This prison, which was specifically imprisoned by the Dali court of the wild demon clan, is a secret landscape of landscape without any foul breath. Being in it is like a person in a painting.
The young hidden official and this sewing man with a cruel means are more like a noble man joining hands with his maid and traveling around.
Nianxin explained: "The prison is divided into three levels. Yan Jiaoran and I are responsible for interrogation together. Each has its own division of labor. He is responsible for collecting secret records of wilderness geography and various sects. I am responsible for sorting out the Taoist scriptures and recording them in the book. Yan Jiaoran is an old man here. It is said that it is the forbidden area built by their Zizhao Yan family out of their own pocket."
Chen Ping'an nodded. Yan Jiaoran, who was born in the Zizhao Yan family but did not have an official status in the officialdom, was the confidant of the senior brother. Han Zhoujin, the formation master of the Dali Earth Branch, brought Yan Jiaoran from the Qingtan Blessed Land of Shengao Sect to Dali. In fact, every earth branch monk is a talisman from their old family, an amulet from the Immortal Palace, and a gold medal that will not be avoided after using it. For example, the little movements of the Made Yu family's children in the National Master's Mansion. The reason why Chen Ping'an and Zhao Yao did not kill all the people in the palace was to give them a buffer for the entire generation of Yu family to withdraw from the court, not because the Made Yu family produced a queen Yu Mian, but because this was an unwritten rule that Cui Xuan had when he was built at the beginning of the Dali Earth Branch.
Nian Xin said, "Every time Yan Jiaoran comes here, he will bring two carefully cultivated disciples. The men and women are both young golden elixirs. They have been here for many years and are not a child. They are cruel, but unfortunately they are almost intrigued."
"There are two passages in prison, one is your National Master's Mansion, and the other is the Zifeng leading to Dongyue, with dedicated people guarding it. The one in charge of the middle floor of the prison is only an old man named Su Kan. He occasionally comes here to watch the fun."
Chen Ping'an said: "Su Kan is a pseudonym. He once served as the Zhankan Department of the Yushu Court of the Ancient Heavenly Court."
Twisting the core suddenly realized, no wonder Dali was relieved that Su Kan was alone in guarding the pass.
Chen Ping'an asked: "Have you ever been jailbreak in history?"
Nianxin nodded and said, "Once, it was blocked by Su Kan, so this turmoil did not affect Dongyue Cifeng. The mastermind who secretly planned this matter was the Immortal Realm, and there were more than 2100 demon clans who followed him and rushed out, all of which were dealt with by Yan Jiaoran. Afterwards, Yan Jiaoran joined forces with Su Kan and Dongyue Mountain Lord to investigate carefully. After investigation, there was no fish that had missed the net."
Chen Ping'an said: "Is this case my senior brother personally recognized?"
Tinxin shook his head and said, "I came late, I just heard it as an anecdote, and I don't know the inside story."
Chen Ping'an was silent for a moment, "Let Yan Jiaoran copy the file and send it to the National Master's Mansion."
This is a huge hanging platform, with a jasper ground, like frozen lake water, with countless golden silk threads engraved in seals, and a stone tablet stands in the central area, which is obviously imitating the way of winning by Mr. Jiuhou of Sanshan.
The inscription engraved inscription totaled more than a thousand words in total, and it seemed that the craftsman used gold filling technique to add more than eight hundred words intermittently.
The cages that imprison various demon races are located in the outermost circle on the edge of the platform. There seems to be no magic restriction, but no demon race can cross the invisible thunder pool half a step. They either appear in human form or show their huge true bodies, and use magic and magical power to transform into a variety of false temples. After enduring the years here, I don’t know when I will see the light of heaven again.
