Chapter 468: Yu Jian goes to the Patriarch Hall

(Hey, it’s not unexpected.)

The young swordsman in green shirt carrying a sword, this time he traveled to Caiyi Country, he still walked through the familiar low mountains. Compared with that time with Zhang Traveling together on the mountain peaks, it is like a ghostly land cut off from all life. Now there is no sinister atmosphere. Not to mention it is a beautiful place full of spiritual energy. After all, the green mountains and green waters are far better than in the past. Walking along based on my memory, I finally came to a familiar ancient house in the night. There were still two stone lions standing at the gate, and there were slight changes. Now there are Spring couplets hanging and painted door gods.

After knocking on the door, wait patiently.

An elderly woman bent over, holding a lantern, and opened the door with some difficulty. She saw the young man who took off his bamboo hat and had a bright smile. He was quite tall, but a little thin. , also carrying a sword on his back, looking like a foreign knight who had traveled far away.

The old woman’s face was pale, and it was really scary at night.

She tried not to scare the visitors. After all, now that the house had weathered the storm, it was a blessing in disguise, so there was no need to deliberately scare away the ordinary masters lest they be implicated.

The old woman asked softly: "This young master, do you want to stay for the night?"

The young man smiled and said: "Not only do you want to stay for the night, but you also want to drink, with a big bowl of winter bamboo shoots. Stir-fried meat as a side dish."

The old woman was stunned, and then her eyes filled with tears, and she asked in a trembling voice: "But Mr. Chen?"

The person who came here was alone. Chen Ping'an went south.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "How is your health now, grandma?"

The old woman quickly grabbed Chen Pingan's hand, as if she was afraid that this great benefactor would leave after meeting. The hand holding the lantern was gently raised, wiping the tears with the back of the dry hand, and said with excitement: "Why did it take so long to come? It's been so many years. I have such a strong body, Mr. Chen will really not be able to hold on if he doesn't come. How can I cook for my benefactor? The wine and wine are all left to Mr. Chen. He has not been here for so many years and has left them year after year. He can drink whatever he wants..."

Chen Ping'an will take care of that. The bamboo hat was tucked under his arm, and he gently held the old woman's hand with both hands. He said guiltily: "Old grandma, I'm late."

The old woman quickly turned around and shouted: "Master, Madam, Chen The young master is here, he is really here.”

The man who was willing to become a ghost in order to save his wife’s life, Yang Huang, was wearing a Confucian shirt and a woman with a glorious look. Hurry to the door.

When the couple saw Chen Pingan, they would kneel down and kowtow.

No words can be said to repay the great kindness of that year.

Chen Pingan wanted to stop the two of them, but the old grandma tightly held her arm tightly. It was obvious that Chen Pingan was determined to receive this gift.

Chen Pingan had no choice but to give up.

Yang Huang and his wife Yingying stood up.

The old grandma let go of her hand.

Yang Huang and his wife looked at each other and smiled.

The once young man, as if in the blink of an eye, is now a young master, just looking atA little thin and haggard, but more like a veritable swordsman, which is great.

The group of people walked into the house. Chen Pingan naturally helped the old woman close the door. Yang Huang and his wife even smiled knowingly. The old woman who had taken away her duties complained a little, saying that it didn’t cost a few taels. There is no need to use Mr. Chen's strength to do rough work.

The old woman said she was going to the kitchen to light a fire and make a midnight snack. Chen Pingan said it was too late and would wait until tomorrow. But the old woman refused. The woman said that she would also cook a few side dishes with her own hands. She regarded it as a poor reception and could barely help Mr. Chen wash his hands.

Yang Huang took Chen Pingan to a familiar hall and sat there. Along the way, he talked about what happened after Chen Pingan left.

All good things.

Yang Huang, who almost fell into the devil's path back then, is now able to return to the path of spiritual practice. Although it is said that after the path was delayed, he was destined to lose his bright future, but now compared to the previous people who were neither human nor ghosts, Ghosts are really different between heaven and earth. It should be noted that Yang Huang was originally regarded as the future Golden Elixir Earth Immortal in the Shengao Sect and was specially cultivated by the sect. Later, after an unexpected incident, he voluntarily gave up the Dao for a love affair. Yang Huang knew the gains and losses here. , that is, never regret.

As for the wife who was originally "detained" in the embroidery building, she was able to regain her appearance. On the way to practice, she was even luckier than her husband Yang Huang, and she also broke through a realm, so she is now able to transform her body into a new one. The real body stays in the embroidered building in the backyard and travels at night as a Yin Shen. She can travel in spring and fall without any hindrance. She is no different from a secular woman. She no longer has to suffer the torment of being blown by the strong winds of heaven and earth and the excitement of her soul day and night.

