(There are a lot of things going on this month, and the vast ones can only strive to update between 12 and 150,000 words.) ）

The grass and trees in the spring of the city are deep, but in the north of the entire Shihao country, it is almost impossible to see a prince and grandson who goes on a spring outing.

The three riders who stopped and walked all the way north, and before they knew it, it was already summer.

On this day, on a ridge road located in the border pass of Shihao country, the three horses stopped to rest, and were busy cooking, Ma Duyi was combing in the mirror, humming a little song, and was in a good mood, the small green lacquer bronze mirror in her hand was a leakage of the victory weapon, and it was a relatively rare sunlight and moonlight arc mirror, which she used less than two taels of silver to bargain from the pawnshop's clumsy shopkeeper, and rested at the Xianjia ferry, according to the old monk ghost general in charge of the palm, not to mention that it could sell forty or fifty snowflakes.

Chen Ping'an sat aside, looking through the account book, and most of the names had been lightly drawn with a red pen, which belonged to the fulfillment of long-cherished wishes. In fact, Chen Ping'an and both of them know that those wishes are very likely to become the wishes of Buddhism, and it is difficult to achieve them in this life, regardless of yin and yang. Some yin things are knotted in death, and in the midst of grief and indignation, they can't help themselves, and their anger soars, and they almost turn into a powerful ghost directly, and they can only rely on the few pure heart talismans posted in the palace of the king of Hades in prison to maintain the only remaining spiritual wisdom.

Ma Duyi, who is "diligent and thrifty", did not complain about Mr. Chen's writing of the pure heart talisman again and again in this matter, and when the aura was exhausted, he made up for it, constantly consuming fairy money, which was simply a bottomless pit.

Along the way, encountered a lot of Shihao country's scattered defeated soldiers and horses, scattered in the mountains and dense forests, becoming a stream of rogues, scattered and uncertain, crazy looting grain and grass behind Dali, which in order to support it, for the awe-inspiring righteousness in the heart, had to point the finger at the local counties and counties of Shihao country, at the end of last year, three heavy snowfall in a row, coupled with wars, the northern territory of Shihao country, people's livelihood withered, even if these at most three or four hundred soldiers and horses wanted, only a small amount of food, but those scattered barren county towns on the border line, every household is counting on that bit of grain to survive until the next crop harvest, still can not support the appetite of Shihao country's soldiers, so inevitably there will be conflicts, one comes and goes, one in order not to starve to death, the other to live for the righteousness of the family and country, the conflict becomes more and more intense.

Chen Ping'an's three horsemen encountered a conflict that almost turned into a bloody fight, one of them was a young soldier wearing broken armor, almost slashed on the shoulder of an emaciated old man, Chen Ping'an burst into it, held the Shihao national standard saber, and in an instant dozens of Shihao national rout soldiers swarmed in, Chen Ping'an stomped his feet, people turned on their backs, Chen Ping'an threw back the saber in his hand, inserted back into the scabbard of the young soldier, and the whole person was staggered back by the huge impact of the force.

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything after that, just led the horse and stood on the streets of the town, and those hungry soldiers silently withdrew from the county seat.

Chen Ping'an and his entourage also left slowly.

Behind the scenes, it was the local people who began to loudly abuse those national soldiers, who had all kinds of ugly words, and who did not have the ability to fight the big barbarians, and bullied their own people, but one by one was more majestic than the other, and they should die on the battlefield for a hundred, so as not to go back and harm their own people. There were even people who suggested that they should go and report to the Dali Iron Cavalry in a nearby county town, and maybe they could get a bounty.

After the cavalry left the county seat, the young soldier suddenly howled and cried.

An old military attache who looked like a lieutenant stopped his horse and burst into tears, and the entire cavalry team, which was yellow and thin, and almost everyone was wounded, also stopped moving, panicked and dazed.

Chen Ping'an asked Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye to stay where they were, and rode away slowly.

At its peak, there were more than 2,000 elite cavalry, and now it has less than 80 cavalry, and one by one it is like a great enemy.

