Chapter seven hundred and seventy-fifth meeting one meeting fourteen
Looking at the silly and cheerful Xiaomi Li, Pei Qian felt a little helpless. Thanks to you, the right guardian of the mountain, otherwise, let alone Chen Lingjun, even a proud student like Cao Qinglang would be in trouble tomorrow.
Zhou Mili said goodbye and ran away to go to her house. When she came back, she brought a large bag of melon seeds and a small bag of dried fish.
Chen Pingan stood by the window, glanced at the sky, then twisted out a lamp-raising talisman and burned it slowly, no different from the previous two talismans. Then he pinched the sword formula with two fingers and silently recited the word "start", and a golden sword energy appeared like
The dragon swims around, and finally connects end to end, drawing a large golden circle in the house, creating a golden thunder pool and a forbidden area for spells. The atmosphere of the talisman array is almost like a small world.
Compared with Pei Qian's previous use of iron rods to draw gourds and gourds on the street, Chen Ping'an's formations were obviously more smooth and in line with Taoism.
An idea immediately popped into Pei Qian's mind: The way of heaven is mysterious.
When I was learning boxing in Zhulou, the old man who taught boxing often said that your qualifications, Pei Qian, were so poor that you were not even as good as your master, and you had no sense at all.
Even when Pei Qian became the world-famous Zheng Qian, he returned to Luopo Mountain and once sparred with the old cook. After Zhu Lian withdrew his fists, he happened to say something similar. Compared with the mountain master, you will always
A little less interesting.
Ning Yao cracked melon seeds and asked, "Is this a sword formation?"
Obviously Ning Yao also feels that this swordsmanship integrated with the formation is not simple.
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I learned it from others, I just added a little bit of my own swordsmanship and boxing skills."
This formation, which has never had a name, originated from student Cui Dongshan. The latter liked to use a flying sword golden spike, a relic of the Sword Immortal, to draw a circle and separate the heaven and the earth. It was very mysterious. Later, in Luopo Mountain, Chen Ping'an hooked up with Liu Jinglong.
, plus Cui Dongshan, Chen Ping'an took out a secret record copied from the summer palace, which has some connection with the thunder pond in Daixuan Mountain. It is just a written record, which is more "ancestral" and involves the Lei Ministry, one government, two academies and three divisions.
In one of the Dou Shuyuan Sword Washing Pools, Chen Pingan asked the two of them to look through the files. Finally, Liu Jinglong and Cui Dongshan worked together to perfect this formation. However, Chen Pingan is still used to adding a bit of his own boxing spirit when using it now.
, and the Eighteen Stops of Sword Qi taught by A Liang.
We are on a ferry, and we are living under someone else's roof after all. It is not appropriate to talk too much about Ascension City and Luolu Mountain.
Li Shilang's previous view of the mountains and rivers was revealed by Chen Ping'an's words. The two parties opened the skylight and spoke frankly. Since the Lord of Entry City was spying on the inn, it was actually a reminder.
It means that in this city, especially on this night boat, as long as the God of this world has the will, there is no unknowable knowledge.
When the next group of people were already inside the formation, Chen Pingan looked at Pei Qian, who immediately understood and reported a number.
Before Chen Ping'an "jumped up" and left Toutiao City, Chen Ping'an spoke from his heart like a riddle to Pei Qian, saying the word "page".
From the moment Chen Ping'an left the inn to find Ning Yao, Pei Qian was already distracted in counting and only waited for the master to ask before giving the number.
Ning Yao was a little confused.
Chen Pingan explained with a smile: "I'm afraid of being plotted and being kept in the dark without realizing it. If I'm not careful, my trip to Luzhou in Beiju will be delayed too much."
Chen Pingan put his fingers together, flicked his wrist, and took out another half-burned lamp talisman from the flying sword cage in the small world of his body. This was the same as the Qingniu Taoist Priest and the Qiu-bearded Guest, who were on the ferry.
There is no other cave. I lit a lamp. In the small world, there was a big difference from the lamp-lifting talisman hovering in the window. Finally, Chen Ping'an discovered a deeply hidden truth. He sneered: "There is indeed someone secretly hiding on this side of the ferry."
To control the speed of the passage of time, and if you want to remain unnoticed, just come to a place in the mountains for a thousand years. It is definitely not Li Juro from Toutiao City, it is most likely the ship owner."
