Cheng Chaolu and Yao Xiaoyan cleaned up the stew pot and chopsticks, one really likes this kind of chores, and the other is at a young age, they are determined to be a good wife and mother who teach their husbands and children, as for the practice of swords, for the sword immortal embryo of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it is almost as ordinary as eating, drinking and Lazar, and no one will slack off, which is similar to the scholars under the mountain in the world, who want to gain fame, it is a natural thing.

Chen Ping'an got up and handed the chopsticks to Cheng Chaolu, and then looked up, it was really a cross-continent ferry boat that traveled far to Tongyezhou, the shape and style of the building boat, the fairy air was ethereal, the ferry was around, the aura lingered, such as a woman in colorful clothes on the mural, the clothes and skirts fluttered in the sea of clouds, Chen Ping'an looked at it carefully, and sure enough, on the wall of the ferry, with the method of Xianjia Danshu, there was a flying dragon girl who was the eye of the master on the mountain, Narcissus electric mother, are all described by women, lifelike, Chen Ping'an in the creation of the cave to eat a trench and a wisdom, immediately put away the sight, sure enough, one of the mural dragon girl seems to be aware of the outsider's distant prying, in an instant, her vision wandered, but failed to follow the clues, found the sea talisman boat that was very far away, after a while, she gathered her eyes and returned to normal, back to silence, only the ribbon is still fluttering, dragging a hundred feet away.

Chen Ping'an helped the hat, and then stretched out his hand to rub his chin, the ferry's extremely clever landscape formation can help the ferry on the way to the long voyage, the path of the aura is thin, or through the thunder and lightning clouds and rain, not too bumpy, good-looking, look at it is very fairy, and it is also very practical, which can naturally defeat the clouds, rain and thunder.

The ferry belongs to a certain sect with a majority of female monks? Otherwise, gods like Rain Master Lei Jun Yunbo should be painted on the wall if they are not bad, and the effect will only be better.

It stands to reason that the Rain Dragon Sect has long been reduced to ruins, and the monks have died completely, could it be that Yun Sign, the owner of the Water Spirit Palace on the Inverted Hanging Mountain, did not take root in the land of the Three Continents, and set up his own door and spread out his branches? Instead, he brought that group of monks back to the sect and began to rebuild the Rain Dragon Sect, was this ferry boat obtained by Na Yunqing by chance, or was it purchased by someone? Or did this ferry come from Nanpo Suo Continent, or the more distant Fuyao Continent, so he passed by this place halfway? Chen Ping'an quickly thought about it in his heart. The immortal families of the sects in Fuyao and the two continents, Chen Ping'an is actually no stranger to the cross-continental ferries of the two continents, and there are many ferry stewards who have dealt face-to-face in Chunwanzhai in the early years.

Chen Ping'an was a little hesitant, whether to drive the Fu Boat to get close to the cross-continent ferry that was not too fast to resist the wind, mainly because he was worried that the Great Wall of Sword Qi, a group of children who were not deeply involved in the world, would have an accident on the ferry and have a dispute with the immortal masters, Chen Ping'an was not afraid of causing trouble, but afraid of ...... I don't have anything light or heavy, and I can't hold my hand.

A pure martial artist who can make a peak of the Nine Realms and a bottleneck on the top of the mountain will accidentally not be able to hold his hand, and in the final analysis, he will naturally not be able to contain his heart.

Chen Ping'an can let a demon monk who went to the city to provoke return to his hometown in the south safely, just because the other party has no grudge against Haoran in the world, it comes to the city to have fun or find death, Chen Ping'an just used it to relieve boredom, but now he may not be able to listen to a few bad words from the "hometown people", and may not be able to withstand one or two bad things done by the "hometown people".

He Gu saw that Master Cao was stunned and asked, "What do you think, you can't take your eyes off when you see a beautiful woman, and you can't give up?"

Yu Xian replied: "If I am older, I will probably be moved." Human nature, no wonder Master Cao took a few more looks, anyway, he didn't look at it in vain, and his hand didn't touch that sister. ”

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "There are thousands of good-looking women, and everything is a white bone view." ”

Nalan Yu, the little girl, actually took out the pen and paper on the spot, sighed, and wrote down this sentence on the paper, and then with a flick of her wrist, it all disappeared.

Chen Ping'an was a little surprised, she was still a little girl with a lot of family background?

Nalan jade. Last name, Nalan. After verifying a small guess in his heart, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but think thousands of miles away in an instant, and what could make time unrestrained was probably his mind.

The previous female monk of the Immortal Realm who turned into a rainbow was most likely responsible for the inspection of the sea area of the Rain Dragon Sect now, Chen Ping'an actually only looked at the sachet on her waist, and she was dressed in red and yellow weather like the rising sun, and she had already guessed her identity, from Liuxia Continent, and she was the lord of the Pine Haze Blessed Land, the female fairy onion. Li Yu, who is good at refining all kinds of clouds in the world and the world, and is in the same vein as the North Ju Luzhou Lying Peak, is said to be good friends.

