Sword comes

Chen Pingan bid farewell to his husband and left the alley early in the morning.

Thinking of the appointment letter, Mr. gave it away, Ning Yao accepted it, and Chen Ping'an was in a good mood.

The old monk who was in charge of guarding the alley put down the white jade dojo in the alley again. Apart from practicing in this life, the old man has no other hobbies anyway.

Liu Xuan really just likes to practice Taoism. As for the state, don't force it, love will come or not, anyway, I am not used to you.

It's just weird, could it be that the apprentice was struck by lightning again yesterday because he didn't protect the way?It's rare that I didn't bluff and play those martial arts over there, and I breathed out all night, very diligently, using the river cart transportation technique of returning the pill with gold liquid, running the small circle over and over again, probably because of sincerity For the sake of the spirit, it is quite similar.

In addition to his own practice this night, Liu Jia's spiritual flow circulated around the sky. With his supernatural powers of visualization, he was like a fairy riding a crane to travel in a vast world of gold and jade forests unique to his own house. .The old monk also had to pay attention to Zhao Duanming's qi circulation route, so that he could pick out the flaws afterwards and help his disciples to check for leaks and fill in the gaps.

Chen Pingan stopped near the entrance of the alley, waited for a while, bent his finger to knock on the door, tapped lightly, and said with a smile: "Old Immortal Master Liu, don't you mind dropping in?"

When there was a knock on the door in the alley, Liu Jia actually just calmed down, and the practice came to an end, and the old Yuan Ying was filled with emotion. This young man is worthy of being Xiuhu's junior. Seeing his own cultivation situation so clearly, the old monk got up from the futon, used his supernatural powers, opened a small door for the Baiyu Dojo, and said, "Please come in."

There is an extra please, because your husband is a sage of literature, and it has nothing to do with whether you are a sword fairy or a sword fairy, or whether you hide from an official or not.

However, in just one day, first the young hermit official came to visit, Ning Yao's fierce sword strike, and the literary sage's grand visit, Liu Jia felt that his usual deserted practice road was rarely so lively.

It's just that I wanted to drink with that guy earlier, but now I can't drink anymore, so I can only toast three glasses with the old coachman far away, right?

Chen Ping stepped into it, glanced at the young man who was still practicing, and asked in his heart: "Is the old immortal master planning to wait until Duan Ming enters the Golden Core Realm, and then teach a superior thunder method that naturally fits with his fortune?"

Liu Jia had a strange look on his face, and wanted to nod his head, slapping a swollen face on the side of a forty-year-old young man to pretend to be fat, but the old man had a bad conscience, and it didn't matter if he lost face, he sighed, "There's a fart Lei Fa Dao Jue, worry to death."

Chen Pingan was surprised and said, "With Tianshui Zhao's background, can't you find a Leibu Zhengfa?"

Liu Jia shook his head, "Over the years, Mr. Zhao has only found a few secret books of heretical thunder techniques, which are far away from the authentic five thunders of Longhu Mountain. I dare not teach them even if they dare to give them."

He is really a sword fairy who doesn't know the price of oil, salt, firewood and rice. Lei Fa is known as the ancestor of all laws on the mountain. How can it be so easy to obtain such a secret record of the true method, not to mention that it is not a matter of money at all. In the immortal family, there are not many people who specialize in thunder techniques, and there is no one who is close to "authentic". Even Qi Zhen, the great heavenly king of the Shenxuan sect, dare not say that he is good at thunder techniques.

Chen Pingan thought for a while and said, "I'm going to take a trip to Shenzhou in the middle of the day. I have a friend on the mountain, Huang Zigui from the Tianshi Mansion. I have made an appointment to visit Longhu Mountain. I'll see if I can fight for it Xi has cobbled together a decent cheat book, but there is no guarantee that it will be successful."

Liu Jia frowned and said, "For no reason, why are you mobilizing people so much, and giving Duanming a piece of incense and fire for nothing? Why, you want to win over Tianshui's Zhao family as Luobashan's ally in Dali?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said with a smile: "If it's really going to happen, I accidentally left out the secret book of Leifa in the Ren Yun Yi Yun Building, so I should take it as a thank you to Master Liu for helping to take care of the brother's house. Master Liu only needs to do it." One thing is to hide it from Tianshui Zhao's side, it has nothing to do with me, and I will just preach for Duanming in peace of mind."

Liu Jia was skeptical, "It's that simple, there's really no calculation?"

Chen Pingan asked back: "I can't believe Chen Pingan who met by chance, but Mr. Liu still can't trust my husband?"

Liu Jia couldn't help laughing, hesitated for a while, and then nodded. This kid has already moved out of Wensheng, and this matter is feasible.Confucian scholars, the most important thing is context and morality, and they can't make any jokes.

