At dawn, the old man in black robe has put away the fishing rod. The silver carp is naturally fond of the moonlight and afraid of the sun. Only at night will it leave the bottom of the water and swim around in search of food. If it accidentally bites the hook during the day, even if After being dragged ashore, the psychic silver carp will also choose to die together, causing the spiritual energy of the two dragon whiskers to dissipate. Although it will not completely become a common object, it will inevitably lose its appearance.
However, the three of them were not discouraged. They fished for big fish in the lake, not to mention spiritual fish such as silver carp, but also for the big green and grassy fish that ordinary mountain fishermen longed for. They waited all night. To no avail is common. After the old man put away his pole, he began to replace the fishing lines and fish hooks, especially the fish hooks, which became extremely exquisite and delicate, only the size of a thumb. The young man also began to rearrange the nest materials, which cost more money, probably to catch the rarer golden fish. It's a fish.
The young man remembered something, turned his head to look at the big tree, and shouted: "Fellow Taoist, if you want to catch a fish, it depends purely on luck. There are no taboos. Do you want to go together?" Fishing in the middle of the lake? I have a bamboo raft, and we can fish together."
The woman's subordinates tried to stop her, but it was too late.
The young man took out a thick copper coin as big as a child's hand, rubbed it gently with his palms, and conjured a finger-length pocket bamboo raft out of thin air. The young man took a gentle breath, and then threw it away. Entering the lake, the bamboo raft suddenly became larger and the lake water rippled.
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, jumped off the branch, and walked towards the shore.
The woman used the art of gathering sound to form threads to remind the black-robed old man that the young man was also a martial artist, and his level was not lower than hers.
This man was sleeping in a tree last night, his breathing was long and long, like gurgling water, his fist intention was pure and concentrated, he was a true master in martial arts.
The sound sleep of a warrior can generally only be achieved after reaching the third realm of refining the gods, and he can reach the state of not sleeping but feeling like he is sleeping.
So this young ranger is probably the son of a wealthy man.
The old man in black robe told the woman with the ripples in his heart, "I am only worried about those earthly immortal cultivators with shady origins. If you are a young martial artist with high attainments, you don't have to worry too much. Our Sanlang Temple, the most important Don't be afraid of those footless hills. Don't worry, Fishing, I will keep an eye on him. The young master is wearing a robe and a pill at the same time. He can withstand two powerful blows from the Jindan sword cultivator and there will be no mistakes. "
Chen Pingan stepped onto the bamboo raft. The woman was skillful in holding the bamboo raft, and the bamboo raft rowed slowly towards the center of the lake. She sat on the bench that the young man handed over to her. Chen Pingan said thank you, and from among the objects nearby He took out his fishing rod and naturally had to borrow the special bait from the young master. The woman's eyes were slightly strange. It was unusual for a martial artist to carry a small thing with him. He was indeed a wealthy grandson. The old man didn't take it seriously, he looked calm, and together with his young master, he chatted with the young ranger who had taken off his bamboo hat. Both of them had a good understanding and did not mention their names and family backgrounds.
A warrior who wears a robe and walks around means that this person has not yet reached the third level of martial arts and god refining.
The young man, who was born into a noble family, obviously had not traveled much in the world. After throwing the pole with Chen Pingan, he said bluntly: "Sir, I feel that there are few bad people among us who really like fishing. , What do you think? Grandpa Liu and Sister Fan are always wary of you, I don’t think so.”
The old man in black robe was still leisurely, twisting some bait from the wooden basin and throwing it into the lake.
But the female attendant named Fan was a little embarrassed.
Chen Ping'an didn't know how to answer, so he had to think for a while and gave a compromise: "There may be bad guys, but there are definitely fewer. No matter how cautious you are when going down the mountain to experience, you can't be too cautious."
The young man shook his head and sighed, "I know you said this out of good intentions, but my great-grandfather, grandpa, and then my parents, every time I leave home, their words and tone are all different. That’s it, I’m really annoyed.”
Chen Ping’an stopped talking.
It's just a chance encounter. It's inappropriate to say anything about other people's family matters.
But isn’t this young man too private?
What a good family background you have to be so generous?
Chen Pingan's mind moved slightly, but he deliberately ignored it and still stared at the lake.
The old man in black robe turned his head to look into the distance and said with a smile: "Young Master, Du Wensi of the Pima Sect is coming soon. We stayed in Lanshe Town for too long. It was probably because the schedule did not match up. , Afraid that something might happen to us, this young Jin Dan couldn’t sit still.”
The young man was a little sad. He was most annoyed by these social interactions. It was okay to have congenial peers. If it was the relationship between his ancestors, he was really worried. He is not good at managing relationships. The female martial artist said softly: "Young Master, I heard that Du Wensi had a gentle temperament and was independent of the world. He left the Skeleton Beach to travel to the north. He passed by our house and fell in love with the old man. They became friends every year. I think he will be able to chat with you, young master. "
The young man nodded, made a face at the woman, and said with a smile: "Sister Fan, I still understand the etiquette of going out."
The woman's eyes were gentle and her mouth was gentle. cocked.
Chen Pingan glanced at it and then looked away.
Okay.
The silly boy next to him probably couldn't understand the silent words in his sister Fan's eyes for a while.
A Qi practitioner wearing snow-white linen clothes came carefree and braved the wind. There was a loud thunder in the distance, like rolling winter thunder.
After approaching the Bronze Lake, the Immortal of the Pi Ma Sect slowed down the speed of his sword. The speed was still not slow, but there was almost no movement, and it was almost silent.
He did not land directly on the bamboo raft, but chose to stand on the shore and wait quietly without speaking. He was probably afraid of disturbing the fish in the Qinglu Lake.
You can tell he has a good temper at first glance.
Chen Pingan was about to put away the fishing rod.
I never thought that the young man smiled and said: "If you still want to fish, just keep fishing. I will leave this bamboo raft to you. I may have to go to Qinglu Town first.Go back to the bronze lake to catch the silver carp. You still have a lot of space anyway. I can teach you a formula for folding and releasing the bamboo raft. It is very simple. You can take it to Qinglu Town later and hand it over to the monks of the Pima Sect. . "
Chen Ping'an shook his head, "No, I want to be on my way right away. This time we went fishing on a raft just to relax. ”
The young man is not willing to force others to accept his kindness.
Back to the shore together, the young man put away the bamboo raft and saluted the young golden elixir of the Pima Sect. He smiled brightly and said: "Yuan Xuan of Sanlang Temple has met Uncle Du. "
Du Wensi smiled and nodded, "I guessed that you would be fishing at the Bronze Green Lake, so I originally planned to come to you later, but Sect Leader Zhu urged me not to come. Is your great-grandfather in good health now? "
Yuan Xuan smiled and said: "You are tough. "
Du Wensi laughed.
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said goodbye.
