This high-rise ship going to the Qingluan Kingdom was built by the Mohist mechanics who made a living. It is not surprising among the many ferries in Old Dragon City. It carries more than a hundred people at a time, and more are still running. They are from Aquarius.
The rare goods in the northern part of the continent and the southern part of the Tongye Island are only the goods in the hands of merchants on this ferry. They are the result of layers of screening by the five major surnames in Old Dragon City. The quality is natural and average. Occasionally, if you miss a few items, you can earn hundreds of extra snows.
Spending money is already worth celebrating.
Qingluan Kingdom is well-known in the southeast of Aquarius Continent. It is famous for its numerous Taoist temples and temples. Taoist gods and eminent monks from all walks of life often hold water and land monasteries and Luotian rituals here with the support of the imperial court. In addition, Qingluan Kingdom
The green sandalwood rice paper of the Luan Kingdom is extremely famous and is exported to several continents, making the emperors of the Qingluan Kingdom one of the richest kings in the southeastern territory of Aquarius. Moreover, Buddhism in Aquarius is not flourishing, and the number of temples in Qingluan is the highest in the country.
Across the continent, Sanskrit music is wafting, and walls are covered with inscriptions by sages, literary giants, and poets. This has attracted countless literati and poets to travel to Qingluan Kingdom.
In a brightly lit room on the top floor of the ferry, Chen Ping'an was flipping through a book of literati's notes about the landscape and scenic beauty of Qingluan Kingdom. He bought it from the Old Dragon City Book Store and asked Zhu Lian to help collect it.
Chen Ping'an read and Pei Qian copied.
Difficult things in the world are difficult at the beginning. Over time, the habit becomes natural and it is no longer difficult. Pei Qian is like this. Reading and copying books have become a daily habit. Even if Chen Pingan doesn't supervise him, he will insist on it every day. But Chen Pingan
He also knew that if he was not with her for a long time, Pei Qianban would be in ruins if he copied the book. He would feel guilty for two or three days at most, and then go wild and have fun.
Chen Ping'an divided the pot of Nascent Soul Old Jiao Jindan's small medicinal wine into five parts and gave one to each of the four people in the picture scroll. This was a lucky thing for the few pure martial artists who could rely on the essence of external objects to improve their cultivation.
Sui Youyou is now at the seventh level of Golden Body Realm cultivation, and she has the magical sword Chi Xin in her hand. The killing power is actually not small, especially the kind of catching and killing, the Qi practitioner who is under the Earth Immortal, once she gets close
Ten feet may not necessarily be her enemy. Zhu Lian's bottleneck is loose, and the signs are clear. Following Sui's right, he is the second to set foot in the three realms of martial arts and refining gods, very close at hand.
Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang have no possibility of breaking through the realm for the time being, but after Zheng Dafeng's fist feeding and the deadly battle outside Laolong City, they have raised the top of the peak of the Sixth Realm a little higher.
The four people in the picture scroll are not ordinary martial arts warriors in the seventh and sixth realms.
On this trip to the north of Aquarius Continent, as long as I don't encounter a crazy upper-level monk, even if I confront a certain Nascent Soul Immortal other than a sword cultivator, I dare not say that I can escape unscathed and have the strength to fight.
There is definitely no shortage. As long as Wei Xian and the others are willing to die, maybe Chen Ping'an's side can still win miserably.
After the battle at Laolong City, what Chen Pingan regretted the most was the cyan sword-holding talisman. Zhong Kui wrote it with a small snow cone and gave it to Zheng Dafeng. The sword he was trapped in was, coincidentally, the one Chen Pingan was carrying behind him at the moment.
This semi-immortal weapon "Sword Immortal", because the old Dragon City Lord Fu Qi is not a swordsman, and this sword is not a refining object, so on the dragon platform, Zheng Dafeng used the Sword Suppressing Talisman to arrest the sword, even if he could not
If it lasted too long, Fu Qi would admit defeat.
If he carries a sword-suppressing talisman and encounters a murderous sword cultivator Yuanying, Chen Ping'an not only does not have to be too afraid, but he can attack him unprepared and catch the opponent off guard.
But these gains and losses are not enough to make Chen Pingan so haunted and difficult to let go.
