Chapter 1220 Brilliant

Regardless of whether Chen Pingan really knew or pretended to know, Ma Kuxuan was indeed deceived. Taking advantage of the moment when Ma Kuxuan's mind was slightly stagnant and he was stunned for a moment, Chen Pingan felt like he had been amnesty. The caged bird escaped and quickly moved back. Taking a step back, ripples formed in waves, and a portal opened out of thin air behind him. Chen Ping'an's figure sank into a secret realm of mountains and rivers that was compared to a cocoon, and left the illusory world of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

The dazzling bright red color suddenly disappeared from his field of vision. Ma Kuxuan couldn't see clearly, but he didn't look anxious at all. However, Zhou Mi saw the way at a glance and explained: "The method of moving mountains is to make the mountains move." Come to my magical power, his move was just a deliberate cover-up. In short, on his own territory, he can switch to the secret location at any time, which is more straightforward and more precise than shrinking thousands of miles of earth into a small space. Hidden. In ordinary battles with the same situation, you will be in an invincible position."

Ma Kuxuan said: "Time is limited, stop talking nonsense and lead me to catch up."

Zhou Mi nodded with a smile, and patted himself on the head, and three flowers gathered at the top, transforming into a golden crown that seemed to be made up of Bai Yujing, Xianhancheng, Tuoyue Mountain and other places. Xuan converged his figure to the size of a mustard seed, turned into a rainbow light, and swept into the Taoist crown, like an ancient **** sitting in the center of the heaven. Zhou Mi took a closer look and followed the clues left by Chen Ping'an's Dao Qi. He strode forward and opened a door with both hands. He ducked in and came to a bustling market with small bridges and flowing water. There was a sauce garden nearby. , as long as the ordinary people on the street are close to Zhou Mi, they will melt away and turn into nothingness.

Zhou Mi waved his sleeves, and a majestic air swept out. The "upper half" of all the pedestrians, buildings, and hills in this world were cut off. Zhou Mi stamped his feet again, and the "lower half" of the human world was like a fish turning over. The back was collapsed and dented everywhere, and it was reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye. Everything turned into dust and scattered between the sky and the earth. In the far distance, a grain of light flashed away. Zhou Mi smiled, found it, and sat on the golden Ma Kuxuan in the Taoist crown made a sword gesture with his hand, and a sword light flew through the air like a dragon and swept across the "top of the mountain". The trajectory of the sword light seemed to be winding, but in fact it coincided with a river flowing through time, which is equivalent to It goes straight down the river, so this is the straightest and shortest way.

A ray of sword light was thousands of miles away, hitting the glorious figure that could not dodge. The latter used his fists to fight the sword energy, stubbornly resisting, attacking and defending, and a splash of water sprayed out on the spot.

Ma Kuxuan obviously heard the guy curse, and like a bereaved dog, he scurried into another place to hide, and continued to avoid his sharp edge, first delaying time, and then looking for ways to defeat the enemy.

Zhou Mi said: "The other party has probably determined that I am not Zhou Mi's real body."

If Zhou Mi really used Ma Kuxuan as a human ferry connecting heaven and earth to plot against Chen Ping'an, he wouldn't have spent so much time on it, and it would have been completed on the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Ma Kuxuan said angrily: "I thought your last words were words that only you could say, which would make him more convinced that you are your true form. Didn't you think that it would actually make him suspicious?"

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "You are superfluous. I warned you at that time to give up when you see good things. You should have faked it all the way to the end, and it was completely true. It's like a delicate landscape painting, but you have to capture a freehand flower. , anyone who sees it will feel inappropriate."

As he spoke, Zhou Mi had already taken a step forward. This time, he directly broke through the barrier between the two illusory worlds with his body. He crossed the boundary and changed the ground. A gorgeous scene like the shattering of glass appeared around him.

The heavy rain was pouring, and there was an escape convoy. On the muddy road, boxes were scattered on both sides, which may have rolled down by themselves or were pushed down by the driver's servants. Many opened boxes, and books fell out. These were inherited in an orderly manner and had many seals. Rare books have survived fires and insect infestations, but they cannot escape the war. In this war-torn world, the only thing worth less than antiques is probably books. They are heavy and cannot be exchanged for money. If you don't throw them away, you will lose nothing.

Zhou Mi, who had a golden crown on his head, squatted down and picked up a soft book stained with yellow mud. Ma Kuxuan urged him to quickly find out Chen Ping'an's whereabouts. Zhou Mi asked him not to rush, quickly opened the pages of the book, stretched out his fingers and touched a Press the word "Chen" for a moment, and then find the other words "peace" on another page. Then he shakes his wrist gently, and a rare book that is said to be worth one or two gold per page is shaken off, leaving only three gold pieces. Words, hanging in mid-air.

Zhou Mi then lightly stamped his feet, using a method similar to summoning gods and commanding the land.

The three golden words were shaky and dim, and eventually turned into ashes without any light. They fell into the mud with the rain, but Chen Ping'an was still nowhere to be seen.

Ma Kuxuan laughed heartily and said, "Is it because you don't have enough heat, or is this guy Chen Pingan's golden body too calm to hold his breath?"

Zhou Mi smiled, then picked up a few more books on the ground, and reconstructed the name "Chen Ping'an" from the black and white words in the books.

Then he quickly found the word "Luo" and "山" from the page of the book, and then took the hidden word from "神音" and the official word from "Huanyou" respectively.

