This ferry stops at the Xianjia Ferry at the southernmost tip of Tongyezhou, which is not too far from Jade Guizong.

Chen Ping'an went back to his house, ordered a pot of Caiyi Ferry's unique Xianjia wine, drank half of the pot, dipped his fingers in the wine, and wrote a line of words on the table, "He Qing Hai Yan, Shi He Sui Feng."

The last time I went to Tongyezhou, the cross-continental ferry was a treasure-eating whale with several secret places.

Now the upside-down mountain is gone, and Lutai’s whereabouts are unknown now.

At the Great Wall of Sword Qi, if Lu Tai showed up as "Liu Cai", it would make Chen Pingan's mood worse. But now that he has returned home, Chen Pingan will not be so afraid.

Chen Ping'an habitually posted a talisman to remove dirt at the window and started to walk around, trying to get familiar with the great ways of this world as soon as possible.

This is the sequelae of the Great Wall of Hedao Sword Qi. In the wild world, it would be overwhelmed, and in the vast world, the same is true.

For a pure martial artist, it is a great blessing. Not to mention walking around or sparring with others, even every breath is a boxing practice.

But for those who practice Taoism, the situation is more embarrassing. If Chen Ping'an didn't have the foundation of a martial artist, he would probably be lying on the ground by now based on his identity as a swordsman. However, as long as he is familiar with the operation of the Tao in the world, the impact will be

He is getting smaller and smaller, but once he fights for his life, there will still be many surprises. In short, Chen Pingan is now equal to half a demon monk, and he is in the small world of saints in the vast world.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes, as if sleeping but not sleeping, and walked slowly. Over the years of guarding the Great Wall of Jianqi, he relied on water to sharpen his kung fu and practiced boxing for more than three million times.

I plan to practice another 500,000 punches before returning to Luopo Mountain.

So I never dared to think twice about practicing boxing for tens of millions of dollars, but there is still great hope.

No one in the two groups of children in the two rooms on the left and right went out for the time being, so Chen Pingan continued to walk around peacefully.

At dawn, the Caiyi ferry was slowly hovering. It was said that it was passing by the largest pearl quarry on Luhua Island, and it would stay for an hour to buy various pearls with the monks on Luhua Island.

As long as the ferry passengers hold a green bamboo talisman sword, they can use the wind to go to the temporary fairy ferry at the pearl quarry. However, there will be someone on the ferry to lead the team. No one is allowed to leave without permission and travel alone, otherwise they will not be able to board again.

Since I like to wander around, I might as well go to Tongye Island alone.

Chen Pingan walked out of the house and went to the bow of the ship, but he had no intention of going to the pearl quarry. He just stood on the bow of the ship, wanting to listen to the monks chatting.

He previously wanted to buy a few copies of Shanshui Di newspaper, and the reply from the ferry was very clear and concise, no. If the money is not too much, the ferry steward is good at writing in small regular script with hairpin flowers, and he can write him a temporary copy. It is not expensive.

Just a fairy coin, Guyu coin.

This is obviously bullying a Tongyezhou monk.

The reputation of monks in Haoran Jiuzhou and Tongyezhou has probably been ruined.

Instead of spending fairy money on the pearl quarry, there is a pleasant mountain thing to do on the Caiyi Ferry.

The hovering position of the ferry is very particular. Deep below, there is a place where the water in the sea passes. There are fish in the sweet water where you can fish. If you are lucky, you can also meet some rare water creatures.

But if you want to enjoy this fisherman's fun, you have to pay extra and rent a green bamboo fishing rod secretly made by the Xian family with the ferry, a small summer coin, and half an hour.

Chen Ping'an saw that there were already two or three fishermen beside the boat rail, so he spent a small amount of summer money to follow the same example. He sat on the railing and threw a pole into the sea with a very long fishing line and a small porcelain jar of bait. Finally, he didn't have to spend any money.

, otherwise the ferry business would be too sinister.

Chen Pingan sighed. In the past, Cui Dongshan often talked nonsense around him, saying that the black and white words on the paper had profound meanings, and every word was a shadow.

So many years have passed, and until now, Chen Ping'an has not figured out the reason. He just feels that this statement does have profound meaning.

Chen Pingan raised his head and looked towards the night, where the wind and snow were getting heavier.

The sky does not know how many millions of miles the earth has gone. The sun and the moon hang in the sky, and the earth does not know how many millions of miles it has gone.

Chen Ping'an suddenly wanted to go to Tianmu to have a look. He could ride the wind and sword, or ride a talisman boat and ferry.

But when he thought that those children were still on the boat, Chen Pingan temporarily gave up the idea.

While he was fishing, Chen Ping'an was more concerned about the monks' conversations, but there was nothing interesting about them. They were all trivial matters and did not involve the world situation.

