At dawn, the old man in the black robe has put away the fishing rod, the silver carp is born like the moonlight and afraid of the sun, only in the night, will leave the bottom of the water, wandering around foraging, if it is an occasional daytime bite, even if it is dragged ashore, the psychic silver carp will also choose jade to burn, so that the aura of the two dragons dissipates, although it will not completely degenerate into a vulgar thing, but it is inevitable that the quality will plummet.

However, the three of them were not disheartened, fishing for big fish in the lake, not to mention the silver carp and other spirit fish, that is, the green and grass things that ordinary mountain fishermen yearn for, and it is common to wait for no result all night. After the old man had retracted the rod, he began to change the fishing line and hooks, especially the hooks, which became extremely delicate and delicate, only the size of his thumb, and the young man began to remix the nest material, which cost even more money, probably to catch the rarer golden silverfish.

The young man remembered something, turned his head to look at the big tree, and shouted: "Fellow Daoist, if you want to catch silverfish, it is purely by luck, and there are no taboos. ”

The woman had the intention to stop it, but it was too late.

The boy took out a heavy copper coin as big as a child's palm, rubbed the palms of his hands lightly, and conjured a finger-length pocket bamboo raft out of thin air, the boy sighed softly, and then threw it into the lake, the bamboo raft suddenly became larger, and the lake rippled.

Chen Ping'an hesitated, but nodded, jumped off the branch, and walked to the shore.

The woman used the technique of concentrating sound into a line to remind the old man in the black robe that the young man was also a martial artist, and his realm was only higher than her.

Last night, this person slept in a tree, breathing long, like gurgling water, his fist intent was pure and condensed, and he was a master of martial arts.

The sound sleep of martial arts, generally only after entering the three realms of refining gods, can you reach the state of sleeping but not sleeping, and the fist intent flows all over the body, if there is the protection of the gods.

So this young ranger is most likely a son of a wealthy lord.

The black-robed old man told the woman with the ripples of the heart lake, "I'm only worried about those Earth Immortal Ye Xiu who are not coming from the right way, if they are a young martial artist with high attainments, they don't have to worry too much. We, Sanlang Temple, are the least afraid of those hills that do not grow feet. Don't worry, fishing, I will keep an eye on him more, and the young master is wearing a magic robe and a pill at the same time, and he can resist the two blows of Jindan Sword Cultivator, and he can't make a mistake. ”

Chen Ping'an walked on the bamboo raft, the woman skillfully supported the artemisia, the bamboo raft slowly rowed to the center of the lake, sitting on the bench handed over by the young man, Chen Ping'an said thank you, and took out his fishing rod from the close by, and the special bait could only be borrowed from the young master. The woman's eyes were slightly strange, and the martial artist carried every inch of the thing, which was not common, and it was really a wealthy grandson. The old man didn't care, his expression was calm, and he chatted with the young ranger who had taken off his hat with his young master, and both sides had a good heart, not mentioning their names and family backgrounds.

A martial artist who wears a robe and walks in all directions, which means that this person has indeed not yet entered the three realms of martial arts and refining gods.

The young man from a noble background, obviously hadn't walked much of the rivers and lakes, and after throwing the rod with Chen Ping'an, he said bluntly: "This son, I think that those of us who really like to fish have few bad people, what do you think? Grandpa Liu and Sister Fan are wary of you everywhere, I don't think it's good." ”

The black-robed old man was still leisurely, picked up some bait from the wooden basin, and threw it into the lake.

But the woman surnamed Fan was a little embarrassed.

Chen Ping'an didn't know how to answer, so he had to ponder for a while and said a compromise statement: "There may be bad guys, but there must be fewer of them." Going down the mountain to experience, no matter how cautious, is not too much. ”

The young man shook his head and sighed, "I know you are saying this out of kindness, but my grandfather, grandfather, and then my father, every time I leave home, their words and tones are like this, and I am really a little annoyed." ”

Chen Ping'an stopped talking.

It's just a meeting in Pingshui, other people's family affairs, and it's not appropriate to say anything.

But isn't this boy too unseen?

How good does a family background have to be to be so big-hearted?

Chen Ping'an's mind moved slightly, but he was deliberately unaware of it, still staring at the lake.

The black-robed old man turned his head to look into the distance and said with a smile: "Young Master, Du Wensi of the Phi Ma Sect is coming soon, we stayed in Lan Musk Town for too long before, most of the time the itinerary is not right, and we are afraid that we will have an accident, so this young Jin Dan is a little unable to sit still." ”

The young man is a little complaining, he is most annoyed by these social exchanges, like-minded peers are okay, if it is the relationship between the ancestors, he is really not good at making some relationships. The female martial artist said softly: "Young master, I heard that Du Wensi has a gentle temperament and has no quarrel with the world, when he left the bone beach to travel to the north, passed by our door, fell in love with the old lady, and became a year-old friend, I think I will also be able to talk to the young master." ”

The young man nodded, grimaced at the woman, and said with a smile: "Sister Fan, I still understand the etiquette when going out." ”

The woman's eyes were gentle, and the corners of her mouth were upturned.

Chen Ping'an glanced at it and retracted his gaze.

Gotcha.

The stupid boy next to him, for a while, most of them couldn't understand the silent words in his sister Fan's eyes.

There was a qi practitioner wearing a snow-white linen robe who came to resist the wind, and the thunder in the distance in the sky shook loudly, like winter thunder.

After approaching the Bronze Green Lake, the Phi Ma Sect Immortal slowed down the speed of the Imperial Sword, the speed was actually not slow, but there was almost no movement, almost silent.

He did not land directly on the bamboo raft, but chose to stand on the shore and wait quietly, without speaking, probably for fear of disturbing the swimming fish in the copper green lake.

At first glance, he is good-natured.

Chen Ping'an was about to put away the fishing rod.

I didn't think that the young man smiled and said: "If you still want to fish, just continue fishing, this bamboo raft is left to you, I may have to go to Qinglu Town first, and then go back to this copper green lake to fish for the silver carp, you have a square inch anyway, I can teach you a mantra for collecting and releasing bamboo rafts, it is very simple, you go back to Qinglu Town, and you can hand it over to the monks of the Phi Ma Sect." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "No, I'm going to hurry right away." This time I went fishing on a raft to relax. ”

The boy is not enough to force others to accept his good intentions.

Returning to the shore together, the young man put away the bamboo raft, and after saluting the young Jin Dan of the Phi Ma Sect, he smiled brightly and said, "Yuan Xuan of Sanlang Temple, I have seen Uncle Du. ”

Du Wensi smiled and nodded, "I guessed that you would be fishing on this side of the Tonglu Lake, so I originally planned to come to you later, but Sect Master Zhu urged me not to come." Your grandfather is in good health now?"

Yuan Xuan smiled: "It's tough." ”

Du Wensi laughed.

Chen Ping'an hugged his fists and said goodbye.

When Chen Ping'an and Du Wensi's eyes met, the two sides nodded almost at the same time.

