Chapter 497: I will also open the sky with a sword
Chen Ping'an left the boundary of Yangchang Palace, quickly sheathed the Sword Immortal, and landed in a miasma-ridden high mountain. He had overlooked the earth before, and as long as he walked out of this mountain range and walked southeast for about fifty miles,
It should be the tall copper-smelling city, and Qinglu Town, where the Pima Sect monks are based, is not far away.
It is very interesting to learn how the immortal wields a sword. The sea of clouds in the world is ever-changing, and you can never tire of it. You can also do something to relieve your boredom. Before leaving Yangchang Palace, Chen Pingan deliberately chose a sea of clouds that was as neat as a knife.
On the bottom floor, his head is submerged in the sea of clouds, and he is slowly swimming with his sword. If there are ghosts and ghosts in the mountains at the foot of the mountain, and they accidentally look up and see this scene, they will probably think... This headless Qi practitioner is mentally ill? In addition to such childish and ridiculous self-entertainment
Le, Chen Ping'an also likes to submerge his entire body into the sea of clouds, with only his head exposed, and then raise his arms to rise and fall, imitating the water.
This is exactly the same as Pei Qian resting his head on the counter in the Qilong Lane shop. They are indeed a pair of master and disciple.
In the inaccessible mountains, it was lonely and desolate, and the trees in the forest were often knotted and sickly. Chen Ping'an passed by a cliff and looked up to see a slender plum tree growing in a gap in the rock cliff. There were clouds and smoke at the bottom of the cliff.
, there is a large pool of broken bones, most likely a tree that is expected to become a magical weapon. After a little enlightenment, it has begun to learn to hunt birds and small animals.
Generally speaking, it is most difficult for plants and trees to become spirits in the world. Most of these spirits turn into human forms and have already reached the dead end of the road, like the cute little spirits standing on the pine and cypress bonsai in Qingfufang at the ferry crossing of Shushui.
, they are doomed to have no hope of practicing cultivation, just relying on the innate longevity of vegetation and wasting their time. Most of them are raised by cultivators, just to look at themselves and make them happy.
Therefore, before the sky in Lizhu Cave fell, the older generation under the locust tree in the small town liked to tell stories about ghosts and ghosts in the mountains, forests and swamps, deliberately trying to fool and scare young children. However, most of the old people would also add a sentence,
It is not easy for us to be born as human beings. We should cherish it and cherish it. Otherwise, if we do not behave well in this life, we will be reincarnated into pigs and dogs in the next life. When Chen Pingan was young, he liked to squat there far away and listen to stories. He was not afraid of heaven and earth.
Liu Xianyang, who is not afraid, never likes to hear such things. He always talks about ghosts, spirits, door gods, and the Kitchen God, which are all lies, so Gu Can usually accompanied Chen Ping'an to enjoy the cool in the shade of the locust tree, and then waited until the mud came.
The woman in Pingxiang shouted at the top of her voice to Gu Can to eat and sleep, then she got up and left.
Chen Ping'an swept up the stone cliff, nailed his five fingers into the cliff like hooks, and hung them in the air. Then he took out three snowflakes and held them in the palm of his hand. He buried the snowflakes with the weapon refining technique given by the River Goddess
The money and the spiritual energy contained in it were refined into droplets of green water, dripping from between the fingers on the junction between the old plum tree and the crack of the stone cliff. After Chen Pingan finished all this, he patted it gently with his palm.
The cliff slowly fell to the ground and continued on its way.
If a Taoist monk is in such a predicament and needs a sum of immortal money that is close to his life, he might have seen this plum tree with some strange phenomena, and his first thought would be to wonder how much it is worth, and finally he would be brave enough to take risks.
Climbing the mountain to support the wall and cutting it down, the mountain is empty and the ax sounds. As for whether the opportunity of the plum tree itself is cut off, no one cares. If the path happens to be higher and the money is tight, and encounters the two spirits on the chain bridge, it will not matter.
Will it be a fight that is no less dangerous than a battle between the great roads?
Chen Pingan has never disliked those cultivators fighting and climbing to the top, even if their methods were more ruthless, Chen Pingan could understand it. The only people Chen Pingan didn't like, or even hated, were some mountain gods who were already in high positions.
Taking advantage of all the benefits, like the dragon hiding in the sea of clouds, he is aloof, but still has no mercy for the human world. As long as the realm is not as good as his own, his life is like a piece of grass in their eyes. They will suppress them at will and kill those who are an eyesore.
An understatement of "the Tao is ruthless" can make a Taoist heart as solid as a rock.
What kind of path is this?
Walking alone in the mountains and forests, Chen Pingan murmured to himself: "If you don't like it, it must be wrong? Are you, Chen Pingan, too domineering? Who are you?"
Chen Pingan asked himself again, "Compassion does not control soldiers, and righteousness does not control wealth?"
Chen Pingan shook his head.
Chen Pingan feels that the ancients only spoke half a sentence, which is not truly enlightening. Once some words taken out of context are regarded as a guideline by the world and regarded as a golden rule of life, it can indeed save a lot of troubles in life. It is not that it is wrong to say
, but in the end it still has a fly in the ointment.
For example, it is mentioned again in the book.
Compassion does not lead to troops, but once power is in hand, there must be great benevolence.
Righteousness does not control wealth. After becoming rich and powerful, there must be great righteousness.
Chen Pingan stopped, jumped up to a high branch, sat on the tree, took out the carving knife and bamboo slips he had not seen for a long time, and carved these two sentences on the bamboo slips.
After thinking about it, he also engraved the words Yangchanggong said to the mouse spirit on another slip, about cultivating his mind and strength.
Chen Pingan put away the carving knife, held a letter in one hand, raised it high, and said with a bright smile: "Now, it is really said in the book!"
Okay.
It turns out that it was all Chen Ping'an's own nonsense.
I guess in the whole world, only those sycophants from Luolu Mountain are willing to take these words seriously, right?
Chen Pingan carefully put away the two bamboo slips and was in a good mood.
Chen Pingan then rushed to Tongfu City without any hurry.
Instead, he drank a few sips of wine, and there was still quite a bit left in the wine flask he had brought out from the Yangchang Palace.
Chen Pingan began to carefully count and calculate his belongings in his mind. This time he entered the Ghost Valley from the Skeleton Beach and gained a lot.
However, the damage to the spring grass robe on my body is not serious. If I want to truly repair it as before, I estimate that at least five to six thousand snow coins will be needed.
When we escaped from the siege together as scholars at Diyong Mountain, in order to show weakness to the enemy, we did not dare to reveal the details of the pure martial artist too early, so we had to deliberately suppress the pure energy in our bodies, and we were beaten solidly with the help of the robe alone.
The mountain-moving ape gave a heavy hammer. Later, on the bank of the Heihe River, he fought with the Thunder God General of Jixiaoshan and was trapped in a thunder pond. The spring grass robe was seriously damaged by lightning and lightning. This was not a small expense.
Chen Ping'an felt itchy in his teeth.
Chen Pingan could only comfort himself, "The world's smallest Baofengzhai still needs some capital to do business. Your mentality of making money without capital and profit is unacceptable."
Moreover, being in the thunder pool is like burning your skin and soul in oil, which is the real experience of Ghost Valley.
Although it is a little lighter compared to the torture in Luoluo Shanzhulou, the benefits are not small, and Leichi is the most tortured prison in the world. There is something wonderful about suffering like this. Chen Pingan has actually noticed that his muscles and bones
, the soul has become a little tougher.
Crow Ridge, a snowflake robe that was taken from the White Lady in Skin City. According to Fan Yunluo, the market price is two or three Grain Rain coins.
If it were sold back to Skin City, there should be a premium of one or two Grain Rain coins.
Just thinking about the white lady who likes to play tricks on others makes Chen Pingan feel depressed.
At that time, she changed a face to confuse people's hearts, which made Chen Ping'an angry and a little guilty at the same time.
In addition to the five bones that were carried out of the Ghost Valley by the pair of low-level Taoist monks, there were also the jade-like bones of more than a dozen female officials and maids from the Skin Refreshing City placed nearby.
As for how much it could be sold for after leaving Ghost Valley, Chen Ping'an was unsure of how much it could be sold for at Skeleton Beach.
Thinking of this, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but look to the south, wondering if the Taoist couple had sold for a high price.
The so-called January appointment.
In fact, Chen Pingan didn't take it seriously from the beginning, he just wanted the other party to collect the money with peace of mind. Chen Pingan didn't care whether the Taoist couple, who had a hard time making money in the Ghost Valley, kept their promise and waited for a full month.
Because the Taoist couple sold those five sets of white jade bones from the City of Skin, Chen Ping'an would not show up at the Naiheguan market no matter if they waited for a month. Without waiting, they would abscond with the money, and they would worry about chasing after him afterwards.
Responsibility is more or less a concern for them. After a month, even better, they can leave with peace of mind and let the fifth-level female cultivator break through the bottleneck and enter the Dongfu Realm of the middle-level fifth level. That fairy money must be
It is more than enough to help her stabilize the cave realm. As for the remaining surplus, whether the male monk can take advantage of the situation and break through the realm only depends on God's fate.
As for why Chen Pingan is like this.
The reason is simple.
Just like Chen Ping'an, who was in the basement of the summer queen, must collect the two bones of those who died holding hands, not for the sake of wealth. Not only did Chen Ping'an not covet the king of Longxi Kingdom and the cultivator of the Qingde genealogy,
The only thought of the white bones and dragon robes is to go back to their homeland and bury their bones among the green mountains and green waters.
May the lovers in the world get married in pairs and finally get married. May the dead people who have lived up to their hearts forever be together in life and death.
The road is long and the road to eternal life is long. During practice, I diligently practice swords and punches, and I am not afraid of facing strong enemies. I also do these small things that others are reluctant to do, but I insist on stopping to do them. Why is this not life?
Great pleasure?
There are harvests from the Guanghan Palace in Huoluo Mountain, from the summer queen's boudoir and from the treasure house.
I divided more than a thousand snow coins from the scholar.
However, Chen Ping'an felt that the most valuable thing was the piece of cold iron used as the "door", which was carefully built by the Mohist organ masters to create a cold moon palace.
As for the bottles and jars in the boudoir of the Moon Palace, Chen Ping'an is still very concerned about it. In the future, he will leave the Skeleton Beach and continue his journey north. God knows whether he will meet a few ladies who have money but no place to spend it. The fairy on the mountain?
Maybe they are attracted by lard, so they have to buy it at a high price? Zhu Lian swore that there is no woman in the world who doesn't want to be better-looking. If there is, she has not yet met the man she likes who is worthy of "pleasing her appearance"
That's all.
As for the large box of military books treasured by the Demon Catching Immortal at the end of the Yangchang Palace tunnel.
Chen Ping'an hadn't had time to look through it carefully, and after planning to settle down in Qinglu Town, he looked through the books one by one. They should be all the books left on the Bone Beach by the two dynasties and more than a dozen vassal states. They were given to Yangchang Palace.
After a thousand years of existence, it happens to be one of the capitals of Chen Pingan, a small baggage house. However, it still needs to be carefully selected and a batch of the best ones will be placed in his own library in Luolu Mountain.
When I thought about the future disciples of Luopo Mountain who would go into the building to borrow books and read them, I heard that the old man in the library said that this was what our mountain master had gained from his long trip to the Bone Beach of Luzhou in Beiju. The old man continued to talk nonsense.
, said you must be careful when looking through books, because these are treasures found in the den of dragons and tigers...
Do you think that when you look back at a book, you must be more careful and attentive? Then under the lamp when you are tired of studying, you will more or less admire the "mountain master" who has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers at such a young age.
