Chapter five hundred and forty thirty third in the eyes of ten thousand young people
There are many exotic flowers and plants in the back mountain, but no birds, insects or ants.
Moreover, Chen Pingan discovered a small thing. He had previously entered the Xian family mansion and saw a crane circling the mountain. After the four people climbed the mountain, the crane had long disappeared. No matter Chen Pingan was looking up at the foot of the mountain, overlooking the mountains and rivers at the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, or
Later, he followed Master Huang and Taoist Sun on a treasure hunt until they reached the back mountain, but Chen Ping'an never saw a trace of the crane again.
If there really is an expert from outside the world sitting here, and assuming the worst possible outcome, the owner of this place has ulterior motives for all visitors.
Then the other party is definitely a master of calculating people's hearts.
An ordinary person, a woodcutter in the mountains, might have entered this mountain, glanced at the cranes, and then given up. He was more shocked by the white jade arch bridges and archway plaques that followed. He regarded them as a fairyland on earth, and with the white bones and corpses everywhere, he naturally
This is considered a terra incognita.
But for those who practice Taoism, those inadvertent sightings are believed, especially at the first sight, which will affect the mind even more, silently and without even realizing it.
In the future, as long as you are a Qi practitioner, no matter your level, you will think about it again and again.
Chen Ping'an saw the green mountains and green waters and the snow-white cranes for the first time, and it was no exception. The first thought that came to his mind was what a fairy mansion and beautiful mountains and waters.
What I saw along the way since then was nothing more than a ruins suffix added to the Xian family's mansion.
The Immortal Family is still an Immortal Family, and the blessings are naturally the blessings.
There are clues all over the place, extremely complicated, and it seems like there are mysteries everywhere. If you see it too much, it will make people feel that it is a mess and they are too lazy to think about it.
Chen Ping'an also didn't have much clue, but the sudden fall of the sword energy was as if it was rising into the sky. If the crane was some kind of scheming deception, coupled with the string of bells that exploded for no reason on Taoist Sun's waist during this period, then it would be difficult to
A line can be drawn, or a worst-case scenario.
This kind of subtle character that looks at the best and worst at both ends of the line is the key to Chen Ping'an being able to walk out of the Ghost Valley of Skeleton Beach alive under the nose of Gao Cheng in Jingguan City.
Things in the world are complicated. Seeing or not seeing, thinking or not thinking are all knowledge and hard work on one's mind.
Of course, there are also people who hit it by mistake, and they just died out of ignorance, or they got the chance in a daze.
The three of them continued to tour the back mountain. Compared to the battle of life and death in the front mountain, at least it seemed that it was much more leisurely.
As for the life and death of Di Yuanfeng, Chen Pingan has no responsibility at all. He is not his father, mother, or ancestor. If he was a kind-hearted person, Chen Pingan might still take care of it and make a fair deal.
At this moment, there is a green bamboo on the side of the road, which is quite eye-catching. In the eyes of the three people, it looks lonely and lonely, with the bamboo shadow whirling.
The bamboo pole is as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and the bamboo leaves are verdant. And it is not a rhetorical statement, but verdant. There are water droplets condensed on the tips of many bamboo leaves. The wind blows by, swaying, and the three of them stare at it.
When he picked up the bamboo, a drop of green water happened to fall onto the muddy ground and dissipated instantly. Chen Pingan looked at it intently and found it very particular. Although it was not like the green glazed tiles and Taoist blue bricks that produced the essence of water transport, it was still the time when spiritual energy condensed into water.
exaggerated.
When Taoist Sun passed by, he tapped his fingers lightly, listened to his ears, and said with an eh, "There is a way."
When the two of them were staring at the green bamboo, Chen Pingan turned around and took off the package. He first took out the sword gourd from among the things nearby, held it in his hand, put the package on his shoulder again, and then said with a smile: "Excuse me, Taoist Sun, please shake the bamboo, I will
It’s good to catch some water from the tips of bamboo leaves.”
After all, Taoist Sun was a genuine monk in the sea-viewing realm. He could roughly tell the depth. He shook his head and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I advise you not to do anything extra. These bamboo leaves and water drops born from the spiritual energy cannot be contained by ordinary utensils."
Not to mention filling the wine pot directly with water, you can pick a handful of bamboo leaves with water drops and store them carefully. As long as you leave this strange bamboo, you can't keep it."
The tall and thin Taoist said this, and without delay, he took off his robe and took out a celadon vial with a picture of a hermit in green pine trees.
Master Huang disliked the two people rubbing against each other, so he kicked the bamboo pole, and water droplets fell like light rain. Sun Taoist laughed loudly, swayed, stepped on the pole, and filled the water in a plum-green porcelain bottle.
Chen Ping'an was no exception. He didn't want any water droplets to fall to the ground and dissipate. Without competing with Sun Taoist, he used a "water method" to gather many water droplets that were about to fall into the mud into a line and slow them down.
Slowly enter the sword gourd.
Master Huang glanced at the black-robed old man's technique and didn't see any suspicious flaws, so he stopped worrying about it.
Now that Chen Ping'an has taken out the sword-raising gourd, he no longer puts it away and hangs it on his waist. The water droplets formed by the condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth gather together. However, the ordinary weight of seven or eight taels of wine is a heavy weight of more than ten kilograms.
The three of them continued on their way.
Chen Pingan glanced back at the green bamboo.
Is it the same as the bamboo forest that Wei Bo carefully planted in Qidun Mountain? If you really want to recognize your ancestors and return to your clan, they all come from the Qingshen Mountain in the Bamboo Sea Cave Sky?
Otherwise, according to the immortal book purchased from Daixuan Mountain, it seems that among the many immortal bamboos and dozens of different species in the world, none of them are so powerful in condensing water transport.
Unfortunately, just like the chessboard stone table, it cannot be carried or moved.
