Chapter 507: Sitting high like a god

He Lu's face was ashen.

The Baodong Wonderland Qi Practitioners headed by the old woman Fan Weiran, as well as the vassal monks from all sides, all had complicated expressions.

It stands to reason that this is seeing a rare bustle, and it is a huge bustle, but I am afraid that after watching the bustle, I will become a bustle myself.

As for the Qi practitioners at Ye Han's side in Huangyue City, all of them seemed to be filled with indignation, but none of them dared to speak out.

The two groups of monks hate Cangjun Lake in their hearts. What a bullshit dragon palace landscape formation, cut tofu with a knife and cut with mud? !

The Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, stood there without saying a word, his eyes lowered, just looking at the ground.

This is very interesting. A rich man smashed a yellow mud wall and shouted a few times. His dragon palace array was broken open, and he lost a lot of immortal money. , this Lake Lord doesn’t have anything to say? Don’t they all say that Cangjun Lake is the top spot in Yinping Country? Within a country, the gods of the Five Mountains on the mountain and the generals and ministers at the foot of the mountain all respect Cangjun Lake. Even the Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, wears an arrogant emperor's dragon robe, and no one cares about it.

So the lower the level, the more irritable the temper. It is not that no one wants to step forward and reprimand the young swordsman who is surrounded by many people. These little monks who originally wanted to be the leader , still hoping to have a free relationship with Master He Xiaoxian and Huang Yuecheng, but without waiting for a word, they all told the mature and solemn monks around them, or their seniors or friends on the road, with ripples in their hearts. Of. In the final analysis, people who mean well and give warnings are afraid of being implicated by the reckless people around them. Since a swordsman's swordsmanship can withstand even heavenly calamities, it is not surprising that he accidentally kills several people with a flash of sword light.

Fan Weiran no longer had a sneer on his lips, and looked a little dull.

Ye Han, the Lord of Huangyue City, turned his head, looked at the white-clothed swordsman who broke through two formations with one sword, and asked: "The swordsman must fight to the death, and he will not give up until the fish is dead and the net is broken?"

The white-clothed swordsman just threw the scabbard in his hand to the ground, inserted it into the ground, and took out the folding fan on his waist. He neither looked at Ye Chen nor He Lu, and gently tapped the palm of his hand with the folding fan. , with a smile on his face, his eyes wandering, starting from the white-haired old man sitting cross-legged on the right, from the upper seat to the lower seat near the entrance of the Dragon Palace, looking down one by one, "I heard that there is a certain Meng Liang Feng The immortal master has a novel idea. He actually invited a martial arts master to eat shit in a shit bucket. Who is it? Stand up and let me admire you. If you are too lazy to stand up, just raise your hand."

Over there in Baodong Wonderland, there was a young man and woman carrying swords, looking at each other.

Isn’t this swordsman in front of me the man in a green shirt who drove outside the city in the early morning and ate cakes and porridge at a roadside stall? The clothes have been changed, and the expression has changed, but that face is definitely the same!

The woman smiled bitterly. The crow's mouth of the junior brother and the old man with a monkey squatting on his shoulders at the city gate were the culprits who took away the important treasure of the Immortal family. Now this young ranger , even more transformed, and became a swordsman who was born out of nowhere!

Chen Pingan's eyes finally rested on a group of Qi practitioners in the center.

A man who was relatively closest to the palace gate shrank his neck.

Asked a question, no answer required. The answer will reveal itself. Most of the monks on the mountain seek purity for themselves and do not want to be contaminated by the right and wrong of others.

At the gate of the City God's Temple, the colleagues from the City God's Temple asked who was the chief officer of the Yin-Yang Division, and that little act happened in unison.

It’s exactly the same now.

Chen Ping'an raised his hand. A black mist of soul that was originally the size of a fist has been consumed by the Gang Qi until it is only the size of a date core. He gently rotates it with one finger, and the wisps of Gang Qi will It was entangled like a millstone. Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "This wild cultivator whose name I forgot to ask, said that your Immortal Master of Meng Liangfeng's genealogy is the real mastermind behind the scenes. I know you may not have this Brains and courage, so is it Lord Ye Dacheng or Master He Xiaoxian?"

The four Qi Practitioners at Meng Liangfeng were so angry that they gritted their teeth, but their sitting postures were still as stable as a rock.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "If you don't want to say it, just say it. I'm just curious about one thing. Whether it's Ye Sheng of Huangyue City who is planning to act later, or He Lu who is full of resourcefulness, I will tell you to handle this matter. Did he help you with the money? If not, Huang Yuecheng would be unkind."

He Lu slowly stood up, her expression returned to normal, and she said loudly: "Everyone is responsible for the work, so don't yell. 'He Lu came first', all the grudges in Suijia City will end with me, He Lu. Since I, He Lu, are dead, I am naturally superior to the Sword Immortal. I, He Lu, have no regrets. What does the Sword Immortal think?"

Ye Han smiled slightly.

If we don’t bet like this, today’s Cangjun Lake Lord’s banquet will be like a piece of scattered sand. On paper, the tripartite forces, which are probably equivalent to an immortal, will dissipate into a group of rabble.

Fan Weiran was a little surprised and raised his gaze. This was the first time the ancestor of Baodong Wonderland had looked at the young man from Huangyue City.

In the past, I only thought that He Lu was a Taoist embryo who was not inferior to Yan Yatou. She had a bright mind and knew how to be a good person. She had never thought about the line between life and death, and it was not easy to be so calm.

Those who have thunder in their chests and faces as flat as a lake can worship the general.

This is the boy I’m talking about.

As long as a monk with such good qualifications and good character doesn’t die prematurely, he can achieve great success! Ye Han was so lucky to have such help.

The old woman thought secretly in her heart.

Is it possible that after overcoming the difficulties at the Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace banquet, he simply agreed to the match made in heaven between Yan Yatou and him? Anyway, He Lu has a foreign surname and is destined to be unable to inherit Ye Han's Huangyue City. It is impossible to rely on Yan Yatou to abduct her into Baodong Wonderland. The ebb and flow of one thing can not only drive Ye Han to death, but also help his sect make further progress. Once this pair of golden boys and girls, who are envied by everyone, become immortals and Taoists, they both reach the golden elixir realm, and their lives are endless.The Huangyue City is supported by only one leaf. I believe that as long as the conditions are right, most of the mountains in the ten countries may be the territory of Baodong Wonderland. I believe that with this young man's vision and mind, this account can be settled clearly.