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Chen Ping'an sat on a high branch and couldn't help but laugh.
Continue to settle accounts.
The accountant, who is also wearing a green shirt, can only think about losing less and losing less in Shujian Lake.
In this ghost valley, you can think about making more money.
The days are really getting better and better.
Five pieces of golden thunder whips of different sizes were excavated in Jixiao Mountain, the territory of General Chi Lei Shen.
The true value of these heavenly and earthly treasures, the Golden Thunder Bamboo Whip, is unknown at the moment.
But why did the previous monster with two golden eagle heads say that he was the thief who moved the thunder pool?
Because of this, Chen Ping'an was worried about big changes on the Jixiao Mountain side, so after leaving Heihe, he deliberately avoided Jixiao Mountain.
In fact, Jixiao Mountain is the same as Laolong Cave. If you are really not afraid of death, you might find something unexpected if you check it out.
Of course, in this case, just like the pair of low-level Taoist monks, they are really putting their heads on their belts to make money and risking their lives.
In the ancestral temple by the Black River, he and the scholar sat on the ground to divide the spoils, and jointly divided the spoils. The scholar built the cave treasury at the bottom of the river from Fu Hai Yuanjun.
Six spiritual weapons.
Chen Pingan gave up the so-called magic hairpin and only wanted the pitiful 800 snowflakes stored in the Shuifu treasury. (ps: The 18,000 snowflakes in the text of the previous chapter have been revised and should be
It’s eight hundred.)
And inside the small Yuanshui Mansion, the scholar swept into the objects nearby, a pile of "junk items" similar to those collected in the boudoir of the Moon Palace.
Even after returning to Luolu Mountain from his trip to Shujian Lake, Chen Pingan still rejected the magic weapon that could only benefit water-loving monks.
It is true that occasionally a few pieces of pie fall from the sky and hit you on the head.
However, Chen Ping'an could not trust the "scholar" who had Yang Ningxing of the Chongxuan Department, who used mystical Taoism to condense all the evil in the mind into a pure "mustard seed".
But Chen Ping'an was very curious about how this unique Taoist method of Yunxiao Palace's Yuyi Qingxiang could refine the mind like refining objects.
After Chen Pingan finished calculating his accounts, he realized that he had earned so much money during his trip to Ghost Valley.
Although on the way here, I found that the mountains and rivers on the Baojing Mountain collapsed, it was most likely that Yang Chongxuan finally obtained the opportunity of the mirror, and the Thunder Pond of Jixiao Mountain was secretly moved and vacated, which was a great blessing.
But Chen Ping'an didn't think that these other people's huge profits could make him jealous and coveted.
In fact, the scholar who was always scheming and losing to Chen Ping'an in everything, looking back at what he gained when he left Guixigu Valley, even without mentioning the Three Mountains Realm where Yang Ningzhen worked so hard to make him wedding clothes, only that the animals kept in the Old Dragon Cave
The golden cockroach fish in the small water and the ancestral coin made by a certain Dayin Immortal of Dezong of Qing Dynasty. With these two items alone, it was enough to return home with a full load.
But even if he knew the truth, Chen Ping'an wouldn't fall for it.
You take your Yangguan Road, and I take my single-plank bridge.
You take your big blessings, and I take my little rags.
Chen Ping'an suddenly smiled, with a smile that could not be concealed, and said cheerfully: "The more of such rags, the merrier!"
Then Chen Ping'an shook his sleeves and said, "Besides, you are not rags, you all have lots of fairy money."
What's more, in the big sleeves of the robe that was taken off from Yang Ningxing, there were still three valuable talismans hidden in it.
Chen Ping'an jumped off the high branch, his steps cheerful, imitating Cui Dongshan's swinging sleeves, and imitating Pei Qian's steps, how similar in appearance and spirit.
Chen Pingan felt that he was indeed a little complacent.
But so what, I am happy now.
Chen Pingan was carrying the jug. After drinking, he didn't even want to throw the jug away. After putting it away, he felt a little regretful that he didn't encounter any monsters along the way. The scene was similar to Tongguan Mountain, but in
When he was about to leave the top of the mountain, he suddenly discovered that at the foot of the mountain far away, two groups of people had a dispute.
Chen Ping'an quickly and familiarly sneaked over, gathered all his energy, and chose a hidden place to hide.
On a huge and crude chariot, it is said to be a chariot, but in fact there is no cover around it. It is more like a raft with a throne on which sits a muscular man with golden swords and horses.
The burly man, two feet tall, has a fist as big as a bowl. He is holding a huge tailor-made wine bowl in one hand and is drinking from his head. The wine is pouring freely, and his chest hair is as thick as a forest. It is like a heavy rain. There are empty wine bottles at the feet of the big man.
Beside the throne, an eerie woman with pointed ears sat curled up, holding a large bowl full of wine in both hands. From time to time, she secretly glanced at someone in the "enemy camp", her eyes were as charming as silk.
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The chariot was carried on the shoulders of the eight-headed little monster.
Near the chariot, dozens of monsters were wearing iron armor, holding swords and guns, and they were shouting.
Facing this group of mountain spirits were a dozen tall ghosts dressed as elite soldiers, armed with swords and crossbows, just like warriors on the battlefield.
The leader was a general ghost wearing silver armor, with a scowl on his face. Standing next to him was a living man who was a head shorter than him. He was surrounded by ghosts and spirits. He still looked arrogant and showed no fear. He was actually wearing a chest
Wearing a bright red civil service uniform with a white pheasant embroidered on the front, a white gauze singlet underneath, white socks and black shoes, and a jade belt around his waist, this "official" who seemed to be young was pointing a finger directly at the chariot.
Cursed endlessly.
The burly man sitting on a hill, listening to the man's constant curses, raised his foot and lightly kicked the woman at his feet, and asked in a low voice: "What are you talking about?"
The charming woman smiled and said: "You are not a human being when you are scolding me."
The strong man was stunned for a moment, "When did I become a human being? Who is human between us and these skeletons in Tongstincheng? Isn't it just this white-faced scholar who is human?"
The woman lowered her head and covered her mouth, giggling. When the strong man dropped the wine bowl in his hand, she quickly raised the wine bowl in his hand and took it. The woman beat his legs and said with a smile: "Master, you are a scholar in Tongfu City.
Speak, isn’t it just so out of tune? It’s better if you don’t understand me, sir. If you understand me, is it possible that you want to go to Tongfu City to become an official?”
The strong man grinned and said: "I would like to be a bit of a sesame official for the female prime minister of the school. During the day, I will talk to her about some slanderous words in the book, and at night, I will have a heart-wrenching battle, and listen to her humming like a song.
Son, even if I think about it, I am really a Xiaohun."
The ghost general heard what he heard clearly. He pressed the hilt of the knife and said angrily with a gloomy face: "My prime minister is like a fairy, but you are a beast with hair that hasn't shed all its hair yet. Can you insult her with words?!"
The strong man didn't take it seriously. He drank half a bowl of wine and threw away half of it. He threw the bowl outside the carriage, wiped his mouth, leaned forward, put his hand into his mouth to pick his teeth, and said with a smile: "I
With the eldest boy under the great demon-catching immortal, he is a sworn brother who chopped off chicken heads and burned yellow paper. He is also one of the adopted sons of the great sage who can move mountains. What does it mean to eat a few woodcutters on your Tang City Lord's territory?
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The civil servant man yelled loudly: "You old dog, don't pretend to be stupid here. We are here to ask you for the new scholar! This man is the scholar most valued by the Prime Minister. Please return it quickly."
Otherwise, our Tongfu City will have troops to attack the border, and we will no longer care about the kindness of our neighbors! Weigh the importance carefully, whether you are a dog with a hard life, or the army of our Tongfu City is sharp!"
Chen Ping'an could vaguely see the true identity of the strong man on the chariot, with a mountain dog looking like a chaser squatting behind him.
It's just that the picture is very blurry, and sometimes appears and sometimes disappears.
The boy who catches monsters under the Immortal Seat? Could it be the rat spirit who hid a sharp knife at the entrance of Yangchang Palace and then flicked it to death with one finger?
Chen Ping'an looked at the chariot and was afraid of comparison. Compared with Fan Yunluo's valuable chariot in Skinny City, it was indeed too shabby. No wonder he became sworn brother with the rat spirit of the palace palace.
The new scholar who came up to the mountain in Tongfu City to beg for a Jinshi must be Yang Ningxing, who was captured by the fan-wielding "gentleman" and taken to Peiluo Mountain to claim credit.
Chen Pingan was more interested in the civil servant man.
It can be seen that he left Tongfen City this time on official business, but judging from the schadenfreude revealed in the subtleties of his expression, deep down in his heart, he must still hope that the colleague who may compete with him for favor in the palace will be expelled.
It is good if the mountain dog eats it and turns it into fertilizer for the mountain.
The strong man who did not expose his shortcomings when he was scolded became furious, spitting everywhere, and began to scold the man who was an official in the Tongfu City and was short-lived and unable to enjoy happiness.
The two sides quarreled for a long time.
Chen Ping'an didn't see anyone take the lead in using the knife.
In the end, they just went back home and went back to their respective homes.
Chen Pingan was also a little convinced.
After taking a picture of the sword gourd, he jumped off the branch and followed the group of copper-stinking city ghosts from a distance.
On top of the chariot, the strong man remained motionless, as if he couldn't bear the power of alcohol and was dozing off due to sleepiness.
When they returned to the cave, the chariot slowly landed on the ground, and the charming woman suddenly screamed.
It turned out that my master, who was invincible in martial arts, died suddenly and inexplicably. This strange and strong man, the Tongguan Mountain Mountain Dog, had transformed into a human form, with only a drop of blood seeping out from between his eyebrows.
After Chen Pingan approached Tongfu City, he took out the Pima Sect sign and hung it on his waist.
He also carried a large package on his back, which contained bottles and jars obtained from two places, the Moon Palace Zhong Boudoir in Huohua Mountain and the Black River Water Mansion.
As for whether these transactions would reveal the truth, Chen Ping'an naturally doesn't care now. He just wants the monsters to follow the clues and seek revenge.
It's just that the great demon-catching fairy doesn't even dare to stay in his own Yangchang Palace for a long time. How dare he come to this copper-stinking city to die.
In the previously raised sword gourd, Chu Yi seemed reluctant to show up to kill monsters.
It was the monster that Feijian Fifteen killed.
Chen Ping'an held up the bamboo hat and then covered it with the old man's face.
Earlier at the Water God Temple by the Black River, the scholar said that he wanted to keep that young face as a small souvenir.
Chen Pingan did not agree.
The scholar stepped back and said he was willing to spend a lot of money to buy it.
Chen Pingan said that it was okay to buy it, and the price was ten grain rain coins. Since the two parties were already good brothers sharing weal and woe, it would hurt their feelings to talk about money, so they would give it a 11% discount.
The scholar then reluctantly handed back the face.
It's hard to find such a kind and kind brother in the world.
Among the cities in the southern part of Ghost Valley, Tongshi City is a fairly small city with tall walls and three city gates. Because a large area in the north of the city has been carved out to look like a palace for a human monarch, a large number of palaces have been sealed by the city lord.
The generals, ministers, ministers, civil and military officials all lived nearby. More than ten large and small markets were opened in the city, and commerce was prosperous. There are many detailed records in the "Xinxinji" written by Pima Zong, including one that said, "Hang Pima Zong
Jade Pai, when entering Tongfu City, not only are there no restrictions on entering and exiting the city, but all transactions within the city are provided with additional preferential treatment.
