Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd, took a sip of wine, looked at the plaque on the archway at the foot of the mountain, and said: "The writing is not very good, it is not as beautiful as the apricot blossoms on the roadside."
This sect, named Suoyun, is located in the north-central part of Luzhou, Beiju. It is good at subduing ghosts, refining mountain incense and painting door gods.
The Xianjia sect in Luzhou, Beiju, is the only place among the Nine Continents where every household builds formations for their respective ancestral halls, and they spare no effort. On Biezhou Mountain, the focus is mostly on maintaining a mountain-protecting formation, and more on
Set up a symbolic landscape ban on the Patriarch Hall.
Liu Jinglong asked in his heart: "What should I say next?"
It was Liu Jinglong's first time to do this kind of thing to ask the Sword Master Hall. Originally, he meant that the two of them did not need to fall on the mountain gate, but stopped in the air directly against the wind, and held out a few swords with Chen Ping'an from a distance.
Once the Patriarch Hall is divided into two, we can call it a day and return home.
As for the Suoyun Sect's Patriarch Hall Formation and the landscape restrictions on several major mountain peaks, Liu Jinglong discussed them in detail with Chen Ping'an on the way here.
However, Chen Ping'an didn't agree. He said that he would accompany you all the way to Yufeng for such a long journey, but in the end he only managed to cut off one or two swords before running away. Did you, Liu Jiuxian, get drunk and talk drunkenly?
Chen Pingan said: "What should I say? Go up the mountain, and we will walk all the way to the entrance of the Patriarch Hall before drawing out the sword."
Liu Jinglong's natal flying sword is one of the strangest among the flying swords that Chen Pingan has ever seen. Dao Xin Sword Intent is the "rule". Just hearing the name, you know it is not to be messed with.
What's more, a set of "rules" can create a small world of its own. It seems that with just one natal flying sword, it can be used as Chen Ping'an's caged bird and the moon in the well. The comparison between people is so irritating. Fortunately, they are friends. Drinking and drinking.
However, Chen Pingan endured it.
Liu Jinglong reminded: "I can accompany you to Yangyun Peak, but remember to hold back your fists and feet."
Chen Pingan pinned the sword gourd to his waist again and said with a smile: "There are a lot of them."
The ancestral mountain of the Suoyun Sect in front of them was extremely magical. It was shaped like a piece of dead wood, with cracks protruding from all sides. Half of the mountain was cut off from the way, leaving only one side curling up, and then turned into several peaks, high and low.
They are different. One of them looks like a pen stand. The mountain is green and green, as if a group of mushrooms are sprouting. It is vaguely visible. There is a book on the cliff called "Xiao Qingzhi Mountain". The other peak is extremely steep, with holes on the top and rugged walls, like a moon hanging on the horizon.
, and the mountain where the Suoyun Sect’s ancestral hall is located is the highest in the middle, named Yangyun Peak.
The most senior patriarch of the sect, who is in the Immortal Realm, is named Wei Jingcui, and his Taoist name is Fei Qing.
The current leader of the clan, Yang Que, is in Yupu Realm, with the Taoist name Guan Mei. There is also Cui Gongzhuang, the chief guest of the Nine Realm Warriors. I don’t know if he is on the mountain at the moment.
It is a large sect.
In addition to the two Upper Five Realm commanders, each peak also has several long-famous Earth Immortal monks.
Chen Pingan asked tentatively: "There are so many powerful enemies on the mountain. Do you really not need a drink of wine to calm down?"
Liu Jinglong laughed and said: "There are a lot of old debts, and I usually don't curse people."
Wei Yeyou from East Baopingzhou, Liu Jiuxian from Luzhou in the north.
In the final analysis, who do you owe it to?
Chen Ping'an patted Liu Jinglong on the shoulder, "Yes, don't curse. We are all scholars. Swearing while drunk is a taboo at the dinner table, and it is easy to beat the bachelor."