It's just that the old monk came back to his senses suddenly and scolded with a smile: "Good boy, you lied to me, and if you don't do any shit, you can earn a favor from me for nothing, right?"

Chen Pingan deliberately looked puzzled and said, "How do you say that?"

Liu Xuan couldn't help laughing, pointed at the young man who thought he was a fool, and counted, "Even if you have a good relationship with the Tianshi Mansion, a Confucian disciple who is not in the Longhu Mountain Dao after all, is probably considered a great heaven Master himself, I dare not teach you the true method of the five thunders without authorization. You have just said it yourself, so you can only take the opportunity of reading the book, piece together things, and feel your conscience. Can the cheat book be better than the one found by the Tianshui Zhao family? There is no good reason for the scammer, and there are leaks in all directions, so it is untenable..."

The old monk stopped talking immediately, only to see the blue-clothed sword fairy raised his hand with a smile, five thunder clusters, in the palm of good fortune, the majestic spirit was powerful.

Liu Jia concentrated his eyes, looked again and again, nodded lightly, and said as usual: "Little master is good at playing thunder, you are worthy of being a disciple of Wensheng, junior brother Xiuhu, who learns from all the best, casts it in a furnace, and admires it. Okay, here we go. It's settled, thank you in advance, just wait for the little master to accidentally drop this cheat book in the house, and then I will pick it up unintentionally. Just?"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "I will carefully write down all the precautions for practicing this method, and carefully append the end of the book. The text will only be more complicated and detailed than the main text. The realm of the old immortal master is there. Teaching the Fa is definitely not a problem."

Liu Jia was a little embarrassed.

Chen Pingan said: "I still have to trouble the old fairy teacher. Help me ask the head of the Zhao family in Tianshui for a letter, and just write the Zhao family motto. Of course, it has nothing to do with Chen Pingan."

Being able to be called here by his senior brother to guard the alley, Chen Ping'an was sure that Liu Jia must be a tight-lipped person.So I don't worry at all that the old monk will slip up on Tianshui Zhao's side.

Liu Jia breathed a sigh of relief, begging for calligraphy and painting, it's a trivial matter.Even if I come to the door with a basket on my shoulders, it's nothing, it's just a face to Mrs. Zhao who writes beautifully.

The Tianshui Zhao family, who was said to be horse dung Zhao by Dali officials, has a bookish family motto. Chen Pingan especially loves the few words in it. Rouyizhuang.

In fact, when Chen Ping met Zhao Duanming on his trip to Beijing, he really wanted to ask for a copy of the family instructions written by the Patriarch of the Zhao family, and framed them back. It should not be hung in his study, but could be given to Xiao Nuanshu.It's just that the situation in the capital is still unclear. Chen Ping'an planned to wait until something happened before talking to Zhao Duanming.Well now, you can get it for free.

The old monk was startled suddenly, Chen Pingan turned his head and looked, he was drawn by his own lightning atmosphere, Zhao Duanming's mind was immersed in the small world, and there was a kind of air movement that echoed from afar, so that the whole person's spiritual energy leaked out, and he was like a mountain , Flying clouds lingering, there are signs of lightning and thunder.Chen Ping glanced at Liu Jia, who was taken aback for a moment, nodded immediately, and said that you just need to protect the way.

Chen Ping stepped forward and came to Zhao Duanming's side. He stomped his feet lightly, and the closed-eyed boy sitting cross-legged on the futon floated up into the air.

Chen Ping raised one hand, gently stroking the boy's head, and helped Zhao Duanming to stabilize his mind. The palm that was originally clustered with five thunders turned into two fingers together, and lightly tapped the boy's eyebrows to make him feel at ease. A state of divine sleep.

Liu Jia's eyes widened, his face was incredulous, and he saw that the surroundings of the disciple's head were full of majestic and magnificent scenes, like a mysterious picture scroll of heaven and earth being transformed by Taoism.

The sun and the moon were suspended in the sky, and countless stars were spinning. I saw the blue shirt, and with my thoughts, I picked out a pocket "star" lingering in golden light and full of thunder from the bright galaxy, and then with that tiny hand, As if as a bridge of longevity, slowly rolling into the young man's eyebrows, the star that was blurred by Taoism, within the small world of Zhao Duanming's body, rotated in an orderly manner following the aura route of Xiao Zhoutian, and the young man was originally scattered everywhere , The few strands of pure Taoism that I didn't even realize, arrived in a blink of an eye, as if ordered, and worshiped that ancient star that seemed to be hanging in the sky from afar.

Chen Ping patted the boy's forehead lightly, and the boy and his futon landed on the ground again.

