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After waiting for a moment, Du Fu never showed up.

Looking left and right to the Zu Shishan, smiled and said: "This does not come out? Do not go to the monk who has been promoted, this face, I guess my flying sword can not be broken."

It’s just that there’s a sudden difference between the left and right. There’s a fairyland on the mountainside of Zuoshi Mountain, and a rolling fairyland. There is an old monk in the jade. It seems to be protecting a girl with a good bone, and at this time, everyone The eyes looked strangely at the girl, she is a very young dragon monk.

She found that she was scared to bow her head after seeing her.

Wrinkled frowning left and right.

Because many children of Tongye Zong, almost at the same time, they all looked at the mountainside of this Zu Shishan, and they seemed to be looking for her.

The old monk next to the girl who may be the identity of the guardian, is so angry that he is not daring to revive the killing sword.

The girl was timid and was grievanced by Tian Da, and she began to cry silently.

A mountain gate, want to stand firm, even proud of the mountains, in fact, very simple, that is, have to be able to fight.

In the past, there was a family business that passed down the incense, and there was a direct magical power that went straight to the top five, and it was able to be ingrained and then spread.

Now, there is a slap in the face, playing back, going to other people's homes, playing at least others to take oral, can hold a shade of the door for the sects, sheltering the younger generation.

In the future, if you don’t pick up the green, then the more you are now, the more you will be, the more the wind will turn, what will happen in the future? Do you want to go to the ancestral hall? After all, practice on the mountain, revenge does not pay attention to what gentlemen revenge for ten years, and deliberately wait for a hundred years, hundreds of years, even thousands of years.

Then this past life was once a reincarnation girl in the jade dynasty. After the generals of Tong Yezong’s refined derivation pointed out the general direction, Zongmen spent nearly 30 years, and then worked hard to find the place, and some people secretly buried their names, etc. "She" for decades, waited until she was born a few years later, after some fights, this successfully brought her back to the hills.

Therefore, this girl who was brought back to Tong Yezong belongs to the future.

Similar to the Taipingshan women's crown Huang Ting, but for the time being is still far from Huang Ting's cultivation, and the momentum of the latter, the latter is particularly important, involving the heart of the road.

Taipingshan Laotianjun and the lord Song Mao, surely there is no lesson in the mouth. Huang Tingyao is alive and wrong, but I don’t know how to bear it, but in my heart, it’s natural to have fun.

The only girl who was given high hopes by Tong Yezong was that the qualifications of the girl were good, that is, the temper was too soft, and several times down the mountain to honed the heart, the Zongmen comments were all talented, and the temperament was refreshing. There are a few hundred words of praise and appreciation, but every time at the end, they will add one or two sentences, such as temperament, a little less decisive.

Just because of her special identity, no one dares to say a heavy sentence. The largest Du family in Tongzi Zongshantou regarded her as a heart and liver.

The reason is very simple, in addition to the girl's previous life is a jade monk, there is a more important layer of identity, she is indeed, was the mother of the relics of ZTE.

Look for reincarnation and renew your good fortune.

Generally, there is only such a foundation and means in the mountain Xianjia.

I squatted around, holding a sword and scratching my head with one hand, probably not wanting to scare an innocent little girl, explaining: "Jokes, don't take it seriously. We read people, like words with puns."

Not to mention okay. Anyway, the girl has already been scared.

This explanation.

The white-faced girl began to wrinkle the little face a little bit, and the tears were just secretly wiped clean. She struggled to prevent herself from appearing in front of this wicked person, or to follow her past temperament. I have long been wronged and my eyes are falling.

It’s difficult.

But he is not willing to say anything more.

Dealing with women, Xiao Qi is not good at it, Cui?? The **** is a little better. He always thinks that the woman’s mind is more difficult than Mr.’s knowledge. In short, it is harder than reading.

As for the study of the left and right, the study is not big, and the height is not high.

Biqi Jingchun’s orthodox and Cui’s brains are indeed a lot worse.

Since he was a child, he didn't like to read books. He was only read by the old man when he pressed his head. There are still some natural learning. The ordinary sages of the sages of the academy are not qualified to talk about it.

Need to know how to practice the sword, where does Jianqi come from?

It was first from the book, from the numerous stone cliffs, from the numerous monuments.

In order to smooth his sword, Xiao Qi accompanied him through countless landscapes.

Gently sighed left and right, looking at the direction of the earth gods.

He retracted his gaze and found that the girl was standing next to a young boy with a congenital sword embryo. His eyes were sharp and stubborn, and he looked straight at himself. Even if he was burned with his own sword, he still refused to turn his head.

Left and right, I squinted at somewhere in the temple, "Du Fu, I know what you want to do, you may wish to give it a try, I will wait for you."

After that, I took out a sword from the left and right, and pulled out a big door behind the big barrier and turned and walked out.

In the border zone of the Tongye Zong dynasty, hovering in the air, closing his eyes and raising his spirits, when the rising sun rises, he begins to crush some solidified landscapes, such as a mountain, with the most pure swordsmanship. A section of river water, a towering tree that is expected to become a fascinating charm, a gazebo that suppresses the sullen atmosphere, and a smashed object buried under the ground.

A few of the auras are scattered and leaked out. In general, it seems that there is not much damage.

In fact, the consequences are extremely serious.

Landscape and air transport, pay attention to a Tibetan wind gathering water, where to hide, where to gather, are pay attention to. Incomparably confusing, who dares to be in the bag? The blessings are uncertain.

This sword repair was blocked at the door of the house, like the old farmer's planing ground, and began to dig up the wall feet of Tongye Zong.

Because it is the border line, it is inevitable that there will be a burst of aura, and the fertilizer will flow into the field of the outsiders. At first, Tong Yezong did not dare to come forward, and gathered the aura to return to the Zongmen.

Later, Tong Yezong really distressed those auras, sent a golden monk to the old monk to go to death, took the magic weapon to capture the aura.

