The dust pharmacy is back to its former bustle.

After Zheng Dafeng fed his fist for half an hour, he let the four people in the picture scroll take a breath first, and then it was so intermittent, Zheng Dafeng always suppressed the realm in the Eight Realms, but it was rising a little bit, from the earliest early realm of the Far Journey Realm to the flawless peak of the last Eight Realms, in the face of Wei Xian's more and more skillful joint attack, Zheng Dafeng became more and more difficult. The four of them still never got together to speak, even if it was a break, they still stood separately, each pondering their own, everything was silent.

Pei Qian had a big heart, after eating dinner and copying the book, she used the walking stick under the eaves of the courtyard to play a crazy demon swordsmanship that she had realized, and then she went to sleep in the side house with satisfaction, before going to bed, after saying hello to Chen Ping'an at the door of the house, she went to open the green bamboo bookbox that Chen Ping'an put in her room, and took out the multi-treasure box given by Yao Jinzhi, look at it, look at it, there is still a pagoda demon talisman that really belongs to her on her forehead, shaking her head, her face is full of pride, we are rich today, I reached out and touched the talisman on my head, a little sad, I knew that I could buy back a big mansion if I sold it, but I was not very reluctant, forget it, Wait until you have the second one, anyway, now you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and it's useless to have a house, but she thought about it, in the future, she must have a house as big as a dwarf winter melon water god Niang Biyou Mansion, and there must be such a strange shadow wall, so that people will know that she is rich as soon as they enter the door.

On the night when the group lived in the shop, the god surnamed Zhao brought back a picture of Kanyu, I don't know which mansion it was found from, neatly rested on the table in the main house, under the lamplight, Lu Baixiang and Zheng Dafeng asked for a hard small cone, as if they were marching in formation, and began to carefully mark the red side note on the top, where the "passes" of the five surnames of the old dragon city are located, and the "troop distribution" of the five major surnames of the old dragon city is enshrined, and then a straight line is drawn between the dragon platform and the dust shop.

Wei Xian was also there, but Zhu Yong and Sui were not involved, one was reading by moonlight under the eaves, and the other was standing in the courtyard refining the pure true qi in the Qi Mansion Acupoint.

As for Zheng Dafeng, he had already gone to sleep in the side room, snoring like thunder, and only continued to feed the fist after making an appointment for two hours.

Feeding the fist is not only to sharpen the martial arts cultivation of the four people and raise the realm to a higher level, but also to help the four of them absorb the spirituality of the Qinghu Palace Pill as quickly as possible.

This deal was made by Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an always stood at the table, looking at Lu Baixiang, Wei Xian and Zhao surnamed yīn gods, drawing in circles and pointing on the map of the situation of Kanyu, he rarely gave advice, at most, the two of them yīn gods in the case of a dispute over a certain detail, Chen Ping'an in the good and better choice, by him to decide which to choose, in fact, it is very leisurely.

The last trip of the lotus flower blessed land "walking on the bank of the long river of light", not to mention the long distance, the years experienced are longer, but even so, Chen Ping'an only dares to say that he understands the world of people, the height of the temple and the distance of the rivers and lakes. Wei Xian doesn't need to say much, he was born in the battlefield, and Lu Baixiang is a rare first-rate all-rounder in the world, proficient in the art of war, proficient in the essence of the purpose of the three religions of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism in the blessed land of lotus flowers, not to mention the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, the founder of the Demon Sect, may be the only thing lacking now, but he has just arrived in the vast world and has not yet stood on the top of the mountain.

It's just that from the foot of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain, and then to the top of the mountain, on the cultivation road, the pedestrians are always becoming more and more sparse.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an's obsession with Sui's right about the highest position in the martial arts realm in this life, from the highest achievement in the future, the Martial God Realm fell to the Nine Realms, the state of mind almost collapsed, and the sword heart shattered, Chen Ping'an could understand her anger, but he didn't approve of it. Zheng Dafeng said to the four people on the right side of Sui with a hippie smile, "It's just the Nine Realms, see the smile and laugh at it." Do you really think that the Nine Realms are the cabbage on the side of the road? Zheng Dafeng is the disciple of Old Man Yang! The gatekeeper of Lizhu Cave Heaven almost went mad on the threshold of the Nine Realms.

