An osmanthus island is like the bottom of a large bowl, and the sea water is the wall of the bowl.

All passengers are very likely to be the meal on the plate of those descendants of Jiaolong.

It will be a feast for a long time.

The sea water below Osmanthus Island and the ferry boat has been hovering and static, and all around is the cold sight cast by Jiaolong Ditch.

The current situation is extremely delicate, Osmanthus Island is silent, there are both resentment and complaints about Osmanthus Island, there is also the confusion of the catastrophe that fell from the sky, and some people are silently playing a small abacus in their hearts, each weighing their own talismans, trying to take the chestnut in the fire, once they succeed in surviving to the end, not to mention the Osmanthus Island Treasury, it is to grab a few corpses of qi practitioners, it is already a great wealth.

At the forefront, Aunt Gui, the steward who has been hidden deeply, hovered in front of the cliff of the sea, confronting the golden old Jiao, the words of both sides were obscure, and it was by no means the elegant words of any continent, it was very likely to be the unique language of the ancient dragon, which was called "the sound of water" by the sons of Baijiaya at that time As for why Aunt Gui is proficient in this, why she dares to go deep alone and confront many Jiaolong alone, the passengers of Osmanthus Island have been too lazy to think deeply, and they can't wait for this mediocre woman to turn into a monk of the Upper Five Realms, turn the tide, and then lead Osmanthus Island out of this damn Jiaolong Ditch.

The woman didn't seem to have a smooth communication with the golden dragon, she suppressed her anger a little, tried her best to keep her tone steady, and said slowly: "Isn't there any room for maneuver? According to the records, the Fan family only helped you drag back the corpse of the rain Jiao, there are as many as twelve. Over the years, as long as you pass through your Jiaolonggou, the Fan family's ferry boat will inevitably scatter a large amount of silver foil origami, as a tribute to your travels, and never miss ......"

This old Jiao covered in golden scale armor, his eyes are really as big as a dustpan, and his eyes are full of indifference, "Rules are rules." If you can ignore the rules, how can there be this Jiaolong ditch in the world?"

Aunt Gui still wanted to refute and explain something, the golden old Jiao raised a claw and pressed it heavily in the water, for a while the water was turbulent, the wind was raging, and Aunt Gui, who was standing against the wind, her cheeks were beaten by the oncoming wind and waves, and her cheeks were beaten by the oncoming wind and waves, but she didn't stretch out her hand to block it from beginning to end, let alone rely on the magic power of the earth fairy realm to dodge, but just forcibly carried Lao Jiao's anger this time.

Lao Jiao sneered: "Someone deliberately framed you Osmanthus Island, and I am not blind, so I can naturally see through it at a glance." But the rules are the rules, and you don't know people on Osmanthus Island, so that the ferry guests use the dragon king basket without authorization to catch the young Jiao, which breaks the rules of both of us. Madame Gui, you can leave alone, and all the living people on the rest of the ferry must die here. ”

Aunt Gui shook her head and said, "I won't leave them behind." ”

Lao Jiao's eyes were full of cold sarcasm, and there was a kind of hot eyes similar to the gourmet's fancy for food, one cold and one hot, alternately emerging, "I know, that's why I said this." Mrs. Gui, do you know that every time you pass by the top of my head, I have to honestly abide by the rules, respect those few tattered iron laws, and can only endure not to eat you, how much perseverance does it take?"

Aunt Gui finally asked, "Don't you have to talk about it?"

The golden old Jiao slowly moved its long body like a mountain ridge, two wisps of dragon whiskers slowly dragged in the clear water, the treasure light flowed, it glanced at a small boat not far behind the woman, the boat on it had already been killed, the boat passenger was a thief-eyed man, seemed to be cowering, looked left and right, and carried a small basket like a cricket cage in his hand, ivory material, pocket and cute.

A young Jiao, which was originally six or seven feet long, shrunk like a loach in the dragon king's basket after being captured, fluttering and struggling in it, constantly making wailing sounds.

The old man of Zhouzi, who was supporting Jin Su and Chen Ping'an at that time, was standing on the water next to the man's boat at this moment, guarding against it, and he would never let the culprit escape.