Liu Jia asked cautiously: "Chen Pingan, you must be a great monk in the Ascension Realm, right?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I'm not, but my wife is."

Liu Jia endured it, but still couldn't hold it back, and asked the biggest question in his heart, "Chen Pingan, why did you abduct Ningyao?"

Chen Ping straightened his clothes, shook his sleeves, smiled and said nothing.

Isn't this obvious, relying on appearance depends on bearing.

Liu Jia was stunned for a long time, then joked, "Are you a tailor?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said goodbye, strode out of the alley.

The young man who had been kept in the dark slowly came back to his senses. After opening his eyes, he stood up and jumped a few times, feeling extra refreshed.

Finding Master sitting on the futon drinking, Zhao Duanming leaned over and squatted down, smelling the aroma of the wine to relieve his cravings.

Liu Jia said with a smile: "I didn't know why the national teacher asked me to wait patiently here. When it comes to salary, I owe it first, and someone will come here to pay for it later."

Things in the world are messy, twists and turns, and it's hard to see clearly, but Liu Jia thinks that he is quite accurate in judging the general quality of people's hearts.

Zhao Duanming said: "Master Chen is willing to accept my brother Chen's money? Master, of course you are very strong in practicing and preaching, otherwise you would not be able to teach me a disciple like me, but you really have to learn from me when it comes to the way of the world. .”

Liu Jia smiled and said nothing, turned his head to look at the alley, the former national teacher Cui Chan had been here year after year, day after day, walking alone, but never felt lonely at all.

Anxiety and danger in the heart are like jumping on the tail of a tiger, wading in the spring ice.

Now there is an extra junior, who also walks in the alley.

Zhaozhao is like the brightness of the sun and the moon, and Lili is like the journey of stars.

It's like that sword fairy in green shirt, although he is young, he is no longer a chess piece, but sits in the capital city, and the country's mountains and rivers are the chessboard.

Invite your opponent to take a seat, give it a try.

The old monk thought about it again and was quite proud.

As a janitor, I blocked three, Chen Pingan, Ning Yao, and Wen Sheng, but they could barely be counted as blocked. Who in the world can compare?

Liu Jia coughed, handed over a jug of wine, and said with a smile, "Duanming, drink."

The young man slapped his master's hand off, laughed and said, "Master is just joking, what kind of wine do you drink? I'm young, but I can't bear the smell of alcohol."

Anyway, it was only a few steps away, and when we arrived at the inn, Chen Pingan was not in a hurry to find Ning Yao, he chatted with the shopkeeper first, and then asked about the girl.

The old man said angrily: "Chen, don't eat from the bowl and stare at the pot, put away your crooked thoughts quickly, besides, did you take the wrong medicine, my girl looks pretty, but it won't be easy Miss Ning."

Chen Pingan smiled and said tentatively: "Shopkeeper, what are you thinking? Who am I? Shopkeeper, you have seen the three religions and nine streams who traveled all over the world, and you have developed a pair of piercing eyes long ago, so you really can't see it? I just think she has good qualifications... ..."

The old shopkeeper laughed angrily: "Stop it, stop it! Don't tell me I'm going to learn art from you, a little girl from every family, what kind of boxing kung fu is practiced, don't talk about it."

Not to mention those martial arts who are in the market, not to mention selling dog skin plasters with guns and sticks, or smashing big stones on their chests to earn some hard money. Although the young man in front of him is probably a settled Jianghu school, but If you let your daughter go to learn martial arts from others, wouldn't it be a few days before her hands are full of calluses, how can she marry someone?It hurts to think about it.

The most worrying thing is still that silly girl, who has longed for her since she was a child.

Looking forward to being a heroine of the rivers and lakes, flying over the eaves and walking the walls, doing chivalry and fighting for justice.Fortunately, there was a group fight between two gangs of bastards in Yichi Lane and Chi'er Street. The fight was so fierce that many bricks were broken. I saw my daughter ran home sullenly. After the fight, I calmed down a bit. , only clamoring to talk about it when he grows up, and it will not be too late to practice his internal skills before leaving the rivers and lakes.

Chen Pingan said: "Then if I were in the inn with her and we just met her while walking, wouldn't it be against the law?"

The old man snorted and said in a low voice, "What are you trying to do? Chen Ping'an, be honest and tell me, otherwise I will really drive you away. There are two sons, but only one daughter. If I was abducted by your kid, and that murderous aunt of my family can beat me to death."

The old shopkeeper really didn't think that this young foreigner was such a villain.

What's more, the world is peaceful now, and the life of the people in Dali is stable every day, and the matter of breaking the ban, not to mention the people in the rivers and lakes, the gods on the mountain would not dare.

The old man asked suddenly: "Chen Ping'an, tell me the truth, which sect do you belong to? Is your name big?"

