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Chapter seven hundred and seventy-fifth meeting one meeting fourteen(1/3)

Looking at the silly and cheerful Xiaomi Li, Pei Qian felt a little helpless. Thanks to you, the right guardian of the mountain, otherwise, let alone Chen Lingjun, even a proud student like Cao Qinglang would be in trouble tomorrow.
Zhou Mili said goodbye and ran away to go to her house. When she came back, she brought a large bag of melon seeds and a small bag of dried fish.
Chen Pingan stood by the window, glanced at the sky, then twisted out a lamp-raising talisman and burned it slowly, no different from the previous two talismans. Then he pinched the sword formula with two fingers and silently recited the word "start", and a golden sword energy appeared like
The dragon swims around, and finally connects end to end, drawing a large golden circle in the house, creating a golden thunder pool and a forbidden area for spells. The atmosphere of the talisman array is almost like a small world.
Compared with Pei Qian's previous use of iron rods to draw gourds and gourds on the street, Chen Ping'an's formations were obviously more smooth and in line with Taoism.
An idea immediately popped into Pei Qian's mind: The way of heaven is mysterious.
When I was learning boxing in Zhulou, the old man who taught boxing often said that your qualifications, Pei Qian, were so poor that you were not even as good as your master, and you had no sense at all.
Even when Pei Qian became the world-famous Zheng Qian, he returned to Luopo Mountain and once sparred with the old cook. After Zhu Lian withdrew his fists, he happened to say something similar. Compared with the mountain master, you will always
A little less interesting.
Ning Yao cracked melon seeds and asked, "Is this a sword formation?"
Obviously Ning Yao also feels that this swordsmanship integrated with the formation is not simple.
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I learned it from others, I just added a little bit of my own swordsmanship and boxing skills."
This formation, which has never had a name, originated from student Cui Dongshan. The latter liked to use a flying sword golden spike, a relic of the Sword Immortal, to draw a circle and separate the heaven and the earth. It was very mysterious. Later, in Luopo Mountain, Chen Ping'an hooked up with Liu Jinglong.
, plus Cui Dongshan, Chen Ping'an took out a secret record copied from the summer palace, which has some connection with the thunder pond in Daixuan Mountain. It is just a written record, which is more "ancestral" and involves the Lei Ministry, one government, two academies and three divisions.
In one of the Dou Shuyuan Sword Washing Pools, Chen Pingan asked the two of them to look through the files. Finally, Liu Jinglong and Cui Dongshan worked together to perfect this formation. However, Chen Pingan is still used to adding a bit of his own boxing spirit when using it now.
, and the Eighteen Stops of Sword Qi taught by A Liang.
We are on a ferry, and we are living under someone else's roof after all. It is not appropriate to talk too much about Ascension City and Luolu Mountain.
Li Shilang's previous view of the mountains and rivers was revealed by Chen Ping'an's words. The two parties opened the skylight and spoke frankly. Since the Lord of Entry City was spying on the inn, it was actually a reminder.
It means that in this city, especially on this night boat, as long as the God of this world has the will, there is no unknowable knowledge.
When the next group of people were already inside the formation, Chen Pingan looked at Pei Qian, who immediately understood and reported a number.
Before Chen Ping'an "jumped up" and left Toutiao City, Chen Ping'an spoke from his heart like a riddle to Pei Qian, saying the word "page".
From the moment Chen Ping'an left the inn to find Ning Yao, Pei Qian was already distracted in counting and only waited for the master to ask before giving the number.
Ning Yao was a little confused.
Chen Pingan explained with a smile: "I'm afraid of being plotted and being kept in the dark without realizing it. If I'm not careful, my trip to Luzhou in Beiju will be delayed too much."
Chen Pingan put his fingers together, flicked his wrist, and took out another half-burned lamp talisman from the flying sword cage in the small world of his body. This was the same as the Qingniu Taoist Priest and the Qiu-bearded Guest, who were on the ferry.
There is no other cave. I lit a lamp. In the small world, there was a big difference from the lamp-lifting talisman hovering in the window. Finally, Chen Ping'an discovered a deeply hidden truth. He sneered: "There is indeed someone secretly hiding on this side of the ferry."
To control the speed of the passage of time, and if you want to remain unnoticed, just come to a place in the mountains for a thousand years. It is definitely not Li Juro from Toutiao City, it is most likely the ship owner."
Cui Dongshan's secrets can make the Taoist monks living in prison live like years, so naturally they can also teach the people in the situation what it means to truly live in peace.
Pei Qian felt a little numb after hearing this.
Imagine spending ten days and a half on a night cruise, leisurely visiting twelve cities, but what if you wait until you leave the ferry to realize that months, or even years, have passed in the vast world?
Chen Ping'an walked to the window sill and said loudly: "Excuse me, Li Julang, please tell the boat owner. It doesn't matter whether the night boat is approaching an entrance to the ruins or whether it plans to go directly to the wild world. Only the matter of changing the long river of time has been decided by me."
If you notice it, can you avoid it?"
The two lamp-raising charms that Chen Pingan lit earlier on the street and in the inn were to help the ferry. He mistakenly thought that Chen Pingan was self-righteous.
He who thought his Taoist skills were high enough and his magic skills were invincible in the continent became the founder of another sect. He thought he had far-reaching plans and had all the opportunities in his pocket. Only by relying on the longevity lamp of the ancestor hall, he was lucky enough to return to the world.
Climbing mountains and taking the spiritual path.
After Chen Pingan stood at the window for a moment, he turned to look at Ning Yao.
Ning Yao shook his head and said: "Either the captain didn't pay attention here, or the other party's Taoism is high enough that I can't detect any clues."
