Regardless of whether Chen Pingan really knew or pretended to know, Ma Kuxuan was indeed deceived. Taking advantage of the moment when Ma Kuxuan's mind was slightly stagnant and he was stunned for a moment, Chen Pingan, as if he had been amnesty, escaped from the cage and quickly moved back.
Taking a step back, ripples formed, and a portal opened out of thin air behind him. Chen Ping'an's figure sank into a secret landscape that was compared to a cocoon, and left the illusory world of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
The dazzling bright red color suddenly disappeared from his field of vision. Ma Kuxuan couldn't see clearly, but he didn't look anxious at all. However, Zhou Mi saw the way at a glance and explained: "The method of moving mountains is to make the mountains move."
Come to my magical power, his move was just a deliberate cover-up. In short, on his own territory, he can switch to the secret location at any time, which is more straightforward and more precise than shrinking thousands of miles of earth into a small space.
Concealed. In ordinary battles in the same situation, you will be in an invincible position."
Ma Kuxuan said: "Time is limited, stop talking nonsense and lead me to catch up."
Zhou Mi smiled and nodded, patted his head lightly, and three flowers gathered on the top, transforming into a golden crown that seemed to be made up of Bai Yujing, Xianhan City, Tuoyue Mountain and other places.
Xuan converged his figure to the size of a mustard seed, turned into a rainbow light, and swept into the Taoist crown, like an ancient god sitting in the center of the heaven. After a closer look, he followed the clues left by Chen Ping'an's Taoist energy, striding like a star, and forcefully using his hands.
I opened a door, stepped inside, and came to a bustling market with small bridges and flowing water. There was a sauce garden nearby. As long as the ordinary people on the street came close to Zhou Mi, they would melt away like snow and turn into nothingness.
Zhou Mi waved his sleeves, and a majestic air swept out. All the pedestrians, buildings, and hills in this world were cut off in the "upper half". Zhou Mi stamped his feet again, and the "lower half" of the human world was like a fish turning over.
The back was collapsed and dented everywhere, and it was reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye. Everything turned into powder and dust, floating between the sky and the earth. Very far away, a grain of light flashed away. Zhou Mi smiled, found it, and sat in the golden
Ma Kuxuan in the Taoist crown made a sword gesture with his hand, and there was a sword light in the air like a dragon moving through water, sweeping out of the "top of the mountain". The trajectory of the sword light seemed to be winding, but in fact it coincided with a river flowing through time, which is equivalent to
It goes straight down the river, so this is the straightest and shortest way.
A ray of sword light was thousands of miles away, hitting the glorious figure that could not dodge. The latter used his fists to fight the sword energy, stubbornly resisting, attacking and defending, and a splash of water was sprayed out on the spot.
Ma Kuxuan obviously heard the guy curse and curse, and like a bereaved dog, he scurried into another place to hide, and continued to avoid its sharp edges, first delaying time, and then looking for ways to defeat the enemy.
Zhou Mi said: "The other party has probably determined that I am not Zhou Mi's real body."
If Zhou Mi really used Ma Kuxuan as a human ferry connecting heaven and earth to plot against Chen Ping'an, he wouldn't have spent so much time on it and it would have been completed on the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Ma Kuxuan said angrily: "I thought your last words were words that only you could say, which would make him more convinced that you are your true form. Didn't you think that it would actually make him suspicious?"
Zhou Mi smiled and said: "You are superfluous. I reminded you at that time to give up when you are good. You should have been fake until the end, and it was completely true. It is like a meticulous landscape painting, but you have to capture a freehand flower.
, anyone who sees it will feel inappropriate."
As he spoke, Zhou Mi had already taken a step forward. This time, he directly broke through the barrier between the two illusory worlds with his body. He crossed the boundary and changed the ground. A gorgeous scene like the shattering of glass appeared around him.
The heavy rain was pouring, an escape convoy was on the muddy road, and boxes were scattered on both sides, which may have rolled down by themselves or were pushed down by the driver's servants. Many opened boxes, and books fell out. These were inherited in an orderly manner and had many seals.
Rare books have survived fires and insect infestations, but they cannot escape the war. In this war-torn world, the only thing worth less than antiques is probably books. They are heavy and cannot be exchanged for money. If you don't throw them away, you will lose nothing.
Zhou Mi, who had a golden crown on his head, squatted down and picked up a soft book stained with yellow mud. Ma Kuxuan urged him to quickly find out Chen Ping'an's whereabouts. Zhou Mi told him not to rush, quickly opened the pages of the book, stretched out his finger on a
Press the word "Chen" for a moment, and then find the other words "peace" on another page. Then he shakes his wrist gently, and a rare book that is said to be worth one or two gold per page is shaken off, leaving only three gold pieces.
Words, hanging in mid-air.
Zhou Mi then lightly stamped his feet, using a method similar to summoning gods and commanding the land.
The three golden words were shaky and dim, and eventually turned into ashes without any light. They fell into the mud with the rain, but Chen Ping'an was still nowhere to be seen.
Ma Kuxuan burst into laughter and said, "Is it because you don't have enough heat, or is this guy Chen Pingan's golden body too calm to hold his breath?"
Zhou Mi smiled, then picked up a few more books on the ground, and again formed the name "Chen Ping'an" from the black and white words in the books.
Then he quickly found the word "Luo" and "山" from the page of the book, and then took the hidden word from "神音" and the official word from "Huanyou" respectively.
