Sword of Coming

It turned out that she was here to find that kid who was a businessman. It would be a waste of talent not to be a business boy.

The Qingniu Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, so he just said, just steal a watermelon, so he won't be struck by lightning.

The old Taoist threw away the watermelon that was gnawed by a dog in his hand. From his calm expression, to the sudden realization, to the unexpected joy on his face, he was so fluent, there was no trace of affectation, "Girl, you mean that fellow Daoist Chen, he is a poor man. A close friend who has been close to each other at first sight, a long-forgotten friendship, a friendship that is solid, even though it was an accidental meeting, but very close, otherwise Chen Daoyou would not have given this sword to Pindao for safekeeping, and traveled together to this useless city, so as to help him open the way."

On this small path in the village of Baiyan City, a sword cultivator who cut through the Ascension Realm banned by night ships with a single sword, carried a sword box with two swords inside the box, and the woman held a long sword for night travel.

It was Ning Yao who ascended to Haoran from the fifth world.

First she broke through the realm, beheaded an ancient god with her sword, and accumulated a lot of merit. Then she opened the sky with her sword, soared into the distance, and followed the clue of the Taibai sword tip, one of the four immortal swords, and finally found this for her. An odd ferry.

It's just that I didn't expect to see that guy, but met an old Taoist priest riding a bull with a sword hanging from his horn.

Subconsciously, Ning Yao thought he was trapped on the side of the ferry. It's just that she thought about it, the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the Wild World couldn't trap him, how could he be detained by a ferry boat pretending to be a ghost? Where is that guy not a duck to water? It's just that she has never seen him with her own eyes, so she is still a little worried.

Ning Yao frowned and said, "This is Wuyou City? Then where is he?"

If that guy travels to visit immortals on this ferry, who does he meet, and what kind of difficult situation does he encounter, so he needs to hand over a saber to others? Or is it that he is back to his old job, and he is plotting against someone while being a burden? Over the Feisheng Jingquan mansion, there is only a portrait of the patriarch hanging up in these years.

The old Taoist's face changed again, without hesitation, he said righteously: "You little girl, I don't care who you are, what family background you have, what kind of backing you are, what's the matter, you want to seek revenge with Chen Daoyou, you want to ask the sword One match? Then don’t blame Pindao for relying on his age...help Chen Daoyou take over this problem!”

Never mentioning sword immortals or ascending realms. It's just that I can't see it because my eyesight is not good.

Ning Yao asked with a smile: "Senior, can you really take over Liangzi?"

That guy has already returned to Haoran Tianxia. It would be fine if he was in his hometown of Aquarius Continent, but now he seems to be wandering around Beiju Luzhou. Why, is he free?

No matter how complex the old man's face changed, he didn't need to judge the situation, so he changed the subject again and said sincerely: "The grievances and grievances of the mortal world of you young people, after all, the poor Taoist is a foreigner, so it is not easy to get involved. Rong Poor Dao Yilao is selling old things, and here is a kind advice to the girl, if there is a misunderstanding with that little fellow Daoist Chen of Pindao, it will be fine if the two sides talk about it. The good marriage in the world should not be delayed by "unspoken" .”

Ning Yao smiled, and he was indeed a fellow of that guy.

The old Taoist's eyesight was sharp, and he immediately felt relieved that he was indeed the young couple's Taoist couple on the mountain. Chen Xiaodao is friendly and blessed!

On the ferry, these monks who were able to open up a unique cave, the so-called soaring and walking, can be true or false. In the final analysis, it is still a borrowed word, and if there is a borrow, there will be repayment. Fair business. But I am most afraid of breaking all spells with one sword, especially the sword cultivator who can break the restrictions of heaven and earth. The female fairy Cong Qian almost fell on the side of the ferry. Use the sword to clear the way and forcefully leave, otherwise Cong Qian will most likely capsize in the gutter.

Generally speaking, sword cultivators in the Immortal Realm can come and go freely on the night boat, but if they want to play wild on the ferry, they still can't do it. Because the ferry boat is still holding a sword fairy in the fairyland, the end is not good, and now he is still working as a waiter in the shop running errands in the city of Benmo. It's also fortunate that the sword fairy's heart is not so big, and he has not lost his mind after living under the fence for more than a thousand years.

Moreover, this ferry boat does not welcome the most stubborn sword cultivator in the world. Apart from his vigorous sword energy and fierce swordsmanship, which makes people jealous, his knowledge is often shallow, which is of little benefit to the ferry boat. It may not even be as good as a monk from the lower five realms of various schools of thought.

"Young fellow Daoist Chen is now in Entry City."

The old Taoist stroked his beard and smiled: "It's just this little girl, you're not a fool. With your swordsmanship, it's not difficult to board and disembark, but it's really difficult to go from door to door among the cities on the ferry. It's not easy, it's extremely difficult, it's like facing a master of the Ascension Realm, and you can only fall into a situation where the right time and place are lost. Instead of opening the way with a sword and bumping around, it's better to let Chen Xiaodao Friends will take the initiative to find you."

As long as that kid comes to Baiyan City, it means that he has taken back the long sword himself, and a deal will be considered a settlement.

What's more, the female cultivator in the Ascension Realm in front of me, seeing that the journey was not easy and dusty, had a somewhat exhausted expression that could not be concealed.

It was her eyes that made people dare not look directly at her.

As expected of the most difficult sword cultivator on the mountain, he was full of momentum and showed his sharpness.

On the other hand, fellow Daoist Chen, when talking to people, has a pleasant face, and when looking at people, his eyes are soft, which seems to be the exact opposite of this female sword fairy.

Probably because of this Ascension-level Sword Cultivator, the old Taoist felt more and more that he got along with that fellow Daoist Chen like a spring breeze, and just after parting, it was very nostalgic.

Ning Yao looked around, "I'll wait for him here."

Within half an hour, if she still doesn't come, she will go find him.

It wasn't that she didn't have the confidence to find him, but she didn't feel tired after crossing countless mountains and rivers across the two worlds, but when she got really close to him, Ning Yao wanted to stop.

It's just the first sentence after meeting, what should she say?

Ning Yao frowned unknowingly.

The old Taoist, who was either walking or not walking, was riding on the back of the bull, seemingly calm and composed, but in fact he was very flustered, especially when the woman frowned, she became even more anxious. The old Taoist glanced at the watermelon blooming on the ground, feeling a little regretful, he would have known better if he didn't throw it away, and now he can still eat it to relieve his boredom.

