When the green-shirted man grabbed the golden body of the lord of the Zaoxi Canal, Cangyun Lake Hujun had an angry face, and it seemed that he would be angry at any time, and even did not hesitate to go ashore to fight.

But when the man punched a river god's golden body, the lake monarch Yin Hou was like a water, his expression was flat, facing the stranger who seemed to be riding a chisel array, Yin Hou raised his hand, two fingers together, a light gold, a turquoise two rays of spiritual light, respectively condensed like a small snake, entrenched in the fingertips, intertwined with each other, Yin Hou gently swayed, with him as the center of the Cangyun Lake water surface, the water mist rose, the green smoke rolled, instantly shrouded the water surface of a hundred zhang radius.

On the other side of the ferry, not to mention Du Yu of the Ghost Axe Palace, it is Yan Qing's qi machine that looks intently, as far as the eye can see, there is only a vast fog, and there is no Hujun and Cangyun Lake, and the ancestor of his own Baotong Wonderland seems to have mastered the heavy treasure of the division, and a burst of treasure light loomed, protecting all the monks of the same sect, and then began to retreat slowly, it should be to completely leave the battlefield to the side of Hujun Yinhou.

At the edge of the mist, a pale golden python and a turquoise snake hovered continuously, and the tails of the two sides flew by, like a dragon that traveled clouds and rain, aggravating the mist on the lake surface.

Yan Qing only knew that this was one of the natal supernatural powers of a water god who had attained the Great Dao, not just a blind method, but a cage similar to a talisman array, once a monk or a pure martial artist was detained in it, he could consume the aura of the Qi Mansion and the pure true qi respectively, which was a method of water mill that could be attacked and defended.

Du Yu always stood in place, glancing at the messy ferry in front of him, which collapsed into a mess, but the ground on the side of the bamboo box and hiking poles was still intact.

The predecessors are really immortal handiwork.

What does this mean? This shows that the predecessors have put their feet on the ground and have not yet done their best.

Yan Qing waved his sleeves and swept away the dust from the ferry.

It's just that her eyes have always stared at the movement on the surface of Cangyun Lake, and the vast water mist array in a radius of hundreds of zhang suddenly became only more than ten zhang in size like a fishing net that was pulled up by someone, but the water mist also became thicker and thicker like water, and the golden python and the turquoise giant snake were actually one left and one right, and directly crashed into the formation.

Yan Qing sighed in his heart, in the end, it was the battle on Cangyun Lake, the lake monarch Yin Marquis took advantage of the time and place, and another henchman river god used his life as a price to block the momentum of that person's forward rush and lose the first hand, presumably that person's situation will only get worse and worse. Hujun Yinhou was able to stand tall in the Yinping Kingdom for thousands of years, and as the god of water, he was on an equal footing with the lord of the five mountains of a country, and it was no wonder that the ancestor of the master would choose the Dragon Palace as the last place to stay on his trip to the city.

Yan Qing glanced at Du Yu and saw that he had a calm expression.

Du Yu noticed Yan Qing's gaze, turned his head and smiled, "The small pond can't trap my brother Chen, who can turn over the river and the sea with a casual sneez." ”

Yan Qing sneered.

This kind of disgusting language of slapping horses, after the war is over, see if you can say it.

The monk of Baotong Fairyland has withdrawn from the battlefield more than 100 zhang away, the ancestor Fan Weiran still did not put away the magic power of the treasure of the town, only to see that the golden crown on the old woman's head has a golden light overflowing, shining in all directions, and there is a female official of the heavenly court who seems to be hanging on the statue next to the old woman, her face is blurred, she is covered in golden light, and her posture is graceful, this ethereal golden maid has fluttering sleeves, and she stretched out her hand to hold up a fairy canopy, sheltering all the monks of Baotong Fairyland, and the lake under Fan Weiran's feet has frozen, as if creating a temporary ferry for people to stand on.

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

The patriarch doesn't seem to be going to get involved in tonight's fight.

Hujun Yinhou is still standing in place, but only the two river gods have taken people away, looking at the direction, it is to go home, the master of the Shaoxi Canal is also like a pardon, not to mention, it seems that he is still a blessing in disguise, with a look of joy that can not be concealed, and the magic power is used, turning into a cloud of mist, and quickly sweeping towards the direction of his own Shaoxi Canal.

Yan Qing knew that this was Cangyun Lake's desire to mobilize the people and kill that person.

Yin Hou still had that leisurely mood, and smiled at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing turned a blind eye.

There are visions on the lake.

The formation cage that shrouded the surface of the lake suddenly appeared a golden thread, and then the water array exploded violently, like icy water, all of which merged into the lake.

After the green shirt guest took one hand, he also put his fingers together, facing the lake monarch and the marquis, with his back to the ferry.

The man's fingers twisted a golden immortal treasure basket, and only half of it burned.

Yan Qing was puzzled.

Just a barrier breaker?

Is there such a powerful barrier-breaking charm in the world?

Not only did he break through the formation of Hujun Yinhou, but from the direction of Yan Qing and Du Yu's ferry, he also saw the man's hand behind him, and he gently clenched his fist, revealing the tails of two small snakes, a light gold and a turquoise.

Seeing the vision, the Marquis of Lake Monarch Yin was not the slightest surprised, and said with a smile: "A plate of hors d'oeuvres for Cangyun Lake's hospitality, how does this foreign immortal master feel the taste?"

Chen Ping'an looked around, the two river gods and the Shaoxi Canal Lord should have returned to their respective jurisdictions, starting from the source of the three river canals, and constantly gathering momentum downstream, helping this Lake Monarch to lay down a real killing array.

If it weren't for the movement outside, Chen Ping'an didn't mind staying in the formation, he would have enjoyed the cool and admired the moon, after all, the two water transport snake pythons of the Hujun Yin Marquis, after a small refining, were not the shabby strokes of the Shaoxi Canal Lord who took out four taels of water transport essence. After weighing it, at least one pound of weight each, it is worthy of being the monarch of a lake, and the background is far from being comparable to that of the little canal master Hepo.

Chen Ping'an temporarily gave up his plan to completely refine the two water-transported snake pythons, and the two flashes of brilliance in his hands disappeared in an instant, and he was detained outside the gate of Shuifu.

If there is really a backhand calculation, it will cause his body and soul to suffer a little, and it can be regarded as the ability of the Lake Monarch Yin Hou, Chen Ping'an will admit a small plant.

In the small heaven and earth qi mansion of the human body, two water snake pythons were entrenched outside the gate of the water mansion, trembling.

A frantically rushed fire dragon raised its head high, coldly looking down on these two cheap species that were inferior to ants. It gently rubbed the ground with one claw, if it weren't for the fact that they had a little familiar refining aura on their bodies, and if they went down with one claw, they would be gone.

The gate of Shuifu opened in an instant, and then closed suddenly.

It turned out that the two boys in green carried the golden python and the blue snake and ran.

The fire dragon, which was manifested by the pure true qi of the martial artist, moved its huge body, slowly turned around, and left leisurely.

The Marquis of the Lake Monarch Yin spread out a palm, and it was a fragment of a golden body, which was all the relics of the Dusk River River God after the fall.

The rest has a bigger piece, after the original punch, two golden body fragments scattered and splattered out, the thumb-sized one, has been grabbed into the sleeve of the green shirt, if it wasn't for Yin Hou to grab it quickly, this golden body essence, I'm afraid it will also become that person's bag.

