The young Taoist priest stood up, straightened his clothes, and strode into the embroidery square, looking generous and righteous, and said loudly: "Listen to the small word first!"

Everyone present looked at this foreign Taoist priest, with different expressions, the young Taoist of the Divine Sect, there was a black rope tied around his waist, the young man saw the Taoist priest Zhang Shan, his face was a little displeased, he took off the rope and threw it casually, the rope was like a spiritual snake, stretched itself in the air, and instantly tied up the young Taoist, Zhang Shan swayed like a zongzi, almost fell, and finally stood firm.

The young man of the Divine Sect sneered: "Why should I listen to your nonsense? A fake Taoist priest of unknown origin, if he dares to make noise, he will directly throw you out of the courtyard." ”

Taoist priest Zhang Shan said angrily: "Xiaodao's surname is Zhang Mingshan, he is from Juluzhou, he studied under the Lingxiao Sect Fire Dragon Zhenren, and Xiaodao is a child of the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain with a well-documented family tree! This time he traveled far and came to Aquarius to sharpen his Dao heart, in order to complete the test of the Longhu Mountain Mountain Gate, as long as Xiaodao returns to his hometown, he will be able to become a registered Taoist priest of the Golden Jade Spectrum of the Heavenly Master's Mansion! You Divine Sect, such a great prestige, dare to bully the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain like this!"

The young man of the Divine Decree Sect, who was not experienced enough in the rivers and lakes, was a little confused, and he lost his arrogance for a while.

Obviously, it was to deter the "Dragon and Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion". It is really unconfident to wrestle with the Divine Decree Sect.

The shadow of a person's famous tree, the fame that can spread to the sect of Aquarius, there is no one to mess with.

The Dragon and Tiger Mountain of the Middle Earth Divine Continent is even more famous, not affiliated with any of the three Taoist sects, it is a Taoist system that stands on its own, of course, the young Taoist priests of the Divine Decree Sect have heard of it, but it is only limited to some legends of gods and ghosts, and most of them are shallow and ugly people in the market to spread false rumors, ordinary mountain practitioners will not take it seriously, only listen to it as a joke, but the Divine Decree Sect is the immortal gate valve of the sect, for the true heritage of the Heavenly Master Mansion of Longhu Mountain, I know far more than others, the Zhang family Heavenly Master has a palm print in one hand, a fairy sword in the other, the Taoism is boundless, and the killing power is endless, that is really in the Middle Earth Divine Continent where there are many gods, and can also rank among the top ten immortals of the upper five realms, This is a bit similar to the transcendent status of the head of the Divine Decree Sect and the Heavenly Monarch Qi Zhen in the Dongbao Aquarius Continent, so it is easy for the Divine Decree Sect to understand the immortal aura of Longhu Mountain.

Taoist priest Zhang Shan took advantage of the victory to pursue, with a righteous face, staring at the leading old Taoist with uncertain eyes, "Yang Huang, as a former disciple of the Divine Decree Sect, is a love word, and has fallen to this point, even from the outsiders of Xiaodao, they also feel that they can sing and cry, and they want to tear a handful of sympathy for the couple.

The youngest Daoist Sect boy of the Divine Decree Sect, who was holding a long strip of ancient wood, gently tugged at the sleeve of the young Taoist priest and asked quietly, "Senior sister, I think that Zhang Tianshi is quite right, what do you think?"

The girl with a green and yellow bamboo whip on her waist shook her head and said, "Don't take it seriously when you say polite words." ”

Chen Ping'an was an eye-opener.

But at the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the ridge of the embroidery building, a little puzzled.

Taoist priest Zhang Shan wanted to stretch out his finger and point at the old Taoist's nose to increase the momentum of his words, but when he found that he was tied up strongly, he simply jumped forward and sneered: "What's more, the old immortal chief is Yang Huang's former peer brother and brother, and he has many years of friendship with the same sect. Why, my Zhang family Heavenly Master, no matter whether he is registered or named, as long as he travels all over the world, as long as he meets each other, he will inevitably be familiar at first sight, but your Divine Sect does not have such an atmosphere? Besides, although Xiaodao is a disciple of the Zhang family in Longhu Mountain, and he is also a person who climbs the mountain and cultivates the Tao, he also knows that the law is nothing more than the simple truth of human feelings. ”

The young Taoist priest finally changed his tone, and said with a smile: "Old Immortal Chief, could it be that he has an old grudge with Yang Huang, so he has to force this couple to die regardless of the sect's temperament, right?

