The man who had been sleeping soundly in the depression of this rock cliff shook his sleeves casually, and the mountain stream water was like a snow-white bead falling into the water, and asked with a smile: "This son, the matter has come to this, how to say it?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I don't have much money, so I don't fight with you." ”

The man looked overjoyed, nodded and said, "Then I will accept your love." ”

The old fox of Xishan was not happy, poked the ground with a wooden stick, and then stretched out two forked fingers, which happened to point to Chen Ping'an and the ragged man respectively, "The old man said, whoever has money is my son-in-law, there is no affection to talk about! You young offspring wearing a hat, you are arrogant, I have tried to test your character three times and twice, and I have passed the test for you, and the matter has come to this, only there is no raw rice to cook mature rice, you should cherish it!"

"If my daughter follows you, most of her life will be without worrying about food and clothing, wearing gold and silver, maybe she will be more like a daughter than those female officials under Fan Yunluo in Greasy City. As for that beggar, who has been drinking the northwest wind here for several months, what kind of bird is it, the old man is like a mirror in his heart, the world is not as big as his breath, it will not be successful, my daughter, was born to enjoy a blessed life, and she can't endure hardship, and the old man will definitely not watch her baby girl jump into the fire pit!"

Chen Ping'an has opened his eyes, he has traveled all over the world over the years, he has seen mountain gods marry, fox charms to deceive scholars, and even seen city gods taking concubines, but he has really never seen such a random marriage.

The ragged man who was not good-looking said helplessly: "Old man, I have no money on me, and I don't have a single snowflake money, and my son-in-law can't lie to you." But before I came to this ghost valley, I really made a big deal, and I had to sell it at a discount with an arsenal of things close at hand, along with the fairy money and many magic weapons inside, but I was actually not poor. ”

The old fox was furious, knocked the ground several times with a wooden staff, and hissed with all his might: "Come to cheat me again! Get out of your mother, the old man has these dog's eyes, and he only recognizes money!"

Chen Ping'an took out a handful of snowflake money, "That's all I have fairy money on me." ”

The old fox of Xishan said sickly: "You baby talking, rounding around, clouds and fog, I can't tell if it's true or not, but it doesn't matter, it's better than that beggar." Son-in-law is you! In the future, we will rely on your son-in-law to spread out the branches and leaves of our Xishan Fox Clan, take advantage of your youth and strength, and make more efforts, by the way, my daughter, named Wei Taizhen, her maiden name, she also has a younger brother, Wei Gaowu, is an unadulterated, and when you enter a family, you will remember to take care of this brother-in-law in the future, and leave the outside of the Ghost Valley together in the future, and have the opportunity to help him marry seventeen or eighteen immortal women......"

But Chen Ping'an stretched out his hand to the man.

The man smiled knowingly: "These fairy money, borrow me, give it to me better, in this way, I will have money." ”

The old fox's eyes were dripping, could it be the helper invited by the beggar to join forces to kidnap his daughter?

The girl hiding behind the small green umbrella asked timidly: "Childe, I only ask one thing, have you ever seen a golden hairpin under the water?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said frankly: "I haven't seen it." ”

The girl sighed faintly, got up slowly, her posture was graceful, and she was still hidden in the blue umbrella with a low face, which was as cute and cute as the owner, with a hole the size of a stone, some bad scenery, the girl's voice was actually cold and clear, but there was a natural charm of fox, this is probably the natal power of the fox in the world, "Don't blame my father, just listen to it as a joke." ”

The girl tugged at the old fox's sleeve and said softly, "Dad, let's go." ”

The old man glanced at the young man wearing a hat on his head, and the more he looked at it, the more he looked like a liar, and snorted coldly, "The matter of marriage is not allowed to be played, let's go back and discuss it." ”

The old fox of Xishan and the girl holding the umbrella left in a hurry.

Due to the messy footsteps, the emerald green gourd tied to the wooden staff swayed.

As soon as the two old and young foxes left, silence quickly returned to the mountain stream.

The birds are extinct, the mountains and rivers are quiet, and there is actually a lifeless dead silence in the serenity.

Chen Ping'an put away the snowflake money into his sleeve.

The man smiled: "Count me Yang Chongxuan owing you half a favor." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head, "Don't be so polite. I'm just thinking that more is better than less. ”

The man didn't say anything more, probably because he was too hungry to have any strength, so he found a slightly flat stone cliff and lay down in a daze.

Chen Ping'an picked up his hat and stared at the light in the mountain stream like fireflies on a summer night.

Since I came to Baojing Mountain, of course, I still came by chance, magic weapons, although there is not much hope, but things are man-made, there is indeed a windfall of fortune that lies down in the world, but in the end it is very little, more or the number of ways to make money in the wild, swallows and mud, ants move, once you are lucky to meet the real cultivation opportunity, it is also a crisis and fortune coexist, you need to be cautious, maybe you have to fight for your life.

Just like the pair of Daoists of the Lower Five Realms who should have been in the Naiheguan Market now, until the Crow Ridge, they rummaged through and picked up, and there was a lot of hard work, but in fact, they couldn't earn a single snowflake money.

If you go further to Qinglu Town in the north, you may both fall, worthy of the identity of a Taoist couple, and really become a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks.

As for the name "Yang Chongxuan", Chen Ping'an went through it in his mind, without any memory, and there was no record in "Rest assured Collection", so he wrote it down for the time being.

It shouldn't be the Heroic Spirit City Lord who is like a god on this side of the Ghost Snake Valley, or a powerful Yin Spirit in White Cage City who doesn't listen to the tune.

It must be a strange man who came here to train.

As for cultivation, it should not be underestimated.

Because Chen Ping'an couldn't see his roots and depth at all.

Like the black-robed old man who walked through the archway together before, Shenhua was introverted, and the true spirit was deeply hidden, Chen Ping'an still guessed that it was an earth immortal sword cultivator who was at least in the Jindan realm.

Of course, it is more likely that Yang Chongxuan is simply a pseudonym.

For Pu Yu in White Cage City, Chen Ping'an's jealousy is more due to the fact that the other party's cultivation is too high.

But for some reason, this Yang Chongxuan brought Chen Ping'an more dangerous aura than Pu Yu.

This is definitely not because Yang Chongxuan's realm is higher than Pu Yu, who is at the peak of Yuanying.

Even if Chen Ping'an couldn't see through the depth of this person, he vaguely felt that Yang Chongxuan was still so "a little bit of meaning" compared to Pu Yu, who seemed to be one with heaven and earth.