Is the world peaceful? It seems like yes.

This is what Cui Yun said before, and it is also what Chen Ping'an thinks at the moment.

Chen Ping'an has long been aware of his mood problems, and he habitually thinks too much. At the head of the city, alone, on all sides, there are enemies in the world. Chen Ping'an, who had no choice but to carry the burden of a hidden official, didn't think much about it. Once you think less, you get on the road, and you lose all the games if you accidentally lose it, in addition to your own death, it will also affect the general trend of the entire Haoran world, and it will deviate to the wild world by a few points. What's more, as long as he can not die, where is Chen Ping'an willing to die, there are so many people who want to meet, scattered in all corners of heaven and earth, waiting for him to meet again one by one.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Do you want to take a transcontinental ferry?"

Nine children, except for three who didn't like to talk very much from beginning to end, He Xiangting, Yu Qingzhang, and Sun Chunwang, the rest were all excited, wanting to see and understand, and they didn't think about the money bag of Lord Yinguan at all.

Chen Ping'an reminded: "In addition to the two points mentioned earlier, when you get to the ferry, remember to pay attention to hiding your sword cultivation identity, anyway, as long as you don't take the initiative to cause trouble, the rest have nothing to worry about. ”

Chen Ping'an drove the Fu boat and shot towards the cross-continent ferry, as fast as thunder, and swept out more than 100 miles in an instant, catching up with the ferry boat with the ribbon fluttering, two ferries of different sizes, more than 100 zhang apart, Chen Ping'an said loudly in the Great Dialect of the Middle Earth Divine Continent: "Can you let us board the boat?"

The cross-continent ferry could not be regarded as unresponsive, and the few mountain refiners who had gone out to enjoy the scenery had already returned to their residences quickly without making a sound on the ferry.

Then around the railing of the ferry, the water mist rises to a higher height, and when the clouds and mist dissipate, a talisman long sword emerges, made of green bamboo, verdant and dripping, green and clear, and the sword body has Danshu edicts, which is a talisman with many veins, and a demon is killed. The key is still the thousands of rune sword materials, it is the green bamboo produced in Zhuhai Dongtian, the meaning of the Tao, the natural overwhelm of the mountains and rivers ghosts and lakes and spirits, although it is not the close branch of the ten ancestral bamboos of Qingshen Mountain, but such a number of green bamboo rune swords, it must be sky-high, absolutely not any transcontinental ferry can be purchased, and then refined into such a rare rune sword, and Zhuhai Dongtian has always rarely sold green bamboo, allowing a stubble and a mountain of green bamboo to decay year after year, bamboo flowers and green mud, and never make money from this.

Then there is only one possibility left, the lady of Qingshenshan, who has never walked out of the cave and has never appeared in the vast world, took the initiative to sell a large amount of green bamboo in the Zhuhai Cave Heaven, and may even give it directly to the Zhongtu Confucian Temple.

So if you have the opportunity in the future, you must go to Zhuhai Cave to visit.

A transcontinental ferry, with a strong sword spirit, heaven and earth slaughter.

In the past, most of the transcontinental ferries that went to the Inverted Hanging Mountain were Yuan Ying Di Immortals who were not weak in killing methods, and there were even monks from the Five Realms who were hidden or appearing to help escort the goods, just in case.

The painted women on the outer wall of the ferry boat appeared one by one, with graceful postures, ranging from three to four zhang tall, each holding a rune sword made of green bamboo and a higher rank of refining methods, and the tip of the sword pointed to the middle-aged man dressed as a martial artist of the rune boat, wearing a hat on his head, wearing a green shirt, and a narrow knife tied to a wine jug hanging from his waist.

On the side of the transcontinental ferry, the ferryman and most of the passengers were looking at the rune boat that had been born out of nowhere, and a group of little babies didn't have much to look at, and more attention still fell on the man.

Chen Ping'an raised his hand and said with a smile: "I can let the Qingzhu Fu Sword cut the palm of my hand to verify my identity before boarding the ship." ”

He Gu sighed and said, "It's not domineering at all." ”

Yu Xianhui nodded back and said, "It's very nesty." ”

A ferry steward in an ink-colored robe stood at the bow of the boat, holding a pair of iron shovels, with a big beard but a small face, but a little bookish, but his words were heroic and concise, and he said three words, "Get away." ”

Chen Ping'an raised his hand high, grabbed a Gu Yu money between his fingers, and returned three words: "It's not bad money!"

