Sword of Coming

Seeing the hard-working and cheerful Mi Li, Pei Qian felt a little helpless, thanks to you, the downcast Shanyou protector, otherwise, let alone Chen Lingjun, even a proud student like Cao Qinglang would be in trouble tomorrow.

Zhou Mili bid farewell, and ran away to her own house. When she came back, she brought a big bag of melon seeds and a small bag of dried brook fish.

Chen Ping stood by the window, looked at the sky, and then twisted out a lantern talisman, which burned slowly, no different from the previous two talismans. Then pinch the sword formula with two fingers, and silently recite a starting word. A golden sword energy is swimming like a dragon, and finally connects end to end, drawing a golden circle in the house, creating a forbidden area of ​​golden thunder pool. The atmosphere of the talisman array is almost A small world.

Compared with Pei Qian's previous use of iron rods on the street, Chen Ping's formation is obviously more smooth and in line with the will of the Tao.

A statement immediately popped up in Pei Qian's mind, the way of heaven is mysterious.

When I was learning boxing in Zhulou, the old man who taught boxing often said that your qualifications, Pei Qian, are too poor, not even as good as your master, and it is meaningless at all.

Even after Pei Qian became the world-renowned Zheng Qian, when he returned to Luopo Mountain, he once had a boxing match with the old cook. After Zhu Lian stopped his boxing, he happened to say the same thing. Compared with the owner of the mountain, you are always It's a bit off.

Ning Yao knocked on the melon seeds and asked, "Is this a sword array?"

Apparently Ning Yao also felt that this swordsmanship combined with formation was not easy.

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I learned from others, but I just added some of my own sword skills and boxing intentions."

This formation, which has never been named, originated from the student Cui Dongshan, who liked to use a sword fairy relic to fly the sword Jinsui, drawing a circle to separate the sky and the earth, which is very mysterious. Later in Luopo Mountain, Chen Pingan brought Liu Jinglong together, and together with Cui Dongshan, Chen Pingan took out a secret record that was transcribed in the Summer Palace. "Something related to the Xijianchi of Doushuyuan, one of the three divisions of the first government, two courtyards and three divisions of the Ministry of Lei. Chen Pingan asked the two to look through the files. Finally, Liu Jinglong and Cui Dongshan worked together to perfect this formation. However, Chen Ping'an is still accustomed to adding a bit of his own boxing intentions and the Eighteen Stops of Sword Qi taught by A Liang when he uses it now.

Being on a ferry, after all, you are dependent on others, so it is not appropriate to talk about Feisheng City and Luopo Mountain.

Previously, Li Shilang's view of the mountains and rivers was revealed by Chen Pingan's words, and both of them opened the skylight to speak brightly. Since it was the spying inn of the lord of the entry city, it was actually a reminder.

It means that in this entry city, especially on this night sailing ship, as long as the God of this world has a heart, there is nothing unknowable.

Now that the group of people were already inside the formation, Chen Pingan looked at Pei Qian, who immediately understood and reported a number.

Before Chen Ping'an "boosted" and left Entry City, Chen Ping'an played a charade with Pei Qian with his heart, and said the word "page".

From the moment Chen Pingan left the inn to look for Ning Yao, Pei Qian was already distracted from counting, and only waited for Master to ask before giving the number.

Ning Yao was a little puzzled.

Chen Pingan explained with a smile: "I'm afraid of being tricked, and I don't even realize that I'm kept in the dark. If I'm not careful, my trip to Luzhou in Beiju will be delayed too much."

Chen Ping put his fingers together, flicked his wrist lightly, and took out another half-burned lantern talisman from the flying sword cage in the small world of his body. Don’t be fooled, light a lamp, and in the small world, there is a big difference from the lamp symbol hovering over the window. Finally, Chen Ping’an discovered a hidden truth, and said with a sneer: “There is indeed someone on the side of the ferry. To control the speed of the long river of time, if you want to be invisible, just come to a Jiazi in the mountains, who has been in the world for thousands of years. It must not be Li Shilang from the entry city, it is most likely the owner of the ship."

Cui Dongshan has a lot in his sleeves, which can make the cultivators in the cage live like years, so naturally, it can also let the people in the game learn what it means to be a real white horse.

Pei Qian's scalp felt a little numb.

