After entering Toutiao City, Chen Pingan was not in a hurry and took Pei Qian and Zhou Mili to travel together. He first took out a Yang Qi Lantern Talisman made of yellow paper from his sleeve, then made sword gestures with two fingers, and gently rubbed around the Talisman.
Chen Ping'an always observed the burning speed of the talisman attentively, counting silently in his mind. When a lamp-lifting talisman slowly burned out, he said to Pei Qian: "The abundance of spiritual energy is no different from that on the sea outside the ferry, but the speed of the long river of time passes by."
, it seems to be a little slower than the outside world. We try not to delay here for too long and leave here within a month."
Pei Qian nodded and understood. The giant ferry city under his feet was probably a secret realm of broken mountains and rivers similar to a small cave sky. It was just refined by an expert, just like Madam Qingzhong's Lushui Pit, which was already a small world.
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The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the city is very thin, so it is not a suitable training ground for refining energy. Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that someone or somewhere like Wanyao Sect and Sanshan Blessed Land swallowed up half of the spiritual energy, or even occupied more of it.
and luck, finally made a small world, like the sea returning to ruins.
Pei Qian looked at the flow of people on the street. He raised his gaze a little higher and looked farther. The pavilions and pavilions became clearer and clearer the farther away they were. It was so contrary to common sense. It seemed that as long as the spectators were willing, they could see the ends of the world.
Pei Qian's eyes finally fell on a corridor of a high-rise building in the distance. The back of a young woman who looked like a palace maid stood on tiptoes in the bright moonlit night, stretched out her arms, revealing a white jade lotus-like wrist, hanging
Under a bamboo strip lantern, the palace maid suddenly looked back, with a beautiful face. She smiled sweetly at Pei Qian. Pei Qian was not surprised by this, but his eyes slightly shifted. Farther away, between two colorful buildings towering into the clouds,
There is a covered bridge, like a colorful rainbow hanging in the sky. In the center of the corridor, stands a silver-eyed young man with antlers, his hands intertwined and placed across his chest, his big sleeves touching the ground, like a fairy.
The so-called emperor's son in the pavilion in the family books was looking at Pei Qian.
Pei Qian's eyes turned again, and he saw a gorgeous mansion built on a hill, with red tiles, carved beams and jade pillars. Among them was a woman whose silk dress was as shiny as moonlight and flowing water. She wore a golden crown and was leaning against the beauty.
Applying rouge, lightly tapping her lips, she seemed to be frightened when she noticed Pei Qian's gaze. She immediately picked up a fan, but she was curious, so she just covered half of her face with an exquisite fan painted with dense flowers.
Facing Pei Qian's face, she saw only half of the woman's bright red lips and half of her snow-white face. It seemed that she recognized that Pei Qian's appearance was not outstanding, so she raised her eyebrows slightly. The eyebrows were raised lightly but not frivolously, just slightly.
A bit provocative.
Pei Qian immediately put away his sight, rubbed his forehead, and just looked a few more times in the distance. He felt a little dizzy. Pei Qian refocused his eyes and picked out the closer scenery and pedestrians. The corner at the end of the street in front of him
, a team of cavalry patrolling the city appeared, headed by a horse, holding a long halberd on the horse. Both the people and the mounts were armored. The generals were wearing iron armor, as fine as fish scales. The road was congested and overcrowded. The armored generals occasionally raised the halberds in their hands and gently pushed aside the people.
He accidentally collided with a passer-by on the cavalry team, but the force was very clever and did not hurt anyone.
Pei Qian first briefly described what he saw to Chen Ping'an, and then said softly: "Master, these people in the city are a bit similar to the so-called 'living gods' in an ancient book of the Yu family, and 'half-dead people' such as the Fox Kingdom Talisman Beauty.
, and the paper figures in the White Paper Blessed Land are all different."
Talisman puppets are the most inferior. They are the finishing touch of the fairy family who rely on a little spiritual light from the talisman as a support to develop spiritual intelligence. In fact, they do not have a physical soul that truly belongs to them.
This was the first time Chen Pingan heard about "living gods". He was very curious and asked in his heart: "Living gods? How do you say it?"
