Chapter 1246 Twenty People and Candidates (4)

Chen Ping'an was going to visit the capital city of Yunyan State. He first sent a letter from Feijian to Zhongqiu, briefly describing the process and results of his meeting with Qingyang and others, and asked Zhongqiu to send a message to the temporarily formed city. In the Patriarch Hall, it was said that Mi Da Sword Immortal personally took action, but unfortunately he only caught two accomplices, and the main master, the Talisman monk, escaped. However, this wild monster tribe must have been unable to disrupt the situation. Dozens of people from dozens of countries along the Dadu coast Excavation work in Dadu can be resumed with confidence.

The fierce-looking man with a blank face and his mistress, not knowing what they were thinking, made a plan and left the deserted temple in a hurry. They met Chen Ping'an at the foot of the mountain and said that the couple were willing to become the immortal master. In front of the saddle, behind the horse, as a slave and a maid. Chen Pingan burst into laughter and said that he was used to traveling alone and did not like being served by others. You have found the wrong person. It is better to find another supporter. Probably because they saw this immortal master who turned three demonic men and women into ashes while talking and laughing, they became more friendly. They became more determined and bowed down on the mountain road. One howled dryly, and the other pear blossoms brought rain, telling the story of these years. It was so hard and painful, but when they looked up, there was no trace of the scholar, but they still refused to give up. Finally, at dawn, they saw the immortal master who was cooking on the stove in an abandoned post station. The man's name was Fan Tong, and the female ghost's name was Xie Sanniang. They asked the immortal master if he disliked their lowly origins and dirty pasts. Chen Pingan didn't say anything, just invited them to have a simple breakfast. Xie Sanniang had a sharp eye and was diligent in helping clear the dishes. Chen Pingan didn't stop him. He just joked, "Don't you count the numbers yourself? Who?" I dare to take you with me. Who has seen our team and not misunderstood that we are ruthless people who rob homes and homes? The woman is self-aware and smiles in all her glory, while the man is so worried that he scratches his head. Speaking from conscience, this is indeed the truth. It's just that he was born with this look. Even when he was studying in school since he was a child, his master didn't dare to touch his palm.

Chen Pingan asked them a question, if they had killed you as soon as they met in that deserted temple, who would you blame?

The woman speaks in a more official tone, but the man is more honest. Does he say it with a complaining face?

It seemed that there was no definite answer. Next, the immortal master just asked them about the current situation under the mountain in the surrounding countries. Naturally, the two of them knew everything they knew. Before leaving, Chen Ping'an said that he was going to the capital of Yunyan Kingdom. If you are willing to follow, you can follow. The two's eyes lit up and they happened to be on the way. They swore that they would only follow the immortal master from a distance and would never let anyone misunderstand that the three of them were the same person. Man.

Xie Sanniang had already changed from her package into a dress that could wrap her figure more tightly. The man privately reminded the woman that it was true that the immortal master had magical powers and profound spiritual knowledge. You should not put a hat on me. The female ghost who takes the path of picking up yang and replenishing yin is laughing so hard. She said that she was so beautiful that she could not catch the eyes of the gods on the mountain. At this point, the man's face turned gloomy, and the female ghost who once worked as a foot warmer and beauty bowl for a mountain fairy also felt a little secretly sad. The man sighed, felt guilty, and patted the back of her hand. The female ghost smiled sweetly, grabbed his palm with her backhand, and scratched it. The man's heart immediately became excited, and his eyes came alive, and he looked at the woman's bulging breasts. Touch it.

Chen Ping'an, who was walking in front, coughed slightly, and the two behind him restrained themselves.

Fan Tong is a martial artist in the fourth realm, and he is not considered a good player in the world. After all, only the fifth and sixth realms have the reputation of being a little master. This is the only reason why Fan Tong is so homeless.

Xie Sanniang is a ghost in the Liujin Realm, and the man around her is full of yang energy. As long as she does enough homework at night, she can walk without any problems during the day. As long as she doesn't get close to the City God's Temple, there will be no problem.

The man gathered his voice and whispered: "Sanniang, why do you think he changed his mind and allowed us to follow him?"

The female ghost laughed from the bottom of her heart and said: "It's profitable after all. Otherwise, what's the point of bringing two oil bottles? Is it fun?"

"If you have a chance, go to the ferry and buy some outdated Shanshui Di newspapers to see if there is any news about 'Chen Pingan'."

"He who listens to the wind is like rain. What are you thinking? A big shot like that whose name can be written in Shanshui Di newspaper, can we really meet him? Besides, he is who he says he is?"

"I think the man and two women in the temple were a tough opponent. Picking one out at random would be more than enough to deal with both of us. Since this Master Chen can easily defeat them, I'm sure he is a legendary continental master. Fairy."

Chen Pingan also let them "whisper".

The bird in the cage wants to create a small world with the right time, right place, and perfect people. I and the others are short-term and temporary workers. For now, they are still working on static animals.

Regarding the "backgrounds" of various characters, this is just the beginning. As the old saying goes, one person can feed all kinds of people, and to describe all kinds of things in the world, one must have at least one hundred people and one hundred kinds of life.

Like that beauty, infinite face, each needs his own good.

At present, there are only about fifty figures in total such as Xiahou Zan who can be used as typical paradigms. As I told Yu Shiwu before, the people and things Chen Ping'an imagined alone are often too reasonable and have flaws in the ointment. So as a reward, during the break, Chen Ping'an would let the couple choose some old stories they could talk about, whether they were heroic words or trivial things, they could talk about anything. After all, when it comes to searching and collecting other people's memories, Chen Ping'an can easily deal with Xiao Xing and Xian Zao without any psychological barriers. However, if he uses this method against Fan Tong and others, he really can't get past his heart.

