Sword of Coming

Shuang Jiang stood on the steps, looking at the young man who was staggering down, beating his heart heavily.

Every time Chen Ping punches, golden light will flow from his heart, like a blacksmith swinging a hammer to refine a sword embryo. Every time he punches, the fire will scatter, disrupting the passage of time, causing the light around Chen Ping to distort and make light and dark uncertain.

Since Chen Pingan was at a high place and went down the stairs, even though his eyes were lowered, Shuang Jiang standing on the lower steps could still clearly see those golden eyes that were different from ordinary people.

Chen Ping staggered, the movement in the heart was too loud, after refining the heart of the god's remains, it was like moving the whole furnace of fire and putting it in the heart chamber.

The words peeled off from the golden jade book, even if they were of extremely high quality and contained the true meaning of Taoism, were still melted by the golden light on the spot and dissipated in the air after Chen Ping'an punched them.

Shuang Jiang asked: "Shouldn't the refining be successful so quickly, do you still have any secrets?"

Chen Ping'an was silent, neither willing to speak nor actually able to speak. He just punched his heart with one fist after another, trying his best to suppress the sound of the drum beating at the heart orifice.

Shuangjiang turned sideways to get out of the way and walked with Chen Pingan. Shuangjiang kept looking at Chen Pingan's side face, using his magical powers to carefully examine the inner atmosphere of Chen Pingan's small world.

Chen Pingan stopped, covered his mouth with both hands, vomited out a mouthful of golden blood, raised his head slightly, swallowed all the blood, continued to move forward, and punched his heart again.

Shuangjiang was a little scratchy, weird, too weird. Even if Chen Pingan used the two dragon eye fire seeds as a primer for refining, and with the help of martial arts, the remains of the gods would not reject Chen Pingan's body and soul too much. It shouldn't have been so smooth, according to Shuang Jiang's prediction, the twist core disassembled 36,000 warp and weft threads, and Chen Ping'an might not even be able to get out of that small door.

This is like a gifted reader who flips through a sage's book. Within a short while, he may be able to understand the subtle and subtle words of the sage, but he cannot truly grasp the profound and important meaning.

There are only two possibilities, one is that Chen Qing has made a sneaky move, the Dao manifested, and he did not hesitate to pull the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi, and personally helped Chen Pingan refine things.

There is another kind, Chen Ping'an is the reincarnation of a certain god who has a great relationship with this god's remains, half of which is inherited and half is refined.

It's just that Shuangjiang thinks that both possibilities are slim. Chen Qing is not the kind of person who gives alms casually. If Chen Ping'an is the reincarnation of an ancient god, and the Changsheng Bridge was interrupted in the early years, it will leave some traces. Shuangjiang has traveled to it many times. , should be aware of it.

Chen Pingan's eyes gradually returned to normal, the golden light gradually faded, and the movement in his heart became smaller and smaller.

The punches are getting lighter, the footsteps are getting steady, and the mood is getting calmer.

The entire prison fell silent.

Chen Ping turned around and climbed up, and the white-haired boy had no choice but to follow.

This time Chen Ping passed by one prison after another. Five great monsters of the upper five realms and five Yuanying sword cultivators all showed up one after another, but no one said a word.

Looking at that young man is like looking at a demon.

Chen Pingan came to the entrance of the prison and sat on the top of the steps. The sky and the earth are dark, day and night. Outside the prison, it is always daytime.

Shuang Jiang couldn't help but said again: "Ancestor Yinguan, really can't you say it? If you say it, it's a deal, and I owe you three snowflakes."

Previously, the two "totaled together" and established the rules of buying and selling between the two parties. A snowflake coin is equivalent to an earth immortal monk. A Xiaoshu coin can buy or sell the life of a Jade Pu realm. When enough Grain Rain coins are saved, Chen Ping'an can go to plead with Chen Qingdu to save the life of this alien demon. Frost's Landing is ready, the green snake of Suo'er, Taoist formulas, magic treasures and utensils, everything is there. In this prison, I still accumulated some possessions, but in the past I only looked at the opportunities, and soon I was trying my best to pick up the missing items. I was so anxious that I jumped over the wall. , the Twelve Flower God Cups, plus Du Shanyin's Silverfish Immortal Book and that sword pill, the whole damn thing is in your hands, come to the ancestors of Yinguan to exchange money!