The old Taoist with his hands behind his back narrowed his eyes and smiled without saying a word.

The young Taoist standing on the wall suddenly said something that no one could understand, and the Taoist priest Zhang Shan was a little confused, but unexpectedly, the young Taoist who carried the sword and the bell turned back to the Aquarius Yayan, condescendingly, stretched out his hand to the Taoist priest Zhang Shan, and said angrily: "You liar, why can't you answer a single question if you ask you in the official dialect of Juluzhou?

Unexpectedly, when he met a bastard who could blow the conch more than himself, Taoist priest Zhang Shan was furious, and began to scold the young Taoist priest with the real Juluzhou Yayan, and then turned back to the Aquarius Continent language, "Honest and untrue, reversing black and white, what a Divine Sect, what a Taoist Master of Aquarius!"

I didn't think that the young Taoist priest on the wall ignored Taoist Zhang Shan at all, he had already turned his head to look at the old Taoist, and proposed with a smile: "Master, it has been preliminarily determined that this person is not from Juluzhou, as for whether this person is a disciple of the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain, it still needs to be determined slowly, why don't you take it down first, throw it aside, let's clean up the portal first, and dispose of the pair of ghosts and ghosts before talking about anything else?"

The old Taoist seemed to be moved, and just as he was about to speak, Xu Yuanxia, the bearded swordsman, finally couldn't help the evil breath in his heart, and as he said before, he held the treasure knife in his hand, stepped forward, took a step forward, and laughed: " It's just a nobody, and there's no way to ask the immortal masters of the Divine Sect to sell any face, but if the immortal masters want to punish Yang Huang and act according to the law, Xu will listen to him and learn the golden rules of the sect's head immortal family, in the end, there is no way to follow, but if you don't give an explanation, you will kill Yang Huang and his wife, Xu is fighting a hundred or dozens of catties of meat, just with a knife in his hand, he also has to teach and understand the immortal masters' Tongtian Dao method!"

The young man of the Divine Decree Sect, who used a hand to bind the demon rope, suddenly asked: "Since you claim to be from the small sect of Longhu Mountain located in Juluzhou, do you have a customs clearance document? Can you prove that you are from Juluzhou and are a child of the Zhang family? If you can't prove it, if you pretend to be Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, you will not be able to eat and walk away." ”

Taoist priest Zhang Shan had a difficult look on his face, revealing a trace of hesitation.

The bearded swordsman had a little headache, thinking that if it was really a little Taoist priest who was arrogant and pretended to be a distant relative of the Huang Zi nobleman on Longhu Mountain, it would be a big crime, and he would have to suffer a lot if he fell into the hands of the Divine Sect who had the right to supervise the Daoist system of a continent. The Taoist master of a continent, where the responsibility lies, in the final analysis, is only four words, but the weight is extremely heavy, called "the original source".

Taoist priest Zhang Shan took a deep breath, turned his head and said, "Chen Ping'an, help take out the customs clearance documents from the baggage." ”

Yang Huang, the ghost of the ancient house, smiled bitterly, turned her head to look at her, she seemed to see her husband's thoughts, nodded, Yang Huang turned around and said loudly: "Xu Xiashi, Zhang Daochang, your kindness, Yang Huang understands, if there is an afterlife, it must be rewarded! Today, whether the Divine Sect is guilty of public punishment or revenge with personal grudges, Yang Huang and Humble Jing bear all the responsibilities, but Xu Xiashi, Zhang Daochang, and the little brother surnamed Chen, don't think that the people who cultivate the Tao of my Divine Sect are all such people, absolutely not so, absolutely not!"

