Chen Ping'an said goodbye to his husband and left the alley early in the morning.

Thinking about the letter of appointment, Mr. sent it, Ning Yao accepted it, and Chen Ping'an was in a good mood.

The old monk who was in charge of guarding the alley put down the white jade dojo in the alley again, except for cultivation in this life, the old man had no other preferences anyway.

Liu Jia really just likes to cultivate, as for the realm or something, don't force it, love doesn't come, anyway, Lao Tzu is not used to you.

It's just strange, that apprentice didn't protect the road yesterday, so he gave the thunder again? It's rare that he didn't play those martial arts styles over there, and he actually breathed and breathed all night, and he was very diligent, and he used the river cart carrying technique of returning the Dan vein with gold liquid, and ran Xiao Zhoutian over and over again, probably because of his sincerity and spirit, it was quite like it.

In addition to his own practice this night, Liu Jiao's spiritual energy turned to Da Zhoutian, with that visualization of supernatural powers, such as immortals riding cranes to travel in a vast world of their own unique gold and jade jungle, out of the palace under the white crane, in the Changsheng Bridge, watching the water and enlightenment. The old monk also had to pay attention to Zhao Duanming's qi flow route, so that he could pick out the defects afterwards and help the disciples check and fill in the gaps.

Chen Ping'an stopped near the entrance of the alley, waited for a moment, bent his fingers and knocked on the door, knocked lightly, and said with a smile: "Old Immortal Master Liu, don't you mind?"

When the knock on the door of the alley sounded, Liu Jia actually just gathered his mind, and his practice came to an end, the old Yuanying sighed with emotion, this young man, worthy of being the junior brother of the embroidered tiger, his eyes are really poisonous, separated by a small world of the dojo, and he can still see his own cultivation status so really, the old monk got up from the futon, exerted his magical powers, opened a small door for the white jade dojo, and said: "Please come in." ”

There is one more word of invitation, that is for the sake of your husband's face as a Wensheng, and it has little to do with what sword immortals are not sword immortals, hidden officials or not hidden officials.

However, in just one day, first the visit of this young hidden official, Ning Yao's sharp sword, and the arrival of Wen Sheng, Liu Jia felt that his always cold cultivation road was rare to be so lively.

It's just that I was thinking about finding that man to drink before, so I can't drink at this time, so I can only toast three glasses with the old coachman, right?

Chen Ping'an stepped into it, glanced at the young man who was still cultivating, and asked in his heart: "Is the old immortal master planning to wait until Duanming has entered the Jindan realm, and then come to teach a superior thunder method that is naturally compatible with his numerology?"

Liu Jiao looked strange, and wanted to nod his head very much, and slapped a swollen face and became fat on the side of a young man who was not confused, but the old man did not have a good conscience, and it didn't matter if he didn't have a face, he sighed, "There is a fart Lei Fa Dao trick, and I am worried about the person." ”

Chen Ping'an was surprised: "With the background of the Tianshui Zhao clan, you can't find a Thunder Sect Fa?"

Liu Jia shook his head, "Over the years, the Zhao clan has only found a few secret books of the Thunder Law from the side door, and it is 108,000 miles away from the Five Thunder Authentic Sect of Longhu Mountain, and they dare to give it, but I don't dare to teach it." ”

It's really a sword immortal who doesn't know the cost of oil, salt, firewood and rice, Lei Fa is known as the ancestor of ten thousand laws on the mountain, how can this true law secret record be so easy to get, not to mention that this is not a matter of money at all, the Aquarius Immortal Family, who specializes in Lei Fa, is not much, close to the "authentic" one, and there is no one, even if it is Qi Zhen, the great heavenly monarch of the Divine Sect, he does not dare to say that he is good at Lei Fa.

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and said: "I want to go back to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, I have a friend on the mountain, who is a Huang Zi noble from the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and I have made an appointment to go to Longhu Mountain as a guest, I will see if I can piece together a decent cheat, but I dare not guarantee that this matter will be successful." ”

Liu Jia frowned and said: "For no reason, why are you so enthusiastic and send a piece of Tianda incense to Duanming for nothing?

Chen Ping'an shook his head and smiled: "If it really happens, that Lei Fa cheats, even if I accidentally missed it in Renyun Yiyun Building, it should be regarded as a thank you to Old Immortal Master Liu for helping to take care of his brother's house, Old Immortal Master Liu only needs to do one thing, that is, to conceal this matter on the side of the Tianshui Zhao family, in short, it has nothing to do with me, and then preach for Duanming with peace of mind." ”

Liu Jia was suspicious, "It's as simple as that, there's really no calculation?"

Chen Ping'an asked rhetorically: "I can't believe Chen Ping'an, who met in Pingshui, but can't Old Immortal Master Liu still believe my husband?"

