(Oh haha, Jianlai’s 24-hour order has reached 37,000.)
There are five foreign sword cultivators in total who came from the Middle Earth Divine Continent.
Except for the boy carrying the wine, who was still very calm and composed, the other three people all backed away slightly, ready to use the flying sword at any time. One of them, in his early twenties, looked dull. Whether he was retreating or drawing his spiritual energy to prepare to use the sword, he was slower than his companions.
Half a step forward, there was another girl, slim and graceful, with a colorful collar, a gauze skirt, and flowers. It was the jade style that the female monks from the Middle-earth Divine Continent liked very much. She was the first to reach out and hold the long sword at her waist.
As for the last person, of course it was the young man carrying the sword who was lifted up by Chen Pingan. After being imprisoned by Chen Pingan, his fist energy was suppressed. The latter could not draw out the spiritual energy from several key acupoints, so he tried to break through the barrier and break through the door.
However, he was repulsed again and again, unable to move. As he kept going back and forth, his face turned red and turned purple, like a dead fish hanging on the wall drying in the sun. It is estimated that the shame in his heart at this moment was no less than the murderous intention.
Chen Ping'an asked: "He doesn't want to say it, can you say it for him?"
The boy carrying the wine smiled brightly, "I didn't hear what he just said."
Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Are the ears of the Yasheng lineage so bad?"
The girl said angrily: "Chen Ping'an, let go of Jiang Guancheng! Don't think that just because you are famous on the Sword Qi Great Wall, you can do whatever you want! Are you going to kill people if you don't agree with each other?! You are from the lineage of literary saints!
Disciples, each one is really more good-tempered than the last! First, Cui Chan deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, and then there were the left and right, who destroyed so many innate sword embryos in the Middle Earth Divine Continent! My uncle...and you, Chen Ping'an! As a Confucianist
A disciple of a literary sage, he is actually doing a lowly business here, selling wine himself! So gentle and polite!"
When it came to her uncle, the girl gritted her teeth and her eyes filled with tears. When she mentioned Chen Ping'an again, she immediately returned to normal, especially angry and angry.
Chen Ping's arrangement turned a deaf ear.
On the contrary, he really didn't care too much about those who criticized people in person and pointed their noses at them. Besides, they were not scolding Mr., but Mr.'s students, just his senior brothers. He was the youngest in Mr.'s lineage, so he still needed this
Junior brother, go and speak up for your senior brothers?
Say a few fair words for the national master Cui Yi? Or fight against the injustice for the senior brother? Is it necessary? Chen Pingan thinks it is not necessary. One wants to build a continent and a country to prevent the demon clan from going north and prevent the demon clan from annexing Tongye and Aquarius in one go.
The territory of Beiju, Luzhou and Three Continents. One wants to become the best swordsman in all the worlds except Haoran. In fact, they are very busy. As for Chen Ping'an, he is also busy.
Practicing martial arts, swordsmanship, qi, reading, and about to refine the fourth natal item, plus earn money to sit in the village and carve seals, how can you not be busy?
But the most important thing is that this little girl's words, no matter whether they are reasonable or unreasonable, whether they are reasonable or not, there is no evil intention in the end.
Then Chen Pingan can understand and accept it.
"Zhu Mei, why are you talking to Mr. Chen?"
The young man taught the girl a lesson, and then continued to talk to Chen Ping'an with a smile, "Mr. Chen has a higher seniority, and the younger generation listens to his teachings. No matter what Mr. Chen says, the younger generation will correct it and encourage him. Also, Mr. Chen has Jiang Guancheng in his hands."
, is the direct disciple of our Kuxia Sword Immortal, and Kuxia Sword Immortal is the nephew of one of the ten people in our hometown, which is very troublesome. Of course, Mr. Chen’s senior brother, Zuo Dajianxian, has been admired by the younger generation for a long time.
Now Zuo Da Sword Immortal is practicing swordsmanship at the Great Sword Qi Wall, so I don’t think I have to worry too much. However, the sword immortals in the world are all members of the same family, and if it hurts the harmony, it will not be beautiful after all.”
Chen Ping'an asked: "Are you a sea-viewing sword cultivator? A candidate for the first battle?"
The young man did not answer the question, but asked with a smile: "Mr. Chen is from Aquarius Island, shouldn't he be helping the sword cultivators of the Great Sword Qi Wall to guard the pass, right?"
Young Jianxiu and Chen Ping'an, one spoke the elegant dialect of Haoran Tianxia, and the other spoke the dialect of Jianqi Great Wall.
The young man glanced down.
Chen Ping'an pushed lightly and threw the tall boy ten feet away. He complained: "Being so tall makes me stand on my feet for a long time."
Then Chen Ping'an looked at this interesting young man carrying a drink, "You are so young, you have such a high level, wandering around our place, and talking about some things, are you really not afraid of scaring us timid and low-level people to death?
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Chen Sanqiu explained the conversation between the two to the surrounding drinkers in his hometown dialect.
Whistling was everywhere at the liquor store, especially the drunkards and bachelors squatting and drinking, who were very cooperative with the second shopkeeper. Damn, I used to think that the second shopkeeper was a thief, but I didn't expect that he would be like this bunch of brats from the Middle-earth Divine Continent.
In comparison, Yushu Linfeng is such a good person. I really wronged the second shopkeeper before. Now that I come here to drink, should I take less dishes and pickles? Besides, I finally took advantage of the second shopkeeper by eating pickles. I always feel that it is not appropriate afterwards.
If you eat too much, you will tend to drink more.
