Sword of Coming

Chen Pingan, smelling of alcohol, returned to his mansion in Yunshang City.

There is a circle of snow and mud symbols painted on the wall of the house, which can guard against thieves, but can't guard against immortals, but something is better than nothing.

After entering the courtyard, Chen Pingan shook his green shirt lightly, and the smell of alcohol dissipated from his body. He walked into the place where Xu enshrined and practiced Taoism all the year round, and sat on a futon that could gather the aura of heaven and earth. Hanging on the wall behind, the originally empty room, with this couplet, has a bit of a study. Chen Pingan planned to return to Luopo Mountain in the future, and this couplet was hung on the first floor of the bamboo building. Absolutely not for sale, just keep it as a family heirloom, just like the cursive copybook written by the county captain when he was drunk.

Chen Ping took out the vermilion Taoist jujube token, and he had to refine it first, otherwise any qi trainer would be able to open the door casually after he got it. It is not meaningful.

Refining things in the world, small refinements are like fairy money in your hands, it is inevitable that there will be back and forth. Zhonglian, however, is like building an ancestral hall on the top of the mountain, which is really rooted in the Qi Palace, and Dalian is the lifeblood of a monk.

Before refining the close-by objects, Chen Pingan took out three more treasures to satisfy the eye addiction and nourish the heart.

Back then, in that water palace, Chen Ping made three deals with Daoren Sun using talismans.

A wood-carved statue of Yuanjun God is lifelike and has the beauty of water coming out of the wind.

A round fan, the most interesting thing is that the round fan itself is embroidered, which is a picture of a boudoir lady holding a round fan. The slim lady is teasing a branch squirrel on the picture scroll.

There is still a pair of dragon king baskets, engraved with "Doujiao" and "Qianpan" respectively.

Chen Pingan intends to give the woodcut statue to Li Huai.

As for the round fan, it will be given to the girl in the pink skirt. On the Luopo Mountain, the busiest person is not the housekeeper Zhu Lian, nor the hardworking Cen Yuanji who practices boxing, nor the Zheng Dafeng who basks in the sun and the moon every day. It would be the little girl Chen Ruchu, Chen Pingan even believed that as long as Luopo Mountain was in one day, Chen Ruchu would keep busy like this, carrying a bucket, holding a rag, and a bunch of keys around his waist, making soft noises. Every day, I can’t be shaken, say goodbye to Cui Cheng of the bamboo building, pass a handful of melon seeds to Pei Qian, pour a spoonful of water on the flowers and trees, wipe the bamboo building brightly, and go to towns and counties regularly to purchase the things needed on the mountain.

In Chen Ping's view, why is this not a big deal?

very big.

If you are not blind, you should see it and take it to heart.

Not to mention the monks from other families outside of Luopo Mountain in Longquan County, but on your own Luopo Mountain, who would dare to bully a girl in a pink skirt, try it?

It's not that Chen Ping'an is biased, but that in Chen Ping'an's eyes, girls in pink skirts are the ones who are the least likely to make mistakes. No one can compare, and he, Chen Ping'an, is no exception.

Therefore, chatting with Sun Daoren is very popular.

Listen to Nan Yexiu Jinshan talking about trivial matters.

Chen Ping felt very happy, two kinds of comfort.

Chen Pingan grabbed a small bamboo cage, and the other bamboo cage shook slightly with it.

What is dangling in his hands at the moment are two veritable mountains of gold and silver.

Chen Ping'an is actually a little uncertain about how to place the pair of Dragon King baskets. Firstly, the pair of Dragon King baskets are seriously damaged, and repairing them will definitely require a lot of fairy money. Second, the Dragon King basket is extremely useful, and can capture dragons in the world. He has an innate method of overwhelming victory, but it is also very particular. It is different from many attacking magic weapons that can be used immediately. back.

After much deliberation, Chen Pingan decided to take a step forward.

Now that there is an extra item that is close at hand, there is no need to pay extra money, so the imitation sword of the sword fairy's natal object cast by Hate Jianshan must be bought two.

If the price is cheaper than expected, three will do.

When we arrived at the Dragon Palace Cave, we first confirmed the price of the Dragon King Basket, and then checked to see if there was anyone who was taken advantage of by such arrogance.

Such a once-in-a-century object, what kind of repair money are you talking about with me?

However, whether the Dragon King basket can be sold or not.

After all, every time when it comes to gifts, it is not a problem to always use quantity to win to fool his own Kaishan disciple.

