Chapter 498 The world is unrestricted

The ancestral mountain of the Pima Sect is named Muyi. It is a towering mountain, but there are no luxurious buildings and the monks only build thatch. Since there are few monks of the Pima Sect, it is even more deserted. There is only one on the mountainside with a plaque of "Dharma Image" and a For the purpose of entertaining guests, the mansion can barely be regarded as a fairyland resort.

Three days ago, Muyi Mountain began to close down and no longer entertain guests.

Not only that, the archway building at the entrance of Ghost Valley has also begun to be under martial law, and experienced people can not enter but can leave.

From Naiheguan Market, to the Mural City, to the Swaying River area, and the entire Skeleton Beach, I didn’t think this was unreasonable.

Because I have seen even more unreasonable things.

First, the three paintings of Heavenly Officials and Goddess in the Mural City were turned into white drawings on the same day.

Compared with the great changes that followed, this was nothing. Many monks in the Skeleton Beach were still immersed in the loss of three good fortunes. It didn’t take long for them to see each one with their own eyes. A thrilling scene, late at night, on the land of the Skeleton Beach, a huge white skeleton appeared out of thin air, as high as a mountain. It appeared in an invincible posture. It should be the Dharma of Gao Cheng, the lord of Jingguan City in the Ghost Valley, who used brute force to move the body. The barrier between heaven and earth was opened, and when the white bones that should have been hiding in the underworld appeared in the world, there was a great conflict with the world of the sun. The white bones rubbed against the aura of the bone beach, and a burst of brilliant sparks bloomed, setting off the white bones. The appearance of the Dharma is like the ancient fire god coming to the world.

The white bones were obviously chasing a golden light that was rushing south towards the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall. Although Gao Cheng was delayed by the sword from Ghost Valley, the person who used the sword was hovering in the air. Confronted with thousands of feet of white bones, they are as small as grains of rice, but every time the sword is struck, there is a huge earthquake and thunder, and the brilliance surges. A blow from a distance is like a long bridge. Judging from its appearance, it must be Zhu Quan, the leader of the Pi Ma Sect, but there is still a sword. , the momentum is not inferior to Yu Pujing Zhuquan, the bright sword energy rises from the ground, the sword light is like a rainbow, extremely fast and straight.

The skeletal figure on the shoulder seemed to be restrained by another force in the Ghost Valley, but he still raised his palm high and pressed it down heavily, suddenly rolling up a thick sea of ​​clouds that filled the sky with ghosts crying and wolves howling. , the sea of ​​clouds seems to have accumulated tens of thousands of dead ghosts who cannot be reincarnated after death, struggling in the sea of ​​misery.

The sea of ​​clouds quickly pressed towards the Patriarch Hall of the Pima Sect, and then the Pima Sect’s mountain-protecting formation opened, and more than a thousand armored puppets were snatched out from the Muyi Mountain. Each one was several feet tall, wearing talismans and iron armor. , the golden and silver threads all over the body flowed erratically, crashing into the sea of ​​clouds. The sea of ​​clouds continued to be thinned, but the force of falling was still there. In the Muyi Mountain, groups of armored heroes came one after another. In the end, the sea of ​​clouds and thousands of Pima Sects created the landscape. The heroic puppets strangled each other, and in the end both sides were destroyed.

At the same time, a line of light spread down the mountain from the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall, traveling like thunder and lightning, interweaving a bright formation on the other side of the archway, and then a golden body five hundred feet tall The god stood up from the ground, holding a giant sword, and swept the sword towards the waist of the white bone statue.

The bones of Gao Cheng in Jingguan City cannot be defeated with one blow, and the Ghost Valley andAt the border of the beach of bones, another golden god suddenly drew out his sword. The huge white bones grabbed the sword's edge with one hand. Golden light and sparks fell to the ground like rain. For a moment, the whole beach of bones shook and the earth shook. The white bone master threw away the giant sword with his arms. The body fell, instantly submerging into the shadow of the earth, and probably retreated into the small world of Ghost Valley.

The golden god also returned to the formation, and the light also returned to the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall, condensing into an orb held in the mouth of a bronze dragon statue in the ancestral hall.

The night at the Skeleton Beach slowly returned to silence.

In the Xian family mansion halfway up the mountain.

Pang Lanxi, a young man who had high hopes from the Pima Sect, sat at a stone table and looked hard at the young ranger opposite, who was flipping through a pan-magic book plundered from the Yangchang Palace. Huang Bingshu.

Although Pang Lanxi is young, he has a high seniority. He is the only direct descendant of an ancestor of Pima Sect. Several Jindan monks have to call him Junior Uncle. As for more middle five If he is a monk in the realm, he can only call him uncle. In the past three days, the green-shirted swordsman in front of me was the only guest in the mansion. Pang Lanxi had been here several times before. Out of curiosity, he had talked about what needed to be said and asked what needed to be asked. The other party was obviously very sincere, and he also He didn't deliberately talk about it in circles, but when Pang Lanxi thought about it afterwards, it seemed that he didn't get to the point.

It is hard to imagine that the person in front of me is the poor painting buyer who shamelessly bargained with him in Mural City.

