When Chen Ping'an was squatting in a daze, the only Nalan jade who had a square inch of things, took out a fairy book called "Mountains and Seas Supplement Zhi", in the early years, the family entrusted someone to buy it from the upside-down hanging mountain, the little girl moved very fast, crackling and turned to the tung leaf chapter, the fairy book, a page, can record more than a dozen landscape paintings and thousands of subtle words, the ordinary master who has never practiced, his eyesight is poor, and he can't see the content of the text clearly.

Chen Ping'an was shy in his pocket, so he only bought a copy of "Chronicles of Mountains and Seas", and was not willing to buy this more tome, which recorded the mountains and rivers and the more cumbersome and detailed "Supplementary Chronicles". The little girl began to explain to others the origin of this Xianjia ferry in Yuzhou, and the little girl's words just began, and suddenly remembered the "reminder" that she had copied by herself, and quickly threw the book back to the square inch, clapped her hands, squatted beside Chen Ping'an, and learned that Master Cao reached out against the soil, pretending that nothing had happened.

Chen Ping'an came back to his senses and said with a smile: "It's okay this time, just pay attention next time." ”

Small mistakes are made early, and the elders say that children remember early.

Chen Ping'an got up and said: "Jade, I'll help you cover up, continue to read the book, and help us explain and explain, in fact, I don't know the historical allusions of this ferry." If you can, you can use the words of Tongyezhou. ”

"Master Cao doesn't know? It's because I can't speak fluently in the school entrance examination, right? It must be like this. ”

Only then did Nalan Yumu take out the "Supplement Zhi" again, and read the words in the book with the words of Tongyezhou Yayan. Yuzhou is the southernmost boundary of the Daying Dynasty, the old Daying Dynasty, more than 30 states under the jurisdiction of more than 200 prefectures, all have government records. Among them, Yuzhou Mansion is the most immortal and weird, there are six immortal traces on it, there are nine dragon caves and water mansions under it, and there are more than 60 temples and shrines in the old temple. This ferry at the feet of everyone, called the mountain crossing, it is rumored that the first national teacher in the history of the dynasty, the fisherman was born, has a treasure, Jin Duo, shaking silently, but the earth will shake the mountain, before the death of the national division soldier Xie Xian, the Jin Duo was specially banned, sinking into the water, the last emperor of the Daying Liu clan, in the northern border pass battlefield defeated one after another, it was whimsical, "find another way, open up the territory and expand the territory" , ordered hundreds of refiners to search the river and valley, and finally broke through a heavily forbidden hidden water mansion, found Jin Duo, successfully drove the mountains into the sea, reclaimed the sea for land, and became the person who expanded the border martial arts in the history of Daying, second only to the founding emperor...... When the children heard these old things of the dynasty, they didn't feel anything, they just listened to them as a small interesting landscape story, and Chen Ping'an listened to them with a lot of emotion.

Chen Ping'an actually wanted to know whether the person in charge of the immortal family and dynastic forces who are now responsible for rebuilding the mountain crossing is a descendant of the Dayingliu clan, or a mountain sect that survived the catastrophe, such as the Yugui Sect?

The reason why Chen Ping'an did not go straight to his hometown Aquarius was because of a coincidence, and he happened to meet the colorful clothes ferry that traveled across continents. Moreover, if the children are allowed to return to the small cave of the white hosta, although it will not hinder their soul life and sword practice, but the time of the earth and the world is fast and slow, Chen Ping'an is a little unbearable in his heart after all, as if it will cause the children to miss a lot of scenery in vain. Even if this journey is mostly a boundless sea and the scenery is boring, Chen Ping'an still hopes that these children can see more of the mountains and rivers in the world.

In the end, Chen Ping'an has a selfish heart, and he was really tossed by those three strange dreams, so he wanted to be in the mountains and rivers of Yizhou as soon as possible, down-to-earth, especially with the help of the town demon building in Tongyezhou, to check the truth and help "interpret dreams".

In fact, it turned out that Chen Ping'an did not work in vain, and he suddenly squatted down, but Chen Ping'an almost stumbled, which made him feel a little at ease immediately.

After Chen Ping'an got up, he deliberately straightened his waist, and his body was no longer rickety, just such a subtle movement would make Chen Ping'an more uncomfortable, but it would benefit his body more.

Walking is the best pile, that is, practicing boxing non-stop, and even Chen Ping'an's breathing every time he moves a little bigger, it is like the remnants of Tongyezhou's broken luck, condensing the saint as a martial artist who has gathered martial arts, and is feeding Chen Ping'an.

Feeling that after a hard fight, the bottleneck of the martial arts on the top of the Nine Realms Mountain can be loosened, and his intuition tells Chen Ping'an that it is extremely difficult to break through the realm and become a martial artist, Chen Ping'an is not in a hurry to break through the realm, but cherishes the invisible tempering of Tongyezhou, a natural "martial arts arena", more and more.

The reason is very simple, someone once said that the battle of the Ten Realms is the key to determining the future martial arts level of him and Cao Ci. After losing three games in a row, he will lose all the way in this life, or he will be absent for many years, and in the fourth game, Chen Ping'an will win back a game, and the first step is to see if he can enter the martial arts with the strongest nine realms.

A young female cultivator left the Caiyi ferry and found Chen Ping'an and his party, slim and slim, and stopped moving.

Chen Ping'an pretended not to recognize his identity, "You are?"

The Wusunlan female cultivator, holding a simple and elegant Huanghuali calligraphy painting box, the four corners of the small painting box are inlaid with Ruyi pattern white copper ornaments, and there is a cloud head beat carved from mutton fat and jade, which is an old object that has been circulated in the palace at a glance. She looked at the middle-aged man wearing a hat and said with a smile: "My master, that is, the steward of the colorful clothes boat, asked me to bring this thing for the immortal master, I hope the immortal master will not shirk it, and it contains all kinds of colorful notes from our Wusun column, a total of one hundred and eight." ”

Chen Ping'an patted the hat lightly, quickly took the wooden box of calligraphy and painting, thanked the steward Huang Lin, and then sighed: "I knew this was the case, so I didn't remove the colored note on the wine jug, and turned around to glue it back again, saving my friends from knowing the goods." ”

The female cultivator said in her heart: "Master asked me to give a message to the immortal master, the Zhongtu Confucian Temple once ordered the mountain to ban the Shanshui Mansion for five years, and it was still half a year before the ban was lifted, so it is not that we don't want to sell it here, but we are really powerless." ”

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless, no wonder not long after boarding the boat, he noticed that outside the ferry, there was a heavenly mirror light and an immortal breath quietly wandering, it turned out to be himself, a monk from Tongyezhou, who accidentally missed the horse's feet. Later, the ferry encountered a mirage, if he didn't make a decisive move, maybe the tea owed in the ancestral hall of Luhua Island would have to be made up on the side of the Caiyi ferry.