The battle of the temple on the right side of the Sui Dynasty, among the golden body realm, is already a great opportunity, the bag is safe, it is still the eyes only the highest scenery, and the pure martial arts of the world, down-to-earth, step by step, in fact, has gone against the grain.

It's just that Chen Ping'an doesn't think that his reasoning can make the female sword immortal in the lotus blessed land really convinced, but it doesn't matter, the infatuated sword is his Chen Ping'an's, and the Qinghu Palace pill is also his, whether to send it to Sui right or not, when to send it and how to send it, it is up to him Chen Ping'an to have the final say.

No one owes her Sui to the right.

Under a lamp, a main line has been sorted out on many Kanyu maps, and there are fewer and fewer disputes in the house, so Chen Ping'an walked out of the house to take a breath.

Walk through the courtyard and sit on the bench under the eaves opposite the main house behind you.

The layout of the dust pharmacy is very similar to the Yang family pharmacy in his hometown, and when Chen Ping'an walks to the bench, he will remember that there was a teacher who visited Old Man Yang for the first time, put away his umbrella, and almost sat in that position.

When encountering injustices in the world, those who think they are unjust are the most difficult to settle.

Replaced by Gao Shizhen, Liu Cong and others, they will feel that this is not a bad matter, just stand by and watch the excitement, maybe they will take the opportunity to enter the game to see if they can get a piece of the pie.

If you change to Jiang Shangzhen and the like, you may feel that this is not a matter at all, and if you look at it more, it will delay your cultivation.

Chen Ping'an's siege and killing of the broken temple, even if a fight is fought, the family will be greatly damaged, and it will be lost to his grandmother's family, but he can't talk about a deep grudge, of course, he doesn't hold a grudge, it doesn't mean that he will be soft when he should punch.

But Jiang Shangzhen may not understand why Chen Ping'an is in the lotus flower blessed land, and why he has murderous intentions towards Zhou Shi and Ya'er.

Even Zheng Dafeng, who was sleeping peacefully at this moment, probably didn't understand why Chen Ping'an wanted to meddle in the chaos in Old Dragon City.

In fact, the reason is very simple, if the two sides are roughly equal, then the avenue is not compatible, each has its own reason to act, you come and go, each fights according to his ability, yīn seeks yang conspiracy, whoever lives and who dies, Chen Ping'an can accept it.

But Cao Qinglang's parents, the two heads that were casually thrown on the ground by Zhou Shiya'er were drenched in blood.

There is also the little girl in the pharmacy who died at the hands of the Fang family's children.

No matter how many reasons and excuses you Ding Ying and the Fang family have to convince themselves and the two worlds, these three people should never suffer from this catastrophe.

At the moment, Chen Ping'an didn't know that Qi Jingchun had drunk the inferior wine of Li Huai's family, and said to Li Er that if the fist is stronger, he is a real hero.

I only know that before Ah Liang ascended, he had said to all of them that any truly strong person should take the freedom of the weak as the boundary.

There are thousands of joys and sorrows in the world, each with its own hardships and blessings, there are no two identical leaves in the world, and there will not be the same river.

But some of the truths are the same.

Lu Tai said to the poor woman who was "a ghost fetus" in the Flying Eagle Castle that the world was boring, so it was better not to come.

Chen Ping'an pondered and pondered, not that the world was boring, but that there were too many people who were unwilling to be reasonable.

When a good person suffers a loss, he can only comfort himself that it is a blessing to suffer a loss, and he can only warn himself that he would rather offend a gentleman than a villain, and the wicked are evil but do not know evil, or even know evil and do evil.

Chen Ping'an sat on the bench, and every detail was still being worked out in the main room, and the Zhao family was familiar with the forces of the old Dragon City, so Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang were on one side, and the god was in the position of the Fu family, and as the Fu family, they carried out offensive "martial arts" from different angles and different forces against the dust medicine shop, and Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang saw the move.

