Chapter seven hundred and forty seventh candle night tour
Cheng Chaolu and Yao Xiaoyan were cleaning up the stew pot, dishes, and chopsticks. One really liked this kind of chores, and the other was determined to be a good wife and mother at a young age. As for practicing swordsmanship, for the Sword Immortal of the Great Wall of Sword Qi
As far as the embryo is concerned, it is just like eating, drinking and having sex, and no one will slack off. This is similar to the way the scholars in the world want to obtain fame, it is a matter of course.
Chen Pingan stood up and handed the bowl and chopsticks to Cheng Chaolu, then looked up. It was really a cross-continental ferry traveling far away to Tongyezhou. The shape and style of the building boat was ethereal, and the aura surrounding the ferry was like a mural.
There were women in colorful clothes on the boat, their skirts and skirts floating in the sea of clouds. Chen Ping'an took a closer look, and sure enough, on the wall of the ferry, using the method of immortality, there was a flying dragon girl who was the eye-catcher of a mountain expert.
Narcissus and Lightning Mother were all described by women, lifelike. Chen Ping'an gained wisdom at the Cave of Creation and immediately put away his sight. Sure enough, one of the dragon girls in the mural seemed to be aware of the distant prying eyes of outsiders. In an instant,
Her eyes wandered, but she could not follow the clues to find the talisman boat that was far away on the sea. After a moment, she converged her eyes and returned to normal, returning to silence. Only the ribbon was still swaying, dragging for hundreds of feet.
outside.
Chen Ping'an held up his bamboo hat, then stretched out his hand to rub his chin. The extremely clever landscape formation of the ferry boat can help the ferry boat avoid being too bumpy during the long voyage, through places with thin spiritual energy, or through thunder, lightning, clouds and rain.
It looks good, looks very fairy-like, and is also very practical. It can naturally defeat the clouds, rain, thunder and lightning.
Does the ferry belong to a certain sect with a majority of female monks? Otherwise, gods like Rain Master Lei Junyunbo should be painted on the wall with just a few strokes, and the effect will only be better.
It stands to reason that the Yulong Sect has long since been reduced to ruins and all the monks have died. Could it be that the owner of the Shuijing Palace in Xuanxuan Mountain, Yun Zhuan, did not take root in the Three Continents and just set up his own branch and spread his branches? Instead, he brought it with him
After that group of monks returned to the sect, they began to rebuild the Yulong Sect. Did Yunqing get this ferry by chance, or did he buy it with someone else? Or is it that this ferry comes from Nanbosuo Continent, or the more distant Fuyao?
Continent, so why did he pass by here on the way? Chen Pingan quickly thought in his heart, and the sects and immortal families in the two continents were shaken. In fact, Chen Pingan was no stranger to the cross-continent ferries between the two continents. In his early years, he fought face to face at Chunbanzhai.
There are many ferry stewards to deal with.
Chen Ping'an was a little hesitant to drive the talisman boat close to the cross-continental ferry that was not too fast. The main reason was that he was worried that Jianqi Great Wall, a group of inexperienced children, would have an accident on the ferry and quarrel with the immortal masters.
After the dispute broke out, Chen Ping'an was not afraid of causing trouble, but he was afraid that... he would not be able to hold back anyone who was neither a minor nor a serious one.
A pure martial artist who is at the pinnacle of the Nine Realms and the bottleneck of the mountain can accidentally lose control of his hand. In the final analysis, naturally he still cannot control his heart.
Chen Pingan can let a demon monk who came to the city to provoke him to return to his hometown in the south safely, just because the other party has no hatred against Haoran Tianxia. Whether it comes to the city to have fun or to die, Chen Pingan just used it to relieve his boredom, but now he has
You may not be able to hear a few bad words from "hometown people", and you may not be able to withstand one or two bad things done by "hometown people".
He Gu saw that Master Cao was in a daze and asked, "What are you thinking about? You can't take your eyes away when you see a beautiful woman, and you're out of your mind?"
Yu Xie added, "If I were older, I would probably be moved. It's human nature. No wonder Master Cao looked at her a few more times. Anyway, he didn't look at her in vain, and he didn't touch the sister with his hands."
Chen Ping'an laughed and said, "There are thousands of beautiful women, but they all look like bones."
The little girl Nalan Yudou actually took out a pen and paper on the spot, took a breath, and wrote down this sentence on the paper. Then with a flick of her wrist, everything disappeared.
Chen Ping'an was a little surprised that she was still a well-off girl? She had a lot of money at her disposal?
The Nalan Jade Certificate. The surname is Nalan. It verified a small guess in his heart. Chen Ping'an couldn't help but his thoughts were far away in an instant. The thing that can make time unbridled is probably the thought in his heart.
The female monk from the Immortal Realm who came in the form of a rainbow was probably responsible for patrolling the Yulong Sect's sea area. Chen Ping'an actually only saw the sachet ornament with glowing sunlight on her waist, and she was dressed in red and yellow.
