The girl in the pink skirt ran out of the attic with a large handful of ancient books, and after seeing this scene, she looked at Chen Ping'an's eyes with some fear.

At the same time, a boy in Tsing Yi fell from the sky, ragged and embarrassed, and there was a golden light flowing around him, like a fierce soldier escorting a prisoner.

The little boy in Tsing Yi lay on the ground panting, wiped the blood from his face, turned his head to look at the dragon crossing the river with unknown roots, and the anger in his eyes was unbearable, it is not surprising that he has been powerful and blessed in the river outside the city for hundreds of years, and suddenly beat people into a mourning dog, and his heart is naturally resentful.

Cui Yun snapped his fingers, and the golden light flew back into his sleeve like a swallow.

Seeing that Chen Ping'an was a little puzzled, Cui Yun smiled and said: "Sir, have you ever remembered that outside Yefu Pass, I bragged to Mr. about how rich the apprenticeship ceremony was, and I said that this temporarily ownerless natal flying sword, named 'Golden Autumn', is in good quality, and it can be controlled without too high a realm, and it runs as expected." ”

Cui Yun grinned, quite proud, "The previous owner of the flying sword was once a well-deserved sword immortal in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, a chess idiot, maybe his brain was caught in the door panel, and he actually thought about changing his course, from sword cultivation to chess, but his chess skills were not proficient, and he gambled with me for his life, and lost to me this flying sword, but in the final analysis, he also wanted to break the cauldron and sink the boat, and he didn't want to have any connection with this flying sword." ”

Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "Then can Lin Shouyi use this 'Golden Autumn'?"

Cui Yun looked like he had a toothache for a while, "Sir, it's not as eccentric as you, of course Lin Shouyi can use it, but he can refine and drive it, and he will definitely destroy the heavens, I am willing to give it to Mr. as a student, and I am never willing to give it to Lin Shouyi, an outsider." ”

The girl in the pink skirt and the boy in Tsing Yi glanced at each other with a sharp heart, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Middle-earth, Sword Immortal, Chess, Gambling Life.

Together, these words are shocking enough.

Chen Ping'an looked around, saw nothing unusual, and was about to leave and continue on his way.

"Sir, wait a moment, let me explain the reason thoroughly, so that Mr. will not have any complications on his way back to his hometown. Cui Yun pondered for a moment, then took out the inkstone that was originally the treasure of Fulongguan Town, and ordered Huang Tingguo, a pair of fire python water snakes: "Speed put the real body into it, my patience is not very good, my rules are no more than two, if you dare to delay again, don't blame me......"

Before he said a few words, Cui Yun was murderous, just thinking about simply slapping the boy in Tsing Yi to death, out of sight and out of mind, after all, according to the plan of Longquan County, it is enough to be able to have a relationship with the old Jiao, the fire python water snake in front of him, the road is not high, and the Jiao is not completed, far less than the cold food river water god of Dashui Mansion, in the end, their capture is just a small addition to the icing on the cake, at the beginning, the treasure house in the square inch cannot be opened, so I want to give it to "Mr. own " Subduing the two little guys, even if it is useless, they will be raised by their side in the future to help take care of the mountain, plus the special background of Lizhu Dongtian, it is barely feasible.

So he Cui Qi really doesn't care about their life or death, now that Mr. is already a gentleman, and a student is already a student, Cui Yun knows Chen Ping'an's character very well, it is really a stone in a pit, smelly and hard, if he doesn't recognize himself, it's useless to give him 10,000 fire python water snakes, and now he recognizes himself, without two insignificant little guys, it's not in the way at all.

Thinking of this, Cui Yun had some mixed feelings, dealing with Chen Ping'an, saying that he was really tired, and he felt more difficult than moving Wuyue, but when he crossed the invisible threshold of seeking Taoism, he had a very strange feeling that he could make such a scheming person as Da Li Guoshi give birth to some ...... Peace.

Seeing the golden light flowing out of the cuffs of the young man in white, the little boy in green clothes hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "I beg the immortal master to spare his life, the little one is willing to give the immortal master a soup and fire, and his liver and brain will be smeared, although he will not regret his death!"

The girl in the pink skirt who has read thousands of books in this Zhilan Mansion Library has some shame and companionship, she is not the kind of monster who talks about it, and she is a little overwhelmed.