Zhu Yong was flipping through one of his rarest novels under the eaves, a new book that he hadn't bought for a long time, and he had repeatedly flipped through it into an old book, and now he was talking about the work of conscience, the work of conscience. It turned out that the book was roughly engraved and signed at a glance very fake, and on the last page, there was a large number of "masterpiece" titles of like-minded people, and there were three or two finishing touches on the pertinent comments, so the old man closed the book again tonight and said with heartfelt emotion: "A good man has a safe life." ”

Speaking of this, the rickety old man turned his head to Chen Ping'an and sneered: "Young master, the old slave is offended, I will pay attention to it in the future." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and waved his hand, reminding: "That matter, you remember to keep it secret from me." ”

Zhu Yong said guiltily: "It's the old slave who is shallow in learning, and he has been uneasy in conscience these days, how dare he leak anything." ”

Chen Ping'an stopped talking.

Previously, on the ferry boat of Tianque Peak, Chen Ping'an thought about sending a letter to the Inverted Hanging Mountain to the Stork Inn, and then asked the shopkeeper to help send it to the man holding the sword, to see if he could send it to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to Miss Ning, but every time he put pen to paper, he was embarrassed, and he didn't know how to write this letter, so he hesitated until the end, so he went to find a sentence that could be said Zhu Yong, as a result, I never thought that Zhu Yong was a merry guy, but I never thought that it was really the old sè embryo in the eyes of Sui's right, and some suggestions were given, either giving Chen Ping'an goosebumps, or he was covered with cold sweat, so he had to return in vain.

In the courtyard, Sui drew his sword out of the sheath on the right and flicked his sword with his fingers.

She listened intently to the ding-dong.

The most unpleasant woman in the group, at this moment, there was a smile for the first time.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Sui You, don't you look good like this, why do you keep a straight face all day long, if you have a chance in the future, I will introduce the Sword Immortal to you." ”

Words from the bottom of the heart, affectionate and courteous.

Sui put the sword into the sheath on the right side, turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an, and sneered: "The fox's tail is exposed?"

Chen Ping'an laughed and said, "Don't, I'm timid." ”

Zhu Yong smiled and said: "I am willing to go to the rooftop with the master, and sweep the flowers with the immortals, good poems and good poems." Young master, I don't know if you are a master or an immortal?"

As soon as Chen Ping'an heard Zhu Yong's nasty sycophancy, he knew that things were going to be bad, and sure enough, Sui's right face was cold and murderous, probably thinking about who to kill with a sword first.

Chen Ping'an and Zhu

Almost at the same time, he smeared oil on the soles of his feet, one into the house, and the other into the pharmacy in front of him.

Sui snorted coldly on the right side, and returned to his room, Pei Qian was already asleep, probably because he had been used to being alone since he was a child, no one cared about how he tossed, and he was swept by the sky all the year round, or he was lying on the stone lion at the door of the wealthy door, and his sleeping appearance was really a mess, his hands and feet were lying on his stomach, where could he keep the heating in the bed, Sui frowned on the right, walked over gently, helped move the little girl's hands and feet, and paddled the quilt corner.

Sui lit a lamp on the right and sat alone at the table, silent and silent, accompanied only by the sword.

Chen Ping'an slept in the pharmacy tonight, laying on the floor, and slept lightly.

In the courtyard, Zheng Dafeng often feeds the four of them with fists.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes and listened to the sound of those fist intent flows, whether light or heavy, all of them rippled slightly in his heart, like knocking on the door.

There was nothing wrong in the alley all night.

The Fu family still has this bit of face, and the war is imminent, even if someone has the strength to break into the alley and provoke Zheng Dafeng, it is equivalent to slapping the face of the Fu family, and now the face of the Fu family in Old Dragon City is almost equal to the face of the Yunlin Jiang family. If it weren't for this, Fu Qi would not have personally gone out and made an appointment to fight Zheng Dafeng on the Dragon Terrace.

