Chen Pingan raised his eyes and looked toward the sea.
Viewing the sea from a mountain, with its blue waves and blue sky, the magnificence of the scene will take your breath away. In ancient times, there was a dragon palace under the water where the coolness was infinite. According to legend, the bright moon in the sea was full in the sky. The imagination of the magnificence will lead people to trance. Therefore, Taoism talks about guarding the heart and focusing on cultivating the spirit.
, don’t just let go but not take it back, travel thousands of miles to learn and learn, don’t be hindered by mountains and rivers... Chen Pingan put away his thoughts.
Gu Can said: "It's okay, just wait, it won't take more than a minute."
What should we do with the sect’s celebrations? Isn’t it the sect leader who has the final say? Gu Can likes the atmosphere of Luopo Mountain, but the Fuyao Sect will not imitate Luopo Mountain.
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Since ancient times, we have paid attention to good times and auspicious times. You should hold the ceremony on time and don't delay."
Gu Can said: "He has such a lazy personality, whether he participates in the ceremony or not, it doesn't matter whether he is Liu Xianyang or not."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "If he dares not come, you will not be the best man."
After waiting for a while, just as the sun was rising over the sea, a sword light came through the sky, dragging out a very long line of brilliant light from the sea to Quanjiao Mountain. It was quite moving and full of momentum.
Uncle Liu finally arrived, neither early nor late. He still had a quarter of an hour before the ceremony, so he could chat a few words.
Liu Xianyang's figure fell to the ground, his long sword returned to its sheath on its own, and he strode between Chen Ping'an and Gu Can, hooking one of his necks with one hand, "How about it, on time, with sword-wielding style, chic or not?"
Gu Can patted off Liu Xianyang's arm. Liu Xianyang shook his body and stretched again, his joints creaking, "This is the first time I have to wield a sword so far, and I still have to rush for time, tsk."
Chen Ping'an asked in confusion: "Didn't I pass on the Three Mountain Talisman to you?"
Liu Xianyang glared and said: "This talisman is precious and the number of times is limited. Why don't you spend it urgently? It's not cost-effective to use up a talisman for a trivial matter like attending a sect ceremony on the top of another mountain..."
Gu Can glanced at the dusty Liu Dajianxian who was not a hypocrite, but still didn't say anything.
In addition to the Three Mountain Talisman, Chen Ping'an also included Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou's "finger sword technique" that can teach the world to be as soft as mud, together with a few pages, and some related martial arts secret books from the Lotus Root Blessed Land in the past that can be used for cross-reference.
And gave it to Liu Xianyang.
Except for the senior brothers and sisters of Longquan Sword Sect Ruan Qiong and Liu Xianyang, plus Chen Ping'an and Gu Can, who know the most about it, the outside world still doesn't know anything about it.
Liu Xianyang's swordsmanship and his current state of cultivation are almost all based on self-study.
At that time, Liu Xianyang studied at Chen's Academy of Confucianism in Nanbosu Island. When he returned home, as agreed, he soon joined the genealogy of Longquan Sword Sect and worshiped Ruan Qiong as his master.
Both master and disciple were open-minded people, and they once had a frank and concise dialogue.
"Liu Xianyang, I promised you in advance that I can't teach you any superior swordsmanship except forging swords. So it's still too late for you to regret it now."
"Tiejiang Ruan, there is no need to be ashamed. I don't think I need to learn the things you can teach me?"
“So best.”
"There's no benefit at all. Why do I feel like I'm on a pirate ship?"
"The Longquan Sword Sect is good for one thing. It's suitable for blacksmithing behind closed doors. It's also suitable for practicing swordsmanship without any distractions, as long as you're not the sect leader."
"No, I just came here to be the sect leader!"
"We'll talk about it later when you reach the Jade Pure Realm."
Liu Xianyang shamelessly rubbed his hands and said: "It's been a lot of hard work to cross the sea with a sword. I was busy on my way. I forgot to bring the gifts when I went out. I have already prepared them. Chen Pingan, you are a rich man, please help me first."
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "You can't afford two Grain Rain coins? You have friends all over Jiuzhou, but you don't take any money with you when you go out?"
Liu Xianyang was so shocked that he said, "You only need two Grain Rain coins? I told you earlier. I thought I would have to sell everything to raise money, so I made up seven or eight legitimate reasons along the way. I had no choice but to worry about Wei Shanjun's night banquet."
