Sword comes

Chapter 262 1 Ye Bianzhou, an elegant boy

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A fierce sword came from the land to Osmanthus Island in the middle of the sea, followed by another sword, which still pierced through the sky from the top of the sea of ​​clouds in the old dragon city.

The power of the two swords is earth-shattering.

On the surface of the sea between Old Dragon City and Osmanthus Island, the gully was cut out of the ravine twice by the sword energy from the sky.

At the same time that Chen Ping closed his eyes and comprehended the sword intent, Jin Dan's old sword cultivator had already come to his senses. The reason why he didn't catch the fleeting sword intent like Chen Ping and tried to attack jade with stones from other mountains was not the old man. The experience of a sword cultivator is not as good as that of a martial artist in the four realms, but the old man knows that when his own sword intent is shaped, if the spirit and spirit contained in the sword of other sword immortals are randomly borrowed and absorbed by bystanders, it will be easy to contradict himself , making his own pure sword intent become complicated.

However, if the sword intents of the two are roughly similar, it is of course a good thing.

The root of Ma Zhi's natal flying sword's shady sword intent is to enjoy the shade of the tree, so the sword intent is close to spring cold, heavy snow, clear spring, etc., but far away from fire, scorching heat, melting furnace, etc., similar to the two swords of the sea of ​​clouds, taken from the true meaning of the battlefield The "strangling and attacking" are very different, so the old sword repairer will not follow the clues to pick up the sword intent of the two swords and turn them into his own use.On the contrary, some junior sword cultivators who have just entered the fifth stage of the middle school, the sword intent is not yet stable, even if the two sword intents are diametrically opposed, it will still be beneficial.

Chen Pingan stood where he was, and subconsciously put out the sword furnace stake.

How old-fashioned Ma Zhi is, of course he would not disturb this small opportunity of the young man, and even deliberately raised his hand and flicked his sleeves, not only breaking up the shade of some ancestral trees, but also actively grabbing some fleeting strands Let the sword energy seep into the small courtyard of Guimai, making Chen Pingan feel the meaning of the sword more deeply.

During this process, Ma Zhi became more in awe of the old Dragon City Sword Cultivator. The Earth Immortal's sword is so powerful that it can destroy mountains and seas. How far is the realm? In fact, it is no longer the superficial power, but the degree of cohesion of the sword intent. If the sword energy is slack and the spirit is disordered, a sword is handed out, powerful, but the sword intent is overflowing. Intentional control is not perfect.

And the sword cultivator who made a bold move from the old dragon city, even if he handed out a sword, it was so far across the sea, and the concentration of the sword intent was almost equivalent to Ma Zhi's Baizhang sword, which made Ma Zhi amazed and admired

The Tenth Realm Sword Cultivator, known as the Earth Fairyland, is only one step away from breaking through the bottleneck and entering the Upper Fifth Realm. Because the sword cultivator's killing power is too great, the entire career of the Middle Five Realm before that is often full of sharpness, so compared to Ordinary land immortals of the Ten Realm Nascent Soul are more "born", just like the Wei and Jin Dynasties of the Fengxue Temple, who left the rivers and lakes completely before becoming the sword fairy of the Yupu Realm, and have been shutting down life and death.

It seems that this old sword cultivator from Old Dragon City must have been very annoyed by someone on the Osmanthus Island of the Fan family, otherwise he would never have taken the risk of provoking a catastrophe by striking out his sword so fiercely.

Ma Zhi asked that Aunt Gui with his heartfelt voice, "Mrs. Gui, who Fang Shengsheng made a move against our Fan family, or did he have a dispute with a foreign guest?"

Aunt Gui hesitated for a moment, and replied vaguely: "It should be an outsider from the old dragon city who had some conflicts with the Jiang family's children of Yuguizong in Tongyezhou. Let's ignore it from the Fan family and Osmanthus Island. Keep it straight." Can."

Ma Zhi said with emotion: "Since there are two groups of gods fighting on the top of the mountain, let's just watch the show."

Aunt Gui smiled slightly, "It should be so."

Ma Zhi suddenly said in surprise: "The Jiang family of Yuguizong is the Jiang family who holds the blessed land of Yunku in his hand."

However, Aunt Gui had closed her heart early, cut off her voice, and ignored Old Jianxiu's inquiries.

Ma Zhi didn't care about this, he just thought it was Mrs. Gui who had a special status, worried that the body of Osmanthus Island would be affected by Chiyu, and she needed to be distracted to deal with it.

Seeing that the young man was still erecting piles, Ma Zhi simply put away the shady flying sword and sat at the stone table. There are ten caves and blessed places in the world, 36 small caves and 72 blessed places, which are shared by several worlds and divided into three. Sixth and ninth grades have different ranks. The Qingtan blessed land held by the Emperor Gaozong of Baopingzhou has a very low rank, while the Yunku blessed land held by the Jiang family in Tongyezhou is extremely good.

