Sword of Coming

Chen Ping'an raised his eyes and looked toward the sea.

Looking at the sea from the mountain, the blue waves are connected to the blue sky, and the majestic scene will take your breath away. In ancient times, there was an underwater dragon palace that was infinitely cool and cool. According to legend, the bright moon in the sea was full in the sky. The imagination of the magnificence will enchant people. Therefore, Taoism talks about guarding the heart and cultivating the spirit. Don’t just let go and never take it back. Travel thousands of miles to learn and seek enlightenment, and don’t be hindered by mountains and rivers... Chen Ping’an put away his mind.

Gu Can said, "It's okay, just wait. It won't take more than an hour."

What to do with the sect’s celebration? Isn’t it the sect leader who has the final say? Gu Can likes the atmosphere at Luopo Mountain, but the Fuyao Sect will not imitate Luopo Mountain.

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "Since ancient times, we have always paid attention to good times and auspicious times. You should hold the ceremony on time and don't delay."

Gu Can said, "He has such a lazy personality. Whether he participates in the ceremony or not, it doesn't matter whether he is Liu Xianyang or not."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "If he dares not come, you won't be the best man."

After waiting for a moment, just as the sun was rising over the sea, a sword light came through the sky, dragging out a very long line of brilliant light from the sea to Quanjiao Mountain. The movement was not small, and it was full of momentum.

Uncle Liu finally arrived, neither early nor late. There was still a quarter of an hour before the ceremony, so he could chat a few words.

Liu Xianyang's figure fell to the ground, his sword sheathed on its own, and he strode between Chen Ping'an and Gu Can. He hooked one of his necks with one hand, "How about it, are you on time, do you have a sword-wielding style, is it chic or not?"

Gu Can slapped Liu Xianyang's arm off. Liu Xianyang shook his body and stretched again, his joints creaking all over his body, "It's my first time to wield a sword so far, and I still have to rush for time, tsk."

Chen Ping'an asked in confusion, "Didn't I pass on the Three Mountain Talisman to you?"

Liu Xianyang glared and said, "This talisman is precious, and the number of times is limited. Why don't you worry about spending it? It's not cost-effective to use up a talisman for a trivial matter..."

Gu Can glanced at the dusty Liu Dajianxian who was not a hypocrite, but said nothing after all.

In addition to the Three Mountain Talisman, Chen Ping'an also included Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou's "finger swordsmanship" that can teach the world to be as soft as mud, along with a few pages, and some related martial arts secrets from the Lotus Root Blessed Land in the past that can be used for cross-reference. And gave it to Liu Xianyang.

Except for the senior brothers and sisters of Longquan Sword Sect Ruan Qiong and Liu Xianyang, plus Chen Ping'an and Gu Can, who know the most about it, the outside world still doesn't know anything about it.

Liu Xianyang's swordsmanship and his current state of cultivation are almost entirely based on self-study.

At that time, Liu Xianyang studied at Nanbosu Chunru Chen Academy. When he returned home, as agreed, he quickly joined the genealogy of Longquan Sword Sect and worshiped Ruan Qiong as his master.

Both master and disciple were open-minded people, and they once had a frank and concise dialogue.

"Liu Xianyang, I promised you in advance that I can't teach you any superior swordsmanship except for making swords. So it's still too late for you to regret it now."

"Blacksmith Ruan, there is no need to be ashamed. It seems that I don't need to learn the things you can teach me?"

"So best."

"There's no benefit at all. Why do I feel like I'm on a pirate ship?"

"Longquan Sword Sect has one good thing. It's suitable for blacksmithing behind closed doors, and it's also suitable for practicing swordsmanship without distractions, as long as you're not the sect leader."

"No, I just came here to be the sect leader!"

"We'll talk about it later when you reach the Jade Pure Realm."

Liu Xianyang rubbed his hands shamelessly and said, "It's been a lot of hard work to cross the sea with a sword. I was busy on my way. I forgot to bring the gifts when I went out. I have prepared them a long time ago. Chen Pingan, you are a rich man, please help me first."

Chen Ping'an said helplessly, "You can't afford two Grain Rain coins? You have friends all over the country, but you don't take any money with you when you go out?"

Liu Xianyang was so shocked that he said, "You only need two Grain Rain coins? I told you earlier. I thought I would have to sell iron to raise money, so I made up seven or eight legitimate reasons along the way. I had no choice but to be afraid of Wei Shanjun's night banquet."