To avoid making a fool of himself again, Zhou Mi simply spelled out "Sword Qi Great Wall", "Li Zhu Cave Sky" and "Mud Bottle Alley" together.
As a result, two treasure urns filled with divine light were hung in front of Zhou Mi, with the words "Chen Pingan of Luolu Mountain" and "Hidden Official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi" written respectively.
In addition, each of the talismans has a line of narration and footnotes in small characters: Mud Bottle Alley, Lizhu Cave Heaven.
Zhou Mi said: "It will definitely succeed."
Ma Kuxuan understood this in his heart, waited for Zhou Mi's lips to move slightly, and issued another order. Ma Kuxuan, who was waiting for the opportunity, took the lead and punched out. It was still Cao Ci's punching style and strength.
The fist power was much higher than that of Cao Ci in the Qingbai fight at the Chinese Confucian Temple. It was obvious that neither Cao Ci nor Chen Pingan had a tacit understanding at that time and neither of them used their full strength.
Chen Pingan, who was forcibly recruited, did not know what methods Ma Kuxuan would use and could not prescribe the right medicine, so it was difficult to retaliate. He could only try to defend himself. Besides a bright red robe on his body, there were tens of thousands of people floating there.
The various colored talismans, layered one after another, are like dozens of long rivers of talismans, entangled into a ball, protecting the true body in the center of the circle. Unfortunately, despite many methods, Ma Kuxuan's punch still smashed the river of talismans into pieces.
The light was distorted and the scene was chaotic, but Chen Ping'an just glanced at Zhou Mi, raised his arms to block in front of him, and then his body was like a stone, hitting a piece of stretched curtain cotton, pulling it hard.
The cloth gathers towards the depression in the center of the stone, and the heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, people and buildings are all accumulated in the folds of the cloth.
Ma Kuxuan raised his hand, and countless golden bolts of lightning struck crazily at the center of the bottom of the pit.
Zhou Mi issued another divine decree to forcibly recall Chen Ping'an, the "landlord" of Fangtiandi.
A purple sword light swept out from the center of Zhou Mi's eyebrows and pierced Chen Ping'an's head, so close that he could not avoid it.
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to turn his head slightly, and the slender sword light cut a deep wound on his face with bones visible.
In this fight, Ma Kuxuan had the upper hand, and with careful coordination, Chen Ping'an, the host, was unable to fight back.
When the aura of the imperial talisman was exhausted, Chen Ping'an finally regained his freedom and escaped into the boundless void. However, Zhou Mi followed him like a shadow again. He changed the territory and revealed a Dharma form. He stepped on the earth and trampled a mountain under his feet into powder.
He lowered his head and arched his back, stretched out the curtain of the sky with his back, and wore golden armor, turning into a ten-thousand-foot-long god holding a thunder whip. He hit the ground with a whip, rolled the tip of the whip a few more times, whipped the ground several times, and in the blink of an eye, a building was destroyed.
The capital city with millions of residents was reduced to dilapidated ruins and became the battlefield site of the immortal family's battle.
A subtle sword light spreads up along the lightning whip.
Ma Kuxuan cut it off with just a flick of his finger. The sword light of a swordsman was so vulnerable.
The situation is out of his control. Chen Ping'an must change the battlefield again through sword escape, using different geographical locations to exchange for the passage of time and try to delay as much time as possible.
Countless uncivilized creatures on the earth looked up blankly at the fire that broke through the sky, making this place look like day in the middle of the night, as if a natural disaster was coming.
A huge swamp in a barbarian land was directly filled up by a star falling from the sky.
The huge momentum caused the entire small world to be shattered. The cracks of the sky and the earth's axis were heard one after another. The illusion was like a piece of porcelain that was about to be broken but not broken.
However, Chen Ping'an had already left this place and fled to a secret land of mountains and rivers. It was like someone leaving from the side door of a house, taking a detour and walking in from the main entrance to kill him.
Unexpectedly, a small bronze bell appeared on the horizon, and then a giant hand as white as jade appeared. Just a slight shake, and a loud bang shook the whole sky to pieces.
The owner of the giant hand, Zhou Mi, reminded him from his heart: "It's been half a stick of incense."
Ma Kuxuan bared his teeth and said, "As far as I know, this guy always fights with people through force. He doesn't know how to run away."
Having the upper hand, but still unable to severely injure Chen Pingan, unable to turn the advantage into a victory, it is like having a pile of banknotes in your pocket that cannot be cashed, it is not beautiful after all.
Zhou Mi smiled and said: "Before, he had not yet mastered sword making, so there was no point in running away. He might as well fight hard. Now that he knows he is invincible, anyone else would choose to retreat."
Ma Kuxuan clasped the back of his head with both hands and sat in this messy dojo. "I have been running around for so long. I don't know how far he has solved the puzzle."
Zhou Mi said: "Stop delaying, otherwise things will change."
Ma Kuxuan smiled lazily and said, "You are an outsider in this game."
For Ma Kuxuan, his leisurely pursuit and Chen Ping'an's frustrated escape were like the hide-and-seek game often played among children.
Ma Kuxuan said regretfully: "I was so frightened that I didn't take the bait."
Zhou Mi said: "You deliberately let him choose the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which is a good move. He will naturally think of 'me' and the boss Sword Immortal. There is no need for you to make more calculations and foreshadowing, but while he is still kept in the dark
, if you didn't make him think of the word 'Chen Qingdu' in his mind, it would be a bad move."