As for how many immortal soldiers Fu Qi can use, it was the top priority of the previous discussion of countermeasures.

The fact that the children of the Fu family were able to use the Jindan Realm cultivation as a half-immortal soldier who was extremely difficult to control and might even be counterattacked, was an aggressive thing, but over time, the outside world acquiesced.

Chen Ping'an woke up early in the morning, Zheng Dafeng squatted at the door of the main house to drink porridge, Pei Qian squatted aside, whispering, I don't know when the relationship was so good.

Lu Baixiang stroked the piano in the house, with the rhyme of mountains and flowing water.

Wei Xian was practicing the six-step stake from Chen Ping'an's side in the courtyard, and Sui was not much better on the right, practicing the sword furnace pile.

Zhu Yong was relatively kind, and brought Chen Ping'an a big bowl of white porridge, saying that he wanted the young master to taste his craftsmanship, Chen Ping'an sat on the bench and drank the porridge, the sky was slightly bright, and he was refreshed.

I went to open the door panel of the shop in front of it, and the dust medicine shop opened the door to welcome guests, as for whether there were any guests, there were really early in the morning.

Chen Ping'an opened the door and walked in the alley to practice boxing, until he reached the corner of the alley, then turned around, back and forth, and when the boxing reached the third time, a pair of men and women came into sight.

One of the acquaintances is not strange, and the other woman who is not familiar but is still fresh in Chen Ping'an's memory appears a little unexpectedly.

The young man is Fan Er, next to him is a young woman in a green robe, when he was in the underground dragon road channel, two ferries passed by, Chen Ping'an met her, she also shook her hand to control the wine jug.

Fan Er saw Chen Ping'an from a distance and laughed: "Chen Ping'an, do you dare to fight with Fan Er in my four realms?"

Chen Ping'an stopped at the door of the pharmacy, shook his head and said, "Don't dare." ”

"You and I are each the Great Masters of the Four Realms, since we meet on a narrow road, but we don't fight at the peak, wouldn't it make the world have one more regret!"

Fan Er opened with a chaotic punch to kill the master's Wang Baquan, babbling on his lips, and rushed towards Chen Ping'an with his teeth and claws.

After Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to support his forehead, he had to slowly walk forward, and cooperate with this Fan Er to play the "peak duel between the great grandmasters".

Fortunately, Fan Er only ran out for more than a dozen steps, and then reached out to the green-robed woman and grabbed her neckline and threw it behind her, "Don't be embarrassed here, you want to play on the dragon stage." ”

Fan Er obediently walked behind her, frowning at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an stopped and said suspiciously: "You are Fan Er's sister, Fan Junmao?"

Fan Junmao pinned the wine pot at his waist, kept walking, and sneered: "I don't want to have such a younger brother, but I can't control the lingering love between my father and Erniang." ”

Fan Er had no heart and lungs to steal fun.

Chen Ping'an sighed in his heart, and then relieved, only Fan Junmao with this kind of temperament can make Fan Er really like and respect it, if it is a virtuous and quiet lady, he still likes it, but Fan Er will not admire his sister so heartily.

Fan Junmao didn't have the idea of entering the pharmacy, and stretched out his hand to point, "Fan Er, go and stay inside." ”

Fan Er screamed twice, ran into the pharmacy with a fart, and when he passed by Chen Ping'an, he risked his death to remind: "The festival mourns and changes." ”

Chen Ping'an was surprised: "Miss Fan, you shouldn't be ......?"

Without waiting for Chen Ping'an to finish speaking, Fan Junmao nodded and said, "That's right, it's me." The last time we met, you went south and I went north, and it was your hometown Lizhu Dongtian, and the person I saw was that old man Yang. For Zheng Dafeng, he doesn't care too much, he wants him to fend for himself in the old dragon city, but he specifically mentions it to you, if I am interested, I can take a look at it. ”

Regarding Old Man Yang's attitude towards Zheng Dafeng, Zheng Dafeng didn't want to fool Chen Ping'an in this kind of matter, he had already made it clear last night that the old man had already put down his cruel words, and asked him, an immature disciple, to die, not to reveal the slightest bit of his roots.