The man who called himself Yang Chongxuan was lying on the other side, crossed Erlang's legs, and said with a smile: "If you are here for the greatest opportunity of Baojing Mountain, I advise you to forget it." After watching the water and looking for treasures, I also advise you to stop in moderation, and after watching for a long time, your soul will suddenly tremble at a certain moment, and your body will not help yourself, your mind will be uncertain, and your soul will leave your body, like water flowing into a mountain stream, and it will be difficult to take it back, and in this process, under the realm of earth immortals, you will only be unconscious. Tell you about these secret things of Baojing Mountain that quietly eat people's souls, and the half of the favor I owe you before will be paid off. ”

This mountain stream is a treasure mirror that fell to the ground, and it is a deliberate bluff statement in the "Rest assured Collection" of the Phi Ma Sect, not that those old antiques who dealt with the dead and the underworld weapon back then, worried that outsiders would rob the opportunity, but that this thing is difficult to find, not to mention, ordinary monks go into the mountains to hunt for treasures, and it is easy to deal with those birds and beasts under the water. The fate of the skeleton frame is the same, reduced to the essence of this mountain and water luck, not only that, the flow of earth immortals, half of the souls will also be detained in the water and cannot get out of trouble, and the remaining half of the souls will be transferred to reincarnation, even if they can be reincarnated and continue to be human, but for qi practitioners, the soul is incomplete, which is a big taboo.

"As for why I can practice here, I naturally came prepared. ”

Yang Chongxuan said half of the words, said too much, it is estimated that the other party was suspicious, he shook one leg and said lazily: "I am uncertain, I like to learn a little bit of everything, miscellaneous but not refined." ”

After hearing this, Chen Ping'an retracted his gaze and put on his hat again.

I plan to leave Baojing Mountain.

The natural and earthly treasures that came into being, the strange flowers and plants in the secret realm of the fairy mountain, have the way to get it, and take it with skill, both of which are indispensable, and they are extremely particular about the right time, place and people.

Who is in what place, what solar terms, in what way, and what secret treasures are used to carry, all of them are interlocking.

The high realm is far from enough to decide everything.

In addition to the ghosts of their own city, they also seconded more than 1,000 yin things around the three good cities, and then borrowed a group of Fu Lux specially used to open the peak and move the mountain with Pu Yu of the White Cage City, trying to directly move the Baojing Mountain and move the entire mountain to the Xianci City, but the manpower and material resources cost countless people, and in the end it was still a bamboo basket to draw water.

The elusiveness of the fortune of Baojing Mountain can be seen from this.

If you want to get the "right eye" of the picture of the celestial officials and goddesses of the mural city, you can probably only rely on your fate.

And if you want to take away that treasure mirror, you don't even know what you have to rely on, you don't know the Phi Ma Sect, and you don't know the Ghost Valley.

It's just that Chen Ping'an quickly changed his mind, so let's give it a try.

Some of the old ideas are ingrained and have to be changed.

You can't always feel like you can't take advantage of the extra opportunities.

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The old fox of Xishan walked down Baojing Mountain, holding a staff in one hand and twisting his beard in the other, sighing all the way.

The girl was a little absent-minded.

The old man suddenly asked: "Taizhen, why don't you marry the ghost handsome of Sandou City?" That yin thing, at all, is the number one fierce general under the command of the city lord of Sandou City, it is not like an ordinary yin thing, compared to those who are often bloody and mouthy, otherwise the skeleton is craggy and not half of the flesh, it is always neat and tidy, in our place, it is not too much to say that it is a handsome offspring. ”

The girl frowned.

The old man said helplessly: "Yes, the Yunyou Taoist said that your marriage, Ruyi Langjun, must be a person who can see the deep stream of golden hairpins, but how many years have passed, two hundred years, three hundred years......?

The girl was bored, gently twisted the small green umbrella with a hole in it, turned her head to look at the halfway side of Baojing Mountain, and murmured: "Dad, don't urge your daughter, wait a little longer, at most a hundred years, if you can't wait, your daughter will marry and marry." ”

The old man sighed, "Then you must marry a rich family, it's best not to be too ghostly, you must have filial piety, know how to be better to your father-in-law, in addition to the generous dowry, from time to time to honor and honor your father-in-law, and you, get married, don't really become the water that is spilled out, in the second half of my father's life, can I live a few days of comfortable life, but I count on you and my future son-in-law." ”

The girl hesitated for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Dad, as the ghost handsome man in Sandou City said, if his daughter marries him, the city lord of Sandou City can help your father build an ancestral temple in Baojing Mountain, and be the water god who eats incense and fire?"

The old man sneered and said: "I can't believe people's words, not to mention this kind of ghost words, the gods of the mountains and rivers in the Ghost Valley, how precious they are, don't you count them in your heart? There are so many city lords in the north and south, only a few? Although we are from such a background, plastic gold body, become a mountain god, that is never dare to hope, the rules of the Confucian saints, dead, who dares to rebel, but a water god, it is a bit of a spectrum, but unfortunately, my father knows his own catties, and he doesn't have that life." The little water magic on the fragment of my father's practice, secretly drinking some treasure mirror water luck, relying on stupid methods, little by little to increase cultivation, is already the extreme. ”

The girl smiled, "Dad, are you afraid that becoming a god will have to suffer the pain of 'forming a bone and frying the soul'?"

The old man is also thick-skinned, "That's nature, whether it's the living and the dead in the world, or us mountain spirits, we are all going to enjoy happiness when we go through this world." Why is it relatively simple to become a god in the dynasty, that is, there is a national fortune protection, merit is close to the body, and the spirits and ghosts become gods, why is it very dangerous, it is not far from the world, and it is impossible to save yin virtue, and the old man is crediting, Dad is in this ghost valley, and he has only seen a few living people in his life? There is a fart of yin virtue, not to mention that when you see one, you will be harmed to death, and you have deceived so many qi practitioners to go to the mountain stream to watch the water, causing them to lose their souls, Dad has been these hundreds of years, every time he arrives in Qingming, he will go around Baojing Mountain, and burn incense again and again, you should be fun? This is my father's heart, guilty. ”

The old man stomped his feet for no reason, and said angrily: "Girl, you look so smart, why don't those city lords look down on you? Otherwise, don't say that the sparrow has become a phoenix, and if you become the original wife of a certain city lord, you will be a favored concubine, and your father and your unpromising brother should also soar." Where do you need to nest in this Baojing Mountain, where birds don't, staring at each other with big eyes, eating and waiting for death? Let's just say that the big color embryo in Fan Lang City, who was still shouting to carry you to the big sedan chair Ming Media is marrying, why have you been pure and have few desires all these years, but you are no longer tempted?"

The girl looked a little innocent.

Whether others like themselves or not, can they force it?

She has very beautiful eyes.

The old fox sighed, the fox clan in Xishan is withering day by day, and there are few left.