The weather was like the morning glow, and he had already guessed her identity. She came from Liuxia Continent, and she was the owner of the Pine Mist Blessed Land, the female fairy Congqian. She was good at refining all kinds of clouds in the world, and she was of the same lineage as Paidi Peak in Luzhou, Beiju.
Taixia Yuanjun Li Yu, it is said that both parties are good friends.
Is the world at peace? It seems so.
This is what Cui Chan said before, and this is what Chen Ping'an is thinking at the moment.
Chen Pingan has long been aware of his mental problems and has a habit of thinking too much. He is alone on the top of the city, surrounded by enemies from all directions. Chen Pingan, who has no choice but to carry the burden of being a hidden official, does not think too much. Once he thinks too little,
If you follow the path, you will lose everything with one careless move. In addition to your own personal death and the destruction of the path, it will also affect the general trend of the entire vast world, shifting it a little bit towards the wild world. What's more, as long as he can survive, Chen Ping'an is not willing to die.
There are so many people you want to see scattered around the world, waiting for you to meet them one by one.
Chen Pingan asked, "Do you want to take the intercontinental ferry?"
The nine children, except for three who didn't like to talk very much from beginning to end, He Xiangting, Yu Qingzhang, and Sun Chunwang, the rest were all very excited and wanted to see things, without considering Master Yinguan's pocket at all.
Chen Pingan reminded: "Except for the two points mentioned before, when you get on the ferry, remember to hide your identity as a swordsman. Anyway, as long as you don't take the initiative to cause trouble, there is nothing to worry about. If you want to practice swordsmanship, just practice swordsmanship in the house.
If you want to enjoy the scenery, you can go out and enjoy the scenery, there are no taboos.”
Chen Pingan drove the talisman boat and shot towards the cross-continent ferry. As fast as lightning, it swept over a hundred miles in an instant and caught up with the ferry with floating ribbons. The two ferries, large and small, were more than a hundred feet apart.
, Chen Pingan said loudly in the elegant language of the Middle-earth Divine Continent, "Can you let us board the ship?"
There was no response from the cross-continental ferry. The few mountain masters who went out to enjoy the scenery quickly returned to their residences without the need for the ferry to make a sound.
Then, around the railings of the ferry, water mist rose more than ten feet high. When the mist dissipated, long swords with talismans emerged. They were made of green bamboo, green and crystal clear, and the swords were all inscribed with edicts and had many veins.
One talisman and one talisman can kill monsters. The key is that the material of thousands of talisman swords is the green bamboo produced in Zhuhai Cave. It contains Taoist meaning and can naturally defeat the ghosts of mountains, rivers and lakes. Although it is not the ten ancestors of Qingshen Mountain,
It is a recent branch of bamboo, but such a quantity of green bamboo talisman swords must be extremely expensive. It is definitely not something that any cross-continental ferry can buy and then refine into such a rare talisman sword. Moreover, Zhuhai Cave Sky has rarely sold green bamboo to outsiders.
The green bamboos that grow in the mountains decay year after year, and the bamboo flowers bloom and turn into green mud, but they never make money from it.
Then there is only one possibility left. The lady of Qingshenshan, who has never left the cave and never appeared in the vast world, took the initiative to sell the massive green bamboos in the Zhuhai Cave at a low price, and may even directly give them to the Chinese Confucian Temple.
So if you have a chance in the future, you must visit Zhuhai Cave.
A cross-continental ferry is filled with sword energy, and the heaven and earth are filled with chills.
In those days, the cross-continental ferries going to Daoxuan Mountain were mostly managed by Nascent Soul Immortals who were not weak in killing skills. There were even monks from the upper five realms who would hide or appear to help escort the goods, just in case.
The painted women on the outer walls of the ferry appeared one by one, with graceful figures, ranging from three to four feet tall. Each held a talisman sword made of green bamboo with a higher level of refining. The tip of the sword pointed at the middle of the talisman dressed as a martial artist.
A young man, wearing a bamboo hat and a green shirt, with a narrow knife hanging from his waist tied to a wine pot.
On the other side of the cross-continental ferry, the ferry monks and most of the passengers were looking at the talisman boat that had emerged from the sky. The group of children didn't see much, and more attention fell on the man.
Chen Ping'an raised his hand and said with a smile, "I can let the green bamboo talisman sword cut my palm to verify my identity before boarding the ship."
He Gu sighed and said, "You're not domineering at all."
Yu Xie nodded and said, "You're very cowardly."
A ferry steward wearing a dark robe stood at the bow of the boat, holding a pair of iron maces. He had a big beard but a small face. He was a bit angry, but his words were heroic and concise. He said three words, "Get away."
point."
Chen Pingan raised his hand high, held a Grain Rain coin between his fingers, and returned it with three words: "Not short of money!"
The steward said, "One sword to the palm of the hand, one sword to the center of the eyebrow. Are you happy with it?"
Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It doesn't matter. I just ask the ferry boat to be careful with the force and don't expose it."
Chen Ping'an added with a smile, "I would rather kill someone by mistake than release it. It would hurt the moral integrity. We are all serious genealogy masters, so don't imitate Shanze Yexiu."
