Cui Yun, who had been sitting on the ground in a daze, glanced at the little girl and the scroll, and said angrily: "Even if the sky falls, this scroll will not be damaged in the slightest." Do you know what it means for the sky to fall? There was once an unknown man in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, who pierced the Tianhe River with a single sword, and directly led down the infinite water flow of a Yellow River cave.

This has created two of the ten views in the world's 'Yellow River water from the sky', and is located in the White Emperor City between the clouds, the city lord of the White Emperor City, that is amazing, is one of the few dare to the demon sect Taoist system of the self-proclaimed hero, very romantic, I once had the honor to talk with it, in the Caiyun River outside the White Emperor City, known as the Caiyun Ten Games, more losses and fewer wins, but although the defeat is still glorious, after all, the banner with the words 'Fengrao World Chess First' has been set up in the head of the White Emperor City for more than 600 years, and there are only a handful of chess players who are qualified to play against the city lord...... ”

The little girl didn't like to listen to these things, and said angrily: "What are you talking about so much, I said that if the scroll is broken, it will be broken! If I win, let me use a seal to stamp another seal on your head? Do you dare to bet?!"

Gambling?

Cui Yun immediately became interested, his depressed expression was swept away, he stood up suddenly, patted his buttocks, and asked with a smile: "How about I win?"

Li Baohua said generously: "If Uncle Xiao comes out of the picture scroll, he still insists on killing you, then I will go back and help you collect the corpse! You say, where are you going to be buried, how about the fairy tomb in our town? I often go there, the road is relatively familiar, and it can save me a lot of trouble......

Cui Yun grinned, stretched out his hand and said: "Stop, stop, if you win, you help me convince Chen Ping'an, not only can you not kill me, but also accept me as a disciple." ”

The moment he left the old well before, he was hit on the forehead by Qi Jingchun's "Jing Xin Smug" seal, completely dispersing the last "bit of Haoran Qi" of this skin, and he really fell from a monk of the Five Realms to an ordinary man, and sure enough, as Qi Jingchun said in the old mansion of the Yuan family in the town, once he did not repent, he had his own means to make Cui Yun suffer.

But the general trend of Dongbao Aquarius is like this, Da Li is going south, and the arrow has to be sent on the string, and Cui Yun's own avenue has no way back, and he can't afford to retreat half a step, so even if it was determined that Qi Jingchun had a back hand at that time, Cui Qi still did what he should do, at most, he was more careful in his actions and words.

But no matter what, whether it is the young Cui Yun or the national teacher Cui Yun in the capital, no matter how treacherous, bloodthirsty, and thick and black the city government is, he is willing to gamble and lose, and there is never a shortage of this bit of energy. This point, from the beginning of his apprenticeship and study career, to the reduction to being a national teacher of a small barbarian in the north of Aquarius, Cui Han has never lost it.

Li Baohua shook his head and said, "Even if I am sure to win, I will not promise you such a thing." ”

Cui Yun blinked, "If you don't do this kind of business, how can you become the little master of Mountain Cliff Academy in the future, Mr. Woman?"

Li Baohua looked at this former "uncle" with disdain? The little girl said her own words, as if she had killed a tiger entrenched in her heart, but she never cared about "collecting corpses", she jumped over, and ran to an unknown distance in a swoop, to find the next opponent. Even Mr. Qi Jingchun was once very helpless about this.

The little girl raised her arm and shook the white seal in her hand, "Are you afraid?"

Cui Yun smiled and said: "The little girl who grew up in the mountains, I don't have the same knowledge as you." ”

Li Baohua slowly withdrew his arm, and sighed lightly towards the seal inscription, showing signs that he was ready to find a place to seal it.

Cui Yun swallowed his saliva, "Li Baohua, don't be like this, you have something to say." Everyone is a Confucian protégé, and the gentleman does not move his hands. We're all in this together. Besides, aren't you afraid that Uncle Xiao will see you so arrogant, and there is no virtuous lady who is not as beautiful as everybody, and he won't like you in the future?"

