At dawn, Chen Ping'an and his entourage packed their bags and prepared to leave Ziyang Mansion.

The lord of the house, Huang Zhen, and the two old immortals of the Longmen Realm personally sent each other, and sent them to the bank of the Tieqiao River, and the river god of Jixiang Temple had already prepared a ferry, which had to go down the river for more than 100 miles along the waterway, and then landed at a ferry, and continued to the border of Huang Tingguo.

Chen Ping'an expressed his gratitude to Huang Zhen, and Huang Zhen took out a small red sandalwood box with a fresh woody fragrance, which was Huang Tingguo's famous "Gan Terrace" copywriting style, saying that it was a little bit of the ancestor's heart.

Pei Qian kept a straight face and pretended that he didn't care.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, but still accepted the small box containing the four treasures of the Treasure Building, and said: "In the future, if the Lord of the Huang Mansion passes through Longquan County, he must go to Luoluo Mountain as a guest." ”

Then Chen Ping'an lifted the valuable box and joked: "There are no such expensive gifts to give, and there is no old Jiao at the Xuemantang banquet to salivate, there are only some home-cooked dishes, I guess the lord of the Huang Mansion is not very happy to say hello to me even if he passes by Longquan County." ”

Huang Zhen smiled and said: "As long as I have the opportunity to go to Dali, even if I don't pass by Longquan County, I will find an opportunity to make a detour to disturb Chen Gongzi." ”

The conversation was very pleasant, Huang Yan kept sending Chen Ping'an and them to the ferry, and originally planned to board the boat and send them to the Tieqiao River ferry, but Chen Ping'an insisted on not using it, so Huang Yan gave up.

After boarding the boat, Chen Ping'an stood at the bow of the boat, raising a sword and a gourd at his waist, filled with salivating wine from the old Jiao who was full of spiritual energy, the ferry slowly drove downstream, and Chen Ping'an hugged his fist in the direction of the Purple Qi Palace.

On the top floor of the Treasure Building, a tall female cultivator performed a trick, it was Wu Yi, the true monarch of the cave spirit, after she saw this scene, she smiled, "It's easy to invite God, but it's not difficult to send God." ”

She's in a pretty good mood.

Wu Yi had already reported the experience of the past two days to his father in detail, using a flying sword to summon Piyun Mountain in Longquan County, and reported it to his father in detail.

I believe that even if you don't get the award, you won't be punished at least.

In Wu Yi's field of vision, the long-distance ferry boat gradually became as small as a mustard seed.

Wu Yi's heartstrings suddenly tensed and he didn't dare to move.

I don't know when, beside her, a gentle old man in a Confucian shirt appeared, and he easily broke through the landscape array of Ziyang Mansion and quietly came to Wu Yi's side.

Wu Yi stabilized his mind and said softly: "The unfilial daughter has seen her father. ”

The uninvited guest turned out to be the old waiter of the Huangting Country Household Department in the past, and now the deputy mountain master of the Linlu Academy in Piyun Mountain, in his long career, this old Jiao no longer knows how many pseudonyms he has used.

The old man glanced at Wu Yi, gave an unprecedented smile, and said, "I've done three things for you, when did you have such a bright brain?"

Wu Yi was panicked, always feeling that this father was ironic, or that he had something to say, for fear that he would suffer in the next moment, and he already had the idea of fleeing away.

The old man stretched out his palm and put it on the railing, and said slowly: "Where did the water god of the Yujiang River come from, scourge Baihu River Xiaoluan, his trip to Longquan County with great fanfare, but just drank a drink with that little snake, this boy in Tsing Yi in Tsing Yi, who had a swollen face and was fat, asked for a peaceful card for his friend, and he was already running into walls everywhere at that time, and it was very difficult. In fact, Xiao Luan was in a mess of his own position, and he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, so he was willing to lower his body and take refuge in your Ziyang Mansion, but Xiao Luan was willing to give up the incense relationship with the Hong family, he was a smart person, serving Ziyang Mansion, she had a lot of benefits, and you could also lie down and earn money, mutual benefit, this is one of them. ”

