Chapter 892: Superman

Nothing happened overnight.
There is Xiaomo who is watching the night, it is difficult to want a little thing.
Just like before, Chen Ping’an and Xiao Mo traveled to Qingyuan County together, and they also worked as a dart master for a few days. The martial arts disciple who used the darts at that time had to worry about making an exception for drinking and whether he would be robbed by the gangsters. Up the dart. But in fact, at that time, in addition to a sword repairman in the ascending realm and a martial artist in the end, there was also a Zhixuanfeng Yuan Lingdian who was recognized that Yupu's killing power was comparable to that of immortals. Not to mention being placed in Qingyuan County, a small country, was placed in any world. If someone hits the dart like this, it is no longer called a robbery dart. According to a saying in the Summer Palace, it is called courtesy and sentimental.
Chen Ping'an closed his eyes and condensed his breath, taking his mind as a mustard seed, cleaning up the broken mountains and rivers in the small world.
Pei Qian stood on the edge of the cliff, standing with his fist shaking the mountain, like sleeping but not sleeping, warming his fist.
The fish belly was white that day, and Chen Ping'an suddenly proposed to go to the high places in the sky to watch the sea and watch the sunrise. Although he was down, Chen Ping'an was still a real martial artist.
Only Cao Qingqing, who was only a Dragon Gate monk for the time being, was not high enough for Yufeng's "flying", so Xiao Mo grabbed his shoulders and took them to the Tongyezhou Sky Screen together.
The sun rises above the sea, and instantly rises to the sky, shining brightly, chasing the stars and driving away the waning moon, a continent, from east to west, if the edict is issued, thousands of mountains and thousands of mountains are like fire.
After seeing the scenery and returning to the top of the mountain, Chen Ping'an raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and found something strange, auspicious and auspicious, about two thousand miles away from the top of the mountain. There is no small movement over there, a mountain top with colorful clouds condensed like a canopy. This is a sign that a place of mountains and rivers bred heaven and earth treasures. It is not a genus of immortal materials born in the sun from time to time, or a spiritual and beautiful land treasure bred by the luck of mountains and rivers. The lowest rank is also a magic treasure, otherwise it cannot be manifested. Kind of proof weather that is induced by heaven and earth.
However, this kind of auspicious vision will not last long. After all, compared to the heavenly materials and earth treasures that have nurtured a little light and true spirit, they are not only an opportunity to prove the way, but such a leak of the secret will be even more of a calamity.
After all, the distance was too far. With Chen Ping'an's current realm, he couldn't use his supernatural powers to watch the mountains and rivers, so Xiao Mo had to do it for him.
Xiao Mo glanced at the top of the mountain and said, "There is a dead ancient tree struck by lightning. There is a Ganoderma lucidum growing obliquely. Cover this secret secret, and within a few years of no accident, it can be successfully refined, but now it is more like protecting the ganoderma lucidum that is about to resuscitate. There is a centipede on the side, which has been refined into a human form. With a black dress and a youthful face, it is probably a coveted spirit creature. It is leading a bunch of mountain monsters and ghosts. It is... barely a formation, but it doesn't dare to get close to that little scorpion, waiting for the opportunity."
"Not far away, seven or eight hundred miles away, there is a yin shrine on the mountain that doesn't seem to have been enshrined by the court. The miasma is relatively heavy. It should be the centipede that is self-appointed as a mountain god, and the mountain is king."
"There is also a group of armored soldiers stationed at the foot of the mountain, and there are three middle-fifth-level qi practitioners inside."
"On a mountain road leading to the temple, there is a Taoist priest wearing a purple Taoist robe, who looks like a golden core monk."
"Farther away, the team of cars we encountered earlier clearly noticed the vision here, and the lady of the palace who used the book to pick the curtain is rushing to the temple of the gods and gods."
Chen Ping'an looked around and said, "If it was Tongyezhou before, the movement here might have attracted as many immortals as his hands."
Today is different from the past, just pick up a Jindan Dixian who was not enough to see in his early years, and he is already regarded as a mountain hero in Tongyezhou.
The new mountain lord of Dafu Academy, his real name is Cheng Longzhou, who was once the deputy head of Linlu Academy of Phiyun Mountain in Dali, whose avenue roots and feet is a ten-thousand-year-old dragon in Huangting State.
After taking office, he did something to make all the mountains and spirits north of Dafu Academy. Within ten years, as long as they are native monks, they must take the initiative to post with the neighboring court, or report directly to the academy, write a clear pseudonym, and practice. It is not allowed to travel long distances without authorization. This may seem unreasonable, but it is actually equivalent to a talisman issued by the Dafu Academy for a ten-year period.
Because during this period, neither the genealogy master on the mountain nor the gas trainer who has traveled to this place can not provoke or apprehend this group of monster monks casually. The local monster monks who have been recorded by the Ministry of Rites and Dafu Academy of various countries will not be reduced to being indiscriminately killed or "manslaughtered" by the monks in exchange for credit. If there is a dispute, no matter how big or small, the scholars and sages of the academy must go with other countries. The Ministry of Criminal Affairs will jointly try this matter and investigate it to the end.
I am afraid that this is also the intentional arrangement of the Confucian Temple. Only Cheng Longzhou can be qualified as the head of one of the 72 Confucian academies, and he is still in charge of the Dafu Academy in the middle of Tongyezhou.