Yin Hou shook his head lightly and sighed, this Dusk Cold River River God, although he has the lowest combat power among the three river gods, is the most loyal, and he has followed him early, both the qualifications of the Shaoxi Canal Lord, and the empathy of the Zaoxi Canal Lord, so he died, it is a pity, it is a pity that he only left himself such a golden body fragment after he died. If you add that slightly larger one, you may be able to increase your cultivation for a hundred years.

The fragment of the golden body in the palm of Yin Hou's hand was submerged into the palm of his hand, and he planned to slowly refine it after the battle, which was an unexpected joy.

What is the death of a so-called general under his command, and then go back to ask the emperor of Pingguo for a decree to be corrected, anyway, the right-hand man of the river god has long been ready to move, and it is not a day or two to covet the position of the river god, otherwise how did the extra few rare treasures in his daughter's boudoir come from?

This god of the twilight cold river has secretly hidden two beautiful maids with good qualifications in the past hundred years, and the gold is hidden Jiaojiao, and the Dragon Palace really wants to care about it, and it is not a pity to die, but it is just that he, the king of the lake, is generous, and he does not want to chill the hearts of the soldiers.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the Baotong Wonderland monk in the distance, and made it clear that he wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but in fact, he was a little helpless, it seemed that he wanted to make a lot of money, and he was a little hanging. Why don't these immortal masters have the chivalrous heart to see the injustice and draw their swords to help? They all say that they eat other people's soft mouths, and they just pushed the cup and changed the lamp at the Dragon Palace banquet, so they turned their faces and didn't recognize people? Throw a few magic weapons to try your own depth, it's not embarrassing for you, right?

For this group of immortal family monks, Chen Ping'an didn't think too much about revenge.

Cangyun Lake is different.

The initiative of the gods of the mountains and rivers to do evil and do evil, and the cultivators' actions of not doing good and ignoring the world are two completely different situations.

Seeing that the man was silent, Hujun Yin Hou asked, "Do you want to be good?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "Wait for the main dish to be served." ”

Yin Hou laughed loudly, "Okay, good, refreshing!"

Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes.

Sitting in Cangyun Lake for thousands of years of water transportation, the territory is as large as those small feudal states in the north of Luzhou, presumably for so many years, they have all laughed at the world like this?

On the surface of the lake, there was not the slightest ripple.

Cangyun Lake Hujun had an extra cyan figure in front of him.

Yin Hou, who was wearing a purple and luxurious dragon robe, hesitated for a moment, did not choose to dodge, and planned to try the fist of the "Sword Immortal" in front of him.

Stretch out your hand and stand in front of you.

The "Yin Zi" dragon robe is a magic robe carefully refined by this Hujun who spent a lot of immortal money, a genuine magic weapon, resting in Huangyue City and Baotong Wonderland, all of which are first-class immortal treasures. The so-called family background, the head of the Xianjia Mountain, has to see how many magic weapons there are in the sect, and he, the lake monarch and those mountain gods, looks at the orthodox gods who can arbitrarily arrange the top positions of henchmen in his hands.

It's so heavy.

A wandering dragon on top of the robe actually collapsed on the spot.

The Marquis of Lake Yin took advantage of the situation to slide out a few feet.

Isn't it a great martial arts master of the Golden Body Realm? The so-called identity of the Sword Immortal is just a trick to set up a suspicious array on the side of the Narcissus Temple?

However, Yin Hou's face still did not change, he raised his hand again, and took the next punch, this time the two water transport dragons on his body exploded, but what is the magic robe? This purple is those dragons born of spiritual energy, which can gather and scatter at will, even if one or two magic robes are temporarily broken, it can still instantly reshape the golden body as the god does not hurt the foundation of the Great Dao. If it is only the strength of these two punches, Yin Hou is sure that he will let this person punch more than 100 times, and then see if his robe is extraordinary, or if your pure true qi is more extensive.

The third punch has arrived.

The robe shattered the two dragons that roamed on their sleeves at the same time.

Yin Hou's expression became a little solemn.

I was about to think about whether to use the magic power to get out, after all, with him teasing each other like this, the two rivers and one canal had become a momentum, and the three golden-bodied gods were about to pour into Cangyun Lake with water, and there was no need for him, the lake monarch whose status was noble and not inferior to the emperor of the world, to personally take risks. If you don't want to shake off the demeanor of the lake monarch in front of the fairy Yan Qing, this person wants to get close to his body on the water surface of Cangyun Lake, and it is difficult to reach the sky.

Yin Hou, who had been hovering on the surface of the lake for a few feet, quietly stepped on the lake water with one foot after being beaten back by a punch, smiling slightly, full of sarcasm.

Punch again.

A statue that looked like an ice sculpture of the lake god shattered with a bang.

Hujun Yinhou stood in the water a few feet below the surface of the lake, with his hands behind his back, he shook his wrists and stretched his muscles, if he was really a pure martial artist, no wonder he dared to do whatever he wanted, and killed his own canal master and river god indiscriminately.

Yin Hou's vest was like a heavy hammer, and his fist tilted upward, causing this lake monarch to directly break through the water and fly into the air.

Fortunately, it only shattered the six dragons on the purple robe.

If the Nine Dragons disintegrate at the same time, the robes will be useless for the time being.

This is similar to the god Chenglu armor turned into the soldier's supreme treasure armor.

Knock down with a punch on the head.

A bell-like sound rang out in the air.

As soon as Yin Hou left Cangyun Lake, he crashed into the lake again.

Although the Marquis of Hujun Yin was not physically damaged, he felt that these two punches were really a great humiliation in his life.

Then under the lake.

If there is a series of dreary winter thunders, there is a series of underwater thunder in Cangyun Lake.

The lake is agitated.

It's just that the big waves are close to the golden maid who holds the canopy, and it seems to be blocked by the high walls of the city, turning into powder, and the waves are layered on top of each other, and they are all blocked by the golden treasure light, like countless snow-white pearls flicking around.

Fan Weiran smiled and said, "Go ashore to watch the battle." ”

The ice that carried everyone was suspended in the air, and the wind was speeding to the side of the ferry.

The old woman is an indistinguishable existence in the Baotong Wonderland, and no monk has any objections at the moment.

Only the second ancestor with a strange temper, that is, the preacher teacher of Fairy Yan Qing, dared to contradict Fan Weiran for a few words.

After approaching the ferry, the ice suddenly dissipated without Fan Weiran's aura and melted into the lake.

The monk floated to the ground with his ancestor and came to the ferry that was almost in ruins.

After this group of immortal masters approached the ferry, Du Yu gritted his teeth, toes, and swept to the side of the bookbox and hiking stick, holding down the handle of the knife at his waist.

Fan Weiran just glanced at this disciple of the Ghost Axe Palace soldier, and then led someone to pass by him.

The golden woman who was holding up the treasure cover on the side seemed to have the same mind, and she also glanced at Du Yu.

Du Yu's teeth were fighting, and he stood beside the walking stick with his body stretched, not moving at all.

This tall old woman is the second in command among the monks on the mountains of more than a dozen countries.

And it is almost the same as the city lord of Huang Yue City who sat in the first place.

Moreover, Fan Weiran is notoriously short-tempered, when he didn't become the master of Baotong Wonderland in the early years, as long as she led the team down the mountain to travel, there was no time when a few monks did not die, as for the unlucky Jianghu martial arts, there are many people, Fan Weiran also likes to torture and kill enemies, there was once a master of the Six Realms who provoked the disciples of Baotong Wonderland, and was found by Fan Weiran, and after being knocked to the ground with a magic weapon, the old woman stood beside the guy, stepping on it one by one, from foot to head, and trampling it into a puddle of flesh.

