When he walked down the mountain, Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and put on the black robe, called Baiyan Gluttony, which was "picked up" from Yang Ningxing of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty.

The robe Jin Li is still too eye-catching, and it is a matter of caution to change the gluttonous robe into an ordinary green shirt before, worried that traveling along this strange desecration that enters the sea at both ends will cause unnecessary sight, but after following Qi Jinglong to sacrifice the sword at the top of the mountain, Chen Ping'an changed his attention after thinking about it, after all, he is now among the most retaining people's willow tendon realm, and wearing a good robe can help him absorb the aura of heaven and earth faster, which is conducive to cultivation.

Lujiu County is the premier local county of Fuhui country, the style of writing is rich, Chen Ping'an bought a lot of miscellaneous books in the county bookstore, which also bought a collection of ashes in the bookstore for many years, it is the edict issued by Fuhui country in the early spring of the calendar year to persuade agriculture, some of the literary brilliance is brilliant, and some of the literary quality is simple. Along the way, Chen Ping'an carefully flipped through the collection, only to find that the similar pictures he saw in the land of Sanzhou every spring turned out to be the rules.

The good thing about reading and traveling is that it may be an accident and turn over a book, just like being helped by the sages to pick up a string of threads for future generations of book readers, and string up a string of beads for the world's affairs and human feelings, which is dazzling.

Chen Ping'an took a rough look at the scenic spots in Lujiu County, and stayed in a time-honored inn in the county town that day.

After entering Luyu County, he deliberately suppressed the aura of the magic robe on his body, otherwise he would attract some eyes from the City God Pavilion and Wenwu Temple.

In fact, every Qi practitioner, especially the monks who are among the Middle Five Realms, travels through the mountains and rivers of the world and secular dynasties, in fact, it is like a kind of dragon walking the river, not small, but generally speaking, go down the mountain to continue to practice, absorb the aura of mountains and rivers in various places, this is in line with the rules, as long as it is not too excessive, revealing signs of drying up and fishing, the gods of mountains and rivers everywhere will turn a blind eye.

In the night, Chen Ping'an lit the lamp on the table in the inn house, flipped through the collection of the edicts of the past years again, closed the book, and then began to immerse himself.

Chen Ping'an did not rely on the gluttonous robe to absorb the thin aura of the county, it does not mean that he will not practice, absorbing the aura is never all the practice, along the way, in the small world of the human body, as if the two key points of the water house and the mountain temple, in which the aura accumulation, tempering, is also the root of cultivation, the two natal objects of the landscape depend on each other, and it is necessary to cultivate a meteorology similar to the water transportation of the mountain roots, in short, it is necessary for Chen Ping'an to refine the aura and stabilize the foundation of the water house and the mountain temple, but Chen Ping'an is now accumulating the aura and is far from reaching the realm of full overflow, so it is imperative to find an ownerless feng shui treasure land, but it is not easy, so you can settle for the next best thing and retreat for a few days at an immortal inn like the Longtou of the Green Oriole Country.

In fact, you can also use the immortal money that is full of spiritual energy, and directly use it to refine it into spiritual energy and collect it into the qi mansion.

It's just that Chen Ping'an hasn't even finished refining the existing aura, the gain outweighs the loss, the lower the realm, the slower the aura absorption, and the aura of the immortal money is extremely pure, and the dispersion is too fast, which is the same as many precious talismans After the "opening of the mountain", once the mountain cannot be closed, then you can only watch a valuable talisman become a worthless waste paper. Even if the immortal money is crushed and refined, it can be absorbed by the robe on the body for a while, but this will invisibly clash with the blinding method imposed on the robe, and it will become more and more ostentatious.

Every cultivator is actually the God of every small world of his own, relying on his own kung fu to be his own saint.

The key depends on the size of the territory of a heaven and earth, as well as the degree of control of each "God", the path of cultivation is actually tantamount to the expansion of the territory of a battlefield iron horseman.

In the end, the level of the realm, the size of the Dao, it depends on how many mansions are opened up, there are thousands of houses in the world, and there are high and low, and the same is true of the cave house, the best quality, naturally the cave heaven and earth.