Just imagine ten days and a half months on a night cruise, wandering around twelve cities leisurely, but if you wait until you leave the ferry, you will be shocked to realize that several months have passed, or even several years?

Chen Ping went to the window sill and said in a loud voice: "Please Li Shilang tell the owner that it doesn't matter whether the night sailing ship is now approaching the entrance of Guixu, or going directly to the wild world, the only thing is to change the long river of time. If you notice it, can you avoid it?"

Earlier on the street and in the inn, Chen Ping'an had lit two lantern charms respectively to help the ferry, and mistakenly thought that Chen Ping'an had become self-righteous.

The one who thinks that his Taoism is high enough and his spells are invincible enough to be invincible in the whole continent has become the ancestor of Zhongxing of other sects. Mountaineering took the road of practice.

Chen Ping stood at the window for a while, then turned to look at Ning Yao.

Ning Yao shook his head and said, "Either the ship owner didn't pay attention to this side, or the other party's skills are high enough, and I can't detect any clues."

Chen Pingan nodded, sat back in his seat, and asked softly, "How long can I stay in Haoran World this trip?"

Ning Yao picked out three melon seeds from the mountain of melon seeds.

Chen Pingan slammed the table loudly, cursing and angrily saying, "Only three months?! Is the person in charge of the Confucian Temple lost his mind or lost his mind? Don't worry, who dares to rush you? Swear back!"

Ning Yao shook his head lightly.

Chen Pingan was shocked: "Only three days?!"

Ning Yao remained silent.

Chen Ping frowned, rubbed his chin, narrowed his eyes, his mind turned sharply, and he began to think carefully.

Zhou Mili hurriedly allocated a large pile of melon seeds to Mrs. Shanzhu, and kneaded more.

In an instant, Ning Yao's long sword left the box, she held the sword in one hand, and suddenly cut through the void in the house, Ning Yao had already swam away with the sword in an instant.

Ning Yao didn't need to speak at all, and Ning Yao and Chen Pingan didn't have any heart-to-heart communication, but there was no need for the two sides to meet eyes, and Chen Pingan had already followed Ning Yao's figure and disappeared in a flash.

The two sides came to a mountain top, which was where Shao Baojuan stood when he had an audience with the captain.

It's just that the middle-aged scribe and the sleepy monk were no longer seen. At this moment, the top of the mountain is empty, but there is a futon left.

After Chen Ping stretched out his hand, he lightly held the scabbard behind his back, and Ye You, who had been unsheathed for more than an inch, returned to the sheath by himself, looked around, and praised: "There is a cave in the pot, a great river and mountain, the handwriting is really not small, the master treats guests like this." , it’s hard for people to return the courtesy.”

Chen Pingan squatted down and carefully looked at the futon, which seemed to be left on purpose by the ship owner as a reward for solving the puzzle.

Ning Yao leaned on a fairy sword "Tian Zhen" with both hands, looked down at a golden palace in the sea of ​​clouds, and said, "It's still very difficult to catch this captain with just you and me."

"When you are a guest, you have to pay attention to being a guest, and when you play your life, you have to play your life."

Chen Ping left the futon behind, got up and smiled with Ning Yao: "Go back."

Ning Yao held out a sword.

At the Entry City Inn, Ning Yao and Chen Pingan returned together.

Pei Qian was already sitting on the bench next to Zhou Mili, and Xiaomi kept maintaining the half-eating posture of eating melon seeds before, as a wooden figure, and waited until the good man Shanzhu and Mrs. Shanzhu returned, Xiaomi Mili continued to eat melon seeds like flying , Chen Ping smiled and said: "It's okay, I just visited an interesting place, and I almost met a Mrs. Zhang. Next, let's chat, you can be more casual."

Chen Pingan took out four pots of wine in one breath, two pots of sweet-scented osmanthus, a pot of glutinous rice wine from his hometown, and four wine bowls, and placed them on the table one by one. The pot of glutinous rice wine was passed to Pei Qian, saying that today you and Xiaomi can both drink some, just don’t drink too much, poured a bowl of sweet-scented osmanthus wine for both yourself and Ning Yao, and asked tentatively: "Is it true that there are only three God?"

"Three years. But I won't stay long."

