Sword of Coming

After getting off the boat and landing, there was actually still some distance from the Skeleton Beach Ferry. No matter what, Chen Ping'an originally planned to go to Muyi Mountain where the Pima Sect's ancestral hall is located when he returned to Aquarius Continent. As for the mural city, let alone go there. Anyway, the opportunity is gone, and the painted pictures have become white-drawing scrolls.

However, Chen Ping'an has to go to Naiheguan Market, which is the entrance to Guixi Valley. Now Guixi Valley has lost its backbone due to the disappearance of Gao Cheng. Not only is Jingguan City leaderless, the lord of Bailong City, Pu Chuan, has gone to Aquarius Island. There was also no news from the battlefield, and only a few rumors spread. It was rumored that Pu Chun followed a monk and traveled to the Western Buddhist Kingdom together. The departure of Gao Cheng and Pu Chuan left many cities in Fugou City. The heroic spirits and ghosts had to quickly form a loose alliance, and then reached a contract with the Pima Sect. The two parties would not attack each other within a hundred years. Therefore, the current Ghost Valley has completely changed. Although it is still gloomy, it is just If foreign monks want to come here to practice again, they will not be able to do it, because they have lost the protection of Pima Sect, and all the major ghosts are abnormally united. However, if someone really thinks that they can run rampant in the Ghost Valley and kill them all by themselves. , Pima Sect didn’t stop him either.

Chen Ping'an carried a night tour on his back and hung a vermilion wine flask on his waist.

Ning Yao wears a golden robe and carries a sword box on his back.

Pei Qian carried a bamboo box on his back and held a hiking stick in his hand. Inside stood a little girl in black, holding millet grains on her fingers, calculating when to return to her hometown, the big dumb lake.

The white-haired boy used a blind trick, but he still looked like an Erqing snake wearing heavenly clothes.

In addition to Chen Ping'an, there is also an Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator, an Ascension Realm Transformation Demon, a Mountain Top Realm Bottleneck Warrior, and of course a Cave Realm Big Water Monster.

It's a shame that Gao Cheng is not in Jingguan City now, otherwise he wouldn't have stopped Chen Ping'an from leaving.

After stopping at the Skeleton Beach for a while, Chen Ping'an didn't even plan to take Song Lanqiao's Chunlupu ferry.

The Chunlu Garden matter is complicated because it involves money exchanges in business, the incense relationship between the two mountains, the personal friendship between the monks, and some face... But in the final analysis, it is the human heart. So even Zhu Lian, the down-and-out butler of the mountain, together with Wei Wenlong, the accountant, and Wei Bo, the tiger king, would all have a headache about this matter.

Chen Ping'an will first go to Suijia City of Yinping Kingdom and have a drink at the Fire Temple. Eight hundred miles away from the county town, there is also Cangjun Lake. The Lord of the Lake Yinhou should have a new dragon chair. As for Shao I wonder if the two ancestral temples in Xixi and Tiaoxi have changed their owners now.

Dumb Lake is just over the border of Baoxiang Kingdom. After that, go to Jinwu Palace to talk to Liu Dajianxian to reminisce about the past. Then go to Chunlu Garden, then go to Caique Mansion and Yunshang City where Xu Xingjiu is, and go to Paidi Peak to find Zhang Peak, then take the wine to Taihui Sword Sect to find the famous wine master.

Naturally, we need to make a special trip to the Chongxuan Office of the Dayuan Dynasty. It is not polite to come and go. We visit the Emperor Lu and the Imperial Preceptor Yang Qingyan, and then go to the Duckweed Sword Lake in Licai to meet Chen Lihe. After Gao Youqing, two sword embryos, found Shen Lin and Li Yuan of Duke Dadu, in addition to thanking them for protecting Chen Lingjun in Dudu, they also talked about the leasing or purchase of Fushui Island in the Dragon Palace Cave...

In Luzhou, Beiju, there are actually quite a few places that Chen Ping'an wants to go to.

The group of people walked against the wind, and soon they could see the towering Muyi Mountain and the swaying river running north to south.

After Chen Pingan left the night ship and landed again, he kept twisting the green talisman with his fingertips, using it to determine the position of the night ship in the vast world, and by the way, he checked his guess about the speed of the night ship. His only worry was himself. You can use this talisman to find night sailing ships, and night sailing ships can also find you. However, on the boat earlier, Chen Pingan was a little hesitant and still did not ask Master Zhang about the matter. Chen Ping'an said casually: "In the previous sparring match with Cao Ci, when we left the Merit Forest and reached the Confucian Temple Square, Cao Ci and I asked for something. Each of us would withdraw 20% of our strength."

Ning Yao asked curiously: "Is he willing to agree to this?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Of course I agreed, we are all friends, and there is no reason why Cao Ci should not agree to this trivial matter. In return, I suggested that he let him sell iron and bet on the winning game, ensuring that he can make a lot of money."

Ning Yao was speechless.

Let Cao Ci bet on himself to lose? There are really not many people who can make fun of Cao Ci like this.