Li Baohua smiled happily: "Will Uncle Xiao dislike me? Uncle Xiao's favorite person in the world is me!"

Cui Yun sighed, "But one day, your little uncle will have a favorite girl." ”

The little girl said without hesitation: "Then you like me for the second time, it's still a very happy thing." ”

Cui Yun looked at the expression of the gods and ghosts, "This is okay?"

The little girl suddenly showed the same expression, looking behind Cui Yun, Cui Yun turned her head, thinking that something was wrong, at the moment his body could not withstand the slightest toss, but in an instant Cui Yun knew that something was wrong, there was nothing behind him, and there was nothing unusual.

The seal slapped on his forehead with lightning speed, causing Cui Yun to fall back on the spot.

In the process of falling to the ground, the teenager Cui Yun was grief-stricken and indignant, this is the third time!

Lying on the ground on his back, Cui Yun said angrily: "Li Baohua, if you dare to sneak attack me with a seal again, if you hit me once, you will fall from the second favorite to the third, and so on, you can weigh it yourself! I, Cui Yun, have been a Confucian sage, and I should have a little weight left in my words, don't be unpredictable!"

Of course, these are deceptive words, Confucian sages do have the magic power of the Heavenly Constitution, but they are extremely harsh on the requirements of the inherited cultural context and cultural movement, as well as the warmth of their own heroic spirit.

Now Cui Qi except for the extraneous objects stored in the square inch treasure, as well as a pair of golden branches and jade leaves, the rest are empty-handed, to add insult to injury, the square inch thing is like the narrowest cave between heaven and earth, even if it is the master of the divine will and the square inch of things, there are requirements for the realm of qi practitioners, the one on Cui Yun's body, he needs to be the lowest five realms of cultivation, as for others to forcibly break it, it needs to be strong ten realms, such as the sword cultivation of soldiers, as for the eleventh realm monks, it is easy to open.

The reason is very simple, the square inch is your own home, but the door is locked, and the cultivation of the five realms is the key in the master's hand, and you need to unlock the door to enter.

If it is a bandit and a thief who wants to break in, it is not impossible, but it is very difficult.

At present, Cui Yun's physique is extremely weak, and his soul and body are like this, even an ordinary weak boy is not as good, if he is properly conditioned in the future, it will be possible to restore the strength of a normal person. As for the matter of cultivation, it is really up to fate, and it depends on great opportunity and great luck, but Cui Yun feels that judging from what he has encountered along the way, he is already very satisfied to be Chen Ping'an's apprentice alive.

The Confucian saints of the Twelve Realms fell to the Ten Realms of Monks, then to the Five Realms, and finally to the ordinary people who could no longer fall.

Cui Yun feels that his life is really up and down.

Dare to threaten me?

This guy doesn't remember to fight, even Li Huai is not as good.

Li Baohua was so angry that he rushed over, squatted down behind him, and faced the head of the young Cui Yun, which was stamped with a swift stamp.

Resolute and resolute, stormy.

It was unexpected.

Even a tenacious character like Cui Yun feels that he has nothing to love at this moment.

After all, the opponent is just a little girl, not Lao Xiucai and Qi Jingchun.

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In the picture scroll of mountains and rivers, the young man who picked up his arm and slashed down with a sword, lost consciousness when he landed, and was held in the arms of a tall woman who had recovered his true body, she carefully helped Chen Ping'an to sit on the ground together, and gently hugged the emaciated young man with both hands, because the green silk held by the golden silk knot hung down on his chest, covering the young man's face, she reached out and threw it behind her back, looking down at Chen Ping'an, whose face was dark.

She looked up suddenly, looking a little surprised.