Taoist Sun felt that he was still not satisfied, so he stretched out his hand to grab it and said with a smile: "The bamboo sky can communicate with the gods, lighten the body and replenish the qi. Pindao practiced in the early years and read through books. He once saw ancient books recording that making tea with bamboo leaves is the best way to quench thirst.
To be pure of heart, in the hot summer, you only need to take a handful of bamboo leaves, add a few lotus seeds from the mountain, and drink one or two cups of tea to make people feel as if they are gods."
Chen Ping'an glanced at Taoist Sun, and then at the slender green bamboo that didn't move at all.
Now that it's like this, he really can't say some flattery.
Sun Daoren took back his hand and said calmly: "Forget it, I will leave this opportunity to future generations."
Master Huang fell into the well and said: "If these bamboo leaves are refined into natal objects by the monks of the lower five realms who practice water law, they may not be the most precious treasures. The treasure is right in front of you. Be careful not to take it from God and suffer the consequences. Taoist Master Sun really does not pick it."
How many handfuls? Even if you don’t use them to make tea, you can give them to the juniors at the Thunder God’s House in Baby Mountain. It can be regarded as a good gift for returning to the master this time.”
Sun Taoist said calmly: "Cultivating Taoism involves the fundamentals. How can I give random gifts to the opportunity? I am not one of those younger preachers. The gift is too heavy and not beautiful. That's all."
Chen Ping'an praised in a low voice: "Taoist Master Sun's witty words are like pearls and are thought-provoking."
Taoist Sun carefully put the celadon vial into his sleeve, walked slowly, stroking his beard and smiling, enigmatically.
Master Huang couldn't stand this Taoist monk from Wuling Kingdom. From the beginning to the end, after learning that Sun Taoist was a disciple of Jingming Zhenren, the Thunder God's Mansion, he was always attentive to Sun Taoist.
Master Huang suddenly used the physical skills of the Golden Body Realm and the strength of the punch of the Fifth Realm. He was a little merciful, and after weighing the physique of the opponent's Qi practitioner, he punched the black robe next to him without any warning.
The old man, with a bang, flew backwards, rolled all the way, struggled to get up, seemed to be stunned, sat on the ground, suddenly his throat moved slightly, turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, as if he had just recovered and stood up
, his hands were hidden in his sleeves, and he had obviously twisted the talisman on his fingertips. The ripples of energy lingered around the sleeves, and he yelled: "Huang, are you looking for death?!"
Master Huang was convinced that he was indeed a waste.
Taoist Sun was so frightened that he hurriedly ran out a few feet away, holding an attack talisman he had just bought with Taoist Chen in one hand.
The three of them appeared to be holding hands.
Master Huang didn't even look at the old man in black robes. He just turned around and smiled at Taoist Sun: "Daoist Master Sun, people's hearts are full of ghosts, so we have to be careful. We and Mr. Qin are allies who know everything about us, but this man is the only one we met by chance on the way.
If he is a slanderous wild cultivator, wouldn't we be fooled by the Tao, and in the end, all the treasures on our body will be used to make wedding clothes for others, and I don't think Taoist Master Sun is willing to do so, right?"
Sun Daoren spoke to Chen Ping'an with ripples in his heart, "Chen Daoyou, what do you say, do you want to fight? This Master Huang is not a good person. If we really fall out, we two brothers will be like grasshoppers on a thread. Who can
Stop hiding your secrets."
Comparatively speaking, Taoist Sun certainly trusts the old man in black robe more. He has some relationship with good and evil along the way, but not much. Most of all, he feels that this fellow Daoist Chen is weak and not a big threat. Of course, if black robe
The old man's words and deeds were shrewd and philistine in every aspect, and he was a man who acted according to the changing circumstances. Sun Daoren was unwilling to cooperate with him sincerely, so he risked his life to confront Master Huang together.
After talking to Chen Ping'an like this, Sun Taoist said muddled words, "Chen Daoyou, Brother Huang's move is a bit too much, but now the situation is unpredictable, and our own family will fight among themselves first, then we can really
If you are making wedding clothes for others, why don't you both sell it to Pindao to save face? Fellow Taoist Chen, please be patient and Pindao will ask Brother Huang to apologize again, and then just think of it as an end of the story. How about that?"
Chen Ping'an said angrily: "No! After receiving such a punch and suffering such an unreasonable disaster, my vitality has been severely damaged. If I just apologize and be done with it, why don't I let Master Huang eat a thunder talisman from me and we'll be equal!"
Master Huang tugged at the corner of his mouth, opened a corner of the package, grabbed an object, gently threw it to the old man in black robe, and said with a smile: "If the apology is not enough, then add an apology."
The old man in black robes' eyes lit up, he hesitated for a moment, and still secretly twisted the talisman with one hand hidden in his sleeve, while the other hand had already raised his hand out of his sleeve, trying to reach out to catch the antique bronze mirror.
Taoist Sun's expression changed drastically, and he quickly reminded him in his heart: "Don't answer it!"
It's just too late.
Master Huang stepped onto the ground, and with his martial arts cultivation at the peak of the Sixth Realm, he instantly arrived in front of the black-robed old man and punched out.
The old man in black robe was dumbfounded and dumbfounded. He was actually stuck on the spot, his whole body was stiff and motionless. Not only was he unable to catch the bronze mirror offered as an apology, but he also suffered from the punch.
However, Master Huang suddenly stopped punching, and only a burst of punches brushed the poor guy's face, and the hair on the temples was swept back.
Master Huang actually closed his fist, bumped his heavy luggage, turned around and walked away. After walking a few steps, he turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, I give you this bronze mirror."
Sun Taoist lamented in his heart.
How could I find such a careless and demented ally?
Bitter.
The road ahead is not going to be easy.
Taoist Sun saw fellow Taoist Chen smile apologetically at him, squat down, pick up the bronze mirror that had fallen to the ground, and put it into a relatively dry blue cloth package.
Even though this guy tried his best to hide his timidity and panic, his hands kept shaking slightly.
