Du Yu only felt that his scalp was numb, and he tried to use up the little courage he had left, but his courage was like a person's strength to climb a mountain. When he reached the "top of the mountain", it was almost gone, and he timidly said: "Senior,
With you like this, I'm a little... afraid of you."
Chen Ping'an held the jade bamboo folding fan presented by Cui Dongshan and twisted it with his fingers. The bamboo fan opened and closed slightly, and the crisp sound sounded again and again. He said with a smile: "You, Du Yu, have saved my life, what are you afraid of? What are you afraid of?"
Aren't you supposed to be thinking about how to reward your merits now? Why are you still worried about being settled by my queen? Your shabby affairs have already happened at the Shuixian Temple in Shaoxiqu, so I don't plan to argue with you anymore."
Chen Ping'an was wearing the golden robe that he had not worn for many years. The spring grass robe that he wore with a green shirt had been completely destroyed. No matter how much money you spent on the gods, it could not be restored to the original state, so he collected it.
Put them together with those worn-out straw sandals and empty wine bottles. In the previous battle, no matter how dangerous it was, it was so simple that he had no time to change into the golden wine on his body, and he couldn't do anything in the blink of an eye.
.So you can only rely on Roshan's physical strength to resist the tribulation of the sea of clouds, which is probably equivalent to soaking in the small thunder pond of Jixiao Mountain for several days and nights?
Du Yu gritted his teeth and said with a mournful face: "Senior, are you going out this time to slaughter all the ungrateful people in the city?"
Chen Ping'an looked at Du Yu sideways, "Are you stupid, or am I crazy? Then why should I carry this calamity?"
Du Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "That's good. Senior, please don't get angry with those ignorant people. It's not worth it."
He was really afraid that one wave would come after another, and then he would not be the only one to suffer a violent death. It would definitely affect his parents and the entire Ghost Ax Palace.
Fan Weiran's old lady was so desperate that she took out her anger on him, but now it's hard to say, maybe even Ye Han from Huangyue City is eyeing him.
There are some things that I didn't think much about in the past, but now that I'm wandering around the gates of hell and jumping on the road to hell, I think about them again and again.
Especially staying in the ghost house these days, helping my seniors clean the courtyard of the house, carrying buckets and rags, and doing servant jobs that I haven't done since I was a mother, it feels like a lifetime ago.
Chen Ping'an pinned the folding fan to his waist, looked over the wall, and said: "Doing good or doing evil is all one's own business, so there is nothing to be disappointed about."
Du Yu nodded vigorously and said: "A gentleman shows kindness without seeking repayment, as is the style of his predecessors!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Just pull him down and stop saying such flattery in the future. You, Du Yu, are too low in moral standards. It's hard for the speaker and boring for the listener. I've tolerated you for a long time."
Du Yu smiled awkwardly.
Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd and placed it on the bamboo chair. He stepped on the sword fairy on the ground with his toes, and it bounced up slightly. He held it in his hand, "You stay here, I'll go out."
Du Yu naturally did not dare to question his senior's decision and asked cautiously: "When will senior return to the house?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It shouldn't take much time to go to the county governor's office a few steps away, and then to Cangjun Lake or Black Glaze Mountain."
Du Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Ping'an walked out of the haunted house.
Du Yu faced the vermilion wine pot, clasped his hands, bent down and prayed: "Thank you, uncle of the wine pot, take care of the little ones."
When the door of the haunted house opened, the banished immortal in white clothes really appeared.
The people in the city who were originally noisy and noisy, no matter men, women, old or young, many hundreds of people dispersed in a hurry. Most of the people in the crowd were those from wealthy families who thought they had suffered an unreasonable disaster and suffered heavy losses.
There are servants and servants who want money, as well as gangsters who come from all over the city to join in the fun, and there are also many young Ren Xia who want to see what a swordsman is.
Although everyone said that this foreign swordsman was a very good-tempered and extremely rich man, and he was seriously injured and had to stay in Suijia City to recuperate for a long time. He had been hiding in the ghost house for so long without daring to show his face, which has been proved
This. But God knows if the other party will catch someone on the street after leaving the haunted house. After all, he is a swordsman from Shilaozi. He is so skinny that a camel is bigger than a horse, so you should be careful.
There just happened to be a group of young and strong men rushing over pushing a dung cart, laughing. They were originally feeling proud of their heroic move, enjoying the thumbs up, cheering loudly, and pushing up the
The dung truck came, working even harder, and it was only twenty or thirty steps away from the haunted house that no one dared to live in. As a result, the immortal in white with a long sword just opened the door and walked out, and looked straight at them.
The three young men, who had been idle in Suijia City all year round, were suddenly stunned and couldn't move their legs.
Not only that, but there was another person who walked out from the corner of the street and walked against the current. She was a pretty woman in plain clothes, and she held a swaddled baby in her arms. It was cold in spring,
The weather was particularly freezing. The child didn't cry, either because she was sleeping soundly or because of frostbite. Her face was full of sorrow, and her steps became faster and faster. She actually passed the dung truck and the young man, and fell to her knees with a plop.
On the street, I raised my head and cried to the young man in white: "Master Immortal, my man was killed by the collapsed house. How can I, a woman, survive in the future? I beg Master Immortal to have mercy and save us.
Girls, go ahead!"
The woman cried so hard that she seemed about to faint from crying.
The people hiding in the far side of the street began to point and point. Some people whispered to the side, saying that it seemed that the woman over there in Ya'er Lane was indeed the bride who got married last year.
Poor man.
