Chen Ping'an holds the title of a distinguished guest, but he is not a golden and delicate character, so he doesn't need the two maids to really serve, the girl Qiushi put her mind outside, every day is like a well-informed ear report God, talking about the strange and interesting things that have happened recently on the Kun boat, as for whether Chen Ping'an likes to listen to it or not, she doesn't care, anyway, the shabby young man from Dali is a good talker.

The girl chattered, saying that there were people gambling on stones over there in the gambling stall, gambling on rare jade, giving birth to rare chalcedony, after cutting out, the fluorescence was bright, dazzling, at least worth 30,000 snowflake jade, and made a fortune.

On the side of the weapon shop opened by Liu Haozi, I met two high-rollers who spent a lot of money, and fell in love with the same spiritual weapon, because of the anger, the competition was on, and the price rose all the way, and finally the guy who boarded the boat from the Wutong Mountain ferry in Dali was more generous, and the original price of 8,000 snowflake jade was a Fangtian painting halberd, but it cost nearly 20,000 snowflake jade, which made the girl both envious and distressed, how could there be such a lavish spending, really when the money was blown by the wind.

There are also people who are drunk and crazy at Xinghuafang, crying, shouting a girl's name heartbreakingly, arguing with many guests nearby, and finally dragging away the steward of Xinghuafang, beating him firmly, but he went again the next day, but he didn't dare to shout, so he squatted on the street outside Xinghuafang and gnawed dry cakes, looking at the attic of his favorite girl, with a lot of snot and tears, and just ate the dry cakes together.

It is a young monk from the four realms, it turned out to be a disc-torn family fund, and he fell in love with a beautiful Qingqi'er like a white lotus, and he has spent the last two months over there, and his love is lingering, which is nothing, it is rumored that the monk is still an infatuated species, and he has not touched Qingqi'er's hand so far, and he is really a decent gentleman.

When Qiu Shi talked about this, he talked endlessly, adding oil and vinegar, which was more exciting than Mr. Storyteller, but Chen Ping'an had heard it.

Chen Ping'an is more interested, not on the boat, but at the feet.

One day in the twilight, coupled with the strong wind encountered by the Kun boat, it had to descend the height of the channel, so Chen Ping'an found that on a land map, the fire was burning, the smoke was everywhere, and the pillars of smoke were floating in the air, like saplings in the field, crooked. Chunshui knew a lot of the inside story of Aquarius, and consulted the geographical map in the study, and soon came to the answer, it turned out that it was a bloody war involving the fortunes of the two sides, and the two dynasties that had been bitter for generations, after hundreds of years of war, finally made a desperate bet, poured the strength of the country, and dispatched a large number of qi practitioners.

After this battle, the vitality of both sides will inevitably be greatly damaged, and as a result, the entire northern area of Aquarius with Guanhu Academy as the boundary, except for the Great Sui Gao clan, which attaches equal importance to civil and military affairs, is actually able to compete with the barbarians of the Song clan of Da Li, and the dynasty is becoming more and more rare.

Chunshui looked at the devastated land, and sighed softly: "If the fight is miserable, maybe there will be one more ancient battlefield site in Aquarius." After a few decades, when the qi is stabilized, there should be a saint from Zhenwu Mountain or Fengxue Temple sitting in it, becoming a brand-new military realm. ”

Chen Ping'an looked at the ground that lit up with bright lights from time to time, and during this time, even from the observation deck, there were gold and silver armorers the size of fingernails, fighting with the giant beasts that burst out of the earth.

Chen Ping'an guessed that it should be the qi practitioners with magical powers who were fighting each other.

In addition, there are many landscapes that make Chen Ping'an's mind blank.

There is a group of cranes singing, slowly climbing, emerging from the sea of clouds, flapping their wings and flying into the higher sea of clouds, like a flowing picture.

There are also geese flying south in formation, and there is a rolling cloud pillar, lightning and thunder, and the qi practitioners who fly in the sky hover outside the cloud pillar, absorb the thunder and lightning with a unique magic weapon, and take it into their pockets. There is also a great practitioner who takes Qingluan, and the speed of skimming is far faster than that of Kun boats, and it disappears in a flash, and a treasure is circulating.