Taoren Sun felt his head hurt when he saw it. He shook his head and turned around to follow Master Huang. Perhaps he was a little sad for this guy's misfortune and was angry at him. There was a lot of anger in his words, "Fellow Daoist Chen! Next, remember your position and don't get too close to Huang."
Master, you'd better put a penny between yourself and Master Huang. Otherwise, once Master Huang gets close to you, no matter how many talismans you have, they are just decorations. How can you not let a pure martial artist get close to you even if you are a Qi practitioner?
You don’t even understand this simple truth?!”
"Daozhang Sun, I understand the principles, but when I really fight with Master Huang, my mind goes blank and my hands and feet lose control. I really can't keep up with these principles."
After the man got a bronze mirror, he quickly followed Taoist Sun. He slowed down and did not walk side by side with Taoist Sun. He simply walked behind Taoist Sun and followed suit. Taoist Sun sighed and said nothing more.
After all, he is a man who learns from every adversity, so he is not hopeless.
Chen Pingan walked to the end and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Usually when a martial artist travels around the world, he is unlucky and is often beaten until his face is covered in blood.
Chen Ping'an is fine, he still has to do it himself.
But when he thought of the ancient bronze mirror, which was very old, Chen Pingan had no resentment.
The seal script is very small, with the words "prevent the enemy from attacking" on the front and "defeat the evil and remove the central government" on the back.
There is no doubt that it is an evil-proof mirror, and it is an antique mirror, because after Chen Pingan carefully looked at it before, he found the extremely subtle words "Made by the Palace Family", but this is the most valuable one.
Because if you dare to secretly add the word "made" to your last name on a bronze mirror, it is a guarantee of your rank.
There are related documents about this matter in the book of immortals. Among them, there are two words "Made by Li Pu" on the ancient mirror with sea beast and grape pattern, and "Made by Nalan Sanshan" on the Guangming mirror or the immortal night mirror.
Antique mirrors at home are the most valuable. As for those later-generation bronze mirrors that are imitations, they are often used to deceive half-hearted Qi practitioners. Even if they are very exquisite and flawless, they are still a big trap. If someone thinks they have picked up a treasure,
It's okay to resell it at a high price, but if it is refining and turned into a life object in a hurry, it will probably make the monk regretful and vomit blood.
Just now, Chen Ping'an almost couldn't hold back. He wanted to let Taoist Sun touch it first, so as to help him palm his eyes, and then he could take it seriously.
This Daochang Sun's hand is as good as Sui Jingcheng's, right?
Regardless of this harvest, the pair are most likely the Dragon King's Bamboo Whip and Small Cage. It is just that the string of pagoda bells hanging on the waist of the tall and thin Taoist is obviously not an ordinary product.
Otherwise, outside the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, the string of pagoda bells would never break automatically to warn.
On the back mountain side, there are far fewer buildings than the rows on the front mountain. There are only three that can be called majestic and spectacular.
The three of them walked all the way down the mountain and looked around, seeing nothing but sparse places.
It saves a lot of trouble.
According to the old rules, Master Huang searched for treasures in one place, a palace complex in front of him, Taoist Sun went to another place, with a tall building, and Chen Ping'an was assigned to a palace closest to the foot of the mountain.
After Chen Ping'an and Sun Daoren separated, they walked leisurely, just like strolling around the mountains and rivers. He took off the sword gourd and took a sip of bamboo leaf spiritual water. He felt really relaxed and happy.
It just tastes a bit bland and doesn't taste like alcohol.
Just thinking about the dripping water from the tips of the green bamboo leaves with rich spiritual energy, which is precious and rare, and the price is much higher than that of Xianjia wine, I immediately felt that the taste was extremely delicious and the aftertaste was endless.
After one sip, what you drink is not tea, but a lot of fairy money. How can it not be delicious?
Looking back, there was no sign of Master Huang and Taoist Sun. Chen Pingan pinned his sword gourd, bowed his body, and suddenly ran forward, passing the high wall in an instant, and landed floating on the ground.
It seems to be in harmony with the heaven and earth, so it can be so silent and without any unnecessary ripples.
At the foot of the front mountain, over the white jade arch bridge, there was a melee.
According to the custom of Luzhou, Beiju, a true hero is one who blows out his brains and drinks them as wine.
The battle to seize the bridge when they met on a narrow road was very tragic.
Even the royal minister of the Kingdom of Fuu, who was hunting for treasures on the mountain, heard the news and had no choice but to abandon the chance treasures within easy reach and rush to the battlefield.
However, this priest from the Kingdom of Fu was more thoughtful and selected some of the treasures that he thought were valuable and hid them on the beams of an attic. The other items were randomly wrapped together, moved slightly, and placed in the corner of another house.
Returning with Bai Bi and Xiao Hou Ye will not reveal any flaws. As for how to finally take the private treasure out of this place, just take it one step at a time.
Gao Ling had already taken out the Bingjia Pills, put on a pair of Divine Chenglu Armor, and joined forces with the Hou family to protect Zhan Qing's safety as much as possible.
And Zhan Qing, a Cave Realm qi practitioner who studied under the great monk Yuanying, also pretended to be panicked. This deception method of Beiting Kingdom's number one dude, coupled with the previous domineering words, worked very well. Almost no one believed this person.
A descendant of a powerful man from the Beiting Kingdom, he will be a solid monk in the fifth middle realm, and possesses two powerful offensive magic weapons.
The originally one-sided battle situation slightly regained some of its disadvantage after the priest from the Kingdom of Fu joined the party.
Zhan Qing hated the female monk who wore a power fence on her head and a robe from Yunshang City the most. It was this person who crossed the bridge first and ruined his plan to make a fortune.
Not only that, this female cultivator who hid her head and tail was very measured in the ensuing fighting. She would not fight with the Golden Body Realm warriors, but she would not sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and let the various cultivators and warriors die.