Ma Kuxuan said: "It's a pity. It's my fault that I failed to invite the complete third god."
Zhou Mi smiled and said, "I have said it a long time ago. After all, this person is a scholar. He insists on being alone in a dark room and not betraying his heart. Therefore, even in his mind, it is impossible to call Chen Qing by his first name."
Ma Kuxuan curled his lips and disagreed.
Zhou Mi said: "It is better to choose Chen Qingdu than to choose left and right."
Ma Kuxuan said with a nonchalant look on his face: "The occasion must be grand, and if you have to choose, of course I should choose the one with the best swordsmanship."
Even if Chen Qingdu's half of his Taoist skills were reduced by half, the power of his sword wouldn't be too weak, right?
Zhou Mi smiled and shook his head, looking helpless.
It turns out that in Ma Kuxuan's mind-centered world, three incense tables were placed at the same time, but there was only one incense burner with incense and smoke curling up to worship three people.
In addition to Wenhai Zhoumi and Cao Ci in white, there is also an old man with a sword, who is the boss swordsman of the Sword Qi Great Wall, Chen Qingdu.
But compared to the first two, Chen Qingdu's face is relatively blurry and his figure is ethereal and uncertain.
Ma Kuxuan's visualization is similar to some kind of mysterious and mysterious "refining and casting", which can erect a "faceless" statue of a clay and wood carving on the altar.
Of course, there is a limit to the height of their golden bodies, which is of course linked to Ma Kuxuan's realm. Qi practitioners stop at the ascension stage, and martial artists stop at the ascension stage.
Otherwise, since the daring Ma Kuxuan dared to visualize even Wenhai Zhoumi, why not just bring out the founder of the three religions and enshrine him on the altar?
The same canonization of landscape gods, the Chinese Confucian Temple, the Great Li Song Dynasty and a small country belonging to the Aquarius Continent. Although the three canonizations are all reasonable and legal orthodoxy, their ranks are quite different.
Chen Ping'an's imagination and thoughts related to someone are equivalent to "opening the face" of the statue and being responsible for adding gold and color to make the statue lifelike and more real.
Ma Kuxuan carefully prepared three "god statues" for Chen Pingan waiting for the latter to go.
The thoroughness of Taoism, Cao Ci's martial arts, and Chen Qingdu's swordsmanship.
Coincidentally, these three people have all appeared in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
In a secret place where a civil servant was setting up a table by the river to pray for rain, and people paraded through the streets to burn Paper Dragon King, Chen Pingan held a sword in one hand and stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood flowing from his ears to his temples.
He had been beaten all the time and his injuries were not serious. Fortunately, his true body, soul and the foundation of his path had not been damaged.
If Zhou Mi's present world is a puzzle for which Ma Kuxuan has already given clues, then the answer is indeed the word visualization.
Assuming that what Ma Kuxuan said is true and he did not accept Zhou Mi's invitation to ascend to heaven, then Chen Ping'an is certainly closer to the truth than Ma Kuxuan, whether it is Zhou Mi's cultivation level or Cao Ci's true boxing skills.
In other words, Ma Kuxuan's seemingly... cheating magical power has natural limitations. He cannot imagine it out of thin air, but Chen Ping'an has to imagine it.
Just like a fishing trip with a sure profit, Ma Kuxuan visualized Wen Hai Zhou Mi, holding a fishing rod, and the fish he caught was a certain "person's name" that Chen Pingan was thinking about.
As long as Chen Pingan bites the hook and thinks of someone, Ma Kuxuan will take the opportunity to lift the pole and put it into the fish basket, becoming "real". And this person is Ma Kuxuan's catch.
He has become Chen Pingan's current imaginary enemy.
For example, Cao Ci.
Because Chen Pingan's thoughts and thoughts are like a surging river, and all the people Chen Pingan knows are small and large fish in the water.
No, besides Cao Ci, there is also Zhou Mi!
Chen Pingan suddenly realized at this moment, when did the stupid Ma Kuxuan become so smart?! That Zhou Mi who first appeared at the top of the city was clearly a hint to Chen Pingan.
Therefore, Zhou Mi was just a showman at the beginning, just to scare people. It is estimated that his methods were not very clever at that time. But after Ma Kuxuan used the magical power of visualization at a certain moment, Chen Pingan was always wary of Zhou Mi face to face. In fact,
Only then was Chen Ping'an given the true meaning, so until that moment, Zhou Mi was truly transformed from a fake Zhou Mi into a second-class authentic work. It was like a person who was dead in name only and finally came back to life.
In a sense, this is Chen Ping'an's asking for trouble. Because whatever he fears in his heart, he will take it seriously.
Ma Kuxuan quietly tricked Chen Pingan once. It was like a canonization ceremony for a landscape god. Ma Kuxuan was responsible for the "name and success", and Chen Pingan, who had mastered the Tao, was responsible for the reality. Finally, a story emerged
An orthodox apotheosis.
When secular people enter the temple to worship gods, they need to burn incense, usually three sticks of incense.
Presumably Ma Kuxuan's way of asking gods to come down to the truth is also a similar etiquette.
It's best so.
What if Ma Kuxuan lit nine incense sticks or something... Chen Pingan would have to endure it for such a long time.
He didn't dare to stay here for a long time. I don't know what kind of tricks Na Zhou Mi used, and he was simply haunted. Chen Pingan didn't wait for the other party to catch up, and reluctantly took a breath of pure energy, and immediately changed the venue. As expected, Chen Pingan just stepped forward.
