Now the qi practitioners who have traveled here on the Great Wall of Sword Qi are in groups, and people come and go, and it is so lively that people are uncomfortable.

See all the scenery without spending a penny.

It is probably due to the fame of the Great Sword Immortal of the Wind and Snow Temple that moves the world, but no one dares to take the initiative to approach this side, and when they pass by, they will intentionally or unintentionally approach the other side of the city.

At this time, some people were already speculating where a pair of mountain Taoist couples came from, and they had the courage to sit at the head of the city between Wei Jin and Cao Jun.

In fact, Cao Jun belongs to the light of Wei and Jin, so he will be curious about his identity, in the end there are nothing more than two theories, one turned out to be the descendant of Cao Xi's old sword fairy in Zhenhailou, Nanpozhou, as for the other one, it turned out to be the innate sword embryo that was broken left and right in the early years.

So during this period of time when he came here to practice swords, Cao Jun was very sad, thinking that Lao Tzu was a real sword cultivator in the Yuanying Realm, except for this sword qi Great Wall site, where could he not make a sword immortal name in Haoran World?

Cao Jun remembered something and said to Chen Ping'an: "By the way, there was a wandering Taoist before, who claimed to be your uncle, and chatted casually with me and Wei Dajian Immortal, his tone was very impulsive, and the shelf was quite big, what was the origin?"

Cao Jun had been to Lizhu Cave back then, and the Cao family's ancestral house was in that mud bottle lane, so he naturally knew that this Chen Ping'an's family background had no relatives.

Chen Ping'an said: "Of course it's not my uncle, maybe it's yours, the next time you meet again, you just shout like that, I promise it's not a bad thing, believe it or not." ”

It's that Wu Shuang is undoubtedly falling, but I don't know if he has found the old deaf child.

There is no Fourteen Realms cultivator in the world who is easy to mess with. The higher the climb, the more you know about it.

And Chen Ping'an is only a Yupu Realm monk now, if the path of cultivation in the next hundred years is really smooth, become an immortal, and become a soarer, but the opportunity for the Fourteen Realms to merge with the Dao, which is said to be "Xuanzhi and Xuan, Xuanwai asks Xuan", has no clue at all, which makes Chen Ping'an feel powerless, because it is completely certain that people like Zheng Juzhong and Wu Shuangchuan, who will never hold Buddha's feet temporarily, must have taken precautions as early as the time of the Middle Five Realms, and thought about the path of the opportunity to merge the Dao, and how to go.

Cao Jun wondered, these two seem to like chatting like this, could it be that Taoist is really Chen Ping'an's distant relative?

Cao Jun asked tentatively, "That guy is a certain Ascension Realm Great Cultivator who has hidden his identity?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "It's not the Ascension Realm, it's not the Sword Cultivation. ”

However, this palace master of the Qing Ying World is a great cultivator of the Fourteen Realms, and he also imitates four immortal swords.

Cao Jun smiled: "Then I still recognize a fart relative, and I don't have the slightest advantage to take advantage of it." ”

Chen Ping'an doesn't care, anyway, the account that deceived you to come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi should be settled, and it was you Cao Jun himself who would not seize the opportunity.

Cao Jun smiled and asked, "Now there will be fairy sisters in the city every day, you should have seen it on the way you just came, so you won't be angry at all?"

Fat powder, warbler Yanyan, Qingqing I and me, tour the mountains and waters, leisurely and elegant, enjoy the scenery everywhere, excellent travel, few sword cultivation, and many qi practitioners.

Even if Cao Jun had never been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi before, he knew this, which was incompatible with the Great Wall of Sword Qi that had been slaughtered by heaven and earth.

Chen Ping'an shook his head.

Cao Jun looked at this guy's face, it didn't seem like he was pretending to be indifferent, so he became more and more curious in his heart, and couldn't help asking: "Why? ”

Chen Ping'an said: "This is the meaning of the existence of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. ”

There is a great wall of sword qi standing here for 10,000 years, and there is a peaceful 10,000 years of the world.

Cao Jun sighed, rubbed his face with his hands, he was late, he should have come early, he shouldn't have missed the big battle.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at Ning Yao and asked, "What did this guy say just now, I was a little distracted, I really didn't hear it." ”

Trying to take advantage of the opportunity to be defeated by the Savage World Avenue to check the battle situation in the hinterland of the world, but unfortunately it was in vain. I just did this, and I couldn't be distracted.

Ning Yao said: "He said that someone stole the gravel of the half of the city under his feet and brought it back to the world. ”

In fact, Ning Yao didn't care about this kind of thing. The Great Wall of Sword Qi in her heart is sword cultivation.

As for the other half, because Chen Ping'an was in harmony with him, there were no rules in the Confucian Temple, and there was no explicit provision that foreign qi practitioners were not allowed to climb the city over there. But only four words were given, life and death are conceited. The qi practitioners who have traveled far away here know the importance of the stakes, and of course they don't dare to go there to touch the mold. God knows if there is some unbelievable strange prohibition over there, and the only thing that can be determined is the city head over there, which seems to be the cultivation place of the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Ning Yao frowned and asked, "Why doesn't the Temple of Literature restrain this matter? Isn't there a saint who accompanies the saint here?"