Fan Weiran raised his fingers and lightly touched the golden crown on his head, and all the golden light flowed back to the golden crown, and the golden maid and the Chinese cover in his hand dissipated.

Yan Qing bowed and said, "Yan Qing pays homage to the patriarch." ”

Fan Weiran looked kind, lightly poked Yan Qing's forehead with his finger, and said angrily: "You little girl is bold, dare to go all the way with such a ferocious foreigner." ”

Yan Qingyun was speechless and stood with his hands tied.

Fan Weiran turned around and looked at Cangyun Lake, and told Yan Qing with the ripples of the heart lake, "The show is on." To be able to beat Yin Hou to the point that his personal illusion was completely destroyed, and only his true body was present, he must be a Golden Body Realm Grandmaster. It is rare and rare, and the rivers and lakes of more than a dozen countries under the mountain have not seen the legendary golden body martial artist for two hundred years. Yan girl, when you fight with this person, you must pay attention to one point, don't be close, don't learn from the Hujun Yinhou who blindly trusts the big, you will suffer. Isn't it stupid to put aside immortal arts and magic weapons, and compete with that martial artist with his bare hands?"

Yan Qing nodded.

Fan Weiran said again: "What's more, that Hujun is born with a strong body, which is not comparable to our qi practitioners, he is a beast, with rough skin and thick meat." ”

Suddenly, a huge python with a length of 100 feet appeared on the lake, which had already given birth to four claws, raised its head high, opened its big mouth, and spat out a pillar of turquoise light towards the surface of the lake.

A figure in a green shirt raised a palm, and it was a pillar of light that was like a rainbow.

That gorgeous picture is like a bright moon on the sea.

Yan Qing silently took this picture into his eyes.

Fan Weiran sneered and said: "Golden Body Realm Martial Artist, fighting the Golden Body God, not bad, it's worth the trip." ”

At the same time, at the entrance of two rivers and one canal, three water dragons of dozens of zhang appeared at the same time, the two yellow water dragons were larger, and the inky black water dragon was the most petite and exquisite.

The water dragons controlled by the golden bodies of the three water gods, only the eyes showed a faint layer of gold.

Not only did there be three water dragons rushing to help, but the large and small water veins of the entire Cangyun Lake had already begun to tremble and twist, which were used by the lake monarch Yin Marquis and the three golden-bodied gods of one canal and two rivers.

On Cangyun Lake tonight, it is now the real flood, and the waves are raging.

The magnificent battlefield continued to move away from the ferry and towards the center of Cangyun Lake.

A female cultivator, a disciple of Fan Weiran, laughed softly: "Master, this guy is very knowledgeable, and he was afraid that the water would splash on the master, so he ran away by himself." ”

Another tall male monk chimed in: "The one who knows the times is Junjie, who has completely annoyed the Marquis of Hujun Yin, and life and death are unpredictable. ”

Du Yu, who is like a mang on his back, is like a wooden pestle at the front of the ferry.

It's more like a walking pole than that verdant trekking stick.

An unattainable fairy Yan Qing can make him Du Yu and the Ghost Axe Palace unable to eat and walk around, not to mention Fan Weiran, an invincible mountaintop monk.

The old woman stepped on the top of the head of the Ghost Axe Palace, which was the real mountain top.

Fan Weiran turned his head and said with a smile: "Yan girl, don't be restrained, just take a step forward." ”

Yan Qing, who adheres to the respect and humility of his master and his seniority, took a step forward and stood side by side with his ancestors.

The old woman Fan Weiran looked pleasant, but in fact, her heart was not as relaxed as it seemed.

There are some things, even if they are the likes of Hujun Yin and Marquis, their cultivation is no longer low, but as long as they don't stand in that position, they are still blind.

The old woman raised her head and looked into the night.

Only by himself and Ye Yu, the city lord of Huangyue City, can he see the strange light of the scales and half claws.

Therefore, the senior sister has always been worried that she will have a grudge against her proud disciple Yan Qing, and will even secretly hinder Yan Qing's avenue climbing, so to prevent herself, the senior sister, is like a thief.

Fan Weiran felt a little funny.

A delicate-looking girl suddenly said softly: "Grandma Zu, that person seems to be just practicing boxing, and deliberately used those snakes and pythons to temper his physique." ”

Fan Wei beckoned, and the girl jumped up and down to the old woman, raised her head, and said innocently: "Really, Grandma Zu, I won't lie to you." ”

The tall Fan Weiran bent down slightly, rubbed the little girl's head, and the old woman stared down at the beautiful eyes with a faint glow, and said with a smile: "My green girl is talented, and she is also good, when she grows up in the future, maybe she can be like your Aunt Yan, she has a great future, and she has experience going down the mountain, no matter where she goes, she is a fairy daughter who is in the limelight." ”

Yan Qing smiled at the girl.

The girl glanced at Yan Qing, twisted her hands together, lowered her head, and said embarrassedly: "I'm not as good-looking as Aunt Yan." ”

Fan Weiran laughed.

The girl became more and more ashamed.

Yan Qing gently twisted the girl's ears.

This is a rare intimate act that Yan Qing revealed.

After Fan Weiran laughed, he looked at Cangyun Lake in the distance, his expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "In this way, you have to think about it." ”

The signs of decay of a sect often begin with a lack of success.

At this point, Huang Yuecheng is not bad, after all, there is still a scene of He Lu, but his own Baotong Wonderland is better.

In addition to Yan Qing, there is also this Cui girl, plus her eldest disciple who has been in retreat for ten years, will be the pillars of the future Baotong Wonderland.

Yan Qing's heart was shocked.

Why is that man obviously hiding it, and he has already made up his mind to do nothing

Patriarch Fan, who was watching from the sidelines, moved to kill instead?

On Cangyun Lake, an island was plowed out of a huge ravine by the snake python, the real body of the lake monarch Yin Hou, with a big tail.

In that green shirt, every punch is just to retreat the enemy.

More than self-preservation, weak offensive.

Seeing that there was no power to fight back, he smashed the golden body of the Dusk Cold River God with one punch, and then forced Hu Jun out of the real world, it should be exhausted in one go.

This made the three water dragons of the two rivers, one canal and one canal, which were still hidden, more and more hearty, and all of them were ferocious.

In the distance of Cangyun Lake, the shout of the Marquis of Lake Yin sounded, "Old Ancestor Fan, as long as you help me kill this fang, I will give that purple robe to Baotong Wonderland!"

Fan Weiran smiled silently.

Yan Qing raised his eyes and looked at it, even if he ran the mantra and controlled the aura of the Qi Mansion, making a pair of eyes exude a purple streamer, which had already shown the magic of "the sun and the moon illuminating the furnace and the purple smoke in the eyes", Yan Qing still couldn't see it very clearly, after all, the battlefield was still too far away from the ferry, and she could only see the raging shadow of the snake python.

Although Cui Yatou was born with the ability to see some mysterious and mysterious vague truths, Yan Qing still didn't dare to believe that a legendary golden body realm martial artist in the rivers and lakes could cope with the full encirclement of several gods in the realm of Hujun Yinhou. If the two sides go ashore to fight, and the gods of Cangyun Lake do not have that geographical advantage, Yan Qing will believe it a little.