In the territory of Longzhou, I only heard that there is a towering Piyun Mountain, and that Wei Shanjun who is rumored to be rich in wealth, and there is a Longquan Sword Sect full of sword immortals.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "It's a small sect. I don't know if I tell the shopkeeper. Anyway, there are not many people, but I can guarantee that my family has a good style."

The old man sneered and said, "If I go out, I'll tell people that my place is one of the largest inns in the capital. The people who come in and out every day are either great masters of the rivers and lakes like Yuhong and Zhou Haijing, or masters of the gods who ride the clouds and fog. You Believe it or not?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I don't believe it."

The old man asked: "You don't really like my daughter, do you? Could it be love at first sight?"

Chen Ping smiled bitterly and said, "Really not."

Relieved, the old man nodded, that's good, then he slapped the table, saying it's not good, my daughter is no better than Na Ning Yao, the old man waved his hand, if you have no vision, get out of here.

After Chen Ping'an left, someone from the yamen came to check the book soon, and there were two unfamiliar faces, but the official card was correct, so the old shopkeeper didn't think much about it.

After they found the names of Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao, they looked at each other and smiled. One of the young officials continued to turn the page casually, and said with a casual smile, "Business manager Liu, business is booming."

The old man lay on the counter casually, not afraid of these people from the public family, his own inn opened on the side of those two streets, two generations, almost 50 years, I have never seen any civil servants and generals, and they are in the center Huang Zigongqing is not only acquainted, but also met on the road many times, and can say hello. The old shopkeeper has always been quite proud of this, so now he just smiled and said: "Business is okay, let's make do."

Ning Yao did not intentionally immerse himself in cultivation, to nourish his sword intent, otherwise it would be a battle for the great way between the two worlds.

She sat at the table like this for a whole night, and then in the early morning, she opened her eyes, subconsciously stretched out her fingers, and gently twirled the corner of a sleeve.

When there was a slight knock on the door, Ning Yao said, "The door is not locked."

Chen Ping pushed the door open and entered, Ning Yao glanced at the green shirt with the jade hairpin on his head, and said nothing.

Chen Ping took out a few collections of writers' writings from his sleeve, and said with a smile, "I still have to stay in the capital for a few days. I'm afraid you'll be bored, so I picked a few books and flipped through them casually."

Ning Yao looked at the few books on the table, picked them up, and asked, "Are there no Jiang Hu Romance and Legendary Koan?"

Chen Pingan asked: "Do you want to see this category?"

Ning Yao asked back: "Why don't you read those nonsense about ghost smoke powder and strange novels?"

Chen Pingan was speechless.

Those romance novels are always about the secluded master pouring a six-year-old inner strength into the younger generation, which is quite nonsense.

It's just that what the daughter-in-law said is right.

Chen Pingan first talked about the trip to the Confucian Temple invited by Li Sheng, Ning Yao nodded and said it was okay, then Chen Pingan immediately turned to look for books, but there seemed to be no such books in the library.

I remember that when I was Xiao Heitan's first disciple, he would pester Lao Wei and Xiao Bai in private every day, saying that each of them should pass on her skills for decades.

Later, it was the old cook who filed a complaint, and then Pei Qian was full after a meal of chestnuts, and then let Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang go.

The old shopkeeper saw Chen Pingan going back and forth, and joked: "You can't look like a person. You are young, but you are quite fast."

Chen Pingan pretended not to understand, and asked, "Shopkeeper, is there any bookstore nearby?"

The old man nodded, "Not far away, there is a bookstore half a block away, but the shop so close to Yichi Lane and Chi'er Street, it is conceivable that the prices are not cheap, and most of them are rare rare books. Why? , now that you guys from Jianghu sects are going to fight with others, do you have to say a few words beforehand?"

The old man roughly pointed the way, Chen Pingan thanked him, and said with a smile: "My daughter-in-law wants to read a book, so go over there and look for it."

Chen Ping took it for a walk. When he found that street, there were indeed many bookstores. He spent seven or eight taels of silver to pick out a few books and put them in his sleeves. He changed his mind and took a detour to go elsewhere. , Crossing the streets and alleys, Chen Pingan finally came to a fairy inn at the end of the alley. This dead end will only turn around and leave.

Chen Ping knew who Song Xu was. They traveled far away from the city last night, and their bodies started here. Later, when they returned to the capital, they also settled here. It is very likely that this is the place where they practiced Taoism.

As soon as Chen Pingan was about to knock on the door, he frowned slightly, and his figure flew backwards in an instant, falling tens of feet away, there was a female ghost cultivator in the Jindan state, whose figure was blurred, from the gate with the painted door god , one flew out, Chen Pingan glanced, and found that it was the female ghost next to the young Yuanying Jianxiu, most of whom were Song Xu and Ge Ling, but they belonged to different hills.

