Previously, the eleven people from the local branch returned to the inn, and on the two small hills, Yuan Huajing and Song Xu did not call for anyone to come over to review.

The young man is happy to be idle, anyway, every time he deduces and evolves the battle situation, scrutinizes the details and reviews afterwards, he doesn't have enough brains, he can't interject, just do it.

This place has no name in the capital Xianjia Inn, a bit similar to the snail dojo of Jiang's Cloud Cave blessed land, the landscape is obscured, overlapping, maybe the distance between the two houses is thousands of feet away, eleven people each occupy a secluded courtyard, and there are additional miracles, the main house is a white jade dojo similar to the old monk Liu Jiao in the alley, it seems not to be big, but it is actually worthy of the name of the other cave, it is a variety of broken cave heaven secret realms selected from the treasury of Da Li.

Gou Cun took the green bamboo walking pole and took a walk in the courtyard.

The female ghost changed her beauty, she was the nominal innkeeper, and she was visiting Han Dayjin's side at this time.

Sui Lin, a Qi practitioner of the Five Elements Sect who can reverse a part of the time, is refining that priceless piece of ancient god golden body fragments, and in that secret treasure house jointly created by the Ministry of Punishment and Rites, there are no such high-grade golden body fragments, it is not easy to refine them, put aside the rest of the cultivation, and concentrate on this matter, it still takes about a full month's effort, but this kind of "drudgery", Sui Lin is not too much.

The little novice from the Jingshi Translation Bureau really went to a nearby temple to find a merit box and secretly donated money.

Yuan Ying Realm, nicknamed "Yelang", is sitting cross-legged on a futon at the moment, without any decoration in the house, and it seems that there are four walls of the house.

Behind Yuan Huajing sat a row of men and women who looked like attendants, a total of ten, all of them were lifeless, lacking a little popularity and aura.

After returning to the inn, Yuan Huajing only called Song Xu and his own hard men, and there were no other monks.

After the bitter hand came here, he was a little weak-hearted.

To be honest, he respected the blue-shirted sword immortal very much.

Song Xu came here a little later than the bitter hand, took off his boots in the corridor, and then picked a position near the door, sat on the ground, and glanced at the ten puppets behind Yuan Huajing.

Even a pure sword cultivator with excellent qualifications like Song Xu was a little envious of Yuan Huajing's too unreasonable Great Dao Cultivation.

In the early years of the Great Desecration Battlefield, Yuan Huajing killed two Yupu Realm military tent demon clan monks with flying swords, and now these two are sitting behind Yuan Huajing.

In addition, there is also a demon clan who was a martial artist in the mountain peak realm before his death, and he was also on the battlefield of Dali to accompany the capital back then, and the rest of the ten people from the local branch fully cooperated with Yuan Huajing, and finally Yuan Huajing picked up this head.

This is the natal supernatural power of Yuan Huajing's natal flying sword "Yelang", and those who are killed by the flying sword will become the puppet of Yuan Huajing, and even their souls will be detained.

It's just that the monks and pure martial artists who have become puppets have suffered a lot of damage to their combat power, and their spiritual wisdom is far inferior to when they were alive, such as the two Yupu Realm demon clan monks, the realm fell to the Yuan Infant, and the rest of the Yuan Infant fell to the Jindan, in addition to many who are now in the Dragon Gate Realm, Even the Qi Cultivator puppets of the Sea Viewing Realm, after Yuan Huajing weighed the pros and cons, because they each had some kind of uncommon magical powers, they all chose to keep them, and did not replace them with earth immortal puppets with higher realms, otherwise after the battle of the land sinking in the middle of the continent ended, Yuan Huajing could have two martial artists from the Far Traveling Realm and eight servants of the Earth Immortal Realm.

Catching and fighting on the mountain, a Yuanying Realm sword cultivator can not be scared of the Yupu Realm monk at all, but Yuan Huajing, the Yuanying Realm, is now a jade Pu outside of the sword cultivation.

