To the north of Huaihuang Kingdom is Baoxiang Kingdom, where Buddhism is prosperous and temples are like clouds.
When Chen Ping'an passed through the border pass, the customs clearance document was still stamped. If he had anything to do, he took it out and looked through it. The customs clearance document in hand was new. It was Wei Bo's handwriting and the previous customs clearance document had been stamped.
The seals were densely packed and now they remain at the bamboo house.
Chen Ping'an still wears a bamboo hat on his head and carries a bamboo box on his back, holding a hiking stick, trekking through mountains and rivers, exploring adventures alone, occasionally wielding a sword to fly in the wind, and walking on foot when he encounters a human city. Now he is leaving the Chunlu Garden where Jindan Song Lanqiao is located.
, there are still a lot of mountains and rivers to travel.
In the market, hunchbacks are more common among hunchbacks, and cripples are more often seen among lame people.
The same is true for those who set foot on the road to immortality. They will see more monks, and of course there are also mountain spirits and lurking ghosts.
Chen Pingan went all the way from Suijia City of Yinping Kingdom to the border of Baoxiang Kingdom, and saw many mountain and wild spirits heading south.
However, except for the Yuhu County of Huaihuang Kingdom who took action once, Chen Ping'an only watched from a distance, condescendingly, overlooking the world on the mountain, and finally had the mentality of a Taoist.
But he still kept practicing boxing. After the Ghost Valley, Chen Ping'an began to concentrate on practicing six-step walking, planning to collect two million punches.
If he hadn't met the four people who were slaying demons before, Chen Ping'an originally wanted to kill the ghosts alone. After the monk returned, he would stay in Jinduo Temple for a few more days and ask about the green paper.
The Sanskrit content on the golden page scriptures was naturally divided into parts and asked the monks many times. The number of words was not many, only two hundred and sixty in total. It must not be difficult to ask after digging through the similar words. The money and silk moved.
Demons are born in the human heart as soon as one thinks about it, and ghosts are afraid of people. This is the case for the martial master and apprentice at Jinduo Temple.
After passing two southern cities of Baoxiang Kingdom, Chen Ping'an found that there were many walking monks with haggard faces, begging for alms and doing asceticism, asking for alms from all directions.
If Chen Pingan met him on the road, he would raise one hand in front of him and nod lightly in salute.
Baoxiang Kingdom not only has many monks, temples and incense, but also countless warriors. On this day, Chen Ping'an encountered a group of escorts heading to the northern city in the yellow sand. In addition to the carriages and horses filled with goods, there were also Ding Ding Dong.
The camel bells were clanging, and the escorts were all powerful and powerful. Even the women had dark skin, but they had a heroic appearance. Such women were actually good-looking.
A young man riding a horse saw the scholar in white in front of him. Not only was his snow-white robe covered with yellow sand and dust, but his head was also stained with a lot of it. He was struggling to slow down in the wind. His steps were staggering and he was constantly being left behind by the convoy. He slowed down his horse.
, bent down and took off a water bag hanging next to the saddle, and asked with a smile: "There is still more than a hundred miles to go in the Yellow Wind Valley. Do you have enough water on your body? If not, just take it, you're welcome."
Chen Pingan turned to look at the young escort with chapped lips and bleeding, pointed to the sword gourd on his waist, and said with a smile: "No, there is water in the pot, and there is a water bag in the bamboo box."
The young man put away the water bag and hung it up, and said with a smile: "It's extremely cold at night in the Yellow Wind Valley, and the world is weird and increasingly unstable. More and more dirty things have entered the market, so major temples have recently had a large number of monks.
After we walked out, I tried my best to follow us. It would be best to stay overnight by the Mute Lake in front of me. There were so many people and we were so energetic, so it was good to have someone to take care of us. There are many ghosts and monsters here at night, which is by no means alarmist, so I didn’t want to be alarmist.
Don’t be alone, but don’t be too afraid. There are often eminent monks and great virtues here in Huangfeng Valley. If those filthy things are out there, they may not really dare to get close to harm others.”
Chen Pingan nodded, "Thank you, young hero, for reminding me. I will definitely walk to the lake before dark."
Baoxiang Kingdom is not among the dozens of kingdoms including Yinping and Huaihuang. Therefore, the common people and Jianghu warriors have long been accustomed to spirits and ghosts. In the southeastern area of ​​​​Luzhou, Beiju, spirits and humans have been mixed together for countless years, so to deal with
Regarding the issue of ghosts and evil spirits, both the government and the public in Baoxiang Kingdom have their own countermeasures. However, after the "storyteller" of Mengliang Kingdom withdrew the thunder pool formation, spiritual energy poured into dozens of countries from outside. Such phenomena, the border line
The monks in the world are the earliest to perceive, and the spirits and ghosts who have cultivated their skills will not be slow. Bustling, merchants seek profit, and ghosts will follow their instincts to chase spiritual energy. That's why there are visions of the Huaihuang Kingdom and the Yuhu County.