I didn't think that the sword repaired and did not look at the "little golden dan", but it fell on a large river, and the subtle waters produced by the river under the feet were subtle and abrupt.

Another Jindan monk daringly plucked the mountain, and dozens of miles away after the sword was repaired. He carefully gathered the four scattered auras and tried to put them back into the river to help comb and stabilize the water transport.

After the first ten days, between Jian Xiu and Tong Yezhou’s ruthless monks and monks, they still had nothing to do with each other.

After another ten days, Zongmen released the ban, and began to have some of the five-level monks under the Golden Dan, sneaking around to the sword repair, separated by thirty or fifty miles, different moods, extremely complicated.

In the first ten days, even many young monks from the Five Kingdoms began to join in the fun, "paying respect" to this person.

The sword repair named "left and right", in addition to occasionally looking at the Zu Shishan Mountain, never ignored the Tongye Zong.

After the Great Cold, it is not far from the New Year.

There is a saying in the Yamashita City, and it is difficult to get through the year.

The children of Tongye Zong, who have been in the glory of Yiwu for many years, know that there will be difficulties in the original home.

Then one day, Tong Yezong set aside an ambush, using two jade monks and nearly ten immortals.

A sword is broken.

Then I changed the route and went to the vicinity of the ancestral temple. I would give a banned mountain that would have been given to a future jade monk as a **** sacred priest. From the hill to the foot of the mountain, a sword was opened and a huge canyon was opened. .

Go away.

After that, he continued to block the door and dig the wall.

There is no such thing as a big noise in the world. There is no impenetrable wall in the world. The Tongyezhou Zongzitoushanmen and Yuanyingdixian have long known, but the college has not come out to block it. No one dares to come to see the good show.

Except one person.

Jade Guizong’s jade sorcerer Jiang Shangzhen, the natal object is the owner of the **** leaf.

This person first apologized with the right and left, and then looked at him for a long time, then suddenly gave a laughter.

When I came to the north and returned to the south, I traveled twice in the wind, deliberately very slow, swaying, and the two sleeves flew up.

The result was almost split in half by a sword.

Just when the wolf was fleeing, Jiang Shangzhen was still very happy.

One day, a young girl stood in the distance, and the voice trembled and asked: "Why do you want to destroy my teacher's luck for no reason?"

The left and right in the Tongye dynasty are now familiar. Some of the children of Tongye Zong thought that he couldn’t hear the whispers, and they heard it clearly. So after thinking about it, he replied: "So a bad boy, how is ZTE? The ancestors, I think it is the ancestor of the door, so you should not have born Du Fu."

The beautiful girl is full of shame and anger.

The young boy who accompanied the young girl together is also the hope of Tongye Zong’s prosperity in the next millennium. Compared with the soft-skinned peers, the young boy’s temper is sharp and full of a long sword given by his ancestors Du Fu. Full of hate, "One day, one day, you will die under my sword!"

I smiled and laughed. "If that's the case, then I will follow the Romans."

The owner of Tongye Zongzong, whose injury has not yet fully recovered, fell from the sky and stopped in front of the young boys. They kept them behind them and apologized to the left and right: "Children’s words are unscrupulous, please don’t worry about the swordsmen. on."

Sitting cross-legged on a cliff outside the mountain, said: "I heard that you Tong Yezong, who always likes to say a word, does not lose the sword and the magic weapon. If you can't beat it, you will sign the number. When you return to the mountain, you will cry a few times with the elders. Finally, I slammed down the mountain and slashed people. Is it like this?"

Purple robe swords are hard to laugh.

Left and right smiled: "Is it in my heart to say 'What is it?'"

The purple robe sword repaired his face and changed his face. He slaps on the boy's face and screams: "Squatting your head, admitting to the sword fairy! Satisfied with the sword fairy!"

Juvenile mouth bleeding bleeding, "death is not a hoe!"

I smiled and said: "For these congenital swords that are higher than the top, I really have no interest in teaching them to be human. The child does not teach the father, teaches the laziness of the teacher, you are an elder, and I will eat another sword. All right."

The purple robe sword repaired by a sword pierced the abdomen, and once again hit the mountain behind him, and fell to the ground.

As for whether or not it is deliberately suppressing the realm, letting the left and right swords calm down the anger, only God knows that the two know.

Looking at the boy from the left and right, "No more swear words? Maybe the cuckoo will come out to protect you."

The teenager is pale.

Left and right: "Don't say that you will die, say awkward words, maybe someone will help you block the sword. How do you choose this time?"

The sword is a young man who fights.

The girl suddenly stood in front of the boy, heartbroken, crying: "You don't force him any more, his sword heart will be broken! You are so powerful, why do you want to know him?!"

Smiled left and right: "Ask your son."

The girl cried and her eyes blurred.

I only think that there are such unreasonable people under the sun!

Standing up and down, "I didn't want to swear before, it was for the face, I sold it to some of the ancestral elders, and I wanted to ask for a good impression. Now I die and I don't dare to say it because I really cherish it. You Kind of congenital sword embryo."

Looking left and right to the north, I laughed at myself: "How did you get back to this world and start to discover the goodness of the younger brother?"

Under one chance, after getting the sabre left and right, Xiao Qi once laughed, even three-footed swords, long whales across the sea, and sheathed on the wall, still humming.

Later, I left the Middle-earth Shenzhou, away from the world, and traveled far away at sea, and I never read again.

Said to the girl: "Don't mention Du Fu, and the front edge with you and Du Fu, just say that this visit is really tired of you. I am wrong, you can make a reasonable request. ""

The girl wiped her tears and asked the letter: "Really?"

Nod and nodded: "Only one chance must be reasonable."

The girl is brave, "Please let him go, don't suppress his sword."

Nodded to the left and right, "Yes."

It really deliberately put away the sword that naturally blew outside.

In fact, the girl does not know, it is not the sword heart of the young genius, but this person's sword heart is not enough.

Otherwise, a sword repair standing on the left and right sides, is not a small blessing, can be described as "into the Zhilan room."

