Sword of Coming

Fan Dache was covered with fine bruises today, drinking wine at the wine shop, dazed.

Chen Sanqiu wasn't much better either, with a lot of injuries.

The five people agreed to work together to besiege and kill the sword fairy Nalan Yexing in the small mustard world of the Ningfu Martial Arts Field.

As a result, apart from Chen Ping, Chen Sanqiu, Yan Zhuo, Dong Huafu, and Fan Dache who was the most retarded, none of them had a good end.

Fatty Yan went home and continued to practice swords, while Dong Heitan wandered around somewhere, and then ate and drank, bought this and that, anyway, Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo were responsible for everything.

Fan Dache said: "Sanqiu, I'm suddenly a little afraid of becoming a Golden Core Sword Cultivator. If you become a Golden Core, you won't have sword masters following you."

Chen Sanqiu smiled and said: "Then I am better than you. I have a good reincarnation, a big surname, and a rich family. Even if I become a golden elixir, I still have family sword masters to help protect the formation. Happy, really happy, I will drink one first."

Sure enough, Chen Sanqiu took a sip of wine by himself.

Chen Sanqiu has also discovered now that with a friend like Fan Dache who is as careful as a hair, it is better to speak straightforwardly, and don't need to take care of the other party's mood too deliberately.

Fan Dache laughed and said: "Chen Pingan promised that the next big fight will start, and I will follow you and leave the city. Then he, Chen Pingan, is my swordsman."

After practicing martial arts so many times, Fan Dache, no matter how stupid he was, could see some of Chen Pingan's intentions. Apart from helping Fan Dache sharpen his realm, he also had to let everyone cooperate skillfully so that everyone could survive the next fight. At the same time, kill as many monsters as possible.

Chen Sanqiu raised the wine bowl and bumped it, "Then you, Fan Dache, are amazing. With this kind of treatment, you can make Chen Pingan a follower."

Fan Dache poured another bowl of wine and wiped his mouth, "After thinking about it this way, I'm willing to become a golden core sword cultivator again."

Fan Dache lowered his voice and said, "Chen Ping'an is now a five-level monk, and he happened to be at the level where our Sword Qi Great Wall was broken. Why didn't he come to the wine shop to shout?"

Chen Sanqiu said with a smile: "I guess I'm too embarrassed to publicize it, after all, it's not yet in the cave."

Fan Dache shook his head and said, "He has nothing to be embarrassed about."

We drank together here earlier, Chen Pingan stood up and toasted all the guests, and spoke earnestly, all sword celestial beings, why don’t you break the barrier, don’t be polite to me, what’s so polite, drink our sword The cheapest drinks on the Great Wall, the best Yangchun noodles, and pickles that don’t charge money, but it’s not breaking the bank. Horizontal batch? If you don't live up to your expectations, in the future when bachelors come here to drink, they will all pay more!

At that time, all the drinkers were dumbfounded, and they always felt that something was wrong, but it seemed to be more serious to the end. For example, if they deliberate on the sentence of squatting in a latrine and not shitting, they are still at a disadvantage.

In fact, these are not bad. The most annoying thing is to bet on the fact that Dong Huafu took the initiative to pay the money. Big and small gamblers, almost no one wins. At first, everyone was very happy. Anyway, the second shopkeeper and the Yan family The little fat man followed suit and lost a lot of money. Later, Pang Yuanji, the only one who had won money on the bright side, came to the wine shop to drink with a smile, so some people gradually came back to it. It's the bastard who wrote a poem inexplicably before.

Damn it, such a familiar route!

So today Chen Pingan did not go to the shop for drinks with Chen Sanqiu and Fan Dache, but went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

On the way there, Chen Pingan, who still earned a few Gu Yu money after splitting the account, planned to change the person who was going to be in the bank next time. For example, Tao Wen, the sword fairy, looks more simple and honest.

On the other side of the city, Chen Pingan did not directly drive the talisman boat to land next to his senior brother, but traveled more than a hundred miles.

During the period, I met a group of children Jianxiu from the lower five realms, and there I followed a Yuanyingjianxiu to practice swords.

There is no taboo to watch this kind of sword practice.

Chen Pingan was sitting on the top of the wall, watching from a distance, there were seven or eight kids lying there arguing not far away, just arguing how many Lin Junbi could beat a second shopkeeper.