The old man spread out his palms, looked at it, shook his head, and then he put his hands behind his back, and continued: "Your means of currying favor with Chen Ping'an are very inferior and too blunt, especially at the Xuemantang banquet, you even want to press Chen Ping'an, but just like the wrong entry and exit in Go, it becomes a fairy hand, which makes Chen Ping'an's perception of you a lot better, because if you keep acting too thoughtful, Chen Ping'an will only be more cautious, and always be jealous and wary of you and Ziyang Mansion, and in the end, you will not be able to save half of the so-called love for the rivers and lakes." The best thing is that your night rain that was meant to cover for Xiao Luan created the illusion that a river is spring, but it gave Chen Ping'an a great opportunity, if I didn't deliberately suppress it, I'm afraid that the vision of heaven and earth would be much bigger, not only Ziyang Mansion, but also the entire Tiebao River, and even the spirits and gods of the Baihu River, will be sensitive, and the rain and dew will be stained. The sage Leshan is more water-friendly and knowledgeable. So what you did was a surprise to the father, a great surprise. This is the second one. ”

The old man turned his head and smiled: "Finally, this time I want you to invite Chen Ping'an to be a guest in Ziyang Mansion, it is the arrangement of the national teacher, Cui Guoshi and I made it clear that it is nothing more than to make Chen Ping'an's return to his hometown slower, as for what the national teacher wants, he will definitely not tell me an outsider, of course, I don't want to know, mixed with these, no matter whether it is success or failure, you and I are destined to have no good fruit to eat." This time, you helped your father do this, being a father is equivalent to doing a little favor to Cui Guoshi, Ziyang Mansion will inevitably be rewarded by Dali in the future, you just wait for the good news. ”

It's great news, but Wu Yi couldn't help but feel cold all over her body, she didn't expect her father to watch this farce from beginning to end.

At present, Wu Yi is facing Lao Jiao in the corridor of the high-rise building, probably Mrs. Xiao Luan is facing Wu Yi in the small courtyard, and her mentality is the same.

Lao Jiao, who was dressed and looked like the great Confucian in the world, spread his palms again, his brows furrowed, "What kind of doorway can you see from this?"

Wu Yi looked quietly.

I saw that my father condensed the mist essence in the aura of heaven and earth with his magical powers, and his palms were full of water droplets, as if they had just been picked from the lotus leaves after the rain, and then those water droplets exploded in my father's palm at the same time, turning into a pool of rainwater. In Wu Yi's mind, the father of the Confucian Academy sage who was not inferior to the pedantic celestial man seemed to hesitate slightly, stretched out his other palm, and poured the water droplets in the palm of the original palm, and in an instant, Wu Yi saw the golden light flashing in his father's palm, and before Wu Yi could fix his eyes to check, his father had quickly clenched his fist, and Wu Yi could no longer see the scene of his father's palm.

The old man pondered for a moment, and after coming back to his senses, he smiled at Wu Yi and said, "It's nothing to see." ”

Wu Yi naturally didn't dare to get to the bottom of it.

The old man asked: "Do you know why there are spiritual beings in the world, all of whom are tirelessly pursuing the skin of man? It is clear that the human body is so weak, even eating grains in order to survive has become an obstacle to cultivation, so that the qi practitioner pays attention to the valley, so as not to stink the gods, the fetal qi withers, and makes it impossible to rejuvenate and rejuvenate the baby? On the other hand, we are the genus of Jiaolong, blessed with a unique body, not to mention the natural physique, and the spiritual intelligence is no worse than that of people, why do you and I stand here in the form of human beings?"

Wu Yi was a little puzzled and didn't dare to speak easily, because about the cave of people, that is, the cave heaven and blessed land, this has long been the consensus of the monks on the mountain and all the mountain spirits and ghosts, but his father will never talk nonsense with himself, so where is the mystery?

The old man did not embarrass Wu Yi, one of the few children left in the world, "The beauty is only in one word, also." ”

The old man stretched out a finger and drew a circle in the air.

Wu Yi fell into deep thought.

