Chapter 322: White clothes enter the city, dare not knock on the door

The old Taoist came suddenly and left suddenly.

Just like that, Chen Pingan was left alone on the edge of the pit. He neither told Chen Pingan how to leave this blessed land of lotus flowers, nor when the Taoist viewing session would end, nor what about ascension. Blessed fate, ten people in the world, even the old Taoist people did not even mention it.

However, the old Taoist left without warning. Although he left a huge mess for Chen Pingan, Chen Pingan was relieved and let go of the heartstring that was almost broken. , swayed for a few times, and finally couldn't hold on any longer, so he simply fell backwards and fell to the ground.

Without a breath of pure zhenqi, he was holding on for dear life. The injuries that had been driven into the ground by Ding Ying Yin Shen's sword completely exploded. Chen Ping'an seemed to be lying in a pool of blood, with blood constantly flowing out. And out.

But the smile in Chen Pingan's eyes was very satisfying.

With Chu Yi and Fifteen by his side, Ding Ying was dead and no one was around, Chen Pingan used his last bit of energy extravagantly, took off the sword gourd, and placed it tremblingly. He forced himself to swallow a mouthful of wine. The debt was too heavy to bear, and the pain was just an itch. Chen Pingan just felt that it would be a pity not to drink at this moment.

Chen Pingan did not notice that on the golden robe on his body, between the claws of the golden dragon in the middle of the chest, the originally snow-white huge bead was filled with rich thunder and lightning. There were also a few wisps of lightning lingering in the serous liquid, as well as the two slightly smaller beads under the claws and jaws of the two smaller golden dragons on the shoulders.

It’s just that Jin Li’s changes are nothing compared to Chen Pingan’s earth-shaking vision.

The most complete transformation.

The previous soaking in the thunder pond gave Chen Pingan's bones under his skin a somewhat golden and jade luster. This is a sign of what practitioners call "golden branches and jade leaves".

Having deep roots and solid roots is the way to longevity.

Chen Pingan was confused and confused.

It was like having a dream while half asleep.

In the dream, someone pointed to a surging river and asked Chen Pingan if he wanted to cross the river.

The man asked and answered his own question, saying that if you, Chen Pingan, want to cross the river and not be restricted by the road, you need a bridge, and then you can naturally cross the river.

Chen Pingan didn’t know how to answer, so he just squatted by the river and scratched his head.

This is your true intention, and you can’t fake it.

The man said that there is no coincidence in writing, and said, didn’t you Chen Ping’an already learn the teachings of someone’s sages? Could it be that reading to know etiquette, all the time, and everyone, and those truths that you, Chen Pingan, have been holding in your stomach, are just empty words?

Chen Pingan complained, not knowing how to hide his emotions, "After learning the truth, what does it have to do with the bridge?"

The man did not explain why, only how to do it, "You are Visualize the appearance of a bridge in your mind. Any bridge will do. You are not very old and have traveled quite a lot. Don’t worry, as long as it is a bridge, it doesn’t have to be too particular. Even if it is in the capital city of Nanyuan, Those things don’t matter.At this time, don't restrain your thoughts, and don't be afraid of them. Just relax your thoughts. The more, the better. What you want is to be as focused as possible and to be able to wander far and wide. ”

Chen Pingan, who didn’t know where he was, “closed” his eyes by the river.

For no reason, he thought of the golden arch bridge in the sea of ​​clouds. It was so long that it seemed that there was no The end.

Chen Pingan cannot see the old Taoist. No matter how he searches, he is destined to find no trace of the old Taoist.

So Chen Pingan will not see the old Taoist. The person glanced at the clouds and mist above the long river, with a strange expression on his face. He didn't even hear the old Taoist scold Chen Qing for causing trouble for him, scolded the old scholar for not being a fuel-efficient lamp, and finally praised a junior for his vision and ability. Courage, and remembering an "old friend" who was not a human being.

Chen Ping'an opened his eyes and saw the outline of a golden arch bridge vaguely appearing at his feet on the other side of the river, but it was erratic and swaying. , not stable.

There is an extra book in the hand, which contains a moral article by an old man, recording the sequential doctrine of a Confucian saint who has never appeared in the world.