Xiao Mo asked tentatively: "My son, the treasure in the mountain, not to mention the little Qiu that used the most stupid way to learn the true meaning of thunder, but only said that Ganoderma lucidum that intercepted thunder and struck the tree as a place to gain the truth, is it counted? The so-called heavenly things on Haoran Mountain?"
Chen Ping'an said: "It's already half a master."
Then Chen Ping’an smiled,
But according to the general mountain rules, it’s okay to really intervene. Before the treasure leaves the world, it’s not a bad idea for outsiders to block the mountain rules. It’s worth seeing. It’s called The one who has the highest skill will win, but if the cultivator has already taken him off the ground, he will rob him and commit a taboo."
Cao Qingqing said: "There will still be many genealogical monks traveling abroad, having similar opportunities, carrying heavy treasures, and on the way back to the division gate. They have been cautious and cautious. When they finally approach the gate, they still die violently and lose both human and wealth. It is not without a line. Suo, there is no evidence to check, even those who have clues, are mostly deliberately planted by the mountains. In the end, the most suspected Shanzawa Ye Xiu became more and more unwelcome. I'm bored, it is clear that both sides are monks on the mountain, but they are in the same situation, so how can they be the same."
Chen Ping’an said:
We can rush over and watch from a distance. A strong dragon can’t beat a local snake. As for how to do it, let’s see.

Pei Qian explained, "Master, here belongs to the border of Daliang State. There is an old emperor who is old. He fled in his early years and was separated all the way. I heard that in the end, he was only with two or three rebels. The root of the disease fell, after the restoration of the country, he could not heal for a long time and could not be cured for many years, so he let the prince supervise the country, and then I did not know where to find a Taoist priest, boasting that he could take the fairy bait alchemy pill, and he was proficient in prolonging life. Very long life, after several dynasties, mentioning the events five to six hundred years ago, it is vivid and clear. There is also a female disciple with a beautiful face and a beautiful appearance by the Taoist priest, who claims to have a predestined relationship with the present son, in order to repay the grace of the past. Long-cherished wish, that's why she asked her master to go down the mountain, assist and help Liang Guo overcome the difficulties, so that she can complete her merits and return to the immortal class."
"The Taoist priest of unknown origin was quickly honored by the Emperor Liang as a true person who protects the country. In a paper edict, the imperial court officials and local officials collected celestial grass from the five mountains and famous mountains, and made the immortal medicine eternal pill. Promoted, the common people can get rich. Last time I passed by here, the whole country was full of mountain-driving people. Some local officials either bought heavily with other countries or went to a Xianjia ferry to scan for goods. There was really no way out. , I had to fake the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum for ten thousand years. I heard some rumors that the prince of Liang Guo, who supervised the country, was very at odds with this powerful guardian of the country."
"I was passing by this Liang country. I was worried that the pair of masters and disciples who had robbed the high position of the temple was a pair of wild monster monks who had not had time to escape from Tongyezhou. So I went to the Taoist Temple of Beijing and the Imperial Palace. I saw the woman and was born. It looks good, it can be called a beauty, but it’s not like a bad guy. He complains and complains all the time. As for the true protector of the country who suddenly became noble, I think he is not high in realm, maybe he is a golden man on the mountain. It should be the purple-clothed Taoist that Mr. Xiao Mo just mentioned."
"Although the whole country travels up and down the mountains to find medicine, it hurts the people and money, but the Taoist also did some practical things, gathered the corpses from all over the country, founded the righteous village, and then let the big and small Taoist temples open their doors and stop their spirits for people to help them return to their hometown. I have seen that. The attitude of the real person who protects the country is still not sure about the good and evil of the other party, so I didn’t care about anything in the end, and continued to travel south and downstream. I planned to stop and watch for a few more days on the way home from the north, but later in the cloud. On the other side of the cave, I met the master."
Chen Ping'an nodded in approval and said, "It is hearty and careful, very good."
I am a big disciple of the mountain, a bit old-fashioned.
Pei Qian grinned.
Cao Sunny said suddenly: "Sir, in fact, the master sister also took the time to write this Shanshui Travels. I recorded Tongyezhou's experience along the way, and the content is detailed, but I don't know why, Liangguo's experience in the rivers and lakes, there is not a word in the book. write."
Pei Qian glared at him.
Isn't she worried about this matter, if she is not doing it well, if she is known by the master, she will suffer from chestnut?
In Chen Pingan's words, "Did you charge you money?"
Cao Qingqing smiled and said nothing.
Pei Qian was furious, but she didn't show anything on her face, she just squinted at each other.
Okay, when you Cao Mu-mutou ranks among the golden alchemists, don't blame yourself for being too light to compete in the same school.
Seeing Pei Qian's long-lost golden-character action, Cao Sunny was indeed a little bit embarrassed. But after all, it was not the white head of Taihui Jianzong, and Cao Sunny didn't even sweat on his forehead.
Chen Ping'an patted the proud student on the shoulder, scowled and said, "It's not bad to make a complaint in person."
Cao Sunny nodded, "Remember."
What the husband meant was that he was not face to face.
Xiao Mo smiled heartily.
Pei Qian asked, "Master, do we want to meet that purple-clothed Taoist priest?"
The true guardian who occupies the important temple of Daliang State, whether the other party is pretending to be a ghost, anyway, his master knows at first sight, at most a few words, it must be counted.
