Sword of Coming

There are many exotic flowers and plants in the back mountain, but there are no birds, insects or ants.

Moreover, Chen Pingan discovered a small matter. When he entered the fairy mansion earlier, he saw the cranes circling the mountain. After the four of them climbed the mountain, the cranes had disappeared. Later, he followed Master Huang and Sun Daoren to search for treasures, until he arrived at the back mountain, but Chen Pingan never saw a trace of the crane again.

If there is really a worldly expert sitting here, and assuming the worst result, the owner of this place has ulterior motives for all visitors.

Then the other party is definitely a master of calculating people's hearts.

Ordinary people, woodcutters in the mountains, may enter this mountain, glance at the cranes and give up, and are more shocked by the white jade arch bridges and archway plaques that follow, and regard them as fairyland on earth. This place is considered unclaimed land.

But for those who practice the Tao, those inadvertent seeing is believing, especially at the first sight, will affect the mind even more, quietly, and without realizing it.

In the future, as long as you are a Qi trainer, no matter how high or low your level is, you will think it over and over again.

Chen Pingan was no exception when he first saw the green mountains, green waters and snow-white cranes. His first thought was that what a fairy mansion, what a beautiful mountain and water.

After that, what I saw along the way was nothing more than the addition of a ruins suffix outside the Xianjia mansion.

The fairy family is still the fairy family, and the blessing is naturally the blessing.

There are clues everywhere, extremely complicated, as if there are mysteries everywhere, if you see too many, it will make people feel a mess and don't want to think about it.

Chen Pingan also didn't have much clue, but the sudden drop of the sword energy seemed to lift off into the sky. If the crane was some kind of scheming trick before, plus the string of bells on Daoren Sun's waist that exploded for no reason during the period, he could barely A thread can be pulled, or a worst possibility.

This kind of subtlety of looking at the best and worst at both ends of the line first is the key to Chen Pingan's ability to walk out of the bone beach ghost valley alive under Gao Cheng's nose in Jingguan City.

The world is complicated, seeing or not seeing, thinking or not thinking, is knowledge, and it is hard work on the mind.

Of course, there are also those who hit and hit by mistake, but died ignorantly, or got a chance in a daze.

The three of them continued to travel around the back mountain. Compared with the life and death in the front mountain, at least it seemed that it was much more leisurely.

As for Di Yuanfeng's life and death, Chen Pingan did not have the slightest burden. It's not the father, the mother, or the ancestors. If he is a kind-hearted person, Chen Ping'an might take care of it and make a fair deal.

At this moment, beside the road, there is a green bamboo tree, which is quite eye-catching. In the eyes of the three people, it is lonely and the bamboo shadow is dancing.

The bamboo pole is as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and the bamboo leaves are verdant, not rhetorical, but veritable verdant. Many bamboo leaf tips are condensed with water droplets. The wind blows by, and they are crumbling. At the time of this bamboo, a drop of emerald green water fell to the mud and dissipated in an instant. Chen Pingan looked at it with great attention. Although it was not like the emerald green glazed tiles and Taoist blue bricks that bred the essence of water transport, it was also when the aura condensed into water. degree of exaggeration.

When Sun Daoren passed by, he tapped lightly with his fingers, listened closely to his ear, and said with a huff, "There is a way."

When the two of them were staring at the green bamboo, Chen Pingan turned around and took off the package, first took out the Yangjian gourd from among the things close at hand, held it in his hand, put the package back on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Please, Daoist Sun, please shake the bamboo. It’s good to catch some water from the tips of bamboo leaves.”

After all, Daoren Sun is a real sea-observing monk, he can roughly see the depth, shook his head and said with a smile: "Chen Daoyou, I advise you not to do so much, these bamboo leaves and water droplets born from the spiritual energy, ordinary utensils can't hold this strong spiritual energy Yes, not to mention filling the wine pot directly with water, let you pluck a handful of bamboo leaves with water droplets and store them carefully, as long as you leave this strange bamboo, you will not be able to keep it."

What the tall and thin Taoist said didn't delay him from taking off his robes and taking out a small celadon bottle with a picture of a hermit in green pine.

Master Huang disliked the two of them dawdling, and kicked on the bamboo pole, and immediately water droplets fell like light rain. Sun Daoren laughed loudly, his figure swayed, he stepped on his feet, and filled the plum blue porcelain bottle with water.

Chen Pingan was no exception, he didn't want any water drop to dissipate on the ground, and on the premise of not competing with Sun Taoist, he used a "water method" to gather many water droplets that were about to fall into the mud into a line, slowly Slow income among raising sword gourds.

Master Huang glanced at the black-robed old man's technique, and didn't see any suspicious flaws, so he stopped thinking about it.

Since Chen Pingan took out the Yangjian gourd, he no longer put it away, and hung it on his waist. The water droplets formed by the condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together, but the usual weight of seven or eight taels of wine was a gloomy weight of more than ten catties.

The three continued on their way.

Chen Pingan looked back at the green bamboo.

Is it the same as the bamboo forest that Wei Bo carefully planted in Qidun Mountain? If you really want to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, they all come from Qingshen Mountain, where the bamboo sea caves into the sky?

Otherwise, according to the records in the fairy book bought from the inverted mountain back then, there are dozens of different kinds of bamboos in the Haoran world, and they don't seem to be so powerful in the matter of condensing water transportation.

It's a pity that it is the same as the chessboard and stone table, which cannot be carried or moved.

