Chapter 763: On the blue peak

Song Jixin stood for a while, then turned around and left silently, as he said, two clay bottle lanes have been their neighbors for many years, but there is not much to talk about. people. It's just that neither of them thought that once there was only a courtyard wall, a loudly endorsed "Governor's illegitimate child", a kiln apprentice who erected his ears to eavesdrop on the reading of books. Worried, there is a younger brother with a maid in charge of housework. One is a sloppy mud leg who is often hungry and occasionally helps to carry water. It will become a powerful lord of the second great dynasty, a hidden officer of the Great Wall.
Song Jixin couldn't help but looked up at the sky. I wonder if the sunlight and moonlight that had been scattered in the clay bottle lane at that time, would you feel that the trip to the world was worthwhile?
Song Ji walked slowly, without saying goodbye to Chen Ping'an. It was originally like a barnyard grass growing in a paddy field. Passers-by wouldn't take a few glances. But because of being a neighbor, it's about ten years of dealing All the childhood and youth time was given to the house, the narrow alley, and Song Jixin was really annoyed. Today, things are still happening in the grass since childhood.
What does it have to do with him.
I never thought that Chen Pingchang shook his back and shouted Song Ji salary. Song Ji salary turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"
Chen Ping'an walked over to him, "Is there a house for pilgrims here at the Dadu Temple? If you have one, please help me get one."
Hurrying on his own, Jiang Shangzhen's Yunzhou ferry is estimated to be at noon tomorrow at the earliest before he can reach the Xianjia ferry near Dalipandu and the Spring Breeze.
Song Jixin nodded and said: "For the sake of a brand-new booklet in the Old Dragon City Mansion, I will help you open this mouth."
In the battlefield of the old dragon city, because of a series of strange monster monks, the casualties were big, and the secretary of the Dali Mansion Lang, who has reviewed countless secret records of the Dali file, failed to find the other party’s roots. The undocumented booklet quickly identified the identities of'Nightmare' and'Stolen Face', and was able to reverse the situation, otherwise the battle damage of the monks would be great. Later, the booklet, the prince Song Mu, passed down, and the old dragon city published thousands of copies on the same day. It was widely circulated, and the mountain monks who participated in the battle of the old dragon city almost had one.
Later, with this booklet detailing more than one hundred kinds of demon clan monks, each continent found many cunning demon clandestines hidden in the mountains and wells, an unnamed book, known as "Soushanlu" by later generations of monks Compared to the earlier "Sou Shan Tu", of course, it is still incomparable, but it can be used to check the gaps for the latter.
Chen Ping'an just didn't know what booklet.
Song Jixin looked at this expressionless old neighbor, probably because he looked too much like a child, he couldn't help but get used to saying a few words, and said with a smile: "It seems that every time I chat with you, I have such a paralyzed expression on my face, dead fish eyes, stuffed gourd, and I can't play a fart with a few sticks..."
Yomo was aware of the other party's endurance limit. Song Ji turned his words and smiled sincerely, saying: "But you are lucky, according to the old people in the nearby alleys, your temper will follow your father, and your appearance will follow your mother. In addition, before the relocation of the Mountain God Ancestral Temple, Wei Shanjun did not embarrass him, and finally gave Qidun Mountain this Fengshui treasure, let the Song Mountain God rebuild the temple, just when I owe you. A human relationship. As for whether Chen Ping'an admits it or not, whether or not to ask for it in the future is your business. Anyway, Song Mu is very affectionate."
Chen Pingping said: "As early as this, I will be a man, so I won't eat that meal."
Song Jixin stretched his hand and rubbed his neck subconsciously, "Don't say it so lightly, I almost strangled you, OK. That thing is indeed what I did badly, and I apologize to you later. I know that you are the most vengeful, and that's it, we should clear this old account."
Song Jixin once wrote a feng shui statement indiscriminately, abducted Chen Ping'an to be an apprentice in Longyao to ask for life, so that Chen Ping'an broke an oath, and then gave Chen Pingan the truth, he almost strangled Song Jixin in the clay bottle lane The dark and lean boy, with a thin bamboo pole-like stature, was astonishingly powerful. Song Jixin, who looked like a noble son, was turned around. After that, he was really upset for many years. Just looking back, even if Chen Pingan was determined to kill him, death would certainly not die, because the dead man who was responsible for staring at the big bottle of Little Alley, actually secretly watched the scene beside. Before the rise of the great state of the country, before the uncle Song Changjing took him to the incense bridge to worship incense, in the early years of the clan's family tree, he first changed from "Song He" to "Song Mu", and then his name was erased. Song Ji salary is absolutely impossible to die.
Chen Pingan nodded and said, "I have no enemies between you and me. It is best to clear the two."
Song Jixin hesitated and asked, "How do you count with Dali?"
Chen Pingan said: "There is a three feet above the head, and every step of the foot is rational."
Song Jixin smiled and took Chen Ping'an to find the temple wish, and said about the friend on the mountain next to him, planning to stay for a night. Of course, the temple wish not to say anything to a prince, the pilgrim house in the temple No matter how tight she is, she can still make room for some ideas.
Today's Jidu Temple Wish is an early trainer who studied at the Dalishanya Academy. He is 100 years old and still spirited. He is a monk in the Longmen Realm. He is the earliest group of scholars in Shanya Academy. The old man is not the Dali People, so when they took the initiative to study the Lili, they seemed very unique. During that period, the northern Dali was still recognized as a barbaric land in a continent, and the local literary tyrants and masters of the Dali dynasty were famous for their modesty at the time, so as to be able to communicate with the readers of the Lu dynasty and the Sui Dynasty. Sing and be proud, there are so many letters and few replies. Even if he has his own embroidered tiger, Cui Ying, and the head of the academy, Qi Jingchun, he is still unwilling to take care of the two in the article. At that time, there were many well-known sayings in the literary scholarship, such as the sunset of the Lu's mountain river, the crown In the north of a continent, the half-round moon of the Great Sui is still better than the full moon...
Fortunately, the horseshoes of the big Li Tieqi ride were loud. These essays said that the wind and sand were strong at the border, and the horseshoes stepped on, and the wind dispersed.
After receiving a definite answer from the temple, Song Jixin turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an and smiled and asked, "Then I don't care about you? I really want something. Now, I want to go to the capital to find someone." , You have to follow the rules of the mountain. How about, are there any more to talk about?"
Chen Ping'an first thanked the temple and expressed a smile to Song Jixin. "For the sake of you talking about a lot of clay bottles, I have nothing to chat with you."
Song Jixin didn’t mind if there was an outsider present, would he lose face, and quipped with Chen Ping An: "Several night banquets have made my personal money bag hurt. So you will have a big celebration in the future, I won't go."
Chen Ping said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if people don't arrive. The ceremony accompanying the capital's residence cannot be missed."
Song Jixin shook his head, "Fortune fans are still there."
Chen Pingan said: "This kind of words, you who bang in a small pocket, can't say me."
Miao Zhu was shocked. It was really unclear who the sacred swordsman who looked at the face was the sacred. He was fortunate enough to be so familiar with the prince Song Mu. He seemed to be not ordinary. Could it be a "hometown" over Lizhudongtian? For example, Ji Du took the post to the temple and wished Lin Shouyi, and he had some personal friendship with the prince who was a classmate, talking and chatting, and not very official. It's just that Lin Miaozhu speaks, and never talks about taboos again, or the man in front of him is not at random.
The number of times Song Mulai came to Dadu Temple to burn incense was one of the few. It was unavailable every three years. Every time I like to visit in private, I don’t like to show up. Helping people ask for a house in person is even more terrible.
Now that the situation of the Dali Temple is delicate, many measures have been taken by His Majesty the Emperor. The hills and hills are very popular, and the vassal courts of various countries that are busy revising the official history are well known as the emperor. But in fact, everyone knows the truth, and the prince Song Mu, who is always on the front line of the battlefield, has more incense with the fairy fairy on the mountain, especially the relationship between Song Mu and Dali Tieqi.
And there is also a small rumor that Emperor Song He is a disciple of the embroidered tiger Cui Ying, while Song Dynasty Emperor Song Mu is a student of Qi Jingchun. But the acting style of these brothers seems to be the opposite of the two gentlemen. Emperor Song and Rang Yizhou, such as Mu Chunfeng, the prince Song Mu killed and decisive in the war, sat in the capital and spent all these years, still iron fist, resolute and popular, Zhongyue Mountain Jun Jinqing, once violated the taboo, it was just a Shen from the palace, just Let a big mountain monarch come to the ancestral temple to confess his sins, so that there is a saying that "mountain and water bow their heads".
Miao Zhu didn’t dare to stay long, said the address of the house, and gave away a key.
Song Jixin said: "Leave."
I don't expect Chen Ping'an to send you all the way.
Unexpectedly Chen Ping said: "Send you to the door."
Song Jixin's flattered expression, "Is the sun coming out of the west?"
Chen Pingan said: "It's because you didn't disappoint Mr. Qi."
Song Ji salary rolled his eyes, "Don't owe it well."
Chen Ping'an didn't have a good air: "If you don't send it, you can't ask for it, you can't stop it."
Song Jixin shook his sleeves, and finally folded his arms, looking at the guy with a smile, "So sharp, this is not like you again."
After reaching out, Chen Pingan took off his long sword.
Frightened Song Ji by a big jump, he yelled and said: "What the are you doing? Chen Ping'an, don't bully people if you want to fight."
Chen Pingan glanced obliquely at the big lord Lili, holding the sword in his hand, hanging over the waist, but hesitated a little, not hanging on the left side, changing the position, replaced with the right side.
This seemingly more than one action, even saw Song Jixin's eyelids trembling straight, his mother Chen Ping'an was a hard-to-detect left-hander! Many times that year, such as watching Chen Ping'an sitting at the door and pulling blanks with his hands, even Song Jixin would forget this.