Just because she doesn't care doesn't mean that the Temple of Literature can act so indistinctly. Since you can't carry it clearly, you still have the cheeks to stay here?

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "This is a kind of respect for our Great Wall of Sword Qi from the Temple of Literature. ”

Ning Yao was puzzled: "What's the solution?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "The affairs of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, no matter how big or small, will be handed over to the sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. ”

Ning Yao nodded, and when he said this to Chen Ping'an, there was no mustard in his heart.

She suddenly stretched out her hand and gently held Chen Ping'an's hand.

The reason why Ning Yao was at the inn and offered to accompany him here was to reassure him a little, not to make him worry more.

Because she could feel it, after coming here, Chen Ping'an was even more worried.

Chen Ping'an laughed softly: "It's okay, it's just that I'm used to being in a daze here, and I won't be able to change it for a while." As for my worries, it's actually okay, too much worry and no worries, between the two, just compromise, I will be careful to control the proportions. ”

Just like the bumps and bumps between men and women, in fact, women's emotions that make men scratch their heads are themselves reasonable, recognize her emotions, and then help relieve emotions, and wait for the woman to gradually lose her anger, and then come to her calmly and say some of their own truths, which is the right way. This is called taking a step back and thinking, applying what you have learned in order, and once you skip the previous link, everything will be over.

Ning Yao turned his head to look at the half of the city on the opposite side and asked, "If you ask someone about the sword over there?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Then you can break your wrist with Wei Dajian Immortal, if you only win or lose, I will definitely lose, but if it is agreed that both parties are not allowed to leave the city, then there will be no suspense, I will live him to death." ”

The Great Sword Immortal of the Wind and Snow Temple with the horizontal sword on his knees on the side thought slightly.

The dialogue between Ning Yao and Chen Ping'an had no heartfelt words.

Chen Ping'an turned his head and smiled: "It's not illegal to brag, right?"

Wei Jin smiled: "Anyway, here, whoever is the official has the final say." ”

Chen Ping'an threw a pot of Baihua Brew at Wei Jin, "Wei Keqing is the old customer of my wine shop, you were said to be the wronged boss of the Tianzi number before, and I was half angry to death, I just can't get out of the summer palace, otherwise I have to have a sack for one person." By the way, this is not an ordinary Hundred Flowers Blessed Land Liquor, Lisheng has not drunk it for many years, so Wei Dajian Immortal must drink it leisurely, otherwise it will be a waste of this priceless and marketless good wine. ”

Where in life there will be a shortage of alcohol, only those friends who are willing to ask someone to drink.

Besides, there is one thing, Chen Ping'an never mentioned it to Wei Jin in person, the first time in his life he saw the so-called fascinating style of the sword fairy, in fact, it was not Ah Liang, who accompanied him all the way, but the sword fairy of the Fengxue Temple who broke through the sky with a sword in the mansion of the ghost in the wedding dress. It's just this kind of thing, if there is still a chance in the future, I can drink high with Wei Jin at the wine table, and it's not too late.

Wei Jin caught the wine jar, casually removed the mud seal red paper, raised his head and took a sip, his eyes lit up, and he nodded and praised: "It's really good wine!"

Chen Ping'an didn't care about what he had to worry about with Wei Jin, so he hurriedly reached out and took the piece of red paper that was swaying away in his hand, and after putting it in his sleeve, he didn't forget to add a sentence, "If you don't mind, after drinking the wine, turn around and return the empty wine jar to me." ”

Wei Jin asked with a serious expression: "Do you have any left?" I can spend money to buy the next jar of wine, you can bid casually, I will buy a few jars if there are a few jars, if Gu Yu doesn't have enough money, I can find someone to borrow it." ”

Cao Jun was extremely greedy, rubbed his hands and asked, "Chen Ping'an, it's not appropriate for you to be so favoritous, right? Don't forget that we are fellow villagers and neighbors in the same alley!"

Chen Ping'an tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Wei Dajian Immortal is the guest of my Luoluo Mountain, how old are you? If you really want to ask me for wine, do you want the glutinous rice wine in my hometown? It is delicious, not expensive, and it is guaranteed to be cheap and good." ”

Damn, I haven't asked you to settle the old account in Mud Bottle Lane back then, and I actually have the face to mention my fellow neighbors, this Cao Jianxian is really forgetful.

If it weren't for the fact that Cao Jun had been to Tongyezhou, he had followed his senior brother and guarded the gate to the colorful world together, then in Zhengyang Mountain, Chen Ping'an would have mistaken him for a certain descendant of the first-line peak ancestor hall.

Cao Jun sneered and said: "What is the guest Qing on the mountain, it is all a few goods that just take money and do nothing, of course I don't mean that we Wei Dajian Immortal, Chen Ping'an, let's discuss, I will give you Luoluo Mountain a registered offering, even if the ranking is at the bottom, for example, who wants to become an enshrinement in the future, first pass the last seat to worship Cao Jun, if this is spread out, you Luoluo Mountain has a lot of face, right, I am a Yuanying Realm sword cultivator now, not to mention that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be the Yupu Realm, take a pot of wine, change the offering, what's the matter?"

