Chapter 373 Traveling to the Southeast

This high-rise ship bound for the Qingluan Kingdom was built by a Mohist mechanic who made a living in this way. It is not surprising among the many ferries in Old Dragon City. It carries more than a hundred people at a time, and most of them operate separately. The rare goods from the north of Aquarius Continent and the south of Tongye Continent are only the goods in the hands of merchants on this ferry. They are the result of layers of screening by the five major surnames in Old Dragon City. The quality is naturally average. Occasionally, if you miss a few items, you can earn a few extra bucks. Spending a hundred snowflakes is already worth celebrating.

Qingluan Kingdom is well-known in the southeast of Aquarius Continent. It is famous for its numerous Taoist temples and temples. Various Taoist gods and eminent monks often hold water and land Taoist temples and Luo Taoist temples here with the funding of the imperial court. Tian Da Jiao, coupled with the Qingluan Kingdom's green sandalwood rice paper, which is extremely famous and sold to several continents, has made the successive emperors of the Qingluan Kingdom one of the richest kings in the southeastern territory of Aquarius Continent. Moreover, Buddhism is not flourishing in Aquarius Continent. The number of temples in Qingluan country exceeds that of other continents. The Sanskrit music can be heard lingering in the air. The walls are covered with beautiful inscriptions by sages, writers and poets. It has also attracted countless literati and poets to travel to Qingluan country.

In a brightly lit room on the top floor of the ferry, Chen Ping'an was flipping through a book of literary notes about the beautiful landscapes of Qingluan Kingdom. He bought it from the Old Dragon City Book Store and specially asked Zhu Lian to help him. Collected and collected.

Chen Pingan read and Pei Qian copied.

Everything in the world is difficult. It is difficult at the beginning. As time goes by, when habits become natural, it is no longer difficult. Pei Qian was like this. Reading and copying books had become a daily habit. Even if Chen Pingan didn't urge him, he would insist on it every day. But Chen Pingan also knew that if he was not with her for a long time, Pei Qianban would be in ruins if he copied the book. He would feel guilty for two or three days at most, and then go wild and have fun.

Chen Ping'an divided the small pot of Yuanying Old Jiao Jindan's medicinal wine into five parts and gave one to each of the four people in the picture scroll. This is one of the few pure martial artists who can rely on external objects. A blessing for improving your cultivation. Sui Youyou is now at the seventh level of the Golden Body Realm, and she has the Magic Sword in her hand. Her killing power is actually not that small, especially for the kind of Qi Practitioners who are fighting against each other, and who are under the Earth Immortal. Once she gets close Ten feet may not be her enemy. Zhu Lian's bottleneck was loosened, and the signs were clear. Following Sui's right, he was the second to set foot in the three realms of martial arts and refining gods, and he was close at hand.

Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang have no possibility of breaking through the realm for the time being, but after Zheng Dafeng's fist feeding and the deadly battle outside Laolong City, they have raised the top of the peak of the Sixth Realm a little higher.

The four people in the picture scroll are not ordinary martial arts warriors in the seventh and sixth realms.

Walking north to Aquarius Continent, as long as you don’t encounter a crazy Upper Five Realm monk, even if you are confronting a Nascent Soul Earth Immortal other than a sword cultivator, you can’t say that you will survive unscathed. If they retreat, they will definitely have enough strength to fight. As long as Wei Xian and the others are willing to die, maybe Chen Ping'an's side can still win miserably.

After the battle at Old Dragon City, what Chen Pingan regretted the most was the cyan sword-holding talisman. Zhong Kui wrote it with a small snow cone and gave it to Zheng Dafeng. The trapped sword happened to be It is this semi-immortal weapon "Sword Immortal" that Chen Pingan is carrying behind him at this moment, because Fu Qi, the Lord of Old Dragon City, is not a swordsman.Xiu, this sword is not a refining thing, so on the dragon platform, Zheng Dafeng used the Sword Suppressing Talisman to imprison the sword. Even if it couldn't last for long, Fu Qi calmly admitted defeat.