The old man smiled: "You are still young, not deeply involved in the world, let alone the scene three thousand years ago, ten thousand years ago, if your father didn't tell you, where could you go to find the answer." ”

Wu Yi's expression was solemn, knowing that his father was teaching him the opportunity to preach!

She has been stagnant in the Jindan realm for more than 300 years, the door that can allow monks to enter the Yuanying realm, she as a descendant of the remnants of the dragon genus, cultivated, not only did not get twice the result with half the effort, but stumbled, and finally relied on water grinding kung fu to reach the peak of Jindan, after more than 100 years, the bottleneck of Jindan began to move, making her desperate.

The old man looked up at the canopy, "You're not curious

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Today's three religions, hundreds of schools of thought, three worlds, so many ordinary masters, where did they come from? Why did they come from? How did they finally become the masters of the world? Well, last but not least, there are a lot of miscellaneous rumors in the chaotic mountains and fields, and you may know a little bit about the inside story from the truth. ”

Wu Yi nodded.

Three thousand years ago, the last true dragon in the world escaped from the Middle Earth Divine Continent, relying on the natal supernatural power of the original position in charge of the world's water transportation, chose to land in the southernmost old dragon city of Aquarius, during which he was seriously injured, crashed into the earth, and forcibly opened up a dragon road, was suppressed by an unknown great monk with the now lost victory mountain method, and had to break the ground, the dying true dragon finally fell near the later Lizhu Cave Heaven, and then fell, and the Great Monk created the Lizhu Cave Heaven with a secret method, like a pearl, hanging over the Great Li Dynasty。

The old man sighed, "Your understanding is really unbearable. ”

Wu Yi was a little aggrieved.

The old man waved his sleeves, temporarily turned Ziyang Mansion into a small world, and took out the immortal boat that had been boating to the Tianmu Star River, took the lead in stepping into the wooden boat, signaled Wu Yi to follow, and then said: "What do you think is the most powerful existence in the world?"

Wu Yi said timidly: "The ancestor of the Three Sects, and those Fourteen Realm bosses who don't want to appear in the world? As long as the former is in one of his own worlds, he is like God, as for the latter, he has already broken away from the realm of high and low realms, and he also has all kinds of unbelievable supernatural powers and immortal methods......

The old man was noncommittal, casually pointed to the direction of the Tieqiao River, and said with a smile: "Jixiang Temple, the farther Baihu River Water God Mansion, a little farther away, your brother's Hanshijiang Mansion, and the surrounding landscape god shrine temple, what do they have in common?" The common point is that these gods of mountains and rivers in the eyes of the world, as long as there is an ancestral temple, you can shape a golden body, no matter how bad your previous cultivation qualifications are, you have become a god with a golden body, which can be described as a step to the sky, and then do you need to practice? Come back, and say that word again, do you understand?"

Wu Yi shook his head and said, "I still don't understand." ”

The old man sighed: "If you disappear one day, you will definitely die stupidly." Do you know that in the same way that in order to become a Yuanying, your brother is even more ruthless to himself than you, giving up the many natal supernatural powers of the Jiaolong relics, and directly making himself a river water god who is bound?"

Wu Yi's eyes lit up, "If we want to 'return' the Yuan Baby, we have to become gods?"

The old man looked at this daughter with a pitiful look, a little excited, it was really rotten wood that could not be carved, "Your brother's direction is right, but he has gone too far, and as a result, he has completely broken the avenue of Jiaolong's genus, so I have died to him, otherwise I won't tell you this, you study the side door method, and you can attack jade by borrowing the stone of his mountain, which is also right, but you still can't correct the law, and you haven't gone far enough, but you still have a chance." ”

The old man stretched out a finger and knocked on the railing, "It's not the two ends, it's here, between the gods and men, is the fundamental avenue that is most suitable for the dragon genus, this is our ancestral family law 10,000 years ago, at that time, the dragon was in charge of the world's lakes and seas, rivers and streams, all places with water, are our territory, but your brother is smart but was mistaken by cleverness, mistakenly thinking that the orthodox Shinto in ancient times was 'sealed', which is similar to today's imperial court, which is incorrigible, so he embarked on that wrong path." It's just that the rules have changed today, which has a great impact on us, because of the bloody accident back then, we were disgusted by the invisible avenue, so it became extremely difficult to become a Yuanying......"