After Chen Ping'an held his breath and concentrated, he took the lead in coming to the gate of the water house, and with a movement of his mind, he could naturally pass through the wall, just like the rules of heaven and earth are unrestrained, because I am the rules, and the rules are me.

However, Chen Ping'an still stopped outside the door for a moment, and the two children in Tsing Yi quickly opened the door and saluted the old man, and the little ones were full of joy.

Chen Ping'an is now in this water house, with a hovering water character print and the water transport mural, as a big and a small two, those green-clothed children who finally have a job to do, are obviously in a good mood now, very busy, and finally no longer do nothing every day, every time they see Chen Ping'an touring the small world and their own small cave house, they like to squat on the ground in a neat row, looking up at Chen Ping'an one by one, their eyes are resentful, and they don't speak.

They are very diligent villains, never lazy, but they are just a master like Chen Ping'an, who is extremely uninterested in cultivation, it is really difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, how can she not be sad?

Now it is a completely different scene, the water house is full of enthusiasm, and the little guys are running non-stop, happy, hard-working, and happy.

From a "small pond" like a narrow wellhead, reaching out for water, since hitting Cangyun Lake, Chen Ping'an has gained a lot, in addition to the few quite quintessential and rich water transport, but also from the Cangyun Lake Lake Jun got a bottle of water pill, the green-clothed boy in the water house, divided into two batches, one to exert his natal powers, wisps of green water transport, constantly sent to the slowly rotating water word print.

Another group of boys, holding a small brush that changed out of nowhere, "dipping ink" in the pool, and then rushed to the mural, for the wall water transport map that seems to be painted in white, carefully depicted, adding color brilliance, on the huge mural, has drawn a water god the size of a grain of rice, a slightly larger ancestral temple, Chen Ping'an recognized, are those who have personally traveled to the large and small water temples, including Tongyezhou buried the river water god Niangniang's Biyou Mansion, but now it should need to be called Biyou Palace.

It's just that the water god has not been eye-catching, and the water god temple has no lively scene of incense, which is still dead for the time being, not as vivid as the surging river on the mural.

Chen Ping'an stood next to the small pond, looked down and looked intently, there was a dragon carried by the green-clothed children into Cangyun Lake for water transport, slowly swimming, and was not directly "killed" by the green-clothed little man and refined into water transportation, in addition, there was a vision, the bottle of pills given by the lake monarch Yinhou, I don't know how the green-clothed boy did it, it seems that all of them were refined into a wonderful small bead similar to the appearance of the green "Li Zhu", no matter how the little dragon in the pond swims, it always hangs on its mouth, like a dragon bead, leisurely swimming in the rivers and lakes, and traveling clouds and rain.

Chen Ping'an planned to go to the mountain shrine to take a look again, and some green-clothed boys smiled at him and raised their little fists, should they ask him Chen Ping'an to make persistent efforts?

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless, the more condensed and clear the water transportation is like a green jade, the more it is the root of the avenue of the water god in the world, how can it be so simple to find, and it is an object that is difficult for the gods to buy. Just imagine, someone is willing to bid a hundred Gu Yu money to buy the foundation stone of a mountain shrine with Chen Ping'an, even if Chen Ping'an knows that it is a profitable business, how can he really be willing to sell it?

Chen Ping'an went out of Shuifu and began to travel far away to "visit the mountain", standing at the foot of a mountain that was like a blessed land, looking up at the mountain with five-colored clouds lingering and circulating, the mountain was like a dense fog, showing gray-black, still giving people a feeling of ethereal and uncertain, and the mountain weather was far inferior to the previous Shuifu.

Fortunately, at the foot of the mountain, there are some bright scenes of white stones, but compared to the entire majestic mountain, this bit of snow-white territory is still pitiful, but this is already the result of Chen Ping'an's hard work all the way after leaving the ferry of the Green Ying Country.

The boss of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Sword Immortal, Chen Qingdu's eyes were like torches, and he asserted that if his natal porcelain was not broken, he was an earth immortal.

