Chen Ping'an sat down again, and listened to Lu Chen and Zheng Dafeng talking nonsense over there.

"If Brother Dafeng lives in the door of the Confucian family, his Taoism is not under the two leaders of Dong and Han."

"You have to go to the door of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple to shout such words to show your sincerity. Do you dare?"

"Confucianism has many rules. Brother Dafeng, would you like to go to a high place in the Qingming world? Pindao is willing to recommend you, inside and outside Baiyujing, you can choose at will."

"My auntie in Wuzhou, her temper is too fierce and she is a little older, I may not be able to hold her down. Chaoge has long been a Taoist companion. If I remember correctly, it seems that they have all had wedding wines. Liangjingshan and Da Chaozong are now Already married, it would be inappropriate for the third party to intervene, lest Xu Jun be hurt and never recover, could it be the Yufu Dynasty of Sister Zhu Xuan?! Or the Qingshen Dynasty of the White Lotus Girl?"

After chatting and chatting, the two sides sat on a bench and began to whisper and whisper. I think the friendship between the two sides was quite good back then.

Just as Chen Pingan was about to get up, Lu Chen hurriedly took out a tin can with dense inscriptions and signed Linlanglou, changed the tea leaves for Shanzhu and Zheng Dafeng, added hot water, and said, "Try and see Kuanglushan's tin can. Cloud tea, it took Pindao hard work to steal this amount, and the price was not small. Now a tablet has been erected for Pindao at the gate of the mountain. Everyone is a cultivator. Why are they still so angry? It's just tea. Chen Ping'an, what are your plans next? If it happens, we can travel together for a journey of landscape and have a company, so it won't be too boring. "

Chen Ping'an changed the subject and asked, "Has Zhang Fenghai in Yushu City already left the Yanxia Cave of Zhenyue Palace?"

Lu Chen nodded and said: "He will participate in the debate of the three religions, and Bai Yujing will open his mouth to him, but this kid has a bad temper, and his mind is stubborn. I don't want them all together. The two senior brothers who have always treated him as a half son are both happy and angry. They can't find the whereabouts of junior brother Zhang Fenghai. , when I got to Nanhua City, there was a big commotion, I really think Pindao is vegetarian, who can't scold the street, Pindao has set up a stall in Huaihuang County for ten years!"

Because Lu Chen mentioned scolding the street, Chen Pingan asked, "Cheng Quan?"

Back then in the city, Cheng Quan and Zhao Gezhu, two old sword cultivators, admired the second shopkeeper very much. It had nothing to do with the level of swordsmanship. As young hidden officials from outsiders, they just happened to be completely crushed in the field they were best at. pressed them.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "He and Nalan burned the reeds, and now they use the Dragon Resting Stone in the center of the palace water as a sword-refinement dojo. Yes, in the future, when you go out to travel, just walk sideways in the fourteen states. As for Dong Heitan and Fatty Yan, you don't have to worry about it. Taking a step back, as long as there is a criminal officer Haosu in charge, only they will bully others. "

Chen Pingan nodded.

Lu Chen suddenly whispered: "You owe Yu Xuan the three hundred gold and copper coins. The poor man has a small amount of savings. In his life, he has never seen a friend who owes a debt. When he thinks of this, he will feel uncomfortable, so he has already helped Luobao Mountain. As for our friendship, a little money, don't mention it again!"

Chen Pingan sneered.

Lu Chen said angrily, "Okay, let me tell you the truth. In fact, it was the poor Taoist who talked with the old immortal Yu, and after a lot of lip service, he helped Luo Po Shan to get rid of this debt."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "In addition to being fond of doing things, Headmaster Lu has a great ability to do things."

Lu Chen wondered: "The old show has already told you about this?"

Chen Pingan frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Lu Chen's face was embarrassed, so he could only honestly explain the reason, "Pin Dao left Baiyujing, before coming to Haoran, Pin Dao did go to the outer galaxy, and had a good talk with Yu Xuan, and the old fairy took the initiative to mention three hundred gold and copper coins. One thing, saying that the old Xiucai sat down with him and talked about it, the Dao has a lot of benefits, he is thin-skinned, compared with gold, fine and copper coins, it is nothing at all. It was just to help the old **** with a message. He also said that the next time Lord Chen is a guest in the Middle Earth Divine Continent, even if Yu Xuan is not in the sect, he can directly borrow three or five more... five or six hundred gold essences from Jin Jinfeng. For copper coins, he has already greeted Zheng Zong and the two direct disciples of Shang Zong who are in charge of the money, and then Shanzhu Chen will have the money just by opening his mouth."

When talking about the three-five-one word, seeing that Chen Ping'an's eyes seemed to be wrong, Lu Chen instantly understood, and immediately changed his mouth, saying the number directly to five or six hundred.

This pot, poor morality and righteousness, Bo Yuntian, is willing to put a knife to his brother's side, and the poor road is just memorizing it!

Lu Chen asked tentatively: "Six avatars, limited by the rank of the talisman paper, seem to be in low realm, really don't need the help of the poor Daoist to protect the Dao?"

"No talk."

Chen Pingan got up to say goodbye and silently climbed the mountain alone.

If Lu Chen didn't talk nonsense, Luopo Shanquan Mansion would be equivalent to 300 more gold and copper coins out of thin air. If they were all refined, although the rank of a "Jingkouyue" flying sword could not be improved, the number of flying swords differentiated could be significant. Increase.

After the trip to Yuzhou, in addition to seeing His Majesty the Emperor Dali, he did not know how much gold, fine and copper coins were left in the Dali treasury.

Of course, I have to go to the Yuzhang County Logging Institute. After confirming that Lin Shouyi's father was not involved in the grievance that year, Chen Ping's kind of relief is not enough for outsiders.

On the Qingming Festival this year, Ma Kuxuan wanted to stop Yuxuan in the capital, so he could try it.

It doesn't matter whether it will involve Zhenwu Mountain or the King's Mansion of Xiyue Mountain in Aquarius Continent.

Then, in Niujiao Mountain, Chen Ping'an promised Zhang Caiqin and Hong Yangbo that he would attend the Qingxingguo viewing ceremony in the middle of the year.

As for the excavation of Dadu on Tongyezhou, Chen Ping'an has made up his mind not to ask questions, and leave it all to Cui Dongshan and Qingping Sword Sect to run in with all the forces.

Previously in the outer world, Chen Pingan confirmed one thing. The Confucian Temple is indeed going to be conferred the title of the Five Sacred Mountains of Aquarius Island, and the five mountain monarchs, including Wei Bo and Jin Qing, are about to be conferred the title of gods.

As for the three religions debate, Chen Ping'an was still hesitating, whether to participate in the audition, and if so, whether to bring Xianwei.

The top priority, of course, is to return to the Jade Pure Realm.

