The owner's wife looked at the hole in the back wall of the temple with a dazed look in her eyes. She shook her head slightly, and then asked in a trembling voice with a sad face: "Is the immortal master really killing that Du Yu?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while and smiled: "Half dead, I have detained the soul. Ghost Ax Palace is such a big sect, and the father and mother named Du are also the so-called great lovers on the mountain, how can I dare to deal with them?"
This person is disrespectful, so this is just a small punishment and a small warning."
The owner's wife couldn't stand still and sat down on the ground. Her embroidered dress and colorful skirt looked like a gorgeous peony suddenly bloomed on the ground.
The young man in front of me really has honey on his lips, but his heart is full of snakes and scorpions! He looks so young, but he must be an old monster who has been practicing in the mountains for countless years. What a cruel and smiling immortal guest!
Chen Pingan's clothes shook, and the dust on his body suddenly scattered. His green shirt was suddenly free of dust. Chen Pingan walked straight through the broken altar and passed by the bonfire and the boy who pretended to be dead. He smiled.
Said: "Quickly wipe the havoc, and then continue to pretend to be dead."
The young man from the street quickly followed suit.
Chen Ping'an sat on the threshold of the temple, looked at the canal owner's wife and the two maids, took off his sword gourd and took a sip of the gloomy water from the deep stream.
There is a city god named Shen Wen in Baopingzhou, there is a river goddess in Tongyezhou, there is also the canal owner's wife in Luzhou in Beiju, the Lord of Cangjun Lake and the city god in Suijia City.
Chen Ping'an indeed used a secret magic power to gather Du Yu's soul. He was not scaremongering and deliberately scaring the water god's wife.
This is not an introductory fairy spell on the mountain, but the second deal that Chen Pingan made with Zhenjiang Master Liu Zhimao in Shujian Lake. The spell is of extremely high rank and consumes a lot of spiritual energy. At this time, Chen Pingan's water palace spiritual energy accumulation
, mainly due to the key water attribute, the water-character seal hanging in the water house, and the water transport essence condensed from it over time, has been almost completely hollowed out. Recently, Chen Ping'an has not dared to visit the water house with the method of introspection.
Sorry, I can't see the sad eyes of those boys in green clothes.
Chen Pingan took out a snow-white Bingjia Pill from his sleeve, and a vermilion pill with densely engraved symbols on the surface. This is what Du Yu from Ghost Ax Palace wanted to do before, to make a sneak attack.
, the pill is made from the inner elixir of a monster, and its effect is similar to the fatal blow that the group of assassins used to attack Mao Xiaodong in the capital city of Sui Dynasty, except that it is a genuine golden pill. Chen Ping'an has this pill in his hand.
It is far inferior to the inner elixir of a monster in the sea-viewing realm. As for the soldier's armor, Du Yu must have relied on this pair of divine armor to resist the explosion of the inner elixir in order to prevent both jade and stone from being destroyed.
impact.
Calculation is a good calculation.
At that time, Chen Ping'an was indeed a little uneasy after hearing about the old incident in Suijia City. He had been distracted by Du Yu's movements and the subtle expressions of the two maids.
So when Chen Ping'an was in a daze, Du Yu picked the right moment.
It's a pity that Du Yu's slight ripples of energy earlier caused some flying dust to be stirred up by the gravel in the cracks in the wall. His wife may not be able to detect it at all, but Chen Ping'an, who is flowing freely with his fist intention, seems to be protected by a god.
It was as loud as thunder. After all, the punch of a ten-level martial artist in the down-and-out Shanzhulou was truly silent. A sudden thunder explosion. Many times, Chen Ping'an had to rely on guessing and gambling to... not be beaten too much.
Even if Cui Cheng suppresses his fist in the far-traveling realm, he still can't hide. But in the original sparring with Zhu Lian, Cui Cheng forced this martial arts madman to beat Chen Ping'an half to death every day.
Boxing is really not very particular.
In the final analysis, Du Yu's cultivation level is not high enough.
This is like when Chen Pingan was in the Ghost Valley and aroused the covetousness of Gao Cheng from Jingguan City. Chen Pingan ran away without any hesitation.
If Du Yu had not taken any chances and chose to run away after waking up, Chen Ping'an would have stopped him, but he would never have killed him and put him in a prison for his soul.
Chen Pingan put away the life-saving pill that Du Yu had pressed at the bottom of the box, put it into his sleeve, held the snow-white armor pill in his palm, slowly twisted it, and looked at the channel owner's wife, "I said, you know
Tell me everything. Madam herself also said that she will never seek death again."
His wife fell to the ground, with a sad look on her face, and said with a desolate face: "Master Immortal, this slave really has no hiding place. Master Immortal, is it possible that you will be willing to die unjustly?"
She fell to the ground with her cheek resting on her arms. She lay prone on the ground, her shoulders trembling, and she was extremely pitiful. She sobbed: "What kind of sin did this slave do to deserve to be so unjustly accused by the immortal master?"
Chen Pingan stood up, and his wife immediately stopped talking.
The next moment, Chen Ping'an squatted next to the water god who owned the canal, pressed her head with his palms, and pressed her hard. The end was exactly the same as Du Yu's earlier, she fainted and died, and most of her head fell into the ground.
The two maids were terrified and wanted to run for their lives. One of them was hit in the back by Chen Pingan's sleeve, and her delicate body was embedded in the wall. She also fainted on the spot.
There was only a trembling maid left. As soon as she took a step forward, she seemed to have been cast a body-holding spell by an immortal family and did not dare to move.
Chen Pingan turned around and sat on the steps and said: "You are more honest than the sister who is not good at penetrating through walls. The wife of the canal master mentioned a few details earlier, and your eyes revealed a lot of information to me. Tell me.
, just think of it as helping your wife check for leaks and fill in the vacancies. Regardless of whether you don't worry about it or not, I still have to say it again. I have no grudges with you and I have no grudges with you. Killing a mountain and water god, even some accompanying auxiliary officers, will not do anything.
It depends on cause and effect."
The maid was not stupid at all, and sobbed: "The lady of the channel respectfully calls the young master Master Immortal Master, but why does the little maid look at the young master more like a pure martial artist? Then Du Yu also said that the young master is a martial arts master, a martial arts master."
The God of Killing doesn’t have to do with cause and effect.”
Chen Ping'an burst out laughing. He slapped the sword gourd, and the flying sword flew out like a bird flying around the tree branches. In the night, a faint green sword light swam quickly around Chen Ping'an.
The maid was stunned, "Young master is indeed a swordsman!"
It is said that the Lord of the Lake, who is high up in Cangyun Lake, is most afraid of those sword fairies who take off heads with flying swords!
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Just say so."
The maid began to hesitate. The sad look on her face was very different from the pitiful look on her face. She showed her true feelings.
As long as I reveal the secret tonight, according to the suspicious temper of the wife of the channel owner, and the tyrannical temperament of the Lord of the Lake, is it not a word of death? One lake, three rivers and two canals, within hundreds of years, the lake has been angered by a trivial matter.
Jun, as a result, the water lamp was lit, and the souls were stripped out and used as the wick of the sisters burning day and night. She could not count them with both hands. The souls of those sisters were not counted until the last drop of essence oil dropped from the water lamp.
Escape from the sea of suffering, but there will also be no future life.