Yuan Huajing is like a sword cultivator born for war, if it is a native sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, with the natal supernatural power of the flying sword "Yelang", he will definitely shine.

This sword rank will definitely be able to rank first in the selection of the summer palace.

On the way to practice, during the battles of one battle after another, the one who protected the way for him might be a great sword immortal like Yue Qing and Mi Hu.

Song Xu looked at Yuan Huajing, who seemed to have nothing to do, at this moment, he was angry, his expression was displeased, and he couldn't help but call him by his name, "Yuan Huajing, this is not in accordance with the rules, the national teacher once set an iron law for us, only those mortal enemies who are fighting endlessly with my Dali court, can we let the bitter hands use this natal supernatural power! In addition, even if it is the king of a country, as long as he is selfish, he is not qualified to call us to kill people with this purpose." ”

This is the real killer weapon of their Dali Earth Branch Monks, imaginary enemies, only a handful, Feng Xue Temple Great Sword Immortal Wei Jin, Divine Sect Heavenly Monarch Qi Zhen, the current sect master of the True Realm Sect, Immortal Realm Monk Liu Laocheng, as well as Wei Bai of Phiyun Mountain, Zhongyue Mountain Jun Jin Qing.

Song Xu actually had a sentence that he hadn't said.

After the bitter hand sacrifices this magical power, it will lose a lot of life. There has been an assessment before, in the life of the bitter hand, he can only use it three times, under the Yupu realm, there is only one chance, otherwise he will not be able to rank among the five realms in his life.

Yuan Huajing said indifferently: "The national teacher who made the rules for us is no longer there. ”

Song Xu clenched his hands into fists, propped them on his knees, his eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Yuan Huajing!"

Yuan Huajing said: "I think this Chen Ping'an is the potential enemy of our Da Li, and his threat is definitely greater than that of idle clouds and wild cranes like Wei Jin, Qi Zhen, Liu Laocheng and others." ”

Song Xu was just about to refute, but Yuan Huajing glanced at the golden branches and jade leaves of the Song family, who was born in Tianhuang and noble, and continued: "Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, I admit that Chen Ping'an is a very well-behaved person, and he is almost not like a mountain man, but Song Xu, don't forget, sometimes, good people do good deeds, and they will also violate the laws of the Great Li Kingdom. If we don't have the key to victory over Chen Ping'an and Luoluo Mountain, it will be a big hidden danger, we can't wait until that day comes, and then come to make amends, as if he alone will make rules for the entire Dali court, and he will kill whoever he wants. In the final analysis, it is still the ten of you, and the cultivation is too slow, but Chen Ping'an breaks through the realm, but it is too fast. ”

The female ghost is beautiful, she is a mountain painter on the mountain, she is now in the Jindan realm, she can already make the scene in Chen Ping'an's vision deviate, and when she is among the upper five realms, she can even make people "see is believing".

In addition, Gaiyan has a more hidden identity, she is the Yan corpse who is proficient in color alchemy and can create a romantic tent.

Lu Hui, who was born as a Confucian qi practitioner, is a real Dao root, but he is a "one-word master" who is disgusted by Bai Yujing in the world.

Sui Lin, the Five Elements Master, was able to reverse the flow of time in the small world, and joined hands with Xiao Shami's Buddhist "meditation" supernatural powers, coupled with the formation of Han Dayjin and others, he was able to cooperate seamlessly, so that the earthly branch and one vein could occupy the right time and place. The physique can be like a mainstay, as if it can completely let the slender flowing water flow from both sides, and he used the flying sword to directly cut off the flowing water, otherwise if he was replaced by an ordinary Jade Pu Realm monk, he would lose inexplicably.

Bitter hand, but also a legendary "Ten Kou Candidates" mirror seller, this kind of gifted monk, in the vast world is extremely rare.

The most fundamental natal object of the painstaking hand is a water stop realm, with supernatural powers, mysterious and mysterious, just one sentence, "either one or the other, the virtual phase is the reality".