On the side of the Caiyi ferry, the second seat of Wusun Column is dedicated to Huang Lin, who is actually a child of an orthodox Confucian academy, who previously suppressed the descendants of the water with words. As for how Huang Lin gave up his identity as a gentleman and sage and turned to serve as the worship of Wusun Column, it is probably a mandarin duck spectrum in troubled times?

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but think of the young monk who made fun of him on the ferry, a good boy, he was quite good at pretending, and he was still hairpin? The young man seemed to be gagging, but in fact his mind was stable, and there was no mistake between his words and expression, so he even fooled himself.

So Chen Ping'an said: "There is a young man on your ferry, although his cultivation qualifications are not very good, but he has a good heart, he is a good seedling, and he may be a late bloomer." ”

The young female cultivator smiled, and actually gave Chen Ping'an a blessing, "I borrow the auspicious words of my predecessors to thank my brother and seniors." ”

A good gathering and a good dispersion.

Chen Ping'an took the children and found the ferry square building at the entrance of the Qishandu market.

As the southernmost ferry port of Tongyezhou, in addition to docking cross-continental ferries such as Caiyi ferries, there are three mountain routes, three directions, respectively to Huanghuadu, Xianzhoudu and Parrot Island, the ferries have not reached the middle of Tongyezhou, are small ferries, whether it is "Mountains and Seas" or "Supplement Zhi" has not been recorded, among which Huanghuadu is the only way to go to Yuguizong.

Chen Ping'an was a little strange, why didn't Yuguizong occupy the Driving Mountain Ferry It is written, the immortal sect of the Daying Dynasty who holds the bull's ear is a vassal sect of the Yugui Sect, whether it is reasonable or reasonable, out of interest appeal, the Yugui Sect should justifiably help the Yamashita Dynasty to clean up the vast old mountains and rivers in the south of Tongyezhou, and the Daying Dynasty must be the top priority, it is not too much to say that Yuzhou is a place where soldiers must fight, and what is even more strange is that the immortal master who is in charge of the affairs of the large and small ferries of the mountain ferry, although he speaks to people in Tongyezhou Yayan, has a bit of the unique accent of the Yayan of Caizhou.

Chen Ping'an has a large group of children, so it is particularly eye-catching.

Moreover, those nine children, at first glance, look like cultivators with not too bad qualifications, which naturally makes people envious, and at the same time, they will make people a little jealous.

It's just that no one believes that the nine children are not only the sword cultivators who gave birth to the natal flying sword, but also the sword fairy embryos in the sword cultivators.

What's more, it is the sword immortal embryo of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

This kind of situation, no matter where it is placed, even if it is in some sect-based sect head immortal families, let a certain sword immortal personally lead the team and travel down the mountain, it is scary and unbelievable, so even if Chen Ping'an tears his throat and shouts, as long as the nine children do not sacrifice flying swords, no one will believe it. There is a huge Tongye Continent, not to mention showing up, there are only a handful of sects that can make up so many sword cultivation children on the mountain, even if there are sword immortals in the upper five realms to personally protect the way, they don't dare to act so rashly.

Chen Ping'an deliberately took out a Gu Yu money, retrieved a few small summer money, and bought ten Guan Mu jade cards for boarding, and now he is taking the ferry, and the cost of fairy money has more than doubled. The reason is very simple, now the immortal money is at a very high premium compared to the past, and the mountain immortal master who can travel by boat at this time must be really rich.

However, this travel fee, as long as the luck of the qi practitioner is too bad, there is a chance to make up for it. It's just a test of eyesight, and the amount of money you make depends on the size of the chance.

In the troubled times, the antiques that were once worth thousands of gold are often the price of cabbage, but the more so, the more no one cares. But when a world begins to change from chaos to order, during this period of time, it is the best time for many mountains and wilderness to pick up leaks. This is also one of the reasons why cultivators attach so much importance to square inches, as for the things that are close at hand, wishful thinking, and dreaming are almost the same.

At this time, there are actually only two kinds of qi practitioners who go down the mountain to travel in foreign lands, those who go down the mountain to seek opportunities, and those who look for opportunities to make money in the world, and compared with the ferry tourists in the early years, they are either higher in cultivation or larger in the mountains, and at the same time they are more cautious.

Just like today, Chen Ping'an took his children to visit the market shop, there are many people on the road, but between people, almost intentionally or unintentionally, a distance is opened, even if they enter an overcrowded shop, they will be very cautious with each other.

Like Chen Ping'an, who travels down the mountain with a bunch of children, no one dares to provoke easily, and he can avoid it.

Chen Ping'an flipped over the small summer money, one of which was a seal inscription, which had never been seen before, an unexpected joy, the front and back of the seal inscription were "Water leads to the five lakes" and "Sword Town is the four seas".

Chen Ping'an began to deliberately collect Xiaoxia money very early, because Xiaoxia money is the only fairy money with different seal inscriptions.

According to legend, there are more than 300 kinds of seal inscriptions in the history of the small summer money from the hands of different casting masters, Chen Ping'an has worked hard to accumulate more than 20 years, and now he has collected less than 80 kinds, there is a long way to go, and he has to make more money.

A little burden, hurry up.

There are still two hours before the Huanghua ferry docks, Chen Ping'an took the children to the market to hang out, all kinds of shops, calligraphy and painting, porcelain, miscellaneous, large and small objects, countless, even the holy decree and python robes, and the bundles of books, as if just chopped from the mountain to move the firewood, casually stacked on the ground, tied with straw rope, so there is a lot of wear, the shop erected a wooden sign here, anyway, it is sold by two catties, so the shop guys are too lazy to shout a few words for this, and the guests all look at the signs by themselves. At the beginning of the snowstorm, the scholars had to weigh their money bags to buy one or two rare books, which were soaked in a lot of water, like useless weak scholars, drowning.