As he spoke, Liu Xianyang quickly took out two Xiaoshu coins from his sleeves. After all, he was the sect leader, so he still had some private money. He turned around and asked, "Chen Pingan, do you have any unused red envelopes?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and handed Liu Xianyang a brand new red envelope. Liu Xianyang packed the gift money and threw it to Gu Can. It's done. Next, he drank a few pots of the mountain's fairy brew. Don't feel guilty.

Gu Can silently put it in his sleeve, not caring about how Guyu money turned into Xiaoshu money.

Chen Pingan said from his heart, "These two orphan Xiaoshu coins have very good inscriptions and are actually worth more than Guyu coins."

Gu Can was not surprised and said casually, "He has some conscience."

Liu Xianyang smiled brightly, clasped his fists in his hands, and said loudly, "Liu Xianyang, the contemporary leader of the Longquan Sword Sect, is honored to have met you all."

The genealogy monks of the Fuyao Sect who were about to register their names had no choice but to return the favor one after another.

Gu Can whispered, "Virtue."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "How many years have it been and you still haven't gotten used to it?"

Liu Xianyang said hehey, "The banquet won't start when the host and guests are not here?"

Gu Can said, "Just wait for me."

Liu Xianyang immediately moved away and rubbed Gu Can's shoulders, "After standing for so long, are Sect Master Gu's shoulders sore?"

Gu Can dodged sideways and walked straight to the gate of the Patriarch Hall.

Gu Lingyan smiled charmingly, folded his hands and made a blessing, "I've met Chen Jianxian, I've met Sect Master Liu."

Liu Xianyang hit Chen Pingan on the arm with his elbow.

Several old acquaintances from Yuxuan Kingdom gathered together and stood together. They came here across the continent to establish a sect and help the Fuyao Sect establish the Xiashan Sect. They are now considered a small mountain sect. Among them, Shen Ke looked quite depressed. Logically speaking, Yuanyoujing Wufu His body shouldn't be so weak.

The old woman Pu Liu sneered, "Shen Ke, a majestic eight-level martial arts master, how could you lose your courage after just a nice drink?"

The ghost watch advised, "Fellow Taoist Pu, now we are all in the same boat, why should we be harsh with our words?"

Shen Ke said, "You suffered in the past and only suffered in your body and soul. You are incomparable to me."

Pu Liu smiled and said, "What kind of calamity is it? Why don't Grandmaster Shen explain it in detail?"

Shen Ke said, "I don't dare to recall the feeling of bursting gall. How can I have the strength to bring up the past?"

As Gu Can left Aquarius Continent and walked farther and farther away from the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, Shen Ke's mood gradually improved a little. When he settled here in Quanjiao Mountain, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the realm of immortals, Grandmaster Shen finally didn't have to feel Everyone you see in broad daylight is a ghost. But when Chen Jianxian took the initiative to invite them to drink last night, Shen Ke was immediately knocked back to his original form, and he has not recovered until now.

Fortunately, he was a pure martial artist. If he were a Taoist who was most afraid of inner demons, Shen Ke would probably have gone crazy long ago.

There are also two Jade Pu Realm and a group of Earth Immortals who came from the old Baidi City genealogy. They don't get together, they just stand scattered, but they have the same temperament.

Of course, it is impossible not to be curious about the young hidden official who came from a poor background but became famous. However, after practicing Taoism in Baidi City for a long time, my Taoist heart is calm, and I don't lose my composure, nor do I have any interest in getting close.

Liu Chicheng, wearing a pink Taoist robe, stood side by side with Chai Bofu, who was standing pretending to be dead.

Elsewhere, there was another mountain in Jincuicheng. Zhai Guangyun was very curious and couldn't help but ask in his heart, "Master, this Sect Master Liu is still a Jade Pu realm swordsman. Why is he so powerful?"

Zheng Qingjia explained, "On the one hand, it is due to Liu Jianxian's character. He is upright and has no taboos, so he will naturally appear sharp. This kind of person, no matter where he stands, is difficult to be ignored by others. On the other hand, Sect Leader Gu is in the position of Yin Guan. Here, intentionally or unintentionally, he restrained his moral energy and calmed down, as if he took half a step back, and Lord Yin Guan took another half step back on Liu Jianxian's side, which ultimately led to the current situation. In your eyes, it's like Liu Jianxian In terms of momentum, he completely overwhelms Sect Master Gu. The reason for this is probably because they have developed some kind of tacit understanding very early on. We outsiders find it strange, which is normal, but the three of them are probably very comfortable."