If he carries a sword-suppressing talisman and encounters a murderous sword cultivator Yuanying, instead of being too afraid, Chen Pingan can attack him unprepared and catch the opponent off guard.

But these gains and losses are not so haunting to Chen Pingan that it is difficult to let go.

What really made Chen Pingan feel disappointed was this talisman. It was one of the last two talismans written by Zhong Kui as a gentleman and a man in the world.

Compared with the cross-continental ferries that Chen Pingan has ridden and seen, this ferry is really small and compact. You can only stand at the window to enjoy the scenery, and there is no observation deck.

After Pei Qian finished writing, Chen Pingan carefully checked it and found that there was no sloppy writing that needed to be rewritten, so he began to practice six-step walking with her, at least two hours a day. .

In the past, Chen Ping'an didn't think practicing walking piles was boring and laborious. It wasn't until Pei Qian practiced that he realized that the piles of Shanshanquan were actually simple. , but it is not easy to practice it a million times, both physically and mentally. Even if Chen Pingan would pay attention to Pei Qian's shortness of breath and excess physical strength, Pei Qian would be so tired that he would sweat profusely every time, his forehead would be mushy and his face would be pale. Although he did not dare to complain, Chen Pingan would look at the dark-skinned man next to him. The smile on his little face disappeared, or his thin body trembled involuntarily when he walked step by step. Although Chen Ping'an remained expressionless, he looked a little distressed.

On the first day, Pei Qian relied on the excitement of a newborn calf to hold on for two hours. In the end, Chen Ping'an carried him to the next room. Only an hour later on the second day, he fell. Falling to the ground, cramping, and losing all his energy, Chen Pingan did not insist on two hours. In the next few days, he kept fighting for an hour, just a little longer each time.

Pei Qian gritted his teeth and persisted.

At first, Zhu Lian was sarcastic and sarcastic. Xiao Heitan still had the energy to glare, but later she really didn’t have the energy to fight for justice with Zhu Lian.

Ten days later, after going through the most difficult part of the journey, Pei Qian had a smile from the past on his face. When he walked, he started to walk with Pei Qian's signature swagger or jumping around. Jump, Zhu Lian said something stupid: "Sir, I privately think that Pei Qian has excellent martial arts qualifications. When exercising his body, his muscles and bones must suffer more, so that his qi and blood can be strong. He might as well walk for two hours every day." , Pei Qian can continue to stare.

On this day, after practicing walking piles, one big and one small opened the window and practiced standing the sword stove. Pei Qian was short and could only face the wall and think about it. After Chen Pingan agreed, she stepped on it Sitting on a chair, you can just look out at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window with Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan said softly: "You have to believe that all the hardships will be rewarded."

Pei Qian is now practicing sword furnace stake setting, just for show., with very little effect. Chen Pingan was also a little surprised by this. After asking Sui Zuoyi and others, they could not find out the reason.

After another day of hard work, Pei Qian was secretly happy in his heart. Thinking of something, he turned around and said with longing: "Will I be able to have a sword when I travel around the world in the future? It's better to be like Xiao Bai again, hanging a knife on my waist. I must have been much stronger at that time, not too much, not too heavy."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded: " As long as you don't be lazy, I can agree to give you a sword and a knife someday in the future if you go out alone in the world."

Pei Qian was a little shy and said in a low voice. I have actually thought about it. If I have my own sword in the future, I will hang it on the same side of my waist. I have even given a name to this hanging sword posture. Master, do you want to hear it?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said

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: "Tell me about it."

The matter of choosing a name, I, Chen Pingan, have always been really good at it.

For example, on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, such as conquering demons.

Pei Qian whispered: "It's called 'Swords and Swords' because they are hung on the waist. Master, what do you think?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Quite. Okay."

Pei Qian's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and he stretched out two fingers and stuck them together, "With the sword on my back like this, I am very happy. I'm happy."

Chen Ping'an lay on the window, turned around and smiled: "When the ferry docked, we still followed the old rules and walked around Qingluan Country. When we saw the bamboo forest on the roadside, I Pick some older bamboo and make two bamboo knives and swords for you. If you don't mind, you can hang them first." Pei Qian said in a loud voice: "Make them lighter and smaller. It's not heavy on the body."

