At the moment, the two people in the summer residence of the summer lady in the peeling mountain are like entering a chess game with unpredictable results.

There are three options, the two sides fight to the death, only one side gains, and the one who loses is very likely to die.

One party retreated, such as Chen Ping'an choosing to bear the consequences of killing the summer girl, or the scholar who got cheap and didn't sell it, and didn't splash dirty water on Chen Ping'an's head.

Or the two of them each take a step back and leave this game of peeling mountain chess hand in hand, which is the so-called you talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes, and I will talk about harmony and wealth, and the two sides turn the spearhead together and point to the remaining five monsters.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Aren't you a demon, are you a black yin spirit in the Ghost Valley?"

The scholar patted his sleeve and said angrily: "A living person, a big living person, a pure yang and righteous body, like a fake." The previous means of subduing demons were just side tricks to scare you, walking the rivers and lakes, how to do it without a little bit of concealment of identity. ”

Chen Ping'an asked, "Then let's form an alliance, let's go to the nearest place to find trouble with that dust-clearing Yuanjun?"

The scholar's eyes were strange.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the white bones of the summer lady on the ground, and it was a little clear that he was not on the road, and he was a little leaky.

Since the summer lady is dead, how can this peeling cave house have no family background, how can there be a reason to enter the treasure mountain and return empty, at first glance, he is not a monk who is good at robbing houses.

Chen Ping'an changed the topic and asked with a smile: "You are so thoughtful, you must be familiar with the treasure house of this Guanghan Palace, this mountain harvest, you and I will divide the account fifty-fifty, how about it?"

The scholar shook his head and said: "In this peeling mountain, three or seven points, you are three and I are seven, you are just squatting on the wall to watch the play, and you will be given three points of profit, which is a lot." After killing the demons on the rest of the mountains, look at the level of their abilities and the size of their efforts, and then make a decision. ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "Four-six." ”

The scholar hesitated, and finally showed an expression of reluctance to cut love, pointed to the skeleton on the ground, and said: "The white bones of this summer lady, although they are not the kind of white jade bones of the ghost and yin spirits, can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon in the Ghost Valley for nearly a thousand years, and have already been tempered to be slightly better than the golden branches and jade leaves of the earth immortals, cherish it very much, after giving it to you, we will divide it again, the morality of the rivers and lakes, it is enough, right?"

Chen Ping'an sneered: "Such a hot thing, after I accept it, it is equivalent to smearing yellow mud on the crotch of my pants, shouldn't I divide the account more than four or six?"

Moreover, the most precious thing of the mountain spirits is naturally the demon pill.

must have been swallowed by the scholar, and he took the biggest advantage early.

The scholar pretended to be abrupt, patted his head, and said apologetically: "I made a mistake." Okay, then divide the account in four or six, and this white bone will be left here. Let's go, I'll take you to the Peeling Mountain Treasure Trove to scavenge for treasures. The entrance is under the mandarin duck couch of the summer lady, this female toad, the cultivation is not high, but with the reward of the concubine, and the other five monsters everywhere, there are still a lot of treasures. ”

The scholar was the first to enter the main house.

Chen Ping'an put the sword immortal behind him, jumped off the wall, and followed the scholar, just with a wave of his sleeve, he put the white bones in his hand.

The scholar stopped and turned his head, looking surprised.

Chen Ping'an explained with a smile: "If you accidentally see the peeling mountain spirits, wouldn't it be a bad thing, when the time comes, it will startle the snake and miss our next demon killing cause, so I'd better put it away first." ”

The scholar laughed angrily, "Then I have to thank you?"

Chen Ping's placement is deaf, look around, this extremely spacious boudoir, there is no lack of rare and strange plays, but the fat powder is heavier, the mural is actually some unsightly spring palace pictures, the size is huge, there must be a zhang high, fortunately, the men and women in the painting are only the size of the jujube core, there are both the emperor's prostitution - chaotic palace, there is also a moment of spring night in the Qinglou, one of them is actually a man and a woman wearing Taoist robes, the man is immortal and bonely, the woman is full of divine light, it seems that the fairy Taoist couple is in the practice room, and the picture scroll has dense small marginal notes, these are probably Zhu Yong's so-called fairy books？

The scholar kicked on the huge mandarin duck couch, and with skill, he slid out a few feet, but there was no sound.

The scholar squatted on the ground, and the floor was inlaid with a round piece of fine iron as bright as a mirror, as large as a basin of water, and the scholar looked down and stared, as if he was cracking the mechanism.

The scholar turned his head and looked at it, he was angry, good guy, he understood what it means to be a bandit like a comb, and a soldier is like a grate. The green-shirted ranger wearing a hat, not to mention the six immortal pictures that hide the mysteries of cultivation, is actually even the bottles and cans on the dresser of the summer lady, and he has all his brains. It's just that the scholar quickly turned his head and continued to look at the strange piece of fine iron that was as dusty as a treasure mirror, but there was a hint of gloom between the scholar's eyebrows, knowing that he would enter the treasure house of the Guanghan Palace next, and encounter real treasures, and he still wantonly scraped these worthless objects.

Chen Ping'an was still rummaging through the cabinets over there, and asked, "You go and say that the summer lady is the Moon Palace first, what do you mean?"

The scholar gently wiped the edge of the "round mirror" with one hand, pinched the trick in his sleeve with his fingers, kept calculating in his heart, and replied casually: "Heaven and earth have the sun and the moon, the moon, and the yin-essence sect." According to legend, there was a moon palace in the ancient heavenly court, named Guanghan. There are laurel trees, rabbit spirits and toads in the Moon Palace, all of which are the ancestors of the Moon Palace. Like this summer lady, she is the descendant of the toad in the Moon Palace, but there are thousands of species like the dragon, the height is different, the difference between cloud and mud, and the peeling mountain is a monster of the Moon Palace. ”

Chen Ping'an praised: "You are knowledgeable. ”

When the scholar was studying the secret art of the treasure house, Chen Ping'an did not come over, no matter how he searched for the treasures in the room, he was always ten steps away from him, which was invisibly an attitude.

Chen Ping'an picked a rosewood chair and sat down.

After hearing this, the scholar shook his head and sighed: "My life has an end, and there is no end to knowledge." ”

Chen Ping'an said casually: "There is no end to it, and there is no end." ”

The scholar turned his head and glanced at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an cocked Erlang's legs, twisted his wrist, took out the jade bamboo folding fan given by Cui Dongshan, and gently fanned the breeze.

The scholar had already turned his head, only to see him stretch out a finger and gently tap the mirror, and on the mirror, which was as round as the bright moon, there was a place that began to rise slowly.

Eventually, it became a palace-like building, like an attic in the middle of the moon.

Chen Ping'an hurriedly put away the folding fan and entered the square inch of things, regardless of any taboos or taboos, came to the scholar's side, stared at the original flawless piece of fine iron, at that time, at a glance from a distance, how to see the smooth mirror after thousands of tempering, where did he think of such a mystery? What made Chen Ping'an feel even more amazing, or even if he was concentrating on this thing at the moment, staring at this thing, no matter how he looked at it, he still felt that the previous "fit" was too exaggerated. The scholar frowned, shot again and again, and pushed back the palace with the closed gate, restoring the appearance of the flat mirror, Chen Ping'an couldn't take his eyes off it, and was amazed, there is such a subtle casting technique in the world?

Chen Ping'an didn't care if there would be no three hundred taels of silver here, and said, "Don't worry, I won't sneak attack you." ”

The scholar sat cross-legged and said slowly: "It is undoubtedly a magic weapon created by the Mo family's organ master, it has been a few years, this thing belongs to you, and after entering the treasure house, how about three or seven points?"

Chen Ping'an nodded without hesitation, "Yes." ”

The scholar smiled suddenly, his fingers hit the mirror like flying, and in an instant, there was a pocket palace rising again, and the door of the mansion slowly opened, making the whole building begin to flow brilliantly, shining so that the faces of the two people were shining, and then the whole floor began to creak, the scholar stretched out his hand, and there was an extra snow-bright ball in his hand, like an immortal holding a round of bright moon, and then twisting his wrist and rubbing his hands, the palace on the surface of the bright moon was like a secret realm of immortals who retracted to the root of the mountain underground.

There was a secret passage on the floor, which was not dark, and the dim light swayed slightly, most of which was similar to the fairy family method illuminated by the lanterns of the mural city.

The scholar handed the ball in his hand to Chen Ping'an, "After that, three or seven points, it's okay." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Naturally." ”

Both of them froze slightly.

One person delivers things, one person receives things, and all are one-handed.

The scholar smiled slightly, and the other drooping sleeve moved slightly, and the vision subsided.

Chen Ping'an's hand, which was shrunk in his sleeve and held a bunch of walnuts, was also easily opened.

That's when the treasure was handed over.

Chen Ping'an put the ball into the objects at hand and followed the scholar into the tunnel.

The tunnels that extend all the way down are slightly damp, with a strong yin atmosphere, and the walls are covered with moss, which is worthy of a secret nest created by a moon palace species.

