Chapter 416: If life is not happy

There are three moons hanging in the sky.
This is a sight that Haoran can never see.
Su Jie Yue Hui sprinkled in the heavens and the earth, shining like the 100,000 mountains like thick snow.
Just between the mountains that are endless, creaking, the sound can be easily spread hundreds of miles.
If there are immortals who can enjoy the wind and the wind, look down, you can see a golden armor that is as high as a mountain, moving a mountain and slowly trekking.
There are also some ancient beasts with a body length of a thousand feet, all of them bruised and bruised. Without exception, they were driven by the golden armor with long whip, and they served as hard laborers, and they worked hard and dragged the mountains.
Occasionally, there are some wild relics that can be taken for a while. Exhaustedly, some mountain peaks are used as pillows, and sleepy sleeps. The fierceness of the body has not been born in the end, and it has been exhausted by endless hard years.
This picture, in this world, can only be passed on by word of mouth, rumored by rumors, far from the truth.
Because no one dared to plunder over the 100,000 mountains.
In the long history, there have indeed been some big demons in the Five Realms who are not convinced of evil, and then they are dragged down by countless gold prices, and eventually become one of those hard-working monsters, becoming a permanent sleep in the mountains. One of them has a huge skeleton and cannot even reincarnate.
On the top of the mountains, there is a broken huts, behind the house is a vegetable pot, with a rare green, the huts are surrounded by a slanting wooden fence, a skinny watchdog, squatting at the door.
A thin old man stood on the open space outside the door, facing the mountain, reaching out and scratching his gang, not knowing what he was thinking.
The thin dog suddenly got up, flew out and snarled in one direction.
A hurricane-like hurricane shaped like a tornado swept away and directly shattered a large black cloud that covered one of the bright moons.
The old man is still indifferent.
When the sea of ​​clouds broke, around the land around the mountain, stood a gold armor, holding a variety of exaggerated weapons matching the body shape, including the snowy white bones of ancient beasts as rifles.
One of the golden armor will throw a white bone spear in the hand and throw it out into the sky. The thunder will roll like it seems to have the power to open up.
The spear flew straight into the sky at two points in the sky.
The two visitors who came from afar were all human beings.
One of the tall old men, wearing a bright red robes, robes on the surface, sea, faintly revealing a face of Zhang Yan, trying to reach out to explore the sea, just quickly disappeared, was Blood is drowning.
The burly old man has a black belt with an unknown material and a piece of long sword.
The old man was surrounded by a younger face of the younger generation. Each side of the waist hangs a long sword on both sides, and a white sword is slanted back to reveal the hilt of the three long swords.
Seeing that the spear is about to break through, the young man’s eyes are hot, but not for the spear, but for the old man who is facing them.
The imposing spear was glanced at by the red robe old man, and it turned into powder and scattered around.
The rest of the sharp throwing weapons, like a glimpse, are all broken up without being close.
The old man in the red robe was a little annoyed, not because of the attack, but the old-fashioned hospitality of the old guy. It’s too small, just let the golden armor shot, so that the heads in the cage under the ground The old man put it out, it’s almost the same.
The old man in the red robe sneered, "The old nephew, you are not in someone else's territory for a long time, you really forgot who the owner is? Take these to tickle me?!"
I saw him slap in the palm of his hand, and a golden armor on the ground was instantly smashed into the ground and dusty.
After that, the shots kept on the ground, and a series of sounds of firecrackers appeared on the ground. All the golden armor that stood as a mountain was not seen.
The little old man in the foothill turned his head and looked at the big demon who stood at the top of the world.
His eyes were empty, like two abyss that were dark and bottomless.
This short old man, who is called the old scorpion, is still scratching his gang.
For the sake of reason, if the same 13th monk, or those few hidden secrets, fight in their own homes, unless the outsiders carry unreasonable weapons, of course, this kind of thing is also a few When the world is added together, all come over, except for four swords, such as a white jade, or a string of beads, a book, in addition to the home, the world is generally invincible. Even killing each other is possible.
Especially after losing the first level of the two worlds, if you are full of support, go to other places to scatter, and be suppressed by the rules of the heavens and the earth, that is the most "naturally righteous" thing.