After Chen Pingan opened his eyes, the old man smiled and asked, "How?"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "I only know that this sword is very powerful. I can't say how powerful it is. After thinking about it for a long time, I only vaguely grasped the meaning. It's a pity. If this sword can be slower, it will All right."

Ma Zhi joked: "A fairy sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm, the speed of the sword, I have to say hello to you Chen Pingan in advance."

Chen Pingan scratched his head, "How dare you do that."

Chen Pingan suddenly asked worriedly: "Could it be that there is a sword cultivator who wants to harm Osmanthus Island?"

Ma Zhi waved his hands, with a relaxed expression, and explained with a smile: "No, I just had a festival with the guests of Tongye Island on the island, so I showed two swords to demonstrate. The two swords are very particular, and they didn't hurt the root of Osmanthus Island. In fact, it is tantamount to expressing goodwill to Osmanthus Island, otherwise, unless it is in a remote area that is inaccessible to humans, it is normal for one of them to be unstoppable and some of the spirit will be scattered."

Ma Zhi spoke lightly, but the old man thought more deeply.

This unknown Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator is either an extremely well-behaved existence, or has an old relationship with the Fan family of the old Dragon City, the latter is obviously more likely.

Elsewhere on Osmanthus Island, there is no such a harmonious and harmonious atmosphere as Guimai Courtyard.

Jiang Beihai's face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

The ten-level Yuanying family worshiped the old man and fell into a pool of blood. The priceless magic robe "Black Bamboo Forest" has been completely destroyed. It would cost a lot of money to completely restore it. I'm afraid it would be better to just buy a new one. Superior robes.The old man was not seriously injured, and quickly stood up staggeringly, just looking at the bleakness, because the power of the second sword was mostly offset by the precious robe bestowed by the ancestor of the Jiang family on his body.

The tall and thin old man fixed his eyes on the old dragon city on the land, and said through gritted teeth: "The thief plotted a sneak attack with two swords one after another, it's too deceitful."

"Old Su, what's going on?" Jiang Beihai asked softly, but his body remained motionless, standing on the spot with his feet rooted. Not only was he the direct son of the Jiang family, but the rest of the family's servants were exactly the same as the direct line of Yu Guizong, all of them remained motionless. Don't dare to breathe.

The old priest was furious, but his tone was quite helpless, and said: "I only know that the two swords came from the same hand, and the place where the swords came out was the sea of ​​clouds above the old dragon city. Could it be a certain ancestor of the Fu family who held a sword in his hand? A half-celestial soldier, demonstrate to us"

Jiang Beihai thought for a moment, "The Fu family has never liked the Ding family, and the Ding family has a good relationship with Tongyezong. It was because of that guy that the Ding family was able to survive in the old dragon city. Our Yuguizong and Tongyezong That is a deadly enemy for thousands of years. Logically speaking, the enemy of an enemy is a friend, even if we chose the Osmanthus Island of the Fan family to go to the inverted mountain this time, and did not choose the Treasure Swallowing Whale of the Fu family.

They shouldn't have such a big resentment towards us, the Fu family is not stupid, they will not be ignorant of Yuguizong's strength, and they will not be unaware of our Jiang family's status in Yuguizong.And the Fu family has always had a good relationship with the Fan family."

The woman in palace attire said cautiously: "Could it be because of Mrs. Gui? Maybe it's an ancestor of the Fu family who fell in love with her?"

Jiang Beihai lowered his voice and laughed angrily, "We're not trying to snatch Mrs. Gui, we're just discussing the business openly and honestly. If Osmanthus Island is Fu Qi's property, and Mrs. Gui is Fu Qi's concubine, then there is such a turmoil. It’s not bad, this sweet-scented osmanthus island was obtained by the ancestors of the Fan family by luck. A hot-tempered patriarch, he will immediately kill the old dragon city and ask his teacher for punishment."

Women always like to use their brains on love affairs, while men like to spend their minds on Jiangshan.

The tall and thin old man showed stern eyes, and warned Jiang Beihai with his heart: "Master, we are going to Daoxuan Mountain this time, and we must not report to the sect."

Jiang Beihai nodded in his heart and smiled wryly, "Old Su, I know the pros and cons."

The old man took a deep breath, "I'll go to Old Dragon City right away, and meet that sword fairy in person. We have to understand and settle this matter before we can go to Upside Down Mountain with peace of mind. I'll try to return to Osmanthus Island as soon as possible."

Jiang Beihai said softly, "Mr. Su, proceed carefully."

"Don't worry, I will never insult the names of Yu Guizong and Yunku Jiang."

After the old man said these words, he rose from the ground and headed for the old dragon city with Yufeng.Before that, the old man had put away the priceless magic robe "Black Bamboo Forest", and the bloody wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Nascent Soul Realm boss.

