Chapter 1221 Who is it?

For some unknown reason, Gu Can temporarily changed his mind and took his maid Lingxuan and national master Huang Lie back to the Taoist temple with a tiny front.

Gu Can walked to the door, reached for the copper door knocker, and knocked three times, but there was no response for a long time.

Gu Lingyan was too lazy to wait any longer. She walked straight to her young master, clenched her fist and knocked on the door with a loud bang.

Inside the Chongyang Temple, which was known as the Alchemy Temple in ancient times, it seemed that I finally heard the movement outside the door. I opened the door with a creak and walked out two skinny young Taoist boys, one tall and one short, with the same sallow complexion and skinny muscles.

It is indeed a cold temple, so it would be strange if the food is full of oil and water.

Gu Can shook his head with the two Taoist boys standing at the threshold, and then smiled and said: "I'm sorry to disturb the two Taoist boys who are practicing. I want to enter your temple to ask for a drink of water, but I don't know if it's feasible."

The tall Taoist boy suddenly blushed and groaned, not knowing how to reply. The short Taoist boy next to him, who had a straight face, barely had the words "Expulsion Order" on his forehead, and smiled broadly after hearing this. "My name is Song Juchuan, and this is my junior brother Zhong Shan. Our junior brothers have not yet been conferred with the magic weapon, so we do not have a Taoist title yet. We usually only help the master by refining several pots of life-prolonging souls for the wealthy families in the capital who line up to visit. Dan.”

Introducing these distinguished guests into the temple, Song Juchuan deliberately lowered his voice and said: "Master Imperial Master and our master call each other Taoist friends, and we often drink and discuss Taoism in the Taoist temple."

Huang Lie, who was walking at the end of the team, laughed, "Why don't I know that I have been here before?" I didn’t even know that Chongyang Temple’s elixirs were so popular in the capital.

Gu Lingyan squinted at the horizon and only saw the vision in general. A pure golden light disappeared in an instant. She vaguely guessed that an expert had interpreted the image and the cicada had shed its corpse.

Although it is not comparable to those orthodox ascensions, it is still a superior corpse that is completely reborn. Gu Lingyan thought that he still had this bit of vision. In the wild world, there were often great monks who followed the steps and could not get promoted. There was no way out, so they would settle for the next best thing and choose a dark place to build a mausoleum or an underground palace. The road passed down from ancient times for tomb owners or temple owners to ascend to immortality is carefully laid out, focusing on the transformation of form, resurrection from the dead, achieving the body of a ghost or immortal, or giving the reincarnated body a chance to become immortal and ascend to the immortal realm. .

After just visiting the Qin Tian Prison, she made a decision. It seemed that she would humbly ask the young master for advice and seriously learn the art of qi reading.

Gu Lingyan asked in his heart: "Master, is there any result?"

Gu Can nodded.

Gu Lingyan couldn't help but ask: "But Ma Kuxuan's skills are not as good as others, and he can't defeat Master Chen. His body was cut off and his life's practice was ruined. It's a pity that Ma Kuxuan still used the magic to save his life in the end. Escaped by luck? Or what's worse, Ma Kuxuan had already planned to use Chen Shanzhu's swordsmanship to help him escape, hoping that Do it all over again in the next life?”

Gu Can didn't even raise his head, "As long as it's something he has thought about deeply and repeatedly before deciding to take action, there will definitely be no surprises. Besides, with Wangqi and Shijie, you are a layman and can only watch the fun." "

Gu Lingyan was extremely curious and asked: "May I ask, Master, what happened to Ma Kuxuan?"

That is one of the ten candidates in the world! Is it just that cold? If Ma Kuxuan were replaced by a wild monk, he would definitely be among the Heavenly Stems, and his future would be bright.

In fact, she also knew that the second possibility she speculated on was...impossible. What kind of temper Ma Kuxuan is can be determined by those deeds alone. Ma Kuxuan was one of the few people in this world full of rules that made her feel close to her as soon as she heard rumors about him.

Gu Can said: "I don't know the truth either. You can ask him later."

Gu Lingxuan lamented and said with resentful eyes: "How dare I? My teeth will chatter when I see Mr. Yin Guan."

It is easy to misunderstand when looking at the small entrance of the Taoist temple from the outside. It is estimated that the scale is not large. Once you enter the Taoist temple, you will realize that it is a cave. It occupies a very considerable area. As you enter, you will pass through corridors and winding corridors.

The young Taoist boy named Song Juchuan was a chatterbox. While leading the group of guests inside the Taoist temple, he kept talking, "Our master is the abbot of this temple. He comes from a well-educated family, is young and strong, and is originally from the imperial court." Guest, later he became disheartened and did not want to join in the officialdom, so he always lived as a mountain man."

"He likes to go into the mountains to collect Ganoderma lucidum. He has stopped cooking for a long time. On weekdays, he only needs to take Huangjing Poria and coarse food. The Huangjing is pickled from the white rice grown in the vegetable garden. There is also a self-made brew in the Taoist temple. Although water is burned with earth, you can't buy it elsewhere even if you have money. Our master is a real old immortal, over a hundred years old and has a strong appearance. Even in the cold and snowy season, he refuses to wear cotton wool. Yes, when I stand on the Hunyuan Zhuang or meditate, my whole body will be filled with white gas."

The tall Taoist boy felt cold sweat break out on his forehead. Senior Brother Song was so good at talking. Just thinking about the lack of popularity of his Taoist temple, Zhong Shan admired and appreciated Senior Brother Song's good intentions again.

Gu Can smiled and said: "I only heard that when a Taoist practitioner exhales and refines Qi, smoke of different colors such as green and white will emit from the ears, nose and orifices. The amount depends on the Tao power. Taoist classics name it 'Crane Breath'." "

Song Juchuan fisted his palm, "Yes, I remember Master introduced it to me, those few puffs of smoke are called Crane Breath!"

Gu Can was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "I made up the phrase "Crane Breath".

Song Juchuan suddenly became speechless, with a look of astonishment on his face.

Okay, the incense money is gone.

Does the Taoist temple have to pay for a pot of tea?

Master is not generous and still holds grudges.

The ancient cypress trees shade the pond, the flowers fall like fallen birds, and the swimming fish peck and eat them.

There are two cats by the pond. One has pure white fur and a single yellow tail. It is commonly known in the market as a silver vase hanging on a gold rope. It squats as if looking into the water to catch fish. The other has a yellow body, a white belly and white feet, and is named Jin Bei Yin Bed. Butterflies fluttering and playing.

Song Juchuan grinned and said, "Wild cats often go to the kitchen to steal food."

The dull Zhongshan has something to say, and they can't steal anything to eat.

Compared to Senior Brother Song, Zhong Shankou was the clumsiest and slow to learn anything. His master always said that he was an ignorant person. If he could practice Taoism, there would be no one in the world who could not cultivate immortality.

There is an old Taoist under the panasonic in the temple with snow-white hair on his temples, wearing a pair of straw shoes on his feet, a **** on his shoulder, and a bamboo basket in his hand. There are some pieces of Poria cocos stained with soil in the bamboo basket.

With a sigh, he raised his head and glanced at the sky. The old Taoist priest counted his fingers and shook his head. In short, it is becoming increasingly difficult for people to understand this world.