The arrival of the young hidden officials today is really a new thing. So it started to make a fuss soon. There was no way. They came to Haoran and had to pass the "gate" that broke into two pieces of the sword energy Great Wall. The red-robed hidden official who was neither human nor ghost was too eye-catching. When you look up, you will see that no wonder some small and medium-sized sects in the wilderness after the war may not recognize the throne monster, but as long as you mention the last hidden official who "welcomes and sends to the wilderness", anyone can say a few words. After a while, they become famous.
Soon a female cultivator with a jade hairpin and a loose robe woke up from the bed, supported the edge of the bed with her hands. She picked up an embroidered shoe with her toes and shook it gently.
She was so energetic that she stared at the watchdog that she finally looked like a person. She said softly in a mouthful of Dali Mandarin, "Oh, this isn't Master Yin Guan? Why did you think of coming here to wander around? A rare guest? Is it because the demon clan has launched a large-scale counterattack on Haoran, and the Yin Guan rushed to silence him? Or has the Zhou Mi succeeded, and the entire world will be the world where our demon clan is the master?"
The Wild Demon Clan is a little better and recognizes the strongest.
How deeply did Bai Ze betray the wild demon clan? When Bai Ze returns to the wilderness, even if it is an unruly ancient monster like Guan Yi, when they really meet Bai Ze, wouldn’t they still respectfully call Master Bai?
Previously, during the confrontation between Chen Qingliu and Bai Ze, Zheng Juzhong's evaluation of Bai Ze was extremely low, but it also depends on how many people Zheng Juzhong has scolded since his success in practicing Taoism.
The sewing man from Jianxin came here and was like a fish in water. In his early years, he hid in the prison of the old deaf child in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. After going around, he still dealt with the demon clan. It was a coincidence that he was the second in command of the Criminal Officer lineage in Feishengcheng. She was not used to it in those years. She was too many rules and was restricted, so she still liked this kind of place more.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Your wilderness has already had a new throne. There are not many old faces left. It seems that only Zhu Yan and Fei Concubine, among which Fei Concubine has entered the fourteenth realm."
She pulled the collar and looked charming, "Forget it, I care about the things in the sky, what should I do? Is the hidden official? Do you need a servant to sleep with me?"
Seeing that the young Yinguan was silent, she raised her chin to the neighbor on the right, "I can call Sister Yushu together. She is a great beauty that we can count in the wilderness. Don't look like she is skinny and skinny, and looks dirty and bloody. Even if I saw her, I would greedy for her body. That is, she was stupid. She didn't want to be a concubine for the throne Huang Luan, and later she refused Fei Fei's invitation. Otherwise, she would not end up in such a miserable field and would have been back to the wilderness for a long time. Even if you don't get close to women, you will be willing to throw her a bottle of magic medicine or two when you return to your true face. When she recovers your true face, you will definitely be shaken and unable to move your eyes. Then, I will set up a romantic tent with my three of you. Let's go to the clouds and rains, and the joy of fish and water, won't you be happy?"
The female cultivator, who was named "Yu Comb", sat cross-legged, her cheeks sunken, her figure was thin, and she had blood all over her body, and there were many holes in her arms and legs.
She just glanced coldly at the man in blue shirt walking slowly, with his hands in his sleeves and a booklet under his armpits.
Nianxin and Chen Ping'an briefly introduced the identities and resumes of these two wild female cultivators. The Taoist name Yushu is named Gao Zhu. She has a very hard bones and never speaks every time she is tortured. It seems that a certain obsession supports her to survive. As for the fox-sex woman, she is named Fu Jin, and has no Taoist name. She is a sword cultivator. Her natal flying sword has been damaged on the battlefield. Nianxin has not been tortured every time, but when she gets close, she is already wearing pear blossoms and panting.
This place is mostly made of Yu Pu and Earth Immortal Cultivators, as well as several pure martial artists with strong physical bodies. One mountain top realm and two long-distance realm, but they have suffered a lot for many years and have been injured in the martial arts foundation, which means that their physical bodies are tough enough to not fall.