Go, there was a heavy rain in this area the next moment, the raindrops were the size of soybeans, each raindrop was condensed by the sword energy, and the mountains and rivers of the earth were pierced into a dense sieve filled with countless holes.
Ma Kuxuan clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "Chen Qingdu's swordsmanship is only half of the Taoist skills. Is it so exaggerated?"
Zhou Mi smiled and asked: "Finally regret it?"
Ma Kuxuan sneered and said: "What regrets are there? In my life, I like dumb people to eat Coptis chinensis most. Don't waste it. With half of Chen Qingdu's swordsmanship, you can do it for real."
Zhou Mi smiled slightly, held a sword in his hand, and slashed several Chen Pingan's hearts to heaven and earth with one sword.
In order to block this sword light, a night-walking sword of Immortal Weapon rank was cut off on the spot.
A bright red robe that was also an immortal product was torn apart by the unstoppable sword energy.
Standing in a vast realm of Taixu, Chen Ping'an returned the two severed swords to the long sword behind him. Although the robe on his body was seriously damaged, it was still able to close on its own.
His body was almost cut open by a sword. Even if his body was cut off by an Immortal Qi practitioner, he could recover as before after training. However, he had to seriously damage his Tao and practice, fearing that his soul would be damaged.
Zhou Mi raised his sword and let the light of the sword fall into the blue sky.
A golden arch bridge was chopped into pieces on the spot.
Chen Pingan's defensive swordsmanship seems to have been secretly learned from the ranger Xu Ruo?
The entire Taixu Realm echoed with the violent sound caused by the sword energy.
Chen Pingan stood on the fragmented capital of a golden arch bridge and asked: "What is the price you have to pay?"
Setting up altars on the mountain and inviting gods to descend from the gods all require certain rules to be followed. Although the Qi practitioner can use various methods and choose shortcuts to minimize his own losses, the price the Qi practitioner should pay will never fail.
Zhou Mi didn't even bother to remind him in his heart, and directly said: "Why don't you kill him, and you can reminisce about the past?"
Ma Kuxuan and Chen Ping'an were like two village children playing house, arranging their troops and facing each other on the dirt. One said I had a hundred thousand soldiers and horses, and the other said I had magic soldiers and generals.
You come and go, as long as you dare to think. Of course, it is just a quarrel.
But just like if one of the kids cheats, his dream can come true, but the other one can only dream about it.
Chen Ping'an and Zhou Mi each had questions, but Ma Kuxuan answered the question incorrectly, "You actually guessed that you were in a certain situation and that I was the guest. But you only thought about it three times, but I didn't predict it, so it didn't work every time.
, if you are suppressed by the thought of doing nothing, then you simply don’t even dare to think about it anymore.”
Zhou Mi sighed and said with a regretful expression: "Why bother giving out the answer to the riddle on your own initiative? If you create so many complications, you may fail in your efforts. Ma Kuxuan, Ma Kuxuan, what on earth are you thinking?"
Chen Pingan's face was expressionless.
In an instant, the three sacred altars and statues in Ma Kuxuan's heart-centered world collapsed, just like the final destination of the statues in the Immortal Tomb in their hometown, where dust returned to dust and dust returned to earth.
Zhou Mi was slightly startled, then thought of the reason in an instant, laughed loudly, and before dissipating, he sincerely praised: "Chen Ping'an, what a good trick, you said before that you are sincere and will not deceive me."
It turned out that Chen Ping'an used another method of killing himself with a sword. In his own state of mind, he killed Zhou Mi, Cao Ci and Chen Qing all together.
Ma Kuxuan tiptoed and also stepped on the pillars of a golden arch bridge. He squatted and asked with a smile: "You paid such a high price just to play with me until now. What are you doing?"
Chen Ping'an bent his knees and sat cross-legged on the broken pieces of the arch bridge, and said: "Prove it with facts. I was just playing with you in the previous fights."
Ma Kuxuan asked doubtfully: "Seriously?"
Chen Ping'an sneered: "Why should I lie to a fool?"
Ma Kuxuan tilted his head and stared at the man of the same age.
This time, Chen Ping'an was injured so seriously, the price he paid was so high, and even the long sword was broken. These are not fake.
Ma Kuxuan asked: "You really understood Zhou Mi's words from beginning to end? You could even guess who the three people I invited were? You really were able to count the last person, who was Chen Qingdu?"
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Chen Ping'an sneered, "Are you still thinking about 'Chen Qingdu'? Come on, give it a try. Let's see if the boss swordsman you invited delivers the sword faster, or if I kill him faster and remember it faster?"
Ma Kuxuan asked curiously: "Could it be that you used the trick of reversing the flow of time, right?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I thought about trying it once or twice, but I don't have the ability for the time being and I can't drag you down. Besides, this method will consume a long time and is irreversible. It is no less expensive than now."
Ma Kuxuan nodded and said: "This is reasonable and reasonable. Otherwise, it would be too unreasonable. Wouldn't it be that the Ascension Realm, which is a level higher than yours, is being teased and applauded by you?"
Ma Kuxuan stood up and said, "If I win, everything will be fine with you. But if I lose accidentally, you have to promise me something."
Chen Ping'an said: "Let's talk about it first, and then we'll have to say whether we agree or not."