As he spoke, Liu Xianyang quickly took out two Xiaoshu coins from his sleeves. After all, he was the leader of the sect, so he still had some private money. He turned around and asked: "Chen Pingan, do you have any unused red envelopes?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and handed Liu Xianyang a brand new red envelope. Liu Xianyang packed the gift money and threw it to Gu Can. It's done. Next, drink a few pots of the mountain's fairy brew, so you don't have to feel guilty.
Gu Can silently put it in his sleeve, not caring about how Guyu money turned into Xiaoshu money.
Chen Pingan said from his heart: "These two orphan Xiaoshu coins have very good inscriptions and are actually worth more than Guyu coins."
Gu Can was not surprised and said casually: "He has some conscience."
Liu Xianyang smiled brightly, clasped his hands in his fists, and said loudly: "Liu Xianyang, the contemporary leader of the Longquan Sword Sect, has met you all, and I am extremely honored."
The genealogy monks of the Fuyao Sect who were about to register their names had no choice but to return the favor one after another.
Gu Can whispered: "De Xing."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "How many years have it been and you still haven't gotten used to it?"
Liu Xianyang said hehey: "The host and guests are not here, so the banquet can't be held?"
Gu Can said: "Just wait for me."
Liu Xianyang immediately moved away and rubbed Gu Can's shoulders, "Are Gu Can's shoulders sore after standing for so long?"
Gu Can dodged sideways and walked straight to the gate of the Patriarch Hall.
Gu Lingyan smiled charmingly, folded his hands and made a blessing, "I've met Chen Jianxian, I've met Sect Leader Liu."
Liu Xianyang hit Chen Pingan on the arm with his elbow.
Those old acquaintances from Yuxuan Kingdom gathered together and stood together. They came here across the continent to establish a sect and help Fuyao Sect establish the Xiashan sect. They are now considered a small mountain sect. Among them, Shen Ke looked quite depressed. Logically speaking, Yuanyoujing Wufu
His body shouldn't be so weak.
The old woman Pu Liu sneered: "Shen Ke, a majestic eight-level martial arts master, how could you drink your courage back after just one nice drink?"
The ghost watcher persuaded: "Fellow Taoist Pu, now we are all in the same boat, why should we be harsh with our words?"
Shen Ke said: "You suffered in the past and suffered only in your body and soul. You are incomparable to me."
Pu Liu smiled and said: "What kind of calamity is it? Why don't Grandmaster Shen explain it in detail?"
Shen Ke said: "I don't dare to recall the feeling of broken gallbladder. How can I have the strength to bring up the past?"
As Gu Can left Aquarius Continent and walked farther and farther away from the capital city of Yuxuan Kingdom, Shen Ke's mood gradually improved a little. When he settled here in Quanjiao Mountain, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, in the realm of immortals, Grandmaster Shen finally didn't have to feel Everyone he saw in broad daylight was a ghost. But when Chen Jianxian took the initiative to invite them to drink together last night, Shen Ke was immediately knocked back to his original state, and he has not recovered until now.
Fortunately, he was a pure martial artist. If he were a Taoist who was most afraid of inner demons, Shen Ke would probably have gone crazy long ago.
There are also two Jade Pu Realm and a group of Earth Immortals who came from the old Baidi City genealogy. They don't get together, they just stand scattered, but they have the same temperament.
Of course, it is impossible not to be curious about the young hermit official who came from a poor background but became famous. However, after practicing Taoism in Baidi City for a long time, his Taoist heart is calm, and he does not lose his composure, nor does he show any interest.
Liu Chicheng, wearing a pink Taoist robe, stood side by side with Chai Bofu, who was standing pretending to be dead.
Elsewhere, there was another mountain in Jincuicheng. Zhai Guangyun was very curious and couldn't help but ask in his heart: "Master, this Sect Leader Liu is still a sword cultivator in the Yupu realm. Why is he so powerful?"
