Chen Ping'an stood up suddenly, his vision suddenly opened up, and he respectfully hugged his fists to a visitor in the distance.

The boss sword immortal is no longer there, and he is equivalent to half of the guests and half masters of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, of course, he needs to help entertain guests.

Chen Ping'an looked at it at a glance, and as far as the eye could see, on the vast land in the south, an unexpected old-timer appeared.

Chen Ping'an didn't know what magical powers the other party had exerted, and he could directly make the landscape ban carefully set up by Jiazi Account useless.

Once the realm is too different, then it is useless to think too much.

I really sincerely envy the old-timer who threw his eyes away in two worlds, the world is big, if you want to travel far away, where can you go? If you want to return to your hometown, who can stop you? Who dares to come to your home behind closed doors?

Sure enough, the monastic ascent should be like this.

When Long Jun saw this person suddenly appear, he felt like he was facing a great enemy, and his mood was a little solemn.

A gray robe floated to the southern city, condensing a vague figure with sword qi, and the dragon monarch did not speak, just staring at the only big exception in the wild world.

This perverse old blind man, for 10,000 years, has been quite obedient, just guarding his own one-third of an acre, and likes to drive the jealous demons and gold-armored gods to move 100,000 mountains, saying that he wants to create a clean and unsightly picture of mountains and rivers.

Long Jun is jealous of this person, but he can't talk about the slightest awe, in fact, Long Jun and the old blind man have known each other for a long time, and the two sides know each other, and they used to be friends who have a good relationship, but both sides are old, but in the end they have not become any old friends.

Lizhen is more interesting, one saw that the opportunity was not good, and he was worried that the immortals would fight and the vulgar would suffer, so he immediately ran away without saying a word, went all the way north, and even hid directly to the side of the gate, and the sword-hugging man gag, and finally asked Zhang Lu if he had any drink.

Zhang Lu, the big sword immortal who was sitting cross-legged on the horse-tied pile, threw a pot of the immortal wine of the Yulong Sect to Lizhen, saying that it was sent by Xiao Sutuo, you save some drink, I am only swallowing mud now, and I have accumulated more than two hundred jars.

Li Zhen felt that the customs of the later generations of the Great Wall of Sword Qi were really all to Ah Liang, Yin Guan, and other foreign scholars. Nowadays, the swordsmanship is not very high, but one can speak more than the other.

Lizhen drank wine leisurely, bent his fingers, and gently tapped the horse-like column, "In front of the door and behind the door, there are a total of four piles, which have been tied to dragons, cows, horses, and apes in history. It's a pity to win this gate for the time being, otherwise the old man Yuan Shou, who has been greedy for thousands of years, will definitely be broken by him when he passed by here before, and then take the remaining three pillars into his pocket before stopping. ”

Zhang Lu smiled: "In the final analysis, it's not the concubine who looks up and can't beat your master." ”

That Yuan Shou is one of the big demons of the throne, on the battlefield with a sword carrying a long stick, long arms like an ape, and a string of rough stones in his hand, all of which are majestic mountains that disappeared out of thin air in the history of the wild world.

Yuan Shou went to Haoran World this time, Tongye Continent in the southeast and Fuyao Continent in the southwest, all of them have been there, and wherever they go, there is a mountain of the ancestral hall, no matter how big or small, a stick is broken.

Lizhen jumped on top of another tethered ox stake at the gate, and sat cross-legged with the big sword fairy, drinking in small sips, thinking about how to kidnap the second pot.

Zhang Lu asked: "There is one less round of Dayue in your family, and she went back and forth on credit before, twice, and her breath is poor, why, she has a fight with Chen Ping'an? ”

Lizhen nodded, and said regretfully: "It's just a small loss, how powerful Sister Chengyue is, playing the eleventh at the bottom, that's not the right to catch, she is really angry, and she hit Lord Yinguan on his knees and kowtows in three or two strokes, calling his aunt and grandma." The reputation of the first generation was ruined, and there are not many people who have seen this, just me and Long Jun. And I'm the kind of person who keeps my mouth shut and likes to keep my words in my stomach unless I ...... I was invited for a drink, and I just talked a little more. ”

Zhang Lu smiled: "I shouldn't have given you wine to drink." ”

Lizhen said: "I heard that you and Chen Ping'an are old acquaintances?