Pei Qian was stunned for a moment and glanced at the master, because she mistakenly thought that the master was testing her own knowledge. When she was sure that the master really didn't know this statement, she explained the record in the obscure book. The most important thing was
In a word, the souls of living people are imprisoned in the water prison where the words are reflected, or in the prison mountain where the peaks are stacked. But the book does not say how to crack it.
Chen Ping'an nodded. It was a bit like Pu Yu's natal flying sword. It could switch between reality and reality in just one thought. But besides Cui Zhang and Cui Dongshan, who else in the world could manifest so many thoughts?
How can we support so many residents in the city to "talk to themselves" and "think to themselves"? Or is it that all the locals in Toutiao City have been used as a blank slate at the same time? It's a pity that Cui Dongshan is not around
, otherwise it is estimated that this student will only be like a fish in water when he arrives in this city?
In his early years, Chen Pingan traveled far away. Whether he was traveling with Lu Tai in Tongye Continent or meeting the scholar in black in Guixi Valley, he always hoped that the younger generations of Luo Luoshan would not be like him who did not study much and suffered too much. I hope.
One day, by going down the mountain to practice and rely on the books collected on the mountain to gain extensive knowledge, I will be able to gain some advantages in finding opportunities and avoid unnecessary accidents.
Now it seems that it was Pei Qian, the most unexpected disciple of Chen Ping'an, who was the first to achieve this. But of course this is inseparable from Pei Qian's excellent memory and his ability to learn boxing too quickly.
It seems that on the road of life, there are many "what I thought" and "just discovered".
Pei Qian knelt down and Zhou Mili took out the basket. The little girl in black went out this time, adhering to the principle of not showing off her yellow and white clothes. She did not bring the small golden pole with her, but only carried a green bamboo cane.
Chen Pingan and Pei Qian held the millet grains in the middle and walked into the bustling streets of the city together. Pedestrians on the road were chatting with each other, chatting about home affairs. Two of them were walking towards each other. Chen Pingan and the others gave way to the road. The two were quarreling.
As the armor light opens towards the sun and the golden scales open, some people quoted scriptures and said that it is better to face the moon. Another person was red-faced and couldn't argue. He suddenly threw out an old punch and knocked the person next to him to the ground. After the person who fell to the ground got up, he did not move.
Angry, he turned to argue about the authenticity of the post after the rain.
Pei Qian said softly: "Master, everyone is talking about the great elegance of the Middle-earth Divine Continent."
Chen Pingan nodded, "Look more and listen more."
The team of cavalry arrived on horseback, with both men and horses in full armor. They were fighting through thorns and thorns. Passers-by on the street avoided each other. The leading cavalry general raised his halberd slightly, but the tip of the halberd was still pointed at the ground, so it did not appear too condescending or overbearing.
The cavalry general said in a deep voice: "Who is coming? Tell me your name."
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said with a smile, "Cao Mo."
Pei Qian replied: "Zheng Qian."
Xiaomi Li followed suit and said, "Mute Zhou."
The cavalry general nodded and reminded: "No fights are allowed in the city, no buying and selling by force is allowed, and no one is allowed to ascend without authorization. There are no other taboos."
After some inquiries, there was no conflict. The cavalry turned their horses and continued to patrol the street. When they went to a nearby bookstore, Chen Pingan found that the books sold were mostly well-engraved local chronicles. After flipping through a dozen books, they were all
It is an old book from the ancient dynasty in the world. The "Tanzhou Prefecture Chronicles" in my hand is sorted and listed by dynasty according to the territory, ceremonies, famous officials, loyal martyrs, gardens, martial arts, etc. It is extremely detailed. Many local chronicles are also included.
Aristocratic families, squares, water conservancy, free schools, tombs, etc. Chen Pingan gently rubbed the paper with his fingers, sighed, and just bought books, it would be a waste of money, because all books and paper are manifestations of some kind of miraculous Taoism.
thing, not substance
, otherwise as long as the price is fair, Chen Ping'an really doesn't mind raking it up and buying it to Luo Luoshan to enrich himself.
Chen Ping'an kept picking up books and putting them down, but could not find any official records about the Dali and Daduan dynasties in the bookstore.