Land immortals in the secular sense, Jindan monks are, and Yuanying is also, all of them are earth immortals.

However, in the eyes of that boss sword immortal, there may be no difference between the two.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an will neither be arrogant nor arrogant.

Chen Ping'an knew that the same Shuifu Mountain Ancestral Hall, if it was replaced by a real genius like Qi Jinglong, who had the luck of a continent, the weather would only be greater.

But after all, the monks in the world are geniuses, few and many ordinary. If Chen Ping'an didn't even have this concentration, then he would have already fallen on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi on the way to martial arts, and as for cultivation, he would be hit again and again to the point that his mood would be shattered, and it would be no better than the broken Changsheng Bridge. The root bones of qi practitioners, such as Chen Ping'an's earth immortal qualification, this is a natural "iron rice bowl", but I also have to talk about qualifications, and there are tens of millions of qualifications, and being able to find a cultivation method that is most suitable for you is the best in itself.

Fighting with others, whether it is strength or reason, there are always shortcomings and losses, and it is difficult to complete a lifetime.

You can compete with yourself, but it will benefit you in the long run, and the little bits and pieces you have accumulated are also your own family foundation.

Every time you make a mistake, as long as you can know that you can change it, those wrong roads in the past, looking back, just like the gurgling stream, the surging riverbed, even if the heart is still difficult to erase, the riverbed is there for a long time, no longer need to be afraid of floods, this is the cultivation of the mind, and strive to ensure that the person who walks the path encounters no matter how big the ups and downs, as long as the person does not die, the Taoist heart will not collapse. Looking at oneself with a state of mind, even if there is a slight crack in the mirror, can you really think that you are unrecognizable when you look at the person in the mirror with the mirror.

Chen Ping'an was once afraid that he would become a mountain person, just like he was afraid that he and Gu Can would become the most disgusted people back then. For example, the person who almost killed Liu Xianyang in Mud Bottle Lane back then, the drunk who kicked Gu Can's stomach earlier, and later Fu Nanhua, the mountain moving ape, and then Liu Zhimao and Jiang Shangzhen.

Chen Ping'an would even be afraid that after the contextual doctrine of the Taoist and Taoist elders would be used by himself again and again to weigh the hearts of the people in the world, he would eventually one day quietly cover the order doctrine of Mr. Wen Sheng, without knowing it.

But in fact, when you are down-to-earth and step by step, the truth of the world, whether it is the three religions or the hundred schools, is actually never terrible, and the terrible thing is that you can't figure it out but think you have "knew".

When you really open your eyes, you see the light.

This sentence was Chen Ping'an who opened his eyes after closing his eyes and sleeping soundly on the top of the mountain, not only thought of this sentence, but also was seriously engraved on the bamboo slip by Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an recorded almost a large number of poems and sentences on the bamboo slips, but the words he understood and would be solemnly engraved on the bamboo slips, only a handful.

Chen Ping'an left the five-color "mountain shrine" and went to a pass.

The sword aura is like a rainbow, like an iron horse knocking on the pass, like a tide, and the momentum is violent, but it has never been able to break through the impregnable city.

This is the last pass of the eighteen stops of sword qi.

Chen Ping'an stood on the top of the mountain on the side of the confrontation between the iron cavalry and the pass, sitting cross-legged, holding his cheeks, and was silent for a long time.

After getting up, I went to two "Sword Shrines", which were the refining places of the first and fifteenth days of the first and fifteenth years of the new year.

Two small flying swords in the eyes of people after the present life, in Chen Ping'an's two qi mansions, the sword is as big as a mountain peak, hanging upside down, on the two huge and flat mountain floors, the tip of the sword against the stone flat formed by the manifestation of the dragon slaying platform, sparks splash everywhere, and the entire qi mansion is a magnificent scene of fire splashing like rain. Even if Chen Ping'an has already experienced this picture, every time he sees it, his heart is still swaying.

You can imagine that if the two flying swords leave the small world of Qifu and return to the vast world, if it is also like this, how would the person who is the enemy of himself feel?