When Chen Pingan and Du Wensi's eyes met, both sides nodded almost at the same time.< /p>
After Chen Pingan walked a few steps, Yuan Xuan caught up with him and said softly: "If you are going to Qinglu Town, it is best to take the official road and go around, but Ansheng. If you want to hurry up, you have to pass through the savage land where big demons are rampant. Each one breaks the earth and becomes the king. They are so courageous that they are collectively called the Six Saints. They form a group and join forces to fight against the several city lords in the middle of the Ghost Valley. Very soon It's fierce. The ghosts in the city and this group of monsters often go back and forth to fight, as if they are fighting on the battlefield. It is said that there is a big monster who collects military books and studies the art of war all day long, which is quite funny. "
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I will be more careful. I wish you success in fishing and a bountiful catch, including cockroaches and silver carps. "
Yuan Xuan nodded vigorously. He let it slip before, so he simply introduced himself: "My name is Yuan Xuan, and I am a disciple of Sanlang Temple. "
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said: "My name is Chen Pingan, from Aquarius Continent. "
Yuan Xuan chuckled and said, "Actually, from your accent, I know you are from another continent. "
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Old Jianghu. ”
Yuan Xuan was stunned, “True? "
Chen Ping'an said: "Kind words. ”
Yuan Xuan laughed heartily and was very happy.
Let’s just say that fishing friends all over the world are one family and there are no bad guys.
I have liked it since I was a child. Fishing was naturally brought out by my great-grandfather who was good at it. My great-grandfather said long ago that a wise man loves water and has a hobby of fishing, which is even more valuable, because people who are smart and alert are the most difficult to concentrate on, and fishing is the most difficult thing to do. The most important thing is to have a certain word.
The two sides said goodbye.
The master and servant of Sanlang Temple Yuan Xuan followed Du Wensi to Qinglu Town.
Chen Ping'an went to Tongguan Mountain.
Meet the mountain-moving monkeys and mountain-pushing dogs there, especially the former, to learn more about their copper skin and iron bones.
As for the Sanlang Temple where Yuan Xuan is located, when Chen Pingan was in Longquan County to check the customs and customs of Juluzhou, there were alreadyAs far as I know, Sanlang Temple is the largest weapons shop in Luzhou, Beiju. It has an excellent reputation and has friends all over the world. Of course, the monks of Sanlang Temple are most famous for their ability to fight.
No wonder.
The young Yuan Xuanhui is so simple and kind-hearted.
Somewhat similar to Fan Er of Old Dragon City.
It seems to be similar to Liu Youzhou in Aaizhou who has a Yuantun Mansion on the Xuanxuan Mountain.
A disciple of Sanlang Temple who can attract the attention of Zhu Quandu, the leader of Pima Sect, and be personally welcomed by Du Wensi. In his eyes, those mountain spirits in Guixi Valley are worthy of being "big monsters" and "ferocious" This kind of wording?
In the end, she was still kindly reminding him of Chen Pingan.
If everyone’s children from wealthy families were like this, the world would probably be much more peaceful.
It’s a pity that Huang He in Shujian Lake, the prince he met at Daquan Dynasty Border Inn in Tongyezhou, and the prince who failed to kill Chen Ping’an on a snowy night and was killed instead, there are many such powerful children.
Even if you encounter them, you can kill them all, but it seems that you can’t kill them cleanly. These people who have followed their own lines and reached high positions will only spring up one after another. , the spring breeze blows and grows again, it is always more than the green grass.
Are there too few people like Mr. Qi in the world, or do people like Cui Chen have to exist?
Chen Ping'an was walking on a deserted road in the mountains, picked off the sword gourd, and took a sip, only to find that it was water from the mountain stream, not wine.
Chen Pingan looked back at his back under the sun.
Chen Pingan tiptoed, skimming over the withered yellow thatch, heading straight for Tongguan Mountain.
One of the Six Saints of Ghost Valley, the Mountain-moving Great Sage, was born in the Tongguan Mountain. The Mountain-moving Ape had a body tempered to be extremely powerful, and he used a pair of meteor hammers.
On the side of Yuan Xuan who parted ways with Chen Pingan.
When the boy discovered that Du Wensi was a kind elder who didn't speak much, he started to talk more and told Du Wensi all the interesting things he had seen along the way.
During this period, Du Wensi turned his head intentionally or unintentionally and glanced at the back of the young ranger. This young Jindan, who was as famous as Yang Lin in the Pima Sect and the Mural City, looked thoughtfully at the sight of the skin-grey city. There were some situations there. It was said that Fan Yunluo was severely injured by a young swordsman over at Crow Ridge. Fan Yunluo almost died under the opponent's sword, but it was Pu Chun from Bailong City who intervened to prevent him from causing a bigger disturbance. I don’t know how Yuan Xuan met this person. That man doesn't look like an impatient monk. Why is he so sharp? It shouldn't take long after arriving at Ghost Valley, but Pu Chun was immediately alarmed? If Pu Chun insists on killing people, no one in Guixigu can stop him, not even the sect leader, not even the Jade Pu realm hero in Jingguan City.
Pu Chuan is a particularly ruthless swordsman who never shows mercy.
Du Wen thought about the disturbances in recent years and the undercurrents among the major cities, and he became a little worried.
Sometimes, a storm is coming.
Du Wensi is already considered the most ignored by the Pima Sect.He is a Qi practitioner who knows how to do secular things outside of monasticism, and everyone from the sect leader to his fellow sects also intentionally asked him not to get involved and just break the bottleneck with peace of mind. But now even he is aware of those who are ready to make a move. It is conceivable that the situation in Ghost Valley is serious. Know.
As for Fan Yunluo from Skinny City claiming to be her adopted brother, Du Wensi felt dumbfounded and somewhat admired her for being able to figure out such an idea and let her go.
The fundamental path of a practitioner is like a mountain. All the worldly things are just passing clouds and smoke. The grass and trees on the mountain are withered and flourishing, and the mountain streams are flowing. There is no need to retain them, so there is no need to worry about them.
Chen Pingan walked slowly.
My thoughts wander far away, and I can never calm down.
This world may not be as good as we think.
But it might not be as bad as we think.
But every "possibility" means accident and eventuality.
Everyone you meet on the road of life may be the dream person that others worry about.
Chen Pingan becomes more and more aware of the mentality of those who do evil.
But he never understood why such people could live well, even better than good people.
Unconsciously, Chen Ping'an's eyes were deep and faint.
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The gloom in Chen Pingan’s heart quickly dissipated. He actually just felt a little depressed. When he arrived at Tongguan Mountain, let alone the mountain ape, Not even a mountain dog could be touched.
It may be that Du Wensi’s previous trip to Yufeng made too much noise and frightened the spirits and ghosts here.
This made Chen Pingan feel helpless.
If it were normal, the violent orangutan would show up easily as long as it smelled a little bit of human scent.
Chen Pingan deliberately lingered, but most of the day passed. With the cultivation level of an ordinary fifth-level martial artist, he wandered around, but still no fish bit the hook.
Chen Pingan had no choice but to rest in a place with a wide view. He planned to stay here for the night. If there was no response after one night, he would give up and continue on his way.
I can’t believe that none of the six holy monsters can be touched after that.
After nightfall, Chen Ping'an lit a bonfire, sat there all night, and practiced setting up sword stoves.
Had no choice but to leave Tongguan Mountain.
On Tongguan Mountain, in a secret cave with an extremely foul smell, looking out through a palm-sized hidden window, a silver-backed mountain ape who did not choose to transform into a human form, although walking like a human It's no different, but the face, body shape, and the downy clothes are still very eye-catching.
