Chapter seven hundred and ninety third very embroidered tiger
The real body of Yun Jie by the Yuanyangzhu River, after his neck was broken by the green shirt, his body dissipated on the spot and turned into a purple talisman with white and gold words slowly falling down.
Chen Pingan reached out and pinched the rare life-saving talisman on his fingertips. It was purple and white in color, and the treasure light was flowing. Chen Pingan did not put it into his sleeve, but shook his wrist gently and shattered it with martial arts energy.
I looked around, but there was no trace of the cloud for the time being.
It seems that this Middle-earth immortal is not very good at fighting, but very good at escaping.
The means of attack are weaker than those of Wanyao Sect Immortal Han Yushu.
On the battlefield on the river in the distance, Chen Ping'an now learned and used the "Flower Bloom" technique from Wu Shuangjiang. It was more similar in appearance and only three to four points in spirit. However, Chen Ping'an used the Shrinking Earth Talisman.
The "petals" of the green-shirted guest in bloom of the lotus are actually shukudi talismans, equivalent to temporary ferries, which can be used by Chen Ping'an to reverse the landscape and change positions at will.
Therefore, on the water surface of a large river in Yuanyangzhu, seventy or eighty people in green shirts are standing on the water, which is quite spectacular.
All the young sword immortals have bright eyebrows and are wearing blue shirts, long coats, cloth shoes, big sleeves swaying, and they are elegant and elegant.
As for Immortal Yun Jie, who suffered a great loss, when he sacrificed the substitute talisman, he had already put away the dharma image and did not know where he was hiding.
But it certainly didn't go far.
The yellow paper talismans that Chen Pingan had shaken out from one of his sleeves had been smashed by the huge waves on the shore. Each talisman was shattered. The aura of the talisman overflowed and spread everywhere. The strands of spiritual energy seemed to be pulling.
He took out a fishing net and the fish he wanted to catch was none other than the immortal.
Chen Ping'an has used this method of casting a wide net with a large number of talismans to examine the details of the battlefield many times on the Sword Qi Great Wall battlefield, and has become quite skilled at it.
Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes.
found it.
His mind moved slightly, and a sword light shot out quickly.
From the shore of Yuanyangzhu, we passed more than ten miles of waterway.
The sword light pointed to the hiding place of Immortal Yun Tie's real body. After the Immortal fled away from Yuanyangzhu Island, he used a blinding method. Only a few traces of "detours" in the spiritual energy of the talisman revealed Yun Tie's traces.
A white-clothed immortal appeared on the river, holding a white jade Ganoderma lucidum in one hand, showing his immortal demeanor. In the other hand, he held a snow-white bronze mirror. The mirror suddenly brightened like daylight, radiating with rays of light. In front of the mirror, there were circles of ancient mirror inscriptions.
, was manifested into layers of landscape restrictions by the unique secret method of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, with the innermost layer of purple text starting with "Holding a Mirror Purple Clear" and ending with "Beheading Hundreds of Spirits", connected from beginning to end, like a dragon entrenched.
, with bright red runes in the center, three fire dragons spinning rapidly, each holding a pearl, and the outermost circle of ancient mirror inscriptions is a rain-praying formula carved on the mountain gate of Jiuzhenxianguan cliff, with a layer of treasure halo.
Such as the mouth of a well.
The sword light from Yuanyangzhu was a straight line, and it arrived in an instant. Immortal Yunqiao raised his arms high, silently reciting the Taoist formula in his heart, and held a precious mirror to face the enemy.
The first inscription on the treasure mirror, the formation restriction was instantly shattered. Yun Jie frowned slightly and looked at it intently. It was indeed a natal flying sword, all white.
The three fire dragons in the second circle were still spinning rapidly in a circle. The orb held by one of the fire dragons suddenly had a crack.
But the flying sword's forward momentum was like breaking bamboo. After breaking through the first layer of landscape restrictions, it finally showed a trace of stagnation, and Yun Zhe felt slightly calm.
Yun Jie hid behind the light of the treasure mirror and took a breath. The purple smoke curled up and condensed into a five-color rope, and the vision of the treasure disappeared in a flash.
It is one of the foundations of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion's establishment on the mountain. It is an ancestral magical power of "binding ghosts and gods with sky ropes" and is also known as the "sword-catching skill". Yunqi's preaching teacher, the Ascension Realm Patriarch, is famous.
Tu, this technique has made great achievements, and it has caused many unruly sword immortals to suffer.
When the flying sword is completely hovering, or when the opponent sees a bad opportunity and wants to withdraw it, Yun Jie will let this bold sword cultivator experience what it feels like to have the flying sword captured, and then refine the soul to crush the sword's heart.
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Yun Jie always felt that the dozens of green-shirted visitors behind him would be in the way, so a Yin God wearing a soldier's golden black armor came out of his body to travel far away, took away the white jade Ganoderma lucidum, turned around, the Yin God held the Ganoderma lucidum, and gently moved towards the river.
With one finger, the river was surging under his feet, and there was a magnificent scene of a dragon drawing water. Then a green trace appeared on the white jade Ganoderma lucidum. The Yunqiao Yin Shen in golden armor used Ganoderma lucidum to shoot at the guests in green clothes.
For a time, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the clouds were densely covered. With Yunzaoyin as the center of the circle, within a radius of more than ten miles in Yuanyangzhu, day suddenly became like night.
On the surface of the river, as if Yin soldiers were crossing the river, a cavalry army gathered together with heroic spirits and ghosts appeared. They were all condensed by the water transport, clad in blue armor, and rode the waves downstream. They were full of evil spirit and powerful as thunder.
Although it is an army of Yin soldiers with strong water transport, the atmosphere is not dirty. After all, Jiuzhen Immortal Hall is a prestigious immortal sect, not some evil heretic with no taboos.
The orbs held by the three fire dragons have been shattered, and only the last layer of the landscape formation is left in the mirror. However, Yun Jie no longer holds the object with one hand, but puts his hands behind his back, looking very calm and relaxed, as if he is sure of the flying sword.
We are already at the end of our strength and cannot break the restriction of the immortal weapons of the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion’s mountain-holding treasure.
The immortal in white clothes wears a high crown on his head, his temples are flying, and his Taoism is pure and strange.
