Chen Pingan suddenly stood up, his vision suddenly became clearer, and he respectfully clasped his fists towards a visitor in the distance.
The boss, Sword Immortal, is no longer here, and he is equivalent to half a guest and half a host of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Of course, he needs to help entertain the guests.
Chen Pingan glanced around and saw an unexpected old man appearing on the vast land in the south.
Chen Ping'an had no idea what kind of magical power the other party had used to directly make the landscape restrictions carefully set up by Jiazi Zhang become useless.
Once the realms are too different, it is useless to think too much.
I really envy the old man who cut off his eyes and left them in two worlds. The world is so big. If you want to travel far away, where can you go? If you want to go back to your hometown, who can stop you? If you want to thank guests behind closed doors, who dares to come?
at home?
Sure enough, this is how you should climb to a higher level in cultivation.
When Long Jun saw this person suddenly appearing, he felt a little solemn as if he were facing a formidable enemy.
A gray robe floated to the top of the southern city, and a vague figure was condensed with sword energy. Lord Long did not speak a word, but just stared at the only exception in the wild world.
This old blind man with perverse temperament has been abiding by the rules for thousands of years. He just guards his one-third acre of land. He likes to drive the taboo demon and the golden-armored god to move hundreds of thousands of mountains, saying that he wants to build a
A clean and unobtrusive picture of mountains and rivers.
Long Jun was wary of this person, but not at all in awe of him. In fact, Long Jun and the old blind man had known each other for a long time, and they knew each other well. They were once good friends. However, they were both old, but they could not become old friends in the end.
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Li Zhen was more sensible. When he saw something bad, he was worried about the consequences of the fight between gods and immortals. He immediately ran away with his sword without saying a word. He went all the way north and even hid directly at the gate. He joked with the man holding the sword and finally asked Zhang Lu if he had any
Drink wine.
The Great Sword Immortal Zhang Lu, who was sitting cross-legged on the horse-tethering post, threw a pot of Yulong Sect's Immortal Wine to Li Zhen, saying that it was sent by Xiao Xun's entrustment. You should drink it sparingly. I am just swallowing it now.
It's like mud and has accumulated more than two hundred jars.
Li Zhen felt that the customs and customs of later generations in the Sword Qi Great Wall were really ruined by foreign scholars like A Liang and Yin Guan. Nowadays, their sword skills are not very good, but they are more talkative than the others.
Li Zhen leisurely drank wine, bent his fingers, and lightly tapped the horse-tethered column, "In front of the door and behind the door, there are a total of four pillars. In history, dragons, oxen, horses, and apes have been tied up respectively. It's a pity that we have to overcome this gate for the time being.
Otherwise, that old man Yuan Shou Ling Ling has been coveting it for thousands of years. If he passed by this place before, he would definitely break one of the pillars and put the other three pillars in his pocket."
Zhang Lu said with a smile: "In the final analysis, it's not the concubine who is looking up that can't beat your master."
That Yuan Shou was one of the Great Demons of the Throne. He wielded a sword and carried a long stick on the battlefield. His arms were as long as those of apes. His hands were filled with rough stones. They were all majestic mountains that had disappeared out of thin air in the history of the wild world. They were first aliased.
Yuan Shou's great demon was moved away with his natal magical power, and then carefully refined into a bracelet of stone beads.
This time Yuan Shou went to Haoran Tianxia, ​​and he had already visited Tongye Continent in the southeast and Fuyao Continent in the southwest. Everywhere he went, any hilltop with the Patriarch Hall, no matter how big or small, was smashed with a stick.
Li Zhen jumped onto another cattle-tethering post at the gate, sat cross-legged like the great swordsman Zhang, drank a sip of wine, and thought about how to trick him into getting a second pot.
Zhang Lu asked: "The big moon in your family is one less. I went back and forth twice on credit before, and my breath was bad. Why, she had a fight with Chen Ping'an? She looks seriously injured."
Li Zhen nodded and said regretfully: "It's just a small loss. Sister Qiangyue is so powerful. Beating the 11th one at the bottom is not easy. She was really angry. She beat Master Yin Guan to his knees in just three or two blows.
I kowtow to the ground and call my aunt. A lifetime of fame has been ruined in one day. Fortunately, not many people have seen this, just me and Long Jun. And I am the kind of person who is tight-lipped and likes to keep things to himself, unless... someone
Invite me to drink and chat a little longer."
Zhang Lu smiled and said: "I shouldn't give you wine."
Li Zhen said: "I heard that you and Chen Pingan are old acquaintances? Have you met many times?"
Zhang Lu patted the dragon stake under his buttocks and said, "As a gatekeeper, don't foreigners coming and going have to meet me?"
In the original Thirteenth War, Zhang Lu was defeated and was demoted to guard the gate here.
Li Zhen raised his head and looked at the sky, put the wine bottle in his hand gently on the top of the pillar at his feet, and suddenly laughed in his heart: "Look at the gate, Brother Zhang Lu is right, but not entirely right. He chopped it off and finally left
It’s not without reason that I landed in your hometown. And the little Taoist boy seems to have thrown a futon casually and sits near this ox-tethering post every day, passing the time. There is a way and a law to follow."