Some battlefields are good at placing troops and formations, and they were once highly valued generals in various military tents. There are also several beasts with great killing power. They once took advantage of the situation in Tongyezhou, making various tricks to kill people for fun. There are also some young Taoist geniuses who failed to escape from Baopingzhou in time, or were captured on the battlefield of the accompanying capital, and ended up using various tortures as food.
Chen Ping'an said calmly: "Zhou Mi is dead. You can't believe it."
As soon as the young hidden official said this, the prison suddenly became silent, and there was no noise or noise.
The thin jade comb sneered: "Chen Ping'an, even if you die, you are a ghost who deliberately uses the help of yang energy to cover your roots and feet. Wen Hai and Zhoumi will not die."
The eyes were hot in the instant of twisting the core. This woman was even more determined to speak out and blame herself for her.
It’s because I can’t serve you well.
Chen Ping'an looked through the book book under his armpit, dipped it in his fingers, quickly flipped over the pages, and followed the map to stalk, waving his eyes and reading some secret records of the demon clan.
After throwing the booklet into his sleeve, Chen Ping'an pulled the corner of his mouth, "Twisp the core, put them out, all of them. Then you stay on the side of the stone tablet and watch the show."
Twisting the core was too lazy to ask why, and she swept to the giant monument of the big turtle. She took out two jade pendants and embedded them in two slightly sunken tortoise shells. In an instant, white mist covered the stone monument. The golden threads on the jade ground also dimmed. The layers of prohibitions used to suppress the demon clan were cancelled. A strong smell of blood and various smells were also emitted at the same time.
They are not stupid, so where is this place? If you talk to Yin Guan, our wild guard dog, you will make a profit if you talk a few words.
But there are still people who are not afraid of death. They walked out of the invisible cage without any restrictions, and walked forward tentatively, choosing to face the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
The twisting core was a little surprised. It was not the hard bone of the Taoist jade comb, but the slutty Fu Jin who could not withstand torture the most.
She smiled and murmured, "I just don't know whether the Master's Ten Thousand Years Birthday Ceremony was held in the hometown or not. Can I buy the Jiuquan Sect's fairy wine at the lowest price..."
It was the only elite wilderness that could bypass the heavy surveillance of the Dali border defense and land on the northwest border of Baopingzhou from the sea, trying to quickly penetrate the hinterland, head straight to the capital of Dali, and behead Emperor Song He.
There is no doubt that this is a death. Whether it is success or failure, they cannot escape this fate.
Fu Yin's natal flying sword was cut off by Bai Shang, a sword cultivator in Beiju Luzhou.
There is also a young demon clan martial artist who looks like a young man. He strides forward toward the blue shirt and grits his teeth and says, "Chen Ping'an, I want to ask you for a fight. If you lose, you will die. It is better than being tortured by this unknown mad lady. The bullshit official named Chen, remember, my name is Murong Shuzhi, and in your Haoran, he is also one of the few first-class nobles."
Tinxin smiled and said, "Thank you for the praise."
Chen Ping'an rolled up his sleeves and smiled and said, "I am a man who is very forgot about my nature. Even if Master Murong signs up for a name, he may not be able to remember it for a few days."
Murong Shuzhi's focus is on her surname.
In the wild world, it is both a luxury and a difficult task to have a temple with a sect or a family of noble families.
The surname is in the wilderness, which is much more precious than the Taoist name you can take casually. This is why the Jiashen Sword Cultivator valued the fact that Tuoyue Mountain or Zhou Mi's surname was so important.
Tinxin was surprised to find that when Chen Ping'an, who had not yet handed his fist, had a unique atmosphere where the monks ascended to the Tao and the heaven and earth resonated with him for a moment.
It is a scene of the great way that the practitioners who have been working hard and diligently pursued for thousands of years. There are five heavens and five people!
