When Chen Ping'an woke up, it was already the beginning of the moon. Maybe he had his sword hanging, but the shopkeeper didn't dare to chase people away. He pinched his nose and allowed such a ranger to stand in the manhole without shitting. Chen Ping'an had a lot of trouble. So he gave him some money, and a windfall came from heaven. The old shopkeeper was very happy. Chen Pingan slowly walked back to Zhuangyuan Lane. The business of the brothel was deserted, and the beautiful women were lying lazily on the railings. Chen Pingan looked up and found that these women had much lighter makeup. But she seems to look better than before with heavy makeup.
There were many women chatting and teasing upstairs along the way, and one woman directly threw an embroidered handkerchief to Chen Ping'an, shouting, "Brother handsome, come up and sit down, sister will treat you to tea." , sit on my sister’s lap.”
The women in the brothel where she was staying and those nearby immediately started to make noises and make nasty remarks. Chen Ping'an easily dodged the embroidered handkerchief. He just looked back at the embroidered handkerchief that fell on the ground, went back to pick it up, rolled it up into a ball and gently threw it back to the woman. The women in the brothel on the street were silent at first, and then burst into laughter.
Chen Ping'an felt calm and walked back to the alley. At the corner of the street, stood a man and a woman in ordinary street clothes. They were not old, less than thirty years old, but their breathing was long and steady. In the world of Ouhua Blessed Land, young masters should be considered talented and have good playing skills. Of course, there is still a big gap compared to geniuses such as Smiley Face and Hairpin Master Zhou Shi.
The two self-registered as spies in the capital under the direct command of Imperial Master Zhongqiu. The man handed Chen Pingan two packages, containing stolen books they had collected from a nearby bookstore. There were also books about bridge construction selected from the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry. The woman handed Chen Pingan a secret file about the scholar surnamed Jiang and the pipa girl.
Chen Pingan found that no matter the man or woman, when they handed over something to him, both their moods and their hands were very unstable.
Chen Pingan smiled at them, thanked them and walked towards Cao Qinglang's house.
Kill Pink Vajra Ma Xuan and Pipa Girl in the street, then almost kill Lu Fang of Bird's Eye View Peak, defeat the national teacher Zhong Qiu, and finally kill Ding Ying, the supreme leader of the Demon Sect.
For these spies from the Nanyuan Kingdom who wandered around the imperial court and the rivers and lakes, it was like the old general Lu Xiao was on the top of the city and witnessed the battle between Yu Zhenyi and the female crown Huang Ting. Afterwards, one can't help but sigh with emotion, "He is truly a god." In this world, Chen Ping'an is even better than Ding Ying when he was at his peak.
When Chen Pingan slowly walked to the courtyard door and pushed in, the young woman took a deep breath. It turned out that she had been holding her breath and dared not breathe. She said softly: "It turns out it's really true. So young."
The man was helpless and said nothing.
She smiled and said: "She is so good-looking."
After saying that, she felt a little embarrassed.
At this moment, the man suddenly exited the yard, leaned back, extended his thumb to the woman, and said with a smile: "Good eyesight."
The woman was stunned, thenEven the stern man was caught off guard.
When the door closed softly, the woman suddenly covered her face and stamped her feet fiercely.
The man sighed. In fact, she is not usually this crazy. She has been a spy for seven years and is good at hiding. She has always been meticulous and steady. She has made many contributions to the Nanyuan court. Even Master Zhong is right. She has a favorable eye, and this time the two of them are responsible for tracking Tang Tieyi, the Northern Jin Longwu general, which shows Zhongqiu's trust.
In the yard, Cao Qinglang and the unknown little girl were sitting on a small bench. The two peers were not chatting. The little girl was eating melon seeds. She must have asked for them from Cao Qinglang, and the melon seed shells were lying around. After throwing it on the ground, she panicked a little when she saw Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan glanced at the ground. She immediately put the melon seeds in her hand into her pocket and packed them away.
After Chen Pingan greeted Cao Qinglang, he went to the house, lit the oil lamp, and opened two packages. The books sold by the little girl at a low price were all intact and stacked on the table again. The books of the Yamen are placed on the other side, with two small mountains of books, one on the left and one on the right, like door gods guarding them. Chen Pingan opened the secret file, which contained detailed records of the pasts of the scholar surnamed Jiang and Concubine Pipa.
Chen Pingan put the envelope back and tucked it into a book.
Chen Pingan began to review this inexplicable chess game.
This time I entered the Lotus Flower Blessed Land. Although it was full of dangers, I gained a lot.
