Chen Ping'an holds the title of distinguished guest, but he is not a noble and delicate person, so he does not need the two maids to really serve him. The girl Qiushi puts her mind on the outside and acts like a well-informed god of reporting every day. , talking about the strange and interesting things that happened on the Kun ship recently, she didn't care whether Chen Ping'an liked to hear it or not, anyway, the shabby boy from Dali was easy to talk to.
The girl was chattering, saying that someone at the gambling stall was betting on stones and found a rare jade, containing rare chalcedony. After being cut out, it was bright and dazzling, worth at least thirty thousand snowflake jade. Make a fortune.
At the weapons shop run by Liu Mazi, I met two groups of high-rollers who spent a lot of money, and they fell in love with the same spiritual weapon. Because of their anger, they started to compete with each other, and the price kept rising. The guy who boarded the boat at Liwutong Mountain Ferry was even more generous. A square-shaped halberd that originally cost eight thousand snowflake jade actually cost nearly twenty thousand snowflake jade. This made the girl both envious and distressed. How could anyone be so extravagant? Money, I really think money is brought by the strong wind.
There were also people who drank like crazy at Xinghuafang, howled loudly, and shouted the name of a girl heartbreakingly, making many nearby guests extremely noisy, and finally gave in to the steward of Xinghuafang. He was dragged away and given a good beating, but he went back the next day. He didn’t dare to complain, so he squatted on the street outside Xinghuafang and ate dry biscuits. He looked at the attic of the girl he liked, his nose filled with snot and tears. A big handful, just enough to eat with dry biscuits.
He is a young monk from the Four Realms. It turned out that he was spending all his money and money to worry about his family. He fell in love with a beautiful and pure woman who looked like a white lotus. In the past two months, he spent his time there enjoying love and romance. Lingering, this is nothing. Rumor has it that the monk is still an infatuated person and has never touched Qing Guo'er's hand so far. He is really a gentleman.
Qiushi talks about these things incessantly and adds fuel to the fire, which is more exciting than a storyteller, but Chen Pingan has just heard of it.
Chen Pingan is more interested not in the boat, but at his feet.
One day at dusk, as the Kun ship encountered strong winds and had to lower its channel height, Chen Pingan discovered that on a land map, fire was burning, smoke was everywhere, and smoke pillars were floating in the air, like They are saplings in the field, crooked and twisted. Chun Shui knew a lot of inside information about Aquarius Continent. He checked the geographical map in the study and quickly came up with the answer. It turned out that it was a bloody battle involving the national destiny of both sides. Two dynasties had been at odds for generations. After hundreds of years of war, , finally made a desperate move, devoted all the efforts of the country, and dispatched a large number of Qi practitioners.
After this battle, both sides must have been seriously injured. As a result, the entire northern area of Aquarius Continent bounded by Guanhu Academy, except for the Gao family of the Sui Dynasty, which valued both civil and military affairs, could actually compete with the Li Song Dynasty. The dynasties that the clan's barbarians contended with became increasingly rare.
Chun Shui looked at the devastated land and sighed softly: "If the battle is terrible, maybe there will be another ancient battlefield site in Aquarius Continent. In a few decades, when the Qi mechanism stabilizes, There should be saints from Zhenwu Mountain or Fengxue Temple sitting there.Become a new military realm. ”
Chen Pingan looked at the ground that lit up brightly from time to time. During this period, even from the observation deck, there were gold and silver soldiers the size of fingernails, and the earth cracked from the earth. The giant beasts emerged from the fight.
Chen Pingan guessed that the Qi practitioners with magical powers were fighting each other.
In addition, there were many things that made Chen Pingan feel confused. A blank landscape.
A group of cranes sang, rising slowly, emerging from the sea of clouds, fluttering into the higher sea of clouds, like a moving picture.
There are also wild geese flying south in formation, and there is another rolling cloud pillar, with lightning and thunder. The flying Qi practitioner hovers outside the cloud pillar, absorbs the thunder and lightning with his unique magic weapon, and pockets it. The great qi practitioner riding the Qingluan flew through the air much faster than Kun's ship. He passed by in a blink of an eye and was covered in precious light.
