When Chen Ping'an woke up, it was already the top of the moon, maybe he was hanging his sword and sword, the shopkeeper didn't dare to drive people, pinched his nose and didn't by such a ranger, Chen Ping'an gave some silver, a windfall fell from the sky, and the old shopkeeper was very happy. Chen Ping'an slowly paced back to Zhuangyuan Lane, the business of the Qinglou was deserted, and the bored and beautiful women were lazy and lazy lying on the railing, Chen Ping'an looked up and found that these women, the fat powder makeup was much lighter, but it seemed to look better than the previous heavy makeup.

Along the way, many women accosted and ridiculed upstairs, and another woman directly threw an embroidered handkerchief to Chen Ping'an, shouting, "Brother Jun, come up and sit down, my sister invites you to drink tea and sit on my sister's lap." ”

The Qinglou where she was and the nearby Goolan woman suddenly began to coax, and the meat talk continued. Chen Ping'an easily dodged the embroidered handkerchief, just looked back at the embroidered handkerchief that fell on the ground, went back to pick it up, rolled it into a ball and gently threw it back to the woman. The women in the green buildings on the street were silent at first, and then burst into laughter.

Chen Ping'an's heart was like water, and he walked back to the alley, at the corner of the alley, there was a man and a woman standing in ordinary market clothes, not very old, less than thirty years old, but with a long breath and a calm breath, in the world of lotus flower blessed land, it should belong to a young master with good talent and a good foundation, of course, compared to the geniuses such as smiling face and hairpin Lang Zhou Shi, the gap is still very big.

The man handed Chen Ping'an two packages containing the stolen books they had collected from a nearby bookstore in Fangshi, as well as books on bridge construction selected from the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry, and the woman handed Chen Ping'an a secret file about the scholar surnamed Jiang and the pipa girl.

Chen Ping'an found that when both men and women handed over things to them, whether it was their mood or their hands, they were very unstable.

Chen Ping'an smiled at them, thanked them, and then walked to Cao Qinglang's house.

Killed Fan King Kong Ma Xuan and Pipa Girl on the street, and then almost killed Bird's-eye Peak Lu Fang, defeated the national teacher Chong Qiu, and finally killed Ding Ying, the leader of the Demon Sect.

For these spies who are walking in the imperial court and on the edge of the rivers and lakes in Nanyuan, just like the old general Lu Xiao was in the city at that time, after seeing Yu Zhenyi and the female crown Huang Ting at the peak of the battle, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "True immortals", Chen Ping'an is now in this world, compared to Ding Ying when he was at his peak, he is still one point better.

When Chen Ping'an slowly walked to the courtyard gate and pushed the door in, the young woman took a deep breath, it turned out that she had always held her breath and didn't dare to breathe, and said softly: "It's really so young." ”

The man was a little helpless and didn't speak.

She smiled, "It's so good-looking." ”

After finishing speaking, I felt a little embarrassed.

At this moment, the man suddenly withdrew from the courtyard, leaned back, stretched out his thumb to the woman, and smiled, "Good eyes." ”

The woman was stunned, and even the man who didn't smile was a little caught off guard.

When the sound of the door closing sounded softly, the woman suddenly covered her face and stomped her feet hard.

The man sighed, in fact, she is not usually so stupid, she has been a spy for seven years, she is good at lurking, she has always been meticulous and calm, and she has made a lot of contributions to the Nanyuan Imperial Court.

In the courtyard, Cao Qinglang monk and the little girl who didn't know her name, sitting on a small bench, the two peers didn't chat, the little girl was eating melon seeds, she should have begged Cao Qinglang, the melon seed shell was thrown to the ground, after seeing Chen Ping'an, she was a little panicked, Chen Ping'an glanced at the ground, she immediately put the melon seeds in her hand into her pocket, and then cleaned up.

After Chen Ping'an greeted Cao Qinglang, he went to the house, lit the oil lamp, opened the two packages, and the books that were sold by the little girl were intact and re-stacked on the table, and the books in the Ministry of Industry Yamen were placed on the other side, two small book mountains, one left and one right, like a door god arch guard. Chen Ping'an opened the secret file, which recorded in detail the respective pasts of the scholar surnamed Jiang and the pipa concubine.

Chen Ping'an put the envelope back and tucked it inside a book.

Chen Ping'an began to review this inexplicable chess game.

This time I entered the lotus flower blessed land, although it was full of dangers, but the harvest was very rich.