Not long after Chen Ping'an walked out, Yuan Xuan caught up with him and said softly: "If you go to Qinglu Town, it's best to take that official road and go around, but Ansheng." If you want to be fast, you have to pass through the barbarian miasma where big demons are rampant, and one by one the ripping soil is the king, and they are very bold, and they are called the six saints, and they join forces to fight against several city lords in the middle of the Ghost Valley, which is very fierce. The ghosts of the city and this group of monsters, often fight back and forth, as if they were fighting on the battlefield, it is said that there is also a big demon who specializes in collecting military books and studying the art of war all day long, which is also funny. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I'll be more careful." I wish you a successful fishing and a great harvest of fish, silverfish and silver carp. ”

Yuan Xuan nodded vigorously, and after saying something before, he simply introduced himself: "My name is Yuan Xuan, and I am a disciple of Sanlang Temple. ”

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "My name is Chen Ping'an, and I am from Aquarius. ”

Yuan Xuan smiled, "Actually, listening to your accent, you know that you are from other continents." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Old rivers and lakes." ”

Yuan Xuan was stunned, "Honestly?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Kind words. ”

Yuan Xuan laughed and was happy.

Let's just say, the world's fishing friends are a family, and there are no bad people.

I like to fish since I was a child, and naturally I was brought out by the grandfather who was good at it, and my grandfather said a long time ago that the wise man is happy with water and loves fishing, which is even more commendable, because the wise and clever person is the most difficult to settle, and fishing is the most important word.

The two sides said goodbye.

Yuan Xuan's master and servant of Sanlang Temple followed Du Wensi along the official road to Qinglu Town.

Chen Ping'an went to Tongguan Mountain.

After a while, the mountain moving apes and mountain dogs over there, especially the former, should be taught more about their copper skin and iron bones.

As for the Sanlang Temple where Yuan Xuan is located, Chen Ping'an already knew about it when he checked the customs of Juluzhou in Longquan County, and the Sanlang Temple is the largest weapons shop in Beiju Luzhou, with an excellent reputation and veritable friends all over the world. Of course, the monks of the Sanlang Temple, the most famous, are very capable of fighting.

No wonder.

The young Yuan Xuanhui is so simple and kind-hearted.

It is somewhat similar to Fan Er of the Old Dragon City.

It seems to be similar to Liu Youzhou, who has an ape-ravaged mansion in the inverted hanging mountain.

A disciple of San Lang Temple who can make Zhu Quan, the sect leader of the Phi Ma Sect, pay attention to it, and Du Wensi personally greet him, those mountain spirits in the Ghost Valley, in his eyes, are worthy of words like "big demon" and "fierce"?

In the final analysis, he was still kindly reminding him of Chen Ping'an.

The children of rich families, if everyone is like this, probably the world will be much more peaceful.

It's a pity that the Yellow Crane of Shujian Lake, the prince who met in the border inn of the Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou, and the prince who killed Chen Ping'an on a snowy night and was killed, there are many such powerful children.

Even if you encounter it, you can kill it, you can kill it all, it seems that you can't always kill it, these goods that go to a high position along their respective veins will only spring up like mushrooms after a rain, stubble after stubble, and what the spring breeze blows and grows, it will never be more than the grass.

Is there too few people like Mr. Qi in the world, or must people like Cui Yun exist?

Chen Ping'an walked on the barren path in the mountains, took off the sword raiser, and took a sip, but found that it was the mountain stream water, not wine.

Chen Ping'an glanced back at his back in the sun.

Chen Ping'an toes, flew over the withered yellow thatch, and went straight to Tongguan Mountain.

The mountain-moving great sage, one of the six saints of the Ghost Snake Valley, was born in that Tongguan Mountain, the mountain-moving ape, the body was tempered to be extremely strong, making a pair of meteor hammers.

Yuan Xuan, who parted ways with Chen Ping'an.

When the young man found out that Du Wensi was a kind elder who didn't speak much, he talked more and told Du Wensi all the interesting things he saw along the way.

During this period, Du Wensi turned his head intentionally or unintentionally, and glanced at the back of the young ranger, this young Jin Dan, who was as famous as Yang Lin in the Phi Ma Sect and the Mural City, thoughtfully, there was something in the Greasy City, it was said that he was severely injured by a young sword immortal on the side of the Crow Ridge, Fan Yunluo almost didn't die under the opponent's sword, but it was Pu Yu of the White Cage City who came forward to stop it, so as not to cause a bigger turmoil. I don't know how Yuan Xuan met this person. Seeing that person doesn't look like a monk with an impatient personality, why is he so sharp? It shouldn't have been long after arriving in the Ghost Snake Valley, and he directly alarmed Pu You? If Pu You insists on killing people, no one in the Ghost Snake Valley can stop him, the sect master can't, and the Jade Pu Realm Heroic Spirit in Jingguan City may not be able to.

Pu Yu kills sword cultivation, especially ruthless, and never soft.

Du Wen was a little worried when he thought about the turmoil in recent years and the undercurrents surging between the major cities.

In the dark, the wind and rain are coming.

Du Wensi is already regarded as the Qi practitioner of the Phi Ma Sect who ignores mundane matters outside the cultivation path, and from the sect master to the same sect, he also intends to let him not get involved in it, just break the bottleneck with peace of mind, but now even he is aware of the seriousness of the situation in the Ghost Valley, which can be imagined.

As for Fan Yunluo, who was in the greasy city, declared that he was her brother-in-law, Du Wensi only felt that she couldn't cry or laugh, and admired her for being able to figure out such an idea, so she went.

The path of a cultivator is like a mountain, and all kinds of red dust are passing by, the grass and trees on the mountain are withered, and the mountain stream flows, so there is no need to keep it, so you don't need to care.

Chen Ping'an walked slowly.

The mind drifts away, and the mind is never calm.

This world may not be as good as we think.

But it may not be as bad as we think.

But every "maybe" means accidents and just in case.

Everyone you meet on the road of life may be the dream person of others.

Chen Ping'an understands more and more the mental context of those who are evil.

But he never understood why such a person could live a good life, even better than a good person.

Unconsciously, Chen Ping'an's eyes were deep and quiet.

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The gloom in Chen Ping'an's heart quickly dissipated, he actually just felt a little depressed, when he arrived at the Tongguan Mountain, not to mention the mountain moving ape, even a mountain dog could not touch it.

It is estimated that Du Wensi's previous trip to the wind was too loud, which frightened the spirits and ghosts here.

This made Chen Ping'an a little helpless.

If it is usual, the violent temperament of the mountain moving ape, as long as it smells a little bit of human smell, it should be easy to take the initiative to appear.

Chen Ping'an deliberately didn't go, but most of the day's kung fu passed, and with the cultivation of ordinary martial artists in the Five Realms, he wandered around, but there was still not a single fish to bite the hook.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to rest in a place with a wide field of vision, planning to stay here overnight, and if he didn't react at all night, he would give up and continue on his way.

I don't believe that the six holy demons after that can't touch any of them.

After nightfall, Chen Ping'an lit a bonfire and sat for a night to practice sword furnace stakes.

I had to leave Tongguan Mountain.

On Tongguan Mountain, in a secret cave with a very smelly smell, looking out through a palm-sized hidden window, a silver-backed mountain moving ape who did not choose to transform into a human form, although he walked like a human, but his mouth and face were still very eye-catching.

It beckoned, and a short man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes quickly approached behind him, and the mountain moving ape said hoarsely: "Hurry up and report to the mountain moving great sage and that group of guests, just say that this guy is really here, confirm that it is the guy who made the greasy city plant a big heel." ”

The short man was about to leave along an underground passageway.

