Sword comes

Chapter 307

Knowing that the master had died, the little novice cried very sadly. He couldn't see and open up. He didn't look like a monk at all.

But Chen Pingan looked at the little bald head who was crying loudly, and shook the old monk's arm vigorously, as if trying to wake up the master from his sleep. Chen Pingan felt that it was human nature to do so.

Later, after learning that Master had passed away, he actually burned the relics mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures. The little novice laughed again, thinking that Master's Dharma might still be a little powerful.The little novice still doesn't look like a monk.

Chen Pingan has been helping the temple with the funeral affairs of the old monk. After busy work, he privately talked with the new abbot of Xinxiang Temple about the old monk's thoughts. Don't rush to publicize the relics, lest at this moment, In vain has provoked criticism from the market, and may even arouse speculation from the government.The new abbot had no objection to this, and bowed his head to Chen Ping'an to express his gratitude.

After that, Chen Pingan no longer went to the Xinxiang Temple to meditate, but he told the new abbot that if there was any difficulty in the Xinxiang Temple, he could go to his residence and let him know how much he, Chen Pingan, could help.

The middle-aged monk chanted the Buddha's name, and after Chen Ping'an left, he went to the altar of the main hall, silently lit an ever-burning lamp for this kind-hearted benefactor, and called the little monk to ask him to look after the lotus lamp frequently.

The little novice groaned, nodded and agreed. Seeing that the little guy agreed quickly, he knew he would be lazy, so he tapped lightly on the little bald head with his fingers, and taught him a lesson, "Wooden fish, take this matter to heart", and the little novice The novice groaned again with a bitter face, it’s hard to say whether he remembers things or not, but in short, he already knows the consequences of not having a long memory.

When the senior abbot left the main hall, the little novice sighed. The senior brother was so kind in the past, but when he became the abbot, he was as ruthless as the master. Even if he could be the abbot in the future, he should not be, otherwise he would definitely hurt the brother’s heart. He is the youngest disciple of the master, no matter where he came from, there will be no more in the future, it is too bad. Thinking of this, the little novice turned around, ran out of the hall quickly, caught up with the abbot, and asked the senior brother when he would accept disciples.

The abbot monk knew the little novice's little thoughts, and he couldn't laugh or cry, so he pretended to use the little novice's head as a wooden fish. Originally, his Dharma name was Muyu.

The little novice sighed, turned and ran away.

Chen Pingan, whose mood tended to be at peace, was very strange. He still didn't pick up Shaking Mountain Boxing Manual and Swordsmanship again, but continued to wander around the capital. Eat dry cakes with wine, live in no fixed place, just find a quiet place to deal with it, it can be in the shade of trees, on the roof, next to a small bridge and flowing water.

Those high vermilion walls, on the high walls, face the greenery outside the walls, and the swings and laughter inside the walls.

Scholars and literati with high crowns and rich belts have Qushui Liushang, writing Fu in the prosperous age, and exporting well.

At that time, he was dressed in white and sat silently on a branch drinking wine.

There is a restaurant near the water, full of guests and friends, all young talents in the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, pointing out the country, commenting on current affairs, and being a scholar governing the country is a matter of course.Sitting on the roof of the restaurant, Chen Pingan listened carefully to their discussions, full of passion and jealousy, but Chen Pingan felt that it was a bit difficult to put their political policies into practice, but it was also possible that these young elites were too drunk and did not For the sake of elaboration.

Two groups of hooligans made an appointment to fight, each with three or 40 people, maybe this is their arena, they are wandering in the arena, wandering in the arena.Chen Pingan squatted on a dilapidated low wall in the distance, and found that the "old Jianghu" who was 20 years old and above had slick moves, while the boys under 20 years old had unscrupulous shots and were very ruthless. The brothers in need are shoulder to shoulder, and they have already begun to look forward to the next grievance in the rivers and lakes.