Therefore, all of Fu Nanhua's impressions of Zheng Dafeng are the janitors of Lizhu Dongtian.

Fan Junmao shouted: "Fan Er, throw a chair out, remember it's a chair, don't give me a bench." ”

Fan Er responded, really carried a chair to the front shop, and fell out of the door directly.

After Fan Junmao caught it, she put it on the wall opposite the pharmacy, and after sitting down, her body leaned back, the chair swayed one by one, and she said lazily: " Zheng Dafeng may not think clearly, Fu Donghai planned this matter, Fu Qi didn't know, it was Fu Donghai, a fool who had no ability at all, to make a claim, Fu Qi knew some of the inside story of the secret history of Lizhu Dongtian, and Zheng Dafeng was determined to win over, and he also made a special trip to bring a long-legged girl before, as if he was called Fu Chunhua, and came here to find Zheng Dafeng, but unfortunately Zheng Dafeng refused the kindness of others at the time, even so, Fu Qi only thought that Zheng Dafeng was a dragon crossing the river, and he was raised in the small pond of the Fan family without provoking it, but Fu Donghai stabbed the big basket, and the wife and aunt of Yunlin Jiang's family intervened again, and suddenly Fu Qi could have been explainedThe 'misunderstanding' that can be dealt with behind closed doors has become a matter of Jiang's face. What to do now, there is a gambling battle where a person must die on the dragon platform. Otherwise, the Fu family's front foot Jiang family married, and the back heel slapped Jiang family in the face, if you were the ancestor of the Yunlin Jiang family, what would you do?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and the face is not reasonable. ”

Fan Junmao was probably frightened by this answer, and took off the wine jug, "Fortunately, I didn't drink just now, otherwise I would have choked to death." ”

Chen Ping'an sat on the threshold, "Although I have some festivals with Sun Jiashu, I think that these big surnames in Lao Longcheng are still the business experience of the Sun family, which is the most decent." ”

Fan Junmao took a sip of wine, his eyes were playful, and he asked with a smile: "Our Fan family is not in your eyes?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "To be able to teach a future heir like Fan Er, the Fan family's family style is definitely not bad, but the ancestral ancestral hall can speak, after there are more, they must have their own little abacus, as the head of the family, you must take care of all aspects, it is difficult to ...... I still understand the truth of self-cleanliness and self-improvement, and even inevitably compromise. However, in the matter of Zheng Dafeng, the Fan family is indeed not kind enough. If, I mean, if I want to do business with the Fan family in the future, unless Fan Er personally takes care of it, I won't rest assured, but I can do business with the Sun family, but Sun Jiashu himself doesn't interfere, I am more at ease. ”

Fan Junmao tilted his head and sighed: "You're not stupid, why does Old Man Yang like to say that you are too unsmart?"

Chen Ping'an smiled dumbly, "I've been away from my hometown for many years, in addition to growing tall, my brain also has to grow a little longer, right?"

Fan Junmao nodded, "It's true to have a little brain, but when it comes to big things, it's still too unsmart after all." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't care, and went straight to the point: "Can we start talking about trading?"

Fan Junmao sneered and said: "Just looking at the list handed over to me by Zheng Dafeng, I know that your refining must have failed, not to mention the layman, but also the heart is higher than the sky, if I guess correctly, the natal object you refined the water of the five elements, the rank is not low, and the mantra and Danding of refining are not bad, right?

Chen Ping'an's face was solemn.

Fan Junmao smiled, "I know that people like you don't believe in evil, buy and sell, I don't care if you buy my goods, whether you lose or make money, rest assured, a lot of heavenly and earthly treasures have been brought to you." I want that Jiaolonggou Yuanying Lao Jiao's golden pill! Such a rare thing with no price and no market really makes me a little moved, otherwise I wouldn't have run this trip myself, just Fan Er is here. ”

Fan Junmao happily raised his head and poured a sip of wine, "You're right, I'm going to kill you, take advantage of the fire to rob, and this knife will be slaughtered very ruthlessly, but can you Chen Ping'an not buy it?!"

