Sword comes

Chapter 256 is also a young man

Chen Ping looked up at the sky, Zheng Dafeng's breaking scene was so great that it directly showed his true body in the sea of ​​clouds of the Fu family, but in the end he and the sea of ​​clouds slowly disappeared, and couldn't help but asked worriedly: "Will there be any movement?" A bit too big”

Yinshen said with a smile: "The movement is big enough to deter rats and wolves."

Zheng Dafeng is able to accumulate a lot of money and break through the bottleneck. Of course, this yin god is happy to see his success. If Zheng Dafeng dies here, it is natural for the gods to do business with people fairly and justly, but these yin gods who walked out of that small temple But no such treatment.Once the divine monarch's plan is ruined, causing wrath, it is not surprising to kill it with a flick of a finger thousands of miles away.

Chen Pingan, who has always been cautious, chewed this sentence carefully, and felt that it really made sense, but this kind of reasoning does not apply to him for the time being, it’s okay, just like those words engraved on small bamboo slips, save them first, and walk in the rivers and lakes. Pressing the body, the reason is even more so.

Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Will the whole city know if there will be a commotion, and what Zheng Dafeng wants to do in the future, won't he be followed by the Fu family and the five surnames everywhere?"

Yinshen glanced at the direction of the East China Sea, shook his head and said, "Fu Qi has already launched, taking this opportunity, Zheng Dafeng should take advantage of the trend to make a few business deals. When he returns from the sea of ​​clouds, he will definitely not be as grand as when he went up."

Chen Pingan nodded, put away all the small pieces of green bamboo slips, and collected them into the square inch. These bamboo slips include the ordinary green bamboo left over from making small bamboo boxes for Lin Shouyi and Li Huai, and more of them are returned to the abject. Behind the mountain, the remnants of the bamboo house donated by Wei Bo are all Qidun Mountain Fenyong Bamboo moved from Qingshen Mountain. After doing business in Qinghe Square at the Ferry of Shushui State, I know the priceless value of Qingshen Mountain Shenxiao Bamboo. Chen Pingan became more and more rare, so many beautiful sentences that he saw in books had to be chewed several times before deciding whether to engrave them on the bamboo slips.

Yinshen asked suddenly: "Can you give me a small bamboo slip, which says there are differences between gods and immortals, Yin and Yang are separated, the soul can calm the mind, and the soul can shape the golden body."

Chen Ping shook his head and refused without hesitation: "No."

You think you are Aquarius Li Huai and the others, I will give you whatever you want

But Chen Pingan immediately remembered that when he was back in the alley, the Yin God exposed Zheng Dafeng's thoughts face to face. Whether it was Old Man Yang's intention or not, it seemed that he should accept it. After thinking about this joint, Chen Pingan immediately became generous, "Okay, I will give it to you, it’s just a piece of bamboo slip.”

Although Yinshen didn't understand why Chen Pingan changed his mind, it was too blunt before because of its urgency, but Yinshen didn't want to take advantage of it, and explained with a smile: "I didn't finish talking just now, but I actually wanted to talk to you. How about you buying that piece of bamboo slip, ten pieces of Grain Rain money?"

Just as Chen Pingan took out the bamboo slip from Fang Cunwu, when he heard the words Gu Yuqian, his scalp felt a little numb, and he said doubtfully, "Even if the bamboo slip is made of Fenyong bamboo from Qingshen Mountain, it's just so big, it's not worth it." Scary price"

Yinshen smiled indifferently and said: "If you sell it to anyone else, it will cost you a few Xiaoshu coins, but to me, this bamboo slip with this sentence is worth the price. Why, I think the price is too high, so I don't want to sell it." If it’s cheaper to sell it, then it’s a Xiaoshu money.”

Chen Ping stood up and handed over the bamboo slip, and said with a smile, "Old Mr. Zhao, put away your things."