I heard that there is a place in Aquarius where the fox clan is prosperous, but the old fox firmly believes that his daughter, even if she goes there, she must still be the best on the Yanjia side.

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On the white jade square at the entrance of the mansion of the city lord of the greasy city, it was as bright as a mirror, and the light could shine on people.

A girl clenched her hands into fists on her chest, her face furrowed and her mouth pouted, and she wanted to cry at the broken chariot.

It's a loss to grandma's house.

After escaping twice in a row, this greasy city lord had no luck, only sadness.

For the first time, she actually admits that her skills are not as good as people, this is a common thing in the Ghost Snake Valley, many city lords with infinite scenery in history, and now they are not as good as her, and they are not as good as cattle and horses in Bailong City and Xiangci City, and they are worse than chickens and dogs, and chickens and dogs dare to make a chirp and bark a few passers-by. Those big ghosts who have been city lords, do they dare now?

But the second time, it seemed that the clouds were light and light, and there was no blood at all, but it was the most worrying for Fan Yunluo.

The favor owed to the famous "White Bone Sword Immortal" in Ghost Valley has always been repaid.

No exceptions.

Fan Yunluo snorted, wiped her face, walked around the baby chariot, touched here and there, and felt distressed.

If you want to restore it as new, you don't have to ask for a little money. In the Valley of Ghosts, how difficult is it to earn some fresh fairy money without moving your family's wealth?

Fan Yunluo suddenly, she hit her forehead and banged.

She howled hard.

Seeing that the old woman who was lucky enough to return to the city alive became more and more weak. At that time, she was in Crow Ridge, she and those greasy city palace female ghosts scattered and fled, some of them were unlucky, the house leak happened to rain overnight, it was better to die under the sword of the young sword fairy, and the Jindan ghost thing was taken away with her subordinates, she hid quickly, and afterwards she also picked up a few greasy city female officials, which was a small compensatory, but now seeing the appearance of the city lord, the old woman was a little drumming in her heart, looking at the city lord's posture, should she take out her private money to repair this treasure?

For a while, the old woman had the idea of switching to another city.

In the Ghost Valley, the big fish eat the small fish, the small fish eat the shrimp, and the bottom shrimp can only eat mud.

Once there is a situation of losing troops and losing generals, the consequences are unimaginable, and it is easy to attract the covetousness of surrounding forces.

Here, as long as it is a fight, the most taboo stalemate, or killing a thousand enemies and self-inflicting eight hundred, because they are often taken advantage of by larger forces, and the two sides who fight to the death are not bothered to make wedding clothes for others. But once a certain city in the Ghost Valley decides to make a move, most of them are after weighing everything and eating the prey, so they often kill with one blow, and they are nine out of ten.

Although Fan Yunluo is a Jindan cultivator, but the greasy city still seems to be weak, so Fan Yunluo likes to play tricks the most, for example, she half-concealed and half-concealed to the outside world, she has a very good relationship with the Phi Ma Sect, and recognized a Phi Ma Sect's ancestral monk stationed in Qinglu Town as a righteous brother, but the old woman knows the roots, nonsense, if the other party is willing to nod this head, let alone a righteous brother who intersects with the same generation, it is to recognize as a godfather, or even an ancestor, Fan Yunluo is willing. Fortunately, the monk asked with all his heart, not asking about the world, in the Phi Ma Sect, like Yang Lin of the mural city, he was the pride of the heavens with great promise, and he was too lazy to worry about this little bit of pickling with the greasy city.

Their greasy city is the lowest force in the southern cities of the Ghost Valley, and the group of female ghosts brought to Crow Ridge are all henchmen who can fight under Fan Yunluo's hands, and this trip really hurts the foundation of the greasy city.

The White Lady has been seriously injured, less than Jiazi, long is a hundred years, can only lie half-dead in that pool, a little less combat power is nothing, this White Lady is not known for her combat power, but she is the concubine secretly raised by the city lord of Fan Lang City, this is a well-known fact in the south of the Ghost Valley, it is not a secret, and the wife of the city lord is not only a Taoist companion with the city lord, she is also really in charge, for the white lady This matter, Fan Lang City has always looked at the greasy city extremely unpleasant.

The old woman bowed her head slightly, her face was cloudy, and she thought that if she didn't do anything, why didn't she steal the central magic weapon of the Greasy City Protector Array, and vote for the lady in Fan Lang City?

As long as Fan Lang City eats the Greasy City, maybe the next City Lord of the Greasy City

There is hope that all positions are their own.

Ghost Valley, north and south large and small cities, a total of thirty-six, has always been the city lord of flowing water, the iron city, changed the city lord, but each according to their preferences, change a name.

This is an unwritten rule in the Valley of the Ghost Dragon, it is said that it came out of the White Bone Jingguan City, attacking the city, dumping each other, letting your victorious side cut the grass and eradicate the roots, how to eat it alive, torture and kill ghosts, it doesn't matter, but it is not allowed to wreak havoc, so that the city is destroyed into ruins, unless there is the foundation and capital, within ten years, rebuild a city on the ruins. Otherwise, as soon as ten years come, the fairies and ghosts of Jingguan City will lead the army south, and that is the real chicken and dog will not stay.

The old woman hesitated, although she was more inclined to betray Fan Yunluo, who was greasy and unpleasant, but she still had some difficulties, such a dirty thing of selling the lord to seek glory was still not very pleasing in the Ghost Valley after all, even if she changed the master's service, it would also crowd out the meritorious veteran and take the opportunity to make trouble.

The only hope is that Mrs. Fan Langcheng, because she is also a woman, will not care about these loyal and unfaithful.

Fan Yunluo suddenly stopped the crazy action, turned to the old woman, and said pitifully: "The person surnamed Pu in Bailong City, after saving me, said that there will be a next tribute this year, and he will have to be doubled." Mama Chang, how do you say this is good? We are so tired of the defeat of the remnants of the city, where can we find the magic weapon that can be on the table and enter the magic eye of the white cage city. ”

The old woman's heart trembled, and she said with a smile: "City Lord, this is a blessing in misfortune, and it is a good thing! Now that the City Lord Puda has opened the golden mouth, we will not have to worry about any thieves in the city for at least a hundred years." ”

Fan Yunluo's immature face was still covered with clouds, "But the greasy city can't make ends meet, and every time you have to empty your family, you have to hold on for a hundred years, and dying late is not death." ”

The old woman had to squeeze out a smile and comforted: "The city lord doesn't need to be discouraged, a hundred years of time, not long, not short, as long as it runs once or twice, our greasy city will be transformed into a first-class city in the south." At that time, the city lord will not say that he will look at the face of the incense temple city and the powder lang city, and he will not say that the city lord of Pu will rely on the city lord. ”

Fan Yunluo nodded.