Taking Chen Ping'an as the center of the circle and the pulse driven by the blood flow of human body as the rhythm, it seems that martial arts can actually manifest the Tao. The fist spirit that can be seen in the naked eye appears on the platform, and it spreads outwards with dull pulse sounds... The rhythm of the fist comes like green mountains. More than 200 demons standing on the edge of the platform are breathing heavily, and the spiritual energy in the body is becoming more and more stagnant. The demons who originally wanted to fight to the death and take the opportunity to sneak attack on the hidden official were shocked to find that even those great refining creatures could not be used, as if they were all over the Dao!
In this kind of scene where you will die when you come forward, only Fu Jin, who is born with a charming face, chooses to go on his own and move forward with difficulty. Her two robe sleeves sway and make noises.
Chen Ping'an neither looked up to her nor looked down on the other demons. He just shook his neck gently.
There was only an indescribable contradiction in his face and eyes at this moment, which was both cold and enthusiastic.
It is almost like a Supreme God overlooking the world. It is also almost like a wild beast wandering around the wastelands in the ancient times and has infinite freedom.
Since you are so hard.
It's better to kill them all.
Next time you visit the wilderness, you will string your heads into a line and hang high above the battlefield. Tell the forgetful wilderness that it will cost you to visit Haoran.
I will put your heads together with all the new thrones' heads, and finally build a high temple of Jing, which will be a brand new moon-to-moon mountain in the wilderness.
He clearly felt Chen Ping'an's martial arts height. As the only two demon clan who came out of the formation, Murong Shuzhi obviously had fear and regret. Once the pure martial artist had the intention of retreating, the boxing intention of the rising tide would fall. He stopped silently.
Didn’t Chen Ping’an, this guy, have the most mountain peaks? Why did there be a legendary atmosphere of being at the first level?! As soon as he returned to his hometown, he broke through the two great passes of the end of the world one after another?
I thought everyone was a martial artist at the top of the mountain. After entering the life and death arena, they established a rule with Chen Ping'an that no swordsmanship or immortal techniques. If I succeed, I would not dare to seek to exchange one life for one life, and exchange death for injury, which would delay the future of this hidden official. For example, when the Nascent Soul Realm is in seclusion, or when Yu Pu enters the immortal, there are more inner demons and the flaws in the heart of the Tao... It is not a loss, and it is definitely not a loss. At least when I die, I feel happy.
Seeing that the opportunity was not good, the warrior from the demon clan immediately changed his words: "Official Yin, I just reported only a pseudonym. As for the real name, I can talk about it later."
Chen Ping'an withdrew his gaze from Fu Jin, turned to look at the mountain top realm, and nodded, "Okay, I can talk about my real name later."
The next moment, Murong Shuzhi's eyes flashed, and the next moment, she felt that the scene of the high platform had tilted, and finally all her eyes turned dark.
In the eyes of Yushu, Chen Ping'an was bullying himself, raised his arms high, and slapped Murong Shuzhi's head off. His head instantly left his neck and quickly smashed it to pieces on the ground.
They began to worry about Fu Jin's ending.
In fact, after being detained for so many years, I have more or less feelings. Because the Dali court has not deliberately restrained their thoughts and words for some reason, many monks communicate with each other. Anyway, they are all dead. It is better to take this opportunity to abandon the view of the world and devote themselves to practicing Taoism. If you can see the scenery of the great road at a higher level and the appearance of the world at a higher level, and be able to be congratulated by fellow Taoists, others and inmates, it is more or less a thought of making joy in suffering.
Chen Ping'an came to Fu Jin, who was struggling and shaking, and raised his hand again. The female cultivator subconsciously closed her eyes, without realizing that she was already full of tears.
After waiting for a while, then opening his eyes, Fu Yin looked at the young hidden official blankly. She seemed puzzled. Why are you merciless in the middle of life and death?
Chen Ping'an asked, "The booklet does not record your relationship with the Jade Fu Palace. Are you an unknown disciple of the founder Yan Shi?"
Fu Jin's eyes suddenly became hot. But the next moment, she felt like she fell into an ice cave. Why couldn't she use that sect treasure?