Wu Yi finally couldn't help but ask: "Father, you didn't say how to cultivate into a Yuan Baby, you just talked to your daughter!"

The old man smiled and asked rhetorically, "You and I are father and daughter, do you think that it is a matter of course for you to cultivate the Tao and I preach?"

Wu Yi suddenly felt like he was facing a great enemy, and felt that he was going to suffer next.

Sure enough, the old man sneered: "Father is kind and filial piety, this kind of thinking was taught to you by Confucianism, not for your father." You should know this better than your brothers and sisters in the womb of your father, right?

Wu Yi's face turned pale.

The old man grinned, revealing some snow-white teeth, "Within a hundred years, if you can't become a Yuan Baby, I'll eat you, otherwise I'll share my dragon luck in vain." For the sake of your ability to do things this time, let me tell you a piece of news, that Chen Ping'an has the last snake gallstone condensed by the blood of the true dragon essence on his body, and there are a few of them of good quality, if you eat them, you can't enter the Yuanying realm, but you can raise a layer of combat power, and when the day I eat you, you can struggle a few more times. Isn't the Father very loving to you?"

The tall Wu Yi trembled.

The old man suddenly sighed with emotion, "You eat the essence of the water tribe, I eat you, gather luck, that Cui Dongshan, who occupies an ancient relic, will naturally eat me." What to do?"

The old man smiled at Wu Yi and said: "So don't think that cultivation is high, the ability is great, how great it is, there is always a mountain high, so we still have to thank the Confucian sages for the rules, otherwise you and your brother would have been a meal for your father a long time ago, and then I should almost be Cui Dongshan's bag, in this world today, don't look at the countries under the mountain fighting around, the mountain sects are constantly strife, and the sons and hundreds of schools are also intriguing, but this is also worthy of being called a troubled era?" Haha, I don't know if once the scene of 10,000 years ago reappears, will everyone now run to the Confucian temples in those states, counties and counties one by one, kneel on the ground and kowtow?"

Wu Yi didn't feel the slightest bit about these "big things".

She was still thinking about the method of becoming a primordial infant.

The old man asked, "What four things did you give Chen Ping'an?"

Wu Yi replied honestly: "Each floor chooses the same, a piece of meteorite iron that condensed and bred from the first spring thunder and fell to the world, the size of a thumb, weighing six catties. A high-grade spiritual robe with a thin shirt of spring grass. Six paper figures of the 'Fox Skin Beauty' specially made by the Xu family of Qingfeng City. A cyan plum kernel full of aura, buried in the soil, can grow into a thousand-year-old bayberry tree in a year, every day of the twenty-four solar terms, you can emit aura, before Lingyun sent an old ancestor wanted to buy it with a lot of money, I was not willing to sell. ”

The old man nodded and said, "The heat is okay." ”

The old man suddenly laughed, "Don't think that you can show the blind man, Wei Yan, the god of Beiyue, will explain it clearly to Chen Ping'an one by one, but the premise is ...... Chen Ping'an walked to Luoluo Mountain. It depends on the results of Cui Guoshi and Cui Dongshan's fighting methods. ”

Wu Yi could hear the amazing inside story in the words, Cui Yun and Cui Dongshan fought the method, but she was still obsessed with the statement of "between gods and men", and was full of pleading: "Father, if I can become a Yuanying, wouldn't I be able to do more for my father?"

The old man had already put away the boat, removed the small heaven and earth supernatural powers, and disappeared in a flash, returning to Dali Phiyun Mountain.

Only one Wu Yi was left full of melancholy and fear.

100 years have passed.

It is the high life that ordinary people dream of, but in her Wu Yi's opinion, what is it?

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The water god of Jixiang Temple was too diligent along the way, so Chen Ping'an had to move out of Zhu Yong to prevent the disaster.

Soon Zhu Yong and the iron coupon river god called brother and brother, when they arrived at the ferry, the two were reluctant to say goodbye, the river god called Zhu Yong as the eldest brother, and he was already very familiar and sincere.