The leader of a group of people, who is a little older, nearly 30 years old, urges them to go to a wine shop to drink, and kills them in a mighty manner. The handsome woman who sells wine is his daughter-in-law. Seeing this group of familiar faces , had no choice but to squeeze out a smiling face, took out drinks and food to treat her man's brother, looking at the man surrounded by people and talking loudly in the middle, the woman's brows were a little sad about the difficulty of making a living, but her eyes were bright with admiration.

She looked at her man, and a tall young man who was the most powerful and dared to charge under her man's command secretly looked at her.

Sitting at the farthest place from them, Chen Ping ordered two jugs of wine, poured one into Yangjian Gourd, and drank the other immediately.

The young woman gritted her teeth and charged a higher price for the two jugs of wine, and charged the young man thirty cents more. Fortunately, the man seemed to be ignorant of market conditions, so he paid without hesitation. The woman felt guilty, so she paid more Brought him two plates of home-cooked dishes, the man got up and thanked her with a smile.

The woman blushed, and quickly twisted her waist and turned around, not daring to look at that handsome and clean face again.

At the overcrowded wine table over there, a man in his late thirties, through his drunkenness, said that one day, the brothers will have a real territory in the capital, and everyone will drink and eat meat at that time. Don't be afraid of the class officials of Dao, they will definitely be eager to call us brothers and sisters, and then ask Ma Xiucai, who looks down on us, for a few Spring Festival couplets and a few blessings, let's see if he dares to do so at that moment Dare to squint at people, do you have the courage to say no

The man's tongue was tied, and the hearts of the bystanders were turbulent, cheering loudly and spitting everywhere.

Especially the youths who are full of vigor, after drinking, vomited and drank, returned to the table, in the dim eyes of drunkenness, they could vaguely see that there were brothers all around them, and they just felt that life was so alive, happy, so happy

Chen Pingan left the street restaurant silently.

After walking far away, I couldn't help but look back, as if I saw myself, Liu Xianyang and Gu Can the snot, and the three of them were also sitting there. Feeling sorry for the drink money, Liu Xianyang must have started to worry after he finished his rhetoric, complaining about why Zhigui just doesn't like him, and Gu Can, who has matured precociously since he was a child, will probably gnash his teeth and imitate the emphasis of the people in the world, saying that he wants revenge , you should be happy with your love and hatred, and let him care about the rest.

Chen Ping retracted his gaze and continued on his way.

A sharp-eyed young man joked, "That little boy just stopped to look at our side for a long time, maybe he fell in love with our sister-in-law?"

The already drunk man slapped the table and said: "With such guts, I hacked him to death. Believe it or not, even if I die tomorrow, your sister-in-law will be a widow for the rest of her life, and no one will marry the emperor or the old man. The little boy with tender skin is nothing but a sword on his back."

While talking, he knocked his head heavily on the wine table, completely drunk.

The young woman lowered her head to wipe the wine table, and quietly pursed her lips, smiling for some unknown reason.

The tall young man who often glanced at the woman's graceful figure also lowered his head at this time, a little flustered and resentful. The young man took a sip of wine, feeling dull.

There was a haggard woman in the market place who, for some reason, caught a naughty child and gave her a spanking. The child howled dryly, but actually winked at the friends not far away. When he cried out, the child was taken aback for a moment, and then he really started crying.

After a torrential rain, the capital finally saw the warm sun again. A group of well-clothed and well-fed youths rode their horses through the street, whipping their horses, making muddy splashes. An old woman's stall by the roadside had no time to evacuate. Some rough knitted fabrics were placed, and they were accidentally splashed by mud, and their face turned pale. At the end of the ride, it was a young woman with haughty eyebrows. Seeing this scene, she kept moving forward, but dropped a purse On the stall, just because she was not familiar with riding skills, she wanted too much to toss the heavy purse accurately, so she accidentally fell off the horse at an angle, and she had a good meal. The beautiful faces and expensive dresses can't be seen.

The woman staggered towards the stalled horse, climbed onto the horse's back with a little difficulty, and left with a whip.