It waved, and a short man with sinister eyebrows and stern eyes quickly came up behind him. The mountain-moving ape said hoarsely: "Hurry up and report to the great sage moving the mountain and those guests, saying that this guy is really here, confirm it." , it was the guy who caused Skinny City to suffer a big loss."
The short man was about to leave along an underground passage.
The mountain-moving ape reminded: "RememberYou have to be smart and choose a hidden route. You would rather take a long detour than hit the tip of that man's sword and seek death. It's nothing if your kid dies. If it delays my family's official business, I will stew your litter of rats, rats, and grandsons in a pot.
The man said flatteringly: "I will never miss an important event." ”
The man walked along the tunnel and walked out of a gap in the stone wall far away from the cave. He jumped forward and recovered his true form. He was a huge black rat as big as a dog, and then started running wildly.
Birds have their own paths, and rats have their own paths.
This rat spirit looks fat, but is actually very strong. It can run through mountains and ridges as fast as thunder, without daring to stop. , and flew all the way.
After leaving the boundary of Tongguan Mountain, the rat spirit suddenly disappeared into the ground. After about half a stick of incense, it emerged from the roots of a tree a mile away. After checking his head and making sure that no one was following him, he continued on his way.
But the rat spirit never thought that a stranger was following behind him. , covering his face with a boy's face.
The rat spirit was already careful enough, but the other party seemed to be more sophisticated.
At noon, he walked carefully through the two. At the border of the Great Demon's territory, the rat spirit finally reached the top of the mountain where the great sage was moving. After returning to his human form, he was sweating like rain and panting.
Although the six great sages were connected with each other. , to jointly defend against the enemy, but there are still quarrels between husbands and wives and brothers. It is not unusual for them to have some conflicts and frictions. It is just that these little minions with poor cultivation often become the slaves of a certain great sage for no reason. After all, eating them well can improve their cultivation. Especially those half-baked monsters that can't even maintain their human form for too long will lose their lives.
The mountain road is open, and the rat spirit has arrived. He was full of courage in his own territory. As soon as he rolled up his sleeves to climb the mountain, he found a familiar figure walking on the path in the other direction. He was hunched and staggering, like an old country farmer who could not walk unsteadily. The rat spirit was overjoyed. Peipianpidian ran and shouted loudly: "Little boy, pay homage to our ancestors! "
The old man had a thick hemp rope wrapped around his waist and wore straw sandals. He had an unattractive appearance and squinted his eyes. He seemed to have poor eyesight and poor ears. He tilted his head and asked in a loud voice: "You Who? What to say? "
The rat spirit reached out and took the old man's arm, "It's me. I'm from Tongguan Mountain. I'm still close to my ancestors." ”
The old man said oh, but did not refuse the rat spirit’s attentive support. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, sniffed, his eyes widened, and he was radiant. There was no trace of decay anywhere. Old-fashioned, he looked around and said sternly: "Something's wrong, something's wrong, it's human, it must be human! Good guy, he is so sneaky, he hid it so deeply that he almost deceived me. ”
The rat spirit’s legs were trembling, and he almost collapsed to the ground.
How dare you go all the way with a legendary young swordsman hanging behind your butt?
The old man said somethingHe shouted, "Run away?"
The old man shouted angrily at the disciple: "You trash! You don't know even if you are being followed, what if the spies sent by those dirty guys destroyed our landscape array?" "You can't afford to lose a hundred lives!"
The rat spirit's legs were completely weak, and he sat on the ground with a pale face. Fortunately, he did not forget the business and told the story about Tongguan Mountain.
The old man’s expression changed.
The half-dead old man in front of him has an incredible identity. He is one of the Six Saints and calls himself the Demon Catcher.
The old immortal is a spirit but has a demon-binding rope wrapped around his waist. In the demon-binding rope, there are two dragon whiskers of bronze lake thousand-year-old silver carp, which can capture ordinary monsters and ghosts. It is really Once the enemy is restrained, every inch of his skin will be beaten alive and his bones will be broken. The old man said that only this kind of meat is chewy, and the blood that oozes out bit by bit has the smell of wine.
The old man suddenly took off the demon-binding rope and threw it out. It twisted away like a snake and swam around. After a moment, lightning flashed back and the old man held it in his hand. "It did run away."
The old man stopped wandering on foot and hurried to the cave opened by the mountain-moving ape.
Dozens of miles away, Chen Pingan, who looked like a young man, was sneaking quickly in the mountains and forests.
It’s not about quitting because of difficulties, but about temporarily changing your mind.
I followed the rat spirit to the top of the mountain where the Great Sage Moves the Mountain. I saw a team of spirits from a distance. They tied up a big living person, a thin and elegant young man in blue shirt. , his hands and feet were tied to a bamboo pole, and two men with incomplete human form carried the bamboo pole on their shoulders, walking swayingly. The poor, frail scholar was so angry that he was so angry.
The first one is a monster, human-like, dressed as a Confucian scholar, arty, holding a white fractured fan, with a peach blossom painted on the fan, on the chest
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Slowly fan.
Beside them was an old man with a goatee, chatting all the way. They had made a special trip to pick him up. This peach-fan gentleman was the most trusted and capable man of his family’s summer resort. Living people were brought from the side to improve the food for the summer queen.
The old man said hey: "Sir, this is a rare thing among scholars. It must taste very good. How did you catch it? Tell me about it?"
The fan-wielding spirit is quite strange. Complacent, he said slowly: "After a lot of effort, this stupid young man was enjoying the mountains and rivers near Tongfu City, so I went up and chatted with him about some poems, lyrics, and music. We had a great time chatting, and I tricked him into walking out of the boundary of Tongfu City. , I won’t bring any trouble to our lady, even if Tongstin City finds out afterwards, I won’t be held responsible.”
The frail scholar said in a trembling voice: “I am the new scholar appointed by Tongfen City. You can't eat me, you can't eat me... If the Summer Queen really wants to eat people, I can help. I can help you trick a few more people back, including mountain woodcutter, or those women who admire my talent..."
The fan-wielding spirit sneered and said, "Can we believe what we scholars say? Look, you just believed me. What's the result?"
The scholar wept silently.
The very peculiar Bronze-Stinky City near Qinglu Town is a mixture of fish and dragons, living people and ghosts, and they can still live in peace. Compared with other cities in the Ghost Valley, the Bronze-Stinky City is the most stable one. The Bronze-Stinky City There are rare ghosts and evil spirits in the surrounding area, and the rules in the city are strict, and fighting is prohibited.
This is related to the proximity to Qinglu Town. To be precise, it is related to Zhuquan, the Immortal Master of Guochi.
Moreover, there are more than 20,000 living people in the Yang world who have taken root here for generations. In the early years, a group of exiled monks whose sects were destroyed fled here. They paid a large sum of immortal money to Tongfen City and were able to thrive. Hundreds of years later, many descendants settled in and outside the city with peace of mind. Later, scattered cultivators continued to gather in Tongfen City. Similar to the people near the top of the Immortal Family Mountain, they coexisted with the ghosts and monsters in the city. Both sides were used to it.
It’s just that most of the living people near Tongfu City do not live long, and they are often half a hundred years old, even if they are old and live long lives. However, the secular women in Tongfu City, even if they do not have the slightest qualifications for monasticism, are still beautiful and charming. She is a very beautiful woman, but her appearance fades very quickly, and she often shows signs of aging after the age of twenty-five, which is regrettable.