As for why the real identity is the old man of Zhouzi, who is resident in Jindan on Osmanthus Island, he did not make a decisive move to snatch the Dragon King Basket, there are two reasons, the obscene man who seems to be a roe deer rat is surrounded by a natal flying sword slowly, the sword is one foot long, the whole body is like ink, and there is constantly thick black smoke gushing out, and the lowest realm should be a Dragon Gate Realm sword cultivator. Then the old man of Zhouzi is afraid that this villain will not do anything, and directly destroy the dragon king basket and the young Jiao together, then he really wants the entire osmanthus island to be buried with this guy.

Lao Zhouzi asked the man why he did such a deed that harmed others and himself, and the man who caused the catastrophe grinned, just looked at the surrounding scene, and did not answer. Lao Zhouzi tried several times, trying to deduce through the man's words that he was the mastermind behind this person, whether it was the son of the Jiang family who got off the boat halfway? Or the Ding family of Laolongcheng, who was in the same situation as the Fan family? Unfortunately, the man always turned a deaf ear, cherished words like gold, and did not want to say a word.

Lao Zhouzi is helpless about this, all matters, he still needs to wait for the results of the negotiation between Mrs. Gui and that old Jiao, if it is sure that it is really a dead end, then he can only kill the man in front of him first, and try his best to snatch the dragon king's basket, Osmanthus Island can die one less person is one person! The thousand-year-old family business of the Fan family must not be destroyed today, destroyed in the mouths of the remnants of these ancient prisoners!

Lao Zhouzi stabilized his state of mind, no longer expecting that the man with a strange background would be able to speak, and asked indifferently: "Do you think you can still run?"

The unattractive man finally grinned and said, "Then I'll give it a try?"

"This small basket is worth a lot of Gu Yu money, I'll give it to you! Catch it!" The man suddenly threw out the low-quality Dragon King Basket, most of which was a large number of inferior and inferior products made by a certain mountain in the ancient Shu Kingdom, but with the passage of time, in the long years, the Dragon King Basket has become more and more rare after being searched, collected and destroyed again and again, and the Dragon King Basket has almost become a rare existence comparable to that of raising swords.

Lao Zhouzi did not immediately reach out to pick up the dragon king's basket, so as not to fall into the evil calculation, but harnessed the aura to hover it in front of him, stared at it, and was furious, it turned out that the man did not know what means he secretly used, and the young Jiao in the basket was already dying, his flesh and blood were blurred, his muscles and bones were exposed, and he was dying.

And the man laughed, the natal flying sword turned into billowing black smoke to protect his whole body, and twisted out a golden talisman with two fingers, "Go back and toast you to the grave, haha, it's a pity that there is no osmanthus ......brew in the world."

The golden light flashed, and the man disappeared in an instant from the boat.

The golden old Jiao with shining scales shook his head, and a dragon whisker slapped the sea water like a long whip, and it was clear that the dragon whisker hit the empty space near the body.

But the next moment, one, or two figures, fell from the clouds above Jiaolonggou, it was the sword cultivator man who sacrificed the talisman to escape from Jiaolonggou, even if the talisman is a priceless and priceless square inch talisman, the rank is the second class of the square inch talisman in the world, can travel hundreds of miles in an instant, even if the person who gave this talisman is chiseled, the beasts in Jiaolonggou, there will definitely be no one who can stop this talisman, this sword cultivator man thought that he had no last resort before his death, and threw out the dragon king basket, the young Jiao will not die, Osmanthus Island and Jiaolonggou are like two armies facing each other, Mrs. Gui is pulling the attention of the old Jiao, coupled with this golden square charm that claims to be able to dodge the sword of the land sword immortal, why not take the opportunity to escape from the battlefield?

Lao Jiao slapped another dragon whisker in the air, and a dull explosion like spring thunder sounded in the sea.

The Jin Dan Sword Cultivator who was cut off by the waist, a natal Jin Dan turned into powder in the air, and a large handful of golden debris was sprinkled into the clear water of Jiaolong Ditch, shattering Jin Dan and the two bodies, slowly sinking together, attracting countless Jiaolong genera to jump to the surface of the water, and the waves were surging for a while, like jackals competing for food.

Sword cultivation is dead and blind.

How difficult is it for a mountain cultivator with no foundation to cultivate a Jindan realm sword cultivator?

Before this person was alive, he thought that after this big deal was completed, he had a strong family background, so he went to find a good place with beautiful mountains and rivers and full of spiritual energy, and became the founder of the immortal sect, spreading branches and leaves, a hundred years and thousands of years, and stable from generation to generation, learning from those immortal seedlings who had been envious for a long time, just concentrating on asking, and no longer need to go off the rails with a sword......

