The man who had previously slept in this Shishiya sag, shook his sleeves, and the mountain water was like a grain of white beads falling into the water. He smiled and asked: "This son, this is the end of the matter, how to tell?"

Chen Pingan said: "I don't have much money, I won't fight with you."

The man looked overjoyed and nodded. "Then I will accept you."

The old Xishan old fox was not happy. He poked the ground with a wooden stick, and then extended **** that were open, just pointing to Chen Pingan and the sly man. "The old man said, whoever has money is my son-in-law, no Half-hearted feelings are good! You are wearing a young and sturdy life, and you are arrogant, I have tried again and again, deliberately testing your conduct, and have given you a pass, and this is the end of the matter, there is no raw rice cooked rice, You should cherish!"

"If my daughter has followed you, most of my life will be worn and worn, wearing gold and silver, maybe even more than the female officials under the skin of Fan Yunyun, more like a lady. As for that, here, After drinking the northwest wind for several months, what kind of bird is like it, like the mirror in the old heart, most of the big earth is not his tone, it is impossible, my daughter, born to be a life of blessing, can not eat hard, old and absolutely I will not watch the baby prostitute jump into the fire pit!"

Chen Pingan is an eye-opener. During these years, I have traveled all over the country. I have seen the gods of the mountains and gods. I have seen foxes and deceive scholars. I have also seen the city’s sorrows, but I have never seen such a strange marriage.

The ugly man who looked at him was helpless: "Old man, I have no money, no snow money, and my son-in-law can't lie to you. But before I came to this ghost valley, I really did a big sale. It is a last resort, an arsenal, a sturdy object, and the gods and money inside, and many instruments, sold at a discount, but I am not poor."

The old fox was furious and knocked on the ground several times with a wooden stick. He screamed out loudly: "Come on me again! Roll your mother, the old dog eyes, only recognize the money!"

Chen Pingan took out a snowflake money. "I have such a **** money."

Xishan old fox disease said: "You talk about this baby, turn around, the clouds cover the fog, I can't eat true and false, but it doesn't matter, it's better than that. The son-in-law is you! After that, we will open the leaves of the Xishan foxes. I am relying on the son-in-law, and I am young and strong, and I have more strength. Right, my daughter, Wei Taizhen, and her name, she also has a younger brother, Wei Gaowu, who is unsatisfied and enters a door. It’s a family. In the future, you will remember more about this little sister-in-law. In the future, you will leave the ghost valley outside and have the opportunity to help him with seventeen eight fairy women...”

But Chen Pingan reached out to the man.

The man smiled and said: "These gods money, lend me, and send me better, so I have money."

The old fox eyeballs dribbled, isn’t that the helper who invited me, and teamed up to abduct their niece?

The girl who was hiding behind the green umbrella, asked the student: "I only ask one thing, but I have seen a golden dragonfly at the bottom of the water?"

Chen Ping shook his head and said honestly: "I have never seen it."

The girl sighed and sighed slowly, and she was graceful. She was still low-lying and deep in the umbrella. It was like a small umbrella with a cute and cute character. There was a stone-sized hole. Some of the scenery was beautiful. The girl’s voice was actually cold and clear, but natural. There is a fascinating charm of the fox, which is probably the sacred magical power of the world. "The son of the genius must blame me, only when it is a joke."

The girl pulled the sleeve of the old fox and said softly: "Hey, go."

The old man glanced at the young man wearing a fight. The more he looked at him, the more he looked like a liar. He snorted. "Marriage, no play, let's go back and discuss."

Xishan old fox and the umbrella girl hurriedly left.

Because of the messy footsteps, the green gourd hanging from the stick was swaying.

The two young and old fox charms left, and the mountain side quickly recovered.

The birds are extinct, the mountains and rivers are quiet, and there is a lifeless silence in the peace.

Chen Ping put away the snow money into the sleeves.

The man smiled and said: "I counted that Yang Chongxuan owes you half-personality."

Chen Pingan shook his head. "You don't have to be so polite. I just think more than one thing is less."

The man no longer said anything, probably because he was too hungry, looking for a slightly flat stone cliff, lying in a daze.

Chen Pingan took the bucket and stared at the light in the mountains like the fireworks on the summer night.

Since I came to Baojing Mountain, of course, I still came to the opportunity and the instrument. Although the hope is not big, it can be artificial. Under the sun, there is indeed a blessing in the bottom, but in the end it is rare and less. It is still the number of roads to make money in the wild, the swallows are muddy, and the ants move. Once they are lucky, they have a real opportunity to cultivate the Tao. It is also a crisis and a blessing. It needs to be cautious and careful, and maybe even fight.

It’s like the next five sects who should have been in the market now, until the Raven Ridge, turned over, a lot of hard work, in fact, a snowflake money could not be earned.

If you go to Qinglan Town in the north, you may have to fall down and you will be a pair of dead people.

As for the name "Yang Chongxuan", Chen Pingan has gone through it in his mind. There is no memory at all. There is no record in "Reassuring Collection", and it is recorded for the time being.

It should not be the ghost city of the same place in the ghost valley, or a strong ghost in the white cage city that does not listen to the announcement.

Presumably a strange person who came here to experience.

As for repairing, you should not be underestimated.

Because Chen Pingan could not see his roots and depth.

Like the old black robes who walked past the archway together, Shenhua was restrained and the true spirit was deep. Chen Pingan still guessed that it was a land sword repair of at least Jin Dan.

Of course, the bigger possibility is that Yang Chongxuan is simply a pseudonym.

For the white-cage city Pu Pu, Chen Ping’s taboos are more than the other’s repairs.

But I don't know why, this Yang Chongxuan, the danger of bringing Chen Pingan more than Pu'er.

This is definitely not because of the realm of Yang Chongxuan, which is higher than the Puyu of Yuan Yingfeng.

Even if Chen Ping can't see the depth of this person, it is faintly felt that Yang Chongxuan is worse than the Puqi, which is like the combination of heaven and earth. It is a little "meaning". On the road of practice, this is often a scorpio.

