Chen Ping'an looked up at the sky, Zheng Dafeng's breaking weather was so great that it directly made the sea of clouds of the Fu family show his true body, but in the end, the person and the sea of clouds slowly disappeared together, and he couldn't help but ask worriedly: "Will the movement be too big?"

The Yin God smiled, "The movement is loud enough to deter rats and jackals. ”

Zheng Dafeng can accumulate thick and thin, break the bottleneck in one sentence, of course this Yin God is happy to see it, if Zheng Dafeng dies here, the Divine Monarch will naturally be fair and fair to do business with people, but these Yin Yin Gods who came out of that small temple do not have this treatment. Once the Divine Monarch's plan is broken, it will provoke anger and kill it thousands of miles away, it is not surprising.

Chen Ping'an, who has always been cautious, chewed this sentence carefully, and felt that it really made sense, but this kind of truth does not apply to himself for the time being, it doesn't matter, just like those words engraved on the small bamboo slips, save them first, and the skills of walking the rivers and lakes are not pressing, and the truth is even more so.

Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "Will it be known all over the city, what does Zheng Dafeng want to do in the future, isn't it everywhere the eyeliner of the Fu family and the five surnames?"

Yin Shen glanced at the direction of the East China Sea, shook his head and said: "Fu Qi has already gone out, taking this opportunity, Zheng Dafeng should be able to take advantage of the situation to do a few business, and when he returns from the sea of clouds, he will definitely not be as fanfare as he was when he went up." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, put away all the emerald green pieces of small bamboo slips, and put them into the square inch, these bamboo slips, both the ordinary green bamboo left over from the small bamboo box made for Lin Shouyi and Li Huai, and more of them are the remnants of the bamboo building given by Wei Bai after returning to Luoluo Mountain, all of which are the Qidun Mountain Fenyong Bamboo that moved out of Qingshen Mountain。

The Yin God suddenly asked: "Can you give me a small bamboo slip, the one with the words 'The gods are different, the yin and yang are separated, the soul is fixed, and the golden body is molded'." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head without hesitation and refused: "No." ”

Do you think you are a treasure bottle Li Huai, I will give you whatever you want?

But Chen Ping'an immediately remembered that he was in the alley, and the Yin God exposed Zheng Dafeng's thoughts in person, whether it was Old Man Yang's meaning or not, it seemed that he should admit it, and after figuring out this joint, Chen Ping'an immediately became generous, "Okay, I'll send it to you, it's just a piece of bamboo slip." ”

Although the Yin God didn't understand why Chen Ping'an changed his mind, it was too straightforward because of its urgency before, in fact, the Yin God didn't want to take advantage of this, and explained with a smile: "I haven't finished speaking, I actually want to buy that piece of bamboo slip with you, ten Gu Yu money, how about it?"

Chen Ping'an just took out the bamboo slip from Fang Cunwu, and after hearing the three words Gu Yuqian, his scalp suddenly felt numb, and he wondered: "Even if the bamboo slip is made of Qingshen Mountain's Fenyong bamboo, it is so big, is it not worth this terrifying sky-high price?"

Yin Shen smiled indifferently: "Selling it to anyone else, it will be a few small summer coins to die, but for me, this bamboo slip with this sentence is worth this price." Why, don't sell it because the price is too high? If it's cheaper, you're willing to sell it?

Chen Ping'an stood up and handed over the bamboo slip, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, put the things away." ”

Yin Shen took the bamboo slip with one hand, and there were ten Gu Yu coins stacked in the palm of the other, Chen Ping'an took the spiritual Gu Yu money, looked at it twice, and then hurriedly collected the square inch.

Yin Shen quipped: "Not sure about the authenticity? The cost of Xiaoxia money and Gu Yuqian is endless. ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "I have never seen the real Gu Yuqian, but I can trust Mr. Zhao." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't drink the wine anymore, so he had a sword gourd with flying sword fifteen on his waist.

Xiaoxue money is equivalent to one thousand taels of silver in a secular dynasty. One small summer coin is equivalent to one hundred small snow coins. One Gu Yu coin is equivalent to ten small summer coins. This is the so-called "thousand, hundred, ten" of currency trading on the mountain. As for the gold and copper coins specially made for Lizhu Dongtian, they are more precious than Gu Yu money.

Ten Gu Yu Money!

At this point, I finally feel a little bit of a pocket.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Mr. Zhao, otherwise, I'll show you all those bamboo slips, do you want to buy anything else?"

Yin Shen shook his head and smiled: "The money bag is empty, I can't afford it." ”

Ten Gu Yu coins were actually all the savings it had saved this time when he followed Zheng Dafeng south to Old Dragon City.