Let’s just say it looks great.
No wonder the Qi practitioners of Jiuzhenxian Pavilion are praised as the ghosts in the mountains by many landscape newspapers. Because there are many ancient plums and orchids planted in Jiuzhenxian Pavilion, the male Qi practitioners are often called Plum Fairy, and the women are often called Plum Fairy.
Known as Master Lan.
Chen Ping'an glanced at the Yin soldiers charging towards him on the river.
The Yin Shen travels far away, feeling a little envious.
Chen Ping'an thought silently in his heart, "The flowers will bloom again."
Eighty-one guests in green shirts, each divided into three.
With a large river as the battlefield, the two armies faced each other, but there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides.
On the bank of Yuanyangzhu, not far from the green-shirted swordsman, three mountain monks, including Liuxiazhou Immortal Qinzao, stood side by side.
To be honest, the three of them were quite surprised when the other party appeared here. Qin Zao moved first and chose to stay ten feet away from that person.
At this moment, Qin Zao glanced at the elusive blue-robed swordsman, and laughed with his two friends beside him from his heart: "This fight will make Yun Qi's body hurt."
Strictly nodded and said: "This talisman is precious, and it will hurt. In a normal fight, even if you encounter an immortal in the same realm, Yun Jie will not sacrifice this talisman."
It was a big talisman on the mountain that had been enshrined in the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion's Patriarch Hall for many years, and it was called the Zizhi Bailuan Escape Talisman.
It is said that the old patriarch of the Immortal Hall entered the Ascension Realm. When he came out of seclusion, the talisman was given to him by a certain Taoist ancestor of the Immortal lineage. He climbed the mountain to celebrate and observe the ceremony in his early years. After the Ascension Ancestor died and the Tao disappeared, this talisman was passed down.
Qin Zao asked: "Fellow Taoist Tian Ni, have you ever seen the foundation of this swordsman's cultivation?"
The old monk who was called Tian Ni shook his head and said, "I can't tell. It's just that his body is incredibly tough and he is indeed difficult to deal with."
If the monks on the mountain were to fight against sword cultivators or pure martial artists, they would mostly rely on endless spells and techniques, and rely on their hard work to accumulate advantages bit by bit.
Attack magic weapons, defensive magical powers, concealment methods, and mysterious escape methods are all indispensable.
Chen Pingan turned to look at the three people and said with a smile: "Is the show good?"
Qin Zao smiled slightly and pretended not to hear.
Sword Immortal has a bad temper, so just ignore him.
Otherwise, Qin Zao will take action? Two immortals fighting a swordsman? Even if they win, the reputation will be bad if word spreads. If they lose, it will be over, and a lifetime of fame will be ruined.
Strictly nodded to the swordsman.
I wouldn't want to quarrel with such a confused swordsman because of a mediocre Yun Jie.
The true form of the green-robed swordsman was still standing on the same spot, raising his hands, folding them in front of him, tapping the palms of his hands lightly with the back of his hands, looking very casual.
Just when Yun Zhe was about to show his Dharma appearance again, he couldn't let the green-shirted swordsman just rely on a flying sword and some weird clones to be able to discuss Taoism with an immortal like an outsider watching from the sidelines.
Yun Jie's heart strings tightened instantly, and he stepped very quickly.
Another natal treasure was sacrificed, which was the Jade Book of the Divine Sky from the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion.
Stepping on the seven stars, the gods and immortals will fly together to the Jade Capital. The jade books in the divine sky will rise up into the scenery, and they will live in the Purple Garden forever.
On the river surface at the foot of Yun Jie, bursts of purple energy appeared, and a white jade fairy book emerged, so that the entire river surface of more than a hundred feet nearby fell instantly and surged towards both sides of the river bank.
In an instant, Yun Zhe's true body was able to enter a mysterious and mysterious "water and cloud body" state.
A silent flying sword passed through the side of Yun Zhe's neck.
This green flying sword with a strange trajectory only dragged out a little green sword light from the neck of Yun Zhe's "Shuiyun Body", and then disappeared again.
In Yunqi's eyes, at the heart, and in the key acupoints, a green flying sword shuttled back and forth. Soon, countless sword air flow fireflies had completely wrapped around the Yunshui body of an immortal.
Yun Jie still didn't dare to sacrifice the "colorful rope" without authorization.
Because the first flying sword seemed to have been hiding its clumsiness before, and was pulled by the sword fairy's mind. A burst of energy suddenly surged, and it actually broke through the last formation.
The flying sword struck the mirror.
First there was a ding-dong sound, clear and melodious, resounding across both sides of the Taiwan Strait.
Then there was the sound like a nail slowly scratching a bluestone, which made people feel some instinctive scalp trouble.
Yun Jie raised a hand and held it on the mirror.
The flying sword collided with such force that Yun Jie slid back several feet on the water surface.
Yun Jie sneered in his heart. The next time the flying sword hit the mirror, waves of water ripples appeared on the mirror, and the flying sword was instantly imprisoned in the mirror's water patterns.
Yun Jie finally used the five-color rope, like an ancient vine wrapped around a tree, to tie up the flying sword.
Qi practitioners all over the world have put in a lot of effort and thought in order to restrain their sword cultivators.
Even if Yu Xuan was a talisman who traveled down the mountain when he was young, he had to carefully refine hundreds of small sword talismans to defend himself before he was willing to go out.
On the Yuanyangzhu Island, Chen Pingan suddenly disappeared.
With two immortals and one Yu Pu, the pressure suddenly lightened. Tianni, who was a royal servant of the Daduan Dynasty, couldn't help but sigh: "Staying with the sword immortal, I always feel that I will be struck by a sword inexplicably. It is really uncomfortable."
Qin Zao looked at the battlefield. It was not too big to watch the excitement, and he was a little gloating. "Yun Jie has even used the Yun Shui body. Isn't it the turn of the water spirit realm next?"
Strictly said: "Then we have forged a deadly feud and completely broken our skin."
Tian Ni nodded and said: "I heard that the Qi practitioners in Jiuzhen Immortal Hall are not big-minded."
Strictly asked with a smile: "Who said that?"
Tian Ni smiled and said: "A Liang."
Strictly looked gloomy.
