Sword of Coming

The real body of Yun Yun by the Yuanyangzhu River, after his neck was broken by the green shirt, his body disappeared on the spot and turned into a purple talisman with white and gold words slowly falling down.

Chen Pingan reached out and pinched the rare life-saving talisman on his fingertips. It was purple and white in color, and the treasure light was flowing. Chen Pingan did not put it into his sleeves, but shook his wrist gently and shattered it with martial arts energy.

I looked around, but there was no sign of Yun Jie for the time being.

It seems that this Middle-Earth Immortal is not very good at fighting, but very good at escaping.

The means of attack are weaker than those of Wanyao Sect Immortal Han Yushu.

On the battlefield on the river in the distance, Chen Ping'an now learned and used the "Flower Bloom" technique from Wu Shuangjiang. It was more similar in appearance and only three to four points in spirit. However, Chen Ping'an used the Shrinking Earth Talisman. The green-shirted "petals" of the blooming lotus are actually shrinking talismans, equivalent to temporary ferries, which can be used by Chen Ping'an to reverse the landscape and change positions at will.

Therefore, on the water surface of a large river in Yuanyangzhu, seventy or eighty people in green shirts stood on the water, which was quite spectacular.

All the young swordsmen have bright eyebrows, they are wearing green shirts, long coats, cloth shoes, big sleeves swaying, and they are casual and elegant.

As for Immortal Yun Jie, who suffered a big loss, when he sacrificed the substitute talisman, he had already put away the dharma image and did not know where he was hiding.

But it certainly didn't go far.

The yellow paper talisman that Chen Pingan had shaken out from one of his sleeves had been smashed by the huge waves. Each talisman was shattered. The aura of the talisman overflowed and spread everywhere. The strands of spiritual energy seemed to be pulled. He took out a fishing net and the fish he wanted to catch was none other than the immortal.

Chen Ping'an has used this method of casting a wide net with a large number of talismans to examine the details of the battlefield many times on the Sword Qi Great Wall battlefield, and has become quite skilled at it.

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes.

found it.

His mind moved slightly, and a sword light shot out quickly.

From the shore of Yuanyangzhu, we passed through more than ten miles of waterways.

The sword light pointed to the hiding place of Immortal Yun Tie's real body. After the Immortal fled away from Yuanyangzhu Island, he used a blinding method. Only a few traces of "detours" in the spiritual energy of the talisman revealed Yun Tie's traces.

An immortal in white clothes appeared on the river, holding a white jade Ganoderma lucidum in one hand, showing his immortal demeanor. Holding a snow-white bronze mirror in one hand, the mirror surface suddenly brightened like daylight, radiating with rays of light. In front of the mirror, circles of ancient mirror inscriptions were transformed into layers of landscape restrictions by the unique secret method of Jiuzhen Immortal Hall. The innermost layer The purple text begins with "Holding a Mirror Purple Clear" and ends with "Beheading Hundreds of Spirits", connected from beginning to end, like a dragon entrenched, with bright red runes in the middle, three fire dragons spinning rapidly, each holding a pearl, and the outermost circle of ancient mirrors The inscription is a rain-praying formula carved on the cliff of Jiuzhenxian Hall on the mountain gate. The halo of a layer of treasure is as big as the mouth of a well.

The sword light coming from Yuanyangzhu was a straight line, and it arrived in an instant. Immortal Yun Jie raised his arms high, silently reciting the Taoist formula in his heart, and held a treasure mirror to face the enemy.

The first inscription formation restriction of the treasure mirror was instantly shattered. Yun Jie frowned slightly and looked at it intently. It was indeed a natal flying sword, all white.

The three fire dragons in the second circle were still spinning rapidly in a circle. The orb held by one of the fire dragons suddenly had a crack.

However, the flying sword's forward momentum, which was like breaking bamboo, finally showed a trace of stagnation after breaking through the first layer of landscape restrictions, and Yun Zhe felt calm.

Yun Jie hid behind the light of the treasure mirror and took a breath. The purple smoke curled up and condensed into a five-color rope, and the vision of the treasure disappeared in a flash.

It is one of the foundations of the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion's establishment on the mountain. It is an ancestral magical power of "binding ghosts and gods with sky ropes" and is also known as the "sword catching skill". Yun Jie's teaching mentor, the Ascension Realm Patriarch, was able to make a name for himself in the Middle Earth. This technique has made great achievements and has caused many unruly sword immortals to suffer.

When the flying sword is completely hovering, or when the opponent sees a bad opportunity and wants to withdraw it, Yun Jie will let this bold sword cultivator experience what it feels like to have the flying sword captured, and then refine the soul and crush the sword's heart. .

Yun Jie always felt that the dozens of people in green shirts behind him would be in the way, so a Yin God wearing a soldier's golden black armor came out of his body and traveled far away, took away the white jade Ganoderma lucidum, turned around, the Yin God held the Ganoderma lucidum, and gently moved toward the river. With one finger, the river was surging under his feet, and there was a magnificent scene of a dragon drawing water. Then a green trace appeared on the white jade Ganoderma lucidum. Yunzao Yin Shen, who was wearing golden armor, used Ganoderma lucidum to shoot at the guests in green clothes. For a time, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and dark clouds were covering the sky. With Yunzao Yin as the center of the circle, within a radius of more than ten miles in Yuanyangzhu, day suddenly became like night.

On the surface of the river, as if Yin soldiers were crossing the border, a cavalry army gathered together with heroic spirits and ghosts appeared. They were all condensed by water transport. They were clad in cyan armor and rode the waves downstream. They were full of evil spirit and powerful as thunder.

Although it is an army of Yin soldiers with strong water transport, the atmosphere is not dirty. After all, Jiuzhen Immortal Hall is a prestigious immortal sect, not some evil heretic with no taboos.

The orbs held by the three fire dragons have been shattered, and only the last layer of the landscape formation is left in the mirror. However, Yun Jie no longer holds it with one hand, but puts his hands behind his back. He looks very calm and relaxed, as if he is sure of the flying sword. We are already at the end of our strength, and cannot break the restrictions of the immortal weapons that are the most powerful treasure of the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion.

The immortal in white clothes wears a high crown on his head, his temples are flying, and his Taoism is pure and strange.

Let’s just say it looks great.

No wonder the qi practitioners of Jiuzhenxian Hall are praised as the ghosts in the mountains by many landscape newspapers. Since there are many ancient plums planted in Jiuzhenxian Hall and there are many orchids in the mountains, the male qigong practitioners are often called Plum Fairy, and the women are often called Plum Fairy. Known as Master Lan.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the Yin soldiers charging towards him on the river.