Not only did he successfully break through the bottleneck of the four realms in his battle with the great martial arts master Zhong Qiu, but in the second fight, Zhong Qiu also lowered his status and took the initiative to feed his fists to help him stabilize his five realms. It is said that Zhongqiu also had his own considerations in it. He guessed that Ding Ying and Yu Zhenyi would most likely join forces to plan the plan and did not want them to succeed. However, no matter what, Zhongqiu made Chen Ping'an feel happy whether it was his master's demeanor, martial arts strength or character. I admire you.
The subsequent battle with Ding Ying was hearty and full of twists and turns. For the first time, Chen Pingan truly held the sword to face the enemy. As expected, a pure martial artist still has to hone his body on the line of life and death, even if Chen Pingan does not know the rest of the world. He is a martial artist in the fifth realm, but he considers himself to have a solid foundation in the five realms and can fight quite well.
This is the foundation of his life. No matter how obsessed with money Chen Pingan is, he will never change it for ten thousand dollars.
Ten thousand steps back, even if the Changsheng Bridge still cannot be built during this trip to the Lotus Root Blessed Land, it is still a worthwhile trip. Compared with the previous trip that Chen Pingan hoped to go to the ancient battlefield site or the Wusheng Temple. Try your luck and strive to be among the fifth realm, and the result will be much better.
However, even though the situation is great, there is also danger hidden in it.
The problem is that Ding Ying’s golden body of the Yin God was knocked from the top of Guniu Mountain to the big pit outside Guniu Mountain, especially under the last "Thunder Pond", and Ouhua Blessed Land was involved. The majestic spiritual energy and broken martial arts in the Guniu Mountain area, the sea water poured in, poured into Chen Ping'an's body, and penetrated into his soul. Chen Ping'an was vaguely aware that there was a mist on the lake in his heart, lingering, thunder and lightning intertwined, Like dragons, snakes and pythons soaring into the clouds and riding in the mist, and there are sword lights that flash past in the mist, as if they are in the sky.The sword kills the dragon.
Fortunately, these spiritual energies that conflicted with the true energy of a pure martial artist were separatist in remote feudal towns and did not rise up or rebel for the time being. After all, in the vast world, Qi practitioners and pure martial arts are two completely different paths from the beginning. A martial artist needs to dissipate the spiritual energy in his body and cultivate a pure Qi that is like a fire dragon patrolling the fields, while the Qi practitioner's first Steps are the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the more the better. After that, it is nothing more than removing the waste and retaining the good, opening up new territories, and building the apertures of the Qi Mansion into mansions and cities, becoming one's own small caves, like giant lakes next to big rivers, no matter it is Whether in floods or dry periods, Qi practitioners can always connect themselves with the heaven and earth, with a continuous flow of spiritual energy. Finally, they open up an alchemy room and form a Golden Alchemy Guest, and then warm up the Yin God and the Yang God, and finally achieve the realm of earthly immortals.
The current situation in Chen Ping'an's body is that the pure Qi and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth are confronting each other. The two armies are facing each other and forming their own formations.
Chen Pingan put away his thoughts, picked up the sword-raising gourd beside the table, and took a sip of wine.
It is so difficult to build a bridge of longevity. It is easier to destroy a bridge than to build one. He almost died in this blessed land of lotus root. When he thought of this possibility, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but feel scared. Even one year in the blessed land of lotus root is not equal to sixty in the world
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In the past ten years, I will definitely miss my ten-year appointment with Miss Ning. Ten years from now, how old will Li Baoping, Li Huai and the others be? Will you be bullied during this period? And what about Gu Can who went to Shujian Lake? Will Liu Xianyang return to his hometown in fine clothes, return to the small town, and then find himself nowhere to be found? What to do with the down-and-out Shanzhu House and the ancestral home in Niping Lane in Longquan County, as well as the shops in Qilong Lane?
Chen Pingan stood up, and soon there was a knock on the door. The skinny little girl also took credit and ran to Chen Pingan's side room. Just as she was about to remind Chen Pingan that a visitor was coming, the door was already closed. Opening it, Chen Pingan saw the female spy of Nanyuan Kingdom standing outside the courtyard gate, holding a long box. Chen Pingan walked over and she explained softly: "This is the relic of Concubine Pipa. The Imperial Master just ordered someone to Bring it and let me give it to Master Chen Xian."
Before Chen Pingan could say anything, she blushed slightly and ran away.
Cao Qinglang looked at this scene, just curious. The skinny little girl's eyes rolled around, thoughtfully.
Chen Pingan put the pipa back into the room, and Cao Qinglang went back to his room to read at night. The little girl continued to sit on the bench and eat melon seeds. This time she learned well, and the melon seed shells did not dare to scatter like flowers. They were thrown randomly on the ground, and they were all piled up at their feet.