The children who can go to the top of the city to play are actually not simple, they are either rich or expensive, or they are born with the talent to practice swords.

Children from places like Yanmei Lane and Lingxi Lane would not come here. Once the city is too far away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, ordinary street children have weak legs. Furthermore, on the top of the city, the sword intent is heavy, the sword energy is strong, and the frail child cannot bear this suffering at all. This is life, some people are like a fish in water since they were young, and some people get hotter and hotter as they grow up.

A child saw Chen Pingan sitting next to him, and shouted loudly: "Second shopkeeper, tell me, can you beat Lin Junbi five times with one hand? If you nod, I will be Yuan Haohua in the future." friends!"

Chen Pingan didn't turn his head, but just waved his hand, signaling to get out.

The brat whose name meant nothing, didn't want to give up, and continued to ask: "How about three? Three is always okay?!"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I haven't fought before, so I don't know."

Yuan Zaohua shouted: "Then I'll help you write a letter of challenge? Let's say that the second shopkeeper intends to single-handedly challenge everyone including Lin Junbi, Yan Lu, and Jiang Guancheng with one hand!"

Chen Pingan stood up and came to the child with his hands on his hips. He was stunned for a moment. He was actually a tomboy. He pressed her head, twisted it lightly, and kicked her ass, "Go away. Do you know how to write? Return the gauntlet."

After Yuan Zuohua stood firm, he said angrily, "I can read a lot! I'm much more knowledgeable than you!"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Will you write the words bragging without drafting?"

Yuan Haohua said: "I can write, but I don't. In fact, you can't write. Want me to teach you? Good idea!"

She is obviously a king of children, and the rest of the children are all in the same hatred, and they all agree with Yuan Haohua.

Chen Pingan sat down, facing the city to the north, twisted his wrist, took out a bamboo leaf, and played a tune.

After Yuan Haohua heard it, he disapproved and said, "It doesn't sound good."

The rest of the children had no choice but to peck the rice together.

Seeing that Chen Pingan didn't talk to Yuan Zaohua, he was a little disappointed. He just patted his knees with his hands and looked to the north. The city is further north, which is a mirage of prosperous commerce and mixed fish and dragons.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked with a smile: "Which ten sword immortals do you think are the most powerful now? There is no need to be in order."

Yuan Zuohua rolled his eyes and said: "There is no order, so it's a fart, it's boring. You can guess it yourself."

Chen Ping planned to get up and go to practice sword.

Now it is relatively easy to learn swords from my senior brother. With four flying swords, I can resist the sword energy and save a few deaths.

Yuan Zuohua stretched out his hand, "Chen Pingan, if you give me a folding fan, I will tell you the secret."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "The abacus is good."

Yuan Zaohua stretched out his hands to prevent Chen Pingan from leaving, and said with stubborn eyes: "Hurry up! It must be the folding fan with the best and most writing!"

Chen Pingan didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but suddenly remembered something, so he sat back and said, "You talk first, I'll see how you feel."

Yuan Zaohua poured beans into the bamboo tube, and said in a vigorous voice: "The boss sword fairy, Dong Sangeng, A Liang, Yin Guan, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji, Zuo Zuo, Nalan Shaowei, Lao Deaf, Lu Zhi. That's all ten! Bring the fan!"

Standing up, Chen Pingan really picked out a Yuzhu folding fan from among the things close at hand, and slapped it on the palm of the tomboy, "Remember to keep it well, it's worth a lot of fairy money."

Yuan Zuohua opened the folding fan and liked it quite a bit, but the words on the fan were too few, and she couldn't recognize a few, so she said angrily, "Change another one, I want one with more words."

Chen Ping held down her little head again, twisted it lightly, turned her head to the side, and said with a smile: "Little girl, how dare you bargain with me? Accept it when you see it, or I'll regret it later."

The folding fan that Yuan Zenohua successfully folded went around behind him, and stretched out his hand again, "Then I'll buy you another folding fan with the most words!"

Chen Ping asked with a smile, "Where's the money?"

Yuan Zaohua said solemnly: "Boss Sword Immortal, Dong Sangeng, A Liang, Lord Yinguan, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji, Zuo Zuo, Nalan Shaowei, Lao Deaf, Lu Zhi. From today on, there will be a second shopkeeper Chen Pingan! These are the eleven strongest sword immortals of our Great Wall of Sword Qi!"

