Jinsu, the sweet-scented osmanthus girl, would regularly deliver three meals a day. What made the woman relieved was that Chen Pingan did not push her too far. He really treated her as a maid serving tea and water. She had to take care of bathing and dressing, otherwise she would

It really gave me a headache. Even when it came to replacing the potion in the bucket, Chen Pingan was still able to do it on his own, which made Jin Su finally develop a good impression of this young Fan family guest.

Then there is the sweet-scented osmanthus wine stored in Guimai Xiaoyuan, which needs to be replenished every three to five times.

As Jin Su, it was not impossible for her to bring dozens of jugs of wine to the small courtyard at once, but she finally gave up on this once and for all plan, perhaps hoping to take advantage of the opportunity to meet one more time to see the foreigner.

The depth of youth. After all, a long journey across the sea is a bit boring for these sweet-scented osmanthus girls who are already familiar with the route. The so-called ten sceneries of Osmanthus Island, such as the bright moon rising with the tide, and the vaguely visible osmanthus trees growing in the middle of the moon.

The mirage showing the wonders of the ancient palace, the swarms of flying fish on the sea surrounding Osmanthus Island, etc., will be amazing at first sight, and will even make people take the initiative to pay for a painter to leave a beautiful picture in his pen, but you can really see more

, it would be difficult to attract people. Some of the strange people and strange things happening around Osmanthus Island are more interesting to them, the Osmanthus girls.

Chen Pingan now wakes up at the beginning of every day, before dawn, and practices the six-step walking pile for about an hour. The old sword master Ma Zhihui will show up around Chenshi, and he drinks a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus girl leisurely until Chen Pingan finishes practicing.

That unremarkable boxing pile, or to be precise, it was when Chen Ping'an and the other old men finished drinking a bottle of wine, and it was almost exactly when Jinsu delivered the breakfast box. It took about two and a quarter hours, during which Ma Zhihui briefly talked about how to use the sword today.

The strength of the sword, the reason why the sword intention is more important, and some interesting things about sword cultivators in the world.

After that, Chen Ping'an handed the food box back to Jinsu who was waiting at the entrance of the courtyard, mostly just saying thank you. If Guimai Xiaoyuan needs more wine, he won't be embarrassed, just tell the young woman directly.

One day of practice, at Ma Zhi's suggestion, Chen Ping'an first practiced the sword moves from the "Sword Art Classic" from easy to difficult. For two hours in the morning, Ma Zhi would draw his sword without warning, deliberately destroying Chen Ping'an's performance in one go.

Therefore, Chen Pingan not only needs to polish four sword moves including the avalanche style and Zhenshentou, but also needs to always pay attention to the harassment of a golden elixir sword cultivator. Occasionally, Ma Zhihui will simply arrive in advance for the sword test with him in the afternoon.

morning.

Before the end of noon, the two of them will definitely have lunch, and then start the afternoon sword test. Now Ma Zhi has silently upgraded his realm from Dongfu realm sword cultivation to the seventh sea-viewing realm. He is sitting at the stone table, drinking and drinking.

He keeps drawing out his sword, using Liang Yin, his natal flying sword, to assassinate Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan can use any means to meet the enemy, whether it is those frightening ancient boxing frames, the four new offensive and defensive moves learned from "Swordsmanship Sermon", or a chaotic attack.

Ma Zhi never cared about the bastard punch that killed his master. As long as you, Chen Ping An, could hide in the rapidly passing shade of the yard, or knock back the natal flying sword with one punch, that would be all.

Often before the sword practice was finished in an afternoon, Chen Ping'an's skin was already torn and his clothes were in tatters.

Sometimes Ma Zhi would slow down the speed of drawing his sword, let the embarrassed Chen Ping'an go, and drink a few more sips of wine. The side dishes on the table include drunkard peanuts, garlic scallops, fried small fish, and cold pig ears.

, enough for the old man to drink. But every time Chen Pingan took a rare breather, the next time the old man suddenly drew his sword, it would be thunderous. Maybe the old man was chewing crispy dried fish in his mouth at that time, but Chen Pingan was stabbed by a swift sword.

