Chapter six hundred and seventy-two life dreams and dreams
Chen Pingan was not frightened by the weird words of the twister, but the seamstress's hot and focused eyes, which made Chen Pingan very uncomfortable.
When I was picking up rags in Baofengzhai, I saw a magic weapon of money on the ground. Maybe it was her look like this?
Nian Xin said: "We'll wait until you reach the Far Traveling Realm. I don't want to help you collect the corpses."
As for whether this young hidden official can break through the realm, and what method he uses to break through the realm, it doesn't matter if he twists the core.
Chen Ping'an nodded and already had his own plan as he walked slowly.
The twisting core floats away, fleeting, and indeed unfettered by anything.
Chen Ping'an asked three questions in one breath, "What age, what level and what kind of foundation is Nian Xin?"
The old deaf boy laughed and said nothing.
Chen Ping'an said: "I don't have to do anything to the boy in the water prison."
The old deaf boy laughed and said, "As a scholar, how can I be so careless?"
Chen Pingzong ignored this, squatted down, bent his fingers and tapped the road gently, making a clanging sound of gold and stone, then spread out his palms and touched the ground with his palms.
It is indeed the corpse of an ancient god, very strange.
It was obvious that the old deaf boy valued the young man the most and made the most bets. Of course, the possibility of blindness could not be ruled out, but in the end, there were only three monsters who survived. How could the old deaf boy blindly blind him?
Chen Pingan carefully searched the secret files of the summer palace in his mind, and found that the three people selected by the old deaf boy had many hidden things. Chen Pingan was sure that Xiao Min, the hidden official, must have had some dealings with the old deaf boy.
, only the Yinguan lineage helped cover up some key information. Chen Pingan had no intention of digging up these old things that had been gathering dust for a long time, not to mention that he might not be able to dig them up. The old deaf man next to him was in the Ascension Realm, and he was annoyed.
Old Deaf'er, the latter only needs to abide by the agreement with the Boss Sword Immortal. In the final analysis, the reason why Old Deaf'er is willing to sell face to himself at every turn is because of the sake of the Boss Sword Immortal.
It won't help if someone who is not even a swordsman holds it in his hands.
However, the logic is such that the business can still be done. After all, Chen Ping'an and the old deaf boy have no grievances and have no grudges. They really have to fight each other. The younger one with the higher official status still takes advantage in the end.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an's business plan is very simple. It is tantamount to telling the old deaf child that you have trained three disciples here, and the Great Wall of Sword Qi has been infested with tigers. But since this is the instruction of the boss Sword Immortal, it is not good
Changes can be made to leave the prison under the nose of me, a hidden official, and even to return to the summer palace. There are many ways for the three disciples to escape alive.
The agreement between your old deaf child and the boss Sword Fairy does not conflict with the final decision of the summer palace.
It was probably because the old deaf man was used to being manipulated by others in the Sword Qi Great Wall. Although he suffered a small loss, he had the promise of the young hidden official, so he was not upset.
In fact, regarding the three disciples, the old deaf boy will have to talk openly to this young man sooner or later, otherwise he will be really worried.
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, then slapped his palm heavily on the ground without moving at all. No wonder this corpse, which was refined by the Sword Immortal into a small cage of heaven and earth, could trap those big monsters.
Nowadays, all the landscape gods in the world are famous for their immortal golden bodies. However, there is no way to talk about the method of cultivation. They are generally influenced by the incense of good men and women year after year, such as those "gilded". Landscape gods
The lifespan is indeed longer than that of monks. It is said that many earthly immortal monks have an unbreakable road bottleneck. In order to forcefully extend their lives, they do not hesitate to use forbidden secret techniques to relieve themselves. Before that, they have colluded with the court and local officials to help
Hiding the Confucian academy and secretly building a temple for obscenity in the local area. If you are unlucky, you will not be able to survive the two passes of breaking up your bones and scattering your soul. Naturally, everything will come to an end. If you are lucky and survive, your path of cultivation will change from immortality to immortality.
God can enjoy the incense of the world.
Wei Bo should be an exception.
However, Chen Ping'an never asked about the many secrets of the Lord of the Shanyue Mansion of the old Shenshui Kingdom. Zhu Lian and Zheng Dafeng were old friends, so Piyun Mountain and Luo Lo Mountain had a close connection and a tacit understanding of each other.
The old deaf child finally said: "Nuan Xin is estimated to be seven or eight hundred years old now. He has stumbled to the upper fifth realm. His qualifications are excellent, but his strength has been damaged by breaking through the realm several times. At this moment, he is only in the Yupu realm.