There is one great thing about the young Yin Guan that reassures Shuang Jiang, and that is that once Chen Pingan makes an agreement with someone sincerely, he will never go back on it, which is more effective than any bullshit oath.

Shuang Jiang suddenly laughed to himself, and said: "Words must be followed by deeds, and deeds must be resolute. I am a villain."

Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly, and ignored the indirect curses from the demon outside, and just said: "You know I opened a wine shop in the Great Wall of Jianqi, and the sword immortals did not drink on credit. And there were only three snow coins? This case If you don’t do business, it’s too bad.”

Shuang Jiang turned his back, furtively took out an embroidered handkerchief that looked like something from a boudoir, spread it gently on the ground, and twisted out a long-preserved and beloved thing with two fingers.

On the embroidered handkerchief, ripples trembled, and an extremely long narrow knife was twisted by Shuang Jiang. Shuang Jiang changed from twisting the handle of the knife to holding the knife with both hands, and the top of the scabbard was against the embroidered handkerchief.

It is taller than the childish-looking Outer Demon.

Shuang Jiang put away the embroidered handkerchief, stood up, stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand and pushed the knife out of its sheath for more than an inch, and the light bloomed instantly, with five colors, as gorgeous as Danxia.

The handle of the knife is wrapped with fine golden silk thread, and the narrow round handguard of the knife is exquisite. There is a string of golden ancient seal inscriptions outside the ring. The last two characters are "Zhan Kan".

After Shuang Jiang pushed the saber into its sheath, he held the saber in both hands, "How? I will use this saber to exchange the answer with the ancestor Yinguan."

Chen Ping stretched out his hand and smiled, "Yes."

Shuang Jiang handed the narrow knife to Chen Pingan without hesitation.

Chen Pingan held the knife horizontally in his knee, it was extremely heavy, he held the knife in one hand, put his fingers together in the other hand, pressed against the handle of the knife, slowly pushed the knife out of its sheath, looked intently, but quickly pushed it back, remembering the not-so-familiar "" "Zhan Kan" two characters, puzzled: "Is it the execution object of the ancient Zhanlongtai?"

Shuang Jiang squatted aside, nodded and said: "That's not true! It's just that before it was left behind, its appearance was damaged. It is estimated that the heads of many evil dragons and dragons have been chopped off, so the evil spirit is a bit heavy. Anyway, the ancestor of the hermit official is not afraid of this, I Just treat it as a treasured sword as a gift to a hero! One thing to say, this thing is not the best on the Dragon Slaying Platform. But now it is placed in Haoran Tianxia, ​​​​it is still very good for monks from the upper five realms."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Gift?"

Shuang Jiang immediately slapped himself and said, "Sell!"

Chen Ping pressed the blade with both hands, and said softly: "The answer is that I don't know, I really don't lie to you."

Frost's descent is like being struck by lightning.

Chen Ping raised the narrow knife a few inches, "I am in business, and I have always been innocent. I am ashamed of what I have received, and I will return it to you."

Two or two were speechless.

You fucking give me back the knife.

It turned out that Chen Ping'an raised the knife a little, but there was no more to say. Shuang Jiang can't snatch it away, the key is to look at the posture of the ancestor of the hermit official, his five fingers are clenched tightly, it doesn't seem like he will let go. Shuang Jiang would not even say a word of politeness, because once he was polite, the other party would definitely not be polite.

Chen Pingan threw the narrow knife to Huawai Tianmo, "It's because you left something close at the door for me."

Otherwise, he would have to go to the pavilion building naked, and he would encounter the twisting core on the way.

Shuang Jiang stood holding the knife, and asked: "Is it such a small matter? Is it worth exchanging such a good knife that you already have?"

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "A piece of Xiaoshu money. It's a good sign to open the door."

Shuang Jiang handed over the narrow knife, happily.

Chen Pingan stood up, with the saber on his left waist, and walked slowly without returning to the prison.

Shuang Jiang asked: "First enter the remote realm, and then refine the natal objects, so that you can temper your martial arts by the way. It's all planned a long time ago? So can you not be so anxious about sewing?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "Actually, I didn't think about it that much. With you by my side, I've been deliberately thinking about it before."

Shuang Jiang knelt down on both knees, fell to the ground, pounded the ground with both fists, and howled dryly, "What a crime I have committed."

Chen Pingan didn't think it was funny, but worried.