Daoren Sun felt that it was not enough, so he stretched out his hand to grab it, and said with a smile, "Bamboo leaves can enlighten the gods, lighten the body and replenish qi. I practiced in the poor way in my early years, and I read all the books. I saw ancient books that brewing tea with bamboo leaves is the best way to quench thirst. Pure heart, just take a handful of bamboo leaves, add a few lotus seeds from the mountain, and drink one or two cups of tea in the heat of summer, and you will be able to make people float like gods."

Chen Ping glanced at Daoren Sun, and then at the slender green bamboo that was motionless and didn't show any face.

Now that it's all like this, he really can't speak some flattery.

Sun Daoren withdrew his hand, and said calmly: "Forget it, this opportunity will be left to future generations."

Master Huang said: "If these bamboo leaves are refined into natal objects by monks of the lower five realms who practice water art, they may be treasures. The treasure is right in front of you. Be careful if you don't take it, you will be blamed. Daoist Sun really doesn't pick it. How many? Even if you don’t use it to make tea, you can give it to the juniors in Thunder God’s House in Infant Mountain, which is also a good gift for returning to the master’s school this time.”

Daoist Sun said calmly: "Cultivation of the Tao involves the fundamentals. How can you give away opportunities indiscriminately? I am not a preacher of those younger generations. The gift is too heavy, but it is not beautiful. That's all."

Chen Pingan admired in a low voice: "Daozhang Sun's witty words are like pearls, which are thought-provoking."

Sun Daoren carefully put the celadon vase into his sleeve, walked slowly, stroked his beard and smiled, unfathomable.

Master Huang couldn't stand this Wuling National Loose Taoist cultivator. From the beginning to the end, after learning that Sun Daoren was the disciple of Daoist Jingming of Thunder God's House, he was always courteous to Sun Daoren.

Master Huang suddenly used the body technique of the golden body level, and then with the strength of a five-level punch, he was a little merciful, and after weighing the physique of the opponent, the Qi trainer, he punched the black robe beside him without warning. The old man, with a bang, flew backwards, rolled all the way, struggled to get up, seemed to be dazzled, sat on the ground, suddenly his throat moved slightly, turned his head and spit out a mouthful of blood, as if he had just recovered and stood up , with both hands hidden in the sleeves, obviously already twisting the talisman on the fingertips, the qi ripples lingering around the cuffs, and cursed: "Huang, are you looking for death?!"

Master Huang is determined, he is indeed a waste.

Sun Daoren was so frightened that he rushed several feet away, holding an attack talisman that he had just bought with Chen Daoyou in one hand.

The three of them showed a tendency to fight.

Master Huang didn't even look at the black-robed old man, but turned to Sun Daoren with a smile: "Sun Daoist, you have to guard against ghosts and ghosts. We and Mr. Qin are allies who know everything, but this person, who happened to meet halfway, If it is a scourge Yexiu who can pretend to be garlic, wouldn't we be enlightened, and in the end, with all the treasures and opportunities on our bodies, we will take a life and make wedding clothes for others, I don't think Daoist Sun is willing to do it?"

Sun Daoren spoke to Chen Pingan with ripples in his heart, "Chen Daoyou, what do you say, do you want to fight? This Master Huang is not a good person. If you really tear your face, we brothers are grasshoppers on the same thread. Don't keep your secrets."

In comparison, Daoist Sun is of course more trustworthy in the black-robed old man. All the way down, he has something to do with good and evil, but not much. He still thinks that fellow Daoist Chen is weak in morality and not a big threat. Of course, if the words and deeds of the black-robed old man were shrewd and shrewd, and he was a man who followed the wind, Sun Daoren would not be willing to cooperate sincerely with him, and risked his life to confront Master Huang together.

Talking to Chen Ping'an in this way, Sun Daoren said muddled words, "Chen Daoyou, brother Huang's move is a bit too much, but the situation is unpredictable now, and our own family should fight among themselves first, which is the real truth. If you don’t want to make wedding clothes for others, it’s better for both of you to sell the poor Daoist to save face, Chen Daoyou, don’t be impatient, and if the poor Daoist asks Brother Huang to make an apology, it will be regarded as the end of the story, how about it?”

Chen Pingan said angrily: "No way! After being punched like this and suffering such an indiscriminate disaster, my vitality was greatly injured. If I apologize and it's over, why not let Master Huang eat a thunder talisman from me, and it will be evened!"

Master Huang twitched the corner of his mouth, opened a corner of the package, grabbed a utensil, lightly threw it at the black-robed old man, and said with a smile: "Apology is not enough, then add an apology."

The eyes of the black-robed old man lit up, he hesitated for a while, still hiding the sleeve with one hand and secretly twisting the talisman, while the other hand was already out of the sleeve, trying to reach out to catch the antique bronze mirror.

Sun Daoren's expression changed drastically, and he quickly reminded in his heart: "Don't answer!"

It's just late.

Master Huang stepped on the ground step by step, and with his martial arts cultivation at the peak of the sixth realm, he came to the black-robed old man in an instant, and threw out a punch.

The black-robed old man was dumbfounded, dumbfounded, he was stuck on the spot, his whole body was stiff and motionless, not only failed to catch the bronze mirror of apology, but even got himself hurt by the punch.

However, Master Huang suddenly stopped punching, only a burst of punches brushed the poor fellow's face, and the hair on his temples swept back.

Master Huang actually withdrew his punches, shook his heavy luggage, turned around and left, after walking a few steps, turned his head and smiled and said, "Brother Chen, this bronze mirror is for you."

Sun Daoren lamented in his heart.

How did I find such a careless and demented ally.

Bitter too.

The road ahead is not easy.

I have no choice but to take more care of myself.

Daoren Sun saw that fellow Daoist Chen smiled apologetically at him, knelt down, picked up the bronze mirror that fell to the ground, and put it into a rather shriveled blue cloth package.