Zhang Lu patted the dragon stake under his buttocks, "A person who watches the gate, the comings and goings of outsiders, don't you have to take pictures with me?"

At the beginning of the battle of the Thirteenth, Zhang Lu was defeated, and he was degraded to guard the gate here.

Lizhen raised his head to look at the sky, gently placed the wine jug in his hand on the top of the pillar at his feet, and suddenly laughed in his heart: "Look at the gate, Brother Zhang Lu is right, but not all right." It's not for nothing that a handful of surveys will end up in your hometown. And that little Taoist boy seems to throw a futon casually, sitting near this bolt bull pillar every day, playing the yin and shine, and there is also a way to follow. ”

Lizhen turned his head, his face full of pity, "You always seem to be so uncertain, so it's not good to always end up like this." ”

Zhang Lu actually threw a pot of Luhua Island Storage Immortal Brew to Lizhen.

Lizhen smiled in surprise: "I thought that I wouldn't be able to drink Zhang Dajian Immortal's immortal brew in the future." ”

Zhang Lu said: "How rare it is to say a few words of truth from the truth, you should have wine to drink." ”

Lizhen put the wine jug with wine, and the empty wine jug, one left and one right, at his feet, with an unprecedentedly sentimental look, and muttered: "It's better to remember than not to remember, and it's better not to know than to know." ”

Only those who truly have insight and who have attained the Tao will truly be afraid of the impermanence of the Great Dao.

Zhang Lu said with a smile: "It seems that Chen Ping'an won the credit moon, which makes you not feel very good." ”

Li Zhen reached out and smiled at the big sword fairy who was drinking: "In the past, I traveled to the side of the laurel tree, hanging down the world's fishing poetry hook, and now I look up at the bright moon, and the land sword fairy drinks Tianlu." More to the occasion. I will make a pot of wine with you with a limerick poem, don't let the old friend have no broom. ”

Zhang Lu waved his hand and said, "Get out." ”

Lizhen sighed, so he had to open the pot of wine, and raised his head to talk to Huan Bo silently.

I don't know what that old blind man came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

If the old blind man and Long Jun fight to the death, causing the riverbed to be diverted, it will be even more chaotic.

Laughing and laughing, what does it have to do with me?

Crying from the truth, why me?

Zhang Lu glanced at the young sword cultivator, it seemed that on Chen Ping'an's side, he still couldn't get a bargain.

The young hidden official who had been trapped in one place for a long time did not lose his mind and go crazy, and the disciples who were free in all kinds of Tuoyue Mountain were about to go crazy.

Chen Ping'an didn't keep standing at the top of the city, he stepped out, his body fell sharply, and he wanted to land straight like this, but he never thought that before his feet touched the ground, he was hit by Long Jun's sword without warning.

Longjun old dog is too grudgeful.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to move slightly, appearing in the strokes of a large character on the city wall closest to the ground.

Try to get as close as possible to the old-timer.

It's too disrespectful to talk to an old-timer at the top.

The seniors don't care, it's the seniors' minds. Whether the younger generation cares or not, it is the number of tutoring etiquette for the younger generation.

It's not just for the boss sword fairy and the old blind man, Chen Ping'an walks the rivers and lakes, and the mountains and rivers are like this.

At the feet of the old blind man lay a listless old dog, bored, raised a dog's paw and gently ploughed the ground.

Chen Ping'an couldn't break the ban on the Jiazi tent, otherwise he would definitely greet Longjun's seniors with his heart, and hurry up to see his relatives, the one on the ground.

The old blind man said to Long Jun first: "If you don't fight, I'll talk to Lord Yinguan for a few words." ”

Long Jun nodded.

Although the old blind man has a bad temper, he has always said something and can be trusted.

Then the old blind man turned his head, "The dialect of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the elegant dialect of the wild world, which one is more accustomed to?"

Chen Ping'an said: "All follow the predecessors. ”

The old blind man smiled, Chen Qingdu really likes this kind of junior who has a round temperament and a square inside and seems to be very talkative.