Covered in mud, she raised her head high, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw a swordsman in a snow-white robe standing on the side of the street looking at her, and she couldn't help turning her head.

The man raised his arm toward her, giving a thumbs up.

The woman rolled her eyes and didn't take it seriously.

Chen Ping stopped and went like this, and saw many scholars and people in the market.

The scandal at Baihe Temple only lasted for less than ten days, and the curtain was quickly drawn down. The imperial court had made a final conclusion, and there were hardly a few monks left in Baihe Temple. Except for the few culprits who were executed, those who were sent to prison were sent to prison. The property of Baihe Temple will be confiscated. As for who will accept this hot potato, some say it will be the eminent monks of the other three major temples in the capital, and some say it will be the abbots of several famous local temples.

Apparently, there are experts in Nanyuan Kingdom who are advising His Majesty the Emperor. The Baihe Temple scandal was cut off in a way, and it quickly subsided and fell silent, because the attention of the government and the public was quickly shifted to another grand event. One of the great masters, Yu Zhenyi, the head of the Hushan School, retreated for ten years and successfully broke through. He held a martial arts conference and gathered a group of heroes to discuss the encirclement and suppression of the three sects of the demon sect.

At that time, Zhong Qiu, the national teacher of Nanyuan Kingdom known as "the best in the world", Tong Qingqing of Jingxinzhai, and Lu Fang, the master of the bird's-eye view mountain who claims to be able to nourish the sword in the sea of ​​mist and clouds, will all appear, and the four great masters will gather In Guniu Mountain, which is adjacent to the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom, this is a scene that has not been seen in the world for a century.

These four people are all martial arts leaders in their respective countries, stomping their feet can cause a storm in the rivers and lakes of a country, especially between Zhong Qiu, the national teacher of Nanyuan State, and Yu Zhenyi, Song Lai State, entangled for a long time. , the two were born in the city of Songlai Country, and they were neighbors in the neighborhood since they were young. A pair of life and death brothers, by chance, began to walk the rivers and lakes together, and each had their own adventures. , but they turned against each other. After a life-and-death battle with only a few four or five people watching the battle, both of them were seriously injured. Only then did Zhong Qiu come to Nanyuan Kingdom. Talk about hatred.

At dusk, Chen Pingan returned to the house near Zhuangyuan Lane. Before that, there were still a bunch of people playing chess on the corner of the street. The grandfather and grandson were watching other people play chess. When they saw Chen Pingan's figure, the child's face was as white as snow, and he hurried to the house. Get up, call Chen Pingan to watch chess, after Chen Ping approached, watched together for a while, the child said he would go home beforehand, and ran away, Chen Pingan hesitated, he was not interested in watching chess, stood for a long time Xiang, then slowly walked back to the house.

After opening the door and entering the room, the child stepped on the small bench in the opposite room and looked at Chen Pingan through the window. The child breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Pingan closed the door, took off the bundle and put it on the bed, and Xiao Lian immediately jumped out from the ground, babbling and pointing, as if very angry.

Chen Ping glanced at the stack of books on the table. There were obviously more subtle creases than when he left the house. He knew it, squatted down and spread his palms, let the little things walk into his palms, and then got up. Sitting at the table, little lotus jumps onto the table, a little thing that does not disturb the dust, gently jumps onto the mountain of books, kneels on the title page of a sage book, and carefully smoothes the wrinkles with her small arms.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Books are for people to read. They have already returned them. Don't be angry."

The little guy who was working hard over there turned his head and blinked his eyes, a little puzzled.

Chen Pingan rubbed its little head, took out the bamboo slips and carving knife, and placed them gently on the table.

In the darkness of the day, Chen Pingan quietly went to Baihe Temple. He had burned incense here before. Chen Pingan is no stranger. There is a hall in Baihe Temple, which is very strange. There are three Buddha statues enshrined. Eyebrows, there is also a Buddha statue in the middle, sitting upside down. For thousands of years, no matter how the incense burns, the Buddha statue has always turned its back to the gate and pilgrims.