One day, when there are a hundred or so key figures in Xinxiang Tiandi, all the scenery, buildings, and objects in the caged bird can be connected in series.

For example, if weeping poplars tie horses, dense torches are burning, willow branches in the moon, flower shadows swaying in the courtyard, etc., they are all frozen paintings, then with a person, they will be like a fish in water, and they will become lively. And it will definitely become more and more difficult to collect these manuscript characters. When Chen Pingan's real body returns to Fuyaolu Dojo, one of Chen Pingan's next important tasks is to calculate the statistics of a hypothetical octogenarian who will see hundreds of thousands or millions of different scenes in his lifetime. , how much will you remember again.

So Chen Ping'an sent another secret letter to Qing Tong, and agreed on a meeting place in the letter.

A sycamore leaf is an illusory world. Qing Tong still has a lot of these sycamore leaves on hand. If he is determined not to sell them, he can borrow them. It's not like he won't pay, and he can negotiate interest.

There is no Xianjia ferry in the surrounding area, so people from all over the world are flocking to Yulin Ferry.

It can be seen that after these years of recuperation, Tongyezhou has undergone great changes, and the market has revived. It may be too early to say that the world is peaceful, but there is no doubt that the chaotic world has become less.

Along the way, there are short pavilions with willow trees and long ones. Occasionally, there are well-dressed women and green girls who are going out for an outing, standing gracefully among them. In the countryside and villages, chickens crow and dogs bark, and smoke curls from cooking stoves.

During this period, Chen Ping'an received a reply from Master Zhong, saying that at least half of the members in the ancestral hall were skeptical about the matter. Therefore, after receiving the news, many small countries braved the courage to desecrate it again. .

It is not difficult to understand that Mi Yu was the one who pursued Qingyang most diligently before. Now that Zhong Qiu has given the result of killing two and escaping, the members of the Zushi Hall do not doubt that the killing power of Mi Dajianxian is not high enough, but they cannot trust Mi Yu. There is such good luck.

Could it be that Huang Ting, who is in a lower realm but has deep blessings, would be more able to convince the public?

However, Zhong Qiu also said with a smile in the letter that as long as the mountain master shows up once at Yulindu, all the doubts of all the forces will be eliminated.

Probably because of the shadow of the famous tree, Yin Guan personally came to Tongyezhou to kill the demon, which was indeed more of a reassurance.

Stopping on a mountain plank road that day, Fan Tong finally couldn't help but wonder: "Master Chen Xian, do those trivial things we are talking about sound interesting?"

The woman was also very curious about this and pricked up her ears, wanting to know the answer.

Chen Ping'an said casually: "Scholars like to write literary notes, recording what they have seen and heard about the landscape, anecdotes about the government and the public, as well as secrets about the palace, inside stories of the officialdom, and so on. In addition, there must be some daffodils, mountain ghosts, foxes, flower demons, and plant and tree spirits. No. It must record major events, trivial matters are also acceptable.”

Chen Ping'an never expected that just such a casual joke would make the couple excited as soon as they heard it. It was as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood. The two people who originally felt that they had exhausted the story suddenly became enlightened. , after confirming that she could talk about anything, the woman even took out a pen and paper, and helped the man count the years together. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. She muttered first, put pen to paper, and waited until several pages were filled. Then he went to Master Chen Xian and became a storyteller.

While Chen Pingan was recording, he jokingly asked them why they became so full of ideas.

She smoothed her hair on her temples and said that it would be a wonderful thing to have her own name and story in a book.

He clenched his hands into fists, his eyes sparkling, and said that he had never dreamed in his life that he would be able to become a person named in the book.

I see.

Hanzi began to dislike his name as it sounded ugly and he had been laughed at since he was a child. He asked Master Chen if he wanted to change it.

Master Chen Xian said no, this name is not popular outside the book, but it is good in the book because it is easy for readers to remember it at a glance.

In the mountain villa of an old luxury home, there are ruins and overgrown weeds. It suddenly rained, so they took shelter here. When the rain stopped, the water in the pond gathered again and formed a nest of mercury.

From time to time, the couple would quietly walk away, spending a quarter of an hour or two each time. When they came back, their faces were full of red and their faces were glowing.

Chen Ping'an moved a chair under the eaves and sat under the eaves. Behind the old house was a large five-couplet bookstore with thousands of books. There were many bookcases inside, which were collapsed and crooked. The books were scattered on the ground, and they were all moth-eaten and moldy. The paintings hanging on the walls in the past were , all fell to the ground, and the canals were broken. Many years ago, there might have been an old man here who was full of poems and books. They were arranged vertically and horizontally like a wall. The paintings hanging on the wall changed according to the four seasons and the flowering period. Whenever a visitor came to the house, I don’t know. When the master is there, he needs to shout his name loudly. The master stoops and walks out after hearing the sound...

Sitting on the Grand Master's chair, Chen Ping'an began to look through the trophies captured in the Battle of the Desolate Temple. The sword cultivator Daukou had something very close to him, a six-sided jade sword. Immortal Algae only has one square-inch object, which is an ancient mirror with a special shape that even Chen Ping'an has never seen before. However, in terms of the wealth inside, the latter is more substantial. There are more than two hundred immortal coins alone. Guyu money, and two magic weapons.

On the other hand, over at Cardamom, there were only a few scattered old-fashioned items that were discarded and were not of high quality. This is consistent with her background as a wild cultivator.

Sword cultivators are indeed poor.