After confirming that the Dragon King Basket had not been tampered with, Lao Zhouzi gently held his hand, turned his head to look, and sighed, "Little guy, what are you doing here? This disaster is not something you can get involved in, and quickly retreat to Osmanthus Island." If you're lucky, you can see the upside-down mountain, but if you're unlucky, you'll ......."

Lao Zhouzi didn't continue to say, these depressing words, even if they were the truth, the war was imminent, and it was useless to say more.

After Chen Ping'an drank a large sip of wine, he had already pinned the sword cultivation gourd to his waist again.

Lao Zhouzi didn't see anything unusual, and the same was true of the woman who had been facing Lao Jiao and facing Osmanthus Island with her back.

However, there was a hint of playfulness in the silver eyes of the golden old Jiao's pupils, and he did not expose the young man's tricks on the spot, but he was just idle, and it was better to tease the mouse than a cat.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Senior, is the current situation on our Osmanthus Island no longer bad?"

"It's terrible. ”

Lao Zhouzi nodded, unwilling to lie on this matter, without any cover-up, and said softly: "It is rumored that when Lao Jiao signed a contract with the ancestor of the Fan family, the realm was equivalent to the Yuan Infant Realm Qi Practitioner. Not to mention the genus of the thousands of dragons in a trench, which is not weaker than a sect-headed immortal family in Aquarius, the key is that the old Jiao is responsible for pressing the formation, which is the most tricky. ”

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless, "Lao Jiao is also the lowest Yuan Infant Realm Immortal?"

Lao Zhouzi nodded, not knowing why the young man with the sword on his back who was carrying a penny on his shoulder in front of him asked this.

Chen Ping'an looked up at the golden old Jiao in the distance.

The latter also looked at him, his silver eyes were full of mockery, and he deliberately glanced at the sword cultivation on Chen Ping'an's waist.

Chen Ping'an knew that Lao Jiao had seen through his little tricks.

Wei Yan, the mountain god who personally handed over this "ginger pot", once said that under the Ten Realms Qi Practitioner, he could not see through the blinding method he used on the sword raiser, but the old Jiao in front of him was clearly a Ten Realms Immortal, since this was the case, then Chen Ping'an's means of silently pulling the first and fifteenth years of junior high school into the body under the pretense of drinking must have already fallen into Lao Jiao's field of vision. So one of Chen Ping'an's killer features at the bottom of the box has been exposed in broad daylight.

Lao Zhouzi persuaded: "Little guy, let's go." Your youthful chivalry is very good, but it is destined to be useless, so why should you be a hero? It is better to return to Osmanthus Island and obediently wait for that glimmer of life. If you stay here, I definitely can't care about your life and death, so I can't talk about helping, but with your current cultivation, it's no different from sending you to death. ”

Lao Zhouzi wanted to say that even if he returned to Osmanthus Island, it would be better to wait for death, but it was better than being devoured by the dragon in the sea, but when these words came to his mouth, he still swallowed them back into his stomach.

Chen Ping'an took down the penny, handed the penny to Lao Zhouzi, and explained: "Senior, this is the lock cut charm that I have modified, from a book of "Dan Book Authentic Works", according to the records, the complete rune, there should be eight ancient seals, you only have the four words "do what to do" on the penny before, in fact, you missed the edict of the rain master, and the cloud pattern of the rune is not a small deviation, so I redrew this lock stalk. ”

The old man fixed his eyes and was stunned on the spot, and then without saying a word, he reached out and grabbed the dragon's penny that has been passed down from generation to generation, looked at it carefully, and rubbed the texture of the penny talisman with the palm of his hand, "The real name is called the lock charm?

Chen Ping'an shook his head slightly.

didn't say that he was a martial artist, but with a pure true qi in his body, he learned from Li Xisheng, a scholar on Fulu Street, and drew the pen in one go.

Lao Zhouzi sighed and said: "It's a pity, we only have this one dragon penny that has been restored to its original appearance, if it is dozens of pennies, all of them are painted with this lock slashing talisman, and with a formation master who is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, maybe it can really deter this dragon ditch." It's a pity, it's a pity!"

