Chen Ping-an suddenly stood up, his vision suddenly opened up, and he held a fist respectfully to a visitor from afar.

The boss Jianxian is no longer there, and he is equivalent to half a guest and half a master of the Jianqi Great Wall. Of course, he needs to help the guests.

Chen Ping'an glanced, and as far as his vision was concerned, an unexpected old man appeared on the vast land of the South.

Chen Ping-an didn't know what magical powers the other party had exerted, and could directly let Jiazi's meticulously set the ban on the landscape, which was in vain.

Once the realm is too different, it is useless to think too much.

I really envy the old predecessor who has lost his eyes in the two worlds. He is so big that he wants to travel far. Where can't he go? Who can stop wanting to return home? Thank you in person, who dares to come home?

Sure enough, ascending the ascension.

Long Jun saw this man suddenly appeared, as if he was near the enemy, he felt a little dignified.

A gray robe fluttered to the south of the city, condensing a vague figure with sword spirit, and Long Jun didn't say a word, just staring at the only big exception in the wild world.

This perverse old blind man, for thousands of years, still behaves properly, he just keeps his one acre and three points. He likes to drive the evil demon and the golden armor **** man to move the 100,000 mountains, saying that he wants to build A clean picture of mountains and rivers.

Long Jun is afraid of this person, but he can't talk about it in awe. In fact, Long Jun and the old blind have known each other for a long time. Both sides have a deep understanding of each other. They used to be friends with each other, but they were both old, but they did n’t become old friends. .

Li Zhen is more interesting, one who is not good at seeing the opportunity, and worried that the immortal fights the vulgar, and then he said nothing, immediately the sword ran away, went all the way north, and even hid directly to the gate, intervened with the sword man, and finally asked Zhang Lu if he had any. Drink.

Sitting cross-legged on the big sword immortal Zhang Lu, he lost a pot of Yulongzong's Xianjia wine to Lizhen, saying that it was sent by a trustee of Xiao Yan, so you do n’t have to drink, I ’m only a swallow now The mud is ordinary and more than two hundred altars have accumulated.

Li really feels that the ancestral customs and customs of the Great Wall of Jianqi are really scourged to the scholars of the foreign countries, such as Aliang and Yinguan. Today swordsmanship is not high, but one can speak more than one.

Li Zhenyou leisurely drank the wine, bent his fingers, and lightly struck the horse-style column. "There are four piles behind the front door, and there have been dragons, horses, and apes in history. Unfortunately, we have to overcome this door for the time being. Otherwise, Mr. Yuan Shou, a zero-year-old man, has been stunned for thousands of years. Before passing by here, he must be broken by one, and then the rest of the three pillars will be collected.

Zhang Lu laughed: "In the final analysis, it's not that gimmick, it can't beat your master."

The Yuan head is one of the thrones of the throne. On the battlefield, the sword carries a long stick, a long arm like an ape, and a string of rough stones. They are the majestic mountains that disappeared out of thin air in the history of the barren world. Yuan Shou's demon moved away with his destiny and then refined it into a hand-string stone bead.

Yuan Shou went to Haoran, this time, Tongyezhou in the southeast and Fuyaozhou in the southwest, wherever he went, wherever there is a mountain of that ancestor, regardless of its size, it is broken in pieces.

Li Zhen jumped to another cow stump at the gate, learned the big sword fairy to sit cross-legged, drank in small drinks, and figured out how to swindle to the second pot.

Zhang Lu asked: "Your family has one less round. The previous month was a round trip on the credit month, twice. The breath is different. Why, she had a fight with Chen Ping An? It looks like she was not injured."

Li Zhen nodded and regretfully said, "I only had a small loss. My sister was so good on credit. She was the eleventh one. It wasn't her job yet. She was really angry. She beat the hermit officer on her knees. He shook his head and shouted Aunt Grandma. Once the reputation of I was ruined, and I did n’t see many people, I and Longjun. And I'm the kind of person who keeps his mouth open and likes to rotten his words unless ... someone Ask me to drink, just talk a little more. "

Zhang Lu smiled: "I shouldn't give you a drink."

Li Zhen said: "I heard that you and Chen Ping An are the same old friends? Have you met many times?"

Zhang Lu patted the tying dragon under the bottom. "A man who looks at the gate, the people from outside come and go, don't they have to meet me?"

At the time of the 13th battle, Zhang Lu was defeated, and he was belittled to guard the gate.