Ning Yao said: "Before I came here, I slashed an ancient remnant with my sword. The 'One-Eyed One' seemed to be one of the twelve high-ranking gods. For the eye, it has something to do with my breaking through the bottleneck and entering the Ascension Realm, not only the difference in one realm, but also the difference in swordsmanship, but the right time and place are not all on the opponent's side, so it is much easier than asking swords for the first time."

Break through and soar. Two sword-questioning sessions, right time and place, one-eyed person, high-ranking god.

When saying these things, Ning Yao's tone was calm, and his face was as usual. It wasn't that she purposely spoke of shocking the world in a nonchalant manner, but to Ning Yao, there was nothing much to say about all the troubles that had passed.

Ning Yao said one more thing today, "It would be easier if you were here."

It's just that Ning Yao didn't say whether it was easier for Feisheng City to have the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi in Feisheng City, or it would be easier for her to have Chen Pingan by her side. Could be both, could be all the same.

Ning Yao had nothing to be ashamed of, because it was the truth.

Even the entire Feisheng City will not deny this fact, especially the sword cultivators of the Yinguan lineage, the Wufu lineage of the criminal officials, and the young sword cultivators of the Quanfu lineage, especially miss the one who left too much behind. A young hidden official with interesting deeds and countless stories. Even if it was due to various reasons, those sword cultivators who didn't like the second shopkeeper of the wine shop and the half-outsider, when they got together to drink, they often talked about this person, whether it was "A Liang from a distance, Hidden from a close look." "Officer", or "Take down the second shopkeeper with one punch", or the flamboyance on the battlefield, they are all talking points, and they are all excellent accompaniments to wine.

For example, even among the nine sword fairy embryos brought back to Haoran Tianxia by Chen Pingan, there will be children who don't like young hermit officials, and there are more than one. But no one denies that when confronting the enemy, whether there is a hidden official around him, who will help to make suggestions, check for omissions and make up for gaps when he draws his sword, he can also be in danger when he draws his sword, and he will risk his life and forget his death. The difference is indeed not small.

Chen Pingan felt a little guilty when he heard the words, raised his wine bowl, took a sip of the wine, and picked up a dried fish from Luoluo Mountain in his home as a side dish.

Ning Yao said: "In that new world full of opportunities, if anyone can kill the ancient gods, even if they are not the top twelve, as long as they are lucky, they can get a supernatural power. Taoist Shan Qing, Tongyezhou female crown Huang Ting, Liuxiazhou, Shu heat stroke, according to the intelligence of Feisheng City, they all have their own chances."

The implication of Ning Yao's words is, of course, that if you, Chen Ping'an, are also in the fifth world, no matter what kind of Feisheng City or hidden officials, you will definitely be very busy every day, and you will be a big burden.

Chen Pingan talked about the ruins of Taiping Mountain, and hoped that Huang Ting would not have to worry too much, as long as he returned to Haoran Tianxia, ​​he could rebuild the sect immediately.

Ning Yao nodded and said, "When I get back, I'll go talk to that female crown."

Seeing that Chen Pingan was staring at him blankly, Ning Yao asked, "Need me to send an extra message? Are you in a hurry?"

Chen Pingan said firmly: "No!"

Ning Yao took a sip of wine.

Xiao Mili felt that she was finally able to speak, she turned her head and asked in a low voice: "Pei Qian, Pei Qian, is that the female crown sister you mentioned who taught you how to recite swords and drag swords, and also said that she is really good-looking, Seeing people like thieves?!"

Both master and apprentice on the table have big heads.

Pei Qian said with embarrassment, "Did I say that?"

Zhou Mili glanced at Pei Qian, then at the good Shanzhu and Shanzhu's wife, hesitated for a moment, and said, "No?"

She felt that she might have said the wrong thing, so she quickly drank a big mouthful of glutinous rice wine, laughed and said, "I don't drink well, so I'm talking drunk."

Ning Yao laughed, it seemed that he needed to chat more with Xiaomi Li.

As far as the relationship between the elders on Luopo Mountain, apart from sister Nuanshu, Zhou Mili considers herself the third, and no one dares to be the second.