Chen Ping'an heard that Kun's ship had a "message" dedicated to sending messages with flying swords. "Bu", which functions like a human post station, so I wrote two letters and asked Qiushi to send them. Because there was nothing secret in the letter, the most important thing was to tell people that I was safe and tell some strange things I heard from Qiushi. It's strange, even if it's seen by others, it doesn't matter, but the price of the letter shop is really expensive. A letter sent to Longquan County of Dali will cost ten snowflakes and jade coins, which are specially used by the gods on the mountain. A letter sent to Cliff Academy of Sui Dynasty. , more expensive, twenty coins, so Chen Pingan had to give up the idea of sending a letter. The recipient of the letter was Wei Bo from Da Li, and the recipient from Da Sui Academy was Li Baoping, and they asked them to help deliver the message. p>
Chen Ping'an stood on the viewing platform. Under Chun Shui's guidance, he found a small single-family building near the fence. From time to time, there would be flashes of light. The stars were dotted and difficult to detect. Chun Shui explained patiently with a smile. : “Rat has his own path, birds have their own path, and the same is true for flying swords to convey messages. At a certain level in the sky, it is most suitable for flying swords to travel long distances with minimal resistance. There are Qi practitioners who regard this as the foundation of their lives. At this height, they work diligently to open up special channels to convey messages to the world. After flying swords take off, they will go to this 'small path'. Disciples of larger sects all know this rule, so once Yufeng travels far away, they will take the initiative to avoid it.
Qiu Shi just returned to the study, leaned against the threshold, and said with a smile: "It's not that there are stupid wild Qi practitioners. They just learned to fly in the sky with great difficulty. They just thought that the sky is high and the birds can fly." Well, as a result, I crashed into it and got a bruise on my nose and face. I was lucky, but the unlucky one was pierced through the eyeballs and neck, fell from a high altitude, died on the spot, and turned into a puddle of mud. It was pitiful. How pitiful. "
Chen Ping'an asked a very layman's question, "Is there no one in the world who has enough food to hold up and intercept the flying sword?
Qiushi nodded and said: "Of course there is. There are many qigong practitioners who can't figure it out. It's just that the Feijian trail is commonly known as the 'cloud pattern trail' , there are moire monks who are specially looking at this area, hoping to make a fortune from it, wishing that there would be fools to cut paths, and a few flying swords to send letters.It's not worth much money, but once the thief is caught, he can forcefully demand a sky-high compensation. If the thief is a pauper, he can ask for it from the secular dynasty in his name. If he is a wild cultivator who has not been recorded in the archives, he is penniless. , then there is nothing you can do but admit defeat, and the loss will not be big anyway. "
Speaking of this, Qiushi looked envious and said: "The Qi practitioner in charge of the moiré path is so fat! Every time these guys board a ship for a long trip, they will, at worst, live in modest houses. ”
Chun Shui said softly: “In fact, the immortal clans that have been passed down for thousands of years generally do not use flying swords to convey messages. There are many mysterious techniques in the world that can make people chat as if they were face to face, such as a After you rub the Zimu Yuqian with magic and then speak, the other Yuqian placed elsewhere will automatically vibrate and make a sound, which the other party can hear. ”
Chen Pingan was amazed.
Qiushi looked at Chen Pingan who was listening carefully and thought about how such a poor boy could compete with the Great Li Beiyue Zhengshen. How big of a piece of shit do you have to step on if you have a relationship?
Fortunately, Chen Ping'an is poor, and he asks more questions when he is short-sighted and never tries to make someone look fat. Qiushi, who has a simple nature, thinks this is good. If you don't have money but still like to show off, and if you don't understand anything but don't know how to pretend to understand, that would be pitiful and annoying.
The two sisters chatted too much. It is inevitable to mention his hometown, Beiju Luzhou.
There are many swordsmen in Juluzhou, but there is not even one.
Swordsmanship is huge, so naturally there are many domineering people. , to what extent are they domineering? To give the simplest example, Posuzhou is located in the south, and Baopingzhou is located in the south, so they are commonly known as Nanposuo and Dongbaoping. Juluzhou is clearly in the northeast of the vast world, but it calls itself the north. Ju Luzhou, this means that the Aai Aizhou in the north can only be Aai Aizhou, even if the word "north" is lost.