In the picture scroll belonging to the forbidden realm of a saint, an extremely tall golden figure appeared, standing on the top of Suishan Mountain, as if talking to Lao Xiucai. is a woman who is used to seeing the world, and she also feels that this uninvited guest should not be underestimated. Lao Xiucai probably didn't want the conversation to leak and isolated the induction, she didn't care about it, lowered her head again, looked at the sleeping teenager, and smiled: "If you become a qi practitioner in the future, and your skin is white, you will actually be a young man, not handsome, but a 'decent Lingxiu' can't run away." ”

The summit of Mount Ōdake.

The golden god who was originally as high as a thousand zhang of law, after falling on the top of the mountain, shrunk into a burly man with a height of one zhang, wearing a pair of majestic and solemn golden armor, the surface of the golden armor is engraved with countless runes, some of the ancient runes that have long been lost, exude a simple and desolate atmosphere, I don't know that they have been inherited for thousands of years, some are still as new as yesterday after thousands of years, exuding divine light, one by one the runes are inlaid in the armor, between the lines, like a golden river, those words, are like a golden mountain.

Lao Xiucai was a little unreasonable, shrunk his neck, and deliberately looked left and right.

The man's face was covered with armor, and his voice was dull: "Since I have served as the god of Suishan, it has been six thousand years, and this is the first time that someone dares to provoke me Suishan with a sword, Xiucai, you have nothing to explain?!"

Lao Xiucai looked dazed, "What are you talking about?"

Regarding the temperament of the old Xiucai, the golden armor man knew the roots, and he was too lazy to say anything, so he turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an's side, and frowned, "The aura on her body is very originated, where is it sacred?

Lao Xiucai whispered: "I advise you not to mess with her, this old girl's temper is not very good." ”

The gold-armored man said indifferently: "I have a good temper?"

Lao Xiucai rolled his eyes and said: "Yes, yes, yes, you all have a bad temper, so I have a good temper." You like to be unreasonable with reasonable people. I'm so angry!"

The Golden Armor God Man didn't know what he remembered, and the original tense atmosphere suddenly disappeared.

Lao Xiucai sighed, "I won't talk about what happened to this matter, anyway, it has something to do with Xiao Qi, so you will raise your hand once?"

The man was silent.

Lao Xiucai smiled and said: "Just when you acquiesced, alas, you guy is not bad at anything, but he is a little thin-skinned, he likes to put up a shelf, what kind of friendship do you say, back then, we went to peek at the true face of the mountain god Niangniang, I didn't expect that she was bathing and changing clothes at the time, if it weren't for my righteousness, I alone bear the monstrous anger of that lady, and told her the sage truth for three days and three nights, and finally persuaded people with reason, and finally let her not blame the past, otherwise where would your old face ......"

The man sulked, "Shut up!"

Lao Xiucai knew that the matter was done, and he no longer had to inch in, the rules of the Suishan Mountain God, it was not too much to say that it was a golden rule, and it was not too much to make this stupid big man open one eye and close one eye, Lao Xiucai felt that he was still very powerful, and the person was a little floating, pointing into the distance, "By the way, do you see, that young man is a closed disciple that Xiao Qi helped me take, what do you think? Isn't it very good, haha, I like it anyway, my temperament is very similar to me back then, I like to reason with people, I really can't make sense to do it again, and the style of doing it is like Xiao Qi back then." Tsk, do you have any alcohol on you?"

The gold-armored man's scrutinizing gaze swept over the young man, "Either Qi Jingchun is crazy, or you are blind." ”

Lao Xiucai was not angry, and said happily: "You guys know a fart about the things of readers." ”

The golden-armored man should be regarded as the god of Wuyue with the highest status and the greatest power in this vast world, but the stronger the strength, it does not mean that he can go as he wishes, because they have outstanding combat power. The transcendent gods, especially those who can not be affected by the incense, are often subject to the rules and constraints of the vast world, and Lao Xiucai once had a period of time, before the statue was placed in the Temple of Literature, he was responsible for staring at the five big mountains in Suishan, which can be said to be a cold bench in the Qingshui Yamen, and sometimes it can also be said to be a great feat.

For example, one of Lao Xiucai's most famous three shots was to use the natal character to suppress the entire large Wuyue of Middle-earth, and most of it fell into the ground.