The man who claimed to be Yang Chongxuan was lying on the other side of the other side, cocked his legs and smiled. "If you come for the biggest opportunity of Baojing Mountain, I advise you to forget it. I also advise you to stop and watch for a long time. Your soul will suddenly tremble at a certain moment, involuntarily, unpredictable, and the soul will leave, as the water rushes into the mountains, it is difficult to recover, and in the process, the land of the fairyland Next, I will only be unaware of it. I will tell you that these treasures are silent and secretive, and the half-person that I owe you before will be paid off."

This mountain is born of a treasure mirror. It is the deliberate swearing of the "Reassuring Collection" of Ma Mazong. It is not the old antiques that dealt with the dead and the sorcerer. I worried that the outsiders would seize the opportunity, but it was difficult. If you can't find it, the ordinary monks will go into the mountains to find treasures. It is easy to go with the birds on the bottom of the water, and the bottom of the shelves. The essence of this mountain and water transport, not only that, but also the flow of immortals, half of the souls must be detained in the water, and the rest After half of the souls have been transferred to the reincarnation, even if they are reincarnation, they will continue to be human beings. For the practicing qi, the soul is crippled and it is a taboo.

"As for why I can practice here, I am naturally prepared."

Yang Chongxuan said half, saying more, estimated that the other side was born with suspicion, he swayed a leg, lazy: "I am a man of uncertainty, like to learn anything, miscellaneous but not fine."

After Chen Ping’s words, he regained his sight and re-appeared.

I am planning to leave Baojingshan.

The heavenly treasures that came into being, the strange flowers and grasses in the fairyland of Xianshan, have their own way, and they have the skills. Both are indispensable, and they are extremely particular about the right place.

Who is in what place, what kind of temperament hour, what method, and what secret treasure to carry to carry, interlocking.

The high level is far from enough to decide everything.

There is a clear record on the "Reassuring Collection". The owner of Xianyi City has a certain chance to win the Baojing Mountain. It is only a bit of a hundred years of sorrow. It is still impossible to crack. If you don’t do it, you will be motivated by the crowd, in addition to the ghosts of your own city. After borrowing thousands of feminines from the three cities that have been handed over to the city, and borrowing from Fuzhu, who is dedicated to the peak of the city, try to move Baojingshan directly and migrate the entire hill. To Xianxian City, manpower and material resources are innumerable. In the end, the bamboo baskets are still empty.

The elusiveness of Bao Jingshan’s blessing is thus visible.

If you want to get the "seeing the right eye" of the mural goddess of the mural painting city, you probably can only rely on your life.

And if you want to take away the treasure mirror, you don’t even know what you want to rely on.

Only Chen Pingan quickly changed his mind, so I can give it a try.

Some deep-rooted old ideas have to be changed.

I can't always feel that I can't catch an extra chance.

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Xishan old fox walked down Baojing Mountain, holding a stick and a mustache, and sighed all the way.

The girl is a little absent-minded.

The old man suddenly asked: "Too true, it is better to marry the three-door city ghost handsome? That femininity, so the top is the number one fierce under the master of the three-dollar city, not more than the ordinary femininity, compared to those who have a big mouth, otherwise That is, the skeleton is not half-baked, and it is always neat and tidy. In our place, it is not too much to say that it is a handsome man."

The girl is frowning.

The old man said helplessly: "Yes, the Yunyou people said that your marriage, Ruyi Langjun, must be a person who can see the deep gold, but how many years have passed, two hundred years? Three hundred years? In the marketplace outside the Ghost Valley, you are so old, the grandson of the grandson’s grandson should have a wife and a son..."

The girl was bored, gently twisted the green umbrella that broke a hole, turned to look at the halfway of Baojing Mountain, and whispered: "Hey, don't rush your daughter, wait, for a hundred years. If it is still not enough, the daughter will marry and marry."

The old man lamented, "That must marry a rich family. It is best not to be too ghostly. You must have filial piety. You know how to be good to the old man. In addition to the generous dowry, you will respect the filial piety from time to time. You, marry out, don't really become a splash of water, for the rest of your life, can you live a few days of comfort, but you can count on you and the future son-in-law."

The girl hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked: "Hey, really, as the ghost of the Three Doosan said, if the daughter married him, the Three City City Lord can help you to build a temple in Baojing Mountain, when it is incense Water god?"

The old man laughed and said: "There is still a lot of people's words, not to mention the ghosts of this kind of ghost, the mountains and rivers of the ghost valley, how expensive is it, you haven't counted? There are so many city masters in the north and the south, how many of them are born? , plastic golden body, Chengshan god, that is not to dare to expect, the rules of Confucian saints, dead, who dare to disobey, but a water god, it is still a bit of a spectrum, but unfortunately, I know my own two, no That life. 爹 爹 的 的 爹 秘 秘 秘 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹 爹

The girl smiled awkwardly. "Hey, are you afraid that it will have to suffer from the affliction and frugality of being a god?"

The old man is also a thick face. "That is nature. Whether it is a living thing or a dead animal in the world, or the singularity of these mountains, the world is going to take advantage of it. The dynasty is a god, why is it relatively simple? That is the national security shelter, the merits of the whole body, the strange ghosts become gods, why is it dangerous, not far from the world, not sinful, with the old man, squatting in this ghost valley, only see a few lifetimes A living person? There is a yin of a fart, not to mention seeing one, and then swindling into the dead, deceiving so many martial artists to go to the mountains to see the water, causing them to lose their souls, these hundreds of years, every time to Qingming It’s just around the Baojing Mountain, and it’s fun to burn the soil again and again. This is in my heart, squatting.”

The old man did not come from lame, annoyed: "Why are you so prosperous, why aren't the few city owners unable to marry you? Otherwise, don't say that the sparrow has become a phoenix, and the original wife of a certain city owner is a favored person. Xiao Yan, hey, and your unspoken brother, you should also fly up. Where do you need to nest in the Baojing Mountain where the bird is not pulling, big eyes, small eyes, mixed eating and so on? Let’s say the big color of the powder Langcheng The embryo, which was still squatting before, will lift your car to the big car. How can these years be clear-minded and not tempted?"

The girl looks a little innocent.

If others like it or not, can they force it?

She has a pair of very beautiful eyes.

The old foxes are endless, and the Xishan foxes are getting dying, and there are not many.

I heard that there is a place in Baojuzhou, the Fox family is prosperous, but the old fox firmly believes in this niece, even if it goes there, it must be the best of the Yanjia side.