"Ye Han, as long as this person's words are slightly inappropriate, it will cause public outrage. We must not miss He Lu's hard-earned opportunity."

So Fan Weiran immediately He told Ye Han from the bottom of his heart, "Today, you and I, let go of our past grudges and cooperate sincerely! Stop hiding things. The situation is critical and we can't help each other."

Ye Han also decisively agreed.

"I thought you were going to say that you should be merciful and merciful. But from this we can see that the real mastermind of Suijia City's many plans is indeed you, He Lu."

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Since Master He Xiaoxian is so responsible, I respect you as a man. Okay, until you show your face, you can't take the sword away. I am here in Cangyun Lake Dragon Palace today. Just take your head."

He Lu was stunned.

Let alone other people, Fan Weiran felt a little relieved.

The reply from the Sword Immortal really caught people off guard, but if they really wanted to fight today and stop it, even if they kill a few more, as long as it doesn’t involve too much of Baodong Wonderland, why not Fan Weiran for? The previous secret agreement with Ye Han and Huang Yuecheng is now void.

Ye Han’s expression changed slightly.

Chen Pingan pointed his folding fan at the sword immortal stuck sideways on the ground, "Master He Xiaoxian, don't be polite, just take the sword. After your death, many monks will remember your kindness. It is considered a well-deserved death." ”

He Lu couldn’t hold back her expression again, and shifted her gaze slightly to look at Master Ye Han who was sitting beside him.

Beyond the beaded curtain at the side door of the main hall, a beautiful woman walked out and said angrily: "You! You are so arrogant. Why are you so domineering? You are a sword that everyone is afraid of." So what about immortals? How can you, a cultivator, kill them all..."

As the bead curtain was lifted and then dropped, there was a clattering sound, as clear as the sound of beads and jade rolling on a plate.

The Lord of the Lake, Yin Hou, was furious. Without turning his head, he waved away with one sleeve, "Go back!"

With one sleeve, he slapped the dragon girl into pieces and smashed the bead curtain. , with a bang, it should have hit the wall of the side room hard. From the sound, there was no second sound, which meant that the graceful body did not hit the ground at all, and it should have sunk into the wall.

Cangjun Lake’s hand is not very light, it is very heavy.

Chen Ping'an looked at the Lord of the Lake who was wearing a purple robe, smiled, raised his head and looked around, "Good place."

The Lord of the Lake Yinhou bowed And worship, "The Sword Immortal has come to the humble residence, and the small mansion is full of glory."

Chen Pingan nodded twice with the folding fan in his hand, and said with a smile: "The water temple of the master of Shaoxi Canal, once , you and I are having a heated exchange of words on Cangjun Lake, and once again, we gather heroes from all over the Dragon Palace to discuss Taoism with me who is accompanying me in the city. Once again, as the old saying goes, it can only take three, plus this one. Be loyal and loyalThis is the fourth time for the reasonable dragon girl, what should I do? "

The Lord of the Lake Yinhou did not stand up straight, but raised his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "Whatever the Sword Immortal says, Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace will do it!

The sword fairy in white was noncommittal and said thoughtfully: "Master Hu, don't be anxious. Wait until Master He Xiaoxian draws the sword. If he pulls out the sword, you will be dumbfounded again." If you put down these words that chill the hearts of your allies now, it will hinder your Dragon Palace from dividing the accounts later and make you less money from the gods. "

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, had pitiful eyes and said with a wry smile: "The Sword Immortal is funny.

Chen Pingan pointed his folding fan at the white-haired old man sitting next to He Lu, "It's your turn to step in to remedy the crisis. If you don't say anything to reassure people and turn the tide, it will be too late." "

Ye Han sighed softly.

The old man who had just received the secret speech teaching from the city lord could neither sit nor stand for a while.

Finally He could only lose most of his energy and stand up bravely, "Then let me, an old guy who is half-broken into the earth, dare to have a few words with the sword fairy? ”

But in the main hall of the Dragon Palace, I only heard the word “a pity” whispered by the Sword Immortal, as if his expression was a bit unfinished?

The Sword Immortal’s actions and words are indeed unreasonable. .

Yan Qing turned her head because the cute girl beside her was secretly tugging on her sleeve.

Yan Qing quietly stretched out a finger to indicate that she was at the teacher's door. The girl who was always very arrogant didn't say a word.

The girl smiled knowingly, nodded slightly, and communicated with Yan Qing with the ripples in her heart, "Sister Yan, he is cultivating his mind in a small way, so weird. , even I can only see it vaguely, just like...the woodcutter sharpens his knife first when he chops wood, but he seems to dislike the fact that there are so few of us, the grindstone is not big enough, and there is an outline of the city in the shadow. , he was probably thinking about the vast number of people in Suijia City... Anyway, that's what it meant. This guy is so cunning. He used to take some stupid snakes to temper his body on Cangjun Lake, and now he comes again. Sigh, Sister Yan, you know that I used to admire the kind of swordsman that my second ancestor often talked about the most, but now I don’t dare to admire it anymore, I’m scared to death. ”

Yan Qing only felt incredible and became more and more haggard.

This was a disordered state of mind that she had never experienced since she started practicing Taoism.

Master Yong Lai Qianxingzhen's immortal mind skills are useless, and his own meditation and concentration are useless.

The white-clothed swordsman suddenly muttered to himself, seeming helpless, "Okay, you said it's okay. , then consider it okay. ”

This man’s appearance is actually far from revealing, but he is a swordsman with endless killing power.

At this moment, everyone is sitting in the Dragon Palace Hall , were all a bit jittery and suspicious, always feeling that the words and deeds of the white-clothed immortal in front of him had profound Taoist meanings. This young swordsman... was worthy of being a swordsman.

Chen Pingan turned to that one. The white-haired old man who had already prepared his words said, "Shut up."most. ”

A faint green sword light suddenly appeared, and the old man’s expression changed drastically. He stamped his feet on the ground, waved his sleeves, and transformed into an origami flying kite the size of a palm, and began to run away.

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The flying sword follows him like a shadow.

The snow-white paper kite's escape route is also very particular. Once it tried to escape from the entrance of the hall, and the flying sword pierced a hole in its wing, it started to escape. The banquet table is dragged upstream, using the swaying practitioners and the cups and wine cups on the table as obstacles to the flying sword, like a nimble bird flying around the branches and flowers, constantly threading the needle and thread, dangerous and dangerous. The Qi Practitioners all turned pale with fright, but they did not dare to yell in front of Huang Yuecheng and Ye Han. They were extremely aggrieved and resentful that this old immortal thing could not die.