Chen Pingan began to calm down and refine the token.

There is no rush and it cannot be done overnight.

Two hours later, Chen Ping stopped at a refining pass, put on a magic robe, and turned to refine the aura contained in the robe.

The mind is silent.

Before he knew it, it was midnight, Chen Pingan opened his eyes, exhaled heavily, and waved it away gently with his hand.

According to Cui Dongshan's mysterious statement, a small world of human bodies, ordinary people in the world, have exchanged many lives. The practice of a qi practitioner is extremely particular about removing the chaff and reserving the essence, using the aura of heaven and earth to temper the muscles and bones, develop the aura, and cultivate the soul, all of which are subtle kung fu.

Therefore, those who cultivate the Tao are no longer human.

Not all scare words.

Chen Ping turned to tour the Qi Palace with his mind.

The water mansion is still open, and the water stream containing the aura of water transport is gurgling. This is just the scene after Chen Pingan drank the water droplets condensed on the tips of the green bamboo leaves, and has not yet absorbed the more refined and rich green brick water transport. With more and more busy work, the mural of rivers and rivers in the water mansion was painted with more and more colorful colors by the boys in green clothes.

The small pond under the hovering water mark seems to have expanded a little, and the water is deeper.

Chen Pingan was hesitating whether to refine those Taoist green bricks and spread them on the ground of Shuifu.

Even without the Taoist blue bricks transported by water, the material of the blue bricks is very valuable.

At first, Chen Pingan planned to take it back to Luopo Mountain in the future, and transport the thirty-six green bricks that had been taken away by water, just enough to pave six paths for practicing the six-step walking pile of Shaking Mountain Fist.

Himself, Pei Qian, Zhu Lian, Zheng Dafeng, Cen Yuanji.

Of course, there is also Lu Baixiang who is very congenial.

Forget it Wei Xian.

Forget it on the right side of the Sui Dynasty, already in Yuguizong of Tongyezhou, he turned from a pure martial artist to practice, and wants to become a female sword fairy who will rise up with a sword in the Haoran world.

However, if the blue bricks can add to the beauty of the water mansion, then the six green bricks belonging to Chen Pingan can all be refined.

There are watermarks hanging from the sky, the floor is covered with blue bricks, and there are murals on the walls.

Chen Pingan felt that in this way, his own water mansion could be called quite impressive.

The one hundred and twenty-two pieces of green glazed tiles, let's keep them for now, the origin is unknown.

Huan Yun didn't dare to jump to conclusions at the time, he only confirmed that they must be invaluable, once they have the same origin as the Liuli Pavilion in Zhongtu Baidi City, it will be even more terrifying.

According to legend, the most rare object in that glazed pavilion, apart from the twelve glazed beams and pillars, is the glazed tiles on the roof ridge.

Chen Ping put away his mind, got up and left the house, practicing six-step walking in the yard.

Unexpectedly, another guest came to the door in a hurry.

It was Wu Yu, the patriarch of the Caique Mansion, who couldn't hide his joy.

Chen Ping took Wu Yu to the pavilion on the top of the rockery. Wu Yu brought Chen Ping a first-class robe of the Caique Mansion during this trip.

Wu Yu said that after the mansion master moved the algae well to the Caique mansion, it was very suitable for his own landscape, and it could not only stabilize the landscape, but also gather luck from all directions. In the Patriarch Hall, there are already signs of this mystery. After refining, it is still worth it. It is simply the foundation stone that can only be owned by the Patriarch Hall of the Zongmen Xianjia. Too much, my conscience is disturbed, and I have to give a magic robe as compensation. If Chen Jianxian doesn't accept it, that's fine. Anyway, Sun Qing has already been polite. If Chen Jianxian is also polite, then she will not be polite.

Chen Ping even said you're welcome, but I'm not. He took over the gorgeous magic robe of excellent rank from Wu Yu, and put it among the objects within close proximity of the token.

The only flaw is that the style of this Caique Mansion robe is too powdery, not as good as the Snowflake robe worn by the female ghost of the skinny city, Chen Ping can even wear it on his body.

Wu Yu didn't stay too long, but he left behind a few large pots of tea, saying that this is the only small mysterious wall left in Caique Mansion this year.

Wu Yu finally smiled and said: "Chen Jianxian wants to sell it, so please sell it at a high price, otherwise I will be sorry for the reputation of Xiaoxuanbi in Caique Mansion."

Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed, so he said: "Please tell Palace Master Sun, I will leave a jar of Xiaoxuanbi as a gift."