Chen Ping'an rubbed his chin, "Luoluo Mountain is about to create the next sect, and there is indeed a shortage of manpower. ”

Cao Jun laughed and said: "The biggest advantage of my Cao Jun in this life is that he doesn't care about fame the most. It's better to be enshrined at the end of the lower sect!"

Chen Ping'an threw Cao Jun a pot of pots of potted flowers, "Then it's decided." ”

Ning Yao reminded: "With your send-off method, you can't leave a few jars of Baihua brew, you can visit Aunt Feng again when you go back and find a reason, such as welcoming her to Flying Ascension City as a guest?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "This is a good starting point, I guess I started with five jars of wine." ”

Cao Jun was much more hypocritical than Wei Jin, took out a wine glass, poured the wine, sniffed it, raised his glass to take a sip of wine, and reminisced about it.

He drank his wine and asked in his heart, "Wei Jin, Ning Yao has always been such a woman?"

It is indeed different from the legendary Ning Yao, who kills demons on the battlefield and can only practice swords outside the battlefield, it is indeed different, it is simply better to be famous than to meet.

Wei Jin said: "I don't know. ”

Cao Jun continued to ask, and Wei Jin said: "I only know that instead of secretly talking to me, it is better for you to ask Ning Yao openly." ”

It wasn't until this moment that Wei Jin suddenly remembered that the young female sword cultivator was a Flying Ascension Realm.

It's really Ning Yao who followed Chen Ping'an's side, it was too much like a sword cultivator in the Ascension Realm, with a restrained edge, soft eyebrows and eyes, and a shallow atmosphere, where did he look like the first person in a colorful world.

Chen Ping'an looked at the earth outside the city, and it was carefully planed by Taoting Daoyou back then, so there was definitely no chance to pick up the big leak.

Moreover, over the years, foreign monks have come and gone, including many hermit masters, and this vast battlefield outside the city must have been gnawed by ploughing dogs, and it has long been dug into the ground.

Gently holding Ning Yao's hand with one hand, and raising it with the other, Chen Ping'an pointed into the distance, and introduced her to a few ferries and guiru gates with his heart. The leyline, the three ferries, is still expanding and moving south, especially the leyline crossing city created by the Mo family, which is getting bigger and bigger, towering into the clouds, is Chen Ping'an in the city, the only scene that can be seen relatively clearly, I heard that this city, can be stationed 200,000 soldiers, with the expansion of the city, it can eventually accommodate the 300,000 Dynasty iron cavalry troops, arsenal weapons supply.

In addition, the three veins of the Mo family and the craftsmen and monks, a total of more than 12,000 qi practitioners who are proficient in mountain construction and mechanical arts, rely on two ferries to create a majestic city that can be moved.

In addition to the four ruin passage gates located farther away, Tianmu, Shenxiang, Huangji and Sunfall, all the surrounding areas are building a lot of construction, Haoran monks and the troops under the mountain, and a steady stream of people are rushing to the wild world.

Sword boats, mountain ferries and transcontinental ferries continue to pass through the passage of returning to the ruins like a water god's dart, escorting the troops of all continents in the world to travel far and wide, and in the past there was only the Ascension Realm

It is not uncommon for a great monk to cross two worlds now.

Listening carefully to Chen Ping'an's eloquent words, Ning Yao suddenly asked, "Da Li's biggest foreign debt owed to the Mo family on credit, did the Confucian Temple really help pay it off?"

Chen Ping'an snorted, this debt was originally an astronomical amount of fairy money. Therefore, now the dispatch of the border army of the Dali Imperial Court is becoming more and more comfortable. In addition, the big creditors, such as Liu Jubao of Caizhou and the Yu family of Zhongtu, the compensation of the Song family of Dali is very simple, and they have their own Tongyezhou mountains and mountains to work on their behalf.

It seems that senior brother Cui Yun never leaves any mess when he does things.

Seeing that Chen Ping'an began to be stunned again, Ning Yao withdrew his hand, Chen Ping'an came back to his senses in a daze, and continued to talk about the advancement of the world.

Haoran Jiuzhou territory, led by Mrs. Lushuikeng, who is nominally in charge of the world's land and water transportation, almost all the high-ranking rivers and gods will shoulder the responsibilities of similar Jianghu dart masters, going back and forth to the ruins of the waterways, each commanding the narcissus officials and aquatic spirits under the command of the palace, opening up temporary ferries in the water to connect ferries from various continents.

The kings of the Great Lakes, including Li Yehou of Kyaukyue Lake, and now three of them, after the end of the Confucian Temple discussion, have been promoted to a level of official and become the monarch of the sea, and the towns of the four seas.

