Chen Ping'an took two handfuls of white snow, rubbed each other's hands, returned to the small cliff cave with a smile, and after reaching out to bake the fire, he took out a book from the back basket and began to sit and read by the firelight.

Li Baohua once said that reading a book a hundred times will see its righteousness.

Chen Ping'an felt that this sentence was too good.

So now, every time according to the record of the shaking mountain, before and after walking the pile, I use this sentence, and silently tell myself in my heart that reading is like this, and I want to come to the boxing method. After all, practicing boxing so diligently, day and night, he would spend seven or eight hours every day, sewing and mending the original broken house and broken windows, and the effect was remarkable, especially the way of vomiting taught by Old Man Yang, with the luck of eighteen stops, Chen Ping'an could clearly perceive the gradual strengthening of his physique, so survival is no longer the only purpose.

Chen Ping'an wanted more, for example, if she had the opportunity to meet again and show a certain girl a pile, she would not look demented like in the ancestral house of Mud Bottle Lane, as if to say how could there be such a stupid person in the world, but would stretch out her thumb to him and say those two words again, "handsome"!

The book in Chen Ping'an's hand was slowly turned over page by page, and he looked extremely seriously, and the swaying bonfire reflected the young man's dark face.

Although the girl in the pink skirt is the real body of the fire python, but it is the child's heart, in the Zhilan Cao's study, living in a simple place, not daring to show up easily, lest she suffer a catastrophe, this time following Chen Ping'an to return to his hometown, more and more to recover his lively nature, at this time is busy building a snowman on the plank road, only hate God not to reward a little goose feather snow.

Although the boy in Tsing Yi is a water snake and is born with water, he is really not interested in a sparse midwinter snowfall, and he shrinks listlessly next to the bonfire, feeling sad that he has met people and has a bad fate.

The girl in the pink skirt piled up a snowman of her own master, lifelike, and was thinking about asking Chen Ping'an for credit, suddenly changed color, ran back to the cliff cave with a smoke, and said with a panicked expression: "Master, there is a pair of men and women on the plank road, and the man can't see anything, but the woman is so demonic, what should we do?"

The little boy in Tsing Yi sniffed vigorously, and immediately refreshed, "Yo he, it's really a big demon, full of fox smell, master, let me tell you, the demon fox in the world is beautiful, look at me, I'll catch you a warm quilt nest through the room, the storage is much stronger than the stupid girl like a thin bamboo pole!"

Chen Ping'an closed the book and said: "If they are just passing by, we will give way to the plank road, and if they want to hurt people, we will not be too late to take action." ”

The enthusiastic boy in Tsing Yi sighed, sat back in his place obediently, and said regretfully: "Master, you give me a chance to make a contribution." ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Returning to my hometown safely is a great achievement." ”

The little boy in Tsing Yi said aggrievedly: "This has entered the border of Da Li, and it has been so steady, can I make two into three in the year of the ox?"

On the ancient plank road carved out of the cliff, a man and a woman walk in the wind and snow one after the other, and the woman is wearing a brocade palace dress, graceful and graceful, wearing a hat to cover her face. The man's face is elegant, his figure is slender, he is wearing a snow-white mink fur, and a vermilion wine gourd hangs on his waist, and the whole person seems to be integrated into the wind and snow of the world.

When the two passed through the cave, the woman turned her head to look at the three people in the cave, and then stopped looking.

This understatement glance made the young boy in Tsing Yi who was eager to try before like a lightning strike, and sat more upright than Chen Ping'an, but it was a girl in a pink skirt who was inferior in Taoism, and she didn't know how heavy it was, so she couldn't help but glance at the men and women. Chen Ping'an put the book on his lap, stretched out his hand to bake the fire, his expression was calm, and his eyes did not squint.

When the man passed by the snowman, he squinted and smiled, thinking it was quite interesting, hesitated, turned straight and walked towards the cliff cave, but he couldn't move an inch, stopped outside the "door", looked directly at Chen Ping'an, and asked in a skillful and fluent Dongbao Aquarius orthodox dialect: "Rushing on a snowy night, I am really tired from the maid, can this son let us rest for a while?"

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look, it was a man with a gentle temperament, Chen Ping'an knew that this narrow road encounter was a blessing or a curse that could not be avoided, if the other party really had bad intentions, it was no different if he nodded his head or not, so he simply smiled: "Yes." ”

When the man entered, the woman in the hat whom he called a maid did not follow, but stood at the door of the cave, standing straight and solemn.