What's more, a pure martial artist, a breath of true qi exhaustion and falling, as long as he is not given the opportunity to ventilate at will, it is almost a bleak ending that is bound to die.

How long have both sides been fighting?

Or is it that the physique of the martial artist of the Golden Body Realm is not only as long as a river, but also has really reached the realm of the undefeated Golden Body of Buddhism, and can casually resist the joint attack of Xiahu Jun and the three water dragons?

In the distance, the voice of the Marquis of the Lake Monarch Yin was like a muffled thunder, and it came to the ferry, "Fan Weiran! I will add another river god of the Dusk Cold River and give you Baotong Wonderland!"

Fan Weiran said in a loud voice: "If I don't have old eyes and faint, it seems that the owner of the Zaoxi Canal is also dead?"

On Cangyun Lake, except for the earth-shattering waves, there were no words from the lake monarch Yin Hou.

Although Yan Qing ignores the mundane affairs, but a Cangyun Lake jurisdiction, the vassal is just a total of three rivers and two canals, and handing over a river god is already full of sincerity, if you take out another water god of the Zaoxi Canal, plus the Shaoxi Canal, it will be considered a wasteland, if the Lake Monarch Yin Marquis really agrees to come down, it is simply a nail in the eye of two nails in his body. Thorns in the flesh, a canal and a river, two orthodox gods of the Yinping Kingdom, and Baotong Wonderland as a backer, Hujun Yinhou completely lost the right to kill casually, how can others be allowed to snore on the side of the couch, this reason, Hujun Yinhou naturally understands, not to mention that it will involve the root of the avenue, and a large amount of landscape luck of Cangyun Lake will be divided, and Yan Qing will definitely not rashly agree to it.

Yan Qing asked in his heart: "Ancestor, do you really want to take the position of the two water gods of Cangyun Lake in one go?"

Fan Weiran smiled and said: "If you don't raise the price so much, even if Marquis Yin obediently hands over the position of the god of the twilight cold river, he will be resentful, with the city government and wrist of the Marquis of Yin, he will definitely suppress the new river god and reduce it to a waste, our Baotong Wonderland does not have so much idle time, every day I listen to the complaints of a river god from another country's territory, do you care about it when the time comes?"

Yan Qing nodded and said, "Ancestor foresight." ”

Fan Weiran grabbed Yan Qing's slender jade hand that was as white as a lotus, the old woman held it with one hand, patted the back of her hand with the other, and said with emotion: "Yan girl, these mundane things, after hearing about them, forget it, you just have to practice with peace of mind and cultivate the spiritual latent path." ”

Yan Qing snorted.

Fan Weiran let go of his hand and said confidently: "Maybe the harvest will be better than I expected." ”

Sure enough.

Less than half a burnt of incense, Hujun Yin Hou said loudly again: "Old Ancestor Fan, the position of the master of Zaoxi Canal will be given to you together! If you don't agree again, you have to make an inch, and in the future, Cangyun Lake and you Baotong Fairyland monks will not have any friendship at all!"

This time, his voice was no longer as calm as before, gritting his teeth, and he was obviously a little angry.

Fan Weiran smiled slightly, and whispered to Yan Qing: "How?"

Yan Qing's expression was complicated, and he said softly: "Ancestor be careful. ”

"Yan girl, you probably don't know how the last Golden Body Realm martial artist died in the history of more than a dozen countries, turn around and return to the master, you can ask your master, it was my senior sister and the city lord of Huangyue City. ”

Fan Weiran laughed and swept away.

Yan Qing frowned.

Du Yu still stood honestly in place, silently praying to God and Buddha in his heart.

When the Changhong above his head hung up and went to Cangyun Lake, Du Yu felt that it was of little use, but if he had three incense sticks at hand, Du Yu would really stick it on the ground.

On a small island that has been almost flattened.

The huge real body of the lake monarch Yin Hou slowly swam around the island.

The water dragons controlled by the two river gods with golden bodies have already killed the red eyes, and they are frantically killing the cyan figure on the island.

As for the inky black water dragon controlled by the Shaoxi Canal Lord, it was floating on the surface of the lake outside the island, and the canal master's skin hidden in the Dragon Palace was crumbling on a futon, and the Shaoxi Canal Lord's face was snow-white, and he only felt that his bones were about to be broken.

The two river gods nearby were both standing on the futon, closing their eyes and concentrating, the golden light flowed all over their bodies, and the dragon palace water transport aura continued to pour into the golden body.

It's just that the skin is here, so that the building near the water can absorb the abundant water transportation of the Dragon Palace, and the real golden bodies of the three river canal water gods have been completely integrated into the three water dragons.

A water dragon slammed into the green-shirted man with a huge head.

But he was put against his head with a palm, and he couldn't move forward at all.

The man smiled and said, "Are you a little tired?

Chen Ping'an twisted out a jade clear light talisman made by the Cloud Palace of the Chongxuan Administration, and had already finished silently reciting the mantra and threw it towards the sky.

Shine brightly.

If there is a round of the Great Sun Blazing Netherworld.

Because of the lack of deliberate pursuit of a wide range, the detention of the island has become more and more indestructible.

This water dragon, incarnated by a river god, wanted to shake his head and retreat.

The palm of the hand that was holding the head in an upright position against the attack, followed the step of the green-shirted man on the ground, twisted it slightly, and moved forward with the hand knife.

A line was drawn, and the water dragon that was commanded by the golden body of the river god started from the head and disemboweled, all the way to the belly.

When the man stood still, a slightly larger fragment of gold appeared in his hand.

The skin of the river god in the Dragon Palace, which had transformed into a human form, suddenly withered and turned into ashes.

The other water dragon was at first dazed, and then fled frantically, but when it hit the dazzling forbidden wall, its head shattered a few cracks on the spot, and endured severe pain, it wanted to dig the ground and escape, as long as it drilled through the roots of the island, once it was close to the water, it had a chance to escape.

But the next moment, it was like a heavy blow to its head, and it slid forward against the ground of the island, forcing a deep trench for the water dragon.

The man in the green shirt who came to the top of the faucet smashed it with a punch.

The entire island trembled, splashing countless dust, and the lake, which had been surging against the shore, rose in reverse.

Another fragment of the golden body of the river god, held in the man's hand.

Take another look.

The Marquis of Lake Jun Yin was gone.

This is also normal, it is a small means to break through, if that Hu Jun breaks into the range of the rune array, there is a more valuable talisman waiting in his sleeve, and he just gives Cangyun Lake a main dish.

Out of the corner of his eye, Chen Ping'an caught a glimpse of the ink-colored water dragon floating on the surface of the lake and pretending to be dead, swinging its tail and crashing into the lake, splashing a large cloud of water.

Chen Ping'an slapped the sword gourd, and the flying sword fifteen swept away.

Chen Ping'an looked at one place, which was the direction of the escape of the Marquis of Hujun Yin.

The sword fairy behind his back came out of its sheath by two or three inches.

Chen Ping'an squinted his eyes, looked at the sea of clouds that had been accumulating, and said in a deep voice: "Go back!"

The sword immortal is sonorous and returned to the sheath.

There seems to be some resentment.

Chen Ping'an's figure shook back slightly, but he didn't bother with this sword for the time being.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand and grabbed the Yuqing Bright Talisman in his hand, the vast majority of immortal talismans, this is not good, it is not easy to open the door and difficult to close the door, as soon as the talisman opens, he can only watch the talisman light flow between heaven and earth, and the monk can only slow down the speed of the shattering of the talisman gall and the passage of spiritual energy, but cannot completely terminate the burning of a high-grade talisman. However, this talisman, after the door is closed, even if it has become a mansion with leaky wind on all sides, as long as it is no longer sacrificed, it should not be difficult to survive for ten years.

