Chapter 676: Finally Traveling to the Far Away Realm

Of the sixty-one people imprisoned in the prison, there are very few fifth-level demon clans left.

Today’s sewing of core twisting is particularly critical, as it is the final stage at the spine.

The old deaf boy, with his hands clasped behind his back, came all the way to watch sewing.

As a demon clan, it is more comfortable to watch people endure hardship than to enjoy happiness.

The white-haired boy called his grandson.

The old deaf boy responded and made a meal to the deaf boy.

Chen Ping'an has long been sitting in meditation, his mind is immersed, his three souls and seven souls have been nailed with embroidery needles, and they are tightly imprisoned by twisting cores. The purpose was to prevent Chen Ping'an from being unable to bear the pain, unable to control himself, and ruining the interlocking sewing work that must not be missed at all.

Nuan Xin was very attentive to sewing clothes and "making wedding clothes" for the young hermit official.

The reason is simple. She will never have such an opportunity to practice her skills again in her life.

And once she succeeds, at least two qi practitioners in the world, especially those sanctimonious sect genealogy masters, will know that she twisted the core, and as a sewing worker like a mouse crossing the street, she finally made it. What a feat that has never been done before or since.

Be like that, whenever the art of chess is mentioned in the human world, Baidi City is destined to be unavoidable, and when it comes to Taoism, the Celestial Master cannot be circumvented.

So Nuxin is more eager to succeed than Chen Pingan.

So much so that a sewing man who is a Jade Purity monk would often feel his eyes become astringent and sore after using the knife and taking out the needle for a long time, so he picked up the sword-raising gourd at hand and poured out the needle. A water-rich green bead raised his head and dropped it into his eyes.

In addition to the sword-raising gourd borrowed from the young Yinguan, Nuxin, after sewing twice, took out two of the most precious treasures of the Immortal family at the bottom of the box, namely the golden urn and the jade book.

The old deaf child looked down at the golden jar and jade book, nodded and said: "Good stuff."

The white-haired boy said regretfully: "It's a pity. It will be discarded after use, otherwise my family will lose sight of it." Grandpa Guan, his eyes will definitely shine."

Both things are the origin of twisting the heart.

Nian Xin once confessed to Chen Pingan that her opportunity to practice Taoism was not only due to the many secret arts and magical powers of the sewing people, but also from the golden urn and the jade book, which are extremely orthodox treasures of the immortal family, and can be compared with The sewing skills complement each other, otherwise she would definitely not be alive today.

Ordinary cultivators, even if they are in the same Jade Purity realm as Nian Xin, cannot clearly see the contents of the Golden Lug and Jade Book, as if there is a natural landscape formation.

It’s just that the old deaf child and the white-haired boy are very unusual.

The Jade Book is a Zen jade book from an ancient dynasty in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth. The book is divided into twenty-four slips. The slips are connected in series with golden threads. Each piece of the jade book is cut and polished by secret techniques. Light.

The Golden Urn is a "Zhenju Zhenjuan". The authentic scroll is also called the Tujuan Tu. The whole volume is divided into three parts. The first part has a total of sixteen characters, the first eight characters, and the total number of gold inscriptions in the three holes. The fonts of the True Immortal Slips are all written in Yunzhuan script, surrounded by clouds and mist, flowing slowly. The last eight characters, Taoism and Heaven will last forever, are words of blessing. They were written by a great heavenly master from Longhu Mountain. part twoIt is a portrait of sixty-one immortals, and the third part is the main text of the "Zhenjuan". The content is about a queen who hopes to become a Taoist immortal king. It is said that after the fall of the dynasty, the woman devoted herself to cultivating Taoism and eventually achieved great success.

The jade book is okay. After it is spread out, it is only one foot.

But the real scroll, spread out, is more than ten feet long.

The reason why these two precious treasures were taken out is that the sewing people used unique skills to twist the cores, either picking out the characters, peeling off the talismans, or rubbing the cloud patterns, and then using the method of pasting the imperial edicts with yellow, one by one. Placed on the skin and bones of young hidden organs.

So Nuxin has reached the point where he is willing to go bankrupt for sewing this time.

As for how much suffering and pain the young people will suffer, Nuxin doesn't mind at all. Since he dares to come here and do this, he will just suffer it.

Looking at the golden urn and jade book on the ground, the old deaf man remembered a small thing. Previously, the old deaf man agreed to the young Yin Guan's deal in exchange for all three disciples' tails. out of jail.

The two parties have reached an agreement. The old deaf boy needs to come up with a Taoist method suitable for the practice of the demon clan, as well as two mountain objects of the highest grade of magic weapons, and they must be rare among the magic weapons. Whether to refine or use, the threshold should be low.