The girl broke into laughter, but probably felt that she was smiling with this big enemy. It was a despicable act of deceiving the devil. She quickly slammed her face.

Turn around and prepare to continue to go to the Tongye Zongtang landscape, the number of gas, turn around, said: "Du Fu is really a defeated family, you will soon know."

The girl is amazed.

The young man trembled behind him, his body was unstable, and his sword heart was more unstable.

The left and right are swept away, and the sword is like a rainbow.

On the other side of the Zu Shi Mountain, the vision of Wutong Xiaodongtian is becoming more and more obvious.

Want to fly?

I have to ask my sword, I can't agree.

An intercontinental ferry from Lujialuzhou has reached the top of Dongbao Pingzhou.

The speed is extremely fast, the gods spend a lot of money, the passengers are naturally happy, who is not willing to reach the destination earlier.

I heard that there is a wealthy old Yuan Yingying who has spent a lot of money. This ferry is doing this.

A tall man who is not tall, lives in the cheapest low-rise house, and lives in a simple place.

It should be a purely Wufu, but it can’t be seen.

In fact, I can't see it, so I can make my smarter savvy people feel jealous.

The legendary martial arts tenth, the end of the Wufu has three layers, gas, return to the truth, God.

After Li Er left the peak of the Lion Peak, the momentum climbed all the way, and inexplicably entered the category of returning to the truth.

Li Er feels very good.

Demolition of the home of the ancestral hall, the fist is hard!

The old dragon city is undercurrent.

The Fan family has always stood still, of course, in the eyes of most Fan’s people, this is called death.

Sun Jia is also a small movement. Although he chose to rely on his family early, he did not rush to submit any name.

The dust pharmacy is still a lively little place that is undisturbed.

Chen Pingan sat in the counter, on the table, the smallest dragon platform, long feet.

The first and fifteenth are "sharpening swords", and the two swiftly flew over the dragon platform, and Mars splashed.

Jumping cheerfully.

Chen Pingan is paying for himself.

The golden jade that engraved "I am good at raising good spirits" can take advantage of the heavens and the earth. It is a small hole that can be hung on the waist.

It's a pity that it can't be overhanged now, because the method of the dust medicine shop and the Zhao's Yin Shen itself are in the air.

When you get to the place where the mountains and the waters are beautiful, you can take them out.

I like it very much. I used to be on the counter and I touched it for a long time. I just didn’t bother to borrow it with Chen Ping.

Can not solve the urgent need, Chen Pingan can only temporarily hide this piece of jade.

However, the most careful and most devastating thing at the moment is the body of the Yang Shen who has a flying monk. This is the will of the immortal!

Juvenile Cui??, or Cui Dongshan’s current pair of skins, is the case.

Just how to use this will, there is a university to ask. A carelessness is the loss of blood. If you use it well, it will be a profit.

It is more difficult than refining the life.

First of all, you have to "open the door." The immortal widow, the veritable unbeaten golden body, the sword of the five-day sword repair, and the one-shot attack, may not be able to stab anything.

Secondly, the transfer of flowers like Cui Dongshan, which occupies the nest, means that the soul of the "entry" is complete and powerful enough, and is a natural and determined person.

Otherwise, in the end, it may be the end of Du Fu's resurgence. Once he is given the opportunity to return to Tong Yezong, Yang Shen will return to his place. The consequences could be disastrous.

Third, how to raise the temperature. The remains of immortals, if left on hold, are no problem for thousands of years, but once you have a new owner, you have to save money.

Fourth, how the new "Cuckoo" grows and how to choose the path of practice. Otherwise it is a violent thing.

The secular dynasty praised officials, there is a saying, called the prime minister. However, there is still a long way to go before the officials who really become the first assistants of the DPRK, even by luck.

Chen Pingan asked Zhao’s Yin God in detail about this matter, but the latter was vague, because it involved many insiders and did not dare to say anything.

I owe Fan's family, or Fan Junmao's fifty valleys of rain.

There are not a few left in the bag of gold coins.

Spending money like running water, unable to make ends meet, is the embarrassing situation of Chen Ping’s current moment.

The idea of ​​saving money is always arrogant, saying that time is like flying sword, and it will pass. You can't see the tail.

Chen Pingan felt that the silver in his pocket was running faster than Feijian.

Sighed, put away the jade card, but the drug shop is destined to have no guests, it will continue to smash the sword front by the first and fifteen.

This went out, with the 15th and 1st roads continually strangled, Jianfeng has been blunt a lot, according to Zhao’s Yin Shen, if you continue to consume this, once the flying sword has a gap, it will be a big deal. .

However, the "eat" of the dragon platform can be repaired back.

Such a small piece of dragons and dragons, the world's swordsmanship dreams of good intentions, can sell a lot of rain money.

The swordsmanship is almost always poor, not without reason.

Even if it was Aliang, the rivers and lakes that walked in the middle of Shenzhou, owed a big **** debt before going down the mountain. Although not all used to raise swords, mainly every time they took out, they needed to save money to help those afterwards. The pitiful Zongmen repaired the hills, and this expense accounted for the bulk. The most difficult thing to do with sword repair is that it is not a rule. The reason is simple and not simple. Simple is that only a sword needs to burn money. There is no need to distract and greedy other magic weapons. It is not simple. This is something that is harder to raise than other practicing people. Qi Shi really has no money at hand, at least he can also take out some of the home sales and exchange money, remove the East Wall to make up the Western Wall, and improve a certain piece of magic weapon rank suitable for the current practice, what does Sword repair sell? Your own life flying sword?

Although the money can not afford to suffer from the bones of the open bones, I still hope that I can practice martial arts. As long as it is not painful, she will be willing.

For example, I was in the martial arts with Xiaobai today. Lao Wei didn't like to pull these things. She was bothered by her troubles. She ran to the house, and a roll of quilt slumbered her head, and she was so angry that she took the shackles and poked the beggars. No matter, the buzz is like thunder.

