Chapter 504: The Sword Immortal is in the Hands of the Sword Immortal

When the man in green shirt grabbed the golden body of the owner of Shazao Creek Channel, the Lord of Cangjun Lake had an angry look on his face, as if he would take action in anger at any time, and even went ashore to fight.

But when the man smashed the golden body of a river god with one punch, Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, felt calm and his expression was dull. Facing the foreigner who looked like he was riding on a horse, Yin Hou raised his He raised his hand and put his fingers together. Two rays of light, one light gold and one green, condensed like small snakes respectively, entwining themselves on the fingertips. Yin Hou shook his hand gently, and mist rose from the surface of Cangyun Lake with him as the center. Green smoke billowed, instantly covering a hundred feet of water.

On the other side of the ferry, not to mention Du Yu in Ghost Ax Palace, even if Yan Qing turned his energy and looked at it intently, all he could see was a vast expanse of fog, and there was no more Hujun and Cangyun Lake. With the figure of the civil servants and generals of Dragon Palace, the ancestor of his Baodong Fairyland seemed to have controlled the master's important treasure. A burst of treasure light loomed, protecting all the fellow monks, and then began to retreat slowly, probably leaving the battlefield completely to the lake. Jun Yinhou's side.

On the edge of the water mist, a pale golden python and a green snake were circling continuously. Both sides flew tail by tail, like dragons moving clouds and raining, adding to the mist on the lake.

Yan Qing only knew that this was one of the natal magical powers of a man who had achieved the Great Way of Water. It was not just a simple blind trick, but a prison similar to a talisman array. Once a monk or a pure martial artist was detained in it, , which can consume the Qifu spiritual energy and pure true energy respectively. It is a water grinding method that can be used both offensively and defensively.

Du Yu always stood on the same spot and glanced at the messy ferry in front of him. It collapsed into a mess. Only the ground on the side of the bamboo box and hiking poles was still intact.

Senior is really a genius.

What does this mean? This shows that the senior has not yet used his full strength when he puts his foot on the ground.

Yan Qing waved his sleeves and scattered the dust from the ferry.

But her eyes were always staring at the movement on the other side of Cangjun Lake. The vast formation of water mist with a radius of hundreds of feet suddenly became like a fishing net being pulled up by someone, and became only more than ten feet. Big and small, but the water mist also became thicker and thicker like water. The golden python and the green giant snake actually crashed into the formation one on the left and one on the right.

Yan Qing sighed in his heart. After all, it was a battle on Cangyun Lake. The Lord of the Lake, Yinhou, took advantage of the right time and place. Another confidant, the River God, paid the price with his life to block the man's forward momentum and lost the battle. If you strike first, that person's situation will only get worse. The Lord of the Lake Yinhou has been able to stand firm in the Yinping Kingdom for thousands of years. As the Water God, he is on an equal footing with the Lord of the Five Mountains of the country. It is no wonder that the ancestor of the sect would choose the Dragon Palace as the last place to stay during his trip to the city.

Yan Qing glanced at Du Yu and saw a calm expression on his face.

Du Yu noticed Yan Qing's gaze, turned around and smiled, "A small pond cannot trap my brother Chen who can turn the world upside down with just a sneeze."

Yan Qing sneered.

Let’s see if you can still say this disgusting flattery after the war ends.

BaodongThe monks in the Immortal Realm have withdrawn from the battlefield more than a hundred feet away. The founder Fan Weiran still has not put away the magical power of the mountain-protecting treasure. I saw golden light overflowing from the golden crown on the head of the old woman, shining in all directions. A person who seemed to be hanging appeared next to the old woman. The celestial female official in the statue has a blurred face, a body covered with golden light, and a graceful figure. This ethereal golden maid has fluttering sleeves and reaches out to hold up a fairy canopy to protect all the Baodong fairyland monks. The lake below Fan Weiran's feet is It has frozen, as if creating a temporary ferry for people to stand on.

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the Patriarch has no intention of getting involved in tonight’s fight.

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, is still standing where he is, but the two remaining river gods have already led people away. Looking at the direction, they are heading back home. The owner of the Shaoxi Canal is also feeling like he has been granted amnesty. Not to mention, it seemed to be a blessing in disguise, with a face that couldn't hide the joy, and using his magical power, it turned into a ball of water mist and quickly swept towards the direction of his Shaoxi River Canal.

Yan Qing knew full well that Cangjun Lake was going to mobilize a large number of troops to kill that man.

Yin Hou still had that leisurely air and smiled at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing turned a blind eye.

There are strange phenomena happening on the lake.

In the formation cage covering the lake, a golden thread suddenly appeared, and then the water formation exploded, melting into the lake like ice melting into water.

The guest in green shirt put his hands behind his back, also put his fingers together, facing Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, with his back to the ferry.

The man pinched a golden fairy treasure basket between his fingers and burned it for less than half.

Yan Qing was puzzled.

Just a barrier-breaking charm?

Is there such a powerful barrier-breaking talisman in the world?

Not only did this break the Lake Lord Yin Hou’s formation, but from the direction of Yan Qing and Du Yu’s ferry, he also saw the man’s hand behind his back, clenching his fist lightly, and revealing a light gold , one green and two small snakes' tails.

The Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, was not surprised at all when he saw the vision. He smiled and said, "What does this foreign immortal think of the appetizers served by Cangjun Lake?"

Chen Ping'an looked around. The two river gods and the master of Shaoxi Channel should have returned to their respective jurisdictions. Starting from the source of the three rivers, they continued to build momentum downstream to help the lake master lay out a real killing array.

If he hadn't noticed the movement outside, Chen Ping'an wouldn't have minded staying in the formation, just enjoying the cool air and admiring the moon. After all, the two water-carrying snakes and pythons owned by Yin Hou, the Lord of the Lake, after a little practice , it is not the shabby handiwork of the owner of Shaoxi River who came up with four taels of water transportation essence. After weighing it, I found that each weighed at least one kilogram. He was worthy of being the king of the lake, and his background was far beyond that of the little canal owner He Po.

Chen Pingan temporarily gave up his plan to completely refine the two water-transporting snakes and pythons. The two gleams of light in his hands behind his back disappeared in an instant, and he was detained outside the gate of Shui Mansion.

If there is really a backhand plan to cause a little pain to his body, mind and soul, considering the ability of the Lake Lord Yinhou, Chen Ping'an will admit that he is in trouble.

The small world of human lifeWithin the Qi Mansion, two water snakes and pythons were entrenched outside the gate of the Water Mansion, shivering.

A fire dragon came madly, raised its head high, and coldly looked down at these two bastards who were inferior to ants. It gently rubbed the ground with one of its paws. If it weren't for the familiar refining aura on them, it would be gone with one paw.

The gate of Shuifu opened instantly and then closed suddenly.

It turned out that two boys in green picked up the golden python and green snake and ran away.

The fire dragon manifested by the pure Qi of the martial artist moved its huge body, turned around slowly, and left leisurely.

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, opened his palm and found a fragment of the golden body, which was all the relics of the Muhan River God after his death.

There is also a bigger one. After the first punch, the two golden body fragments collapsed and spattered out. The one the size of a thumb has been snatched into the sleeve of the man in green shirt. If Yin Hou hadn't taken action, If you grab it quickly, this golden essence may also become that person's bag.

