(Chapter two.)
The long river of time is still flowing slowly outside this small world. The friction between the two rules of heaven and earth at the sky is stimulating, glowing with the charming color of colorful glass.
Chen Ping'an and Jian Ling sat side by side on the edge of the ruins of the city wall, with their legs hanging outside.
Chen Ping'an lowered his head and glanced at his abdomen. The bleeding had stopped, and the wound was mostly healed. However, the internal organs inside seemed to be a mess, and the pain could still make people tremble.
Even if the wound of an Ascension Realm natal immortal weapon was far from a full blow, even if it penetrated Chen Ping'an's abdomen, the sequelae would still be unimaginable.
In the distance, everyone stood still.
Only the instructing nun whose natal flying sword was broken was the weirdest. She kept swaying, the amplitude was very small, but she was particularly miserable.
Sun Jiashu was knocked unconscious by his ancestor, and was handed over to the old steward beside him to help him.
Most people have happy smiles on their faces.
I heard from her that Zheng Dafeng, whose spine was broken, had completely dissipated the pure Qi cultivated by martial artists in the ninth realm, and he was really reduced to a useless person, but he still had some physical strength left, which was equivalent to that of a martial artist in the fifth or sixth realm.
Zheng Dafeng has the body of a martial artist. Zheng Dafeng has been sent to Chenchen Pharmacy by Master Wen Sheng. His life is safe, but it is estimated that even if he stands up from the hospital bed again, he will be worse than dead for the rest of his life.
She also said that the old scholar said that he would clean up the mess. In short, Chen Ping'an would never suffer. Du Mao had to spit out more as much as he ate, and it was not that simple.
Looking at the dome of this small world together, she suddenly said: "I have to go, sharpening the sword cannot be delayed for a moment."
Chen Pingan remembered something and said softly: "I have an oil-paper umbrella that can hide the secrets of heaven. Sister Fairy, can you take it? According to the previous statement, even the archenemy of Master Literary Saint has expressed his stance. At least I won't have to run into Du again in the future.
I can handle an old monster like Mao as long as he is not a monk in the upper five realms, and I will not take the initiative to provoke him. This time Old Dragon City helped Zheng Dafeng is a special case."
She hummed and reached out to touch Chen Ping'an's head, "That's good, you haven't given me anything as a gift yet."
Chen Pingan blinked.
She said confidently: "You mean the dragon-slaying platform in your basket when we were crossing the bridge? That wasn't a gift from you, I stole it."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Sister Fairy, what do you want? That oil-paper umbrella doesn't count. I'll give you the other ones. I've walked a long way, and I will continue walking in the future. Maybe I can meet someone you like."
s things."
She turned sideways, then leaned back, and said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that girl will be angry?"
Chen Ping'an smiled brightly and said, "At worst, I'll give her a beating."
She bent her fingers and tapped Chen Pingan on the forehead, "Young man has grown up."
Chen Pingan also turned sideways, stretched out his hand to indicate the height of the two people, and said happily: "Really?"
She lightly bumped Chen Pingan's shoulder with her shoulder and asked with a smile: "I like that girl very much? How do you like her?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, his pale face turned slightly red, he put his hands on the ground, looked into the distance, and said softly and shyly: "How dare I say this."
She clicked her tongue and said, "Oh, oh, oh, I'm really going to be jealous."
Chen Ping'an still looked into the distance, shook his head and said: "No, the fairy sister is the best."
The tall woman stood up with a smile and said, "Let's go to the drug store to get an umbrella. By the way, the corpse on the ground is Du Mao's Yang God body. It can be put away. After all, it is a skin of the twelve-level immortal body.
Can be sold for money."
Chen Pingan glanced at "Du Mao" on the ground.
She smiled and said: "It can be sold for a lot of money, and you can even let people live in it, such as Cui Xun, the great master of Da Li."
Chen Ping'an has income within easy reach.
She smiled knowingly.
Although the Qi Palace in Chen Ping'an's body is in dilapidated state, his movements are fine, but now he has to fight with others. It is estimated that his current strength is not as good as his martial arts cultivation when he first entered the third realm.
Chen Ping'an stood up and looked down at the tattered golden robe. Her heartache was worse than her physical pain. She was holding the three pieces of the Dragon-Slaying Platform that were first placed among the white jade tablets close at hand and said with a smile: "It's okay.
, I can make up for it, it’s just a few bags of gold essence and copper coins, and maybe I can be promoted to the rank of semi-immortal soldier in one go. Old man Yang has to give some, and that guy Du, he has to find a way to give it."
Chen Pingan nodded.
She strode forward, walking through the large hole in the city wall, "Don't be discouraged, the end of the road is still far away, and I will still be by your side when the time comes."
Chen Pingan followed quickly. She grabbed Chen Pingan's shoulder, jumped out of the wall hole, and after Chen Pingan pointed the direction, she rushed towards the dusty medicine shop in the inner city of Old Dragon City.