She stretched out her fingers, wiped her face like a kitten, scratched the corners of her eyes, and wondered: "I'm so heartbroken, why don't I have a few tears, it's a little unusual." ”

The old woman was speechless.

Fan Yunluo waved her hand, put the chariot into her big sleeve, walked to the gate of the mansion, and shouted: "I'll go to a straw man and poke that bastard with a hat to death!"

The old woman followed behind, her mind racing.

Is the city lord's words beating himself? or are they unintentional?

Fan Yunluo's footsteps didn't stop, and she suddenly turned her head and asked, "By the way, what is that person's name?"

The old woman said embarrassedly: "The other party doesn't seem to have a self-registration number." ”

Fan Yunluo stopped, stunned, suddenly waved her sleeves, stomped her feet, and said sadly: "I can't tie the straw man I am best at." ”

The old woman was helpless.

In the boudoir in the city lord's mansion, how many little straw men are stacked, and which one works?

Fan Yunluo is already short in stature, with a big dress, walking between the mansions, it actually looks like a ...... A radish that can walk.

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On the side of the deep stream of Baojing Mountain, Chen Ping'an, who had made up his mind, used a lot of methods, such as taking out a fishing rod from Zizhu Island in Shujian Lake, and after looking at something under the water, he didn't dare to look at the water too much, and quickly closed his breath and condensed, and then threw the fish hook into the water, trying to hook up a few pairs of crystal white bones from the bottom of the water, or hooking the few broken magic weapons that emitted a faint golden light, and then dragged them out of the stream, but Chen Ping'an tried a few times, and was surprised to find that the scene at the bottom of the lake was like a mirage, a phantom, and the rod was lifted again and again, and it was empty.

Chen Ping'an still didn't believe in evil, and tried several methods, but he couldn't take anything out of the water. I think it may be that this deep stream gave birth to the aura of heaven and earth, forming a barrier similar to the landscape formation, and finally twisted out a barrier-breaking charm of yellow rune paper, so as to open the way, quickly threw it into the water, and then threw the rod to follow the path to break into the bottom of the water, but the talisman burned extremely fast in the gloomy water of the water transport, and still returned in vain.

Chen Ping'an squatted at the water's edge, feeling a little distressed about the barrier-breaking charm.

Yang Chongxuan lay on the snow-white stone cliff on the opposite bank, and said with a smile: "Don't talk about your fancy tricks, how many earth immortal monks have used magic weapons in history, and there are even monks who borrowed a priceless drinking bottle, which consumed spiritual energy and operated supernatural powers, drawing countless water from this stream, and the water in the drinking bottle is enough to drown a big city of the dynasty, but still never took out anything from this stream, a sale, and lost miserably, do you know the reason?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "I still hope that Yang Daoyou will solve his doubts." ”

When you travel and call friends, you will not make mistakes.

Yang Chongxuan folded his hands as pillows, basking in the sun, squinting at the sky, and said slowly: "Many mountains, like to let the female cultivators with the appearance of flowers and moons use the magic of the mirror flowers and water moon as a means of making money, the male monks in the world look at the bowl of water, in the water curtain, the fairies with all kinds of charms are close at hand, it seems to be within reach, but how far is the real distance? How long can your fishing line be, is there one hundred and eight thousand miles?"

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "I see." Looks like I'm thinking too much. ”

Yang Chongxuan said: "The strange treasures in the world, unless they are the kind that has just appeared, can barely be counted as having a share, as for this treasure mirror mountain, for thousands of years, it has been an old place that countless monks have walked through, there is no bit of luck, how can it be so easy to get in the bag, I have been here for so many years, it's just the same hard waiting, so you don't have to feel ashamed." At that time, I used all the more ridiculous methods, jumping directly into the deep stream, trying to get to the bottom, but it was easy to go down, difficult to return, and I swam for a full month, and almost didn't drown in it. ”

Chen Ping'an praised from the bottom of his heart: "Yang Dao is friendly and has a high level of cultivation. ”

Yang Chongxuan sighed, "Make do." The city lord of Jingguan City, it is said that he has been exploring the water for a year, but he has not been able to find the golden hairpin that is open to the mirror. Although this city lord is a dead thing and has taken a big advantage, even if I die as a ghost, I believe it will still last less than a year. ”

Chen Ping'an asked curiously: "This mountain stream water, after all, the yin qi is strong, outside the Ghost Snake Valley, find a suitable buyer, maybe a few catties of water, you can sell a snowflake money, the monk who borrowed the drinking bottle back then, stored so much mountain stream water in the bottle, why not make a big profit, but lose a lot?"

Yang Chongxuan said with a smile: "This water is away from the boundary of the Baojing Mountain, and the yin air flow is very fast, unless it is hidden in the square inch of the things that are close at hand, otherwise once the water of the mountain stream is stolen too much, to the outside, such as a flood bursting the embankment, the monk of the upper five realms was careless, after arriving at the Bone Beach, he took out the drinking bottle of the magic weapon rank from the nearby things, the drinking bottle with too much water storage, could not withstand the impact of the Yin Qi, and exploded on the spot, fortunately it was in the Bone Beach, not far from the swaying river, if it was elsewhere, this guy might have to be held accountable by the sage of the academy." ”

Yang Chongxuan said with a smile: "Ten catties of unrefined water transported mountain stream, it is not difficult to sell a snowflake in the Bone Beach, the premise is that you have to have square inches and close objects, and then there are one or two magic weapons similar to drinking bottles, the rank is not too high, high, easy to do bad things, too low, it will take up too much space." Under the earth immortals, they dare not come here to get water, as an earth immortal, where are these snowflakes rare. ”

Chen Ping'an took off the sword gourd, put it into the mountain stream, and drew water to fill the gourd.

After all, he is a half-baked qi practitioner who opened up the water house, and he paid for the gloomy tea of the swaying riverside tea stall, and he also had the consideration of making up for the water vapor.

However, before leaving the Ghost Valley, you can indeed go to Baojing Mountain again, the legendary drinking bottle is not extravagant, you can prepare some more bottles and cans, fill a few thousand catties of mountain stream water, and turn back to the Bone Beach to see if you can do a business with the tea stall shopkeeper, which is also a lot of income.

That Yang Chongxuan just glanced at the "vermilion wine jug" in Chen Ping'an's hand, slightly surprised, but not too concerned.

"Thank you for your words. ”

Chen Ping'an stood up, hugged his fists and said: "Since Baojing Mountain and I are destined to have no chance, Yang Daoyou, farewell." ”

Yang Chongxuan sat up and seemed surprised, "This is leaving?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and put on his hat.