As a childhood sweetheart, she had to run out of the shop herself to remind this man not to show yellow or white things while walking around the world. It turned out that they had all been deceived by this guy.

The ancestor of the sect who was in charge of the precepts in the ancestral hall did not want to reveal the secret. He only said that he would wait until the sect leader returned to Muyi Mountain. However, he sighed with emotion. This level of realm can be achieved from high in the Ghost Valley. Cheng's ability to escape from his own hands is quite impressive.

Pang Lanxi became more and more curious about what happened in the Ghost Valley, and how the person in front of him could provoke the Lord of Jingguan City.

Chen Pingan put down the military book written by the military general of Shence State in his early years, remembered something, and asked with a smile: "Lanxi, the eight murals in Mural City have all become white drawings, riding a deer, hanging inkstones and walking What will happen to the shop business at the feet of the three goddesses Yu?"

Pang Lanxi was also a little worried, and said helplessly: "What else can I do? Xingzi is almost dying of worry, and she said that there will definitely be no business in the future. Now that Mural City has lost those three blessings, the number of guests must have dropped sharply. What can I do, so I can only comfort her and tell her some truths that I heard from my brothers and nephews. I never thought that Xingzi was not only She didn't appreciate it, she got sulky with me and ignored me. Chen Pingan, why is Xingzi like this? I obviously mean well, why is she still not happy?"

Chen Pingan said with a smile. Do you want to know why?"

Pang Lanxi nodded: "Of course."

Chen Ping'an smiled even more, "Lanxi, I heard that your great-grandfather still has something in his hand. There are several boxes of complete sets of gallery-filled volumes of pictures of goddesses, and your great-grandfather consumes them the most.The most thoughtful and proud work of my life. "

Pang Lanxi was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he said decisively: "As long as you can help me solve my doubts, I will steal the painting for you!

Chen Ping'an was speechless. He stretched out his hand to signal Pang Lanxi, who had already stood up, to sit down quickly. "A gentleman doesn't take advantage of others, and I don't covet those sets of gallery books. I just hope you can convince me." Grandpa will start painting again, and draw one or two sets of hard yellow gallery fill-in books that are not inferior to much. I am buying them with money, not asking you to steal them. One set is enough, two sets are better, three sets are best. "

Pang Lanxi was a little skeptical, "That's it? "

Chen Pingan nodded.

Pang Lanxi still hesitated, "There are good and bad things in stealing. The disadvantage is that you will definitely get scolded, and maybe even get beaten. , the advantage is that it is a one-time deal, which is more convenient. But it would not be easy if I had to shamelessly force my great-grandfather to pick up the pen and really put his heart into painting. My great-grandfather has a weird temper, which everyone in our Pima sect has learned from. He always said that the more carefully you paint, the more spiritually similar you will be, which will make the world vulgar. The more the man bought it, the more he offended the eight goddesses.

Chen Ping'an nodded, "Sincerity leads to spiritual success. Without this foundation of piety, your great-great-grandfather might not be able to draw that charm. Otherwise, the so-called master of painting can copy the scrolls with every detail." Now, what’s the difficulty? But why is it that your great-grandfather is the most magical? Just because your great-grandfather was in a pure state of mind, it’s hard to believe that those eight goddesses all noticed him back then. They were connected with each other and naturally wrote brilliant works. "

Pang Lanxi blinked.

Is this honest talk or flattery?

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Outside the mansion, there was a tall white-haired old man with a pen and inkstone hanging on his waist. He turned to look at a close friend of the Pima Sect ancestor, who was putting away his palms.

Bai. The old man asked: "This kid's state, he shouldn't know that we are eavesdropping, right? "

The ancestor smiled and said: "I helped you cover up your anger. You probably don't know, but there are countless magic techniques in the world, so there may not be no accidents. Just seeing that he can escape from the Ghost Valley cannot be judged by common sense. "

The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled, "No matter what, these words have won my heart. "

The ancestor of the Pima Sect was the one who followed Jiang Shangzhen into the secret realm of murals. "Are you really willing to sell it? "

Pang Shanling, the great-grandfather of Pang Lanxi, had great ambitions when he was young and vowed to paint all the spectacular mountains in the world, but later he settled down in Pima Sect for some unknown reason. Pang Shanling asked in a low voice. Said: "Let's see again? I would like to hear how this foreign boy will give Lan Xi some guidance.