Cui Dongshan's secrets can make the Taoist monks living in prison live like years, so naturally they can also teach the people in the situation what it means to truly live in peace.
Pei Qian felt a little numb after hearing this.
Imagine spending ten days and a half on a night cruise, leisurely visiting twelve cities, but what if you wait until you leave the ferry to realize that months, or even years, have passed in the vast world?
Chen Ping'an walked to the window sill and said loudly: "Excuse me, Li Julang, please tell the boat owner. It doesn't matter whether the night boat is approaching an entrance to the ruins or whether it plans to go directly to the wild world. Only the matter of changing the long river of time has been decided by me."
If you notice it, can you avoid it?"
The two lamp-raising charms that Chen Pingan lit earlier on the street and in the inn were to help the ferry. He mistakenly thought that Chen Pingan was self-righteous.
He who thought his Taoist skills were high enough and his magic skills were invincible in the continent became the founder of another sect. He thought he had far-reaching plans and had all the opportunities in his pocket. Only by relying on the longevity lamp of the ancestor hall, he was lucky enough to return to the world.
Climbing mountains and taking the spiritual path.
After Chen Pingan stood at the window for a moment, he turned to look at Ning Yao.
Ning Yao shook his head and said: "Either the captain didn't pay attention here, or the other party's Taoism is high enough that I can't detect any clues."
Chen Pingan nodded, sat back and asked softly: "How long can you stay in Haoran World for this trip?"
Ning Yao picked out three melon seeds from the mountain of melon seeds with his fingers.
Chen Ping'an banged the table with a loud bang, cursing and indignant, "Only three months?! Is the person in charge of the Confucian Temple now crazy, or is his brain flooded? Don't worry, who dares to rush you, I
Swear back!"
Ning Yao shook his head gently.
Chen Ping'an was shocked and said: "Only three days?!"
Ning Yao remained silent.
Chen Ping'an frowned, rubbed his chin, squinted his eyes, his mind was racing, and he began to think carefully.
Zhou Mili quickly gave a bunch of melon seeds to the mountain owner’s wife to crush more.
In an instant, Ning Yao's long sword left the box. She held the sword in one hand and suddenly slashed into the void in the room. Ning Yao had already swam away with the sword in an instant.
Ning Yao didn't use any words at all, and Ning Yao and Chen Pingan had never exchanged any thoughts. However, Chen Pingan had already followed Ning Yao's figure and disappeared without even needing to make eye contact.
The two parties came to a mountain top, which was exactly where Shao Baojuan stood when he met the captain of the ship.
But the middle-aged scribe and the sleepy monk were no longer seen. The mountain top was now deserted, but a futon was left.
Chen Pingan stretched his hand around his back and gently pressed against the scabbard behind his back. Yeyou, who had already unsheathed it for a few inches, returned it to the scabbard. He looked around and praised: "The cave in the pot, the great rivers and mountains, the handiwork is really not small, the master treats guests like this."
, it’s hard for people to return the favor.”
Chen Ping'an squatted down and looked at the futon carefully. It seemed that the captain had deliberately left it as a reward for solving the puzzle.
Ning Yao held an immortal sword "Zhen Tian" in both hands, overlooking a golden palace in the sea of clouds, and said: "It is still difficult to catch this ship owner with just you and me."
"Being a guest means being a guest, and playing life-threateningly is a life-threatening way."
Chen Pingan left the futon, stood up and smiled with Ning Yao: "Go back."
Ning Yao held out a sword.
Over at the Entry City Inn, Ning Yao and Chen Pingan returned together.
Pei Qian had already sat on the bench next to Zhou Mili. Xiaomili kept eating half of the melon seeds in the same posture as before, acting like a fool. When the good mountain master and his wife returned, Xiaomili continued to eat melon seeds like flying.
, Chen Pingan said with a smile: "It's okay, I just went to an interesting place and almost met Master Zhang. Let's chat more casually next."
Chen Ping'an took out four pots of wine, two pots of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and a pot of glutinous rice wine from his hometown, and then took out four wine bowls and placed them on the table one by one. They were all guys from Jianqi Great Wall's own wine shop.
He handed the pot of glutinous rice wine to Pei Qian and said that you and Xiaomili can drink some today, just don't drink too much. He poured a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus wine for himself and Ning Yao, and asked tentatively: "Isn't there really only three?"
Oh my God?"