Wu Yu smiled knowingly, nodded, and Yufeng left.

Wu Yu walked on the front foot, Shen Zhenze came on the back foot.

As soon as Chen Pingan sat down, he had to stand up again to greet him.

The lord of Yunshang City smiled and said, "Could it be that Wu Yu invited Mr. Chen to worship on the top of the mountain? You can't go, you can't go, Yingyingyanyan's dazzling flowers and charming eyes will only delay Mr. Chen's cultivation."

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "Caique Mansion has no such plan."

After taking his seat, Shen Zhenze said: "Mr. Chen, since Caique Mansion doesn't have such vision, why don't Mr. Chen make a name for us here? In addition to the annual offering money to gods, this mansion, as well as the entire Shuyu Street in Yunshang City, are big and small. Thirty-two shops in the mansion, all belong to Mr. Chen."

Chen Pingan said: "It's not that I don't want to agree to the city lord, but I really can't."

During the trip to Beiju Luzhou, there were many worries.

Gao Cheng of the Bone Beach Jingguan City, who paid to hire the behind-the-scenes assassin of the Molushan Assassin, and Huaiqian's death.

Chen Pingan didn't want to involve more people, and traveled all over the world alone, only accompanied by fists, swords and wine, which was more refreshing.

Shen Zhenze didn't say anything more.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "City Lord, although there is no way to promise you to become an enshrined in Yunshang City lying down to collect rent and earn money, I appreciate the kindness of the City Lord. When I think the time is right, I will Take the initiative to ask Yunshangcheng for a Shuyu Street."

Shen Zhenze nodded and said, "Then it's settled."

Even if Shen Zhenze can't wait for this day, it doesn't matter, there is Xu Xingjiu in Yunshang City.

Shen Zhenze is a very straightforward person.

Didn't stay too long, just left after finishing talking.

By the way, Chen Pingan asked Yunshangcheng for some Shanshui mansion newspapers, old or new, it doesn't matter.

Shen Zhenze agreed, saying that Xu Xingjiu would be brought over later.

Chen Ping'an surrounded the stone table in the gazebo, practicing boxing with stakes. He seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, and the meaning of boxing flowed through his whole body.

After practicing boxing for two hours, I went back to the room to take a short rest, and then sat on the futon again to refine spiritual energy.

Near noon, Chen Pingan took out the spiritual artifact from the Pimazong ferry and placed it on the stone table in the gazebo. A celadon brush washer connected to the mountains and rivers of Dili Mountain, so once the restriction on Dili Mountain was opened, As long as the monks don't leave Beiju Luzhou, they can clearly see the landscape painting on the side of Dili Mountain. If they look across the continent, it will be very blurry.

Although Chen Pingan built the Water House, he didn't have any water techniques close to him, so he had to twist out a yellow paper cross-flow amulet, crush it lightly, and immediately the brush was filled with water, surrounded by clouds and mist.

In a blink of an eye, above the brush wash, an extremely flat and huge bluestone pagoda emerged. This is the most famous Dike Mountain in Beiju Luzhou, which is more familiar to monks than any other dynasty mountains.

On the bluestone hillside, neither side has yet appeared.

You can't see the scene beyond the mountain plain, just like the white mist of the Xianfu ruins, there is a clear boundary.

This made Chen Pingan feel a little regretful, originally he wanted to see the battle watching hill that was bought by Qiong Linzong.

And this merchant sect, known as "Qionglin sect with two sleeves, and invincible jade realm", is one of the people Chen Pingan wants to deal with the most during his trip to Beiju Luzhou. Of course, it's not that he admires the suzerain of Yupu Realm who "admits defeat to the five realms of the sword fairy", but this wealthy Qionglin sect is the largest buyer from other continents who bought Lizhu Dongtian natal porcelain back then.

Of course, it is impossible for Chen Pingan to go to Qionglinzong.

Chen Ping's Baozhai is not for nothing, he needs to let the other party come to him on his own initiative.

No matter how reasonable the two parties are, when and where they meet, Chen Pingan needs to be careful step by step, lay the groundwork carefully, and master the fire.

A Zongzitou Shanmen who can be ridiculed by Yizhou monks shows that the other party is extremely forbearing. At the same time, he may have no bottom line in doing things. This is a truly terrifying opponent.

Xu Xingjiu came to pay a visit with a large stack of landscape newspapers, and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen is also looking at Dili Mountain?"