Putting the two things back into his sleeves, he had to wait for the couple to beat the drum and retreat before they could go on their way. After being idle, Chen Ping'an returned to the house and helped to re-erect those rickety cabinets. It could be seen that the old The owner is a real scholar, and the books he collects do not value editions. Most of the books have book seals, eyebrow markings, and inscriptions and postscripts. They are really reading, not "reading" "good books."

The couple went to the secluded backyard again today, and when they came back, they saw a woman in a green robe with a stunning color. Xie Sanniang felt a little ashamed of herself.

The green-robed woman and Chen Xianshi were sitting side by side under the eaves. Seeing such a fairy-like figure, how could the man dare to have any evil thoughts? He only felt that Chen Xianshi was walking in the market with her, which inevitably made people guess that the man must be very rich. Bar.

The visitor was none other than Qing Tong, who had come from the capital city of Yunyan State. In fact, he was still hundreds of miles away from the location agreed on in the letter, but Qing Tong couldn't stay idle. Although Chen Pingan deliberately restrained his Taoism, he did not cover up his whereabouts at all. Meaning, after all, Qing Tong is an Ascended Realm, and he can use the method of palming mountains and rivers. Naturally, he can tell at a glance from a distance, but he still waited until Chen Pingan took shelter here before he decided to show up in advance. As for why Chen Pingan had the pair with him. It is easy for men and women to be stirred up by thunder from the sky and fire from the earth. Qing Tong is not curious about this. I have to admit that those two people are of low level and can be ignored. They have quite a lot of tricks in bed. It can be said that when you meet an opponent, you will meet a good talent.

Seeing that Xiao Mo with the yellow hat and blue shoes was not with Chen Ping'an earlier, Qing Tong couldn't help but feel a little relaxed.

The young Taoist is probably half a family member and knows more about the inside story, so he was quite unhappy when he heard about this. You, Master Chen, are upright and upright, and you cannot live up to your reputation, so give it to me.

When the outside world knows that it was me, Taoist Master, who took action personally, how can they suspect anything?

Since the old blind man and Li Huai are no longer around, the young Taoist seems to be greatly swollen now.

For a small country like Yunyan Country, which is in the palm of your hand, no matter how big the capital city is, there are three people in the Ascension Realm in such a small place.

Yangzhi, whose pseudonym was Jingxing, became a tribute to the Daquan Yao family. A young Taoist who is good at moving mountains and refining mountains, this ascension realm, after leaving the Hundred Thousand Mountains, seems to have begun to prosper and achieve great fortune. In addition, Feng Xuetao, whose Taoist name is Qingmi, is now implicated by Jiang Shangzhen, and his reputation in Tongyezhou is considered bad. He is unwilling to go to Yugui Sect or Yunku Blessed Land, so he can replace that Taoist priest. Zhang Fenggu of Lao Xiang stayed here in Yunyan Kingdom, making offerings.

Zhang Fenggu is the highest-ranking and oldest patriarch of the Yugui Sect today, and is Xun Yuan's junior brother. Whether it is Jiang Shangzhen or Wei Ying, the two sect masters one after another can be said to have grown up under the watch of the old man.

Someone has to help Yu Guizong keep an eye on this place and be responsible for specific affairs at the same time. Yu Guizong does not dare to use an Ascended Realm person to worship him, so Jiang Heng, the young master of Yunku Blessed Land, needs to be stationed in the capital. His father could talk freely with this senior Qingmi, but Jiang Heng did not dare to show any slightness. After all, he was an ascended person with profound Taoism.

Du Mao, who had been a guest in Tongyezhou decades earlier and was as unruly as the leader of a continent's immortal masters, probably would not have dared to quarrel with a wild cultivator like Feng Xuetao.

However, Qing Tong deliberately ignored Chen Ping'an, who was only a few steps away from Yulindu.

Chen Pingan just pretended not to know.

Qingtong said: "Thank you."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Being convenient for others is also convenient for yourself. There is an old saying in my hometown, do something good that doesn't cost money. Do it if you can, and do it more. It is easy to have good fortune when you are old."

It turns out that in addition to moving away from the central boundary of Tongye Continent, there is actually another good place for the local demon monks in Yizhou to go recently.

It was a sect with the first name that came out of nowhere, named Wutong Mountain, and the sect leader was named Qingyu, and he was an unheard-of Jade Pure Realm monk.

Wutong Mountain announced to the outside world that the sect only accepts Qi practitioners from the "Shanze Zhuoliu" who were born in Shanze Spirit Monster.

Of course, Chen Pingan helped to get the share of the new sect in Tongyezhou.

In fact, according to Qing Tong's qualifications and resume, if he really wanted to send a letter to the Chinese Confucian Temple saying that he wanted to found a sect and become the founder of the sect with the title of Zong, it would be between two choices.

It's just that Qingtong can't wipe out this face, let alone accept the result of being rejected by the Confucian Temple. Therefore, Chen Ping'an, or to be precise, Mao Siye of Liji Academy, became the "ice man who attacked" for a time.

The Zhongtu Confucian Temple allowed Qing Tong to build a new sect, open the door wider, and accept the local demon clan in Tongyezhou.

Help these Shanze monsters who are always worried and miserable to have a place to stay. There are often some shady scandals about the search of mountains by Qi practitioners from various continents. They are obviously hiding from disasters. The genealogical monks have come to light again and rebuilt the dojo, but they have to hide everywhere. There is a lot of resentment. Now Dafu Academy Dealing with various conflicts, I was very busy. Therefore, to a certain extent, Tongyezhou's excavation of large areas, large-scale construction, and clarifying the boundaries of mountains and rivers in various places are invisibly helping Wutong Mountain, driving fish from the abyss, and gathering local monster monks. Therefore, the only highlight of Qingtong's slightly shabby sect founding ceremony was that Chief Cheng Shan of Dafu Academy came to congratulate him in person.

