On the side of the Parrot Island House, when a woman in a green shirt and that red shirt suddenly disappeared, Taoist Nen and Liu Chicheng looked at each other. Chen Ping'an was not easy.

Li Huai was picking the meat with a toothpick, and it seemed that he didn't realize it. Don't think too much about things you don't understand.

Liu Chicheng was surprised, and asked curiously: "Friend Nen, when will Chen Ping'an be ready to start the world?"

As for the vision brought by Li Baoping's random words, Liu Chicheng was not interested in it at all.

The tender Taoist caught a large chopsticks dish, chewed the fish, cheeks bulging, and said: "It is not the magic of the immortal family, but the magical power of this kid, a flying sword. The sword of the Great Wall. By the way, there are all kinds of weird flying swords, and Chen Ping'an is a hermit official, so there is no need to make a fuss about Friends Liu."

The Taoist Nen lifted the chopsticks again and dropped it with his hand. A pair of chopsticks were as fast as flying swords, and they flew in the courtyard. After a while, Taoist Nen reached out his hand to catch the chopsticks, frowned slightly, and fiddled with only a small half of the braised carp on the plate. Originally, Taoist Nen wanted to find where the Xiaotiandi barrier was, so I could say something like Liu Chicheng, see if you see it, this is the sword-qi barrier, I just broke it. Never thought that the small world of young hermits is not ordinary, it seems to have completely bypassed the long river of time? Taoist Nen is not really unable to find clues, but it is equivalent to asking the sword, and the gain is not worth the loss. Taoist Nen made up his mind that as long as Chen Ping'an entered the Ascension Realm in the future, he would have to hide away from him. You should go to your mother's account if you get 10% of the income. Let Luoposhan always owe Laozi's favor.

Liu Chicheng didn't know what was the meaning of Taoist Nen's use of sword control, and asked, "Daoist Nen, is this?"

Taoist Nen laughed and said, "Help the Hidden Officer to protect the road one or two, so that there are still old rascals in the Ascendant Realm who know nothing about life and death, and spy on this place by looking at the mountains and rivers."

Liu Chicheng will doubt it. Now the ascended realm monks near the Confucian Temple, especially those who are not qualified to participate in the proceedings, Nan Guangguang and Jing Hao are half dead, Feng Xuetao drags Alian to another world, and the rest are shattered with courage. Tail life? God knows if a Haoran "Nen Taoist" will stop, and then run out of an "Old Taoist"? From left to right, A Liang has already taken action. Will it be Qi Tingji's turn next, and Lu Zhi's sword repairmen will join in the fun?

The Jingsheng who was in charge of the gate of the Confucian Temple was peaceful, but from beginning to end, he didn't intervene once, and it was up to these mountain monks to blame themselves.

Therefore, the four ferry crossings at the moment seem to be haunted by wind and rain. Many big monks have some hindsight, that Confucian Temple is different.

Ripples around the table, Chen Pingan and Li Baoping appeared on the spot.

As if nothing happened, Chen Ping'an began to clean up the dishes.

Li Baoping was startled and seemed to be thinking about things.

Li Huai glanced at Li Baoping, accustomed to it, anyway, she was like this when she was a child, there were always endless questions, endless puzzles, maybe this is the so-called seed of reading?

However, Li Huai felt that Li Baoping was a little cute. She often didn’t know why she had a leg, with a cast on her leg, and limped on crutches to the school. After class, it turned out to be Li Baoping. The fastest, dare to believe it?

Liu Chicheng felt that pretending to be stupid seemed unhelpful on Chen Ping’an’s side, so he tentatively said: “Chen Ping’an, these clever methods are most suitable for use as a killer, so you need to be cautious when using it. Don't leak the news easily. Don't worry, I will not mention a word with anyone except the brother. And I promise that as long as the brother does not take the initiative to ask, I will never say it."

Chen Ping'an nodded.

Liu Chicheng's ability to say this shows his sincerity.