Cui Yun didn't bother to talk nonsense with the little water snake cub, and raised the inkstone, "I'll count three." ”

The girl in the pink skirt hesitated slightly, and a small flame python as thin as a silk thread burst out from the center of her eyebrows, swept into the inkstone, and then her face was snow-white, and her body was shaky.

Seeing this, the boy in Tsing Yi had to sigh old-fashionedly, and nagged, "That's it, the one who knows the times is Junjie", only to see that he smoked seven holes, and finally condensed into a small black and green snake slightly thicker than the fire python, flew into the inkstone, and a python and a snake curled up in the inkstone, not daring to move at all.

After all, on the edge of the inkstone, there is an old Jiao entrenched sleeping, which is the ancestor of their kind of monster, maybe it is still as far away as eighteen generations.

Cui Yun put away the inkstone sent by the Da Li Dead Soldier halfway, and sneered: "Don't know what to do, but if you are a little restricted, you can use this to sharpen your realm, and change it to a monster belonging to the dragon of another continent. ”

The girl in the pink skirt who grew up in this square inch of the study building since she was a child is grateful.

The boy in Tsing Yi, who has always been carefree and wild by nature, pouted and disagreed.

Cui Yun turned a blind eye to this, and said with a playful smile: "Dali Longquan County knows, right? The place where the Lizhu Cave was shattered and fell, my husband was the rich man there, owned five mountains, and also collected a lot of snake gallstones full of spiritual energy, this thing is the condensation of the spiritual blood of the last true dragon in the world, and its value is weighed by yourself." So along the way, I was waiting for my husband. ”

The girl in the pink skirt lit up, and bowed to Chen Ping'an, her face full of joy, "The slave is willing to follow Mr." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi was even more neat, plopped, knelt down and kowtowed, banging, "Master, there is no shortage of beautiful women and maids who lack warm quilts, I know a lot, but there is no shortage of people in the cultivation, as long as the master nods, I will rob the master...... Oh no, it's for the lord to use eight sedan chairs to invite over. ”

Chen Ping'an rubbed his forehead and glanced at Cui Yun, could it be that things gather like likes? How can you provoke these freaks who are not stingy. On the other hand, around him, the treasure bottle, Li Huai and Lin Shouyi are very serious.

After being cut off by Lao Xiucai, although Cui Qi is now a teenager, and most of the young people are in the heart, but the vision, vision, and city government are still there, for Chen Ping'an's thoughts, through this glance, Cui Qi guessed a seven, seven, eighty, eight, eight, a little helpless, where are these children normal Li Baohua? Take 10,000 steps back and say, you Chen Ping'an is normal? A broken fist score, how many people in the world are bent on hitting it a million times first, and then talk about other things?

The little boy in Tsing Yi raised his head, "Master, there is a young son in Cao Hushan of Zhilan Mansion, who was in charge of keeping an eye on me on the riverside outside the city before, the realm is not high, the Taoism is not bad, the talent is quite good, and there is a fairy mansion as a backer, at this time, it is estimated that he has already joined his father, if he is left alone, there will be trouble in the future, do you want me to ......"

The boy made a gesture of opening his mouth wide and eating it in one bite.

Cui Yun smiled and said: "Deal with you, my reason is only half of the story, and then you accompany Mr. to just go out of the city, and I will stay to finish." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and advised, "Don't kill indiscriminately." ”

Cui Yun laughed and said, "If the gentleman speaks, how dare the students not listen." ”

The bamboo basket moved slightly, Chen Ping'an turned his head to look, the Huai Mu sword shook slightly, the pocket and cute girl in gold clothes, all the way along the wooden sword and the back basket, came to Chen Ping'an's shoulder, beckoned to him, Chen Ping'an comprehended, turned his head sideways, this strange spirit who has been living in the Huai Mu sword, whispered in his ear, Chen Ping'an listened carefully, and said to Cui Yun: "It tells me, if you go to the Great Sui Academy, I want you to say two words to Mao Xiaodong, one is 'Heaven and man are separated, and the other is 'Heaven and man are separated, and the other is ' Etiquette is set by Lun, and the law is the hegemon'. ”

Cui Yun sighed softly, his expression complicated.

Obviously, one sentence is Lao Xiucai's parting message to himself, and the other sentence should be Qi Jingchun's last words that he originally hoped to pass on to Mao Xiaodong through Chen Ping'an's mouth.