Zhai Guangyun suddenly said, "So that's the case, no wonder."

When Gu Can was a child, whenever something happened, he liked to hide behind Chen Ping'an.

When I was a kiln worker's apprentice, no

The unassuming Chen Ping'an seemed to be standing in Liu Xianyang's shadow.

Zhai Guangyun was still a little depressed. Lord Yin Guan, whom he respected like a god, was so heroic on the Great Sword Qi Wall. Why did he lose his momentum in vain when he returned to his hometown?

Zheng Qingjia was helpless. Fortunately, he had given many instructions and instructions to get this proud disciple to promise not to go to Yin Guan to embarrass himself today.

Xiaomo and Xie Gou didn't plan to attend the ceremony, so they just watched Zushan from the top of the mountain next door.

Xie Gou exclaimed, "Wow, Fellow Taoist Yuanhu has a good eye."

Xiao Mo said, "After all, she is an immortal who is in charge of a city and has nearly a thousand genealogy monks. She has never been beaten by Yang Zhi and Fei Fei. She has her own merits."

Liu Youzhou took the initiative to walk to Chen Pingan, clasping his fists and smiling.

Chen Ping'an returned the salute with clasped fists and said with a smile, "Congratulations."

Then both sides fell into a slightly awkward silence.

Liu Xianyang was secretly happy. He had said something before, and now Blacksmith Ruan was in high spirits while forging iron.

It was a celebration that should have stirred up the public, but it had no red tape and was well-behaved. A portrait of Master Zheng Juzhong was hung in the Ancestral Hall.

Gu Can even skipped the part where the host and guest jointly offered incense and hung portraits, and went straight to the point, personally writing the genealogy and recording the names, keeping everything simple.

As the only two guests attending this celebration, Zongzhu Chen and Zongzhu Liu were seated very cleverly...

Liu Xianyang stared at the old man opposite, Chen, with wide eyes. Are we looking at the gate? The slugs just dismissed us?

Chen Ping'an held his sleeves with his hands and was calm and collected. He only took out the gift of two fairy coins. We were not arranged to stand outside the door. It was already considered that Gu Can did not hold grudges.

This celebration was obviously shorter than the Longquan Sword Sect, the Luolu Mountain Sword Sect, and the Qingping Sword Sect.

The next internal meeting of Fuyao Sect's first ancestor hall, as guests of the ceremony, need to leave first.

After helping to close the door of the main hall, Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang sat on the steps outside the door. Liu Chicheng, as a monk of the Shangzong, stood aside to bask in the sun with fellow Daoist Long Bo who still didn't know where the genealogy was.

With nothing to do, Chen Ping'an took out his tobacco pipe and pipe. Liu Xianyang asked with a smile, "When did you get enough of this? Are you addicted?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while and said, "I can't remember the specific date. It's not that addictive."

Liu Xianyang said, "He is a good drinker and a cigarette smoker. He smells of alcohol and cigarettes. Ning Yao doesn't even frown?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "She doesn't care about this."

Liu Xianyang laughed and said, "You think I've never been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"

Chen Ping'an said without changing his expression, "Those drunken words brewed in a wine vat cannot be taken seriously. They can be taken as irony."

Liu Xianyang patted his cheek and said, "Chen Dajianxian, you're so stupid. Taking advantage of Fuyao Sect's failure to create a mountain-protecting formation, I can give you another congratulatory gift."

Liu Chicheng just felt baffled, but Chai Bofu heard the implication. The so-called cultivation in Baidi City, besides falling down and falling down again, there is nothing serious to do. When you are bored, you just look at the mountains and rivers. According to the confidential information from the Di newspaper and some special channels, I know that there are many humorous sayings circulating on the Sword Qi Great Wall, such as why the second shopkeeper has a shameless face and is thicker than the wall of the Jianqi Great Wall. Since the second shopkeeper can punch it On the contrary, as long as he puts his face to the ground at the top of the city, all the great monsters from the throne of the wilderness will attack the city together, and I am afraid they will all stare.