In addition, the Confucian Temple also reopened the matter of the Great Blasphemy and Righteousness, following the Beiju Luzhou Jidu and the Aquarius Continent Qidu, and successively divided a group of new Dadesecration Gonghou Bo and Shui Zheng. The old Jiao in the Fengshui Cave of the Qiantang River in Aquarius has just been promoted to fill the vacancy of Qi Du. Chen Ping'an also heard that the Dali Imperial Court seemed to intend to let Yang Hua, the god of water in the Tiefu River, fill the vacant position of the Marquis of Changchun who was temporarily vacant.

came to this wild world one after another, stationed at the three ferry ports, The Haoran monks of the four ruins, can be said to be not idle for a moment, with a variety of magical powers, driving a large number of talisman wrestlers and puppet spirits, in the wild world all the way to open mountains and rivers, move mountains and lakes, build a large array, only say that the merchants are at the gate of the four major ruins, worthy of the name of the money like rain, change the time of the heavens in various places, supplement the aura of heaven and earth, and then let the qi practitioners rely on the mountains and rivers, so that the number of mountains and rivers and qi will not disperse, and the farmers and medicine families in the monks, planting fairy plants and grains, calling for wind and rain, changing the geographical advantages, the number of mountains and rivers, turning the land of barbarian miasma into a place of cultivation, or a fertile field suitable for cultivation......

Ning Yao asked: "Tongye, Fuyao and Jinjia three continents, the wild world must have grabbed a lot of materials, where is Tuoyue Mountain used now?"

Unknowingly, he shook Chen Ping'an's hand.

Chen Ping'an gently shook Ning Yao's hand in her hand, her fingers were slightly cool, and she squinted and smiled: "In the previous deliberations of the Confucian Temple, this matter was the top priority, but in fact, many people ignored it earlier. It seems that there are no definite clues yet, and no one can give a detailed answer. ”

After drinking a jar of Baihua Brew and throwing the empty wine jar back to Chen Ping'an, Wei Jin said: "Previously, Qi Tingji and Lu Zhi came here just to stay for a while, and soon each took a set of swords from the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect and rushed to the two ferries of Bingzhu and Zouma. ”

After all, Wei Jin still nominally holds the title of a famous guest secretary of Luoluo Mountain, and he has a share of the matter of observing Zhengyang Mountain.

Cao Jun, who was already half a monk of Luoluo Mountain, then remembered something, twisted his wine glass, and said: "Although the Temple of Literature has warned that qi practitioners are not allowed to leave without permission, even if they have gains outside, they are still not counted in the battle merits, but there are still a few groups of qi practitioners who do not abide by the rules and travel across the border without authorization. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "It's profitable. The result?"

Cao Jun, who took a sip of wine, pursed his lips, "What else, people die for money, birds die for food, I really thought that the wild world was a place where you could come and go casually, but they all died violently, not only did the corpse not exist, but there was no trace left, it seems that even the Yin and Yang family monks couldn't deduce the reason afterwards." ”

Cao Jun poured another glass of wine, "I heard that just a few days ago, at the gate of a ruin passage, there was a Jinjiazhou Wild Cultivator in the Immortal Realm, I can't remember the name anyway, this guy probably thinks that relying on the realm and the escape technique, there is an opportunity, so he sneaked into a demon clan's mountain sect, and wanted to retreat after robbing the house, and guess what?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I can't guess it." ”

"Such a good wine, there is no accompaniment. ”

Cao Jun took a sip, his face full of regret, "When I came back, I only had half a life left, as if I had consumed a half-immortal soldier's natal object, so I barely saved my soul and fell directly into the Yuan Baby." This guy is actually very cautious, first sent an earth immortal puppet to test the depths, and there was still nothing to do with the big trouble, so he appeared, and then immediately met a group of young monks, as if they were waiting for him to fall into the trap, he couldn't see his face and the number of the other party, just blink an eye, and that's the end. ”

Chen Ping'an said indifferently: "It's similar to fishing, catch the big and let go of the small, they are specifically hunting the monks of the Upper Five Realms in the world, and the battle exploits given away for nothing, don't do it in vain." ”

An immortal who can't even remember Cao Jun's name, after Chen Ping'an returned to Haoran World, he has never heard of any immortal realm field cultivation on the battlefield of Jinjiazhou, Pei Qian has never mentioned it, and he has never heard of it in the Temple of Literature.

Chen Ping'an suddenly frowned, and said in a deep voice: "No! Wei Jin, you immediately send a message with a flying sword to remind Master He, who is sitting in the sky, to be careful of this person!"

"This immortal realm is a wild cultivator, death is really dead, and it is still dead!"

"God knows who the last one to return alive is the sacred, even if it is just a so-called Yuanying Monk, he can toss a great movement. ”

Wei Jin shook his sleeves, and a sword light swept out, going to the canopy, reminding the Confucian Temple to accompany the sage.

The sage who sits here is surnamed He.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked, "Which passage is it?"

Cao Jun took the lead and said, "Traces of the Dark." ”

Chen Ping'an changed his words and said: "Then you don't need to send a message with a flying sword, you can take it back, so that we don't have to be self-defeating and startle the snake." ”

Wei Jin didn't bother to ask anything, and directly withdrew the messenger flying sword.