In the end, Yang Huang laughed wantonly, as if he had lived for a hundred years, his mood had never been so relaxed and happy, he stretched out his thumb and pointed to himself, "I am a god!"

After a slight pause, the ghost Yang Huang pointed his finger at the old Taoist, "Fools like you who don't cultivate their minds are a minority after all, no wonder a hundred years of time have passed by in a flash, you Zhao Liu is still a Five Realms cultivator, haha, a hundred years ago, I, Yang Huang, was already a Five Realms Qi practitioner, if I remember correctly, you Zhao Liu, who was only in the Three Realms Willow Muscle Realm at that time?

After some words, the man in the ancient house spoke unscrupulously and heartily, but it made the juniors of the sect under the old Taoist look at each other and be quite embarrassed. Especially the young Taoist priest who called Lao Dao his master, he was full of murderous intentions, and the long sword behind his back was ready to move in the sheath, and he turned out to be a sword cultivator.

However, Yang Huang's words just hit this person's heart, Master Zhao Liu has been stranded in the Three Realms for decades, and the young sword cultivation has been stagnant in this realm for a long time, step by step from a stunningly talented sword cultivation embryo to a talented and beautiful jade who is expected to be in the Five Realms, and slowly reduced to an embroidery pillow with a bleak future, almost a lifetime of hopelessness to refine a natal flying sword, and his status in the Divine Sect has also plummeted in just ten years.

Back then, he was even able to occasionally chat with the golden boy and girl who were famous in one continent.

What an honor?!

Especially the Dao Aunt's Crown, who was often accompanied by a magical white deer by her side, she also showed a smile when she was chatting back then.

What a rare sight this is, even if it's a polite smile?

You must know that she is a woman who is desperate for even the land sword immortals. Moreover, that Fengxue Temple Sword Immortal was also the youngest Upper Five Realms Sword Cultivator in the thousand-year-old history of Aquarius.

In the end, now he can only follow a hopeless master, take this group of little children in the muddy pond at the foot of the mountain, crawling and rolling, in the name of experience and cultivation, along the way to kill some yin things that have not yet been opened, subduing a few mountain spirits and water monsters that have not yet transformed into human shapes, and then entangled with some messy sect gangsters, tree demons and ghosts, what is this?

When he was angry, he was about to draw his sword.

Anyway, it is also a ghost tree spirit, it is not a pity to die, no matter how bad he is, he is also a sword cultivator in the Three Realms, and together with several elders, the golden boy who is in charge of the affairs of the outer door of the Divine Sect, after all, he still accumulated some incense from nodding friends back then, presumably even if there is a punishment, it is just a copy of books on the wall, what are you afraid of?

Without warning, a narrow voice rang out, "The sword can't be unsheathed casually. ”

Everyone followed the sound, and looked up in unison, the night ripples over there, gently rippling, the uninvited guest, who seemed to have used a superior invisibility talisman, in fact, has been watching the fire on the other side of the roof, and slowly showed her figure at this moment, she is a girl who is not so slender and graceful, but not bloated and fat, she has a ruddy round face, wearing red satin clothes, very blessed.

The old Taoist was a little panicked, and hurriedly bowed his hand and said, "Zhao Liu, visit Uncle Fu." ”

The round-faced girl who stepped on a long sword wondered, "Do you recognize me?"

The old Taoist smiled all over his face, "Disciples of the Divine Sect, no matter whether they are inside or outside, how can anyone not know Uncle Fu, it is too lonely and unheard." ”

The round-faced girl suddenly darkened her face and sneered: "Why, the whole sect already knows about the failure of my confession to the golden boy?" Which long-tongued woman or idle man told you, say it and listen to it, after I return to the sect, I must thank you." ”

Not only are the old Taoists confused, but in fact, everyone is confused.

The reason why they recognize this Uncle Fu is not a confession, but this highly senior girl sword cultivator, who has an amazing backing in the Divine Sect, usually likes to be a fast sword, rampage between mountain peaks, and is also a little chubby girl, flying around all year round, one of the things I like to do the most is to rush straight into the clouds, and then hit headlong from a height of hundreds of zhang thousands of zhang, only at a height of about two or three zhang from the ground, the emergency sword pulls up the height, flies close to the ground, and goes away in a chic way, who dares to die so much in ordinary sword cultivationWho wouldn't remember this little ancestor?

