Chapter 676: Finally Far Away
Of the sixty-one demon clans in the Middle Five Realms imprisoned, there are very few left.
Today's twisted core sewing is particularly crucial, and it is the final stage of the spine.
The old deaf man took his hands behind and made a special trip to observe the sewing.
As a demon clan, it is more comfortable to watch people endure hardships than to watch people enjoy happiness.
The white-haired boy called out to his grandson.
The old deaf man answered the bento and became a deaf man.
Chen Ping'an had already sat down, his mind was immersed, and the three souls and seven spirits were all nailed into by embroidery needles, and he was imprisoned by the twisted core. In order to prevent Chen Ping'an from being in pain, unable to help himself, and breaking the interlocking and unbreakable sewing of clothes.
For this sewing, it can be said that the young hidden official "made wedding clothes" is extremely attentive.
The reason is very simple, she will never have it again in her life.
And once she succeeds, at least the qi practitioners of the two worlds, especially those dignified sect genealogy immortal masters, will know what kind of feat she has done as a rat-like sewing person on the street.
To be like that in the world, whenever chess is mentioned, it is destined to be inseparable from the White Emperor City, and when it comes to Taoism, it is impossible to avoid the Heavenly Master.
Therefore, twisted core is more eager to succeed than Chen Ping'an.
So much so that a sewing man who is a monk of the Jade Pu Realm, after a long time of cutting and taking out the needle, he will often feel that his eyes are astringent and sour, so he picked up the sword cultivation gourd in his hand, poured out a turquoise bead with rich water transport, raised his head, and dripped them into his eyes.
In addition to the sword raising gourd borrowed from the young hidden official, after sewing clothes twice, the twist core took out two immortal treasures at the bottom of the box, which were the gold urn and the jade book.
The old deaf man looked down at the golden jade book, nodded and said, "Good thing." β
The white-haired boy lamented, "It's a pity. After using it, it will be invalidated, otherwise my grandfather will definitely have a light in his eyes. β
Both things are the edge of the twisted core.
Twist Core once said frankly to Chen Ping'an that her cultivation opportunity, in addition to the many secret magic powers of the sewing people, and then from the golden urn and the jade book, are all extremely orthodox immortal treasures, which can complement each other with the method of sewing, otherwise she will definitely not live today.
Ordinary cultivators, even if they are in the same jade realm as the twisted core, they can't see the content of the golden jade book at all, just like there is a natural landscape formation.
It's just that the old deaf child and the white-haired boy are very unusual.
The jade book is a Zen jade book of an ancient dynasty in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, the book is divided into twenty-four Janes, and the Jane and Jane are connected by gold threads, and each piece of jade is polished by secret techniques.
The whole volume is divided into three parts, the first part, a total of sixteen big characters, the first eight characters, the three holes of the golden text are all true immortal Jane, the font is all cloud seals, clouds and mist are swirling, slowly circulating, the last eight characters, the Tao and the sky are eternal, it is the language of blessing, it is a great heavenly master of Longhu Mountain to write. The second part is the portrait of sixty-one immortals, and the third part is the text of the entire "Zhen Zhen Scroll", which is about a queen mother, hoping to become a Taoist immortal Xuanjun. It is rumored that after the fall of the dynasty, the woman devoted herself to cultivation and eventually ascended to the heavens.
The jade book is okay, but after it is spread, it is only one foot.
But the real scroll was all spread out, and it was more than a foot long.
The reason why these two heavy treasures are taken out is that the twisted core will be used by the unique technique of the sewing man, or to extract the text, or to peel off the talisman, or to expand the cloud pattern, and then to paste the yellow method, one by one placed on the skin and muscles of the young hidden official.
Therefore, for the sake of this sewing, the twisted core has reached the point where it will not hesitate to go bankrupt.
As for how much disaster and pain the young people will suffer, Twist Core doesn't mind at all, since he dares to come here and dare to do this, he will obediently bear it.
At this time, looking at the golden jade book on the ground, the old deaf man remembered a small matter, the old deaf child had agreed to the young hidden official's deal, in exchange for the three disciples to get out of the prison with all their tails.
The two sides have negotiated, and the old deaf child needs to come up with a Dao method suitable for the cultivation of the demon clan, as well as two mountain objects with the rank of magic weapons, and they must be rare things among the magic weapons, whether it is refining or using, the threshold must be low.
Giving away two magic weapons is a trivial matter, but the Dao method is a little troublesome.
A mountain Dao method with orderly inheritance must be forbidden a lot, just like square inches and close objects, as well as some rare talismans, there are ways to open and close the door.