Chen Qing doesn't like to talk to people very much, since ancient times.

Just like Ah Liang crawled all the way up the mountain in his early years, and showed off blindly at the door of his own house, saying that a man who only likes to drink alone must have a lot of stories.

Of course, in addition to boasting and patting, saying that the host and guests are all men with stories, Ah Liang also wants to cheat some old yellow calendars from his side

of old things.

The old blind man didn't let him fulfill his wish, and as for the wine that Ah Liang brought with him, he didn't drink it in vain.

The old blind man suddenly kicked the old dog at his feet and scolded: "Flying to the Ascending Realm, if you don't have money, you can still see money?!" Or is there to eat on the ground?"

The old dog was almost able to dig out a lost magic weapon of acceptable rank from the depths of the battlefield ruins.

A few rolls, whimpering, and it simply lay on the ground and didn't move.

Chen Ping'an's smile was as usual, it was indeed true, the big demon of the dignified Flying Ascension Realm, and the juniors of the Little Yuan Infant Realm, grabbed what kind of natural treasures and asked for face.

The sick old dog stretched out his eyelids, glanced at the young hidden official in a bright red robe, and listened to the sword immortals who were guests in the mountains say that this young man is the master of picking up money. Old blind man, you are really blind, and instead of scolding outsiders, you scold your own dog.

The old blind man asked the young man in a barbaric and elegant manner: "How do you know the hiding place of the credit moon? ”

"The juniors are gambling on what if!"

Chen Ping'an didn't even bother to use that heart, and said directly: "I sacrificed the three heavens and the earth almost at the same time, and the moon was still calm, and she didn't even choose to rely on her natal moon spirit to break the formation and exchange avenues with me, so she almost gave me the answer for nothing, and she was also gambling, betting that I couldn't find her." I maintain three large arrays at the same time, and I need to consume spiritual energy, and she can be the heart and moon wall to watch, why not. ”

Chen Ping'an gently clenched his fist and tapped his heart, and said with a smile: "Far away in the sky, close in front of you, closer than what is in front of you, of course, is the state of mind of our cultivators, we have all seen the bright moon, so we have a bright moon in our hearts, whether bright or dim, even if it is just a remnant of the heart lake, it can become the best hiding place for the moon." Of course, the premise is that the realm of credit Yue and the opponent is not too different, otherwise it will be self-defeating, and when she meets her juniors, she can be so supportive, but if she meets her seniors, she will never dare to act so recklessly. ”

The old blind man nodded.

When he was younger than Chen Qingdu, he was much more thoughtful.

At that time, among the many sword cultivators in the world, he thought the most about contemplating and thinking, planning and then acting, Long Jun would only shout and shout and kill, and his sharpness was exposed, Chen Qing was in addition to the sword, he liked to open his eyes the most, look at the world and see the sky, and he had to learn everything, as for the brain and heart eyes, it seemed to be the same age, and he really didn't have as many hidden officials as in front of him.

That's why people don't have a good bird.

The old blind man asked again: "What if the moon is willing to fight for a life or two, and also wants to smash your strange flying sword?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head, and finally said in his heart: "If she can't do it, I'll just let her go." I will remove the caged finch and only maintain the well bottom moon, and the big deal is to use a shattered Five Thunder Law Seal in exchange for her one or two moon spirits to help me quench the flying sword well bottom moon. Even so, in the end, the transaction is still not a loss, and there is a profit. ”

With the pure spirit of the bright moon in the sky, refining the moon at the bottom of the well, and sharpening the blade of the sword, Chen Ping'an, even if he just thinks about it now, he feels that if he has the opportunity to reunite with the moon in the future, the two sides can still try it.

In fact, whether to keep the credit moon at that time, Chen Ping'an did not have much obsession.

Especially through the manifestation of some avenues when the moon was shattered with a flying sword, Chen Ping'an roughly knew that the credit moon was in the vast world, and he almost didn't kill anyone, and Chen Ping'an didn't have too much murderous intent.

Previously, Cheng Yue had just ascended to the city, and regarded her as a demon clan in the wild world.

Of course, Chen Ping'an killed how to come, because he was still on the battlefield, and Chen Ping'an seemed to be facing the entire army of demon clans in the wild world.