Giving two magic weapons as gifts is a trivial matter, but that method is a little troublesome.

A mountain Taoism that is passed down in an orderly manner must have many restrictions. Just like small objects and close objects, as well as some rare talismans, there are ways to open and close the door.

Another example is a certain ancestral talisman from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain. It has been blessed by the heavenly masters of all generations. Apart from the descendants of the Tianshi Mansion, let alone refining, no matter you are a monk in the Immortal Realm, Can't even lift it.

The profound magic techniques of the Immortal family, which are written in the form of formulas, are often in line with the Dao. After being compiled into a book, they naturally contain supernatural powers. Firstly, the material that carries the words of the Dao formula must not be simple. Secondly, even if The great monks have removed all kinds of restrictions, and even low-level Qi practitioners can't see it. Therefore, the Immortal family of Zongzitou often treasures Taoist books, which are mostly transmitted orally and heart-to-heart, which is called "personal transmission".

Furthermore, it is not easy for a preacher to teach from his heart orally. If he is not careful, he will destroy his disciples’ Taoism.

The old deaf man thought for a moment, and there was no point in keeping that Taoist book for himself. Anyway, he had never thought of starting a sect, so he simply lifted all the restrictions and gave it to the young hermit official. But after that , how Chen Ping'an teaches others, the old deaf child doesn't care. Handing toilet paper to people squatting in the toilet is very affectionate, and you can't wipe your buttocks as well.

The white-haired boy smiled and asked: "If it were Youyu and Du Shanyin, would they be rolling all over the ground with one strike?"

The old deaf boy shook his head and said: " After barely surviving two swords, there is still a chance. Anyway, these two bastards don't rely on hardship to practice, and their luck is more important than anything else."

Twist Heart. She put away the knife and rested for a moment. Because she was a little sluggish when using the knife before, she seemed to be in a bad mood. She heard the old deaf child andThe demon's noisy appearance made his face even more gloomy, and he said angrily: "Get away!"

The old deaf boy who was famous for his good temper on the Sword Qi Great Wall really stayed away from this place and climbed up the stairs. Even if they are ugly, they still have such a bad temper, no wonder they can't get married.

The white-haired boy floated beside the old deaf child, "Does Grandpa need help to sharpen that gloomy Taoist heart? You don't even need to thank Grandpa for such a small favor."

The old deaf child laughed and said: "I advise you not to do it. The boss swordsman is staring here. If my servant fails to protect the master, I will definitely settle the accounts with you before I am beaten to death. The old and new accounts will be together. Forget it."

After the two guys left, Nuxin let out a breath of turbid air, continued to calm down, and slowly lowered his sword.

What would be a horrific scene in the eyes of ordinary people, was too beautiful to behold in her eyes.

In the method of seal cutting, the Yang text is noble and light. After twisting the core and cutting the inscription, the clouds and mist rise, giving birth to five-color sesame. The Yin text is noble and turbid, like the dragon veins stretching from the roots of Dayue Mountain. Clear and light are like the sky, heavy and turbid are like the earth.

For example, if there is a four-character Yang Wen Yun seal script, instead of writing the real name of the great demon, write the "Tao Jing Master Treasure" seal script. Once the seal script is completed, there will be an auspicious atmosphere, lingering around, like a sea of ​​clouds surrounding a mountain. .

There are also eight ancient small seal scripts that are engraved with the words "Tai Yi Zhuang Bao, List of Immortals Seal Script". The characters are stacked on top of each other. It requires careful attention to the smallest details and stacking them into one character, which consumes a lot of effort in twisting the core. .

With that sword technique, the talisman pattern, the bending and winding are extremely full. There is a place for retracting the knife, and the place for retracting the pen looks like dewdrops, hanging low but not falling, and the water transport condenses like drops of morning dew.

There is also a cutting knife that is like a carpenter's shavings. The twister lowers its head and gently blows away the useless debris, and those debris naturally all come from the spine of the young hermit official.

After finishing work today, Nuxin dragged the young man to the small door again, complaining: "Chen Ping'an, I can't hold on, at most it's only thirty dollars. If not, If I close the knife in time, your entire spine will be destroyed. Do you want to break the Immortal Bridge again?"

The dying young man can no longer speak, but his lips are moving slightly. curse.

No blood stains were wasted on the ground, and the twisting core was not wasted. The blood would be connected into threads on its own, and eventually it would all be put into the embroidery bag at her waist.

The old deaf man stood at the small door, unlocked it, and threw the young official into the "furnace" of rolling golden magma in the house.

The old deaf boy closed the door.