Being able to rely on eccentric means, plus fairy money, and a random accumulation of magic weapons, the height of her great path in this life, unless a big accident occurs, will stop here. Nian Xin does not have a clear teacher, so he is probably a talent who has exploited eccentric methods.
The mountain swamps should be repaired, otherwise it would not be so rough."
"But she didn't intend to reach the top anyway. She had to avenge her big revenge in Jinjiazhou. She originally thought she would die, but she never expected to hear some rumors that were true or false. The Lord of Baidi City was somewhat interested in her, and Nian Xin didn't want to end up alive.
It was better to die, so she fled to Daoxuan Mountain. She originally wanted to sneak into the wild world, but the world there was even more chaotic. With her abilities, heroes have a place to use them. If a blind cat hits a dead mouse, it can be broken even if it's not possible.
I never thought that a sword immortal would cut it off and throw it here."
"There is no idle time here. She dismantled the bodies and skins of many great demons and sent them to the alchemy workshop. Her technique was exquisite and saved the monks in the alchemy workshop a lot of trouble."
The old deaf boy heard many inside stories from the white-haired boy.
The old deaf child himself never pays attention to these twists and turns of other people's stories. If he doesn't know, he won't lose a few kilograms of meat. If he knows, he won't get an extra jug of wine.
Chen Pingan stopped his hand, stood up and said curiously: "Would the Lord of Baidi City be interested in a sewing man?"
It's not that Chen Ping'an has any prejudice against people who twist cores or sew clothes. There are many side schools and crooked ways. There are many wild fox Zen in worldly knowledge. There are good and bad methods of practice, but this is not necessarily the case for those who practice Taoism.
It’s just that the giant of the Demonic Way is too high in the sea of clouds. As a recognized person in the Demonic Way, he is famous all over the world. Chen Ping’an had some private thoughts in his early years. Among them, when he visited the Middle-earth Divine Continent in the future, he must see it with his own eyes.
Go and see the pouring water of the Yellow River cave, and see the flag of Baidi City that says "Fengrao is the first in the world".
Cui Zhang and his subordinates have produced Caiyunpu. Even if Cui Dongshan mentioned that city lord every time, he could not conceal his admiration.
Mr. Qi has also traveled to the banks of the river. For the first time, the city lord left Baidi City among the colorful clouds and personally invited Mr. Qi to have a chat.
For such a giant of demons with excellent vision, Chen Pingan was very willing to call him "senior" from the bottom of his heart. Of course, Chen Pingan did not feel that he was qualified to meet the city lord.
The old deaf boy shook his head and explained: "Master Yin Guan really underestimated Twisting Heart. She is not an ordinary sewing person. In her early years, she only became a Golden Alchemist, and she has the means of Jade Pu Realm. There are several
Once her magical powers are unleashed with all her strength, even those who have attained the Taoist Jade Pu Realm will be overwhelmed."
Chen Ping'an recalled for no reason the battle in the canyon of Luzhou in Beiju, where he set up an ambush to intercept the Kalushan assassins.
That fight, which seemed to be of disparity in strength, was just as dangerous as it was, but in Chen Ping'an's heart, it was not inferior to the encirclement and killing by Li Zhenyu and others.
The old deaf child laughed and said: "Otherwise, with Nian Xin's Nascent Soul Realm cultivation alone, he could bring down a Zongzitou Immortal Family in Jinjia Continent? Even Lord Yin Guan wouldn't be able to do it, right?"
Chen Ping'an was greatly surprised and couldn't believe it, so he asked: "Can a Yuanying monk single-handedly destroy an entire sect?"
The old deaf man said calmly: "Within half a year, seven hundred people, including the entire ancestral hall, died. It was a large sect, and its incense was completely cut off."
Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes, "Twisting Heart caused such a big disaster, how did you escape to Daixuan Mountain?"
The old deaf boy shook his head and said, "What do I care about this?"
Chen Ping'an laughed, "That's right, no matter what. But if there is a chance, I have to ask Senior Nuxin for advice."
The old deaf boy became interested and asked, "As a disciple of Confucianism, Lord Yin Guan also has a personal grudge?"
Chen Pingan said: "There are so many."
The old deaf boy laughed and said, "I guess they didn't burn enough incense."
Chen Ping'an didn't want to talk about this, frowned and asked: "What's going on with the demon that transformed into an alien creature?"