The old Taoist walked slowly, and when he saw the group of people, he couldn't help but feel doubtful. His Taoist temple was usually closed, but there were actually pilgrims who took the initiative to knock on the door?

Did you get money for getting on the pole? Is such a beautiful thing really possible? I'm afraid that if the good ones don't come, those who come will be unkind.

The two Taoist boys saluted and said, "Disciple pays homage to Master Jing."

The old Taoist's face remained normal, he nodded in greeting, handed the hoes and bamboo baskets to the two disciples, and prepared to entertain the guests in person.

The old Taoist had already freed up his hands, made a gesture, and said with a carefree smile: "Pindao Cheng Fengxuan, both disciples are accustomed to call Pindao Master Jing. Pindao's native place is in Xuyi Prefecture, his monastery is in Liangshan, and he is a wandering cultivator. , I traveled to other continents a few years ago and stopped here. There is no serious title, it is self-proclaimed, and it cannot be taken seriously. It is the same as the private posthumous title of the literary scholar Lin, so I don’t mention it, so as not to make people laugh. "

Gu Can asked: "But what about Duliang Mountain near Xuyi Water Mansion?"

Cheng Fengxuan nodded in agreement, greatly surprised, and said in surprise: "Young Master is really knowledgeable and knowledgeable. People in the world have only heard of Xuyi Water Mansion but not Duliang Mountain. If they knew more about the past, they would only know about the refinement of half a Tongling Tomb." Du Xiucai, who is in Shanshan and half of the Xuyi shrimp soldiers, how can he know everything about Liangshan?"

Huang Lie asked in confusion: "Du Xiucai?"

Cheng Fengxuan smiled and refused to explain.

Gu Can introduced: "In the history of the Middle-earth Divine Continent, there was a Mr. Wusong named Du, nicknamed Du Xiucai, and he was a master refiner as famous as Mrs. Xu."

Xuyi Prefecture, the prefecture and county offices are all located on the mountain. Raising one's eyebrows is called Xu, and staring straight at Xuyi means far-sightedness, hence this popular ancient name.

Along the way, the scenery along the way was impressive, with ancient buildings and flowers and trees. Huang Lie couldn't help but praise the good Feng Shui.

I used to be in the dark under the lamp, but I didn't know there was such a Feng Shui treasure right under my nose.

The old Taoist priest led them to a hut called "Zanglu", not far from the ancient pine trees.

Gu Can glanced at the plaque with graceful handwriting.

Cheng Fengxuan pointed to the ancient pine, "This pine was planted by the founder of this Taoist temple. It has been there for many years. There are Poria cocos underneath and it is almost in human form."

Gu Lingyan glanced at the scene under the ancient pine trees, secretly covered his mouth and smiled. He was indeed the kind of master who could have any kind of disciple, and could brag without drafting.

Gu Can smiled and said: "Immortal Chang Gaofeng."

The implication is that he dares to speak openly about this matter to outsiders.

Gu Lingyan asked Huang Lie alone with his heartfelt voice, "Can you see the strange rustic nature of Poria cocos becoming a spirit?"

Huang Liezhao said truthfully: "I can't see anything."

The old Taoist stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Don't make any mistakes", which frightened the distinguished guests.

At the Taoist priest's fingertips, the two cats turned into butterflies and flew away in colorful colors.

Gu Lingyan pretended to be surprised, her face turned pale and she let out an ouch, then leaned on Gu Can's shoulder.

Gu Can just put his hand against her forehead, pushed it away gently, and said with a smile: "How? I said that there are many strange people in the world, and real heroes often live in seclusion in the rivers and lakes. You don't believe it, and you say that I am suspicious."

Gu Lingyan cooperated with his young master in acting, as if he had realized it in hindsight, and timidly looked at the old Taoist.

Cave realm? Viewing the sea?

When he came to the door of the hut, Gu Can suddenly stopped and said with a smile: "I am not a person who is engaged in serious work. I like to read miscellaneous books and some side knowledge. I now apply what I have learned. When I see the treasures of the gods of your place, I will be boiling with red purples." It was like a dragon and a tiger dominating the air. Then I knocked on the door and knocked on the door. Unexpectedly, I met a rare master from this world that we common people could not encounter in a hundred years. He was guarding the Poria cocos and becoming a spirit. I dared to ask Jing for advice. Master, is it to take Shengxian?"

Cheng Fengxuan's face suddenly changed. He no longer had the slightest trace of immortality. He put his fingers together to form a halberd and pointed at the young man in a scholar's shirt who looked like a rich man. The old Taoist stared sternly and said: "I have long seen that you three have ulterior motives." , with my maid and servants, it is not good to go wandering anywhere, but you dare to come here to make trouble, like a loach chasing a duck, you are looking for death!"

Gu Can smiled and said: "Master Jing doesn't have to pretend to be evil and scary to scare us mortals. People in the city regard life as seven feet, and Taoists in the mountains regard life as seven feet. I believe that with Master Jing's state of mind and cultivation, what he cultivates is inner Dan, first used Poria cocos to transform into a spirit, which was sensational, and then used illusions to turn cats into butterflies. Do you want us to retreat in the face of difficulties? Or are you attracted by the qualifications of the maid next to me, and think she has a certain level of Taoism? "

The old Taoist priest stroked his beard and nodded, his eyes showing admiration, "Young Master is elegant and well-mannered."

Gu Can said calmly: "The fisherman's respect."

The old Taoist priest laughed dumbly. After decades of practicing here, this is the first time I have met such an honest person.

Gu Can said: "How did Master Jing determine that we are not bad guys?"

Cheng Fengxuan twisted his beard and said with a smile: "I know a little about yin and yang prophecies, astrology and fortune-telling, and the skills of traveling around the world, but I dare not say that I can enter the palace, and I am far away from being a proficient person. "

Gu Can hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "I once saw two sentences in someone's reading notes, which are related to this."

The old Taoist priest said oh and said with a smile: "I would like to hear the details."

Gu Can said slowly: "When people talk about astronomy today, they only go to Lindu to inquire about calculations. I say that the movement of heaven makes a gentleman constantly strive for self-improvement. This is the astronomy recommended by the founders of the three religions."

"When people talk about geography today, they all investigate and survey the territory. I say that the terrain is good and the gentleman carries things with great virtue. This is the geography that the founders of the three religions have witnessed together."

"Master Jing, do you think so?"

The old Taoist was surprised and suddenly realized after hearing this, with a face full of mixed emotions, and said: "If we, the Taoist cultivators, can really embody the two images of heaven and earth into ourselves, it is only a small trick of yin and yang, five elements and prophecies, how can it be considered Taoist?"

"A wise man can never deceive a fool. A fool will always believe a lie to be true."

"Why do you say this, Master?"

"Just say whatever you feel."

"By the way, who is the person you are talking about? Can you recommend me to Pindao?"

"cannot."

“…”

"Dare to ask the immortal's Taoist number."

"Take your own way and return to your fortune."

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On the top of Zheyao Mountain, on the high branches of a towering ancient tree, there were three people standing or squatting.

Not far away is the Temple of the Mountain Goddess Niangniang, where the golden body of Song Wei is enshrined.