Ma Kuxuan said: "Over at the Ma family's mansion, if you think you deserve to die, you can give them a happy life. If you deserve to live, live. Don't stop editing memories and controlling people's hearts."
Chen Pingan remained silent.
Ma Kuxuan smiled and said, "Then I'll take it as your acquiescence."
The next moment, Ma Kuxuan's figure suddenly became as big as infinity. He grabbed an ancient star in the palm of his hand and smashed it towards Chen Ping'an.
Chen Ping'an tried it, and he was also so powerful. With a wave of his sleeve, he smashed a bright galaxy towards the Dharma image of Ma Kuxuan.
In this dual realm where Chen Ping'an is the bird in the flying sword cage, and Ma Kuxuan is contemplating it, both sides show off their magical powers, and the power of each method is unbelievable.
Countless battlefields that were once densely populated by stars were turned into large blank ruins by both sides.
Fortunately, they are all false appearances, otherwise the great monks of the Yin Yang Family and the Five Elements Family, plus the Qi Practitioner of the Human Qintian Supervisor, would probably go crazy.
However, it is false to the outside world, but it is so real to both sides on the battlefield that it cannot be taken lightly. If you are not careful, your body and mind will be hurt.
Time passes slowly, I don’t know how long it has been.
Ma Kuxuan suddenly invited a statue of Chen Qingdu.
Chen Ping'an almost instinctively struck out with all his strength.
Then he chopped the horse Kuxuan into nothingness along with the illusion.
Ma Kuxuan's figure was sitting upright in Taixu. His figure turned into countless golden lights, and a little light appeared on the sky. The golden light carrying the soul could have followed the light and left this cage. I never thought that the golden light would actually be
He paused for a moment, as if looking back at Chen Pingan, who had been an old enemy for many years. Then the golden light shook on its own, completely shattering his soul. He refused to have another afterlife and would never accept this kind of transformation of Chen Pingan.
The good intentions of "liberal liberation" caused a golden torrential rain in this caged bird.
He even seemed to deliberately not look at the sight of the sun again in the Mafu Ancestral Hall. Everyone woke up from a big dream. He seemed to just trust Chen Ping'an's verbal promise.
The Ma couple only had half a "sweet dream". First, their son Ma Kuxuan stopped Chen Ping'an. They were able to successfully become a pair of landscape gods protected by Fengdu, and the family blossomed... But the second half
But it was a veritable nightmare. When he was satisfied, he was suddenly detained and went to the Chenghuang Temple for trial. The sentence was harsh. He was reincarnated more than 20 times and was not allowed to have a human body. He finally regained his human body and got married again, but he suffered a lot in that life.
Suffering and dying.
The rest of the Ma family had also woken up. After looking at each other in disbelief, they began to regard each other as enemies.
A powerful family with deep roots in Yuxuan Kingdom was divided over this. They either committed the following crimes or fought to separate the family.
Chen Pingan stood outside the gate of the Ma family. It was still the Qingming Festival, but the rain had stopped.
Wearing a green shirt and long coat, with an umbrella under his arm, he walked slowly towards another place.
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In Changning County, the capital, Taoist priest Wu Di, who worked as a fortune teller, even stayed in the house he rented later.
Chen Ping'an had just passed by the Yamen Shrine, heard a familiar voice, and came to the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall in a trance.
On top of the city, stood the ceremonial saint.
The current situation is both true and false.
Chen Pingan put away the umbrella under his arm and bowed in salute.
The Li Sheng nodded in greeting and said: "The Zhou Mi imagined by Ma Kuxuan is fake, so you don't have to worry too much. But I can't guarantee whether Zhou Mi will pass this matter and see your current situation, realm and mentality.
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Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.
What you see with your eyes is false, and what you hear with your ears is reality.
Li Sheng said: "The injury is not serious."
Chen Pingan said: "Compared with the earliest expectations, it is still a bit better."
I have to refining my sword, wandering at night, and mending that immortal robe. It's better to have a headache than to fall into a bad situation.
I saw the "Zhou Mi" behind Ma Kuxuan earlier and knew that I must be cautious about this matter. If Zhou Mi really left a trap in the world, the consequences would be disastrous. The Confucian Temple must be informed of the matter immediately, and at the same time, try not to let the Confucian Temple know.
The sage intervened in his revenge. It is not easy to say it is simple, but it is not that difficult to say it is difficult. If you have any problem, please contact the sage!
But Chen Ping'an only knew the magical power of shrinking the earth, but he didn't know how to cross continents in one step like the Fire Dragon Master. He was destined to be unable to rush to the Chinese Confucian Temple to report the matter. It was too late to send a message with the flying sword, so he had no choice but to use
The most straightforward method is to call out the true name of the ceremonial saint... several times in your heart.
At that time, Li Sheng just replied that he understood it, and nothing more happened.
Even so, Chen Ping'an still took a reassurance, walked out of Ma's ancestral hall, and just let go of his hands and feet to catch and fight with Ma Kuxuan.
Li Sheng asked: "How does it feel when you have endured for many years and got revenge for your great revenge?"
Chen Ping'an looked a little tired, so he casually squatted on the top of the city and looked into the distance. In this world, except for the Sword Qi Great Wall, which was strictly in line with reality, in addition, the mountains and rivers in the wild world deviated greatly from the real situation. One hundred thousand mountains,
Tuoyue Mountain, Yiluohe and other places, as long as Chen Pingan has been there and seen them with his own eyes, they have all been moved and crowded together, like a warehouse where objects are stored. Chen Pingan was silent for a moment and said calmly: "
I did something that I had to do, but I didn’t seem to feel much joy.”