Liu Jia smiled dumbly, hesitated, and then nodded, this kid has moved out of Wensheng, this matter is feasible. Confucian scholars attach the most importance to the context and Taoism, and they can't make the slightest joke.

It's just that the old monk suddenly came back to his senses and scolded with a smile: "Good boy, if you lie to me, if you don't do, you can earn a good impression from me for nothing, right?"

Chen Ping'an deliberately looked puzzled and said, "How do you say this?"

Liu Jia laughed angrily, stretched out his finger and pointed at the young man who thought he was a fool, and nodded, "Even if you have a good relationship with the Heavenly Master's Mansion, a Confucian disciple, after all, is not in the Dao vein of Longhu Mountain, I am afraid that even the Great Heavenly Master himself will not dare to pass on your Five Thunder True Law without authorization, you yourself have just said it, you can only take the opportunity to read the book, piece it together, you touch your conscience, such a secret book of Taoism for misleading people's children, can it be better than what Tianshui Zhao found it......?"

The old monk suddenly stopped talking, and saw that the green-shirted sword fairy raised his hand with a smile, and the five thunders were clustered, and in the palm of his hand, the Dao meaning was towering.

Liu Jiao stared intently, looked at it and looked, nodded lightly, and said as usual: "The little master is good at thunder law, and he is worthy of being a disciple of Wensheng, a junior brother of Xiuhu, learning from others, melting a furnace, admiring and admiring." Okay, this matter is decided, thank you in advance, just wait for the little master to accidentally lose this cheat book in the house, and then I inadvertently picked it up. Just?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "All the precautions for practicing this method, I will carefully put down the pen, carefully append the end of the book, the text will only be more cumbersome and detailed than the content of the text, the realm of the old immortal master is placed there, and it will definitely not be a problem to teach the Dharma for Duanming to protect the Tao afterwards." ”

Liu Jia was a little embarrassed.

Chen Ping'an said: "I still have to worry about the old immortal master, help me and the head of the Zhao family in Tianshui, ask for a word, just write the Zhao family motto." Of course, it has nothing to do with Chen Ping'an. ”

was able to be called by the senior brother to guard the alley here, Chen Ping'an was sure that Liu Jia must be the one who kept his mouth shut. So I don't worry about the old monk at all on the side of the Tianshui Zhao family, and he will say that he has leaked his mouth.

Liu Jia breathed a sigh of relief, begging for calligraphy and painting, a trivial matter. Even if he came to the door with a basket, it was nothing, it was to give the face of Zhao Fuzi, who wrote beautifully.

Tianshui Zhao, who was said to be horse dung Zhao by Dali officialdom, has a very bookish family motto, Chen Ping'an is especially fond of several words, the weather should be clear and high, the knowledge should be deep and far, the body should be rigid and sincere, and the color should be soft and beautiful.

In fact, Chen Ping'an entered Beijing this time, and after meeting Zhao Duanming, he wanted to ask for a copy of the family motto written by the head of the Zhao family. It's just that the situation in the capital is still unclear now, and Chen Ping'an planned to wait until the matter and then open this mouth with Zhao Duanming. Well, now you can get it without spending any money.

The old monk was taken aback, Chen Ping'an turned his head to look, he was pulled by his own thunder weather, Zhao Duanming's mind was immersed in the small world, and there was a kind of qi that echoed from afar, so that the aura of the whole person poured out, people were like mountains, flying clouds, and there were signs of lightning and thunder. Chen Ping'an glanced at Liu Jia, who was stunned for a moment, immediately nodded, and said You just have to protect Duanming.

Chen Ping'an stepped out in one step, came to Zhao Duanming's side, stomped lightly, and the closed-eyed young man who was sitting cross-legged on the futon rose into the air.

Chen Ping'an raised his hand and gently stroked the young man's head, helping Zhao Duanming to stabilize his mind, the palm that was originally clustered with five thunders turned into two fingers together, and gently touched the center of the young man's eyebrows, so that he could concentrate and instantly enter a state of divine sleep.

Liu Jia's eyes widened, and his face was incredulous, only to see that around the disciple's head, the weather was myriad, and it was extremely magnificent, like a mysterious picture of heaven and earth being Taoized.

The sun and the moon are suspended in the air, countless stars rotate, only to see that green shirt, with a mind from the bright galaxy, only pick out a golden light, full of thunder and law pocket "star", and then with that little hand, as if as a bridge of immortality, slowly rolled into the young man's eyebrows, that star that was blurred by the Tao, in Zhao Duanming's small world, following the aura route of Xiao Zhoutian, rotating in an orderly manner, the young man was originally scattered everywhere, Even a few wisps of essence Dao intent that he was unaware of, if he received the edict, came in an instant, worshipping the ancient star that seemed to be hanging in the sky.

