Sword of Coming

The Fan family's Osmanthus Island cross-continental ferry will depart in six days, and the Sun family's mountain turtles have already taken the lead in traveling to the sea. Chen Ping'an wanted to see the mountain turtles with his own eyes, but he thought there were so many people in Old Dragon City recently. With mixed eyesight, Zheng Dafeng had just broken through and caused a big fuss, so he told himself not to cause trouble to others, and drank this curiosity along with the drink.

In the next two days, the young man from the Fan family came to Chenchen Pharmacy every day, carrying osmanthus wine and asking for martial arts lessons from Zheng Dafeng. Although Zheng Dafeng was not a serious person, when talking about martial arts, he was completely different from the other two, although his words were still a bit fancy. However, Chen Ping'an was listening and felt that it would be of great help to the Fan family boy in his current martial arts breakthrough. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a good word. It's just that what Zheng Dafeng said was of little use to Chen Ping'an, and in the end he still had some doubts in his heart.

Zheng Dafeng didn't mind Chen Pingan listening to these little fights about the bottleneck of the three realms. He even wished that Chen Pingan would come out and teach the Fan family boys by words and deeds. By then, he would be happy and relaxed, and he could run forward. Shop to relieve the worries of sisters and brothers. It's a pity that Chen Ping'an only listened but didn't talk, pretending to be stupid and crazy, as if he was not proud of his martial arts skills at all. This made Zheng Dafeng even more resentful. Look, a young man who is more stable than the old monk who entered Ding and the Taoist Zuowang. How could he like the unruly Zheng Dafeng?

If Chen Ping'an hadn't been half of his evangelists, and if he hadn't been able to enjoy a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus brew every day, Zheng Dafeng would have told Chen Ping'an to pack up and get out, leave this spring-filled medicine shop and move to the Fan family's mansion. While I am your honored guest, I can just pull my own skin and show off my power.

That day, after Fan Er listened to Zheng Dafeng's explanation of his doubts, the man had already hurriedly went to the shop to tease the woman. The young man started chatting with Chen Pingan, and the two peers sat under the eaves to enjoy the cool air.

Compared with Sun Jiashu, who is already the head of the family and has heavy responsibilities, Sun Jiashu's words and deeds are impeccable, making people feel like spring breeze. Young Fan Er is much more immature, but he is not the kind of naive who is completely unaware of the sufferings of the people. The young man He is smart, cheerful and straightforward, and has an excellent upbringing. His parents are probably big-hearted, and it can be seen in the matter of choosing a name.

Whenever the boy talks about his sister Fan Junmao, he is full of admiration. You must know that he and his sister have the same father, not to mention that he was born in a wealthy family, but Fan Er is very fond of the "aunt" who is the housewife of the Fan family. ", she is also very close to her. She always says that her biological mother pampers her too much, which is good, but she is worried that she will not grow up. My aunt has always doted on me, but she also follows the rules, knows right and wrong, and is enlightened by reading. Now, if you are successful in practicing martial arts, and if you do well in dealing with others, your aunt will praise you and tell you what is good about you. But if you do something wrong, your aunt will treat you as an adult and will never scold or scold you, but talk to you calmly and calmly. He was reasonable, so Fan Er respected this lady from the bottom of his heart.

Young Fan Er is willing to talk about the joys and sorrows unique to young people to Chen Ping'an, a young man from Dali whom he has just met.

Chen Pingan quietly listened to Fan Er's story and listened with gusto. At first, Fan Er was afraid that Chen Pingan would be annoying. Later, when he saw that Chen Pingan really liked it, Fan Er couldn't help but drink a few more sips of wine.

Chen Ping'an later told Fan Er many things about his hometown of Longquan, including his work as a kiln worker, burning charcoal, and going up mountains and rivers.

Fan Er's questions that followed were often very unreasonable, "Chen Ping'an, do you still want to eat soil? Is it as delicious as rice? No matter, as long as you can bear the hunger! Otherwise, you can teach me which soil is better Eat some, and before I am punished and starve at home, I will grab a big bag of dirt on the way to the ancestral hall!"