Even Chun Shui, who has a graceful temperament, talks about Ju Luzhou. Sometimes, she would be a little arrogant and complacent, but she didn't notice it herself. Of course, Qiushi was even more so. She liked to talk about how "our" Beiju Luzhou was doing, and how your Aquarius Island was not so good. When talking about these. , the girl's eyes were shining, and she was full of energy, like a proud little oriole.
Then one day, Chen Pingan was finally ready to leave this high-rise house.
This made Chun Shui. They were all a little overjoyed, and Qiushi was even more happy, calling Mr. Chen and thanking him
This made Chen Ping'an feel a little guilty.
It turned out that Qiushi came. The big news is that tonight on the bow of the Kun boat, a banner of flowers and birds from the ancestors of Dajiu Mountain will be taken out. Chen Ping'an is not too surprised by this, because he can see the scene thousands of miles away. On a snowy night, the boy in green brought out a water bowl. In the water curtain, one could clearly see the sword-wielding figure of Fairy Su Jia.
Chen Pingan did not go there to gain knowledge, but because he had no choice but to go there. No, because the people and things that will be displayed on the flower and bird banners are all related to Chen Pingan.
Zhengyang Mountain and Fenglei Garden were about to engage in a life-and-death battle. The news came suddenly and without warning, catching the entire Aquarius Continent off guard.
And even if just a few words spread across the continent, it will already make people feel chilly.
Two of the top sword cultivator sects in Aquarius Continent, three generations of sword cultivators, old, middle and young, each sent out one person to fight against each other.
The young and talented generation only distinguishes between victory and defeat, not life and death.
The backbone generation can decide victory or defeat, or life and death. It all depends on the intentions of both parties. But who doesn’t know in Aquarius Continent that once people from the two factions meet outside the mountain gate, they may directly fight It's life and death, and at this critical moment involving the honor and disgrace of the mountain gate, with the tempers of Zhengyang Mountain and Fengleiyuan, it's probably going to be a matter of life and death.
The oldest ancestors of the two factions are only divided into life and death!
Murderous.
As if even before the sword was drawn, those watching the battle could smell the strong smell of blood.
The younger generation of sword cultivators in Zhengyang Mountain is none other than Fairy Su Jia, a monastic genius who possesses a top-grade sword-raising gourd.
On the other side of Fenglei Garden, there is a direct disciple of the garden owner. His reputation is not obvious. It can be said that he is unknown. He is not even as good as his junior brother Liu Baqiao, but this kind of pinnacle battle attracts the attention of the entire continent. , how can Fengleiyuan be a trivial matter?
Chen Pingan took them downstairs to the bow of the ship.
The flower and bird banner passed down from the ancestors of Dajiao Mountain has various lifelike birds in colorful ink flying around on the scroll and making various sounds, crisp and ethereal. When the banner is fully stretched out Come, hanging in the sky above the bow of the ship, it is five to six feet long and two feet wide. It is extremely huge when viewed up close. However, if you stay in a high-rise room and view it from a distance, even if there are many Qi practitioners on the ferry, you can still see it clearly, and you will still be able to see it clearly. I feel unsatisfied.
Furthermore, when a swordsman draws a sword, it is as fast as thunder, as subtle as a hair, and thunderous.
The subtle spirit contained in the way of swordsmanship is fleeting. Of course, it is best to observe it at close range. Selected.
So the positions were divided into three, six and nine levels, three single-family houses. In the first row, not only were fruits and snacks prepared, but also ferries paid a lot of money to hire some side gangs to train them. , cultivated maids, and several popular courtesans in Xinghuafang. As for whether those three groups of people are willing to accept the favor, I can't say.
After that, there will be guests like Chen Ping'an in the Tianzi Room. If they are in a good mood, they can bring the maid in the house and go there alone, which is naturally even more acceptable.
Because it is not allowed to use magical powers without permission, and it is too shameful to be suspended in the air. Everyone wants to occupy a higher field of view, which will make it more chaotic and may cause trouble, so the ferry has strict orders on this. Guests are not allowed to ride the wind and soar into the sky, without any discussion.