Chen Pingan couldn't be happier, and gave her a folding fan with a lot of words, and said with a smile: "Little girl, you can get money from me, you are number one on the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

How could Yuan Zenghua care about such a "fake name", she has folding fans in both hands at the moment, and she is very happy, she suddenly asked in a low voice in a discussing tone: "You can give me another one, the number of words is fine, I can rank you in the top ten, the top five are fine!"

It's a pity that the stupid second shopkeeper left with a smile.

But before leaving, he took out a small seal, heaved a sigh of relief, asked Yuan Zuohua to hand over the folding fan with few words to her, sealed it lightly, and then returned the folding fan to the little girl.

A group of children looked at each other in dismay.

The Nascent Soul Old Sword Immortal had finished teaching swordsmanship, and after Chen Ping'an walked away, he came near the group of children.

Yuan Zuohua was lying on the top of the wall, with two folding fans spread out in front of her eyes, trying to read the characters over there. Of course, she liked the fan with dense writing on the fan, and it looked more valuable.

But the old man bent down and looked at the folding fan with fewer characters, and couldn't help but laugh.

Most of the good things are not firm, and the colored clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.

The colorful clouds are easy to disperse and come back, and the heart is like glass that has not been broken.

The previous sentence is an extremely famous poem in Haoran Tianxia.

What follows, the dog tail continues the mink, all the same, the meaning is completely different, it should be made up by the young man himself.

But in the end, the meaning is good. After changing the sad and sad meaning of the previous sentence, I can only say that the intention is good, nothing more.

Old Jianxiu snorted, squatted down, looked at the inconspicuous Zhu Yin, and laughed, a little interesting.

The printed text is that "many people are separated, and broken mirrors are also reunited".

Thinking of the life experience of the girl Yuan Zuohua, her father, who was expected to enter the upper five realms, died in battle in the south, leaving only mother and daughter to depend on each other. The old sword repairer raised his head and glanced at the back of the young man in the distance.

In any case, it is still different from those scholars in the academy and academies in the past.

It's not that the former is unwilling to do something, but they almost always end up hitting a wall. As time goes by, they will naturally become disheartened and return to Haoran Tianxia sadly.

Chen Ping went to the left and right sides.

Left and right asked, "Breakthrough so soon?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "It's already the fifth level of Qi practitioners."

Left and right said: "Study and cultivate the heart, don't slack off."

Probably there are only brothers like Left and Right in the world, who don't worry about their lower level, but worry about breaking through too quickly.

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "With senior brothers watching, I wouldn't dare to slack off even if I wanted to."

Zuo Zuo sneered and said, "Why don't you say 'Even if you want to die a few more times under the sword energy'?"

Chen Ping knew that he would suffer for this sword practice.

Jin Su, the sweet-scented osmanthus girl on the osmanthus island ferry, is actually the only direct disciple of Mrs. Gui. What level was it ten years ago? Daoxuan Mountain is more relaxing, and the mountains and the sea are interdependent. It is a unique place of geomantic omen. Not only that, Mrs. Gui also gave Jinsu a grain rain coin as pocket money this time. Ten years of beloved objects, don't hesitate. Jin Su was shocked and wanted to refuse, but Mrs. Gui waved her hand and told Jin Su that it was the first time for Mr. Qi and his disciples to ascend the inverted mountain, remember to help as much as possible.

Jin Su didn't think much of it either.

Qi Jinglong and his disciple Baishou didn't report to the master's school, so Jin Su was regarded as a Confucian student and a scholar who went out to study.

Beiju Luzhou is a well-known swordsman like a cloud, but neither master nor apprentice have swords on their bodies.

This time they took the Osmanthus Island to travel upside down, because they heard that they were friends of Chen Pingan, so they lived in Guimai Yard, which had already been recorded under Chen Pingan's name. Jin Su didn't have much contact with the two masters and apprentices. Occasionally, he would accompany Mrs. Gui to the small courtyard as a guest to drink tea or something. Going south, he stopped in Dali Longquan County on the way, and then went directly to Old Dragon City. Just when Osmanthus Island was going to Daoxuan Mountain, he lived in Guimai Yard, which had never been inhabited.