The steward said: "A sword palm, a sword eyebrow, are you happy?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I just implore the ferryman to be careful and don't pierce it." ”

Chen Ping'an added with a smile, and said: "I'd rather kill by mistake and let it go, it's too hurtful to Yin Virtue, we are all Immortal Masters of the Eight Classics, don't learn from Shan Zeye Xiu." ”

The painted dragon girl, it seems to have received the voice of the ferry steward, really handed out two swords, the sword light suddenly pierced the night, and suddenly converged, after she collected the sword, looked down, on the tip of the sword, there were two beads of blood condensed, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, from the palm of the man's hand, two drops of blood from the center of the eyebrows slammed, a narcissus appearance, The woman in the colorful skirt with the breath of the earth used a secret technique to recondense the blood, obviously not noticing the abnormality, and holding the bamboo sword with the dragon girl, maybe this can be regarded as showing a few points of goodwill with the man in the hat, after all, the other party's move is very sincere, and it is not as simple as handing over the blood to the refiner to verify the identity.

Chen Ping'an waved his hand and put two grains of blood into his palm.

The steward looked a little more pleasant and asked, "Where did you come from?"

Chen Ping'an chose to reply in his heart: "I learned that the predecessors of Liuxiazhou Onion Ridge have boundless Taoism, and they have slaughtered all the demon clans, and the territory of the Yulong Sect can be described as Haiyan Qingping, and there are no hidden dangers, so I will take the juniors of the division to travel to the sea and visit Luhua Island to see if I can meet opportunities along the way." As for my division, don't mention it, I walked and went to the fifth world, and there were few old people left. ”

The steward's heart was tight, good fellow, it was actually a Yuanying monk who pretended to be a pure martial artist! Either a soldier or a ...... Sword Cultivation. Otherwise, the physique would not be as tough as a martial arts master.

The voice of the other party is extremely clear, it is obviously a two-layer landscape ban on the ferry, which has little impact on its cultivation, if it is a Jindan land immortal, the voice of the heart is transmitted to the ferry, and it is not difficult to let yourself listen to it really, but the voice will definitely not be so clear.

Chen Ping'an gently patted the green shirt with his palm, and the robe rippled, blooming with bursts of verdant mist, and took the initiative to break some obstacles, revealing the texture of the bamboo silk robe on his body, which came from Qingshen Mountain.

took Osmanthus Island to Liu Youzhou, who was ravaged by the ape, and the boy was wearing a bamboo silk coat.

This kind of robe also has the reputation of "cool place" and "summer resort".

In particular, the qi practitioners who practice the two methods of wood and water have a favor for the bamboo robes of Qingshen Mountain, which is no less than the pursuit of the monks in the world for the square inch and the things that are close at hand.

No demon monk would wear the Qingshen Mountain bamboo clothes on his body.

Unless it is a great demon of the Immortal Realm with a profound Taoism, it is just like today's hanging mirror, the monks of the Demon Clan of the Upper Five Realms, especially the Immortal Realm, once they leave the bottom of the sea, they don't want to hide their breath.

The large mirror hangs high, and it is a legendary makeup mirror.

If it's a Flying Ascension Realm demon who is better at hiding his aura. This "Caiyi" ferry, which thinks it is unlucky, admits that it is planted. It's nothing more than a battle to the death, but once the big demon leaks his traces, he will definitely die.

The monks stationed at the former site of the Rain Dragon Sect help to take revenge.

In addition to the Liuxia Continent Immortal Onion, the Jinjiazhou Female Sword Immortal Song Ping, there is also a Flying Ascension Realm from the Middle Earth Divine Continent, who personally guards the Jiaolonggou Territory.

The steward clenched his fists and said, "Offended, please board the ship." ”

Chen Ping'an returned the salute with a fist and said with a smile: "It is windy on the mountain, be careful to sail a stable boat for ten thousand years." ”

If Chen Ping'an showed people in green shirts and bamboo clothes first, it is estimated that he would not want to board the ship tonight.

This is the human heart.

The steward smiled.

It's a talker.

Chen Ping'an and the ferry asked for three rooms, one for Chen Ping'an, and one for the little girl and one for the boy.

Chen Ping'an has one request, the house must be adjacent, the fairy money is easy to say, and the price can be made casually. As for whether the Caiyi ferry needs to discuss with the guests and vacate one or two rooms, Chen Ping'an will add money to make up for the immortal masters, so that the immortal masters will not move in vain and teach the ferry to be difficult to behave.

There are the most people with the surname Qian in the world.

Things went pretty smoothly. First, the fairy money on the mountain is now more and more valuable, and the colorful ferry also has a bit of a concession. If you do business on the mountain, you should be careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years, of course, it is true, but the phrase "the wind is strong on the mountain" is even more reasonable.

Chen Ping'an pinched the sword technique with two fingers, and at the same time operated the golden natal object of the five elements, helping to draw a golden sword pool in both rooms.

lest the children's small talk and conversation be unconsciously snooped on by the good deeds who are full of food and supported by the ferry.

Chen Ping'an wanted to twist out a few more talismans and post them on the windows and doors, but after thinking about it, he gave up, so as not to make the children too restrained.

The place where this ferry boat landed is the southernmost Xianjia ferry port in Tongye Continent, not too far from Yuguizong.