Taoist Nen began to put on the predecessor's prestige on the path of cultivation, and said: "Daoyou Liu's golden and good words are loyal to your ears, Chen Ping'an, you must listen to it, don't take it seriously.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "The wind knows the strong grass, I know the character of Daoyou Liu in my heart."

Taoist Nen suddenly asked, "What are your plans in the future? If we go to the wild world, the three of us can get together."

Chen Ping'an said: "I have no long-term plans to take a step at a time. I have no plans to go back to the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the time being. You and Liu Chicheng should be more careful."

For example, first go to Beiju Luzhou, then Tongyezhou, travel to the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, and then go to Wuhuatianxiafeishengcheng, go to Qingmingtianxia, ​​Sui Chu Gong, Daxuan Duguan, Bai Yujing, will visit... …In short, it's a step-by-step thing.

Looking through the map of the Five Sacred Mountains, I think I know the mountains, and I'm not as good as a woodcutter.

People in the mountains do not believe that a fish is as big as a tree, and people in the sea do not believe that a tree is as big as a fish. In fact, as long as you have seen it in person, you will believe it.

Chen Ping'an finished clearing the table and asked with a smile, "Would you like tea?"

On the side of Yuyingya in Chunlupu, I learned the magical tea making skills with my friend Liu Zhiqing.

Liu Chicheng nodded and said, "Try it."

Taoist Nen took out a pot of wine by himself, "I'll save it."

Chen Pingan took out a set of tea sets from a nearby object and began to make tea, drew symbols on the table with his fingers, and boiled the tea soup with two dragons.

The things at hand, the things at hand, and the things in his heart are actually waiting for Chen Ping An to solve one by one. Some things will be handled very quickly, and the things that used to be a big trouble with a few punches and swords are gradually no longer a trouble. There are some things you need to think more about and go slower.

Chen Ping'an gave Li Baoping a cup of tea each, and suddenly asked Liu Chicheng, "Is it difficult to build a mountain ferry?"

Liu Chicheng nodded and said: "Shipbuilding is not difficult. Find a few Mohists and artisans to train gas. As long as you are not a liar, you can piece together one. The hard part is to make money. The knowledge is not shallow here, and the water is deeper. As for transcontinental Ferry boats have a higher threshold. The vast world relies on this Xianjia Mountain to eat. There are only a dozen such ferry boats that can be built. In fact, there are only a handful of them. Why, you need to cross continents. Ferry? Chen Ping’an, it’s not that I poured cold water. I advise you not to go to the muddy waters. You are too expensive to spend money with people. I can help match the bridge, save worry, effort and money."

Chen Ping'an reluctantly said, "It's like knocking on the door today? Thanks for this kind of worry and effort."

Chen Pingan really needs to help Luoposhan find a few new ways to make money. Once the next clan is established in another continent, Shantou has an intercontinental ferry, which becomes an urgent need.

Liu Chicheng complained: "You underestimated me? Forgot that I was in Baidi City, and there was a pavilion master? Before the disaster in Aquarius, there were a lot of business contacts on the mountain. I took care of it myself."

Speaking of this, seeing Chen Ping'an still unmoved, Liu Chicheng suddenly became proud, tapped his finger on the table, squinted and said with a smile: "Chen Ping'an, let me tell you a secret matter on the top of the mountain, in front of Huolong. In the past few years, I sold many glazed tiles that I had searched from nowhere. They were of excellent quality, and they could rank among the first-class treasures of the Liuli Pavilion. There were 100 pieces, 100 pieces of green glazed tiles! The real fire dragon only bid one price. Thousands and five hundred grains of rain money, now my Liuli Pavilion, with this opportunity, finally refined into a flawless immortal soldier. Every time after the rain, the sky will be colorful, the radiance will be bright, and the beauty is so beautiful. In the future, there will be the selection of the Haoran Ten Scenic Spots, and the Liuli Pavilion, which has been unsuccessful many times, will definitely be able to rank amongst the place. Old gods like the Fire Dragon will have to do business with me. What about other sect monks?"

Chen Ping'an looked strange.

Liu Chicheng smugly said: "It's not that I am boasting. My brother has not set foot in Liuli Pavilion for two thousand years. Before he went to Fuyao Island, he specifically climbed to the top of Liuli Pavilion to enjoy the scenery."

