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Chen Ping'an's ferry port, and the ferry to Yunsong country is not in the same place, paid ten snowflake money, took a wooden card, and returned the seal given by the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, Chen Ping'an followed dozens of people to the ferry, the location is actually the entrance of an underground cave, the entrance of the cave is as wide as five or six zhang, full of immortal masters and celebrities of the past dynasties and celebrities cliff carvings, "fish scale fairyland", "the sun and moon in the pot are long", "Yaolin Cave Sky" Most of the pen strength is vigorous, after entering the hole, the light is bright, a group of people go down the stairs, after slowly walking a stick of incense, enter a huge cave hall, the stone walls on the east and west sides, there are lifelike flying murals, the big sleeves are dragging, the spirit is fluttering, the woman's face is clearly visible, the body is plump, but it does not give people a sense of bloat.

There is a three-story boat moored at the side of the ferry port, the stern of the boat has a dragon head and dragon tail carving, in addition to the huge size, almost comparable to the dynasty of the Great Lake warship, the style seems to be no different from the secular ferry, except for Chen Ping'an, there are already more than 300 people crowded over there, there are all kinds of shops and merchants at the ferry, how exquisite, do not hang plaques and couplets, only hang the name plate outside the store, sell calligraphy and painting, cakes and melons and fruits, as well as some local specialties around the comb water country, such as a small lichen of the color clothing country, Cockfighting cups, pine needle calligraphy and painting in Songxi country, elm leaf carving, root carving arhat in ancient Yu country, etc.

Chen Ping'an previously paid ten snowflakes and rented a single room on the second floor, in fact, the first floor only costs three, that is, three thousand taels of silver. Fortunately, Chen Ping'an is a person who has taken a kun boat, so he will not be shocked, and he sold Wuyue True Shaped Bowl and Lightning Strike Ebony in Qingfufang, and there are 450 more snowflakes in Qingfufang, which is a good profit, plus Chen Ping'an needs to practice boxing and walking piles every day, so this money has to be paid, and it is not easy to save.

There was a ferry qi practitioner sitting on a small stone platform on the shore, sitting on the Taishi chair, holding a tea cup covered with partridge spots, drinking countless sips, and the tea did not see the bottom. He reminded everyone aloud that the ferry would go south after half an hour, and before boarding, you could buy some cheap and high-quality specialties to bring back to your hometown, and then he focused on mentioning the lichens of Caiyi Country and the potted plants of Shanlan Country, which were greatly exaggerated and touted, and also reported the number plates at the door of the two stores.

Chen Ping'an stood silently in the crowd, and suddenly thought of Liu Gaohua, the son of the Taishou of Rouge County, and the scholar of the ancient Yu country, as well as the cockfighting cups they carried at the time.

In the crowd, the young man wore straw sandals, carried a sword box, wrapped in cotton cloth cross-body, and carried a bag of melons and fruits.

Although there are a lot of people, only two or three steps between people, but compared to the noise of the state and county markets, this Xianjia ferry is much quieter, mostly friends gather together, whispering, few people speak loudly, some children who can't bear the lively nature are also held by the elders of the family, and they are resolutely not allowed to run around.

After all, it is the place where the legendary gods gather.

Whoever practices qi on the mountain, whoever goes out, will not engrave the name of the master on his forehead, let alone reveal his true realm cultivation.

Five realms in the lower five realms, a total of ten realms, there are so many realms, they are dead, but people are alive, the saints are similar in speech and nature, the habits are far away, the road is long, and after decades and hundreds of years of practice, God knows what kind of temperament a qi practitioner will be in the end? If he has no scruples about everything, and only relies on a pair of fists and a body to cultivate as he pleases, he will definitely be trampled on the ground by others one day to reason.

However, if you are fortunate enough to be born in the immortal mansion with the prefix of the sect, such as the Divine Decree Sect, the Zhenwu Mountain Fengxue Temple, and the like, especially the Guanhu Academy that shocks the Aquarius Continent, even if you are not a disciple of the lineage, you are still qualified to run rampant on a continent, and it is virtually like hanging a safe card.

Either there is a preacher in the Jindan Realm Yuan Infant Realm, which is also a talisman with a lot of weight.