Chen Pingan took the mansion newspaper, greeted with a smile, "If you're not busy, sit down and read it together."

Chen Pingan took out two jugs of Xianjia wine and handed Xu Xing a jug of wine. The two sat opposite each other and drank slowly.

In the Battle of Dili Mountain, among the ten young people in Beiju Luzhou, Yexiu Huang Xi and Wufu Xiuniang were close in ranking. One fourth, one fifth.

In a recent Shanshui Mansion newspaper, there are many new speculations about the reason for the life-and-death battle between the two. Some say that the two became hate because of love, and some say that Huang Xi is too young in this life, but he is too murderous. , Accidentally killed Wufu Xiuniang's close relative.

Xu Xingjiu took out a snowflake money, lightly threw it into the brush on the table, and it disappeared in a flash, turning into a ray of spiritual energy, blending into the fortune of the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away, all the things in the world that can carry the mirror, the water and the moon All the spiritual weapons and magic weapons have this supernatural power of "eating money".

Last time, Taihui Sword Sect Qi Jinglong and Taiping Mountain Queen Huang Ting fought against each other. Both of them were Yuanying Sword Cultivators who were in the bottleneck. In fact, they had a great influence on the landscape pattern of Dili Mountain. After World War I, Dili Mountain's spirit energy was depleted very seriously. If the upper five realms were to fight, it would surely devour the world's spirit energy. However, Dili Mountain is still so full of spirit energy. It is because there are countless onlookers who keep throwing immortal money into it .

Xu Xingjiu hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Chen, if I have the opportunity to travel far in the future, can I visit Mr. Liu at Taihui Sword Sect?"

Xu Xingjiu blushed a little, "I have always admired Mr. Liu."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "I can help you say hello in advance, but there is no guarantee that Liu Jinglong will definitely see you."

Xu Xingjiu's eyes lit up, and he quickly got up and bowed to express his thanks.

Chen Pingan said: "I remember one thing. In the future, when you visit Liu Jinglong in Taihui Jianzong, you must bring a few jugs of good wine. If you really want to meet, you don't need to say anything, just drink it first as a respect. Liu Jinglong likes to drink, but usually he can't let go of airs, someone has to take the lead. If he says he doesn't drink, don't believe him, it must be that you, Xu Xing, didn't drink enough."

Xu Xingjiu said with emotion: "So that's it, I understand! Mr. Liu is indeed exactly the same as the land dragon in the impression of the younger generation! A sword fairy who is willing to persuade others with reason must be the most temperamental!"

Chen Pingan nodded vigorously, "It must."

Chen Pingan looked at the rocky mountain on the table, waved his sleeves with both hands, and the green stone flat of the rocky mountain suddenly expanded in all directions.

He and Xu Xingjiu came to Dili Mountain in person like "two towering gods", standing on the stone flat.

It's just that the more important the mountains and rivers, the greater the restrictions, and the rank of the spiritual weapon that carries the mirror, water and moon will also affect the effect of watching the battle.

Chen Ping found that with his celadon brush washer, he could only see the grain-sized figures of Huang Xi and Xiu Niang without any accidents.

Chen Ping once asked Qi Jinglong if the sword energy of Great Sword Immortal could take this opportunity to kill people in Dili Mountain from thousands of miles away.

At that time, Qi Jinglong shook his head and said with a smile, there might be a chance in the Immortal Realm, and the Jade Raw Realm is not an extravagant hope, because the sword energy of a sword cultivator, the most important sword intent, will never be as pure as the fairy money, and it has no other meaning. And this little bit of meaning will make the fragile spiritual weapon carrying the mirror flower and water moon shatter on the spot. However, Qi Jinglong also said that there are indeed some ancient supernatural powers and side-by-side techniques on the mountain. In history, relying on the bridge of "Jinghuashuiyue" has harmed some mountaintops that used "Jinghuashuiyue" for profit. But monks who use this method must be careful to hide their identities, otherwise, they will easily become the enemy of the whole continent, for example, it may make those great monks in the Immortal Realm and even the Ascension Realm feel curious.

Before noon, there is still about a stick of incense.

Chen Pingan suddenly found a drop of tiny ripples on the sky of Dili Mountain.

Then someone laughed loudly: "Where is the invincible Jade Realm of the Qionglin School?"

Soon there were some ripples on the painting scroll of Dili Mountain, and someone replied: "I don't know what advice I have from seniors."

The person who spoke first obviously dropped another fairy coin, and said with a smile: "I regret that I gave birth to you back then."

