up sleeves, who could also speak elegant words about the wild world.

There was a big demon in the form of a human standing near the fence of the cage. It looked like a middle-aged man, and he had used a trick to cover his eyes. He was wearing a green shirt and a long coat, and his appearance was very elegant, just like a scholar. There was a bamboo flute on his waist. Se Panhuan didn't want to leave.He lightly tapped a sword light with his fingers, and his skin collided with the sword light, and his flesh and blood were instantly mutilated, and there was a strange fragrance that was absolutely non-meaty, and he asked with a smile: "Young man, the Great Wall of Sword Qi Can't you keep it?"

Chen Pingan stopped, looked at the big demon through the sword light fence, nodded and said, "It's not good news for us."

According to the records of the Summer Palace, this great demon is named Yunqing, and his real body is a colorful luan whose feathers are excellent for refining Taoist feather clothes. Therefore, when the great demon enters the upper five realms, he naturally has a The magic robe of the rank of a half-immortal soldier.It's just that the feathers of the great demon Yunqing bred very slowly and were imprisoned here for 700 years. The Danfang only collected seven feathers and sold them to three Taoist sects one after another.

The big demon Yunqing asked with a smile: "Is Yue Qing dead? Has the minister ever entered the upper five realms?"

Chen Pingan replied truthfully: "Yue Qing is not dead. The minister is already the youngest sword fairy in your wild world."

Yun Qing nodded, thanked her, and once again submerged in the dense fog, she seemed to sigh.

Passing through the next cage, the big demon that showed his real body crazily hit the sword light fence. The latter was indestructible, and the cloud and mist in the prison swayed.

The big loach lives in the mud and feeds on the genus of the flood dragon in order to transform the dragon.

Chen Pingan asked: "Do you have any shortcuts and tricks in your journey to transforming dragons? It's like the fox proving the way that day, as long as the celestial master of the celestial master's mansion is stamped on the fox's fur, you can avoid the catastrophe."

Many ghosts and ghosts cross the river and go up the mountain, so they need to go with the people who are protected by Yin virtue, so as to have the opportunity to avoid the responsibility of the gods under the jurisdiction of various places.There are countless ghosts and ghosts in the world, whose way back and way out are blocked by mountains and rivers.Not only that, it is rumored that there are many genus of Jiaolong who will go to the river, and if they fall short, they will resort to various means to find various shelters, seals and seals, and even hide them in two lines of text in a book of sages.It's just that there are some things that Chen Pingan saw with his own eyes and was there in person, and there are more stories that seem to be rumors of ghosts, and he has never had the opportunity to verify them.

The big demon suddenly calmed down, and slowly transformed into a human form. It was an old man with a haggard face, "Little brat, take a catty of blood in exchange!"

Chen Pingan said, "Half a catty."

The big demon thought it was just a joke to relieve boredom, but he never thought that this young man's brain was flooded, and he really started bargaining?

The old man clenched the fence of the sword light tightly with both hands, his eyes were bright, and he laughed loudly: "Look at you, you are not very old, but you are also full of vigor and blood. You only need three dollars for your heart and blood. The internal organs are stuck together. The blood of the soul path, eight coins. Ordinary blood, at least one catty! I will give it to you, grandpa, and I will pass on to you a priceless formula of the immortal family. Not to mention the descendants of dragons, as long as the aquatic spirits and monsters can transform dragons into nothing hinder."

Chen Pingan was silent all the time, stood in the same place, waited for a while, and waited until the big monster showed a little surprised look, and then said: "Is the door-opening technique taught by the secret of Yiluohe just such a small fuss? I have seen the means of your master, but it is more than that."

The big monster in front of me who is only separated by a fence has already quietly displayed its supernatural powers. It can be regarded as an extremely superior water ghost dragging method. The spirits and ghosts look at the heart with their eyes. Photographed, reduced to a puppet.That dragging river is a well-deserved area of ​​great water in the wild world, and the water spirits and monsters are powerful.

Some water ghosts and narcissus in the Daze River like to use the insidious "life-changing method", drag people into the water, reverse yin and yang, and often use this way to confuse people's hearts.Therefore, there are many people in the world who are close to the water. Once the yang energy is insufficient, the ancestral shade is insufficient, and the luck is not good, they will throw themselves into the water for no reason.