Chen Ping'an turned to look at the shop and asked with a smile: "How about I guard the first level as a monk of the Four Realms? If you all bet on me to lose, I will sit in this banker."
The drinkers all raised their middle fingers, laughed and cursed, and were very rude. Some people directly cheered for the foreign swordsmen, saying that we, the second shopkeeper, besides selling wine and writing couplets, actually have no ability, so we really want to fight.
Knocked down with three or two punches, what are you afraid of? As a sword cultivator from a foreign country, you should show some heroic spirit. Then Chen Ping'an came from a small place like Aquarius Island. Ren Yi and Pu Yu hunted Pang Yuanji together. These four
Guys, they teamed up to take the bank and deliberately lost to the bastard Chen Ping'an. As long as you are not fools, don't believe it.
The girl named Zhu Mei sneered: "It turns out that he is not only a drunkard selling wine, but also a gambler. Mr. Wen Sheng is really blind to find a closed disciple like you!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Drinking, gambling, and killing monsters are really not worth mentioning. They are all very unpopular things in the eyes of you Middle-earth Divine Continent monks."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone on Chen Sanqiu's side cheered loudly and slapped the table and knocked their chopsticks.
Zhu Mei was choked to death.
And there was still some fear deep inside, as if I was somehow in a strange little world.
Because although Chen Ping'an was a little far away from the big and small sword cultivators of the Sword Qi Great Wall, it seemed that this young disciple of the Literary Sage, who did not live up to his name, was echoing the sword cultivators behind him from a distance.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Do you know why my words are unreasonable? It's just that drinking and gambling are things that should not be done by scholars in the vast world. Just because I deliberately get involved in killing monsters, you have nothing to do with it.
You are right, because you are still a middle-earth sword cultivator with some conscience, and you sincerely believe that killing monsters is a great feat. Therefore, you feel guilty about being wronged. In fact, it is not necessary. Reasoning in the world must have a sequence. One can say what is right and what is wrong.
, cannot cover and offset each other. For example, if you first admit that killing demons is absolutely right, it is right for ten thousand years, and then you tell me that drunkards and gamblers are extremely wrong, do you think I will admit it? How? I am of the literary sage lineage.
Aren’t you really good-tempered and willing to be reasonable?”
The girl's eyes widened and her mind was in a state of confusion. How could the drunkard in green clothes in front of her say such stupid things, and there seemed to be some truth to them?
But she couldn't help but feel so angry.
Chen Ping'an finally said to the boy carrying the drink who had lost his smile: "Don't worry, I will not guard this first level as a Four Realm Qigong Practitioner. Why? It's not that I don't want to teach you how to be a good person and teach you how to speak well.
, but I respect that you, as middle-earth sword cultivators, are willing to come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and at least you are willing to see that wild world with your own eyes. It is a business matter for foreign monks to go through three levels. Between you and me, it is
Personal grudges will be discussed later."
Chen Pingan walked back to the liquor store.
A man who was eating pickles with his chopsticks shouted: "Second shopkeeper, you are so powerful. Are you inviting guests to drink and celebrate?"
Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "I'm asking all you sword immortals to save your face and quickly contain your sword energy. Especially you, Ye Chunzhen, every time you drink a pot of wine, you have to eat three plates of pickles from me. You really think I don't
You know? I have tolerated you for a long time."
The man picked up the half-dish of pickles on the ground with his fingers and said, "Repay it to you?"
Chen Pingan was speechless.
That man is so complacent, I'm so shameless, I'm afraid of myself, why are you afraid of your second shopkeeper? Besides, didn't I learn from your second shopkeeper?
Chen Pingan coughed and did not sit down. He clapped his hands and said loudly: "Our shop is a small business. In addition to pickles, we originally planned to give away a bowl of Yangchun noodles for free for every bottle of wine purchased in the near future. This is what I plan to do."
My swollen face looks like a fat person, but now I think, forget it, Yangchun noodles are not a delicacy anyway, the clear soup is bland, that is, the noodles are chewier, there are a few chopped green onions, and a small plate of pickles is added to it
, stir it with chopsticks, and the taste is actually just right."
Ye Chunzhen immediately noticed that the eyes of the drunkards around him were like flying swords.
Because everyone knows that it is impossible to reason with the second shopkeeper.
Ye Chunzhen gritted his teeth and said, "Second shopkeeper, bring me a pot of good wine. It will cost five snowflakes! I accidentally ate a little more pickles today and they are a bit salty. Drink some good wine and squeeze it down."
"Okay, Brother Ye is waiting."
The guy went to the shop to get the wine without forgetting to turn around and said with a smile: "There will be Yangchun noodles in two days."
Jiang Guancheng, the young man with the sword on his back, had been helped to his feet. He used his sword energy to shatter the fist energy, and his complexion improved a lot.
Zhu Mei asked softly: "Yan Lu, are you okay?"
The wine-carrying boy named Yan Lu shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "What can happen to me? If the other party takes the opportunity to guard the gate, nothing will happen to me and I will be scolded to death by Jun Bi."
Zhu Mei complained softly: "You really let Jiang Guancheng come here to cause trouble. Jun Bi told us not to go out easily after arriving at Sun Jianxian's mansion."
The young man in a simple and elegant robe turned his head to look at the wine shop and quickly looked away.
He didn't like that kind of messy atmosphere, he even hated it.
People who practice Taoism do not have the slightest bit of self-cleanliness, and do not have the slightest bit of the immortal spirit on the mountain.