So most people were carrying chairs and stools. In fact, it was no different from the people in the market joining in the fun to watch the temple fair.
Chun Shui Qiu Shi was not very old, but he was familiar with this matter. With the help of the consul, he got to his seat unimpeded and the location was excellent.
The ordinary-looking boy in straw sandals suddenly attracted a lot of curious attention.
Is he the direct descendant of a rich man with a perverse temper who likes to pretend to be poor?
Otherwise, if you wear such a pair of straw sandals, are you going to go to the fields to weed or plant rice?
There are three big red sandalwood chairs. There is a table between two chairs, and there is a small plate of Juluzhou specialty tea called Kuquetan. You don’t use spring water to make tea, just chew the tea leaves raw. However, it is slightly astringent in the mouth and gradually becomes bitter. After about half a stick of incense, it completely changes. It is sweeter and clearer than tea, so it is jokingly called "half stick of fragrant tea".
The war has not yet begun, and the three of them have nothing to do. Chun Shui explains the benefits to Chen Pingan, who is chewing tea leaves.
It turns out that this tea can clear the liver and improve eyesight. It is the favorite of the wealthy and powerful families in Sanzhou. The literary giants and scholars who are not short of money like to give this kind of spiritual tea the most, so that some people who advocate tea ceremony In the dynasty of the country, this tea has contributed to a trend of elegant bribery, which is not just a few ounces of bitter tongue, but a large box of gifts. Officials are demoted, friends see off, and some are even sold out. The bitter bird's tongue can be regarded as a beautiful meaning of "after all the hardships, happiness comes".
In addition, there are all kinds of exquisite pastries and spiritual fruits, which are expensive, but they are much inferior to the hard-to-find Kuquetongue.
The connection between the mountains and the mountains is much closer than Chen Pingan imagined. There may be a natural chasm between the two, but there are bridges above it, and all kinds of courtesy exchanges are all huge profits.
Chen Pingan listened carefully to Chun Shui's words while observing his surroundings quietly. The most important thing was the three groups of guests in front of him. There was no doubt that they were rich people among the gods on the mountain.
The ferry comes from Juluzhou. Although there is a possibility of going back and forth for business, most of them are natives of Juluzhou, because almost even children are like this, but the long sword is replaced by a short one. It's just a sword.
However, regardless of whether women, children, old or young, as long as they wear a sword, it is not fancy. There is almost no unnecessary decoration. The scabbard is not inlaid with rare treasures, and there is no dragging a gorgeous sword. ear.
In front of Chen Ping'an, there is a large family. A very tall woman sits in the main seat. She has high cheekbones. Her appearance is definitely not a beauty, but she has an imposing manner and habitual lips. He purses his lips and likes to squint at people.
Beside her is an elegant man who is diligent in running errands. He is handsome and has a face like a crown jewel. But whenever he talks to the woman, his face is full of smiles and his back is hunched over. He does not look like a member of a family. Lord, if it weren't for the fact that the seat under his butt couldn't deceive others, it would be more like a pretty boy kept privately by a slutty lady.
He was holding a four or five-year-old child in his arms. He looked like a man and was very cute, but his demeanor was completely like that of a woman, which was not so cute.
An old woman with gray hair and chicken skin is the family's nun. She is accompanied by a pretty maid. She has the same temperament as the old woman, very cold.
There is also a tall, muscular middle-aged man sitting on the chair to the left of the woman.He turned his head and looked at the attentive man, with a trace of sarcasm leaking from the corner of his mouth. If he looked at her, instead of concealing his contempt, the man would open his mouth openly, and the man who was the head of the family would actually nod and laugh along with him.
Chen Pingan took the opportunity to appreciate the painting and took in all the details.
Qiushi couldn't help but look at it for a few more times, and soon her arm was twisted by Chun Shui. Unexpectedly, the tall man leaned back, turned his head, and smiled. Grinning, revealing a mouth of snow-white teeth, Qiushi was so frightened that she quickly lowered her head, not even daring to breathe.
After the man turned back, Chun Shui was so angry that he stepped on Qiushi hard, causing the latter to gasp and look at her sister with a sad face.
