At the same time, my mind was immersed in the "water mansion" where the water seal was refined.

According to Cui Dongshan's explanation, the Biyou Mansion jade slip that had strange phenomena when it was being refined in the sea of ​​clouds above Old Dragon City was most likely a precious relic from the Dadu Dragon Palace in ancient times, condensed from the Dadu Water Essence.

Cui Dongshan laughed at the time and said that the goddess who buried the river water was quite gentlemanly in dispersing wealth. As for the words engraved on the jade slips, they finally had a close connection with the refiner Chen Ping'an.

When he had a thought, they came into being and turned into little people wearing green clothes. They entered Chen Pingan's Qi Mansion against the jade slips and helped Chen Pingan paint the door god on the "mansion gate".

, depicting a line of great water on the wall of Qi Mansion is a once-in-a-lifetime blessing.

Even a proud and arrogant person like Cui Dongshan has to admit that unless the two students are sincere and sincere, even if he, the student, worked hard and planned every possible way to refine the golden bile that was his second destiny in the Sui Dynasty,

The quality is very difficult to match the first watermark.

Regarding these, Chen Ping'an is naturally open-minded. If I gain something, I will be lucky, but if I lose it, I will die.

But amidst this illusory gain and loss, Chen Ping'an still likes one of the four plaques on the crab shop in his hometown. The four words on it, don't ask for it from outside.

When praying to gods and Buddhas, you must first sincerely pray for yourself, and then talk about destiny.

After drinking the small medicinal wine in the sword-raising gourd, and with the recuperation along the way, Chen Ping'an has now recovered more than half, and his martial arts skills are almost equivalent to the level before the battle with Ding Ying in Ouhua Blessed Land.

After writing the inscription on the wall of the Hebo Temple, Chen Ping'an vaguely discovered that the acupuncture point in his body, which was like a water house, seemed to have some kind of reaction. The speed of the water in Dadu increased a little, and mist rose, covering the water surface, and occasionally even flowed.

The "water channel" overflowed and filled the Qi Palace, but was blocked at the water palace gate. It returned to the water channel on the wall and returned to calm.

So today Chen Ping'an tried to take a closer look using the superficial "inside view" method on the mountain.

I never thought that as a master, I could hardly even enter the mansion. For a moment, the pure energy bred by the martial artist was so fierce that I probably had the meaning of "the master humiliates the minister and dies", and wanted to fight for Chen Ping'an's injustice.

Of course, Chen Pingan did not dare to let this "fire dragon" break in, otherwise it would be like his own family smashing the door of his own courtyard. This is also the key to why the world's masters can do it, but they are unwilling to practice both.

Chen Ping'an almost fell to the ground just to appease the fire dragon, so he had to replace his fingers with his fists.

After moving the fire dragon to another "post road", his breathing improved slightly. At the same time, the two door gods on the door of the house, controlled by the little jade slip figures in green clothes, quickly opened the door for Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an made an unbearable apology and bowed to Chen Ping'an. After "Chen Ping'an" entered with a little inner vision, he was in a different world and felt astonished. It was even worse than when he first saw the Lion Park surrounded by mountains.

The jade slips that were successfully refined before the water-character seal were suspended in the alchemy chamber, while the water-character seal was hovering higher up.

Those little guys in green are still diligently repairing various parts of the house, and some of them are slightly bigger, like the master of painting, squatting on the wall beside the water, painting the rudiments of waves.

Not only that, after some water mist with impure texture poured into the mansion from the gate, most of it slowly dispersed on its own. Each time, only a tiny bit as thin as a hair flew into the "splash" written by the little man in green. Once it flew,

As soon as you enter, the water spray will have air and signs of flow. But most of these cute little guys in green clothes on the wall have nothing to do. They actually draw many waves and water veins, but only a handful of them are alive.

So when they saw Chen Ping'an by the water, they all looked a little aggrieved, as if saying that a clever woman cannot make a meal without rice, but you should absorb more and refine some spiritual energy.

Chen Ping'an knew that the bridge of longevity was broken and his bones were seriously damaged, which made the water from the source of this water house too scarce, and the refining speed was far from what a genius could be. The combination of the two made things worse, making these

The boy in green could only waste his time and was unable to get busy. Chen Pingan had no choice but to withdraw from the mansion in shame.