Yin Shen travels far away, a little envious.

Chen Pingan muttered silently in his heart, "The flowers will bloom again."

Eighty-one guests in green shirts, each divided into three.

With a large river as the battlefield, the two armies faced each other, but there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides.

On the bank of Yuanyangzhu, not far from the green-shirted swordsman, three mountain monks, including Liuxiazhou Immortal Qinzao, stood side by side.

To be honest, the three of them were quite surprised when the other party appeared here. Qin Zao moved first and chose to stay ten feet away from that person.

Qin Zao glanced at the elusive blue-shirted swordsman at this moment, and laughed with his two friends beside him from his heart: "This fight will make Yun Qi's body hurt."

Strictly nodded and said: "This talisman is precious, it will hurt. In a normal fight, even if you encounter an immortal in the same realm, Yun Zhe will not sacrifice this talisman."

It was a big talisman on the mountain that had been enshrined in the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion's Patriarch Hall for many years, and it was called the Zizhi Bailuan Escape Talisman.

It is said that the talisman was given by a certain Taoist ancestor of the Immortal lineage who climbed the mountain to celebrate the ceremony when he came out of the Immortal Hall. After the ascended ancestor died, this talisman was passed down.

Qin Zao asked: "Fellow Taoist Tian Ni, have you ever seen the foundation of this swordsman's cultivation?"

The old monk who was called Tian Ni shook his head, "I can't tell. It's just that his body is incredibly tough and it's really difficult to deal with."

If monks on the mountain were to fight against sword cultivators or pure martial artists, they would mostly rely on endless techniques and skills to accumulate advantages bit by bit.

Attack magic weapons, defensive magical powers, concealment methods, and mysterious escape methods are all indispensable.

Chen Pingan turned to look at the three people and said with a smile: "Is the show good?"

Qin Zao smiled slightly and pretended not to hear.

Sword Immortal has a bad temper, so just ignore him.

Otherwise, Qin Zao will take action? Two immortals fighting a sword immortal? Even if you win, your reputation will be bad if word spreads. If you lose, it will be over, and your reputation will be ruined in one day.

Strictly nodded to the swordsman.

He wouldn't go against such a confused swordsman for the sake of Yun Jie, who has a mediocre relationship.

The true form of the green-robed swordsman was still standing where he was, raising his hands, folding them in front of him, tapping the palms of his hands lightly with a very casual expression.

Just when Yun Zhe was about to show his Dharma appearance again, he couldn't let the green-shirted sword immortal just rely on a flying sword and some weird clones to be able to discuss Taoism with an immortal like an outsider watching from the sidelines.

Yun Jie's heart strings tightened instantly, and he stepped very quickly.

Another natal treasure was sacrificed, which was the Jade Book of the Divine Sky from the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion.

Stepping on the seven stars, the gods and immortals will fly together to Yujing. The jade book in the divine sky rises to the scene, and resides in the purple courtyard forever.

On the river surface at the foot of Yun Jie, bursts of purple energy appeared, and a white jade fairy book emerged, so that the entire river surface of more than a hundred feet nearby fell instantly and surged towards both sides of the river bank.

In an instant, Yun Zhe's true body was able to enter a mysterious and mysterious "water and cloud body" state.

A silent flying sword passed through the side of Yun Zhe's neck.

This green flying sword with a strange trajectory only dragged out a little green sword light from the neck of Yun Zhe's "Shuiyun Body", and then disappeared again.

In Yun Zhe's eyes, at the center of his heart, at the key acupoints, a green flying sword shuttled back and forth. Soon, countless sword air currents had completely wrapped around the Yunshui body of an immortal.

Yun Jie still didn't dare to sacrifice the "colorful rope" without permission.

Because the first flying sword seemed to have been hiding its clumsiness before, and was pulled by the sword fairy's mind. A sudden surge of energy suddenly broke through the last formation.

The flying sword struck the mirror.

First there was a ding-dong sound, clear and melodious, resounding across both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

Then there was the sound like a nail slowly scratching a bluestone, which made people feel some instinctive scalp trouble.

Yun Jie raised a hand and held it on the mirror.

The flying sword collided with such force that Yun Jie slid back several feet on the water surface.

Yun Jie sneered in his heart. The next time the flying sword hit the mirror, waves of water ripples appeared on the mirror, and the flying sword was instantly imprisoned in the water patterns on the mirror.

Yun Jie finally took out the five-color rope, like an ancient vine wrapped around a tree, to tie up the flying sword.

Qi practitioners all over the world have put in a lot of effort and thought in order to restrain their sword cultivators.

Even if Yu Xuan was a talisman, when he was traveling in the mountains when he was young, he had to carefully refine hundreds of small sword talismans to defend himself before he was willing to go out.

On the Yuanyangzhu Island, Chen Pingan suddenly disappeared.

The pressure on the two immortals and one Yu Pu was suddenly relieved. Tian Ni, who was a royal servant of the Daduan Dynasty, couldn't help but sigh: "Staying with the sword immortal, I always feel that I will be struck by a sword inexplicably. It is really uncomfortable."

Qin Zao looked at the battlefield. He was not too excited to see the excitement, and he was a little gloating. "Yun Jie has even used the Yun Shui body. Isn't it the turn of the water spirit realm next?"

Strictly said: "Then we have forged a deadly feud and completely broken our skin."

Tian Ni nodded and said, "I heard that the Qi practitioners at Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion are not big-minded."

Strictly asked with a smile: "Who said that?"

Tian Ni smiled and said: "A Liang."

Strictly looked gloomy.

Tian Ni suddenly said: "There seems to be a senior on the Aotou Mountain side who has a close relationship with Yun Zhe's mentor?"

Qin Zao smiled and said: "It won't be such a big fuss."

It was a great Ascension Realm monk who didn't like going down the mountain. His name was Nan Guangzhao, and his Taoist name was Tianqu.

In the mountains, friends in the Ascension Realm are often those in the Ascension Realm.

Nan Guangzhao and the Ascension Realm Ancestor from Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion are close friends.

After all, it was in the realm of the Confucian Temple, and a great monk in the Ascension Realm had strict rules and would not take action easily.