The painted dragon girl seemed to have received the inner voice of the ferry steward, and she actually handed out two swords. The sword light suddenly cut through the night, and then suddenly converged. After sheathing the sword, she lowered her head and looked down. On the tip of the sword, there were two grains of blood condensed.
The beads formed, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the two drops of blood from the palm of the man's palm and eyebrow shattered with a bang, and a woman in a colorful dress with a narcissus appearance and an earthly aura condensed the blood again with a secret technique, apparently not noticing anything strange.
Holding the bamboo sword upside down with the dragon girl, maybe this can be regarded as a sign of friendship with the man in the bamboo hat. After all, the other party's move was extremely sincere. Giving the blood to the refiner for verification of identity was not just handing over a sworn document.
simple.
Chen Ping'an waved and took two pieces of blood into his palm.
The steward looked a little pleasant and asked, "Where did you come from?"
Chen Pingan chose to answer from the bottom of his heart, "I learned that Senior Congqian of Liuxia Continent has boundless Taoism and has killed all the evil demons. The territory of Yulong Sect can be said to be peaceful and there are no hidden dangers, so I will take the juniors of the sect with me."
We went on a long trip to the sea and visited Luhua Island to see if we could meet any opportunities along the way. As for my master, I didn’t mention it. I went to the fifth world and there were not many left.
He’s an old man.”
The steward's heart tightened, what a good guy, he turned out to be a Nascent Soul cultivator pretending to be a pure martial artist! He was most likely the Tong Yezhou cultivator. Either he was a military cultivator or... a swordsman cultivator. Otherwise, his physique wouldn't be like this.
Tough as a martial arts master.
The other party's voice was extremely clear. It was obviously restricted by the landscape on the two floors of the ferry and had little impact on his cultivation. If it were a golden elixir earthly immortal, it would not be difficult for him to hear his heartfelt words to the ferry, but the voice would not be difficult.
It's definitely not that clear.
Chen Ping'an lightly patted the green shirt with his palm, and the robe rippled, bursting into bursts of green mist. He took the initiative to break some of the blinders, revealing that the bamboo silk texture of the robe on his body came from Qingshen Mountain.
When Liu Youzhou took the Osmanthus Island to Monument Prefecture, the young man was wearing a bamboo silk garment.
This type of robe is also known as a "cool place" and a "summer resort".
In particular, Qi practitioners who practice the two methods of wood and water are as fond of the bamboo robes of Qingshen Mountain as the monks in the world pursue those things that are just a few inches away.
No demon monk would wear Qingshenshan bamboo clothes.
Unless it is a great Immortal Realm monster with profound Taoism, but with the hanging mirror in the sky, the demon monks of the upper five realms, especially the Immortal Realm, cannot even think of hiding their aura once they leave the bottom of the sea.
The large mirror hangs high and is a legendary makeup mirror.
If the Ascension Realm Great Demon is better at hiding his aura, this "Colorful Clothes" ferry will admit that it is unlucky and will admit defeat. It will be nothing more than a death in a fight, but once the Great Demon leaks its traces, it will definitely die.
The monks stationed at the old site of Yulong Sect help to take revenge.
In addition to Liuxiazhou Immortal Cong Qian, Jinjiazhou female Sword Immortal Song Pin, there is also an Ascension Realm from the Middle-earth Divine Continent who personally guards the boundary of Jiaolonggou.
The steward clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, please get on board."
Chen Pingan clasped his fists in return and said with a smile, "The wind is strong on the mountain, so be careful and you will have a stable ship."
If Chen Ping'an had shown himself in green and bamboo clothes first, he probably wouldn't have even thought of boarding the ship tonight.
This is the human heart. The manager smiled.
He's quite the talker.
Chen Pingan and Ferry asked for three rooms, one for Chen Pingan, and one for the little girl and one for the boy.
Chen Ping'an only had one request, that the houses must be adjacent, and the immortal money was easy to negotiate, so he could make any price. As for whether Caiyi Ferry needed to discuss with the guests to free up one or two rooms, Chen Ping'an could just add more money to make up for the immortal masters, but he couldn't
As for letting the immortal masters move in vain, it is difficult to teach the ferryman how to be a human being.
There are the most people named Qian in the world.
Things went very smoothly. First of all, the fairy money on the mountain is now more and more valuable, and Caiyi Ferry also seems to be making concessions. Those who do business on the mountain should be careful about sailing the boat for ten thousand years. Of course it is true, but "
The phrase "It's windy on the mountain" is even more true.
Chen Ping'an used his two fingers to hold the sword technique, and at the same time, he used the five elements' gold natal objects to help draw a golden sword pool around both rooms.
To prevent the children's casual conversations from being unknowingly spied upon by busybodies on the ferry who are full and supported by their magic skills.
Chen Ping'an originally wanted to twist out a few more talismans and post them on the windows and doors, but after thinking about it, he decided not to make the children too cautious.
This ferry stops at the Xianjia Ferry at the southernmost tip of Tongyezhou, which is not too far from Jade Guizong.