Chen Pingan walked to the bench and found that Cao Qinglang had left the cattail leaf fan on the bench. He picked it up gently, sat down, and said to the little girl: "You can go home."
She chewed melon seeds, blinked her eyes, and shook her head: "Home? I don't have a home. I'm just a little beggar. Where can I find a home? There are many bad people among beggars. They often beat me. I'm too young. I can't eat If you don’t have enough food and have even less strength, you can’t defeat them. Give them all the good land in the capital.It was occupied, and I couldn't fight for it, so I had to find a place to live by myself, such as under a bridge or on top of a rich family's stone lion. "
Chen Pingan asked: "Where are your parents? "
The skinny little girl ate melon seeds and said with a smile: "I'll die early. I'm not from the capital. I'm thousands of miles away from here. There was a plague in my hometown. I was still young at that time. My parents fled, but my mother died on the road. My father took me here. The officials in the capital were pretty good. They set up many porridge shops outside the city. My father died after drinking a big bowl of porridge. of. "
Chen Pingan asked again: "How old are you this year? "
She finished eating the melon seeds, stretched out her two palms, raised a little finger, and shook it, "Nine years old. "
Chen Pingan stopped talking.
She laughed a few times, "I don't look nine years old, right? There is nothing you can do, you are hungry, and you are not growing taller. Did you see the person who gave me the little snowman last time? She was only over six years old, and she was a little taller than me. The young lady in the yard, Cao Qinglang, was also younger than me. ”
Chen Pingan gently shook the cattail leaf fan, appearing indifferent and indifferent.
The little girl had actually been looking at Chen Pingan’s face and eyes. Seeing his appearance, she felt a twinge in her stomach. She kept slandering her, no one with money is really good! She never cares about other people's life and death. He is obviously a very powerful person. A little money leaking from his fingers can make her live a good life, but she just refuses.
She was already nine years old, but she was as skinny as a five or six-year-old child. Chen Ping'an didn't find it strange because he came here like this back then, until he left Mud Bottle Lane and the town. After working as an apprentice in Old Man Yao's Long Kiln, Chen Pingan started to grow taller. Before that, Chen Pingan was half a head shorter than his peers.
Chen Pingan has not taken off Chixin and Tingxue today. , so even if she is sitting on a small bench, she is still very dignified.
This is the reason why the little girl has been so honest tonight.
The cattail leaf fan is swaying, and the breeze is blowing. Chen Ping'an asked: "How much did you sell those books you stole? "
She wrinkled her face and wanted to squeeze out some tears, but she couldn't. She had to raise a palm and cried out: "I really didn't steal the book. I can swear that if If you tell a lie, you will be struck by thunder and die!
Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "You lied. Who was struck by lightning and died?" You don't seem to have made it clear. "
Her face changed slightly and she smiled dryly: "Of course it's me, who else could it be?" "
Chen Pingan nodded, "Then who are you? What's your last name?
The little girl bent down and fiddled with the pile of melon seed shells with her fingers, "I have a surname, but I don't have a name yet. My parents left early and didn't have time to name me." "
At this point, she raised her head and said with a bright smile: "But my father told me that our ancestors were very rich. They had many big officials and were in charge of thousands of people. People. ”
Chen Pingan stopped the cattail leaf fan and shook the wine gourd, "Do you miss your parents?"
She blurted out: "What do you want them to do? I can't even remember their appearance."
Perhaps because she thought it would be unpleasant to say this, she immediately changed her words and said: "Actually, I still really want to. I often dream about them, but unfortunately I still can't see their appearance clearly. Every time I dream about them, When I woke up in the morning, they all had tears on their faces. They were so sad."
Chen Pingan turned to look at her.
The little girl stretched out her palm again, "I swear!"
Chen Ping'an asked: "Are you really not afraid of God?"
The little girl was a little worried. Annoyed, but did not dare to contradict this guy, he quickly lowered his head and muttered: "Oh my god, what a fart."
Chen Pingan stood up, put down the cattail leaf fan, and walked out of the yard. There was a man standing at the corner of the street. .
The man has a silver lotus crown on his head, has a childlike appearance and height, and carries a long sword on his back.
When Chen Ping'an walked to the corner, the man had retreated to the other side of the street, which was a sign of attitude. He was not coming to pick a fight, but to discuss something.
Chen Ping'an didn't have a good impression of this person.
Yu Zhenyi, the leader of the Hushan Sect, the so-called righteous leader who secretly colludes with Ding Ying, is the second most unbeatable person in the world.