Even though this guy has tried his best to hide his timidity and panic, his hands have been shaking slightly.

Daoren Sun saw his head hurting, shook his head, turned around and followed Master Huang, perhaps because he was a little sad and angry at this guy, and there was a lot of resentment in his heart, "Fellow Daoist Chen! Next, remember your position, don't get too close to Master Huang." Master, you better keep yourself separated from Master Huang by a poor road, otherwise if Master Huang gets close to you, no matter how many talismans you have, they will be just decorations. Don’t you understand this simple truth?!”

"Daozhang Sun, I understand the truth, but if you really fight with Master Huang, your mind will go blank and your hands and feet won't be able to control you. It's really that your feet and skills can't keep up with these principles."

After the man got a bronze mirror, he quickly followed Daoren Sun, slowed down his pace, and instead of walking side by side with Daoren Sun, he simply followed Daoren Sun, following his steps. Daoren Sun sighed and said nothing more, At any rate, he is a person who learns a lot of wisdom, so he will not be hopeless.

Chen Ping walked to the end and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Ordinary warriors are unlucky when they go to the rivers and lakes, and they are often beaten with blood all over their faces.

Fortunately, Chen Pingan had to come by himself.

But when he thought of the ancient bronze mirror, Chen Pingan had no complaints.

The seal characters are extremely small, with "Pu Bing Mo Dang" on the front and "Keep away evil and get rid of the central government" on the back.

There is no doubt about the evil spirit mirror, and it is an antique mirror, because after Chen Ping's careful inspection, he found the extremely subtle four characters "Gongjiazhuo", but this is the most valuable.

Because daring to quietly add the word "zao" to the surname on top of the bronze mirror is a guarantee of rank.

The fairy book, on this matter, has been recorded in related documents. Among them, the "Li Puzao" on the ancient mirror with the pattern of sea beasts and grapes, the "Nalan Sanshanzao" on the bright mirror or the fairy night tour mirror are two. Home antique mirror, the most valuable. As for those bronze mirrors of later generations that are imitated and imitated, they are often objects to deceive half-hearted qi practitioners. Even if they are very exquisite and flawless, they are still a big pit. Excited to refine it into a natal object, it is estimated that it will make the monk remorse and vomit blood endlessly.

Just now, Chen Ping'an almost couldn't hold back, and wanted to let Sun Daoren touch it first, in the name of helping to palm his eyes, and then earn it by himself.

Daoist Sun's hand is as good as Sui Jingcheng's, has he been enlightened?

Leaving aside the harvest, the pair is very likely to be the dragon king basket, bamboo whip and small cage, but the string of pagoda bells hanging around the waist of the tall and thin Taoist is obviously not ordinary.

Otherwise, outside the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, the string of pagoda bells would never take the initiative to break to warn.

On the back mountain side, there are far fewer buildings than the row upon row of front mountains. There are only three buildings that can be called majestic and magnificent.

The three of them went down the mountain all the way, looking around, it was sparse.

It also saves a lot of trouble.

According to the old rules, Master Huang went to the treasure hunt, a palace complex in front of him, Sun Daoren went to another place, there was a towering building, and Chen Pingan was assigned to a palace closest to the foot of the mountain.

After Chen Pingan and Sun Daoren separated, they walked in a leisurely manner, like a leisurely stroll in the mountains and rivers. He took off the gourd and took a sip of the bamboo leaf spirit water, which was really refreshing.

It's just that the taste is a bit bland, and there is no taste of wine.

It's just that when I think of the water dripping from the tip of the green bamboo leaves with strong spiritual energy, which is rare and expensive, and the price is far higher than that of Xianjia wine, I immediately feel that the taste is extremely delicious and the aftertaste is endless.

After taking this sip, what you drink is not some tea, but a lot of fairy money, how can it not be delicious?

Looking back, Master Huang and Daoren Sun were nowhere to be seen, so Chen Pingan didn't care about keeping his sword gourd, bowed his waist, ran forward suddenly, skimmed the high wall in an instant, and landed floatingly.

It seems that it is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, so that it can be so silent without any extra ripples.

At the foot of the Qianshan Mountain, on the other side of the Baiyu Arch Bridge, there was endless scuffle.

According to the folk language of Luzhou in Beiju, a true hero is one who drinks his brains as wine.

The battle to seize the bridge in this narrow road was very tragic.

Even the royal enshrinement of Fuyu Kingdom who was hunting for treasure on the mountain heard the movement, and had to give up those treasures of chance that were at hand, and hurried to the battlefield.

However, the priest of the Fugu Kingdom was more thoughtful, and selected some treasures that he thought were valuable, and hid them on the beams of an attic. Returning together with Bai Bi and the young master will not reveal the slightest flaw. As for how to finally bring the private treasure out of this place, it's just a matter of taking one step at a time.

Gao Ling has already taken out the Bingjia Jiawan, wearing a pair of god-man Chenglu armor, and joined hands with the priests of the Hou family to protect Zhan Qing's safety as much as possible.

And Zhan Qing, a qi trainer in the Dongfu Realm who learned from the great monk Yuanying, also pretended to be panicked. The blindfold of the number one dandy in Beiting Kingdom, coupled with the domineering words before, worked very well, and almost no one believed this The son of the rich and powerful of Beiting Kingdom, he will be a real middle-five monk, and possesses two powerful magic weapons for attacking.

The originally one-sided battle situation, after the enshrinement of the Fuyu Kingdom joined, slightly regained some disadvantages.

Zhan Qing hated the female monk wearing the fence and the magic robe of Yunshangcheng the most. It was this person who crossed the bridge first and ruined his plan to make a fortune by sitting on the ground.