, every time Gao Ling was able to punch someone, the female cultivator would interfere with it. In less than a stick of incense, she took two important defensive treasures from Gao Ling and the family's warriors, and saved the lives of seven or eight people.
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The female cultivator had two defensive objects, one was a cyan jade bracelet with precious light flowing around, and the other was a bright yellow cushion with colorful clouds and gold embroidery with five dragons. Even if Gao Ling hit it with a punch, it would only be dented.
There was a sound, and the fist could not break it into pieces, but after one punch, the luster of the five golden dragons would often dim a bit, but the jade bracelet and the mattress took turns to fight, and the mattress flew back to her key energy palace, soaked with spiritual energy.
After that, the golden luster will quickly return to its original state.
As for the siege of more than forty people, everyone came out with their attack weapons, and the momentum was huge. If it weren't for the monks' lack of cooperation, some pure warriors from the four realms and five realms would not dare to fight too close, and most of them would use bows and crossbows.
Attacking from a distance, or throwing fists to attack the other side of the bridge, there is no close connection between them. Gao Ling and others may be more difficult to deal with. But once Shanze Yexiu chooses to fight for his life, let alone Zhan Qing, who has rarely seen blood.
, even Gaoling, who was born as a military general, and the family minister who was used to pampering himself in the Marquis Mansion, both felt palpitations.
The enshrinement of the Hou family was sneak attacked with a secret treasure, which penetrated the abdomen, and the blood flowed endlessly. He only relied on the warrior's golden body to hold on for a breath. On the other hand, Gaoling was good at fighting in battle formations, and he could not resist the siege of the army that was surrounded by a forest of spears and halberds.
They were no strangers, so there was no danger. As for the Royal Enshrinement of the Kingdom of Fu, it was even more miserable. He was hit on the head by an attack weapon. If Gao Ling hadn't helped to defeat most of them with his fists, this person would have been beaten by Zhan Qing again.
He sacrificed the secret treasure of the folding fan in his hand, and an immortal screen with a picture of riding on a plank road on a snowy night appeared out of thin air in front of him. Otherwise, the old god of the Lotus Kingdom would have died on the spot.
It's just that these two Golden Body Realm warriors, including Gao Ling, are not vegetarians. Even with the help of Caique Mansion Wuyu to resist the fist attack, they still killed seven or eight people. The death was miserable, without exception, like an execution ground.
The five horses on top were quartered.
Therefore, the rapid arrival of Shuilong Sect's Golden Pill Immortal Bai Bi is not the icing on the cake, but a timely help.
But just as Bai Bi used his two natal magic weapons, one for attack and one for defense, the young master of Caique Mansion, Sun Qing, rose up in the wind and took the initiative to fight with this disciple of the sect.
Surrounding Bai Bi's figure is a set of eighteen winning coins given by the Water Dragon Sect's Patriarch Hall. Bai Bi himself is a talented monk who is naturally suitable for practicing water magic, and the seal characters on those coins all have profound meanings and contain a hint of meaning.
The remnants of the national destiny were once minted money flowing through an ancient dynasty in Jidu, and then scattered in all directions. They were placed on the beams of ancient Taoist temples, buried with ancient tombs, or were stored in the royal treasury of later generations, or collected by the Shuilong Sect.
They made two sets and collected eighteen pieces, one of which was given to Bai Bi.
In fact, this set is considered a good item in the Water Dragon Sect's Patriarch Hall, and it has both offensive and defensive capabilities.
But Bai Bi still sacrificed an important weapon on the mountain, which was the proud work of a certain guqin master in the history of Luzhou, Beiju. The guqin was called "Sanxue".
After the two Jindan monks took action, the battle became more intense.
And there was that hoarse voice who had been stabbed a thousand times, loudly reminding everyone, "Let's kill the young marquis first!"
Zhan Qing was shocked and angry, this guy was really difficult to deal with.
The few times I spoke, it had the effect of making a big difference.
It's just that the other party obviously used a secret method on the mountain, and the fight was so thrilling that it turned into a mess, making it impossible for Zhan Qing and his group to clearly identify where this person was.
The military commander Gao Ling and the two worshipers would not and dare not watch him being beaten to death by spells and artifacts. However, once they take care of him too much, they will inevitably focus on one thing and lose the other. Once something goes wrong, it will affect the whole body and easily cause harm.
Even getting Bai Bi was too distracting. Zhan Qing dared to assert that as long as a golden body warrior was killed in the battle on his side, or someone was seriously injured and temporarily lost his fighting power, and had to withdraw from the battlefield and return to the mountain, this group of soldiers would be red-eyed.
The wild cultivators and warriors will definitely fight harder.
In fact, Zhan Qing reminded Gao Ling and the two priests from the beginning that every time they join forces to kill, it is best to pick one or two if possible, and kill all three or four people on a hilltop in one go. This will have a deterrent effect.
It can also prevent the other party from becoming a desperado for the sake of revenge for friends and friends. However, God’s calculations are not as good as those of humans. Zhan Qing made many calculations and the result may be that he did not check the almanac when he went out this time. It can be said that everything went wrong. After the fight, Gao Ling
Neither I nor the two worshipers can act so cautiously. I am looking for the target to kill, and the other party has a large number of people, but I don't care about the mess of attack treasures and endless insidious techniques. I will attack them all first.
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It was only at this moment that Zhan Qing began to regret that she should never be so conceited.
Treat seizing all local opportunities as an easy matter.
We should proceed step by step and defeat them one by one, instead of thinking that it is not difficult for our group to work together to kill a Nascent Soul, so why should we care about a ragtag group of ants and wild cultivators?
The result is that Zhan Qing arrogantly blocked everyone's way, imitating the way of the romance novel where one man is in trouble and ten thousand men can't open it, and then he started chewing Coptis chinensis.
In fact, it doesn't mean that Zhan Qing's previous calculation was wrong, it's just that on the road of cultivation, if something happens, everything will come to an end.