Another example is a certain ancestral talisman in the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, which is the blessing of the Heavenly Masters of the past dynasties, except for the heirs of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, let alone refining, no matter if you are a monk in the Immortal Realm, you can't mention it.
The advanced magic of the immortal family, with the recipe into a book, often fits the avenue, after compiling the book into a book, it naturally contains miraculous, firstly, to carry the words of the Tao, the material must not be simple, and secondly, even if the great monk removes all kinds of prohibitions, the realm of the low realm of the qi practitioner, the same can not be seen. Therefore, the Zongzi head immortal family often treasures Taoist books, which are more oral transmissions, which are called "personal transmissions".
The old deaf child thought about it, that Taoist book, it was not interesting to keep it for himself, anyway, he never had the idea of opening a sect, so he simply revoked all the bans and sent the young hidden official, but after that, how Chen Ping'an taught others, the old deaf child didn't care, handed the toilet paper to the person who squatted in the toilet, it was already very affectionate, and he couldn't wipe his butt together.
The white-haired boy smiled and asked, "If it's Yu Yu and Du Shanyin, is it rolling all over the ground with a knife?"
The old deaf man shook his head and said, "Barely survive two knives, there is still a chance." Anyway, these two cubs don't rely on hardships to practice, and their lives are good, which is more effective than anything else. Otherwise, where will it be their turn to come here and enjoy the blessings? β
Twisting the core to take a break from the knife, because the knife was slightly stagnant before, she seemed to be in a bad mood, and when she heard the noise of the old deaf child and the outer heavenly demon, her face was even more gloomy, and she said angrily: "Get away!"
The old deaf child who is known for his good temper on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, if he really stays away from here, he climbs the stairs, even if the little lady is ugly, his temper is still so bad, no wonder he can't get married.
The white-haired boy floated beside the old deaf child, "That gloomy Dao heart, do you need grandpa's help to sharpen one or two? β
The old deaf man smiled and said: "I advise you not to do it, the boss sword fairy is staring at this side, if my servant is not effective in protecting the master, before I am beaten to death, I will definitely settle accounts with you first, and calculate the new accounts and old accounts together." β
After the two guys left, the twist core exhaled a breath of turbidity, continued to concentrate and calm, and slowly lowered the knife.
The miserable picture in the eyes of ordinary people is beautiful in her eyes.
The method of seal carving, Yang Wen is noble and light, after twisting the core and cutting the inscription, the clouds and mist rise, giving birth to the five-color Zhi, the Yin text is precious and turbid, such as the dragon vein of the root of Dayue Mountain. Clear and light like the sky, heavy and turbid like the earth.
For example, there are four characters of Yangwen cloud seal, do not write the real name of the big demon, write the "Taoist Treasure" law seal text, the seal text is completed, there is auspicious weather, Pan Huan does not go, such as a sea of clouds around the mountain.
There are also eight ancient small seals engraved with "Taiyi Bao, Lie Immortal Seal Text", word by word, need to be in an extremely subtle place, carefully, stacked into a word, extremely consuming twisted core.
There is that knife technique, talisman pattern, bending and winding to the fullest of things. There is a place to collect the knife, and the pen is as follows the dewdrops, which hang low but do not fall, and the water transport condenses like a drop of morning dew.
There is also a cutter like a carpenter's shavings, and the twist core lowers its head and gently blows away useless debris, and those crumbs naturally all come from the spine of the young hidden official.
After finishing work today, the twist core dragged the young man to the small door, complaining: "Chen Ping'an, this can't hold on, at most it will be thirty knives." If I hadn't collected the knife in time, your entire spine would have been ruined. Do you want to break the Immortal Bridge again?!"
The young man who was dying had long been unable to speak, but his lips moved slightly, and he should be scolding.
There was no blood stains, and the twisted core was not wasted, and the blood would be strung together to form a thread by itself, and finally all of it would be put into the embroidered bag around her waist.
The old deaf man stood on the side of the small door, unlocked it, and threw the young hidden official into the golden magma "furnace" in the house.
The old deaf man closed the door.
Twist Core was about to leave, and the old deaf man said: "How did Lord Yinguan kill the Five Realms, the boss Sword Immortal didn't talk about it, how do you plan to solve it?"
Twist shook his head and said, "He didn't say it." β
The old deaf man smiled: "Today is quite smooth?"
