Chen Ping'an left the boundary of Yangchang Palace, quickly sheathed the Sword Immortal, and landed in a miasma-ridden high mountain. He had overlooked the earth before, and as long as he walked out of this mountain range and walked southeast for about fifty miles,
It should be the tall copper-smelling city, and Qinglu Town, where the Pima Sect monks are based, is not far away.
It is very interesting to learn how the immortal wields a sword. The sea of ​​clouds in the world is ever-changing, and you can never tire of it. You can also do something to relieve your boredom. Before leaving Yangchang Palace, Chen Pingan deliberately chose a sea of ​​clouds that was as neat as a knife.
On the bottom floor, his head is submerged in the sea of ​​clouds, and he is slowly swimming with his sword. If there are ghosts and ghosts in the mountains at the foot of the mountain, and they accidentally look up and see this scene, they will probably think... This headless Qi practitioner is mentally ill? In addition to such childish and ridiculous self-entertainment
Le, Chen Ping'an also likes to submerge his entire body into the sea of ​​clouds, with only his head exposed, and then raise his arms to rise and fall, imitating the water.
This is exactly the same as Pei Qian resting his head on the counter in the Qilong Lane shop. They are indeed a pair of master and disciple.
In the inaccessible mountains, it was lonely and desolate, and the trees in the forest were often knotted and sickly. Chen Ping'an passed by a cliff and looked up to see a slender plum tree growing in a gap in the rock cliff. There were clouds and smoke at the bottom of the cliff.
, there is a large pool of broken bones, most likely a tree that is expected to become a magical weapon. After a little enlightenment, it has begun to learn to hunt birds and small animals.
Generally speaking, it is most difficult for plants and trees to become spirits in the world. Most of these spirits turn into human forms and have already reached the dead end of the road, like the cute little spirits standing on the pine and cypress bonsai in Qingfufang at the ferry crossing of Shushui.
, they are doomed to have no hope of practicing cultivation, just relying on the innate longevity of vegetation and wasting their time. Most of them are raised by cultivators, just to look at themselves and make them happy.
Therefore, before the sky in Lizhu Cave fell, the older generation under the locust tree in the small town liked to tell stories about ghosts and ghosts in the mountains, forests and swamps, deliberately trying to fool and scare young children. However, most of the old people would also add a sentence,
It is not easy for us to be born as human beings. We should cherish it and cherish it. Otherwise, if we do not behave well in this life, we will be reincarnated into pigs and dogs in the next life. When Chen Pingan was young, he liked to squat there far away and listen to stories. He was not afraid of heaven and earth.
Liu Xianyang, who is not afraid, never likes to hear such things. He always talks about ghosts, spirits, door gods, and the Kitchen God, which are all lies, so Gu Can usually accompanied Chen Ping'an to enjoy the cool in the shade of the locust tree, and then waited until the mud came.
The woman in Pingxiang shouted at the top of her voice to Gu Can to eat and sleep, then she got up and left.
Chen Ping'an swept up the stone cliff, nailed his five fingers into the cliff like hooks, and hung them in the air. Then he took out three snowflakes and held them in the palm of his hand. He buried the snowflakes with the weapon refining technique given by the River Goddess
The money and the spiritual energy contained in it were refined into droplets of green water, dripping from between the fingers on the junction between the old plum tree and the crack of the stone cliff. After Chen Pingan finished all this, he patted it gently with his palm.
The cliff slowly fell to the ground and continued on its way.
If a Taoist monk is in such a predicament and needs a sum of immortal money that is close to his life, he might have seen this plum tree with some strange phenomena, and his first thought would be to wonder how much it is worth, and finally he would be brave enough to take risks.
Climbing the mountain to support the wall and cutting it down, the mountain is empty and the ax sounds. As for whether the opportunity of the plum tree itself is cut off, no one cares. If the path happens to be higher and the money is tight, and encounters the two spirits on the chain bridge, it will not matter.