Returning to the ruins of Tianmu, there are two deputy masters of the Confucian Temple and the three university palace sacrificial wines, which are jointly arranged.

In the Shenxiang, there is a talisman Yu Xuan who can return to the world at any time, and Zhao Tianlai, the great heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, is said to travel far away in the wilderness with a sword on his back, looking for the ancestor who moved the mountain. There is also the fire dragon real person who has already shot once in the wild world, and the ambitious Beiju Luzhou Great Sword Immortal Bai Shang.

On the other side of the trail, Zheng Ju of the White Emperor City was in the middle, Pei Bei, the female martial god of Daduan, and Huaiyin, one of the ten great monks of Middle Earth, and Guo Rongting, the monk of the Flying Ascension Realm of Tieshu Mountain. Liu Yu, the sect master of Fuyao Zhou Tianyu Township, the female immortal of Liuxiazhou, she is also the owner of the Songhao blessed land, and in the sect of the green man, her identity is a bit similar to Jiang Shangzhen who holds a cloud cave blessed land in Tongyezhou.

Sunset. There are Su Zi and Liu Qi. Da Li Song Changjing, Yugui Sect Master Wei Ying.

Cao Jun asked cautiously: "I really don't need to remind a few words? If we don't report it, we will be careless in the Temple of Literature afterwards." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "No." ”

Cao Jun smiled angrily: "I'm drinking and drinking leisurely, Chen Ping'an, you also do things leisurely, don't be so embarrassed that I've only been practicing swords here for a few days, and I won't have the opportunity to make a sword, so I will rush back to the Haoran world for the Confucian Temple, and go directly to you as the last seat of the next sect!"

Chen Ping'an didn't bother to explain anything, but a voice sounded in his heart, "May I ask Yinguan, why is this?"

Apparently it was the inquiry of the Greety.

Chen Ping'an replied in his heart: "With Mr. Zheng staring over there, there is no mistake." ”

This old master He, who was born in the Yasheng lineage, has an excellent relationship with his husband, even if there is that dispute between three and four, he still does not delay the old master to take the initiative to find Mr. to drink, and I heard the senior brother Mao Xiaodong personally say that when the senior brother Cui Yun betrayed the Wensheng lineage, He Fuzi stopped him in private, couldn't stop it, and scolded him in person. So Chen Ping'an explained a few more words, and said that he guessed in his heart, "The violent death of the previous few groups of traveling monks, and the inquest of the Yin-Yang family monks to no avail, can be regarded as a kind of trick of the other party, which seems to be a wild shot, very clean and neat, just for the real mud and water in the future, most of them are waiting for this opportunity to send themselves to the door." ”

"For example, if 'this person' is the plague god, it will be very troublesome, and the younger generation dares to be sure, this assumption is definitely not the worst situation, once it is true, it is indeed the plan of the demon clan, and no one on our side is aware of it, then the situation will only be worse, and if you are not careful, it will be a disaster that will affect hundreds of thousands of people at every turn. The younger generation knew that in the previous proceedings of the Confucian Temple, they had already taken precautions against various accidents such as the plague, and they were afraid that the other party was calculating or not. ”

Old Master He asked, "For the sake of caution, why don't I fly the sword alone to send the message, so as not to alarm the monk of the Shadow Trace, but also to remind Zheng Juzhong?"

On the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Ping'an is no longer just a descendant of culture, but also a hidden official.

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Of course you can, it's because I didn't think it through enough." ”

He Fuzi smiled.

Lao Xiucai's literary and holy lineage, it is rare to have a good-tempered reader.

As for Chen Ping'an's seemingly nonsense movements in the Temple of Literature, the old master didn't think that Chen Ping'an was domineering, but it was just a young man's last resort.

Old Master He quickly got a flying sword reply from the Yellow Trace, and Zheng Juzhong of the White Emperor City only had two words about the matter, "I know." ”

In addition to the main business, there is also a sentence, let this accompanying sage give it to Chen Ping'an, "Help me talk to the hidden official, you can come to talk about the traces when you have time." ”

In fact, when he sent a letter to Huang Ji before, Old Master He did not mention Chen Ping'an.

The Confucian Temple accompanying sage who was in charge of sitting in the canopy raised his eyes to look into the distance, and then looked down at the green shirt at the head of the city.

The latter was sure that Zheng Juzhong had already known the truth, and the former was sure that it was Chen Ping'an who had returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Ning Yao asked, "Do you want to see Zheng Juzhong?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "Forget it." ”

Facing this demonic giant, it is not easier than facing Wu Shuang, the pressure is so great that it consumes the mind, and even exceeds.

I really don't want to be called Mr. Chen by Zheng Juzhong anymore, which makes Chen Ping'an feel terrified.

Chen Ping'an leaned forward.

In addition to a few surnames, there are also the fierce characters of Ah Liang, which are similar to a drunken man walking.

After being cut out of a huge gap by the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, it was broken into two, which was equivalent to having broken the ancient formation, and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which was indestructible in the past and "always one", could no longer avoid the invisible impact of the long river of time. However, as long as there are no great monks fighting here, even if they stand for thousands of years, or even thousands of years, there is no problem.