It's not that Taoist Qingniu is timid. Thinking back in those days, in the vast world, this lord who likes to travel around the world and play in the world is also a master of Taoism who has achieved great feats and immortal traces everywhere. Getting along with sword repairmen is too numbing. How many sword immortals are there in the world, are they really good-tempered? One by one, they learned a little bit of swordsmanship, and they were either slashing people with their swords, or they were on the way to slash people with their swords.

Let's talk about Pei Min's swordsmanship, isn't that what it used to be? Otherwise, why did he escape to this night ship just to avoid its edge?

None of these high-level swordsmen are easy to talk to.

Entry City, inside the inn.

Chen Pingan smiled at Pei Qian: "The way to buy mountain coupons is to borrow from Master first."

Pei Qian handed out the fairy coupon made of green paper, and said, "Master, just go and pick up Master Mistress, and I will protect the millet grains."

Chen Pingan nodded with a smile, put away the purchase ticket and put it in his sleeve, put one hand on the window sill, turned over and left the room, and then stood up from the ground, as if "lifting his body", and went straight to the sky in a green shirt, by the way Looking down, Chen Pingan had a panoramic view of the land of an entry city. Sure enough, it was not just a simple city, but mountains and rivers, stretching as far as the eye could see, and the scenery was magnificent. On the chessboard, where the vertical and horizontal lines intersect, there are cities where people gather and lights gather, or towering mountains stand tall, like chess pieces falling on the chessboard.

When Chen Pingan was just riding against the wind, the patrolling cavalry general in the entry city threw the halberd in his hand, and the movement was as fast as thunder, as if a sword fairy had sacrificed a flying sword.

The long halberd turned into a bright rainbow light, piercing the sky, bursting with thunder and noise, and went straight to the foreigner who dared to break the law.

Chen Pingan slightly changed the trajectory of the ascent, stepped on the tip of the halberd with a little tip of his toes, and then suddenly leaned back, shrunk to the mountains and rivers, and was in another place tens of miles away. And down.

It was as if a secret barrier of mountains and rivers encountered the most effective barrier-breaking talisman in the world, and forcibly opened a door for the latter in the small world.

The sword cultivator in the world, the sword breaks all spells.

Chen Pingan stepped forward and waved his sleeve at the same time, knocking down the trailing halberd back to the world, and his figure disappeared at the gate.

Following the "bright light" of the long sword on the ferry at night, Chen Pingan ignored it and just walked in a straight line.

After Chen Ping got out of the house, Xiaomi Li quickly jumped off the stool and ran to the window. It seemed that he realized that he was too short, so he turned back to the table, moved a stool over, stood on the stool, stretched his neck, Look hard.

When Pei Qian walked to the window, Mi Li asked softly, "Is the lady of the mountain master here?"

Pei Qian lay on the window sill, nodded with a smile, "It must be my wife."

Millet asked softly in Pei Qian's ear: "Then when I see Mrs. Shanzhu, how many kowtows should I have? Is one hundred enough?!"

Because after Pei Qian visited the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the first time and returned home, Pei Qian was not too tall at that time, about the same as Nuan Shu's sister. Every time he talked to Zhou Mili about the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Pei Qian always Qian Du was very happy, and told a lot of strange things, and Pei Qian's great achievements in the rivers and lakes there. He also said that there was a little girl called Guo Zhujiu, who was darker than black charcoal, and He is much shorter than a millet grain, but he is an extremely powerful sycophant, who will kowtow every time he sees his wife. But that little girl nicknamed Lu Duan is a bit stupid, and her speech is even worse than Chen Lingjun, but she is actually a pretty good person, and she can barely be regarded as Master's disciple... After going back and forth, Xiao Mili remembered who was Pei according to her seniority. Qian Shimei's short little girl, and that little girl's favorite kowtow.

When Pei Qian was asked by Xiaomi Li, he immediately knew that something was wrong. If Master knew how he buried Guo Zhujiu behind his back when he was a child, he would probably be miserable.

The master's little ledgers are never written, they are only in the master's heart, and no one can read them and see them.

So Pei Qian first told Xiaomi Li that there is no need to kowtow, and when he sees his wife, remember to raise his voice and call Mrs. Shanzhu a few more times, and then remind Xiaomi Li that he doesn't recognize Guo Zhujiu.

Xiao Mili scratched her face and said, "I shouted with all my might, my voice was so loud that it sounded like thunder if I was not careful, what should I do if I scare Mrs. Shanzhu?"

Pei Qian smiled and rubbed Mi Li's head, "Master is very powerful, I won't be frightened by you."

Xiaomi Mili thought for a while, "How amazing is that?"

Pei Qian was silent for a moment, looked at the twilight outside the window, and gave an answer that seemed to be irrelevant to the question: "Without my wife, I would not be able to meet my master."

Xiaomi Li suddenly reached out and patted Pei Qian's arm lightly.

For some reason, the little girl in black felt that Pei Qian seemed a little sad at the moment, not too big or too small, just a little lost.

When Pei Qian grew up, he would often be like this, accompanying himself and sister Nuanshu in Luoba Mountain, whether it was on the second floor of the bamboo building, on the stone table by the cliff, or on the railing on the top of the mountain, sitting and chatting Then, Pei Qian would suddenly stop talking, thinking about something, pursing his lips, and straightening his back, as if he was looking far, far away.

In those years on the mountain, Pei Qian would occasionally raise her head high and look at a very high place, but her mood seemed to be at a very low place again. Even if she wanted to help, she couldn't pick up and carry Do not move.

Pei Qian would never roll up his sleeves again, walk backwards step by step along the green bricks on the ground, and then jump out of the cliff. I will not walk and patrol the mountains swaggeringly with myself anymore. Pei Qian would not jump under the tree, grab the branches with both hands, and then let herself grab her feet to swing together. Many branches that Pei Qian had to jump to grab before, now Pei Qian can grab on tiptoe. The hornet's nest on Qidun Mountain, they haven't gone all over the mountain to fight wits and bravery for many years.

A lot of interesting things about Pei Qian when he was short are like melon seeds in his pocket, which disappear when he knocks them.

The arm was lightly patted by a grain of rice, Pei Qian turned his head, lowered his head slightly, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

The millet grain seemed to grab a melon seed from Pei Qian's sleeve with two fingers, and threw it into his mouth, "Little worry, once you eat it, it will disappear."

Pei Qian laughed, and Xiaomi Mi also laughed. At first, she was a little reserved, but when she saw Pei Qian happy, Mi Mi laughed from ear to ear.