Yu Zhenyi smiled and said: "I turned back this time and returned to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom for both business and private reasons. For business, I wanted to discuss with Zhong Qiu and ask him to hand over the atlas of the Five Mountains. , the Hushan sect and I can move into the Nanyuan Kingdom and not compete with Zhongqiu for the position of national master. As a private matter, I want to ask if you have the so-called fairy money, snow money, and Xiaoshu money in your hand. , Guyu money, any kind is fine as long as I have it on me. I am willing to exchange it with you. As long as Lotus Root Blessed Land has it, I can help you find it."
Chen Pingan asked in reply: " If I really want it, can't I find it myself?"
Yu Zhenyi shook his head and said: "Why are you wasting your time? After all, I am more familiar with the Four Kingdoms and temples in the Lotus Flower Land than you are, and I am more familiar with Taoism. Time is the most valuable thing for a person."
The gathering of spiritual energy in the Guniu Mountain area is caused by the old Taoist using the heaven-reaching technique to move all the spiritual energy from the Lotus Flower Blessed Land. It is absolutely abnormal and can be said to be rare in a hundred years. , but the three kinds of immortal money that banished the immortals are the embodiment of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Yu Zhenyi, who is dedicated to proving immortality, urgently needs this thing, and only he can afford the price.
Yu Zhenyi pointed to the glazed flying sword on his back, "Chen Ping'an, in addition to exchanging this sword with you for fairy money, I can also personally help you collect the artifacts left in the Lotus Flower Blessed Land. The relics of the banished immortals can even help you get the newly obtained magic weapons from Tang Tieyi, Monk Yunni and others, and
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You are a pure martial artist , Ding Ying's Three Demon Sects, and Tong Qingqing's Jingxinzhai, these martial arts holy places, have collected a large number of martial arts secrets, maybe there is something you can take a fancy to."
Chen Pingan asked. : "When you enter Beijing this time, you must beYou came to me first to discuss the deal. I can be sure that you, Yu Zhenyi, really want to make this deal, but you also want to take advantage of this opportunity to suppress Master Zhong, right? Once I nod, Master Zhong and Nanyuan Kingdom will be under pressure. Furthermore, your so-called personal help in collecting martial arts secrets for me, isn't it because you are the best in the world and the second in the world, so that you can suppress the whole world and let you find the remnants of the techniques that banished the immortals? Otherwise, you, Yu Zhenyi, no matter how powerful you are, still would not dare to risk the disapproval of the world. After all, martial arts madman Zhu Lian and demon sect Ding Ying both learned from their mistakes.
Yu Zhenyi did not deny it, nodded and said: "But you will still benefit from this, and from beginning to end, you don't need to show your face at all. I will do the evil alone." "
Chen Ping'an pulled out the narrow knife to stop the snow.
The glazed flying sword behind Yu Zhenyi's back buzzed and trembled, and he was ready to unsheath it.
His face was gloomy. He did not expect that Chen Pingan would be so unreasonable.
But then Chen Pingan used the tip of the knife to poke two small holes on the ground, and then drew a line between the two points. Arc, after sheathing the sword, asked: "The original intention is good, and the result you hope for is also good, but is this the reason for your unscrupulous actions? "
Yu Zhenyi glanced at the arc at Chen Ping'an's feet, put away his gaze, and said calmly: "Those who want to achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters. Today's losses and tomorrow's gains are both big and small, and the disparity is huge. I, Yu Zhenyi, have a clear conscience, why don't I do something about it? During this period, how many people on the list died, a dozen people? What does it matter? Do you know how many thousands of people have died in vain in the history of this world because of the banishment of immortals? Let’s not talk about those tragic wars, but just talk about the ten people on the list you have seen. Spring Chao Palace Zhou Fei, how many people have been harmed? "
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I have read a lot of books, I dare not say that I know them all, but I know a lot. Just the names of the wars that may have been caused by the banishment of immortals in history, I can report them now. Appeared in more than sixty shows. "
Yu Zhenyi stopped talking.
Those who are different do not agree with each other.
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, squatted down, and added two more words with his fingers. A line, a straight line, between an arc and a straight line, with a smaller arc.
After Chen Pingan stood up, he said, "I don't expect you, Yu Zhenyi, to be a moral saint, and I don't have the ability to do so at the moment. It's easy to say that you are wrong, but put it aside, I will not do business with you, I have fairy money, and there is a lot of it, but I will not sell any to you. "
Yu Zhenyi narrowed his eyes, "Oh? "
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "What, are you unhappy? Okay, then I feel pretty good now. "
Yu Zhenyi suddenly smiled and said, "I hope we will meet again in the future. ”
The glazed flying sword was instantly unsheathed and hovered at his feet. He stepped on the flying sword and prepared to use the wind to leave the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom.