Yan Lu picked up the pot of Qingshen Mountain wine in his hand and said with a smile: "I don't want to know whether this immortal wine has any connection with Qingshen Mountain. My ancestors, every time there is a Qingshen Banquet in Zhuhai Cave,
Everyone will participate.”
Zhu Mei rolled his eyes and said: "You, Yan Lu, like to read family trees and old almanacs the most, for fear that others will not know how rich your family is. Jiang Guancheng's family and teacher inheritance are no worse than yours. Have you ever seen him brag about his teacher?"
Who is the uncle? But he just doesn't have a good brain, he can do anything with his head, and he likes to blow up after being given a few words of encouragement. He really thinks this is our hometown, Middle-earth Divine Continent,
When I came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi this time, my ancestors told me a lot, not to put on airs here and just be a mute and deaf person. Oh, forget it, I am not qualified to say this, I just didn't talk less.
As agreed, you are not allowed to go to Jun Bi's place and say anything. Just say that I didn't speak from the beginning to the end. Jun Bi, ah, just watched the sea realm, but when he is angry, how terrible it is, I am okay, anyway, the realm
You're not tall, look at you, you all still imitate me and remain silent."
Yan Lu looked slightly unnatural.
If she hadn't had an uncle in her family who was now the master of the academy in Liuxia Continent, and it was said that Zhu Mei had been blessed with profound blessings since he was a child, and had signed a strange mountain alliance contract with a female tiger from Dayue in their dynasty, there would be no such thing.
If there is a dual relationship, Yan Lu really wants to give her a big slap in the face, so that she can have a longer memory and speak more human words, so that her words will not hurt people's hearts.
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Over here at the wine table.
Diezhang had also just heard that the shop was giving away a bowl of Yangchun noodles for free. After Chen Pingan sat down, he said softly: "I have to make Yangchun noodles and take care of business at the same time. I'm afraid that I won't be able to do it all by myself."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Lekang's little brat's father, I heard that he is good at cooking and kind, but he has not had a stable livelihood in recent years. I will teach him a secret technique for making Yangchun noodles later.
The long-term workers employed by our shop, Zhang Jiazhen, can also come to the wine shop to work part-time when they are free, helping out with odd jobs and so on. The boss can also take a break. Anyway, these expenses will last for a year and a half.
Being together is nothing more than a bowl of wine."
Diezhang smiled and nodded, feeling particularly happy, as it was no worse than making money.
Chen Sanqiu, Fatty Yan, and the others are all used to it. These are things Chen Pingan would think about and do.
However, Fan Dache was a little puzzled and joked: "Chen Ping'an, you really don't mind the trouble? How on earth did you achieve your current level of cultivation? Did it fall from the sky?"
Chen Pingan shouted: "Da Che."
Fan Dache was a little nervous, "What are you doing?"
Chen Ping'an said seductively: "You see, drinking with so many Jindan seniors, such a small table, there are Sanqiu, Fatty Yan, Heitan, Laoshan, how big a crowd it is, but in the end, you only drink the cheapest drinks. It's not appropriate.
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Fan Dache was reluctant to be taken advantage of because there was also a Four Realm Qi Practitioner on the table.
Chen Pingan said in a low voice: "The boy carrying the wine, if I am not mistaken, he should be the person responsible for the second game. He is generally at the Dragon Gate level like you. How old is he? If you lose, how much will you lose?
Face."
Fan Dache went over to the shopkeeper and asked for a bottle of good wine, but couldn't help but ask: "Are you so sure that there will be a second game?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while and explained: "If Lu Duan was not banned at home by Guo Jianxian, it's hard to say. Now, there will definitely be a second one. The reason is very simple, the Chinese sword cultivator wants to face the most. If there is no accident,
The person guarding the gate of Guanhai Realm here is Gao Yehou's sister, Gao Youqing. Right? She has only been to the city once and has not yet gone to the southern battlefield. Gao Youqing's qualifications are of course very good, but her fighting experience and
In terms of the killing power of the flying sword, the Golden Core Sword Cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi can be several blocks ahead of his peers in Haoran Tianxia. However, the advantage of the Golden Core is certainly not small, but not as much as you imagine.
It’s so big. Not to mention that in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, there are many geniuses. Jiang Guancheng is the disciple and grandson of one of the ten people in Middle-earth. His master is also the swordsman Ku Xia who is also with him. He is still not a big deal among this group of people.
From this, it can be seen that Gao Youqing will lose. And the boy carrying the drink is clearly not the person in charge of that mountain. After I took action earlier, I only saw that the other party's other accomplices were extremely nervous, and I subconsciously wanted to help, but I didn't
Everyone looked at the young man carrying the wine at the same time, and they could deduce that the young man carrying the wine was far from being able to convince the public, and was not the backbone. If he was not the backbone, how could he dare to drag all the young geniuses and bet on the sword cultivation of the Middle Earth Divine Continent?
Shame on those three fights? There must be someone else in Sun Jianxian's mansion, the leader they recognize in their hearts. I guess he is a proud man of heaven who is young and low-level, but whose combat power is extremely outstanding. How can he be so great? He just can
He made fellow sword cultivators who were one or two realms higher willing to obey him. Therefore, the rules of the three levels this time were undoubtedly that person's handiwork. After all, Kuxia Sword Immortal had been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi before, so he would not be so boring. That person
Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, even more dare not do this. To put it bluntly, a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator can really protect these young masters and eldest ladies. This can also prove from the side that the young sword cultivator has a good mind and can
Let a Sword Immortal and a senior Nascent Soul do as they please."