What really made Chen Pingan feel disappointed was this talisman. It was one of the last two talismans written by Zhong Kui as a gentleman and a man in the world.
Compared with the cross-continental ferries that Chen Ping'an has ridden and seen, this ferry is really small and compact. You can only stand at the window to enjoy the scenery, and there is no observation deck.
After Pei Qian finished writing, Chen Pingan carefully checked it over and found that there was no careless writing that needed to be rewritten, so he began to practice six-step walking with her, at least two hours a day.
In the past, Chen Ping'an didn't think that practicing walking sticks was boring and laborious. It wasn't until Pei Qian practiced that he realized that the kicking sticks of Shanshanquan were indeed simple, but it would take a hundred people to practice them.
Thousands of times, it is not easy, both physically and mentally. Even if Chen Ping'an would pay attention to Pei Qian's shortness of breath and excessive physical strength, Pei Qian would be so tired that he would sweat profusely every time, his forehead would be mushy, and his face would be pale, although he did not dare to complain.
He complained, but Chen Pingan watched the dark little face lose his smile, or his thin body trembled involuntarily as he walked step by step. Although Chen Pingan was always expressionless, he looked a little distressed.
On the first day, Pei Qian relied on the excitement of a newborn calf to hold on for two hours of walking. In the end, Chen Ping'an carried him to the next room. After only an hour on the second day, he fell to the ground and suffered from cramps.
The whole person's energy was gone, so Chen Pingan did not insist on two hours. In the next few days, he kept fighting for an hour, just a little longer each time.
Pei Qian gritted his teeth and persisted.
At first, Zhu Lian was sarcastic and sarcastic. Xiao Heitan still had the energy to glare, but later she really didn't have the energy to fight for justice with Zhu Lian.
Ten days later, after going through the most difficult part of the journey, Pei Qian had a smile from the past on his face. When he walked, he started to walk with Pei Qian's gold-lettered swagger again, or he just jumped up and down. Zhu Lian said nothing more: "
"My lord, I privately believe that Pei Qian has excellent martial arts qualifications. When exercising to strengthen his body, his muscles and bones must suffer more so that his qi and blood can be strong. He might as well walk around for two hours every day." Pei Qian can already continue to stare.
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On this day, after practicing pile walking, one large and one small opened the window and practiced sword furnace standing. Pei Qian was short and could only face the wall and think about it. After Chen Pingan agreed, she stepped on a chair, just enough to follow
Chen Pingan looked out the window at the sea of ​​clouds together.
Chen Ping'an said softly: "You have to believe that all the hardships will be over."
Pei Qian is now practicing sword furnace staking, just for show, with minimal results. Chen Ping'an is also a little strange about this. After asking Sui Zuoyi and others, they can't find out the reason.
After another day of hard work, Pei Qian was secretly happy in his heart. Thinking of something, he turned around and said with longing: "Will I be able to have a sword when I travel in the world? It's best to be like Xiaobai again.
, with a knife hanging on my waist, I must have been much stronger at that time, not too much, not too heavy."
Chen Pingan nodded with a smile and said: "As long as you don't be lazy and you go to travel alone in the world someday, I can agree now and I will definitely give you a sword and a knife in the future."
Pei Qian was a little shy and said in a low voice: "I have actually thought about it. If I have my own sword in the future, I will hang it on the same side of my waist. I even have a name for this hanging sword and knife posture.
Master, do you want to hear it?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Let's talk about it."
I, Chen Pingan, have always been really good at picking names.
For example, on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, such as slaying demons.
Pei Qian whispered: "It's called 'Swords and Swords' because they are hung on the waist. Master, what do you think?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Very good."
Pei Qian's eyes narrowed into crescent moons with a smile, he stretched out two fingers and stuck them together, "I am very happy to have the sword carried by the master like this."
Chen Pingan lay on the window, turned around and said with a smile: "When the ferry docked, we still followed the old rules and walked around Qingluan Country. When we saw the bamboo forest on the roadside, I picked some older bamboos and helped you make it.
If you don't mind the two bamboo knives and swords, you can hang them first."