Not only that, but this female cultivator who kept her head and tail hidden was extremely measured in the subsequent fights. She would neither fight against a warrior with a golden body, but she would not sit on the mountain and watch a tiger fight and let the monks and warriors of all walks of life die. Every time Gao Ling was able to throw a punch to kill someone, the female cultivator would obstruct it. In less than a stick of incense, she took two defensive treasures from Gao Ling and the family's enshrined warrior, saving the lives of seven or eight people .

The female cultivator had two defensive objects, one was a cyan jade bracelet with flowing precious light, which was spinning erratically, and the other was a bright yellow colored cloud and gold embroidered five-dragon mattress, even if it was hit by Gao Ling's punch, it was just sunken and sagged. There was a sound, and the fists couldn't smash it to pieces, but after a punch, the luster of the five golden dragons would often dim a bit, but the jade bracelets and the mats took turns to fight, and the mats swept back to her key aura, soaked by the spiritual energy Afterwards, the golden luster is quickly restored.

And the siege of more than forty people, everyone's attacking treasures were released, and the momentum was huge. If it weren't for the monks' lack of cooperation, some pure warriors of the four realms and five realms would not dare to fight too close, and mostly used bows and crossbows. Attacking from a distance, or throwing out fists to attack the other side of the bridge, there is no connection between each other, Gao Ling and others may be even more difficult to deal with. But once Shan Zeyexiu chooses to fight for his life, not to mention Zhan Qing, who has not seen much blood, or Gao Ling, who was born as a general, and the family priest who is used to being pampered in the Hou's mansion, will feel palpitations.

The enshrinement of the Hou's family was attacked with secret treasures, pierced through the abdomen, bleeding profusely, but relying on the golden body of a martial artist, he held his breath. On the other hand, Gao Ling is good at fighting in battle. He is no stranger, so it is safe to say. As for the royal enshrinement of the Fugu Kingdom, it was even more miserable. He was smashed head-on by an attacking spiritual weapon. If Gao Ling hadn't helped to smash most of it with his fists, this person would have been sacrificed by Zhan Qing with the secret treasure of the folding fan in his hand. A screen of the fairy house with a picture of riding on the plank road at a snowy night appeared out of thin air, otherwise the old fairy of Fuqu country would have died on the spot.

It's just that Gao Ling and these two warriors in the golden body state are not vegetarians. Even with the help of Caique Mansion Wu Yu to defend against the fist gang, seven or eight people were still shot to death by the two. The deaths were miserable, without exception, like an execution ground The five horses on the board were dismembered.

Therefore, the swift arrival of Water Dragon Sect Jindan Dixian Baibi is not icing on the cake, but a gift in the snow.

It's just that Bai Bi had just sacrificed two natal magic weapons, one for attack and one for defense, when Sun Qing, the young head of the Caique Mansion, stood up against the wind and took the initiative to choose to fight against this great disciple.

Surrounding Bai Bi's figure is a set of 18 water dragon ancestral halls bestowing money to overwhelm and win. Bai Bi himself is a talented monk who is naturally suitable for practicing water art, and those seal scripts on money have deep meaning and contain a trace of The remnants of the national fortune were once Jidu flowed through an ancient dynasty’s money-making and furnace, and then scattered all over the place. They were placed on the beams of ancient Taoist temples, buried with ancient tombs, or were collected by later royal treasuries and collected by Shuilongzong. They made two sets and made up eighteen pieces, one of which was awarded to Bai Bi.

In fact, this set is considered a good item in the Zushitang of the Water Dragon Sect, and it has both offense and defense.

However, Bai Bi still sacrificed a heavy weapon on the mountain, which was the proud work of a certain qin master in the history of Beiju Luzhou. The guqin was called "Sanxue".

After the two Golden Core cultivators took action, the battle became more intense.

There was also the hoarse voice who had received a thousand knives, and loudly reminded everyone, "Let's kill the young master first!"

Zhan Qing was terrified and furious, this guy was the one who was really difficult to deal with.

A few times of speaking, it has the effect of four or two.

It's just that the other party obviously used a secret method on the mountain, coupled with the thrilling fight, it became a mess, making it impossible for Zhan Qing and his group to clearly identify this person.

General Gao Ling and the two priests would not and would not dare to watch themselves being crushed to death by spells and utensils. Winning Baibi will be a distraction, Zhan Qing dares to assert that as long as a warrior with a golden body is killed in battle on her side, or someone is seriously injured and temporarily loses combat power, and has to withdraw from the battlefield and return to the mountain, this will be red-eyed. Yexiu and Wufu will definitely fight even harder.

In fact, Zhan Qing reminded Gao Ling and the two priests from the beginning, that every time they join forces to kill, if possible, it is best to choose one or two, and kill a small hill where three or four people gather together in one go. It has a deterrent effect, It can also prevent the other party from avenging their friends and becoming desperadoes. It's just that people are not as good as heaven. Zhan Qing made many calculations. The result may be that she didn't check the calendar when she went out this time. It can be said that everything went wrong. After the fight, Gao Ling Both the priest and the two priests can no longer act so cautiously. On my side, I am looking for the target to kill, and the other side has a lot of people, but I don’t care about the randomness, the chaotic attack on treasures, and the endless insidious spells. .

It wasn't until this moment that Zhan Qing began to regret that she should never be so conceited.

It regards grabbing all local opportunities as an easy task.

It should be done step by step and defeated one by one, instead of thinking that it is not difficult for my group to kill a Nascent Soul together, so why bother with a group of ants and wild cultivators?

The result is that Zhan Qing will block everyone's way with a big swagger, imitate the tricks of the romance novel that the husband is the key, and then start chewing Coptis chinensis right now.