Afterwards, he traveled with Liu Jiuxian to the vast world. Originally, the Liu family and Pei Axiang's Leigong Temple in Ai Aizhou must visit. Now Chen Ping'an is too lazy to go to the Liu family, and the relationship is not familiar to that. Just an anonymous guest.

At the door, as soon as the mountain owner left, Xiao Mo and Xie Gou soon appeared.

Lu Chen looked at the sable-cap girl. The sable-cap girl bent her two fingers, pointed to her eyes, and gestured to the young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown to take care of that pair of thieves.

Lu Chen said in his heart: "Everything is natural to rise and fall, and the old things are not as good as the new. It's just that Miss Xie wants to steal the sky and change the day, and it's not easy to get along with this, in the eyes of the poor."

Xie Gou grinned and said, "It's up to people."

Then Xie Gou said pitifully: "Little Mo, this Taoist priest is secretly teasing me, and he just said what he said in his heart, and it's very meaty."

Zheng Dafeng immediately raised the white bowl, "I can take Daochang Lu's dog's head as a guarantee, it's something Daoist Lu can do."

Xiao Mo smiled, obviously not taking it seriously, "Mr. Zheng, don't be joking, I trust Daoist Lu."

Lu Chen gave Mr. Xiao Mo a thumbs up and drank a sip of tea to suppress his shock, "Besides, it's better to chant Buddha with a dirty mouth than to scold someone."

Xie Gou sneered and said, "You are a Taoist priest, and you still eat fast and recite Buddha?"

Lu Chen nodded, "When the poor road encounters difficulties, and the hurdles that cannot be overcome, he must always recite the blessing of the Buddha several times in his heart, Amitabha."

Xie Gou was a little puzzled. The Taoist priest in front of him was the third headmaster of Bai Yujing, Lu Chen?

Is it hard to kill? How hard is it to kill?

However, Lu Chen turned his head to look at Luopao Mountain.

There was a rickety old man on the mountain who was described by Pei Qian as "the best cook among the cooks, and the best cook among the warriors", looking at the foot of the mountain with a smile.

I don't know how far you are after you don't, and when you are drunk, you forget the way you came.

The world was silent, except for the faint sound of flipping books on the bamboo chair at the gate of the mountain.

In the bamboo house on the first floor, Chen Pingan continued to "copy books".

Dozens of people, such as Xiahou Zan and Liang Yuping, were already standing by the heart lake where Lord Chen Ping'an was. Their postures and expressions changed slowly, like water flowing. The great cultivator looked at it intently, even if the damage of each thread of the robe fits the "reason", since it is all real things that have been washed repeatedly by the long river of time, naturally there is no flaw at all. And every word they said, the words floated in the air, like a flock of birds lingering around the mountains, lingering.

Luopao Mountain and Qingping Sword Sect.

The upper sect has the lotus flower blessed land of Jiling Peak, and the lower sect has Changchun-Dongtian with Mixuefeng.

There is a mountain in the cave called Chisong, naturally because there are many ancient pines in the mountain. According to Cui Dongshan's explanation, it was because the previous owner was pure-hearted and had few desires and didn't like making noises, so he used a very clever method of "closing the mountain", so that the mountain has not yet appeared in the mountains. Of course, this ban has been lifted by Cui Dongshan. I believe that it will not be long before the ancient pine wood spirits with enlightenment will appear one after another in the mountains.

Yu Xiehui and He Gu, who originally practiced swordsmanship in this mountain, are now traveling and busy with business, saying that they can do their best to excavate Dadu.

Only Chai Wu, Bai Xuan, King Sun Chun and Cheng Chaolu were left.

Chai Wu has entered the Jade Realm, and is now the most idle one.

It is rare for Bai Xuan and the others to gather together today during their sword practice gaps.

Chai Wu was aware of the party here, so he rushed over to join in the fun.

Seeing the little girl with the jug in her hand, Bai Xuan clasped his fists and bowed, "Hey, isn't this a 'there' immortal, what kind of wind is blowing your old man, come here, Peng Bi Shenghui, the younger generation has a low realm and a poor family, no wine in a humble house, poor hospitality, and sins, Chef Cheng, what are you doing over there, hurry up and give us a few kowtows to that immortal chief to make amends..."

King Sun Chun, who was sitting on the side, glanced at Bai Xuan, who was full of sour words. It was like this every time, endlessly. Thanks to Chai Wu's good temper, she was really not used to Bai Xuan.

In fact, Bai Xuan is just unhappy in his heart and has been addicted to his mouth. To say that he is really jealous of Chai Wu.

Who is Uncle Bai who is dedicated to proving the Way and ascending? !

It's just that since Chai Wu entered the Jade Pure Realm, Bai Xuan felt that he was completely unable to be a relative with the word "genius" in his life.

After all, with Chen Li, who is known as the "Little Hidden Official", Bai Xuan didn't feel that the gap between the two sides was too big.

As a result, Chai Wu directly jumped from the three realms of Qi Practitioners in Liujinjing and arrived at Yupujing. What should Uncle Bai do?

Could it be that he was so cruel, let Lord Yinguan cut himself a few swords, and cut back from the Dongfu realm to the third realm first? The problem is that even so, his uncle Bai is just following the **** of the girl's "caomu", isn't he still the first to lose to her in terms of momentum?

Really bored, Bai Xuan took out a booklet from his sleeve, put it on the table, solemnly, rubbed his hands, and then slowly opened the hero book.

On the first page, there is Qiu Zhi, the Jiuyifeng swordsman who I just met not long ago, my good brother.

It's no wonder that Lord Yinguan always likes to travel far away, to walk around the rivers and lakes, and all his friends come like this. They can't fall from the sky, so they have to rely on fate to find them and make friends.

Bai Xuan turned his head and said, "Little cook, you also learn boxing..."

Cheng Chaolu immediately shook his head like a rattle, and said decisively: "I'll forget it, the aptitude for learning boxing is too poor, and it's not enough to watch, so I won't give it up!"

For the sake of fellow villagers, Bai Xuan continued to persuade: "Little cook, why do you have to be so arrogant as a person? It's good to shout a few times by the side."

Seeing the fat man, Bai Xuan still shook his head.

That's all, anyway, it's not less than a Cheng Chaolu, who is the same as that Lian Ranfeng Bai Shou, who has no courage and is a coward.

Especially Bai Shou, thanks to the fact that they are all surnamed Bai, and the children of the Bai family are all heroes. Next time we meet, I have to persuade him to change the surname.

The southern part of Aquarius, the northeastern border of the Yunxiao Dynasty,

A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, followed by a young female crown holding a whisk, they stopped at the foot of a mountain.

The female crown smiled and said: "Shuijing, your friend, why did you choose such a place where spiritual energy is thin to start a school?"

Dong Shuijing said: "He had such a personality when he was a child. He didn't like to be lively. He wished that no one knew him. He just liked to make money in silence."