That Cangyun Lake Gentleman has his own way to let him go ashore obediently and do business with himself, but it takes a little time. However, it is more likely that he took the initiative to dock. Bad people who live for a long time and climb high are often not stupid, which is a very helpless thing.

As for the flying sword fifteen, he just followed and tracked the Shaoxi Canal Lord, not seeking to kill the enemy.

Once the general location of the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake is known, the cost of doing business will be greater.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at the air and asked with a smile: "What is the old lady doing here?"

Old Ancestor Fan Wei was full of anger, this Lake Monarch Yin Hou actually ran away by himself, and took himself to the top of the tank! If it weren't for the fact that he was about to arrive, this unfathomable young man would definitely not temporarily stop and give up chasing and killing Yin Hou.

Okay, I dared to threaten not to deal with the monks of Baotong Wonderland before, and in the next hundred years, I will see if the water depth of your Cangyun Lake is higher, or the magic of our children in Baotong Wonderland is higher. It just so happened that her junior sister was already doomed to break through the situation, so she asked her to bring someone here to make a special trip to confront your group of monsters and beasts in Cangyun Lake for a hundred years!

Looking at the young man who was politely greeting, one hand shrunk in his sleeve, but his two fingers twisted the terrifying talisman, just revealing a little golden light.

Fan Weiran hovered at the junction of the island and Cangyun Lake, glanced at the vermilion wine jug that the man was hanging on his waist, and smiled: "It is really surprising that he is really a sword immortal, and he is so young. ”

Chen Ping'an took off the sword raising gourd, drank a sip of water, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "My brother Du Yu, along the way, I talked about a lot of dirty things in Cangyun Lake, and when I mentioned your Baotong Wonderland, I sincerely respected and admired it, so I won't worry about you tonight." Otherwise, it costs money to watch such a good show. ”

Fan Weiran sneered in his heart.

Suddenly, I found that the man was staring at him, and I only heard him say slowly: "So please get out." ”

Fan Weiran's face was gloomy, his sleeves were bulging, and he was hunting.

Fan Weiran smiled suddenly, "The coming day is long, I wish this little sword fairy from a foreign country a smooth sail all the way." If you want, you can go to our Baotong Wonderland. ”

Then the one asked a strange question: "Your ancestral hall is very solid?"

Fan Weiran finally heard that this was not a good word, but when she had made up her mind, she no longer had any hesitation and entanglement, and said with a smile: "In the future, the little sword fairy will know when she sees it." ”

The old woman returned to the ferry with the wind.

Chen Ping'an looked up at the sea of dark clouds that had not yet receded.

Except for the real body impact of the Lake Monarch Yin Marquis, it is okay, and the bumps and bumps of the other three water dragons are really not good for the body.

Chen Ping'an didn't want to raise a sword, stood for a while, then stood on tiptoe, jumped out of the island boundary, stepped on the water surface of Cangyun Lake, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and went to the ferry again and again.

When Chen Ping'an jumped onto the ferry, the old woman and the monk of Baotong Wonderland had already left.

Du Yu still wore the manna armor of the gods, pressed the knife with one hand, and stood in place to give the bamboo box hat and the mountain staff as the door god.

Chen Ping'an smiled: "So righteous?"

Du Yu wiped his face fiercely, the wind and rain had beaten, and his whole face was a little stiff, and after wiping it, he squeezed his eyebrows, rubbed his hands together, and smiled brightly.

It's not that he doesn't want to say a few words of flattery, it's just that Du Yu racked his brains and couldn't come up with a beautiful sentence that suited the situation, and felt that the good words in the manuscript were not worthy of the peerless demeanor of the predecessor in front of him.

Chen Ping'an gently smoothed the rolled up sleeve, put on the hat again, carried the bookcase, and pulled out the walking stick.

Du Yu was just about to move, but his mother's legs were a little numb.

This little door god of the Ghost Axe Palace should be considered conscientious, and there is no merit and hard work, right?

Senior, you are an old fairy on the top of the mountain with eyes like a torch, and you must be a little worried about it.

Chen Ping'an walked in front, Du Yu hurriedly put away the nectar armor, turned it into a soldier armor pill and put it in his sleeve, his steps were like the wind, he kept up with his seniors, and asked softly: "Seniors, since we have successfully repelled the water gods of Cangyun Lake, and driven away the monks of the Baotong Wonderland, what should we say next? Shall we go to the ancestral temple of the two river gods to smash the field, or go to the city to grab the treasure?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Let?"

As for whether the statement of "repulsion" is accurate, Chen Ping'an is too lazy to explain.

Du Yu smiled, not embarrassed at all.

It's just that the heat is still needed, and then Du Yu stopped chattering.

Just walking for a while, Du Yu couldn't help but ask, "Senior, are we going to the Water Temple of the Lord of the Zaoxi Canal?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I'm going to rest over there for a few days, waiting for Hujun to come ashore to talk to me about business." ”

Du Yu sighed, not daring to ask anything.

Returning to the Water God Ancestral Temple, the maidservants and servants in the house, whether they are ghosts or living people, have all fallen and scattered.

Chen Ping'an came to the door of the inner house where the plaque of "Green Water Long Flow" was hung, and included it in the nearby things, although the owner of the Zaoxi Canal has died out in gold, but this unusual plaque also gives birth to some water aura, which is very likely to be the most valuable object of this ancestral temple.

Chen Ping'an took off the bamboo box and hat, sat on the lowest steps, and asked Du Yu to light a bonfire in the courtyard.

Chen Ping'an began to practice sword furnace stakes.

After the war, it is essential to recuperate, otherwise it will be a long-term hidden danger to leave sequelae.

Moreover, Chen Ping'an also had to look at it from the perspective of the inside to see if the two water-transported golden pythons and blue snakes that had not been completely refined could really benefit the Water Mansion.

Du Yu sat cross-legged by the bonfire, and cautiously glanced at the sitting posture of the senior, he didn't have any ideas, cultivating the immortal family's magical powers, it was not just a shelf.

Besides, it is estimated that with the identity of this senior, it must be an extremely clever technique, that is, 1510 has taught the whole set of formulas, and he can't learn the same.

A stream of fireflies pierced the night sky and burrowed into the jug at the senior's waist.

Du Yu silently told himself that it was strange and strange.

About an hour later, Du Yu added several dead branches during the period.

Then Du Yu found that when the senior opened his eyes, he seemed to be in a good mood, and there was a smile on his face.

Chen Ping'an glanced up.

The thick sea of clouds that almost enveloped the entire Cangyun Lake boundary had dispersed.

The full moon is in the sky.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Du Yu, you said that the customs and customs that have accumulated for thousands of years on this side of Cangyun Lake, can no one change it?"

Du Yu said with a big grin: "Unless from top to bottom, from Hujun, to the water gods of the three rivers and two canals, all of them are changed, especially Cangyun Lake, Hujun must be the first to be replaced, so as to have a chance." It's just that if you want to do this kind of feat, unless it is a mountaintop monk like the predecessor who goes out in person, and then wastes at least decades of time here, staring at it. Otherwise, according to me, it's better not to change it, in fact, the Marquis of Cangyun Lake and the Lake, is still a hegemon who is not too dry and fishing, those floods and droughts that he deliberately did for it, but to add a few well-qualified maids to the Dragon Palace, every time hundreds of people die, and they encounter some unclear minds of the gods of the landscape, and they can't even do the free collection and release of their natal powers。 I have walked the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have seen a lot of gods and goddesses of mountains and rivers, city gods from all over the country, and the land is big and small, and the common people don't care at all. ”

Chen Ping'an glanced at Du Yu.