Yang Huang asked some things about the young Taoist priest Zhang Shanfeng and the bearded swordsman Xu Yuanxia, ​​and Chen Pingan told them one by one.

Chen Pingan also asked about the current situation of the prefect of Rouge County and the official son Liu Gaohua. Yang Huang told everything he knew, saying that prefect Liu had been promoted to Caiyi Kingdom a few years ago. Qingzhou served as the governor and became a feudal official, which can be said to be a glorious lintel. And his daughter is now a direct disciple of Shen Gaozong. The promotion of Governor Liu to the governor may not have nothing to do with this.

As for Liu Gaohua, he has taken the initiative to come to the house twice in the past few years. Compared with the previous dissipation, he likes to use excuses to indulge in landscapes and is unwilling to obtain fame. Now he has lost his temper. It was just a meeting earlier. He didn't do well in the examination, and he was still a scholar, so he came to the house for the second time, drank a lot of wine, and complained a lot, saying that his father had said that if he failed to pass the imperial examination, he could just marry a wife and go home.

Chen Pingan also asked about the Taoist monk Mr. Fisherman. Yang Huang said that it was a coincidence that this old gentleman had just returned from a trip to the capital and was in Rouge County. He heard that he collected A female disciple named Zhao Luan has excellent qualifications, but luck and misfortune depend on her. The old man is also a little troubled. It is said that there is an immortal master leader on the mountain in the Caiyi Kingdom who has taken a liking to Zhao Luan and hopes that the old man can give up on her. His disciple promised great gifts and was willing to invite Mr. Fisherman to serve as a worshiper at the mountain gate, but the old gentleman did not agree.

Chen Pingan quietly heard this and asked: "What is the reputation of this immortal master, and what state is he in?"

Although Yang Huang has been a ghost for so many years, which has damaged his soul and spiritual foundation, he is after all a disciple of Shen Gao Sect. The proud man who came out, and now he has no burden at all, so when it comes to the leader of the Immortal Master of the Caiyi Kingdom, he still has no worries. He smiled and said: "Probably because I have been among the ranks in the past few years. Being in the Dragon Gate Realm, they were a little complacent. Everyone in the mountain gate became impetuous and recruited new disciples without hesitation. The good and bad students were mixed. The sect that was originally a good reputation was no longer what it was back then."

Chen Ping'an nodded, " I understand. I'll ask more."

Yang Huang said with a smile: "These are just hearsays."

The wine and food were served.

The wine is home-brewed with a lot of thought, and the dishes are also delicious and delicious.

The woman and the old woman were both seated. This house was not so old-fashioned.

Perhaps because she wanted Chen Pingan to drink more, the old lady always brought Caiyi Chinese-style wine glasses to the master and his wife, but she only brought Chen Pingan a large wine bowl.

Yang Huang stood up again respectfully and toasted Chen Ping'an. His wife Yingying and the old grandma stood up together.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to hold the wine bowl, stand up, and said helplessly: "If this continues, I really won't dare to be a guest next time."

After Yang Huang drank it all, he joked He said: "We'll talk about it when our benefactor comes next time."

Chen Ping'an drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp. The old woman was anxious, fearing that he would drink too fast and easily hurt his body, so she quickly persuaded him: "Drink slowly. "Please, drink slowly, the wine won't escape from the bowl."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Grandma, I'm not a bad drinker at the moment. I'm happy today. Drink more. It's a big deal." When you're drunk, you'll fall asleep."

While pouring wine into Chen Pingan's bowl, the old woman continued to mutter: "No matter how much you drink, you still have to drink slowly. The slower you drink, the more you can drink. "

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Okay, I'll drink slowly and listen to my grandmother."

Chen Pingan briefly talked about his journey and left. Caiyi Kingdom went to Shushui Kingdom, then took the Xianjia Ferry and went along the dragon road to Laolong City, then took the intercontinental ferry and went to Daoxuan Mountain. Instead of returning directly to Aquarius Continent, I went to Tongyezhou first, then returned to Old Dragon City, and then to Qingluan Country before returning to my hometown. Among them, Chen Ping'an hesitated and did not mention the Great Wall of Sword Qi and Shujian Lake. During this period, some interesting anecdotes were selected and told to them. Yang Huang and the woman listened with gusto. Especially Yang Huang, who was born in Zongzitou Mountain, knew how difficult it was to travel across continents. As for the old woman, she probably didn't care about Chen Ping'an. She likes to hear everything from the wide world to trivial things in the streets and alleys.

