There are mountains hanging upside down between heaven and earth.

The peaks point to the waters of the South China Sea.

Chen Ping'an sat on the head of the ancestral laurel branch, looking at the shocking picture infatuatedly, it was from here that Miss Ning set off and traveled the world.

I heard that Po Suo Zhou is the nearest continent, I wonder if Liu Xianyang will come here to have a look in the future?

Osmanthus Island is far from entering the real inverted hanging mountain boundary, there is still about half a day's voyage, the ferries come and go all around, there are big turtles with monuments, crystal clear mussel shells float on the sea, the Kun boat that is more huge than the Jiao Mountain slowly lowers the height, there is a sea of colored clouds, there are countless magpies clustered under the bottom of the clouds, there are rows of cranes and blue birds dragging a high-rise building, Osmanthus Island is in it, not surprised at all.

Chen Ping'an suddenly turned around and looked down.

I saw the young woman again, with a graceful figure and a beautiful face, wearing a beaded hairpin on her head, wearing a dress, and a ribbon around her waist......

But Chen Ping'an had a little numb scalp and felt uncomfortable. This feeling is more straightforward than seeing Liu Chicheng wearing a pink robe in a dilapidated temple.

Because Chen Ping'an saw the Adam's apple of that "beauty".

It's not annoying, it's just not adapting.

Chen Ping'an suddenly scratched his head and looked straight at the man who loved red makeup, and the little pimple in his heart was swept away, turning into a little nostalgia.

When he was an apprentice in the dragon kiln before, Chen Ping'an knew a man who was ridiculed as a sissy, with a timid temperament, walking twisted, and when he spoke, he loved to throw flattering eyes, twisting orchid fingers, in the dragon kiln where the old man Yao was the head of the kiln, this man was the most discriminated against, and finally saved money to buy new shoes, and on the day of storage, he would be trampled by other potters, and he didn't dare to say anything, so he suffered silently. In the dragon kiln, it stands to reason that he and Chen Ping'an, who are not welcomed, should have sympathized with each other, but it is very strange, the man who likes to cry and cry came to Chen Ping'an's side, and his courage immediately became bigger, and he stabbed Chen Ping'an with words all day long, and spoke yin and yang weirdly, Chen Ping'an never ignored him, the man couldn't control his mouth several times, and accidentally bumped into Liu Xianyang, the official disciple of the old man Yao, and directly slapped him in place, he immediately became honest, and when he turned around, he would secretly stuff some broken mouths into Liu Xianyang's house to eat pastries, and the bags of oiled paper were more delicate than the shop guys, and the man probably apologized to Liu Xianyang, the future kiln head, both apologizing and flattering。

The festive paper-cuts pasted on the window of the dragon kiln were cut out by one person and one scissors when he stayed up all night, and the women in the streets and alleys saw it, and they were ashamed of themselves, God knows if the man is really a woman, how good is the woman?

Chen Ping'an hated the sissy who spoke badly at that time, but he was afraid that he would not be able to hold his hand, and he would be beaten half to death with a punch, Chen Ping'an at that time had followed the old man all over the mountains and rivers around the town, and it was a homely meal to chop wood and burn charcoal, plus he practiced the breath of the old man Yang every day very early, and his strength was better than that of a young man.

In the end, the sissy man who was in charge of the night vigil poked out a big man, and the fire of a dragon kiln was broken for him. Then he was so frightened in the middle of the night that he ran directly, a little clever, he didn't dare to run to the town at all, and fled to the deep mountains and old forests.

This is to be put in the market, it is simply a capital crime of killing people and cutting off their children and grandchildren, the old man Yao with a blue face didn't say a word, so he let dozens of young people chase the bastard who was cut by a thousand knives, and Chen Ping'an, who is familiar with the mountain road, is of course among them.

Two days later, the sissy man gave people a big tie back to the dragon kiln, and the old man Yao broke his hands and feet on the spot, and the skin was open and the white bones were exposed.

The people who found him were the men he flattered the most on weekdays.

No one sympathized with this man who broke into a catastrophe, and even if he did, he didn't dare to show it on his face, after all, Old Man Yao was almost never so angry.

Before breaking her hands and feet, she was already scared to pee her pants, and after pressing on the ground, she trembled, and then she was smashed down with a stick, tearing her heart and lungs, her face was full of snot and tears, and then she was beaten with a stick, and the sissy was like a live fish chopped by a knife on the chopping board, and the sissy was the sissy, until she finally passed out, from beginning to end, there was no backbone of the man at all.