"Can you make a piece of porcelain by yourself from beginning to end? Chen Ping'an, you must give me a piece of porcelain when I am an adult in the future. A small thing like a wine glass and tea cup will be fine. No need. It’s too particular, just have a rough shape that people can recognize, so I can show off to people and say that my friend made it with his own hands, and they will be disappointed and jealous to death.”

"What is a patio? What should I do when it's windy, rainy, and snowy? Can I raise fish, turtles, shrimps, and crabs in the pond facing the patio?"

Chen Pingan answered Fan Er one by one, and finally said with a smile what made Fan Er the happiest, "I have a good friend named Liu Xianyang, who is very promising now. He has gone to a place as far away as Posu Island by himself, and he has set up a trap." He taught me how to make bows and arrows, and I will introduce you two to each other later."

Fan Er was just there pecking at the rice, his face filled with anticipation.

He has already begun to think about how Chen Ping'an and Liu Xianyang will come to visit one day in the future, how he will arrange their accommodation, what wine and food they will drink every day, and where they will go to Laolong City...

After that, Fan Er didn't come to Chenchen Pharmacy for a whole day.

In the dusk that day, the drug store closed early. Chen Ping'an and Zheng Dafeng were in the main room in the backyard, eating a table of meals cooked by a woman. Zheng Dafeng wanted to use his beauty to make the sister not charge. So that he could gain face in front of Chen Ping'an, but the woman refused to recognize her relatives and was categorical that a copper coin was indispensable.

Zheng Dafeng held chopsticks in one hand and a cup in the other, eating and drinking at the same time. He asked casually: "You have been chatting with the Fan family boy all day long. Is it interesting?"

Chen Pingan chewed the food slowly and put down his chopsticks, "Interesting."

Zheng Dafeng sneered, but in the end he couldn't help but take the initiative to speak, "I left Lizhu Cave in such a short time, and you caught so many treasures? How did you get it, tell me? Did you get lucky by stepping on shit all the way? of?"

Chen Pingan said back, "I'm not familiar with you."

Zheng Dafeng squinted and said, "Are you already familiar with Fan Er?"

Chen Pingan said: "I am more familiar with you."

Zheng Dafeng grinned, "The old man is willing to sell you the fifteen he has treasured for a long time. He is really good to you."

Chen Ping'an didn't refute anything this time.

Since Po Gong spoke first, Zheng Dafeng didn't want to lose face and asked again, "Have you parted ways with that smart guy Sun Jiashu?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "This grandson is very rich. Why don't you try to save him? Become friends with him, even if you are a fair-weather friend. When you come to Old Dragon City in the future, I will keep your boy safe for food and drink."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "That's it."

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Pingan added: "Sun Jiashu is not a bad person, but he is not kind enough in some things. If I were a businessman, I would not dare to do big business with him. Because people like him have an estimate for everyone. Sun Jiashu knows exactly how much it is worth and when he should do business. In the end, no matter how good the relationship is, it is just business. Who can guarantee that he will not sell people to make money? But I may be wrong. I fell in love with him and misunderstood him, but no matter what, what happens to Sun Jiashu has nothing to do with me."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "He is not as simple as you think, and of course not as bad as you think. This person will be great in the future. You missed him today, which is not only Sun Jiashu's loss, but also your kid's loss. If you If you don’t believe it, let’s wait and see.”

Chen Ping'an asked: "You mean the financial loss?"

Zheng Dafeng put one leg on the bench, "Otherwise? The world is bustling, what are you after? Fame, not money? Cultivation, not money? It's all money."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's just money, so it doesn't matter."

Zheng Dafeng knew what Chen Pingan meant. He was reluctant to give up money, but he was also willing to give up money. It seemed contradictory, but in fact it was not contradictory. In the final analysis, the path for everyone, especially for practitioners, lies in the balance of the left and right feet. As long as it is done At this point, even if you jump forward, you can still reach the top of the mountains.

