Six hundred and seventieth eight chapters fifth(1/3)
Chen Pingan put away the four natal objects and asked: "What is your real name?"
Wu Diao was of course a name made up by this demon who had transformed from the outside. Even Youyu and Du Shanyin didn't believe it.
The white-haired boy was silent for a moment and said, "Frost is coming."
Chen Pingan asked casually: "Last name?"
The reason why we have this question is because of the demon clans imprisoned in those prisons. For example, the five great demons in the upper five realms, whose pseudonyms are Yunqing, Qingqiu, Mengpo, Zhujie, and Hou Changjun. Except for the last immortal who is extremely talented
Jing Da Yao has a surname, and the rest, even if they are pseudonyms, have no surnames. As for his real name, he will not reveal it easily.
The same goes for the middle five realm monster clan. No matter what the pseudonym is, unless Nian Xin uses the skills of a seamstress at the time of death, she can learn the real name from the golden elixir and Yuanying that were stripped out by her.
Pure warriors in the world of Haoran pay attention to reincarnation as a master, so the demon clan has regarded the matter of true name as a top priority since ancient times.
Bai Ze compiled the "Soushan Tu", revealed the true name and roots of the great demon, handed them over to the Lisheng, and then worked with the Lisheng to cast the cauldron on the top of the mountain. This was one of the key reasons for the demon clan's defeat that year.
Once the Savage World breaks through the Great Wall of Sword Qi and breaks into the vast world, then every natal character mastered by the Confucian saints will be a barrier to the demon clan.
The Sword Immortal Gezi, Zhuqi, Yusi, ?tan, and Liubai in Jia Shen Zhang all have no surnames. They are just waiting for surnames from Tuoyue Mountain. Moreover, their names are relatively uncommon and obscure, in order to avoid them as much as possible.
The natal characters of Confucian saints.
The white-haired boy shook his head and said with a smile: "I was born as a refugee in Aaizhou with a lowly status. I followed the surname of a wealthy family, so I don't mind mentioning it. In fact, I have an original name, which is Xiaocao. Later, my life became stable and I became a book boy for a rich young master.
, a private school master helped me pick up the name Shuangsheng, Qi Shusha, Yin Shining, which was not a very good name at all. I didn’t understand anything back then, but I was still very happy, and I always felt that it was related to books.
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The white-haired boy hung in the air, fell back, and crossed his legs. "The old master is also half of my preacher. He is a monk in the cave realm. In that small vassal country located in a corner, he can be regarded as a great immortal master. He
When I was young, I knew some rudimentary dragon-supporting skills and helped people make curtains, but I was unlucky and failed to succeed. Later, I became discouraged and became a teacher. I occasionally sold my writings to earn some private money. Once I traveled far away, and I
He said he wanted to travel around the mountains and rivers, but never came back. It was many years later that I found out that the old master went to a trouble-making temple and water house to help a friend who was an official seek justice. In the end, he failed to get justice and lost his life there.
, my soul was lit with krathong. In a fit of anger, I risked half my life and smashed the temple and the golden body of He Bo. I still couldn’t forgive my hatred and chewed the fragments of the golden body into my stomach. But the fight between the two sides...
The water flooded for hundreds of miles and affected the city. We were hunted down by the government and were in great embarrassment."
The demon, whose real name is Shuangjiang, smiled and said: "The grass is not proud of itself, but it has already created a mountain fault."
Chen Ping'an had never heard that in the history of Aai Aizhou, there was a great Ascension Realm monk named "Shuangjiang".
When it comes to all the monks in the upper five realms including Yu Pu, Immortal, and Ascension, Chen Ping'an doesn't know much except Aquarius Continent, Tongye Continent and Beiju Lu Continent. He dare not say that he has heard of them all, but he can only say that
After Chen Ping'an became a hermit official, he made a special effort to learn about the Ascension Realm monks in the world. Moreover, the secret records of the summer palace were piled up like a mountain. It was easy to follow the clues and not many were missed.
The white-haired boy stood up like a carp and laughed loudly: "This is a fresh story I just made up. Even if the Yinguan ancestor has heard of it."
Chen Pingan said: "I'm not sure whether the story is true or not, but I can confirm that you are probably from Qingming Tianxia."
The white-haired boy let out an oh, and suddenly said: "I know there is something wrong. I shouldn't say that I am being hunted by the government. Except for Qing Ming Tianxia, where officials must pay ultimatums, the imperial government in Haoran Tianxia does not have the courage, let alone the ability."
ability."
That world is very different from the vast world where hundreds of schools of thought contend. The Taoist family is the only one, and there are mostly court officials and Taoist priests.
Therefore, there will never be a scene of officials praying for rain. Local officials in Qingming World can use their magic to call for wind and rain, pray for blessings and eliminate disasters. The status of the gods of mountains and rivers there is not high. Although they will not be reduced to hard labor, they are
Compared with the God of Rivers and Waters in the vast world, the God of Tiger and Mountain has infinite scenery, which is very different.
Chen Ping'an said: "Taoist Sun from Daxuandu Temple and I once had the honor to travel together in Luzhou, Beiju, and we gained a lot. If there is an opportunity in the future, I must come to express my gratitude."
As a master of the Taoist swordsman lineage in the world, Taoist Sun was extremely skilled in Taoism and swordsmanship, but Chen Ping'an admired the old immortal's trick of pretending to be a ghost the most.