Pei Qian slapped his head, walked quickly to the table, put away the scroll with colored notes on it, Xiaomi Mi jumped off the stool, lay down on the table, laughed and said: "I know, I haven't seen it before, so why not?" What's the matter!"

Pei Qian ate melon seeds, and the millet grains lay on the table. After hesitating for a long time, he suddenly whispered, "Pei Qian, can you practice?"

Pei Qian asked suspiciously, "What kind of hammer is this?"

Xiaomi Li grinned, resting her round chin on the back of her hand, "Just ask."

In fact, she was afraid that the next time she would go out for a long time, she would not return home until many years later. She was afraid that Pei Qian would have gray hair instead of growing taller.

Pei Qian smiled and said, "I've been practicing swordsmanship, it seems...it's not particularly difficult."

Pei Qian hurriedly added, "You must not tell my master such things, do you understand?"

Xiaomi Li was elated all of a sudden, "Do you know!"

Chen Pingan left the entry city where Li Shilang was in town, and came to a strange city. Chen Pingan, who had traveled so far, bumped his head into the big river with his head on the ground. boiling water.

Then broke into the third city, there was a majestic mountain blocking the road, Chen Ping'an changed his sword art, learned from Na Ding Ying and Pei Min, and used finger sword skills, the sword light burst out, and the mountains opened up.

In the next city, Chen Pingan rushed towards a covered bridge in the clouds. On the bridge, there was a slender woman with a beautiful face but a little bit of poverty. Seeing Chen Pingan who crossed the border without authorization, she became more and more unhappy.

This woman's appearance is astonishing, countless pocket scenes linger around her, like a bird clinging to a person. There is a jade mat spread by the lotus pond, where the orchid boat is the ferry, and the geese return to the south. There is a temple with incense and fire, and there is a plaque with three characters of lotus root. There is lush grass in front of the gate, and the galaxy turns in the sky. There is the Rui Brain Dispelling Golden Beast, the green smoke curls up in the house, the wind rolls up the curtains, the maid tiptoes to the plantains and cherries in the yard outside the window, and whispers to a haggard woman... and on the muddy road, dozens of carriages are slowing down. Walking slowly, a woman with a sad look raised the curtain of the car, worried...

Standing beside her was a young man with his sleeves hanging down. He had a handsome appearance, silver eyes, and antlers on his head.

The young man with antlers raised his hand, stretched out his sleeve, and a thunderbolt condensed in the palm of his hand, as small as a mustard seed, but as powerful as a catastrophe.

Chen Pingan continued to guard against the wind, and raised his hand, which also concentrated thunder in his palm. In the end, the woman shook her head slightly, and the antler boy with quiet eyes retracted his hands into his sleeves again.

Just passed the bridge in the clouds hanging high in the sky, and then Chen Pingan found himself in a palace. In front of him was a huge mirror that was as tall as a person, which could reflect the internal organs of a person. Chen Pingan appeared Afterwards, the fierce sword energy and thick stellar energy aroused waves of ripples on the mirror surface, making the liver, gallbladder, and viscera mirror in an instant. There were two guardians in the hall. Go straight forward, hold the blade with one hand, push it away casually, clamp the flying sword with one hand and two fingers, throw it back lightly, wearing a green shirt, with fluttering sleeves, walked into the mirror, strolled in the courtyard, turned his head and smiled and said: "It's so offending, I borrowed it, just borrowed it."

I have traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi twice, how many thousands of mountains and rivers have I traveled? A night boat only covers twelve cities, this little distance is nothing.

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Above the sea, a group of four people hovered against the wind. Under their feet, the sea was turbulent, setting off huge waves as high as tens of feet. Eight winds and thunder, five colors of smoke and clouds gather and disperse indeterminate vision of heaven and earth.

Not long after they left the night boat, the woman seemed to draw a sword right next to them, slashing the barrier, opened the gate of the small world of the ferry, and fell into the ferry in a blink of an eye.

All the rules and regulations of the world are all paper. The dangers on the mountain and treacherous secrets are all illusions, anyway, she can defeat them with a single sword.

The noble Huang Zigui from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain was shocked by Ji Qiaoshi, patted his heart, and made no secret of his fear, "Xiaodao has never seen such a domineering, swordsman in his life." An angry woman."

With a distance of more than ten miles, for the four monks on the mountain, the place where the sword fell was really within a hair's breadth of their eyes.

Yuan Xi said: "If I guess correctly, it is Ning Yao from Feisheng City."

The young Taoist stared playfully, could it be that the two of you have known each other for a long time?

Yuan Xi could only explain with a smile: "She left Feisheng City this trip, and she brought a jade plaque from the Confucian Temple."

The young Taoist asked tentatively: "Did Ning Yao make an exception and return to Haoran Tianxia by accumulating merits and learning from Zhao Yao, who was a literary sage?"

The old sword fairy who had always been taciturn said suddenly: "She is already a sword cultivator at the Ascension Realm."

The old man had drawn his sword out of its sheath earlier, and stood in front of the three young men. The main thing is to protect the little celestial master of the celestial master's mansion and the young monk. As for Yuan Yu, the old sword fairy doesn't need to pay too much attention.

The young Taoist priest was shocked, "How old is Ning Yao, at most forty years old, how did she ascend to the realm?!"

It is not surprising that Ning Yao became the first monk in the Jade Raw Realm in the history of the fifth world. The Wei and Jin Dynasties of Fengxue Temple in Aquarius Island are the Jade Raw Realm when they were around forty years old.

It is not too strange for Ning Yao to become the first fairyland in that new world. It is considered that she has a lot of accumulation and wealth, and she is uniquely endowed, so she should be the leader of the world's swordsmanship.

But she entered the Ascension Realm like this, if it's not strange, it's really a ghost! The young Taoist shook his head vigorously, even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe that Ning Yao had already reached the Ascension Realm.

The old sword fairy said: "Ning Yao's cultivation qualifications are very good, she has a fairy sword, and she is lucky in the fifth world. It is not too difficult for her to enter the Ascension Realm, but it is really unexpected for her to break through so quickly."

As for whether Ning Yao can enter the Ascension Realm, the peak of the Grand Virtue World, there are actually many discussions, and none of them think it is difficult. The only debate is how long it will take for Ning Yao to break through the bottleneck of the Immortal Realm. For example, this old sword fairy from Middle Earth Divine Continent guessed that it would take about 80 years, which was not far from Huai Suan's estimate. Only Fatty Yu, who was sitting in the manor and invited everyone to bet, was the most exaggerated, saying that it would take up to 30 years. Well, this time, Yu Panshui really killed him and made a lot of money.