As for Zhongqiu, there is no need to look for it. As Chen Pingan revealed, only if Chen Pingan nodded and agreed could he have a chance to convince Yu Zhenyi.The sword had just lifted a foot into the air when he heard the man say with a smile: "Dwarf winter melon, it's better to see you later."
Yu Zhenyi suddenly overflowed with murderous intent, turned the tip of the sword, and stared coldly at the man A young and reviled immortal.
Chen Pingan looked calm and asked: "You, Yu Zhenyi, feel humiliated because you called me a short winter melon? You practiced Taoism and became a god. Isn't that amazing?"
Chen Pingan's hands were already holding the hilt of the Chixin sword and the hilt of the Zingxue sword.
Yu Zhenyi snorted coldly, climbed up with his sword, and turned into a rainbow that broke through the sky.
Chen Ping'an turned around and walked back to the alley. A guy over there poked his head around and quickly turned around and ran away.
The little girl felt regretful as she ran, how great it would be if the two of them were beaten to death.
Chen Pingan returned to the yard and closed the door. Over there at the door of the kitchen, the little girl was sitting on the bench with her head tilted and pretending to be asleep, while Cao Qinglang had turned off the lights and was sleeping. Chen Ping'an entered the house, took off his sword, and began to flip through the book and read about matters related to bridge construction.
It has been peaceful and uneventful since then. The capital of Nanyuan Kingdom is like this, and the whole world seems to be similar. From the last solar term of summer, with the sound of Chen Ping'an turning the pages of books, it slowly reached the beginning of autumn.
If the old Taoist didn't come to him, Chen Pingan could only wait.
The Li Zhu Cave in my hometown was once a bead hanging over the Great Li territory.
The broken yellow beam blessed land on the upside down mountain is also a hard-to-find entrance for gods. God knows what the lotus flower blessed land is and where it is in Tongye Continent.
The school near the alley still didn’t open its doors.
The skinny little girl stayed here shamelessly, but she learned to fetch water and sweep the floor every day, although she still cut corners and was lazy when she could.
Generally speaking, after the beginning of autumn, people in the market can look forward to the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Children, especially, began to wait eagerly, counting the time on their fingers. The whole family was reunited, eating moon cakes, looking at the big disk hanging in the sky, and laughing happily.
Chen Pingan was enjoying the cool air in the courtyard that night when he suddenly realized that neither he nor Cao Qinglang, nor the little girl, seemed to be looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival.
But during this period, Cao Qinglang smiled a lot more. Sometimes, he would be really annoyed with the little girl whose mouth was as poisonous as arsenic. But after being annoyed, how should he get along with her? No matter how we get along, he doesn't hold grudges. Occasionally, he would quarrel with her, but Cao Qinglang was no match for her. Once, he scolded her until her eyes turned red and her lips trembled with anger. But that night, when she asked him for melon seeds, Cao Qinglang silently gave them to her. She said there was only so much left, and she quickly went to buy it without saying a word. You are such a big man, and you want me to teach you how to buy things? Cao Qinglang was depressed for a long time and didn't talk to her all night. How could the little girl care about this? She just ate melon seeds and chatted with him. She never cared whether he talked to him or not. She only said what she wanted to say. Cao Qinglang rolled his eyes. Finally he couldn't bear it anymore, so he went to the room to read. ZhuangHe dared to look back and glare at her, but when she glared and stood up to hit someone with the bench, he was so frightened that he ran into the house and closed the door.
Lying over the window, when Cao Qinglang saw Chen Pingan glance at the bad girl, she quickly sat upright and explained that Cao Qinglang and I were playing around, and we have a good relationship. .
Cao Qinglang laughed happily and started reading a book.
This is also the real reason why Chen Pingan did not drive away the little girl.
One morning, it suddenly started to rain. The little girl was carrying half a bucket of water, which was either well water or rainwater. With a flattering face, she returned to the yard and told Chen Pingan that the school was open.
On this day, Chen Ping'an held an oil-paper umbrella and accompanied Cao Qinglang to the school.
The two of them were walking in the alley.
The skinny little girl who was staying under the eaves to take shelter from the rain trotted to the door of the courtyard. She saw Chen Pingan holding the umbrella and quietly leaning towards Cao Qinglang. The two seemed to be chatting. Cao Qinglang. Qinglang said more, and Chen Pingan smiled slightly and looked at Cao Qinglang.
She stood at the entrance of the courtyard for a long time.
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