Nuan Xin was about to leave when the old deaf man said: "How does Master Yin Guan kill the five realms? The boss Sword Immortal has never told you, how do you plan to solve it?"

Nuan Xin Xin shook his head and said, "He didn't say that."

The old deaf boy smiled and said, "Today is going smoothly?" Not being able to reach the Far Traveling Realm is not a long-term solution after all. In fact, the current pain is very painful, and a third of it is caused by him. If it were me, I would let the boss Sword Fairy use some sideways methods to break through the realm first. I'm in a hurry to leave, why don't I come back?Extremely anxious.

The old deaf child hummed, these troubles had nothing to do with him, and said: "Miss Nianxin, after being a neighbor for so many years, why don't I treat you to a meal of loach and tofu stewed now?" My young master is really good at his craftsmanship. It's better than chewing each other's internal organs and eating yourself. ”

The old deaf boy was ungrateful and drifted away.

The old deaf boy went to the big demon Qingqiu’s prison, and the big demon obediently handed over the three of them without even saying a word. Qian's life essence and blood and a large piece of flesh and blood, and then asked in a trembling voice: "Can you help me send a message to Yin Guan? "

I really can't bear it if this goes on.

The old deaf boy ate the flesh and blood of the green loach. It was full of muscles, but it tasted much worse than cooked food. He smiled and said: "Master Yinguan Didn't I find you again? Why, we still didn’t reach an agreement last time? "

The great demon Qingqiu smiled bitterly.

I did meet the young man again before, but at that time I wanted to drag the guy into prison, so I "declined" again The other party's suggestion.

The young man said that he heard that the loach is a kind of person who likes darkness and is most afraid of the sun. Then he threw a yellow paper talisman with a ghost painting into the cage, and the great demon Qingqiu used it. He grabbed the talisman, ate it, and ridiculed the young man's talisman skills.

After that, the young man stopped coming, but the old deaf boy came every once in a while.

The old deaf boy finished his meal and wiped it clean, put his hands behind his back and said, "What did you do earlier?" ”

Perhaps this day is the auspicious day for the great demon Qingqiu. Chen Pingan visited the cage of the great demon in the upper five realms.

When the young man passed by, the great demon Qingqiu immediately Appeared near the sword light fence and said: "How can I prevent Chengshan from causing trouble for me? "

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment. Chengshan was the old deaf boy's pseudonym in the wild world? The files on the old deaf boy in the Summer Palace only had two pages, and every page was written by Xiao Xun, the newly appointed hermit official. Each word was smeared into blocks of ink, one word at a time, neither tearing out the page directly nor scribbling over large areas. She seemed to be doing something very interesting.

Chen Ping'an. He stopped and looked at the great demon Qingqiu, "It's very simple. Tell me the inside story of the great demon Yiluohe Yangzhi. The more detailed the better. ”

The great demon Qingqiu was silent for a moment, with a sneer on his face, and then retreated directly into the fog barrier.

Chen Pingan did not force himself, and went to the first prison where Yun Qing was imprisoned. Ping An often comes here to chat with this big demon, just chatting about the customs and customs of their respective worlds.

Today the two sides are sitting opposite each other, separated by only a fence.

After Chen Pingan asked, he found out that Yun Qing had studied with Zhou Mi for several years, but he did not have the status of master and apprentice.

Moreover, Yun Qing liked to travel around the world, even traveling around the world. He also compiled a collection of poems, which was widely circulated in several dynasties in the wild world.pass.

At the end of today’s chat, the great demon Yunqing smiled and took off the bamboo flute from his waist that was engraved with the words “Relegated Immortal” and held it in his hand. “Half-immortal soldiers, keep them as useless and give them to Yin. Official."

On this bamboo flute, in addition to the three words "Relegation to Immortal", there is also a line of small words, "Luzhi Feng Guan".

The great demon Yunqing said that the reason for this object was that it was once an ascending head

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The great demon’s love object , if it is not seriously damaged and cannot be repaired, it is of Immortal Weapon rank.

Chen Pingan shook his head, "I dare not accept it."

Yun Qing asked doubtfully: "Why?"

Chen Pingan said: "Even if we meet each other, After all, the camps are different, so senior Yun Qing will kill me without delay."

Yun Qing nodded and said with a smile: "We are destined to each other."

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In the suspended building, Chen Pingan was walking in a circle, but his figure was involuntarily stooped and one arm drooped.

Nuan Xin sat on the steps in the distance and said: "If you don't reach the Far Traveling Realm, the consequences will be great. Even if you finally succeed, the effect will be greatly reduced."

Chen Pingan Nodding gently: "I know."

There is nothing he can do about it.