Moreover, this Ascendant from Middle-earth missed the previous battle. It is said that he happened to be in seclusion and had only been out of seclusion for two or three years. Therefore, like the immortal Qin Zao, he was not invited by the Confucian Temple for this meeting. However, he was not invited. Nan Guangzhao still took the ferry quietly, staying extremely secluded along the way. He came here early and lived in seclusion after settling down. He only watched Fu Yu and others at Aotou Mountain with his old friends. End the game of chess. From the beginning to the end, Nan Guangzhao did not attend the banquet hosted by Mrs. Qingshenshan and the owner of Baihua Paradise. It is unknown whether he was not invited to the banquet or whether the old god declined in private.

Chen Ping'an "appeared" on the river as a man in green shirts, smiling and saying "flowers are falling". The green shirts who originally collided with the Yin soldiers gathered around him.

Wearing a green shirt, he stepped on the water, opened his boxing frame, punched out, opened the way with an iron cavalry formation, and asked the boxing immortal.

The golden-armored Yin Shen of Immortal Yunqi held the white jade Ganoderma lucidum and smashed it hard at that... punching warrior.

Chen Ping'an tiptoed and twisted his body to avoid the golden-armored Yin God. The river surface behind him was hit by white jade Ganoderma lucidum, as if a "well" a hundred feet deep had exploded in the river bed, and a whirlpool suddenly appeared on the water surface.

Yun Zhuo's expression was solemn. As Qin Zao expected, he did not want the green-robed swordsman who suddenly turned into a pure martial artist to get close to him, so he had to use a magical power that pressed against the bottom of the box.

A small world in the realm of water spirits appeared.

After punching in a green shirt, he disappeared on the river like a mud cow entering the sea.

Yun Jie breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue dealing with the snow-white flying sword restrained by colorful ropes. If he catches the sword and refines it, he can fiercely refine the soul of the sword immortal with the secret method of the mountain gate, which will inevitably damage the opponent's foundation.

Unexpectedly, the small world that was just created would shatter like a glass.

Yun Jie was greatly shocked. He only knew that a water spirit realm was destroyed by the combination of sword energy and a thunder method.

It's just that Yun Jie is puzzled. The two flying swords are outside the realm of water essence. Is it possible that this swordsman has a third flying sword?

Wearing a green shirt, he was hanging high in the sky, holding a Dharma seal in his hand. The five thunders contained it, and the meaning of the Tao was infinite. He was majestic and majestic.

Yunqi's eyelids trembled slightly.

Has this guy become a Taoist master again? He can't be a noble person from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, right?

Yun Jie's face was ashen, and there was a Liuli Xiange manifested by the Great Dao hovering in the palm of his hand. He clenched his hand to put it away, and at the same time quickly collected the remaining Dao Yun of a broken water spirit realm. Fortunately, he had not hurt this precious treasure. fundamental.

A thunderbolt struck from the sky, and the colorful beam of light was as big as a mountain peak.

Yunqiao put his fingers together and lifted it slightly. The mirror was placed horizontally and hung above his head.

A round treasure mirror, like the moon suspended in the sky.

The one in the sky holds the Dharma seal in his hand, and his thunder method is non-stop, falling like rain on the earth.

The fairy mirror shines brightly, and the golden-armored Yin God who traveled far away from the body has also returned to his true body. Yun Gao gently waved the white jade Ganoderma lucidum, driving the green dragons formed by the condensed river water to rush high into the sky. A river, full of visions of green dragons emerging from the water, rose up from the ground, flew away, and met the falling thunder. Dharma, competing for the amount of condensed spiritual energy and the level of Taoism.

The flying sword imprisoned by the precious mirror and the five-color rope was also shaken by the flying sword and thunder method, and began to show signs of loosening. Yun Jie could only temporarily trap the flying sword, and would never have the chance to refine it and hurt the sword cultivator's mind.

As for the green and difficult-to-tangle flying sword, it worked tirelessly, moving east and west, scurrying up and down, dragging out countless sword lights, which turned an immortal in white into a green man.

Chen Pingan glanced at the immortal on the ground and understood.

The dense bamboos do not prevent the water from flowing through, and the high mountains do not prevent the white clouds from flying.

This is probably the fundamental Taoist meaning of Yunqi's "Yunshui Shen".

It's a pity that it's not Wu Shuangjiang who can't "defeat" this magic method at a glance. However, no matter how many paths the sword takes, it is indeed like a person passing through clouds and water. The clouds and water gather and disperse without leaving a trace, so this Nine True Sect It is difficult to learn the magical powers of the Immortal Hall, both in form and spirit.

But if Chen Pingan is willing to sacrifice the bird in the cage and the moon in the well, Yunqi's Yunshui body will definitely not be so indestructible.

As long as there are enough flying swords, the bamboos will be as dense as a river embankment. It's still a matter of breaking the Tao with one sword.

As for the Five Thunder Seal in Chen Ping'an's hands, which appeared in the world for the first time, it was the Moon Ying Seal that was missing only the "heaven money". The four sides of the seal besides the land money were engraved with a total of thirty-six images of gods. When Chen Ping'an was safe, Regardless of the loss of spiritual energy, once you reach the Jade Pure Realm and accumulate spiritual energy, you will be rich and wealthy. You no longer have to be as embarrassed as a middle five spiritual practitioner. Every time you compete in Taoism, you will always end up in a situation where a clever woman cannot make a fool of herself. .

Therefore, all around the person wearing a green shirt, there are thousands of scenes and astonishing illusions, such as the god of thunder beating drums, the mother of lightning activating electricity, the wind uncle shushing the clouds, the rain master dropping water, and the gods, gods, and gods each with their own treasures and appearances.

Many miscellaneous magical powers and spells, coupled with waves of thunderous Taoist will, beat the water dragons that rose into the sky to pieces one by one.

Not only that, those Yin soldiers on the river who were let go by Yun Zhe were naturally defeated by the thunder method. They hardly needed Chen Ping'an's intention to pull them, and even the spiritual energy consumption was almost negligible, and they evolved a golden sea of ​​clouds with a golden thunder pool. First, The dark clouds were pushed away, allowing daylight to return to the originally dark sky over the mountains and rivers of Yuanyangzhu. Hundreds of thunder and lightning whips hit the Yin soldiers on the river, like golden dragons that seemed to fall from the sky to the world. Must.

This is why the most important thing in a Qi practitioner's practice is "being in harmony with the Tao". One's own Tao can defeat the opponent, but the same Tao method can get twice the result with half the effort.

Lin Qing, the old guest who was proficient in gold and jade seal carving at the riverside, praised: "What a cluster of five thunders, ten thousand methods and one mountain, authentic in the world."

Fairy Meihua Temple timidly said: "Can't you really turn on the Mirror Flowers and Water Moon?"