Tian Ni suddenly said: "There seems to be a senior over at Aotou Mountain who has a close relationship with Yun Zhe's mentor?"
Qin Zao smiled and said, "It won't be such a big fuss."
It was a great Ascension Realm monk who didn't like going down the mountain. His name was Nan Guangzhao, and his Taoist name was Tianqu.
In the mountains, friends in the Ascension Realm are often those in the Ascension Realm.
Nan Guangzhao and the Ascension Realm Ancestor from Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion are close friends.
After all, it was in the confines of the Confucian Temple, and as a great monk in the Ascension Realm, he had strict rules and would not take action easily.
Moreover, this Ascendant from Middle-earth missed the previous battle. It is said that he happened to be in seclusion and had only been out of seclusion for two or three years. Therefore, this time the Confucian Temple meeting, like the immortal Qin Zao, was not invited by the Confucian Temple. But he was not invited.
, Nan Guangzhao still took the ferry quietly, staying extremely secluded along the way. He came here early, and stayed in seclusion after settling down. He only watched Fu Yu play a game of chess with an old friend at Aotou Mountain.
From the beginning to the end, Nan Guangzhao did not attend the banquet hosted by Mrs. Qingshenshan and the flower owner of Baihua Blessed Land. It is unknown whether he was not invited to the banquet or whether the old god declined in private.
Chen Ping'an "appeared" on the river as a man in green shirts, smiling and saying "flowers are falling". The green shirts who originally collided with the Yin soldiers gathered around him.
Wearing a green shirt, he stepped on the water, opened his boxing frame, punched out, opened the way with an iron cavalry formation, and asked the boxing immortal.
The golden-armored Yin Shen of Immortal Yunqi held the white jade Ganoderma lucidum and hit that... punching warrior.
Chen Ping'an tiptoed and twisted his body to avoid the golden-armored Yin Shen. The river surface behind him was hit by white jade Ganoderma lucidum, as if a "well" a hundred feet deep had exploded in the river bed, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the water surface.
Yun Jie's expression was solemn, as expected by Qin Zao. He did not want the green-robed swordsman who suddenly turned into a pure martial artist to get close to him, so he had to use a magical power that pressed against the bottom of the box.
A small world in the realm of water spirits appeared.
After throwing a punch while wearing a green shirt, he disappeared on the river like a mud cow entering the sea.
Yun Jie breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue dealing with the snow-white flying sword restrained by colorful ropes. If he catches the sword and refines it, he can use the secret method of the mountain gate to ferociously refine the soul of the sword immortal, which will inevitably damage the opponent's foundation.
Unexpectedly, the small world that was just created would shatter like a glass.
Yun Jie was greatly shocked. He only knew that a water spirit realm was destroyed by the combination of sword energy and a thunder method.
It's just that Yun Jie is puzzled. The two flying swords are outside the realm of water essence. Is it possible that this swordsman has a third flying sword?
Wearing a green shirt, he was hanging high in the sky, holding a Dharma seal in his hand, with five thunders implicated in him, boundless Taoism, and majestic.
Yunqi's eyelids trembled slightly.
This guy has become a Taoist high-spirited man again? He can’t be a yellow and purple nobleman from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, right?
Yun Jie's face was ashen. There was a Liuli Xiange manifested by the Great Dao hovering in the palm of his hand. He clenched his hand and put it away. At the same time, he quickly collected the remaining Dao Yun of the broken water spirit realm. Fortunately, he had not hurt this precious treasure.
fundamental.
A thunderbolt struck from the sky, and the colorful beam of light was as big as a mountain peak.
Yunqiao put his fingers together and lifted it slightly. The mirror was placed horizontally and hung above his head.
A precious mirror, like the moon suspended in the sky.
The one in the sky holds the Dharma seal in his hand, and his thunder method is non-stop, falling like rain on the earth.
The fairy mirror shines brightly, and the golden-armored Yin Shen who traveled far away from his body has returned to his true form. Yun Zhen gently waved the white jade Ganoderma lucidum, driving the green dragons formed by the condensed river water to rush high into the sky, a river
, everywhere there is the vision of the green dragon emerging from the water, rising up from the ground, flying away, competing with the falling thunder method, the amount of condensed spiritual energy, and the level of Taoism.
The flying sword imprisoned by the precious mirror and the five-color rope was also shaken by the flying sword and the thunder method, and began to show signs of loosening. Yun Zhe could only temporarily trap the flying sword, and would never have the chance to refine it and hurt the sword cultivator's mind.
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As for the green and difficult-to-tangle flying sword, it worked tirelessly, moving east and west, scurrying up and down, dragging out countless sword lights, which turned an immortal in white into a green man.
Chen Pingan glanced at the immortal on the ground and understood.
The dense bamboos do not prevent the water from flowing through, and the high mountains do not prevent the white clouds from flying.
This is probably the fundamental Taoist meaning of Yunqie's "Yunshui Shen".
It's a pity that it wasn't Wu Shuangjiang who couldn't "defeat" this magic method at a glance. However, no matter how many paths the sword takes out, it is indeed like a person passing through clouds and water.
It is difficult to learn the magical powers, form and spirit of the Immortal Hall.
But if Chen Ping'an is willing to sacrifice the bird in the cage and the moon in the well, Yunqi's Yunshui body will definitely not be so indestructible.
As long as there are enough flying swords, the bamboo can be as dense as a river embankment. It is still a matter of breaking the Tao with one sword.
As for the Five Thunder Seal in Chen Ping'an's hand, which appeared for the first time in Haoran's world, it was the Moon Ying Seal missing only the "heaven money". In addition to the land money, there were a total of thirty-six images of gods on the four sides of the seal. When Chen Ping'an was safe,
Regardless of the loss of spiritual energy, once you reach the Jade Pure Realm and accumulate spiritual energy, you will be rich and powerful. You no longer have to be as embarrassed as the middle five spiritual practitioners. Every time they compete in Taoism, they will always end up in a situation where a clever woman cannot make a fool of herself.
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Therefore, surrounded by a man wearing a green shirt, there are myriads of scenes and astonishing illusions, such as the god of thunder beating drums, the mother of lightning activating lightning, the wind uncle shushing the clouds, the rain master dropping water, and the gods, gods, and gods each with their own treasures and appearances.