Chen Pingan declined to say: "Forget it, I don't bother you about the intercontinental ferry, I will find the way myself."

I remember that I made a half-fold and sold the 120 pieces of green glazed tiles that I had worked so hard to sell to the real fire dragon on the side of Longgongdongtian, and received 600 grains of rain.

Okay, when the old man changed hands, he got 1,500 in his pocket. The key to the old man seems to have left 20 glazed tiles?

Taoist Nen exclaimed: "Can account for a large number of people from Huolong

Cheap, Liu Daoyou is really a rare business genius. I think Brother Liu can be a God of Wealth in Luopo Mountain, and he won’t let Chen Ping’an take a lot of trouble to break the ferry boat. Others look hard to bear. "

Liu Chicheng glanced at Chen Ping'an, eager to try. It's okay to be a registered accountant on the side of Luopo Mountain.

Chen Ping'an twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

Li Huai casually said: "This time the Confucian Temple discussion, so many big people have come, Chen Ping An, your elders are so good, and you are fair in doing business. Hearing Pei Qian said, all those who trade with you have made money, but still lack Did you have an intercontinental ferry? I don’t think it can."

Chen Ping'an laughed off.

Looked at Chen Ping An, who fell in love with drinking and also learned to make tea.

Liu Chicheng sighed for no reason.

He knew Chen Pingan very early.

It seems to be a trance, not a teenager for a while.

A visitor came to visit, an old man with the appearance of a wealthy man, Yu Panshui, with a young man in Jinyi, Yuan Xu, the emperor of the Xuan Mi Dynasty.

In fact, the two groups of people are only the guests of this house.

Chen Ping An immediately went to the door, and after opening the door, he said: "I have seen Mr. Yu, it should have been a younger generation visiting."

Li Baoping smiled and called to Grandpa Yu.

Li Huai hesitated, and followed Chen Ping'an to call the other party Mr. Yu. In fact, he didn't know who was sacred. The expert surnamed Yu only knows that there is a Yu Panshui who seems to be the Supreme Emperor of the Mystic Dynasty. He is very powerful. He has a smiling face with needles in Mianli. As for his appearance, I only heard that he is an old scholar who has a refined temperament and describes Qinghuang. Especially when he was young, "Beauty Wind God" didn't match the chubby old man in front of him.

Yu Panshui nodded in greeting, smiled so that his eyes disappeared, and finally looked at Chen Ping’an and nodded, as if the kind and kind elders in the family, seeing the family Junyan who had returned from a long journey and had not seen each other for a long time, it was both gratifying to the young people. Yixi, complaining about the unfamiliarity of the younger generation, said: "What kind of courtesy is with me, it's heartbreaking to see it like this."

In fact, the two parties have never met before, but they are already as good as their own family members.

After the two groups of people took their seats, Yu Panshui smiled and asked: "Will you play chess? Why don't we talk with hands and chat?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I play chess, the juniors are laymen."

Yu Panshui regretted it and did not force it.

The young emperor's eyes widened, and he always felt that the sword fairy in Qingshan he saw at this moment was a fake hermit.

How could he be so gentle and modest?

Sitting opposite Fatty Yu, respectful and respectful, the younger generation considers themselves.

Play chess? Swish, swish, sacrifice those flying swords, stop on the head of this old stinky chess basket, Fatty Yu, teach him to play chess, and play wherever he wants.

The outsider may not know, he will not know? Every time Yu Laoer wins chess, he colludes with the maidservant who is a "Wood Wild Fox" to cheat.

Yu Panshui pointed to Yuan Xu next to him, and smiled: "This time it is mainly because your Majesty wants to see you."

Chen Pingan smiled and clasped his fists, shaking lightly, "A husband, I have seen your Majesty."