Chen Ping'an threw out a heavy bag, and said in the increasingly skilled official dialect of Shihao Guo: "Disperse, take off your armor, take off your vest, and use this money as a travel fee and a settlement fee to return home." ”

The old military attache took the bag and opened it to see that it was full of official-made gold ingots, and the old man raised his head with a puzzled face.

Chen Ping'an said: "If you don't want to give up like this, you can choose a few brothers with active eyes, pretend to be businessmen, go to those counties that have settled down to buy food, try to bypass the big spies and scouts, and buy less food each time, otherwise it is easy to make the local government suspicious. ”

The old military attache asked, "Is that all?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "You don't have a choice at the moment, since it's already the worst situation, it's better to give it a try." Besides, if I want to rely on your dozens of heads to ask for merit and reward from the state and county officials who have already surrendered to Da Li, there is no need to be so troublesome, this point, the martial arts under your command may not be able to see it, but as a pure martial artist of the Four Realms, you should know very well. ”

The old military attache wanted to speak but stopped.

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "Just help so much, I'm not a good money boy, don't treat me as a wronged man." ”

The old military attache was stunned, so he had to give up the idea that was really not very kind, and after putting away the bag of life-saving gold ingots, he hugged his fists and thanked the thin man in the cyan cotton robe: "Mr. Gaoyi!"

Chen Ping'an returned the salute with his fists and left, as for what decision the Shihao National Cavalry Army made in the end, it was not like the dog meat shop in the previous state city, for the choice of that young man, from the beginning to the end.

The old military attache was a little deflated, and he hadn't asked his name yet.

Ma Duyi saw Mr. Chen, who was returning from riding a horse, and joked: "I say that I am not a good money boy, but in fact?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Seeing through and not saying through is a good habit for people to behave in the world." ”

Ma Duyi was just about to say a few more words to him, but Chen Ping'an had already ridden the horse, so he had to follow Zeng Ye in a hurry.

The hooves of the three horses gently stepped on the vast land of spring flowers.

At this moment, Ma Duyi put down the bronze mirror, turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an, who had closed the account book, and asked, "Mr. Chen, can we return to Shujian Lake before autumn?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It's almost okay." ”

Ma Duyi stretched his waist, accidentally bumped into the big bamboo box behind him, and quickly stretched out his hand to hold it, here, full of them, are the last three cities in the low-cost baby objects, even if wrapped in satin padded cotton cloth, or worried about bumping into those particularly squeamish guys, according to the old ghost who lives in the imitation glazed pavilion, these are mostly the treasures of the world's wealthy families, in the troubled times, far inferior to real money, but once you wait for the peaceful and prosperous times, even if it is just such a small bird food jar, it can be worth two or three hundred taels of silver, and it is not difficult to meet a rich person who loves this way, and the price will be doubled。

In fact, these objects can also be put into Mr. Chen's close objects, but Ma Duyi likes to open the box and rummage through them every time she stops, just like the little bronze mirror that she can't put down.

Zeng Ye is now a veritable monk of the Four Realms, Ma Duyi has better understanding and qualifications, and he is even more Yin of the Five Realms.

It's just that the real cultivation foundation is better than Zengye, which is the importance of the root bones.

One is not too slow, the other is not too fast, and now Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi get along, more and more harmonious, and have some tacit understanding.

While eating, Chen Ping'an still habitually chewed slowly, squatted aside, took a big bite of rice, and asked casually: "Mr. Chen, how is my fist pile?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Sparse lala." ”

Zeng Ye sighed, he originally felt that his six-step pile, not to mention what is handy, practice makes perfect, and he can't run away.

Ma Duyi cheered on the fire and said: "You are not a piece of martial arts training material, even a layman like me can see it really, your boxing frame is empty and loose, and you haven't entered the room at all, Zeng Ye, do you still think it's quite like it?"

Chen Ping'an comforted Zeng Ye: "Martial arts, since it is not your main business, it is enough to strengthen your body a little and help you pull out your muscles and bones." Otherwise, it is not beautiful to give birth to a breath of pure true qi and collide with the aura of the Qi Mansion. ”

Zeng Ye said sullenly: "Either you can't learn anything, or you learn anything slowly, Mr. Chen, why aren't you in a hurry." ”

Chen Ping'an was amused and said, "If it's useful to be in a hurry, I will also be anxious with you." ”

Ma Duyi held back his badness and was about to speak.