Baihe Temple has been a little depressed recently. It is deserted during the daytime, and it is even more lonely in the middle of the night. In addition to those frightening rumors that have been rumored, the Bodhisattva and Heavenly King statues that set off the majestic treasures of the past have become gloomy and hideous. A few days ago, A group of thieves came to beat the autumn wind, and they ran out howling one by one. They were all crazy, and they didn't calm down until they entered the cell. They only said that Baihe Temple was haunted by ghosts, and they must not go there.

Before Chen Ping entered the side hall with the gate open, he deliberately lit a yang qi lighting talisman, and there was no abnormality. He quietly changed places in the temple, and the talisman was always burned out at a uniform speed.

Chen Pingan was about to leave Baihe Temple, but just as he walked near the entrance of the hall, he suddenly fell backwards, tiptoed, and sat on the beam of the hall the next moment, lying on his side, holding his breath and concentrating.

The three of them swaggered in from outside the main hall, they didn't look like thieves, but they looked like dignitaries enjoying the scenery on a moonlit night.

Chen Ping frowned. There were two of them who had seen each other before. They were martial arts peers in a quiet house on the other side of Zhuangyuan Lane. The old man was tall and handsome. Although he was not a Taoist, he wore a simple silver lotus on his head Crown, compared to Chen Pingan's far-sighted view of the city and the streets, the old man no longer deliberately restrained his momentum tonight. When he stepped over the threshold, he crashed into the main hall of Baihe Temple like a towering mountain.

The woman took off the veiled hat that concealed her face, her appearance was moving, and she took off the floor-length cloak that covered her figure. The colors were gorgeous, and the most surprising thing was that she wore a pair of wooden clogs, on which her bare feet were like frost and snow.

A handsome young man had a fresh face and a slender figure. He wore a navy blue toga with long sleeves and a string of coral rosary beads wrapped around his hands. He twirled the beads lightly as he walked.

The woman's voice was clear and clear, not the accent of the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom. She glanced at the young master charmingly, and teased: "My hairpin man, since you are devout and believe in Buddhism, why don't you kneel down and kowtow to the Buddha statue when the time comes One stop, taking such a big advantage from Mr. Zhou, wouldn't it be possible to become famous all over the world overnight."

The young prince smiled and said nothing, just looked up at the three statues.

The sky and the earth are lonely, and in a huge Buddhist temple, there is only the slight sound of beads rolling.

The old man said with a smile: "Yu'er, don't make fun of Zhou Shi. He has a good temper and doesn't have the same knowledge as you. Otherwise, he will tear his face and fight. Whoever pays Zhou Shi's coffin money will be better."

The "Crow" who looks like a girl but has a temperament like a woman, covers her mouth and smiles softly, looks at her with glances and amorous feelings, making the originally gloomy and scary hall feel a little springy.

The young man named Zhou Shi and nicknamed "Zan Hua Lang" smiled helplessly, "Old Master Ding, don't bully a junior like me."

"Yu Zhenyi from the Hushan School, Zhongqiu from Nanyuan Kingdom, Tong Qingqing from Jingxin Pavilion, and Lu Fang from Bird's-eye view of the peak, are all amazing gods, and among them, Tong Qingqing's wife and aunt are of the same generation as the master. , On the other hand, we are single and weak, do we really want to play this trick? Even if we get the golden body of Arhat and the scriptures, can we leave the capital of Nanyuan Kingdom alive?"

The woman wrung her fingers and called names one by one, talking about the most veiled secrets in this world, "Although you are the real number one in the world, Grandpa, a good man with two fists is hard to beat with four hands, Yu Zhenyi's apprentice and grandson!" There are so many, Nanyuan Guozhongqiu is a local snake, Tong Qingqing, an old hag, likes to confuse people's hearts the most, it can't be said that the last time Hairpin came back from an injury, he said he was beaten to death by her, but in fact he was seduced by the old hag He is so fascinated that he is playing a bitter trick with us. Especially that Lu Fang, the number of times he has made shots in the past few decades is very few. It is said in the world that he is a master who has gone the right way. From this, it can be seen that talent should be How good it is, after so many years of concentrating on practicing swords, maybe you have already surpassed Yu Zhenyi and Zhongqiu."

