Sword of Coming

When Feijian was about to finish eating the long-foot-shaped dragon-slaying platform on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, time passed by, Feijian whizzed, and it was already the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Pei Qian, Wei Xian and Sui Youyou made five or six trips to buy a lot of new year's goods for Chenchen Pharmacy. Pei Qian begged Sui Youyou to go with him. It was not without reason. Sui Youyou only needed to stand near various shops. , there was no need for Pei Qian, Wei Xian, and the shopkeeper to bargain, and the price plummeted on its own.

Every time he went out early and came back late, the old man would read a book under the old locust tree at the corner of the street. He was a little reserved at first, but later he would say hello to them as he got acquainted with them. On the last two trips, Wei Xian, who was working as a coolie, did not follow. Sui carried Chen Ping'an's green bamboo bookcase on his right side and took Pei Qian back to the alley. The old man said hello again, and Pei Qian responded sweetly. There was no sound from Sui's right side. After walking into the alley, Pei Qian said with a smile that this old scholar, who looked like a scholar, really had a boundless world of books and had been studying until he was old, but he was a little older. Sui Qian grabbed Pei Qian's ear on his right side and said with a smile, did the old gentleman promise to give you a thick red envelope and lucky money? Pei Qian pretended to be stupid and cried out in pain.

After crossing the threshold and entering the drug store, Chen Ping'an was still sitting behind the counter. When Sui Li released Pei Qian's ears, Pei Qian began to recite loudly when and where they were, which store they were in, what the original price was, and at what price. What to buy. Chen Pingan was thinking about the abacus, and when Pei Qian's voice settled down, the clear and melodious sound of the abacus beads suddenly stopped. Chen Pingan extended his thumb to Sui's right side, "Just the confession of the document is about a hundred taels cheaper. "

Pei Qian helped Sui Zui lift up the bamboo curtain, and Sui Zui went to the back of the shop to unload the new year's goods.

Pei Qian tiptoed back to the counter, stood on tiptoes, rested his chin on the table, and smiled with a smile on his face.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the other side of the bamboo curtain and secretly took out seven or eight copper coins. "It's your dividend. Put it away quickly. If she sees it, neither of us will be able to eat and walk around."

Pei Qian carefully collected this small possession, ran to the back yard, quickly saved it, and put it in her Duobao.

Chen Pingan reminded: "Remember to help unload the goods and start well and end well. Remember to tell her at the end that you have worked hard."

"Okay!" Pei Qian agreed loudly.

Looking at the green bamboo curtain swaying back and forth, Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, the day when the month ends and the year ends, New Year's Eve, New Year's Eve, bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

Chen Ping'an never expected that so many people would celebrate the New Year together in this dusty medicine shop in Old Dragon City.

Sui Youyou was reluctant to go shopping for new year's goods on previous trips, but later Wei Xian was too lazy to go. Instead, Sui Youyou got addicted and took Pei Qian to kill everyone, never getting tired of it.

It was Zhu Lian who first discussed with Pei Qian in private, saying that as long as she could persuade Sui Zuo to go out, he would give her a set of four treasures of the study and a piece of lucky money. Pei Qian said he would consider it, and then he found Chen Ping'an. Chen Ping'an felt that Sui Youyou should move around more and get some exposure to the bustle of the market, so he asked Pei Qian to agree. So Sui Youyou couldn't bear that Pei Qian was like a buzzing little fly disturbing her practice of setting up sword furnaces, so he had to follow her and Wei Xian out to relax.

Later, Sui Youyou took the green bamboo bookcase in the corner of her and Pei Qian's room and took Pei Qian out shopping. Chen Pingan made a secret agreement with Pei Qian that as long as Sui Youyou bargained with the shopkeeper once, Pei Qian would do it. You can get a copper coin in dividends.

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked outside the door of the drug store.

The light in the alley instantly became gloomy and gloomy, and the light seemed to have weight on it, making it appear a little heavy.

A green robe descended from the sky, it was Fan Junmao.

Chen Pingan walked around the counter and crossed the threshold.

Fan Junmao asked: "Have you thought about it?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I hope this year can end well."

Fan Junmao reminded the Zhao surnamed Yin God with billowing black smoke and evil spirits: "Don't add any unnecessary extravagance and secretly spy on what's going on above the sea of ​​clouds. It will be Chen Ping'an who suffers the consequences."

Yin Shen nodded. If it uses the medicine shop formation and possesses the Jade Pu Realm cultivation level, it can indeed observe a thing or two about the sea of ​​clouds above Old Dragon City. However, the aura of the sea of ​​clouds is clean and pure, while the Yin Shen and the formation are filled with evil spirits. Conflict and hand-to-hand combat can easily cause chaos in the sea of ​​clouds, causing Chen Ping'an to fail in refining that destined thing and damaging the foundation of the avenue.

Fan Junmao stretched out his hand to hold down Chen Ping'an, and was about to fly into the clouds and ride the mist to the sea of ​​clouds above his head.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "It is recorded in the book that before the immortal made the elixir, after choosing a good and auspicious day and the shape of the landscape, shouldn't he fast, bathe, change clothes, kneel and hold the elixir furnace, and pray to the four directions of heaven and earth on that day?"

Fan Junmao sneered: "I am in the sea of ​​​​clouds, the mountain master is in the academy, the real person is in the Taoist temple, and the Arhat is in the temple. I am the saint in this small world of the sea of ​​​​yun. Who do I worship? Worship myself? If you, Chen Pingan, are willing to kneel down I don't care if I kowtow if I take another sword and fall to another realm. If I lose my realm, I can repair it, so I'm afraid there won't be many opportunities for you to kowtow."

Chen Pingan understood clearly.

It seems that although Lu Yong of Qinghu Palace is an old Nascent Soul monk in Qingjing Mountain, he is still not a saint and cannot use the "geographical advantage" of the mountains, water and energy at will.