Eventually, the two came to a grotto at the end.

There are two white bones sitting side by side, one high and one low, one burly and one slender, like a pair of male and female Taoist couples, close to each other, hands clasped tightly, and it can be vaguely seen that the two died peacefully.

One wore an imperial crown on his head and a yellow dragon robe, while the other did not wear a phoenix crown and a xia veil, but was wearing an immortal robe that was almost a Taoist robe but not a Taoist robe.

In addition to this, there are three chests stacked on top of each other in the corner.

The scholar frowned at the two white bones.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Is it a certain monarch who lost the battle at the Bone Beach Ruins?"

The scholar nodded and said: "It is very likely that he is the king of Longshan Kingdom, when he was young, he was a down-and-out concubine and grandson, and the largest sect in the south of Beiju Luzhou, called Qingde Sect, and the monks on the mountain are all known as hidden immortals." The conflict between the two dynasties, tracing back to the source, was actually caused by the internal strife of the Qing Dezong, but the immortal families in later generations kept it secret. This monarch, when he was young, he was determined to cultivate the Tao, the white dragon fish suit, went up the mountain to visit the immortals, and he was accepted as a disciple of the Qing Dezong in the same year, a total of thirty people, at first the weather was not obvious, only as an ordinary Cuiwei Peak Patriarch Hall of a disciple, but in just a short Jiazi, the rest of the mountains in Beiju Luzhou noticed the strange, the thirty people, half of them are the good materials and beautiful jade of the earth fairy embryos, and the remaining half, also have their own opportunities for creation, not to be underestimated, so when the Chinese New Year's Eve people climbed the mountain to apprentice that scene, it attracted countless reverie of later generations, and later generations have poems to testify,' A drum opened the golden door, and the thirty immortals were on the cuiwei', and this king of Longshan Country is one of them, among the proud sons of the sky, he is still regarded as a leader with excellent qualifications, but it is a pity that the royal family members of Longshan Country who are qualified to take over the throne have died one after another, and he had to go down the mountain. There is a barnyard official history circulating in the streets and alleys, saying that he has an intimate relationship with a senior aunt of Feng Mingfeng of Qingde Sect, I didn't believe it before, but now it seems to be true. ”

The scholar sighed, no longer looking at the two pairs of white bones, the dragon robe is just an ordinary thing in the world, looking at the gold and expensive, the dragon qi contained in the man's body has been absorbed, or dissipated by itself, after all, as soon as the national Zuo is broken, the dragon qi will disperse, and the Qingde Sect robe worn by the female cultivator is not a magic weapon rank, but the inner monk of the Qingde Sect, everyone will be given an ordinary robe by the ancestor hall, this human monarch, and the Fengmingfeng female cultivator, it is estimated that they are all nostalgic people.

The scholar went to open three boxes one after another, a box of white and dazzling snowflakes, as many as thousands, and a box with an ancient statue tablet in it, engraved with dense seal inscriptions. As for the box that had been placed at the bottom, there was only one thing, a knee-high small stone spoon, which was no different from the objects used by people in the market to pound glutinous rice.

The scholar's eyes changed slightly, and he shook his head slightly, obviously feeling that the guess in his heart was unlikely.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Could it be the legendary Moon Palace rabbit essence medicine Shi Zong, right?"

The scholar smiled and said, "Then let's ...... A bet?"

Chen Ping'an asked, "What kind of gambling method?"

The scholar pointed to the stone in the box, "This thing is counted as seven, and the rest is counted as three, but I let you choose first." ”

Chen Ping'an did not hesitate to choose three.

The scholar hurriedly spoke: "Don't choose yet, I regret it." ”

The scholar slapped it lightly, and the stone bowl suddenly turned into powder, but a piece of jade shaped like a white bowl was revealed, and he said regretfully: "Sure enough, this white jade bowl is the place where this summer lady became enlightened. ”

The scholar picked up the bowl and covered it in the palm of his hand, and there were eight characters in small letters at the bottom of the bowl, Qingde Hidden Immortal, and invited the moon with wine.

It is one of the ancestral hall sacrificial vessels of Qingde Sect.

It's just a spiritual weapon.

However, for the summer lady who has become a cultivator, it is naturally of great significance.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Did you pick the Longmen Monument or a box of snowflake money?"

The scholar's eyelids jumped.

The seals in the world are also ancient, and some ancient seals are not recognized at all, unless they are immortal families with orderly inheritance.

How did this young foreigner recognize the ancient seal of the word "Longmen" at the head of the monument?

The scholar smiled.

This underground grotto is really suitable for fighting for your life.

It's just that at this moment, the man said unexpectedly: "Not only does this Longmen statue tablet belong to you, but you will have seven and three for a box of snowflake money, and then I want those two pairs of white bones." ”

The scholar was puzzled: "Those two white bones are really worthless, this female cultivator of the Qingde Sect was only a cultivator in the Dragon Gate Realm before her death, and the law robe is even more average, it is not worth a few small summer dollars, that dragon robe, do you believe it or not, as long as you reach out and touch it gently, it will turn into ashes?"

The scholar smiled playfully, "Besides, it's not appropriate to pick up the clothes of a dead person or a female cultivator, right?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Don't worry about it. ”

The scholar nodded and said, "Then it's decided." ”

He rolled up his sleeves and put away the stone tablet together with the wooden box, and Chen Ping'an put two pairs of white bones into the objects at his fingertips at the same time.

Obviously, scholars also carry at least one thing at hand.

As for a box of snowflakes, Chen Ping'an got about 1,500 snowflakes.

The scholar got a big head, but he was still not very satisfied, "Peeling off the mountain summer girl, you need to always honor the big backer, the family background is still a little thin, otherwise a Jindan monster will not only have so much belongings." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "In the Ghost Snake Valley, it is not easy to survive in life and death, how can it be comparable to the Jindan Earth Immortal outside." ”

The scholar nodded and said, "Correct explanation." ”

Chen Ping'an asked casually, "Do you have a water storage artifact like a drinking bottle?"

In a split second.

Chen Ping'an had already drawn his sword out of the sheath, and the fifteenth and fifteenth flying swords that walked through the ground were even more aimed directly at the scholar's heavenly spirit cover, and the other was hovering behind the scholar, and the tip of the sword pointed to the back of the heart.

The scholar said helplessly: "What are you doing? This is going to be black and black? Really don't wait for us to level the remaining five mountain caves one by one, and each of them has a belly and intestine round, let's fight again?"

Chen Ping'an's expression was solemn, and in an instant, he sensed the other party's murderous intention.

The weight of murder in the scholar's heart is even more than the place where the summer lady died before.

Chen Ping'an saw that the scholar was at this moment, from his mood to his expression, there was nothing unusual.

Chen Ping'an asked the fifteenth day of the first month to snatch back the sword raiser, put away the sword fairy and put it into the sheath, "I was dazzled, I mistakenly thought that there was a yin thing guarding the cave, and I wanted to sneak attack you." ”

The scholar smiled and said, "I never thought that this eldest brother also had a compassionate heart. It's just that I'm dizzy and dizzy, and when it's time to fight on other hills, don't hold me back. ”

Chen Ping'an laughed.

The two left the grotto together, walked down the dimly lit tunnel, and returned the way they came.

Walk side by side.

The scholar smiled: "What do you call Brother Tai?"

Chen Ping'an said: "The surname is Chen, and the name is a good person." ”

The scholar seemed to be choked and was speechless for a while.

I've seen shameless, but I've never seen such a stinky and shameless one.

Chen Ping'an asked, "What about you?"

The scholar was still a little relieved, and said weakly: "Don't talk about the surname, you can call me Mu Mao, Mu Mao with lush trees." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, "The name is good." ”

The scholar said: "No good brother is so good. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "Where is it." ”

The scholar suddenly smiled and asked, "Do you know the roots of the Yuanjun who repels the dust?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "You also know that I am a foreigner, this time I entered the Ghost Valley to see the scenery, I accidentally passed by the Peeling Mountain, where will I know the origin of these monsters." However, these monsters are also interesting, dare to be called the six saints, either Niangniang or Yuanjun, and even the spirits under their hands dare to call themselves gentlemen. ”

The scholar said: "The spirits in small places are poor and exquisite. The Yuanjun who broke the dust, originally a clever mink in the Xiaoxuandu Temple, gnawed two pieces of incense and candles that saluted heaven and earth, and still did not give up, and also stole the sesame oil in the glass cup, and after eating it secretly, he accidentally knocked over the glass cup, so he opened his mind and became a master. At that time, he bumped into a little fairy child, and in a fit of rage, he whipped him with a whisk of dust until his flesh and blood were blurred, and he was dying, and his life was short. I never thought that the old fairy would pity this Dao fate, not only released it out of the Taoist Temple and the peach forest, but also grabbed a handful of 10,000-year-old soil under the peach tree and wiped it on its wounds, so this little mink is not afraid of water, fire, and swords, ordinary magic weapons and weapons, and it can't hurt it in the slightest. ”