Du Yu said with an innocent face: "Senior, I'm just telling the truth, and it's not that I'm doing those bad things." To put it mildly, the pickled things that my Du Yu did on the rivers and lakes are not as good as a little bad water cut out of the fingernails of Cangyun Lake and Zaoxi Canal, I know that you don't like our ruthless style of immortals, but I, Du Yu, in front of my predecessors, only say words that dig out my heart, but I don't dare to deceive a sentence and a half. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled.

Du Yu didn't climb up the pole, he didn't feel that he had really entered the eyes of this old fairy on the top of the mountain, and then he could fight with people.

If you die, you won't kill yourself with one sleeve.

Du Yu still has this bit of eyesight.

Probably this is the real mountaintop man, the real avenue ruthless.

Du Yu actually looked up at the moon before, and was also a little sad, for some reason, he had traveled to the rivers and lakes so many times, so many years, and for the first time in his life, he was a little worried about his father and mother.

However, as soon as the seniors opened their eyes, they had to cheer up again and carefully deal with the seemingly understated questions of the seniors.

It should be regarded as a kind of state of mind, my father and mother used to always say that the monk's cultivation of the mind is not so important, whether it is the ancestral training of the master, or the preacher's chanting of the disciple, the scene is just a word, the fairy money, the treasures on the body, and the fundamental immortal magic of the Great Dao, these three are the most important, but the matter of cultivating the mind still needs to have a little.

Du Yu plucked up his courage and asked, "Senior, on Cangyun Lake, how was the result?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Like you said, it's just a repulsion." Harmony makes money. ”

Du Yu always felt that this was not the case.

But I don't have the courage to get to the bottom of it.

Lao Tzu's courage and courage in the second half of his life are almost used up tonight.

Do you want me Du Yu to be heroic to be a hero?

Then Chen Ping'an began to concentrate on practicing the sword furnace pile.

Du Yu began to use the unique secret method of the Ghost Axe Palace, slowly settled, and breathed in.

At dawn.

Chen Ping'an stood up, began to practice the six-step pile, and said to Du Yu, who hurriedly got up and stood up: "You look in this canal master water temple to see if there are any valuable objects." ”

Du Yu nodded, and he was going to try his luck to see if he could find a magic weapon or a few small summer coins for his seniors.

But the senior suddenly said, "My so-called value is a snowflake money." ”

Du Yu was stunned for a moment, mistakenly thinking that he had misheard, and asked cautiously: "Did the senior say that little summer money?"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "With your ear power, it is really difficult for you to be able to walk the rivers and lakes to this day." ”

Du Yu suddenly woke up and began to search the land, with his predecessors by his side, not to mention an ownerless Hepo Temple, even the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake, he can also dig three feet into the ground.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes and just walked the pile.

It wasn't until noon that Du Yu returned with two large packages and returned with a full load.

Chen Ping'an said

"The bag of value belongs to me, and the other is yours." ”

Du Yu cried with a sad face, "Senior, but what did I do wrong?"

Chen Ping'an still kept walking, and said slowly: "There are rules for cultivation, there are rules for walking the rivers and lakes, and there are rules for doing business, do you understand?"

Du Yu didn't actually understand, but pretended to understand, no matter what, he was afraid to accept one of the bags.

However, Du Yu thought about it, opened the two bags, and put a few valuable items belonging to his own bag into the bag of his predecessors.

Chen Ping'an didn't stop him.

Chen Ping'an stopped his fist pile, swept on the roof of the tallest building, and looked in the direction of Suijiacheng in the distance.

Then Chen Ping'an practiced walking piles on the roofs.

Du Yu wondered, how could it look like a fist fight in the rivers and lakes, rather than some immortal magic?

Du Yu was immediately impressed.

This senior acted differently and returned to the basics.

In the dusk of this day, Du Yu lit a bonfire again, and Chen Ping'an said: "Okay, go to your rivers and lakes, stay in the ancestral temple for a night and a day, and all the bystanders have already known it." ”

Du Yu was a little embarrassed.

His own careful thinking really can't escape the eyes of his predecessors.

If it was on the ferry side, the two sides would immediately separate, and Du Yu was afraid that he would not be able to walk to Suijia City alive.

Du Yu thought about it for a while, and felt that he should accept it when he saw it, so he had to carry the sack and go to Suijia City.

Chen Ping'an suddenly said, "You stay a little longer." ”

Du Yu obeyed the order, put the sack, sat cross-legged on the ground with a large square square, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, in fact, I will also have a secret talisman of the Ancestor Hall of the Sect, which is not much inferior to the slush talisman and the camel tablet talisman." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and waved his hand, and said: "In the past, your fate hung by a thread, and you just did this kind of immoral deed, now that you have no worries about your life, it is not good to use the rules of the master to add icing on the cake to yourself." On the road of cultivation, become an immortal first and be a man. ”

Du Yu was stunned on the spot.

Glancing at the sack on the ground.

It seems that until this moment, a little clue has been faintly caught.

Du Yu clenched his hands into fists, silent and speechless.

Chen Ping'an stood up, Du Yu subconsciously wanted to get up, but Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand and pressed it.

Du Yu turned his head to look, and a moment later, a familiar figure broke into view.

It's really good-looking.

is worthy of being a fairy of Yan Qing.

Chen Ping'an frowned.

Du Yu was a little frightened, senior, please don't destroy the flowers with your old man's hands anymore, such a handsome fairy is dead, you are willing to be a senior, and I am worried about the juniors.

Yan Qing asked, "Since they all killed the three river god canal masters in one go, why did you deliberately let go of the lake monarch Yin Hou?"

Du Yu didn't sit still, and quickly reached out to hold the ground.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Who gave you the courage to look for me again and again?"

Yan Qing smiled and said, "A sword immortal who is worried that the fall of the sea of clouds will harm innocent people, is it really an indiscriminate killer? ”

Chen Ping'an said: "Do you believe it or not, it's my business? ”

Yan Qing walked straight to the bonfire.

Du Yu had already moved his buttocks, just enough to see the changes in the expressions of his predecessors, and began to appreciate the demeanor of the beauties under the moon.

Then Du Yu opened his mouth wide little by little.

A wisp of green smoke swept towards the white-clothed fairy who could compete with the moonlight, and then Yan Qing was like a little chicken cub lifting someone to hang in the air, and swept up a roof with the green smoke.

The green shirt was on the ridge of the roof, and the figure rotated in a circle, and the beauty in white followed in a larger circle.

Whoosh.

Fairy Yan Qing was gone.

Chen Ping'an jumped off the roof and returned to the steps to sit down.

Du Yu wiped his mouth and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "You can go." ”

Du Yu was about to say goodbye respectfully.

I saw that the senior suddenly showed a look of annoyance, and rose from the ground, and the entire ancestral temple was similar to the movement of the ferry, and the mountains shook.

Du Yu was a little embarrassed, whether he was going or not leaving? If you don't go, in case that senior suddenly takes pity on the fragrance and pities the jade, and returns here hand in hand with the delicate and gentle Yan Qing fairy, the moonlit night is good, and the beauty is even more beautiful......