The old man turned a deaf ear and kept silent, with his hands behind his back, looking at the Buddha statue with its back to the common people.

The woman stomped her feet, feeling a little resentful.

The clogs made a crisp sound when they stepped on the stone slab.

Zhou Shi comforted the woman, "These four people are not monolithic, and when it comes to life and death, I am afraid no one is willing to sacrifice their lives for righteousness."

The woman smiled and said, "Some of us are willing."

Zhou Shi looked calm, and continued: "In fact, just my father, plus arm sage Cheng Yuanshan and knife sharpener Liu Zong, in terms of top combat power, it is no less than these four great masters working together. We are conspiring to act this time. , it’s not two armies confronting each other on the battlefield, so you don’t need to pay attention to the number of troops, you don’t have to worry about it, Ya’er.”

In fact, the four great masters are just their own words of righteousness in the world. They deliberately left out those people in the devil's religion and gangsters. master.

It just so happens that good and evil are equally divided.

Of course, the four great masters each occupy their place.

Yu Zhenyi, the No. 1 Baidao who turned from martial arts to practice Xianjia Taoism.ranked second.

The world's No. 1 kind of boxing outside the family.Ranked sixth.

Rumor has it that Tong Qingqing, who is ninety years old but always young, said that after her, several so-called first beauties who appeared on the stage after you sang me, are not as good as her alone in terms of beauty and charm.Ranked ninth.

Lu Fang, a swordsman who lived alone in the bird's-eye view peak, was the youngest of the four great masters, and he was not yet 50 years old.ranked tenth.But as time went by, almost everyone firmly believed that Lu Fang, who was at the bottom of the list 20 years ago, was the most qualified to challenge and defeat the No.1 existence.

Some people even think that the current Lu Fang has surpassed Zhong Qiu, the national teacher of Nanyuan Kingdom, and is among the top five.

However, the arm sage Cheng Yuanshan mentioned by Zanhualang Zhou Shi has extremely high martial arts, and he must divide life and death against people and enemies, so he is not recognized by the famous and decent sects.This person is ranked eighth.

Liu Zong, the knife grinder, is a veritable top evil master, purely fond of killing people, notorious, ranked seventh.

As for Zhou Shi's father, Zhou Fei, is a big devil that countless righteous people would dream of tearing apart. He has excellent martial arts and extremely bad conduct. In the Chunchao Palace with hundreds of people, there is no more man, so Zhou Fei called himself "the king of the mountain and the god of the land".

But what makes people helpless is Zhou Fei, who ranks fourth, and is recognized as the best in the world in horizontal training. When he was young, Lu Fang successfully pierced Zhou Fei's body three times with a saber "Dragon around the beam". Still safe and sound, the loss of combat power was almost negligible, so Lu Fang took the initiative to retreat.

Lu Fang, who broke into the Spring Tide Palace alone with a sword, also paid a huge price for his impulsiveness. During his three-year trip, he had 600 teachers, and Zhou Fei didn't talk about the master's demeanor at all. , Tortured slowly with his own hands, it is rumored that Lu Fang's mistress and a dozen senior sisters and sisters are still working as maids in Chunchao Palace.

As for why Lu Fang came back from his travels and heard the bad news, he did not climb the mountain to challenge Zhou Fei again. He became one of the biggest secrets in the world. How beautiful Qingqing is and how old Yu Zhenyi can live are known as the four great mysteries in the world.

From the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom to the Guniu Mountain outside the city, on this line, there are treacherous clouds everywhere.