The reason for this high price is one thing, congratulating Zheng Dafeng for breaking through the realm, his soul was shaken at that time, and he fell in love with that proverb at a glance, which is even more critical. There is a providence in the underworld, and everyone in the world can not believe it, but it can't. It's not that he is really willing to take out ten Gu Yu coins in one go, but he has to do this, the deep meaning of it, mysterious and mysterious, I'm afraid that only the Qi practitioners of the Yin and Yang family can understand it.

As a result, Chen Ping'an said again: "It's okay, Mr. Zhao, which piece of bamboo slip do you like, I'll give it to you." ”

Yin Shen turned his head to look at the young man, smiled, stopped talking, and looked up at the sea of clouds again, feeling a little interesting.

The old dragon city is too big, just like there are very few people in general, they will pay attention to the movement of a paper kite and a bird in the air, Zheng Dafeng's wind ascends to the sky, and then breaks through the realm to attract a vision of the sea of clouds, and the people under the feet of the man will not notice anything, but almost all the qi practitioners and martial arts masters in the middle five realms can't help but look up and pay attention to this scene, especially the Fu family, the biggest disturbance, waiting for the girl Zhigui under the dragon platform, and even go to the sea of clouds in person, see this figure who can break through the sea of clouds.

Due to the cover of the sea of clouds, outsiders can't see the appearance of the man above the sea of clouds clearly, and most of the cultivators in the high positions of the old dragon city are more likely to join in the fun, guessing the true identity of the peak powerhouse, is it the ancestor of the Fu family who holds a half-immortal soldier who broke through the barrier? Or is the ancestor of the Yunlin Jiang clan knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger for the family daughter who is about to marry the old dragon city?

The old dragon city is prosperous in commerce and trade, crowning the Aquarius Continent, as an important transit hub connecting materials on three continents, where there are many fish and dragons, there are many rich people, there are many gamblers, and the competition between friends in private, and even the bets of several large gambling stalls, have sprung up all of a sudden. There are all kinds of strange bets, there are bets on the identity of this person, bets on whether this person will be disabled by the Fu family, bet on the gender of this person and even the surname......

The Fan family's mansion in the inner city, the current head of the family, several family ancestors, and worshipping Keqing, there are no young children, all of them are centenarians and above, standing side by side in a high-rise corridor at this moment, everyone is full of joy. They started to calculate with the characters above the sea of clouds ascending to the sky, and with the previous information, they could deduce that it was Zheng Dafeng of the dust medicine shop, who entered the ninth realm without warning and became the great master of the mountaintop realm at the end of the martial arts, for the Fan family, this is naturally a great thing, and Zheng Dafeng will stay in the old dragon city in the next few decades, if nothing else, the Fan family is tantamount to one more mountain peak realm martial artist who fell from the sky, the difference between eight and nine, the difference between cloud and mud!

Pure martial arts introductory refining, mid-stage qi refining, peak refining gods, each has three realms, the further back, especially after the seventh realm, the gap between the two adjacent realms will become more and more like a chasm, so there is a martial arts saying: high realm against the enemy low realm, killing people is just a punch.

It's just that some people think that this killing word should be changed to a wound word, which is more accurate.

It is a bit similar to the rank of the national players in the chess world, the same is the ninth section, the chess players who are strong and nine are weak, and the chess players of the seven or eight sections occasionally defeat the weak nine national players with wonderful tricks, but in the end it is a special case, not common sense in the chess world. Having said that, the evaluation of the chess skills of Aquarius, especially the eight or nine sections, is often only played by the chess edicts of a certain imperial court, and the level of chess power of each chess edict is itself very different, far less than the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and the Confucian Academy will personally let the chess gentleman come forward to investigate.

A Fan family Jindan ancestor stroked his beard and smiled: "Fan boy has such a preacher, what a great blessing!"

Laughter erupted.

Suddenly, the sea of clouds above the old dragon city surged and sank, almost everyone was caught off guard, they were in the sea of clouds, looking around at a loss, even if they were close to relatives, friends, and fellow believers before, and then felt a suffocating sense of oppression, whether it was a qi practitioner or a pure martial artist, the qi engine operation at this moment was more or less stagnant and slowed down, but after an instant, the heaven and earth returned to clarity, and the clouds and mist dissipated to the point that there was nothing left, and many Jindan realm monks who were dormant or enshrined in the old dragon city were in a particularly heavy mood.

Zheng Dafeng went to the Eight Realms to travel to the wind, but he walked back to the alley on foot at the top of the Nine Realms Mountain.

The women in the pharmacy were laughing and playing from beginning to end, without any unusual feelings, which was not only the frog at the bottom of the well of the people under the mountain, but also another kind of stability for ordinary people. When they saw the shopkeeper who had entered from outside the shop, they did not think deeply, but the man took two jars of wine bought from the neighboring street, lifted the curtain, bowed his head and walked into the courtyard, and threw a jar of wine high to the young man who was sitting on the bench, and he picked up the old cigarette stick, and sat down again on the steps in front of the main house, silent, neither smoking dry tobacco nor drinking alcohol.