The ancestor frowned and said displeasedly: "I am a guest. I couldn't defeat you before, so I used some magical powers. If I continue to eavesdrop, it is not in line with our Pima Sect's hospitality." "

Pang Shanling glared and said: "Lanxi has lost the good fortune of riding a deer goddess. If you have another chance at love, I want to see if Lanxi's master will call you a bitch. Bloody head! "

The ancestor sneered: "He is very good at scolding people, but my ability to hit people is better than him. There is no time when he doesn't feel so good about scolding people that he stays in bed for a month. "

Pang Shanling suddenly smiled and said: "I will give you a set of hard yellow pictures of goddesses later, which is worthy of the reputation of "wonderful writing and flowering". "

The ancestor raised his palm, looked at the mountains and rivers, and said with a smile: "I have been waiting for your words. It's too slow and unpleasant. "

But this ancestor quickly put away his magical power. Pang Shanling asked in confusion: "Why? "

The ancestor smiled and said: "The other party is not very happy, let's just accept it as soon as we get along. Otherwise, go back to the sect leader and accuse me of making a fuss, or you will be left with nothing to eat. There was such a big commotion in the Ghost Valley, and it took a lot of effort for Gao Cheng to take the initiative to reveal his Dharma form, leave his lair, and appear on the Bone Beach. Not only did the sect master take action himself, we also used the mountain protection formation, which actually shaved off his century-old cultivation. The sect master must be in an extremely bad mood when he returns to the mountain this time. ”

Pang Shanling is a little worried. The Ghost Valley has been completely isolated from the outside world in the past two days. Although the natal lamps in the Patriarch Hall are still on, this means that the Pima Sect Qinglu and Lanshe There were no casualties among the monks stationed in the town, but God knows whether Gao Cheng would get angry and fight to the death with the Pima Sect. The thousand-year confrontation between the Skeleton Beach and the Ghost Valley would be broken in an instant. Pang Shanling was afraid of a sudden change. At a certain moment, the natal lamps in the Patriarch Hall will end up being extinguished one after another, and the speed of extinguishing will definitely be extremely fast.

No one can guarantee how many lamps will be left in the end. Whether it is Sect Master Zhu Quan or Jindan Du Wensi, there is no exception. If the war really begins, with the style of the Pima Sect monks, it is impossible to say that the natal lamp will be extinguished first, but they are the great monks.

Pang Shanling nodded slightly, "I hope so. "

Over there at the mansion.

Pang Lanxi didn't care, what mattered most was his childhood sweetheart Xingzi, and said: "Okay, you say it, but it must be what I think makes sense. Otherwise, I wouldn’t go to my great-grandfather to scold him. ”

Chen Pingan first raised his hands and clasped his fists, signaling to the immortal masters outside not to push too far. Then he gently placed one hand on the military book and stroked it gently with his palm. He was leaving Guixiao. After the valley, I discovered that most of the books carefully collected by the Demon Catching Immortal at the Yangchang Palace were well maintained and in good condition. These were rare or even unique books that had survived for thousands of years. I felt very good and began to think about what was before my eyes. The young man solved the puzzle and chuckled: "Lan Xi, do you think you have reached the golden elixir realm and become aIs it difficult to see a terrestrial god in the eyes of an ordinary person? "

Pang Lanxi said sincerely: "Chen Ping'an, I'm really not bragging. Golden elixir is easy, Yuanying is not difficult. ”

Chen Pingan nodded. What Pang Lanxi said is actually true. I have been staying in the Pima Sect mansion these days, and through chatting with the young man in front of me, as well as the presence of Yang Lin, the golden elixir monk in Mural City, From the exchanges between several direct descendants of the Pima Sect, we have a general idea of ​​Pang Lanxi's importance in the Pima Sect. It is very likely that he was cultivated as a future sect leader, at least a person in charge of the power of the Pima Sect. < /p>

Furthermore, Pang Lanxi is extremely talented, has a pure mind, and is kind to others. Whether it is his innate character or acquired temperament, he is incomparable with the Pima Sect. This is the wonderful thing about Dao. If Pang Lanxi was born in Shu Jian. Lake, the same person may not have high achievements on the great road, because Shujian Lake will continue to wear away Pang Lanxi's original character, so that it will affect his cultivation and opportunities. But in the Muyi Mountain of Pima Sect, he is like a fish in water. , seems to be a match made in heaven. Maybe this is the so-called soil and water that nurtures one person. Some people are resentful, maybe they are not completely self-aware, and they are really unlucky at that time.

Pang Lanxi started to feel dazed when he saw Chen Ping'an. /p>

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He reminded: "Chen Ping'an, don't be confused. One or two sets of notebooks are waving at you, why are you wandering in your mind? Thousands of miles away? "

Chen Ping'an apologized, and then asked: "You are a god on the mountain who is destined to live a long life, but your Miss Xingzi is a mortal down the mountain. Have you ever thought about this? Ordinary women will have some gray hair at the age of forty. At the age of sixty, she may already be a gray-haired old woman. How will that girl Xingzi face a girl who may still have the appearance of a teenager, or at most be weak? What does Panglanxi look like? "

Pang Lanxi's heart tightened and she murmured: "I can deliberately follow the times and people and not let that appearance stay, and I will still become a white-haired old man. "

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "You are wrong again and again. "

Pang Lanxi raised his head with a confused look on his face.

Chen Ping'an said: "Not to mention that when the time comes, your old man's skin, Pang Lanxi, will still be restrained and radiant, and Don't talk about it. "

Chen Pingan paused for a moment and asked softly: "Have you ever put yourself in the shoes of the girl Xingzi you miss so much? No matter how well you think about some things, no matter how well-meaning your original intention is, is it necessarily good to take it seriously? Does it have to be right? Have you ever thought that giving true kindness to each other is never a matter of wishful thinking on my part or on our part? "

Pang Lanxi hesitated to speak.