Yin Hou shook his head slightly and sighed. Although the Muhan River God had the lowest combat power among the three river gods, he was the most loyal. It was early for him to follow him. Since Shaoxi With the qualifications of the canal owner and the understanding of the owner of Zaoxi Canal, it was a pity that he died like this. It was even more pity that he was left with only such a fragment of his golden body after his death. If you add the slightly larger one, you may be able to increase your cultivation by a hundred years.

The fragment of the golden body sank into the palm of Yin Hou's hand, and he planned to slowly refine it after the battle. This was an unexpected surprise.

It doesn’t matter if a so-called general died. He can just ask the Emperor of Ping State for an order to be enthroned. Anyway, the right-hand man of the River God is already ready to make a move and covet the position of the River God. It's been two days. Otherwise, where did the few extra rare treasures in my daughter's boudoir come from?

This Mu Hanhe River God has secretly kept two beautiful maids with good qualifications in the past hundred years. They are so beautiful that the Dragon Palace really wants to care about them. Death is not a pity, but it is him. Mr. Hu is generous and does not want to chill the hearts of all the soldiers.

Chen Pingan glanced at the monks in Baodong Wonderland further away, and made it clear that he wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. In fact, he was a little helpless. It seemed that he wanted to make a lot of money, but he was a little hung up. Why don’t these Immortal Masters of Genealogy have the chivalrous heart to draw out their swords to help when they see injustice? They say they are soft-spoken, but they just exchanged glasses at the Dragon Palace banquet, and now they are turning their backs on each other? Isn’t it too difficult for you to just throw a few magic weapons here and try your skills?

For this group of immortal monks, Chen Ping'an didn't want to be too hostile.

Cangjun Lake is different.

The deities of mountains and rivers take the initiative to do evil and cause trouble, and the cultivators of Taoism do no good and ignore the world. They are two completely different situations.

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, saw that the man had made no movement and asked: "Do you want to be kind?"

Chen Pingan replied: "Wait until the main course is served."< /p>

Yin Hou laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, so refreshing!"

Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes.

Having been in charge of the water transportation of Cangjun Lake for thousands of years, the jurisdiction is as big as those small vassal states in Beiju Luzhou. You must have been looking at the world with such a smile for so many years? After becoming a spirit, attaining the righteousness of the Tao, and cultivating the water god method, you have never shed a tear in your life, right?

There was no ripple on the lake.

A cyan figure appeared in front of Cangjun Lake.

Yin Hou, who was wearing a luxurious purple dragon robe, hesitated for a moment and did not choose to dodge, intending to test the strength of the fist of the "Sword Immortal" in front of him.

Stretch out a hand and block it in front of you.

That "colorful purple" dragon robe is a robe that the Lake Lord spent a lot of immortal money to carefully refine. It is a genuine magic weapon. It is both a treasure in Huangyue City and Baodong Wonderland. A first-class treasure from the Immortal Family. The so-called family wealth depends on how many magic weapons the sect has at the top of the mountain of the Xian family. He, the Lord of the Lake, and the righteous gods of the mountains, have a few orthodox gods in their hands who can arbitrarily arrange the positions of their confidants.

What a heavy force.

A swimming dragon on the robe collapsed on the spot.

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, took advantage of the situation and slid backwards a few feet.

Could he be a great master of martial arts in the Golden Body Realm? The so-called identity of the Sword Immortal is just a cover-up used to spread suspicion at Narcissus Temple?

However, Yin Hou remained calm. He raised his hand again and received another punch. This time, two water dragons exploded from his body. But what is a robe? This beautiful thing is the dragons bred by the spiritual energy. They can gather and disperse at will. Even if one or two robes of dragons are temporarily broken, they can still reshape the golden body instantly like the gods without damaging the foundation of the avenue. . If it were just the strength of these two punches, Yin Hou would be sure to make this person punch more than a hundred times. Then we will see whether it is his robe that is so magical or the pure Qi of yours that lasts longer.

The third punch has arrived.

The robe simultaneously exploded two dragons wandering on the sleeves.

Yin Hou looked a little solemn.

I was about to consider whether to use my magical power to escape. After all, instead of teasing each other like this, the two rivers and one canal were already established. The three golden gods were about to pour water into Cangyun Lake. There was no need for him at all. Hu Jun, whose status is as noble as a human emperor, was personally involved in the danger. If he didn't want to show off his grace as the Lord of the Lake in front of the fairy Yan Qing, it would be difficult for this person to get close to him on the surface of Cangjun Lake.

After being knocked back by a punch, Yin Hou, who had been hovering a few feet above the lake, stepped quietly into the lake with a slight smile, full of sarcasm.

Another punch comes.

A piece of ice-like statue of Lake Lord suddenly shattered.

The Lord of the Lake, Yinhou, stood in the water a few feet away from the lake. He put his hands behind his back, shook his wrists, and stretched his muscles. He was indeed a pure martial artist. No wonder he dared to do whatever he wanted and fight randomly. Kill his own canal owner and river god.

Yin Hou felt as if he was hit hard by a heavy hammer on his back, and his fist tilted upward, causing the Lord of the Lake to break through the water and fly into the air.

Fortunately, only the six pieces on the purple robe were broken.A dragon.

If the nine dragons collapse at the same time, the robe will be temporarily useless.

This is similar to the divine Chenglu armor transformed from the most precious armor pill of the military strategist.

One punch to the head.

A loud bell-like sound sounded in the air.

As soon as Yin Hou left Cangjun Lake, he crashed into the lake again.

Although Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, was not physically damaged, he felt that these two punches were a great humiliation in his life.

Then under the lake.

Suppose a series of dull winter thunders occur under the water of Cangjun Lake.

The lake is turbulent.

When the big waves approached the golden maid holding the canopy, they seemed to be blocked by the high wall of the city and turned into powder. The waves were layer upon layer, and were blocked by the golden light, like countless A snow-white pearl flicks randomly.

Fan Weiran smiled and said: "Go ashore and watch the battle."

The ice beneath the feet that carried everyone was suspended in the air, and they headed for the ferry at lightning speed.

The old woman is said to be one and the same in Baodong Wonderland, and no monk has any objection at the moment.

Only the weird-tempered second ancestor, the preacher of Fairy Yan Qing, dared to contradict Fan Weiran.

As the ice approached the ferry, without Fan Weiran's spiritual energy to control it, it suddenly dissipated and turned into water into the lake.

The monk floated to the ground with his ancestor Fan Weiran, and came to the almost ruined ferry.

After the group of immortal masters approached the ferry, Du Yu gritted his teeth, tiptoed, and rushed to the bookcase and hiking stick, holding down the handle of the knife at his waist.

Fan Weiran just glanced at this soldier's disciple from Ghost Ax Palace and led others to pass him by.

The golden woman who was holding up the treasure cover seemed to have a similar mind and glanced at Du Yu.

Du Yu’s teeth were chattering, and he stood beside the hiking pole with his body tensed, motionless.

This tall old woman is the second highest ranking monk among the monks on the mountain in more than ten countries.

And the strength is almost the same as that of the city lord of Huangyue City who sits in the first place.

Furthermore, Fan Weiran is famous for her bad temper. In the early years before she became the master of the Baodong Fairyland Sect, as long as she led a team to travel down the mountain, there was never a time when several monks were not killed. , as for the martial arts warriors who were down on their luck, there were even more of them. Fan Weiran also liked to kill his enemies. Once, a master of the Six Realms Jianghu who offended the disciples traveling in Baodong Wonderland was approached by Fan Weiran and knocked to the ground with a magic weapon. The old woman stood next to the guy and stepped on him one step at a time, from feet to head, trampling him into a puddle of flesh.