This night Chen Pingan drank more than two kilograms of wine, which is not a little.

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Drink, this time He still slept in the house where he stayed last time.

The next day, Chen Pingan mostly accompaniedWatch the old grandma bask in the sun and chat. Chen Ping'an, who was supposed to leave on the third day, tried his best to persuade his old grandma to stay and stayed for one more day.

At dawn, the autumn rain continued.

Chen Pingan put on his bamboo hat again and said goodbye to the three of them at the door of the ancient house.

But the old nanny said that Qiu Yu looked small, but it was actually hurting his body. Chen Pingan had to put on a green coir raincoat, so Chen Pingan had no choice but to put it on. As for the sword that revealed his identity as the "Sword Immortal" back then. The sword gourd was naturally filled with homemade water for the old woman.

Before leaving, the old grandma stood under the eaves again, holding Chen Pingan's hand, "Don't think that the old grandma talks too much, you won't be willing to come here in the future."

Chen Pingan said softly: "How could it be? I like wine and am greedy. Grandma, you don't know how many times I have thought about the food and wine here over the years."

Grandma lowered her head and wiped her tears. , "That's good, that's good."

Chen Ping'an held his hat, said goodbye softly, and left slowly.

After walking a certain distance, the young swordsman suddenly turned around, walked backwards, and waved goodbye to the old woman and the couple.

The old nanny shouted: "Mr. Chen, don't forget to bring Miss Ning with you next time!"

Chen Pingan blushed slightly, He said loudly: "Okay!"

In the rain curtain, the back of the young man wearing a bamboo hat and a green coir raincoat gradually faded away.

The old woman was very sentimental. Yang Huang was worried that she could not bear the cold autumn rain, so he asked the old woman to go back first. The old woman waited until the young man was completely out of sight before returning to the house.

The woman Yingying had a soft voice and called out softly: "Husband?"

Then she felt a little ashamed and did not continue, but apologized: "Husband, please don't It's strange that Yingying is a philistine."

The thought in her mind disappeared immediately, and she murmured: "How can Mr. Chen be distracted by such trivial matters? My husband has done a good job and we really shouldn't mention it at all. It's so heartless."

Yang Huang held one of her hands and said with a smile, "You are doing it for me too."

The woman suddenly felt better and smiled. Said: "Husband, good people will be rewarded, right?"

Yang Huang said: "I'm not sure about other good people, but I hope Chen Pingan will be like this."

The woman Yingying smiled sweetly, "Suddenly I felt that Mr. Chen was just coming home to have a drink, and he was very happy."

Yang Huang hummed and said with emotion: "The autumn season is like a spring breeze. ."

In the rain.

Chen Pingan took a short detour and came to the outside of a mountain temple that was newly included in the landscape genealogy of the Caiyi Kingdom, and strode into it.

It was early in the morning during the autumn harvest season, and there were no pilgrims in the mountain temple built on the ruins of a prostitute temple.

Chen Pingan took off his bamboo hat, shook off the raindrops, and crossed the threshold.

No longer deliberately conceal the intention and energy of the fist.

Local mountainThe god immediately appeared in a golden body. He was a burly armored general. He walked out from among the painted statues. He was anxious, cupped his fists and saluted, "The little god pays homage to the immortal master."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I'm sorry to bother you. I just want to ask if there are any monks on the nearby Xianjia Mountain who covet the aura of that house."

It's neither the official saying of Caiyi Country nor the treasure. Pingzhou Yayan, but Dali Mandarin.

Now being familiar with the Great Li Mandarin is a must for all the mountain and water gods in central Aquarius Continent. The mountain god smiled awkwardly and was about to think of some appropriate words. He never thought that the frightening young swordsman had already Putting on the bamboo hat again, "Then Master Laoshan God will take care of you."

The mountain god only felt that the ghost door was turning around, and immediately said in a deep voice: "I don't dare to say anything about taking care of you, Immortal Master Just don't worry, Xiao Shen and Yang Huang are neighbors. Far relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Xiao Shen knew this well. Before leaving, Chen Pingan clasped his fists and reminded him with a smile: "Just pretend I haven't been here."

This new mountain god, who was officially entrusted by the Caiyi Kingdom’s imperial court and was in charge of this geomantic treasure land, nodded quickly, understanding in his heart.