Chen Pingan began to introduce the customs and customs of Naiheguan. He said that when Shanze Yexiu came here to wander around, he used to swing the river temple to burn incense and pray for blessings. Then he went to the Mural City to see if he could have good luck, and finally bought In this "Reassurance Collection", you tie your head in the waistband and enter the ghost valley. Whether you can see the light of day again depends on God.

But now these are old almanacs. In the past, the book that made people more and more uneasy as they read it is no longer printed by Pima Sect. Without the blessing of the mural city, the number of tourists has become sparse, and it is almost completely closed. On the surface, it has lost Gao Cheng and Pu Chun, and secretly, it has lost the monks of Dayuanyue Temple and Xiaoxuan Duguan Gaozhen. In fact, it is just a pile of scattered sand, scattered mountain forces, and cities that are not long. Therefore, in name, they have signed a contract with Muyi Mountain, and the water in the well does not violate the river. But in private, one by one, they have taken the initiative to ask the Pima Sect. Surrender.

Chen Ping'an pointed to the monastic places outside the small world of Guixi Valley, and said with a smile: "There is a secret futon in Sanlang Temple. If you have a chance this time, you can buy a few and take them back to Luolu Mountain."

In the past, Luolu Mountain had many pure martial artists and few monks. When Chen Ping'an returned home this time, the situation had changed. There were nine embryonic sword immortals including Bai Xuan.

Like Jiang Qu, who became a relatively rare talisman monk, Chen Ping'an reclassified the "Authentic Alchemy Book" into three volumes according to the difficulty of drawing talismans step by step. For the time being, only for In addition to Li Xisheng's narration and annotations, Chen Ping'an also added some of his own talisman experiences, so after getting the manuscript, Jiang Qu naturally cherished it very much.

When Chen Ping'an came to Guixi Valley, he mainly wanted to go to the Yangchang Palace. He might not even bring Ning Yao and the others with him, so he could just let them wait here for a while.

On the road of life, one cannot only see mountains like Paidi Peak and masters like Master Huolong.

Also take a look at the little spirit guarding the gate outside the Yangchang Palace, and take a look at the two books it carefully buried under the ground.

But no matter how small the market is, it seems that a woman can still find a flower.

Ning Yao is no exception.

She either doesn't want to go shopping, but if she wants to go shopping, she's extremely serious about it. Judging by her attitude, she doesn't want to miss even a single shop.

It's rare to find a rare bookstore in Naiheguan. When it was Chen Pingan's turn to go shopping, Chen Pingan suddenly stopped at the door, but he quickly crossed the threshold. Now that he saw it, it was a copy. It's a hard-earned fate on the mountain, why should we hide?

The shopkeepers are a man and a woman who look like a couple, both of whom are in the cave realm. In the crowded Naiheguan market, this level of cultivation is very inconspicuous.

This small shop sells "Xinxin Collection" and pictures of goddesses bought from Mural City, and earns a small price difference. It is destined to not make much money from these. Fortunately, the shop has some connections with Skin City. The business was as large as sesame seeds and mung beans, and he also sold some groceries. This was when he took root in the market. The shop had been open for more than ten years, but if you factored in the rent, he actually only made a few cents of magic money. It's just that compared to the past, when I was living in the open air, I sharpened my head and looked for ways to make money. After all, I felt much more secure.

When the proprietress saw the swordsman in blue who had just entered the shop, she was so excited that her eyes turned red. She quickly wiped the corners of her eyes and then gave her man a hard elbow in the ribs.

The man looked confused, then raised his head. After seeing Chen Pingan, he was in the same mood as his wife. He finally waited for this unknown savior.

Especially the eyes of the young swordsman in front of him are all too familiar.

In fact, Chen Ping'an also didn't know the couple's names.

In the early years, it was just a chance encounter, and they had their own affairs. Logically speaking, it would be difficult to reunite.

Chen Pingan didn't expect to see them when he gave away five sets of the bones of Crow Ridge ghosts. As for the money and the lack of money, Chen Pingan naturally didn't care at all.

Don't worry about how I, Chen Pingan, make money. Don't worry about how I spend my money.

It was those monks who took risks to make money and walked into the Ghost Valley with Chen Ping'an. The female cultivator had average qualifications. In order to break through the realm and enter the cave realm, she needed a spiritual weapon to help sort out her life's energy, probably to do something. It's not like Ye Xiu who is "not picky" and only does the tiring work but not the dirty work. Those who travel around are mostly Genealogy Immortal Masters and wild cultivators in the mountains and rivers. Especially if they are not at a high level, to put it harshly, they can only ask for some leftover leftovers from the Genealogy Immortal Master, and they have to be careful to earn money. It bothered the latter.

No matter how hard they saved, the couple still lacked five hundred snow coins. It was just that the woman's practice was delayed. With no choice but to come to Guixi Valley to fight for her life, the couple, that time at the River Temple, The most pious thing is to kneel down and kowtow beside the temple. For so many years, as long as it is the first or fifteenth day of the lunar month, even if you have already fulfilled your vows, you will still go there to offer incense.

