Sword comes

Chapter 494

At daybreak, the black-robed old man had already put away his fishing rod. The silver carp naturally loves the moonlight and is afraid of the sun. Only at night will it leave the bottom of the water and swim around looking for food. If it happens to bite the hook during the day, even if it is dragged Going ashore, the psychic silver carp will also choose to burn jade and stone together, causing the aura of the two dragon's beards to dissipate. Although it will not be completely reduced to vulgar objects, it will inevitably decline in appearance.

However, the three of them were not discouraged because of this, fishing for big fish in lakes and lakes, not to mention silver carp and other spiritual fish, is the green and grass big fish that ordinary mountain fishermen yearn for. things.After the old man collected the rod, he began to replace the fishing line and hooks, especially the hooks, which became extremely exquisite, only the size of a thumb. The boy also began to re-allocate the nest materials, which cost more money, probably because he wanted to fish for the rarer golden fish. The squid is gone.

The young man remembered something, turned his head to look at the big tree, and shouted: "Fellow Daoist, if you want to catch a squid, it is purely luck, and there is no taboo. Do you want to go fishing in the middle of the lake together? I have a bamboo raft." , we can go raft fishing together."

The female follower wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

The boy took out a heavy copper coin as big as a child's palm, rubbed the palms of his hands lightly, and conjured a pocket bamboo raft the length of a finger out of thin air. The boy took a deep breath and threw it into the lake. Bigger, the lake swayed for a while.

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, but nodded, jumped off the branch, and walked to the shore.

The woman used the technique of gathering voices to form a line to remind the old man in black robe that the young man is also a martial artist, and his level is not lower than her.

This person slept on a tree last night, his breath was long and long, like gurgling water, his fists were pure and concise, he was a real master in martial arts.

The sound sleep of a martial artist is generally only after entering the three realms of refining the gods, can he reach the state of sleep but not sleep, and the fist flow flows through the whole body, as if protected by gods.

So this young ranger is probably the son of a wealthy family.

The old man in black robe told the woman with ripples in his heart, "I'm only worried about those Earth Immortal Yexiu who came from wrong paths. If you are a young martial artist with high attainments, you don't have to worry too much. Our Sanlang Temple is the least afraid of those hills that don't have long feet Don't worry, fishing, I will keep an eye on him more, the young master is wearing a dharma robe and a pill at the same time, so he can withstand two full-strength blows from Jindan swordsman, and there will be no mistakes."

Chen Pingan stepped onto the bamboo raft, and the woman was skilled at propping wormwood. The bamboo raft slowly rowed towards the center of the lake, and sat on the bench handed over by the young man. Naturally, the bait can only be borrowed from the young master.The woman's eyes were slightly strange. It is not common for a martial artist to carry a square inch of things with him. He really is a grandson of a wealthy family.The old man didn't take it seriously, his expression was calm, and he chatted with his young master and the young ranger who had taken off his bamboo hat.

A martial artist who walks around in robes means that this person has indeed not yet entered the third realm of martial arts and refining gods.

The young man from a noble family obviously hadn't been through the rivers and lakes very much. After throwing the pole with Chen Ping'an, he said bluntly: "Young master, I think those of us who really like fishing have few bad people. What do you think?" Grandpa and Sister Fan are always on guard against you, I don't think it's very good."

The old man in black robe still leisurely picked up some bait from the wooden basin and threw it into the lake casually.

But the follower of the woman surnamed Fan was a little embarrassed.

Chen Pingan didn't know how to answer, so he had to contemplate for a while, and said a compromise: "There may be bad people, but there must be fewer. No matter how cautious you are when you go down the mountain to practice, you can't be too cautious."

The young man shook his head and sighed, "I know you said this out of good intentions, but my great-grandfather, grandpa, and then my parents, every time I leave home, their words and tone are always like this, I'm really annoyed."

Chen Pingan stopped talking.

It's just a chance meeting, and it's not appropriate to say anything about other people's family affairs.

But isn't this young man too out of touch?

What a good family background, to be so big-hearted

Chen Pingan's mind moved slightly, but he deliberately didn't notice it, still staring at the lake.

The old man in black robe turned his head to look into the distance, and said with a smile: "Master, Pima Zong Du Wensi is coming soon, we stayed in Lanshe Town for too long, probably because the schedule didn't match up, and we were afraid that something might happen to us, This young Jindan can't sit still."

The young man was a little sad, he was most annoyed by these social interactions, his congenial peers were fine, but if it was the relationship between grandparents, he was really not good at managing relationships.The female martial artist said softly: "Master, I heard that Du Wensi has a gentle temperament and is aloof from the world. When he left Bone Beach to travel to the north, he passed by our house and fell in love with the old man. He has become friends with the old man. I think he will be able to chat with you, young master." .”

The boy nodded, made a face at the woman, and said with a smile: "Sister Fan, I still understand the etiquette when going out."

The woman's eyes are gentle, and the corners of her mouth are raised.

Chen Ping glanced at it and then looked away.

Got it.

The silly boy next to him probably couldn't understand the silent words in his sister Fan's eyes for a while.

A qi trainer dressed in snow-white linen clothes came leisurely against the wind, and the distant thunder rumbled loudly, like winter thunder rolling.

After approaching the copper green lake, the Immortal Pima Zong slowed down the speed of Yujian. The speed was actually not slow, but there was almost no movement, almost silent.

He didn't directly land on the bamboo raft, but chose to stand on the shore and wait quietly, and he didn't speak, probably because he was afraid of disturbing the swimming fish in the copper green lake.

He looks good-tempered.

Chen Pingan was about to put away his fishing rod.

Never thought that the young man smiled and said: "If you still want to fish, go ahead and leave the bamboo raft to you. I may have to go to Qinglu Town first, and then go back to the copper green lake to catch the silver carp. Anyway, There are also square inches, I can teach you a formula for storing and storing bamboo rafts, it is very simple, you can take it to Qinglu Town later, and hand it over to the monks of the Pima Sect."

Chen Pingan shook his head, "No, I'm going on my way right away. The purpose of going fishing on a raft this time is to relax."

A teenager is not going to force others to accept his kindness.

Returning to the shore together, the young man put away the bamboo raft, saluted the young Jindan of the Pima sect, and said with a bright smile, "Yuan Xuan from Sanlang Temple, I have seen Uncle Du."

Du Wensi smiled and nodded, "I guessed that you would be fishing at the Copper Green Lake, so I originally planned to come to you later, but Sect Master Zhu urged me, so I dare not not come. Your great-grandfather is in good health now."

Yuan Xuan smiled and said, "It's tough."

Duvens laughed.

Chen Ping bid farewell with fists in his hands.

When Chen Ping'an and Du Wensi's eyes met, both of them nodded their heads almost at the same time.

After Chen Ping walked a few steps, Yuan Xuan caught up with him, and said softly: "If you want to go to Qinglu Town, you'd better take the official road and make a detour, but An Sheng. If you want to go fast, you have to go through the big road In the wild miasma where demons are rampant, each of them is king by cracking the soil. They are so courageous that they are collectively called the Six Saints. They often come and go to fight, like a battle on the battlefield, it is said that there is a big monster who specializes in collecting military books and studying the art of war all day long, which is ridiculous."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I will be more careful. I wish you success in fishing, a great harvest of fish, and silver carp and silver carp in your bag."

