On the bank of the Huangting River in Dali, Chen Ping'an caught an unexpected big herring, and the girl in the pink skirt cooked a pot of delicious fish soup.

One person, two monsters, three guys, after eating and drinking, they began to chat.

Chen Ping'an asked them if the fairy meal Xia Drink Dew mentioned in the book was really useful for absorbing the Qi of Convergence and the essence of the sun and the moon.

The girl in the pink skirt, who was really a fire python, nodded vigorously.

"It's better than nothing, it's of little use. ”

The little boy in Tsing Yi shook his head while bending over and playing in the water: "We, the dragons, still have to rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and rely on the water to draft water, and melt the roots of the mountains and swallow the water, which is the foundation of the avenue, and the other vain heads and brains are not interesting." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked: "Since there are still some uses, why don't you make good use of them?" Both of you want to turn into a Jiao, and in the future, you will have to choose a big desecration that is more than 10,000 miles long, go through the water and enter the sea, and finally achieve the body of a true dragon, which can be regarded as the Tao." Isn't it more important to practice diligently?"

The little boy in Tsing Yi gently threw out the last stone, clapped his hands and smiled: "Practice, rely on talent, not hard work." ”

Chen Ping'an asked again: "If you have talent, shouldn't you work harder?"

The boy in Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment, and then pretended to be dead and said: "Master, I suddenly have a headache, maybe I was affected by the cold and dampness, so I went to sleep." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "You are a water snake......"

The boy in Tsing Yi jumped into the river, and his figure was fleeting.

A colossal water snake roams freely at the bottom of the murky river, like a monarch patrolling the land.

The girl in the pink skirt whispered: "Master, he's just lazy." However, his qualifications and background are better than mine, and his innate body is more tenacious, even if I cultivate for two or three hundred years, I can't compare to him. ”

Chen Ping'an comforted: "Then don't compare with him, compare with yourself first, and strive to be stronger today than yesterday, and stronger tomorrow than today." ”

The fighting spirit is high, "The master is right!"

The girl in the pink skirt said sincerely: "No wonder the old man is a martial artist in the second realm, and he still practices boxing so diligently, and he refuses to slack off at all, it turns out that the stupid bird flies first......"

Speaking of this, the girl in the pink skirt hurriedly covered her mouth.

Too much talk can make you lose it all.

Chen Ping'an was amused, "You're right, I'm really stupid, so I have to work harder." ”

Then Chen Ping'an began to walk the pile along the riverbank.

It's a girl with a stable temperament like a pink skirt, and after watching it so many times, I feel a little boring.

A few days later, Chen Ping'an slowly climbed the mountain with a bamboo cane, during which he solemnly grabbed a handful of soil, carefully put it into a small cotton bag that had been prepared a long time ago, and the bags of various colors of soil accumulated together, gradually becoming the heaviest weight in the back basket. In this regard, the boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink skirt tacitly did not ask, but only regarded it as some ulterior secret practice.

At first, the boy in Tsing Yi felt that he didn't need to open the road with his real body, and he was very idle and comfortable, but he was inevitably a little bored after walking so slowly for a long time, but he didn't dare to point fingers at his master's itinerary, so he had nothing to say: "Master, I passed by that county town before, why don't we spend money to be heroic?" The master doesn't have much money on him, but I have money, don't be afraid of being extravagant." Even if I spend all the money on my body now, as long as I find a random river, I can quickly fish out some treasures, and it is all money. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "I have heard people say that cultivation costs the most gold and silver......

The boy in Tsing Yi immediately changed his words and said: "Master, I am a poor bastard, I just bragged to you!"

In order not to listen to Chen Ping'an's set of mud legs, it can be regarded as unscrupulous.

After Chen Ping'an was silent, he took the initiative to persuade: "Master, it's not me who said you, let's practice, in order to come back after the daughter is gone, kill the Quartet without saying a word, how heroes and heroes, how extraordinary ...... spirit?"

Chen Ping'an didn't refute anything, just walked slowly on the mountain road.

Not the same.

Even if they are on the same path, they will definitely parting someday.

This is one of Chen Ping'an's biggest experiences in escorting Li Baohua and them to study abroad.