Being dragged into the sea of ​​clouds by Fan Junmao, Chen Ping'an stood still and gently stepped on the sea of ​​clouds under his feet. It feels good to be on top of the blue waves.

Fan Junmao flicked his sleeves, and a large snow-white case made of condensed cloud essence appeared out of thin air in front of Chen Ping'an. The tabletop was as smooth as a mirror, with auspicious clouds floating in the air and an ethereal fairy spirit.

Chen Ping'an controlled the fifteen-inch flying sword, and the white jade tablet was hovering on the plan table. He took out the items needed to refine the Five Elements Water one by one. His movements were slow, except for the Qinghu Palace Lu Yong with five Ten Grain Rain coins were sold to Chen Pingan for the five-color Golden Guizao, and Fan Junmao exchanged the Jiaolonggou Nascent Soul Old Jiao Jindan for Chen Pingan's natural and earthly treasures. There were over forty kinds of treasures, including cinnabar. Twelve types are used to adjust water and fire, neutralize and neutralize the five elements respectively under different time periods and different fire conditions.

Chen Pingan was not in a hurry, and it made Fan Junmao a little irritated, why was he so dilly-dallying.

Fan Junmao slapped an old dragon cloth rain pendant in his hand on the cloud table, "You have to refine the water seal. As the most important auxiliary material, the quality of the water essence must keep up, otherwise it will be delayed. Hind leg, this old dragon pendant is the best water essence I can find so far. It is about the same age as Old Dragon City and has absorbed a lot of the essence of water transportation in the sea of ​​clouds. Don't talk to me about money. Don't talk to me about money. Jiaojindan is just like medicinal wine, it is my bet, Fan Junmao, if you must negotiate money, that’s fine, just treat this jade pendant as if I were selling it to you cheaply, for thirty Grain Rain coins!"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You have been talking to me about money."

Fan Junmao had a strange look on his face, and for the first time, he felt a little lack of confidence, and said: "Are you really able to accept such a precious piece of old dragon cloth rain pendant with peace of mind? This is an old object that has been used to worship incense for thousands of years in the Fu family ancestral hall. It is very valuable! Thirty grain rain coins It’s just that, it also involves the quality of your refining life objects, and you don’t want to show them?”

Chen Ping'an glanced at her and said, "This is just one of the sky-high compensations from the Fu family. You just want to earn 30 grain rain coins by helping to change hands? It seems that you have been having a hard time in recent years. You have fallen into a bad situation. I guess it’s not as simple as falling back to the golden elixir from Yuanying. Why, swallowing the sword boat like me has damaged the root? You, Fan Junmao, swallowed the sea of ​​clouds to heal your wounds. The effect should not be obvious, but in order to replenish the loss into your Qi Mansion The Yunhai Essence is beautiful, but it’s very expensive, right?”

Fan Junmao said angrily: "Chen Pingan, you are really not stupid."

Chen Ping'an finally took out the water-character seal and gently placed it on the cloud desk.

Fan Junmao took a deep look at the small private seal, "Do you really want to refine this thing? In the future, your destiny will be connected. If you use it to seal the rivers and water transport again, you will hurt your own cultivation. Of course, if you don't do it, This stupid thing, using this seal as the natal object of the water of the five elements, is of great help in opening a mansion. Ordinary people dig a well, which is at most a pond, but you are expected to open up a small lake. Your spiritual energy is pouring into your body, and you are full of energy. The dangerous situation of plundering various acupoints and eroding that pure Qi can indeed be easily solved."

Chen Pingan nodded and said solemnly: "This is the watermark!"

Chen Pingan stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed the old dragon cloth rain pendant. He felt a little familiar. He frowned and looked up at Fan Junmao, "Is this the water essence? Where is the essence of the world's water veins and water movement condensed into essence?"

Fan Junmao's eyes were cold and he sneered: "Why, are you afraid that I will harm you?!"

Chen Pingan shook his head, hesitated for a moment, took out the jade slip given by the Goddess of the Burial River, and held it in his hand, "Is this also a water spirit?"

As soon as this thing came out, the clouds in all directions seemed to be psychic, and they jumped for joy, like a group of children who were greedy for the candies.

Fan Junmao's expression became solemn and he did not give an answer. Instead, he asked: "Where did you get it?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "That's it. It seems to be better than the old dragon Bu Yupei in the Fu family ancestral hall."

Fan Junmao's eyes became hot again, this was the second time. The first time was when she heard that Chen Ping'an was pregnant with the Golden Elixir of the Great Demon of the Twelve Realms, and she lingered in front of the medicine shop.

But this time Fan Junmao quickly suppressed the covetous feeling in his heart. He didn't dare to buy or sell by force. He came closer and looked at the jade slip with most of the seal text covered by Chen Ping'an. It was crystal clear and the brilliance was flowing. She was addicted to it. Just fine.

Chen Ping'an didn't know anything about goods, but she recognized that it must be the essence of water transportation condensed from a large water vein in Dadu Dragon Palace, a lucky survivor of ancient ruins. Compared with the old dragon cloth rain pendant that the ancestor of the Fu family has worn for many years, there is a huge gap between clouds and mud, innate spiritual treasures and acquired artifacts. The reason why Fan Junmao is so enthused is that if he can refine this jade slip, make up for Yunhai's losses, and help her return to Yuanying in one step, there will still be a surplus, and then she can easily reach the upper fifth realm, it will only take thirty or forty years. After that, Fan Junmao only needs to spend his time to look for opportunities in various Broken Cave Secret Realms and revisit the old places. Compared with ordinary Qi practitioners who wander into these ruins with murderous intent, it is a world of difference.

Chen Pingan asked: "I can use this thing as the water essence to refine the natal water mark, is that okay?"