Chen Pingan's biggest worry now is that he is in his fourth dream.

Don't use the white paper method.

The biggest mystery of the white paper blessed land carefully created by the novelist is that the sentient beings in the blessed land, although they are white paper puppets, are really alive and can think and act according to the complicated context.

They are no different from real people. The only difference is that even if they are monks, they have no awareness of the passage of time.

So of course Chen Ping'an would be worried that from the first step he took out of Luhua Island's Cave of Creation, the people he saw after that were all blank sheets of paper, or even simply transformed by one person, and the sights he saw were all the legendary blindness.

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The world is vast, and when you are in it, you are like a good drinker. After drinking, you are half drunk. You are neither drunk to death nor really sober. Then there seems to be someone beside you, laughing and asking you if you are drunk and if you can drink again.

...how not to make people feel lost.

Senior brother Cui Chan can do this kind of thing, not to mention the great Li national master of Haoran Sanjinxiu, he can also do it.

What Cui Zhang and Cui Dongshan are best at is to collect their thoughts. Once their thoughts are dispersed, they turn into tens of millions. Once their thoughts are collected, they chat about a few. Chen Ping'an is afraid that everyone around him will suddenly become one person at a certain moment.

, he turned into a Confucian scholar in blue shirt with snow-white temples, he recognized his senior brother, he couldn't beat him, he didn't dare to scold him, and even a few slanderous words had to be seen through. Is it surprising or annoying?

A monk laughed loudly, suddenly raised his pole, and successfully caught a sweet fish. It was said to be a fish, but it actually looked like a big red turtle. It was the size of a basin, with four eyes and six legs, and there were bright pearls on its feet. The man peeled it off

Six beads, and then threw the sweet fish back into the sea. Soon a female monk wearing a Xiangshui skirt went to buy beads. The monk got a small summer coin, smiled brightly, and high-fived his friend beside him. The friend said

Good luck, this trip to Tongyezhou will definitely bring you unexpected surprises.

Chen Ping'an gained nothing and didn't care at all. His luck was so good that he felt a little guilty.

Another person caught an even older sweet carp, and this time the ferrywoman in Caiyi simply bought the whole fish with the man, spending three small sums of money.

Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked around. He saw the ferry steward standing not far behind him. He was wearing a high hat and a mysterious dress, which looked very ancient.

The steward introduced himself, "Huang Lin, the second enshrinement in Wusunlan."

Chen Ping'an asked in confusion, "Jinjiazhou Sect Wusunlan? When did a man worship him?"

The more than ten kinds of fairy colored paper stationery produced in Wusunlan have long been famous and rich among the fairy houses and wealthy families in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. Especially the spring tree paper and the group flower paper were sold even in the early years.

It's similar to the "dragon girl's fairy clothes and Xiangshui skirt, and the pearls on her palms that make the moon shine". As long as one thing can become a female immortal master and be the favorite of a wealthy lady, there is no need to worry about not making money. And a man, if he sees a piece of money, he will not be able to make money.

If you have a big millstone, you will probably spend a lot of money on the woman you like. There seems to be a shortage of such exquisite and cute objects in my family's Luo Mountain.

Huang Lin said, "Too many people died."

Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and clasped his fists.

Huang Lin suddenly laughed and said, "A Qi practitioner who dares to take nine children on a long voyage to the sea is afraid of death. I previously blocked fellow Taoists from boarding the ship, which offended me a lot. My duty lies with Haihan. I will pay for it myself later."

I asked someone to send a few bottles of wine to fellow Taoist monks as an apology."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Zhu Dao has a friendly demeanor."

Huang Lin laughed it off and left.

When the time came, Chen Pingan returned the fishing rod, returned to the house, and continued walking.

Half a month later, there was a lot of noise everywhere on the ferry. Chen Pingan opened the window and found that he had encountered a mirage.

It seems that there is a big mirage on the bottom of the sea. It exhales and forms a large continuous line of fairy palaces. They stand in the sea of ​​clouds one by one, with different heights and sparkling golden light. It seems like an ancient fairyland, with fairy houses everywhere. The fairy houses are connected in series.

On the road between the clouds in the palace attic, there is an endless stream of carriages and horses, both men and women of ancient appearance. Most of the drivers are burly armored golden men. There is also one of the most majestic palaces, with dozens of yellow cranes hovering above it.

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Chen Ping'an lamented for no reason, people say that divine objects become more spiritual as they age.

Ordinary mirages are mostly unobstructed illusions, but this mirage is obviously not the case. The aura is flowing, and the illusion is close to the truth. Caiyi Ferry seems to have encountered this mirage and chose to take a detour without hesitation.