Yuan Xuan nodded his head vigorously. He had slipped his tongue earlier, so he simply introduced himself: "My name is Yuan Xuan, and I am a disciple of Sanlang Temple."

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, and said with a smile, "My name is Chen Pingan, and I'm from Aquarius Continent."

Yuan Xuan chuckled, "Actually, from your accent, I know you are from Biezhou."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Old Jianghu."

Yuan Xuan was taken aback, "The truth"

Chen Pingan said: "You are kind."

Yuan Xuan laughed out loud, very happy.

Just to put it bluntly, fishing friends all over the world are one family, and there are no bad guys.

I have been fond of fishing since I was a child, so I was brought out by my great-grandfather who is proficient in it. My great-grandfather said long ago that a wise man enjoys water and loves fishing. Set your mind at ease, and fishing is the most important word.

The two sides said goodbye.

The master and servant Yuan Xuan of Sanlang Temple followed Du Wensi along the official road to Qinglu Town.

Chen Pingan went to Tongguan Mountain.

For a while, the mountain apes and mountain dogs over there, especially the former, need to learn more about their copper skin and iron bones.

As for the Sanlang Temple where Yuan Xuan lives, Chen Pingan already knew something about it when he checked the customs of Juluzhou in Longquan County. Sanlang Temple is the largest weapon shop in Beijuluzhou. .Of course, the monks of Sanlang Temple, the most famous, are all very good at fighting.

No wonder.

The young Yuan Xuanhui is so pure and kind.

It is somewhat similar to Fan Er of the old Dragon City.

It seems to be similar to Liu Youzhou, which has an ape-ravaged mansion in the inverted mountain.

A disciple of the Sanlang Temple who can attract the attention of Zhu Quan, the patriarch of the Pima Sect, and Du Wensi greets him personally. In his eyes, the monsters in the ghost valley are worthy of words such as "big monster" and "fierce"

In the end, he was still kindly reminding him of Chen Pingan.

If everyone's children from rich families were like this, the world would probably be much more peaceful.

It's a pity that Shujianhu Huanghe, the prince who met at the frontier inn of the Daquan Dynasty in Tongyezhou, and the prince who killed Chen Pingan on a snowy night, there are many such powerful children.

Even if you meet them, you can kill them all, and you can kill them all. It seems that they can't be killed cleanly. These things that have followed their own lines to reach high positions will only spring up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. It will never be just the grass Yiyi.

Is there too few people like Mr. Qi in the world, or people like Cui Chan must exist

Chen Pingan walked on the deserted path in the mountains, took off the Yangjian gourd, took a sip, but found that it was the mountain water, not the wine.

Chen Ping looked back at his back under the sunlight.

Chen Ping tipped his toes, flew over the withered yellow thatch, and went straight to Tongguan Mountain.

One of the six sages of the Ghost Valley, the Mountain-moving Great Sage, was born in that Tongguan Mountain. The mountain-moving ape, his body was tempered to be extremely powerful, and he used a pair of meteor hammers.

Yuan Xuan, who parted ways with Chen Pingan.

When the boy found out that Du Wensi was a kind elder who didn't talk much, he himself became more talkative, telling Du Wensi all the interesting things he had seen and heard along the way.

During this period, Du Wensi turned his head intentionally or unintentionally, and glanced at the back of the young ranger. This young Jindan, who was as famous as Yang Lin in the Pima Sect and the mural city, was thoughtful. Crow Ridge was severely wounded by a young sword fairy, Fan Yunluo almost died under the opponent's sword, and it was Pu Yu from Baicage City who came forward to stop it, which did not cause a bigger disturbance.I don't know how Yuan Xuan met this person.Seeing that the man didn't look like an impatient monk, why did he show his sharpness? It shouldn't take long after he arrived in Guishen Valley, and he immediately alarmed Pu Jie. That heroic spirit in the Jade Raw Realm may not be able to do it either.

Pu Xuan killed Jianxiu, especially ruthless, never relentless.

Du Wen thought about the turmoil in recent years and the undercurrents between the major cities, and he was a little worried.

In the dark, the wind and rain are about to come.

Du Wensi was already considered the Qi trainer of the Pima Sect who least cared about mundane matters other than cultivating the Tao, and from the suzerain to his fellow disciples, he was also intentionally kept out of it, just to break the bottleneck with peace of mind, but now even he is aware of those imminent movements, It is conceivable that the situation in Ghost Mystery Valley is serious.

As for Fan Yunluo in Skinny City declaring that he is her righteous brother, Du Wensi just felt dumbfounded, and admired her for being able to figure out such an idea, so let her go.

The Dao root of a practitioner is like a mountain, all kinds of mortals are passing clouds, the vegetation on the mountain is withered, and the mountain stream is flowing, there is no need to keep it, so you don't need to worry about it.

Chen Ping walked slowly.

Thoughts are drifting away, and I can't calm down all the time.

The world may not be as good as we imagined.

But it might not be as bad as we think.

But every "possibility" means accidents and contingencies.

Everyone you meet on the road of life may be someone else's dream.

Chen Ping'an has become more and more aware of the thoughts of those who do evil.

But he still doesn't understand why such a person can live a good life, even better than a good person.

Before he knew it, Chen Pingan's eyes were deep and gloomy.

The haze in Chen Ping's heart quickly dissipated. He himself just felt a little depressed. When he arrived at the Tongguan Mountain, he couldn't even touch a mountain dog, not to mention the mountain ape.

It is estimated that Du Wensi's previous journey to Yufengyuan was too loud, which frightened the spirits and ghosts here.

This made Chen Pingan a little helpless.

Normally, the mountain-moving ape with a violent temperament, as long as it smells a little human, it should easily show up on its own initiative.

Chen Ping deliberately lingered, but after a long time, with the cultivation base of an ordinary five-level martial artist, he wandered around, but still not a single fish bit the bait.

Chen Ping had no choice but to rest in a place with a wide view, planning to stay overnight here. If he didn't respond overnight, he would give up and continue on his way.

I don't believe that none of the six holy monsters can be touched afterwards.

After nightfall, Chen Pingan lit a bonfire, sat there all night, and practiced sword stove and stakes.

I had to leave Tongguan Mountain.

On Tongguan Mountain, in a secret cave with an extremely smelly smell, looking out through a hidden window the size of a palm, a silver-backed mountain-moving ape who did not choose to transform into a human form walked like a human, but his face and body were With that fluffy body, it is still very eye-catching.

It beckoned, and quickly approached a short man with treacherous eyebrows and mouse eyes behind him, and the moving mountain ape hoarsely said: "Hurry up and report to the moving mountain sage and the group of guests, and say that this guy is really here, and it is confirmed that it is the one who makes the skin tired The guy who fell into a big somersault in the city."

The little man was about to leave along an underground passage.