Fan Junmao gritted his teeth and said: "Yes! It's very good! You guys are really stepping on shit every day, but you can find such a once-in-a-lifetime rare item and pocket it! Do you know that such an innate spiritual treasure is rare and rare?" , I am afraid that in those unknown cave heaven blessed places where there are no saints squatting in the manholes without shitting, a large group of golden elixir Yuanying earth immortals are needed to fight for their heads and blood, and maybe someone will fall there, and it is very likely that they will have to fight against the Yu Pu realm. The monks fight for a chance to gain a chance on the road..."

Chen Ping'an interrupted Fan Junmao's "complaints" and said with a smile: "Everyone has his own fate. If I were born and raised in Old Dragon City and stayed for a thousand years, I might not have the opportunity to come to this Yunhai Station for even a moment. You, Fan Junmao, have been wandering around the Water Temple for 10,000 years, but you still can’t get this jade slip.”

Fan Junmao nodded, "That's not bad. Stop talking nonsense and start refining things!"

She took a deep breath, started to step on her feet, and clasped her hands together. The wind and clouds were surging all around, and the huge sea of ​​clouds that shaded the entire Old Dragon City began to roll up rapidly at the outermost edge, like a lotus that had already bloomed. It turned into a snow-white bud, shrouding her, Chen Pingan and the cloud case. Countless snow-white rays of light above her head poured down like spring water flowing out of the spring. The spiritual energy rose. Chen Pingan had difficulty breathing for a while, and found that After seeing the constriction in Fan Junmao's eyes, he calmly took out the golden jade plaque and hung it on his waist.

The seal inscription on the jade plaque reads "I am good at cultivating the aura of grandeur".

Countless spiritual energy from the sea of ​​clouds poured into the jade tablet.

Fan Junmao quickly waved his sleeves to disperse the cloud and sea spirits that deliberately made Chen Pingan feel depressed, lest they all be absorbed by the jade token, otherwise it would be like a meat bun beating a dog with no return.

Fan Junmao was quite kind. He stepped back and exited the flower bud in the sea of ​​clouds. He only reminded him in the words of his heart: "As soon as there is a big trouble, stop refining immediately. It is better to be injured and burn money than to lose your life." You can raise or lower the height of the cloud table in front of you according to your heart."

Chen Pingan sat down cross-legged, and the cloud table lowered, eventually becoming like a white thatch mat spread on the ground.

The water-character seal that needs to be refined into the natal object, the five-color Golden Chamber Stove, the water-jade slips from a certain Dadu Dragon Palace, and the old dragon cloth rain pendant that should not be used for the time being.

There are more than forty treasures of heaven and earth, including more than ten kinds of cinnabar of different colors, which "burns endlessly beyond the five elements, and the longer it is refined, the more magical it becomes". The shining and starry Beidou sand, various priceless cinnabars, are contained in transparent glass bottles of different sizes.

Chen Ping'an sat on the sea of ​​clouds and looked around. Although he was in the vast array of flower buds in the sea of ​​clouds, his vision was unobstructed and he could see the water of the sea on three sides.

The refining this time was only on the jade slips. I didn't expect to successfully refine the water-character seal into a natal object in one go.

In this way, even if the refining fails, the jade slip form of the water spirit brewed in Dadu Dragon Palace collapses and dissipates. At least the spiritual energy can be gathered and enter the golden jade plaque hanging on the waist. Even if there is some dissipation and loss, it will still be Integrating into this sea of ​​clouds is like giving back to Fan Junmao for his formation.

The next best thing, that old dragon cloth rain pendant can also be used as a backup water essence to assist in refining the water mark.

Chen Pingan practiced setting up sword furnaces for a moment to calm down, imagining in his mind the scene of firing porcelain and drawing blanks when he was a boy.

After throwing in a lot of Xiaoshu coins, the five-colored Golden Chamber Stove placed on the cloud table in front of him had five-colored auspicious clouds curling up from the mouths of the five strange beasts on the edge of the alchemy cauldron.

Chen Ping'an gently lifted up the pure Qi in his body, exhaled it gently, and rushed into the Wucai Golden Chamber Stove to "start a fire."

This endless stream of pure Qi, like a fire dragon, began to circle around the inner wall of the alchemy cauldron, with fire everywhere.

Whether the true fire of the refined object is of sufficient weight determines whether the alchemy furnace can be successfully ignited, and more importantly, the degree of refinement determines the final quality of the refined object.

Refining this Biyou Palace jade slip does not involve the fundamentals of life. The jade slip does not need to be rooted in acupuncture points. Compared with the water-character seal, it does not require too many heavenly materials and earthly treasures and various kinds of cinnabar.

Chen Ping'an has been studying the alchemy secret book of the old Yuanying Lu Yong for a long time, and he has been trying to figure out the content of the immortal secrets "directly pointing to the road" contained in the jade slips day after day. Both of them can be said to know everything, which are as follows. The exquisite experience of the Palace Master of the Qinghu Palace and the Empress of the River God, especially the latter, is where the Water Goddess has devoted her whole life. Chen Pingan only needs to follow the steps step by step. When to add a breath of pure Qi like firewood, when to sprinkle it. How many ounces of dansha are put into a certain glass vase? When silently reciting the true secret of the great road contained in the inscription praying for rain, it will lead to the atmosphere of the alchemy furnace and increase the heat. A sweet rain will fall on the top of the alchemy cauldron, and the individual particles will rise up in the furnace. The swaying flames, the blending of water and fire, all have rules to follow.

Therefore, apart from being slightly tired, Chen Ping'an was generally calm and relaxed.

Fan Junmao sat outside the sea of ​​clouds formation, silently muttering about adding an extra dansha, forgetting to refine the volcanic lava stone, and spitting out a mouthful of pure zhenqi into the elixir furnace later...