There was a haze between the twisted core eyebrows, "Chen Ping'an's delay in entering the realm of travel is not a long-term plan after all." In fact, the current suffering is very painful, and three points are all self-inflicted, so it is me, let the boss sword immortal use some partial means, and break through the realm first. If you are in a hurry to leave, why not be in a hurry. β
The old deaf man snorted, these troubles had nothing to do with him, and said: "Twisted core girl, after being a neighbor for so many years, why don't you have a meal of loach stewed tofu now? It's better than chewing on each other and eating yourself. β
The twisted core does not appreciate it and drifts away.
The old deaf man went to the cage of the big demon Qingqiu, and without the old deaf child's words, the big demon obediently handed over the three coins of natal essence blood and a large piece of flesh and blood, and then asked in a trembling voice: "Can you help with a word to the hidden official?"
If it goes on like this, I really can't bear it.
The old deaf man ate the flesh and blood of the green loach, full of muscles, but the taste was much worse than that of cooked food, and said with a smile: "Didn't Lord Yinguan look for you again? Why, I still didn't talk about it last time?"
The big demon Qingqiu smiled bitterly.
I did meet the young man again, but at that time, I wanted to drag that guy to prison, so I "declined" the other party's proposal again.
The young man said, I heard that the loach belongs to the cloud, and is most afraid of the sun. Then he threw a yellow paper talisman with a ghost talisman into the cage, and the big demon Qingqiu grabbed it with one hand, ate the talisman, and ridiculed the young man's talisman methods.
After that, the young people did not come, but the old deaf children came every once in a while.
The old deaf man ate and wiped it clean, and after his hands were burdened, "Why did you go early?" β
Perhaps this day was the auspicious day of the zodiac of the great demon Qingqiu, Chen Ping'an walked through the cage of the great demon of the Five Realms.
When the young man passed by, the big demon Qingqiu immediately appeared near the sword light fence and said, "How can I prevent Chengshan from making trouble for me?"
Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, Chengshan is the pseudonym of the old deaf child in the wild world? The file of the summer palace about the old deaf child is just two pages, and it was also smeared into ink blocks by the former hidden official Xiao Xuan, the kind that paints one word at a time, neither directly tearing off the pages, nor scribbling large pieces indiscriminately, she seems to be doing a very interesting thing.
Chen Ping'an stopped and looked at the big demon Qingqiu, "It's very simple, you tell me the inside story of the big demon who dragged down the river, the more detailed the better." β
The Great Demon Qingqiu was silent for a moment, with a sneer on his face, and actually retreated directly into the fog barrier.
Chen Ping'an was not reluctant, he went to the first cage where Yunqing was imprisoned, Chen Ping'an often came here to chat with this big demon, it was really just a chat, talking about the customs of their respective worlds.
Today the two sides sit opposite each other, separated by only a fence.
Chen Ping'an didn't expect that Yunqing's knowledge was broad, and he was not inferior to his Confucian protΓ©gΓ©s, such as even the "Moon Order" has clouds, Ji Qiu cuts down Jiao to take turtles, and Ming Jiao can be cut down but the dragon cannot be touched, all have unique opinions.
When Chen Ping'an asked, he realized that Yun Qing had studied in Zhou Mi for several years, but he did not have the status of master and apprentice.
Moreover, Yun Qing likes to travel the world, walk in all directions, and even compiled a collection of poems, which has been widely circulated in several dynasties in the wild world.
At the end of today's chat, the big demon Yunqing smiled and took off the bamboo flute engraved with "Immortal" on his waist and held it in his hand, "Half-immortal soldier, keep it useless, give it to the hidden official." β
This bamboo flute, in addition to the three characters engraved on the seal, there is also a line of small characters, which has been granted to Lu Zhifeng coupons.
The big demon Yunqing said that the reason for this thing was that it was a love object of a great demon in the Ascension Realm, if it was not seriously damaged and could not be repaired, it would be an immortal soldier.
Chen Ping'an shook his head, "Don't dare to accept it." β
Yun Qing was puzzled: "Why?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Even if we meet and fall in love, after all, the camps are different, and I won't delay Yunqing's predecessors to kill me against their will." β
Yun Qing nodded and smiled: "Each other, so they fell in love." β
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Inside the suspended building, Chen Ping'an walked in a circle, but his body was involuntarily rickety, and one arm drooped.
Twist core sat on the steps in the distance and said, "If you don't enter the realm of long-distance travel, the sequelae will be great." Even if it is finally done, the effect will be greatly reduced. β
Chen Ping'an nodded lightly: "I know." β
There is nothing to be done about twisting the core.
The white-haired boy appeared beside the twisted core, turned into the scholar of the big demon Yunqing, and said with a smile: "Twisted core girl, I can't hide it, I have been in love with you for a long time, a good wind and fog sideburns without entanglement, not the world's rich makeup." β
I didn't pay attention to the twisted core.