If you are not smart enough, you will not be able to compete for this piece of cake just by relying on your merits during life and your moral character after death. Gods rule over a land, which is actually the same as climbing up the officialdom.

Chen Pingan left the mountain temple.

The mountain god wandered slowly in the hall, and finally made up his mind that he would not mess with that house in the future. No matter how much spiritual energy he had, he could not get a share of it.

Chen Ping'an went to Yanzhi County of Caiyi Kingdom and handed over the customs certificate at the city gate. It was a brand-new household registration certificate obtained by Wei Bo. Of course, he was from Longquan County of Dali.

After asking all the way, I finally found out the location of Mr. Fisherman’s house.

It is a quiet alley with the only sound of rain.

Chen Pingan knocked on the door.

A tall, lanky young man with a dull expression soon walked out. After meeting Chen Pingan, the young man hesitated, as if he was not sure of Chen Pingan's identity.

Chen Pingan smiled and greeted: "Under the Zhao tree."

The young man said in surprise: "Mr. Chen!"

Chen Pingan nodded and looked at it He is a tall and thin young man who does not have much punching power, but is pure. He should be a third-level martial artist for the time being, but there is still a long way to go before breaking through. Although he is not a martial arts genius like Cen Yuanji who can be seen through at a glance, Chen Ping'an prefers Zhao Shuxia's "meaning". It seems that over the years, Zhao Shuxia has "stolenly learned" the six steps. Walking piles requires lots of practice.

The young man was none other than Zhao Shuxia who was holding a hatchet to protect a little girl.

Zhao Shuxia closed the door and led Chen Ping'an into the backyard of the house. Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Have you finished hitting the boxing pile that I taught you a hundred thousand times?"

Chen Ping'an asked: "Have you ever fought with the enemy? Or advice from an expert. "

Zhao Shuxia shook his head and said: "No. ”

Chen Ping’an was relieved. If Zhao Shuxia had experienced many life-and-death battles and had become skilled in boxing skills and polished them without edges, his punches would become faster and faster. After so many years, no matter what, There shouldn't be only 160,000 punches, but if he doesn't, he can only punch slowly, dripping water through the stone, and it will be difficult for the punch pile to move fast. But Chen Pingan is not worried about this kind of slowness, as the punch is in his body. Like the bowl of wine handed over by the old grandma, as long as it is held levelly, the wine will not escape. Every bit of it will be on the body, but if the mind is slack, the fist will be frivolous and the wine will splash everywhere. Without realizing it, it would be very difficult to get through the big pass of the third realm in the future. Wu Fu broke through the bottleneck of the third realm and advanced from the third realm of body refining to the third realm of qi refining. It was extremely difficult. Chen Pingan suffered a lot, and Zhu Lu had to go through it on his own. However, he had to rely on the ointment from the Yang Family Pharmacy to get through the situation. However, Old Man Yang's new female disciple had to get through it all on her own. Then, she was also a female martial artist, but she had a completely different future in martial arts.

Zhao Shuxia took Chen Ping'an to the secluded backyard, where an old man in a scholar's shirt and a girl with beautiful features stood side by side under the eaves.

Zhao Shuxia said with a smile: "Mr. Chen. Coming! "

Chen Ping'an took off his bamboo hat, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "I've seen Mr. Fisherman before. "

Then he looked at Zhao Luan, who was just young enough to be considered a young girl, "Luan Luan, long time no see." ”

The white-haired old Confucian scholar did not dare to recognize Chen Pingan for a while.

The changes are too great.

Although there are indeed many differences. Years old, but it is still difficult for the old Confucian scholar to overlap the image of the slender, elegant young man in front of him with the image of the boy with the bamboo box.

It is the "luanluan" with a full face. With tears in her eyes, she called out to Mr. Chen with a trembling voice.

She could not express her gratitude and miss her enough.

Her brother Zhao Shuxia always likes to make a joke. She, as she gets older, she hides her thoughts more and more, so as to avoid her brother's teasing becoming more and more excessive.

Zhao Shuxia has a dull temperament, and Luan is no different from his biological sister. Luan was the only one who was unabashed.

The four of them sat down together and met again in the ancient house, drinking tea here.

With traces of spiritual energy, this is also for Zhao Luan's practice. The better the talent of a cultivator, the smoother his walking, the more money he consumes in food, clothing, housing and transportation

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Yinshan.

The fisherman who worked together to kill demons in Rouge County was named Wu and Shuowen. He was an old Confucian monk who Chen Pingan had nothing but respect for. Otherwise, I wouldn’t dare to entrust Zhao Shuxia and Luan Luan.Pay the old man.