The thunder skills are so splendid that it makes one's heart sway. Such a beautiful fairy fight is not as enjoyable for everyone as it is for one person.

The female sword cultivator from the Meishan Sword Sect said helplessly: "Don't act recklessly. The Sword Immortal's temperament is unpredictable, and he especially annoys others who are watching the show and making noise."

The young master of the Xie family in Miyun had already stood up, raised his head and took a sip of green bamboo wine, and murmured: "If you want to recite a poem, you must recite a poem."

Li Huai clicked his tongue and said, "Li Baoping, is Chen Ping'an so fierce?"

Li Baoping was in high spirits and said with a smile: "Young uncle."

Li Huai was willing to lower himself to a higher level, and said to the young Taoist next to him: "Chen Ping'an is actually my junior uncle."

The young Taoist was smiling all over his face, but in fact he was worried. Hasn’t my seniority fallen again?

The old man in yellow looked around. Damn it, he has reached the Ascension Realm. Young Yin Guan is so excited today, and there is no hero to suppress his arrogance? If you come to the Ascension Realm, you can fight him. Whether the newly-named Taoist Nen can become famous in the vast world depends on whether God will give him a chance today.

Above Yuanyangzhu, there was an immortal master who had a good relationship with the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master Mansion. He was even more surprised and confused, "Sword cultivator, talisman, and thunder method, is this the little Celestial Master Zhao Yaoguang?"

A friend on the side shook his head and said: "The Little Heavenly Master is currently in the Confucian Temple discussing matters. Besides, Zhao Yaoguang is not a pure martial artist."

"The boxing fight from before was amazing. How much of a martial artist do you have to be? Traveling far away, to the top of a mountain?"

"It's hard to say. Anyway, if I stand still, I won't be able to withstand that punch."

"You can't really kill Patriarch Yun Jie if you're not careful, right?"

"Yun Jie's Immortal Realm has been carefully polished for hundreds of years, so it is definitely not that unbearable. We look at it and believe that Yun Jie must have a back-up plan. Otherwise, after this fight, Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion will have a bad reputation. .”

Yun Jie shook the sleeves of his robe and scattered a large handful of golden money the size of his palm.

More than a hundred golden lights rose into the sky. The long golden threads were condensed together. At the same time, Yun Jie took out a breath and performed a Taoist hall technique that was part Jiuzhenxianguan, half Daomen, half military strategist. The so-called "ten inner generals" were refined into outer generals and manifested into ten divine generals of the Thunder Department, as if they were arrayed outside. In order to cultivate this magical power, Yun Jie went out to search for thunder clouds for more than a hundred years, subdued thunder and swallowed lightning, and finally practiced the thunder method in the forbidden area of ​​Lei Ze, an ancient secret palace where he accidentally entered, and practiced it with concentration for decades.

Yun Jie wanted to use the method of thunder and asked about the method of thunder.

The ten heavenly kings of the Lei tribe compete with the thirty-six generals of the tribes led by the Dharma Seal Lei tribe.

In the sky and on the river, both sides of the confrontation were surrounded by thunder and lightning.

Lightning flashed and thundered, and the golden light shone, making the entire Yuanyangzhu land appear golden, like a golden thunder pool appearing out of thin air.

I believe that people in Aotou Mountain, Yingyingzhou and Panshui County have noticed the movement here and are already on their way.

Everyone will be curious, who dares to fight against each other without authorization at the critical moment of the Confucian Temple's discussion?

Yun Zhe drew the talisman on his palm with his fingers, held it softly, and suddenly let it go, with a thunderous bang.

Chen Ping'an casually smashed a thunder spell around him with a flick of his sleeve.

Yunqi kept drawing talismans, clenching his fists and letting go, the immortal's hands were full of thunder.

Chen Ping'an gave a gentle push, and the five thunder seals rose slightly into the air, turning the avenue on their own. He put his fingers together and made a light stroke at will to cut open the cloud thunder spell in front of him.

There were more and more discussions on Yuanyangzhu's side, and some people were anxious, "Damn it, where did this guy come from? Is he a great master of martial arts, or a tough swordsman?!"

Putting yourself in his shoes, if he had swapped places with Yun Jie, he would have been stabbed to death by the flying sword long ago without the Yun Shui body. Otherwise, it would have been a close body without the Purple Zhizhi Bai Luan Escape Talisman, and his neck would have been broken. What kind of golden elixir, Yuanying, and soul Yin Shen, can't they just be followed by that person and shattered with a few punches?

Yun Jie seems to be a series of immortal spells, with flowing clouds and flowing water, and the immortal energy floating in the air. In fact, he knows that he is suffering. Fighting on the mountain, fighting back and forth, consumes spiritual energy, and loses the magic weapon, which is a lot of immortal money. , what is consumed is oneself and the Shanmen’s heritage. Qi practitioners on the mountain why they hate sword cultivators and pure martial artists so much. One asked about swordsmanship, and another asked about boxing. When they started to spar, the person being asked often couldn't be said to have any great training.

Yun Jie developed magical powers again.

With his hands making secrets and his feet stepping on the seven stars, the jade book under his feet glowed with treasure and evolved into a Taoist altar. Finally, a majestic pavilion appeared behind Yun Jie, with the word "Yuting" written on the gold plaque.

Standing among them is an elusive immortal with a vague face.

Around the pavilion, the sky and the earth were dark and flooded by heavy rain.

Yunqi held a long sword in one hand and pinched the neon charm in the other, with a solemn look on his face, and silently recited an ancient magic formula in his heart: "The white clouds appear at the bottom, the mist descends, first the sun and the moon are lost, and then the universe is transformed, the mountains are alive, the water is rising, the four seas and the five mountains, In accordance with the law of Mr. Jiuhou of the Three Mountains. The gods on the mountain top, behead the dragon at the bottom of the sea, decapitate it with a sword, and give the head to the white boy in the west, decree!"

The immortal figure remained motionless, but a flying sword appeared in front of him.

Over at Yuanyangzhu, Qin Zao twisted his wrist, and a green bamboo flute appeared. He tapped the palm of his hand gently and said with a smile: "Yun Qiao looks like he is really fighting for his life."

Be careful of getting hurt.

I have never heard of what Yun Qi did. Is it most likely the trump card used by the Jiuzhen Immortal Hall to press down the coffin board?

Tian Ni said: "Dignified Immortal, a sparring match is like being stepped on by others, and everyone will be upset."

Yan Yan raised his head and looked at the huge pavilion, especially the ethereal "immortal" in it, which was a bit thrilling. "This is it? Who is it?"