Besides, the girl tried to turn at a height of one foot above the ground two years ago, but she crashed headlong into the ground, and even a person with a sword was in an extremely simple upside-down posture, just alone over there, and the onlookers who were originally clapping and applauding were dumbfounded.

In the end, it was He Xiaoliang, a jade girl who had a very good relationship with her, who reprimanded her, which made this little ancestor restrain a lot.

It didn't take long for the girl to break through the bottleneck from the Five Realms and successfully enter the Cave Mansion Realm of the Middle Five Realms, and then she started the Imperial Sword Divine Sect again, wandering around the door of the old Immortal Cave Mansion on various peaks every day, so that the elders of the sect who are accustomed to pure cultivation are tired of it one by one, but the girl's grandfather was the current head of the Divine Sect Qi Zhen's preaching teacher before his death, so the Heavenly Monarch Qi Zhen, who has always had a cold temperament, only treats the descendants of this teacher, and even prefers it more than the golden boy and jade girl.

As soon as the girl saw everyone's expressions, she immediately knew that she had a wrong idea, and she also said that she had leaked her mouth, and she wanted to go thousands of miles away on the spot, but when she thought of Sister He's confession with that bullshit golden boy, she had to endure her anger and shame, stood on the roof with a straight face, and began to brew words, and sent the insignificant pair of men and women from the ancient mansion early.

The Divine Sect is the same as many sects, divided into inner and outer doors, before He Xiaoliang broke away from the Divine Sect, the golden boy and jade girl came out of a sect, which is an extremely rare event, in order to experience the pride of the two heavens, the head of the sect Qi Zhen specially let the two juniors meddle in the affairs of the outer door, of course, it is not directly thrown to them such a big stall, by their dictatorship, but similar to the secular dynasty of the imperial history of the official, with the right to supervise the hundred officials, and He Xiaoliang They sometimes, they will also be given full authority to deal with some foreign mundane affairs, there will be the right of Zhu Criticism, that is, in the Zhu pen to write specific suggestions on how to deal with affairs, and then handed over to the disciples of the sect who are specifically responsible for the secular affairs of the mountain, as one of the experiences, what is the final result, He Xiaoliang and the two have the right to inspect and evaluate.

Therefore, He Xiaoliang, the Taoist jade girl of Aquarius Continent, is indeed deeply cultivated by the sect, but she resolutely chose to leave the Divine Decree Sect, not to mention that outsiders do not understand, that is, within the Divine Decree Sect, many elders and ancestors feel incredible, so they angrily scolded He Xiaoliang for being a white-eyed wolf who could not be raised.

It is really the top and bottom of the Divine Decree Sect, and they attach too much importance to He Xiaoliang, who is blessed with the best fortune in the world, and it is the so-called deep hatred of love.

Yang Huang sent a secret letter to the mountain gate, the Divine Decree Sect had actually received it at the beginning of the New Year, at that time He Xiaoliang had not yet left the sect, and Jin Tong also had a conflict over this letter. He Xiaoliang directly gave the opposite opinion, Zhu Pi's wording was extremely harsh, saying that Yang Huang, as a disciple of the Divine Decree Sect, had become a ghost and should be severely punished to set an example.

However, He Xiaoliang and the two of them dealt with the female ghost about the same, and chose to ignore it.

Because of the dispute between the two sides, Yang Huang's secret letter was temporarily shelved, the outer door of the Divine Decree Sect, about this matter, it is reasonable, and there is an unspeakable general trend, more inclined to He Xiaoliang at that time, but no one thought that He Xiaoliang was suddenly not a disciple of the Divine Decree Sect, and even the identity of a continent jade girl was abandoned, the golden boy who had loved He Xiaoliang for many years seemed to feel that the secret letter was too unlucky, and he was unwilling to pay attention to it, and the things he needed to deal with at hand were countless, so he casually threw it to a law enforcement elder in the outer gate, just saying that it was handed over to the disciples who went down the mountain to practice, and it was cheap to do it, don't consider the contradictory content of the Zhu criticism above.