Chen Ping'an came all the way, swept a few glances at the goods of various shops, most of them are antiquities and treasures in the secular sense of the dynasty and vassals, since there is no aura, even if it is not a spiritual weapon, whether it can be called a spiritual weapon on the mountain, the key depends on whether there is a spiritual aura, enduring, the spiritual weapon has the distinction of the dead and the living, such as an ancient inkstone, a bald pen, stained with a little sage's literary luck, the aura is abundant, if it is not well preserved, or the refiner consumes too much, it will be reduced to ordinary objects. A dusty and futon that gets along with Daomen Gaozhen day and night may not be able to contaminate a little aura, and a dragon robe and python suit may not be able to leave a little bit of dragon energy.

The living creatures in the spiritual weapons are of higher rank, and the beautiful name of the mountain is called "the thing of the soul", which is probably able to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and warm the material itself.

As for the magic weapon, not to mention the ordinary master, it is the mountain and the wild cultivator who is already a cultivator, and he may not be able to see it a few times in his life, in fact, the wild cultivators under the earth immortals are not very happy to deal with the magic weapon, after all, it is often when this thing appears, which means that they are fighting to the death with the immortal master. If you are lucky enough to win, if you fight the small one, you will also provoke the old one, after all, it is very rare to take advantage, let alone lose, it is very likely that no one will help collect the corpse.

Chen Ping'an only bought an inconspicuous small sword, a black sheathed waist knife with gold-plated dragon ornaments, which could barely be regarded as a spiritual weapon, most of which had been enshrined in the local martial arts temple or the City God Pavilion, and was stained with a little residual incense. The rivers and lakes martial arts resting under the secular mountain can be regarded as two magic weapons, and it is not difficult to sell them for five or six thousand taels of silver each, Chen Ping'an spent ten snowflakes, and the shop said that it was buy one and get one free. In fact, if Chen Ping'an is a burden, he will not make much money. The only thing that can be counted as missing in the book is a genuine spiritual weapon, a stone sundial made of white jade in the book "Jade Zhulan", look at the inscription on the back, it is an old thing of the Qin Tianjian of a country, the shop is sold for eight snowflakes, in Chen Ping'an's eyes, the real price is at least quadrupled, and it is too big to sell it casually, if Chen Ping'an is alone in the bazaar today, he will carry it, after all, even the larger caisson has been carried back.

If Chen Ping'an is the shopkeeper, he shouldn't have put a price tag on eight snowflakes, it's too chicken, and there is no square inch of qi practitioners, is it possible to spend eight snowflakes not to mention, it is destined to be impossible to get rid of in the short term, so he has to be in front of everyone, carrying such a big object, and then going all the way to the north and south?

So Chen Ping'an finally squatted on the side of the "Little Book Mountain" and rummaged through and picked up, carefully, mostly opening the corner of the page, never thinking that the shop guy would leave a sentence at the door, don't flip through if you don't buy it. Chen Ping'an raised his head and said with a smile that he wanted to buy it, and the young man turned his head to take care of the other distinguished guests.

Chen Ping'an selected a few catties of official seal secret books, using official paper, each of which is stamped with an official seal, and marked with the year number, a bundle of books in the factory, who writes and who prints, who engraves and who prints, all have marked, and the paper is extremely heavy. There is also a bundle of flowering paper books, from the private library, the inheritance is orderly, but the touch is new, it can be seen that hundreds of years of hidden in the boudoir, can be called a book forest stunner.

However, the books that are really valuable, some of the secret books of the royal palace that are so valuable that the monks in the shop have heard of them, must be treated differently.

Chen Ping'an bought a bag of books and carried them on his back, sturdy, weighing more than 100 pounds.

What is paid is only five snowflakes, one snowflakes, you can buy twenty catties of books, if Chen Ping'an is willing to bargain, it is estimated that the money will not be less, but you can move twenty catties more.

It's just that Chen Ping'an didn't bargain with the shop, for fear that he couldn't help it, so he bought all the rounds, not to mention the square inch of things, and he couldn't even fit a single thing at hand.

It's better to talk about the edge.

Among the children, only Nalan Yu picked a book, the little girl fell in love with a few books, she didn't look at any paper material, the palace official carving, the column collection of books and seals, etc., the little girl only picked the font Juan Xiu pleasing to the eye. The little girl wanted to give money, Chen Ping'an said that it was incidental, and there was no weight for a pound of several books together, so there was no need. The little girl doesn't seem to have saved money, but earned money, and she couldn't be happier.

Chen Ping'an smiled a little.

A distant tourist who also took the Caiyi ferry stood on the road, as if waiting for Chen Ping'an.

In fact, Chen Ping'an had already discovered this person, before in the Qishan Dufang Building, Chen Ping'an and his party went out with the front foot, and this person entered with the back foot, it seems that they will follow to Huanghuadu.

This Jindan bottleneck sword cultivator from Jinjiazhou, on the ferry, once made a righteous move to help Huang Lin, and at that time he sacrificed an ink sword flying sword, which was amazingly castrate, very sword immortal, but the ending was not too satisfying.

When he saw Chen Ping'an walking towards him, he immediately clenched his fists and said in his heart: "Senior Gao Yunshu, I have seen my seniors." ”

Chen Ping'an carried the big package on his back, grabbed the straw rope with both hands, and did not return the salute with his fists, nodded, and asked with a smile in the Great Elegance of the Middle Earth Divine Continent: "Gao Jianxian has something to look for me?"

This is called reciprocating the peach, you call me a senior, and I will return you a sword immortal.

Only then did Gao Yunshu think carefully and spoke in the elegant language of Jin Jiazhou.

At this time, he was respectfully called a sword immortal by the other party, which obviously made Gao Yunshu, who was not thick-skinned, a little embarrassed, and he identified the hidden swordsman in front of him as the sword immortal predecessor who broke through the sea market with one sword and forced back the mirage.

Although the other party did not pass by, the senior was good-tempered, and he never hung himself aside, but always looked at himself with a smile, very patient, but Gao Yunshu was actually under great pressure at the moment, and always felt that he was just standing in front of this senior, as if the two sides were asking for a sword, confronting each other, and if they disagreed, they would be separated from life and death, Gao Yunshu quickly took a deep breath and said hardly: "Can you invite the senior to have a drink?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head.

Gao Yunshu wanted to speak and stopped.

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Senior brother, are you thanking a sword immortal, or are you thanking a stranger for his rescue?"

The same gratitude, but two thoughts.