Qin Zao said with a smile: "God knows, there is a preacher in the Ascension Realm, of course he is rich."

Although Qin Zao smiled, he was still quite surprised in his heart. He felt that the "god man" whose appearance could not be seen clearly was just resting in the rain pavilion and was not from the lineage of ancient water gods.

as expected.

Another immortal attic was built next to Yun Jie, but the plaque read the word "furnace". There was still an immortal sitting in it, and the atmosphere was similar to the avenue.

The immortals in the two buildings each hold a sword.

Chen Ping'an looked intently.

It always feels a little weird.

This feeling is just like the man I met when I went out to Tongye Island Flying Eagle Castle. I obviously didn't recognize his appearance, but I always felt a little familiar.

Of course it doesn't mean that the two "gods" in the pavilion are the men. Instead, Chen Pingan vaguely remembered an unknown old man who had a very good relationship with Old Yao, but was not a kiln worker. He had a good relationship with Liu Xianyang. When Chen Pingan was an apprentice kiln worker, he never said a word to the old man. I only heard Liu Xianyang mention that when Old Man Yao was staring at the kiln fire, the two old men often chatted together. After the old man passed away, it was still a simple matter that Old Man Yao took care of alone.

When Chen Ping'an was about to sacrifice the bird in the cage.

Turning around and looking, an old man came to Yuanyangzhu Island in the wind. After hovering, he sneered: "How dare a little Jade Pu sword cultivator make trouble in the important place of the Confucian Temple?"

The old monk and Yun Jie said to each other in their hearts: "Yun Jie! Are you crazy? Why don't you put away this technique quickly!"

It was Nan Guangzhao, a great monk in the Ascension Realm.

If this secret technique of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion reaches its peak state, five sword-wielding gods will appear. Once the monk sacrifices it, it is equivalent to five Ascension Realm sword cultivators to help out, and at the same time hand out a sword with all his strength.

Unfortunately, in the hands of old friends from Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, after spending countless heavenly materials, earthly treasures and immortal money, they could only refine the three edicts of water, fire and wood, and the power of the attack was greatly reduced. After Yun Jie inherited the Taoism, he still There can only be one more native law edict.

The key is that in this formation, there is only one chance to take action. If there were no outsiders, Nan Guangzhao might have yelled at Yun Jie, saying that it would be useless after use. Are you wasting it on a Jade Pu Realm sword cultivator?

As for whether Yun Jie was bluffing, or was really ruthless and determined to kill the man with his sword, or was using this to express his feelings to Nan Guangzhao and take the opportunity to ask for help, Nan Guangzhao was too lazy to think about it at the moment. Yun Jie was, after all, He couldn't ignore the only direct descendant of his old friend.

Yun Jie hesitated for a moment, but still obeyed Nan Guangzhao and put away the half-used spell.

Relieved.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The method used by Patriarch Yun Jie to mobilize reinforcements is really eye-opening."

Yun Jie smiled and said nothing, but still operated the mirror carefully to prevent this guy from jumping over the wall.

Since you are willing to talk nonsense, just go ahead and play tricks with Nan Guangzhao.

It’s here, it’s finally here, the Ascension Realm monk is here!

The young Taoist kept rubbing his hands, impatient and greedy, but he still asked cautiously: "Master?"

Li Huai asked: "Aquarius?"

Probably this means that one thing reduces one thing.

Li Baoping thought for a while, "If you can protect yourself, stop him."

Li Huai nodded, turned to the old man in yellow with itchy hands and said, "Be careful. If you lose, just give up. There is no shame in it."

The young Taoist wiped his mouth and said, "Easy to say, easy to say."

Not giving Chen Ping'an a chance to talk nonsense, the young Taoist laughed loudly, shouted at the top of his voice, "Here comes the young Taoist," and turned into a rainbow and went straight to Yuanyangzhu, the Ascension Realm.

The entire Yuanyangzhu was violently blown by strong winds, thundering and shaking in the sky, and strange phenomena appeared, such as the third eye opening, and huge whirlpools appearing horizontally and vertically.

The huge sense of oppression that filled the world almost suffocated all the Qi practitioners below the upper five realms. Even immortals like Qin Zao felt it was difficult to breathe.

Li Huai rubbed his chin. This old guy turned out to be a real person without showing his face.

How come the old blind man and A Liang don't have the slightest pretense of being an Ascension Realm master?

Li Baoping asked: "You don't know Taoting's cultivation level?"

Li Huai said: "I know, but I just know, I never think too much about it."

Otherwise, if you think about it too much, how can you still be in trouble?

Chen Pingan put away the Five Thunder Seal.

Yun Jie then took advantage of the situation and put away most of the treasures and magical powers, but still maintained the state of Yun Shui.

As for the flying sword that was imprisoned by the five-color rope, Yun Jie felt it was a bit hot to touch. Return it? Keep it?

The moment he showed up in Nanguang, there was no such problem. At this moment, Yun Zhe was worried and always felt a little suspenseful.

After all, Nan Guangzhao is his mentor and friend, not the founder of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion.

But that astonishingly powerful ascendant, who calls himself "young Taoist", God knows if he is the elder of this swordsman's sect.

Chen Ping'an laughed in his heart and said: "We won't continue until Yuanyangzhu's fight is over, so you keep the flying sword for now. Otherwise, if you don't return the flying sword to me, for the sake of fairness, I will have to give it to you again. You It won't be troublesome to show off this rope again, and in the eyes of outsiders, it will be easy to make a joke, just like a child playing house."

Yun Jie felt great hatred in his heart.

Half of them hated the swordsman for his strange aura, and half of him hated the direct descendant of Li Qingzhu for causing trouble. Things that are ineffective will fail more than they accomplish!

Chen Ping'an seemed to have seen through the immortal's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't blame Brother Qingzhu, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and the family did not teach him well, so don't blame the juniors for going out and getting into trouble. When you need help wiping your butt, don't blame the shit for eating. "

Yun Zhe snorted coldly.

The man continued: "Don't worry, as long as your final end is miserable enough, many people watching the fun will only say my fault, not pay attention to the order of precedence, and will not ask about the reasons."

And these "follow-ups" are actually the results that Chen Ping'an wants most.

While Chen Pingan was chatting with the white-clothed immortal, he paid attention to the fight between the immortals in Yuanyangzhu.

Very surprised.

Unexpectedly, one of them did not live up to his name at the Ascension Realm. What was even more surprising was that the combat power of that "young Taoist" might be almost the same as that of the old deaf boy from the Sword Qi Great Wall.

The outcome was soon known.