Bai Bi suddenly found that the golden elixir heir to the Shuilong Sect was defeated by the young female cultivator who was hiding her face in front of him.
Bai Bi said angrily with the voice of his heart: "Sun Qing from the Caique Mansion! Do you dare to kill me? Are you not afraid of enmity with my Shuilong Sect? How can a Peach Blossom Crossing Caique Mansion withstand the slaps of my ancestor from the Five Realms?"
The reason why Bai Bi did not directly promote it loudly.
After all, he was born as a Genealogy Immortal Master. Compared to the lonely Shanze Yexiu, he had more worries and weighed more.
Sun Qing used the offensive magic weapon to stir up the "snowflakes" produced by the vibrating strings of the Guqin. Then he smiled and replied: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"
Bai Bi was extremely angry, "Sun Qing! Do you really want to fight me to the death?"
With those eighteen overwhelming money to protect the surroundings, Bai Bi was not embarrassed to deal with it, not to mention this set of formation magic weapons, both offensive and defensive. It is obvious that Bai Bi has not tried his best, not to mention, the ancestor with the prefix Zong
The Immortal Master of the Hall of Immortals does not have one or two magic techniques that can be used to kill both the jade and the stone or to escape thousands of miles. Therefore, Bai Bi's shame and anger are more similar to Zhan Qing's state of mind. He has lost the good situation of monopolizing the interests of his family, and has no
Although he lost the face of a large number of golden elixir monks, Bai Bi's current situation is much better than Zhan Qing, who is already in danger at the foot of the bridge.
Sun Qing still refused to admit it, and said with a smile: "What we carefree wild cultivators in the mountains and swamps value is that if a person dies, his eggs will fall into the sky, and he will not die for tens of thousands of years."
For a female cultivator to say this is really too deceiving.
Bai Bi took a deep breath, and his mood suddenly felt as peaceful as still water, without any distracting thoughts, and he could not even care about Zhan Qing's situation at all.
Since the rules and principles of the Immortal Master's genealogy cannot be discussed, and both parties are the same generation of Jindan, then the only way to see the truth is in the battle of cultivation.
Although Sun Qing looked calm and composed, far more leisurely and indifferent than Bai Bi, the direct descendant of the Shuilong Sect who had only been in Jindan for a few days, in fact, the youngest Jindan Palace Master in the history of Caique Mansion did not relax at all.
, facing a young genius from the Zongzitou Immortal family with a profound knowledge of his sect, Sun Qing was waiting for an opportunity, a chance to kill him with one strike. If that failed, it would be time for both parties to sit down and discuss matters with the Immortal Master through genealogy.
If the other party is one foot taller, beat her Sun Qing to death.
Sun Qing also thought it was nothing.
I can kill people, but people can kill me.
That's why the swordsman who looked like a teacher said that when we traveled together, there is no one in the world who cannot die.
It's just that the land dragon from Luzhou, Beiju, actually said the second half of the sentence: But everyone in the world can be reasonable.
Sun Qing never quite listened to the second half of this sentence and felt it didn't make much sense.
I just like him so I don't fight with him.
Of course, if you really want to argue with Liu Jinglong, you will definitely be asking for trouble.
Can't quarrel with him.
At that time, Liu Jinglong was the golden elixir sword cultivator, so he just relied on his words to convince an old monster from the Jade Pu Realm who was planning to go on a killing spree. Not only that, he also became friends and foes with the old monster.
The old monster in turn protected the group of them for a journey, and sent them all out of the country as a gift. The last time Sun Qing and Liu Jinglong "encountered" each other, and after the polite greetings, they had nothing to talk about, so she casually asked about it, and Liu Jinglong
He said that he had met the old man before he went south, and they had a pleasant conversation. He just asked Liu Jinglong to return to the Taihui Sword Sect for seclusion after returning north, without having to go to the mountain again.
When Chen Ping'an visited the place, there were not many corpses on the ground. He silently apologized in his heart, then squatted on the ground and gently weighed the hand bones. They were still the same as the human bones. There were no bones in the beach that were soaked in Yin energy. The corpses showed a...
The phenomenon of crystal white is the same on the other side of the front mountain. This means that there were almost no real enlightenment among the local monks during their lifetime, and at least they never became earthly immortals. There is also a strange thing, the chessboard is carved on that stone table.
In the pavilion, both sides of the game clearly showed that the robes they wore were of excellent quality. After being stripped off by Master Huang, Chen Pingan found that the two corpses still did not have the quality of the golden elixir of gold branches and jade leaves.
Wherever Chen Pingan went, the winding paths were still full of aura, without any discomfort.
So Chen Ping'an wasted another Yang Qi Lantern Talisman.
Chen Ping'an harvested very little, only a few severely cracked mountain utensils, so he should have traveled with Taoist Sun.
We came to a pond that had dried up and bottomed out, with dead leaves and fallen leaves.
It seems that if it is full of water, it should be a place where springs spring up.
Chen Ping'an has been thinking about the handwriting at the entrance of the cave. The person who left the words must have been in and out of this immortal family ruins.
Either the hidden master left a clue to open the door for future generations, or he was simply afraid that the fish was too stupid to even bite the bait and was unable to take the bait.
Chen Ping'an climbed over the railing and jumped into the pond. The dead leaves shattered in his hands, which was not mysterious.
The water-borne spiritual energy in the back mountain is indeed the thickest near the green bamboo tree.
Luolu Mountain lacks a good bamboo.
If we can be like the ancestor of Fenyong Bamboo in Qidun Mountain who was cherished by Wei Bo, year after year, its branches and leaves spread, and the bamboo whip stretches under the ground, I will give birth to sons, and sons will give birth to grandsons, then we can have an extra tree in vain.
The lush forests and bamboos are here.
Of course, in Chen Pingan's eyes, Luolu Mountain lacks everything.
Chen Pingan gathered a little soil, but it quickly turned into crumbs on his fingertips and scattered in all directions.
Chen Ping'an knew quite a lot about the Jidu in Luzhou, Beiju.