Chen Ping'an shook his head and smiled: "No hurry. Let's take a look at how this true protector of the country dealt with the imperial empress. Don't worry, Master will definitely protect the place where Xiaoqiu and Lingzhi depend on each other. , And strive not to let outsiders disturb the subsequent enlightenment and refining of both sides."
The world is also strange. Human beings are no longer human beings. The genus of spirits is closer.
Pei Qian nodded.
Follow the master to walk the rivers and lakes together, it is peace of mind.
The mountains and rivers, looking at it will be a little sweet and affectionate.
Master was not in the years when he was in his hometown and the world.
Pei Qian has already traveled through Aquarius Island, North Ju Lu Island, Ai Ai Island, Middle Earth God Island, Jin Jia Island, South Po Su Island, and Tong Ye Island.
Haoran Jiuzhou, only Fuyaozhou and Liuxiazhou have never set foot.
According to the old cook, even the little brother who had only been to Wuzhou Mountains and Rivers in her home was not as much as she wandered around.
She was mostly alone.
Before she knew it, she went from being a small black coal to a slim girl, and then into a young woman today.
Many mountains and rivers are the same people.
Traveling through mountains and rivers, in addition to the markets under the mountains, I have also seen many landscape gods, demons, and weird roads.
The gorgeous ghost in the water, lying half-suspended in the water, seems to use the water surface as a mirror, dressing against the mirror, with a blue silk swaying like water grass.
In the isolated mountains and old forests, there are mandrills who are proficient in ancient seal symbols. They have been refined for thousands of years and are proficient in swordsmanship. They are swept down from the top of the mountain to the mountainside mansion. The figure and the sword light are like a white stone, hanging between the blue cliffs. .
Seeing that the other party's face is not good, I think I feel that someone has broken into the house without permission, and I am in a bad mood. Pei Qian was just passing by, so he apologized with the mandrill-shaped white-clothed old man and planned to leave. It was just that the other party refused to give up and fight several times. The sword blocked the way, anyway, no one was destined to know about this narrow encounter, Pei Qian rewarded the opponent with a set of crazy swordsmanship, and never thought that even if she suppressed the two realms, she would still win the opponent.
The two sides couldn't communicate with each other, but after the other party was defeated, they were not angry but rather happy, and their faces were full of surprises, and they looked very sincere and sturdy.
It scratched its ears and scratched its cheeks, making random gestures with its hands and feet. It still couldn't make it clear. In the end, it offered the ancient sword in its hands with both hands, probably because it wanted the female sword fairy to teach this superior sword technique. As a reward, it can be given away. That sword. It's just that Pei Qian ignored it and left directly Yufeng.
That set of crazy swordsmanship was what she played with when she was a child. It has the face to learn, but Pei Qian has no face to teach.
In one temple, the five hundred arhats in the Arhat Hall were all destroyed in the flames of war.
The temple is just raising money to find skilled craftsmen to reshape the Luohan statue. The so-called golden body is actually to stick gold leaf. The pilgrims who became acquainted with each other can be recorded in the merit book, and they can also set up a monument to engrave their names. Pei Qian took out all the gold and silver on his body, but he used the name of the master.
She also enshrines a lotus lamp, and then chooses a piece of red paper, presses it under the lamp, and writes on it the auspicious language that Peiqian can match at a glance.
And that day happened to be the fifth day of May of that year.
Later, Pei Qian bit his head and confessed his sisters with a mountain woman. He saw a city who had the same amount of alcohol as Lao Wei. In the willow head of that month, a land prince and a river lady, Qing Qing, I, I, It turned out that there was a fisherman sitting by the water, and he thought that Pei Qian was an eyesore. There is a small country mountain monarch with a purple waist jade, patrolling the mountains and rivers, driving majestic and majestic.
There are so many strange things, Pei Qian travels the world alone like this, he won't feel boring, but he won't find it much fun.
Thinking about it, Pei Qian has only a simple impression.
No way, that's it.
Together Yufeng went to the top of the mountain, and then Chen Ping'an picked a secluded location not too far away, and let Xiaomo use his hand to watch the mountains and rivers while spreading out three landscape paintings.
There was a Taoist priest in purple clothes with a crown of jade, walking slowly on the mountain road until he reached
He walked to the entrance of the Shanshen Temple, carrying a stone picked from the roadside in his hand, the size of a fist, he walked to the empty temple, squatted at the door, and placed the stone casually on the threshold.
"Pan Dao's method of victory with one hand, I have to say..."
The Taoist in Ziyi looked at the ordinary stone standing on the spine of the mountain like peaks and ridges. He thought about it and typed all over the manuscript, and finally came up with a more satisfactory wording, "It's amazing."
Then the true protector of the country with a golden crown was bored sitting on the steps outside the door, as if with the stone, waiting for the return of the temple owner.
In the neighboring countries around Daliang, there are no Xianjia hills to speak of, and the mountain empress who escaped in the troubled times, if no accident, she will soon be promoted to a mountain king. , No one argues, it is really enviable.