Less than half a stick of incense, at the "gateway" of a whirlpool, an old man in yellow grinned, his body slightly stooped, and he was slowly sheathing a long sword intertwined with thunder and lightning.

Lian Zhan Nanzhao's dharma appearance and true body, that piece of shit ascending realm that even he didn't know the name of, had a slanting crack cut in his robe, and his true body was bleeding profusely.

Nan Guangguang's face was filled with an expression of horror that could not be concealed.

Although at first it was because I was around the Confucian Temple that I was restrained and did not dare to exert my full strength, I never thought that I would be completely at a disadvantage if I was not careful.

The young Taoist half sheathed the long sword and asked with a smile: "What do you say? I'm going to step down for you. Either you surrender and save your life, or we make a verbal agreement of life and death?"

Nan Guangzhao's face looked uncertain.

How to end? Is there really going to be a big fight? You definitely won't be able to defeat him, but you can't just go back to Aotou Mountain in disgrace, right?

The young Taoist sneered, "Don't be embarrassed. If I don't chop off a few kilograms of your flesh, I won't be able to see the young master."

For Monk Yuanyangzhu, the great sun in the sky changes from its initial loss to its eclipse and finally its eclipse in just a matter of seconds.

The sky and the earth are dark.

Hundreds of Qi practitioners gathered in the small world of the old man in yellow.

A generous act of stealing the sky and changing the day.

Li Baoping suddenly said in annoyance: "I shouldn't be helping, but I'm doing my little uncle a disservice!"

Li Huai's heart tightened.

Li Baoping said: "It's my fault, it has nothing to do with you."

Li Huai said oh.

Chen Ping'an smiled with the two of them and said from his heart: "It's okay."

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At the Confucian Temple, Jingsheng Xiping, who was standing at the door earlier, had a word with A Liang.

Ah Liang relayed it to a few people around him.

He was sitting upright, his expression as usual, and no change could be seen at all.

Qi Tingji smiled and said: "Yunqi? The owner of Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion, if I remember correctly, is in the immortal realm. When will Lord Yin Guan be able to fight an immortal?"

I remember when selecting the top ten young people in the world, Chen Pingan seemed to be just a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator and a Mountain Top Realm martial artist.

Lu Zhi said: "Did you fall off a cliff and pick up martial arts secrets?"

A Liang asked doubtfully: "Sister Lu, are you serious or are you joking?"

A Liang then turned to look at Zuo Zuo, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, "You really don't care? If you think it's boring to fight an immortal, I'll do it."

He opened his eyes left and right and looked at the famous Zhuolu Songzi, "Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion and Dayong Dynasty are not strong enough."

Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion is now a vassal mountain of the Song family.

It's not easy to add "子" after your last name.

In addition to Chen Pingan by the river, there is actually a small heaven and earth forbidden area near the Confucian Temple.

In addition to the discussion by the river, it is divided into three parts. Chen Pingan seems to be carrying a sword and climbing to Tuoyue Mountain. The Yin God travels far away from his body, and the Yang God goes to Yuanyangzhu River to fish.

As for why Li Sheng did what he did, Chen Pingan didn't think much about it.

After Hedao Sword Qi Great Wall, the things that originally happened to earthly immortals became a luxury.

Chen Ping'an discovered that this place was somewhat similar to the three "workshops" on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

At the moment, Chen Ping'an was standing at the door of a long row of houses. Inside were a dozen qi practitioners from various schools of thought, who were casting a machine puppet.

There are piles of blueprints on the table in the house, and many treasures of heaven and earth are piled up everywhere.

It is a division of labor and collaboration between hundreds of schools of qi practitioners, casting, refining, stacking, talismans, mechanisms, even though a sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs.

A war is nothing more than materials, money, and people. Tactics, strategy, hearts and minds.

Li Sheng said that fighting is the biggest strategy. In addition, it actually requires the accumulation of countless details to help Haoran Tianxia turn its advantage into victory.

An old monk raised his head and looked at Chen Ping'an at the door, with an unhappy expression on his face, "What are you doing here?"

I recognize that the young man in front of me is a hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, but it doesn't matter if he has a detached status. It doesn't matter if he goes to the Confucian Temple to discuss matters, whether he is standing, sitting, or lying down. Don't come here to mess around.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to say: "Come here and take a look."

You can't honestly say that you were thrown here by the Li Sheng.

The old monk sneered and said: "Proficient in arithmetic? Good at mechanism skills? Are you a famous craftsman?"

A series of questions.

Chen Pingan just shook his head and said, "I'll just take a look."

Curious indeed.

The old man seemed to have heard a joke, "Otherwise, what else could you do?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "I can't do anything. I can only promise not to delay the masters from their business."

When you go out, you have two names. Even if they are unpleasant, they will not offend anyone.

One is Mr. One is a master.

When you meet someone who looks like a scholar, call him sir. When you meet a craftsman, call him master.

The old man probably felt that he didn't want to hit the smiling man. Since this kid knew his taste, he couldn't continue to suppress him.

Chen Ping'an is really used to this and doesn't feel cowardly at all.

After gently crossing the threshold, he put his hands on his sleeves and quickly stopped, carefully looking at everything in the house.

Chen Pingan likes the atmosphere here. Because there is a long-lost familiar feeling, as if I have returned to the entrance of the Long Kiln when I was young. Everyone was silent, each performing his or her duties. All the words that needed to be said were at hand.

Just like a summer palace, it may not welcome the visit of a certain great swordsman. It has nothing to do with the realm of swordsmanship or the level of swordsmanship, it's just that there is specialization in the art.

In Chunfanzhai, Yan Ming, Nalan Caihuan, and Wei Wenlong were busy settling accounts every day, but the man in charge of the summer palace, Sword Fairy Mi, was over there. Why was the table close to the door? Of course, I just act as the doorkeeper every day, just for show. Mi Yu has a generous heart, and he can still drink a little wine every day, read a few miscellaneous books, and spend his time leisurely.

All skills are actually a small world.

The old porcelain-firing masters of Long Kiln are certainly not as wealthy as those with big surnames on Fulu Street and Taoye Lane, but if you are a wealthy family in a small town, if you want to buy porcelain, go to the kiln entrance to pick out "defective products", so don't pretend to be rich. If you are too arrogant, you will obediently bring a few bottles of good wine to meet you, put down the wine, and start talking, but you have to add the suffix of "master" to your last name again and again.

Chen Ping'an stood there, quietly acting like a wooden figure. It took about a moment to burn incense without saying a word, and then he quietly left.