Many miscellaneous supernatural powers and spells, coupled with waves of thunderous Taoist will, beat the water dragons that rose into the sky to pieces one by one.
Not only that, the Yin soldiers on the river who were let go by Yun Zhe were naturally defeated by the thunder method. They hardly needed Chen Ping'an's intention to pull them, and even the consumption of spiritual energy was almost negligible, and they evolved a golden sea of clouds with a golden thunder pool. First,
The dark clouds were pushed away, allowing daylight to return to the originally dark sky over the mountains and rivers of Yuanyangzhu. Then hundreds of thunder and lightning whips struck the Yin soldiers on the river, like golden dragons that seemed to fall from the sky to the world.
Must.
This is why the most important word in the Qi Practitioner's practice is "being in harmony with the Tao". One's own Tao can defeat the opponent, but the same Tao method will get twice the result with half the effort.
Lin Qing, an old guest who was proficient in gold and jade seal carving at the river bank earlier, praised: "What a cluster of five thunders, a mountain of ten thousand methods, authentic in the world."
Fairy Meihua Temple timidly said: "Can't you really turn on the Mirror Flowers and Water Moon?"
The lightning skills are so splendid that it makes your heart sway when you look at it. Such a beautiful fairy fight is not as enjoyable for everyone as it is for one person.
The female sword cultivator from the Meishan Sword Sect said helplessly: "Don't act recklessly. The temperament of the Sword Immortal is unpredictable. He especially annoys others when they watch the show and make noise."
The young master of the Xie family in Miyun had already stood up, raised his head and took a sip of green bamboo wine, and murmured: "If you want to recite a poem, you must recite a poem."
Li Huai smacked his tongue, "Li Baoping, is Chen Ping'an so fierce?"
Li Baoping was in high spirits and said with a smile: "Young uncle."
Li Huai was willing to lower himself to a higher level, and said to the young Taoist around him: "Chen Ping'an is actually my junior uncle."
The young Taoist is smiling all over his face, but in reality he is worried. Hasn’t my seniority fallen again?
The old man in yellow looked around, "Damn it, come to the Ascension Realm. Young Yin Guan is so active today, and there is no hero to suppress his arrogance? Come to the Ascension Realm, just like him."
You have passed the test. Whether the newly-named Taoist Master Nen can become famous in the vast world depends on whether God will give him a chance today.
Above Yuanyangzhu, there is an immortal master who has a good relationship with the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master Mansion. He is even more surprised and confused, "Sword cultivator, talisman, and thunder method, is this the little Celestial Master Zhao Yaoguang?"
A friend on the side shook his head and said: "The Little Heavenly Master is currently in the Confucian Temple discussing matters. Besides, Zhao Yaoguang is not a pure martial artist."
"The boxing fight from before was amazing. How many realms of martial arts do you have to have? Traveling far away, to the top of a mountain?"
"It's hard to say. Anyway, if I stand still, I won't be able to withstand that punch."
"You can't really kill Patriarch Yun Jie if you're not careful, right?"
"Yun Jie's Immortal Realm has been carefully polished for hundreds of years. It is definitely not that unbearable. We look at it and believe that Yun Jie must have a back-up plan. Otherwise, after this fight, Jiuzhen Immortal Hall will have a bad reputation.
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Yun Jiao shook the sleeves of his robe and scattered a large handful of golden money the size of his palm.
More than a hundred golden lights soared into the sky. The long golden lines were condensed and never dispersed. At the same time, Yun Jie took out a breath and performed a Jiuzhenxianguan, half-Daomen, half-military master's ancestral hall technique, storing the inner light of the spirit,
The so-called "ten inner generals" in Taoism, including the eyes, ears, nose, liver and spleen, were refined into outer generals and manifested into ten divine generals of the thunder department, as if they were arrayed outside. In order to refine this magical power, Yun Qi once went out to search for it.
After more than a hundred years of thunder clouds, I surrendered to thunder and swallowed lightning. Finally, I accidentally wandered into the forbidden area of Leize, an ancient secret palace, practiced the thunder method, and practiced it with great concentration for decades.
Yun Jie wants to use the method of thunder and asks about the method of thunder.
The ten heavenly kings of the Lei tribe and the thirty-six generals from various tribes led by the Dharma Seal Lei tribe competed against each other.
In the sky and on the river, both sides of the confrontation were surrounded by thunder and lightning.
Lightning flashed and thundered, and the golden light shone, making the entire Yuanyangzhu land appear golden, like a golden thunder pool appearing out of thin air.
I believe there are people in Aotou Mountain, Yingyingzhou and Panshui County who have noticed the movement here and are already on their way.
Everyone will be curious, who dares to fight against each other without authorization at the critical moment when the Confucian Temple is discussing matters?
Yun Qi drew the talisman on his palm with his fingers, held it softly, and suddenly let it go, with a thunderous bang.
Chen Ping'an casually used his sleeve to smash a thunder spell around him.
Yunqi kept drawing talismans, clenching his fists and letting go, the immortal's hands were full of thunder.
Chen Ping'an gave a gentle push, and the Five Thunder Seal rose slightly into the air, turning the avenue on its own. He put his fingers together and made a light stroke at will to cut open a cloud of lightning in front of him.
There were more and more discussions on Yuanyangzhu's side, and some people were anxious, "Damn it, where did this guy come from? Is he a great master of martial arts, or is he a tough swordsman?!"
Putting yourself in his shoes, if you had exchanged places with Yun Jie, it is estimated that without the Yun Shui body, he would have been stabbed to death by the flying sword, otherwise it would have been a close body without the Zizhi Bai Luan Escape Talisman, and his neck would have been broken.
What kind of golden elixir, Yuanying, soul and Yin Shen, can't they just be followed by that person and broken into pieces with a few punches?
Yun Jie seems to be a series of immortal spells, flowing clouds and flowing water, with immortal energy floating in the air. In fact, he knows that he is suffering. Fighting on the mountain, fighting back and forth, consumes spiritual energy, and loses the magic weapon, which is a lot of immortal money.