After the ups and downs of the two swords, on Osmanthus Island, whether it was the Fan family or the passengers, there was a lot of discussion. Fortunately, almost everyone was from the mountains who traveled all over the country and had a lot of experience. Whether to do business or travel, it will not be easy. Although shocked, it is not a panic. In addition, Osmanthus Island quickly came forward to appease, and the turmoil subsided quickly.

Jinsu sent the medicinal materials retrieved at the foot of the mountain to Guimai Courtyard, and quickly returned to Master Aunt Gui. Seeing the calm and breezy woman, she was in a good mood to make a pot of tea. Jinsu had a cup of hot tea. After Jinsu sat down, she had already calmed down with her mood before drinking the tea and tasting the master's handicraft.

The woman knew that Jin Su was full of doubts, but she didn't want to say anything more, she just smiled and said: "For that young master of the Jiang family, it is undoubtedly a disaster, but for you and me, master and apprentice, it is joy from the sky, Jin Su, you don't need to worry too much." Ask, after going to sea this time, after returning from the inverted mountain, I will try my best to let you meet the person who sent the sword once."

Aunt Gui laughed softly: "There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people above us. It's not nonsense. From now on, you'd better restrain yourself when you walk around alone."

Jin Su didn't pay much attention to the last wise and wise words, she had already turned her head to look in the direction of Old Dragon City, full of anticipation.

A small Guimai courtyard that stands aloof from the rest of the world does not need to care about the situation on the top of the mountain.

After that, Chen Ping practiced swords with Jindan Laojian every day. The latter did three things. The subgrade of the three soul roads is refined, and then Ma Zhihui suppresses the situation, controls the flying sword cool shade with sword training methods, and confronts Chen Pingan, and finally watches Chen Pingan practice swordsmanship with serious swordsmanship, give pointers, and correct Chen Pingan Flaws in the posture of the sword.

However, Chen Ping's sword practice was very interesting. He didn't draw out any swords in the wooden box behind him.Ma Zhi had doubts about this, but the answer Chen Pingan gave was absurd, saying that it was the two swords behind his back, and the one he named "Subduing Demon" was someone else's sword and could not be used. The locust wood sword for "eliminating demons" was pulled out of its scabbard once on the battlefield, but afterwards he found that the wooden sword was too light. He felt that he had better find a sword with enough weight for him to start practicing swords. If you don't have an iron sword like that, otherwise your hands will feel light and light, holding a sword is almost like not holding it, and you always feel that something is wrong.

Only by holding the epee in hand and being able to strike the sword extremely fast, then it is possible that one day in the future, when he encounters a strong enemy who cannot be defeated by the epee, he, Chen Pingan, will change to a wooden sword, in order to strike the sword the fastest. The sword against the enemy.

Ma Zhi, as a god in the sky in the eyes of the world, has no interest in martial arts and swordsmanship. In fact, he doesn't have any feelings for Chen Pingan's stubborn pursuit of a Jianghu swordsman. He even has a trace of disdain in his heart. If you say that Chen Pingan is working hard on the Sword Intent Dao, Ma Zhi will not be able to help himself, and it will not be difficult for Chen Pingan to talk about it for three days and three nights .

Jin Su, the osmanthus girl, will deliver three meals a day at regular intervals. What makes this woman feel relieved is that Chen Pingan didn't make any progress. He really regarded her as a maidservant serving tea and water, and insisted on letting her take care of bathing and changing clothes, otherwise It's really a headache.Even if it was the replacement of the potion in the bucket, Chen Ping'an was still self-reliant, which made Jin Su finally have a good impression of this young guest of the Fan family.

Then there is the sweet-scented osmanthus wine stored in the Guimai courtyard, which needs to be replenished every now and then.

As Jin Su, it is not impossible to bring dozens of jugs of wine to the small courtyard at one go, but she finally gave up this once-for-all plan, maybe because she hoped to see that the foreigner was a stranger by meeting him one more time. The depth of youth.After all, a long journey across the sea is a bit boring for these sweet-scented osmanthus girls who are already familiar with the route. The so-called ten sceneries of sweet-scented osmanthus island, such as the bright moon and the tide, the osmanthus trees in the middle of the moon can be seen faintly, and the ancient palaces and palaces are transformed. The mirage of the scenery, the osmanthus island surrounded by flying fish in the sea, etc., will be amazing at first glance, and even people will take the initiative to pay for a painter to leave pictures of the beautiful scenery, but if you really see too much, it will be It's hard to be engaging.Some strange people and strange things that happened around Osmanthus Island, on the contrary, made these Osmanthus girls feel more interesting.

