The female sewing figure appeared, and the sword-light fence disappeared instantly.

Chen Pingan walked forward and found that she had no intention of leaving. Chen Pingan stood at the door with his back to the miserable woman and was about to speak.

Nian Xin said: "Did Lord Yin Guan overestimate himself? Or was it because of his face that he didn't want outsiders to see the cruel methods of a Confucian disciple? It's not necessary."

Chen Pingan nodded and rolled up his sleeves again.

After about a stick of incense.

Nian Xin looked at the back of the figure squatting on the ground.

Of that Dragon Gate Realm monster, only one head was still intact. Under the neck, the rest was a puddle of mud, but it was not fatal. The skin, flesh, muscles, bones and soul were gradually advanced layer by layer, with leisurely techniques.

It seems that the young Yinguan suffered a lot in his martial arts training, and he has the meaning of "having become a doctor after a long illness, and becoming an expert".

So much so that even the Dragon Gate Realm monsters, who are physically and mentally strong enough, are pleading "Kill me, kill me."

Chen Ping'an just cut out one of the demon's eyeballs, crushed it gently, wiped his forehead with his fingers a few times, and asked: "Do the human forms transformed by this demon have their own subtleties?"

difference?"

Nian Xin nodded and said: "It's not just the demon tribe that has differences in human transformation, it's also us who study the world's Taoism. It has the same origin but different streams, and it has divided into thousands of tributaries. It can be hailed as the 'authentic way to reach the sky'.

You can ignore the influence of forks in the road as much as possible, followed by the side path, followed by the evil path, and you can climb the mountain. The difficulty is different, and there are differences between high and low. The more authentic, the more accurately you can grasp the context of the human body.

The fewer detours, the reason couldn't be simpler. The road is wide, the spiritual energy flows abundantly, and the traffic is busy, just like a march, the momentum is great. If it is a narrow path, rugged and steep, the spiritual energy movement is limited after all. But there are no absolutes in things, and amazing people with extraordinary talents,

If you are not restricted by this reason, you can still reach the top via the trail.”

Chen Ping'an stretched out a finger, put it against the forehead of the demon clan, and gently drew it downwards, like a knife cutting through it, and then gently opened the face.

Nian Xin saw that his movements were gentle and very steady. The key was that his state of mind did not have any ripples, no resentment, no sadness or joy. He was simply a perfect candidate for sewing and executioner.

Among the ten types of monks listed by Haoran Tianxia, ​​executioners and tailors have many similarities and similarities.

Nian Xin reminded: "You are not qualified to let me sew clothes if you are in the Longmen realm with such a weak body."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I know. I'm just warming my hands because I plan to learn sewing skills from Senior Nian Xin."

Nian Xin shook his head and said: "I advise you, Master Yin Guan, not to get involved in this way easily. You will only be hated by heaven and earth and hinder the avenue. A warrior who becomes a god and a swordsman who reaches the sky is the Yangguan Avenue that a Yin Guan should take."

Chen Pingan poked his finger into the demon monk's forehead, stood up and said slowly: "There are no restrictions on the technique, just be determined. Evil people have their own evil people, evil people only have evil people's trials, just one word difference,

The two statements, the former is too helpless and the latter is too absolute, I think both are wrong."

The twisting core is silent.

Chen Pingan walked out of the prison and went to the next prison.

According to the records of the summer palace, he just punched as he pleased.

Different methods, the only similarity is that you will first self-register the number.

Haoran the world, Chen Ping'an.

Nuxin followed the young man and watched the whole process from beginning to end.

For the dead earthly immortals and monsters, Twisting Core would open the embroidery bag hanging from the waist, take out different fine needles and daggers, and dispose of the body. The young hidden official would stand aside and watch.

The Yin God who twists the core is out of the body, which is very strange. The Yin God is as small as a mustard seed and cannot be seen. The Yin God still holds an even smaller natal object "embroidery needle".

When Chen Ping'an faced a demon clan member from the Jindan realm, he allowed the opponent to attack with all his strength without fighting back.

When confronting a Jindan sword cultivator, Nian Xin was surprised to find that the young Yin official disappeared out of thin air, seemingly cutting off a small world.

After removing Feijian's natal magical power, while watching Nian Xin dispose of the body, Chen Ping'an asked: "Senior Nian Xin, how many of the ten types of qi practitioners, including sewing people, have you seen with your own eyes?"

The hands of the twister are constantly moving, skillfully selecting the tendons and marrow, cramping and knocking the bones, and the movements are smooth and flowing, but it has little to do with pleasing the eyes.

Nian Xin told the young hermit official some secrets that were not recorded in writing even in the summer palace. The lone knights in the South China Sea who carried dragon king baskets to capture tired dragons and steal water transportation were serving a monarch who had sex with the Great Celestial Master Fire Dragon.

The great demons that have passed through, even the slightly superior Huolong Zhenren, have been knocking at the gate for ten years, but they can't break through the ancient landscape formation called "Lushui Keng" on the bottom of the sea. It is said that the ruins were once the ancient water god's palace.

One of the main palaces.

When Chen Pingan heard this, he said: "Master Huolong is indeed a well-deserved master of the world."

Nian Xin did not raise his head and asked casually: "Have you met Mr. Yin Guan and Master Huo Long?"

She was "carving" to imprison the heart that was cut open by the young Yinguan, and a demonic golden elixir hanging next to it.

Her subtle yin spirit is threading the needle.