Chen Ping'an went back to his house, ordered a pot of Caiyi Ferry's unique Xianjia wine, drank half of the pot, dipped his fingers in the wine, and wrote a line of words on the table, "He Qing Hai Yan, Shi He Sui Feng."
The last time I went to Tongyezhou, the cross-continental ferry was a treasure-eating whale with several secret places.
Now the upside-down mountain is gone, and Lutai’s whereabouts are unknown now.
At the Great Wall of Sword Qi, if Lu Tai showed up as "Liu Cai", it would make Chen Pingan's mood worse. But now that he has returned home, Chen Pingan will not be so afraid.
Chen Ping'an habitually posted a talisman to remove dirt at the window and started to walk around, trying to get familiar with the great ways of this world as soon as possible.
This is the sequelae of the Great Wall of Hedao Sword Qi. In the wild world, it would be overwhelmed, and in the vast world, the same is true.
For a pure martial artist, it is a great blessing. Not to mention walking around or sparring with others, even every breath is a boxing practice.
But for those who practice Taoism, the situation is more embarrassing. If Chen Ping'an didn't have the foundation of a martial artist, he would probably be lying on the ground by now based on his identity as a swordsman. However, as long as he is familiar with the operation of the Tao in the world, the impact will be
He is getting smaller and smaller, but once he fights for his life, there will still be many surprises. In short, Chen Pingan is now equal to half a demon monk, and he is in the small world of saints in the vast world.
Chen Pingan closed his eyes, as if sleeping but not sleeping, and walked slowly. Over the years of guarding the Great Wall of Jianqi, he relied on water to sharpen his kung fu and practiced boxing for more than three million times.
I plan to practice another 500,000 punches before returning to Luopo Mountain.
So I never dared to think twice about practicing boxing for tens of millions of dollars, but there is still great hope.
No one in the two groups of children in the two rooms on the left and right went out for the time being, so Chen Pingan continued to walk around peacefully.
At dawn, the Caiyi ferry was slowly hovering. It was said that it was passing by the largest pearl quarry on Luhua Island, and it would stay for an hour to buy various pearls with the monks on Luhua Island.
As long as the ferry passengers hold a green bamboo talisman sword, they can use the wind to go to the temporary fairy ferry at the pearl quarry. However, there will be someone on the ferry to lead the team. No one is allowed to leave without permission and travel alone, otherwise they will not be able to board again.
Since I like to wander around, I might as well go to Tongye Island alone.
Chen Pingan walked out of the house and went to the bow of the ship, but he had no intention of going to the pearl quarry. He just stood on the bow of the ship, wanting to listen to the monks chatting.
He previously wanted to buy a few copies of Shanshui Di newspaper, and the reply from the ferry was very clear and concise, no. If the money is not too much, the ferry steward is good at writing in small regular script with hairpin flowers, and he can write him a temporary copy. It is not expensive.
Just a fairy coin, Guyu coin.
This is obviously bullying a Tongyezhou monk.
The reputation of monks in Haoran Jiuzhou and Tongyezhou has probably been ruined.
Instead of spending fairy money on the pearl quarry, there is a pleasant mountain thing to do on the Caiyi Ferry.
The hovering position of the ferry is very particular. Deep below, there is a place where the water in the sea passes. There are fish in the sweet water where you can fish. If you are lucky, you can also meet some rare water creatures.
But if you want to enjoy this fisherman's fun, you have to pay extra and rent a green bamboo fishing rod secretly made by the Xian family with the ferry, a small summer coin, and half an hour.
Chen Ping'an saw that there were already two or three fishermen beside the boat rail, so he spent a small amount of summer money to follow the same example. He sat on the railing and threw a pole into the sea with a very long fishing line and a small porcelain jar of bait. Finally, he didn't have to spend any money.
, otherwise the ferry business would be too sinister.
Chen Pingan sighed. In the past, Cui Dongshan often talked nonsense around him, saying that the black and white words on the paper had profound meanings, and every word was a shadow.
So many years have passed, and until now, Chen Ping'an has not figured out the reason. He just feels that this statement does have profound meaning.
Chen Pingan raised his head and looked towards the night, where the wind and snow were getting heavier.
The sky does not know how many millions of miles the earth has gone. The sun and the moon hang in the sky, and the earth does not know how many millions of miles it has gone.
Chen Ping'an suddenly wanted to go to Tianmu to have a look. He could ride the wind and sword, or ride a talisman boat and ferry.
But when he thought that those children were still on the boat, Chen Pingan temporarily gave up the idea.
While he was fishing, Chen Ping'an was more concerned about the monks' conversations, but there was nothing interesting about them. They were all trivial matters and did not involve the world situation.
Chen Pingan's biggest worry now is that he is in his fourth dream.
Don't use the white paper method.
The biggest mystery of the white paper blessed land carefully created by the novelist is that the sentient beings in the blessed land, although they are white paper puppets, are really alive and can think and act according to the complicated context.