It’s just that there are so many big things, there are always a few exceptions, what a strange thing.
For example, this old nephew, a foreigner who is very wild, has a hard life and is still far away from the host.
Another example is the rancid cow nose in the world.
The old scorpion hoarsely said, "It’s almost the same for the guy. As for the two of you, stand up so high, I’m going to be welcome."
The "young man" with five swords on his body smiled.
As one of the youngest ones, the Shangwu Wujian Sword Demon, participated in the earth-shattering war, and even won the Jianxian Great Wall swordsman, which made the other party have to be one of the overhanging gatekeepers.
He felt that the old scorpion under his feet was really powerful, but he was not so powerful that he could not be ruthless.
The old man in the red robe has a sullen face, and the fierceness of the old man has to make the long rivers around him stagnate.
But in the end he just snorted and turned away.
The young sword-sex demon who had a good battle was hesitant, and there was a slightly anxious word between the lakes. "Come on!"
Suddenly, a huge pulling force swept the sword to repair the demon.
The sword fairy big demon is about to take the opportunity to put out the sword. He will be the old blind man for a while, but he finds that the old man in the red robe screams and grabs his shoulder and throws it hard to the sky.
Then the old man in the red robe swung a large sleeve and rolled out a river, trying to interrupt the air machine that had been fixed on the sword of the younger generation.
The sky is turned over and the air is tangled.
Feeling the sensation of the robes on the boulevard, the red robe old man's face changed slightly, and he swung the big sleeves. The rivers almost gathered into a huge lake. Destroyed?!"
The old scorpion stopped the action of scratching the gang.
At this time, a majestic voice was introduced into this great "small world", "enough."
The old man in the red robe angrily stopped his hand, put away the magical powers, and returned to the big sleeves with blood.
The old scorpion reached out and grabbed the sword and the fairy squatting at his feet. He squatted down, and the horrified young demon found himself unable to move. The little old man reached out and took an eyeball from his eyelids. Chewing in the mouth, turned his head and snorted, spit on the ground, and the result was that the skinny old dog drooled and flew, and swallowed.
The old nephew stood up and picked it up with his toes and kicked the sword fairy who lost one eyeball into the air. "This is what you look at."
Heaven and earth return to silence.
After the old nephew took his hands, he walked to the courtyard door and looked at the old dog. He smiled and said, "The dog can't change it."
He began to raise his hand and scratched his gang. He turned to the edge of the cliff. He always felt that the "ink and ink" in some places on this scroll needs to be deleted or increased.
Just keep standing.
The old man suddenly frowned, hesitated, his fingers moved, and the golden armor that had risen again was seated again.
This time, the guest is an old man and a young woman from the Great Wall of Jianqi.
The old nephew gave a smile to the young woman who was awkward. Even if he saw it, he would only feel embarrassed.
Then he turned to look at the old man and angered, "Chen Qingdu, don't bother me! I don't help anyone this time!"
The swordsman of the Great Wall of Jianqi, Chen Qingdu.
Chen Qing asked, "Are you still personal?"
The old nephew replied, "You ask yourself, are we still people?"
Chen Qing nodded, "I am."
The old nephew was silent for a moment and asked, "The two worlds are playing harder. Can they be powerful in the past? It’s just that the one is killed, but it’s even more broken. It’s the same year, after tens of thousands of years, it can change. Where is it going? Isn’t the world still such a bird? What is the significance? Maybe it’s a complete overhaul, and it’s a good one.

Chen Qing said, "Let's take your eyes."
The old nephew suddenly smiled. "Always good.
Have you watched this watchdog for life. The rabbit is dead and the dog is not cooked enough. Would you like to taste it again? I see you, the criminals' survivors. The reason why you left a field today is that Chen Qingdu and you are tired. I have been here for so long, knowing why I have been unwilling to go north. I am afraid that when I see you the biggest joke in the world, I will live and laugh.

The old scorpion pointed to the shivering old dog at the entrance to the hospital. "You yell at Chen Qingdu, where is it better than it?"
The old scorpion deflected his gaze and smiled at the young woman's hoarse voice. "Ning 丫头, you don't worry, it has nothing to do with you, you are still very good."