As soon as Cheng Longzhou arrived, the demon qi practitioners who had surrendered to the Wutong Tree were completely relieved. This kind of official article is actually the same up and down the mountain.

Fan Tong and Xie Sanniang were a little at a loss and just stood under the eaves holding their breath and concentrating. No matter how blind they are, no matter how ignorant they are, just talking about Qing Tong's demeanor is enough to shock people.

After spending time together day and night, I became familiar with Master Chen Xian, and I couldn't help but ask a few questions about the realm.

Mr. Chen claims to be an earthly immortal who uses a sword. Previously, he used flying swords to kill the big demon in that deserted temple, but you guys are not good enough and haven't opened your eyes, so you can't see clearly...

Since this woman can sit on an equal footing with Master Chen Xian and talk happily, she must be an unattainable land deity?

Qingtong got straight to the point and said: "You know the purpose of calling me here this time, tell me, I want some phoenix leaves."

Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed and explained: "Don't get me wrong, favors are favors, business is business, let's calculate it separately."

Qing Tong asked: "Then it will be calculated separately?"

If he hadn't owed this favor, Shanzhu Chen, who had long coveted the sycamore leaf, would never have thought of stealing a sycamore leaf from himself.

It is true that those sycamore leaves in his hands are probably not even worthless, but they are Qingtong's favorite, and he uses them to nourish his eyes whenever he has nothing to do.

Just like here, the wealthy and noble families have never tired of opening up villas in the mountains and forests and building urban courtyards. The fairy families on the mountains are also working tirelessly to create vassals down the mountain. So isn't a sycamore leaf in the sky more precious?

Chen Pingan rubbed his chin and said nothing.

In fact, Qing Tong had already planned to forget about the business. It didn't mean much, so he just made up a round number and sent ten sycamore leaves to Chen Ping'an.

At this moment, a dazzling rainbow light fell from the sky and hit the pond with great force, but it was still more than ten feet away from the water, and then it fell like a feather.

The girl in the mink hat said carelessly: "Fellow Taoist Bixiao is right. When Xiaomo is not here, I have to keep an eye on the mountain master. But I can't make a few mistakes during my Xiaomo's retreat, so as not to be criticized. The cooked ducks all flew away."

Xie Gou doesn’t come early or late, but he comes at this time.

Chen Ping'an felt a little confused himself, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't call her over."

The more I talk about it, the more it sounds like there is no three hundred taels of silver here. Not to mention Qing Tong, Chen Pingan almost didn't believe it himself.

Xie Gou asked doubtfully: "Mountain Master, what's the misunderstanding? You're meeting the Mountain Master for the second time, and you still want to be secretive?"

The sycamore tree spirit recognizes it, but is not familiar with it.

I heard Xiao Mo say that now that he is prosperous, he prefers to put on a show because he has been neighbors with the master of Bixiao Cave for thousands of years.

Hearing this Xie Gou was not happy on the spot. Fortunately, Xiao Mo said that they would not know each other without fighting, and the other party had already become a registered worshiper of the Qingping Sword Sect, and was regarded by the mountain owner as the behind-the-scenes protector of the entire lower sect. Xie Gou then said, "I'm really not picky."

Qing Tong failed to recognize the girl in the mink hat with bright blush in front of her.

However, she called fellow Daoist Bixiao and my Xiaomo, and let Qing Tong know the pros and cons.

Those who are old enough can brag and say that they are close friends with so and so, but there are few exceptions. They dare to casually say that they are familiar with the master of Bixiao Cave, and the title is suffixed with the word "fellow Taoist".

Once known to the Master of Bixiao Cave, this kind of person will really become "familiar".

Seeing that Chen Ping'an didn't recognize Xie Gou's identity, he didn't say anything else. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a case of coercion and coercion?

Qing Tong did not dare to stay for a long time, so without saying a word, he took out a wooden box that had been prepared for a long time from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan thanked him, and Qing Tong said he would go to Wutong Mountain to sit down when he had time. Chen Pingan said yes. However, Qingtong did not forget to remind him that the owner of the mountain does not need to identify himself when climbing the mountain.

Chen Pingan was speechless.

Have you ever invited guests to your home like this? Do you really not regard me as an outsider?

When the attentive Qingtong walked far away, instead of shrinking to the mountains and rivers, Xie Gou said depressedly: "What's going on? This guy is annoying me?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I guess Fellow Taoist Qingtong has guessed your identity."

The couple didn't dare to take a breath. Chen Pingan introduced: "I have a small mountain, and she is the second worshiper."

Before the two of them could say a few words, Xie Gou waved his hand and said, "Don't be polite."

Xie Gou suddenly asked with a smile: "Are you two a couple?"

Fan Tong and Xie Sanniang were confused and could only nod.

Xie Gou clasped his hands in his fists and said with a grin: "Let's get married and have a son soon."

As soon as Qing Tong left, another old man in yellow came to join in the fun.

The Tao is profound, and he crosses many mountains in one step. The old man's feet landed on the water, his big sleeves bulged, and he was born with the magical power to divert water. The water in the pond was swept away by the agitation, just like a huge green water flower blooming, just in an instant. It dissipates and returns to the pond. The old man in yellow stepped forward, treading water towards the house. He shook his sleeves and said with a smile, he never expected to meet Shanzhu Chen in a remote place in a remote mountain.

Taoist Nen came here following the rainbow vision here, and wanted to see if there was any chance of becoming famous.

Previously in Yuanyangzhu, I faced off against Haoran's Ascension Realm monks, and it was quite a good feeling to become famous in one battle.