"It's three years. But I won't stay too long."
Ning Yao said: "Before I came here, I killed an ancient remnant with my sword, the 'One-Eyed One'. He seemed to be one of the twelve high-ranking gods in the past. I made a lot of merit in the Confucian Temple. I was able to kill the One-Eyed One."
"My guess is, it has something to do with me breaking through the bottleneck and reaching the Ascension Realm. It's not just a difference in one realm or a difference in swordsmanship, but the time and place are not all on the opponent's side, so it's much easier than the first time I ask for swordsmanship."
Breaking through the realm, ascending. Two swordsmen, the right time and place, the one-eyed man, the high-ranking god.
When she said this, Ning Yao's tone was calm and her face was as usual. It wasn't that she deliberately described the shocking things in a calm way, but for Ning Yao, there was nothing much to say about all the troubles that had passed.
Ning Yao said one more thing today, "It would be easier if you were here."
It's just that Ning Yao didn't say whether it would be easier for her to have the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall in Feisheng City, or whether it would be easier for her to have Chen Ping'an by her side. It could be both, it could be the same.
Ning Yao has nothing to be embarrassed about, because this is the truth.
Even the entire Feisheng City will not deny this fact. Especially the sword cultivators from the Yin Guan lineage, the martial arts cultivators from the Xingguan lineage, and the young sword cultivators from the Quanfu lineage all miss the man who left so many behind.
Interesting deeds, countless big and small stories about the young hidden official. Even if it is for various reasons, then
These swordsmen, who had no good impression of the second shopkeeper of the wine shop, who was a foreigner, would always talk about this person when they were drinking.
"You can defeat the second shopkeeper with just one punch", or you can go to the battlefield with flowers and flowers, they are both conversation starters and excellent food to accompany wine.
For example, even among the nine Sword Immortal embryos brought back to Haoran World by Chen Pingan, there will be children who don't like the young Yin Guan, and there are more than one. But no one denies that when facing the enemy, one's own camp, whether there are any around
When a hidden official sheathes his sword, he can help make plans, check for leaks and fill in the gaps. When he draws his sword, he can also be in danger and risk his life. The difference between the two is indeed not small.
Chen Ping'an felt a little guilty after hearing this. He raised his wine bowl, took a sip of wine, and picked up a dried fish from his family's Luolu Mountain as a side dish.
Ning Yao said: "In that new world full of opportunities, if anyone can kill the ancient gods, even if they are not in the top twelve positions, as long as they are more lucky, they can obtain a magical power. Taoist Shan Qing, Tong Yezhou female crown
Huangting and Liuxiazhou suffered from heat stroke in Shu. According to the intelligence from Feisheng City, they all had their own opportunities."
Ning Yao's implication is, of course, that if you, Chen Ping'an, were also in the fifth world, no matter what Ascension City or Yinguan lineage, you would definitely be very busy every day, and you would be a famous Baofu Zhai.
Chen Pingan then talked about the ruins of Taiping Mountain and hoped that Huang Ting would not have to worry too much and could rebuild the sect immediately as long as he returned to Haoran Tianxia.
Ning Yao nodded and said: "When I get back, I will go and talk to the female crown."
Noticing that Chen Pingan was looking at him blankly, Ning Yao asked, "Do you need me to send you an extra message? Are you in a hurry?"
Chen Pingan said categorically: "No!"
Ning Yao took a sip of wine.
Xiaomi Li felt that she was finally able to speak, so she turned around and asked in a low voice: "Pei Qian, Pei Qian, is she the nüguan sister you mentioned who taught you the art of carrying swords and dragging knives? She also said she was very good-looking.
Do you have a bad eye on people?!"
Both the master and the apprentice at the table had big heads.
Pei Qian looked embarrassed and said, "Did I say that?"
Zhou Mili glanced at Pei Qian, then at the good mountain owner and his wife, hesitated for a moment, and said, "No, right?"
She felt that she might have said the wrong thing, so she quickly took a big sip of glutinous rice wine and said with a smile: "I'm not a good drinker, so I'm talking drunkenly."
Ning Yao laughed, it seemed that he needed to talk more with Xiaomi Li.
When it comes to the relationship between elders on Luolu Mountain, except for Sister Nuanshu and Zhou Mili, who considers themselves third, no one dares to claim second place.