Just looking to buy, he is definitely not a customer that any store in the world would like, but Chen Ping'an is already prepared to be kicked out, and he also wants to roughly judge the age of the ferry through this matter.
The shopkeeper was a polite and elegant old man. He was flipping through books. He didn't mind that Chen Ping'an had ruined the books while he was flipping through them. After about a while, the patient old man finally smiled and asked: "Guests
Where did it come from?”
As soon as Zhou Mili heard the question, she remembered the previous reminder from the good mountain master, and the little girl immediately covered her mouth with both hands as if she was facing a formidable enemy.
Chen Ping'an rubbed Xiao Mili's head, and replied with a smile to the shopkeeper: "Come from outside the city."
"It's okay to say that it comes from the same place." The old shopkeeper shook his head and muttered to himself. He seemed to be too disappointed with Chen Ping'an's answer and stopped talking.
Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Shopkeeper, how many places in the city sell books?"
The old shopkeeper said helplessly: "How do you know this? The customers can tell jokes."
A thin man wearing a Confucian shirt walked into the threshold of the bookstore with a smile. He had a beautiful beard. He didn't even look at Chen Pingan and his group. He just walked to the counter and laughed loudly with the old shopkeeper: "That group of peaks
It must have stood upright thousands of years ago when the great floods in the valley stripped away all the sand and soil, leaving only huge boulders standing firm, so it stood erect and became the peak."
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, "Shen Xiaokan is very knowledgeable and has fantastic ideas. There is no doubt that he has the right solution."
The old shopkeeper immediately bent down and took out the pen and ink from the cabinet, and then took out a long and narrow piece of paper from the drawer, wrote these words, lightly rubbed the ink, and finally turned around to take out a book and sandwiched the paper between it.
The old shopkeeper closed the book on the counter and handed it to the old customer named Shen. The latter put it in his sleeve, laughed and left. As he approached the threshold, he suddenly turned his head, stroked his beard and asked, "Do you know about the Gap of the Jizuki Technique?"
Circle, hindering the technique, virtual energy receiving sound?"
Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head: "I don't know."
In fact, Chen Ping'an knew a little bit about it, otherwise he wouldn't have borrowed those books from Liu Mao at Huanghuaguan in Mirage City. But in this city, he didn't know what to do.
"Today's young people have no idea what's going on."
The man with a beautiful beard, who was called "Shen Xiaokan" by the shopkeeper, felt a little regretful and his expression was full of disappointment. He turned from stroking his beard to pulling at his beard, as if he was in pain, shook his head and sighed, and left quickly.
Chen Pingan left the bookstore with Pei Qian and Xiaomi Li.
Pei Qian said softly: "Master, Master Shen, and the book presented by the shopkeeper at the back, it seems that they are all... real."
Chen Pingan raised his finger to indicate silence and not to talk more about this matter.
Unexpectedly, the man with the beautiful beard had already turned around and walked over. Still unwilling to give up, he took out the book given by the old shopkeeper and asked again: "Young man, how many years has it been in the Dayan calendar now? If you know, I will tell you this
The book is for you."
Chen Ping'an smiled and took out a Xiaoshu coin from something close at hand. It was something he had treasured for a long time. He raised his right hand and opened his palm. On one side of the fairy coin was a seal with the words "I always envy the jade man in the world".
Collector Shen's face changed slightly. Chen Ping'an picked up the Xiaoshu money with his left hand and was about to turn it over. As soon as the bearded man caught a glimpse of the word "Su" on the back, he became worried. He turned around and waved his hands repeatedly: "The little thief is cunning.
, I’m scared of you. Go, go, let’s just say goodbye and never see each other again.”
Chen Pingan put away the fairy money again, and Pei Qian blinked, "Master, are you really that person who likes to carve on cliffs everywhere, 'I served here'?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I just don't know why I stay here. But I thought this old master would get angry and hit me in the face with that book."
Zhou Mili sighed with emotion: "People's hearts are really unpredictable and the world is dangerous."
Chen Ping'an patted Xiao Mili's head and said with a smile: "The official world is ups and downs, the clouds are treacherous and the waves are treacherous. The world is indeed dangerous."
To be continued...