Yang Chongxuan lay back on the stone cliff and began to close his eyes to recuperate, and after a while, he opened his eyes, "Are you really gone?" Should you say that you acted decisively, or did you not have any patience?"

The previous man put away the bamboo pole, clearly using a square inch, and did not deliberately cover it up.

Just like he generously stretched out his feet into the water, it was actually a small gesture of goodwill.

In this Beiju Luzhou, if you want to fight less, you have to learn to show some of your family background.

Otherwise, there are a lot of ants with little ability and a small temper, you crush each other to death with your toes, but they are still scolding and scolding over there until they die, spraying you with a mouthful of spittle, dying without repentance, killing people and not being able to eat, this kind of thing has happened a lot, "Yang Chongxuan" feels more and more greasy and crooked, it is really boring, so he gradually changed his temperament and became more and more "kind to others", for example, the old fox in Xishan gave birth to such a stinky mouth, and replaced it with his previous self, the old fox should have died 80 times if he did not die a hundred times.

After the young ranger left Baojing Mountain, Yang Chongxuan was also in a slightly better mood.

The other party has a sentence that really speaks to his heart.

Let a sleeping dog lie.

What's more, now is a critical period for Yang Chongxuan to gain opportunities.

He sat up, narrowed his eyes, and stared at the deep stream that seemed to be visible at a glance.

This treasure mirror, the speculation on the "Rest assured Collection" is wrong, it is not a mirror of light at all, it is definitely not a treasure mirror for demons and spirits, but a long-lost Three Mountains and Nine Marquis Realm.

It's a half-immortal soldier.

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Chen Ping'an has stayed away from Baojing Mountain.

In order to take this trip to Baojing Mountain, Chen Ping'an has deviated a lot from the route of Qinglu Town.

It seems that this kind of thing is really not suitable for me.

If it is replaced by Lu Tai, or Li Huai, it is difficult to say.

After leaving Baojing Mountain, Chen Ping'an still chose the mountains and mountains, and gradually moved closer to Qinglu Town, the Jindan Yin Spirit and the ghosts under his command did not show up for a long time, which is also reasonable, after all, he was in the battle of Crow Ridge, some chased and killed, and did not deliberately hide his strength, and the greasy city side led by Fan Yunluo, Jin Dan, was simply defeated, and I believe that the "horse thieves" who have been able to wander in the Ghost Valley for many years will not take the initiative to touch the mold.

On the way to the north, the mountains and rivers are unobstructed, and many ghosts and spirits that may cause the death of a monk of the Middle Five Realms are mostly cautious, and they retract back into the mountain forest nest after glancing at Chen Ping'an from a distance.

For example, the giant python and spider spirit on the chain bridge, for the pair of Taoist couples, maybe they only need to take a look, and they don't need to risk crossing the bridge, it will be a fatal disaster.

At dusk that day, Chen Ping'an rested in a peach grove.

The peach forest is naturally weird, how can there be a reason that the peach blossoms are still blooming in winter.

It's just that Chen Ping'an traveled through the Ghost Valley with a negative sword, and what he was afraid of was not strange, but that there were no weirdness.

Before, outside the peach forest, there was erected a two stone tablets of different heights, like a pair of neighbors who were angry, and they were carved with the big moon full temple and the small Xuandu view.

If it weren't for the small word before "Xuandu Guan", Chen Ping'an would not have entered the peach forest if he was killed.

Because that real Xuandu Temple is an important place in the world of immortals who dare to disobey the discipline of the three masters.

It is rumored that after the second child became the head of the first line, the only time he used the fairy sword in his own world was in the Xuandu Temple.

Although it is determined that the small Xuandu Temple written on the stele is by no means the holy place of Daomen that is so famous that the world is like thunder, but before Chen Ping'an entered the forest, he still stepped on the flying sword on the fifteenth day of the first month, and took it into the air to overlook, and found that this vast peach forest, which covers an area of no less than 1,000 acres, should not have any temple and Taoist buildings.

In this peach forest, there is no record of the "Reassuring Collection" of the Phi Ma Sect.

Presumably, there are no fierce ghosts and demons.

Chen Ping'an found that there was no half of the peach tree withered branches around, and there was only exaggerated shade on the top of his head, and the peach blossoms were fragrant, which was no longer pleasant.

Chen Ping'an took off the hat, sat cross-legged, twisted out a yang qi lantern talisman from his sleeves and two fingers, and gently rubbed it, the talisman burned slowly, which was no different from the burning speed on the road side of the Ghost Snake Valley. It's just that the fragrance of this peach forest is a bit excessive. Chen Ping'an let go of his fingers, bent down and put the rune paper in front of him, and then began to practice the sword furnace pile, running that breath of pure true qi, like a fire dragon swimming around the qi, just to prevent the aroma from invading the body, but don't overturn in the gutter.

Underground, there was a burst of female laughter like silver bells.

Chen Ping's placement fell on deaf ears.

The laughter gradually stopped, and changed to charming words, "This handsome little Langjun, enter my pink tent, smell my hair, and be blessed, if I were you, I would never leave, just stay here, for the rest of my life." ”

Chen Ping'an opened his eyes and looked intently, a layer of mist rippled on the ground, but it did not rise, only dangling below a foot of height.

Chen Ping'an was a little surprised, "Why did the Phi Ma Sect deliberately ignore the existence of your peach charm?"

The whole peach forest began to sway slowly, like a beautiful woman in a pink skirt dancing there.

It's like this peach forest, it's really her hair.

Chen Ping'an found the scene in his field of vision and began to shake slightly.

She didn't know where to hide underground, she couldn't stop laughing, and her seductive voice showed through the ground, "Of course the monks of the Phi Ma Sect are afraid of me, what else can I do? Xiao Langjun looks so handsome, but he is a little stupid, otherwise he is really a perfect match." ”

After a while, she suddenly restrained her smile and asked, "Huh, how can you not move your body and mind? Is it a monk who has not shaved his head? A stinky bull's nose that does not wear a robe?"

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "If I pretend to be a ghost again, I will cut down all the peach trees, and I will practice swords and make you a nun." ”

She didn't laugh angrily, and said happily: "Okay, okay, the concubine is waiting for Xiao Langjun's immortal swordsmanship." ”

Chen Ping'an raised his eyes and looked.

A hand-held dusty Taoist boy shrank into inches, swept over, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his true qi was dripping, and he couldn't hide the spiritual overflow.

It turned out to be a master of the world who was about to become a Jindan Earth Immortal.

Dao Tong's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Chen Ping'an, "This is the cultivation place where the master and the Taoist friends are adjacent to each other, and it has been a recognized paradise in the Ghost Snake Valley for thousands of years. Get out of here!"