The follow-up matter was very clear, Zhao Liu seized this opportunity and personally went down the mountain to avenge his personal revenge.

But the round-faced girl surnamed Fu, I don't know where I heard about it, so I secretly followed it all the way, just enough to relax, I don't have to think about that bullshit golden boy in the Divine Decree Sect, she flew over thousands of mountains and rivers with her sword, so unhappy, there were occasional storms along the way, as soon as I heard that it was the inner door of the Divine Decree Sect, all the unruly martial arts masters, mountain and field overhaul, I can't wait to worship her as a Bodhisattva.

The words of the girl surnamed Fu can be faked, but the rare lotus crown that she doesn't dare to trespass, and the dazzling golden topaz pendant on her waist, can't deceive people.

After the round-faced girl appeared.

The bearded swordsman and Taoist priest Zhang Shan all understood that the fate of Yang Huang and his wife was no longer something they could control, and it was pointless to say more.

An "elder" of the Divine Decree Sect only needs to say one word.

Yang Huang held the female ghost's hand, looked up at the girl, and said with a calm smile: "The evil obstacle Yang Huang and the clumsy Jing are all up to Uncle Fu, regardless of life or death, follow Uncle Fu's decree." ”

The round-faced girl glanced at the couple, one withered and the other ugly, and their appearance was really unlikeable, and certainly not disgusting. As soon as she thought of the two Zhu Approvals on the secret letter, the girl sighed, thinking to herself that Sister He was no longer a member of the Divine Decree Sect anyway, so what did she mean by that bullshit golden boy?

She cleared her throat and gave orders: "Zhao Liu, lead the team, go to deal with the obscene temple, as for whether to do it yourself or contact the local court and government, you can do it yourself." Yang Huang and his wife, so be it, as long as you don't do bad things under the banner of the Divine Decree Sect in the future, in short, from today on, everything you and your wife do has nothing to do with the Divine Decree Sect. ”

Now that she has seen the excitement, the round-faced girl doesn't want to stay in this ghost place where the mountains and rivers are broken, and she quickly resists the sword and breaks through the air, and the speed is extremely fast. Other people's edgeworth flies, all of them slowly climb along an arc, and finally enter the high altitude, but the girl surnamed Fu can't wait to go straight to the sky, straight into the sky, it is thrilling to watch, and I always feel that she will accidentally fall back to the ground.

Yang Huang remembered something and said loudly: "Thank you Uncle Fu for your kindness in retreating from the enemy earlier!"

The old Taoist Zhao Liu, bowed his hand and sent the girl away, and after that, he snorted coldly and turned away without saying a word.

Yang Huang did not get carried away, but instead hugged his fists and apologized to all the little immortal masters of the Divine Sect other than the old Taoist master and apprentice: "Yang Huang is filthy, and he doesn't dare to send off all the immortal masters. ”

The young Taoist priest who took back the demon rope, and the sister who wore a ghost bamboo whip on her waist, hesitated for a moment, and both nodded slightly.

The little Taoist boy who was holding the demon suppression wood swaggered away, suddenly turned his head, made a grimace, and smiled at the tree ghost girl: "Ugly eight monsters, ugly eight monsters!"

The female ghost, who was originally smiling and groaning, suddenly looked sad, slowly turned her head, covered her face with her hands, and didn't dare to see anyone again.

In a split second.

Xiao Daotong stopped suddenly, and stood in place in a daze, not moving, not because he didn't want to move, but because he didn't dare to move.

Among the group, in fact, the most valued disciple of the sect was him, a cultivator with outstanding natural intuition, not the twin siblings, or even the foolish sword cultivator who had "been lying on the sun in the Three Realms for many years".

He quickly turned his head to look.