To avoid making a fool of himself again, Zhou Mi simply spelled out "Sword Qi Great Wall", "Li Zhu Cave Sky" and "Mud Bottle Alley" together.

As a result, two treasure urns filled with divine light were hung in front of Zhou Mi, with the words "Chen Pingan of Luolu Mountain" and "Hidden Official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi" written respectively.

In addition, each of the talismans still has a line of narration and footnotes in small characters: Mud Bottle Alley, Lizhu Cave Sky.

Zhou Mi said: "It will definitely succeed."

Ma Kuxuan understood it in his heart, waited for Zhou Mi's lips to move slightly, and issued another order. Ma Kuxuan, who was waiting for the opportunity, took the lead and punched out, still using Cao Ci's punching method and strength.

The fist power was much higher than that of Cao Ci in the Qingbai fight in the Chinese Confucian Temple. It was obvious that neither Cao Ci nor Chen Pingan had a tacit understanding at that time and neither of them used their full strength.

Chen Ping'an, who was forcibly recruited, did not know what methods Ma Kuxuan would use and could not prescribe the right medicine, so it was difficult for him to retaliate. He could only try to defend himself. Apart from a bright red robe on his body, there were tens of thousands of people floating around. The various colored talismans are layered one after another, like dozens of long rivers of talismans, entangled into a ball, protecting the true body in the center of the circle. Unfortunately, despite many methods, Ma Kuxuan's punch still smashed the Fulu River into pieces. The light was distorted and the scene was chaotic. However, Chen Pingan just glanced at Zhou Mi, raised his arms in front of him, and then his body Like a stone, it hit **** a piece of stretched cotton curtain, pulling the cloth toward the center of the stone and gathering it. The world, mountains, rivers, people and buildings were all accumulated in the folds of the cloth.

Ma Kuxuan raised his hand, and countless golden bolts of lightning struck crazily at the center of the bottom of the pit.

Zhou Mi issued another divine decree to forcibly recall Chen Ping'an, the "landlord" of Fangtiandi.

A purple sword light swept out from the center of Zhou Mi's eyebrows and pierced Chen Ping'an's head, so close that he could not avoid it.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to turn his head slightly, and the slender sword light cut a deep wound on his face with bones visible.

In this fight, Ma Kuxuan had the upper hand, and with careful cooperation, Chen Ping'an, the host, was unable to fight back.

When the spiritual light of the imperial talisman was exhausted, Chen Ping'an finally regained his freedom and escaped into the boundless void. However, Zhou Mi followed him like a shadow again. He changed the territory and revealed a Dharma form. He stepped on the earth and trampled a mountain under his feet into powder. He lowered his head and arched his back, and stretched out the curtain of the sky with his back. The Dharma minister was wearing golden armor and turned into a ten-thousand-foot-long **** holding a thunder whip. He hit the ground with a whip, rolled the tip of the whip a few more times, whipped the ground several times, and in the blink of an eye, a building was destroyed. The capital city with millions of residents was reduced to dilapidated ruins and became the battlefield site of the immortal family's battle.

A subtle sword light spread along the lightning whip.

Ma Kuxuan cut it off with just a flick of his finger. The sword light of a swordsman was so vulnerable.

The situation is out of his control. Chen Pingan must change the battlefield again with sword escape, using different geographical locations to exchange for the passage of time and try to delay as much time as possible.

Countless uncivilized creatures on the earth looked up blankly at the fire that broke through the sky, making this place look like day in the middle of the night, as if a natural disaster was coming.

A huge swamp in a barbarian land was directly filled up by a star falling from the sky.

The huge momentum caused the entire small world to be shattered. The cracks of the sky and the earth's axis were heard one after another. The illusion was like a piece of porcelain that was about to be broken but not broken.

Chen Ping'an has already left this place and fled to a secret landscape. It's like someone leaving the side door of a house, taking a detour and walking in from the main entrance to kill him.

Unexpectedly, a small bronze bell appeared on the horizon, and then a giant hand as white as jade appeared. Just a slight shake, and a loud bang shook the whole sky to pieces.

The owner of the giant hand, Zhou Mi, reminded him from the bottom of his heart: "It's been half a stick of incense."

Ma Kuxuan grinned and said, "As far as I know, this guy always fights with people through force. He doesn't know how to run away."

Having the upper hand, but still unable to severely injure Chen Ping'an, unable to turn the advantage into a victory, it is like having a pile of banknotes in your pocket that cannot be cashed, which is not beautiful after all.

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "Before, he had not yet mastered sword making, so there was no point in running away. He might as well fight hard. Now that he knows he is invincible, anyone else would choose to retreat."

Ma Kuxuan clasped the back of his head with both hands and sat in this messy dojo. "I have been running around for so long. I don't know how far he has solved the puzzle."

Zhou Mi said: "Stop delaying, otherwise things will change."

Ma Kuxuan smiled lazily and said, "You are an outsider in this game."

For Ma Kuxuan, his leisurely pursuit and Chen Ping'an's frustrated escape were like the hide-and-seek game often played among children.

Ma Kuxuan said regretfully: "I was so frightened that I didn't take the bait."

Zhou Mi said: "You deliberately let him choose the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which is a good move. He will naturally think of 'me' and the boss Sword Immortal. There is no need for you to make more calculations and foreshadowing, but while he is still kept in the dark , if you didn't make him think of the word 'Chen Qingdu' in his mind, it would be a bad move."