Yinshen took the bamboo slips in one hand, and there were ten grain rain coins piled up in the palm of the other hand. Chen Pingan took the aura of grain rain coins, took a hard look, and then quickly collected the square inch.

Yinshen jokingly said: "I'm not sure about the authenticity of Xiaoshu money and the cost of Guyu money, they appear endlessly on the mountain."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "I have never seen the real Gu Yuqian, but I can trust Mr. Zhao."

Chen Ping stopped drinking the wine, and put on the gourd of Yangjian with Feijian fifteen on his waist.

Xiaoxue money is equivalent to 1000 taels of silver in the secular dynasty.One Xiaoshu coin is equivalent to one hundred Xiaoxue coins.One Grain Rain coin is equivalent to ten Xiaoshu coins.This is the so-called "thousand hundred ten" of money trading on the mountain.As for the gold and fine copper coins specially made for Lizhu Dongtian, they are even more precious than Guyu coins.

Ten Grain Rain Coins

At this moment, I finally feel a little rich.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Old Mr. Zhao, otherwise I will show you all those bamboo slips. Do you want to buy any more?"

Yinshen shook his head and said with a smile: "The wallet is empty, I can't afford it anymore."

The ten Grain Rain Coins are actually all the savings it had made this time following Zheng Dafeng's southward trip to the Old Dragon City.

The reason for the high price was one thing to congratulate Zheng Dafeng on his breakthrough, but it was even more important to congratulate Zheng Dafeng on his breakthrough at the time.There is God's will in the dark, and everyone in the world can disbelieve it, but it can't.It's not that he is really willing to take out ten Gu Yu coins in one go, but that he has to do so. The profound meaning is so mysterious that only the qi trainers of the Yin Yang family can understand it.

As a result, Chen Pingan said again: "It's okay, Mr. Zhao, which bamboo slip do you like, I will give it to you."

Yinshen turned his head to look at the boy, smiled, stopped talking, and looked up at the sea of ​​clouds again, feeling a little interesting.

The old dragon city is really too big, just like few people in general, they would pay attention to the movement of a paper kite or a bird in the sky. They won't notice anything, but almost all middle-five qi practitioners and martial arts masters can't help but look up and pay attention to this scene, especially the Fu family, who made the most noise, waiting for the girl Zhigui under the Denglongtai. Fu Qi even went to the sea of ​​clouds in person to meet this person who could break through the formation of the sea of ​​clouds.

Due to the cover of the sea of ​​clouds, outsiders cannot clearly see the appearance of the man above the sea of ​​clouds. Most of the senior practitioners in the old dragon city are more likely to join in the fun and guess the real identity of the peak powerhouse. The ancestor of the Fu family who was a half-immortal soldier broke through, or the ancestor of the Jiang family in Yunlin was knocking on the mountain for the daughter of the family who was about to marry Laolongcheng

The old dragon city is prosperous in business and trade, and it is the best in Aquarius Island. As an important transit hub connecting materials from three continents, there are a lot of good and bad people here, there are many rich people, and there are many gamblers. The bets of the files have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.There are all sorts of strange bets, some bet on this person's identity, bet on whether this person will be maimed by the Fu family, bet on this person's gender or even their surname

In the Fan family mansion in the inner city, the current head of the family, several family ancestors, and honored guest ministers, do not have any young children, all of them are old people who are over a hundred years old. At this moment, they are standing side by side in the corridor of a high-rise building, and everyone is full of joy.They began to calculate based on the starting point of the characters above the sea of ​​clouds, and combined with the previous information, they can deduce that it is Zheng Dafeng from the dust medicine shop, who entered the ninth realm without warning and became the mountain peak realm at the end of martial arts. Grandmaster, for the Fan family, this is naturally a great thing, and Zheng Dafeng will stay in the old dragon city for the next few decades without any accidents. The difference between eighty-nine is the difference between cloud and mud

There are three realms for pure martial arts at the beginning of body training, mid-stage Qi refining, and peak god refining. The further you go, especially after the seventh realm, the gap between two adjacent realms will become more and more like a gap, so there is a saying in martial arts As the saying goes: High level against the enemy's low level, killing is just a punch.