But when it became a veritable catch-and-match, Chen Ping'an immediately changed his mood.

What's more, Chen Ping'an was also worried that the credit moon would be annoyed and angry, and with the perfect posture of all his true bodies, he returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to fight with him.

So in the end, he stopped and only intercepted half of her moon.

Chen Ping'an thought of this, looked up at the canopy, the sun, moon and stars were running constantly, there was originally a void in the place of credit moon cultivation, she picked the moon to the world, a bright moon, the moon is twenty, I have one. Very content.

If you stay in the medium-grade lotus root blessed land in your hometown, it will be an extremely bright hanging moon, the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the full moon will gather.

Every year on August 15, the full moon is like a big mirror, and all the people in the blessed land of the world can see everyone they want to see except for themselves.

Of course, if you want to give it to the great disciple of the mountain as a gift for breaking through the realm of martial arts, Chen Ping'an is not reluctant at all.

On the ground outside the city, the old blind man still nodded slightly.

Although the identity of this hidden official as a scholar is inevitably a bit of an eyesore, a young man is smart enough to be right, and it would be better if he could hope for more good things.

In history, there was a scholar who was born in a vast world, first traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and then came to the 100,000 mountains, the seniority is not low, the cultivation is acceptable, after finding the old blind man, the words are chiseled, saying that we literati put pen to paper, only write how the world is true, only need to write all the tragic things in the world, how the book reader feels, never responsible, to see if the book is desperate and more desperate to numbness, let alone care, just to let everyone know the unbearable and unbearable of this world......

As a result, the old blind man, who was tired of listening, slapped him half to death regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one.

It's not that the old blind man is angry with those words, there are thousands of avenues, you can go wherever you want. It's not that the son is not a disciple, and the old blind man is too lazy to care.

It's just that when I came to the door of my mountain house, I broke the rules first, and I dared to come empty-handed, so I had to leave something.

The reason why he was only half-dead was not because the old blind man showed mercy, but because the old ancestor came in a hurry and rescued the remnants of the other party's soul and brought it back to the world.

There was also a gloating Ah Liang on the side, with an expression that I hadn't done anything.

Later, Ah Liang went and returned, and it was rare not to drink, and said a few words. said that such a masterpiece, no matter how well it is written, it is still not good enough. is still a coward, and he wants to pull the reader to share the unbearable suffering in his heart.

The old blind man asked him why he didn't write himself.

That dog day just leaned against the chaimen, ran his hands through his hair, and said that I have seen too many homes that don't use a pen to write books, and only write life essays in the world, shining, long for thousands of years, short for decades.

Chen Ping'an saw that the seniors were silent for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "The seniors came here this time, do you have something to do with the juniors?"

The old blind man put away his thoughts and shook his head, "Just come and see." ”

That old dog only dares to slander in his heart, the old blind man has lost a pair of eyes, look at your uncle's look.

It misses Ah Liang a little bit of that dog's day, and the old blind man will only be more helpless when he meets that guy.

Chen Ping'an suddenly bowed.

The old blind man smiled and said, "What, are you trying to encourage me to do more?"

After Chen Ping'an straightened his waist, "The younger generation is grateful for the great disappointment of the old-timers, but they can be disappointed alone for 10,000 years." ”

As the old saying goes, the mountains are towering, and they are uneven.

This old-timer, who is tantamount to painting the ground as a prison for 10,000 years, has even greater grievances in his heart.

The old blind man nodded, raised his thin hand, scratched his cheek, and smiled a little, "Very good, I almost can't help but beat you half to death." Sure enough, he is smart enough, and he knows how to cherish blessings. Otherwise, I guess you won't have to trouble Long Jun and Liu Cha to find you. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly.

This old-timer who can let the boss sword immortal make a special trip to visit twice, it doesn't look like a joke.

The old blind man turned and left.

It's really just a matter of having a look here and having a casual chat.

As for the old blind man with Long Jun, there is nothing to say about the old blind man, presumably the other party is the same. Old friends in the past are like strangers.

The old dog who flew to the Ascension Realm followed the old blind man with a fart.

The Dragon Monarch also dispersed and returned to an empty body

Gray robes.