That Gao Jian Xian was a frank person, not only did he not feel that his predecessor was humiliating himself by asking this question, but he was relieved and replied: "Naturally, the sword immortal predecessor acted without leaving a name, but helped me retrieve the flying sword, which is equivalent to saving half my life, of course, I am very grateful, if I can get to know a generous sword immortal senior because of this, it is the best." It's not a secret, the younger generation is from the wild cultivation, the sword cultivation of Jinjiazhou, there are very few, if you want to know one, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, let the younger generation go to be the bound offering, and the younger generation is really unwilling. Therefore, if you can get to know a sword immortal, without that half of the benefits, even if the younger generation returns home now, it is worth the trip. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Gao Jianxian treats people with sincerity, which makes me admire." ”

Gao Yunshu asked, "Senior is really not my hometown Sword Immortal Xu Jun?"

Chen Ping'an was puzzled: "Sword Immortal Xu Jun, forgive me for being lonely and unheard, and I was tired of Gao Jian Immortal and said." We talk as we go. ”

Gao Yunshu walked with Chen Ping'an, and treated each other very frankly, not only talking about the sword immortal, but also his own thoughts.

Gao Yunshu said that the hometown sword immortal "Xu Jun" has taken the lead in traveling to Tongye Continent.

Gao Yunshu's cross-continent trip, in addition to going with fate in a foreign land, actually had the idea of asking Xu Jun for swordsmanship.

Xu Jun is a sword immortal born on the battlefield of Jinjiazhou, the world does not know his real name for the time being, only knows that his surname is Xu, and he is a local sword cultivator in Jinjiazhou, but he has been among the upper five realms, and before that war, he has always been nameless. It is said that this Xu Jun and the "lettered" old sword immortal from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Qi Tingji, are very close to each other. Gao Yunshu wanted to try his luck here, if Xu Jun's predecessors had the last wish to open a sect in Jinjiazhou, Gao Yunshu wanted to follow Xu Jun so that he could get one of the nominal founding patriarchs.

Chen Ping'an seemed to ask about the situation on the battlefield in Jinjiazhou at random, but Gao Yunshu still poured beans from a bamboo tube, and didn't mind telling this senior more deeds.

Among them, Cao Ci of the Middle Earth Divine Continent was mentioned, as well as two female martial arts masters from his fellow townsmen, but Gao Yunshu was a mountain and a wild cultivator, and the Shanshui Mansion was banned by the Confucian Temple, so it was only hearsay that two women, one surnamed Shi and the other surnamed Pei, Gao Yunshu guessed that since the latter was surnamed Pei, so coincidentally, most of them were the martial artists of the Daduan Dynasty, and he sincerely sighed, the Daduan Dynasty was really prosperous and shocking, and the Pei Cup Cao Ci did not say that the master and apprentice were not to mention, and there was a genius who seemed to be younger than Cao Ci, do you really want to be half-out of the big end?

Chen Ping'an roughly calculated in his heart that when Yan Laojing was engraved by Jiazi Tent at the head of the city, Shi Zaixi was the depressed man. As for the female martial artist who is younger than Cao Ci, could it be another descendant disciple of the martial god Pei Cup?

After listening, Chen Ping'an smiled: "I'm really not a 'Sword Immortal Xu Jun'. ”

Stretched out his hand and patted the handle of the narrow knife, indicating that the other party was a pure martial artist.

Gao Yunshu plucked up his courage and asked tentatively: "Then why did the yellow steward look at the seniors alone, and specially asked people to give the seniors a wooden box?"

Gao Yunshu hurriedly swore and said: "Senior, don't think too much, it's the younger generation who saw it unintentionally." It is really that the seniors have been more maverick since they boarded the ship, which makes the younger generations memorable. ”

Good guy, really sharp-eyed, dare to follow the clues and find yourself to touch porcelain?

Chen Ping'an didn't bother to explain anything, no longer spoke in his heart, and clenched his fists and said: "Since it's a Pingshui meeting, let's just stop at the point." ”

Gao Yunshu nodded, and didn't dare to entangle more, in case it was really the sword immortal senior who was proficient in swordsmanship, whether it was Xu Jun or not, since the other party said so, he shouldn't have to make an inch, and decisively hugged his fists and returned the salute, "Then the junior wishes the seniors a smooth journey!"

Tie Zhi decided that the other party was a sword immortal.

Even if the other party has a high sword immortal.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Then I also wish Brother Gao this trip, a good dream come true." ”

Gao Yunshu laughed and said, "Don't leave it at that." ”

Chen Ping'an squinted and nodded.

Gao Yunshu turned around and strode away, to return to the ferry building, he needed to change the ferry port as a foothold for the northward tour.

Yu Xianhui said softly: "See, the rivers and lakes, this is the rivers and lakes." ”

Cheng Chaolu and Nalan Jade reminded in a low voice: "Jade, why didn't Master Cao copy that sentence?"

The little girl raised her sleeves and glared, "Can the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone fit?"

Cheng Chaolu was just about to argue a few words, and Nalan Yu wrote and transcribed, just a pen and paper. Just without waiting for Cheng Chaolu to speak, Chen Ping'an reached out and pressed his head, and quipped: "If you don't want to be a bachelor for the rest of your life, don't talk." ”

In fact, all children, who are aware of it, are aware of one thing. Lord Yinguan is the most concerned about Yao Xiaoyan and Nalan Yumu. Although he is calm and treats everyone equally, he does not value or despise anyone more by his realm and natal flying sword rank, but on the side of the two little girls, Lord Yinguan, or Master Cao, will have extraordinarily gentle eyes, just like looking at his own juniors.

When it was time to eat, Chen Ping'an looked around, and finally chose a restaurant, and asked his buddy for a separate private room, without asking for wine, after the meal was served, Chen Ping'an did not put down many chopsticks, chewed slowly.

Bai Xuan and Nalan Yu sat on both sides of Chen Ping'an, not because the two of them were in the realm of Dongfu and higher than others, but because they were bold and did not recognize life.

These children, on the Caiyi ferry, did not go out once.

got off the boat and went to the mountain crossing, and it was too well-behaved to match his age and temperament.

But the children of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, especially when they were born sword immortal embryos, were actually the most "ignorant of the sky" children in the world.

Because there are too many sword immortals, they can be seen everywhere, and those sword immortals who have walked down the city are very likely to be the elders of a child's family, the preacher master, and the neighbors.

Nalan Yu said, "Master Cao, I'll settle the bill and pay today?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and smiled: "Good intentions, just pay the bill." ”

Nalan Yu said: "I have a lot of Gu Yu money, when the grandmother gave me that square inch of things, it was full of fairy money, and the grandmother always said that if the money is not moved, you can't earn money." ”

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Don't listen to half of the words, otherwise no matter how much money you have, you won't be able to afford to spend it." Only when money falls into the hands of businessmen should they move their nests and go from house to house. ”

Nalan Yu blinked, "Then I will partner with Master Cao to do business, and the money will be handed over to Master Cao for safekeeping, and I will earn money and give me dividends." ”

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing, put down his chopsticks, and waved his hand, "It's free." ”

Grandma Grandma, Nalan Caihuan?