In fact, it's not that Zhan Qing's previous calculations were wrong, it's just that on the way of practice, if something happens, it will happen, and when it comes to the end, it will be 10,000.

Bai Bi suddenly found that his majestic Golden Elixir, the direct descendant of the Water Dragon Sect, was actually defeated by this young female cultivator who was hiding her face.

Bai Bi said angrily in his heart: "Caique Mansion Sun Qing! How dare you kill me? You are not afraid of enmity with my Water Dragon Sect. A Taohuadu Caique Mansion can withstand several slaps from my ancestors in the upper five realms?"

The reason why Bai Bi didn't directly publicize it loudly.

Compared with Shan Ze Yexiu, who was born as a genealogical immortal master, he has more scruples and weighs more.

Sun Qing controlled the magic weapon of attack, and smashed the "snowflakes" produced by the vibration of the loose snow strings of the guqin, and then replied with a smile: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand."

Bai Bi was extremely annoyed, "Sun Qing! Do you really want to be with me forever?"

With those eighteen overpowering and spending money to guard the surroundings, Baibi was not too embarrassed to deal with it. What's more, this set of magic weapons for forming formations has both offensive and defensive capabilities. It is obvious that Baibi has not given up all his strength. Who doesn't have one or two finale spells that can be used to burn jade and stone together or escape thousands of miles. Therefore, Bai Bi's embarrassment and indignation are more similar to Zhan Qing's mood. He has lost the good situation of monopolizing the benefits of his family, and lost the face of a large number of Jindan monks. Bi's current situation is much better.

Sun Qing still didn't admit it, and said with a smile: "We carefree Shanzai Yexiu, what we care about is that a person can die alone and live for thousands of years."

A female cultivator said this, it was really deceiving.

Bai Bi took a deep breath, and suddenly his mind was as calm as still water, without any distracting thoughts, and he could even ignore Zhan Qing's situation at all.

Since the rules and principles of the Immortal Master Genealogy cannot be discussed, and both parties are of the same generation as Jindan, then the real chapter can only be seen in the fight of cultivation base.

Although Sun Qing looked calm, he was far more relaxed and indifferent than Bai Bi, the direct successor of the Water Dragon Sect who had just entered the Golden Core for a few days, but in fact, the youngest Golden Core Palace Master in the history of the Caique Mansion, did not relax at all In the face of a young genius from the Zongzitou Xian family with a profound background in the sect, Sun Qing was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to kill him with one blow.

If the opponent is one foot taller, beat her to death, Sun Qing.

Sun Qing also felt nothing.

I can kill, people can kill me.

That's why that sword cultivator, who looks like a teacher, said that sentence when they were traveling together, there is no one in the world who cannot die.

It's just that the land dragon from Luzhou in Beiju actually said the second half of the sentence: But everyone in the world can reason.

Sun Qing didn't quite listen to the second half of the sentence, thinking it didn't make much sense.

I just like him, so I don't compete with him.

Of course, if you really want to argue with Liu Jinglong, you must be asking for trouble.

Can't beat him.

Back then, Liu Jinglong was the golden core swordsman, so he insisted on reasoning with his lips, and persuaded an old monster in Yupu Realm who planned to kill him. Not only that, but he also became an enemy and friend with that old monster. The old monster in turn defended their group for a while, sending them all out of the country as a gift. The last time Sun Qing and Liu Jinglong "ran into each other", after the polite greetings, she had nothing to talk about, so she asked about it casually. Liu Jinglong said that he had met the old senior when he went south, and they had a good chat. After Liu Jinglong returned to the north, he returned to the Taihui Sword Sect to retreat and break through the realm without worrying about going to the mountains.

In the place Chen Ping visited, there were not many bones on the ground. He silently apologized in his heart, then squatted on the ground, and gently weighed the bones of his hands. They were still no different from ordinary bones. Bright white vision. The same is true on the front mountain side. This means that the local monks had almost no real Daoists during their lifetime, at least they had never become Earth Immortals. There is also a strange thing. In the gazebo where the chessboard was carved on the stone table, both sides of the chess game clearly wore very high-ranking robes. After being stripped by Master Huang, Chen Pingan found that the two corpses still did not have the golden core quality of golden branches and jade leaves.

Wherever Chen Ping'an went, winding paths lead to secluded places, still full of aura, without any discomfort.

So Chen Pingan wasted another yang qi lighting talisman.

Chen Pingan had very little harvest, only a few artifacts on the mountain with severe cracks, so he should have traveled with Daoist Sun.

Came to a bottomless pond with dead leaves.

It seems that if the water is full, it should be a spring.

Chen Ping'an has been thinking about the handwriting at the entrance of the cave, and the person who left the handwriting must be someone who has been in and out of this fairy family ruins.

Either the hidden masters left clues to open the door for future generations, or they could only be afraid that the fish would be too stupid to bite the bait and take the bait.

Chen Ping climbed over the railing and jumped into the pond. Those dead leaves shattered as soon as he touched it. There was no mystery.

The aura carried by the water in the back mountain is indeed the thickest near the green bamboo tree.

Lost Mountain lacks a good bamboo.

If we can be like the old ancestor of Fenyongzhu that was cherished by Wei Bo in Qidun Mountain, year after year, branches and leaves spread, and bamboo whips stretch under the ground. I will have a son, and the son will have a grandson. Maolin Xiuzhu came.

Of course, in Chen Ping's eyes, Luopo Mountain lacked everything.

Chen Pingan picked up a little bit of soil, but it still quickly turned into debris at the fingertips and scattered in all directions.

Chen Ping'an knew a lot about the Jidu in Beiju Luzhou.