Entering the heart, the flying sword returned in an arc, and pierced Chen Pingan's heart from the back. Then the old man would sneer and say: "If it hadn't been for the flying sword to transform into nothingness, you would have died twice. You would never be able to taste this salt and pepper again."

Dried fish, Chen Ping'an, even if it's just for this food and wine, you should work harder."

In order to ensure the continuity of sword practice, there is no dinner in Guimai Courtyard, only midnight snacks. Jinsu only needs to leave the food box at the entrance of the courtyard.

Generally, after the You hour, Chen Ping'an would stand and be beaten, using the cool shadow of the flying sword to "walk through the corridors and buildings" and "gallop the post road" in the soul, to weaken the thickness and toughness of the three souls.

Recently, the old swordsman no longer explained his sword techniques in detail, but was just careful to let Chen Pingan chew the pain carefully.

Chen Pingan likes and dislikes this period of time the most. He likes it because he knows that this training is the most beneficial from martial arts practice. He doesn't like it because it always reminds him of the ordeal of Shanzhulou. Fortunately, the old swordsman's actions are more reserved, compared to the light.

The opening and closing of the old man's feet were like the ruthless methods used by heavenly gods to beat ordinary people to death. It was much easier. Not only could Chen Ping'an endure it, but he could also take this opportunity to practice the six-step walking and the two steps of "Swordsmanship Serious".

The sword moves are defensive, mountain style and armor style. Compared with the slow stewing method practiced by oneself, with the help of the old sword cultivator, it is tantamount to cooking with martial arts, getting twice the result with half the effort.

But over time, Chen Pingan, who was enjoying his misery, figured out an interesting thing, that is, the rapid and complicated avalanche style of the sword, coupled with the disembowelling and heart-breaking pain caused by the tempering of the flying sword by the old swordsman, as long as

Gritting his teeth and persisting, the sword will be drawn faster. Chen Pingan's understanding of this swordsmanship attack has made rapid progress. Later, every time Chen Pingan "holds the sword" and delivers the avalanche style, even he himself feels that as long as he really has a sword in his hand.

If you really want to use a magic weapon with a certain aura of sword energy, it might even be able to shine through the small courtyard.

After practicing the sword for a day, usually at the turn of Xu and Hai, Chen Pingan went to boil water and put the medicinal materials into the bucket. Before waiting for the water to boil, Chen Pingan went to the entrance of the courtyard to get a food box. The old man and the young man used the stone table as a

At the dining table, after midnight snacks, if sometimes Chen Pingan is seriously injured or the bloodstains all over his body are too miserable, he will soak in a bucket first, take a shower and change clothes before eating midnight snacks. Even if Lao Jian Xiu Ma Zhi has eaten first,

He would also sit at the stone table and wait for Chen Pingan. During the latter's meal, he would explain to Chen Pingan the gains and losses of today's sword practice, just like a review of the chess game. After all, Ma Zhi is a golden elixir sword cultivator with unique vision and better skills than Chen Pingan.

Although the old man surnamed Cui and Ma Zhi in Shanzhulou are very different in level, they are more willing to explain one thing carefully and clearly. Most of Chen Ping'an's questions can be answered.

After packing up the food box, Chen Pingan will continue to practice the walking skills of Shanshan Quanpu. Even if it takes ten or a hundred years, no matter how high his realm is by then, Chen Pingan will probably not fall behind this most introductory martial art.

Crude boxing.

After half the time, Chen Pingan would go back to the house to sleep.

This cycle repeats almost every day. Before I know it, the sun has risen and set more than thirty times on Osmanthus Island, and the nine scenic spots on the sea have quietly passed by.

Ten days later, regarding the fourth view of Osmanthus Island on the sea route, Lao Jianxiu suggested that Chen Ping'an should stop his practice and go to the ancestral osmanthus tree to enjoy the scenery.

Since the old man said so, Chen Pingan did as he was told. Just at dawn, Chen Pingan came to the top of the crowded Guihua Island. He looked up and saw a huge gap. The Guihua Island route ran straight through it.

On the side are two island mountains with mountains descending from high to low. On the peaks, buildings are lined up one after another, built against the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist.