The outer heavenly demon changed his appearance again, and said hoarsely: "Twist core, you won't dislike me for being deaf and blind, right?"
The twist core still ignored it.
Turning into a demon outside the heavens and changing again, "Twisted core seniors, people can't be good-looking, in my eyes and hearts, you are all good-looking girls, there are thousands of good-looking women, and there is only one twisted core girl." β
Chen Ping'an kept walking and said, "It's almost enough." β
It turned out that the outer demon had turned into a green shirt Chen Ping'an.
The twist core is just thinking about the follow-up of the sewing matter.
The Outer Heavenly Demon recovered his favorite skin and sat on the steps, "Lonely men and widows, they don't have the slightest affection, it's too unusual! β
After Chen Ping'an walked the pile, he began to set up a pile with a sword furnace, and after standing the pile for half an hour, he began to breathe and breathe, meditating and warming the natal flying sword.
Twist the core away.
The Outer Heavenly Demon of the Green Snake was reluctant to leave, staring at the sword cultivation beside Chen Ping'an.
His short sword "Longshu" was staying inside, and the one that Chen Ping'an returned earlier was pinned to his waist by him and named "Jiang Du".
They all have a lot of origins, just enough to raise two small things hanging from their ears.
In fact, the things that can survive in this heaven and earth for a long time will not be of bad rank.
However, for a demon who turns into an outer demon, it actually doesn't make much sense, just look at the edge of the eyes.
He suddenly said, "What about the immortal relics? Why don't I even give you the magic robe on her body, so that she can wear her clothes and sword?"
Chen Ping'an said indifferently: "The dead are the greatest. β
After getting up, one leans back, supports the ground with one hand, closes his eyes, and pinches the sword with the other.
The white-haired boy kept his promise and would not set foot in that building, just wandering around, constantly changing into various demon clans that died under Chen Ping'an's fist and sword, only one asked, "Is the dead great?
Chen Ping'an opened his eyes and pressed his fingers together against the ground, so his feet were slightly raised.
The white-haired boy who had regained his original appearance looked at him and smiled: "Your heart is different, you have been harsh on yourself, the strong, and the heaven and the earth. β
Chen Ping'an closed his eyes again and said, "There is no definite law. β
The Outer Heavenly Demon suddenly turned into a woman and smiled.
Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was a face that could be faked.
What you think in your heart, what you see with your eyes.
That's the terrible thing about turning into an alien demon.
Chen Ping'an closed his eyes and said, "You bear the consequences." β
The white-haired boy immediately shouted: "Grandpa Yinguan, once your future demon is this woman, how can it be good?"
Chen Ping'an smiled a little and said slowly: "I hope so." β
The white-haired boy raised his hands, flicked the green snake in his ear with two fingers, and the movement was slight, but the sound was like hitting the bell, echoing between the heavens and the earth, and asked, "Why don't you practice?"
Chen Ping'an said in a deep voice: "Die far away for Lao Tzu!"
The white-haired boy complained: "I have lost a generation in vain, and Grandpa Yinguan has lost money in this transaction." β
Then the next moment, the Outer Heavenly Demon was silent and shrunk his neck.
It turned out that Chen Qingdu had already grabbed his head and carried it in his hands.
The old man was purely defeated by sword intent, and the face of the outer heavenly demon became distorted, and his entire body melted like an incense candle, unrecognizable, and he immediately wailed, desperately begging for mercy.
Chen Ping'an flipped his body and stood still.
Chen Qing threw the outer demon away, looked at Chen Ping'an, and frowned: "The real names of several key demons, none of them have been carved?"
The twist core reappeared on the steps, "Don't blame me, the carving can be carved, that is, it is engraved on the dead." β
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "The bottleneck of martial arts is really not easy to break. Even if it is a confrontation with the Outer Heavenly Demon, it is useless. What is lacking at the moment is that little bit of mysterious divine will. Otherwise, if I just temper my physique, just bearing the sewing clothes of my predecessors who twisted the core is enough for me to enter the realm of travel. β
Chen Qingdu said: "Where can I go to find a martial artist of the Ten Realms who is perfect for Lord Yinguan." β
Chen Ping'an said: "Don't ask me. β
Chen Qing laughed a little.
The twist is an eye-opener.
The old deaf man who followed the movement and came immediately admired it.
The Outer Heavenly Demon who was curled up on the steps felt that Grandpa Yinguan had not shouted in vain.
The consequence was that Lord Yinguan was overwhelmed by the sword intent, first bent down, then knelt on his knees, and finally lay on the ground unable to move, almost turning into a puddle of mud.