Fan Weiran raised his finger and lightly tapped the golden crown on his head. All the golden light flowed back to the golden crown, and the golden maid and the canopy in his hand disappeared.

Yan Qing bowed and said: "Yan Qing pays homage to the ancestor."

Fan Weiran looked kind and gently poked Yan Qing's forehead with his finger, pretending to be angry: "You This little girl is so brave, daring to fight with such a vicious foreignerPeople walk all the way. "

Yan Qing was speechless and stood with his hands tied.

Fan Weiran turned around and looked at Cangjun Lake, telling Yan Qing with the ripples in the lake in his heart, "The show is about to begin. Being able to beat Marquis Yin to such an extent that his illusion of the human body was completely destroyed and his true body was revealed, he must be a master of the Golden Body Realm. It is so rare that the legendary golden warrior has not been seen in the rivers and lakes of more than ten countries under the mountain for two hundred years. Yan Yatou, when fighting this person, you must be careful. Don't get close to him. Don't imitate Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, who blindly relies on others. You will suffer. Isn't it stupid to put aside magic and magic weapons and compete with the warrior with bare hands and strength? "

Yan Qing nodded.

Fan Weiran added: "What's more, that Lake Lord is born with a strong physical body. He is not comparable to us Qi practitioners. He is a beast, with rough skin and flesh. thick. ”

A huge python with a length of one hundred feet suddenly appeared on the lake. It had already grown four claws, raised its head high, opened its big mouth, and spit out a pillar of green light towards the lake.

The figure in a green shirt raised a palm and blocked the powerful beam of light.

The gorgeous picture was like a bright moon on the sea.

Yan Qing silently took in the picture.

Fan Weiran sneered and said: "It's not bad for a warrior with a golden body to fight against a god with a golden body. It's a worthwhile trip. "

At the same time, where the two rivers and one canal entered the lake, three water dragons of tens of feet appeared at the same time. The two yellow water dragons were larger, and the dark black water dragon was the most petite and exquisite.

Only the eyes of the three water dragons controlled by the golden bodies of the water gods showed a faint golden color.

Not only did the three water dragons rush to help, but the entire territory of Cangjun Lake also appeared. The large and small water veins have begun to tremble and twist, being used by the Lord of the Lake Yinhou and the three golden gods of One Canal and Two Rivers.

Tonight, the real flood on Cangyun Lake is now. The huge waves surged into the sky.

The majestic battlefield continued to move away from the ferry and moved towards the center of Cangjun Lake.

A disciple of Fan Weiran chuckled: "Master. , this guy was very knowledgeable, and he was afraid that the water would splash even a little bit on the master, so he ran away by himself. "

Another tall male monk echoed: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. I have completely angered the Lord of the Lake Yinhou. Life and death are uncertain. If I continue to enmity with my ancestor, I will seek death." ”

Du Yu, who has a thorn on his back, is like a wooden pestle at the front of the ferry.

More like a hiking stick than the green hiking stick.< /p>

An unattainable fairy Yan Qing can make Du Yu and Ghost Ax Palace suffer, let alone a mountain monk like Fan Weiran who is invincible in magic.

Fan Weiran turned his head and said with a smile: "Yan Yatou, don't be restrained, just step forward. ”

Yan Qing, who abides by the hierarchy of his master’s family and his seniority, took a step forward and stood side by side with his ancestor.

The old woman Fan Weiran looked happy, but in fact she was not as relaxed as she appeared.

There are some things, even if the cultivation level of Lake Lord Yinhou is not low, as long as he does not stand in that position, he will still be blind.

The old woman raised her head and looked into the night.

Only myself and Ye Han, the lord of Huangyue City, can see the strange light of the scales and half claws.

So the junior sister has always been worried that she will have a grudge against her favorite disciple Yan Qing, and may even secretly hinder Yan Qing's climb to the great road. For this reason, guarding against her senior sister is like guarding against thieves.

Fan Weiran found it a bit funny.

A young girl with a charming appearance suddenly whispered: "Grandma, that person seems to be just practicing boxing, deliberately using those snakes and pythons to temper his body."

Fan Weiran waved, and the girl jumped up to the old woman, raised her head, and said innocently: "Really, grandma, I won't lie to you."

The tall Fan Weiran Bending slightly and rubbing the little girl's head, the old woman lowered her head and stared into her beautiful eyes with a faint glimmer of light. She smiled and said, "My Cui girl is very talented and quite good. When she grows up, she might be able to do it." Just like you, Aunt Yan, she has great potential and has gone down the mountain to gain experience. No matter where she goes, she is a fairy daughter that attracts everyone's attention."

Yan Qing smiled at the girl.

The girl glanced at Yan Qing, tangled her hands together, lowered her head, and said embarrassedly: "I'm not as good-looking as Senior Aunt Yan."

Fan Weiran laughed.

The girl became more and more shy.

Yan Qing gently pinched the girl's ear.

This is a rare act of intimacy shown by Yan Qing.

After Fan Weiran smiled, he looked at Cangjun Lake in the distance, with a solemn look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "In this case, we have to think carefully about it."

A sect's Signs of decline often begin with the lack of success.

In this regard, Huangyue City is not bad, after all, there is a He Luzheng scene, but my own Baodong Wonderland is better.

In addition to Yan Qing, this Cui girl, plus his eldest disciple who has been in seclusion for ten years, will be the pillars of Baodong Wonderland in the future.

Yan Qing was shocked.

Why did that man hide his clumsiness and stand still despite making up his mind

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The Patriarch Fan, who was watching, moved instead. A murderous intention?

On Cangjun Lake, an island was plowed out a huge ravine by the snake python, the true form of the lake lord Yinhou, with its big tail.

Wearing a green shirt, he only punched away the enemy every time.

More than enough to protect itself, but weak to attack.

Seeing that he had no power to fight back, he smashed the golden back of Muhan River God with one punch, and then forced the Lord of the Lake to reveal his true form. It should have been exhausted in one go.

This caused the three water dragons in two rivers and one canal that were originally hidden to fight more and more.It was getting more and more hearty, and everyone was becoming more ferocious.

In the distance of Cangjun Lake, the shouts of the Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, sounded, "Old Ancestor Fan, as long as you help me kill this beast, I will give that purple robe to Baodong Wonderland. !”

Fan Weiran smiled and said nothing.

Yan Qing looked up, even if he was running the formula and controlling the aura of the Qi Palace, his eyes were emitting purple light, and he had already shown the atmosphere of "the sun and the moon shine on the furnace, and the eyes are filled with purple smoke". , but Yan Qing still couldn't see clearly. After all, the battlefield was still too far away from the ferry, and she could only see the roaring shadow of the snake and python.

Although Cui Yatou is born with the ability to see some mysterious and mysterious truths, Yan Qing still doesn’t dare to believe that a legendary golden body martial artist can be in the realm of Lake Lord Yinhou On the road, facing the all-out attack from several gods, he still managed to cope with it with ease. If the two sides went ashore to fight, the gods of Cangyun Lake would not have the advantage of the location, so Yan Qing would be a little more convinced.

What's more, for a pure martial artist, if his true energy is exhausted and falls, as long as he is not given a chance to breathe at will, it will almost be a bleak ending that will inevitably lead to death.

How long have the two sides been fighting?

Let’s talk about the physique of a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm. Not only is his Qi as long as a river, but he has truly reached the Buddhist realm of an undefeated Golden Body. He can easily resist the Lord of the Lake and three water dragons. Joint attack?