Ma Kuxuan said: "It's a pity. It's my fault that I failed to invite the complete third god."

Zhou Mi smiled and said: "I have said it a long time ago. After all, this person is a scholar. He insists on being alone in a dark room and not betraying his heart. Therefore, even in his mind, it is impossible to call Chen Qing by his first name."

Ma Kuxuan curled his lips and disagreed.

Zhou Mi said: "It is better to choose Chen Qingdu than to choose left and right."

Ma Kuxuan said with a nonchalant look on his face: "The scene needs to be big, so if you have to choose, of course I should choose the one with the best swordsmanship."

Even if Chen Qingdu has half of his Taoist skills and 50% off his sword skills, the power won't be too weak, right?

Zhou Mi smiled and shook his head, looking helpless.

It turned out that in Ma Kuxuan's heart-centered world, there were three incense tables placed at the same time, but there was only one incense burner with incense and smoke curling up to worship three people.

In addition to Wenhai Zhoumi and Cao Ci in white, there is also an old man with a sword, who is the boss swordsman of the Sword Qi Great Wall, Chen Qingdu.

But compared to the first two, Chen Qingdu's face is relatively blurry, and his figure is ethereal and uncertain.

Ma Kuxuan's visualization is similar to some kind of mysterious and mysterious "refining and casting", which can erect a "faceless" statue of clay and wood sculptures on the altar.

Of course, there is a limit to the height of their golden bodies, which is of course linked to Ma Kuxuan's realm. Qi practitioners stop at the ascension stage, and martial artists stop at the ascension stage.

Otherwise, since the daring Ma Kuxuan dared to visualize even Wenhai Zhoumi, why not just move out the founder of the three religions and enshrine him on the altar?

The same canonization of landscape gods, the Confucian Temple of Zhongtu, the Song Dynasty of Dali, and a small country belonging to the Aquarius Continent. Although the three canonizations are all reasonable and legal orthodoxy, their ranks are quite different. Chen Pingan's imagination and thoughts related to someone are equivalent to "opening the face" of the statue and being responsible for adding gold and color to make the statue lifelike and more real.

Ma Kuxuan carefully prepared three "god statues" for Chen Pingan waiting for the latter to go.

The thoroughness of Taoism, Cao Ci of martial arts, and Chen Qingdu of swordsmanship.

It just so happened that these three people had all appeared on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

In a secret world where a civil servant was setting up a table by the river to pray for rain, and people were parading through the streets to burn the Paper Dragon King. Chen Pingan held a sword in one hand and stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood flowing from his ears to his temples.

He has been beaten, and his injuries are not serious. Fortunately, his true body, soul and the foundation of his path have not been injured.

If Zhou Mi's present world is a puzzle for which Ma Kuxuan has already given clues, then the answer is indeed visualization.

Assuming that what Ma Kuxuan said is true and he did not accept Zhou Mi's invitation to ascend to heaven, then of course Chen Pingan is closer to the truth than Ma Kuxuan, whether it is Zhou Mi's cultivation level or Cao Ci's real boxing skills.

In other words, Ma Kuxuan's seemingly... cheating magical power has natural limitations. He cannot imagine it out of thin air, but Chen Pingan has to imagine it.

Just like a fishing trip that is sure to make a profit, Ma Kuxuan visualized Wen Hai Zhou Mi, holding a fishing rod, and the fish he caught was a certain "person's name" that Chen Pingan was thinking about.

As long as Chen Pingan bites the hook and thinks of someone, Ma Kuxuan will take the opportunity to lift the rod and put it into the fish basket, becoming "real". And this person is Ma Kuxuan's catch.

He has become Chen Pingan's current imaginary enemy.

For example, Cao Ci.

Because Chen Pingan's thoughts and thoughts are like a surging river, and all the people Chen Pingan knows are fish in the water.

No, besides Cao Ci, there is also Zhou Mi!

Chen Ping'an suddenly realized at this moment, when did Ma Kuxuan, a stubborn man, become so smart? ! That Zhou Mi who first appeared at the top of the city was clearly a hint to Chen Ping'an.

Therefore, Zhou Mi was just a show at the beginning, just to scare people, and his methods were probably not very clever at that time. But after Ma Kuxuan used the magical power of visualization at a certain moment, Chen Pingan was always wary of the face-to-face Zhou Mi, and was actually given the true meaning by Chen Pingan. Therefore, it was not until that moment that Zhou Mi truly changed from a fake Zhou Mi to a fake Zhou Mi. A first-class authentic work. Just like a person who was dead in name only, he finally came back to life.

In a sense, this is Chen Pingan asking for trouble. Because whatever you fear in your heart will come true.

Ma Kuxuan quietly tricked Chen Pingan once, just like a canonization ceremony of a landscape god. Ma Kuxuan was responsible for the "name and peace", and Chen Pingan, who had mastered the Tao, was responsible for the actual peace. Finally, a story emerged An orthodox apotheosis.

Lay people need to burn incense when entering the temple to worship gods, usually three sticks of incense are lit.

Presumably Ma Kuxuan's way of asking gods to come down to the truth is also a similar etiquette.

It'd better be so.

What if Ma Kuxuan lit nine incense sticks or something... Chen Pingan would have to endure it for such a long time.