The sissy was not beaten to death in the end, and lay on the hospital bed for half a year, tenaciously coming back to life.

During this period, many potter apprentices took care of him, Chen Ping'an is no exception, many people are not happy with this drudgery, so they find Chen Ping'an to do it for him, Chen Ping'an is the best to talk in the dragon kiln, in the end, it is Chen Ping'an, who is the sissy who dislikes the most, and takes care of him the most, but the two don't talk all day long, after all, no one likes anyone.

Chen Ping'an just picks and decoctions every day, and the sissy occasionally gets distracted, staring blankly at the old window paper that turns white after the wind and rain on the window, probably thinking that one day he will be able to work on the ground, and he must take advantage of the work break to replace it with a new and beautiful window paper, which is red and gorgeous.

But the sissy who has obviously been in a catastrophe for a lifetime, this man who gritted his teeth and walked back to the yang world from the ghost gate on the hospital bed, is still dead.

It's for a word to say death.

It was a potter's unintentional words, when Chen Ping'an was decocting medicine at the door, with his back to the potter and the sissy, the former smiled and said that sissy, you beat your clothes to tatters that day, revealing your white ass balls, really like a girl.

Chen Ping'an didn't feel anything wrong at that time.

The dragon kiln man scolds this sissy on weekdays, and there are many more vicious and ruthless than this. The sissy almost never quarrels with others, but he doesn't dare, upside down, probably he will only be behind his back, muttering back in private: Dare to scold me, believe it or not, the eighteenth generation of ancestral graves of your ancestors have been blown up.

The result is such a painless words, can already sit up by herself after the sissy, that day for the first time and Chen Ping'an chatted a lot, mostly he said, stuffy gourd Chen Ping'an listened patiently, after talking about the window paper, Chen Ping'an sincerely praised him for the good cutting of the window paper, he will laugh.

Then that night, a sissy who was less daring than the eye of a needle actually stabbed her throat with scissors, and did not forget to cover herself with a quilt, so that no one could see his dead appearance at the first sight of the house.

No one even dared to carry the body out, it was too inhibitive.

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an was used to seeing the life and death around him, and he didn't pay attention to these things, he dragged Liu Xianyang together, busy before and after. During the period, there was neither much sadness nor insight, except when guarding the spirit, Chen Ping'an sat alone in the empty and gloomy mourning hall, without the slightest fear, sitting by the fire, and muttering: "Since you don't like to be a man in this life, then reincarnate as a woman in the next life." ”

In fact, chatting that day, the sissy asked Chen Ping'an why he was the first to find him, and let him go, pointing out a path to the deeper part of the mountain.

Chen Ping'an said I am afraid that you will be arrested and beaten to death by Old Man Yao, and when the time comes, you will become a powerful ghost, and no one will dare to take revenge, so you will only dare to retaliate against me.

At that time, the sissy was laughing very happily.

In fact, even if Chen Ping'an thinks about it now, when the sissy laughed at that time, she still looked quite ugly.

But it's really disgusting.

The bright "young woman" under the osmanthus tree was already angry, and was stared at by a guy so intently, she, or to be precise, him, if it wasn't for the fear of hurting the osmanthus tree and causing unnecessary trouble, he would sacrifice the two natal flying swords, and the random sword would have stabbed this guy with a pair of dog eyes to death.

After Chen Ping'an came back to his senses, he also realized that he was rude, clasped his fists, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted." ”

The man narrowed a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be hanging with spring light, stretched out his fingers together, poked at Chen Ping'an, and then bent slightly, provocative, extremely rich.

Chen Ping'an no longer just turned his head, simply turned around, patted the vacant seat of Gao Zhi beside him, and said with a smile: "As an apology, I can promise you first for Mrs. Gui that you can enjoy the scenery of the inverted hanging mountain here." ”

He put his hands behind his back, raised his delicate face, and said with a smile: "Do you like men? Or do you like men as long as they are good-looking?"

Chen Ping'an's head was big for a while, and he shook his head vigorously to show his innocence.

Of course, he only likes girls.

And only like one girl.

The person under the osmanthus tree, near the hands behind him, appeared two wisps of sword qi, one golden and one snow-white, extremely subtle and almost invisible.