Chen Pingan said: "Ma Kuxuan is still at the edge of Dadu Shui. I'll go find him. I can't make it with you."
Song Jixin immediately twisted a golden messenger grate from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Then you two have a good chat, reminisce about the old, rest assured, with me here, accompany both sides, and will never interfere with the two of you."
Chen Ping An said: "Don't be nervous, just say hello, you can't call it. You don't have to deliberately remind the Daomen fairy on the city head."
Song Jixin frowned: "While we are watching the mountains and rivers, have we heard all of our words?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I have seen it, I haven't heard it, the prince has a big face."
Song Jixin recovered his smile and put away Fu Lu.
The two walked side by side.
Chen Pingping said: "You are a virtue, and you like to turn around and don't recognize people."
Song Ji salary smiled and said: "Chen Ping'an, it's almost enough, today you said a bunch of weird things, I'm all tolerant."
Chen Ping An said: "I have listened to your grotesque for almost ten years, and I didn't feel that I was tolerant. But in the end, I said a big truth that was not too pleasant to hear. I'm shaking my prestige here, I can't compare with those masters."
Song Ji's salary was not annoying at all, but instead he laughed aloud. One accidentally made his voice a little louder. As a result, he suffered Chen Ping's elbow, and Song Ji's salary was so painful that he grinned.
Gu Can’s mother-in-law in Nixian Alley, Li Huai’s mother-in-law in the west of the town, Xinghua Lane’s old lady, and Huang Erniang who sells wine in the town.
The four great masters are probably the masters of the simple folk customs of their hometowns and small towns. Gu Can, Li Huai, Song Jixin, Ma Kuxuan, Chen Ping'an are probably all juniors on this path...
When the younger generations of Lizhudongtian walked out of their hometowns, they did not know how many foreigners had learned the skill of these young people.
Song Jixin rubbed his ribs and said with emotion: "I miss it very much."
Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not yet time to remember the hardships and the sweetness. The fight on Yangguan Avenue is nothing more than hard work, death is death, and life is alive. Afterwards, the higher the night, the higher, the more It’s not easy to go, you can take your time. There is Liu Qingfeng in the front and Zhao You in the back, one is very powerful, and the other is familiar to you. No matter what, remember to pave the way for yourself first. As for whether the way back is up, or Going back, in short, it will be a retreat."
Song Jixin gave a nod, gently nodded, and suddenly turned his head, and asked softly, "Why not?"
Chen Pingan shook his head, "No. I don't even know you when I leave the ancestral temple."
Why don't you, Chen Ping'an, come to be the new Lishi new country teacher?
Forget it, I don't know any prince Song Mu, Chen Ping, I was just inside the ancestral temple today, and one of Mr. Qi's disciples, a disgruntled neighbor Song Ji salary, casually said a few words of heart.
In the end, it was a neighbor who had been a neighbour for many years, answering questions and answers like a dumb puzzle, but both sides knew it well.
Song Jixin was energetic, reaching for Chen Ping's arm, lowering his voice and saying, "Don't worry, I can wait!"
Chen Ping's arm gave a slight shock and flicked away Song Jixin's arm.
At the entrance of the temple, it only takes one step to cross the threshold. Song Jixin suddenly said: "Remember that public and private are distinct, and don't give others any chance."
Chen Ping's right thumb has quietly touched the hilt, "Don't forget that it's the right hand and the left foot."
Song Jixin smiled and crossed the threshold with his left foot, walked out of the Jidu Ancestral Temple, after stepping down the stairs, turned to look at the couplet.
Chen Ping'an is exactly the same, standing side by side with Song Ji salary again.
Song Jixin asked: "There are still blank plaques, do you have any ideas? If you have, I can do it quietly and keep it from leaking."
Chen Ping'an was silent.
Song Jixin said softly: "The top of each continent actually knows who is the one who worships and sacrifices, and all of them know the statue of the main hall. Now it is only a decoration. I believe that someone will soon make a proposal with Dali and replace it with more. A veritable naive boy, after all, she is the only real dragon in the world, and you have a clear temper, you know very well, she will definitely not refuse, and even feel righteous, the key here is, naive boy is also a bit reluctant to let others Her thoughts on the Jidu Temple, of course, she is more selfish with Mr. Qi, I can’t reason with her. By that time, it is estimated that after the emperor's majesty pushed off once or twice, he would nod. It was actually right to settle the contract with Juegui early and not to earn that share of water transportation. The benefits are large, but the troubles are not small."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "As long as it is a means for our veneration, whether it is in front of the scene or behind the scenes, Chen Ping'an and Luobi Mountain will meet. Of course, don't be idle."
Song Jixin smiled and said: "I can't imagine that the two of us, and the day we have joined hands together."
Chen Pingan yelled, "It's pretty terrible."
Song Ji was speechless.
Song Jixian was silent for a moment, remembering something, and his expression dignified, "Be careful to call the trainers who travel far away from other continents. It is best to detour when they meet. This group of people except the two old men who lead the way It’s not big, its identity is very special, and its actions are more secretive. It seems that it doesn’t like the royal wind, and it likes to use two legs to trek into the mountains and waters. Some of the sword repairs left in Aquarius in Beiju Luzhou have suffered a lot before. Without knowing their tracks, they disappeared out of thin air. You must know that there is another Jade Emperor Sword Immortal among them. Besides, except for a few people, including me, Dali, there are less than five people on the mountain, and the rest are not there I know the qualifications. The reason why I know this is that the other party'greeted' with our Da Li Song family, which is a bit polite with a host, lest the Beiju Luzhou lose more than ten sword repairs, let us blindly find. But you met It is unlikely that they will come."
Chen Pingan thought for a while and nodded: "If there is no wrong guess, it should be led by the Middle Earth Confucian Temple. Together with the mascots of the Yin-Yang family and the artist, they are re-setting the time scale and determining the length, weight and volume. This is the top priority in the vast world after the war. Someone needs to travel all over the Jiuzhou Mountains and Rivers before starting to reconstruct the weights and measures determined by the sacraments in the past. Whoever bumps into one at this time, is not to find out what is the death, in the Temple of Literature After a few years of jail, it’s a fair reason.

The current world of Haoran is unstable. In addition to the influence caused by the mutual involvement with the wild world, it is also related to some kind of "missing" of Haoran's own heavenly path, so Chen Ping'an will guess that the weights used to accurately determine the weights and measures have all been slightly deviated. And the difference between them is equal to a total void. As for who can cause this kind of damage to the avenue, there is no need to guess at all. It is Nato Yueshan Mountain's ancestor and Wen Hai who are well-prepared, except for any throne monster.
And this invisible and far-reaching influence of a great road, a vast mountain top morale trainer, the higher the realm, the deeper the experience.
Song Jixin was amazed and smiled: "It's worthy of being a hermit, this can be guessed."
The two turned around and walked slowly, Chen Ping asked: "Ma Kuxuan is so arrogant, no one manages?"
Credit month, pure green, Xu Bai. One young and two alternates in the world.
Although Ma Kuxuan acted arrogantly, at least he didn't speak big words, so those three must have suffered in Ma Kuxuan's hands. It seems that Crescent Moon is not very good at fighting. As for the pure green of Zhuhai Dongtian, and the young Jiang Taigong, Chen Ping'an has never been in contact, it is hard to say. But according to the report that was sent to the Shanshui Mansion in Chengtou, the two behind were too young, and it seemed that they were not used to rivers and lakes. It was not surprising that they lost to Ma Kuxuan.
Song Jixin said: "There are too many military exploits, just squander. What's more, Ma Kuoxuan's ability to provoke others, others don't know, you and I don't know yet? It's time to learn from each other, it's the same generation, and it's too late. What to persuade. Now Ma Kuxuan can walk sideways in Aquarius, and there are countless young monks who sincerely worship Ma Kuxuan. He doesn’t like his stubborn style, but he can’t wait for Ma Kuxuan to drink cold water. He choked to death, and fell on one foot. He liked the young man on the mountain like Ma Kuxuan. He wished Ma Kuxuan would be an immortal tomorrow, and he would be a flying ascension tomorrow."
Chen Pingan said with a smile: "Actually, I didn't encounter Cao Ci or Phalanx, or Ma Kuxuan would immediately change his name."
Song Ji salary said: "Ma Kuxuan is waiting for you there?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Everything has been expended."
Song Jixin wondered: "Why did you change your mind?"
Chen Pingan said: "Because he still doesn't give up, he didn't take'three things too seriously', so he deliberately stayed at Dadushui to wait for me. Or you know him best and provoke people, Ma Kuxuan is really good at it. That is, you have a good temper, otherwise my big eyes will be so small for so many years that I can't bear it."
Song Ji salary is a bit helpless. Scold two. Okay, you two fight.
Song Jixin went to a far-away carriage in the distance, and the driver was a first-class worshiper of a large Lili company.
Looking around, the young prince found that the guy was still standing, as if waiting for himself to get on the bus. Song Jixin smiled and waved goodbye, a bit strange in his heart. When I think about it again, I feel relieved. After all, my neighbors have been in the same class for half a year, "We are the same as Wen Sheng", and I thought again that Song Jixin had a strange face, and according to his seniority, his mother Chen Ping'an was not his own Uncle Xiao?
How could such a person become a closed disciple of Wen Sheng?
Song Jixin sat in the carriage and began to think about the problem.
Those who have not been neighbours with Chen Ping'an can't even imagine how this mud leg is crazy about money. From day to night and year to year, anyway, if you can’t afford to study or read a book, there are only two things, earning money and saving money. According to the saying of the mud leg in those years, if there is no money, saving money is making money. I remember that after Chen Ping's words were finished, Zhi Gui shook the quilt in the yard, and Song Jixin sat on the wall, swaying a bag of money, and asked Chen Pingnian to be closed, whether to borrow money to buy the Spring Festival couplet and the door god. Chen Pingan said at the time that it was not necessary.