They are no different from real people. The only difference is that even if they are monks, they have no awareness of the passage of time.
So of course Chen Ping'an would be worried that from the first step he took out of Luhua Island's Cave of Creation, the people he saw after that were all blank sheets of paper, or even simply transformed by one person, and the sights he saw were all the legendary blindness.
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The world is vast, and when you are in it, you are like a good drinker. After drinking, you are half drunk. You are neither drunk to death nor really sober. Then there seems to be someone beside you, laughing and asking you if you are drunk and if you can drink again.
...how not to make people feel lost.
Senior brother Cui Chan can do this kind of thing, not to mention the great Li national master of Haoran Sanjinxiu, he can also do it.
What Cui Zhang and Cui Dongshan are best at is to collect their thoughts. Once their thoughts are dispersed, they turn into tens of millions. Once their thoughts are collected, they chat about a few. Chen Ping'an is afraid that everyone around him will suddenly become one person at a certain moment.
, he turned into a Confucian scholar in blue shirt with snow-white temples, he recognized his senior brother, he couldn't beat him, he didn't dare to scold him, and even a few slanderous words had to be seen through. Is it surprising or annoying?
A monk laughed loudly, suddenly raised his pole, and successfully caught a sweet fish. It was said to be a fish, but it actually looked like a big red turtle. It was the size of a basin, with four eyes and six legs, and there were bright pearls on its feet. The man peeled it off
Six beads, and then threw the sweet fish back into the sea. Soon a female monk wearing a Xiangshui skirt went to buy beads. The monk got a small summer coin, smiled brightly, and high-fived his friend beside him. The friend said
Good luck, this trip to Tongyezhou will definitely bring you unexpected surprises.
Chen Ping'an gained nothing and didn't care at all. His luck was so good that he felt a little guilty.
Another person caught an even older sweet carp, and this time the ferrywoman in Caiyi simply bought the whole fish with the man, spending three small sums of money.
Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked around. He saw the ferry steward standing not far behind him. He was wearing a high hat and a mysterious dress, which looked very ancient.
The steward introduced himself, "Huang Lin, the second enshrinement in Wusunlan."
Chen Ping'an asked in confusion, "Jinjiazhou Sect Wusunlan? When did a man worship him?"
The more than ten kinds of fairy colored paper stationery produced in Wusunlan have long been famous and rich among the fairy houses and wealthy families in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. Especially the spring tree paper and the group flower paper were sold even in the early years.
It's similar to the "dragon girl's fairy clothes and Xiangshui skirt, and the pearls on her palms that make the moon shine". As long as one thing can become a female immortal master and be the favorite of a wealthy lady, there is no need to worry about not making money. And a man, if he sees a piece of money, he will not be able to make money.
If you have a big millstone, you will probably spend a lot of money on the woman you like. There seems to be a shortage of such exquisite and cute objects in my family's Luo Mountain.
Huang Lin said, "Too many people died."
Chen Pingan was stunned for a moment, then turned around and clasped his fists.
Huang Lin suddenly laughed and said, "A Qi practitioner who dares to take nine children on a long voyage to the sea is afraid of death. I previously blocked fellow Taoists from boarding the ship, which offended me a lot. My duty lies with Haihan. I will pay for it myself later."
I asked someone to send a few bottles of wine to fellow Taoist monks as an apology."
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Zhu Dao has a friendly demeanor."
Huang Lin laughed it off and left.
When the time came, Chen Pingan returned the fishing rod, returned to the house, and continued walking.
Half a month later, there was a lot of noise everywhere on the ferry. Chen Pingan opened the window and found that he had encountered a mirage.
It seems that there is a big mirage on the bottom of the sea. It exhales and forms a large continuous line of fairy palaces. They stand in the sea of clouds one by one, with different heights and sparkling golden light. It seems like an ancient fairyland, with fairy houses everywhere. The fairy houses are connected in series.
On the road between the clouds in the palace attic, there is an endless stream of carriages and horses, both men and women of ancient appearance. Most of the drivers are burly armored golden men. There is also one of the most majestic palaces, with dozens of yellow cranes hovering above it.
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Chen Ping'an lamented for no reason, people say that divine objects become more spiritual as they age.
Ordinary mirages are mostly unobstructed illusions, but this mirage is obviously not the case. The aura is flowing, and the illusion is close to the truth. Caiyi Ferry seems to have encountered this mirage and chose to take a detour without hesitation.
After trying to circumnavigate for more than a hundred miles, the mirage scene kept blocking the way. There was an Earth Immortal monk who didn't know the importance of the pros and cons and wanted to find out. However, the steward Huang Lin dissuaded him from coming down, saying that this dying mirage was extremely hidden, even that
Immortal Cong Qian has been searching for it for several months, but has never found a trace. Moreover, this monster is now in the state of "Tao San", similar to the soul of a Jade Pu Realm monk who has been unable to suppress his Tao Qi leaking out.
Deeply trapped in the sea market, ordinary barrier-breaking talismans are completely useless, and what the big monster did today is very likely to show its viciousness. It wants to choose to fight to the death with the ferry before the avenue disappears.