I don't know if she is now in the vast world, whether she has established a mountain.

The little girl was a little depressed, and Chen Ping'an comforted: "Don't worry about it first, if you really have a job to make money in the future, I will talk to you." ”

When Chen Ping'an was eating, he always paid attention to the words at the wine table outside, but he rarely pointed out the high-minded talk of the country, and mostly discussed the way to make a fortune in a whisper.

The group boarded the Xianjia boat to Huanghuadu on time, and after Chen Ping'an arranged two groups of children, he sat quietly in his house for a while, "took off" the hat, and walked to the bow of the boat alone.

Bai Xuan quickly appeared, came to Chen Ping'an's side, and asked in his heart, "Why don't you let us hide in the small cave sky, so that Master Cao can return to his hometown earlier?"

Chen Ping'an patiently explained: "If I am alone and go to Aquarius Island with the wind, as long as I encounter an accident, it will be relatively big, and I may not be able to get there quickly on the mountain." Follow the ferry, there are many accidents, and you will hide by yourself. Take the sea route, the big demon hides more, just like the mirage, taking the land route, although it needs to go one more continent of mountains and rivers, it is much more stable. What's more, in this Tongye Island, I also have a lot of friends who need to meet them. ”

Bai Xuan nodded, stood on tiptoe, grabbed the railing with both hands, looked a little sad, was silent for a moment, and took the initiative to speak: "Master Cao, my natal flying sword is very ordinary, and my rank is not high, so the elders say that my achievements will not be too high. It's still in my hometown, and when I get here, maybe I will stop at becoming a Jindan sword cultivator in this life. ”

Regarding their respective natal flying swords, Chen Ping'an did not deliberately ask all the children, and the children did not mention it.

However, Chen Ping'an took over the summer palace as a hidden official, and at the beginning of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he created a measure to review the rank of the sword cultivation flying sword, but the screening method is extremely utilitarian, extremely lethal, and helps to catch the sword cultivation natal object that fights, but the rank is not as high as those flying swords that are suitable for battlefield.

The child was bored and gently bumped the railing with his forehead.

Chen Ping'an folded his hands, leaned on the railing, and said casually: "Cultivation is a matter of feet every day, and where to stand after many years is a matter of the future, since it is destined to be a matter of no benefit to think about it at the moment, it is better to be sad when sorrow comes, anyway, you can still drink when the time comes, Master Cao doesn't say anything else here, there is definitely no shortage of good wine." ”

Bai Xuan was a little surprised, "I thought Master Cao would comfort people with beautiful and kind words." ”

Chen Ping'an joked: "There are good words, and several big baskets are pretending to be dissatisfied." ”

Bai Xuan hesitated for a moment, sighed and said, "I met with Master Cao in private and chatted for a while, and after I go back, I guess I won't be able to make friends with Yu Qingzhang." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and didn't speak.

Bai Xuan said strangely: "Master Cao is not curious?"

Chen Ping'an raised his eyes and looked into the distance, "I roughly guessed that back then, the sword cultivator desperately tried to save the sword immortal who fell into the hands of the big demon, and I didn't let it, which was more hurtful." I guess there is a sword cultivator in it, and it is the elder master of Yu Qingzhang and the others. ”

Bai Xuan was even more strange, "You don't dislike Yu Qingzhang at all, they don't know what to do? The fool also knows that you are good for the Great Wall of Sword Qi." ”

Chen Ping'an said softly: "Who said that if you do a good deed, you won't hurt people's hearts? ”

Bai Xuan shook his head, "Anyway, I don't think Yu Qingzhang is right." ”

Chen Ping'an was reluctant to say more about it.

Bai Xuan said to himself: "My master's master is one of the sword cultivators, after the death of the patriarch, the master did not say half a bad word about the hidden official, nor did he stop me from being a little hidden official, but praised me for my ambition. ”

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand and patted the child's head, "Your master is amazing." ”

Bai Xuan raised his head and smiled: "Then Master Cao will see that Chen Li in the future, discuss with him, and give me the title of Xiaoyin Official?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I'll talk about it when I see it." ”

Bai Xuan complained: "Scholars are not happy, they go around and around, and they say some vague things that they just take advantage of and do not suffer losses. ”

Chen Ping'an turned around and nodded, "It's not good, it has to be changed, so I'll give you the answer now, no." ”

Bai Xuan's eyes widened, he sighed, put his hands behind him, and returned to his residence alone, leaving Master Cao, who was stingy and searching, to drink the wind by himself.

In early spring, it is still warm and cold weather, but the earth is full of spring breezes, yellow flowers are vying for the first, and the world is thanking Dongjun.

The green-shirted guest, with a hanging knife tied to a wine jug, overlooked the earth, and did not retract his gaze for a long time.

Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered something, could his great disciple who was the founder of the mountain be in the golden body realm now......? Is it that high?

Chen Ping'an lay on the railing, smiling and squinting, the corners of his mouth curled.

Previously, on the Caiyi ferry, there was a young man from Jinjiazhou who had traveled far away from his hometown for the first time, his eyes were wide, his heart was swaying, and he looked blankly at the sharp sword light of the rainbow slashing talisman, and a line of slashing fell, and the sword fairy was a sword, as if he had opened the world, and he did not see the figure of the sword fairy, but only saw the bright sword light, as if the most beautiful picture scroll between heaven and earth. So the young man made up his mind at that moment, the talisman must be learned, and the sword must also be practiced, in case, in case Jin Jiazhou is because of himself, he can have one more sword immortal.

Of course, Chen Ping'an didn't know that there was such a thing.

Just like many years ago, in the confusion of the mountains and rivers floating around in a bright red wedding dress, Wei Jin of the Fengxue Temple would not know that there was actually a straw sandals boy at that time, staring wide-eyed, and looking at the magnificent sword light that broke through the sky with a sword.

Chen Ping'an returned to the house, wrote a secret letter, handed it to the ferry sword room, and helped the flying sword pass the message to the Yugui Sect God Seal Peak.

Recipient, Jiang Shangzhen. The sender made the payment, and Cao Mo drove the city.

The flying sword on the mountain transmits the letter, and the sender can hide the head and tail, and deliberately does not write, but the name of the recipient is obscured, and there can be no omissions.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, for example, some monks on the top of the mountain, only write their own names, and with a stroke of the pen, write that so-and-so patriarch's cousin is actually more effective.