They once walked side by side and then went their separate ways. This does not necessarily mean that Chen Ping'an and Sun Jiashu are superior or inferior. The difference between them is good or bad, just that they are on different paths.

In fact, Zheng Dafeng had a thorough understanding of the character of the young man in front of him, but it was just as good as arsenic for others. If Li Er liked it, he didn't like it, but if he didn't like it, he didn't like it. He had to admit that Chen Ping'an could step by step There is a way to get to where we are today. Furthermore, how many people in the world can be his evangelist, Zheng Dafeng?

The old man can do it, but he doesn't want to. He only recognizes the master-disciple relationship and doesn't want to think more about the word Tao.

Chen Ping'an may not be willing, but there are no coincidences in the world, it's just so interesting.

Zheng Dafeng couldn't help but think of some distant scenes, some of which he had seen up close and personal, and some of which were still a little far away for the time being. The man felt a little lazy and boring, and decided to end this scene with a table of salty and salty food. During the conversation, he said: "I will repay you the five cents I owe you before you sit on Osmanthus Island. It must be fair. This time I break the situation, I will also settle the bill with you. Since the old man didn't make it clear about the guardian , I don’t think I’m your protector, so I’ll just pretend it’s not the case, at least with you Chen Ping’an.”

Chen Pingan had no objection and nodded in agreement.

Zheng Dafeng picked up the old cigarette stick and started to smoke. After smoking dry cigarettes for a long time, it became a natural habit and he felt it was quite good. No wonder the old man liked it.

Zheng Dafeng's eyes were in a trance.

When he broke through the sea of ​​clouds, Zheng Dafeng almost accomplished the feat of breaking through two realms in one day. Then Zheng Dafeng saw a scene above the sea of ​​clouds.

Let him give up the idea.

In the nineties of a pure martial artist, one needs to hit the Heavenly Gate, and the Heavenly Gate will naturally be visible. This is not surprising, but Zheng Dafeng is convinced that the Tianmen he sees is absolutely different from any martial arts senior who has reached the tenth level.

That heavenly gate indeed appeared.

But there is more than just Tianmen.

Zheng Dafeng saw a divine general with a vague face on a large pillar of the Tianmen, wearing a pair of solemn armor like frost and snow. The general was nailed to the pillar of the Tianmen with a sword, and his golden blood, Covered with Tianzhu.

Zheng Dafeng looked up at the miserable corpse.

For a moment, it was as if the corpse of the god general came to life and was staring at Zheng Dafeng. The god general's lips moved slightly, as if he was saying a word.

Walk!

At that moment, Zheng Dafeng was almost about to have his liver and gallbladder burst, his soul to be scattered, and he was even closer to becoming a wretch who fell into trouble as soon as he broke through.

The appearance of Fu Qi at that time helped Zheng Dafeng break away from that bondage, and at this moment, Chen Ping'an's question broke Zheng Dafeng's thoughts.

"Zheng Dafeng, I was beaten out of my third realm by punch after punch. Since Fan Er is not good at the third realm, why don't you help him?"

Zheng Dafeng stared blankly at the guy in front of him and laughed out loud, "Do you think Fan Er's Third Realm foundation is 'not very good'?"

Chen Pingan frowned and said, "Is it 'very bad'?"

Zheng Dafeng almost choked to death on a puff of dry cigarette, and laughed loudly: "That's not good! Not to mention me, Zheng Dafeng, senior brother Li Er, and of course the vassal king Song Changjing. According to the normal standards of Aquarius continent martial arts, Fan Er's foundation is from the first level to the third level. He is already good enough in fighting. Moreover, Fan Er himself is a martial arts genius. You kid actually said that he is not good? Then the pure martial artist of Aquarius Continent can kill himself with a piece of tofu. Forget it, or you can hang yourself with a girl's belt."