Chen Ping'an threw out the porcelain bottle containing Lao Jiao Jindan, and was caught by Fan Junmao.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Listening to Zheng Dafeng, you can control the sea of clouds above the old dragon city, so if I can come up with something better, are you willing to make a move, no matter if you win or lose on the dragon platform, you will save Zheng Dafeng's life." ”

"Fan Er has a thing I gave him at hand, I should have taken something out at this time, since I am a descendant of the Fan family, so I still have to pay attention to a little integrity in business, things are all good things, but the price is a little expensive, and I can't find fault with the other, even if you go to find the Fu family, Fu Qi can only give you almost sè goods. ”

After Fan Junmao said this, he gently threw the porcelain vase in his hand and said with a smile: "Even if I break the rules and choose to make a move, it is estimated that there is only a fifty percent chance of dying, and I don't want to save Zheng Dafeng's cheap life, not to mention that I don't want to do it at all." ”

Chen Ping'an was just about to speak.

Zheng Dafeng was already sitting on the threshold, one left and one right with Chen Ping'an, becoming the two gods of the dust pharmacy, Zheng Dafeng smiled

Said: "Okay, it's useless to beg her." ”

Fan Junmao nodded, his wrist flipped, and the porcelain vase disappeared, "That's true." ”

Chen Ping'an was forcibly interrupted by Zheng Dafeng again, and this time Zheng Dafeng even shook his head at him and signaled not to take out that thing.

Fan Junmao's eyes lit up, "Is there really a good thing?" Take it out and take a look, in case I think it's worth it, it's not impossible to make a move, it's not a bad thing to fight hard." ”

Zheng Dafeng stood up abruptly and said, "Enough, Fan Junmao, Chen Ping'an's refining of natal objects, the real chance is slim?"

Obviously, it is to change the topic so that Fan Junmao's curiosity does not continue to spread.

Fan Junmao was a little bored, leaned back in the chair, and shook the wine pot in his hand, "If you really want to refine a natal object, is it a Taoist priest of the lower five realms who can refine a few Qi Nourishing Pill pills? Do you know the so-called right time, place, and people? Or does he Chen Ping'an feel that he is the lucky one who is blessed with a unique fortune and a fortune, and a layman can really refine it at one time if he wants to refine a natal object? If you Chen Ping'an succeeds, I, Fan Junmao, will dig out my eyeballs and give it to you." ”

Zheng Dafeng turned to Chen Ping'an and said, "Then don't practice!"

Zheng Dafeng rarely has such a serious expression, and there are not many in his life.

Chen Ping'an had to nod, "Then forget it, I know my gambling luck." ”

Fan Junmao stood up, "Okay, then that's it, Zheng Dafeng, fight hard when the time comes, I'll watch it from the top of my head, remember to die heroic." ”

Zheng Dafeng returned to his original shape, smiled and rubbed his hands and said: "Miss Fan, what kind of dress did you wear in the sea of clouds that day, this green robe is so good-looking, but occasionally you have to change your outfit." ”

Fan Junmao is not an ordinary woman after all, and said with a smile: "At that time, even if I stand on the dragon platform with my bare butt, you won't be able to open your eyes." Maybe Fu Qi will stab you to death with a sword first, still not venting his anger, and then stomp on your head, when the eyeballs explode, bang, fly from the dragon platform to the sea of clouds, I will hold it with two fingers, snap, and explode again. ”

Zheng Dafeng hurriedly begged for mercy: "Miss Fan, please ask the old man to read a good sentence to me?"

Fan Junmao laughed and walked down the alley and strode away.