Chen Ping'an heard that Kunchuan had a "letter shop" dedicated to using flying swords to communicate , The function is similar to the post station in the world, so I wrote two letters, entrusted Qiu Shi to send, because there is no secret thing written in the letter, the most important thing is to report peace to people, saying that some strange things heard from Qiu Shi, even if it looks to people, it doesn't matter, but the price of the letter shop is really expensive, a letter sent to Longquan County, Da Li, to collect ten snowflake jade money for the gods on the mountain, and send the letter to the Da Sui Mountain Cliff Academy, more expensive, twenty Wen, scared Chen Ping'an had to give up the idea of a letter, Da Li received the letter for Wei Yan, and the recipient of the Da Sui Academy was Li Bao Vase, so that the two of them helped pass the word。

Chen Ping'an stood on the observation deck, under the guidance of Chunshui, and found a small single-family building close to the fence, from time to time there will be a flash of fine light, dotted with stars, not easy to detect, Chunshui smiled and patiently explained: "Rats have rat roads, birds have bird roads, and the same is true for flying sword transmission." In a certain layer of the sky, the most suitable flying sword to travel far away, the resistance is very small, there is a practitioner who takes this as the foundation of his life, at this height, diligently, and opens up a special channel, the world transmits the flying sword after it lifts off, it will go to this 'sheep intestine path', as long as it is a disciple of a larger sect, they all know this rule, so once they travel far away against the wind, they will take the initiative to avoid it. ”

Qiu Shi just returned to the study, leaned on the threshold, and said with a smile: "It's not that there are no stupid wild road practitioners, I finally just learned to fly in the air, I just thought that the sky was high and the birds could fly, but I crashed into it, and I crackled and hit a blue nose and swollen face, which is lucky, lucky, I was pierced through the eyeballs and neck, fell from a high altitude, killed on the spot, and became a puddle of mud, pitiful, pitiful." ”

Chen Ping'an asked a very layman's question, "Is there no one in the world who is full of food to support and intercept the flying sword?"

Qiu Shi nodded and said: "Of course there is, there are more guys who can't carry their minds in the qi practitioners, but the flying sword is a small way, which is commonly known as ' Moire trail', there are special moire monks staring at this piece, just counting on this to make a fortune, I wish there was a fool to be a cut path thief, a few letter flying swords are not worth a few dollars, but once the thief is caught, you can forcibly ask for a sky-high compensation, if the thief is poor, he will ask for it from the secular dynasty in his name, if it is not recorded in the archives of the wild cultivation, and penniless, then there is no way, can only admit it, anyway, the loss is not big. ”

Speaking of this, Qiu Shi said with envy: "The qi practitioner in charge of the moire trail is all fat and oily! Every time these guys board a boat and travel far away, the worst and the worst will live in a medium-sized house. ”

Chunshui said softly: "In fact, the immortal family gate valve that has been truly inherited for thousands of years generally does not use flying swords to transmit messages, there are many mysterious and mysterious techniques in the world, which can make people seem to chat face-to-face, such as a pair of elm money, after you rub it with magic, then speak, and another elm coin placed elsewhere will automatically vibrate and make a sound, and the other party can hear it." ”

Chen Ping'an was amazed.

Qiu Shi looked at Chen Ping'an, who was listening carefully and seriously, and thought to himself that such a poor boy, how could he have a relationship with Dali Beiyue Zhengshen?

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an is poor when he is poor, he asks more questions when he is short-sighted, and never slaps his swollen face and fills up with a fat man, but makes Qiu Shi, who is simple in nature, feel that this is very good, if he has no money and likes to be broad, he doesn't understand anything but doesn't know how to pretend to understand, which is pitiful and annoying.

After chatting a lot, the two sisters will inevitably mention their hometown, Beiju Luzhou.

There are many sword cultivators in Juluzhou, and there is not even one.