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On the white jade square at the entrance of the main city of the city, Yingying is like a mirror, and the light can shine.

A girl with a fist in her hands and put it on her chest, she wrinkled her face, pouted her mouth, facing the broken car rut, she wanted to cry without tears.

Lost to the family.

After the two days of escape, the skin city owner was not fortunate enough to be grateful.

For the first time, she actually cultivated her skills. It is not as good as people. It is a common thing in the ghost valley. Many towns with infinite historical scenery are not as good as hers. They are doing it for Baicun City and Xiangxi City. Horses, mixed less than chickens and dogs, chickens and dare to make a sound, a few passers-by. Those big ghosts who have been city owners, dare now?

But for the second time, it seems that the clouds are light and windy, and there is no bloodyness at all. Instead, Fan Yunluo is the most heart-wrenching.

The sorrow of the famous "Bone Swordsman" in Ghost Valley has always been repaid.

From no exceptions.

Fan Yunluo sniffed his nose, wiped his face, walked around the baby car, and rubbed it there, feeling distressed.

If you want to fix something like new, you don't need a small summer money. In the ghost valley, do not move the bottom of the family, want to earn some fresh fairy money, how difficult?

Fan Yunlu suddenly slammed with a forehead and slammed.

She worked hard.

Seeing the old man who was lucky enough to return to the city, he became more and more guilty. At that time, in Raven Ridge, she and the skinny city palace loaded female ghosts fled, some of the fortunes were not good, the house leaked to the night rain, it is better to die under the sword of the young sword fairy, give the golden dragon ghost After walking with her hand, she hid quickly. Afterwards, she also raised a few skinny city female officials. It was a small trick to make up for it. But now I can see the appearance of the city owner, and the old man will play drums in some hearts to see the posture of the city owner. Wouldn't it be for her to take out the private money to fix this treasure?

For a time, the old man had the idea of ​​changing to another city.

Ghost Valley, big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, the bottom layer of shrimp, you can only eat mud.

Once there is a situation in which the soldiers are folded, the consequences are unimaginable, and it is easy to attract the envy of the surrounding forces. Once the forces of the parties are secretly aligned and swarmed, the skin of the city is destined to be a fragmented end.

Here, as long as it is strangled, the most taboos are deadlocked, or the enemy is killed by one hundred thousand, because it is often sneaked in by greater power, and both sides who fight and kill, if it is to marry others, why bother? Come here. Once a city in the Ghost Valley is determined to take the shot, most of them are after a lot of weights, and they eat the prey, so they often hit the commandments and get ten.

Although Fan Yunluo is a Jin Dan Xiu, but the skin of the city is still seemingly weak, so Fan Yunluo likes to make up the mystery. For example, she leaked half of the cover, and she had a very good relationship with the Ma Mazong. She recognized a maiden sect. The ancestral monk of the Qingshi Township is a brother-in-law, but the old man knows the roots and knows the truth. If the other party is willing to point this head, let alone the brothers who have crossed the same generation, they will recognize the cognac, even the ancestors, Fan Yunluo. All are willing. Fortunately, the monk, eager to ask, do not ask the world, in the Ma Mazong, and the mural city Yang Lin, is the arrogant of the road is expected, too lazy to compare with the skin of the city.

They are the skin of the city, this is the most bottom-down force in the southern cities of the Ghost Valley. The female ghosts brought to the Raven Ridge are the confidants that Fan Yunlu can play underneath. This is really the root of the wounded city. .

The white maiden has been seriously injured, and the younger one is a child. It is only a hundred years old. It can only be half dead and lying in the pool. It is nothing to lose a little. This white girl is not known for her strength. But she is the gimmick of the owner of the city of Lang Langcheng. It is a fact that is well known in the southern part of the Ghost Valley. It is not a secret, and the wife of the city owner is not only a Taoist with the city owner, she is also a real manager. For the sake of the white maiden, Pink Lang has always looked at the skin and the city is extremely dissatisfied.

The old man bowed his head slightly and his face was cloudy and uncertain. He thought that if he didn't do it, he would steal the center of the big city of the city and vote for the lady of the powder city.

As long as the powder Langcheng eats the skin of the city, maybe the next skin city master

In place, there is hope for yourself.

Ghost Valley, the north and south large and small city pool, a total of thirty-six, has always been the owner of the water, the city of the iron hit, changed the city owner, but each is based on preferences, just a name.

This is an unwritten rule of the Ghost Valley. It is said that it was transmitted from the Baijing Jingguan City. It is a siege of the city, and it is mutually exclusive. If you win the battle, you will not be able to kill and destroy the ghosts. So that the city is destroyed into ruins, unless there is that foundation and capital, within ten years, a city is reconstructed on the ruins. Otherwise, when the ten-year-old arrives, several ghosts in the Jingguan City will lead the army to the south, and that is the real chicken and dog.

The old man is hesitant, although he is more inclined to betray the skin of the city and the fanless Fan Yunluo, but it is still somewhat guilty. The anecdote of the seller’s glory is not very pleasing in the ghost valley, but it is replaced by the owner. The same will give the meritorious old crowds a lot of power, take the opportunity to make a living.

The only hope is that Mrs. Fan Langcheng, because she is also a woman, will not care about these loyalty and unfaithfulness.

Fan Yunluo suddenly stopped the crazy movement and turned to the old man. He was pitiful: "The name of the white cage city is Pu, after saving me, I said that there will be another tribute this year. I want to double. Chang Hao, you said How can this be good? We are so tired of the city, and now we are going to find the counters that are on the table and into the eyes of the white cage city."

The old man trembled and smiled and said: "The city owner, this is a good fortune in misfortune. It is a good thing! Since Pu Dacheng has opened the golden mouth, we have no need to worry about any thieves mourning for at least 100 years."

Fan Yunluo’s tender face is still clouded. “But the skin is too busy to make ends meet. It’s time to hollow out the bottom of the family, and it will last for a hundred years. It’s not dead at night.”

The old man had to squeeze out a smile and comforted him: "The city owner does not need to be discouraged. He has a long time to say that he is not long, and he said that it is short or short. As long as the time is running once or twice, the skin of the city will not change and become a first-class one in the south. The big city is over. When the city owner does not say that he looks at the face of the city of Xiangtan and the city of Lang Lang, he said that the Pucheng master must rely on the city owner."