Pei Qian said in a loud voice: "Make it lighter and smaller so it doesn't weigh too much on your body."
Chen Pingan agreed with a smile, looked at the sea of ​​clouds, and asked casually: "What about the hiking pole?"
Pei Qian said without hesitation: "It is the number one warrior under my command. It has accompanied me for such a long journey, but I don't want to throw it away casually. I allow it to be disarmed and return to the field, and have grandchildren. I will ask Old Wei for advice later."
What kind of official title should be awarded to it..."
A large bag of sour-teeth book bags was lost.
But Chen Pingan nodded in approval and said softly: "That's right."
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In Old Dragon City, over at Chenchen Pharmacy, Zheng Dafeng didn't really have anything to pack to salute. Apart from a change of clothes, he only needed to take the old cigarette stick with him.
It seems that this slovenly man has always been like this in his life, whether he was looking at the broken wooden fence in Lizhu Cave or coming here. There is nothing he must pick up and nothing he cannot put down.
Tomorrow we will take the Fu family ferry back to Longquan County of the Great Li Dynasty. On the last day, Zheng Dafeng sat on a bench under the old locust tree.
The old man named Xun had already left, saying he was going to meet a friend at the Invincible God Fist Gang.
Li Er returned to Old Dragon City yesterday. Fu Qi and his eldest son Fu Donghai came quickly. Fu Qi's meaning was very clear. Fu Donghai made his own decisions and caused this disaster. As long as Zheng Dafeng said a word, Li Er could be killed.
Mr. Er punched Fu Donghai and broke Fu Donghai's Changsheng Bridge. From then on, the Fu family looked after Fu Donghai as a useless person.
Zheng Dafeng smiled and asked Fu Qi why he didn't bring Fu Donghai, who had broken the Changsheng Bridge, directly to the medicine shop. Wouldn't it be more sincere?
Fu Qi was speechless.
Fu Donghai was quite tough. Instead of begging for mercy, he made some provocative words, as if Li Er didn't punch him and made Fu Donghai feel uncomfortable.
Zheng Dafeng looked tired at the time and was sitting in the yard smoking a cigarette.
The old man has obviously made a deal with the Dali Dynasty and the Fu family and the Fan family.
That Fan Junmao could become the second mountain god of the Great Li Dynasty after Wei Bo, the righteous god of the North Mountains, when the horses of the Song family's cavalry stepped on the shore of the South China Sea of ​​Old Dragon City.
The price the old man paid was nothing more than Zheng Dafeng's Nine Realms cultivation.
Zheng Dafeng knew that the matter was over.
Zheng Dafeng thought for a while and said, let's leave it at that. The days ahead will be long and the water will flow slowly.
Fu Qi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to take Fu Donghai back home, but Li Er punched Fu Donghai in the heart.
The Changsheng Bridge was not only broken, but also shattered to the point where it was difficult for gods to save it.
Li Er did not look at Fu Donghai, but stared at Fu Qi calmly, "I think as a father, you should stand up for your son."
Fu Qi helped up his eldest son Fu Donghai who fell to the ground. There was no trace of anger on his face. He smiled and said: "Finally, Mr. Li Er got out of his bad breath. This trip is worthwhile. As Mr. Zheng said, the future is long and the water is long.
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Li Erxiao asked, "Why don't you show me the way to the Fu Family Patriarch Hall?"
Fu Qi, who was good at nourishing qi, suddenly turned pale.
Zheng Dafeng said: "Li Er, it's okay."
After Fu Qi took Fu Donghai away, Li Er quickly left Old Dragon City.
Today, under the locust tree, Zheng Dafeng was basking in the warm early spring sun alone, wearing a comfortable cotton-padded jacket that Pei Qian and the others bought for him.
The girl I hadn't seen for a long time probably had a good meal during the Chinese New Year, and her cheeks and figure seemed to be more "voluptuous". She didn't just wander around in front of Zheng Dafeng like she did in the past. This time she had the courage to get closer.
Zheng Dafeng asked shyly: "Shopkeeper Zheng, is the shop hiring?"
Zheng Dafeng smiled and shook his head, "No more, I will go back to my hometown tomorrow. It is too difficult to make a living in your old Dragon City."
To be continued...