"The ancients said that the immortal medicine, the eclosion of the service, the immortal. This is the most fascinating word, the mountains are lofty and the water is full, the wind is strong, and people can walk through the iron shoes, and the haze is endless. The clothes are wide and wide, thousands of mountains, if you are a Taoist Obsessive but not comprehending, thousands of mountains and thousands of mountains higher and deeper, everywhere demons are born. Just want a rooster to announce the dawn, awaken the heavens and humans... There is still a word to the end, how can you rhyme and charm?"
The purple-clothed Taoist slapped his knee, and said, "The sunset clouds cover the moon, the stars are thin and the night is heavy, my golden alchemist, a golden elixir will come to the court, a little spiritual light will break through the mountains and rivers, I am not a god, who is a god? ?!"
The Taoist in Ziyi was complacent, nodded to himself, and smiled with his palms, "Wonderful!"
I took out a small wine gourd from my sleeve. It was very small. It was estimated that it was like three or four taels of wine at most. After taking a sip, the Taoist in Ziyi looked up and sighed. There are gods in three feet, and the poor do not believe that the day will rise to the blue sky."
In the end, there was a long silence, and he raised the small hip flask in his hand high and muttered: "Back then, I immediately drank the monarch's wine in the mountains, but now I only see the blue sky and no one sees him."
With a clatter, the purple-clothed Taoist slapped his head on the back, his head tilted, and his orifices bleed suddenly, and then he threw his body limp to the ground.
That's it?
On Chen Ping'an's side, there was just a fast-moving "car wheel". It seemed that he had received an decree from the palace's empress to change the route temporarily and head straight to Chen Ping'an and his party.
Two maids lifted up the curtains, and slowly walked out of the Babu bed. An unusually tall woman, one foot and three feet tall, she was strangely tall, but she was whiter than snow. She was well-proportioned, and her body was thick and graceful. true.
This mansion empress, with willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, her expression is cold, not anger or prestige.
Xiao Mo thought of a book describing a beautiful woman, with light makeup and thin shirts, and a fairy-like appearance.
I saw that she was holding the rolled up sheet music and came slowly, with a simple crystal birch hanging from her waist and a red braided knot. Only the new thing was old, and the old thing was as new.
She named the one behind her as a babu bed for a long journey on the ferry, and named it a place for planting flowers and reading. In addition to many books, there are many clear bottles hanging on the inner wall of the carriage, each with a flower.
She was more than ten feet away from Chen Ping'an and the others, and stopped to ask: "Are the immortals here to hunt for treasure?"
There is no such thing as "treasure hunting".
The monks in the mountains have always restrained their respect with the Tao, disregarding the light princes under the mountains.
And as a mansion monarch and mountain god, she is regarded as a half official, not to mention the fact that she drove out of the border of the country and landed in the border of this beam country. She was tantamount to leaving her own landscape and the realm of cultivation would be greatly reduced.
Chen Ping'an clasped his fist and said, "We have just passed by since we have seen the princes and empresses."
It is not a mountain who can build a mansion in addition to building temples, and he is not qualified to have that pomp when he goes out.
Nowadays, the Jinhuang Mountain Divine Mansion and the Pine Needle Lake Water Monarch Mansion in the Daquan Dynasty are like this, similar to the Kaifeng of Jindan Dixian.
As for Muihe Shui Mansion after it was upgraded to Biyou Palace, the golden and jade genealogy on the mountain will be even higher. As a water empress, there is no need to pay attention to the landscape taboo of "mountain gods do not enter the water, water gods do not go up the mountain", she can even swagger away. The Five Sacred Mountains of One Country are a guest.
Hearing from the other party that he was just passing by, of course the mountain goddess didn't believe it. Who was not touched by this rare opportunity in the fairy family?
In fact, she doesn’t know how to deal with this immortal master from a foreign country at the moment. If she can obtain the "dipo" from the monk in front of her and Daliang Guohuoguo true person, take it to her own mountain palace, and then properly cultivate the one that has already opened up. The Ganoderma lucidum is mutually beneficial, and both parties have great benefits. If you hire the little Qiu who is about to succeed in refining, it is of course the best result, but now it seems to be hanging.
Chen Ping'an instantly noticed the strange aura at the entrance of the Shanshen Shrine, a little curious and suspicious, and glanced at Xiao Mo next to him.
Pei Qian did the same, but she turned her head to look at her master for the first time.
From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Cao Sunny, this Cao Mu, what can be done, heh, a longmen realm great monk who can form a golden pill immediately, chanting as a wooden pestle.
"I just wanted to use a sword to save people, but the purple-clothed Taoist, intentionally or unconsciously, gave me a glance before being attacked."
Xiao Mo immediately explained in his own heart: "The one who attacked this person was a demon monk in the Jade Pure Realm. It is undoubtedly from the wild world."
Chen Pingan smiled and nodded and said, "I borrowed a skin from a ‘Golden Core’ monk, so he can hide his identity, and then pick up the identity of a real protector of the country, completely change his face, and be able to show his face. It’s killing two birds with one stone."
Pei Qian was a little confused, and asked, "Master, what about this vision? That monster monk, why didn't you shoot it earlier? There is also the real person who protects the country, letting the monster dove occupy the magpie's nest. what?"