Chen Ping's two senior brothers, left and right, and Jun Qian, even though they didn't stay for long on Luopo Mountain back then, without exception, relatively speaking, they talked the most with Xiaomi Li. They really like to chat with Zhou Mili, because this dumb lake monster is the most childish and outspoken. The housekeeper Zhu Lian is too watertight, the tiger Wei Bo is too reserved, Nuan Shu is too busy every day, Chen Lingjun will avoid them, only this little millet who likes to patrol the mountains, likes to ask questions, and will answer every question.

Chen Pingan immediately changed the topic, and after chatting, Pei Qian learned that the master had long admired Li Shilang from Entry City.

Pei Qian was a little weird. It seems hard to imagine that Master would admire others so much.

Zhou Mili scratched her face.

It's embarrassing,

It's no worse than being kicked out when you lose a poem.

Chen Pingan didn't realize how disappointing this Li Shilang was when he saw a real "living fairy" other than books, so he laughed with Pei Qian and said, "Do you still remember when you were young, you drove the night in Tongyezhou?" At that time, I taught you those jingles for courage?"

Chen Ping took a sip of his wine, put his fingers together and lightly tapped the table, and said with a smile: "Doors face each other, and roads face each other. Days are always longer, and the old country is opposite to other lands. The Qingshu Temple on the ground, and the Guanghan Palace in the sky. Master the talisman The Five Sacred Mountains, the seven-star pattern of the sword hanging from the waist."

Pei Qian grinned, "Cook early leeks, cut spring celery, locust trees face willows, junipers face regular script. Yellow dogs face green luan, water pools face cliffs. White jade chopsticks hang down from the mountain, and fairy family turns purple gold pills nine times."

Chen Pingan nodded, "Actually, I selected and cut out these rhymes based on the rhymes compiled by Li Shilang, and then I taught you. When Master first traveled far away, I often recited them."

These beautiful texts once accompanied the straw sandal boy through thousands of mountains and rivers. Whenever I was homesick, I would think of the streets and alleys of my hometown, the pagoda trees in the town, and the sycamore trees in the mountains. Whenever I was hungry, I would think of the aroma of scrambled eggs with leeks and dried celery. It will make an ignorant young man unable to help but think about what the Yunbian envoy Xue Yiniang, the white jade chopsticks and the purple golden pill are.

"He said in the book that there is no secret to the poor's way of enjoying themselves. There is only a way to "take a step back". When I read this, I felt that this senior was right. If you can't go around life and death, what else can you do, really can't do anything."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "But I didn't expect that Li Shilang gave another example in the back of the book. It probably said that during the hot summer season, there were many mosquitoes in the tent, and the detainees stayed in the post booth, which was unbearable. After a few words, the reason Li Shilang wanted to use this to say was "don't lead others to retreat far away", because the reason is very simple, "With this body, who has no troubles?" Therefore, comparing the past with the present, I don't know It's hard, but I feel happy. So every time I practice boxing, or encounter some things, and overcome difficulties, I feel more and more that Li Shilang's words seem to have explained a certain truth. There is no room for it to be completely clean, but he just said that he "intentions of persuasion and punishment will never be stated explicitly", isn't it strange?"

Pei Qian's eyes widened, "Master said that you should be your enemy, so don't worry about comparing yourself with anyone. If you want me to be better than yesterday and tomorrow, that's where the truth comes from?"

Chen Ping nodded with a smile, "That's not true, otherwise you think that Master's principles are all falling from the sky and then caught by me?"

Chen Pingan raised the wine bowl, turned his head to look out the window, and drank it all in one gulp. It was regarded as a toast to a bowl of wine from a distance, and he expressed his heartfelt thanks to Li Shilang.

In a garden on the first floor of the entry city, the white-haired old scholar stood side by side with Li Shilang, looking at the ripples in the pond, he said with a smile: "This flattery, this kindness, do you accept it or not?"

Li Shilang snorted coldly and said, "So what if you admire me, boy. There are more than tens of thousands of people in the world who admire Li Shilang's talents and knowledge. This kid is extremely naughty. Could it be that he treats me like a fool with a stick and a date. I dare Be sure, that kid is very clear, you and I are listening at this moment, because he already knows to call Li Shilang by name, and I can feel it."

The old scholar clicked his tongue.

Li Shilang immediately relaxed his expression, stroked his beard and smiled, "It's just that these words from the heart cannot hold Buddha's feet temporarily. Whether you are sincere or not, you can tell at a glance."

