Chen Pingan made the mistake of writing a lock-cutting talisman. If the moment when the small snow cone touched the talisman paper, it was the scene of a bright moon on the sea, then when the talisman was drawn, it was like a red sun, about the size of a well mouth, but
There was no burning feeling, but warmth and warmth. After Chen Ping'an said those eight words, the talisman seemed to have lost its true energy, swaying, falling on the sea, and then slowly sank into Jiaolong Gorge, never to be seen again.
What strange phenomena were caused at sea?
But those big things that were winding and entrenched at the bottom of Jiaolong Gorge all took the form of human beings, either old men or old women. They left their respective nests and stood on the stone wall of the trench, bowing and saluting the talisman. As these things changed with the golden-robed old dragon,
Quite old guys, so mobilized troops, many young and ignorant dragons, weak in combat power, have no chance to participate in the battle of Osmanthus Island this time, or were forcibly detained at the bottom of the sea by their ancestors. Even if these little guys have not yet condensed their bodies, they are still the same.
Follow the gourd and draw the scoop, and nod vigorously to salute the talisman.
Then these giant creatures, who had lived for who knows how many years, used their secret arts and magical powers to reprimand the descendants of the dragons who attacked Osmanthus Island with the sound of ancient water, using extremely harsh words.
Those "young and strong" water turtles, snakes and pythons looked at each other with confusion, shock and unwillingness in their eyes. However, the ancestors of each family threatened that if they did not return to Jiaolong Valley within half a stick of incense, they would be expelled from their own clan first and then skinned.
He suffered so much that he was left adrift on the sea and exposed to the sun for three years. Only after he survived could he have the chance to recognize his ancestors.
They followed the golden-robed old dragon this time. Their ancestors had given tacit permission before. Most of these young descendants, who had suffered hardships in the South China Sea and the Posu continent, were following the golden-robed old dragon in the hope that one day they could go to the Posu continent.
Massacre in all directions, killing all the disciples of the Chen family and the Qi practitioners who were stationed along the coast. But now that the ancestor gave the order, and the golden-robed old dragon had no objections, they had no choice but to jump and leave Osmanthus Island.
From the sky, they threw themselves towards the sea. After entering the water, they all went back to their homes to ask for a fair explanation from their ancestors.
After that, before receiving the decree, the golden-robed old dragon slashed down with his sword the young man who had ruined his centuries-old plan.
Lu Chen’s edict?
Of course Lao Jiao has heard of who Lu Chen is. His ancestors said that this great man, one of the Taoist masters, before his ascension, liked to travel around the world in a small boat. He didn't seem to like staying on land. There are also rumors.
There was a boatman who specially drove the boat for Lu Shen. He was only 30 years old when he went to sea. When Lu Shen soared in the North Sea, he drove the boat back to the land alone. When he returned home, he found that the mountains and rivers he was familiar with were no longer there.
The name was only left on the family tree three hundred years ago. After that, Zhouzi, whose name was unavailable, went to sea again to look for Lu Chen, but there was no news from him since.
Is the golden-robed old dragon afraid of the headmaster Lu Chen?
Of course I'm scared, but I'm definitely not so scared that I tremble when I hear my name.
Because he is in this vast world, but Lu Chen is in the Qingming world.
The more noble Lu Chen is, the more difficult it is for him to come to another world, and the rules are complicated. Every move he makes will be watched by Confucian saints.
Once Lu Chen wants to take action personally, he will break the rules. At that time, the Confucian saint he hates will become the talisman of him and Jiaolonggou. The person who may even help him will be the mellow Confucian Chen who carries the sun and the moon on his shoulders.
Ancestor.
Just don't be too afraid, and don't take it too seriously. It is never a good thing to provoke a saint, even if you are separated by a world.
The golden-robed old dragon sneered in his heart. This leader who was born in a great world but is in charge of a lineage of Taoism in another world really has a good name.
As for the troublesome young man who sacrificed a pair of landscape seals to block the sword energy.
The golden-robed old dragon twitched the corner of his mouth. This kind of thing is inevitable. Although he hated the young man in front of him, he was ready to stop. The real gains and losses are not in one day or another. What happened today was much beyond expectations.
, maybe it has attracted the attention of the hunting patrols on the South China Sea coast of Posu Island, so it is better to be careful. If you are caught, it will cause serious problems.
The old dragon clicked his tongue and said with a smile: "It's a pity that this seal can block the full sword of the Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, but it can't be compared with a broken fish basket. Little guy, don't you feel bad now?"
Chen Pingan answered the question, "If I have a lot of high-quality snake gallstones from Lizhu Cave Sky at home, how many are needed to get a safe passage on Osmanthus Island?"
The golden-robed old dragon was stunned for a moment, "Are you talking about the Lizhu Cave Sky on the back of Aquarius Continent? If it is the first-class snake gallstone full of spiritual energy, to us, it is no less than a dragon-slaying platform to a sword cultivator.
Importance, one of the attributes of the dragon under the Nascent Soul, one stone is exchanged for a steady promotion to the first realm. Let me calculate, one Osmanthus Island, one Lady Gui, two thousand lives of Qi practitioners... Boy,
Unless you have a lot of snake gallstones."
The old man in gold robe stretched out a pair of palms and turned them over, "At least twenty. Do you have any?"
Chen Pingan shook his head, "I have given some away over the years, but there are not so many anymore."
He struggled to stand up, but the osmanthus tree formed from the osmanthus branch had been destroyed by the impact of the old dragon's sword energy.