Fortunately, the boss sword immortal was still a little righteous, and directly threw Chen Ping'an into the magma furnace.
After Chen Ping'an disappeared.
Chen Qingdu waved his hand, twisted the core and left at the same time.
The old man stood in the pavilion, looked around, and slowly swept his gaze over the four pavilion pillars.
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Chen Ping'an rarely left the prison and went out to take a breath.
The white-haired boy soon appeared, and took the young hidden official to the place where the criminal officer cultivated, saying that there were many treasures over there, all of which were ownerless, and they could be picked up casually.
If you look at it, you will look at it, and if you don't pick it up, you won't pick it up.
Chen Ping'an, under the guidance of the Outer Heavenly Demon, came to the stream, looking a little dazed, as if he was in his hometown, and he was going to pick up snake gallstones. But there's a big basket missing.
The white-haired boy is simply an ear report god who is not doing his job, and Chen Ping'an told Chen Ping'an in detail about the recent situation of the two pairs of master and servant, saying that the Yu Yu is a little idiot, and he is slow to learn anything, compared to the three disciples collected by the old deaf child, there is no comparison at all. said that Du Shanyin's sword practice qualifications are good, and his luck is better, but unfortunately he is a big color embryo, these goods can become the master of the old deaf child and the criminal officer, he is really sad for the grandfather of the hidden official.
Chen Ping'an stopped suddenly, and not far from the stream, there were a woman pounding clothes and a small mustache.
Chen Ping'an looked at it intently, only feeling incredible. Walking all over the rivers and lakes, I have seen those incense villains who take plaques and incense burners as their homes, and even seen Cui Dongshan's insect silver, but I really haven't seen the two women in front of me.
The white-haired boy exclaimed: "Grandpa Yinguan is really a good eye, and he can see their true identities at once, which are the incarnations of the ancestral money of the golden essence money and the Gu Yu money, respectively. That Du Shanyin was never successful, and only saw their pretty faces, big breasts, and small waists. The gloom is even more pitiful, and I don't dare to take a second look, only the hidden official grandfather, the real hero. β
The woman in the clothes raised her head, brushed her sideburns and hair, and smiled at Chen Ping'an.
The girl saw the young hidden official, and put a finger against her cheek.
Chen Ping'an returned the salute.
The white-haired boy stomped his feet and said, "Grandpa Yinguan, alas, where can they afford your old man's great gift and torture them to death." β
Chen Ping turned a deaf ear, and walked to the thatched hut while thinking about money.
There are three kinds of gold and copper coins, such as spring money, offering money, and winning money. It used to be the money to buy the road to enter the Lizhu Cave Heaven, and Chen Ping'an was no stranger to it, after all, the first set of mountains was bought by relying on a few bags of gold and copper coins. Legend has it that the Mo family helped the Song family to create three kinds of Fan Mother coins, which were the most sophisticated and the most first-class extremely beautiful products, and then they were refined on a large scale.
Even the carved mother money of the secular dynasty to create ordinary copper coins is the beloved thing of many immortal masters on the mountain, and it is a great treasure that spring collectors do not hesitate to buy at any cost.
Together with the gold and copper coins, the imperial court issued new money, together with the three kinds of fairy money including the snow money on the mountain, the Xiaoxia money and the Guyu money, on top of the carving mother money, there is still a kind of ancestral money,
The ancestral money of Xuehua was naturally treasured by the Liu family of Caizhou, but the whereabouts of the ancestral money of Xiaoxia Qian and Gu Yuqian have not been exact, and I never thought that Gu Yuqian's ancestral money was actually included in the pocket of the criminal officer, and there was such an opportunity to manifest as a human being.
There are spiritual beings in the world, as long as they transform into human forms, no matter what the roots and feet are, and open up the spiritual wisdom, they are all great avenue creations, then they can be regarded as mountain climbers. There is nothing wrong with treating each other with courtesy.
The young Du Shanyin, who had nothing to do today, stood under the grape trellis, looking at the two guests from afar.
The white-haired boy was still fighting for his "hidden official grandfather", side by side with Chen Ping'an, but he walked backwards, stretching out his finger and pointing at the two women who would only pound their clothes and yarns every day, "Presumptuous, current." β
The woman who pounds the clothes and the girl who are in the yarn are no different from the beauty of the countryside, after the word "current" in the words of the outer demons, they are all visionary, and the skin is golden and green, and there are faint words emerging, especially the forehead of the small silk yarn, such as opening a small skylight, it is estimated that when she was born, the words are like slashing and the knife marks still exist.
But they didn't realize it, and just continued to pound their clothes.