The masters of this mountain, one in charge and one in law, went down the mountain together to welcome the distinguished guests.

On the way down the mountain, Wu Tijing jokingly said: "Nothing goes without going to the Three Treasures Hall, Master Hu, you have to take it easy, be careful to be deceived and return the money to the number of people."

Hu Feng said: "When it comes to money, Dong Shuijing is similar to you. He is not greedy and can be trusted."

Hu Feng had only one and a half friends in his life, Wu Tijing beside him counted as one, and Dong Shuijing, a fellow villager at the foot of the mountain, counted as half.

Wu Tijing raised his chin, "The Taoist nun beside Dong Shuijing looks good."

Hu Feng said: "No surprise, it is the current palace master of Lingfei Palace."

Sure enough, after the two sides met, Dong Shuijing introduced the female crown of the companion, Huang Li, the current palace owner of Lingfei Palace, with the Taoist name "Dongting".

It used to be the Lingfei View of the old Baishuang Dynasty, but the capital was smashed by the Da Li cavalry all the way south, and the kingdom was cut off, and now it has become the Yunxiao Dynasty with a slightly smaller territory.

Not long ago, the Lingfei Temple was also elevated to the palace from the Guan, but it was not within the territory of the Yunxiao Dynasty.

Or it is precisely because of the existence of this Taoist temple and her role as the protector of the country, otherwise the Yunxiao Dynasty could completely annex this small country.

It is rumored that this Jade Pure Realm female crown, is very good at Qingzhang congratulations, repairs Liujia on the road, can invite gods to the truth, use all ghosts, and drive Yin soldiers.

She opened up an ancient battlefield with a large number of Yin soldiers on the border between the two countries outside the palace. As her second dojo, it is now very powerful, and the Yunxiao Dynasty is a headache for this.

Dong Shuijing's first business partner was actually Hu Feng.

On the boundary between the old Longzhou and the new Chuzhou, Dong Shuijing was nicknamed "Dong Bancheng". Hu Feng was able to make a fortune thanks to a lot of credit.

When they met, Dong Shuijing didn't give any polite greetings, and went straight to the topic, "Hu Feng, do you still remember the amount of the principal you gave me, and our agreement on splitting the accounts at that time?"

Hu Feng nodded.

Born in poverty, he is not the kind of master who is generous and can not take money as money. Therefore, although Hu Feng was not particularly concerned about the money, he must remember the accounts clearly and was too lazy to rush it.

Two groups of people, climbing together, chatting while walking.

At that time, Hu Feng picked up eight snake gallstones of excellent quality in the Longxu River, and sold them to an old man in Li Shi and Taoye Lane on Fulu Street. Although Hu Feng was young, he was a veteran. Half points, no offense on both sides, and got two big stacks of silver notes. After that, Hu Feng only spent a small amount of money to buy a whole street of mansions in Zhoucheng, and obtained more than 30 land deeds for the delivery of yamen houses. At that time, the mansion in Zhoucheng was still an extremely low value. The price, coupled with the intention of the Dali court to "fill" the old Longzhou from several places in Hongzhou and Yunzhou, in order to encourage the rich and common people from other states to immigrate to this place, many of the policies of the Longzhou government are uniquely beneficial to the people. Hu Feng handed over the rest of the house to Dong Shuijing to take care of it, and it was considered an occupation. In addition, because he often followed his grandfather on the streets when he was young, Hu Feng collected a lot of "junk", mostly copper. Mirrors, ancient coins and other inconspicuous objects, these are all handed over to Dong Shuijing to help sell them, selling high and selling low, Hu Feng did not ask, anyway, Dong Shuijing is only doing business, it doesn't matter if he loses all, if he earns it later, both parties Dividends.

When Dong Shuijing sold these "junk goods" at a high price and converted them into snow money, Hu Feng's two immortal money accounted for almost 30% of Dong Shuijing's wealth.

Dong Shuijing said with a smile: "There are two ways now. First, we will break up the partnership, and you will take back the principal and dividends. Second, keep the principal and collect the first dividends first, and then I will send them to your door every year. Come, it's too troublesome, ten years, a Jiazi, it's okay."

Hu Feng said without hesitation: "Second, dividends can be distributed once every ten years."

Wu Tijing asked casually, "If Sect Master Hu chooses the first method, how many pieces of Gu Yu money can he get?"

Hu Feng was also a little curious, dozens? A little less. A hundred, hundreds?

Anyway, as long as there are more than 100 pieces of Gu Yu money, then Pie can easily get through the current difficulties.

Dong Shuijing reported a number with a smile.

Two thousand two hundred grain rain money.

Hu Feng mistakenly thought that he had heard it wrong.

Wu Tijing has only one feeling, is it such an easy thing to make money? Brother Dong, take me with you later?

Dong Shuijing has a square-inch object in his sleeve, which is a folding fan, "There are 200 grain rain coins in it, as for this square-inch object, it should be a congratulations to Hu Zhangmen and Wu Zhanglu for establishing a sect. There is no restriction on this fan, it opens the door when you open it, the fan has good karma, and the homophonic sound has good karma, so it is a good omen, and I hope that the cooperation between our two sides can be smooth and long-lasting."

Hu Feng was not pretentious, and just accepted the folding fan.

Wu Tijing's impression of Dong Shuijing was a little better, and he was indeed a cheerful person.

Hu Feng made a rare joke, "If I knew I could make such money, I wouldn't have spent the money to buy those state town houses."

Dong Shuijing teased: "According to the current split, you almost spent a piece of grain rain money as snow."

Speaking of this, Dong Shuijing gave a thumbs up, "As expected of the person in charge, he was full of splendor when he was young."

Dong Shuijing asked, "Hu Feng, would you like to sell those broken pieces of porcelain you picked up in Laoci Mountain?"

Hu Feng shook his head.

Then Hu Feng added with a smile, "If you talk about this first and don't mention dividends, I'll bite my teeth and sell it."

Dong Shuijing said with a smile: "It may be this way of doing business with others. I won't play with you in these vain tricks. Friendship with fellow villagers, I still need to talk about it."

Hu Feng also laughed, the friendship of fellow villagers, many people may find it funny, but Hu Feng does not. Dong Shuijing really cared, and Hu Feng also took it seriously.

Dong Shuijing said straightly: "Then we will discuss another matter. I want to buy that Cicada Cave Sky with you."

Although it has been missing for a long time, this cave has always been one of the thirty-six small caves.

Hu Feng shook his head.

As for how Dong Shuijing knew that this cave was in his hands, Hu Feng was reluctant to ask more, and he believed that Dong Shuijing was not malicious.

There are always some people who seem to be born to be trusted by others.

In fact, Hu Feng treats Dong Shuijing like this, and Dong Shuijing and Wu Tijing also treat him like Hu Feng.