Chen Pingping looked forward to it. Xiang He Lu, "This is the last reminder to pick up the sword. "

He Lu kept silent, just holding the hand of the bamboo flute, with blue veins popping out.

Ye Han stood up slowly, with a pleasant look on his face, and asked: "Although the Sword Immortal is safe and sound, We have never really made a big mistake or committed a capital crime. But after all, during this period of time, it was indeed us who disturbed the Qing Cultivation of Sword Immortal. So, can we, Huangyue City, take the lead, and let me, Ye Han, personally come forward to help Sword Immortal make up for it? "

The young swordsman smiled and nodded, "Of course. Suijiacheng Chenghuang once said that there is nothing in the world that cannot be discussed carefully. "

He stretched out his hand, grabbed the sword, and swiped it horizontally with his sword. "Tell me, make a price." ”

The sword fairy’s move was too unexpected, and the sword came out with lightning speed. When he flicked his wrist and threw the sword into the scabbard, no one understood the meaning of this move.

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The city lord of Huangyue City, who was always known for his gentleness and magnanimity in Shishuo Mountain, suddenly said angrily: "How dare Zhu Zian kill someone in front of you! ”

Everyone raised their heads in unison, and finally their eyes rested on the handsome young man who reached out his hand to cover his neck.

The fairy bamboo flute in his hand had fallen to the ground, like a piece of pearl. There was a crackling sound and a tinkling sound.

He Lu staggered back a few steps. Blood seeped out between his fingers. The young Immortal's face was covered with tears, and he covered his neck with one hand and another hand. Reaching towards Ye Han, he sobbed and trembled: "Father, save me, save me..."

Fan Weiran felt horrified in his heart, and then he felt like he had been slapped hard in the face, which was burning.

She was so angry that her white hair stood on end, and she flicked away the golden crown given by the immortal.

What a He Lu, what a Ye Han, what a pair of monks from ten countries! Zangzhuo and his son!

If he and Baodong Wonderland really have the idea of ​​​​promoting Yan Qing and He Lu to become Taoist couples, wouldn't it be like beating a dog with their father and son's skills? Yan Yatou is just a simple girl who devotes herself to Taoism and does not care about the world. How can she compare to Ye Han and He Lu, the old and young foxes who turned out to be father and son? To say the least, if Yan Yatou doesn't help the Taoist couple, why?Lu couldn't do anything to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors when dealing with Baodong Immortal Realm, but when the time comes, most of his Taoist heart will be destroyed. Even if he really respects his master and respects his Taoism, Yan Qing will have to be helpless if he wants to help his master deal with Huangyue City. !

Fan Weiran took a swig from the glass, laughed loudly and said: "Happy, happy, bad guy like He Lu really deserves to die! Ye Han, you lost your beloved son, but you didn't take action with hatred, and... Can a swordsman compete with his son? If it were me, I would die in this Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace."

Chen Ping'an said with a smile. You will die, so don’t be in a hurry to reincarnate.”

Fan Weiran’s hearty laughter stopped abruptly.

He Lu saw that Ye Han was about to stretch out his hand, but then retracted it. He felt sad and desperate in his heart. His vision was blurry, and he stared at the father who was unwilling to take action for him. The young man's eyes were filled with hatred, and then he slowly Slowly turning his head, there was more and more blood between his fingers. He looked at the frightened Yan Qing, and his eyes turned to pleading, "Yan Qing, save me."

Yan Qing exhaled a breath and grabbed With that dagger, after standing up, he turned to look at the sword immortal in white, "This time I draw the sword, just for myself."

The sword immortal in white put his hands behind his back, smiled and nodded: "Please Benevolence leads to death, and a decent cultivator finally emerges from this filthy Dragon Palace."

Yan Qing stood with a dagger in her hand and smiled casually. When her state of mind returned to clarity, she became radiant. Circulation, spiritual energy flows throughout the body, and the golden crown on the top of her head shines, making this beautiful woman even more enchanting.

It looks really good, but all the Qigong practitioners in the Dragon Palace Hall still find it baffling.

Na He Lu staggered back, finally leaning against the wall, slumped to the ground, and sat there.

Finally a head slipped and fell to the ground.

That sound was far inferior to the previous loud thunder, which made all the monks feel like they had been hit hard in the heart and they were a little breathless.

He Lu of Huangyue City died like this.

A monastic genius who had the hope of standing side by side with Ye Han and Fan Weiran on the top of the mountain, was his body separated like this?

Looking at the elegant fairy Yan Qing, everyone was even more surprised.

He is also the most outstanding and proud man in the mountains of dozens of countries.

He Lu was such a kind-hearted person, but he just lacked some luck and died in the Dragon Palace of Cangjun Lake in this foreign country. But this fairy Yan Qing clearly had the opportunity to put herself aside, how could she think of it? This progress

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Can’t hold the water?

So how did this golden boy and girl, who almost became a couple of gods, get together in the first place?

Or is it because the love is so deep that Yan Qing got angry and drew his sword in anger when his lover died?

Just drawing a sword against a real swordsman, it’s not like we look down on you Yan Qing and bring shame on ourselves.

At the critical moment when Yan Qing was holding his sword and gathering momentum, the young swordsman looked at him.

Visions abound!

Ye Han’s residenceNear the middle seat, a table filled with delicacies and fine wines exploded. The Qi practitioners on both sides flew out and hit a large area.

A strong body with golden light all over its body, after breaking the case without any warning, stepped on the ground, the whole Dragon Palace trembled, and then punched out, knocking the sword fairy in white directly. After being thrown out, the walls of the hall were smashed through on the spot. Not only that, the sound of breaking the walls was heard one after another.

This punch.

Is it really a dream that a fifth-level Qi practitioner under Liangfeng can deliver?

Fan Weiran and Ye Han quickly looked at each other, and both saw shock and panic in each other's eyes.

This person is so hidden that he is definitely not a pawn of both sides!

Maybe he is the real accomplice of the old monkey farmer and the fox queen of Silver Screen Country!

As long as they were not prepared for this sneak attack, neither of them would be able to withstand this sneak attack, and they would definitely be seriously injured on the spot.

The man who was not an amazing-looking man gathered the pinnacle of his life’s boxing power with one punch. After delivering it heartily, his entire arm was shattered and drooped, but the man was so heroic. Hengsheng looked at the monks in the palace like chickens and dogs, and laughed happily: "I should have found an opportunity to hand this killer punch to the old thief Xia Zhen, but I never thought that it would be snatched away by a stupid young man who likes to show off. ."