The white-haired boy said softly: "The ancestors of the world are like money, often in pairs, if both become fine, and then become a couple, tsk, tsk, it is a once-in-a-lifetime blessing, money makes money, Grandpa Yinguan, as long as you promise to take me to Haoran World, I will help you ask for them from the criminal officer Sword Immortal, and then go to Haoran World, non-stop, wide-eyed, help your old man to find their Taoist companions!!"
Chen Ping'an said: "Not well. β
The Sword Immortal Criminal Officer was in the thatched hut, even if the hidden official came to the door, he had no intention of opening the door to entertain guests.
Chen Ping'an is here to relax, it doesn't matter the attitude of the criminal officer, as long as he doesn't take a sword light.
Du Shanyin saluted and said, "Meet Lord Yinguan." β
Chen Ping'an smiled: "Feel free." β
Du Shanyin remembered something, patted his head, went to fetch two bags of gold dust, and handed out one bag first, "I implore Lord Yinguan to accept it." β
Chen Ping'an really accepted it.
Du Shanyin handed out another bag of gold dust, "I beg Lord Yinguan to tell a story about the landscape." β
The white-haired boy smiled playfully.
Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to press the tall boy's head, and said with a smile: "Even if you become a veritable master of criminal officers in the future, don't do this kind of thing again." β
Du Shanyin raised his head and looked calm, "Dare to ask why?"
Chen Ping'an didn't say anything anymore, just passed by the young man, and walked to admire the colorful flower god porcelain cups hanging in the air.
The white-haired boy jumped up and patted the young man on the shoulder, and said, "Keep up the good work! My grandfather, the hidden official, is jealous of your deep fortune." Getting carried away is a compliment for cultivators. β
Du Shanyin grinned, "It's a joke." β
The white-haired boy wondered, "Why aren't you afraid of me at all?"
Du Shanyin's heart moved slightly, and a sword light suddenly hovered over the young man's shoulder, like a bird standing on a branch.
Du Shanyin said: "The criminal officer gave me this thing. β
The white-haired boy immediately said, "Just by this, I will call you father in the future!"
Du Shanyin just smiled a little, and suddenly froze his face.
Chen Ping'an was looking up at the bottom of a flower god porcelain cup, and said with a smile: "You can arch the fire." β
The white-haired boy laughed.
Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked at the tall young man's back, "Within your rules, why don't you dare to use your sword." β
Du Shanyin turned his head and smiled: "In my eyes, you are all masters of the Tao, frolicking in the world, not too much." β
Chen Ping'an laughed at it, and continued to look at the porcelain cup, the poem that corresponded to the occasion, the content was excellent, and he smiled.
The white-haired boy asked: "Du Shanyin, my lord, did you tell you that you will learn swordsmanship in the future, if you have the opportunity to travel the vast world, you must kill all the flower thieves on the mountain? Did you give you a lot of immortal treasures that you can't even think of in one go? For example, there is a fairy book dedicated to the word "immortal"? It's just in your heart, but you regret that the two aunts and sisters didn't give you together, so there are some fly in the ointment?"
"It's okay, it just so happens that my grandfather has no idea about them, I'll help you turn your fate to the criminal officer, don't thank me! Alas, forget it, as soon as I say this, your thoughts about them are shallow, and I always feel that they are already abandoned by the hidden official, in your heart, they don't have such a fairy demeanor, otherwise they will be shorter than the hidden official grandfather, right? Dao cultivation, if you want to reach the top, you should be like you, take what you see, don't like it, dislike it, break it, and take it away from love......"
Du Shanyin was terrified in his heart, his face became more and more embarrassed, so he could only remain silent.
Chen Ping'an hesitated, but still didn't say anything.
The opportunity is given too much, and the person who gives it doesn't want to take it, and the person who receives it doesn't want it.
It's just that Chen Ping'an turned to think again, he can't say that this kind of heart is the root of Du Shanyin's avenue, who said the level of achievement, only in the depth of thinking.
What's more, Ah Liang is right, what to manage, what to take care of, can you manage it, can you take care of it.
The white-haired boy was a little elated, and he chirped so much crookedly, and the criminal officer in the hut didn't say anything, which was a good sign. is worthy of being a criminal officer who doesn't care about everything, and he is a completely different person from Grandpa Yinguan.
He walked to Chen Ping'an's side and pointed to a white jade table outside the grape trellis, "Baby, it's a pity that the immortal book on the table is already Du Shanyin's." There are already a bunch of little guys in the book, which are by no means comparable to ordinary silverfish, and they are all worth a lot. β
Chen Ping'an walked out of the grape trellis, went directly to the stone table, and opened a page of the book, which was full of characters with different fonts.