I don't dare to stay here for a long time. I don't know what kind of tricks Na Zhoumi used. He is simply haunted. Chen Pingan didn't wait for the opponent to catch up with him. He managed to take a breath of pure energy and immediately changed the venue. Sure enough, as soon as Chen Pingan walked away, a heavy rain fell in this area, with raindrops the size of soybeans. Every raindrop They are all formed by the condensed sword energy, stabbing the mountains and rivers of the earth into a dense sieve filled with countless holes.

Ma Kuxuan clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "Chen Qingdu's swordsmanship is only half of the Taoist skills. Is it so exaggerated?"

Zhou Mi smiled and asked, "Finally regret it?"

Ma Kuxuan sneered and said: "What regrets are there? In my life, I like mute eating Coptis chinensis most. Don't waste it. With half of Chen Qingdu's sword skills, you can use it for real."

Zhou Mi smiled slightly, held a sword in his hand, and slashed several Chen Pingan's hearts to heaven and earth with one sword.

In order to block this sword light, a Night Sword with Immortal Weapon Rank was cut off on the spot.

A bright red robe that was also an immortal was torn apart by the unstoppable sword energy.

Standing in a vast realm of Taixu, Chen Ping'an returned the two broken swords to the long sword behind him. Although the robe on his body was seriously damaged, it was still able to close on its own.

Even if his body is almost cut open by a sword, a Qi practitioner in the Immortal Realm can recover as before after being cut off. However, he has to seriously damage his Taoist practice, fearing that his soul will be damaged.

Zhou Mi raised his sword and let the light of the sword fall into the blue sky.

A golden arch bridge was chopped into pieces on the spot.

Chen Pingan's defensive swordsmanship seems to have been secretly learned from the ranger Xu Ruo?

The entire Taixu realm echoed with the violent sound caused by the sword energy.

Chen Pingan stood on the fragmented capital of a golden arch bridge and asked: "What is the price you have to pay?"

Setting up altars on the mountain and asking gods to come down require certain rules to be followed. Although qi practitioners use various methods and choose shortcuts to minimize their own losses, the price that qi practitioners should pay will never fail.

Zhou Mi didn't even bother to remind him in his heart, and directly said: "Why don't you kill him and you can reminisce about the past?"

Ma Kuxuan and Chen Ping'an were like two village children playing house, arranging their troops and facing each other on the mud. One said I had a hundred thousand soldiers and horses, and the other said I had magic soldiers and generals.

You come and I go, as long as you dare to think. Of course it was just a quarrel.

But just like if one of the kids cheats, his dream can come true, but the other one can only dream about it.

Chen Ping'an and Zhou Mi each had their own questions, but Ma Kuxuan answered the question incorrectly, "You actually guessed that you were in a certain situation and that I was the guest. But you only thought about it three times, but I didn't predict it, so it didn't work every time. , if you are suppressed by the thought of doing nothing, then you simply don’t even dare to think about it anymore.”

Zhou Mi sighed and said with a regretful expression: "Why bother giving out the answer to the riddle on your own initiative? There will be so many details that you will fail in your efforts. Ma Kuxuan, Ma Kuxuan, what on earth are you thinking?"

Chen Pingan's face was expressionless.

In an instant, the three altars and statues in Ma Kuxuan's heart-centered world collapsed, just like the final destination of the statues in the Immortal Tomb in their hometown, where dust returned to dust and dust returned to earth.

Zhou Mi was slightly startled, then thought of the reason in an instant, laughed loudly, and before dissipating, he sincerely praised: "Chen Ping'an, good method, as you said before, you won't deceive me sincerely."

It turned out that Chen Pingan used another method of killing himself with a sword, killing Zhou Mi, Cao Ci and Chen Qing all together in his own state of mind.

Ma Kuxuan tiptoed and stepped on the pillars of a golden arch bridge. He squatted and asked with a smile: "You paid such a high price just to play with me until now. What are you doing?"

Chen Ping'an bent his knees and sat cross-legged on the broken pieces of the arch bridge, and said: "Prove it with facts. I was just playing with you in the previous fights."

Ma Kuxuan asked doubtfully: "Seriously?"

Chen Ping'an sneered: "Why should I lie to a fool?"

Ma Kuxuan tilted his head and stared at his peer.

This time, Chen Ping'an was injured so seriously and the price he paid was so high. Even the long sword was broken. These are not fake.

Ma Kuxuan asked: "Did you really understand Zhou Mi's words from beginning to end? Can you even guess who the three people I asked the gods to be? Are you really able to count the last person, who is Chen Qingdu?" ?”

Chen Ping'an sneered, "Are you still thinking about 'Chen Qingdu'? Come on, give it a try. Let's see if the boss swordsman you invited delivers the sword faster, or if I kill him faster and remember it faster?"

Ma Kuxuan asked curiously: "Could it be that you used the trick of reversing the flow of time, right?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I thought about trying it once or twice, but I don't have the ability for the time being. I can't drag you down. What's more, this method will consume time and is irreversible. It is no less expensive than now."

Ma Kuxuan nodded and said: "This is reasonable. Otherwise, it would be too unreasonable. Wouldn't it be that the Ascension Realm, which is a level higher than yours, is being teased and applauded by you?"

Ma Kuxuan stood up and said, "If I win, everything will be fine with you. But if I lose accidentally, you have to promise me something."

Chen Ping'an said: "Let's talk about it first, and then we'll have to say whether we agree or not."