The man looked through the walls that looked like they had opened doors and looked into the dusty distance, "They say that you, the swordsman, are unreasonable and have a golden body. What now? I’m still a golden body? If I hit a real golden body warrior, my internal organs would be smashed to pieces, and I’d be killed on the spot!”

The man spat out a mouthful of blood! , glanced at the long sword in the sheath on the ground, "What the hell are you, you damn swordsman! I've tolerated you for a long time, and you kill a chicken in the sea-viewing realm with one sword, do you really think you're invincible?"

The corners of Lake Lord Yinhou’s mouth curled up, and then the amplitude became wider and wider, until finally a smile spread across his entire face.

Fan Weiran also laughed.

Although Ye Han was relieved, when he glanced at the headless corpse on the other side of the wall, he felt gloomy and still couldn't laugh at all.

Fortunately, this young son who hides his identity is, after all, an accomplished monk in the sea-viewing realm, and has collected his soul in several key Qi palaces on his own.

It’s just that he has such a good innate body and possesses the qualifications that the immortal called golden branches and jade leaves. Where can I find them in the future? How can I reach the golden elixir realm in the future? Even better than the blue, better than himself, leading a yellow city to a higher place on the mountain?

The other three Qi practitioners in Mengliang Peak swallowed their saliva one by one.

How did this good-for-nothing junior brother who couldn’t hit a fart with a few sticks suddenly turn into a top master with punches that exploded like thunder?

Yan Qing stood there blankly.

Above the main hall, even though they knew that the legendary Grand Master of the Golden Body Realm was an enemy rather than a friend, there were still loud cheers and people slapping the table., some people directly picked up the jug and drank from it, giving a thumbs up to the pure martial artist, and some even began to praise Mengliang Kingdom for not only its cultural fortunes, but also its military fortunes. They really deserved to become the overlord of the Mengliang Kingdom. It's long past time to annex neighboring countries and even become a big dynasty.

Yan Qing stood in the noisy and festive hall, feeling empty in his heart.

Fan Weiran leaned back with laughter. The old woman also imitated the vulgar monk, raised her head and extended her thumb towards Yan Qing, "Yan girl, you have accomplished a wonderful feat! My dear girl, I have returned the treasure." Dong Xianjing will definitely reward you with the important weapon from the Patriarch Hall, and I want to see who dares to be dissatisfied!"

The first one to notice something is wrong.

It’s the blinking green girl. But at this moment, she didn't even dare to activate the ripples in her heart, let alone small moves.

The charming girl began to sit upright and act like a wooden figure.

Then there is the warrior man who secretly climbed to the golden state step by step in Mengliang Kingdom.

When the man's face became serious, Ye Han and Fan Weiran also realized that something was not good.

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, who originally wanted to get acquainted with this strong man, also put away the smile on his face little by little, and quickly held his breath and concentrated.

A swordsman in white walked out of the "doors" and finally appeared in the main hall.

The Qi Practitioner in the middle of Fan Weiran's side had already rolled and crawled, making way for the Sword Immortal and the Golden Body Realm Grandmaster.

The sword immortal patted his shoulder, shook his snow-white sleeves, and said with a smile: "On the ferry earlier, someone said that the Jindan realm Qi practitioners here are all made of paper. "The man slowly walked towards the warrior of Mengliang Kingdom. Is there any sign of "the internal organs being smashed to pieces"?

As he walked, he smiled and said: "Now I see that you, a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm, are not much better. You are probably made of mud and are not dried in the sun, so I interrupted." Does your arm hurt?"

The man said solemnly: "You are actually a warrior in the Yuanjing Realm! You are not a swordsman at all, right? Before you punch me, give me a clear explanation!"

The man put one hand on his abdomen and the other on his forehead, and said helplessly: "Brother, don't be like this, really, you are here today! The Dragon Palace told so many jokes, but I was lucky enough not to be crushed to death by the calamity in Suijia City, but I was about to be laughed to death by you here."

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, sighed and sat down. On the steps, I held my head with both hands. OK, I have accepted my fate. Fight, fight, you can fight as much as you like. If I demolish the Dragon Palace, I, Marquis Yin, only have to frown, and I will have the same surname as that sword fairy from now on.

Some young monks want to laugh but dare not.

The sword immortal in white turned his head and looked at Fan Weiran and Lake Lord Yinhou, "I am a warrior in the Golden Body Realm. Is this the news you spread? Do you know that I was given such a wrong message by you? Damn it, let me make better plansAll in vain? ”

The man took a deep breath, smiled, and did not flinch at all. He took a step back with his right foot, raised the only usable arm, and put on a posture with perfect fisting intention. "It doesn't matter whether you are a martial artist in the same realm as me or a sword fairy flying around, then I will learn from you. "

Chen Pingan glanced at the other three Mengliangfeng monks, looked away, and said with a smile: "It seems that your Mengliang country has hidden dragons and crouching tigers. It's interesting. Thank you. ”

The man took a step forward, and his fists poured out like a flood. The whole palace shook, and almost all the people jumped up high. Just when everyone thought it was another narrow encounter. When fighting to the death, the man leaned back, as fast as thunder, and hit the wall behind him that had not yet "opened the door". After it suddenly shattered, it was as if he had the magical power of an immortal to shrink thousands of miles of mountains and rivers into a square inch. In an instant, There is no trace.

He is worthy of being a martial artist with a golden body that he has not seen for two hundred years. His movement skills are indeed elusive and difficult to detect.

It’s just the sword in white in the main hall. The immortal disappeared.

Then on the other side of the newly opened wall door, the legendary Golden Body Realm warrior "walked" back step by step.

Not only did it block the way of the great master of martial arts, but it also made a decision between life and death. The swordsman directly used his left hand. It penetrated the opponent's chest and back!

The white-clothed swordsman raised his right hand, held down the man's head, and pushed lightly. In the center of the hall.

The sword fairy in white shook his sleeves, and a stream of scarlet blood suddenly spattered on the ground beside him.

And above the hall, the origami flying kite was still running away wildly, avoiding its butt. The faint green sword light behind him

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Have you not had enough? ”

The green flying sword suddenly accelerated, the kite turned into powder, and the bloody old man with white hair fell heavily to the ground of the hall.

The flying sword leisurely flew back to its master. , flowing slowly like a bird, extremely docile.