Chen Pingan snorted.

Nian Xin raised his head and stopped his movements, "Master Huo Long is the one who killed my master."

Chen Pingan did not answer, "Senior, please continue. I am not interested in the past grudges of the world."

Nuxin's eyes were still on Chen Ping'an, and her eyes were getting a little hotter.

Chen Pingan accepted his fate. Of course, he could not only allow himself to collect debts from the great demon Qingqiu, but also allow Nian Xin to settle accounts with him.

Nie Xin continued to talk about those weird things.

Perhaps it was because he had lived in prison for hundreds of years and rarely met a living person. This sewing man was not stingy with his words.

Those refining tombs and ancient tombs caused Yin soldiers to pass through as "passers-by". Those with high realms, once they tear off their natal flags and make a desperate move, can change the world and change the land thousands of miles away directly into the place of Yin and Underworld.

There is also the voluptuous corpse, whose charm is even better than that of a fox. It is half human and half ghost, difficult for gods to detect, and it likes to have sex with others the most. It’s just that the voluptuous corpse rarely appears, but every time before its whereabouts are revealed, it is destined to be recorded in the history books.

He left behind many deeds.

There are also flower thieves on the mountain who specialize in hunting down the essences of plants and flowers and refining them into elixirs. The twelve flowers are used to refine small elixirs. If they capture 108 flowers and trees, they will be refined into great elixirs. Their methods are extremely vicious and effective.

But it is shocking that he is a life-or-death enemy with the Hundred Flowers Paradise. According to legend, the originator of the flower-picking bandit had a hidden love and hatred with the flower owner of the Hundred Flowers Paradise. Many sanctimonious genealogy masters were eradicated in name, but in reality

If you collect them as offerings, your financial resources will expand, and you will make a lot of money every day.

When Chen Pingan heard this, he asked curiously: "Do those goddesses in the Baihua Paradise really have the true spirits of ancient flowers among them?"

Because I think of the Heavenly Official Goddess in the Skeleton Beach Mural City.

Nian Xin nodded and said: "I once caught a flower-picking thief in the Nascent Soul Realm, and took it to the Hundred Flowers Blessed Land in exchange for a key magic weapon. I can confirm that the four life master flower gods are indeed long-lived, but they are blessed places.

The owner of the flower is the one who comes last."

At this point, Nian Xin glanced at the young man and said, "A poem attributed to scholars."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Reciting poetry and writing has always been something I'm not good at. It seems I'm destined to miss the Paradise of Hundred Flowers."

Nian Xin said something inappropriate, "Are you sure you can return to Haoran Tianxia alive?"

Chen Pingan said: "Fight for it."

Nuxin continued to say that the Plague God was not really a pure good or evil. He was born pitiful and hated by gods and ghosts. He was defeated by the Great Dao and almost everyone could not help himself. Either he would be imprisoned by a righteous Qi practitioner and spend the rest of his life with him.

Isolated from the world, or raised by evil monks since childhood, they serve as puppet accomplices, threaten the court and government, and serve as cash cows. Once thrown on the battlefield, they are extremely lethal and have endless troubles. The plague spreads, all life is devastated, and not a single blade of grass grows within a hundred years.

The miasma is everywhere.

And the Dove Immortal, as the name suggests, is good at occupying magpie's nests with doves. Any Qi practitioner in the world can be used as a magpie's nest by them, and the seeds of mustard seeds can be rooted in the hearts and minds of others without anyone noticing. There is still a kind of crossing.

The teacher, who travels between the Yang world and the underworld without authorization, is the most secretive. There is also the debt collector, who specifically targets those foolish people in the urban and rural areas. He can pass on the karma to the enemy and secretly collect the incense of the family and temple.

.Finally, there is the mirror seller, who travels all over the world, specializing in capturing and refining the shadows of ordinary people, arbitrarily arresting people's souls, determining people's fate, and cutting off people's good fortune to use for himself.

Regarding the mirror seller, Nian Xin also told a rumor that was not true or false. In the history of Haoran Tianxia, ​​there was once a talented mirror seller who tried to refine the shining moon into a makeup mirror.

Once it is completed, everyone in the world, whether ordinary people or religious people, will look up at the "mirror", and the consequences can be imagined.

After listening to these weird inside stories on the mountain, Chen Pingan sighed softly: "Those who have attained the Tao will live a long life. As long as they are willing to move around, there will always be endless strange people and strange things in the mountains and rivers."

While the two parties were talking, Chen Ping'an also saw the natal object of the twister, which was the ten embroidery needles held by her Yin God. There were extremely thin and colorful rays of light trailing at the tails of the needles, which happened to be aimed at the three souls and seven embroidery needles respectively.

soul.

After Nian Xin finished what he was doing, the out-of-body Yin Shen returned and stood up and said: "I did a rough calculation. If you can kill more than sixty monsters, I can mend thirty-two places for you. You are pure

Wu Fu, so the palms, palms, backs of hands, and five fingers all need to be moved. The facial acupoints are mainly a pair of eyes, and the heart is naturally the highlight. I will use needles and threads to penetrate them, and twist the heart. It may take a long time, and the back

Mainly focusing on the spine, after peeling off the skin, I have to pull out the entire spine to more than an inch. It's okay to say that the three souls and seven souls are the key, and after sewing and dressing, the real hardship begins."

Chen Pingan's face was expressionless.

Nuxin nodded. He is not old and courageous.
Chapter completed!