When he arrived, he discovered that it was Chen Pingan, and the young Taoist was greatly disappointed.

Fan Tong couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Master Chen Xian knew so many strange people.

However, the woman was in a strange mood. First, she subdued the demon in the deserted temple, and then the real person appeared one after another, each of her friends on the mountain showed their magical powers. This frail scholar-like Master Chen Xian... a person cannot be judged by his appearance.

Xie Gou stood against the wall and yawned.

The young Taoist asked with a smile: "Master Chen, who is this fellow Taoist?"

Xie Gou said first: "You are the one raised by Taoist friend Zhici..."

Chen Ping'an coughed, and the girl in the mink hat had to change her words: "That wanderer?"

When Yan Zhe said it, it was still the same teaching he had learned from Zheng Juzhong on the other side of the Jianqi Great Wall.

Chen Ping'an really didn't dare to let Xie Gou chat more with Nen Taoist, so he explained in his heart: "The pseudonym is Xie Gou, the Taoist name is Bai Jing. She and Xiao Mo are Taoist lovers."

The young Taoist's face remained as usual, he cupped his fists and said, "It turns out to be Senior Bai Jing."

Xie Gou curled his lips and said nothing.

She was thinking to herself, if she only talked about her face, the old blind man from Shiwandashan must have been really handsome back then.

It's strange to say that in the early years, he had seen the temple before he cut off his eyes a few times, but Xie Gou didn't have the thought to see Xiao Mo.

Chen Ping'an took Taoist Nin and talked about some serious matters. Taoist Nin was very humble and just discussed the matter without mentioning his hard work and achievements. He looked like a benevolent and righteous man who could not stand the compliments of others.

Xie Gou didn't like to hear about these mundane things, so he went into the house to pick out books. When he saw a title that he liked, he threw the books into his sleeves.

Taoist Nen quickly said goodbye and left, directly returning to the capital of Yunyan Kingdom with lingering fears and lingering fears.

Chen Pingan sat back in his chair and opened the wooden box. Inside there were ten extremely precious sycamore leaves.

After this incident, the couple decided to part ways. Fan Tong was a clumsy person, so it was Xie Sanniang who spoke up and found an excuse to resign. Chen Ping'an didn't try to persuade him to stay. He just said to wait a moment and went to the house to get two books. , presented to them respectively, jokingly saying that there is a golden house and a thousand bells in the book.

Is this considered generosity to others? Unexpectedly, this kind of fairy master who looks down on gold and silver is still able to live a good life.

However, this was more or less a polite gesture, and it really flattered Fan Tong and Xie Sanniang.

Although at first I was thinking about joining this immortal master and hoping to be a part of the immortal family, it was great to be able to travel together in the mountains and rivers and get together so easily.

Far away from that mountain forest, Xie Sanniang was no longer as careless as that rough man. She took out the book from her sleeve, her eyes widened in an instant, and then she turned to look at Fan Tong face to face.

The so-called "what's in the book" is true. Each book contains a piece of fairy money. Xie Sanniang is a ghost. After all, she has touched snow money, seen Xiaoshu money, and heard of Guyu money.

Xie Sanniang picked up the fairy coin with trembling fingers and murmured: "The Guyu coin must be the legendary Guyu coin. It's worth a thousand snow coins."

No wonder that during a previous chat, the immortal master would seemingly casually ask the couple how they would live if they had some spare money.

She suddenly stared at the man. Fan Tong took the fairy coin and handed it to her as if he was addicted to it.

Fan Tong had a private chat with the immortal master, and the latter said that Xie Sanniang could die for him at the critical moment of life and death. Fan Tong was of course puzzled. How could he know or be sure about such a thing? Could it be that the immortal master could figure it out? The old immortal master was there at that time and said that he had set up a fortune-telling stall before and that he could indeed read faces.

Fan Tong didn't think it was necessary for the immortal master to deceive him, so he believed it. Since the woman was willing to risk her life for her, there was no reason why she should be reluctant to part with a piece of fairy money.

At this moment, the woman raised her eyebrows and smiled charmingly, and the handsome man knew that new tricks were waiting for him.

In fact, there is a Xiaoshu coin in Hanzi's book. If a man understands it well, he can use it as personal money!

He must be someone who has been short of money when he was at home!

No wonder Master Chen Xian traveled so leisurely and calmly.

On the road outside the mountain, in the direction of the old house in the mountain, the woman who is now accustomed to having a plain face turned to the sky, pulled her skirt and said a blessing, and the man clasped his fists in greeting from a distance.

The hurried yesterday and the slow tomorrow are all confused.

Taking Xie Gou to the border of Yunyan Country, Chen Ping'an walked on a stretch of mountains with five steep peaks like fingers touching the sky. It was a beautiful place with beautiful landscapes and many fairy-style old sites, leaving many ruins in the mountains. There are unbearable traces of palaces, temples and alchemy refining. Unfortunately, the spiritual energy is now thin and mixed with turbid evil spirits, so it is not suitable to reopen the dojo.

The reason why he came here to take a look was because Chen Ping'an found a little divine light shining in the mountain, which flickered brightly and dimly, which was a clear sign that a temple for obscenity had been built.

Chen Ping'an said: "If you feel bored, you can just wander around by yourself."

Xie Gou asked: "We took a detour here to see what the local mountain **** is doing. Is he evil? Then we can decide whether to help him or to close the mountain and ban him."

If this is the case, she is not bored at all, she is gearing up and eager to try.

Chen Pingan gave a strange answer: "I want to see more things."

Xie Gou glanced at the side face of the mountain owner, and after thinking about it, she still didn't ask any more questions.