When it was confirmed that Fan Junmao was far away, Zheng Dafeng said in a deep voice: "That demon pill, do you know that at the last moment, as long as you take it out, whether it is Fu Qi, or the people of the Yunlin Jiang family, or even any immortal realm great cultivator, you will be moved when you see it, and you will have a chance to exchange for a life, what can you get in exchange for Fan Junmao today? ! What about her shot, it is only a fifty percent possibility, but that is for me Zheng Dafeng alone, even if I am rescued at that time, how can you and your group leave the old dragon city?"

Chen Ping'an suddenly smiled and said, "I am not happy to give you Zheng Dafeng as a preacher." ”

Zheng Dafeng rolled his eyes and sat back on the threshold, "Do you think Lao Tzu is willing? ”

Chen Ping'an folded his hands and looked at the wall, "But if it is for the current Zheng Dafeng, I am willing to be a protector." ”

Fan Junmao suddenly "sat back" on the chair and laughed, "It seems that there is a more exaggerated demon pill, the eleventh realm? No, the demon pill of the twelve realms! It must be the golden pill of the big demon of the Tongye Zhou Fu Ping Sect, which is interesting and interesting!"

Zheng Dafeng's face changed drastically, and he stared at the green-robed woman, "I'm not joking with you, you don't have the idea of fighting that demon pill!"

Fan Junmao stretched out a finger and gently swirled his fist, only to see wisps of mist filling the wall behind her, which finally converged into a small cloud at her fingertips.

If it hadn't been premeditated, otherwise she really wouldn't have been able to hear Zheng Dafeng's sincere words.

Tsk, even a guy like Zheng Dafeng is willing to dig out his heart with someone?

Fan Junmao squinted at the young man.

Fan Junmao took a sip of wine, his face was full of pride, "The golden pill of the Great Demon of the Twelve Realms can be divided into large, medium and small refining, the difficulty of the big refining, if you don't lose the refining, you Chen Ping'an don't think about it, give it to me, I am in charge of this sea of clouds above the two of you, in fact, the Fu family is just equivalent to a housekeeper, I am not here, the Fu family can call some, I am here, he just wants to use such a little cloud on my fingers, it can't work." ”

She wiped her mouth, unable to hide the heat in her eyes, "Give me that demon pill, I can swallow the water transportation of the entire Old Dragon City on three sides, pick a good time, and the right time, place and people will be available." How about it, take it out, I can have half a chance to let Zheng Dafeng live, anyway, this cheap life, sooner or later, I will save him once, it doesn't matter. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Dare to ask Miss Fan, what about Zhonglian and Xiaolian?"

Fan Junmao raised his eyebrows, "It's not difficult to refine it, and then it's the most suitable to use it to make wine." The effect, whoever drinks it knows!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "Okay, then I'll bring it to the 'Zhonglian', thank you Miss Fan for reminding me." ”

Fan Junmao stood up, his eyes sharp.

Zheng Dafeng stood up and said in a deep voice: "Fan Junmao, don't forget, I still have a yīn god here! If you dare to do it, I will dare to let your realm lag for at least a hundred years!"

Fan Junmao paced back and forth in the alley directly opposite the gate of the pharmacy, his eyes kept fixed on the guy named Chen Ping'an.

In the end, Fan Junmao stomped her feet, rose from the ground, and swept into the sea of clouds, she was extremely irritable, shouting and waving her sleeves to grab the sea of clouds, and smash each other.

She tossed for a long time, straightened back and fell down, lying on the sea of clouds, "Take the small refining wine to drink, I won't worry about it in my life." ”

She wiped the saliva from her mouth and began to roll in the sea of clouds.

On the other side of the alley, Zheng Dafeng wiped the sweat on his forehead and glanced at Chen Ping'an, who was as immobile as a mountain, "You are so bold!"

Chen Ping'an's face remained unchanged, "Look at my back?"

Zheng Dafeng really crossed the threshold to take a look, and Chen Ping'an was really sweating......

Zheng Dafeng sat on the threshold with a smile and said with emotion: "I really didn't expect that the black charcoal boy who looked at the scenery outside the door back then would become what he is today." ”

Chen Ping'an took off the sword raising gourd and took a sip of wine: "I didn't expect it myself." ”

There was a moment of silence.