Chen Ping'an visited Suoyun Sect this time and was impressed by the old man Zhang. On the way, he had already changed into a Taoist robe that he picked up from somewhere and wore a lotus crown on his head. After finding the concierge, he called the Taoist priest and said straight to the point:
"If you don't want to change your name, you won't change your surname. My name is Chen Haoren, and my Taoist nickname is Wudi. The disciple next to me is named Liu Lili, and I don't have a Taoist nickname for the time being. Master and disciple have nothing to do. They have traveled here all the way. They are used to walking on a straight road. You guys lock
The ancestral mountain of the Yun Sect has accidentally blocked the road, so Pindao and this unqualified disciple want to demolish your ancestral hall, so please let me know so as not to lose etiquette."
The concierge at the foot of the mountain of Suoyun Sect was a monk with a young face and a sea-viewing realm. In fact, he was quite young and was used to the wind and rain. After hearing this, he was still dumbfounded and could not recover for a long time.
The old Taoist in front of me spoke a proficient and authentic Beiju Luzhou Daya dialect. Naturally, I could hear his words clearly and understand them. However, every word was so stringed together that everything seemed to be wrong. Suddenly, the concierge unexpectedly
There was no time to get angry and chase them away. Then the concierge couldn't help but laugh. There was no need to be angry. Instead, he just thought it was fun. Two fools appeared in front of him.
Liu Jinglong regretted following Chen Pingan to ask for swords.
As a monk born and raised in Luzhou, Beiju, Liu Jinglong was used to seeing pigs running around in the streets even if he had never eaten pork before.
What's more, in the history of our Taihui Sword Sect, there have been several times when the swordsman asked him about swordsmanship and the martial arts master asked about boxing. It was not difficult for the old masters to retreat from the enemy, but they were often very busy with repairs, while the young disciples were all alone.
It was almost like celebrating the New Year at the foot of the mountain. After having a New Year’s Eve dinner, after watching the excitement, I thought about going down the mountain to entertain others.
Liu Jinglong heard that his master and Master Huang, the master in charge, liked to sneak out together when they were young. After they returned to the mountain, they were often punished in the ancestral hall. They were inevitably lectured by the ancestral master. The general meaning was that as Taihui sword cultivators, they were still
A direct disciple, one needs the blue sky and the moon to practice swordsmanship, and one needs to be upright and upright when asking questions about the sword. How can one act in such a sneaky manner? After saying this, there will always be another sentence at the end, the sword is soft, and the mother chirps,
a shame.
But it was the first time for Liu Jinglong to see Chen Ping'an greeting the Ancestral Master Hall like this, and he gained a lot of experience.
Chen Pingan asked seriously: "Before I climb the mountain, I must ask clearly. According to your custom, how many tables should be placed at the end of the village? How many people are at each table?"
The concierge was confused after hearing this. After all, it was his duty. Although he still wanted to hear some jokes, he still waved his hand and sneered: "Get away quickly and stop pretending to be crazy here."
The old Taoist seemed to be in a dilemma, twirling his beard and thinking deeply. The concierge lightly kicked his foot, and a stone at his feet was as fast as an arrow, poking straight into the old immortal's calf.
The old Taoist staggered, looked around, and said angrily: "Who, if you have the ability, don't hide in the dark and hurt people with flying swords. Come forward. The little swordsman has the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, and dares to plot against a poor Taoist?
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Liu Jinglong stretched out his fist and put it on his forehead. He had no eyes to see and no ears to hear. If he had known this, he might as well have made an exception and drank more wine at Pianran Peak.
The concierge was determined in his heart, his weapon was majestic, and he walked up to the old Taoist man, slapped him hard on the heart, and lay down obediently.
Anyone who dares to act wild at the gate of Suoyun Sect will be fooled. With his skillful use of skills, all the inner disciples of Suoyun Sect will have a chance to compete with Cui Keqing, who can conquer several countries with one fist.
, learn some boxing and kicking skills. This palm is called "Bumping Heart Pass". It is one of Grandmaster Cui's famous secret skills and is specially used to deal with Qi practitioners in the mountains.
Although this concierge is a cultivator and not a pure martial artist, so he has only scratched the surface of the martial arts. However, the beauty of this skill is that the person who receives the punch will not be injured for the time being. It will take a few hours for the punching intention to be as strong as the punch.
The flood burst the embankment and was out of control. Using the monk's spiritual energy as a martial arts arena, it was like overwhelming the river. Since it had such a wonderful effect, the concierge took action without hesitation. Anyway, the old Taoist priest was only injured at the foot of the mountain. He turned around and died suddenly in the distance.