The old man put away his injured hands, and the scars healed extremely quickly. The blood mist burned by the sword light never leaked out of the cage. Already lying on the ground wanting to die."

Chen Pingan said: "If it wasn't for me not being a sword fairy, I would have already eaten a pot of stewed tofu with loach. Water ginseng is great tonic, and it can also sober up."

The old man's face was gloomy.

The big demon's pseudonym Qingqiu in the wild world is a homonym for Qingqiu, so he was blind to such a good name as Qingqiu.

Chen Pingan asked: "Are you going to do business or not?"

The old man transformed, and the fishy smell in the prison swayed. The big monster showed his real body, his eyes were as big as lanterns, and his huge head was close to the fence of sword light, condescending, staring at the young man who spoke unrestrainedly.

Chen Ping turned around and left.

The big demon said: "It's done, grandpa is thirsty, first give me half a catty of blood to satisfy your hunger! If it tastes good, grandpa will take the remaining half catty with you, and then I will tell you the shortcut method of transforming a dragon and avoiding disaster."

The young man nodded and moved on.

The big demon bumped his head against the fence and said angrily, "Zhu Zi'an dares to play tricks on your ancestor!"

Chen Pingan turned his head and said, "I'll ask the old deaf child to come and get your sanqian blood. You remember to prepare your words well and don't lie to me. I said half a catty of ordinary blood earlier. If you don't agree, I won't." I see, do you do business like this?"

After Chen Ping'an left.

old deaf laugh

Heh, standing outside the big demon Qingqiu's cell, with that muddle-headed young man beside him, named You Yu, with a strange name, it is said that he is a young preacher, he saw the writing on the stele in the alley in his early years, and took it casually.The other boy was named Du Shanyin.And these two teenagers who don't know each other have completely different attitudes towards the young Yinguan. The former keeps a respectful distance from the Yinguan, while the latter desperately wants to become such a big man as Yinguan, even dreaming of it.

Dealing with the young man walking barefoot on foot, Qingqiu, the big demon in the fairyland, is very "casual". After seeing the old deaf child, he immediately retreated into the cloud and mist.

The old deaf boy glanced at the cloud in the prison, nodded and said: "It turns out that this loach has a saying of ginseng in water, it can sober up, and I learned it again."

You Yu said softly: "Master Yin Guan, you are very knowledgeable."

The old deaf child smiled and said, "Hold grudges even more. Don't mess with this kind of scholar in the future."

The big monster on the throne looked up, and the owner of the old Yaoluohe was the owner of the big monster Qingqiu. That old lady once tortured and killed a Nanyou sword fairy surnamed Yue on the battlefield. The condition of the spine.

So the young Yinguan was very polite with the big demon Yunqing before, and when he saw this loach, one of the four evils of the Yiluo River, he began to settle accounts, and charged some interest first, and earned a little bit.

Youyu said anxiously: "Grandpa deaf, I didn't dare to speak when I saw Mr. Yinguan. How could I provoke such a person who seems to be in the sky? I would never dare. What's more, Mr. Yinguan is working hard for the Great Wall of Sword Qi. I Very respectful. Right now, I still regret that I was too timid to say a word to him."

The Great Wall of Sword Qi only refers to the youngest generation. Everyone's eyes of young hidden officials may be different.

For example, Jiang Yun, Yuan Zuohua, who practiced martial arts, poor children who listened to the story of mountains and rivers told by the second shopkeeper at the corner of the street, and Sun Zao, a young swordsman who had never seen a young hermit but heard calloused ears. In addition, You Yu, Du Shanyin, young girls who are young enough to go to the city to kill monsters with their swords.

The old deaf boy said: "Fortune and misfortune are imminent, there is nothing to be afraid of."

You Yu nodded vigorously, "Remember it."

The old deaf child laughed and said: "I don't know what the boss sword fairy thinks, he should change with that ambitious Du Shanyin. If you go to be with that drunkard, you should have a good temperament. Maybe you will be lucky in the future."

The young man looked gloomy, his bones and temperament were too unbearable, he must have disappointed the old deaf senior.