Will it be a fight that is no less dangerous than a battle between the great roads?
Chen Pingan has never disliked those cultivators fighting and climbing to the top, even if their methods were more ruthless, Chen Pingan could understand it. The only people Chen Pingan didn't like, or even hated, were some mountain gods who were already in high positions.
Taking advantage of all the benefits, like the dragon hiding in the sea of ​​clouds, he is aloof, but still has no mercy for the human world. As long as the realm is not as good as his own, his life is like a piece of grass in their eyes. They will suppress them at will and kill those who are an eyesore.
An understatement of "the Tao is ruthless" can make a Taoist heart as solid as a rock.
What kind of path is this?
Walking alone in the mountains and forests, Chen Pingan murmured to himself: "If you don't like it, it must be wrong? Are you, Chen Pingan, too domineering? Who are you?"
Chen Pingan asked himself again, "Compassion does not control soldiers, and righteousness does not control wealth?"
Chen Pingan shook his head.
Chen Pingan feels that the ancients only spoke half a sentence, which is not truly enlightening. Once some words taken out of context are regarded as a guideline by the world and regarded as a golden rule of life, it can indeed save a lot of troubles in life. It is not that it is wrong to say
, but in the end it still has a fly in the ointment.
For example, it is mentioned again in the book.
Compassion does not lead to troops, but once power is in hand, there must be great benevolence.
Righteousness does not control wealth. After becoming rich and powerful, there must be great righteousness.
Chen Pingan stopped, jumped up to a high branch, sat on the tree, took out the carving knife and bamboo slips he had not seen for a long time, and carved these two sentences on the bamboo slips.
After thinking about it, he also engraved the words Yangchanggong said to the mouse spirit on another slip, about cultivating his mind and strength.
Chen Pingan put away the carving knife, held a letter in one hand, raised it high, and said with a bright smile: "Now, it is really said in the book!"
Okay.
It turns out that it was all Chen Ping'an's own nonsense.
I guess in the whole world, only those sycophants from Luolu Mountain are willing to take these words seriously, right?
Chen Pingan carefully put away the two bamboo slips and was in a good mood.
Chen Pingan then rushed to Tongfu City without any hurry.
Instead, he drank a few sips of wine, and there was still quite a bit left in the wine flask he had brought out from the Yangchang Palace.
Chen Pingan began to carefully count and calculate his belongings in his mind. This time he entered the Ghost Valley from the Skeleton Beach and gained a lot.
However, the damage to the spring grass robe on my body is not serious. If I want to truly repair it as before, I estimate that at least five to six thousand snow coins will be needed.
When we escaped from the siege together as scholars at Diyong Mountain, in order to show weakness to the enemy, we did not dare to reveal the details of the pure martial artist too early, so we had to deliberately suppress the pure energy in our bodies, and we were beaten solidly with the help of the robe alone.
The mountain-moving ape gave a heavy hammer. Later, on the bank of the Heihe River, he fought with the Thunder God General of Jixiaoshan and was trapped in a thunder pond. The spring grass robe was seriously damaged by lightning and lightning. This was not a small expense.
Chen Ping'an felt itchy in his teeth.
Chen Pingan could only comfort himself, "The world's smallest Baofengzhai still needs some capital to do business. Your mentality of making money without capital and profit is unacceptable."
Moreover, being in the thunder pool is like burning your skin and soul in oil, which is the real experience of Ghost Valley.
Although it is a little lighter compared to the torture in Luoluo Shanzhulou, the benefits are not small, and Leichi is the most tortured prison in the world. There is something wonderful about suffering like this. Chen Pingan has actually noticed that his muscles and bones
, the soul has become a little tougher.
Crow Ridge, a snowflake robe that was taken from the White Lady in Skin City. According to Fan Yunluo, the market price is two or three Grain Rain coins.
If it were sold back to Skin City, there should be a premium of one or two Grain Rain coins.