The old deaf boy shook his head and said, "I can't tell you. It's not a business matter, please don't embarrass me, Mr. Yin Guan."
Chen Ping'an turned to ask: "Why is a demon transformed from the outside world a green snake, wearing a robe and hanging a dagger?"
In Chen Ping'an's eyes, the white-haired boy was no different from a human being, and he didn't use any tricks to deceive him.
The old deaf child looked playful and said, "I don't like to show off."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's too imprudent."
The old deaf boy laughed dumbly.
In this prison, who should I show caution to?
Chen Pingan did not continue to inquire further, but changed the question, "Besides twisting the core and transforming the demon, are there any guests in the senior's house?"
The old deaf boy nodded and said, "There is also a sad man who is addicted to drinking and gambling."
Of course he is very rich.
The old deaf boy asked: "The young hermit official asked me for the method of cultivating the monsters. Is it because there are monsters in my hometown that are worth cultivating?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's not cultivation, it's always good to have more ways to protect yourself."
On Luo Lo Mountain, the vegetation grows naturally.
The old deaf man waved, and a Jade Pu Realm monster moved its huge body and approached the sword light fence. The old deaf man stretched out his arm, tore off a large piece of bloody meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. There was a young hidden official beside him, so he put his hand to cover his mouth as a way of hospitality.
After walking out of prison together, Chen Pingan began to visit the ancient battlefield with corpses everywhere. As the host, the old deaf boy had no choice but to accompany him.
The old deaf boy asked: "Sir Yin Guan, the Great Sword Qi Great Wall battle is about to begin. Why don't we just wander around like this and stop working early and return to the summer palace to take care of the abbot's affairs?"
Chen Ping'an lowered his eyes, "I'm not in a hurry."
The young man slowly raised his gaze and said, "Actually, I don't really want to go there."
Every day sitting there, every sword cultivator in the Yinguan lineage was not relaxed or happy, and Chen Ping'an was certainly no exception.
The boss, Sword Immortal, had previously mentioned that the Summer Palace should not interfere too much in the upcoming war.
All sword cultivators in the Great Wall of Sword Qi should be given an unfettered opportunity to use their swords.
He doesn't know how to restrain Chen Qing, so he should be less careful about the hidden officials.
Chen Pingan had no objection.
Looking at the corpse of a great monster towering like a mountain in front of me, the color of the skeleton is too pale. It does not have the "life" of the white corpse in the Ghost Valley. If it were moved to the wilderness of the vast world, where it would be exposed to wind and sun, it would probably not be able to survive. It will weather and disappear in a few years. To put it simply, these are the corpses of these great monsters, which are worthless. On the other hand, the remaining golden bodies of the gods seem to be as strong as ever, giving people a vague sense of indestructibility. The golden bodies are shining, and only Some of the holes that are negligible compared to the huge body are just illusions, so they still cannot be converted into the immortal money of the summer palace, nor can they be regarded as the wealth of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
The old deaf man said that these ancient gods, although they were once considered powerful, are poor people at the end of the road. Once the golden body decays, even if there is only the slightest flaw, it means that a god has officially died.
There is no hope of reversal.
Chen Pingan said a word, merit.
The old deaf boy nodded and said: "This is the remedy that the saints of the three religions used to deal with the gods of future generations.
It is also the key to the stability of several world empires."
The gods of mountains and rivers, first enshrined by the imperial court and then recognized by Confucian academies, have always been an important bridge connecting the mountains and the mountains in the vast world, so that ordinary masters and Taoists will not be in direct conflict at all times. There are numerous local temples for obscenity,
No matter what the reasons were, the imperial court did not investigate, and the Confucian academies rarely asked. Naturally, they took a fancy to the role of those obscene gods in mending local folk customs and encouraging good deeds.
When they reached a place, the spirit was extremely tall, half of its body was submerged in the sea of clouds, and the whole body was not visible.
Chen Pingan bent his knees slightly, suddenly exerted his strength, stood up from the ground, and went into the sea of clouds.
With his hands wrapped around his sleeves, his legs swaying, he jumped out of the sea of clouds, and finally saw the solemn-faced god, Chen Ping'an, stepping on pine needles, hanging on the sea of clouds with two flying swords.
Chen Pingan's mood became serious, "What about Jian Xiuyu Si?"
On the sea of clouds around this god, suspended are beads of naturally bred green water. There are more than a hundred of them condensed. The water transport is so rich that it is unbelievable. It has clearly not been refined, and its quality is close to that of an ordinary water house.