Zheng Qingjia explained: "On the one hand, it is because of Liu Jianxian's character that he is upright and has no taboos, so he will naturally appear sharp. This kind of person, no matter where he stands, is difficult to be ignored by others. On the other hand, Gu Zongzhu is in Yinguan On the Lord's side, intentionally or unintentionally, he restrained his moral energy and calmed down, as if he took half a step back, while Lord Yin Guan took another half step back on Liu Jianxian's side, which ultimately led to the current situation. In your eyes, it's like Liu Jianxian completely overwhelms Sect Master Gu in terms of momentum. The reason for this is probably because they have developed some kind of tacit understanding very early. We outsiders find it strange, which is normal, but the three of them are probably very comfortable."
Zhai Guangyun suddenly said: "So that's the case, no wonder."
When Gu Can was a child, whenever something happened, she liked to hide behind Chen Ping'an.
When he was a kiln worker's apprentice, the inconspicuous Chen Ping'an seemed to be standing in Liu Xianyang's shadow.
Zhai Guangyun was still a little depressed. Lord Yin Guan, whom he respected like a god, was so heroic on the Sword Qi Great Wall. Why did he lose his momentum when he returned to his hometown?
Zheng Qingjia was helpless, but fortunately he had given many instructions and instructions to get this proud disciple to promise not to go to Yin Guan to embarrass himself today.
Xiaomo and Xie Gou didn't plan to attend the ceremony, so they watched Zushan from a distance on the hilltop next door.
Xie Gou praised: "Wow, Taoist fellow Yuanhu has a good eye."
Xiao Mo said: "After all, she is an immortal who is in charge of a city and has nearly a thousand ultimatum monks. She has never been beaten by Yang Zhi and Fei Fei. She has her own merits."
Liu Youzhou took the initiative to walk to Chen Pingan, clasping his fists and smiling.
Chen Pingan returned the salute with clasped fists and said with a smile: "Congratulations, congratulations."
Then the two sides fell into a slightly awkward silence.
Liu Xianyang was secretly happy. He had said something before, and now blacksmith Ruan was in high spirits when he was forging iron.
It was a celebration that was supposed to stir up the public, but it had no red tape and was well-behaved. A portrait of Master Zheng Juzhong was hung in the Ancestral Hall.
Gu Can even skipped the part where the host and guest jointly offered incense and hung the portrait, and went straight to the point, personally writing the genealogy and recording the names, keeping everything simple.
As the only two guests attending this celebration, Sect Master Chen and Sect Master Liu were seated very cleverly...
Liu Xianyang stared at the old guy opposite with his eyes wide open. His surname was Chen. Are we looking at the gate? Did the slug just send us away like this?
Chen Ping'an held his sleeves with his hands, calm and calm, and only took out two gifts of fairy money. We were not arranged to stand outside the door, so Gu Can didn't hold grudges.
This celebration was obviously shorter than the Longquan Sword Sect, Luo Lo Mountain, and Qingping Sword Sect.
The next internal meeting of Fuyao Sect's first ancestor hall, as guests of the ceremony, need to leave first.
After helping to close the door of the main hall, Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang sat on the steps outside the door. Liu Chicheng, as a monk of the Shangzong, stood aside to bask in the sun with fellow Daoist Long Bo who still didn't know where the genealogy was.
With nothing to do, Chen Ping'an took out his tobacco pipe and pipe. Liu Xianyang asked with a smile: "When did you get good at this? Are you addicted?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while and said, "I can't remember the specific date. It's not that addictive."
Liu Xianyang said: "He is a good drinker and smoker, and his whole body smells of alcohol and smoke. Ning Yao doesn't even frown?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "She doesn't care about this."
Liu Xianyang laughed and said: "You think I have never been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"
Chen Ping'an said without changing his expression: "Those drunken words brewed in a wine vat should not be taken seriously. They can be taken as irony."
Liu Xianyang patted his cheek and said, "Chen Dajianxian, you fool, take advantage of the Fuyao Sect before they create the mountain-protecting formation, and give me another congratulatory gift."
Liu Chicheng felt baffled, but Chai Bofu understood the implication. The so-called Taoism in Baidi City, besides falling down again and again, there is nothing serious to do. When you are bored, you just look at the mountains and rivers.
According to confidential information from the Di newspaper and some special channels, I know that there are many humorous sayings circulating on the Sword Qi Great Wall, such as why the second shopkeeper has a shameless face and is thicker than the wall of the Jianqi Great Wall. Since the second shopkeeper can punch him
On the contrary, as long as he puts his face to the ground at the top of the city, all the great monsters from the throne of the wilderness will attack the city together, and I am afraid they will all stare at him.