Chen Pingan still stopped and walked, neither in a hurry nor slow, as if traveling in mountains and rivers.

The seven-tailed fox made all kinds of tricks, and when the young hermit passed by, he changed several appearances in a short period of time, using his original appearance with a deception, or a plump woman who is happy, or a young woman with light rouge The young girl, or the pretty little nun, or the cold-looking woman with the crown, finally even the gender was blurred and turned into a handsome young man. Seeing that the young man just kept walking, she simply took off her clothes and exposed herself With a naked body, as beautiful as a jade man, he knelt and sat on the fence of the sword light and sobbed, begging for favor.

Chen Pingan ignored him, his heart was like still water, and he contemplated withered bones.

Hu Mei still didn't give up, and when the hard-hearted young man faced the cage, she threw herself forward with her hands on the ground, her voice soft and weeping.The line of the back is like the undulating mountains.

Chen Ping went straight away.

Walking to the penultimate prison, a monk in the Longmen realm is good at concealing aura. His trump card is the two natal objects that can restrain flying swords. He is a ruthless guy who likes to kill sword cultivators on the battlefield.

In fact, Chen Pingan didn't like or dislike this kind of actions too much. On the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the digital sword immortals, as well as Nalan Caihuan and Qi Shou, were all famous for their ruthless attacks.It's just that according to the archives of Yinguan's lineage, this monk from the Longmen Realm, who was born in a major sect in the wild world, is famous for his tyranny in his hometown and among the demon clan, and he is especially fond of buying bamboo boxes. The "hybrid" also bought several women's sword repair captives with the big demon Chongguang on the mountain, and one can imagine what happened.

Chen Pingan said softly: "Senior Lian Xin, help open the door."

It was restricted by the prison, and Chen Pingan knew the secret technique, but he couldn't open it.

A female tailor emerged, and the fence of sword light disappeared instantly.

Chen Ping walked forward and found that she had no intention of leaving. Chen Ping stood at the door with his back to the appalling woman, and was about to speak.

Yan Xin said: "Is the official Yin overestimating himself? Or is it because of face that he doesn't want outsiders to see the brutal methods of a Confucian disciple? It's not necessary."

Chen Pingan nodded, and rolled up another layer of sleeves.

After about a stick of incense.

Lian Xin looked at the back of the crouching figure.

Of that Longmen Realm monster, only one head is left, which is still complete. Under the neck, the rest is a mess of mud, but it is not fatal.

It seems that the young Yinguan has experienced a lot of hardships in his martial arts training, which means "become a doctor after a long illness, and he is an expert".

So much so that even the Longmen Realm demon clan, whose physique and mind are tough enough, are begging "kill me, kill me".

Chen Pingan just cut out one eyeball of the demon clan, crushed it lightly, wiped the opponent's forehead with his fingers a few times, and asked: "Does the human figures transformed by the demon clan have their own nuances?" difference?"

Yan Xin nodded and said: "It's not just that there are differences between the monsters and people, but we, who study the world's Taoism, have the same origin but different streams, and have divided into thousands of branches, which can be praised as the 'authentic Tongtian' law. You can ignore the influence of forked roads and streams as much as possible, followed by sideways and leftways, followed by evil ways and demon ways. You can climb mountains with different difficulties and different levels. The more authentic you are, the more accurately you can grasp the context of the human body. The less detours, the reason could not be simpler. The road is wide, the spiritual energy flows vigorously, and there is a lot of traffic, just like marching, the momentum is great. If it is a narrow path, it is rugged and steep, and the spiritual energy movement is limited after all. It is just that there are no absolutes, and those who are amazing and brilliant, Not bound by this reason, the trail can still climb to the top.”

Chen Ping stretched out a finger, pressed it against the brow of the monster's forehead, stroked it down gently, like a knife cut, and then gently peeled away the skin.

Lian Xin sees that his movements are slow and extremely stable, the key is that his state of mind does not have the slightest ripple, no resentment, no sorrow or joy, he is simply an excellent candidate for a natural tailor and executioner.

Among the ten types of monks listed by Haoran Tianxia, ​​executioners and tailors have similarities in many ways and the same results.