Chen Pingan originally wanted to tell her more about the twists and turns and reveal a little bit about his follow-up plans to reassure her, but in the end he just said one word, "Say."
The maid was so frightened that she shook her body. No longer daring to take any chances, she told the young swordsman all the inside stories she knew and had figured out.
The Lake Lord of Cangjun Lake is one of the best water gods in their silver screen country. Even if he meets several mountain lords, he can be regarded as an equal. He has always looked down upon the City God Temple in Suiji City, especially the Fire God.
The ancestral spirit once had a grudge against the canal owner's wife, and there was a battle of wits. The Lord of the Lake almost controlled the lake water, assumed the posture of flooding the city, and forced the water god O to appear and kowtow in front of the people of the city.
After admitting his mistake, a white-haired transiting swordsman intervened and gave up. However, Lord Hu had a deeper resentment towards Suijia City. The secret letter sent by the prefect to his friend in the capital was kept in the dark in the City God's Temple.
However, Lord Hu was well aware of the situation and secretly sent the owner of the Zaoxi Canal to intercept the messenger. After learning the content of the secret message, Lord Lake handed over a jade seal token that could make the God of Mountains and Waters travel far away.
The owner of Zaoxi Channel ordered her to go to the capital of Yinping Kingdom with the messenger.
Chen Ping'an heard this and asked: "What is the relationship between the Fire God Temple and the City God Temple?"
The maid said: "The relationship is average. It is reasonable to say that the rank of the Fire God Temple is lower, but the god does not like to deal with the City God Temple. Many landscape banquets organized by the immortal family on the mountain are almost never attended by both parties at the same time."
Chen Pingan asked again, "What is Mr. Hu's attitude towards the City God's Temple?"
The maid said softly: "Lord Hujun looks down upon the City God. Occasionally, our wife, the Lord of the Lake, gets drunk at the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake. When we return to our private house, we will talk to our two sisters and talk to each other about Lord Hu."
The old man joked that the City God was a idiot. He liked to plagiarize poems by poor scholars during his lifetime, and then spent money to make himself famous. The Yinping Kingdom chose such a guy to be the City God. He only cared about reputation and good reputation. He was not a capable person in politics either before or after his death.
, he usually sings in the wind and admires the moon. He calls himself the Moon Wan Zhenren. He likes to be a hands-off shopkeeper and doesn’t know how to control people. Therefore, this disaster in Suijia City is clearly a natural disaster. However, our Cangyun Lake and
I went with him to the Chenghuang Temple, which was quite decent in terms of face. The Chenghuang often took some dignitaries, princes and descendants who were traveling in the capital to have a long experience at the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake. There were more than a dozen beautiful maids in the Hujun's mansion.
Hu Meizi, so the distinguished guests come here again and again to enjoy themselves and return home with great pleasure."
Chen Ping'an said: "Chenghuang Temple made mistakes again and again, resulting in today's catastrophe. The Fire God Temple will naturally be affected. In fact, your Lord Cangyun Lake will be happy to see it happen."
The maid remained silent. After a moment, she smiled bitterly and said: "Master Hujun is the leader of the water god of a country. He has a profound mind. How could a humble servant like me guess it?"
Chen Pingan nodded, put the armor pill into his sleeve, and then flicked his fingers, causing the maid to stand up straight and fall to the ground.
Chen Pingan waved his sleeves, and the maid in the wall seemed to be dragged into the hospital. She rolled to the ground and woke up slowly. She had a splitting headache and her muscles and bones were almost falling apart.
Chen Ping'an asked: "Just now, this little servant's mind was a mess and she couldn't figure out anything. You seem to be smarter. Can you tell me something?"
The maid wanted to kneel down and kowtow to spare her life, but Chen Pingan flicked his fingers with a slight force, but still hit her like a kite with a broken string. She flew out of the temple gate, and then Chen Pingan reached out and drove her back.
He grabbed his neck and looked at each other. When the maid saw the look in his eyes, she was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder broke. Her face was ashen and she was whimpering, as if she had something to say.
Chen Pingan casually threw her to the ground in the courtyard. She collapsed on the ground, then took a deep breath, stood up, and turned to stare at the channel owner's wife. Her eyes were complicated, showing gratitude, reluctance, and complaint.
Finally, with a straight face, she spat hard at the young immortal master who was pretending to be a fool, and sneered: "I'm done!"
Chen Ping'an just stretched out his hand to pat away the spit, with a calm expression on his face, sitting on the steps and placing his hands gently on the green hiking pole.
Chen Pingan raised his hand and flicked his fingers again to knock him out.
Then he tapped the ground skillfully with his hiking stick. The channel owner's wife was hit on the back of the head by the winding stream of energy. She suddenly woke up, pulled her head out from the ground, and then sat on the ground in a daze.
Chen Ping'an had an angry look on his face, "Are these two cheap maids who have been by your side for so many years, just fools waiting to die?"
The owner's wife was relieved. In the past, she complained that the two maids were idiots and not smart enough. They were not as capable as the foxy girls in Mr. Hu's house, and they were able to seduce and control men's hearts. Now it seems that this is actually a good thing.
Once Cangyun Lake is implicated, not only will the two of them be burned, but their position as the canal master will also be difficult to protect. The bastard servant of the Zaoxi canal master likes to gossip and hurt people, which has already damaged his temple.
The incense has withered for many years, and you still want to kill them all. This is not a matter of a day or two. The entire Cangjun Lake is watching the excitement.
Chen Ping'an said: "Go and call Mr. Hu, and tell him that I helped him kill Du Yu in Ghost Ax Palace, and let him come and say thank you in person. Remember to remind Mr. Hu, I am a person with a breeze on my sleeves, and I can't bear it the most."
Copper smells bad, so I only accept rare treasures from rivers that are pleasing to the eye."
The channel owner’s wife was surprised and said: “Should I go?”
Chen Pingan sneered and said, "How about I go?"
When the channel owner's wife got up, she would activate her natal magical power and turn into mist to escape.
Chen Pingan pointed to the two maids who fell to the ground, "They are much more beautiful than you, the wife of the channel master. After Mr. Hu thanked you for your gift, I went to Suiji City and got the piece that is about to appear in this world."
Afterwards, I must visit the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake. I don’t travel far, but I read a lot, and there are many records in the literati’s writings. Since ancient times, dragon girls have been passionate, and the maids around me are also enchanting. I must see and experience them.
, see if they can be more beautiful than the two maids beside the madam. If the dragon girl and the maids of the Dragon Palace are more beautiful, his wife will not need to find new maids. If they are equally beautiful, I will ask for them all when the time comes.
Yes, we can sell them at a high price during the trip to Yinping Kingdom's capital."
The channel owner's wife quickly agreed: "It is a great blessing for these two humble maids to be able to serve the immortal master..."
Chen Ping'an interrupted her words and sneered: "But if I have seen them and am disappointed with them, then the canal owner's wife and the Zaoxi canal owner who is deeply in love with your sister will follow me to Beijing."
.”
The canal owner’s wife is not worried about this. Anyway, Mr. Hu is taking care of her. As long as she returns to Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace safely and meets Mr. Hu, everything will be fine.
It's hard to say who will win in the end.
The channel owner's wife quickly shook her sleeves, and two strands of turquoise water-borne aura flew into the faces of the two maids, causing them to wake up and apologize to the immortal master, saying that they would leave as soon as possible.