After "Chen Pingan" walked out of the water house, several of the largest boys in green gathered together and whispered.

Chen Ping'an did not interrupt the method of looking inside, but began to follow the trajectory of the fire dragon and began to "walk" in his mind.

The spiritual consciousness is as small as a mustard seed, but the fire dragon formed by the condensed pure energy can move hundreds of miles in an instant. "Chen Ping'an" is walking on the meridian path, which can be said to be a thousand miles away. Although he knows where the fire dragon is, he can't catch up.

However, this is also related to the fact that Chen Ping'an was poked by the sword-swallowing boat at the moment. Otherwise, he could still have a little inspiration and control the infuriating fire dragon to swim back. Maybe he could also serve as a mount and hunt in all directions.

Finally, "Chen Pingan" returned to the door of Shuifu, sat cross-legged, and began to temper his spiritual energy.

Diligence can make up for clumsiness.

Chen Pingan is good at this, very good at it.

Chen Ping'an still doesn't know how much recognition it is to have A Liang say, "All methods are inseparable from one's sect, and practicing boxing is also practicing swordsmanship."

There are thousands of warriors in the world, but Chen Ping'an is the only one in the world.

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A young girl is waiting in a beautiful embroidery building in her boudoir.

The haggard girl was like a withered flower. With the support of her personal maid, she sat in front of the dressing mirror. Although she looked pitifully ill, her eyes were still bright and energetic. As long as she had thoughts and hopes in her heart, people would be happy.

Lively.

This poor person is none other than the youngest daughter of Old Minister Liu, Liu Qingqing. According to the family tree, Old Minister Liu belongs to the Jing generation, while Liu Qingqing's generation belongs to the Qing generation.

Although the eldest sister Liu Qingya is married, she and her husband are now stranded in the Lion Park because of the troubles caused by her younger sister.

The second brother, Liu Qingshan, used to come back often to talk to her, but he hasn't come here to visit her for a long time. The girl has the best relationship with this second sister, so she is a little sad.

The third brother, Liu Qingyu, often comes here to play, but he is too noisy because of his young age. She is now weak. This lively brother is a master who can't rest his hands and feet. She is afraid that if he is not careful, he will break it again and ruin it.

A certain beloved object really gave her a headache.

The maid was Zhao Ya, the daughter of the old housekeeper. The girl with a few freckles on the tip of her nose. Seeing that her young lady was so strong, Zhao Ya, who had been serving the young lady since she was a child, endured the grief in her heart and tried her best to say something comforting.

In words, for example, the young lady looks much better today. Now that the weather is getting warmer, the young lady can go out and walk around tomorrow.

When Zhao Ya went upstairs, she brought a bucket of hot water and made an appointment to wash Miss Liu Qingqing's hair today.

Liu Qingqing sat on the stool, raised her arm and touched her thin cheek, and said to Zhao Ya: "Ya'er, let them do it today. Take a rest and read a passage to me."

Zhao Ya let out a small sigh and tiptoed to open the small door of an exquisite birdcage on the desk.

Although the chatter inside seems lively, in fact the voices are so subtle that it usually doesn't disturb the lady.

It is said to be a birdcage, but in addition to the style of keeping birds, it is actually built like a shrunken attic. This is a special "luancage" in the capital that almost every lady in the Qingluan Kingdom has, and it is used to raise and inhabit animals.

, is not a bird, but many kinds of small and exquisite spirits. She looks like a dragonfly but has the head and face of a woman. She is born close to clean water and likes to comb women's hair with her small claws. She is extremely careful and can

Helping women moisturize their hair will never cause them to develop premature hair.

The flower and butterfly spirits known as eyebrow thrushes can draw beautiful black eyebrows for women as long as they create a set of micro-carving brushes and show them various eyebrow makeup styles.

There is also a little spirit who likes to eat rouge. It has the body of a bird with claws and arms and a pair of wings. It can carefully apply rouge to a woman, making it more glamorous than if the woman does it herself.