This guy often goes to the mountains to collect medicine, and only sells it to the Yang family shop at the lowest price, and the mud legs never bargain.
The folks in the village, as long as there is something, say hello, Chen Ping'an will help, the crops work, grab water in the middle of the night, the red and white happy event, every time the spirit is guarded, it will definitely come to the dawn, and the loved ones can't bear to sleep, the teenager still sits alone there……
Every year Guanguan helps to kill pigs, and the teenagers who have contributed a lot to the table are in accordance with local customs. Some people kill chickens. If they have unwanted feathers, they will say hello first, pick them up and take them home to make feather dusters and shuttlecocks.
Chopping wood and burning charcoal, because of the fear of conflict with the youth, if you want to burn charcoal, you have to run a lot of mountains. Every year there is a surplus, so he goes back to the mountain with a bag of bags, goes home, and walks to the door to give to the neighbors. He also says that the wood is not good, the charcoal is badly burned, and the money cannot be sold. If someone keeps him for dinner, or if some old people return some eggs or something, they don't agree, just find a way and run away.
I looked for bamboo forests to dig bamboo shoots to dry bamboo shoots, and collected the abandoned porcelain mud of the Long Kiln little by little, but just glanced at the neighbor's study to clear the confession. I was fine with a little slug. Build a wooden frame, pick those tiles with relatively complete and similar patterns, and put together the tiles to make the hanging screen. Chen Ping'an once asked Song Jixin whether to buy it. Song Jixin was actually very greedy for a piece of broken porcelain. Hanging the screen, but at that time, the little slug's voice was loud, and it was enough to buy ten childish warm blankets on a hanging screen. If you didn't buy it, it was simply that the casket of the ancestral grave could not be suppressed... Song Jixin was upset, and the little rabbit stepped on the bench of the yard next door, while yelling and blowing his nose on the side of the Songji salary yard, Song Jixin said that this thing is too rough, and no one wants it. Too conscience. After that, Chen Ping'an stopped going to the old Porcelain Mountain to pick up the broken pieces, and gave away some of the original hanging screens, Liu Xianyang, Gu Can of the Clay Bottle Alley, and some neighborhood neighbors with children at school.
Before he was fourteen years old, a kiln worker apprentice who grew up eating hundreds of meals seemed to have paid off all the love he had owed when he was young.
Somehow, the prince who began to close his eyes and recuperate, just remembered that he once took his maidservant back to the mud bottle lane, just before seeing the straw sandal boy standing at his door, took out the key to open the door, the mud leg quickly glanced The neighbor's door and wall opened the door and could not help but step back a few more times and then looked at it again.
Song Jixin had some small regrets. I knew that I had spent a few coins and bought that pair of porcelain hanging screens. I vaguely remember that in fact, the craft is quite good, and I am very attentive.
I remember that when I was a child, Song Jixin occasionally left Zhigui, walked alone, and came home late. Song Jixin was actually not courageous and afraid of ghosts, he would call Chen Ping's name while running. People of the same age who never turn on the lights every night will squeak and open the door, responding with a distant voice.
After Chen Ping'an went to the Long Kiln to learn how to burn porcelain, Song Jixin was very old and learned a few books that made no sense of the power and chaos of the book. Zhigui, even later, the two sides made such a fight, it is estimated that even if one is willing to shout, one will not respond. However, the little slug that lived on the other end of Mud Bottle Alley replaced Song Qianchai. Gu Can didn’t know why. Every time he went to Tianlong to fish for eel, he likes to go around the road instead of crossing a whole mud Going home in Ping Lane, the little slug hung a small bamboo woven fish basket, and while running, he shouted Chen Ping's name. As long as Chen Ping was at home, he walked out of the house, and most of them would stand outside the courtyard door, and Gu Can Talk a few words. Liu Xianyang is occasionally annoyed, and will open his throat and scold a few shouting ghosts. Before Gu Can stops, he will call back the name of your ancestor. Hurry up and wake up the lazy king Zhu Zhu to burn incense and beg for ancestral graves Blowing smoke...Song Jixin actually knows it well. If it wasn’t Chen Ping'an who stopped the little slug, I don’t know how to persuade Gu Can. Song Jixin had to change his Spring Festival couplets and door gods every day. A few silver, but who is not bothered.
Gu Can, the little bastard, had too much revenge than Chen Ping'an. He really gritted his teeth and stayed up till midnight, then ran to his door and threw stones at the window. What was ridiculous at that time, and the most terrible thing afterwards was that the muddy rain and snow left a string of shoe prints in the alley, which were grown-ups, and the two slightly staggered footprints only appeared in half of the alley. This means that Gu Can was risking the rain and snow, and after going out of his house, he detoured to the other side of the alley, and then walked to Chen Ping'an and Song Jixin's side. After smashing the stone, he fled along the original road and fled Until today, Song Jixin was very curious about the pair of adults’ shoes. Who did Gu Can blame and blame, and who stolen it from his house? How did the little slug "walk all the way"? .
You know, Gu Can at that time was only four or five years old.
Today, Gu Can seems to be a close disciple of the White Emperor City Lord, and he is already a famous "reasonable person" in Middle-earth Shenzhou.
If Chen Ping was a kid, it was just because he was afraid of trouble, so he became accustomed to nature and became very afraid of trouble, then Gu Can’s patience was born.
Even if Song Jixing reunited with Chen Ping'an today, Gu Can still feel that Gu Can is actually more like a pure monk than Chen Ping'an, a natural wild repairer, or a born Baidi city heir.
And Song Jixin is determined that in the next hundred years, Gu Can will be one of the most outstanding talented monks in Middle-earth Shenzhou, or not one?
Song Jixin thought of this and laughed, and said softly: "Our clay bottle lane is a good place. I shouldn't be afraid of ghosts when I was a kid."
On the shore of Dadu Water, Ma Kuxuan was alone, stretched his waist, stretched his muscles, and then interlaced his fingers, waiting for a questioning punch that had been waiting for many years. It was too late to make him wait.
But now it may be replaced by a question sword.
The rest of the time for half of my friends has gone, and it’s best for this. The unpleasant good words are willing to say one or two times, but they won’t say much and won’t be annoying.
A green shirt turned away from the gate of the Jidu Temple, slowly walking, born a left-handed swordsman, hanging the sword on the right, the thumb of the right hand against the hilt
, Don't push the sword out of the sheath.
This long sword is called "Night Tour".
Night sword tour, sword light outside the sheath, as bright as the moon. At night in the world, swordsmen raise their swords, like holding candles.
Ma Kuxuan asked with a deep voice: "Do you want me to build a small world? Old rules, draw a circle, who goes out and counts who loses?"
Chen Pingan bent over slightly, grasped the "night tour" with his left hand, pulled the sword out of the sheath, and swept forward.
Quietly, Chen Ping'an, one sword and one sword, took the Ma Duxuan with that dadu bank, and disappeared into the world together.
She has been fighting with Ma Kuxuan twice. Chen Pingxuan has always been silent and dumb. Ma Kuxuan likes to chatter. After today, this not good habit, I believe Ma Kuxuan will definitely change.
The bird in the cage, Ma Kuxuan stood in the boundless, criss-crossed world, narrowed his eyes, and saw a light at the sky.
Between Ma Kuxuan, who was still still, and a sword light on that day, the world was shaking, and a venerable golden body spirit was gradually raised, some of which were genuine golden body forms, and some were Ma Kuxuan's imagination. A total of twelve.
Twelve majestic gods stand in the air, and under their feet are the ancient stars that were also imagined by Ma Kuxuan.
Ma Kuxuan shrank to a mustard seed, like a qi practitioner who traveled far away from the sky, the sun, moon and stars could be seen from afar.
In other people's small world, it has become a small world.
A sword straight down, the original straight line of sword light, there have been eleven sword light bends, still a sword, cutting the true and false golden body of the twelve gods.
Ma Kuxuan chuckled, and a grain of mustard turned into nothingness.
But after the dissipation of Ma Kuxuan's body, the small world in the cage began to expand on its own, because an ancient ruin emerged as a large galaxy, swirling around.
Indistinctly, the four towering sky gates, each on one side, are hidden in the bright stars.
In that galaxy vortex, there is a golden thread that is extremely eye-catching.
On both sides, the sun and the moon hang high, and each drags a spiral-shaped colorful light to the sky.
Before the battle that swept through the two worlds, the two soaring platforms, one still maintaining a relatively complete "Crab Place" in Lizhudong, and the other was the wilderness of the world that had already been disconnected. The ancestors of the three religions could not completely break the banned "Heaven", because the "landscape ban" there were tens of millions of stars, all of which were differentiated from a pair of corpses of gods and then separated from a avenue The time that manifests as "a certain truth" is intertwined.
To discuss the formation method, a ruin of heaven is the source of several formations in the world.
In that war, there were quite a few human monks, because they did not immediately evacuate the ruins of the battlefield, and stayed in it for a long time, even at a certain moment, they formed their own bodies and shaped the golden body. Finally, under the traction of the formation, they rely on their own inheritance A certain kind of divinity automatically matched with the avenue, quickly stripped of human nature, and became a brand-new god... Then some of these gods were detained in the ancestral courts and sects of the soldiers, and some were killed by Jianxiu on the spot. Even if the golden body was completely broken, the dissipated soul was permanently detained in the ruins and integrated with the large formation.
It is rumored that Buddha was the last to evacuate the site here, but it still failed to truly break the ban, because even the slightest difference is a world difference, and the result is the same. The seemingly ruined heaven will be returned to the old. The "one". Once the gods were in their respective positions, they were able to "fill in the vacancies" and even restore their appearance before the war.