It's just that there are more inside stories about Dadu, the rise and fall of temple incense, and historical changes, which are still very little known.

I only heard from Wei Bo that Liuxiazhou used to have an east-west road leading to the sea, winding for 30,000 miles. Whenever mountains and rivers met, groups of sages and immortals would emerge.

There is also a flood in Fuyao Island, where a flood with only the suffix of the word "river" broke its embankment, taking the Dadu into the sea, and bringing disaster to the entire Dadu. In just three hundred years, the Dadu disappeared. , which means that all the water gods and Hebo Hepos on that Dadu line will dissipate in golden bodies, and the deities along the Dadu route have extremely complicated etiquette rules, which are far more than the landscape gods in the territory of a dynasty's monarch. It is said that Documents need to be submitted to the Zhongtu Confucian Academy.

Chen Ping looked around, but there was no movement, so he took off the sword-raising gourd and took a sip. In one go, he drank all the spiritual water in the sword-raising gourd, then immersed himself in it, his thoughts were as small as mustard seeds, and toured the water mansion.

I saw that the door of the water mansion was wide open, but it didn't even close.

At Chen Ping's feet, there was a secluded green stream. From various parts of Baike, the water lines gradually converged and turned into this stream, which slowly flowed into the pond of the Shuifu.

The group of busy green-clothed children turned out to be some of the greatest heroes who came here without even looking at them.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ping'an felt a little sad. With such a boss like himself, the little guy must be really poor.

Chen Pingan went to the mountain temple to have a look again. In fact, in the water mansion, there is another slender stream, gurgling and flowing, going to the key orifice where the mountain temple is located. , it became clear and colorless, and there was no longer a strand of faint green color. These thick water-like auras, after arriving at the Qi Palace where the mountain temple is located, began to seep into the ground, like rain soaking the earth.

As soon as Chen Ping thought about it, he withdrew mentally, no longer staying in this mansion with no treasure to be found, and ran all the way with the way and footsteps that a fellow Daoist Chen should have, and sneaked away to the tree that most likely came from Qingshen Mountain. Hold the bamboo pole with the palm of your hand, shake it lightly, and the green bamboo shakes slightly, then hold the Yangjian gourd, wave your sleeves to condense the water droplets from the remaining half of the bamboo leaves, and put them all into the Yangjian gourd.

Chen Ping'an was quite proud.

I really am an expert at picking up leaks.

Then Chen Pingan didn't care about raising the sword gourd, and started to climb up the bamboo, but he never thought that those slender bamboo branches that could be easily broken by a child could not be easily broken off.

Chen Ping looked at the palace in the distance. Master Huang was standing on a wall and had been looking at it for a long time.

Chen Pingan grinned and waved his hand after "knowing later".

Master Huang stepped out and fell back to the ground.

What a poor guy who wants money like crazy, but has no way to make money.

Without Master Huang's prying eyes, Chen Ping tried to bend the bamboo branches to pick off the bamboo leaves. With his current cultivation level, he could barely do it, so he picked one after another and stuffed it into one of the bamboo leaves. Among the cross-body parcels, leaning against the bamboo leaves stiffly, the abnormally shriveled parcel was bulging.

Changed to another place, Master Huang, the martial artist who continued to look at the person holding the bamboo in the distance, was very impressed. If this kind of person is the legendary expert who hides deep in the world, Master Huang would put his neck on the ground by himself. Yuan Feng wiped that dharma knife.

When Master Huang really left, Chen Pingan began to put his fingers together, and struck out with lightning, cutting off bamboo branches of different heights, and quickly put them among the things within his reach.

Among the square-inch and close-by objects, the green glazed tiles and large green bricks really can't fit, and these slender bamboo branches are just used to fill those gaps.

After the completion of the work, the objects within a short distance and the objects within an inch are now truly full.

Chen Pingan hugged the green bamboo and just stayed there, without slipping to the ground for a long time.

He vaguely remembered the scene of climbing trees and catching cicadas with the two when he was young.

One is his best friend who is used to protecting him, and the other is his half relative who is used to protecting him.

At that time, it seemed that life was poor, but year after month, month after year, there was no worry or worry.

Chen Pingan sighed.

Withdraw your thoughts.

Soon a teasing voice came from a distance, "Brother Chen? What are you doing?"

Chen Pingan turned his head to look, laughed and said, "It's cool up there, and the scenery is beautiful."

It was Di Yuanfeng, whose alias was Qin Juyuan, whose complexion was pale, and he must have suffered serious injuries.

Giant source, giant ape?

Isn't the largest ape in the world the mountain-moving ape?

So the name is a bit embarrassing.

Di Yuanfeng stopped looking at the black-robed old man whose brain was filled with water, and looked at the nearest palace building, and asked, "How is Daoist Sun and Brother Huang's harvest?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "The three of us are all good."

Di Yuanfeng couldn't help but glanced at the old guy holding the bamboo. The two parcels were staggered. They were either tiles or bricks. Why, old man, are you in a hurry to go home and build a house to marry a wife?

It's a pity that Chen Pingan couldn't guess the voice of this person.

Otherwise, I really have to give a thumbs up from the bottom of my heart, and sincerely praise the gods.

Old Master Huan Yun has returned with a full load, and a talisman is already full.

The elder priest of Longmen Realm in Yunshang City was also almost content, carrying a big luggage and two packages in his hand, his face could not conceal his joy.

After the two old men met, they stood on the top floor of an attic overlooking the battle situation at the mountain gate.

The old priest smiled and said, "What a dog eats dog."

Huan Yun smiled and said nothing.

On the road of practice, it is often slow step by step.