Every time. Words separated from the book one after another, and the golden light floated towards the golden arch bridge that Chen Pingan imagined.

Every word is like a brick.

It's a pity that half of the text in the book is still lifeless, especially in the middle and back pages, where the words remain motionless.

No matter what, the long golden bridge over the river is like having a life. With the support of spirit and spirit, his legs finally became strong.

But the distance was still a little short of being able to walk across the river safely.

It's like a person who only has a soul but no body, and is just a skeleton, a lonely ghost, unable to see the sun or enter the world of heaven.

What's more, the length of the bridge and its majesty. Unexpectedly, that’s why the words in the book are not enough.

The old Taoist said: "Walking around, try to see if it will collapse. "

Chen Pingan shook his head and replied intuitively: "It will definitely collapse. ”

The old Taoist did not question Chen Pingan, and after some thought, he walked out of the small world he had created.

Then, there was no more.

Big At the edge of the pit, Chen Pingan suddenly sat up. There was no long river, let alone the old Taoist.

The world was just vast.

The two flying swords beside him were Chu Yi and Fifteen.

Although he is not Chen Pingan's natal flying sword, he has followed Chen Pingan all the way, getting along day and night, relying on each other, and has long been connected.

One is silent, the other is guilty.

Chen Pingan stopped talking because he found that on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, one became more silent and the other became more guilty.

Chen Pingan stood up, patted the sword gourd, and murmured as he walked: "You guys go back here first, we have to rush into the city to find the lotus villain! This journey may not be smooth, no You guys, I really don’t have the confidence to fight with others now. If I don’t cultivate myself for ten days and a half, not to mention this old devil, even that child who can wield a sword will not be able to relax. I will need you two to help clear the way later. ."

The two flying swords returned to the sword gourd.

Chen Pingan walked to the capital of Nanyuan alone.

As they got closer and closer to the city, the golden robe gradually changed from golden to a snow-white robe again.

Chen Pingan understood clearly and looked back.

The battlefield behind you, with Guniu Mountain as the center, is full of spiritual energy that lingers here. It should be the largest "cave paradise" in the world.

Of course, martial arts is also strong.

If you are not in a hurry to return to the city to find the little lotus figure, you can actually gain the most by staying where you are.

However, Chen Pingan raised his head and glanced at the city in the distance. If he took advantage of it, he could easily become the common enemy of the world.

As for whether there is any danger in entering the city in full public view.

Chen Pingan walked on the quiet and deserted official road, and he could fly more than ten feet with one step.

The main purpose of what I said before was to comfort the frustrated first and fifteenth grade students. In fact, if anyone dares to block the way at this time and continues to struggle, then Chen Pingan will hold his breath, and the truth will only be with him. This way.

I have seen the old man surnamed Cui in Zhulou being invincible.

It is two different realms than defeating an invincible person "in the world" with one's own hands.

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Guniu Mountain has been destroyed. How can there be a second sound of beating the sky drum and talking about the place of ascension?

On the other side of the capital wall, Zhou Fei, who was playing in the world, felt a little heavy.

It’s not like everyone’s hard work has been in vain, right?

As the thunder pool in the sky dispersed, the clouds and mist parted to reveal the bright sun, Fan Wan'er raised the mirror, which shone brightly, and her beautiful face was reflected on the mirror.

Just when Fan Wan'er was about to put away the bronze mirror, she suddenly found herself in the mirror smiling, but she clearly didn't have any smile at all.

"Fan Wan'er" smiled and sighed in the mirror.

A voice echoed in Fan Wan'er's heart, "Alas, idiot."

It was like being struck by lightning.

As if it was hot to the touch, Fan Wan'er lost the bronze mirror and held his head that was hurting and about to split with both hands, his face full of bitterness and tears.

Far from the city wall, Ya'er cautiously called out to Palace Master Zhou.

Zhou Fei turned his head and found that the green dress on her body fell off automatically and was dangling, like a singer dancing, caring about herself and as if no one else was around.

Zhou Fei sneered:"You've got it in my hand, do you still want to leave?"

Zhou Fei stretched out his hand to grab it, and a handprint was dented on the shoulder of the dress. The cyan dress still floated to the right, tearing continuously, and finally made silk threads. There was a sound of tearing silk, and a piece of torn brocade appeared in Zhou Fei's hand. He frowned and said, "I want to see how long you, an old aunt, can hide your ghost! What are you planning!"