It can be seen that the old Confucian scholar truly lived up to his trust in treating Luan Luan and Zhao Shuxia.

Furthermore, Chen Ping'an has also been feeling a little regretful over the years. As his experience in the world has become more and more profound, he has become more and more aware of the sinister nature of people's hearts. Confucian scholars brought a lot of trouble.

Just set foot in the mountains to practice.

It’s just like you can’t help yourself.

If you are not in the arena, there will be fewer disputes and competitions that are likely to involve life and death matters. If you are not in the mountains, it will be unfortunate, because you will not be able to appreciate the bizarre and wonderful pictures on the road to enlightenment and immortality. , It is impossible to live a long and happy life, but it is not a kind of stable luck.

And the better Zhao Luan’s talent, the greater the burden on the shoulders and heart of the old Confucian scholar. How can we not delay Zhao Luan’s practice? How can we find Zhao Luan an immortal magic technique that matches his qualifications? How can we ensure that Zhao Luan can practice Taoism with peace of mind and not have to worry about spending the immortal money?

Before, Chen Ping'an couldn't think of this at all.

Only by traveling thousands of miles and seeing hundreds of people and thousands of things can we truly know how difficult it is to be a "good person" and be more empathetic to the countless sufferings in the world.

So before entering the Caiyi Kingdom, Chen Pingan went to the Ancient Yu Kingdom and found the Yumu Jingmei, the National Master of the Ancient Yu Kingdom, who had already had a deadly feud. .

Because I was worried that this high-ranking spirit would also find trouble in that ancient house. The assassin's sneak attack in Shushui Country left a deep memory in Chen Ping'an's memory.

When we arrived at the important place in the capital, which was his territory, it was very simple. Chen Pingan came to the door, met him, and knocked him down with three punches.

The opponent was severely injured and at least thirty years of hard work were wasted.

Ask him again if he wants to continue to pester him and have the courage to send assassins to chase him.

The Guyu State Master, who looked like a scholar, had his face covered in blood and fell to the ground, saying he did not dare.

After all, there were two flying swords, one hovering between his eyebrows, and the other flying sword pointed directly at his heart.

Chen Pingan then left.

And Chen Pingan was sitting there deliberately at a tea stall outside the gate of the capital of the ancient Yu Kingdom, waiting for the imperial master's back-up plan.

But no.

Chen Pingan then went to Caiyi Country.

Chen Pingan took a sip of hot tea and said straight to the point: "Mr. Wu, I heard that the state-owned monk Caiyi wants to take Luan Luan as his disciple?"

Wu Shuowen nodded, worried. Said: "If the great immortal master really wants to teach Luan Luan the immortal method, no matter how reluctant I am to give up, I will not ruin Luan Luan's opportunity. It's just that the reason why the great immortal master insists on Luan Luan going up the mountain to practice Taoism is partly because he values ​​Luan Luan. Luan Luan's qualifications are half... Well, he is the legitimate son of the Great Immortal Master, a libertine with extremely bad conduct. He met Luan Luan at a banquet in the capital of Caiyi Kingdom. Forget it, let's not mention such a scandalous thing. Whatever. It really doesn’t work.I took Luan Luan and Shu Xia together to leave the central part of Aquarius Continent. There are dozens of countries in Caiyi Country, so I won’t wait any longer. "

Chen Ping'an asked: "What are the names of the Immortal Mountain and the father and son? How far is it from Rouge County? What's the general direction? ”

Although Wu Shuowen was puzzled, he still explained clearly one by one. Among them, the Hazy Mountain is more than 1,200 miles away from Rouge County. Of course, it is a mountain and water journey on foot.

After Chen Pingan drank a bowl of tea, he stood up and said with a smile: "Then I will go to the Misty Mountain Patriarch Hall first and talk about it when I come back. It won't take long. "

Wu Shuowen stood up and shook his head and said: "Mr. Chen, don't be impulsive. This matter needs to be discussed in the long term. The mountain protection formation in Mengyu Mountain is good at attacking, and there is a Dragon Gate Realm god sitting in charge..."

Chen Pingan looked calm and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm here to reason. If it doesn't make sense... let's talk about it differently. ”

There are some words that Chen Pingan has not said.

A person cannot always hold back the truths that can be said at the moment and say them again. For example, Mengyu Mountain. Those that cannot be said for the time being. , For example, in Zhengyang Mountain, the Xu family in Qingfeng City will one day be like pulling a jar of old wine out of the ground.