The mountain moving ape reminded: "Remember to be smart, choose a hidden route, and would rather take a long detour than bump into the tip of the man's sword to seek death." It's nothing if your kid died, delaying my family's work of moving mountains and sages, and Lao Tzu will stew your nest of rats and rats in a pot. ”

The man flattered: "You will never miss a big thing." ”

The man walked down the tunnel, through a crack in the stone wall far from the cavern, pounced forward, recovered his true form, a huge black rat as big as a dog, and began to run wildly.

Birds have bird paths, and rats have rat paths.

This rat spirit seems to be fat, but in fact it is very vigorous, through the mountains and mountains, fast as thunder, dare not have any stay, all the way to the gallop.

After leaving the boundary of Tongguan Mountain, the rat spirit suddenly disappeared from the ground, and only after about half a burnt incense did it break through the soil from the roots of the tree a mile away, probe the brain, and make sure that no one was following, and then continued to bury his head in the road.

It's just that the rat spirit didn't expect that there was a stranger behind him, who took off the hat, the sword fairy and the sword raiser, and covered his face with a young man's skin.

The rat spirit is cautious enough, but the other party's Taoism seems to be higher.

At noon, carefully crossing the border line bordered by the two great demons, the rat spirit finally came to the top of the mountain that moved the mountain, and after regaining his human form, he sweated like rain and was out of breath.

Although the six great sages are united in the same breath and fight the enemy together, but their husbands and wives and brothers still have to talk to each other, and there is nothing unusual for a little conflict and friction, but it is just that these little minions who are not good at cultivation often become a meal on the plate of a certain great sage grandfather for no reason, after all, they can be cultivated by eating them to a full meal. Especially those half-hung spirits who can't even maintain their human form for too long, it's even more cheap.

The mountain road is open, the rat spirit has reached his own territory, full of courage, just threw up his sleeves to climb the mountain, and found that on the path in the other direction, a familiar figure came, rickety, hunchbacked, swaying, like an old farmer in the countryside who walked unsteadily, the rat spirit was overjoyed, and ran upside down, shouting loudly: "The little one meets the ancestor!"

The old man had a thick linen rope wrapped around his waist, and his feet wore straw sandals, and his appearance was not good, his eyes were squinted, and he seemed to have poor eyesight and ears, so he tilted his head, and opened his voice and asked, "Who are you?"

The rat spirit stretched out his hand to hold the old man's arm, "It's me, I'm from Tongguan Mountain, and I'm still close to the old ancestor." ”

The old man sighed, and did not refuse the courteous support of the rat spirit, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, sniffed, his eyes widened, and the essence was shining, where was there still a little bit of decay and old state, he looked around, and said sharply: "Something is wrong, something is wrong, there is a human smell, it must be a human taste! Good fellow, it is really sneaky, hiding so deeply, I almost blinded me." ”

The rat spirit's legs trembled, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Dare to love yourself all the way, and there is a legendary young sword fairy hanging behind your buttocks?

The old man sighed, "Ran away?"

The old man shouted angrily at the disciple grandson: "You waste! I don't even know if you are stalked about, if the secret agents sent by those dirty things damage our landscape array, you can't afford to pay for a hundred lives!"

The rat spirit was completely weak, sitting on the ground, his face was pale, but fortunately he didn't forget the business and told the matter over there in Tongguan Mountain.

The old man's expression changed.

The half-dead old man in front of him has an amazing identity, he is one of the six saints, and he calls himself a demon hunter.

As a spirit but the old immortal with a demon rope wrapped around his waist, in the demon rope, there are two dragon whiskers of the millennium silver carp of the copper green lake, catching ordinary monsters and ghosts, it is really hand-to-hand, once the enemy is bound, it will be stirred alive every inch of skin, twisted pieces of bones, the old man said that this kind of meat, only chewy, those bits and pieces of oozing blood, only have the taste of wine.

The old man suddenly took off the demon rope and threw it out, twisting it away like a snake, wandering around, and after a while, the lightning swept back, and was held in the old man's hand, "I did run away." ”

The old man drove through the clouds, no longer wandered on foot, and hurried to the cave opened up by the mountain moving ape.

Dozens of miles away, Chen Ping'an, who showed his young face, was sneaking quickly in the mountains and forests.

It's not that I retreated, but I changed my mind temporarily.

Before, I followed the rat spirit to the mountain of the Great Sage, and saw a team from a distance, all of them were spirits, and the five flowers tied up a big living person, who was a thin and thin boy in a green shirt, with his hands and feet tied to a bamboo pole, and was transformed into a complete human minion, carrying a bamboo pole on his shoulder, and walking staggeringly. Poor that weak scholar was so angry that he was angry.

The first spirit, human-like, Confucian costume, vassal elegance, holding a white fracture fan, the fan is painted with a peach blossom, on the chest

Fan slowly.

Followed by a goat-bearded old man, chatting all the way, they had made a special trip to pick up the driver, this peach fan gentleman, is the most trusted right-hand man of his summer lady, often able to kidnap people from the copper stinky city, improve the food for the summer lady.

The old man said, "Gentleman, the reader is really a rarity, the taste must be excellent, how did you catch it?"

The fan-holding spirit was quite complacent, and said slowly: "It took a lot of thought, this stunned young man was playing in the mountains and rivers near the Copper Smelly City, so I went up to chat with him about some poems and songs, and had a good time, and deceived him into walking out of the boundary of the Copper Smelly City, and the slightest trouble will not provoke our mother, even if I notice it afterwards, I will not pay attention to it." ”

The weak scholar said in a trembling voice: "I am a new science and technology scholar hand-picked by Copper Stinky City, you can't eat me, you can't eat it...... If you really want to eat people, I can help, I can help you trick a few more people back, woodcutters in the mountains, or those women who admire my talent, you can ......"

The fan-wielding spirit sneered: "We can also believe the words of our readers? Look, don't you just believe me, what is the result?"

The scholar wept silently.

The very peculiar copper stinky city near Qinglu Town, fish and dragons are mixed, living people and ghosts live in it, and they can also be in peace with each other, compared to the rest of the cities in the Ghost Valley, the copper stinky city is the most stable one, the surrounding area of the copper stinky city, there are few fierce ghosts and ghosts, and the rules in the city are also strict, and it is forbidden to fight.

This is related to the proximity to Qinglu Town, to be precise, it is related to the Zhuquan of the Immortal Master of Yuchi.

And there are more than 20,000 living people in the Yang world, rooted here from generation to generation, in the early years, it was a group of exiled monks who were destroyed by the sect fled here, and paid a large amount of fairy money with the copper stinky city, and were able to multiply, hundreds of years later, many heirs settled in the city with peace of mind, and then there were continuous scattered cultivators gathered in the copper stinky city, similar to the common people near the head of the fairy mountain, and the ghosts and demons in the city coexisted, both sides are accustomed to it.

It's just that most of the living people near the Copper Stink City do not live long, often half a hundred years old, even if they are old and long-lived, and the secular women in the Copper Stink City, even if they do not have the slightest cultivation qualifications, are still bright and moving, very stunning, but their faces wither very quickly, often after the age of twenty-five, they show signs of old and yellow, which is deplorable.

Every year, the copper stinky city will select a group of beautiful girls who are about the prime of their cardamom years, and after being carefully trained by Mama Xi, they will be sent to other cities to serve as concubines and maidservants in the mansions of powerful femininities, as a means of wooing.