Of course, the water elixir produced in the temple cannot compare with the bottle of Mirage Water Elixir given by Master Huolong, but the water drop is a treasure for any water god, river woman, and Qi practitioners who practice water magic in the world.
The key is that it is easy to obtain, it is endless, and any sect will covet it.
Let's just say that if the Yulong Sect, which is adjacent to Jiaolong Valley, can move this statue and build it into the fundamental hub of the landscape formation, the sect's power will be able to directly rise to a big level.
The reason why Chen Ping'an was attracted to this deity was that he felt familiar with the aura of the young swordsman Xiu Yusi.
The old deaf man stood aside, nodded and said: "It has a lot of history. Yin Guan is worthy of being a Yin Guan. He will not kill nameless enemies with his sword."
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Little Jia's account is crouching tiger, hidden dragon."
The old deaf boy gloated: ""
Chen Pingan asked: "The boy's water prison is made of these water drops?"
The old deaf boy was too lazy to cover up these details and admitted it openly.
When it comes to raising dragons, the threshold is high. You must first find a type of dragon worthy of cultivation, then you must have a technique for raising dragons, and you must have a method of creating dragon eagles.
It happens that there is no shortage of old deaf children.
Every Ascended Realm monk in the world can indeed write an extremely exciting novel about ghosts and monsters through his or her path of cultivation.
Chen Pingan turned around and asked: "If it was the seniors who took action, how would those demon monks die?"
The old deaf boy replied casually: "It's about twisting your fingers."
With a perfect Ascension Realm cultivation level, to deal with prisoners who are no higher than Immortal Realm, the old deaf man sits in the small world and takes advantage of the right time, place and people. It is really a matter of twisting his fingers to death.
The old man added another sentence, "If there is any noise, swearing, begging for mercy, etc., he will probably die more slowly. He will have nothing to do and learn some tricks from that little girl."
Chen Ping'an said to himself: "After staying in the Great Wall of Sword Qi for a long time, I have almost forgotten that the sword immortal is a sword immortal and the big demon is a big demon."
I still remember the scene when I traveled to Luzhou, Beiju, and met Ji Yue, the Sword Immortal of Yuanwei Mountain, for the first time. It was like walking on thin ice, and if I made a wrong step, I would be doomed.
Earlier, on the ferry on Dajiu Mountain, I watched the three sword battles in Feng Lei Yuan and Zheng Yang Mountain through the Mirror, Flowers, Water and Moon, and Yuan Ying Li Tuanjing's final sword, which was extremely elegant.
Earlier, on a rainy night, I stayed in an ancient house and met the "big demon" of the fifth middle level of the ancient Yu Kingdom.
What a passing moment, just suddenly.
Chen Ping'an said: "Senior just collect this water transport, I can turn a blind eye."
In front of Chen Pingan, the old deaf man picked up dozens of faint green water drops and put them into his bag using the method of holding the world in his sleeves. They should be the most abundant part of the water transport.
Then Chen Ping'an asked for half of the water beads, and most of them were put into the sword-raising gourd. Only three water beads were left. He sat cross-legged and refined them openly. They were buried outside the river god's temple to pray for rain.
The Taoist secrets contained in the stele.
This creation of heaven and earth is divided equally between the two parties.
The old deaf child can accept it, so there is no hesitation.
The old deaf man glanced at the general operation of the young man's water refining technique, and praised: "Master Yin Guan will really be driven to death one day with this technique alone. You can give up your skin and choose."
A river next to Dadu, turn around and become the god of rivers."
Chen Ping'an still closed his eyes and concentrated, refining the three water beads with the same grade as ordinary water elixirs at an extremely fast speed. It was like rain came after a long drought in the water house. The boys in green were busy repairing the water-character seal.
The imperfections of the objects add color to the water palace murals that have almost been reduced to line drawings, and the small ponds that have dried up and bottomed out are also replenished by streams of living water from the source.
Chen Ping'an was slightly distracted and said: "I advise senior not to go to Haoran Tianxia."
The old deaf boy asked: "Why?"
Chen Pingan remained silent.
The white-haired boy appeared on the shoulder of the god and sneered: "Old deaf boy, you are so good at praising others, you will definitely be cut into eight pieces and minced into pulp."
Then the white-haired boy sneered again: "You young man is not smart enough. The old deaf boy deliberately chose some water drops with thin spiritual energy, knowing that you would ask for them. Above the sea of clouds, water drops kept emerging,
The old deaf man must have deliberately missed the group of beads that have the most abundant water transport. How could such a little fool become a hidden official? He is a thousand miles worse than Xiao Xun. No wonder the Great Wall of Sword Qi cannot be defended."