There were more and more broken dresses in Zhou Fei’s hands.

Both he and Lu Fang knew Tong Qingqing’s position in the world.

The Taishang Master of Taiping Mountain, in order to regain her stubborn temperament, did not want her to move forward and take big gambles. Before throwing her into the Blessed Land of Lotus Roots, he treated her like a veritable immortal. The magical power temporarily reversed her Taoist heart, making her seem to be born with a fear of death. I hope she can realize the Tao between the two extremes, finally break through the barrier of life and death, and successfully enter the upper five realms.

Since Tong Qingqing, the relegated immortal in this life, is extremely afraid of death, it is reasonable to hide here and there.

But for someone who is so afraid of death, it would definitely be unreasonable to not cherish his martial arts talent at all.

It must be interesting to know what Tong Qingqing’s ultimate move is.

The old man in Jingxinzhai, who is the same generation as Tong Qingqing’s mentor or even a generation above him, has high hopes for Tong Qingqing. She has a photographic memory and is probably second only to Ding Ying in terms of erudition and martial arts. His talent is even more astonishing. If his temper were not so weak and cowardly, Tong Qingqing would most likely be the greatest master in the world under Ding Ying.

Once Ding Ying, who seemed to be at odds with good and evil but was actually secretly allied with him, died, Yu Zhenyi’s desire to kill Zhongqiu would definitely fade away, and he had already obtained Ding Laomo’s silver lotus crown, ranking among the top three. , firmly occupying a position, Yu Zhenyi is unwilling to ascend, and he will definitely not add any unnecessary extravagance to avoid becoming the target of public criticism. After all, by joining forces with Ding Ying to set up such a big game, Yu Zhenyi has already committed a huge taboo against all the masters.

Currently, it is only because Yu Zhenyi’s combat prowess has not been compromised at all that people dare not break up with him and talk about the morality of the world.

At least Zhong Qiu and the knife sharpener Liu Zong, as well as the hiding Tong Qingqing, must have a bad impression of Yu Zhenyi.

So Zhou Fei is actually not willing to break up with Tong Qingqing at this time, but this cyan dress and the golden Arhat that Monk Yunni went to ask for from the Emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom , are all blessings that must be obtained. The previous one

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The purpose is to take away the demon sect Ya'er and use it to sharpen his son Zhou Shi The latter was given to Lu Fang in exchange for a magic weapon. A short time later, Chun Chao Palace lost Zhou Fei, but there was still Bird's Eye Sword Immortal and Chung Chao Palace who had the same spirit. Zhou Shi's martial arts On the way to the top, there are no worries.

In the final analysis, it is too difficult for a great monk like him to give birth to an heir, especially the Jiang family of the Jade Guizong, which has been passed down by a single line for many years.

A bald old man carrying a big suitcase climbed up the cityHead, walking as fast as flying, it is Monk Yunni who took off his cassock and left the Vajra Temple.

Passing by Fan Wan'er, who was squatting on the ground with his head covered, the old man glanced curiously, wondering why the young fairy from Jingxinzhai was in such pain.

But when the old man saw Zhou Fei "tearing" the blue dress with his hands, the old man, who was no longer a monk, shouted angrily: "Zhou Fei!"

Zhou Fei sneered. : "Old bald donkey, do you really think this dress came to you with any good intentions? It was just one of the tricks of the old witch Tong Qingqing. She has been fooled by her for most of her life, and she still persists in her obsession? The dress is four pieces It is true that it is one of the magical treasures, but there is nothing in it? The soul of Jingxinzhai Tong Qingqing has long been hidden in it."

The old man was unmoved and his eyes widened. , like a King Kong glaring in the temple hall, "Do you want to take care of it?! We agreed that you will leave this world with 'Miss Qingqing', and I will bring you this Arhat's golden body. If Zhou Fei dares to break his promise, I will Kill you!"

Zhou Fei was amused, "You are an old bald donkey, and you call me a young girl in a dress. Are you embarrassed?"

The old man was speechless and felt guilty. .