Chen Ping'an suddenly shouted: "Senior, how is Ah Liang?"

The old blind man didn't turn his head and said, "Being a king of the mountain, the dog is very happy." ”

Chen Ping'an was both worried and relieved, it seemed that if Ah Liang wanted to come often, he didn't have to think about it for the time being.

Chen Ping'an took the last look, the mountain and water ban had been reopened, but what he saw in his heart was that it was Natuoyue Mountain, which was far away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi. The mountains and rivers are very different, so the people are unharmed.

I want to drink again.

Chen Ping'an first secretly took out a pot of wine from the flying sword fifteen, and then sneakily moved to the small world in his sleeve, and just took out the wine jug from his sleeve, and wanted to take a sip, when Long Jun smashed the wine jug and the wine together with a sword.

Chen Ping'an was accustomed to it, his figure flashed away, and he returned to the city, learning from the student disciple to walk, his shoulders and sleeves swaying together, and he said loudly that the stinky tofu was delicious, and the stewed old dog meat must be a must.

Chen Ping'an didn't know that he couldn't see the outer world of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The old blind man clearly "saw" the scenery of the city.

The old dog took advantage of the old blind man's mood and muttered: "I didn't provoke him, I only met once, and I began to miss my flesh, hateful and hateful." ”

The old blind man sneered: "You are also worthy of provoking the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, who will borrow your dog guts?"

The old dog didn't dare to refute, only dared to wag his tail obediently and beg for mercy.

On a large land thousands of miles away from Tuoyue Mountain, where the old blind man stopped at the beginning, it has been temporarily circled as a forbidden place.

There was a jug of fine wine on its shelf. The old blind man deliberately left this thing here.

The big demon stationed in Tuoyue Mountain didn't move the wine jug, opened one eye and closed one eye, and let it sit alone on the ground.

Even if the pot of wine has been determined, there is nothing unusual about it, it is just an ordinary pot of wine. Still no big demon touched it.

Ten thousand years later, the wild world, the strong are respected.

The old blind man who divided one side was one of the few fourteen realms in the world.

In today's wild world, after Xiao Xuan walked through the ancient well abyss, there is one more, but she is a wild world with luck, not purely with her natal flying sword to join the world.

The Fourteen Realms are too mysterious and unfathomable, and no one can ask where the gap between the two is.

In fact, you can ask Ah Liang at the foot of Tuoyue Mountain, but who dares to provoke it, add fuel to the fire, and make it worse? Is it really that he can't leave Tuoyue Mountain?

Tuoyue Mountain and Ah Liang are not only suppressed, but also a kind of delicate situation of well water does not interfere with river water.

After all, it was Ah Liang himself who was unwilling to give up that path and came to ask Jian Tuo Yueshan.

A great demon female cultivator who is counted as a true senior sister according to her seniority, with the appearance and figure of a beauty in the world, came to the chaotic void under Tuoyue Mountain.

She looked at the Confucian priest sitting cross-legged from afar, using a large number of golden words as futons, quite like an outsider who came here to borrow the mountain to cultivate.

She couldn't understand why this man would choose so much, Mr. Hai Zhou once explained to her the true meaning of "people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves".

So she didn't understand this Ah Liang's self-destructive behavior even more.

The sloppy man saw the female cultivator of Tuoyue Mountain, and immediately sat up straight, "Sister with new makeup, why is it still the old makeup when we met back then?"

The female demon with a pseudonym and new makeup recalled it with her memory, and then frowned: "Let go of your fart!"

Talking nonsense from your own and hitting the iron plate?

Ah Liang was the least afraid of this situation, and said affectionately: "It seems that the new makeup sister, I still remember the first meeting between the two of us, and I am very relieved." There are a few good men, worthy of a new makeup sister to remember for a hundred years. ”

Xin Makeup sneered, "If you had a different choice, how many swords would you use to hack me to death?"

Ah Liang was a little ashamed, his wife was really good at making meat, so I couldn't stand it.

The new makeup didn't understand the deep meaning, only when this man was wandering thousands of miles again, distracting himself from controlling the sword intent and suppressing the void vision under the feet of both sides.