The money had to be relegated to the next level, and asked the second best Lu Baixiang to ask for teaching.

Lu Baixiang went to the yard and thought about it. He began to imitate the six steps of Chen Ping’s, and he had a charm and was very freehand.

While walking, he turned his head and smiled at the money: "Teaching the boxing does not teach, and teaches to play the master. This is an excellent boxing fundamental. Among the four of us, we only say that the shelf is the most open and close. The most secret, the most suitable for retractable."

After six steps of walking, a fist was gently handed out, and it sounded loudly. Lu Baixiang continued: "Eight sides can support the half-sleep and wake up. When there is movement, the hair is like a boxing fist."

Lu Baixiang has a whip leg and floats down. "The spine of the human being is like a dragon and a dragon. So there is a school in the martial arts school. It is not high, but it is extremely critical. The spine is running through, like a dragon, a moment. Force, a purely insane sudden flow of gas to the meridian centuries, even a thousand miles away, urging the body of the skin and muscles, each time the shot is naturally strong."

Zhu Xuan sat on the bench and looked at a novel about the fat and skinny, oily but not greasy. After hearing Lu Baixiang praise his words, he smiled.

Lu Baixiang was very patient and smiled and asked: "Can you understand it roughly? If you don't understand, I can smash it and talk to you."

I saved my money and nodded. "I understand everything, but I don't want to learn to walk."

Lu Baixiang smiled and said: "Do not learn to walk first, how to run in the future, how to fly?"

Money saved his eyes and Lu Zhi like the waist of the knife to stop the snow, "but I want to learn the most powerful swordsmanship, it is not good, the knife can also be."

Lu Baixiang turned his head and looked at Chen Ping, who had quietly sat on the bench, and said helplessly: "I have nothing to lose."

After seeing Chen Ping's money, if the mouse sees the cat, he will immediately change his mouth and say: "Then learn to walk first!"

Zhu Yong said: "The iron bones smashed the grass, seeing the wind makes the rudder lose money."

The money is held by the mountain stick and angered: "Don't think that the food you made is delicious, it's amazing! There is a skill to come out!"

Zhu Huiyu gave a cry, closed the book, and stood up with a bent waist. "I don't believe in evil. I won't talk to you today. Otherwise, you don't know that I am in the dust medicine shop. It is the best one in the kitchen." ”

Don't be afraid of saving money, "Okay, we started to copy books!"

Zhu Xuan sat back on the small bench and continued reading.

Chen Ping did not pay attention to these fights.

In these matters, Chen Pingan never constrains money.

Chen Pingan smiled and stood up, it was rare to have some leisure and leisure, and then stepped into the center of the yard.

The face is still not very good, but Chen Ping’s spirit is at this moment, but not bad.

At the foot, the pile was slowly walked in six steps, but the hand was a martial arts boxing.

Walking the pile of fists has nothing to do with the cultivation of the realm.

If you say that the feeling of boxing gives people a feeling, it is just four words.

When you save money, you only feel the same. After Chen Ping’s seriousness, even if he just looked at it, he felt comfortable.

Zhu Hui looked up and smiled with a smile: "The meaning is a bit heavy."

Lu Baixiang nodded: "I am far from being good."

After Chen Ping’s fist was set up, he looked around and smiled. “Hey right, Wei Wei, it’s your turn.”

Silently standing on the right side of the window, he turned straight and sat back to the table.

Wei Wei’s voice was sullen and out of the house, “the domineering.”

Money is smashing on the ground with a belly laughing, these guys are also very embarrassed to say my wall grass?

Zheng Dafeng went to the door of the main house and held the door frame. He looked up at the sun and narrowed his eyes. "I finally regained my soul, and then I lay down and got moldy."

I was surprised and said: "Zheng Dafeng, can you walk down the ground? Don't be reluctant, throw a dog to eat, and go back to lay for ten days and a half."

Zheng Fengqi smiled and said: "My little grandmother, please, read me a little better!"

Money and white eyes: "Good heart when you are liver and lung."

After Chen Ping and Zheng Dafeng nodded their heads, they sat back on the bench, and they took some melon seeds with their legs. The big one and the small one sat on the bench. She opened the small palms full of melon seeds and kept them in Chen. Peaceful in front of you.

Zheng Dafeng walked very slowly, and his steps were small. He walked under the eaves on the side of the main house. It was not a matter of arrogance and forced to get up.

It’s just this man who has been hooking his back.

Everyone seems to have not seen this scene, each doing its own, Lu Baixiang took the chess box to find the right side to play chess. Zhu Ping flipped the book and Wei Wei went to sleep. Saving money to accompany Chen Pingan to eat melon seeds.

The taste of the small pharmacy has a little.

One day at noon, the dust pharmacy actually came to a guest other than Fan Junmao's second brother and sister.

Real guest.

It is an old man who is a foreigner's accent. He bought a lot of medicines in the drugstore, which is to blame the price a little more expensive.

Zhao’s Yin Shen can only confess Chen Ping’s peace with his heart. He can only see that this person is a fairly concise dragon gate.

Chen Pingan is a peace of mind. Du Fu, who has been flying in the air, has handed over his hand. It’s good to see that there have been great winds and waves. This is still a certain force.

Sword Spirit recounted the words of the Holy Master and asked Chen Pingan to figure out some things.

The truth of the world, in fact, has been there, some people pick up, if they are guilty, they are regarded as treasures, some people disdain, and even some people will step on a few feet.

This is not the right thing, not good.

But the people have a problem.

In particular, Jian Ling said a few words about the ancient rarity who sat in the northern sky of Tongyezhou. He said that the end is not too good. According to the old man, it is possible to lose the qualification to eat cold pig meat.

After Chen Ping’s thoughts, he could not help but feel the complexity of the avenue.

Even the saints have to admit that the temple of "the morality is well done, and the stomach is not bad" is accompanied by the "sage", and has not made such a "irrational and rude" move?