And the large and small gravel left behind by the city wall can indeed be used as a kind of excellent material and earth treasure, such as the grinding stone of the magic weapon, which can be regarded as a kind of imitation dragon slaying platform, of course, the two are extremely different in rank, in addition, even if it is just a polished brick inkstone, it can be used as a desk confession of the immortal master or the literati on the mountain.

At the beginning, this place was reduced to the jurisdiction of the wild world, Chen Ping'an joined half of the way, and the other half, one of the great demons of the old throne, the Sword Cultivator Dragon Monarch was responsible for staring at Chen Ping'an, and the Hundred Sword Immortals of Tuoyue Mountain were refining swords here, who dared to approach the city without authorization, and even stayed in the corner of the wall, they would have to worry about their lives, and there was no reason to talk about the wild world. It's just that in the years when he fell into the wild world, he was unharmed, and there was almost no loss, and he never thought that he would be reincorporated into the territory of Haoran World now, but he began to be robbed.

Ning Yao said: "You go by yourself, I'll go and take a look elsewhere." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, jumped off the city, and disappeared in a flash.

Ning Yao got up and went to the north of the city, where she walked on foot in the empty realm.

In a stroke of the inscription at the head of the city, it is like a wide road.

More than a dozen monks, both men and women, young and old, and the two elders of the sect, who were the guardians of this line, deliberately distanced themselves from the younger generations and walked side by side, so as not to make the children uncomfortable. If the incense inheritance of the ancestral hall relies on the incense oil and the continuation of the lights from generation to generation, then the incense on the mountain outside the door of their own home, such a trip is one of the best ways.

These two protectors, the man is like a man under the mountain, but the woman is a girl, but in fact, the real age of the latter is more than 100 years older than the former.

The man's waist hangs a hand-copying inkstone, which is an old inkstone with deep ink, and the inscription is engraved with a poem of the immortals, and he sighed softly: "The strange scene of hanging in the sky in March, we can't see it." ”

There was a paulownia bird hovering over the woman's shoulder, and she smiled: "That old Dong sword immortal who carved words on the head of the city is indeed transcendent in swordsmanship, but unfortunately I couldn't see that scene with my own eyes, the bright moon in the sky fell into the world, even if it was just thinking about it, it could make people's hearts sway." ”

"I heard that the pure sword intent that has been accumulated here for 10,000 years earlier is a gift from the Great Dao left by the sword immortal, and it is a great number, and it has not been dispersed for thousands of years, and it is rumored that Feisheng City went to the colorful world and took away half of it, and then it was stolen a lot by those beast sword cultivators in Tuoyue Mountain, but it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

"Anyway, we're not sword cultivators. My biggest regret is that unlike you, I couldn't see the female sword fairy with a swing in the city, I don't know how beautiful Zhou Cheng is. ”

"I regret that too. ”

A little far away from these two male and female earth immortals, there is also a group of people who are busy, it is a few Nanpo Suo Zhou fairies who have traveled together to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and they are opening a mirror flower and water moon, but the monks in their hometown have seen the picture scroll, and the picture must be blurred. If it is farther away from the Snowy Continent and Liuxia Continent, not to mention the faces of the fairies, it is estimated that even their body silhouettes will not be real.

This trip, they and a mountain baggage, together to rent two square inch things, women travel, too many belongings, where is a square inch of things enough, whose objects put more, occupy more land, the other few, all of their hearts are like mirrors, just don't say it, are close sisters and sisters, care about this, hurt feelings.

One of the fairies wearing a dragon girl-style dress, at this time took out a landscape flower and bird roll, spread out the ground, there is a scene of flowers and trees growing, have drawn up, more birds and birds stay on the branches, chirping, this fairy at the moment monopolizes this picture scroll scene, graceful posture, holding a celadon bowl, gently throwing, feeding the birds.

The rest of the fairies, standing outside the scroll for the time being, were whispering.

"The Wei Great Sword Immortal in Aquarius is worthy of being born in the Immortal Terrace of the Wind and Snow Temple, he is really like a god, full of immortal energy, he looks at it from a distance, he will be excited, Mo Xiao Mo Xiao, who was almost going to talk to Wei Jin before?"

"The appearance is no worse than Fu Xi, a few more glances is to earn. ”

"Wei Jianxian has a really good temper, yesterday we were in the city, and he didn't stop us, but the guy who squeezed his eyebrows at us was a bit of an eyesore, and his face was not thin, and he actually licked his face to make up for our mirror. ”

"I heard that it was a certain sword fairy embryo in Nanpo Suo Zhou, and he broke the sword heart left and right, and then went to Aquarius, I don't know why I came here again to practice swords, it depends on me, it's a flower shelf. ”

"Hey, that woman, it seems to be the patriarch of the red apricot mountain in Surabaya, Zhu Yuan of the Taoist name 'Tong Xian'?"