Chen Ping'an gently patted the young man's forehead, and the young man landed again with the futon.

Liu Jia asked cautiously, "Chen Ping'an, shouldn't you be a great cultivator of the Ascension Realm?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "I'm not, my daughter-in-law is." ”

Liu Jia endured it, but still couldn't hold it back, and asked the biggest question in his heart, "Chen Ping'an, why did you kidnap Ning Yao?"

Chen Ping'an straightened his shirt, shook his sleeves, and smiled without speaking.

Isn't this obvious, relying on appearance and bearing.

Liu Jia was stunned for a long time and quipped: "Are you a tailor?"

Chen Ping'an said goodbye with a smile and strode out of the alley.

The young man who had been kept in the dark slowly came back to his senses, and after opening his eyes, he stood up and jumped a few times, only to feel extremely refreshed.

Finding that the master was sitting on the futon and drinking, Zhao Duanming leaned over and squatted, smelling the aroma of wine to relieve his hunger.

Liu Jia said with a smile: "It was not clear why the national teacher asked me to wait patiently here, saying that I owed it first, and someone would come here to pay for it later." ”

The world is complicated, twists and turns, and it is not real, but it can be seen that the general quality of people's hearts is good or bad, and Liu Jia thinks that he is still relatively accurate.

Zhao Duanming said: "My brother Chen's money, Master is embarrassed to accept it? Master, of course you are very strong in practicing and preaching, otherwise you would not be able to teach me such an apprentice, but you really have to learn from me when it comes to human sophistication." ”

Liu Jia smiled and stopped talking, turned his head to look at the alley, the former national teacher Cui Yun was here year after year, day after day, alone, but there was never a sense of loneliness.

The worry of the heart, if you follow the tiger's tail, is involved in spring ice.

Now there is a younger brother, walking in the alley.

It is as clear as the sun and the moon, and it is as far away as the stars.

It seems that the blue-shirted sword fairy, although he is young, is not a chess piece, but sits in the capital, and the mountains and rivers of a country are the chessboard.

Invite your opponent to a seat, and give it a try.

The old monk thought about it again, and was quite proud.

As a gatekeeper, Chen Ping'an, Ning Yao, and Wen Sheng, they can barely be stopped, who in the world can compare?

Liu Jia coughed, handed over a pot of wine, and said with a smile: "Duanming, drink." ”

The young man slapped off the master's hand and said with a smile: "Master said that he was joking, what kind of wine to drink, the disciple is young, but he can't stand the smell of wine." ”

Anyway, it was only a few steps, and when he arrived at the inn, Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry to find Ning Yao, he chatted with the shopkeeper first, chatted, and asked about the girl.

The old man huffed angrily: "The surname Chen, don't eat in the bowl and look at the pot, quickly put away that crooked thought, besides, did you kid take the wrong medicine, my girl looks pretty, but it is not better than Miss Ning." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled tentatively and said: "Shopkeeper, what do you want, who am I, shopkeeper, you have seen the three sects and nine streams who have traveled from south to north, and you have already refined a pair of fiery eyes, you really can't see it?" I just think she has good qualifications......

The old shopkeeper smiled angrily: "Stop, stop! Could it be that I go to the rivers and lakes with you to learn from a teacher, a little girl's family, what kind of fist and foot kung fu do you practice, don't talk more about this matter." ”

If you want to talk about those martial arts styles that are mixed up in the market, let alone mention, either playing guns and sticks to sell dog skin plasters, or breaking boulders on your chest to earn some hard-earned money, although the young man in front of him is most likely a Jianghu sect that has settled down, but if you want to let your daughter run to learn martial arts from others, wouldn't it be a few days before her hands are full of calluses, how can she get married? It's bad to think about it.

The most worried thing is still that stupid boudoir

Female, when she was a child, she longed to be a heroine of the rivers and lakes, flying eaves and walking on the wall, and acting chivalrous. It's a shame that there was a group fight between two gangs of little bastards in Chi Xiang and Chi'er Street, and the fight was so fierce that the bricks were broken a lot, and I saw my daughter running home sullenly.

Chen Ping'an said: "Then if I am in the inn with her, I just met her on foot, and I don't break the law, right?"

The old man sighed, lowered his voice and said: "What are you trying to do?" Chen Ping'an, you are honest, tell me and say, otherwise I will really drive people out, there are two sons, but there is only one daughter, if you kidnap him, my fierce aunt can beat me to death." ”

The old shopkeeper really didn't think that this young foreigner was a villain.

What's more, now that the world is too peaceful, the lives of the ordinary people of Dali are steady every day, and if they violate the ban, not to mention the people in the rivers and lakes, the gods on the mountains dare not.