The old monk glanced at the door and felt that the young hermit official was quite abiding by the rules.

In another place, Chen Pingan found a group of people in the house who seemed to be proficient in long and short techniques.

In another place, there are maps hanging on the wall, and the practitioners are comparing the secret records of the Confucian Temple to draw the pictures carefully. On paper, it dismantles the wild geography of mountains and rivers.

At another place, Chen Pingan stopped for a long time. The monks in the room were very good-tempered. Although they did not recognize Chen Pingan's status as a hermit official like the previous master of the craftsman family, they all had smiling faces.

It turned out to be Ji Ran's family. Don't be a businessman, form your own line. The settlement of accounts for several intercontinental ferries is being calculated.

Over at Aotou Mountain, in the mansion where Liu Jubao was staying, the Aaizhou God of Wealth was looking over the mountains and rivers, and a landscape painting appeared in the lobby.

His wife was already busy on her own, because she heard that there was a baggage house over at Yiaozhou Island, but the woman called her son to join her, and Liu Youzhou was not willing to follow. The woman was very sad, just thinking of those familiar aunts on the mountain. , strolling around Baofengzhai with her, and every time we fall in love with something we like, we inevitably have to weigh our wallets. If we can afford it, we grit our teeth. If we find something that pleases us but we can’t afford it, we will pretend to be displeased... Thinking of these, I immediately became happy.

In addition to Liu Youzhou, there are also two Liu clans who worship, Pei Axiang and Liu Suiyu in Leigong Temple.

There are also two outsiders, Yu Panshui, and the young emperor of the Xuanmi Dynasty, Yuan Zhou.

The young emperor was full of energy, "This Lord Yin Guan has a bad temper. I like him very much!"

He is highly capable, famous, and has a bad temper. If he catches an immortal, he will do whatever he says.

Liu Youzhou chuckled and said, "The painting in my study at home must be worth a lot of money now."

Liu Suiyu sat on the chair with a lazy posture, holding his chin with one hand, and said in wonder: "He is Pei Qian's master."

When Pei Axiang saw the punch of the iron cavalry in the scroll, he wondered: "It's a bit too much pressure. Fighting with an immortal to fight for your life is a bit too much."

Liu Jubao laughed softly and said, "Fat Yu, does he look familiar?"

Yu Panshui nodded, twitching his beard and squinting, "The technique is very good."

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By the river, the old scholar did not continue climbing, but asked Chen Ping'an to continue climbing to the top and return to the river alone.

The old scholar was worried and hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but asked: "Is it really not possible?"

The Li Sheng nodded, and after dividing Chen Ping'an into three parts, he verified one thing and it was unmistakable. He said to the old scholar: "In the early years at Shujian Lake, the sequelae of Chen Ping'an's broken golden gallbladder were too great. It’s not just as simple as missing one of the Five Elements’ natal objects, plus the later Hedao Sword Qi Great Wall, Chen Ping’an is destined to be unable to refine the natal characters except for the Yin God and the Yang God.”

The Li Sheng paused for a moment, looked at the young man walking at the end of Tuoyue Mountain, and said, "It's a pity."

The old scholar held it in for a long time without being able to utter a word. In the end, he just stamped his feet lightly. The old man could only sigh, "That little slug who knows his mistakes and never corrects them."

Li Sheng said: "In the final analysis, isn't it Cui Chan's intention?"

The old scholar knelt down and was lost in thought. He was silent for a long time and then nodded, "Actually, he blames me more."

Li Sheng said: "It's not all bad. As a teacher, you don't need to blame yourself too much."

Bai Ze said with a smile: "A hundred ambitions are only as good as success, and there are many roads."

Panshui County.

Not long after Zheng Juzhong came here distractedly, Fu Xi came over to the house to play chess with Gu Can.

Gu Can's chess skills were average, so Fu Zhi used moves that were comparable to Gu Can's chess skills.

Zheng Juzhong sat at the main seat. He was not interested in the chess game and picked up a few books placed next to Gu Can.

When Gu Can was in Baidi City and Fuyao Island, when he was not practicing Taoism, he would read hundreds of schools of thought and many anthologies, and read even more miscellaneous books.

For example, Zheng Juzhong currently has two books in his hand. One is a green-checked manuscript on how to estimate labor costs for building large ships.

One is a manuscript about cheating in the imperial examination. The characters are as small as ants, dense but not tight, and sparse and clear.

These books, not to mention the monks on the mountain, or the Confucian students in the academy below the mountain, are unlikely to touch them.

Zheng Juzhong was actually quite surprised that Chen Ping'an appeared out of thin air in Yuanyangzhu, so he flipped through the book and waved his sleeves.

Before the chess game was over, Gu Can threw in his pieces and admitted defeat.

Fu Xi nodded.

On the scroll, everyone’s thoughts and words can be clearly heard.

Both Gu Can and Fu Xi were accustomed to this.

Chen Ping'an's conversations with Yu Yue and Lin Qing were all heard by Baidi Cheng.

Fu smiled and said, "This hidden official is indeed very good at talking."

Zheng Juzhong put down the book and said with a smile: "Only when you are knowledgeable, can you be sincere when you affirm other people's words, and even your denial will have weight. Otherwise, all your words, no matter how loud your voice is, whether it is harsh words or low eyebrows Flattery is lighter than a feather. Fu Zi can no longer learn this thing. He is old, but you have learned it well, Gu Can."

Fu Xi nodded and said: "Just like Chen Pingan's Xiaoshu coin, it is a walking pavilion that can be walked around by people. So as long as Chen Pingan meets Su Zi in his future life, Su Zi will be willing to join the industry. Take a seat in the pavilion. Because of sincerity. The monks on the mountain top are like Su Zi, and the poems are as heroic as Su Zi. They will not reject the sincerity of this junior. So even if Su Zi has some bad impressions of Chen Ping'an elsewhere, they will be invisible. dispel."

This is actually a question of swordsmanship and boxing, and he can win a game quietly.

Because of Gu Can's relationship, Fu Xi knew a lot about Chen Ping'an.

Gu Can nodded. This truth is very simple, it is easier said than done, because on the road of life, it often requires a lot of knowledge to support a seemingly simple truth.

Master has said that any complete principle is like a house, not just a few beams.