Chen Ping'an left the sharpening place with his mind, put away his thoughts, and withdrew from the small world.

In fact, there is also a place of cultivation that seems to be on the shore of the heart lake, but there is no difference between seeing and not seeing.

Because it's all yourself.

Even if you don't need to think about it, Chen Ping'an is clear.

After opening his eyes, Chen Ping'an gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then continued to close his eyes, slowly refining the aura of the Shuifu Mountain Shrine with the method of spitting in.

Soon it was dawn, Chen Ping'an stopped refining the spiritual energy, and after walking for an hour, he checked out and left the inn.

There is no immortal inn in Luyu County, and there is no big immortal sect in Fuhui country, although it is not a vassal state of the Dayuan Dynasty, but the emperors and generals of the Fuyuan Kingdom, the government and the opposition, all admire the cultural context and Taoism of the Dayuan Dynasty, almost obsessed with worship, not talking about national strength, only to say this, in fact, it is a bit similar to the early years of the Dali literary circle, almost all the readers, are staring at the moral articles of the Lu Dynasty and the Great Sui, the poetry of the writers, no matter how good the learning of their own families is, if there is no evaluation and recognition of these two Shilin, it is still a vulgar article, Poor scholarship, Lu once had a young madman once said that even if he wrote poems with a pen between his feet, they were better than the articles made by the great barbarians.

Later, I heard that the madman who bought drunk in the capital of the Lu Dynasty every year, met the hooves and knives of the iron horse under the command of Dali Song Changjing, the specific experience, no one knows, anyway, in the end, this person turned into a person, became one of the civil officials stationed in the official body of Dali, and later went to the Hanlin Academy in the capital of Dali, responsible for editing the history of the Lu dynasty, personally wrote the biography of the loyal ministers and the biography of the ministers, and put himself in the finale of the biography of the ministers, and then said that he committed suicide by hanging beams.

Some people say that the national teacher Cui Yun was disgusted with this person, and after this person wrote two biographies, he secretly killed him, and then disguised himself as a hanging beam. Some people also say that this madman who has never been able to be an official in the Lu Dynasty in his life, after becoming a historian of the great Li barbarian, every time he writes a biography of loyal ministers, he must put a pot of good wine on the table, and he will only pick up the pen at night, drink while writing, and often shout Zhuang Zai in the middle of the night in the third watch.

The neighboring country of Fuyuan has a fairy ferry, and there is a special route, direct to the dragon palace small cave sky, the ferry route will pass through the vast majority of mountains and rivers along the way, and there are many stops, so that passengers can visit the mountains and rivers, explore the secluded and visit the resort, this is actually a tour route itself, the purchase and sale of fairy property, but second. If there is no relationship between Chongxuan Yunxiao Palace and Yang Ningxing, Longgong Cave Heaven must go, and Chen Ping'an will take a trip to this famous cave with good fortune.

Longgong Dongtian is held by three families, in addition to the Yang family of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty, the duckweed sword lake of the female sword immortal Li Cai is also one of them.

It stands to reason that the duckweed sword lake is an important talisman for him Chen Ping'an's trip to the Dragon Palace Cave, which can definitely avoid many accidents.

But friendship is a matter of incense, can be saved, according to the customs of the hometown town, such as the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and the first day of the first lunar month, the rest is better.

Many ordinary friends must have personal contacts, provided that you can return them anytime and anywhere.

Chen Ping'an didn't think that he could now return the favor to Phi Ma Zong Zhu Quan, or Duckweed Jianhu Li Cai after helping.

As for Qi Jinglong, it is an exception.

What to do politely with him?

Isn't this looking down on this land dragon to make friends?

Chen Ping'an left the city of Luyun without wind and waves, carrying the sword immortal on his back, holding a green bamboo cane, trekking through mountains and rivers, walking slowly, and going to the neighboring country.

In the end, there was no chance to meet the county scholar who called himself Ludun.

Life is often like this, encountered, separated, and never seen again.

There are no things that make people feel that even if things are wrong, there are stories to keep in mind.

Chen Ping'an walked on the path of cultivation.

Anyone.