Chen Pingan said slowly: "Over there in the Mural City, I was just a passer-by who met you by chance. Since she would let You chased me out of the shop and reminded me to be more careful. With such a kind heart, she must be a good girl worthy of your liking. I observed the two of you in the shop earlier. As a bystander, I can roughly tell that XingMiss Zi is a person with a delicate mind but a broad mind, which is extremely rare. Therefore, it is not because you are already a fairy who eats and drinks dew on Pima Zong Mountain. She is just a merchant at the foot of the mountain who deals with money all the year round. She would feel ashamed when being with him, but she was not like that. Do you really know how rare and good this state of mind is? "

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "You don't know. "

Pang Lanxi was speechless, her lips moved slightly.

Chen Pingan said: "So she has been taking care of your state of mind these years. I hope you can practice with peace of mind and stay on the mountain. Step by step, if I'm not wrong, every time you go down the mountain to help in the shop, she will definitely not show too much reluctance in person when you part, and you will be a little depressed afterwards, worried that she doesn't really like you. She likes you just as much, right? "

Pang Lanxi's eyes were sore and she pursed her lips tightly.

Chen Ping'an sighed and took out a pot of wine. It was not some fairy wine, but something sold in Longquan County. Chen Ping'an took a sip of Li Gyeonggi's hometown rice wine and said, "You have never really thought about her thoughts, but you only think about what I should do. Is this okay?" "

Pang Lanxi shook his head, "Not good, very bad. ”

“So, this time the Mural City Goddess picture is gone, the shop may not be able to open. You just think it is a small matter, because to you, Pang Lanxi, it is naturally a small matter, a market shop , can you get a few more Xiaoshu coins in a year's profit and loss? How much money do I, Pang Lanxi, receive from the Patriarch Hall of the Pima Sect in just one year? However, you have no idea how big a deal it is for a city girl to open a shop at the foot of Pima Zong Mountain. Without this livelihood, even if she just moves to Naiheguan Market, what a big deal it is for her. To put it bluntly, isn't it a major event that the world will fall apart? "

Chen Ping'an took another sip of wine, his voice was soft and mellow, and the content of his words was like wine. He said slowly: "Girls' ideas are probably more long-term than those of boys of the same age. How can I put it? The difference between the two is that the young man's thoughts are like walking on a mountain and only looking at the heights, while the girl's thoughts are like a winding river, winding and flowing into the distance. ”

Pang Lanxi frowned hard, remembering some sad scene. Just thinking about it made this young man who was originally free from worries and long-term worries, and there was already something in his eyes. Tears welled up.

Chen Pingan glanced at him and sighed softly.

Gong Liudao Liu Laocheng was said to have a tough heart, but he seemed to have a heart of stone. Zeng had a huge fall on the word "love".

Chen Ping'an suddenly laughed, "What are you afraid of? Now that you know more, you can do better and think more about her in the future. It really doesn't work. I feel like I'm not good at figuring out my daughter's thoughts. Then I'll teach you the stupidest way to tell her what's on your mind. You don't have to feel embarrassed. A man's face needs to be lost outside. But with the woman you like, There, there is no need to force yourself to do everything.of. "

Pang Lanxi nodded, wiped his face, and said with a bright smile: "Chen Pingan, how do you know so much? ”

After all, he is a cultivator. After he figured it out, it was like picking off a leaf that blinded his eyesight, and Pang Lanxi’s state of mind returned to clarity.

Chen Pingan raised the wine bottle in his hand and shook it , "I travel around the world, I drink. "

Pang Lanxi asked curiously: "Is wine really that delicious? ”

Chen Pingan didn’t say anything, just drank.

Still patiently waiting for news from the Ghost Valley.

In fact, there are some things that Chen Pingan can tell the boy It is clearer, but once the context is revealed, it may involve the great road, which is a taboo for the monks on the mountain. Chen Pingan will not cross this thunder pond.

Furthermore, the love between boys and girls. Ignorant and confused, it is actually a kind of beauty, why bother to break it down and elaborate too much?

Pang Lanxi said goodbye and left, saying that there were at least two sets of hard yellow copies of the goddess pictures, not running away, just waiting. The good news for him was.

When Pang Lanxi was about to walk out of the courtyard, Chen Pingan suddenly stopped the young man and said with a smile: "By the way, remember what I told you. If you really think it makes sense, you still have to think more about it when you do it. It may not necessarily be suitable for you just because it sounds good. "

Pang Lanxi waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm not really stupid, don't worry, I will figure it out on my own! ”

Chen Pingan stood up and walked around the stone table to practice six-step walking.

In the dusk of this day, Chen Pingan stopped and turned around to look.

In the direction where the white bones and the golden-armored gods appeared on the bone beach, a figure came flying in the wind. When an earthly immortal did not deliberately restrain his momentum and traveled far away in the wind, there was often thunder and movement. Da. After reaching the upper five realms and "joining the path" with the world, you can be silent, and there is almost no ripple of energy. The figure running straight towards Muyi Mountain should be the sect leader Zhu Quan and Yu. In the Pure Realm, it still caused such a big commotion. Either it was a deliberate demonstration to scare some forces lurking in the Skeleton Beach and ready to move, or it was because in the Ghost Valley, the leader of the Pi Ma Sect had been seriously injured, causing the realm to be unstable.