The old man suddenly asked: "Chen Ping'an, tell me the truth, which Jianghu sect are you, and your name is not big?"

In the realm of Longzhou, I only heard that there is a towering Phiyun Mountain, and the Wei Shanjun who is rumored to be rich, and then there is a Longquan Sword Sect full of sword immortals.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "The small door is small, I don't know if the shopkeeper is said, there are not many people anyway, but I can guarantee that my family style is good." ”

The old man sneered and said: "If I go out and tell people that I am here, it is one of the best inns in the capital, and it is not the great masters of the rivers and lakes like Yuhong and Zhou Haijing who go in and out every day, or the fairy master who is flying through the clouds and fog, do you believe it or not?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I don't believe it." ”

The old man asked, "You kid don't really like my daughter, do you?"

Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly: "There really isn't." ”

The old man was relieved, nodded, this is good, and then slapped the table, very bad, where is my daughter worse than Ning Yao, the old man waved his hand, no vision, hurry up.

After Chen Ping'an left, on the side of the yamen, someone soon came to check the book, two fresh faces, but the official card was right, and the old shopkeeper didn't think much about it.

After they flipped to the names of Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao, the two looked at each other and smiled, and one of the young officials continued to turn the pages casually, and then smiled casually: "Shopkeeper Liu, business is prosperous." ”

The old man lay on the counter at will, not afraid of these public people, his own inn is open on the edge of those two streets and alleys, two generations, it has been almost fifty years, what civil officials and military generals have never seen, Huang Zigongqing, who is in the center, is not only familiar with his face, he has met on the road many times, and he can also say hello, in this regard, the old shopkeeper has always been quite proud, so he just smiled at this time: "Business is okay, make do." ”

Ning Yao did not deliberately immerse himself in cultivation and cultivate sword intent, otherwise it would be tantamount to a battle between the two worlds.

She sat at the table for the night, and then in the early morning, she opened her eyes, subconsciously stretched out her fingers, and gently twisted the corner of one sleeve.

When the knock on the door sounded softly, Ning Yao said, "The door is not locked." ”

Chen Ping'an pushed the door in, Ning Yao glanced at the green shirt with a hosta on his head, and did not speak.

Chen Ping'an took out a few collections of literati pen notes from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "I have to stay in the capital for a few days, I am afraid that you will be bored, so I picked a few books and flipped through them casually." ”

Ning Yao looked at a few books on the table, picked them up, and asked, "There is no Romance of the Rivers and Lakes and the Legend of the Princess?"

Chen Ping'an asked, "Do you want to see this category?"

Ning Yao asked rhetorically: "Why don't you look at those strange smoke fans and strange nonsense?"

Chen Ping'an was speechless.

Those romances, at every turn, are hidden masters who instill a Jiazi internal strength into the younger generations, which is quite nonsense.

It's just that the daughter-in-law is right.

Chen Ping'an first said the trip to the Confucian Temple invited by Lisheng, Ning Yao nodded, and said that there was no problem, and then Chen Ping'an immediately turned around to look for books, but there seemed to be no such books in the library.

I remember that when I was still the founding disciple of Xiao Heitan, I pestered Lao Wei and Xiaobai in private every day, saying that each of them passed on her skills for decades.

Later, it was the old cook who complained, and then Pei Qian ate a meal of chestnuts and ate it directly, so he let Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang go.

The old shopkeeper saw Chen Ping'an going back and forth, and quipped: "People can't look good, young people are very fast." ”

Chen Ping'an pretended not to understand and asked, "Shopkeeper, is there a bookstore nearby?"

The old man nodded, "Not far away, there are half a street of bookstores, but the shops so close to Qi'er Street in Yichi Lane can be imagined, the price is not cheap, and most of them are uncommon rare books." What's the matter, now you people in the Jianghu sect have a few words to ask for a few words in advance when you talk to others?"

The old man roughly pointed the way, Chen Ping'an thanked him, and said with a smile: "If my daughter-in-law wants to read, I will go over there to find it." ”

Chen Ping'an took a walk, found the street, indeed there were many bookstores, spent seven or eight taels of silver, picked a few books, put them in his sleeve, changed his mind, detoured to other places, about three miles away, through the streets and alleys, Chen Ping'an finally walked to a fairy inn at the end of the depths of the alley, the door is not big, and there is no fairy pomp, ordinary masters passing by, they will definitely not take a second look, and when they encounter this dead-end road, they will only turn around and leave.

Chen Ping'an knew that Song Xu had traveled out of the city last night, and his body began here, and then he returned to the capital, and he also settled here, and it is very likely that this is their place of cultivation.