The scholar told these secrets, as if he had seen them with his own eyes, "This little mink, left the peach forest, from now on, the sky is high and the earth is wide, occupying the mountain as the king, proclaiming himself the king, opening up the cave, it is very happy and happy." It's just that he still misses the incense of the place where the little Xuandu Temple is enlightened, and he is especially in awe of the old immortal, so he worships a tablet for the old god of the Little Xuandu Temple on his own mountain, and worships incense every day. Most of the spirits in the world are like this, and they are very respectful of the place of enlightenment and the opportunity to become a spirit, and this is the case with the summer girl, and this little mink is also like this. Having said that, this dust-repelling Yuanjun is the same as the summer lady, and he is also a spirit with a big backer, so you are not afraid of annoying the god of the main god? After all, it depends on the owner to beat the dog. ”

Chen Ping'an sighed, "Then let's not provoke Pichen Yuanjun, and go directly to the trouble of the Great Sage of Moving Mountains." ”

The scholar laughed and said: "There is no need for this, the old immortal is just respecting the Dao Yuan, and there is no more concern for the little mink itself, let's work together and kill it." ”

Chen Ping'an asked: "How can you guess the mind of an old Dao Sect immortal and see through it? I have heard that cultivators, before the opportunity comes, they are most hopeful of what happens, but after they get the Dao, they are also most afraid of that eventuality. ”

The scholar began to play a scoundrel, "Believe it or not, anyway, I am bound to go to this Yongshan Mountain of Bichen Yuanjun, and the Great Sage of Moving Mountains has been more lively recently, the Demon Hunting Immortal of the Dirty Water Cave Mansion, and the Thunder God General of Jixiao Mountain, should be accompanying the wine and feasting, planning something together." Maybe the daughter of the old turtle should also be courteous on the side of the great sage of moving mountains, but the Yuanjun of the dust does not like to be lively, and most of them are alone at this time, if you feel that the name of Xiao Xuanduguan is too scary, then we can gather and disperse?

Chen Ping'an said: "Then it's good to get together and disperse, and go their separate ways." ”

The scholar was surprised again, but didn't say much.

It's just that I met an outlier with a strange temper.

After the two returned to the boudoir of the summer lady, the scholar stretched out his palm and signaled Chen Ping'an to take a step forward and leave the Peeling Mountain first, so as not to mistakenly think that he would run out of the Guanghan Palace first, and then beat the gong and drum to alarm the demons of the Peeling Mountain.

Chen Ping'an jumped onto the wall and quietly left.

The scholar stood in place, the reason why he acted so kindly, in addition to not wanting to tear his face and make extraneous branches, was even more happy that this person went to the side of the great sage who moved the mountain to attract attention, and he was so leisurely and leisurely to solve the dust-clearing Yuanjun, and fight the tooth sacrifice again. These monsters, the cultivation is not high, they have their own pattern, but they are each other's support, this is the foundation of their existence in the Ghost Snake Valley, otherwise they only need to come to a Yuan Infant and sweep around, and they will easily break them all, where to support today. In history, a primordial infant yin spirit in the northern city tried to crush the demons with his own realm, and suffered a big loss here, and almost confessed to that Jixiao Mountain.

The scholar raised his palm and spit it out lightly, and a vermilion demon pill hovered in the palm of his hand, dripping and spinning, emitting bursts of mist and cold air.

He is not a ghost, once he devours this thing, he will only destroy his own avenue.

The scholar had an extra crystal clear white jade locket in his hand, put this demon pill into it and sealed it, dusted off his sleeves, the flesh and blood essence of the summer lady had been absorbed by the robe on his body, this robe that was taken off from the body of the earth immortal evil cultivator in the early years, called "Hundred Eyes Gluttony" , At the beginning, the rank was not high, not even a magic weapon, he wore it, in addition to being able to hide his identity, more importantly, this magic robe, in fact, can grow, every time he has been difficult to go out for a walk over the years, most of the demons that have come to him again and again have become the nourishment of this robe.

The scholar suddenly stretched out his fingers, rubbed his eyebrows, and said to himself: "Why did you stop me from killing people in the grotto before? Even if you have some merits, what is it? When you behead the three corpses in the next year, naturally everything can be broken." You are also interesting, the rest of the Taoists who have attained the Golden Immortal, three corpses and nine insects, the first one to be cut is me, you are good, but you deliberately left it to the end. ”

The scholar was silent for a moment, his expression complicated.

The big sleeves are flipped up.

It turned into a billowing black smoke, burrowed into the ground, and disappeared in an instant.

In a house in the Guanghan Palace, the fan-wielding spirit of the self-proclaimed academy gentleman, and a group of peeling mountain minions, including the goat-bearded old man, drank and had fun.

This "gentleman" was a little sullen and borrowed wine there to drown his sorrows. The rest of the fools are also eyeless, drunk high, dancing one by one, spitting everywhere, and speaking unscrupulously, this said that the summer girl's buttocks are round, and she is willing to die when she touches it, and the girl who talks about the king of Heihe has a big chest, and she will definitely drill it if she has the opportunity. There are even more people who don't know whether to live or die, saying that the great sage who moves mountains is a fart, as long as the summer lady gives an order, Lao Tzu can smash the head of the mountain-moving ape with one punch......

The fan-holding spirit drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, only to feel that it was really bad to stay and drink with these guys, and I was sorry for the golden copper stinky city wine in the cup.

It sighed, shook the fan with one hand, and shook the empty wine glass with the other, "Wine is for joy, and happiness comes from worries." Heaven is lucky, and the things in the cup are ......"

The rest of the spirits didn't think it was strange, and laughed, this gentleman and old man began to be sour again.

The fan-holding spirit glanced up at the courtyard of the summer lady, only to feel that the abdomen was hot, no matter what, the figure of the mother was really excellent.

Think about themselves for so many years in the peeling mountain, before and after the saddle horse, the benefits of getting hands are not much, it wants to become the summer lady of the curtain guest, in the eyes of the living, this lady may not be the appearance of the moon, but for them these mountain spirits, blindly pay attention to those things, but it is afraid of the summer lady that the gods are also afraid of the bed means, carelessly, but it is really the peony flower died.

Almost every few years, the summer lady has to go out alone, who to meet and what to do, no one knows.

Accounts differ and opinions vary.

Some say that the summer lady is the concubine of the city lord of Fanlang City, and some say that the real owner of the peeling mountain is the ghost king master who is as famous as Pu Yu in Bailong City, and there is also the only daughter of the summer lady and the king of Heihe, which is that kind of relationship.

The fan-wielding spirit drank wine, a little sour.

Why don't summer girls want to have a relationship with themselves?

It's a little drunk.

I don't know if I can be like a summer lady in my life, sitting on a mountain, building a luxurious mansion, calling for wind and rain, so majestic.

I wonder if I can leave this place one day

In the Valley of Ghosts, go to the vast world beyond the Bone Beach, go to the Confucian Academy, meet the real readers, and read the real Confucian classics.

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Diyong Mountain.

Compared to the peeling mountain, it is much more guarded.

It also created a large mountain protection array.

But for scholars, it is still like entering a no-man's land.

However, if you want to kill demons and seize treasures without causing trouble, it is difficult to search for them in the warehouse.

The scholar was not in a hurry, and entered the Diyong Mountain, standing on a pine tree with dense foliage, wanting to wait.

As long as the Great Sage's landscape array is activated, it means that the guy has already started to break into the mountain, or his whereabouts are leaked, then it is the time to do it himself.

The only thing that needs to be careful is the old turtle in the old dragon cave, and the little turtle in the black river that has a bad relationship with the summer lady, not afraid that they will join forces with Diyong Mountain, but the father and daughter, it is quite difficult to kill, if they have to protect the dust Yuanjun, it will be more tricky, the scholar is only idle and leisurely in the end, just like taking a ridiculous new science and technology in the copper stinky city, just to relieve boredom.

This dust-clearing Yuanjun, and the old turtle of the king of Heihe, one has roots in the small Xuandu view, and the other has some relationship with the Great Yuanyue Temple, is an old turtle raised in the release pond in the temple, before the bone beach has not become the site of the ancient battlefield, according to the official history records, before the old turtle became a fine, he floated in the temple all the year round to listen to the scriptures. Later, the two dynasties fought, implicating more than a dozen vassal states, and the temple was sheltered by the old monk who had already been a golden Arhat with great magical powers, and was able to avoid the military disaster, and finally moved into the peach forest of the Ghost Snake Valley, and Xiaoxuanduguan, who was originally thousands of miles away, became neighbors.

The old turtle secretly left the temple, proclaimed himself the king of the black river, and occupied a bottomless cave, named the old dragon cave. raised a pair of golden silverfish, saying that it was his daughter's dowry.