Liu Chicheng always regarded his senior brother's words as his guide, but this senior brother almost never said anything to Liu Chicheng, so when Zheng Juzhong reminded him not to wander around the Great Sword Qi Wall, Liu Chicheng took it as an edict, not to mention that he had never visited the Great Sword Qi Wall. I don’t even want to go to Daoxuan Mountain or Yulong Sect! So Liu Chicheng went to the realm of Longhu Mountain, and then there was the contemporary Great Celestial Master's "descend the mountain to succumb to demons".

In response to Liu Xianyang's joking words, Chen Ping'an smiled and said nothing, and started smoking the dry cigarette again, and the clouds began to swirl.

Liu Xianyang said, "Poor Fu Shanshen."

Fu Dechong of Pushan, the mountain of the Zhongyue Crown Prince, used to have a good reputation on the mountain, but after a meeting at the Dali Palace, his reputation now became average, very average.

Chen Ping'an said, "Face is not as real as face."

Liu Xianyang rubbed his chin and remembered the young Taoist priest who set up a fortune-telling stall in his hometown.

Chen Pingan's thoughts are as fast as birds flying on the branches.

Awesome Liu Xian, Qing Ming's hard work, wild sundial carvings, colorful Lantern Festival...

He and Ning Yao, Liu Xianyang and Xiang Yue, Fei Ran and Dio Ke, Xu Jun and Chao Ge, Xiao Mo and Xie Gou...

Outside the door, there is also a pair of young Taoist monks from the back mountain. They are at the lowest level in today's Fuyao Sect Patriarch Hall and have not yet formed elixirs, but their seats are not low in rank.

They are all important guests personally invited by Gu Can. They do not have seats in the Patriarch Hall for the time being. The general status is slightly inferior to Zhao Zhu, the guest minister of Luolu Mountain, or Qing Tong of Qingping Sword Sect.

These two sect-headed genealogy cultivators are both heroic spirits and ghosts. They are seven or eight generations apart from Yang Qiangu, the founding master.

Nowadays, the incense in the back mountain is really withering. Otherwise, how can a dojo allow two middle-level fifth-level monks who are not even earth immortals to attend a sect celebration?

However, Yang Qiangu, the founder of the Ascension Realm, has now left Merit Forest, and Houshan is now different from the past. Houshan has become the leader on the mountain in Fuyao Continent.

With the encouragement of the Taoist monk, the female cultivator finally plucked up the courage and came to Chen Pingan. When she was hesitating about how to talk to him, Chen Pingan had already stood up and wrapped the cigarette pole behind his back.

The female cultivator breathed a sigh of relief. She first announced her gate and Taoist name, and then asked softly, "Master Chen, do you recognize Cao Ci?"

Liu Chicheng was extremely happy. He asked this question. Haoran, the younger generation of martial artists, was a top martial artist. He was dressed in white and wore a green shirt. Who wouldn't recognize him?

Is this open-minded remark really just a polite greeting, rather than a face-to-face provocation?

Probably because he was too nervous, he blurted out these words, and the female cultivator felt that it was outrageous. She blushed slightly, and the second sentence she had been preparing for a long time was scared away.

Chen Ping'an nodded, smiled and said, "I recognize it. Wenquan has always lost to him, and it's embarrassing to pretend that I don't recognize him."

On the side, Chai Bofu felt sad, but Master Chen Shanzhu had a good mind, and those who can laugh at themselves can solve a thousand worries.

The female cultivator quickly made up for it and said, "Master Chen, don't get me wrong. It's just because I have several fellow disciples who are all supporters of Cao Ci and are very concerned about Cao Ci's movements."

Chen Ping'an said, "I haven't seen Cao Ci since the last time I said goodbye to the Confucian Temple."

The female cultivator became more and more embarrassed. After all, she was still nervous, so she said something like three hundred taels of silver in this place, "Martial men compete, fists and feet have no eyes..."

Chen Pingan kept smiling, "Thank you for your understanding."

Chai Bofu was impressed. Chairman Chen Shan was really not thin-skinned.

Really unable to continue the conversation, the female cultivator, who was feeling annoyed at her clumsy tongue, reached out and grabbed the arm of the Taoist monk next to her, trying to get him to save the situation. She said, "Master Chen, my husband has admired you for a long time. .”