Liu Chicheng always regarded his senior brother's words as his guide, but this senior brother almost never said anything to Liu Chicheng, so when Zheng Juzhong reminded him not to wander around the Great Sword Qi Wall, Liu Chicheng took it as an edict, not to mention that he had never visited the Great Sword Qi Wall.
He didn't even want to go to Xuanxuan Mountain or the Yulong Sect! So Liu Chicheng went to the realm of Longhu Mountain, and then there was the "descend the mountain to succumb to demons" of the contemporary Great Celestial Master.
In response to Liu Xianyang's joking words, Chen Ping'an smiled and said nothing, and started smoking a dry cigarette again, and the clouds began to swirl.
Liu Xianyang said: "Poor Fu Shanshen."
Fu Dechong of Pushan, the mountain of the Prince of Zhongyue, used to have a good reputation on the mountain, but after a meeting at the Dali Palace, his reputation now became average, very average.
Chen Ping'an said: "Face is not as real as face."
Liu Xianyang rubbed his chin and remembered the young Taoist priest who set up a fortune-telling stall in his hometown.
Chen Pingan's thoughts are as fast as birds flying on the branches.
Awesome Liu Xi, Qing Ming's hard work, wild sundial carvings, colorful Lantern Festival...
He and Ning Yao, Liu Xianyang and Xiang Yue, Fei Ran and Dio Ke, Xu Jun and Chao Ge, Xiao Mo and Xie Gou...
Outside the door, there is also a pair of young Taoist monks from the back mountain. They are at the lowest level in today's Fuyao Sect Patriarch Hall and have not yet formed elixirs, but their seats are not low in rank.
They are all important guests personally invited by Gu Can. They do not have seats in the Patriarch Hall for the time being. Their general status is slightly inferior to Zhao Zhu, the guest guest from Luopo Mountain, or Qing Tong from Qingping Sword Sect.
These two sect-headed genealogical cultivators are both heroic spirits and ghosts. They are seven or eight generations different from Yang Qiangu, the founding master.
Nowadays, the incense in the back mountain is really withering. Otherwise, how can a dojo allow two monks of the fifth level who are not even earth immortals to come to congratulate such things as participating in sect celebrations?
However, Yang Qiangu, the founder of the Ascension Realm, has now left Merit Forest, and Houshan is now different from the past. Houshan has become the leader on the mountain in Fuyao Continent.
With the encouragement of the Taoist monk, the female cultivator finally plucked up the courage and came to Chen Pingan. When she was hesitating about how to talk to him, Chen Pingan had already stood up and wrapped the cigarette pole behind his back.
The female cultivator breathed a sigh of relief. She first announced her mountain gate and Taoist name, and then asked softly: "Master Chen, do you recognize Cao Ci?"
Liu Chicheng was extremely happy. He asked this question. Haoran, the younger generation of martial artists, was a very good martial artist. He was dressed in white, Cao Qingshan and Chen Chen. Who wouldn't recognize him?
Is this straight-to-the-point remark really just a polite greeting, rather than a face-to-face provocation?
Probably because he was too nervous, he blurted out these words, and the female cultivator felt that it was ridiculous. She blushed slightly, and the second sentence she had been preparing for a long time was scared away.
Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "I recognize it. Wenquan has always lost to him. It's embarrassing to pretend that I don't recognize him."
On the side, Chai Bo Fu felt sad, but Chen Shanzhu was not bad at all. He who can laugh at himself can solve a thousand worries.
The female cultivator quickly made up for it and said: "Master Chen, don't get me wrong, it's just because I have several fellow disciples who are all supporters of Cao Ci and are very concerned about Cao Ci's movements."
Chen Ping'an said: "Last time I said goodbye to the Confucian Temple Merit Forest, I haven't seen Cao Ci since."
The female cultivator became more and more embarrassed. After all, she was still nervous, so she said something like there is no silver in this place, "Martial men compete, fists and feet have no eyes..."
Chen Pingan kept smiling, "Thank you for your understanding."
Chai Bofu was filled with admiration. Chairman Chen Shan was really not thin-skinned.
Really unable to continue the conversation, the female cultivator, feeling annoyed at her clumsy tongue, reached out and grabbed the arm of the Taoist monk next to her, trying to get him to save the day. She said: "Master Chen, my husband has admired you for a long time.