Its daughter self-styled Hai Yuanjun, the old turtle rarely shows up, she takes care of the affairs of the mountain, there is a surging river outside the old dragon cave, for her to occupy, leading the water tribe spirits under her command, perennial waves. This little turtle was born dark and strong, and the city lord of Fanlang City once bumped into it, and left down a cruel sentence that pierced his heart, saying that the little turtle was born like this to ward off evil spirits, and Lao Tzu was not taboo in meat and vegetables, even if the lights were turned off, he would never be able to put his mouth down. was taken by this sea-covering monarch as the first shame in his life.

The scholar stood on the tree, took a breath first, the yin qi contained in this ancient pine was absorbed, and then the scholar gently spit it out, and the surroundings suddenly became mist, and he spread out his palm and drew a talisman with his fingers.

View the mountains and rivers.

The palm of his hand shook.

Conjure up a landscape painting scroll of the Diyongshan Mansion.

The scene of the picture scroll is a little blurry, this is because he is unwilling to show clues, after all, the dust Yuanjun is from the Taoist lineage, and he is a Jindan cultivator, so he will feel it if he can't say it.

The Diyongshan Mansion is on a high platform, and a banquet is being held.

The scholar smiled bitterly.

I saw that on the high platform banquet, the monsters were piled up, one by one, and in the eyes of the scholars, they were like a respectful servant, behind the monsters, guarding the master.

The scholar muttered, "What's the matter, how did you gather in the mountains? That guy has better luck than me? Did he stumble by mistake, or did he expect it?"

Monks and gods all have the appearance of the law, and the monster that transforms into a human form has a saying that the higher the cultivation, the more vague the appearance, and after becoming a primordial infant, the true appearance can be completely converged. And under the Yuan Baby, especially the Jindan monster, the true appearance is the most condensed and stable, and it is also the most difficult to hide.

The profound Yuanying monks, as well as some long-standing sect Jindan, can often see through the true appearance of monsters.

The scholar hurriedly put away this magical power of watching mountains and rivers.

At a glance on the high platform, the original appearance is a silver-backed ape's mountain-moving sage, a fat rat spirit demon hunting fairy, and behind him there is a colorful python entrenched thunder god general.

Of course, there is also the dust-repelling Yuanjun who is a golden fluffy mink.

In addition to this, there is also a golden pill ghost.

Except for the father and daughter of the old dragon cave and Heihe, they have all arrived, but there is one more Jindan ghost who likes to compete with the greasy city.

The scholar said helplessly: "Don't be shut down and beaten by the dog, my luck won't be so bad, right?"

As a small world that has existed for thousands of years, Ghost Valley has some invisible suppression for qi practitioners, and the higher the realm, the heavier the imprisonment.

And for some qi practitioners with special status, the suppression is not small.

Like him.

Ordinary people will not adapt to the water and soil. This is especially true for cultivators.

Especially him, the eight-character pure yang, and this ghost valley is simply the eight characters of the restraint, if it is not the method of cultivation, it is extremely wonderful, far from being comparable to the side door and the left way, can be combined with his own numerology, yin and yang, otherwise he will come to this ghost valley, it will be very troublesome, such as in the dark night, the lantern is hanging high, and it will only become the target of thousands of ghosts and ghosts.

The scholar began to mumble to himself again, "Let's go?"

After a moment of silence, he smiled, "Then wait and see." Don't let me die at the hands of others, or you will have a big flaw in your breakthrough. ”

Since the scholar has made a decision, his heart is like water.

He began to wait and see, simply closing his eyes and concentrating, breathing and breathing.

Refine that Longmen stele a little and see if it can be done, the icing on the cake.

In one go, the rain rains down, and in the water house, if there is an old dragon swimming in the clouds, the clouds spread the water.

In the Fire Mansion, there is a burly man who is covered in flames like a fire god, who is tempering a short knife, and with a slap of his arm, it is a burst of sparks.

In another key hole, the mountains are stacked and green, the green trees are verdant, there is a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, the green glazed tiles, and a golden plaque is hung.

There is also a trick hole, like a golden slaughtering battlefield, the two armies face each other, and the golden iron horse.

And when the scholar tried to refine the statue tablet obtained from the peeling mountain, a stone tablet was erected in the water mansion, which slowly rose into the air, and the word "Longmen" on the head of the tablet, stroke by stroke, continued to bloom with golden light.

The scholar did not refine the entire stone tablet in one go, and after the word Longmen was successfully manifested, he gave up, opened his eyes, and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.

The scholar shook his sleeves and looked at the mansion, one after another monsters rose into the air and slowly swept towards him, as for the mountain protection array that shrouded the earth, it opened in an instant, but he didn't care too much.

The scholar turned his head and looked in the direction of the Great Sage Mountain, and said with a smile: "Good brother, good brother, I took more advantage of the peeling mountain, and now I will pay you back some benefits, if you can't get any benefits and can't return with a full load, you will really disappoint me." ”

The scholar glanced at Baojing Mountain again, not knowing what was going on over there and how it was going.

The land of the five elements, the three mountains and the nine marquis mirrors.

It was his last natal object that involved the root of the Great Dao.

Of course, he had to come and see for himself for such a big thing.

Once the five elements are complete, and then all three corpses are killed, not only can you easily become a Yuan Infant, but also break through the bottleneck of the Yuan Infant and become a monk of the Upper Five Realms, it will also become a smooth path, not only will the heart demon not be as difficult to destroy as ordinary Yuan Infant, but only need to rely on the water grinding kung fu of dripping water through the stone, at most two or three hundred years, it can be slowly exhausted, there is almost no danger, and in the process of grinding the heart demon, it can also benefit the soul.

This is the essence of the top immortal family in a continent.

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Chen Ping'an did not go to the top of the mountain where the Great Sage of Moving Mountains was, but took a slight detour and went to the Sheep Intestine Palace where the Demon Hunting Great Immortal was located.

It is said to be a palace, but in fact, it is not much better than the dilapidated temple at the foot of Baojing Mountain, which is equivalent to the Sanjin courtyard on the side of Longquan County.

There were only two elves guarding the door, each with a wooden gun in their arms, sitting on the steps and chatting, one of them a rat spirit, with a tattered paper book on his lap.

Chen Ping'an didn't care whether it was a blinding method and a maze array, most of the demon hunting immortals were still moving the mountain and the Great Sage Mountain, discussing how to intercept and encircle themselves.

Then the two-headed spirit saw an old man in a green shirt and walked to the door of his house.

One of the sturdy rat spirits rubbed his eyes and sniffed, "Is it really a living person?

The other dwarf mouse spirit hurriedly put away the books, and was also a little hesitant, and finally got up suddenly, holding a wooden gun, and shouted angrily: "Bold, who let you break into my sheep's intestine palace without permission?

Chen Ping'an said hoarsely: "I was sent by the summer lady of Peeling Mountain to invite the Demon Hunting Immortal to be a guest in the Guanghan Palace. Hurry up, my mother has just captured a scholar from Copper Stinky City. ”

The rat spirit at the door drooled, and ran over with a fart, "Really?"

In addition, the mouse spirit was full of suspicion, pointed at Chen Ping'an with the tip of the gun, and poked twice, "My ancestor said that the stinky girl who is the summer lady likes to eat alone the most, you don't have to lie!"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "I can't hide it, it's my mother's mother who has something to ask for, and I hope that I will call the demon hunting immortal to go to the battle and help deal with a young sword immortal who is shouting on the mountain." ”

The rat spirit who kept wiping his saliva said in a low voice: "It must be the powerful sword fairy that the ancestor said, and he has found a summer lady." Peeling Mountain was originally close to Tongguan Mountain, but it was not the first to be troubled. ”

The rat spirit holding the wooden spear thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, then you can go back to the Peeling Mountain, I will go to the palace to report to the ancestor, and I will not delay your summer lady's request for help." ”

In addition, the rat spirit was a little anxious, and hurriedly made a look.

Such a powerless living person, he is a little old, but as long as he enters the pot, he is still afraid that he will not be able to cook it? Kill him, and then go to the great sage of moving the mountain to inform the ancestor that it is not too late, since there is a request from our sheep intestine palace on the side of the peeling mountain, it is just a person who is talking, presumably the summer lady does not dare to let out a fart. In this way, wouldn't our brothers have a good meal?

The rat spirit didn't seem to understand, and poked Chen Ping'an with a wooden gun again, "Why don't you get out of here?" My ancestor is also what you want to see?

Chen Ping'an found that this rat spirit was secretly glancing at him, probably wanting to leave quickly.

And the rat spirit next to him had quietly pulled out a sharpened sleeve knife, hid it behind him, walked towards him, and said with a smile: "It's okay to see the old ancestor, our sheep intestine palace has always been hospitable." ”

Chen Ping'an just stared at the anxious eyes of the rat spirit in front of him, then stretched out a finger and flicked it lightly, knocking the rat spirit hidden behind the knife through a blood hole in his forehead, flying out upside down, killing him on the spot, and falling at the gate of the Sheep Intestine Palace.

The mouse spirit holding the wooden gun in front of him seemed to be a little dazed, and then he was so frightened that he turned around and ran.

It's just that his shoulder was pressed by a palm, the rat spirit didn't dare to move, his mind was blank, and in his vision, the colleague fell in a pool of blood, and for some reason, it died.