Chen Pingan glanced at the girl in the green dress, who also grinned. He smiled and said: "Huangyue City He Lu, Baodong Wonderland Yan Qing, Cangjun Lake Lord Yinhou, none of these three told you that it is best to place the battlefield directly in the accompanying city, saying Maybe I am the most constrained, and you are the safest. It is hard to kill me, but at least you have a greater chance of running away? "

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, let go of his hand and raised his head, "Sword Immortal, I mentioned this, and He Lu agreed. He also came up with a lot of chain buckles, such as using various techniques. The method is to coerce the people to swarm up and rush directly to the ghost house and the like. But in the end, both sides feel that they are too close to Suijia City, and it is easy to alarm you, the great swordsman who can fly a sword to kill a person's head a thousand steps away. No one can If you don’t want to die first, the lives of the monks in Huangyue City and Baodong Fairyland are precious.Gui, they don't take the lead, and the rest of the vassal hills are not all fools. Anyone who is willing to do things that make money and lose one's life has no choice but to give up. Sword Immortal, I have said what I should and should not say. Now, kill me as you please. This Dragon Palace has a thousand-year inheritance, so you don’t mind. After today, as long as the Sword Immortal is merciful and I am lucky enough to survive, Cangjun Lake will definitely repair the landscape and fortune of Suijia City, which will be regarded as atonement. ”

After Yan Qing heard the beginning of that sentence, his face turned white and his whole body trembled.

If the heart of the Tao is unstable, the aura of the Qi Palace will be unstable, and the hand holding the sword will be unstable. , even more unstable.

Chen Pingan put his fingers together and waved lightly.

The Lord of Huangyue City deliberately remained motionless, and Ye Han allowed the long sword to penetrate his chest. , nailing herself to the wall.

And only a foot away from Fan Weiran's eyebrows, there was a green flying sword with a slightly trembling tip.

The old woman was also motionless. .

“You are the smartest, each one is better at assessing the situation. I really admire you for this, and I don’t mean to be sarcastic at all. ”

Chen Pingan sighed, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly forward. Then he caught a glimpse of a wine bottle, and with a casual move, he held the wine bottle with one hand and the cup with the other. He poured a glass of wine and sipped it. He took a sip and said with a full smile, "If there are a few more people here who show up, or if the people of Suijia City see it, they can't scold me as a swordsman who is unreasonable and unforgiving. The people's resentment is boiling, and everyone's words are worth the money. What kind of indiscriminate killing? I've only met people a few times, and I haven't really beaten them to death. I have broken arms and legs and vomited buckets of blood. What's the point of judging people's good and evil, deciding life and death? Why should I be so aggressive? Those who start killing on a large scale and have no Bodhisattva-like heart must be the same as those who were killed..."

Hearing these words, all the Qi practitioners felt chills all over their bodies.

Listen to what this great swordsman said?

Isn’t it over yet?

Chen Pingan looked at the old woman sitting in the front seat and said, "You are better off. , there is no good son like He Lu, so it is easy for us to discuss. "

Then he turned and glanced at Ye Han, "City Lord Ye is hard to say. ”

The girl in the emerald green dress fluttered her eyelashes.

Still imitating the old monk to sit still, motionless, body motionless, mind motionless, nothing moving, just relying on Looking at the door that seemed to be the strange magical power of the ancestor to enjoy the meal, Chen Pingan suddenly stopped and seemed to have lost his sword fairy style in an instant. His expression was tired, his face was full of tiredness, and his eyes were full of fatigue. It was dim, just like the long sword on the wall that penetrated Ye Han's body. The golden light was not visible. He looked around, poured another glass of wine, threw the wine bottle back to its place, and then poured the wine from the wine glass gently on his body. Before, he was like toasting to someone's grave, saying to himself: "But after those catastrophes, the people who followed the city who devoutly burned incense and knelt down and kowtowed to the City God's Temple over and over again just took things as they came. They were the real weak. For There are many truths that probably most of them, especially those who choose to remain silent, will never know for their entire lives.What happened. So they worshiped the City God in the wrong way, and worshiped the Fire God Temple, but they couldn't do it more right. I treat them the same as some of you monks who keep themselves clean, cultivate themselves pure, ignore the world, and hate the world of mortals. It's the same. Whether you like it or not, there is nothing to say right or wrong. There are thousands of roads under your feet, and no one can walk. What do you think, Suijiacheng Fire God? In the end, you seemed to be on the roof of the temple and you didn’t even curse me? Instead, he crashed into the sea of ​​clouds and had his golden body broken into two pieces? I really couldn't speak at that time, otherwise I would scold you a few words and punch you until you go back to the temple to stay. It's just a small disaster, will I die? It's just that I almost died. I can still be considered a cultivator. I'm half dead. What should I be afraid of? Before this, I calculated how much, you and I saw each other too late and didn't have time to tell you. Of course, even if I had seen you earlier, I wouldn’t tell you. People’s hearts are so evil that no one dares to believe anyone. "

In words.

Fan Weiran heard a thud between his eyebrows.

His head fell back as if he had been hit hard.

But the old woman must not have really died, because the old woman's face and body instantly withered, but she appeared in the Dragon Palace. There was an unusual ripple of energy, and it disappeared in a flash.

The young swordsman seemed helpless and crushed the wine glass in his hand. There was no way, the Yuqing Light Talisman would have been destroyed long ago, otherwise this kind of power would be possible. No matter how treacherous and unpredictable the immortal method of dispersing the Yinshen like mist and concealing a natal golden elixir is, as soon as Zhang Chongxuan's Yunxiao Palace talisman comes out, it instantly covers the area for several miles. This old master of Baodong Wonderland is probably still He couldn't run away. As for himself, he could no longer draw talismans after the battle, not to mention that none of the "authentic alchemy" talismans he was proficient in could deal with this situation.

So the monks on the mountain have always been able to deal with this situation. It is easier to win than to kill, especially for Qi practitioners who have reached the Golden Core Realm, who do not have several ways to save their lives.

In this regard, a pure martial artist will be much more straightforward. If you catch an opponent and fight, you will often die if you lose. .

But it doesn’t matter, the golden crown on the old woman’s head is still there.

Maybe she can’t take it away, or maybe she can escape with it, and the old woman is too afraid. His own flying sword.