The city lord of Copper Stinky City has a sister who is not even younger than him, and on the fifteenth day of the first month of every month, she has the joy of throwing money at the head of the city, which is occasionally mixed with one or two small summer coins.

There is also a Jinluan Palace in the Copper Smelly City, there is a small court, the city lord has sealed more than 100 civil and military generals in one go, and the six yamen are complete, although the sparrow is small, the five organs are complete.

A court meeting is held every ten years, and there is a good appearance.

There is also the imperial examination, but there is no township examination, only the palace examination, after all, there are so many people in the copper stinky city, and there are very few people who are coarse and literate.

The younger sister of the city lord, she proclaimed herself the official title of "Prime Minister of the Dotted School", and was personally responsible for the examination questions and marking the papers.

The fan-wielding spirit of the self-proclaimed "gentleman" chatted with the goat-bearded old man about the lively events in the north of the Ghost Valley.

This fan-wielding spirit who went out on a long trip heard some gossip from the side of Copper Smelly City, the content was very exaggerated, but it was spread with a nose and eyes.

He originally planned to see the summer lady show off again, but the mountain road was long and too dull, so he said, "It is said that there are two foreign female cultivators who are so spiritual, one of them is very likely to be the deer riding goddess on the side of the mural city, they took a ferryboat, they didn't know whether they were dead or alive, and dared to go straight to Jingguan City, the momentum was too strong, and there was no city lord who dared to stop them along the way in the early stage." It wasn't until it was close to Jingguan City that a city took the initiative to use the heavy weapon to defend the city, swishing, and rushed out at least one hundred and eighty flying swords. ”

The goat-bearded old man was shocked: "Good girl, if it were us, we would have made it into a sieve." ”

"Just you? Every time people use a salvo of sword beds, do you know how much fairy money is consumed? ”

The fan-holding spirit laughed and said: "Getting back to the point, at the last moment, I never thought of an ugly-looking flower messenger, claiming to be Zhou Fei, as his name suggests, he looks quite unbearable, but his ability is great, and he directly casts a big net, and it is rumored that the guy himself said that the net is made of thousands of snowflakes. Anyway, they took away the flying swords, buzzing, like a bag of mosquitoes and flies. The city side is unwilling, and the flying sword has gone again, guess what?"

A minion grinned and said, "Run away, what else can you do." ”

The fan-holding spirit kicked it away, kicked it out a few feet away, and then said to himself: "The ugly man shook out a net again, it was exactly the same, it was still a magic weapon piled up with fairy money, and he said that he had no other skills, and he was afraid of his ability to make money while lying down." Such a man is also a little ugly, otherwise I would have wanted to pee on his head. ”

The demons were in an uproar.

I just feel like I'm listening to a book from heaven.

The old man with the goat's beard asked softly: "What happened to the future? On the side of Jingguan City, is the fight more severe? The two sides fought hard and broke the net, and they died together, that is the best!"

"Old sheep, you look like you have a fight with that week's fat, but you still want to be beautiful, this is not good, you have to change it. ”

After the fan-wielding spirit teased, he felt a little regretful, "It's nothing later, and many vassal cities in the north of Jingguan City will begin to be under martial law, and there will be no leakage to our south, and there will be only so much news about the copper stinky city." Alas, those two little ladies, most of them are sheep into the tiger's mouth, no matter how powerful that ugly monster's magic weapon is, can it have the cultivation of the city lord of Jingguan City?"

Chen Ping'an followed from afar.

A little puzzled, why did Jiang Shangzhen return to Beiju Luzhou, and still have to join hands with the deer-riding goddess who walked out of the picture scroll to break into the Jingguan City of the Ghost Valley?

Could it be that after the deer-riding goddess hit a wall at the swaying river ferry, she turned her head and chose Jiang Shangzhen as the master?

As for the other fellow nun, who is it?

And no matter what, not to mention that you can't control it if you want to, if it is really Jiang Shangzhen who makes a move and entangles with Jingguan City, it will be a real fairy fight.

Let's meet this summer lady for a while.

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In the deep stream halfway up Baojing Mountain, Yang Chongxuan sat by the water, bored, rubbing his cheeks, waiting for the rabbit here for many years, it was really a little boring.

After the opportunity is obtained, you must go to the north for a walk, preferably on that mountain, and have a few fights with people.

has not shown up for a long time, and the power of another pseudonym has been suppressed by many rising stars.

Yang Chongxuan scratched his head again, he was used to baldness a few years ago, and he was really a little uncomfortable.

Although staying here is also considered a practice, as long as there is nothing to do, going to the water to take a bath can be used to boil the soul, but it is still much worse than when the volcano was used to temper the body. What's more, his temperament has never been willing to be restrained, if it weren't for the death order issued by the family, his mother would have moved out of filial piety to suppress him, otherwise Yang Chongxuan would not be willing to go on this trip, and hand it over to the baby brother who is steady, not low-level, and very famous, isn't it better? Besides, even if he got the Sanshan Mirror, the family would not have to hand it over to his younger brother to refine it into a natal object in the end.

It's not that he doesn't have a grudge about this, he can't see that his younger brother is better, but it's too boring to stay in Baojing Mountain, where birds don't shit, which is also one of the reasons why the old fox in Xishan can be alive and kicking.

Yang Chongxuan grabbed it casually, casually, grabbed a handful of stones from the snow-white stone cliff, grabbed it in the palm of his hand, broke it into many stones, and was gently thrown into the water by him.

He and the famous brother, the two brothers, are just at odds, but they are far from turning against each other.

He, who is an elder brother, can't get used to seeing his younger brother being old and nerdy since he was a child. The one who is the younger brother doesn't like his brother getting into trouble everywhere when he is a child.

If the sibling identities are reversed, there may be a lot less trouble.

His mother knew this, he accidentally came out of his mother's womb first, as long as he could do it, he would definitely climb back quickly.

Yang Chongxuan sighed, looked up to the north, and complained loudly: "My mother, alas, when is this hard day a head?"

On the other side, a burly young man ran out of the woods, holding a large pile of wild fruits picked from other mountains in his arms, and shouted, "Brother Yang, do you want to kiss your mother too?"

Yang Chongxuan held his cheeks, too lazy to speak, he was very tired every day.

The man jumped over the deep stream, landed beside Yang Chongxuan, and handed over a wild fruit, "Brother Yang, this thing is crunchy, and the thief is delicious." ”

Yang Chongxuan took the wild fruit that looked like a white pear, gnawed it, and said vaguely: "Wei Gaowu, does your sister have any Ruyi Langjun who is secretly in love?"

It turned out that this burly man with a handful of fruits was the youngest son of the old fox in Xishan, the younger brother of Wei Taizhen, the umbrella-holding fox charm, Wei Gaowu, as for the two names, naturally they were not the original names of their sisters and brothers.

Wei Gaowu shook his head and said: "Naturally not, my sister's vision is high, look, she doesn't even like Brother Yang, I guess my sister is destined to be an old girl who can't marry in this life." ”

Yang Chongxuan stopped asking.

This stupid big guy who seems to be stupid and stupid, among the mountain spirits in the area of Baojing Mountain, is used to being bullied, and he is a minion who carries a flag and patrols the mountains, and he can yell at him, if he is not really handsome, it is estimated that he will have to wash his butt every day.