, what consumes is oneself and the foundation of the mountain gate. Why do the Qi practitioners on the mountain hate sword cultivators and pure martial arts so much? One asks about swords, and the other asks about boxing. When they spar, the person being asked often can’t be said to have any great training.
of.
Yun Jie developed magical powers again.
With his hands making secrets and his feet stepping on the seven stars, the jade book under his feet glowed with treasure and evolved into a Taoist altar. Finally, a majestic pavilion appeared behind Yun Jie, with the word "Yuting" written on the gold plaque.
Standing among them was an immortal with an ethereal figure and a vague face.
Around the pavilion, the sky and the earth were dark and flooded by heavy rain.
Yunqi held a long sword in one hand and held a neon charm in the other, with a solemn look on his face, and silently recited an ancient magic formula in his heart: "The white clouds appear at the bottom, the mist descends, first the sun and the moon are lost, and then the universe is transformed, the mountains are animated, the water rises, the four seas and the five mountains,
In accordance with the law of Mr. Jiuhou of the Three Mountains. The gods on the top of the mountain cut off the dragon at the bottom of the sea, decapitated it with a sword, and gave the head to the white boy in the west. This is the order!"
The immortal figure remained motionless, but a flying sword appeared in front of him.
Over at Yuanyangzhu, Qin Zao twisted his wrist, and a green bamboo flute appeared. He gently tapped the palm of his hand and said with a smile: "Yun Jie looks like he is really going to fight for his life."
You have to be careful of getting hurt.
I have never heard of Yun Qi's move. It is most likely that Jiuzhen Immortal Hall's trump card is used to press the coffin board?
Tian Ni said: "Dignified immortals, a sparring match is like being stepped on by others, and everyone will be upset."
Strictly raised his head and looked at the huge pavilion, especially the ethereal "immortal" in it, which was a bit thrilling. "What kind of sacred place is this?"
Qin Zao said with a smile: "God knows, there is a preacher who has ascended to the realm, so of course he is rich."
Although Qin Zao smiled, he was still quite surprised in his heart. In the dark, he felt that the "god man" whose appearance could not be seen clearly was just resting in the rain pavilion and was not from the lineage of ancient water gods.
as expected.
Another fairy pavilion has been built next to Yun Jie, but the plaque has the word "furnace". There is still an immortal sitting in it, and the atmosphere of the avenue is similar.
The immortals in the two buildings each hold a sword.
Chen Pingan looked intently.
I always feel a little weird.
This feeling is just like the man I met when I went out to Flying Eagle Castle in Tongyezhou. Although I couldn't recognize his appearance, I always felt a little familiar.
Of course, it didn't mean that the two "gods" in the pavilion were the men. Instead, Chen Ping'an vaguely remembered an unknown old man who had a very good relationship with Old Yao, but was not a kiln worker. He had a good relationship with Liu Xianyang, and Chen Pingan had a good relationship with Liu Xianyang.
When Ping An was an apprentice kiln worker, he never said a word to the old man. I only heard Liu Xianyang mention that when Old Man Yao was staring at the kiln fire, the two old men often chatted together. After the old man passed away, Old Man Yao still managed Baidu.
Things are very simple.
When Chen Ping'an was about to sacrifice the bird in the cage.
Turning around and looking, an old man came to Yuanyangzhu Island in the wind. After hovering, he sneered: "How dare a little Jade Pu sword cultivator make trouble in the important place of the Confucian Temple?"
The old monk and Yun Jie said to each other in their hearts: "Yun Jie! Are you crazy? Why don't you put away this technique quickly!"
It is the Ascension Realm great monk, Nan Guangzhao.
If this secret technique of the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion reaches its peak state, five sword-wielding gods will appear. Once the monk performs the sacrifice, it is equivalent to five Ascension Realm sword cultivators assisting in the battle and simultaneously delivering a sword with all his strength.
It is a pity that in the hands of the old friends of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, after spending countless heavenly materials, earthly treasures and immortal money, they can only refine the three orders of water, fire and wood, and the power of the attack is greatly reduced. After Yunqi inherited the Taoism, he still
There is only one more native law edict.
The key is that this formation only has one chance to make a move. If there were no outsiders, Nan Guangzhao might have to yell at Yun Jie, and it would be useless after use. Are you wasting it on a Jade Purity sword cultivator?
As for whether Yun Jie was bluffing, or was really cruel and determined to kill the man with his sword, or was using this to express his feelings to Nan Guangzhao and take the opportunity to ask for help, Nan Guangzhao was too lazy to think about it at the moment. Yun Jie was, after all,
He couldn't ignore the only direct descendant of his old friend.
Yun Jie hesitated for a moment, but still obeyed Nan Guangzhao and put away the half-used spell.
Feeling relieved.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The method used by Patriarch Yun Jie to mobilize reinforcements is really eye-opening."
Yun Jie smiled and said nothing, but still carefully operated the mirror to prevent this guy from jumping over the wall.
Since you are willing to talk nonsense, just go ahead and play with Nan Guangzhao.
It’s here, it’s finally here, the Ascension Realm monk is here!
The young Taoist kept rubbing his hands, impatient and greedy, but he still asked cautiously: "Master?"
Li Huai asked: "Aquarius?"
Probably this means that one thing reduces one thing.
Li Baoping thought for a moment and said, "If you can protect yourself, let's stop him."
Li Huai nodded, turned to the old man in yellow whose hands were itching, and said, "Be careful. If you lose, just give up. There is no shame in it."
The young Taoist wiped his mouth and said, "Easy to say, easy to say."
Not giving Chen Ping'an a chance to talk nonsense, the young Taoist laughed loudly, shouted at the top of his voice, "Here comes the young Taoist," and turned into a rainbow and walked away, heading straight for Yuanyangzhu's Ascension Realm.
The entire Yuanyangzhu was violently blown by strong winds, there was thunder and earthquakes in the sky, and strange phenomena appeared, such as the third eye was opened, and huge whirlpools appeared horizontally and vertically.
The huge sense of oppression that filled the world almost suffocated all Qi practitioners below the upper five realms. Even immortals like Qin Zao felt it was difficult to breathe.
Li Huai rubbed his chin. This old guy turned out to be a real person without showing his face.
How come the old blind man and A Liang don’t have the slightest pretense of being an Ascension Realm master?