Fan Yunluo nodded.

She put out her fingers, like a kitten, rubbing her face, scratching her eyes, and wondering: "I am so heartbroken, how can I not have a few tears, some are not like words."

The old hoarse voice is speechless.

Fan Yunluo waved his hand and took the rut into the big sleeve. He walked over to the gate of the house and said, "I will go to the grass man and poke the **** who wears the fight!"

The old man followed, and his heart turned sharply.

The words of the city owner are pounding themselves? Still unintentional?

Fan Yunluo kept on foot and suddenly turned and asked: "Yes, what is that person?"

The old man said: "The other party does not seem to have a self-registration number."

Fan Yunluo stopped his body, stayed in the woods, waved in his sleeves, his feet snarled, and he said with sorrow: "My best grass man can't get it."

The old man is helpless.

How many grass people are piled up in the mortuary in the main house of the city? Which one is used?

Fan Yunluo is short and has a large dress. It is quite like a radish that walks between the houses.

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On the other side of Baojing Mountain, Chen Ping, who made up his mind, used a lot of methods. For example, he took out a fisherman from the Shuhu Lake, and after squatting on the bottom of the water, he did not dare to look at the water too much, and soon closed his breath. Then, the hook is smashed into the water, trying to pick up a few crystal white bones from the bottom of the water, or hooking the pieces of broken implements that emit a faint golden light, and then dragging them out, but Chen Ping tried several times, surprised. I found the scene of the bottom of the lake, like the mirage of the mirage, the phantom, and the next time, it was empty.

Chen Pingan still did not believe in evil, and tried several methods. He could never take anything out of the water. I think it might be this deep sacred aura that formed a barrier similar to the landscape method. Finally, I took out a yellow break paper break, and opened the road, quickly thrown into the water, and then throw the raft to follow the path. Breaking into the bottom of the water, but the symbol is burning very fast in the water of the water, and still returns without success.

Chen Pingan was at the water's edge, and some of them felt distressed.

Yang Chongxuan lies on the opposite side of the snow-white stone cliff and smiles: "Don't say that you are such a fancy trick, how many immortals and monks in history have done it, and even the monks borrowed a valuable water bottle, which consumes reiki. Since the operation of the magical powers, from the shackles of the water, the water in the drinking bottle is enough to flood a dynasty city, but still have not taken anything out of it, a sale, a miserable, know why?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I still hope that Yang Daoyou will be confused."

Traveling outside, calling people and friends, will not make mistakes.

Yang Chongxuan put his hands on the pillows, basking in the sun, staring at the sky, slowly saying: "Many hills, like to let the woman with the appearance of the moon look like the method of mirroring the water, as a means of making money, the world men watch the bowl Among the water and water curtains, the fairies of all kinds of styles are close at hand, seemingly within reach, but how far is the real distance? How long can you fish line, is there a hundred thousand eight thousand miles? ”

Chen Pingan said: "It turns out. It seems that I think more."

Yang Chongxuan said: "The world is different, unless it is just the kind of the world, it can barely count as a share. As for this Baojing Mountain, for thousands of years, the old places that have been given to countless monks have not been blessed. How can it be so easy to get in the bag? I have been here for so many years, and I don’t have to wait for it, so you don’t have to feel embarrassed. I used more ridiculous methods and jumped into the squat. To get to the bottom, the result is easy, the road is difficult to walk, and I have been swimming for a full month, and I almost didn't die in it."

Chen Pingan sincerely praised: "Yang Dao's friendly and high-education."

Yang Chongxian sighed, "Make it together. The city owner of Jingguan City is said to have been in the water for a year, but he could not find the golden plaque that opened the door. Although the city owner is dead, it takes up the sky. Big and cheap, but even if I die, I believe that it is still less than a year."

Chen Pingan curiously asked: "This mountain is full of yin, and it is full of yin. In addition to the ghost valley, find a suitable buyer. Maybe a few pounds of water, you can sell snowflake money. The monk who borrowed the drinking water bottle at that time, There are so many mountains and waters in the bottle, why not make a big profit, but a bad one?"

Yang Chongxuan smiled and said: "This water is away from the Baojing Mountain boundary. It is very fast in the yin air, unless it is hidden in the square object. Otherwise, once the water of the mountain is too much, it will go outside, like a flood, and that year. The five-day monk was inadvertently. After arriving at the bone-bone beach, he took out the bottle of the treasure of the treasure from the scales. The water bottle with too much water could not hold the suffocation and burst on the spot. Fortunately, in the sacral beach, not far from the swaying river, if it is elsewhere, this guy may be chased by the saints of the college."

Yang Chongxuan smiled and said: "Ten kilograms of mountain water without refining water, it is not difficult to sell a snowflake money in the bones of the bones. The precondition is that you have to have square and square feet, and then there are one or two similar drinking water bottles. The product rank is too high, high, easy to be bad, too low, it is too occupied. Under the fairy, I dare not come here to take water, as a fairy, where is the rare snowflake money."

Chen Pingan took off the sword and put it into the mountain, and the water was full.

After all, I opened up the half-hanger training spirit of Shuifu. When I first paid for the Yincha tea that swayed the riverside tea stall, I also had to make up for the consideration of water vapor. If I could install this gourd mountain water, I wouldn’t be a white runner. Jingshan.

However, before leaving Ghost Valley, you can actually run another Baojing Mountain. The legendary drinking water bottle does not need to be extravagant. You can prepare more bottles and cans, install a few thousand pounds of mountain water, and turn back to the bones of the bones. Whether it is a business with the tea shopkeeper, it is also a small income.

That Yang Chongxuan just squinted at the "red wine jug" in the hands of Chen Pingan, slightly surprised, but not too concerned.

"Thank you for your words."

Chen Pingan stood up and hugged his fist: "Since Baojingshan and I are destined to miss, Yang Daoyou, leave."

Yang Chongxuan sat up and seemed to be surprised. "Is this gone?"

Chen Ping nodded and wore a fight.