Fan Dache was startled when he heard this, "Chen Ping'an, have you known the origin of this group of people for a long time? Or is there news from Daoxuan Mountain that has reached Ning Mansion?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Guess."
Diezhang rolled his eyes and wanted to remind Fan Dache not to guess, as he would get tired.
Yan Zhuo asked: "There are many people betting on this now, how about us?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "Betting on one of your own people and losing, the magic money you earn is very satisfying to hold."
Fan Dache handed over the wine bowl, "Based on these words, I won't lose money if I buy this pot of wine."
Chen Sanqiu added, "It's money you borrowed from me anyway."
Yan Zhuo praised: "Fan Dache, you can do it. He is very similar to Dong Heitan."
Dong Huafu shook his head and said: "It's still worse than me."
Chen Sanqiu asked with a smile: "Why don't you just serve it in one pot?"
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "That guy carrying the wine is so naughty and won't give me a chance."
Dong Huafu said: "Just find any excuse, you are good at it anyway."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Dong Heitan, talk less and drink more."
Fan Dache raised the wine bowl with a smile on his face, "Then let's go together?"
Everyone at the table raised their wine bowls and drank.
On his way back to Ning Mansion alone, Chen Pingan met a man in Confucian robes, the gentleman Wang Zai.
Wang Zai spoke concisely and to the point, and asked some questions about Jianxiu Huangzhou, and also told Chen Ping'an about the inspection process on the Jianqi Great Wall.
To put it simply, it is the death of Huang Zhou. The two sword immortals are unwilling to pursue too much into the lineage of hidden officials who are responsible for such matters. However, there is no conclusion on whether Huang Zhou is a spy of the demon clan, at least there is no conclusive evidence.
.So you, Chen Pingan, can get away with killing Huang Zhou, but the Yinguan lineage and Wang Zai will never help prove his innocence. Chen Pingan will have to bear any rumors in the future. The final words, Wang Zai
He also said something about Huang Zhou's affairs in the streets and alleys. He would be responsible for finishing the work, taking care of the old and young, and doing a little hard work.
Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Impartial, why is that so?"
Wang Zai said from his heart: "My husband and Mr. Mao are old friends. We once traveled far away to study together. I have always regarded Mr. Mao's failure to go to the Book of Rites Academy to hone his knowledge as a regret in his life."
Chen Ping'an understood clearly and bowed with his fists.
Wang Zai had no choice but to bow in return. In fact, this move was not appropriate, but his previous thoughts may not escape the discernment of Master Yin Guan and the two sword immortals Zhuan and Luo Shan, so it didn't matter.
Wang Zai suddenly laughed and said: "I heard that Mr. Chen personally compiled and bound a book of seals of the Hundred Sword Immortals. One of the seals has the seal text 'The sun shines brightly over the day, and the moon shines brightly over the night'. I have a schoolmate with a good friend whose name is
It has the character Yu, so it can be given to him."
There is nothing awkward about calling a young man Mr. Chen, a gentleman.
Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "I'd like to say hello to Yan Zhuo. If Mr. Wang doesn't dislike the smell of makeup in the silk and satin shop, just get it yourself. If you find it troublesome, I'll have someone send it to Mr. Wang's study. It's just a little hard work. It doesn't even take a lot of effort."
Need not."
Wang Zai smiled and nodded, "That's all there is to do. It would be better if there is a margin and a signature."
Chen Ping'an said: "It takes a little effort."
Wang Zai asked: "Do you know why I am willing to do this? In fact, I can just keep silent. I already feel clear about the friendship between Mr. Mao and Mr. Mao."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Wang Zai sighed: "I don't know what is good, it is a great good."
Wang Zai said goodbye and left, his scholar's shirt flowing.
Chen Ping'an returned to Ning's Mansion and stood for a moment at the martial arts arena, watching Ning Yao practicing in the pavilion. Even if he only looked at it from a distance, it was a beautiful picture, which was enough to please his mind.
After that, he returned to his small house and continued to carve seals. The extremely rough Seal Book of the Hundred Swords Immortal would definitely have to be re-bound in the future. The Seal Book of the Hundred Swords Immortal did not really only have a hundred seals.
All the hundreds of seals on the table had been taken to the shop by Yan Zhuo and used as treasures.
Most of the things on the table now are plain seals, with only a few engraved seals.
For Chen Pingan, engraving seals is not only for meditation, but also a review of what he has learned.
In addition, how to "give" your knowledge in a few words or a dozen words, together with a seal made of ordinary material, and make people take it away willingly, or even pay for it on a special trip, is this a small knowledge?
It's actually quite big.
In the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so many saints, gentlemen and sages from the Lisheng and Yasheng lines have come and gone one after another, and some of them even died on the battlefield in the south. Don't those awe-inspiring and upright scholars hope that Jian Qi
Is there the sound of reading on this side of the Great Wall? It’s just that each has its own difficulties, difficulties, and constraints, which makes it impossible for them to truly promote Confucianism. Of course, Chen Pingan doesn’t think he has this ability.
I can only do things in front of me, things at hand.
Chen Ping'an held a carving knife and slowly carved out a seal and seal text, observing the Taoism and observing the Taoism.
Previously, Dong was not allowed to seal the private book collections of several friends. Chen Pingan was actually reluctant to take over the business at first, but Ning Yao nodded, so he nodded.
There are some things that you don't have to pay attention to at all unless you have a bright future.
Of course, Dong Bu deliberately mentioned this matter to Chen Pingan in front of Ning Yao, which was also Dong Bu's cleverness.