Over the years, he has walked through the lake of slips and slips no less than a hundred times, and he can certainly discover one thing. From Liu Laocheng, to Liu Zhimao, to Zhang Jing, Tian Hujun, etc., these people have different temperaments, life experiences, and mountaineering paths. They are different, but even those who are hostile to Chen Pingan, the accountant, don't seem to have much ill feelings toward Chen Pingan. There is no disdain like the way smart people look at fools, nor the kind of disdain that people with a higher level look at monks halfway up the mountain. In particular, Liu Laocheng and Liu Zhimao, Yu Pu and Yuan Ying, both of whom were born as wild cultivators, regarded the accounting clerk, who was not at a high level at that time, as an opponent that should not be underestimated.

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "Chen Ping'an has a lot of such "little summer money", which means that he has built many resting pavilions. As for Pima Zong, Chunlu Garden, Yunshang City, and Longgong Cave, they are no longer just pavilions. , but became Chen Ping'an's fairyland ferry. Chen Lingjun left his hometown and traveled to Luzhou in Beiju, where the swords are like clouds. This is the reason why he was able to go smoothly. "

When Zheng Juzhong said this, he shook his head, "Han Qiao is too lazy and slow to learn anything, so besides practicing a few techniques, it is a good thing not to think too much about everything. Fu Qi could have done this, but it's a pity that The enemy you have in mind is your swordsmanship and the title of Little White Emperor. The three of you, as cultivators, can't just be like ordinary teenagers who have left school all your life, fighting with people every day, and being beaten. Nose is bruised and face is swollen, but you still enjoy it, if you are braver, it is nothing more than holding a stick and a knife."

Fu Xi said: "Negation of negation is the cornerstone of affirmation."

Gu Can silently wrote it down.

Zheng Juzhong pointed to the scroll and suddenly asked with a smile: "Why did he do this?"

Fu Xi said: "This hidden official is drawing a line for himself."

Deliberately focusing on his identity as a sword cultivator and slightly distancing himself from the literary sage lineage.

Gu Can lowered his head and looked at the chessboard with few moves.

Zheng Juzhong nodded and said: "Someone has already started to make arrangements."

It will take about three to five years for the people behind the scenes to make Chen Pingan "come to light" in the vast world. This last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall must be molded into a person with flawless achievements. Born into poverty in a back alley, he taught Qi Jingchun at Lizhu Cave. Qi Jingchun became his teacher and accepted his disciples. He traveled thousands of miles, and his ambitions, temperament, and morality were no less than those of a sage who accompanied him to worship. His achievements and accomplishments were even higher among the younger generation. Leader, such a young monk in his 40s just doesn't have a statue in the Confucian Temple and must be respected by thousands of people.

Han Qiaise turned her head at the door and asked, "What should we do if we don't have opportunities like Li Qingzhu and Yun Qi?"

Gu Can picked up two chess pieces, held them in his hands, creaked, and said with a smile: "Far away in the horizon, close in front of you."

Chen Pingan will definitely find their master, the Lord of Baidi City, to do business.

Whether it is Yuanyangzhu, Panshui County or Wenjindu, there will definitely be such a storm.

Fu Xi said: "Chen Pingan only needs to give people an impression. Let people know that he is actually..."

Han Qiaise, who was sitting on the threshold, casually answered, "A person with a bad temper?"

Fu Zhen shook his head, "He is still a young man."

Young and frivolous, youthful and energetic. Young people with bad tempers are often right. If you are too mature, you will be deeply suspected by the city government, which will easily make young people jealous and old people will not like it.

Han Qiao looked stunned.

Sword cultivator, hidden official, Zhijing martial artist, master of Luolu Mountain, Confucian disciple, direct descendant of cultural background, Taoist Ningyao couple... all identities and titles are secondary.

Because he is young, he is not knowledgeable enough and can study. If he is not cultivated enough, he can still read a few more books by sages. As long as you are young, a young man, that hidden official, you can win more room for maneuver for yourself.

Han Qiaose said: "There must be someone who can figure this out."

Fu Xi said: "Everyone with a normal mind wants it."

Han Qiao rolled her eyes and continued to apply blush.

Gu Can said: "He is not guarding against those who want to know, but he is careful about other people's 'thinking they know'."

Fu chuckled, "So if that Yu Yue helps with the sword, all of Chen Ping'an's plans will be in vain."

Han Qiaise glanced at the little white emperor. When he smiled, he was indeed very handsome, but unfortunately he was not as lovable as Gu Can. This was just a matter of eyesight.

Fu Xi continued: "There are indeed many people and things who are kind and harmful to us."

Because once Yu Yue draws his sword, his identity as a hidden official will overwhelm the impression of that "young man".

A young hidden official, half a sword cultivator in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, could ask a sword cultivator named Haoran whom he had just met to help him draw a sword when he returned to his hometown. Of course, he would be extremely jealous, resentful, and critical. This is of course contrary to Chen Ping'an's original intention.

Gu Can looked up suddenly.

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "I finally realized it later."

Li Qingzhu in Jiuzhen Immortal Hall is caused by inner demons.

The original intention is still the same, but the intention that is the size of a mustard seed will suddenly become bigger.

And the Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion was one of the immortal forces that "encircled and suppressed" Baidi City. As for the Ascension Realm's body and death, it was of course Zheng Juzhong's behind-the-scenes work, and he used his own way to deal with it. It's just a human body, there is no need for Zheng Juzhong to really take action. An old monk who was undergoing a life-and-death retreat, from the sect's landscape formation, to the proud direct disciple who was supposed to help protect the formation, to the quiet infiltration of an enemy from the mountains, everything has changed. How can he still survive?

Zheng Juzhong picked up a chess piece, placed it on the chessboard, and said casually: "Yun Jie's Taoist companion is considered your half-way senior sister. She is anonymous in Baidi City. Otherwise, with her cultivation qualifications, she will not be able to become an immortal."

Gu Can asked: "Does Chen Ping'an know?"

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "Otherwise? I must have guessed it. Regardless of whether it is confirmed or not, it will not delay him from making a big fuss in Yuanyangzhu. I am just following the trend and giving him a sufficient reason to visit."

Gu Can stopped talking. Fu Qi was also silent.

Zheng Juzhong said to Fu Xi, "I'm here to help Gu Can continue playing chess."

Fu Xi shook his head and said: "We will lose. No less."

Zheng Juzhong did not force the matter, and just played a game of chess on his own. The pieces were flying on the chessboard. In fact, it was still a chess game between Gu Can and Fu Xi.

On the road of life, for many spectators, it is just a game of chess and makeup.

Gu Can suddenly said: "Actually, Chen Ping'an is more suitable for Baidi City."

Zheng Juzhong smiled and said: "Anywhere that is not Baidi City is suitable. When life reaches a water-poor place, it is when the moon reaches the heart of the sky."