The old ancestor once said in person, that it is expected to be a big demon, the old ancestor has always liked it, and said that in the future, the sheep intestine palace will be expanded, and then open up a mansion that is not worse than the Guanghan Palace, so it will be handed over to it to sit in the town as an abbot master, the old ancestor has not liked himself very much, and often rewarded it with food at the banquet on the mountain elsewhere, and also taught him a set of knife techniques, and scolded himself at every turn.

Chen Ping'an carried the rat spirit to the side of the steps and sat down, and took out the yellowed book from its sleeve, which turned out to be a badly damaged literati notebook, after opening it, it was even more interesting, and there were some crooked narrations, written in very fine charcoal, it can be seen that the writing is quite serious, but it is still an earthworm crawling. The words in the narration are often not many words, some childish questions, and some sloppy wording.

Chen Ping'an looked a little happy, closed the book, and handed it back to the mouse spirit with a pale face and a trembling body.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Do you know where the Demon Hunting Immortals hide their treasures?"

After taking the book stiffly, the mouse said in a trembling voice, "I don't know...... I don't know it...... I don't say anything about death. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled dumbly, stretched out his hand, and there was a brand new book in his hand, which was still a little inky, "Remember to hide it, it's best to dig a hole and bury it first, otherwise this demon hunting immortal will not die, and if you return to this sheep intestine palace, you will die." Your ancestor has a bare nose, and even I almost found it out to him before. ”

The mice were dumbfounded.

Chen Ping'an put the book in his hand, "Remember?"

The mouse spirit nodded blankly.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Hurry up, go hide the books, and then let me knock you out, of course, you can knock your head on the door and faint." As for running away, don't think about it. ”

The mouse spirit lost the wooden gun and went to dig up the dirt somewhere and hid the book.

Then he ran back to the side of the gate steps, hesitated, and slammed into the gate, but slammed and fell to the ground, but he couldn't faint, and turned his head miserably and said: "This immortal master, it's better for you to come, get some blood." ”

Chen Ping'an flicked his sleeves and knocked him unconscious, and blood slowly flowed from his seven orifices, but he just looked miserable.

Chen Ping'an kicked open the gate of the Sheep Intestine Palace, crossed the threshold directly, and began to look for the treasure place of the demon hunting immortal.

A shot of the sword gourd, let the fifteenth day of the first year help to find clues.

Finally, under the incense case in the main hall of the sheep intestine palace, pry open the wooden plank, found a secret passage, compared to the spacious tunnel of the peeling mountain, it is really narrow and cramped, Chen Ping'an can only climb into it, so he has to let the first day of the first day open the road, after the fifteenth hall, after about a stick of incense, he finally came to a dim cave where one person can stand, Chen Ping'an lit a fire fold, and found that there was only an iron box, crooked, plastered with rune paper, the rune paper is full of aura, it should be that the demon hunting fairy will be replaced often, but I am not sure whether these prohibitions are used to warn the owner, or if they are opened without authorization, they will provoke the attack of the talisman。

Chen Ping'an took a step back and let the fifteenth day of the first month go out, while he held his breath and cohesed to deal with the accident.

The two flying swords galloped and circled around the iron box, quickly cutting through those yellow paper talismans and damaging their talisman gall.

After a violent shaking of the flowing aura, there was nothing more unusual, after Chen Ping'an opened the iron box, he was a little speechless, it was not a magic weapon, let alone fairy money, but a stack of books.

That's right, in this ghost valley, books are indeed rare.

Chen Ping'an opened one of the ancient books, which was a book of soldiers.

It seems that this monster hunting fairy is the spirit who likes to study the art of war.

Chen Ping'an suddenly put his fingers together, and the lightning caught a hundred-legged centipede that flew towards the door in front of him, dark and shiny, and his fist shook him, shaking him to death and throwing it aside.

After hesitating for a moment, he didn't have time to go through the titles of these military books carefully, and all of them were included in the nearby items, and after exploring again to make sure that there were no other treasure traps, he turned back the same way and returned to the Sheep Intestine Palace.

This monster hunting fairy is really a poor bastard.

Chen Ping'an next, still did not go to the mountain of the Great Sage, but went to Jixiao Mountain, which was the far north.

That's the territory of the Thor.

This monster is alone, not like the Great Sage of Moving Mountains and the King of Heihe, who likes to recruit troops and horses, but his ability to catch and fight is the highest among the six saints.

There are thunderclouds entwined in Jixiao Mountain all the year round, lightning is constantly intertwined, and spirits or ghosts, or ghosts, are congenitally afraid of thunder, so it is an extremely unpleasant place in the Ghost Snake Valley, but this monster got a thunder fragment from nowhere, and repaired it to be deaf in both ears, and an eyeball exploded.

It is a monster with a strong individual spirit but good spells, and Lei Fa has congenitally restrained yin spirits in the Ghost Valley, so this thunder god general has an outstanding status among the six saints.

There are no mountain roads in Jixiao Mountain, almost grass and trees, and it is lifeless.

The sea of clouds is wrapped around the halfway up the mountain, the lightning is shining, the thunder is bursting, and the scene at the higher part of Jixiao Mountain is not visible at all.

Chen Ping'an flew all the way between the mountains and rocks to ascend.

Chen Ping'an suddenly stopped, and found that the treasure light on the side of Diyong Mountain was brilliant and roaring.

It seems that there is a fierce battle taking place.

That scholar went into a den of thieves?

Chen Ping'an sped up his ascension.

Approaching the sea of thunder and lightning clouds halfway up the mountainside, there were waves of electric light and whipping.

Chen Ping'an was punched and scattered, and after half a burnt incense, more than 100 thunderbolts were scattered, and Chen Ping'an's vision suddenly opened up.

At the top of Jixiao Mountain, there is a thicker sea of clouds, and the golden electric light is like a pillar, tilting down the top of the mountain, and the huge thunder shocks people's eardrums.

Even Chen Ping'an was a little dizzy, and after taking a deep breath, he continued to climb the mountain.

Approaching the top of the mountain, the thunder and lightning were like a cage, and he couldn't get close, so Chen Ping'an had to rise with his sword.

Stepping on the sword immortal, I looked at it intently, and on the top of Jixiao Mountain, it turned out to be a thunder pond as big as a small pond, the plasma was as thick as water, and the snowflakes were rolling.

There is a crooked stone tablet, on which are written "Dou Senate Washing Sword Pool" six big characters, all of which are the ancient seals on the book "The True Handwriting of Danshu".

The stele must not be a mundane thing, otherwise it would not have been able to withstand so many years of thunder and lightning, but it was only crooked, and it was not damaged at all, and not even a single crack appeared.

Chen Ping'an stopped with his sword.

I know that this thunder pool is a small fairyland that the immortals of the sect have dreamed of.

But there's no way to start.

As for whether there will be any natural treasures in the thunder pool, there is no way to peek.

Chen Ping'an didn't know what the "Dou Senate" was at all, and he didn't know anything about the real Lei Fa secret purpose.

Just like the chance of Baojing Mountain, Yang Chongxuan can wait, because he came prepared and waited for the momentum, and if Chen Ping'an guarded the mountain stream, it might be in vain to wait for thousands of years.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the golden lightning above the thunder pool, weighed his physical toughness, and carried it for a while, hoping that he might jump into the thunder pool, and he could do it, support, but he was afraid that it would be easy to get in and difficult to get out, once some unknown prohibition was triggered, the power of thunder and lightning suddenly increased, and it was impossible to imagine what the outcome would be. Chen Ping'an's gaze moved upward, could he let the Sword Immortal disturb the sea of clouds and force Lei Chi to temporarily lose "reinforcements"?

The sword immortal under his feet was eager to try, trembling slightly, trembling slightly, as if he wanted to compete with this noisy lightning and thunder.

Chen Ping'an's face was full of confusion.

This thunder pool can exist on the top of Jixiao Mountain, and no one has moved it so far, whether it is Pu Yu or Jingguan City, it may not be possible, they are heroic spirits born of ghosts after all, not orthodox gods.

The monks on the top of the mountain in Beiju Luzhou outside couldn't walk this "sword washing pool" under the nose of the Ghost Valley.

As for whether the Phi Ma Sect had any intentions against Lei Chi, or whether it was powerless, God knows.

It is necessary to know that Jixiao Mountain is not far away from that Qinglu Town.

Zhu Quan, the sect leader of the Phi Ma Sect, is not a great monk who will be afraid of Pu Yu and Jingguan City, if he can succeed, he should not be ambiguous.

That is, there is a lot of possibility that you can't move the thunder pool.

Washing the sword pool?

Can you quench the sword and sharpen the edge?

But whether it is a sword immortal or a flying sword on the fifteenth day of the first month, there seems to be no excitement at all for Lei Chi, especially on the first day of the first month, which is extremely silent.

Chen Ping'an sighed softly.