Otherwise, ordinary Qi practitioners would have become suspicious long ago. As for Yamazawa Yexiu, it is estimated that he has already begun to figure out **** people.

Wu Tijing glanced at the female crown beside Dong Shuijing.

Huang Li and the young Jianxiu smiled in return.

Dong Shuijing said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry to refuse, first listen to my offer conditions. First, I offer 10,000 grain rain money to buy Chanshedongtian."

"Second, to be precise, I only bought the ownership of Chanshe Dongtian with you. Within six hundred years, I will not interfere with your right to use it. Even if you have emptied the heaven and earth treasures in the cave, I don't care. There is no problem with the remaining empty shell. After six hundred years, I will take back this cave. Of course, if you think the deadline is too short, you can talk about it again, eight hundred years."

"Thirdly, of course I don't have so much cash. Ten thousand grains of grain rain is not a small amount after all. So I will pay in three installments. The first one, three thousand grains of grain rain, can be given to you now. The second, one A hundred years later, 4,000 pieces. The third payment, after 300 years, will be paid in full. These 400 years will be regarded as my overdue payment, and the interest will be calculated separately, how about that?”

Wu Tijing was amazed, no longer taking money seriously, he was also shocked by Dong Shuijing's generosity, he couldn't help but hit Hu Feng in the ribs, Wu Tijing didn't bother to speak in his heart, and said bluntly: "Hu Feng , I think we can talk!"

Not to mention 800 years, 600 years, just relying on the cultivating qualifications of himself and Hu Feng, even if the sword immortal remains are not moved, can the sword intent still not be mastered?

Hu Feng shook his head and said, "Don't talk about that."

Dong Shuijing also didn't want to force others to be difficult, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I changed my mind one day, remember to find me first, you can always agree?"

Hu Feng nodded and said, "This is no problem."

Before the group reached the two adjacent thatched huts halfway up the mountain, Dong Shuijing stopped and said goodbye: "Go back, Palace Master Huang still has a lot of business to deal with. Hu Feng, to be honest, I have I don't see it, even people like me who are not very particular think that your sect is too shabby, and say that the wonton shop I used to be may be a bit better than yours."

Hu Feng said with a smile: "The next time you come here, it will definitely be different."

After talking about things, Dong Shuijing took a sip of water and went down the mountain with the female crown Huang Li. When she reached the foot of the mountain, she sacrificed a talisman boat and rode away in the clouds.

It can be said that it came and went in a hurry, and it was resolute.

Wu Tijing has always seldom recognized someone, "This Dong Shuijing is a kind person."

Hu Feng nodded, "My grandfather once said that shrewdness, intelligence, and wisdom are three different realms. He also said that a person born with wisdom roots is easy to be affected by the mundane world, but as long as they have wisdom roots, they can be more It's easy to "change your mind" and "turn back". When my grandfather went to Lao Cishan to find me, he saw Dong Shuijing's face at first sight, and said that he looked old at the age of three, and he would definitely be a man with money in the future. If you make a lot of money, you can keep it.”

"In fact, Dong Shuijing stopped studying for a long time, and made his fortune by opening wonton shops and selling glutinous rice wine."

"Before that, I persuaded him to stay with Mr. Qi to study, but Dong Shuijing was very determined. He said that he couldn't read Lin Shouyi anyway, so he might as well make money earlier."

Wu Tijing smiled and said, "It can be seen that the Huang Li of Lingfei Palace is very polite to Dong Shuijing."

As the direct disciple of Xianjun Cao Rong, she inherited Lingfei Palace. According to the pedigree of Taoism, she is the second disciple of Bai Yujing's three palms to teach Lu Chen.

It is possible to make such a Daoist fairy, who needs to be backed by mountains and mountains, and has realm and realm, accompany him to climb the mountain as if she is a squire.

This shows that Dong Shuijing is really developed.

The sea of ​​​​clouds is surging, and on the talisman boat, the female crown asked with a smile: "Shuijing, don't you really want to go to the Qingmiao Peak Jinxian Nunnery with me?"

Dong Shuijing shook his head and said, "I'm going to Miao Mountain."

"Creditmen are busy."

"People are busy."

In the territory of Daliyu Prefecture, by the Jingxi River, there is an incense burner that can only be regarded as an ordinary ancient temple. Although it is an ancient temple for thousands of years, it belongs to the lineage of the Law School, which is the most disciplined in Buddhism. Even on the fifteenth day of the new year, pilgrims are still not many.

This is still in recent years, when the Dali court began to build temples and promote Buddhism in various places. Presumably before this, the temples were really in a bleak situation.

But if it is in the Middle-earth Shenzhou, or the Liuxiazhou where Buddhism is prosperous, it is conceivable that this temple is known as the first mountain of the Aquarius Law School of Buddhism, and the incense is flourishing.

I remember that when I was young, I went into the mountains with Master Yao to find suitable porcelain clay.

An elderly scholar with white hair on the temples, who looks like a rare age and has a clean appearance, lived here for many days, and often asked the great monk to teach about the law, especially the "Quarter Law".

It is said that the founder of this temple, once served as the upper seat of a famous temple in China's Shenzhou, and also participated in the translation field of a Sanzang master.

Previously, Chen Ping'an reined in his mind and returned to his position. This "layman" did not want to be revealed in the temple, so he immediately performed the escape method, and found a cave in the mountains to "slough the cicada" into a paper talisman. Return to the temple, pass the mountain gate, enter the guest room, light the lamp and copy the scriptures.

At noon today, the clouds are dense, the sky will rain heavily, and the day will be as dark as night.

A scholar in a Confucian shirt with a wooden hairpin on his head, sat on a futon in the corridor, holding a string of rosary beads and gently twisting the beads.

After coming to this ancient temple for several months, the scribes were not accompanied by book boys or servants. They only brought a few salutes, clothes and books, and everything was kept simple.

There are quite a lot of books in the temple, but half of them are ruined, and there are many insects. There is a small pond in front of the Daxiong Palace, in which there are dozens of golden carp and crucian carp with brilliant scales. According to the records of the mountain records, in history, there were Xianjun Yiren who held several small dragons in the pond, all of them were more than a foot long, with four claws on the head of a snake. There were nearby pilgrims from young to ancient times. Every time they came to the temple to burn incense, they would see a few Looking at the pool, I didn't see any signs of growing old and dying. It is rumored that there were thieves from other places who had heard the wind several times, sneaked into the temple at night, captured the little dragons and put them in the water bottle, carried them away, all escaped halfway, and returned to the temple pool on their own. The water bottle was sealed. It's a pity that after a heavy rain, the little dragons all flew into the sky with the clouds and disappeared. Now, the golden carp and golden crucian carp in the water are said to have been infused with dragon energy, so they turned from blue and black to golden at first. They listened to Sanskrit for a long time. Morning bells and twilight drums, here I hear Taoism and practice, and ask to turn around.