The first thing he said when he opened his mouth was not to say to Chen Ping'an, the preacher who was "appointed" by the old man, but to ask the Yin God, "Lao Zhao, can you open the skylight now and speak brightly? What else does the old man have to say? Chen Ping'an will leave this place on the ferry from Guihua Island in a few days, can you give me an accurate word about the protector?"

The Yin God shook his head and said, "The Divine Monarch only told me, if you succeed in breaking the realm, you will enjoy the blessings, and if you fail to break the realm, you will throw it into the sea to feed the fish." ”

Zheng Dafeng rubbed his cheeks vigorously with both hands, "My mother-in-law, I'm still confused." ”

Zheng Dafeng put the old cigarette stick in his arms, opened the mud seal of the wine jar, lowered his head and slipped towards the wine jar, like a dragon drawing water, the wine condensed into a line, and ran to Zheng Dafeng's mouth by himself, Zheng Dafeng wiped his mouth, and looked up at the sea of clouds, "Lao Zhao, did you say that the old man guessed the scene I saw when I broke through the realm this time? Did you expect that I was almost going to knock on my heart and hit the gate of heaven again? Did you expect that I saw the scene near the gate and almost ......?"

Zheng Dafeng sighed, then lowered his head and took a sip of wine, and suddenly smiled, "I can't tell the old man's words, it has two meanings from the beginning, 'lifeless Ninth Realm', haha, the old man is really naughty......"

The Yin God tugged at the corners of his mouth.

I feel that Zheng Dafeng really doesn't know whether to live or die.

Zheng Dafeng seemed to be pinched by the neck, looking around, very weak-hearted, quickly got up, came to the middle of the courtyard, faced the north, and said to himself: "Old man, don't be surprised, the disciple Zheng Dafeng broke through the realm successfully, but he couldn't tell you this happy event in person, he felt very guilty in his heart, old man, you are wise and martial, the measure is large, don't be angry, the disciple only bows three times and sticks incense, talk about his heart!"

Zheng Dafeng really held the incense in his hand, and bowed three times in the direction of the distant Dali.

Chen Ping'an wondered how Old Man Yang could teach such world-apart apprentices as Li Er and Zheng Dafeng.

However, when I thought of Li Baohua, Li Huai, Lin Shouyi, and a few of them, they also had very different personalities, with a difference of 108,000 miles, so Chen Ping'an was not surprised.

But Zheng Dafeng had a strange movement before saluting incense, Chen Ping'an could see it clearly, Zheng Dafeng raised an arm, stretched out his hand and wrapped it around the top of his head, as if there were three incense sticks hidden there, and took it back into his hand.

Zheng Dafeng finished this Shinto thing, sat back on the bench with a lazy meaning, as if he had really made up his mind and began to enjoy happiness, he stared at Chen Ping'an, Chen Ping'an looked at him.

A scoundrel who seems to have a lot of debts but doesn't want to pay it back.

One seems to be saying that if you dare not pay back, I can't beat you to death and annoy you.

The Yin God looked at these two and suddenly realized that he didn't understand the way of the world today.

A voice broke the deadlock, someone lifted the curtain, but did not immediately enter the courtyard, he raised the bamboo curtain high in one hand, and carried a pot of the best osmanthus brew in Old Dragon City in the other, just that exquisite wine pot can sell a snowflake money, the handsome young man with red lips and white teeth saw that there were still outsiders in the courtyard, he hesitated for a while, stood in place, and asked softly: "Mr. Zheng...... Can I come in?"

After the boy walked into the dust medicine shop, the Yin God had already dispersed.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look, it was a peer, it could be seen that he was a pure martial artist, and it should still be the Three Realms for the time being, by observing the breathing and exhalation between the young man's words, as well as the slight trembling of the muscles, bones, skin and flesh of the whole body, as well as the blood and spirit flowing outside, this old Dragon City teenager's martial arts foundation was acceptable, but there were many flaws, and many mouthfuls of pure true qi in the body's qi mansion "Hunting Post Road" seemed to be not wide enough, and not smooth enough......

Chen Ping'an was suddenly surprised.

He found himself overlooking someone else's martial arts realm.

It wasn't until this moment that Chen Ping'an realized that he had really reached the fourth realm of martial arts.

Zheng Dafeng didn't care about Chen Ping'an's fugue, and waved at the young man and smiled: "I know that I can't hide it from your grandfather, but it's not that I said you, the congratulatory gift is a pot of osmanthus brewed by the Fan family? ”

The young man was dumbfounded, and said helplessly: "Mr. Zheng, I heard my grandfather say this, and I sneaked out to deliver wine, not what my parents meant, otherwise Mr. waited for me to inherit the osmanthus island in the future, and then prepared a big gift......?"