Standing is Ma Kuxuan's maid Shudian. Standing is the eldest disciple Wang Zu. Ma Kuxuan changed his name to him. He said that the name and Taoist name can be combined into one, and the province is long?

In fact, a few of them knew it well, not only did it form an idiom with Shudian, but also because it had some homophones with the real dragon "Wang Zhu".

Ma Kuxuan's practice has absolutely nothing to do with the word "diligence", but he has great love for his direct descendants. Whether it is teaching thunder techniques or giving guidance on martial arts, it can be said that he has given all his money to this pioneer. I am afraid that there are not fifty but forty books on Taoism and boxing among my disciples. Today, the realm of Wangzu is the "two golds", the golden elixir realm and the golden body realm. His qualifications can be described as outstanding, but because his master is Ma Kuxuan, he seems to be average and not very impressive.

There is also a squatting young man with a hatchet on his waist, named Gao Ming. He and Ma Kuxuan, the master is not like the master, and the apprentice is not like the apprentice. They like to call Ma Kuxuan "Old Ma".

He even asked Ma Kuxuan face to face if he could switch to Luopo Mountain for two reasons. One was that he felt he had more potential, and the other was that he wouldn't have to look down upon and be unwelcome wherever he went.

The hatchet boy frowned and asked, "What's going on? Did the old horse lose?"

Wang Zu remained silent. There is no need to waste your breath on things that are obvious.

Gao Ming looked away and said: "Senior brother, we can't catch up even if we chase him? Then how can we find the reincarnation of the master?"

Looking at the direction, they were heading towards the Middle Earth Divine Continent. How could they find it? If they went north, it would be fine. It would be Beiju Luzhou. If they went south, they might at most be the main continent. Or Tongyezhou, there is at least a glimmer of hope. Now going west, the sky is huge, it is not like finding a needle in a haystack.

Wangzu looked sad and said in a deep voice: "Only one who is an immortal can barely catch up with that golden light. Besides, Master said that as long as we lose this fight, there is no need to look for him. It is doomed to be in vain."

Gao Ming continued: "Master also said that as soon as he dies, you can restore your identity and real name. It should be called Su Qingshen. It is a really good name. Master asked me to tell you one more thing. You don't have to think about how to deal with it anyway." You have taken revenge. If you see that man named Chen when you are walking on the road, remember to kowtow to him a few times as a thank you for his kindness in helping you take revenge."

The woman was silent, her eyes were complicated, and her face was pale.

Ma Kuxuan left Chen Pingan with three puzzles.

Just let Chen Pingan be careful and careful.

The answer lies with these three people.

Ma Kuxuan not only asked them to keep their secrets, but also told them that if one day they wanted to go to Luolu Mountain to join Chen Pingan, or if Chen Pingan found them one day, they could tell the answer to the mystery. As for whether it was a stepping stone or a way to save their lives. Fu, it doesn't matter what they choose, it's all arbitrary.

The answer to the mystery is the names of three people. Like Ma Kuxuan, these three people are the younger generation of Lizhu Cave Heaven. For example, the person Gao Ming knows is named Lu Zhengchun.

It seems that he is a descendant of the Lu family in Fulu Street, and is now working for the Xu family in Qingfeng City.

In the Capital City God's Temple of Yuxuan Kingdom, two "outsiders" came. They clearly came from across the mountains and rivers in Shuodi, but they were able to avoid disturbing the local City God.

If I had to use an analogy to describe the scene when these two people came here, it would probably be that the emperor and the minister in the play visited the local county government together incognito.

A short man with a dark face and a man with a beautiful beard.

The former was not as tall as Pei Qian. He was dressed in black and had a white jade belt around his waist. The man held the belt with both hands.

It's a pity that the elegant and bearded man next to him is at least a head taller than him.

Although Pei Qian was surprised, he still smiled brightly. He used the method of concentrating the sound into a line and said with cupped hands: "Pei Qian has met Zhou Chenghuang and General Fan."

The short man nodded, "General Fan is responsible for his duties. He needs to patrol various continents during the day. I have nothing to do and follow him around."

The man with the beautiful beard smiled and said, "We meet again, little nerd."

Pei Qian grinned.

I remember that Master’s husband once praised the Zhou Chenghuang who was the highest among human beings in front of him.

"I have never seen such a short person with such a tall and powerful appearance. He is so majestic and majestic!"

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Inexplicably, he became a registered worshiper in Luopo Mountain. The old deaf boy with the Taoist name Long Sheng took a temporary detour. Instead of going directly to Li Huai, he took his disciples away from Shiwanda Mountain and went straight across the Great Wall of Sword Qi with his sword. Gan Tang pinched a The magic formula helped Youyu to use the blinding method to hide his whereabouts to avoid unnecessary complications. From a bird's eye view, Youyu Yujian saw that on the top of the half city, there were many groups of monks from other places, scattered in different places admiring the scenery, with clumps like flowers.

High in the sky where the Jianxian's private residence was supposed to be, the old deaf boy couldn't help but look back towards the city. He thought he would be stopped by the sage from the Confucian Temple who was stationed here, and he would need to report his identity and submit an ultimatum. It was just a formality, and the old deaf boy had no grudges about it. After all, he had long been accustomed to being a man with his tail between his legs on the Sword Qi Great Wall. Unexpectedly, he passed the wall so smoothly, which made the old deaf boy feel worried. I muttered, the Confucian Temple just doesn’t treat me as a dish?

But if he was really stopped, Gantang would probably complain a few more times. Even if the boss Sword Immortal is gone, there is still a young Yin official who has recently carved words, Ning Yao has just entered the fourteenth realm, and there is still a seat in the colorful world. As for Feisheng City, do you Confucian Temple really think that the Great Wall of Sword Qi no longer exists?

When we arrived at the ruins of the old city, the old deaf man sighed and fell to the ground first. He revisited his old place, felt sad when he saw the things, paid homage to the historical sites, and pondered endlessly.

A great monk naturally has the vision of a great monk.

The words written by the sages for the human world are actually an invisible cage of heaven and earth for the remnants of the ancient gods. As long as they appear in the world, they need to face the "thorns" laid and created by these human words. Ordinary masters in the world, practice Qi Scholars, as well as the landscape gods who were enshrined in later dynasties, have little sense of this. However, the higher the realm of the ancient gods and the more refined their golden bodies, the greater the limitations. When people in the world walk on mountain roads full of thorns, it is very easy for their clothes to get hooked and their skin to be pierced. In the same way, the ancient gods appeared from the sky and appeared in the world, just like walking on a thorny road with words. Every step they take will wear out their golden bodies.

That's why Zhou Mi personally formulated a new text for the wild world, not only to help the demon clan draw a clear line between Haoran and the human race, but also to pave the way for secretly attracting the ancient gods hiding in the sky.

Youyu whispered: "Ning Yao and that senior met, but they didn't seem to ask Master why he could return to the Ascension Realm?"

Gantang nodded and said unconcernedly: "This is probably the spirit of the Fourteenth Realm. Below the Fourteenth Realm, it's all a matter of idleness. The ups and downs of other people's realms are nothing to talk about."

This sneaky and risky return to the dojo, of course Gantang did more than just go back for a look.