The old scholar nodded and said in agreement: "After all, he is the hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but even the captain of the ship dares to plot, and he can really be plotted by him. To make such a shrewd young man feel admired in his heart, Shiro is a big face. "

Li Shilang nodded, and said: "The Qingniu Taoist priest can only eat melons."

In Rongxiang City, one of the four cities under the boat that night, a middle-aged scribe hid himself and came to a banquet. The seats were full of red strings and emerald sleeves, and the shadows of candles were uneven. A woman was playing the piano, and the main seat was the handsome man who voluntarily gave up the position of city lord to Shao Baojuan, nicknamed Mei Zhoulang.

The middle-aged scribe took another step, came to another place quietly, and asked with a smile with a blurred man: "You and Chen Pingan used to be colleagues of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, right? Why did you let Shao Baojuan attack him? It was because you and Wen Hai, who was the former criminal officer, had made an agreement long ago, and it was a last resort?"

The man whose face even the captain couldn't see clearly was the criminal officer in the Jianqi Great Wall Prison, who took a young sword cultivator there as his direct disciple, named Du Shanyin.

And this strange sword fairy whose name is unknown in the archives of the summer resort palace, is the only move in the small prison world, which is to sword slash Wu Shuangjiang, the heavenly demon Wu Shuangjiang.

After this person left the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he has been a guest on the night boat. At this moment, the man and the boat owner said calmly: "It's just a deal. There is a woman who wants to get away from Aquarius Island."

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "It's strange, everyone in Chen Ping'an is on this ferry, isn't it the best time for her to get away? Taking a step back, Chen Ping'an went to Beiju Luzhou, and he can directly decide Changes in the situation on Zhengyang Mountain?"

The man said: "Tian Wan just made a calculation. It seems that this must be done in order to escape death."

The middle-aged scribe asked doubtfully, "Is that the Heavenly Demon that hides in the wick?"

He shook his head to himself and said: "Even if there is that Heavenly Demon of Transformation, it is still not enough. Here, even if the Heavenly Demon of Transformation is ascended, it is still relatively useless."

The man waved his hand and issued an order to evict the guest.

The middle-aged scribe just stood there, lost in thought.

Entry inside the city.

Ning Yao took out an oil lamp, gently twisted the wick, and opened a landscape barrier.

Before the Great Wall of Sword Qi ascended and left, Chen Pingan gave the oil lamp to the tailor Nian Xin, and they took the oil lamp with them to the fifth world.

Now that Ning Yao is a sword cultivator at the Ascension Stage, its existence is dispensable.

A white-haired boy popped out of the room, sitting cross-legged, suspended in the air, with a big forehead, Erqing snake, hanging two swords, wearing a robe, a pair of eyes shining brightly, probably in the small world, bored, now being After being forced to appear, he was still biting his fingers.

An Ascending Realm Transcendence Demon, whose alias is Wu Shuangjiang. In the prison of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the old deaf son was asked to call him grandpa when there was nothing to do, and the old deaf son never ambiguously called him as soon as he said it.

It's just that its green snake, double swords and magic robes have already been traded with Chen Pingan, and they are all pathetic and nostalgic blindfolds now, and now it is an out-and-out pauper.

After it saw Chen Pingan in a blue shirt, the white-haired boy was in disbelief, struck by lightning, his eyes were dull, as if he was about to cry, and then his face seemed to hurt his heart and lungs His grievances are like a drop of thick ink that drips into clear water, and instantly smudges away. He falls to the ground, moves his hands and feet, starts to cry, and finally beats his chest hard, as if he was so sad that he couldn't say a word, but just sat there. Howling on the ground.

Chen Pingan ate melon seeds, squinted and said, "Stop."

Ma Liu'er stood up, and the white-haired boy began to open his throat, his face flushed, and he strode around a table, raising his arms and shouting, "The ancestor of the hidden official, the jade tree is facing the wind, and he returned home in fine clothes, with great achievements and invincible in the world. The eleventh level is extremely high, and the fifteenth level is even higher in swordsmanship..."

Pei Qian was eating melon seeds, looking at this rather weird existence, but his words were a little out of tune, and even she couldn't bear to listen. Compared with Guo Zhujiu, it was not a little bit worse.