The sword cultivation has a huge killing power, and naturally there are more people who are domineering, to what extent, to give the simplest example, Bo Sazhou is located in the south, and the Aquarius is located in the south, so it is commonly known as the South Po Sa, the East Treasure Bottle, and the Julu Continent is clearly the northeast of the vast world, but it is called the North Ju Luzhou, which makes the Bright Continent in the north position, it can only be the Bright Continent, and the northern word is lost.

Even if it is Chunshui, who has a gentle temperament, when she talks about how Ju Luzhou is, she will be a little arrogant, but she doesn't notice it. Of course, Qiushi is even more so, I like to say "we" how is Beiju Luzhou, how is your Aquarius not good, when it comes to these, the girl's eyes are full of light, and her spirit is radiant, like a proud little yellow warbler.

Then one day, Chen Ping'an was finally ready to leave this Tianzi room.

This made Chunshui a little overjoyed, and Qiu Shi jumped up happily, shouting Chen Gongzi again and again, thanking him.

This made Chen Ping'an feel a little guilty.

It turned out that there was a big news from Qiushi, tonight on the bow of the Kun boat, a banner of flowers and birds from the ancestors of Jiao Mountain would be taken out, and the scene could be seen thousands of miles away. Chen Ping'an didn't feel too surprised by this, because on that snowy night, the boy in Tsing Yi took out a water bowl, and in the water curtain, he could clearly see the sword posture of the fairy Su Jia.

Chen Ping'an didn't go for a long insight, but had to go, because the people and things that the flowers and birds banners were about to show were all related to Chen Ping'an.

Zhengyang Mountain and Wind Thunder Garden, the two sides are about to open a life-and-death battle, this news came suddenly, without warning in advance, and the entire Aquarius Continent was caught off guard.

And even if it is just a few words from the north and south of a continent, it already makes people feel a chill.

The top sword cultivation factions of the two Aquarius Continents, the three generations of old, middle-aged and young sword cultivators, each went out to fight with one person, catching and killing.

The young and handsome generation only divides victory and defeat, regardless of life and death.

The backbone generation can divide the victory and defeat, or life and death, everything depends on the meaning of both sides, but who doesn't know in Aquarius that once the people of the two factions meet outside the mountain gate, they may directly fight you to the death, and at this critical moment involving the honor and disgrace of the mountain gate, with the temper of Zhengyang Mountain and Fenglei Yuan, most of them have to divide life and death.

And the two oldest ancestors are only divided into life and death!

With a murderous look on one's face.

As if the sword had not yet been drawn, the people watching the battle smelled a strong bloody atmosphere.

And the sword cultivation of the younger generation of Zhengyang Mountain is none other than the fairy Su Jia, a cultivation genius who has a high-grade sword cultivation.

On the other side of the Wind Thunder Garden, there is a disciple of the owner of the garden, whose reputation is not obvious, it can be said that he is unknown, and he is not even as good as that junior brother Liu Baqiao, but this kind of peak battle that attracts attention from one continent, how can Wind Thunder Garden be child's play?

Chen Ping'an led them downstairs to the bow of the boat.

The long width of flowers and birds handed down by the ancestors of Jiao Mountain, there are all kinds of lifelike color and ink birds, flying around on the picture scroll, and will make all kinds of sounds, crisp and ethereal, when the banner is completely stretched, hanging above the high altitude of the bow of the boat, up to five or six zhang, up to two zhang wide, it is extremely huge at close range, but if you stay in the high-rise room and look at it from afar, even if the ferry is more practiced, you can still see clearly, and you will still feel unhappy.

Moreover, the sword cultivates the sword, fast as thunder, subtle as hair, thunder,

The subtlety of kendo is fleeting, and of course it is the best choice to observe it up close.

So the location is divided into three, six, nine and so on, three single-family houses, in the first row of positions, not only prepared melon and fruit snacks, but also ferries to spend a lot of money to invite some side gangs to train, cultivated out of the beautiful maids, as well as a few popular Oiran in Xinghuafang, as for whether the three groups of people are willing to appreciate it, two said.

After that, there are guests like Chen Ping'an, if you are in a good mood, you can bring the maid in the house, and go alone, which is naturally even more necessary.