After the figure swept into Muyi Mountain, it suddenly stopped, and then shot like an arrow at the mansion halfway up the mountain.

In the small courtyard, the wind blew. The chaos made Chen Ping'an's sleeves rustle.

It was Zhu Quan who practiced in Jie Mao, Qinglu Town.

Chen Ping'an cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Master Zhu." . "

Zhu Quan waved his hand and sat down at the stone table. He saw the wine bottle on the table and waved his hand: "If you are sincere, please quickly treat me to a bottle of wine to satisfy my craving. "

Chen Ping'an sat across from him and took out a pot of rice wine, "It's just hometown rice wine, not the fairy wine from the mountain.

Zhu Quan opened the mud seal, raised his head and took a big sip. After wiping his mouth, he said, "It's a bit weak, but it's wine, not water." ”

She glancedThe young man sitting quietly opposite asked: "Are you familiar with Pu Gu? I never went to see you during your previous travels in Ghost Valley, even when you were on the rampage with Yang Ningxing. I don't know how old you are. If you have the ability, you can let Pu Gu Gu draw a sword for you."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I'm not familiar with it. To be precise, it's a bit of a joke. Over there in Crow Ridge, I had a fight with the female ghost from Skin Skin City. There was a conflict, and it was Pu Chun who stopped me from chasing Fan Yunluo. Later, Pu Chun took the initiative to look for me again. I saw him wearing a green shirt and holding a sword, so I asked him why he didn't covet the sword behind me."

Zhu Quan sighed, are these two really the same thing?

What, if you wear a green shirt and use that sword, then you will be great?

But Zhu Quan glanced at the wine pot. Forget it, he had already drank other people’s wine, so he had to be more polite. Besides, any foreign man, with Jiang Shangzhen’s shit in front of him, would be in Zhu Quan’s place. In the spring, there are all good men like flowers. What's more, the young man in front of him used "Da Li Piyun Mountain Chen Ping'an" as his opening words. Zhu Quan was quite fond of that deal. Zhu Quan had naturally heard of Pei Yun Mountain, and even the Da Li Beiyue She had heard about the god Wei Bo several times, but there was nothing she could do about it. The Pima Sect's way of making money in other continents depended on that cross-continent ferry. And she also believed the second sentence of the man who called himself Chen Ping'an. The young man said that he owned half of the Niujiaoshan Ferry, so in the next five hundred years, all Pima Zong ferries would dock at the shore without spending a single snowflake. Money, Zhu Quan feels that I can definitely do this long-term transaction without spending a single copper coin! If this spreads out, who would dare to say that her sect leader is a prodigal woman?

But Zhuquan was still a little frustrated. The guy in front of him looked too much like his nemesis Pu Gu, so he smiled and said, "Actually, you are doing something unnecessary. When you found me before, you didn't need to give any conditions at all. As long as it's targeting the north, let alone Jingguan City, I will stop anyone who doesn't like me. Are you feeling heartbroken right now?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Master Zhu is heroic and righteous. This is the style of the Pima Sect. But I am a guest and a junior. I have to be a good person. I still have to have the etiquette I should have."

Zhu Quan rubbed his chin, "The words are nice, but they don't sound right to my ears."

Chen Pingan took out another bottle of wine.

Zhu Quan nodded and smiled: "The words may not be pleasing to the ear, but you are much more pleasing to the eye."

Chen Ping'an picked up the unfinished pot of rice wine and slowly And drink.

Zhu Quan glanced at the young man's way of drinking and shook his head, feeling displeased again.

"No need to bring out any more wine."

Zhu Quan finished the second bottle of wine and put the empty wine bottle on the table, "Pu Gugu is really annoyed this time.The next step in Jingguan City will not be easy. It's just that this guy never cares about this anyway. Gao Cheng also annoyed him, let's fight, it won't work without using all his strength, but if he fights to death, he can really kill Pu Gu, but Jingguan City will have to lose some vitality, and it won't work without fighting. After all, Gao Cheng is this The first time he lost face was because he failed to kill you, and was held back by Jiang Gouzhi's broken net for a long time. When Gao Cheng returned to Ghost Valley, guess what, he was reluctant to throw away the broken net that was full of snow money. It was so messed up that I could only hold my nose and put it away. Haha, before Gao Cheng became famous in Skeleton Beach, he might have been used to this kind of thrifty and thrifty activities. After he became famous, he never thought that this day would come to him! Jiang Shangzhen, a rotten maggot with a black heart and a pervert, could actually do one good deed in this life. "

Zhu Quan felt so happy that he couldn't stop laughing, so he naturally stretched out his hand.

Chen Ping'an sighed in his heart, took out the third pot of rice wine and put it on the table.

Zhu Quan started to drink, probably because he felt that asking for wine would be unreasonable, so he started to take small sips to save himself.