If Shen Zhenze's two direct disciples did not have their own guards, they would have entered this place first, and they would have crossed the bridge later than the group of young masters from Beiting Kingdom.

In the same way, you can only fight in danger below.

It's just that Huan Yun had a unique vision, and immediately saw through the clues of the two monks of the Caique Mansion, most likely the fairy Sun Qing and the patriarch Wu Yu.

As for the young female cultivator holding a guqin in the wind and air, the guqin carved by the sages, coupled with the weather, it is obvious that it is the "Scattered Snow" piano.

It's just that this piano was the natal object of a Nascent Soul female cultivator of the Water Dragon School back then. There was an earth-shattering fight near the water. .

In the hands of the water dragon sect Jindan female cultivator now, she has displayed five or six out of ten of the unique magical powers of the guqin.

The old priest asked softly: "Then shall we detour to that algae well and leave quietly? Or go to the back mountain to have a look?"

Huan Yun smiled and said, "We are Taoist protectors, let those two children make the decision. We just need to hide ourselves and not take the initiative to wade into the muddy water. This trip should be worry-free."

Huan Yun glanced at the sky above his head, and moved his gaze down to the distance, which was the border of this small world.

The strangeness that Bai Bi noticed, of course, the old man had confirmed it earlier.

It's just that at the entrance to the algae well, he secretly buried a hidden talisman under the ground. As long as there is nothing wrong with the talisman, it means that there is still a way out.

And although there are many mysteries in this place, the weather doesn't seem to be dirty or evil at all, which reassures the old man a lot.

The landscape and weather of a place are the most difficult to fake.

If you are the great monster of the Nascent Soul Realm, you can create a fairy family secret realm full of flowers and flowers to deceive your eyes, and if it falls into the eyes of Huan Yun, who is good at talismans, you can still find clues and detect it early.

The Daoist sect of Haoran Tianxia actually had many factions in the early days, and it was a great scene where a hundred flowers bloomed.

It's just that many of the powerful offshoots have faded, become ineffective, or have simply been lost.

For example, the once most prosperous lineage of sword immortals in the Taoist sect of Zhongtu was a real phenomenon. At that time, in Beiju Luzhou, even though sword cultivators were like clouds and there were many sword immortals, they still dare not say that they occupy the eighth place of luck in the world of swordsmanship. point. In the early years, among the four great ghosts on the mountain, Taoist sword immortals occupied a place, and they were known in the world together with sword cultivators and credit sword masters. At that time, there was no such thing as a master sword room.

After Huan Yun sighed with emotion after the change of Taoist sect, watching the bloody fights at the foot of the mountain, he sighed again.

In the eyes of the old man, those who fought for the opportunity at the mountain gate should be juniors, the age of the children.

The old man has no reason to think of a poet and sage who once said that there are thousands of youths in his eyes, and his intentions are full of ups and downs.

When poets of later generations read this sentence, they would have a note: Ruggedness is the opposite of suave, so this statement breaks through the unpredictable human feelings.

Huan Yun thought of his own greed and murderous intentions before, and was even more helpless.

In the eyes of the saints of the three religions, who is not a boy in their eyes?

Huan Yun suddenly said: "You go to protect them to find opportunities in the afterlife, and the old man goes to the foot of the mountain to persuade them to fight, and the few deaths are the few."

The old priest hesitated to speak.

My mind changed sharply, and after weighing, I also understood the good intentions of the old man, so I nodded.

Unless my group from Yunshang City leaves quickly, the mess at the foot of the mountain, especially if the heir of the Water Dragon Sect accidentally dies, the fury of thunder from the five-level monks of the Water Dragon Sect will fall from the sky and envelop everyone. Beiting Kingdom and Fuqu Kingdom. Neither Caique Mansion nor Yunshang City can escape. Maybe today who will benefit more and suffer more. Furthermore, if the old man can help the two parties who are in an impasse to take advantage of the situation, let the two parties sit down and discuss a passable plan, this is the incense that Huan Yun earned alone, the Water Dragon Sect, the Caique Mansion, and the Beiting Guohou Mansion , will recognize.

Huan Yun handed out a talisman and handed it to the old Yunshangcheng to enshrine, and said with a smile: "If there is any trouble, just sacrifice the talisman and I will be there immediately."

The old priest of Longmen Realm put away the talisman, and it disappeared in a flash.

Huan Yun was actually not in a relaxed mood, "This is to make a mess, be a good gentleman, don't be self-defeating, and become an annoying shit-stirring stick on both sides."

After Huan Yun stepped out and shot.

Both sides don't help, and both sides help, all the talismans are released, in short, try to prevent the two groups from continuing to fight.

At the same time, with emotion and reason, he said that there are many opportunities on the mountain, if he can still trust Huan Yun, they can climb the mountain together to hunt for treasures, why bother to fight here, both sides will suffer.

The original chaotic situation was like a raging river, but it suddenly changed its course and entered a large lake, so it quickly became calm.

In particular, Huan Yun called five people to discuss in secret.

Among them are Zhan Qing, the young master of Beiting Kingdom, Sun Qing of the Caique Mansion, Bai Bi of the Water Dragon School, and the two most powerful leaders among the numerous Shan Ze Ye Xiu.

In this way, they negotiated a charter for each side of the arch bridge to retreat one step. Of course, Zhan Qing and Bai Bi made more concessions. The reason is very simple. Forced to choose the Jindan Baibi who fled far away. Of course, on the other side, it is doomed not to survive a few, at most ten, if you are unlucky, there may only be one hand.

Therefore, the appearance of Huan Yun is great news for both parties.

Otherwise, everyone will be in an embarrassing situation, and the only way to stop is to smash the opponent's head.