Chen Pingan took out the folding fan, twisted it with two fingers, slowly opened and closed it, and said with a smile: "Why, do you believe what I say? Then I say that I am a six-level martial artist and not a swordsman at all. Do you believe it or not? "

Chen Pingan looked at one of the Meng Liangfeng monks, "Can you tell me? "

The man knelt down directly and shouted at the top of his lungs: "I believe whatever the sword fairy says!

Chen Pingan turned his head, looked at the young man and woman carrying swords, and said, "What a coincidence, we meet again. Will the two immortal masters gain anything from the trip to the city?" "

The young man sat down on the ground.

The young woman said softly: "I reported back to the Sword Immortal, but I got nothing. "

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "The old man with the monkey squatting on his shoulders?, during the melee, didn’t I miss you? "

The young female cultivator said bitterly: "As soon as we saw him, we ran away. "

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "That's how it should be. From now on, let me, my junior brother, have a better temper, go down the mountain to experience, travel around the world, watch more and talk less. "

For the first time, she was greeted politely by this unpredictable young swordsman. The young female cultivator was not happy at all. She just felt that everything was over. Needless to say, she and her junior brother were both going to die. He Lu , a golden body martial artist from the Mengliang Kingdom, Fan Weiran, the old man of Huangyue City who worshiped the Kite Immortal, the city lord Ye Han, was dead and wounded, who could have chatted with this swordsman, who was better? The end?

Chen Pingan rubbed his brows, frowned slightly, then relaxed instantly, and smiled at the two people: "It is fate that we meet, you go first. "

The junior brother who was lying limp on the ground got up and ran towards the entrance of the hall.

His senior sister failed to dissuade him, and felt that there was a bloody scene of a head being cut off by a flying sword. I never thought that my junior brother not only ran far away, but also shouted anxiously: "Senior sister, hurry up! "

When the young female cultivator saw the white-clothed Sword Immortal with a smile as warm as a spring breeze and an ancient well as deep as the abyss, the young female cultivator hesitated for a moment and saluted, "Thank you, Sword Immortal, for your extravagant kindness!" ”

She trembled, circulated her spiritual energy, and slowly swept out of the messy Dragon Palace.

Chen Pingan went straight forward and walked up the steps, where the Lord of the Lake Yinhou was sitting. .

As for the flying sword, it is always lingering around the sword fairy in white.

Sword fairy, you can do whatever you want, I can’t move my fingers or twist my mind today. /p>

Chen Pingan did not sit on the imperial dragon chair. He just stretched out his fingers and tapped, as if...inspecting the goods.

Chen Pingan turned around. , holding the handle of the dragon chair with his hand, facing everyone in the hall, "I am a blind person and can't tell the difference between good and bad people. I will treat you as good and bad in half. At the banquet tonight, half will die and half will live." You are either best friends

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, or you are mortal enemies who want to blow your brains out. Anyway, you are all familiar with your respective family backgrounds. Let’s talk about it. , who has done what evil deeds, try to pick the biggest one, the more shocking the better, others have it but you don’t have it, but if you become a good person, then you have a chance to live. "

There was silence above the main hall.

The white-clothed swordsman smiled again and said: "One more thing, there are beatings on the mountain, calculations, etc., but they don't count. Tonight we will only talk about things at the foot of the mountain. "

Suddenly a young and clear voice sounded softly, "Sword Immortal, it's still daytime, you shouldn't say 'tonight'. ”

Chen Pingan looked at the person who spoke, it was the girl in the green dress. Judging from the seating arrangement, she was a relatively respected disciple of Baodong Wonderland.

Chen Pingan He smiled and said, "Thank you for reminding me. I saw the bright lights in the Dragon Palace and mistakenly thought it was night. "

Ye Han suddenly said: "This sword of the Sword Immortal, it turns out thatIt's not a magic weapon, that's what it is, but that's what's right. "

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "I know that you golden elixir gods have endless tricks, so get out of here. "

Ye Han laughed loudly and walked forward directly, letting the long sword pass through his body and stay on the wall.

Ye Han sighed: " I never thought that our Huangyue City would be reduced to this. The son who was most promising to inherit the family business died, the chief worshipper died, and I, Ye Han, also injured the foundation of the avenue. I have no hope of taking that step forward in this life. This swordsman wants to What should I, Ye Han, do to avoid chasing us to Huangyue City and eradicating our roots?

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's very simple. There is no need to fight with me here. Since you can't break your golden elixir, you should quickly find your backer." After the previous catastrophe, he had appeared in the sky above Suijia City. If you guessed it correctly, you have some relationship with him. That man was of a very high level and had done me a lot of harm. When he came, we just settled the old and new accounts together. But if he can call the person behind the successful treasure hunt to deal with a junior like me, even if you, Ye Han, have a lot of face, I can only grease my feet and run away. Our Lake Lord has a subordinate The owner of the canal, there is a plaque in her temple that is very good, green water flows forever. "

Ye Han said helplessly: "Since the Sword Immortal has revealed the secret, can we just fight to the death and not let me take away He Lu's soul? "

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I would like to ask you to take away Master He Xiaoxian's three souls and seven souls, so that you can reveal clues about your escape method. Even if I said so before, you Ye Han Dare you do this? I don't think you can. "

Ye Han nodded and said: "It really won't happen, then just like what the Sword Immortal said, the green water will flow forever! "

The Lord of Huangyue City directly crushed the jade medal around his waist.

The figure disappeared out of thin air.

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at the roof, as if His sight has gone to the distance of Cangjun Lake.

The effect of shrinking the jade tablet into an inch is even more exaggerated than a golden square-inch talisman.

He had a splitting headache.

The long sword on the wall flashed and pierced into one part of He Lu's headless body.

Then a burst of black smoke came out of He Lu's body, and instantly turned into ten wisps. They tried to go their separate ways, but the white-clothed sword fairy waved his sleeves, and all of them smashed against the wall and turned into wisps. The ashes fell.

When he raised his head, his expression softened, "You can start to tell the truth and cherish it. I believe that you have not relied on it many times in your previous monastic career. Being reasonable can help you survive. ”

The white-clothed swordsman grabbed the sword in the air, swept the scabbard back to him, and returned the long sword to its sheath in mid-air.

He sat on the dragon chair with the sword across his knees. .

Yan Qing faced the white-robed swordsman sitting high up and said in a deep voice: "You are really scary like this! "

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Don't talk about you, I'm even afraid of myself.