Chen Pingan squatted down and said, "How can you, a mother, be willing to bear such a child in such a cold weather? Shouldn't you leave it to a familiar neighbor and come to me to complain? Well, that's right.
I won’t be able to survive anyway, so why do I care about this?”
The woman was stunned for a moment. She seemed to have never thought that the young swordsman would use such words. She was a little confused for a moment.
Then I saw the young man smiling and saying: "I see that the way you hold the baby is a bit unfamiliar. Is this your first baby?"
The woman suddenly started wailing and said nothing.
Chen Pingan put his hands in his sleeves and said slowly: "Wait a moment, as long as I ignore you and pass you by, you have to raise the child in your hand high and tell me, if I don't save you, you
He won't live anymore, and he won't survive anyway. Instead of making this poor child suffer all his life, it's better to fall to death on the street and let him be reborn in a good child in his next life. In this life, his parents can't help him and meet him.
A hard-hearted god, and then you hit him head-on and die, asking for a family reunion underground? Or, what I said is already more than what others have taught you?"
The woman was just grief-stricken and wailed endlessly, making people cry when they heard her and sad when they saw her.
Chen Pingan glanced at the street man in the distance who revealed the woman's identity, and smiled slightly. The latter's expression changed slightly, and he left quickly, disappearing into the alley.
The person escaping in a hurry, the woman sitting on the ground crying in front of him, the assassin hiding in the dung bucket waiting for an opportunity.
They should all be some small schemes that the other party instigates behind the scenes that even I don't think will work, just to disgust people?
Chen Pingan found it interesting.
The Marquis of Yin in Cangjun Lake definitely doesn’t have the courage for the time being, and Fan Weiran in Baodong Wonderland doesn’t have the guts. That Ye Han from Huangyue City who has never been seen before? Or the young man named He Lu, who pretended to be with someone in the city?
At the hands of an official's subordinate? Anyway, the three of them, the Qi practitioner, the market woman and the martial artist, may not know who sent them to die. Naturally, they all have their own reasons and arrangements for why they came here to die.
How to do it?
Because Chen Pingan felt that he was really disgusted.
The woman's eyes were filled with flowers.
The figure of the young immortal in white was actually missing.
The woman gritted her teeth and stood up. She really raised the infant child high and was about to throw it to the ground. Before that, she turned her head and looked towards the street and cried with all her strength: "This sword fairy is a nobody."
You are so heartless, you have killed my man, and you have no conscience at all! Now my mother and I have both died today, and the whole family of three has become a ghost, and they will not let him go!"
The woman threw the child hard into the street, hoping that it would not fall to death, which would be a big trouble, so she tried her best.
All his life's glory and wealth are in this moment.
Anyway, the child is not hers. God knows where the strange man got it from. As for the man who died not long ago, he disappeared inexplicably. He was really the man she married because she was blind, but he was the kind of man who couldn't control her.
He is a scoundrel who can't control his crotch. He is a gambler and a lustful person. He has ruined all his wealth. As a result, he has never had a good life after he passed away. It is better to die sooner than later. He fell to death and killed his child. All he had to do was hit him head on.
Just kowtow to the wall to scare people, and then pretend to be faint, but you don’t have to die. Then with the big bag of gold and silver that you got in front of you, plus another bag after everything is done, you can find any man to marry in the future.
Okay, is it still difficult to be a rich lady wearing gold and silver?
After smashing out the child, the woman became a little exhausted and collapsed on the ground.
Then her eyes suddenly opened wide.
I saw the white-clothed fairy squatting in front of me again at some point, and supporting the infant child with one hand.
Chen Pingan stood up, picked up the child, and used his fingers to open a corner of the swaddling cotton. He moved gently and touched the baby's little hand. Fortunately, the child was just a little frozen. The other party probably felt that there was no need to deal with a child who was bound to die.
There are tricks on the body. Sure enough, those monks only have this little brain. It is not easy to be a good person, but it is also difficult to be a bad person who simply makes your stomach rotten?
Chen Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth, but when he looked at the child in his arms, his eyes naturally became gentle, and with skillful movements, he wrapped the child slightly tightly in the swaddling cotton cloth, and evenly distributed the heat from his palms to warm the swaddling body.
Help withstand the freezing spring cold.
There is no child in the world who is destined to suffer disaster after birth.
Chen Ping'an tiptoed a little, and his body swept backwards, like a white rainbow hanging sideways, as he returned to the haunted house.
Du Yu probably felt uneasy in his heart. Naturally, he didn't dare to sit on the chair where the sword gourd was placed, so he moved the small bench to the side of the bamboo chair and sat there without moving. Of course, he didn't forget to put on his clothes.
On the armor of the God-man Cheng Lu.
Du Yu saw the senior who had left and returned. In his arms was... an infant? What was the senior doing? He said he was walking at night and was lucky, so he picked up his inheritance on the roadside.
He, Du Yu, could even say that he believed in revealing armor and refining demon elixir without conscience, but when he picked up a child when he went out, he, Du Yu, was really dumbfounded.
Chen Pingan carefully handed the child to Du Yu. Du Yu held out his hand blankly as if he had been struck by lightning.
Chen Pingan frowned and said: "Remove the manna armor!"
Du Yu was startled, and quickly removed the nectar armor and put it into his sleeve along with the demon refining pill he had always held in his hand.
He took over the infant child stiffly, feeling weak all over. Seeing the look of disgust on his senior's face, Du Yu wanted to cry without tears. "Senior, I am young and have little experience in the world. I am not as good at everything as you, senior."
Everyone knows and is proficient.