The white-haired boy appeared next to Nian Xin, turning into the scholar of the great demon Yunqing. He smiled and said: "Miss Nian Xin, to be honest, I have been in love with you for a long time. You are such a charming person." The hair on the temples is not the makeup of wealth in the world."

Twist the core and ignore it.

The demon's appearance changed again, and he said hoarsely: "Nuan Xin, you don't mind that I'm deaf and blind and I'm old, right?"

Nu Xin still ignored him.

The demon has transformed again, "Senior Nian Xin, you should not be judged by appearance. In my eyes and heart, you are all good-looking girls. There are thousands of good-looking women, but there is only one girl Nian Xin."

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Chen Pingan kept walking and said, "That's almost enough."

It turned out that the demon incarnation turned into Chen Pingan in blue.

Twisting the core is just a follow-up to thinking about sewing.

The demon regained his favorite skin and sat on the steps, "A man and a woman alone, without any emotion at all, how outrageous! What happened to you two, it is a disgrace to the scenery."

After Chen Ping'an moved the stake, he began to set up the stake with the sword stove. After setting up the stake for half an hour, he began to breathe in and out, calming down to warm the natal flying sword.

Twist core and leave.

The demon with a green snake in his head was unwilling to leave and stared at the sword-raising gourd beside Chen Pingan.

His dagger "Long Qiu" was staying inside. The one Chen Pingan returned earlier was pinned to his waist and named "Jiang Du".

They all have a good background, and they are just suitable for raising two little things hanging from their ears.

In fact, anything that can survive in this world for a long time will not be of poor quality.

But for an alien demon, there is actually noWhat does it mean? Just look at it.

He suddenly said: "Where is the immortal's body? Why don't I just give you the robe and let her wear the clothes and draw the sword?"

Chen Ping'an said calmly. : "The dead are the greatest."

After standing up, lean back, support the ground with one hand, close your eyes, and make a sword secret with the other hand.

The white-haired boy kept his promise and would not set foot in that building. He just wandered around, constantly changing into various monsters that died under Chen Ping'an's fists and swords. He only asked, "Who is the deceased?" Big? What about the living?"

Chen Pingan opened his eyes and put his fingers together against the ground, raising his feet slightly.

The white-haired boy who returned to his original appearance looked at him and said with a smile: "You don't agree with your words. You have been criticizing yourself, the strong, and the world."

Chen Ping'an re- He closed his eyes and said: "There is no fixed law."

The demon suddenly transformed into a woman and smiled sweetly.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, then opened his eyes and saw a face that could be fake.

What is in the heart, is what the eyes see.

This is the terrifying thing about the demon.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes and said, "You are responsible for the consequences."

The white-haired boy immediately shouted: "Grandpa Yin Guan, once your inner demon in the future is this, Woman, what should I do?"

Chen Pingan smiled slightly and said slowly: "I hope so."

The white-haired boy raised his hands and flicked his ears. The Green Snake on the edge made slight movements, but the sound was like ringing a bell, echoing throughout the world, and asked: "Why don't you practice?"

Chen Ping'an said in a deep voice: "Stay away from me!"

The white-haired boy complained: "I have lost a generation in vain. Grandpa Yinguan has made a loss in this business."

Then the next moment, the demon outside was as silent as a cicada, shrinking his neck.

It turned out that Chen Qingdu had grabbed his head and was holding it in his hand.

The old man simply used his sword to defeat him, and the demon's face became distorted. His whole body melted like a candle, and he was beyond recognition. He suddenly wailed and begged desperately for mercy.

Chen Pingan turned around and stood calmly.

Chen Qing threw the demon away, looked at Chen Ping'an, frowned and said, "None of the real names of the key demons can be carved out?"

The twisting core reappeared on the steps, "Don't blame me, it can be carved, but it will be carved on the dead."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "The bottleneck of martial arts is really not easy to break. Even if I had to fight against the demon, it would be useless. What I lack at the moment is that mysterious and profound divine will. Otherwise, just tempering my body, just enduring the sewing skills of Senior Nian Xin would be enough for me to reach the far-traveling realm. "

Chen Qingdu said: "Where can I find a perfect ten-level warrior for Lord Yinguan?"

Chen Pingan said: "Don't ask me."

Chen Qingdu smiled angrily.

Twisting core is an eye-opener.

The old deaf boy who followed the movement and came immediately was impressed.

The demon who was curled up on the steps felt that the shouts of Grandpa Yinguan were not in vain.

The result was that Lord Yin Guan was overwhelmed by the sword. He first bent over, then knelt down, and finally lay on the ground unable to move, almost turning into a puddle of mud.