Li Zhen turned his head with pity on his face, "You always seem to be so uneasy, so it's not a good idea to always end up like this."
Zhang Lu actually threw a pot of Luhua Island's stored fairy wine to Li Zhen.
Li Zhen smiled in surprise and said: "I thought I would never be able to drink the immortal brew of Zhang Dajianxian again."
Zhang Lu said: "It's so rare to tell a few truths from the truth. You should have wine to drink."
Li Zhen placed the jug with wine and the empty jug at his feet, one on the left and the other on the right. He looked a little sad for the first time and murmured: "It is better not to remember than to remember, and it is better not to know than to know."
Only those who are truly knowledgeable and have attained the Dao will truly be afraid of the impermanence of the Dao.
Zhang Lu smiled and said: "It seems that Chen Ping'an defeated Qiangyue, which makes you feel bad."
Li Zhen looked at his hand and smiled at the great swordsman who was drinking: "In the past, I wandered beside the osmanthus tree and lowered my fishing hook for human poetry. Now I raise my head and look at the bright moon. The land swordsman drinks the heavenly fortune. To suit the occasion, I will write a poem
Doggerel Let’s have a glass of wine with you. Don’t leave an old friend without a broom.”
Zhang Lu waved his hand and said: "Get lost."
Li Zhen sighed and had no choice but to open the pot of wine, raised his head and chatted with Huan Bo in silence.
I don’t know what the old blind man wanted when he came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
If the old blind man and the dragon king fought risking their lives and caused the river bed to change its course, chaos would become even more chaotic.
What does it have to do with me to laugh at the truth?
Li Zhen cried again, why am I here?
Zhang Lu glanced at the young swordsman, and it seemed that Chen Ping'an still couldn't get any advantage.
The young hidden official who had been trapped in one place for a long time did not lose his mind, but the disciples of Tuoyue Mountain who were completely free were about to go crazy.
Chen Ping'an did not stand on the top of the high city all the time. He took a step forward and fell sharply. He wanted to fall straight to the ground, but he never thought that before his feet touched the ground, he received a sword from Lord Long without any warning.
Longjun, the old dog is too vengeful.
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to change his mind slightly and appeared in the strokes of a large character on a city wall closest to the ground.
Try to stay as close as possible to the old man.
It is too disrespectful to speak to an old senior at the top.
Whether the seniors care or not is a sign of their magnanimity. Whether a junior cares about something or not is a sign of their tutoring etiquette.
This is not only true for the boss swordsman and the old blind man, it is true for Chen Ping'an in all corners of the country.
There was a listless old dog lying at the old blind man's feet. He was bored and raised a dog's paw to gently scratch the ground.
Chen Ping'an just couldn't break the ban on the Jiazi tent, otherwise he would definitely call Senior Long Jun from the bottom of his heart to come and see his relatives, the one on the ground.
The old blind man first said to Long Jun: "If you don't want to fight, I will have a few words with Mr. Yin Guan."
Long Jun nodded.
Although the old blind man has a bad temper, he can always trust what he says.
Then the old blind man turned his head and said, "Which one is more comfortable for you to speak, the dialect of the Sword Qi Great Wall or the elegant dialect of the wild world?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Follow your seniors."
The old blind man smiled. Chen Qingdu really liked this kind of junior who was round on the outside and square on the inside, who seemed to be easy to talk to.
Chen Qing doesn't like to talk to others about his true feelings, and he has done so since ancient times.
Just like A Liang crawled all the way in his early years, sneaked up the mountain, and showed off blindly in front of his house, saying that a man who only likes to drink alone must have many stories.
Of course, in addition to boasting and flattering, A Liang said that the hosts and guests were all men with stories, and he also wanted to deceive some old people from his side.
old things.
The old blind man didn't even allow him to fulfill his wish. As for the wine that A Liang came to bring, it was nothing if he didn't drink it.
The old blind man suddenly kicked the old dog at his feet and cursed: "If you have ascended to the realm, how can you never see money if you don't have money?! Or is there shit on the ground to eat?"
The old dog was almost able to dig out a lost magic weapon of acceptable quality from the depths of this battlefield site.
After a few rolls and a whimper, it simply lay on the ground and stopped moving.
Chen Ping'an smiled as usual, it was true that a great demon in the Ascension Realm and a junior in the Nascent Soul Realm were competing for some natural and earthly treasure to gain face.
The sickly old dog opened his eyelids and glanced at the young hidden official in a bright red robe. He heard from the swordsmen who were visiting the mountain that this young man is the master of picking up money. You old blind man
You are really blind. Instead of scolding outsiders, you scold your own dog.
The old blind man asked the young man in the most elegant language of the wild world: "How do you know the hiding place of Xieyue? She has been hiding in Tuoyue Mountain for a few years, so she should not be in the summer palace.
To be continued...