It's a pity that Chen Ping'an's every move is methodical, even when he is waiting for the fire to close his eyes and relax, and his breathing is very regular, there are no fatal flaws in any details, there are more or less big and small flaws, but This small loss was just a drop in the bucket when the water essence of the water-suppressing treasure of Dadu Dragon Palace overflowed the furnace and turned into nourishment for the sea of ​​clouds. Fan Junmao was very disappointed.

This is the first time you have refining an innate spirit treasure of such a high level. Can't you, Chen Ping'an, have your heart tremble a few times and your hands shake a few times?

Just think of it as a small contribution of water essence to Yunhai as compensation and reward for Fan Junmao's guarding the gate. Isn't it too much?

In the end, a somewhat desperate Fan Junmao fell asleep and never looked at the alchemy furnace again. Anyway, things were going smoothly, so she had no hope of making a fortune.

It was exactly as Fan Junmao expected, from the time of the first watch of gongs and drums in the human world to the dawn of the next day.

Chen Ping'an has refined the jade slip to almost the same quality, but the only special thing is that the words on the jade slip have remained.

It should be that the original owner of the jade slip used the same refining method to refine it on this jade slip, and the words themselves contain the true meaning of the great road, so it is extremely rare to survive. After losing the carrying vessel, he can channel his own spirit and no longer May everything in the world disappear like this. Once enlightened, all things in the world are afraid of life and death. However, under the great road, there is a cycle of life and death, and the two sides are contradictory. The cultivation and enlightenment of Qi practitioners becomes contrary to heaven, and they focus on cultivating. The immortal body resists the erosion of time and water.

A text of refining formulas gives birth to its own spirituality.

Another rare thing.

Fan Junmao stood up and stared at the green elf-like words, more than a thousand of them, rising, falling, and whirling in the five-color golden chamber.

Fan Junmao hesitated for a moment, "I advise you to find a way to put away this mantra. In the future, if you find a proud disciple on your practice journey, you can imprint these words into your soul and preach directly. Those on the mountain In the Zongzitou Immortal Family, most of the so-called direct inheritance is through this method, so the incense is relatively simple and easy to pass on. Before the transmission, they are in your Qi Palace, and they can temper and warm your soul acupoints. They are the heaven. There are only a handful of methods of 'food tonic' to nourish the soul, without any side effects, it is a beautiful thing that kills two birds with one stone."

Chen Pingan was hesitant and didn't know how to start.

Fan Junmao smiled and said: "I can't help you with this. Such words that contain Taoist spirituality are not something you can catch if you have magical powers or magic weapons. If you don't pay attention, they will feel that Taoism is not in harmony." , they will collapse in an instant, and even the Immortal Realm cannot save them."

Chen Ping'an had an idea in his mind. He must keep these words and treasure them first. Later, he would still have to return them to Biyou Mansion to bury the river goddess. Although this small orthodoxy was refined and unearthed by him unintentionally, But in the final analysis, this stick of incense should be lit in the water temple furnace and passed on by her.

This thought together.

Those vivid words that were originally hesitant turned into small figures in green clothes the size of rice grains, bowing their heads to Chen Pingan, extremely grateful.

Then they gathered into a stream and rushed into a certain Qi Mansion that Chen Pingan wanted to use as a water seal.

Fan Junmao rolled his eyes, fell back, and murmured: "It's unjust, so that's okay."

The Old Dragon Palace jade slip that had been completely refined was carried by a group of slightly taller little men in green clothes and swept into Chen Ping'an's Qi Mansion. Not only that, when the jade slip hovered After the newly opened "mansion", these little people probably started to divide their work in the "Alchemy Room" in order to repay Chen Ping'an. One of the little people in green went to the gate of Qi Mansion and started painting two statues. The door god, there are more little people in green skirts, depicting a large river of water in the "house with four walls", the small mansion is full of atmosphere...

Fan Junmao's eyes widened when she saw this scene. She straightened up, stood up, raised her voice suddenly, and pointed at the young man who started to pack up his belongings one by one, "Chen Pingan, you are actually the reincarnation of the Rain Master?! Right? ?!”

While Chen Ping'an brought all kinds of natural and earthly treasures back within easy reach and classified them into categories with meticulous attention to detail, he raised his head and joked with a smile: "Fan Junmao, you flattery... the photoshoot is a bit fresh and refined."

Fan Junmao put away the sea of ​​cloud formation, shrunk down and came to Chen Ping'an, "You don't look like a rain master. Just speaking of appearance, he is far worse than that sissy. Then how can you let those water transporters A Taoist villain, willing to surrender to you?"

Chen Ping'an ignored Fan Junmao's words, put away all his belongings, stood up, and asked with a smile: "How can I go back?"

Fan Junmao snapped his fingers, and the sea of ​​clouds slowly dispersed under Chen Pingan's feet, and a ladder appeared, leading directly to the Dust Medicine Shop in Old Dragon City. However, there were bursts of glazed light flickering around the ladder. Chen Pingan knew that this was the time between two heavens and earth. The unique light emitted by the turbulence of the flowing water, so walking down the stairs of the sea of ​​clouds, unless Old Longcheng is a monk in the upper fifth realm, he still cannot be seen.

Chen Ping'an thanked Fan Junmao and slowly climbed down the ladder alone.

On the way down the mountain, we took in the magnificent scenery of Old Dragon City.

Chen Pingan thought that he could carve this scene on a bamboo slip and tell her about it later.

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In the early morning of New Year's Eve, the joy of ordinary people in Laolong City was not affected by the stagnant atmosphere of a wealthy family.

The Fu family has already lifted the city ban, and the streets and alleys are bustling with activity.

At Chen Ping'an's medicine shop, the moment Chen Pingan's feet landed in the alley, the ladder disappeared.

The Yin Shen surnamed Zhao felt relieved and asked: "Has the natal object been refined?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and smiled: "I only refined one water essence object, but the next time I refine the natal object, the possibility of success is much greater."