Yang Chongxuan lay back to Shiya and began to close his eyes to raise his spirit. After a while, he opened his eyes. "Is it really gone? Is it true that you are acting decisively, or is there no patience?"

The man who had previously taken the bamboo poles clearly used the square inch and did not deliberately cover it.

Just as he walked into the water, it was actually a small gesture.

In this Luzhou Luzhou, if you want to fight less, you must learn to shake some of your family.

Otherwise, a lot of ants with little temper and temper, you crushed the other side with your toes, but they are still there while they are still dying, squirting you with a spit, not repenting, killing and not eating. When things happened, "Yang Chongxuan" felt more and more greasy, and it was really boring. This gradually turned the temper and became more "good for people". For example, the old fox of Xishan, gave birth to a stinky mouth and replaced it with Before the self, the old fox died, there should be eighty times without a hundred times.

After the young Ranger left Baojingshan, Yang Chongxuan also had a slightly better mood.

The other side has a sentence, really said that his heart has gone.

The less trouble, the better.

What's more, the moment is the key period for Yang Chongxuan to get the chance.

He sat up, squinted, and stared at the squat as if he could be seen at a glance.

This treasure mirror, the guess on "Reassuring Set" is wrong, it is not a light mirror at all, it is not a magical mirror for the demon charm, but a long-lost Sanshanjiu Hou.

It is a half-bright soldier.

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Chen Pingan has been away from Baojing Mountain.

In order to take this Baojing Mountain, Chen Pingan has already deviated from the route of Qinglan Town.

It seems that taking things like luck is not really suitable for you.

If you change to land, or that Li Wei, it is hard to say.

After leaving Baojing Mountain, Chen Pingan still chose the mountains and mountains, and gradually moved closer to the Qinglan Town. The Jindan Yinling and the ghosts under the armpits did not show up. It was also reasonable. After all, they were in the Raven Ridge. Some chasing the top, did not deliberately hide the strength, with Fan Yunluo, the golden-hearted city headed by Jin Dan, is simply defeated, and believes that the "horse thief" who can flow in the ghost valley for many years will not take the initiative. coming.

The road to the northbound, the mountains and rivers are unhindered, and many of them may lead to a ghostly charm of a five-year-old monk who died. Most of them are cautious, and they will retract back to the nest of the forest.

For example, the giant python and spider essence on the cable bridge, for the pair of priests, may only need to take a face, without using them to risk the bridge, it will be a murder.

At dusk this day, Chen Pingan rested in a peach forest.

Taolin is naturally weird, and there is a reason that the big winter is still full of peach blossoms.

It’s just that Chen Ping’s smashing sword travels through the ghost valley. It’s not a strange thing, but no eccentricity.

Previously outside Taolin, there were two stone monuments of different heights, such as a pair of neighbors with a strong temperament, each engraved with the Great Moon Temple and Xiao Xuan.

If there is still a small word before the "Xuanduguan", Chen Pingan will not go into Taolin if he is killed.

Because the real mysterious view of the city, is the next place in the Qing Dynasty, dare not to accept the three masters of the management of the land.

It is rumored that after the second child became a teacher, the only time to use the sword in his own world is in the Xuan Duguan.

Although it is determined that the Xiaoxuan Metropolitan View written on the stone tablet is not a well-known holy place that is so famous that the world is full of sorrows, before Chen Ping’s entry into the forest, it is still the first fifteenth of the flying sword, and it is lifted up and overlooked. There should be no temple Taoist architecture in the vast forest of Taolin, which covers an area of ​​no more than a thousand acres.

This Taolin, there is no word in the book.

Presumably there is no murderous demon.

Chen Pingan found that there were no half-rooted peach trees in the surrounding area. The only exaggerated shades on the top of the head and the fragrant peach blossoms were not pleasant. It smelled for a long time and was almost full of tiredness.

Chen Pingan took the fight and sat cross-legged. He took a yang-inspired light symbol from the sleeves and gently slammed it. The burning speed of the scorpion was no different from that of the ghost road. It seems that this place is cloudy. The gas is indeed normal. It’s just that the smell of this peach forest is too much. Chen Pingan loosened his fingers, bent over and placed the paper in front of him, and then began to practice the sword furnace pile, running the pure gas, such as the fire dragon to walk around the city, just to prevent the aroma invade this place, but don't Overturned in the gutter.

Under the ground, there was a silver bell-like woman’s laughter.

Chen Ping was placed in the scandal.

The laughter gradually stopped and changed into a flattering speech. "This good-natured, young Lang Lang, into my pink account, sniffs my hair, and I am not too light. If I were you, I would never leave, just stay here. , born in the world."

Chen Pingan opened his eyes and looked at it. The surface of the ground was swaying with a layer of water, but it did not rise. It only shook and swayed below a foot height.

Chen Pingan was a little surprised. "Why does Ma Zong intentionally ignore the existence of your peach charm?"

The entire Taolin began to sway slowly, such as a bit of a skirt and a beautiful woman dancing.

It’s like this peach forest, it’s just her hair.

Chen Pingan found the scene in his vision and began to shake slightly.

She didn't know where to hide the underground, and she smiled. The tempting voice came out of the ground. "Of course, the monk who was wearing the Mazong was afraid of me. What else? Xiaolang is so handsome, but stupid, otherwise it is really a A perfect match."

After a while, she suddenly converges and smiles and asks: "Hey? How can you not move, your heart doesn't move? Is it a monk without a shaved head? A stinky cow nose without a robe?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Reloading the gods and ghosts, I will cut down all the peach trees. When it is a sword, let you be a nun."

She was not angry and laughed, and she said: "Okay, okay, I am waiting for Xiao Langjun's fairy sword."

Chen Pingan looked up.

A hand-picked trail of childishness has shrunk into an inch, and it has swept away. The lips are red and white, and the infuriating-----------------------------

It was actually a high-ranking man who was about to enter the Jindan Dixian.

The Taoist eyes are cold and squint at Chen Pingan. "This is the place where Master and Taoist friends are close to each other. It has been a thousand years of descending. It is already recognized as a paradise in the ghost valley. It has always been a distraction for outsiders. It is a white cage. The city of Pu Pu, if you have something to do, will not easily enter the forest, you are a person who is experienced, and this little peach charm is doing something. Speed ​​away!"