Chen Ping'an warned: "I will come back early. The child is immature and has suffered some cold. Please pay more attention to the child's breathing. When you emit spiritual energy to nourish the child's body, you must pay attention to the propriety. If there is any problem, leave the haunted house.
When the time comes, take the sword-raising gourd and go find an experienced apothecary."
Du Yu's chicken pecks at the rice.
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, then twisted his wrist, and the remaining walnut appeared in the palm of his hand, "After smashing it out, the power is equivalent to a full-strength blow of an Earth Immortal monk. No door-opening techniques are needed. A Qi practitioner can use it.
Even if you are physically weak in the lower five realms, it will just vomit a few mouthfuls of blood and use up your spiritual energy savings. There will not be much sequelae. What's more, you are at the peak of the Dongfu realm and a military monk. If something happens, don't worry about using it.
"
Du Yu was still holding the child, so he had to turn sideways, bend his back, reach out slightly, and grab the priceless fairy treasure.
Du Yu was determined.
It's rare for a senior to be so nagging.
But for some reason, the seniors now seem a little familiar again.
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, no longer holding the sword fairy, and hung it behind his back again, "You are still addicted to playing, aren't you?"
Du Yu sighed, the familiar feeling disappeared again.
Tell yourself silently, just think that this is the good intention of the senior to help you Du Yu improve his state of mind.
The seniors are gone.
There are no ripples of spiritual energy and no breeze.
It seems to be in harmony with heaven and earth.
Du Yu held the child in his arms and shook it gently, not daring to move too much for fear of waking up the child. I have never been so gentle to those Jianghu heroines in my whole life. Du Yu looked down and said with emotion:
"Little baby, you are so lucky."
In a quiet, narrow alley.
The man leaned his back against the wall and swallowed. He didn't seem to be chasing him?
It's really a hot job to earn that little summer money.
Although the Immortal Genealogy Master with whom he was in contact didn't look like he could get the Xiaoshu Money, he couldn't fake the Immortal Money. If he didn't take it, he would die. If he didn't take it, what else could he do?
The subordinate official gave him a bag of silver in a similar way. If he didn't take it, he would die. The subordinate official was not stupid, so he helped him find a couple like Ya'er Lane, and that's how he got what he has today.
The Shanze Yexiu took out the Xiaoshu coin, smiled, and whispered, Immortal Genealogy Master really doesn't regard money as money, and I hope to buy another dozen.
Someone next to my ear smiled and said: "You are not bad, you don't take human life as your fate."
The man turned his head stiffly and saw the banished immortal in white, holding a folding fan, standing a few steps away, but he was completely unaware of it.
The man said in a trembling voice: "The Great Sword Immortal is neither powerful nor powerful. I am forced by the situation and have to do this as a last resort. The Immortal Master Meng Liangfeng who taught me how to do things thinks that doing this kind of thing is dirty to him."
Hands, in fact, I care less about the lives of ordinary people than wild cultivators like me."
The man forced a smile and said, "This Great Sword Immortal, you don't know that the Ya'er Lane woman is born with a heart of snakes and scorpions, and her man is a damned piece of shit. People like this are in the market, but they have poor qualifications.
You can only wallow in the mud, or else you will be regarded as a cultivator and do bad things, which is called a masterpiece."
The white-clothed swordsman smiled and said: "Don't care about your heart, just look at things. Otherwise, how many people can survive in the world? What do you think?"
The man nodded and said: "Yes, yes, Master Sword Immortal is right."
Then he heard the foreign swordsman who could withstand even the catastrophe without dying ask himself in a slightly surprised tone, "A little Immortal Master from Meng Liang Feng killed a few people in the market, and he still felt that his hands were dirty."
, then do you think I, as a swordsman, will kill you with dirty hands? If not, the woman seeking wealth on the street, the gangster pushing a dung cart for fun, and the assassin hiding in the dung bucket and eating shit,
Why don’t I kill?”
The man held up the small summer coin with both hands, bent down deeply, raised his hands high, and said with a flattering smile: "Since Master Sword Immortal feels that his hands are dirty, he is compassionate and just let the villain go. Don't get dirty."
The Sword Immortal’s magical weapon, a rotten maggot and bedbug like me, how can I be worthy of the Sword Immortal’s sword?”
"There are thousands of immortal magic techniques on the mountain. Do you need a sword?"
After hearing this sentence, the man was sweating profusely and did not dare to say another word.
"At this moment, you feel that I am a bad person with the same virtues as you, so you are afraid?"
The banished immortal closed the folding fan in his hand, tapped his head lightly, and said with a lazy expression: "The evil people are silent in front of their eyes, but the good people stab their spines behind their backs. It's you who are boring gourds, and you are the same ones who are happy and happy. It's strange, but it's also wonderful."
It wasn’t that the man didn’t want to escape, but that his hands and feet were completely out of control.
The man said: "Come on, let you shout at the top of your lungs, 'Sword Immortal has killed someone'. If your shouting is heard throughout the city, I can spare your life."
The man shook his head vigorously, gritted his teeth and said with a cry: "I don't dare, I will never dare to insult Master Sword Immortal!"
The man said "Oh, then you will be in trouble". Without waiting for the wild cultivator to say anything, he gently patted the wild cultivator on the head with his folding fan, then waved his sleeves and held the three souls and seven souls in the palm of his hand.
, slowly wear it away with Gang Qi.
If all good people can only console themselves for their suffering by saying that evil people will suffer hardships for themselves, then the world is really not a good place.
As for the small summer coin, it fell next to the body and finally rolled into the gap.
Dressed in white, he slowly walked out of the alley.
After a moment, a golden sword light rose from the ground, and the white-clothed immortal with his sword left Suijia City and headed straight for Cangjun Lake.