The young male cultivator was obviously more calm than the Taoist monk. He bowed and said, "It's not just me. In fact, the men in our back mountain all admire Yin Guan."

Liu Xianyang joked, "If this is the case, wouldn't there be two distinct camps?"

The young male cultivator nodded, "Therefore, we, the Taoist monks in the back mountain, cannot mention anyone."

Liu Chicheng finally couldn't help it and laughed.

The night boat was still waiting for Chen Pingan and his party. Liu Xianyang heard that there was a boat available and was eager to try it.

On the way down the mountain, Chen Ping'an and Gu Can said, "It used to be difficult to walk on mountain roads, but now it's difficult to walk on flat roads.

There is a stage of state of mind. "

Gu Can nodded, "Remember."

Gu Lingxuan looked strange. What should he remember? Didn't you just lament this sentence last night? Why pretend to have heard this for the first time?

When we arrived at the gate of the mountain, Chen Ping'an said, "Sail against the current if you don't advance, you will retreat..."

At this point, Chen Ping'an changed his words and said, "You all know the truth. In short, you should be more understanding when encountering things in the future, and treat unpaid things with a normal mind. Reasons and reasons are interrelated, and it has a unique taste."

Gu Can nodded in agreement, hesitated for a moment, and said in her heart, "You are always dragged down by people like Shen Ke. How can you really be dedicated and single-minded in practicing Taoism, and can you really be so powerful?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Every beat is a bamboo joint. Without bamboo joints, how can it be bamboo? Without bamboo, how can it be as strong as a broken bamboo?"

Gu Can said, "Take care."

Chen Ping'an remembered what Gu Can had said in his heart before, stopped, turned around and helped Gu Can straighten his clothes, and said in his heart, "First of all, Gu Can will definitely not become Xinglou in the world of Qingming. Secondly, Yu Dou is not that good either. Of course, in my opinion, he, Zheng Juzhong, and Lu Chen are the only transcendent existences in the world for thousands of years. They cannot be two or one without the other. Regardless of whether we are enemies or friends, we still have to pay due respect. Don’t delay doing it. Just do what you need to do. In the end, the three of us should practice well. It is inevitable that we will gather less and separate more, so we should cherish each other."

Gu Can said, "Occasionally I can be lazy and don't have to think about anything."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Yes."

The mighty land and thousands of rivers pour into the sea, and they all return to peace.

In the South China Sea, the vast water surface is as calm as green glass.

A woman with her hair tied in a spiritual snake bun and a young man in white were riding the wind side by side as they headed for a passage leading back to the wild wilderness.

She asked with a smile, "Liu Youzhou has sent you an invitation. We can't help but come along, why don't we go and join in the fun."

Cao Ci shook his head and said, "I have already replied to him and declined."

Dou Fenxia joked, "You just don't regard him as a friend?"

Cao Ci said, "It's not appropriate for me to appear there."

Dou Fenxia nodded, "When we get to Quanjiao Mountain, we will definitely meet up with that guy. If we win one more game, we will be able to make up for it."

Cao Ci said, "If there is another fight, boxing will be in another realm."

Dou Fenxia asked, "How?"

Cao Ci said, "It's hard to tell clearly."

Dou Fenxia stopped asking further. She suddenly let out a sigh and put her hand between her eyebrows, "Why did Zhang Tiaoxia appear here? Who is the other one?"

About a hundred miles away, someone seemed to be waiting for them to pass by. Could it be that some martial arts master who has the ability to see Zhang Tiaoxia wants to block the way to ask Junior Brother Cao about boxing?

Cao Ci said, "Sister, please stay here for now. I'll go there alone."

Dou Fenxia nodded without hesitation, "Be careful."

Cao Ci nodded, took a deep breath, and flew away in the air.

Zhang Tiaoxia, who was once the number one martial artist in the world in Haoran, turned to practice Taoism as well as martial arts, taking the Taoist name Long Bo. After that, the old man no longer regarded himself as a pure martial artist.

In the past hundred years, Zhang Tiaoxia has rarely appeared on land in various continents. She is a solitary figure. She only goes out to the sea to fish, and only the Qi refiners at sea can be seen occasionally.

But today, Zhang Tiaoxia was standing in a sea of ​​clouds no more than ten feet away from the sea. The person fishing was a tall, barefoot man with disheveled hair.

