Even an old man from Shujian Lake like Zhang Jing never expected that the snow today would be particularly heavy and last for such a long time.
That ferocious momentum was as if it was raising the water level of Shujian Lake by one foot.
Heavy snow heralds a good year.
It is not just a proverb in the market, it is also applicable in the eyes of tens of thousands of wild cultivators in Shujian Lake. For the aura and water transportation of Shujian Lake, the rootless water such as rain, snow and morning dew is naturally the more the better. Every island is probably eager for this heavy snow.
It only fell on my head, and what came down was not snowflakes, but snow money, a lot of fairy money.
In fact, there are already many earthly immortal monks who have gone to heaven to display magical powers and use various special skills to gain real benefits for their own islands.
On the winter solstice, according to the custom of my hometown, Chun Ting Mansion made dumplings.
The day before, the little loach finally suppressed his injuries and was able to return to the shore quietly. Then today, Gu Can sent him to call Chen Ping'an and come to the house to eat dumplings. While talking, Gu Can was sitting on the stove with his mother.
While busy, the kitchen in Chun Ting Mansion is now bigger than the ancestral homes of Gu Can and Chen Ping'an in Mu Ping Lane combined.
Little Loach was also very curious on the way to the mountain gate. Gu Can said that Chen Ping'an might want to give him something. What was it?
I heard that Chen Ping'an has been living in seclusion for the past ten days, almost never leaving the house. When he shows up, he just opens the door and takes a look at the scenery of the snow-sealed lake. It is very different from the previous wandering around Shujian Lake.
She is still a little afraid of Chen Pingan.
At first, returning to Chishui City was based on the instinctive awe related to the foundation of one's own path. After the battle between Chen Pingan and Liu Laocheng, the little loach named Tanxue by Chen Pingan became even more afraid.
She still really likes Gu Can as her master, and has always been glad that Chen Ping'an donated her to Gu Can.
She will now be reserved around Chen Pingan.
She arrived at the house and knocked gently on the door.
Chen Ping'an's hoarse voice came from inside, "The door is unlocked, come in, be careful not to step on the bluestone."
She opened the door, and the cold air from the heavy winter snow outside rushed into the house.
She didn't pay attention at first. She was naturally close to and happy about the cold weather in the four seasons. However, when she saw the pale Chen Ping'an behind the desk, she started coughing. She immediately closed the door and walked around the piece of paper that was as big as Gu Can.
The lichen-covered bluestone in the study room of the mansion stood timidly near the desk, "Sir, Gu Can wants me to call you to eat dumplings at Chunting Mansion."
Chen Ping'an had stopped writing. He placed a homemade bamboo woven copper gall charcoal cage on his knees for heating. He used the charcoal fire to ward off the cold in the palms of his hands. He apologized, "I won't go. Please help me apologize to Gu Can and aunt later."
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She said softly, "Sir, if you are worried about the wind and snow outside, Tanxue can give you a little help."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Forget it."
She wanted to say something else, but when she looked at Chen Pingan's eyes, she immediately gave up the idea.
Chen Pingan asked, "Do you know why I named you Tanxue?"
She shook her head.
Chen Pingan said slowly, "Iced charcoal is different from the furnace. This is a truth that all children understand, right?"
She nodded.
Chen Ping'an said, "So it's the most valuable thing to be close to each other when we are in the same furnace. This is one of the most valuable things. Also, I have selfish intentions. When I see you, I remind myself that I gave you to Gu Can. I was really a helper in times of need."
Action, if..."
Chen Pingan stopped talking, raised a hand from the charcoal cage, and picked up a carving knife on the table.
This action made Tanxue, a Nascent Soul monk who was seriously injured and so skinny that a camel was bigger than a horse, couldn't help but tremble with his eyelids.
There was a bamboo knife with a bamboo sheath that was just made last night on the table. Originally, Zeng Ye, who liked the snow scene, wanted to help go to Zizhu Island to beg or buy a pole of bamboo, but when he thought about it, the bamboo knife seemed to be more green bamboo.