"It must be, because that Jia Xuan, who was born in the Cultivation Cloud Dynasty, I recognize, I have seen it once from afar, it is said that he and Zhu Yuan almost became Taoist couples in their early years. ”

Elsewhere on the plank road, a group of people are picking up gravel everywhere, this place is about a fierce battlefield, and it is rare to have so much gravel.

One of the men, only picked up one of them, the size of a palm, he squatted on the ground, smiled, satisfied, he could give his own child, polished into an inkstone, the little rabbit cub is not a sword cultivator, but he yearns for the Great Wall of Sword Qi. And the man himself is a pure martial artist in the golden body, half of him travels the rivers and lakes, where he goes, and half of the reason is to be able to show off a few words on his child's side, so he came here, because he has something to do with the red acocoot mountain in Surabaya, so he followed here.

At the edge of the plank road, a person appeared out of thin air, wearing a green shirt and long coat and cloth shoes, and carrying a sword.

The uninvited guest said with a blank face: "Put it back." ”

The man of the Golden Body Realm was the first and only one to put down the gravel in his hand.

The rest of the Qi practitioners from the two Middle Earth Mountains just got up and turned their heads, and none of them were willing to give up the gravel of the city that was about to become a bag.

A monk from the ancestral hall of Hongxing Mountain in Surabaya gently threw the gravel in his hand and sneered: "Where did you come from, where did you come from, you can take care of it when you are full?"

The man in green shirt, who didn't know if it was a sword cultivator, nodded and said, "I can manage it." ”

"Academy disciple?"

"It's not. ”

"That's looking for a draw?"

"You try. ”

The young monk weighed it, if it was the head of the difficult ghost on the mountain, he might not be able to fight, after all, he had traveled here and carried a sword, maybe he was a sword cultivator. Besides, when he went out, he was taught by the master that he was not allowed to cause trouble, so he began to reason, "The Temple of Literature did not speak, and no travelers were allowed to take away the broken stones of the city wall, only that the monks were not allowed to fight here without authorization and perform offensive spells." Why are you meddling?"

I didn't think that the man came directly: "I will ask the Temple of Literature to make up such a clause when I go back, and I will chop my hands when I steal the gravel." ”

The crowd was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter. Well, you can rest assured, this kind of guy can be beaten casually.

The man also shook his head and laughed, how could there be such a young man who bragged and didn't make drafts, he hesitated for a moment, gathered his voice into a line, and reminded: "This little brother, don't make trouble, Mr. Jia is the second guest of the Youxian Pavilion, although he is not the head of the sect of the immortal family, but it is not something that ordinary people can afford to provoke, let alone Zhu Immortal Master or the palm law patriarch of Hongxing Mountain, you listen to persuasion, or go." If the Temple of Literature doesn't care about things, you don't need to care. ”

The squatting man picked up the gravel again.

It's a pity that the young man, who doesn't know the height of the sky, turned a deaf ear.

Instead, the man smiled and said, "Say it again, put it all back." ”

Then he said to the man, "You can make exceptions. ”

The man laughed at it, and the more the young man talked, the more he lost his score.

The senior disciple of Jia Xuan smiled and said, "Fuck your mother's ......"

The next moment, somehow, this ancestor of the Youxian Pavilion was facing the wall, and he hit his head with his head, his mouth full of broken teeth, and all of them were shattered.

After the green shirt was carried with one hand, he pressed the head with one hand, and twisted his wrist slightly, which hurt so much that the guy was heartbroken, but he was just facing the door and the wall, and he could only whimper and be vague.

A female cultivator of Hongxing Mountain, who wanted to save the man, shook her sleeves and made a sharp move, each offering a water and fire spell, like two ropes flowing with precious light, twisted and entangled in the air, and smashed into the back vest of the green shirt.

As a result, he was also inexplicably detained by the man, and he pressed the back of his head and hit the wall, and the woman's originally handsome face was suddenly ground by the wall.

Two protectors, a man and a woman, rushed to the wind at the same time, Jia Xuan said angrily: "The thief dares to commit murder!"

That Zhu Yuan had just sacrificed a natal object, and the next moment he knew that something was wrong, Jia Xuan seemed to hit the green shirt headlong, was slapped against the door, his wrist flipped, Jia Xuan was smashed to the ground in an instant, and his body bounced on the ground, before he collapsed to the ground and fainted on the spot.

Zhu Yuan was just about to stop her hand, but she was slapped in the face, and the moment before she fell unconscious, she only heard the green shirt man say, "What are you sorry about?"

Chen Ping'an wiped his palms with each other, as if he was wiping them clean, and said to the pure martial artist: "You can take it away." ”

The man silently put down the gravel in his hand.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Don't hear me wrong, I mean yes." ”

The man silently picked up the fist-sized piece of gravel again.

Then listen to you.

Wearing a green shirt, disappearing.

The rest of the crowd were at a loss and looked at each other.

A voice sounded in everyone's hearts, "An individual is dumbfounded, hurry up and get out, run as far as you can." He is the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so he wants to kill people here, anyway, I He Shou will definitely not stop it, because I can't stop it. ”

The man looked sluggish and opened his mouth wide. Shocked, he looked down at the gravel in his hand, and felt that he had returned to his hometown alone, and he could brag about it on the wine table, no one could stop him, no one could stop him.