Chen Ping'an agreed with a smile, looked at the sea of ​​clouds, and asked casually: "What about the hiking pole?"

Pei Qian did not mind. He hesitated and said: "It is the number one warrior under my command. It has accompanied me such a long way, but I don't want to throw it away casually. I allow it to be disarmed and return to the field to have grandchildren. I will ask Old Wei for advice later. I should give it a reward." What official title..."

A large bag of sour-teeth book bags was dropped.

But Chen Pingan nodded in approval and said softly: "That's right."

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Old Dragon City, over there at Chenchen Pharmacy , Zheng Dafeng actually had nothing to pack up as a gift. Apart from some changes of clothes, he only needed to bring his old cigarette stick with him.

It seems that this slovenly man, whether he was looking at the broken wooden fence in Lizhu Cave or coming here, has always been like this in his life, there is nothing he must pick up and nothing he cannot put down. of.

Tomorrow we will take the Fu family ferry back to Longquan County of the Great Li Dynasty. On the last day, Zheng Dafeng sat on a bench under the old locust tree.

The old man named Xun has already left, saying he is going to meet a friend at the Invincible Divine Fist Gang.

Yesterday Li Er returned to Old Dragon City. Fu Qi and his eldest son Fu Donghai came quickly. Fu Qi’s meaning was very clear. Fu Donghai was good at making decisions and caused this disaster. As long as Zheng Dafeng With just one word, Mr. Li Er can punch Fu Donghai and break Fu Donghai's Changsheng Bridge. From then on, the Fu family will raise Fu Donghai as a useless person.

Zheng Dafeng smiled and asked Fu Qi why he didn't just bring Fu Donghai, who had broken the Changsheng Bridge, to the medicine shop. Wouldn't it be more sincere?

Fu Qi was speechless.

Fu Donghai is quite tough. Instead of begging for mercy, he actually made some provocative words, as if Li Er didn't punch Fu Donghai and he felt uncomfortable all over.

Zheng Dafeng looked tired at the time and was sitting in the yard smoking a dry cigarette.

The old man has obviously made a deal with the Dali Dynasty and the Fu family and the Fan family.

That Fan Junmao can become the second mountain god of the Great Li Dynasty after Wei Bo, the righteous god of the North Mountains, when the horses of the Song family's cavalry step on the shore of the South China Sea of ​​Old Dragon City.

The price the old man paid was nothing more than Zheng Dafeng’s Nine Realms cultivation.

Zheng Dafeng knew that the matter was over.

Zheng Dafeng thought for a while and said that’s it, the days are long and the water is flowing.

Fu Qi breathed a sigh of relief and was about to take Fu Donghai back home, but Li Er punched Fu Donghai in the heart.

The Changsheng Bridge was not only broken, but also shattered to the point where it was difficult for gods to save it.

Li Er did not look at Fu Donghai, but stared at Fu Qi calmly, "I think as a father, you should stand up for your son."

Fu Qi helped him up when he fell to the ground. Fu Donghai, the eldest son who couldn't afford it, had no trace of anger on his face and said with a smile: "Finally, Mr. Li Er got out of his bad breath. This trip was well worth it. As Mr. Zheng said, the days are long and the water is long."

Li Erxiao asked: "Why don't you show me the way to the Fu Family Ancestral Master Hall?"

You are not bad at nourishing qi. Fu Qi's face instantly turned pale.

Zheng Dafeng said: "Li Er, it's okay."

After Fu Qi took Fu Donghai away, Li Er quickly left Old Dragon City.

Today, under the locust tree, Zheng Dafeng was basking in the warm sun of early spring alone, wearing a comfortable cotton-padded jacket that Pei Qian and the others bought for him.

The girl I haven’t seen for a long time must have eaten well during the New Year. Her cheeks and figure seem to be more "voluptuous". She is not like she used to, just wandering around in front of Zheng Dafeng. He bravely approached Zheng Dafeng for the first time and asked shyly: "Shopkeeper Zheng, is the shop hiring?"