There was a middle-aged man who came all the way here, and after entering the capital city of Nanyuan Kingdom with the smell of alcohol all over his body, he was like a fish in water, drinking heavily in the wine shop on the street all day long, so confused that he had to put his sword in the wine shop. Two taels of silver, that's for the shopkeeper's wife to see that he is full of tendons, so she can steal a few while he is asleep, otherwise at most three taels of silver will be worth it.

On the top of Guniu Mountain, a person with a childish figure and a pure face, every day when he has nothing to do, he carefully polishes a Polygonatum odoratum folding fan, and the general of the Nanyuan Kingdom who is in charge of the [-] Imperial Forest Army at the foot of the mountain, after seeing this person, , but he has to be respectful and respectful as Old Master Yu.

In the prince's mansion, a crooked old man who has been a cook for many years, opened the lid to a big vat of pickles that hadn't arrived yet. The sour smell was pungent, and he murmured troubled times, troubled times.

But there is no doubt that the three people who entered the Baihe Temple without burning incense tonight are the most important.

It has little to do with that woman and the hairpin man Zhou Shi, because the old man’s surname is Ding. For 80 years, he has stood at the No.1 position in the world. Killing people depends on personal preference and mood. Famous figures in the world also kill, as do emperors and generals. Killed, too many villains in the martial arts world, as well as the old, young, women and children on the side of the road, and later passed the position of leader to the only disciple who was killed by himself until there was only one person left, and disappeared from then on.

But in the 20-year selection after he left the rivers and lakes, he is still No.1 without any suspense.

There is a rumor that sounds ridiculous. It is said that it is dedicated to collecting the secrets of the rivers and lakes and commenting on the status of the masters. It has served as the landlord for two successive times. Friends and close friends have asked curiously, why not get rid of the Ding devil who does not know whether he is alive or dead. They all said the same sentence: If he doesn't die, I die.

At this moment in the main hall, the woman asked with a smile: "Your father only wants a beauty like Fairy Zhou, but on the bright side, he has made the most effort. It really doesn't feel like a loss for mobilizing teachers and mobilizing people like this."

Zhou Shi smiled wryly and said, "You don't know my father's temper. To put it mildly, he loves beauties and dislikes the country. To put it bluntly, he just forgets his life when he sees sex. If it wasn't for Zhongqiu, he would live next to the Nanyuan Kingdom's palace. They can all enter the palace to snatch that Queen Fan."

The woman stretched out her hands to rub her cheeks, complaining to herself, "Zhou Shuzhen, Fan Guaner, one of the most beautiful women in the world, and the other 20 years ago, the color was the best in the world, your father's vision is really high, no wonder it is difficult for him to fall into his old man's eyes, even if We met and drank tea together, and we were polite, without looking sideways."

Zhou Shi smiled wryly.

The woman asked with a smile: "Why doesn't your father think about Dong Qingqing?"

Zhou Shi looked up at the majestic Buddha statue that was glaring at the world, and twirling the beads with his fingers, he said softly: "My father said that a delicacy is not afraid of scalding your mouth. It is worth it if you get blisters, but it is destined to burn your stomach." No matter how greedy you are, don’t touch the delicacies in your intestines.”

The old man with his hands behind his back twitched his mouth when he heard this, looked around, and said softly, "Let's go, the golden body is no longer here."

The stunning woman and Zhou Shi had no objection, and did not dare to have the slightest doubt. Don't look at the woman who keeps saying "Master Grandpa", she is very delicate and intimate, but in fact she is terrified, for fear that if she is not careful, her head will be smashed by the old man.Zhou Shi is not much better. A father, Zhou Fei, is at most a dispensable amulet, far from enough to be a real life-saving talisman.

The old man whose every move seemed to be in harmony with the heaven and the earth, when he stepped over the threshold, his steps stopped slightly.

Just such an inconspicuous little action made the woman and Zhou Shi feel flustered, their chests felt tight, sweat oozes from their foreheads, and they stopped to stand still.