Chen Ping'an's two senior brothers, left and right, and Jun Qian, were in Luolu Mountain. Although they didn't stay long, without exception, relatively speaking, they talked the most with Xiao Mili. They really liked Zhou Mili better.
Chatting, because this little mute lake monster is the most childish. The big housekeeper Zhu Lian is too tight-knit, the tiger Wei Bo is too cautious, Nuan Shu is too busy every day, and Chen Lingjun avoids them. Only Xiaomi Li, who likes to patrol the mountains, likes both
If you ask questions here and there, you will get answers.
Chen Ping'an immediately changed the topic, and after some small talk, Pei Qian learned that the master had long admired Li Julang from Toutiao City.
Pei Qian is a little weird. It seems hard to imagine that Master would admire others so much.
Zhou Mili scratched his face.
It's quite embarrassing,
It's no worse than when someone kicked him out after losing a poem fight.
Chen Ping'an didn't think that Li Julang could be disappointed when he saw a real "living god" outside of books, so he laughed with Pei Qian and said, "Do you still remember when you were a child, driving at night in Tongyezhou?"
At that time, I will teach you those jingles to boost your courage?"
Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine, tapped the table with his fingers together, and said with a smile: "Door to door, street to street. Days are always longer, homeland to foreign land. Qingshu Palace on earth, Guanghan Palace in the sky. Master the magic talisman.
Five Sacred Treasures Ribbon, hanging sword with seven-star pattern on the waist."
Pei Qian grinned and said, "Cook early leeks, cut spring celery, locust trees against willows, cypress against regular script. Yellow dogs against green luan, water pool against the cliff. Two white jade chopsticks hang down at the foot of the mountain, and the nine-turn purple elixir of the Immortal Family."
Chen Pingan nodded, "Actually, these are all based on the rhymes compiled by Li Julang, I selected them, cut them out and taught them to you. When the master first went on a long trip, he often memorized this."
These beautiful written contents once accompanied the straw-shoe boy through thousands of mountains and rivers. Whenever he was homesick, it would remind him of the streets in his hometown, the locust trees in the town, and the regular trees in the mountains. Whenever he was hungry,
When I eat it, I will think of the aroma of scrambled eggs with leeks and dried celery. It will make an ignorant young man unable to help but think about what the Yun Bian Shi Snow Yi Niang and the White Jade Chop Purple Golden Pill are.
"He said in the book that there is no secret to the way for poor people to enjoy themselves, only the method of 'taking a step back'. When I read this, I felt that what this senior said was really right. It seems to be like this. There are many people and things that cannot be circumvented.
If you can't get around it, what else can you do? There really isn't anything you can do."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "But I didn't expect that Li Shilang gave another example later in the book. It probably said that during the summer season, there were many mosquitoes in the tents, and the travelers who stayed in the postal pavilion were unbearable. Then the pavilion chief said
The reason Li Julang wants to use this sentence is that "you don't have to lead others to retreat", because the reason is very simple, "In this life, who has not experienced adversity in the past?" Therefore, comparing the past with the present, I don't know.
It's painful, but it's fun. So every time I practice boxing or encounter something and get through the difficulties, I feel more and more that Li Julang's words seem to have explained a certain truth.
There is absolutely no room left, but he insists on saying that he ‘never expresses his intention to encourage and punish’, is it strange?”
Pei Qian's eyes widened, "Master said that if you are your own enemy, you don't have to worry about competing with anyone. Today I am better than yesterday, and tomorrow I am better than today. Is this where the truth comes from?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "No, otherwise you think Master's principles fall from the sky and I catch them again?"
Chen Ping'an raised the wine bowl, turned to look out the window, and then drank it all in one gulp. It was considered as a distant toast to the bowl of wine, and he expressed his heartfelt thanks to Li Julang.
In a layered garden in Entry City, the white-haired old scholar and Li Julang stood side by side, looking at the ripples in the pond, and said with a smile: "This flattery, this affection, do you accept it or not?"
Li Juro snorted coldly and said: "So what if the boy admires me. There are more than tens of millions of people in the world who admire my talents and knowledge, Li Juro. This boy is so naughty. Could it be that he regards me as a stupid fool with a stick and a date? I dare
I’m sure that boy knows very well that you and I are listening right now, because he already knows how to call Li Jurou by his first name, and I can feel it from my side.”
The old scholar clicked his tongue.