But then, one of the seventy-two sages of this temple, his reason and learning, is there no moralization for the world?

Naturally, and certainly not small.

Then, does it mean that he has targeted Chen Heping for the so-called "Qing Qiu Daye, Yun Wannian", and people must have gone wrong on his avenue? Going high enough not far enough?

Nor is it.

In these days, Chen Pingan thinks about the "avenues" that I didn't care about in the past. Anyway, I am idle.

At this time, in the pharmacy, the foreigner was a talkative person. While picking the medicinal materials, he chatted with Chen Ping’s “the treasurer”.

When paying the bill, the old man in Fujiawen’s costume smiled and said: “Small treasurer, would you like to listen to me and ask someone to persuade?”

Zhao’s yin, hidden in the dark, is tight.

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "The old gentleman just said."

The old man looked around and solemnly said: "The wine is not afraid of the alley, and it is not right. If you want to do business well, you must have young, sweet-smelling girls to help!"

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "Forget it, the business is cold and clear, and it will be fine to deal with the days."

The old man smiled: "It’s so old, it’s not good."

Chen Pingan smiled and stopped talking.

The old man said with emotion: "I am a foreigner. I can hear the accent, but I have heard of such a big thing in the old dragon city. This is the shop that comes here. It is nothing to hide. You are not stupid. I am not stupid. I dare to come here for a while. The old Dragon City is born and raised, and there will be no such thing as me...the world is a tall man, right?"

Chen Pingan can't smile. "The old gentleman is a bright person."

The old man pointed his finger at the corner of the corner of the street. "I am now living in a small inn not far from here. Rest assured, I am not a deliberate figure..."

He suddenly revealed that Jin Dan was repaired. He smiled and asked: "Can you look at me as a part of Jin Dan Di Xian, sell me cheaper?"

Zhao’s Yin Shen in the alley is a big enemy.

It is a relationship between the wind and the wind.

It doesn't matter to Jindan or Yuan Ying.

As a result, the old man came out like this, and Zhao’s Yinshen wanted to break his mouth.

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "This can't be done. It's not good to do business. If the old gentleman says that he wants to chat and relieve boredom, I and the drugstore are welcome."

The old man took advantage of the big bag of medicinal herbs, squinted at Chen Pingan, and sighed: "You are not a pretty woman, I have a good chat."

On the right side, standing on the right side of the bamboo curtain, when the old man released the momentum of the Golden Dan realm, although only for a moment, the right side of the 仍 is still rushing, and Chen Pingzheng is "bargaining" with others, she is somewhat annoyed.

After seeing the blurred appearance on the right side of the cockroach, the old man turned his head and said to Chen Pingan: "I am actually a medicinal pharmacy. I will come to the pharmacy every day. Remember to open the door early and close the door later!"

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded and promised.

When the old man left the pharmacy, the walk was a little erratic, so happy?

隋The right side has already returned, Wei Wei and Zhu Xuan also left, but Lu Baixiang went to the counter and curiously asked: "Just Jin Dan?"

After Zhao’s Yin Shen appeared, “Unless it’s a fairyland, it’s really a golden land.”

Lu Baixiang smiled bitterly: "So big one is Tongyezhou, how many immortals?"

In the afternoon, the old man turned his back and bought a pile of medicine, and made the dust medicine shop earn more than 20 silver.

When leaving, the old man was still behind the bamboo curtain.

At the dinner table, Chen Pingzheng said: "This old gentleman, with Zheng Dafeng and Zhu Hui, must have a chat."

Zhu Chuan rubbed his head and said: "Master, if that person is still coming, I will explore the bottom. The master puts a hundred hearts, is it the same person, the old slaves can easily talk about it, you can see it." ”

Chen Pingan reminded: "Remember to master the fire, don't add chaos."

Zhu has laughed and said: "The old slave knows it and will keep it in mind."

The next morning, the old man walked into the alley early, and when he saw the drug shop did not open the door, he was honestly outside.

Although Chen Ping’an has already blinked, he still opened the door on time and opened the door to welcome guests.

When Chen Pingan accompanied the old man to pick the medicinal materials, Zhu Xuan quietly came here, thinking a little, inexplicably saying: "The beautiful woman on the street, the big family."

The old man's eyes lit up, and he said quietly: "There is a girl in the embroidered building, and it is difficult to recite it."

The two sighted one at a time.

Absolutely correct, it is the same person!

It’s just that the hometown is known.

After that, there was no such thing as Chen Ping’s safety. The two old men whispered in a serious manner, and finally the dust drug shop earned a total of eighty-two silver.

Chen Pingan did not dare to eavesdrop. In the end, it was a taboo thing. He asked: "What are you talking about?

Zhu Shouxiao said: "The book has its own Yan Ruyu, and learned from the old predecessors about the book."

When Zhu Converged to the side of the bamboo curtain, he used boxing palms. "Sure enough, there are people outside, and the older generations have worked hard!"

Chen Pingan shook his head.

It’s really a fellow person.

Coupled with Zheng Dafeng who started to get out of bed, it is estimated that it will not stop.

Two days ago, Zheng Dafeng almost smashed a sword on the right.

The reason is that Fan Er, a good apprentice, does not know who to look for, and paints a vivid portrait of his character for his family. After he succeeds, Zheng Dafeng hangs on the wall of his house, and he can't wait for the kind of incense every day.

Then pay the money to inform.

I rushed to the right and saw it, it was her portrait!

Laughing is still very charming? Dressed pretty cool?

If this is not Chen Ping’s right to stop the right side, it is estimated that Zheng Dafeng really wants to catch a sword.

In the end, Chen Ping’s disregard of Zheng Dafeng’s pleading, picking up the portrait, and sending it to the right side of the shackle, was considered to be a sigh of laughter, but the right side of Zheng Dafeng’s Liangzi was completely settled.

Chen Pingan’s glutinous paste didn’t go to the end. On the right side, he didn’t smash the painter. He sneered and said that it’s not as good as your Chen’s collection, but it’s all the way.