Ah Liang felt that the opportunity was rare and he had to use a killer move.

It's a rare reunion, I'm still handsome and good-looking, and my swordsmanship is higher, presumably that sister is used to it, so let's have some talented and beautiful people.

Ah Liang coughed and moistened his throat.

I didn't think about the new makeup and sneered: "Shut up." ”

This man once traveled the wild world alone with the sword, and because of the constant trouble, his posture of the sword has been seen by many big demons.

While supporting his waist with both hands, he chanted poetry loudly, and his beautiful name was Sword Immortal Poetry Immortal. You must know that behind him, he is still chasing and killing the big demon with the spell.

Ah Liang sighed, the beauty was incomprehensible, and the most disgusting scenery disappointed her beloved.

Xinxiang asked, "You have such a realm, why don't you cherish it?"

Ah Liang said: "I can answer sincerely, but the new makeup sister must also listen to me first." ”

The new makeup nodded.

Sure enough, there were no surprises.

I saw the man clapping his knees with his hands and smiling and chanting poetry.

There are not many smiles, and the voice is not small, "This is my Ah Liang's original three-farewell song." ”

Shu Road is difficult, will enter the wine, sleepwalk in the sky and don't stay.

Pipa line, long hatred song, endowed with ancient grass farewell.

Mourning the king and grandson, there is no home, Danqing introduced General Cao.

"If it's not a bet, otherwise it's actually replaced by the mud mountain, with a salary, one hundred and fifteen days and nights to the moon. It's also very good. ”

"Wash the soldiers and horses, give flowers, and look for quatrains by the riverside. Well, it seems better to change it to Sanchuan Guanshui and ten rhymes. ”

"Good fellow, such a spring of thoughts, like a wheel, can't stop, amazing. ”

The new makeup said: "Have you had enough?"

In the end, Ah Liang nodded, his expression seemed to be smiling, his hands were clenched into fists on his knees, and he said to himself: "After a good Jia Sheng cried, there was no one left. A good drunk horse fall people don't laugh, and I invite the princes to bring wine to see. ”

The new makeup quietly waits for that answer.

Why do you Ah Liang not cherish the Fourteen Realms of a sword cultivator so much.

"Because I cherish this hard-won Fourteen Realms. ”

Ah Liang didn't play a scoundrel, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that the new makeup sister is not young and has traveled too little, so I don't understand." After all, it's not that swordsmen are hard to agree. ”

The new makeup is silent.

Whether it's a swordsman or a sword cultivator, the whole world recognizes it.

It's just that this man is trying too hard to "pretend" the Sven people, which is really annoying, and I always feel that why bother, when you are a sword immortal.

Xinxiang once asked Mr. Zhou how Mr. would choose if there were people like Ah Liang in Haoran World.

Mr. Zhou said with a smile, then I won't come to your hometown, and the reason why Ah Liang is Ah Liang is because there is only one Ah Liang.

According to legend, the reason why Ah Liang fought with a sword alone and ran rampant in the wild world several times was actually to find the "Jia Sheng" who had no ambition in the world in the past, so he had to cry with ghosts and gods.

It's just that Zhou Mi has never been willing to see him.

Ah Liang stood up suddenly, with a solemn expression, and recited in a deep voice the words in the book that he had read when he was young and had obtained his great divine will early.

The eyes are extremely thousand, the heart travels in the wilderness, the courage breaks the ground, and the sky is high.

The clouds are steaming and the dragon changes, and the spring trees and flowers are blooming. Creation is in me, heart and hand?

All of Ah Liang's words turned into golden words as big as mountains and smashed into the abyss under the golden futon.

The words even more manifested the golden dragon, the spring breeze tree flowers, haunted the white clouds, and suppressed the evil qi that rose to the sky.

Confucian sage, heroic and upright. With a constitution in his mouth, he follows the law.

In the depths of the ground, there was the sound of the earth cracking that day, as if the road was blocked, and I had to retreat temporarily, but the residual momentum was still slowly transmitted to the golden futon.

Let that new makeup only feel thrilling.

The man wiped his head with both hands, smiled with the female demon of the Tuoyue Mountain and asked, "Reader, is it fierce?!"