The golden body of the Wuyue Zhengshen who had a huge backing was shattered on the spot, and the two disciples of the Dao Ancestor were so angry that they almost broke through the canopy of heaven and broke into the world from the outside of the sky.

Xiucai, who was not too old at that time, instead of hiding back in the Confucian Palace, went straight to the sky single-handedly, and confronted the two disciples of the fierce Daozu at the junction of the two.

That trip to the sky, the scholars were very stingy.

Can this also be considered a good temper?

If a good-natured gentleman can teach disciples and students like Qi Jingchun, surnamed Zuo, and Cui Yun? One may be a teacher and an ancestor, another deviant, and the other a teacher and an ancestor.

The Golden Armor Divine Man suddenly asked: "For the sake of a certain Qi Jingchun, he broke his oath and left the Gongdelin, and he didn't even want the Great Dao at all, what did he want?"

The virtuous man violates the law, the gentleman is unreasonable, and each has its own bleak ending. In Confucianism and Taoism, there will be sages and masters who teach according to the rules.

But the saint disobeyed his will, and the end was the most miserable.

Lao Xiucai really fought for an old life for Qi Jingchun, who was sure to die.

Almost no one can understand it.

Knowing that the overall situation has been decided, it is pointless to go to the battle of will.

Therefore, even if this golden-armored god is used to seeing the mountains and rivers change color, he still feels incredible.

Lao Xiucai touched his head, smoothed his hair, and said with a smile: "I once had a question, let Qi Jingchun answer." Now that Qi Jingchun has given his answer, I, as a teacher, can't even be inferior to a disciple. ”

The great god of Suishan sneered: "Don't come with me to these clouds and mist, the blue is better than the blue, isn't this what you said? Since the disciple doesn't have to be inferior to the teacher, your rhetoric doesn't make sense." ”

Lao Xiucai stretched out his hand and nodded at the golden-armored godman, "You, die studying." It's better to believe in books than to have no books, you know?"

The golden armor god laughed angrily: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, let's go, take care of yourself." ”

He hesitated, "It's really not good, so I'll come to Suishan." ”

Lao Xiucai waved his hand and said: "In Suishan, is like blaspheming the sages, so I won't go." Besides, now that I have indeed lost the opportunity to preach, I have lost the ability I had before, but if anyone wants to deal with me, hehe, just let the horse come. It's a pity, if I had this opportunity back then, when I met that bull-nosed dick, I had to hug his thigh and cut my head, and if I didn't cut me, I wouldn't let him go, where would I be scared to swing my legs afterwards. ”

The golden armor god man shook his head, he really lost the interest in talking, he didn't want to talk about old things with this scholar, anyway, since he knew Lao Xiucai, he felt that every time he met this guy, he would inevitably be disappointed, but after the disappointment, he would inevitably look forward to the next meeting.

It's weird.

Lao Xiucai suddenly shouted: "Don't go first, don't go, you have something to ask for." Sesame mung bean-sized things, don't be afraid. ”

Without saying a word, a golden light rose from the ground and was about to leave this realm.

But the next moment, he appeared in his original form, hovering in the air.

It turned out that Lao Xiucai reached out and grabbed his ankle with a dead face, and hung in the air with him.

He had to land again, looked at the old Xiucai who was standing aside and smiled and clapped his hands, and said angrily: "It's insulting to Sven!

Lao Xiucai rubbed his hands, "Didn't I just accept a closed-door disciple, the first impression of the family, it is estimated that it is not very good, so I thought about making up for it, and gave a meeting gift or something, after all, I will say goodbye soon, I really don't have the opportunity to teach him to read, I feel guilty." ”

The Golden Armor Divine Man sneered and said, "Can I prepare a meeting gift for you?" Yes, it's simple, I have the Zhenyu Sword that has lost its sword spirit in Suishan, do you want to give it to your disciple? Is it enough?"