When the maid Zhao Ya opened the door, dozens of charming wild flowers and plants living in the Luanlong attic flew out in an orderly manner and began to groom and dress up their master Liu Qingqing, who was extremely familiar with them.

Zhao Ya was flipping through a book on the side, with a soft voice, reading to his young lady a collection of poems that had recently become popular in the Qingluan Kingdom.

With a creak, the door opened, but no one walked in.

Zhao Ya sighed inwardly, pretending that nothing happened, and continued reading the landscape poem in the book.

The breeze blew across the pages of the book, and soon a handsome young man in a black robe stood behind the girl. He used his fingers to gently flick the girl to wash her hair, and he washed Liu Qingqing's hair.

The girl did not turn around and raised her head, but smiled and said, "Here he comes."

The fox demon who made the Lion Garden jump all over the place had a charming smile, "The world hurts people, but it only hurts my wife."

Liu Qingqing shook her head gently.

The fox demon whispered: "Don't move, be careful of water splashing on you."

Liu Qingqing just sat still, tilting her head, and let the handsome young man help her comb her black hair. His gentle movements made her feel at ease.

From beginning to end, the fox demon helped Liu Qingqing wash her hair, apply rouge, and draw eyebrows.

Finally, they sat shoulder to shoulder, and Liu Qingqing asked softly: "I heard from Ya'er that another group of people came to the house."

The fox demon who claimed to be Mr. Qing smiled and said: "I can't tell the difference. It may be more difficult than that Taoist Sister of the Magic Blade, but it doesn't matter. Even if the Nascent Soul Immortal comes here, I can come and go freely. It will definitely not be uncommon."

A ladylike side."

Liu Qingqing's face turned red, and she turned to Zhao Ya and said, "Ya'er, go downstairs and watch for me first. No outsiders are allowed to go upstairs."

Zhao Ya nodded, closed the book, closed the small door of the luan cage, and went downstairs.

Liu Qingqing pricked up her ears, and after making sure Zhao Ya was far away, she asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lang, can we really stay together for a long time?"

The fox demon stretched out a finger, gently caressed the girl's eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Of course, it lasts forever, far more than a hundred years."

Liu Qingqing looked sad, "But what should I do with my father? What should I do with the Lion Park?"

The fox demon said confidently: "I have already said that as long as your father agrees to our marriage, he will be my father-in-law from now on. How can I treat the Lion Garden badly?"

Liu Qingqing lay softly in his arms, closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, "I just ask you, sir, not to betray me."

The fox demon lowered his head and stared at the slightly less haggard face, and said with a smile: "Everyone knows that fox demons are infatuated. Why are there so many foxes and rabbits in the tombs in the world? Isn't it just foxes guarding spiritual rabbits?"

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When Chen Pingan slowly opened his eyes, he found that he had put his palms on the ground, and the sky outside the window was already dark.

He patted the ground gently, turned his body upside down, stood up calmly, pushed open the door and went out, and found Zhu Lian sleeping soundly beside the table in the courtyard, with the moon and stars above his head.

Zhu Lian stood up with a smile and explained: "The young master is in a state of great success similar to the Taoist record of 'getting carried away'. I don't dare to disturb you. I haven't dared to disturb you for the past two days. For this reason, Pei Qian even sparred with me three times and gave me some advice."

The slave was forced into the house, and tonight she stepped on the chair again and looked at the young master's house from the window for a long time, just waiting for the light in the young master's house to turn on, but she couldn't wait, and Pei Qian actually fell asleep not long ago. "

Chen Ping'an said in surprise: "Two days have passed?"

Zhu Lian smiled and nodded.

Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian sat down together and said with emotion: "No wonder people in the mountains practice Taoism, and a period of time is just a snap of the fingers."

Zhu Lian said: "That's true. We martial artists are still good at it. We practice boxing, eat and sleep. When we wake up, we open our eyes and kill people."

Chen Ping'an just pretended that he had never heard of anyone killing someone with his eyes open, and asked, "Has there been any movement in the Lion Park recently?"

Zhu Lian shook his head and smiled and said: "The clouds are clear and the wind is gentle, the flowers are full and the moon is full. It's just that I am destined to miss the debate on Buddhism and Taoism in the capital that is so close. I feel a little pity for the young master."
To be continued...