They fled from the Baoxiang Kingdom into the south.
Only then did the young escort say that the world was becoming increasingly unstable.
As the sun set, Chen Pingan walked slowly to the small green lake that the local people called Dumb Lake for some reason.
Several groups of people have gathered again, bonfires are going on, and everyone is drinking to ward off the cold.
That night, several rays of sword light shone from the west, sweeping toward the Yellow Wind Valley like a rainbow, and falling on the ground dozens of miles away from Dumb Lake. The sword light was criss-crossed, accompanied by ghosts wailing and roaring. After about a stick of incense, a line of sword light appeared.
The bright sword light left the ground. During this period, everyone, including the bodyguards who knew some boxing and martial arts skills and the merchants passing by, were calm and calm, just drinking and having a lively discussion about which company they were in.
Sword cultivators from the mountains come here to practice their swordsmanship.
The swordsman has gone far away, and the night is deep. There are still few people taking a rest early by the lake. There are actually some naughty children, holding wooden knives and bamboo swords, competing with each other, randomly picking up the yellow sand, and chasing after each other with laughter.
Chen Ping'an drank the water from Baojing Mountain's deep stream in the sword-raising gourd and sat by the lake with his back against the bamboo box.
I saw a woman wearing a power fence leaving the team alone, squatting by the water, wanting to drink water and wash her face. She raised a hand with a string of snow-white bells hanging on her wrist. When she opened a corner of the power fence,
Chen Ping'an had already withdrew his gaze and looked at the dumb lake, which is said to be bottomless. It is rumored in the market that this small lake has not dried up for thousands of years. No matter how severe the drought is for several years, the lake level will not drop a foot, and no matter how heavy the rain continues, it will remain.
The water in the lake is not even an inch high.
When a ripple appeared in the center of the lake, first there was a small black particle, looking over there, and then quickly submerged into the water. The woman still seemed unaware, but carefully took care of her forehead and temple hair, every time she raised her hand or wrist
, a bell rang softly, but it was covered up by the noise of people drinking and having fun by the lake.
A huge whirlpool appeared silently on the lake, and then a strange fish that was more than ten feet long suddenly jumped out. Its body was as black as ink. It suddenly opened its mouth towards the powerful woman, its teeth as sharp as battlefield knives.
Chen Pingan sat cross-legged, motionless, holding his chin with one hand, looking at the man and the fish.
Eight people appeared at the same time from the eight directions of Dumb Lake, each holding a compass, and instantly smashed into the sand. Then they stood still, making fingers and feet, and in an instant, there was that silver line like a rope,
Shooting towards the center of the lake, when the silver rope converges at the center of the circle, a bright silver Bagua formation instantly appears on the lake surface, which can rival the brightness of the moon.
The eight people should be from the same school, cooperate with each other tacitly, each reach out to grab, and pull out a silver thread from the compass on the ground, then put their fingers together and move a little above the center of the lake, like a fisherman setting up a net to catch fish, and eight more silver threads fly out,
A cage was built, and then the eight people began to spin in circles, constantly adding arc "fences" to the talisman cage. As for the safety of the woman who was confronting the fish monster alone, the eight people were not worried at all.
The fish monster with its bloody mouth opened already realized something was wrong when the compass hit the ground, and quickly closed its mouth. However, the huge inertia caused it to still rush towards the Mi Li woman who had suddenly stood up.
The woman who refused to retreat but advanced took a step forward, jumped up high, and punched the fish monster, causing it to fall into the Bagua array on the lake. When the huge body touched the Gen Gua in the Bagua array, the top of the fish monster's head suddenly exploded.
A small hill was smashed down, hitting the fish's head. The poor fish monster was bounced towards Zhen Gua. Suddenly, electric light flashed, crackling and crackling. The fish monster jumped and slid, and fell into Li Gua. There was a raging fire.
Burning, it was so miserable, and then the fish monster tasted the array of spears and halberds poked out from the lake by ice picks, and finally transformed into the appearance of a little girl in black, running constantly, wailing and wiping his face.
Tears, I had to avoid fire dragons and ice picks, and occasionally I was hit by lightning bolts that made me twitch all over and roll my eyes.
Chen Ping'an couldn't bear to look at this scene, so he shifted his gaze slightly and closed one eye.