And the reason why they opened this shop here is to pay back the money.

The couple stood side by side, with their hands clasped in fists, bowing to the young swordsman.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to gently lift the man's arm and said with a smile, "It doesn't have to be like this."

When the two of them stood up, Chen Pingan held fists with the woman and congratulated her: "Congratulations, madam, for entering the fifth level."

The woman was a little panicked and quickly gave her a blessing. She was so nervous that she couldn't speak.

When the man introduced him, his name was Jin Zhan, from the Dayuan Dynasty, and his wife's name was Song Jiazi, from the Qingci Kingdom. It was just a coincidence that they embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

According to the agreement with the young swordsman, they waited for a month at Naiheguan Market. Later, when he couldn't delay any longer, he left the Skeleton Beach to buy the spiritual weapon that was the key to breaking through. When Song Jiazi was lucky enough to break through, Jin Zhan brought his wife here to continue waiting for others.

Facing the group of Qingshan Sword Immortal today, the couple felt a little ashamed of themselves. How could they dare to call themselves Taoists as casual cultivators? Whoever gets married is qualified to be called a Taoist couple on the mountain. This is an unwritten rule on the mountain.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "My name is Chen Ping'an, I am from Longquan County of Dali in Aquarius Continent. There is a mountain called Luo Po Mountain, which is on the border of Beiyue and very close to Piyun Mountain. You are welcome to travel south and come to my place in the future. Sit on the mountain.”

Who doesn't know about Piyun Mountain? Tiger Wei Bo is extremely famous, and most monks in Luzhou, Beiju, have heard about it.

So the Fairy Mountain, which is very close to Yizhou Beiyue, can it be a small hill? Definitely not.

The man looked at his wife and said, "Well, I guessed it right," so he said that his benefactor must be a genealogy master. The godly demeanor back then, the heroic spirit of not treating money as money, could he be a wild cultivator?

Song Jiazi rolled her eyes at him, there was nothing to argue about in this kind of thing. What's more, my guess that this benefactor came from a wealthy family may not be wrong.

Chen Pingan pointed at Pei Qian and introduced with a smile: "This is my founding disciple, Pei Qian, martial artist."

Then he stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Mili's head, "The guardian of our mountain is called Zhou Mili."

Pei Qian cupped his fists and saluted. Xiao Mi Li puffed up his chest.

Ning Yao introduced himself: "My name is Ning Yao, a sword cultivator."

We can't let Chen Pingan introduce it, God knows what nonsense he will talk about.

Jin Zhan whispered: "Chen Jianxian, can I get that money for you right now?"

Chen Pingan nodded and smiled: "Okay."

Song Jiazi went around the counter and took out a bag of fairy money. Chen Pingan didn't even count it and put it directly into his sleeve.

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, and then took a book from the shop for nothing, which was the safe collection selected by Ning Yao.

Without much chit-chat, Chen Ping'an said goodbye and left. The couple walked them to the door of the shop, where they got together and dispersed. One party continued to visit the market, and the other continued to open the door to welcome guests.

The couple breathed a sigh of relief. They finally paid back the principal with interest, and they felt a little better. In fact, Chen Jianxian's life-saving kindness and virtue of continuing the path could not be repaid with a bag of fairy money. They knew that the sword immortal definitely didn't care about the money, but they cared about it. But more, they seemed to be unable to do anything. They could only keep this huge kindness in their hearts for a long time. For example, if you go to Swaying River to burn incense in the future, you can pray more for the immortals and Taoists who are both sword immortals and whose names you also know.

Afterwards, we walked around the shop. Ning Yao, Pei Qian and others were selecting items inside, while Chen Pingan stood at the door of the shop.

There are two northbound roads in Guixi Valley, leading to Qinglu and Lanshe Towns respectively. One road is dangerous and winding with mountains and rivers, and there are many opportunities. The other road is safe and stable and is more suitable for enjoying the scenery.

Chen Pingan chose to go to Qinglu Town at that time, and has never been to Lanshe since then.

Chen Ping'an was familiar with both the Skin-greasy City and the Bronze-Stinky City, especially the latter. He had done business there, and under the guise of Old Immortal Master Zhang, he had a relationship with a female ghost shopkeeper named Zhenguan, and the self-proclaimed point master. The sister of the city lord of the school prime minister sold a lot of boudoir items collected from Diyong Mountain. It can even be said that Chen Ping'an's appointment as a baggage studio seems to have started in Tongfu City. Looking back now, Tongfu City, in fact, The name is pretty good.

As for the Lord of the Ghost Valley Heroic City, those "big monsters" back then were collectively called the Six Saints. Each one had a bigger Taoist name and nickname than the last, and they were very capable of scaring people.

The Summer Empress of Peking Mountain, the Bichen Yuanjun of Diyong Mountain, the Thunder God General of Jixiao Mountain, the Demon Catching Immortal of Zhongshui Cave, and the Great Sage of Moving Mountains, the King of Heihe...