Chen Ping'an suddenly called to the channel owner's wife.
The latter's body stiffened, turned around, and said bitterly: "I wonder if the immortal master has any other instructions?"
Chen Pingan stretched out a palm and said with a smile: "Lend me some water transport essence, not much, just two or two."
The canal owner's wife was both frightened and distressed, but also a little lucky. The essence of water transport was the foundation of the water god's cultivation, but it was still more cost-effective than dying on the spot. She quickly stretched out a finger and put it between her eyebrows.
, a bit of azure light bloomed, and then a golden thread poured down from the canyon on the top of the mountain like a stream, wrapped around her shoulders, along her arms, and flowed all the way to her wrists. Finally, she held up a palm, and a green drop of water popped out,
Gently pushing towards Chen Ping'an, she wiped the sweat from her forehead and said with a smile: "I'm really embarrassed that the immortal master said I could borrow it. These three or four taels of water transport essence should be regarded as the slave's luck to meet the immortal master. One share
A small greeting gift."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Compared to the exotic treasure Lianyuan Cup, it is quite small."
His wife did not dare to speak.
The Liaoyan Cup is where her Dao life lies. There are only a few immortal artifacts that the landscape god can improve his own cultivation besides tempering his golden body with incense. Each of them is a treasure. The Liaoyan Cup was once the treasure of Cang Yun.
Lord Huhu’s Dragon Palace treasure, the reason why the owner of Zaoxi Channel hates her so much and regards her as a bandit is because of this very famous Lianyuan cup. According to Master Hujun, it was once an important gift of a giant Taoist temple.
It has been infused with incense for thousands of years to achieve this effect.
After the three masters and servants left the temple.
Chen Pingan put away the water-carrying bead, weighing four or two, but it could quench temporary thirst, and even had a significant effect, which was better than a panacea, but it was by no means a long-term solution.
On the path of practice, there are some shortcuts that allow practitioners to quickly walk to the middle of the mountain, but the further back they go, the more hidden dangers they face.
Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry to refine water beads to replenish Shuifu's spiritual energy. He sat there and thought about things.
Chen Pingan knew that if they left, they might not come back. The Lord of Cangjun Lake would most likely not go ashore to meet him. Du Yu from Ghost Ax Palace had died. Could it be that he, the co-owner of Cangjun Lake, came to help collect the body?
?As long as you land on the shore and enter the temple, you will be slapped in the face by Chen Ping'an, and your face will be covered with shit. Ghost Ax Palace and Du Yu's parents will care about you Cangyun Lake
Has Mr. Hu been harmed by Chi Yu and suffered an unreasonable disaster? Besides, you, the dignified leader of the Silver Screen Water God, have the nerve to say that Chi Yu is harmed?
As for the two temple maids.
One person, Chen Pingan, did the right thing.
One of the channel owners did the right thing on his wife's side.
So everyone can live.
Chen Pingan twisted his wrist, and a ball with ten wisps of black smoke condensed and entangled appeared in his hand. Finally, it transformed into a man's face that was twisted in pain, and it was Du Yu.
Whenever an ordinary breeze blows, the ball made up of three souls and seven souls will feel excruciating pain, as if a monk has suffered from a thunderstorm.
The evil things in this world cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth. The half-dead Du Yu tried his best to speak, but his voice was still as thin as a mosquito: "Please, please put my soul back into the skin quickly. Is there any way I can be saved?"
As long as I can survive, I, Du Yu, will cut out three drops of my heart's blood, light three sticks of incense, and tell the ancestors of heaven and earth that I will swear the immortal family's poisonous oath passed down by my sect. I will never dare to be your enemy again.
Dare you..."
Chen Ping ignored it and said to himself: "How could such a good statement come out of your mouth and be ruined like this? Huh?"
Chen Pingan's five fingers were like hooks, and when they were slightly bent, strands of Gang Qi were swirling, just covering the soul ball.
Du Yu suddenly started crying like a ghost.
Chen Pingan said slowly: "What does it feel like to be a heroine in the arena? Tell me about it. I have also been through the arena, and I don't even know this."
Du Yu was about to speak.
Chen Pingan turned his head sideways, but increased the strength in his hands. The Gang Qi became more and more condensed, and it was astonishingly thick and as thick as water about to freeze. Chen Pingan raised his ears to listen and asked: "What did you say? Louder.
,I can not hear clearly."
Du Yu's three souls and seven souls have just been stripped out of the body by the secret technique. They are already in the weakest stage. At this moment, life is worse than death, the souls are confused, and ten wisps of black smoke are entangled like hemp. If this continues, even if he escapes from the prison, he will not be able to escape.
It will turn into a lonely wild ghost that has completely lost its intelligence, and become a vicious ghost with a muddleheaded state. If any immortal monk sees it, everyone will kill it.
Chen Ping'an released his fingers, raised his hand, passed it over his shoulder, and waved forward slightly, and the corpse behind the temple was smashed into the courtyard.
Chen Ping'an stood up, squatted next to Du Yu's body, palms down, and pressed down suddenly.
After about a stick of incense, Du Yu was foaming at the mouth, twitching, and bleeding from all his orifices. It looked scary, but it was a good thing.
If there is no such movement, it means that this skin has refused the soul to enter. Once the soul cannot enter, the three souls and seven souls will eventually have no choice but to leave the body and wander around, or they cannot withstand the many winds in the world.
If it blows, it will dissipate, or if you are lucky enough to hold on to a breath of spiritual energy and a little spiritual light, it will suddenly turn into a ghost.
Du Yu sat up, vomited blood, and then quickly sat cross-legged and began to perform the sutras, immersed in his mind, trying to soothe the restless key Qi palaces.
When Du Yu, who was covered in blood, exhaled heavily, he turned around and looked. The man was squatting not far away, with his hands in his sleeves, staring at the knife on the ground.
Du Yu's mind changed rapidly.
The man just didn't move at all.
Du Yu sighed, gave up the idea of fighting for his life, stood up slowly, tapped his heart three times with his fingers, his face twisted, and then three drops of heart essence and blood were lit like wicks, and three wisps of green smoke curled up like three sticks of incense.
, Du Yu lowered his head slightly, held the incense in both hands and raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "From now on, Du Yu, a son of the Ghost Ax Palace military strategist, will tell the Lord of Heaven and Earth and swear not to take revenge. This grudge, like the difference between mountains and rivers, will end here."
Do not look back……"
Chen Ping'an stood up, stepped on the handle of the knife with his toes, stepped on it lightly, and the knife flashed, just in time to sink into the scabbard on Du Yu's waist.
Du Yu was so frightened that his legs became weak again.
This is like being bitten by a snake once and being afraid of it for ten years.
Chen Ping'an held a hiking stick and walked towards the gate of the temple, "It's fate that we meet. I have something to ask you."
Du Yu was troubled in his heart. Because of your uncle, I almost died in this smelly ditch. But he still followed the man honestly and walked out of the Narcissus Temple together.
Du Yu's sleeves were hollow. The pair of divine armor he borrowed from his father was gone. The demon refining pill he had begged for from his mother was gone. His heart, liver and intestines were so painful that they were twisting.
Together, just thinking of the ordeal of three souls and seven souls being detained in someone's hands, Du Yu couldn't help but tremble, feeling uneasy and restless. This is the sequela of soul separation. The next few decades will be difficult.