Li Julang immediately relaxed his expression, stroked his beard and smiled, "It's just that these words from the bottom of my heart cannot hold the Buddha's feet temporarily. Whether you are sincere or not can be seen at a glance."
The old scholar nodded and agreed: "After all, he is Lord Yin Guan of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but even the captain of the ship dares to scheme, and he can really be schemed by him. To be able to make such a shrewd young man admire him, Juro is a big face.
"
Li Julang nodded and said, "That Qingniu Taoist only knows how to eat melons."
In Rongmao City, one of the four cities under the ship that night, the middle-aged scribe hid his figure and came to a banquet. The seats were full of red strings and green sleeves, and the shadows of candles were scattered. The spectators suspected that they were immortals. There was a woman playing the piano.
Taking the main seat was the handsome man nicknamed Meizhoulang who took the initiative to give up his position as city lord to Shao Baojuan.
The middle-aged scribe took another step and quietly came to another place. He smiled with a vague man and asked, "You and Chen Ping'an were once colleagues of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Why did you let Shao Baojuan take action against him?
Did you have some agreement with Wen Haizhou, the former criminal officer, and you had to do it as a last resort?"
The man whose face even the captain could not see clearly turned out to be the prison officer in the Jianqi Great Wall Prison, where he accepted a young sword cultivator as his direct disciple, named Du Shanyin.
And this strange swordsman, whose name is unknown in the files of the summer palace, is the only one who can make a move in the small world of the prison, which is to kill Wu Shuangjiang, the demon in the Ascending realm, with his sword.
After this man left the Jianqi Great Wall, he had been a guest on a night boat. At this moment, the man and the ship's master said calmly: "It's just a business. There is a woman who wants to escape from Aquarius Island."
The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "It's strange. Chen Pingan's people are all on this ferry. Isn't it the best time for her to escape? Taking a step back, could Chen Pingan go to Beiju Luzhou and make a direct decision?
How has the situation changed at Zhengyang Mountain?"
The man said: "Tian Wan just made a fortune. It seems that it is necessary to do this in order to escape death."
The middle-aged scribe asked doubtfully: "Is it the alien demon hidden in the wick?"
He shook his head to himself and said: "Even if there is the Outer Demon, it still won't be a problem. Here, even if the Outer Demon is in the Ascension Realm, it will still be less effective."
The man waved his hand and ordered the guests to be kicked out.
The middle-aged scribe just stood there, lost in thought.
Entry within the city.
Ning Yao took out an oil lamp, gently twisted the wick, and opened a landscape restriction.
Before the Great Wall of Sword Qi ascended and left, Chen Pingan gave the oil lamp to the sewing man to twist the core, and took it with him to the fifth world.
Now that Ning Yao is an Ascension Realm sword cultivator, its existence is no longer necessary.
A white-haired boy jumped out of the room, sitting cross-legged, suspended in the air, with a big forehead, a green snake, two swords hanging, wearing a robe, and a pair of sparkling eyes. He was probably bored in the small world, and he was currently occupied.
After being forced to show up, he still
Biting his fingers.
A demon who ascended to the realm and transformed into an outer world, aliased as Wu Shuangjiang. In the prison of the Great Sword Qi Wall, the old deaf boy was asked to call him grandpa whenever anything happened. The old deaf boy never hesitated and just shouted.
It's just that its green snake, swords and robes have all been traded with Chen Ping'an a long time ago. Now they are all pitiful and nostalgic, and now they are an out-and-out pauper.
When it saw Chen Ping'an, who was wearing a green shirt, the white-haired boy's face was full of disbelief. He was struck by lightning, his eyes were dull, as if he was in another world, and he was about to cry. Then his face looked like he was hurting his heart and lungs.
His grievances were like a drop of thick ink, dripping into clear water, and instantly smeared. He fell to the ground, moved his hands and feet wildly, started to cry loudly, and finally beat his chest hard, as if he was too sad to say a word, and just sat there.
Howling on the ground.
Chen Ping'an chewed melon seeds and squinted: "Stop it."
Ma Liuer stood up, and the white-haired boy began to shout at the top of his lungs, his face flushed, and he began to strode around a table, raising his arms and shouting, "Ancestor Yin Guan, the jade tree stands in the wind, returns home in rich clothes, has great achievements, is invincible in the world, boxing
The eleventh level is extremely high, and the swordsmanship is fifteenth level higher..."