It turned out to be the Lord of Jingguan City. < /p>

The most powerful heroic spirit in the Ghost Valley

When Chen Pingan was determined to escape from the Ghost Valley, there was also some speculation about all the Nascent Soul ghosts recorded in the "Xinxin Ji" in the north. , all carefully screened, Gao Cheng of Jingguan City naturally thought of it, but felt that the possibility was unlikely, because it was like Bailong City Pujian, or the inaccessible Dayuanyue Temple and Xiaoxuan over Taolin. Looking at these two masters, the higher the realm, the higher the vision. The words Chen Ping'an said on the bank of the Black River, "To achieve this result, you must have this intention", actually the scope of application is not narrow, except for wild cultivators. There are so many surprises in the world, and nothing is inevitable. Therefore, even if Chen Pingan thinks that Yang Ningxing's so-called spying from the north is the least likely to happen to Gao Cheng in Jingguan City, Chen Pingan is just a person who is used to imagining the worst, so he will directly dismiss Gao Cheng. Accept it as an imaginary enemy!

Otherwise, Chen Ping'an would already be in Qinglu Town, and Zhu Quan, the leader of the Pima Sect, would be practicing cultivation just a few steps away, and would still need to spend two golden shukuchi. Fu, broke through the sky and left the Ghost Valley? And before that, he began to believe that Qinglu Town had an informant in Jingguan City, and deliberately made an extra trip to Tongshi City, leaving this self-rescue situation to the Tongshi City guard. Cheng Xiaowei Guijiang's little summer coin has really begun to move quietly.

In fact, deep in Chen Ping'an's heart, he has barely found a clue.

On this line, there will be many key nodes, such as over the cliff chain bridge, Yang Ningxing expressed his feelings

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Yes.

On the bank of the Black River, the old monk looked to the other side, and the Buddha chanted, seemingly casually, "Look back and find the shore."

It is said that this is the most dangerous place to enter the Ghost Valley. After the peaceful Qinglu Town, I couldn't put down a pen to draw a talisman. It was extremely rare to be so restless that I couldn't even set up a sword furnace.

If you push it further, it will be the sky of Mural City. The official goddess seeks good fortune, and the goddess rides a deer and walks outPicture scroll, go to the Swaying River Ferry, turn into an old woman and test yourself.

Mural City can be said to be Chen Pingan’s first stop in Luzhou, Beiju!

Yang Ningxing's pure evil thoughts were refined into mustard seeds. The scholar once said unintentionally at the waterside temple that he had never defeated Chen Pingan.

In the world, blessings and misfortunes always depend on each other.

Chen Pingan was deeply touched by this.

What will be the consequences if one’s mind is immersed in the everlasting good fortune?

At this moment, even though Chen Pingan was far away from the Ghost Valley and was in Pima Zong Muyi Mountain, he still felt a little scared.

Just imagine, if you become a baggage owner in Tongshou City, you will naturally continue to travel north, because there have been many storms along the way, but there are no dangers, but there are mistakes everywhere. There is no great good thing coming, but good luck comes one after another. I earn a little here and a little there. In the end, the Goddess Riding a Deer has nothing to do with me, the Thunder Pond of Jixiao Mountain has nothing to do with him, and the blessings of Baojing Mountain still have nothing to do with me. Chen Ping'an It seems that relying on his own caution and "a little bit of luck", this seems to be the state that Chen Ping'an would find most comfortable and least dangerous.

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes and drank the rice wine in the pot in one gulp.

Zhu Quan glanced at the long sword that Chen Ping'an was carrying on his back, shook his head slightly, and felt that it shouldn't be this thing. Although Gao Cheng of Jingguan City was the enemy of the entire Pi Ma Sect, he had been The masters of the Pima Sect all recognized that the co-master of the Ghost Valley Heroic Spirits was not bad in terms of cultivation or ambition. He could be described as a hero among ghosts. Therefore, even if the young man really carried a semi-immortal weapon on his back, Gao Cheng would not be so coveted, let alone so angry. It was rare for Zhu Quan to think before speaking. After thinking about the words, he said: "Why are you It will attract Gao Cheng's attention. I don't ask, and you don't have to take the initiative to say it. This is a grudge between you. Of course, fighting Gao Cheng and Jingguan City has always been our duty as monks of the Pima Sect. There is no grudge between life and death. You don’t need to feel that you have to get involved in the future just because you escaped this time and were hiding from disaster in Muyi Mountain, doing favors to repay a favor or something like that. It’s not necessary. Neither you nor I need to do this. You're welcome."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhu Quan smiled and said, "You're welcome, boy."

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In the peach forest of Ghost Valley, inside the Xiaoxuandu Temple.

The old Taoist master stood under the towering peach tree, with water mist filling his feet, and then it seemed as if a huge landscape painting was slowly unfolding.

When a scholar appeared on the scroll, he walked into the stink of the city to take part in the imperial examination, which was like child's play.

Xu Song, the "little Taoist boy" holding a fly whisk in his hand, was horrified and said in a trembling voice: "Master, is this the legendary Time Scroll Horse Racing Picture?"