I have seen a lot of ferocious spirits that harmed one party. Regardless of their fate, when they first appeared, most of them were more majestic than the others, such as Ghost Valley, Fan Yunluo's chariot in Skinny City, and even the one that confronted the ghosts in Bronze Stinky City.
Every spirit has a group of minions to help it carry a big wooden board. Chen Pingan has never seen such a miserable creature before him.
Scene on the lake.
Apart from the immortal master, everyone at the lakeside was drinking heavily and cheering continuously. Those naughty children were also hiding beside their elders. Except for the big fish jumping out of the lake at first and opening its mouth to eat people, which was a bit scary, now it was like a
None of them are afraid. The biggest excitement in Baoxiangguo is when immortal masters catch monsters. As long as you see it, it will be more lively and festive than the Chinese New Year.
When the little girl, who was trying to stay one foot away from the Bagua formation on the lake, rushed into the Xun Gua, a log as thick as the mouth of a well fell down immediately. The little girl in black had no time to escape. She took a deep breath and raised her hands above her head.
, holding on to the log tightly, with snot and tears on his face, he choked and said: "That string of bells is mine. I gave it to a passing scholar who almost died. He said he was going to Beijing to take the exam, and he didn't have any
I gave him away because of the money, and promised to pay it back to me. It’s been more than a hundred years, but he hasn’t paid it back to me. Woo hoo hoo, you’re a big liar..."
Chen Pingxin believed the little girl's seemingly absurd words.
The fact that the water level of the Dumb Lake is neither increasing nor decreasing should be attributed to this fish monster girl whose real appearance is not very pleasant. Over the years, merchants and passers-by have stayed here overnight, and there have never been any casualties.
, in fact, whether it is a person or a ghost, whatever you say, is often inferior to a fact and a context. In any case, over the years, the local people and passing merchants should actually be grateful for her protection, regardless of
Whatever her original intention was, it should be like this, and she should be remembered for her love. However, it is only natural for an immortal master to subdue monsters and catch monsters, so Chen Pingan knew that there was nothing in her even when the fish monster showed its head.
There is no murderous intention, but he is probably greedy for the string of bells, and with a sense of joking, Chen Ping'an has naturally seen through the power fence woman. She is a hidden five-level martial artist... or maybe Baoxiangguo.
Six realms? In short, Chen Ping'an didn't stop him.
However, the string of bells on Mi Li's hand was originally belonging to the fish monster girl, which was somewhat beyond Chen Ping'an's expectation.
When the little girl revealed the truth, the Mili woman who had fought off the enemy with one punch stood on the edge of the small green lake and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I am not taking you back to kill you. This is the intention of the national master of Qiangou.
There is a lack of a river woman over there. The Imperial Master has taken a liking to you and needs you to take charge of water transportation. This is not entirely a bad thing. But I have agreed beforehand that I don’t want to deceive you. You are born as a monster in this lake and are naturally close to the water.
The possibility of shaping a golden body and becoming a He Po is greater than that of those beings who die as heroic spirits, but it is not a sure thing to succeed. There is no way. We have been friends with the imperial court of the Liangou Kingdom for generations.
I also gave you a large amount of fairy money. It was a bit unkind for me to take you away from Dumb Lake by force. The reason why I tell you this is that I think the scholar you gave me the bell to, the scholar Qiangou, was even more kind.
, not only did he have no intention of returning the bell to you, but he treasured it and made it a family heirloom. The bell was also a gift from his descendants as a national master of the Liangou Kingdom. For this reason, he was promoted to the first rank, and by the way, he helped his ancestors get a posthumous title.
.If you want to scold me, you can wait until you become a river woman and then scold her vigorously. Now you’d better just let it go, so as not to continue to suffer.”
The little girl in black was still holding the slowly falling log with both hands. When her feet were about to touch the Bagua array on the lake, she wailed more and more: "I'm about to become a boiled fish. You guys just like to beat me."
You bastard! I won’t go with you. I like here, this is my home, and I won’t go anywhere! I don’t want to move away and become a river woman. I’m still young, so what a woman!”
The Mi Li woman sighed and signaled to the other eight monks not to rush to close the formation, and said to the little water monster girl in a coaxing way: "Then let me discuss it with you? I can help you ask for help from the National Master.
Qing, I won’t earn that magical money for now, but you have to come back to my master with me or move to a new place. I can’t make this trip in vain. If I return empty-handed, my master will blame me. There is a place near my master.
A river now has a water god sitting in charge. You first have a look at what it is like to be a water god. If you think it would be good to be a river god one day, I will take you to the Imperial Master's Mansion. How about that?"
The little girl in black nodded slightly.
To be continued...