I hope that in the future, if Luoluo Mountain really has a sect, when the disciples go out to travel, whether it is Pei Qian, Cen Yuanji, or those with lower seniority, when they encounter these innate secret treasures and important opportunities, they will not be as helpless as themselves, and they can rely on the collection and inheritance of many mountains including Luoluo Mountain, know about the world, and try to take the lead as much as possible.

Chen Ping'an looked around and found that the Jixiao Mountain under the thunder pond, in addition to the lack of vegetation, there were also a few stone cliffs, under the light of thunder and lightning, flashing and dotted.

Chen Ping'an floated down, and the sword immortal returned to the sheath by itself.

Chen Ping'an came to a stone cliff and found a slender golden vein equal to the length of his arm, stretched out his finger and touched it, which not only caused the bone to be painful, but also caused his soul to tremble.

Chen Ping'an was greatly surprised, pulled out the sword immortal, and began to cut and excavate the "vein" from the stone cliff, and finally the golden line was quiet in the stone cliff depression, like a golden-colored bamboo whip, and there was a golden light flowing in it.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to hold the golden bamboo whip, his palm burned like coal, and after a while, Chen Ping'an let go of his hand, already sweaty and a little dizzy.

Chen Ping'an wiped the sweat from his forehead, quickly twisted his fingers, and put it into the objects at hand.

Ascending into the air again, looking for the next place where the "Bamboo Whip" containing the true meaning of Lei Fa is.

Traveling around the top of Jixiao Mountain, I only found the scenery of the golden light flowing everywhere, falling again and again, like a diligent old farmer, digging large and small bamboo whips, the smallest one, but the length of the fingers, the longest one, there are more than half a person high, if it can be refined, it can be made into a walking stick.

Chen Ping'an swam around again, and after making sure that there was no more golden light and golden thread, he directly fell sharply down the sword, passed through the sea of clouds, scattered the thunder and lightning that collided randomly, and successfully descended Jixiao Mountain.

Chen Ping'an put away the sword immortal into the sheath, looked up, and thought of the thunder pool, a little regretful, but he thought of the five golden thunder whips in the close distance, and he was a little happy.

Gain or loss?

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said silently: "Forget? It shouldn't be yours, don't think about it." ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at the side of Diyong Mountain, the movement was even greater, and the brilliance of magic weapons continued to bloom in the sky.

In the dark, there seemed to be a voice echoing in my heart.

Kill him.

This voice has no sorrow, no joy, no good or evil.

But it made Chen Ping'an feel extremely shocked and frightened.

That he, Chen Ping'an is extremely sure, is the scholar.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes for a moment, and after opening his eyes, his eyes had returned to clarity, and without the slightest hesitation, he rushed towards the Diyong Mountain.

It's killing or saving.

It's better than escaping.

This is the third time I've heard my own voice ringing out of nowhere.

The first time was when I was a young boy and went down the hill and returned to Mud Bottle Alley and rolled on the ground.

That time was also three words, the heart beat like thunder, and if there was a drum, the man of God shouted angrily.

Can't die.

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Baojing Mountain Boundary.

A young man in shabby clothes, full of spirit.

Because he was followed by a goddess who walked out of the picture of the celestial officials of the mural city.

Such a high-ranking fairy woman didn't even walk side by side with him, but always lagged a little behind him.

Abide by the distinction between dignity and inferiority!

She's a rain goddess!

Not only that, but she also told him that her name was Shushi and she had no surname. In Jiazi, he will do his best to help him practice and ascend.

The young man liked the feeling of being in the limelight, and walked out of the mural city, until the rain goddess told him that there was an opportunity that belonged to him in the valley of ghosts, and when he passed the torii building, everyone was looking at him, and they were all looking up to him.

He is finally no longer the poor creature who has a deep hatred of blood but shouts that the sky should not be and the earth is not spiritual.

He even suddenly felt that the grudge didn't seem to be so heavy after having the rain goddess to follow and serve him.

This goddess, who claims to be the beginning of the book, told herself that she is now cultivating to combat power, which is equivalent to the golden pill of a qi practitioner, but when it comes to defense and life-saving, it can be regarded as the Yuan Infant Realm.

This made him full of confidence, so even if she told him clearly and unmistakably that the fate of Baojing Mountain was unpredictable, he didn't have any wandering, otherwise Ji Tai Lai, such as today's fate is mine!

Along the way, he asked her to answer, and she knew everything and said everything.

Only who was the young woman standing under the mural in the first place, the goddess was silent on this matter.

After approaching Baojing Mountain, the Rain Goddess suddenly stopped, looked solemn, raised her head to look halfway up the mountain, and slowly told him in her heart, "This opportunity may not be good. Jiang Qujiang, I hope you will consider it carefully. ”

A flash of surprise flashed on the young man's face, but he soon had a resolute look in his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "God owes me so much, it's time to pay me back a little interest!"

Deep in her heart, the goddess sighed slightly.

When they passed by the dilapidated pavilion temple, the old fox of Xishan with a cane appeared again.

A young man with similar virtues to Yang Beggar, the old fox directly ignored it, and stared at the ethereal goddess, there is still a damn existence in the world who can break his wrist with his daughter's posture? Why don't you die? This girl hurriedly rolled to the soul stream halfway up the mountainside, and fell into the water with an upside-down onion, and died and pulled down!

The old fox of Xishan suddenly noticed a detail, smiled at her and asked, "This fairy, you and your son-in-law are going up the mountain?"

The rain goddess played tricks on this old fox, and she was like watching fire.

Jiang Qujiang smiled slightly.

The old fox of Xishan knew it in his heart.

Sure enough, it's a stupid big fat fish, much easier to deal with than the chicken thief with a hat before.

But in this case, even if this stupid boy and stupid man have a stupid fortune, where can an ordinary down-and-out monk have such an outstanding and beautiful woman to follow, and still be able to walk to this Baojing Mountain unharmed? Okay, then let your daughter be the wife of this kid and let the girl be a concubine...... Maids are better!

The old fox of Xishan smiled and said: "This son, you don't know, the old man is the land of this Baojing Mountain, but my daughter is the river woman in the deep stream on the mountain, if you want to get the opportunity here, we lack our father and daughter, but it will never be possible, wait a while, the old man will call his daughter over, the son is such a person among the dragon and phoenix, he should take the fortune, if the fortune has a spirit, he should even jump out by himself and jump into the arms of the son, otherwise the heavens will not tolerate it, and the heavens will not tolerate it...... Childe wait a minute, the old decay will come, my daughter, the country is fragrant, the country is captivating, and I admire the handsome man like Childe the most......"

Jiang Qujiang was a little confused.

The rain goddess asked, "Do you really want to go up the mountain to hunt for treasure?"

Jiang Qujiang frowned, this is the third time she has reminded?

Jiang Qujiang asked softly: "At the beginning of the book, if it is really difficult to determine the blessing and misfortune, since you are good at derivation, how many blessings will become disasters and how many will you be?"

The goddess replied: "It's a little strange, when I left the mural city, the fortune and misfortune were ninety-one, and when I arrived at the archway building at the entrance of the Ghost Snake Valley, the fortune and misfortune became seventy-three, and now it is five or five equals. ”

Jiang Qujiang looked at the rain goddess who had been cold and lonely, and at this moment he showed a slight frown, it was so moving, his eyes were a little trance-like, but he was wandering all the way, and he had experienced ups and downs on the way to escape, and tasted all the bitterness and bitterness, so that he could quickly restrain his mind and said with a smile: "Five or five points? It's already very good, go up the mountain!"

At the beginning, for that piece of ancestral jade pendant, was coveted by the immortal master on the mountain, and the family suffered a tragedy, originally a county wang family, he lived alone, this way to the south, even if he died, he would die in the Bone Beach Mural City, for what, just bet on that in case, just in case!

The old fox of Xishan soon brought the daughter with a small green umbrella, Wei Taizhen.

When the girl fox saw the young man, her pretty face turned crimson as if she had been struck by lightning.

Even she thought it was strange.

The old fox in Xishan is happy in his heart, there is a play!

The young man saw his daughter, and he was also a little demented.

Alas, this kid is just a little stupid.

But the old fox thought about it, this is a great thing.

The future son-in-law is a little stupid, and a little more money is better than that shrewd ghost wearing a hat, right?

I'm afraid of comparing goods, and the old fox of Xishan looks at the young man again, and it is much more pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, a burly young man rushed over, grabbed Lao Hu and Wei Taizhen with both hands, shook his head vigorously, and said: "Don't go, you can't go! Yang Chongxuan may be waiting for today! Those marriage proverbs that the wandering Taoist gave to my sister back then are not necessarily a good thing! Those cultivators on the mountain, one is more far-reaching than the other......

The old fox of Xishan was furious, first broke his two claws, and then kicked the stupid son away, "Don't delay your sister's lifelong event here." ”

Wei Gaowu struggled to get up, and wanted to stop his sister from climbing the mountain, but the old fox threw the wooden staff in his hand, hit his forehead, rolled his eyes, fell to the ground, and his voice was as thin as a mosquito and fly, "Can't go up the mountain......