Chen Ping'an was doubtful, always feeling that this guy was shirking responsibility. He thought about having fun with the drugstore woman all day long, and didn't want to spend more time on Fan Er.

Zheng Dafeng said with a smile: "Now I have to add you. If I remember correctly, Li Er's background in the Third Realm may be a little worse than yours. But don't be too happy too early. You are only a Third Realm person." Li Er's foundation in the ninth realm is the strongest in the world, and my eighth realm is almost the same. It's strange, who has such great ability, can beat you out of the third realm with fists? It's impossible. Is Li Er calling the old man back to Lizhu Cave and teaching you step by step?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "It's someone else."

Zheng Dafeng was really curious this time and stopped smoking dry cigarettes. "How did that person temper his body and soul?"

Chen Ping'an's expression changed slightly. Just thinking back to the situation in the down-and-out Shanzhulou made him feel bad.

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "You can talk about it casually. You just need to have a brief chat. In addition to all the previous transactions, I will give you another entry-level martial arts sword manual that is known as the 'most correct'. It was the old man's first book." There is a Yin Shen who was a sword cultivator in life. I, Li Er, and Li Liu have all learned it, but it is the least meaningful to me. The old man mainly does it for Li Liu, but it may not be useless to you Chen Ping'an."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and said: "Tempering the body, mind and soul is just like pounding glutinous rice and making mochi. Believe it or not, it's that simple, but I still have to do something later..."

At this point, Chen Ping'an stuck his fingers together and pointed at his arm, "Then peel the skin and cramp yourself, inch by inch, slowly and without blinking. There is no need to completely peel off the skin or rupture the tendons. Every time Every time, someone told me when it would be over, and then I would be carried to soak the medicine bucket, and the wound would heal quickly."

Zheng Dafeng asked: "How many times in total? Once or twice? Three or four times?"

Chen Ping'an grinned, "I have to do it every day, I can't count it with one pair of hands."

Zheng Dafeng looked incredulous at first, and then burst into laughter, "Okay, okay, I've suffered so much from you, I'm so happy just thinking about it. I'll sort out the sword manual later, and I promise not to do anything. I’ll give it to you in its entirety!”

Chen Pingan rolled his eyes.

This guy is boring enough.

But think about it, if you weren't bored, how could you open such a pharmacy that makes no money but only loses money every day?

Zheng Dafeng laughed for a long time and finally stopped laughing, "Fan Er's innate foundation is no worse than yours, but in terms of mentality, he is our young master after all. He has not been tempered enough, so the martial arts foundation of body, soul and soul is, to put it harshly, , compared to us, we are still strong on the outside and capable on the inside, and cannot withstand your torment, otherwise it will break."

Zheng Dafeng pinched the cup on the wine table with his fingers, and it instantly turned into powder.

Zheng Dafeng said calmly: "Is martial arts more important? Or is life more important?"

Chen Ping'an started to get up and put away the dishes.

Zheng Dafeng felt heavy.

Because he suddenly discovered that when Chen Pingan's porcelain was broken, the water was very deep, even deeper than imagined.

For no reason, Zheng Dafeng felt a little pity for the young man as he stacked the dishes skillfully.

Chen Pingan?

There’s nothing much to say except the surname. The name seems to be reversed, right?

Zheng Dafeng asked casually: "Chen Ping'an, who do you look like, your father or your mother?"

Chen Pingan blurted out: "I heard from my old neighbor that he should follow my mother more."

Then Chen Ping'an glanced at Zheng Dafeng and said, "Anyway, anyone is more upright than you."

Zheng Dafeng said angrily: "Gungungun, go clear your dishes!"

I really shouldn't have that kind of compassion for this kid.

Previously, at the Dragon Climbing Platform on the east coast of the old Dragon City, the city lord Fu Qi went to the sea of ​​clouds to investigate the vision. After not returning for a long time, the man who was cultivating in the golden elixir realm on the seaside left the place of cultivation and came to Next to the young city lord Fu Nanhua, Fu Nanhua realized that something was wrong. Following the old man's line of sight, he saw a man walking slowly in the distance with a sword behind him. He looked relaxed, just like a tourist who had come here. As a foreigner, Fu Nanhua couldn't tell the depth of the other party, so he asked softly: "Is this person very advanced?"