Li Zhen raised his head and looked at the sky, placed the jug in his hand gently on the top of the pillar beside his foot, and suddenly laughed with a heartfelt voice: "Look at the door, Brother Zhang Lu was right, but not all right. A chopped survey, and finally left behind There is no reason to fall in your hometown. And the little boy seems to have thrown up a futon casually. He sits near this ox column every day and hits the light, and there is a way to follow. "

Li Zhen turned his head and showed pity, "You always seem so uneasy, so it always doesn't end well like this."

Zhang Lu actually lost a pot of Luhua Island to store the immortal stuffed to Lizhen.

Li Zhen laughed with surprise: "I thought I would never drink Zhang Dajian's immortal."

Zhang Lu said, "It's rare to say a few truths from the truth. It should be a drink."

Li Zhen will have a wine jug, and the empty jug, left and right, at the feet, a sentimental look, murmured: "Remember not to remember, better not to know."

Real people of insight, those who get the word, will really be afraid of the impermanence of the road.

Zhang Lu laughed: "It seems that Chen Pingping won the credit month, which makes you feel bad."

Li Zhenyi smirked and smiled at the big sword fairy who was drinking: "In the past, he swam by the osmanthus tree, hanging down the fishing hook on the earth, and now he looks up at the moon, and the land sword fairy drinks Tianlu. Many scenes. I take a song You can make a pot of wine with you in your poems, so that your old friends will not have to worry about the broom. "

Zhang Lu waved, "Get off."

Li Zhen lamented and had to open the jug of wine and talk up silently with Huanbo.

I don't know what the old blind man came to the Jianqi Great Wall to figure out.

If the old blind man and Long Jun give up their lives forever, causing the riverbed to be diverted, it will cause chaos.

Lizhen really laughs, why are you doing this?

Li Zhen is crying again, why is there me?

Zhang Lu glanced at the young Jianxiu, and it seemed that Chen Ping's side couldn't get the price.

The young hermit who has been trapped for a long time has not lost his heart, and the disciple of Tuoyueshan who is so free is going crazy.

Chen Ping'an did not stand at the top of the city all the time, stepped out one step, and dropped into shape. He wanted to land straight like this, and never thought that he had no sign of touching the ground, and he took a sword without warning.

Longjun old dogs are too vengeful.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to move slightly, appearing in a stroke with the wall characters closest to the ground.

Try to be closer to that old senior.

It's too disrespectful to talk to an old man at the highest place.

Seniors do not care, it is the senior's mind. The juniors do n’t care, it ’s the number of the tutors of the juniors.

This is not only true for the oldest sword fairy and old blind man. Chen Ping'an walks the rivers and lakes, and it is the same for all mountains and rivers.

At the feet of the old blind man lay a listless old dog, bored, raising a dog's paw, and gently planing the ground.

Chen Ping'an is unable to break the ban on the Jiazi account, otherwise he must greet the seniors of Longjun with his heart, and hurriedly look at the relatives and the ground.

The old blind man first said to Long Jun: "If I don't fight, I'll talk to Master Yin Guan."

Long Jun nodded.

Although the old blind man had a bad temper, he never said one and believed it.

Then the old blind man deflected his head, "The dialect of Jianqi Great Wall, the elegant dialect of the wild world, which one is used to say?"

Chen Ping'an said, "All follow the seniors."

The old blind man smiled. Chen Qing really liked the younger people who seemed to be outside the inner circle and seemed to speak well.

Chen Qing didn't like to talk to others, since ancient times.

It's like Aliang walking all the way up and sneaking up the mountain in his early years, blindly showing up at his door, saying that a man who only likes drinking alone must have many stories.

Of course, in addition to boasting and arrogantly saying that the host and guests are men with stories, they also want to cheat some old yellow calendars from their side.

Old things.

The old blind man didn't let him do so. As for the liquor brought by Aliang to the door, don't drink nothing.

The old blind man suddenly kicked the old dog next to his foot and scolded, "I am soaring across the country, but I haven't seen any money without money? Or is there food on the ground?"

The old dog could almost dig out a missing magic weapon from the bottom of this battlefield ruin.

A few tumbling and whimpering, it lay flat on the ground.

Chen Ping's smile was as usual. It was indeed true that the ascendant monster, and a younger junior in the realm of babies, grabbed some precious things and wanted a face.

The sick old dog opened his eyelids, glanced at the young hermit who was wearing a red robe, and heard the swordsmen who were visiting the mountains said that this young man was the master of money. Old blind man, you are really blind. Instead of scolding outsiders, you scold your own dog.