There are ten young people from several worlds, plus ten candidates, making a total of twenty-two people.

Feisheng City Ningyao, Confucian Yuan Xie of the sub-sage lineage, and Chen Shishi, a hermit official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

And one of the candidates, Tourist Liuxiazhou Meng, the lord of the description city with the pseudonym Shao Baojuan.

A night boat, if it wasn't for Yuan Yu who had just left, would have almost occupied four of them.

And this Yuan Xi is the Confucian scholar who won the debate against Li Baoping.

The young Taoist turned to look at the old man, and said with a smile, "Senior?"

The old sword fairy knew what this kid wanted to ask, and said calmly: "I can't beat him, but I can barely escape."

It is common sense for sword cultivators to ask swords in the same realm, catch each other and fight each other. The sword cultivators in Haoran Tianxia are far inferior to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. This is common sense, and you have to admit it if you don't want to.

Qi Tingji, who has already established a sect in Nanba Suozhou, has confirmed this truth. Cutting down a Jade Realm cultivator is really like playing.

What's more, Ning Yao is still in Ascension Realm now.

The young Taoist sighed, "It's scary, it's really scary. With such a woman, who can become her Taoist partner in the future really makes Xiaodao extremely curious."

The old sword fairy smiled a little, "Since Ning Yao didn't go to the wild world to kill the big monster, but rushed to the ferry, and left in such a hurry, what could be the reason?"

The young Taoist laughed loudly and said: "Old Jianghu, as expected of an old Jianghu, has unique insights and sharp eyesight!"

The old sword fairy laughed it off.

Cultivating Taoism in the mountains, the years are long, as long as it is an old man who is still a bachelor, who is not a bit of a woman, a hero, a hero, and a shortness of breath?

After all, it's not the left and right who seem to have water in their heads.

If there is a real old man in the world who checks the marriage book to get the red thread, it must be annoying that Ah Liang, afraid of being left and right.

One would cry and beg the old man, wishing to have his hands and feet wrapped in red thread? One is Yuelao, do you dare to get close to me to ask swords from left to right?

Yuan Xi said, "Let's continue on our way."

A group of people rode the wind to the Shenzhou of the Middle Earth.

Teams like them now have a total of six teams in Haoran Tianxia.

When the young Taoist priest was riding the wind, he couldn't think of the blue-clothed man with a warm smile and a good temper in the entry city. Could it be this guy who attracted Ning Yao? That guy's mind and demeanor are naturally excellent, but his appearance seems to be inferior to his own no matter how you look at it.

Shao Baojuan was in the entry city before, went back and forth, went to the famous shop, bought all the books that recorded the allusion, and immediately moved out of the identity of the lord of the appearance city, crushed a talisman similar to the customs clearance document, and set off Go to that absurd city of Benmo.

In the hallway of a palace where Qionglou Yuyu looked like a fairyland, Shao Baojuan saw two beautiful women, one was wearing palace attire with a graceful air, and the other was wearing a loose and charming dress.

The former is Mrs. Kongtong, who was born as a female in the palace, and now she is the leader of the female officials in the Xiyuan of the Water Dragon Palace. Owner.

Now she knelt on a green bamboo mat, turned her head to greet Shao Baojuan with a smile, but did not get up to greet him.

Mrs. Kongtong only wears embroidered shoes on one foot, which has been the case all year round.

The woman at the side took off her boots, lay on the bamboo mat, leaned against the porcelain pillow, and was drinking from a cup, looking natural and charming, she raised her head and drank a glass of immortal home brewed wine in her hand, and Mrs. Kongtong poured another glass of wine for her.

This woman's posture is as bold as a man's, she is slightly drunk, her cheeks are flushed, she looks like a lady with peach blossoms.

But she is not from the city of Benmo, her real name is Zhu Su, in Li Shilang's entry city, she was named Zhu Shu, she was a famous prostitute in Beihao in her lifetime, she has a beautiful color, and she likes to drink, but she used to have a rule that if she doesn't meet a bosom friend, she will Don't drink alcohol. Zhu Su is the maid by Li Shilang's side in Entry City. As for why I often come here to drink with Mrs. Kongtong, it is probably because I met a confidant with the same disease. There are also some rumors of sexiness that are widely circulated in the two cities, Shao Baojuan has no intention of exploring the truth or falsehood.

Shao Baojuan saluted and said with a smile, "I've met Mrs. Wu, Miss Zhu."

Zhu Su's skirt was slightly opened, revealing a looming snow-white beauty. She squinted her peach blossom eyes and asked with a smile, "Master Shao, have you already gathered the three things?"

Shao Baojuan took out three things, a bag of emerald green, a piece of fiber rope, and an embroidered shoe that he had prepared earlier, took a few steps forward, bent down and placed them on the edge of the green bamboo mat.

Zhu Su suddenly stepped on the embroidered shoes, and smiled charmingly, "Hey, it's really not easy to get all the pieces together for the Lord Shao. Why don't you make a deal with me, and the three things belong to me. I return to Baojuan, as to whether it is a spring night or a few spring breezes, it can be discussed."

Shao Baojuan said helplessly, "Miss Zhu was joking."

Wu Jiangxian sat up, with dark eyes, put away the snail, Dai Wuhu, and a piece of string, then picked up the embroidered shoe, changed her sitting position, turned sideways, bowed her head, and put it on her feet.

Shao Baojuan had already closed his eyes and looked ahead, not watching this charming scene.

In fact, Shao Baojuan is most afraid of coming to this ridiculous city among the eleven cities outside the appearance city, because here, the monk realm is the most useful and the least useful. Foreigners like them, according to the rules of the world here, belong to the passengers on the ferry, so that a jade-like state is a state-of-the-art cultivation in this city, and a monk who has just set foot in practice may be a state-level cultivator here. Immortal cultivation base, and even possesses magical powers in the Jade Raw Realm. Only the monks around the Longmen Realm will have roughly the same level of cultivation in the city as the real realm.

The little cave-level water monster in the basket behind Chen Ping'an, of course, can climb several levels when he comes to the city, but Chen Ping's instant fall is Shao Baojuan's opportunity.

So Shao Baojuan had to go to Benmo City again, just to set up a trap to ambush the hidden official. On Du Xiucai's side, he first gave white ginger and other things in exchange for Narrow Dao Xiaomei. The opportunity is true, but in fact, it is more to get close to Chen Pingan without showing any traces, and then add a text of Huaxun post to help The descendant of the Fu family fulfilled his wish, and finally exchanged a bag of emerald green and a length of fiber rope from the old man. The opportunity to exchange a real deal with Mrs. Kongtong is not true, but the request with her is true.