The peach charm was obviously very in awe of this little Taoist child, and just muttered words, slightly resentful, "What kind of paradise, but I used the magic power of the immortal family to forcibly detain me here, so as to protect the remnants of the Taoist temple from leaking out." ”

"Presumptuous!"

Xiao Daotong's face was fierce, and with a wave of dust, there was a thunder light as thick as an arm that instantly exploded into the ground, and the peach charm wailed in the depths of the ground, and the peach blossoms on the ground fell in a swoop.

Chen Ping'an was a little clear.

In the Ghost Valley, there will definitely be some Dao masters who are not afraid of the yin and evil qi to take root here, and in turn, they will rely on the abundant yin qi that fills the heavens and the earth, just to use this to strengthen the path.

Xiao Daotong still didn't understand his hatred, and then he swirled in the dust, thunder and lightning, intertwined a fairy fishing net, which sank into the ground, and suddenly a rumbling sound sounded underground, "If it weren't for my master's kindness, how could you, a little peach charm who can only do some tricks, be able to gain a foothold in the Ghost Snake Valley......?

The peach charm pleaded, begging for the extrajudicial mercy of the little Taoist boy who made a sharp move.

The more Xiao Daotong spoke, the more annoyed he became, and the dust moved again, but he actually provoked a vision from the height of the sea of clouds, and he was about to rain down a secret heavenly thunder of the sect to teach the peach charm a lesson.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to speak: "Little Daoist is angry, I will leave the peach forest." ”

A dark cloud left the sea of clouds and slowly sank alone, thunder and lightning shuttled, and the momentum was amazing.

Xiao Daotong sneered: "If it weren't for our cultivation in this peach forest, you would have broken into this place by mistake, and you would have given this peach charm who is good at innate charm to absorb the essence of yang energy, and I don't know what to do, and I will abuse my pity, Master is right, you ordinary masters who are soaked in red dust every day outside......"

Chen Ping'an retreated with one foot, and quickly handed out a punch to the high place of the sea of clouds, and scattered the thunderclouds that were ready to go in the form of cloud steaming Daze, and the qi was scattered in all directions, like a mountain wind surging, affecting the peach forest on the ground, and the bright red peach blossoms were even more like rain.

Xiao Daotong frowned and was silent.

I'm not afraid, it's just a little unexpected.

Such a young little martial arts master, looking at the atmosphere of his fist, it is condensed and magnificent, although it is not yet in the golden realm, but it is not far behind.

However, Xiao Daotong himself had forgotten that he was not such a "young" Longmen Realm monk.

Although it was because he entered the cave realm too early, when

At that time, he was young and ignorant, and felt that his body was just a stinky skin, since it would not hinder his cultivation in the future, then it would not "grow" or be bad, and his appearance would be fixed from then on.

How should you let the body grow to the appearance of a man and a crown and then "stop".

So every time he sneaked out to relax, Fan Yunluo, who looked like a girl several times, was very irritable, and the old monk had to add fuel to the fire, ridiculing him and Fan Yunluo as a golden boy and girl.

After Chen Ping'an put away his fist, he said with a smile: "What you said is right, but reasoning, if it is really for the other party to listen, rather than just seeking one's own peace of mind, then the mentality and tone are also very important, and it is not a bad thing to be calm and kind." ”

The peach charm, who was almost frightened, hurriedly echoed: "Reasonable, reasonable, this should be heard." ”

Xiao Daotong held the snow-white tail with the handle of the white bone of the Heroic Spirit in his arm, and hesitated.

If you don't agree with each other, you will fight and kill, this is not what Xiaoxuandu Guandao people should do.

But since the other party is a martial artist who has come to the Ghost Valley to train, there is nothing wrong with the two sides having a fight, right? Master won't blame, right?

At this moment, a gold-armored wrestler strode over, looked at the back of Xiao Daotong, and said in a deep voice: "Xu Zhu, Zhenjun invited this son to go to the Guannei to talk about it." ”

Xiaodao Tong said angrily: "How can this guy be able to enter our Xiaoxuandu Temple?!"

Jin Jia Lux turned a blind eye to Xiao Daotong's anger, and had already turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an, who had just put on a hat, "This son, my family is really invited, if you are not in a hurry, you can go to our Xiaoxuandu to watch and drink a cup of thousand-year-old peach berry tea." ”

Chen Ping'an clenched his fists and refused politely: "I strayed into the peach forest, and I have already disturbed the Qing cultivation of your family's true monarch, so I really don't dare to go to your temple to disturb me, so I left." ”

Jin Jia Lux nodded, "In this case, it is inconvenient for me to keep it, if I want to enter the temple to drink tea in the future, just come here to order Tao Mei and let it lead the way." ”

Chen Ping'an turned around and left the peach forest.

Xiao Daotong named Xu Zhu snorted coldly: "It's better to go, save a cup of peach berry tea that Pu bones have only drunk three times!"

Tao Mei flattered under the ground: "It's miles and miles, this person is so good-eyed, and he has missed the great fortune." The next time I come to Taolin, I will hide and never see him again. ”

Xu Zhu said angrily: "Master's decree, you dare to play child's play?!"

Taomei immediately begged for mercy: "Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare." ”

In a quaint Taoist temple planted with peach trees, an old Taoist with crane hair and a childish face is sitting opposite a thin old monk, who is skinny as wood, but wearing an unusually wide robe.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "How about this punch?"

The old monk said slowly: "It is easy to break if it is too rigid. ”

The old Taoist glanced at the cup of tea on the table, and asked, "Do you think you need to keep this cup of peach berry tea?" Do you think the young man will return to the peach grove and come here to drink it all?"

The old monk's expression was wooden, "If you say too much, you will lose." ”

The old Taoist did not wear a Taoist crown, he was only tied with a free scarf, and the Taoist robe on his body was old and ordinary, and there was no fairy style.

He sighed softly, "The three goddesses of the mural city have walked out of the picture scroll, each with its own master. There are also monks from the Five Realms on other continents and Naga Xiaoliang who jointly broke into the Ghost Valley and went to Jingguan City, and Yang Chongxuan still had signs of seizing the fortune. If Pu Yu tosses a little more movement and provokes Zhu Quan to take action in person, this ghost valley will be completely messed up into a pot of porridge, and our only remaining paradise may have nothing to do with purity. ”

The old monk nodded and said, "True Monarch has foresight." ”

When he heard the word Puyu, the old monk recited silently in his heart, and the Buddha sang.

The old Taoist had actually noticed that the other party's state of mind was abnormal, but the two sides knew each other, so there was no need to say more.