Later, in the area under the jurisdiction of the local mountain god, he saw a group of young monks who were out for training. Xie Gou pricked up his ears and listened to their chat. He found out that they were from several mountain sects with long-term connections. A dozen of them made an appointment to go to Yunyan Country. In the capital city, there is a temporarily built Shimen property on the Yulin Ferry side where you can rest. Chen Ping'an has never heard of the names of those sects. It can be seen that there is no guardian in this team. The one with the highest level is a red-faced man from the cave realm. He is short and strong, wearing commoners and straw sandals, with piercing eyes. The name is Zhao Tieyan, and there is an iron mace engraved with the Lei Bu talisman on his waist. It is not a magic weapon, but one of the better quality among the spiritual weapons. For a small sect, it is probably a treasure that has been passed down from generation to generation. Sure enough, Chen Ping'an listened to a few more chats next to the remains of a jade well where the immortal master made alchemy in the past. The man was the leader of a sect. He was not very old, but he looked older. The sect he belonged to was a branch of the sect. Now there are only two generations in total, because in the early years, many ancestors, direct descendants, and immortal family members of the main line took refuge in the colorful world with the divine master, hanging statues, and all valuable objects, so this man's palm , it’s easy to take it easy, but looking back at the head brother and the senior sister who is in charge of money, they have been begging Grandma and Grandpa Gao everywhere over the years, going to various countries to beg for help, bringing back some gold and silver like swallows carrying mud. Every time the senior sister returns to the mountain, she complains endlessly, saying There was no way she could survive this day. If the sect wanted to accept another three generations of disciples, she would really have no choice but to engage in the business of selling sex.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, so the head brother asked him to take the opportunity to travel far away to see if there was any way to make quick money and make some friends in the mountains with rich family backgrounds.

As for the disciples of the sect who travel together, they are not well-off. If they were really well-off, they would have taken the Xianjia ferry long ago. They said it was for experience, but in fact they were carrying each other's sedan chairs, striving to be worshiped by the court of that small country, or to be guests in the homes of dignitaries. During their travels, when they heard that there was a haunted house somewhere, where demons were causing trouble, and spirits were harming people, they hurried there.

In order to avoid being robbed by their peers, everyone wants to put up a golden sign of their sect. They are willing to do justice for heaven and are good at subjugating demons. Over time, as long as the reputation is spread, the sect will have a reputation.

It's just that after so many years of continuous mountain searching in Tongyezhou, it's not easy to find a few remnants of the wild monster clan. Especially when the excavation of Dadu broke out, the mountains and rivers in the central part of the continent and the local monster monks did not dare to get into trouble and moved away one after another. Naturally, they wanted to curse the culprits of the Qingping Sword Sect, Yugui Sect, and Daquan Yao Clan. A few sentences, because that foreigner named Chen, he is the head of the Qingping Sword Sect. I heard that this person was an old acquaintance with the empress of the Yao family, so I compiled a story about this couple of the same age. What is the content? , it must be how fragrant and charming it comes from, the bookseller's edition was engraved into a book, the sales volume is not bad, small profits but quick turnover, it has really become a way to make money, some small-scale Yeluzi Xianjia Fukou all sell this, or It was simply given away by some Xianjia Inn who did some shady business.

Chen Ping'an seemed to be waiting for someone, or maybe for something, so he gave Xie Gou a suggestion, "I heard that there is an unowned secret realm in the south of Tongye Continent. You can go there and have a look."

It seems to be the ruins of an ancient golden immortal's private monastery. The palace is like an imperial palace. In ancient times, the places where immortals made elixirs either became immortals and left jade wells, or there were no islands of barren grass.

According to the gossip that has been leaked now, that ruins, both in terms of the content of the inscriptions and the words carved on the cliffs, have a very strong tone.

For example, the stone tablet erected at the mountain gate contains the words "Teaching the king the recipe for immortality, which can refine the soul. Yin and Yang cook the five colors, and water and fire refine the three flowers."

In the ancient times, there were several well-documented real examples of taking pills to ascend. Since ancient times, for more than three thousand years, it seems that no one has accomplished this feat.

Therefore, regarding this rumored relic that there may be a bottle of elixir, the Jade Guizong has already made some moves and regards it as a must-win.

Maybe the only variable is that I heard that Huang Ting from Taipingshan also went there... to try his luck.

As for Cui Dongshan and Qingping Sword Sect, they haven’t given me any news yet.

Xie Gou asked directly: "Does the mountain master have any idea about the ownership of that secret realm?"

Just wandering around, if you want to say that as a second-ranked person, you can make contributions to your family's mountain, Xie Gou doesn't mind making a trip. Anyway, he is acting according to the order, and there are no taboos.

If the mountain owners think they can fight, then they can definitely fight.

The mountain master is still experienced in doing things.

Chen Ping'an smiled and shook his head, "I'm just afraid that you'll be bored here, so I'll let you go out and relax. It has been proven on the mountain long ago that in this kind of land, it depends on fate, otherwise it will be like a marriage between a man and a woman, and it will be too forceful. Sweet, in the end it made a fuss all over the place."

Xie Gou pretended to be horrified, "Master of the mountain, why do you want me? Is there anything I'm doing wrong?"

Chen Pingan was helpless, who did he learn this from?

Xie Gou clasped the back of his head with both hands and said doubtfully: "You always want to get me away. Is there something shady to do? To be honest, my heart is for the mountain master, and I absolutely shouldn't see it." Look, never say anything you shouldn’t say.”

Chen Ping'an explained: "I'm just thinking about your level and age. If you haven't seen anything and follow me around all the time, you will definitely feel bored."

Xie Gou said: "No, it's quite interesting to just wander around aimlessly like this."