Youyu asked: "What is master doing here?"

Gantang said: "I heard someone say that the alluring taste of hometown lies not in food but in wine."

Youyu guessed that the young Yinguan told the master.

After all, few people in the Great Wall of Sword Qi were willing to chat with their master.

The former Jianqi Great Wall roughly consisted of three areas, the main city, the private residence of Jianxian to the south of the main city, and the Mirage to the north, which was a mountain market with bustling commerce.

Gantang stretched out his hand and pointed to the north, "It used to be a beautiful place with wind, flowers, snow and moon, gold and silver flowing, fish and dragons mixed together, and the fairy money in the pocket was more useful than the realm of the monks."

Unlike the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Much like Haoran Tianxia.

The most criticized aspect of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is the arena created by this mirage.

It is more cruel and **** than the Tuli Mountain in Luzhou, Beiju. Every time you go up two people, one must die before it is over. Of course, it often happens that both of them die, or one of them falls down or is left. Half dead man.

Now, on the site of that mirage, a place that can barely be called the Immortal Inn has been opened. The main business is accommodation and selling wine, and the side business is selling some unpopular mountain magic artifacts. With the momentum of this inn, A street appeared. Anyone who is able to do business here must have a strong backing for all the twists and turns.

Even a deaf child would wonder if one of the masterminds behind the scenes was the "private sword" of someone from the Sword Qi Great Wall who had returned from a long journey.

Regarding the origin of this "market", the old deaf child is very familiar with it.

There used to be more than 40 large and small buildings there, with pavilions clustered in rows, high and low, stacked on top of each other to form a tall building.

In the past, Haoran merchants and tourists who came to Daixuan Mountain and wanted to take a look at the city were not brave enough, or did not like to go to the main city to get into trouble. They would go to this market to linger for a few days. Anyway, they could not see it from a distance or up close. Yes look. Some larger sects from the same continent have built guild halls in Mirage to facilitate Taoist friends from the same continent to have a place to stay.

Gantang sighed: "Back then, the market was a bustling place, with lights like daylight and music playing every night. It was said to have three thousand large houses, shops selling all kinds of rare treasures and items of shady origins, brothels, and gambling stalls. Restaurants, openly selling Taoist secrets, private houses and Taoist temples full of spiritual energy, and a large number of "anonymous people" who clearly mark the prices and are responsible for helping people point out the key points of practice. Haoran has everything that the world should have, and Haoran has everything that the world should not. Yes, there are, in short, there is everything. Just talk about the kind of mountain spirits who specialize in worshiping the moon and refining qi, and those who are proficient in the magic of the room to collect yang and replenish yin. If you sleep with them, you can make money. With money.”

Youyu looked strange.

Gantang blushed and explained, "I just heard about it."

If Youyu hadn't taken Gantang as his teacher, he would have followed that giant city to migrate to the colorful world.

There are many types of ascension paths for great monks to practice and attain enlightenment, such as daylight, turning into a rainbow, riding a dragon and a crane, rising into the clouds, flying into purple clouds, dismembering corpses, becoming immortals, etc. Different paths lead to different levels of rank. For future generations, it is probably the most enviable thing to rise from a house. One person attains enlightenment, and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. In the history of the world, there are well-documented stories of people being able to bring their entire family to become immortals. Over the past ten thousand years, there have been only a handful of them.

Just like the boss Jianxian just revealed one thing to Chen Pingan, the summer palace, the cold palace, and the SH City mirage, combined together, form a three-mountain formation.

Since it is named "Three Mountains", of course it is the work of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

And the mirage among them was an ascension platform carefully imitated by the Sword Qi Great Wall, which took a very long time.

The foundation of the mirage was created by the hidden official before Xiao Xun. He was a man with great talents and great plans but bad luck. His realm was too low and he could not live long.

The old deaf child had a good relationship with this person at first.

In the end, this mirage became the tip of Chen Qingdu's sword that cleared the way and lifted the city up.

The Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain had already expected this, but there was no need to stop Chen Qingdu from using this sword.

After all, those who left were all young sword cultivators with very low realms. Even Ning Yao had not reached the Jade Pu realm at that time.

If the wilderness wants to kill them all, it will have to pay a huge price to eradicate them.

From Chen Qingdu, to Qi Tingji, Chen Xi, to Lu Zhi and Lao Deafer, etc., they all made different choices back then.

What the wild world wants has never been the Great Wall of Sword Qi, which is hard to chew and has only a few ounces of meat. The Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain and the group of demons on the throne are staring at the big fat wall. There is a vast world where everything is available except for the word "barren".

In fact, if Chen Qing was willing to give way to the barbaric world and the mountains and rivers of the two continents of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so what?

not enough? Then in the barbaric world, I will give you the Sword Qi Great Wall Sword Cultivator to establish a religion, and give you Chen Qingdu everything you need to be called the ancestor.

The master and the apprentice walked to the Huangni Street. The old deaf boy chose a roadside wine shop with the best business. The shopkeeper was a plump woman with a mole at the corner of her mouth. She wore a soft hat made of various kinds of beautiful jade and made into flowers and plants. Cuiguan, wearing a round-collared green robe. She was leaning against the counter with a relaxed attitude, holding a round fan in her hand, and her appearance was extremely beautiful.

The waiter who serves food and drinks in the shop is a young man of low status but full of energy. According to the saying on the mountain, he has deep Taoist roots and a fairy seedling. The woman glanced at the rickety old man and then at the young swordsman. She didn't dare to be scornful and started shouting in person. The old deaf boy asked for a pot of wine and some appetizers. The woman turned to look at the inner door. He opened a yellow bamboo curtain, called Tongtuo, and reported the names of several dishes to the kitchen in the backyard.

The old deaf boy chose a table next to the street, looked a little higher, and saw some wooden signs hanging on the wall.

Youyu frowned slightly, already feeling unhappy when he saw this. How can such an innocent sign be hung casually?

The old deaf boy didn't care that the liquor store used this kind of thing as a gimmick to attract customers.

Drinking first, food second, the old deaf boy poured the wine and drank by himself, while the apprentice Youyu didn't drink.

The old deaf boy took a sip of the so-called Xili wine. Sure enough, as the waiter said, the wine was poured into the bowl, making a sizzling sound, like a cracking sound.

Whenever Youyu had free time, he liked to ask this "Living Almanac" master about the past of the Sword Qi Great Wall. During his travels over the years, he had been asking questions from ten thousand years ago to the last three hundred years.

The old deaf boy was sitting cross-legged on a bench, using chopsticks to stir up a plate of free cold folded ear root. He thought the flavor was not enough, so he asked the landlady for an extra dish of chili oil, poured it on top, picked up a chopstick, and chewed slowly. , took another sip of wine, and talked to Youyu from his heart about some things that seemed like yesterday.

"Ning Yao, Qi Shou, Pang Yuanji and their predecessors, the so-called younger generation of geniuses, have gathered ten people and called them geniuses, which is actually quite reluctant."

"This generation belongs to a typical small year with poor harvests. It is incomparable with the previous generation. If compared with Ning Yao's generation, it is even less impressive."