Song Xu stared at Yuan Huajing, "You really don't have the slightest selfishness?!"

Yuan Huajing shook his head, "Don't dare to have." ”

If you are not careful, if you cross a certain bottom line, you will definitely be targeted by that guy.

Zhengyang Mountain is a lesson from the past.

Regarding the Zhengyang Mountain ceremony in Luoluo Mountain, as well as the joint questioning of the sword between Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang, the eleven people of the local branch have their own opinions, and they respect and admire the methods of the hidden official, and they are not quite the same.

Yuan Huajing's view is different from everyone else, what he is most afraid of is not Chen Ping'an's swordsmanship and boxing skills, not the multiple identities, or even Chen Ping'an's dismantling of Zhengyang Mountain...... It's Chen Ping'an's forbearance that is different from ordinary people.

Just like a grudge that has become a dead end, a person with a grudge may have a fifty percent chance of winning, so he can't help but take action and ask for a good time.

Some people have an 80% chance of winning, and they will definitely try it. More people, if they have a 100% chance of winning, and don't make a move, are fools.

But Chen Ping'an is different, it seems that even if he has a 120% chance of winning, he is still not in a hurry, the layout is calm, interlocking, and there are no mistakes everywhere.

So this time, except for Song Xu and the bitter hands, Yuan Huajing did not tell anyone in advance, and he did not show the secret, Yu Yu and Sui Lin were all kept in the dark, and Yuan Huajing was afraid that he would be noticed by the hidden officials of the city government and fall short.

Song Xu asked a key question, "This ...... What should Chen Ping'an do?"

Yuan Huajing glanced at the painstaking hand and said with a smile: "Of course, it is to make the best use of things, help us practice repeatedly, and practice until we can win Chen Ping'an steadily." ”

Chen Ping'an's learning is simply the best whetstone, swordsmanship, boxing, talismans, and a lot of natal objects, plus this person's scheming, calculating......

If eleven people can defeat Chen Ping'an, it means that they are fully qualified to kill an immortal.

Although the eleven people are all qi practitioners, in addition to Song Changjing, who occasionally taught them a few times, there is also a martial arts instructor who specializes in teaching martial arts.

Yuan Huajing seemed to think of an interesting thing, and said half-jokingly: "A martial artist who can fight with Cao Ci back and forth, a martial arts master who can carry countless fists and feet of Yuan Zhenpage of Zhengyang Mountain, from today on, can help us feed our fists and temper our flesh and body anytime and anywhere, such an opportunity is indeed rare, even if we are not pure martial arts, the benefits are still not small." If that female martial artist Zhou Haijing can finally become our colleague, such a big surprise, she will definitely laugh. ”

Song Xu continued to ask, "Then?!"

Yuan Huajing said: "Then, can there be anything else, isn't it a very simple thing?

Let me slay the hidden officer with a sword. ”

Song Xu shook his head and said: "You must not act like this! The realm of the bitter hand is not high now, and there is no experience to learn from the way of refining the mirror, and it is the first time that the bitter hand has taken a risk to do this, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents that even the bitter hand himself could not have expected." Since the national teacher made a rule with us specifically for this purpose back then, and we were not allowed to use it casually, he must have known the danger of this matter early on. ”

Bitter hand tentatively said: "I want to maintain this mirror 'reality', in fact, it consumes immortal money every day, why don't we really win that one day...... Hidden official, let it fall apart in my little mirrored world?"

Song Xu nodded, "This matter is feasible, let's not make any extraneous branches." ”

Yuan Huajing shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm not stupid, of course I will cut off all the thoughts and memories of that Chen Ping'an, and I won't leave any of them, and what will stay with me at that time is just an empty shelf of Yuanying Realm Sword Cultivator and Mountain Peak Realm Martial Artist." And I can assure you that I will never let 'this person' appear in the world unless it is absolutely necessary. Unless our earthly branch is in a desperate situation, we will let him make a move, as a fairy hand, to help turn the situation around. ”

In a split second.