In the distance, the voice of Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, was like rolling thunder, coming from the ferry, "Fan Weiran! I will add another river god of Muhan River and give it to you Baodong Wonderland!"< /p>

Fan Weiran said loudly: "If I didn't have old eyesight, it seems that the owner of Zaoxi River is also dead?"

On Cangjun Lake, in addition to the earth-shattering huge waves, the Lord of the Lake Yinhou No more words came.

Although Yan Qing ignores the worldly affairs, the territory under the jurisdiction of Cangjun Lake only has three rivers and two canals as vassals. Handing over a river god is already considered sincerity. If he takes out another algae, The water god of Xiqu, together with Shaoxi Qu, is already abandoned. If Yinhou, Lord of the Lake, really agrees, it will be like driving two thorns in his side and a thorn in his flesh. One canal and one river, two orthodox gods of Yinping Kingdom, and there are treasures. With Dong Fairyland as a backer, Hujun Yinhou completely lost the right to kill at will. How can he allow others to snore on the side of the bed? Hujun Yinhou naturally understands this truth, not to mention that it will also involve the foundation of the avenue and divide Cangyun. The lake has a lot of good fortune, and Yan Qing would never agree to it rashly.

Yan Qing asked from the bottom of his heart: "Ancestor, do you really want to win two Cangjun Lake water god positions in one go?"

Fan Weiran smiled and said: "Don't be so arrogant. Price, even if Marquis Yin obediently handed over the throne of Mu Hanhe, he would still be very angry. With Marquis Yin’s power and skills, he would definitely suppress the Xinhe God and turn him into a waste. We in Baodong Wonderland don’t have that much free time, every day Listening to the complaints of a river god from another country, will you care or ignore it?"

Yan Qing nodded and said: "Ancestor has a vision."

Fan Weiran grabbed Yan Qing. A slender jade hand as white as lotus root, the old woman held it with one hand, patted the back of her hand with the other, and said with emotion: "Yan Yatou, you have heard and understood these common things, forget it, just practice with peace of mind, cultivate your soul and potential to realize the great road."

Yan Qing hummed.

Fan Weiran let go of his hand and said confidently: "Maybe the harvest will be better than what I expected."

As expected.

Within less than half a stick of incense, Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, loudly said again: "Old Ancestor Fan, I will give you the position of the master of the Zaoxi canal! If you don't agree again, you will have to push further. In the future, Cangyun Lake and You Baodong Immortal Realm monks have no friendship at all!"

This time, his voice was no longer as calm as before, and he was gritting his teeth, obviously a little angry.

Fan Weiran smiled slightly and whispered to Yan Qing: "How is it?"

Yan Qing looked complicated and said softly: "Ancestor, be careful."

"Yan Yatou, you probably don't know how the last golden body warrior died in the history of dozens of countries. When you return to the master's door, you can ask your master. That was my junior sister and the city lord of Huangyue City. The battle for fame."

Fan Weiran laughed and turned into a rainbow.

Yan Qing frowned.

Du Yu still stood there honestly, silently praying to God and worshiping Buddha in his heart.

When heading towards Cangjun Lake with a rainbow hanging above his head, Du Yu felt that it was of little use. However, if he had three sticks of incense on hand, Du Yu would really put them on the ground.

On a small island that was almost flattened.

The huge true body of Lake Lord Yinhou slowly swam around the island.

The water dragons controlled by the golden bodies of the two river gods were already red-eyed, and they were frantically killing the cyan figure on the island.

As for the dark black water dragon controlled by the owner of Shaoxi Canal, it is floating on the lake outside the island. The skin of the canal owner hidden in the Dragon Palace is teetering on a futon. This Shaoxi Canal owner The master's face was as white as snow, and he felt like all the bones in his body were about to be broken.

The two river gods nearby stood on the futon, closing their eyes and concentrating. The golden light flowed through their bodies, and the water transport aura of the Dragon Palace continued to pour into the golden bodies.

It’s just that the skin is here so that the tower near the water can absorb the abundant water transport of the Dragon Palace. The real golden bodies of the three river water gods have been completely integrated into the three water dragons.

A water dragon hit the man in green shirt with its huge head.

But a palm pressed against his head, preventing him from moving forward at all.

The man smiled and said: "Are you a little tired? How about me?"

Chen Ping'an twisted out a Jade Clear Light Talisman secretly made by Yunxiao Palace of Chongxuan Department. After reciting the mantra silently, he threw it into the sky.

Shine the light.

For example, one day the sun shines brightly into the darkness.

Because there is no deliberate pursuit of a wide range, the detention of this island becomes even more solid and indestructible.

The water dragon incarnated as a river god wanted to shake its head and retreat.

In an upright positionThe palm that was resisting the attack on the head was gently twisted as the man in green shirt stepped on the ground, and moved forward with the hand knife.

Cut a line and disembowel the water dragon, which is dominated by the golden body of the river god, from its head.

When the man stood still, a slightly larger golden body fragment appeared in his hand.

The skin of the River God that transformed into a human form in the Dragon Palace suddenly withered and turned into ashes.

The other water dragon was confused at first, and then ran away crazily. But when it hit the dazzling wall, its head suddenly shattered with several cracks on the spot. It endured the severe pain and thought... If you want to dig through the ground and escape, you only need to drill through the mountain roots of the island. Once you get close to the water, you will have a chance to escape.

But the next moment, it felt as if it had been hit hard on the head, and it slid forward close to the ground of the island, forcibly opening a deep ditch for the water dragon.

The man in green shirt who came to the top of the faucet with a negative sword punched it down.

The entire island shuddered, splashing countless dust, and the lake water that was originally turbulent against the shore started to ripple in the opposite direction.

Another fragment of the River God’s golden body was held in the man’s hand.

Take another look.

The Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, disappeared unexpectedly.

This is normal, it is just a small means to defeat each one. If the Lake Lord breaks into the range of the talisman formation, there will be a more valuable talisman waiting in his sleeve, and he will just give it to Cangyun Lake. main course.

Out of the corner of his eye, Chen Pingan caught a glimpse of the little ink-colored water dragon floating on the lake, pretending to be dead. It swung its tail and crashed into the lake, causing a large splash of water.

Chen Pingan swatted the sword gourd and flew away with the flying sword fifteen.

Chen Ping'an looked towards a place, which was the direction in which the Lord of the Lake, Yin Hou, was escaping.

The sword fairy behind him unsheathed itself by two or three inches.

Chen Pingan squinted his eyes, looked at the thick sea of ​​clouds that were constantly accumulating, and said in a deep voice: "Go back!"

The sword immortal returned to his sheath with a clang.

There seems to be some resentment.

Chen Ping'an swayed slightly backward, but he didn't care about the sword for the time being.

Chen Pingan reached out and grabbed the Yuqing Light Talisman in his hand. Most of the immortal talismans had this problem. It was difficult to open the door and close the door. Once the talisman was opened, they could only watch and let it go. As the talisman light spreads between heaven and earth, the monks can only slow down the fragmentation of the talisman and the loss of spiritual energy, but they cannot completely stop the burning of a high-quality talisman. However, this talisman, after closing the door, even if it has become a house leaking from all sides, as long as it is not used again, it should not be difficult to survive for ten years.

The Lord of Cangjun Lake had his own way to get him to come ashore obediently and do business with him, but it would take a little time. But the greater possibility is that he took the initiative to dock. Bad people who live long and climb high are often not stupid. This is a very helpless thing.