Obviously, if he doesn't agree, he will fly his sword and kill people.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "You may be even more angry when you say it, but you look good when you wear it like this." ”

Chen Ping'an propped his hands on the branches, his eyes were clear, "It's what I said in my heart." ”

It was a man and a woman in makeup, and the man frowned.

He left silently, not leaving the top of the mountain, but standing near the railing of the observation deck, looking into the distance.

Chen Ping'an jumped down from the branch and shouted to his back: "I'm leaving, if you want to go to the laurel tree to enjoy the scenery, it's best to take advantage of the fact that there are few people now, otherwise Mrs. Gui may be unhappy." ”

The man was indifferent.

When Chen Ping'an was far away, he looked back at the laurel tree, hesitated for a long time, and still didn't go to a higher place to watch the inverted hanging mountain.

As for those two wisps of sword qi, they had already been included in the ribbon around his waist.

They weren't actually sword qi, they were just inconspicuous, but they were two extremely high-quality natal flying swords, named Needle Tip and Mai Mang.

Born to exist.

It is called the innate sword embryo.

And there are two natal flying swords in his life, which is the only one in ten thousand in sword cultivation, and the focus is not on the one, but on the absence of this word.

The key is that the flying sword is so good that it is terrifying, so his master said that he must be a sword immortal of the Five Realms, otherwise he would not be accepted as a disciple.

But how many years does it take to enter the Jade Pu Realm, the master didn't say, he didn't ask, because he wasn't interested in the slightest, he was more obsessed with the Great Dao Derivation Technique, but it was a pity that the master said that he wouldn't go too far on this road, and he couldn't inherit the mantle of the master, and all the senior brothers and sisters, including the master, encouraged him to practice kendo, he actually knew that it wasn't that they really expected him to reach the top of the sword path and take the lead, but that they had bad intentions and wanted to see their own jokes.

The reason is simple.

He was afraid of heights.

A sword cultivator who is afraid of heights, like something.

He now occasionally wields a flying sword and travels far away against the wind, never rising two feet above the ground.

He glanced at the tall branch of the laurel tree where the guy was sitting before, and felt that he was actually stupid.

Chen Ping'an returned to the Guimai courtyard, and Jin Danjian Xiu Ma Zhi was already standing in the courtyard, greeting him with a smile.

It turned out that Chen Ping'an took the initiative to find the courtyard where Ma Zhi was recuperating from his injuries, and asked when he could continue to test the sword, and after three days, the Guimai courtyard returned to its earliest appearance, Ma Zhi helped Chen Ping'an try the sword, and Jin Su was responsible for three meals a day.

During this period, Chen Ping'an took out the talisman paper where the dry bones and beautiful ghosts inhabited and hidden, Mrs. Gui took it in her hand, and quickly "shaken" the white-clothed female ghost out of the talisman, and then this white-clothed female ghost in the City God's Temple in Caiyi Country, she saw the light of day for the first time, and saw a Mrs. Gui of the Yuanying Realm, an old Zhouzi who fell from the earth immortal to Jindan, a Ma Zhi of Jindan Sword Cultivation, plus an enemy Chen Ping'an.

If it weren't for the fact that the female ghost was dead, I'm afraid she would have to be scattered again.

In the end, with the help of Mrs. Gui, the "pseudo-saint" of the small world of Osmanthus Island, the dry bone ghost swore a heavy oath of allegiance to Chen Ping'an, and as a reward, she could walk out of the talisman that would pass by bit without the aura watering, and "live" in the locust wood sword box.

Because the ancient acacia has always had the saying of "locust house", not only the grass and trees are strange, but also the locust trees that are more than 1,000 years old, and the same is true for the ghosts and ghosts.

In a night near the inverted hanging mountain before, the galaxy was bright, Lao Zhouzi suddenly found Chen Ping'an, and took him to the ferry at the foot of Osmanthus Island, and when Chen Ping'an arrived there, he found that there was a young dragon climbing on the ferry, his head resting on the shore, and most of his body was submerged in the sea, and his eyes looked at Chen Ping'an, full of immature curiosity and gratitude.