As for how to reason, he also knows how to reason. There is also a sword.

I went to the Xianjia Patriarch Hall, but I didn’t need to talk about it.

I had seen Cui Cheng’s so-called ten-level martial arts style at Luolu Shanzhu Tower. , I also heard a saying from the old man, just one sentence.

Drinking wine with reasonable people and throwing fast punches at unreasonable people. This is what you, Chen Pingan, should be like. Practicing boxing is not just for you. It's for fighting on the bed, for competing with the world, for teaching me to kowtow to you when I encounter a fist in the mountains.

Chen Ping'an deeply agrees with the first half of the sentence, and the second half! I think it’s debatable.

It’s just that I didn’t dare to say that in Zhulou at that time. I was afraid of being beaten. At that time, the old man was at the peak of the ten realms. I was afraid that if the old man couldn’t hold back his punch, he would be beaten. Dead.

Wu Shuowen obviously still feels something is wrong, even though the young man in front of him... Chen Ping'an, who is already a young man, behaved extremely calmly and brilliantly during the defense of Rouge County, but after all, the other party He is an old immortal in the Dragon Gate Realm and the head of a sect. Now he has attached himself to the Great Li Cavalry. It is said that the next national master is the one in the bag. He is in the limelight for a while. How can Chen Pingan be able to do it alone? Fighting alone to break through the mountain gate?

In the world of martial arts, people are afraid of young people, but this is not the case on the road of cultivation. Who can become a great monk in the Dragon Gate Realm without a backer? ?

Zhao Shuxia is not too worried, probably because he thinks that Mr. Chen, who taught him boxing, is not too capable.

And Zhao Luan is even more anxious than his master Wu Shuowen. , regardless of status or etiquette, quickly came to Chen Ping'an, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and said with red eyes: "Mr. Chen, don't go! ”

Chen Pingan looked at the old Confucian scholar, and then looked atHe looked at Zhao Luan and smiled helplessly: "I'm not going to die. I'll run away if I can't beat him."

Zhao Luan burst into tears all of a sudden, "Mr. Chen just said he was going to reason." "

Chen Pingan was speechless and winked at Zhao Shuxia, asking him to help comfort Zhao Luan. He never thought that this stupid boy was also ignorant, so he just smiled. , just standing without moving.

Chen Ping'an sighed, "Then sit down and drink tea again."

Zhao Luan's tearful eyes were more hazy than the hazy mountain filled with water and mist all year round, "Seriously? "

Chen Pingan nodded, and then she let go of Chen Pingan's clothes, timidly walked back to her original position and sat down.

Wu Shuowen also sat down and persuaded: "Mr. Chen, don't worry, I will just take my two children to travel around the mountains and rivers."

Chen Pingan asked: "Then Mr. Wu What should I do with my family?"

Wu Shuowen said: "A monk in the Dragon Gate Realm must not be so shameless."

Chen Ping'an looked at Wu Shuowen.

Wu Shuowen lowered his head and drank tea.

The old Confucian scholar could only sigh in his heart. How could he not know that the so-called far journey was just so that Luan Luan and Shuxia would not have to feel guilty.

Chen Pingan gently put down the teacup in his hand.

A moment.

Chen Pingan was no longer in the room.

Wu Shuowen was stunned with his tea cup in hand.

Zhao Luan and Zhao Shuxia looked at each other even more.

I saw the man in green shirt already standing in the courtyard, the long sword on his back had been unsheathed, turned into a golden rainbow, and went to the sky. The man tiptoed, grabbed the long sword, and broke through the rain curtain. , Yu Jian went north.

After the old Confucian scholar came to his senses, he quickly took a sip of tea to calm down his shock. Since he was destined to be unable to stop him, he had no choice but to do so.

Zhao Luan’s eyes were infatuated and radiant. She quickly wiped away her tears. The pear blossoms were raining with rain. It was really touching. It's no wonder that the young mountain master of Misty Mountain fell in love with her at first sight at such a young age.

Zhao Shuxia scratched his head and said with a smile: "It's true, Mr. Chen, when you go to the ancestral hall, why do you rush out to buy wine?"

On a rainy day On the top of Xianjia Mountain, at noon, heavy rain poured down, making the world feel as heavy as late at night.

Therefore, the long golden line appearing from the end of the sky was extremely eye-catching, not to mention the sound of rumbling through the sky like thunder.

For the monks of Misty Mountain, whether blind or deaf, it should be clear that a sword immortal is visiting the mountain.

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