Out of the sky demon, do whatever you want, pure freedom.

A flash of sword light came in an instant, hovered not far in front of Chen Ping'an, and then swept towards the hut by the stream.

The criminal officer took the initiative to invite him to be a guest?

It was the first time for Chen Pingan to travel far away in the eighth realm of martial arts.

Shuang Jiang was beside Chen Pingan, whispering: "This sword pill that the criminal officer gave to Du Shanyin blindly is also worth a small sum of money."

Whether it is the sword ball refined by the criminal officer or the narrow knife that Chen Pingan just obtained, they are all priceless treasures of the immortal family, but the way of settlement is different in the transaction between him and Huawai Tianmo. Opportunities and treasures are everywhere in the prison, and Shuang Jiang's life in the Ascension Realm is even more valuable. Chen Pingan once heard that there is a very hidden sect of demons in Shenzhou, China. They buy and sell with people, and only take the most precious things in their hearts. It can be a certain beloved woman, or even some kind of persistence, a certain reason, For example, the person who cherishes his life the most must surrender that life in exchange.

Chen Ping floated down on the side of the grape rack, and the sword fairy judge who still did not show his true face stood in the verdant green and said: "We are leaving here, say hello to the hidden officer, those two ancestors who are incarnations of money Girl, you can choose one and keep it by your side."

Chen Pingan said: "No merit, no reward."

The criminal officer said: "Living here for a long time is boring after all. I have watched a few good shows, and I should show something. Besides, the most important thing is that they are more fond of you." They are close, and they all volunteer to serve the hermit officials, but Du Shanyin needs one of them to assist him in his future practice, otherwise you can take them away."

On the other side of the stone table, the girl making clothes and the little girl who made yarn were reluctant to leave, but they looked at the young hermit and smiled sweetly, with bright eyes shining.

Hearing this, Chen Ping'an suddenly realized, and somewhat understood why this criminal officer sword fairy who was shrouded in clouds and mists didn't want to see him for no reason.

money.

Most of the Taoist cultivators in the vast world look at every blessed place, and what they see in their eyes is immortal money. Especially those who don't know the blessed land beyond the sky, in the eyes of the exiled immortals, they are the least valuable.

Chen Pingan didn't bother to explain anything, shook his head and said, "It's better for the criminal officer to bring them with him."

The judge was even more straightforward, and with his magical powers in his sleeves, he put away the hut stream, the grape trellis flower cup, and the white jade table and stone bench, and traveled far away with his sword, followed by Du Shanyin and the yarn girl.

But the woman making clothes was left behind. She gave Chen Pingan a blessing, she was graceful and graceful.

Chen Pingan was not hypocritical, he couldn't just grab the woman and throw it to the judge, so he saluted her, then looked in the direction of the white jade table, and said softly, "Don't even leave a stool behind."

No chance to pick up junk at all.

When receiving gifts from others, it is inevitable to owe favors to others. Baobaozhai picks up the leaks, but puts his head on his belt and earns money by his ability.

The woman who made clothes with gold and fine copper coins became more and more charming when she heard the words, and said softly: "The servant girl has a low name and a long life. If the master doesn't like this name, just choose a name for the servant girl. The servant girl will only be honored." Extremely."

Chen Ping turned around, waved his hands, and said with a smile to the woman: "Friends of long life, you and I will be of the same generation in the future. To be honest, I really have a place to go, in Aquarius Continent, named Lotus Root Blessed Land, suitable for fellow Taoists I have lived in practice for a long time. It is just that after the fellow Taoist leaves the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the future, where will he go, and whether he wants to go to the blessed land of lotus roots depends on the wish of the fellow daoist."

The woman blinked her eyes and raised her hand. In the world, there were many corpses of gods and spirits scattered everywhere. Their rotten huge bodies continued to shatter into pieces, and then there were golden sand grains forming a line, and finally gathered around the woman making clothes , like a golden mountain, as big and small as Zhanlongya in Naning Mansion.

Shuangjiang reminded softly: "This golden mountain, in the Qingming Tianxia, ​​is enough to refine the golden bodies of three or four Jiangshui righteous gods and Narcissus mansion lords. After all, in the blessed land of the ancestor of the Yinguan, he is a middle-class man." Blessed land, there will only be more golden bodies and gods."

