Sword of Coming

Wu Yi took Chen Ping'an into the Ziyang Mansion and went directly to the Ziqi Palace in the middle, explaining that the master of the palace would hold a grand banquet in the evening to welcome the distinguished guests.

After entering the Purple Air Palace, Wu Yi asked everyone to go to the Jianchi Hall to wait. She said that she would personally arrange a place for Mr. Chen to stay.

Distinguished guest?

The group of people looked at each other.

Could it be that he is a direct disciple of a certain Nascent Soul Earth Immortal from the Great Li, or a descendant of a wealthy family like Yuan Cao from the Great Li?

As expected, Wu Yi personally settled Chen Ping'an and the others, and then went to the Jianchi Hall where the big bosses of Ziyang Mansion gathered. She sat on a dragon chair made of red sandalwood, and began to ask everyone present to report matters, such as She basically listened to the income and expenditure of the immortal money of Ziyang Mansion in the past hundred years, the cultivation progress of some outstanding disciples in the sect, and the conditions of some elderly people in the family, and did not comment on it. If not, it would not have been possible to disappear for a hundred years. As a person The shopkeeper will throw away his hands, not to mention that he will still choose puppet masters one after another even though he is still alive.

In fact, everyone knew very well that the ancestors did not like to hear these trivial matters, so everyone's serious report was just a formality.

Wu Yi couldn't hide his bored look, leaning his body, holding his chin with one hand, and occasionally nodding.

Generally speaking, Ziyang Mansion can be described as "thriving".

That's about it.

Wu Yi was too lazy to care about those outside the cultivation world.

The reason why she built Ziyang Mansion and became the founder was because she had an impromptu idea back then, but it was because she was too bored.

Furthermore, many relics of the dragon genus like to open mansions to show off and to collect treasures collected from everywhere.

Huangting Kingdom is one of the old territories after the split of the ancient Shu Kingdom. In the past, the Shenshui Kingdom was inexplicably destroyed and collapsed overnight. It is also a geomantic treasure land that the Jiaolong clan dreams of because of its strong water transport. Furthermore, ancient sword immortals like to come here to kill dragons. Many of them died while fighting each other, so there are many magic weapons. Although most of them have been collected in the treasury by powerful dynasties like Shenshui Kingdom and become pieces of inheritance. The most important weapon of the country in Xu was passed from one old dynasty to the emperor of another emerging dynasty, but there were still many lost treasures that were quietly collected by her father.

She knows best how rich her father's family is.

The magic weapon of the nuclear-carved boat on her body was just a small gift given by her father as a gift for her to enter the cave realm.

However, her father's collection can be said to be the most exaggerated among all the earthly immortal monks in the north of Aquarius Continent.

The Fu family in Old Dragon City in the south might be slightly better, but that was the foundation accumulated by the entire Fu family for more than two thousand years, and her father only relied on his own efforts.

Therefore, Wu Yi hated, feared and respected his father who never understood his inner thoughts. Hate was on the surface, fear was deep in his bones, and respect was deep in his heart. Presumably that younger brother has a similar mentality.

Wu Yi raised his head. It turned out that someone asked how Ziyang Mansion should entertain Mr. Chen.

Wu Yi thought for a while and said, "You don't have to interfere in this matter. I will tell you what to do."

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Wu Yi's arrangement was very interesting. He placed the four of Chen Ping'an in a six-story building that was completely equivalent to the Treasure Pavilion.

Each floor is filled with the treasures of the Dongling True Monarch and the monks of the Ziyang Mansion.

Before Wu Yi left, he only said that he hoped not to climb the top two floors casually, and that the remaining four floors below were free to wander around.

Since this building occupies a large area, except for the first floor, there are houses, beds, and study rooms on every floor above. There is even a martial arts performance hall on the third floor, with three mechanical puppets one foot tall, so Chen Pingan and the others don't have to worry about having a dazzling array of heavenly materials and earthly treasures but no place to rest.

Just on the first floor, it makes Pei Qian wish he had more eyes.

This trip to Ziyang Mansion opened Pei Qian's eyes and made him excited.

I always thought that in the future, in addition to the Duobao box presented by Yao Jinzhi, buying one or two Duobao shelves would be the ultimate limit of imagination in Pei Qian's little head. Now that I have entered the building of Ziqi Palace, I know the true meaning of it. Rich people can be so rich!

Now there is no need for Chen Pingan to remind him, and Pei Qian will not touch those strange antiques and treasures without authorization.

She planned not to sleep tonight. She must read all the hundreds of treasures on the fourth floor, otherwise she would regret it for the rest of her life.

While Pei Qian and Shi Rou, who were equally excited, were "appreciating the view" on the first floor, Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian stood on the fourth floor, overlooking half of the Ziyang Mansion.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I have talked with people before about what the top of the mountain should look like in my mind in the future. Now it seems that at that time, I was just a pauper who was just thinking about it. Ziyang Mansion is a vivid example."

Chen Ping'an quickly added, "Actually, I wasn't poor at that time either."

Zhu Lian asked: "Master, it seems that this Lord Dongling is not an ordinary golden elixir earthly immortal?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "It's equivalent to most of the Nascent Soul cultivators."

After all, they were eating and drinking at the top of a mountain, but Chen Ping'an didn't elaborate on the mystery with Zhu Lian.

Zhu Lian knew what was going on.

Wu Yi was in Ziyang Mansion, so he must have the Xian family's formation, which was equivalent to a small world, and could almost be regarded as the Nascent Soul's combat power.

Zhu Lian joked: "If a Shanze wild cultivator could clear out this building, he would make a fortune. I heard that there is a Yupu realm cultivator in Aquarius Continent."