In the battle with the great martial arts master Chong Qiu, not only successfully broke the bottleneck of the four realms, but in the second battle, Chong Qiu also surrendered his identity at that time, took the initiative to feed his fist, and helped him stabilize the realm of the five realms, although Chong Qiu also had his own considerations, guessing that Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi were very likely to join forces to lay out, and they were unwilling to let them succeed, but no matter what, Chong Qiu admired Chen Ping'an whether it was the grandmaster's temperament, martial arts strength or temperament.

After the battle with Ding Ying, hearty, and twists and turns, Chen Ping'an really held a sword to meet the enemy for the first time, and sure enough, pure martial arts still have to temper their physique on the line of life and death, even if Chen Ping'an does not know the five realms of other martial artists in the world, but he thinks that he has the foundation of the five realms and fights quite well.

This is the foundation of his life, Chen Ping'an is obsessed with money, and he will not change his money.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if this trip to the lotus blessed land, the Changsheng Bridge still can't be built, it is worth the trip, compared to the previous Chen Ping'an hope to go to the ancient battlefield ruins or the Martial Sage Temple to try his luck and strive to be among the five realms, the result is much better.

However, the situation is very good, and there is also a hidden danger.

The problem is that Ding Ying's Yin God Golden Body was hit from the top of Guniu Mountain to the big pit outside Guniu Mountain, especially at the bottom of the last "Thunder Pool", the lotus flower blessed land was involved in the majestic aura and broken martial arts in the area of Guniu Mountain, the sea water poured in, and a brain poured into Chen Ping'an's body, infiltrating into the soul, Chen Ping'an vaguely noticed that on his heart lake, like a burst of mist, lingering, thunder and lightning intertwined, like a dragon snake python soaring clouds and fog, and there are sword lights in the mist, flashing away, as if in the sword to cut the dragon.

Fortunately, these aura, which conflicted with the true qi of pure martial arts, were divided in remote feudal towns, and they did not rise up for the time being, and there was no rebellion. After all, in the Haoran world, the qi practitioner and the pure martial arts from the beginning, are two completely different paths, the martial arts to dissipate the aura in the body, refining a pure true qi like a fire dragon patrolling the four wilds, and the first step of the qi practitioner is the aura of heaven and earth, the more the merrier, and then it is nothing more than to go to the turnips, open up the territory, and build the qi fu trick points into mansion cities, become their own small caves, such as the giant lake next to the big river, whether it is a flood or a dry period, the qi practitioner can always hook himself and the heaven and the earth, the aura is endless, and finally open up the Dan room, form a golden Danke, and then warm up the yin god and the yang god, and finally achieve a side of the immortal realm。

At present, the pattern in Chen Ping'an's body is that the pure true qi and the heaven and earth aura are facing each other, and the two armies are facing each other, each forming a formation, which can be able to maintain the situation that the well water does not interfere with the river water.

Chen Ping'an put away his thoughts, picked up the sword cultivation glove beside the table, and took a sip of wine.

It's so hard to build a bridge of eternal life. It's really easier to destroy a bridge than to build a bridge, and I'm almost going to die in this lotus flower blessed land, as soon as I think of this possibility, Chen Ping'an will inevitably be afraid, even if the lotus flower blessed land is not equal to the sixty years of time in the world, but I will definitely miss the ten-year appointment with Miss Ning, ten years later, how old should Li Baohua and Li Huai be, and during this period, will they be bullied? And what about Gu Can, who went to Shujian Lake? Will Liu Xianyang return to his hometown, return to the town, and then can't find himself? What about the Luoluo Mountain Bamboo Building and the ancestral house of Mud Bottle Lane in Longquan County, as well as the shops in Qilong Lane?

Chen Ping'an stood up, and soon there was a knock on the door of the courtyard, and the thin little girl also ran to Chen Ping'an's side house in general, and was about to remind Chen Ping'an that there was a visitor, the door of the house had been opened, Chen Ping'an saw the Nanyuan female spy standing outside the courtyard gate, holding a long box, Chen Ping'an walked over, she explained softly: "This is the relic of the pipa concubine, the national teacher just ordered someone to bring it, let me hand it over to Chen Xianshi." ”

Without waiting for Chen Ping'an to say anything, she was already blushing slightly and fled.

Cao Qinglang looked at this scene, just curious. The thin little girl's eyes rolled thoughtfully.

Chen Ping'an put the pipa back into the house, Cao Qinglang went back to his room to read at night, and the little girl continued to sit on the bench and eat melon seeds.