Fortunately, the boss Jianxian showed some loyalty and threw Chen Pingan directly into the magma furnace.

After Chen Pingan disappeared.

Chen Qingdu waved his hand, and they left at the same time.

The old man stood in the pavilion, looked around, and his eyes slowly swept across the four pavilion pillars.

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Chen Pingan rarely left the prison to take a breath.

The white-haired boy soon appeared and encouraged the young Yin Guan to go to the place where the Xing Guan practiced Taoism. He said that there were many treasures there, and they were all ownerless things, so you could pick them up at will.

Just take a look, if you don’t pick it up, you won’t pick it up.

Chen Pingan, led by the demon outside, came to the stream, looking a little dazed, as if he was in his hometown, going to pick up snake gallstones. But a big basket is missing.

The white-haired boy is simply a god of retribution who is not doing his job properly. He told Chen Pingan in detail about the current situation of the two pairs of masters and servants, and said that Youyu is a little idiot who is slow to learn everything. Compared with the old deaf child The three disciples he recruited were simply incomparable. He said that Du Shanyin's sword training qualifications were good, and his luck was better, but it was a pity that he was a big pervert. These guys could become the masters of old deaf children and criminal officials. He was really sad for Yin Guan's grandfather.

Chen Ping'an suddenly stopped. Not far away by the stream, there was a woman making clothes and a servant girl wearing gauze.

Chen Pingan looked at it intently and felt incredible. I have traveled all over the world, and I have seen those little incense men who make plaques and incense burners their home. I have even seen Cui Dongshan's Chongyin, but I have never seen the two women in front of me.

The white-haired boy admired: "Grandpa Yin Guan has really good eyesight. He immediately saw their true identities. They are the ancestral money incarnations of Jin Jing Qian and Guyu Qian respectively. Du Shan Yin It's absolutely impossible. I only saw their pretty faces, big breasts, and small waists. Youyu was even more pitiful. I didn't dare to take a second look at them. Only Grandpa Yinguan was a real hero."

When the young girl saw Huansha, she put a finger on her cheek.

Chen Pingan returned the gift.

The white-haired boy stamped his feet and said: "Grandpa Yin Guan, how can they deserve your old man's gift? I will kill them."

Chen Ping ignored him and walked towards the hut. Over there, I was thinking about money.

There are three kinds of gold and copper coins in Dali, namely the spring-welcoming money, the offering money, and the winning money. It used to be the money to buy the way into Lizhu Cave, and Chen Ping'an was no stranger to it. After all, the first mountain top was bought with a few bags of gold and copper coins. Three kinds of gold sold by the Great Li Dynasty to various immortal forcesIt is said that the Mohist family helped the Song family to first create three types of refined copper coins, the most exquisite in appearance and the most beautiful product, and then refined them on a large scale.

Even the ordinary copper coins made by secular dynasties are the favorites of many immortal masters on the mountain, and they are treasures that collectors spend a lot of money to buy.

Together with gold and fine copper coins, the imperial court issued new coins, as well as three kinds of fairy coins including Shanxue coins, Xiaoshu coins and Guyu coins. On top of Diaomu coins, there is still an ancestral coin.

The ancestral money of Xue Qianqian was naturally collected by the Liu family of Ai Aizhou, but the whereabouts of Xiaoshu Qian and Guyu Qian’s ancestral money have never been confirmed. I never thought that Guyu Qian’s ancestral money would be punished. With the official in his pocket, he had the opportunity to manifest into a human being.

There are spiritual beings in the world, as long as they transform into human form, no matter what their roots are, and they have developed spiritual wisdom, they are all created by the great path, and they can be regarded as mountain climbers. There is absolutely nothing wrong with treating each other with courtesy.

The young Du Shanyin had nothing to do today. He stood under the grape trellis and looked at the two guests from a distance.

The white-haired boy was still fighting against his "Grandpa Yin Guan". He walked side by side with Chen Pingan, but walked backwards and pointed at the two women who only made clothes and clothes every day. "It is unbridled and unbridled, it is what it is now."

The woman in clothes and the girl in gauze were originally no different from the beauties in the countryside. After the demon said the word "now", they actually had strange phenomena, and their skin They are in golden and green colors respectively, with words vaguely emerging, especially on the forehead of the little servant girl Huansha, which looks like a small skylight. This is probably because when she was born, the words were like chops and the marks of the knife still existed.

But they didn't realize it and just continued to dress and dress.

The white-haired boy said softly: "Ancestral coins in the world often come in pairs. If both of them become spirits and then become a couple, tsk tsk tsk, it will be a once-in-a-lifetime blessing." , Money begets money, Grandpa Yin Guan, as long as you agree to take me to Haoran Tianxia, ​​I will help you get them from the Xingguan Jianxian. Later, when you get to Haoran Tianxia, ​​I will work non-stop, eyes wide open, and help you old man go there. How about looking for their Taoist companion?"