As for Feijian Fifteen, he just followed the owner of Shaoxi Canal without seeking to kill the enemy.

Now that you know the approximate location of the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake, the cost of doing business will increase.big.

Chen Ping'an turned to look into the sky and asked with a smile: "What are you doing here, grandma? Are you afraid that I can't swim and can't return to the ferry?"

Ancestor Fan Weiran was filled with anger. This Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, actually ran away on his own and used himself to top the vat! If he hadn't sensed that he was about to arrive, this unfathomable young man would never have stopped temporarily and given up chasing Yin Hou.

Well, I dared to threaten not to deal with the monks of Baodong Fairyland before. In the next hundred years, I will see whether it is the depth of your Cangjun Lake or the magic skills of our children of Baodong Fairyland. . It just so happens that my junior sister is destined to be hopeless, so I asked her to bring people here to confront you Cangjun Lake monsters for a hundred years!

Looking at the young man who was talking politely, he had one hand in his sleeve, but his two fingers were twirling the terrifying talisman, just enough to reveal a little golden light.

Fan Weiran hovered in the wind at the junction of the island and Cangjun Lake, glanced at the vermilion wine bottle hanging on the man's waist, and said with a smile: "He is really a swordsman, and he is so Young, really surprising."

Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd, drank some water, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "My brother Du Yu, along the way, talked about Cang Yun. There are a lot of dirty things in the lake. When I talk about your Baodong Wonderland, I sincerely respect and admire you, so I won’t argue with you about tonight, otherwise you will have to spend money to watch such a good show. ”

Fan Weiran sneered in his heart.

Suddenly he found that the man was staring at him, and he slowly said: "So please get out."

Fan Weiran's face was gloomy, his sleeves were bulging, and he was hunting. Sound.

Fan Weiran suddenly smiled and said, "The days are long, and I wish this little foreign swordsman a smooth trip. If you are willing, you can visit our Baodong Wonderland as a guest."

Then the person asked a strange question: "Is your ancestral hall very solid?"

Fan Weiran somehow understood that this was not a good thing, but when she had made up her mind, she had no further questions. Hesitating and tangled, he smiled and said: "In the future, the little sword fairy will know it as soon as he sees it."

The old woman returned to the ferry in the wind.

Chen Pingan raised his head and glanced at the dark sea of ​​clouds that had not yet dispersed.

Except for the physical collision of the Lord of the Lake Yinhou, which was just fine, the collision of the other three water dragons really did not benefit the body at all.

Chen Pingan left his sword gourd aside and stood for a moment. Then he tiptoed and jumped out of the island boundary. He stepped on the water of Cangjun Lake. His body turned into a wisp of green smoke and touched the water again and again. , heading to the ferry.

When Chen Pingan jumped onto the ferry, the old woman and the monks from Baodong Wonderland had already left.

Du Yu was still wearing the nectar armor of the god, holding a knife with one hand, and stood there holding the bamboo box, bamboo hat and hiking staff as the door god.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You are so loyal?"

Du Yu wiped his face hard. The wind and rain made his whole face a little stiff. , wink, rub hands together, smileBrilliant.

It's not that he doesn't want to say a few flattering words, but Du Yu racked his brains and couldn't come up with a beautiful word to suit the occasion. He felt that the good words in his manuscript were not worthy of the peerless senior in front of him. Style.

Chen Pingan gently smoothed the rolled-up sleeve, put on the bamboo hat again, carried the bookcase on his back, and pulled out his hiking stick.

Just as Du Yu was about to move, his legs actually felt numb.

As the little doorkeeper of Ghost Ax Palace, I should be regarded as conscientious and hardworking without any credit, right?

Senior, you are an old god on the mountain with piercing eyes, so you must be a little concerned about me.

Chen Ping'an was walking in front, and Du Yu quickly put away the nectar armor, turned it into a military armor pill and put it in his sleeve. With his footsteps like the wind, he followed his senior and asked softly: "Senior, Now that we have successfully repelled the water gods of Cangjun Lake and driven away the monks from Baodong Wonderland, what should we do next? Should we go to the temples of the two river gods to cause trouble, or should we go to Suijia City to rob the aliens? "Treasure?"

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "We?"

As for whether the word "repulse" is accurate, Chen Pingan didn't bother to explain.

Du Yu laughed, not embarrassed at all.

It's just that the heat is measured, and then Du Yu stopped nagging.

After just walking for a while, Du Yu couldn't help but ask: "Senior, are we going to the water temple of the owner of Zaoxi Canal?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I'm going to rest there for a few days, waiting for Mr. Hu to come ashore to talk to me about business."

Du Yu said oh, not daring to ask any more questions.

Returning to the Water God Temple along the original route, all the maids, maids, and servants in the house, whether they were ghosts or living people, had all fallen to pieces and scattered.

Chen Ping'an came to the door of the inner house where the plaque "Green water flows forever" was hung, and put it among the things nearby. Although the owner of the Zaoxi canal has died, this unusual plaque is still there. Bred with some water-related spiritual energy, it is most likely the most valuable item in this temple.

Chen Pingan took off the bamboo box and bamboo hat, sat on the lowest step, and asked Du Yu to light a bonfire in the courtyard.

Chen Pingan began to practice sword furnace stake setting.

After the war, it is essential to recuperate and recuperate, otherwise the sequelae will be a long-term hidden danger.

Furthermore, Chen Ping'an also wanted to look inwards to see if the two water-carrying golden pythons and green snakes that had not been fully refined could really benefit the water house.

Du Yu sat cross-legged next to the campfire and carefully glanced at the senior's sitting posture. He had no idea. Practicing the magical powers of the Immortal family is not just about having a shelf.

Besides, it is estimated that given the status of this senior, it must be an extremely advanced technique. Even if he was taught the entire set of formulas, he would still be unable to learn it.

A streak of firefly pierced the night sky and got into the wine bottle on the senior’s waist.

Du Yu silently told himself that there are many strange things, but it’s not surprising.

AboutAfter an hour, Du Yu added dead branches several times.

Then Du Yu discovered that when the senior opened his eyes, he seemed to be in a good mood and had a smile on his face.

Chen Pingan looked up.

The thick sea of ​​clouds that almost enveloped the entire Cangjun Lake boundary has dispersed.

The full moon is in the sky.

Chen Pingan asked: "Du Yu, do you think that no one can change the customs and customs here at Cangjun Lake that have accumulated for thousands of years?"

Du Yu said carelessly: "Unless everything is changed from top to bottom, from the Lake Lord to the Water God of the Three Rivers and Two Canals, especially the Lake Lord of Cangjun Lake must be replaced first to have a chance. I just want to make it like this Such a feat, unless a mountaintop monk like the senior takes action personally and spends at least a few decades here staring at it. Otherwise, according to me, it is better not to change. In fact, Lord Yinhou of Cangjun Lake. , he is still an overlord who doesn’t fish in the river. Those floods and droughts he deliberately caused were just to add a few well-qualified maids to the Dragon Palace. Hundreds of people died each time, and some people with brains were killed every time. The unclear gods of mountains and rivers can't even freely adjust their natal magical powers. Thousands of people died in a sudden crash. If they are more grumpy and frequently get into fights with mountains and rivers, or have enemies with their colleagues, then within their jurisdiction, then This is the real situation where the people are in dire straits and starve to death for thousands of miles. I have traveled around the world for so many years, and I have seen many gods of mountains and rivers, city gods from all over the country, and people who control the land. The common people don't care at all. Masters, local relatives of the princes of the capital, and people with a bit of hope are the ones they focus on."