The Yupu Realm cultivator who is the majestic master of Qionglin Sect is also really good-tempered, not only did not scold him back, but lost a grain rain coin, and said respectfully: "Senior, you are joking."

The two stopped talking.

But someone suddenly smiled and said: "Sect Master He, have you considered it? If you don't speak, I will take it as your agreement."

Xu Xingjiu said softly: "It must be that Xu Xuan."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Xu Xuan, the disciple of Baishang, the greatest swordsman in the north. The second person among the ten young people was ranked ahead of Qi Jinglong.

A vicissitudes of life sounded, "Hey, do you want to drink the wedding wine of Xu Xuan and He Xiaoliang? Such a match made in heaven, I must drink this glass of wedding wine."

A woman said coldly: "I already have a Taoist companion."

One stone startled a thousand waves.

"Congratulations, Sovereign He."

"May I ask Sect Master He, who is the person who becomes a Taoist partner with you?"

"Fairy He, my heart is broken. From now on, there will be one less fool in the world."

In the end, Xu Xuan's words stopped all the commotion, "It's okay, once he dies, you will lose your immortal companion."

He Xiaoliang sneered and said: "Why don't you and I make an appointment to walk through the mountains? As long as you dare to kill this person, I will let Bai Chang cut off the incense."

Xu Xuan didn't speak anymore.

Xu Xingjiu said regretfully: "I never thought that a celestial being like Sect Master He would have a Taoist companion. I really don't know which man has such a blessing."

Xu Xingjiu suddenly noticed that the senior Sword Immortal opposite him had an uneasy expression on his face.

Chen Ping lowered his head and took a sip of wine, his expression returned to normal.

It's almost noon.

A white rainbow broke through the sky and landed in the center of the stone flat of Dili Mountain.

On the edge of the Dili Mountain, there is a woman wearing a veiled hat, who walks onto the blue stone flat, with a long knife and a short sword hanging from her waist.

Chen Ping's picture scroll of sharpened mountains, where the clouds and mists are rising, tries to make both sides appear in the picture scroll. It doesn't matter whether the faces of the two people can be seen clearly.

In fact, many qi practitioners who watched the battle against Mount Li through mirrors, flowers, water, and moons may not have seen the specific moves of both sides clearly from the beginning to the end. A few times, at most, I saw those magic weapons for attacking and immortal family techniques blooming brilliantly.

Therefore, there have always been rumors on the Luzhou Mountain in Beiju that it is not a Jindan Earth Immortal, so there is no need to expect to see the slightest way of fighting against each other in Dili Mountain.

Regarding the origin of this female master Xiuniang, especially the origin of martial arts, there is no Shanshui Mansion newspaper in Beiju Luzhou that can explain clearly.

Xu Xingjiu soon began to rejoice that he came here instead of staying with his master to watch the battle of Dili Mountain. He usually watched the battle of Dili Mountain with his master. Shen Zhenze would often adjust the angle of the scroll and shrink the size of the scroll, but still Many key scenes will be missed. However, in Xu Xingjiu's view, they are not as accurate as the senior sword fairy in front of him who grasped the battle situation so accurately, the elusive lady, her punches, Yexiu Huang Xi's overwhelming spells and the delivery of the attacking magic weapon. Although it is inevitable that there are some omissions, Xu Xingjiu found that it was his first time to watch the battle of Dili Mountain, so "real" and intertwined, at least he could roughly see the context of the fight between the two sides.

Chen Pingan concentrated on watching the battle, constantly switching scrolls.

That female martial artist, the strength that was revealed for the time being, is a genuine remote traveler, with extremely fast punches and extremely strong physique.

This is still her without a sword out of its sheath.

As for whether he is a martial artist at the top of the mountain, just wait and see.

Although the face and age of the martial arts master are not as hard to recognize as those who practice Taoism on the mountain, the higher the level of pure martial arts and the faster the mountain climbing, the less likely the two will be directly linked.

This is especially true for female warriors, who can also delay the aging of their appearance.

Huang Xi was an extremely young Nascent Soul cultivator, a few years younger than Qi Jinglong, ranked third and fourth on the list, both less than a hundred years old.

The existence of these cultivating geniuses is itself a kind of pressure, and it will indeed make those Jindan earth immortals who are often two or three hundred years old feel that a lot of their time has been taken away by dogs.

Suddenly, the landscape painting tends to be blurred and unstable.

Chen Pingan was taken aback for a moment.