Just thinking about the white lady who likes to play tricks on others makes Chen Pingan feel depressed.
At that time, she changed a face to confuse people's hearts, which made Chen Ping'an angry and a little guilty at the same time.
In addition to the five bones that were carried out of the Ghost Valley by the pair of low-level Taoist monks, there were also the jade-like bones of more than a dozen female officials and maids from the Skin Refreshing City placed nearby.
As for how much it could be sold for after leaving Ghost Valley, Chen Ping'an was unsure of how much it could be sold for at Skeleton Beach.
Thinking of this, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but look to the south, wondering if the Taoist couple had sold for a high price.
The so-called January appointment.
In fact, Chen Pingan didn't take it seriously from the beginning, he just wanted the other party to collect the money with peace of mind. Chen Pingan didn't care whether the Taoist couple, who had a hard time making money in the Ghost Valley, kept their promise and waited for a full month.
Because the Taoist couple sold those five sets of white jade bones from the City of Skin, Chen Ping'an would not show up at the Naiheguan market no matter if they waited for a month. Without waiting, they would abscond with the money, and they would worry about chasing after him afterwards.
Responsibility is more or less a concern for them. After a month, even better, they can leave with peace of mind and let the fifth-level female cultivator break through the bottleneck and enter the Dongfu Realm of the middle-level fifth level. That fairy money must be
It is more than enough to help her stabilize the cave realm. As for the remaining surplus, whether the male monk can take advantage of the situation and break through the realm only depends on God's fate.
As for why Chen Pingan is like this.
The reason is simple.
Just like Chen Ping'an, who was in the basement of the summer queen, must collect the two bones of those who died holding hands, not for the sake of wealth. Not only did Chen Ping'an not covet the king of Longxi Kingdom and the cultivator of the Qingde genealogy,
The only thought of the white bones and dragon robes is to go back to their homeland and bury their bones among the green mountains and green waters.
May the lovers in the world get married in pairs and finally get married. May the dead people who have lived up to their hearts forever be together in life and death.
The road is long and the road to eternal life is long. During practice, I diligently practice swords and punches, and I am not afraid of facing strong enemies. I also do these small things that others are reluctant to do, but I insist on stopping to do them. Why is this not life?
Great pleasure?
There are harvests from the Guanghan Palace in Huoluo Mountain, from the summer queen's boudoir and from the treasure house.
I divided more than a thousand snow coins from the scholar.
However, Chen Ping'an felt that the most valuable thing was the piece of cold iron used as the "door", which was carefully built by the Mohist organ masters to create a cold moon palace.
As for the bottles and jars in the boudoir of the Moon Palace, Chen Ping'an is still very concerned about it. In the future, he will leave the Skeleton Beach and continue his journey north. God knows whether he will meet a few ladies who have money but no place to spend it. The fairy on the mountain?
Maybe they are attracted by lard, so they have to buy it at a high price? Zhu Lian swore that there is no woman in the world who doesn't want to be better-looking. If there is, she has not yet met the man she likes who is worthy of "pleasing her appearance"
That's all.
As for the large box of military books treasured by the Demon Catching Immortal at the end of the Yangchang Palace tunnel.
Chen Ping'an hadn't had time to look through it carefully, and after planning to settle down in Qinglu Town, he looked through the books one by one. They should be all the books left on the Bone Beach by the two dynasties and more than a dozen vassal states. They were given to Yangchang Palace.
After a thousand years of existence, it happens to be one of the capitals of Chen Pingan, a small baggage house. However, it still needs to be carefully selected and a batch of the best ones will be placed in his own library in Luolu Mountain.
When I thought about the future disciples of Luopo Mountain who would go into the building to borrow books and read them, I heard that the old man in the library said that this was what our mountain master had gained from his long trip to the Bone Beach of Luzhou in Beiju. The old man continued to talk nonsense.
, said you must be careful when looking through books, because these are treasures found in the den of dragons and tigers...
To be continued...