Among them, the most favored person, Mi Quan, who had the best qualifications, was recognized as an early genius. It was said that he was a master of Jindan sword at the age of twenty. Unfortunately, he died in battle soon after leaving the city.

This kind of thing is never a special case in the Sword Qi Great Wall, but the norm. Seven people, including Mi Quan, died early. There are three left. Wang Zongping, who was originally the last one in terms of qualifications, was a bit of a late bloomer. He successfully entered the Yuan Ying realm step by step. However, he was injured in a battle and broke one of his natal flying swords. He has been stagnant in Yuan Ying for a long time. Yingjing, probably a blessing in disguise, has become an "old Yuanying" in the Ascension City of Wucai Tianxia. Although he has never been to a certain wine shop, he is now the swordsman who respects the young hermit officials the most.

The other two have different life experiences.

"Su Yong's sword training qualification is second only to Mi Quan, but he is afraid of death. In fact, we can't say that he is afraid of death. He just refuses to fight with his life every time. He always thinks that when he reaches the Yupu realm, he can find an immortal. The Jingyao Clan wanted to make a quick and easy exchange of lives, so that the business would be more profitable. Unexpectedly, in the end, a retreat that seemed to have the right time, place and people came together, resulting in an alchemy room that was broken into pieces and fell directly into the realm. Not only was there no Being able to reach the Jade Pu realm in one fell swoop, but instead become a tattered golden elixir with a shattered sword heart. This is a big joke in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Instead of being injured on the battlefield and falling into the realm, on the contrary, he did not break through the realm in seclusion and came out of seclusion. There is no sword cultivator who is more looked down upon than this."

Hearing this, Youyu nodded and said, "I often saw Su Yong when I was a child."

Although he had gone off grains and had a diet of whole grains, he could have stopped the fireworks in the world. But when Youyu waited for the dishes to be served, he still asked the waiter for two bowls of rice.

Those who eat their breath are immortals, and those who do not eat their breath are gods. Some qi practitioners often feel nauseous and vomiting when they smell the qi of fire and food in the food. Fortunately for the genealogy monks, the sect has its own immortal medicated diet and elixirs, but the mountain and wild cultivators suffer.

The old deaf boy shook his wine bowl, and Su Yong was a bad drunkard and addicted to gambling. He also liked to visit brothels, refused to pay back the money he owed all year round, and defaulted on debts to avoid debts. He travels back and forth between the city and the mirage here all year round, doing some shady business, running errands for people, and earning some price difference. Whoever is willing to treat him to a drink is his uncle. To say that a sword cultivator who fell from Nascent Soul to Golden Core is still a land swordsman who cannot be underestimated in other places. There may be criticism behind his back, but he will definitely not be sarcastic in person. It is a pity that Su Yong is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. .

"Then I became someone's follower, and my life got a little better."

"Who is so and so?"

"Who else could it be? That person once advised Su Yong to go to Haoran Tianxia. I believe the reason was just to move trees and move dead people. The golden elixir sword cultivator in Haoran Tianxia is still very popular. It can be seen that Su Yong was indeed tempted, otherwise I wouldn’t go to the gate from time to time, but I didn’t go there in the end.”

"Since he is a golden elixir, he followed him to the colorful world?"

"No."

When Youyu heard this answer, he knew there was no need to ask about the ending and started to eat with his head down.

The old deaf child continued: "Su Yong shaved his beard, put on clean clothes, secretly went to the battlefield, picked up a standard long sword produced by the sword workshop, and killed some barbarians. There were not many, so he couldn't save it. A golden elixir's military exploits were sneak-attacked and assassinated by a demon monk passing by the battlefield. In the end, it was still a loss-making business."

As for Wang Wei, a sword cultivator in the Yupu realm, he mysteriously disappeared together with his Taoist companion on the battlefield.

When this person was in the golden elixir realm, he was worshiped by the Qi family. Later, when he joined Yupu, he was allowed to open his own house as a rule and married a woman with a famous surname from Yuhu Street.

About fifty years ago, 90-year-old Wang Wei successfully entered the upper five realms.

If Su Yong is said to be a loser, it is understandable, then Wang Wei, who likes drinking and fawning over everyone, is a bit looked down upon.

Youyu asked tentatively: "Then Wang Wei has taken refuge with the wild monster clan?"

The old deaf child said casually: "That's what I said. He secretly went to Xiao Xun and Luo Shan. But I didn't see it with my own eyes, so I can't say what it must be."

Youyu asked: "Master, doesn't it seem that you particularly want to go to Luopo Mountain to make offerings?"

The old deaf boy raised the wine bowl, took a sip of the wine, and answered the question, "This person, as soon as he has the thought of freedom, he will immediately become unfree."

In the past, when he was in charge of the prison at Jianqi Great Wall, the old man felt very at ease. He could always find some entertainment to relieve his boredom. Now that I am out of trouble, it seems that the sky is high and my own level is not low. Instead, I always feel that I am hitting a wall and being too restricted.

The old deaf boy took a big sip of wine, shrugged his shoulders, burped, and said with a smile: "As long as you are happy, don't worry about Master's complaints."

Children celebrate the New Year with great joy, always thinking about new clothes and lucky money. As adults celebrate the New Year, they will inevitably be entangled in extra expenses or debt repayments.

At this moment, a new guest came to the door. He was wearing a green shirt and a long coat, with a sword on his back and a wine flask. He laughed with the master and his disciples from his heart and said: "Fellow Taoist Long Sheng, you are in despair just because you don't want to bend down." Shan, are you just hiding here and drinking?"

The old deaf boy smiled awkwardly. Listen, these words hurt my feelings.

Youyu looked excited. The man stretched out his hand and pressed a few times to make Youyu sit. He looked up at the "Nothing" sign on the wall of the wine shop, smiled, sat next to Youyu, and waited for him to take the book. The old deaf boy had already raised his buttocks and stretched out his hand to fill the wine bowl belonging to Youyu, and hurriedly filled the bowl of wine for Lord Yin Guan.

Chen Pingan picked up the bowl, bumped it lightly with the old deaf boy's wine bowl, took another sip of wine, and asked the price. He learned that a pot of Xili wine cost three snow coins, and said with a smile: "It's obvious that the pig was killed." Is it over?"

There was no need to greet customers in the shop for the time being. The young waiter stood next to the proprietress. He was unhappy when he heard these words, but the woman patted his arm gently to signal him not to be impulsive.

She was full of energy, staring at the slender man who was about thirty years old. A pair of long autumn eyes seemed to have golden threads flowing, and the vision was extremely subtle, just like a dragon swimming in the big lake. She obviously used a hidden gaze. Supernatural powers. Although she couldn't see clearly the other person's cultivation base, she knew that the wine tables near the door had more origins than the other, especially the swordsman in blue, who had the most impressive appearance. At least, it was certain that this person had an official status in the mountain. Not small. Compared with the kind of people in the blue sarong of the Yamashita Dynasty who are destined to be either prime ministers or bachelors, they have several more green, purple, and red Tao Qi. Unfortunately, she is not very advanced in the Qi Tao practice, so she can only look at one. An abstract general scene, but unable to identify the depth of those Tao Qi. If the head master were here in person, he might be able to see more of the secrets.

The old deaf child asked in his heart: "Master Yin Guan, do you need me to remind her that she has violated the taboo on the mountain?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No need."