The old man Jindan was able to help the Fu family sit on the Dragon Platform alone. His combat power was quite good. The two magic weapons were both offensive and defensive. He was among the best in the entire Old Dragon City. The look on the old man's face at this moment was anything but relaxed. He was serious. The voice said: "I think it's very high."

Fu Nanhua was a little shocked. What he said was very sensible. It was not "extremely high" but "want to come". This meant that even a big man in the Golden Core Realm could not see the other party's true strength, and his realm was compared to the old man's. The ninth level, the golden elixir level, is only high but not low. The most terrifying thing is the uninvited guest with a sword. Once he is a sword cultivator, even if he is only in the Nascent Soul realm above the Golden Core, the killing power of a tenth realm sword cultivator can be imagined.

Fu Nanhua asked again: "Is this person evil?"

The Jindan realm shook his head and said: "It doesn't look like it."

The man walked leisurely, completely ignoring the rules of the forbidden area established by the Fu family of Old Dragon City, and walked directly across the invisible thunder pool formation, and walked in front of the old man and Fu Nanhua. The man pressed his elbows against the scabbard lying horizontally behind him. He came up and said with a smile: "My name is Xu Ruo, I come from Dali, and I am now a guest at your house."

Fu Nanhua suddenly realized that when the ferry landed in Fucheng, he was not qualified to greet his father Fu Qi and the distinguished guests of Dali. There were only a few people in the family to "pick up" the ferry. Fu Nanhua did not dare to be smart about such a big matter, since his father did not want to When he showed up, there must be some deep meaning, so he had no choice but to pretend to be deaf and dumb. But Fu Nanhua had heard of Xu Ruo's name for a long time. It was not Xu Ruo from the Great Li family, but Xu Ruo from the Mohist family. Now that he heard that this person had signed up, he quickly suppressed the turmoil in his heart and immediately bowed and saluted, "Fu Nanhua Meet Senior Sword Immortal."

Xu Ruo smiled and clasped his fists in return.

Fu Nanhua straightened up, turned to the old man Jin Dan and smiled: "Grandpa Chu, it's okay."

Unexpectedly, after being stunned, the old man made a bow and was more pious than the junior Fu Nanhua. He actually refused to get up for a long time, "Sun Chuyang, the unfilial son of the Cuiwei Chu family in the Divine Continent of Middle Earth, would like to thank the hero Xu on behalf of the family for his life-saving grace!"

Xu Ruo laughed dumbly. He was just passing by the Cuiwei Chu family's misfortune back then, and he did it casually. He blocked the Chu family's entanglement from the Zongxian family on a mountain. He waved his hand and said: "You don't have to be so polite. I just abide by the tenets of Mohism."

The old man still didn't get up, and said in a trembling voice: "A great favor is a great favor. If Hero Xu hadn't come to the rescue, Chu Yang would really have become a lost dog. From now on, even wanting to recognize his ancestor and return to the clan has become a luxury. Hero Xu has a warm heart in his ancient ways. I won’t take this kind of thing to heart, but Chu Yang will never dare to be ungrateful!”

Xu Ruo said helplessly: "I accept your wishes. It's not a problem for you to always bend over like this."

He only looked at the old man Jindan who was a generation older than Xu Ruo. He put away the gift, looked at the powerful swordsman who could integrate famous mountains and rivers into his sword intention, and said with a smile: "I never thought I could meet him in Aquarius Continent. Master Xu, Chu Yang has been sitting here for decades, and the grievances and resentments he had in his heart against the Fu family are completely gone today!"

Fu Nanhua was crying and laughing a little.

He is worthy of being the number one golden elixir man in Old Dragon City. He has a really bad temper, and he still doesn’t show gratitude!