The mountain-moving ape reminded: "Remember to be smart and choose a hidden route. I would rather take a long detour than hit the tip of that person's sword and seek death. It's nothing if you die. If it delays my family's business of moving the mountain, I will kill you." The litter of rats and grandchildren are stewed in one pot."

The man flattered: "I will never miss a big deal."

The man walked along that tunnel and walked out of a gap in the rock wall far away from the cave. He jumped forward and recovered his real body. It was a huge black rat as big as a dog, and then started running wildly.

Birds have bird paths, mice have mouse paths.

This mouse spirit looks fat, but in fact it is very vigorous. It flies across the mountains and mountains as fast as thunder, not daring to stay any longer.

After leaving the boundary of Tongguan Mountain, the mouse spirit suddenly burrowed into the ground and disappeared. After about half a stick of incense, it broke through the ground from the root of a tree one mile away. Hurry up.

It's just that Shu Jing didn't expect that a stranger followed far behind. After the man took off the bamboo hat, sword fairy and raising sword gourd, he covered his face with a youthful mask.

The mouse spirit is already cautious enough, but the other party seems to have a better way of doing things.

At noon, after carefully crossing the border between the territories of the two great demons, the mouse spirit finally came to the mountain top of the great sage who moved the mountain. After regaining his human form, he was sweating profusely and panting.

Although the six great sages are united in spirit and fight against the enemy together, but their husbands and wives and brothers still have to quarrel. It is nothing unusual to have some conflicts and frictions. It became the lunch of a certain great sage grandpa. After all, if you eat them to your heart's content, you can increase your cultivation base.Especially those half-spirits who can't even maintain their human form for too long, they are even more miserable.

The mountain road is wide open, and the mouse spirit has come to his own territory. He is full of courage. As soon as he rolled up his sleeves to climb the mountain, he found a familiar figure walking on the small road in the other direction. The old farmer, the mouse spirit was overjoyed, ran away and shouted loudly: "The little one pays homage to the old ancestors!"

A thick hemp rope was wrapped around the old man's waist, and he wore straw sandals. His appearance was not good, his eyes were squinted, and he seemed to have poor eyesight and ears. He tilted his head and asked loudly, "Who are you, what are you talking about?"

Shu Jing stretched out his hand to hold the old man's arm, "It's me, I'm from Tongguan Mountain, and I'm still related to my ancestors."

The old man let out a cry, and did not refuse the mouse spirit's gracious support. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, sniffed, his eyes widened, his eyes were shining, and he looked around for a while. , Sternly said: "It's not right, it's not right, it's human, it must be human, good guy, it's really sneaky, it's hidden so deep, it almost fooled me."

The mouse spirit trembled with trembling legs, and almost fell limp to the ground.

Dare to love yourself all the way, there is a legendary young sword fairy hanging behind his buttocks

The old man snorted, "Run away"

The old man yelled at the disciple and grandson angrily: "You trash is being followed and you don't even know it. If the spies sent by those filthy things destroy our landscape array, you won't be able to pay for a hundred lives."

The mouse spirit was completely weak and sat on the ground with a pale face. Fortunately, he didn't forget the business and told the story of Tongguan Mountain.

The old man's expression changed.

The half-dead old man in front of him has a very high status, he is one of the six sages, and he calls himself the demon catcher.

As an elf but with a demon-binding rope around his waist, there are two dragon's whiskers from the thousand-year-old silver carp in the copper green lake hidden in the demon-binding rope. It is really easy to catch ordinary monsters and ghosts. Once the enemy is restrained The old man said that this kind of meat has chewiness, and the fresh blood that oozes out has the taste of wine.

The old man suddenly took off the demon-binding rope, threw it out, twisted away like a snake, and swam around. After a while, the lightning flashed back and was held in the old man's hand, "It did run away."

The old man rode the clouds and the fog, no longer wandering on foot, and hurried to the cave opened by the mountain-moving ape.

Tens of miles away, Chen Pingan, who showed off his youthful face, was sneaking fast in the mountains.

It's not that I quit in spite of the difficulties, but I changed my mind temporarily.

Earlier, I followed that mouse spirit to the top of the mountain where the great sage moved the mountain. I saw a team from a distance, all of them were spirits. They tied up a big living man. He was a thin and gentle man in green shirt. His hands and feet were tied together. On the bamboo pole, two minions who had been transformed into human figures, carried bamboo poles on their shoulders, and walked swayingly.Poor that frail scholar was swayed like a gossamer.

The first one is a ghost, human-like, Confucianist attire, arty, holding a white bone fan with a peach blossom painted on the fan, fanning slowly in front of his chest.

Beside him was an old man with a goat beard, chatting all the way, they had made a special trip to pick him up earlier, this gentleman with a peach fan was the most trusted and capable officer of his mistress for summer vacation, and he was often able to abduct living people from the city of Bronze Smelly, and give them to him. Improve the food for summer vacation.

The old man chuckled and said: "Master Gentleman, scholars are really rare, and the taste must be very good, how did you catch them?"

The fan-wielding monster was quite contented, and said slowly: "It took a lot of thought, this stunned green was traveling around the Tongqi City, so I went up and chatted with him about some poems and songs, had a great time, and lied to him After walking out of the boundary of Bronze Smelly City, we will not cause any trouble to our mother, and even if Bronze Smelly City finds out afterwards, I will not be wronged."

The frail scholar tremblingly said: "I am the new scholar Jinshi hand-picked by Tongqi City, you can't eat me, you can't eat me, if you really want to eat people, I can help you, I will help you lure a few more people back, Shan Yeqiao Husband, or those women who admire my talent, it’s fine.”

The fan-wielding monster sneered: "We scholars can also believe what we say, you just believed me, what's the result?"

The scholar wept silently.

The very peculiar Bronze Smelly City near Qinglu Town is full of fish and dragons, living people and ghosts, and they can live in peace and harmony. Compared with other cities in Guishen Valley, Bronze Smelly City is the most stable one. In the area around Bronze Smelly City, there are few fierce ghosts and evil spirits. , The rules in the city are also strict, and fighting is not allowed.

This is related to the proximity to Qinglu Town, to be precise, it is related to Zhu Quan, the Immortal Master of Guochi.

Moreover, there are more than [-] living people in the yang world, rooted here from generation to generation. In the early years, a group of exiled monks who had their sects destroyed fled here. So he settled down inside and outside the city with peace of mind, and later, scattered cultivators gathered in Tongqi City, similar to the common people near the top of Xianjia Mountain, living with the ghosts and ghosts in the city, and both sides are used to it.

It's just that most of the living people near Bronze Smell City don't have a long lifespan, often half a hundred years old, even if they are old and long-lived, while the secular women in Bronze Smell City, even if they don't have the slightest aptitude for cultivation, are still bright and charming, very beautiful, but their appearance is extremely faded Fast, often after the age of 25, there will be signs of aging, which is regrettable.

Every year, Bronze Odor City selects a group of beautiful girls who are around the age of cardamom, and after being carefully trained by the nuns, they are sent to other cities to serve as concubines and handmaidens in powerful yin and yin mansions, as a way to win them over.