Chen Pingan gets up at the beginning of the hour every day. Before dawn, he will practice the six-step walk for about an hour. The old sword Xiu Mazhi will show up around the hour. He will drink a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus girl and wait until Chen Pingan finishes practicing. The unremarkable punch, or to be precise, Chen Ping waited for the old man to drink a pot of wine, and it was almost exactly the breakfast box delivered by Jinsu. It took about two quarters of an hour. The reasons for the weight of strength and sword intent, and some anecdotes about sword repairs in the world.

Afterwards, Chen Ping returned the food box to Jinsu who was waiting at the entrance of the courtyard, mostly as a thank you, if Guimai courtyard needed more wine, he would not be embarrassed, just tell the young woman directly.

One day of practice, under Ma Zhi's suggestion, from easy to difficult, Chen Pingan first practiced the sword moves that are serious in swordsmanship, and at two o'clock in the morning, Ma Zhi would use his sword without warning, deliberately destroying Chen Ping's sword. Therefore, Chen Pingan not only needs to polish the four sword moves including Avalanche Style and Zhenshentou, but also needs to keep an eye out for the harassment of a Jindan Sword Cultivator. Occasionally, Ma Zhihui simply advances the accompanying sword test in the afternoon to the morning.

Before the end of noon, the two of them will definitely finish their lunch, and then start the afternoon sword test. Now Ma Zhi has silently raised his realm from the cave-level sword repair to the seventh sea-watching level. He is sitting at the stone table, drinking and drinking for himself. Unceasingly, he used his natal flying sword to assassinate Chen Pingan, and Chen Pingan used any method to meet the enemy, whether it was those frightening and simple fists, or the four offensive and defensive moves he learned from the seriousness of fencing, or a random punch Ma Zhi never cared about the dead master's bastard fist, as long as you, Chen Pingan, can hide from the swiftly flying shade of the yard, or punch back the natal flying sword, it will be fine.

Often, Chen Ping'an's skin was torn apart and his clothes were ragged before finishing his sword practice in one afternoon.

Sometimes Ma Zhi will slow down the speed of his sword, let go of Chen Pingan who is in a mess, and drink a few more sips of wine. The drunkard peanuts, garlic flower armor, fried small fish, and cold pig ears in the small dishes on the table , Enough for the old man to drink.But every time after Chen Pingan took a rare breath, the next time the old man suddenly drew his sword, it would be thunderous. Perhaps at that time, the old man was still chewing crisp dried fish, but Chen Pingan would be pierced into the heart by a swift sword, and the flying sword drew an arc. After returning, he pierced Chen Pingan's back from the back again, and the old man would sneer and say, "If it wasn't for the flying sword, you would have died twice. You will never taste this salt-and-pepper dried fish again, Chen Pingan, Even if it's just for this wine and food, you should work hard."

In order to ensure the continuity of sword practice, there is no dinner in Guimai courtyard, only supper, and Jin Su only needs to put the food box at the gate of the courtyard.

Usually after the unitary hour, Chen Pingan would stand and be beaten, using the cool shade of the flying sword to "walk through corridors and buildings" and "ride the post road" in the soul, to beat the thickness and toughness of the three souls.

The old sword cultivator has stopped explaining his sword technique in detail recently, but just be careful and let Chen Pingan chew the pain carefully.

Chen Ping likes and dislikes this period of time the most. He likes it because he knows this tempering, and martial arts practice is the most beneficial. The opening and closing of the old man with feet is like the fierce method of the gods and men in heaven to beat and kill ordinary people. It is much easier. Not only can Chen Pingan endure it, but he can also take this opportunity to practice the two swords of six-step walking and serious swordsmanship. The defensive posture, the mountain posture and the armor posture, compared with the simmering and slow cooking of my own practice, with the help of the old sword cultivator, it is no different from cooking with a strong fire, and the result is twice the result with half the effort.

But over time, Chen Pingan, who was having fun in the bitterness, figured out an interesting thing, that is, the swift and complicated avalanche style of the sword, combined with the pain of ripping out the belly, heart and liver brought about by the tempering of the old sword Xiu Feijian, as long as Gritting his teeth and persevering, the sword will be drawn faster. Chen Ping's understanding of this sword technique has made rapid progress. Later, every time Chen Ping "holds the sword" and hands out the avalanche pose, even he himself feels that as long as there is a real sword in his hand, With a magic weapon, if you really have a sword aura that is so bright and cold, maybe it can really shine through the small courtyard.

After practicing sword one day, usually around the time of Xu and Hai, Chen Pingan would boil water and put the medicinal materials into the bucket. Before the water boiled, Chen Pingan went to the gate of the courtyard to get food boxes. At the dining table, after supper, if Chen Ping'an is seriously injured at times, or the blood stains on his body are too miserable, he will soak in a bucket first, take a bath and change clothes before eating supper. He will also sit at the stone table and wait for Chen Pingan. During the latter's meal, he will explain the gains and losses of today's sword practice to Chen Pingan, just like a replay of a chess game. Although the old man surnamed Cui and Ma Zhi in the ups and downs of Shanzhulou are very different, they are more willing to explain one thing in detail. Most of Chen Pingan's questions can be answered.