Ma Kuxuan said: "Over at the Ma family's mansion, if you think you deserve to die, you can give them a happy life. If you deserve to live, live. And stop editing memories and manipulating people's hearts."

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Ma Kuxuan smiled and said, "Then I'll take it as your acquiescence."

The next moment, Ma Kuxuan's figure suddenly became as big as immeasurable. He directly grasped an ancient star in the palm of his hand and smashed it towards Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an tried it, and he was also so powerful. With a wave of his sleeve, he smashed a bright galaxy towards the Dharma form of Ma Kuxuan.

In this dual realm where Chen Ping'an is the bird in the flying sword cage and Ma Kuxuan's visualization is present, both sides show off their magical powers, and the power of each method is unbelievable.

Countless battlefields that were originally filled with stars were turned into large blank ruins by both sides.

Fortunately, they are all false appearances, otherwise the great monks of the Yin Yang Family and the Five Elements Family, plus the Qi Practitioner of the Human Qintian Supervisor, would probably go crazy.

However, it is false to the outside world, but it is extremely real to both sides on the battlefield. It cannot be taken lightly. If you are not careful, it will hurt your body and Taoist mind.

Time passes slowly, I don’t know how long it has been.

Ma Kuxuan suddenly invited a statue of Chen Qingdu.

Chen Ping'an almost instinctively handed out a sword with all his strength.

Then he chopped the horse Kuxuan into nothingness along with the illusion.

Ma Kuxuan's figure was sitting upright in Taixu. His figure turned into countless golden lights, and a little light appeared on the sky. The golden light carrying the soul could have followed the light and left this cage. Unexpectedly, the golden light stopped for a moment, as if looking back at Chen Ping'an, who had been their old enemy for many years. Then the golden light shook on its own, completely shattering the soul. He refused to have another afterlife and would never accept this. Chen Ping'an's good intention to "defeat" his body caused a golden torrential rain in the caged bird.

He even seemed to deliberately not look at the sight of the sun again in the Mafu Ancestral Hall, and everyone woke up from a big dream. It seemed like he just trusted Chen Ping'an's verbal promise.

The Ma couple only had half a "sweet dream". First, their son Ma Kuxuan stopped Chen Ping'an. They were able to successfully become a pair of landscape gods protected by Fengdu, and the family blossomed... But the second half failed. It was a veritable nightmare. When he was satisfied, he was suddenly detained and tried in the Chenghuang Temple. The sentence was harsh. He was reincarnated more than 20 times and was not allowed to have a human body. He finally regained his human body and got married again, but he suffered a lot in that life. , died an untimely death.

The rest of the Ma family had also woken up. After looking at each other in disbelief, they began to regard each other as enemies.

A powerful family with deep roots in Yuxuan Kingdom was divided over this. They either committed crimes or fought to separate the family.

Chen Pingan stood outside the gate of the Ma family. It was still the Qingming Festival, but the rain had stopped.

Wearing a green shirt and long coat, with an umbrella under his arm, he walked slowly towards another place.

——

In Changning County, the capital city, Taoist priest Wu Di, who worked as a fortune teller, even stayed in the house he rented later.

Chen Ping'an had just passed by the Yamen Shrine when he heard a familiar voice and came to the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall in a daze.

On top of the city, stood the ceremonial saint.

The current situation is both true and false.

Chen Pingan put away the umbrella under his arm and bowed in salute.

The Li Sheng nodded in greeting and said: "The Zhou Mi imagined by Ma Kuxuan is fake, so you don't have to worry about it. But I can't guarantee whether Zhou Mi will pass this matter and see your current situation, realm and mentality. "

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing is false, hearing is true.

Li Sheng said: "The injury is not serious."

Chen Ping'an said: "Compared with the earliest expectations, it is still a bit better."

I have to refining my sword, wandering at night, and mending that immortal robe. It's better to have a headache than to fall into a state of decline.

Having seen the "Zhou Mi" behind Ma Kuxuan before, he knew that he had to be cautious in this matter. If it turned out that Zhou Mi had left a trail in the world, the consequences would be disastrous. You must let the Confucian Temple know about this immediately, and at the same time try to prevent the Confucian Temple sages from interfering with your revenge. It is not easy to say it is simple, but it is not that difficult to say it is difficult. If you have anything to do, go to the sage!

But Chen Ping'an only knew the magic power of shrinking the earth, but he didn't know how to cross continents in one step like the Fire Dragon Master. He was destined to be unable to rush to the Chinese Confucian Temple to report the matter. It was too late to send a message with the flying sword, so he had no choice but to use The most straightforward method is to call out the true name of the ceremonial saint several times in your heart.

At that time, Li Sheng just replied, "I understand" and said nothing more.

Even so, Chen Ping'an still took reassurance, walked out of Ma's ancestral hall, and just let go of his hands and feet to catch and fight with Ma Kuxuan.

The Li Sheng asked: "How does it feel to have endured for many years and had your great revenge repaid?"

Chen Ping'an looked a little tired, so he casually squatted on the top of the city and looked into the distance. In this world, except for the Sword Qi Great Wall, which was strictly in line with reality, in addition, the mountains and rivers in the wild world deviated greatly from the real situation. One hundred thousand mountains, Tuoyue Mountain, Yiluo River and other places that Chen Ping'an has been to and seen with his own eyes have all been moved and clustered together, like a warehouse where objects are stored. Chen Pingan was silent for a moment and said calmly: "I did something that I had to do, but I don't seem to feel much joy."