Zhou Mili mistakenly thought that the short winter melon was possessed by Jing Qing.

Chen Pingan said: "It's almost enough."

The white-haired boy first flattered Ning Yao, "Sister Ning really kept her promise, and she is indeed the number one person in the world who will never be shaken for ten thousand years!"

Ning Yao ignored it.

Then the white-haired boy ran to Chen Pingan's side, and asked cautiously, "Ancestor Yinguan? How about the deal?"

Chen Pingan said: "You are already free."

After Chen Ping returned to Haoran Tianxia, ​​he asked Cui Dongshan about "Wu Shuangjiang", only then did he know that the real Wu Shuangjiang was able to rank among the ten people in Qingming Tianxia. As for the white-haired boy, as he had expected, it was Wu Shuangjiang's inner demon, and he was even his Taoist companion on the mountain.

Her real name, naturally. There is such a name on the Shanshui genealogy of Sui Chu Gong, and it seems that there is no surname.

It's just that Chen Pingan thinks it's good to think that Wu Shuangjiang is Wu Shuangjiang.

Back then, with the hidden young shopkeeper of the Stork Inn, because of the "belonging" of this alien celestial demon, the two parties who had a very good relationship ended up a little unhappy.

The white-haired boy sighed, stunned and speechless, after all the hard work, he got what he wanted, but he was a little at a loss.

It suddenly put its hands on its hips and said: "Who are those two, that meatball head, and that short winter melon, what are you doing, dare to sit at the same table with my family's ancestor of the hermit official?! Did I borrow your courage? Ah? Don’t you understand human language? Sit on the floor for me quickly!”

Pei Qian chuckled.

Zhou Mili scratched her head, as long as she wasn't afraid at all.

The next moment, this soaring Heavenly Demon of Huawai suddenly appeared with an illusory figure, and instantly propped up the entry city world, slightly bowed his knees, and looked at the mountains and rivers of the land. Between heaven and earth, it put away its Dharma form and starlight in an instant, shrinking back to its original shape. Except for Chen Ping'an, Ning Yao, and Pei Qian with shining eyes, even the cavalry patrolling the city couldn't detect the ripples of energy, and even the majestic Dharma figure couldn't see the slightest bit. Only Li Shilang and the old scholar raised their heads and noticed something unusual.

It can be seen from this that Wu Shuangjiang's magical powers are extremely high. It's no wonder that Cui Dongshan would say that the owner of the Palace of the Years Extinction is about to become the latest fourteen-level monk in Qingming Tianxia.

The white-haired boy swaggered and sat on the empty bench opposite Chen Pingan, with his hands on the table, just about to stand up, when he suddenly lowered his head and saw that the little girl in black couldn't even step on the ground, so it didn't matter, and continued Sitting, I picked some melon seeds for myself, knocked the melon seeds myself, and then lowered my voice and said: "Old Ancestor Yinguan, what place is it, it's quite hanging, and if you look outside, it's pitch black The situation is good, the host here, at least the Ascension Realm has started. Could it be that this is our own mountain? Mother, what a great family! Then we really made a fortune!"

Chen Pingan said: "We are on a ferry."

The white-haired boy froze for a moment, leaned forward, he didn't care about eating melon seeds, put his hand over his mouth, and urged: "Old Ancestor Yinguan, when are we going to do it? It would be a mistake if we don't get his vote. The style is down! Now the moon is dark and the wind is high, so it is suitable to make a move. With you and Sister Ning, plus me waving the flag and shouting, I will be in charge of holding the line. Whether the ferry or not, it will be our property from tomorrow on."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Then you go to explore the road first?"

It sighed, and continued to eat melon seeds, as if it hadn't said anything.

It found some tatters on the table, cracking melon seeds was meaningless, bored, so it stood on the bench and began to fiddle with those virtual objects, a small bundle of dried plum branches, a small porcelain basin of narcissus with a simple and elegant shape, a Iron cast vase, an ebony paperweight signed "Shu Ye".

It suddenly felt a little sad, and slowly raised its head, looked at the guy who was drinking, rubbed the corners of his eyes, and said bitterly: "How come the ancestors of the hidden officials have all returned to their hometown, but they are getting more and more miserable Woolen cloth?"

Chen Ping pretended not to hear.