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On the border between Huang Tingguo and Da Li, Chen Ping'an encountered a big vision of the mountain trembling and shaking, on the top of a mountain, he saw dust in the distance, so Chen Ping'an specially pulled them to rush there, as a result of this small city of Huang Tingguo, saw a human tragedy, the city wall, houses and ancestral temples, collapsed countless times, almost half of the city people are dressed in vegetarian clothes, every household is sad, there are constantly old and young Taoist priests in and out, the footsteps are hurried, there are both the compassion of the young Taoist children, and the old Taoist money is in hand, The joyful expression of the bulging waist bag is full of beings.

Fortunately, the order in the city was not in chaos, only Chen Ping'an bumped into a group of ruffians and hooligans, who wanted to bully a young brother and sister whose father and mother had just died of a vision, and stopped Chen Ping'an from forcibly abducting the girl to sell herself.

Chen Ping'an left twenty taels of silver for his poor brothers and sisters and left, and finally stopped at a Wusheng temple that no one cared about, and found that this small ancestral temple that gave people a thin feeling actually stood unscathed in the earthquake.

A painted clay statue of the martial saint, high above, with angry eyes in the world.

The little boy in Tsing Yi just glanced at the statue of the martial saint, and saw through the mystery, "The incense here is not clean, the place is small, the amount of incense is obviously not enough, if you can't eat, you will starve to death, people and gods are like this, so the gods sitting here are gone early, naturally they can't shelter the county, and they can only barely maintain the peace of this acre and three points of land." ”

The girl in the pink skirt did not have the eyesight and experience of the boy in Tsing Yi, and her heart was more pure and flawless, but she bowed respectfully to the martial saint statue, and then saw that Chen Ping'an had begun to sweep the ground, so she helped wipe the dust on the altar.

The boy in Tsing Yi didn't dare to mock his master, so he had to sneer at her: "You are a fire python who has read a little broken book, what is close to this kind of god? Besides, the war that affected all the world back then was a big change, and we, as the dragon's belong, were real traitors." It's a shame that this little god is gone, otherwise your worship will definitely be regarded as a provocation, maybe the god master will really go out of his body, travel to the world with a golden body, and then punch your head, bang, wow, I will definitely applaud when the time comes. ”

Chen Ping'an asked curiously, "Why are you Jiaolong traitors?"

The boy in Tsing Yi knew that he was speechless, so he quickly shut up and shook his head vigorously.

The girl in the pink skirt covered her mouth with her hands, and looked at Chen Ping'an pitifully, looking cute, sir, don't ask me, I know and dare not say it.

The sky was covered with fire clouds, Chen Ping'an and the girl in the pink skirt then lit a fire in the temple to cook, the boy in Tsing Yi was bored waiting for the meal, walking around on the high threshold, he suddenly jumped down, walked down the steps quickly, walked to a pair of brothers and sisters, moistened his throat, and said: "But if you have something to find my master?" Say, what's the matter, if you want the master to help you more, I advise you to hurry up and go home." If so......"

The little boy thief in Tsing Yi smiled and glanced at the young girl, dressed shabby, and his own master is a person all the way, her color is not the posture of a middle-aged person, but the little girl's figure is so wow, there is the charm of a plump woman at a young age, how rare. The boy in Tsing Yi restrained his smile and continued to talk nonsense seriously: "If you feel that it is difficult to repay the life-saving kindness, and someone wants to recommend a pillow to my master, I will help you report it......"

The older boy's face was a little gloomy, and he was about to turn around angrily, but the girl gently pulled his sleeve, only to find that the benefactor had walked out of the Wusheng Temple and gave the boy in Tsing Yi a chestnut, and said apologetically: "Don't take it seriously, he likes to joke and scare people." ”

The girl said shyly: "It's okay, my brother and I won't take it seriously." ”

It turned out that the brother and sister sent some food, after Chen Ping'an took it, both sides were not good at words, the young man went back quickly, and the girl was unfamiliar and lame to give a blessing, and then the benefactor who met Pingshui said goodbye and left.

Chen Ping'an sighed, walked back to the Wusheng Temple, saw the little boy in Tsing Yi jumping on the threshold, and said softly: "I know you don't have bad intentions, but don't talk to everyone in the future, it's not right, some unintentional words will hurt people, and some people will think about it for many years." ”

The dark blue eyes of the boy in Tsing Yi who were full of treachery under a closer look showed a little impatience, but he covered it up well, bowed his head and said yes, and there was no follow-up.