At that time, the guardians of the Buddha were located near the four broken Tianmen. They opened the world, the most holy sage, Taoist ancestor, military ancestor, and "young sword repair" Chen Qingdu.
These are destined not to record the old Huangli old stories in the book, but that is when Aliang returned to Jianqi Great Wall that time and told Chen Ping'an.
Bai Yujing's repressed transfiguration, ghosts suppressed by Western Buddhist kingdoms, and rituals sitting in the heavens are largely to prevent any omissions and take advantage of the remnants of some ancient gods to strengthen their strength. Ascend to heaven, but whether it is to transform the heavenly devil or ghost, or even some "newcomers" outside the heaven, as long as they are detained by the gods and thrown into the ruins, as long as the avenue fits, there is no need to practice at all. Brand new gods can reappear in the world, and the world will be reincarnated for thousands of years in the future. The reason why there are some high-level gods reincarnated as humans is itself a "blocking road" for the avenue of disputes. I hope that even if there is that, in the ruins The rising new gods cannot occupy the key positions of certain positions, especially those supreme positions.
The saints and sages of the Confucian Temple, as well as a handful of ascension monks, plus the hundreds of ancestors who each "joined with their own way", will be manifested in various ways after the saints "open the door". Only then can those new gods be killed. It was a battle between the old and the new avenues, which is why the old patriarchs of hundreds of schools, almost everyone is using knowledge to prove the truth, but they are the roots of the rare appearance in the vast world, because they If you need to "get full" in Haoran, you need to go to heaven with "respectful rituals".
Therefore, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the past, either Liang or Senior Brother, both respected the sacrament of rituals and had great respect.
A Liang even said that there are four people in the world who are popular everywhere, and everyone is sincerely respected.
One is the most reasonable and most sacred saint in our world. The rules are serious and reasonable, and only fall on all the top people on the mountain, but light on the shoulders of ordinary Confucius.
And whoever was not convinced, the sacraments that rarely appeared in the Chinese Confucian Temple, returned to Haoran from heaven, and went to a certain ancestral hall of the hundreds of families to reason with him.
A Liang said that there were once ancestors who had hundreds of families, and they were anxious. They scolded the ritual saints for domineering in the name of internal sages. After 30 years of solid chatting, I asked if it wasn't for the ritual and saints to help fill in the gaps in a family's learning. By the end of the day, the latter would almost be transferred to Confucianism as a saint.
The other is the first ancestor of the ancestor, Bai Yujing. There is also a Bodhisattva who is not empty in the Western Buddhist kingdom and vows not to become a Buddha.
Chen Ping said the fourth, no need to talk about it.
A Liang, who had worked hard for a long time, suffocated again for a long time, and finally said sadly, never thinking that our old sword fairy, in your mind, has no status.
At that time, Aliang was walking on Taixiang Street, while making a ridicule with Chen Ping'an. The old saying is that the sky is falling and there is a tall man standing on it, which is really not deceiving. At the same time, he kicked a little boy who didn’t know it and dared to spit at him, expressing his admiration, kicked the child to lie on the door of his house as a door god, fell to the ground, wowed and cried, and then Immediately ran out of a woman and laughed and yelled that A Liang was not conscientious, how could he be so cruel to his own son...
A Liang glanced at the crying child sitting on the floor and asked Chen Ping An, did he look like? Chen Pingan said that it was okay, probably it looked more like his mother.
The woman immediately gave a thumbs-up to the hidden officer and smiled and said that she planned to let her son recognize a godfather. Looking at the two dog days that pretended to be deaf and dumb, the woman laughed.
Later, the child followed Feishengcheng to the fifth world. The woman and her man did not leave because her husband was Yuanying, even if she was not a fairy.
At this moment, Chen Ping'an stood outside a gate with a sword, and asked, "Can't you let go of your hands and feet when the Taoist is not around?"
Ma Kuxuan's laughter resounded through the world, "Find me first, and see who consumes the aura first."
Chen Ping'an did not rush out the second sword. After losing one hand, he leaned on the sword with one hand and looked up at the towering Huamen Tianmen.
Regarding the ruins of the Heavenly Court, the Summer Palace has no secret records, which aroused A Liang’s interest. Chen Ping'an asked the elder sword fairy a few words.
Boss Jianxian gave a vague answer that was not an answer. He only said that Jianxiu was divided into two groups. One group was led by him. I felt that since there were no gods above his head and he couldn’t eat this site, it was fortunate. Banned, fortunately, it can give future generations a chance. At least in this matter, he Chen Qingdu, as well as Longjun and Guanzhang, were on the side with the priests of the Three Religions, but the sword repairs and the ancestors of the soldiers felt that this should not be the case. One is that I feel the most meritorious, and the other is ambitious. I think that the fledgling spirits are going to furiously counterattack. What they fear is better. It’s a big deal. The jade and stones burned out after a complete severance. What time the long river exploded, there is no more aura, and later generations can not practice, it is no big deal to them, a small group of people who have reached the summit, no matter how many of the world’s prototypes are all dead, they will die again. Recuperate and live for thousands of years, and then it will be the pattern of human races. As for the future, the world will be cut off, and the road to ascension will be cut off, and many road accidents will be saved. The world road will be more orderly and stable, and the world will be isolated. People are divided, and even the things that the ancestor worried about have been eliminated.
Ma Kuxuan's voice sounded again, full of jokes, "If you choose to play here, if you want to distinguish between victory and defeat, you and I will really be separated from life and death. And remind you, the time and place are all in me. I spend some time. Foreign objects, but you have to kill the hard work and earnestly. You have to work hard in a foreign country to save a sword fairy identity. It is not easy to come. Why don’t you go home a few steps, I don’t know how to cherish it."
Ma Kuxuan said: "If you are afraid of Xiaoxiao, you will be slacked when you have money? Then you don't seem to be different from those mountain wastes who only know how to persuade me to put a few extra pounds of energy on them."
Chen Ping settled down if he didn't hear, but just took this opportunity to take a good look at the heavenly gate.
Because this heaven and earth are only the objects of Ma Kuxuan's imagination, many details are very different from the truth that Chen Ping knows. As for the stars and a long river, it is a frightening display.
Chen Ping'an put his sword into the sheath, and carried it back behind his back, saying, "Okay, the whole observation site is you. What did you hide? I really thought I would be right with you? Today's third game should be a tie. . The next game, whatever you want, you are willing to divide life and death, just give you a chance."
At the next moment, Chen Ping'an sacrificed out of Zhongzhongyue, and four magnificent sword arrays appeared out of thin air. Countless flying swords were like four snow-white galaxies, and four heavenly gates emerged.
There was a moment of silence in the world, and Ma Kuxuan showed a figure of mind, appeared beside Chen Ping'an, and asked, "I'm not afraid that I will reveal the roots of your two flying swords."
Chen Pingan said: "One yard to one yard, we don't want to talk about the grudges between you, you are a person who is in a position to show off, tearing your face with others, but at least you are a person who has fallen teeth and swallowed blood. To be honest, I don’t bother you, but I don’t feel much disgust in your actions. In the early years, on the side of the Jianqi Great Wall, I met a sword repairer whose temper and temperament were similar to yours. Thanks to what you gave, I talked more with him."
Ma Kuxuan smiled and said: "I have accepted a disciple of discipleship, a pure warrior, and his qualifications are not bad. You will ask him the opportunity to fall into the mountains and defeat him three times. How?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Yes, provided he won my Kaishan disciple, and he asked for money, and it was within three opportunities."
Ma Kuxuan said: "No problem."
Ma Kuxuan hugged the back of his head with both hands and said lazily: "To be honest, this world can make me sick."
Chen Pingan said: "You don't have to be disgusting, you are not qualified to say this."
Ma Kuxuan laughed heartily.
Chen Ping's toes were a little toes, and her body swept back. Ma Kuxuan's heart and spirits withdrew afterwards. The two of them stood side by side and looked at the ancient ancient ruins.
Chen Pingan said silently: "There is no boundless wind and moon, there is a world."
Ma Kuxuan chuckled, "Books are the least valuable."
The two sides put away their small worlds almost simultaneously.
On the shore of Dadu Water, Ma Kuxuan turned into a rainbow, and went to accompany the capital.
Chen Pingan carried his sword and returned to Dadu Temple on foot.
Borrowing in the house, Chen Ping'an and Ancestral Temple borrowed several sage books, all of which are no longer prohibited by the Confucian Temple. Chen Ping'an lit an oil lamp on the table and stayed awake all night, but slowly turned over the book, occasionally Get up, push the window and look out, the breeze blowing.
After Chen Ping'an took the ferry and crossed the sea from Tongyezhou to enter the territory of Aquarius, the sun and moon in his state of mind, those originally at the entrance of Taiping Mountain, could be noticed but could not be opened. The four pictures, as if the landscape prohibition was automatically opened, can be opened, one picture at a time.
For example, in the Gu Yu season, a group of rural tea pickers walked into the Spring Mountain. One of the girls, with a slender figure and tea picking in both hands, was skilled, and suddenly a wind blew, like a wicker that was blown by the spring wind, the girl suddenly looked up Looking at a mountain, there is the Dashepan Mountain, the eyes are faint, as big as two patios, the mouth is sucked, and the mountain is a tea picker, regardless of the age of men and women.
In autumn, a large piece of gold, a young official sitting by Tian Long, the boots worn badly, laughing with an old farmer. At the next moment, a gust of wind blew through, the wheat ears flew, and the grains were like flying swords. All the villages and villages in a county were like a piece of thin white paper, and they became sparse after a heavy rain. A village school in a thatched hut suddenly had no reading.