That peach charm is obviously awesome to this little boy, just awkward words, slightly resentful, "What kind of paradise, but the use of the fairy gods, will force me to detain this place, to protect the remnants of the temple. diarrhea."

"presumptuous!"

The little boy's face was stunned, and there was a wave of lightning that was as thick as an arm. The glamour was soaked in the depths of the ground, and the peach blossoms fell on the ground.

Chen Pingan is somewhat clear.

In the Ghost Valley, there will surely be some high-ranking people who are not afraid of the sullen atmosphere. They are rooted here, and in turn they have to rely on the mighty and sultry atmosphere of the heavens and the earth.

The little boy didn't hate it, but it was a whirlwind, thunder and lightning, intertwined with a Xianjia fishing net, and did not enter the ground. The sound of the thunder rang suddenly under the ground. "Three days without hitting the house to expose the tile! If it is not my master, you only How can I be able to stand in the ghost valley? I have to listen to my Master and Dao’s arguments. With this opportunity, I will slowly practice to the Dragon Gate, and you will forget this charm... ..."

The peach charm is pleading, and praying for the savvy little boy.

The more the boy said, the more annoyed, the dust and the movement, actually caused the vision of the high places of the sea of ​​clouds, it is necessary to drop a secret of the secrets of a sect, and teach the peach charm.

Chen Pingan had to say: "The little boy is angry, so I will leave Taolin."

A dark cloud left the sea of ​​clouds, slowly sinking alone, thunder and lightning, and the momentum is amazing.

Xiaodao Tong sneered: "If we didn't practice in this Taolin, you misunderstood this place, and you have already given this peach charm that is good at congenital charm, giving you a fascinating yang, and you don't know how to make fun. The heart, Master is right, you are the geniuses who are immersed in red dust every day..."

Chen Pingan retreats with a kick, and quickly throws it out to the high point of the sea of ​​clouds. With the cloud steaming Daze style, the thundercloud that is ready to be sent is broken up, and the air machine is scattered and scattered. , 殃 地面 and the ground peach forest, boasting bright red peach blossoms are even more like rain.

The little boy is frowning.

I am afraid that it is not afraid, but there are some accidents.

So young martial arts master? Looking at the weather of this boxing, it is concise and magnificent. Although it has not yet been golden, it is not far behind.

However, the little Taoist boy himself forgot, he is not a "small young" one of the dragon gate monks.

Although it’s too early to get into the cave, when

When Master explained the mystery on the road of practice, he asked if he would take this opportunity to maintain his face. At that time, he was young and ignorant. He felt that his body was just a stinking sac. Since he did not hinder the future cultivation, he would no longer "grow" or be bad. The type was fixed. Since then, the "Little Doberman" has almost repented of the intestines.

How should we let the body grow to the man and the crown and then "stop".

Therefore, every time he sneaked out and distracted, Fan Yunluo, who had met the girl's appearance several times, was very annoyed. The old monk was still on fire, and he and Fan Yunluo could be described as golden boy and girl.

After Chen Ping’s fist, he smiled and said: “The reason you said is correct, but if you really want to listen to it, instead of just asking for your own peace of mind, then your attitude and tone are also important, calm and calm. It’s not a bad thing to be toned and kind."

The peach charm that was almost scared and courageously echoed: "It makes sense. This should be heard."

The little boy's arm is holding the snow-white tail that is made of Yingling's white bones, hesitating.

It’s not a matter of disagreement, killing and killing. This is not what Xiao Xuan’s observing people should do.

But since the other side is a Wufu who has come to Ghost Valley, the two sides have learned a little bit, is there nothing wrong with it? Master will not blame it?

At this time, a gold armored man strode forward and looked at the back of the little boy. He said: "Xu Wei, Zhenjun asked the son to see the inside."

Xiaodao Tong angered: "This guy He De He can, can you enter the Xiaoxuan view?!"

Jin Axis’s anger on the little boy’s anger and turned a blind eye, has turned his head and looked at Chen Ping’an who just wore a good fight. “This son, my family really has a request, if you are not in a hurry, you can go to our Xiaoxuan to have a drink. Millennium peach tea."

Chen Pingan’s fists refused: “If you mistakenly enter Taolin, you have already disturbed the repair of your true family. I really dare not go to the expensive and disturbed, so I will leave.”

Jin Axis nodded. "If this is the case, I will not be able to retain it. If I want to enter the tea again in the future, I will only come here to make the Tao charm and let it lead."

Chen Pingan turned and left Taolin.

The Xiaodao Tong, named Xu Wei, said: "It’s better to save a cup of peach tea that has been drunk three times!"

Peach charm is charming under the ground: "Is it awkward, this person is not good for life, and Tianfufuyuan has also missed it. Next time I come to Taolin, I will hide and I will not see him again."

Xu Wei angered: "Master's decree, you dare to play?!"

Peach charm immediately asked for mercy: "Don't dare, never dare."

Inside a quaint Taoist temple where peach trees are planted, a old man with a crane and a child's face is sitting opposite a thin old man, and his old skeleton is skinny, but he is wearing an unusually large cockroach.

The old man smiled and said: "How is this punch?"

The old man slowly said: "It’s just too easy to fold."

The old man squinted at a cup of tea on the table and asked, "Do you think this cup of peach tea needs to be kept? Can you guess that the young man will return to Taolin, and drink it in this view? ”

The old man looks very dull. "There will be more words."

The old man did not wear the crown, but also had a happy towel. His body robe was old and ordinary, and there was no such thing as a fairy.

He sighed softly. "The three goddesses of the mural city have already gone out of the picture, each with their master. There are also five monks on the continent and the He Xiaoliang joined the ghost valley, went to Jingguan City, Yang Chongxuan also seized If there is a little bit of movement, and if you get a little bit of movement, you will get rid of it. This ghost valley will completely become a pot of porridge, and we have only the remaining paradise, maybe we have to be clean."

The old man nodded and said: "The true vision."

When I heard the word "Pu Yu", the old man meditation in his heart, and the Buddha sang.

The old man has actually noticed that the other person’s state of mind is different, but the two sides know the roots and need not say more.

The old man looked up. "You said that in terms of the people we cultivated, even the boundaries between life and death are blurred. So where is the heaven and the earth, is it not a cage? The less you know, the easier it is, the more you know, how can you really feel good."