It just takes it for granted.

Li Sheng smiled and said, "If you want to drink, feel free to do so."

Chen Pingan took out the sword-raising gourd and drank it.

Li Sheng Leng Buding asked: "If you were in my position, what would you do? You don't need to say more, just summarize it in one sentence."

Chen Pingan was speechless for a moment. He had never thought about such a big question. How should I answer it?

In ancient times, Li Sheng once joined forces with Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou to create a far-reaching change.

Descendants who know something about this old almanac often think that the failure is to be lenient and the failure is to be close.

In fact, on the contrary, it is because the laws and regulations re-edited by the Li Sheng are too complicated and meticulous.

Chen Pingan thought carefully for a moment and said tentatively: "Want to find the greatest common denominator for all living things in the world?"

Li Sheng nodded and said with a smile: "This is not a bad answer. He is worthy of being a national master."

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything. It was not bad, but not good. I am no stranger to this kind of public talk.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, plucked the snow at his feet, grabbed a snowball, and bravely said, "Sheng Li, don't let me go to the Confucian Temple as an errand?"

Assuming that the Lisheng reaches the fifteenth realm, there will be an extremely important vacancy in the Confucian Temple, and someone must take his place to handle the complicated affairs of the two highest and lowest places in the world. Of course, Chen Ping'an didn't mean to fill the vacancy of the position of the ceremonial saint. No matter how brave he was, he would not dare to think so. Rather, it was similar to the relationship between the minister and the doctor in the six departments of the secular dynasty. The two were several grades apart, but the latter's official duties were A little bit more.

Li Sheng glanced at Chen Ping'an, half-smiling but not smiling.

Chen Ping'an immediately knew that he was overthinking it.

Li Sheng rarely joked: "You really dare to think and do it, why don't you just say that you can fill my place in the Confucian Temple?"

In this way, there is no burden in chatting, and Chen Ping'an has nothing to be embarrassed about. He really wants to chat openly without any restrictions. Who brought up the trend of summer palace?

Because Li Sheng needs to sit outside and keep an eye on the path of the Qing Dao, after Yu Xuan returned to the Xinghe Dojo, he briefly mentioned Chen Ping'an's path to breaking through the realm with Li Sheng. In his words, he expressed great appreciation. Everyone calls Chen Pingan Chen Daoyou.

Chen Ping'an asked: "In all these years, has there ever been a time when Li Sheng couldn't help but take action?"

The Li Sheng smiled and said: "You are no longer young. How can you behave like this if you fight and kill?"

Chen Ping'an was not sure for a moment whether the words of Li Sheng were expressed with emotion or a pun. In short, this sentence only meant the literal meaning. If Xiao Mo and Xie Gou were present, they would not like to hear it.

I once heard Xie Gou talk about an embarrassing incident of her family's Xiaomo. Next to that stupid big scholar, there was a scholar who was very good at fighting. He never lost in a fight. Xiaomo was not convinced and said that he was also a ruthless scholar. People are afraid of their eggs.

As a result, after the sword questioning was over, Xiao Mo told the master of Bixiao Cave in Luobaotan that the young master was not weak in ability.

Chen Ping'an couldn't believe Xie Gou. After all, she liked to exaggerate, so she went to the person involved to seek confirmation. At that time, Xiao Mo was angry. Since she didn't refute, it was the truth.

The Li Sheng asked: "In the wild battlefield, the Confucian Temple's arrangements are quite stable, but there is a lack of a position similar to your Sword Qi Great Wall Prisoner. Do you have any ideas? Don't worry, there will be rewards."

Chen Ping'an did not hesitate and said categorically: "No!"

Li Sheng nodded and did not embarrass Chen Pingan, "Then find someone else."

Chen Ping'an knew that this was the style of Li Sheng, who acted vigorously and resolutely, and said exactly what he said.

There is no need to go around with a junior like me.

When it comes to the position of "criminal officer", anyone who takes it will be on pins and needles.

Those with low realm cannot convince the public.

For those whose realms are high enough, such as Longhu Mountain Celestial Master Zhang Tianlai, Huolong Zhenren and others who are highly respected, it is not a matter of dissatisfaction with others, but a matter of embarrassment for them.

When you become a criminal, you must offend others. It is not difficult to torture the demon clan, but it will be thankless if you talk about rewards and punishments within Haoran Tianxia.

Li Sheng smiled and said: "No need to feel burdened if you refuse this matter."

Chen Pingan nodded and continued drinking.

The only one I am most familiar with in the wild world is the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The most well-known person in the wild world is Chen Pingan, but there is no one else.

Zheng Juzhong of Baidicheng was actually the best candidate, and indeed the first choice for the Confucian Temple.

Zheng Juzhong was already good at everything, let alone now possessing three fourteen realms in one person.

It's a pity that Zheng Juzhong declined.

Not only that, Zheng Juzhong even asked himself to withdraw from the wild world on the grounds that he wanted to retreat in Baidi City.

Li Sheng actually knew very well that Zheng Juzhong wanted to make further progress and was ready to formally establish a religion and proclaim himself his ancestor.

Li Sheng suddenly asked: "Have you ever been to the Shiwan Mountain of fellow Taoist monk Zhishi?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I've only seen it from a distance, but I've never had the chance to go."