It can be seen from this that the lord of Tongfu City, who has taken root near Qinglu Town and has grown his business bigger and bigger, is a person who knows how to behave... and be a ghost.
Sure enough, after seeing the jade plaque on Chen Ping'an's waist, the ghost guard wearing armor and sword changed his face and changed his face to a humble one, not only after accepting the money but also with a smile. Not only that
, and also congratulated in unison, "I wish the immortal master a prosperous future", which caught Chen Ping'an off guard. After thinking about it for a while, he did not leave quickly, but acted like a foreigner visiting Qinglu Town, and flicked a snowflake
He paid money to a captain in charge of the city gate. The latter quickly caught the snowflake with both hands, bit it gently with his mouth, and immediately smiled from ear to ear.
In the Tongshi City, there are three big houses famous in Ghost Valley, and a daughter's house, with many brothels and brothels that are full of makeup. After all, the women in the city are particularly beautiful. In addition to some skin and flesh business, the daughter's house also sells people and selects them.
Some girls who looked at the pretty girls clearly marked their prices there. Historically, there was no shortage of foreign immortals who took the bones of young girls from Tongfu City and took them away from the Ghost Valley. According to legend, one of the girls was still pure Yin.
Meiyu, who practices Taoism, and the benefactor who saved her from water and fire, joins the ranks of the earthly immortals. In the world, sects and immortals on the mountains go down the mountain to select disciples and test the qualifications of others. They often have their own strengths and weaknesses, which is extremely difficult.
It is difficult to really see clearly, let alone all kinds of strange opportunities. My honey is like arsenic and frost, my beauty is like jade and another is rock. There are countless such situations.
Chen Ping'an was deeply aware of this. When he left Shujian Lake and walked north, he accidentally passed by the gold and silver shop in the county town. There were two young clerks who were in the midst of blessings and did not know how blessed they were. Because there were two
The old immortals who hid their identities and traveled around the world were watching them. Among them, the old monk who was more advanced in spiritual practice chose the young man who seemed to be honest and honest without any spirituality as the target of preaching, while the monk who was one level lower than him chose that one.
A clever young man serves as his disciple.
There is also a zoumafang, which is mostly used for bartering. Jade minerals, spiritual flowers and rare herbs, white jade bones, and various dynasty relics obtained inadvertently in the Ghost Valley can be bought and sold here, and everyone can get what they need. After all,
The practice of ghost cultivation also has its own many details. Every time you reach a higher level on the path of cultivation, you will survive longer.
The last gold powder workshop is dedicated to trading the secret treasures collected by the prime minister of the school. Of course, the immortal master traveling in other places can also take out his own treasures and sell them to the city lord's sister.
This is the destination of Chen Ping'an's trip to Tongfu City. If he wants to be a baggage house here, he must first practice his skills and learn to be thick-skinned.
Along the way, ghosts walked unhindered during the day, and the living men, women, old and children had no fear and went shopping and enjoying themselves.
It should be that the small world of Ghost Valley has already refined the light of the sun and moon in the vast world, especially since the sunlight can no longer harm ghosts.
Jinfenfang is not big, with only a street of shops and shops. Most of them are scholars who have not yet obtained academic qualifications but are famous for their talents.
This woman's idea of ordering the prime minister is truly unbridled.
Chen Pingan came to the first shop on the corner. The shopkeeper was a young female ghost in gorgeous clothes, and there were two white-faced little ghosts, a boy and a girl.
Seeing Chen Ping'an with the Ma Zong entrance guard jade sign hanging around his waist, the two little guys were a little scared.
There have been many disasters in the history of Tongfu City, but it was these foreign gods who went on a killing spree in the city, causing countless casualties.
The ghostly girl looked as usual and asked politely: "Old immortal, do you want to buy something or sell something? Since my shop can be opened on the street, naturally the goods are not bad and not fake."
Chen Pingan changed his voice and said with a hoarse smile: "If I walked from that way, wouldn't it be at the end of the street?"
The girl smiled sweetly and didn't take it seriously. After all, the business of the shop has always been about whether the customers want to buy or not, and whether they want to sell or not.
The two little guys, who were originally timid, looked at each other and smiled. It turned out that this old god wearing a bamboo hat could tell jokes.
Chen Ping'an looked at the antiques and treasures on the shelves in the shop. There were very few of them with spiritual energy flowing. Most of them were relics of the previous dynasty excavated from the ancient battlefield of Skeleton Beach, and armor and equipment from Crow Ridge.
It's almost the same. It's nothing more than one that has been properly maintained and is as bright as new, and the other that has been left in the mountains and is stained with rust. Moreover, the treasures on the mountain cannot be called spiritual weapons just because they can hide some spiritual energy. The monks carefully refined and crafted them, and they can feed back the spiritual energy.
Scholars, only by warming and nourishing the Qi Mansion can one be considered an introduction to spiritual weapons, and then one must be able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on one's own, and be able to refine and purify it. This is another difficulty. It is the so-called "the heaven and earth give shape, and the objects have spirits."
There are many secret treasures in palaces in the world, which are extremely valuable in the eyes of ordinary masters, but this is why they are not considered by the eyes of the masters on the mountain and are regarded as nothing more than worn out shoes.
However, the treasure of the store is a well-deserved spiritual weapon. It is a heavy iron arrow without feathers. Presumably the owner of this object must have been incredibly strong during his lifetime and was a warrior on the battlefield. The tip of the arrow is above
, the blood stains have not faded away yet, and have soaked into the arrows.
When the female ghost shopkeeper saw this man staring down in front of the arrow, she smiled and said: "The old immortal master really has a good eye. This object is called the 'Mountain-breaking Arrow'. It was once an object that was used by a soldier from the Longxi Kingdom to defeat thousands of enemies on the battlefield. That person
The general is a military strategist. His life weapon is a mountain-breaking bow. With twelve mountain-breaking arrows, one arrow can blast through the mountain. The power is extremely amazing. This mountain-breaking arrow is even rarer because the arrowhead is stained with blood.
, because it shot through the eyeball of another enemy military general, the blood stains remained for thousands of years, so my master named it the 'eye-breaking arrow'. If it is an ordinary copper-stinking city ghost and the mountain spirit, it is
One glance at this arrow will make you feel dazzled and your eyes will hurt. If the old immortal master buys it, travels through mountains and rivers, and swims with arrows, evil spirits will be warded off, and ghosts will not invade."
Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Where is that broken mountain bow now?"
The female ghost shopkeeper lamented: "During the heart-wrenching battle at the Skeleton Beach, the bow was stretched to pieces by its master on the battlefield. Not only did the bowstring break, but so did the bow itself."
Chen Ping'an sighed: "What a brutal fight."
The female ghost smiled and said: "If this were not the case, there would be no chance for ghosts like us to come back to life. Instead, we have to thank those warriors who do not hesitate to die on the battlefield."
Chen Pingan nodded, "I'll go shopping again."
The female ghost didn't force her and allowed the old man wearing a bamboo hat to leave the shop.
Chen Pingan visited all the shops on this street and found that the situation was similar. Each shop treasured a spiritual weapon. For example, there was an iron plate pipa in the shop at the end, which was in good condition.
The rest of the scattered collection of antiques are not very popular. Even if Chen Ping'an wanted to buy them at a low price and resell them elsewhere, he couldn't pick out one or two pieces. Presumably, the real good things are all
The woman has been ordered by the Prime Minister to be kept in the "palace city".
Chen Ping'an still learned a little bit about picking up leaks and eyesight from Ma Duyi and the old ghost in Shu Jian Lake.
However, after seeing too many good things, Chen Ping'an is still somewhat confident about whether an object is good or bad. However, in the end, there is still a difference in how good it is and how good it is.
Finally, Chen Pingan returned to the shop where he first set foot. The two little guys were no longer afraid of him. They were sitting on the threshold to bask in the sun. They just moved their buttocks to let them out of the way.
The female ghost shopkeeper smiled and asked: "Does the old immortal master have any unexpected gains in our Jinfenfang?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "You can't buy something with a good price and good reputation."
She glanced at the big package Chen Pingan was carrying and asked, "Is the old immortal master going to give up his love and sell his treasure?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Try your luck, I wonder if the shopkeeper will like it or not."
She smiled and said, "Let's talk about it after seeing it. If you really have that kind of quality, my shop will not be afraid of spending money."
Chen Ping'an took off the package, placed it gently on the counter, and moved things out one by one.
These are only 30% of the items in the Summer Empress’s Boudoir and Fuhai Yuanjun Water Mansion.
It can be seen that Chen Ping'an's ability to scrape the ground three feet before was so great that not a single blade of grass grew in the place where he passed.
The female ghost looked strange at first.
Because the previous items were actually items used in women’s boudoirs, makeup jars, makeup mirrors, silver boxes with inscriptions and mandarin duck patterns, and women’s headdresses, which were as big as a fist, but were carefully carved and contained a cluster of bright red peonies with hundreds of whirling flowers...
This old foreign immortal master is really a shameless pervert!
The guy wearing a bamboo hat also seemed to feel that something was wrong, so he stopped taking things out and finally started to rummage around and took out a few normal wealthy items.
The angry and embarrassed face of the female ghost shopkeeper improved a little.
When Chen Pingan took out a pair of golden chopsticks, her eyes changed slightly.
It's even more exciting than seeing the ingenious golden flower headdress.
In the end, Chen Ping'an only took out half of the items in the package, which were so densely packed that they filled the counter, and asked: "Does the shopkeeper have anything he likes?"
The female ghost shopkeeper's eyes wandered around all the objects at will, and only paused briefly on a gouache porcelain vase. It seemed that in general she was only slightly tempted, but more often she was disappointed.
Chen Ping'an lamented, "Since neither you nor I can show anything, we have to go to the copper-stinking city in vain."
Seeing that the bad old man was about to pack the package, the female ghost gently stretched out a finger, pressed lightly on the gouache porcelain bottle, and said: "Old immortal master, I wonder how much this little porcelain bottle costs? I
Looking at the cuteness, I plan to buy it with my own money."
Chen Ping'an glanced at the small pastel porcelain vase, deliberately showing a hint of sarcasm, and said with a smile: "It is the least valuable among my treasures. Just give it to the shopkeeper."
Chen Ping'an was sure that it was really worthless. Ladies and powerful ladies might like it, but it only sold for tens or a hundred taels of silver. The reason why it was chosen by the ghost shopkeeper was just a series of price-lowering tactics.
First, Chen Pingan will never do business again, so he still has a lot of eyesight. In terms of the depth of his mind and the depth of his city, can this female ghost shopkeeper from the copper-stinking city really be comparable to that scholar?
So Chen Ping'an began to stuff the items on the counter back into the package, as if you, the shopkeeper, were blind and I was determined to leave.
as expected.
The female ghost couldn't hide the anxiety in her eyes, and asked again: "Old immortal master, my shop has not been open for a long time. How about this? If I pack all the things in your package, I will offer you ninety snowflakes."
How about spending money?!"
Chen Ping'an once again glanced sideways at the female ghost with a painful look on her face, pushed the pastel porcelain bottle, then kept moving her hands, and said angrily: "I'm not a beggar begging for food.
I’ll just give you this thing, and for the rest of the real treasures, I’ll go elsewhere to find a buyer with real money. I don’t believe it, there’s no one with a good taste in this huge copper-stinking city.”
The female ghost seemed a little angry and did not pick up the pastel porcelain vase. She did not say anything to persuade the bad old man to keep it, and allowed him to collect all the belongings he took out and put them back into the package.
Son, the old man was no longer polite. He held it in his hand without pulling it down. Finally, he crossed the threshold and walked away.