But Wei Gaowu is actually not stupid.

It can even be said that he is the smartest one in a family of three.

Smart enough to guess his sister's ultimate fate may not be so good.

What can be done, Wei Gaowu has done it, what should not be done, not a single one.

But it still can't change his sister's ending.

Yang Chongxuan was very curious, when that day came, could Wei Gaowu continue to pretend to be stupid, would he be desperate? Or would he endure humiliation and bear the burden, lingering in the Ghost Snake Valley, struggling hard, hoping to take revenge on himself in the future?

This is also Yang Chongxuan's way to relieve boredom, it's quite interesting to think about these little things about yourself and other people's big tragedies.

Yang Chongxuan took another wild fruit, wiped it with his tattered sleeves, and asked casually, "What did Fanlang City say?"

Wei Gaowu smiled and said: "After the last time the city lord talked to Brother Yang, I saw him at the broken temple, and praised me for being a blessed person to be able to meet a hero like Brother Yang, and invited me to Fanlang City as a guest." ”

Yang Chongxuan said with a smile: "This shows that the city lord of Fan Lang City is a good talker. ”

Wei Gaowu grinned, "What I know, in fact, is still stained with Brother Yang's light." Otherwise, the lord of the city accidentally glanced at me, and he would have dirty eyes. ”

Yang Chongxuan asked, "Are there any interesting things happening in other places recently?"

Wei Gaowu is a guy who helps errands to find out the news, this fox spirit's courage seems to be smaller than the eye of a needle, and he may not have been angry in his life, but in fact, it is not small, the nearby mountains, Fanlang City, and even Lanmu Town, he dares to go. However, of course, what Wei Gaowu came into contact with would only be the ghosts, spirits, and wild cultivators at the bottom of the Ghost Valley. Yang Chongxuan can fully imagine Wei Gaowu's lowly appearance with everyone on weekdays bowing his head and smiling.

Wei Gaowu nodded and said: "Yes, I just went to Lanmu Town, and I heard that there was a fight on the side of the mountain, and there was a fight recently, that Brother Yang, you are particularly annoyed by his Liu Jinglong, and a handsome foreign Taoist aunt who was a thief and a handsome foreigner, fought upside down in that mountain. ”

Yang Chongxuan said: "Liu Jinglong is actually willing to fight with others? And he still chose the most conspicuous place like Tuo Lishan? How many tricks did Liu Jinglong use to kill the other party?"

Wei Gaowu said softly: "Both were defeated, both of them were dying, they fell in a pool of blood, and they couldn't get up after lying for a long time, and in the end, Liu Jinglong narrowly won, because he was the first to stand up, and that Dao Gu was a little slower." ”

Yang Chongxuan frowned.

That Liu Jinglong is more famous than his younger brother.

Beiju Luzhou, where everyone is competitive, likes to rank the most, whether it is up or down the mountain, and it is precisely because of this that the fight is even more fierce.

Taoist Heavenly Monarch Xie Shi is outside the top of the mountain.

There are also ten young handsome people, including Liu Jinglong, and Yang Chongxuan's younger brother ranks ninth.

Liu Jinglong ranked third.

This person is also known as the land dragon of Beiju Luzhou, one of the ten people on the top of the mountain of Yizhou in the future.

Yang Chongxuan annoyed him because of a private competition when he was a teenager, and he couldn't break a simple formation of the other party.

You must know that Liu Jinglong is a sword cultivator, not a formation master.

And what makes this guy more annoying than his younger brother is that Liu Jinglong likes to be reasonable the most, not those high-minded and empty talk and metaphysics, but the lowest and shallowest truth, so it makes Yang Chongxuan suffocate internal injuries even more.

Yang Chongxuan said with a smile: "After this battle, Qionglin Sect earned a lot of silver. ”

Wei Gaowu asked curiously, "Brother Yang, what kind of sect is the Qionglin Sect?"

Yang Chongxuan said: "The copper stinky city in your Ghost Valley can be regarded as making money, if you see the Qionglin Sect, you have to kneel and kowtow to recognize your ancestors." ”

Wei Gaowu looked a little dazed, honestly holding those wild fruits, squatting beside Yang Chongxuan, and looking into the distance.

Yang Chongxuan said: "There are mountains outside the mountains, there are heavens outside the sky, but the fists are not hard, no matter where you Wei Gaowu goes, you are just Wei Gaowu of the Ghost Valley, except for being taller and having a high character in the name, the rest are not tall." There's nothing to look forward to outside, so you might as well stay in the Ghost Valley and live a good life. ”

Wei Gaowu shouted softly, "Brother Yang." ”

Yang Chongxuan patted the big man on the shoulder, "Get out." ”

Wei Gaowu sighed heavily, put the wild fruit in his arms aside, jumped over the mountain stream, and left, reaching the edge of the dense forest on the opposite bank, the stupid big man did not forget to turn his head and wave goodbye.

Yang Chongxuan stretched out his palm, opened his mouth lightly and spit out, a little more scarlet juice the size of a grain of rice appeared in his palm, Yang Chongxuan shook his head with a smile, he was still not smart enough.

I don't even know whether I am a qi practitioner or a pure martial artist, so I dare to play these juggling tricks?

However, this Wei Gaowu must not be able to guess the truth even if he is killed, even if he is given two chances.

Is it a qi practitioner?

Is it pure martial arts?

Because Yang Chongxuan is both, and both are extremely accomplished.

This is thanks to the battle with Liu Jinglong at the beginning, when the two were both the same age and half friends.

In that fight, Liu Jinglong may not have cared, but it made Yang Chongxuan, who had a loose temperament, a different person.

Yang Chongxuan is a pseudonym.

The "Yang Jinshan" who walks the rivers and lakes is also.

It's just that the name Yang Chongxuan, it is estimated that no one cares, but on the Luzhou Mountain in Beiju, the ranger Yang Jinshan, and the nickname Yang Tuzi, are famous, far more famous than his real name.

His younger brother, who was also born with Taoism, was born with a relationship with water, and his elder brother was born with a relationship with the mountain.

So Baojingshan, the family still let him come.

Can you pull out this kind of fucking bullshit reason?

What is this bottomless stream in front of you?

Yang Chongxuan clapped his palms and fell back, in addition to the reason for being a bastard, there is also a mysterious saying.

The younger brother who is close to the water is very likely to encounter a life-threatening battle in Baojing Mountain, which will be very dangerous.

Yang Chongxuan was bored, in this Ghost Valley, unless it was the city lord of Jingguan City and that Pu Bone Shelf who lost his mind and went crazy, what danger could his younger brother have? This younger brother is not a soft persimmon, loach-like, ordinary Yuan Baby, where can he catch him, a guy who is good at saving his life and is the best at running away.

Phi Ma Zong Zhuquan is not stupid, maybe he will help him protect one or two, Xiao Xuandu Guan and the two worldly masters of the Great Yuanyue Temple are not the masters of trouble, especially the little Xuandu Guan, maybe he will add his younger brother's blue eyes, isn't it another big good fate?

Along with that proverb, as well as these Shinto sayings, he felt bored.

Yang Chongxuan suddenly remembered the young ranger wearing a hat for no reason.

It can be seen that he is actually a person all the way.

However, Yang Chongxuan didn't have any thoughts of competition at that time.