The old man thought for a moment, bowed his head, revealing the pair of dry but golden palms. "The poor Dharma, still can't support this embarrassment, how can I see the Buddha, how can I ask this ancient trouble."

The old man slowly got up, folded his hands and took a ritual.

The old man does not pay attention to the old man with the red tape, nodding.

When the old man stepped out, he lost his body and returned to the Great Yuanyue Temple. He was the same as Xiao Xuan’s view. It was the Xianjia Mansion in Taolin’s own small world. Unless Yuan Ying, otherwise he was in Taolin. After turning the millennium, I can’t see it or go.

Inside the temple, the Sanskrit pipa, the old monk sat on the futon, and the monks bowed slowly in the corridor. There were small monks who were diligently sweeping the trees under the trees. They were busy, and there was no speech between the two.

The dead old man stood in the same place, in the field of vision, those monks are actually a white bone.

I bypassed the Daxiong Hall, where the clouds were filled with the golden Buddha. The old man folded his hands together, looked pious and walked silently.

The golden body of the arhat is almost full of old squats, and there is a monk who is similar to his eyebrows but disparate in age. He is different from each other and appears out of thin air. There are four in total, each with questions, just old. I just turned a blind eye, listened to it, and just went ahead.

A young monk looked pity and said: "Why don't you drink the cup of peach tea? If you drink it, you can practice it for a few years! It is a step closer to the pure land of the Buddha in the West, even if it is half a step." ”

A middle-aged monk is angry and screams at the old man: "What Dharma do you cultivate? There are so many sorrows in the Ghost Valley, why not go over!"

A sly person wearing a gorgeous face, looking arrogant, squinting at the old man, screaming at the nose: "This kind of hard work, not the Fa-rectification."

An old monk who looks the closest to the old man, whispered, "You are me? I am you?"

The last young and slender man, with his back to the old man who is always firm and slowly moving forward, the young monk looked at a peach-wood fence, and he said: "Peach blossoms are laughing and laughing. It’s the most affectionate to open."

The old man was slightly stagnate, but he quickly strode forward, and after a while, he resumed his usual pace.

If you don't look up, the ordinary folks will enter the temple and will only feel the sun shining.

In fact, when you look up, you will see that it is a scene of a round of hooks.

Inside the Xiaoxuan Temple, the old man came to a towering peach tree, crouched down, and his fingers pulled out some soil and gently moved.

The old man pointed to the earth, and it was the earth of the monk who dreamed of the monk on the mountain. It was as heavy as gold and iron.

The old man is silent.

The soil is also said to be old and young, and it is also divided into "life and death." Everything in the world is not moving, but it is not entirely. In the final analysis, there are still a number of prostitute Yang Shou, the time is limited, the view is blurred, neither true nor long-term. Therefore, the Buddha has a cloud, the Buddha view is a sacred water, and the four thousand eight thousand worms, and the old man of the Great Yuanyue Temple uses this as a method of meditation, but only looks bigger and appreciates the moon.

As for the old Taoist, it is more quiet to see the changes in the age of these dead bodies.

The Taoist temple is a neighbor, and the old man is saying that the various laws have been for a thousand years, but still can not compete for a high or low.

It’s time to see if you are a god, or a veteran.

The little boy, Xu Wei, came to the master and found that Master was meditating, and Xu Wei would not speak.

The old man did not turn his head and said with a smile: "Besides watching, not only did you not be able to shake the prestige, but also gave a young Wufu a lesson. Do you think his remarks are justified?"

The little boy holds the dust and is unhappy: "It makes sense, and it is with me."

The old man nodded, lost the soil, gently smeared with the palm of the white jade, stood up and said: "There are all things in the spirit, and sentient beings, gradually rising, you will more and more understand the ruthlessness of the avenue. If you I can learn the demon slayers of the Dragon and Tiger Mountain Taoist people, do good deeds on the day, accumulate merits, and not bad. I can learn the ruthless law with me and ask for truth. It is better."

The old man smiled. "The law of ruthlessness is not to teach you to act violently, to kill innocent people, but to see more about the age of four, and the world is always there."

Xiaodao Tong solemnly made a head to Master.

The old man turned his head and looked in the direction of the Great Moon Temple. He whispered: "The greed is slow and skeptical. If the five poisons are not removed, they will bury their heads and repair themselves. After all, it is not the Fa-rectification, but the evil."

The old man looks to the north of Taolin again. "Xu Wei, if you can't realize the avenue for the time being, you may wish to try it. Choose a good person in the eyes of the world. Just remember, let the world do good, and return it to you with this world." Good or bad, the relationship is not big. The same way, this is also the law of ruthlessness... One way, the Tao is natural."

The little boy shook his head and said, "Can't do that kind of good person."

The old man is not okay.

Xiaodao Tong cautiously asked: "Master, the real mysterious view of the city, is this season like spring, peach blossoms?"

The old man smiled and said: "Then you should not stay in this vast world, go to the world where the master of the house is the master. You can see it if you know it. You have to do this. Go back to Master and let this peach look like a mountain." After leaving this ghost valley, you can go to the young master who is surnamed He to practice, and then look for opportunities to go to the world, and the opportunity to visit the Xuan Duguan will naturally be bigger."

The little boy shook his head and said: "Don't go! Where is Master's way, I will practice where I am."

The old man patted the head of the boy.

Xiaodao Tong smiled and narrowed his eyes.

The old man suddenly said with emotion: "I remembered that I have never had a bowl of swaying tea that has been swaying the river for a long time. After the millennium, I want to taste more mellow."

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The twilight is gloomy, and it is not too far away from Qinglan Town. It is only two hundred miles away. Chen Pingan passes through a green lake.

Previously in the distant hills, I saw a bonfire burning here, and Chen Pingan rushed over. If he met the ghost of the night tour, he could kill and sell the money.

This trip to the Ghost Valley, there are not many experiences, just playing one in the Raven Ridge, but in the Taolin, but handed a punch only, can make money is not too small.

The skinny white maiden's snow robes are not mentioned, and there are more than a dozen valuable Yingying white bones. As for the specific price that the latter can sell, it is hard to say.