The little Taoist priest clutched the demon wood engraved with "Ten Thousand Ghosts Bow to the Head", his palms were full of sweat, he slowly shifted his gaze, the ugly eight strange female ghosts did not say, Yang Huang, the ghost of the sick seedling, only relied on a divine soldier and a majestic bearded swordsman, it was very likely that it was the Taoist priest of Juluzhou of Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, and finally the young man with an expressionless face,

The little Taoist priest with a young face, acting like this, fell into the eyes of others, and it was only regarded as a child's play.

Only Chen Ping'an stretched out two fingers and quietly made a strange gesture of poking forward.

The little Taoist priest quickly blinked, swallowed his saliva, and finally smiled far-fetched, and he politely waved goodbye to the guy whose intuition made him feel extremely dangerous.

The little Taoist priest complained while running, Mom, this guy is so powerful, why does he look so much like an old monster in the Middle Five Realms? And he is also the kind of monk who often goes down the mountain to fight and has been through a hundred battles.

The little Taoist priest didn't think about going online, and instigated Zhao Liu's master and apprentice to kill a horse pistol, because it was meaningless.

On the path of cultivation, in addition to seeking the Tao, it is better to have more than one thing, which is not nonsense.

The little Taoist priest ran and ran, smiling a little again, and his mood suddenly turned gloomy and amorous.

Wow, if it's exactly as my master said, there are also worldly masters at the bottom of the mountain! Isn't this just a bump into myself? After I go back, I must tell my master that the one I met is at least an old monster in the Jindan Realm, maybe he is still an immortal in the Ten Realms, stinky and shameless, pretending to be a teenager, and he is so scared that he almost farts and urine......

The little Taoist priest ran happily, and there was a jump, and he said happily: "Yo, this trip down the mountain is not a loss." ”

The sisters and brothers in the verandah in front of them turned their heads at the same time.

The little Taoist priest immediately held his breath and concentrated, and after landing on the ground, he continued to move forward steadily in an old-fashioned manner.

Over there, after a turmoil, although the men and women of the ancient house were frightened from beginning to end, but finally the rest of their lives, the couple shook hands, looked at each other and smiled, everything was in the words, only felt that they got what they wanted, the burden was scattered, and the bitterness was sweet.

Taoist priest Zhang Shan smiled at Chen Ping'an and said, "Sword Immortal Sword Immortal, have you seen it, such a young Sword Immortal, right?"

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless.

The rain had stopped, and the young Taoist priest looked at the night sky and sighed, "I really want to chant a poem." ”

The bearded swordsman laughed and laughed.

Either way, things finally came to a happy end.

This is more than doing the right thing for heaven on weekdays, successfully slaying demons, and drinking wine, which makes the bearded man feel happy.

The old woman who fell to the ground was on the side of the courtyard in Sanjin, and finally woke up and turned around, and immediately flew over, but when she saw the male and female hosts who were all right, she was slightly relieved, Yang Huang smiled softly at the old woman: "It's all over, don't worry about those sneaky villains in the future." ”

The old woman was stunned at first, and then cried with joy, crying silently.

The female ghost named Yingying slowly moved her torso, "wandered" over, gently grabbed the old woman's shoulder, and gently comforted: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Nothing to do, no longer a little dull and depressed, the ghost Yang Huang laughed and said: "Xu Daxia, Zhang Xianshi, and Chen Gongzi! If you don't dislike it, let us do our best to be a landlord? Prepare a table of good wine and good food? Have a drink?"

The bearded swordsman Xu Yuanxia nodded with a smile, and asked Taoist priests Zhang Shan and Chen Ping'an, "What do you think?"

Taoist priest Zhang Shan smiled: "Why not?"

Chen Ping'an also nodded with a smile and patted the wine gourd on his waist, "If I can, I want to buy some wine from you." ”

Yang Huang waved his hand, as if he had regained the vigor of the disciple of the Divine Decree Sect back then, and said briskly: "What do you buy wine? The self-brewed cellar soil roast at home is not considered alcohol, but the taste is really good, after supper, eat and drink enough, Chen Gongzi can just move away!"

Everyone laughed loudly, and the ancient house no longer had the slightest sense of forest and yin, only the intoxicating pride of the rivers and lakes before drinking.