Chen Ping'an said: "No way."

Sword Immortal Punishment Officer was in the hut, but even though Yin Guan came to the door, he didn't open the door. The meaning of guest.

Chen Ping'an was just here to relax, and it didn't matter the executioner's attitude, as long as he didn't get hit by a sword.

Du Shanyin saluted and said: "Meet Mr. Yinguan."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Whatever."

Du Shanyin remembered something. He patted his head and went to get two bags of gold powder. He handed out one bag first and said, "I beg you, Mr. Yin Guan, to accept it."

Chen Pingan really accepted it.

Du Shanyin handed over another bag of gold powder and said, "I would like to ask Mr. Yin Guan to tell you a story about the landscape."

The white-haired boy smiled playfully.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to hold the tall boy's head and said with a smile: "Even if you become a veritable master of criminals in the future, don'tDon't do this again. "

Du Shanyin raised his head with a calm expression, "May I ask why? ”

Chen Ping’an stopped talking, just passed by the young man, and moved to admire the colorful flower god porcelain cups hanging in the air.

The white-haired boy jumped up and took pictures. He touched the young man's shoulder and said, "You are a man of talent, keep up the good work! My grandpa, a hidden official, is jealous of your deep blessings. Being carried away with one's emotions is a complimentary term for those who practice Taoism. "

Du Shanyin grinned, "Just kidding. "

The white-haired boy asked doubtfully: "Why are you not afraid of me at all? "

Du Shanyin's thoughts moved slightly, and a flash of sword light suddenly hovered over the young man's shoulder, like a bird standing on a branch.

Du Shanyin said: "The executioner will This thing

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was given to me as a gift. "

The white-haired boy immediately said: "For this reason, I will call you daddy from now on! "

Du Shan Yingang smiled a little, but his face suddenly froze.

Chen Ping'an was looking up at the bottom of a flower god porcelain cup and said with a smile: "You just It's a good idea to make a fire. "

The white-haired boy laughed.

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked at the back of the tall boy, "Why don't you dare to draw your sword within your rules? "

Du Shanyin turned around and said with a smile: "In my eyes, you are all masters of the Tao, playing with the world, and nothing is too much. "

Chen Pingan laughed it off and continued to look at the porcelain cup and the poem on the occasion. The content was excellent and he accepted it with a smile.

The white-haired boy asked: "Du Shanyin , Mr. Criminal Officer, have you ever told you that after you learn swordsmanship in the future, if you have the opportunity to travel around the world, you must kill all the flower-picking thieves on the mountains? Did he give you so many treasures from the Immortal Family that you never dared to think about in one go? For example, among them is the fairy book that specifically writes the word "god"? But deep down in your heart, you regret that those two aunts didn’t send you as a gift, so there’s something missing in the ointment? "

"It's okay. It just so happens that my Grandpa Yin Guan has no idea about them. I'll help you beg the Xing Guan for help. No need to thank me! Oh, forget it, when I say this, your thoughts about them will fade away. You always feel that they are already discarded by Lord Yinguan as if they were old shoes. In your heart, they will not be so fairy-like, otherwise they will be Is it wrong to be a head shorter than Grandpa Yinguan? Don’t worry, this is human nature and there is no need to be ashamed. If you want to reach the top of Taoist cultivation, you should be like this: take what you see, throw it away if you don’t like it, break it if you are disgusted, snatch it if you love it..."

Du Shanyin was horrified in his heart. His expression became more and more embarrassing, so he could only remain silent.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say anything.

He was given too many opportunities and did not consider whether to accept it or not. It's okay, the person who gave it doesn't want it, and the person who takes it doesn't want it either.

But Chen Ping'an thought about it again. It's hard to say that this kind of mind is the root of Du Shanyin's greatness. Who can say the level of achievement? It’s just about the depth of thinking.

What’s more, A Liang is right.What do you care about, what do you care about, can you care about it, can you care about it?

The white-haired boy was somewhat elated. He had chirped so much that even the executioners in the hut had not said a word, which was a good sign. As expected of Mr. Xingguan who doesn’t care about anything, he is completely different from Grandpa Yinguan.

He walked to Chen Pingan and pointed to a white jade table outside the grape trellis, "Honey, it's a pity that the fairy book on the table is already Du Shanyin's. The book has already raised There are a lot of little guys, which are beyond comparison with ordinary silverfish. They are all very valuable."