Chen Ping'an took out a pot of wine from a nearby object and handed it to Zhu Lian. He shook his head and said: "The existence of the Confucian Academy has a great deterrent effect on all the earthly immortals, especially the monks in the upper five realms. They may not be able to take care of everything. But once the Confucian Academy takes action and targets a certain person, it means that the world is vast and there is nowhere to hide, so it will invisibly suppress the conflicts among many great monks."

Zhu Lian took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Why in the world, there are not many restrictions on us pure warriors? Is it because there are too few warriors in the eight and nine realms? I heard that a warrior killed the emperor, the Confucian Academy is not Someone will definitely be sent to chase him."

Chen Ping'an said softly: "This involves a lot of ancient inside stories that have been covered by dust. Cui Dongshan is not willing to talk about these, and I am not very interested in them. In the past, when I was in my hometown in Longquan County, when I went on a long trip for the first time, the kiln The Wu Supervisor Zaoguan, and later the newly established county magistrate, were already the highest officials, and they always felt that they were too far away from the emperor. Later, a queen from the Dali Palace was the biological mother of Song Jixin , sent someone to kill me, I have always kept this account in my mind. Last time I met Song Jixin, my neighbor from Mu Ping Lane, at the Cliff Academy, and we chatted with him. But I am not afraid of your laughter if I say it, even if I see it now Looking at Song Jixin, I still couldn't imagine that he was a great Li prince. Gao Xuan was better, after all, when they met for the first time, he wore bright clothes and had followers around him. But Song Jixin, no matter how you look at it, he is the same careless person as before. The guy."

Zhu Lian picked up the jug and touched it lightly with the sword-raising gourd in Chen Pingan's hand. Chen Pingan took off the sword-raising gourd and remained motionless. Only then did he take his first sip of wine.

Zhu Lian said with emotion: "What if Song Jixin becomes the Emperor of Dali one day, wouldn't it be even more unimaginable for the young master?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Definitely."

The two were silent for a moment.

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "Cui Dongshan once said a very interesting thing. He said that the saints of the three religions are trying to find another way to slow down the flow of the long river of time that is destined to be unstoppable."

Zhu Lian became interested and asked curiously: "Why are you slowing down?"

Chen Ping'an lay on the railing and patted the railing, "The top of Xianjia Mountain is one thing."

Zhu Lian was confused.

Chen Ping'an continued: "The city on earth is one thing."

Chen Pingan said slowly: "War is another thing."

Chen Pingan finally said: "It seems that the hundreds of schools of knowledge that can make people immersed in it are the same."

Zhu Lian was confused after hearing this, "Cui Dongshan's words are very impressive, but this old slave is even more confused."

Chen Pingan drank wine and said with a smile: "I don't understand either."

Zhu Lian asked softly: "So, young master, do you want to understand these mysterious and mysterious avenues?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, shook his head and said, "If you can't understand, then you don't understand."

Zhu Lian snorted, "Young Master already knows enough. You really don't need to explore everything. You just want to get to the root of it."

Chen Pingan turned around and said, "Zhu Lian, can you change your habit of trying to flatter everyone at every opportunity?"

Zhu Lian raised his arm, shook the wine bottle in his hand, and laughed: "Why do you have to change it? If you change it, can you drink?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "That's true."

Zhu Lian asked tentatively: "The young master said before that he wanted to go to Beiju Luzhou for training alone. Is it true that he can't bring the old slave with him? There is no cook around to cook, and there is no retinue who can just flatter him when there is nothing wrong. How boring?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "Just stay in Luopo Mountain honestly. I still hope that you can... reach a higher level in martial arts. Since the boxing method of the old man surnamed Cui is suitable for me, of course it is more suitable. You. In the future, if you can reach the top of the mountain and Pei Qian travels around the world for the first time, no matter how far he goes, or even travels to other continents with Li Huai, as long as you secretly escort him, I will be relieved. "

Zhu Lian had to give up the idea of ​​persuading Chen Pingan to change his mind.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Zhu Lian, can you tell me what happened when you were young?"

Zhu Lian was a little shy for the first time, "There are countless stupid accounts and countless romantic debts. Speaking of these, I'm afraid that the young master will lose interest in drinking."

Chen Pingan jumped up on the railing and sat down, "Let me tell you, in fact, I have secretly read the Jianghu romance novels you gave Pei Qian several times. I think they are all very well written. But after all, they are the imagination of literati in the study room. The world in it is not realistic enough, and I believe it is not as interesting as the personal experience you described."

Zhu Lian also jumped on the railing and sat down, grinning, "Okay, let the old slave tell me, Master, you don't know how young and romantic the old slave was back then, and how many fairies and heroines there were in the rivers and lakes, admiring It's like a life-or-death struggle, and your infatuation will never change."

As a result, the more he heard about it, the more and more Zhu Lian found that his young master's disgusted look became more and more obvious. Finally, Chen Ping'an patted Zhu Lian's shoulder, said nothing more, jumped off the railing and left.

This made Zhu Lian a little hurt.

My young master is good at everything else, but when it comes to love between men and women, he is really too much of a gentleman and too different from the norm!

Zhu Lian probably didn't know that Chen Ping'an walked into the building and thought to himself, "You have Miss Ning. You have Miss Ning. If you dare to think wildly and have nonsense, you will be beaten to death by Miss Ning without saying a word." ...Don't you even think about it? It can't happen. As long as you see Miss Ning, no matter where you hide from her, you will be seen through. You will be beaten half to death. Do you dare to fight back? ?”

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