Cui Yun was a little discouraged, and pointed to Chen Ping'an at the villain on his shoulder, "This is the only remaining incense villain in Lizhu Cave, most of the golden body has been molded, it is very rare, there is a mountain temple in Mr.'s Luoluo Mountain, and the mountain god is still trustworthy, and in the future, you can put this incense villain in the ancestral temple to raise, take the incense burner as the house, and the incense as food." ”

The golden-clothed girl standing on Chen Ping'an's shoulder hesitated, finally took a deep breath and looked at Cui Yun, "Mr. Qi also left a sentence, but at that time Mr. said that you may not have a chance, now that you have recognized Chen Ping'an as a gentleman, although people are still bad people, I think I can tell you about it." ”

Cui Yun was stunned on the spot, his heart was a little agitated, and he slowly said: "Listen to me." ”

The incense villain in the gold robe said in a childish voice: "The student asked, 'Crab six kneels and two chels', what is the explanation? ”

Cui Han laughed heartily, laughing so much that tears flowed out.

Everyone was baffled.

Cui Yun walked to the library building alone, couldn't stop laughing, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes as he walked, turned his head and smiled: "Sir, I won't send it." ”

Cui Yun walked into the study building, looked at Chen Ping'an's back at the window on the second floor, and shouted loudly: "Sir, if you encounter a big disaster, you can turn around and find the old waiter of the household, just say that you are my husband, if you can go against your will and say that you and Lao Xiucai are half a teacher-student relationship, it will be better!"

Chen Ping'an turned his head and said, "I know, you are careful." ”

Cui Yun waved his hand and muttered: "Get up and act, you and I encourage together." ”

Cui Yun climbed all the way to the top, came to the sixth floor, and climbed high and overlooked.

The reason why he was reluctant to climb this floor before was not that there was any mystery here, but that the young man's heart was at work again, which reminded Cui Yun of some unpleasant past.

Whether it is the first disciple of Wensheng or the national teacher of Da Li, they all came from a young age.

Cui Yun reached the top floor, fell backwards, and casually put the ancient inkstone aside, completely ignoring the dust staining the white clothes.

He turned his head and looked at the inkstone, "Since you have already started to do it, why don't you go all out and wipe out all the dragon seeds of the ancient Shu Kingdom?"

Cui Yun looked at the colorful caisson on the top of the building, carved with a majestic dragon.

It's not the same as my own study building in my memory, the light is dim, but there is no such beautiful scenery.

Cui Yun closed his eyes, a little sleepy.

I still remember that when he was young, he was extremely talented, but his mind was uncertain, so he was ruthlessly "imprisoned" by his grandfather, who had high hopes, in the small attic on the top floor of the study building, moved the stairs, sent food boxes with ropes for three meals, and ate and drank Lazar in such a big place.

Naturally, there is a toilet, which will be changed every day, and in order to resist and express their resentment, the child often tears off the pages of the book as toilet paper, or origami paper for a small paper kite bird, throws it out of the building through a small window, and flies in the wind, and then every time he will hear his grandfather scolding under the attic with a cane.

At that time, one of the things Cui Han did the most was to build up all the books in the attic, stand on top of the high pile of books, lie on the window and look at the river outside the city, and often look at it for several hours.

At that time, Cui Yun was not called Cui Yun, but Cui Yun, who interpreted the word for the sound of water, and interpreted the word for the majestic mountains.

The grandfather who named him, of course, hoped that this grandson would grow up to be a man of virtue and culture, with the beauty of famous mountains and rivers, both wisdom and benevolence, and beautiful landscapes, so that he could become a seed of reading and become one of the gentlemen and sages. But the child didn't appreciate it, and after finally walking down the attic, he soon left his hometown to travel, out of his home country, out of a continent, and finally went all the way to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, but he hated not going far enough, and the farther away from the stubborn old man, the better, and deliberately removed the word, leaving only the relatively favorite word, and in the long years to come, he always called himself Cui Yun to the outside world.

Even if Cui Yun returned to Aquarius and became the national teacher of Da Li, he still never returned to his hometown once.

Didn't want to go back.

Cui Yun opened his eyes and wiped his face with his sleeve, "What do you see, I haven't seen the old man sad." ”

On the top floor, there was an old man in a Confucian shirt who was out of his body and traveled far away, it was the old Jiao, the old man stared at the inkstone, his face was gloomy.