The river god drives the ferry

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Returning, Chen Ping'an and Zhu Yong retracted their gaze together, Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "What did you talk about, you talked so much." ”

Zhu Yong said with a smile: "What else can a man talk about, woman, I talked about Mrs. Xiao Luan halfway." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't bother to say anything more.

Zhu Yong suddenly said with a shy face: "Young master, if you encounter the treacherous scenes of the rivers and lakes in the future, can you let the old slave share the worries on your behalf?" The old slave is also an old man, and he is not afraid of the wind and waves, Mrs. Xiao Luan is such a god of mountains and rivers, the old slave does not dare to expect to be caught, but as long as he lets go of his hands and feet, takes out his housekeeping skills, and picks out a little bit of the romance of the year from between his fingernails, the maidservants around Mrs. Xiao Luan, and those young female cultivators in Ziyang Mansion, at most three days ......"

Chen Ping'an hurriedly interrupted Zhu Yong's words, after all, Pei Qian is still by her side, this girl is not very old, she remembers these words very much, and she is more attentive than reading.

Zhu Yong didn't want to give up, and muttered: "Young master, one side of the water and soil raises one side of the people, where is the hometown of Longquan County, there must be beautiful women, right?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, shook his head and said, "In terms of appearance, it seems to be no different from an ordinary market town." ”

Zhu Yong lamented: "It's a fly in the ointment." ”

However, Zhu Yong quickly said: "The old slave dared to talk to the river god brother about Sun Dengxian without authorization, it is estimated that even if Sun Dengxian encounters some trouble in Huang Tingguo in the future, as long as he hears it to this river god brother who is good at studying, maybe he can help Sun Dengxian, but the young master is also prepared, that is, across thousands of mountains and rivers, the river god of Jixiang Temple will have to ask the young master for credit." ”

Chen Ping'an stretched out his thumb to Zhu Yong, "This thing is beautifully done." ”

Zhu Yong asked curiously, "Why does the young master admire Sun Dengxian so much?"

Chen Ping'an said without hesitation: "Because people are heroes." We walk the rivers and lakes, and instead of admiring heroes, do we still worship flower thieves? ”

Zhu Yong said seriously: "Young master, I, Zhu Yong, am not a flower thief......!

Chen Ping'an sent Zhu Yong away with a word, "You can pull you down." ”

Pei Qian shook his head, learning Chen Ping'an's tone and cheering up, "You can pull you down." ”

Zhu Yong made a foot-lifting movement, which frightened Pei Qian and ran away.

Chen Ping'an, like returning to his hometown from his first trip to the Great Sui, did not choose Yefu Pass as the entry route.

I went to Fengya County on the border of Huangting Country again, and when I arrived here, it meant that it was only six hundred miles away from Longquan County.

Further on, you have to pass by a long section of the cliff plank road, that time followed by the boy in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink skirt, that time in the wind and snow, when Chen Ping'an stopped to light the bonfire, he also happened to meet a pair of master servants who happened to pass by.

The more Chen Ping'an pondered, the more he felt that the man with a gentle expression and a calm temperament should be a very tall person.

After Fengya County, the group came to the familiar plank road in the twilight.

Chen Ping'an picked a spacious location, planned to stay here overnight, and told Pei Qian not to get too close to the edge of the plank road when practicing the mad demon swordsmanship.

Pei Qian asked curiously: "The old cook will fly anyway, even if I accidentally fall, he can save me, right?"

Chen Ping'an said casually: "If you want to travel far away against the wind, you can directly ask Zhu Yong to help you, but you still have to be careful when practicing swords, they are two different things." ”

Pei Qian sighed.

Pei Qian held a walking stick in his hand and began to fight demons and monsters.

I saw Zhu Yong's spicy eyes again and again.

Shi Rou likes to watch Pei Qian fool around, so she sits on a stone and admires Pei Qian's swordsmanship.

After a lot of hard work and sweating, Pei Qian put down his walking sticks, put the master's bamboo box horizontally, used it as a desk, took out his belongings, and took advantage of the last bit of afterglow of the sunset, squatted there and began to copy the book.