In the final analysis, whether our marriage with Xiaomo will come true or not, and whether we can have a wedding night with flowers and candles, is not decided by you, the Lord of the Mountain.

Occupied by the mountain **** master of an obscene temple, he is neither a spirit who occupies the mountain as king, builds a temple and enjoys the incense of the world, nor is he a hero of the previous dynasty like Chueziling Baimao, but a wild cultivator who became a ghost. Last year, we started to post hero posts widely, inviting heroes from all walks of life to stay here and build momentum. Of course, the Mountain God Mansion will not say to the outside world that it is a temple of obscenity that has not yet been canonized by the Yunyan Kingdom court. So much so that the female ghosts and white-faced men in the deserted temple originally planned to come here to find refuge, to find a female official or a military general here, to carry an iron rice bowl, and to eat some of the royal food.

With such a small area, when traveling at night, I like to put on a parade of imperial honors, with long-handled fans, gongs and drums, and all kinds of flags and flags collected from unknown places mixed in. They are all random, without any trace. There are no rules or etiquette at all, but it is just for fun. I guess I read a few official and family history books, kept an overview of the big book, and learned the four characteristics. The Shanshen Mansion is a mixed bag of fish and dragons, with music and singing every night, and a banquet for guests, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

This group of Qi practitioners just passed by by chance. At least they didn't look like they were looking for trouble, or they came here specifically to fight the autumn wind. The officers and soldiers of the Mountain God Mansion who were responsible for patrolling the territory saw that the other party had a large number of people and did not dare to make any mistakes. The posture of not disturbing the water of the well but not the river. After hearing the report, the mountain **** thought for a moment and made a tactic of avoidance. There was a high-sounding reason. Now the mansion was at a critical juncture with the imperial court of Yunyan Kingdom, so it was not appropriate to cause unnecessary complications. In fact, how could he dare to ask for a border crossing certificate from such a large group of mountain gods? If they didn't go to the temple on the top of the mountain to raise troops and ask for guilt, it would be considered polite.

The night is beautiful, the moon is bright and emerald. The bright moon and the beautiful lady are in the sky and on earth.

A young female monk with the best appearance took out a roll of jade-colored ice cream woven from ivory, spread it out on the ground, and sat on the ground. Several male and female monks from other sects, of similar age, came here to chat, and the woman whispered to her. , the man ran out of things to talk to and chatted with them about recent experiences. They would not always travel around the city together, but would often get together and meet again at a certain place at a certain time. The Taoist monks who came down from the mountain to join the world may have the appearance of the twenty-eight beauties, but they may be a hundred years old. In the rolling world, whether it is to sharpen their Taoist heart or to win over and make friends with the dignitaries in the court, it is a common thing. When people and scenery are forgotten, it seems that everything beyond the eternal life is just passing clouds. It is easy to be hard-hearted, and it seems that there is nothing you can do about it.

For example, the man who was the leader of his sect immediately led two junior disciples to do the Qi refining lesson of breathing and exhaling. However, their minds were not on the real work, and the man had nothing to do.

People who practice Taoism do not pay much attention to the beautiful girls and pretty girls in the eyes of ordinary people. The reason is actually very simple. Just because their eyesight is too good, some flaws will not be covered up in the eyes of Qi practitioners, and they will be in vain. Covering up all the ugliness has no effect on Qi Practitioners. After a closer look, Yanyuan made a decision. Another example is that if a woman in the market has a slight odor, to a Qi practitioner with keen senses, it will simply smell like a smell to the sky. Therefore, a marriage on the mountain and a Taoist couple are more important than in the market. A "well-matched" person, the appearance of the man and the woman is the same. Both status and qualifications are the same.

Chen Pingan stood on the top of the mountain silently, looking at the group of Qi practitioners on the adjacent hilltop.

Xie Gou squatted aside and played with his mink hat.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Xie Gou, can you tell fortunes?"

Xie Gou grinned and said, "The mountain master just calls me Gouzi."

Chen Pingan was shocked, who taught you this? Isn't that guy feeling guilty? If the old cook can't do this kind of thing, who is he who is so brave and dares to fool Xie Gou like this?

Is it Chen Lingjun again?

Xie Gou was more loyal and did not tell the person's name. Instead, he helped talk and said with a laugh: "Zou Zi and others, don't all have the surname with the word "子" suffixed on it."

Chen Pingan asked doubtfully: "Then why aren't you called Xie Zi?"

Xie Gou exclaimed, "That's right. It doesn't matter. Anyway, I think it's quite pleasant and seems intimate."

Chen Ping'an said: "Let's get to the point."

Xie Gou said, "I don't know how to tell fortunes. I've always had good luck, so I don't need to delve into this."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Fortune-telling has many branches and different approaches, each with its own merits.

On the top of the mountain, among the great monks' techniques of deduction and creation, there is a remote method that is said to be the most accurate, but also has the highest threshold.

That is to turn the word "pui" mentioned in Derivation into its true literal meaning.

Chen Ping'an had always heard about it and had seen it several times in books, but had never witnessed it with his own eyes, so he consulted the old temple master for advice in the Fuyaolu Dojo.

The old temple master sneered at this and told Brother Chen not to think about becoming fat in one bite. This skill is destined to be impossible to learn. For those who are experienced in the world, even if they are lucky enough to master the superficial aspects of this magical power, their vision will become increasingly confusing and dark.

Those who predict destiny by inference. The lower the realm, the shallower the path, the more veins and countless forks you see, and the scene on a line becomes blurry as you go further back, and even at some nodes, the scene disappears directly on the spot.

The old temple master then slapped Chen Pingan on the shoulder and gave him a gentle push.