From the side of the ghost house in the city, there was a faint green flying sword, following it.
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In the Imperial Master's Mansion in the capital of Mengliang Kingdom.
The two great monks sat opposite each other across a small green lake.
There is an old scholar in blue shirt and white hair, who has no fame, and a young man who is not much older than him. The former has a dying little monkey lying on his knees, and the latter has a small green snake that seems to be sleeping soundly around his waist.
Horns have grown on the forehead, and the green snake is connected from head to tail, like a green belt.
Far behind the old man in a scholar's shirt, stood a pale fox-charming woman with average appearance but charming eyes. Even though she was standing behind her master and across a small lake from the young man, she was still a little trembling.
After all, the reputation of that "young man" was too scary. His name was Xia Zhen, and he was once a wild cultivator who occupied a vast mountain top alone. He never recruited direct disciples, but only raised some slaves and boys with acceptable qualifications. Later, he
The aura-rich Feng Shui treasure land was given away, and only one fairy mansion was moved away with great supernatural powers. From then on, it disappeared from the entire southeastern territory of Beiju Luzhou, and there was no news.
It was this great immortal who made that secret agreement with his master.
It’s just that the fox charm only knows that after the master spent a huge price to draw a thunder pond on the borders of more than ten countries to isolate the flow of spiritual energy, the master used this method to consume a large amount of life essence in order to suppress the elusive treasure of merit.
, and finally pocketed it. And this Xia Zhen formed an alliance with his master, and in exchange for giving the mountain top to two nearby sects, he was able to use the barren land of dozens of countries that had always been relatively thin with spiritual energy as a
My own home is just like the... small lake in front of Xia Zhen right now.
Both sides get what they need and have long-term plans.
But Hu Mei never expected that the master who was supposed to be practicing Taoism in seclusion outside the borders of more than ten countries would suddenly change and become a national master born and raised in Mengliang land!
In the early years, according to the intelligence from Yinping Country, she had naturally heard about the situation in Mengliang Country. The owner should first be a "young prodigy" from the Han tribe in a small county in Mengliang Country, who was named on the gold list and became the top scholar in high school.
, Guangyao family, after entering the official career, like God's help, he was not only talented in poetry and articles, but also extremely talented in politics, and eventually became the youngest prime minister in the history of Mengliang Kingdom. At the age of 40, he was already a very popular minister.
Then he suddenly resigned and retired. It was rumored that he met an immortal to teach him Taoism, and then he left with his seal. At that time, the whole country and the public, no one knows how many sincere Umbrellas were created.
After returning to the mountains and forests, he devoted himself to alchemy and Taoism. In just ten years, he developed immortal magic and magical powers. At that time, the fox demon thought it was a joke, just a trick to pretend to be gods and ghosts. The capital and local areas of Mengliang Kingdom showed great auspiciousness, which continued continuously.
, the new emperor of the Mengliang Kingdom, who had just ascended the throne, personally went to the Fairy Mountain to welcome the former prime minister back to the capital, and he was granted the title of national advisor of the country. When he was an official, the country was prosperous and the people were safe, and when he became an immortal, everything was going smoothly.
It was simply because of this person's effort that Mengliang Country turned into a paradise where no one could miss a trace. The temples were filled with civilized and military officials, and the local officials and people were harmonious. With the help of this person, the two emperors worked hard to govern, but they never started quarreling without permission.
While being chased by the monks in Suijia City, the fox spirit had two of its tails broken off, injuring the foundation of the avenue. However, after the owner showed up, he just took her and her colleagues to the capital city of Mengliang Kingdom.
The master's office has not awarded one or two rewards yet, which makes Hu Mei feel a little sorry for herself. She has lost her honorable status as the Queen of the Silver Screen Kingdom and returned to her master as a little maid. She is actually a little uncomfortable.
Xia Zhen smiled and said: "Congratulations to fellow Taoist, you have achieved your wish. The establishment of a sect is just around the corner."
The old man in Confucian shirt said calmly: "I will remove the remaining restrictions of the golden thunder pool, and the spiritual energy from outside will slowly pour in. Within a hundred years, there will be a great year for the emergence of Taoist embryos. As for He Lu Yanqing and his ilk,
, he is still young now, and he is the first to get the moon near the water and the tower, and the golden elixir can be expected. If seven or eight golden elixir immortals can appear at the same time within a Taoist sect, it will also be a solid foundation for the establishment of a sect. I am happy and congratulations.
."
Xia Zhen's eyes were sincere and he said with emotion: "Compared to the methods and plans of fellow Taoist, I feel ashamed. I actually got this treasure of merit and virtue, and it was also an innate sword pill. To be honest, I felt that fellow Taoist at least had
There is a 60% chance that it will all go to waste."
Xia Zhen glanced at the little monkey with a shining belly, and was filled with admiration. This old guy who was about to fall into the golden elixir was actually able to remain anonymous. Not only did he escape the murderous intentions of all forces, but he was even more daring.
, just hide it under your nose, and finally occupy a treasure of merit and virtue with the merit of benefiting a country. This calculation is worthy of the status of Nascent Soul.
The old man smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist, you are willing to give up a geomantic treasure land in exchange for the territory of dozens of countries that no one cares about. It is also a big deal and a lot of courage. As long as you manage it properly, you can definitely make your money back in a hundred years and make a lot of money in a thousand years."
"
One person seeks treasure, the other seeks talent.
The two Nascent Souls joined forces to create this big pattern.
In the end result, everyone is happy.