Yin Shen nodded and said: "Very good."

Chen Ping'an returned to the drug store counter. The golden jade medal had been put away last night. Otherwise, if it was hung around his waist, it would mean that Yunhai's luck would be eroded, and Fan Junmao would definitely fight with him.

Zheng Dafeng has now moved around properly. Early this morning, he asked Pei Qian to help move a small bench and went to look for the fellow man under the locust tree. As expected, he met the rich old man early this morning. He was reading a book. Zhu Lian He even got up early in the morning to ask for advice from the seniors who had "worked hard on books". After Zheng Dafeng sat down, he crossed the river and demolished the bridge, asking Pei Qian to go back to the shop and play on his own. Naturally, Pei Qian refused. He stretched out his hand and asked for the promised reward, a copper coin. You will get a penny for your hard work. It is only natural that he is Chen Ping'an. He wouldn't scold her even if he knew it, so Pei Qian was very confident.

Zheng Dafeng had a headache and said that she would just give her an extra penny as a new year's gift. Pei Qian said it was two different things. She didn't like others owing her money, otherwise she would have to settle the account according to the three-cent profit mentioned by Lao Wei. Besides, she still owes her money on New Year's Eve. Qian, Zheng Dafeng, do you want to live a smoother and more stable life next year? The old man who had moved a wicker chair and was lying on the side was convinced. He said, Brother Dafeng, this kid is right. It is unlucky to owe money at this time. Don't underestimate the luck of a copper coin.

Zheng Dafeng spent a long time, but he didn't come up with half a copper coin. When he was feeling sad, the old man smiled and gave him a way to sell him a small bench. Then he gave Zheng Dafeng the money, and Zheng Dafeng returned the money to Pei. money. Zheng Dafeng thought it was feasible, just a small bench, so he asked Chen Pingan to make a bamboo box, bamboo chair, bench or something like that. Chen Pingan was very handy and loved to tinker with these.

Pei Qian rolled his eyes and pointed at Zheng Dafeng and the old man, "You guys, you are still so fussy about a copper coin. Forget it, just treat it as a kind favor this time and don't charge for it."

Pei Qian followed Zheng Dafeng's previous action, stretched out his palm and pressed it twice, "Keep it in your heart and don't put your kindness in your mouth."

Watching Pei Qian strutting back to the alley, swaying around and practicing boxing, he suddenly got inspired and imitated Lu Baixiang's whip-kick stance. He jumped up and actually spun her around, only to spin himself. I felt dizzy, fell down, stood up immediately, endured the pain and pretended that nothing happened, grinned and jumped up and down as soon as I entered the alley.

The old man asked with a smile: "Who taught this little girl to be very spooky?"

Zhu Lian replied: "He is my young master's registered disciple. He is very naughty."

Zheng Dafeng clasped his fists and smiled: "Old senior, I have admired you for a long time."

The old man cupped his fists and returned the salute, "Where is it? I am nicknamed Yi Chi Qiang and Xiao Feisheng. I wonder which fairy on the mountain my brother Dafeng admires the most?"

Zheng Dafeng said seriously: "It's the Invincible Divine Fist Gang, the heroine Helian Baozhu!"

The old man sneered and said, "It seems that Brother Dafeng has mediocre vision."

If you have different opinions, you won't be able to get along with each other, and it won't be interesting to say more than half a glance.

Zheng Dafeng snorted coldly and moved his small bench a few steps away.

The old man responded tit-for-tat, got up, moved his wicker chair away, and then lay down to bask in the sun.

Zhu Lian squatted in the middle of the bench and wicker chair, turning a blind eye to hearing and not hearing, and only read the fairy book. The book in his hand had a great history and was expensive. It was carved from the fairy family on the mountain. The people in the scrolls can move.

Zheng Dafeng said with emotion: "I never thought that Fairy Su Jia of Zhengyang Mountain would fall into dust. It's a pity."

The old man's eyes lit up. He just disliked Zheng Dafeng's tacky eyes and still didn't want to talk to her, but he was a little itchy. After all, Fairy Su Jia was one of his and Xiao Langjun's two favorites.

Zheng Dafeng rubbed his chin and said slowly: "I was lucky enough to see Shen Gaozong congratulating the fairy. The fairy came wearing a Taoist crown and holding a white deer in her hand. Now that I think about it, she was only seven or eight steps away from the fairy. …”

The old man couldn't hold it any longer, turned sideways and looked at the slovenly man, and said angrily: "Brother Dafeng, in fact, the heroine Helian is also very good."

Zheng Dafeng picked up the small bench and walked back to the alley with his waist bent.

The old man was stunned for a long time and said angrily: "Brother Dafeng, he is indeed a man who has seen a lot of things in the world. I am ashamed of myself. I shouldn't have been such a frog in the well before and made rash comments. Now I am fine. I have offended Brother Dafeng. He and I The distance between the Great Fairy and the Great Fairy seems to be further away. Otherwise, if I come to the Invincible Divine Fist Gang in the future, if I can bring this matter up and talk about it properly, the young man will definitely lose his composure and be willing to be defeated!"

Zhu Lian, who was squatting aside, nodded perfunctorily in agreement.

The old man lay on the wicker chair and sighed, "Peach, I wonder if any lover can pick one and place it on the tip of his heart."

Zhu Lian raised his head and said, "What the old man said is very knowledgeable."

The old man nodded and said with emotion: "This is what Xiao Langjun once said. This man is very talented in literature. When quarreling with others, although his words are a bit vulgar, he often has such touching words, which are said inadvertently, and they are never heard. It has been carved and made completely natural, otherwise why would I want to call him Big Brother?"

Zhu Lian dipped his saliva in his mouth, turned the page, and nodded, "If you have the chance, you must pay a visit to the big brother of your seniors."