Every year, Bronze Stinky City selects a group of beautiful girls who are about the age of cardamom. After being carefully trained by the nuns, they are sent to other cities to serve as concubines and maids in powerful Yinwu mansions as a means of attracting them. .
The lord of Tongshi City has a sister who is no less famous than him. On the first and fifteenth day of every month, she likes to throw money around the city, and occasionally there will be one or two small summer coins mixed in.
There is also a Jinluan Palace in Tongstin City, with a small court hall. The city lord sealed more than a hundred civil servants and generals at one go.
A court meeting is held every ten days, which is very formal.
There is also the imperial examination, but there is no provincial examination, only the palace examination. After all, there are only so many people in Tongfu City, and there are very few who are proficient in writing.
The sister of the city lord, she proclaimed herself the official title of "prime minister" and was personally responsible for setting and marking the imperial examinations.
The self-proclaimed "gentleman" holding the fan and the old man with the goat's beard talked about the lively happenings in the north of the Ghost Valley.
This fan-wielding elf who traveled far away heard some gossip in Tongfen City. The content was very exaggerated, but it was spread with noses and eyes.
He originally planned to show off when he met the Summer Empress, but the mountain road was too long and boring, so he said, "It is said that there are two foreign female nuns who are extremely beautiful. They were most likely the deer-riding goddesses from Mural City. They took a ferry and went straight to Jingguan City without knowing their lives. They were so powerful that no city lord dared to stop them during the early stages. In Jingguan City, only one city took the initiative to use that heavy weapon to defend the city, swishing out at least 180 flying swords."
The goat-bearded old man said in shock: "My dear, if it were us, we would have been beaten into sieves long ago."
"Just you? Do you know how much immortal money is consumed every time I use the sword bed to fire a volley?" Only when you become our empress do you deserve to be treated like this."
The fan-wielding spirit laughed and said: "Back to the topic, at this critical moment, I never thought that an ugly-looking flower protector would call himself Zhou Fei, and he lived up to his name. , was quite ugly, but very capable, and cast a large net directly. According to legend, the net was made from thousands of snowflakes. The flying swords buzzed, like a big bag of mosquitoes and flies. The city was unwilling to give up, and the flying swords went out again. Guess what? "
One of the minions was careless. He said: "Let's just run away, what else can we do."
The fan-wielding monster kicked it and sent it flying several feet away. Then he said to himself: "That ugly man threw his arms out again." A net, exactly the same, still a magic weapon made with fairy money. He also said that he had no other abilities and was afraid of his ability to make money while lying down. Such a man would be a little ugly, otherwise I would even think about it. I pissed on his head."
The demons were in an uproar.
I just felt like I was listening to heavenly scriptures.
The goat-bearded old man asked softly: "How is the funeral? Is the fighting getting worse in Jingguan City? It would be best if both sides fight to the death and die together!"
p>"Old sheep, you look just like Zhou Fei, but you still want to be beautiful. This is not good, you have to change it."
After the fan-wielding spirit teased him, he felt a little regretful. , "Nothing happened later. Many vassal cities in Jingguan City in the north began to implement martial law. No more leaks came to our south. There was only so much news about Tongfen City. Alas, those two young ladies were probably a sheep in a tiger's mouth. "No matter how powerful that ugly magic weapon is, can it be as high as the master of Jingguan City?"
Chen Pingan followed from a distance.
Some people are puzzled, why did Jiang Shangzhen return to Luzhou, Beiju, and join hands with the deer-riding goddess who walked out of the scroll to break into the ghost valley Jingguan City?
Did the Goddess riding a deer turn around and choose Jiang Shangzhen as her master after hitting a wall at the Swaying River Ferry?
As for the other fellow female cultivator, who is it?
Never mind this, let alone not being able to control it even if he wanted to, if Jiang Shangzhen really took action and entangled himself with Jingguan City, it would be a real fight between gods.
Let’s meet this summer queen first.
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In the deep stream halfway up Baojing Mountain, Yang Chongxuan was sitting by the water, bored, rubbing his cheeks, waiting here for several years, and he was really a little bored. .
After you get the opportunity, you must go to the north for a walk, preferably on that rough mountain and have a few hearty fights with others.
After not showing up for so many years, the power of another pseudonym has been suppressed by many rising stars.
Yang Chongxuan scratched his head again. He was used to being bald in the past few years.Damn, I'm really not used to it.
Is that prophecy accurate? Although staying here can be regarded as practice, as long as you have nothing to do, you can take a bath in the water to refresh your soul, but compared to the time when you used the volcano's lava to temper your body, it is actually much worse. What's more, his temperament has never been willing to be restrained. If it weren't for the death order from the family, his mother would have brought out filial piety to suppress him. Otherwise, Yang Chongxuan would really not be willing to make this trip and leave it to someone who is steady and capable. Isn't it better to have a baby brother who is not low-profile and famous? Besides, even if I get the Three Mountain Mirror, my family still has to give it to my younger brother to refine it into a life object.
It’s not that he has any grudges about it. He doesn’t think his younger brother is any better. It’s just that it’s too boring to stay in Baojing Mountain, where birds don’t shit. This is what the old Xishan fox can do. One of the reasons is that playing for fun can relieve boredom.
Yang Chongxuan casually grabbed a handful of stones from the snow-white cliff, clenched them in his palm, and broke them into many stones, which he gently threw into the water.
He and his famous and promising younger brother, the two brothers just don't look at each other, but they are far from turning against each other.
As an elder brother, he couldn't bear to see his younger brother being old-fashioned and a nerd since he was a child. The younger brother has disliked his older brother getting into trouble since he was a child.
If the identities of the brothers were exchanged, there might be a lot less trouble.
He would have known this. He accidentally came out of his mother's womb first. As long as he could do it, he would crawl back quickly.
Yang Chongxuan sighed, looked up to the north, and complained loudly: "My dear mother, when will these miserable days end?"
On the other side, from the woods A burly young man ran out, with a bump on his back, holding a lot of wild fruits picked from other mountains in his arms, and shouted: "Brother Yang, do you also want to marry your mother?"
Yang Chongxuan I held my cheek and was too lazy to speak. I felt very tired every day.
The man jumped over the deep stream and landed next to Yang Chongxuan. He handed over a wild fruit and said, "Brother Yang, this thing is crunchy and delicious."
Yang Chongxuan He took the wild fruit that looked like a white pear, gnawed it, and said vaguely: "Wei Gaowu, does your sister have a sweetheart in secret?"
It turns out that this burly man who is holding the fruit to flatter him, It is the youngest son of the old Xishan fox, the younger brother of Wei Taizhen, the charming fox holding the umbrella, Wei Gaowu. As for the two names, naturally they are not the natal names of their siblings.
Wei Gaowu shook his head and said: "Of course not. My sister has a high vision. Look, she doesn't even like you, Brother Yang. I guess my sister is destined to be an unmarried person in this life. She's an old girl."
Yang Chongxuan stopped asking.
This silly big guy who looks stupid is used to being bullied among the mountain spirits in the Baojing Mountain area. He can even be a gangster carrying a flag and patrolling the mountain. Yelling at him, if he wasn't so unattractive, he would probably have to wash his farts every dayshare.
But Wei Gaowu is not stupid.