Grievances on the mountain may be things that ordinary people have added up to for several lifetimes, so it is better to settle the grievances than to settle them, Fenglei Garden and Zhengyang Mountain are the best examples, what happened to Su Jia, the fairy who was once high above?

Chen Ping'an was silent, just took off the wine jug and drank wine, waiting for the ferry to depart for the south, this trip to the south by boat for 200,000 miles, get off the ferry, there will be other immortal ferries directly to the old dragon city, and then from the old dragon city across the continent to the inverted hanging mountain, into the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so there is no chance to travel the rivers and lakes with friends, even if you want to drink, you can only drink alone.

The ferry is about to set sail, the guests began to board the boat one after another, Chen Ping'an found his room on the second floor, compared to the Kun boat Tianzi room on the Wutong Mountain Ferry, it is very cramped and cramped, only a bed is placed, and there is a small balcony for only two people to stand outside.

Chen Ping'an put down the melons and fruits that cost more than ten taels of silver, took off the sword box and package, sat on the neat and comfortable bed, and remembered the wooden bed of the ancestral house in Mud Bottle Lane for no reason. But it seems that there are rich people, and there are many ways to cool off the heat, not to mention the mountain practitioners with great powers.

Chen Ping'an sat up, rolled up his sleeves and trousers, and showed a faint appearance of talismans at the wrists of his hands and above the ankles of his legs, and his true qi slowly flowed, as if he was wrapped in an invisible burden, which was inconspicuous to look at, and the book "The True Book of Dan" given by Li Xisheng was not recorded. This is the handwriting of the old man Yang, called the Eight Two Talismans of True Qi, the old man did not elaborate, only said that it could help the pure martial artist to refine his body with his true qi when he was asleep, and as long as Chen Ping'an entered the Qi Refining Realm, these four talismans would disperse on their own, if he could not break the bottleneck, let Chen Ping'an go to the southernmost Old Dragon City of Aquarius, go to a dust pharmacy to find Zheng Dafeng, and let the former town janitor help untie him.

Chen Ping'an put away his sleeves and trousers, walked to the balcony of the ferry, according to the local county records of the Combing Water Country, the formation of this underground waterway, is the last real dragon in the world to be chased and killed by the immortals, diving into the ground, it was opened up with a huge body, and finally drilled out of the ground at the mouth of the cave in the Combing Water Country, and finally went to the north of Dali, and finally the battle ended, and there was the small cave of Lizhu. Therefore, this waterway has the common name of "walking the dragon road".

There is a channel on the left and right sides of the river so that the ferries from the north and south can go separately, and an endless fence is erected in the middle, and every ten miles, a fluorescent lantern will be hung on the stone wall, illuminating the nearby river extremely brightly. But at night, the lanterns are extinguished so that passengers can rest and sleep without being affected by the bright lights.

There is some noise next door on both sides, it seems that there are a lot of people, the ferry is for the second floor room, the constraints are relatively relaxed, up to five people can live, there is no bed to lie down, and the floor is on the floor. After all, ten snowflakes is not a small expense. It is not easy for qi practitioners to practice, especially in the mountains and fields without roots of duckweed, making money, especially big money, is extremely risky, if there is no shortcut and way, it is not an exaggeration to say, it is all hard-earned money with the head tied to the waistband of the trousers, and every snowflake is eager to be broken into eight petals, which is the normal feeling of people.

Chen Ping'an's room was facing, facing the waterway on the other side of the river, the ferry began to move forward, and found that near the railing of the boat board on the first floor, there were already many people holding fishing rods, and there was no bait on the hook, it was an empty hook, but the hook flashed fluorescently and was thrown directly into the underground river, which was actually a brutal way to drag fishing.

From time to time, there are really palm-sized stupid fish on the hook, dragged onto the board, thrown into the fish basket, but if you catch the whole body of snow-white, a finger long silver shrimp, the angler will be very happy, it turns out that this thing has a great origin, is the unique thing of this underground river, in the comb water country simply called "river dragon", the south is nicknamed "silver", this thing can absorb the water elf gas, but also the old glutton

The juvenile shrimp is half an inch long, after more than ten years, it can grow to the length of a finger, a hundred years later, it can be as long as two fingers, such as the military general wearing jade armor, but it is exquisitely clear, such a hundred-year-old "river dragon", full of aura, delicious and abnormal, can be sold in the south to the sky-high price of half a snowflake money.