Chen Ping'an carved those few beautiful jade private seals in a neat and orderly manner, and put in more effort in terms of elegance and style. Since it is a real business, he has to be honest. He was in the shop with Dong Heitan earlier.
Drinking, he said that his sister thought it was very good, and would help to win business if there was a chance in the future, but she did not want to take a commission, but Chen Ping'an declined. It didn't matter if Dong drew the talisman, he didn't want his sister to do it every once in a while.
I ran to Ning's Mansion. I ran too much. God knows what kind of nonsense will be spread. The one who will suffer first will be Chen Pingan, but in the end, the one who suffers the most will definitely be Dong Huafu. Chen Pingan is angry at Sister Ning.
, if not Dong Huafu, who should I go to to settle the score?
It's not like he didn't know how Chen Ping'an dealt with Fan Dache. He was beaten up, and Fan Dache was quite happy. Fan Dache was stupid, but he, Dong Huafu, was not stupid.
Dong had to be the legitimate daughter of the Dong family for the extra jade scraps she had obtained earlier. Her friends were not petty either. They agreed to give them to Chen Pingan for the cost of the knife work, and they actually carved them into extremely small little pieces for Chen Pingan.
There are about ten square seals, but the seal characters are quite dense. One of them even has more than a hundred characters. The material of these seals is not ordinary white jade, but the most famous frost jade among the treasures of the Immortal family. Chen Ping'an had to use flying
The Fifteenth of Swords can only be used as a carving knife to engrave characters. Of course, it will not be given away as a gift from a silk and satin shop. The customer must buy it with real money and silver. One party has a private seal and a small sum of money. No bargaining is allowed. Don't buy it if you like it.
Perhaps they feel that the wealthy women who visit silk and satin shops on this side of the Jianqi Great Wall may not understand it so well. At first glance, this seal, which seems to repeat "Observe the Tao" three times, will probably eat dust for a long time.
Chen Ping'an changed it to a plain seal and engraved it with eight words: Reunion of Flowers and Moon, Couple of Gods and Immortals.
Chen Ping'an shook the seal, lowered his head and blew a breath, weighed it in the palm of his hand, and was very satisfied. With this knife skill, this meaning, if no one fights for this seal, my surname will not be Chen.
For the business in the shop, women can't just pay for it, they have to be bought by men. That's the real skill of the second shopkeeper of the silk shop. So Chen Pingan thought about it for a while, whistled a little, and took a leisurely stroll.
I got a seal: There is a beautiful woman in the world, but she is ashamed to walk away from the three lamps in the sky.
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Over there at the mansion of Sword Immortal Sun Juyuan.
Zhu Mei and Jiang Guancheng stood at the foot of a pavilion with their heads lowered. The rest of Yan Lu and others did not dare to smile.
In the pavilion, there is a young man named Lin Junbi who is playing music by himself.
The chessboard and the chess jar are both beloved objects that the young man carries with him. They are both first-class mountain treasures. It is said that they were first treasured in Baidi City, and later passed to Lin Junbi's hands. Two of the chess jars have two chess jars each.
The inscription reads "Everywhere, God protects" and "Everyone and everything is protected by the heart of heaven." And the many black and white chess pieces on the chessboard are like two kinds of swords shining brightly, each one producing a different color of sword energy, and the chess game on the chessboard
During the confrontation, there were swords crisscrossing the chessboard again.
Every time Lin Junbi twists a piece and lands it on the chessboard, just by bypassing the trajectory of the piece entangled with the sword energy, it is dizzying and leads directly to the will of God.
Lin Junbi actually did not reprimand the two of them, he just listened to what happened and asked for some details, but Zhu Mei and Jiang Guancheng were more worried.
It is hard to imagine that Lin Junbi was actually a wild cultivator from Shanze, but his later life experiences, in just a few years, became so brilliant that others could easily ignore this young man's life in the world.
Lin Junbi glanced at the chess game, then at the chess records spread out in his hand, turned around and smiled at everyone: "Don't be nervous, the chess game remains the same, let's go practice on our own."
Three days later, the three of them passed three levels.
Then Lin Junbi called out to someone, "Brother Border, shall we play a game of chess?"
The young man who had been to the wine shop with Yan Lu and the others nodded and walked into the pavilion alone to sit down.
Previously on the street, after Chen Pingan took action, he seemed the most sluggish.
It was very different from before. After the young sword cultivator named Jian Jian moved a chess jar to his side, he looked lazily and held his chin with one hand, helping Lin Junbi pack the chess pieces into the jar. Regarding those swords
Qi, unlike Lin Junbi who deliberately avoided it, Border chose to forcefully break through and forcefully lift the chess piece.
Lin Junbi was about to speak.
Border complained: "You've said it twice, do I have such a bad memory? Why don't I pretend to lose to that Situ Weiran? Otherwise, there will be no room for honor on the Jianqi Great Wall. We will continue to have troubles in the future, which will inevitably delay Yan Luzhu."
Their quiet practice."
Lin Junbi smiled and said, "That's good."
Border said: "You won the first game, there is no suspense. But Yan Lu's second game, are you sure?"
Lin Junbi said: "We are sure, but not very sure. If Brother Border is only in the Longmen realm now, everything will be fine. After you and I have played two games, I guess the other party will no longer have the energy to cause trouble for us."
Border joked: "I am lucky and I can break through borders quickly. Is there anything wrong with that?"
Opposite the Jindan border, he is the only swordsman who does not belong to their Shaoyuan Dynasty. He looks like he is in his early twenties, but he is actually about to turn 30. But even at the age of thirty, with a bottleneck cultivation level of Jindan, it is still a shocking thing.