The white-haired boy asked in a low voice: "I read a book without saying hello to Du Shanyin, Grandpa Yinguan, this is not like your style of acting." β
Chen Ping turned a deaf ear, just flipped through the book, looking for the traces of the silverfish.
In the book, Li Huai seems to have silverfish, but I don't know if there is a sperm now.
The white-haired boy muttered, "Lord Yinguan is definitely not a little idiot to compete, why, could it be that his mood has changed again? Or is it deliberately bluffing me and deceiving me with that short sword?"
Chen Ping'an couldn't see the so-called "little guy" after flipping through a book, so he had to give up.
According to ancient books, there is an allusion to the word silverfish and three food gods.
Silverfish into the scriptures and Taoist books, long food fairy words, then the body has five colors, people swallow it can cause immortals, the last can also be a spring of thought, wonderful pen flowers.
One is a general talk of the literati's writings, and the other is the oral tradition of the mountain qi practitioners.
It's just the so-called immortal word, even if it is a cultivator on the mountain, he doesn't understand the deep meaning. I only know that the predecessor of the silverfish is a kind of wall fish, which is only born in the scholarly door, hidden in the pen holder, inkstone or lamp shadow. As long as the word "fairy" is cut into the bottle with the word "fairy" in the expensive letterhead, there will be wall fish diving in, eating up the shredded paper, there is hope to grow into silverfish.
The white-haired boy slapped on the white jade table, "Shameless for your face?" Believe it or not, Lao Tzu wrote a wine word in the book, and drunk you little bastards?!"
Chen Ping'an fixed his eyes, but between the two lines of the word "fairy" on the page, a little guy the size of a fingernail kept appearing, "over the wall" from different pages, from high to low, squatting between the pages sickly, looking at him and the white-haired boy pitifully.
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'm disturbed", and gently closed the book.
The white-haired boy knelt on the stone bench, stretched out his hand to cover the book, and explained: "After the silverfish become immortals, they are the most fun, what is written in the book, they can eat, and all kinds of changes, such as writing poems related to wine, they will really get drunk and shake, first write the young beauty, and then write the beautiful words, their appearance in the book, they will really become a boudoir resentful woman, but it can't last long, and it will soon return to its original shape." β
The white-haired boy flipped through the book casually, probably because of his big face, and every time he turned the page, the villains rushed to him.
Chen Ping'an thought for a while and asked, "If you write that, pee fart?"
The villains are speechless one by one, they just feel that there is nothing to love in life, and there are such crazy people in the world?
The white-haired boy stretched out his thumb and said loudly: "Grandpa Yinguan's whimsical ideas are rare in the world! When you meet the ancestor of the family in the future, you will definitely be able to talk happily and hate to see each other late! In the future, you will follow Grandpa Yinguan to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, and you must go to that blessed land of white paper!"
Chen Ping'an sat on a stone bench.
The white-haired boy no longer cared about the book, and pointed to the stream that actually belonged to the sourceless water, "This is an extremely rare fire in the water, like water and real fire, and the hidden official grandfather can use it to refine it into the last five-element natal object." Chen Qing is not stingy, the criminal officer is more generous, I can help move to Xingting. β
Chen Ping'an was indifferent, got up and said, "If you come uninvited, you are already a villain." β
As soon as Chen Ping'an left, the white-haired boy had no choice but to follow.
Messing with Nadu Shanyin, there is a fart meaning, or follow Chen Ping'an, and the surprises are constant.
For example, when I visited today, facing the thatched hut, the young hidden official did not salute when he came, and did not say goodbye when he went.
The white-haired boy followed Chen Ping'an's side, "Grandpa Yinguan, today is a little different, the heart opens and closes, it is really free, relaxed and reasonable, and it is gratifying." β
The two sides walked on foot.
Obviously, the young recluse officer was in no hurry to return to prison.
Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Do you want to pass through that stream and achieve your wish? β
The white-haired boy asked, "Can you just say it?"
Chen Ping'an said: "Of course not. β
Emphasize the number of etiquette and pay attention to the rules.
Whether it is an apprentice in the dragon kiln or a boy in Mud Bottle Lane who travels far away, as long as he is trekking through mountains and rivers, he must be a person wearing straw shoes and holding a firewood knife should do what he should do.
The hidden official in charge, the second shopkeeper who sells wine, the pure martial artist who asks boxing, and the sword cultivator who raises swords, with different identities, doing different things, and saying different things.
At the end of the day, it's the same person, of course.