Helpless, Fu Nanhua had mixed feelings again. Jin Dan Chu Yang traveled to Old Dragon City in his early years. He was so domineering. Because of a trivial matter, he had a rift with a family with a big surname in Old Dragon City. The fight turned upside down. Luo Luofeng, in the end it was Fu Qi who took action personally. He first had a big fight with this person, then threw out a mountain of gold and silver, and then gave up the Feng Shui treasure land of Denglongtai, so that Chu Yang pinched his nose and became the Fu family One of the offerings, even if the Fu family was so sincere, Chu Yang still told the Fu family frankly that Chu Yang would not take action against any grudges the Fu family would have in the future as long as they did not involve the survival of the family. If anyone from the Fu family dared to repay a favor, no one else would It was Chu Yang's fault that he turned against him, but in the end the Fu family had to hold their noses and nod in agreement.

But such a golden elixir monk who is expected to become an Earth Immortal has exactly the same mentality as Fu Nanhua when he was young and faced the unpredictable Chu Yang.

Fu Nanhua suddenly wondered, could this Mohist hero have someone he sincerely admired? Will you also be willing to consider yourself a junior when you meet that person and look up at him?

Fu Nanhua found that he couldn't imagine that scene at all.

Xu Ruo did not exchange polite greetings with the old man Jindan and went straight to the Dragon Climbing Platform.

Chu Yang didn't even mean to remind him. Fu Nanhua wanted to speak, but he quickly swallowed those words back.

As the sea of ​​clouds in the Old Dragon City suddenly fell, Fu Qi quickly returned to this place and appeared next to Fu Nanhua. Looking at Xu Ruo who climbed up, the Lord of the Old Dragon City was not displeased at all, but took Fu Nanhua with him. Returning directly to the city, the old man Jindan and Fu Qi nodded, then returned to the hut on the beach and continued to practice Taoism with great concentration.

Fu Qi was so relieved that Xu Ruo approached the girl Zhi Gui.

Not only because he knew he couldn't stop a famous swordsman in China, but also because of Xu Ruo's identity as a Mohist.

Mohist knights travel all over the world, which in itself is a resounding golden sign.

Xu Ruo had walked halfway, and the girl had already stepped off the dragon platform. She was dressed in elegant and refreshing maid clothes, with a clean and delicate face. Her face was no longer bleeding, and her eyes were golden.

The two met halfway. Xu Ruo stopped and followed the girl down. He reminded softly: "In the eyes of some Confucian saints, if you step on this stage, you are provoking the rules."

In front of Xu Ruo, the girl didn't know why she didn't use all the cover-ups in Lizhu Cave and Lijing City, her face was cold, "Since I can crawl out of that well alive and leave Lizhu Cave alive, it means that I am alive. , it has long been the acquiescence of the saints from all over the world, does it matter whether you can climb this high platform or not?"

Before Xu Ruo could say anything, Zhigui had already asked and answered himself, "I don't think it's important, not at all."

Xu Ruo said "Oh" and said nothing further.

The girl smiled and said: "Back then, among hundreds of schools of thought, you were the only one from the Mo family..."

Xu Ruo pushed the sword out of its sheath two inches in an instant, and the entire dragon climbing platform was surrounded by an invisible river. The sound was so powerful that the tide of the sea that originally surged towards the shore receded on its own. The old Jindan practitioner in Jie Mao suddenly opened his eyes and quickly closed them again.

The girl clicked her tongue and said with a smile: "Your swordsmanship is very good, and it can be even better, but your courage is really not comparable to that of the founder of your Mo family."

Xu Ruo frowned, "That's about it. It's not a good thing to push too far. After all, this is a vast world."

The girl narrowed her eyes and curled her lips and said: "Yes, how could I not know that this is an ancient battlefield site, with corpses everywhere. The piles are higher than Sui Mountain, the great mountain in the Middle Earth, and the blood is higher than the great desecration you caused. There are even more water bodies."