Chen Ping'an was just about to knock on the door, he frowned slightly, his figure instantly swept out, floating more than ten zhang away, there was a female ghost monk of the Jindan Realm, her body was blurred, from the gate with the painted door god, one flew out, Chen Ping'an glanced at it, and found that it was the female ghost beside the young Yuanying Sword Cultivator, most of them were Song Xu and Ge Ling, but they belonged to different mountains.

Is this to learn the Dao Fa? Or is it to ask the sword and the fist?

It's just that seeing her body spinning, her colorful clothes fluttering, her teeth and claws, it seems that there is no order, and her cannibalistic eyes, full of salivation, what's going on.

Chen Ping'an clasped his hands in his sleeves, just moved sideways, and dodged the female ghost's body against the wind, like a female ghost with a colorful practice spinning half a circle, spreading her arms, and about to hug the green shirt.

You're not done yet?

Chen Ping'an didn't turn his head, but just raised an elbow and smashed it back, hitting the female ghost's door.

The female ghost fell to the ground in a daze, sat up, pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeve with two fingers, wiped the corners of her eyes, and wanted to cry.

Chen Ping'an turned his head, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

The female ghost was radiant and didn't speak, but just floated towards Chen Ping'an suddenly, and she didn't have a murderous aura, as if she was blindly stalking.

Chen Ping'an always clasped his hands in his sleeves, raised a kick, kicked her forehead, and the female ghost hit the wall.

Wrong.

It's some kind of strange trick that can obscure the mind. In short, seeing is nothing.

Chen Ping'an squinted, stretched out his sleeve with one hand, his five fingers were like hooks, grabbed the head of the female ghost, quickly pressed it down, smashed it on the ground, twisted his toes slightly, and covered the road with martial arts, not giving her a chance to escape, and then poked her heart with her toes, and bang, the poor female ghost's colorful body was like a rag, and she wiped an alley again, and then the woman's body and colorful clothes suddenly expanded, hovering near the mouth of the alley, like a huge painted picture of a lady hanging on the wall.

Chen Ping'an reminded: "It's almost enough." ”

The walls on both sides of an alley, in an instant, the sky was dark, and countless heads of female ghosts poked out, but they were not hideous, but smiling like flowers, like the infatuated woman who lost her heart and went crazy, and finally saw her lover return home.

Chen Ping'an had already planned to be ruthless, but he sighed for no reason and said, "One last warning." ”

The Yuan Huajing in the inn walked into the corridor and said in a deep voice: "Change Yan, stop." ”

The female ghost named Gaiyan immediately gathered her spell and appeared in the alley, with a graceful posture and a salute, "The little girl changed her beauty, and she has seen Chen Gongzi." ”

Chen Ping'an explained: "I'm here to find someone. ”

Gai Yan smiled, "It's good to find someone, I opened this inn, I can find anyone, I will lead the way for Chen Gongzi." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "No." ”

The woman was very aggrieved, and said timidly: "The inn is my territory, whether to open the door to welcome guests and earn the fairy money, in fact, there is no fixed number, it only depends on the mood of the little woman." Chen Gongzi is a Sven, so he can't break in, right?"

If it is said that the six small hills of Song Xu belong to strange people, but whether it is their identity or temperament, they are all normal, then the sword cultivator Yuan Huajing, nicknamed "Yelang", the four subordinates under his command, does not seem to have a fuel-saving lamp, except for this female ghost named Gaiyan, and the young horseman from the wild cultivation, named Kushou, and a five-element qi practitioner of the Yin and Yang family.

Finally, there is a wild cultivator born from a mountain spirit, with a young man's appearance, a cold face, and a murderous aura between his eyebrows. I gave myself a name, and my surname was Gou. The young man has a bad temper, and he has a strange wish, that is, to be the national teacher of a small country, and he is a vassal of the Dali domain, in short, no matter how small it is.

Chen Ping'an shrank the mountains and rivers in one step, directly broke the inn's worthless forbidden formation, looked around, saw a house in the cloud and mist barrier, swiped his fingers, opened the door and entered, fell down, and said with a smile: "There were a lot of people last night, so it's hard to say more." ”

The young man had already walked out of the cultivation dojo in the house, and at this moment he saw the green shirt in front of him, the young man first hugged his fists, and then made waves, as if he felt that something was wrong, and finally had to scratch his head, shouted Mr. Chen, and then began to grin.

In the past, in Shihao Country, in the dog meat shop, there was a young man who was mistaken for a mute, and later met a man in a green cloth cotton coat, pulled him to have a meal, said a lot, and gave him a possibility.

In the end, he borrowed a little summer money from the boy.

"Alas".

The change in the alley was not annoyed, but she stomped her feet and followed behind.

When she came to this courtyard, she was very surprised, did she know Chen Ping'an? Why had she never heard of it.

Han Tianjin also came to the gate of the small courtyard, and there was Yu Yu who was a fart by his side.