The strangeness of this scene is not that the isolated Xianjia sect on the island is isolated from the world, but that it lies between the two confronting cliffs on the way to Guihua Island. On the top of the cliffs on both sides, there is a golden statue of a hundred feet high.

The statue of the god stands tall and majestic, and after countless years of time and water washing, the statue still shines golden, even for Qi practitioners, it is intimidating.

It is rumored that among the two statues of the golden gods, one was once the divine general who guarded the Nantian Gate, and the other was the god in charge of the water transportation of Dadu in the world. He was the first of the many rain masters in the sky, and was nominally in charge of the water transport.

The moving clouds and rain of all the real dragons in the world are reflected in the sky. The Tianmen God is holding a sword in front of him, with his hands stacked against the hilt of the sword. He is a huge god who seems to be overlooking the human world.

The face of the Rain Master God is blurred, covered by clouds and fog, and the gender cannot be distinguished. There are colorful streamers made of unknown materials, lingering around the body, floating slowly, vividly, setting off the golden body that has disappeared for countless thousands of years.

The gods seem to be still exerting their divine power in the human world, controlling the flow of water transport throughout the south.

Chen Ping'an chose a bench on the railing at the top of the mountain and sat cross-legged, facing the two statues, and drank slowly.

The language used by the qi practitioners around him in conversation was mostly the elegant dialects of Juluzhou and Tongyezhou, occasionally mixed with some old Longcheng dialects, which Chen Ping'an naturally couldn't understand. Fortunately, there was a qi practitioner from the Fan family of Guihua Island not far away.

She looks like a young girl, but she is not dressed like an osmanthus lady. She has a clear voice. She should be explaining the strangeness of the sea view to the passengers. She is explaining the "confrontation between two gods" in the elegant language of Aquarius Island, and the origin of the two statues.

He also mentioned the long history of the Xianjia sect in passing. Someone seemed to ask why the Osmanthus Island ferry did not dock at the island. The Fan family qi practitioner smiled and explained that although the ferry could pass through, this sect never accepted it.

If anyone dares to land on any ferry without permission, they will be expelled on the spot or imprisoned in an island prison. In history, there were even tragedies where someone was directly killed by the fairy gate.

Finally, the girl Qi practitioner laughed and said to everyone on the top of the mountain that the next scene half a month later was particularly spectacular and should not be missed.

While driving slowly between the cliffs on Osmanthus Island, an object that looked like a hydrangea suddenly fell down and flew toward a young man admiring the scenery on the top of the mountain.

The man subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the hydrangea and raised his head. He didn't know why that fairy family acted like this.

The girl Qi practitioner of the Fan family looked shocked, and then shouted angrily: "Sir, I heard from our elders on Osmanthus Island that this is the Fairy Family where a woman is looking for a son-in-law, and Duduxiang has chosen you. This will last for hundreds of years."

What a rare opportunity! Master, if you are not married yet, you must agree to it, even if you are already... In short, only the direct descendant of this fairy family can throw hydrangeas to the passing ferry. Such a blessing is really

Don’t miss it, you must treat it with caution..."

It is obvious that the young Qi practitioner is holding a hydrangea in his hand and looking up at a certain place on the cliff. He is experiencing a question and answer between hearts and lakes.

Then the young man seemed to have passed the test. The hydrangea wrapped in a colorful ribbon suddenly unfolded. One end of the ribbon tied the man's wrist, and the other end flew towards the top of the mountain. In this way, the man floated to the top of the mountain at the foot of the statue.

Colorful building. In the colorful building, there is a beautiful woman with blushing cheeks. She is holding one end of the ribbon tightly in her hand. There are several women with extraordinary bearing and the appearance of immortal masters around her. They are smiling and seem to be blessing.

This pair is a match made in heaven.

Chen Ping'an took all this in his heart and looked at the young man's rise to the sky. He was neither envious nor jealous, nor lamented this adventure in the world, but his eyes were a little dazed. The young man was standing a dozen steps away.

, when Fan's qi practitioner asked whether to marry a wife, the man's expression changed slightly. It was probably due to good fortune that he had decisively abandoned his wife who was a loser in the family.