The girl in the emerald green dress quickly grabbed Yan Qing's wrist, her face full of anxiety, there were some tears in her eyes, and she said from the bottom of her heart: "Sister Yan, really don't say any more, he already had two I'm going to kill you, really. Plus this time, what he said was no more than three! When this swordsman speaks, no one can understand or guess what he is saying, but his general thoughts cannot be deceived. Sister Yan, please let me beg you, okay? From top to bottom, you and the Second Ancestor are sincere to me. I don’t want you to die too. "

Chen Pingan rested his elbow on the handle of the dragon chair, leaning his body and sitting lazily. "If you don't say anything, I will just kill him." ”

So some people began to expose the background of another Qi practitioner.

He was a cave monk from a rival sect.

The sect’s background was not deep. The level of the monk is not high, but he has done quite a lot of bad things.

He was carefully selected by the one who spoke.

How can he still go there if he doesn’t use his mind. Are you still complaining about the legendary Hades Palace?

Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace is still brightly lit, and it is difficult to tell the difference between day and night.

But the scene on the lake is already a crescent moon, and the willow branches are quiet and peaceful. .

The lights and lanterns in Suijia City have been turned off early, and every household has stayed behind closed doors, not daring to add light at night to cause trouble.

Bibo separated. A young swordsman dressed in white walked out with a sword on his back, and next to him was Lord Cangjun Lake who had taken a reassurance.

As for the Dragon Palace, most of them died after arguing for so long. , not half of what was agreed upon in advance.

No one who was lucky enough to survive thought that this swordsman had a bad temper, and he was still not satisfied.

Chen Pingan had a crystal clear porcelain bottle in his hand, with turquoise water rippling inside. This bottle contained the essence of water, which was rare and valuable, and it was like a timely rain for him.

Chen. Ping An smiled and said: "Mr. Hu, do you think your luck is good or bad? ”

The Lord of the Lake, who had lost the beautiful purple robe, smiled and said: “I don’t think about this at all. From now on, I, the Lord of Cangjun Lake, will definitely protect this area of ​​water and soil. If it’s too long, I won’t.” If you dare to believe what you say, you will honestly follow the instructions of the Sword Immortal and protect the waters of Cangjun Lake. The weather has been smooth for a hundred years without any natural disasters. As for death, you still follow the instructions of the Sword Immortal and let it go. "

" Just talking nonsense? This is a good saying among you water gods.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "And that thing, don't forget it." ”

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, lowered his head and clasped his fists and said: “You must bear this in mind. Just don’t worry, Sword Immortal. If it doesn’t work, Sword Immortal will return from his travels and pass by Cangjun Lake. He will kill me with one more sword.” . ”

The white-robed swordsman just walked away with his sword.

Not only did he lose his dragon robe, but also the dragon chair. Lord Cangjun Lake had not seen him for a long time. He stood up and waited until he touched the young man.After the Light Sword Immortal was more than a hundred miles away, he took a long breath.

I never thought that as long as I survived, I would feel extremely happy.

There is nothing more impermanent than this.

Why did the Sword Immortal feel like a city god with clear rewards and punishments when he was in the main hall of his Dragon Palace?

How strange.

This is probably the real sword fairy in the legend.

The two female cultivators escaped from the water and came to the lake. When Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, saw that beautiful face again, he felt that his eyes were burning just by looking at it. It was all Baodong. The terrible disaster caused by the monks in the fairyland!

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, snorted coldly and escaped from the water.

The little girl in the emerald green dress complained: "That sword fairy is so greedy for money. After he got the immortal golden crown from Patriarch Fan, he didn't even let it go off Master Yan's head! That's all. I still have the nerve to ask if I have Xiaoshu Qian and Guyu Qian. Sure enough, I am right not to admire sword immortals. This kind of sword immortal has no charm at all like a sword immortal!"

It turns out that Yan Qing has already had his head on his head! No more golden crowns.

She held the girl's hand, looked into the distance with a dazed expression, and then smiled and said: "Yes, why does Cui girl admire such a person?"

The girl hugged her He held Yan Qing's arm, shook it gently, and asked Jiaohan: "Sister Yan, why don't we return to Baodong Wonderland with the master? The world outside is so dangerous."

Yan Qing suddenly She smiled and said: "Girl Cui, let's not go back to the teacher's door first, let's go to the world?"

The girl thought for a while, her smile bloomed, radiant, "Okay, I have wanted to drink secretly for a long time!"< /p>

When the birds and beasts of the Dragon Palace monks at Cangjun Lake dispersed.

The immortal in white entered the city with his sword, but he did not go directly to the ghost house.

Instead, he put his sword behind his back and landed in a dark alley. He bent down and picked up a small summer coin. He held the money in one hand and slapped his forehead with a folding fan on the other hand. He looked sad and seemed ashamed. He murmured: "How can you pick up such dirty money? You have made such a fortune in the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake. It's not like that. Forget it, that's right. If you don't pick it up, you won't pick it up. Don't worry, you have been doing it for so many years. If you don't work hard as a Taoist, I make money, I practice, and I practice boxing. Whoever does worse is the son or grandson. It's hard to kill the Nascent Soul and reach heaven. I have lost when I compete with myself. Okay, I lose? "Yes, it's quite miserable. But in the final analysis, am I not the best?"

I am afraid that only Jiang Shangzhen or Yang Ningxing from the Chongxuan Department can understand this.

With his big sleeves rolled up, the sword fairy in white walked leisurely back to the ghost house.

Occasionally, the door gods passing through the door would have a little inspiration, and they would immediately retreat and hide.

Tip your toes, climb over the wall, and land in the yard.

After Chen Pingan landed, he squinted his eyes instantly.

Du Yu was startled, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime. He quickly spread out his hand, revealing the military armor pill that he could buy for who knows how many pairs of Shenren Chenglu Armor in his palm. Although his teeth were chattering, But still a drumThe Qi bamboo tube poured the beans and complained: "Senior, a guy first called himself Zhou Fei, and then said that his name was Jiang Shangzhen. He said he was a good brother of senior. He snatched the child away. I cast a body-fixing technique on him, and he couldn't move. He also said that the little orphan had the qualifications to practice, so he brought it back to Aquarius Island and asked the senior not to worry and just travel to the north with peace of mind. "

Chen Pingan nodded. He took off the sword fairy and with a wave of his hand, he nailed the sword and scabbard into a pillar. Then he sat on a bamboo chair, fastened the sword gourd, and Feijian Fifteen happily swept into it. Chen Ping'an looked back. Lying down, he said slowly: "I know. Just keep this Golden Crow Armor Pill. It should be yours. There's no need to be polite to that guy. He's rich anyway, and having too much money will make him hot."