Yuan Xu finally did not continue to be disappointed. If the young hidden official stood up and thought or something, he would be really not interested in talking. The young man clasped his fist and said: "My name is Yuan Xu. I hope to invite the hidden official to come to us. Be a guest over there, walk around, see the treasured land of Fengshui, build a sect, and collect disciples when you see the embryonic cultivator. From the court to the mountain, the mysterious dynasty will open a convenient door for the hermit. The hermit is willing to be the national teacher, better, no matter what he does, he will be justified."

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Thank your Majesty for his love, but the art industry has specialization, swords and woods, not as good as catty axes. Mysterious national power, flourishing, the court and the martial arts, will be suitable, where do I need to be a sword repairer from a foreign country to point out? It’s too inappropriate, I don’t have the shame to be embarrassed. But if I travel to the Middle-earth God Continent in the future, I will definitely stay in the Xuan Mi Dynasty."

Yuan Zhou was disappointed, still unwilling to give up, and asked tentatively: "His Master, what can I do to help?"

Chen Ping'an handed over a cup of tea and said, "I believe that there will be trouble with your Majesty in the Xuanmi Dynasty in the future."

Yuan Xu still had to speak, and Yu Panshui smiled and said, "Dignified nine-five-five, don't be like a lady."

Yuan Xu was not upset, he sighed, took the tea from Chen Ping'an, and was bored. The result was so hot that he stood up, screamed, and finally took a stance, his face flushed, and his dantian became angry.

Li Huai opened his eyes to the side, this young man, is the emperor of one of the ten great dynasties of Haoran? Very promising.

Yu Panshui smiled and asked: "In our mysterious arsenal, there is an idle ferry boat, which is still eating ashes. I don't know if there is a need for Luoposhan?"

Yuan Xu said vaguely: "As long as you need it, you can give it to the hermit. Anyway, that ferry is a private item in my name, and no one can control it. Those old men in the clan mansion, who dare to talk, I will let Grandpa Yu broke with them."

Yu Panshui smiled and nodded, "Your Majesty is true, Chen Ping An, what do you mean by this?"

Chen Ping'an said: "No merit is not rewarded, and Luoposhan can be bought with money. I don't know how many grains of rain money is needed?"

Yu Panshui stretched out **** and said, "Not much, just this amount of Gu Yuqian. I said in advance that this intercontinental ferry named "Fengyuan" has been around for quite a while, and I want to travel across continents. It can withstand the wind and rain, the sword fairy hacks, and it may need a bit of stitching, which will be a lot of money."

Chen Pingan's eyelids trembled.

A wind and kite cross-continent ferry can be bought. The Luoposhan treasury managed by Wei Wenlong has small savings, but if they are used to buy the boat and build the next project, they will be stretched, especially this repair. In one matter, even Yu Panshui said it was a "not small" fairy money, and Chen Ping'an was really unassuming.

Yu Panshui is self-confident, but he is not hypocritical? If it was the embroidered tiger, at the beginning, there would be no talk of nothing meritorious, as long as you dare to give it in vain, I dare to accept it.

Chen Ping'an put down the tea cup in his hand and smiled and said: "Then let's start with Mr. Yu's "Your Majesty's words are true"."

Then Chen Ping'an said sincerely in his eyes: "We need this ferry at Luopo Mountain. As for the repair costs, we have to pay for it with the Xuanmi Dynasty first."

Yu Panshui was speechless for a while.

The young emperor felt that this was the hermit who was familiar with him.

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On the side of Bailudu, Tian Wan still insisted not to lead Jiang Shangzhen, only willing to come up with a cavernous secret realm that could support the monks to ascend to the ascending realm.

Cui Dongshan was not in a hurry. Jiang Shangzhen sat next to Tian Wan and took out a piece of colorful paper with flowers and birds watching the beautiful flowers and the moon. The mist rose and a landscape painting appeared on the table.

Tian Wan said: "My bottom line is to protect my own avenue. I have worked hard for thousands of years. I can't put it into running water. Otherwise, it will be different from death? Besides, as long as I have everything, you can just take it away. I just hope you don’t. It’s hard for a strong man. I don’t believe in either of you either. This time I came to see me on a special trip. I was just asking for a bamboo basket to fetch water."

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "What if we are really just having fun?"