In the darkness, the bitter hand actually heard a warm voice that he couldn't even think of when he was killed, and it came out in his own heart lake, in the realm of the natal object stopping water, which made the bitter hand turn pale with horror.

I only heard someone smile and say, "Flip the situation? ”

The bitter hand instantly converged his divine sense, stabilized his Dao heart, turned into a grain of mental mustard seed, and wanted to check the ancient mirror of the natal object.

I never thought that the soul of the bitter hand was unstable suddenly, vomiting blood, reaching out to cover the heart, trying to block a thing, but the water stop realm is still self-"dissecting" the heart of the bitter hand, falling to the ground, the reverse side of the ancient mirror is facing up, a circle of ancient seal inscriptions, palindrome poems, "people's hearts are square, the heart of heaven is abbot", "what I see, the mountains turn to the water to stop", "to view the environment, there is no reality".

When the bitter hand raises one hand, he will hold down the ancient mirror that is like a rebellion.

The ancient mirror was flipped, the mirror side was facing up, blooming with dazzling light, jumping out of the sea like the sun, and flying out with a painstaking hand, leaning against the wall.

The person in the mirror is a young man wearing a snow-white robe, with a sword on his back, his face is blurred, and he can vaguely see a pitch-black hairpin on his head, carrying a string of snow-white Buddha beads, barefoot without shoes, he smiled, sighed softly, and then raised his hand and gently wiped the mirror.

The mirror then opened the door, and the room was instantly filled with sword qi.

The white-robed man with the sword on his back, after stepping out, his original mustard seed size figure in the mirror was suddenly no different from ordinary people, with a slender figure, a pair of golden eyes, the hand holding the Buddha beads, behind him, his left hand spread out his palm, and he was placed horizontally in front of him, five thunders gathered, he stood in the room, his expression was calm, and he smiled: "There is no way for good fortune and misfortune, but people call themselves." The retribution of good and evil follows you like a shadow. ”

He stomped his foot slightly, and the entire inn was in the small world of the bird in the cage of the Natal Flying Sword.

When the sergeant heard this, he acted diligently. Asking the heart, that is, entering the mountain to visit the immortals, suddenly meeting a ghost, such as meeting the Taoist heart. ”

This "Chen Ping'an", turned his head to look at the bitter hand sitting against the wall, smiled, the ancient mirror on the ground, pulled by a wisp of true qi, was as fast as a flying sword, and directly nailed into the young monk's heart, "I will return it to you, remember to put it away in the future, if there is a future." ”

The bitter hand was constantly shattered by his own natal object, and his neck seemed to be grabbed and pulled out of an exaggerated range, and his limbs involuntarily twisted and shattered. A monk's golden pill was forcibly taken out of the small world of the human body, and it hovered in front of the bitter hand.

And in this Chen Ping'an's vision, the two flying swords of Yuan Huajing and Song Xu, after they were sacrificed, were like flying slowly in the air, so slow that even a patient "person" like him felt that it was too slow.

He "walked slowly", turned sideways, "passed" Song Xu's golden natal flying sword, and then came to Yuan Huajing's flying sword "Yelang", allowing the flying sword to "move" towards him little by little.

He squinted at the flying sword, snapped his fingers, and all the buildings were gone, as if all the heavens and the earth and colors had been swept away, and the inconsequential white drawings had been removed, leaving only the eleven painted figures in the heart-to-heart scrolls.

Outside this room, there were eight monks from the earth's branches, and at the same time they came to this world, everyone still maintained their previous posture, and after the young man finished his walk, he returned to the house, put the green bamboo cane, and put it on his knees, and was looking at the inscription of the word "Zhiyuan". The female ghost Gaiyan was smiling and talking to Han Dayjin, Han Dayjin looked a little absent-minded, and the little novice felt that he had just returned to the inn, and he was lifting a foot on the way. Yu Yu lowered his head and leaned forward, as if he was counting something, Sui Lin was still sitting cross-legged, refining the fragments of the golden body of the gods, and Daolu Ge Ling turned the pages with a book in his hand......