Xu Ruo stopped and felt angry for the first time, "Mr. Qi from Shanya Academy never taught you?!"

The girl kept walking with a brisk pace, "Teach him, he likes to preach the most, but I don't like to listen."

Xu Ruo followed silently. The moment the girl stepped out of the last step, the majestic sword intent of the river disappeared.

Take it at your fingertips and do whatever you want.

When Xu Ruo faced off against the Fengxue Temple Wei Jin who had just reached the Jade Pu Realm, he also pushed his sword out of its sheath a little, and resisted Wei Jin's sword with the mountain sword intent. It seemed that they were evenly matched, but it was obvious that Xu Ruo was far from using all his strength. for.

In fact, Xu Ruo has not completely unsheathed his sword for too many years.

Back in Hongzhu Town of the Great Li Dynasty, Xu Ruo met the man wearing a bamboo hat. When the two were drinking, Xu Ruo wanted to ask the man for advice on how to use a sword, but the man just smiled and said, "Don't waste your money." A scabbard of energy, keep saving it.

Xu Ruo knew at that time how big the gap was between himself and that person.

If not restricted by his status as a disciple of the Mo family, Xu Ruo would also like to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The Sword Immortal on top of the Great Wall is completely different from the Sword Immortal on the nine continents of the vast world.

How could Xu Ruo not be fascinated by it?

How about taking this opportunity to go to Daoxuan Mountain?

Xu Ruo felt something in his heart and felt that it seemed feasible.

But after glancing at the girl's back, Xu Ruo sighed and thought, let's forget it. The seemingly frail little girl in front of him is not a light-saving lamp.

And she's really not too young.

Xu Ruo stopped again, as if he had no intention of escorting her back to Fu's house.

The girl turned around and looked a little strangely.

Xu Ruo always stood where he was.

The girl just thought it was because of his sword fairy temper and didn't want to talk to her. She didn't care anyway, so she quickly turned around and moved on.

Xu Ruo finally turned around and returned to the Dragon Climbing Platform. He walked to the highest point, which was the landing place of the last real dragon in the world. Then he fled all the way north, opened up the dragon path, and finally fell to the northernmost point of Aquarius Continent. The Great Li Dynasty failed to cross the sea and cross the continent to go to Juluzhou.

Xu Ruo didn't know how far the girl who called herself Wang Zhu could go this time.

The Fan family's Osmanthus Island ferry sets sail at dusk today.

Fan Er made a special trip to see Chen Pingan off, and the two took a carriage to the outside of Laolong City together early in the morning.

Zheng Dafeng probably left a package at the door of Chen Ping'an's house last night and threw it there. Then the shopkeeper didn't eat breakfast and slept with his head covered for three to three days. He made up his mind to sleep until he was full. Ignoring Fan Er's knock on the door and Chen Ping'an's farewell.

The six cross-continental ferries in Old Dragon City, including Osmanthus Island, are not at the end of Sun's street outside the city. They are on a large isolated island in the south. You need to change ferries to go to that huge island. , more than thirty miles away from the "leading" Old Dragon City on the Aquarius continent.

The boat stopped at the shore, and the Fan family's carriage was waiting for a long time. Two peers were sitting in the carriage. Fan Er secretly took out a money bag, handed it to Chen Pingan, and said softly: "The family is in charge, I don't have it." It’s money, Chen Pingan, I’m not going to lie to you, I, Fan Er, am not stingy. These gold ingots are all my lucky money. This is because the money is small. They were given secretly by some familiar elders. Plus, it’s not anything. Only if you spend money on the fairy snow on the mountain for a short summer vacation, your parents will turn a blind eye. You must accept a little kindness. There are also these two pots of sweet-scented osmanthus wine. You can drink it with you on the road. Grandpa Ma helped me hide it in his small things. When we get to Osmanthus Island, he will secretly give it to you. Because Mr. Zheng said, our Osmanthus Island will definitely treat you well after we go to sea, and we will not lack this. Drinks, but it’s still the same sentence, this is my own intention, Fan Er, it’s different.”