Is this to discuss Taoism?Or ask swords and fists?

It's just that her figure is spinning, her colorful clothes are fluttering, and she is showing her teeth and claws. She doesn't seem to have any tricks, and what's going on with her cannibalistic eyes and salivation all over her face.

Chen Ping covered his sleeves with both hands, just moved and turned sideways, dodging the figure of the female ghost Yufeng, just like a colorful female ghost spinning half... half a circle, spreading her arms, and was about to hug the female ghost blue shirt.

Are you done yet?

Chen Pingan didn't turn his head, just raised his elbow, and slammed it back, hitting the female ghost's face.

The female ghost was so dizzy that she fell to the ground. She sat up, pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeve with two fingers, wiped the corners of her eyes, and was about to cry.

Chen Ping turned his head, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

The female ghost was in high spirits and didn't speak, but suddenly floated towards Chen Ping'an, and she didn't have murderous intentions, as if she was just stalking her.

Chen Pingan kept his arms around his sleeves, raised his foot, and kicked her on the forehead, causing the female ghost to hit the wall.

wrong.

It is some kind of weird blindfold that can cover up the mind.In short, seeing is believing.

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes, stretched out his sleeve with one hand, and with five fingers like hooks, grabbed the female ghost's head, pressed it down quickly, smashed it to the ground, twisted his toes slightly, and filled the road with martial arts energy, not allowing her to escape. There was a chance, and then she poked her heart with her toes, and there was a bang. The poor ghost's figure in colorful clothes was like a piece of rag. She wiped down an alley, and then the woman's body and colorful clothes suddenly expanded, hovering over Near the entrance of the alley, it is like a huge painted picture of a lady hanging on the wall.

Chen Pingan reminded: "It's almost enough."

On the walls on both sides of an alley, in an instant, the sky was dark and the heads of countless female ghosts protruded, but they were not ferocious, but smiling like flowers, just like the infatuated woman who lost her mind and finally saw her lover return home.

Chen Pingan was already planning to be cruel, so he sighed for no reason and said, "One last warning."

Yuan Huajing in the inn walked to the corridor and said in a deep voice, "Gaiyan, stop."

The female ghost named Gaiyan immediately gathered her spells and appeared in the alley, with a graceful figure, bowed her knees and saluted, "Little girl Gaiyan, I have met Mr. Chen."

Chen Pingan explained: "I'm here to find someone."

Gaiyan smiled, "It's good to find someone, I opened this inn, I can find anyone, I will guide Mr. Chen."

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "No need."

The woman was extremely aggrieved, and said timidly: "The inn is my place. Whether I open the door to welcome guests to earn the fairy money is not a fixed number, it just depends on the little girl's mood. Mr. Chen is a gentleman, so you can't break the door and enter?"

If it is said that the six people in Song Xu's Xiaoshantou are all strange people and strangers, but whether it is their identity, appearance or temperament, they are still normal, then the sword cultivator Yuan Huajing nicknamed "Yelang" and his four subordinates seem to have no A fuel-efficient lamp, in addition to this female ghost named Gaiyan, there is also a young cavalry pawn named Kushou who was born in the field, and a five-element master qi practitioner from the Yinyang family.

Finally, there is Yexiu, who was born as a mountain spirit. He looks like a teenager, but he is actually young, with a stern face and a murderous look between his brows.He gave himself a name, Gou Mingcun.The boy has a bad temper, and he has a strange wish, which is to be a national teacher of a small country, even a vassal of the Dali clan, no matter how small it is.

Chen Ping stepped back from the mountains and rivers, and directly broke through the insignificant restraint formation in the inn. Looking around, he saw a house in the mist and clouds. With a swipe of two fingers, he opened the door and entered. Said: "There were so many people last night, it's hard to say much."

Gou Cun, a young man, has already walked out of the hidden practice dojo in the house. At this moment, he saw the green shirt in front of him. The young man clasped his fists and then bowed. Grinning silly.

In the old days in Shihao Country, in the dog meat shop, there was a young guy who was mistaken for a dumb boy. Later, he met a man in green cloth and cotton clothes. He took him to a meal, talked a lot, and gave him a possibility. .

In the end, he also borrowed a small sum of money from the young man.

"Ah my friend".

Gaiyan in the alley was not annoyed, she just stomped her feet shyly and followed behind.

When she came to this courtyard, she was extremely surprised, did Gou Cun and Chen Pingan know each other?How come I never heard of this.

Han Zhoujin also came to the gate of the small courtyard, with Yu Yu, a follower, beside him.