Lao Zhouzi squatted on the shore and said in amazement: "This poor little guy, resting on us, is only six or seven years old, Mrs. Gui didn't want to embarrass this innocent little guy at that time, so she only left the dragon king basket and released it, never thought that it seemed to be homeless, and soon caught up with Osmanthus Island, and didn't dare to get too close, whimpered all night, and wandered around Osmanthus Island." Now that we are getting closer and closer to the Inverted Hanging Mountain, the little guy probably knows that he will definitely die if he goes any further, and he howls so much even during the day, if it weren't for Mrs. Gui taking pity on it and helping it cover up the qi, I'm afraid that it would have been skinned and cramped by those grudgeful qi practitioners on the mountain. ”

Lao Zhouzi finally smiled and said: "Chen Ping'an, it seems that it came to you on a special trip, but I don't know whether to repay the favor or take revenge." Although it is still very young, it is not easy to say that it is a genus of dragons, cold-blooded and cunning by nature. ”

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything, took out an ordinary snake gallstone and threw it to the young Jiao, and after swallowing it with instinct, its eyes seemed to be a little dazed.

Chen Ping'an waved his hand and motioned for it to go back.

The young Jiao twisted back into the sea, just whimpering, still unwilling to leave the sea area of Osmanthus Island, Chen Ping'an thought about it, and actually threw a large handful of ordinary snake gallstones into the sea.

The young dragon surged wildly, splashing huge waves, swallowing the worldly flavors for it one by one.

Chen Ping'an finally stood at the ferry and said to it: "Practice hard in the future." You have received my favor today, if you like to hurt people like that old Jiao, I will punch you to death. ”

Youjiao swam back to the side of the ferry, his head high at the edge of the crossing, his eyes widened, as if he wanted to remember Chen Ping'an's face.

After a few moments, it leaned back and returned to the sea.

Lao Zhouzi is accustomed to wind and rain, and said with emotion: "You are kind and have a good fate, but the world is unpredictable, and good karma may not have good results." ”

Chen Ping'an's eyes were indifferent, he looked at the sea where the starlight was shattered like gold and silver, and said softly: "If it is a bad fate, then it will be slashed with a sword." ”

Lao Zhouzi was thinking about his mentor who had disappeared for hundreds of years without knowing it, and the golden book left by the immortals that Chen Ping'an handed over to him, and he didn't pay much attention to Chen Ping'an's expression and words.

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Da Sui Mountain Cliff Academy.

Those classmates and classmates who came out of Dali back then, after arriving in this Dongshan, they are destined not to have the opportunity to get along day and night.

This is not Li Huai met two new friends, a very timid child of the capital Gaomen, and a bold and naughty egg from the poor family, both of whom are slightly older than Li Huai, and the three guys play crazy together all day long, and they are very happy.

Lin Shouyi, now obsessed with monasticism, reading the whole book, coming and going between the study building, the school building and the school, stands out from the crowd.

Yu Lu and Gao Xuan, the prince of the Great Sui, got very close and became good friends, and Gao Xuan became more and more fond of coming to the academy to accompany Yu Lu to fish.

Thank you, in addition to listening to Mr. Master's lectures, living in seclusion every day, and being willing to be a maid to Cui Dongshan.

After Li Baohua read the letter sent by Uncle Xiao again last time, for a long time after that, the little girl seemed to be a little lost.

On this day, she skipped class again, like a little wild cat, flexible and neat, quickly climbed to the big tree on the top of the East Mountain, sat on the branch, backed by the main trunk, and hung a self-made wooden card engraved with the leader of the martial arts alliance around her neck.

A handsome young man in white stood on the branch next to him, his figure swaying slightly with the branch, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, sulking?"

After the summer, the red cotton jacket was changed into a little girl in a thin shirt and red clothes, and said sullenly: "I'm not angry." ”

Cui Dongshan asked, "Do you think that Li Huai and Lin Shouyi are getting farther and farther away from you?"

The little girl said angrily: "It's nothing far away from me, I used to study in a small town, and I didn't like to take care of them." ”

Cui Dongshan smiled knowingly, "That's to fight for my husband?"

The little girl is straightforward, and she nodded generously and acknowledged, "Yes." ”

Cui Dongshan hugged the back of his head with both hands and sighed: "People will grow up, and when they grow up, they will pick up some new things and throw away some old things. ”

The little girl said angrily: "Uncle Xiao, they are also willing to lose?!"

Cui Dongshan turned his head to look at the little girl with an angry face, and said with a smile: "What's not to be willing to give up, besides, my husband knows this, and he won't be angry, what are you angry about, there's no need." ”

The little girl crossed her arms around her chest and was puffing and puffing.