The old Taoist raised his eyes and said, "You said that for us cultivators, even the boundaries between life and death are blurred, so where is heaven and earth, is not a cage? ”

The old monk pondered for a moment, lowered his head and folded his head, revealing a pair of dry but golden palms, "The poor monk Dharma, still can't support this robe, how can I see the Buddha, how can I ask this eternal question." ”

The old monk got up slowly, folded his hands, and bowed.

The old Taoist doesn't pay attention to red tape with this old friend, and just nods.

The old monk stepped out, and his body disappeared, and returned to the big round moon temple, which is exactly the same as the small Xuandu view, which is the immortal mansion of the small world in the peach forest.

In the temple, the Sanskrit sound is lingering, there are old monks sitting on the futon and sitting still, there are monks bowing their heads in the corridor and walking slowly, and there are small novices sweeping the floor diligently under the trees.

The withered old monk stood in place, and in his field of vision, those monks were actually just white bones.

Bypassing the cloud-filled hall of the Golden Buddha, the old monk folded his hands and looked pious, and walked forward silently.

Next to the old monk who is almost complete with the golden body of Arhat, one after another, there is a monk who is similar to his eyebrows and eyes but has a huge age difference, wearing different robes, appearing out of thin air, a total of four, each with a question, but the old monk just turned a blind eye, heard but did not hear, just moved forward.

A young monk looked sorry and said, "Why don't you drink that cup of peach berry tea? If you drink it, you can save a few years of cultivation! Closer to the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom in the West, even if it is half a step." ”

A middle-aged monk was furious and shouted at the old monk like thunder: "What kind of Dharma are you cultivating? There are so many ghosts and ghosts in the Ghost Valley, why don't you go over!"

A monk dressed in a gorgeous robe, with a proud expression, squinted at the old monk and sneered: "Such ascetic cultivation is not the Fa-rectification. ”

An old monk whose age and appearance were closest to the old monk asked softly, "Are you me?"

The last slender young monk, with his back to the old monk who always walked firmly and slowly, looked at a bamboo and wood fence full of peach blossoms, and said obsessively: "The peach blossoms are smiling out of the fence, and they seem to be the most affectionate before they open." ”

The old monk's figure was sluggish, but he quickly strode forward, and after a while, he resumed his usual steps.

If you don't look up, ordinary people will only feel the sun shining when they enter this temple.

In fact, as soon as you look up, you will see a round of the moon hanging in the air.

In the Xiaoxuandu Temple, the old Taoist came to a towering peach tree, squatted down, twisted out some soil with his fingers, and gently rubbed it.

The soil at the fingertips of the old Taoist is the 10,000-year-old soil that the monks on the mountain dream of, and it is as heavy as gold and iron.

The old Taoist was silent.

In fact, the soil also has a year, and it is also divided into "birth, old age, sickness and death". The world is as unmoving, but not entirely. In the final analysis, it is still a common person who has a long life, limited time, and a vague vision, which is neither real nor long-term. Therefore, Buddhism has clouds, a bowl of water in the Buddha's view, and 48,000 insects, and the old monk of the Great Yuanyue Temple took this as a meditation method, but he saw it bigger, which was to admire the moon.

As for the old Taoist priest, he watched more quietly, watching the changes of these dead things over the years.

The Taoist temple is next to each other, and the old monk has been saying that his own law has been for thousands of years, but he still hasn't been able to compete for a high or low.

Now it depends on whether he becomes a heavenly monarch first, or an old monk who proves a bodhisattva first.

Xiaodao boy Xu Zhu came to the master's side tremblingly, and found that the master was pondering, so Xu Zhu was silent.

The old Taoist didn't turn his head, and asked with a smile: "In the view, not only did he fail to shake his majesty, but he also taught a young martial artist a lesson, do you think what he said is reasonable?"

Xiao Daotong held the dust in his hand and said sullenly: "It makes sense, what does it have to do with me." ”

The old Taoist nodded, threw away the soil, gently smoothed it with his palm as white as jade, stood up, and said: "All spiritual beings, as well as sentient beings, will gradually ascend, and they will understand the ruthlessness of the Great Dao more and more. If you can learn from the dragon and tiger mountain Taoist to kill demons and demons, do good deeds every day, and accumulate merits, it is not bad, but you can follow me to learn the ruthless method, and ask for truth, it is better. ”

The old Taoist smiled, "The ruthless method is not to teach you to act tyrannically and kill innocents indiscriminately, but to look at the four seasons of age, heaven and earth are constant." ”

Xiao Daotong solemnly gave the master a look.

The old Taoist turned his head to look in the direction of the Great Yuanyue Temple, and said softly: "Greed, hatred, ignorance, and suspicion, if the five poisons are not eliminated and blindly immersed in penance, then after all, it is not Fa-rectification meditation, but evil determination. ”

The old Taoist looked at the north beyond the peach forest again, "Xu Zhu, if you can't realize the Great Dao for the time being, you might as well try it and choose to be a good person in the eyes of the world, just remember that doing good in the world has little to do with the good or bad that this world gives back to you." Different paths lead to the same end, and this is also the method of ruthlessness...... One of them is the Tao of nature. ”

Xiao Daotong shook his head and said, "You can't be that kind of good person." ”

The veteran was noncommittal.

Xiao Daotong asked cautiously: "Master, is the real Xuandu View also like spring all year round and peach blossoms blooming like this?"

The old Taoist smiled: "Then you shouldn't stay in this vast world, go to the Qingyin world where the Taoist family is the master, and see with your own eyes to know the truth and falsehood." If you really have this intention, go back to the master and let this peach charm carry the mountain away, after leaving this ghost valley, you can first go to the young sect master surnamed He to practice, and then find an opportunity to go to the green world and visit the Xuandu Temple, the opportunity will naturally be greater. ”

Xiao Daotong shook his head vigorously and said, "Don't go, don't go! Wherever Master cultivates, I will practice wherever I am." ”

The old Taoist patted the little Taoist on the head.

Xiao Daotong smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The old Taoist suddenly sighed: "I just remembered, I haven't drunk a bowl of gloomy tea with a swaying river for a long time." After a thousand years, the taste will only be more mellow. ”

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The twilight was gloomy, and it was not too far from Qinglu Town, two hundred miles away, and Chen Ping'an passed by a green lake.

Earlier, on the mountain in the distance, seeing a bonfire lit here, Chen Ping'an rushed over, if he met a yin spirit traveling at night, he could kill it to sell it for money.

This trip to the Ghost Valley did not have much experience, but there was only a fight in Crow Ridge, and it was just a punch in the peach forest, but the money was not small.

Not to mention the snowflake robe of the white lady of the greasy city, there are more than a dozen valuable white bones, as for what kind of price the latter can sell, it is difficult to say.