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Lin Junbi's master was the national preceptor of the sixth largest dynasty in the world, and Border was the unnamed disciple of Master Lin Junbi.
Lin Junbi didn't know much about the true origin of this unknown "Guanhai Realm" sword cultivator, and his master didn't want to say more. This time he rushed all the way to Daoxuan Mountain, except for the sword immortal Ku Xia who had some clues, even that
None of the Yuanying old monks knew the true state of the border. As for Yan Lu and the others, they were even less aware that there was a dragon swaying beside them. They were just happy to watch some jokes.
If Lin Junbi's greatest personal interest in this experience is to find someone to play chess with, and at the same time experience the swordsmanship of the Great Sword Immortal.
Then it can only be regarded as half of the senior brother's border, and he is coming to the Sword Immortal Wei Jin who is the most talented swordsman in Aquarius Continent.
However, in the Plum Garden on Xuanxuan Mountain, Senior Brother Border seems to have a good relationship with a lady who is in charge of the yard there.
But in his hometown of the Shaoyuan Dynasty, even if he was only a Guanhaijing sword cultivator, at most he was holding the title of an unnamed disciple of the national master, he was still getting along like a fish in water, with endless opportunities. Sometimes Lin Junbi would be suspicious.
Is Border the kind of legendary immortal who was born to be enlightened?
Lin Junbi asked: "I heard that Chen Ping'an had an immortal weapon, and he fought with Pang Yuanji to no avail. How was the outcome of your fight with him?"
Border pinched a chess piece with his fingers, placed it on the stone table outside the chessboard, put his fingers together, and wiped the precious snow-white chess piece around at will, as if he was angry with the chess piece, and said casually: "Practice the Tao, the result will be
There's no point in competing with others to win or lose."
Lin Junbi smiled slightly, grabbed a handful of chess pieces, "Guess first?"
Border was not in a hurry to play chess, he raised his head and asked: "Do you know?"
Lin Junbi nodded, "When you came back, you were obviously injured, but you had more smiles and louder voices than usual. I guessed it."
Border lamented, "But the opponent is Cao Ci, wouldn't it be embarrassing to lose?"
Lin Junbi nodded and said: "It's not shameful to lose to Cao Ci, but I don't think it's wise to come and get beaten by yourself."
The border is silent.
Lin Junbi asked curiously: "How many punches?"
Border curled up his chin and pointed at the chess piece he was holding with his two fingers.
Lin Junbi asked doubtfully: "One punch?"
Border laughed angrily and said: "You look down on your senior brother so much? Two punches! One punch broke my flying sword, and one punch beat me to pieces. But to be honest, if I was shameless, I could still take a few more punches."
Lin Junbi smiled and stopped talking.
Border asked: "Since Yan Lu is not sure of victory, don't you have any other plans?"
Lin Junbi said: "I had a plan at the beginning. If Guo Zhujiu fights on the Sword Qi Great Wall in the second game, I will break through on the spot. If it is Gao Yehou or Sima Weiran in the third game, then I will break through again.
But after I lived here, I changed my mind. Because there was no need. In this way, I would only make wedding clothes for others. If Chen Pingan was present, there would be the fourth scene. After all, I am not a senior brother. I will definitely do it.
Losing to Chen Pingan, who also played four games, only made Chen Pingan even more popular."
Border joked: "You care so much about Chen Ping'an? Did Zhu Mei and the others run into the wall at the liquor store and did you do it on purpose?"
Lin Junbi smiled and said: "Chen Pingan should be happy to be remembered by me, Lin Junbi."
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And Chen Ping'an, who was missed but didn't know it, was in a secret room in Ning Mansion, starting to refine the fourth natal item.
After the water seal of Shuifu, the five-color earth of the mountain temple, and the statue of the wooden house, there is the gold of the five elements, and finally the fire of the five elements, which has not yet found a suitable natal object.
The water-character seal was refined at the southernmost tip of Aquarius Continent, at the top of the sea of clouds in Old Dragon City.
The five-color soil is refined near the entrance of Beiju Luzhou where Jidu enters the sea.
The wooden statue of the god was obtained from the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain at the Xianfu ruins, and was refined on the island in the Dragon Palace Cave.
The gold of the five elements that is about to be refined now is a golden book page with gold characters. To be precise, it is a Buddhist scripture.
Regarding this matter, Chen Ping'an asked his senior brother Zuo Zuo if it was appropriate. Zuo Zuo just said that a gentleman is disrespectful and there is nothing wrong with it.
The cauldron is still the five-color golden furnace that was obtained from the hands of Lu Yong, the old Yuanying of Tongyezhou. It is of extremely high quality. However, because of Jiang Shangzhen's relationship, he sold it half for free and only charged Chen Ping'an fifty grain rain coins.
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Lu Yong once said that "the nature of gold is incorruptible, so it is a treasure." Therefore, this alchemy stove is actually the most suitable thing for refining, and it is the gold of the five elements.
In the secret room, many heavenly materials and earthly treasures are ready.
Outside the secret room, Nalan Yexing sat cross-legged and was responsible for guarding the gate.
Over at Zhanlongya Pavilion, Aunt Bai chatted with Ning Yao.
The old woman smiled and said: "Don't worry, lucky people have their own destiny. Our uncle is a wise man, and God will help him. What's more, I have profound knowledge. Although I am a disciple of Confucianism, I can travel far and wide and walk in the world.
Bodhisattva conduct. Miss, there is no need to worry about this refining."