Xu Xingjiu hurriedly threw in a few snowflake coins familiarly, and the picture scroll became clear again.

Chen Pingan felt that the fairy house mountain's mirror flowers and water moons were really a good business with huge profits, but if Luopo Mountain also had this business in the future, how could they make money? Could it be that relying on Zhu Lian and Zheng Dafeng to tell stories? Chen Ping'an was worried about the bad reputation of Luopo Mountain. In the future, when his disciples went down the mountain to practice, maybe the women would be fine, but the men should not be guarded against thieves? Chen Pingan really couldn't think of any other ways, so he invited Qi Jinglong to Luopo Mountain to be a teacher in a school, and talked about it once or twice? Zhu Lian, an old cook, cooks and cooks a big table of sumptuous dishes? Or is Pei Qian practicing a set of crazy sword skills? Let Wei Bo play chess with others?

Chen Ping put aside distracting thoughts and continued to watch the battle intently.

For some reason, neither side seems to be in a hurry to separate life and death.

Xu Xingjiu was already a little dizzy, so he took a sip of the wine to suppress his shock.

Chen Pingan is still as immobile as a mountain, and still has to control the tossing and turning of the picture scroll of Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water.

Xu Xingjiu admired him even more.

Chen Pingan asked: "The Dili Mountain War, the longest battle, how long did it last?"

Xu Xingjiu said: "The longest battle in history, a Jade Realm Sword Immortal and a Immortal Realm cultivator, one attacked with all their strength, and the other resisted desperately. They were evenly matched. It seemed like they fought for a month."

Chen Ping stretched out his fingers and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. How many snowflakes would he have to eat if he watched the battle to the end?

Xu Xingjiu continued: "In history, there was another fight between two sword celestial beings. It took only half an hour to fight to the point where the spiritual energy of Dilishan Mountain was exhausted. No matter how frantically the monks who watched the battle poured down the immortal money, it was just a drop in the bucket. Therefore, only the mansion on the top of the mountain near Dili Mountain can see the shocking battle. However, I heard that the sword energy was surging and overflowing Dili Mountain. In order to protect the mountain from disaster, Qionglinzong had to Opening the Great Array of Mountains and Waters, he consumed more than 200 Grain Rain Coins in one go, and borrowed 200 Grain Rain Coins from the monks on the mountain, and doubled the compensation afterward. .”

Xu Xingjiu stood up suddenly, intending to say goodbye and leave.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Good thing, once the cave is opened, you can go up to the tower and watch the sea."

Xu Xingjiu left in the wind, and Yunshang City had already prepared his place to break through.

These days have been on the verge of breaking the border, just waiting for a subtle opportunity.

After Xu Xingjiu left, his master Shen Zhenze would help protect the Dharma.

The shortest is three to five days, and the longest is two or three years. No one can say for sure. It doesn't necessarily mean that the faster the barrier is broken, the better, nor is it that the slower the barrier is, the more stable it is. It still depends on the opportunity.

Hundred bones and orifices, sprinkling to generate a cool breeze. In the middle of the gloomy water, you can see through your true colors.

It's a pity that Chen Pingan hasn't experienced this scene yet.

As a Qi trainer of the third realm, his path took many detours, with some small bumps.

Chen Pingan continued to watch the battle.

Forging on the mountain, both sides of the battle have a heavy heart to kill.

But they are still testing each other, obviously looking for a chance to kill with one blow.

Chen Pingan himself has lost a few snowflakes.

After drinking a few sips of wine, there are always only those who pick up the wine from the bowl and dish, and how can they throw it into the dish.

These two people who were fighting were not kind.

An hour later.

Chen Pingan sat cross-legged on the stone bench, resting his cheek with one hand, and there was already a hill of snowflake money piled up beside him.

Judging by the posture of those two people, they can fight for a long time.

After about an hour, the top of Chen Pingan's snowflake money hill had been flattened.

An expert smashed down a Gu Yuqian, and laughed and cursed: "You couple! If you really want to love each other and kill each other, why bother taking other people's fairy money! Huang Xi, since he is a sword cultivator, if he can not die in Dili Mountain , sooner or later, you boy, you will receive a sword from me!"

It turned out that Yexiu Huang Xi turned out to be a hidden sword cultivator.

And the martial artist Xiuniang was also a big surprise, she was proficient in many fairy arts.

Although it looked like they were forging each other's way, but the two sides were fighting each other with a lot of murderous intentions. Chen Ping'an was a little curious about what kind of grievances and hatreds happened between the two, so that the place of life and death had to be forged in full view. Mountain.