After copying the book, Zhu Yong had also cooked the rice, Shi Rou and Pei Qian took out the dishes and chopsticks, Zhu Yong took out two wine glasses, Chen Ping'an poured out the old Jiao's salivating wine from the sword gourd, and the two of them would occasionally drink like this.

Pei Qian took out the surging spirit, finished eating a big bowl of rice early, Chen Ping'an and Zhu Yong had just started to drink the second glass of wine, she asked Chen Ping'an with a smile, "Master, can I take a look at that little red sandalwood box, in case the things in it are lost, we can go back the same way as soon as possible to find it." ”

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Look at it yourself." ”

Pei Qian took out the beautiful little wooden box from the bamboo box, sat cross-legged beside Chen Ping'an with it, and after opening it, he counted the past one by one, the thumb-sized but very heavy iron block, a folded cyan shirt that was not yet two or two heavy, and a stack of rune paper with beauties painted on it, turning over and over, for fear that they would run away with their long legs, Pei Qian suddenly panicked and said: "Master, Master, that plum core is gone! What should I do, do you want me to go to the road to look for it immediately?"

Zhu Yong rolled his eyes.

Shi Rou couldn't help but laugh, when you are a girl, can you hide the smile in your eyes?

Chen Ping'an sighed, "It's okay, now that the master has money, if he loses it, he will lose it." ”

Pei Qian snorted, flipped his wrist, and spread his palm, "Master, I'm not happy, we all felt that it was lost just now, right, then now we are equivalent to an extra plum core." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded.

Pei Qian laughed and said, "Master, you are very stupid, alas, it was not lost in the first place, you can't even see it." ”

Chen Ping'an flicked his finger on Pei Qian's forehead.

Pei Qian didn't move at all, and made a dantian action, "It doesn't hurt at all!"

Zhu Yong couldn't bear it anymore and flicked his fingers in the air.

The pain was so painful that Pei Qian put the plum kernel back into the small box first, bent down and hurriedly put it aside, and then hugged his forehead with both hands, and cried.

Chen Ping'an smiled from ear to ear.

As soon as she saw that even the master didn't feel sorry for her, she peeked at the master's Pei Qian from between her fingers, and cried even more.

Chen Ping'an had to quickly put away his smile and asked, "Do you want to see Master Imperial Sword Traveling?"

The corners of Pei Qian's mouth turned downward, and he said aggrievedly: "I don't want to." ”

Chen Ping'an just smiled.

Pei Qian suddenly smiled brightly, "I think about it very well." ”

Chen Ping'an took off the half-immortal sword immortal behind him, but he didn't pull out the sword from the sheath, stood up, faced the cliff, and then threw it out.

Chen Ping'an walked forward quickly, slapped the sword gourd, swept out, stepped on the long sword, and roared away.

Pei Qian opened his mouth wide, quickly got up, ran to the side of the cliff, stared at the dashing back of the imperial sword.

Zhu Yong and Shi Rou naturally knew the answer to the mystery, and the flying sword first and fifteenth were hidden under the sword immortal.

Pei Qian opened his throat and shouted, "Master, don't fly too far." ”

In the mountain wind, Chen Ping'an bent his knees slightly, stepped on the sword immortal, and communicated with the two flying swords, the top of the sword fairy scabbard was tilted upward, and suddenly rose away, Chen Ping'an and the long sword under his feet broke through a layer of clouds, and involuntarily hovered still, and under his feet was the golden sea of clouds in the afterglow, as far as the eye could see.

There is great beauty between heaven and earth.

Chen Ping'an realized that what he had seen in his eyes was completely different from the scenery and feelings of taking the Xianjia ferry to overlook the sea of clouds.

Chen Ping'an looked at the sea of clouds for a long time, and as the sun sank into the sea, the afterglow gradually faded, and finally Chen Ping'an stood on the long sword, closed his eyes, held his breath and concentrated, and practiced the sword furnace pile.

Chen Ping'an put away the sword stove pile, and in an instant, his heart moved, and he muttered: "Is it Cao Ci who has broken through the realm again?"

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