Chen Ping'an didn't care about the strange eyes of those sword room monks.

After all, it's not the first time to travel to Tongye Island, and I'm careful every step of the way.

When Chen Ping'an left, a young monk from the Sword Workshop cautiously asked, "Big man?"

An old man in charge of the sword room of the ferry sneered: "At first glance, he is a liar, and he doesn't know how to change new tricks." I've encountered it several times, so don't bother with this kind of thing. I dare to guarantee that this kind of letter will be eaten in the archives for hundreds of years when it reaches the Divine Seal Peak. In the past, there was a guy who took the ferry of Tianque Peak, and he deliberately spent a few fairy money to send a letter to the old sect master Xun, and as a result, he deceived two female cultivators who were born in the Eight Classics in one breath, one of the deputy stewards of the sword room of the ferry, and another woman who had just known that person for a short time, and afterwards they knew that the guy was an unsuccessful mountain and wild cultivator, and finally caught that guy, and he was beaten to death, and he couldn't really treat that kid how to say that the truth broke the sky, and it wasn't the men and women who you love me? What else can I do, suffer a big dumb loss, I can only think of it as a long memory. ”

A girl in the sword room blushed when she heard this, no wonder she felt that the man in green shirt always looked at herself, it turned out to be a nasty embryo with ill intentions.

The old man said with a smile: "This is all shallow, and there are more clever means, pretending to be a waste prince, hiding counterfeit heirloom jade seals and dragon robes in their bags, and then it seems that a careless one just happened to show the woman." There are also those who hang wine jugs on their waists, and the sword fairy walks down the mountain, even if there is a sword gourd, it is also a trick to obstruct the eyes, is it not right? So some people take a small broken gourd, slightly apply the water method, and drink non-stop in places like the bow of the boat. ”

The young man suddenly said: "That guy seems to be hanging a small vermilion wine jug, but he didn't drink, most likely he saw that your old man was here, and he didn't dare to shake those clumsy carving insect skills." ”

The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "That guy is very tender, come to me to bring humiliation on himself." ”

The girl was a little afraid, the more she thought about it, the more the man became, it was indeed sneaky, and the thief eyebrows were coming. It's a shame for those eyes.

Wait until the girl has palpitations and is ashamed of herself. The old man in charge of the sword room immediately threw a look at the young man, who grinned and hugged his fists in thanks, the old man stretched out two fingers, and the young man shook one finger, just a pot of wine, no more.

As for whether that person really knew Sect Master Jiang of the Yugui Sect, it was actually not that important. Anyway, a character like Jiang Shangzhen, his friends, will only be high, he can't know him, and he can't climb high.

The young man suddenly asked, "Where is the driving city?"

The old man shook his head, "I really haven't heard of this, it's mostly a trick." ”

The young man joked: "I don't know if I will pay Taiping Mountain, or Fu Ping Zong." ”

The old man snorted coldly, "If you dare to abuse Taiping Mountain and Fu Ping Sect so badly, I will turn my face on the spot and drive him off the ferry." ”

The girl suddenly raised her head, lowered her voice and said, "The old site of Taiping Mountain has become a borderless land, isn't there a lot of people fighting for territory at this time?"

The old man wanted to speak and stopped, but finally did not say a word, and let out a long sigh.

Chen Ping'an actually didn't go far.

After hearing the last sentence, he stopped, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were gloomy.

In the early years, the Immortal Family Sect that owned a Huanghuadu had been destroyed in the war, completely reduced to ruins, and the entire ancestral mountain had been wiped out by the Immortal Family's magic.

But the middle-aged blue-shirted swordsman with a large group of oil bottles, he and the children, extremely eccentric, did not appear in Huanghuadu, but seemed to disappear abruptly halfway. The ferry boat knew that before the docking, the middle-aged man had returned to the ferry's sword room and sent a letter to Shen Seal Peak.

In a stormy night, Chen Ping'an said goodbye to the hosta, quietly broke the ban on the ferry, went north alone against the wind, and left the ferry far behind him for more than ten miles, from the wind to the sword, the thunder in the sky was loud, shaking people's hearts, and there was a great vision between heaven and earth, so that everyone on the ferry behind him was frightened, and the whole ferry had to make a quick detour.

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Within a radius of 100 miles, the terrain is flat, only a mountain peak rises abruptly, particularly eye-catching, at the top of the peak, there is a hill platform, carved out a chess board, thirty-two chess pieces, as big as a stone pier, weighing a thousand catties, there are two monks standing at both ends of the chessboard, in the next game of chess, every time the other party eats a chess piece on the chessboard, it is necessary to give a Gu Yu money, a small gamble between the monks of the five realms.

One of them, young and handsome, but only two hundred years old, is the famous Jinjiazhou Great Sword Immortal, nicknamed "Xu Jun", and his real name is Xu Ji. Somehow, he became a guest of the Liu family in the Bright Continent. This time, Edgeworth rushed to the southernmost part of Tongye Continent to protect a new cornucopia for the god of wealth of Liu Dacai, such as the Caiyi ferry, which was a large amount of Gu Yu money from Wusun Lan and Liu's on credit, and Liu gave a ready-made cross-continent ferry, not to mention, the price was fair, and the proceeds of the ferry for the next five hundred years were also a big surprise to the Wusun Column monks.

For Tong Ye Zhou, a great sword immortal who handed over thousands of swords on the battlefield of Jinjiazhou is a well-deserved dragon crossing the river.

And the key to really making the mountaintop monk feel complicated is that this Xu Qi seems to belong to a small group of people who came into being.

As the head snake of the land, Wang Ji, a local qi practitioner in Tongyezhou, is in the Yupu realm. Self-proclaimed cliff protégé, alias Plantation. It's not a sword cultivator.,But when I was young, I liked to travel with swords.,I like the art of fighting.。 He looks elegant, but on the mountain, he has the nickname of the prison officer. He went up to the mountain to practice very late, and he was an official for 30 years, and he was born as a civil official in Qingliu, and he killed people with swords with his own hands, from evil servants, corrupt officials to thieves in the green forest, as many as a dozen people. Later, he resigned and went into hiding, and when he went down the mountain, he became a mountain and a wild cultivator, and finally became the worship of the Yugui sect, the kind where there was a chair in the ancestral hall. But before that, Wang Ji was the one of the Upper Five Realms cultivators who scolded Jiang Shangzhen the most in the entire Tongye Continent, and there was no one.