Chen Ping'an turned his head and asked with a smile, "Has it changed for the better, or has it become bad?"

Zheng Dafeng thought for a while, "It should be all good." ”

Then Zheng Dafeng slapped himself, "You Zheng Dafeng and Pei Qian Zhu only stayed for a day, and then you learned to pat yourself?"

Standing up, Zheng Dafeng muttered and walked back to the courtyard behind the pharmacy, and shouted to the four of them to start making moves, this time the four of them all felt the heavy pressure brought by Zheng Dafeng, not like feeding boxing, but a bit of a practice with the four of them.

Fan Er ran out of the shop with a smile and sat next to Chen Ping'an, "Everything is in the house." ”

Chen Ping'an snorted, "I shouldn't be able to refine natal objects, but I want to refine another small thing." You go back early, this is not a place to stay for a long time, don't give the family any extraneous branches. ”

Fan Er didn't drag his feet either, "I'll find another opportunity to come to the pharmacy when I go back." ”

Chen Ping'an stood up and sent Fan Er to the corner of the alley, where there was already a carriage waiting, and the coachman was the old sword cultivator of Jindan on the ferry on Osmanthus Island.

The cultivation of sword cultivation, the practice of qi warrior Jiazi old cave mansion, the century-old cave mansion sword cultivation is still young.

At that time, the old sword cultivator Ma Zhi had a rare bitter spit out with Chen Ping'an, if the Fan family was willing to take out half of the family property and do their best to worship him, the Jindan sword cultivator, they could be among the Yuan Infant Realm sword cultivators.

Chen Ping'an didn't walk out of the alley, he smiled and waved his hand to greet Lao Jianxiu, and Ma Zhi also smiled and nodded.

That night, Chen Ping'an was lying on the roof, holding a jade plaque in his hand that he didn't take out from time to time, looking at it in a daze.

Now Chen Ping'an doesn't have much money, but his family is really not small, and this jade plate is one of Chen Ping'an's earliest family backgrounds, and he had it before he went out to Dasui for the first time.

He didn't refine the water-lettered seal.

On the road of life, there are some hurdles that you know are dangerous, and it is right to take risks in person, but there are some temptations, so you have to listen to the old saying, don't ask for a fortune in your life.

Chen Ping'an put the jade plaque on his body, gently covered it with his hands, and closed his eyes.

The Infatuated Sword has been lent to the right side of Sui, but there is no right side of Sui, for Chen Ping'an, that sword is still far from enough, but it is a pity that the long qi sword has been left in the lotus flower blessed land, otherwise it can be used to meet the enemy.

If only someone could lend me a sword.

But there is no such good thing in the world.

Until the day before the solar term, the dust pharmacy was still light and light, and there was not a single customer.

But the guests didn't, and a seemingly empty transcontinental ferry docked at the island ferry port that hung out of the sea.

The old Dragon City Lord Fu Qi, the Yunlin Jiang Clan's sword cultivator old Yuanying Sect Sect disciple Du Yan, actually stood side by side, waiting for someone to step down from the ferry.

Eventually, only an inconspicuous old man stepped off the ferry.

If the three people who chased and killed the big demon of the Fuping Sect were present, they would have recognized this person's identity.

The ancestor of Zhongxing surnamed Du of the Tongye Sect.

The plainly dressed old man got off the ferry slowly, and when he saw everyone at the ferry, he also greeted him with kindness, and said some greetings, without the slightest hint of Jiang Shangzhen's so-called "old pervert of Tongye Sect".

But when the old man looked in the direction of Old Dragon City, as soon as he opened his mouth to get down to business, he immediately made everyone feel that the mountains were overpowered, "Is it a Nine Realm martial artist?"

Fu Qi smiled bitterly: "Exactly." ”

The old man stretched out his thumb and wiped the corners of his mouth, "At the behest of the Dali Dynasty, your old Dragon City Fu family sent us four ferries from the Tongye Sect that inverted the Hanging Mountain route, and the courtesy is not light." ”