Thinking about it, Chen Pingan used the order of Mr. Sheng’s order, and asked her to copy the book for 1,500 words.

Fan Er is somewhat clever. After he has finished the picture, he will not go to the door at all. Otherwise, Chen Ping will teach him what is called the real Wang Ba Quan.

The year is off.

Have to buy some new year goods.

Fan Junmao came to a trip and said that Fan Jia had contact with his family, and the latter took the initiative to find the door. He personally found her. You will be assured that you will be given a sky-high price compensation for the dust medicine shop.

Save money, Wei Wei, 隋 three people on the right, go buy new year together.

It is the right side of the money that is pleading for money.

Then the old man who came to the outside of the drug shop every day and sat down with Zhu Confucius and sat down with a few words, sitting here around the corner, very high-spirited, eyes and nose.

Zhu has become more diligent in reading these days, and most of them are new books with excellent engravings. They are all given to him by the old predecessors.

On the night of the three-year-old returning money, Chen Pingan closed the pharmacy, sat on the bench, and drank the small medicinal liquor in the sword.

I saved money and went crazy outside for a day, went to bed early, and certainly didn't dare to copy books.

Lu Baixiang came to sit beside him.

He talked about the anecdotes of the world.

Lu Baixiang felt that he was very chewy. He said that the rivers and lakes of Huanfufu should really learn the work of Zongmen Mountain.

For example, the vendetta of the monk here is very crisp and neat, and there are several unruly rules on the mountain, which are widely circulated.

First, deal with the enemy who does not have the possibility of reconciliation. Second, those young children who are not good at luck but have a good luck, don’t give people a magic weapon. Once they are killed, they are usually teamed up, one is a comparable or a fellow child. On the avenue, once you catch it and kill it, you may be able to take advantage of it. A short-term guardian is one or two higher than the one killed. One of the highest-ranking monks secretly coped with various emergencies. Third, if you still suffer a big loss, you can't talk about your face at the juncture of Zongmen's survival. You should give money and give magic to the magic weapon. Fourth, the strength of Yamazawa's wilderness repair is high, and it does not matter. These are the goods that are not on the foot of the mountain. This is the treasure house that will walk. Once they dare to cause trouble, they will not kill it.

Lu Baixiang said in the end, sincerely said: "There is no other world. Then it is the disciples here, too particular, and there is no way to compare the flowers and blessings."

Then he turned his head and smiled: "If you treat money."

Chen Pingan snorted. "It’s hard to accept a disciple. If you don’t have anything to teach them, don’t pay for it. I didn’t want to teach at first. Later I had an idea. I didn’t dare to teach. Now, I don’t know how to teach. ”

Chen Ping looked up at the night. "Zhu Chuan joked that the money is iron-clad wall grass. In fact, I think it is okay, children, teenagers, grow up, I think there will probably be three stages, the grass is weak, but the roots must be It’s going to be firm. A little wind blows, it’s grass, but it’s nothing. The grass is swaying and swaying. Next, it’s like a mountain green bamboo. Some people hate it, threatening to hate bamboo, but there are The readers like bamboo very much. There is even a bamboo sea hole in the world. There is a green mountain, which is very famous. After that, it is green and straight."

"In the past, there was a very powerful swordsman who walked with me. Looking back now, he sees me. In nature, it is the same as watching me save money. I am asking for a quiet test. ""

"I just started practicing boxing. Can't you teach me the skill of swordsmanship? Can't you give me a medicinal liquor soaked in the demon? Can't you call me the best method of tempering the body? Can't give me a magic weapon?" What about the utensils? Yes, he can do it with his hands and eyes."

"But he didn't."

"why?"

"I never thought about it before. I thought about it later. I didn't want to understand it very much. I didn't understand it until I had a money around me."

Holy Master, saying that we are in the world, it is always so complicated, walking and walking, weeds, and the temples break the temple. Walking, Yangliuyiyi, peach blossoms. Walking, the poor mountains and the dead, the night is deep. Walking and walking, Qionglou Yuyu, shines brightly. ”

Chen Pingan drank the last medicinal liquor tonight, and instantly he was full of red, strong, and really big.

Chen Ping rarely talks to outsiders, and today is the exception.

Because Lu Baixiang, Chen Pingan felt that he was also a fellow person. If he couldn’t tell the truth, it was a feeling. Just like Yao’s old man and the saint, he was not willing to collect him as a disciple.

Chen Ping’s don’t raise swords, his hands rubbed his face, then he took a sigh of relief, white mist, and whispered: “I see the world, always good, bad, want to see clearly, more clearly Some people and things that are not so big and big, try to see them well. It is not that others don't like me Chen Ping, I don't like my Chen Ping. Even a dispute. He must be wrong. Fudi, there is a martial arts master called Liu Zong, a sharp-knife person. It is very interesting to say a sentence. 'The road under the feet is so wide, we have to go, no problem.' I think this sentence is really wrong. How can you be a good person and a bad person? If you are big or bad, you will be vague and say that life is a matter of life. This is a big deal. For example, the flying monk, Du Fu, he must have done a lot of bad things in his life, and he is sure. I have done some good things, and maybe even in Tong Yezong, he is a well-deserved ancestor of ZTE, and countless children are willing to do the feat for him to think that he is willing to give up."

Lu Baixiang gently put his hands on his knees and smiled. "Do you think everyone is willing to look for a bitterness like you? You are going around in your heart all day, tangled right and wrong, why bother? I practiced Wu, learned the sword, and became a god, many people just want to be happy for themselves. Ren Xia Yi, for the friend's turn, killing the family who are not known, is also regarded as a heroic move by the rivers and lakes, how to count? For the father, The robbers killed the officers and soldiers and killed them in one breath. In the end, they also became the chief officials. The history of Qing Dynasty was changed. It was regarded as the filial piety. How to count the heroic feelings? How can I count? When one person bears me, I will bear the world, such a person, He Qi Many, too, some people have done this, some people can't do it, but they think so."