Chen Ping tried his best to hold back his laughter, but in the end he couldn't hold back. He cupped his fists and said, "Okay, I implore the long-lived Taoist friend to visit Aquarius Continent, at least as a registered enshrinement with few restraints."

The golden sand from the remains of the gods was honed by the long river of time, and finally slowly attached to the clothes of the woman who smashed the clothes, without any abnormality.

Chen Pingan deeply believed that it should be so if the wealth is not exposed. Sure enough, they are like-minded people. There is no comparison to the white-haired boy next to him who is ostentatiously ostentatious.

She asked curiously: "Master Yin Guan, aren't you going back to your hometown?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Let's talk."

She didn't ask any more questions.

It seems that she still considers herself a maidservant.

Then Chen Pingan wandered around alone, but before parting, she stretched out her finger to her forehead, took out a gold fine copper coin, and handed it to Chen Pingan.

Shuangjiang took the woman to pick up the treasure, and the two sides made a plan. At first, Shuangjiang planned to find it by herself. The guts given to her actually wanted to be divided fifty-fifty. It's just that her realm cultivation is not worth mentioning, but she is the ancestral coin of gold, fine and copper coins. Even if she is killed by herself, she will be transformed into a dharma figure, and it will be manifested in the gold, fine and copper coins that Chen Ping's pocketed. Shuang Jiang reckoned that he couldn't take it anymore when he complained, blowing the pillow wind, and with Chen Ping's temper, he liked to haggle over such trivial matters, and nine out of ten he would directly ask Chen Qingdu to chop himself to death with a sword. Shuangjiang would only discuss with her with good words, and finally talked about the four-six-six account, Shuangjiang made a small profit, but felt more tired than pestering the old deaf child for eighty years, never thought that she would be dissatisfied, and murmured , the slaves are really useless, causing the master to lose 10% of the income in vain.

Shuang Jiang almost knelt down and kowtowed to this aunt.

Chen Pingan came to the sea of ​​clouds that naturally gave birth to water and raindrops, lay down on the sea of ​​clouds, folded his hands on his abdomen, closed his eyes and meditated.

Mustard seed mind, parade the Quartet.

Finally, in the small world of the human body, Chen Ping'an came to the bank of the heart lake, and after a little heartbeat, an extra stable and abnormal arch bridge appeared.

The real body has been sleeping soundly on the cloud.

Chen Pingan's mind was standing at one end of the Longevity Bridge. As long as he crossed the bridge, walked, and reached the other end, there should be an extra Cave Mansion Realm Qi Practitioner in the world.

The little golden man riding a fire dragon came to Chen Ping'an's mind, with his arms folded around his chest, and his head raised.

The fire dragon under the seat has grown vigorously after tempering its martial arts. If the fire dragon was only the size of a slender chopstick before, now it should be the thickness of an arm, and its aura is domineering.

Chen Pingan said softly: "Don't curse people."

The little golden man sneered and said, "Aren't you scolding yourself all the time? I'm tired of scolding, so I can't stop listening."

Chen Pingan said: "When it is said that manpower will eventually be exhausted, the key point is that I have always believed in this, so there is no reason to scold me, right?"

The golden little man said: "You are afraid that you will not be able to leave, you are afraid that you will become the second Chen Qingdu, and at the same time you will not have the ability of Chen Qingdu. From my own side, there is no return at all."

Chen Pingan jumped a few times, clapped his palms, and punched a set of eight punches. Finally, he stretched out his hands and breathed out, looking at the arch bridge, "Everyone will do this, there is nothing to be ashamed of."

The little golden man was silent for a moment, and then used some curse words to express comfort.

Listening to the long-lost hometown dialect, Chen Ping'an suddenly became happy, his eyes were as clear as the stream in his hometown, and a little sad like a little fish that flicked its tail and jumped into the aquatic plants, never to see anyone again.

In the end, Chen Ping'an withdrew from Xiaotiandi, stood up from the sea of ​​clouds, and went to the prison entrance against the wind.

The matter of crossing the bridge is not an urgent matter. We will wait until the martial arts of the Sword Qi Great Wall and the Wild World are completely refined and fully integrated into the human body.

It should be that he couldn't escape from his own cave.

When the cave is opened, the small world and the big world will be connected, and the prison world will be mixed with abundant spiritual energy with strong sword intent, and it will flood into the major key qi houses.

It's just that the pain of flesh and soul may be regarded as daunting and an extremely difficult threshold of life and death by ordinary Qi practitioners in the lower five realms, but to Chen Ping'an, it's really nothing.