The old deaf boy asked in confusion: "Why doesn't Yin Guan stay with Ning Yatou?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "If you don't say this, I will return to Aquarius Continent soon."

Unexpectedly, the woman actually carried a bottle of wine, walked around the counter, took the initiative to get close to her, and stood by the table, "Can I have a seat?"

The old deaf child glanced at Chen Pingan, who turned a blind eye to this, and turned a deaf ear to her. The old deaf child could only wave his hands and said: "It's inconvenient, shopkeeper."

She looked calm and did not leave. Instead, she began to introduce herself: "My surname is Wei Ming Yudian. I come from Qujiang Shangsi Sword Sect and was born in the Partridge Palace. I signed up for the number master sect because I was worried that the three distinguished guests would suspect whether I had any intentions. Unpredictable."

As soon as these words came out, whispers suddenly broke out in the shop. Obviously he is no stranger to the "Shangsi Sword Sect".

The young man raised his eyebrows, looking quite pleased with himself.

Following the master's anonymity here and opening a shop to sell drinks, the young man has long been feeling cowardly. Today I can finally show my name as a master openly and openly.

The old deaf boy said nothing.

Youyu has long been resentful of this shop, and even pretends to be deaf and dumb.

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked: "Forgive me for being ignorant, may I ask where my friend is from?"

Youyu suppressed laughter.

The female cultivator who called herself Wei Yudian looked slightly sluggish, but she still had a good face and explained in a good tone: "It is located in Liuxia Continent, and is a close neighbor of Tianyu Cave Heaven for thousands of years."

She really didn't believe that this person had never heard of her own Qujiang Shangsi Sword Sect. Although the other person was deliberately pretending to be stupid, she would not become angry.

The leaders on the mountain in Liuxia Continent mainly have one visible figure and one hidden figure. The former is Jinghao from the Ascension Realm of Qinggong Mountain, and the latter is the couple from Tianyu Cave.

The Shangsi Sword Sect is not comparable to these two mountain forces and is considered a first-rate sect in Liuxia Continent, otherwise she would not have deliberately said the term "family friend".

The Taoist tradition of Shangsi Sword Sect mainly includes three branches: Lishan, Chunfu and Qingyang. Partridge Palace is the core of the Chunfu branch.

The previous palace mistress of the Partridge Palace, Hua Furong, was the founder and first head of the Shangsi Sword Sect. She was a great swordsman renowned in several continents and had passed down three sword veins. It is said that after practicing Taoism for three thousand years, he became tired of the world and became an immortal, and then dissipated into water.

Hua Furong is Wei Yudian's mentor. Wang Hujing, the contemporary head of the Shangsi Sword Sect, is a Jade Pu Realm swordsman. In terms of seniority, he still needs to call Wei Yudian his uncle.

Our ancestors were rich and our family had a strong financial background. Now our family has never been in decline. There is no sign of decline. It is just that its power is not as strong as when it was at its peak. Such a sect in the mountains will have smooth sailing wherever it goes.

And people like Wei Yudian are at least well-known on this street now.

Her family is a wealthy and ancient existence at the foot of Liuxiazhou Mountain. They belong to a powerful Taoist family. They have built an ancestral altar where they can confer and add urns. It was once the talisman promotion altar for various Taoist sects in Yizhou and the Wei family altar. It is said to have twelve kinds of urns and twenty-four kinds of talismans, which is relatively rare in the world. In addition, the Wei family also has a commendable "tradition". Most of the women are beauties who have conquered the country. In almost every generation, there are several women who are either queens of a certain country or queen mothers of a certain dynasty.

And her personal disciple Wang Ke was the young boy who had a close connection with the immortal family. When he was born, a green paulownia tree suddenly grew in front of his door, and there were immortals and ghosts singing songs from it.

The reason for this trip down the mountain was because the master, who was proficient in fortune telling, had figured out that the young man would have an opportunity here.

Sure enough, Wang Ke saw a ray of light at night at the site of the Mirage that had been dug up for a long time, and finally the young man got a dagger.

As for the cook who was called Bronze Camel by her, he became an old thing among the thorn bushes and became the guardian of the Shangsi Sword Sect.

Youyu asked in her heart: "Master, have you heard of this Shangsi Sword Sect?"

The old deaf child thought for a while, "A long time ago, there seemed to be a little girl who came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to practice for decades. She had good qualifications. She didn't have a teacher, she only had family education. She got her pills here. , while refining swords at the top of the city, I also got the inheritance of one or two ancient sword veins. The little girl was not a good drinker, and she liked to curse people when she drank. She had a good relationship with Xiao Xun, and they often acted naughty together. Later, the little girl After joining the Nascent Soul, she became a tiger. She was gearing up all day long, thinking only about killing a Jade Pu Realm monster monk. However, for some reason, she was driven home by the boss Sword Immortal. When I heard that she was returning to her hometown, I was very worried. Soon she established the Shanshan sect, and I guess she was the founder of the Shangsi Sword sect. After that, intermittently, disciples and disciples came here to practice killing monsters, mostly women. The last group of disciples seemed to have no sword cultivation. This is normal, Haoran Tianxia over there , Sword cultivators are expensive, and I don’t dare to throw it away casually here at the Great Wall of Sword Qi.”

Youyu nodded and said, "It sounds like it's an immortal mansion with a good reputation."

He looked at the fake "Nothing" sign on the wall again and found it a little more pleasing to his eye.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Senior Long Sheng?"

The old deaf boy had no choice but to stretch out his hand and say, "Fellow Daoist Wei, it's a pleasure to meet you. We, the master and the disciple, have long admired your sect. Let's sit down and chat."

Wei Yudian first asked his disciples to hang up a closed wooden sign.

As soon as they heard that she was the owner of the Partridge Palace of the Shangsi Sword Sect, half of the guests in the wine shop started to toast to her, and Wei Yudian had no choice but to greet them politely.

The old deaf man smiled and watched her finish her work. When she sat down again, he got straight to the point and asked, "What do you want to talk to us about, Fellow Daoist Wei?"

Wei Yudian said: "Let me take the liberty of asking first, will the three distinguished guests continue to go south or go back?"

The old deaf boy said: "No surprise, we are going to Haoran."

Wei Yudian smiled and said: "Then let me tell you the truth. Without beating around the bush, can you invite fellow Taoists to our Shangsi Sword Sect as a guest?"

The old deaf boy waved his hand and said: "I have already agreed to the invitation of this...fellow Taoist Chen to be a worshipper."

Wei Yudian suddenly understood, turned around and asked: "May I ask Daoyou Chen where is the fairyland?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "A small place, Aquarius Island."

Wei Yudian praised: "Although Dongbaopingzhou is a small place, there are countless strange people and strangers."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "That's why I need to invite Senior Long Sheng to my house on the hilltop to hold a meeting. I also hope that Wei Daoyou, a gentleman, will not take advantage of others, and don't cut off half-way things."

Wei Yudian raised the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp, "How dare you."