The old Taoist nodded. "The headmaster of the Yunxiao Palace of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty personally sent a handwritten letter to our Little Xuandu Temple, asking me to help Yang Ningxing protect the Tao. I will do good things to the end, so I drew this picture. But don’t worry, this is just a copy of the real horse racing diagram.Ben, the price will not be too high. Others can only watch it three times. The reason why I show it to you once is to let you understand the Tao. Stones from other mountains can attack jade, so you should watch carefully.

Xu Song was shocked and said: "The little Tianjun of Chongxuan Department, anyway, there is that brother who is picking up things in Baojing Mountain. Yang Ningxing himself is just visiting the Ghost Valley, why is he like this?" "

The old Taoist smiled and said: "I was confused at first, but I just guessed that it was probably related to the dispute between the great ways. When you read this picture yourself, the truth will come out. ”

Xu Song’s eyes widened, not wanting to miss a single detail in the picture.

It’s just that what Yang Ningxing did in Tongfu City was really unsightly. If this scene The picture scroll is not a horse-drawn picture, and Xu Song felt that the master was making a fuss out of a molehill, and the headmaster of Yunxiao Palace was worrying too much.

But when Xu Song saw the Summer Resort Queen in Peoluoshan being turned into black smoke by the "scholar", he took one gulp. After swallowing, the young swordsman squatted on the wall.

Xu Song looked serious. I was frightened and my mind was fluctuating.

When the landscape scroll at my feet finally came to an end, it turned into a scroll and was gently held in the hands of the master.

The old Taoist smiled and said: "What's the matter?" Thoughts?

Xu Song said with shame: "If this disciple is that... good brother, I don't know how many times I have died at the hands of Yang Ningxing." "

The old Taoist nodded, "If you were this person, you wouldn't be able to escape from the Ghost Valley. ”

Xu Song thought of the previous commotion in Qinglu Town and the subsequent fight between immortals that was worthy of the name. The little Taoist boy was a little discouraged.

The old Taoist looked at this proud disciple. He smiled and said, "Why, do you feel that you are inferior to others? If my teacher told you that this foreign ranger's real age was only in his early twenties, would you still run into him and die under a peach tree? "

Sweat dripped from Xu Song's forehead.

The old Taoist shook his head and sighed: "Idiot. In a world where good fortune and danger coexist, is it really a good thing to take risks every time? Being trapped in the world of mortals, entangled in cause and effect, is so terrifying for those who practice Taoism. To take a step back, you, Xu Song, are really not such a person now. Don't you have no practice or enlightenment? If you become a master, then, when you think about the Taoist ancestor high up, the three-line master a little lower down, and the ascended immortals in Baiyujing even lower, do you feel discouraged and tell yourself that’s all? ? "

Xu Song raised his head with a blank look in his eyes.

The old Taoist clasped Xu Song's forehead lightly with his finger, "We Taoists practice our own kung fu and our own affairs. The only great enemy is the grass and trees." Withered and prosperous, everyone is a prison of life and death, not others. What does the ups and downs of others' honor and disgrace have to do with me? From my teacher's point of view, maybe there is no need to fight for the true avenue, but... forget it, it is useless to say more about this. "

Xu Song took a step back and slapped his head, "Master, this disciple understands something. "

The old Taoist nodded happily, "That's enough. ”

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Originally, each mural was a door to the secret realm of the Immortal Family.

As the eight murals have become white drawings, this fairy cave has also lost most of its aura, and has become an ordinary secret place with insufficient caves and more blessings. It is still a geomantic treasure land, but it is no longer astonishing. feel.

Jiang Shangzhen walked among them again, feeling very disappointed.

After he returned to the Skeleton Beach with his natal willow leaf, he did not leave Beiju Luzhou, but quietly came to this secret realm.

Some things, I don’t want to understand clearly, and I always feel itchy.

Moreover, hiding somewhere kills two birds with one stone. Firstly, it is safer than hiding in Muyi Mountain. Secondly, he is worried that the sequelae will be more terrible if he turns against that He Xiaoliang. That cruel and ruthless woman has a deep destiny. Once a scary master hates himself, it is very likely that as long as Jiang Shangzhen is in the ordinary Beiju Luzhou area, he will suffer inexplicable disasters. It won't be a big disaster, but it will definitely be very disgusting. For example, Jiang Shangzhen At the moment, I was very worried that if I showed up casually at the Skeleton Beach or Muyi Mountain, I would meet an old girl traveling in the south, and then I would burst into tears and cry to myself. Jiang Shang really couldn't bear this. Classes reunited.

It’s just Jiang Shangzhen thinking while lying among the flowers in this secret place, sitting on the bed with beautiful quilts, thinking on the dressing table with lingering fragrance, sitting on the railing of the tall building where the fairy sisters must have leaned over Thinking about it, after all, there are still some things that I haven't thought through clearly. It seems like three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

If you can’t figure it out, just ask.

Jiang Shangzhen took control of his natal object and knocked aggressively on a door.

Soon the familiar-faced Patriarch of the Pima Sect came. As soon as he saw this person, he became furious. He shouted angrily: "Jiang Shangzhen, why don't you get out?! Let's go!" Pima Sect has no shit for you to eat!"