It's just that both parties know very well that as long as one of them, no matter who it is, can take the lead in reaching the upper five realms, the situation after that will be difficult to predict.
If you really want to establish a sect, everyone will think that your own territory is too small.
When the old man removed the thunder pool, the spiritual energy poured into more than ten countries. How could Xia Zhen just watch those mighty spiritual energy disperse at will and be wasted on a group of ants that had been fighting for years?
As for Fan Weiran, Ye Han and a bunch of rubbish failed to snatch the rare treasure from Hu Mei and the old man. In fact, Xia Zhen was not very annoyed. Those auras were the foundation of his path.
, for the rest, don’t be greedy. The original Nascent Soul Covenant between the two parties was not a child’s play. Besides, there is no good thing in the world where you can take advantage of everything. Since the situation is good and safe, you can refine your treasure of merit and risk and turn it into
Sword cultivation means that if I swallow my spiritual energy, I am also expected to break through the bottlenecks and quickly advance to the upper five realms. Cleverness is a must, but you can't rely on cleverness all your life. Earth Immortals should have the vision and mentality of Earth Immortals.
.
Xia Zhen seemed to remember something, "After the catastrophe, I went to Suijia City and discovered something very unexpected."
The old man in Confucian shirt smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, please tell me."
Xia Zhen put his hands on the green "belt" and said with a smile: "If I'm not mistaken, the sword the foreign swordsman is carrying is a semi-immortal weapon! I fight for my life, but I still have a little bit of it.
Unfortunately, the refining skill is mediocre. You happen to be proficient in refining, fellow Taoist. Why don't you and I sign a contract and be allies for once?"
The old man's eyes sparkled with light, but it was fleeting.
If it is a magic weapon, he has no interest in it. Now he is refining the innate sword pill with inherent merits and virtues, which is the foundation for becoming the upper five realms in the future. He will feel bad if he delays it for a day.
But what if it was a semi-immortal weapon?
But the old man quickly calmed down.
Such a rare object, is this Xia really his father or his son? Do you want to tell yourself kindly?
Therefore, the old Yuanying, who was temporarily the national master of Mengliang Kingdom, waved his hands and said with a big smile: "Fellow Taoist, just take it, and you should have this opportunity. As for me, forget it. I have successfully refined it."
Before this thing, I had many taboos in my actions. Fellow Taoist must also be aware of these huge troubles. With the realm of fellow Taoist, it is definitely not difficult to kill an injured young sword cultivator. I am here to wish you immediate success.
, get a semi-immortal weapon!"
Xia Zhen smiled and nodded. It was not surprising that the old man was so cautious. Both parties were Nascent Souls who were born as wild cultivators. If they took the bait easily, they would never survive today.
Those of us who kill people and steal goods without batting an eyelid still need to be afraid of ghosts if we walk a lot at night.
These words that Xia Zhen had engraved in his heart when he was a boy. Countless years later, Xia Zhen still remembers them freshly. They were the five-level wild cultivator master who died at his own hands back then. He left Xia Zhen a legacy in this life.
The greatest wealth. And I was only in the second level at that time. Why was I able to kill the master and seize the treasure and get money in such dangerous ways? It was precisely because the master and the disciple accidentally bumped into a piece of iron.
So in the long years that followed, whenever Xia Zhen found that he was satisfied with his ambition, he would dig out this sentence and silently repeat it several times.
Xia Zhen stood up and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to see you off."
The old man in Confucian shirt grabbed the little monkey with one hand and stood up to see it off. "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I will leave Mengliang Country soon."
Xia Zhen's body turned into a rainbow and went away. In an instant, it was as small as a mustard seed, breaking through a sea of low-hanging clouds, and wandering far away.
The national master of Mengliang Kingdom shook the little monkey in his hand, raised his head and smiled: "I can't bear to take action. It's really hard for Xia Zhen."
In the distance, the fox spirit and the skinny old man stood respectfully and tied their hands.
The fox charm said softly: "Master, do you really want to leave a semi-immortal weapon alone? Although Xia Zhen's acquisition is of little significance, master..."
The old man in a scholar's shirt used the magical power of the universe in his sleeves to imprison the entire monkey and enter the small world.
He turned around and said: "I am in Mengliang Country, a small place with limited information. I am far less well-informed than Xia Zhen. If you are greedy for that semi-immortal weapon, can you go and get it for me?"
The fox charm didn't dare to speak, and she didn't even dare to breathe.
My identity has been exposed by Ye Han from Huangyue City. No longer the beauty of Yinping Kingdom, as long as I return to Suijia City and leak the traces, I will just be a street rat.
The old man in a scholar's shirt sneered: "A sword cultivator who is willing to bear the catastrophe, and a young man who dares to reveal his semi-immortal weapons, is he a soft persimmon? If true, Xia Zhen would not find out about it himself, but would have good intentions and reveal this to his face.
What's more, once the semi-immortal soldiers recognize their master, especially if the master they serve dies, what will happen after they lose control of their control? You guys are really frogs in the well, and you don't know the slightest importance."
In the sea of clouds, Xia Zhen no longer turned into a rainbow to control the wind, but walked slowly with his hands behind his back.
Xia Zhen looked helpless and said to himself: "Since you are from the Pima Sect, why don't you bother me?"
Xia Zhen looked back at the capital of Mengliang Kingdom. He had obtained the Xiantian Sword Pill, and a half-immortal sword happened to appear. How could you endure such a destined blessing?
How could you become a wild cultivator if you are so timid? After decades of being an ordinary master in Mengliang Kingdom, you have cultivated your mind and character really well.
Xia Zhen stretched out a hand and said a few names, just enough to count them all on one hand.