The scholar in Rushan is a great pilgrim, a monk in the temple. I saw him speak well before, and he has a pure accent in the capital. I suspect that this person is a dignitary, and he often takes the initiative to talk and attack. Later, the scholar explained that he was not from an official family. Over time, the monks respected him. The color gradually faded, and the arrogance turned thick. There is a novice who is sure that this person is a big businessman. He often asks about many foreign countries, states and counties. He often invites scribes to climb the mountain and enjoy the scenery. Because of another cliff on the top of the mountain, white clouds often rise, and the clouds are extremely wide and condensed like a Jade fat, like the sea of ​​snow zhi, only the mountains stand. The little novice only needs to knock on the window and say the word "cloud rising", and the scribes will put on straw sandals and hold two sticks made of mangosteen roots after excavation. Surrounding the mountains, when climbing the mountain, you don't know whether the mountain rises into the clouds, or the clouds meet the mountains.

There is a clean and cold spring on the side of the temple, and the mountain monks use a long tube of green bamboo to introduce it into the kitchen room to make tea sweet. At that time, the old scribe lived here for a long time, copied scriptures every day, and carried an ancient inkstone with him. There is an imperial tablet pavilion on the back mountain, which was erected by the previous emperor for the empress dowager's blessing. There are still dozens of stone tablets next to the pavilion. Most of them are local officials praying for rain. A few acres and so on.

In the territory of Yuzhou, there are different days for hundreds of miles. Since ancient times, there has been a vision of thunder on a sunny day at noon. Moreover, the water and air are blocked by the mountains. If two soldiers meet, the battlefield will face each other. Therefore, there are many torrential rains in the ancient temples in the mountains, and the momentum is astonishing. Going to the ravine is in a hurry, often as short as a cup of tea, as long as a meal, and you can see the sun again. The natives all say that there is a hidden dragon descending into the human world, trailing its tail across this mountain.

Historically, this ancient temple has suffered many disasters and lightning strikes, and has been destroyed and rebuilt again and again.

There was a night-watching monk who witnessed a strange scene. Electric fire was intertwined, entering through the window, and shining brightly up the eaves. The sky fire burned the gold powder Buddha face of the **** statue in the house. After the fire was turned off, the Buddha statue’s face was like tears, but the pillars and windows of the hall were not damaged. There was also a Buddha statue riding a lion. .

When the current abbot and monk are stationed here in Xixi, he begins to teach the Fa in the ascended seat. Soon after that, whenever there is thunder and lightning at night, the top of a tower will bloom golden, and if the meteors are scattered.

But there are no strange visions anywhere else. The temple is full of incense for a while, and there is an endless stream of good men and women who are willing to bypass many Taoist temples and temples to worship incense here.

I never thought that this monk was a monk and a pilgrim, and explained in detail how the owl tail on the roof that he drew and repaired was able to prevent lightning strikes and skyfire, and why the spire in the temple was plated with a layer of gold and silver, And what is the material of the tower core column that goes directly to the ground, why is it called Lei Gongzhu in ancient books, and what is the purpose of building the "Dragon Cave" underground... In short, according to the old monk, there is actually no So mysterious, it has nothing to do with ghosts and auspiciousness,

After that, inside and outside the temple, whether it was a half-understood or a complete understanding, they all felt that the lightning strikes the sky again, as if it was meaningless.

Ancient and bizarre, if you can see through it, you will not be surprised. If you see through it, it will be worthless.

It's just that the old monk did this, which directly caused the incense that was getting better to be left out again.

For this reason, the monks in the temple are not without complaints, but the old monk is the abbot appointed by the Dali court.

This layman Chen, who was borrowing in the temple, also asked curiously why the great monk was so "superfluous".

The old monk's explanation is also very simple, "Buddhism should not be shown as miraculous."

If it was more straightforward and ugly, it is estimated that the sentence "bewitching people" would be directly dropped.

The layman asked curiously, "Buddhism has magical powers, isn't it a convenient method?"

The old monk said with a smile, "After all, it's just a convenient method, not the only method."

The white-haired scholar nodded and said, "Good."

"Since the lay monks also believe in Buddhism, the poor monk has a question."

"Please ask the great monk."

"Do you think Buddhism is world-weary?"

"When the Tathagata speaks of the world, it is not the world, but the world."

The layman was silent for a moment, and after giving these three sentences for courage and reassurance, "If it is limited to the world we live in, the Dharma... is naturally world-weary."

The old monk nodded lightly and left with a smile.

The rain was coming, and the scribe stood up and saluted.

An old monk stopped to pay his respects and walked into the corridor.

The old monk smiled and said, "So it turns out that layman Chen is a cultivator, and he cultivates the thunder method?"

The scribe nodded and said, "I don't dare to say that when you enter the room, you only understand a little bit of fur."

"There are many records of strange novels. Thunder and fire melt the sword without burning the scabbard. It is recorded in "Pi Ya". Yin and yang are stimulated, their light is electricity, their sound is thunder, and each sound is one breath.

The old monk smiled and said, "If Lay Chen came here for cultivation, whether it's to attract lightning or refine things, wouldn't Lay Chen have to go all the way in vain?"

After all, the temple now has only lightning protection and no lightning.

Historically, there were warrior monks in this temple who practiced supernatural powers, made vajra eyes, and went out to subdue demons and exorcise demons. For this purpose, the temple opened a special room for attracting thunder, with a hundred refined knives and swords in wooden sheaths. Whenever lightning strikes, the swords often disappear. It melts into water in the sheath, and the scabbard is still intact. In addition, there are all kinds of gold-plated and silver-inlaid lacquerware. All the gold and silver on the top are melted and flowed into many specially set utensils. This way, it melts into water and then condenses. Reforging it into a brand-new sword with the secret technique of smelting on the mountain, or smelting it and using it as a talisman "cinnabar", which can be used as a talisman, can deter ghosts and evil spirits.

The scribe shook his head and said, "I just came here to ask the abbot for Buddhist teachings."

The old monk asked, "Of the 84,000 schools of Buddhism, only the Law School is the most ascetic. Chen Jushi is not a Buddhist, why is he only interested in our Law School?"

The Vinaya can be said to be strict in precepts, and the practice of keeping the precepts is recognized as the most painful.

"It's difficult first, then easy and difficult. Besides, I don't dare to lie to the great monk. I just practice asceticism in the temple. After leaving the temple gate, there are other ways of practicing."

Hearing this, the old monk nodded and said, "I have worshipped the incense here and worshipped the Buddha, and when I left the mountain gate, it is also a practice."

The scribe asked, "Every living being has karmic obstacles, how can we teach the doctrine of karma?"