It's just a matter of rest. This trip to the city was a big mistake for no reason. I didn't even mention that I hurt the road. How to explain to my parents when I went back to Ghost Ax Palace was a big trouble.
The two of them walked one behind the other on the overgrown path.
The moonlight is quiet and the mist is cool.
Du Yu actually felt even cooler.
Who is this person? There are mountain monks from more than ten countries, martial arts masters of all sizes, Du Yu has traveled far and wide, and has a wide range of knowledge. There really is no one like this.
There are only a handful of younger monks who can make him, Du Yu, so frustrated.
Chen Ping'an used his hiking stick to clear the way, just like walking under the moonlight. His mood gradually became calmer, and he smiled and said, "Do you know why you can come back to life?"
Du Yu smiled bitterly and said: "Senior, do you want those two talismans from our Ghost Ax Palace? If you reveal the secret method of the Ancestral Master Hall, I will be interrupted by the Changsheng Bridge and expelled from the master's sect."
Chen Pingan said: "God knows that you know and I know, so what are you afraid of? Besides, you have been traveling in the world for so many years, and you still dare to catch a water goddess as a fish. Are you afraid of these rules? For people like you, the rules are just
Take pleasure in breaking.”
Du Yu became increasingly frightened.
Only those who have attained the Great Dao and are truly ruthless can say this so naturally.
His parents also spoke to him in private with similar words.
Chen Ping'an said: "As long as you die at the Narcissus Temple on the edge of Cangjun Lake tonight, it will be difficult for the Ghost Ax Palace to find me, and it will also be difficult for the Canal Master's wife and the Lord of Cangjun Lake to find me. In the end, isn't this a confusing account?
So what you should be worried about now is not that the secrets of the master will be revealed, but that if I know the method of drawing talisman and the corresponding formula, I will kill you and silence you, and everything will be over."
This is a trick I learned from the scholar in Guixi Valley, to frame someone up and throw dirt on him.
Du Yu was speechless.
The young man carrying a bamboo box on his back and holding a bamboo stick spoke softly, as if he were chatting with a friend, "Now that I know your principles, it will be much easier to talk about mine."
Du Yu stopped and asked, "Senior, how can you guarantee that you won't kill me and destroy my body and traces after I tell you about the Carrying Stele Talisman and the Snow Mud Talisman?"
Chen Pingan then stopped and turned his head, "You can only gamble your life."
Du Yu said miserably: "Senior! I have already sworn my oath! Why do I still have to be so aggressive?"
The man looked surprised, "You rely on the abilities of a direct monk from the sect to go down the mountain to play in the world, with no regard for human life. My fist is harder, and I treat you like an ant, playing with you in the palm of my hand. Isn't that the same truth? It's hard to understand.
?You are so stupid, your parents are not worried?"
Du Yu wanted to cry but had no tears.
After meeting such an "honest" senior from the mountain, do I really have to blame myself for not checking the almanac during this trip?
Chen Ping'an looked at Cangjun Lake in the distance, "When the Lord of the Lake lands on the shore, you may not have a chance to speak. Buying a life with two talismans, I think this deal is a good deal."
Du Yu gritted his teeth, "Then I'll bet that senior doesn't want to get his hands dirty and be stained with karma."
Chen Ping'an shifted his gaze and looked in the direction of Suijia City, half-smiling but not smiling.
Du Yu did not dare to draw the knife, so he just broke off a dead branch, squatted down and began to draw the talisman, and then told the man the mantra with the ripples in his heart.
Carrying the stele talisman close to the body can hide the body shape and energy very well, like an old turtle carrying a heavy stele, and it will remain as silent as death for thousands of years.
However, the monk himself will also be restricted in his detection of the outside world, and the scope will be reduced a lot. After all, there are few things in the world that have the best of both worlds.
This talisman is one of the weapons used by the military monks of Ghost Ax Palace to master assassination.
As for the snow mud talisman, it is a talisman that many mountain masters dream of. The Ghost Ax Palace Talisman, also known as the Flying Bird Seal, has a long history and is the specialty of the founder of the sect. However, the descendants of the Ghost Ax Palace,
Most of them only get the skin and rarely the essence. The same is true for Du Yu, but his mother is proficient in this art. She is the first person to draw the snow and mud talisman in the sect in the past three hundred years. She once secretly taught this talisman to a top immortal in private.
The great monk in the mansion caused the rise of the humane law. Ghost Ax Palace later found out that before his family said anything, another mountaintop that was hostile to the monk came to accuse him. The two sides were very unhappy, but in the end they were still
It's nothing. The punishment given to his mother by the Zushitang is just ten years of seclusion. For a cultivator, ten years is just a blink of an eye. It's nothing like a punishment, let alone facing the wall.
The place where I had thought was still a treasure land full of spiritual energy. Du Yu only found out afterwards that the top monk who had obtained the snow mud talisman from his master's sect had quietly visited the Ghost Ax Palace, probably to plead for his mother.
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At first, Du Yu was worried that this person was just greedy for two talismans, thinking that his skills would not overwhelm him. In fact, he was not good at this talisman. Du Yu had already made a plan, and he needed to spend more time talking about it, so that he would be in trouble.
Teacher. I never thought that the man just listened to his explanation all the way, from the outline of the two talismans to the specific content of the formula to the subtle key points. The man never asked, but just asked Du Yu to repeat it three times. The second time
At that time, Du Yu accidentally missed an insignificant sentence because he was too familiar with the characters of Fu Zhen Jie. As a result, he found that the man narrowed his eyes and gently lifted up the hiking pole that was originally leaning on the ground. Du Yu was frightened.
I almost gave myself a slap in the face, so I quickly made amends and said it again, word for word.
After three times.
The man lowered his head and looked at the two talismans on the ground.
Du Yu was so angry that he didn't dare to breathe.
The man used a walking stick to draw talismans, followed the same pattern as a gourd, and drew two relatively rough stele talismans and snow mud talisman. When the talisman was completed, the light shone brightly, although the talisman was not of high quality.
But the talisman finally became a success.
There were fine beads of sweat on Du Yu's forehead.
Dear mother, it’s really not that easy to get started with the talisman. Otherwise, why would his father’s realm be so high, and all the ancestors of the sect could not be regarded as “connecting with the will of the gods”? It is true that some monks are not suitable for drawing talismans. So.
In the sect's mansion of the Taoist Fu lineage, when examining the qualifications of their disciples, there is always a cruel saying that "you will know whether it is a ghost or a god when you first write a pen."
The senior in front of me is definitely an expert! He can't be said to be a hidden master of Talisman!
All pure martial arts are a deception...
Just thinking about this, Du Yu felt unbelievable. If this is really the case, is the senior in front of him too unreasonable?
Chen Ping'an used his walking stick to erase the four talismans drawn by both parties and dispersed the aura of the talismans. "Your sincerity is enough, let's make a real deal again?"
Du Yu asked doubtfully: "How to say?"
Chen Ping'an took out the Military Armor Pill and the Demon Refining Pill from his sleeves, "It is said that if you walk too much at night, you will easily encounter ghosts. I have good luck today. I picked them up from the roadside earlier. I think they are more suitable for you.
Do you like my practice? Do you want to buy it?"