Aunt Gui has already swept back, after seeing this penny, she was also a little surprised, but she was not as sorry as Lao Zhouzi, and shook her head indifferently: "It's useless, although this talisman has a deep origin, it is often engraved on the lock dragon pillar or sword, it is one of the tools for the ancient gods to capture and whip the convicted dragon, that is, I only had a few cursory glances in my early years, and I can indeed defeat the genus of Jiaolong, but the old Jiaodao is profound, and I am not too afraid of this, firstly, the material of these pennies is not high, and secondly, this talisman has extremely high requirements for pen and ink... ...”

After Chen Ping'an handed out the penny, he was doing his best to secretly observe the old Jiao.

The latter's silver eyes seemed to reveal a hint of deep remembrance, and they quickly returned to normal, and the two dragon whiskers slowly fluttered, shining in the sea.

It is rumored that the golden whiskers of the thousand-year-old Jiao are made of a bundle of demon ropes, which can be called the magic weapon of the magic weapon.

Chen Ping'an retracted his gaze and suddenly said, "Aunt Gui, senior, can you help me hold it for a while, I want to draw a new talisman." If the two seniors have other plans, just if I don't say it, don't worry, I will try my best to draw this talisman by myself. ”

Chen Ping'an's voice was very light, but the perseverance in his eyes was moving: "A very important talisman!"

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On Osmanthus Island, in the Gui Palace on the top of the mountain, a young Guike is standing on the roof, looking up at the four directions, and there is an old woman beside him who is worried.

The young man is wearing a bright yellow robe, which is inconspicuous at first glance, and similar to Chen Ping'an's sword raising, there are also masters who have performed the superior obstacle eye method, if someone can break the spell, carefully look at it, you will find that the doorway, the caftan is not a silk satin, but by countless yellowed bamboo pieces, exquisite and ingenious weaving, ingenious workmanship, bamboo slices are slender but extremely tough, wearing this clothes, warm in winter and cool in summer, it is not strange, and can make the master all the time, as if in a small cave blessed land, big supplement practice, this is the real fairy masterpiece。

This garment is called "Qingliang", it is a famous robe from the Azure Sacred Mountain in Zhuhai Cave, which was once the favorite of a great dynasty monarch in Middle-earth Divine Continent, and with the fall of the dynasty, the treasure robe has been lost for a long time, and I never wanted to wear it on this young man.

The young man said in a jerky Aquarius dialect: "Granny Liu, the Jindan Sword Cultivation Hundred Miles Square Inch Talisman doesn't work, is it that my Thousand Thousand Miles Square Inch Talisman is also very hanging?"

The old woman sighed and said: "That old Jiao's own cultivation is actually not scary, it is only the peak of the Yuanying Realm, but with the help of the masters, this trench has been built like a small world, and it has become a saint, sitting in it, and its combat power is equivalent to that of a Yupu Realm monk, and at the same time it occupies the right time and place." ”

The young man frowned and said, "Then what should we do?"

The old woman smiled and said: "The young master doesn't have to worry too much, I just fought for my life, and I will send the young master out of this Jiaolong ditch, but afterwards, the young master remembered to return the same way, to the cliff color building that threw down the hydrangea, and the self-registration number, they must not dare to slack off, and then the young master can return to the Bright Continent smoothly, and tell the ancestor about this matter, and then there will be a heavenly punishment to land, raze this place to the ground, and avenge my old wife." ”

The young man complained: "Granny Liu, what a big matter of life and death, why do you say it so lightly." I don't want you to die here, we have to go home together. ”

The old woman's face was still light and light, her eyes looked at the young man kindly, and she smiled: "It's also a helpless move, you can't always be in front of the young master, full of sorrow, crying and crying, so old, you really can't do it." ”

The old woman remembered something, glanced at a jade wrench in the young man's hand, and said softly: "Young master, this ancestral thing, remember to hide it, don't easily take out the treasure in front of outsiders, go out, don't easily test people's hearts, people's hearts are the most unbearable." ”

Speaking of which, the old woman's dry and wrinkled face was in a trance, after all, all the old women in the world also came all the way from the girl.

The young man in bamboo clothes stretched out his hand and pointed to the leaf boat, "Granny Liu, look at the young man who can carry the penny, he is about the same age as me, he is really powerful, courageous, and handsome! ”

The old woman shook her head and smiled: "Don't learn from that young man's will, young master, you are not a simple son of a daughter, a son of ten thousand gold, if you are in the area between Aquarius and Posa Continent, there is really something accident, but it will be a big trouble." ”

The young man said helplessly: "Granny Liu, I have experienced many times, don't always treat me as a child?"