Chen Ping'an went back to his room, asked for a pot of Xianjia wine unique to the Caiyi Ferry, drank half a pot of wine, dipped his fingers in the wine, and wrote a line of words on the table, Heqing Haiyan, Shi and Suifeng.

The last time I went to Tongye Island, the cross-continent ferry was a treasure swallowing whale with several secret realms.

Now the inverted hanging mountain is gone. Lu Tai doesn't know where he is now.

In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, if Lu Tai appeared as "Liu Cai", it would make Chen Ping'an's mood worse. But now that he has returned to his hometown, Chen Ping'an will not be so cringe.

Chen Ping'an habitually posted a defilement talisman at the window and began to walk the pile, to get familiar with the avenue of this world as soon as possible.

This is the sequelae of the Great Wall of Hedao Sword Qi, in the wild world, it will be defeated, and when it comes to the vast world, it will be the same.

It is a great thing for pure martial arts, not to mention walking piles, or learning from others, even every breath is a practice of boxing.

However, for those who cultivate the Tao, the situation is more awkward. If Chen Ping'an didn't have that martial arts foundation, just relying on his identity as a sword cultivator, it is estimated that he would have been lying on the ground at this time. However, as long as you are familiar with the operation of the avenue of Haoran World, the impact will become smaller and smaller, but once you fight with people, there will still be many accidents, in short, now Chen Ping'an is equal to half of the demon clan monks, and he is in the small world of saints in Haoran World.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, slowly walked the pile, and watched the door of the Great Wall of Sword Qi for many years, relying on water grinding kung fu and practicing more than 3 million boxing.

I plan to practice another 500,000 punches before returning to Luoluo Mountain.

So there is still a lot of hope for practicing boxing that I didn't dare to think about before.

The two groups of children in the left and right rooms did not go out for the time being, so Chen Ping'an continued to walk with peace of mind.

At dawn, the Caiyi ferry slowly hovered, saying that it passed by the largest pearl diving field on Luhua Island, and would stay for an hour, where you could buy various pearls with the monks of Luhua Island.

As long as the ferry passengers are holding a green bamboo talisman sword, they can go to the temporary Xianjia ferry in the pearl diving field against the wind, but there will be someone on the ferry side to lead the team, and no one is allowed to leave without permission and travel alone, otherwise don't want to board the boat again.

Chen Ping'an walked out of the house and went to the bow of the boat, but he didn't have the idea of going to the pearl diving field, just stood at the bow of the boat, wanting to listen to some monks' chatter.

He wanted to buy a few copies of the Shanshui Mansion newspaper before, and the reply from the ferry was very neat, no, if you think it is too much, the ferry steward writes a wonderful hairpin Xiaokai, you can write a copy to him temporarily, it is not expensive, just a fairy money, Gu Yu money.

This is obviously bullying a monk from Tongyezhou.

Haoran Jiuzhou, the reputation of the monks of Tongye Continent, most of them have been rotten on the street.

If you don't go to the pearl diving field to spend fairy money, there is also a pleasant mountain thing to do on the Caiyi ferry.

The position of the ferry hovering is very particular, and in the depths below, there is a place where the water vein in the sea passes, and there are fish in the water, you can fish, and if you are lucky, you can also meet some rare water descendants.

It's just that if you want to enjoy the fun of this fisherman, you have to give extra money, and rent a green bamboo fishing rod made by the fairy family with the ferry, a small summer money, half an hour.

Chen Ping'an saw that there were already fishermen in twos and threes next to the boat railing, so he spent a small summer money, and he did the same, sat on the railing, threw the rod into the sea, the fishing line was extremely long, and a small porcelain jar of bait, so he didn't have to spend money, otherwise the business of the ferry would be too black-hearted.

Chen Ping'an sighed, Cui Dongshan used to talk nonsense around him, saying that the black and white words had a deep meaning, and every word was a shadow.

After so many years, until now, Chen Ping'an has not come up with a reason, but he just thinks that this statement is indeed profound.

Chen Ping'an raised his head and looked at the night, the wind and snow were getting heavier.

The earth does not know tens of millions of miles to the sky, the sun and the moon hang in the sky, and the earth does not know tens of millions of miles.

Chen Ping'an suddenly wanted to go to the canopy to take a look, and he could also control the wind and sword, and he could also control the Fu boat ferry.

It's just that the thought that those children are still on the boat makes Chen Ping'an temporarily dismiss this idea.

In addition to fishing, Chen Ping'an was more thoughtful, and it was still the dialogue of those monks, but there was nothing to chew, it was all trivial things, and it did not involve the situation in the world.

Chen Ping'an's biggest worry now is that he is in the fourth dream.

Don't be the means of the blessed land of blank paper.

The biggest mystery of the white paper blessed land carefully built by the family is that the spiritual beings in the blessed land, although they are white paper puppets, they are really spiritual, and they can think and do something according to the complicated context, which is no different from the real person. The only difference is that the blessed land paper people, even if they are monks, are unaware of the passage of time.