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything anymore, and sat in the Wusheng Temple to practice the sword furnace and set up a pile.

Gu Cang, who lives at the end of the mud bottle lane, remembered a lot of "enemies" at a young age, and when he got along with Chen Ping'an in private, when he talked about those guys, Gu Cang always gritted his teeth and was murderous, and such a big child already had the idea of secretly digging out people's ancestral graves.

It's hard to tell what is right and wrong.

But according to Master Wen Sheng, if you talk about it in order, in fact, the origin of many Gu Cang's heart knots comes from those cynicism that seem to be less than one or two together.

The boy in Tsing Yi looked at the busy girl in the pink skirt in the house, as well as Chen Ping'an, who was condensed, and stopped talking, and finally swallowed the words back into his stomach, but it seemed that he was a little depressed, and the pace of wandering around the threshold was a little faster, and finally he really felt unhappy, his feet were nailed to the threshold, and his short body shook sharply like a swing, and he fell into the temple at once, and suddenly leaned back outside the temple, and said to Chen Ping'an: "The young man in the alley doesn't know what to do, he can't stand a joke or two, and death counts!" I don't have the ability to fart, my heart is higher than the sky, and I deserve that young man to suffer for the rest of his life!"

Chen Ping'an still sat on the ground, closed his eyes and practiced the sword furnace, ignoring and not speaking.

The boy in Tsing Yi was silent for a moment, his voice was low, and his deep eyes were filled with cold mist, staring at Chen Ping'an, and said in a joking tone as much as possible: "Master, let's come out to mix the rivers and lakes, we have to help our relatives or not, so that we can eat deliciously." What's more, I don't care much about their brothers and sisters, the lord is such a big kindness, the same brother and sister, the sister is a sensible person, as for the reason why the young man put his anger on his face, on the one hand, he felt that I molested his sister, and I caused him to lose face, in fact, it was more of an inferiority complex in his bones, because he knew in his heart that he was a waste, even if he was not in troubled times, he couldn't protect his sister, if this kind of person is still so stubborn in the future, and he doesn't want to bow his head at all, he will only suffer more losses in the future, so master, I am doing this for the good of their brother and sister。 ”

Chen Ping'an opened his eyes, and after thinking carefully in his heart, he nodded, and then said slowly: "You are not wrong, but right and wrong are in order, you can't use a back right to deny the front right." Mistakes are even more so. ”

The boy in Tsing Yi clenched his fists in his sleeves, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, as if he was afraid that his divine will would be revealed, and Chen Ping'an saw through the "well" that his heart lake was making waves.

The boy in Tsing Yi turned around, jumped off the threshold, and said with a smile: "Young master, then I'll apologize." ”

The laughter had already entered the Wusheng Temple, but the boy in Tsing Yi with his back to the ancestral temple was full of violence and murder.

After the boy in Tsing Yi left, the girl in the pink skirt said timidly: "Master, he is really angry, if he is in Yujiang, according to his character, maybe the water will flood both sides, according to the records of the county and county local chronicles, in the past few hundred years, there have been many floods of 'natural disasters', and the water god of Yujiang will not only not suppress it, but will add fuel to the fire." ”

Chen Ping'an touched her head, "Since you don't want to listen, you just don't want to reason with him in the future." ”

Chen Ping'an said that he would no longer be reasonable, that is, he really stopped telling these boring truths to the boy in Tsing Yi.

I thought that they would accompany each other all the way, and the relationship was intimate, so Chen Ping'an was willing to say a little bit, since he didn't like to listen, then Chen Ping'an would definitely not be bored with himself, and return to the original point, and then as long as the boy in Tsing Yi didn't do anything beyond Chen Ping'an's bottom line, everything would be left to his will, just like today's little thing, if at the beginning of the acquaintance, Chen Ping'an would definitely be a cold sidestander, where would he still say these heartfelt words, Chen Ping'an and Cui Dongshan have walked so far, and how much did they say?

The girl in the pink skirt looked innocent, "Master, then you can tell me, I love to hear this." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly, "If there is something wrong, you must tell me." ”

She suddenly moved at this moment, and blurted out: "As soon as the master's order was said, the cottage suddenly opened, and it was very right!"