The young man smiled brightly and said, "Mr. Chen, my name is Gou Cun today." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "The name is good." ”

Survive.

Don't forget your roots, stay alive.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand.

The young man hurriedly took out a perennial small summer money from his sleeve, handed it to the other party, and said apologetically: "Mr. Chen, I spent that small summer money back then." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "Borrow money to repay the money, don't talk about some interest." ”

The boy grinned, knowing that Mr. Chen was joking.

Chen Ping'an put away the small summer money, twisted his wrist, and there was an extra green bamboo cane, which was the trekking stick of the literati Yashi mountaineering and traveling, "I'll send it to you." ”

On the top of the hiking stick, there is an inscription of two words, Zhiyuan.

The young man held a walking stick in his arms, and was not good at words, but silently bowed to Mr. Chen to thank him.

The next moment.

Before the boy could raise his head and get up, he was instantly alerted.

In fact, not only Surviving, but also the female ghosts in the courtyard, Han Rijin and Yu Yu at the door, and Song Xu gathered in a nearby courtyard, everyone found themselves in the vast clouds.

Array master Han Dayjin has already sacrificed the ruins of the fairy palace, and then there is only a sword light between heaven and earth, splitting the sky and opening the earth, forcibly breaking the ban on the mountains and rivers of an ancient Tongbai blessed land, only to see that Chen Ping'an grabbed Gaiyan's hair bun with one hand, and grabbed Gou Cun's neck with the other, and the female ghost Gaiyan's aura was suppressed by the fist intent, almost stagnant, and there was a slight wind and grass, and the natal qi mansion of the five elements had that heart-wrenching pain, as for Gou Cun had fainted, the most troublesome place was that Gaiyan and Gou Cun's eyebrows were lightly stabbed by the flying sword

Suddenly, the sword qi seeped into the small world in the body.

The green-shirted sword immortal who didn't say hello looked around, glanced around a few times, and then stared at Han Dayjin and said with a smile: "I'm a little strange, how did you kill the demon clan's military tent Jade Pu Realm back then, attack and kill and behead you?"

Chen Ping'an said to himself: "Or is it that as long as the manpower is not even, the eleven of you can only be regarded as a plate of loose sand? It's okay, just come in." Besides, there is no good thing in the world that only requires you to plan and kill others, and one day you will have to repay your debts, and now it is. ”

The Yin and Yang Family Qi Practitioner was just about to pinch the Dao Technique, use an extremely mysterious natal supernatural power, and at the cost of falling into one realm, go against the current for a little while, and help the eleven people return to the "before", so as to prepare early.

As a result, there was a sword light above his head, and Yuan Huajing appeared as Sui Lin's protector, sacrificing a natal flying sword, using the flying sword to the flying sword, cutting off the sword light.

Chen Ping'an dropped the Gou Cun and Gai Yan in his hand, and stepped in front of Daolu Ge Ling, this Taoist priest actually chose to directly blow up Jin Dan and Yuan Ying, and replaced them with ordinary earth immortal monks, it should be the end of death.

Chen Ping'an's fist was like a waterfall, unscathed, casually walked out of this slightly disordered battlefield with a landscape picture, stretched out his hand and pressed Yu Yu, who was a soldier monk, with a close punch, gently dragged him closer to him, and then turned around to be an elbow, which made Yu Yu spit blood in his mouth, flew out upside down for dozens of zhang, his body flashed, and he was just about to raise his foot and step on it again, but out of the corner of his eye, he found that Yu Yu was actually far away, a little interesting, in the caged bird's own small world, what he saw in his eyes, he still received interference, it seems that he was on the side of the alley, the female ghost, the legendary mountain"The painter depicts the eyebrows", there is still a lot of clumsiness.

So in the next moment, as far as the eleven people saw, the heavens and the earth were tilted, distorted, and turned upside down to varying degrees.

It's like a heaven and earth, cut into countless realms by the master.

The female ghost was just about to make a move, and in her field of vision, there was sword light, and she was nailed into her body and the colorful clothes by dozens of long swords in an instant.

Gou Cun, who was supposed to be asleep for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, and was stepped on by Chen Ping'an in the center and passed out again, at the same time, Chen Ping'an squinted at the little novice and smiled, as if to say that it was you. A green shirt appeared behind the little novice as if he stepped out of the door, volleyed in the air, wrapped his arm around the little monk's neck, and supported the little monk's chin with one hand, but Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, chose to temporarily withdraw his hand, patted the little monk's head, and said with a smile: "Be careful in the future." ”

With his fingers together, he drew a circle, and a golden thunder pool appeared around him after the little novice.

Chen Ping'an changed the battlefield, shook his sleeves, and the talisman was like hanging two milky ways, besieging the five elements qi practitioners.