The Twisting Core, who was standing on the other side of the stone tablet, had to open his mouth to remind him: "Fu Jin, look down and see that he has been pierced through his chest. Since the great refining thing is not on his body, how can he control it and burn with Lord Yin Guan's jade."
The twisting core has already been understood. Fu Zhi pretended to be better than Lai to live in these years, just to wait for Cui Yan to appear or Chen Ping'an to meet face to face today?
Chen Ping'an raised his hand and turned out to be a golden heart. It was like a talisman bag and asked curiously: "Is it a careful and insidious method, or your own fantasy idea?"
Fu Jin looked down and saw that there was indeed a bloody hole in his heart, but for some reason, she had no sense of pain.
Chen Ping'an explained: "Once I punched too fast, and I just learned about your true identity, I used some tricks. Wait for a while and you will feel distressed."
Fu Jin was probably also a ill-minded person, and she was still leisurely. She stretched out a finger and poked it into her heart. She shook it, and there was nothing unusual. She could not determine what kind of Taoist traits of the Hidden Official were. You must know that she was in the wilderness sect, but she read all the books in the Jade Talisman Palace. It was just that the master pity her qualifications, so that she had to hide her weaknesses. She repeatedly told her that the divine objects would be self-deprecating. Otherwise, it would be a great truth that she was humiliating.
Chen Ping'an handed her golden heart back and asked with a smile: "How many talismans are hidden inside? Tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands? Can you really kill immortals in person and ascend to death?"
Fu Jin put the heart back to its original position. She was about to boast about her own methods, but in an instant, she held her heart and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground in pain.
Nianxin said, "Don't trust her when you look the same."
Fu Jin's soul trembled violently and curled up together. When she heard the sarcasm of Twisting the core, she moaned in pain. She wanted to scold the executioner woman, but it was futile.
"What do you think of you? What does it have to do with the Jade Talisman Palace? Pitying the wild talents is your master or meticulous job. It's not my turn to be a hidden official."
Chen Ping'an first stepped on Fu Zhi's head, then raised his foot and "cut off" Fu Zhi's entire arm from his shoulder.
Fu Jin said in a trembling voice: "I am a disciple of the Jade Talisman Palace, one of the wilderness heavenly stems, and the senior sister of Qiu Yun, a talisman cultivator. However, it takes less than a hundred years for us to join the Jade Talisman Palace."
Chen Ping'an took a detour and stepped on Fu Zhi's other arm with a foot. His eyes were slightly displaced, as if he began to stare at her ankle... Fu Zhi immediately said: "It was my own idea to refine the heart into a 'bookhouse' full of talismans. At that time, Master thought it was feasible, so he gave some suggestions to prevent accidents. He also gave him four 'door god talismans' written by him. After that, I used a whole 20,000 talismans to draw 120,000 talismans, and different levels of writing, and the quality ranks are good and bad. In addition, there were more than a dozen large talismans given by the Jade Talisman Palace, which were also refined by me as the center of the large array of the library. Before going down the mountain, Master was quite happy and said that this move could be injured and ascended, and he could protect himself."
Chen Ping'an first stepped on one of her ankles, and then said, "Switch it on yourself."
At the same time, Chen Ping'an reported the names of more than a dozen demon cultivators and asked with a puzzled look: "What are you doing one by one? You are all famous disciples. Hurry up and copy all the Taoist techniques taught by their ancestors. After writing them, I'm sure if there are any hidden personalities or intentional mistakes, so that you can send them to your way."
There were countless golden threads between Fu Jin's shoulders and calves and broken hands and feet, and her blood also showed a magical light golden color.
Sure enough, after verifying the guess, Chen Ping'an asked: "Fu Zhi, is your blood born with a talisman spring?"