Therefore, of course, Chen Ping'an will be worried that from the first step he took out of the Luhua Island Creation Cave, the people he saw after that were all blank papers, or even simply one person, and the scenes he saw were all legendary obstacles.

The world is vast, and in it, it is like a good wine person, who is half drunk, neither drunk to death, nor really sober, and then there seems to be someone on the side, laughing and asking if you are drunk, can you drink again...... How not to teach people to be lost.

This kind of thing, senior brother Cui Yun can do it, not to mention the three splendid Dali national teachers, and he can indeed do it.

Cui Yun and Cui Dongshan, what they are best at is to take care of the thoughts, the thoughts are scattered and turned into tens of millions, and the thoughts are collected to talk about a few, Chen Ping'an is afraid of everyone around him, and suddenly at a certain moment he condensed into one person, and became a blue-shirted Confucian with snow-white temples, they all recognized their senior brothers, they couldn't beat and beat, and they didn't dare to scold, and they had to be seen through a few words of slander, not surprised, annoying?

A monk laughed, suddenly lifted the rod, and successfully caught a fish in the water, saying that it was a fish, but it was actually a red turtle, the size of a water basin, with four eyes and six feet, and pearls on the feet. The man peeled off the six beads and threw the fish back into the sea. Soon there was a ferrywoman wearing a Xiangshui skirt to buy beads, the monk got a small summer money in hand, smiled, and high-fived his friends on the side, and the friend said that the door was open, and this trip to Tongyezhou would definitely have an unexpected joy.

Chen Ping'an didn't get anything, it didn't matter at all. The luck is too good, but the heart is a little weak.

Someone caught another older liyu, and this time the lady of the Caiyi ferry simply bought the whole fish with the man, spending three small summer dollars.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look, and it was the ferry steward standing not far behind him, with a high crown and a black robe, very ancient.

The steward introduced himself: "Huang Lin, Wusun Column is enshrined in the second seat. ”

Chen Ping'an was puzzled: "Wusun Column of the Jinjiazhou Sect, when did a man worship?"

More than a dozen kinds of immortal colored paper produced by Wusun Column have been famous for a long time among the immortal mansions and wealthy lords of the Middle Earth Divine Continent. In particular, spring tree notes and group flower notes were sold even on the upside-down hanging mountain in the early years.

is similar to the "dragon girl fairy dress Xiangshui skirt, and the pearl in the palm of the hand makes the bright moon", a thing, as long as it can become the favorite of a female fairy master and a wealthy lady, you are not afraid of not making money. And men, if they regard a piece of money as a big millstone, they will probably spend a lot of money for the woman they like. On the mountain of my own home, it seems that there is a lack of such exquisite and lovely objects.

Huang Lin said: "There are too many dead people. ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment, then turned around and clenched his fists.

Huang Lin suddenly smiled and said: "A qi practitioner who dares to take nine children to the sea for a long trip, no matter how afraid of death is, there are many offenses who blocked Daoyou from boarding the ship before, and where the duty lies, I also look at Haihan." When I went back, I paid out of my own pocket and asked someone to send a few pots of wine to Taoist friends, which should be an atonement. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Zodiac friendly demeanor." ”

Huang Lin laughed and left.

When the hour came, Chen Ping'an returned the fishing rod, returned to the house, and continued to walk the pile.

Half a month later, there was a commotion everywhere on the ferry, and Chen Ping'an pushed open the window and found that he had encountered a mirage.

There seems to be a big mirage at the bottom of the sea, exhaling and forming a large continuous fairy palace, standing in the sea of clouds one by one, different heights, sparkling gold, like an ancient fairyland, everywhere the immortal house. On the road between the clouds that connect the attic of the Xianjia Palace, the crown of the carriage and the horse are covered, the river is endless, the men and women are ancient, the people who drive, most of them are burly people in armor, and there is one of the most majestic palaces, there are dozens of yellow cranes hovering on it.

Chen Ping'an sighed for no reason, people said that the gods are getting older and more spiritual.

Ordinary mirage, mostly unimpeded illusion, but this place, obviously not so, the aura turns, the illusion is close to the truth, the colorful ferry seems to have encountered this mirage, without hesitation to choose a detour, never wanted to detour more than 100 miles, the mirage scene has always blocked the way, there are that immortal monks do not know the stakes, want to find out, was dissuaded by the steward Huang Lin, said that this dying mirage, hidden very deep, even the immortal onion chased for several months, have always been looking for no trace, and this monster is now inThe "Dao San" realm, similar to the soul of a Jade Pu Realm monk, has been unable to suppress his own Dao Qi outflow, deep in the sea market, ordinary barrier breaking charms are useless, and that big demon is doing this today, it is very likely that the ferocity is exposed, and before the Great Dao dies, choose to fight with the ferry to break the net.