Chen Ping’an explained:
The monster monk made a deliberate blindness. If it weren’t for meeting the worldly expert in that Taoist door, it would really be nothing superfluous. Now the various forces in Tongyezhou, Led by the three academies, both openly and secretly, they are carefully "searching the mountains" to avoid fish slipping through the net. At least it is necessary to ensure that no one of the upper five-level demon race hides in a certain place. Let’s make an analogy, a mountain Sword boats, flying swords fall on the earth like rain, people on the ground, if they can’t beat the flying swords, and then just avoid them, it’s still very dangerous. Then the easiest and most effective way to protect yourself is to find a flying sword to smash the ground. Hide in the pit. Regardless of how the Xiaoqiu and Ganoderma lucidum on the mountain top will end up in the game, who will eventually fall into it, when the auspicious weather dissipates, the spiritual energy in the mountain is completely wiped out, and they will not be looked down upon as a gas trainer in the lower five realms. In the barren land of the eye, it is destined that no one will pay attention to this mountain in the future. It can be seen that this jade innocence demon clan still took a little thought, but it was a pity that he encountered the Taoist priest in the'Golden Core' state, which was self-defeating. Nothing. If nothing else, the true guardian who is good at hiding clumsiness rushed to it from the beginning."
The current Chen Pingan is afraid that the unidentified purple-clothed Taoist, the drunkard’s intention is not to drink, and Wu Shuangjiang was on a night boat at the beginning. A fortune-teller, relying on the evolution of the hexagram and the road deduction, has long been there and waited for the rabbit. After that, I just waited for myself to pass by here, and then went to the mountains to "mind my business".
It's just that Chen Pingan couldn't communicate with one of the joints. If you really want to calculate yourself, why remind Xiao Mo in advance with his eyes? Even if the other party sees that Xiao Mo is not easy to provoke, he changes his mind and prepares the well water for the time being to avoid the river. You can go down the mountain and retreat. Otherwise, you can find a way to scare away the Yupu-level monster monk who is waiting for an opportunity. It's safer to "play dead" than it is now.
The air ripples at the entrance of the mountain temple in the distance were fleeting, and the mansion lady didn't even notice the slightest.
Xiao Mo felt a little guilty.
It was his own mistake to fail to see through the realm of the purple-clothed Taoist.
Chen Ping'an smiled and comforted: "Don't blame yourself, there are too many weird people, we are not bad about this. There are some accidents, if you can't hide, then soldiers will come to cover the water."
Xiao Mo nodded.
In fact, what comforts people's hearts more than words is the instinctive look of my son.
When things happen suddenly, it is not shock, complaint, or questioning, but curiosity, trust, and peace of mind.
Chen Ping'an frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and quickly said with a smile: "Since the host of Liang Nation has opened the door to welcome guests, we seem to have no reason to get in. Let's go and see."
At the entrance of the temple, a crooked old man squinted his eyes and looked at the corpse on the ground. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he smiled in a slightly lame Tongyezhou Yayan: "Good fellow, I just spoke with a louder tone. Great, I almost didn't scare me to death. Fortunately, I can deduct Dao Shu and do some calculations temporarily."
After walking around the corpse, the old man nodded frequently and said: "I have a good skin, and it is worthwhile for me to take risks. In this way, I can finally go to the mountains and enjoy a happy life without being nestled here. ."
The old man finally made up his mind, pinch the tactics, his body shape turned into a mist of blue smoke, penetrated into the seven orifices of the purple-clothed Taoist priest, suddenly, the figure of the old man was not seen, the purple-clothed Taoist straightened his body, instantly stood up, his movements were stiff, and slowly twisted He raised his hands again, shook the sleeves of the two Taoist robe, a pair of eyes turned to pitch black, but soon returned to normal, moistened his throat, learned that Taoist priest became a chief inspector, haha ​​laughed: "Poor and polite Now, Fusheng immeasurable Tianzun."
Then the "Purple-Clothed Taoist priest" had a distorted face, as if he was very painful, and said to himself: "Pan Dao is neither a Bai Yujing Taoist nor a Sandong disciple. It is not appropriate to say this sentence according to the method of Taoism and the rules of the mountain. '. Of course, the poor way is the main and you are the guest, the main is the guest, and you are happy."
A body skin is like a jail.
Facing the seven apertures, the wisps of smoke from the soul of the monster monk were not allowed to "get out of the hole".
After a while, the green smoke disappeared, and the purple-clothed Taoist screamed and said, "There is a small accident. With a mysterious natal creature, the realm of Yupu, there is the killing power of an immortal. Poor Dao is really... Dao is not low, quite not. It's low."
Seeing the group of four people falling in front of him, the Taoist priest in Ziyi looked at Pei Qian and said with a smile: "Those easy tricks in the poor way are not ultimate methods, but if they are used well and expediently, they can also benefit all living beings."
A Taoist who became a true protector of the country, but he spoke Buddhist language.
The eccentric Taoist priest squinted his eyes and said, "If you don’t go shopping, the newly-acquired disciple of the poor road, and the Emperor of Liang, do have a predestined relationship that needs to be kind. Of course, Miss Zheng. I have already met her."
"Ms. Zheng, at a young age, she fought fiercely on the battlefield of Jin Jiazhou. Peng Dao has long heard of it, and I admire it. As for asking Cao Ci for four rounds of boxing, it is even more famous. If you want to know, Peng Dao is even more famous. Covering your ears with your hands will not work."
Pei Qian said nothing.
It seems that he finally found the man in the green shirt. The purple-clothed Taoist priest looked and looked again, and then he suddenly said: "This realm rises and falls...the earth fairy sword immortal, is it the thunderous Luoposhan Lord Chen Shanzhu? It is our Zheng The girl’s master?"