Because you can't use magic without permission, and your body is suspended in the air, it's too disagreeable, everyone wants to occupy a higher field of vision, it will be more chaotic, and maybe you have to poke out the basket, so the ferry strictly ordered that guests are not allowed to rise into the air against the wind, and there is no need to discuss.

Therefore, most people carry chairs and stools, in fact, there is no difference from the people in the market to watch the temple fair.

Chunshui Qiushi is not very old, but he is familiar with this matter, and the consul helped to open the way, and he arrived at the seat unimpeded, and the position is excellent.

made the straw sandals boy who was not amazing arouse a lot of curious eyes for a while.

Could it be that he is a tyrant who has a good temper and likes to pretend to be poor?

Otherwise, if you wear such a pair of straw sandals, do you want to hoe grass or plant rice in the field?

Three red sandalwood chairs, there is a case table between the chairs, there is a small dish called the bitter sparrow tongue of the Kuluzhou specialty tea, do not use spring water to boil tea, chew the tea leaves raw, into the mouth slightly astringent, gradually bitter, boiled to about half of the incense, is a complete change, sweet and clear far better than tea, so it is laughed at called "half burnt fragrant tea".

Before the war began, the three of them had nothing to do, and Chunshui explained the wonders to Chen Ping'an, who was chewing tea.

It turns out that this thing can clear the liver and clear the eyes, it is the favorite of the wealthy family of Sanzhou, and there is no shortage of money between the writers and Confucians, and they like to give this kind of spiritual tea the most, so that in some dynasties and countries that advocate the tea ceremony, this tea has contributed to a wind of elegant bribery, which is not a few taels and a half pounds of bitter tongue, but a large box of gifts, and officials degrade, friends to see off, but also to smash the pot and sell iron to make up some bitter tongue, which is a beautiful meaning of "bitter and sweet".

In addition, there are all kinds of exquisite pastries and spiritual fruits, which are very expensive, but they are much inferior to the bitter tongue that is difficult to find.

The connection between the mountains and the mountains is much closer than Chen Ping'an imagined, there may be a gap between the two, but there are bridges built on them, and all kinds of courtesies are exchanged, all of which are profiteering.

Chen Ping'an listened to Chunshui's words with his ears pricked up, and observed the surroundings quietly, the most important thing was the three groups of guests in front of him, there was no suspense, he was a rich man among the immortals on the mountain.

The ferry came from Kuluzhou, although there was also the possibility of going back and forth business, but most of them were still local people from Juluzhou, because almost even children were like this, but the long sword was replaced by a short sword.

But women, children, and women, young and old, as long as they are sabers, they are never fancy, there is hardly any superfluous decoration, and the scabbard is not inlaid with rare treasures, and there is no ornate spike of the sword.

In front of Chen Ping'an, there is a large family, a very tall woman, sitting on the main seat, with towering cheekbones, and her posture is definitely not a beauty, but she is domineering, habitually pursing her lips, and likes to squint at people.

Beside her was an elegant man who ran errands diligently, with a dignified appearance and a face like a crown of jade, but as long as he talked to a woman, he was full of smiles and hunched over, not like the head of any family, if it weren't for the seat under his buttocks, he couldn't deceive people, but it was more like the little white face raised by a prodigal lady in private.

He was holding a four- or five-year-old child in his arms, who looked like a man, carved in pink and jade, quite pleasing, and his bearing was completely like a woman, so he was not so cute.

An old woman with goosebumps is the grandmother of the family, followed by a pretty maid, and her temperament is the same as that of the old woman, very cold.

There was also a tall, muscular middle-aged man, sitting on the chair on the woman's left, occasionally turning his head to look at the courteous man, and a hint of sarcasm oozed from the corners of his mouth. If he looked at him, the man not only did not hide his contempt, but instead pulled the corners of his mouth openly, and the man who was the head of the family took the initiative to nod and laugh.

Chen Ping'an took the opportunity to admire the picture scroll and took all the details into his eyes.

Qiu Shi couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and soon Chun Shui twisted his arm, never thought that the tall man leaned back, turned his head, grinned without smiling, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, so frightened that Qiu Shi quickly lowered his head, and he didn't dare to breathe.