Chen Ping's arrangement turned a deaf ear.
The old deaf boy was even more indifferent and didn't explain anything.
Anyway, once the demon incarnates takes advantage of it and touches the heart of the young hermit official, the old deaf man will not stand idly by.
The alien demon of unknown origin was moody, furious, and said angrily: "The Confucian disciples in the vast world are so treacherous, and they deserve to be plundered by the monsters in the wild world, so they can change their customs!"
Chen Ping'an took out some water beads from the sword-raising gourd and refined them one by one into water transport for his own water house.
A dignified Qi practitioner in the fifth realm is only one step away from becoming a god in the fifth realm. In the end, he is more powerful than a monk in the third realm.
The white-haired boy seemed to be aware of the young Yinguan's state of mind, and jumped to his feet and cursed: "You are a shameless thing. How can a lower-level monk who is not as good as an ant have the face to be satisfied?!"
The next moment, the boy suddenly fell silent, sat cross-legged again, and said slowly: "The boy named Chen has a perfect Taoist heart and is a material that can be made. I have five superior Taoist methods that can directly lead to the upper five realms. The most...
Xuan Miao, you have the foundation of the Five Elements. Learning it is the best way to get twice the result with half the effort. Do you want to learn it? I can swear that as long as you nod and agree, there will be no hidden dangers. If you don’t believe me, you can ask the old deaf man. I guarantee that you can rise to the top very quickly.
Yu Pu Realm, do you want to do this business without capital?!"
Chen Pingan opened his eyes and asked with a smile: "Compared with you and Lu Chen, who do you think has higher Taoism?"
The white-haired boy laughed loudly, and in an instant, a young Taoist wearing a lotus crown appeared on the god's shoulder, smiling and saying nothing.
Chen Ping'an and the old deaf boy asked: "It's so noisy and no one can restrain it?"
The old deaf boy nodded and said, "Yes."
A sharp sword light arrived in an instant, shattering "Lu Chen" like an ice cube being smashed by a heavy hammer.
The white-haired boy condensed his body very far away, unscathed, but the robe on his body was in tatters. He stopped talking, as if he had made an agreement with the owner of the sword light.
He stared at a place in the distance, then turned into a rainbow light and went to the corpse of a nearby god. He took out his sword and started to "chisel the mountain", using the dagger as an awl and the palm of his hand as a hammer, making a clanging sound.
, there were countless debris and dust flying in the air. Finally, he dug out a golden body fragment the size of a chestnut, crushed it in the palm of his hand, and then smeared it on the robe on his body. The golden light flowed like water, like a living thing, sewing the robe on its own.
Chen Pingan asked in a low voice: "The forging material of Bingga Komaru is actually fragments of the god's golden body?"
There is no written record of the three kinds of military armor pills, including the Shenren Chenglu Armor, as to what kind of natural materials and earthly treasures they are forged from. There is no written record in Haoran Tianxia's various books. Chen Ping'an did not ask Cui Dongshan or Wei Bo before.
.As for the origin of gold and copper coins, it has long been determined. After the Lotus Root Blessed Land became a medium-level blessed land, in addition to fairy coins, it also needed a large amount of gold and copper coins.
The old deaf boy nodded and said: "The process of the military armor pill is complicated, and the fundamental thing is indeed a fragment of the golden body."
The boss Jianxian suddenly appeared next to Chen Pingan.
Only to be shattered by sword light the next moment.
Then the white-haired boy who had just unearthed the second fragment of the golden body rushed towards the entrance of the prison. He only managed to escape halfway before being chopped into pieces by the light of the sword.
Looking around the prison, the sword light came again, and the white-haired boy had no choice but to squat on the steps and continue to mend his robe with the palm-sized fragment of the golden body.
The old deaf boy smiled and said: "After breaking the contract, within ten days, he will have no choice but to stay in prison."
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Isn't it more troublesome for me? Can you trouble that senior sword immortal and change the punishment?"
The old deaf boy said, "As long as you have wine."
Chen Pingan felt a little regretful.
I arrived in a hurry, and there were only two bottles of wine left among the items.
Not willing to give it away.
Especially after seeing the twisting core, I couldn't give away these two bottles of wine.
If you have the constant entanglement of the external demons, you should sharpen your Taoist heart.
Unexpectedly, a strange vision occurred. The boss of the swordsman slowly walked out of the prison, holding the neck of the demon in his hands like a chicken.