Mrs. Kongtong stood up and asked: "What request does City Lord Shao have? Feel free to mention it. As long as it is within my ability, I will never shirk it. It is that I want to discuss the four hundred volumes of "Changzhou Jade Mirror" with Duke Yanmen. ", or the set of "Qu Yu Tu Zhi" compiled by Cui Xielu and supplemented by Yu Neishi, there is no problem. I believe that Li Shilang's entry city has been waiting for many years. It is just an excerpt from Dongdu Guanwendian Treasure, I can't mobilize it, and I ask City Lord Shao not to make things difficult for others."

The Xiyuan Longlin Canal and Dongdu Guanwendian in Benmo City have an extremely rich collection of books, totaling more than 400,000 volumes, but the most rare books have never been exchanged with that entry city, Li Shilang said. There is no other way.

Shao Baojuan glanced at Zhu Su, Madam Kongtong turned her head and said with a smile, "I won't keep you."

With resentful eyes, Zhu Su put down the wine glass, covered the neckline with one hand, held up the shoes with the other, got up slowly, and whispered affectionately: "It would be better to add me."

Mrs. Kongtong ignored it, and after Zhu Su's figure disappeared, Shao Baojuan said, "I am not asking Mrs. Wu for these precious books, but just a request. I hope Mrs. Wu will open the city's restrictions at a certain moment, so that someone will not be affected by the matter." The city road is restrained, you can use your sword once, and pass by a ferry, and you can hand out three swords with all your strength."

Mrs. Kongtong frowned slightly, "The person Shaocheng mainly kills is the green-clothed sword fairy next to that young woman?"

Shao Baojuan nodded and said, "It's this person."

Mrs. Kongtong was walking beside the white jade railing, habitually stretched out a slender finger, and gently pressed her brow. It was difficult to choose for a while.

Madam Kongtong was greatly surprised by the fact that the young woman holding a trekking stick was able to look at her from a distance in the entry city.

As for Shao Baojuan's so-called someone, it was the Immortal Realm Sword Cultivator who had been detained for thousands of years by the Yehang Ship. His surname was Wan Mingqun and he was a jade worker. He was still running errands in a wine shop serving tea and water.

The style of Xiaoshu money in Haoran Tianxia has been revised several times, and finally chose the casting standard of this jade craftsman. Moreover, among the three kinds of mountain fairy money, Xuehua, Xiaoshu and Guyu, only Xiaoshu money was selected in seal script, which originated from Wan Qun. A recognized infatuation. And the reason why this famous jade worker who eventually became a sword fairy took the initiative to find the night boat and became an errand boy in Benmo City was of course to make Mrs. Kongtong change her mind and continue her relationship with him.

While Mrs. Kongtong was hesitating, she and Shao Baojuan looked up at the sky almost at the same time.

The sword light was like a rainbow, illuminating all directions, and disappeared in a flash, and finally the female sword fairy landed in Baiyan City.

Mrs. Kongtong was in a daze, and murmured: "What a brilliant woman."

Shao Baojuan had some palpitations.

Because he guessed the identity of the female sword fairy, Ning Yao, headed by the sword fairy Great Wall Baijianxian, is now the well-deserved number one person on the top of the mountain in the fifth world.

The night boat itself is an indescribable fairy weapon, and the person who sits on the ferry has a cultivation level equivalent to that of an Ascension Realm.

Cong Qian, the female fairy of Liuxia Island, and the sword fairy who was looking for the ferry together with her didn't get off the boat with their swords. Like Chen Pingan, they took the ferry first, and then "stopped" at the side of the night boat. ", it's just that Cong Qian saw something wrong, the sword fairy next to her had no choice but to open a way out with her sword, and Ye Hang Chuan didn't deliberately block it. Regarding the depth of the ferry boat under his feet, even though Shao Baojuan is one of the twelve city lords, he still dare not say that he has seen it clearly.

Shao Baojuan's figure flickered suddenly, and he couldn't help but leave the city.

Mrs. Kongtong immediately bestowed a blessing, which can be regarded as a salute to someone from afar.

God's will is unpredictable.

In Jigou City.

On the bank of the great river that Chen Pingan had passed by before, the man with a high crown and Long Bin shrank hundreds of miles along the mountains and rivers, and came to the barrier "city gate". A snow-white scroll was laid out, and seventy or eighty seals of different sizes emerged one by one, all with vermilion and white seals.

The first seal is the "Jiu Xian Poet Buddha, the sword is the same as the ages".

It was the City Lord of Jigou City, one of the upper four cities, who took the opportunity to tease City Lord Huang of Baiyan City. Didn't the latter say that the Immortal and Buddha were not yet accomplished.

A man's waist is hung with an ancient jade, which is written in Fulinghou, which is self-deprecating.

The young man next to the city lord couldn't help grinning, and said with a smile: "This Mr. Chen is both elegant and vulgar. He can open a shop in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, not to mention selling wine to make money, and he still has the mind to engrave so many things. No foreign sword cultivator can do such a thing."

The man with a high crown laughed and said: "After hearing about the seals of the Hundred Sword Immortals, there is also the Seal of the Sword Immortals, but now I haven't even collected a hundred of them. There is a long way to go."

Long Bin said: "If you can directly get two printed books, then don't worry about it."

The man shook his head and asked, "Looking at these seals, have you discovered any knowledge?"

Long Bin glanced at the seal on the surface of the river, and said: "One piece of gold and stone seals, if subdivided, there are dozens of types of fonts, but this Chen Pingan comes and goes with only a few seal scripts, and he abides by the rules and regulations everywhere. Li Shilang is regarded as a pedantic generation. Moreover, even the relatively uncommon stacked seal scripts and bird insect scripts are rarely used. Could it be that he is worried that the sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi will not recognize them? Seals cannot be sold? There is still not a word in cursive script, as if you have never learned it and can't write at all."

The man laughed and said: "There are only three overlapping seal characters, 'beautiful meaning prolongs life', 'cares about the stomach', 'a little knowledge hits the wall', or to borrow the shape and meaning of the characters, to echo the printed text. All other Sealed texts are easy to recognize, why? Of course, it is because of the manifestation of the young hermit’s state of mind. He is pursuing a similarly natural knowledge realm, which can stand anywhere. There is no threshold, so there is no need... Everywhere pay attention to what to do in the country, just like talking to people casually, people on the mountain understand, scholars understand, and traffickers and pawns who have never studied, it is not difficult to understand after listening to it.”