Chen Ping'an glanced at Du Yu.

Du Yu said with an innocent face: "Senior, I am telling the truth, and it is not me who did those bad things. To put it bluntly, I, Du Yu, did some scandalous things in the world. , it’s not as good as the bits of bad water picked out from under the fingernails of the Lord of Cangjun Lake and the owner of Zaoxi Channel. I know that you, senior, don’t like our ruthless style of the immortal family, but I, Du Yu, in front of senior, just say “take it out”. I don’t dare to deceive even a single word of my words.”

Chen Ping’an smiled.

Du Yu didn't climb up the pole. He didn't feel that he had really fallen into the eyes of the old mountain god, and then he could use the power of a fox to dominate others.

It’s just that you can’t kill yourself with one sleeve if you hold on to death.

Du Yu still has some good eyesight.

Perhaps this is the real mountaintop man, the real ruthless Dao.

Du Yu actually looked up at the moon earlier and felt a little sad. For some reason, after traveling so many times in so many years, he missed his parents for the first time in his life.

However, as soon as the senior opened his eyes, he had to brace himself and be careful to deal with the seemingly understated questions from the senior.

Just think of it as a kind of mental tempering. My parents always said that cultivating the mind of a monk is not that important. Whether it is the ancestral precepts of the master or the preacher's words to his disciples, it is just a talk for the occasion. God's money.The treasures that are close to you, and the immortal magic that is the foundation of the great road, these three are the most important, but you still need a little bit of mind cultivation.

Du Yu plucked up the courage and asked: "Senior, what was the result of the battle on Cangjun Lake?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "As you said, we just fought back. Harmony brings wealth."

Du Yu always felt that this was not the case.

But I no longer have the courage to get to the bottom of it.

I have almost used up all my courage and courage in the rest of my life tonight.

Do I, Du Yu, need to be more heroic to be considered a hero?

Then Chen Pingan began to concentrate on practicing the sword furnace stake setting.

Du Yu began to use the unique secret method of Ghost Ax Palace to slowly fall into concentration and breathe in and out.

At dawn.

Chen Pingan stood up and began to practice six-step walking. He said to Du Yu who hurriedly stood up: "Look around the Canal Master Water Temple to see if there is anything valuable."< /p>

Du Yu nodded and tried his luck to see if he could find a magic weapon or a few small summer coins for his senior.

But the senior suddenly said, "What I call valuable is a piece of snow."

Du Yu was stunned for a moment, mistakenly thinking that he heard wrongly, He asked cautiously: "Senior, are you talking about that little summer coin?"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "With your ears and ears, it's really hard for you to be able to travel all over the world and get to where you are today."

Du Yu suddenly woke up and began to search for land. With his senior by his side, he could dig three feet into the ground, let alone an ownerless Hepo Temple, even the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes and just walked.

It was not until around noon that Du Yu returned with two large parcels on his shoulders, fully loaded with goods.

Chen Pingan said

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: "The valuable bag belongs to me, and the other one belongs to you."< /p>

Du Yu said with a sad face, "Senior, what did I do wrong?"

Chen Ping'an still kept walking and said slowly: "There are rules for practicing practice, and there are rules for traveling in the world. There are rules for doing business, do you understand?"

Du Yu actually didn't understand, but he pretended to understand, and accepted one of the bags with caution no matter what.

However, Du Yu thought for a while, opened the two bags, and put several valuable items in his own bag into his senior's bag.

Chen Ping'an didn't stop him either.

Chen Ping'an stopped his fist, climbed up to the roof of the tallest building, and looked towards the city.

Then Chen Pingan practiced walking on the roof ridges.

Du Yu was puzzled. Why did it look like a martial artist's fist fight instead of some immortal magic?

Du Yu was immediately impressed.

This senior’s behavior is really different., return to nature.

At dusk that day, Du Yu lit a bonfire again, and Chen Ping'an said: "Okay, go to your own country and stay in the temple for a night and a day. All the bystanders have already felt in their hearts Countless."

Du Yu was a little embarrassed.

As expected, my little thoughts cannot escape the eyes of my seniors.

If the two sides separated immediately at the ferry, Du Yu would be afraid that he would not be able to reach Suijia City alive.

Du Yu thought about it and thought it was time to put it away, so he picked up the sack and headed to Suijia City.

Chen Pingan suddenly said: "You stay a little longer."

Du Yu obeyed the order, put the sack, sat cross-legged on the ground, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, In fact, I can also use the secret talismans of the Patriarch's Hall, which is not much inferior to the snow mud talisman and the camel tablet talisman."

Chen Ping'an smiled and waved his hand and said: "My life was hanging by a thread before, you do it. This kind of unethical behavior is nothing. Now that your life is safe, it is not good to use the rules of the master to make yourself better. On the road to cultivation, you must first be a human being."

Du Yu was stunned. On the spot.

He glanced at the sack on the ground.

It seems that until this moment, only a few clues were vaguely caught.

Du Yu clenched his hands into fists and was silent.

Chen Pingan stood up, and Du Yu subconsciously wanted to get up, but Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and pressed down.

Du Yu turned his head and looked around. After a moment, a familiar figure broke into his field of vision.

It’s really beautiful no matter how you look at it.

As expected of Fairy Yan Qing.

Chen Pingan frowned.

Du Yu was a little frightened. Senior, please stop destroying the flower with your hands. Such a handsome fairy is dead. Senior, you are willing to bear it. Junior, I am worried.

Yan Qing asked: "Since we killed three river god canal owners in one go, why did we deliberately let the lake lord Yinhou escape?"

Du Yu couldn't sit still. Quickly reach out and hold the ground.

Chen Pingan asked: "Who gave you the courage to come to me again?"

Yan Qing smiled and said: "A sword who is worried that the falling cloud sea will harm innocent people. Immortal, are you really a murderer? I, Yan Qing, am the first one not to believe it."

Chen Ping'an said, "Do you believe it or not? It's none of my business. I'm trying to persuade you one last time."< /p>

Yan Qing walked straight towards the bonfire.

Du Yu had already moved his buttocks, just in time to observe the changes in his senior's expressions and begin to appreciate the beauty's grace under the moon.

Then Du Yu opened his mouth bit by bit.

A wisp of green smoke swept towards the fairy in white who could compete with the moonlight, and then Yan Qing was lifted up in the air like a little chicken, and swept up to the ridge of a roof together with the green smoke.

The green shirt was on the ridge of the roof. When her body rotated in a circle, the beauty in white followed it and rotated in a larger circle.

Whoosh.

Yan QingThe fairy disappeared.

Chen Pingan jumped off the roof, returned to the steps and sat down.

Du Yu wiped his mouth and swallowed.

Chen Pingan waved his hand, "You can go."

Du Yu was about to say goodbye respectfully.

The senior suddenly showed a look of annoyance and stood up from the ground. The whole temple was shaken by another movement similar to that at the ferry.

Du Yu was a little embarrassed. Should he leave or not? No greeting was given, which is not good. Don't leave, just in case the senior suddenly becomes sympathetic to the beauty and returns here hand in hand with the delicate and delicate Fairy Yan Qing, the moonlit night will be beautiful and the beauty will be even more beautiful...

Du Yu gave himself a slap.

Pick up the sack and start running.

As soon as Du Yu walked out of the water temple gate, he was stunned.