Zhou Fei pointed at Fan Wan'er in the distance, with admiration in his eyes, "This direct disciple of Tong Qingqing, the future master of Jingxinzhai, is probably the body of Tong Qingqing, the relegated immortal in this life! She was rejuvenated first, just like Yu Zhenyi. She looked like a child, and then she gave up her realm and cultivation and grew up with the flow, becoming a young woman like Fan Wan'er. Plus, Jingzhanglou helped her hide the truth from the sea, you and me. , everyone in the world, including Ding Ying, was fooled by her!"

Zhou Fei laughed, "You even fooled yourself, Tong Qingqing, it's just you! They are all foreign objects. "

Zhou Fei waved his sleeves and let the blue dress float away.

The absence of the blue dress means that if you want the golden Arhat, you can only snatch it from Monk Yunni.

But after Zhou Fei weighed the pros and cons, he gave up both blessings and only wanted a spot as the third grandmaster.

You can also take away the Demon Cult Ya'er.

In this blessed land of lotus flowers, for the banished immortals who are Qi practitioners in the vast world, one is doing the dojo in a snail shell, with hands and feet tied up, and the other is a clever woman who cannot make a meal without rice and has no way to start.

The appearance of Chen Pingan disrupted all plans. Even if Ding Ying can die, who else in this world dares to say that he will not die?

Zhou Fei was worried that his boat would capsize in the gutter, and even he would be slaughtered by then. Although it doesn't prevent me from leaving the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, the loss is a bit big.

The biggest problem at the moment is that among the ten people in the world, only two are dead so far, Ding Ying and Feng Qingbai.

There are eight left, which means that five more need to die before the promise in the secret letter can take effect.

Lu Fang is worthy of being a long-time friend of the head of the Jiang family. He quickly figured out the link, "Don't worry, I will be watching over you for the next sixty years.Zhou Shi can definitely be among the top three. ”

For the first time, Zhou Fei chose to take a step back. Of course, Monk Yunni was unwilling and did not dare to be aggressive, and followed the "Qingqing girl" to Fan Wan'er.

She rubbed her eyebrows vigorously with both hands.

Then the young beauty straightened up and patted her cheeks with both hands.

Fan Wan'er stretched out her arms. With one finger, she twisted the collar of the blue dress in front of her and shook it a few times. After putting it on herself, she pulled it open and threw it to the confused old monk. She smiled and said: "Don't worry, your so-called girl Qingqing is still there. You just need to go to Guniu Mountain and stay there, and she will regain her vitality soon. She is the real owner of this dress. My soul has just been borrowed for decades. After that, it was sealed by me. It is no different from a dead thing. In this way, it is not easy to be stolen by Ding. Baby discovery. So what have you said to this dress over the years, whether it was Buddhist words or love words, anyway, I didn’t hear a word. "

The old monk held the dress in his arms and blushed a little.

Fan Wan'er narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought, no longer paying attention to this monk who had already moved his heart.

Instead, she expressed her pure "Jingxinzhai disciple Fan Wan'er". "Start the review.

Senior sister Zhou Shuzhen accepted the apprentice on behalf of the master and took her young self back. At the Jingxin Pavilion in the sect's forbidden area, Fan Wan'er just bowed three times to the scroll.

She was the person who most wanted to see "Tong Qingqing" in the world, so Zhou Shuzhen finally gave her a bronze mirror

She learned the white ape's back sword technique and was famous in the world. Known as "With or without a back sword, there are two Fan Wan'er"

But Fan Wan'er discovered that no one in this world seems to be able to use this secret skill, the last sword. She didn't have such a sword, nor did she have such a warrior's physique, but Zhou Shuzhen still insisted on her mastering the white ape back sword technique.

That's why Chen Ping'an, the relegated immortal, felt strange when he was in Baihe Temple. Why is it that Fan Guan'er is clearly "near the road" but seems to be walking with a heavy load? Because most of his soul is missing, he is like a walking corpse. How can Fan Guan'er be agile? On the bridge, he asked Prince Wei Yan if there were often people and things that seemed familiar to him. Later, in the prince's residence, the old cook, who was originally ranked third in the world, also noticed Fan Wan'er's weirdness at a glance, but at that time. The old man mistakenly thought that she was just the reincarnation of a certain "exiled immortal", so she was relatively easy to be "possessed by ghosts", and she would have certain auras lingering on her body.