Pei Qian was chewing melon seeds, looking at this rather weird existence, but his words were a little out of tune, and even she couldn't listen. Compared with Guo Zhujiu, he was not even a little bit worse.
Zhou Mili mistakenly thought that the short winter melon was possessed by Jing Qing.
Chen Ping'an said: "That's almost enough."
The white-haired boy first spoke flatteringly to Ning Yao, "Sister Ning really keeps her promise, and she is worthy of being the number one person in the world who will be unbeatable for thousands of years!"
Ning Yao ignored it.
Then the white-haired boy ran to Chen Ping'an and asked cautiously: "Ancestor Yin Guan? How do you calculate that transaction?"
Chen Pingan said: "You are already free."
After Chen Pingan returned to Haoran Tianxia, he asked Cui Dongshan about "Wu Shuangjiang" and found out that the real Wu Shuangjiang was among the ten people in Qingming Tianxia. And the white-haired boy, as he expected, was Wu Shuangjiang.
Shuang Jiang's inner demon is even his mountain Taoist companion.
Her real name is, naturally. It is just that name on the landscape genealogy of Suichu Palace, and it seems that she does not have a surname.
But Chen Ping'an thought it would be good if the demon incarnation was Wu Shuangjiang.
Back then, the secretive young shopkeeper of the Stork Inn, because of the "belonging" of this alien demon, the two parties, who had a good relationship at first, ended up having some unpleasant quarrels.
The white-haired boy sighed and was speechless. After all the hard work, he got what he wanted, but he was a little confused.
It suddenly put its hands on its hips and said: "Who are those two, that meatball head, and that short winter melon, dare to sit at the same table with my Yinguan Ancestor?! Did I borrow your courage? Ah?
You don’t understand people’s words, do you? Hurry up and sit on the ground for me!”
Pei Qian chuckled.
Zhou Mili scratched his head, just not afraid at all.
The next moment, this Ascending Realm Demon suddenly appeared with an illusory appearance, instantly supporting the world of Toutiao City. He slightly bent his knees and lowered his head, taking in all the mountains and rivers in his sight. After that, he twirled his sleeves and scattered the stars.
Between heaven and earth, it put away its Dharma image and starlight in an instant, and shrunk back to its original shape. Except for Chen Pingan, Ning Yao, and Pei Qian with shining eyes, not even the city patrol cavalry could notice it.
Seeing this ripple of energy, not even the majestic Dharma could be seen at all. Only Li Julang and the old scholar raised their heads and discovered something unusual.
It can be seen from this that Wu Shuangjiang's magical powers are very high. No wonder Cui Dongshan said that the master of Sui Chu Palace will soon become the latest fourteenth realm monk in the world of Qingming.
The white-haired boy swaggered and sat on the empty bench opposite Chen Pingan. He put his hands on the table. He was about to stand up when he suddenly lowered his head and saw that the little girl in black couldn't step on the ground. So it didn't matter and continued.
Sitting there, he put some melon seeds in front of his eyes and cracked them. Then he lowered his voice and said: "Ancestor Yin Guan, where is this place? It's very dark. If you look outside, it's pitch black.
The situation is great. The host here has at least started in the Ascension Realm. Could it be that this is our own mountain? Mom, our family is really big and our business is big! Then we are really prosperous!"
Chen Pingan said: "We are on a ferry."
The white-haired boy was stunned and leaned forward. He didn't even care about eating melon seeds. He put his hand to his mouth and encouraged: "Ancestor Yin Guan, when will we do it? It would be a waste if we don't give him a try."
Your style has dropped! It’s dark and windy now, so it’s the right time to take action. With you and Sister Ning, and me waving flags and shouting, I’m responsible for holding back the battle. Anyone who doesn’t ferry the boat will become our family’s fortune from tomorrow."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then you go to explore the road first?"
It sighed and continued to eat melon seeds, pretending that it had said nothing.
It found that there were some rags on the table. It was boring to knock melon seeds, so it stood on the bench and started tinkering with the virtual objects, including a small bundle of dried plum branches, a simple and elegant small porcelain narcissus basin, and a
An iron flower vessel and an ebony paperweight signed "Uncle Ye".
It suddenly felt sad. It slowly raised its head and looked at the guy opposite who was drinking. He rubbed the corners of his eyes and said with a bitter look on his face: "How come the ancestors of Yinguan have returned to their hometown, but they are even more miserable and shabby?"