At a certain moment of a stick of incense, Chen Pingan stood up, and suddenly crushed a large amount of snowflake money into spiritual energy, trying his best to maintain the landscape painting created by the celadon brush washer.

The female martial artist seemed to sacrifice a high-ranking heavy weapon on the mountain, like a bright sun, covering the entire Dili Mountain, even if she just looked at the landscape painting, Chen Pingan felt a little dazzling.

As a result, the luck of the mountains and rivers of a forged mountain was disturbed like a turbid pool of water, making it difficult for those who watched the battle to see clearly.

Chen Pingan could only vaguely see a slender black line cutting through the bright light that enveloped the world.

After a while.

Carved on the stone flat of the mountain.

Huang Xi, who had melted most of his flesh and blood and almost turned into half a bone, did not die. On the other hand, the amazing martial artist Xiu Niang has disappeared. I don't know whether it is because her body, spirit and soul are gone, or she is on the verge of life and death. Successfully escaped away.

Huang Xi staggered, walked a few steps, then rose against the wind and left Dili Mountain.

Chen Ping sighed unceasingly, as long as the level of the enemy is not too disparate to fight, thousands of spells and methods will eventually lose to a sword.

One sword breaks all spells.

Chen Ping put away the celadon brush washer and the pile of snowflake money.

There are still some rewards for watching this battle.

The female martial artist Xiu Niang's punching methods and the basic meaning of the punches are very interesting. It seems that Gu You's Shaking Mountain Fist and Zhulou Cui Cheng's punching are another extreme.

In the gazebo, Chen Pingan imitated a rough-shaped boxing frame, and slowly punched out in the way of the female warrior's fist.

After a while, Chen Pingan stopped and retracted his punches, because he couldn't learn it at all, and he didn't have the slightest intention to punch.

However, the harvest does not lie in the boxing stakes. Chen Pingan had expected this for a long time. The real benefit is that Chen Pingan has a wider understanding of boxing techniques in the world, and he will be more aware of the enemy in the future.

Chen Pingan began to close his eyes and meditate, trying to remember more of her punching intentions, even if he could only use a somewhat similar shape, it was still a way to deceive the eye.

After opening his eyes, Chen Pingan started to take a walk, rehearsed a lot, and after roughly knowing it, he remembered a sad thing for no reason.

Those golden talisman papers are not much left.

There are ten remaining.

You have to be smart about your budget.

The ancient talismans recorded in the "Authentic Book of Alchemy" are now Chen Ping'an, a Qi practitioner in the third realm, except for the entry-level talismans such as Yang Qi Lighting Talisman, he can't draw them at all.

Even the talismans drawn by Chen Pingan as a pure martial artist are easier and of higher rank than drawing talismans as a Qi practitioner.

It's a pity that the talismans drawn by Wu Fu couldn't close the mountain and close the door, and the aura of the talismans disappeared too quickly.

Chen Pingan took out the ten pieces of golden talisman paper from Fang Cunwu, counted them over and over again, and of course there would be no extra one out of thin air.

After leaving the gazebo, go to the room and sit on the futon, take off the sword fairy from the wall, put it across your knees, then take out the Yangjian gourd, and carefully control the shattered sword energy to leave the Yangjian gourd.

A whole ten days after that.

In the market outside Yunshang City, I never saw the young Bao Bao Zhai who set up a stall selling talismans.

In the capital city of Dali, His Majesty the young emperor held a small court meeting in the imperial study as usual.

More than 20 generals, ministers, and ministers gathered together. The imperial study room is not big, and when there are more people, it becomes a little crowded.

The oldest one is Mr. Guan, Minister of the Ministry of Officials. It seems that the grand meeting alone has exhausted the old man's energy and energy. Now he is sitting on a chair and dozing, holding a small charcoal cage wrapped in cotton cloth. It is a gift from the late emperor, and the eunuchs in the palace will keep it on their behalf. As long as it is a small court meeting in winter, there is no need for Mr. Guan to remind, someone will bring it and hand it to the old Shangshu who is already a hundred years old.

At this moment, the old man has already snored lightly, but neither His Majesty the Emperor nor the other important ministers of Dali have any intention of reminding the old man. Anyway, when the old Shangshu thinks it is a serious matter, they will wake up and say a few words .

At present, the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, who is in his prime, is reporting an important matter to the adults.