She quickly blushed a little, and hurriedly declared: "Master, I'm not learning from him, I'm not slapping sycophants!"

Chen Ping'an looked at the fire, the rice was about to be cooked, and the girl in the pink skirt puffed up angrily: "Master, let's not keep him, let him be hungry, the master is bent on his good, and he will be angry! If it weren't for the real body detained in that inkstone, he would really shoot at the master today, and I was almost scared to death just now." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and smiled: "This is not good, the meal still has to be kept." ”

The girl in the pink skirt smiled brightly: "I listen to the master." ”

Chen Ping'an rubbed her little head.

Of course, the boy in Tsing Yi didn't go to apologize to the ants, and he couldn't bear to slap his brother and sister into meat paste, and he was already able to support the boat in his belly.

The little boy in Tsing Yi put his hands behind his back, away from the Wusheng Temple, on tiptoe, jumped on a roof, his short figure turned into a light green smoke, flew away from the city, and the last time he quickly rose high, rushed into the sky, drew an extremely huge arc in the sky, and fell on a deep mountain, the water snake that recovered his true body smashed on the ground, and the vibration was so great that even the county town could feel a clear tremor.

The water snake twisted its huge body all the way, and at the place of transit, the trees crumbled, the rocks rolled, and then went up along a stream, the water splashed, and finally came to a gray and white cliff like a single branch, the body circled around the cliff, circled up, and when the head came to the top of the cliff, the tail was still on the bottom of the cliff.

The few trees on the cliff were all stirred up and rolled down.

A violent and arrogant water snake, its body continued to increase its strength, and finally squeezed the entire cliff to break.

Only then did he recover his true body in the dust that covered the sky and the sun, and slowly went down the mountain, walking like a fly, as fast as thunder.

The little boy in Tsing Yi didn't know everything he did, all fell into the eyes of the two, on a mountain hundreds of miles away, the old man in a Confucian shirt stood in the wind, holding an old Jiao sleeping soundly in his hand, and the voice was tired, it was the old waiter of Huang Tingguo, or the only remaining dragon of the ancient Shu Kingdom.

After Lao Jiao first got the golden words in the palm of Wen Sheng, he reached a secret covenant with Da Li Guoshi, and sent the young man's leather Cui Yun to the territory of Dasui, the old man began to return to the territory of Huang Tingguo, quietly captured all the dragon seeds, all of them were detained in the inkstone, he really scraped the ground three feet with great magical powers, and entered the water for thousands of feet, except for the young boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink skirt captured by Cui Qi himself, and now in the inkstone, there are more than ten small things, swimming in it.

At this moment, there is a hunchbacked old woman standing next to the old man with a bulging back, the real body is a red snake that grew up in the mountains, after getting a practice opportunity, and hard practice for five hundred years, only to have today's situation, just among the seven realms of cultivation, this time the old man found a hiding place, directly chiseled the mountain a hundred feet deep, and found out the real body of the old woman, she had to send someone under the fence, but surrendered to the famous old man in Confucian shirts, the old woman just felt that it was not happy enough, and did not feel wronged.

The old man asked indifferently, "What do you think?"

The old woman replied respectfully: "Qi Qi Ancestor, this water snake is still stubborn in the end, but his roots and bloodlines, even I am a little envious. ”

The old man nodded and said: "The background is acceptable, but it's a pity that the qualifications are dull, the heart is uncertain, and it is useless, and it is useless to squander a secret molting opportunity." ”

The old woman was stunned, and she didn't know why the old man said this.

At the beginning and end of the abandoned martial arts temple in the county seat before, the two of them were located in the clouds in the sky, and Lao Jiao saw clearly the technique of viewing the world with one hand of the water.

If the boy in Tsing Yi dared to make a move on Chen Ping'an, even if it was just a provocation, he would die in an instant, and Lao Jiao would definitely not be merciful.

In fact, Lao Jiao has a congenital dislike for the Tsing Yi child, which has nothing to do with temperament, it is purely a conflict of blood, among the many Jiaolong relics in the world, the Tsing Yi child is often practiced rapidly, quite blessed, but it is most rejected by the real Jiaolong, just like the first illegitimate child in the middle world, but he has a high and low identity, and he is not big, but it is very eye-catching.

The old woman has a low path and a narrow vision, but she doesn't see any Mingtang.