Cao Ci actually recognized this person's identity a long time ago, so he asked Senior Sister Dou to stay behind.

The man smiled and said, "Cao Ci, we meet again."

Cao Ci landed on the edge of the sea of ​​clouds, clasped his fists in the distance and said, "Cao Ci has met two seniors."

Zhang Tiaoxia waved her hand, signaling to Cao Ci that there was no need to be polite.

The man held a pole in one hand and tapped something at his feet with the other, saying, "In today's world, it is said that the saying stops Lu Chen, the poem stops Bai Ye, the talisman stops Xuan, and the fist stops Cao Ci."

Cao Ci said, "I don't want to take it for the time being."

Zhang Tiaoxia smiled knowingly. Young people must have this spirit.

The man nodded, "Your boy's temper is indeed more to my liking, unlike someone else's."

Cao Ci was confused, hesitated, and asked, "Senior, is he injured?"

The man nodded and said, "It's a small injury, it's not a problem."

Cao Ci asked, "Senior, are you looking for me specifically?"

The man said, "It doesn't matter."

Just when Zhang Tiaoxia was about to speak, the man leaned back slightly and turned his head to look at this advanced martial artist. Zhang Tiaoxia immediately stopped talking.

Zhang Tiaoxia has no place to speak today.

In an instant, Cao Ci came to Dou Fenxia.

A nearby figure quietly went above the sea of ​​clouds.

Dou Fenxia's heartstrings were tense and her face was gloomy. She actually felt like she was going to hell.

Cao Ci said, "It's okay."

The man rubbed his chin, "What a white-robed Cao, why don't I know a martial arts style that can be like this... Fellow Daoist Long Bo, how do you say you are so elegant?"

Zhang Tiaoxia smiled bitterly and was speechless.

At this Yunhai fishing place, a woman stood beside the man out of thin air. She kicked something into the water and complained, "Why are you pretending?"

It was actually a head.

Zhang Tiaoxia's eyelids trembled slightly.

The man waved his hand towards Cao Ci, "It's your business."

Zhang Tiaoxia was in a strange mood. She always felt that the man's Taoist companion looked at Cao Ci as if he were a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law?

As Cao Ci continued on her way, Dou Fenxia felt like she was falling into the clouds, but she did not dare to ask easily for fear of violating taboos.

Cao Ci explained: "Those who open the way for martial arts on earth to go to heaven."

Dou Fenxia's face instantly turned white.

Cao Ci said, "Senior has no ill intentions."

Dou Fenxia said helplessly, "No matter how malicious it is, I'm still nervous."

Cao Ci said, "It doesn't matter whether you are nervous or not."

Dou Fenxia was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Junior Brother Cao's face, and she understood, "Junior Brother Cao, if you don't know how to comfort people, don't comfort them, really."

Cao Ci smiled and said, "Okay."

Dou Fenxia was a little bolder, "That head?"

Cao Ci said, "I guess it's a new fourteenth realm in a certain world."

Dou Fenxia was silent for a long time and began to mutter, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous."

A certain person from the Fourteenth Realm who had just joined the Dao a few days ago was killed like this? Was your head screwed off by that person just like that?

By the sea of ​​clouds, the woman sat next to the man and said, "It's a pity that it can't happen, otherwise it would be a good match."

The man nodded and said, "What's the rush? It's better not to get married."

The woman asked, "Bai Jing is over at Fuyao Island, see you?"

The man said angrily, "It's a shame that we trust her so much. She doesn't keep her word!"

The woman said softly, "With such a world and such a war, I can't blame her."

The man muttered, "I don't care, if Bai Jing dares to come, I have to take her..."

The woman stretched out her fingers and twisted the man's arm, giving it a hard squeeze. "Tell me what you want me to do?"

The man was depressed and silent.

In Quanjiao Mountain, Xie Gou grabbed the mink hat with both hands and pulled it down hard, looking like he was afraid to see anyone for the first time.

Xiao Mo stretched out his hand and rubbed his mink hat and said, "I'm here."

Xie Gou said in a low voice, "After all, I am responsible for my trust."

Xiao Mo said, "Then we can't hide anymore."

At sea, Cao Ci and Dou Fenxia Yufeng came to a huge island, and were quickly stopped by a Jade Purity monk who was hiding in the sea of ​​clouds. They looked at the Guan Ultima before letting them go.