Du Yu gave himself a slap in the face.

Pick up the sack and start running.

As soon as Du Yu walked out of the gate of the Water Temple, he was stunned.

I'm afraid that this time I hurried for some reason, and that senior really used that full strength?

From the main water temple of the canal behind you to Cangyun Lake.

The figure in the green shirt has long been gone, but there is still thunder.

Du Yu sighed heavily.

Chen Ping'an landed on the side of the ferry and narrowed his eyes.

The young female cultivator of the Treasure Fairy Realm who was greasy had been smashed into Cangyun Lake by herself, not to mention the injury, at most she was suffocating for a moment, and she was a little embarrassed.

But thinking that Cangyun Lake Hujun was very likely to be nearby, Chen Ping'an had no choice but to come, and sure enough, after the woman fell into the lake, she had disappeared.

Chen Ping'an twisted out the jade clear light talisman with two fingers.

Just when Chen Ping'an was about to throw out the fingertip talisman.

The surface of Cangyun Lake broke open, and out walked out the lake monarch Yin Marquis in a purple dragon robe, and beside her stood the young woman who seemed to have just broken free from the spell cage, she stared at the green-shirted guest on the other side of the ferry, her face was full of anger.

Yin Hou stretched out a palm forward and said with a smile: "Fang is Benjun is worried about the safety of Fairy Yan Qing, and the situation is urgent, so he used a small spell to try to remove the momentum of the fairy into the lake. ”

Yan Qing's expression was cold, and he dispersed all the residual water vapor on his body, and the wind fell on the ferry.

If the culprit hadn't arrived at the ferry, Yan Qing couldn't imagine his fate.

Chen Ping'an glanced at her, "Why don't you leave?" The tea of the master of Zaoxi Canal is delicious, I can't help you, but if you think the water of Cangyun Lake is also delicious, I can help." ”

Yan Qing snorted coldly and traveled far away against the wind.

Chen Ping'an looked at the vigilant Cangyun Lake Jun, and said with a smile: "You should know very well that if I am determined to kill you, it is really not difficult." ”

Yin Hou nodded and said, "That's true." So I'm curious why the Sword Immortal is merciful. ”

Chen Ping'an looked around and was silent.

Yin Hou's feet were never in the water.

Not only that, but the sky over the entire Cangyun Lake and all the waters under its jurisdiction began to be dark again.

Chen Ping'an asked: "What happened to the secret letter sent to the capital by the Taishou of the driving city back then?"

Hujun Yinhou said without hesitation: "The content of the letter is not new, and the sword immortal must have guessed it, it is nothing more than hoping that his friends in the capital can help that Taishou continue to overturn the case after his death, and at least he should find an opportunity to make it public." However, there is one thing that Jian Xian should not have imagined, that is, the Taishou said frankly at the end of the letter that if his friend had not been able to become an important minister of the court in his life, he would not be in a hurry to take risks in this matter, so as not to overturn the case and be implicated. ”

Chen Ping'an took out a pot of wine out of thin air, unsealed the mud seal, and drank it slowly.

Yin Hou continued to laugh and said: "I have some connections in the capital, and I have a bad relationship with the accompanying city, Jian Xian knows that I let the Zaoxi Canal Lord accompany me, in fact, I have no other ideas, I just want to send this secret letter to the capital smoothly, not only that, I still have some connections in the capital, so I will explain to the Zaoxi Canal Master, as long as that person is willing to overturn the case, then help him go more smoothly in his official career." In fact, trying to really overturn the case is a thought, but I just want to disgust the City God's Temple and the Fire God Temple, but I didn't expect that the City God Lord did it so neatly, and directly killed a court official, a Taishou Lord who can already be described as a feudal official, and he didn't have the slightest patience, and he didn't let that person leave Suijia City, which is actually a bit troublesome, but that City God Lord must be a dog jumping off the wall in a hurry, I can't care about more, let's cut the grass and eradicate the roots. Later, I don't know where the news leaked, and I knew that the owner of Zaoxi Canal was in the capital, so the city god also began to operate, and ordered his henchmen to send the half-adult incense villain to the capital and hand it over to that person. And the Jinshi, who had not yet filled the vacancy at that time, agreed to the conditions of the Chenghuang Temple in Suijiacheng without saying a word. At this point, I asked the owner of the Zaoxi Canal to return to Cangyun Lake, after all, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and it doesn't hurt to make some small moves in secret, it's not good to tear your face. ”

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked an unrelated question: "With your identity as a Hujun, once you fall in love with a well-qualified woman in the market, why bother?"

Hujun Yinhou smiled and said: "First, the people are ignorant, and they are not afraid of virtue and fear. Second, it's not that I need a beautiful maid in the Dragon Palace, the three rivers and two canals also need it, and my subordinates will also need it, on the boundary of Cangyun Lake, if there is one less woman today, one less woman tomorrow, for a long time, too much fear, it is also a bad thing, the common people are good to say, they can only accept their fate, but those scholarly families and rich families who can make the family run away will spread by word of mouth, and they will be frightened all year round, what will they do after that? Over time, year after year, the feng shui qi of Cangyun Lake will continue to flow outward. But if Cangyun Lake made such a rule that both parties knew well, it would be easier to appease people's hearts, plus the Dragon Palace was also compensated generously to the people on the shore, and they did not hide it from the Sword Immortals, many rich people couldn't wait for their daughters and granddaughters to be looked down upon by the Dragon Palace. ”

The Cangyun Lake Monarch paused for a moment and sighed: "The good business in the world has never been a sudden wealth of ten thousand profits, it will only be a long stream of water year after year, Sword Immortal thinks so?"

Chen Ping'an wiped the corners of his mouth with his thumb and said with a smile: "Such a good truth, when it comes out of Hujun's mouth, how can it change its taste." ”

Yin Hou smiled and said nothing.

Waiting for the other party to make an offer.

I don't care how much I hate this person in front of me, since his skills are not as good as others, the other party can walk sideways in his own Cangyun Lake, and his own Dragon Palace can only eat coptis dumbly.

Stop losses in time.

It's much better than adding a mistake to a mistake.

The former can at least let people stay in the green mountains without worrying about running out of firewood, and the latter will often affect the whole body, and the building will collapse in the morning and night.

Chen Ping'an put away the wine jug and asked, "What about the decay of the golden body of the city god who drove the city?"

Yin Hou's visit tonight can be described as frank, thinking of this, it is difficult to hide his schadenfreude, and said with a smile: "The scholar who became a Taishou was not only unexpected, but he was also responsible for a part of the county town qi and the silver screen national literary movement early, and the share was far beyond the imagination of me and Suijia City, in fact, if it weren't for this, how could a yellow-mouthed child escape from Suijia City on his own?" Moreover, he also has another marriage, there was a princess of Yinping Kingdom, who fell in love with this person at first sight, and never forgot it, in order to escape marriage, he became a Taoist female crown who kept the green lantern, although he had no qualifications to practice qi, but in the end it was a deeply favored princess, she inadvertently entangled a trace of Guozuo on the Taishou, and later after hearing the bad news in the Taoist temple in the capital, she poked her neck with a golden hairpin, and resolutely committed suicide. Stacked two by two, there was the sin of the City God, which directly led to a fatal crack in the golden body that could not be repaired with Yin De. ”

Chen Ping'an finally asked a question, "What could be the fate of Suijiacheng?"