The owner of Tongqi City has a younger sister who is no less famous than him. On the 15th day of every month, she throws money around the city, and occasionally there will be one or two Xiaoshu money mixed in.

There is also a Golden Temple in Tongqi City, a small court hall, the city lord has sealed more than a hundred civil servants and generals in one breath, six yamen are complete, and although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

A court meeting is held every ten days, and it has a good appearance.

There is also the imperial examination, but there is no provincial examination, only the palace examination. After all, there are only so few people in Tongqi City, and there are very few people who are proficient in writing and ink.

The younger sister of the city lord, she proclaimed herself the official title of "Prime Minister for Checking and Checking", and was personally responsible for writing questions and grading papers for the imperial examination.

The self-proclaimed "gentleman", the fan-wielding monster, and the old man with the goatee, chatted about the lively events in the north of the ghost valley.

This fan-wielding ghost who had traveled far away heard some gossip from Tongqi City, the content was very exaggerated, but it spread with nose and eyes.

He originally planned to show off after seeing his summer vacation lady, but the mountain road was long and boring, so he said, "It is said that there are two foreign female cultivators with unbelievable water spirits, and one of them is very likely to be a mural painting. The Goddess Riding a Deer on the other side of the city, the two of them took a ferry boat, not knowing whether to live or die, and dared to go straight to Jingguan City. The city took the initiative to use the heavy weapon for defending the city, swish, swish, and at least one hundred and eighty flying swords sprang out."

The goat-bearded old man was shocked and said: "Hey, if it were us, we would have been beaten into a sieve by now."

"Do you know how much immortal money you spend every time you use a salvo from the sword bed? Instead of us, we have this kind of treatment."

The fan-wielding ghost laughed and said: "Come back to business, at the critical moment, I never thought of an ugly flower protector who called himself Zhou Fei. It is rumored that the guy himself said that the net was refined from thousands of snowflakes. In short, the flying swords were taken away in one go, buzzing like a big bag filled with mosquitoes and flies Unwilling to be reconciled to the city, Feijian went again, guess what happened"

A minion said carelessly: "Let's run away, what else can we do."

The fan-wielding monster kicked it away, kicked it flying several feet away, and then said to himself: "That ugly man made another net, which is exactly the same, and it is still a magic weapon piled up with fairy money. He doesn’t have the ability to make money lying down, he himself is afraid. This kind of man is ugly, otherwise I want to piss on his head.”

The monsters were in an uproar.

I just feel like I'm listening to a bible.

The old man with goatee beard asked softly: "What will happen next in Jingguan City? Did the fight become more severe? It would be best for both sides to fight to the death and kill each other."

"Old sheep, you look as good as Zhou Fei, but you still want to be beautiful. This is not good, you have to change."

After the fan-wielding monster teased, he felt a little regretful, "It's nothing later, the vassal cities of many Jingguan cities in the north have begun martial law, and there is no leak of news to our south. There are only so many news about the copper smelly city. Alas, those two Little lady, it’s likely that a sheep has fallen into a tiger’s mouth, no matter how powerful that ugly monster’s magic weapon is, it can be as high as the city lord of Jingguan City.”

Chen Pingan followed from afar.

A little puzzled, why did Jiang Shangzhen return to Luzhou in Beiju, and why did he join hands with the deer-riding goddess who walked out of the picture scroll to enter Jingguan City, a ghost valley?

Could it be that the Goddess Riding a Deer turned around and chose Jiang Shangzhen as her host after hitting a wall at the Swaying River Ferry?

As for the other fellow female cultivator, who is it?

Regardless of these, let alone want to control it, if Jiang Shangzhen really made a move and entangled with Jingguancheng, it would be a real fight of gods.

Let's meet this summer lady first.

In the deep stream halfway up Baojing Mountain, Yang Chongxuan was sitting by the water, rubbing his cheeks bored, he had been waiting here for many years, and he was really bored.

When you get the chance, you must go to the north for a walk, preferably on that Dili Mountain, and have a few quick fights with people.

After not showing his face for a long time, the power of another pseudonym has been overwhelmed by many rising stars.

Yang Chongxuan scratched his head again. He was used to being bald a few years ago, and he really didn't get used to it.

Is that prophecy accurate? Although staying here can be regarded as practice, as long as there is nothing to do, go to the water to take a bath, which can refresh the soul, but it is still much worse than tempering the body with the volcanic magma back then.What's more, his temperament has never been willing to be restrained. If it wasn't for the death order issued by the family, his mother would soon bring out filial piety to suppress him, otherwise Yang Chongxuan would really not want to make this trip and leave it to the prudent, state-of-the-art The dear brother who is not low and has a great reputation is not better. Even if he gets the three mountain mirror, the family will eventually hand it over to his brother to refine it into a natal object.

It's not that he has any grudges about it, he can't see that his younger brother is better, it's just that it's too boring to stay in this unshitty Baojing Mountain, which is one of the reasons why the old fox from Xishan can jump around alive Playing can relieve boredom.

Yang Chongxuan casually grabbed a handful of stones from the snow-white cliff, squeezed them into many stones, and was gently thrown into the water by him.

He and that famous and promising younger brother, the two brothers, just don't see eye to eye, but it's far from turning against each other.

As an older brother, he couldn't understand his younger brother who was old-fashioned and a bookworm since he was a child.The younger brother didn't like him making troubles everywhere since he was a child.

If the identities of the brothers were swapped, there might be a lot less trouble.

His mother knew this before, when he accidentally came out of his mother's womb, as long as he could do it, he would crawl back quickly.

Yang Chongxuan sighed, looked up to the north, and complained loudly: "My mother, when will this hard life end?"

On the other side, a burly young man ran out of the woods. He was holding a lot of wild fruits picked from other mountains in his arms, and shouted: "Brother Yang, you want to kiss your mother too!"

Yang Chongxuan rested his cheeks, too lazy to talk, he felt very tired every day.

The man jumped over the deep ravine, landed beside Yang Chongxuan, and handed over a wild fruit, "Brother Yang, this thing is crunchy and delicious."

Yang Chongxuan took the wild fruit that looked like a white pear, started to bite, and said vaguely: "Wei Gaowu, does your sister have a good husband who secretly loves you?"

It turns out that this burly man holding fruit and flattering him is the youngest son of the Xishan old fox, the younger brother of the umbrella fox charmer Wei Taizhen, Wei Gaowu. As for the two names, they are naturally not their birth names.

Wei Gaowu shook his head and said: "Of course not, my sister has high eyesight, look, she doesn't even like you, Brother Yang, I guess my sister is destined to be an old girl who can't get married in this life."

Yang Chongxuan stopped asking.

This seemingly stupid and stupid big guy is used to being bullied among the mountain spirits around Baojing Mountain. He is just a ghost carrying a flag and patrolling the mountain. He is not handsome, so he probably needs to wash his ass every day.

But Wei Gaowu is not stupid.

It can even be said to be the smartest one in the family of three.

Smart enough to guess his sister's ultimate fate, probably not so good.

Wei Gaowu did everything that could be done, and did nothing that should not be done.

but still can't change

Change the ending of his sister.