Chen Ping'an raised his head and glanced in the direction of Cailou. He felt that the fairy woman who threw the hydrangea might have a high level of cultivation, but her eyesight was really not very good.

Returning to Guimai Small Courtyard, Old Jianxiu laughed loudly, drank wine and ate side dishes, "I didn't expect that there were really hydrangeas left behind, but it's a pity that it's not your boy. What a pity, what a pity! You must know that in the history of Guihua Island, what happened to the hydrangea?

The sight of throwing hydrangeas at the colorful building on the top of the mountain is a once-in-a-century experience, which is not an exaggeration at all. It’s a pity that you, the boy, are not blessed with such a romantic encounter..."

Chen Ping'an grinned, and the old man calmed down and said softly: "The ten sceneries of Osmanthus Island actually contain opportunities, big and small. Of course, you can't meet them but you can't seek them. You can only depend on your fate, just like the colorful hydrangeas on this overseas fairy island.

, who would have thought that a Shanze wild cultivator from the cave realm, with mediocre Taoist qualifications, would become the lucky one in the end?"

The old man said seriously: "As for the other nine sceneries, you don't have to worry about it. Even if you have no idea of ​​trying your luck, it doesn't matter. Only for this next scene, you must go to the foot of Guihua Island in person.

The closer the sea water is, the better. Because of this luck, if someone really happens to encounter it, it will be a great blessing that even the Golden Elixir Nascent Soul will be envious of."

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "I won't try my luck. It's more practical to practice swordplay in the yard."

The old sword cultivator glared and said: "Go, you must go. Even if it is a slim chance, you have to join in the fun. On the road of cultivation, you should not expect everything to go well, but you should always have some thoughts.

, if you take a trip, you can not only enjoy the wonderful scenery, but also try your luck. Even if you don't get lucky, what will you miss? You kid! Remember, the word 'just in case' is what Qi practitioners are most afraid of.

It is also the most coveted thing among Qi practitioners..."

Chen Pingan said cautiously: "Mr. Ma, I am not a qi practitioner, but a pure martial artist."

The old swordsman slapped his forehead, stood up and said, "I'm so angry! You've been practicing swordplay by yourself these two days. I need to walk around and relax. It's boring to be so bored with you all day long."

In the next two days, the old swordsman did not show up, so Chen Pingan practiced swordplay by himself.

After that, the old man just returned to Guimai Small Courtyard in the dust, met with Chen Pingan and said that Chen Pingan was practicing well and just keep working hard, and then disappeared again.

Chen Pingan only thought that the old man had social activities, which was not surprising.

Then we arrived at the fifth scenic spot on the sea on the Osmanthus Island cross-continental route, Jiaolong Valley.

Because the old man reminded him again, Chen Pingan took a half-day break and said hello to Jin Su first. Then at noon that day, Jin Su came to the entrance of the small courtyard and reminded Chen Pingan that he could go down the mountain to view the scenery. Because it was Fan's Gui

Guests, Guigong has a special secluded road down the mountain, and there are few guests on the road. Chen Ping'an and Jin Su walked side by side on the road, and the sweet-scented osmanthus girl explained to Chen Ping'an the origin of the Jiaolong ditch.

In that trench, there are a large number of dragons living in the genus, most of them are descendants of dragons with mixed bloodlines. Some of them, the real water dragons, will rely on their instincts to go to the skies above the land continents, turning over clouds and rains, making a round trip, I don't know.

You have to ride the wind for thousands of miles, but by the time you return to your lair, you are exhausted. Moreover, there are often dragons that have no rules and restraints, and without the deployment and will of the gods above. They use magical powers to bring down rain and dew, which are often prone to flooding and disasters, so they often fall into the eyes of the world.

The "Evil Jiao" was madly hunted by the local Qi practitioners, not only to do justice for heaven and the people, but also to protect Jiaolong's priceless innate treasure.

Chen Ping'an was startled when he heard this, and quickly quickened his pace to go to the foot of Osmanthus Island. He was born in Lizhu Cave, where the last real dragon in the world fell. Of course, he must see with his own eyes the true appearance of the Jiaolong clan. The dragons in Jiaolonggou
To be continued...