The old woman smiled and said nothing.

Those seemingly dangerous experiences, when did not a certain ancestor personally stared at them.

In fact, this time I went out on a long trip, first went to Juluzhou from Caijiaozhou, and then went south to Aquarius, Shenhu Sect, Guanhu Academy, Yunlin Jiang's family, and finally arrived at the old Dragon City, and then continued to go south, landing on Tongyezhou, Tongyezhou in the north and Yuguizong in the south have visited, the young master almost wanted to enter the cloud cave blessed land, there was no wind and no rain all the way, but the old woman never understood, why she was alone as the young master's servant, is it too hasty?

Just like this Jiaolonggou distress, if it is replaced by a Jade Pu Realm sword cultivator to guard the young master, the young master does not have to frown, let alone be frightened, he just needs to watch the fire from the other side.

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Outside an ordinary house halfway up the mountain of Osmanthus Island, there is a small pavilion, a young woman with a flowery appearance and a moonlight appearance, sitting in it, wearing a short shirt and long skirt, with a ribbon tied around her waist, she faced this inexplicable catastrophe, although her face was full of anger, and she was angry with the old Dragon City Fan family, but she still patiently finished boiling tea, drank tea, and packed up the tea set one by one, and then began to think about countermeasures, but when she saw the tragic picture of the Jin Danjian self-cultivation and death, she was a little discouraged, and most of it was a dead end.

The woman's face was full of sadness, her fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and she muttered to herself: "There's no reason for such bad luck, I also calculated a hexagram for myself in the old dragon city, and then pushed off the mountain turtles, and the osmanthus island I chose, it stands to reason that there will be no mistakes, and I should take one or two chances along the way." How can you die here?"

The young woman stood up, tiptoed, came to the top of the gazebo, condescending, suddenly her vision was broad, she swallowed her saliva, slowly changed from a standing posture to squatting on the roof, and began to pinch her fingers to calculate the evolution, "Is there a master hiding in it, or is the person who breaks the game has not yet appeared......?" Let me calculate you, the woman who can confront the golden old Jiao, yo, it turns out that you are Osmanthus Island, strange, the person who broke the game, it is still not you......"

"Let's take a look at this hidden ferryman, hey? It turned out to be a qi practitioner who fell back to the Jindan realm from the Yuanying Realm......?

"As for this newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, forget it, just carry a penny, tsk, and drink? I like to show off too much, I really think I am a sword fairy in the upper five realms, stupid, right...... In this case, the key to breaking the situation is that on the mountain, there are immortals who are standing by and watching? Just wait for that old Jiao to relax, and he will give a fatal blow? Let me do the math, there is really a worldly master who deliberately covers up the qi, but it's a pity...... Not yet!"

The woman scratched her head with both hands, her cheeks were red, she was obviously a little restless, and for a while the beads between her hair were crooked, and the green silk was messy.

"Don't panic, my master said that any general trend in the world, there is always a 'one' that derives all things, that is, the Taoist ancestor, who has also been pursuing this word. That true dragon is like this, so is the true mystery of the Lizhu Cave Heaven, and the Great Wall of Sword Qi is still like this, all of them are like this......"

When this young woman's mind was lost, Jin Su, the osmanthus girl in the Guimai courtyard, turned around three times in one step, looked back, and saw the dangerous confrontation between her master and the golden old Jiao, and saw the old man who was probably the Jindan monk of Osmanthus Island, and of course saw the boating forward. Jin Su knew that she shouldn't complain about the young man who came forward, but for some reason, her annoyance with this young man intensified, so much so that it seemed that all the disasters suffered today had to be blamed on this guy, so that she could feel a little better in her heart.

Jin Su didn't want to think about it, and she didn't want to admit that the reason why she was so embarrassed and angry was not that the foreign guest named Chen Ping'an didn't do well, but that it was his "insistence" that invisibly set off her cowardice and cringe, and she didn't even have the courage to stand beside the master and stand side by side with the master and apprentice.

Between the line of life and death, some people are greedy for life and afraid of death, judge the time and size up the situation, take refuge and retreat; some people sacrifice their lives to take righteousness, face difficulties, and seek survival in death.