The young man smiled brightly and said, "Mr. Chen, my name is Gou Cun today."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded, "The name is good."

Survive.

Don't forget your roots and live on.

Chen Ping stretched out his hand.

The young man hurriedly took out a Xiaoshu money that he had prepared all year round from his sleeve, handed it to the other party, and said apologetically, "Mr. Chen, I spent that Xiaoshu money back then."

Chen Pingan said: "Borrowing money and repaying the money, there is no interest rate."

The teenager grinned, knowing that Mr. Chen was joking.

Chen Ping put away Xiaoshu money, twisted his wrist, and an extra green bamboo stick came out, which was the trekking stick used by the literati for mountaineering and traveling, "I'll give it to you."

On the top of the trekking stick, there is a two-character inscription, Zhiyuan.

The young man was holding a trekking stick in his arms, and he was not good at words, but silently bowed to Mr. Chen to thank him.

next moment.

Before the boy could raise his head and stand up, he became alarmed instantly.

In fact, not only Gou Cun, but also the female ghost Gai Yan in the courtyard, Han Zhoujin and Yu Yu at the gate, and Song Xu gathered in a nearby courtyard, all found themselves in the mist.

The formation master Han Zhoujin had already sacrificed the ruins of the fairy palace, and then there was only a sword light in the world, like splitting the sky and the earth, forcibly breaking through the landscape restriction of an ancient Tongbai blessed land, only to see that Chen Pingan grabbed it with one hand. Gaiyan's hair is in a bun, and one hand is clutching Gou Cun's neck. The female ghost Gaiyan's aura is suppressed by fists, and she is almost stagnant. If there is a slight disturbance, the natal Qi of the Five Elements will have that heart-wrenching pain. As for Gou Cun, she has passed out , the most troublesome part is that both Gaiyan and Goucun's eyebrows were lightly stabbed by Feijian.

Next, the sword energy penetrated into Xiaotiandi's body.

The green-clothed sword fairy who shot without saying hello, looked around, glanced at the aura of the avenue of this ancient immortal dojo, then stared at Han Zhoujin, smiled and said: "I'm a little strange, how did you kill him back then?" The Jade Raw Realm of the Yaozu army tent, attacking and beheading? No way, I gave you the head, right?"

Chen Pingan said to himself: "Still, as long as you don't have enough people, you 11 people can only be counted as a mess? It's okay, let's all come in. Besides, there is no good thing in the world that only needs you to plan and kill others." , One day the debt will be repaid, and now it is.”

The qi trainer of the Yin-Yang family was just about to perform the Dao Jue, using an extremely mysterious natal supernatural power. At the cost of his own fall, he went back a little bit of time to help 11 people return to the "before", so he had to make preparations early.

As a result, there was a sword light coming down from the top of his head. Yuan Huajing appeared as Sui Lin's guardian, sacrificed a flying sword of his own life, and used the flying sword to face the flying sword, cutting off the sword light. , the sword light lit up countless times, directly disrupting the stream of time that was as thin as a silk thread.

Chen Ping dropped Gou Cun and Gai Yan in his hands, and walked up to Dao Lu Ge Ling. The Taoist chose to directly explode the Golden Elixir and Nascent Soul, and replaced it with an ordinary Earth Immortal cultivator. It's over.

Chen Pingan punched like a waterfall, unscathed, casually walked out of this slightly chaotic battlefield, stretched out his hand to hold down Yu Yu, a military monk, and punched him, and gently pulled him closer to him, then turned around. A punch to the heart caused Yu Yu to vomit blood, and flew upside down for dozens of feet, his body flashed, and he was about to lift his foot and step on it again, but out of the corner of his eye, he found that Yu Yu was actually far away, which was a bit interesting. In the small world of the bird in the cage, what I saw in my eyes was still disturbed. It seems that the female ghost, the legendary "painter and eyebrow painter" on the mountain, was still hiding a lot in the alley.

So at the next moment, what the 11 people saw, the world was tilted, distorted and reversed to varying degrees.

It's like a heaven and earth, cut into countless realms by the master.

Just as the female ghost Gaiyan was about to make a move, sword lights were everywhere in her vision, and dozens of long swords were immediately nailed into her body and the colored clothes.

Gou Cun, who should have been in a coma for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, and Chen Ping stepped on the center of the mouth, and passed out again. At the same time, Chen Ping squinted at the little novice, and smiled, as if saying that it was you.Dressed in a green shirt, as if stepping out of the door, he appeared behind the little novice monk, with his arms around the young monk's neck, and one hand supporting the young monk's chin, but Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, and chose to stop temporarily, clapping He patted the little monk on the head and said with a smile, "Be more careful in the future."

Put your fingers together and draw a circle, and around the little novice monk, a golden thunder pond appeared.