I’m afraid that this senior’s hurrying for some unknown reason was the one who really used all his strength?

From the Water Temple behind the canal to Cangjun Lake.

The figure in the blue shirt has long since disappeared, but the thunder is still heard.

Du Yu sighed heavily.

Chen Pingan landed on the other side of the ferry and narrowed his eyes.

The annoying young female cultivator from Baodong Wonderland has been thrown into Cangjun Lake by herself. She is not seriously injured. At most, she was suffocated for a moment, and she is a little embarrassed.

But when he thought that the Lord of Cangjun Lake was most likely nearby, Chen Pingan had no choice but to rush over. Sure enough, the woman had disappeared after falling into the lake.

Chen Pingan twisted out the Jade Light Talisman with his fingers.

Just when Chen Pingan was about to throw out the fingertip talisman.

The water surface of Cangjun Lake broke open, and the Lake Lord Yinhou, who was wearing a purple dragon robe, walked out. Next to him stood the young woman who seemed to have just escaped from the prison of magic. She stared at the ferry. The man in green shirt next to her had an angry look on her face.

Yin Hou stretched out a palm forward and said with a smile: "Just now, I was worried about the safety of Fairy Yan Qing. The situation was urgent, so I used a small magic technique to try to remove the fairy from entering the lake. That kind of momentum is very offending, so Fairy Yan Qing just went ashore."

Yan Qing's expression was cold, and all the remaining moisture on his body was blown away, and the wind fell on the ferry.

If the culprit had not arrived at the ferry, Yan Qing could not imagine his fate.

Chen Pingan glanced at her and said, "Still not leaving? The tea from the owner of the Zaoxi Canal is delicious. I can't help you. But if you think the water from Cangjun Lake is also delicious, I'd like to I can help."

Yan Qing snorted coldly and traveled far away.

Chen Pingan looked at the wary-looking Lord Cangjun Lake and said with a smile: "You should know very well that if I am determined to kill you, it will not be difficult."

Chen Pingan looked around and remained silent.

The feet of the Marquis of Yin beginFinally submerged in the water.

Not only that, but the skies over the entire Cangjun Lake and all waters under its jurisdiction began to become dense with dark clouds again.

Chen Pingan asked: "What happened to the secret letter that was sent to the capital with the governor of Jiacheng?"

Yin Hou, Lord of Lake, said without hesitation: "The content of the letter is nothing new, and the Sword Immortal must have guessed it. It is just a hope that friends in the capital can help the prefect continue to reverse the case after his death, or at least find an opportunity to make it public. But there is one thing that the Sword Immortal should not have thought of. , that is, the eunuch said frankly at the end of the letter that if his friend never became an important minister in this life, he would not rush into taking risks to avoid being implicated instead of failing to reverse the case. "

Chen Pingan took out a pot of wine out of thin air, opened the mud seal, and drank slowly.

Yin Hou continued to smile and said: "I have some connections in the capital, and the bad relationship between me and Suijia City is clear to Jianxian. I asked the owner of the Zaoxi Canal to accompany me. Actually, I had no other ideas. I just want to send this secret letter to the capital smoothly. Not only that, I also have some connections in the capital, so I told the owner of the Zaoxi Canal that as long as that person is willing to reverse the case, I will help him have a smoother career. Some. In fact, there is no chance of trying to reverse the case. I just wanted to disgust the City God Temple and the Fire God Temple in Suiji City. But why didn’t I expect that the City God did it so neatly and killed him directly? He hired a court official, a prefect who could be said to be a frontier official, and he didn’t have any patience at all and didn’t let that person leave the city. This was actually a bit troublesome, but the city god must have jumped over the wall in a hurry. , I didn't care about anything more, I just cut the grass and roots. Later, I didn't know where the news leaked, and I knew that the owner of Zaoxi Canal was in the capital, so the City God also started to work, and ordered his confidants to send the half-finished incense villain. After arriving in the capital, I handed it over to that person. The Jinshi who had not yet filled the vacancy at that time agreed to the condition of accompanying the Chenghuang Temple in the city. At this point, I asked the owner of the Zaoxi Canal to return to Cangyun Lake. After all, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. , It’s okay to do a little trick in secret, but it won’t be good if you show off your face.”

Chen Ping’an suddenly asked an irrelevant question: “As the King of Lake, once I fall in love with you. Why bother to marry a well-qualified woman from the market?"

Hu Lord Yinhou said with a smile: "First of all, the people are ignorant and fear power rather than virtue. , the three rivers and two canals are also needed, and my subordinates will also need it. On the boundary of Cangjun Lake, if there is one less woman today and one less woman tomorrow, in the long run, too much fear is also a bad thing. The people can still say that, as long as He could accept his fate, but those wealthy and well-established families would spread word of mouth, and they would be frightened all year round. What would they do next, naturally, they would move to other places year after year? The feng shui of the lake will continue to flow outward, but if Cangyun Lake has established such a rule that both parties know well, it will be easier to appease people's hearts. In addition, Dragon Palace will compensate the people on the shore generously, and it will not hide the sword. Fairy, many rich people hateHe must not allow his daughter or granddaughter to be taken notice of by the Dragon Palace. "

The Lord of Cangjun Lake paused for a moment and sighed: "A good deal in the world is never a sudden wealth with a huge profit, but only a steady flow of water over the years. Does the Sword Immortal think that? "

Chen Pingan wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb and said with a smile: "Such a good principle, how come it changes when it comes from Mr. Hu's mouth. ”

Yin Hou smiled and said nothing.

Waiting for the other party to make an offer.

I don’t care how much I hate the person in front of me. Since his skills are inferior to others, The other party can walk sideways in his own Cangyun Lake, and his own Dragon Palace can only eat Coptis chinensis in a dumb way.

It is much better than adding more mistakes. /p>

The former can at least keep the green hills alive and not worry about running out of firewood, while the latter can often affect the whole body and cause the building to collapse overnight.

Chen Ping'anCollapse. The wine pot was placed within a stone's throw and he asked, "Is the golden body of the Chenghuang Lord decaying?" "

Yin Hou's visit tonight can be said to be frank. Thinking of this matter, he could not hide his gloating. He smiled and said: "The scholar who became the prefect was not only unexpected, but he also had a part of the county and city's power and silver screen Chinese literature. Luck, and the share is far beyond the imagination of Suijia City and I. In fact, if this were not the case, how could a child with a yellow mouth escape Suijia City on his own? In addition, he had another marriage. There was a princess of Yinping Kingdom. He fell in love with her at first sight and remembered her all his life. In order to escape from marriage, he became a Taoist female crown who adheres to the green lantern. Although she has no qualifications as a Qi practitioner, in the end she She was a beloved princess, so she inadvertently entangled a trace of Guo Zuo with the prefect. Later, after hearing the bad news at the Taoist Temple in the capital, she stabbed her neck with a gold hairpin and committed suicide resolutely. When the two are superimposed, there is the sin of the City God, which directly leads to a fatal crack in the golden body that cannot be repaired by Yin De. ”

Chen Pingan finally asked a question, “What might be the fate of Suijicheng?” ”

Yin Hou glanced at Suijia City, shook his head and said: “It’s very sad that there is such a city god who hopes to let the people of the county help him share the cause and effect and bear the disaster. He can also be regarded as the ancestor of every household.” None of them have any merit. It won't be long before the catastrophe comes, and at least the ordinary people in the accompanying city will probably die. Therefore, those Qi practitioners who went to Suijia City would leave before then, and they would not dare to stay even if they could not obtain the rare treasure. ”

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, thought that he would have to bargain a lot tonight, but he never thought that the young swordsman in blue would actually turn around and leave.