Chen Pingan passed by the prison this time, and the big demon Yunqing appeared again, with a smile on his face, and joked: "I used to have martial arts, but now I have refined the corpses of gods and spirits to treasure, and I have to congratulate the hidden officials again. When I enter the cave, I will return to you." I have to congratulate again, I am a little busy. Fortunately, it is not in the wild world, otherwise, just for the celebration gift, I would have to send three gifts."

Chen Ping'an stopped and said with a smile: "In the vast world, the presence of a deity from the top of the mountain in the Five Realms is the best gift."

Yun Qing looked at the narrow knife and praised, "What a good knife."

Chen Pingan put his palm against the handle of the knife and said, "It's heavy enough, it's really a good knife."

Yun Qing sighed: "It seems that there are not many opportunities to talk to Yin Guan."

Chen Ping'an said in a deep voice: "It would be a great pity to meet Senior Yun Qing in the vast world."

Yun Qing said with a smile: "It's not in the wild world. It's a pity to invite the hermit to drink fine wine. My old mountain top has a wonderful scenery."

The white-haired boy returned with a full load, and the woman lived long with him.

With her around, Jinsha is easy to get, and what needs more efforts from Shuang Jiang is the remains of those ancient great monster corpses, which are scattered and labor-intensive. The treasures of heaven and earth are more spiritual, and they will not move like the remains of gods and the bones of great demons. Even if Shuang Jiang puts all his efforts to find them, it will be very troublesome. Fortunately, that woman is worthy of being the incarnation of ancestor money, and she was very lucky in the dark, and the final harvest exceeded Shuang Jiang's expectations. After gaining experience, Shuang Jiang deliberately stayed away from her, and when she saw an opportunity, he greeted him again, and he rushed forward, conscientiously, capturing those heavenly materials and earthly treasures that scurried around like swords and flying swords.

The two parties made an appointment. Today, they just planed three feet in one direction. From now on, they will go to one place every day, and they will be able to do a rough search in at most ten days. In the next ten days, they will check for omissions and make up for the gaps.

It was the first time for the woman to enter this prison, so she was inevitably curious.

The big demon Qingqiu saw the woman beside Chen Ping'an, she was demure and beautiful, she was really good, and said, "My lord Yinguan is so beautiful, but the taste is a bit heavy, first she was a skinned woman, now it's changed to What's the matter with you, Mr. Yinguan, isn't the seven-tailed fox in the prison locked up? If I remember correctly, there are still a few other female monks, which are not enough for you food?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I'm about to die, why can't I say something nice?"

The big monster whose real body was the green loach sneered: "Only you? With that broken knife? Stretch your neck for you to cut, can you cut it?"

Chen Pingan pushed the saber out of its sheath by an inch, "Try it?"

The big demon Qingqiu instantly disappeared into the fog barrier.

Shuang Jiang laughed out loud.

The woman had a long life, and she bid farewell and left. The filth and evil spirit in the prison was too heavy, and she didn't want to continue to tour.

When he came to Yanxin, Chen Pingan waited for her to pull out a weft thread, and said, "I'll borrow your magic knife."

Lian Xin handed the magic knife in his hand to Chen Pingan.

After Chen Ping took the dharma knife, he said with a smile: "In our hometown, when delivering scissors and hatchets to others, the tip of the knife will always point towards you."

Lian Xin turned a deaf ear and asked, "Have you decided?"

Chen Pingan nodded, and first took out the cyan talisman paper that carried the text on the golden inscription and jade book. Because there were too many and heavy texts, the paper looked uneven.

First, he took out the narrow knife "Zhan Kan" that Huawai Tianmo had treasured for many years, cut the palm of his left hand, and smeared the entire talisman paper with blood, faintly with golden threads.

Then Chen Pingan spread out the talisman paper in one hand and a short knife in the other, and pierced his heart, taking a qi trainer's blood from the heart of a qi trainer as if it were true essence, and dropped drop by drop from the tip of the knife on the talisman paper, and then used the water god of Biyoufu to stab it into the heart. Miao's water refining formula, controlling blood drops, is like writing scriptures in lower case letters, stroke by stroke, correct rules, full of spirit, and finally "write" a contract settlement letter, which is concise in content, simple in meaning but precise in wording.