On the far left, an old man in a Confucian shirt sits alone, wearing an old mink hat. He takes off his boots and sits cross-legged, huddled in a large chair, which is a bit funny.
On the right, there are two young swordsmen, one male and one female. They look young, in their early twenties. As for their true age, it is difficult to say.
The young man held his sword across his knees and patted the scabbard gently.
In addition to the long sword hanging on the woman's hair, there is no beaded hairpin inserted between the bun, but a small sword without an edge. It is just a small sword hilt, with a snow-white bead the size of a soybean hanging on it, shining brightly. Shining, upright and bright.
Is this an obvious statement to the world that I possess a rare treasure?
I’m afraid this is the boldness of a skilled person. Chen Ping’an can only explain it this way.
In short, none of the three groups of people occupying the best positions at the front seems to be easy to mess with.
Chen Pingan took a deep breath, held his breath and stared at the scroll.
Zhengyang Mountain, the ape that protects and moves the mountain. One of the enemies.
And he is the kind of big enemy who must take revenge.
Liu Baqiao from Fengleiyuan is also an old acquaintance. It seems that she just fell in love with the fairy Su Jia from Zhengyang Mountain. At that time, Miss Ning also asked a question that embarrassed Liu Baqiao.
Chen Pingan was sitting in the chair, suddenly remembered something, and asked Chun Shui Qiu Shi to eat the bitter tongue tea leaves.
But this time, even Qiushi shook her head vigorously.
Chun Shui quietly pointed at Deacon Kun Chuan who was standing outside in front. Chen Pingan understood clearly and asked, "Can I take some back? Or can I just sit here and have tea?"
Chun Shui's pretty face was slightly red, and she said timidly: "Young master, you can take it away, but no one seems to have done this."
Chen Pingan grinned, generously, He grabbed one or two taels of tea leaves and put them in his sleeve pocket, slightly raising his voice and saying, "With such good tea leaves, I have to go back to the house and chew them slowly to have a good meal."
Chen Ping'an Quietly waiting for the big battle to come.
Just at this moment, in the middle of his heart, a half-baked voice sounded softly and called him, "Chen Pingan."
Chen Pingan subconsciously wanted to move around. He looked around, but quickly restrained the urge. He has an excellent memory.He quickly remembered someone.
When I saw her for the first time at Qingniubei in my hometown, Chen Pingan felt that she and a companion next to her were like a pair of gods, a golden boy and a beautiful girl, walking out of a painting. Beautiful beauties of gods.
Her name should be He Xiaoliang.
This Taoist nun fairy is said to be the most famous Taoist nun in the Shen Gao Sect. She is also the fairy that the boy in green admires the most. He likes her even more than Su Jia. She once said something half-joking and half-sincere, If he had the opportunity to touch Fairy He's hand, he would not hesitate to live for a hundred years.
The voice continued to sound softly in Chen Ping'an's heart, "Can you come back now? I have something to discuss. There are usually many people and I can only take this opportunity to chat with you."
Chen Pingan weighed the pros and cons, glanced at the vermilion wine gourd on his waist, and said silently in his heart: "Okay."
Chen Pingan stood up and said yes to Chun Shui. If you need to go back to your room, then go back.
Chun Shui wanted to help lead the way, but Chen Pingan smiled and said no, there is no way he could go wrong in such a short journey.
Chen Pingan took the key from her hand and left the crowd silently.
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There are stools and chairs, and a sea of people.
At the end, stood a down-and-out Taoist priest with a mahogany sword on his back. He really didn’t have the energy to fight for the territory, and he had a shy personality that was aloof from the world. He stood at the end, helpless, with the sword in his hands. He also brought a stool, but he found that the stacks of benches and chairs were filled with spectators, and there were also children riding on their shoulders. Even if he stood on the stool, how could he see the slightest bit of the painting?
He was only able to reach the third realm, and was far from reaching the so-called "inhaling the wind, drinking dew, and not eating grains" in the middle and fifth realms. Kun's boat crossed the continent from Juluzhou to the south. It is even difficult to get off the boat. Only the Dongfu Realm Qi Practitioners in the Middle Fifth Realm can begin to barely walk against the wind. If you want to jump off the Kun boat and land in the wind with ease, I am afraid that ordinary sea-viewing realms are beyond the ability. , only the great monks in the eighth realm of Longmen Realm can not be restrained by heaven and earth and can truly ride the wind.