The rain goddess looked at the old fox in the West Mountain, and the girl with an umbrella who was in love for the first time.

For some reason, I always felt like I was looking at them, so overlooking, so unremarkable.

So the young woman who stood under the mural and commanded herself, looked at herself, is it the same?

Who the hell is she?

Why is it so awe-inspiring?

Two groups of people joined forces to climb the mountain.

Although Jiang Quhe endured it in every possible way, he couldn't help but glance at the girl a few more times.

It's breathtakingly beautiful.

The rain goddess named the beginning of the book behind him will make him ashamed of himself, and he can't help but have the idea that he can only watch from a distance and not play with it.

But this girl with a small green umbrella is different.

All the time, it is endearing and makes his heart pound.

On the other side of the deep stream, Yang Chongxuan stood up, his eyes were hot, and he said slowly: "Very good, a goddess of the mural city with mediocre combat power is just used to practice." ”

There was no longer a little bit of indifference, Yang Chongxuan's bones were like firecrackers, and they exploded every day.

The majestic aura is like a hanging, and the waterfall instantly pours all over the body.

The next moment, the fist intent converged like a mustard seed, and Yang Chongxuan sat back on the snow-white stone cliff again, recovering the lazy appearance of all these years.

The fox girl has a long-standing prohibition that has been passed down to her from generation to generation, and responds to the ancestral proverb "See the hairpin open the door, hold the pearl and ascend the height".

As long as she meets the person she likes involved in marriage, she will fall in love for the first time, and when the man sees the hairpin and the fox sees him, one of her eyes will become the key to cracking the deep stream.

At that time, Yang Chongxuan will gouge out her eyeball and climb to the top of Baojing Mountain, since it is a three-mountain mirror, then the opening place is not the bottom of a deep stream at all, but the head of a mountain on the top of Baojing Mountain, how can the city lord of Jingguan City find the method of taking the mirror under the water? This big secret is a father-to-son inheritance in their Yunxiao Palace. The opportunity to continue for thousands of years, but even if one of his own ancestors in the Five Realms had already learned the proverb a thousand years ago, he could still only wait, and he couldn't wait until he died, it was not that there were no ancestors who wanted to take away the treasure mirror by brute force, but he couldn't do it, and later Xiangci City's move to move the mountain with countless manpower and financial resources was secretly instructed by Yunxiao Palace, but unfortunately it was fruitless. Some of the great blessings in the world are so unreasonable.

Because of that proverb, as well as the phrase "pro-mountain treasure", the head of the Yang family who has been in feather clothes for generations has never been able to crack it, until he and his younger brother were born, and when he showed his natural talent for pro-mountain, Yunxiao Palace suddenly realized.

Yang Chongxuan sat cross-legged, holding his cheek with one hand, and waited and waited.

A group of people on the opposite shore now.

The old fox of the West Mountain.

The fox charm Wei Taizhen, who still didn't know that her life was on the verge of death, gouged out that eyeball, that is, stripped off all her spiritual energy, how could there be any reason to survive?

Jiang Qujiang with a smile on his face.

A rain goddess with a heavy face.

There was a smile on the corner of Yang Chongxuan's mouth.

What if it is replaced by a mural city that is good at fighting?

At the beginning, he was from the strongest six realms in the world, and he was among the martial arts golden realms.

The rain goddess wanted to speak and stopped.

Jiang Qujiang stood on the shore and looked down at the mountain stream, only to see a touch of golden light slowly swimming under the water, constantly floating, becoming clearer and clearer, it was indeed a woman's hairpin style, he pointed, "Is it the golden hairpin?"

The girl Wei Taizhen covered her mouth, her eyes were hazy with tears, and she wanted to cry, Chu Chu was pitiful, nothing more than this.

Sure enough, it was him!

He is his destined Ruyi Langjun.

The girl suddenly had a tingling pain, and subconsciously blinked her eyes, her pair of smart eyes, one of which began to condense golden light from all over her body, she was in pain, stretched out her hand to cover half of her face, cold sweat flowed, and blood continued to ooze from between her fingers.

The girl seems to be delicate, but in fact she has a stubborn temperament, and her temper is extremely strong, she gritted her teeth and squatted down, even if the pain made her delicate body tremble like a sieve, she still didn't say a word.

How can there be a woman in the world, a man who is willing to fall in love with him at first sight, to see such an unbearable scene?

Yang Chongxuan looked left and right, but he didn't see the stupid big man, and he was a little disappointed.

When he stood up.

Jiang Qujiang and the old fox of Xishan stepped back almost at the same time.

If there is a majestic mountain, it will be pressed on the head.

The rain goddess finally spoke: "We don't want this opportunity, you just take it yourself!"

When Yang Chongxuan no longer deliberately suppressed his qi, the entire deep stream began to shake with it.

After Yang Chongxuan stretched a big lazy waist, he stared at the so-called Tianguan Goddess and sneered: "It depends on my mood!"

The Rain Goddess stared at the extremely dangerous man on the other side of the river, and said in a deep voice: "You go first, don't hesitate!

"Just run. ”

Yang Chongxuan laughed loudly: "I want to see if my fists are fast, or their legs are fast." ”

The rain goddess raised her hand slightly, and the water of the entire deep stream was like an edict, stirring, and then the water surface rose up with a bang, and between her and Yang Chongxuan, an ice wall as high as ten zhang was erected in an instant.

Fortunately, she is fighting near the water, and she has a good location.

Easily break through that wall of water with a single punch.

The goddess put her fingers together, and with a gentle touch, the stream at the source of the mountain stream turned into a water Jiao, and rushed towards the mid-air Yang Chongxuan who jumped over.

Yang Chongxuan stood still in the air, stretched out a palm casually, like a rainbow, and collided with the water Jiao, all of them were shattered, and under the sun, a rainbow was hung on the halfway of Baojing Mountain.

Yang Chongxuan stepped out before, and was about to walk to the opposite bank, the rain goddess took a step back, twisted her hands, and a clear water mirror as big as a well appeared in front of her, and a golden light ancient seal appeared around the edge of the mirror.

Yang Chongxuan laughed, his body pounced forward, and he handed out a punch, but he frowned slightly, the water mirror was not broken, but the whole person was in a misty illusion.

Yang Chongxuan sneered and said: "Okay, I know some tricks, but don't you know what my surname is?

Damn, as soon as he thought of this, Yang Chongxuan couldn't help but remember that Liu Jinglong, he was angry, he didn't break this formation with a family heirloom, but turned his body around, punched like a rainbow, and exploded in all directions, agitated and scattered, Yang Chongxuan laughed and said: "I'll see how long you can support this obstacle illusion!"

Yang Chongxuan is like crazy, like a heavenly demon descending into the world, and his fists are strong, where is the atmosphere that an ordinary golden body realm martial artist can have?

On the bank of the deep stream, Jiang Quhe saw the rain goddess step by step, slowly walking into the water, the water mirror in front of her swayed, constantly crumbled, and she continued to repair the mirror with deep stream water.

The rain goddess struggled to support, and her heart was sad, she no longer wanted the three behind her to leave Baojing Mountain, because she was sure that they were destined to not be able to escape.

Even if you leave Baojing Mountain, you will still be caught up by that madman.

The ending is decided.

Even if she draws heavily on the deep stream of Baojing Mountain, she can only support half a stick of incense at most, or even shorter.

Jiang Quhe's face turned pale and he muttered, "How can this be? ”

The old fox of Xishan finally noticed the tragic situation of his daughter, squatted aside, but it was useless, the old fox was anxious, and finally began to regret why he did not listen to the words of the stupid son.

Yang Chongxuan stood still in the Water Mirror Illusion, "The hot hand is over, don't play." ”

Taking a deep breath, he put out a boxing fight, like the ancient gods and heavenly generals, who wanted to split the rivers, which was the boxing frame that he realized from a family heirloom god martial arts when he was young.

The water mirror slammed into pieces, like a glass of glass hitting the ground, shattering and scattering.

The rain goddess had no choice but to transform her supernatural powers, harness the deep stream, turn into a pair of armor, and drape it on her body, trying to hinder the man's progress as much as possible.

In an instant, the man came to her, punched her in the abdomen, slowly withdrew his arm, and then with his other hand, he went around and grabbed her head, threw it on the ground, and finally stepped on her forehead, looked down, and laughed: " It is worthy of being a goddess, and it is really similar to the golden body of those landscape gods, the blood is golden, and ordinary gods, after my punch, should be crushed, not bad, when I take the treasure mirror, I will let you recover again, you and I continue to fight, rest assured, after finishing the business, I will punch three points slower, and the strength will be three points smaller, and I will never fight so quickly, the man is too fast, not like words. ”

Yang Chongxuan's words were polite, but he suddenly increased the force on his feet, and pressed the entire head of the Rain Goddess into the snow-white stone cliff, making it impossible for her to draw water from the deep stream for the time being.

Yang Chongxuan bent down and said with a smile: "If you delay my business like this again, I will step on your neck." ”

The rain goddess struggled as hard as she could, her fingers moving slightly, still trying to draw water from the deep stream.