After packing up the food box, Chen Pingan will continue to practice the mountain-shaking boxing manual. Even if it takes another ten or a hundred years, no matter how high his own realm is at that time, Chen Pingan will probably not fall behind this one who can be called the most beginner in martial arts. Rough fist.

In the middle of the day, Chen Ping'an will go back to the house to sleep.

The cycle goes back and forth like this almost every day. Unknowingly, Osmanthus Island has seen sunrise and sunset more than 30 times, and the nine scenic spots on the sea have quietly passed three scenic spots.

Another ten days later, regarding the fourth sea scene of Osmanthus Island on the route, Lao Jianxiu suggested that Chen Pingan should stop his practice and go to the ancestral osmanthus tree to enjoy the scenery.

Now that the old man said so, Chen Pingan followed suit. Just at dawn, Chen Pingan came to the top of the crowded Osmanthus Island. Looking up, he saw a huge gap. On the side are two island mountain ranges descending from high to low in sequence. On the peaks, there are row upon row of buildings built against the mountains, surrounded by clouds and mist.

The strangeness of this scene is not in the isolated fairy sect on the island, but in the gap between two facing cliffs on the way of Osmanthus Island. The statue of the body god stands tall and extraordinary, and the statue of the god is still golden after countless years of time and water, and even a Qi practitioner will be in awe.

Rumor has it that the golden-bodied righteous gods of the two statues, one who used to guard the Nantian Gate, and the other who used to be in charge of the world's great water transportation, is the first righteous god of many rain masters in the sky. All the real dragons in the world are flying clouds and raining.The God of Tianmen holds his sword in front of him, with his hands stacked against the hilt. He is a huge god who seems to be overlooking the world.

The face of the god of the rain master is blurred, surrounded by clouds and mists, and the gender cannot be distinguished. There are colorful streamers made of unknown materials, lingering around the body, floating slowly, and vividly, setting off the golden body that has disappeared for thousands of years. The gods, as if they are still in the world to show their divine power, are in charge of the flow of water transportation in the whole south.

Chen Pingan chose to sit on a bench with a railing on the top of the mountain, sitting cross-legged, facing the two god statues, and drinking slowly.

The words used by the Qi practitioners around him were mostly the elegant dialect of Juluzhou and Tongyezhou, occasionally mixed with some old Longcheng dialect, which Chen Pingan naturally couldn't understand. Fortunately, there was a Qi practitioner from the Fan family of Osmanthus Island not far away. She looks like a girl, but she is not in the attire of Miss Osmanthus. Her voice is crisp and clear. She should be explaining the strangeness of the seascape here to passengers. She is explaining the scene of "the confrontation between two gods" in the dialect of Aquarius Island and the origin of the two statues. He also mentioned the long history of the Xianjia sect by the way. It seemed that someone asked why the ferry boat on Osmanthus Island did not dock on the island. Anyone who dared to land on any ferry boat would be deported on the spot, or imprisoned in the prison on the island. In history, there was even a tragedy of being directly beheaded by that fairy gate.

In the end, the young girl Qi practitioner smiled and said to everyone on the top of the mountain that the next scene after half a day is particularly spectacular and should not be missed.

When Osmanthus Island was slowly passing between the cliffs, suddenly there was a hydrangea-shaped object that plummeted down and flew towards a certain young man who was enjoying the scenery from the top of the mountain.

The man subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the hydrangea, raised his head stupidly, not knowing why that fairy family would act like this.

The young girl Qi trainer of the Fan family looked shocked, and then shouted in a hurry: "Young master, listen to our old man on Osmanthus Island, this is the fairy family who has a woman who is looking for a husband, and Dudu fell in love with you. It's been a hundred years." If you have not yet married a wife, you must agree to it, even if you have already. In short, only the descendant of this fairy family can throw hydrangeas to the passing ferry. This kind of blessing is really not to be missed. You must be careful, sir."

Obviously, the young Qi practitioner holds a hydrangea in his hand and looks up at a certain place on the cliff. He is experiencing a question and answer between the lakes of his heart.

Then the young man seemed to have passed the test, and the hydrangea wrapped in a ribbon suddenly unfolded. One end of the ribbon was tied to the man's wrist, and the other end flew towards the top of the mountain, leading the man to the top of the mountain. Cailou, in the Cailou, there is a beautiful woman with blushing cheeks, holding the end of the ribbon tightly in her hand, and beside her are several women with extraordinary bearing and the appearance of immortal masters, smiling, as if blessing This is a perfect match made in heaven.