On the street, a little spirit that barely transformed into a human form appeared, carrying a large basket full of flowers, herbs, earth plaster and strange stones from the Ghost Valley. Come here to exchange money and buy books!

It comes from the Yangchang Palace where the Great Demon Catcher is located. Nowadays, the Pima Sect cannot help the weird spirits coming and going from the ghost valley. All they need to do is put up a sign like "Dian Mao" and it will be recorded.

Chen Pingan stood at the door of the shop with his hands in his sleeves. The street was bustling with people, but he still saw the little elf who was guarding the Yangchang Palace at a glance. He said to his heart and waved hello.

The mouse spirit came flying all the way, still a thin bamboo pole, and said with great surprise: "Master Sword Immortal?!"

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "Long time no see. Are you here to buy books?"

It nodded, "No, it's just not cheap."

Don't dare to go far.

This Naiheguan market, where the immortals gather, is not a place for selling and buying books.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "When the world becomes more peaceful in the future, you can go north along the Swaying River and buy books in those market towns. It will be very cheap."

He bent down to check the basket of mouse spirits and asked with a smile: "How much can it be sold for?"

The various objects inside, large and small, are placed in an orderly manner, so that the basket can hold more objects.

Just like when Chen Pingan helped people pick mulberry leaves when he was a child, he knew how to press them again and again. A basket seemed to be able to hold thousands of kilograms of mulberry leaves.

It became happy when it mentioned this, "To tell you what Master Sword Fairy is saying, when the market was at its best a few years ago, I could sell two or three snow coins for it! The shopkeeper is kind-hearted and will occasionally give some scraps of silver."

Every three to five months, it comes to the market. Now that the market is not going well, I only have a piece of snow to spend.

Anyway, the shop owner said it was what he said. He didn't know how to bargain, and he didn't even think about bargaining.

Chen Ping'an rubbed his brows and said with an angry smile: "Which shop received the goods, and the shopkeeper's conscience was eaten by a dog? If you dare to do this business, aren't you afraid that someone will put a sack on you when you walk at night?"

Inside the Ghost Valley, the yin energy is rich and has been tainted for thousands of years. It is like a Taoist who has used the most stupid method to refine objects. Such a large basket of objects should not be sold for only two or three snow coins. I guess I still think the mouse spirit is too naive and easy to fool.

In Guixi Valley, apart from the large and small cities that look like vassal towns, the summer queens of Yangchang Palace, Jixiao Mountain, and Guanghan Palace in the early years can all be regarded as local heroes. Relying on his status as Yangchang Palace, Jing has been able to go to many places over the years. If you have some business experience, you might be able to save a few cents of money.

It smiled and said: "Master Sword Immortal, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I just spend some energy and run a few more steps to earn money. I don't ask for more. I usually don't have any expenses at home."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded: "It's good to think so."

It lowered its voice and asked: "Master Sword Immortal, are you worthy of the name of Sword Immortal now?"

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes with a smile, nodded and said: "It's okay."

It immediately said: "Then wait for me. After selling the money, I will prepare a gift for Master Sword Immortal."

Chen Pingan waved his hand, "No need."

Chen Pingan picked out a few rare books from the items nearby and handed them to the little elf, "These are for you."

The little spirit is a little embarrassed, but Master Sword Immortal has given me a book. If he doesn't accept it now, he will definitely regret it when he returns home.

So it was not polite, quickly raised its hands, wiped them hard on its body, and then took a few books with both hands.

Pei Qian and others continued to pick things, while Ning Yao stood at the door and looked at Chen Ping'an's side face. His expression was gentle, just like a pot of glutinous rice wine from his hometown.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I have an opinion, do you want to listen to it?"

The little elf carrying a big basket immediately stood up straight and puffed out his chest, "Master Sword Immortal, just open your mouth!"

Many pedestrians on the street heard the title of "Sword Immortal", and they immediately cast curious glances. Among them was a group of ferocious guys with big, thick shoulders, especially bad eyes. This damn little pretty face, wearing a blue shirt and cloth shoes, with his back If you get a sword, do you really think you are the sword fairy on the mountain? Why don’t you fucking call yourself Liu Jinglong or Liu Zhiqing? Looking at the thin skin and tender flesh, it falls down when the wind blows, and the face is slightly pale. Is it a sick person? Then let’s discuss and learn from each other?

Chen Ping'an squinted over, "What are you looking at?"

One of the burly men sneered: "What do you care about your father?"

In an instant, there was a slight chill between the brows.

The man saw a flying sword hovering in front of him, and immediately clasped his fists and said, "Dad! My son is gone."

A group of martial artists took great strides.

Putting away the Hate Sword Mountain Imitation Sword, Chen Pingan continued to laugh with the little elf: "In the future, when you have a basket full of things, you can go to Qinglu Town first, and I will introduce you to someone, maybe it's Du Wensi, or Du Wensi. Yang Lin, we are all friends. If you do business with one of them, sell half a basket of goods, and leave half a basket, come here and agree on a price. A piece of snow will cost you."