The painted women on the outer wall of the ferry appeared one by one, and the green bamboo sword array was even opened, and the flying swords were like rain, breaking through the miasma of clouds and mist that had manifested in those mirages, like a pocket sword boat.

In front of the ferry, a cloudy palace appeared out of thin air, and a white rainbow was hung.

This made Huang Lin's expression change drastically, and the white rainbow in the secular world may not be so weird, but the white rainbow here is also a soldier.

The mirage really wanted to stop hiding its whereabouts, and finally burst out to kill.

It's just that I don't know if my own ferry can support the help of the immortals.

Chen Ping'an frowned slightly, according to the sage's method of interpreting the word, the rainbow word, as a two-headed dragon solution, so next to the word worm.

Chen Ping'an looked intently, and the white rainbow really had two main and secondary paths, separating the neon male and female. The ancients regarded the rainbow as the lewdness of heaven and earth, just like the ancient toad of the moon palace, which is the genus of the essence of the moon.

Huang Lin stood at the bow of the boat, showing a hundred feet tall Confucian shirt law image, Huang Lin's real body is used as a knife with his fingers, cut the palm of his hand, and use the blood of his life as the material of the Danshu of the talisman, when Huang Lin writes in the palm of his hand, the law is high in one hand, and a golden talisman is manifested in the palm of his hand. ”

At the heart of the hand of the hundred zhang law, the ten big characters of the words and the law, the golden light flows, reflecting in all directions, the clouds and mist miasma are like being illuminated by the sun, and the land within a radius of several miles is like a large piece of snow melting in an instant.

Huang Lin cut his palm again, and said in a deep voice: "Hold the life of the Son of Heaven from afar, and the water should be imprisoned!"

At the palm of the hand, there are layers of sunhalos around the ring, and the golden light suddenly blooms, falling a torrential rain, more like a big pot of boiling water sprinkled in the wind and snow.

In the midst of the mirage, a fang market collapsed, and a behemoth figure that was secretly lurking under it disappeared in a flash.

A passenger who traveled across continents turned out to be a hidden Jindan bottleneck sword cultivator, and laughed: "Help Huang Daoyou to kill demons!"

It's just that this sword cultivator's sword practice path is quite strange, it is actually on a viewing platform, stepping on Gang, pinching the sword with both hands, only then exhaled lightly, spit out a brilliant sword pill, castration is extremely fast, after leaving the ferry, the sword pill that was originally no more than three inches long, suddenly became a black giant sword engraved with the ink of the fairy family, and the Jindan sword repair, still stepping on the gang without stopping, and finally stepped out of a Beidou talisman array under his feet, and a herring fish floated out of the water, Jian Xiu stepped on the back of the herring fish, and when the sword trick was settled, there were words, "The mountain man comes up across the fish, and the one who knows cherishes the fool and guesses. The electric shock in his hand leaned on the heavenly sword, and he slashed the long whale sea. ”

The natal flying sword that went to the palace and Bai Hong, the sword light flowed, dragging out a god general wearing gold armor, holding an ink-colored giant sword, intertwined with electricity and light, a god and a flying sword, slashing straight away, trying to cut the white rainbow together with the mirage.

After the blow, the sound was thunderous, the wind and clouds surged, and the air engine was agitated, and even the ferry shook violently and swayed.

Jin Dan Jian Xiu spit out a mouthful of blood, stretched out his hand to hold the railing, and hurriedly collected the flying sword with his mind, never thought that a miasma that covered the sky and the sun gushed out wildly, and wrapped the natal flying sword, which was actually separated from heaven and earth, breaking the connection between the sword cultivation and the natal object, Jian Xiu's face was pale and colorless, and his heart trembled. Huang Lin immediately used his magical powers to help Jian Xiu find the flying sword that disappeared without a trace.

Chen Ping'an had already lightly increased the strength on his feet, so that the two adjacent houses were stable as usual, not affected by that qi.

It's just that unlike the other monks on the ferry, Chen Ping'an's eyes did not look for the behemoth figure that was blindfolded, but directly stared at the canopy in the southeast corner of the sea market.

Chen Ping'an raised his left hand, ran the water word seal, five thunders gathered in clusters, and created in the palm of his hand, Chen Ping'an did not directly sacrifice this complete thunder method, but chose one of the water law thunder thunder, the main thunder caused rain, suppressed all the water descendants, such as the big jiao, poisonous snakes, and mirages, and spread the clouds and rain, stirred up the wind and waves, and was in charge of the water house.

Chen Ping'an's wrist twisted suddenly, this condensed into a bead-sized mine, castration is extremely fast, better than the Jindan bottleneck earth immortal's natal flying sword, so that no monk on the Caiyi ferry noticed this abnormality, so when the mine, from the weather is not obvious, to a straight line, and then to a rumbling sound, like a thunder in the sky, falling into a catastrophe, everyone on the ferry mistakenly thought that it was the magic power of Huang Lin, who was in charge.