Think of the two times she took the initiative to find Chen Ping'an by accident.

Fan Wan'er grinned, "Okay, what kind of background does it take to get the Grand Master's uncle to agree to let him possess her?" ? It’s a pity that the rules in this world are too big and you want to take advantage of them.It's not easy, so those two times, "Fan Wan'er" could only stare and couldn't say a word. And that Chen Pingan probably just regarded herself as a crazy woman?

"Fan Wan'er" stepped on the ruins of the wall, leaned forward, put an arm on his leg, and looked into the distance with a full smile.

At the night market, at a table near her and Chen Ping'an, it looked like ordinary people were cursing each other. You want to open a brothel directly in the other party's home.

The real meaning is, of course, that "there are no more than three things."

However, those curse words are really careless. They sound like the wording of that stinky little Taoist boy. This time when he returns to Haoran World, even if the Supreme Master stops him, he must follow the words that he has seen a long time ago. The little brat who doesn't like it, talk about it nicely. In the past ninety years, Ding Ying had met her several times by chance. It was probably not the little Taoist boy who was good at making decisions. But that time when he was kidnapped by the master of the Bingfu Sect, she dared to assert that it was definitely the little bastard who held a grudge who was playing tricks on her. Although It was a near miss, but looking back, it’s quite disgusting.

And because of possession.

The most important thing is that the Supreme Master broke the rules of Ouhua Blessed Land, which also caused all the plans of "Jingxinzhai Tong Qingqing" to be in vain.

Little Daotong quickly decided on the final ten people before Tong Qingqing got the soul of the bronze mirror and blue dress.

Or is it that the Supreme Master, who has been cheating all his life, met a rich man, so he no longer cares about the money? Are you going to spend money to get yourself out of the Lotus Root Land?

Fan Wan'er, or in other words, Tong Qingqing's sight.

The white robe was already approaching the city.

No, to be precise, she should be Taipingshan Taoist Nun Huang Ting now, no longer the slimy string puppet Fan Wan'er, let alone the timid Tong Qingqing who was afraid of death.

She gave a shout, raised her arm high, and extended her thumb to the guy outside the city.

This is the first time in her life that Taoist nun from Taiping Mountain, named Tong Yezhou, has admired a man younger than herself.

Chen Pingan raised his head, looked at the strange and unfamiliar Fan Wan'er, and frowned.

He just looked at Zhong Qiu, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

In Chen Ping'an's mind, no matter where the arena is, there should be people in the arena like Song Yushao and Zhong Qiu, then it is considered an arena.

Huang Ting raised his eyebrows and his smile grew stronger, "You have personality, I like it!"

Outside the city was Chen Ping'an who stopped.

On the top of the city, among the ten people on the list are Yu Zhenyi, the leader of the Hushan Sect, who has already put on the silver lotus crown, with a glazed flying sword hovering next to him, and took out a A folding bamboo fan with tiny characters written on each fan bone, recording a unique martial arts skill.

Zhong Qiu, with a relieved look on his face, was lying on the top of the dilapidated city, his shoulders were slumped, and he no longer looked like the usual Nanyuan Kingdom Imperial Master.

Chunchao Palace Zhoufei.

Tang Tieyi, the general of the Northern Jin Dynasty with a solemn expression, kept stroking the handle of the master's sword with his thumb.

Knife sharpener Liu Zong.

Monk Yunni holding a soft blue dress.

I don’t know where Cheng Yuanshan is hiding in the capital.

Feng Qingbai, the tenth ranger, has died under the sword of his good brother Tang Tieyi.

Ding Laomo, who was number one, died in the hands of the banished immortal named Chen Pingan.

Besides the ten people, there is Huang Ting who has completely changed her momentum on the top of the city. Although she is not among the ten people, I am afraid that even Zhou Fei will not dare to provoke her now. When her soul merged with her body, her appearance began to change. Her already beautiful appearance added a bit of brilliance, making her even more stunning.

Having a bird's eye view of Feng Lufang, he plans to stay in the Ouhua Blessed Land for another sixty years, not only for his Taoist heart, but also for his friend's son, acting as his half-guardian.

What Zhou Shi, the hairpin flower man, thinks about is not only the sadness of the upcoming farewell, but also the beautiful longing for sixty years from now.