It just feels natural.
Li Sheng smiled and said, "If you want to drink, feel free to do so."
Chen Pingan took out the sword-raising gourd and drank it.
Li Sheng Leng Buding asked: "If you were in my position, what would you do? You don't need to say more, just summarize it in one sentence."
Chen Pingan was speechless for a moment. He had never thought about such a big question. How should I answer it?
In ancient times, Lisheng once joined forces with Mr. Sanshan and Jiuhou to create a far-reaching change.
Later generations who know something about this old almanac often think that failure is due to tolerance and failure is due to closeness.
In fact, on the contrary, it is because the laws and regulations re-edited by the Li Sheng are too complicated and rigorous.
Chen Pingan thought carefully for a moment and said tentatively: "Want to find the greatest common denominator for all living things in the world?"
Li Sheng nodded and said with a smile: "This is not a bad answer. He is worthy of becoming a national teacher."
Chen Ping'an didn't say anything. It wasn't bad, that is, it wasn't great. I'm not unfamiliar with this kind of public talk.
Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, plucked the snow at his feet, grabbed a snowball, and bravely said: "Sheng Li, don't let me go to the Confucian Temple as an errand?"
Assuming that the ceremonial saint reaches the fifteenth level, there is an extremely important vacancy in the Confucian Temple, and someone must take his place, responsible for handling the complicated affairs of the highest and lowest places in the world. Of course, Chen Pingan is not saying that he wants to fill the vacancy of the ceremonial saint.
No matter how courageous he was, he would not dare to think like this, but it was similar to the relationship between the minister and the doctor in the Six Ministries of the secular dynasty. There was a difference in rank between the two, but the latter's official duties were not the same.
Li Sheng glanced at Chen Ping'an, half-smiling but not smiling.
Chen Pingan immediately knew that he was overthinking it.
Li Sheng rarely joked: "You really dare to think and do it, why don't you just say that you can fill my spot in the Confucian Temple?"
In this way, there is no burden at all in chatting, and Chen Ping'an has nothing to be embarrassed about. He really wants to chat openly without any inhibitions. Who brought up the trend of summer palaces?
Because Li Sheng needs to sit outside and keep an eye on the path of the Qingdao, after Yu Xuan returned to the Xinghe Dojo, he briefly mentioned Chen Ping'an's path to breaking through the realm with Li Sheng. In his words, he expressed great appreciation.
Everyone calls Chen Pingan Chen Daoyou.
Chen Pingan asked: "In all these years, has there ever been a time when Li Sheng couldn't help but take action?"
The Li Sheng smiled and said: "You are no longer young. How can you behave like this if you fight and kill?"
Chen Ping'an was not sure for a moment whether the words of Li Sheng were expressed with emotion or a pun. In short, this sentence only meant the literal meaning. If Xiao Mo and Xie Gou were present, they would not like to hear it.
I once heard Xie Gou talk about an embarrassing incident of her family's Xiaomo. Next to that stupid big scholar, there was a scholar who was very good at fighting. He never lost in a fight. Xiaomo was not convinced and said that he was also a ruthless scholar.
People are afraid of their eggs.
As a result, after the sword quiz ended, Xiao Mo told the master of Bixiao Cave in Luobaotan that the young master was not weak in ability.
Chen Ping'an couldn't believe Xie Gou. After all, she liked to exaggerate, so she went to the person involved to ask for confirmation. Xiao Mo was angry at that time. Since she didn't refute, it was the truth.
The Li Sheng asked: "In the wild battlefield, the Confucian Temple's arrangements are relatively stable, but there is a lack of a position similar to your Sword Qi Great Wall executioner. Do you have any ideas? Don't worry, you will be paid."
Chen Pingan did not hesitate and said categorically: "No!"
Li Sheng nodded and did not embarrass Chen Pingan, "Then find someone else."
Chen Ping'an knew that this was the style of Li Sheng, who acted vigorously and resolutely, and said exactly what he said.
There is no point in going around and around with a junior like me.
When it comes to this "criminal officer" position, anyone who sits in it will be on pins and needles.
Those with low realm cannot convince the public.
For those whose realms are high enough, such as Longhu Mountain Celestial Master Zhang Tianlai, Huolong Zhenren and others who are highly respected, it is not a matter of dissatisfaction with others, but a matter of embarrassment for them.
When you become a criminal, you must offend people. It is not difficult to torture the demon clan, but it will be thankless to reward and punish according to merit within the Haoran world.
Li Sheng smiled and said: "There is no need to feel burdened if you refuse this matter."
Chen Pingan nodded and continued drinking.
The only thing I am most familiar with in the wild world is the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
The most well-known person in the wild world is Chen Pingan, and there is no one else.
Zheng Juzhong of Baidicheng was actually the best candidate, and indeed the first choice for the Confucian Temple.
Zheng Juzhong was already good at everything, let alone now he has three fourteen realms in one person.
It's a pity that Zheng Juzhong declined.
Not only that, Zheng Juzhong even asked himself to withdraw from the wild world because he wanted to retreat in Baidi City.
Lisheng actually knew very well that Zheng Juzhong wanted to make further progress and was ready to formally establish a religion and claim the title of ancestor.