Yang Chongxuan was very curious. When that day really came, Wei Gaowu had no choice but to continue to pretend to be a fool. Whether he was going all out or enduring the humiliation, lingering in the ghost valley, struggling hard, hoping to avenge himself in the future

This is also Yang Chongxuan's way to relieve boredom. It is very interesting to think about these trivial things about himself and other people's big tragedy.

Yang Chongxuan took another wild fruit, wiped it with his tattered sleeve, and asked casually, "What about Fenlang City?"

Wei Gaowu laughed and said: "The last time the city lord had a heart-to-heart talk with Brother Yang, I saw him at the ruined temple, and he praised me as a lucky person who was able to know such a hero as Brother Yang, and invited me to visit Fenlang. city ​​as a guest."

Yang Chongxuan smiled and said: "This shows that the Lord of Fenlang City is easy to talk to."

Wei Gaowu grinned, "I know, but it's actually because of Brother Yang's favor. Otherwise, if the Lord City Lord accidentally glanced at me, he would think his eyes were dirty."

Yang Chongxuan asked: "Have any interesting things happened in other places recently?"

Wei Gaowu is the one who helps to run errands to inquire about news. This vixen's courage seems to be smaller than the eye of a needle. He may have never lost his temper in his life, but he is not small. Nearby hills, Fenlang City, and Lanshe Town He dared to go.But of course Wei Gaowu only came into contact with the ghosts, spirits and wild cultivators at the bottom of Ghost Mystery Valley.Yang Chongxuan could completely imagine Wei Gaowu's lowly appearance with everyone bowing his head and laughing foolishly.

Wei Gaowu nodded and said: "Yes, I just went to Lanshe Town, and I heard that there was a fierce fight on the side of Dili Mountain recently, that Liu Jinglong, brother Yang, whom you particularly bother him, and a handsome Taoist from a foreign country , turned the world upside down on Dili Mountain."

Yang Chongxuan said: "Liu Jinglong was willing to fight with others, and he chose the most public place like Dili Mountain. Liu Jinglong used several moves to kill him."

Wei Gaowu said softly: "Both were wounded by the loss. Both of them were dying. They fell in a pool of blood. They lay there for a long time and couldn't get up. In the end, Liu Jinglong narrowly won because he stood up first, and the nun was a little slower."

Yang Chongxuan frowned.

That Liu Jinglong is more famous than his younger brother.

Beiju Luzhou, where everyone is eager to win, likes to be ranked no matter whether it is up or down the mountain, and it is precisely because of this that the fight is even more fierce.

Taoist Heavenly Monarch Xie Shi is ten people away from the top of the mountain.

There are also ten young talents including Liu Jinglong, and Yang Chongxuan's younger brother is ranked ninth.

Liu Jinglong ranked third.

This person is also known as the Land Flood Dragon of Luzhou in Beiju, and one of the ten people who will surely be on the top of Yizhou in the future.

Yang Chongxuan bothered him because in a private sparring when he was young, he couldn't break the opponent's simple formation.

You know, Liu Jinglong is a swordsman, not a formation master.

What's more, what makes this guy more annoying than his younger brother is that Liu Jinglong likes reasoning the most, not those high-level and superficial talk about metaphysics, but the lowest and most superficial reasoning, so Yang Chongxuan is even more internally hurt.

Yang Chongxuan said with a smile: "After this battle, Qionglinzong earned a lot of money."

Wei Gaowu asked curiously: "Brother Yang, what kind of sect is the Qionglin Sect?"

Yang Chongxuan said: "Your ghostly mythical city can make money, right? If you see the Qionglin sect, you have to kneel down and kowtow to recognize your ancestor."

Wei Gaowu looked a little dazed, honestly holding those wild fruits, squatting beside Yang Chongxuan, looking into the distance.

Yang Chongxuan said: "There are mountains beyond the mountains, and sky beyond the sky, but your fists are not hard. No matter where you Wei Gaowu goes, you are just Wei Gaowu from the Ghost Valley. Except for being taller and having the word "高" in your name, nothing else is tall. There is nothing outside. I'm so looking forward to it, you might as well hang around in the ghost valley."

Wei Gaowu called softly, "Brother Yang."

Yang Chongxuan patted the big man's shoulder, "Go away."

Wei Gaowu sighed heavily, gently put the wild fruit in his arms aside, jumped over the mountain stream, and left there, reaching the edge of the dense forest on the other side, the big fool did not forget to turn his head and wave goodbye.

Yang Chongxuan stretched out his palm, opened his mouth lightly and spit it out, a little more scarlet juice the size of a grain of rice came out of his palm, Yang Chongxuan smiled and shook his head, still not smart enough.

I don't even know whether I am a Qi trainer or a pure martial artist, so I dare to play these juggling tricks

But this Wei Gaowu would definitely not be able to guess the truth even if he was given two chances.

a qi trainer

pure warrior

Because Yang Chongxuan is both, and both are extremely accomplished.

This is due to the battle with Liu Jinglong back then, when the two were not only the same age, but also half friends.

Liu Jinglong didn't necessarily care about that fight, but Yang Chongxuan, who had a calm temperament, changed into a different person.

Yang Chongxuan is a pseudonym.

The same goes for "Yang Jinshan" who walks the rivers and lakes.

It's just that no one cares about the name Yang Chongxuan, but on the Luzhou Mountain in Beiju, the ranger Yang Jinshan, nicknamed Yang Tuzi, is well-known, far more famous than his real name.

His younger brother, who was also born in Taoism, was born close to water, and his elder brother was born close to mountains.

So Baojingshan, the family still let him come.

This kind of fucking reason can also be broken out

What is this bottomless stream in front of me?

Yang Chongxuan clapped his palms and fell back. Besides the reason for being a jerk, there is another mysterious statement.

The younger brother who is close to the water is very likely to encounter a life-and-death battle in Baojing Mountain, which will be very dangerous.

Yang Chongxuan was bored, in this ghost valley, unless the city lord of Jingguan City and that Pu Gujiao lost their minds, how could the younger brother be in any danger? Where can I catch him, a guy who is good at saving his life and is the best at running.

Pi Ma Zong Zhuquan is not stupid, maybe he will help him protect one or two, the two extraterrestrial masters of Xiaoxuantuguan and Dayuanyue Temple are not the masters of trouble, especially the one in Xiaoxuantuguan , maybe you have to add blue eyes to your younger brother, wouldn't it be another kind of good fortune

Together with that prophecy and these godlike statements, it made him feel boring.

Yang Chongxuan suddenly thought of the young ranger wearing a bamboo hat for no reason.

It can be seen that he is actually on the same side as himself.

But Yang Chongxuan had no intention of competing at that time.

The opportunity is coming.

One thing more is worse than one thing less, this old saying still needs to be listened to.

Is this the person

Yang Chongxuan began to think deeply, pinching formulas with both hands, silently calculating, deducing things, although he learned to be perfunctory, he is still better than ordinary experts, after all, he has a long history of family education.

Just a moment later, Yang Chongxuan fell back and began to sleep with his eyes closed, "It's none of my business, I'm still asleep when the sun is high and I don't care about the worries in the world."