At the same time, under the leadership of Huan Yun, there was a rough agreement on the compensation for the dead on both sides.

Under Huan Yun's secret conversation with Bai Bi, Bai Bi even took out a sum of fairy money on the spot and handed it to the other three, allowing them to negotiate the distribution of the pension silver.

Among the five people from Bai Bi and Zhan Qing, an enshrinement from the Hou family died, Gao Ling was also seriously injured, and the manna armor on his body was already on the verge of collapse, and the other enshrinement from the royal family of Fuyu Kingdom was not much better.

Zhan Qing herself couldn't even find the secret treasure folding fan that wasn't refined into a natal item. God knows if she fell into the river or was secretly put away by some black-hearted bastard.

This young master in white has disheveled hair, his robes are already tattered, and he doesn't have the slightest demeanor of a romantic family.

But the family lost a martial artist of the Seven Realms who was the mainstay on the stage.

Not only did Zhan Qing not complain to Bai Bi at all, but she kept her expression as usual, without saying a word, and handed over all the power of discussion to Bai Bi.

This made Bai Bi very pleased.

During this period, Sun Qing took the initiative to say to Bai Bi, who was at a disadvantage in the fight, "This place belongs to me, and I, Caique House, are willing to help you survive until the elders of the Water Dragon Sect arrive, and try our best not to let Yunshang City tip off the other sects. But if Shen Zhenze from Yunshang City came first with other big monks, don't blame our Caique Mansion monks for leaving."

With just such a sentence, Bai Bi's impression of the Master of Caique Mansion was greatly changed.

In the previous fight, the two sides had their own strengths. I am afraid that except for the old man Huan Yun, it would be difficult for outsiders to see. Therefore, after they signed a verbal covenant, Bai Bi had the idea of ​​establishing some personal friendship with the Caique Mansion in the future.

When Huan Yun saw that the two sides had roughly reached an agreement, he felt relieved.

It's easy to be a peacemaker, but it's difficult to be a good one. Not only is the realm of the person who persuades the fight simple enough, but the key is the ingenious grasp of people's hearts.

At the former site of the Taoist temple on the top of the mountain, a tall old man appeared out of thin air, glanced at the ruins of the Taoist temple piled up into the mountain, shook his head, walked slowly to the top of the steps, and sneered: "Children think this is the end? There is such a good thing in the world?" Is it money? People kill the most people, it’s what people think. Otherwise, what’s the fun in seeing you children playing around?"

He stomped lightly.

When he walked to the other side of the steps, he overlooked the truce at the foot of the mountain, and after a glance, his ethereal figure was instantly smashed by the wisp of sword energy.

It's just that the dark green river at the foot of the mountain is already full of strange phenomena. First, it ripples, and then it starts to boil like water.

Huan Yun was the first person to notice the vision, his sleeves fluttered, and talismans flew out like flowing water.

Just for a moment, the river under the bridge was silent, and then on both sides of the white jade arch bridge, a five-foot-high Tsingyi godman walked out, one god was holding a silver spear, and the other god was holding an iron mace. They landed on the shore and stood still.

At the same time, the white jade arched bridge was also swaying in the clouds, and finally a goddess in white clothes was condensed, with golden eyes and an expressionless face, holding a scroll that looked like a Taoist treasure.

She floated into the sky, spread out the scroll, and spoke slowly with a voice like the sound of nature.

Even Huan Yun, a well-informed old man, felt absurd after hearing the words of the goddess in white, but he had to be convinced.

Roughly speaking, it means that this place is the place where the ancient real people proclaimed the Tao and ascended. It was once ranked the thirty-sixth cave and the seventy-one blessed places. It was a clean place, and it was both a chance and a sin for them to break into the mansion recklessly. Before the real person ascended, he left a dharma decree for the three of them, promising that the monks of later generations will determine the size of their chances based on the number of treasures they get. In the end, five people will be left behind, and not only can they leave all the treasures in their hands , Immortal Family Cheats, the first person can obtain the direct heir status of Daoist Feisheng, and the rest will be temporarily named, and there is another Taoism directed at immortals.

In the next ten days, only five people can survive in the end, otherwise everything will be forfeited, and there will be no chances, and they will be sent down to the heavenly calamity and hacked to death on the spot. , did not deserve this fate.

The unfolded picture scroll suddenly became as large as a waterfall curtain, falling from the sky to the ground.

There are five hanging portraits painted on the painting.

It is the five people who get the most treasures and the most blessings at the moment.

In addition to this water curtain, somewhere on the mountain, somewhere behind the mountain, as long as there are people, there is a smaller water curtain hanging in the air.

As for the words of the goddess in white, the voice is not loud, but it actually resounds through the world, and everyone in the secret realm can hear it.

The young male cultivator who was carrying Shen Zhenze's square-inch white jade pen from Yunshang City was stunned. He was on the list, and his ranking was not low, ranking second.

The female monk on the side had mixed worries and joys.

The person at the bottom is a young man with a sword.

Di Yuanfeng.

This handsome boy with pale face was dumbfounded.

Ranked fourth was a scruffy man standing in front of the palace stele with his arms crossed and his eyes squinted.

The third person is a tall and thin Taoist who wears a Taoist robe as a package.

It was Sun Daoren who claimed to be the Immortal Master of Thunder God's House Genealogy.

At this moment, the tall and thin Taoist was already sweating profusely.

First person.

It was an old man in black robe who was holding a bamboo and hanging off the ground.

Chen Pingan.

Everyone saw on the scroll, but the guy was still unwilling to land, stretched out his hand and scratched his head vigorously, then looked at the landscape scroll hovering in the air, and said sincerely: "What are you doing, I made a mistake, what a mess! wrong."