After that, the old woman smiled, still kept lowering her head and wiping her tears, and walked briskly to the stove to cook vegetables.

The couple entertained guests in the main room of the Sanjin courtyard and chatted with the bearded knife guest.

Taoist priest Zhang Shan hesitated for a moment, but still called Chen Ping'an, came to the courtyard verandah, and said apologetically: "Chen Ping'an, Xiaodao's real name is actually Zhang Shanfeng, not Zhang Shan, I'm sorry, as a friend, I have been hiding from you for so long, and I am not very kind." ”

Chen Ping'an sat on the railing and said: "Walk the rivers and lakes, be careful to sail the boat of ten thousand years." What's wrong with that, it's good. ”

The young Taoist's eyes lit up, and he said: "You don't use your real name to walk the rivers and lakes, right? Just say, although the name Chen Ping'an has a good meaning, it is still a bit cheesy ......in the end."

Chen Ping'an rolled his eyes: "It's my real name!"

The young Taoist priest was suddenly a little embarrassed, and after a moment of silence, he remembered something and asked in a low voice, "What did you do when you gave Xiaodao a round ball before?"

Chen Ping'an said sorry in his heart, and then said with a smile: "Actually, there was a lot of fighting in the opposite side of the room before, so I went out to watch a fierce battle, and the scholar surnamed Chu turned out to be a tree demon and was ...... After the sword fairy was killed, he dropped the magic weapon that seemed to be called a pill, and the sword fairy couldn't see it, so he left directly, and I went to pick it up secretly. ”

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand and handed over the ball.

"The Sword Immortal should be the girl of the Divine Decree Sect. The young Taoist priest suddenly, after taking the hand, weighed it, it was not heavy, looked down carefully, gently turned in the palm of his hand, and vaguely saw a slight crack, the Taoist priest named Zhang Shanfeng had a solemn face, and handed it back to Chen Ping'an," It is indeed very similar to the legendary soldier armor pill, but this armor pill should have suffered a heavy blow, resulting in a trace of flaws on it, but take 10,000 steps back and say, the armor pill is extremely rare and expensive treasures, although Xiaodao does not know how high the price is, but it must be a good thing that is not exaggerated in value, you put it away, don't show it to outsiders, as long as you find a master to sew and repair it in the future, you can rest assured that you can wear it on your body, which is equivalent to a first-class talisman!"

This soldier's armor pill, according to the scholar surnamed Chu himself, is a magic weapon in the royal treasury of the ancient Yu Kingdom, and it is worth three thousand snowflakes.

Chen Ping'an didn't hide it in his sleeve and take advantage of the situation, but said tentatively: "You also know, I am a person who practices martial arts, and the boxing method I have learned is indomitable, and I can't rely too much on foreign objects, otherwise my fist will not be refreshing enough, so this nail pill, I don't have much use to keep it, sell it to you, three hundred snow money, what's the matter?"

The young Taoist priest shook his head vigorously and laughed at himself: "Don't say that it is three hundred snowflakes, that is, 12,000 snowflakes, such a rare treasure, as long as Xiaodao has this family background, he will buy it by smashing pots and selling iron, and he doesn't blink his eyes, but Xiaodao is now so poor that it will not be difficult to eat a full meal on the Kun boat." ”

Chen Ping'an gently threw the ball to Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng, and said with a smile: "Then when you owe me three hundred snowflake money, don't be in a hurry to refuse, do you think, just your body bones that fainted after being drenched in the rain, if the two of us encounter demons and monsters again in the future, how can we fight with others? If you wear a pill, maybe the two of us will have a much better chance of winning, once you have a gain, it will all belong to me, when you pay back the money, okay?"

The young Taoist priest sighed, carefully accepted the armor pill that he had never dreamed of before, sat side by side with Chen Ping'an on the verandah railing, looked at the sky together, and shouted softly: "Chen Ping'an......"

Then there was no more to say, as if many words could not be spoken.

Chen Ping'an propped his hands on the railing, "You see that I didn't help me from beginning to end this time, and you didn't dislike me for dragging my feet." ”

The young Taoist scratched his head, saying this, it seemed that he was a little relieved, Chen Ping'an regarded himself as a friend, and he also regarded him as a friend, between friends, shouldn't be so well-behaved and pay attention to everything?