The opportunity is coming.

More things are better than less, this old saying, we still have to listen to it.

Could it be this person?

Yang Chongxuan began to think deeply, pinched the trick with both hands, calculated silently, and deduced the matter, although he learned perfunctory, but compared to ordinary masters, he still had to be better, after all, he had a family history.

Just a moment later, Yang Chongxuan fell back and began to sleep with his eyes closed, "It's about my, I still sleep on the third pole of the high day, regardless of the sorrow of the world." ”

Yang Chongxuan muttered: "I still envy that fire dragon real person, I also practice when I wake up, and I also practice when I sleep." I don't know if there are similar immortal techniques in the world, if there is, I must steal it and learn it. ”

A mellow voice sounded beside Yang Chongxuan, "There is nature, one is in Liuxiazhou, and he can sleep at night to realize the Tao, so his cultivation is a way to get twice the result with half the effort, and now this person has come to Beiju Luzhou, if the poor road is not wrong, it is this person who got the opportunity to hang the picture of the goddess of the inkstone in the mural city." ”

"As for the other person, the cause and effect happened to have something to do with a certain ancestor in the vein of the poor Dao, so I knew that he was born in the Lizhu Cave of Aquarius, but now he is already in Nanpo Suozhou, and he can practice swords in daydreams, as long as he does not die unexpectedly, the avenue can be expected. It's just that between these two people, sooner or later there will be a battle for the avenue. ”

Yang Chongxuan didn't open his eyes, and said with a smile: "It turned out that the master of the audience was here, why, is it that I and a junior are competing for the opportunity? ”

An old Taoist sat cross-legged near Yang Chongxuan, without the slightest aura, but as soon as his mind moved, the deep stream mist had already condensed into a futon on its own.

It is the old master of the little Xuandu Temple.

The old Taoist didn't answer Yang Chongxuan's somewhat rude question, but just looked at the deep stream and said with emotion: "Looking at this water again, you will still feel that the creation is infinite and incredible. ”

Yang Chongxuan sat up and sighed, "I never thought that I would have a day to rely on my family background to be a little at ease." ”

The old Taoist smiled: "My father and mother have great ability, that is, they have great ability to reincarnate, this is not a shameful thing, why should little Taoist friends be so worried." ”

Yang Chongxuan grinned and said: "Viewer, say it in advance, I just ask you not to compete with me for the opportunity of this treasure mirror, as for any good things to teach the Tao and form a good fate, my brother may not refuse to come, as for my side, the viewer will not do it, I will not accept it." ”

The old Taoist laughed heartily, "Poor Dao thinks you are better than your brother."

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Yang Chongxuan hugged the back of his head with both hands, "It's a good thing to praise people." ”

The largest dynasty in the middle of Beiju Luzhou, there is a Chongxuan Bureau, which is in charge of many famous teachings in Kyoto, the accounts of Taoist priests and the affairs of Zhaijiao, and then there is the pedigree of the temple and all the monks.

And the person in charge of the Chongxuan Bureau, surnamed Yang, is not only a national teacher of a country, but also has a Yunxiao Palace, and his ancestors have produced three monks from the Upper Five Realms, but they have all passed away one after another.

Yunxiao Palace is a jungle of Taoist descendants, similar to the Heavenly Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain.

The power is so great and the heritage is so deep that it is unimaginable.

Among the younger generation, there are two young handsome people, who are a pair of siblings, and they are both known as natural Taoists at a young age.

One was Xie Shi, who was the Heavenly Monarch, because Xie Shi could not accept apprentices, and young people could not apprentice, but Xie Shi still taught him Taoism. The other one, although he is an elder brother, likes to travel everywhere when he is young, and the dragon sees the beginning but not the end. It is said that he was born with a heavy pupil, which not only took advantage of the early birth, but also had one more vision than his younger brother, and should have been the future head of the family who was justified, but unfortunately his temperament was too loose, and the family's persuasion was fruitless, so he let it go.

With the passage of time, the former has vaguely become the inevitable candidate for the next minister of Yuyi in the Chongxuan Agency. The latter, overshadowed by his brother's enormous reputation, became more and more obscure.

The old Taoist raised his head and looked into the distance, it should be the side of the archway building at the entrance of the Ghost Snake Valley, and then his eyes shifted to the direction of Lan Musk Town, and said with a smile: "This time I came to tell you that the opportunity has come." ”

Yang Chongxuan was unmoved, "Why did the Lord come to me to talk to me about this?"

The old Taoist looked solemn and said slowly: "Poor Dao calculated a hexagram before, and it turned out to be a hexagram of murder, but blessing and misfortune depend on each other, which makes Poor Dao a little restless. Between the heart and the avenue, there is a trace of flaw. In the end, I gave up my choice to others, and at this time, I was relieved and kept my heart, but I was also stunned, as if I had passed by chance. ”

Yang Chongxuan sneered and said: "The implication is that the Guanzhu wants to borrow a knife to kill people? I am clean and clean, let me be this urgent vanguard, and I am wronged? Even the Guanzhu hesitates to kill the person, even if I can kill, the price is huge, and my little arm and thin legs can afford it?"

The old Taoist shook his head, "You are not a natural Dao species among the three veins in the Qing Yin World, how rare you are. Poor Dao will leave the Little Xuandu Temple and tell you this. ”

The old Taoist stood up, "It's good to do it yourself." ”

Yang Chongxuan suddenly asked: "I have something I don't understand, and I hope that the Lord will solve my doubts." ”

The old Taoist nodded: "But it doesn't hurt to say it." ”

Yang Chongxuan asked: "The people who need to understand reason the most are precisely the ones who can't listen to reason." Those who are willing to listen to reasoning do not need those reasoning very much. What to do?"

The old Taoist smiled: "This is a question that the Confucian protégé should think about and think about, as for you, thinking about one more thought is also a burden, so why bother yourself." There are so many mediocre people in the world who disturb themselves and enjoy themselves, why do you wake them up from their dreams? Scolding you for being noisy is considered to be good-tempered. Those who are small-minded will regard you as an enemy. So, are they stupid, or are we stupid?"

Yang Chongxuan smiled dumbly, stood up, and shook his sleeves very seriously, which was an unprecedented joke, "Thank you for solving your doubts." ”

Yang Chongxuan immediately blurted out a heartfelt sentence: "Dao cultivation is just seeking truth." ”

The old Taoist showed a look of admiration, nodded slightly, and disappeared in a flash.

After Yang Chongxuan came back to his senses, he spread his hands and clenched his fists, "The strong open the way, overcome thorns and thorns, and the weak blindly obey, and be at peace with what happens." ”

He rubbed his chin with his palm, and after a while, he held back for a long time, holding back his laughter, a little hard.

That question, where would he care, is actually the most difficult crux of Liu Jinglong over the years.

But Xiao Xuanduguan's answer to the old Taoist was unexpected, and it was indeed worthy of a great gift from him.

Returning to the peach forest, the old Taoist did not rush to the Taoist temple.

Walking under the peach tree, the old Taoist kept looking up at the sky.

The young ranger refused to come in for tea no matter what, but it was still not over.

Therefore, the old Taoist will ask the friend and the old monk if he needs to keep the cup of thousand-year-old peach berry tea.

In fact, this kind of thing, where does Xiao Xuanduguan need an old monk and an outsider to decide?