Chen Ping took all this into his heart, and looked at the young man's leap to the sky. He neither envied, nor regretted this adventure in the world, but his eyes were a little dazed. The young man had just stood ten steps away. , when Fan's qi trainer asked whether to marry a wife, the man's expression changed slightly, probably due to the imminent fortune, so he resolutely abandoned the poor wife in the family and left it alone.

Chen Pingan raised his head and glanced in the direction of Cailou, thinking that the fairy woman who threw the hydrangea might have a high level of cultivation, but her eyes were really not very good.

Back at Guimai Courtyard, the old Jianxiu laughed, drinking wine and eating side dishes, "I didn't expect a hydrangea to be thrown, but it's a pity that it's not you, pity, such a pity. You know that in the history of Osmanthus Island, there are The scene of the hydrangea being thrown from the colorful building on the top of the mountain is a once-in-a-hundred-year event, which is not too much, but it’s a pity that you don’t have the blessing of this romantic encounter.”

Chen Ping grinned, the old man restrained his expression, and said softly: "The ten sceneries of Osmanthus Island actually contain opportunities, large and small. Of course, they can't be met, and they can only be determined by fate, just like the hydrangea in the fairy island outside the sea. , who would have thought that Shanzawa Yexiu, who was in the cave state, with mediocre aptitude for cultivating Taoism, would become the ultimate lucky one instead."

The old man said seriously: "If you talk about the other nine sceneries, you don't have to worry about it. You don't even have the idea of ​​trying your luck. It doesn't matter, but for the next scene, you have to go to the foot of the Osmanthus Island. The closer the sea is, the better. Because of this kind of luck, if someone does meet it, it will be a great blessing that Jindan Yuanying will envy."

Chen Pingan said helplessly: "I won't go for things like chance. It's more practical to practice swords in the yard."

Old Jianxiu stared and said: "Go, you have to go, even if it is a rare chance, you kid should go to join in the fun. On the way of cultivation, you shouldn't expect everything to go smoothly, but you should think about it a little bit." , if you take a trip, you can not only enjoy the wonderful scenery, but also try your luck, but you are not lucky, and you are missing. Chishi's most coveted"

Chen Ping said cautiously: "Mr. Ma, I am not a Qi trainer, but a pure martial artist."

Old Jianxiu patted his forehead, got up and said: "Old Qisha, you practice swords by yourself these two days, I need to walk around to relax, it's boring to be so bored with you all day long."

In the next two days, the old sword repairman did not show up, and Chen Ping practiced the sword by himself.

Afterwards, the old man just returned to Guimai courtyard in a hurry, met Chen Pingan, said that Chen Pingan had practiced well and continued to work hard, and then disappeared again.

It is not surprising that Chen Ping only treats the old man as having entertainment.

Then we arrived at Jiaolonggou, the fifth sea scene of the Osmanthus Island transcontinental route.

Because the old man reminded him again, Chen Ping took a half-day rest and greeted Jin Su first. Then at noon that day, Jin Su came to the gate of the small courtyard and reminded Chen Ping that he could go down the mountain to see the scenery.Because they are the guests of the Fan family, Gui Palace has a special secluded road to go down the mountain, and there are few guests on the road. Chen Pingan and Jin Su walk on the road side by side.

In that trench, there are a large number of flood dragons, most of which are descendants of flood dragons with messy bloodlines, and some of them, worthy of the name, will go to the sky above the continents by instinct, turning the clouds and rains, one round trip, I don’t know How many thousands of miles have to resist the wind, and when they return to the lair, they are already exhausted, and there are often dragons without rules and regulations, and without the deployment and will of the gods above. The "evil jiao", who was chased and killed by the local qi practitioners, is not only doing justice for the sky and advocating for the people, but also for the invaluable innate treasure of jiaolong.

Chen Pingan was startled when he heard that, and hurried to the foot of Osmanthus Island. He was born in Lizhu Cave, where the last real dragon fell. Are those spiritual creatures the disciples and grandchildren of the real dragon?

Soon Chen Ping'an came to the foot of the mountain, and there were small boats moored at the ferry. The boats were all Qi fighters from the Fan family who often ferry across the Jiaolong Valley. There will never be any accidents, even if there is danger, the Jindan monks on Osmanthus Island will rescue them immediately.

There is no need to pay for Gui Ke to board the ship.

In fact, even if you need to pay snowflake money, Chen Pingan will take out this pocket, and board a small boat with Jin Su. The boatman is an old man. A series of talismans, four of which are ancient characters that look like earthworms, are somewhat similar to the "what to do" recorded in the authentic Danshu. People, once the talisman is formed, the talisman paper will ooze blood stains, the person who draws the talisman need not worry, this is the manifestation of the great achievement of the talisman.

Chen Pingan asked Jinsu, the name of the talisman on the penny. She looked blank, as if she had never thought about this question, so she asked Zhouzi. The old man smiled and said, "I really don't understand. From the first day, there seemed to be these dan characters on the penny, so there is no exact explanation. When my master passed the boat and the penny to me, he couldn’t tell why. Our sweet-scented osmanthus The island is only said to be a dragon pole, which can scare off the underwater dragons. In fact, we boatmen don’t believe it ourselves, we should believe it even more.”