He bent his index finger, flicked his thumb lightly, and a chess piece was born, thrown high, and slowly landed, and after the sound of entering the water, a chessboard appeared between heaven and earth.

Then he slowly approached the flying sword "Yelang" of Yuan Huajing in front of him, twisted his fingers, turned the tip of the sword, walked to Yuan Huajing, gently dragged it, and nailed it into the center of the latter's eyebrows, the tip of the flying sword passed directly through Yuan Huajing's head, he squinted at Yuan Huajing, shook his head with a smile, and commented: "In the end, it is not a pure martial artist, a paper-like physique." ”

The eight "guest" monks who came back to their senses in an instant had already discovered the tragic situation of the dying bitter hand, Yu Yu immediately sacrificed the young sword immortal, bent his knees slightly, and rushed forward in an instant, on the chessboard under his feet, the sword light rose to the sky, like a cage, blocking her way, fortunately, the sword fairy attendant kept taking out the sword, and cut those sword light straight lines, Yu Yu had no distractions, she was a soldier monk, and she must drag this Chen Ping'an, who came to them for trouble for some reason, for a moment, so that there was a chance to fight back.

He smiled and looked at the little girl who was a soldier and monk, "If you are not afraid of death, can you not die?" Come to me, will you find it?

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the young sword immortal who retained "a little true spirit" and the skin of the sword immortal, as far as he could see, and where he could see.

Split it from it and cut it in two.

It's like she's been hitting the wall like a ghost.

Yu Yu, who was already less than ten zhang away from the person, appeared in a trance thousands of zhang away, and then no matter how she rushed forward, even swept backwards, drawing an arc and flying...... In short, it is impossible to close the distance between the two sides to within ten zhang.

Heaven and earth are upside down, and Yu Yu's road is full of unbelievable situations that have been reversed by that person.

Daolu Ge Ling's sacrifice of a moving technique, from all directions smashed towards the snow-white body, just a large mountain and a huge ridge, all in the middle of the air, was cut by a slender sword light on the spot and fell to the ground, fell on the chessboard, and turned into nothingness.

He suddenly appeared beside Yu Yu and pressed the door in front of her with one hand.

Yu Yu's body fell to the ground with a bang, but all his soul was pulled out by this person.

He shook his head and said, "After being in the cage for a long time, I can return to nature." It's me, not you. ”

Looking at Yu Yu's soul being detained in his hands, his pure golden eyes, the golden light flowed slightly, "Heaven and Earth Void Room, you are just those dispensable household dust. ”

Between the words, the heart moved slightly, and the word "blossom" was silently recited, "Flowers bloom." ”

Lu Hui, a Confucian qi practitioner, was nailed into his body by dozens of long swords, and his whole person was unable to move, as if a cluster of blood flowers suddenly bloomed in place.

The ghost modified the ghostly body of the whole person, and was divided into countless on the spot by countless criss-crossing sword lights, including human dresses, robes, and golden black armor.

The man smiled and said, "This self-created swordsmanship has just been named Katatsuki. ”

The young man Gou Cun had his hands and legs cut off.

The Taoist priest Ge Ling was within a prescription on the chessboard, wrapped in hundreds of talismans.

The man came behind Sui Lin out of nowhere, "Lock the sword talisman, it doesn't mean much, don't forget that I'm still a pure martial artist." ”

After a punch, it pierced the back vest of this Five Elements Qi Practitioner.

Song Xu's natal flying sword was pressed against the tip and hilt of the sword by the man's two fingers, and was squeezed on the spot until it was broken.

He shook his wrist slightly, and condensed a spear with sword qi in his hand, stabbing that character master Lu Hui from the neck, and a cloud of martial arts qi bloomed, and the latter was raised high with the tip of the spear.