Han Tianjin was shocked, and at some point, he actually lost the traction of the qi machine with the ruins of the Immortal Mansion.

Chen Ping'an looked around, casually raised his hand, patted Yuan Huajing and Song Xu's flying swords, and said: "I know that you still have a lot of back-ups, but there is no benefit, there is no chance to use it, you have already lost." ”

With a flick of his fingers, he shot a fragment of the golden body towards the Yin and Yang family qi practitioner, and Chen Ping'an said, "It's compensation." Let's go back. ”

Time reversed for a moment, and the eleven people returned to their places, but with the support of the little novice's Dharma supernatural powers, everyone's memory remained, Sui Lin sat on the ground, his face was pale, but the golden body fragment in his hand was enough to make up for the loss of his own Taoism, and there was still a surplus.

Half of the monks were not convinced, and the remaining half were apprehensive.

The green-shirted sword immortal who was extremely ruthless, as if he was not affected by the long river of time, was the first to return to the inn, standing in the corridor with his hands in his sleeves, and smiled with the young man who was still bowing his head: "Scared?"

The young man was speechless, still holding the walking pole in his arms, got up and scratched his head, and then shook his head, "Mr. Chen, I have learned." ”

Chen Ping'an said softly: "Practicing on the mountain, the clouds are treacherous, the higher you climb the mountain, the stronger the mountain wind, be more careful in the future." ”

Then Chen Ping'an laughed, "Of course, it doesn't mean that you have to be careful of my sneak attacks in the future." Today's shot is an exception. ”

Chen Ping'an began to help the eleven people review the fight, and then gave some suggestions, as for whether they listened or not, it didn't matter.

If they weren't monks carefully screened by their senior brother and cultivated with a lot of financial resources, Chen Ping'an wouldn't be too lazy to do it today, then a large piece of the golden body fragment of an ancient god would not be money.

Chen Ping'an finally asked in his heart: "Gou Cun, what will happen when you see people eating dog meat now?"

Gou Cun was silent for a moment, raised his head, and said honestly to Mr. Chen: "I still feel uncomfortable, so listen to Mr. Chen, I must be the national teacher of that small country in the future, and order that no one is allowed to eat dog meat in a country." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, "Take your time." ”

Chen Ping'an was about to leave this immortal inn, but the female ghost still had the courage to take a few steps closer, blinking a pair of big eyes, "Chen Gongzi, let's go, I'll send you?"

Chen Ping'an smiled angrily: "Greasy or not, let's talk about it, what are you trying to do?"

She looked a little shy for the first time, "Learn from Han Dayjin, I can't hold it when I see it." ”

Han Tianjin's face was flushed, and he said angrily: "Change Yan, clean your mouth for me!"

Chen Ping'an was speechless and disappeared in a flash.

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Temple of Fire.

Under the flower shed, Aunt Feng squinted, came uninvited, and entered without knocking, who are they.

The old coachman said bluntly: "The situation is compelling, and I need to answer Chen Ping'an's three questions, what do you think that kid will ask, I will prepare early." Don't shirk it, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have suffered those two more swords. ”

Aunt Feng smiled, "Chen Ping'an will definitely ask who you are first." ”

The old coachman said, "What else?"

Aunt Feng continued: "Did you participate in the shattering of the natal porcelain? ”

The old coachman nodded, "That's a good answer, no." ”

Aunt Feng sighed: "You don't have a conscience, right? You have already bet on the Ma family in Xinghua Lane." ”

The old coachman didn't hide it, "I'm most optimistic about Ma Kuxuan, there is nothing to hide, but what the Ma couple did has nothing to do with me." I didn't instruct them, and I didn't help erase the traces afterwards. ”

Aunt Feng pondered for a moment, "As for the third question, there are so many things he might ask, it's hard to guess." ”

"For example?"

"For example, in the matter of refining the natal porcelain of Lizhu Cave Heaven, who is the initiator. Do you want to answer? How do you answer?"

The old coachman took out a small porcelain bottle, and after opening it, the purple gas was swirling, and he sniffed it gently, and suddenly his whole body was full of golden light, circulating all over his body, and sewing up his injuries.

The body of the gods, cut by the sword cultivator, is a little good, that is, there is no sword qi remaining, and the afterglow of the sword qi will be washed away by the long river of time, as long as the golden body does not collapse on the spot, no matter how serious the injury is afterwards, no matter how many cracks, it can be made up for and repair the golden body.

The old coachman was silent for a moment, a little helpless, "Tell Ning Yao, as long as I don't want to answer the question, I can let Chen Ping'an change it." ”

Aunt Feng smiled: "That's it?"

The old coachman said sullenly: "That little woman gave an explanation, but it is not more than three." ”

The old coachman raised his head suddenly, you old woman, don't cheat me again.