Ning Yao silently.
Chen Qingdu quickly left with Ning Yao.
The old nephew sighed softly, no longer had the mood to appreciate the unfinished picture of the mountains and rivers, and went to the courtyard door to see the old dog who looked up and flattered his tongue. The old man suddenly stretched out his foot and stepped on the old dog. On the back of the ridge, it immediately choked for mercy, and the old scorpion directly smashed the entire skeleton of the vitality, which was extremely strong and tenacious. It relied on the eyeball of the young big demon, and it would soon recover.
The old man squatted and walked into the yard.
The sword is on the wall of the Great Wall.
The old sword is sitting cross-legged, and Ning Yao is drinking.
Chen Qing is indifferent. "You don't have to fight for me. The oldest nephew is the most injured person at the time, so it is not the rumor of the outside world. It is a battle with the ancestors of the wild world. It is very early to lose the eyes." Before, he reached out and took out his eyes, one was thrown into the vast world, one fell in the blue sky. I went to find him this time, just to hear his sentence, 'Who is also Don't help, it's already very good."
Ning Yao nodded.
Ning Yao drank half a pot of wine and turned to look at the boss sword fairy.
Chen Qing smiled and said, "Ning Shutou, I am not talking about you, you are going back to your own home, here is my grandfather, my site, how can you be rushed by people?"
Although the mouth said so, the old man still jumped off the wall and walked back to his hut.
In fact, he knows the reason. The kid once punched the wall.
Ning Yao took a reel from the sleeve, put the jug on one side, then squatted on the wall and spread the light of the long river. Is this the third or fourth time?
On the scroll, the scene is in the fairy grave where she has been to, a group of children are putting paper, there is a dark and thin child, a person sitting far away, looks like a single shadow, there are peers flying in the paper run, passing by Next to the guy, he licked the paper, then crouched down, picked up a piece of mud, threw it over, saw the figure that turned and ran, the tall child with a paper basket, laughing.
Ning Yao stretched out a finger and knocked on the scroll, just poking on the head of the tall child, she licked some.
She then took back her hand and watched the picture so quietly.
There are actually a lot of things in the scales, but she only looks at one frame at a time.
She turned over and folded her hands under the back of the head and gently rocked one leg.
Like him, it has nothing to do with the picture.
I saw a picture scroll, just changed from like to become more like.
She Ning Yao, who she likes, has nothing to do with heaven and earth.
Chen Pingan can do a million punches for her.
Can this be great?
Ning Yao opened her eyes and she felt that she could continue to like him even if she died a million times.

Mao Xiaodong told Chen Pingan that the undercurrent of the Dagu capital city would not affect the Cliff College. The most happy of course was Li Baowan, and Chen Ping began to wander around the capital. I asked Xiaoshi to eat the two Xiaoxiang small restaurants that she frequented. I have seen the places of interest in the various places of Datun, and spent more than half a month. Li Baobo said that there are still some small and interesting places. However, through Cui Dongshan’s chattering, I learned that Xiaoshi’s uncle has just been practicing the spirit of the two worlds. It is the key period that needs to be kept day and night to capture the aura of the heavens and the earth. Li Baowan intends to follow the rules of his hometown,
the rest
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Chen Pingan began to practice really.
With the pure yang of a certain time of the day, it is warm and filthy, and it resists the evil of the evil spirits and turbidity.
The Qing spirits that are taken at certain moments in the night focus on nourishing the two acupoints that have already opened the government and placed the life.
Due to the refining of the golden wendan, it involves a lot of Confucian practice. Mao Xiaodong personally produced a collection of poems, pointing out Chen Pingan, and reading through the most famous hundred poems in history.
I learned that Chen Ping’s travels so far away, even on the map of the two continents, even an ancient battlefield site has never been seen in person. Only in that small flower garden, I saw a group of monks chanting Buddhas on a battlefield, so they will Chen Pingan learned a pass.
Day and night tour of the real body, has been "closed" by Mao Xiaodong, or the symbol is higher, the speed of the spirit is slower, it is not a good thing.