In a library building of a wealthy tribe, there were lights lit up at night. Suddenly, the whole mansion turned bright red. A monster clan monk with pale face and scarlet lips walked into it slowly. Every time he snapped his fingers, beside the lights, on the wall, on the window, it would explode. Large mass of blood.
On the top of an Xianjia mountain, an old fairy master and a group of children were making a snowman, and by the way, a young boy with a clear eye and a very aura, the old man seemed to be saying that praying for rain under the mountain, the old guard kept burning the paper to pray for the rain Dragon King, you have nothing to do with it, you have to carry the stream, you really are the King of the River Dragon, this will be contaminated by cause and effect, and later you have to be so eager to use it... The young man is not attentive to the master, the old man is training his disciples In fact, my eyes are full of pride... All of a sudden, sword lights flew across, the headless corpses on the ground, there are the old man and the young man.
There are emperor generals, civilian military generals, Jianghu Wufu, Yamazawa Noxiu, genealogy masters of the Xiaomen school, who all died, generous and majestic, but destined to die without a name.
It's all about the feng shui relationship of Na Tong Ye Chau, all of the tragic situation of Na Tong Ye Chau.
All the beauty and dedication of the "subtleties" have already been crushed by the turbulent trend. The entire Tongyezhou has been concluded by the coffin and has been submerged in the long river of history. Chen Ping'an was one of the "trends in the world". His impression of Tongyezhou was even one of the worst monks on the mountain.
Cui Ying clearly wants to make Chen Ping'an want to relax in Tongyezhou, but he can't relax at all. To make this hidden officer, there is no room for self-deception. Twenty-four beautiful pictures that were crushed, without delaying there are two hundred and forty ugly pictures destined to be filthy, but you, Chen Ping'an, don’t forget, whether it’s two hundred forty or two thousand four hundred, you can’t Denying the existence of those twenty-four paintings, and Yizhoushanhe, is it more than such a "should not be damned"?
Cui Ying wanted Chen Ping to witness the ups and downs of Tongyezhou Mountain with his own eyes. Those big and small beautiful, the rest of the entire world, and the monks of Tongyezhou themselves, felt that Tongyezhou was a messy mess, but You alone can't do it. The next case is located in Tongyezhou? Excellent. Then get along with the arrogant monks of Aquarius and Aquarius of Aquarius and Beiju, and get along with them one by one!
And these two continents, one is your hometown, and it will be inextricably linked to your downhill mountain, and the other is the most respected sword repair in the vast Jiuzhou. Willing to be reasonable? Like reasoning? Since being a close disciple of Wen Sheng, he returned to his hometown and became the master of the next sect. He is no longer just the hidden officer of the Jianqi Great Wall, so you can let Chen Ping'an be unreasonable there. Tong Yezhou, a hero who bucks the trend and lets you speak for yourself one at a time!
But it is not enough to talk about the truth, because Chen Pinghui will be the most watched scholar in Wen Sheng's veins.
The status of Wen Sheng Yi Mai in Confucianism in the Confucian Temple and in the vast world is higher and higher, both as a hermit and a suzerain. Since he is a disciple of Wen Sheng Yi Mai, he is definitely a moral sage, Chen Ping, It will be born out of the water, the ship will rise high, a little bit will be hung high in the sky, countless praises, heartfelt, mixed with malicious, fair and praise, sneaky words of beauty, everything is the ship. water.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an is very clear why Mr. Hu chose to "hide" in Kung Tak Lam, and once again chose not to listen to the window.
Of all the scrolls of time, Chen Ping'an has only one scroll that has not been completely read. It opens every time and closes quickly, so he dare not read more.
Tonight is no exception.
It was a rough alley that was almost as wide and narrow as the Narrow Bottle Alley, a remote and secluded place that didn't know where in Tongyezhou. In the little rain alley, there was a little girl, holding a small oil-paper umbrella and jumping With a jump, the oil-paper umbrella followed high and low, tilted and slanted, and walked home quickly.
Chen Pingan suddenly withdrew from his mind and closed the time scroll again.
With twisting a page, Chen Pingan took a deep breath, gently loosened the page at the fingertip, and closed the book altogether.
Chen Pingan got up and walked to the window. He pressed his fingers gently against the window and muttered to himself, "I know, this is for me to play against your chess game. You embroider the tiger chess skill because you are no longer there, only It’s just the endgame of the chessboards of Tongye, Aquarius, and Beijulu Sanzhou."
Chen Pingan whispered: "Mr. Qi. Brother Cui is too bully, do you care little brother?"
The world is silent, and the long night is silent.
Chen Pingan asked himself and replied: "I promise that this time the Master Brothers will lose."
This time, Cui Ying actually hoped his brother would lose. I hope that unlike the book Lakers' mindset, the Master Li Li won no taste at all.
I just want to win the embroidered tiger on a chess board, the difficulty is as large as you can imagine.
Actually, Chen Ping'an experienced the battle of Jianqi Great Wall, and he can accept the life, death and death of many more "strong men", but only facing those weak men, countless of them seem to have been in the clay bottle lane, Liu Xianyang, his hometown Under the general trend, Chen Ping'an will feel that the departure of countless "weak people" is still wrong and still not possible. So even Chen Ping didn't dare to look at the last picture in the heart lake until now.
It seems that without looking at the result, the little girl holding an umbrella will continue to walk in the alley and live.
Or maybe she has already returned home and put away the little oil-paper umbrella. There will be family members sitting idly, there will be lights, and there will be a family reunion.
Even if we don’t talk about people’s hearts, we only say that in Tongyezhou, some of the people’s fortunes are broken, and the mountains and the hills are not in common, and they involve the gains and losses of vital interests. Maybe Chen Ping'an and the next sect have a choice. On a certain day, there was a conflict with Yu Guizong, the Zhuanfeng, and Na Weiying. Eventually, the old patriarch Jiang Shangzhen, who worshipped Zhou Fei, had to make a choice that could never please everyone. This is why Chen Ping'an will temporarily change his mind. From one word, he believes that Cao Qingqing is the next suzerain, and it becomes the phrase "If there is any objection, you can discuss it again". After all, he is still too young, and some of the choices he made will make his heart too early to overwhelm.
Chen Ping'an knew that the taste was uncomfortable, and there were some sufferings, but it was really just sufferings, and there was no benefit, and if I couldn't get through it, I couldn't get through it.
Therefore, Chen Ping'an has already decided that the position of the next patriarch can be suspended in the air, so that Cao Qingqing can continue to be in the lotus lotus land for another ten years.
When he was a cashier in the hands for too many years, Chen Ping'an also wanted to make up for his merits. Although the next sect does not have a sect master for the time being, he will not show himself too much, and only let a certain deputy mountain master show the fierce posture of "coming to you in Tongyezhou, only for harmony and wealth". For example...Cui Dongshan. Anyway, sharing the worry for your husband is also the meaning of being a student.
Unconsciously, it was already dawn.
Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes.
In the distance outside the window stood a smiling young woman with sharp eyes.
True Dragon, Wang Zhu, soared into the sky.
Combing the water country, late at night, in the mountain shrine temple that had been closed, a girl wearing embroidered shoes finished listening to the tall maid’s words. After her hands were lost, she slowly paced. After careful consideration, she nodded, Boxing palm, Shen said: "A person who reads books has a lot of experience. If I read a few more books, I definitely want to come up with such a small method. Picking a reading seed, gathering most of the literature, and doing a good job, how simple. The number of roads. I wouldn’t think of it! As for the cut-offs and sacks, it’s our old business, and it can be made with eyes closed.

A plump maid nodded vigorously and slipped a few words. The mountain Wei Wei listened to the good words first. Then she didn't get angry and punched her the woman's chest. The latter stumbled back and the girl shouted. : "It's no longer a brain, it's here for a long time. Then Chen Ping'an came to his ancestral temple, you dare not show his face, and salute with a young sword fairy? The shelf is bigger than the sky, why don't you be like this Shanjunfujun? In my case, how wronged you? Ah?"
The maidservant maid did not dare to say anything but just rubbed her heart.
Wei Wei was still annoyed, he raised his heels again, grabbed the ear of the tall maid, and dragged it hard, making the latter's head lowered and reprimanded: "You are also a fool, and you don't know how to leave the most pitiful Xiangxiyu Chen Pingan is a guest? Know what it means for a young sword immortal from the Dali Dynasty to comb the water in our country? It means that your mother-in-law touches him a little bit and wipes a little oil, and at least asks him to stay Mobo or something, then we can float freely in the country of combing water."
After cursing and firing, the girl in embroidered shoes sighed, let go of her fingers, and looked at the two seemingly respectful but actually happy fools, and said helplessly: "I am very kind of incense with the imperial court of Shuishui Kingdom, but you think that Jianxian, think he just pulled us a hand?"
Seeing the two fools who were eating light incense and not looking at each other, rolled their eyes slightly, then put their fingers together, pointed at their eyes, then pointed at the tall maid, and then suddenly clenched his fist, yelling at his mouth. Rumble, similar to thunder, smiled bitterly: "You think about it, Chen Pingan is a sword fairy, how many times have we come here?"
The tall maid said timidly: "Three times."
Wei Wei said angrily: "In less than thirty years, a young sword immortal patronized a small hill head three times. This shows what it means, and there will definitely be a fourth time! You thought he said the first sentence Then, why ask the temple’s statue? If you’re wrong... If our mountain shrine is wrong, see if he will leave. Believe it or not, even if you drive him away, he will stay with me Just a few words! He is a smiling tiger, with a knife in his sleeve, a ruthless man who doesn’t talk about murder and murder... If I hadn’t known the prophet, he would know that he would still go there, so I kept the broken rocks early. It’s hard to say if we can say anything at this moment."