Chen Ping'an walked to the bench and found that Cao Qinglang had left the pu fan on the stool, picked it up gently, sat down, and said to the little girl, "You can go home." ”

She swallowed melon seeds, blinked her eyes, shook her head and said: "I don't have a home, I'm just a little beggar, where do I come from, there are many bad people in the beggars, often beat me, I'm too young, I can't eat, and my strength is even smaller, but I can't beat them, the good land in the capital is occupied by them, I can't fight, I can only find a place to live by myself, such as under the bridge, above the stone lions of rich people." ”

Chen Ping'an asked, "Where is your father?"

The thin little girl swallowed melon seeds and said with a smile: "I died early, I am not from the capital, thousands of miles away from here, my hometown suffered from the plague, I was still young at that time, I fled with my father, my mother died on the road, my father took me to this side, the officials and men in the capital are not bad, and they set up a lot of porridge shops outside the city, and my father died after drinking a big bowl of porridge." ”

Chen Ping'an asked again, "How old are you this year?"

After she finished eating the melon seeds, she stretched out her two palms, hooked a little thumb, and shook it, "Nine years old." ”

Chen Ping'an stopped talking.

She laughed a few times, "I don't look like a nine-year-old, do I? No way, hungry, not tall." Did you see the person who gave me the little snowman last time, she is only more than six years old, and she is even taller than me, and the little master in this yard, that Cao Qinglang, is also younger than me. ”

Chen Ping'an shook the fan gently, looking indifferent and indifferent.

The little girl has actually been looking at Chen Ping'an's face and eyes, seeing his appearance, she scolded in her stomach, rich people, really none of them are good things! I never care about the life or death of others, she is obviously a very powerful big person, and a little silver leaks from her fingers, which can make her live a good life, but she just refuses.

She was nine years old, but she was as thin as a five or six-year-old child, Chen Ping'an didn't feel strange, because he also came here like this back then, until he left Mud Bottle Lane and the town and went to Old Man Yao's Dragon Kiln as an apprentice, and he began to climb up, before that, Chen Ping'an was half a head shorter than his peers.

Chen Ping'an has not taken off his infatuation and stopped snow today, so even if he sits on a small bench, he is still very majestic.

This is what makes the little girl so honest tonight.

The fan swayed, the breeze gusted, and Chen Ping'an asked, "How much did you sell for those books you stole and sold them?"

She wrinkled her face and wanted to squeeze out some tears, but she couldn't, so she had to raise a palm and cry out: "I really didn't steal the book, I can swear, if I lie, the sky will thunder, and I won't die!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "You lied, who was struck by the sky and couldn't die?" ”

Her face changed slightly, and she smiled dryly: "Of course it's me, who else can it be?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, "Then who are you, what's your last name?"

The little girl bent down and lowered her head, fiddling with the pile of melon seed shells with her fingers, "I have a surname, but I don't have a name yet, my father and mother left early, so I didn't have time to name me." ”

Speaking of this, she raised her head and said with a bright smile: "But my father told me that our ancestors in our family are very rich, and they have been very big officials, and they have managed thousands of people. ”

Chen Ping'an stopped the pu fan and shook the wine gourd, "Do you want to be your father?"

She blurted out: "I can't remember what I want them to do." ”

Probably thinking that saying this would be unpleasant, she immediately changed her words: "Actually, I still think about it, I often dream of them, but unfortunately I still can't see their appearance, every time I dream of them, when I wake up in the morning, I have tears on my face, but sad." ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at her.

The little girl stretched out her palm again, "I swear!"

Chen Ping'an asked, "Are you really not afraid of God?"

The little girl was a little annoyed, but she didn't dare to contradict this guy, so she quickly lowered her head and muttered, "God has a fart." ”

Chen Ping'an stood up, put down the pu fan, and walked out of the courtyard, where a person stood at the corner of the alley.

The man had a silver lotus crown on his head, a childish look and height, and a long sword on his back.

Chen Ping'an walked around the corner, and the man had already retreated to the other side of the street, which could be regarded as an indication of an attitude, not to come to the door to provoke, but to discuss something.

Chen Ping'an's impression of this person is not good.

Yu Zhenyi, the head of the Hushan faction, the so-called righteous leader who colluded with Ding Ying in private, is the second person in the world who can't be shaken.