Yan Xin reminded: "Killing such a weak Longmen Realm, I am not qualified to let me sew clothes."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I know. It's just warm hands, because I plan to learn sewing skills from Senior Yanxin."

Nian Xin shook his head and said: "I would like to advise Hermit Officials not to get involved in this way lightly. You will only be hated by the world and hinder the Dao. A martial artist becomes a god and a swordsman ascends to the sky. This is the Yangguan Road that a hermit official should walk."

Chen Pingan poked - into the forehead of the monster monk, got up and said slowly: "There are no taboos in technique, just be calm. The wicked have their own grind, and the wicked only have the grind of the wicked. There is a difference of one word, two sayings, the former It’s too helpless, the latter is too absolute, I don’t think it’s right.”

Twisting core is silent.

Chen Ping walked out of the prison and went to the next cage.

According to the archives of the summer resort palace,

Just punch whatever you want.

Different methods, the only thing in common is that they will register their own numbers first.

Great world, Chen Pingan.

Lian Xin followed the young man all the time, watching the whole process from beginning to end.

For the killed earth fairy and monster clan, Tian Xin would open the embroidered bag hanging from the waist, take out different needles and short knives, and dispose of the corpse, while the young hermit stood by to observe.

The yin spirit twisting the core comes out of the body, which is very treacherous. The yin spirit is already as small as a mustard seed, subtle and invisible, and the yin spirit still needs to hold an even smaller natal object "embroidery needle".

When Chen Ping faced a Jindan-level military family and monster clan, he let the opponent attack with all his strength and did not fight back at all.

When confronting a golden core swordsman, Yan Xin was surprised to find that the young hermit disappeared out of thin air, as if a small world was cut off.

After removing Feijian's natal supernatural powers, Chen Pingan asked while watching Yan Xin handle the corpse, "Senior Yan Xin, out of the ten types of Qi practitioners including the tailor, how many have you seen with your own eyes?"

Nian Xin's hands are constantly moving, he is skillful at picking out the tendons, knocking out the tendons and knocking on the bones, and he is smooth and flowing, but it has little to do with pleasing the eyes.

Yan Xin and the young hermit told some secrets that are not recorded in the summer palace. Those South China sea lone knights who carried dragon king baskets to catch tired dragons and steal water transports, the monarch they served was a real fire dragon with a foreign surname. The big monsters who have fought, even the slightly superior Huolong Daoist can't break through the ancient landscape array named "Lushuikeng" on the bottom of the sea for ten years. It is rumored that the site was once the ancient water god. One of the main palaces.

Upon hearing this, Chen Pingan said, "Realist Huolong is indeed a well-deserved master of the world."

Lian Xin didn't raise his head, and asked casually: "Master Yinguan and Master Huolong have met?"

She is "sculpting" and imprisoning the heart that was cut open by the young hermit, and a golden pill of the demon clan hanging next to her.

Her subtle yin spirit is threading the needle.

Chen Pingan hummed.

Lian Xin raised his head and stopped his movements, "Huolong Daoist is the one who killed my master."

Chen Pingan didn't answer, "Please, senior, continue. I'm not interested in Haoran Tianxia's past grievances."

Lian Xin's eyes were still on Chen Ping'an, and her eyes became more and more hot.

Chen Ping accepts his fate, of course he can't just allow himself to collect debts with the big demon Qingqiu, but also allows Yan Xin to settle accounts on himself.

Twister continued to talk about those weird things.

Maybe it's because he has been in prison for hundreds of years, and it's rare to meet a living person. This tailor is not stingy with words.

Those who refine tombs and ancient tombs and trigger the "passers-by" of Yin soldiers to cross the border, once they tear off their natal banners and put all their eggs in one basket, they can change the world and change the land of a thousand miles into a place of darkness.

There is also the voluptuous corpse, its charm is better than that of a fox, half human and half ghost, it is difficult for gods to detect, and it is most fond of prostitution-chaotic palaces.It's just that the beautiful corpse rarely shows up, but every time before its whereabouts are revealed, it is destined to leave many deeds in the history books.