Yin Hou glanced at the side of the city, shook his head and said: "It's very miserable, there is such a city god who hopes to let the people of a county help him share the cause and effect and bear the catastrophe, and every family has no virtue. It won't be long before the catastrophe will land, and at least the ordinary masters in the driving city will most likely die. Therefore, those Qi practitioners who went to Suijia City would leave before that, and even if they couldn't obtain the treasure, they didn't dare to stay. ”

Hujun Yin Marquis thought that he would have to bargain tonight, but he never thought that the young blue-shirted sword immortal would actually turn around and leave.

This made Yin Hou uneasy, but he didn't dare to go ashore.

had to endure hatred and anger, as well as a sense of anxiety, and used his magical powers to return to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake.

Chen Ping'an returned to the main water temple of Zaoxi Canal.

found that not only Du Yu returned, but even that Yan Qing was there.

Only this time, Chen Ping'an didn't say anything, walked to the bonfire and squatted, reaching out to warm the fire.

Du Yu squatted aside and said, "I saw Fairy Yan Qing return before, and when I thought that the sack of heaven and earth treasures of my predecessors was left in the courtyard and unguarded, I couldn't rest assured and hurried back." ”

After Yan Qing entered the ancestral temple, he kept standing on the steps and looked at the monk of the Ghost Axe Palace.

Du Yu, I didn't have much impression before. I've heard of it once or twice, or because this person's father and mother are a couple of Taoist couples on the mountain, I only know that he is a bully who is afraid of the soft and the hard, and likes to wander on the rivers and lakes.

Yan Qing opened his mouth and said: "I only ask one reason, and I will leave after asking." ”

The man just stared at the campfire, speechless.

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, "Why do you want to show your hand to He? If you say that from Du Yu's side, you heard some filthy things about Cangyun Lake, so you acted ruthlessly and acted as you like, this is normal." But you shouldn't have seen He Lu. ”

Du Yu rolled his face and grimaced.

Hey, hey, I'm still crying out for that little white-faced lover.

deserves to be thrown into Cangyun Lake by his predecessors to drink water.

Yan Qing is actually mentally prepared that this person will always be dumb.

But I didn't expect the man to say slowly: "The first thing He Lu said to dissuade was not for my sake, but for the sake of the Zaoxi Canal Master who invited you to tea. ”

Yan Qing is not stupid, so he naturally knows about it.

The man continued, "Because He Lu felt at that time that I was a person who cultivated a higher path than Zaoxiqu. ”

Yan Qing wanted to listen more, so he hesitated, intending to sit at the top of the steps.

As a result, the man squinted at him.

Seeing the man's palpitating eyes, Yan Qing immediately stopped his movements, and there were no more unnecessary movements.

The man abruptly withdrew his gaze and continued to stare at the campfire, falling silent again.

It was clear that the words were not finished, but there was no idea of words.

Yan Qing felt ashamed and indignant, he was so worthless, it was difficult to even let you say a few more words?

Yan Qing's heartstrings shook, and without hesitation, he quickly left against the wind.

Du Yu hesitated, then got up and left.

Chen Ping'an nodded.

Chen Ping'an stared at the bonfire.

Truth is not only in the hands of the strong, but it is not only in the hands of the weak.

Truth is truth, not because you are strong, there are more, and not because you are weak.

But it seems that this is just his Chen Ping'an's truth.

It's not Du Yu's, it's not the young female cultivator named Yan Qing, and it's not the pride of the sky, He Lu.

In the rivers and lakes of the comb water country, there is also Song Yuyao.

In the smoky Shujian Lake, there is also the ghost general who is willing to draw a knife from his colleagues.

In the ghostly valley full of bones, there is also the swordsman Pu Yu, the sect leader Zhu Quan.

Here, Yinping Country and Cangyun Lake have not been able to meet one and a half for the time being.

Chen Ping'an was silent because he thought of this.

Chen Ping'an knows this simple truth, why is it not the truth for them, because it will not bring them any benefits, on the contrary, it will only make them feel that they are dragging mud and water on the road of cultivation, and they feel that they are not happy to act, so they may not really understand, but they don't pretend to understand, after all, the road is high, the scenery is too good, the world is low, there is a lot of mud, and it is mostly those life and death partings that are insignificant in their eyes, and the joys and sorrows are scattered.

Indeed, many things that have nothing to do with oneself, knowing the context and exploring the subtleties are not always a good thing.

For example, Chen Ping'an didn't need to ask the Marquis of Cangyun Lake why the court of Yinping Kingdom did not evacuate the people of a city, because people can escape, and the cause and effect are still there. That's why the officials and rich families who follow the city are still kept in the dark one by one, and there are still the children of the whip and the horse, who go out of the city to hunt happily.

In the early morning, there is the sound of ox carts selling charcoal.

There should also be the sound of pounding clothes under the moonlight.

It is not without reason for a cultivator to stay away from the world and avoid the red dust.

Chen Ping'an just squatted in place, thinking about a lot of things, even if the bonfire had been extinguished, he still maintained the posture of reaching out to bake the fire.

Until dawn.

Chen Ping'an stood up, put the sack in his reach, put on a hat and carried a bamboo box, held a walking stick, and went to the city with his car.

Don't go to the City God Temple or the Fire God Temple.

Take a look at the haunted mansion in the city that has been abandoned for many years.

After reading it, it's time to do something.

In the middle of a night, a green shirt climbed over the wall and entered the city.

There is a night ban in the city, Chen Ping'an came to the ghost house alone, the last time he entered the city in the incense shop, he asked about the ruins here.

Chen Ping'an stood outside the gate in the dead of night.

Chen Ping'an looked at the rotten gate, there was no god for a long time, and there was no Spring Festival couplet.

The scholar failed to avenge his father and mother until he died.

What about Chen Ping'an in my mud bottle lane?!

A young man who had long since stopped wearing straw sandals and did not need to go up the mountain to collect medicine, took off his hat.

Some of the qi practitioners who lurked, hidden, or took root in the vicinity of this haunted mansion early.

Almost even the most sluggish Qi practitioner with the lowest cultivation level was shocked, and one by one his mood became flustered without warning.

An old man with a little monkey squatting on his shoulder stood on a roof ridge in the distance, frowning, the last time he was at the gate of the city, he was so blind that he couldn't see the way of this kid at all.

The old man raised a hand and gently pressed the grumpy pet.

As for those wastes that have no reason to feel suffocated and have poor aura, no one dares to show their heads and see what the hell is sacred.

When the man on the street took off the hat and the bamboo box, he disappeared into thin air.

The old man began to take a few steps back.

Above the street, outside the gate.

The sleeves of the green shirt are swaying without wind.

The figure disappeared in an instant.

A puff of green smoke pierced the night.

In the end, it fell outside the City God Temple.

A burly military judge wearing iron armor appeared on the side of the City God Temple, and said in a deep voice: "Who is coming!"

It's just that the young swordsman just raised his hand.

The sword fairy behind his back slowly unsheathed, rotated slightly, and was finally gently held in his hand by the man, with the horizontal sword in front, holding the sword in one hand, and gently wiping the sword body with two fingers in one hand, slowly moving towards the tip of the sword.

The original golden light was as thick as water, and when the green-shirted swordsman's fingers swiped an inch, the golden light skyrocketed by an inch.

The man narrowed his eyes, just stared at the bright sword light in his hand, and muttered: "Whether it is cause and effect, or natural calamity, I have taken it all." ”

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