He seemed to be saying to himself, "How?"

The next moment, beside this snow-white robe "Chen Ping'an", a green shirt appeared, standing with his back to each other, as if the two sides would pass by in the next moment.

He didn't turn his head, and said with a smile: "If you have an extra night sword, you will take advantage of it." Luckily, I had an extra handful of caged finches and flattened them. ”

Two caged sparrows, he sacrificed first, got the first hand, the latter of himself, the caged finch can only be outside. In fact, it is equivalent to nothing.

Chen Ping'an said: "You can stop it." ”

He tilted his head slightly, looking at the poor monk who was hanging from the air with the spear in his hand, "We haven't seen each other for a long time. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "I don't think so." ”

The "Chen Ping'an" around him, in a sense, is like a demon that should have appeared at the bottleneck of the Yuanying Realm, but now it is belated, but it is more like an alien demon who has abandoned all human nature.

I have to admit that he is more like a pure sword cultivator with no restraints in heaven and earth than Chen Ping'an.

A small world in a cage, the sword is tightly clothed, the mountains and rivers are thousands of miles, there is no little painted scene, and the world is like snow for thousands of years.

He looked at that Yuan Huajing, and said with a smile: "Isn't it fun, just like a person, who feels that he has not done anything bad and is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, but there is a knock on the door immediately." Then he swore that if there was a violation of conscience, there would be five thunderbolts in the sky, and if it happened, there would be bursts of thunder. Is this another kind of sincerity and spirit, with three feet above his head, like a god?"

In the sky above Yuan Huajing's head, a mighty thunder law fell violently, but it was just collided and collapsed by a thunder law that seemed to rise from the world and went from the bottom up.

He sighed, "That's sad. ”

For example, some of his plans were to steal the soul of Yuan Huajing, temporarily oppose the guest, and add the ten puppets who were controlled by him at will. There can be many hidden methods like this.

But Chen Ping'an can guess and know.

I and I are bitter hands on each other.

It's better that he came too quickly, otherwise he could slowly refine the eleven people of this Da Li, which is equivalent to one person making up for the twelve earthly branches!

During this period, all kinds of magical powers and spells of the remaining eleven people in the earth branch could be dismantled, learned, and mastered by him one by one, and finally all of them were turned into their own use.

But it doesn't matter, there is no good thing in the world to take advantage of, too much.

He smiled and asked, "Our husband likes to put his hands together when he meets a monk, and when he is in that Taoist temple, he will fight with others. Do you say that Mr.'s move will affect Mr. Qi's mentality when he was young?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Yes." ”

He asked again: "Then why don't you make a clear deal with Pei Qian, she got the gift of the female sword immortal Zhou Cheng back then, so Zhou Cheng will have no regrets when he goes on the battlefield later." This is a good thing, right, why can't it be said? Maybe Pei Qian will be much faster to enter the Yuanying Realm Sword Cultivation, and it will only be more stable. ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "I found out that I was chatting with people, and it turned out to be really annoying." ”

He put away the spear in his hand, and Lu Hui, who was picked up in the air, fell to the ground, dying, lying in a pool of blood.

Song Xu looked at the only one who seemed to be relatively safe and sound, and felt desperate.

If the other Chen Ping'an chooses to take the lead in killing this little novice of the Translation Bureau, it means that there is still room for maneuver.

Because after Sui Lin reversed a short period of time and water afterwards, without the support of the Buddhist Sect of Enlightenment, everyone would lose their memory.

But the current situation of everyone means that either eleven people, all of them will die. Either at least that little novice will die.

Yu Yu looked at her extremely miserable friends and colleagues, her face was full of tears, and she said angrily: "Yuan Huajing, Song Xu, what the hell is going on?!"

Chen Ping'an, who was dressed in snow-white, sighed: "The more people can empathize with the heart-rending suffering of the world, the more difficult it will be to live." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "Since I have already arrived, where can you escape." ”

He took a few steps back, clasped his hands in his sleeves, turned to look at Chen Ping'an, was silent for a moment, and sneered: "Poor." ”

Chen Ping'an was silent.