Master Gui and Mrs. Gui didn't talk about the other party's cultivation level, and Jin Su didn't bother to ask about the other party's roots, and just regarded him as the kind of ordinary ferry boat passenger who met once and never met again.

What kind of family background, what kind of state, what kind of person, what does it have to do with her Jinsu?

It was just something that Master told her. Jin Su didn’t dare to be negligent. The place where Osmanthus Island moored this time was still near the Jufang Pavilion. She and Qi Jinglong introduced the origin of the Jufang Pavilion. She never thought about the boy with the weird name, but just met him. After Dao Laoer wrote the plaque with his own hand, he lost interest in going to the small pavilion to join in the fun. Instead, Qi Jinglong must go to the pavilion to stand for a while. It doesn't matter if Jin Su is indifferent, and the young man Baishou is impatient. Only Qi Jinglong slowly squeezed through the crowd , stopped for a long time in the crowded Jufang Pavilion, and finally left the most uninteresting small pavilion among the eight scenic spots in the inverted mountain, but also looked up at the plaque, as if he could really see something, which made Jinsu a little slightly I don't like it, such a hypocritical attitude seems to be worse than that of Chen Pingan back then.

Fortunately, Jin Suben is a cold-tempered woman with no clues on her face.

In addition, there are a few close osmanthus ladies standing beside her, who will play together in the next three days, and Jin Su smiles a little when she thinks of the Grain Rain coin that she carefully hid.

That white head was really careless, he complained carelessly all the way, complaining that "the one surnamed Liu" delayed his trip to Lei Ze Terrace.

The young man didn't respectfully address Qi Jinglong as his master, nor did he call him Mr. Qi, but he kept saying "Liu's name", which is actually quite strange.

Taking such a disciple with no sense of dignity and lack of etiquette to travel far away, Jin Su felt that this Qi Jinglong was actually even more strange.

After leaving the Zhufang Pavilion, which was crowded with people, Jin Su asked Mr. Qi if he had a favorite inn as usual. Ping An is like this, but the inn is not big, located deep in the back alley, it is not very conspicuous, and it is not a good inn, but the price is affordable. Qi Jinglong smiled and said, please trouble Miss Jinsu to take us to the Stork Inn.

Bai Shou Bai was not happy, just about to yell, when Qi Jinglong turned his head and glanced at him, the young man obediently swallowed the words that came to his mouth, only daring to slander.

A group of people arrived at the Stork Inn hidden deep in the back alley. Baishou looked at the young storekeeper with a bright smile, and always felt that he was led to a pigsty to be slaughtered, so he stayed in the same room with Liu After sitting down in the room, Baishou began to complain: "My surname is Liu, our sword cultivators from Luzhou in Beiju have come to Daoxuan Mountain, don't we all live in Chunfanzhai, one of the four major private houses in Daoxuan Mountain? What are you doing? Why, are you coveting the beauty of those sweet-scented osmanthus girls?"

Qi Jinglong poured two cups of tea, Baishou took the teacup and drank it down, and continued to babble: "My surname is Liu, I really want to tell you a few words from the bottom of my heart, even the most beautiful golden millet is not as good looking Fairy Lu who is infatuated with you, right? Oh, yes, the owner of Chunfanzhai, I heard that in the early years, he and Fairy Lu's ancestor in Shuijingshan almost became a couple of gods and Taoists. You are afraid that someone will tip off Fairy Lu, so come here Upside-down mountain blocking your way? No, this Fairy Lu is not Palace Master Sun from the Caique Mansion, but let me tell you, among the women who like you, Lu Sui is of course the best in looks and temperament. , I like Sun Qing the most. He is big and generous, but a little reserved. The one from Sanlang Temple is really too enthusiastic, and his eyes are so fierce. When I saw your surname Liu, I met a drunkard. It's like a good pot of wine, I see you two are useless, you are not the same people at all."

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "When I return to Taihui Sword Sect in the future, do you want to take another trip to Luopo Mountain in Longquan County?"

Bai Shou immediately shut up, pretending to be deaf and dumb, still feeling unsafe, and holding back his temper, politely poured a cup of tea for Liu.

What kind of method, when Bai Shou now thinks of a certain Heitan who is ruthless and loves to pretend to be garlic, his scalp feels numb and his liver hurts.