Tian Wan shook her head and said: "I have decided, I want to kill or cut, whatever you want."

Cui Dongshan shook his sleeves and took out the soul and soul of Na Tian Wan from the big white sleeves, twisting his fingers into a wick.

Even if she was close at hand, Tian Wan didn't dare to fight for it, but her mind was drawn and her body trembled with pain, she still gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Jiang Shangzhen's mind is on the scroll, Cui Dongshan glances

After wearing glasses, Huashuiyue said in shock: "Chief Zhou, your taste is a bit heavy!"

In the picture scroll, there is a fat woman with heavy makeup, her head full of head, scratching her head there.

Jiang Shangzhen sighed: "Brother Cui, this is where you are inferior to the old cook."

The woman just turned a deaf ear to her ears, began to dance lightly, raised her orchid fingers, her figure turned, and suddenly she looked back with a shy smile.

Someone dropped the fairy money and began to curse wildly.

Jiang Shangzhen left a small summer money, was familiar with the road, changed his voice, and shouted: "Sister Jin Ou, this is so beautiful today."

The woman scolded with a smile: "It's a dead, unconscionable thing, how long hasn't seen my sister."

Afterwards, the woman talked about the Sword Fairy of Fengxue Temple in the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Between words, the love and admiration was beyond words, and many men began to curse again.

And some fairies who were silent before began to compete with those men and scold them. They are all female sisters on the mountain of Wei Dajianxian.

While helping his sisters and sisters to scold men, Jiang Shangzhen took out an inkstone, and this side just started a beautiful scene.

In the picture scroll, a burly man, Jin Da Ma, sitting on a chair, laughed and said: "Everyone, that Jiang Thief, was successfully usurped by Wei Ying. He didn’t say that he could not be the Sect Master of Yugui, but even the next sect. The true realm sect's position cannot be kept, it must be the situation of the rivers going downhill, it is very pleasant to drink a bowl?"

The cheers are constant, the chittering and drinking, one after another, can make a sound, of course, by throwing money, it seems that they are all those who are not short of money.

Among them is Jiang Shangzhen.

Someone lost money and wondered with the man, "Sect Master, this **** embryo was just a fairy back then, how could he stray around Tongyezhou without being killed? What's the matter?"

Jiang Shangzhen immediately followed, and while throwing money, he shouted out of his throat: "It doesn't make sense, it's broken, I'm so angry!"

"Well, the true monarch is also there!"

"Jiang Cixi, it's been a long time since I saw you, so lucky to meet."

Jiang Shangzhen kept spending money and talked about the old with those in the same way.

Someone asked: "After the true monarch collapsed, your son must be a savage anti-thief who is extremely hidden. The thrones of Yuan Shou and Fei Fei deliberately released water. Isn't it?"

Jiang Shangzhen sneered and said: "When the Shanshui Di report is lifted, we can say a few words of justice, so as to teach the old master Jiang to correct the mistakes, if there is no error, I will give him more encouragement. As the father of the thief, I must just kill my relatives!"

Someone sighed with emotion, "The true monarch is broken, he is indeed kind."

Broken true monarch? Jiang Cixi, Jiang Shang is really his father?

Rao is Cui Dongshan, with a look of doubt.

Jiang Shangzhen said in a serious manner: "This mountain, named Jiang Zong, has gathered heroes and heroes from all over the world. There are monks from Tongye, Aquarius, and Beijulu. I have contributed money and efforts, and I spent almost three years on promotion. After ten years of hard work, I have finally made it my last consecration. At the beginning, I was misunderstood because of my surname Jiang, and I finally explained it clearly."

Someone suddenly cursed: "His mother, I traveled to Tongyezhou before. It was not Jiang Thief’s cloud cave blessed land. It was just a hilltop of Yuguizong’s vassal vassal. However, he said that Jiang Thief is a waste and a prodigal. A guy jumped out and made noise with me..."

Someone asked: "Have you hit?"

"I hit, I hit someone. I was also charged with grudges, and I was not allowed to go to those ferry crossings in the future."