As for the deep water of Baojing Mountain, although it is not worth the money, it can save a little trouble for Chen Pingan. Before drinking two kilograms of mountain water, I breathe and immerse myself in the heart. In the Fuzhong, the green boys in Shuifu are quite excited.

Seen by the lake, it was a little unexpected. It was a handsome boy dressed in muddy gold. With two squats, he should plan to spend the night at the lake.

Chen Pingan calculated the foot force and the route. The other party should have been to Lancang Town. After the tour, they went straight to the Qinglan Town along the “Guanlu Road”, so they met with the people who wandered around. .

Then this insignificant small lake should be the patina lake on the "Reassuring Collection". This place and the nearby Tongguan Mountain are in pairs with the landscape of a Taoist.

There are two kinds of fish in the Tonglu Lake. They are extremely famous. It is just that fishing is not easy and there are many rules. When Chen Ping saw the tedious attention in the book, he had to give up.

There is a golden carp in the lake. It has wings and sounds. It is extremely rare and precious. It has been a hundred years. Legend has it that squid are in pairs. If you get one of them, after fishing, another squid Will go ashore and enter the fish cage. A pair of slap-sized squid, which is a treasure, can sell two valleys of rain money. It is rumored that food can be entangled in any nightmare in the world.

In addition, it is a silver squid. This silver carp is very large. It is called a pound a year. After a hundred years, this fish is very powerful in the water. It is not like squid. Silver carp is not unique to this lake. It is praised as a small lake by the monks. There is no strangeness in flesh and blood scales. There is only one wonderful thing. That is the silver carp that belongs to the branch of the descendants of the dragon. After a hundred years of survival, there will be two dragons, which are long and long, and then every three hundred years, they must be long. One inch, if it is able to grow into a one-foot long dragon, it is a real treasure. Refining the demon and the dust, adding this thing, the most icing on the cake, the endless use.

Only Chen Pingan passed through Longlong Ditch and went over the hanging mountain. He knew that there were still people in the world, and he had created a complete and half-small soldier's dust with the authenticity of the dragon.

Therefore, for the squid and silver carp that are extremely difficult to see in the Tonglu Lake, Chen Pingan has nothing to worry about.

Because it is too time consuming.

All the capture records on "Reliable Sets", the monks are extremely long, moving for months or even half a year, during which they also need to fight against the two kinds of sinister fish, and often miss it.

Compared with the Tonglu Lake, Chen Pingyuan still hopes for Tongguanshan. On the other side of the mountain, there are **** impure mountains and Laoshan dogs.

After Chen Ping’s appearance, the teenager looked at himself.

The six-woman Wufu, who was wearing a knife, moved his position and blocked between the owner and the uninvited guest.

The old man in black robes always has no expression, holding an apricot yellow porcelain jug, holding a large piece of sauce, and chewing slowly.

Chen Pingan picked up the dead branches in the distance and lit a bunch of bonfires.

The three masters and servants apparently came to the Tonglu Lake. After the black robes had eaten the meat, they took out a section of green bamboo from the square, and then piece together a very long fish. The fish line was slender. Hair, the golden hook is as big as the palm. The teenager is not idle, rolls up his cuffs, squats at the water, prepares the bait for the nest, and will squirm in a wooden tub. He adds a spoonful of water from time to time, and takes out a porcelain bottle and pours a few drops. Very heavy red marble beads.

Chen Pingan likes to fish, so he can't help but look at it.

The woman whispered around the boy.

The teenager raised his arm and wiped his forehead sweat, and he spoke a few words.

The woman got up and walked towards Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan got up and said: "Sorry, I didn't mean to spy."

The woman's look is indifferent, but the wording is still moderate. "I can't look at it. But my young master said that fishing is a silver scorpion. It is more difficult to make a sound on the shore. With a little movement, the silver plaque will sound far and wide, so after half a fight, At an hour, when we throw, we may need both you and us to extinguish the bonfire, and we can’t move around. If the son feels restrained, he can rest away from the shore."

Chen Ping nodded, extinguished the campfire, and went to the distance, sitting on a big tree, clasping his sleeves with his hands, and watching the three-year-old fishing of the fairy fish at night.

During the time, the young man saw Chen Pingan directly extinguished the bonfire, turned to apologize and smiled, and Chen Ping also smiled and nodded.

The woman returned to the juvenile and relaxed.

The teenager smiled and said: "Sister Fan, I am going to fight in this basin. This copper lake really has to rise a foot."

The woman is helpless and laughs.

Fishing for the strange fish in the Daze Lake, it is essential to fight the nest, and it is very expensive. The more rare the fish, the more the fishermen need to spend a lot of money. The young master is never awkward, so the same on the mountain. The Chinese, word of mouth, the young master has the nickname of Yuan Yi.

Although Chen Ping’an is far away, it can be seen that the boy who is full of wealth and enthusiasm is just taking a lot of money.

Not a few snow money things, maybe one or two small summer money are there.

After the fight, the three began to wait quietly.

Chen Pingan took off the sword and took a sip of the mountain water to start closing his eyes.

When the old man in the black robe began to throw, Chen Ping was blind.

Whistling into the wind.

The fishing line throws a huge arc and falls far into the center of the Tonglu Lake.

Long nights are long.

Night fishing big fish giant - things, outside the skills, relying on a patience.

The boy sat on a rosewood stool, holding his gang in his hands and yawning.

The woman is still standing behind the young man, guarding the young ranger wearing a fight in the distance. Traveling down the mountain, the heart of the victim is indispensable, and the heart of the person is indispensable.

After two hours, the boy has begun to doze off.

The old man in black robes gently lifted the bait several times, then continued to throw the cockroach, and the patience was excellent.

The woman Wufu is still moving.

Chen Pingan leaned against the trunk and looked up at the night sky.

The moon rises out of the mountains, and the sea of ​​clouds rises.

There are thousands of mountains and waters in the world, only one round.

Chen Pingan is fascinated.

I heard that there are many immortal figures on the mountain. On one picture, there will be a rising moon and the moon, and the seasons alternate.

How can heaven and earth be so big, how can people be so small?

Why do you feel lonely when you grow up?

Chen Pingan gently pressed down the bucket to cover his face.

Ning girl, I am fine, are you okay?

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