It’s just that we still know very little about the inside story of Dadu, the rise and fall of incense in temples, and the changes in history.
I only heard Wei Bo mention it. There once was an east-west promenade running into the sea in Liuxiazhou, winding for 30,000 miles. Whenever mountains and rivers met, groups of sages and earthly immortals would emerge.
There is also a river in Fuyao Island, which was diked at a certain place by a big water with the word "river" as the suffix, taking the entrance of the river into the sea. From then on, it affected the entire river. In just three hundred years, a river disappeared.
, this means that all the water gods, Hebo and Hepo in Dadu will disappear in their golden bodies, and the edicts and etiquette rules of the gods along the Dadu are extremely complicated, far more than the landscape gods within the territory of the monarch of a dynasty. It is said that
Documents need to be submitted to the Confucian Academy of China.
Chen Ping'an looked around, but there was no movement, so he took off the sword-raising gourd and took a deep sip. He drank all the spiritual water in the sword-raising gourd in one go, and then he was immersed in the water, and his thoughts were as small as mustard seeds, and he wandered around the water house.
I saw that the door of Shui Mansion was wide open, but it was not even closed.
There is a green stream at Chen Ping'an's feet. Water lines from all over the place gradually converge and turn into this stream, slowly flowing into the pond of Shuifu Mansion.
The busy children in green didn't even look at a certain hero who was coming here. They rushed back and forth one by one, happily.
This scene made Chen Ping'an feel a little sad. Seeing him as the master of the family, the little guy must be really poor.
Chen Ping'an went to the mountain temple again and took a look. In fact, in the water house, there was another more slender stream, gurgling, going to the key acupoint where the mountain temple was located. This stream of water, because the water transport essence has been trapped in the water house.
, it becomes clear and colorless, without the wisps of faint green luster. After these thick, water-like spiritual energy reaches the Qi Mansion where the mountain temple is located, it begins to seep into the ground, like sweet rain soaking the earth.
As soon as Chen Pingan thought about it, he withdrew mentally and no longer stayed in this mansion where there was no treasure to be found. With the conduct and footsteps that a fellow Taoist Chen should have, he ran all the way and secretly went to the tree that was most likely from Qingshen Mountain.
holding the green bamboo, press the bamboo pole with the palm of your hand, shake it slightly, and the green bamboo will sway gently, then hold the sword gourd, wave your sleeves to condense the water droplets on the remaining half of the bamboo leaves, and put them all into the sword gourd.
Chen Pingan is quite proud of himself.
I am indeed an expert at picking up leaks.
Then Chen Ping'an stopped raising the sword gourd and started to climb up the bamboo. He never thought that those slender bamboo branches that a child could easily break off would actually be impossible to break off easily.
Chen Ping'an looked at the palace in the distance. Master Huang was standing on a wall and had been looking at this place for a long time.
Chen Ping'an, who was "a hindsight", grinned and waved his hand.
Master Huang stepped out and fell back to the ground.
He is really a poor guy who wants money like crazy but has no way to make money.
Without Master Huang's prying eyes, Chen Pingan tried to bend the bamboo branches and pick off the leaves. With his current level of cultivation, he could barely do it, so he picked handful after handful and stuffed one into one.
Among the packages slung across the body, the extremely dry package was stretched out by leaning against the bamboo leaves.
He changed his position and continued to look at the man holding the bamboo in the distance, Master Huang, who was filled with admiration. If this kind of person was the legendary hidden master, Master Huang would have put his neck to the ground by himself.
Yuan Feng touched the magic knife.
When Master Huang really left, Chen Ping'an began to put his fingers together, and struck out with lightning, cutting off bamboo branches of different heights and quickly collecting them among the objects close at hand.
Among the square-inch objects and close-by objects, the green glazed tiles and large blue bricks really couldn't fit in, so these slender bamboo branches were just used to fill those gaps.
After the work is completed, everything within a short distance and a small area is now truly full.
Chen Pingan held the green bamboo and stayed there, not sliding to the ground for a long time.
I vaguely remembered the time when I was young, climbing a tree with the two of them to catch cicadas.
One is his best friend who is used to protecting him, and the other is half of his family members who are used to protecting him.
At that time, it seemed that we were living in poverty, but year after year, month after month, year after year, we had no worries or worries.
Chen Pingan sighed.
Take back your thoughts.
Soon a teasing voice came from a distance, "Brother Chen? What are you doing?"
Chen Ping'an turned around and looked around, laughing and saying: "It's cooler up there and the scenery is nice."
It was Di Yuanfeng whose pseudonym was Qin Juyuan. His face was slightly pale, and he must have been seriously injured.
Juyuan, giant ape?
The largest ape in the world, isn't it the mountain-moving ape?
So this name is a bit embarrassing.
Di Yuanfeng no longer looked at the old man in black robe who had a brain problem, looked at the nearest palace building, and asked: "How are the harvests of Daochang Sun and Brother Huang?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "The three of us are pretty good."
Di Yuanfeng couldn't help but glance at the old guy holding the bamboo. The two packages were intertwined and looked like they were either tiles or bricks. Why, old man, are you in a hurry to go home, build a house, and marry a wife?
It's a pity that Chen Ping'an couldn't guess this person's voice.
Otherwise, I would really give a thumbs up from the bottom of my heart and praise him from the bottom of my heart for what a true god he is.
The old master Huan Yun has returned home with a full load, and a talisman of a square inch is already full.
The old minister of Longmen Realm in Yunshang City was almost satisfied. He was carrying a big suitcase on his back and two packages in his hands, and his face was full of joy.
After the two old men met, they stood on the top floor of a loft, overlooking the battle situation at the mountain gate.
The old priest smiled and said: "What a dog-eat-dog situation."
Huan Yun smiled and said nothing.
On the road of spiritual practice, one step is often slow and one step is slow.