It looked better. The purple bamboo sheath and the knife were hung on the waist. It was a little more fancy. So he changed his mind and asked Zeng Ye to chop down a pole of green bamboo on Qingxia Island and bring it back. Chen Pingan made the knife and sheath overnight.
There were a lot of scraps left, which were cut into a bunch of small bamboo slips for Chen Ping'an. There were a few blank bamboo slips without inscriptions on the table, but they were different from the previous bamboo slips that had been engraved with text. These new bamboo slips made on Qingxia Island were not
The regulations are the same, but the lengths are different, and the thicknesses are different.
At this time, Chen Ping'an picked up the bonus carving knife obtained from the shop in the capital of the Sui Dynasty, picked out the longest bamboo slip, and cut it off with a slight knife near one end of the bamboo slip, dividing it into two pieces of very different lengths, and then
Then he cut off the long section again and again, and the gaps were like the knots of a green bamboo pole.
In the alleyway with smoke curling up, the sun shines high next to the fields, between the two ancestral houses in Mupin Lane, there is the magnificent Chunting Mansion, and the lawless Shujian Lake.
This scene, although she had no idea what Chen Ping'an was doing or what he was thinking about, still made Tan Xue frightened.
This descendant of the true dragon, who was as unafraid in the face of Liu Laocheng, was like an erring boy who was about to be punished, facing a school master who was settling accounts after his fall, waiting for the board to fall into his hand.
Chen Ping'an didn't raise his head, just stared at the broken bamboo slip, "There is a saying in our hometown that lotus root cannot fit over a bridge and bamboo cannot fit into a ditch. Have you heard of it?"
Tanxue hesitated for a moment and said softly, "In Lizhu Cave, my spiritual wisdom was not yet developed. When I arrived at Qingxia Island, I started to really remember things. Later, in Chunting Mansion, I heard Mother Gu Can mention it casually."
Chen Ping'an finally raised his head and said with a smile, "My temper is the same as Gu Can's, but the knowledge in these words was learned from my aunt?"
Tan Xue remained silent, her eyelashes trembling slightly, looking pitiful.
Chen Pingan said, "I have already felt guilty twice on Gu Can's side. As for Auntie, I have paid off. Now you are the only one left, little loach."
Tan Xue slowly raised her head, her golden eyes staring intently at the accountant sitting behind the desk.
The murderous spirit inside the house was so strong that the wind and snow howled outside.
He is very weak now, but how can he be better?! He is even sicker than himself!
When it comes to the Dao and life and death, she won't have any ambiguity. Beyond that, she can even ride the horse for Chen Ping'an, be obedient, treat him as half a master, and treat him with great respect.
She and Gu Can were born to be in love, and they were in perfect harmony.
Chen Pingan coughed, flicked his wrist, put a golden rope on the table, and said with a smile, "What, are you scaring me? Why not see the fate of your kind?"
Tanxue saw through the roots of the golden rope at a glance, and immediately felt heartbroken.
For the rest of the slips, Hu Yexiu, not to mention Nascent Soul great monks like Liu Zhimao, and even golden elixir immortals like Yu Hui, would never be as frightened as she was when they saw this magic weapon.
Chen Pingan put down the carving knife in his hand, picked up the demon-binding rope made from the dragon's beard of the old Yuanying of Jiaolonggou, went around the book case, and slowly walked towards her, "Of course I didn't kill this old Yuanying with my own hands.
The dragon, even the demon-binding rope was over there on the upside-down mountain. I asked a friend to help me refine it. The person who killed the old dragon was a great sword immortal. The person who asked someone to refine it was another great sword immortal, who was in charge.
This is the fate of Xiaotiandi, the old Jiao who is about to enter the Jade Pu Realm. Gu Can may not know, but don’t you know that Shujian Lake is just too small for you? It will only get smaller and smaller.”