Lao Xiucai looked insincere and ashamed: "How can this work, the gift is too heavy, where am I embarrassed to accept it...... Of course, then again, it's a part of your mind as an elder, if you must force it on me, I can let Chen Ping'an take it in a hundred years, maybe I can mention it when the time comes......"

The Golden Armor Divine Man took a deep breath, and those who knew him well knew that this was a precursor to a move.

Lao Xiucai immediately said seriously: "How to pull out the seedlings to help grow, you are really a person, it's good to have a heart, you don't know the truth that if you want to hurry, you can't reach it?

The golden-armored god sneered, "If I don't give it, won't you let me go?"

Lao Xiucai silently moved his steps, approached the golden armor godman, held his arm, and said awe-inspiringly: "How is it possible, am I that kind of person?"

The Great God of Suishan shook his head helplessly, "For the sake of these disciples, you really don't want your life, and you don't want to be cheeky." Okay, okay, I'll take it!"

With a flick of his wrist, something the size of a fist and shaped like a silver nugget hovered in front of the two of them.

Lao Xiucai's face became solemn, and he was not in a hurry to take over, and asked: "Do you have any plans to come here this time? Otherwise, how could you take this thing with you casually? Although it is not an exaggerated treasure, it means a lot to you, and if you don't make it clear, I won't accept it." ”

The golden-armored god man crossed his arms around his chest and looked south, "How do you think I followed the clues?"

Lao Xiucai frowned, "It's not that you are high-minded, and you are connected to Suishan's luck, but the movement on my side is a little bigger, revealing flaws, so that you can take advantage of it?"

The Golden Armor Divine Man turned his head and asked, "You really don't know, or are you pretending to be confused?"

Lao Xiucai was puzzled: "When did you start to learn to sell Guanzi? Although the fake Suishan I have here has been split by a sword, it will not have any substantial impact on your side." ”

The fierce golden-armored god finally couldn't help but scold: "Damn! That sword slashed directly at Lao Tzu's Suishan! You are pretending that nothing has happened to me now?! Although in the eyes of outsiders, when that sword appeared, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, but Lao Tzu's Suishan, how strict is the mountain protection array, how many people in the whole world can break into the big array with just one sword? Now the entire Middle-earth Divine Continent is talking about it, speculating whether your so-called second bull-nosed side is hinting at something, or a few old immortals from the Great Wall of Sword Qi are asking for justice. ”

Lao Xiucai was dumbfounded, "So fierce?"

This sentence sprinkled another handful of salt on the wound of the golden armor godman.

"Get out!" he was so angry that he swept his arm and directly smashed Lao Xiucai's "body" out for hundreds of miles, and fell into the river behind Suishan Mountain.

He snorted coldly, slapped the inconspicuous silver nugget with one palm, and swept towards the place where Lao Xiucai fell into the water.

After that, a golden light as thick as a mountain peak burst through the canopy of mountains and rivers and returned to Suishan Mountain in the Middle Earth Divine Continent.

In the rivers behind Suishan Mountain, Lao Xiucai traveled all the way back to the shore, his shoulders shook, and the originally soaked Confucian shirt was instantly dry and refreshing, he spread out his palms, looked at the silver ingot, and said with a sad face: "It's hot." ”

Whether it is a matter of chance, whether the master gives it to the student, or the master gives it to the apprentice, it pays attention to a step-by-step approach, never the bigger the better, but just enough for people to hold, bear, and eat.

Otherwise, those thousand-year-old lords of the immortal family on the mountain have accumulated so many strong family foundations, passed down from generation to generation, and spread out, today this son has just become a qi practitioner, so he will throw him a sharp weapon with an incomparable edge, and tomorrow the grandson has good bones, so he will give him a magic weapon that breaks the mountain and slaughters the city at every turn, so that he will have to rebel a long time ago, why should this vast world have to listen to the rules maintained by your school palace academy?

Moreover, the entanglement of cause and effect is the most annoying.

It's troublesome.

That's why Lao Xiucai secretly took away the hosta at that time.