Fu Jin nodded and said, "Master, however, never let me bleed and refine the 'Tactic Mo'. He just let me practice well, and strive for a talisman realm that surpasses his and talisman realm, and regain the word 'Tactic' with Haoran. If you have the chance in the future, you may go to Qingming again to show off with an old friend of the master, but who is that old friend? Master did not say the other party's name."
Chen Ping'an rubbed his eyebrows and could see that Fu Yin's master was not only the well-deserved number one in the wilderness talismans, but also a true Taoist scholar.
This founder of the Jade Talisman Palace, the Taoist name is "Yunshen", and the real famous saying master.
Last time Chen Ping'an was engaged in a business with the old master. One of them was "grown" when both sides agreed to the deal and then offered a temporary offer. It was to let Chen Ping'an go wild in the future and help him to go to the Jade Fu Palace, saying that it was "Sword Slaying Master to help him degenerate."
The old audience spoke casually at the time, and it was as light and simple as asking a child to run out of the street to buy a bottle of soy sauce and vinegar to take home.
The only benefit is that there is no limited date.
Chen Ping'an was just a strange thing. Why didn't Zhou Mi just take Master Yan together and concentrate the luck of the wild talisman on himself?
As if he had guessed the thought of Yin Guan, Fu Yin said carefully: "Zhoumi highly praised our master's knowledge and talent. He often visited the Yufu Palace secretly. He never chatted about the situation, but just gathered together to discuss some knowledge that seemed useless to me."
Even though she knew that saying this was a provocation to the hidden official, she was very likely to suffer again. Fu Jin, who was lying in a pool of blood, could not help but say a few good things for her master...the world of her hometown was completely unaware of.
Chen Ping'an did not comment and came to a "book case". The Yupu Realm Demon Clan, who was flying quickly, dared not look up. He just asked: "Master Yin Guan, did you deliberately deceive us. Zhou Mi was really killed by you? What about Shouchen, how dare you be as good as you, and Yin Guan didn't kill him?"
Chen Ping'an put his sleeves in his hands, looked down at the beautiful handwriting with his hands, and said, "After they leaning against the old throne, the Great Sword Immortal Sword is already an old man in the new throne. What kind of dish can you break at will?"
The demon clan nodded vigorously and said, "Nan Shouchen, the official in the north, is definitely not a false reputation. It is true that if he is weak, he will not be able to show the official's strength."
Chen Ping'an looked at the Taoist scripture and asked, "Do you have to open your mouth? I have studied the books of sages in our Haoran world and secretly practiced the ability to speak and follow the Dharma? Teach me?"
The demon clan suddenly smiled awkwardly, and wrote as if he was flying, becoming more and more like a divine helper. He did not forget to make up for it, "Master Yin Guan was joking. I did read some Haoran books. I was sure to take the imperial examination and be the top scorer. I have no chance of saints with Tianxian's magical powers in this life."
Chen Ping'an asked, "If I go to the wilderness and take over the position of the brilliant co-lord, will I be convinced?"
The young Yu Pu Realm, who served as the deputy commander of a military tent, immediately put down his pen and looked up and said, "I must convince the public. I am the first to agree. I am willing to serve Lord Yinguan and lead the team to kill Tuoyue Mountain... By the way, Yinguan, who is the wilderness co-lord, and what is the name of it?"
Chen Ping'an said: "The sword cultivator is a junior brother of the old throne, Qiyun."
The Yupu Realm Demon Clan sighed and said in pain: "No heroes have become famous at that time. Is our wilderness so useless? He actually let this kind of cat and dog be the common ruler of the world."
Chen Ping'an said: "This power bird is sneakily picking up a bargain on the battlefield of the Great Wall of Sword Qi and almost killing me."
The demon clan immediately changed his voice, "If that's true, he should be the leader of the co-leader!"
Chen Ping'an said: "In addition to this Taoist book, please write more about the omissions in Dali's deployment of troops in Baopingzhou."
The demon clan nodded and said, "It's easy to say, Lord Yin Guan, how good is my skill in running script?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I guess Feiran can write better than you when clamping charcoal with her toes."