After the man turned his head, Chunshui was so angry that he stepped on Qiu Shi's kick, and the latter gasped in pain, and looked at his sister with a sad face.

On the far left, there sits alone an old man in a Confucian shirt, wearing an old mink hat, sitting cross-legged with his boots off, curled up in a wide chair, somewhat comical.

On the right, two young sword cultivators, a man and a woman, look at their age, they are not very old, they are in their early twenties, as for the real age, it is difficult to say.

The young man crossed his sword at his knee and gently slapped the scabbard.

In addition to hanging the long sword, the woman does not insert beads between her hair buns, but it is a small sword without a blade, but the hilt of the small sword, hanging a snow-white bead the size of a soybean, shining brightly.

This is not clear to the world, am I carrying a treasure?

I'm afraid this is the boldness of the artist, Chen Ping'an can only explain it like this.

In short, none of the three groups of people who occupy the best position at the front seem to be easy to mess with.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, held his breath, and looked at the scroll intently.

Zhengyang Mountain, protecting the mountain and moving the mountain ape. One of the enemies.

And it's the kind of big enemy who has to get revenge.

Liu Baqiao in Fenglei Park is also an old acquaintance. seems to have fallen in love with the fairy Su Jia of Zhengyang Mountain. At that time, Miss Ning also asked a question that embarrassed Liu Baqiao.

Chen Ping'an sat on the chair, suddenly remembered something, and asked Chunshui Qiushi to eat the bitter tongue tea.

But this time, even Akimi shook his head vigorously.

Chunshui quietly pointed to the deacon Kunchuan who was standing on the periphery of the front, Chen Ping'an knew in his heart, and asked, "Can I take some back?" Or can I just sit here and eat tea?"

Chun Shuiqiao's face was slightly red, and she said timidly: "Childe, you can take it away, but no one seems to have done this." ”

Chen Ping'an grinned, generous, grabbed one or two taels of tea leaves and put them in his sleeve pocket, and slightly accentuated his voice, "Such a good tea, I have to go back to the house in the future, chew it slowly, and eat it again." ”

Chen Ping'an quietly waited for the arrival of that big war.

It's just that at this moment, between the heart lakes, a half-baked voice sounded softly and called out to him, "Chen Ping'an." ”

Chen Ping'an subconsciously wanted to look around, but he quickly restrained this impulse, and he quickly remembered someone with an excellent memory.

At that time, when I saw it for the first time in my hometown of Qingniu, Chen Ping'an felt that she and a companion beside her were like a pair of fairies who walked out of the painting, golden boys and girls, and beautiful fairies.

She should be called He Xiaoliang.

This is said to be the famous Daogu fairy of the Divine Decree Sect, and the fairy who is most admired and admired by the little boy in Tsing Yi, he likes it even more than Su Jia, and once said a half-joking and half-sincere nonsense, if there is a chance to touch the hand of He Fairy, he will not hesitate to live for a hundred years.

That voice continued to sound softly in Chen Ping'an's heart, "Can you come back now, I have something to discuss, and there are usually many people, so I can only take this opportunity to talk to you." ”

Chen Ping'an weighed the pros and cons, glanced at the vermilion wine gourd on his waist, and said silently in his heart: "Okay." ”

Chen Ping'an got up and told Chunshui that he wanted to go back to the room, and he would go back when he went.

Chunshui wanted to help lead the way, Chen Ping'an smiled and said no, such a short distance, where would it be wrong.

Chen Ping'an took the key from her hand and silently left the crowd.

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Stools and chairs, crowds of people.

At the end, there was a down-and-out Taoist priest with a peachwood sword on his back, who really didn't have the strength to fight for territory, and he was a shy character who had no quarrel with the world, standing at the end, helpless, he also had a stool in his hand, but he found that the layers of benches and chairs were full of spectators, and there were children riding on their shoulders.