As for the water snake's irritable temper, the old woman will not feel that there is a big mistake, the reason why her back is bulging, is that after the first enlightenment, she is still weak, she was once captured by the mountain snake catcher, and in the process of fighting, she smashed the vitality of the person, which made her even if she turned into a human form, it was a natural hunchback posture, and then she found the descendants of the snake catcher, a bloody revenge that was more than two hundred years late, a medium gateway family in the county town, all died overnight, regardless of women, children, old and young, they did not escape the catastrophe, and completely cut off the incense。

The old woman still felt angry afterwards, and only hated that the snake catcher was not a cultivator, otherwise she would have to let him taste the taste of life being worse than death.

Therefore, the water snake can endure from beginning to end, in the face of the poor sour boy of the mother-in-law, the boy in Tsing Yi did not have a word of evil words at that time, and went deep into the barren mountains and mountains, before he began to release the Yin Owl killing machine, in the eyes of the old woman, it is already quite good for cultivating the mind.

The old man shook his head, "You are worse than that little water snake, and you are worse than a little python with understanding and wisdom, too far behind." ”

The old woman was in a hurry.

lest the old man be unhappy, he will kill himself.

After all, this journey is accompanied, not without the same kind of people who do not open their eyes, unwilling to accept constraints, without exception, all of them are shot and killed by the old man, and after death, all the essence souls have nothing to hide, all of them are snatched and integrated into the ancient inkstone, reduced to a thin layer of "light ink".

The old man sighed: "On the avenue, everyone is vying for the first, but step by step, step by step, maybe others have been dozing off and lazy, or the realm is a thousand miles a day, you have been cultivating day and night, in the end you are still a waste, and the practice is so helpless." ”

The old woman hurriedly made up for it and said, "Ancestor, is that young master so amazing?"

The old man laughed and said, "It's not how powerful the boy is, but the leader of the boy, it's amazing." If the boy is just a teenager, no matter how hard he works and is diligent, the martial arts realm will still not be too high, and he will probably be like the six realms and seven realms if he dies, that's all. ”

In this process, it must be extremely bumpy and hard, not to mention the blurred flesh and blood, but also to withstand the torment of rebirth.

The old man walked against the wind, step by step out of the top of the mountain, the old woman had to show her true body to follow, a seven-eight-foot red snake shook its head and tail beside the old man in a Confucian shirt.

Lao Jiao smiled: "I'm not saying that the road of the young man must be right, it may be a road to the top of the sky, or it may be a dead-end road with no great future, but then again, even if it is a dead-end road, it is definitely enough to make the little water snake turn into a Jiao, but it is a pity that he does not know the blessing in the blessing, and he has cut off the way forward, no wonder God does not appreciate the food, but he just rewarded it, and he did not hold the rice bowl himself." ”

Chilian Shekou said, "The ancestor has cultivated deeply, he has already seen the mountains and rivers changing color, the vicissitudes of life, and the vision is natural and far-reaching, we only need to follow the instructions of the ancestors, and we will be satisfied, for us, this is already a great blessing." ”

The old man in the Confucian shirt smiled but did not speak.

In fact, there are still many words, Lao Jiao did not leak the secret of heaven with this red snake, and even deliberately said some words that violated his identity.

The young man's martial arts talent is indeed not outstanding, but the little guy named Chen Ping'an, Lao Jiao is by no means as "inconspicuous" as he said, when he was in his own mansion, when he first saw the group of traveling students, Lao Jiao looked at home at home with magical powers, Chen Ping'an was the last person to fall into the eyes of the law, but looking at it, Lao Jiao found that everyone revolved around Chen Ping'an, not just words and deeds.

It's a kind of mysterious momentum.

In that rainy night, there was a young man in white who was rich and jade, a little girl in a red cotton jacket with a small bookcase, an indifferent young man who was already on the road of cultivation, a slender girl with wonderful roots, a tall boy who cultivated into a secret and more obscure dragon spirit, and a child with a tiger head.

It is clear that the straw sandals boy who is holding a firewood knife and leading the way is the most inconspicuous existence at first glance.

But Lao Jiao looked at it over and over again, but he saw something very unusual.

Like the stars arching over the moon, and like the mountain peaks worshipping the great mountain.

The boy took the lead, as if to say that you should rest assured that you should follow behind.