For some reason, the demon clan said, "I will tell you the truth that it is thousands of miles away from the topic. When it blooms, a peach tree at the entrance of the cave in my hometown is more beautiful than the plum blossoms all over the mountains and fields in the Qingmei Temple in Nantang Lake."
Chen Ping'an said casually: "If you have the chance, go and see if you brag."
The conversation between the two sides, and this talk was full of wild and elegant words. As well as the Wanxin and the Wanhuang spectators, no one felt that it was awkward.
Seeing the movement of the prison in the innermost part, the old coachman came here, in the void outside the platform, opened a door and looked at the platform from afar.
During this period, Chen Ping'an kept looking through the booklet and contacted some secret deeds on Tongyezhou. He killed several demon clans. Each time one died, a gold-filled text appeared on the stone tablet.
When he remembered something, Chen Ping'an called Yuan Hua Realm and threw the booklet to him, and asked him if there was any demon cultivator and martial artist who had the natal flying sword "Yelang" in his eyes. He carefully read the book that was simply a book of life and death. Yuan Hua Realm quickly weighed the pros and cons and said three names, but found that the atmosphere was strange. Not only the sewing man twisted the core and smiled, but even the wild beasts had strange eyes. It turned out that Yuan Hua Realm was the martial artist who had already bloomed his head, Fu Jin, and a Yu Pu Realm where the advantages and disadvantages of Dali's soldiers were buried.
Chen Ping'an said: "Then you can go back."
Yuan Huajing smiled and said, "I'm having fun with me."
Chen Ping'an said: "You can change it."
Yuan Huajing's re-inspections were memorized, and he was very sorry, and shook his head and said, "The rest are useless and useless. I have not yet entered the jade purpur, so they will only waste their share for the time being."
Half of the remaining more than 200 demon clans were using wild and elegant language or their hometown dialect to curse the 18th generation of the ancestor of the unknown sword cultivator who had eyes on his butt.
Yuan Huajing had no expression on his face, looked through the booklet again, named the demon clan who was the most fierce, and said calmly: "National Master, if you have chosen it, you will only have them."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'll talk about it when you enter Yupu."
Yuan Jianxian came and left in a hurry.
Chen Ping'an said to the four demon clans whose name was named by Yuan Hua Realm: "If you don't want to end up being worse than death and become a puppet, you can think about it yourself before this bottleneck sword cultivator of the Nascent Soul Realm has not yet gone into seclusion."
Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked at the old coachman, "Whether you or Yan Jiaoran, you have something you like, you can ask for it directly from the Dali court. If you really have the ability, you can rob it openly, but you can't be smart enough to steal it."
"If you take a step back, you will steal it. You should hide it and don't be discovered by me."
"Or otherwise, like now, we are both embarrassed."
Su Kan just thought the new national master was telling the eight ways and sneered: "What's the point of not worrying about being accused of sins. Of course, now you are in the world of no more meticulous new people. Not to mention the Dali Dynasty, even if you have the right or wrong life and death of the monks on the mountain, you have the final say."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "No wonder he is an old customer of Changyuan Vinegar Shop in Beijing. If you eat too much, what you say is the same."
Su Kan looked at him straight, thought for a moment, sighed and said, "It's back to you. Yan Jiaoran, you can do it yourself, it doesn't have any relationship with me."
The old coachman reached out and grabbed a demon clan that was taken as an unknown disciple from the temple and threw it to the high platform. It was a demon clan with graceful figure and a girlish appearance.
Chen Ping'an looked at her and said in amazement: "At least one hundred earth immortal cultivators are willing to use their lives to enlighten the Tao, and they also want to send them out to the candidate for "orphans" to see again. Tell me what good qualifications to practice?"
She looked indifferent, "If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want."