Du Yu Dayi said solemnly: "It's rare for seniors to be willing to give up their love, just ask the price! Even if it means selling them, I, Du Yu, am willing to buy them at a huge premium!"
Chen Pingan nodded, remembered something, stretched out a finger, and there was a green drop of water, spinning, Chen Pingan set aside a part, about one tael of water transport essence, put away the larger beads, and said with a smile:
"This is a gift from the canal owner's wife. Take it as my sincerity. You are injured and are in urgent need of spiritual energy to help you. This water-carrying bead is the foundation of a water goddess. Please take it and refine it quickly.
"
Du Yu had no choice but to take the bead, pat it gently into his heart with his palm, refine it silently, and then look strange.
Is it really a bead made of the essence of water transport?
Not only did I not feel any discomfort, but it was like a piece of sweet rain falling from the lake in my heart, which made my mind and soul feel refreshed.
Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Okay, let's get down to business. A god-man's nectar armor of such a high rank, and a refining demon pill with such great offensive power, how much money do you plan to pay to pick it up?"
Du Yu asked cautiously: "Senior, can I barter? I don't have much immortal money on me, and I don't have the legendary Square Cun Tomb, which is so close to the cave."
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "Of course you can."
Du Yu took out a small, colorful embroidery bag from his arms. He opened the knot gently and took out a folded book page. After unfolding it, there was no crease at all.
Du Yu said: "This thing is extremely precious. I got it by chance in the tunnel of a dilapidated ancient temple when I was fighting with others in my early years. My parents asked me to keep it safe. They said it is priceless. To buy and sell this thing, you need to pay at least the same price.
You can only trade with small sums of money, otherwise you will be sorry for this page of ancient Buddhist scriptures."
Chen Pingan took the page, which was a golden Buddhist scripture.
Chen Pingan accepted it with a smile and handed the armor pill and demon pill to Du Yu.
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, turned around and faced Cangjun Lake, holding the hiking pole in both hands.
Du Yu subconsciously took a step back.
Du Yu had a stern look on his face, but he still didn't dare to speak.
Deciding life or death is never an easy task.
It was precisely because of this that Chen Ping'an could not completely hide his feeling of something and nothing.
Previously on the bank of the Black River in the Ghost Valley, after hearing Chen Ping'an's assurance, the Fuhai Yuanjun still turned around and begged for mercy from the scholar who was obviously even more dishonest. She had to make sure that the scholar swore before she went to open the ban on the river bottom.
It was probably at that moment that she realized that her life or death was actually decided.
At this moment, so was Du Yu.
On the line between life and death, a monk's intuition is always extremely accurate.
Du Yu spread his hands and stared at the two lost treasures that were about to fall into the hands of others in an instant. He sighed, raised his head, and said with a smile: "In this case, senior still wants to do this with me."
Business, isn't it just taking off your pants and farting? Or is it that you are deliberately forcing me to take the initiative, asking me, Du Yuxi, to wear a pair of divine armor and throw demon pills, so that the senior can kill me justly and justly, less?
Cause and effect karma? Senior is worthy of being a man on the top of the mountain, easy to scheme. If I had known that I could meet an expert like senior in the rivers and lakes below the mountain as shallow as a pond, I would definitely not be so conceited and arrogant."
Chen Ping'an looked into the distance and asked: "Then the wife of the canal owner said that you are the son of a Taoist couple?"
Du Yu nodded and said: "One is named Du and the other is named Yu, so we'll call them Du Yu."
Chen Pingan turned his head and said with a smile: "It's a good name."
Chen Ping'an raised his hand and waved, "Go away, don't let me touch you again."
Du Yu smiled bitterly and said, "I'm afraid that I'll die if I turn around. Senior, I really don't want to die here. It's so frustrating."
Chen Pingan said: "That's right, then follow me for a while? I want to find the owner of the Zaoxi Canal. Do you know the way?"
Du Yu nodded.
The two of them really went over the mountains and ridges to reach the border of Zaoxi together.
Along the way, Chen Ping'an asked about the situation in the mountains and downhills of more than ten countries including the Silver Screen Kingdom.
Du Yu naturally answered all questions.
The senior flew across the mountains, touching the water again and again. His body was as fast as thunder, and almost only a faint blue figure was visible. It was a bit difficult for him to swim against the wind.
But when the person asked, he would walk on foot, giving him a chance for Du Yu to speak calmly.
The two of them were walking in the mountains and forests. After hearing some of the stories of the golden boy and girl, Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "How come this young man from Huangyue City, He Lu, and the fairy from Baodong Wonderland, Yan Qing, sound like something from a Jiang Hu romance novel?"
There are talented people and beautiful women, but it is only because of the hostility on their respective hills and the century-old grievances between their masters that they are unable to become a pair of gods and Taoists?"
Du Yu said: "It may be funny in the eyes of the seniors, but even I, Du Yu, would feel ashamed when I saw the two of them. Only then would I know what the real Dao Jade is."
Chen Pingan was noncommittal.
The two came to a mountain top and looked to the west, which was the jurisdiction of Zaoxi River. The Water God Temple was not far away.
Chen Ping'an asked: "The treasures of the City God's Temple are now in the world. Are you here for this?"
Du Yu did not dare to hide anything and said: "In addition to me, there is also a senior uncle and three junior brothers and sisters who rushed to Suijia City. However, the exotic treasure has already been locked up in Huangyue City and Baodong Immortal Territory. Our Ghost Ax Palace is just a helper.
The better Baotong Wonderland is just waving the flag and building up its momentum. As for me, I am not afraid of seniors’ jokes, so I just want to see if Huangyue City and Baotong Wonderland will fight with their brains flying, and see if I can see He Lu and Yan Qing, and they meet.
In the end, we had to fall in love and kill each other over this, and I guess they both had shit-eating expressions on their faces. When I think of this, I feel good."
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Are you really a villain?"
Du Yu said with a smile: "Senior, this is a ridiculous compliment. I, this junior, cannot deserve it."
Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "The word 'true' does carry a bit more weight."
Du Yu said sincerely: "Senior's words may seem casual, but if you think about them carefully, they are actually mysterious and thought-provoking."
Chen Pingan's eyes were strange, "Are you trying to steal business from me?"
Du Yu was confused, trembling and silent.
The two of them continued on their way.
Compared with the Narcissus Temple, which is almost abandoned and even the golden statue is not in the temple, the Zaoxi Canal Master's temple is more grand and the smell of incense is stronger.
At first glance, she looks like the Water Goddess who knows how to manage things.
However, since she was able to suppress another canal owner so much that the temple was abandoned, she was definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.
When going down the mountain, Chen Ping'an told Du Yu about the massacre in Suijia City and asked Du Yu to ask about the secret letter.
Du Yu felt that I had already died twice tonight, so why were I afraid of offending a small canal owner? So Du Yu did not hesitate at all. Let alone a small river owner, the owner of the Zaoxi canal was Cang Yun at this moment.
Mr. Huhu stood in front of him and cut him down even if he made him angry. If the senior hadn't told him to discuss it carefully, he, Du Yu, would have kicked the door with his knife, chopped him half to death with one knife, and then let Na Zao go.
The owner of the stream channel came to discuss business with our uncle Du Yu. After the conversation, he killed him with a knife to relieve his hatred. It's all because of your bad feng shui in Cangjun Lake that I can only follow that person now.