Chen Pingan put away the small snow cone of the brush and the lonely watermark, and put it into the square object. With understanding, the flying swords on the first and fifteenth day of the new year quickly snatched out Chen Pingan, who was in a state of turmoil, and returned to the sword gourd. This time, there was no cover.
Cover it up, Lao Jiao has already seen through it anyway.
The golden-robed old dragon narrowed his eyes.
One of the swords in the wooden box behind the young man gave him a considerable sense of threat.
A piece of Lu Chen's edict that turned everything upside down, a pile of Lizhu Cave Sky Snake gallstones, a pair of landscape seals, a writing brush with "spiritual writing", and a good-looking sword-raising gourd with the surname Chen.
The golden-robed old dragon became more and more certain that it was a wise move for him to stop at the right time.
It's a pity, it's a pity, if this guy had been killed with just one sword, he would be the least likely to have any trouble. As for the various twists and turns that will follow, he is not afraid at all.
When it came to competing in terms of cultivation level, he, a pseudo-sage, didn't dare to have any confidence, but when it came to competing against his backers, he really didn't feel like he was losing to anyone.
When Lao Jiao saw the old Zhouzi man who had injured his own soul, standing behind the young man with a guarded face, he smiled and said: "Don't worry, that lock-cutting talisman is very dignified, and my courage can only support me to take action once.
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Lao Jiao withdrew his gaze and looked at Chen Ping'an again, "Since you have snake gallstones, why didn't you tell us from the beginning? Why would there be a need for this battle to hurt the harmony between the two parties?"
Chen Pingan asked back: "Are you joking, or are you serious?"
The golden-robed old dragon's face was gloomy.
The old man Zhouzi sneered: "In that situation, you were sure of victory, and it was too late to kill someone and seize the treasure. Why would you sit down and talk business with a young man?"
The golden-robed old dragon ignored the cynicism of the golden elixir old man and stared at the young man, "You're too smart and you won't live long."
Chen Pingan turned around and said: "Senior, you go back to Osmanthus Island first. I have something to say to this beast alone...to this old dragon."
Old Zhouzi shook his head and said in a deep voice: "You can keep the green hills without fear of running out of firewood. Chen Ping'an, you are still young and practicing Taoism. It is hard to say whether these setbacks are blessings or misfortunes now. It is not difficult to let go..."
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the old man always felt that the young man in front of him seemed to have been immersed in the divine will of that talisman and had not yet been able to pull it out.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Old senior, I know it well."
Chen Pingan wanted to clasp his hands to express his gratitude, but he only raised his right hand. His left arm for writing could not be bent, so Chen Pingan made a fist with his right hand and gently tapped his heart, "I will return to Osmanthus Island later.
Invite the old man to drink."
The old man hesitated for a moment, nodded, returned to the adjacent boat, and sailed slowly towards Osmanthus Island.
After Lao Zhouzi left, Chen Pingan clapped the sword gourd, hovering on the young man's shoulders on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, and then held out the watermark again.
The golden old dragon smiled and said, "What, you want to fight me to the death?"
Chen Pingan grinned, "When you talk to some guys, if you don't have a strong fist, you won't be able to listen to the best principles. The previous lock-cutting talisman is proof. From this, it can be seen that this principle that I have figured out by myself is of great significance to you."
It works. Let me ask you a question, what rules did the Fan family and Mrs. Gui make with you that would allow you to kill more than two thousand people with confidence?"
Lao Jiao was a little impatient and said gloomily: "Do you think this rule is unreasonable?"
Unintentionally or not, he lightly stamped his feet, cutting off the connection between this place and the outside world.
Then he smiled and said: "Then have you ever thought about how many lives we, the Jiaolonggou family, have lost in the process of being exiled and taking root here? Over the years, we have been replaced by Confucian saints.
How many lives have been wasted by those bullshit rules?"
Chen Pingan asked back: "Do you think the Confucian rules are wrong, does it matter whether the rules you made are right or not? To say the least, even if it is really a saint who did something wrong, you can make the same mistake? Besides, if you have the ability, go ahead
It doesn't matter whether you quarrel or fight with a Confucian saint, or vent your anger on the Osmanthus Island Ferry, what's the point?"
The old dragon laughed and said: "What? It's just a breath of resentment, it's not enough."
Chen Pingan said: "It seems that the Confucian saint was wrong for not slapping you to death."
The old Jiao smiled instead of being angry, "Boy, what are you trying to do by following me around here? You want to shake off your backer with me, and threaten me that one day, your ancestor, or your
Will my mentor come to cause trouble for me and Jiaolonggou?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I have no relatives in my family, and I don't have...a master."
Lao Jiao suddenly felt a little confused, "Are you looking for death?"
Lao Jiao nodded, "It's strange that I believed what you said. Well, since you don't have the support of your elders and master, then I have some courage, enough to kill you."
As expected, the old dragon acted vigorously and resolutely. His golden robe was fluttering in the wind. He stretched out his hand and a golden light appeared in the sky. Then he slowly pulled down and pulled out a golden thread.
Chen Ping'an was completely unaware of this. He took a step forward and walked to the front of the boat. He lowered his head and looked into the depths of the sea, as if looking for the lock-cutting talisman. He said softly: "Lu Chen, I know you are watching here. I also understand your intentions."
I guessed a little, but I used your name to defeat the enemy, and you used it to plot against me. In this matter, we are even. But please tell A Liang in the sky, who killed Chen Ping'an, Nanhai
Jiaolonggou.”
After saying this.
To be continued...