Chen Ping'an had already raised his hand, "Shut up, don't continue to have fun with Zengye's practice." Also, about the quality of Zengye boxing, you can see that it's strange, it's a casual comment from the seniors and borrowed it for you, right?"

Ma Duyi smiled and narrowed a pair of autumn eyes, did not speak, and acquiesced.

The three of them continued to walk along the border of Shihao Kingdom.

Coming to a fairy sect called Falcon Mountain in the north, the green mountains stretched, the scenery was beautiful, and the aura was quite abundant, so that Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye, the two monks, after entering the realm, felt relaxed and happy, and couldn't help but take a few more breaths.

Many places with barren aura, people may not meet a monk in their lifetime, that is, this is the reason, businessmen are bustling with people seeking profits, monks walking in the world, they will also subconsciously avoid the kind of aura is thin and almost non-existent, after all, the matter of cultivation is too much, and it requires water grinding effort, especially the monks of the lower five realms, as well as the immortals of the middle five realms under the earth immortals, spending precious time in a place with no aura within a radius of thousands of miles, which is a kind of squandering in itself.

Before the war continued, it affected the Shihao Mountain, and then somehow, many small hills gathered over, vaguely with the Falcon Mountain as the leader, the Falcon Mountain covers a wide area, and it was a single line of Xianjia Road before, belonging to the kind of mountain sect with a large family business and few people, so it divided many mountains of the Falcon Mountain and leased them to those who came to take refuge and attached to the Shihao Kingdom Monk Sect.

In just two years, the falcon has gained a good momentum.

I heard that there are a lot of immortal shops here, which is also the reason for Chen Ping'an's trip, since he passed by, let Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi pick up more than a dozen messy spiritual weapons to see if they can be sold at a good price, all the fairy money in hand belongs to them, as for how to "divide the spoils" afterwards, Chen Ping'an doesn't care, Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi discuss it themselves, but it is estimated that Zeng Ye will suffer a big loss, as far as Ma Duyi's small abacus is shrewd, the three Zeng Ye are not her opponents.

Chen Ping'an thought that one day if he opened a shop to do business, Ma Duyi would be a good helper.

Arrived at a hill outside the boundary of the Falcon Mountain, Chen Ping'an found that a lot of refugees had been gathered, a bazaar was built in a good way, the people were boiling, along the way, there were many places that were breaking ground, in full swing, in addition to the relatively strong young men, there were many women and children who could live into the Falcon Mountain, all of them were making a strong contribution, what surprised Chen Ping'an the most was that there was a Shihao Guowu Temple that had been built, although it was rough, but there should be a court etiquette system, there was no shortage of one. In addition, there are some monks who have built mountain protection formations, and they are also busy.

This is probably the earliest prototype of a fairy ferry or a mountain sect.

The two monks saw Chen Ping'an and the three of them leading the horses, and in the face of these three unfamiliar faces, their eyes were a little wary, and they secretly contacted each other, and the monks gathered together from all directions, huddling together to deter this group of strangers.

Chen Ping'an no longer hung the jade plaque of Qingxia Island now, and he had no choice but to do about it, so he asked one of the monks for the way, saying that he was going to the mountain where the Patriarch Hall of the Eagle Mountain was located.

After pointing out the way, the group of fellow monks led by an old monk of the Cave Mansion Realm did not breathe a sigh of relief until Chen Ping'an and the three of them left the bazaar, and continued to be busy building the landscape formation.

There is no way, they are just a low-end sect, even if they take refuge and move to the Falcon Mountain, compared to the rest of the wealthy immortal mansions, they can't make up too much fairy money, so they can only be thrown here by the Falcon Mountain Patriarch Hall, when the door god on the side of the eastern gate of the Falcon Mountain comes, as long as there is trouble, such as the big Li Iron Rider is not pleasing to the eye when the Falcon falls down the mountain, and they will naturally be the first to suffer all the way, but they can only bite the head to prevent the Falcon from falling on the mountain.

The creation, rise and inheritance of any Shanmen sect inevitably contains hardships and hardships and humiliation.