Long."
The young male cultivator was obviously more calm than the Taoist monk. He bowed and said, "It's not just me. In fact, the men in our back mountain all admire Yin Guan."
Liu Xianyang joked: "In this case, wouldn't it mean that the two camps are clearly divided?"
The young male cultivator nodded, "Therefore, we, the Taoist monks in the back mountain, cannot mention anyone."
Liu Chicheng finally couldn't help it and burst out laughing.
The night boat was still waiting for Chen Ping'an and his party. Liu Xianyang heard that there was a boat available and was eager to try it.
On the way down the mountain, Chen Ping'an and Gu Can said: "It used to be that the mountain road was difficult to walk, but now it's hard to walk on a flat road. Each stage has its own state of mind."
Gu Can nodded, "I remember."
Gu Lingxuan looked strange. What should he remember? You were just lamenting this sentence last night, why did you pretend to have heard this for the first time?
When they arrived at the gate of the mountain, Chen Ping'an said: "Sail against the current if you don't advance, you will retreat..."
At this point, Chen Ping'an changed his words and said: "You know the general principles. In short, you should experience more things when you encounter them in the future, treat unpaid things with a normal mind, and understand each other's reasons, which will give you a different taste."
Gu Can nodded in agreement, hesitated for a moment, and said in his heart: "You are always dragged down by people like Shen Ke. How can you really be dedicated and single-minded in practicing Taoism, and can you really be so powerful?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Every beat is a bamboo joint. Without bamboo joints, how can it be bamboo? Without bamboo, how can it be as powerful as a broken bamboo?"
Gu Can said: "Take care."
Chen Ping'an remembered what Gu Can had said in his heart before, stopped, turned around, helped Gu Can straighten his clothes, and said in his heart: "First of all, Gu Can will definitely not become the Xinglou of Qingming World. Secondly, Yu Dou is not that good either.
Well done. In my opinion, he, Zheng Juzhong and Lu Chen are the only transcendent existences in the world for thousands of years. There cannot be two or one without the other. Regardless of whether we are enemies or friends, we still have to pay due respect to each other without delay.
Just do what you need to do. In the end, the three of us should practice well. It is inevitable that we will be together less and separated more, so we should cherish each other."
Gu Can said: "Occasionally I can be lazy and don't have to think about anything."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Yes."
The mighty land and thousands of rivers pour into the sea, and they all return to peace.
In the South China Sea, the vast water surface is as calm as green glass.
A woman with her hair tied in a spiritual snake bun, and a young man in white, were riding the wind side by side as they headed for a passage leading to the wilderness.
She asked with a smile: "Liu Youzhou has sent you an invitation. We can barely stop by, why don't we go and join in the fun."
Cao Ci shook his head and said, "I have already written him a reply and declined."
Dou Fenxia joked: "You just don't regard him as a friend?"
Cao Ci said: "It's not appropriate for me to appear there."
Dou Fenxia nodded, "When we get to Quanjiao Mountain, we will definitely meet up with that guy. If we win one more game, we will be able to gather a lot of power."
Cao Ci said: "If we have another sparring session, our boxing will be in another realm."
Dou Fenxia asked: "How?"
Cao Ci said: "It's hard to tell clearly."
Dou Fenxia stopped asking further. She suddenly let out a sigh and put her hand between her eyebrows, "Why did Zhang Tiaoxia appear here? Who is the other one?"
About a hundred miles away, someone seemed to be waiting for them to pass by. Could it be that some martial arts master who could catch Zhang Tiaoxia wanted to block the way and ask Junior Brother Cao about boxing?
Cao Ci said: "Sister, please stay here for now, I will go there alone."
Dou Fenxia nodded without hesitation, "Be careful."
Cao Ci nodded, took a deep breath, and flew away in the air.
Zhang Tiaoxia, who was once the number one martial artist in the world in Haoran, turned to practice Taoism and practiced martial arts midway, taking the Taoist name Long Bo. After that, the old man no longer regarded himself as a pure martial artist.
In the past hundred years, Zhang Tiaoxia rarely appeared on land in various continents, and she was alone. She went out to sea to fish, and only Qigong practitioners at sea could be seen occasionally.
But today, Zhang Tiaoxia was standing in a sea of clouds no more than ten feet away from the sea. The person fishing was a tall, barefoot man with disheveled hair.