Li Sheng suddenly asked: "Have you ever been to the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Taoist Temple?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I've only seen it from afar, but I've never had the chance to go."
Lisheng said: "You can go to the Shiwanda Mountain in the south and the Mirage Ruins in the north if you want to go today. In half an hour, you will return to the city on time. Remember not to delay, otherwise you will have to run back to the Aquarius by yourself.
Continent."
Chen Pingan stood up and was about to speak when the Li Sheng disappeared.
On the top of the tallest mountain in the center of Shiwandashan, Chen Ping'an had just fallen to the ground when he saw a rickety old man with his hands behind his back. He was as skinny as wood, with sunken cheeks, and was skinny and skinny. But that's how he looked.
He seems to be an old man, and he has been rooted here for thousands of years with the dojo. The great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain has no choice but to never take that half-step to reach the fifteenth realm. I remember Bai Jing commented on this matter, if it were her
When I was the co-lord of the Wilderness, I had already used the entire Tuoyue Mountain to smash this hundred thousand mountain.
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said: "Junior Chen Pingan has met the seniors in the temple."
The old blind man said: "Ning Yatou just left not long ago. It's a pity that your level is low and you are an immortal. Even if you set out now, you won't be able to catch up with her. Ning Yatou is almost at Fuyao Island."
Chen Pingan said straight to the point: "I have something I want to ask my senior."
The old blind man said: "You want to ask me why I just watched Ning Yatou getting hurt in Lizhu Cave?"
Chen Ping'an said: "It's not a question, it's just a question."
The old blind man rubbed his chin, "According to my temper, I will definitely take action. There are only a handful of sword cultivators that I like in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, from the earliest Dragon Lord to the one who has everything.
Very good, but Zong Yuan, whose luck was a little worse, Dong Sangen, who was bitten by a dog when he passed by, and Ning Yao, there are just a few of them, they are all counted, but they are not more than one hand. But Chen Qing seems to have taken the wrong medicine.
, but at that time, he stopped me and said there was no need to take action. Do you think it’s strange?”
Chen Pingan asked: "What secret did the last priest reveal to the boss Sword Immortal before he left?"
The old blind man said perfunctorily: "Chen Qing is dead, but the Yan Kingdom is not dead. When did you become more mature and courageous? Finally, you don't have to be that humiliating tortoise who dares to wander around in the Qingming world.
Lord Yin Guan, please go and ask Yan Guo yourself."
Chen Ping'an knew he couldn't ask any more secrets, so he said goodbye with his hands clasped and planned to visit the former site of the mirage.
As a result, I hit a wall and had to turn back.
The old blind man smiled and said: "Come when you want, leave when you want. Does Mr. Yin Guan think this is a cesspool?"
There was no expression on Chen Ping'an's face, and there was not a single word in his voice. His Taoist heart remained unchanged.
The old blind man with empty eyes raised his head and looked at the swordsman in front of him. The swordsman who was less than fifty years old was considered outstanding in the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
How can Ping An become such a Chen Ping An? Have you done any rough calculations or statistics?"
Chen Ping'an said: "The number is too large to count."
The old blind man laughed and said, "I have always had a bad mouth. When I talk to people, I like to spit shit out of my mouth as if I had just eaten hot shit. Don't mind."
Chen Pingan was caught off guard.
You definitely won't be able to win if you fight, and you are afraid of encountering someone like this when you quarrel.
The old blind man stretched out his nails, gently grabbed a bit of flesh, and said with emotion: "When I met someone who was not an eyesore, even when I asked you to come in, I slapped you back. When I met someone who was not an eyesore, I slapped you back.
I'm too lazy to talk nonsense. So don't think that if you killed Ma Kuxuan of Xinghua Lane, the half-owner of my eyeball, I would be disgusted with you, far from choosing him back then.
It’s because Ma Kuxuan’s child has the least human touch.”
Chen Pingan did not comment on this, but just asked: "Xie Gou also left?"
The old blind man raised his chin and said: "Bai Jing found a place on the top of a mountain to open a cave. She said she was going to be in seclusion for a few days, but in fact she was just hiding there for fun. Here, I have to urge her to break out."
Chen Pingan asked: "Is she showing signs of breaking through?"
The old blind man said: "No, she really wants to find a certain path and have a chance to break through. If I push her every now and then, it will be no fun."
Chen Pingan was speechless.
Are you kidding a perfect sword cultivator in the Ascension Realm?
Sure enough, the Fourteenth Realm is amazing.
The old blind man laughed and said: "No matter how poor your Taoist qualifications are, as long as you can live for ten thousand years, is it still considered a skill?"
Chen Ping'an said: "The coveted ability to reach heaven."
The old blind man asked: "Do you know that Blacksmith Ruan of Fengxue Temple, before he went to Lizhu Cave, he had a proud disciple, but the two parties could not get back together well, and the relationship between master and disciple was severed?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I checked the files of the Ministry of Justice in Dali Capital before. His name is Liu Jingzhuang. He likes divination and admires Liu Qi. It is said that he had inner demons and voluntarily left Fengxue Temple because of his mediocre aptitude for cultivating. Then according to the secret
The Fengxue Temple genealogy recorded in the records shows that Liu Jingzhuang was actually from the Liu family of the old Shen Shui Kingdom. His identity is actually similar to that of the Water God Yang Hua who is now the Changchun Marquis of Dadu."