It's just that the Dongfu realm cultivator is already the "ancestor" of the sect One of the old monks, standing on a high platform, quietly stayed on a refugee child who was helping his father and mother wipe his sweat, the old monk smiled, it was a good seedling, and he planned to pay a small summer money, as well as a mountain with a radius of more than ten miles, to replace the family's household registration on the mountain, but he tried his best to reject the kindness of the eagle falling mountain, but planned to personally collect this child as a disciple, maybe a jiazi or a hundred years later, he would be able to have one more monk in the mountain gate, and he might reach the sea view realm of the Zhongxing ancestor in the history of the mountain gate, it is not a luxury, when I think of this, the old monk was quite pleased, although the brothers and sisters of his ancestral hall quarreled fiercely at the beginning, after all, today's small summer money, especially a mountain in vain, is of great significance. However, after really rejecting the proposal of the Ancestor Hall of the Eagle Falling Mountain, they united as one, and even the most stingy little junior brother made up his mind that on the day of the child's worship in the future, he would take out a long-cherished spiritual weapon and give it to his nephew.

After Chen Ping'an left the bazaar, he suddenly looked back into the distance, and then asked, "Do you see anything?"

Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi only felt inexplicable.

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "It's nothing, maybe I'm dazzled." ”

Ma Duyi quipped: "Mr. Chen, half of the words are not good. ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "In the future, when you take charge of yourself, you will know that half of the words are a university that is worth studying." ”

Ma Duyi sighed: "Mr. Chen has changed his ways to brag about his skills, and he is becoming more and more perfect. ”

Chen Ping'an turned around and clenched his fists on horseback, "I have won the prize." ”

Ma Duyi smiled angrily: "Mr. Chen, if you are like this again, you are not the Mr. Chen in my mind!"

Zeng Ye shook his head and said, "Where, where." ”

It is clear that this young man still wants to be more oriented towards Mr. Chen.

As a result, Ma Duyi's suddenly stretched sleeve was slapped in the face, which was hot and painful.

Zeng Ye said angrily: "The gentleman doesn't move his mouth. ”

Now it was Ma Duyi's turn to shake his head, "Only villains and women are difficult to raise, what the sage said, I don't understand this truth?"

Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly: "This sentence is not understood in this way, but you are willing to bury yourself like this, I think it's no problem." ”

Laughing all the way, the three horsemen came to the real Falcon Mountain Gate.

Compared with the two immortal mountains that passed along the way, this place is majestic, there is no cave, compared to the Yellow Fence Mountain, the aura is still a few points.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a peaceful town surrounded by mountains and rivers, or a larger village, and there should be more than 1,000 people living in it.

The so-called mountain style, without the world, over time, is an attic in the sky, a source of water.

It's just that many mountain immortal masters who have not yet reached the top are too lazy or disdainful to think so.

Go to the village at the foot of the mountain, and then go to the mountain, you have to cross a river, not an arched bridge, like a slender snake lying quietly in the river, on the back of "it", there are villagers who come with cattle, it is supposed to go to the nearby fields to work, behind the young man and the buffalo, there is a young boy riding a green bamboo, shouting "driving", like driving a horse.

Chen Ping'an took the lead and stopped, making way for the villagers and the buffalo with crooked horns.

After the villagers and the buffalo walked off the bridge, they were obviously well-informed, and they didn't look at the three outsiders much, but it was the immature boy who rode a bamboo horse, and saw the real horses, very curious, Chen Ping'an smiled at the child, and the child also grinned shyly, and followed his father and the buffalo to continue on the road.

Zeng Ye found it interesting.

On the cloud-shrouded falcon falling on the mountain, there are often sword lights and rainbow lights piercing the sky.

But the child apparently didn't mind this anymore, but was more curious about the horses around them, and the child who rode the bamboo horse often looked back.

Chen Ping'an took the lead to lead the horse onto the low stone bridge that was high above the river and there were not too many of them.

Halfway through, there were also villagers who needed to walk to the other side waiting quietly.

After stepping off the stone bridge, Chen Ping'an nodded to them in thanks, and the villagers smiled and nodded in return.

Zeng Ye was thoughtful.