The tall woman cautiously said: "Will it be the lady who thinks too much? He was visiting our ancestral temple this time, and he looked very kind, and he didn't even have any sword fairy frame."
In the cool shade of Gusong outside the door, Qing Xian Jian Xian sat on the stone bench with a beaming smile, talked to her, and invited her to sit down and talk.
Wei Wei squinted at her, and the tall maid immediately shut up.
Wei Wei waved her sleeves and the door opened. She sat on the threshold, holding her cheeks in her hands, and began to think about things.
The land of the mountain and the gods covers a half and a half of the county. Wei Wei didn't like to greet the gods of the Confucian Temple and Wu Temple in the past. He didn't have many official hats. He also liked his eyes higher than the top. At most, he dealt with the county town who is short of her. The latter is more interesting.
Wei Wei finally said: "The two of you, go to the county temples and carefully examine all merit books. In our own land, all the reading seeds, that is, those who hope to be talented, are all recorded in the book. Follow the sword immortal's words, and the stream of water is long... There are also so-called Jishan's homes, alas, distressed and distressed, really distressed me, you also divide some Yinde Lingguang, hidden in the door they posted It’s too busy to help. Our family is too thin at the moment. Let’s help to dispel the evil spirit and the wind. Let’s wait for the title of the Jinshi Master Gold List, and then come to our ancestral temple to add more cultural movements. One thing is not bad. Nowadays, it is no better than the past. It is impossible to do a hammer trade. As long as you can start a good start, you must look at the long term."
In addition to being afraid of a sword immortal who is full of support and often visits, the reason why Wei Wei is so willing to "follow his orders" is, in the final analysis, of course, still profitable, and the risk is extremely small. Wei Wei feels that if he follows it for a long time, What he said to do, there is indeed hope that droughts and floods will keep the crops harvested, and one day he will be able to manage the landscape of a land properly and lie down and enjoy the happiness. When I was a mountain god, I thought about opening a mansion, and then think about the mountain of the Wuyue Mountain King, who has hope in life...
Otherwise, if Chen Ping'an is just talking about morals and merits, she Wei Wei can't continue to eat and wait to die. Next time he meets with him, she will lie on the ground and pretend to die. Chen Ping'an can't really cut his head with a sword. ?
However, Wei Wei had to admit that he was afraid of Chen Ping'an.
Over the years, deep down in her heart, she will think about the young man, even if she dies, and save herself to scare herself later. It was just that she thought about it again, and felt that the young man was really dying, it seemed a pity.
The maid Feng Feng was a little eager to try, and reminded softly: "The goddess of the mountain, Chen Jianxian seems to have said, we can first entrust the dream to the seed of the passing book."
Wei Wei turned his head and said with disgust: "Just you? The goddess of the Temple of Returning Mountain? Throwing you in a pile, walking a road, others are pushing by hand, you are good, hit with a big scorpion. Do you think that the reader saw What do you think of you? Good luck, you are the head of the wild fox charm, bad luck, the scholar dreamed of visiting the temple, he thought it was a visit, what can’t be guaranteed. His first thought was to quickly look inside the money bag The silver two is enough."
Wei Wei pointed at the tall woman, "Just you, we are three, you just read a few books, you can talk more with the reader..."
The maid looked awkward. But he didn’t dare to say this, but he dared to meditate a few words of teaching in his heart.
Wei Wei suddenly stood up, and then smiled like a flower, hey feed, "Song old sword fairy is coming."
A white-haired old man slowly walked towards the Mountain Shrine after holding his hands. "I talk to you, I just revisited the old place. I just strolled around, and I will not turn the almanac tonight."
Wei Wei complained: "When Senior Chuang Zi of Senior Song moved away, the nearby mountains and rivers of martial arts were lost, and it was gone. Not only was the small hill temple here, but it was called a miserable life. The lords of the city God, they all started to buckle and search, and lived in a hurry."
Song Yuhao glanced at the ancestral temple plaque, looked down, looked at the three golden statues in the temple, and smiled: "I spent a lot of money."
Wei Wei stretched his hand to cover his mouth and smiled, "It's a bitter day, I just made up for it. Fortunately, it's not a fairy money, there are more or less family members, and there are some left."
Song Yuyao sat on the bluestone bench and quipped: "Is it not until now that I found that one of the four evils of the water country is not very good, and I almost took a captive mountain to take it away as a wife, I never thought Now that he has become a goddess of the mountain, is it actually harder to be a prince?
Wei Wei shook his head gently, "It's a good deal."
Song Yu snorted with a sneer, and the mountains and rivers were luckily transported. The old people were old rivers and lakes. Seeing the amount of vagueness in general, it was still possible. This mountain temple can't stand for a hundred years, and will be so hungry that a mountain goddess can't withstand the wind and rain.
After losing his hands, Wei Wei walked down the steps, his steps were light, and he smiled: "Senior Song, I used to deliberately hide myself. I was too lazy to move. I will tell you about my calculations now."
Song Yuhao nodded and said, "I would like to hear the details."
After listening to Wei Wei’s plan, the old man initially disagreed, especially the shortcut of the official landscape of the mountains and rivers, the sword and the slant, which is not a long-term way, but when Wei Wei Wen creped a "original source", especially The sentence "Landscape God, where the spirit lies, is sincere in people's hearts". Hearing that the old man was speechless, he was completely unable to refute. Song Yuhao looked at this well-prepared mountain goddess and froze for a long time, wondering: "Wei Wei , How do you seem to have a sudden brain?"
Wei Wei raised his head, laughed, wiped his mouth, and waved his hand. "The little skill of carving insects is not worth mentioning. I have only exerted three or four successful forces."
Song Yu got up and smiled and said, "It's the best, I won't come here to wander in the future."
When I was young, I felt that it was only a few steps away from the mountains and rivers.
Wei Wei looked at the rickety white-haired old man, sighed, and smiled, saying honestly: "It's true that this method is taught by Chen Ping'an. Where can I get these?"
Song Yuhan snorted, nodded, his expression calm, and said indifferently: "I guessed it already."
The old man turned away.
The tall woman came to the mountain goddess and sighed, "Senior Senior Song really expected something like a god."
Wei Wei scolded: "He guessed a fart. Didn't you find that Song Yu burned up the mountain and flew down the mountain?"
The old man did not go straight to his own mountain temple, but went back to the small town near Zhuangzi in the old days and found the restaurant. The old man sat in the old place.
The shopkeeper has changed people and changed people. It is the grandchildren who are in charge of the business. The hot pot ingredients are actually cut corners, and they don’t need to use the chopsticks. Song Yuyao knows that it is not the taste of the year, but Song. Yu Yu didn't say much, so there was nothing to say. On the contrary, I hope that this hot pot restaurant has a less authentic taste, and the business can be better in the future. I can’t wait until one day I earn enough money, and I will pay attention to it again.
The young shopkeeper, even if he recognized Song Yuyao, an old juggernaut who had an excellent relationship with his grandfather, was filled with a large table of hot pot ingredients. After the young shopkeeper personally served the table at one end, he was unavoidable. He was not embarrassed to climb the relationship with the old man.
Song Yuzhan didn't need two sets of tableware, but asked for two wine glasses. One wine glass was placed across the table without pouring. The old man sipped his drink and scolded a few words. The stinky boy dare to hide himself and drink the northwest wind. Go to you, greedy you.
Just after drinking a few glasses of wine, the old man couldn't help but get up and fill the glass with wine, re-seat, muttered, vague, and did not know whether it was a curse or something.
Song Yuyao suddenly turned his head and smiled, "Why are you two here?"
It is grandson Song Fengshan and grandson daughter Liu Qian.
The two were seated, and Song Fengshan smiled and said: "It was Wei Wei who sent the letter. After receiving the letter, Liu Qian bet on my way, saying that grandpa you will definitely come here first. I don't believe it, so I punish myself for three cups. "
Song Yuhan didn't have a good air: "If you want to drink, just say it."
Song Fengshan was drinking and Liu Qian was holding hot pot, but he didn't even speak.
The old man endured for a long time and grinned: "Say! Have you seen the kid?"
Song Fengshan and his wife smiled at each other, and then Song Fengshan gathered his voice and spoke with Grandpa.
Song Yuyao listened carefully, without drinking or using chopsticks. After listening, the old man silently sandwiched a large pair of chopsticks, drank the wine in the glass, and looked at the empty seat across the table, full of wine glasses.
The old man put down the wine glass and chopsticks, looked left and right, looked at the very good grandson and granddaughter-in-law, smiled, slowly closed his eyes, and opened his eyes again, and finally looked at the empty space, some vision was blurred, the old man said softly : "Unfortunately, you can't reach the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and you can't see the hidden official sword fairy."
Song Yuyao picked up the chopsticks of the wine glass again and laughed: "Hot pot is wine, the rivers and lakes are still there!"
Nanpo Suozhou, an ordinary mountain on the coast of the sea, is just a veritable stubborn, barely a place for spiritual practice, even if it is a mountain repair in the five realms, it will not be so simple.
The three adjacent cottages lived with three people in the five realms, two of them were sword immortals.
Lu Zhi, Chun Yao Zhai Sword Immortal Shao Yunyan, Mrs. Fang Yan, who hangs the garden plum of Shanmei.
After someone sacrificed his sword at Taiping Mountain in Tongyezhou, Lu Zhi got up and walked out of the hut, squinting to the southeast.
After Shao Yunyan and Fang Yan walked out of the house one after another, Lu Zhi said: "Hidden officials returned."
Mrs. Yan Yan's face was stiff.
Shao Yunyan laughed.
Qi Tingji, an old-looking sword immortal with a beautiful appearance, chose the location of the Open School, which was unexpectedly neither the most vast Middle-earth Shenzhou in the mountains and rivers, nor the Aizhou where the God of Wealth Liu belonged, but Nanpoo, who was no longer mellow. Continent.