Chen Pingan glanced at him and smiled, "I won't stay here long. You will come with me out of the city when the time comes, and then we will go our separate ways. But I have agreed with you in advance that in the future you The blessings and misfortunes of life and death, I can only say that it is not certain death. I have already told the Lord of Cangjun Lake that after this trip to the north, I will return to the south in the future. For you, it is also a talisman, but it is still It must be a life-saving talisman. If I guess correctly, there is not one great monk behind the plan for this city, but two. Fortunately, one of them is most likely related to Mengliang Kingdom. He has succeeded and killed I... have my reasons, but they may not be too persistent. Of course, the better situation is that they don't take action against me, and I don't die in the north. The amulet will always be effective. After all, I am not your ancestor. Next, you, Du Yu, just wish yourself well. So if you are beaten to death one day, at least Yuan Ying will take action. I will try my best to avenge you."

Some words. .

Chen Pingan still didn’t talk.

For example, Jiang Shangzhen never acts sloppily when doing things.

Perhaps besides meeting Du Yu, there may be something else that Jiang Shangzhen doesn't bother to talk to outsiders about.

This guy who was born as an authentic Genealogy Immortal Master is a Genealogy Immortal Master who Chen Pingan feels is even more wild than a wild cultivator.

Chen Ping'an knew very well how difficult these wild cultivators, Liu Laocheng of Shujian Hugong, Liudao, and Liu Zhimao of Qingxia Island, not to mention Jiang Shangzhen... were rich.

Chen Pingan was not sure who had more magic weapons when he met Cui Dongshan.

I guess the two of them each held a small stool to eat melon seeds, and then didn't do anything. They just had a magic weapon for each person. You hit it and I threw it. Can the two of us chat all night?

So I still need to make more money.

Including the child who inexplicably "fell into the money nest", it was considered a favor owed by Chen Ping'an, not a small one.

This made Chen Pingan feel helpless.

After Du Yu carefully thought about it, he carefully put the Jinwujia Pill into his sleeve. Damn it.He was really serious, and said with a bright smile: "Senior, I, Du Yu, am really not boasting. I have experienced so many things with senior, now I am so brave!"

Chen Ping'an looked at Du Yu.

Du Yu chuckled, "I can pull him down!"

He said it himself first, without bothering his seniors.

Chen Pingan opened the folding fan, shook it gently, and said with a bright smile: "Hey, after meeting Jiang Shangzhen, brothers Du Yu have become very good at it."

Du Yu said with a thief smile : "Don't dare, don't dare, senior Jiang is a friend of the same generation as the senior, and I, the junior among the juniors, can't catch up with you."

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes and smiled: "I'm starting to get disgusting again. ”

Du Yu scratched his head.

After dawn, the senior asked him to do a strange thing and go to a store in Suijia City to buy Spring Festival couplets, painted door gods and the characters spring and blessing.

Du Yu was uneasy, not because he was afraid that people would throw excrement on him as soon as he went out, but because he was afraid that the gods on the top of the mountain, such as Old Ancestor Fan and Lord Ye, would pick on the weak persimmons and seize the opportunity. Slap yourself to death and run away.

Du Yu didn’t dare to ask more questions about the outcome of Senior’s trip to Cangjun Lake last night unless Senior himself said it.

Du Yu tremblingly went to buy some items that he had never touched in his life. Not only did he pay the bill, but he also gave some extra silver as a reward.

I must be kind and kind to others every day!

If he scared any kid on the street, Du Yu would take the initiative to admit his mistake.

Going back to the haunted house smoothly, Du Yu stood outside the door, carrying a package and wiping his sweat. The world was dangerous and murderous. As expected, it was better to stay closer to his senior to feel at ease. .

Everyone Du Yu meets on the road now is a master who hides deeply.

Then the senior took the package and without Du Yu’s help, he started posting the couplets of the door god and the words “spring” and “blessing” all by himself.

When the senior finished posting the last word "spring", he raised his head and was speechless.

Du Yu recalled for no reason that his predecessor once said, "The spring breeze comes once," and said that this was the best saying in the world and should not be misused.

The two left the haunted house.

Senior went to the ruins of the Fire God Temple. Wherever he went, the people dispersed in a rush, as fearful as jackals, tigers and leopards.

The senior squatted on the ground at the ruins of the main hall, twisted out three sticks of incense, put the incense on the ground, and said with a smile: "I can't fulfill your wish and fall down as soon as you close your eyes. I still have to do it." I want you to come back and be miserable with me. Next time we meet, don’t forget to buy me a drink after scolding me.”

Du Yu didn’t know why the senior said this, this person can’t die anymore. Can the god of the Fire God Temple still survive? Even if the ancestral temple can be rebuilt, the local government reshapes the clay statues, and does not clear the landscape ultimatum for the Yinping court, how much incense and how many pious prayers from the people of Suijia City will be needed to rebuild the golden body?

After the two left Suijia City together.

After walking through the mountains and rivers for some time, one day, the senior who had no longer worn a bamboo hat and a green shirt took out his bamboo hat and hiking pole again, and carried the heavy bamboo box on his back, but he still wore a uniform. Snow white robe.

Chen Pingan handed Du Yu two pages of paper, "One is called the Yang Qi Lamp Talisman, and the other is called the Barrier Breaking Talisman. From now on, if you walk around the world, whether you do good or evil, it will all be yours, Du Yu." However, you can only use these two things if you encounter some unnecessary things that you can do or not do, such as being a knight with a warm heart, or being a Qi practitioner who kills demons and eliminates harm for the people. Plant talismans. Otherwise, don't be greedy. If you learn how to draw talismans, treat them as two pieces of waste paper. Think about it before deciding whether to accept it or not. If not, remember to destroy it. Take it, just leave, it doesn’t matter.”

Du Yu took the two pieces of paper without hesitation, “Senior, don’t worry, as I said, life and death are all brought on by yourself. I took these two pieces of paper today and will learn the immortal talismans taught by my seniors in the future. As long as I am not in a certain death situation and I have the courage to do so, I, Du Yu, will definitely do it!"

The man smiled and patted Du Yu's shoulder, "Very good."

Du Yu actually had tears in his eyes.

Looking at the figure of the senior gradually retreating.

Du Yu suddenly asked: "Since you are a swordsman, why don't you travel far away with your sword?"

The man just held up his bamboo hat, waved his hand, and continued to move forward.

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