The old man grabbed a pile of snow-white and silver-foil folded paper figurines and paper horses from the pocket at his feet, "If you encounter a dragon swimming past the bottom of the boat, just grab a handful and throw them into the bottom of the water, and they will quickly disperse. There is no way, if we bypass Jiaolonggou, our route will be more than 20 miles longer. Fortunately, Jiaolonggou looks scary and frightening, but in fact, for hundreds of years, our Osmanthus Island and those Jiaolong has been safe and sound, so you don't need to worry."

Zhouzi laughed loudly, he was obviously a straightforward old man, "Speaking of which, if something happens, it will be a disaster, let alone our small boat, I am afraid that the entire Osmanthus Island, there is no need to hope to escape, so many Let me tell you how terrible it would be if the members of the flood dragon were to stir up trouble together, I am afraid that even a sword fairy at the Nascent Soul Realm, if he really dared to use his sword here and provoke the flood dragon to counterattack, he would still be doomed."

Jin Su's face was displeased, and she complained: "The guests are on board, why are you saying such unlucky words?"

The old man on the boat said with shame: "Don't talk, don't talk, sir, sit down, let's go to enjoy the wonders in the water of Jiaolonggou, and make sure it's safe and sound."

Jiaolong Valley is a weird deep gully with crystal clear sea water, more than ten miles wide and thousands of miles long, below which are lurking dragons in the sea, with different colors, winding bodies, and different sizes. Some are as thin as a water basin, as thick as the mouth of a well, and according to legend, there is even the largest one, which is as big as a urn just because of the dragon's eyes. , causing death.

The old man Zhouzi suddenly pointed his finger at a place in the air, "Look, son, that is a tired dragon that has returned from raining on the land, yo, it seems to have suffered serious injuries, most likely it was used as an arrow by the Qi practitioners in Basuozhou The target, after chasing and suppressing for a long distance, not every water dragon has such luck to come back alive, some dead dragon corpses on the way home often become windfalls of the cross-continental ferry, but our sweet-scented osmanthus island is kind, The corpses of the floating Jiao in Shangshui will not be salvaged, but dragged on the rocks of Guihua Island and sent all the way to Jiaolonggou."

Chen Pingan and Jin Su followed the direction of the old man's finger and saw a huge object falling from the sea of ​​clouds and falling into the distant sea, splashing huge water.Fortunately, the place where Buyutilong fell was more than ten miles away from Osmanthus Island, so it had no effect on the boat, except that it swayed slightly from side to side.

The small boats are sailing slowly on both sides of the sweet-scented osmanthus island, almost never leaving the shore of the sweet-scented osmanthus island too far, at most two or three miles, the sea is clear, each small boat is like flying swords hovering in the air under the wind , and in the depths of the water, many dragons are sleeping or playing, as if winding and entrenched on the undulating mountains, making people forget that they are sailing on the sea.

Chen Pingan suddenly frowned.

Stretching out his hand to hold a sword in the sword box behind him, he asked in a deep voice: "Is this genus of flood dragon considered one of the mountain monsters?"

The old man only thought that he was a young man with little experience. At this moment, Xiao Zhou had already left Osmanthus Island two miles away, and was about to reach the deepest point of Jiaolong Valley. Looking down, the young man felt a little fearful, and Zhou Zi laughed. Said: "In the ancient times, the genus of the flood dragon would be regarded as the nobles between the heaven and the earth, but now, the time has passed, and the young master said it is not bad. These guys can only be regarded as one of the ghosts."

Zhouzi smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, my son. Osmanthus Island is a regular visitor here. According to the genealogy records of our Fan family, our ancestors also saw two Qi fighters in the Nascent Soul Realm fighting here. The Jiaolong ditch at the feet of the two gods Although there was some urgency to move, none of the water dragons jumped out of the water in the end, so those rules of not making loud noises are actually intended to scare ordinary guests. Since the young master hangs the osmanthus wooden card, I will not play tricks on the old man."

Jin Su glared at Zhouzi angrily, how could these inside stories of the Fan family be revealed so easily.

The old man shrank his neck, continued to prop up the penny, and rowed honestly, throwing a handful of snow-white origami silver foil to the bottom of the water from time to time. In addition to paper figures and paper horses, there were exquisitely folded paper tall buildings and vehicles.