If the two direct disciples of Shen Zhenze enter this place first without their own protection, they will cross the bridge later than the group of people led by the Young Marquis of Beiting Kingdom.
Just like that, we can only take risks and fight down there.
It's just that Huan Yun has a unique vision and immediately saw through the clues of the two major monks of Caique Mansion. They were probably the fairy Sun Qing and the Patriarch of the Law Master Wu Yu.
As for the young female cultivator holding the guqin in the air against the wind, the guqin picked by the sages, and the aura of the shot, it is obvious that it is the "Sanxue" Qin.
It's just that this harp was the natal possession of a female Nascent Soul cultivator from the Shuilong Sect. There was once an earth-shattering fight near the water. With the help of the guqin and the favorable location, she was able to beat an old Nascent Soul from the same realm until she couldn't breathe.
.
Only now, in the hands of the golden elixir female cultivator of the Shuilong Sect, can she display the unique magical power of Guqin.
The old priest asked softly: "Next, should we take a detour to the caisson and leave quietly? Or should we go to the back mountain to take a look?"
Huan Yun smiled and said: "We are guardians, let the two children make the decision. We just need to hide ourselves and not take the initiative to wade into the muddy water. This trip should be worry-free."
Huan Yun glanced at the sky above his head, and moved his eyes down to the distance, which was the border of this small world.
Of course, the old master had confirmed the abnormality that Bai Bi noticed earlier.
However, he secretly buried a hidden talisman underground at the caisson entrance. As long as nothing went wrong with the talisman, it meant that there was still a way out.
And although this place is full of mysteries, the weather does not seem to be dirty or evil at all, and there is not a trace of evil spirit at all, which makes the old man feel at ease.
The landscape and atmosphere of a place are the most difficult to fake.
Even if you are a great mountain demon in the Nascent Soul Realm, and you create a fairyland with flowers and flowers to blind your eyes, in the eyes of Huan Yun, who is good at talismans, you can still find clues and detect it early.
The Taoist sects in the vast world actually had many factions in the early days, and it was a great situation where a hundred flowers bloomed.
It's just that many of the powerful branches have faded, become less popular, or have simply been gradually lost.
For example, the once most prosperous line of Sword Immortals from the Middle-earth Taoist Sect was truly a big phenomenon. At that time, Beiju Luzhou, even though its swordsmen were as skilled as clouds and there were many sword immortals, they still dared not say that they occupied the eighth place in the world's swordsmanship.
In the early years, among the four difficult ghosts on the mountain, the Taoist Sword Immortal occupied a place, and was known in the world together with the sword cultivator and the credit swordsman. At that time, there was no such thing as a master swordsman's room. The Taoist Sword Immortal lineage never practiced sword cultivation.
Self-proclaimed.
After Huan Yun lamented the transformation of the Dao Sect, he felt sad again when he looked at the bloody fight at the foot of the mountain.
In the eyes of the old man, those who risked their lives for opportunities at the mountain gate should be juniors and children.
The old man had no reason to think of what a poet and sage once said: "Thousands of young people are in your eyes, but your intentions are all rugged."
When later poets read this sentence, they made a note: rugged is the opposite of suave, so this sentence breaks through the unpredictable nature of human emotions. The rugged path of the human heart is far better than the steep road thousands of miles deep in the mountains.
Huan Yun recalled his greed and murderous intention before, and felt helpless.
In the eyes of the saints of the three religions, who is not a young man in their eyes?
Huan Yun suddenly said: "You go and protect them to look for opportunities in the next life. I go to the foot of the mountain to break up the fight. The few who die will be the least."
Lao Zongfeng wanted to speak but stopped.
His thoughts changed rapidly, and after weighing it, he understood the good intentions of the old man, and nodded.
Unless Yun Shangcheng and his party leave quickly, the mess at the foot of the mountain, especially if the direct descendant of the Water Dragon Sect accidentally dies, the thunderous wrath of the monks of the fifth realm of the Water Dragon Sect will fall from the sky and envelope them.
No one from Beiting Kingdom, Fuxi Kingdom, Caique Mansion, or Yunshang City can escape. Maybe who will benefit more today and bear greater burdens. Moreover, if the old master can help the two sides in the deadlock to resolve the siege, let both sides
Sit down and discuss a decent plan. This is the incense and love that Huan Yun has earned alone. Shuilong Sect, Caique Mansion, and Beiting Kingdom Marquis Mansion will all recognize it.
Huan Yun handed over a talisman and gave it to the old man from Yunshang City to worship, and said with a smile: "If there is trouble, offer the talisman and I will arrive immediately."
The old man from Longmen put away his talisman and disappeared in a flash.
Huan Yun was actually not in a relaxed mood, "I'm here to make trouble and be a good gentleman. Don't make it self-defeating and become a troublemaker for both parties."
After Huan Yun took action and took action.
Either side would not help, and then both sides would help, and all the talismans would come out. In short, they would try their best to prevent the two gangs from continuing to fight.
At the same time, he was moved with emotion and understood with reason, saying that there were many opportunities on the mountain. If Huan Yun could still be trusted, they could climb the mountain together to hunt for treasures. Why bother fighting here, where both sides would suffer.
The originally chaotic situation was like a turbulent river, but it suddenly changed its course and entered a large lake, and soon became calm.
In particular, Huan Yun called five people to discuss in secret.
Among them are Zhan Qing, the young prince of the Beiting Kingdom, Sun Qing of the Caique Palace, Bai Bi of the Shuilong Sect, and the two most powerful leaders among the many wild cultivators in the mountains and rivers.
In this way, a charter was negotiated for each side of the arch bridge to take a step back. Of course, Zhan Qing and Bai Bi would give in more. The reason is very simple. As long as they continue to fight all the way, the only one who can survive to the end on their side may be
Forced to choose the golden elixir and white jade that escaped far away. Of course, on the other side, there are also destined to be less than a few, ten at most. If you are unlucky, you may only have one hand.
Therefore, Huan Yun's appearance is great news for both parties.