The mouse spirit hesitated and felt extremely embarrassed. He rubbed his sleeves with his fingers, and finally plucked up the courage to say, "Master Sword Immortal, let's forget it. It sounds very troublesome."

I can't say why, I just don't want to do this. But knowing that Master Sword Immortal was doing it for his own good, he felt even more guilty.

Chen Ping'an didn't seem to be surprised by the result. He laughed and nodded, "Then it's still the same as before?"

"okay!"

There was once a young man who declined an old gentleman who liked to drink, but did not regard him as his student at that time.

So today, another little guy rejected the kindness of a sword fairy, so what? Not really. fine.

Chen Pingan asked: "Do you know what you are most afraid of when studying?"

It shook its head. I haven’t read a few books myself, so I didn’t know such a difficult question.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I'm afraid of reading too much."

It becomes even more confusing.

Chen Pingan explained: "Firstly, if you have too many books, it will be difficult to read them as carefully as if you only have a few books at hand. Secondly, if you read more, you will understand more principles, and it is easier for principles to fight with principles, but in the end it will not make sense. So you You can think more about these two things when you study in the future.”

It said: "Master Sword Immortal, I don't understand!"

Chen Ping'an laughed and patted it gently on the shoulder, "I'm not afraid of not understanding, but I'm afraid of not thinking too much. The most important thing in the world to 'borrow money without paying it back' is to study. You can't return all knowledge to the sages." Go buy books, I won’t go with you. If you encounter any difficulties in the future and feel that you can’t get through it on your own, go to Qinglu Town and find the Pima Sect monk and tell him that you know Chen Ping’an and that you are good friends.”

It scratched its head, "How can you believe those gods?"

Chen Pingan said: "I will believe it."

It nodded vigorously, "Remember."

The little elf walked backwards with the big basket on his back, waving goodbye to the swordsman master who was looking at him with his hands in his sleeves.

But not long after, it ran all the way and found Chen Pingan and his party. The basket was empty, and there was an inconspicuous object in its hand. It was a small eel-yellow inkstone, which could barely be regarded as an object on the mountain.

The inscription reads "Clear principles and practice sincerely".

Chen Pingan accepted the gift and asked with a smile: "How much did it cost?"

It wiped the sweat from its forehead and said with a bright smile: "If you reply to Master Sword Immortal, it will cost you just one piece of snow."

Chen Ping'an immediately knew that the little guy must have made a credit card with the sinister shopkeeper. But nothing was said, and both parties waved goodbye.

Ning Yao became even more strange.

It seems that he had a fight with Cao Ci before and saw the time scroll on the night boat that Chen Pingan didn't elaborate on. Then today he saw this little elf at the market. Chen Pingan seemed to feel that his whole body and mind were... He felt much more relaxed, but his inner energy, sword intention, fist intention, and the energy of his whole person kept rising.

Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao said: "I'm going to Guixi Valley alone, a place very close by. I'll be back soon, so you don't have to follow me. The toll at the entrance of Pima Zong's archway is a bit expensive. "

Ning Yao didn't care. The worst he could do was take Pei Qian to visit a few more shops. The few things he had spotted earlier were optional, so it was better to just buy them.

The place where Chen Ping'an suddenly wanted to go was not far away. He just passed Crow Crow Ridge, but was far from Qinglu Town.

There is an iron cable bridge between the cliffs, which is covered with wooden boards. It is not difficult for ordinary people to walk on it.

The last time Chen Pingan passed by this place, it was a dilapidated iron cable bridge that was blowing in the wind. There was a huge black python entangled there, and there was also a spirit with the head of a woman who spun spider webs to capture passing mountain birds.

After the situation in Ghost Valley changed drastically, they all immediately took refuge in Skinny City.

Then they got a talisman, and they built a thatched hut at one end of the rope bridge, forming a circle of a scrawled and shabby monastic land.

Chen Pingan once stayed here overnight.

When there was nothing to do, there were two mountain spirits who timidly walked along the rope bridge and took the initiative to find Chen Pingan.

They couldn't help but be afraid. At that time, there was a black-clothed scholar who had passed out lying on the ground. Then the man peeled off the man's robe and got a few talismans. The treasures shone brightly, and even a fool could see the value of those talismans. Liancheng.

Before escaping from birth, Brother Haoren and Brother Mumo hit it off immediately and became very attached to each other. The brothers worked together to pick up money everywhere.

Chen Ping'an appeared on the edge of the cliff. On the other side of the hut, two people quickly walked out. Among them was a strong man in black, with muscles all over his body. He was quite brave. The woman in red clothes had a charming appearance. They were all just in the cave realm, barely transformed. Human figures, their faces, hands, feet and skin actually have many revealing details.