When the bad-tempered old man left the shop, the female ghost shopkeeper muttered silently for ten times, then hurriedly waved and called a little ghost girl to the counter and said: "Follow that man, if he turns around and walks back to our shop
, just leave him alone. If he walks all the way and doesn't look like he's going back to Jinfenfang, just go up and tell him that our shop is willing to discuss the price with him."
About a quarter of an hour later, the little girl rushed back to the shop with a sad face, wrinkled her little face, and was about to cry, and said: "Sister Zhenguan, I followed the old man quietly all the way, and he really didn't notice me. I followed him for a long time.
, but after approaching Nuerfang, he turned into an alley. I didn't dare to follow him too fast, for fear that he would see me when he turned around. So I poked my head out, and when he left the alley, I ran in again, and when I ran out to see him,
He just disappeared. Sister Zhenguan, the old man just disappeared in a blink of an eye. I ran back and forth on that street several times, but I still couldn’t find him..."
The little girl covered her face with her hands and started sobbing when she talked about her sadness.
The female ghost shopkeeper was worried and distressed. She quickly walked around the counter, squatted down, touched the little guy's head, and said softly: "Okay, okay, it's not a big deal. Don't cry, don't cry."
The boy standing aside made a face, gloated, and said: "Sister Zhenguan, if you had asked me to follow you just now, the old man would definitely not be able to escape. You girl is stupid, and it's not like Sister Zhenguan doesn't know it."
The girl finally stopped crying, but now she burst into tears.
The female ghost shopkeeper gave the kid a sharp look, then went behind the counter, took out a silver bell, and threw it to the kid, "I can't leave here in the shop. Take this token and remember not to lose it. Then
Hurry to the north palace gate and inform the gatekeeper, General Chu, that an old immortal master from abroad came to Jinfenfang earlier and has many treasures with him. Please tell the Prime Minister not to miss it. It is best to meet that person in person.
Meet the immortal master."
The little boy nodded vigorously, "Okay, sister Zhenguan, don't worry, I'm much more reliable at doing things than the sparrow girl!"
The little girl cried harder and harder.
The female ghost shopkeeper pointed to the door, glaring at the little bastard who kept adding fuel to the fire, "Disappear quickly!"
"Got the order!"
The boy immediately ran out.
After a while, the shopkeeper, who was squatting on the ground to comfort the little girl, turned around and looked dumbfounded.
Outside the shop door, a tall woman held the motionless little boy in her hands. She walked into the shop with a smile and said with a smile: "Zhenguan, there is no need to look for me. The wind in Tongfu City has been tense recently, and all suspicious people are coming in and out.
Our city lord is being watched carefully, so as soon as the old foreign immortal master walked into Jinfenfang, I got the news."
The woman put the little boy on the ground, sniffed it, her face was filled with intoxication, and she said with a smile: "Hey, it's such a heavy aura of precious light, Zhenguan, you really missed a huge deal."
The young female ghost said guiltily: "I was thinking of helping the Prime Minister lower the price, but I never thought that the old man had a bad temper and just left in anger."
The woman waved her hand, "It doesn't matter. As long as he's still in our stink city, we can find him anywhere. I've already sent someone to invite him over."
The woman was the biological sister of the Lord of the Tang Dynasty in Tongfu City, named Tang Jinxiu. Over the long years, it was she who played house like a child, building a court in the city and organizing the imperial examinations for the prime minister.
The city lord Tang Weiwei is an old golden elixir ghost, but he has almost never fought with anyone. This is not surprising. In more than ten cities in the south, Pu Chun has the strongest combat power. If he had not committed evil, he would have been a shocking Yu Pu.
The Realm Ghost Sword has been cultivated. The other city lords, except for the Taifu City Heroic Spirit near Lanshe Town, have never reached the realm of Yuanying, and none of them can even be said to be "hopeful". Further north, there is only one Yuanying City Lord.
It is the hidden backer of the Summer Empress, the powerful heroic spirit of the city that never surrenders, the mainstay general who died in the battle of Shence Kingdom, one of the three ghost commanders under his command, and even the broken mountain bow of Bronze Stinky City.
The owner once visited Jinfenfang in person, and just took a look at the broken mountain arrow placed in the shop. Instead of taking it away directly, Tongfencheng wanted to return it on his own initiative, and the Jindan Ghost Commander did not take it away either.
Down.
Tang Jinxiu smiled and said: "When he comes over, he will say that I am the owner of this gold powder shop and the one who really manages the money. Once my identity is revealed, the immortal master will have to raise the price to death."
The female ghost shopkeeper smiled and nodded.
Tang Jinxiu glanced at the two little ghosts, the boy and the girl, and scolded with a smile: "You two idiots, let's go and play."
The two little guys ran out of the shop quickly.
A slender figure appeared out of thin air in the shop, surrounded by ripples of Yin Qi.
Tang Jinxiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Brother, why are you here? If I remember correctly, this is your first time to visit my Jinfenfang."
The young female ghost whom she called Zhenguan was already kneeling on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Greetings to the city lord."
The middle-aged man said: "I'm here to tell you that you'd better not have any other ideas except doing business with that person."
Tang Jinxiu smiled and said: "Isn't he just an old man? Why, are you afraid that I will take a fancy to you? He is not a young and handsome guy. I have no idea."
Tang Jingyi said helplessly: "This person just used some deception. If the intelligence is correct, he should be the young swordsman who caused Fan Yunluo and all the monsters in the mountain to suffer a lot. I just got a piece of news, that mountain chasing dog
He died too, his head was pierced by a flying sword, quietly and without even showing his face."
Tang Jinxiu licked her tongue.
Tang Jingyi said sternly: "I don't care about you when we play in normal times. This time it is very important. If you are not careful, you will miss half of the stink city. If you still dare to do this, don't blame me for banning you for a hundred years!"
Tang Jinxiu said aggrievedly: "Since it is such a big matter, brother, why don't you just step in and do it yourself?"
Tang Jingjing laughed angrily and said: "I came forward? What to do? If the news spreads, is it a secret plan to destroy the other big monsters? Or is it ambitious and wants to annex the surrounding cities? Or I am sitting down in this shop, eating melon seeds, and following
He keeps asking for prices all over the sky and pays the money on the spot? Since he has no intention of making any noise and just comes to our city to buy and sell, even you know how to hide his identity to prevent the other party from raising the price. How can I bargain here? The other party only has a piece of Xiaoshu money.
Spend a Grain Rain coin to buy it? Otherwise, our copper-stinking city will not show respect to a young swordsman?"
Tang Jingwei stretched out his finger and tapped his shame-faced sister, "Next, you just decide that it's just a business. You don't need to add any unnecessary extravagance, and you don't need to deliberately please. But if the other party is blindly aggressive, don't be too afraid.
, our Tongfu City has signed an alliance with Qinglu Town, and those Pima Sect monks will definitely not sit idly by."
Tang Jinxiu said with resentment in her eyes: "I know."
Tang Weiwei turned to look at the young female ghost and warned her: "Remember to remind her not to be a nymphomaniac when the time comes. The prime minister of our Tongfu City is really not worthy of a young swordsman."
Tang Jinxiu stamped her foot, "Brother, have you ever said that about your sister?!"
The heroic spirit of the city lord had already come in a hurry and quietly returned.
About half an hour later, a ghost woman who deliberately did not wear palace attire led the old immortal master to the corner shop of Jinfenfang.
The female ghost's chastity is like facing a powerful enemy.
Tang Jinxiu was already standing at the door of the shop, with her hands behind her back and a gentle pressure with the other hand, signaling to the real shopkeeper behind her not to be nervous.
After the woman reported the situation.
Tang Jinxiu looked at the "old man" who was wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a bag on his back, and said with a smile: "Old Immortal Master, he actually passed through the Daughter's Square without entering. He hid and drank, making it easy for us to find him."
Tang Jinxiu then began to introduce herself, "I am the shopkeeper of all the shops in Jinfenfang. Zhenguan is blind and doesn't have much money in her pocket, so I'd better do business with the old gentleman."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Okay, I hope you will never bully customers in the store. My old bones can't stand a few beatings. I can't even hear a single word of those threatening words."
Tang Jinxiu cursed in her heart, but the smile on her face grew stronger, "The shops in Jinfenfang, the youngest ones, are all four or five hundred years old, with gold-lettered signs and lots of repeat customers, so the old immortal master can just rest assured.
"
Chen Pingan entered the shop, and Tang Jinxiu and the female ghost Zhenguan stood side by side behind the counter.
The woman who found Chen Pingan was guarding the door of the store.
Chen Pingan took off the packages, took them out one by one, and placed them on the counter.
Still took 30% first.
It's dazzling and the treasures are overflowing.
Tang Jinxiu picked up the pieces one by one and put them down one by one. When she saw the exquisitely carved golden flower jewelry with hundreds of peonies clustered around it, her heart trembled slightly and she said with a smile: "It's such a beautiful object. It's so beautiful to put down."
In the market dynasties outside, this ingenious craftsmanship must have come from the gods on the mountain, and it should be worth ten thousand taels of silver. After all, this thing has a long history. It was once the favorite thing of a beautiful queen in the Anting Kingdom. As long as it is crushed,
When you break up the snow and spend it like rain and dew, it drips into all the flower stamens, and it is said that strange scenes will happen. Well, I'll offer you a Xiaoshu coin."
During the Tang Dynasty, Jinxiu mentioned the pair of golden chopsticks again. After looking at them carefully, they struck each other. She listened carefully, then nodded and said: "It is indeed it. This thing is also well documented in history books. It is the last king of Queshan Kingdom."
The emperor gave the famous minister Song Jing a gift. At a banquet, in order to commend Song Jing for his integrity as an official, he specially ordered the immortal family to make these chopsticks. They were not made of ordinary gold, but were made of gold.
The material of some secret treasures on the mountain was found, so the sound of knocking was like someone whispering the words "incorruptible" and "upright" in the ear. Song Jing was worthy of this thing. He led the army to fight as a civil servant, and he actually made outstanding achievements in battle.
, has made great achievements on the battlefield, but it is a pity that one person can resist the general trend."
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "In this case, I won't sell this thing."
Tang Jinxiu said in astonishment: "Old Immortal Master, why is this? I am willing to pay the same price for a Xiaoshu coin. Besides, this pair of golden chopsticks will never be sold at such a high price elsewhere. Since I am not only buying things, but also in Lao
Before the immortal asked the price, he took the initiative to tell the historical origin, so we can know the sincerity of our Jinfenfang, and we can truly treat others with sincerity."
"Sincerity is of course very sincere."
Chen Pingan nodded and said with a smile: "But I plan to give these golden chopsticks to others."
Tang Jinxiu had no choice but to give up. Normally, she would really be tempted by the pair of golden chopsticks, but she would only offer fifty pieces of snow, thinking that the other party was saving money for her.
In the end, Tang Jinxiu bought about half of the 30% of the items in the bag, including the golden flower headdress, for a total of nine Xiaoshu coins. Taking into account the premium of Xiaoshu coins to Snow coins, that is nine hundred and twenty-thirty snowflakes.
money.
One of them, an old gilt incense burner that Chen Pingan could not detect, turned out to be the most expensive. Tang Jinxiu did not elaborate on the reasons, but only said that she was willing to pay four Xiaoshu coins. Chen Pingan raised the price by one, and Tang Jinxiu
Still hesitantly agreed, but when she asked Zhenguan, the female ghost next to her, to put away the small incense burner first, Tang Jinxiu burst into laughter and was filled with pride. Chen Ping'an knew that the sale was cheap, but it didn't matter, what he earned was his eyesight.