Li Sheng said: "You can go to the Shiwanda Mountain in the south and the Mirage Ruins in the north if you want to go today. In half an hour, you will return to the city on time. Remember not to delay, otherwise you will have to run back to the Aquarius by yourself. Continent."

Chen Pingan stood up and was about to speak when the Li Sheng disappeared.

On the top of the tallest mountain in the center of Shiwandashan, Chen Pingan had just fallen to the ground when he saw a rickety old man with his hands behind his back. He was as skinny as wood, with sunken cheeks and was skinny and skinny. But it is such a seemingly old person who has been rooted here for thousands of years with the dojo. The great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain has no choice but to never take the half-step to reach the fifteenth realm. I remember Bai Jing commented on this matter. If she had been the co-owner of the wilderness, she would have used the entire Tuoyue Mountain to smash this hundred thousand mountain.

Chen Ping'an cupped his fists and said, "Junior Chen Ping'an has met the seniors in the temple."

The old blind man said: "Ning Yatou just left not long ago. It's a pity that your level is low and you are an immortal. Even if you set out now, you won't be able to catch up with her. Ning Yatou is almost at Fuyao Continent."

Chen Pingan said straight to the point: "I have something I want to ask my senior."

The old blind man said: "You want to ask me why I watched Ning Yatou get injured in Lizhu Cave?"

Chen Ping'an said: "It's not a question, it's just a question."

The old blind man rubbed his chin, "According to my temper, I will definitely take action. A Great Wall of Sword Qi. Over the course of thousands of years, there are only a handful of sword cultivators that I like. From the earliest Dragon Lord to the one with everything. Very good, but Zong Yuan, whose luck is a bit worse, Dong Sangen who was bitten by a dog when passing by, and Ning Yao, there are just a few of them, they are all counted, but they are not more than one hand. But Chen Qing seems to have taken the wrong medicine , but at that time, he stopped me and said there was no need to take action. Do you think it’s strange?”

Chen Pingan asked: "What secret did the last priest reveal to the boss Sword Immortal before he left?"

The old blind man said perfunctorily: "Chen Qing is dead, but the Yan Kingdom is not dead. When did you become more mature and courageous? Finally, you don't have to be that humiliating tortoise who dares to wander around in the Qingming world. Lord Yinguan, please go and ask Yan Guo yourself."

Chen Ping'an knew that he couldn't ask any more secrets, so he said goodbye with his hands clasped and planned to visit the former site of the mirage.

As a result, I hit a wall and had to turn back.

The old blind man smiled and said: "Come when you want, leave when you want. Does Mr. Yin Guan think this is a cesspool?"

There was no expression on Chen Ping'an's face, and there was not a single word in his voice. His Taoist heart remained unchanged.

The old blind man with empty eyes raised his head and looked at the swordsman in front of him. The swordsman who was less than fifty years old was considered outstanding in the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall. He clicked his tongue and said, "How many Chen will we kill?" How can Ping An become such a Chen Ping An? Have you done any rough calculations or statistics?"

Chen Ping'an said: "There are too many to count."

The old blind man laughed, "I've always had a bad mouth. When I talk to people, I like to spit **** out of my mouth as if I've just eaten hot shit. Don't mind me."

Chen Pingan was caught off guard.

You definitely won't be able to win if you fight, and you are afraid of encountering someone like this when you quarrel.

The old blind man stretched out his nails, gently grabbed a bit of flesh, and said with emotion: "I really encountered someone who was not an eyesore. Even if I asked you to come in, I slapped you back. When I met someone who was not an eyesore, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense. So don't think that if you killed Ma Kuxuan of Xinghua Lane, the half-owner of my eyeball, I would be disgusted with you. Far from it, I would choose him back then. It’s because Ma Kuxuan’s child has the least human touch.”

Chen Pingan did not comment on this, and just asked: "Xie Gou also left?"

The old blind man raised his chin and said: "Bai Jing found a place on the top of a mountain to open a cave. She said she was going to be in seclusion for a few days, but in fact she was just hiding there for fun. Here, I have to urge her to break through."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is there any sign of her breaking through?"

The old blind man said: "No, she really wants to find a certain path and has a chance to break through. If I push her every now and then, it will be no fun."

Chen Pingan was speechless.

Are you kidding a perfect sword cultivator in the Ascension Realm?

Sure enough, the Fourteenth Realm is amazing.

The old blind man laughed and said: "No matter how poor your Taoist qualifications are, as long as you can live for ten thousand years, is it still considered a skill?"

Chen Ping'an said: "The coveted ability to reach heaven."

The old blind man asked: "Do you know that Blacksmith Ruan of Fengxue Temple, before going to Lizhu Cave, he had a proud disciple, but the two parties could not get back together well, and the relationship between master and disciple was severed?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "I checked the files of the Ministry of Punishment in the Great Li capital before. His name is Liu Jingzhuang. He likes divination and admires Liu Qi. It is said that he had inner demons and voluntarily left Fengxue Temple because of his mediocre aptitude for cultivating. Then according to the secret The Fengxue Temple genealogy recorded in the records shows that Liu Jingzhuang was actually from the Liu family of the old Shen Shui Kingdom. His identity is actually similar to that of the Water God Yang Hua who is now the Changchun Marquis of Dadu."