Yu Zhenyi smiled and said: "I turned back this time and returned to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, it is a public and a private, and the official matter is to discuss with Chong Qiu and let him hand over the Wuyue Atlas, so that I and the Hushan faction can move into Nanyuan Country, and we will not compete with Chong Qiu for the position of national teacher." Private matters are to ask you if there is the so-called fairy money, snow money, Xiaoxia money, Gu Yu money in your hand, as long as there is any kind of money on your body, you can do it, I am willing to exchange things with you, as long as the lotus flower blessed land is available, I can help you find it. ”

Chen Ping'an asked rhetorically: "If I really want it, can't I find it myself?"

Yu Zhenyi shook his head and said: "Why do you waste your time, after all, I am more familiar with the rivers and lakes and temples of the four countries in the blessed land of lotus flowers than you. ”

The aura in the area of Guniu Mountain gathers, that is the old Taoist with the magic of the sky, all the aura of the lotus flower blessed land is moved to the mountains and the sea, it is absolutely unusual, it can be said that it is rare in a hundred years, but the three kinds of immortal money of the immortals are the embodiment of the aura of heaven and earth, and Yu Zhenyi, who is dedicated to immortality, urgently needs this thing, and only he can afford the price.

Yu Zhenyi pointed to the glazed flying sword behind him, "Chen Ping'an, in addition to this sword can be used to exchange with you for immortal money, I can also personally help you collect the relics of the immortals left in the lotus blessed land, and even help you bring Tang Tieyi, Yunni Monk and others, the newly obtained magic weapon, and you are a pure martial artist, Ding Ying's Demon Sect Sanmen, Tong Qingqing's Jingxinzhai These martial arts holy places have a large collection of martial arts cheats, maybe there are some of them that you can look at." ”

Chen Ping'an asked: "When you enter Beijing this time, you must have come to me first to discuss the deal, I can be sure that you Yu Zhenyi really want to make this deal, but you also want to take advantage of the situation to suppress the national teacher, right? Besides, your so-called personal help me collect martial arts secrets, why don't you use the name of the first and second in the world to suppress the entire rivers and lakes, and let you find the remnants of the magic of those immortals? Otherwise, you Yu Zhenyi alone, no matter how high your strength is, you still dare not risk the world's condemnation. After all, the martial madman Zhu Yong and the Demon Sect Ding Ying are both lessons from the past. ”

Yu Zhenyi did not deny it, nodded and said: "But you will still benefit from this, and from beginning to end, there is no need for you to show your face at all, I will do the wicked alone." ”

Chen Ping'an pulled out the narrow knife to stop the snow.

Yu Zhenyi's glass flying sword behind his back was buzzing and trembling, and he was also ready to unsheath.

His face was gloomy, he didn't expect this Chen Ping'an to be so unreasonable.

But then Chen Ping'an stabbed two small holes on the ground with the tip of the knife, and then drew an arc between the two points, and after putting the knife into the sheath, he asked: "The original intention is good, and the result you hope for is also good, but is this the reason why you act unscrupulously?"

Yu Zhenyi glanced at the arc under Chen Ping'an's feet, retracted his gaze, and said indifferently: "Those who want to achieve great things are not informal." Today's loss, his day's gain, there is a big and small difference, and the disparity is huge, I Yu Zhenyi has a clear conscience, why don't you do it? During this period, how many people on the list died, more than a dozen? What is it? Do you know how many tens of thousands of people have died in vain in history because of the immortals, this world? Not to mention those tragic battles, just say that the ten people you have seen on the list, Zhou Fei of the Chunchao Palace, how many people have been harmed?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I have read a lot of books, I dare not say that I know them all, but I know a lot, just the names of the battles that may have been caused by the immortals in history, I can report more than sixty now." ”

Yu Zhenyi stopped talking.

The Tao is different, and it is not conspiratory.

Chen Ping'an hesitated, squatted down, and added two lines with his fingers, one straight line and one between the arc and the straight line, with a smaller arc.

After Chen Ping'an stood up, "I don't ask you Yu Zhenyi to be a moral saint, and I don't have the ability to do this, it's hard to say that you are wrong at present, but put these aside and don't care, I won't do business with you, I have fairy money, and there is a lot, but I won't sell it to you." ”

Yu Zhenyi narrowed his eyes, "Oh?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "What's the matter, it's not happy? It's good, then I'm pretty cool now." ”

Yu Zhenyi suddenly smiled, "I hope we will meet later." ”

The glazed flying sword was instantly unsheathed, hovering at his feet, stepping on the flying sword, and preparing to leave the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom in the wind.