Chen Ping'an fell far away and felt dizzy. He returned to the same place and curiously asked the old viewer what he had seen.

The old patron laughed but said nothing.

Chen Pingan understood immediately that it was just an itchy hand, so he slapped him openly.

The old temple master suppressed his smile and said: "For example, Xiao Mo and Bai Jing, not only are their realms higher than yours, they are also particularly hard-working, otherwise they would not be able to live for thousands of years, so you can't push them no matter how hard you push them. "

Xie Gou asked: "Did Fellow Taoist Bixiao teach you the formula?"

Chen Pingan nodded, "I passed it on, but if you want to convey the Taoist secrets, you need to spend a lot of spiritual energy. In the small world of the human body, there is a lot of movement. I will engrave it on the leftover scraps of a square seal."

Xie Gou stretched out his hand and said, "Let me take a look."

Chen Pingan took out the seal with the content of the Taoist formula from his sleeve. Xie Gou took it, glanced at it a few times, and threw it back to the mountain master.

Chen Pingan put it back in his sleeve and asked: "The threshold is relatively high, is it not easy to learn?"

Even if there are Taoist masters who carry divinity, as the basis for intensive study of this technique, Chen Pingan can only dare to say that he has learned a little bit, and he cannot be outside the realm of entering the palace and entering the house.

She had tried her best with Qingyang and Immortal Algae a few times before. Indeed, as the old contemplative master said, relying on the vast disparity between the two sides, she could only push some of the Immortal Algae, foreseeing her reunion with Xiao Xing in the Heart of Heart World. , only on this line, hundreds of "fairy algae" stand on this long golden line, with clear veins. On the other hand, looking at green soil and cardamom, we cannot see the long term.

Fan Tong and Xie Sanniang each had dozens of spreading threads. Their relationship with the veins was like an ancestral mountain and its branch dragon veins.

Among them, two relatively solid long golden lines may represent their two different destinies. One goes directly to the mountain temple here.

One of them spread to Zhao Tieyan and Jian Xiu, and they were entangled together, as if they were tied in a knot. In the end, Fan and Xie died!

That's why Chen Ping'an chose to enter the game in person, took them with him, and then gave them three fairy coins, slowed down, and waited for the scene where the two of them seemed to be "connecting with each other".

Chen Ping'an was waiting for both people and things. Waiting for immortals, gods, ghosts, demons, and humans to all gather here.

When he deduced the warrior Fan Tong and the female ghost Xie before, Chen Pingan saw some vague pictures. For example, a Qi practitioner named Chu Xi later saw the short woman and recognized a wandering head. Yi's lonely ghost has no background. It is estimated that she can maintain a little aura by following a villain who forgets his life to replenish her yang energy. There was also a monk named Kuang Kui, who relied on his family education and some Qi reading methods to actually see that the ghost woman had some signs of turning from turbid to clear...

After that, Chen Pingan did not deduce the numerology direction of Yan Fan and Xie. After all, fortune telling should not be done too frequently, as it would be easy to miscalculate fortunes.

Xie Gou glanced at the mountain owner.

I am usually very smart, but my mind is full of thoughts, but when I encounter spiritual practice, my brain doesn't work well.

Chen Pingan silently chewed a piece of licorice that he had dusted off the dirt.

He is always like this, likes to be nosy.

Maybe it's because he's not too boyish, so he especially likes people who are full of boyishness.

I remember that at the top of Pomo Peak on the boundary of Hehuan Mountain, Chen Ping'an and Baimao of Chuiziling met for the first time. At that time, there were still sneaky people with ulterior motives on the mountain.

After that, Zhang Yujiao, a swordsman from Tiancao County, Jinque Jinlu from the Jinque sect, and a pair of beautiful young girls came hand in hand. The moment they appeared, Palace Master Bai was horrified.

In the eyes of Yamazawa Yexiu, the arrogant young swordsman, combined with the girl's magical power, struck again and again, resolutely and without any fault.

Monks slay demons in an upright manner, but that's all.

The kind of young man who is full of energy and needs no words.

Despite their last reunion in the capital of Qingxing Kingdom, Chen Ping'an and Zhang Yujiu looked like strangers, and they probably had an arrogant impression on the young man.

However, while chatting with Yu Xuan about the affairs of the world on the hilltop of his home, Chen Pingan specifically mentioned this matter and did not hesitate to praise the young sword cultivator.

When Chen Pingan talked about the young man in a cowardly manner, almost in front of him, he said that if he met Chen Jianxian in the future, he would not be qualified to carry his shoes, but he added that he would not carry his shoes either. The implication is that admiration is admiration, and you will never be pretentious, deliberately inferior to others, and be obedient to please.

After hearing this interesting story, Mr. Yu couldn't help laughing, stroking his beard and nodding, and gave a comment, this is what a young man should do.

Chen Ping'an squatted down and bit his fingers subconsciously when he was thinking about something.

Xie Gou roughly guessed the intentions of his mountain master. After much hesitation, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"

Chen Pingan said softly: "Think about something that I haven't been able to figure out for many years."

Xie Gou asked curiously: "Give me an example."

Chen Pingan said slowly: "For example, the ghost in wedding clothes, Shu Jian Lake, a martial artist named Huang Shi, and a certain truth said by a certain city god."

Xie Gou said: "Since you can't figure it out, then just don't think about it."

Chen Ping'an said calmly: "There is only one way to walk at night in a back alley, and there is no way around it. Once your eyes are black, you can only kill the thief when you meet him, otherwise this road will be blocked."

Xie Gou lamented, "You scholars just like to get into trouble."

Chen Ping'an murmured: "There was once a swordsman who had a sword and told a little story to a boy with straw sandals."