Chen Pingan did not hold his fists, hesitate, let alone condemn him. He just looked as usual and said with a smile: "Senior summoned him, I dare not come."
It must be a worldly expert.
It's just that no matter how Chen Ping'an guesses, no matter how whimsical he is, he can't guess the identity of this person.
The purple-clothed Taoist priest seemed to see through Chen Ping’an’s mind, and waved his hand: "A real person does not show his face, and his appearance is not a real person. The real worldly expert must be someone you don’t know before, and it may be the rolling maid next to the palace lady. It may be some armored soldier at the foot of the mountain in the distance. Anyway, Poor Dao alone is definitely not a real master. Chen Shanzhu looks at too much, Poor Dao can't bear it."
Chen Ping'an smiled and did not speak, as if he was a junior listening to the teachings of the predecessor on the top of the mountain.
The purple-clothed Taoist sighed, "As expected to be the lord of a sect, good temper, as expected to have seen big scenes in a foreign land, good concentration, poor Dao has long been said, fate is not as hard as fate, no matter how good it is, after all, it can’t be forever. Good, but life is hard, but I can always climb high without stopping, occasionally telling the pace of the pace. It is said that people have the ambition to skyrocket, the mind is tenacious, but if there is no luck, they are still incapable of self-control. Then this point Fortunately, I don't know what kind of unique opinion Chen Shanzhu, who is a closed disciple of Wensheng's line, would have?"
Chen Ping’an replied:
The blessings that come from the heavens must first open their wisdom. The most inconspicuous and the most important.

The purple-clothed Taoist's eyes lit up and he stroked his palms and smiled, "Some nonsense limericks are written in a single stroke, regardless of the meaning and refinement of the words, but the beauty is also excellent."
After coughing a few times, the Taoist priest in Ziyi brewed some words and said: "Pan Dao is a straight character, and he never speaks in a roundabout way. There are two nonsense words that I hope will not become a prophecy. I don't know if I should say it?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Senior has the final say."
On the way here, Chen Ping'an took out a trekking stick from a nearby object.
The Taoist in Ziyi glanced at the green bamboo stick in Chen Ping'an's hand, "When you don't cut it, you will suffer from chaos. If you don't drop it, you will suffer from it."
Chen Pingan clenched the hiking stick in his hand, nodded and said, "Teached."
After Xiao Mo appeared, he kept smiling.
Xiao Mo slowly put away his smile on his face until he heard these few words that he felt were well-deserved nonsense.
The "chicken rib" flying sword that had been stripped out was previously named Xinhuo by his own son.
Xiao Mo begged twice again, begging Chen Pingan
Helped to name the remaining three natal flying swords.
Therefore, the one that Xiao Mo loves the most, can drag an ancient star to the ground, and was named "lotus root" by the son, which means that the root of the lotus is broken.
The flying sword that can imitate the magical powers of others is named "True."
The last one that can detain the spirits of the monks is called "Drunk Country".
Very good, maybe today you can have a good fight with the great monk on the top of the mountain.
As for the other party's surname and name, whether it was a person in the Taoist school, where it came from, and which ancestor of the sect, later he just let go of his hands and feet and asked the sword.
Just ask.
"do not!"
The Taoist in Ziyi waved his hand vigorously, and said solemnly: "Pan Dao is a lazy person who doesn't seek improvement. It is not worthy of this senior and Chen Shanzhu to ask the sword together. It is unnecessary to destroy thousands of mountains and rivers."
He wasn't surprised that the guy in the yellow hat and blue shirt was so high and murderous.
On the contrary, it was the young sword repairer's "holding a staff like a sword", which surprised him quite a bit.
I almost mistakenly thought that I was dazzled. Actually, the last hidden official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi did not fall, but broke?
It seems not.
Fortunately not.
Otherwise, the Hidden Officer of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and his accomplishments in swordsmanship, will inevitably be disappointed.
The purple-clothed Taoist priest began to talk about it, as if seeing the situation is not good, he turned to the usual routine.
"My generation of monks, who are away from home, want to live for a long time and get together. Being kind to others is the first priority. Blindly fights and kills. It hurts the sky and does not say. It is not forgiving, that is, not forgiving, and for nothing. Sunshine Avenue becomes a single-plank bridge, why bother to come."
"The location of Chen Shanzhu's next clan is now settled. Can the next clan have a name? If it doesn't exist for the time being, Pang Dao can help."
"I don't want to conceal each other, the matter of naming, the poor Dao is still a little knowledgeable, and it is much higher than this body Dao Fa."
Chen Pingan was very patient and listened to the chatter of this mountain senior.
It's just that the palm of the hand is pressed against the hiking stick, and the other is clenched in the abdomen.
The purple-clothed Taoist suddenly asked a digressive question, "I don't know what Master Chen Shan thinks about the behavior of the female practitioner in Yuzhigang?"
Chen Ping'an said: "The chief culprit in the destruction of Shimen, in his own sect, in his hometown of Tongyezhou, and in the world of Haoran, are all serious faults."
"Then? There will be no more ‘then’ or ‘but’, right?"
The purple-clothed Taoist asked with a smile: "The proud disciples who are taught by old scholars and carefully taught can not have the following, are they?"