However, some people think that the word for killing should be changed to the word for hurting, which is more accurate.

It is a bit similar to the ranks of national chess players. They are also nine dans, divided into strong nines, weak nines, and seventh and eighth dans. Occasionally, it is not impossible for a chess player with a clever trick to defeat a weak nine national players, but it is a special case after all, and it is not common sense in the chess world.Having said that, the evaluation of chess skills in Aquarius Island, especially the eighth and ninth dans, is often just played by a certain court's chess masters in turn, and the level of chess skills of each chess master is itself very different, far inferior to the middle class. In Tushenzhou, the Confucian Palace Academy will personally ask the gentleman of chess to come forward for inspection.

A Jindan patriarch of the Fan family caressed his beard and smiled: "It's a great blessing for Fan to have such a preacher."

Laughter abounds.

All of a sudden, the sea of ​​clouds above the old dragon city surged and sank, and almost everyone was caught off guard. They were in the sea of ​​clouds, looking around in a daze. The oppressive feeling of suffocation, whether it is a Qi trainer or a pure martial artist, the movement of the Qi at this moment has more or less stagnated and slowed down. The golden core monks who are dormant or enshrined in the old dragon city feel particularly heavy.

Zheng Dafeng went away with the wind in the eight realms of remote travel, but returned to the alley on foot in the nine realms of mountain tops.

The girls in the pharmacy were laughing and playing from beginning to end, without any strange feelings. This is not only a frog in a well for people down the mountain, but also another kind of security for ordinary people.They saw the shopkeeper walking in from the outside of the shop, but they didn't think too deeply. The man held two jars of fine wine bought from a nearby street, lifted the curtain, bowed his head and walked into the courtyard. Throwing it to the boy sitting on the bench, he picked up the old cigarette rod by himself, and sat on the steps in front of the main house again, silent, neither smoking dry tobacco nor drinking alcohol.

The first sentence he spoke was not to the old man's "imperial" preacher Chen Pingan, but to the Yin God, "Old Zhao, can you open the skylight and speak out now? What does the old man have to tell Chen Pingan in a few days?" I'm going to take the Osmanthus Island ferry to leave here, can you tell me something about the guardian?"

Yin Shen shook his head and said: "The Lord God only told me that if you succeed in breaking through the realm, you will enjoy the blessings, and if you fail in breaking through the realm, you will throw the sea to feed the fish."

Zheng Dafeng rubbed his cheeks vigorously with his hands, "My mother, I'm still confused."

Zheng Dafeng put the old tobacco rod in his arms, opened the mud seal of the wine jar, lowered his head and slid towards the wine jar, like a dragon drawing water, the wine condensed into a thread, and ran to Zheng Dafeng's mouth, Zheng Dafeng wiped his mouth , Looking up at the sea of ​​clouds, "Old Zhao, do you think the old man guessed what I saw when I broke through this time? Did you expect that I was about to knock on my heart with all my might and hit the gate of heaven again? Did you expect that I saw it?" The scene near the gate was almost there."

Zheng Dafeng sighed, then lowered his head and took a sip of his wine, and suddenly smiled, "I can't say what the old man said. It has two meanings from the beginning, and there is no hope for the ninth level in life. Haha, the old man is really naughty."

Yinshen twitched the corner of his mouth.

I feel that Zheng Dafeng really doesn't know how to live or die.

Zheng Dafeng seemed to be strangled by the neck, looked around, very guilty, got up quickly, came to the center of the yard, faced north, and said to himself: "Old man, don't be surprised, disciple Zheng Dafeng succeeded in breaking through, but he couldn't Telling you this happy event face to face, I feel very guilty, old man, you are wise and powerful, you have a big heart, don't get angry, the disciple can only bow three times and burn incense three times, and express your heart."