Chen Pingan changed the battlefield, shook his sleeves, and the talismans hung like two galaxies, besieging the five-element master qi trainer.

Han Zhoujin's face turned pale with fright. At some point, he lost the traction of Qi with the ruins of the Immortal Mansion.

Chen Ping looked around, raised his hand casually, slapped Yuan Huajing and Song Xu's flying swords, and said, "I know you still have a lot of backhands, but it's useless. If you don't have a chance to use them, you have already lost."

With a flick of his fingers, a fragment of his golden body was blasted at the Qi trainer of the Onmyoji family. Chen Pingan said, "It's compensation. Let's all go back."

Time turned back for a moment, and the 11 people returned to their respective positions, but with the support of the little novice, everyone still remembered Sui Lin, who fell to the ground with a pale face, but the piece of golden body in his hand was enough to make up for his own morality loss, there is still a surplus.

Half of the monks were not convinced, while the remaining half had lingering fears.

The extremely fierce green-clothed swordsman seemed to be the only one who was not affected by the long river of time. He was the first to return to the inn, standing in the corridor with his hands wrapped around his sleeves, laughing with the young man who still bowed his head: "scared?"

The young man was speechless, still holding the walking stick in his arms, got up, scratched his head, then shook his head, "Mr. Chen, I learned it."

Chen Pingan said softly: "Cultivating on the mountain, the clouds and waves are treacherous. The higher the mountain, the stronger the mountain wind. Be careful in the future."

Then Chen Ping laughed, "Of course it doesn't mean that you have to be careful of my sneak attacks in the future. Today's attack is an exception."

Chen Pingan began to help the 11 people review the fight, and then gave some suggestions, as for whether they listened or not, it didn't matter.

If they weren't monks who were carefully selected by their seniors and spent a lot of money to cultivate them, Chen Pingan would not be bothered to sell them today, so a large piece of the golden body of an ancient god is not money.

Chen Pingan finally asked in his heart: "Gou Cun, what will happen now that you see someone eating dog meat?"

Gou Cun was silent for a moment, raised his head, and said truthfully to Mr. Chen: "I still feel very uncomfortable, so I listened to Mr. Chen, and I must become the national teacher of that small country in the future, and order that no one in the country is allowed to eat dog meat."

Chen Pingan nodded, "Take your time."

Chen Ping was about to leave this fairy inn, unexpectedly, the female ghost had the courage to approach a few steps closer, blinking her big eyes, "Mr. Chen, let's go now, shall I see you off?"

Chen Ping angrily said with a smile: "If you're not tired of being crooked, tell me, what are you trying to figure out?"

For the first time, she looked a little shy, "Like Han Zhoujin, I can't control it when I see it."

Han Zhoujin's face was flushed, and he became angry from embarrassment: "Gaiyan, keep your mouth clean!"

Chen Pingan was speechless and disappeared in a flash.

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Fire Temple.

Under the flower shed, Aunt Feng glanced sideways, she came in uninvited, and entered without knocking, who the hell.

The old coachman said bluntly: "The situation forced me to answer Chen Ping's three questions. What do you think the kid will ask? I have prepared well in advance. Don't shirk. If it wasn't for your tricks, I wouldn't have received those two more swords." .”

Aunt Feng smiled, "Chen Ping'an will definitely ask who you are first."

The old coachman said, "What else?"

Aunt Feng continued: "The natal porcelain was broken, did you participate in it?"

The old coachman nodded, "That's an easy answer, there's nothing wrong with it."

Aunt Feng clicked her tongue and said, "Have you lost your conscience? You have already bet on the Ma family in Xinghua Lane."

The old coachman didn't hide it either, "I like Ma Kuxuan the most, and I have nothing to hide, but what the Ma couple did has nothing to do with me. I didn't instigate them, and I didn't help erase the traces afterwards."

Aunt Feng thought for a moment, "As for the third question, there are too many things he might ask, so it's hard to guess."

"for example?"

"For example, who is the instigator of the smelting of the natal porcelain in the Lizhu Cave. Do you want to answer? How should you answer?"

The old coachman took out a small porcelain vase, opened it wide, and the purple air was lingering. He sniffed it lightly, and suddenly his body was full of golden light, flowing all over his body to mend the wound.

The body of the gods, being cut by the sword cultivator, has one good thing, that is, there is no remaining sword energy, and the aftertaste of the sword energy will be washed away by the long river of time. , can make up for it and repair the golden body.

The old coachman was silent for a moment, feeling a little helpless, "I have made an agreement with Ning Yao, as long as it is a question that I don't want to answer, I can ask Chen Pingan to change it."

Aunt Feng smiled and said, "That's it?"