The island here has three levels of landscape formation, two bright and one dark, used to investigate the identity of the base and determine the size of the island.

To cultivate oneself.

Dou Fenxia was born into a powerful family in the Daduan Dynasty, and her master was a female warrior **** who was also in charge of a country's military and political affairs. Dou Fenxia was very familiar with the military battlefield, but facing these survey methods, she felt that it was only natural.

During the summer and autumn of last year, the passage to the ruins of the East China Sea was almost forcibly interrupted by a fierce and unrivaled water spell. Once the waterway is broken, trying to repair it will take time, effort and money. The cost is immeasurable and the consequences are unimaginable.

And the world of Haoran still does not know which demon clan in the wilderness took action.

At that time, it was Zheng Juzhong who took action in time to prevent the other party from succeeding.

The Liuxiazhou monk suddenly called out Cao Ci, and then reported his name and sect number.

Cao Ci stopped.

The monk laughed to himself, "It's okay, just remember the name."

Cao Ci nodded and said, "Okay."

Falling down in the island ferry market, Dou Fenxia looked around and whispered, "Junior sister Liao should come here to soak up the fairy spirit."

Cao Ci asked doubtfully, "How?"

Dou Fenxia couldn't help laughing, "Junior Brother Cao, you are too ignorant."

Cao Ci said, "I have been paying attention to the war situation in the wilderness."

Dou Fenxia rolled her eyes charmingly and gave up on her junior brother without explaining the reason.

It turns out that at the Guixu exit of the South China Sea Divine Land, on the other side of the wild world, according to the arrangement of the earliest Confucian Temple, there are four top combatants, namely Fu Lu Yuxuan, Longhushan Zhao Tianlai, Paidifeng Huolong Zhenren and Sword Immortal Bai. skirts.

First, Yu Xuan was in the stars outside the sky and successfully merged into the fourteenth realm of the Tao. Next, Bai Shang went into retreat and attained enlightenment and soared. After that, the great heavenly master Zhao Tianlai returned to the mountain to join the Tao, and his merits and virtues were completed. Later, Master Huolong returned to Beiju Luzhou, and the union was successful again!

All four monks have broken through!

Damn it, what is this Shenxiang land if it’s not a geomantic treasure? !

Near the entrance of Haoran Guixu, a Xianjia ferry was built by manpower, waiting for the cross-continent ferry to and from the two worlds.

A veritable water **** escort. Even the respected and powerful Lords of the Four Seas must work hard.

Create a series of water veins suitable for cross-continental ferries to travel across the water.

It's just that Shanze Yexiu and other unrelated people, if they just want to come here to visit the scenery, then they hope to be close to this mysterious and vast waterway. The Confucian Temple has long had strict orders. Once the whereabouts are discovered or there is suspicion in the genealogy, they will be dealt with strictly. If anyone dares to resist, the stationed monks will be executed.

The destination of Cao Ci and Dou Fenxia's trip is Shenxiang. Although their master is at Richui, Yu Xuan is outside the sky, and his status and position are very special now, so it is not appropriate to take action easily, so Cao Ci is very big To a certain extent, rushing to the wild battlefield is a way to fill a gap. When the Zhongtu Confucian Temple put forward this suggestion, Yu Xuan had no objection, and everyone in Shenxiang welcomed it.

People like Cao Ci have a kind of trustworthy personality.

There were still five hours before the next cross-continental ferry would return and set off again. Dou Fenxia knew that Cao Ci was not a sociable person, so she planned to choose an elegant room on the top floor of a restaurant.

On the street outside the restaurant, a tall, dark-skinned woman walked towards them. She carried her luggage slanted on her back, her expression was dull, and her steps were steady.

In the eyes of experts, her breath is long and strange, not clear or turbid.

Perhaps out of family etiquette, the tall woman will move away when she encounters pedestrians coming directly in front of her. The latter are often forced by the woman's momentum and will choose to give way, blocking each other's way again.

This kind of "courtesy" scene was quite interesting. Moreover, the woman was much taller than many men. Dou Fenxia couldn't help but take a few more glances. She just felt that she was really tall and looked like her master. Of course, both of them looked absolutely beautiful. Not like that.

Cao Ci's expression remained normal, but he was actually quite surprised. The tall woman just glanced at Cao Ci, that's all, and the two sides just passed each other.