Long Bin saluted and praised: "The city lord has a good opinion."

The man said to himself: "But the reason why I value the sword fairy book so much is not just the content of the printed text, but also because there is a tug-of-war hidden here, which is so interesting."

The man raised his sleeves, made the shape of a twirl pen with both hands, poked it lightly, and said with a smile: "Schools make things happen. I can't read and study, and I can write books. It's not surprising that the children in the village school can write. But this Chen Pingan's character , looks like one person, already very similar, but it takes hard work, thankless, and always pursues to look like another person, so it is extremely interesting. I can even imagine that when a young man in a back alley is practicing calligraphy, the more When I got to the back, I gritted my teeth more vigorously, as if my eyes were going to kill me."

The young man looked at the printed scroll on the water, and said in surprise, "So there are so many ways."

The tall crowned man put his hands behind his hands, suddenly smiled, and said to himself: "What a wonderful person."

There is the most single printed text, and there is the "most lovesickness room".

Heart is beautiful, think of it.

Hate not far away from the mountain, the sword hangs Changhong.

Clear and bright.

Youth and old dreams, gentle wind and sweet rain.

I bowed my head to worship the sword fairy all my life.

Behind the north, beautiful eyes look forward to Xi.

Yo Yo Lu Ming, Chirping Ying Fei, reluctant to part.

The sword energy is longest here in the world.

Watch the Tao Watch the Tao Watch the Tao.

Flower and moon reunion, gods and couples.

There are beautiful women in the world, but they are ashamed to walk away from the three lamps in the sky.

There is no landscape-shaped resort, but it is the highest city in the world.

The place where young children play, and where swordsmen drink booze.

There are three hundred tangerine persimmons in the frost.

I don't move when the wind destroys me, and the flag doesn't move my heart.

Golden wind and jade dew, spring grass and green hills, are suitable for each other.

Egrets stand in the snow during the day, and inkstones have no lights at night.

Who is at the head of the city, there is no worry.

There are most clouds in the world.

The geese hit the wall. Fish into dragon.

Get drunk, don't get drunk.

Flowers and green onions.

Climbing the city is like going to the grave, and taking out the sword is offering wine.

Resting at the Dalongqiu in Yandang Mountain, and in the dream of the third watch, the sky is full of sparks, and I can't sleep because of joy, and I jump barefoot into the grass.

Dingguang Buddha reincarnated as an ordinary person in the dusty Saha world.

Hot pot is wine, I have it all over the world.

Stir-fried pork with winter bamboo shoots.

The traveler, the person in the painting, the sweetheart.

The fox talks nonsense.

Books are not expensive, but hard to buy.

Small intestines, everyone repairs wildly.

let you a trick.

It's just a catastrophe.

The uppercase meaning is clear.

It's just walking with an umbrella.

Regret is worse than no fault.

Insufficient knowledge.

Don't dare to climb to the top of the city with your sword, lest you will be driven back by three moons.

Why learn to sword.

The sword opens to support Moon Mountain.

Which street has no sword fairy.

Those without flying swords are also sword repairers.

Only I, the Great Wall of Sword Qi, can be defiant.

...

And the paired seals.

you. I.

inseparable. Heart to heart.

Jishou Tianwaitian. Taoism shines a thousand light.

Generous to go also. Haoran returns.

Pour a glass of wine for you. The sun and the moon swim in the king's cup.

The predecessors are the present. All are sword cultivators.

The sword fairy was once a teenager. The sword fairy was also a girl.

The wine sold by the second shopkeeper is very good, if you don't believe it, drink it. It really is delicious.

...

There is also the content of the printed text with the margin.

Side note: The road is muddy, people are tired, and heroes are not included in the book. Real celebrities are not coquettish, and the big stones stand upright in the sky. Printed text: It turned out to be a gentleman.

A thousand credits are not as good as eight hundred cash, and sincerity is no match for evil. Printed text: It is not easy to make money, but it is difficult to practice Taoism.

There are no accidents in the world, and people are constantly fighting for fame and fortune, so I, the old man of the rivers and lakes, can't help but look down. Indian text: Go drink.

Since ancient times, poets and poets have wished to kill a word of love, but I only hate love and sorrow when I don’t come to the door, drink his mother’s wine, get angry from the gall, smash the book with a stick, and smash the graceful words. Sealed text: Sorrowful bachelor.

There is no money and no wine for the sword fairy to get drunk, and the graceful beauty suddenly has autumn fat. Printed text: what to do.

The old man is even more beautiful, generous and wonderful. There is a peak in the young man's heart, which is suddenly stolen by the cloud. Printed text: not careful.

...

Hanging Arch City.

Outside the great hall where the ancient mirrors are placed, there is a tired and lazy man who has been sitting on the steps, with the horizontal sword on his knees, his body leaning back, his elbows on the ground, lazily looking into the distance, and a bowl on his feet. Thick white snake.

The white snake turned its body around, uttered words, and was swearing at people, "Come and cut me, bastard, shameless, with your swordsmanship, how dare you draw your sword to cut me? You can kill me? Why don't you let people write in the book that you killed all the dragons?"

The man raised his hand, picked his nostrils, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, yes."

Only then did the white snake calm down, wagging its tail slightly, and said: "These old and young ones are annoying or not. It's been many years, and they haven't stopped. It's said that the people on the old street can't afford white cranes. Just thinking about stealing the white geese from the neighbors, no matter what? There is also the one who rakes his ears, squatting at the door every day to see the girls passing by, and every time his auntie sees them, she rushes out the door with a kitchen knife, trying to chop up the girls passing by His arms and legs, are they plausible? That guy named Quan Zhong, who gathers people to gamble every day, or spends money to buy people’s hearts, forms cliques, and those old enemies in the nearby streets, is really not ordinary. , fighting in groups all day long, you fucking fight, at least get a few weapons that can cut blood flowers, what's the matter with the shoulder pole and bench, before the fight, you still have to line up your troops, and after the fight, you have to discuss merit Reward the chicken legs, are you making trouble with me?! Ah?!"

The more the white snake spoke, the more angry it was, it opened its mouth and bit the lazy man's calf, the man was in pain for a while, but he couldn't tear it off after a long time of pulling, ouch, it took a long time to feed.

"Damn it, you haven't showered for a few days, what's the smell?"