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I won't take the money, but I will definitely accept the wine."

Fan Er was a little sad and depressed, "Why? You are not the kind of person who dislikes the lack of money. Don't we, friends, always pay attention to a person who can spend a thousand pieces of gold without blinking an eye? I actually felt very distressed along the way. I have worked hard and saved for five or six years."

Chen Ping'an lightly bumped the young man's shoulder and asked in a low voice: "Is there any flower wine in Old Dragon City? We will be older in the future..."

Fan Er's eyes lit up and he understood immediately, "Don't worry, I will save more gold ingots in the next two years."

Chen Ping'an said seriously: "I have a very good friend who says that the most delicious wine in the world is flower wine. If you haven't drunk it even once, you don't deserve to be called a wine fairy... Fan Er, let's just drink wine then. .”

Fan Er said solemnly: "It's necessary!"

Beyond the big island that obscured the view of Old Dragon City, there turned out to be an island with rolling pavilions and pavilions, covered with laurel trees and fragrant.

There is a wide road connecting the two islands in the sea. Many luxury carriages can only park at this end of the road. However, the carriage of the two young men can go straight to the Osmanthus Island ferry, attracting many surprised looks. But at that moment After some Qi practitioners recognized the old coachman driving the car, they didn't dare to complain anymore.

The carriage stopped slowly. Chen Pingan and Fan Er got out of the carriage. Fan Er said with a bitter face: "Chen Pingan, I won't send you on board. During this period, I stole a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine from my father. It was not easy for him." I have stolen all the wine that I hid without telling my aunt, and I will definitely be punished by going to the ancestral hall when I go back today..."

Chen Ping'an quickly said: "You must not eat dirt. I was just kidding when I lied to you that it could be eaten as food."

Fan Er was dumbfounded and said with a mournful face: "I dug out more than two kilograms last night and hid them under the bed. Is it all in vain?"

Chen Pingan laughed loudly, took two bottles of wine from the kind-hearted old coachman, walked backwards towards Osmanthus Island, smiled at Fan Er and said, "Let's go!"

Fan Er nodded vigorously, waved goodbye, and seemed to remember something, and shouted loudly: "Chen Ping'an, I think your name is very good. It's similar to mine. My parents were distracted when they chose the name!"

Chen Ping'an's face darkened, he turned around and ran to the mountain road to the upper island.

Fan Er was a little proud, "I asked you to lie to me that dirt can be used as food."

Fan Er turned around and smiled at the old coachman: "Grandpa Ma, let's go directly to the ancestral hall at home!"

The young man felt that he was extremely heroic this time. It seemed that he didn't drink or steal the wine in vain. He was full of heroic courage!

The old man who had been holding back his smile said: "Boy Fan, your father said that you don't have to go to the ancestral hall to be punished this time."

Fan Er held his head in his hands, not knowing whether to be happy or annoyed.

The old man glanced at his young master, and then at the straw-shoe boy who was already on Osmanthus Island. He felt that the weather was particularly good today for no reason.

Chen Pingan walked up the mountain, and it seemed that every step he took was one step closer to the girl.

So my steps became more and more flying, until I reached the top of Osmanthus Island, looked around, couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then deliberately held it in.

Because Chen Pingan suddenly remembered what the old man of Zhulou said on the cliff.

"When you exhale this breath, it will make the world change color! It will make the gods kneel down and kowtow. It will make all the warriors in the world feel that you are the one above!"

Then Chen Pingan remembered what the old swordsman of Shushui Kingdom said.

If a girl says to you, Chen Pingan, you are a good person... Haha, your relationship is definitely bad!

Chen Pingan was suddenly discouraged and scratched his head.

Finally, he remembered what he had said, "My father's surname is Chen, and my mother's surname is Chen, so my name is...Chen Pingan."

Chen Pingan squatted down and started drinking. He couldn't help but muttered: "Chen Pingan, do you seem to be a bastard?!"