Dou Fenxia said casually, "Junior Brother Cao, I think she is either a successful person or a well-deserved martial arts master."

Cao Ci hummed and said, "The latter is more likely. If Master is here, he will see it more accurately."

Dou Fenxia's heart was shocked, "That woman, could she be a superb martial artist?!"

Cao Ci said, "It's hard to say whether a **** will reach his peak or be perfect."

Dou Fenxia turned around and saw that the tall woman had turned into another street and had a sharp profile.

In today's vast world, Dou Fenxia would not be so shocked if Dou Fenxia met a fresh-faced monk from the Fourteenth Realm while walking on the road.

Dou Fenxia suppressed her surprise and curiosity, entered the restaurant and took a seat, opened the mud seal of a jar of fairy wine, lowered her head and sniffed, the aroma was fragrant, and it was indeed worth the money. Cao Ci did not drink, so she only poured herself a bowl Drinking wine, he smiled and asked, "If we fight, what are the chances of winning?"

Cao Ci shook his head and said, "This kind of thing is hard to say. There is no guarantee of winning or losing."

Dou Fenxia finished a bowl of wine and sighed, "Everyone has come out of the mountain."

Seeing that Cao Ci didn't particularly care about the woman, Dou Fenxia asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Cao Ci said softly, "I'm worried that Pianpian and Ah Xian won't be used to it at Daduan."

Dou Fenxia laughed heartily, as expected of a master, and asked tentatively, "How about some wine?"

Unexpectedly, Cao Ci glanced at the wine table and didn't refuse, "You can have a drink, and the big bowl will be replaced by a wine glass."

Cao Ci's move was so abnormal that Dou Fenxia even wanted to take on a disciple.

A group of people boarded the night boat.

On the boat, everything Liu Xianyang saw felt new. Traveling through each city requires a genealogical certificate.

Last time he boarded a night ship by mistake, Chen Ping'an asked Captain Zhang if he could open a shop in Toutiao City. The old master said there was no problem and he was very welcome.

It was only when Chen Pingan rushed to Fuyao Island this time and boarded the ship with a talisman on the waterfront of Huashan territory that he learned that the female city owner of Lingxi City, also known as the First City, among the four middle cities, had left the night ship, and she had left the ship before she disembarked. After negotiating with Captain Zhang, Lingxi City will be handed over to Chen Ping'an to take care of. If you are not willing to waste your energy and abandon the city, it will be abandoned. In the future, when he finds a suitable candidate for city master, Chen Ping'an only needs to communicate with Captain Zhang.

Chen Pingan hesitated again and again, but still did not dare to actually take over a Lingxi City. It was not a big problem to help manage it for a while.

Entering Lingxi City, there has been no No. 1 city since ancient times. The previous city lord chose to be nicknamed No. 1 City. It is easy to imagine that he is arrogant.

Liu Xianyang, Xiaomo and Xie Gou started shopping, while Chen Pingan stood alone in the Hongqiao corridor, saying something in his heart.

The captain of the ship and a young monk came here. The monk put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. Chen Pingan returned the gift with clasped hands.

The monk smiled and said, "I wonder what Yinguan wants to ask?"

Chen Ping'an said, "It is said on the mountain that a Taoist cultivator will be reincarnated. If he wants to remember his previous life and enter the mountain to renew his relationship with the Tao, it will be like a golden needle falling into the sea, and there will be no time to return it."

The young monk waited patiently.

Chen Pingan continued, "I would like to ask the monk whether Chou Miao from the Great Wall of Sword Qi has been reincarnated. If so, where is his current body?"

The young monk seemed to have expected it, and said with a smile, "Maybe it is far away in the horizon, and you can't find it without wearing iron shoes. Maybe it is right in front of you, and it takes no effort to get there."

Not feeling that it was a useless statement at all, Chen Ping'an waited for a moment, naturally wanting a clearer answer, even a rough and vague clue. However, the monk had already said goodbye and left, saying only, "Let's go as the situation arises."

Master Zhang did not stay here either, and left Lingxi City together with the monks.

It was difficult for Chen Pingan to stay, so he stood leaning on the railing, feeling a little empty in his heart.

I really want to see Chou Miao again, whether it's to take her up the mountain or go to the Ascension City of Colorful World together, so that I can practice Taoism again and continue to practice swordsmanship.

Life is like reading a book or a sentence.