Jiang Shangzhen sat on a railing, overlooking the grumpy old guy, and said with a playful smile: "Don't bother me, tell me if you have anything to say. But you allies of the Pima Sect..."

The ancestor of the Pima Sect stopped talking nonsense and was about to start a fight.

Jiang Shangzhen quickly raised his hands and said seriously: "I have something to talk to your sect master Zhu Quan, and of course the guest staying on your mountain. It's best to let them come here to chat."

The ancestor has already mastered the natal object. Judging from the posture, it is not as simple as stretching his muscles and bones.

Jiang Shangzhen lightly tapped the railing with both hands and said helplessly: "This is a precious property of your Pima Sect. Isn't it your loss after being beaten back and forth?"

The ancestor sneered. When the natal wooden tablet appeared, there were four heavenly king statues and gods standing around. Their limbs moved slowly, and golden light continued to condense in their eyes.

Jiang Shangzhen was afraid that monk Luzhou from Beiju would play with this, so he just wanted to stop fighting first.

If it were back then, Jiang Shangzhen would have done this. At that time, Jiang Shangzhen was just aAlthough he is in the Golden Core realm, he dares to claim that he is the best at initiating trouble, the best at fighting and swearing, and the best at running away when an opportunity arises. He calls himself the leader of the three. But during this trip to Luzhou, Beiju, Jiang Shang really had no intention of returning to the world.

Jiang Shangzhen glanced at the height and breathed a sigh of relief.

In a sea of ​​clouds high in the secret realm, the embroidered shoes of the sect master Zhu Quan appeared again. At first they were as big as a hill, blocking out the sky and the sun, but they returned to their normal size the moment they landed.

There is also Chen Pingan beside Zhu Quan.

The two people appeared in the top corridor of this towering attic.

Zhu Quan asked the ancestor to return to Muyi Mountain.

The ancestor cursed and put away his natal objects and the four heavenly king statues and gods.

Jiang Shangzhen laughed loudly and jumped off the railing, "Xiaoquan'er, they say that one day is like three autumns apart. It's like we haven't seen each other for ten years. Do you miss me? I know, it must be half the time. You don’t even want to, right?”

Zhu Quan didn’t bother to look at him and said to Chen Pingan: “Don’t worry, I will come over and kill this pervert if there is any trouble. It’s even more exciting to watch the city in Pingjing.”

Jiang Shangzhen didn’t take it seriously. He leaned against the railing and used his hand as a fan to fan the wind gently. He said with a smile: “Xiaoquan’er is just as lively and cute as before. "

Zhuquan disappeared in a flash, returning to Muyi Mountain from the sea of ​​clouds.

As soon as the Patriarch of the Pima Sect and the Sect Master Zhu Quan left, Jiang Shangzhen waved his sleeves, and strange magic weapons appeared one after another from his sleeves, which actually sealed the Yunhai Gate leading directly to Muyi Mountain. , and the other eight small mural doors.

Then from the side of the sea of ​​clouds, Zhu Quan’s voice was blurred and he said, “Jiang Shangzhen, are you looking for a chop?” Then the sea of ​​clouds shook. It was probably Zhu Quan who started to break down the door on the Muyi Mountain side.

Jiang Shangzhen waved his sleeves again, and pieces of magic weapons with dazzling brilliance flew out of his sleeves, completely blocking the door to the sea of ​​clouds, and then swore loudly: "If I commit murder here, I will be killed." I'll beat you to Zhu Quan when you go out, okay?"

Chen Ping'an was indifferent to this. He picked up a bottle of wine, threw it at Jiang Shangzhen and said, "Thank you."

Jiang Shangzhen no longer had the joking expression before, and sighed: "I'm very curious, did you guess who attacked you?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Isn't it Gao Cheng? "

For the first time, Jiang Shangzhen didn't make any jokes, just stared at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan jumped up slightly and sat on the railing. Jiang Shangzhen also sat aside, drinking each other.

Chen Pingan said: "If you ask that, I am really sure."

Jiang Shangzhen said doubtfully: "Then I am even more puzzled. I have inquired through various channels. Given your past, it stands to reason that you would not have such a deep relationship with her."

Chen Ping'an said a digression first, "Sect Master Zhu told me before, Bailong. After Chengpu Lu drew his sword to Gao Cheng, he replied to her, "A swordsman's actions are unrestricted by heaven and earth." This is really a good thing to say.. ”

Jiang Shangzhen took a big sip of wine, his cheeks moved slightly, making a gurgling sound, as if gargling, then he raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp.

Jiang Shangzhen raised his head and drank again. I took a sip of wine and swallowed it without haste.

I just lost a broken net worth seventy or eighty Guyu coins in the ghost valley, but I watched such a good show from beginning to end. , It’s not a loss at all.

Did you talk about money with me, Jiang Shangzhen, to humiliate me?

“The reason why I’m involved with He Xiaoliang is unclear. "

Chen Ping'an had no expression on his face and said slowly: "It was Lu Chen, that bastard, who tricked me. ”

Jiang Shangzhen spit out a mouthful of wine.

(End of this chapter)