Yang Chongxuan murmured: "I'm still envious of the real Huolong, who practiced while awake and asleep. I don't know if there is a similar fairy art in the world. If there is, I must steal it and learn it."

A mellow voice sounded beside Yang Chongxuan, "Of course there are. One is in Liuxiazhou, and he can realize Taoism at night, so his practice has achieved twice the result with half the effort. Now this person has come to Luzhou in Beiju. If the poor calculation is not wrong, It was this person who got the chance to get the picture of the Goddess hanging inkstone in the Mural City."

"As for the other person, the cause and effect happened to have something to do with a certain patriarch of the Pindao lineage, so we know that he was born in the Lizhu Cave of Aquarius Continent, but now he is in Nanbasuo Continent, and he can practice in daydreams. Sword, as long as it doesn't die unexpectedly, the great way can be expected. It's just that there will be a battle for the great way between these two people sooner or later."

Yang Chongxuan didn't open his eyes, and said with a smile: "It turned out that the temple master came here, why, it's not good to compete for the opportunity with me, a junior, it's just a bright mirror that can see through the true nature of monsters, does the old temple master also see Gotta catch my eye."

An old Taoist sat cross-legged near Yang Chongxuan. He didn't need to use the slightest spiritual energy, but with a movement of his mind, the deep stream mist had condensed into a futon by itself.

It was the old master of Xiaoxuandu temple.

The old Taoist didn't answer Yang Chongxuan's rude question, but just looked at the deep stream, and said with emotion: "Looking at this water again, you will still feel that the good fortune is infinite and incredible."

Yang Chongxuan sat up and sighed, "I never thought that I would have a day to rely on my family background so that I could feel a little more at ease."

The old Taoist smiled and said: "Parents and mothers have great abilities, that is, their reincarnation ability is great. This is not something to be ashamed of. Why should you worry so much, little fellow Taoist?"

Yang Chongxuan grinned and said: "Monastery, please agree in advance, I just ask you not to compete with me for the opportunity of this precious mirror. As for the good things of imparting Taoism and forming a good relationship, my brother may not refuse anyone who comes. As for me side, the temple master should not do it, I won’t accept it.”

The old Taoist laughed heartily, "The poor Taoist thinks you are better than your brother."

Yang Chongxuan clasped the back of his head with both hands, "Take it as a compliment."

The largest dynasty in the central part of Luzhou in Beiju had a Chongxuan Office, which was in charge of the famous religions of many temples in Kyoto, the accounts of Taoist priests and the affairs of fasting, and the genealogy of temples and all monks.

The head of the Chongxuan Department, surnamed Yang, is a national teacher of a country and also owns a Yunxiao Palace. There were three upper five-level monks in his ancestors, but they all passed away one after another.

Yunxiao Palace is a jungle of Taoist descendants, similar to Longhushan Tianshi Mansion.

The power is so great and the background is so deep, it is unimaginable.

Among the younger generation, there are two handsome young men, a pair of brothers who were both hailed as innate Taoists since they were young.

One was Xie Shi, who was Xie Shi, because Xie Shi couldn't accept apprentices, and young people couldn't learn from teachers, but Xie Shi still taught him Taoism.The other one, although he is the elder brother, liked to travel around when he was young, and he never saw the end of the dragon.It is said that he was born with double pupils, which not only took advantage of being born early, but also had one more vision than his younger brother. He should be a legitimate future head of the family, but unfortunately his temperament was too loose, and the family's persuasion was fruitless, so he let himself go.

As time went by, the former vaguely became the inevitable candidate for Chongxuan Department's next Minister Yuyi.The latter was shrouded in the shadow of his younger brother's huge reputation, and became more and more silent and unknown.

The old Taoist raised his head and looked into the distance, which should be the archway building at the entrance of the ghost valley, then shifted his gaze to the direction of Lanshe Town, and said with a smile, "I came here this time to tell you that the opportunity has come."

Yang Chongxuan was unmoved, "Why did the viewer come to tell me this?"

The old Taoist looked dignified, and said slowly: "Pindao made a hexagram before, and it turned out to be a hexagram for killing people, but luck and misfortune depend on each other, which made Pindao a little uneasy. Between the original heart and the Dao, there appeared A trace of flaws. In the end, I gave up the choice to others. At this moment, I was relieved, kept my heart, and felt lost, as if I had passed the opportunity."

Yang Chongxuan sneered and said: "The implication is that the temple master wants to borrow a knife to kill himself cleanly, let me be the vanguard, even if I can kill someone who even the temple master hesitates to kill, the price is too high. With small arms and thin legs, I can afford it.”

The old Taoist shook his head, "You are a natural Taoist who is not in the three veins of Qingming Tianxia, ​​how rare it is. The poor Taoist will leave Xiaoxuandu Temple to tell you this."

The old Taoist stood up, "I can do it myself."

Yang Chongxuan asked suddenly: "I am puzzled about something, and I hope the Master will clarify it."

The old Taoist nodded and said, "But it doesn't matter."

Yang Chongxuan asked: "The people who most need to understand the reason are the ones who can't listen to the reason the most. Those who are willing to listen to people's reasoning don't really need those reasons. What should I do?"

The old Taoist smiled and said: "This is a question that Confucian students should think about and think about again. As for you, thinking about one more thought is also cumbersome, so why bother yourself. There are so many mediocre people in the world, just enjoy it. Why do you wake them up from their dreams?" Calling you noisy is considered a good temper. Small-minded, but also treat you as a enemy. In this way, are they stupid or us stupid?"

Yang Chongxuan couldn't help laughing, stood up, shook his sleeves in a very serious manner, and for the first time made a slap in the face, "Thank you, the spectator, for clarifying the confusion."

Immediately, Yang Chongxuan blurted out a heartfelt statement: "Practice the Dao, just seek the truth."

The old Taoist showed a look of appreciation, nodded slightly, and disappeared in a flash.

After Yang Chongxuan came back to his senses, he spread out his hands and clenched his fists, "The strong will clear the way and overcome thorns and thorns, the weak will follow blindly and live with the situation."

He rubbed his chin with the palm of his hand, and after a while, he held back his smile for a long time, and it was a bit hard.

How could he care about that problem, it was actually the crux of Liu Jinglong's most difficult problem these years.

But Xiaoxuan Du Guan's answer was unexpected, and it really deserved a big gift from him.

Returning to Taolin, the old Taoist was not in a hurry to go to the Taoist temple.

Walking under the peach tree, the old Taoist kept looking up at the sky.

No matter what the reason was, the young ranger declined to enter the temple to drink tea, but it was still not over.

That's why the old Taoist would ask that friend, the old monk, if he needs to keep the cup of thousand-year-old peach milk tea.

In fact, this kind of matter, Xiaoxuan thought that there is no need for an old monk and an outsider to decide

But the old monk only said four words at that time, and if you say too much, you will lose it.

This made the old Taoist realize something, and immediately became vigilant.