Because the heavens and the earth are big, I have already carried them on my shoulders.

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After the boy in Tsing Yi returned to the Wusheng Temple, he regained the virtue of a hippie smile, and Chen Ping'an still treated him with a normal heart.

At first, the Tsing Yi boy was still a little worried that Chen Ping'an would regret it, and ignored the two snake gallstones that he promised himself, tried twice, and after getting an accurate answer, the Tsing Yi boy was a little relieved, but in the process of getting along after that, even if Chen Ping'an was not the slightest bit unusual, he should continue to let him feed his fist when he should be sharpening his martial arts, and he should continue to let him show his true body when he was riding and hurrying.

But the boy in Tsing Yi always felt that something was missing, and he couldn't say why.

As he got closer and closer to the old man's hometown, the boy in Tsing Yi only knew that the girl in the pink skirt was getting happier and happier, which made him more and more unhappy.

So after he crossed the mountains and officially entered the border of Dali, the boy in Tsing Yi used a killer move to press the bottom of the box.

In the twilight, on a cliff plank road that has been abandoned for countless years, the three of them lit a fire and rested in a slightly spacious cave, and he carefully sacrificed a large porcelain bowl from the square inch, with a small half bowl of clear water in the bowl, and the aura was permeated, which was different from the ordinary rootless water in the world.

The girl in the pink skirt blinked her watery eyes, and immediately saw the doorway, but she was embarrassed to lean over to take a closer look, but fortunately, the little boy in Tsing Yi had already farted and held the bowl with both hands, came to Chen Ping'an and sat down, and said mysteriously: "Master, show you something good, it's almost over, there is still a quarter of an hour left." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi turned his head and grinned at the girl in the pink skirt, and stretched out a palm, "I still have five bowls of this kind of water now, from five different immortal mansions, among which there is also a handful of water from the rolling thunder pond of Zhengyang Mountain, do you know how much it cost the uncle? It's not enough to sell you stupid girl." Of course, you're a fire python, something like that, it should be a special piece of firewood and a stick of incense, but you must have none of them, right?"

Chen Ping'an looked at the high-spirited boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink skirt who was ashamed of herself, and asked, "What can you see through this small bowl of water?"

The boy in Tsing Yi just grinned and deliberately sold off.

The girl in the pink skirt explained in a low voice: "Master, I have seen in the reading notes of some predecessors in the study building, practicing on the mountain, it takes too much money, and many immortal sects have a way to make money, and appropriately open some interesting pictures to the outside world, such as some rare sect wonders, and the life and life of some famous monk geniuses, or the royal style of some cultivators, outsiders don't need to go to the mountains of those sects, they can have an unobstructed view from thousands of miles away, saving worry and effort, well, even if they don't save money at all." ”

The girl in the pink skirt was chattering, but in fact, she had been secretly looking at the bowl of water, her eyes were full of envy, and she whispered with her fingers: " Master, this kind of thing is really magical, and those immortals need to first come up with some gadgets that are connected with the luck of the mountains and rivers, such as a small piece of shadow wall stone chiseled, the Lingxiu trees cut down in the mountain gate, or the water of the deep pool of Zhengyang Mountain carried by this white bowl. If you want, you only need to infuse a little aura, and you can use the magic power of the other party's sect to open it, so that buyers can see many pictures displayed in the text, which is very interesting!"

The more the girl in the pink skirt spoke, the more frustrated she became, "After I saw it in my notes in my early years, I once begged the Zhilan Cao family to help me find a piece of such wood with a lot of money, but after I gave them benefits early as agreed, the Cao family kept prevaricating with me, saying all kinds of excuses to delay, and finally I was embarrassed to speak again, just as if there was no such thing." ”

The little boy in Tsing Yi said triumphantly: "That's your low ability, if it's me, do you think the Zhilan Cao clan dares to collect money and not work?"

Her face was gloomy.

Chen Ping'an patted her maid's small bun and comforted her softly: "Suffering losses is a blessing, and you must believe that you will not always suffer losses in the future." ”

The girl in the pink skirt looked up, nodded and smiled.

The boy in Tsing Yi rolled his eyes widely, one big and one small, two fools.

After a moment, he was pleasantly surprised, "It's time for the show!"

The water in the bowl ripples.