Cao Ci actually recognized this person's identity a long time ago, so he asked Senior Sister Dou to stay behind.
The man smiled and said, "Cao Ci, we meet again."
Cao Ci's figure landed on the edge of the sea of clouds, cupping his fists in the distance and saying, "Cao Ci has met two seniors."
Zhang Tiaoxia waved her hand, signaling to Cao Ci that there was no need to be polite.
The man held a pole in one hand, tapped something at his feet with the other, and said: "In today's world, it is said that Tao stops Lu Chen, poetry stops Bai Ye, talismans stop Xuan, and fist stops Cao Ci."
Cao Ci said: "I don't want to take it for the time being."
Zhang Tiaoxia smiled knowingly. Young people must have this spirit.
The man nodded, "Your boy's temper is indeed more to my liking, unlike someone else's."
Cao Ci was quite confused, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Senior is he injured?"
The man nodded and said, "It's a small injury, it doesn't matter."
Cao Ci asked: "Senior, did you come all the way to see me?"
The man said: "It doesn't matter."
Just when Zhang Tiaoxia was about to speak, the man leaned back slightly and turned his head to look at this advanced level martial artist. Zhang Tiaoxia immediately stopped talking.
Zhang Tiaoxia has no place to speak today.
In an instant, Cao Ci came to Dou Fenxia's side.
A nearby figure quietly moved above the sea of clouds.
Dou Fenxia's heartstrings were tense and her face was gloomy. She actually felt like she was going to hell.
Cao Ci said: "It's okay."
The man rubbed his chin, "What a white-robed Cao, why don't I know a martial arts style that can be like this... Fellow Taoist Long Bo, how can you say that you are so elegant?"
Zhang Tiaoxia smiled bitterly and was speechless.
At this Yunhai fishing place, a woman stood beside the man out of thin air. She kicked something into the water and complained: "What are you pretending to be?"
It's actually a head.
Zhang Tiaoxia's eyelids trembled slightly.
The man waved his hand towards Cao Ci, "Business about your business."
Zhang Tiaoxia was in a strange mood. She always felt that the man's Taoist companion looked at Cao Ci as if he were a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law?
As Cao Ci continued on the road, Dou Fenxia felt like she was falling into the clouds, but she did not dare to ask easily for fear of violating taboos.
Cao Ci explained: "Those who open the way to heaven for martial arts in the world."
Dou Fenxia's face instantly turned white.
Cao Ci said: "Senior has no ill intentions."
Dou Fenxia said helplessly: "No matter how malicious you are, I'm still nervous."
Cao Ci said: "It doesn't matter whether you are nervous or not."
Dou Fenxia was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Junior Brother Cao's face, and she understood, "Junior Brother Cao, if you don't know how to comfort people, don't comfort them, really."
Cao Ci smiled and said, "Okay."
Dou Fenxia was a little bolder, "That head?"
Cao Ci said: "I guess he is a new fourteenth realm in a certain world."
Dou Fenxia was silent for a long time and began to mutter, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous."
A certain person from the Fourteenth Realm who had just joined the Dao a few days ago was killed like this? Just had his head screwed off by that person?
On the seaside of clouds, the woman sat next to the man and said, "It's a pity that it can't happen, otherwise it would be a good match."
The man nodded and said, "What's the rush? It's better not to get married."
The woman asked: "Bai Jing is over at Fuyao Island, see you?"
The man said angrily: "What a shame, we trust her so much, she doesn't keep her word!"
The woman said softly: "With such a world and such a war, I can't blame her."
The man said in a low voice: "I don't care, if Bai Jing dares to come, I have to take her..."
The woman stretched out her fingers and twisted the man's arm, giving it a hard squeeze, "Tell me what you want me to do?"
The man was depressed and silent.
In Quanjiao Mountain, Xie Gou grabbed the mink hat with both hands and pulled it down hard, looking like he was afraid to see anyone for the first time.
Xiao Mo stretched out his hand and rubbed his mink hat and said, "I'm here."
Xie Gou said in a low voice: "After all, I am responsible for my trust."
Xiao Mo said: "Then we can't hide anymore."
At sea, Cao Ci and Dou Fenxia came to a huge island near Yufeng, and were quickly stopped by a Jade Purity monk who was hiding in the sea of clouds. They saw the Guan ultimatum before letting them go.