If the passengers on the first floor can catch six large "silver", it is equivalent to taking a ferry for nothing. Not only can you make a lot of money, but also can play the light yin, why not? It's just that a finger-long river dragon is easy to fish, and if you want to hook a two-finger-long river dragon, it still depends on fate and luck. The river channel of the ferry port of the Comb Water Country has been excavated for thousands of years, and it is rumored that someone once caught a three-foot-long river dragon, with golden shrimp whiskers, which alarmed the Quartet, and finally sold it to the city lord of the old Dragon City, but it is a pity that the great immortal of the rich armor and half continents bid for it, the outside world does not know.

Chen Ping'an himself has liked fishing since he was a child, so he rarely didn't want to do anything, lying on the railing, staring at those anglers for a while, thinking that there should be fishing rods to sell on the boat, but I don't know if it is expensive or not, if one or two snowflakes can be won, then after practicing boxing, you can indeed go to the boat fence to try your luck.

Back at the house, Chen Ping'an ate melons and fruits that were fresh and had no aura, and began to think about practicing boxing, a journey of 200,000 miles, which took two months, during which he stayed at the Xianjia ferries of various countries and repaired supplies, adding up to about four or five days. The speed of this ferry is inferior to that of the Kun boat, which is also normal, and the Kun boat is a cross-continent ferry from the Beiju Luzhou Gate Sect to Jiao Mountain, which is far from being comparable to this ferry.

Chen Ping'an roughly calculated, if you remove eating, sleeping, and idle chores a day, count it for two or three hours, and strive to practice boxing for nine to ten hours a day, plus now that the boxing has changed from slow to fast, taking advantage of the sky, then you can walk about 3,600 times a day in six steps, two months and sixty days, and you can practice boxing almost 200,000 times.

It sounds like a very simple calculation, but when it comes to real practice, Chen Ping'an, who is extremely skilled in boxing, knows very well that it can make people crazy, even Chen Ping'an, who thinks that his strength is acceptable, feels a little difficult. Before practicing boxing, whether it was going to Dasui or going south to reach the country of combing, along the way, there were mountains and rivers, each with its own scenery, but this time the boat ride was to be in this abbot's land, as if it was a withered wall.

The most important thing is to walk the pile, compared to the bamboo building and the old man to practice boxing and endure hardships, it is two different things, the latter is more of a test to bear the pain of flesh and skin, the soul of the "quick knife short pain", and the former seems to be relaxed and leisurely, punch by punch out, the more to the back, the more a blunt knife cut the long pain, just like the snowstorm from the ancient plank road of Huangting Guo into the Dali, to the end of every breath, like swallowing a knife.

No wonder the old man said that martial arts are tempered, not only to fight with heaven and earth, to bear the pain of the mountains crushing the body, but also to fight with themselves, and to simmer slowly to make a fixed word.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, closed the balcony door, and began to walk the pile, with light steps, fast punches, and punching with intent flowing.

After that, it was such a boring day and night, Chen Ping'an didn't even go to the ferry restaurant to eat, and only used dry food to make three meals a day.

After the summer, even if the weather in the underground river is cool, Chen Ping'an is still sweating profusely, walking from the door of the house just stopped at the wooden door on the edge of the balcony, after a fist pile, turn his head and come again, over time, the floor of the house is full of sweat stains. Every time I practice boxing to exhaustion, I take a nap, in this narrow room, unlike the previous long trip, there are always all kinds of concerns, just sink down to practice boxing, twelve hours a day, planing to sleep for two hours and a few breaks in the middle, and finally a full nine hours of punching, completely forgetful, heaven and earth seem to be only such a little place, no more famous mountains and rivers, no more big rivers surging, mountain wind blowing and rain and snow cold, as if spring, summer, autumn and winter and birth, old age, sickness and death are only between the abbot.

After twenty years, the wooden door of the viewing balcony was not opened once.

In the night, Chen Ping'an lay on the ground, his clothes soaked, the floor wet, like a fish dragged ashore, panting for breath.