The painted women on the outer wall of the ferry appeared one by one, and the green bamboo sword array was activated. The flying swords were like rain, breaking through the mist and mist that the big mirages had manifested, like a pocket sword boat.
In front of the ferry, a palace with vast clouds appeared out of thin air, and a white rainbow hung there.
This caused Huang Lin's expression to change drastically. The white rainbow in the world may not be so weird, but the white rainbow here has military power.
That big mirage really wanted to stop hiding its whereabouts, and finally went on a killing spree.
I just don't know if my ferry can support the immortal Congqian's rescue.
Chen Ping'an frowned slightly and followed the sages' method of deciphering characters. The character Hong was interpreted as a two-headed dragon, so the character "worm" was added next to it.
Chen Ping'an looked at it intently, and saw that the white rainbow really had two parts, the male and the female. The ancients regarded the rainbow as the obscene energy of heaven and earth, just like the toad in the ancient moon palace, which is the essence of the moon.
Huang Lin stood at the bow of the ship, and a hundred-foot-tall Confucian-clad Dharma appeared. Huang Lin's real body used his fingers as a knife to cut the palm of his hand, and used his own blood as the elixir material of the talisman. When Huang Lin wrote on his palm, the Dharma was high.
With one hand, a golden talisman appeared in the palm of his hand. Huang Lin calmly concentrated his energy to write the characters while saying loudly, "The Immortal Officials Edict Six Ding, Call upon the Water Minister Jiao Mirage."
In the palm of the hand of the Baizhang Dharma Sign, there are ten large characters on the talisman that say Dharma Sui. Golden light flows, reflecting in all directions. The mist and mist are like being illuminated by the sun, and a large area with a radius of several miles is like a large area of snow melting in an instant.
Huang Lin cut the palm of his hand again and said in a deep voice, "Hold the Emperor's destiny for a long time, and the water objects will be imprisoned!" There were layers of halos around the palm of the Dharma Prime Minister's hand, and the golden light suddenly bloomed, and a heavy rain fell, more like a big pot.
Boiling water fell into the wind and snow.
In the midst of the mirage, a small city suddenly collapsed, and a huge figure secretly lurking beneath it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
A passenger traveling across continents turned out to be a hidden golden elixir bottleneck sword cultivator. He laughed and said, "Help fellow Daoist Huang to slay demons!"
It's just that this sword cultivator's sword practice method is quite weird. He was actually on a viewing platform, stepping on the Gang Steps with his feet, making sword skills with both hands, and then he exhaled gently and spit out a gleaming light from his mouth.
The Jianwan was castrated very quickly. After leaving the ferry for a hundred feet, the Jianwan, which was originally no more than three inches long, suddenly turned into a huge black sword engraved with the ink scroll of the Immortal Family, and the golden elixir sword cultivator was still stepping forward.
The fight continued, and finally a Beidou talisman formed under his feet, and a herring floated out of the water. The swordsman stepped on the back of the herring, and when the sword formula was finalized, he muttered something, "The mountain man is coming up from the fish sky.
The wise value the guesses of fools. The electric sword in the hand strikes the heaven, and cuts the long whale straight into the sea."
The flying sword that was destined to go to Gongque and Baihong, the sword was shining brightly, dragging out a god general wearing golden armor, holding a black giant sword, the electric light intertwined, one god and one flying sword, slashed straight away, trying to kill that
The white rainbow and the mirage were cut open together.
After one blow, the sound was like thunder, winds and clouds were surging, and the air was so violent that even the ferry shook and swayed.
The golden elixir sword cultivator spat out a mouthful of blood, stretched out his hand to hold the railing, and quickly collected the flying sword with his mind. Unexpectedly, a miasma that covered the sky and sun rushed out crazily, wrapping up the natal flying sword, and it was like a world between heaven and earth, disconnecting it.
After realizing the connection between the sword cultivator and his natal creature, the sword cultivator's face turned pale and colorless, and his heart was trembling. Huang Lin immediately used his magical power to help the sword cultivator find the missing flying sword.
Chen Ping'an had already gently increased the strength on his feet, making the two adjacent houses stable and unaffected by the qi machine.
However, unlike the other monks on the ferry, Chen Ping'an did not look for the huge figure that was hiding his eyes, but stared directly at the canopy in the southeast corner of the sea city.
Chen Pingan raised his left hand and circulated the water seal. Five thunders gathered in his palm. Chen Pingan did not directly use this complete thunder method, but chose one of the water method and sky thunder. The main role was Lei Zhiyu to suppress everything.
They are the descendants of water, such as giant dragons, poisonous snakes, and evil mirages. They move clouds, spread rain, stir up wind and waves, and are responsible for controlling water mansions.
Chen Ping'an suddenly twisted his wrist, and the water thunder condensed into the size of a bead moved extremely quickly. It was even better than the flying sword of the golden elixir bottleneck earth immortal, so that no monk on the Caiyi ferry noticed this.