Li Baoping asked: "You don't know Taoting's cultivation level?"
Li Huai said: "I know, but I just know and I never think too much about it."
Otherwise, if you think about it too much, how can you still be in trouble?
Chen Pingan put away the Five Thunder Seal.
Yun Jie then took advantage of the situation and put away most of the treasures and magical powers, but still maintained the state of Yun Shui.
As for the flying sword that was imprisoned by the five-color rope, Yun Jie felt that it was a bit hot to touch. Return it? Keep it?
The moment he showed up in Nanzhao, there was no such problem. At this moment, Yun Jie was worried and always felt a little suspense.
After all, Nan Guangzhao is his mentor and friend, not the founder of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion.
But that astonishingly powerful person in the Ascending Realm, who calls himself the "young Taoist", God knows if he is the elder of this swordsman's sect.
Chen Ping'an laughed in his heart and said: "We won't continue until Yuanyangzhu's fight is over, so you keep the flying sword for now. Otherwise, if you don't return the flying sword to me, then to be fair, I will have to give it to you again. You
It won't be troublesome to show off this rope again, and in the eyes of outsiders, it will be easy to make a joke, just like children playing house."
Yun Jie felt great hatred in his heart.
Half of them hate the yin and yang of this swordsman, and half of them hate the trouble-making body of the direct descendant Li Qingzhu. An ineffective thing, more than enough to achieve success, more than ruin it!
Chen Ping'an seemed to have seen through the immortal's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't blame Brother Qingzhu, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and the family did not teach him well, so don't blame the younger generation for going out and getting into trouble. When you need help wiping your butt, don't blame the shit for eating."
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Yun Jie snorted coldly.
The man continued: "Don't worry, as long as your final end is miserable enough, many people watching the fun will only say my fault, not pay attention to the order of precedence, and will not ask about the right and wrong."
And these "follow-ups" are actually exactly what Chen Ping'an wants most.
While Chen Pingan was chatting with the white-clothed immortal, he paid attention to the fight between the immortals in Yuanyangzhu.
Very surprised.
Unexpectedly, one of them did not live up to his name in the Ascension Realm. What was even more surprising was that the combat power of that "young Taoist" might be almost the same as that of the old deaf boy from the Sword Qi Great Wall.
The outcome will be announced soon.
Less than half a stick of incense was burned, and at the "gateway" of a vortex, an old man in yellow grinned, his body slightly stooped, and he was slowly sheathing a long sword intertwined with thunder and lightning.
Lian Zhan Nanzhao's dharma form and true body, that piece of shit ascending realm that even he didn't know the name of, had a slanting crack cut in his robe, and his true body was bleeding profusely.
Nan Guangguang's face was filled with an expression of horror that could not be concealed.
Although at first it was because I was around the Confucian Temple that I was restrained and did not dare to exert my full strength, I never thought that I would be completely at a disadvantage if I was not careful.
The young Taoist half sheathed the long sword and asked with a smile: "What do you say? I've stepped down for you. Either you surrender and save your life, or we make a verbal agreement of life and death?"
Nan Guangzhao's face looked gloomy and uncertain.
How should it end? Is there really going to be a big fight? I'm sure we can't win, but we can't just go back to Aotou Mountain in disgrace, right?
The young Taoist sneered,
"Don't be embarrassed. If I don't chop off a few kilograms of your flesh, I won't be able to see the young master."
For Monk Yuanyangzhu, the process of the sun hanging in the sky from its initial loss to its eclipse and finally its eclipse is just a matter of a split second.
The world is dark.
Hundreds of Qi practitioners gathered in the small world of the old man in yellow.
A generous act that steals the day and changes the day.
Li Baoping suddenly said in annoyance: "I shouldn't have helped, but I have done a disservice to my junior uncle!"
Li Huai's heart tightened.
Li Baoping said: "It's my fault, it has nothing to do with you."
Li Huai said oh.
Chen Ping'an smiled with the two of them and said from his heart: "It's okay."
At the Confucian Temple, Jingsheng Xiping, who was standing at the door earlier, had a word with A Liang.
A Liang relayed it to a few people around him.
He was sitting upright, his expression as usual, and no change could be seen at all.
Qi Tingji smiled and said: "Yunqi? The owner of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, if I remember correctly, is in the Immortal Realm. When will Sir Yin Guan be able to fight an Immortal?"
I remember when selecting the top ten young people in the world, Chen Ping'an seemed to be just a Nascent Soul sword cultivator and a martial artist at the top of the mountain.
Lu Zhi said: "Did you fall off a cliff and pick up martial arts secrets?"
A Liang asked doubtfully: "Sister Lu, are you serious or are you joking?"
A Liang then turned to look at Zuo Zuo, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, "You really don't care? If you think it's boring to fight an immortal, I'll do it."
He opened his eyes left and right and looked at the famous Zhuolu Songzi, "Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion and Dayong Dynasty are not strong enough."
Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion is now a vassal mountain of the Song family.
It's not easy to add "子" after your last name.
In addition to Chen Ping'an by the river, there is actually a small heaven and earth forbidden area near the Confucian Temple.
In addition to the discussion by the river, it is divided into three parts. Chen Ping'an seems to be carrying a sword and climbing to Tuoyue Mountain. The Yin God travels far away from his body, and the Yang God goes fishing on the Yuanyangzhu River.
As for why Li Sheng did what he did, Chen Pingan didn't think much about it.
After Hedao Sword Qi Great Wall, the things that originally happened to earthly immortals became a luxury.
Chen Ping'an discovered that this place was somewhat similar to the three "workshops" on the Sword Qi Great Wall.
At the moment, Chen Ping'an was standing at the door of a long row of houses. Inside were a dozen qi practitioners from various schools of thought, who were casting a machine puppet.
There are piles of blueprints on the table in the house, and many treasures of heaven and earth are piled everywhere.
It is a division of labor, collaboration, casting, refining, stacking, talismans, mechanisms, and all the five internal organs of a hundred schools of qi practitioners.
A war is nothing more than materials, money, people, tactics, strategy, and people's hearts.
Li Sheng said that fighting is the biggest strategy. In addition, it actually requires the accumulation of countless details to help Haoran Tianxia turn its advantage into victory.