The man sat cross-legged with his back to the cave, took off the wine gourd and prepared to drink, before drinking, he said frankly: "My maid is a fox demon, before she sensed the existence of the three, I let her release some demonic energy, which is regarded as a greeting, so as to avoid unnecessary conflicts, we have no malicious intentions." ”

After Chen Ping'an found out about the boy in Tsing Yi's restraint and panic, he knew that things were not good, but at this point, Chen Ping'an didn't think much about it, just held his breath and condensed, and responded to the riots and murders of the man and his maid at any time. Whether it is a fairy on the mountain, a spirit or a monster, it is unpredictable, once the enemy is present, often life and death are judged, Chen Ping'an is no stranger to this, the alley confronts Cai Jinjian, the old dragon city Fu Nanhua, and then entangles and fights with the moving ape, and fights with Ma Kuxuan in the fairy tomb, Qidun Mountain against the enemy white python, pillow post in the face of Zhu Lu's assassination, etc., a series of turmoil, the reason why Chen Ping'an has been able to live until now, the word "heart", is very important.

The man took a sip of wine, his eyes were as clear as the moon, he looked at Chen Ping'an, and said with a straight smile: "Childe's martial arts realm is not high, but his fist intent is very solid, it is not easy, if you can persevere, the end can be expected." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to move.

Big demon, big demon, it's so fucking big, bigger than the sky!

The reason is very simple, the reason why the fox demon in the world is famous, in addition to being good at demagoguery, one of the most important reasons is that the fox demon is more difficult to cover up the demon than other mountain goblins, so the monks who are widely sung to kill demons and demons are often not the fox demons who are not in the climate.

It stands to reason that the fox demon outside the cliff cave is getting closer and closer, and the fox demon breath should be more and more intense, but when she passed by the entrance of the cave, she was already a mellow and popular person, and the feeling of giving the little boy in Tsing Yi was simply more mortal than that of ordinary people, like a finger that could pinch off her graceful waist, the little boy in Tsing Yi was one of the monsters in the world, and turning into a human form was just the first step for the Shanze demon to cultivate the Tao.

To be able to make him, the head snake of the Yujiang Land who has cultivated to the Six Realms and whose combat power is comparable to the Seven Realms, can not perceive anything unusual, the little boy in Tsing Yi weighed it and felt that it was most appropriate to pretend to be a grandson, if this seemingly amiable cross-river dragon felt that his grandson was not enough, his great-grandson would be fine.

The little boy in Tsing Yi judged that the woman in the palace costume was at least nine realms, and it was even possible that she was already a master of the ten realms, but fortunately, it was not very likely.

Whether the demons in the vast world can enter the Ten Realms is a huge feng shui ridge, and it is not weaker than the difficulty of the Terran monks to break through the bottleneck of the Ten Realms. This means that it has been recognized by this great road of the world, how difficult it is, and how much opportunity and tempering it takes can be imagined.

Therefore, the old Jiao with a hidden identity, the father of the cold food river water god, and the cultivation of the Ten Realms are enough to rival the strength of the monks of the Eleventh Realm.

Chen Ping'an didn't know what was going on, but when the crisis came, he didn't delay his momentum, and after hearing the man's praise, he didn't take it lightly, just replied politely: "Thank you, Mr. for your kind words." ”

The man took a small sip of wine, and said in one sentence, "Childe, your Changsheng Bridge is a bit broken, and if you want to repair it, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, so it is better to find another way and simply rebuild a ......."

Speaking of this, the man sighed, seemed to be a little surprised, thought for a moment, glanced at the book on the young man's lap, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's really a coincidence." ”

The man got up slowly, just like that, and walked outside the cliff cave, and the woman in the palace costume had silently walked forward to lead the way.

The man turned his head to look at the snowman on the inn, smiled, and sighed, "No book is a coincidence." ”

In the wind and snow, the men and women continued to hurry, and the woman in the palace costume did not turn her head, and said respectfully: "Master Bai, this chance encounter, is it a conspiracy of the saints on both sides?"

The man shook his head and said: "This time I wandered far away, I had no desires, I was careful to hide the traces, and I didn't disturb any forces, if this is still calculated on me, then I ......"

The face of the palace woman under the hat is a disaster for the country and the people, and her eyes are hot.

Unexpectedly, the man sighed, "What can it be?" ”

A heavy snowfall.

The heavens and the earth are white and clean.

After walking three or four miles on the plank road, the man who was respectfully called Master Bai stopped and looked up at the sky, looking lonely.

The woman in the palace costume had to stop, and found that the man showed no signs of moving, so she shouted cautiously, "Master Bai?"

The man always looked at the sky and said softly: "The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, you said that you grew up in the vast world since you were a child, why do you want to think about walking through the inverted hanging mountain? If you are homesick and want to return to your roots, this is very reasonable, but your roots are here, what is the picture? The world is a catastrophe, ten rooms and nine emptiness, is it fun?"

The palace woman was so frightened that she turned around and knelt on the ground, prostrate herself on the ground, if she looked condescendingly, her bewitching figure, like the ups and downs of the mountains, she said in a trembling voice: "Master Bai spares his life!"

The man turned a deaf ear and replied to himself, "I don't think it's funny, it's not interesting at all." ”

The woman in the palace costume was extremely frightened, and as soon as she gritted her teeth, she instantly burst out with a majestic qi machine like moving mountains and seas.