The boy in Tsing Yi snapped his fingers, and the clear water slowly rose from the bowl, gushing like a spring, and finally turned into a water curtain as big as a landscape painting.

Above the water curtain scroll, a towering mountain peak first appeared, surrounded by a group of peaks.

Then a woman in white broke through the sky, and the shadow appeared in the picture scroll without warning, the woman hung a simple gourd around her waist, and flew to the top of the mountain with a flying sword.

There is still a short distance from the top of the mountain, the sword qi condenses the essence, like clouds and clouds, fog and fog, strange and magical, wonderful, the female immortal is no longer ascending with the sword, but standing on the flying sword, and begins to look at the abundant sword intent contained in those sword qi, even if it is separated by thousands of miles, across this water curtain picture scroll, the sword intent on the top of the mountain contains all kinds of long meanings, it is still rushing to the face, or ancient vicissitudes, or vigorous like a round of rising sun rising east to the sea, or dense clusters like a pouring rainstorm.

The little boy in Tsing Yi didn't look at those messy kendo spirits, he just drooled at the sword woman, stared at her intently, and said with a smile: "This Zhengyang Mountain Su Jia Fairy, but Uncle I have a good heart, the ranking is only after a fairy, you see, this body and this temperament, my water god brother, vulgar, although I also admire Su Jia Fairy, but I still like a plump fairy, meat eaters are despised, and the sage speaks, which is to the point." ”

With a twist of his fingers, he also twisted the direction of the picture slightly, turning it into the back of Su Jia of Zhengyang Mountain, and then grabbed it lightly, the fairy's back suddenly expanded, and the little boy in Tsing Yi smirked, stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth, and couldn't wait to put his whole face on Su Jia's back, if it weren't for the presence of outsiders, it is estimated that he would have done it a long time ago.

The little boy in Tsing Yi danced with his eyebrows: "But my number one heart and liver, or Dao Gu He Xiaoliang! That's the fairy of the fairies, the fairy of the gods, if she touches my little hands, I am willing to live for a hundred years, and I will never lie, if anyone can help me introduce me, let me say a word to He Xiaoliang, I will treat him as a son and a grandson......

Chen Ping'an looked at the sword spirit that turned into clouds and mist, no matter how hard he looked at it, he only felt that the weather was thousands, but he couldn't see the real clues, Chen Ping'an quickly put away his thoughts, hoping to find a figure from the water curtain, the mountain moving ape that committed murder in his hometown town, but unfortunately on the picture scroll, there was always only Su Jia, if I am not mistaken, the guy named Liu Baqiao in Fenglei Park has been secretly crushing on Su Jia?

After a stick of incense, the water curtain fades, tends to blur, condenses and falls, and finally becomes a small bowl of clear water again.

But the water level in the bowl has dropped significantly.

The little boy in Tsing Yi put away the white bowl and clear water, rubbed his hands and paced, and said happily: "This time, because there is a sword qi scene on the top of Zhengyang Mountain, it consumes a lot, but it is definitely not a loss......! Tsk, Fairy Su Jia never thought that she was still a good child, where could she see it before......"

Chen Ping'an got up silently and walked to the plank road outside the cave, the mountain wind whistled by, blowing his clothes and falling down.

However, now, the solid cultivation of the Second Realm, coupled with the fact that he has crossed the mountains and mountains again and again, and has been collected again and again, has made Chen Ping'an's body immobile like a mountain at the moment, and vaguely, as if he has become one with the steep mountain wall behind him.

Chen Ping'an was suddenly pleasantly surprised: "It's snowing!"

He stretched out his hand, waited for the snow to fall in the palm of his hand, maintained this position, but turned his head suddenly, and said cheerfully to the boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink skirt: "Come and see, it's snowing!"

A goose feather snowfall came.

At the end of this year, the twenty-four solar terms of the year have gone one after another, even on the road to the return of the three people, in the light snow season, there is only wind and rain.

But today happens to be the season of heavy snowfall, and there is really heavy snow.

After Chen Ping'an greeted them, he continued to reach out to catch the snowflakes, raised his head, and muttered happily: "It's snowing, it's snowing." ”

The girl in the pink skirt had never seen such a happy old man, and she jumped happily to come over.

The boy in Tsing Yi had never seen such a naïve guy, he stayed where he was, muttering, feeling that life was so boring.