No longer as indifferent as facing some sword lights, the white-haired boy shivered and was very afraid in the hands of the boss sword fairy.
However, Chen Ping'an had some doubts about whether the scene in his eyes was a deliberate deception by the demon outside.
However, it soon became clear that the boss swordsman was not an illusion.
Because above Chen Ping'an's heart lake, there is a page that the boss Sword Immortal has casually manifested, which contains many of the Sword Immortal's arrangements.
As soon as Chen Pingan finished reading, the piece of paper disappeared.
As for the retreat of the young genius sword cultivators other than Sword Qi Great Wall Sword Immortal, the boss Jian Xian had already made a decision and made it clear to Chen Pingan directly. Chen Pingan made some slight modifications, and the boss Jian Xian agreed to some but refused to do so.
When Chen Ping'an saw this piece of paper, he became more and more clear about the intention of the boss Jianxian.
It's almost the same as my guess.
The three old swordsmen who carved characters on the city wall, Qi Tingji, rushed to Fuyaozhou alone after the battle. None of the descendants of the Qi family in Taixiang Street could take this old ancestor with them.
When Qi Tingji arrives at Fuyao Continent, he needs to guard that landscape cave for a hundred years. After a hundred years, he can do whatever he wants. If the demon clan captures Fuyao Continent, Qi Tingji cannot surrender to the wild world and dig a hole for himself to hide.
Chen Xihui fought to the death and was reincarnated using the method of military relief. His soul was collected in a natal lamp and taken to the fifth world by other sword cultivators. Although he could know it from birth, he still needs a protector.
As for Dong Sangen, he won’t leave. He will live and die in his hometown.
Nalan burned the reed and died in the world, and the natal lamp was taken to the Qingming world by the guardian. Although after the war was dissolved, there were great obstacles in the path of cultivation in the next life, and the great path was achieved.
It is extremely difficult to live side by side with the previous life, but it is better than dying and disappearing.
The old deaf man himself chose to be attached to the old blind man instead of following the monster army to the vast world and doing hard labor in the Shiwan Mountains.
In fact, the reason is very simple, fear of death.
Many great monks in the Ascension Realm care about their lives to an unbelievable level, and Du Mao of the Tongye Sect is the best example. He can do anything and use any means.
Sect, heirs, disciples, and reputation can all be discarded.
As for Lu Zhi, Chen Ping'an helped pave the way out. In addition to Lu Zhi, Mrs. Blushing Yan, Chun Banzhai Shao Yunyan, they would all go with Lu Zhi.
After contacting the previous arrangements made by the boss Sword Immortal for the young sword cultivators, Chen Pingan finally determined a purpose.
Almost everyone wants to be separated.
From then on, they were literally separated from each other, so their respective cultivations, to a certain extent, were for reunion.
For example, Qi Tingji went to Fuyao Island, but Qi Shou wanted to stay at Daixuan Mountain.
Chen Xi went to the fifth world, but Chen Sanqiu wanted to travel around the vast world.
However, Gao Yehou and his sister Gao Youqing, who followed Chen Xi, became the direct disciples of Duckweed Jianhu Li Cai and went to Beiju Luzhou.
The next war will also be the last war for the Sword Qi Great Wall for thousands of years.
If you're not a sword cultivator, it doesn't matter, just hide. But at the end of the future war, there will inevitably be monsters that slip through the net and head north of the city. Not everyone is guaranteed to survive.
A sword cultivator in the Lower Five Realms. May the dead die. Go up to the top of the city and fight. If you are not good enough, you will still die. But as long as you can survive to the end, you can save your life and your future path.
Sword cultivation in the middle five realms. Those who wish to live will live. Those who cannot die will not be able to die even if they want to.
There are only swordsmen in the upper five realms. Life or death is not up to one's own control, and the boss swordsman has already made arrangements.
The boss sword fairy walked out of the top of the prison steps, threw the white-haired boy in his hand to the ground, and asked: "Are you tired of living?"
The demon incarnation was lying on the ground. Facing the old deaf boy and the young hermit official, the white-haired boy was doing whatever he wanted. At this moment, he could only shake his head and dare not speak.
A figure appeared next to Chen Qingdu, whose true face was obscured by clouds and mist. Only the long sword hanging on his head was clearly visible.
Chen Qingdu said: "If you don't drink, you won't be energetic. If you draw a sword softly, do you think it's embroidery?"
The strange swordsman was being trained without saying a word.