The next moment, on the plank road, an eight-tailed giant fox as big as a mountain appeared, with a snow-white body, clinging to the cliff, and frantically climbing towards the top of the mountain, trying to get away from this man.

The man was indifferent and softly called out a name, "Qingying." ”

With a bang, a cloud of blood spilled down the cliff like a torrential rain, and it was actually a fox tail that exploded on the spot.

Countless goose feathers and snow were soaked in blood, and the world near the plank road where the man stood turned into a treacherous and terrifying scarlet snow.

Legend has it that there have been countless monsters in the world to haunt the world, chaos has been one after another, mortals do not know the name, helpless, mourning all over the wilderness, later generations have moral saints cast the big tripod inscribed with the name of ten thousand demons, record its origin and origin, and then ordered people to imitate more than 1,000 big tripods, put on the top of each mountain on all continents, for the people under the mountain to remember, all the lay masters do not hesitate to take risks to climb the mountain, after this experience, it is the hair of the monks on the mountain.

Most of those mountains became the five mountains of various countries in later generations, and enjoyed the worship of countless monarchs and ordinary people.

The behemoth on the cliff is like a comet falling into the cliff.

Obviously, it's not just as simple as cutting off a tail and repairing it to a heavy blow.

With the innate violent temperament of monsters, when they are dying or seriously injured, the ferocity that erupts is often even more terrifying.

All the mysteries are only in the title of "Qingying" who calls him by name, and who will report his real name.

The fox demon that fell heavily at the bottom of the cliff splashed countless snowflake debris, and it looked like it was dying, and the bloody mist that it exhaled greatly caused the snow around it to melt, revealing a large piece of muddy ground that looked like a scar.

The man didn't know when he stood in front of the fox demon, carrying a vermilion wine gourd and taking a sip of wine, compared to the huge fox demon curled up together, he was like an ant standing in front of a human being, extremely small.

"Stay by my side honestly until you re-cultivate the eighth tail, there are some things that you can't mix with for the time being. ”

The man said slowly: "If it weren't for the incense at the beginning, you would have died." Since you are still alive, cherish it. Let's go, keep going. ”

With a wave of his sleeves, the man removed the hidden heaven and earth prohibition, and returned the small world that he had cut out with his hand to the big world.

The demon fox gradually changed back into human form, struggled to get up, and staggered after the man.

The woman in the palace costume looked desolate.

The difference between one tail and one world is worlds apart.

It used to be enough to make it stand out from its peers, but now it's unrecognizable.

But it doesn't have the slightest hint of revenge.

For them, who were born and raised in this world, the joy and anger of Master Bai are the majesty of the sky.

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In the cliff cave, the boy in Tsing Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with palpitations: "It's terrible, it's terrible......"

The girl in the pink skirt was ignorant, "Is that senior lady very powerful?"

The little boy in Tsing Yi jumped to his feet and scolded: "Silly girl is really stupid, at least the fox demon of the Nine Realms is not terrible, what else is terrible? Besides, a maid is so powerful, isn't the man who is the master of the fox demon more perverted?!"

The girl in the pink skirt said weakly: "Our master is not as good as us." ”

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing.

The boy in Tsing Yi's eyes lit up, "Oh, yes." ”

The boy in Tsing Yi laughed, then coughed a few times, and said stupidly: "It's out of shape, it's out of shape, let the master laugh, who can be without fault if it's not a sage, this flaw, just let it go away with the wind, forget it." ”

Chen Ping'an continued to read, but he couldn't calm down, so he had to put away the Confucian classics, and after thinking about it, he found out the prescriptions of the young Taoist surnamed Lu, all of which were written in small block letters, and then carried a thinner branch, and squatted on the snowy ground at the entrance of the cliff cave to copy and write.

The boy in Tsing Yi, who lost face tonight, shouted to sleep, while the girl in the pink skirt bypassed Chen Ping'an and continued to build the snowman to perfection.

At the end of the last prescription, the Taoist surnamed Lu also took out a green jade seal from his sleeve and stamped it on the paper, so it was the four words of the vermilion seal, "Lu Shen's edict".

Practicing calligraphy tonight, Chen Ping'an copied it from beginning to end, and didn't even miss the last four inscriptions.

When Chen Ping'an was on the side of the cliff cave, he meticulously wrote the word "Lu Shen" with a branch.

At the bottom of the cliff, which was already very far away, the man who followed the palace woman behind him turned his head suddenly.

When Chen Ping'an finally finished writing the word "imperial decree".

In an instant, it was as if the heavens and the earth had turned upside down.

The man remained motionless and looked solemn. But the woman in the palace was so frightened that she could barely stand on her feet.

The fox demon was uneasy, an almost instinctive fear permeated his whole body, subconsciously approached the man, and shouted softly: "Master Bai?"

The man retracted his gaze and walked forward, "It's okay, it's nothing more than the well water not the river water." ”

Who is the water of the small well, who is the water of the mighty river.

God knows.