In fact, including this package and the estimated value of all the bottles and cans nearby, Chen Pingan's expectation was to sell five hundred snow coins.
If you can sell three hundred pieces of snow for money, it will actually be considered a big profit.
My trip to the Baobo Zhai was basically a business of chopping off the meat from the legs of birds and removing the fat from the bellies of mosquitoes and flies. I didn’t expect to make a fortune, I just relied on a trickle of water to add up.
Tang Jinxiu endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it in any longer. She took the small incense burner from Zhenguan's hand and rubbed it carefully with both hands. She really couldn't put it down. She raised her head and smiled at the "old gentleman" who had taken off his bamboo hat and said, "This little incense burner,
The origin is quite complicated. It was once a spiritual object that a great hidden immortal of the Qing De Sect used to accompany him when he was young. It was just a seal on the bottom and did not reveal his identity as a Qing De Sect. However, this great hidden immortal once had a travel book handed down to the world.
, it is not widely available. I happen to have a copy in my collection. I read it often and am familiar with it, so I know the basics of this thing. Although the incense burner is not a treasure, it is just a spiritual weapon, but its true price should be worth a Grain Rain coin.
Now, no matter whether it is a ghost or a spirit, just light a stick of mountain water incense and you can quickly calm down and enter the state of meditation and forgetfulness, which is very rare."
The female ghost Zhenguan was a little anxious, so she gently tugged on her sleeves.
Tang Jinxiu then stopped talking angrily and stopped showing off his knowledge of textual research.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "That means this thing is not destined to me, but it is destined to the owner of the workshop."
Tang Jinxiu handed the incense burner to Zhenguan and said, "Based on the old gentleman's free and easy attitude, I will be brave enough to add one Xiaoshu coin to make up one Grain Rain coin!"
Tang Jinxiu took out a Grain Rain coin from the purse at her waist and handed it to Chen Ping'an, "I've got both the money and the goods."
Chen Ping'an took the fairy coin, rubbed it with both fingers, weighed it, then carefully put it into his sleeve, nodded and said with a smile: "Both the buyer and the seller are very happy, it is rare. If you get some rare treasures in the future, you must come to the shop owner."
Shake and hug here."
Tang Jinxiu pointed at the package, then covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Did the old immortal master forget that there are still 60% of the items in the package that have not been taken out?"
Chen Pingan slapped his forehead and said, "I have never touched a few Grain Rain coins in my life. The boss is laughing at the joke. I will slowly take out the other items. The boss just takes a closer look."
Tang Jinxiu smiled without saying a word and was very considerate.
She sneered in her heart.
Act, you continue to act.
As for the young female ghost holding the incense burner, she felt that it was an eye-opener. This young swordsman who was so blind and disguised was really a natural businessman.
Tang Jinxiu was not idle when Chen Ping'an was moving things out of the package. She began to put the beloved items that she had spent money on on the treasure shelf behind her. As for those that she had not been able to buy, she
She moved the objects to the side of the counter first, with skillful movements and clever stacking without any collision with each other. Therefore, even if Chen Pingan took out more than 30% of the objects, the counter still did not look crowded.
Tang Jinxiu picked three more items one after another, but this time the bid was only two small summer coins, a mutton-fat jade handle, and a spear tip with gold inscriptions, all because they were from the two dynasties.
Only the relics of emperors and generals have such a price, but Tang Jinxiu said frankly that the spear tip was sold elsewhere. If he met a military monk who knew the goods, he might be able to sell two small summer coins for the same thing, but in this ghost valley, this thing
The price is not high, it can only be a pretentious ornament. No wonder her gold powder shop doesn't pay a high price.
Chen Ping'an didn't take it seriously and still chose to sell it to Jinfenfang.
There was no room for items on the counter, so Tang Jinxiu asked Zhenguan to put the incense burner and then move the items on the row of treasure shelves behind the old immortal master.
This time Tang Jinxiu chose four small objects, a silver goose bowl, a scroll with two peonies, a small golden cage for crickets, and a small man boot...
When Tang Jinxiu put down the scroll and picked up the little boots.
Chen Pingan's face looked as usual, it was all money.
Tang Jinxiu finally spent four Xiaoshu coins on the most precious painting, the two peonies leaning against each other, named "Little Yellow Lady" and "White-coated Prince". They are among the ten most famous trees in Shence Kingdom.
Peony 2. This painting took up three Xiaoshu coins. The other three items were just what Tang Jinxiu found pleasing to the eye. They were tainted with some historical allusions from the Skeleton Beach countries, otherwise they wouldn't be worth a few gods' coins, so they were sold to her.
In Tang Jinxiu, the copper-stinking city, the "old gentleman" in front of me has found the right person.
As for the picture scroll, the golden flower headdress from before, and the incense burner that she and Tongfencheng missed most, as long as you are not an "old man" from Skeleton Beach and Ghost Valley, no matter how good your eyesight is, you will miss it.
After checking out twice, hand over the Xiaoshu coins.
Chen Ping'an began to pack the packages. His trip to the Baobo Zhai in Tongstin City was a bit unexpected.
It's one Grain Rain coin, plus six Xiaoshu coins.
The rest of the unsold items in the package are not just junk. After leaving Ghost Valley and Skeleton Beach, there is still a chance to sell them for real money.
Chen Ping'an made up his mind to go back and leave Tongfen City the same way he came. He must reward the ghost of the city gate captain with another piece of snow money. That guy must have had a good reputation. This trip to Jinfenfang is not a source of wealth.
Guangjin?
After carrying his luggage, Chen Pingan put on his bamboo hat again, took out the pastel porcelain jar from his sleeve, put it on the counter, looked at the young female ghost, and said with a smile: "Just treat it as a gift to express your feelings.
I wish the shopkeeper a prosperous business."
The shopkeeper named Zhenguan glanced at Tang Jinxiu quickly, and seeing that the latter had no reaction at all, the young female ghost accepted it with a smile.
Chen Ping'an left Jinfenfang and left Tongfen City through the previous city gate. He threw a piece of snow money to the city gate captain. The latter was overjoyed and bowed to thank him repeatedly.
Chen Pingan went to Qinglu Town.
Find a place to rest there, and in addition to recuperating, you also need to draw two shukuchi charms made of gold material.
After all, the places that can be called stable in Guixi Valley include Lanshe Town, only Qinglu Town where Pima Zongzhuquan is personally in charge.
Qinglu Town is not far from Tongshou City. It is just a detour through mountains and rivers. Chen Pingan did not wield a sword and was just walking on foot. After being able to see the outline of Qinglu Town, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After Chen Pingan left the shop.
Tang Jinxiu tapped her fingers lightly on the counter with a smile on her face.
It is said that it is easier to invite gods than to send them away. Not only did I successfully invite gods, but I also made a little profit, and I actually made money in a serious way.
However, Tang Jinxiu murmured a little, fearing that her brother, who rarely taught her a serious lesson, would scold her for "superfluous".
The moment Chen Ping'an walked out of the city gate, Tang Weiwei came to Jinfenfang's shop.
Tang Jinxiu's eyes were wandering.
Tang was surprised and said with a smile: "It's pretty good. I handled it well and actually managed to make a good deal. It's rare. I know I helped Tongfu City make money."
Tang Jinxiu was relieved.
Tang Jinxiu was very proud and asked: "Brother, do you think that guy knows my identity?"
Tang Qingyi twitched his lips, "He may not be sure at the beginning, but by the time he leaves the shop, he should already have an idea."
Tang Jinxiu wondered: "Where did I show my flaws? As the owner of Jinfenfang, he knows so many historical allusions, so it is not a flaw, right? Several female officials around me have read hundreds of years of books with me.
They can all be treasured as treasures."
Tang Qingyi glanced at the female ghost Zhenguan and pointed at her.
The young female ghost with fair skin was immediately frightened and her face became even paler and colorless, and she knelt on the ground with a plop.
Tang Jinxiu uttered an ouch, then realized later: "That guy sent the pastel canister back then, was he trying to test Zhenguan on purpose?"
Tang Jingwei seemed to be in a good mood and said with a smile: "Get up, it's not a big fault, it's something that can't be hidden. For Qi practitioners, the truth is often not important, far less important than what they think in their hearts.
Suspicion. Furthermore, as long as any monk in the outside world can achieve this state, he will not live like a dog for a long time. Every word, deed, and final result of the two of you is considered the best.
That’s right, as the city lord and brother, I have no reason to be too harsh on you.”
Before Tang Weiwen left, he said to his sister: "Remember to reward her with a small summer coin. It would be great if you could give some of the generosity and lavish spending to the men in Tongstin City to the women."
Tang Jinxiu rolled her eyes.
there.
Chen Ping'an had already picked up his face and walked into Qinglu Town. It was not big, not even as big as the Naiheguan Market.
There are just two criss-crossing streets. It is estimated that the total number of houses and buildings is less than a hundred, and there are no mansions.
There are only a few people walking on the road, but there are tea stalls and restaurants. The tea sellers and wine sellers are all beautiful young women. They must be the women who make a living here in the copper-stinking city, and most of them have some monastic skills. Unfortunately, they are not
And you can't become a monk of Pima Sect.
There are two Xianjia Inns in Qinglu Town, one in the south and one in the north. The one in the north is more expensive, costing ten snowflakes per day and night, while the one in the south only costs one.
Chen Pingan asked if it was because of the difference in spiritual energy. He never thought that the woman in the north inn smiled sweetly and said very honestly that there was no difference. It was just that the north inn was closer to the monastic hut of the sect leader. Rich immortal masters
I am willing to get together here, and Master Du Xian lives in this inn all year round, so I can meet him often.
So Chen Ping'an turned around and headed south.
The woman blinked her eyes, seeming a little surprised.
The monks and pure warriors who are able to go to Qinglu Town are all rich and wealthy. There is really no one who is short of money. There are only two types: rich and richer. The most precious thing in the world, face, how can it be
Can you throw it on the ground and not be able to pick it up just because you spent money on nine snowflakes on this day?
After Chen Ping'an asked for a room, he began to empty out the items and the package, replaced them with some fresh items, and put them into the package.
I plan to go to Tongshoucheng Jinfenfang again in a few days.
This is called catching a fat sheep and pulling out its wool.
There is no shop like this after passing this village.
After doing this, Chen Ping'an continued to spend money one by one to repair the spring grass robe on his body.
After about a cup of tea, Chen Pingan stopped.
Repairing the robe is not just a matter of spending money, it is a meticulous job.
Chen Ping'an began to practice sword furnace staking, running the sword energy for eighteen stops that still could not completely break through all the barriers.
An hour later, Chen Ping'an drank a large sip of the deep stream water in the sword-raising gourd and began to refine the water essence to replenish his own water palace.
It only took more than an hour to refine three drops of "spring water" in one go, and gave them to the three green-clad boys in the water house to catch them in the palms of their hands.
Chen Ping'an's superficial practice is so time-consuming. Once he retreats, he will not hear anything in the world. That's why there is a saying that you don't know the cold or heat of the world in the mountains.
When Chen Ping'an took advantage of his rest time to indulge in his mind, his Yin spirit turned into a mustard seed and patrolled the water mansion. As a result, he encountered resentful looks from those little guys.
It probably means that if you have mediocre talents, you should practice more diligently, and the stupid bird will fly first. Why after building such a big mansion with key acupoints, these years are not just three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, it is simply fishing for one day and one year.
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Chen Pingan felt guilty and left Shuifu in embarrassment.
The fire dragon, which was condensed from the martial artist's pure energy, was staring at Chen Ping'an silently at a fork outside the Shuifu Gate.