For the first time, he said in his heart: "Chen Ping'an, have you ever thought that the person she has been waiting for is me, not you." ”

Chen Ping'an turned his head and looked at himself, in fact, he can't be completely regarded as the flow of demons, it's not like, he is himself, it's just incomplete.

He folded his hands in his sleeves, looked at the sky, squinted his eyes and muttered, "I'm better suited than you." The further back, the more suitable. ”

He slowly stretched out a hand, and beside the two of them, a light appeared, like a star hanging in the sky, and then in an instant, a bright sword light swept by, and the light was pulled by the sword qi, following the sword light.

He looked at Chen Ping'an with a smile, and said in his heart: "You are actually very clear, this is why Mr. Qi asked her not to make a move easily, neither teach you any superior swordsmanship, nor protect you too much, just say that those three wisps of sword qi, really on our cultivation path, there are too many uses? ”

He shook his head and said to himself, "It's surprising that she really kept her promise. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "Don't forget, you are not human. ”

He showed a smile and complained: "How can you scold yourself like this." ”

In fact, he can say cruel words, for example, I know all of you, but you Chen Ping'an can't understand me now, be careful to force me to be anxious, let's both of us don't be any sword cultivation, stop the martial arts and fall one or two realms, the natal object of the five elements, first break off more than half of it......

It's just pointless.

It's not that this guy doesn't care about hacking himself to death, he will just do whatever it takes and doesn't care about the consequences. The most hateful thing is that this guy's biggest reliance is not that Lao Xiucai and Ning Yao are nearby, but that "himself" will sincerely think that even if the avenue is temporarily cut off, the big deal is that he was interrupted by someone when he was a teenager, and he can start all over again.

Chen Ping'an sneered: "This is my biggest reliance, you look down on yourself so much?"

He sighed, smiled brightly, and raised a hand, "Say goodbye then?"

It's a pity that some small talk, coupled with the deliberate arrangement of this scene before, failed to make this hurried self mixed with a new trace of divinity, so there is no chance to take advantage of it.

Otherwise, who is the Chen Ping'an who really went out, but there are two things to say. When the time comes, it will be nothing more than to find another suitable time, open the canopy of the sword, and quietly travel far away to meet her at the ancient sword refining place.

Chen Ping'an just squinted and nodded.

He looked around and pouted, "If you lose, you will lose early, and you will be restrained, otherwise it will be more than enough to beat you." ”

He looked at the female ghost and said with a smile: "Do you dare to rub oil in the future?"

Gai Yan just glanced at those golden eyes, and she almost collapsed on the spot, and she didn't dare to say a word at all.

The existence beside Chen Ping'an, it seems that no matter what he says, what he does, whether he smiles or not, in fact, he has no feelings, all his faces, emotions, and mannerisms are all things that have been drawn out, dead things, as if they are the corpses in the ancient tombs that were casually carried out by that existence.

He retracted his gaze, and the whole person was like a piece of unsullied glass, which began to crumble and dissipate, but for this small world, it did not increase or decrease the slightest, his eyes were deep, and the golden light was like a star spinning, so he looked at Chen Ping'an and said the last sentence, "Great freedom is to let yourself not be free, and I can figure it out." ”

The small world created by a caged finch inside dissipated together with the white-clothed Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an's face was expressionless, and he was not in a hurry to put away his caged finch and the moon in the well, but immediately narrowed the scope of heaven and earth with the caged finch in the cage, just encompassing all the dissipation places in the white clothes, and then reminded Sui Lin: "You can reverse this small period of time." My flying sword will help you protect the way, open the way all the way, and let everyone return to the previous alley. ”

Generally speaking, that "self" can take the opportunity to separate a part or even a grain of mind and hide in the long river of time, for example, it may be somewhere in the small world of the ancient mirror of the bitter hand, it may be in the mind and soul of a certain monk, or even on a certain robe, treasure armor, or a certain place in an inn, in short, there are countless possibilities. But that "self" didn't dare, because Chen Ping'an would ask Mr. to return to the Temple of Literature and let Lisheng personally investigate the matter. Once it is found out, the fate can be imagined.