The reason why he was in such embarrassment on this ferry trip south was because of an accident. First, he was hot-headed and bought two talismans that were very expensive for him. Second, it was not easy for him. Relying on a dangerous fight and slaying demons, I wanted to sell an orb for a fair price, but I never thought of Kun on the boat. I couldn't agree on a price. The shop was willing to buy it, but the price was too low. The young Taoist priest I originally thought that with this income, I could tear down the east wall and make up for the west wall to tide over the difficulties. If there was a slight surplus, I might be able to live in a medium-sized house for a while.
It’s really not as good as God.
Coins can hardly kill a heroic man, not to mention that he is not even a hero, he is just a poor guy who only wants to slay demons, but it backfires.
How could the real "Zhang Family Celestial Master" accept money and agree to catch monsters, only to end up ruining a well-off family?To the point where your family is ruined?
The last two surviving children of that family were simple and ignorant. We don’t blame him for his lack of ability, but the young Taoist would blame himself.
When he thought of this, the young Taoist with red eyes put down his stool and sat there with his hands on his knees. The young man carrying a peach wood sword was a little confused. Suddenly I felt that I had given up on the imperial examination and focused on visiting immortals, and finally apprenticed myself to a teacher to learn skills. I rushed down the mountain excitedly before I had mastered my skills, thinking about slaying the demons. Wasn't it wrong from the beginning?
Thinking of the real sadness, the guilt-ridden young Taoist red-eyed, raised a hand, clenched his fist and beat his heart gently, as if this would make him feel better.
Then he suddenly found a hand in front of him, with a piece of exquisite jade pendant engraved with "Dajiao Mountain Tianzi" spread out on it. He raised his eyes and saw a dark-skinned but upright man. On the face of the young man, the man smiled and said: "I live in the Tianzi room. If you really want to go in and look at the scrolls, I can lend it to you. After you get to the second row, go to the girl named Chun Shui Qiushi. Yes, just say... you are Chen Ping'an's friend. They can easily recognize each other because they are sisters and look alike."
The young Taoist opened his mouth and remained silent.
Chen Pingan stuffed the jade pendant into his arms, turned around and trotted away. He turned around and said with a smile: "After you sit down over there, remember to return it to me."
Chen Pingan Ping An thought as he ran, this young Taoist priest was too upset. He just couldn't see the long picture of flowers and birds clearly. Is he so sad and hurting his lungs? Chen Ping'an, who happened to be passing by earlier, was stunned for a moment. For such a big man, he actually wiped away tears. Could it be that he was also an admirer of Fairy Su Jia like Liu Baqiao and the boy in Tsing Yi?
But these are not the real reasons why Chen Pingan handed over the jade pendant.
Chen Pingan just remembered that when he was five years old, that winter dusk, he walked over and over again in Mud Bottle Lane, where every door was closed, and secretly cried the same way.
Anyway, everyone is on the ferry. This Taoist priest, who is even poorer than himself, can't run away no matter what. He even takes a step back and says, even if he really loses a jade pendant, the worst he can do is to remember it in Wei Bo for the time being. On the account, next time he will pay back the money to Wei Bo. I believe that Dajiu Mountain has already given such a big favor and he shouldn't mind giving more.
It really doesn’t work out. He, Chen Ping’an, is rich in Fang Cunwu’s “15th Five-Year Plan”!
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In the study room of the house where Chen Pingan lived temporarily, there was a young woman wearing a loose robe, sitting behind the table and gently turning the pages. Paper covered with regular script.
The face is extremely beautiful.
The Taoist nun held her chin in one hand and turned over the paper with the other, looking lazy.
The woman at this time was probably the one who most attracted the hearts of the Wei and Jin Dynasties in Fengxue Temple. She made the youngest swordsman of Aquarius Continent drink a pot of fine wine and another pot of strong liquor. I can't relieve my worries all the time. I drink to drown my sorrows, which makes a man who has traveled all over the country and seen all the mountains and rivers so sad.The handsome swordsman will have his heart broken.