The female cultivator, whose name is Shi Qiu, has been rescued, and her whereabouts are unknown.

The previous two groups of priests and dead men of the Zhuying Dynasty had high and low morals, but without exception, they were all cautious and prudent old spies. File records of the owner of the ferry at that time. Hope to find clues, find out the key clues that the Dali Dynasty colluded with Jiaoshan and framed Zhu Yingjianxiu.

In fact, a group of people among them had already succeeded, instead of returning to Aquarius Continent by cross-continental ferry, they took a detour and traveled far away on the sea, but they were intercepted and killed by Dali monks at sea.

The most troublesome thing is the woman from Dajiao Mountain whose real name is Qiu Shi.

Unexpectedly, in the process of a mirror, she told the truth, saying that Mr. Jianweng from Beiju Luzhou was the one who planted the blame on the Zhu Ying Dynasty. Willing to die to prove the truth of this matter.

Now the mountain where Qiu Shi was housed has been closed to martial law by Da Li Qi Practitioners.

Shangzhuguo of Yuan's family was an old man with a delicate appearance. He rubbed his palms and said with a smile: "It's a good one to move the whole body with one stroke. Our Master's Lubo Pavilion, I don't know what he is busy with."

The burly Patriarch of the Cao family leaned back on the chair and said with a sneer, "Even if there is a mistake in the Lubo Pavilion, Yuan Yunshui will only spit in the court hall and do more practical things than you. Yuan Dazhuuo scolds the sky and scolds his colleagues every day. , you, Yuan Yunshui, are the best at picking stabs."

The Patriarch of the Yuan family smiled and said, "Cao Qiao, I am still Shangzhu Kingdom now, as for whether you think it is Dazhu Kingdom, I am not sure."

The Minister of Rites has been traveling thousands of miles.

It has always been so.

The Minister of the Ministry of Justice, who is also in charge of many things about mountains, rivers, gods and ghosts, was either an inconspicuous middle-aged man who was wearing an official robe that was too prominent, but he took the initiative to speak up and meddle in the messy affairs of the two Lords of Shangzhu Kingdom , said with a straight face: "Master Cao, Lord Yuan, at the Xiaochao meeting, every word here will determine the life and death of the people of Dali. Do you want to slow down your personal grievances?"

An old man from the Song clan, who is now in charge of the royal genealogy of the Dali Song clan, said with a smile: "Mother, I almost thought that Dali's surname was Yuan or Cao, and scared me, an old guy named Song, to death."

A military general who failed to lead the iron cavalry to the south like Cao Ping and Su Gaoshan, was short in stature and extremely strong in stature. Sitting on a chair, he looked a little funny, but the words he spoke were not light at all. He said in a deep voice: "If you have this spare time, it's better to have someone get rid of that nun who got in the way. Green Boting likes to eat dry food, so let the monks under my command do it, and make sure that even the person behind the scenes who rescued her will be taken care of." Clean it up."

The young emperor did not sit behind the desk, but moved a chair to sit closer to the courtiers, and he never spoke, sitting beside the stove, bending over and stretching out his hands, warming himself by the fire.

Next to it is an ordinary boxwood chair, which has been placed in this house for more than a hundred years.

Several Emperors of the Great Li Dynasty were "watched and grown up" by this chair.

The first emperor touched but never sat on it when he was a child, and the new emperor also only touched but never sat on it when he was a child.

The dragon chair has been replaced by several emperors, but this chair, which is not often occupied by people, has never been replaced.

In the corridor outside the imperial study room, the old eunuch said softly: "The national teacher has arrived."

The important ministers of Dali who were qualified to participate in this small court meeting got up one after another, even the old man Guan moved his buttocks, put his hands on the handle of the chair, he seemed to be awake, and then got up to meet the embroidered tiger.

Although the young emperor didn't stand up to greet him, he also straightened his waist.

An old Confucian scholar stepped into the threshold, bowed to the emperor, and showed no arrogance in his expression.

Emperor Song He nodded with a smile.

Cui Chan sat on the chair, turned his head to look at the old official minister who was still resting his hands on the handle of the chair, and said with a smile, "Shangshu Guan, is he going to get up or sit down?"

Mr. Guan said with a smile: "Master, please forgive me. At this age, everything is difficult except for squatting in the latrine and taking advantage of a little advantage."

Cui Chan waved his hand, "Let's talk about business."

As soon as the national teacher arrived, the atmosphere in the entire imperial study room suddenly became solemn.

Everyone couldn't help cheering up.