Gao Cheng of Jingguan City left the Ghost Valley at that time. He walked in a mysterious way, as if all his luck had been dispersed. There were all living beings in the place, and it could be said that they were all affected by rain and dew. It was just that there were more and more opportunities, and each depended on luck. Even Fan Yunluo found it strange. The rope bridge spirits who originally had shallow fortunes and good fortunes obviously belonged to that "change of color of mountains and rivers". A handful of good luck actually broke through the bottleneck and were able to join the fifth realm together.

As soon as the two of them crossed the bridge and arrived in front of Chen Ping'an, they pushed the golden pillar over the jade mountain. The two of them bowed their heads and fell to the ground.

"The bridgeman pays homage to his benefactor."

"Juan Xiu pays homage to his benefactor."

Chen Ping'an couldn't laugh or cry, and shook his head and said: "That night we just chatted a few words about cultivation, and I can't be a benefactor. Practicing well in the future should be to repay the kindness of heaven and earth for nurturing me."

By the time the two spirits got up, there was no trace of the green-robed swordsman.

Returning to the entrance of the market archway, Chen Ping'an found that Ning Yao had been flipping through the "Xinxin Collection". He had just finished reading it and closed the book.

Her first question was, "On the road to Qinglu Town, is there a Skin City nearby?"

It was written in "Xinxin Collection". In fact, it was also recorded in the landscape travel notes that Chen Ping'an gave to Ning Yao. However, it was not a big deal, so it was covered in a few strokes.

When Chen Pingan saw that Ning Yao was attracted to him, he felt uneasy.

So I briefly talked about my travels to the Ghost Valley when I first entered the Ghost Valley. In Crow Ridge, I met a female ghost in white, one of the four major ghosts in Skiny City. She was called "Bai Aiqing" by the city lord Fan Yunluo. The female ghost had half a face of makeup. It seems that she was a concubine of a military commander during her lifetime, and later, it was Fan Yunluo who proclaimed herself the "Marquis of Rouge" in Ghost Valley. This heroic spirit was a princess of the subjugated country in her lifetime. At that time, she was riding in a bejeweled imperial chariot, wearing a phoenix crown and harem, but she was a The girl's appearance, the two sides were just borrowing one thing from another, and they got into a fight. It was very unpleasant, and they were considered to have formed a deadly feud.

If it weren't for the swordsman Pu Chun, Chen Ping'an would have chased him all the way to Skiny City and killed him all at once.

Ning Yao listened to Chen Pingan's words and suddenly asked: "Why don't you write more notes about such a wonderful landscape story?"

Chen Pingan asked: "Is it wonderful?"

The white-haired boy said: "Ancestor Yin Guan said it's wonderful if it's wonderful, and if it's not wonderful it's not wonderful. Grand Ancestor Yin Guan, do you think it's wonderful or not?"

Pei Qian blinked and said nothing.

Xiaomi Li turned her elbows outward and nodded vigorously, "It's so exciting that it's lawless, a mess, and full of twists and turns."

Alas, this good mountain master is so smart that he is confused for a moment and can't figure it out. If I help you now, how can I help you in private with Sister Ning in the future? When the time comes, you won't be able to speak truthfully.

After listening to everyone's opinions, Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Then if I have such a landscape story in the future, I will definitely write more and spare no effort in pen and ink."

The group left the Skeleton Beach and headed to Suijia City in Yinping Kingdom.

During this period, I passed by Yuehua Mountain and Jinguang Peak. It seemed like the two mountain spirits had deep blessings and had been practicing with Li Xisheng for many years.

Pei Qian traveled north together with Li Huai and the fox demon Wei Taizhen last time, during which time he even made a special trip to Ghost Ax Palace to find Du Yu. It's just that Senior Du, the "Three Moves" who Pei Qian respected very much, was not on the mountain at that time. Chen Ping'an didn't plan to go to Ghost Ax Palace this time. With Du Yu's temper, he definitely still likes to hang out in the world, and he can't stay on the mountain. living.

In Suijia City, the Fire Temple was full of incense.

The City God Temple in the north of the city also had a new City God.

The bearded man in the Fire God Temple stepped out of the colorful golden statue, and he still looked the same. Twenty years had passed by in a blink of an eye for a long-lived landscape god.

Chen Ping'an and the bearded man were drinking wine. They heard that the incense at Shuixian Temple, the owner of the Shaoxi Canal in Tiaoxi, had also improved a lot. As for the empress of the owner of the Tiaoxi Canal, she was replaced by a female spirit. Speaking of her, even the bearded man They all thought it was quite good. Having her as the new channel owner was a blessing to the people. After hearing this, Chen Ping'an stopped going to Cangjun Lake Water Mansion to see Yin Hou's new dragon chair.

At the end of his drink, the deity of the Fire God Temple laughed from the bottom of his heart and said: "Chen Jianxian, you have a good eye for finding a wife. She is good-looking, doesn't talk much, understands etiquette, and is very virtuous."

With a smile on his face, Chen Ping'an drank a large bowl of wine by himself and replied in his heart: "Wherever I am, I'm out and about. After all, I am the head of the family. The female is in charge and the male is in charge."

I got a little drunk, which was just right.