He suddenly laughed and said: "The whisk is like a halberd, and the hero carries a treasure knife." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled, yes, this is praising the bearded man Xu Yuanxia.

The young Taoist said: "Abandon the text and travel to Haiyue, and work hard to find the truth. ”

Well, he should be talking about himself.

Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng turned his head and said: "Chen Ping'an, I didn't expect the poems about you now, and when the trail is touched in the future, there will definitely be it, rest assured, the trail is guaranteed to be very heroic!"

Chen Ping'an couldn't cry or laugh, it was not good to dampen his interest, so he had to nod and agree: "Okay, okay." ”

Chen Ping'an jumped off the railing, ran to the stove room, turned his head and shouted, "I'll help cook the vegetables." ”

Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng hummed and sat in place, with mixed feelings.

On the side of the main room, from time to time there was a hearty laugh of a bearded man.

The young Taoist priest changed his sitting position, his back against the pillar, his arms around his chest, and remembered the high mountain in his hometown, so he closed his eyes, hummed a small tune of self-made lyrics, shook his head, and wandered.

When he finally opened his eyes, the young Taoist murmured softly, "I want to ask who wrote this song?"

Chen Ping'an was actually thinking about things.

In the previous battle with the scholar surnamed Chu, Chen Ping'an roughly counted the catties of his martial arts three realms, among the many boxing techniques taught by the barefoot old man, the godman drum style is already the most powerful one, Chen Ping'an relied on the shrinking talisman at that time, hit with one punch, and then punched in the fist, but even so, the scholar of the ancient elm country tree spirit, although it is said that there is a pill to change into a bright armor to protect the body, but Chen Ping'an is actually the limit of boxing, that is, the twenty fist god drum style, not even one punch, so if it is not for the flying sword in the sword gourd to kill the enemy, I am afraid that the scholar will exhaust his strength, once the god drumming style exhausts his breath, he can free his hand, If one or two attacking magic weapons are used, what should he Chen Ping'an do?

It shouldn't be difficult to escape, but it's hard to win and kill the enemy.

However, being able to combine his boxing skills with the attacks of the two flying swords on the first fifteenth day of the first month, and even a little bit of seamlessness, is also a reward.

But deep down in Chen Ping'an's heart, he still felt that he was not hearty enough, and after all, it was a little bit less interesting.

It seems that the real answer couldn't be simpler, or that he Chen Ping'an didn't punch fast enough!

Chen Ping'an put away his thoughts, whether he practiced boxing or swordsmanship in the future, he couldn't rush to come, in short, he took one step at a time, and moved forward steadily.

He patted the sword gourd on his waist and laughed softly: "Thank you this time." ”

There was a sense in the gourd, and fifteen began to fly around, very excited.

Chen Ping'an said suddenly: "But when the two of you appear on the stage in the future, can you not be so ...... Dazzling? We don't learn martial arts from others, we need to report a name and show a weapon before we shoot. Let's not pay attention to these things when we go into battle to kill the enemy, right? It's good to sneak out of the sword raiser, don't you think that's the reason?"

Fifteen hovered for an instant, motionless, and seemed to sulk a little.

On the first day of the new year, he even swept out the sword gourd, broke into Chen Ping'an's mansion, and made waves.

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an is now very light on this pain, and trotted forward with a smile on his face and went to the stove room to help.

Harnessing the natal flying sword is just a consumption of mind, and there is no need to use true qi, but there is a distance limit for flying swords to kill enemies, which is directly related to the realm of sword cultivation, or the degree of condensation of the divine soul.

The bottleneck of the first day of junior high school is ten zhang in radius, and the fifteenth is eight zhang.

Not far away is the stove room, which is vaguely bright.

"The name Zhang Shanfeng, where is it better than Chen Ping'an?"

Chen Ping'an slowed down, thinking of this, he was a little unconvinced, but he suddenly grinned, taking care of himself and stealing fun, "Hey, Sword Immortal!"