Otherwise, everyone will be in an embarrassing situation, and the only way to stop is to smash the opponent's head.
At the same time, under the leadership of Huan Yun, there was a rough agreement on compensation for those who died in the battle on both sides.
After Huan Yun had a secret conversation with Bai Bi, Bai Bi even took out a sum of fairy money on the spot and handed it to the other three people, letting them negotiate the distribution of the pension money themselves.
Among the five people on Bai Bi and Zhan Qing's side, a minister from the Hou family died, Gao Ling was also seriously injured, and the nectar armor on his body was on the verge of collapse, and the other royal minister from the Fuhu Kingdom was not much better.
Zhan Qing herself even couldn't find the secret treasure folding fan that was not refined into its original object. Who knows, it fell into the river or was secretly collected by some black-hearted bastard.
The little marquis in white had disheveled hair, his robe was in tatters, and he no longer had the slightest trace of the demeanor of a man from a romantic family.
But the family lost a Seventh Realm warrior who was the mainstay on the stage.
Not only did Zhan Qing not complain to Bai Bi at all, but she always looked as normal, said nothing, and handed over all the power of discussion to Bai Bi.
This made Bai Bi very happy.
During this period, Sun Qing took the initiative to speak to Bai Bi, who was at a disadvantage in the fight, "This place belongs to you, and I, the Caique Mansion, are willing to help you survive until the elders of the Shuilong Sect arrive, and try our best to prevent Yunshang City from leaking the news to other sects.
But if Shen Zhenze of Yunshang City came first with other big monks, don’t blame us Caique Mansion monks for leaving."
With just such a sentence, Bai Bi's impression of the Master of Caique Mansion was greatly changed.
The two sides had their own strengths in fighting before, and it was probably difficult for outsiders to see it except the old master Huan Yun. Therefore, after they signed a verbal agreement, Bai Bi had the idea of establishing some personal friendship with Caique Mansion in the future.
Huan Yun felt relieved when he saw that the two sides had basically reached an agreement.
It is easy to be a peacemaker, but it is difficult to be a good one. It is not only the level of the person who is trying to stop the fight, but also the ability to grasp the temper of people's hearts is the key.
At the old site of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, a tall old man appeared out of thin air. He glanced at the mountains of Taoist ruins and debris, shook his head, slowly walked to the top of the steps, and sneered: "Children, do you think this is the end of it? There are so many good things in the world.
Money? People kill the most people, it’s just human nature. Otherwise, what’s the fun in seeing you children playing around?”
He lightly stamped his foot.
When I walked to the steps, I looked down at the armistice parties at the foot of the mountain. After a glance, I was instantly shattered by the sword energy, and the ethereal figure was shattered.
But the green river at the foot of the mountain was full of strange phenomena. It first rippled and then began to boil like water.
Huan Yun was the first person to notice the strange phenomenon. His sleeves were fluttering, and talismans flew out like running water.
Just for a moment, the river water under the bridge became silent, and then on both sides of the white jade arch bridge, a five-foot-tall blue-clothed god walked out. One god held a silver spear, and the other held an iron mace. They each landed on the shore, and then stood still.
At the same time, the white jade arch bridge also swayed with clouds and mist, and finally a goddess in white condensed. She had golden eyes, an expressionless face, and held a scroll that looked like a Taoist imperial edict.
She floated into the sky, unfolded the scroll, and spoke slowly with a voice like the sound of nature.
Even the well-informed old man Huan Yun felt ridiculous after hearing the words of the white-robed goddess, but he had to take it seriously and believe it.
The general meaning is that this place is the place where the ancient real people attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven. It was once ranked as the 36th Cave Heaven and the 71st Blessed Land. It was a pure place. This group of people broke into the mansion rashly.
Opportunity is also a sin. Before the real person ascended, he left a decree for the three of them, promising that future generations of monks would determine the size of the opportunity based on the amount of treasure they obtained. In the end, five people would be left behind, and not only could they keep what they had acquired.
All the treasures of heaven, materials and earth, as well as the secrets of the immortal family, the first person can obtain the status of the direct descendant of the ascended immortal, the others are temporarily named, and there is also a Taoist method that directly refers to the immortal.
In the next ten days, only five people can survive in the end. Otherwise, everything will be wasted, and there will be no chance. They will be punished by heavenly calamity and be hacked to death on the spot. As direct successors and registered disciples, if they cannot cleanse the filth for their master.
, you are not worthy of this fate.
The unfolded scroll suddenly became as big as a waterfall, falling from the sky to the ground.
There are hanging portraits of five people on the painting.
They are the five people who have gained the most treasures and have the greatest blessings at the moment.
In addition to this water curtain, somewhere on the mountain or behind the mountain, wherever there are people, there is a slightly smaller water curtain hanging in the air.
The words of the goddess in white were not loud, but they actually resounded throughout the world, and everyone in the secret realm could hear them.
The young male cultivator who was carrying Yunshangcheng Shen Zhenze's Fang Cunwu white jade pen barrel was stunned. He was on the list, and his ranking was not low, ranked second.
The female monk on the side felt mixed emotions.
The person at the bottom is a young man with a sword.
Di Yuanfeng.
This handsome young man with a slightly pale face was stunned.
The fourth person in line was a slovenly man standing in front of the palace monument, with his arms folded across his chest and his eyes narrowed.
The third person is a tall and thin Taoist who is carrying what looks like a Taoist robe as a package.
It was none other than Taoren Sun, who claimed to be the Immortal Master of Lei Shen's Family Genealogy.
By now the tall and thin Taoist was sweating profusely.
First person.
It was an old man in black robe who was holding a bamboo tree and hanging in the air.
Chen Pingan.
Everyone saw that above the scroll, the guy still didn't want to fall to the ground. He stretched out a hand and scratched his head. Then he faced the landscape scroll hovering in the air and said sincerely: "What are you doing? I made a mistake. What a mistake."