Any more will delay your own path.
Fan Weiran is easy to handle, Ye Han is smarter, He Lu has good aptitude, Yan Qing is not bad either, and that Cui girl is a little weird.
Xia Zhen raised his hand again and called out five names, all of whom were young and low-level people.
Xia Zhen walked leisurely on the sea of clouds, looked at the two palms, and gently clenched his fists, "Are ten other people's golden elixirs comparable to one of my own Jade Pure Realm? Why not kill them all?"
But Xia Zhen quickly shook his head, "Forget it, there's no rush. Just leave five golden elixir quotas, and kill whoever is expected to become Nascent Soul, just to make room."
Xia Zhen held down the green belt with both hands, "This guy is still powerful. I don't know why he insisted on me suppressing the military fortunes of the ten countries in the oath and not allowing the appearance of golden body monks. It turned out to be to reduce the number of wars between the ten countries.
War, so that he, the hidden prime minister and national advisor of the Mengliang Kingdom, can avoid committing murder and accumulate merits with peace of mind."
Xia Zhen stretched.
There is no reason to think of the disaster scene that day.
The Yuanying Yexiu's mood became solemn.
Could it be one of the ten people with similar identities to Liu Jinglong and Yang Ningxing? But it doesn't look like it. After careful consideration, it is obvious that none of them match.
Xia Zhen stopped, looked around, and said with a smile: "I wonder which Taoist friend it is? Why don't you dare to show up and see him."
At the end of the field of vision, on the other side of the sea of clouds, there was someone standing still, but the sea of clouds under their feet suddenly surged up like waves, and then rushed toward Xia Zhen.
Xia Zhen remained motionless, lightly patted the green dragon-shaped snake around his waist, smiled in his heart and said, "Don't worry about it. Fighting at close range is just what I want."
The uninvited guest seemed a little tired and tired. When the upturned sea of clouds hit the beach like a wave, he floated to the ground and moved forward slowly, as if he was chatting with an old friend after a long absence and kept complaining.
Said: "You guys are really annoying. You made me come back from the sea again, and you really treated me like a cross-continental ferry? This is nothing, I almost didn't get embarrassed by Xiao Quan'er.
Hacked to death. Fortunately, fortunately, my brother and I are still in touch with each other, otherwise we would not be aware of the situation in this area. But it is still too late, too late. My brother too, should not take revenge like this
The woman who is infatuated with him is, well, that's all, otherwise, he wouldn't be the brother I admire from the bottom of his heart. Besides, that woman's infatuation... is indeed unbearable, and is too overbearing. I can't blame my brother.
of."
The man continued to talk endlessly, "You Feng Shui in Beiju Luzhou have a grudge against me, why can't you just let me go back and eat and wait for death? I was always kind to people here, and it was well-known all over the mountain and down the mountain.
, I am just a sweet person like your son-in-law from Luzhou, Beiju, you shouldn’t amuse me like this..."
He talks nonsense without restraint.
Xia Zhen was very confused, but didn't care much.
How can a person who has attained the Tao reveal clues in his words? And he speaks so skillfully in Beiju Luzhou Yayan. What kind of foreigner are you talking to me about traveling across continents?
The face in front of you is that of Zhang Sheng. It is absolutely real and is not a deception. Unless you are a mountaintop monk in the Immortal Realm, the deception is on your side. Even if you are in the Yupu Realm, it will not work.
The sea of clouds dispersed under the man's feet.
His realm is not low, but he likes to show off such trivial skills.
Not only did Xia Zhen not retreat, but he slowly took a few steps forward and asked with a smile: "Dare you ask me your friend's name?"
The man hesitated for a moment, took two steps back, and replied: "My nickname is Zhou Fei, my eldest name... I won't tell you. I'm afraid there is a girl in your family or in your sect."
What a mess.
Xia Zhen was still calm and composed, "I wonder why my friend blocked my way?"
The man who calls himself Zhou Fei is indeed born with a good skin. He is above the sea of clouds and has a jade tree facing the wind.
He said with a mournful face: "I'm begging you, okay or not, you guys just calm down a little bit. Can you let me return to Aquarius Continent well? Huh?!"
Xia Zhen sighed and said apologetically: "If you continue to be so arrogant and talk nonsense, I won't be with you anymore."
Zhou Fei, who was obviously using a pseudonym, was stunned for a moment, "I've said it so plainly, but you still haven't understood? My dear mother, I'm not telling you. If it weren't for this Nascent Soul realm, you
Are you worthy of playing tricks with my brother?"
Xia Zhen finally understood it clearly.
Are you here to help the young swordsman regain his position?
Xia Zhen looked around and clicked his tongue, "You're the only one, right? Have you ever heard of a saying that within ten feet, I, Xia Zhen, can kill Nascent Soul?"
Then the man put his feet together and jumped directly within five feet, as if he was looking for death. "Okay, now let me, Jiang Shangzhen, help you to understand."
Xia Zhen almost collapsed on the spot.
Beiju Luzhou has always been arrogant, especially the sword cultivators, who are even more arrogant. Except for the Middle Earth Divine Continent, they feel that they are all rubbish, their realm is rubbish, their magic weapons are rubbish, and their family background is rubbish, all of which are not worth mentioning.
However, there are also a few strangers from other continents who "never forget" Beiju Luzhou, and even take the initiative to care about their activities after returning to the mainland.
For example...there is a great swordsman in the central and northern areas who threatens to kill him with his own hands...Tongyezhou Jiang Shangzhen!
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Inside the Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace.
Another grand party.
The Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, did not sit on the steps below the dragon chair this time. He stood between the two parties and said, "Just now Feijian sent a message that the man came towards me, Cangjun Lake Yujian."
Except for Fan Weiran, who was sneering, Ye Han, who was still as still as a mountain, and the golden boy and girl, who were still shocked, the other two parties were shocked and made an uproar.
The Lord of the Lake, Yin Hou, looked unkind, "Ye Han, my Lord Ye Dacheng, who said before that this foreign swordsman was severely injured and would be cut by our blunt knives and slowly grind to death? We have just been here.
Layout, people have just come to my lair in Cangjun Lake, what’s the next step? You all run away and are defeated one by one, why don’t you stay here, rub your knees first, and then kneel down and kowtow later?”
He Lu was calm and composed, holding a bamboo flute, and stood up, "One stage will be set up outside Suijia City, and the other will be set up at Cangjun Lake. In addition, the Dragon Palace of Lake Lord is protected by a landscape formation, so I think it's okay.
The door is wide open, let him enter the formation, our three parties join forces, with our city lord here, Patriarch Fan, plus two formations and a crowd of more than a hundred monks, how can they be equivalent to the strength of an immortal, right? This
If he doesn't come, he will only dare to hide in Suijia City, and we will lose the bait in vain and hurt everyone's harmony. Wouldn't it be better if he comes?"
Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, said angrily: "Master He Xiaoxian said it lightly! This Cangjun Lake is my family property that has been accumulated for thousands of years. You are just destroying a talisman array with some immortal money. When the time comes, the sky will be dark and the ground will be dark, and corpses will be everywhere.
, the Dragon Palace collapsed, and even if I won a tragic victory in the end and killed the evil beast, if I still divide the accounts according to the previously agreed upon arrangement, then I would go into a Dragon Palace in vain, wouldn’t I have to cry to death?”
He Lu smiled brightly, "Twenty percent of Cangyun Lake, 40% of Baodong Wonderland, and 40% of our Huangyue City. This was the previous division. Now we, Huangyue City, can give 10% to make up for Lake Lord. In addition, it is still the same old rule. If
Whoever has taken a fancy to a certain magic weapon and is determined to get it, the three parties will work together to come up with a fair price that everyone agrees with and convert it into snow money or Xiaoshu money, plus a premium, as a thank you to the other two parties for their love.
"
Having said this, He Lu looked across the way, his eyes passing over the woman he longed for, and then he smiled at the old woman and said, "Ancestor Fan?"
The old woman who seemed to be sleepy and dozing at first smiled and said, "Yes, we at Baodong Wonderland are also willing to give 10% of the proceeds to reward Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace."
Lord Yin of the Lake looked at Ye Han, who nodded slightly.
Only then did Marquis Yin, Lord of Lake, feel satisfied.
He Lu stopped talking.
Everyone in the Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace looked at this handsome young man with swaying hearts and admiration.
If this son is not the heir of Ye Han of Huangyue City, and the position of the city lord of Huangyue City has never been passed down to other people, how can Ye Han's two worthless sons compete with He Lu?
At the side door of the main hall, there was a dazzling bead curtain hanging. A beautiful woman gently lifted a corner of the curtain and looked lovingly at the handsome young man who was chatting and laughing happily.
There is such a brilliant young man in the world.
In the past, all the poor scribes and the rich and powerful's sons, who were relatively good-looking, were far inferior to this Ho Lang of Huangyue City.
He was really a handsome man who walked out from some official unofficial history and literati's writings, and stood before his eyes like a banished immortal.
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Follow the ghost house in the city.
Du Yu held the child, who was still sleeping soundly in his swaddling clothes, helplessly.
Then Du Yu suddenly turned his head and saw a handsome and slender man over there climbing over the wall. After his feet landed on the ground, he made a lucky Dantian gesture.
Du Yu stood up suddenly, as if facing a formidable enemy. He glanced at the vermilion wine bottle on the chair, but no flying sword came out.
Du Yu was a little desperate.
The walnut given by the senior before leaving was tightly grasped in the palm of the hand.
The man raised his hands and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. My name is Zhou Fei, and I am Chen... a good man. He uses this name now, right? In short, he is his brother, and he has the same spirit. Don't you find it here?"
There was such a big fight. Although my cultivation level is not high, my brother was in trouble and I had no choice but to come over quickly to see if there was anything I could do to help. Fortunately, you can easily find them here. Where is my brother?
,and who are you?"
Du Yu didn't believe it at all.
The man pointed to the wine bottle on the chair and said, "There are two flying swords in there. One of them is gone, but the other one is left to protect you. If it didn't recognize me, would it not show up to protect you?"
Du Yu only believed it a little bit.
The man glanced at Du Yu's hand and said, "Okay, that walnut is invincible. It's equivalent to a strike from the Earthly Immortal, right? But it's okay to smash people, but don't use it to scare your brothers. I'm physically stronger than
You're still thin-skinned, don't accidentally kill me. What's your name? Look at you, you have a majestic appearance, you look like a dragon and a tiger, you look like a top expert. No wonder my brother trusts you to guard the house... Huh? What the hell?
I haven’t seen it yet, but my brother even has a child?! He’s so arrogant, it’s so irritating when people compare themselves to others.”
Du Yu felt that his face was a little stiff. Why the hell did this person's words have a different charm when he heard them? He really looked a bit like a senior friend.
The man trotted all the way to Du Yu. Du Yu was engaged in a battle between heaven and man, but he did not do anything except tightly clenching the walnut in his hand.
The man knew what was going on, so he picked up Du Yu's bench, placed it a little further away, and sat down.