Because the old scholar has not removed the ban on the old dragon city, everything is still silent.
Pei Qian, who landed in the alley outside the medicine shop, holding a hiking stick, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, because after she finished playing the crazy sword technique she created, she found that the Yin Shen named Zhao was like a wooden man.
She couldn't move, no matter how she shouted, it didn't work. The black smoke was like an ice pick. She grabbed a wisp with both hands, but couldn't pull it away. Finally, she lost her hiking pole, squatted on the ground and cried in her arms. After crying,
She ran out of the alley like crazy, but stopped at the corner of the alley, because she remembered Chen Ping'an's instructions, so she lingered there, and finally squatted on the ground, heartbreaking, shouting again and again.
It was my father and my master. After shouting that I was hoarse, I couldn't cry anymore. I took out the talisman again and put it on my forehead to encourage myself. I wrinkled my little face that was full of tears and was about to cross the border.
Take that step and go find Chen Pingan!
As a result, a familiar voice sounded from behind, "Come back."
Pei Qian turned around and saw Chen Pingan who was smiling at him. He felt aggrieved and happy at the same time. He cried and laughed and ran towards Chen Pingan and hugged him.
The tall woman stood behind Chen Pingan. When she saw this scene, she found it interesting and quite similar.
As for the strangeness in the eyes of this charcoal little girl, her background and vision make her know the secret better than anyone else.
This phenomenon is called the sun and moon in the eye.
Of course, it is not the "orthodox" sun and moon of the vast world, but the essence of the sun and moon of certain cave heavens and blessed places. But even so, neither the Nine Realm warriors nor the land gods can bear this overwhelming blessing.
Why is the little girl safe and sound? She is not interested. What strange things and magical people have never seen before? There are so many people that they have long been numb. Just the number of people who died under that old sword is countless.
Only then did Pei Qian see the tall woman in white, her eyes widened and her expression dull.
Sword Spirit smiled and said to Chen Pingan: "There are very few such pure martial arts embryos in the world today. Why don't you teach her?"
Chen Pingan held Pei Qian's little head and said, "I was afraid that if she learned martial arts, she would not know the importance of it and would get into trouble easily. Then I will teach her myself."
Pei Qian began to retreat involuntarily.
She couldn't help it, I'm afraid she didn't know what she was doing at the moment.
Sword Spirit narrowed his eyes and said: "It seems that this is not an ordinary cave paradise newly discovered by the Confucianists. Maybe one of them was killed by me myself back then?"
Chen Pingan was confused.
Sword Spirit smiled and said: "There is no need to understand these things for the time being. Chen sesame and rotten millet make me upset when I think about it."
She turned around first and walked towards the drug store.
Only then did Pei Qian come to his senses and timidly hid behind Chen Pingan.
The small oil-paper umbrella, which was called the Wutong Fan by the old Taoists of Donghai, was leaning against the door. She bent down to pick it up, opened it instantly, and dropped out a jade plaque, which was the jade plaque passed down from Taipingshan Patriarch Hall.
She grabbed it in her hand and glanced at it, then crushed it into powder and said, "What a rag."
Chen Ping'an stamped his feet and said hurriedly: "I still want to return it to Taipingshan."
Sword Spirit smiled and said: "If you didn't tell me earlier, it doesn't matter. Just say it was me who broke it. Let that Taipingshan guy come to Lizhu Cave to find me, and I will pay them compensation."
She thought to herself, provided they dare to accept it.
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Forget it, I'll write another letter to the Heavenly Lord at Taiping Mountain. It shouldn't be a big problem."
She held the umbrella and nodded, "Then I'll go."
Chen Ping'an had a thousand words to say, but he didn't know where to start. In the end, he just smiled and nodded.
She walked up to Chen Pingan, bent down slightly, pressed her forehead against Chen Pingan's, and whispered softly: "Chen Pingan, I am lucky to meet you."
After saying that, she held an oil-paper umbrella and turned it into a snow-white rainbow, breaking through the sky of Old Dragon City and the sea of ​​clouds where Fan Junmao fell to the ground. After hovering, she returned north to the sky of Lizhu Cave where the dragon was slain.
tower.
At the door of the drug store, Pei Qian tugged on Chen Pingan's sleeve and said with fear: "This is really the most powerful fairy sister I have ever seen. In front of her, I don't even dare to flatter her."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "There are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world, so after practicing martial arts, you can't be arrogant."
Pei Qian nodded vigorously and suddenly asked: "She is that 'girl', right? Then next time we meet, shall I call her mother?"
Just as Chen Ping'an was about to cross the threshold, he stumbled.
Pei Qian suddenly said: "It's called Master Niang!"
Chen Pingan quickly turned around, covered this guy's mouth, glared and said, "Don't talk nonsense!"
To be continued...