It can even be said that he is the smartest one in the family of three.
It might not be a good idea to be smart enough to guess his sister's ultimate fate.
Wei Gaowu did everything he could do, but didn't do anything he shouldn't.
But he still couldn't change his sister's ending.
Yang Chongxuan was very curious. When that day comes, Wei Gaowu can't continue to pretend to be stupid. Is he desperate? Or should he endure the humiliation and endure the heavy burden, lingering in the Ghost Valley, struggling hard, hoping to take revenge on himself in the future?
This is also Yang Chongxuan's way of relieving his boredom. It is quite interesting to think about these trivial things of his own and the huge tragedies of others.
Yang Chongxuan took another wild fruit, wiped it with his tattered sleeve, and asked casually: "What did Fenlang City say?"
Wei Gaowu said with a smile: " After the last heart-to-heart talk between the city lord and Brother Yang, I met him at the ruined temple. He praised me for being lucky enough to meet a hero like Brother Yang, and even invited me to be a guest in Fenlang City. "< /p>
Yang Chongxuan smiled and said: "This shows that the city lord of Fenlang City is easy to talk to."
Wei Gaowu grinned, "I know, in fact, I still have the glory of Brother Yang. Otherwise, the city lord The Lord accidentally glanced at me and felt his eyes were dirty."
Yang Chongxuan asked: "Has anything interesting happened elsewhere recently?"
Wei Gaowu is a gangster. Running errands to find out the news, this vixen's courage seems to be smaller than the eye of a needle. He may have never lost his temper in his life, but it is actually not small. He dares to go to the nearby mountains, Fenlang City, and even Lanshe Town. . But of course Wei Gaowu would only come into contact with the ghosts, spirits and wild cultivators at the lowest level of the Ghost Valley. Yang Chongxuan could completely imagine Wei Gaowu's despicable appearance, bowing his head and smiling naively with everyone on weekdays.
Wei Gaowu nodded and said: "Yes, I just went to Lanshe Town. I heard that there was a fierce fight over there in Dili Mountain recently. That Brother Yang, Liu Jinglong, whom you are particularly annoying, had a fight with Liu Jinglong. A handsome foreign Taoist woman turned things upside down in that place."
Yang Chongxuan said, "Liu Jinglong is actually willing to fight with others? And he chose a place like the most public place? How many moves did he use to kill the other party?"
Wei Gaowu said softly: "Both sides were injured. Both of them were dying, lying in a pool of blood and unable to get up for a long time. In the end, Liu Jinglong narrowly won because he took the lead. Standing up, the Taoist nun was a little slow."
Yang Chongxuan frowned.
That Liu Jinglong is more famous than his younger brother.
Everyone in Luzhou, Beiju, is very competitive. No matter whether they are on the mountain or down the mountain, they all like to rank up. Because of this, the fight is even more brutal.
The Taoist Heavenly Lord Xie Shi is outside the ten people on the top of the mountain.
There are also ten young talents including Liu Jinglong, and Yang Chongxuan's younger brother ranks ninth.
Liu JinglongRanked third.
This man is also known as the land dragon of Beiju Luzhou, and is one of the ten people who will definitely be on the top of the mountain in the future.
Yang Chongxuan annoyed him because during a private sparring match when he was a boy, he couldn't break through the opponent's simple formation.
You must know that Liu Jinglong is a sword cultivator, not an formation master.
What’s more, what’s more annoying about this guy than his brother is that Liu Jinglong likes to reason the most. It’s not the empty talk about mystical principles, but the lowest and simplest principles, so it makes Yang Chongxuan even more embarrassed. internal injury.
Yang Chongxuan smiled and said: "After this battle, the Qionglin Sect made a lot of money."
Wei Gaowu asked curiously: "Brother Yang, who is the Qionglin Sect? What sect?"
Yang Chongxuan said: "Your copper-stinking city in Guixi Valley can make money. If you meet the Qionglin Sect, you have to kneel down and kowtow to acknowledge your ancestors."
Wei Gaowu looked a little dazed, holding the wild fruits honestly, squatting next to Yang Chongxuan, and looking into the distance.
Yang Chongxuan said: "There are mountains beyond the mountains, and there is sky beyond the sky, but the fists are not strong. No matter where you go, Wei Gaowu, you are just the Wei Gaowu of the Ghost Valley. Except for being taller and having the word "gao" in your name, the rest Nothing is high. There is nothing to look forward to outside, you might as well stay in Ghost Valley." Wei Gaowu shouted softly: "Brother Yang."
Yang Chongxuan patted him. The big man's shoulders said, "Go away."
Wei Gaowu sighed heavily, gently put aside the wild fruits in his arms, jumped over the mountain stream, and left. When he reached the edge of the dense forest on the other side, the stupid big man couldn't help but sigh. Forgot to turn around and wave goodbye.
Yang Chongxuan stretched out his palm, opened his mouth slightly and spat out, and a little scarlet juice the size of a grain of rice came out of his palm. Yang Chongxuan smiled and shook his head, but he was still not smart enough.
You don’t even know whether you are a Qigong practitioner or a pure martial artist, so you dare to do these little tricks like juggling?
But this Wei Gaowu will definitely not be able to guess the truth even if he is given two chances.
Is he a Qi practitioner?
A pure martial artist?
Because Yang Chongxuan is both, and both have extremely high achievements.
This is thanks to the first battle with Liu Jinglong. At that time, the two were both peers and half-friends.
Liu Jinglong may not have cared about that confrontation, but it made Yang Chongxuan, who had a relaxed temperament, become a different person.
Yang Chongxuan is a pseudonym.
The same goes for "Yang Jinshan" who travels around the world.
It’s just that no one cares about the name Yang Chongxuan. It’s just that on Luzhou Mountain in Beiju, the ranger Yang Jinshan, nicknamed Yang Tuzi, is famous, far more famous than his real name. Move a continent.
His younger brother, who was also born with Taoism, was born with a love for water, while his older brother was born with a love for mountains.
So the family still let him come to Baojing Mountain.
Can you come up with such a bullshit reason?
eyesWhat is this bottomless stream?
Yang Chongxuan clapped his hands and fell back. In addition to the bastard reason, there was also a mysterious and mysterious explanation.
My brother who is close to the water is very likely to encounter a life-threatening road battle in Baojing Mountain, which will be very dangerous.
Yang Chongxuan was puzzled. In this ghost valley, unless the lord of Jingguan City and that Pu Gugu went crazy, what danger could his brother be in? This younger brother is not a soft persimmon. He is like a loach. How can an ordinary Nascent Soul catch him, a guy who is good at saving lives and the best at running away.
Pi Ma Zong Zhuquan is not stupid, and might even help him protect him. The two worldly masters of Xiaoxuan Duguan and Da Yuanyue Temple are not troublemakers, especially It's Xiaoxuan Duguan, and maybe he will also favor his younger brother. Isn't it another good relationship, not big or small?
Together with the prophecy and these mythical sayings, they all made him feel boring.
Yang Chongxuan suddenly thought of the young ranger wearing a bamboo hat for no reason.
It can be seen that he and I are actually the same person.
But Yang Chongxuan had no idea of competing at that time.
The opportunity is coming.
It is better to do less than to do more. This old saying still needs to be listened to.
Could it be this person?