I never thought that I, the majestic white-headed Great Sword Immortal, would have ruined my fame for the first time before I made any achievements when I went out for the first time!

Go to his mother's Luopo Mountain, I will never go there again in this life.

A good apprentice taught by Chen Pingan, the dog day!

The place Luopo Mountain and his Baishou reckoned to be incompatible with each other, and their fates were incompatible, not to mention hearing the name would be unlucky, not to go, not to be beaten to death.

Qi Jinglong thought of some family affairs, feeling helpless and sad.

Leaving Beiju Luzhou this time, since Qi Jinglong is fine for the time being, and he has successfully received the three sword-questions of the three sword celestial beings from the Taihui Sword Sect, so he wants to go to the other eight continents of Haoran Tianxia, ​​and there are also Master Huang Tong secretly instructed him, saying that the suzerain had ordered him to go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi immediately, and the suzerain had something to explain to him. How could Qi Jinglong not know the intention of the suzerain, that he wanted Qi Jinglong to take a trip to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in a relatively stable interval between the battles, and even directly pass the suzerain position to himself, so that he would not have to think about it for at least a hundred years later In Qi Jinglong's own name, purely as Beiju Luzhou New Sword Immortal, he participated in the killing of demons and defending the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

For the rest of the Taihui Sword Sect, it is enough to leave it to Han Huaizi alone.

Bai Shou didn't dare to talk about the man and woman again, so he changed the subject wisely, "We really can't go to live in Chunfanzhai? I really want to see that gourd vine with my own eyes. On the mountain, I and many juniors and teachers The nephew patted his chest and promised to see those future sword-raising gourds for them. If I can't see them, I will lose face when I go back to Taihui Sword Sect. Could it be that I can only hide in Pianran Peak? I have no face, after all , Aren't you shameless?"

Chunfanzhai is one of the four private houses in Daoxuan Mountain.

The most famous one, of course, is the ape mansion of God of Wealth Liu in Aiaiazhou. It is purely a mountain of gold and silver piled with fairy money. It's a widely circulated joke.

The plum garden built by the monks of the Shenzhou sect in Zhongtu, it is rumored that there is a spirit of the upper five realms who has lived for an unknown number of years. In order to move the ancestral plum tree from his hometown to the inverted mountain smoothly, the owner of the garden directly hired him. It is conceivable that a whole transcontinental ferry will cost a lot of money.

Chunfanzhai was built by a frustrated swordsman in Luzhou, Beiju, and he often receives swordsmen from his hometown, but the owner of the Zhai never shows up in public.

The last Shuijing Mansion is a separate courtyard of the immortal family of the sea sect. It is said that these years, near the water tower, the remnants of the Jiaolong ditch have been collected, and the sect's momentum has skyrocketed.

For example, Han Huaizi, the suzerain of Taihui Sword Sect, Huang Tong, the patriarch of Zushitang, and Li Cai, the suzerain of Duckweed Jianhu who rushed to Daoxuan Mountain, all stayed in Chunfanzhai. There is a gourd vine planted in Chunfanzhai. After generations of cultivation by immortals, the master of Chunfanzhai finally got this great blessing, and continued to water it with spiritual energy for thousands of years. Fourteen vines have been bred and are expected to be created. The big and small gourds of Yangjian gourd, as long as they are successfully refined, their ranks will start as magic weapons. The best-looking gourd, once refined into Yangjian gourd, is rumored to be the half-celestial soldier.

The magic weapon or half-immortal weapon on the mountain, even if it is an immortal family treasure of the same rank, there are differences between superior and inferior, and there is even a huge difference between cloud and mud.

A half-immortal soldier's sword-raising gourd is almost comparable to the sword-raising gourd left by Taoist ancestors, so it should be regarded as an immortal soldier.

The Beiju Luzhou Sword Immortal was far away from his hometown, and brought the gourd vine to take root here. It is extremely wise for Chunban Mansion to be sheltered by the inverted mountain and not be affected by external disturbances.

It's just that the fourteen gourds that haven't fully matured can finally be refined into half of the Yangjian gourd, which is already quite good. Chunfanzhai is enough to move the world and earn a lot of money. The most important thing is that you can rely on seven One or more sword raising gourds, and befriend at least seven sword immortals. Maybe by virtue of these incense, the owner of Chunfanzhai has the hope to directly establish a sect in any continent in the Haoran world, and become the originator of the mountain.