There are three levels of islands and landscape formations here, two are bright and one is dark, which are used to detect the identity of the base and determine the general cultivation level.
Dou Fenxia was born into a powerful family in the Daduan Dynasty, and her master was a female warrior god who was also in charge of the military and political affairs of a country. Dou Fenxia was very familiar with the military battlefield, but when faced with these survey methods, she felt that it was only natural.
During the summer and autumn of last year, the Donghai Tuji's Return to Ruins passage was almost forcibly interrupted by an unparalleled water spell. Once the waterway was broken, it would be time-consuming, labor-intensive, and costly to mend it.
It is estimated that the consequences are unimaginable.
And the world of Haoran still doesn’t know which demon clan in the wilderness took action.
At that time, it was Zheng Juzhong who took action in time to prevent the other party from succeeding.
The Liuxiazhou monk suddenly called out to Cao Ci, and then reported his name and sect number.
Cao Ci stopped.
The monk laughed to himself, "It's okay, just remember the name."
Cao Ci nodded and said, "Okay."
Falling down in the island ferry market, Dou Fenxia looked around and whispered: "Junior sister Liao should come here to soak up the fairy spirit."
Cao Ci asked doubtfully: "How?"
Dou Fenxia couldn't help laughing, "Junior Brother Cao, you are too ignorant."
Cao Ci said: "I have been paying attention to the war situation in the wilderness."
Dou Fenxia rolled her eyes charmingly and gave up on her junior brother without explaining the reason.
It turns out that at the Guixu exit of the South China Sea Divine Village, on the other side of the Wild World, according to the arrangement of the earliest Confucian Temple, there are four top combatants, namely Fu Lu Yuxuan, Longhushan Zhao Tianlai, Paidifeng Huolong Zhenren and Sword Immortal Bai.
skirts.
First, Yu Xuan was in the galaxy outside the sky, and successfully merged into the fourteenth realm of Taoism. Next, Bai Shang went into retreat, and attained enlightenment and soared. After that, the Great Heavenly Master Zhao Tianlai returned to the mountain to merge with Taoism, and his merits were perfect. And then, Master Huolong returned to the first level.
A trip to Beiju Luzhou was another success!
The four monks all broke through!
Damn it, what is this Shenxiang land if not a feng shui treasure land?!
Near the entrance of Haoran Guixu, a Xianjia ferry was built by manpower, waiting for the cross-continental ferry to and from the two worlds.
The real water god escorts, as well as the revered and powerful water kings from all over the world, all have to work hard.
Create a series of water veins suitable for cross-continental ferries to travel across the water.
It’s just Shanze Yexiu and other unrelated people. If they just want to come here to visit the scenery, they can’t hope to get close to this mysterious and vast waterway. The Confucian Temple has already issued strict orders. Once the whereabouts are discovered or the genealogy is suspected, they will be dealt with strictly.
If you dare to resist, the stationed monks will kill you.
The destination of Cao Ci and Dou Fenxia's trip is Shenxiang. Although their master is at Sunset, Yu Xuan is outside the sky, and his status and position are very special now. It is not suitable to take action easily. Therefore, Cao Ci is very big.
To a certain extent, rushing to the wild battlefield is a way to fill a gap. Yu Xuan had no objection to this suggestion made by the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, and everyone in Shenxiang welcomed it.
People like Cao Ci have a kind of trustworthy personality.
There were still five hours until the next cross-continental ferry would return and set off again. Dou Fenxia knew that Cao Ci was not a sociable person, so she planned to choose an elegant room on the top floor of a restaurant.
On the street outside the restaurant, they met a tall, dark-skinned woman with a dull look on her face and a steady step.
In the eyes of experts, her breath is long and strange, not pure or turbid.
Perhaps out of family etiquette, the tall woman will move away when she encounters pedestrians coming directly in front of her. The latter are often forced by the woman's momentum and will choose to give way, blocking each other's way again.
This kind of "courteous" scene was quite interesting. Moreover, the woman was much taller than many men. Dou Fenxia couldn't help but take a few more glances. She just felt that she was really tall and looked like her master. Of course, both of them had absolutely beautiful looks.
Not like.
Cao Ci's face remained normal, but he was actually quite surprised. The tall woman just glanced at Cao Ci, that's all, and the two sides just passed each other.