As for the water of the deep stream of Baojing Mountain, although it is not valuable, it can save Chen Ping'an some small troubles, before drinking two catties of mountain stream water in one go, and then breathing and breathing, immersed in the mind, the method of internal view, the mind entered the water mansion, and the green-clothed boys in the water mansion were quite happy.

What I saw by the lake, it was a little surprising that it was a handsome young man dressed in mud gold, with two servants, who should be planning to rest by the lake for the night.

Chen Ping'an calculated the leg strength and route, the other party should have been to Lanmu Town, and after the tour, he went straight to Qinglu Town along the "official road" again, so he met with himself who was going around.

Then this inconspicuous small lake should be the copper green lake on the "Rest assured collection", here and the nearby Tongguan Mountain, are pairs of mountains and rivers like Taoist couples.

There are two kinds of fish in the copper green lake, which are very prestigious, but it is not easy to fish, and there are many rules.

There is a kind of silverfish with golden scales in the lake, there are wings, the sound is like a mandarin duck, extremely precious and rare, it is rare to meet in a hundred years, the legend is that the silverfish are all in pairs, as long as one of them is obtained, after catching ashore, the other silverfish will go ashore by itself, enter the fish cage. A pair of palm-sized silverfish, full of treasures, can be sold for two Gu Yu money, and it is rumored that they can be eaten without being entangled by any nightmares in the world.

In addition, it is the silver carp, this silver carp is very large, known as a pound a year, after a hundred years, this fish has great strength in the water, not like a silverfish, the silver carp is not unique to this lake, it is praised as a small lake Jiao by the monks, the flesh and blood scales are not strange, there is only one wonderful, that is, the silver carp belonging to the side branch of the descendants of the dragon, after surviving for a hundred years, there will be two dragon's whiskers, more than an inch long, and then every three hundred years, the beard is one inch long, if it can grow into a foot-long dragon's beard, it is a real treasure of heaven and earth. Refining the demon rope and dust, adding this thing, is the icing on the cake, and the magic is endless.

It's just that Chen Ping'an broke through the Jiaolong Ditch and went to the Inverted Hanging Mountain, knowing that there are still Taoists in the world, and with the genuine Jiaolong beard, he created a complete half-immortal soldier whisker.

Therefore, for the silverfish and silver carp that are extremely difficult to encounter in Tonglu Lake, Chen Ping'an does not have too much covetousness.

Because it's too time-consuming.

All the capture records in the "Rest of the Assured Collection" took the monk an extremely long time, often several months or even half a year, during which he also had to fight with two kinds of immortal fish, and often missed.

Compared with Tonglu Lake, Chen Ping'an still has more hope for Tongguan Mountain, where there are impure mountain moving apes and mountain dogs.

After Chen Ping'an appeared, the young man looked calm.

The female warrior of the Six Realms, who carried a bow and a sword, shifted her position, blocking between her master and the uninvited guest.

The old man in the black robe was always expressionless, holding an apricot yellow porcelain wine jug in one hand and a large piece of sauce meat in the other, chewing and swallowing slowly.

Chen Ping'an picked up dead branches in the distance and lit a bonfire.

The three masters and servants obviously came to the copper green lake, and after the black-robed old man ate the wine and meat, he took out the verdant and crystalline green bamboo from the square inch, and then pieced together an extremely long fishing rod, the fishing line was as slender as a hair, and the golden hook was as big as the palm of his hand. The boy was not idle, rolled up his cuffs, squatted at the water's edge, prepared the bait for the nest, rubbed vigorously in a wooden basin, added a spoonful of lake water from time to time, and took out a porcelain bottle, and poured in a few drops of vermilion water with a very strong fishy smell.

Chen Ping'an already likes fishing, so he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

The woman whispered beside the young man.

The young man raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said a few words.

The woman got up and walked towards Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an got up and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snoop." ”

The woman's expression was indifferent, but the wording was quite gentle, "It's okay to look at it." However, my young master said, fishing silver carp, it is more taboo to make a noise on the shore, the slightest movement, the silver carp will hear the sound far away, so after half an hour after the nest, when we throw the rod, we may need to extinguish the bonfire, and we can't move around casually. If Childe feels constrained, he can rest far from the shore. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, extinguished the bonfire, and simply went to a distance, sitting on a big tree, with his hands in his sleeves, watching the night fishing of the three of them from a distance.

During this period, the young man saw that Chen Ping'an had directly extinguished the bonfire, turned his head and smiled apologetically, and Chen Ping'an also smiled and nodded in greeting.

The woman returned to the boy and breathed a sigh of relief.

The young man smiled and said, "Sister Fan, if I go down to the nest in this pot, this copper green lake is really going to rise by a foot." ”

The woman smiled helplessly.

Fishing for exotic fish in the Daze Giant Lake, nesting, indispensable, and very expensive fairy money, the rarer the fish, the more you need anglers to spend a lot of money, their own young master is never stingy, so the same people in the mountain, word of mouth, the young master has the nickname of Yuan Yichi.

Although Chen Ping'an was far away, he could see that the young man who was full of wealth and nobility had invested a lot of money just by making a nest.

It's not a matter of a few snowflakes, maybe one or two small summer coins are available.

After the nest, the three began to wait quietly.

Chen Ping'an took off the sword cultivation gourd, drank a sip of mountain stream water, and began to close his eyes to recuperate.

When the black-robed old man began to throw the rod, Chen Ping'an opened his eyes.

Whistling into the wind.

The fishing line casts a huge arc and plummets far into the middle of the lake.

The night was long.

Night fishing for big fish and huge things, in addition to skills, depends on patience.

The boy sat on a small stool, his hands on his cheeks, and yawned.

The woman was still standing behind the young man, guarding against the young ranger wearing a hat in the distance, traveling down the mountain, harming people, and guarding against people.

Two hours later, the boy had begun to doze off.

The black-robed old man gently lifted the rod several times to scatter the bait, and then continued to cast the rod, with excellent patience.

The female martial artist didn't move.

Chen Ping'an leaned against the trunk of the tree and looked up at the night sky.

The bright moon rises out of the mountains, and the sea of clouds is vast.

There are thousands of mountains and rivers in the world, and there is only one moon.

Chen Ping'an was stunned.

I heard that there are many immortal pictures written by immortals on the mountain, and on a picture scroll, there will be the rising and setting of the sun, the alternation of the four seasons, and the flowers blooming.

How can heaven and earth be so big, and how can people be so small?

Why does a person feel lonely when he grows up?

Chen Ping'an gently pressed down the hat to cover his face.

Miss Ning, I'm fine, are you okay?

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