The White Snake finally let go, and even spit on the ground, "I don't mind talking about those guys from Wuyi Lane, and that guy surnamed Li, who has no grievances or enmities with your descendants for no reason. Yes, how many years have passed between the two sides, and it is impossible to fight at all. They are not doing good darts to earn money, but they do not follow the right path. Horses, iron cavalry rushing to kill? Who is invincible? Crazy! There are some old bachelors and old perverts in his mother's mouth. Spit everywhere, spanking and bragging, you are invincible, there are more women who have slept with... Besides, the name is ordinary, do you think you have a brain disease, only eat one meal a day, and then go to bed every day if you have nothing to do? Running a few streets so far, blocking people's doors, insisting on letting the guy who was forced by him to swallow gold to commit suicide give him back the gold!"

The man endured the noise of the white snake and listened to it for a quarter of an hour. He couldn't help it anymore, yawned, sat up, and said helplessly, "What else can I do if I don't make such a fuss? I have to find something to do." Do it."

One by one, no matter the Ming emperor or the faint emperor, no matter the founding emperor or the subjugated emperor, they are all people who have left their names in history.

In fact, in a Chuigong city, it is more a quarrel between the monarch and his ministers. It is estimated that as long as the night boat is still there, the two sides can continue to quarrel. As for the father who closed the door of every household scolding his son, and the ancestor scolding his unworthy descendants, it goes without saying. Every family has its cupboard.

The white snake raised its head and said angrily: "If you don't have the slightest insight, give it a pot of wine quickly! If there is no good wine, you can cut your own thigh with a sword and let the master deal with it."

The man smiled and said, "Wait for that couple of gods and immortals to come to our place as guests, and I'll help you negotiate a few pots of real fairy wine."

The white snake was silent, and then murmured softly: "You can't drink the wine with a severed head. At that time, don't bother to call him brothers and sisters, treat him to some stewed snake soup."

"Water is the eye wave, and the mountain is the eyebrow peak gathering. If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, it is at the place where the eyebrows are full."

The man took a deep breath, held the scabbard with both hands, and said with a smile: "Young and alive, it's really enviable."

The white snake entangled itself and asked, "You are ignorant, when will you start writing?"

The man stretched his waist and said, "Should we go to see if there are new nursery rhymes, or go to the Changping Pavilion for a stroll?"

The white snake sneered and said, "Go to Wujiang Pavilion if you have the ability!"

The man raised his sword and stood up, "You have courage, but you have no skills."

Played a fancy spinning sword, accidentally, the long sword fell to the ground, the white snake flicked its tail, and swept the long sword ten feet away, remembering something, reminded: "Ji Sijun, the debt collector , I asked you for the reward of the "Law and Pang Zhang" again, and I was complaining to your aunt, saying that he really can't open the pot recently. No way, it's really not that he is talking nonsense, and he has to hire a Sima every now and then Drinking good wine, drinking too much, and full of courage, change to Sima to fill up with old fists, wine money, medicine money, after all, they are all real expenses. You really can’t blame the old man for coming to cry for poverty, but today the old man deliberately put on those shoes that are about to wear out. Worn boots with soles, a little too much."

The White Snake suddenly said angrily: "You look at me with wide eyes, how much money can I get for selling me? Problem!"

The man withdrew his gaze, walked down the steps step by step, and asked, "Is that woman really in the Ascension Realm?"

The White Snake slid down the steps and said: "It must be. And for some reason, after seeing that girl and seeing that young sword fairy just now, I always feel a little eyelid twitching, my legs are unsteady, and my heart is trembling. "

The man bent down to pick up the long sword, put it on his shoulder, and looked down, "I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again?"

The white snake became furious, and rushed to bite the man's calf, thinking it was a few sips of wine, but kicked the man high, and then took the scabbard and slapped it hard.

The man stood with his sword in his arms, with a satisfied expression on his face, he nodded and said: "This is very imperial."

The man just became very worried very quickly. Thinking about his aunt, and then thinking about the young sword fairy's fairy couple, he is really so angry.

But no matter what, I still like her.

This tired and lazy man walking slowly with a sword on his shoulder felt that when he was thirty-five, she was only twenty years old, and she was very beautiful at that year.

Shao Baojuan came to a mountaintop that did not belong to the boundary of the Twelve Cities on the ferry, shrouded in clouds and mist. On the top of the mountain, there was only a middle-aged scribe with a clear appearance and a monk sleeping soundly on a futon.

Around this lonely mountain, there is a vast sea of ​​clouds, and cities can be vaguely seen, like a leaf of duckweed fluctuating with the water. The scene changes suddenly, and it is like being outside the sky. The stars are as small as mustard seeds, and the panoramic view is as bright as the Milky Way. In the blink of an eye, the scene changed again, as if pedestrians raised their feet one after another, like tall gods, walking on the ancient road, and the lonely mountain was just a speck of dust on the road.

Shao Baojuan bowed to the scribes first, then smiled wryly and said, "Captain, why must I target Chen Pingan like this?"

If he does not agree to this matter, not only will he not be able to keep his position as the city lord of the appearance city, he will even be unable to escape from the dream, even though it is only a grain of consciousness, and he will sink into the ferry boat world.

But for Shao Baojuan, a dream tourist, as one of the ten young candidates of several worlds, he aspires to reach the top of the road, which almost involves the entire future of the road that is equivalent to life.

As long as one mind can't get out of trouble, and he is free from any demons when he breaks the bottleneck of Yuanying, the next barrier on the road, in Buddhist terms, is as big as Mount Sumeru, straddling the road. As for Shao Baojuan's knowledge of the three religions and the hundreds of schools of thought, it is precisely only the Buddhist school that has the least study. Otherwise, I wouldn't be alone in the opportunity with the Buddhist family, and I missed it several times, and I still couldn't get it.

The middle-aged scribe asked back: "Guess, after he entered the city, including you, how many words did he say to the local people on the ferry?"

Shao Baojuan shook his head and smiled wryly. How to guess this.

The middle-aged scribe walked slowly to the edge of the mountain, "He is a foreigner, and you are half of it, so it is just right. Others are not suitable for this."

The success or failure of Shao Baojuan's three calculations and subsequent layout is not important at all.

The ferry did not expect Shao City Lord Shao, who was one of the ten young candidates, to leave behind Chen Shishi, one of the ten young people.

It's not just the difference in realm between the two sides, it's more about xinxing.

What the middle-aged scribe needed was Shao Baojuan's appearance in the entry city, some nonsense, so that the young hermit official could chat more with people on the night boat, and visit immortals more to gain opportunities, the more the better.

The more Chen Pingan talked on the night boat and the more words involved, the heavier his weight on the ferry. Every word is a nail, every sentence is a chain, and every opportunity is a small cage of thorns. In the end, the young man will feel as if his heart will be pierced at the slightest thought.