And the old monk only said four words at that time, and if he said too much, he would lose it.

This made the old Taoist realize that he immediately woke up.

After finally making a decision, the old Taoist priest returned to the innocent state of mind like stopping water, but the more he deduced, the more he felt that it was wrong, with his current cultivation, he was the city lord of Jingguan City in the Ghost Snake Valley, and if he wanted to fight to the death, it would not let him mess up his Dao heart in the slightest. The old Taoist used the only natal supernatural power that dared to be said to be the only one in the world, and spent a lot of true yuan, enough to destroy Jiazi's cultivation, so that he was able to perform the ancient gods' technique of looking up at the heavens and the earth, and finally he found the clues.

At both ends of a line, one end is on He Xiaoliang, who is in Jingguancheng, and the other is on the young man.

This is strange enough, but what is even more terrifying is the line behind, starting with He Xiaoliang, that line leaves the Bone Beach Ghost Snake Valley and goes straight to the Beiju Luzhou Tianmu, as if it is involved with someone in another world!

This made the old Taoist who already had an innocent body, and after putting away his supernatural powers, he was sweating profusely.

There is a lot of hatred in my heart.

Who is He Xiaoliang's disciple? Why was a foreign female cultivator of Aquarius able to rise so rapidly in Beiju Luzhou, and with the full support of Heavenly Monarch Xie Shi, she successfully established a sect?

The old Taoist looked up angrily, and he couldn't wait to kill the world immediately, go to Bai Yujing, and ask the master for an explanation.

Once you follow the hexagram to kill someone, the fortune may not be fake.

But you Lu Shen and I are a puppet, a dog who goes to the gate of another yard and wags his tail and begs for mercy?!

The world is green.

Bai Yujing.

A young Taoist priest sat lazily on the white jade gan, and under his feet was a sea of clouds of different heights, all of which were a sea of vast spiritual energy, and he smiled and said: "The big and small Xuandu views have good means. ”

Previously, he had been tilting his head, twisting a thin line with his fingers, and listening with his ears up, intermittently, very vaguely, and not really hearing.

This thread is something he doesn't even want to touch with his own hands.

At this moment he sat up straight, flicked his fingers, and cut the thread at will.

It was originally a little trick to follow the vine and touch the melon, it was really not that he had bad intentions, that kid is now dead or alive, a blessing or a curse, he is not going to wade into troubled waters, but He Xiaoliang has something, she dared to assert herself, and she did it very unpleasantly, not to mention the mud and water, she herself was not aware of the consequences, so the little Xuandu view of the calf's nose was wronged and he was sunk. This account is recorded on the head of the Xuandu Guan in his own world, and when he turns around, he will go over there to splash and roll, and if he doesn't seek justice for a day, he will scold the street over there for a day.

Lu Shen rubbed his chin and said to himself: "But my little disciple is really blessed, and before he really made a move, he almost killed that kid inexplicably." ”

A young man whose Dao robe and Dao crown were not in the original three veins of the Dao Ancestor came to Lu Shen's side and asked, "Third Senior Brother, is there something new?"

Lu Shen turned around and touched the young man's head, "Little junior brother, you must fight for it, don't let me, the little senior brother, lose to the surname Qi again, the little senior brother holds the most grudges, do you know?"

The young man's smile was stiff, and when he saw Lu Shen's playful smile, he immediately turned his head and ran away.

But in this world, in this Bai Yujing, where can the boy run.

Sure enough, he seemed to be grabbed by the back collar by a palm and thrown directly into the sea of clouds outside Bai Yujing, not only that, but also imprisoned all the aura for that little senior brother.

Several immortals immediately flew out from all over Bai Yujing, trying to catch this new junior uncle with a venerable status.

Lu Shen slapped one by one and knocked those immortals away.

The boy fell in a hurry,

A Flying Ascension Realm monk who temporarily served as the guardian of the young man, gritted his teeth, and was about to snatch his head to save people, did he really want to watch the young man fall to the ground?

Purely relying on the flesh alone, even if the Jade Pu Realm falls, it will have to become a puddle of flesh.

Those seas of clouds are no ordinary thing.

Dao Ancestor can naturally save this closed disciple, and Lu Zhangjiao can also do it, but isn't he, the Dao protector, reduced to the laughing stock of the whole world?

Lu Shen glanced coldly at the Flying Ascension Realm.

The latter immediately distracted, and hurriedly stood with his hands tied to stabilize his mind.

Just as the boy was about to fall to the ground, two large holes were broken in the canopy almost at the same time, and the momentum was huge and shocking.

Then two rays of rainbow light smashed towards Bai Yujing's side.

Although the two holes quickly filled on their own.

But in that instant, several shadows quickly flowed into the Qing Nether World, all deliberately bypassing Bai Yujing and trying to hide.

Lu Shen's face was expressionless, and he stretched out his finger and counted.

In the direction of those shadows frantically fleeing, a thousand-foot-tall golden-armored god appeared out of thin air, shattering the shadows one by one.

Lu Shen jumped lightly, and in an instant, he came to the feet of Bai Yujing.

The boy hovered a foot above the ground, his hands and feet stiff, and all thoughts were empty.

Lu Shen squatted down and said slowly: "The Dao protector is an external object, the identity of the Dao Ancestor disciple is an external object, and his life and death are still external objects." ”

The teenager with sweat oozing from his forehead nodded.

Lu Shen pressed the young man's head and pressed it down gently, and a living disciple of Dao Ancestor suddenly turned into a puddle of meat mud.

Lu Shen smiled and said, "If you don't really die once, how can you really know ...... Dao?"

A tall middle-aged Taoist appeared beside Lu Shen, waved his sleeves, and after enveloping all the young man's souls into his sleeves, he frowned and said, "That's how you are a senior brother?"

Lu Shen smiled: "It's better than you were back then." ”

Gao Daoren shook his head, stomped his feet, rose from the ground, and went to the highest place in Bai Yujing.

Lu Shen suddenly strangled the neck with his arm, the gray-faced guy should not be tall, he had to stand on his heels slightly, and he was not unfamiliar with this Lu Zhangjiao, and asked with a hippie smile: "How is this punch on my side? ”

Lu Shen nodded and said, "The demeanor is still the same." ”

The man's arm was weighted, causing Lu Shen to lean back slightly, and the man squinted and asked, "There is an old account, let's calculate it?"

Lu Shen smiled and said: "Outside the sky, I won't go, fight here, you don't have a sword, and you can't hurt me." Besides, how many fairies in Bai Yujing are looking at the two of us at this time. ”

Only then did the man let go of his arm, and Lu Shen patted his sleeve, a little helpless.

The man was facing Bai Yujing's height, staring at it with wide eyes, and suddenly lowered his head and spat on his palm, rubbed his palms together, and then raised his hands high, and stroked his hair fiercely from the front to the back.

He felt that if he had a mirror in his hand at this time, it would probably explode on the spot.

He coughed a few times, moistened his throat, and was about to speak.

Lu Shen said helplessly: "No need to introduce yourself, Bai Yujing knows your name is Ah Liang." ”

The man was still serious and introduced himself to the fairies of Bai Yujing: "Good good." ”

Lu Shen smiled and asked, "Since you insist that you are a swordsman, what about your sword?"

The man asked rhetorically, "Does a swordsman have to have a sword?"