Qi Tingji often comes here to chat with Lu Zhi. It's also not hidden, and it is obvious that Lu Zhi is expected to serve as the chief worship, even if he takes a step back, it is no problem to be a sect.
Lu Zhi was naturally reluctant to be a worshiper. As for the unconstrained guest secretary, it was actually between the two.
After all, both sides are sword repairs of Jianqi Great Wall. Qi Tingji's repeated swords in the world of Haoran really did not disappoint. Especially when Chen Chunan left Nanpozhou to go to the sea, Qi Tingji was alone, defending the sword with the sword.
In the end, Chen Chunan successfully left the big bearded swordsman Liu Cha in the vast world, which prevented the throne monster from returning to the wild world.
However, the vast world, especially the Middle-earth Shenzhou, still has a lot of criticisms about this inexplicable and inexplicable death. Under the circumstances that the overall situation has been determined, even a flying demon has not been killed or shouldered. The sun and the moon are like Chen Chunan, who doesn’t die when he is damned, does not live when he can live, does not send charcoal in the snow, and wants to add icing on the cake. In the battle, except for barely protecting the mountains and rivers of Nanpo Suozhou, there is no more achievements...... What can we do even if there is an extra Liu fork in the wild world today?
If it were not for Qi Tingji's sword in Middle-earth Shenzhou, he would only complain more.
The person who was asked by Qi Tingji to ask the sword, after being hit by a sword, still has extremely strong bones, saying that even if Liu Cha was in the wild world, he gathered his luck and entered the 14th realm. Is Xiao Yao not the same as the fourteen realm sword repairs? Differently, they were rushed to the outer battlefield, and they have not returned yet. Even if there is an extra Liucha, a fart, you Qi Tingji really has the ability, then return to the Jianqi Great Wall, and then engrave a big character on the city head...... So Qi Tingji, who is too lazy to say, won the sword of the monk again.
Qi Tingji, a jade Pu realm, has to hand over two swords. He can only be seriously injured but not killed.
This caused Qi Tingji to return to Nanpo Suozhou, after coming here to find Lu Zhi, Po Tianhuang didn't persuade her to join her sect, but just drink in silence.
If it is replaced by Lu Zhi, it will probably kill the jade Pu real with a sword, and then simply return to the Jianqi Great Wall site.
In this vast world, Lu Zhi is willing to talk a few more words, just the two, the two of her right now. Among them, Yan Yan, who has always spoken round and round, is probably still persuading Lu Zhi to agree to be a guest, but also a fellow countryman. However, Shao Yunyan was firmly opposed. With Yan Yan, Shao Yunyan did not dare to say things too directly. He was worried that when he went out alone, he would be inexplicably struck by a sword. Therefore, Shao Yunyan only said Qi Lao Jianxian, sword skills are outstanding, naturally Mr. Lu does not need icing on the cake, what kind of guest secretary, if it is the chief worship, it can be considered.
"Qing Tingji is right, he is in the sect gate, there must be a little immortal sword fairy, I will promise him as guest secretary."
Lu Zhi said: "Shao Yunyan, you take the Yan Yan, travel together in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, and then go to Beiju Luzhou, and finally go to see the hidden officials."
Shao Yunyan nodded, "So best, otherwise the intention is too obvious."
As for Lu Zhi's impropriety, Shao Yunyan didn't actually have much thought. Previously, he was just not familiar with Yan Yan's school.
Mrs. Yan Yan said tentatively: "Mr. Lu, will I stay here to accompany you?"
Lu Zhi said indifferently: "You start immediately."
Mrs. Yan Yan mourned. She really didn't want to see the hidden officer. Last time, there was no plum garden, how about this time?
Shao Yunyan took a deep breath. Since they knew that the hermit had finally returned to the vast world, then the Aizhou Chau Songhua, Jinjiazhou Songpin, Beiju Luzhou Licai... All the Haoran Jianxian who had passed the Jianqi Great Wall, with the Taiping Mountain scene Sword sacrifice, you should know this.
Aizhou.
Suddenly in the early years, I promised the female sword immortal offered by Liu, and Xie Songhua returned to Leigong Temple from the ancestral hall of Liu’s side. Anyway, sitting in a chair and taking a nap, I could get a lot of money without taking it. . Xie Songhua even reminded the Liu family, but whenever there is a matter of business, regardless of size, don't forget to send messages by Feijian, as long as she is in Aozhou, she must arrive. Anyway, she is a devoted enlightenment, and she can contribute, even if there is no opportunity to contribute, she should make suggestions.
According to the general ancestors on the mountain, the early belly is slandering, but Liu's in Aidazhou, regardless of the size of the matter, will really send a sword to send a letter to Xie Songhua, and change the method to give money again and again. After many times, don’t say the two heirs. The disciple's money spent on disciplinary sword training, even Xie Songhua's own part, is not short of money. Xie Songhua is unavoidable. He left Liu's ancestral hall this time and asked Liu Jubao if he had that kind of Liu. The Qi family who wanted to cut, but was not suitable for cutting, she came and went back and forth quietly.
Liu Jubao said no.
Now the three masters and apprentices have almost regarded Leigong Temple as their home.
Peixiang does not matter at all. It is not deserted and not too noisy. In fact, it is not bad.
It was some words of that woman sword fairy that people could not bear, what a Xiang you look so handsome, it is a pity not to find a man.
Today Xie Songhua Yu Jian fell outside the gate of Leigong Temple, two disciples, over the steps, looking forward to it.
When Peixiang saw Xie Songhua, she immediately got up and returned to the temple.
After Xie Songhua landed, he joked: "Do you want Master to help you find a teacher?"
Chao Mu said suddenly: "So Master is not a woman?"
Lifting his face, helpless, "So you are a fool?"
Xie Songhua stopped joking, and said in his heart: "Master takes you to Aquarius."
Zhuhai Dongtian, Qingshen Mountain.
Chunqing lay on the railing, supporting her cheeks with both hands.
A woman with blue eyes and walking barefoot.
She looked at the only disciple in the wandering world and smiled.
Once she was so bored, lying on the green bamboo railing in a daze, and then jumped out of a more boring rogue, put her head on the railing, then turned her head to the side, squinted, her face serious, her eyes closed, it was not A serious man, "This elder sister, carefully collapsed the railing. But it's fine. If Qingshen Mountain loses money to you, just report my name. Remember, my name is Aliang, kind and good!"
When she stood up, he also stood up, leaning against the railing, with a beaming smile, "Wouldn't you be the lady of the Qingshen Mountain, or else my sister would look so good, if I were the mountain goddess, I would definitely be jealous and scratched. Liver, I can’t allow you to be a neighbor. Squatting your bedside in the middle of the night every day and poking your face with bamboo sticks will not really poke. After all, even a woman who sees you will like it...I think Most of you are not the mountain goddess, do you know why? Haha, very simple, I actually have a relationship with her, hey, you know."
The man raised his hands, squeezed his eyebrows, and poked his thumbs, "This, good looks."
She asked him at the time, "Are you looking for death?"
A flying ascendant, she is sitting on the top of the mountain. A bamboo sea cave sky, tens of millions of green bamboo, can be turned into flying sword, so she is equal to half sword repair.
The man was ashamed and shy, and glanced at the room on the side of the gallery corridor, as if he dared not look at her directly, and looked down slightly, smiling like a smile, but hesitant to speak.
The last man, Yu Feng, fled, holding his ass.
Chunqing returned to her head and asked, "Master, that Aliang, why somehow went to the Western Buddhist kingdom?"
She smiled: "It's good to be a monk."
Beiju Luzhou.
Caiquefu, a tea shop at the foot of the mountain.
Opposite Wu Diao, the ancestor of the law, a handsome man in a white robe, with a lazy posture, was sitting on the table, almost sitting on the table.
Wu Pan said helplessly: "Yu Mi, can you converge?"
The Jin Dan Jianxiu named Yu Mi, who had served as the famous guest clerk in Caique Mansion for many years, yawned and grieved: "Sister Wu Bao, what's wrong? I didn't say a word, I didn't even have a squint. , Just take a walk on the mountain, it won't work either."
Wu Diao handed him a cup of tea. He lifted the cup and put it down again. He stretched his fingers and rubbed his eyebrows. "You are a scourge. If you go on like this, the reputation of our colorful bird house will be ruined. Even if you don't provoke them, can Those little girls who are not deeply involved in the world, everyone who loves beauty has it, and you are Jin Dan Jianxiu..."
Speaking of which, it is probably Wu Pan who also feels sorry for this Yumi from Luobei Mountain. This guy is really too good-looking, and really does not provoke anyone, but it is a sparse ordinary cliff overlooking the sky, or viewing the snow. , In a white dress holding a green bamboo stick, or heavy rain and rain, holding an umbrella slowly, hand twisting peach branches... This sword repairs more than meters, his mother did not speak, it is equivalent to talking, the key is still the silent victory Sound...
Yu Mi was even more aggrieved, lying on the table and twisting her teacup with her fingers. "They all say that you are in the north of Luzhou, where sword repairs are like clouds, sword fairies are everywhere. Jian Xiu's name, I knew that I wouldn't beat a swollen face to become a fat man, and honestly be my practising morale in the sea.
After Yu Mi arrived at Caique Mansion, she didn't shoot.
Therefore, Wu Pan has not been able to determine the real state of Yu Mi until now, but she can be sure that the other party is not a sea-viewing state, and it is likely to be a hidden infant sword repair.
And Yu Mi seems to care about Zhao Luan, but it is not the kind of men and women, but like an elder, protecting the juniors.
As a result, Liu Guibao, the proud disciple of the House Lord, seemed to have something wrong. Liu Guibao and Zhao Luan had an excellent relationship, but now they are a little awkward.