Perfect and superb.
Compared with Taoist Sun, he is still far behind.
The white-haired boy nodded, "I guessed it. The middle-aged Taoist in the wooden house is actually Sun Taoist's junior brother. The wooden statue is made from the ancestral peach wood of Daxuandu Temple, and the roots of the five-color mountains are borrowed from it.
Taoism is also the root of Daxuandu Guanjianxian's lineage. I am not blind and can see it. So Zhujie said that you have a good life, which is wrong and right."
If he wants to go to another world and visit Daxuandu Temple, it means that Chen Ping'an must reach the Ascension Realm.
Chen Pingan asked a key question: "Have you ever heard of the art of refining three mountains?"
The white-haired boy looked strange, "I've heard of it, I've just heard of it."
Chen Pingan asked again, "Then can I use this to refine the divine heart? This divine corpse was once the assistant officer of the ancient Fire God?"
The white-haired boy said with a smile: "I don't know if it can be refined. As for the body of the spirit, where do the attributes of the five elements come from?
The molten pool and the Great Wall of Sword Qi have never been touched, and they are still immortal after tens of thousands of years. I am not afraid that you cannot refine it, but I am afraid that after you refine it, your body and soul will not be able to bear it. Two major events, piecing together the five elements, and sewing clothes with your real name are all required.
If you don't believe me, just ask the twister."
Nuxin stood on the other side of the steps and said simply and neatly: "Unless I give up the gold urn and the jade book, all the words will be used to build the walls of the ventricle."
The two treasures of the Immortal Family are both of the rank of half-immortal soldiers, and they are the foundation of the great path of twisting the core. The price is not small.
Chen Pingan asked: "Conditions?"
Nuxin said: "You have always insisted on sewing only the upper body. Please give up this mentally ill insistence."
Chen Pingan said: "Refuse."
The white-haired boy rejoiced in his misfortune. He had been waiting for this good show for a long time and finally came on stage to sing.
Nuxin said angrily: "Chen Ping'an! If the thirty-two sewing points are only on the limbs and upper body, it will inevitably lead to imbalance. Do you think it's okay for you? As a sewing person, I look like this right now. What do you think I am?
Do you care about women who are taboo between men and women? You are a hidden official of the Great Sword Qi Wall, a Taoist who aspires to reach the top! Do you still care about this so-called defense between men and women?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Mind. In the eyes of Senior Nian Xin, I am just a sewing machine who has been skinned, cramped, boned and carved with characters. But in my eyes, Senior Nian Xin is still a woman after all."
Nuxin's face turned livid with anger, "Chen Ping'an, you are simply unreasonable!"
The white-haired boy was rolling around on the floor, laughing loudly, but he was suppressing it hard and did not dare to speak out.
It’s fun, it’s fun, and it relieves your anger.
Chen Ping'an cupped his fists and apologized, "Senior Nian Xin, please be considerate."
The twisting core disappeared in a flash.
Chen Ping'an is not too worried about giving up the twisting core and making the sewing work fall by the wayside.
But it is very likely that in the next sewing process, twisting the core will make you suffer more, and it will be unnecessary suffering.
As soon as the twister left, the white-haired boy was already sitting upright.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Senior Shuangjiang, why don't you continue to have fun?"
The white-haired boy lightly punched his heart with his fist, "My heart aches and my heart aches, my heart aches as I watch the ancestor Yin Guan being misunderstood by Twisting Core."
You call me your senior, and I call you my ancestor. Hello, brothers.
Chen Pingan asked: "If it is refined, will it have any impact on the prison?"
The white-haired boy nodded and said: "Of course, the prison will lose half of the overwhelming restrictions, but it doesn't matter, even if they are all gone, there is still an old deaf boy, and there is a prison officer in the distance, and the monsters are running around.
There won't be any trouble."
Except for big monsters like Yun Qing, there are only five Nascent Soul Sword Cultivators left among the middle five realm monsters in the prison. Without exception, they have been fighting for a long time and are very troublesome.
Chen Ping'an said: "Yunqing will most likely break the restriction and choose to leave the prison. Even if he only has a moment of freedom, he still wants to get out of the prison and see the ruins of the ancient battlefield. Po Meng is also willing to die under the executioner's sword instead of being treated like this by me.
Kill a nobody."
The white-haired boy rubbed his chin, "That's true, what should I do?"
Chen Ping'an looked at the other party. Didn't he say before that he recognized a good ancestor?
The white-haired boy lamented: "I'm just helping Patriarch Yin Guan keep an eye on those prison doors."
Chen Pingan said: "Senior Chengshan, help me say hello to the boss Sword Immortal, I want to refine things."
The old deaf child's voice rang in his heart, "Do you need to prepare some natural and earthly treasures?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No need."
In addition to Wucai Jingui Zao, Chen Ping'an also had the opportunity of "guidance" given by Master Huolong. After entering the Far Traveling Realm, it became increasingly obvious that he only needed to let the twisting core help peel it off, plus the Three Mountains Immortal Technique.
enough.
The white-haired boy looked a little gloomy, "You really don't plan to rise from the Three Realms to Yupu in one fell swoop?"
Once Chen Ping'an successfully refines it, it is very likely that he will cross a big threshold and be able to enter the cave realm.
To be continued...