Ning Yao was still a little worried, but he still smiled and said: "Mother Bai, don't say these words to him, he will feel uncomfortable."
The old woman said deliberately: "Is it a matter of calling me uncle? At most, I feel uncomfortable speaking, but I don't feel comfortable in my heart."
Ning Yao was distracted by this and felt a little better. He smiled and said: "If the refining is successful, I will accompany him to see the battle of the three passes in two days."
The old woman said: "My lady was not interested in these things at all before."
Ning Yao said: "I'm not interested now, I just want to relax with him."
After a moment of silence, Ning Yao said: "Mother Bai may not be able to see that Chen Ping'an will be the saddest if she can only refine the gold of the five elements."
The old woman asked: "Are you feeling sad, or are you sad about the pass?"
Ning Yao said: "They are all."
The old woman suddenly became a little nervous, even more nervous than her own young lady.
Ning Yao smiled and said: "Mother Bai, it's okay. Chen Ping'an can always solve problems by himself. It has always been like this. If he knows that we are not at ease, he will not be at ease. Otherwise..."
Ning Yao looked at the martial arts field outside the pavilion, "It's not painful, he will chew it off and swallow it."
The old woman nodded and said, "That's good."
Ning Yao took out a seal from his sleeve, handed it to the old woman, and said softly: "I stole it."
The old woman didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After taking the hand, she glanced at the seal and was stunned. She carefully put it into her sleeve and couldn't hide her smile. "My uncle's calligraphy is really good."
Especially the seal characters are very comforting.
Even though her blue hair is dyed with frost and snow, she is still a beauty.
Ning Yao shook his head, "He himself said that his calligraphy is very dull. Except for the regular script, it is just okay. The rest of the cursive and seal writing is just a superficial learning. In the eyes of experts, it will only make people laugh, but it can only be used to deal with these materials.
An ordinary seal is more than enough."
Outside the secret room, Nalan Night Walk felt a little strange, why Chen Pingan had not lit the alchemy stove after an hour had passed.
In the secret room, Chen Ping'an always closed his eyes and meditated, lost in thought.
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The Yan family's splendid mansion wanted to have the four characters "My family is rich" plastered all over the walls. The fat man Yan Zhuo was anxious and uneasy. He got the seal early and hurried home. He was embarrassed and didn't dare to take out his hand at all.
, and kept dragging it down.
Today he was in the corridor outside his father's study, hesitating and lingering.
There is no door to my father's study, just to make it easier for the head of the Yan family to come in and out.
In fact, it didn't have to be like this. It was Yan Zhuo's father's decision to tear down the door. He said his arms were gone, but they were gone. He opened and closed the door with sword energy. Is it fun?
Yan Ming had long noticed the movements of his son in the corridor. He was so fat and walked loudly. He, Yan Ming, was still a Nascent Soul no matter how bad his cultivation was now. How could he not know it?
Yan Ming frowned and said, "If you don't enter the house, get out of here."
Yan Zhuo was still in awe of his father. He had no choice but to be afraid of being beaten since he was a child. Later, his father probably gave up completely and was no longer willing to even beat or scold him, the only child of the Yan family.
It wasn't until the last time he carried Yan Zhuo back home that the man felt a little better about his son. He would occasionally ask about Yan Zhuo's progress in practice. After that, his greatest skill in life was to dote on his only son, a woman.
Probably because of his instructions, he began to be strict with Yan Zhuo for the first time. Whether he was practicing, doing business, or making friends, he was very strict with Yan Zhuo.
Yan Zhuo subconsciously wanted to obey and get out, but after walking out for a few steps, he gritted his teeth, walked to the study, and crossed the threshold.
Yan Ming is a middle-aged man with an unsmiling appearance. His sleeves are empty. He is sitting on a chair. The desk in front of him is filled with books. He has a little fairy who is responsible for turning the books.
Yan Ming frowned and asked, "Is something wrong?"
Yan Zhuo gingerly took out the seal and placed it gently on the table, "Dad, this is for you. I'll leave if it's okay."
Yan Ming was stunned for a moment. The seal was made of ordinary material and asked: "I am short of money and spent it? And then I gave this as a gift?"
Yan Zhuo's face turned red and he didn't even dare to explain anything. He lowered his head and quickened his pace to leave the study.
After leaving the corridor, Fatty Yan felt relieved.
Over there in the study room, the cute and docile little spirit jumped up to the seal, squatted down, like carrying a piece of wood, and showed the master the invoice of the seal.
Yan Ming looked at it for a long time and suddenly asked: "Do you think I was too harsh on Zhuo'er?"
Xiao Jingmei nodded vigorously.
Yan Ming laughed and turned to look out the window. There was a tall city in the distance.
Don't dare to climb the city with your sword, lest you drive away the three-wheeled moon.
How can your father and I have such ability?
The little Jingmei blinked her eyes. She has been serving the master conscientiously for many years, but she has never seen such a smiling face.
On top of the city.
Gentleman Wang Zai just sent a newly printed Seal of the Hundred Sword Immortals to Ye Laolian, the Confucian saint who now sits on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
It is very rough and far from comparable to ordinary seals in the world, let alone those carefully collected by scholarly families.
The saint turned over page after page, and when he saw something he understood, he smiled knowingly.
There is no mountain-shaped resort, but it is the highest city in the world.
Where children play and the swordsman drinks heavily.
When the Confucian saint turned to a page, he stopped his movements and nodded slightly.
Wang Zai looked at the "Three Hundred Frost-fallen Oranges and Persimmons", he also smiled and said: "Perhaps no one on this side of the Sword Qi Great Wall knows the fun here."