Behind the butt, he behaves like a running dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy. The most hateful thing is that he just wags his tail and begs for mercy. What's more, he has to worry that he might be slapped to death just because his tail doesn't wag properly.
The two of them gathered their strength and walked down the mountain to avoid disturbing others.
Chen Ping'an asked casually: "If you had known about the massacre in Suijia City, what would you have done? Just speak your mind."
Du Yu smiled and said: "Of course it's nothing to do with it. A city god in a county is not an ordinary court official like He Po. Not to mention whether he can kill him or not, even if he can, the cause and effect is too heavy. Besides,
Okay, there's nothing interesting about the grievances and disputes in the officialdom. It's just such nonsense. But having said that, we're not much better in the mountains. There are some people who really devote themselves to cultivating Taoism. No.
I am relatively young, I neither harm nor save others, I am quiet and peaceful, I just have a hot temper and have encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation, so I go to the world to have fun."
Du Yu was a little uneasy, so he asked more, "These heartfelt words of the junior will not make the senior unhappy, right?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "No. If you see too much, it will be difficult to cause ripples."
Du Yu was silent for a long time, and then suddenly said: "But if I am the real mountain top person as my parents say, I might be happy and have a heart-warming conversation, or if I see that the City God doesn't like it, I will just kill him with a knife."
, As for the unjust case of the prefect, it has nothing to do with me and I will not interfere with it. This kind of thing is thankless. As for killing the city god, I don't seek fame, only profit. Once the golden body of the landscape god O is broken, it will be worth a lot of money.
.As for now, if there is no such thing as the treasure appearing in this world, when I enter Suijia City, I will just eat, drink, have fun, walk around, pat my butt and leave."
Chen Ping'an said: "When you become a person on the top of the mountain, you will find that the city god of a county will completely disable your interest in seeking profit. Many of your thoughts today will be nothing more than a smile next year."
Du Yu chewed carefully, and then laughed at himself: "I have good qualifications, but I don't have as good a Taoist spirit as the Lord of Huangyue City and the Patriarch of Baotong Fairyland. Not to mention these two big guys who have attained Taoism, how can I
Lu and Yan Qing are the mountains that I am destined to be unable to cross in my life. Sometimes when I hang out in the world and drink by myself, I feel that the idea of drinking to drown my sorrows is not a lie."
Chen Pingan asked: "You have been traveling in the world for many years, have you ever seen those... people in the world who you think are stupid?"
Du Yu smiled and said: "Of course there are some, but most of them are dead. If you don't die, it's hard to see your character. If you die, that's the same thing."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "When your heartstrings are not so tight, you can say a few unpleasant words."
Du Yu was speechless.
That sounds awkward, so why are you still feeling lucky?
The two of them went down the mountain and walked for more than ten miles along the broad gurgling stream. Du Yu saw the brightly lit ancestral temple. The temple's regulations were very arrogant, just like a prince's palace.
Handle, said in a low voice: "Senior, something is not right. Could it be that Lord Cangjun Lake is here in person, waiting for us to fall into a trap?"
Along the way, Chen Ping'an saw that Du Yu was no different. He had previously absorbed the essence of the water droplet, which should have been done without any manipulation. However, he did not directly refine it and threw it into the water house for the boy in green to help absorb it. Instead, he used his mind to absorb it.
Immersed in the small world, using the method of inner vision, the Yin Shen condensed like a mustard seed, personally traveled to the water house, the big world outside the body, such a small drop of water, in his own small world, Chen Pingan's Yin Shen was like carrying a giant object with both hands.
After the boys in green got the water-borne beads, Chen Pingan didn't know how they inspected them. They were all very excited, and for the first time they showed a look of relief to Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan understood that the more of this thing, the better.
So I had to visit the Zaoxi Canal Master Temple.
If he hadn't dared to break into Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace without permission, Chen Ping'an would have wanted to make a "deal" with that Lake Lord.
It's the same business dealings, but the methods are different.
The business experience of Du Yu, the owner of Cangjun Lake Canal, is naturally different from the business conducted by Chen Ping'an and the monks of the Pima Sect.
A baht is worth a penny. If you give me less than a copper coin, I will consider whether to beat you to death.
It doesn't matter if one is willing to make less money or even suffer losses.
After hearing Du Yu's reminder, Chen Ping'an joked: "At Narcissus Temple earlier, didn't you yell that as long as Hu Jun came ashore, you would fight him?"
Du Yu said with a smile: "I have taught my senior how to be a good person. Now I am really in a state of panic and all the trees and grass are in danger. Senior is laughing at me."
Chen Pingan patted him on the shoulder, "If there is still a fight, don't say anything about giving in this time."
Du Yu was annoyed.
Are you thinking of finding an opportunity to kill those young people in the market? Otherwise, if the news leaks out, wouldn't it be a big joke?
But the guy had already smiled and said: "You go back and kill the people I didn't kill. Are you reciprocating the favor and teaching me how to be a good person? Or, you think you are lucky and will never meet someone like me again in this life."
Humanoid?"
Du Yu was horrified in his heart and said categorically: "Senior taught me earnestly, and I will remember it in my heart!"
Chen Pingan walked forward slowly and said with a smile: "It is difficult to be kind to others. Is it so difficult not to abuse the common people and not do evil? But that's right. You can do whatever you want and be unrestrained. Who doesn't admire it? It's no longer a dream to learn the magic of the immortal family.
It is a bit superfluous for people in this world to have that kind of compassion that seems to be a burden. For example, when people in the market look at chickens, dogs, and fish in cages, they suddenly turn their backs to vegetarianism. It is really difficult for others to do so."
For a while, Du Yu was not sure whether his words were true or not, so he refused to say anything nonsense.
Chen Pingan sighed softly.
Even if one of the lines is pressed down and then pressed again.
Does it really work?
He held on to his bamboo hat and continued to move forward.
Arrived outside the temple.
Chen Pingan stopped and said, "Go and explore the truth. If you die, I will help you collect your body, and maybe I will help you get revenge."
Du Yu held it in for a long time and said helplessly: "Senior is really... no stranger to this junior."
Du Yu tightened his grip on the Bingjia Pill, and suddenly his whole body was flowing like mercury, and he put on a pair of the master's most precious treasure, the God's Chenglu Armor.
Du Yu strode out of the temple with its door open.
Less than half a stick of incense, Du Yu walked back to the gate with a shit-eating expression on his face. When he came to Chen Pingan, he whispered: "That Yan Qing happened to be a guest inside. I was afraid of causing trouble, so I didn't do business.
."
Chen Ping'an didn't mind and asked doubtfully: "That fairy in Baodong Wonderland?"
Du Yu nodded heavily, "When the monks from Baodong Wonderland arrived at Cangjun Lake, Yan Qing was cold-tempered and didn't like the bustle in the Dragon Palace, so he came here alone to seek peace of mind."
Chen Pingan asked: "Isn't He Lu here?"
Du Yu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Senior, are they not that courageous? The two sects are about to fight to the death in Suijia City, and they made an appointment under the eyes of their respective seniors.
Where, secretly have a tryst here? The owner of the Zaoxi canal will indeed be tight-lipped and help cover it up, but these two people should not be so impatient. One has a cold temper, and He Lu is still dedicated to the Tao."
Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Baodong Wonderland visited the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake with great fanfare. You know Yan Qing's temperament, but does He Lu know? Yan Qing doesn't know whether He Lu understands? This kind of thing requires two people to make an appointment in advance? Battle
Now, if both sides really act impartially and go into battle, wouldn't it be the last chance to meet tonight? But because of the commotion we made at Narcissus Temple, the channel leader rushed to the Dragon Palace to report the news, and these two people should be beaten.
Maybe He Lu is hiding somewhere right now, blaming you for ruining his good deeds. Doesn’t Yan Qing dislike you when he is in the temple? The eyes and words of the owner of Zaoxi Canal,
So what? Can you verify my guess?"
Du Yu looked ashamed, "Previously I just thought about breaking into the mansion and killing people with a knife so as to make a small contribution to the seniors, so this junior really didn't think so much."
Chen Pingan entered the temple in no hurry, glanced at Du Yu who was worried in his heart, then looked around and asked casually: "How did you get into the world? How do you survive today? Or is it that there are more than ten countries including the silver screen, and the folk customs are everywhere? Simple? But over there at the Narcissus Temple, I saw that you monks, gods, and people from all walks of life don't seem to be very simple at all."
Du Yu could only say: "Compared with the seniors who are calculating people, things, and mental calculations, the juniors are naturally laughable and generous."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You can calculate people, calculate things, and calculate mental calculations without leaving any clues. Well, that's a good sentence. I've written it down."
Du Yu felt depressed, why did he remember these words?
Chen Ping'an started to move and took the lead in crossing the temple gate.
The mansion is splendid, nothing like a temple.
We came to the door of an inner palace where a gold-lacquered plaque with the words "green water flows forever" was hung.
A lady in imperial attire with a phoenix crown and a hazel, she has a graceful look, a pair of peach blossom eyes that are somewhat narrow, and a faint smile.
Standing side by side with her was a young woman, dressed in white and wearing a golden crown with phoenix wings, which was so ingenious that the golden phoenix tail trembled with the slightest breeze, and there was a faint sound of young phoenixes singing.
Chen Pingan just glanced at the two women, and then stared at the golden crown a few more times.
It should be a magic weapon in good condition.
Du Yu followed his previous instructions and stood side by side with Chen Ping'an. The two were friends who had known each other for many years. Their predecessor was called "Chen Haoren" and he was a wild cultivator who traveled far and wide.
Before entering the ancestral temple, Chen Ping'an asked the two people inside if they knew any techniques for observing mountains and rivers.
Du Yu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Even the ancestors of Ghost Ax Palace needed to use their master's heavy weapons to operate this kind of magical power.
Except for the city lord of Huangyue City and Yan Qing's mentor, or the Lord of Cangjun Lake, the God of the Five Mountains and other rare beings, who would dare to say that they can control the mountains and rivers from their own mountains?
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Brother Du Yu and I took the liberty of visiting this time to ask the wife of the channel owner for advice on a small matter."
The channel owner's wife smiled and said: "Since you said it is a trivial matter, then there is no need to worry. I am drinking tea with Fairy Yan tonight, but it is a big deal. Why don't you come back tomorrow with Master Du?"
Du Yu just didn't dare to reveal anything, otherwise he would give a thumbs up to the owner of the Zaoxi Canal.
She is truly a heroic woman, and her heroic spirit is not inferior to her own words of "I'll give you a move first."
But this is a reasonable way to treat guests.
Who is Yan Qing?
The ancestral temple is located on the bank of Cangjun Lake.
There are even immortal masters from Baodong Wonderland visiting the Dragon Palace.
How much dignity can a wild cultivator who is a brother of Du Yu have?
Du Yu just looked at the sky with his eyes, nose and heart, his eyeballs moved slightly, and he glanced at the sky.
He is now afraid that the sky will fall.
But it's okay to collapse.
If the senior next to him really hits Yan Qing once or twice, regardless of the severity, the ancestor of Baodong Fairyland is famous for being a calf protector, he will definitely not give up, and Lord Cangyun Lake will probably be too embarrassed to stand by and watch. …
At that time, there will be a siege that will cover up the sky and the sun with all the magical weapons coming out.
But the reason why Du Yu was in a solemn mood and not too secretly happy was that he was afraid that Baodong Wonderland and Cangjun Lake would join forces to attack a wild cultivator.
Then in the end, I turned around and singled out two of your nests.
Du Yu actually knew that his idea was ridiculous.
No matter how powerful the person next to him is, it stands to reason that it would be extremely difficult for him to face the ancestor of Baodong Wonderland. Once he is trapped in a tight siege, whether he can escape is a matter of speculation.
But Du Yu just had an intuition that told him that the most unlikely thing might be the final truth.
Chen Ping'an got straight to the point: "I learned in Suijia City that you not only opened the secret letter that the eunuch who died suddenly before he died, but you also went to Yinping Kingdom with the sender.
Capital. Right?"
The fairy Yan Qing looked indifferent and turned a deaf ear to these commonplace matters.
Du Yu believed that even if she heard it, she didn't hear it.
Because my parents said that for true Taoist geniuses like Yan Qing and He Lu, their affairs in the world are like the snow and mud talisman, and their state of mind is like a mirror, leaving no trace.
The owner of the Zaoxi Canal still looked calm and said with a smile: "You asked the question and I heard it, so can you and Master Du Xian leave?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It was naturally her duty to act as the wife of the canal master, so I didn't come here to ask for punishment. I just felt that the matter had come to an end anyway, and Suijia City was going to have a big coup. Chen Sesame was like a rotten millet...
...It's a small thing, even if it's picked out to bask in the sun, it won't affect the overall situation at all. I hope the owner's wife..."
The owner of the Zaoxi Canal suddenly looked angry and majestic. He took a step forward and directly interrupted the wild cultivator's words, "Get out!"
Chen Ping'an's face remained as usual, "Bringing up old things again, it's true that I am a foreigner and have a lot of troubles. It's a bit difficult for his wife, if she is worried about Mr. Hu, I can..."
The owner of the Zaoxi Canal suddenly raised his sleeves, pointed towards the door of the mansion, and said sternly: "Get out! Who do you think you are? You dare to talk nonsense here, and you are not afraid of dirtying Fairy Yan's ears?! If it wasn't for Du Xian's sake,
In the face of Master, you, a wild cultivator who cannot hold up the wall with mud, cannot even enter this gate! Where do you think this water temple of mine is?"
Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked at Du Yu, "Brother Du Yu, when you came to visit me earlier, did you patronize Fairy Yan?"
Du Yu felt like he was mourning his concubine, and his heart was in turmoil. He didn't dare to show any flaws, so he had to keep a straight face, which made his face a little distorted.
There are many buildings in the temple.
At this moment, a handsome young man appeared on a raised eaves with his hands clasped behind his back, his big sleeves fluttering in the wind, and a yellowed bamboo flute tied around his waist, making him look like a fairy.
He said softly: "Madam, the owner of the canal, please be merciful and merciful."
Yan Qing's eyes lit up, but his expression soon returned to calm.
Du Yu's sharp eyes looked like he had eaten shit, but it was still warm.
It was just as expected by the senior next to me.
At the Narcissus Temple, He Lu most likely happened to be wandering on the nearby hills, waiting for an opportunity to find Yan Qing, and then He Lu discovered some clues, but this person never got too close.