There are also flower pickers on the mountain, who hunt and kill the essence of plants, trees and flowers, and refine them into elixirs.Twelve flowers refining small pills, if one hundred and eight flower and tree monsters are captured, they will be refined into great pills. The method is extremely vicious, but the effect is amazing. It is the life and death enemy of the blessed land of hundreds of flowers. The originator, once had a hidden love affair with the flower owner of the Hundred Flowers Paradise.Many respectable genealogy immortal masters were eradicated in name, but in fact they were accepted as enshrinements, and their financial resources were abundant, and they made a lot of money every day.

When Chen Pingan heard this, he asked curiously: "Those goddesses in the Hundred Flowers Paradise, are there really ancient flower spirits among them?"

Because it reminds me of the Tianguan Goddess in the Bone Beach Mural City.

Yan Xin nodded and said: "I once caught a flower picker in the Nascent Soul Realm and took it to the Blessed Land of Hundred Flowers in exchange for a key magic weapon. It can be confirmed that the four life-lord flower gods are indeed blessed with a long history. The flower owner, the one who belongs to the latecomer shall prevail."

Speaking of this, Lian Xin glanced at the young man, "It is due to the poems handed down by scholars."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Reciting poems and prose has always been something I am not good at. It seems that I am destined to miss the blessed land of hundreds of flowers."

Lian Xin said something inappropriate, "Are you sure you can return to Haoran World alive?"

Chen Pingan said: "Strive for it."

Lian Xin went on to say that the God of Plague is actually not too purely good or evil. He is a poor person by nature, a thing that God hates and ghosts hate.Either be imprisoned by righteous qi trainers and isolated from the world for a lifetime, or be raised by evil monks since childhood as puppet accomplices, or threaten the court and government as a cash cow when they are young. The plague spread, and the lives were devastated. Within a hundred years, not a single blade of grass would grow, and miasma was rampant.

And the Jiuxian, as the name suggests, is good at occupying magpie's nest, any qi practitioner in the world can be used as a magpie's nest by them, and they can plant mustard thoughts and seeds in other people's hearts without anyone noticing.There is still a kind of ferryman who travels between the yang and the underworld without authorization, which is the most secretive.There are also debt collectors, who specialize in targeting those idiots in the city, countryside and villages. They can transfer karma to hostile people, and they will also secretly collect incense from families and temples.Finally, there is the mirror seller who travels all over the world, specializing in capturing and refining the shadows of ordinary people, arbitrarily arresting people's souls, determining people's fate, and cutting people's fortunes for his own use.

Regarding the mirror seller, Yan Xin also told a rumor that I don't know whether it is true or not. In the history of Haoran Tianxia, ​​there was once a very talented mirror seller who tried to refine the shining moon into a makeup mirror.

Once it is completed, a world, whether it is ordinary people or people who practice Taoism, all have to look up at the "mirror", and the consequences can be imagined.

After listening to these strange inside stories on the mountain, Chen Pingan sighed softly: "People who have attained the Tao have a long life span. As long as they are willing to walk around and shrink the mountains and rivers, there will always be endless strange people and strange things."

During the conversation between the two parties, Chen Pingan also saw that the natal object of the twisting core was the ten embroidery needles held by her yin god. soul.

After finishing the work at hand, Yan Xin came back, stood up and said: "I did a rough calculation, if you can kill more than 60 monsters, I can mend 32 places for you. You are a pure martial artist, so the palm of your hand The palm prints, the back of the hand, and the five fingers all need to be moved. The facial acupoints are dominated by a pair of eyes, and the heart is naturally the most important point. I will use a needle and thread to go through it, and it may take a long time. The back is dominated by the spine. , After peeling the skin, I have to tear the entire spine out of the height of more than an inch. It’s okay to say that the three souls and seven souls are the key, and after mending and dressing, the real hardship begins. As agreed in advance, the above five If you are not high enough to make wedding clothes, you will have more accidents, three souls and seven souls will light up the lamps, not to mention punching, walking, or just a little heartbeat, and the flickering of the wick will cause you to be restless."

Speaking of this, Lian Xin twitched the corners of her mouth, "However, Mr. Yinguan said 'determination' earlier, so I think he shouldn't be afraid."

Chen Pingan was expressionless.

Lian Xin nodded, she was young and courageous.

Then I saw the young hermit picked up the Yangjian gourd and drank a big mouthful of wine.