The white-haired boy complained: "My hidden official grandfather, alas, is not as bullying as you. β
Immediately, the childish-looking Outer Heavenly Demon sighed: "Forget it, I'm not a human either. β
Chen Ping'an said: "Whether it is a person or not, in addition to the skin, it depends on whether there are more people." β
The white-haired boy scoffed, "A person, with a ghost in his heart, is not still a person." β
Chen Ping'an said: "The bodhisattva's heart is still a person. β
Walk to the corpse of an ancient demon, which stretches like a mountain.
"Walk you!"
Chen Ping'an took a heavy step and suddenly punched, the corpse was rotten and corrupted, and it was no longer tenacious, so he was randomly chiseled out of a "valley" road with a punch.
The white-haired boy applauded.
Chen Ping'an squinted at the seemingly stubborn Outer Heavenly Demon, and said slowly: "The sad story of that fox charm is really nothing new. If you write books and sell articles, it is difficult to make money. β
Traveling all over the world, I have seen the fox fairy hitting the bell, and the female ghost scratching the door, one disturbing and the other scary.
I have also seen the finch listening to the Dharma on the branches, the old ghost riding the fox in a lily cloth, and singing "Panshaner".
The white-haired boy sighed, "It's okay, I'll change it again." β
Then pretended suddenly, "I forgot what happened to her, and there is nothing new." β
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "I have guessed your roots." β
Looking up, it seemed that he was looking at the Bai Yujing in another world.
The white-haired boy sighed, "Coupled with the suppression of the Western Buddha Kingdom, is it considered an alternative one gas and three clears?"
Chen Ping'an changed the topic and laughed to himself, "A down-and-out literati is nothing more than three things: doing curtains, teaching and selling literature. β
When the last hidden official in the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he told the story of the landscape in the streets and alleys, sold seals and fans, and all three things were done, but unfortunately he couldn't make money.
The white-haired boy is listless.
Chen Ping'an rose from the ground, wore a green shirt, and rushed straight into the sky, and then swam in the sea of clouds against the wind, hunting with his sleeves.
In fact, outside of the sword now, it can barely resist the wind, but it can only be supported by a breath of pure true qi, and it is consumed extremely quickly.
On the first and fifteenth days of the new year, four flying swords of pine needles and cough thunder were sacrificed, hovering everywhere.
Above the sea of clouds, he jumped forward, and every time he just stepped on the flying sword, he floated around.
The white-haired boy yawned at the sight.
Chen Ping'an put away the four flying swords, one fell backwards, and fell straight to the ground.
Still at ease, he glanced at the slender stream in the distance.
The water is in the sky?
Chen Ping'an was so straight that he slammed his head into the ground in the middle of winter.
The white-haired boy above the sea of clouds moved slightly, a little surprised, and suddenly raised his head, only to feel that the sky and the earth had changed color.
After a while, this Outer Heavenly Demon stood up, his momentum changed completely, and he obtained Chen Qingdu's "Decree", and finally revealed the atmosphere that a Flying Ascension Realm Transformation Outer Heavenly Demon should have.
Pick up a handful of water from the sea of clouds, wave the sleeves into the sleeves, and fall to the sky, there will be a bright moon hanging in the air, so on the palm of the hand, the water and the moon are in the hand.
Smash the moon in the water with one palm.
Heaven and earth have changed.
The white-haired boy has faded.
In an instant, the sea of clouds rolled, and then it seemed that someone had stirred up a huge hole, and vaguely, a vague figure of the immortal on the clouds could be seen, overlooking the earth, and laughed: "Little Confucian scholar, don't measure yourself. I'll play with you?"
Then another golden-bodied giant slowly stretched out a punch and sneered, "Do you dare to take the next punch?"
Chen Ping'an was already standing on the ground, looking up.
He spat hard, rolled up his sleeves with both hands, but flattened them again.
A young man in white, traveling out of his body, stood side by side with the young man in green shirt, and said with emotion: "I have been in the cage for a long time, and I am really not happy." β
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Speak human words." β
The white-clothed Yin God had fluttering sleeves, very carefree, his eyes were hot, and he laughed: "them! Let them kowtow to Lao Tzu!"
Very good.
That's right.
It is worthy of me Chen Ping'an!
The earth trembled.
Dressed in a green shirt, he went straight to the sea of clouds.
Takeo asks the sky with his fist.
Then the white-clothed Yin God soared up, the earth was my heaven and earth, and countless flying swords went to the sea of clouds together.
The swordsman asked the immortal on the sword cloud.
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North of the Great Wall of Sword Qi and south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
There are all martial arts flowing wildly, covering the sky and the sun, as if looking for the nowhere boxer in the sky.