Chen Pingan nodded, sat back and asked softly: "How long can you stay in Haoran World for this trip?"
Ning Yao picked out three melon seeds from the mountain of melon seeds with his fingers.
Chen Ping'an banged the table with a loud bang, cursing and indignant, "Only three months?! Is the person in charge of the Confucian Temple now crazy, or is his brain flooded? Don't worry, who dares to rush you, I
Swear back!"
Ning Yao shook his head gently.
Chen Ping'an was shocked and said: "Only three days?!"
Ning Yao remained silent.
Chen Ping'an frowned, rubbed his chin, squinted his eyes, his mind was racing, and he began to think carefully.
Zhou Mili quickly gave a bunch of melon seeds to the mountain owner’s wife to crush more.
In an instant, Ning Yao's long sword left the box. She held the sword in one hand and suddenly slashed into the void in the room. Ning Yao had already swam away with the sword in an instant.
Ning Yao didn't use any words at all, and Ning Yao and Chen Pingan had never exchanged any thoughts. However, Chen Pingan had already followed Ning Yao's figure and disappeared without even needing to make eye contact.
The two parties came to a mountain top, which was exactly where Shao Baojuan stood when he met the captain of the ship.
But the middle-aged scribe and the sleepy monk were no longer seen. The mountain top was now deserted, but a futon was left.
Chen Pingan stretched his hand around his back and gently pressed against the scabbard behind his back. Yeyou, who had already unsheathed it for a few inches, returned it to the scabbard. He looked around and praised: "The cave in the pot, the great rivers and mountains, the handiwork is really not small, the master treats guests like this."
, it’s hard for people to return the favor.”
Chen Ping'an squatted down and looked at the futon carefully. It seemed that the captain had deliberately left it as a reward for solving the puzzle.
Ning Yao held an immortal sword "Zhen Tian" in both hands, overlooking a golden palace in the sea of ​​clouds, and said: "It is still difficult to catch this ship owner with just you and me."
"Being a guest means being a guest, and playing life-threateningly is a life-threatening way."
Chen Pingan left the futon, stood up and smiled with Ning Yao: "Go back."
Ning Yao held out a sword.
Over at the Entry City Inn, Ning Yao and Chen Pingan returned together.
Pei Qian had already sat on the bench next to Zhou Mili. Xiaomili kept eating half of the melon seeds in the same posture as before, acting like a fool. When the good mountain master and his wife returned, Xiaomili continued to eat melon seeds like flying.
, Chen Pingan said with a smile: "It's okay, I just went to an interesting place and almost met Master Zhang. Let's chat more casually next."
Chen Ping'an took out four pots of wine, two pots of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and a pot of glutinous rice wine from his hometown, and then took out four wine bowls and placed them on the table one by one. They were all guys from Jianqi Great Wall's own wine shop.
He handed the pot of glutinous rice wine to Pei Qian and said that you and Xiaomili can drink some today, just don't drink too much. He poured a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus wine for himself and Ning Yao, and asked tentatively: "Isn't there really only three?"
Oh my God?"
"It's three years. But I won't stay too long."
Ning Yao said: "Before I came here, I killed an ancient remnant with my sword, the 'One-Eyed One'. He seemed to be one of the twelve high-ranking gods in the past. I made a lot of merit in the Confucian Temple. I was able to kill the One-Eyed One."
"My guess is, it has something to do with me breaking through the bottleneck and reaching the Ascension Realm. It's not just a difference in one realm or a difference in swordsmanship, but the time and place are not all on the opponent's side, so it's much easier than the first time I ask for swordsmanship."
Breaking through the realm, ascending. Two swordsmen, the right time and place, the one-eyed man, the high-ranking god.
When she said this, Ning Yao's tone was calm and her face was as usual. It wasn't that she deliberately described the shocking things in a calm way, but for Ning Yao, there was nothing much to say about all the troubles that had passed.
Ning Yao said one more thing today, "It would be easier if you were here."
It's just that Ning Yao didn't say whether it would be easier for her to have the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall in Feisheng City, or whether it would be easier for her to have Chen Ping'an by her side. It could be both, it could be the same.
Ning Yao has nothing to be embarrassed about, because this is the truth.
Even the entire Feisheng City will not deny this fact. Especially the sword cultivators from the Yin Guan lineage, the martial arts cultivators from the Xingguan lineage, and the young sword cultivators from the Quanfu lineage all miss the man who left so many behind.
Interesting deeds, countless big and small stories about the young hidden official. Even if it is for various reasons, then
These swordsmen, who had no good impression of the second shopkeeper of the wine shop, who was a foreigner, would always talk about this person when they were drinking.
"You can defeat the second shopkeeper with just one punch", or you can go to the battlefield with flowers and flowers, they are both conversation starters and excellent food to accompany wine.
For example, even among the nine Sword Immortal embryos brought back to Haoran World by Chen Pingan, there will be children who don't like the young Yin Guan, and there are more than one. But no one denies that when facing the enemy, one's own camp, whether there are any around
When a hidden official sheathes his sword, he can help make plans, check for leaks and fill in the gaps. When he draws his sword, he can also be in danger and risk his life. The difference between the two is indeed not small.
Chen Ping'an felt a little guilty after hearing this. He raised his wine bowl, took a sip of wine, and picked up a dried fish from his family's Luolu Mountain as a side dish.
Ning Yao said: "In that new world full of opportunities, if anyone can kill the ancient gods, even if they are not in the top twelve positions, as long as they are more lucky, they can obtain a magical power. Taoist Shan Qing, Tong Yezhou female crown
Huangting and Liuxiazhou suffered from heat stroke in Shu. According to the intelligence from Feisheng City, they all had their own opportunities."
To be continued...
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