Together, Yufeng left Suijia City, and Chen Pingan immediately dissipated the smell of alcohol.

Ning Yao smiled and said, "I don't even have a toast with him. Do you understand the etiquette?"

Chen Pingyi was deaf and dumb.

Arriving at the Mute Lake in Huangfeng Valley in Baoxiang Kingdom, Pei Qian smiled and said after landing, "Such a big lake?"

Zhou Mili jumped up and down and grinned. After all, the little girl misses this hometown. When Pei Qian said this about Dumb Lake, Xiao Mili was extremely happy.

But in fact, Pei Qian has been here before.

The white-haired boy rolled his eyes, but he could never say anything that was unconscionable, and he was so embarrassed.

Abruptly, I noticed that Yin Guan Patriarch was looking askance at him.

The white-haired boy immediately patted the short winter melon next to him on the head, and said with a smile: "Millet, it's such a big territory, so you don't have to have thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals under your command? Where are you? Quickly issue a decree. Shout out, let me know something quickly, and agree in advance that if you scare me, you have to pay for it."

Xiaomi Li scratched her face and said shyly: "What the hell, all of them are just trying to make ends meet alone."

Chen Ping'an was walking by the water, and for no reason he thought of the young man who walked the escort.

The other party is now almost half a hundred years old. He has been a member of the martial arts world for more than 20 years. The once young martial artist may have gray hair.

The moonlight is quiet and sparkling, like money sprinkled with snow.

Walking together by the lake, Chen Pingan crossed his arms, hung his hands on the millet grains, swayed his feet, and laughed.

Chen Ping'an deliberately stayed for a long time and spent the night here. Xiao Mili took the white-haired boy to "wander around the rivers and lakes" in Dumb Lake, which made a lot of noise.

The same moonlight shines all over Jiuzhou.

The spring dew in the garden illuminates the thatched cottage at night.

Song Lanqiao finally had some free time and came to see Tang Xi for a drink today.

Two brothers in need.

One was on the master's side, unable to speak, and was scolded whenever he spoke. It doesn't make sense.

The one who is with Chunlupu Mountain Master is still speechless, but he will not be scolded or criticized.

Coupled with those who fanned the flames and feared that the world would remain in chaos, these two old men who were accustomed to doing business and were familiar with the world were really tired.

So in recent years, these two monks who were at the back of the Chunlupu Patriarch Hall often got together to drink together when they had nothing to do.

The two of them, who had no personal friendship at first, started to have a good friendship after having a cup and a pot of wine every now and then.

Not long ago, Tang Xi got a secret message. The young mountain owner of Luolu Mountain, like a mud cow drowning in the sea, disappeared without a trace for more than twenty years and finally returned to his hometown.

Not only that, but there are even more shocking sayings, Luo Luoshan became a member of the sect in one fell swoop.

But Dudu did not invite anyone from Chunlu Pu to attend the viewing ceremony.

There is always a feeling that a storm is coming.

Song Lanqiao raised the glass of wine, took a sip, and sat cross-legged on the chair, "You're not bad at all. At least you help take care of the cockroach shop, and the love is flowing. He is a nostalgic person, and he will definitely not treat you badly." how."

Tang Xi looked gloomy, "How can anyone do this kind of business? What a good game of chess, what a beautiful first move, and you are so messed up by your own people, you can't blame others, you are a coward."

Song Lanqiao rolled his eyes and said, "Go and talk to my master."

Tang Xi laughed angrily and said, "Then why don't you go find Patriarch Tan?"

The two sides looked at each other, smiled heartily, and each picked up a glass of wine, enjoying themselves in the midst of hardship.

Song Lanqiao sighed with emotion: "Such a young sect leader. I guess the next time we meet, I will be embarrassed to speak when I see that boy."

How many years have they been planning for such a Zong title from top to bottom in their Chunlu Garden? The ancestor of the mountain master, Yuanying Nu, cultivated the Tanling Mausoleum, and she devoted all her energy to it. Aren't you still unable to join the sect?

Tang Xi smiled and said: "We old men are just living our lives by drinking and being bored."

Song Lanqiao laughed loudly and said, "Then let's go."

At dawn, the group of people continued on their way over to the Yaba Lake.

When he arrived at the gate of the Golden Crow Palace, Pei Qian signed up for his number, and the gatekeeper monk quickly went to report the matter. If a distinguished guest from the Grand Master's uncle came to visit, he must inform both the Patriarch Hall and Xueqiao Peak.

Back then, Liu Zhiqing's hospitality to a group of outsiders was a big deal in the Golden Crow Palace.

After all, the palace lord's junior uncle was famous for having no friends, and he was almost never greeted or sent to.

Within the sect, it was only heard that the patriarch of his family, who was the highest in seniority and realm, seemed to have a very good relationship with the new master of the Taihui Sword Sect.

In the past, it was rare for the old patriarch to come down the mountain, but together with the master swordsman, he would use his sword several times, each time fiercely.

Then, at Yuying Cliff in Chunlu Garden, I met a young swordsman who traveled far and wide. I only knew his surname was Chen.