Chen Ping'an and the old deaf boy came to the boss Jianxian.
Chen Qingdu captured the two teenagers into this world. They both fell to the ground and vomited.
Chen Ping'an only knew one of them, a three-level sword cultivator who was unknown in the Sword Qi Great Wall. He was of average origin and had average qualifications. The young man was responsible for distributing Clothes Factory robes and Sword Factory swords on the top of the city, and he was often injured while carrying them on his back.
The sword cultivator left the city.
As for the other young man, Chen Ping'an had no impression at all.
Chen Qingdu said to the old deaf boy and the Sword Immortal: "Take it with you first, and serve the Lord within a hundred years. From now on, it will be whatever you like."
The old deaf boy did not dare to disobey.
The invisible swordsman also made no sound.
For both young men, it was a great blessing.
Chen Qing looked at the demon lying on the ground, "Are you mute when it's time to speak?"
The white-haired boy quickly sat up and said solemnly: "Master Yin Guan should be resentful. Who are you working so hard for? He is making wedding clothes for others instead of the sewing man. Why does such a great blessing fall between two people?"
Chen Qing is so unfair to such a brat, who is worse than a pig and a dog. He is still acting like a shitty Yin Guan. He simply rebelled against the Great Wall of Sword Qi and went to the wild world to plan for a position that is not inferior to that of Yin Guan. This is what a man wants.
for……"
Chen Pingan put his hand on his forehead.
A young man who was about to have an extra Sword Immortal attendant for no apparent reason was very uneasy, while the other young man who was going to be the master of the old deaf child looked calm.
The swordsman took off his sword and gave it to the young man.
The old deaf boy looked at the nominal master with a smile.
Chen Qingdu took Chen Pingan to the prison.
Chen Qingdu said slowly: "If you weren't here, the person talking to you now would be the demon incarnation. Life is a dream after a dream. From the moment you gather your mind to refine the water drop, you will be
Take advantage of the opportunity and come in. Don't believe it? Think you are alert enough to the demon that has transformed into another? Then give it a try."
Chen Ping'an suddenly stopped and used his natal flying sword, the Bird in the Cage.
Then it was as if he suddenly woke up from a dream.
Chen Pingan looked around and found that he was still sitting cross-legged and refining water beads.
The old deaf boy still stood by with a smile.
The green snake and the white-haired boy with the short sword are also sitting cross-legged on the shoulders of the gods.
It's just that the little world of the caged bird doesn't exist.
It is an illusory scene.
Chen Ping'an felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Heaven and earth changed again.
Under the prison, when she first saw the sewing man twisting his core, she still gave him a blessing, but when she raised her head, her eyes were full of narrowness, "Am I a fake? Does she have to be real?"
The next moment, Chen Ping'an and the young man in the water prison were looking at each other. The young man stood up and smiled slightly, "Are you sure that if you kill me, the world will be saved from a disaster?"
In another moment, returning to the sea of clouds, "young Taoist priest Lu Chen" stood on the shoulders of the gods and said with a smile: "Is the Taoist law of a poor Taoist high?"
Without waiting for Chen Ping'an to think about it, he came to the entrance of the prison. The sword immortal, whose true appearance was obscured by the clouds and fog, slowly dispersed, revealing half of his face and said: "Don't you wonder why my image is blurry?"
, is it because of the manifestation of the appearance of the Sword Immortal on the top of the mountain in your heart?"
Scenes and scenes kept appearing around Chen Ping'an, with just a few extra words added.
The old deaf man stood under the stone tablet at Partridge Sky and said slowly: "Master Yin Guan, as a direct descendant of the literary saint, your knowledge seems not high enough."
At the entrance of the prison, the boss swordsman held the white-haired boy's neck in his hand, walked slowly to the top of the steps, and suddenly laughed: "Do you really think Chen Qing has such magical powers? You never thought that deep down in your heart, Lord Yin Guan, respects the boss so much.
Sword Immortal, he just seems to have a bad temper?"
The two young men were captured by the boss Sword Immortal from the Sword Qi Great Wall and brought into Little World. The timid young man among them suddenly smiled and said: "It turns out that the young man in Master Yin Guan's heart should be so dedicated to doing good."
The other young man shook his head and said, "No, no, no matter how young you are, you should have a calm temperament like mine, otherwise you won't live long."
Even if he secretly condensed his mind into mustard seeds and went to Shui Mansion, those green-clothed boys were actually crowding outside the gate of Shui Mansion, all of them had the faces of demons who had transformed from the outside.