After finally making a decision, the old Taoist returned to the Wugou state of mind like still water, but the more he deduced, the more he felt that it was wrong. With his current cultivation level, he is the city lord of Jingguan City in Ghost Valley, and it is impossible for him to fight to the death. As for making him confused at all.The old Taoist resorted to his natal supernatural powers, which is the only one in the world. He spent a lot of real energy and completely destroyed Jiazi's cultivation, so he was able to use the ancient gods' technique of looking up at the sky and the earth, and he finally found the clues.

There are two ends of a line, one is He Xiaoliang who is in Jingguan City, and the other is that young man.

This is already strange enough, but what is even more frightening is the line at the back, starting with He Xiaoliang, that line leaves the ghost valley of the bone beach and goes straight to the sky of Luzhou in Beiju, like a connection with another world someone is involved

This made the old Taoist, who already had Wugou's body, sweat profusely after putting away his supernatural powers.

Big hatred in my heart.

Who is He Xiaoliang's disciple? Why is it that a foreign female cultivator from Aquarius Continent can rise so rapidly in Beiju Luzhou, and with the full support of Tianjun Xie Shi, she successfully established a sect in Beiju Luzhou? No one knows who is really standing on the top of the mountain

The old Taoist stared up angrily, wishing he could immediately go to Baiyujing to go to that world, and ask the head teacher for an explanation.

Once someone kills someone according to the hexagram, the fortune may not be false.

But do you, Lu Chen, think of me as a puppet on a string, a dog who goes to another house to beg for mercy?

Qingming world.

Bai Yujing.

A young Taoist priest was lazily sitting on the white jade railing. Under his feet was a sea of ​​clouds of different heights. All of them were filled with vast spiritual energy.

He had been tilting his head all the way before, twirling a thin thread with his fingers, and listening with his ears erect, intermittently, very vaguely, he couldn't hear clearly.

This thread, even he is not willing to touch it with his own hands.

At this moment, he sat up straight, flicked his fingers, and snapped the thread at will.

It was originally a little trick of following the clues, it really wasn't his intentions, that kid is now dead or alive, a blessing or a curse, he doesn't want to go into the muddy water, but He Xiaoliang has something, she dared to make up her own mind and do it well It was very unpleasant, and she was not aware of the consequences even if she was procrastinating, so that Xiaoxuan Duguan's calf-nosed man was an unjust death to him, Lu Chen.This account should be kept on the head of Xuandu Guan, who is in his own world. When he turns around, he will go there to slap and roll, and if he doesn't get justice, he will just scold the street for a day.

Lu Chen rubbed his chin, and said to himself: "However, my little disciple is really lucky. I almost killed that kid before I really made a move."

A young man in a Taoist robe and a Taoist crown who were not in the original three veins of the Taoist ancestor came to Lu Chen and asked, "Third Senior Brother, there is something new."

Lu Chen turned around and patted the young man's head, "Little brother, you must fight hard, don't let me, this little brother, lose to Qi again, the little brother holds grudges the most, do you know?"

The boy's smile was stiff, and when he saw Lu Chen's playful smile, he immediately turned his head and ran away.

But in this world, this Baiyujing, where can the boy go.

Sure enough, he seemed to be grabbed by the back of the collar by a palm, and he was thrown directly to the sea of ​​clouds outside Bai Yujing. Not only that, but also imprisoned all the spiritual energy for that little brother.

Immediately, several immortals flew out from all over Bai Yujing, trying to catch this venerable new Junior Martial Uncle.

Lu Chen slapped those immortals with one slap.

The boy fell sharply,

A cultivator in the Ascension Realm, who was temporarily serving as the guardian of the young man, gritted his teeth and was about to bite the bullet and rush to save others. Could it be that he really wanted to watch the young man fall to the ground?

Purely relying on the physical body, even if the Jade Raw Realm falls, it will turn into a puddle of flesh.

Those seas of clouds are nothing out of the ordinary.

Master Daozu can naturally save this closed disciple, and head teacher Lu can too, but wouldn't he become the laughing stock of the whole world as a Taoist protector?

Lu Chen coldly glanced at the Ascension Realm.

The latter immediately lost his mind, and quickly stood up with his hands tied to stabilize his mind.

Just when the boy was about to fall to the ground, two big holes were opened in the sky almost at the same time. The momentum was huge and shocking.

Then two rainbow lights hit Bai Yujing's side.

Although the two holes quickly filled up on their own.

But in that instant, several shadows rushed into Qingming Tianxia, ​​deliberately avoiding Bai Yujing, trying to hide.

With a blank face, Lu Chen stretched out his fingers and counted.

In the direction of those shadows fleeing frantically, golden armor gods with a height of one thousand feet appeared out of thin air, smashing each shadow to pieces.

Lu Chen jumped lightly and came to Bai Yujing's feet in an instant.

The boy hovered in the air one foot above the ground, his hands and feet were stiff, and all thoughts were lost.

Lu Chen squatted down, and slowly said: "The guardian of the Tao is an external object, the identity of the disciple of the Taoist ancestor is an external object, and his own life and death are also an external object."

The boy with sweat dripping from his forehead nodded.

Lu Chen held down the young man's head, and pressed it down lightly, and the living disciple of the Taoist ancestor turned into a puddle of flesh.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "If you don't really die once, how will you really know?"

A tall, middle-aged Taoist appeared next to Lu Chen. With a wave of his sleeves, he encased all the youth's soul in his sleeves, and said with a frown, "That's how you become a senior brother."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "It must be better than you were back then."

Daoist Gao shook his head, stomped his feet, and rose from the ground to the highest point of Baiyujing.

Lu Chen was suddenly strangled by someone with an arm around his neck. That gray-faced guy should not be tall, and he had to stand on tiptoe a little. He was no stranger to this teacher Lu, and asked with a playful smile, "How did I punch at such a tricky angle?" The second child who is not tricky must still be in pain right now."

Lu Chen nodded and said, "The style remains the same."

The man's arm added weight, causing Lu Chen to lean back slightly. The man squinted his eyes and asked, "There is an old debt, let's settle it."

Lu Chen said with a smile: "Tianwaitian, I won't go, fight here, you don't have a sword, and you can't hurt me. Besides, how many fairies in Bai Yujing are looking at us right now."

Only then did the man let go of his arm, and Lu Chen patted his sleeve, feeling a little helpless.

The man faced Bai Yujing's high place, stared with wide eyes, suddenly lowered his head and spat on his palms, rubbed his palms together, then raised his hands high, and stroked his hair from front to back.

He felt that if he had a mirror in his hand right now, it would probably explode on the spot.

He coughed a few times, moistened his throat, and was about to speak.

Lu Chen said helplessly: "There's no need to introduce yourself, everyone in Bai Yujing knows your name is A Liang."

The man was still serious and introduced himself to the Bai Yujing fairies: "Kindly Liang."

Lu Chen smiled and asked: "Since you insist on being a swordsman, what about your sword?"

The man asked back: "Should a swordsman have a sword?"

He asked himself and answered: "I don't think so."

Lu Chen nodded and said: "There is a chivalrous place in the world, that is, the place where the sword can be released happily. I know what you think, if it comes true, it will definitely be spectacular."