What does it have to do with Suoyun Sect?
Just hear a bang.
The old Taoist's feet left the ground, flew backwards, and slid backwards, barely stopping himself.
Liu Jinglong said in his heart: "It's your guest Cui Gongzhuang's heart-wrenching blow."
Chen Ping'an smiled, patted the Taoist robe, nodded and said: "My boxing skills are good. I hope this person is on the mountain tonight. In fact, I have also learned a few boxing moves specifically for pure martial arts. I was embarrassed to compete with Cao Ci before.
Take it out. Okay, I know more about climbing."
Chen Pingan and Liu Jinglong walked straight to the Shanmen Archway. The concierge was not stupid at all. He began to be suspicious and secretly took out two yellow paper talismans with door gods painted on them from his sleeves. "Stop! If you dare to take a step forward, you will die."
The two people ignored them, and the monks in the sea-viewing realm had no choice but to make secrets and throw talismans. Two tall gate gods, more than ten feet tall and wearing colorful armor, suddenly landed on the ground and blocked the road. The monks ordered the gate gods in their hearts to capture the two men without hesitation.
life and death.
Chen Pingan waved his sleeves, and the mountain gate was instantly empty.
The monk hurriedly offered up a messenger talisman and threw it high into the sky. A brilliant white rainbow rose from the mountain gate. According to the Suoyun Sect's rules, if a swordsman comes from the mountain gate to ask for a sword and climbs the mountain, he needs to sacrifice a colorful talisman.
, followed by Red Book, and then White Rainbow Talisman.
Chen Pingan turned around and joked: "I really don't give you face."
Liu Jinglong said: "I don't have a title yet, but I am still an apprentice. How can I be given face?"
Chen Pingan flicked his finger and shattered the white rainbow talisman that had just risen into the air. The concierge was shocked and hurriedly replaced it with a red talisman. However, when the talisman rose into the sky, before it was halfway up the mountain, he was hit by the old Taoist priest again.
Without turning, he raised his arms and circled his back, put his fingers together and made a sword gesture, and then the sword disappeared.
The concierge's face was uncertain, and he still did not dare to sacrifice the colorful talisman without permission. After all, once he sacrificed it, the sect would be implicated. He immediately activated the formation of the Ancestral Master Hall to resist the Sword Immortal Wenjian. The monk tiptoed, with a long body, and raised it high
With a palm, the palm was crystal clear, and the brilliance flowed. A magic spell condensed between the five fingers, and the water magic condensed into a dragon that was more than ten feet long. It rushed out quickly and surged towards the back vest of the "young Taoist", which was the bottom of the porter's press box.
After the killer move was made and a unique skill in his life was used, the monk shouted angrily: "The traitor Taoist dares to break into the mountain, he really doesn't know whether to live or die!"
This notation technique is like water splashing against a wall and hitting an invisible wall, or like some ice cubes thrown into a large charcoal furnace and melting by themselves.
The monk widened his eyes, gritted his teeth, stepped on the Gang, made a hand seal with two fingers, and sacrificed a natal object, which was a jade carving of a group of chi dragons. It looked like six chi dragons entrenched in the mountain. He could serve as the concierge of the Suoyun Sect.
, even if the realm is not high, he still has some moral character. The monk is reluctant to use the desperate method and uses his heart and blood to help the group of Chi "dot the eyes". After all, it will hurt the soul a little bit. The concierge just lowered his head hurriedly, bit his finger, and
The six places of Yushanzi were pointed out one by one, and suddenly the light shone through the night sky. After being spotted by the immortal master, a few small yellow chilies suddenly came to life. They began to raise their heads and wag their tails, and were about to leave.
Yushanzi, kill the pair of master and disciple.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the old Taoist who was just climbing up the steps just smiled and went back.
After receiving the order, the group of Chi actually went back to sleep soundly.
On the top of the steps, a sword cultivator led by a golden elixir monk fell in the wind. The golden elixir sword cultivator was a middle-aged man in a golden robe, carrying a sword and looking down from a high position. He said in a cold voice: "You two, get out of the mountain door immediately and lock the door."
Yunzong never helps people pay for coffins."
To be continued...