This is how the ferry boat treats guests, ordinary people don't have this kind of treatment, even the immortal Cong Qian doesn't deserve it.

Therefore, it is important to make an exception and let Chen Pingan and the other three directly enter Entry City.

The middle-aged scribe looked at the small roads in the white-eyed city from afar, and said with a smile, "Is man not as good as heaven? This is a bit troublesome."

He said with a smile to Shao Baojuan: "You have found a way out yourself, so you are afraid of future troubles. That Long Bin in Jigou City, one Mr. Chen, helped the Marquis of Fuling to ask for Yinshui, so you deliberately got involved It is actually very wise to break through Chen Pingan's status as a hidden official. On the contrary, it can dispel the possibility in the other party's mind. Besides, if you are really forced to confront him in the end, you can pour all the dirty water on me. Here, it is considered as a promise to you first, so there is no need to bear any burden."

Shao Baojuan remained silent.

This captain is a master, and has the cultivation base of Ascension Realm.

This ferry boat is a treasure of the immortal family that has been constantly rising in rank through sewing and mending, and is now a rank of immortal soldier.

And on the night cruise ship, the latest four cities will be opened up in the near future.

This is also one of the reasons why Shao Baojuan has been so tireless and traveling around recently.

Moreover, Shao Baojuan's biggest reliance was not his status as the city lord of the appearance city. It is that he can stay in Liuxiazhou in his real body in the place of cultivating Taoism in Liuxiazhou every time he sleeps and wakes up, sleepwalking on the night boat, changing his mind again and again, relying on repeated dreams, adding knowledge to the cities on the ferry again and again, passing This shortcut has accumulated enough credit at an extremely fast speed to win the position of the lord of the Appearance City, one of the next four cities.

It's just that Shao Baojuan has not been able to determine Zhang Fuzi's life and death, his true realm, his roots, and his ability to suppress the bottom of the box. Everything is too illusory and too unpredictable.

On a night boat, according to the old saying, the book has its own golden house, Qian Zhongsu, and Yan Ruyu, and everyone's knowledge and knowledge can be exchanged for money, allowing the living gods to continue their lives here and piece together their souls , Refining reality into emptiness, keeping a little aura lingering.

The middle-aged scribe looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, Shao Baojuan followed his gaze and found that it was the heaviest Feather City among the twelve cities on the night boat, also known as the City of Questions and Answers. And this so-called "heavy" is the real weight. The twelve cities of ferry boats have always been divided into different sizes and different degrees of severity.

Even if Shao Baojuan is the lord of a city, he cannot enter Feather City, but there are some scattered hearsay.

It is completely different from the entry city that strictly follows the historical principles of "seeking truth in everything" and "never write a book". They are all old almanacs beyond the ferry boats that are difficult for gods to get back, so they are as light as a feather and insignificant. The files in the city are piled up like mountains, recording countless things on and off the mountains, temples, officialdom, rivers and lakes, and some things. There is a cause and a result, but Feather City never cares whether the result is true or not, and never deliberately explores the truth. For example, a government official's approval document, a coffin-closing conclusion made by a local ancestral hall, and a fair statement made by a famous celebrity in order to settle disputes will all be recorded in the book. And some things, no matter how big or small, because there is no result in Haoran Tianxia, ​​so only write the word "no result" at the end of the entry.

The middle-aged scribe said, "Go do your work."

Shao Baojuan respectfully bowed to the captain and bid farewell.

The monk sitting on the futon finally opened his eyes.

The middle-aged scholar smiled and said, "Do you think Chen Ping'an has noticed something?"

The monk resumed his doze.

The middle-aged scribe staggered his fingers, tapped his thumbs lightly, and said slowly: "Beiju Luzhou, the Assassin of Cut Lushan, escaped with his left hand, and his memory is still fresh. The reminder of the great disciple of Kaishan, Shanshui Prison , the reflection of the text, and the name of the night sailing boat, the causal line, the context of the Taoist temple in the East China Sea, on the road of growth, I began to believe more and more that every knowledge and every truth is powerful, but at the same time it is a burden It seems that it is indeed a bit troublesome. Is it so difficult to deal with a young man?"

Every dynasty has its own laws and regulations, every place has its own customs, and everyone has their own way of life.

He remembered some old memories.

Among the distinguished guests in the history of the ferry, there was Lu Chen who had not yet ascended to the Qingming world, and the boatman Xiancha who was named Gu Qingsong next to Lu Chen.

There was also Haoran Jia Sheng in the past, and Wen Hai Zhou Mi in the future, who was invited to board the night cruise ship on the way to the inverted mountain.

And the embroidered tiger Cui Chan who returned to his hometown of Aquarius Continent from the Divine Continent of Middle Earth, and later the Great Li Guoshi.

The middle-aged scribe couldn't help laughing, "A first disciple of the culture, a closed disciple, Xiuhu opens the door and you close the door? Is it really so powerful?"

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In the night.

Taoist Priest Qingniu noticed something strange, and immediately turned over and got off the back of the bull. At some point, the old Taoist picked up another watermelon, squatted on the side of the road, facing the woman in Ascending Realm who seemed to be a little uneasy, the old Taoist took a deep breath, gave a soft drink, so angry that he sank his dantian, and split it open with one palm. He picked up the watermelon, put half of it by his feet first, and then began to lower his head to pick up the other half.

Soon, a blue shirt staggered out, appearing beside Ning Yao.

A country road, the ground is full of moonlight.

Chen Pingan appeared on the road, but Ning Yao had been waiting on the spot and finally met this guy.

He looked at her, she looked at him.

Once at a gate of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, after he reunited with her after a long absence, he said, Chen Ping'an in the world, came to see Ning Yao.

We meet again.

Only this time, both parties are in a foreign land.

And the original hometown of the two, the small town is still there, but the Lizhu Cave is actually gone, and the two parts of the city are still there, but the Sword Qi Great Wall is actually gone.

But she is still the same, and Ning Yao will always be the same Ning Yao.

Chen Ping's smile was bright, but he began to wrinkle his face gradually, pursed his lips vigorously, then his eyes brightened instantly, and the corners of his mouth curled up again, holding back his smile, his eyes were gentle.

He didn't say anything, but he seemed to say everything.

Ning Yao, I've missed you so much for so many years, it's been hard, but it's nothing, meeting you today is the best.

She was in high spirits, raised her head slightly, raised her eyebrows, and said to that guy: "Feisheng City Ningyao, come to see Chen Pingan!"