That's why Baishou misses Chunfanzhai so much.

What's more, Chen Pingan's vermilion jug turned out to be a legendary sword-raising gourd. When he was on Pianran Peak, it almost made the young man die of covetousness.

If he can be indistinguishable from Brother Chen, and drink with a raised sword gourd, how good is it to walk in the rivers and lakes?

It's just that Brother Chen still had a thin skin, he didn't listen to his suggestion, and carved the three characters "Raising Sword Gourd" on the jug.

Qi Jinglong nodded and said, "I will go. I will visit the other seven scenic spots first. Now it is extremely difficult for foreigners to go from Daoxuan Mountain to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. We need Chunfanzhai to make connections and provide guarantees."

In Luopo Mountain, Baishou was very depressed. When he heard that there was a show, he immediately came back to his senses and said happily: "Then can you book a Spring Banner Raising Sword Gourd for me? I don't ask too much, as long as the rank The worst and lowest one is your acceptance ceremony? Taihui Sword Sect is such a big sect, and you are a sword cultivator in the Jade Realm. The acceptance ceremony should not be bad. Look at my brother Chen , once the Luopo Mountain Patriarch Hall is completed, which one is not a priceless thing? Liu, you can learn a little from my Brother Chen, okay?"

In fact, the young man was just talking nonsense. He never thought that Liu Jinglong would really agree. Yangjian gourd is a treasure of sword cultivation that is hard to buy, especially the Yangjian gourd with a high rank, even sword immortals may not have it. Because the existence of such rare things as raising sword gourds is more embarrassing than square-inch and close-by objects, the level of sword cultivation is high, and the rank of raising sword gourds is low, which will delay the nourishment of the natal flying sword. The sword-raising gourd with the upper eye is so rare that you can't find it.

But Baishou never thought of the guy who was drinking tea slowly, nodded and said: "Let me open my mouth and give it a try. Whether it will be successful or not, I will not promise you anything. If you hear this sentence, you have expected too much." , At that time, I will be very disappointed, and I will vent my anger on me, but I will not hide it deeply, and I will notice the signs, that is, my master has made mistakes in preaching, and then you and I will cultivate our hearts together."

It was the first time that Bai Shou didn't dislike someone surnamed Liu talking so much, he was overjoyed and said in surprise: "The one surnamed Liu! Are you really willing to say this for me?"

The surname Liu is full of stinky problems, but there is only one good point, and he will do what he says.

Qi Jinglong asked rhetorically: "In the Patriarch Hall, you are an apprentice, and I accept apprentices. As a preacher, there should be an apprenticeship gift for your disciples. You are the direct descendant of the Taihui Sword Sect. Raising the sword gourd is beneficial to the Dao. It is faster to raise the sword with an upright method, and you can spend more time to cultivate your mind. Why do I not want to speak? I am not a force, so I bought a sword raising gourd with Chunfanzhai. "

Bai Shou was stunned for a moment, and muttered: "I saw that you don't bring money when you go out, and you don't seem like a generous person at all."

Qi Jinglong said with a smile: "A person is not generous, and his character is not only seen in money. The word is not only literal, but the key is in the word 'only'. The world's principles, going to extremes, will not be a good thing I'm not trying to excuse myself, but I want you to see everyone other than me, and think more about things, lest you miss some friends who shouldn't be missed, and make some friends who shouldn't be friends in the future. "

Bai Shou asked suspiciously: "Did you know that Chunfanzhai would not sell you the sword gourd, but just took this opportunity to tell me these great truths!"

Qi Jinglong said with a smile: "Practitioners, especially people with Taoism, have a long time. As long as they are willing to open their eyes to see, how many times can they see the truth? What is my intention? Do you need to ask? I will tell you, and you will believe it." ?"

Bai Shou covered his head with his hands, and wailed: "My brain hurts. If you don't listen, don't listen, bastard chant."

On the Luopo mountain side, the boy still learned a lot of rural sayings.

Qi Jinglong wasn't angry either, and drank his tea with a smile.

Bai Shou suddenly asked: "The surname Liu will go shopping with Jin Su and the others from now on? How boring, these sisters are less afraid of fatigue when they go shopping than we practice, I am afraid."