The old man suddenly asked: "Brother Zhu, I would like to ask, when you break through the bottleneck of the six realms and reach the golden realm someday, do you need my help to take care of you?"

Zhu Lian shook his head and said: "As long as my young master is here, there will be no mistakes. There is no need for the old man to worry about this matter."

The old man nodded, "Your young master is a wonderful man."

Zhu Lian closed the book and asked: "Then I would also venture to ask, is the old man a Jade Pure Realm monk from a certain Immortal Family Mansion?"

The old man said regretfully: "It's just a little bit worse."

Zhu Lian didn't ask any more questions.

After asking too many questions and knowing the truth, it only hurts my feelings and makes me feel far less comfortable than I do now.

Chen Ping'an stood behind the counter. After the first and fifteenth graders sharpened their swords, only the last piece of the dragon-slaying platform was left on the table.

Chen Ping'an didn't plan to save on this aspect. After eating this Dragon-Slaying Platform, he took out the second, larger Dragon-Slaying Platform.

Zheng Dafeng placed the small bench outside the threshold. After seeing the speed of the two flying swords "cannibalizing" the dragon-slaying platform, no matter how many times he watched it, he was still amazed. He said: "The two little ancestors are better than the one you are wearing." The golden wine magic weapon also needs to be able to earn money."

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but ask: "Gold and copper coins are no longer produced?"

Zheng Dafeng leaned against the counter, looking at the splendid scene of dragon-slaying platform with flames splashing everywhere, and nodded: "The sky of Lizhu Cave has shattered and fallen to the ground. Naturally, the gold and copper coins have no use. What are you going to use them for if you continue to cast them?" ?Even if it is given to the old man for free, he will not accept it."

Chen Pingan asked: "I only know that gold and copper coins are more valuable than Guyu coins, but how valuable are they? How many Guyu coins can be exchanged for one gold and copper coin?"

Zheng Dafeng answered the question and said: "Do you know where the gold and copper coins came from? It was the broken fragments of the golden body of the mountain and water god as the main material, plus several other things that were also difficult to obtain, so that it could be cast into Yasheng, Yasheng, and Yasheng. and Yingchun three kinds of gold and copper coins. The Dali Dynasty has a stable landscape and good fortune, and there have always been few temples for prostitution. Therefore, buying gold and copper coins will be extra expensive. In the hands of certain family forces, they can purchase and loot golden body fragments from various places. , it will be very cheap and the cost is low. Immortal families in the mountains are plundering everywhere, and there are not enough obscene temples. At worst, they will force some secular dynasties to suppress them, ask the emperors and monarchs to withdraw their imperial titles, and secretly demote the orthodox landscape gods to obscene temple gods. Just kill them with thunderous means. If the monarch of the dynasty is unwilling to bow his head, there are other ways. The forces of the Immortal Family can win over some desperadoes, Shanze Yexiu, to kill people with borrowed knives, and use some low-ranking side sects and magical weapons. In exchange for fragments of the golden body. The cost of this kind of gold and copper coins with bloody origins may not be as much as one Grain Rain coin. And what the Emperor of the Song Dynasty bought from the outside world, I am afraid that one gold and copper coin is worth seven or eight Guyu coins. "

Chen Pingan asked again: "Are there any extra gold and copper coins in the world now?"

Zheng Dafeng raised his eyebrows and said slowly: "It's hard to say. Nowadays, if anyone foolishly buys gold and copper coins, everyone knows that they are necessary for Taoist cultivation. People who don't know how to do business will ask for high prices, and they can't buy it. purchase."

Chen Ping'an sighed and felt a little headache. He was the guy who still needed gold and copper coins, and he didn't just need a few coins. A few bags were not too many.

The lives of the four people in the scroll, the repair and improvement of the golden robe, and the future cultivation of the five elements of gold will most likely require the consumption of a large amount of gold essence and copper coins, which are similar to the water essence of the Dadu Dragon Palace. jade slips.

Zheng Dafeng taught him a lesson: "Those who celebrate the New Year should stop sighing."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

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Even if the children of Tongye Sect survived until New Year's Eve, everyone sadly discovered that there was no sign of surviving at all.

That swordsman was still using his fierce sword energy to easily crush the fate of mountains and rivers within a thousand miles of Tongye Sect.

It is easy to destroy, but it is extremely difficult for those Jindan and Nascent Soul monks who follow the sword cultivator to gather their spiritual energy and make up for and rebuild the destroyed mountain roots and water veins. Unless these earthly immortals are willing to sacrifice their Taoism, they can speed up a little and prevent The spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers is constantly leaking out, but the immortals and others whose names are recorded on the sect's genealogy will also be involved in the sect's hidden aura once their cultivation becomes unstable.

Originally, the Tongye Sect was a paradise with unrivaled spiritual energy. After a vicious cycle day after day, even the junior disciples with the least qualifications in the outer sect realized that the Tongye Sect had faced the most dangerous difficulties in its thousand-year history. .

But the thing that puzzled them the most was that apart from the first appearance of the sect leader, who either assassinated or blocked the sword cultivator, Du Mao, the ancestor of Zhongxing, who was higher than the sky in the minds of all the Tongye Sect monks, had been there from the beginning to the end. The tail was not exposed, and he completely ignored the provocation of the sword cultivator. Even if the sect was in danger and its foundation was shaken, the ancestor who dominated the Qi practitioners in the continent still did not move.

However, most of the Qi practitioners in Tongyezhou are still willing to believe that the ancestor can only stay still, otherwise he will be killed with one blow. That sword cultivator is destined to be rampant for only a few days.

Almost all the big mountains, dynasties and wealthy families in Tongye Continent are watching the movements of Tongye Sect.