The old deaf man had actually seen the fatigue of the young official, and he really couldn't imagine who could let him be so seriously injured now. At the Jianqi Great Wall, Old Deaf'er adheres to the principle of doing less than doing more, and has always behaved indifferently. Therefore, until now, he has not asked the reason for this matter. Old Deaf'er took the initiative to bring up the wine bowl and said, "I represent Daoyou Chen Have a drink.”

Wei Yudian drank another bowl of wine and said with a wry smile: "Unlike our Liuxia Island, the grass does not grow under the pines and cypresses."

Chen Pingan smiled and seemed not to understand what she meant.

The old deaf child was a little surprised. She had just drank half a kilogram of wine, and then she started uttering the truth after drinking?

Wei Yudian squeezed out a smile and said, "My master used to often say that to refine a sword, you have to cross the Hanging Mountain; to learn from immortals, you need to learn from heavenly immortals; both swordsmanship and immortal techniques must be directed towards the great road."

The old deaf child echoed: "Informed."

Look at each other with Mr. Yin Guan.

When we get to Luopo Mountain in the future, we won’t need this kind of wine table entertainment every day, right?

Of course not, Luo Luo Mountain is very clean, just in case you don’t think it’s lively enough.

Wei Yudian looked at the loess street outside the door and heard her sigh for no reason, "The wind and clouds are meeting, wars are breaking out, vertical and horizontal fights are going on, dragons and snakes are rising, and all the people are flying."

The old deaf child looked at Chen Ping'an again, what kind of medicine was she selling in this gourd? After all, he is a Yuanying realm sword cultivator who comes from a sect. How can he be so heartfelt to the three of us?

She smoothed her hair on her temples, and the breeze blew her noodles and wine away.

In the sea of ​​right and wrong, it is difficult to travel straight.

The family's internal and external troubles, and the sect's immediate and distant worries made her, who had always been clear-minded, feel that her future was bleak.

What's more, Wei Yudian also received a secret letter personally written by the leader, and someone was already on his way here.

She is a Nascent Soul, but not a sword cultivator. How can she get rid of the entanglement of a Jade Purity Sword Immortal who, on the surface, still holds great righteousness and principles?

"To be honest, the master calculated a prophecy for my disciple Wang Ke, which has a total of eighteen words. I couldn't figure it out when I came down from the mountain, but now it has come true."

Wei Yudian stretched out his hand and asked Wang Ke to come over and sit with him. He spoke to everyone in his heart: "The Purple Book is passed down in the Mirage Tower. Carefully carry the dagger. Kill first and then seal the title."

Chen Pingan held his hands in his sleeves, half asleep and half awake, as if he was taking a nap with his eyes squinted.

Wei Yudian said: "Before this, my disciple also got an opportunity. Wang Ke, don't have any scruples and deliberately conceal this matter. Tell the truth yourself and the three seniors."

Wang Ke was obviously a little reluctant, but since it was the master who had spoken, he had no choice but to take out a rusty bronze dagger from his sleeve, "I got this by accident in an abandoned Taoist temple called Zhangrenguan. A dagger, the exact year and month of which cannot be ascertained, is engraved with two seal characters, namely Zhao and Xu."

Chen Ping'an raised his eyes and explained with a smile: "If I am not mistaken, Zhao is the country's surname, and Xu is the people's surname."

The Zhao dagger in the sleeve was bought from Mrs. Xu.

The young man was doubtful.

It's as gloomy as falling clouds and mist, but it's not like all the Taoist cultivators in the world are so sincere and heartfelt words to everyone, right?

The old deaf child could only ask in his heart: "Master Yin Guan, you are well-informed and can you tell me something? If she keeps digging her heart out like this, she will almost think of me as an ancestor. I'm so stupid."

Chen Pingan said slowly: "It is said that a new sect has arisen in a certain dynasty next door to Wei Yudian's family. It is aggressive and wants to compete with the Si Jian Sect for the nominal third throne of Liuxia Continent."

"This rising star, who was founded less than a century ago, has a good relationship with Qinggong Mountain and Tianyu Cave Heaven. The young sect leader has a complicated relationship with the Wei family, which puts great pressure on the Shangsi Sword Sect."

"It is estimated that she saw that her predecessors had deep moral qi, so she became ill and sought medical treatment in a hurry. She wanted to find external help. It would be best if she was related to the Great Wall of Sword Qi so that the other party would not dare to act rashly."

"There is a position of etiquette officer in her sect, named Guanzhe. During every celebration, there are one or two people from the three paths of Lishan, Qingyang and Chunfu. They must be middle five sword cultivators to hold the position. One of them , was born in a noble family in Tianhuang, and was close friends with the young master of Tianyudong Tianshu. For some reason, he was the youngest champion in the history of Shangsi Sword Sect, and this person who had high hopes was given up by the Zushitang. He was removed from the genealogy and expelled from the country."

"I guess her boss not only helped Wang Ke with his fortune-telling, but also helped her with her fortune-telling. By coming here, she can escape from marriage and take refuge at the same time."

"For example, if we calculated it early, she might meet an expert like Senior Long Sheng here, a secretive old swordsman."

The old deaf man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he ignored the old swordsman and the swordsman, "Escape from marriage? In addition to the hatred of the country and the resentment of the masters, is there a story about makeup and powder?"

Chen Pingan stopped talking and didn't want to talk about this. I met the old deaf man, chatted a few words, and waited to return to the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom on time.

Of course, the old deaf boy didn't covet the beauty of Wei Yudian. At his age and state, he couldn't get enough of the beauty in the world.

What's more, Gantang has been practicing Taoism all his life, and he has a very indifferent view of male love and female love, which is not a good thing.

As for Wei Yudian's clumsy trick, the old deaf boy saw through it at a glance. Her appearance was indeed worthy of the title of "Qingcheng", and her figure was even better. She was so skinny in the areas where she should be thin, but she was so fat in the areas where she should be that she still trembled despite the looseness of her robe. Trembling. It is obviously the beauty of hibiscus growing out of clear water, but it has all kinds of charming charm.

Wei Yudian looked at the middle-aged man with a strong official aura, and said bravely: "I would like to ask the name of the Sword Immortal's Immortal Mansion."

However, she only saw the swordsman in green clothes closing his eyes and concentrating. It was obvious that he did not want to wade into troubled waters and did not want to get involved in her personal grudges.

But the reason why she acted so brazenly was because she grasped a life-saving straw, because in the leader's hexagram, there is a sentence: "Stop when encountering a dragon, and you will be happy when you are young."

No matter how thick-skinned Wei Yudian was, he couldn't hold him back by force. After thinking about it, he had to put aside his thoughts temporarily, said goodbye, and walked back to the counter with his apprentice.

The old deaf boy shook his sleeves, counted his fingers in his head, and made up a hexagram on the spur of the moment.

If God does not favor beauty, beauties will have a bad fate. Therefore, the people of Qingcheng are now unavailable.

But even though the old deaf boy was in the Sword Qi Great Wall and no one took him seriously, he was actually quite knowledgeable and talented. After all, in that prison, he had to find something to do to spend his time.