Chen Ping'an originally hesitated to speak but stopped, but finally remained silent.
The Taoist priest in purple shook his head and waved: "Go down the mountain."
A pun.
It's a pity that the previous "fortunate".
The old scholar took such a closed disciple?
The eldest Sword Immortal of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, let this person be the hidden official? Why don't you just keep the worrying seedlings?
What's the matter, Chen Qing, you are all photographed by the existence behind this young man?
When did Chen Qingdu and Jianqi Great Wall both need to be like this?
Daoist in Ziyi must be worried, and if he looks at the young man more, he can't help but ask Jian first.
Sitting back on the steps, Taoist Ziyi took out the small wine gourd again, took a sip, and said, "Chen Ping An, you don't have to think about it. The person I'm waiting for here is not you, but a friend of yours. It's just that. You are lucky to make friends, the other person, his vision of making friends, can only be regarded as average."
Chen Pingan turned his head and asked, "Are you waiting for Zhang Shanfeng?"
The Taoist in Ziyi laughed and said, "Is he a wise man after all."
then? On my own side, there is nothing left.
Chen Ping'an turned around, put the trekking stick away and put it in a nearby place, making a salute, "The younger generation has seen Tianshi Liang."
Longhushan Tianshi Mansion, Huang Zigui, all surnamed Zhao.
Since ancient times, there is only one exception, and that is the great celestial master of Longhushan, such as the previous real person, the fire dragon on the ground.
The Taoist priest in purple was expressionless, turning a deaf ear.
This old true man who has returned to the basics and has a good face can only sigh. This time he went out of the mountain, from beginning to end, it was extremely boring, and today is no exception.
The old man shook his head, poor embroidered tiger, sad Qi Jingchun, unfortunately Wensheng is in the same line.
The purple-clothed Taoist glanced at the ground, stomped gently, sighed, and had to squint his temper and temper, and said to the young man, "Operate the next sect well, don’t say anything for your Wensheng lineage, let alone talk about it. If the world is alive, it's good for yourself."
Chen Ping'an turned his back to the great celestial master from Longhushan who only knew his surname Liang, nodded, and continued down the mountain.
Xiao Mo's face was pale.
Cao Sunny and the senior Xizhu gently shook their heads, indicating that it was all right.
In fact, the old man sitting on the steps originally wanted to ask, he would ask Chen Ping An, how do you think of this Tong Yezhou?
But the premise is that the other party answers the first question.
After a battle is fought, even though he has won, the price of the awe-inspiring world is not unrelenting. It is equivalent to half of the country of four and a half continents. It is in shattered and horrible conditions.
But Fuyaozhou, the backbone of the defeat is straight, even if it is Jinjiazhou, even if there is a great ascendant monk Wanyan Laojing who betrayed Haoran, his reputation on the mountain is as good.
There is also Chen Chun'an in Nan Po Su Zhou, and the mountains and rivers of the continent, especially the coastal front, are actually not bad.
Only this Tongye Island, up and down the mountain, seems to be extremely humane.
Fortunately, the land of a continent has never been completely drowned, but there is no one in the house. The mountains and rivers and the land are like a wild ghost sitting in the homeland at night, and it is even more lonely.
The old real man rubbed his chin, looked at the back of the green shirt slowly descending the mountain, then glanced at the sky, and remembered something, "Why don't you retrieve the head of the great ancestor Tuoyueshan?"
Chen Pingan replied with his heartfelt voice: "He is Jian Xiu."
The old real man yelled, and asked with a smile: "It's a good pavement, wonderful, is it just to deal with similar problems? This kind of fame and reputation is really amazing. The young people nowadays are really amazing. Or is it that old scholars can teach you? it is good?"
Chen Ping'an turned his head and said, "As a junior, I would like to remind seniors at the end that it's almost enough."
The old real man tweeted, "Hey, he was still a young man with a little temper. Why, he finally stopped being that hypocrite. Isn't it a silly thing? Or is it a foresight, and I have begun to worry that I will spread words around, saying that you are a scholar. , The city mansion is very serious, and when I saw a great celestial master from Longhushan, he didn’t dare to say anything about it? So I have to make a temporary remedy and take the opportunity to pretend to be with me?"
Step by step, sentence by sentence.
Chen Ping'an turned around, looked at the old man, and said to Pei Qian and Cao Qingqing: "You immediately leave with the wind, the farther the better."
Pei Qian hesitated.
Cao Sunny said: "Pei Qian, go away."
Pei Qian remembered the master's "question boxing" on the second floor of the bamboo building before, and she no longer hesitated.
The old man smiled and stood up, stretched his waist and stretched his muscles and bones. Then he would have a good grasp of the three natal flying swords of the peak sword repair of the ascension realm, as well as the level of swordsmanship of a last hidden official and the weight of the fist of the end swordsman?
It's not the first time that you can run away if you can't beat it, anyway.
Xiao Mo whispered to the old real man with his own heartfelt words: "Say in advance, will I be the winner, or the life and death?"
This time, Xiao Mo didn't say hello to his son, so he didn't plan to discuss the matter.
It's just that the old man in front of him seems to have suffered a serious injury, and his heart is not complete.
As long as it really fights, Xiao Mo will never let his son get involved.
He had to do what he had promised the swordsmanship evangelist and Mr. Wensheng.