As Jade Gui Sect Jiang Shangzhen swaggered to join in the fun, more and more earthly immortal monks who tried their best to hide their Qi came here to watch from a distance, using their gods to observe the mountains and rivers, and using their housekeeping skills to check the Feng Shui of Tongye Sect. There were various clues such as the circulation, the depth of Qi, and the thickness of blessings. At first, no one could believe that a sword cultivator could affect the trend of spiritual energy of such a giant as Tongye Sect.

The Yamashita Dynasty was fighting on the battlefield, and the two armies faced each other. If one side was "dead or wounded" to this point, it would be defeated.

That sword cultivator did not kill anyone.

Except for breaking through barriers and encirclement and killing situations, sword cultivators can hardly even hand out their swords.

But no matter how clumsy other land gods are, they can see that the spirit of the children of Tongye Sect is declining.

For thousands of years, whether the disciples of the Tongye Sect are practicing on the mountain or going down the mountain to experience, whether they are bullying others or facing difficulties, they always have a strong spirit to support their Taoist heart. Therefore, compared with other Qi practitioners' mountain climbing journeys, , the disciples of Tongye Sect are making great progress, with great momentum.

In the event of a conflict, the Qi Practitioner with a higher level has the upper hand. As long as the name of the Tongye Sect is reported, the Qi Practitioner from other mountains can be insulted arbitrarily. It is considered a normal thing to be high-spirited. When he meets or hears that his fellow disciples are being bullied, he will rush away thousands of miles away with his sword or the wind without saying a word, and chop off the enemy's head with one sword.

At the critical moment of life and death, there are countless Tongye Sect disciples with strong temperament who are willing to die with the enemy monks and die with a smile on their face. There are countless people in history.

If the sword cultivator breaks into the mountain on the first day, Du Mao, the ancestor of Zhongxing, or takes a step back, the sect leader gives an order, and the disciples who are willing to die generously for the Tongye Sect, dare not say that all the sects in the thousands of miles are practicing qi. Scholars, at least half of them, the first thought is to regard death as home. There is an endless stream of people, and they will not hesitate to fly to the flames.

If these impassioned qi practitioners do this, everyone must think that they deserved their death and were wrong in their sword cultivation.

But now it’s New Year’s Eve.

Deep down in everyone's heart, in addition to hoping that the ancestor of Zhongxing in the Ascension Realm would show up to kill the enemy, they were still undecided about what their sect had done outside to provoke this aggressive but not indiscriminate killer. Only the Sword Immortal can force our ancestors to thank guests behind closed doors in the Wutong Small Cave. When did our Tongye Sect fall into such a state? On our own territory, isn't it okay to just be unreasonable? Can't you even use your best strength to overwhelm people?

In fact, Jiang Shangzhen never left completely. On a mountain peak thousands of miles away, he was drinking wine with an old Yuanying sword cultivator with whom he had a good relationship. The latter shook his head and said with a smile: "Most of the Tongye Sect's backbone has collapsed. .”

Jiang Shangzhen seemed not to be the head of the Jiang family of the Jade Gui Sect, but a worshiper of the Tongye Sect. He chuckled and said, "Don't say that. Du Mao is in the Ascension Realm after all. As long as he can deal with this Great Sword Immortal, there might still be a glimmer of hope." It was a blessing in disguise, and the momentum skyrocketed..."

Jiang Shangzhen burst into laughter, "To put it right, this old turtle Du Mao has been unlucky for eight lifetimes. Our old sect master sent me a message saying that Du Mao was lucky, and it looked like he was destined to be an immortal soldier over there in Old Dragon City swallowing a sword boat." After being beaten up by others, Yang Shen's body has also become the remains of the immortal in other people's pockets. Now he is in the immortal realm where the realm is not so stable... I have made a lot of money this time. The old sect leader is very happy and says that in the future Five hundred years later, the sect's commission on the Yunku Blessed Land will be reduced by another 10%... Oh, hey, Great Sword Immortal, Chen Xiaojian Immortal, it's a shame that you two old people are not here, otherwise I, Jiang Shangzhen, would kneel down immediately. It is disrespectful to give five hundred kowtows to your two great benefactors to express my gratitude..."

Jiang Shangzhen laughed wildly and knocked on the stone table with his fist. It was not uncommon for him to gloat at his level of misfortune.

The old Yuanying sword cultivator with gray hair and childish face asked softly: "May I ask Mr. Jiang, how should Tongye Sect respond?"

Jiang Shangzhen stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, waved his hand and said, "If you make me laugh for a while longer, I won't be able to stop."

The old swordsman smiled helplessly.

He, Jiang Shangzhen and Lu Fang were old friends who had known each other for a long time at the foot of the mountain.

After Jiang Shangzhen finally suppressed his smile, "What else can I do? Du Mao can only put all his efforts into it. The truth is, he definitely can't beat the sword immortal. How can we fight? How can we fight with just a few Jade Pure Realm? To put it bluntly, As long as Zuo Zuo is determined to fight with Tongye Sect to the end, let alone three or four out of ten spiritual energy turbulences, given Zuo Zuo another year, Tongye Sect will be finished. In the past, even if there was no such thing as Du Mao on the top of a mountain In the Ascension Realm, when such a big turmoil occurs, the Confucian Academy should appear, but this time, the Academy will obviously not come out to uphold justice. What does this mean? It was Tongyezhou who was wronged first, and even if you broke into Tongyezhou Ye Zong's jurisdiction has never exceeded the slightest and acted with reason, which makes Tongyezhou Academy and even a certain Middle-earth Academy helpless."

The old swordsman nodded and said: "A scholar can kill with a knife that is not stained with blood, nothing better than this."