The old blind man sneered, "Then do you know that in your Aquarius Continent, the Longwei River that spreads out from the Lizhu Cave? The Chen family, as the eldest grandson of the contemporary family head, Chen Songfeng, one of his private tutors, What is your name?"

Chen Ping'an said: "According to the archives, Fuzi Liucun has a clean life, ancestral background, place of birth, resume, and official career. They are all well-documented. The Chen family of Longwei Xi screened it once, and the Dali Punishment Department ran it again. I didn’t think much about it.”

Back then, Chen Pingan was deeply impressed by Chen Songfeng, a frail scholar who was gentle and polite. Among foreigners, Chen Songfeng, as a son of a wealthy family, was evaluated by Chen Pingan in his heart as...a good person who must have read many books. Back then, Chen Songfeng followed him, Ning Yao, and Liu Baqiao into the mountains to look for the regular tree. Because Chen Songfeng had never practiced martial arts or Taoism, and his legs were too weak, he became a drag. , was quite upset, but Chen Songfeng had no complaints. What was rare was that he didn't even have any resentment in his heart. At that time, Chen Ping'an, although he still hadn't seen much of the world's frogs in the well, he still had a good eye for seeing people by relying on intuition and observing the details of a person's words and deeds.

The old blind man said calmly: "You are just a teacher hired by a wealthy family, but you can tell a young man who clearly has no qualifications to practice Taoism that sitting on the Taoist ancestor's lotus is nothing, and going to a blessed place to be a banished immortal who has given up his past?" "

Chen Pingan raised his head and glanced at the sky.

Seeing that Chen Ping'an had understood, the old blind man said to himself: "I wonder what the world will be like in a thousand years."

Chen Ping'an said: "Maybe people's hearts are still the same,"

The old blind man asked a question for no reason, "I have never thought about it. In addition to the demons who were forcibly suppressed by Daozu, and your senior brother Cui Chan voluntarily discarded the unused porcelain figures, are there any other possibilities, just like the same thing thousands of years ago? The world has been turned upside down, and the master has changed again?"

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and said in his heart: "Unexpected, but I hope it won't happen one day. If it does happen, I hope, just hope, that we can leave a way out."

The old blind man patted the young swordsman on the shoulder and said, "Chen Qingdu is not good at looks, but he has good eyesight."

Chen Pingan smiled bitterly and was speechless.

The old blind man remembered something and pointed to the north, "Gantang and his apprentice happened to pass by here, and now they are on the other side of the mirage. Not long ago, Ning Yatou persuaded this old deaf child to go to your Luopo Mountain as an offering. Gan Tang Tang became very excited when he heard the proposal, and Pidianpidian agreed, making up his mind to make a living with you in the future."

Chen Ping'an always felt that something was wrong. With the old deaf child's behavior of hiding away when something happened, it was unlikely that he wanted to go to Aquarius Island. Since he met Ning Yao by chance, he wanted to follow her to the colorful world. It is more reasonable. To say the least, if the old deaf child really wants to seek refuge with him, he is probably more likely to go to Tongyezhou Qingping Sword Sect.

The old blind man sighed for no reason, "Happiness gradually leads to sadness."

Chen Pingan thought carefully and said slowly: "Vice versa."

The old blind man chuckled and said: "Some people say that the last hidden official of the Sword Qi Great Wall is young and promising, responsible and strategic, and has both civil and military skills. His future is limitless."

Chen Ping'an knew something was wrong and refused to answer the call.

The old blind man continued: "He is a person who can enter the martial arts temple to worship with him while he is still alive."

When Chen Pingan heard this, his head was as big as a dustpan.

The old blind man said: "What if he enters the Chinese Confucian Temple and eats pig head meat at the same time? Doesn't it mean that one person enters both the Civil and Military Temples at the same time?"

Chen Pingan, who was already haggard now, almost felt uneasy after hearing this. He had to take a deep breath to stabilize his emotions.

Shanzhu Chen, who was used to a certain custom in Luopo Mountain, couldn't bear this kind of flattery, not to mention the flattery with ulterior motives.

There has never been such a figure in the history of all the great dynasties in the world. Occasionally, in some small countries in history, there are people who can join the civil and military temples, but even so, they are still only a handful.

Enter the China-earth Divine Continent Confucian Temple and the Military Ancestral Martial Temple at the same time? No matter who it is, don’t even think about it!

Chen Ping'an asked in a deep voice: "Senior, may I ask, which **** said those stupid things?"

I'm gonna rip his **** head off.

The old blind man smiled and said, "Just forget about your polite words. Why bother asking questions?"

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "I must go and meet him for a while to express my gratitude in person."

The old blind man was silent for a moment and gave the answer, "Me."

Chen Pingan was silent for a long time, "Thank you for your love, senior."

I don't know if it was the Taoist name or the old blind man whose name was Zhici, said: "It's a pity."

Chen Ping'an knew what the senior was talking about, but he couldn't say anything.

Years ago, there were two children of the same age.

One of them has the best fate, but he doesn't think so.

One of them is the hardest hit, and he doesn't even know who he is.

Their family backgrounds are different, but their moods are similar, so they all live lonely lives.

During their childhood, they never played or roughed up with their peers.

The stars are also shining brightly, and there are people holding their cheeks and looking at the sky, sitting on the small earthen bag in the immortal tomb. Someone was lying on the ridge in the field, holding a piece of grass in his mouth and crossing his legs. The water in the ditch was gurgling.

They looked at the same starry sky together.