Chen Ping'an was speechless.
It swung its head and tail and swam away quickly.
A few years ago, there used to be a little golden man in Confucian robes and a sword standing on top of its head.
Together with it, we hunt in all directions and expand our territory together in this small world. We are invincible, just like the civil and military forces of temples complementing each other.
Chen Ping'an put away his thoughts and stopped looking inwards. After regaining consciousness, he sat at the table, his eyes lowered, and he was speechless.
It is not easy to convince others to be reasonable, and it is also difficult to convince yourself.
So why bother being reasonable?
A bowl of market rice and a boxing manual.
does it worth?
Even if the price paid for this is extremely huge and has damaged the foundation of the Dao, is that choice really the right one? What if it is wrong?
Chen Ping'an is not obsessed with the first question that has long been answered, or the question that is destined to be temporarily unknown between right and wrong.
But Chen Ping'an was scared and palpitating because he didn't know why he was thinking these things.
Chen Ping'an suddenly took a deep breath, stood up, left the table, turned upside down, wore a green shirt with big sleeves swaying, closed his eyes, and began to walk upside down on the heaven and earth pile.
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There is an emerald-green bamboo raft parked on the copper-green lake. Yuan Xuan, a young man from Sanlang Temple, is still fishing. This time there are no outsiders, so it is more leisurely and casual. The female martial arts retinue and the old man who cultivates the golden elixir sword each hold a fishing rod.
pole.
The young man had just returned here not long ago, and he was a little disappointed. The young ranger who was said to have made a big name in Ghost Valley did not come.
Yuan Xuan glanced at the still lake, turned around and asked: "Sister Fan, Grandpa Liu, didn't you say that man is a pure martial artist? Why does everyone in Qinglu Town say that he is a warrior with a difficult state?"
The sword cultivators who are testing each other are just guessing whether they have reached the golden elixir realm, or whether they are a hidden and terrifying Nascent Soul Sword Immortal?"
The woman named Fan looked embarrassed, "She should be a martial artist."
The old man wanted to be more knowledgeable and said with a smile: "The guesses of Xiaofan and the monks in Qinglu Town are actually not necessarily wrong. There are some weirdos in the world who are indeed both Qi practitioners and pure martial artists. It's just that these kind of heavenly beings are
The prouder, the later they get, the less likely they are to succeed. For example, a martial artist who has already reached the far-traveling realm, or a Taoist who has finally reached the Nascent Soul realm will be in big trouble unless he has great perseverance and great determination.
Don't be afraid to give up one of the paths decisively, otherwise it will be extremely difficult to truly reach the top, and you will just be fighting with yourself, and both paths will come to a dead end."
Yuan Xuan was speechless and said: "If it is true that the legendary Far Traveling Realm martial artist is only one step away from the mountain top realm, and he can possess the magical powers of the Nascent Soul monk, wouldn't he have to fight against the invincible hand across the entire continent?"
"Invincible? Still far from it."
The old man smiled and shook his head and said: "As long as an ordinary jade-level immortal is not a sword cultivator, he will really have a headache when dealing with such a rare freak. But if he is a sword immortal or an immortal-level monk, he will be able to handle it with ease.
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Yuan Xuan's thoughts were so intense that he jumped thousands of miles away and asked with a smile: "Grandpa Liu, you are a swordsman, so tell me why monks in the world have so many weapons.
You are the only ones who are so powerful with swords and are known as the most lethal ones? Grandpa Liu, don’t fool me. I know that sword cultivators are the most expensive, and we are the ones who practice the innate sword embryos.
There is only one spirit in a thousand, and these two reasons are not the whole reason."
The old man laughed and said: "This is a very old almanac."
The old man stopped talking and raised his hand to point high above his head.
Yuan Xuan took a look and nodded. The young man from Sanlang Temple who liked to ask questions the most did not ask any more questions this time and started fishing quietly.
But Yuan Xuan was still a little itchy. After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out three fingers to the old man.
The old man shook his head, stretched out his hand again, and pointed to a higher place.
Yuan Xuan put away two fingers, leaving only one.
The old man smiled and still shook his head.
Yuan Xuan finally began to fish with peace of mind.
On the contrary, it was the female martial artist who was older than the boy. Her head was confused and confused, and she did not understand what the old man and the young man were talking about.
Half an hour later, there was still no fish caught.
Yuan Xuan threw a handful of bait into the lake. There were veins in the water. It looked like the lake was calm, but in fact there was a lot of detail underneath. The young man did not throw it casually. He asked casually: "I heard that the old turtles over there in the Heihe River are raising
I have a pair of golden turtles that have lived for at least 1,500 years. Grandpa Liu, if I tell Uncle Du, can we kill them and buy them with money from that old turtle?"
The old man patiently explained: "Unless it is killed, such spiritual objects are destined to be unavailable. However, the old turtle can live in this ghost valley for so long. It is extremely difficult to kill it successfully, unless
It was Sect Master Zhu who took action himself, otherwise if he hid deep in the old dragon cave, he would be hard to find, and even your Uncle Du would be helpless."
Yuan Xuan lamented, "Forget about killing. I won't do it even if I can. All things are born with their own reasons. People who practice are just going against the current and committing murder again. I always feel that it is not a good thing. I really don't know those military strategists.
Monk, why can you kill someone without blinking an eye, and how can you avoid any karma?"
The old man smiled and said: "As long as it can become a religion or a sect, it will naturally have its own great roots, and it will be able to stand firmly in this world."
Yuan Xuan scratched his head and said bitterly: "Grandpa Liu, our three fish floats are more stable than that door god, each one is more stable than the other."
The old man laughed.
The woman also laughed out loud.
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Du Wensi stood at the door of the inn in the north of Qinglu Town.
The woman who was born in Tongfu City but grew up here is no stranger to the Golden Pill monk of the Pi Ma Sect. Du Wensi is known for his gentlemanly demeanor, so the woman in charge of the inn door is not formal. Seeing Du Wensi
Wen Si stood at the door for a long time, then asked curiously: "Master Du Xian, are you waiting for someone?"
Du Wensi shook his head and said with a smile: "It's stuffy inside, come out and take a breath."
The woman was speechless and soon remembered something. Master Du Xian was like this last time, standing alone at the door in a daze.
A few years ago, there was a very high-level young female crown who acted domineeringly. Instead of entering the Ghost Valley from the Archway Tower, she directly split the sky with a sword. After she appeared, she turned around and left again.
After splitting the legendary indestructible barrier of heaven and earth twice more, the last time happened to be not far from Qinglu Town. The female crown finally stopped, landed in Qinglu Town, and then checked into this inn.
, it happened that Master Du Xian was entertaining guests, and then Sect Leader Lian Zhu came.
The few times she trespassed into the Ghost Valley, she attracted several heroic spirits to intercept and kill her.
The last time, he was struck by the sect leader, but the female crown took it hard.
Moreover, the sect leader Zhu Quan only made a symbolic demonstration and did not put in all his efforts.
After some words, Zhu Quan went straight back to the thatched hut and allowed the female crown to enter, thus passing the Pima Sect level.
The foreign girl stayed at the inn for only one day. When she left, she still broke the sky with a sword, very arrogant and unreasonable.
However, he was a little more reserved than when he came here. He first took his sword to the sky above a city in the north, and then broke through the restrictions of heaven and earth and left freely.
Then Master Du Xian stood at the door for a long time. He asked him the same answer as before. He felt stuffy and wanted to take a breath.
Master Du Xian is really a gentleman, he can't even lie.
Later, I heard from the fairy guests in the inn that the nüguan who traveled here was a female cultivator from Tongyezhou. She met a monastic genius named Liu Jinglong on the other side of the Toli Mountain. She was a genius among geniuses.
, even she, the little casual cultivator who is the gatekeeper, has heard of Liu Jinglong’s famous name. He and the female crown from another continent fought hard on that mountain, and both sides suffered losses.
A plain-looking woman wearing a sword walked slowly from the street.
The female janitor quickly held her breath and concentrated until the man approached the inn, and called out to the sect leader in a trembling voice.
The woman with the sword smiled and nodded in return.
Then he called Du Wensi and said they wanted to go for a walk together.
Du Wensi and the patriarch Zhu Quan walked side by side.
Zhu Quan smiled and teased: "Okay, then Huang Ting said that when she returns to the south, she will come to Qinglu Town again, but whether or not she will come, and when she will come, you can wait at the gate.
Are you waiting?"
Du Wensi's face turned slightly red.
Zhu Quan continued: "I heard that the young swordsman who made a big fuss has moved into a small town to live?"
Du Wensi nodded and said, "I just came back from Tongstin City and stayed at our inn to the south."
Zhu Quan smiled and said: "This guy is very interesting. The first time the Goddess Riding a Deer left the scroll, she was running towards him. For some reason, she failed. I don't know who didn't take a fancy to whom, but in the end the Goddess Riding a Deer followed him.
As the youngest sect leader in the history of Beiju Luzhou, this little girl actually stole my reputation. If I had met her somewhere else instead of in this ghost valley, I would definitely have a discussion with her.
If I win, God knows and earth knows that I know and she knows. If I lose, there is no need for her to release the news, I will tell the world myself and make her famous."
Du Wensi smiled knowingly.
This is the temper of my sect leader.
Zhu Quan suddenly said: "Baojing Mountain was completely destroyed. The fight was very noisy, but I didn't have the shame to peek, so I didn't know the specific process. That young man, as you said, is the one
Yang Rentu, who ranked at the bottom, seems to have obtained the opportunity of Baojing Mountain. In any case, since he is not causing trouble everywhere in Guixi Valley, it is left to him to get the treasure and return. However, the land of Jixiao Mountain in Peeling Mountain
, just because of this young man who entered the town and a scholar of unknown origin, the two of them joined forces and turned them upside down. Guaiguai, with great abilities and higher plans, played with all the monsters in his hands.
In the end, guess what?"
Du Wensi smiled bitterly and said: "Sect Master, how could I have guessed this."
Zhu Quan said helplessly: "You have such a boring temperament. No wonder you are still a bachelor now. I am not telling you. If you meet that person named Huang Ting again, you will speak up if you like him. If he wants to leave, you will kneel down and kowtow. You are so shameless."
What does it matter? After I deceived you, how do you need someone to teach you how to clean up your wife in bed and under the bed? I don’t believe it. Even if your kid can’t beat her under the bed, you still... forget it in bed.
, since ancient times, men have not been able to beat women in bed. Well, in this case, she is right to disdain you. I originally wanted to be the matchmaker, but now it seems that I’d better avoid it. It’s still strange.
You kid is so stupid. Why don’t you reach the Nascent Soul Realm? How fun is it to crawl around in the Golden Core Realm? You really think you are a relative of that old turtle. Then why don’t you marry him?
Where is the turtle’s daughter?”
Du Wensi's face turned red. He wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get down. He said angrily: "Sect Master!"
"Okay, okay, okay, I won't poke holes in your heart. I'm worried about your cultivation. You always say that I, the sect leader, am lazy. I'm just about to give you some snacks. Look, you're not happy again. After all,
What do you want to do?"
Du Wensi began to rub his face with his hands.
Zhu Quan patted Du Wensi on the shoulder, "My condolences, I advise you to give up on this idea. Then Huang Ting comes back to our Qinglu Town. Don't ask me to help you knock her out and make that uncooked rice."
Although I am the sect master of you melon boys, I am not your father and mother after all. But Wensi, I think you are more pleasing to the eye than that Yang Lin after all. Please call me mother.
Let’s give it a try, maybe I, the sect leader and mother, will change my mind at the last minute.”