Zheng Dafeng really held an incense stick and bowed three times in the direction of the distant Dali.

Chen Pingan wondered how old man Yang could teach such different apprentices as Li Er and Zheng Dafeng.

However, thinking that Li Baoping, Li Huai, Lin Shouyi and the others also have very different personalities, with a difference of hundreds of thousands of miles, Chen Pingan is not surprised.

But Zheng Dafeng made a strange movement before offering incense, Chen Pingan saw it clearly, Zheng Dafeng raised one arm, stretched out his hand and circled it around the top of his head, as if there were three sticks of incense hidden there, take it back to him.

After Zheng Dafeng finished this godlike thing, he sat back on the bench lazily, as if he really made up his mind to start enjoying the blessings. He stared at Chen Pingan, and Chen Pingan looked at him.

A scoundrel who seems to owe a huge debt but refuses to pay it back.

One seems to say that you dare not pay back the money, and you will be annoyed if I can't beat you to death.

Yinshen looked at these two, and suddenly realized that he didn't understand the current world.

A voice broke the deadlock. Someone raised the curtain, but he did not immediately enter the yard. He lifted the bamboo curtain high with one hand, and carried a pot of the best sweet-scented osmanthus wine in Old Dragon City with the other. Selling a piece of snowflake money, the handsome young man with red lips and white teeth hesitated for a while when he saw there were outsiders in the yard. He stood where he was and asked softly, "Mr. Zheng, can I come in?"

After the boy walked into the dust drugstore, the Yinshen disappeared.

Chen Ping turned his head and looked. It was a person of the same age. It could be seen that he was a pure martial artist. He should be in the third realm for the time being. By observing the breathing and breathing between the young man's words, as well as the slight tremor of the muscles, bones and skin all over his body. , and the spirit of blood flowing outside, this old Dragon City boy's martial arts foundation is acceptable, but there are many flaws. Many "hunting post roads" with a mouthful of pure true energy in the Qi Palace in his body seem not wide enough, and not enough. smooth

Chen Pingan was suddenly surprised.

He found that he was overlooking the realm of other people's martial arts.

It wasn't until this moment that Chen Pingan realized that he had really entered the fourth realm of martial arts.

Zheng Dafeng didn't care about Chen Pingan's wandering, waved and smiled at the boy, "I know you can't hide it from your grandpa, but I didn't tell you, the congratulatory gift is a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine brewed by Fan's family, isn't it too sloppy? I've always been vague about big things, but particular about small things, after you left the wine, Ma Liuer went back to Fan's house and asked your grandfather to mention it, you can't be too stingy."

The young man was dumb, and said helplessly: "Mr. Zheng, I heard my grandfather said this, and I sneaked out to give wine. It was not the intention of my parents. Otherwise, sir, I will inherit the sweet-scented osmanthus island in the future, and then I will prepare a big gift. I stole the jug of wine from home, so don’t tell my grandpa later, I’ll go ask my husband for a gift from home right now.”

After the boy put down his drink, he ran away.

Zheng Dafeng didn't stop the hot-tempered boy from the Fan family, and squinted at the sullen and deadly Chen Pingan, thinking that he was also a young man, look at him, boy Fan, who treats people sincerely, is generous, easy to talk, and is all over the place Advantages, let’s look at you, Chen Ping’an, the old account of five cents, you can remember it for so long, you are not white, old-fashioned, and full of stinky problems

From the boy's words, it was enough for Chen Pingan to learn a lot of inside information.

The boy was born in the Fan family of the old Dragon City who followed the Fu family to bet on Dali. Now he is apprenticed to Zheng Dafeng, and he will own the Osmanthus Island ferry in the future.

Coupled with the revelation from the Yin God before, Zheng Dafeng wants to do business with the city lord Fu Qi.

Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, regardless of the crooked intestines of these big shots, it shouldn't be a big problem for him to choose the Fan Family Ferry to go to Daoxuan Mountain this time.

In the future, whether the old dragon city will fight with gods or a group of demons will dance wildly is something they need to consider. Chen Ping just needs to wait patiently in the drugstore for a few days, then board the sweet-scented osmanthus island, reach the inverted mountain, go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and find Miss Ning, send out the sword behind your back

Zheng Dafeng stretched out his hand to grab it, and said with a smile: "Boy Fan, come back, you are really going to help me have the cheek to ask for a congratulatory gift!"

In fact, Zheng Dafeng didn't care what the young man said when he returned home. He really felt that being in the same courtyard with Chen Ping'an was a bit boring, so he might as well grab a pistachio and come back to relieve the boredom, so as not to stare at Chen Ping'an. Jing Wufu is not easy to behave wildly, and he is even a little wobbly deep in his heart.

The young man who was about to run out of the alley was suddenly grabbed by the collar of his clothes, and he staggered back, which startled him a lot. He thought he had encountered an assassin, and after hearing Mr. Zheng Da's heart-piercing voice, the young man hehe With a smile, he waved his hand to indicate that the Jindanjing family enshrined should not be nervous. The young man turned around and ran back to the dust shop, called a few sisters to some slightly familiar women, and then opened the curtain to return to the yard. The sound of warblers and swallows.

The teenager likes this atmosphere from the bottom of his heart.

Those fairies and heroines in the gate of the Fan family are of course more beautiful and fairy-like, but the young man knew very early on that the smiles they showed when they saw him were different from the sisters here.

One is facing the future head of the Fan family, and the other is facing the young man who popped out from nowhere.

The teenager doesn't dislike the former, but likes the latter.

Chen Ping moved a stool for the young man, and the young man hurriedly took it and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Chen Ping smiled and shook his head, "You're welcome."

Then the boy held the stool and looked at Zheng Dafeng, "Sir, where should I sit?"

Zheng Dafeng waved his hand, jokingly said: "Go and sit by the bamboo curtain at the door, and help watch the wind."

"okay."

The young man happily ran to sit at the door. He was still sitting upright, with his back stretched straight, his eyes fixed on his nose, his nose and his heart, and his hands were honestly placed on his knees. Although the young man tried his best to look dignified and solemn, his pair of His eyes couldn't help but smile.It is as clear as a rushing brook, there will be sounds when you are happy, and there will be noise when you are unhappy, not the kind of water that is deep and silent, and there is no noble person who is late.

Chen Pingan suddenly felt a little envious of this young man.

There was something in the boy at the door that he had always wanted but could not get.

Wensheng Laoxiucai was drunk and was carried by him. He patted his shoulder vigorously and said, the young man should carry the grass-growing Yingfei and Yangliu Yiyi on his shoulders, and don't think about family hatred and moral articles.

The boy at the door is like this.

Chen Ping can't do it.

Zheng Dafeng seemed to be aware of Chen Pingan's strange emotions, although he might not know the exact thoughts, but the man thought about it, smiled and threw the pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine back to Fan's boy.

The young man smiled brightly and said, "Mr. Zheng, I only dare to take a sip."

Chen Pingan raised the Yangjian gourd high, laughed too, and said, "Drink together."

The young man froze for a moment, then nodded vigorously and said, "Then I'll drink more in this sip, by the way, my name is Fan Er, not a nickname, but Fan Er, because there is a sister in front of me, named Fan Junmao, I So it’s called Fan Er. In fact, if there is my sister, my parents gave me such a name, which makes me sad. Can you tell me?"

The boy took a big gulp of wine, his face was flushed, and he coughed again and again. It seemed that because of the name, he was indeed a little sad.

After drinking the wine, Chen Pingan said with a smile, "My name is Chen Ping'an, Ping'an, Ping'an, Ping'an."