Zheng Dafeng smiled and shook his head, "No, I will go back to my hometown tomorrow. It's hard for you old people to make ends meet in Longcheng."

Although this girl is ridiculously fat, she has a soft and soft voice that is particularly pleasant. Her face is full of disappointment, "Are you coming back? "

Zheng Dafeng shook his head, "I won't go back."

She said in surprise: "I don't think it's your ancestor.What about the old house we bought? What about the shop? "

Zheng Dafeng couldn't help laughing and said: "It's empty. It’s a dusty drug store, so it’s normal to eat ashes.

She blushed slightly, "Otherwise, give me the key and I will clean it for you. The house is not popular and will break down quickly. What a pity." ”

Zheng Dafeng waved his hands and said: “No, no, no, really no, thank you, girl.” ”

Zheng Dafeng glanced at the sky, it was bright and sunny, but said it was getting late and he had to go back to pack his luggage. The girl bit her lip and looked at the rickety man running away carrying the bench. , suddenly asked: "Shopkeeper Zheng, don't you even ask me what my last name is? "

Zheng Dafeng didn't have the nerve to pretend to be deaf, so he had to stop and turn his head, "May I ask the girl's last name? "

The girl smiled and said, "I love ginger, so my surname is Jiang! ”

Zheng Dafeng was stunned.

How should I answer this?

Just looking at the previous times when he walked around but could not speak, he knew that this person The girl has a gentle temperament that understands etiquette and does not get entangled, and today is no exception. She turned sideways and gave a blessing, "I hope Shopkeeper Zheng has a good journey. "

Zheng Dafeng smiled and waved goodbye to her.

She is a good girl.

In the night, outside the old dragon city in the north

A small, brand-new tomb, with several bright red hanging papers pressed with small stones.

The rickety man squatted in front of the tomb and burned it. A book, and then ten small oil lamps were placed in front of the grave. The lamps inside were painted black and exuded a sinister atmosphere, but there were no wicks.

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It is weird and horrifying, it is actually a wisp of smoke in the shape of a human, with a ferocious and twisted face, as if it is suffering from the pain of burning the soul and melting the muscles into lamp oil.

The wicks of the ten lamps are the three souls and seven souls of a certain person.

The soul is still there, but the evil spirit has been used by this evil spirit. They were detained one by one.

The man was indifferent to this. He just squatted there and whispered to the grave: "I am afraid that you will feel creepy and afraid, so I will wait until the lights go out before leaving." ”

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In the night, over at the Sun family’s ancestral home, Sun Jiashu was alone, walking along the river bank.

Even if the Sun family ancestor Even though he is already a Nascent Soul Earth Immortal, he is still sighing and regretting these days.

On the contrary, Sun Jiashu comforted his ancestors, saying that if I get this kind of blessing, if I lose my life, I will just treat it as the Sun family. It is true that there is no such thing as good fortune.

A young man with a beautiful face appeared next to Sun Jiashu, making no sound, even the ancestor of the Sun family and the three golden elixirs were not aware of it. To the slightest ripple of energy.

When Sun Jiashu saw the expert who had helped him untie his knot, he immediately bowed and said, "Meet Mr. Fan."

Not only did Sun Jiashu almost become an enemy of Chen Pingan when he set up Chen Pingan, , and almost lost a close friend like Liu Baqiao.

How old is this person in front of me? A thousand-year-old foreign master found the lost Sun Jiashu, spoke some words, and gave some guidance, so that Sun Jiashu's thatched cottage suddenly opened.

"Walking on the road, you have achieved quite a lot, but you just tripped on a stone, fell hard, and suffered a lot. Does this mean that you are on the wrong path?"

"The path taken by Chen Ping'an is very good, which can explain the path taken by Sun Jiashu, isn't it good? It's either/or, so naive, what else are you planning and doing business?"

"No matter how good someone else's road is, it is still someone else's road. You might as well immerse yourself in work, but ask about the hard work rather than the harvest. It is enough to occasionally raise your head and look left and right at the people and scenery on other roads."

Good advice is worth a thousand dollars.