Even though Du Wensi was such a good-tempered person, the corners of his mouth began to twitch.
Zhu Quan burst out laughing. She couldn't hold back her laughter for a long time, but finally stopped it. Then she muttered "Damn it," and almost burst her mouth from laughing. She's just average-looking, how can she find smooth skin and tender flesh in the future?
Handsome little husband.
Du Wensi could only remind: "Sect Master, can we get back to business?"
"Why is your life-long event no longer a serious matter?"
Zhu Quan coughed, nodded and said: "The old monk from Dayuanyue Temple and the Taoist priest from Xiaoxuandu Temple have both left that peach forest. As for where they are going, I still follow the old rules and don't go there. But you can do the math.
, plus the young sect master of the Liuxia Boat, the deer-riding goddess, and the stinky bastard who cast the net twice to collect the flying sword, as well as the sudden appearance of Pu Chun, plus the imminent moves of the big cities in the middle of the Ghost Valley, and each other.
Goulian, Wensi, what do you think this means?"
Du Wensi shook his head and sighed: "Sect Master, you know that I have never been good at these plans and calculations."
Zhu Quan nodded heavily, seemingly very pleased, and slapped Du Wensi staggering, "Very good, just like me, the sect leader, but I can see the excitement!"
When they reached the end of the street, Zhu Quan turned around and walked back to the inn.
Du Wensi followed and turned around.
Zhu Quan was speechless. He walked to the door of the inn and slowly said: "You are at the critical moment when the golden elixir bottleneck is about to be broken, so as soon as the fight starts, you can run back to the ancestral hall without any hesitation. Maybe that
The old guy who squats on the ferry and drinks the wind all year round. Everything else is bullshit. Only the saying that our Pi Ma Sect needs to change to a leader who can use his brain is right. So others died in the battle, even me.
It’s nothing inside. Monk of the Pima Sect, you still have to take this responsibility. Only you, Du Wensi, should die in this smoky ghost valley. It’s best not to die in the Skeleton Beach. Die in the north, further north.
That’s good.”
Du Wensi shook his head, "Sect Master, I can't do this. I run away from the battlefield and retreat without a fight. I, Du Wensi, will never do it even if I risk my life and my road..."
Zhu Quan suddenly pushed Du Wensi's head with a gentle palm. She looked calm and said in an indifferent tone: "Don't be stupid, Du Wensi. I'll put on the air of being a sect leader and tell you something from the bottom of my heart. In this world, at least in this world,
In my eyes, Zhu Quan, a truly upright man is one who can endure great hardships and even great humiliation. No matter how high the mountains press me, his spine will always remain straight!"
Du Wensi stood where he was.
Zhu Quan continued to walk forward slowly.
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The towering Jingguan city wall towers over the city.
A middle-aged man who could be called a tree in the wind, took a leisurely walk.
In the distance, two women and a skeleton stood on the horse trail, looking towards the south together.
He Xiaoliang, the leader of the Taoist sect, the Goddess Riding a Deer, and the owner of this city, Gao Cheng, the owner of Jingguan City, the most powerful Yin spirit in the history of Skeleton Beach and Ghost Ghost Valley, sit in this small world, which is almost comparable to a
An immortal monk who is good at fighting with others.
However, there is no record of Gao Cheng's life background in later history books.
It's not that historians and monks on the mountain don't want to trace the origins, but they really can't find any records in the archives of dozens of vassal states of the two dynasties. There is not a single sentence, only a volume of household registration at the bottom of the Ministry of War of one country.
, I did find the name Gao Cheng.
The infantry is Gao Cheng.
It seems that this ghost who stood up among nearly a million bones in the Bone Beach was really an unknown soldier lying among the dead on the battlefield.
It seemed that after he stood up as a skeletal ghost, he began to rise step by step.
Gao Cheng was not tall, and he still appeared with a pair of snow-white skinny bones. He only wore the simplest pair of broken iron armor, and a sword on his waist, which was even more ordinary.
Gao Cheng asked: "He Xiaoliang, when you arrived at Jingguan City, you just said you wanted to take a look. Have you finished reading it?"
The young woman wearing a Taoist robe and a lotus crown on her head smiled and said, "Is the city lord going to drive people away?"
Gao Cheng said: "I'll give you three more days. If you don't leave, you won't be chasing people away, but killing people."
The goddess riding a deer on the side was a little frightened.
The evil spirit in Jingguan City was too strong, and the five-colored sacred deer was a spiritual creature that carried heaven and earth. It couldn't bear the abuse, so she had already put it away.
The goddess had no doubt that the city lord's words were definitely not threats.
He Xiaoliang smiled and said: "Three days is all. When the time comes, I will definitely leave Jingguan City."
Gao Cheng glanced at "Zhou Fei" who was walking on the wall in the distance, "This Jiang Shangzhen, it's best not to leave in your Liuxia boat, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to bear the sword."
He Xiaoliang was noncommittal.
Gao Cheng walked down the city wall.
Jiang Shangzhen walked back to He Xiaoliang and the Deer-riding Goddess, jumped off the wall, and said with a smile: "As long as Sect Master He still doesn't say anything or does anything, he really just wants to take a look. If he doesn't give me a lift then, that's fine too.
Okay, in the worst case, I'll let Gao Cheng stay in Jingguan City, those white-bone beauties, there's nothing special about them."
He Xiaoliang asked from his heart: "What do you think this ghost valley lacks the most?"
Jiang Shangzhen lay on the wall, rubbed his buttocks, and said lazily with the same voice: "Of course he is a living person. In fact, the aura of the small world has not changed much, and it can't change. After so many years of beating life and death, it is nothing more.
It was just for Gao Cheng to be placed on the body of Pu Chun and his ilk, but there were too few living people with yang energy. The geomantic treasure land of Tongxiang City was also closely watched by Qinglu Town and Zhuquan. It was clear
If you, Gao Cheng, dare to rob someone, she will have a big fight with you."
He Xiaoliang smiled and said: "Then what if Gao Cheng can create his own reincarnation? The residual yin energy of the scattered souls that cannot be gathered by so many gods and gods in the Ghost Valley can be reincarnated as a human in the Ghost Valley? A hundred years later, Yin and Yang
Together, the Ghost Valley leaps up two big steps, and it can be called a world of its own. It has truly become a cave, a treasure land with both blessings and land, so what?"
Jiang Shangzhen looked solemn at first, then quickly shook his head in relief, "Gao Chengdao is so advanced that I can't even defeat him in the Ghost Valley. I reluctantly admit this. A strong dragon can't defeat a local snake. But Gao Cheng has acquired another ancient forbidden secret technique.
, I know it but I just can’t master the method of reincarnation. I, Jiang Shangzhen... can hold my nose and admit it, but I also want to say that the Lord of Jingguan City happens to have such a supreme magic weapon in his hand, which can carry this
The great cause and effect of heaven and earth, after all, this is still the ghost valley in the world of the sun, and if you create a realm like Fengdu for him, I will never believe it!"
He Xiaoliang smiled and said, "Then let's wait and see?"
Jiang Shangzhen's face was gloomy.
For the first time, he felt serious.
He Xiaoliang suddenly laughed and said, "Jiang Shangzhen, you actually guessed something wrong."
Jiang Shangzhen returned to his smile and said: "Master He, please speak."
He Xiaoliang said nothing.
She looked complicated.
Jiang Shangzhen began to deduce silently in his heart.
It's a pity that there are two more obstacles that cannot be broken through, which is very troublesome.
In the world, a slight difference can lead to a thousand miles.
Because Taoist Xiaoxuan Duguan and the old monk of Dayuanyue Temple had left Taolin one after another, and each had used magical means to conceal the secrets of heaven.
One appeared on the southern cliffside where the iron cable bridge hung, and stood there all night.
One appeared on the bank of the Buried River near the Water God Temple. In comparison, the old monk came and went in a hurry.
As for Chen Ping'an being unable to watch after arriving at Qinglu Town, Jiang Shang was really like this, and He Xiaoliang must be no exception. As for Gao Cheng, it's hard to say.
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Over at the Qinglu Town Inn, although Chen Ping'an was in a restless state for a long time, he still forced himself to calm down and tried to draw two golden shukuchi charms overnight.
It was only after I picked up the pen that I realized that I had been unable to draw it because I knew it well and reluctantly started writing. I couldn't draw the talisman on the golden talisman paper. Maybe I could draw it on the ordinary talisman paper.
Chen Pingan put down his pen and stood up to practice setting up sword furnaces for an hour, but he still couldn't truly calm down.
So he simply opened the door and walked around Qinglu Town in the night. After returning to the inn, he took out some bamboo slips and turned them over under the lamp for a long time.
Chen Pingan sat there all night just watching the light.
At dawn, Chen Pingan put on his face, carried his parcel, and went to Tongfu City again. He was a little regretful that he could not see the familiar ghost of the captain of the city gate.
When we arrived at Jinfenfang, it happened to be open. The female ghost shopkeeper was stunned for a long time and asked the boy kid to hold a silver bell and call the "shop owner". The kid was indeed smart and intelligent, so he just nodded without saying anything, and then went to the north palace gate.
After looking for the door god general, Tang Jinxiu soon carried it with him to Jinfenfang. When he entered the shop, Tang Jinxiu saw that the counter was already full of items.
Tang Jinxiu smiled and said: "Old immortal master, here you go again? How come our Ghost Valley is full of treasures, and just picking them up for a night can fill a sack?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "No, it's really a good place."
Tang Jinxiu was speechless, and the two parties started buying and selling according to the old rules.
Only this time, Tang Jinxiu looked through the items in the package, bought only two items, and took out two Xiaoshu coins.
It's not that she was stingy with the immortal money. In fact, that was the case. If she hadn't paid a small amount of money because the other party was a "young sword immortal", she would have been considered innocent.
Chen Ping'an collected the money and left Tongfu City.
I don’t feel like I’ve taken the wrong path.
Two Xiaoshu coins are not too little.
Returning to Qinglu Town, Chen Pingan continued to practice heaven and earth piles in the inn.
He planned to walk out of the fist pile with this weird posture a million times.
I only had one meal that day. In the evening, I went to the wine shop to buy a jug of wine. There were only a few customers. Chen Pingan sat there and drank the wine, and just finished a plate of food to accompany the wine.
It was still impossible to draw the talisman overnight, but compared to the previous day, it was much better. Chen Pingan did not practice the heaven and earth pile in the second half of the night. He lay on the bed, closed his eyes and rested, thinking about many old memories, thinking about the years.
The further he went, until he went to the mountains to collect herbs again and again when he was young. At some point, Chen Pingan fell into a deep sleep.
After dawn, Chen Pingan suddenly woke up and felt refreshed. He packed up a new package and went to Tongfen City again. This time he finally met the ghost school captain at the city gate. Chen Pingan was better than the other party.
Still anxious, he threw out a piece of snow money. Under the leadership of the ghost general of the city gate, he heard the familiar auspicious words of "money roll in" again. Chen Pingan went straight to Jinfenfang, and this time Tang Jinxiu simply waited.
It's at the door of the shop.
Seeing Chen Ping'an, she smiled and said: "Old immortal master, please give me a word of truth and tell me whether you can come tomorrow or not. If you still come, I will lay the floor in the store today!"
Chen Ping'an laughed and said: "After today, there are really no treasures to sell for the time being. It's my fault. I drank wine yesterday and fell asleep. This delayed me from going out to pick up things at night. There's nothing worse than being too drunk and ruining things."
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Today, after Tang Jinxiu looked through all the items, she selected six items and gave them five Xiaoshu coins.