As for Chongqiu, there is no need to look for it, as Chen Ping'an debunked, only when he Chen Ping'an nodded and agreed, he had a chance to persuade Chongqiu.

The flying sword under Yu Zhenyi's feet had just risen into the air, and he heard the man say with a smile: "Dwarf winter melon, there will be a period later." ”

Yu Zhenyi suddenly overflowed with murderous aura, turned the tip of his sword, and stared coldly at the young immortal who was disrespectful.

Chen Ping'an looked calm and asked, "You Yu really mean to scold people for a dwarf winter melon, and you feel that you have been humiliated?"

Chen Ping'an's hands had already pressed the hilt of the Infatuated Sword and the hilt of the Snow Stop.

Yu Zhenyi snorted coldly, and the sword climbed, turning into a long rainbow and breaking through the air.

Chen Ping'an turned around and walked back to the alley, and a guy over there who was probing his brain quickly turned around and ran.

The little girl ran and lamented how good it would be if both of them had fought to the death.

Chen Ping'an returned to the courtyard and closed the door, at the door of the stove room, the little girl sat on the bench and tilted her head and pretended to be asleep, while Cao Qinglang had already turned off the lights and went to sleep. Chen Ping'an entered the room, took off his sword, and began to flip through the book, looking through those matters related to bridge construction.

Since then, it has been peaceful, the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom is like this, and the whole world seems to be about the same, just like this, from the last solar term of summer, in the sound of Chen Ping'an's flipping book, slowly to the beginning of autumn.

If the old Taoist didn't come to him, Chen Ping'an could only wait.

The Lizhu Cave in my hometown was once a bead hanging above the territory of Dali.

The broken yellow sorghum blessed land in the inverted hanging mountain is also the entrance where the gods are difficult to find, and God knows what the lotus flower blessed land is and where it is in Tongye Zhou.

The school near the alley still hasn't opened.

The thin little girl stayed here with a dead face, but she learned to carry water and sweep the floor every day, although she still cut corners, and she was lazy if she could.

Generally speaking, after the beginning of autumn, people in the market can look forward to the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Children, in particular, began to wait, counting the time with their fingers crossed. The family was reunited, eating moon cakes, looking at the big disc hanging in the sky, laughing and laughing.

Chen Ping'an was in the courtyard that night, and suddenly found that he, Cao Qinglang, and the little girl didn't seem to be looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival.

However, during this time, Cao Qinglang smiled a lot, and sometimes he would really annoy the little girl whose mouth was as poisonous as eating arsenic-frost, but after being annoyed, how to get along or how to get along, he didn't hold grudges. Occasionally quarrel with her, but where is Cao Qinglang her opponent, once scolded so much that her eyes were red, and her lips trembled with anger, but that night she begged him for melon seeds, Cao Qinglang still silently took them out to her, saying that there was so much left, she hurried to buy it when she didn't say a word, she was a big person, and she wanted me to teach you to buy something? made Cao Qinglang sullen for a long time, and didn't talk to her all night, where would the little girl care about this, she took care of herself and ate melon seeds, chatted with him, never cared if he talked to him or not, she only said what she wanted to say. Cao Qinglang rolled his eyes, and finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to the house to read, and mustered up the courage to look back at her, but as soon as she stared, she got up and wanted to beat people with a bench, so frightened that he hurriedly ran into the house and closed the door.

Lying on the side of the window, when Cao Qinglang saw Chen Ping'an glancing at the bad girl, she quickly sat upright and explained that I was playing with Cao Qinglang, and we had a good relationship.

Cao Qinglang laughed happily and began to pick up the lamp to read.

This is also the real reason why Chen Ping'an did not drive away the little girl.

One morning, it suddenly rained, and the little girl carried half a bucket of water that I didn't know whether it was well water or rainwater, and her face was full of flattery, and she returned to the courtyard and told Chen Ping'an that the school was open.

On this day, Chen Ping'an held an oil-paper umbrella and accompanied Cao Qinglang to the school.

The two walked in the alley.

The thin little girl who was originally staying under the eaves to hide from the rain trotted to the gate of the courtyard, she saw Chen Ping'an holding the umbrella and quietly tilting towards Cao Qinglang, the two seemed to be chatting, Cao Qinglang said more, Chen Ping'an smiled slightly and looked at Cao Qinglang.

She stood at the gate of the courtyard for a long time.