As for the method of opening the door, it is Cui Dongshan who, after Chen Heping detailed about the origins of the real body, Cui Dongshan went back to try to figure out the gongs and drums, and it really became.
Cui Dongshan squinted and said that he wanted to turn over the "Dan Zhen Zhen Ji". He was willing to pay for a small summer money every time he turned a book.
Chen Ping did not agree.
Saving money to accompany Chen Pingan and Li Bao bottle for a few times, I really feel that I am more comfortable in the college, walking around every day, going out late in the morning, tired and half dead, where is there in the Cui Dongshan yard with Li Wei Blowing and playing, playing backgammon, and then looking for an excuse to stay in the academy, Chen Pingan also feels that the money has gone so far, one step is no less than them.
It’s time to play and play in the academy, but every day, I will check the copying of the money, and let Zhu’s attention to the money and the practice of practicing the sword. Important, Chen Pingan is not particularly valued, but a musk can be quite a lot.
Mao Xiaodong often chats with Chen Pingan. Among them, there is a saying that "the decree is only a tool for ruling the country, not a source of turbidity."
It should be that Mao Xiaodong is worried about Chen Ping’s younger brother, who has accidentally gone further and further on the way to the Fa, and has to make a sound reminder.
Mao Xiaodong smiled at the time. "This sentence is not what our Confucian scholars say. It is not a deliberate depreciation of the Legalists and a promotion of Confucianism. It is a cool and profound Chinese scholar who is famous for his history. He said it himself."
Chen Ping nodded and recognized.
In Cui Dongshan’s yard, the money is often with Li Wei, and it’s turned over and over. Seeing the romance novels of the rivers and lakes, it’s fast and slow, so I often quarrel for the fact that I shouldn’t turn the pages. The Aquarius will also be accompanied for a while, but the money and Li Wei like to watch the sword, the flesh and blood, the stagnation of life and death.
Li Baobo also looks at these things, but he prefers to look at those characters who may not even have a name. Why do you think this person will do this in the book and here?
Zhu Chuan took out a copy of his own manuscript, which was written in a book where a man and a woman had fallen into disarray, and they were humiliated by the rivers and lakes and the unknown young people. After Yu sneaked it, he was shocked.
Zhu Xuan feels that Yu Lu is not his own confidant, and he is extremely involved.
On the other side of the Cui Dongshan study, there are piles of ancient paintings with scent of scent. There is a bird's-eye flower on the picture, there is a new mountain rain, and there is a fishing map of the old man.
As a result, Li Wei and Qian Qiang were added to the paintings on the night, and on these famous paintings, they arbitrarily sketched and painted landscapes.
For example, in the money, the bird cage is painted on the bird, and the twist is twisted. The inspiration comes from the cage of Miss Liu’s.
At the boatside of Lonely Boat, Weng Li painted a strange fish that was bigger than a small boat.
After Cui Dongshan saw it, he was not angry.
Cui Dongshan took out a quirky court painting one day, screaming at the ghosts and refreshing the summer map, and he was content with himself. He said that he had to give long-term insights.
The money was carefully watched, and the result became bigger between the moments. It almost broke through the scrolls, scared the money and almost disappeared, and even dared to sit still and cry silently.
Until I saw Chen Pingan, I just raised my mouth.
As a result, Cui Dongshan was chased by Chen Pingan, even with his fists and feet, swearing and swearing, and even the dialects of Longquan County’s hometown were pulled out of his mouth. Grab a broom, squatting on the back of Cui Dongshan, Cui Dongshan fluttered out, and fell to the ground to kill, only to barely escape.
Cui Dongshan occasionally said something serious.
On this day, a bunch of people somehow talked about the life of the person. Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "Should you know the snake skin? The gentleman grew up in the country, and he should have seen a lot."
Chen Ping nodded, Li Baojian and Li Wei also nodded.
Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "If the soul of the people is based on the foundation, and the rest of the skin and flesh are clothes, then you guess, a common man who lives to be 60 years old, how many pieces of ‘human leather clothes’ will he have to replace in his life?

I feel that this is something that makes her feel creepy.
Cui Dongshan smiled and held out a finger.
Keep your eyes wide open, "Ten?"
Li Bao bottle frowns "100?"