Dou Fenxia said casually: "Junior Brother Cao, I think she is either an enlightened person or a well-deserved martial arts master."
Cao Ci hummed and said, "The latter is more likely. If Master were here, he would see it more accurately."
Dou Fenxia's heart was shocked, "That woman might be a martial artist of the highest level?!"
Cao Ci said: "It's hard to say whether a god will reach his peak or be perfect."
Dou Fenxia turned around and saw that the tall woman had turned into another street and had a sharp profile.
To say that in today's vast world, a fresh-faced monk from the Fourteenth Realm appears on the road, and Dou Fenxia meets her by chance, which would not shock her so much.
Dou Fenxia suppressed her surprise and curiosity, entered the restaurant and took a seat, opened the mud seal of a jar of fairy wine, lowered her head and sniffed, the aroma was fragrant, and it was indeed worth the money. Cao Ci did not drink, so she only poured herself a bowl.
Jiu, smiled and asked: "If we fight, what are the chances of winning?"
Cao Ci shook his head and said: "This kind of thing is hard to say. There is no certainty about winning or losing."
Dou Fenxia finished a bowl of wine and sighed: "Everyone has come out of the mountain."
Seeing that Cao Ci didn't particularly care about the woman, Dou Fenxia asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Cao Ci said softly: "I'm worried that Pianpian and Ah Xian won't be used to it at Daduan."
Dou Fenxia laughed endlessly, as expected of a master, and asked tentatively: "How about some wine?"
Unexpectedly, Cao Ci glanced at the wine table and didn't refuse, "You can have a drink, and the big bowl will be replaced by a wine glass."
Cao Ci's move was so abnormal that Dou Fenxia even wanted to take on a disciple.
A group of people boarded a night boat.
On the boat, everything Liu Xianyang saw felt new. Traveling through various cities required genealogy.
Last time he boarded a night boat by mistake, Chen Ping'an asked Captain Zhang if he could open a shop in Toutiao City. The old master said there was no problem and he was very welcome.
It was only when Chen Pingan rushed to Fuyao Island this time and boarded the ship with a talisman on the waterfront of the Huashan border that he learned that the female city owner of Lingxi City, also known as the First City, among the four middle cities, had left the night ship, and she had left the ship before she disembarked.
After negotiating with Captain Zhang, Lingxi City will be handed over to Chen Pingan to take care of. If he is not willing to waste his energy and abandon the city, it will be abandoned. In the future, when he finds a suitable candidate for the city master, Chen Pingan will only need to
Just have a chat with Captain Zhang.
Chen Ping'an hesitated again and again, but still did not dare to actually take over a Lingxi City. It was not a big problem to help manage it for a while.
Entering Lingxi City, there has been no No. 1 city since ancient times. The previous city lord chose to be nicknamed No. 1 City. It is understandable that he was arrogant.
Liu Xianyang, Xiaomo and Xie Gou started shopping, while Chen Pingan stood alone in the Hongqiao corridor, saying something in his heart.
The captain of the ship and a young monk came to this place. The monk put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. Chen Ping'an put his hands together and returned the salute.
The monk smiled and said, "I wonder what Yinguan wants to ask?"
Chen Ping'an said: "It is said on the mountain that if a Taoist cultivator is reincarnated, if he wants to remember his previous life and enter the mountain to renew his relationship with the Tao, it will be like a golden needle falling into the sea, and there will be no time to return it."
The young monk waited patiently for what was to follow.
Chen Ping'an continued: "I would like to ask the monk whether Chou Miao from the Great Wall of Sword Qi has been reincarnated. If so, where is his current body?"
The young monk seemed to have expected it, and said with a smile: "Maybe it is far away in the horizon, and you can't find it without wearing iron shoes. Maybe it is right in front of you, and it takes no effort to get there."
Not feeling that it was a useless remark at all, Chen Ping'an waited for a moment, naturally wanting a clearer answer, even a rough and vague clue. But the monk had already said goodbye and left, saying only "Let it go as it happens."
Master Zhang did not stay here either, and left Lingxi City together with the monks.
It was difficult for Chen Pingan to stay, so he stood leaning on the railing, feeling a little empty in his heart.
I really want to see Chou Miao again, whether it's to lead me up the mountain or go to the Ascension City of Colorful World together, we can practice Taoism again and continue to practice swordsmanship.