Chen Ping'an grinned, wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, if it was the owner of the building who was proficient in the way of assassination, how could he sneak attack him at this time?

Looking down, looking at the sword gourd, he could only rely on these two little ancestors.

In the next ten years, Chen Ping'an had to take off the wine bottle on his waist, even the straw sandals on his feet, rolled up his sleeves and trousers, and walked back and forth in the house barefoot to practice boxing.

From refining the body to the fourth realm of the martial arts of refining qi, it seems that with only one breath, he can step over the remaining foot, but that foot is like being stuck in the mud, Chen Ping'an can't pull it out, and after a whole month of boxing, the progress is still slow, and he pulls that foot out of the mud a little.

Between the practice of boxing, the world outside, is not all without movement, the neighbors on both sides of the passengers are accustomed to the ferry life, they are no longer restrained, the left hand side seems to be a room of heroes in the rivers and lakes, every day to drink wine and eat meat, talk about the enmity of the rivers and lakes, just between the words, more in other countries to chat, very rarely pop out a few words of Aquarius Yayan, Chen Ping'an every day to practice to the extreme stage, will be from the mystery of the "self-forgetfulness" When the realm jumps out, the slightest movement will sound like spring thunder, so listening to the high-minded talk over there, Chen Ping'an only felt a little irritable.

And the guests on the right next door, like the immortal masters of the small sect on the mountain, are traveling down the mountain, relatively quiet, but the practice twice a day in the morning and evening, to recite the mountain gate rituals in unison, the wooden plank sound insulation is not good, these practitioners of the lower five realms have used the unique breathing technique, which is also a troublesome matter.

If these things can be tolerated, then there is one thing that will happen every three or five days, which makes Chen Ping'an cry and laugh.

On the third floor of the ferry overhead, all the rich people lived, probably on the top of Chen Ping'an's house, were a pair of fairy couples on the mountain, and their love was abnormal, and there was often a squeaky bed shaking, through the floor, to the downstairs, and that's it, the female qi practitioner was probably also a person who couldn't help herself, and often "cried" , Thin, obviously bullied the man miserably, Chen Ping'an couldn't figure it out, since the woman suffered so much, then don't follow your man again and again, since it is husband and wife, why don't both sides open up and reason?

Chen Ping'an was helpless about this, it was not good to go upstairs and knock on someone's door, and tell the man that you would have more pity on some Taoist couples in the future, and you should not get an inch again. This kind of boudoir matter, Chen Ping'an, an outsider, can open his mouth, and he is not close to people, it is definitely not reasonable. It's just that Chen Ping'an also found that he didn't like the chatter upstairs, but the high-rollers on the left liked it very much, as soon as there was a creak at the foot of the bed and a woman's whimper, they would immediately stop talking, everyone laughed, Chen Ping'an learned the truth from the rare words of Aquarius Yayan, they were like watching a martial arts master's peak battle, and they discussed it very carefully.

And the mountain immortal master on the right seems to be quite thoughtful, and the four of them will always tacitly say nothing when they encounter this incident, but their breathing is obviously a little more disordered than usual.

It seems that he is very angry and annoyed.

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an began to gradually adapt to these worries that hindered his state of mind in boxing.

It was once in broad daylight, the foot of the bed above her head shook so loudly that the woman cried, and Chen Ping'an just silently drank wine and ate dry food, just hoping that the floor would not collapse and smash the bed on top of his head.

The ferry stopped at other ferries several times on the way, and Chen Ping'an did not even appreciate the customs of the southern countries because he had never even opened the door.

Chen Ping'an calculated the time, now is about the season of mangs, if it is in his hometown, now it is busy farming, there is a saying that mangs are in a hurry to plant grains, even if it is some young men who burn porcelain in the dragon kiln, they will be allowed to go home to help, the old man Yao who served as the kiln head in his own dragon kiln, although he has a bad temper and loves to scold, but in this kind of thing, he is very generous, other kilns generally only have three days of vacation, Yao old man will give four or five days, but it is a poor potter like Liu Xianyang Chen Ping'an who has lost his ancestral fields early, due to the lack of people at the kiln mouth, the dragon kiln fire does not care whether you are a few people, so Chen Ping'an was at this time in his early years, on the contrary, it is more tiring than those who work in the fields.