An old monk raised his head and looked at Chen Ping'an at the door, with an unhappy expression on his face, "What are you doing here?"
I recognize that the young man in front of me is a hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, but it doesn’t matter if he has a transcendent status. It doesn’t matter if he goes to the Confucian Temple to discuss matters, whether he is standing, sitting, or lying down. Don’t come here to interfere.
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to say: "Come here and take a look."
You can't honestly say that you were thrown here by the Lisheng.
The old monk sneered: "Proficient in arithmetic? Good at mechanical skills? Are you a famous craftsman?"
A series of questions.
Chen Pingan just shook his head and said, "I'll just take a look."
Really curious.
The old man seemed to have heard a joke, "Otherwise, what else could you do?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "I can't do anything. I can only guarantee that it won't delay all the masters from doing their business."
When you go out, you have two nicknames. Even if they are unpleasant, they will not offend anyone.
One is sir and the other is master.
If you meet someone who looks like a scholar, call him sir. If you meet a craftsman, call him master.
The old man probably thought that he wouldn't hit the smiling man with his hand. Since this kid knows his taste, he couldn't continue to suppress him.
Chen Ping'an is really used to this and doesn't feel cowardly at all.
After gently crossing the threshold, he put his hands on his sleeves and quickly stopped, carefully looking at everything in the house.
Chen Pingan likes the atmosphere here. Because there is a long-lost familiar feeling, as if he has returned to the entrance of the Long Kiln when he was young. Everyone is silent, each performing his duties, and all the words that need to be said are at hand.
Just like a summer palace, it may not welcome the visit of a certain great swordsman. It has nothing to do with the level of swordsmanship or the level of swordsmanship. It just depends on the specialization of the art.
In Chunfanzhai, Yan Ming, Nalan Caihuan, and Wei Wenlong are busy settling accounts every day, and the handler of the summer palace, Mi Dajianxian, is over there. Why is the table close to the door? Of course he is the door god every day.
, just for show. Mi Yu is generous and can drink a small amount of wine every day, read a few miscellaneous books, and spend his time leisurely.
All skills are actually a small world.
The old porcelain-firing masters of Long Kiln are definitely not as wealthy as those with big names in Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, but if you are a wealthy family in a small town, if you want to buy porcelain, go to the kiln entrance to select "defective products", then don't pretend to be rich.
If you are too arrogant, you will obediently bring a few bottles of good wine, meet, put down the wine, and start talking, but you have to add the suffix of "Master" after your last name again and again.
Chen Ping'an stood there, quietly acting like a wooden figure. It took him about a moment to burn incense without saying a word, and then he quietly left.
The old monk glanced at the door and felt that this young hermit official was quite abiding by the rules.
In another place, Chen Pingan found a group of people in the house who seemed to be proficient in long and short tricks.
In another place, there are maps hanging on the wall. The practitioners are comparing the secret records of the Confucian Temple and carefully drawing the scrolls. They are dismantling the wild geography of mountains and rivers on paper.
At another place, Chen Pingan stopped for a long time. The monks in the room were very good-tempered. Although they did not recognize Chen Pingan's status as a hermit official like the previous master of the craftsman family, they all had smiling faces.
It turned out to be the Ji Ran family. They were a different business and formed their own line. They were calculating the settlement of accounts for several cross-continental ferries.
Over at Aotou Mountain, in the mansion where Liu Jubao was staying, the Aaizhou God of Wealth was looking at the mountains and rivers, and a landscape painting appeared in the lobby.
His wife was already busy on her own, because she heard that there was a baggage house over at Yiaozhou Island, but the woman called her son to join him, and Liu Youzhou was not willing to follow. The woman was very sad, just thinking of those familiar aunts on the mountain.
, I walked around Baofengzhai with her, and every time I fell in love with something I liked, I had to weigh my wallet. If I could afford it, I would grit my teeth. If I liked something but couldn’t afford it, I would pretend to be displeased...
Thinking of these, I immediately became happy.
In addition to Liu Youzhou, there are two other Liu clans who worship him, Pei Axiang and Liu Suiyu in Leigong Temple.
There are also two outsiders, Yu Panshui, and the young emperor of the Xuanmi Dynasty, Yuan Zhou.
The young emperor was full of energy, "This Lord Yin Guan has a bad temper, I like him very much!"
He is highly capable, well-known, and has a bad temper. If he catches an immortal, he will do whatever he says.
Liu Youzhou chuckled and said, "The painting in my study at home must be worth a lot of money now."
Liu Suiyu sat on the chair with a lazy posture, holding his chin with one hand, and said in wonder: "He is Pei Qian's master."
When Pei Axiang saw the punch of the iron cavalry in the scroll, he wondered: "It's a bit too much pressure. Fighting with an immortal and fighting for your life is a bit too much."
Liu Jubao laughed softly and said, "Fat Yu, does he look familiar?"
Yu Panshui nodded, twitching his beard and squinting, "The technique is very good."
By the river, the old scholar did not continue climbing, but asked Chen Ping'an to continue climbing to the top and return to the river alone.
The old scholar was worried and hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but asked: "Is it really not possible?"
The Li Sheng nodded, and after dividing Chen Ping'an into three parts, he verified one thing and it was unmistakable. He said to the old scholar: "In the early years at Shujian Lake, the sequelae of Chen Ping'an's broken golden gallbladder were too great to be destroyed.
It’s not just as simple as missing one of the Five Elements’ natal objects, plus the later Hedao Sword Qi Great Wall, Chen Ping’an is destined to be unable to refine the natal characters except for the Yin God and the Yang God.”
The Li Sheng paused for a moment, looked at the young man walking at the end of Tuoyue Mountain, and said, "It's a pity."
The old scholar held it in for a long time without being able to utter a single word. In the end, he just stamped his feet lightly. The old man could only sigh, "Oh, that little slug who knows his mistakes and never corrects them."
Li Sheng said: "In the final analysis, isn't it Cui Chan's intention?"
The old scholar knelt down and was lost in thought. He was silent for a long time and then nodded, "Actually, he blames me more."
Li Sheng said: "It's not all bad. As a teacher, you don't need to blame yourself too much."
Bai Ze smiled and said: "A hundred ambitions are only promising, and there are many roads."