Cui Yun didn't get up, waved his sleeves, and whisked the inkstone towards the old man, "Your three-hundred-year cultivation has been defeated, and the last time the matter was cleared." Next, you don't have to rush to Longquan County, to help capture the remnants of the dragon genus, regardless of the size of the dragon, together in the inkstone, my husband left a lot of snake gallstones in the best condition, and did not bring them out of his hometown, and he did not bring them out, otherwise with his temperament, God knows if he will be a wealth boy, squandered it early, it is just right now, and it can be used to the best in the future. ”

Cui Yun sat up and shook his shoulders nonchalantly.

Lao Jiao put away the inkstone, clearly perceived the changes in the young man's weather, and the anger in his heart instantly disappeared, turning into helplessness and admiration, "The national teacher deserves to be a national teacher." ”

Cui Yun sighed, "From nothing to three, from three to five, it's not worth making a fuss, in this small Aquarius Continent, it is rare, but if it is replaced by that Middle Earth Divine Continent, you don't have to stay there for a thousand years, in just a hundred years, you will find countless amazing geniuses, rising rapidly, and then falling in an instant, and even making you dizzy, in the end, you will find that only old and immortal, and old and immortal, is really powerful." ”

The old man in Confucian shirts, the father of the founder of Ziyang Mansion and the god of cold food and water, the nominally resigned and retired old squire of Huang Tingguo, shook his head and smiled: "That is not a place where we can stay, once discovered, there is a chance that nine times out of ten it will be caught and skinned and cramped by those great dynasties." ”

Cui Yun was still sitting on the ground, and said with a blank face: "Things have changed again, Dali Jingcheng, some people think that you are the head of the new academy of Piyun Mountain, and you can't convince the public, although I am against it, but His Majesty the Emperor has decided that only let you be the deputy mountain master, and you may not be able to sit in the second position, this is my Cui Yun's mistake first, so if you regret it, I don't have no opinion." ”

The old man smiled calmly: "The deputy mountain master at the back of the seat, I think it's good, you don't need to make a forest bird." ”

Cui Yun turned his head and frowned: "Be polite to me now, and regret it later, I won't be so easy to talk to." ”

The old man shook his head and said, "It's not a polite word. ”

Cui Yun's strange temperament was revealed again, and instead of being relieved, he sneered: "No wonder you can live so long." ”

The old man didn't care about this, and sighed: "Now I just hope that I can live longer." ”

Cui Yun stood up, and without any movement, all the dust shook off his white clothes and drifted away, "Next, you can send me to Dasui." After that, you come back here and put a stop to the affairs of Zhilan Mansion, and you can rebel against the water god outside the city by the way. ”

The old man's face was strange.

Cui Yun walked up to the old man and said with a smile: "What's the matter, it's not used to riding on people's necks? What's so embarrassing about this, in ancient times, gods and men rode dragons, just like rich people riding horses and donkeys today, how normal things are." ”

The old man in the Confucian shirt smiled bitterly and resigned himself to his fate: "Then I'll wait for you outside the building?"

Cui Yun nodded, and the old man's figure disappeared in a flash.

Suddenly the wind and clouds surged, and the clouds drooped, almost touching the top of the study building.

Outside the city, the god of the river was transformed into a human body, standing by the water, looking up, full of awe.

The same is true of the three deities of the City God Pavilion and the Wenwu Temple.

Cui Yun toeed a little, floated out of the window on the top floor, passed through the sea of clouds, landed on the top of an old Jiao's head, sat cross-legged, Lao Jiao's tail wagged, and he walked forward against the wind.

A young man in white with a mole on his eyebrows, like a legendary god riding a celestial dragon.

Cui Yun smiled knowingly, closed his eyes, and pinched the trick with both hands, he was actually bored practicing the sword furnace pile.

Close to Zhu Zhechi.

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At the gate of the city, Chen Ping'an turned his head to look, and the sky was full of clouds.

There are two children who look like scholars on the left and right.

As soon as the boy in Tsing Yi walked out of the city gate, he felt that he had returned to the mountain and entered the sea, and swaggered: "Master, that guy is fierce enough." ”

The little girl in the pink skirt glanced at her sworn enemy, she pursed her lips and did not speak.

Chen Ping'an stretched out a palm and gently pressed it on the head of the boy in Tsing Yi, "He is my student." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi was so frightened that he hurriedly ran away.

Chen Ping'an continued to move forward.

Does this count as near-ink black?