It suddenly asked cautiously: "Over the inverted mountain, has anyone looked for you?"

Chen Pingan didn't hide, nodded and said, "I asked for it, but I refused."

It stood on the bench and asked with a smile: "That was then, what about now?"

At that time, Chen Pingan couldn't protect himself at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He asked whether he could return to his hometown, but he refused. What will happen now that he is back in Haoran Tianxia?

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I promised you. So within eighty years, even if Wu Shuangjiang comes, as long as I'm here, you will be free."

A young man who was dozing off at the counter suddenly raised his head, then yawned, resting his chin on one hand, and smiled, "The young man has such a loud voice, will he support himself to death?"

The white-haired boy turned pale instantly.

Chen Pingan said: "Let Palace Master Wu wait hard."

The young man smiled and asked: "What should I say now? Should I take back my ignorant rhetoric and earn a lot of money from my side? Or stop me?"

Chen Ping twisted out a talisman, and said with a smile: "Since Palace Master Wu is proficient in fortune-telling, it can be counted as accurate. I will come to this night cruise, and I have been waiting for a rabbit for a long time. To be careful, it is better to make an exception again and temporarily restore the peak cultivation base. With fourteen Cultivator Jingda will make a fortune for himself, otherwise, be careful not to capsize in the gutter, it will be easy to come to Haoran, but difficult to return to Qingming Tianxia. As for the exception of Palace Master Wu, it will definitely ruin the long-distance tour with the Confucian Temple Such a rule, but I can use my merits to smooth things over for Palace Master Wu at the Confucian Temple."

On the side of the middle-aged scribe, there was a look of helplessness, Wu Shuang came to the night boat, and he didn't even notice it.

The criminal officer said: "It's a good thing, except for Ning Yao, who is a surprise to everyone. If Chen Pingan really has a trump card prepared in advance, as long as he confronts Wu Shuangjiang, the truth will come to light."

The middle-aged scribe said in amazement, "Whether you have a backer or not, if you dare to challenge a fourteenth-level monk like this, you are indeed worthy of the title of that hermit official."

He immediately sighed, "I want to see the long-lost fourteenth realm monk's methods, but I don't want to attract the attention of the Confucian Temple, it's really a bit embarrassing."

He turned his head to look at the man, and joked: "Based on Shao Baojuan's luck, he should have a place there like you and Tian Wan."

With regard to the gains and losses of Jing Gong on the bearded guest's side, Chen Pingan lost a part of his daoism.

The man nodded and said, "It can be considered."

The "young guy" at the inn stood up, and it was obvious that the owner of the Lunar New Year's Eve Palace, who had already entered the fourteenth realm, did not count as such.

Chen Ping's sleeve moved slightly, and he pulled out a talisman. There was nothing mysterious about it. He just used the talisman to "move the mountain" onto the paper, and drew an ordinary mountain top that was nothing out of the ordinary.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Palace Master Wu, do you really want to try?"

Wu Shuangjiang, who quietly rushed to Haoran Tianxia and boarded the ship quietly, just sneered.

Chen Pingan instantly sacrificed a natal flying sword, and asked Pei Qian and the white-haired boy to protect the millet grains together.

Caged sparrow.

Chen Pingan and Ning Yao stood side by side, Xiaotiandi seemed to be as usual except that Pei Qian was missing.

In the next moment, there were no living gods in the entire entry city, only Chen Pingan and Ning Yao, both with swords on their backs.

With a bird in a cage, all the streets and buildings in the small world turned into flying swords.

Wu Shuangjiang took the lead to walk out of the street with his hands behind his hands, looking at the natal magic power of the flying sword with leisure, and walked to the empty and quiet street first.

The talisman in Chen Ping's sleeve had a flash of inspiration, which disappeared instantly.

Wu Shuangjiang frowned slightly.

As soon as Chen Ping stretched out his hand, Ye You took it out of its sheath, held it in his hand, squinted his eyes and said: "Then we will meet the Fourteenth Realm for a while?"

Ning Yao smiled.

A young man in white suddenly appeared and clapped his fists, "Okay, sir!"

A slender man in a green shirt and long coat and cloth shoes raised his hand, with a willow leaf twirling between his fingers, he laughed with Wu Shuangjiang and said, "Fourteen realms, I'm so scared to death."