The old monk smiled and said, "As for cause and effect, the ancient sages don't have to believe it, the stubborn and foolish people won't believe it, the clever and villain can't believe it, and the middle-aged people can't believe it. It's better to believe it if you have it or not."

After the lightning and thunder in the sky, it suddenly rained heavily, like a hole in a huge lake hanging from the sky, and the water poured into the world wantonly.

The old monk sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

The scribe gently twisted the rosary beads.

The sound of the eaves is like a waterfall, and the rain curtain is like a curtain.

The water was deep and silent, and the rain did not last long.

At the beginning of the rain, the sun is warm and the wind is warm, and the green hills are dripping with rain.

The old monk opened his eyes and said with a soft smile, "The peaches and plums in the city are troubled by wind and rain."

Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly and nodded, "Spring is in Xitou shepherd's purse."

In the southern boundary of Aquarius Island, Chen Ping'an did not travel much. Except for the last time he walked a mountain and water journey with Senior Song, every time he went south, Chen Ping'an took a ferry to the Old Dragon City. He had previously promised Zhang Caiqin and Hong Yangbo of Qingxingfang that they would go to Qingxingguo to attend the crowning ceremony of the prince. The Liu clan of Qingxing Kingdom, because it is located south of Qidu, broke away from the status of a vassal state of Dali and reorganized the old mountains and rivers. The emperor Liu clan is not young now, and he is almost old. Qi Chengyu, but for some unknown reason, Emperor Liu made his youngest son as the heir of a country, and made an exception to hold an external ceremony for the young prince, which was also a kind of paving way.

The new national teacher is Hong Yangbo's old friend on the mountain, and the owner of Qingfufang, a female swordsman, Zhang Caiqin, belongs to a family that is not in Qingxing Country, but in Meiji Country, which is farther south. .

The Zhang Clan of Tiancao County in Meiji Country, in the former central and southern part of Aquarius Island, was a well-established immortal clan, but the Zhang Clan's reputation in the mountains was greater than that of the people.

An avatar of Chen Ping'an, who had previously stayed at the Xianjia Inn that Zhang opened in the capital of Qingxing Country, a Xianjia Inn, Shanshui Dibao must give priority to providing strange people and strange things about Xianfu in his country, and it is similar to Qingxing Country. Small countries often invite literary leaders to write, or to comment on the characters of Zang Fu, or to scold a few neighboring countries. It will also transcribe the chess records between the national players, and there are also love and hatred between certain fairies and so-and-so Junyan. In short, there are various kinds of content.

After Yu Xia dissipated her beauty, the full moon shook gold again.

A dumb-looking boy with a sword on his back walked alone in the moonlit night in the wilderness.

With the moonlight and unusual eyesight, the boy was flipping through a military book.

This is a scribbled battlefield site.

In the early years, the Qingxing Kingdom's court held a land and water dharma meeting, and the money allocated by the Ministry of Household was deducted layer by layer, 80,000 taels of silver, and in the end it was actually used here, probably less than 8,000 taels.

Regardless of the sky or the earth, the imperial court can’t control it if it wants to, and the monks will suffer a big loss if they manage it.

Therefore, the gods of lewd temples, mountain spirits-water monsters, ferocious ghosts, evil spirits, and evil spirits all gathered

In this radius of thousands of miles.

It seems that the Zhang Clan of Tiancao County secretly dispatched a group of Zhang Clan's children, but they returned with a lot of damage, which made this place gather more vicious people who came to hear the news.

The sword-backed boy who stepped on a pair of straw sandals walked to the foot of a lonely mountain, closed the book, put it in his sleeve, and started climbing alone along a sheep-gut path.

The world has always been wide, and the spring on earth can be seen calmly.

It's just that from this mountaintop, the surrounding heaven and earth are full of miasma and sorrowful scenes.

As far as the eye can see, the wasteland in the distance, the white fog is vast, and there are two peaks, one high and one low, which are vaguely visible.

There are two fireflies in the mountain, most of which are mansions in the mountains, brightly lit.

Going to the ground above the two hills, there is a red silk thread moving slowly. There is probably a team hurrying on the road. It is mighty, lighting torches and hanging red lanterns.

After the sword-backed boy walked into a flat stone hill on the top of the mountain, there were already travelers who stopped here early, set up a fire, a large pot, boiling water, and all kinds of water that looked like livestock viscera were tumbling in the pot.

A thin figure with his back turned to the boy was squatting on the ground, holding a spoon in his hand, tasted the soup, shook his head, picked up the bottles and jars at his feet, and poured them into it.

There was also a woman with an oil-paper umbrella on her shoulders, facing out of the cliff with no face.

The closest to the young man was a pale and colorless young man, like a weak and sickly seedling.

They were completely unaware of the arrival of the young man, and had no intention of saying hello.

Not long after, four porters came carrying a simple sedan chair, and they chanted their horns softly. On the bamboo sedan chair sat a middle-aged scribe in a crane cloak.

After getting off the sedan chair, the four strong porters stayed on the spot, their eyes blank.

The scribe was wearing a sapphire scythe around his waist, and hung various official seals and military talismans.

Scribe He Cloak caught a glimpse of the handsome young man with an unfamiliar face, so he was a little surprised, hesitated, and said hoarsely: "This little brother, is a master of art and bold, not afraid of miasma, or bad luck, Entering this place by mistake, or is it someone who is in the same path as us, rushing to the beautiful blessing of Hehuan Mountain?"

I never thought that the boy was a master with a very bad temper. Hearing that, he only said one word, "Go away."

The scribe was deflated and smiled casually, "Now the young men, one by one, are not too talented and not too short-tempered."

The salesman laughed out loud, not sure if it was alarmist, or if he had no intentions, "If it wasn't for the children of the Zhang family in Tiancao County, then you really can't think about it at such a young age. If you dare to talk to our Palace Master Bai like this, you are thinking of dying early. Early abortion?"

The scribe in Hechuang quickly waved his hand, "Don't be afraid, little brother, don't listen to this ill-mannered child's nonsense. You can't believe it. Whoever believes it will die."

The young man took out a copper coin from his sleeve, narrowed his eyes, raised the copper coin, and looked through the hole to look at the scribe in the crane cloak.

The schadenfreude was a little gloating, and he laughed and said, "Palace Master Bai, have you revealed yourself? I didn't expect this little brother to have such a skill, right?"

The scribe He Cloak smiled and said, "When you go out, travel through mountains and rivers, who hasn't ordered three-legged cat kung fu, or you won't live long."

Good words are hard to persuade to find a dead ghost.

If this young man who doesn't know his identity for the time being, thinks that businessman is a good person, he will die.

The merchant said with a smile: "Young man, since he has this method, don't look at what the ingredients are cooked in this pot, and the girl holding the umbrella, does she look good?"

The woman with her back to the crowd twisted the umbrella handle, and the oil-paper umbrella spun gently.