Yang Chongxuan began to think deeply, making secrets with his hands, silently calculating, and deducing something. Although he learned it perfunctorily, he was still better than ordinary experts. After all, he had a family background.
Just a moment later, Yang Chongxuan fell back and began to sleep with his eyes closed, "It's none of my business. The sun is high and I'm still sleeping, no matter how sad the world is."
Yang Chongxuan murmured: "I still envy the Fire Dragon Master, who practices when he wakes up and practices when he sleeps. I don't know if there are similar immortal magic techniques in the world. If there are, I must steal them and learn them."
A mellow voice sounded next to Yang Chongxuan, "Of course there is. A person in Liuxiazhou can sleep through the night and realize the Tao. Therefore, his practice can get twice the result with half the effort. Now that this person has come to Beiju Luzhou, if he is poor Dao’s calculation was correct. It was this person who got the picture of the Goddess with Inkstone in Mural City.”
“As for the other person, the cause and effect happened to be related to a certain ancestor of Pindao’s lineage. So we know that he was born in the Lizhu Cave of Aquarius Continent, but now he is in Nanbosu Continent, where he can practice swordsmanship in daydreams. As long as he doesn't die unexpectedly, there will be great success between these two people sooner or later. There is a battle for the avenue."
Yang Chongxuan did not open his eyes and said with a smile: "It turns out that the master of the temple is here. Why, are you competing for the opportunity with a junior like me? Isn't this good? It's just a bright mirror that reveals the true nature of monsters. How can an old temple master be able to see it?"
An old Taoist sat cross-legged near Yang Chongxuan. He didn't need to use the slightest spiritual energy, but when his mind moved, the water mist filled the stream. It has already condensed into a futon on its own.
It was the old man from Xiaoxuan Duguanhost.
The old Taoist did not answer Yang Chongxuan's somewhat rude question. He just looked into the deep stream and said with emotion: "Looking at this water again, you will still feel that the creation is endless and incredible."
Yang Chongxuan sat up and sighed, "I never thought that one day I would be able to rely on my family background to feel a little more at ease."
The old Taoist smiled and said: "My parents are great because I am reincarnated. This is It’s not a shameful thing, why do you need to be so worried?”
Yang Chongxuan grinned and said, “Master, I’ve agreed in advance, I just ask you not to compete with me for the opportunity to have this precious mirror. As for the teaching. My brother may not refuse any good thing about Taoism and forming a good relationship. As for me, the master of the temple should not do it. I won’t accept it.”
The old Taoist laughed heartily. "I think you are better than your brother.
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Yang Chongxuan held the back of his head with both hands, "Just It’s a good word to praise people.”
The largest dynasty in the central part of Luzhou in Beiju has a Chongxuan Office, which is in charge of many famous temples in Kyoto, Taoist accounts and religious ceremonies. There are genealogies governing the temple and all the monks.
The person in charge of the Chongxuan Department, whose surname is Yang, is not only a national master of a country, but also owns a Yunxiao Palace. His ancestors once produced three monks in the upper five realms, but they have all died in the military.
Yunxiao Palace is a Taoist jungle, similar to the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain.
The power is so great and the foundation is so deep that it is unimaginable.
Among the younger generation, there are two young heroes, a pair of brothers, who were both hailed as born Taoists when they were young.
A man was captured by the Heavenly Lord Xie Shi. Because Xie Shi could not accept a disciple, the young man could not become a disciple, but Xie Shi still taught him Taoism. The other one, although he is the elder brother, liked to travel around the world when he was young, like a dragon that never sees its end. It is said that he was born with double eyes, which not only took advantage of his early birth, but also had one more abnormal phenomenon than his younger brother. He should have been the legitimate future head of the family, but unfortunately his temperament was too loose, and the family's persuasion failed, so he let him go.
As time goes by, the former has become the inevitable candidate for the next Prime Minister of Chongxuan Department. The latter was shrouded in the shadow of his younger brother's huge reputation and became increasingly unknown.
The old Taoist raised his head and looked into the distance, which should be the archway building at the entrance of Guixi Valley. Then he shifted his gaze to the direction of Lanshe Town and said with a smile: "I came here this time to tell you , the opportunity has come."
Yang Chongxuan was unmoved, "Why did the temple master come to tell me this?"
The old Taoist looked solemn and said slowly: "Poor. Dao had previously made a fortune, and it turned out to be a prediction of good luck for murder, but the blessings and misfortunes were intertwined, which made Pindao feel a little uneasy. In the end, there was a slight flaw in my mind and I gave up my choice to others. , At this time, I felt relieved and kept my heart, but also felt lost, as if I had missed the opportunity."
Yang Chongxuan said with a smile: "The implication is that the temple master wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife? ,Let me be the vanguard? Are you being taken advantage of? Even if I could kill someone who even the temple owner was hesitant to kill, the price would be so high. How could I, with my little arms and thin legs, afford it?
The old Taoist shook his head and said, "You are a natural Taoist who is not among the three veins of Qingming Tianxia. How rare it is." Only a poor Taoist would leave Xiaoxuandu Temple to tell you this. "
The old Taoist stood up and said, "Take care of yourself. ”
Yang Chongxuan suddenly asked: “I don’t understand something, and I’d like to see the viewer clear it up.” "
The old Taoist nodded and said: "But it doesn't matter. ”
Yang Chongxuan asked: “The people who need to understand the truth the most are the ones who are least able to listen to the truth. Those who are willing to listen to others' reasoning don't need those reasons very much. what to do? "
The old Taoist smiled and said: "This is a question that Confucian disciples should think about again and again. As for you, thinking about one more thought is a burden, so why bother yourself. There are so many mediocre people in the world who are just enjoying themselves. Why are you going to wake them up from their sweet dreams? Even scolding you and making noise is considered a good temper. You are so petty that I still treat you as an enemy. In this case, are they stupid or are we stupid? "
Yang Chongxuan laughed dumbly, stood up, shook his sleeves in a serious manner, and for the first time he bowed his head, "Thank you, the viewer, for clarifying my doubts. "
Yang Chongxuan then blurted out something from the bottom of his heart: "Practice on the great road is just about seeking truth. "
The old Taoist showed a look of appreciation, nodded slightly, and disappeared in a flash.
After Yang Chongxuan came back to his senses, he spread his hands and clenched his fists, "The strong man clears the way. Overcoming thorns and thorns, the weak follow blindly and take things as they come. ”
He rubbed his chin with the palm of his hand. After a while, he held it in for a long time, holding back his laughter. It was a little hard.
How could he care about that question? In fact, it was Liu Jinglong’s most important question in recent years. The crux of the dilemma is.
But the answer given by the old Taoist Xiao Xuandu was unexpected and indeed worthy of a great gift from him.
The old Taoist was not in a hurry when he returned to Taolin. Go to the Taoist temple.
Walking under the peach tree, the old Taoist kept raising his head and looking at the sky.
No matter what the reason was, the young ranger declined to enter the temple to drink tea. It's not the end.
That's why the old Taoist asked his good friend, the old monk, if he wanted to keep the cup of thousand-year-old peach pulp tea.
In fact, Xiao Xuan didn't care about this kind of thing. Does the old monk need an outsider to make the decision?
But the old monk only said four words at that time. If you say too much, you will be wrong.