Lu Baixiang gently patted his knees with his hands. "On the road of life, some people saw a flower in the ridiculousness. When they saw it, they would feel hopeful. Some people couldn’t see others. If they couldn’t see others, they could only see the hustle and bustle of the land. I ate the mouth full of cockroaches and felt that the taste was quite good. I don’t want others to eat it. After all... eating 屎 can also be full.”

Chen Pingan couldn’t help but ask the big picture: "How do you know?"

Chen Pingan hurryed: "Forget it, when I didn't ask."

Lu Baixiang gave an answer that Chen Ping could not think of breaking his head. "I have eaten."

Chen Pingan silently.

Lu Baixiang looked at himself and smiled. "I am almost born with Wei Wei. Actually, I am a little worse than him. I was an orphan early. My hometown is not simple. When I was fourteen, I was so little in the countryside. I threw it into the pit, and left two people to stay by. As soon as I showed my head, I was beaten back by the bamboo raft. No way, I ate it. After that, I grinded a sharp knife."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is it all killed for you?"

Lu Baixiang shook his head and said: "No, I counted the opportunity, caught the first one, drunk, and licked his stomach, and his legs and feet were soft. Afterwards, he was thrown into the county cell. After that. The hometown can't wait, go to the rivers and lakes, and say that it is the rivers and lakes, in fact, it is a mixed mouth to eat. Suddenly one day, I started to encounter adventures, and I have eaten a thousand years of elixir, got the secret of this god, and met many confidantes. Probably inferiority, obsessive, thinking about making himself a child of the family, becoming a scholar, most like the word 'fairy', but I am still smart, learning everything is fast, inferior, and what I do, They all want to compete for the first place. The only good thing is that they can’t compete, but it doesn’t matter. It’s still put down.”

Chen Pingan said: "I know that Zhu Confucian is a child of Hao Wang, the real Zhongming Ding Shijia, the right side is a little bit worse, but it is also the first-class one will plant the portal, the chance coincidence, it became the year of the flower The rumored disciple of the largest sect. It is hard to imagine that you are the originator of the magical teachings of the sacred land."

Lu Baixiang will smile with a smile: "Where the rivers and lakes, in the years when I was proud of the princes, the martial arts people liked to take a good name regardless of the right way. I think there is something strange about it. The demon teaches, and then do things that are more decent than the righteous sects. It’s awesome. Right, you don’t need Chen’s peace to say, I know what the future is, what is the virtue. When you read more history books, you will find that history is So go around, the church, the rivers and lakes, all the same, draw a circle. Occasionally a moral saint, martial arts genius, then go out a little, the circle is bigger, the people behind continue to make a turn."

Chen Ping thought for a moment, "Occasionally, I will turn around and go, no side."

Lu Baixiang nodded: "That is the chaos of the world. People are like dogs and dogs, and life is like a mustard."

Two or two silences for a long time.

Lu Baixiang asked: "Yes, I am very curious, why are you obsessed with reading and reasoning?"

"Inferiority."

"What is the solution?"

"There is a shortage and I want to continue."

"Ok?"

"My mother walked away, one person lived, and it was difficult to talk about it. It was difficult to say good things. I hope that everything will be done right, and I will not let the neighbors smash the backbone. I will finish my life and then swear at me." It’s just that poor people don’t make a sound, but they’re scared. So I like to hear people and reason, and I like money. I don’t like to owe money, but I don’t like others to owe me money.”

Lu Baixiang stunned for a long time and said: "Really...real."

During the two people's chat, Zhu Shou moved the stool and looked at the book under the eaves. As the first person in the past, this eyesight is still there.

On the right side, the hand is standing at the door.

I heard Chen Ping’s words about “owing money”.

He snorted on the right and walked back to his house.

Zhu Yong smiled and continued reading.

Lu Baixiang left his post and got up and hugged his fist: "Teached."

Chen Pingan waved his hand and smiled: "You can pull it down."

Suddenly remembered something.

Otherwise, the dead horse is a live horse doctor? Try it tomorrow, teach the money that Jianqi 18 stop?

But Chen Pingan was hesitant.

Think about it carefully, or take a look.

In the unknown small inn, the foreigner who claimed to be a high-ranking foreigner, after bathing and changing clothes, was sitting at the table.

Take out a bunch of painting axes and have twenty-three.

There are also large bowls of small bowls with different depths of water.

There are a lot of other messes.

They are all the artifacts that carry the "Mirror Flower Water Moon" magical power of the Xianjiamen School on the mountain.

If Chen Ping is present, he will find the bowl of water that Tsing Yi’s children carefully took out in the snowy night, and then drooled and watched the fairy tales of the fairy Su Ji Yu Jian.

Presumably, if the Tsing Yi child meets the old man, it is estimated that he is crying and shouting and calling him the ancestor.

In fact, Tsing Yi’s own nickname, Yu Jiang Xiao Langjun, was inspired by a predecessor. The predecessor was nicknamed “Jade Face Xiaolang Jun” and the unidentified Hawker on the mountain with the self-marking “one-shot gun”. The first two seats in their "mountain hill" are definitely the kind of old predecessors who are arrogant and arrogant! These two old people, the heroic dry clouds, the first time to fight, is to fight against Zhengyangshan Sujia, and the gods of the ancestors rarely appear to show up He Xiaoliang, in the end who is the first fairy of Baoliang, Jade Noo Jun said that it is a Soviet crop, and the scent of the scent is full of people. He Xiaoliang is beautiful, lacking some humanity, but not perfect. One foot was angry and refuted, and then the two sides began to go to the "white bowl of water" to save the small summer money, just to say a word, to refute the other party.

The snowflake money after the small refining can also be thrown into all kinds of mirrors and waters, but the aura is not enough to convey the words.

Then it will become the aura of the fairy's hills. Don't underestimate the snowflake money. It's a little bit more, it's really a little hill, because the fairy is beautiful, and it is good at wooing the hakka, making the landscape aura. Big rise.