Du Yu carefully sat on the bamboo chair and said in a deep voice: "My name is Du Yu, I am a monk from Ghost Ax Palace. My senior asked me to take care of this child temporarily."
The man named Zhou Fei immediately gave a thumbs up and said with admiration: "Ghost Ax Palace is famous, I have admired it for a long time!"
Du Yu asked: "Are you really a friend of seniors?"
Zhou Fei smiled and said: "It's absolutely true. It's as good as false."
How could Du Yu dare to believe it completely?
Na Zhou Fei said with a smile: "My brother, don't you prefer... to talk about truth and rules? And you must not have taken these truths and rules seriously at first and found them baffling, right?"
Du Yu was so relieved that his whole body collapsed.
Du Yu asked doubtfully: "Have you really heard of our Ghost Ax Palace?"
Zhou Fei nodded and said: "Didn't you just introduce yourself? With a master like you sitting in charge, I quickly admired him. Isn't it normal?"
Du Yu smiled bitterly and said: "Since you are a friend of seniors, you must be an expert in the world. Don't make fun of me, Du Yu. What kind of expert am I?"
But the man said: "Are you not a master? Do you know that your so-called senior, my good brother, almost never trusts any outsiders? Well, maybe this foreign word can be removed, even myself
You just don't believe me. So Du Yu, I'm really curious about what you did and what you said to make him look at you with admiration."
Du Yu shook his head, "I just did some small things. It's just that my senior has great insight. I guess he thought of it that I didn't even notice."
The man was stunned for a long time, and after holding it in for a long time, he finally said, "Damn it, you and I are mortal enemies in the battle between the avenues?"
But the man quickly shook his head and said, "That's all, let's just think of you as a junior of the same people."
Then the man stood up angrily, and for some reason, he stood in front of Du Yu, gently opened the corner of the swaddling clothes, then counted with his fingers, nodded, and murmured to himself: "Little cause and effect, it doesn't matter if you take it away.
, so as to save him some unnecessary trouble. There is no reason for a ranger to travel around with a little orphan, so how can he please the fairies? At this point, I can only do so much.
This child barely has some qualifications for cultivation. He is not afraid of anything but money. My little boy, if you have accumulated good deeds in your last life, you have met two of our brothers one after another."
Unknowingly, Du Yu gently moved his hands, and Zhou Fei took the child away.
Du Yu was so excited that he subconsciously fought this person desperately.
Du Yu's life, death, wealth, and the safety of his parents and disciples were all decided in this small house.
The man smiled and said: "Okay, you can tell my brother later that I, Zhou Fei, have taken this little kid to Aquarius Continent to settle him, so that he can travel far away without any worries and nothing will happen."
Du Yu's eyes were red and he was going to snatch the child away. How could you just take it away as you said?
The man stretched out a finger and fixed Du Yu in place. He blinked and said, "I've heard of Ghost Ax Palace, but have you heard of Jiang Shangzhen? Ginger's rawness is respected, true and false are false.
.”
Du Yu almost got in. He was frightened and angry. After suddenly waking up, he shouted: "I am your uncle Jiang Shangzhen! Give me back the child!"
The man stretched out his palm and gently covered the swaddle to prevent him from waking up. Then he extended a thumb and said, "A good man, he is even better than Xia Zhen, who can fight and run, and is barely half as good as I was.
My brother asked you to guard the gate and guard the courtyard, you really have a good sense."
Du Yu has really never heard of Jiang Shangzhen.
But then Jiang Shangzhen made him gain experience. With a flick of his wrist, he took out a golden soldier's armor pill and gently threw it to Du Yu, just placing it on the head of Du Yu who could not move. "Since it is a
As a top military master, I will give you a piece of golden crow armor that matches your status as a master."
Then, when Du Yu was dumbfounded, the man looked at him with pity and said, "There must be no good-looking fairies in your Ghost Ax Palace. Am I right?"
Du Yu's mind went blank.
The man just disappeared out of thin air.
Silent and breathless.
There was a snap of fingers, Du Yu's figure swayed, and his hands and feet returned to normal.
When I caught the golden military armor pill, it felt a little heavy.
What is this for?
Du Yu felt like he was in a dream.
After all, good fortune and misfortune are unpredictable, and even if you hold a heavy treasure in your hand, you will inevitably feel uneasy.
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Over at Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace, Lake Lord Yinhou was the first to turn pale in shock, "Something bad is going to happen!"
Ye Han and Fan Weiran also looked at each other.
Then Yan Qing suddenly raised his head and looked towards the door.
He Lu, who had been looking at her with a smile, followed Yan Qing's line of sight and looked outside the main hall door.
First, the entire Dragon Palace began to shake violently.
Then a man dressed in white came with a sword in his hand. He was seen holding the scabbard. After landing floating on the ground, he strode across the threshold of the palace and the sword returned to its sheath on its own.
Finally, there was a series of sounds like spring thunder in the lake, which was actually far behind this person.
The white-clothed swordsman smiled and kept walking. He held the scabbard, pushed forward gently, threw the long sword out of the scabbard, flipped it over, and the tip of the sword was nailed into the ground of the Dragon Palace, and the sword body tilted.
Just stick it on the ground.
When the man stood calmly and calmly, his two snow-white sleeves were still fluttering. He put one hand behind his back and stretched out the other hand towards the sword on the ground. Everyone just listened to him smile and said: "It's up to you to take it."
But the next sentence is even more chilling than the previous sentence, "If you can't take the sword, then keep the head."
The third sentence makes people's heartstrings relax a little.
Except for a certain young man also dressed in white, He Lu.