The Confucian sage smiled and said: "Then it is possible, just a possibility, that someone who has both leisure and money will go and buy books and check the source of the seal."
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The Shaoyuan Dynasty of the Middle-earth Divine Continent is like the Zhuying Dynasty of the Aquarius Continent, with many swordsmen.
So today's three-level battle has a crowd of spectators.
The location was chosen on Xuanhu Street, which is adjacent to the Jianqi Great Wall and where wealthy families gather.
The reason why Chen Sanqiu and Dong Huafu's family were not on Taixiang Street was that they naturally did not dare to do so. Moreover, even if both sides had the courage to choose this location, no one would probably go to watch the battle.
Fatty Yan stood on tiptoes, looked around, and asked doubtfully: "Why isn't my brother Chen here yet?"
Dong Huafu was nibbling a big cake. The young master of the Dong family always kept the accounts on Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo when he bought things.
Fan Dache glanced at the door of a house in the distance. Chen Sanqiu patted his shoulder. Fan Dache smiled and said, "It's okay."
At both ends of the street, stood Qi Shou, a group of local sword cultivators led by Gao Yehou, and Yan Lu, a group of foreign sword cultivators led by Jiang Guancheng, making young Lin Junbi stand out among the stars. But the border was still the most inconspicuous among the crowd.
The presence.
Gao Yehou's sister, Gao Youqing, will guard the first level. Gao Yehou, who did not show up to watch the battle last time, is naturally here today. Pang Yuanji is standing next to Gao Yehou, talking to the small Gao Youqing about some precautions. He is not Gao Yehou.
I don't want to, it's actually this sister who never likes to listen to his nagging.
Lin Junbi walked forward slowly, and Gao Youqing strode forward.
Neither side had any intention of flying swords, and gradually closed the distance.
A group of Earthly Immortal Sword Cultivators squatted on the steps at the door of a mansion and said with a smile: "Girl Gao, the other guy is so handsome and he is a good match for you. As long as you beat him, put him on your shoulders and run away to find a deserted place.
You can’t just do whatever you want!”
Gao Youqing turned a deaf ear and concentrated on staring at the young man who was getting closer and closer.
Lin Junbi was actually in a leisurely mood, looking around and taking in the wealthy mansions on both sides of Xuanhu Street.
Two sea-viewing realm sword cultivators.
With just one strike of sword, the difference was made.
Gao Youqing was the first to use his natal flying sword and flew away through the air, disappearing in an instant without seeking any momentum.
Lin Junbi's flying sword struck back and easily knocked away Gao Youqing's natal flying sword, and it instantly hovered between Gao Youqing's eyebrows.
Gao Youqing's face turned pale.
The flying sword between his eyebrows suddenly disappeared, and Lin Junbi turned around and walked away.
Yan Lu took a deep breath, walked out of the crowd, and passed by Lin Junbi.
Lin Junbi smiled and said, "You can decide the outcome more slowly."
Yan Lu nodded heavily.
There were numerous sword cultivators watching the battle on both sides of the street, but there were no boos or insults. In a fight between the same people, the winner or loser was decided in an instant, depending on the opponent's ability.
But that boy deserved a beating too much.
I'm almost catching up with the second shopkeeper of the wine shop.
Whoever you want will come.
The second shopkeeper, walking side by side with Ning Yao, happened to appear from Lin Junbi's side of the street.
Lin Junbi looked at the man in green shirt, whose face was slightly pale and seemed to be ill. He smiled and stopped looking at it. But the woman next to him was said to be even more amazing. She had countless words of praise.
Over at Meiyuanzi, he, Lin Junbi, has heard a lot, but how can he be so great if he is less than ten years old in the sea-viewing realm? A golden elixir bottleneck sword cultivator in his twenties, who is not yet a Nascent Soul? Not even that.
So amazing that he seems to be invincible, right?
Lin Junbi shook his head. He glanced at her a few more times and didn't even think she was such a good-looking woman. She was much worse than the Sword Qi Great Wall Ning Yao he had imagined.
Chen Pingan walked slowly with his hands in his sleeves, turned his head and glanced at the young man, and said with a smile: "Take care of your eyes."
The whole street suddenly burst into whistles, joking to everyone that the Great Wall of Sword Qi actually never spared any effort.
Especially the second shopkeeper, who is not a little girl like Gao Youqing. This guy is very thick-skinned, and making money is more unconscionable than fighting.
Lin Junbi smiled and said, "Are you talking about yourself?"
After Chen Pingan finished speaking, he no longer looked at the young man, but instead looked at the border who was hiding in the crowd.
Border's expression was as usual, but he was murmuring in his heart. Did he show his weakness at the liquor store earlier? That's not true.
Ning Yao tugged on Chen Pingan's sleeve, and Chen Pingan stopped and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
Ning Yao looked at him.
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.
So Ning Yao turned around and said to Lin Junbi: "If you want you to take care of your eyes, take care of your eyes."
Lin Junbi twitched the corner of his mouth.
Then Ning Yao said something.
The whole street fell silent for an instant.
Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo looked at each other and saw the pity in each other's eyes, so they worked hard to hold back their laughter.
Not only that, even the sword immortals stationed at the top of the city came directly with their swords, without even using their magical powers to view mountains and rivers.
Because Ning Yao just said: "If you dare to break through the realm temporarily and use the Dragon Gate realm to draw the sword, I will suppress you in the Guanhai realm. If you break through again and draw the sword in the Golden Core realm, I will suppress you in the Dragon Gate realm. You are now