Although it cannot be compared with the first day, it can be compared with the shabby scene yesterday where the two parties stared at each other in the shop, asking with one look whether they really want to buy it or if they asked me if they really wanted to buy it? With one look, they answered again and again that I really can’t do it. Today’s buyers and sellers,
It’s still too much to celebrate.
After Chen Pingan put away Xiaoshu's money and packages, Tang Jinxiu sent them to the door and joked: "Old immortal master, are you really not coming tomorrow?"
Chen Ping'an held up his bamboo hat, turned around and said with a smile: "Prime Minister, please have a good night's sleep tomorrow."
Tang Jinxiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, then turned around, clasped his fists and said goodbye: "I'm sorry for bothering you."
Tang Jinxiu also sent a Wanfu blessing, smiling and saying, "Well done, Senior Sword Immortal, come back when you have time."
Chen Pingan nodded.
Tang Jinxiu suddenly couldn't hold it back and said with a smile: "This swordsman, please don't break into women's boudoirs to search for things in the future, or you will lose your status."
Chen Pingan quickly left without turning his head.
Tang Jinxiu held her belly with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. She didn't dare to laugh out loud. She was afraid that the young swordsman, who was both thick-skinned and thin-skinned, would turn around and hit her with a flying sword.
When Chen Pingan left the city gate, he did not forget to give the captain of the city gate another piece of snow. After walking a few steps near the city gate, Chen Pingan stopped inexplicably, looked back, murmured to himself, and then said nothing.
Without hesitation, he took out another fairy coin and threw it away. It was not a snow coin, but a Xiaoshu coin. Chen Pingan smiled heartily and said: "General, you can treat your brothers to a meal with the best wine in the city."
The ghost captain looked at the Xiaoshu coin in his hand several times as if in a dream, and then laughed at the top of his lungs and said: "How dare you! In our Bronze Stinky City, this thing is really the ancestor of the fairy money, and it is worth more than anything else.
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When Chen Ping'an returned to Qinglu Town, he had nothing to do anyway, so he started walking the six-step pile. After all, the heaven and earth pile was still too weird.
The further you walk, the calmer your mind becomes.
Unknowingly, Chen Pingan arrived at Qinglu Town. After smiling, he continued walking six steps to the inn. Anyway, there were only a few steps left.
When I arrived at the inn, I put the entire package within easy reach.
This Baofuzhai is almost as good as it is in this ghost valley.
When he thought of the small summer coin given at the end, Chen Pingan took a deep breath.
Chen Ping'an sat at the table and took another deep breath. It seemed that because he had made up his mind, he no longer had any distracting thoughts. He once again took out pen and ink and two golden talisman papers from the square inch object and began to draw the shrinkage talisman.
Done in one go.
After resting for a while, he shook his wrist, stood up, and continued walking six steps in the house. After sitting down, he worked hard again and drew the second Shukchi Talisman.
After drawing the two Shuchichi charms, carefully put them into your sleeves.
Chen Ping'an closed his eyes and began to think over all his experiences of entering the Ghost Valley again.
From the Sanlang Temple, Yuan Xuan and others, the pair of Taoists walked through the archway, Crow Ridge, Baojing Mountain, Peach Grove, Peeling Mountain... and finally landed on the bank of the Black River.
The old monk once said, when you turn around, you will reach the end of the road.
Earlier at the city gate, Chen Ping'an just remembered these four words for no reason and gave him the Xiaoshu coin.
After Chen Ping'an opened his eyes, he squinted. After a while, he took out some new items from nearby and put them into the package, such as the pictures of gods fighting in the summer queen's boudoir, and the five golden bamboo whips!
After leaving the inn, Chen Ping'an did not go straight to Tongfu City, but went to the small town wine shop and ordered another bowl of wine.
When the old man in the shop put the wine bowl on the table, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "How come this little sword fairy has just finished his business in Tongfu City and is going to make money again?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "God's money doesn't grow long, and it won't move when it's in other people's pockets. So I can only run a few more steps on my own."
The old man in the shop had served this man a bowl of wine before, so he knew that the young swordsman in front of him had another youthful appearance, so he joked: "Have you seen the city lord's sister Tang Jinxiu? I want to get it from her.
If you make more money, I suggest you stop acting like an old man."
Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and joked: "Forget it, otherwise it would be a big trouble if she falls in love with her."
The old shopkeeper laughed loudly, "That's right."
The old man looked at Chen Ping'an sitting there and sipping a drink, and then asked: "You are a great swordsman, how many times have you been to the copper-stinking city to be that wild cultivator's baggage house? You are really not afraid of being contaminated by the smell of copper.
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Chen Pingan said with a smile: "I should be able to make more this time. The previous few times were just to warm my hands and whet her appetite."
Chen Ping'an drank wine and went to the copper-stinking city, only to find that the ghost general at the city gate was no longer there.
Chen Ping'an seemed to be very disappointed and asked a ghost soldier at the city gate where the general was. The ghost soldier complained: "Old immortal master, you are not the one who rewarded me with the snow money. The general himself
It was a great time to go to Nuerfang, but we errands didn't get to have a drink anyway."
Chen Ping'an looked speechless, sighed, turned around and left, then turned around again, threw a piece of snow and money to the ghost soldier, and warned: "Remember to tell your general, I will come back to you tomorrow."
The city must be there."
After receiving the money, the ghost soldier was overjoyed, nodded and bowed, and shouted: "Old immortal master, just don't worry, the general will kidnap even the little one tomorrow."
After Chen Pingan returned to the Qinglu Town Inn, he continued to stay behind closed doors.
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In the Jingguan City in the north of the Ghost Valley, the city lord Gao Cheng, who was sitting on the Bone Throne, slowly put away his palms. When the young man failed to see the lucky star ghost at the city gate, he returned to Qinglu Town disappointed. The city lord of Jingguan City smiled sarcastically.
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At this moment, Gao Cheng no longer looked like a jagged man, but had returned to his former appearance, but his appearance was still ordinary.
Will we go to Tongfencheng again tomorrow?
Gao Cheng thought of the sword-raising gourd hung by the young man's waist.
It gently pressed the handle of the knife and began to wait for the female sect leader to leave.
Gao Cheng could see some of the scenes in Qinglu Town, two places to be precise, but he had to be cautious every time he peeked. Strictly speaking, Qinglu Town did not actually belong to the small world of Guixi Valley.
Secondly, there was Zhu Quan watching over there, and there was a heavy treasure from the Pi Ma Sect pressing down on the formation, so when the magical power of observing mountains and rivers was used, it was very stagnant and blurry, and I could only barely get a rough look.
But even if the whereabouts of those two chess pieces were revealed, it was still worth it.
Gao Cheng actually hoped that the young man could leave Qinglu Town and take a few more steps to the north.
It seems that that guy will definitely continue traveling north.
Now all we have to do is wait for the little Taoist nun named He to leave the Ghost Valley.
She is in Jingguan City.
Plus the infamous Jiang Shangzhen.
The situation will become extremely complicated.
Gao Cheng closed his eyes and gently pressed the handle of the throne with both hands. They were the heads of two subjugated emperors.
Night falls.
The Liuxia boat slowly lifted into the sky.
Gao Cheng stood up and arrived on the treasure boat in an instant.
He Xiaoliang looked at the Lord of Jingguan City, half-smiling.
Gao Cheng suddenly figured out a vague truth, laughed loudly, beat his chest with his fists, and said in a deep voice: "Although I don't know why you do this, I don't care about these twists and turns. In short, as long as it becomes
, I, Jingguan City, will be grateful in the future!"
He Xiaoliang ignored it.
Still nothing was done and nothing was said.
Gao Cheng no longer delayed the treasure ship's departure from the Ghost Valley, and quickly returned to the throne room of Jingguan City. With a wave of his hand, he took the initiative to open a gate between the Ghost Valley and the Skeleton Beach in the direction of the sky where Liuxia Boat was heading.
On the top of the wall, Jiang Shangzhen did not go to ride the floating cloud boat, but continued to walk on the top of the wall, looking up at the hole in the sky that looked like a door.
The floating cloud boat passed by in a flash.
After returning to the Bone Beach, the door behind you closed instantly.
The goddess riding a deer asked cautiously: "Master, why is this?"
He Xiaoliang said calmly: "Taoist couples in the world always depend on each other for blessings and misfortunes. And I, He Xiaoliang, am famous for my profound blessings in both continents. So wherever I am, if I have a Taoist companion, then he
Naturally, good fortunes can continue. The closer we get, the more so, and it is naturally not a good thing for me to be in Jingguan City, where my destiny is in conflict and I am wasting my time."
The Goddess Riding a Deer was speechless, "That's why I walked out of the scroll? So why did the master deliberately come to this ghost valley and leave tonight?"
He Xiaoliang said nothing.
The goddess riding a deer turned pale.
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He Xiaoliang, who was in the sea of clouds above the Skeleton Beach, suddenly turned her head and opened her mouth slightly. Her face was filled with emotions and emotions, but she finally regained her composure and took a deep look towards the south.
The goddess riding a deer was frightened.
He Xiaoliang turned his head and said only one word, "Let's go."
In Jingguan City, Jiang Shangzhen wiped his face fiercely after catching a glimpse of the incredible scene.
I am really convinced this time.
Is this also conceivable and possible?
Gao Cheng suddenly stood up, furious, and roared: "Stay the flying sword!"
In the Dayuanyue Temple, the old monk looked up at the moon, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile: "That's good."
Over there in Qinglu Town.
From the roof of the south inn, after two flashes of golden light, a young swordsman put on a golden robe and came to the sky not far away in an instant. Holding the sword fairy, he split the sky with a sword.
Go straight to the Patriarch Hall of the Pima Sect.
Zhu Quan held down the handle of the knife, suspended it in the air, and looked north.
Instead of trying to stop her, the leader of the Pima Sect helped the young swordsman who had quietly visited her before and made a big deal with her to help him keep an eye on the movements in the north.
In Jingguan City, a white-bone swordsman with a height of more than a thousand feet suddenly appeared, intending to split the barrier between heaven and earth with one sword and go to the beach of bones to hunt down the young swordsman.
Jiang Shangzhen laughed loudly and threw out a net that was bigger than the previous two "Snow Money Nets". The previous two were just nets for children and grandchildren, but this one was the net for ancestors.
The big net instantly wrapped around the white bone ankle as high as a mountain and pulled it down hard. Jiang Shangzhen flew up and opened the world with a willow leaf. He actually completely gave up the piece of paper worth dozens of Grain Rain coins.
The heavy treasure net was no longer needed, and when it flew out of the hole in the sky, Jiang Shangzhen turned around and said with a smile: "You bastard, come and beat me, come and beat me, come on, if you don't come, you will be my uncle Zhou Fei's good grandson.
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Jiang Shangzhen kept the harsh words on his lips and didn't waste any time applying oil to his soles.
In the Ghost Valley, Zhu Quan drew his sword, and a white rainbow struck the waist of the huge white bone from south to north.
There was also a sword like a rainbow, which started from Bailong City and struck Bai Gu Gu's skull.
Zhu Quan let out a sigh and asked: "Pu Gu Gu, what are you doing? In fact, you have coveted my beauty for a long time, so you are a talented woman who follows her husband?"
The man in green shirt and white bones said calmly: "I, the swordsman, act without any restrictions in the world."
Zhu Quan and Pu Juan each drew their swords and the other drew their swords, preventing the towering mountain of bones from tearing apart the sky barrier.
Outside the Bone Beach.
Chen Ping'an wielded his sword all the way to the ancestral hall of the Pima Sect's main mountain, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and grinned.
I am also someone who has broken through the sky with one sword.