Chen Ping'an has been practicing boxing for a whole month, and before he knows it, he has walked the pile 100,000 times.

His greatest interest at the moment was to find out if any of the anglers on the boat had caught a rare two-finger river dragon.

Another day of practicing boxing until noon, Chen Ping'an suddenly found that there was a surplus of wine in the sword gourd, but the dry food was no longer enough for three meals, so he had to hang up the wine jug, carry the sword box, put on straw sandals, and pushed open the door for the first time, ready to go to a restaurant at the stern of the boat to buy some food that was easy to store, not far away, because it was the point of eating, it was the time when the passengers went out, when Chen Ping'an went out, it happened that the group of heroes in the left room were also going out to forage for food, Chen Ping'an slowed down slightly, opened a distance of five or six steps, and followed behind the five people, some of whom couldn't help but look back at the strange neighbor who met for the first time, and soon someone pulled his sleeve, signaling not to be sideways.

The man quickly retracted his gaze, the young swordsman with the wooden box on his back, walking alone in the rivers and lakes, young, but looking at his calm bearing, it is indeed best not to provoke, if it is really a sword cultivator who is unique in ten thousand, even if his group is not bad, they are considered famous families in the rivers and lakes under the mountain, but they still can't afford to be guilty.

Up and down the mountain, not afraid of 10,000, just in case. Take this Xianjia ferry, in case it will be one hundred and one.

If you are unlucky, you drink cold water and stuff your teeth, and you really have bad luck and bump into one hundred and one thousand, what should you do?

This Jianghu martial artist once had the honor to see a sword cultivator make a move, quite far away, the young sword immortal is only the age of a weak crown, but after the natal flying sword out of the body, it is called a sword like a rainbow, invincible, facing several famous Jianghu bigwigs, what sword qi spits out the Jianghu Sword Sect, what kind of horizontal physique, invulnerable boxing master, poke poke, aggressive, all to the mountain sword immortal in the head of a hole.

Ordinary qi practitioners can say that after all, there are hundreds of schools of thought, three sects and nine streams, and they may not all be mountain immortal masters who are good at attacking, but competing with the sword cultivators on the mountain, especially the sword immortals who raised the natal flying sword, are really the old birthday star who eats arsenic-frost, and he is tired of being crooked.

Along the way, there was nothing to do, I bought a few catties of dry cakes with my buddy in an overcrowded restaurant, paid the money, and returned to my house, after closing the door, I opened the wooden door of the balcony, stood on the balcony and nibbled on the dry cakes, and drank wine with a sword in one hand, and there were still sparse anglers on the railing of the boat on the first floor, but Chen Ping'an chewed slowly and drank in small sips, and after watching for two quarters of an hour, he only caught some ordinary fish, and not even a young silver was baited.

Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered that the young Cui Yun was once on the top of the mountain, bored and followed him to practice the sword furnace and set up a pile, saying that there is a high-grade blessed land under the sky, which is very special, and it is connected with a cave, and the two are very different from all other caves and blessed lands. Aquarius Nanjian Kingdom Shen Yu Sect occupies a piece of blessed land, called Qingtan blessed land, the blessed land is a bit similar to the country of the vassal, but it is more vast, self-contained, containing the rules of heaven and earth are also different in size, high and low, often rich in production, can be continuously seized by the immortal family, the pattern created, must be the bigger the sect, the higher the peak of the mountain, such as Lizhu Cave Heaven, one of the thirty-six small caves in the world, the original pair of power to turn the tide, for the Song family to continue the national Zuo of the big Li double wall, is the Lizhu Cave Heaven to go out, Then he was the first to get the moon by the Dali Dynasty.

The world is big, Chen Ping'an has traveled twice, even if he has not yet stepped out of Aquarius, he has actually experienced it, and the town that Old Man Yang said is unimaginable. Chen Ping'an has also learned some.

It's just that on this trip to the south, Chen Ping'an missed many places, some of which were too late to go, and would take a long detour, such as Qingxia Island in Shujian Lake, where Gu Can and his mother were located, Chen Ping'an hoped that the two of them would live well and not be bullied, but he hoped that Gu Can would not become a qi practitioner and turn his head to bully others, and eventually become a mountain immortal like Fu Nanhua, the young city lord of Old Dragon City.