Chen Pingan walked out of the grape trellis, went directly to the stone table, and opened a page of the book. The books are all filled with the characters "神仙" in different fonts, both in cursive and regular seal characters.

The white-haired boy asked in a low voice: "Reading a book without saying hello to Du Shanyin, Grandpa Yinguan, this is not like your style."

Chen Pingan I ignored it and just flipped through the book, looking for traces of the silverfish.

Li Huai seems to have some silverfish in the book, but I don’t know if he has become a master now.

The white-haired boy murmured, "Sir Yin Guan is definitely not a little idiot. Why? Could it be that his mood has changed again? Or is he deliberately trying to bluff me? He lied to me." "A dagger?"

Chen Pingan couldn't see the so-called "little guy" after flipping through the book, so he had to give up.

According to ancient books, there is an allusion that silverfish eat three immortal characters.

If the silverfish enters the Taoist scriptures and eats the immortal characters for a long time, the body will have five colors. If a person swallows it, it can lead to immortality. At the end, it can also make literary thoughts spring up and wonderful pens bloom.

One is a general talk in the writings of a literati, and the other is a word of mouth from a practitioner on the mountain.

It’s just the so-called immortal words, even those who practice Taoism on the mountain don’t understand the deep meaning. All we know is that the silverfish's previous life was a wall fish that was only born in scholarly families and was hidden in pen holders, inkstones or lamp shadows. On the other hand, people in the field of literature say that if you write the word "immortal" on an expensive letterhead, cut it into pieces and put it in a bottle, a wall fish will sneak in, eat up the shredded paper, and hopefully grow into a silverfish.

The white-haired boy slapped the white jade table, "How shameless? Do you believe that I will write the word "wine" in the book and get you little bastards drunk to death?!"

Chen Pingan took a closer look and saw that between two lines of the word "immortal" on the page, little guys the size of fingernails kept appearing, "climbing over the wall" from different pages, from high to low, sickly. Yan squatted between the pages of the book, looking pitifully at him and the white-haired boy.

Chen Pingan smiled and said "Excuse me" and gently closed the book.

The white-haired boy knelt on the stone bench, stretched out his hand to cover the book, and explained: "The silverfish become fairy queens, which is the most fun. They can eat whatever is written in the book, and All kinds of changes, such as writing poems related to wine, you will really be drunk and staggering, first write about young beauties, and then write about romantic poems about women in the boudoir, their appearance in the book will really turn into women in the boudoir, but It won’t last long and will return to its original shape soon.”

The white-haired boy flipped through the book, probably.Because of the great reputation, every time you turn a page, the little people will rush to follow you.

Chen Pingan thought for a while and asked: "What if I write about shit and peeing?"

The little people were speechless one by one, feeling that there was nothing left to love in life, and the world was full of them. How could there be such a heartbroken person?

The white-haired boy stretched out his thumb and said loudly: "Grandpa Yin Guan's wonderful ideas are rare in the world! When I meet the grandfather of the novelist in the future, I will definitely be able to talk to each other happily and regret seeing each other so late." ! When I follow Grandpa Yinguan to the Middle Earth Continent, I must go to that white paper paradise!"

Chen Ping'an sat on the stone bench.

The white-haired boy no longer paid attention to the book and pointed to the stream that actually belonged to the sourceless water. "This is extremely rare fire in water, which looks like water but is actually fire. Grandpa Yinguan can use it to refine it." It turned into the last Five Elements natal object. Chen Qing is not stingy, and the prison officer is more generous. I can help move it to Xingting."

Chen Pingan stood up and said, "I came without invitation." , Already a bad guest."

As soon as Chen Pingan left, the white-haired boy had no choice but to follow.

Fucking around with Du Shanyin was a joke, but I still followed Chen Ping'an, and there were constant surprises.

For example, when I visited today, facing that hut, the young hermit official did not salute when he came and did not say goodbye when he left.

The white-haired boy followed Chen Pingan with a poop, "Grandpa Yin Guan, there is something different today. My heart is open and closed, I really follow my heart, I am relaxed and well-mannered, I am very happy to congratulate you."

Obviously the young hidden official is in no hurry to return to prison.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You want to achieve your wish through that stream? Why beat around the bush, just say it."

The white-haired boy asked: "Just say it. Can it be done?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Of course not."

Be careful about etiquette and rules.

Whether it is an apprentice in a dragon kiln or a young man traveling far away from the clay bottle alley, as long as he is trekking through mountains and rivers, he must do what a man wearing straw sandals and holding a hatchet should do.

The Yinguan in charge, the second shopkeeper who sells wine, the pure martial artist who practices boxing, and the swordsman who raises swords have different identities, do different things, and speak different words.