The same is true for Ma Dukyi.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an suddenly turned his head to look at the sky.

The small sword mound wooden box in the sleeve and the Qingxia Island enshrined jade plaque were hot almost at the same time.

Regarding this matter, Liu Zhimao did not hide it at the beginning, and he could use them to trace Chen Ping'an's footprints.

Chen Ping'an has no objection to this.

A touch of the monk's snow-white rainbow light against the wind broke through the sky from beyond the falcon falling mountain, and landed with a bang.

It is an old monk of Qingxia Island with a panicked look and a chaotic aura, and Zhang Jing who is in charge of the secret vault and the fishing room.

This secret trip to the north almost exhausted the aura accumulation of several natal points of Zhang Jing, which is a reckless act that damages the foundation of the Great Dao, and the urgent dispatch of the post horse for 800 miles will inevitably hurt the horse, and even run and die one after another to change the horse, it is the same reason.

Zeng Ye's face was full of joy at first, after all, Zhang Jing was the benefactor who personally dragged him out of the big fire pit on Maoyue Island, but when the young man saw Zhang Jing's face, he immediately shut up.

Chen Ping'an hugged Zhang Jing, who was shaking, and asked softly, "There is an accident in Shujian Lake?"

Zhang Jing said miserably: "The sky has changed!"

Chen Ping'an sighed, he had actually expected the emergence of this situation, but because it was not the worst situation, Chen Ping'an did not do much to deal with it, in fact, he couldn't do too many effective measures.

After all, it is the time when manpower is exhausted.

It's very simple, either the master of Da Li made a shot at Su Gaoshan, or the person behind Liu Laocheng on Gongliu Island began to enter the game.

Or simply the two sides joining forces.

Tan Yuanyi of Lisu Island defected, only seeking self-preservation, reneging on the covenant, Liu Zhimao was reluctant to build Qingxia Island, and he was calculated and in danger, which is normal.

However, this is definitely not good news for Chen Ping'an at the moment.

Originally, Chen Ping'an had already felt the context of the situation in Jianhu, and the chessboard that he had painstakingly managed might have been casually overturned to the ground by later chess players.

Zhang Jing knelt down with a thud, "I implore Mr. Chen to save the island master!"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and asked directly: "Gu Can and his mother, have they been secretly detained by Senior Zhang?"

Zhang Jing, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head, "It happened suddenly, Qingxia Island can't do such a thing, even if it can, I won't do it, because I know that this will only backfire, and the only one who can save the island owner is Mr. Chen." ”

Chen Ping'an picked up Zhang Jing and said slowly: "Senior Zhang got up to speak, I'll listen to it first, but to save Liu Zhimao, there is almost no such possibility, I believe that the old-timers have already understood on the way to come." The reason why I ran this trip was just to do my best to obey the destiny of heaven. ”

Zhang Jing nodded lightly, smiling bitterly, and there was still some gratitude in his eyes.

Chen Ping'an had a headache.

In front of Zhang Jing, some words, like joking with Ma Duyi before, only said half of them, and they didn't say anything through it.

Zhang Jing is naturally doing his best, but it is very likely that Zhang Jing is also clear that his whereabouts have fallen into the eyes of some well-intentioned people, maybe he is overlooking this place somewhere in the Falcon Mountain.

So Chen Ping'an didn't fall into the well and beat him to death with one punch.

In fact, it has been regarded as benevolent and righteous.

Chen Ping'an said: "Let's talk as we walk. ”

Zhang Jing stabilized his mind, and the first sentence made Ma Duyi and Zeng Ye Xinhu, who had pricked up their ears to listen, shock, "Our island master has been defeated by an unidentified monk, and has been seriously injured and detained in the water prison of Gongliu Island. Not only that, Su Gaoshan, the main general of the Great Li Iron Cavalry, has personally driven to the Yunlou City on the shore of Shujian Lake, threw his whip at the lake, and threatened to repair Shujian Huye, who is not in control, and all of them will die within ten years. ”

The first thought in Chen Ping'an's heart, the great monk who could suppress Liu Zhimao strongly, was the Mo family ranger Xu Qiao, or the sage Ruan Qiong.