The boy with the sword on his back said, "They have no intention of killing me. What are you looking at? Are you provocative?"

The trader snorted, "I never thought that I was someone who knew the rules of the rivers and lakes. In this way, they are definitely not the children of the Zhang Clan in Tiancao County. They are all immortal descendants with eyes above the top."

Scholar He Cloak nodded, "I was startled, I almost thought it was a disciple of the Zhang family, or the immortal master of the genealogy of the Jinque faction. I was full and wanted to come here to help the heavens."

The man who was waiting for a pot of belly to boil, said in a low voice, "What are you afraid of? Didn't Tiancao Zhang get a dirty look here, hey, the broken-hearted person remembers the broken-hearted person."

He cloak scribe sighed and said, "In order to force the Zhang Clan of Tiancao back, Hehuan Mountain is also severely damaged. I have a friend who is a messenger in the Mountain God's Mansion.

The boy asked, "What kind of blessings are there over Hehuan Mountain?"

The scribe He Cloak laughed and said: "Good boy, it turns out that he is a fellow of the same road. As soon as I heard this, I was excited."

The boy's face was gloomy, "Be careful when you speak, or the dog will eat the bastard."

The Crane Cloak scribe obviously did not understand this half-sentence.

The businessman who traveled from south to north couldn't help laughing: "The dog eats the **** and can't find his head."

Scribe He Cloak hesitated for a moment, but still held back and did not make a move, rubbed his hands and smiled: "There are a lot of adults, the prime minister of this government can hold a boat in his stomach, so he won't get angry with you, a reckless teenager."

I don't know if the young man is an unsophisticated stunned young man or an expert who really relies on it. Anyway, his words are really unpleasant, "Just rely on you, the young master will blow the **** in your crotch with one kick, oh, You're a skeleton, no eggs."

The man squatting on the edge of the pot directly stretched out his hand to pick up a bunch of intestines from the frying pan, raised his head and put it in his mouth, turned his head, his mouth was full of oil stains, and pulled the corners of his mouth towards the scribe Hechuang, and said vaguely, "Palace Master Bai, put it on the table. I can't bear it anymore, I have to play tricks with this outsider, and see Zhenzhang under my hands. If it is Tiancao Zhang's or Jinque's spy sent here to inquire about the news, then Palace Master Bai only needs to throw the body to Hehuan Mountain. A great achievement, isn't it a betrothal gift?"

The woman holding the umbrella turned around and turned out to be a headless person.

The young man frowned slightly, cupped his hands and said, "Girl, I'm sorry, I'm unintentional."

The headless woman raised her hand, covered her mouth with a coquettish smile, and lightly shook her shoulders, probably indicating that it was okay.

The man chewed his intestines and asked, "Young man, what a great name."

"If you don't change your name, don't change your surname, call Chen Ren."

"Isn't it a little bit to get the name Young Hero, eh?"

Kill yourself.

"I feel good."

"Since it's not a genealogy cultivator, what are you doing here in a place where birds don't shit."

"make a sightseeing tour."

The man was taken aback.

The trader sat on the pole with his arms around his chest, "Since it's Yamazawa Yexiu, do you want to find a backer here?"

Crane cloak literati smiled and said, "It's not a sword cultivator but carrying a sword, is it a martial arts style?"

The young man stared at the so-called Palace Master Bai, "House Master? What kind of lewd temple in a small country dares to open the mansion on its own, not afraid of being struck by lightning? Oh, Xiao Xier has to poop, be careful! Any fart after flowering is a crotch."

Not only the crane cloak scribe, but also the others were completely stunned by the young man's words.

Walking on the rivers and lakes, this is not good, right?

The merchant said in his heart: "Everyone, take it easy, I heard a gossip not long ago that Tiancao Zhang has a female sword immortal, hidden very deeply, and only emerged a few years ago. She also has a personal squire, qualified It's amazing, I don't know the exact age, anyway, looking at the young man, he is also a sword immortal in the fifth realm. The Jinque faction, where the national teacher of the Xing Kingdom is located, joined forces, or the two sword immortals came together. The sword-carrying boy in front of him who speaks like he has eaten firecrackers, not the Zhang clan's squire."

There are very few people in the world who are not afraid of sword cultivation.

In particular, Yamazawa Yexiu and the ghosts and monsters, as long as they have touched Jianxiu, regardless of the level of the opponent, even if they are in bad luck, as long as the opponent does not hurt the killer, they can run away if they can, and hide if they can.

The scribe He Cloak was awe-inspiring and complained, "Shihu, you didn't say it earlier!"

The merchant smiled and said, "Bimao, you didn't ask earlier."

He cloak scholar asked: "Shihu, you are well informed. I just wanted to say something to you this time. I heard that one of the dowries for the daughter of the mountain **** on the Hehuan Mountain has a military book. Is the information accurate?"

The trader held out his hand, "Old rules."

Crane cloak scribe took out two snows from his sleeve to spend money and threw them to the merchant.

The trader threw the snow money straight into his mouth and chewed it on the spot. A few strands of snow-white aura escaped from the corners of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and caught it all, and patted it into his mouth again. There seemed to be some residue left. , all inhaled into the mouth, his face is full of intoxication, the man who originally seemed to be sick, his pale face turned ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bai Mao said in a deep voice, "Have enough to eat and drink, can we talk now?"

Shihu laughed heartily and said: "It is certain that there is such a military book, but it is difficult to say whether it is high or low, and there is a guess that it is a magic weapon. Bai Mao, you said that you are a dead bone in a tomb, and you did not lead soldiers to fight in your lifetime. The military commander is a pitiful idiot who was beheaded by his boss for his dereliction of duty, just a small magistrate, what is the use of this military book? Wipe your ass?"

Bai Mao closed the crane's cloak and said coldly, "Don't worry about it. Birds have their own ways, and snakes have their own ways. You and I have no grievances or enmity, just go your own way."

Shihu nodded and said, "Let's go our separate ways, and cooperate when we have the chance."

A strong wind blew past the top of the mountain, and the boy's sleeves rattled, and the long sword on his back, the hilt of the sword exposed from the sheath swayed slightly, making a small sound.

The young man hurriedly moved to the side and stood against the wind.

The woman holding the umbrella raised her arms to support her forehead.

You said that you are a pure warrior with only four realms, what are you doing here on the top of the mountain?

Come, come, see the scenery, just go.

These suspicious people, busy attending the wedding banquet in Hehuan Mountain, mistakenly think that you are a stubborn stubble, and most likely will not stop you from going down the mountain.

What's more, Bai Mao just deliberately opened his mouth to provoke you, and then pretended to be jealous of you and didn't want to take action. In fact, he was blocking disaster for you.

Still ignorant of the stakes, the sword-carrying youth still said to himself, "That day, the children of the Zhang clan in Cao County, and the immortal master of the Jinque faction, are all amazing? tell me the story."