Jiang Shangzhen immediately smashed the money, "Her pride! There are so many people on the other side, brother, you are a glorious defeat."

"It's Jiang Cixi who speaks quickly."

"The monks of Yuguizong are not good things. The upper beam is not upright and the lower beam is crooked. They bully others. They don't have the ability to fart. They are really capable. Why didn't they just kill Yuan Shou?"

"All his mother is the Jiang thief's credit, and Yuan Shou's throne has not been able to kill this stumbling ant. It is hateful and hateful."

"This fellow Jiang Zei, in fact, doesn't have any abilities. It's just that the old Sect Master Xun has dim eyes and he was chosen as the Sovereign Master. It is nothing more than relying on the big tree of Yu Guizong to enjoy the cool, and Yunku Fudi has the slightest scenery today. "

Jiang Shangzhen immediately urged the heroes from all walks of life, "Dear brothers, who of you is proficient in blindfolding or escaping, why don't you go to the blessed land of the cloud cave and do something quietly?"

All of a sudden, there was a lot of discussion, making suggestions, and going back and forth.

Never thought that the lord waved his hand, "I waited for the hero to scold and beat, but I couldn't do that."

Jiang Shangzhen made a small sum of money, "The true meaning of the suzerain is Yuntian!"

Tian Wan looked stunned and could not hear.

Are these people really so determined, or are they playing around?

Cui Dongshan hugged the back of his head with both hands, shook the bamboo chair lightly, and said with a smile: "Compared to the bookstore where Lao Xiucai and I wandered back then, it is actually better."

Jiang Shangzhen nodded, and heard that story. It was at the gate of the Taipingshan site that Chen Ping'an once chatted casually.

Some people are in the sky, and Yunxia protects them.

Some people blindly fly to camp.

Some people open their eyes with the day and rest their hearts with the month.

Some people just bow their heads and plan to eat.

Some people only hate reading and writing, not as good as the ancients.

Some people are working hard, not talking about peace of mind, just looking for a place to stand.

There are good people doing wrong one day, and bad people doing good one day.

Perhaps the best-student boy in the school has become an official and will never return to his hometown.

Maybe the stubborn boy in the school, walking around the city and going wild, met the teacher one day in a back alley and respectfully gave way.

There are many inevitability in life, but there are just as many accidents. They are all possibilities, large and small, just like stars hanging in the sky, bright and dim.

Those who were in the midst of the sky suddenly fell into the mud one day, and their bodies were covered with the shoe prints of passing passengers.

The generation of those who live in the camp and go out can also shelter people around them.

The visionary man suddenly became disappointed in the world one day, and his life began to go downhill.

Those who bow their heads and plan to eat, occasionally raise their heads, they give birth to hope for life, and go far and high.

Some people think that life is meaningless, boring, just interesting.

Some people think that life is boring, hard, but meaningful.

Some young people are depressed, and some old people are young.

Someone has a big dream and never wakes up. Some people are extremely painful and hard to get drunk.

Some people think that only the sages in the books can reason, and some people think that the hard work of the peasants is the truth, and a lonely and helpless old woman can lead her life calmly.

Some people think that they understand all the truths, and that they have a bad life and blame the truth.

If you have a bad life, grit your teeth and blame others. Go for nothing.

Some people feel that they don't understand anything, that they have a bad life, because they don't know much about the truth.

If you still have a bad life, tell yourself, so be it. In the end.

Some people have never been Yangliu Yiyi or Caochang Yingfei. On the road of life, he has been paving roads and bridges, planting willows all the way.

Someone's eyes widened, struggling to find the shadow of this world. Sleep soundly when the night falls, and get up again when the sun goes three poles.

Mingyue Mountain, thorny forest, green pond, spring wave peach blossom. The same rice raises hundreds of people, on different life paths, in the dreams last night, the flowers and the moon are in the spring breeze.

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In addition, Chen Pingan was bidding farewell to Zheng Juzhong. After leaving Wenjindu, he found a martial artist from the Daduan Dynasty and said he wanted to ask Quan.

The man was puzzled, "Why?"

Chen Pingan said, "No."