After the Confucian Temple lifted the ban on Shanshui Di Bao, two of the sieges gradually spread on the Haoran Tianxia Mountain.

The first game, of course, was the battle of Fuyaozhou, which was known as "the world's spectacular", and Bai also took the initiative to show up with a sword, one person and one Taibai, and the sword picked half of the thrones.

The second scene took place in the battlefield of the Great Wall of Sword Qi earlier, and it was rumored that many young sword cultivators in the Wild World Jia Shen Account besieged and killed Chen Shiyi, the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

One is a well-deserved showdown on the top of the mountain.

One is a battle of geniuses of the younger generation, and it just so happens that the disparity between their respective realms is not huge, but the number of people on both sides is huge, which is even more interesting.

The four sword cultivators of Jiashen Account, who carefully set up an ambush and besieged the hidden officials, without exception, except for their own excellent kendo talents, ranked among the hundred sword immortals of Tuoyue Mountain, they were all in the top positions, and they all had extremely prominent and almost heavenly teacher backgrounds.

Lizhen is the closed disciple of the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain in the wild world. It is rumored that he used to practice swords in the city for many years, but now he is missing.

Clogs are the great disciples of Liu Cha who once entered the Fourteen Realms.

Yu Si is a sword cultivator who is called "Childe" by the old throne demon concubine. It appeared in Tongyezhou, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Beach, the old lord of the Falling River, the descendant disciple of the throne demon Yangzhi.

Liubai, one of the disciples of Wen Hai, the "great thief in the world".

And the person who rushed to the aid and led on the battlefield was the Flying Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator who later became the co-master of the Savage World, which was remarkable.

A siege that originally had no suspense about the outcome turned out to be killed by the hidden official.

Ask someone to punch and hand a fist to the opponent's face.

In the front, Yu Lifu's head hit the wall, and then there was the battle between the Confucian Temple Gongdelin and Cao Ci. Why, asking boxing is asking face? Such a boxing style is really unique.

Fight on the battlefield and pick women to attack.

I heard that the sword cultivator is white, but she is a demon female cultivator who I feel sorry for, and her appearance is extremely beautiful.

This hidden official turned out to be a wonderful person.

No wonder he was able to mix up the high position of the last hidden official in the Great Wall of Sword Qi as a foreigner!

It's a pity that in addition to several Shanshui Mansion newspapers in the Middle Earth Mountain and Sea Sect, the name and hometown of the hidden official were mentioned, and the rest of the mountain sects seemed to be tacitly understood by everyone, most of them were after that discussion, and they got some kind of hint from the Confucian Temple.

It is also a pity that the Confucian Temple did not leak a certain secret matter, otherwise the discussion of this siege by the Haoran monks today may directly occupy the entire space of the Jiuzhou Shanshui Mansion newspaper.

Because Lizhen followed Zhou Mi to ascend to the sky and left, and now he has taken over the supreme god position of the old heavenly court armorer.

And that sword cultivator Yusi, who was born in a "heavenly leakage land" in the wild world, is also one of the supreme gods in today's New Heavenly Court, incarnated as a water god.

And qi practitioners like Jia Xuan and Zhu Yuan, who came here to travel far away, haven't had time to receive the report of the Shanshui Mansion in Aquarius, and they haven't seen the copy of the mirror.

Chen Ping'an returned to the city, sat cross-legged, and waited quietly for Ning Yao to return.

Cao Jun sighed: "Who said that he didn't have the anger before? Also, Chen Ping'an, you like to slap people in the face, change it in the future." ”

Chen Ping'an was silent, just silently looked up at the sky.

Previously, in Dali Capital, Aunt Feng asked about it from afar in the Fire God Temple, and Chen Ping'an helped Mr. give the answer in exchange for twelve jars of Baihua Brew.

The answer is only four words, please enter the urn.

And there is also a calculation that is "bigger than the sky", which is a "please enter the urn" that is destined to have no ancients before and no one after him.

Is it just for the thoughtfulness of ascending to the sky, just to let Wen Hai enter the old heavenly court and no longer wantonly cause harm to the world?

Of course not, it's still not enough.

During Chen Ping'an's deliberations in the Confucian Temple, he was taken to the top of Suishan by the Rite Sage and met the holy teacher.

Then contact the riverside discussion where the abbot of the Rite and the patriarch of the three sects watched behind the scenes, an unbelievable big test, and at that time, many monks of the Fourteen Realms outside Zheng Juzhong gathered.

So Chen Ping'an finally figured out the bigger calculation of his senior brother Cui Yun.

The last thing in this life is that as if he was a scholar of the first disciple of Wensheng, on a chessboard set up by him in front of him, Cui Yun is alone, and he invited the holy master, Buddha, and Taoist ancestor to invite the three patriarchs to sit together.

Cui Yun seems to be not only thorough, even if he succeeds in reaching the sky, he still falls short, and he can only lose completely.

He also has to teach that there are no more patriarchs in the world.