Especially at the time of the final signature, one grain of natal aura was stripped from each of the three souls and seven souls, and injected into the name "Chen Ping'an".

Chen Pingan handed the Dharma knife back to Nian Xin.

Lian Xin took the dharma knife, frowned and said, "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have revealed it to you."

When she saw this young hermit for the first time before, she was very puzzled why she was so entangled with the family of Jiaolong. Later, she worked hard and chatted with Huawai Tianmo, and she uncovered a shocking incident. Confidential. In Chen Ping's body, there is a deeply hidden contract. The two parties are equal, not master and servant, but the lives of both parties are at stake. The effect is similar to the contract when ordinary monks on the mountain form a fairy couple. This contract has never involved any love, and the party who wrote it can be said to take advantage of it, and there are almost no restrictions.

Chen Ping's face was pale, but he seemed to be relieved, and settled a great karmic grievance.

Not only for myself, for peace of mind, but also for my student, who can do his best in Aquarius Continent.

Shuang Jiang squatted at the side, regretting, "Patriarch Yinguan has lost a lot of money in this business. It shouldn't be so straightforward. If it were me, I would have slapped him hard."

Chen Pingan handed the talisman paper to Huawai Tianmo, and said: "That is to say, I knew it too late, otherwise I should have done it long ago. Shuangjiang, you pass it to the old deaf son. After he leaves the prison, he will send it to Fengxue Temple Wei Jin, to help send it to Aquarius Island, can only be handed over to a person named Cui Dongshan."

But Shuang Jiang laughed and said, "Let's give the twist core to the old deaf son, the two of them have just met relatives."

Chen Pingan twitched the corners of his mouth and kept his original posture.

It was known that this alien demon had already recognized the roots and feet of this talisman paper with rich blue precious light.

When Chen Pingan first obtained the "True Book of Alchemy" and these talisman papers in his early years, he had not yet practiced martial arts and had just practiced boxing, so what he saw were only some yellowed pages. However, at that time, Chen Pingan could easily You can identify the rarity of the talisman paper material. Jiaolonggou used one, Tongyezhou gave Zhong Kui another one, and today he used another one.

Shuang Jiang raised his hands, "Stop tempting me, I'll kill you anyway and I won't touch this talisman, otherwise, if you're not careful, you'll plot against me again and ruin your hundred-year practice."

When Huawai Tianmo doesn't call Yinguan Grandpa or Yinguan Patriarch, he is often speaking the truth.

Only then did Chen Pingan hand over the talisman paper to Yan Xin.

The twisting core disappeared in a flash, went to the old deaf child, and returned in a flash, she said: "Fortunately, I went early, the old deaf child is just about to leave the prison."

Ruan Xin thought about some words, but still didn't say them. Originally, I wanted to persuade Chen Pingan to hurry up about killing the demon and sewing clothes. It's just that the words came to his lips, but Tian Xin still gave up.

Chen Pingan nodded, went to the pavilion building, and sat alone with his knees hugged.

Shuang Jiang stood on the steps far away, looking at the man in the building.

Here is where the mood of the young man manifests.

So Chen Qing went to Dexing Pavilion, and even Yan Xin could go there if he wanted to, because deep down in Chen Ping's heart, he recognized Yan Xin, a person in the way of the devil, but he, the alien demon, was absolutely not allowed .

The sky is round and the place is a row of pavilions.

The foothold is the truths that Chen Pingan sincerely recognizes.

The four pavilion pillars are the four fundamental veins that Chen Pingan has gradually turned into his own use on the journey of life.

The top of the pavilion symbolizes the Great Sword Immortal that Chen Ping'an has been thinking about.

When young people look at life, the people they see are just temporary guests in a pavilion, and sooner or later they have to say goodbye to them, some say hello, and some don't say anything.

He just stayed where he was, like the pavilion, willing to do small things to protect people from the wind and rain.

The higher the realm, the more discrete it will be. Probably because of this, the young people have never had any ambitions towards proving the Tao and longevity. I'm also afraid of death, but I don't want to live forever.

Shuang Jiang shouted loudly: "Patriarch Yinguan, your beloved girl, do you know about this contract?"

Chen Pingan came back to his senses in an instant, pretending to be calm and said: "This contract is none of my business."

Shuang Jiang jumped up high, and stretched out his thumb, "Patriarch Yinguan, you are an old man who speaks honestly and confidently, especially a scholar!"