It was a bit strange, so when the water mine went from being invisible, to a straight line, to rumbling, it was like thunder shaking from the sky, causing a catastrophe. Everyone on the ferry mistakenly thought it was the magical power of Huang Lin, the man in charge.
At the same time, Chen Ping'an made another thunderbolt with his left hand, and condensed his energy into a sword with his right hand, forming a "Rainbow Cutting Talisman".
Previously, the mine hit the hiding place of the big mirage. No serious injury was expected, it was just a door-knocking gesture.
But then, the rainbow-cutting talisman, which was first used as a courtesy and then as a soldier, became astonishingly powerful. The golden elixir sword cultivator who had previously fought with his full strength only made the white rainbow hanging above the palace palace sway.
The rainbow-cutting sword talisman blessed by Ju Tianwei appeared in the world. In the mirage, it was like a slender sword light that broke through the small world out of thin air. With one stroke, it cut off the white rainbow of military energy and the Xianjia Palace.
The minefield exploded and the two objects collapsed on the spot.
No one left.
The thunder game and the sword talisman have been successfully launched.
The sky and earth are clear and bright, the weather is renewed, and there are no more mirages blocking the road.
The great mirage dived into the depths of the ocean floor, causing turbulent waves on the sea surface. It was pulled by the chaotic energy. Even with the landscape formation, the Caiyi ferry was still swaying.
The golden elixir sword cultivator was extremely surprised. He sensed a sword light in a thin cloud and mist, and quickly controlled the natal flying sword with his mind and returned to the acupoint to warm it up.
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, clenched his fist slightly, put away a new sword technique, and gave up his plan to chase the big mirage, because the immortal Cong Qian must have been on the way.
The Jindan Sword Cultivator cupped his fists and said loudly, "Jinjiazhou Sword Cultivator Gao Yunshu, thank you, Senior Sword Immortal, for saving me!"
There was silence and no response.
Gao Yunshu just thought that the swordsman master did not like to be polite and was tired of these red tapes, so he admired him even more.
I thought to myself that the sword immortal who saw the dragon but never saw its tail, since he could ride this Wusunlan ferry, he must be the predecessor of his Jinjiazhou family.
Chen Pingan closed the window and continued to practice boxing in the house.
There was a young female nun on the other side of Caiyi Ferry who brought several bottles of fine Xianjia wine. When she knocked on the door, she looked strange.
She obviously couldn't understand why the worshiper Huang Lin was so polite to this Tongyezhou monk who was greedy for life and afraid of death.
Chen Pingan thanked her without being polite, accepted the drink, and then curiously asked, "May I ask, girl, what is the market price of a bottle of wine?"
Huang Lin, the steward, should have noticed it, but he just didn't reveal it.
The female nun seemed very angry. She forced a smile and asked, "Guest, do you think Caiyi Ferry will buy its own drinks?"
Chen Ping'an placed the few pots of Xianjia wine on the table. They were different from the wine he bought earlier. These pots had Wusunlan's secret color stickers on them. If they were torn off and resold to others, they would probably be worth more than the wine itself.
Chen Pingan finished walking, his steps were very light, and his punches were very slow. A day and night had passed unknowingly. After Chen Pingan opened his eyes, he spoke to the two groups of children in his heart, and then went to open the door. Soon nine children came out. People came to this room one after another.
Yu Qingzhang held the book in his hand.
He Xiangting and Yu Qingzhang stand side by side.
King Sun Chun seems to be relatively unsociable, and he stands a little far away from everyone else.
These three children have not said a word to Chen Ping'an so far, and they are silent in private.
Chen Ping'an could roughly guess some of the reasons, but he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.
A Great Wall of Sword Qi, not everyone has a good impression of Yin Guan, and everyone has their own reasons.
Chen Ping'an said, "You each have your own swordsmanship inheritance. I am only a guardian in name, and I have no master-disciple status. However, I have read many swordsmanship secrets in the summer palace and can help you check for and fill in the gaps, so you can practice in the future." If you have any questions about the sword, you can ask me."
From the corner of his eye, Chen Pingan noticed that two of the children had a gloomy look on their face when they heard these words, especially the phrase "summer palace". Chen Pingan also pretended not to know and pretended not to notice.
He Gu asked in a low voice, "Master Cao, when we passed by the mirage earlier, was that the extremely sharp sword light? Is that right?"
He Gu is the tallest, and he has a well-trained dagger "Dushu" on his waist. It should not be forged by a sword workshop, but passed down from family or master. And why does the person who passed down this sword to Gu? The resentment in the world is definitely not small.
It's rare for Yu Xiehui to say anything nice, "It's thrilling and soul-stirring."
Chen Pingan said bluntly, "No."
It's both the ink urn and the divine general's, so I don't dare to admit it.
Yao Xiaoyan felt a little regretful.
Chen Ping'an said, "When you arrive at Tongyezhou, after landing, if there is an accident that I think will be more difficult, you must enter Xiaodongtian immediately without any hesitation."
Cheng Chaolu suddenly asked timidly, "Can I learn boxing from Master Cao? I promise I won't delay my sword practice!"