The demon sect Ya'er is about to be taken out of this world by Zhou Fei. When Ding Ying dies, she is the one who is most devastated.

At this moment, when everyone saw the young banished immortal, he stopped on the official road outside the city gate.

Yu Zhenyi’s eyes were dark and there was no emotion on his face.

Zhong Qiu smiled knowingly. The person who killed Old Demon Ding should be so domineering! It's like saying that you have all seen that I, Chen Ping'an, was injured in the battle with Ding Ying. Whoever wants to take advantage of the situation, just come and get down to the top of the city. We will decide whether to live or die.

The knife sharpener Liu Zong sighed and leaned against the wall. He was feeling worried. After seeing the earth-shattering battle at Guniu Mountain, he really didn’t have the energy to wade into the muddy water. I don’t think it’s interesting. If there is still a chance to walk down the city and return to the shop in Kejia Bridge safely this time, otherwise he will just be a rich man from now on. At most, he can choose one or two direct disciples who are pleasing to his eyes, and don't think about it.

Longwu General Tang Tieyi flashed across his eyes

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A hint of anger, but he hesitated for a moment, and simply closed his eyes to rest, without seeing. Not bothered.

In the end, Chen Pingan walked straight through the city gate and gradually disappeared.

Yu Zhenyi floated up, stepped on the glazed flying sword over there, and was about to go to Guniu Mountain.

The abundant spiritual energy gathered from all over the world has begun to disperse everywhere. Yu Zhenyi, a cultivator, how can he miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Aura is different from the illusory martial arts in the world. It does not pick anyone, as long as it is capable, anyone can be embraced.

Tang Tieyi stared at the depressed knife sharpener Liu Zong and walked slowly along the horse path.

Liu Zong was horrified, jumped up, and cursed: "You Tang Tieyi, how dare you treat me like a weakling?!"

Huang Tingze stared at him and didn't like it. Zhou Fei.

The Lord of Spring Chao Palace is hereWhat Tong Qingqing does in Jingxinzhai can tolerate what this blessed land does, but Taoist nun Huang Ting in Taiping Mountain cannot!

In Fan Guan'er's eyes, it was an ordinary bronze mirror, but in Huang Ting's hands, there was a lot of mystery. She controlled the object with her energy and grabbed the bronze mirror on the ground. Her fingers hit the mirror hard, and it suddenly shattered. After the mirror shattered, a vision like a deep green pool was revealed. Huang Ting stretched out her fingers, as if she had grasped something, and when she pulled it out, a handful was pulled out by her. Sheathed sword!

She is the proud daughter of Taipingshan, the third largest sect in Tongye Continent. As the future sect master, as long as she reaches the upper five realms, she will definitely become the Huang Ting of the twelve realms!

It would be outrageous if this didn’t include some family wealth.

For a moment, Zhou Shi and Ya'er looked at each other, because they both felt like a light on their backs.

The two men turned their heads suddenly.

I happened to look into the eyes of the white-robed banished immortal looking towards the top of the city.

Zhou Fei laughed and scolded: "Ding Lao Mo, a guy with a lofty ambition, failed more than succeeded and failed, which has caused great harm to me."

Zhou Fei turned to look at Lu Fang, the latter was also helpless, "Unless this person ascends with you, Zhou Shi will definitely be in danger if he stays in the Ouhua Blessed Land."

Zhou Fei pinched his chin, it was difficult to form a good relationship. If so, then we have to make other plans.

At this moment, everyone couldn’t help but look up at the sky.

A golden hole opened in the sea of ​​clouds, and a beam of light instantly fell on the city.

In the blink of an eye.

I am afraid that except for these banished immortals and masters at the top of the city, no one in the capital will notice this scene.

In everyone's field of vision, a short Taoist boy appeared, holding a small and exquisite colorful rattle in his hand, but carrying a huge golden gourd on his back, which was almost as tall as a person, which looked extremely funny.

After Huang Ting saw this little guy, he yelled, stopped caring about Zhou Fei, and strode towards this Taoist boy who was very annoying in the world.