This made the old Taoist realize something and immediately became alert.
After finally making a decision, the old Taoist priest returned to the pure state of mind where his heart was like still water, but the more he reasoned, the more he felt that something was wrong. With his current cultivation level, he was the city lord of Jingguan City in Ghost Valley, and he was about to come. A life-and-death fight did not disturb his Taoist mind at all, so the old Taoist used his natal magical power, which he dared say was the only one in the world. He spent a lot of real energy and destroyed Jiazi's cultivation before he could use it. He finally found clues about the ancient gods' technique of looking down at the sky and the earth.
The two ends of a line, one is on He Xiaoliang who is in Jingguan City, and the other is on that young man.
This is strange enough, but what is even more horrifying is the line behind it. Starting with He Xiaoliang, that line leaves the Skeleton Beach and the Ghost Valley and goes straight to the Beiju Luzhou Skyline. It's like being involved with someone in another world!
This made the old Taoist who already had a pure body sweat profusely after putting away his magical powers.
There is great hatred in my heart.
Whose disciple is He Xiaoliang? Why could a foreign female cultivator from Aquarius Continent rise so rapidly in Luzhou, Beiju, and successfully establish a sect with the full support of Tianjun Xie Shi? ! Beiju Luzhou, as long as it is truly standing on the top of the mountain, who knows?
The old Taoist looked up angrily, wishing he could kill that world immediately, go to Bai Yujing, and ask for an explanation from the headmaster.
Once someone kills someone according to the hexagram, the good fortune may not be false.
But you, Lu Chen, think I am a puppet? A dog that goes to other people's courtyards to wag its tail and beg for mercy? !
The world of Qing Ming.
Bai Yujing.
A young Taoist priest sat lazily on the white jade railing. Under his feet were layers of seas of clouds of different heights, all of which were the vast spiritual energy gathered into the sea. There is a good way."
He had been tilting his head, twirling a thin string between his fingers, and listened intermittently, very vaguely, and could not hear clearly.
This is a thread that even he is reluctant to touch with his own hands.
At this moment, he sat upright, flicked his fingers, and broke the thread at will.
It was just a little trick to follow the clues, and it really wasn’t that he had any evil intentions. Now that boy is dead or alive, a blessing or a curse. He doesn’t want to wade in muddy waters, but He Xiaoliang has something to do, and she She dared to make her own decisions, and she did so in a very unpleasant way. Not to mention being sloppy, she was not aware of the consequences, so Xiao Xuan looked at him with a calf nose, and it was considered that he, Lu Chen, died unjustly. This account should be recorded on the head of Xuandu Guan, the leader of the family. Then he will go over there and wallow in mischief. If he doesn't seek justice for a day, he will scold him for a day there.
Lu Chen rubbed his chin and said to himself: "But I, this young disciple, am really lucky. Before I even made a real move, I almost killed that kid inexplicably."
p>A young man whose Taoist robes and crowns were neither in the original three lines of the Taoist ancestors came to Lu Chen and asked: "Third senior brother, is there anything new?"
Lu Chen turned around , touched the young man's head, "Junior brother, you must strive for success, don't let me lose to Qi again. Junior brother holds grudges the most, do you know?"
The young man's smile was stiff. When he saw Lu Chen's playful smile, he immediately turned around and ran away.
But in this world, in this White Jade Capital, where can the young man go?
As expected, he seemed to be grabbed by the back of a hand and thrown directly into the sea of clouds outside Bai Yujing. Not only that, but all the spiritual energy was also imprisoned for the little senior brother..
Several immortals immediately flew out from all over Bai Yujing, trying to catch this respected new junior uncle.
Lu Chen slapped those immortals away one by one.
The young man fell rapidly.
An Ascension Realm monk who was temporarily serving as the young man’s guardian gritted his teeth and was about to rush to rescue the young man. Is he really going to watch helplessly? The boy fell to the ground?
If you only rely on your physical body, even if you fall in the Yupu state, you will be turned into a puddle of flesh.
Those seas of clouds are not ordinary things.
Of course Master Dao Ancestor can save this closed disciple, and so can Master Lu, but wouldn’t he, the Taoist protector, become the laughing stock of the whole world?
Lu Chen glanced coldly at the Ascension Realm person.
The latter immediately lost his mind and quickly stood up with his hands tied to steady his mind.
Just when the boy was about to fall to the ground, two large holes were opened in the sky almost at the same time, with a huge and shocking sound.
Then two rainbow lights hit Bai Yujing.
Although the two holes quickly filled up on their own.
But in that instant, several shadows quickly flowed into Qing Ming Tianxia, and they all deliberately avoided Bai Yujing and tried to hide themselves.
Lu Chen had no expression on his face and pointed with his fingers.
In the direction in which the shadows were fleeing crazily, a thousand-foot-tall golden-armored god appeared out of thin air and smashed the shadows to pieces.
Lu Chen jumped lightly and was at Bai Yujing's feet in an instant.
The young man hovered in the air one foot above the ground, his hands and feet stiff, and all his thoughts were empty.
Lu Chen squatted down and said slowly: "The guardian of the Tao is an external thing, the identity of the Taoist disciple is an external thing, and his life and death are still external things."
There is blood oozing from his forehead. The sweaty boy nodded.
Lu Chen held down the young man's head and pressed it gently. A living Taoist disciple who had closed his doors suddenly turned into a puddle of flesh.
Lu Chen smiled and said: "How can you truly know... if you don't die once?"
A tall, middle-aged Taoist priest appeared next to Lu Chen and waved his sleeves. , after holding all the young man's soul in his sleeves, he frowned and said: "Is this how you become a senior brother?"
Lu Chen smiled and said: "I'm better than you were before."
Master Gao shook his head, stamped his feet, stood up from the ground, and went to the highest point of Bai Yujing.
Suddenly someone strangled Lu Chen's neck with his arms. The gray-faced guy must be short in stature and had to stand on his heels a little. He was not unfamiliar with this Master Lu at all. He asked with a playful smile: "I How was the punch just now? Is it a tricky angle? My dick is definitely still hurting now."
The charm is still there." The man's arm increased its strength, causing Lu Chen's body to lean back slightly. The man narrowed his eyes and asked, "There is an old score, let's settle it?"
Lu Chen smiled and said, "It's heaven, heaven, I won't go." of,Fight here, you don't have a sword, and you can't hurt me. Besides, many fairies in Bai Yujing are looking at us right now. "
The man then let go of his arms, and Lu Chen patted his sleeves, feeling helpless.
The man faced Bai Yujing high up, looked hard with his eyes wide open, and suddenly lowered his head. He spat into the palms of his hands, rubbed them together, then raised his hands high, stroking his hair from front to back.
He felt that if he had a mirror in his hand at this moment, he would probably be there.
He coughed a few times, moistened his throat, and was about to speak.
Lu Chen said helplessly: "There is no need to introduce myself, Bai Yujing is all here. I know your name is A Liang. "
The man still introduced himself to Bai Yujing fairies seriously: "Kind Liang. "
Lu Chenxiao asked: "Since you insist that you are a swordsman, where is your sword?