At the same time, Chen Ping'an saved another thunder game with his left hand, and condensed his qi into a sword with his right hand, synthesizing a "rainbow slashing talisman".

The previous mine hit the hiding place of the mirage, and it was not seriously injured, but just a knock on the door as a guest.

But then this rainbow slashing talisman of the first salute and then the soldiers, the momentum was amazing, the previous Jin Dan sword cultivator who stepped on the fight with all his strength, and only made the white rainbow hanging above the palace sway, when the rainbow slashing sword talisman with the blessing of the thunder bureau Tianwei appeared, in the mirage, it was like a slender sword light that broke through the small world out of thin air, and slashed down, cutting off the white rainbow of the military spirit and the immortal palace, and then the thunder bureau bloomed, and the two things collapsed on the spot.

People didn't go.

The thunder bureau and the sword talisman have been completed.

The world is clear, the weather is new, and there are no mirages blocking the way.

The mirage dived into the depths of the seabed, setting off stormy waves on the sea, and was pulled by the chaotic qi, even if there was a landscape formation, the Caiyi ferry boat was still shaking.

That Jin Dan Sword Cultivator was pleasantly surprised, and in a thin cloud and mist, he sensed a grain of sword light, and hurriedly harnessed the natal flying sword with his mind to return to the cave to recuperate.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, clenched his fists slightly, put away a new sword trick, and gave up his plan to chase and kill the mirage, because the immortal onion was definitely already on his way.

That Jin Dan Sword Cultivator hugged his fists and said loudly: "Jin Jiazhou Sword Cultivator Gao Yunshu, thank you Sword Immortal seniors for saving me!"

There was silence and no response.

Gao Yunshu only thought that the sword immortal master didn't like to be polite, and he was tired of these red tapes, so he admired it more and more.

I thought that the sword immortal who saw the beginning and the end of the dragon, since he would take this Wusunlan ferry, he must be the predecessor of his own Jinjiazhou.

Chen Ping'an closed the window and continued to practice boxing in the house.

There was a young nun on the other side of the Caiyi ferry, who brought a few pots of fine Xianjia wine, and when she knocked on the door, she looked strange.

She obviously couldn't understand why Huang Lin would treat this Tongyezhou monk who was greedy for life and afraid of death so politely.

Chen Ping'an thanked her, was not polite, accepted the wine, and then asked curiously: "Dare to ask the girl, what is the market price of a pot of wine?"

The steward Huang Lin should be aware of it, but he just doesn't break it.

The nun seemed to be very angry, squeezed out a smile, and asked, "Guest, do you think the Caiyi ferry will buy its own drinks?"

Chen Ping'an put the pots of Xianjia liquor on the table, which was different from the wine he bought before, these pots were pasted with Wusun Lan's secret color note, if they were torn off and resold to others, it was estimated that they were more valuable than the liquor itself.

Chen Ping'an finished walking the pile, his steps were very light, his punches were extremely slow, and a day and a night had passed unconsciously, after Chen Ping'an opened his eyes, he spoke to two groups of children in his heart, and then went to open the door, and soon nine children came to this room one after another.

Yu Qingzhang took the book in his hand.

He Xiangting and Yu Qingzhang stood side by side.

Sun Chunwang seemed to be relatively unsociable, and the position where he was standing was a little subtle away from everyone.

These three children have not said a word on Chen Ping'an's side so far, and they are also silent in private.

Chen Ping'an could roughly guess some reasons, and he didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

A Great Wall of Sword Qi, not everyone has a good impression of the hidden official, and each has its own reason.

Chen Ping'an said: "You each have a kendo inheritance, I am only a nominal protector, and I don't have any master-apprentice status, but I have read a lot of swordsmanship secrets in the summer palace, and I can help you check and fill in the gaps, so if you have any doubts about sword practice in the future, you can ask me." ”

Chen Ping'an found two of the children out of the corner of his eye, and when he heard these words, especially when he heard the words "summer palace", there was a little haze between his eyebrows. Chen Ping'an only didn't know and pretended not to know.

He Gu asked in a low voice, "Master Cao, passing by the mirage before, that extremely powerful sword light, isn't it?"

Ho Gu. The tallest and has an excellent short sword "Reading Maid" on his waist, it should not be forged by the sword workshop, but a family heirloom or a teacher's heirloom. And why did the person who passed down this sword have a lot of grievances against the world.

It is rare for Yu Xianhui to say a good word, "Thrilling, heart-wrenching." ”

Chen Ping'an said bluntly: "No. ”

It's an ink urn and a god general, and he doesn't dare to admit it.

Yao Xiaoyan was a little regretful.

Chen Ping'an said: "When you arrive at Tongye Continent, after landing on the shore, if there is an accident that I think is more difficult, you must enter the small cave immediately and do not hesitate." ”

Cheng Chaolu suddenly asked timidly: "Can I learn boxing from Master Cao?"