The man who was not tall but actually looked like that also stomped his feet and rose from the ground, but he didn't go to Bai Yujing to find Dao's second child, but opened the sky with his fists and returned to Tianwaitian.

Lu Chen stood with his hands behind his back and looked up, unwilling to look away for a long time.

There are always some people, friend or foe, who inspire the admiration of others.

In this regard, this Ah Liang is actually better than himself and Qi Jingchun.

Lu Chen suddenly remembered something and smiled knowingly.

Perhaps that Mrs. Qingshenshan, who lives in the Bamboo Sea Cave, might not think so.

The Dongfu of the Empress who escaped from the summer heat was built in a place called Faluo Mountain. The mountain is not high, so it is not a very good place for geomantic omen.

She was originally the weakest of the six sages, but for some reason, Hualuoshan always stood firm in the Ghost Mythical Valley.

On the other hand, the great sage who moved mountains not only has strong soldiers and horses under his command, but his own cultivation is much higher than hers.

The Mountain-moving Great Sage is a mountain-moving ape with impure bloodlines. Although he is only 500 years old, he likes to fight ghosts or Qi practitioners at close quarters with his naturally strong physique. The tall Ganlujia is close to him, and he has a pair of meteor hammers with huge lethality, like a tiger with wings added.

The security of the peeling mountain is very sparse, and the spirits and monsters in twos and threes gather together, busy with gambling, and they have no other distractions.

However, there are three extremely ingenious chains of mountains and rivers in the Hualuo Mountain. Although it is not a large formation to protect the mountain, as long as outsiders sneak in rashly, it is easy to trigger and alarm the entire Hualuo Mountain.

The mansion hangs the "Guanghan Palace" plaque, which is resplendent and resplendent, not cold at all, very festive and rich, it must have cost a lot of fairy money, and there are many osmanthus trees planted inside and out, but they are not rare and exotic.

On the other side of the backyard, a woman with a graceful figure but a bumpy face was standing on the steps. She was wearing an elegant and luxurious palace dress. When she saw the scholar hanging on the bamboo pole, her eyes widened. As soon as the light came on, her cheeks bulged up and down, she wiped her saliva, and laughed so loudly, before the fan-wielding monster who had already prepared a word to ask for credit, she and all the unsightly minions joined her drive away.

The bamboo pole was placed on the ground, the scholar's posture was extremely awkward, lying on the ground, his wrists were bruised, he spoke with difficulty, his voice trembling: "Miss summer escape"

The woman squatted down, stretched out her hand to caress the frail scholar's face, her eyes blurred and said: "It's been a long time since I saw such a handsome man, it's great. Brother, don't worry, I'm a woman who can love others, don't listen It is rumored outside that the hot summer lady likes stir-frying and not steaming. My way of eating people is the most ecstasy. Men will like it very much. My peeling mountain, where is it? It's really you men happy place."

Between the words, the woman couldn't help herself, and spit out a strange long tongue that was extremely long and wide, and the corner of her mouth dripped down on the scholar's face.

The scholar wants to cry but has no tears.

He seemed to be frightened, and then stared at her in a daze.

The summer lady smiled charmingly: "What are you looking at, don't be in a hurry. After you untie you, you and I will go to the mandarin duck couch together, and I will show you everything."

The scholar said slowly: "You toad, you're not bragging. You're really a Moon Palace species. This trip is worthwhile."

The woman froze for a moment.

In an instant, black smoke billowed, and the evil spirit soared to the sky, enveloping the summer vacation lady. After a burst of rapid and miserable wailing, there was no sound, only a large pool of blood blooming on the ground.

After a while, it turned into a scholar squatting on the ground, and the summer queen was lying on the ground, leaving only a pair of bones.

The scholar's mouth was full of blood, and he didn't wipe it off. He burped, dipped his palm in some blood, turned his head to look at the wall, and asked with a smile, "Have you seen enough of the excitement?"

Even Chen Ping'an was taken aback.

It's not uncommon for spirits and ghosts to harm someone, and it's not uncommon for foxes to play tricks and seduce scholars.

But it was the first time Chen Pingan saw "scholar" eating monsters.

Chen Ping'an squatted on the top of the wall, and the sword gourd had been hung again on his waist, and asked: "This summer-avoiding lady with mediocre cultivation obviously has a big backer, and she won't be the other big monsters. You are not afraid at all." "

The scholar smiled and said, "Didn't it just happen that you came to take the place of the dead ghost?"

Chen Pingan also laughed and said, "Would you like to talk a little bit about Jianghu morality?"

The 15th day of the Yangjian gourd flashed out in lightning, without entanglement with the scholar, but directly sank into the ground.

Chen Ping'an still remembers Fan Yunluo's chariot hiding in the ground after eating a ditch and gaining wisdom.

Both sides were silent at the same time.

The scholar should be afraid of whether the sword of this young sword fairy will be faster than his own unique escapism.

Chen Pingan was afraid that he would run too fast and just disappear.

As for being framed by this guy, it doesn't really matter. The troubles in the future, what to pick up, I came here to experience, too comfortable, Chen Ping'an is not used to it.If it doesn't work, use the golden land-shrinking talisman, cooperate with the sword fairy, and temporarily escape from the ghost valley, wait until you find out the general details of the opponent, then enter the ghost valley, use a blunt knife to cut the flesh, this stupid method, grind it slowly, it depends on whose patience Even better, run again if you can't beat, run again.

Chen Ping'an and the scholar spoke at the same time, and then stopped at the same time.

The scholar wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Tell me first, sword fairy, I respect him the most in my life."

Chen Pingan said: "Tell me first, you scholars are more valuable."

The scholar looked surprised, "The two of us are so exhausted"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Just as long as you're happy."

The scholar watched helplessly as the guy had a long sword in his hand, sat down on the ground, waved his sleeves, and the blood was gathered into a ball, lingering around him, spinning slowly, and then he tentatively asked : "Since you talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes, then I will also talk about harmony and wealth."

Chen Pingan asked: "How do you make money?"

The scholar pointed to the outside of the high wall, and said righteously: "There are still five monsters here, unlike this poor summer lady, the rest are all rich. We brothers are of one mind, and their profits can cut through gold. Eliminate harm for the people"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."

The scholar suddenly cursed: "Okay, you are so good, you hid your murderous aura well, but your sword almost grew a mouth, and you screamed at me to kill me!"

Chen Ping narrowed his eyes.

The scholar stood up slowly, his expression indifferent.

Although it was the first time for him to meet this young ranger whose deeds had been spread all over the south of Ghost Mystery Valley.

So it is not clear that Chen Ping'an at this moment will make everyone who is familiar with him feel strange, no matter the enemy or us.

But the scholar knows one thing.

This guy is so murderous.

It actually overwhelmed the sword energy of that sword

The scholar thinks it's good, it's better to let go and fight.

Killing people to seize treasures, seeking wealth and wealth, he has been very lucky in gambling in his life, and he has never lost

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, shook his head, then raised his hand to pat his heart, and said with a bright smile, "Sorry, I'm dizzy with blood."