Therefore, Wang Ji went south to Yuzhou to drive the mountain crossing, which was to help Yuguizong scold the street.

The person who mediated between the two sides was a female cultivator who was temporarily distracted here, the younger sister of the immortal of Liuxiazhou, and the wife of the cave master of Tianyu Cave, who was born with a beautiful appearance, a jasper flower crown, a brocade robe, and a graceful posture. Her son, one of the ten young candidates, is only now in the fifth world, so it will take about eighty years for their mother and son to meet. Every time she thinks of this, she will complain to her husband that she shouldn't be so ruthless and let her son travel to another world.

Wang Ji casually threw out a Gu Yu coin and asked, "When will those cross-continent ferries in Old Dragon City go to the mountain crossing?"

Xu Zheng did not take Gu Yuqian, but smashed it on the spot and turned it into a rich aura, the high mountain under the feet of the three of them was itself a formation forbidden carefully created by the Liu monks, which could collect the heaven and earth aura and the mountain and water qi in all directions. Xu Zheng looked indifferent and said, "When you arrive at the ferry, you can naturally see it." ”

Wang Ji sneered: "Be careful of the high wind and waves, the water and soil are not adapted, and the boat will capsize on land and water." ”

Xu Zheng was still expressionless, "Capsized, you Jiang Sect Master overturned it, anyway, as long as it flips, I will go to Divine Seal Peak to ask for a sword." ”

Wang Ji sighed: "Listen to the tone, what does it mean to win steadily?"

Xu Zheng said: "Eighty percent will lose. Don't delay I'll ask the sword. ”

Wang Ji stomped on the ground, picked up a chess piece, landed on the chessboard, stretched out his thumb to Xu Ji, and said, "It is worthy of knowing Qi Tingji's sword cultivation." ”

Xu Zheng said: "You also know Xu Zheng, it's not bad." ”

Wang Ji smiled angrily: "If you meet Jiang Shangzhen, you will either fight to death directly, or become a fox friend and dog friend, there is no other possibility." ”

The Liuxiazhou female cultivator shook her head, I really don't know why these two people haven't fought so far, they compete on the chessboard every day, and they are still fighting like this, how do you feel that the two sides are actually quite compatible.

Xu Zheng suddenly asked, "Is Jiang Shangzhen a real retreat or a fake retreat?"

Wang Ji sighed, a little sentimental for the first time: "God knows, anyway, the last time the ancestor hall was discussed, he was sick and half-dead, which made people feel sad." ”

Xu Zheng glanced to the north.

This smoky and ghostly Tongyezhou, he really doesn't like it.

Knowing that you are wrong does not admit your mistakes. Save worry.

admit your mistakes and are unwilling to correct them. Save labour.

It's a lot of worry and effort, and as a result, many people really survived. Such a big mess that has returned to the Haoran world is actually not much better than falling into the hands of the wild world back then.

Just one thing, since there is no more monk in Tongye Mountain, how many forces on the mountain covet that territory now?

The Fuping Sect is a little better, in the end there is a little incense left, even if the situation is stormy, under the protection of the academy, the monks of the Fuping Sect who are not in the realm and have a small number of people are still justifiable and protect their ancestral mountains after all, and no one dares to touch them for the time being. This is the case now, but ten years later, a hundred years later, the many methods used by the monks on the mountain to lay down for thousands of miles are by no means as simple as taking them by force. The academy can protect it for a while, but it can't protect it for a longer time, and when the young sect master of the Fuping Sect returns from the new world, the Ancestor Hall of the Fuping Sect may have only a virtual sect master seat left, and even if it sits, it may be a jungle of soft knives in all directions.

Xu Zheng was born in Confucianism, but he never went to the academy in Jinjiazhou to study. Wang Ji, who pulled Xu Zheng to play chess, was the same.

Wang Ji sat on the chess piece with his buttocks, and said helplessly: "Don't see it, don't show it, so the gentleman is cautious." For those of us who teach science and are Taoists, the most important thing is to be cautious, and we must always be able to bow our heads and look up without shame. ”

Xu Ji rarely echoed Wang Ji, nodded and said: "People regard themselves as if they see their lungs and livers." ”

Wang Ji sighed: "When the academy is fully rebuilt, the situation will definitely improve." ”

Wang Ji shook his sleeves and laughed at himself: "I am a guest in the mountains, and I am very emotional in my life. ”

The woman asked, "What happened to the guy who wrote the article to criticize the mellow Chen Chun'an?"

The Confucian Temple has banned the Shanshui Mansion for five years, but among the monks on the top of the mountain, there are immortal means to secretly transmit various news.

Wang Ji sneered: "No, the little life is very good, there are many supporters, all of them sincerely regard it as a continent of literary courage and Confucian conscience, but they have been shouting for many years, to let this head of the official academy go to be one of the seventy-two academies, otherwise it will be several major cultural contexts of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple, and secretly join forces to squeeze out this person." That's why it's called a Sitting Tight Diaoyutai. ”

The young man looked at the poems and articles of some old people, and between the lines, they were full of decay. And some old people look at young people, energetic and radical, and they will smile on their faces, and their eyes will be gloomy, like rebellious thieves.

When an old man has a small temperament, a small belly, and a closed heart without knowing it, then it is a great harm for him to look at the vigor of young people, and the kind of room for mistakes given to young people by the years. Even if the young man does not speak, it is all wrong.

Young people will not understand why those old people are so easily disappointed.

The old guy watched the young people go from hope to disappointment.

A big war ended, and the young people on the mountain died too much.

A lot of old guys are still sneering. I saw it, but I didn't see it.

Xu Zheng tugged at the corners of his mouth and said sarcastically: "I heard Liu Jubao say a few words, the ancestor of the Yu family originally wanted to remove this person from the position of the mountain master of the academy of the dynasty, but it was just such a trouble, but it was not easy to move him, I was worried that it would be difficult for the Yasheng lineage to be a human being." What's more, what if he is removed from the post of mountain chief, this person will only be more complacent and have a good conscience. Maybe he is waiting for the ancestor of the Yu family to move him, so that he can earn another reputation. ”

Wang Ji glanced at Xu Ji, this guy has a lot of words today, which is rare.

The Liuxiazhou woman sighed, "In this world, I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't say it." ”

Xu Zheng said in a deep voice: "In this world, there are too few people like Xiuhu who read books!"

Wang Ji said gloomily: "It's not too little, it's gone." ”

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Taiping Mountain Ruins.