Some places are not suitable for the time being, such as Zhengyang Mountain, where the moving ape is located, Qingfeng City, where the Xu family is located, and Zhenwu Mountain, where Ma Kuxuan is located.

It doesn't make sense to go, you can't beat it with your fists, it's not in Lizhu Cave, and without the rules and regulations of Mr. Qi and Master Ruan, you can only be trampled to death by someone, Chen Ping'an still has this self-knowledge.

Chen Ping'an drank wine, in the restaurant there was learned that tomorrow will be in the anointing ferry stop for half a day, you can get off the boat to enjoy the scenery, near the ferry, is a famous scenic spot, called Taiye Pool, this season is the time of the mountain flowers, as long as you walk out of the ferry, to the nearest mountain, along the way are birds and flowers, if you are lucky, you can also catch a flower charm called "vanilla Niang", they are naturally fragrant, the fragrance is elegant, it is the best living sachet, deeply loved by women practicing qi and wealthy women.

Chen Ping'an felt that it was good to go out for a walk, to take a breath, and after a whole month of being closed, he felt that the whole person was going to be moldy.

After making up his mind, Chen Ping'an turned around and left the balcony, closed the door and continued to practice boxing.

At dawn the next day, the ferry docked at the shore, and the cave hall was small and exquisite, and the fragrance was pervasive, which was more spacious and magnificent than the comb water country, and had a unique charm.

The ferry shook slightly, and Chen Ping'an, who had only slept for less than two hours, opened his eyes and began to get up and pack his luggage, bringing all his things with him, and not daring to stay in the room on the boat. Perhaps it is the reputation of the Taiye Pool, and it is indeed a good place, Chen Ping'an found that almost all of the more than 400 passengers on the ship had to get off the boat to enjoy the scenery.

Mixed in the flow of people, after Chen Ping'an got off the boat, there were a group of men and women with extraordinary bearing around him, and the breath of the two old men was particularly long, like a river flowing slowly, and his steps were light and agile when walking, even if he was not a mountain fairy in the middle five realms, I am afraid it was not far away. Chen Ping'an is not a person who likes to eavesdrop on people's conversations, but he stayed in the house to practice boxing during this time, and he really couldn't do it, and it was rare to hear someone talking in Aquarius Yayan, so he subconsciously pricked up his ears.

They talked about the general trend of mountains and rivers in the north and south of a continent, the latest movements of the mansions of the major immortal families, and the anecdotes of celebrities in some dynastic countries.

Most of them chatted lightly, the two old men talked the most, and the young juniors beside them listened attentively, rarely interjected, even if they asked, they were bound to be respectful, and some people in Chen Ping'an's impression were very different, such as the sword cultivator Liu Baqiao in Fenglei Garden, the sword cultivator Cao Jun of the Cao family's ancestral house in Mud Bottle Lane, and the Zhou Ju of the Guanhu Academy who had recently met him, it seems that he is not such a restrained character.

The last old man with a small black jade seal hanging on his waist was very angry when he said that the Kun boat in Jiao Mountain crashed and suffered heavy casualties, and he was very angry.

Another old man was worried, saying that although the crash of the Kun boat was indeed caused by the sword qi and the destruction of the Kun boat, what good is it that a dynasty in the middle of Aquarius with many sword cultivators is full of swords and wants to shoot down a ferry ship from Beiju Luzhou? At that time, the power that could gather so much sword qi would only be the court of that great dynasty, but that emperor had already gone to the Divine Sect in person and swore that there would be no such thing, and then accompanied by Qi Zhen, he personally met with the Daoist Lord of Juluzhou Xie Shi, who only said that all the monks of Juluzhou traced the truth.

Approaching the entrance of the cave, Chen Ping'an suddenly stopped, then suddenly quickened his pace, and asked the two old men with fists: "Two immortal masters, take the liberty of asking, what happened to the passengers on that ship?"

An old man ignored this, didn't look at the young man with a sword on his back with a northern accent, and continued on his way.

The old man who hung the seal stopped and said patiently: "Almost no one of the passengers in the Lower Five Realms survived. Even the Qi Practitioners of the Upper Five Realms have also died many times. At that time, countless sword qi surged into the air from a mountain, which was tantamount to a blow from the sword immortal of the Upper Five Realms, think about it, how powerful it must be?"