After the little Taoist boy caught a glimpse of the murderous Huang Ting, he rolled his eyes and said, "I didn't come down here to fight. If you go too far and annoy my master, I won't be afraid of your great master." Ancestor, have you been protecting Taoism for you for so many years in vain?”

Huang Tingruo is still the Taoist nun from Taiping Mountain before coming to Ouhua Blessed Land. She will only say that it is my ancestor’s business, and then whether to take action or not. At this moment, she grinned, with an expression on her face that we would wait and see in the vast world. The little Taoist boy returned the favor with the same grin and disapproval. Are you comparing yourself to me, the little Taoist master? Is Taiping Mountain a little too small? It’s not the Dragon Tiger Mountain in the Middle-earth Divine Continent.

The little Taoist boy moistened his throat, puffed up his chest, and strode on the horsewalk at the top of the city. His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear him clearly, "The rules have changed. For you, This is great news. Those who survived the last ten people on the list can ascend. Those who are unwilling to leave this world will wait until I sound the second drum and before the third. , just leave the city by yourselfOkay, of course, even if you don't ascend, people who walk down the city can still get a magic weapon. ”

“Remember, those who ascend at the top of the city will have their physical bodies left behind in this world, and only use their souls to go to other places, retaining all memories. Don’t think that starting over again is a bad thing. , the mystery of which can be experienced by yourself later. "

The little Taoist boy walked arrogantly, "The top three on the list will be even more blessed. Yu Zhenyi, who is second, can take three people with him if he chooses to ascend. The third Zhou Fei can take anyone away at will. My master has spoken, except Ding Ying. These people who were taken away could leave together physically. "

"Well, it seems that many people are confused. Don't be surprised. You are too weak to be qualified to participate. If you are lucky, you will end up like Feng Qingbai. "

Speaking of this, the little Taoist boy smiled at Huang Ting and said: "Are you angry or not? You could have been among the top three in terms of strength. Alas, God's calculations are not as good as those of others. There is nothing you can do about it. . Who told you Taipingshan to hook up with those two outsiders? You broke the rules first. My husband was very angry at the time. "

Huang Ting twitched the corner of his mouth.

The little Taoist boy tilted his head, stared at her face, and added fuel to the fire: "Huang Ting, what do you say? You are so stinky and shameless. In the world, you are not half as good-looking as you are now..."

The little Taoist boy seemed to be hit on the back of the head, and suddenly he fell to the ground. He didn't feel embarrassed and stood up. Patting the Taoist robe, he made a face as he passed by Huang Ting, and then continued: "Finally, let me tell you an old rule passed down from generation to generation. Don't publicize today's matters easily to the outside world. You should know it in your heart. Okay, of course, I really can’t hold it in anymore, so I’ll mention it to a very few people, it won’t get in the way. "

After saying this in one breath, the little Taoist boy raised the rattle and swung it gently.

There was no vision of heaven and earth, just a gentle thud.

Is this the second sound of the heavenly drum?

Yu Zhenyi stepped on the glazed flying sword and bowed to the little Taoist boy, "Farewell to the Immortal Master. "

Facing this "peer" in appearance, the little Taoist boy had a different attitude. He was more serious and said in an old-fashioned way: "Go ahead, everyone has his or her own ambitions." My master is not disappointed in you, so please cherish the next sixty years. "

Yu Zhenyi showed an excited expression for the first time, and moved away with his sword, heading to the Guniu Mountain battlefield site to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

It is expected that he will break through again after leaving seclusion, that is He might be able to fight against his enemy Chen Pingan.

Zhong Qiuxiao asked: "Liu Zong, what do you say?

Knife sharpener Liu Zong thought for a while and said with a smile: "I'll ask the national master to help me sell the shop later. I believe that the national master has already known the ones I have chosen." Young people, when the time comes, divide the money and give it to several of them. "

Zhongqiu nodded, "It's not difficult. So let's just say goodbye? ”

Liu Zong sighed.

Zhong Qiu holds his fists.

Liu Zong quickly clasped his fists in return and couldn't help but ask: "Master Zhong, why don't you leave together? After you leave, there may be a chance to come back, but if you don't leave this time, there will be no chance again." The opportunity has soared."

Zhong Qiu shook his head and said: "My heart is in my hometown."

Liu Zong always held his fist and never put it down.