At the dilapidated mountain gate, the archway has long collapsed, and a green shirt floats to the ground, tears the skin, and restores its true appearance.

He crouched down and gently pressed a piece of gravel, faintly visible handwriting.

He took off his sword and poured a pot of wine.

After getting up, the young man's body stiffened slightly, and he no longer deliberately straightened his waist, so that he would be faster when he punched his sword.

A young Confucian came from afar, looked wary, and asked, "What are you going to do?" Didn't you say that no one was allowed to enter the Taiping Mountain Ancestral Mountain Realm in the near future?!"

The man with the sword in the green shirt smiled and said, "Doesn't seem to work, does it? Then I'll stay here." ”

I've been a gatekeeper for many years, and I'm very good at it.

The students of the academy saw the uninvited guest, smiling and squinting, the smile seemed bright, but for some reason, they only felt creepy, and their backs were cold, and they couldn't say a word.

The man didn't say much, just walked forward slowly, then turned and sat down on the steps, his back to the mountain, facing into the distance, and then began to close his eyes and recuperate.

The man suddenly asked, "Is the Ancestral Mountain Boundary a radius of several hundred miles?"

The academy disciple's expression was gloomy, and he said, "Ten miles in radius." ”

After a while, the disciples of the academy who had been brewing words saw a flower in front of them, and they no longer saw the sitting figure before, but a small hill more than ten miles away was inexplicably opened, and a mountain was separated into two cliffs in the middle.

A Yuanying monk just took a step, so he stood in the place where the top of the mountain turned into a "cliffside", and then he was motionless, and the kind of "steady as a mountain" that could not be shaken by thunder.

Because one palm pressed against his head, the man asked, "How do you want to die?" If you have too many choices and don't know how to choose, I can help you choose one. ”

With five fingers like hooks, he detained the head of the infant monk along with the soul, "Don't delay me to find the next one, I'm not very patient." ”

As soon as he wanted the Yin God to swim out of his body, the Yuanying monk wailed, as if he had been cut by ten thousand swords, and his soul and body trembled together, and he was just about to lower his body and beg for mercy, but his soul was stripped out of his body, and he was put into his sleeve by the man, and his body fell to the ground.

In another place, there was a Jindan Earth Immortal who sensed that something was wrong, and without saying a word, he fled far away from the wind, and swept thirty miles into the air in an instant.

I never thought that I would be dragged backwards and finally fall to the same place.

A young man with an unfamiliar face, clasped his hands in his sleeves, bent down, and asked with a smile: "Hello, my name is Chen Ping'an, I am here to visit the ancestors of the old man in Taiping Mountain, you are a monk of Taiping Mountain? If not, it may not end very well." ”

More than a hundred miles away, a hidden monk sneered: "Fellow Daoist, is this kind of cruel behavior too much?"

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look, but it was not the direction where the voice sounded, but his gaze shifted for more than thirty miles, "People stay, give you a chance to send a message with a flying sword to move the rescuers, remember not to be in the same papier-mâché jade realm as you." ”

The man no longer hid his tracks, laughed loudly, and turned out to be a woman.

Chen Ping'an stepped out, shrunk the mountains and rivers, and came directly to the female cultivator of the Jade Pu Realm, "So happy?"

In an instant, the dignified female cultivator of the Jade Pu Realm lost her face, and her mind turned sharply.

Less than a stick of incense, maybe even half a stick of incense, the Confucian disciple, who was filled with righteous indignation every day but helpless, saw the man dragging a woman's hair, and then threw the female cultivator outside the mountain gate, falling heavily to the ground, and the man returned to the mountain gate, continued to sit in place, and gently pushed the knife out of the sheath with his fingers, and a snowy narrow knife just drove into the ground near the woman's face.

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Do you want to drink?"

The Confucian disciple raised his arm, wiped his forehead, shook his head, and reminded softly: "There is an immortal behind the scenes, and he will definitely come here if he makes such a fuss." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I will wait for him." ”

The Confucian disciple suddenly changed his mind, "Senior, let's give me a pot of wine to suppress the shock." ”

Chen Ping'an threw out a pot of wine.

The young scholar of the academy took the wine jug, took a big sip of wine, turned his head to look at it, and wondered: "The seniors don't drink it themselves?"

The Confucian scholar of the academy only saw the man shaking his head, and then bent over, his hands folded in his sleeves, his expression calm, looking into the distance. I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that this man in a green shirt who seems to have fallen from the sky, not only is he not happy, but he is very sad. What is sad, is it because of the Taiping Mountain behind it? But the Taiping Mountain is empty, how many years have it been? Is it because it is late? But it is not right, even if it is not a monk of Tongyezhou, his hometown is the farthest Liuxia Continent, no matter how far the road is, he should have heard the news early.

Chen Ping'an asked, "What does the academy say?"

The young Confucian said, "Our new mountain chief is not allowed to occupy Taiping Mountain. But it seems to be difficult. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and was silent for a moment, as if he was making a promise to Taiping Mountain, which had been unoccupied for many years, "With me behind, it's not difficult." Jiang Shangzhen is a ...... Rubbish. ”

The young Confucian student's scalp tingled when he heard this, and he hurried to drink.

Chen Ping'an raised his head and asked with a smile, "Isn't that right, Brother Zhou Fei?"

A hearty laugh sounded, and then the handsome man who appeared in his figure, his temples were slightly frosted, as if the smile on his face had won the tired face, and he looked more and more skinny and graceful. He sighed, and said in a loud voice, I'm sorry, I can't help it, it turned out that the person stepped on the face of the Jade Pu Realm female cultivator with one foot. The stunned young Confucian saw that the previous sect master of the Yugui Sect, who had already been famous all over the world, said that he couldn't help it, and he didn't mean to raise his feet at all, and finally said to the man beside him: "Worship Zhou Fei, meet the mountain master." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't get up, took out two pots of wine, threw a pot to Jiang Shangzhen, looked up at the somewhat unfamiliar and familiar Jiang Shangzhen, and said softly: "It's hard work, it's not easy to meet again." ”

"The mountain lord is really, the second letter, only said not to go to the Divine Seal Peak, thanks to my intelligence, I knew that you would go straight here. ”

Jiang Shangzhen was finally reluctant to put his feet away, but he rolled the female cultivator a few feet away with his toes, took the wine jug, sat beside Chen Ping'an, raised the wine jug in his hand, and looked happy on his face, but his voice was not loud, and he smiled: "Good brother, let's go?"

The two flasks, gently bumping, silently, each drinking.

There is nothing good in the rivers and lakes, so the wine is okay.