If you want to get it, that guy must want to get it, it seems to be a superfluous move, but in fact, no matter what, no matter whether that guy has a back hand or not, Chen Ping'an will do it, and he has to bother Lisheng to personally check the time, after all, he has deceived himself, in fact, it is very difficult, but it is very easy to deceive himself.

Sui Lin asked in a trembling voice, "Mr. Chen, what should we do with this memory?"

Chen Ping'an sneered: "It's okay to do it when you're full, then it's better to keep it for dinner, and remember it for a long time in the future!"

Sui Lin teamed up with Xiao Shami, and after reversing the long river of time, they went everywhere in an instant.

Only Chen Ping'an was still standing in Yuan Huajing's house.

The little novice immediately folded his hands and silently recited the blessing of the Buddha three times, "Go back and donate some merit money, and do what you say, borrow if you don't have money." ”

In the alley, Han Dayjin, Ge Ling, and Sui Lin appeared out of thin air, and after Sui Lin made this move, he fell to the ground directly, and then was helped up by Ge Ling.

One by one, they immediately returned to the inn.

Dressed in a green shirt, he stood in the corridor outside the door of the room with his hands folded.

Except for Sui Lin, who was still unconscious and was supported by others, the rest all stood in the courtyard below the steps.

Yuan Huajing looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, but the sweat on his forehead revealed the extremely unstable Dao heart of this Yuan Infant Realm sword cultivator.

Song Xu was crushed by that Chen Ping'an before, although the time was reversed, and the flying sword was fine, but it greatly damaged the sword cultivation sword heart, and it was sluggish at this time.

As soon as the bitter hand sees Chen Ping'an now, it doesn't matter which one it is, anyway, he can't help but tremble.

The young man Gou Cun's eyes looked at Chen Ping'an, from the previous awe, to fear.

The female ghost changed her gaze directly and didn't look at the hidden official at all.

Yu Yu crossed her arms around her chest, the girl was not an ordinary Dao heart with tenacity, she was a little complacent, look, we were served in a pot, and we were chopped melons and vegetables.

Chen Ping'an almost couldn't hold back, rewarded one person with a punch on the spot, took a deep breath, and said, "Wake up Sui Lin." ”

Ge Ling and Lu Hui on both sides of Sui Lin immediately did so.

Sui Lin woke up slowly, and was just about to hug his fist with this hidden official to thank him, Chen Ping'an had already stretched out his hand, and Sui Lin, whose face was pale and colorless, was confused, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Chen?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Since you uncles don't have to go to the wild world, whatever you want to do with those sword locks, bring them." ”

Sui Lin hurriedly took out the stack of golden rune paper from his sleeve, and with a gentle push, it floated towards the young hidden official.

Chen Ping'an took the talisman and looked at everyone.

One by one was silent.

It was Lu Hui, a reader, who knew the reader best, and said with a smile: "Borrow." It was lent to Mr. Chen. ”

Chen Ping'an put it in his sleeve and disappeared in a flash.

Everyone was relieved, and several of them sat directly on the ground.

Song Xu was just about to speak, Yuan Huajing showed a tired look, and took the lead in speaking: "This matter is handed over to the Ministry of Rites for filing, it is all my fault, and it has nothing to do with hard work." ”

Chen Ping'an appeared at the entrance of the alley, glanced at the library building, and sighed, Senior brother, if you are like this again, it will be really annoying.

walked all the way to the door of the inn, but the more I thought about it, the more annoyed I became, I immediately turned around, went to the alley, shrunk the mountains and rivers, and returned directly to the Xianjia Inn.