Qi Jinglong said: "Old Dragon City's Fu family's ferry just happened to be docked at the Daoxuan Mountain. Mrs. Gui must be worried that there will be accidents when they are playing on the Daoxuan Mountain. We saw it with our own eyes in the Old Dragon City. This time we lived in Guimai Courtyard, traveled across the sea, and didn’t spend a single penny on basic necessities, food, housing and transportation, so we have to reciprocate courtesy.”

Bai Shou put his hands on his chest and said: "In that case, then I will spend more time with my sisters. If there is really someone from the Fu family who makes trouble secretly, don't blame me for showing the demeanor of a sword fairy."

Qi Jinglong asked with a smile: "Tell me, what is the demeanor of a sword fairy?"

Before the Pimazong ferry docked at Niujiaoshan Ferry, the young man was also full of confidence. Later, at the top of the Luoluoshan steps, he saw a row of three little heads eating melon seeds. The young man still felt that he was in a fight. It's a safe bet.

Bai Shou became angry from embarrassment: "My surname is Liu, am I your disciple or not?!"

Having said that, the young man's eyes were a little sad.

That Heitan girl who speaks incoherently and can irritate people is Chen Pingan's great disciple. In fact, he is also the only direct disciple with the surname Liu.

Chen Ping's state of being a qi practitioner is far inferior to that of Liu.

As a result, he was so miserable in Luopo Mountain, and he lost face, which more or less caused the surname Liu to lose some face.

Qi Jinglong said softly: "I don't think my disciples are inferior to others."

Bai Shou blushed, and said angrily: "Liu, don't be too sentimental, I don't really regard you as my master now!"

Qi Jinglong said seriously: "Competing with others, you always win or lose. Competing with yourself, you only win more and win less. So how should we choose, Baishou, what do you think?"

The young man was lying on the table, lamenting unceasingly. He really envied that little girl with dark skin and even darker heart. Her master ran out every two days, so he wouldn't be around constantly nagging.

But that's nothing.

The most frightening thing was that Heitan, who lost money, was very happy when he was parting, saying that she might also go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to see her master, the key depended on when Master Zhong left. She didn't care if Bai Shou wanted to or not, she directly helped him make a decision, next time the two sides will only fight with each other, not with martial arts.

When Bai Shou thought of this, he became very upset.

Ning Yao is still retreating.

When Chen Ping was refining Qi, he let go of his hands and feet and fought against Nalan Yexing on the martial arts arena.

Without Fan Dache and the others present, Chen Pingan, who was throwing punches and swords with all his strength, in the mustard world, wearing a green shirt, was a completely different scene.

Bai Momo is now used to watching from the gazebo, no matter how she looks at it, she feels that her uncle is the most handsome young man of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, followed by the martial arts prodigy who hasn't been around for a thousand years. As for the matter of cultivating Taoism and refining qi, what's the rush? My aunt seems to be a latecomer, isn't he a five-level qi practitioner now? His cultivation qualifications are not much worse than his own young lady.

One day, at the corner of the street not far from the shop, Chen Pingan was sitting on a small bench, nibbling melon seeds, and finally finished a landscape story about the wine-loving Qi Jianxian.

Feng Kangle felt a little unfinished, so he asked Chen Pingan if there were any other legends about the old sword fairy. He raised his head and said that the young sword fairy went to an ancient temple in the wilderness where old crows were flying at night, lit a bonfire, and was about to drink happily, when he met several graceful women, with a burst of fragrant wind, singing and laughing , The clothes fluttered into the ancient temple. As soon as the young sword fairy raised his head, he frowned, because as a cultivator, when he focused his gaze and used his magical powers, he saw the fox tails behind those women, so the young sword fairy drank a pot of wine and slowly got up.

At this point, Chen Pingan stopped and said the most annoying sentence, let's listen to the next chapter.

Chen Ping went to the wine shop and still didn't drink, mainly because Fan Dache was not there, and the rest of the drunkards and gamblers were not looking very kindly at him now, and it was difficult to get a bowl and a half of wine. No reason, I sold wine to you, and I didn't owe you any money. Chen Pingan squatted on the side of the road and ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles, but suddenly felt a little sorry for Qi Jinglong, the story seemed not to be exciting enough, somehow, he was not a real storyteller after all, he had already tried his best.