Li Wei was purely for the purpose of tearing down the Taiwanese. He liked to raise the bar with Li Baobo and the money, and he said, "One thousand!"
Cui Dongshan nodded. "In this life, people will change a thousand pieces of leather clothes without knowing it."
Cui Dongshan continued, "plus those in the world that are incomparable to the heavens and the earth, so there are spiritual beings in the world, and after becoming the charm, they are willing to become human figures."
"The royal porcelain of your hometown dragon kiln is so fragile and vulnerable. It is most afraid of bumps. Why does the emperor still want to burn people? Don’t directly ask for the mud on the mountain, or the pottery tank that is more solid. ?"
Li Xiao smiled and said, "Good-looking, worthy. Cui Dongshan, would you ask this kind of brainless question?"
Cui Dongshan swears that "Yes, right, you have a brain. If you grow up, you will have a tiger head and a tiger."
Li Wei made a face, and he smiled and said, "I don't listen, I don't listen."
Chen Pinghui will smile.
Chen Pingan was sitting in the corridor of Cui Dongshan's yard, picking up the sword but not drinking, palms against the gourd mouth, and gently shaking the jug.
The small courtyard is temporarily unmanned, and it is rare to be quiet for a while.
After refining the two pieces of water and gold, refining the third genus of the genus, it became a hurdle.
However, according to Zhang Shanfeng's statement, the usual practice of the gentleman, three pieces of the life is enough, one attack and one defense, the last one to help the spirits to capture the aura faster, is a very good achievement of the monks under the land fairy.
Regarding the first and fifteen flying swords, whether it can be refining Chen Ping’s own life, Cui Dongshan said nothing. He only said that the sword of Yuan Yingjian’s sword was given away, even if it was She succeeded in refining this life, but compared to the sword of the sword repair, it seems that the difference is not big, in fact, the difference between the mud and the mud, but the so-called chicken ribs, compared to the Shangwu Wuxi, Ordinary celestial, with this opportunity, can deprive a sacred sword of the celestial sword, and use it for its own use, or it can burn high incense.
Fire, earth, wood.
The remaining three pieces of life.
The idea of ​​using the Daxie dynasty five-color society as a sacred object was completely dispelled by Chen Ping.
The old watcher of the Taoist view, once let the little virginity with the huge gourd, the fire dragon that mentioned the girl, can be used for refining, but Chen Ping is not mad, not to mention this Desperate and mad, Chen Pingguang was very helpless when he thought of the anti-thief's eyes. I am afraid that this kind of thought, as long as I know it, I will definitely be taken by the soldier's saint directly to hammer the sword and hammer him into a mud.
Then don't think about the fire of the Five Elements.
So the last thing left is wood.
Chen Pingan actually had some plans, that is, the old banyan tree that was cut down, but at that time, the people were divided up. The sapwood sword that stayed in the Great Wall of the Sword was the one that he let the little bottle back. One of the lychees.
Song's salary has said that the changes in his hometown, it is obvious that the town's people are now more savvy than the one, and the eyes of the horns of the horns are not bad, and may not be left to Chen Ping's chances.
Chen Pingan scratched his head.
Lie back.
Today is the pure Wufu of the five peaks.
The two martial arts, the beginning of all things is difficult, Chen Pingan himself knows the hard-won of this two-level monk.
Carrying the sword fairy of the half sage, but unless you fight hard, it is not easy to draw a sword.
There are two flying swords in the sword, and the fifteenth of the life is small. The first day is already rebellious. It is connected with Chen’s mind. Every day, I will eat the last and largest strip of dragons. station.
Wearing a robes and gold robes, it is good to wear them before the seven worlds. Instead, they can help to quickly capture the aura of the heavens and the earth. To a large extent, it is enough to make up for the fatal flaws in the cultivation of talents after Chen Ping’s Changsheng Bridge was broken. In the way of the internal view, the green children who are condensed by the water transport are still one-eyed and resentful. It is obviously a situation in which the water aura often fails to make ends meet, which makes it difficult for them to be trapped in a difficult situation. They are particularly wronged.