After trying to circumnavigate for more than a hundred miles, the mirage scene kept blocking the way. There was an Earth Immortal monk who didn't know the importance of the pros and cons and wanted to find out. However, the steward Huang Lin dissuaded him from coming down, saying that this dying mirage was extremely hidden, even that

Immortal Cong Qian has been searching for it for several months, but has never found a trace. Moreover, this monster is now in the state of "Tao San", similar to the soul of a Jade Pu Realm monk who has been unable to suppress his Tao Qi leaking out.

Deeply trapped in the sea market, ordinary barrier-breaking talismans are completely useless, and what the big monster did today is very likely to show its viciousness. It wants to choose to fight to the death with the ferry before the avenue disappears.

The painted women on the outer wall of the ferry appeared one by one, and the green bamboo sword array was activated. The flying swords were like rain, breaking through the mist and mist that the big mirages had manifested, like a pocket sword boat.

In front of the ferry, a palace with vast clouds appeared out of thin air, and a white rainbow hung there.

This caused Huang Lin's expression to change drastically. The white rainbow in the world may not be so weird, but the white rainbow here has military power.

That big mirage really wanted to stop hiding its whereabouts, and finally went on a killing spree.

I just don't know if my ferry can support the immortal Congqian's rescue.

Chen Ping'an frowned slightly and followed the sages' method of deciphering characters. The character Hong was interpreted as a two-headed dragon, so the character "worm" was added next to it.

Chen Ping'an looked at it intently, and saw that the white rainbow really had two parts, the male and the female. The ancients regarded the rainbow as the obscene energy of heaven and earth, just like the toad in the ancient moon palace, which is the essence of the moon.

Huang Lin stood at the bow of the ship, and a hundred-foot-tall Confucian-clad Dharma appeared. Huang Lin's real body used his fingers as a knife to cut the palm of his hand, and used his own blood as the elixir material of the talisman. When Huang Lin wrote on his palm, the Dharma was high.

With one hand, a golden talisman appeared in the palm of his hand. Huang Lin calmly concentrated his energy to write the characters while saying loudly, "The Immortal Officials Edict Six Ding, Call upon the Water Minister Jiao Mirage."

In the palm of the hand of the Baizhang Dharma Sign, there are ten large characters on the talisman that say Dharma Sui. Golden light flows, reflecting in all directions. The mist and mist are like being illuminated by the sun, and a large area with a radius of several miles is like a large area of ​​snow melting in an instant.

Huang Lin cut the palm of his hand again and said in a deep voice, "Hold the Emperor's destiny for a long time, and the water objects will be imprisoned!" There were layers of halos around the palm of the Dharma Prime Minister's hand, and the golden light suddenly bloomed, and a heavy rain fell, more like a big pot.

Boiling water fell into the wind and snow.

In the midst of the mirage, a small city suddenly collapsed, and a huge figure secretly lurking beneath it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

A passenger traveling across continents turned out to be a hidden golden elixir bottleneck sword cultivator. He laughed and said, "Help fellow Daoist Huang to slay demons!"

It's just that this sword cultivator's sword practice method is quite weird. He was actually on a viewing platform, stepping on the Gang Steps with his feet, making sword skills with both hands, and then he exhaled gently and spit out a gleaming light from his mouth.

The Jianwan was castrated very quickly. After leaving the ferry for a hundred feet, the Jianwan, which was originally no more than three inches long, suddenly turned into a huge black sword engraved with the ink scroll of the Immortal Family, and the golden elixir sword cultivator was still stepping forward.

The fight continued, and finally a Beidou talisman formed under his feet, and a herring floated out of the water. The swordsman stepped on the back of the herring, and when the sword formula was finalized, he muttered something, "The mountain man is coming up from the fish sky.

The wise value the guesses of fools. The electric sword in the hand strikes the heaven, and cuts the long whale straight into the sea."

The flying sword that was destined to go to Gongque and Baihong, the sword was shining brightly, dragging out a god general wearing golden armor, holding a black giant sword, the electric light intertwined, one god and one flying sword, slashed straight away, trying to kill that

The white rainbow and the mirage were cut open together.

After one blow, the sound was like thunder, winds and clouds were surging, and the air was so violent that even the ferry shook and swayed.

The golden elixir sword cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood, stretched out his hand to hold the railing, and quickly collected the flying sword with his mind. Unexpectedly, a miasma that covered the sky and sun rushed out crazily, wrapping up the natal flying sword, and it was like a world between heaven and earth, disconnecting it.

After realizing the connection between the sword cultivator and his natal creature, the sword cultivator's face turned pale and colorless, and his heart was trembling. Huang Lin immediately used his magical power to help the sword cultivator find the missing flying sword.

Chen Ping'an had already gently increased the strength on his feet, making the two adjacent houses stable and unaffected by the qi machine.

However, unlike the other monks on the ferry, Chen Ping'an did not look for the huge figure that was hiding his eyes, but stared directly at the canopy in the southeast corner of the sea city.
To be continued...