The old coachman said sullenly: "The little woman gave an explanation, it's just three things."

The old coachman raised his head suddenly, you old lady, don't trick me again.

Aunt Feng jokingly said: "If it's really not possible, let's die as a poor fellow Taoist, and tell Chen Ping about the whole story of that person."

The old coachman shook his head, "What are the four troublesome ghosts on the mountain? In fact, don't mess with anyone."

Among the other two people behind the scenes, one of them is a dragon breeder from the Fulong lineage.There is another one, from the Tulu clan in the family of Yin and Yang, one light and one dark, the one in the light is the Qi trainer in the capital who was beaten to death by Song Changjing's random fists, and the one in the dark, the location of the old five mountains in Dali, all come from this person handwriting.

They are old men who live under the fence of the Lizhu Cave. Of course, they have their own needs. The old patriarch of Fulongshi is betting on the Song family of Dali, and suppressing the luck of the Lu family on Fulu Street.

As for this Aunt Feng, apart from the matter of protecting the Dao, she just got along with others, such as taking Cao Hang and Yuan Cang out of the Lizhu Cave, and giving the future pair of civil and military bibi to the Dali Chaotang. It was only with that ZTE that the Song Clan of Dali would not be cut off from the state, and was easily annexed by the Lu Dynasty, which was the suzerain of Dali in the past.

Compared to Aunt Feng and the old coachman, that Yin-Yang monk from the Lu family in Central Earth hid behind the scenes and wove needles all day long. He acted the most sneaky, but he was able to control his senses and behave within the rules.

The old coachman said for no reason: "Within Jiazi, first come, first served. Ma Kuxuan actually still has a chance."

It means that the illusory and ubiquitous great luck, several continents, mountains and rivers were shattered, and many great monks from the two worlds fell. None of them were originally born with great luck, but they all returned to the world one by one. It's like there's an invisible struggle.Earlier, the sword fairy embryo of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, as well as the hundred sword fairies of Tuoyue Mountain, actually all belonged to the upcoming battle, and they all rose up in response to the situation. After that, the sword fairy Xu Xie, Baidicheng Gu Can and others They were born one by one, and they rose very fast, so the last 100 years have been a big year that cultivators rarely meet in ten thousand years, and they will never miss it.

unless.

Wen Hai Zhou Mi, who had already ascended to the sky, could return to the world, and the war resumed.

The old coachman glanced at the sky and sighed: "I have to say, this thoroughness is really remarkable."

Aunt Feng laughed and said, "Don't take away your breath, that's the way for a monk to nourish his body."

The old coachman frowned and said, "A merit is hard-earned. This Chen Ping'an must be out of his mind."

Aunt Feng shook her head, unwilling to say more about it.

The so-called human nature, in the final analysis, is to like to fight with oneself.

As a god, he is born to be able to classify into categories, without any difference, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and then subdivide them into hundreds of "land boundaries", and everything is in order.

Regarding this matter, the saints of the three religions have many solutions. For example, Buddhism and Taoism all praise the "observance of one law". Exploring the secrets of the sky, for example, those who look at things with doubts, the center is not fixed, the outside things are not clear, the bright moon is at night, and the shadows are looked down and thought to subdue ghosts... The heart is the king of form, and the lord of gods, so it is necessary Self-restraint, self-defeat, self-restraint, self-restraint... This is the essence of the old scholar's dispelling chapter.

So earlier at the inn, the old scholar seemed to have no intention of casually mentioning his own unmasking chapter.

At that time, Aunt Feng wisely withdrew a ray of breeze and stopped eavesdropping on the conversation.

The so-called gossip in the world is really not because she intends to listen to it, it is really because of her natal supernatural powers.

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Chen Pingan returned the same way, approached the inn, just happened to meet the girl going out, as soon as she saw that guy, the girl immediately turned around, ran back to the inn, bypassed the counter, hid beside her father, and then pretended to start making plans.

Chen Ping crossed the threshold without squinting.

He stopped suddenly, turned around and walked out of the inn, heading for the house in the alley.

The Great Empress Dowager finally came.

At the counter, the girl whispered, "Father, did I wrong him?"

The old shopkeeper said in a deep voice: "No, this kid is from the world, he has a lot of eyes, and he is playing hard to get."

Chen Pingan was quite helpless.

Walking slowly on the street, with nothing to do, Chen Pingan began to speak nonsense.

The ancient bamboo horse hits the waist of the skirt, the horse is stationed to listen to the sound of selling flowers, the lotus is charming to touch the fish, the screen window complains about the autumn of the jade mat, and the jade leak is late and good things are coming.Crossing the river, clouds can't send water boats, magpie bridge immortals see the sky in the pot, and mountain ghost songs sing Wannianchun.