Pei Qian respectfully raised his fists in salute and called Mr. Liu.

The last time he visited the Golden Crow Palace, Liu Zhiqing was like a teacher, half the family elder. He even carefully checked Pei Qian's copy of the book, and finally said, your calligraphy is better than the master.

Chen Pingan introduced with a smile: "Ning Yao."

Liu Zhiqing was greatly surprised. He quickly gathered his thoughts, held the sword with one hand in a ritual, and said in a deep voice: "Liu Zhiqing of the Golden Crow Palace has met Ning Jianxian."

Ning Yao cupped his fists and returned the salute, "I've met Mr. Liu."

It seems inappropriate to call him Liu Jianxian.

Let’s not talk about the custom of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Let’s just say that Ning Yao himself is an Ascension Realm sword cultivator. If he calls another Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator “Sword Immortal”, both parties will probably feel uncomfortable.

Chen Pingan shook his head and complained that this guy was not as good as him.

I was at the Longxuhe blacksmith shop, next to Liu Xianyang, when I saw Xianyue, what did I shout?

So when you Liu Zhiqing saw Ning Yao, wouldn't you call her sister-in-law? I don’t even know how to accept the seniority I gave you for free.

Liu Zhiqing looked at the white-haired boy.

Chen Pingan said in his heart: "It's not appropriate to say more."

Liu Zhiqing understood, nodded, and asked no more questions.

Ascended to the realm of outer demons, her real name is Tianran, Qing Mingtianxia, ​​Wu Shuangjiang, a Taoist companion, and the opportunity to join the fourteenth realm of the Tao...

Which statement is not a first-class taboo on the mountain?

The white-haired boy waited for a long time, and saw that Yin Guan Ancestor was with his friend, and he didn't even mention him at all. He was heartbroken, sitting on a chair, with his head lowered and kicking his boots.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Come down the mountain with me? I heard that Liu Jinglong is now in Luzhou, Beiju. He is so majestic and has an unrivaled reputation for drinking. I am the only one and I am afraid of him. With you here, I will persuade you to drink, and you will hold back." Let’s kill him together to show off his spirit at the wine table!”

Liu Zhiqing chuckled, "If you don't go, you have to practice swordsmanship in seclusion."

Chen Ping'an continued to persuade: "Why do you practice swordsmanship? Don't rush it. Now there is only one realm between us, so it can be completely ignored."

Liu Zhiqing smiled and said, "I won't send Master Chen off."

Chen Pingan put his arm around Liu Zhiqing's shoulders, and tried to rub salt into this guy's wounds. He said, "Hey, you are so arrogant. Why are you bullying me? I'm not the Nascent Soul Sword Immortal?"

Liu Zhiqing raised his hand, put his fingers together, and pushed Chen Pingan's arm away.

Chen Pingan suppressed his smile and said in his heart: "By the way, to be serious, in the next few years, I plan to travel to the Middle-earth Divine Continent, and I will call Liu Jinglong. Do you have any ideas, let the three of us go together?"

In the early years, at the ferry near Chunlu Pu, I made an appointment with Liu Jinglong, and we would travel together in China in the future.

Liu Zhiqing shook his head and said: "I won't go down the mountain until I reach the Yupu realm. When I reach the Yupu realm, the first place I want to go is not the Middle Earth Divine Continent. I hope it won't be too late."

If the bottleneck really cannot be broken, then we have no choice but to go to the ruins of the Sword Qi Great Wall as a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, and then use the sword all the way south.

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then break through as soon as possible."

Maybe there will be a chance to travel around the wild world together.

When they arrived at Chunlu Garden, Chen Ping'an separated from Ning Yao and went to find the old woman, Song Lanqiao's mentor Lin Saga alone.

As usual, he paid a visit as a junior, and without any impatience, he chatted with the old woman for a long time. Lin Cha'e met Chen Ping'an, and she suddenly became kind and considerate, even though she was scolding anyone in the Patriarch Hall. Elder, the old woman sat on the chair, turned sideways, and kept reaching out to hold the hand of the young man next to her, asking if it was hard to travel these years, why she looked so thin, and not a single letter was sent to Chunlupu. , This is not good. Don’t do this again in the future. It makes people worry. Have you found the Taoist monk on the mountain who is married to your beloved? If there is, bring it to her to see later. If not, hurry up...

The old woman sent Chen Pingan all the way to the foot of the mountain.

So Chen Ping'an only met her during his trip to Chunlu Garden.

Song Lanqiao, the ferry steward, Tang Xi, the God of Wealth, and Tan Ling, the owner of the mountain, were not seen.

So when Chen Ping'an left, he learned that this young swordsman and the leader of a sect had left as soon as he arrived. The Chunlupu Patriarch Hall held an emergency meeting that day.

Wearing a green shirt, she stood at a seaside ferry, with the breeze blowing on her face, her temples flying, and her sleeves fluttering.

There is a bright moon in the sky, a stormy sea, and a green shirt on earth.