He is just worthy of the three realms, far from reaching the so-called wind and drinking dew in the middle five realms, not eating the five grains of the convincing qi valley, the Kun boat from Juluzhou across the continent to the south, the journey is long, it is difficult to get off the boat, only the five realms of the cave realm practitioners, can start to barely resist the wind, want to jump off the kun boat, free against the wind to land, I am afraid that the general sea viewing realm is beyond the power of the power, only the eighth realm of the dragon gate realm, can not be bound by heaven and earth, can really ride the wind.

His trip to the south on the ferry, the reason why he was so embarrassed, was a little accident, one was hot-headed, bought two talismans that were very expensive for him, and the other was that he finally relied on a dangerous fight, a treasure bead obtained by killing demons and demons, and wanted to sell it at a fair price, but he never thought of the Kun boat, did not negotiate the price, the store was willing to buy, but the bid was too low, the young Taoist priest originally wanted to rely on this income, tear down the east wall and make up the west wall, tide over the difficulties, if there is a slight surplus, maybe it can be rare to be relieved, live in a medium room。

It's really better to be a human being.

Copper coins can't kill heroes, not to mention that he can't even be considered a hero, just a poor worm who wants to kill demons and demons, but it backfires.

The real "Heavenly Master of the Zhang Family", how could he accept the money and promise others to catch demons, but he harmed a good family and fell to the point of ruining the family?

The last surviving two children of that family are simple and ignorant, and they don't blame him for their poor skills, but the young Taoist will blame himself.

Thinking of this, the young Taoist with slightly red eyes put down the stool and sat there, his hands propped on his knees, and the young man with a peachwood sword on his back was a little dazed. Suddenly I felt that I had given up the fame of the imperial examination, and I asked the immortals wholeheartedly, and finally apprenticed to learn the arts, and rushed down the mountain before I learned the arts, thinking about getting rid of the demons, was it actually wrong from the beginning?

Thinking of the real sadness, the guilty young Taoist raised his hand with red eyes, clenched his fist and gently pounded his heart, as if this would make him feel better.

Then he suddenly found that there was a hand in front of him, and there was a piece of exquisite jade pendant engraved with "Da Jiao Mountain Tianzi" on his hand, he raised his gaze and saw a dark-skinned, but also upright young man's face, the man smiled: "I live in the Tianzi room, if you really want to go in to see the scroll, I can lend it to you, and after you get to the second row, go to find the girl named Chunshui Qiushi, just say...... You are Chen Ping'an's friend, they are easy to recognize, because they are siblings, they look alike. ”

The young Taoist opened his mouth, stupidly stunned and did not speak.

Chen Ping'an stuffed the jade pendant into his arms, turned around and trotted away, turned his head and said with a smile: "After sitting down over there, remember to return me." ”

Chen Ping'an thought as he ran, this young Taoist priest couldn't think about it too much, but he couldn't see the long picture of flowers and birds clearly, so he was so sad and sad? Chen Ping'an, who happened to pass by before, was stunned, and a big man even wiped his tears, could it be that he was the same as Liu Baqiao and the little boy in Tsing Yi, and he was also the admirer of the fairy Su Jia?

But these are not the real reasons why Chen Ping'an handed over the jade pendant.

Chen Ping'an just remembered that when he was five years old, in the twilight of that winter, he walked over and over again in the mud bottle alley where the doors of every house were closed, and he also cried secretly.

Anyway, everyone is on the ferry, this Taoist priest who looks poorer than himself can't run away, and he takes 10,000 steps back and says, even if he really loses a piece of jade pendant, it's a big deal to temporarily record it in Wei Bai's account, and next time he will pay back Wei Bai, I believe that Jiaoshan has given such a big favor, and he shouldn't mind giving a little more.

It's really not good, he Chen Ping'an is in the "fifteenth" of square inches, and he has money!

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In the study room of the house where Chen Ping'an temporarily lived, there was a young woman wearing a loose robe, sitting behind a desk, gently turning over pages of paper full of regular script.

The face is extremely beautiful.

Dao Gu held her cheeks with one hand and turned over the paper with the other, with a lazy posture.

The woman at this time may be the most tempting of Wei Jin in Fengxue Temple, so that the youngest sword immortal in Aquarius will drink a pot of fine wine and a pot of spirits, and he will never be able to relieve his worries.

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