The conversation in the wine shop was noisy and people were drunk. It was inevitable that they would mention the battle at the top of the city. Some people were wondering why the old swordsman only handed over a sword when he was so skilled in swordsmanship. Some people asked about Chen Xi's whereabouts, and some admired Qi Tingji and Long Xiang. Some of the sword sects were full of praise for Lin Junbi, a group of swordsmen from outside the summer palace. However, when someone mentioned the last hermit official who was in the limelight, there was a dispute. There were praises and criticisms. The former said that he could What else can I do if I engrave words on the city head? The latter said that the formation of troops at his summer palace was very ordinary and not outstanding...

Youyu lowered his head and squinted his eyes. The hand holding the chopsticks used his thumb to rub his index finger.

Seven or eight tables of drinkers, young qi cultivators from all over the world, all became interested when talking about the young hermit official. They all had their own opinions. Most of the young monks, the men devalued him, while the women mostly praised him. she.

Wei Yudian couldn't stand listening anymore and couldn't help but defend the young hermit official who was far away: "Everyone, it is easy to talk about the faults of the ancients after the ancients. It is difficult to do the things of the ancients in the position of the ancients. . This is the truth. Not everything is clear to bystanders. If nothing else is said, just that he was able to invite the old swordsman Qi, Xingguan Haosu and the others rushed to Tuoyue Mountain together, which shows that the boss swordsman chose him in the early years. As a hidden official, he chose the right person."

The old deaf boy didn't pay much attention to these discussions. He looked at the sleepy Chen Ping'an and said in his heart: "Lord Yin Guan?"

Chen Pingan opened his eyes and asked doubtfully: "Huh?"

The old deaf child said cautiously: "Did you have a quarrel with Ning Yao?"

It stands to reason that Chen Ping'an had never complained about anything he suffered in prison earlier. There was no reason for him to return to Haoran's world now, and everything was peaceful. He had two sects, and now he was here to help and became a registered worshiper. Let's just say it's more powerful than a tiger. Let's just say that in Aquarius Continent, who dares to compete with Luo Luo Shan? Even though Chen Ping'an looked seriously injured at the moment, he shouldn't be so depressed. After much deliberation, the thing that could make Chen Pingan so depressed must be Ning Yao.

Is it any wonder that when Ning Yao showed up at Shiwandashan, Chen Pingan came right after him?

Dare one run and the other chase? The young couple is having a conflict and is angry?

Chen Pingan rubbed his forehead, this is nothing.

The old deaf boy smiled and said: "That's right, I must have misunderstood. How dare you quarrel with Ning Yao."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "Thank you for your understanding."

The old deaf child became more and more curious, "What's going on?"

Chen Pingan laughed angrily and said, "I just had a fight and took a nap when I was sleepy. Do I still need to report and explain to you?"

The old deaf boy stopped talking and was so angry that he probably had a quarrel with Ning Yao.

Could it be that Ning Yao came to Haoran quietly this time and accidentally bumped into Chen Ping'an and did something shady?

Chen Pingan didn't care about the old deaf boy's guessing, so he cheered up and started chatting with Youyu.

Youyu's face was flushed and she was very reserved.

On the street, a noble man in white clothes and bare feet appeared, with disheveled hair, loose clothes and long sleeves, and a long sword on his waist.

Keenly aware of the fierce and abnormal aura of the Sword Immortal outside, Wei Yudian's face instantly turned pale and colorless inside the shop.

The rest of the drinkers were not sophisticated enough and had not yet sensed the grand visit of the young Sword Immortal, the young sect master of Liuxia Continent.

The free and uninhibited noble son walked forward slowly and said with a smile from his heart: "It is only natural to pay back debts. Wei Yudian, where can you escape? I owe you a hundred years, and I have to charge you an interest first. It's better to hit him another day." Sun, the sky is high and the land is vast, you and I are not as good as Yehe? Don’t worry, with my sword skills, I can isolate the world and the world at my fingertips. We can see people walking outside, but you don’t have to worry about the spring light leaking out."

There was a girl in a mink hat with rosy cheeks, strutting from the other end of the street to the liquor store. She stared at the poor guy who had a brain problem with wide eyes.

Absolutely no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, should not say such a thing at this time.

Otherwise, in broad daylight, acting so casually...it would actually be nothing.

The young swordsman narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Huh? Do you recognize me? Otherwise, you can't be able to hear my heart, right?"

The girl in the mink hat didn't know whether she was pretending to be stupid or was scared, so she ran quickly into the wine shop.

The young swordsman came to her side in one step and stretched out his hand to hold down the mink hat on her head.

The girl muttered, "Mani mani, don't touch me!"

She gave a random slap.

The famous swordsman in the continent instantly "turned into a rainbow and traveled far away". With a bang, he fell heavily on the distant city wall. His body became limp, slipped to the ground, and passed out.

Wei Yudian took a deep breath, passed by the girl in the mink hat, and came to the door of the wine shop. She raised her eyes and looked around like falling clouds.

Where are people?

Xie Gou laughed and said, "The mountain master is here too, what a coincidence. I was in retreat earlier, so please forgive me, the mountain master."

The old deaf boy stood up quickly.

The person in front of me is Bai Jing!

That swordsman Bai Jing who liked to take names from others in ancient times!

Xie Gou patted Gan Tang **** the shoulder and said in an old-fashioned way: "From now on when you go to the mountain, you should keep a low profile and work honestly. By the way, you will be the general worshiper, and I will be the secondary worshiper."

Every time the girl in the mink hat reached out to pat him, the old deaf boy tilted his shoulders and forced a smile.

Chen Ping'an counted the time. It was almost time to return to Aquarius Continent. He stood up and looked up at the wooden signs on the wall.

The mountain master was like this. As soon as he sat down, Xie Gou and the old deaf boy had no choice but to get up and glance at the men in the room.

Youyu nodded and smiled in greeting with a male swordsman, because this man was the only man who spoke well of Yin Guan from beginning to end.

The latter didn't know what was going on, but he still smiled back. Then he saw the man in green shirt who was vaguely the leader, carrying a sword, and asked with a smile: "Looking at the accent, is he from Luzhou in Beiju?"

The Beiju Luzhou sword cultivator who was sharing the table with others for a drink nodded and said, "Shanze Yexiu, this is my first time here."

The blue-shirted swordsman smiled gently, "Then can I buy you a drink? Help you settle the bill?"

The man smiled generously and said, "This is so kind."

The opponent bowed his hands to say goodbye, and the swordsman had no choice but to stand up and return the salute with cupped fists.

A chance encounter, no need to ask each other's names.

The swordsman in green shirt turned and left, took out a few snow coins and placed them on the counter.

He crossed the threshold first and left the liquor store.

The girl in the mink hat clasped the back of her head with both hands, swaying her shoulders and followed closely.

The old man put his hands behind his back, lowered his head and bent his waist to follow. The young swordsman repairs the queen.

The drinkers in the wine shop did not take that group of people seriously.

One immortal, two ascendants, and one golden elixir. Just four sword cultivators.

The sword cultivator who drank for no reason suddenly asked: "What do you think?"

The man at the door stopped and turned around, thinking for a moment, "We can borrow that principle from Shopkeeper Wei."

Pause for a moment.

The man said: "It is easy to judge my faults after me. But it is difficult to do my things in my position."

There was silence in the wine shop at first, and then bursts of laughter, with some people sneering.

Someone said in amusement: "Who do you think you are?"

The man smiled and said: "I am Chen Pingan."