Panshui County.
Not long after Zheng Juzhong came here distractedly, Fu Xi came over to the house to play chess with Gu Can.
Gu Can's chess skills were average, so Fu Zhi used moves that were comparable to Gu Can's chess skills.
Zheng Juzhong was sitting at the main seat. He was not interested in the chess game and picked up a few books placed next to Gu Can.
When Gu Can was in Baidi City and Fuyao Island, besides practicing Taoism, he would read hundreds of schools of thought and many anthologies, and read even more miscellaneous books.
For example, Zheng Juzhong currently has two books in his hand. One is a green-checkered manuscript on how to estimate labor costs for building large ships.
One is a manuscript about cheating in the imperial examination. The characters are as small as ants, dense but not tight, and sparse and clear.
These books, not to mention the monks on the mountain, or the Confucian students in the academy below the mountain, are not very familiar with touching them.
Zheng Juzhong was actually quite surprised that Chen Ping'an appeared out of thin air in Yuanyangzhu, so he flipped through the book and waved his sleeves.
Before the chess game was over, Gu Can threw in his pieces and admitted defeat.
Fu Xi nodded.
On the scroll, everyone’s thoughts and words can be clearly heard.
Both Gu Can and Fu Xi were accustomed to this.
Chen Ping'an's conversation with Yu Yue and Lin Qing was all heard by Baidi Cheng.
Fu Xi smiled and said: "This hidden official is indeed very good at talking."
Zheng Juzhong put down the book and said with a smile: "Only when you are knowledgeable, can you be sincere when you affirm others' words, and even your denial will have weight. Otherwise, no matter how loud your voice is, all your words will be harsh, harsh or low-brow.
Flattery is lighter than a feather. Fu Zi can no longer learn this thing. He is old, but you have learned it well, Gu Can."
Zheng Juzhong suddenly smiled and asked: "Why do you do this?"
Fu Xi said: "This hidden official is drawing a line for himself."
Deliberately focusing on his identity as a sword cultivator and slightly distancing himself from the lineage of literary saints.
Gu Can lowered his head and looked at the chessboard with few moves.
Zheng Juzhong nodded and said: "Someone has already started to make arrangements."
It will take about three to five years for the people behind the scenes to make Chen Pingan "come to light" in the vast world. They need to shape this last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi into a person with flawless achievements. He was born in a poor alley and taught his career in Li
Qi Jingchun of Pearl Cave Heaven, Qi Jingchun became a teacher and apprentice, traveled thousands of miles, had lofty ambitions, character, and morals, no less than those of a sage who accompanied him to worship. His achievements and accomplishments made him the leader among the younger generation. He was only at such a young age.
The young monk just doesn't have a statue of a god in the Confucian Temple, which must be respected by thousands of people.
Han Qiaise turned her head at the door and asked, "What would Yun Qi do if there were no opportunities like Li Qingzhu's?"
Gu Can picked up two chess pieces, held them in his hands, creaked, and said with a smile: "Far away in the horizon, but close in front of you."
Chen Pingan will definitely find their master, the Lord of Baidi City, to do business.
No matter it is Yuanyangzhu, Panshui County or Wenjindu, there will definitely be some kind of disturbance.
Fu Xi said: "Chen Ping'an just needs to give people an impression. Let people know that he is actually..."
Han Qiaise, who was sitting on the threshold, casually answered, "A person with a bad temper?"
Fu Zhen shook his head, "He is still a young man."
Young and frivolous, young and energetic.
Han Qiao looked suddenly stunned.
Sword cultivator, hidden official, Zhijing martial artist, Lord of Luolu Mountain, Confucian disciple, direct descendant of cultural background, Taoist Ning Yao... all identities and titles are secondary.
Because he is young, he is not knowledgeable enough and can study. If he is not cultivated enough, he can still read a few more books by sages.
Han Qiaose said: "There must be someone who can figure this out."
Fu Xi said: "Everyone with a normal mind wants it."
Han Qiao rolled her eyes and continued to apply blush.
Gu Can said: "He is not guarding against these people knowing, he is guarding against other people's 'thinking they know'."
Fu laughed quietly, "So if that Yu Yue helps with the sword, all of Chen Ping'an's plans will be in vain."
Han Qiao glanced at the little white emperor, and when he smiled, he was indeed very handsome.
Fu Qi continued: "There are indeed many people and things who have good intentions and are harmful to others."
Because once Yu Yue draws his sword, his identity as a hidden official will overwhelm the impression of that "young man".
A young hidden official, half a sword cultivator in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, can ask a sword cultivator named Haoran whom he just met to help him draw a sword when he returns to his hometown. Of course, he will be extremely jealous, resentful and critical. This is different from Chen.
Of course, the original intention of peace will run counter to that.
Gu Can suddenly raised his head.
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "I finally realized it later."
Li Qingzhu of Jiuzhen Immortal Hall is caused by inner demons.
The original intention is still the same, but the intention that is the size of a mustard seed will suddenly become bigger.
The Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion was one of the immortal forces that "encircled and suppressed" Baidi City back then. As for the ascension realm's body and death, it was of course Zheng Juzhong's behind-the-scenes work, treating others in their own way.
That’s all.
Zheng Juzhong picked up a chess piece, placed it on the chessboard, and said casually: "Yun Jie's Taoist companion is considered your senior sister. She is just a piece of work and has no name in Baidi City. Otherwise, with her cultivation qualifications, she will not be able to become an immortal."
Gu Can asked: "Does Chen Ping'an know?"
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "Otherwise? I just gave him a sufficient reason to visit."
Gu Can said nothing. Fu Xi was also silent.
Zheng Juzhong said to Fu Xi: "I will help Gu Can continue to play chess."
Fu Xi shook his head and said: "We will lose. We will not lose."
Zheng Juzhong did not force the matter, and just played a game of chess on his own. The pieces were flying on the chessboard. In fact, it was still a chess game between Gu Can and Fu Xi.
On the road of life, for many spectators, it is just a game of chess and makeup.
Gu Can suddenly said: "Actually, Chen Ping'an is more suitable for Baidi City."
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "Anywhere that is not Baidi City is suitable. When life reaches a water-poor place, it is when the moon reaches the heart of the sky."