The man asked: "Does a swordsman have to have a sword?" "
He asked himself and answered: "I don't think so. "
Lu Chen nodded and said: "There is a chivalrous place in the world, which is where the sword is drawn happily. I know what you are thinking. If it happens, it will definitely be spectacular. ”
That man who was not tall and had good looks... was actually just like that. He also stamped his feet and stood up. However, he did not go to Bai Yujing to look for Dao Lao Er, but opened the sky with his fist. Returning to the outer world.
Lu Chen stood with his hands behind his hands and looked up, unwilling to look away for a long time.
There are always some people, whether friends or foes, that make others admire them. .
This A-Liang is actually better than himself and Qi Jingchun.
Lu Chen suddenly remembered something and smiled knowingly.
Perhaps the lady from Qingshenshan in the Bamboo Sea Cave may not think so.
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The summer queen’s cave is built in a cave called Peeling. The mountain is not high, so it is not a good geomantic treasure.
She is the weakest among the Six Saints, but for some reason, Huoluoshan still stands tall in Guixi Valley.
On the other hand, the Great Sage of Moving Mountain not only has strong soldiers and horses, but his own cultivation level is much higher than hers.
The Great Sage of Moving Mountain is a Mountain-moving Ape with impure blood, although he is only five years old. For a hundred years, with a naturally strong body, he likes to fight with ghosts or Qi practitioners in close quarters. He also spent a lot of money to buy a pair of extremely high-grade nectar armor, and he also has a pair of extremely lethal weapons. The meteor hammer is even more powerful.
The guard of Huahua Mountain is very sparse, and the monsters gather in twos and threes, busy gambling, and they are not distracted.
However, there are three extremely clever links in Huahua Mountain. Although the mountain and water ban is not a mountain-protecting formation, it can be easily triggered by outsiders sneaking in and alarming the entire Peking Mountain.
The mansion hangs a plaque of "Guanghan Hall", but it is made to be magnificent and not cold at all. , very festive and wealthy, I must have spent a lot of fairy money, and planted a lot of osmanthus trees inside and outside, noThey are not some exotic species.
In the backyard, a graceful woman with a bumpy face stood on the steps. She was wearing a graceful and luxurious palace dress and saw the man hanging on the Behind the scholar on the bamboo pole, her eyes lit up and her cheeks bulged up and down. She wiped her saliva and laughed so hard that before the fan-wielding spirit, who had already prepared her words, could take the credit, she was joined by her. Get rid of all the unsightly minions.
The bamboo pole was placed on the ground. The scholar's posture was extremely awkward. He lay on the ground with bruises on his wrists. He spoke with difficulty and said in a trembling voice: "Summer Queen?"
The woman She knelt down and reached out to caress the frail scholar's face. She said with blurred eyes: "It's been a long time since I've seen such a handsome man. It's so nice. Little brother, relax, I'm a woman who knows how to care for others. Don't listen to outsiders. What nonsense are you saying that the summer queen likes stir-fried food and doesn't like steaming? My method of eating people is the best, and men will love it very much. My peeling mountain is not a dragon's den or a tiger's den. I am really a man like you. A happy and blessed place."
As she spoke, the woman couldn't help herself, spitting out a strangely long and wide tongue, and saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth on the scholar's face.
The scholar wants to cry but has no tears.
It seemed that he was frightened, and then he looked at her blankly.
The summer queen smiled charmingly and said: "What are you looking at? Don't be impatient. After I help you untie me, you and I will go to the mandarin duck bed together and show you everything."
The scholar said slowly: "You toad, you are not boasting nonsense. You are really a member of the Moon Palace. This trip is well worth it."
The woman was stunned for a moment.
In an instant, black smoke billowed into the sky, and the evil spirit soared into the sky, shrouding the summer queen. After a burst of rapid and pitiful wails, she soon became silent, leaving only a large pool of blood on the ground. Bloom like a flower.
After a while, he turned into a scholar squatting on the ground, and the summer queen was lying on the ground, leaving only a pair of bones.
The scholar's mouth was full of blood, but he didn't wipe it off. He burped, stretched out his palm to dip some blood, turned his head to look at the wall, and asked with a smile: "Have you seen enough excitement?"
Even Chen Pingan was shocked.
It is not uncommon for spirits and ghosts to harm people, and it is also common for foxes to tease and seduce scholars.
But this is the first time Chen Pingan has seen a "scholar" eat a demon.
Chen Pingan squatted on the wall, with the sword gourd hung again on his waist, and asked: "This summer queen with mediocre cultivation obviously has a big backer, and she can't be that person." Aren't you afraid of the other big monsters?"
The scholar smiled and said: "Isn't it just that you are the scapegoat?"
Chen Ping'an also said with a smile: "A little bit of justice in the world. Okay?"
The lightning bolt from the sword gourd on the 15th day of the lunar month flew out and did not entangle the scholar, but sank directly into the ground.
Every time you suffer, you gain wisdom. Fan Yunluo’s chariot escaped, leaving Chen Pingan’s memory fresh.
Both sidesSilence at the same time.
The scholar should be worried about whether the sword of this young swordsman would be faster than his own unique escape technique.
Chen Pingan was afraid that he would run too fast and disappear. How would he settle the account?
As for being framed by this guy, it actually doesn't matter. He will take whatever troubles come his way. This is where he came to experience. It was too comfortable for Chen Ping'an to get used to. If that doesn't work, use the golden Shuchi Talisman and cooperate with the Sword Immortal to temporarily escape from the Ghost Valley. Once you have figured out the opponent's general background, you can then enter the Ghost Valley and use a dull knife to cut the flesh. This stupid method will take your time. It depends on who has the patience. Even better, if you can't beat it, run away again, and if you run away, come back again.
Chen Pingan and the scholar spoke almost at the same time, and then stopped at the same time.
The scholar wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "First of all, I respect the Sword Immortal the most in my life."
Chen Pingan said: "First of all, you scholars are more valuable. ."
The scholar looked surprised, "Are we just spending time like this?"
Chen Pingping nodded and said, "As long as you are happy."
Scholar. He watched helplessly as a long sword appeared in the guy's hand, he sat down on the ground, waved his sleeves, and the blood was gathered into a ball, lingering around him, spinning slowly, and then he asked tentatively: "Since you talk about the morality of the world, let me also talk about how to make money by being harmonious?"
Chen Ping'an asked: "How to make money?"
The scholar pointed outside the high wall. Zhengqi said solemnly: "Aren't there still five monsters? Unlike this summer queen who comes from a poor family, the others all have rich families. Let us brothers work together, use our sharpness to cut through gold, and work together to eliminate harm for the people!"< /p>
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Okay."
The scholar suddenly cursed: "Well, sir, your murderous aura is well hidden, but your sword is barely growing." Open your mouth and yell at me to kill you!"
Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes.
The scholar stood up slowly, his expression indifferent.
Although this was the first time he met this young ranger whose deeds had spread throughout the southern part of Ghost Valley.
So it is not clear that Chen Ping'an at this moment will make everyone who is familiar with him feel strange, whether he is friend or foe.
But the scholar knows one thing.
This guy has such a murderous intention.
It actually surpassed the sword energy of that sword!
The scholar thought it was better to let go and fight.
He kills people and seizes treasures, and gains wealth in danger. He has great luck in gambling and has never lost before!
Chen Pingan took a deep breath, shook his head, then raised his hand to pat his heart, and said with a bright smile: "Sorry, I am bleeding."
(This chapter End)