The old man looked at the young man's slightly changed face, and the old man sighed and continued to walk.

Chen Ping'an stood in place, knocked on the shoulder a few times by the bustling flow of people, unaware, and finally came back to his senses, he found that almost everyone had walked out of the cave and went to the Taiye Pool to enjoy the scenery.

Chen Ping'an walked slowly to the entrance of the cave, the sun was shining outside, and in the distance, you could see a big hill with a gentle slope, and the gorgeous flowers and plants all over the sky were blooming.

After killing the femme fatale in Rouge County, Chen Ping'an actually got a treasure, but he didn't sell it in the Green Worm Workshop of Comb Water Country, it was a pen wash, the bottom of the pen wash was circled, there were sixteen characters, spring flowers and autumn moon, spring breeze and autumn trees, spring mountains and autumn stones, spring water and autumn frost. The font is tiny, and if it will be like a tadpole slowly circling around, Chen Ping'an because he likes the word spring, and because there is a pair of sisters and maids on the Kun boat, their names are consistent with those words, at that time Chen Ping'an also regretted why there is only spring water and no autumn fruit, otherwise if there is a fate to see you again in the future, such as taking the Jiao Mountain Kun boat at the Wutong Mountain ferry again, you must take out the pen wash, and give the two of them a look, so as to teach them to know that there is such an interesting thing in the world that is not written by coincidence.

Chen Ping'an stood at the entrance of the cave, with no sad look on his face, just stunned, looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance.

Finally, Chen Ping'an turned around and walked towards the ferry.

Behind him, the purple and red bloomed all over, and the young man stopped looking.

When I got to the ferry, I went back to my room on the second floor, closed the door, and continued to practice.

It's nearly a month again, slowly passing, and in two days we will be disembarking.

Late at night that day, unconsciously, going around and around, Chen Ping'an had beaten 200,000 fist piles.

He put on a clean clothes, opened the wooden door of the balcony with bare feet, and there was a rare silence on and off the ferry, Chen Ping'an saw that there was no one around, so he jumped on the railing gently, and finally sat on the top, facing the leisurely flowing river next door, drank wine, didn't think about anything, drank and drank, and finally found that there was no wine in the wine jug.

In the sword gourd, more than ten catties of fine wine brewed in Jianshui Villa, before taking the boat, only let the bearded man and the young Taoist priest drink some, because they have been drinking very modestly in the past two months, so they have been drinking until now.

Chen Ping'an shook the wine gourd with a ginger pot at the bottom, but it was really gone.

I just didn't want to die, so I raised the flask high and craned my neck, even if there were a few drops of wine left.

There's not a bit left, it's really gone.

So on an oncoming four-story ferry boat in the next river, a guest who lived in the wing room on the top floor was also sitting on the balcony railing, she looked at the young man who shook a sword gourd vigorously and wanted to drink, and finally resigned herself to putting down her arms, holding the good-looking sword gourd with both hands, and resting her chin on the mouth of the gourd.

She figured that this teenager must be a drunken fool.

She played with it, lifted the jade wine jug in her hand with one hand, put the other hand to her mouth, and shouted: "Here and here, little drunkard, I have wine here, if you want to drink it, take it!"

Chen Ping'an maintained his original posture and glanced at the sound.

A girl in a dark green robe, seeing that he didn't move, simply threw out the wine jug in his hand, but the wine jug threw a wonderful arc and landed two feet away in front of Chen Ping'an's eyes, and swept back into her hand with a swish, the girl was overjoyed and laughed to herself.

Two ferries passed by.

Chen Ping'an's face was expressionless, and there were no ripples in the heart lake. I just think she's a fool, right?

Don't raise a sword gourd, flip back and fall on the balcony, close the wooden door, Chen Ping'an continued to practice boxing.

When the wine is gone, you can buy it again. What about the people gone? Chen Ping'an didn't know.

So this is Chen Ping'an's first time practicing boxing, and then he went to the restaurant in the middle of the night to buy wine, the restaurant has long been closed and the door is closed. I had to go back to the house and continue to practice.