The old blind man asked the young man with a savage world, "How do you know the hiding place of the credit month? The credit month is not a few years old, and Tibetan mastiffs are all over Tuoyue Mountain. The summer palace should not have her." Archives. "

"The junior is betting on it!"

Chen Ping'an didn't even bother to use that voice and said directly: "I offered three big and small worlds almost at the same time. The credit month was still calm and calm, and I didn't even choose to rely on her destiny. I broke through the line and traded with me. Loss, so she almost gave me the answer in vain, she was also betting, betting I could not find her. I maintain three large arrays at the same time, it takes aura, and she can watch the heart of the moon, He Lebu for."

Chen Pingping gently fisted his heart and laughed, "Far in the sky, closer to the eyes, closer than before, of course, the spiritual state of those of us who have cultivated the Tao has seen the moon, so there is a moon in the heart, or bright It may be bleak, even if it is just a shadow of the heart lake, it can become the best hiding place for the credit month. Of course, the premise is that the credit month and the opponent's realm are not too disparate, otherwise it is self-injection. The month can be so big, but if she meets her predecessors, she will never dare to act so recklessly. "

The old blind man nodded.

When he was younger than Chen Qingdu, he was much more thoughtful.

At that time, among the many sword repairs in the world, the most thought was to observe, and then he moved. Long Jun only shouted and shouted, and he was full of sharpness. When Chen Qing was out of the sword, he liked to open his eyes and watch the world and the sky. Learn everything, as for the brain and the heart, it seems that the same age, there are not so many hermits in front of him.

So there is no good bird for scholars.

The old blind asked again: "If the credit month is willing to fight for a month or two and do not want to die, but also break your weird flying sword, what should I do?"

Chen Ping'an shook her head and finally said with a heartfelt voice: "I can't do what she can do. I will let her go. I will remove the bird in the cage and only maintain the bottom month. In order to help me train the Feijianjing month, she will be able to help me train the bottom month of Feijianjing. Even so, the last sale was not loss-making and profitable. "

Taking the bright moon in the sky as the essence, quenching the bottom month, and sharpening the sword, even if Chen Ping just thinks about it now, they feel that if there is a chance to reunite with the credit month in the future, the two sides can still try it.

In fact, Chen Ping wasn't too obsessed with keeping the credit month.

Especially through the manifestation of some avenues when the moon was broken with a flying sword, Chen Ping'an roughly learned that the credit month was hardly murderous in the world, and Chen Ping'an did not have too much intention to kill.

Credit Moon had just landed in the city, and she was regarded as a demon in the wild world.

Of course, how can Chen Ping beheaded and killed? Because he was still on the battlefield, Chen Ping was confronted by the army of monsters in the wild world.

But when it turned out to be a real catch and kill, Chen Ping'an immediately changed his mind.

Besides, Chen Ping'an was also worried that the credit month was embarrassed and angry, and returned to the Jianqi Great Wall with a complete posture of true body, to fight with him to break the net.

So in the end, she only intercepted her half of the moon.

Chen Ping'an thought of this, and looked up at the sky, where the sun, moon, and stars are running constantly. There was a void in the place where the monastic path was credited. Very contented.

If it rests in the middle-ranked lotus root blessing land in the hometown, it will be an extremely bright and bright moon, and the Mid-Autumn Festival will be round and round, and people will gather together.

Every year on August 15th, the full moon is like a big mirror, everyone in the world is blessed, and the moon is like a mirror. You can see all you want to see except yourself.

Of course, Chen Ping'an did not hesitate to give a gift to Kaishan's disciples as a martial art.

On the ground outside the city, the old blind man still nodded gently.

Although the identity of the hermit official is unavoidable, but a young man is smart enough and certainly not wrong. It would be even better if he could hope for a better world.

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As a result, the blind old man who was tired of hearing, slaps him halfway to death, no matter what three or seventy two.

It's not how the old blind got angry at the words, there are so many avenues, you can go. Not a son or a disciple, the old blind is more lazy.

I just came to the door of my mountain home, broke the rules first, and dared to come empty-handed, I had to leave something.

The reason was only half-dead, not the mercy of the old blind man, but the ancestor of the novelist rushed to the rescue, and rescued the remaining soul of the other party and brought it back to the vast world.

On the side there was a gloating Aliang, a look that I didn't do anything.

Later, Liang returned and returned, and rarely stopped drinking and spoke a few words. To say that such a masterpiece is well written is not good enough. Still a weak person, it is necessary to draw on readers to share the suffering that is difficult to endure.

The old blind asked him why he didn't write.