The old man suddenly widened his eyes and looked towards a place ahead, "It's not good that someone deliberately framed me on Osmanthus Island"

Aunt Gui came to this small boat from the Gui Palace on the top of the mountain at almost the same time, looked at the frontmost boat together with the old man, and said angrily: "Someone took out a Dragon King basket and caught a shallow water frolicking privately." "Little Water Jiao"

The old man stood up, "But Jiang Beihai deliberately retaliated against them for choosing to disembark at the beginning, and we let Ma Zhi follow him secretly for almost a ten-year period, and there was no difference. Someone in the Ding family was behind the scenes, but the Ding family shouldn't have a dragon king basket, Fu The Fu family has one, but there is no reason to entrap us."

Aunt Gui shook her head and said, "It's hard to say for the time being, the most urgent thing is to appease this Jiaolong ditch, once the public anger is aroused, even the monks of the upper five realms are willing to help, but they will be helpless. How bad is this, everyone is already being watched, who dares to fly into the sky at this time?"

Zhouzi looked stern, and immediately said in a loud voice: "All small boats should land immediately, and all Qi practitioners on Osmanthus Island must not take off without authorization, otherwise they will be regarded as a provocation by Jiaolonggou. thought we were scaremongering”

Jindan swordsman Ma Zhi took out a long sword and quickly threw it high into the sky. The trend was as fast as thunder, and it must be faster than a Jindan Yufeng. On the way of whistling away, just a few miles away from Osmanthus Island, he was pressed down heavily by an illusory claw from the sea of ​​clouds, and the flying sword burst in the sky instantly.

Afterwards, another sword was thrown out, but the end was exactly the same.

The aunt Gui turned her head to Jin Su and Chen Ping'an and said softly, "You two go back to Guimai courtyard first, no matter what happens, you must remember to hold on to the roots of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, so as to have a chance of survival."

With a little tiptoe, Jin Su had already left the small boat and landed on the ferry on the shore, looking back.

The boy with the sword on his back seemed to be still standing in the small boat, and when he finally returned, he had an extra penny in his hand.

Jin Su asked, "What are you doing?"

Chen Pingan replied: "Maybe playing dragon poles is really useful."

Jin Su glanced at the young man with an idiot look on his face, then turned around and rushed to the top of the mountain.

In an instant, like a landslide and an earth split, the entire Osmanthus Island sank more than a hundred feet along with the sea.

In a radius of several miles around Osmanthus Island as the center, all sea levels dropped at the same time inexplicably.

In this way, Jiaolonggou, which was originally under the sweet-scented osmanthus island and the small boat, suddenly changed from a seabed scene to a tall mountain range hidden in the water.

All the spirit creatures belonging to the dragon stared at the sweet-scented osmanthus island one after another, this is called the real undercurrent.

Aunt Gui floated forward, and finally hovered in the air, using an ancient language that was difficult for everyone to understand, communicating with a water dragon with golden scales in the distance, whose eyes were indifferent.

The sword cast by the sage Ruan Qiong behind Chen Ping'an, "Subduing the Demon", was already trembling in the scabbard.

If according to Ruan Qiong's reminder before, Chen Pingan should be able to run as far as he meets such a big monster, but where can Chen Pingan run now?

He neither ran to the Guimai courtyard on the top of the mountain to hide, nor stood there waiting to die.

Chen Pingan glanced at the penny in his hand that was still green in color, thought for a while, sat cross-legged, put the penny across his knees, wiped off the talisman characters on it with his fingers that were not authentic in the alchemy book, and then Memory, Chen Pingan took out the writing brush Xiaoxue Cone presented by Li Xisheng, took a breath, after moistening the pen, the tip of the penny was vermilion, like dyed thick ink, Chen Pingan smiled, put the penny on the left side of the ground, the left-handed boy held his breath and concentrated , cantilevered in the air, holding a brush engraved with the pen barrel engraved with "the spirit of writing", and began to engrave the so-called "cut lock symbol" on the penny pen one stroke at a time.

This is called a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

If it doesn't work, he can only draw out the famous sword cast by the sage behind his back, perform a feat recorded in ancient books, and imitate the ancient sword fairy to slay the dragon where there is a dragon.

After the talisman was completed, a bloodstained scene really appeared on the emerald green penny.

Chen Ping'an calmed down a bit, holding a penny in his hand, pointing his toes, and jumped to a lone boat that was too late to be tied to the ferry. He stood alone in it, took a deep breath, and stretched out his palms to pat each side of the boat. The boat was like an arrow. The arrow shot forward swiftly.

Chen Pingan carried the penny on one shoulder, took off the Yangjian gourd with the other, drank the wine with his head up, and said silently in his heart: "Cut the lock talisman, what kind of lock to cut, the best is the ancient sword fairy's Zhanlong, our hometown iron Suolong in Suojing, success or failure, is here in one fell swoop."

In the sea, surrounded by flood dragons, it is clear that a catastrophe is imminent, and the gods cannot escape.

Falling in the sight of everyone on Osmanthus Island, it was an extremely chic scene.

A flat boat, moving forward leisurely.

With pennies on his shoulders, the young man drinks.