Bai Xuan, who put his hands behind his back, rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice, "What a puppy. Whatever Master Cao knows, just follow him and learn from him."
When this child was in the White Jade Hairpin Xiaodongtian, he liked to call himself Xiaoyinguan.
Hidden official Chen Ping'an. Small hidden official Chen Li. Then he has to be a small hidden official.
However, after coming out and meeting Zhen Yinguan, Bai Xuan did not mention this matter.
Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded at the fat little Cheng Chaolu, "Of course you can. The principles of boxing and swordsmanship are the same. Of course, there are boundaries between practicing boxing and practicing swordsmanship, but they are not the kind where mountains and distant mountains never meet.
It’s the relationship between mountains and distant waters. As long as the two are understood, it will be a good pattern in which mountains and rivers are interdependent. On the contrary, they can benefit each other and strengthen their skin and soul."
At this point, Chen Ping'an stopped talking and said to the others, "Just go back and practice swordplay. If you want to hear some gossip about boxing, you can stay."
In the end, only Cheng Chaolu remained.
Chen Ping'an asked the fat man to sit down and lit a lamp on the table. Cheng Chaolu whispered, "Master Cao, actually He Xiangting wants to practice boxing more than me, but he can't save face..."
Chen Ping'an waved his hand to prevent Cheng Chaolu from saying more about the matter, and continued what he had said before, "Punching to the heaven and earth means going outward, while Wenyang Fist with intention in the body means going inward. Both are indispensable."
A little girl walked in a hurry, then came back and knocked softly. Cheng Chaolu hurriedly ran to open the door. It was the Nalan Jade Certificate. She elbowed the little fat man away and let her close the door. Then she sat down and sat aside.
He took out the pen and paper again, sat upright, and indicated with his eyes that Mr. Yin Guan could continue talking. Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Sq.-inch items are very precious, so it's best to keep them with you."
The little girl immediately copied it on paper.
Chen Ping'an was helpless and ignored her, saying, "If you practice boxing and only train your muscles, bones, flesh and blood, and don't train your mind to warm up your body, you will only cut off a person's inferior energy and spirit. The higher the realm, the better."
The heavier the punch, the more the warrior's soul and essence will be hurt every time. It is easy to get to the root of the disease and accumulate hidden dangers. How can you injure the enemy a thousand times and damage yourself eight hundred times for a long time? Especially if you frequently injure the enemy and kill him.
The ferocious boxing technique, once a martial artist fails to master it, is like attracting evil spirits, and it is difficult for gods to save him. He learns boxing to kill people, but in the end he beats himself to death for no apparent reason."
"So in my hometown, there are two sayings: 'Teaching medicine first to disciples, there is no prescription but to teach it personally', and 'A poor man learns martial arts and a rich man practices martial arts, and one person practices martial arts and wastes three generations of wealth'. They are both old sayings that are widely circulated in the mountains and rivers.
, of course it makes sense.”
"Cheng Chaolu, if you really want to learn boxing, there is no problem. However, you have to start with walking and standing, which is relatively boring. If you feel that you are not interested in boxing one day, don't be embarrassed. I worry about being reprimanded by me. Just concentrate on practicing swordsmanship.
That’s it.”
Cheng Chaolu's eyes lit up when he heard this, his face flushed, and he said excitedly, "Master Cao, I will definitely practice boxing well. As long as I have half of Master Cao's boxing ability, I will be satisfied."
Nalan Yudou shook his head and said to himself, "It's difficult."
Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Like..."
The little girl was very smart and immediately followed with one word, "Deng."
The little fat man lamented, "Oh my god."
Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh.
Afterwards, the journey was uneventful and calm. The Caiyi ferry passed from the sea to thousands of water and mountains on the land. However, even if it was overlooked for a long time from the ferry, there was still very little smoke in the world. Only the green mountains were not old, the green water was flowing, and the birds were flying with the white clouds.
detain a guest.
Finally, one night, the ferry landed at the southernmost tip of Tongyezhou, where the Xianjia Ferry, which had been rebuilt from the ruins, was once the boundary of the old Yuzhou of a broken dynasty.
The old country has mountains and rivers, and the city has deep vegetation in spring.
There is an old saying from the sages: If you miss the king but don’t see him, go to Yuzhou.
Chen Pingan sat back to the table from the window and stared blankly at the light on the table.
The common man has no immortality. He has to hold a candle every night for thirty-six thousand days.
There was a knock on the door, and the little girl outside the door was a little excited and said, Master Cao, we are here and can get off the boat.
Chen Ping'an responded, stood up, let the light continue to light up, raised his hand, used magic, and put a bamboo hat on his head.
After opening the door, he took the children and walked off the ferry. Looking back, Huang Lin seemed to be waiting for him to look back, and immediately greeted him with a smile and cupped fists. Chen Pingan turned around and returned the favor with cupped fists.
After walking for a while, Chen Pingan suddenly squatted down, put his hand against the ground, then gently grabbed a handful of soil, put it in his sleeve, and took it back to his hometown.