In fact, Ah Liang just didn't see its true doorway, and Lao Xiu handed it over to Qi Jingchun, which naturally had a deep meaning, in order to deal with the worst outcome, once Qi Jingchun really made enemies on all sides one day, he could have a place to live.

It's a pity that Qi Jingchun chose not to use it in the end, in addition to not wanting to involve the old Xiucai of Gongdelin's mentor, I am afraid that he is also one of the backers to protect Chen Ping'an.

forced Lao Xiucai to go to Aquarius in person to meet his little junior brother collected by Mr. Qi Jingchun.

And at that time, he Qi Jingchun was already dead, even if his husband came all the way and was not satisfied with this closed disciple, but for the sake of his Qi Jingchun's face, with the temperament of Lao Xiucai, most of them would admit it if they pinched their noses, and if Chen Ping'an really had a hurdle that he couldn't cross in the future, even if Lao Xiucai imprisoned himself in Gongdelin, it was still okay to go out with a sentence or two.

But Qi Jingchun miscalculated, that is, he didn't expect his husband to leave Gongdelin so quickly.

It was for him.

Just like he is for Chen Ping'an.

I'm afraid this is the real kindred spirit.

Lao Xiucai stepped out in one step, came to the top of the mountain, and said with emotion: "Xiao Qi, you are much better than Mr. in this matter." Well, Chen Ping'an, a closed-door disciple, sir, I am very satisfied. Thinking about it, I also figured out one thing in Gongdelin, and I just lack such a student. ”

Lao Xiucai's eyes widened suddenly, "What about people?"

Lao Xiucai was so anxious that he stomped his feet, suddenly quieted down, and said with a wicked smile: "Oh, really, this disciple of mine is still young, oh, it seems that he is fourteen or fifteen years old, not young, and many places outside have already married and had children......"

Somewhere in the sky, the woman smiled, "Twice." ”

Lao Xiucai pretended to turn his head sideways and pricked up his ears, "What, what are you talking about?" I can't hear clearly, I'm not only behind my ears, but I also don't speak clearly, and my speech is always mis......understood."

No wonder he was once able to teach such a big apprentice as Cui Yun.

It's just that after the sound disappeared, the old man turned his head to look at a certain boulder, on which were engraved the four big characters "Straight to Heaven".

The old man retracted his gaze and looked down the mountain, "I still want to take a good look at the great rivers and mountains, a thousand years is too short, and ten thousand years is not long." ”

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When Chen Ping'an woke up, he found himself sitting on the railing of the golden arch bridge again, the arch bridge was still as long as last time, there was no head or tail in sight, and there was a sea of clouds all around, which made people at a loss.

I can't imagine what will happen to me once I stumble and fall, will I be crushed to pieces? Will I continue to fall into the endless abyss? Will it be because the road from the ground is too far, if I can not starve to death, will the original fourteen-year-old boy be fifteen years old when he falls to death?

Chen Ping'an has actually been thinking about some strange things.

It's just that because I haven't read a book, it looks very rustic.

The woman in white sat side by side with Chen Ping'an, and said softly: "This was once a battlefield, and when the war ended, only this arch bridge remained. Look there, there used to be an East Heaven Gate standing over there, quite big, the guy who was in charge of guarding the door there at that time was a squinting man, wearing a silver armor called 'Big Frost', the person is not bad, but the mouth is a little cheap. My first master, who had a fight with his immediate boss, won a fight with a few of his helpers watching from a distance, but no one dared to show up to help. ”

Chen Ping'an followed her fingers and saw an empty place, with occasional flashes of brilliance.

She whispered, "There's nothing now." ”

Chen Ping'an felt a little fascinated and sighed: "That's it." ”

She shook her feet slightly, propped her hands on the railing, and said with a smile: "Cultivating the Tao and cultivating the Changsheng Bridge, working hard to build the Changsheng Bridge, in order to build a retained one, not to become a speck of dust in the long river of time, so everyone likes to claim to go against the current." ”

Chen Ping'an snorted, this sentence is still understandable, live well, who doesn't like it.