Cui Dongshan turned his head and looked at the capital of the Great Sui, "You may meet a very good friend in the future, and you may grow up together with boudoir words, and then one day she will get married, and she will like her husband more; you may meet a better gentleman than Qi Jingchun, and then one day you will feel that Mr. Qi's knowledge is not the greatest; you may meet ...... in the future A good young man, even better than your little uncle, and then you will find that the current sorrow and sadness are just like that, when the time comes, drink a sip or two of wine, and drink it together into the stomach without ......"

Cui Dongshan turned his head abruptly and said in surprise: "Little treasure bottle, you didn't refute me, if you don't speak, I won't have the words to go on!"

The little girl wrinkled her pretty little face, "I'm busy with sadness!"

Cui Dongshan laughed, fell backwards, just lying sideways on the slender branch, he supported his head with one hand, staring at the little girl in the red cotton jacket.

Probably one day, the little girl will get taller and taller, her round little face will become thinner, her chin will be pointy, her eyes will still be so moist, clean and aura, she will still wear red clothes, she will be on the banks of the rivers and lakes, she will drink among the mountains and rivers, and she will probably meet happy things and sad people, right?

Cui Dongshan sighed.

He was a little worried.

If such a good girl really likes his husband one day, it will make people very worried.

But if one day, she doesn't like his husband the most, it seems that she will be even more regretful.

Cui Dongshan turned sideways, began to sleep with his eyes closed, and lifted Erlang's legs.

As for those Pingshui encounters and people's hearts separated, even if Cui Dongshan is just a teenager now, after all, those ups and downs and experiences are accumulated in his heart, no less than Cui Yun, the great teacher of the country.

There was something he didn't tell the little girl.

He Cui Dongshan, as well as the old Cui Yun, left and right, Mao Xiaodong, etc., even including Qi Jingchun, grew up little by little under the shade of the old Xiucai, but in the end, everyone hoped to get out of the incomparably large shade, and those who walked out were okay, and those who couldn't go out would slowly change people's hearts.

Not far away, the little girl in red put away the wooden sign and carefully took out a picture scroll from her bosom, on which a young man stood under the laurel tree, smiling at her.

The little girl didn't feel sad all of a sudden, smiled, and said happily: "Uncle Xiao who has learned to drink is so handsome, when I am older, I must let Uncle Xiao take me to the rivers and lakes together!"

The more the little girl thought about it, the more excited she became, and she turned her head and asked loudly, "Cui Dongshan, is it difficult to drink?"

Cui Dongshan decisively refused: "You can't drink!"

Li Baohua said angrily: "Why?!"

Cui Dongshan complained: "Mr. is reluctant to scold you for half a sentence, but he will directly beat me to death!"

Li Baohua sighed, shook his head, and said pityingly: "It's pitiful." ”

Cui Dongshan glanced at the little girl with a smile on her face, "Little treasure bottle, please put away the smiling face of schadenfreude when you comfort people in the future." ”

Li Baohua made a gesture with a seal and seal.

Cui Dongshan sighed and muttered, "Good intentions are not rewarded. ”

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Between the upside-down mountain and the sea, there are "rivers" that look like water and clouds hanging in the air, so that all ferries can climb the mountain. Like many ferries that can withstand the wind, they need to descend to the surface first, and do not go directly to the inverted hanging mountain.

Osmanthus Island stopped at the ferry at the bottom of a river for a while, but symbolically handed over a Dan letter similar to a customs clearance document, and did not pay the sky-high crossing money, and began to walk along the upward slope of the river towards the inverted hanging mountain.

The inverted hanging mountain is 100 miles in circumference, as a lonely peak in the world, it can be called a vast territory.

There is a tall Taoist with a face like a middle-aged man, standing on the side of a cliff, and behind him stands a thin old Taoist priest with fairy wind bones, holding a whisk of dust, gold and silver silk threads, all of which are dragon's whiskers, the old Taoist asked softly: "Master, do you need a disciple to smash Osmanthus Island?"

Gao Daoren said with a smile: "I am willing to gamble and lose, what is the shame, it is not your ancestor, and I have never lost in my life." ”

In the middle of this upside-down Hanging Mountain Great Heavenly Monarch speaking.

The world is green.

There was a Taoist priest who was punched from the sky to the world in the world.