Probably because he sent two snows to spend money, Palace Master Bai was in a bad mood and sneered: "The two clansmen and direct descendants are all unattainable figures in the sky, you are a crappy fake sword cultivator, Don't be embarrassed here, get out of here, go slow, the palace master will make you a porter..."

At the same time, Bai Mao said in his heart: "Chen Ren, get out of here quickly."

Seeing the suspicious look on the young man's face, the scribe in Hechuang immediately said in a hurry, "Young man, this guy and the man with the pot are in the same group. Do you really think the water boiled in the pot is the internal organs of livestock? Hurry up. Go! You idiot, do you really think that people are better than ghosts in this lawless ghost world? Those two snows cost money... Well, you can't escape, pay me back in the next life. As long as they join forces, I am doomed If you can't fight it, there's no reason to take your life for a fool like you."

The guy stood up and said, "Chen Ren, although before tonight, we have never been masked, but as a senior in Jianghu, I am going to tell you something heartfelt."

He Cloak Scribe sighed, hesitated again and again, but still didn't plan to shoot.

This is the mantra of the stone pot. He said that he would dig his heart out.

The young man with the sword on his back simply stretched his hand around, took off the hilt that was glued to the scabbard with peach glue, put it into his sleeve, and said with a smile, "Your name is Dendrobium? Be careful, don't kill yourself, I am an immortal. Swordsmanship!"

As a result, the boy was carrying an empty scabbard.

That headless female ghost sighed faintly, and she was so arrogant when she was about to die, then I won't save this young man. If I save this time, it depends on the young man's behavior that doesn't shed tears without seeing the coffin. How long can a world that eats ghosts live? It's just that she was inevitably puzzled, how did she come all the way to this hinterland?

For some reason, the man's face changed dramatically, and just as he was about to speak, a strange phenomenon appeared outside the mountain, and the treasures were shining brightly.

In a blink of an eye, they came to the top of the mountain from a dozen miles away, and saw the pair of young girls, a pair of beautiful people, the former carrying a sword, holding a whip, riding a snow-white horse, and the latter riding a luan.

A handsome young man with a sword and a pearl robe, chasing the wind with a purple whip.

Behind them was a burly man with a naked upper body and bright red tattoos all over his body. Flying through the air, galloping with lightning speed, followed by the two people in front.

The three fell to the ground, and the white horse and Qingluan each turned into a talisman, which was twisted by the boy and girl at their fingertips, and then put into their arms.

Just relying on this "family property", the scribe He Cloak was envious and coveted, but he did not forget to stagger his figure, and tried his best to stay away from these Qi cultivators.

The girl's eyes were sharp and she said, "How do you say it?"

The brawny man glanced at the scribe in the crane cloak, "A ghost with a career and no sins, after his death, he was obsessed with obsessions and set up a prostitution temple, but he couldn't become a heroic spirit in one place."

Turning his eyes to the boy with the sword on his back, "A living person seems to be a warrior."

Looking at the woman holding the umbrella again, "Headless ghost, at noon on the autumnal equinox, died of an executioner who was full of yang energy."

Finally, he looked at the frying pan and the man, "Qi practitioners, like cannibals, do a lot of evil, and are not as good as those ghosts in the mountains."

The young man sneered: "Then cut it."

The sword light flashed, and a human head rolled down, just fell into the oil pan, and a head thumped up and down in the boiling water.

The girl's face was full of disgust, and a dazzling golden light burst out from her sleeves, shattering the frying pan and her head.

Accompanied by a ring of bells, the golden light swirled and returned to the girl's sleeve, carrying a long-lasting golden firefly in the air.

The strong man looked at the sick man again, "He's a traitor, he's all the way, and he's still a monster who has been refined into a human form."

The girl looked bright and asked, "But the remnants of the wild?"

The strong man shook his head and said, "The native demon clan."

The girl looked a little regretful, and there was no merit in the battle.

The young man smiled and said, "Behead again."

The merchant picked up the cargo load with one foot, smashed it at the boy, and jumped out of the cliff again, but was still stabbed in the back vest by an arc of sword light, the sword light rose again, and cut off his head.

A slap the size of a strong man's fan swung out, and casually beat the peddler into powder.

The young man sneered, "I want to hide the tricks of the worms."

The girl took off a string of golden bells around her waist and shook it gently, and a wisp of black smoke from the cliff slammed into the air, turning into hundreds of sheets of white paper. Yu Qi Luan Yu Ying Qiao Huai smashed the white paper into pieces, and the strong man opened his mouth again and took a breath, then condensed the scattered demon blood into a bead, and swallowed it together with the demon pill in his belly.

For a while there was only the sound of the wind on the top of the mountain.

The umbrella girl ghost also stood up, hesitated for a while, she still chose to stand beside the sword-backed boy.

He cloak scribe swallowed, since the other party didn't drive people down the mountain, he planned to ask for mercy.

This girl's film is obviously a direct immortal master from Jinque Xianfu, so it is qualified to have a "Zhu Bing" **** general as a squire.

As for the young man, let alone, he is clearly a Sword Immortal!

This is the second time in this life that Palace Master Bai has seen Sword Immortal.

It was still the ignorant young man with a sword on his back, who was the first to speak to break the silence, put his hands behind his back, looked at the young man who looked like his peers, nodded his head, with a look of admiration from seniors looking at juniors, and said solemnly: " I never thought that I could meet a fellow man in such a ghost place."

He cloak scribe standing at the back, was completely stunned by this young man named Chen Ren. You kid is really shameless, don't shake your hands when you have the ability to talk big.

Fortunately, the young Jianxian didn't pay any attention to this brainless person.

The girl asked softly, "When did Sister Zhang come? Are you meeting us at Hehuan Mountain? With a few of us, can we go all the way from the foot of the mountain to the two mountain mansions?"

The boy frowned and said, "My master may not come, so this outing experience must be conceited."

The girl's face seemed to be lost, but in fact she was secretly overjoyed.

Inside and outside of a high mountain, black clouds connect with birds, and the green walls carry the sound of apes.

The umbrella girl "looked" at the pair of teenagers and girls with high identities, but the world seemed to like them, and they were low on the ground.

She likes him, he likes her, but she doesn't know which one she likes.

Crane cloak scribes complained endlessly, it turned out to be a wave of unresolved waves.

There are only three cross-jianglong dragons that can't be provoked from the top of the mountain. How come even the local snakes from Hehuan Mountain have come? Is it possible that they will meet on a narrow road and come to a fight?

The sword-carrying boy was still saying some shameless words over there, "Palace Master Bai, just have a hundred hearts. With me here, the sky won't fall."

Crane cloak scribe smiled bitterly: "Then I thank you."

The sword-backed boy nodded and said, "I have always had a good relationship with the surnamed Bai. Since they are my own brothers, there is no need to be polite."