Aunt Feng quipped: "It's really not good, it's better to die and not die and be poor, and tell that person's roots and feet to Chen Ping'an." ”

The old coachman shook his head, "What are the four difficult ghosts on the mountain, in fact, don't mess with anyone." ”

The other two behind-the-scenes people, one of them, is a dragon breeder in the same vein as Fulong. There is another one, from the Tulu clan of the Yin and Yang family, one bright and one dark, and the bright place is the Beijing Qi practitioner who was beaten to death by Song Changjing's fist, and the one in the dark, the site selection of the old five mountains of Dali is all from this person's handwriting.

These old immortals, under the fence of the Lizhu Cave Tianzhi, of course, each has their own desires, the old ancestor of the Fulongshi is betting on the Dali Song family, and by the way, suppressing the luck of the Lu family on Fulu Street,

As for this Feng aunt, in addition to protecting the road, it is just a matter of homeopathy everywhere, such as bringing Cao Xin and Yuan Lian out of the Lizhu Cave Heaven, and giving the future pair of civil and military pairs to the Dali court, so that there was that Zhongxing, so that the Dali Song clan would not be cut off from the national Zuo, and it was easily annexed by the Lu dynasty, which was the suzerainty of Dali in the past.

Compared with Aunt Feng and the old coachman, the Yin-Yang monk from the Lu clan in Middle Earth hid behind the scenes, threaded the needle all day long, and acted the most sneaky, but he could take care of the proportions and be within the rules everywhere.

The old coachman said for no reason: "Within the Jiazi, first come, first served." Ma Kuxuan actually has a chance. ”

It is said that the ethereal and ubiquitous Haoran luck, several continents of mountains and rivers were broken, and the great monks of the two worlds fell a lot, which was not the original person who had negative luck, but they all returned to heaven and earth one by one, which was like an invisible battle. Earlier, the sword immortal embryos of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, as well as the hundred sword immortals of Tuoyue Mountain, actually belonged to the coming of this war, and they all came into being, and after that, the sword immortal Xu Ji, the White Emperor City Gu Can, and the like, were born one by one, and they rose very fast, so the last hundred years are a big year that cultivators have not encountered in ten thousand years, and there is nothing if they miss it.

Unless.

Wen Hai, who has already ascended to the sky, is able to return to the world and the war resumes.

The old coachman glanced at the canopy and sighed: "I have to say, this thoroughness is indeed remarkable. ”

Aunt Feng said with a smile: "Keeping the qi from taking away is the way for monks to cultivate and hide." ”

The old coachman frowned and said: "Merit is not easy to come by, this Chen Ping'an has something wrong with his brain." ”

Aunt Feng shook her head, reluctant to say more about it.

The so-called human nature, in the final analysis, is to like to fight with yourself.

As a god, he was born with the ability to classify and distinguish between categories, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and then subdivide hundreds or thousands of "earth boundaries", which are orderly everywhere.

Regarding this matter, the saints of the three religions have many solutions, such as Buddhism and Taoism all advocate the "one law", and the closer ones only say that the old Xiucai who restored the god position of the Confucian Temple has already explored the heavenly opportunities in the sage book, for example, if the view of things is doubtful, the center is uncertain, the external objects are not clear, and the bright moon travels, and the shadow is seen and thought to be a ghost...... The one who has the heart, the king of form, and the lord of the gods, so he needs to help himself, take it by himself, and stop himself...... This is the essence of Lao Xiucai's unmasking.

So before at the inn, Lao Xiucai seemed to be unintentional and casually, and mentioned his own unmasking chapter.

At that time, Aunt Feng was interested in removing a wisp of fresh air and no longer eavesdropping on conversations.

The so-called rumors in the world are really not her intention to listen, but they are really caused by their fate.

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Chen Ping'an returned the same way, near the inn, just happened to meet the girl going out, as soon as she saw the guy, the girl immediately turned around, ran back to the inn, bypassed the counter, she hid beside her father, and then pretended to start planning.

Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold and did not squint.

Suddenly stopped, turned around and walked out of the inn, and went to the alley house.

The Empress Dowager Da Li is finally here.

At the counter, the girl whispered, "Dad, did I wronged him?" ”

The old shopkeeper said in a deep voice: "No, this kid is a person in the rivers and lakes, and he has a lot of eyes, and he wants to capture the old man." ”

Chen Ping'an was quite helpless.

Walking slowly on the street, with nothing to do, Chen Ping'an began to talk a few nonsense casually.

The ancient bamboo horse hits the skirt waist, the horse listens to the sound of selling flowers, the lotus touches the fish, the screen window complains about the jade in autumn, and the jade leakage is late. Crossing the river and sending the boat is not watery, the fairy of the Queqiao sees the pot in the sky, and the mountain ghost sings the spring of ten thousand years.