After all, the war is about to begin, and meeting the woman of his dreams is the top priority.
The rest, with He Lu's character, stand by and watch when they are close, and watch the fire from the other side when they are far away, nothing more than that.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "He is much better at concealing his whereabouts than you are."
When the wife of the channel owner saw the aloof young man, she immediately changed her appearance, gave him a Wanfu, and said softly, "I have met Master He Xian."
Chen Pingan patted Du Yu's shoulder and said, "Brother Du Yu, you have nothing to do tonight. Everyone is responsible for the work, so don't interfere."
Du Yu wanted to die.
I'm covered in yellow mud right now in my crotch, and I can't wash it off even if I jumped into Cangjun Lake. Whether this guy escapes tonight or dies in battle, Du Yu will lose a layer of his skin, and he might end up falling.
He is a street rat in the eyes of monks from dozens of countries and mountains, and everyone adds insult to injury.
Du Yu tried his best to keep a straight face and said: "Brother Chen, I won't leave. Your business is... my Du Yu's business!"
The corners of the handsome young man's mouth were raised, as if he was smiling sarcastically.
But when he turned to look at the slim Yan Qing, his eyes became gentle.
Chen Pingan raised his head and looked at the plaque again, "Green water flows forever."
The words are ordinary, the meaning is good, and it is chewy.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Madam, the owner of the channel, how about that old thing where I bought you with fairy money? Of course, you can also take into account Cangjun Lake's anger after the incident."
Du Yu's eyelids trembled.
I'm coming.
What he fears most now is that this senior is messing with his magical and unpredictable business experience.
Perhaps He Lu's words played a big role.
Although the owner of the Zaoxi Canal still looked unhappy, he no longer said harsh words and waved his hand: "We will talk about it later. We will be closed here tonight to thank guests."
Du Yu remained silent.
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Then let's visit again tomorrow."
Hear the word "we".
Du Yu was heartbroken.
Chen Pingan held the hiking pole and turned around and left.
There was still some time in Suijia City, and Chen Ping'an didn't want to make too much noise.
But Chen Pingan is still a little strange.
Over there at the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake, why has the Lord of Cangjun Lake, the ancestor of Baodong Wonderland, not yet used his magical power to see mountains and rivers to spy on this place?
There is no way these two have higher magical powers than the Patriarch of the Pima Sect, who is in charge of the law.
But Chen Pingan stopped.
Du Yu was a little strange.
Chen Pingan turned around and looked.
The owner of the Zaoxi channel pretended to frown and asked, "What else do you want? Do you really want to stay here and never leave?"
Chen Pingan laughed.
If the canal owner's wife was just a monk and not a temple water goddess, I'm afraid that if she spoke to him through the ripples of the lake in her heart, the clues would be picked up by He Lu and Yan Qing, who were at a higher level.
Just now she said something quietly, with a smile on her face.
"You bastard wild cultivator, you have already soiled the floor of my mansion all the way here. Bring a bucket of water by yourself tomorrow, otherwise don't come in."
Chen Ping'an wasn't that angry at all, he just felt a little bored.
And it is similar to what Du Yu said unintentionally: "The spring breeze once passed".
The term "bastard" is probably not a good word anywhere in the world.
He Lu began to frown.
Yan Qing also looked a little impatient.
In an instant.
The entire Water God Temple was shaken in a flash.
A huge spider web exploded in the square outside the residence where the "Green Water Eternally Flows" was hung.
Chen Ping'an had already reached the top of the steps, still holding the hiking pole, and grabbed the Zaoxi channel owner's neck with one hand, and slowly lifted him up into the air.
Raising her head, Mrs. Canal, who no longer had the slightest grace, her golden body shook as if struck by lightning, her divine light was scattered, and she could not gather it together at all. She could only hit the arm of the man in the bamboo hat hard with both hands.
Yan Qing has already swept out.
With a flick of her wrist, a flash of light slipped out of her sleeve, and an unsheathed dagger appeared in her hand.
He Lu stretched out his hand to hold the bamboo flute and said in a deep voice: "I still say the same thing, I have to be merciful and be merciful."
Chen Pingan turned around and looked around. They were two people, one high and one low, standing in the same direction. Chen Pingan smiled and said: "This canal owner's wife is not a human being. Besides, you cultivators are not
The less you are stained with the world of mortals, the better? When you come to meet here, your respective masters may not know that the water temple of the owner of the Zaoxi Canal is just a step tacitly accepted by both Huangyue City and Baodong Wonderland. Why, do you want to stop me? Be careful.
If this step is broken, both sides of the sect behind you two will have no steps to go down."
The owner's wife struggled endlessly, and her appearance was so bleak.
Du Yu actually felt a little happy.
It seems that after you have reasoned with everything, regardless of whether it is true or not, it is more exciting to throw punches afterwards?
He Lu smiled and said: "I advise you not to seek death..."
Yan Qing's eyes flashed.
When he wanted to take action, he cut him off with one sword.
But he hesitated for a moment and backed out.
Sacrifice a defensive treasure that is an important weapon of the master's sect to protect the surroundings of yourself.
As for the channel owner's wife who was thrown away casually, after she sheathed her sword, she didn't even bother to take a second look.
The monks are fighting with their lives hanging by a thread. Whoever is distracted will die first.
But Yan Qing's heart suddenly trembled and he turned around to look.
A green figure appeared near the raised eaves. It seemed that a hand knife had stabbed He Lu in the neck, causing He Lu to fly backwards. Then the green shirt followed him like a shadow, holding down He Lu's neck with a palm.
Pressing his face down, He Lu crashed through the entire roof ridge and fell heavily to the ground. Hearing the sound, his body actually bounced on the ground before he collapsed to the ground.
It will not die, it will definitely not die.
He Lu was wearing a high-quality robe.
Yan Qing was very confused.
As a result, the man seemed to have used his magical power to shrink to an inch and came to her side in an instant.
Yan Qing was about to draw his sword.
The man flicked his finger, hitting the blade of the sword. Yan Qing's face turned pale and he was about to make a move.
But he found that the man had passed by him, and stepped on the forehead of the channel owner's wife who had just woken up. He suddenly exerted force, and the force was like the sound of wind and thunder.
Another kick.
The Zaoxi channel owner's head and entire upper body were sunk deep into the pit.
Chen Ping'an, still holding the hiking pole, stood on the edge of the pit and said to Yan Qing: "Aren't you going to see your lover?"
Yan Qing was just about to get up and rush away, but when she saw the hopeful movement of the man holding a hiking pole, she stopped again, took a step back, and waited for an opportunity to escape. As long as she escaped to Cangyun Lake, she would work together with her master to surround this place.
Man, kill this beast!
Chen Ping'an looked at Du Yu and said with a smile: "You are blind, what kind of bullshit golden boy are you, a born god and Taoist couple?"
Yan Qing's face was as cold as ice, and for the first time, such rich hatred and murderous intent appeared in his beautiful eyes.
It was just the young wild cultivator wearing a bamboo hat. He just lightly stamped his foot to push the canal owner's wife out of the big hole, then kicked her towards the door. Holding a hiking pole, she strode away with his back facing her.
With the sword in hand, the man in green clothes raised his hand and waved, "Let's go and have a look."
In the end, the man dragged the owner of the Zaoxi Canal and left the mansion, probably heading towards Cangyun Lake?