Bai Xuan, who was behind his hands, rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice, "What a little dog's leg." Whatever Master Cao knows, he will follow and learn. ”

When this child was in the small cave of the white hosta, he liked to call himself a little hidden official.

Hidden official Chen Ping'an. Xiaoyin official Chen Li. Then he had to be a little hidden official.

It's just that after coming out, when he saw the real hidden official, Bai Xuan didn't mention this stubble.

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded at the little fat man Cheng Chaolu, "Of course you can." Boxing and sword theory are connected, practicing boxing and practicing swords, of course, there is a boundary, but it is not the kind of mountain and distant mountain, never see each other, but the relationship between the high mountain and the distant water, as long as the two principles are connected, it is a good pattern of mountains and rivers interdependent, but can benefit each other, and more and more temper the skin and soul. ”

Speaking of this, Chen Ping'an stopped talking and said to the others: "Just go back to practice swords, if you want to listen to boxing gossip, you can stay." ”

As a result, only Cheng Chaolu remained.

Chen Ping'an asked the little fat man to sit down, lit a lamp on the table, and Cheng Chaolu whispered: "Master Cao, in fact, He Xiangting wants to practice boxing more than me, but he can't wipe his face......"

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, not letting Cheng Chaolu say more about it, and continued his previous words, "Punching to heaven and earth is to go out, and Wen Yang Fist is intended to be in the body, and it is to go inward, both of which are indispensable." ”

A little girl hurriedly walked and returned, knocked on the door gently, Cheng Chaolu hurriedly ran to open the door, it was Nalan Yumu, she bumped the little fat man with one elbow, and she closed the door, then sat aside, took out the pen and paper again, sat upright, and her eyes signaled that Lord Yinguan could continue to speak. Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Square inches are very precious, so it's best to carry them with you." ”

The little girl immediately copied it on paper.

Chen Ping'an was a little helpless, and didn't care about her, and said: "If you only practice your muscles and bones, and don't practice your divine will to warm your body, you will only cut off a person's spirit and spirit, the higher the realm, the heavier the punch, and every time it will hurt the soul and essence of the martial artist, it is easy to fall into the root of the disease, accumulate a lot of hidden dangers, and hurt the enemy every time You hurt the enemy by a thousand and lose eight hundred, how can it last for a long time?" Especially the ferocious fist road that often injures the enemy and kills him, once the martial artist has no way, it is like inviting evil spirits to the upper body, the gods are difficult to save, learn boxing to kill, and in the end he beats himself to death inexplicably. ”

"Therefore, in my hometown, there are two sayings of 'passing on medicine first, and there is no way to pass it on by relatives', and 'the poor learn martial arts and practice martial arts, and one person learns martial arts and consumes three generations of wealth', which are all old sayings that are widely spread in the rivers and lakes under the mountain, and of course it makes sense. ”

"Cheng Chaolu, if you really want to learn boxing, there is no problem, but you have to start from walking and standing piles, which is more boring and boring, if you feel that practicing boxing is boring one day, you don't have to be embarrassed, you are worried that you will be reprimanded by me, just concentrate on practicing swords. ”

Cheng Chaolu's eyes lit up when he heard this, his face turned red, and he said excitedly: "Master Cao, I will definitely practice boxing well, as long as I have a small half of Master Cao's boxing ability, I will be satisfied." ”

Nalan Yu shook his head and said to himself, "It's difficult." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Such as." ”

The little girl was very clever and immediately followed up with a word, "Deng." ”

The little fat man lamented, "God." ”

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing.

Then there was nothing to do all the way, the wind and waves were calm, the Caiyi ferry swept over the thousands of heavy waters and mountains on the land from the sea, but even if it overlooked from the ferry for a long time, there was still little smoke in the world, only the green mountains were not old, the green water flowed for a long time, and the birds and white clouds stayed together.

Eventually, one night, the ferry landed at the southernmost tip of Tongyezhou, where the Xianjia Ferry, rebuilt from the ruins, was the boundary of the old Yuzhou of a broken dynasty.

The old mountains and rivers of the old country, the city is deep in spring grass and trees.

As the ancient saying of the sages goes, Sijun does not see you, and you go down to Chongqing.

Chen Ping'an sat back at the table from the window and looked at the light on the table in a daze.

The common man has no eternal life, 36,000 days, and he should hold a candle every night.

There was a knock on the door, and the little girl outside the door was a little excited, saying Master Cao, we are here, we can get off the boat.

Chen Ping'an answered, stood up, continued to light up by the lamp, raised his hand, cast a spell, and put a hat on his head.

opened the door, walked off the ferry with the children, and looked back, Huang Lin seemed to be waiting for him to look back this time, and immediately smiled and hugged his fists to send him off, Chen Ping'an turned around and returned the salute with his fists.

After walking out of the road for a while, Chen Ping'an suddenly squatted down, stretched out his hand against the ground, and then gently grabbed a handful of soil, put it in his sleeve, and would take it back to his hometown.