The "master" who looked younger than Sun Jiashu only said that his surname was Fan, but he had almost no relationship with the Fan family in Old Dragon City.

Sun Jiashu relied on his intuition and was convinced of this.

The man smiled and said: "There are actually only three families in Old Dragon City. Fuqi, or Wang Zhu's Fu family, Fan Junmao, can also be said to be the Fan family of the old god. For the last family, your Sun family accounts for half, and the rest of Ding Fanghou together account for roughly half. We have a long way to go north this time, so we will continue to work hard."

Sun Jiashu nodded and said, "My Sun family will definitely not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Opportunity."

The man smiled and said, "Once in a lifetime?"

Sun Jiashu was a little dazed. In addition to chewing on the meaning of this sentence, he also thought about what he had secretly done that day. Chen Ping'an saw him off.

The young man wearing a white robe and carrying a long sword seemed to see himself from behind the crowd after the ferry took off.

Not only did he not turn a blind eye, he actually clasped his fists to say goodbye. Finally, he raised his arms high and extended his thumb.

Sun Jiashu smiled slightly.

It was true then, and it is true now.

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In the palace of a newly rising dynasty.

There was a pair of masters and apprentices walking between two tall walls. The handsome young man in white stretched out his finger and wiped it on the wall.

The woman next to him is tall, but she does not look uncoordinated or bulky at all.

While walking, she had no breath.

There is no spiritual aura of harmony between heaven and man like a qigong practitioner, no master aura of a pure martial artist, or even the breathing of ordinary people.

The tall woman who has always hung her sword on her waist but has no scabbard, just found a seemingly ordinary green bamboo scabbard for her sword that was sharpened in the Thunder Pond of Upside Down Mountain a few days ago.

It was a guard beside herHardly found from Aquarius Island.

The young man, who looked like a god from a distance or up close, smiled and asked: "Master, did you buy it or rob it?"

The woman said calmly: "I heard that "I bought it."

The young man sighed and said, "That's a forced purchase."

The woman smiled and said, "If you think this is wrong, you can fight him." One fight."

The young man said helplessly: "I, Cao Ci, am now a fifth-level martial artist. How can I fight with him?"

The woman stopped and said, "I am missing the most important thing. The word "strong."

Cao Ci thought for a while, wiped the ground with his toes, drew two short lines on the left and right ends, raised his toes, and pointed to the line on the left, "Just say. The five realms, the most talented martial artist in the world, are here."

He moved his toes to the right, "I, Cao Ci, are here."

Then he was in front of them. In the middle, he clicked, "Apart from me, the most outstanding fifth-level genius in the Middle-earth Divine Continent is probably here."

The tall woman did not feel that her disciple was young and arrogant, and the little Looking down at fellow martial artists, she actually felt that Cao Ci was too polite.

Cao Ci suddenly squatted down, stretched out a finger, tapped the middle line, and moved slightly towards his own line, "I think that guy, after I broke through, he The fifth realm can be reached here."

The woman looked down at the position drawn by Cao Ci with her finger, nodded and said, "It should be about the same."

It's here. When the master and disciple stood and squatted, chatting about martial arts.

In the distance, the first eunuch of this great dynasty, a eunuch who is expected to become a fairy, is leading a group of bright red pythons to the Diao Temple. He sees two Everyone behind them stopped and stood with their hands solemnly solemn, and no one dared to take a breath.

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The ferry arrived at the ferry at the border of Qingluan Kingdom. Chen Pingan and his party walked on the bustling street of the ferry. For some reason, whether they were Qi practitioners or pure martial artists, They would take the initiative to give way and go around. The higher the realm and the better the vision, the monks in the fifth realm, as well as the martial arts masters in the third realm of Qi refining with richer experience, the more clearly they feel the invisible pressure.

A stunningly beautiful woman with a sword on her back, a tall man with a narrow knife hanging from his waist, an old man with a rickety smile, and a short, dull man in fine clothes.

Not simple.

But for some reason, a golden elixir monk who concealed his aura among the crowd felt that the combined momentum of the four of them was not as powerful as that of the one who was clearly injured and carrying a handful. Young man with sword.

The stars surround the moon.

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