She turned her head and asked with a smile, "Are you tired after walking such a long way?"

Chen Ping'an thought about it seriously, "Tired is not tired, it is actually easier than going into the mountains to collect medicine and burn charcoal when I was a child." It's just that when I encounter too strange people and things, I always can't sleep well. ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head and smiled happily: "But I slept very well just now." In the past, although he was poor in the town, he could fall asleep every day, but now he travels with them with the treasure bottle, but he doesn't dare to do this, he is afraid of any accidents. ”

She continued, "No complaints?"

Chen Ping'an thought about it, learned from the fairy sister beside him, supported the railing with both hands, shook his feet, looked into the distance, and said softly: "Yes, for example, a girl named Zhu Lu, how can she be so unkind." A female ghost in a wedding dress, just because she felt that the man she loved didn't love her anymore, killed a lot of scholars passing by, if it wasn't for the treasure bottle by their side at that time, I would have used a wisp of sword energy to kill her. ”

"Other things, it's hard to say it's a complaint, I can't talk about it, but I still feel a little upset, for example, Li Huai always doesn't work hard to study, and he doesn't listen to any persuasion, I really don't know how Mr. Qi could endure it and not beat him at the beginning. There are delicious delicacies of the mountains and seas, these guys don't like to eat the food I cooked, I'm actually quite depressed, oil and salt are very expensive, and I go to the river to fish, and can't pick the time, often can't catch a few, every time I go back and see their faces full of disappointment, I will be particularly aggrieved, if I don't want to delay your study tour, give me a day or two to lay a nest, keep watch for the night and fish well, how big a fish I can catch. ”

"Recently, it was Lin Shou who was angry, in fact, I was very weak-hearted, although it was mainly for him to practice well, but I was selfish, because someone told me that the bridge of immortality was broken, and I may not be able to practice in this life, but I don't want to give up like this, firstly, I promised the fairy sister that you will become a flying immortal in the future, and secondly, I myself envy Ah Liang and them, just like Li Huai said, stepping on a sword, swishing and flying around, wherever you want, how handsome and majestic, of course I want to. ”

The tall woman listened quietly to the young man's thoughts, and quipped: "Yo, you will also think about things for yourself." ”

The young man squinted his eyes and looked into the distance as much as possible, and said with a smile: "Of course, after my father and mother died, I have always been thinking about myself, and it is difficult to think about others. In fact, after meeting you, I became like this, fighting with people, buying mountains and shops, reading and reading, making small bookcases, walking piles to practice boxing, spending money to buy books, choosing routes, sharpening knives and feeding horses, I am very busy every day, but I don't regret it, I am very happy!"

Chen Ping'an muttered: "I just miss them a little, and I don't know if they are doing well." ”

She also lamented what the boy said, "That's it." ”

Chen Ping'an suddenly turned his head and said in a low voice: "Sister Immortal, I am rich now, very rich!"

She laughed dumbly.

Just remembering the growing years of my youth, I was quickly relieved.

Just the Chinese New Year's Eve must post the Spring Festival, such a big thing, can make the teenager talk about it for so many years, so having money, of course, is the most happy thing.

The young man suddenly said with a firm look in his eyes: "Sister Fairy, don't worry, I will definitely try my best to do what I promised you." ”

She turned sideways, put her hand on the young man's head, and said gently, "I'm already very happy to meet you." ”

She seemed to feel that she was not satisfied, so she simply bent down and pressed her forehead against the young man's forehead.

The innocent teenager is just a little naturally shy, and he wants to scratch his head but doesn't dare.

She smiled and put her posture away.

In the end, the sword spirit and the boy were barefoot and straw sandals. Just look into the distance together and shake their legs.

Time passed, and I didn't know it.

If you take today as a ferry in the long river of time, and go upriver for 20,000 years, if you talk about the great killing power and murderous spirit of the sword spirit, she is the only one, higher than the sky!