Chen Ping'an said, "It's just one of the hundreds of sword immortals in the Yueshan Mountain. If you remember correctly, your ranking is still very low. It's one heaven and one earth with Zhujie and others. Logically speaking, you can't get into the eyes of Su Kan, a half-baked master. Tell me, what else do you have to hide the hidden Taoist veins that you can't stand."
Su Kan sighed and said, "She and Yu Shu are both Zhou Mi's unknown disciples. They have served as maids and proofreaders for many years. Later, Zhou Mi gave them to Tuoyue Mountain and Yu Fu Palace. Yu Shu is the one that Yan Jiaoran likes. My disciple has been destroyed and the account is simple. It is easy to hide the truth. Ghosts can also reach the top. Don't worry, I have been sure that she has been at the forefront of her. Zhou Mi did not move any hands and feet. However, Yan Jiaoran was too careful and chose to let Yu Shu stay here to endure hardships. As for the retreat path arranged for her, you can ask Yan Jiaoran yourself."
Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked at Fu Jin and smiled, "No wonder you were going to take Yushu to sleep together. The friendship between the same family is melodious."
Fu Jin's face was pale and colorless. She had deliberately made things difficult for Yu Meng before, of course she did it on purpose, but she did not expect that she would still be caught by the hidden official.
Nianxin said in confusion: "Isn't Yan Jiaoran Cui Xian's confidant?"
Chen Ping'an said: "He is still the person who is Zizhao Yan's words. He always has to prepare for the future. One day, Dali really has no national magistrate, where should he and his family go?"
Su Kan sighed: "Smartness is just mistaken by intelligence, and Yan Jiaoran is also a common human nature."
Chen Ping'an said: "Whether to increase the price of the pickled vegetable shop selling sugar and garlic, and whether to change the master, do you have the final say?"
Su Kan said for a moment.
Chen Ping'an said: "I deliberately delayed coming here to reconcile the accounts. I have given you a chance, and you can't catch them."
Yan Jiaoran did not bring the two personal disciples, but came here alone, bowed and said, "I know my guilt and confessed."
Chen Ping'an waited for a while, looked up at the sleeves and said with a smile: "I thought you would say it was my senior brother Cui Lai's secret instruction, wanting all the demons invading to see a little bit of hope, like a light in the wind in the dark room, the slightest light will be destroyed."
Yan Jiaoran said, "Although I thought of it, I dare not say that."
Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "You can take Yushu away, and Su Kan can take her away. You don't care about the affairs here in the future. The prerequisite is that Zizhao Yan's family learns the horse manure Yu family, but you, Yan Jiaoran, still have the right to suggest the person who takes over the business of the Dali Sui Cultivator. Su Kan takes another unnamed disciple, Zhao Duanming, and must give him all the thunder method."
Yan Jiaoran felt relieved and "received the order."
It’s good, just treat it as the emperor and the minister. I can live my 20th or 30 years of hermit career as a mountain hermit, build a different career, raise flowers and birds, as the old saying goes, “Pomegranate flowers in the pergola, pomegranate flowers, sir, fat dogs and fat girls”, wasn’t it the leisurely scene I dreamed of?
Su Kan asked in confusion: "There are such good things? There is really no plan here, a trap?"
Chen Ping'an looked at him sideways.
Not only are the twisting cores, but also the demons who are watching the fun know the simple meaning of the young hidden official's eyes. In just one sentence, are you worthy of you?
Su Kan didn't care and said, "One day the national master is free, you can go to my house to sit, reminisce about the old calendar, and use it as a dish to serve. I think it's awesome."
Previously, the old heavenly court had been replaced by the new heavenly court, and the new heavenly court also drifted like the wind with the fall of the world.
Whether it is Su Kan or Aunt Feng, these old gods have been soaked in the world for thousands of years, but they are more like humans.
As long as you live long enough and see enough people, you will find that the new objects that can deceive experts are always old.
Chen Ping'an nodded.
The world is shaking, and in a blink of an eye, I am with you, sharing the soul and dream.