At this moment, a young man in white clothes who came here in a hurry, bent over and gasped, stood on the roof of the mountain temple, and said angrily: "The surname Liang, are you crazy?! Your trip to Tongye Zhouzhi Okay, if I couldn't beat that so or so, I cast my anger on my husband?"
The old man turned his head and looked at the hurried Cui Dongshan. It didn't make sense. He had already covered the secrets in advance and shouldn't be blocked by this bastard.
Chen Ping'an was stunned when he heard the words.
Cui Dongshan was very angry, "Do you still need to ask the answer? Whenever you old guy speaks, my husband will be silent?!"
It turned out that in the early years, this old man of very high generation and age had neither established a sect, nor had he taken up his followers to open up branches and leaves. He lived alone in the mountains for thousands of years, until his heart felt instinctive. , I was very quiet and thoughtful, and started going down the mountain. In addition to the incense sentiment many years ago, I was invited to serve as the great celestial master of Longhushan, and the child of Zhao Tianlai was worried about the young man named Zhang Shanfeng. People, because of the "hereditary renunciation" of the title of celestial master of the foreign surname, which will promote the cultivation, which is not conducive to the practice of the young people, they will decline the suggestion of the fire dragon real person. Moreover, in that troubled world, Longhushan really needed a foreigner who was more able to fight and could "use it as soon as possible."
No matter what, if you cannibalize people and take short hands, you have to bite the bullet and swim here and plan early. The result, it’s not very good, it’s just nothing, it’s so embarrassing, it’s just hiding here and dare not return to the Middle-earth Divine Continent, especially Longhu Mountain. Of course, he really needs to heal his injuries, so much so. In the last hundred years, I have to admit my fate, and Yijing should not move.
He used to be a close friend of a celestial master of Longhushan, and both parties used to travel far beyond the sky with the saint of ceremony.
It's just that when they went there, the two went together and fought side by side, and never thought that there was only one person left on the way home.
Those who are depressed, have nothing but goodbye.
It's ridiculous to say that this time I came back to Tongyezhou to lurch, and he failed to assassinate someone, and failed to make him fall one or a half levels. He was also seriously injured and completely deprived of the idea of ​​entering the fourteenth level, so I had to stay. After several years of training in Tongyezhou, he will return to his hometown.
The person who was assassinated by the great celestial master outside Longhushan was exactly the Wenhai and thorough in the wild world!
The old real man turned his head and asked, "The answer is?"
Chen Pingan said: "It's human nature."
"Yes."
The old real person sighed, then repeated the two words in a deep voice, "Yes!"
The compassionate heart of the female ancestor of Yuzhigang who made a big mistake at a certain moment cannot be completely ignored. This is not to say that this humanity can make up for mistakes, of course, it is far from making up, and even needs to be used by future generations to constantly alert themselves to similar situations, do not repeat the same mistakes, but the only problem is that outsiders, bystanders, if you ignore that The brilliance of people's hearts for a moment, for any mountain monk who is expected to climb to the top, or even ascend to the sky, may also be a catastrophe in the future.
Otherwise, the old man really wouldn't be so "making things difficult" for an old scholar's closed disciple.
If it's not pleasing to the eye in general, just ignore it.
In the final analysis, I am afraid of that in case.
For example, as Zou Zi worried, a fifteen-level sword repairman appeared in the world? !
What if this person is already inhuman?
Just in case, even this person still doesn't know it? !
Lao Zhen's popularity changed completely, and he asked seriously again: "Chen Ping'an, that poor Dao has to rely on the old to sell the old, knowingly asked, what do you think of the Tongyezhou under your feet?"
Without any hesitation, Chen Ping'an replied: "Indus is really unwilling to fail, and there is still a sound when counting leaves in front of the wind."
The old man was stunned for a long time, and finally suffocated, "I thought about it with the poor Dao. The content is exactly the same, but it's not bad."
Cui Dongshan sat on the roof, patted himself on the cheek, and smiled angrily: "The surname is Liang, let me ask you a simpler question, what is this thing called?"
Chen Pingan stared, "How did you talk to seniors?"
Cui Dongshan immediately jumped off the roof and rubbed his shoulders for the old man on tiptoe, "Tianshi Liang, we might as well take advantage of Zhao Tianlai's not in Longhushan. Say?"
The old man was taken aback, "You bastard, don't talk nonsense."
The old man beckoned again: "Chen Shanzhu, come here, pull up brother Cui, and have a drink together. Poor Dao has to pay you a guilty, and then suppress the shock."
Chen Ping'an asked Xiao Mo to call Pei Qian and Cao Qingqing back, and then walked to the door, and sat on the steps with the old man.
Xiao Mo and Cui Dongshan sat aside.
The old man shook the wine gourd vigorously and put it in his sleeve, but unfortunately, there was no wine.
Chen Pingan had to pass a pot of wine.
The old man reduced his smile, and sighed for some reason, feeling a little sad. He thought about those old friends who had become ancient people again. He drank a sip of wine, wiped his mouth, looked into the distance, and whispered, "On the way of life. The more hope you give, and you don’t want to let them down, the harder this person will be."
Chen Ping'an turned sideways, lifted the hip flask in his hand, and said something that surprised the old man again. The old man was speechless and had to drink obediently.
The old man thought it would be an answer similar to "you can have fun in hardship", but the young man next to him said: "You can drink with a real person."