After the boy put down his drink, he ran away.

Zheng Dafeng didn't stop the fan family kid who was in a hurry, squinted at Chen Ping'an, who was dull and dead, and thought to himself that he was also a young man, look at the Fan boy, treat people sincerely, be generous, easy to speak, and have the advantages of a body, and then look at you Chen Ping'an, the old account of five cents, you can keep it for so long, you don't look white, old-fashioned and pedantic, and you have a stinky problem!

From the young man's words, it was enough for Chen Ping'an to learn a lot of inside information.

The boy was born in the Fan family of the old Dragon City who followed the Fu family to bet on Da Li together, and now he is apprenticed to Zheng Dafeng, and he will have the Osmanthus Island ferry in the future.

Coupled with the previous revelation of the Yin God, Zheng Dafeng wants to do business with the city lord Fu Qi.

Chen Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, regardless of the crooked intestines of these big people, it should not be a big problem for him to choose the Fan family ferry to go to the inverted hanging mountain this time.

In the future, whether the old dragon city will be a fight among the immortals, or a group of demons dancing around, is something they need to consider, Chen Ping'an only needs to stay in the pharmacy and wait patiently for a few days, and then climb the osmanthus island, arrive at the inverted hanging mountain, go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, find Miss Ning, and send out the sword behind him......

Zheng Dafeng stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and said with a smile: "Fan boy, come back, are you really going to help me cheekily ask for a congratulatory gift?"

In fact, what the young man said when he got home, Zheng Dafeng didn't care at all, he really felt that getting along with Chen Ping'an was a bit boring, it was better to grab a pistachio and come back to relieve his boredom, so as not to stare at Chen Ping'an, the key was that he was a martial artist of the Nine Realms and was not good at being wild, and even a little swaying in his heart.

The young man who was about to run out of the alley was suddenly pulled by the back collar of his shirt, staggered back, startled him a lot, and thought he had met an assassin, and then heard Mr. Zheng Da's voice like a heart-resounding voice, the young man smiled, waved his hand to signal that the Jindanjing family worship does not need to be nervous, the young man turned around and ran back to the dust shop, shouted a few sisters to a few slightly familiar women, and then opened the curtain and returned to the courtyard, behind him was a burst of cheerful warbler Yan Yu.

The boy liked this atmosphere from the bottom of his heart.

The fairy heroines in the gate of the Fan family are of course more beautiful and fairy, but the young people have known for a long time that the smiles they show when they see them are different from the sisters here.

One is to the future head of the Fan family, and the other is to the boy who pops up from a corner who doesn't know where to go.

The boy does not dislike the former, but likes the latter.

Chen Ping'an moved a stool for the young man, and the young man hurriedly took it and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head with a smile and said, "You're welcome." ”

Then the young man carried a stool and looked at Zheng Dafeng, "Sir, where should I sit?"

Zheng Dafeng waved his hand and quipped: "Go and sit on the bamboo curtain at the door and help control the wind." ”

"Okay. ”

The young man happily ran to sit at the door, still sitting upright, his waist was straight, his eyes were looking at his nose and nose, and his hands were honestly on his knees, although the young man tried his best to make himself look dignified and solemn, but a pair of eyes couldn't help but smile. It's as clear as a flowing stream, and there will be sounds when you're happy, and there will be sounds when you're unhappy, not the kind of deep water that is speechless, and nothing is late.

Chen Ping'an suddenly, a little envious of this young man.

There was something in the boy at the door that he had always wanted but couldn't.

Wen Sheng Lao Xiucai was drunk at the beginning, and he was carried by him, patted him on the shoulder and said, The young man should carry the grass Changyingfei and Yang Liu Yiyi on his shoulder, don't think about any family hatred and country hatred, moral articles.

The boy at the door was like that.

Chen Ping'an couldn't do it.

Zheng Dafeng seemed to sense Chen Ping'an's strange emotions, although he didn't necessarily know the exact idea, but the man thought about it, and threw the pot of osmanthus brew back to the Fan family boy with a smile.

The young man smiled brightly: "Mr. Zheng, I only dare to take one sip." ”

Chen Ping'an raised his sword cultivation gourd, laughed along, and said, "Drink together." ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously and said, "Then I'll drink more in this sip!" Oh yes, my name is Fan Er, not a nickname, just Fan Er, because I have a sister in front of me, called Fan Junmao, so I am called Fan Er...... Well, in fact, it makes me sad to have my sister and my father give me such a name. What about you?

The boy took a big sip of wine, his face was flushed, and he coughed repeatedly, and it seemed that he was indeed a little sad because of the name.

Chen Ping'an drank the wine and said with a smile: "My name is Chen Ping'an, Ping'an's peace." ”