The old blind man sneered, "Then do you know that in your Aquarius Continent, the Longwei River that spreads out from the Lizhu Cave? The Chen family, as the eldest grandson of the contemporary family head, Chen Songfeng, one of his private tutors,
What is your name?"
Chen Ping'an said: "According to the archives, Fuzi Liucun has a clean life, ancestral background, place of birth, resume, and official career. They are all well-documented. The Chen family of Longwei Xi screened it once, and the Dali Punishment Department ran it again.
I didn’t think much about it.”
Chen Pingan was deeply impressed by Chen Songfeng, a weak scholar, who was gentle and polite. Among foreigners, Chen Songfeng, as a son of a wealthy family, was evaluated by Chen Pingan in his heart as... a good person who must have read many books. At that time, Chen Songfeng
He followed him, Ning Yao, and Liu Baqiao into the mountains to look for the regular tree. Because Chen Songfeng had never practiced martial arts and Taoism, his legs were too weak, and he became a drag. Chen Dui, a descendant of the mellow Chen family, was criticized
Not small, but Chen Songfeng had no complaints. What was rare was that he didn't even have any resentment in his heart. At that time, Chen Ping'an, although he still hadn't seen anything like a frog in the well, could see through his intuition and observation of the details of a person's words and deeds.
Human vision is pretty good.
The old blind man said calmly: "You are just a teacher hired by a wealthy family, but you can tell a young man who clearly has no Taoist qualifications to say that sitting on the Taoist Ancestor Lotus Platform is nothing, but going to a blessed place to become a banished immortal who has given up his past?"
"
Chen Pingan raised his head and glanced at the sky.
Seeing that Chen Ping'an had understood, the old blind man said to himself: "I wonder what the world will be like in a thousand or thousands of years."
Chen Ping'an said: "Maybe people's hearts are still the same,"
The old blind man asked a question for no reason, "I have never thought about it. In addition to the demons who were forcibly suppressed by Daozu, and your senior brother Cui Chan voluntarily discarded the unused porcelain figures, are there any other possibilities, just like the same thing thousands of years ago?
This world has been turned upside down, and the master has changed again?"
Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said in his heart: "I can't think of it, but I hope it won't happen one day. If it does happen, I hope, just hope, that we can leave a way out."
The old blind man patted the young swordsman on the shoulder and said, "Chen Qingdu doesn't have good looks, but he has good eyesight."
Chen Pingan smiled bitterly and was speechless.
The old blind man remembered something and pointed to the north, "Gantang and his apprentice happened to pass by here, and now they are over there at the mirage. Not long ago, Ning Yatou persuaded this old deaf boy to go to your Luopo Mountain as an offering. Gan Tang
Tang became very excited when he heard the proposal, and Peipianpidian agreed, making up his mind to make a living with you in the future."
Chen Ping'an always felt that something was wrong. With the old deaf child's behavior of hiding away when something happened, it was unlikely that he wanted to go to Aquarius Island. Since he met Ning Yao by chance, he wanted to follow her to the colorful world.
It is more reasonable. To say the least, if the old deaf child really wants to seek refuge with him, he is probably more likely to go to Tongyezhou Qingping Sword Sect.
The old blind man sighed for no reason, "Happiness gradually leads to sadness."
Chen Pingan thought carefully and said slowly: "Vice versa."
The old blind man laughed and said: "Some people say that the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is young and promising. He is both responsible and strategic. He is both civil and military, and his future is limitless."
Chen Pingan knew something was wrong and refused to answer the call.
The old blind man continued: "He is a person who can enter the martial arts temple to worship with him while he is still alive."
When Chen Pingan heard this, his head was as big as a dustpan.
The old blind man said: "What if he enters the Chinese Confucian Temple and eats pig head meat at the same time? Doesn't it mean that one person enters both the Civil and Military Temples at the same time?"
Chen Ping'an, who was already haggard now, almost felt uneasy after hearing this. He had to take a deep breath to stabilize his emotions.
Master Chen, who was accustomed to a certain custom in Luopo Mountain, could not resist such flattery, let alone flattery with ulterior motives.
There has never been such a figure in the history of all the great dynasties in the world. Occasionally, in some small countries in history, there are people who can join the civil and military temples, but even so, they are still only a handful.
Entering the Confucian Temple of the Divine Continent of China and the Martial Temple of the Military Ancestral Family at the same time? No matter who it is, don’t even think about it!
Chen Ping'an asked in a deep voice: "Senior, may I ask, which bastard said those stupid things?"
I'm gonna rip his fucking head off.
The old blind man smiled and said, "Just forget it if you've heard the polite words. Why bother asking questions?"
Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "I must go and meet him for a while to express my gratitude in person."
The old blind man was silent for a moment and gave the answer, "Me."
Chen Pingan was silent for a long time, "Thank you for your support, senior."
I don't know if it was the Taoist name or the old blind man named Zhisi said: "It's a pity."
Chen Ping'an knew what the senior was talking about, but he couldn't say anything.
Years ago, there were two children of the same age.
One of them has the best life, but he doesn't think so.
One of them has the hardest fate, and he doesn’t even know who he is.
Their family backgrounds are different, but their moods are similar, so they all live lonely lives.
During their childhood, they never played or roughed up with their peers.
In the same starry sky, some people are holding their cheeks and looking at the sky, sitting on the small earthen bags in the immortal tomb. Some people are lying on the field ridges, holding a piece of grass in their mouths, crossing their legs, and the water in the ditch is gurgling.