Chen Ping'an had an increasingly severe headache.
Shaking and returning to the steps, Chen Ping'an sat down and sacrificed his natal flying sword, Bird in the Cage, but was shocked, hadn't he already sacrificed it before?
Looking up, Chen Qingdu, who was standing at the bottom of the steps, turned around and said, "How?"
Chen Pingan was stunned and speechless.
"Chen Qingdu" smiled and said: "You see through my illusion and you win? Have you ever taken a step in prison? Are you sure you have really been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi? How do you know that everything you do today is just Lu Chen
A dream of Huangliang given to you? Is it possible that you are still in your hometown of Muping Lane? How can you be sure that it is not Haoliang Yuyu who is watching people? Could you be a certain immortal who has entered a dream to watch?"
Chen Pingan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and punched himself hard to knock himself out.
On the steps, the white-haired boy squatted aside and said gloomily: "Opportunism is not the best way to win. This kid is just a little determined. I don't dare to delay his serious business too much."
Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "It has always been Chen Ping'an's strength to solve the immediate troubles first."
The old deaf child praised: "We, Mr. Yinguan, can at least be sure that we are in prison. It is not easy."
The white-haired boy shouted angrily: "I have too many restraints here, otherwise this kid wouldn't even be able to deliver that punch."
He asked tentatively: "Chen Qingdu, if you have the ability, let me enter his dream? If he wakes up, I will call him grandpa!"
Chen Qingdu said: "I have no ability."
So the white-haired boy was very sensible and had to give up the idea.
Because even if Chen Qingdu had no other abilities, he had the ability to completely kill it, the alien demon left behind by the Ascension Realm Sword Immortal.
The sewing man Twisted Core appeared around him. He first bowed respectfully to Chen Qing, and then asked out of curiosity: "Why did the boss swordsman do this?"
Chen Pingan, who was in a coma, seemed to be continuing his dream on his own.
The expression on his face changes, sad, angry, nostalgic, relieved, sad, and happy.
Chen Qingdu frowned.
Chen Ping'an knocked himself unconscious with a punch before, it didn't matter much, he was right.
But now that he was punched awake by an outsider, there was a lot of hidden danger.
The white-haired boy said tremblingly: "It really has nothing to do with me."
Finally, the young man had a sweet sleep and fell into a deep sleep. His breathing was extremely steady, as if he had dreamed a good dream that he didn't want to wake up from.
Chen Qingdu grabbed the white-haired boy's head, lifted it up, and said in a deep voice: "Go and see what's going on."
The demon incarnation muttered, and then Chen Qingdu increased his strength. It suddenly started wailing, and had to disappear in the blink of an eye, going to the young man's dream.
After a while, it left the dream and said helplessly: "It's strange. There's nothing strange about it. It's just a little kid jumping around in the alley with a smile on its face, and then it turns into a snowy little kid.
In the yard, the children who have not grown up much are rejoicing and looking very happy. The two scenes are repeated over and over again, and they are unstoppable. Over and over again, there are only two pictures."
The old deaf child asked tentatively: "Is there anyone else in the picture? Can you transform someone into someone and use words to break through the dream?"
The white-haired boy shook his head and said: "It's difficult. The picture is too blurry. This is a small world. There is a big world separated from the vast world. This boy's hometown seems to be another small world. I am not familiar with this boy's life. How?
Can he do it? If he really wants to do something, it will easily make him fall deeper into it, and then he will be really hard to save."
In an instant, Chen Pingan opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, sweating profusely.
Chen Qing was relieved and asked: "How did you exit the dream?"
Chen Pingan remained silent.
Chen Qingdu shook his head and sighed: "You should know how difficult it will be to reach the upper five realms in the future."
Chen Pingan nodded and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Chen Qingdu looked at the alien demon, who immediately promised: "This kid will be my grandfather from now on, and I promise not to mess around."
Chen Qingdu left with the old deaf boy and Nianxin, and the white-haired boy did not dare to stay for a long time. He was worried that Chen Qingdu, who was in a bad mood, would be angry with him, so in the end only Chen Ping'an was left.
Chen Ping'an laughed after they left.
I had a good dream. At the end of the dream, I saw someone bowing and someone returning the bow at the same time, so the former didn't know.
It was me when I was a teenager, carrying a big basket on my back.
After Mr. Qi bowed to the young man in return, he smiled and said goodbye to his junior brother.
Chen Ping'an didn't remember such a thing. He only knew that he did bow to Mr. Qi to express his gratitude.