Chen Pingan stood in front of her, "You help Gu Can kill this and that, kill with excitement, kill with joy, what are you doing? Of course, the two of you are closely related, you will not harm Gu Can, but
You followed the original intention of both parties and acted recklessly all day long. Instead, you foolishly wanted to help Gu Can gain a foothold, and then help Liu Zhimao and Qingxia Island to annex the entire Shujian Lake, so that you could eat up half of the country.
"Shu Jian Lake Water Transport, is it the foundation for you to take a big gamble and take the risk to reach the Yu Pu Realm?"
Chen Ping'an held the demon-binding rope in one hand, stretched out a finger, and stabbed her forehead hard, "How big is the bowl and how much rice can be filled? You don't understand this?! I'm really not afraid of killing you?!"
Her face was full of anger, her whole body was shaking, and she really wanted to stretch out her paw and cut out the heart of the sick man in front of her on the spot.
But she didn't dare.
One of the very important reasons is the semi-immortal weapon now hanging on the wall.
Rather than any affection or incense love.
Even deep down in her heart, she sensed a strange aura of innate overpowering in Chen Ping'an.
At first, she mistakenly thought that it was due to chance.
Later she was shocked to realize that it was not just that.
Because of her vision and years, in this matter, she is far inferior to a similar person, Wu Yi, the founder of Ziyang Mansion in Huang Ting Kingdom. Wu Yi is the golden elixir immortal. He can see through the truth at a glance. It is Chen Ping'an who has the killing power.
As for why the cause and effect of the dragon is so entwined, Wu Yi doesn't know and can't figure it out. The only person who can guess the general context is her father, the thousand-year-old dragon who went to Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain to serve as the deputy headmaster.
It's a pity that he won't tell his daughter clearly at all.
Chen Pingan poked her head again and again, "You don't even know how to be a smart bad guy, do you really think you can live a long time?! Go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and take a look. Every hundred years, the Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator will
How many people are going to die?! Have you seen the swords of the Wei and Jin Dynasties in Fengxue Temple? Have you ever seen A Liang, who was knocked back to the world of Haoran by Dao Laoer with one punch, and then knocked back into the world of Qingming by Dao Laoer with a punch?
Have you ever seen a sword cultivator leveling the Jiaolong ditch with his left and right swords?! Have you ever seen how Du Mao, the first monk in Tongye Continent who ascended to the Ascension Realm, died?!"
Chen Pingan took back his hand, coughed continuously, and said hoarsely, "You only met Liu Laocheng, a Jade Purity Realm man, and he almost died."
She became angry and gritted her teeth.
The murderous intent in those golden eyes became more and more intense, and she didn't try to hide it at all.
Chen Ping'an twitched his lips and stared at this so-called true dragon descendant who was going smoothly, "What is it that makes you and Gu Can feel that killing is not wrong and that you have no regrets if you are killed? Gu Can is like this
People, dragons like you, and seemingly shrewd people like Mother Gu Can, if I don’t know you, do you know that even if I pass by Shujian Lake, even if I only have this little cultivation, even if I can’t throw a punch,
I won’t hand over a sword, I just drink tea, chat with Liu Zhimao, Liu Laocheng, and the owner of Lisu Island, and make deals with them. If I stay in Shujian Lake for a few years, you can die several times.
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She sneered and said, "Then you're going to kill? Why not?"
She seemed to become very happy in an instant, and smiled and said, "I know that you, Chen Ping'an, are able to get to where you are today because you are so much smarter than Gu Can. You are as meticulous as a hair, calculating every step, and even
You are exploring the smallest details of the human heart. But so what? Isn’t the Great Way collapsed? Chen Ping’an, do you really know what Gu Can was feeling that night? You said that something went wrong in his practice, so he vomited blood.
Gu Can is not as smart as you, but he is really not stupid. I really don’t know that you are lying? I am at the Nascent Soul realm after all. I really can’t see that there is a big problem with your body? It’s just that Gu Can has a soft heart. After all, he is a
I don't dare to ask such a big child, but I don't want to say it. If you are a little weaker, I will be less afraid of you.
To be continued...