Woolen cloth?"
Chen Pingan
It suddenly asked cautiously: "Has anyone been looking for you on the other side of Hanging Mountain?"
Chen Ping'an didn't hide anything, nodded and said: "I asked you, but I refused."
It stood on the bench and asked with a smile: "That was then, what about now?"
At that time, Chen Ping'an was unable to protect himself at the Great Sword Qi Wall. He had to decide whether he could return to his hometown, but he refused. Now that he has returned to Haoran Tianxia, what will happen?
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I promised you. So within eighty years, even if Wu Shuangjiang comes, as long as I am here, you will be free."
A young waiter who was napping over the counter suddenly raised his head, yawned, put his chin on one hand, and said with a smile: "Young people have such a loud breath, will they strangle themselves to death?"
The white-haired boy turned pale instantly.
Chen Ping'an said: "Let Palace Master Wu wait so hard."
The young man asked with a smile: "What do you say now? Should you take back your lofty words and earn a lot of money from me? Or should you stop me?"
Chen Pingan twisted out a talisman and said with a smile: "Since Palace Master Wu is proficient in fortune-telling, he has predicted that I will come on this night's sailing. I have been waiting for it for a long time. To be cautious, it is better to make an exception again and temporarily restore the peak cultivation level. With fourteen
The great monk of the realm should do another fortune telling for himself, otherwise he will capsize in the gutter. It will be easy to come to Haoran, but it will be difficult to return to the Qingming world. As for the exception made by Palace Master Wu, it will definitely break the contract with the Confucian Temple on the journey of falling into the realm.
Such a rule, but I can use my merits to smooth it over for Palace Master Wu at the Confucian Temple."
The middle-aged scribes looked helpless. Wu Shuangjiang came to the night boat, but he didn't notice it at all.
The criminal officer said: "It's a good thing. Except for Ning Yao, who is a surprise to everyone, if Chen Pingan really has a trump card that he has prepared for a long time, as long as he confronts Wu Shuangjiang, the truth will be revealed."
The middle-aged scribe clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "Regardless of whether he has any back-up plans, if he dares to challenge a fourteenth-level monk like this, he is indeed worthy of the title of hidden official."
He immediately sighed, "I want to see the long-lost skills of the Fourteenth Realm monks, but I don't want to attract the attention of the Confucian Temple. It's really difficult."
He turned to look at the man and joked: "With Shao Baojuan's luck, he should occupy a place there like you and Tian Wan."
Regarding the gain and loss of Jing Gong from the Qiu Bearded Guest, Chen Pingan lost a piece of his Taoist spirit.
The man nodded and said, "You can consider it."
The "young guy" in the inn stood up, and it was obvious that the master of the Sui Chu Palace, who had already reached the fourteenth level, was not included in that hexagram.
Chen Ping'an moved his sleeves slightly and twisted out a talisman. There was nothing mysterious about it. He just used the talisman to "move the mountain" onto the paper and draw an ordinary mountain top that was nothing out of the ordinary.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Palace Master Wu, do you really want to give it a try?"
Wu Shuangjiang, who quietly rushed to Haoran Tianxia and boarded the ship quietly, just laughed.
Chen Pingan instantly used a natal flying sword, and then asked Pei Qian and the white-haired boy to protect the millet grains.
Bird in a cage.
Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao stood side by side, and Xiaotiandi seemed to be as usual except for the three missing people, Pei Qian.
The next moment, there was no living immortal in the entire city, only Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao, who both carried swords.
A bird in a cage, all the streets and buildings in the small world turned into flying swords.
Wu Shuangjiang clasped his hands behind his back and took the lead to walk out of the street. Still leisurely observing the magical power of the flying sword, he took the lead to walk to the deserted and silent street.
The talisman in Chen Ping'an's sleeve suddenly appeared and dissipated in an instant.
Wu Shuangjiang frowned slightly.
Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand, unsheathed Ye You, and was held in his hand. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Then you can know the Fourteenth Realm?"
Ning Yao smiled.
A young man in white suddenly appeared, fisted, "Okay, sir!"
A slender man in a green shirt and cloth shoes raised his hand, with a willow leaf spinning between his fingers, and said with a smile to Wu Shuangjiang: "The Fourteenth Realm, I'm scaring daddy to death."