Zhong Qiu smiled warmly. After gently pressing Liu Zong's hand, he turned around and left, walking down the city wall.

Xiao Daotong glanced at Zhong Qiu’s back and shook his head.

Tang Tieyi quickly followed Zhong Qiu.

The monk Yunni stepped out of the city in one step and fell outside the city. He held the blue dress in his arms and ran quickly towards Guniu Mountain.

On top of the city, there are not many left.

Zhou Fei said to Lu Fang: "Take Zhou Shi to hide first. It is best to leave Nanyuan Kingdom, the farther away the better. Once I leave the Lotus Flower Blessed Land, no one can stop me. Chen Ping'an."

Lu Fang and Zhou Shi did not hesitate, so they stormed down the city, bypassed Guniu Mountain, and headed for the border of Nanyuan Kingdom.

In the end, there were only four people left, the little Taoist boy carrying a huge gourd, Huang Ting of Taipingshan, "Zhou Fei" of Jade Guizong, and Liu Zong, a native of Ouhua Blessed Land.

The little Taoist boy glanced under a certain stone bridge in the city, where the Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan was hiding. He was full of sarcasm, yawned, shook the rattle at will, and the third drum sounded.

If Cheng Yuanshan does not appear at the top of this city, it will be like trying to draw water from a bamboo basket, unable to ascend, and there will be no additional opportunities.

A bright beam of light surged down and enveloped Liu Zong. His whole person disappeared in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

The little Taoist boy was obviously very impressed with Zhou Fei. He revealed a little more secrets and said softly: "That Chen Ping'an, don't worry about him misbehaving here. Hehe, he still has to suffer."

Zhou Fei looked stunned and said with a smile: "Thank you."

The second beam of light fell on the human world. Zhou Fei stayed longer than Liu Zong, his figure was blurred, and he still had a leisurely look at that person. Huang Ting waved goodbye.

The little Taoist boy smiled and looked at the frowning Taipingshan Taoist Sister, "Are you worried about your situation?"

Huang Ting sneered: "You go back and tell my ancestor, no need. With money, I can do what Sui Zuoyou couldn't do in ten years at most. When the time comes that I will break through, I will physically ascend and return to the vast world."

Little Daotong smiled playfully and tiptoed. At one o'clock, carrying such a big golden gourd on his back, he began to "fly up" in the air. Without a beam of light, he swam crookedly, like a dog pawing, and slowly swam toward the sky...

Huang Ting glanced at it and said... I wish I could see that scene again. Only this little brat can do such childish things.

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In the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom, there was a skinny little girl. She sold her books, bought two pieces of clothes, and the rest of the copper coins, she ordered a large table and only knew how to do it. The delicious food that appeared in the dream was eaten voraciously, for fear that it would be slow, but that it would be too big.Unfortunately, sitting on the chair, she had to stand up high to reach the delicious dishes on the other side of the table. Her face was greasy, and she felt that she had never been so happy.

A child named Cao Qinglang was taken to the Yamen by a group of officers and soldiers. Four straw mats were spread outside the lobby and covered with four white cloths. The child squatted there in a daze, saying nothing.

Under a bridge, the Arm Saint Cheng Yuanshan was still waiting hard for the second thundering drum beat.

There was a scholar from the Han tribe. Hearing that someone had died not far away, he was dragged by his friends to join in the fun. He was already surrounded by people. The scholar only heard that she was a beautiful woman. He wanted to wait until After she comes back, she must talk to her about this tragedy. The most important thing is to ask her to go out less. Now that the two of them are in a tight situation, it doesn't matter. She doesn't need to visit relatives or borrow money to buy books for him.

Flying all the way back to the street, Chen Pingan's steps were heavy after turning into an alley.

When entering the city, even though there were so many masters standing on the top of the city.

Chen Pingan was still in an invincible posture that he had never seen before, wearing white clothes, hanging a wine pot, holding a long sword, and passed by gracefully.

But at this moment, facing a city house with cheap Spring Festival couplets posted on it, Chen Pingan raised his hand several times, but dropped it again without knocking on the door.

Chen Pingan didn’t know.

The old Taoist stood behind him and looked at him.

An experienced Taoist must "know" two things.

How do you, Chen Pingan, know yourself?

How will you view the world?

(End of this chapter)