This made Yin Hou Instead, he felt uneasy, but he didn't dare to go ashore.

Chen Pingan had no choice but to endure his hatred, anger, and anxiety, and used his magical powers to divert water and return to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake.

Chen Ping'an. Returning to the Zaoxi Canal Master Water Temple, I found that not only Du Yu had returned, but Yan Qing was also there.

Only this time, Chen Pingan walked over without saying anything. Squat down by the campfire and reach out to warm yourselfwarm.

Du Yu squatted aside and said: "I saw Fairy Yan Qing return earlier. When I thought that my senior's sack of heavenly materials and earthly treasures was left in the courtyard unattended, I felt uneasy and hurried back. "

After Yan Qing entered the temple, he stood on the steps and looked at the monk from Ghost Ax Palace.

Du Yu, I had no impression of him before. I have heard of him once or twice, but it is because his parents are Taoist monks in the mountains. I only know that he is a bully who is afraid of the strong and likes to wander around in the world.

Yan Qing said: "I only ask one question, and I will leave after asking."

The man just stared at the bonfire, speechless.

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, "Why did you show your hands to He? If you heard some dirty things about Cangjun Lake from Du Yu, so you acted ruthlessly and acted as you pleased, that's normal. But you shouldn't have seen He Lu."

Du Yu turned pale and made a face.

Hey, I’m here to complain about that pretty boy.

You deserve to be thrown into Cangjun Lake to drink water by your senior.

Yan Qing is actually mentally prepared that this person will always be a mute.

But unexpectedly, the man actually said slowly: "The first words He Lu said to dissuade him were not for my sake, but for the owner of Zaoxi River who invited you to drink tea."

Yan Qing is not stupid and naturally knows this.

The man continued: "Because He Lu felt at that time that I was a Taoist with a higher level of cultivation than the master of Zaoxiqu."

Yan Qing wanted more After listening to some, he hesitated and planned to sit at the top of the steps.

As a result, the man looked askance at me.

Seeing the man's heart-stopping eyes, Yan Qing immediately stopped and made no more unnecessary moves.

The man suddenly withdrew his gaze, continued to stare at the bonfire, and fell silent again.

It was clear that the words were not finished, but there was no thought of words.

Yan Qing feels ashamed and angry. He is so worthless that it is difficult for you to say a few more words?

Yan Qing's heart skipped a beat, and without hesitation, he quickly left in the wind.

Du Yu hesitated for a moment, then stood up and left.

Chen Pingan nodded.

Chen Pingan stared at the bonfire.

The truth is not only in the hands of the strong, but it is not only in the hands of the weak.

The truth is the truth, not because you are strong there will be more, nor because you are weak there will be nothing.

But it seems that this is just Chen Pingan's reason.

It does not belong to Du Yu, nor does it belong to the young female cultivator named Yan Qing, nor does it belong to the proud man He Lu.

In the rivers and lakes of Shushui Kingdom, there is also Song Yushao.

In the smoky Shujian Lake, there is also the ghost general who is willing to draw his sword on his colleagues.

In the Ghost Valley filled with bones and ghosts, there are also the swordsman Pu Chun and the sect leader Zhu Quan.

Here in Yinping Country and Cangjun Lake, we haven’t met anyone yet.

Chen Pingan fell silent just because he thought of this.

Chen Pingan knows why this simple truth is not true for them, because it will not bring them any benefit. On the contrary, it will only make them feel that they are dragging their feet on the road of spiritual practice and feel unhappy in their behavior. , so they may not really understand, but they understand and pretend not to understand. After all, the road is high and the scenery is so good, while the world is low and muddy. Most of them are life and death, partings, joys and sorrows that are insignificant in their eyes.

Indeed, it is not always a good thing to understand the context and explore the subtleties of many things that have nothing to do with oneself.

For example, Chen Ping'an didn't need to ask Yin Hou of Cangjun Lake why the Yinping Kingdom didn't evacuate the people of the city. Because people could escape, the cause and effect still existed. For the Emperor of Yinping Kingdom, even for his followers, The causes and consequences of the vision in Jia City are all well understood, and they will choose to remain silent. Rather than being disturbed by the people fleeing in all directions, causing the feng shui of other counties to be disrupted, and thus affecting the fate of a country, it is better to do something in Sui Jia City. Finished cleanly. That's why the officials and wealthy families who came to the city are still kept in the dark, and there are still those dandy boys who whip up their horses and go out for hunting pleasures in the city.

In the early morning, there will be the sound of the wheels of a charcoal-selling cart.

There should also be the sound of banging clothes under the moonlight.

It is not without reason for those who practice Taoism to stay away from the human world and avoid the world of mortals.

Chen Pingan just squatted there, thinking about a lot of things. Even though the bonfire had been extinguished, he still kept his hand stretched out to warm himself up.

Until dawn.

Chen Pingan stood up, put the sack close at hand, put on the bamboo hat, carried the bamboo box on his back, held the hiking stick, and headed for Suijia City.

Let’s not go to the City God’s Temple or the Fire God Temple.

Go and take a look at the haunted house in the city that has been abandoned for many years.

After reading this, you have to do something.

In one night, a man wearing a blue shirt climbed over the wall and entered Suijia City.

There was a night ban in the city, and Chen Pingan came to the ghost house alone. The last time he entered the city, he was at an incense shop and asked about the ruins here.

Chen Pingan stood outside the door in the dead of night.

Chen Pingan looked at the decaying door. There was no longer the door god and no Spring Festival couplets.

That scholar could not avenge his parents until his death.

What about Chen Ping'an from Mud Bottle Lane? !

A young man who no longer wears straw sandals and no longer needs to go to the mountains to collect medicine took off his bamboo hat.

Some Qi practitioners from all walks of life have been lurking, hiding or taking root near this haunted house.

Almost even the slowest and lowest Qi practitioners were frightened, and all of them became panicked without any warning.

An old man with a little monkey squatting on his shoulders stood on the ridge of a distant roof, frowning. The last time he was at the city gate, he was blind and could not see this kid at all. Taoism.

The old man raised one hand and gently held down the irritable pet.

As for those wastes who felt suffocated and lacked spiritual energy for no reason, no one dared to show their heads to see who they were.

When the man on the street took off his bamboo hat and bamboo box, he disappeared into thin air.

The old man began to take a few steps back.

On the street, outside the gate.

The sleeves of the green shirt were swaying in the calm wind.

The figure disappeared instantly.

A wisp of blue smoke cut through the night.

Finally fell outside the Chenghuang Temple.

A burly military judge wearing iron armor appeared over the City God's Temple and said in a deep voice: "Who is here!"

But the young swordsman just raised his hand.

The sword fairy behind him slowly unsheathed, rotated gently, and was finally gently held by the man in his hand. The horizontal sword was in front, holding the sword in one hand, and gently grazing the sword body with two fingers of the other hand, slowly Move towards the tip of the sword.

The originally bright sword body had golden light as thick as water. Every time the blue-shirted swordsman’s fingers touched an inch, the golden light suddenly increased by an inch.

The man narrowed his eyes, just stared at the bright sword light in his hand, and murmured: "Whether it's cause and effect or heavenly calamity, I, Chen Ping'an of Clay Vase Lane, have accepted it all."

(End of this chapter)