That dog day just leaned against Chaimen, and brushed his hair with both hands, saying that I have seen too many novelists who do not write books, and only write about life in the world, shining brightly, long for thousands of years, short for short For decades.

Seeing that old senior was silent for a long time, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but ask, "Is there something for seniors to do this time?"

The old blind man put away his thoughts and shook his head. "Just come and see."

The old dog just dared to defame his heart, and the old blind man lost all his eyes, to see your uncle.

It misses Aliang that dog day, and the old blind person will be more rude only when he encounters the puppet.

Chen Pingping suddenly made a salute.

The old blind laughed: "Why, are you trying to encourage me to work harder?"

After Chen Ping-an straightened, "the younger generation was grateful for the disappointment of the old one, but was able to be disappointed alone for ten thousand years."

There is an old saying, the mountains are soaring, and the birth is uneven.

This old senior, who is tantamount to being a prisoner for ten thousand years, is even more upset.

The old blind man nodded, lifted his skinny hand, scratched his cheek, and smiled, "Very well, I almost couldn't help but beat you to a half-dead. Sure enough, I know how to be blessed. Otherwise, I don't need a dragon Jun and Liu Cha have come to your trouble. "

Chen Ping smiled bitterly.

This old man who made the boss Jianxian make a special trip to visit twice is not like a joke.

The old blind man turned and left.

It's really just a look here, and chat casually.

As for Long Jun, the old blind man has nothing to say, presumably the same is true of the other party. Former friends of the past are like strangers.

The old dog who soared to the top followed the old blind man.

Long Jun also dispersed, and returned to a hollow

Gray robe.

Chen Ping'an suddenly shouted, "Old senior, what's wrong with Liang?"

The old blind man didn't turn his head and said, "Being a king of Tuoshan, Gou Ri is very happy."

Chen Ping'an is both worried and relieved. It seems that if A Liang comes often, he doesn't need to think about it for the time being.

Chen Ping's last look was that the ban on landscapes had been reopened, but what he saw in his mind was the Tuoyue Mountain, which was far away from the Jianqi Great Wall. The mountains and rivers are very different, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Want to drink again.

Chen Ping first sneaked out a jug of wine from Feijian fifteen, and then moved to Qiankun Xiaotian in his sleeves. He just took the jug out of his sleeve, and took a sip. Break with the drinks.

Chen Pingnan was accustomed to it, his body flickered, and he returned to the city. The student disciple walked, his shoulders and big sleeves were shaking, and he said aloud that the stinky tofu was delicious. One must.

Chen Ping'an was not clear, he could not see the world outside the Great Wall.

The old blind man, however, clearly "sees" the city scenery.

The old dog muttered while the old blind was in a good mood, "I didn't provoke him, only met once, and began to miss my body, hateful and hateful."

The old blind man chuckled and said, "You are also worthy of a hermit who provokes the Jianqi Great Wall. Who borrows your dog gall?"

The old dog did not dare to refute, but dare to obediently beg for mercy.

On a ground thousands of miles away from Tuoyue Mountain, the old blind man stopped and stopped there, and has been temporarily drawn as a forbidden area.

There is a jug of fine wine. The old blind man intentionally left this thing here.

The demon stationed in Tuoyueshan did not move the hip flask, opened one eye and closed one eye, and left it alone on the ground.

Even if the pot of wine has been identified, it is nothing different, it is just a pot of ordinary wine. There is still no big demon to move it.

After thousands of years, the world is barren, and the strong are respected.

The old blind man who broke up was one of the fourteen realms in the world.

In today's wild world, there is one more after Xiao Xiao walked through the abyss of the ancient well, but she was in the wild world by luck, not purely by her destiny.

The Fourteen Realms is too mysterious and unpredictable. No one can ask where the gap between the two is.

In fact, you can ask Aliang under the Tuoyue Mountain, but who dares to provoke it and make it worse? Is he really inseparable from Tuoyue Mountain?

Tuoyue Mountain and Aliang are not only repression, but also a kind of delicate well water that does not violate river water.

After all, it was Aliang himself who did not want to give up that path to ask Jiantuo Yueshan.

A big demon nun who counted away from her real sister according to her seniority, the beauty of the beauty of the world came to the chaotic void below the Tuo Yue Mountain.

She looked at the Confucian and the philosophers sitting cross-legged from a distance, and took a large amount of golden text as a futon, quite like an outsider who came here to borrow a mountain path.

She couldn't understand why this man would choose this way. Mr. Haizhou Tianxia, ​​once explained to her the true meaning of "people do not die for themselves."