As for a small summer money, it is enough to support people who save money to say one or two sentences.

One foot gun and jade face Xiaolang Jun, that quarreled, each smashed seventy or eighty small summer money! That is, each of them has released seven or eight valleys of rain money!

Won a fame.

I don't know how many small sects of the sects hope that the two old gods will be able to "bring to the cold house" and spend a lot of money for them.

Just a one-footed gun is generally not a lot of words, just silently lose money, in contrast, the jade face Xiaolang Jun is greatly embarrassed, most like to swear the money after the big door to speak, I like the enthusiasm of the fairy.

The old man looked at the table for a long time, and finally picked up a picture scroll. After opening it, after waiting for a while, the mist of the mountains and rivers rose and filled, and soon a beautifully decorated house appeared. A young fairy embraced and walked out. Behind him, there was an old-fashioned maid who followed quietly and finally stood in the corner.

After the fairy played a song, no one’s words rang through the house.

This means that there is still no big money for a big money, or it is awkward, not talking, but the latter is extremely unlikely.

The fairy smiled and said some dry words. She was not a woman in the secular city, and she was just asked by the teacher to do this kind of work.

At this time, someone suddenly smiled and said: "Shao Langjun, isn't there?"

Almost instantly, someone was cold and cold: "No."

The fairy was very pleasantly surprised. He quickly got up and applied a blessing to the front. "See the two fairy gods of Xiaofeisheng and Wushijing."

This is the nickname of a one-footed gun and jade noodle Lang Lang...

The fairy has steadily caught the turbulent mood of the two big fishes. When sitting back to the original position, he will use his heart to play a song, and the two men will pay for the money to come to the world.

In the corner of her eye, Yu Guang saw the wood-like prostitute, his eyes were cold, but he smiled: "Ishigaki, don't you thank the two old gods?"

The prostitute gave a blessing.

When the fairy was finished, the old talents of the inn dropped a small summer money and asked: "Small Langjun, I went to the old dragon city and looked back to you, and the two brothers had a few drinks."

Xiao Langjun’s reply is quite concise: “Roll.”

The old man lost another small summer money. "Why are you doing this? I am visiting the door, you don't have to use your nest, and you won't delay your work for a few days."

Xiao Langjun: "No time."

The old man is anxious. "Don't you have time for dinner?"

Xiao Langjun, "No."

The old man in the inn was angry and said: "Wu Shijing! You are a practicing gentleman. Are you really a master of the martial arts?"

Xiao Langjun: "You are not called Xiaofeisheng. Can you not go to the sky to pee? You have to have this skill, I must open my mouth at the top of the mountain."

The old man of the inn began to change his strategy: "Small Langjun, how heroic you are, a hero, you have the heart to let me run in a thousand miles?"

Xiao Langjun was silent for a moment, the old man was nervous and waiting for the answer. Finally, Xiao Langjun said faintly: "Then roll over."

The old man in the inn was afraid to throw a blind eye in front of the fairy. He said: "Xie En Shane. Then let's just say it. Go back to your gang door, I will give you a secret code."

Xiao Langjun: "Shut up."

The old man is very happy. "You have to make it! Come back and meet, let's talk."

If the Yuguee sect of the second largest Xianjiamen school in Tongyezhou is here, seeing the face of such a charming and shameful face of the old lord, it is estimated that the eyeballs can be picked up and thrown on the ground.

In a few days, it is the New Year's Eve.

This evening, I had eaten the meal, helped the money to help Zhu collect the table, copied the book, went to the front shop to find Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan has already poured Fan Gangmao’s “betting” pot of wine into a sword. He can drink two or three mouths at a time, and more can’t, but hurts his body.

This is the case in the world. It is too late, and the blessings and greed are only between one thought.

Chen Pinggang just finished a small wine, his face was reddish, and he was on the counter side, picking up his heels, always quiet, and staring at Chen Ping’s drinking.

Chen Pingan put down his sword and asked him, "I don't want to read the flowers and blessings?"

Shake your head and shake your head.

Chen Pingxiao asked: "I don't want to read my mother?"

Hesitated for a moment, or shook his head.

She asked: "Are you angry?"

Chen Ping did not give yes or no, but asked: "Why don't you want to?"

The money looks calm and grins. "I just don't want to think about it."

Seeing Chen Pingan seems to be still not angry.

The skinny little girl squatted on the counter and licked the sticker on his forehead. After a long silence, he slowly said: "The hometown was in trouble. When I fled, my mother was starving to death on the road. I took me to the outside of Nanyuan Guojingcheng. Along the way, my mother kissed me and went to find another man. In order to change a few mouthfuls, at the beginning my mother didn’t want to, I was dragged by me. My hair was playing in the dead. I only knew that I was crying. I wanted to stop it. I gave it to me on the ground. He was a man. He was very energetic. Later, the girl exchanged it for food. I ate the most. My mother is less, I am the least. Once, I woke up in the middle of the night and found that my mother sneaked out and carried me, one person ate a black hoe, and I went back to sleep. Later, The mother-in-law seems to have been sick, and I don’t care. I started to carry my way back. Later, Scorpio told me that my mother was starving to death. Later, I found someone but could not sell me. He Just let me steal other people’s things and give them a few times. He will stupid me, so I will go all the way. I walked outside the capital, and I was blessed with better blessings. The rich people outside the city opened the porridge shop, and there were also white hoes. I ate fast, or how, it seems to be eating and eating for the hoe. I am then Look, don't know why, there is only one thought, I don't know if I have reached the bottom, I still can't catch up with my mother, can I be a companion."

Chen Pingan leaned forward and reached out and touched the head of Xiaotoutou. "Go to bed early."

He smiled and snorted, jumped to sleep, and yelled, "I have a character?, Devil, Ghost, leave!"

Chen Pingan sat alone there.

After that day, Chen Pingan became more and more strict with the money, and even sat next to the money, watching her copy the word by word.