It was the little man of the Confucianism who was manifested by the golden daring, which made Chen Pingan have some unexpected joys. He rode the dragon that was purely infuriating and condensed, every day, triumphant, happy and happy, helping Chen Pingan to hunt his own small world. This move can help the soul, help Chen Pingan to expand the veins, and some of the indulgent impurities left behind after the war, hidden in the depths of the soul of the muddy and dirty, by the little man riding the fire dragon, like a The generals, single-handedly attacking the city over there, diligently, cleaning up the anti-thief Yu Yu hiding in the deep forest.
However, it and the Fire Dragon, and the same green and green boy who is the same diligent and friendly, are obviously not very cozy, and the two sides have already put on the situation of old and dead.
After stumbling and crashing, it is not easy to become a practicing sergeant.
Make a choice.
In order to survive, he struggled to practice his fists and Chen Ping did not hesitate.
But now life is no worries. As long as you are willing, it is not difficult to get into the six realities today. For example, those who are wealthy portals have to worry about earning gold or silver, which makes Chen Pingyi very uncomfortable.
The bones are used to the poor, always feel that a bag of copper coins in your hand, or the thin layer of rice in the rice tank, is truly your own.
Even if there is a Jinshan Yinshan around, I still feel that even if they are their own today, they will wake up and tomorrow will be someone else's.
Chen Pingan knows that this is not right, but Jiangshan is difficult to change. In this case, it cannot be said that it is not moving forward, but after all, it is slow.
In fact, in a few years, Chen Pingan knows that many things have changed a lot. For example, if you don’t wear sandals and put on boots, you will be awkward and almost lose your way. For example, wearing a robe of gold and a jade scorpion, I always feel that I am the kind of monkey and the crown that I said in the book. For example, for the dream that once said to Lu Tai, I will buy a lot of useless things that cost money. I want to have a new home in Longquan County one day.
Chen Pingan raised his legs and gently swayed.
The lotus little sneaky sneaks from the ground to probe the brain, flew up the stairs, and finally climbed to the back of Chen Ping’s instep.
Chen Pingan extended his finger to his mouth and motioned not to speak.
Since Cui Dongshan first appeared in the village of Qinglan, the lotus villain almost did not show up. This is what Chen Ping wanted to do. Although he did not understand it, he did it.
The lotus man with only one arm reached for his mouth and smiled and nodded.
Chen Pingan swayed his legs. The little guy seemed to be swinging. If he didn't always pout, it would have been giggling.
As soon as I saw the cheerful little man in the lotus, Chen Pingan had a lot of peace of mind, and those distractions and worries were swept away.
Chen Ping closed his eyes, not long after, found that the instep was light, turned his head and looked at it, the little guy learned that he was lying on his legs.
After discovering Chen Ping, it smiled and narrowed his eyes.
Chen Ping is lying sideways and it is also like a school.
Chen Pingan began to shake his head and looked like he had a word, but he did not make a sound.
The little guy draws a scoop of gourd and imitates Chen Pingan.
I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
Chen Ping did not know.
Cui Dongshan is outside the courtyard of the small courtyard, his head is against the wall, and his body is like a slope.
Cui Dongshan knows Chen Pingan, why he deliberately let the lotus villain hide from himself.
Because in the eyes of Chen Ping, the now carefree lotus villain is already the best.
He doesn't even want to, and he doesn't want to know the lotus villain. Is it really rare? Is it very valuable? Is it useful?
So Cui Dongshan was a little uncomfortable.
Because he wants to tell Chen Ping, that little guy, it really is really not easy.
However, Cui Dongshan did not know why, and pondered to ponder it. Although she knew that she would tell me, in Chen Ping’s side, the end would be the same result, but Cui Dongshan thought about it and suddenly felt that he would not say it. In fact, it is quite good.
After Cui Dongshan thought about this, he smiled and returned to normal. His head slid back and stood straight, and drifted forward quietly.
If you are not happy in life, just because you have not met my husband.
Cui Dongshan is very happy at the moment, because as long as he takes this sentence to the small treasure bottle to invite the work, maybe he can take a seal less than once.
So Cui Dongshan flew away, went to the window sill of the school, and stared at the little girl in the red dragonfly skirt.
The result was angered by Mr. Book.
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