So she didn't understand the destructive behavior of A Liang.

The uncle Han saw the Nuo Tuoshan nun and immediately sat upright. "Sister New Makeup, why is it the old makeup when I met?"

The female monster with a new makeup, recalled it with her memory, and frowned, "Fart your fart!"

He's a **** and hit an iron plate?

A Liang was most afraid of this situation, and said with deep affection: "It seems that the new makeup sister, the first meeting between us, fresh memories, comforting my heart. There are several good men, worthy of the new makeup sister to remember for 100 years. "

Xinzhuang smiled and said, "If you choose another option, how many swords will you hack me to death?"

A Liang is ashamed. My wife and mother really open their mouths, so I can't stand it.

The new makeup is incomprehensible, only when this man is wandering thousands of miles away, distracted to control the sword, and suppress the void vision under the feet of both sides.

A Liang felt that the opportunity was rare and she had to use a killer.

It ’s a rare reunion. I ’m still handsome, and my sword skills are higher. I suppose that sister is used to it.

A Liang coughed and moistened her throat.

Never thought about new makeup sneer: "Shut up."

This man once traveled the wild world with the sword alone, because of the constant trouble, many of the big demon's postures have seen it with his own eyes.

While supporting her hands with her hands, she chanted poems aloud. You need to know that behind him, he continued to hunt down the monster following the spell.

A Liang sighed, the beauties could not understand the style, and the most disappointing scenes were to live up to the beloved.

Xinzhuang asked: "You have such a realm, why not cherish it?"

A Liang said: "I can answer it honestly, but Sister Xinzhuang also has to listen to me first."

The new makeup nodded.

Sure enough, nothing happened.

I saw the man clapping his knees with his hands and smiling.

There are not many smiles, and the voice is not small, "This is my unique song of Sanbei."

Shu Road is difficult, will drink, sleepwalking moaning, do not stay.

The pipa line, the long hate song, endows the ancient grass.

Lai Wang Sun, no family, Dan Qing introduced General Cao.

"If it weren't for the question, otherwise it would be replaced by the Nigong Mountain, a negative salary line, and the night of the day and the month. It is also very good."

"Wash soldiers and donate flowers to Qing, and the river bank will find the quatrains alone. Well, it's better to change to Sanchuan to watch the water go up ten rhymes."

"Good guy, this kind of thinking is like a rush, and the car can't stop. It's terrible."

Xinzhuang said, "Was it enough?"

In the end, Aliang nodded, his face seemed to be smiling, his hands fisted on his knees, and he said to himself, "After a Jia Sheng wailed, he was left alone. A drunk man laughed at Ma Luoren, please. Zhu Gong brought wine to see. "

New makeup waited quietly for that answer.

Why are you Aliang so cherish the fourteen realms of a sword repair.

"Because I cherish this hard-won fourteen realm."

A Liang did not play tricks and laughed: "Unfortunately, the new makeup sister, not too young, travels too little, so I don't understand. After all, it is not a swordsman's heart."

The new makeup was silent.

Either a swordsman or a sword repairer, everyone in the world recognizes it.

The Sven man, who is too hard to "pretend" by this man, is really boring, and always feels like this, when your sword fairy is.

New makeup once asked Mr. Zhou, if Hao Ran is mostly a person like Aliang, how would he choose.

Mr. Zhou said with a smile, then I will not come to your hometown, and Aliang will be Aliang because there is only one Aliang.

According to legend, the reason why A Liang fought against the sword alone and fought several times in the barren world is actually to find the thorough, old world who had no choice but to cry with the ghost and god, Jia Sheng.

It was just that Zhou Mi was reluctant to meet him.

A Liang suddenly stood up, with a solemn look, and recited aloud the words in a book that had gained her great power early after reading in her youth.

The eyes are extremely wide, the heart swims in the wild, the spirit is broken, and the sky is magnificent.

Cloud steaming dragon changes, spring cross tree flowers. Creation is in me, heart and hand?

All Liang's words turned into golden letters as big as mountains, and fell into the abyss under the golden futon.

The text even more reveals the golden dragon, the spring breeze tree flowers, appearing in the white clouds, and the pressure that rises to the sky.

The Confucian saint is awe-inspiring. The mouth contains the Tianxian, and the words are free.

The ground was extremely far away, and there was a cracking motion that day, as if blocked by the road, and had to return temporarily, but the residual momentum still slowly passed to the golden futon.

Make that new makeup just thrilling.

The man wiped his head with both hands, and smiled at the Yueyueshan woman demon, "Readers, aren't they fierce ?!"