Jiang Shangzhen turned his head to look at the Tongye Sect in the north. Even though it was thousands of miles away, he could vaguely see the clues that the fate of the mountains and rivers was starting to become confused. Jiang Shangzhen was not only afraid that the world would not be in chaos, but also had a terrifying introspection and a trace of unavoidable The rabbit was dead and the fox was sad, and he said indifferently: "Du Mao has no other option except fishing in the lake, emptying out all the spiritual energy in the small cave of Wutong in one breath, and helping himself to ascend forcefully. As long as the ascension is successful, no matter what, he has gained a meritorious deed." By the way, according to the rules set by the Li Sheng, the Confucian Academy needs to help look after the Tongye Sect's gate for a long time. At that time, unless it is willing to challenge the entire Confucian orthodoxy, it will have no choice but to give up."

Jiang Shangzhen clasped his hands together, raised them high above his head, closed his eyes and prayed: "Sword Immortal, Mr. Zuo, I beg you, if you keep up your efforts, you must kill Old Turtle Du!"

The old Yuanying sword cultivator stroked his beard and smiled, aren't you, Du Mao, the most hostile to sword cultivators in the world? Do you like practicing those sword cultivators who unfortunately fall into your hands? What now? If you have the guts, why not try sticking your head out of the turtle shell?

In the twilight of New Year's Eve on this day, the small Wutong cave that has been controlled by Tongye Sect for countless years first appeared on the top of Zushi Mountain, part of its true form, like a magnificent scene of mirage, and then drifted away uncertainly, and finally... Then it shattered, and the fragments of the cave sky turned into comets scattered throughout the vast world. Some of them died directly, and some of them broke through the void and disappeared.

Then Du Mao's body on the top of the mountain gradually disappeared with the wind.

Only the Yin Shen turned into a golden body. After absorbing most of the spiritual energy from Wutong Xiaodongtian, it became extremely majestic. This golden body, thousands of feet tall, stepped on the top of the Patriarch Mountain with both feet. Although it is still within the scope of the Golden Body Dharma Appearance of a Qi Practitioner, the body has already glowed with the color of colorful glaze, changing unpredictably. The Dharma Appearance stretches out his arms, spreads the five fingers of both hands, raises them above the head, and then pulls them outward suddenly, as if It tore apart a part of the sky in the vast world.

Where the sky was torn apart, thunder rolled and purple lightning surged. All kinds of figures as huge as mountains flashed away, like dragon skeletons trailing like lightning. There were huge golden corpses sitting cross-legged, and there was a huge scarlet claw trying to pull it away. The cracks in the sky are tearing apart even more... without exception, they are all terrifying visions that cannot be seen in the vast world.

The sword cultivator stood on the left and right, one hand behind the back, the other holding the sword, with the sword horizontally in front of him, slowly rising into the air.

Compared with Du Mao who gave up his physical body and used the Yin God to swallow up the almost endless spiritual energy of a small cave, he created this multicolored glass ascending Dharma form. The people and swords on the left and right are as small as mustard seeds.

Swords from left and right swept across slowly.

That's all.

People have always believed that the pinnacle of swordsmanship in the world lies in two swords. One of them is the most proud sword of the Chinese scholar, who casually split open the Yellow River Cave and Sky.

The other sword was kept in its scabbard.

Exactly this time.

After a while.

The huge glazed statue has soared thousands of feet above the ground.

On the "halfway up the mountainside" of the huge Dharma image, an extremely thin and imperceptible snow-white silk thread appeared, as thin as an ordinary woman's hair in the world.

When the distance from the sky was getting closer and closer, the colorful glass body broke at the waist and broke into two parts. The upper half of the body flew away with grief and anger. He reached out and tried to grasp the opening of the gap in the sky, trying to climb away. , the lower half of the body suddenly shattered, and the spiritual energy returned to the world. There were also more than a dozen remaining pieces of glass objects left over from the Ascension Realm, splattering in all directions, and becoming opportunities for others on their path to practice.

The left and right swords have been sheathed.

The upper half of the glazed god-man slumped back to the vast world.

Like a brilliant meteor disappearing in mid-air.

Zuo Zuo raised his head and glanced at the sky that had not yet closed, then withdrew his gaze and turned into a rainbow towards the vast sea area between Tongye Continent and Aquarius Continent.

Not long after going out to sea, figures stopped on the left and right.

The old scholar asked: "Why don't you ascend and leave?"

There was silence on both sides.

The two of them were only four or five steps apart.

The old scholar pointed to the gap in the sky that Du Mao had forced his ascension to open, and said angrily: "Why don't you take the opportunity to leave this world?! Do you really want to test that bastard sentence? Do you really want to say, 'You and I are dead'" '?!"

Lower your head left and right.

It's just that this time the old scholar didn't jump up and give him a slap. He said dejectedly: "Go, I know you have always wanted to go to Daoxuan Mountain and the Great Sword Qi Wall. Go, go, it will rain. The mother wants to get married, and the disciple wants to go." I can’t stop Mr. Hurt from hurting his heart.”

The left and right bowed and said: "Disciple, left and right, farewell sir!"

The old scholar waved his hand and was speechless.

After turning around, he seemed to be reluctant to leave. He didn't turn into a rainbow and left, but just walked away step by step.

The left and right person said: "The young junior brother you have received is quite good."

The old scholar said angrily: "Go, go, go."

The old scholar also turned around. The master and his disciple were facing away from each other, with one standing in place and the other wandering away.

The old scholar suddenly scratched his head, seeming to recall many past events. At that time, he was still a poor scholar with a low reputation, so the eldest disciple he recruited was Cui Chan, a child of a wealthy family. The poor scholar had nothing to lose, so he was short of money, and then The second disciple and the third disciple were not that rich. At that time, the three disciples actually got along very well, and he was the most comfortable as the husband. Later, they all grew up.

The old scholar turned his back to the disciple who had never been so cool in his life. He suddenly smiled happily and said, "When you get to the Great Wall of Sword Qi from now on, you must be cool."

After a slight pause, the old man said softly: "Sir, you are actually good at sword practice and reading."

The sword cultivator strode away, leaving only his last words in this chaotic world that he disliked so much: "Mr. taught me well."