Liu Guibao came to the tea shop with a cold face, and placed a secret letter on the table.
Mi Yu's eyes lit up, his hands folded, he read words, and then opened the secret letter, almost burst into tears on the spot, one couldn't hold back, turned his head and thanked the Liu Guibao all the way: "Liu girl, great grace, no reward In the future, who dares to bully you, except Master Sun's House, except Sister Wutao, except all the land immortals in Luju, Beiju, then you can speak to me generously, I will fight each other..."
Liu Guibao just stared at him stupefiedly.
Isn’t you the most beating?
Mi Yu knew the answer in the girl's eyes, but still pretended to be stupid, but just stopped talking. Mi Yu carefully took away the secret letter from Piyun Mountain, stood up, took a deep breath, and finally returned.
Suddenly, three swords came to repair the sword, and Wu Bao and Liu Guibao hurriedly got up.
It was actually a female sword immortal, duckweed sword lake, sect master Li Cai.
Followed by the two heirs, the extremely young Jin Danjing Jianxiu Chen Li, and the relatively young Dragon Gate Jingxiu Gao Youqing.
Chen Li smiled and smiled with his heart: "This is not a big sword immortal, the style is better than the past, almost blinding me a pair of dog eyes."
Listen, more familiar, it is worthy of the little hermit of the Jianqi Great Wall.
You can't call back.
Mi Yu really likes these, and it feels too long.
Li Cai greeted the two female monks in Caiquefu after chatting with customers, and said to Mi Yu: "If I don't go to Aquarius, Laomi Sword Immortal will them to the mountain."
Mi Yu said: "I have to go to Yunshang City first and bring Zhao Shuxia."
Li Cai waved his hand, "Even if you bring all the female nuns in Caique Mansion, I don't care about you, but I said in advance, dare to hook up with Youqing, I will hack you to death. Even if you don't hook up, as long as you have ideas for you, I will hack you as well."
Mi Yu smiled and said: "Li Jianxian does not know, some girls, I see if they look at my eyes, I know if they have a heart."
Li Cai said: "Are you dead and shameless and telling the truth, is that your flying sword's fate?"
Mi Yu smiled and nodded, then asked: "I really can't see that Zhou worship?"
Li Cai scolded: "The who has no conscience, he just came to see me."
Mi Yu nodded vigorously, "Come on!"
Aquarius.
A new leader of the Lili dynasty, a Hanlin editor named Cao, suddenly got sick and quietly left the capital. At a Xianjia ferry, he took a ferry to the Niujiaoshan ferry.
In addition to this, one of the legendary princes, enshrined, enshrined, and those who made good ceremonies with Luobi Mountain began to set off.
On the Yunzhou ferry, Jiang Shangzhen sat on the railing and smiled: "I thought you would fight two games in a row."
Chen Pingan shook his head.
At the time, in the Jidu Temple, he and Wang Zhu, both sides of the house, just chatted far away through the window, outside the house.
She asked a question, "Why settle the agreement?"
Chen Pingan asked a question, "You think about it, really want to be blasphemy?"
As a result, neither party gave an answer.
Wang Zhu returned to Dadu's water and continued to retreat.
Yunzhou Ferry slowly docked at Niujiaoshan Ferry.
Pei Qian and Jiang Shangzhen were followed by nine sword fairy embryos.
But Chen Pingan left the ship early and landed.
Landed on a small mountain road, and finally walked on the two small grave heads, kneel and knelt.
Then take out a small bag and start adding soil to the tomb.
The man in the blue shirt, who had not been confused for years, poured a pot of wine in front of the grave, knelt on one knee, bent down, lowered his head, and spoke silently in his heart.
Finally, the man trembled slightly, wrinkled his face, and smiled softly: "Dad, mother, don't worry, except for a long time away from home, these days outside are actually very good."
Chen Ping'an remained silent for a long time and stayed in place for a long time.
When he got up and slowly descended the mountain, it was already twilight. When Chen Ping'an detoured a little, he went to the once fairy fairy grave, glanced at it from afar, and walked back to the end of Mud Bottle Alley. It was already late at night.
Take out a bunch of keys, open the courtyard door with the new brand couplet on both sides, gently close the courtyard door with the door god, and then open the door, look up at the word Chun, enter the house, and Chen Ping light the table The last light was lying on the table, and I wanted to keep a vigil, but one was careless and just fell asleep.
I don't know how many days and nights I slept.
At the dawn of the day, Chen Ping'an sat up, although a little sleepy, but still slowly got up and found that there was only one Pei Qian outside.
Pei Qian smiled and said, "I stopped Sister Nuanshu and Xiaomi grains and asked them to wait for Master at the foot of the mountain at Ji Sefeng."
Chen Pingan nodded with a smile, "Is it today?"
Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "More people are all at the door of the ancestral hall, and they are all here. The younger brothers are here, and it is estimated that they are still lying on the ground and taking a nap."
If it were not Wei Shanjun who imposed the landscape prohibition, it is estimated that the entire Beiyue land boundary at this time was aware of the strange weather of his own Ji Sefeng.
Chen Ping'an closed the door of the house and courtyard, stood in the clay bottle lane, and said, "Follow."
A blue shirt rises, and a black one follows.
The two floated down at the gate of Ji Sefeng.
The pink skirt girl and the little girl in black, one returned from the lotus lotus blessing, warm tree gave a blessing, shouted to the old man, one grin so big that the dustpan was so big that he couldn't close his mouth.
Chen Pingan squinted and smiled, with a small head in one hand, rubbed gently, smiled and said: "Go, go up the mountain."
When a blue shirt with a long hairpin appeared on the top of the steps, only dozens of students, disciples, Luo Poshan enshrined, Qing Qing, and their re-disciples and friends were found outside the Ji Sefeng ancestral hall.
There are too many people compared to the first ancestral temple of Ji Sefeng.
Chen Ping'an slowly moved forward, and finally stopped, he looked a little dazed for a while.
Pei Qian walked forward with the warm tree and the grain of millet towards the crowd, and then turned to face Chen Ping.
The mountain breeze brushed by, the blue shirt backed the sword, the big sleeves fluttered.
Facing everyone in front of them.
The mountain owner Chen Ping'an faced the crowd and suddenly clenched his fists to salute.
Opposite everyone, abruptly salute.
Chen Ping'an took the lead across the gate of the Patriarchate.
Ji Sefeng Patriarch Hall.
Hanging three hanging statues, Wen Sheng, Qi Jingchun, Cui Cheng.
A blue shirt stands at the forefront, holding incense in both hands.
Behind Chen Ping'an.
It is student Cui Dongshan, disciple Pei Qian, and student Cao Qingqing.
The Law of the Lost Mountain is long, and Wei Wenlong is the accountant.
Mountain warrior Zhu Lian, far away Lu Baixiang, Jindan bottleneck Jianxiu Sui right, far away Wei Xian.
Chen Lingjun, Chen Ruchu, Shi Rou.
It is enshrined in Luopo Mountain and protecting the mountain, and the right protects the rice grains.
Jiang goes, Zhang Jiazhen. Under Zhao Shu, Zhao Luan.
Cen Yuanji, Yuanbao, Yuanlai. The real name of Zhou Junchen's A Qi.
Xianren Realm Jianxiu Jiang Shangzhen. Autumn is the pinnacle of distant travel. Yu Pujing's bottleneck sword Xiu Miyu. Yuan Ying Jianxiu Cui Wei.
Named enshrined, blinded Taoist Jia Sheng, Zhao Denggao, Tian Jiu'er. Beiju Luzhou Pimazong Yuanying monk Du Wensi, Jin Dan sword repair Panglanxi.
Pei Xiang, the lord of the fox country, Yuanying under the water jellyfish, Qidun Mountain Yunzi.
Nine sword fairy embryos, He Gu, Yu Xiehui, Cheng Chaolu, Nalan Yudie, Yao Xiaoyan, Yu Qingzhang, He Xiangting, Bai Xuan, Sun Chunwang.
People who watch the ceremony.
Liu Xianyang. There are also Li Er, Li Liu, and Han Chengjiang. Lin Shouyi, Yu Lu, thank you, Dong Shuijing.
Beiyueshan Jun Wei barberry. Tai Jingjian Zong Liu Jinglong, disciple Bai Shou. Dong Gu, a disciple of Longquan Jianzong Kaishan. Aoyu Liu Liurun. Fan Er of the Old Dragon City, Mrs. Gui, disciple Jin Su. Sun Jiashu. Duckweed Jianhu inherited Chen Li, Gao Youqing. Chunwanzhai sword immortal Shao Yunyan, Mrs. Yan Yan hanging upside down. Li Fuhui, the realist sect of the book Jianhu, Zhou Caizhen. Wei Yusong, the of wealth in Pimazong. Sun Qing, the master of Caique House, and Liu Guibao, a disciple. Yunxingcheng Xu Xingjiu is named for Huanyun. Aixianzhou sword fairy Xie Songhua, the disciple lifted his shape and turned towards dusk. The Great Sword Immortal Weijin in the Fengxue Temple. Refers to Xuan Feng Yuan Ling Temple. Jin Wu Gong Yuan Ying Jian Xiu Liu Qingqing. Middle-earth Shenzhou Yu Yufu, Shao Yuan Dynasty Lin Junbi.
Today's Ji Sefeng Patriarch Hall.
There are many sword repairs and many martial arts.
The man who stood at the forefront, Chen Ping, who returned from a long journey, is both a sword immortal and an end. It is not only the mountain owner of Luoping Mountain in Aquarius, but also the hermit officer of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but also a disciple of the holy spirit of the world.
Soon, the whole world will know that the hidden officer Chen Eleven is called Chen Ping'an.