In the final analysis, of course, they are still the same person.

The white-haired boy lamented: "My grandpa Yinguan, I am not as bullying as you."

Then the childish-looking demon said with emotion: "Forget it. , I am not a human being."

Chen Ping'an said: "Whether I am a human being or not depends on my heart."

The white-haired boy sneered, "A person. People with evil intentions are not still human beings."

Chen Ping'an said: "Bodhisattvas are still human beings with evil intentions."

We walked to the corpse of an ancient demon, which lay across the mountain.

"Let's go!"

Chen Ping'an took a heavy step and punched suddenly. The corpse was rotten and corrupted. It could no longer be called tough, so a "valley" was randomly cut out by the punch. "the way.

WhiteThe boy clapped his hands and cheered.

Chen Pingan squinted at the seemingly naughty alien demon and said slowly: "The sad story of that fox demon is really nothing new. If you write books and sell articles, it will be difficult to make money."

Traveling around, I have seen the fox fairy ringing the bell and the female ghost scratching the door. One is disturbing and the other is scary.

I also saw sparrows listening to Buddhist teachings on the branches, and old ghosts riding on foxes and singing "Pan Shan'er".

The white-haired boy said, "It's okay, I'll change it again."

Then he pretended to be surprised and said, "I forgot about her fate, there is nothing new."

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Chen Pingan suddenly said: "I have guessed your roots."

Looking up, he seemed to be looking at the white jade capital in another world.

The white-haired boy sighed, "Coupled with the suppression of the Western Buddhist countries, does it count as a different kind of one power to transform the three pure states?"

Chen Pingan changed the subject and said Gu Zi laughed, "A down-and-out scholar can only do three things: acting, teaching, and selling literature."

When he was the last hidden official in the history of the Great Sword Qi Wall, he told the stories of landscapes in the streets and sold them. Seals and fans were all put together, but unfortunately they failed to make any money.

The white-haired boy is listless.

Chen Pingan stood up from the ground, dressed in a green shirt, soared straight into the sky, and then swam in the sea of ​​clouds against the wind, his sleeves making a sound.

In fact, in addition to wielding a sword, one can barely control the wind, but it can only be supported by a breath of pure Qi, and it is consumed very quickly.

On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, four flying swords, Pine Needle and Ke Lei, were sacrificed, hovering everywhere.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, I jumped, and every time I happened to step on the flying sword, I was floating around like this.

The white-haired boy yawned.

Chen Pingan put away the four flying swords, fell backwards, and fell straight to the ground.

Still feeling leisurely, I glanced at the slender stream in the distance.

Water is in the sky? The sky is in the water?

Chen Pingan was so straight that he hit his head into the ground.

The white-haired boy above the sea of ​​clouds was slightly surprised, and when he suddenly raised his head, he felt that the color of the sky and the earth had changed.

After a while, the outer demon stood up, its momentum changed completely, and after receiving Chen Qingdu's "law", it finally showed the appearance of an ascended outer demon.

Pick up a handful of water from the sea of ​​clouds, wave the clouds into your sleeves, and throw them towards the sky. There will be a bright moon hanging in the sky, so on the palm of your hand, you can hold the water moon in your hand.

The moon in the water shattered with one palm.

The world has changed again.

The white-haired boy has disappeared.

In an instant, the sea of ​​clouds rolled in, and then it seemed as if someone had accidentally created a huge hole. Vaguely, a vague immortal on the clouds could be seen, overlooking the earth, laughing and saying: "Little Little Confucian scholar, you don’t know what you’re capable of. Can I play with you?”

Then another golden giant slowly extended a punch and sneered: “Do you dare to take another punch?”

Chen Pingan was already standing on the ground, looking up.

Spitted hard, rolled up the sleeves with both hands, but then flattened them again.

A young man in white clothes traveled far away from his body. After standing side by side with the young man in green clothes, he sighed: "It is really unpleasant to be in a cage for a long time."

Chen Pingan Smiled and said: "Speak like a human being."

The Yin God in white with big sleeves fluttering, very carefree, with hot eyes, laughed and said: "Fuck you! Let them kowtow to me!"

Very good.

That’s right.

As expected of me, Chen Pingan!

The earth shook violently.

Wear a green shirt and go straight to the sea of ​​clouds.

The martial artist asks the sky with his fist.

Then the Yin Shen in white soared up, the whole earth was my world, and countless flying swords went to the sea of ​​clouds together.

The swordsman asked the immortal on the sword cloud.

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North of the Sword Qi Great Wall, south of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

There are streams of martial arts running wildly, covering the sky and the sun, as if looking for the missing person with fists in the sky.

(End of this chapter)