He asked himself: "I don't think so." ”

Lu Shen nodded and said: "Heaven and earth have chivalrous spirit, that is, the place where the sword is released." I know what you think, if it happens, it will be spectacular. ”

It's not tall, and it's ...... good-looking. In fact, the man who was just like that, he also stomped his feet and rose from the ground, but instead of going to Bai Yujing to find the second Dao, he opened the canopy of heaven and returned to the sky.

Lu Shen stood with his hands in his hands, looking up, unwilling to retract his gaze for a long time.

There are always some people, friend or foe, who will be admired by others.

At this point, this Ah Liang actually has to do better than himself and Qi Jingchun.

Lu Shen suddenly remembered something and smiled.

Probably the Lady of Qingshen Mountain in the Bamboo Sea Cave Heaven may not think so.

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The summer lady's cave house was built in a place called Peeling Mountain, which is not high, and it is not a good feng shui treasure.

She was the weakest of the six saints, but for some reason, the Peeling Mountain always stood tall in the Ghost Snake Valley.

On the other hand, the great sage who moved mountains not only had strong soldiers and horses, but his own cultivation was much higher than her.

The Great Sage of Mountain Moving is a mountain-moving ape with impure blood, although it is only five hundred years old, but with a naturally strong physique, he likes to fight with ghosts or qi practitioners in close quarters, and he also bought a pair of manna armor with a very high rank, and has a pair of meteor hammers with huge killing power, like a tiger with wings.

The vigilance of the peeling mountain is sparse, and the spirits are piled up in twos and threes, busy gambling money, and they are very distracted.

However, there are three extremely ingenious serial mountain and water prohibitions in the peeling mountain, although it is not a big mountain protection array, but as long as outsiders sneak in rashly, it is easy to trigger and alarm the entire peeling mountain.

The mansion hangs the plaque of "Guanghan Palace", but it is built to be splendid, not cold at all, very festive and rich, it should have spent a lot of fairy money, and a lot of laurel trees are planted inside and out, but they are not rare and exotic.

On the other side of the backyard, a woman with a graceful posture and a pitted face stood on the steps, she was dressed in a graceful and luxurious palace dress, and after seeing the scholar hanging on the bamboo pole, her eyes lit up, her cheeks bulged, and she fell together, she wiped her saliva, laughed and trembled, and before the fan-wielding spirit who had already prepared the wording invited half a sentence, she was driven away along with all the obstructive minions.

The bamboo pole was placed on the ground, and the scholar's posture was extremely awkward, lying on the ground, his wrist strangulation marks were already bruised, he spoke with difficulty, and his voice trembled: "Summer Lady?"

The woman squatted down and reached out to caress the weak scholar's face, her eyes were confused, "It's been a long time since I've seen such a handsome man, it's so good." Little brother, relax, I'm a woman who will hurt people, don't listen to the rumors outside, what summer lady likes to stir-fry, don't like steaming bastard words, my way of eating people, the most ecstasy, men have to like it very much, I peel off the mountain, where is what Longtan Tiger's Den, it is really a happy blessed land for your men. ”

Between the words, the woman couldn't help herself, spit out a strange long tongue that was extremely long and wide, and the corners of her mouth were even more salivating and dripping on the scholar's face.

The scholar wanted to cry without tears.

seemed to be frightened, and then looked at her in a daze.

The summer lady smiled charmingly: "What do you see? Don't be anxious, after helping you untie up, you and I will go to the mandarin duck couch together, and I will show you everything." ”

The scholar said slowly: "You toad, you don't blow the conch, it's really a Moon Palace seed, it's worth the trip." ”

The woman was stunned for a moment.

In an instant, black smoke billowed and surged into the sky, enveloping the summer lady, and after a sharp and miserable wail, she soon fell silent, only a large pool of blood bloomed like a flower on the ground.

After a while, it turned into a scholar squatting on the ground, and the summer lady was lying on the ground, leaving only a pair of white bones.

The scholar's mouth was full of blood, and he didn't wipe it, he burped, stretched out his palm and dipped it in some blood, turned his head to look at the wall, and asked with a smile: "Have you seen enough of the excitement?"

Rao is Chen Ping'an was taken aback.

It is not uncommon for spirits and ghosts to harm people, and it is common for foxes to tease and seduce scholars.

But the "scholar" eats demons, which is the first time Chen Ping'an has seen it.

Chen Ping'an squatted on the wall, his sword raising gourd had been re-hung on his waist, and asked: "This summer lady who cultivates as a mediocre person obviously has a big backer, and it won't be the rest of the big demons, aren't you afraid at all?"

The scholar smiled: "Didn't you just come to be a substitute for the dead ghost?"

Chen Ping'an also smiled: "Is it okay to talk a little bit about the morality of the rivers and lakes?"

The fifteenth day of the first month of the sword raising gourd swept out, and instead of pestering the scholar, he directly submerged into the land.

Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, Fan Yunluo's chariot escaped, which made Chen Ping'an remember it vividly.

Both sides were silent at the same time.

The scholar should be afraid of this young sword immortal's sword, will it be faster than his own unique technique.

Chen Ping'an was afraid that he would run too fast, so he would disappear, how could this account be calculated?

As for being framed by this guy, it doesn't matter, the trouble in the back, what to pick up, I came here to experience, it was too comfortable, Chen Ping'an was not used to it. If you really can't do it, use the golden material shrinking talisman, cooperate with the sword fairy, temporarily escape from the Ghost Snake Valley, wait until you find out the general details of the other party, and then enter the Ghost Snake Valley, use the stupid method of cutting meat with a blunt knife, and grind it slowly, it depends on whose patience is better.

Chen Ping'an and the scholar spoke almost at the same time, and they coincidentally stopped at the same time.

The scholar wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "You say first, Sword Immortal, I have the most respect in my life." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "You say it first, you scholars are more expensive." ”

The scholar looked surprised, "Let's just consume it like this?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It's good if you're happy." ”

The scholar watched as the guy had an extra long sword in his hand, sat on the ground with his buttocks, waved his sleeves, and the blood was gathered into a round ball, lingering around him, slowly spinning, and then he asked tentatively: "Since you talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes, then I will also talk about harmony and wealth?"

Chen Ping'an asked, "How do you make money?"

The scholar pointed to the outside of the high wall, and said with a righteous attitude: "Isn't there still a five-headed monster, unlike this summer lady with a shabby family, the rest are all rich." Let's brothers work together, and together we will eliminate harm for the people!"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The scholar suddenly scolded: "Good uncle, your murderous aura is well hidden, but your sword almost has a mouth, shouting at Lao Tzu to kill him!"

Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes.

The scholar got up slowly, looking indifferent.

Although it was the first time he had met this young ranger whose deeds had spread all over the southern part of the Ghost Snake Valley.

So it won't be clear that Chen Ping'an at this moment will make everyone who is familiar with him, whether they are friends or enemies, feel strange.

But the scholar knows one thing.

This guy is so murderous.

It actually overwhelmed the sword qi of that sword!

The scholar thinks it's okay, it's better to let go of your hands and feet to fight.

Killing people and seizing treasures, seeking wealth and danger, he has gambled with great luck in his life, and he has never lost!

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, shook his head, then raised his hand and patted his heart, and said with a bright smile: "I'm sorry, I'm faint from blood." ”

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