The nine goddesses of the mural city, after walking out of the picture scroll, as long as it is the line of life and death, they are all so resolute and never complain.

Just after Yang Chongxuan planned to completely solve this goddess.

A voice sounded softly on the top of Baojing Mountain.

"It's a piece of rubbish. ”

Yang Chongxuan looked up, stretched out his finger, and pointed at himself, "Could it be me?"

A weak woman who was not too beautiful, with a lion seal hanging from her waist, jumped lightly and fell from the top of the mountain.

Yang Chongxuan's mind turned sharply, and he was about to trample on the rain goddess under his feet.

The young woman was already laughing and said, "I advise you not to do this. ”

Even though she witnessed Yang Chongxuan's ability to fight in close quarters, the woman still slowly walked towards Yang Chongxuan.

Not only that, but in front of Yang Chongxuan, she flicked her fingers twice and flew Jiang Quhe and the old fox of Xishan out.

The woman glanced at the rain goddess who had a miserable end, and her eyes were full of sarcasm, "In the first month of the Spring King, the heavy rain is shaking, and the book is also beginning." Wasted such a good name. ”

Yang Chongxuan was surprised, put away the strength under his feet, and asked, "Are you?"

The woman said, "Li Liu." ”

Yang Chongxuan raised his palm and rubbed his chin, "I haven't heard of it." ”

Li Liu seemed to be smiling, and said slowly: "The proverb about this mirror is that I told you about the ancestor of the mountain, at that time, he was still wearing open crotch pants, at that time, your Yang family was still poor, and the baby's pants were sewn and repaired, and they couldn't hide the birds, nor could they cover the cheeks." ”

Yang Chongxuan laughed loudly, almost not laughing out of tears.

He's never heard such a funny joke in his life.

Li Liu also laughed, his eyebrows and eyes were curved like wicker, gentle and graceful, and extremely good-looking.

Yang Chongxuan suddenly remembered someone.

He couldn't laugh much.

Yang Chongxuan asked tentatively, "Fourth, but in fact, the one that made Liu Jinglong unruly?"

The woman tilted her head slightly, smiled and squinted, and replied, "Liu Jinglong? ”

Yang Chongxuan's eyes widened.

Oops, this girl is strong enough, she can pretend better than herself, right appetite!

It's just that Yang Chongxuan muttered a little, before he entered the golden body realm that time, a master calculated a hexagram for himself, saying that he would be careful in the past ten years, and he would be hurt by a woman.

At that time, he mistakenly thought that he was going to commit peach blossoms, so he was stunned when he saw a beautiful woman.

After all, he is still half a cultivator, and once he is caught in a love calamity, it is still quite troublesome.

But in fact, that hexagram, shouldn't it mean that he was going to be injured by the girl in front of him?

The two were only five steps apart before she finally stood still.

She said: "It's a little hard to kill you, and it's a bit expensive. ”

It seems like she's worried.

Yang Chongxuan is like a great enemy.

Even in the face of the old immortal of Xiao Xuanduguan, he had never been so vigilant.

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Not long after Chen Ping'an quietly sneaked into the jurisdiction of Diyong Mountain.

A foreigner from Liuxiazhou, and the first to paint the mural into a white drawing of the hanging inkstone goddess, after leaving the mural city, together to climb the mountain, first went to the Phi Ma Sect Patriarch Hall, drank a bowl of gloomy tea, and one of the three ancestors of the Phi Ma Sect of the old immortal master talked very happily, and then through the secret method of the Phi Ma Sect to help, directly arrived at Qinglu Town, after a tour, the Yan Goddess was slightly moved, asking the master to take a trip to Jixiao Mountain.

According to the derivation of the goddess of the spring official of that year, if the fate of Baojing Mountain is a meeting gift prepared by the goddess of Xingyu for the master, then the pocket thunder pool of Jixiao Mountain is the bag of the goddess of the inkstone.

Although both in terms of scale and rank, it is far from being comparable to the thunder pond in the Inverted Hanging Mountain, it is also a great fortune equivalent to a half-immortal soldier.

At the same time, the Chunguan Goddess also deduced the opportunities of these two places, and whether it is the mirror of Baojing Mountain or the Thunder Pool, once it is caught, there will be other avenue opportunities to follow in the future, which is the really important mystery.

It's just that what it is, just like their true identity, if there are many obstacles ahead, they can't be solved.

The two who have been counted as Taoist couples travel together against the wind.

The goddess of the inkstone was upright, and said with a smile: "I am much luckier than Sister Xingyu, I have to follow him for a while with such a bad mood, and if it is me, I will die of a bad heart." That young man was really 108,000 miles behind his master. ”

The man was a little helpless, but his eyes were gentle, and he said softly: "Fire Bell, don't compare with others, those who have defeated themselves since ancient times are better than others." ”

The Goddess of Hanging Yan smiled and nodded, "Got it, master." ”

After approaching Jixiao Mountain, she was in a mood of excitement, there was no reason, just a glance at the sea of clouds that was halfway up the mountainside, and she was happy, and then she looked at the sea of clouds on the top of the mountain, and she was even more happy.

She grabbed the man's hand, and flew over the sea of clouds below, and the lightning was unusually tame, and did not launch any attack on them, but slowly jumped on the surface of the sea of clouds, showing her very affection.

When they arrived near the top of Jixiao Mountain, the two hovered in the air, and the goddess pointed to the stone tablet on the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "Master, do you recognize those words?"

The man glanced at it, nodded and said: "The Sword Washing Pool of the Dou Senate is an important place for the ancient Thunder Gods to clean weapons, and the Dou Senate belongs to one of the three divisions of the two courts of that government. I once traveled far away in a night dream, like a yin god, and traveled to the ruins of the two courtyards and one division, but after waking up from the dream, I don't remember those scenes very well, in short, I feel very mysterious. ”

The goddess of the inkstone was happy.

She glanced over and frowned suddenly.

The man wondered, "What's wrong?"

The goddess of the hanging inkstone was murderous and said, "Master, there are a few thunder whips missing! I don't know which thief stole it, or if the monster here occupied it privately!"

The man shook his head and said, "Since it is a chance, whether it is stolen by others or forcibly occupied by this demon, it is fate, and there is no need to be angry." ”

The goddess of the inkstone sighed.

Immediately smiled, she gently took off the small ancient inkstone engraved with "electricity" on her waist and threw it forward.

The top of the Jixiao Mountain presents a magnificent and magnificent scene.

I saw the entire thunder pond rise from the ground, and swept into the inkstone together with the sea of clouds and thunder.

After about a quarter of an hour, the goddess of the inkstone shouted softly, "Come back." ”

Gu Yan snatched back into her hand and handed it to the man, "Master, please take a look." ”

The man looked down, and in the ancient inkstone, a thunder pond was filled like a pool of golden ink.

It's not magical.

The man asked her to put away the ancient inkstone and look into the distance, "It's time to return home." ”

The goddess of the inkstone quipped: "Master, is this considered a return to the hometown? How to thank it, it's also simple, I heard that the sky of Liuxiazhou is extremely high, so the five thunders are complete, the master only needs to take me to eat!"

The man smiled dumbly, it was rare for her to have such a childlike side.

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On the other side of the mountain.

The scholar chased and killed a group of Jindan monsters, scurrying around, and there were even Jindan ghosts temporarily in charge of the Yongshan Mountain Protection Array, which was actually broken by the roots of the mountain and destroyed by water transportation, but also forcibly stabilized the underground and high enchantments, to prevent the scholar from escaping with that strange escape method, if it was just this little spell, the scholar would have run away a long time ago, and never thought that the Jindan ghost thing named White Cage City also has an incredible treasure, which can possess the scholar, neither hurting the soul, but can follow the shadow, how can not be expelled.

The scholar rolled in the air, barely able to escape the bombardment of a magic weapon, and the dust was flying.

He burst into laughter, flew in one direction, and shouted, "Good brother!"

Chen Ping'an, who showed the face of an old man, pulled the corners of his mouth and said softly: "Brother Mu Mao." ”

The next scene made all the monsters confused, looked at each other, and actually stopped the pursuit.

The scholar twisted a golden talisman with his fingers.

Hurled at the ally who seemed to have come to the rescue.

And that guy also drew his sword out of its sheath, and slashed at the talisman that burst with golden light like a great sun leaping into the sea.

A huge ripple of qi ripples stirred and dispersed in all directions.

It's like a mountain being smashed into a lake.

When the sword light dissipated together like a talisman.

At that moment, the scholar's momentum changed completely, his eyes were dazzling, and he deliberately restrained his aura, which was a move to be slaughtered, and the scholar pounced on Chen Ping'an, and said softly: "First cut off the tarsal shadow on my body, and then go together." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, and handed out a sword, just slashing at the shadow.

The scholar, who seemed to have changed a person, was relieved and was about to say thank you from the bottom of his heart.

Punch again.

The eyes are black.

Your uncle.

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