For young people who have just started on the road to immortality under their feet, one may not be wrong, and the other may not be right.

On the sea outside Osmanthus Island, two small boats are moored next to each other.

Lao Zhouzi persuaded him several times to no avail, and deep in his heart, he really didn't want to see this young man die here, so he was a little annoyed, and said angrily: "Since Mrs. Gui has said that Lao Jiao is amazing, what are you still doing here, nonsense!"

The woman smiled bitterly: "Surrounded by many people, there is actually no chance except for the fish dying and the net being broken." ”

The old man suddenly whispered: "Mrs. Gui, you have to live, Fan family ......"

The woman shook her head, "I've made up my mind." ”

She turned her head to look at the young man and asked softly, "Chen Ping'an, that talisman is really important?"

Chen Ping'an nodded vigorously.

The woman took a deep breath, "Anyway, it's already here, what else can I do?" That old Jiao is iron-hearted, and he presses me with the word rules everywhere, there must be demons when things are impermanent, since Chen Ping'an is willing to do something, then do it, it is not difficult for the two of us to help you delay a little time. ”

Chen Ping'an immediately sat in the boat, with his back to the golden dragon, connected with the flying sword fifteen as a square inch, and soon slipped out of his sleeve a cyan material rune paper, like a page torn from a sage book, Chen Ping'an held the pen in his left hand and sighed softly, but when the brush that "has a god under the pen" stretched out to the rune paper, Chen Ping'an's heart was shocked, the tip of the pen seemed to be in the snowy season, and the pedestrian's feet were deep in the snow, and it was difficult to move an inch!

Chen Ping'an turned out to be that pure martial arts true qi, and he directly cut it off!

The pagoda town demon talisman written on golden rune paper several times before, as well as the yang qi lantern talisman, Chen Ping'an has never encountered this situation.

Chen Ping'an was pleasantly surprised.

Rather have internal injuries and shock his soul, Chen Ping'an still forcibly lifted a breath of fresh air, his arm sank, and the tip of Xiao Xuecone's pen kept moving towards the page rune paper.

You can do something, but you have to make sure that you don't make the situation worse.

In front of Huang Tingguo's dilapidated temple, those young sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes in fresh clothes and angry horses, for the sake of the ancient road in their minds, acted chivalrous and righteous, and almost ruined the major affairs of those righteous path qi practitioners, and almost let the mountain fox demon who had been haunting for many years take the opportunity to escape.

This is a lesson from good intentions doing bad things.

If this premise can be guaranteed, Chen Ping'an feels that he must do something.

In the Chenghuang Temple in Rouge County, Caiyi Country, the daughter of the county guard with silver bells on her hands and feet also helped, because her point was so far, every time she helped, it was not only within her ability, but also able to help Chen Ping'an properly share the pressure, which was very good.

It is also a ferry, an old dragon city osmanthus island, and a Jiao Mountain Kun boat.

This osmanthus island is the family business inherited by his good friend Fan Er and the queen of the crown.

And that Kun boat, there used to be two girls who got along day and night, named Chunshui Qiushi, both of whom were very good girls, Chen Ping'an always thought that they were so young, no matter how many years or decades later, whether they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, they could always meet again after parting.

Chen Ping'an continued to increase the strength of his five fingers and arms, breathing and sword qi eighteen stops, flowing rapidly, this breath of pure true qi in the body is like a bamboo, it must be both fast and steady.

If the qi is stable, the god is fixed, and the god is the spirit.

In the final analysis, when I think back then, the porcelain blank is also stable, and the heart is stable to be stable.

The tip of the small snow cone finally slowly touched the cyan rune paper.

A small speck of light exploded in an instant.

Just like the moon on the sea.

Chen Ping'an was indifferent to this, his mind was completely immersed in the slashing talisman, and he wanted to write eight words on the cyan talisman paper: Do something very important, the edict of the rain master.

At this moment, the young man sat cross-legged in the boat, completely forgetful.

Facing an ancient page, Chen Ping'an held a brush, not like a pure martial artist, nor like a swordsman, but like a reader who copied and wrote in the mountains and rivers.

This talisman, whether it is successful or not, will be said after the drawing.

Just like the mountain-shaking boxing, whether the boxing technique is high or not, first practice a million times and then see.

If he didn't do something today, Chen Ping'an felt sorry for the boxing he practiced, the sword he learned, the wine he drank, and the people he knew.