The old man sped up a little more, crossed the threshold, and walked down the steps.

The two young martial arts geniuses who had already won a great reputation in the Jianghu felt that their energy and blood were running fast, like marionettes, and they couldn't help walking along with the old man.

The old man looked up at the moonlight and said with a smile, "This Nanyuan Kingdom capital is much more interesting than the one 60 years ago."

The eyes of the two people behind them met, and they both felt that there was a lot of meaning.

The night is cold as water.

Chen Ping changed from a lying position to a sitting position. First, he clasped his hands together and apologized to the three Buddha statues. Don't blame yourself for being disrespectful.

That old man surnamed Ding is very powerful.

Chen Ping suddenly lay back on his side again, and soon two figures flashed like misty blue smoke.

What a pair of golden boy and jade girl, the beauty and bearing of this woman is even better than that of the woman with wooden clogs.

The man is about in his early 30s. He looks like a beautiful tree, dressed in elegant clothes, with a coquettish crown, and looks like an emperor's family.

He smiled with a mellow capital accent: "Fairy Fan, as you said earlier, this old devil Ding is really weird. He just found out about us, but he didn't even make a move."

A woman who floats out of the world is like a orchid growing in the mountains. Her appearance is unreasonable. An ordinary beauty should feel ashamed when she first sees this person. An ordinary man can't even give birth to a possessive heart. Self-knowledge.

After hearing what the man said, she said, "This old leader doesn't bother to attack us."

The man said with a smile: "Could it be that I can't block even one move? My master is the group of people who are the most closely pursued by those ten people. Now that I have a fight with my master, I already have a two-to-three chance of winning."

The woman shook her head and said: "His Royal Highness is naturally very talented, but the life-and-death fight between the masters of the Jianghu is very different from the martial arts competition. Your Highness must not underestimate this Jianghu, even if you are facing a second-rate master. Don't let your guard down until the last moment."

The man felt sincerely happy because this fairy was worried about himself, but he was born in the emperor's family, and he had developed the habit of not showing his emotions and anger early on, so he nodded slightly, smiled and said, "I've made a note. Before fighting against the enemy, he will take out the fairy's words, think carefully, and then take action before it is too late."

The woman surnamed Fan smiled and said nothing.

She has been walking alone in the rivers and lakes for six years, so she doesn't care about the man's subtle and frivolous thoughts, and of course she won't be tempted.

She suddenly sneered and said, "Come out."

The man's face changed slightly, and his heart trembled. He was able to hide until now without being discovered, at least he was a person with comparable strength to the two of them.

He and the woman looked around the main hall together.

After a while, Fairy Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Your Highness is making a joke. Traveling in the rivers and lakes, be careful when sailing for thousands of years."

The man felt relieved, couldn't help laughing, turned slightly sideways, cupped his hands and cupped his fists like the people in the rivers and lakes and said: "Teaching from the fairy, Xiaosheng has been taught."

The woman also laughed.

Afterwards, the two groped and searched around the three Buddha statues, but found no hidden mechanism. They were in vain, so they had to leave Baihe Temple like the previous three.

On a beam, ripples rippled, gradually revealing a touch of whiteness. It turned out that the golden robe became much larger, allowing Chen Pingan to shrink into it. It is quite practical to deal with people in the Jianghu, but it is not enough to be a master or a fairy.

Sitting on the beam, Chen Pingan was about to take off the Yangjian gourd and take a sip of wine when he suddenly remembered that this was the main hall of a temple, so he withdrew his hand and landed floatingly, about to leave Baihe Temple.

As soon as he came to the threshold of the main hall, he saw that beautiful woman surnamed Fan in the distance, looking at him coldly.

Chen Ping stopped.

The woman neither spoke nor moved, just stared at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan was a little depressed.

Girl, what are you looking at, I already have a girl I like.

She is prettier than you anyway, I, Chen Pingan, think so.

But Chen Ping grinned. In fact, the girl in front of her was really pretty.

But girl, you are good-looking, it is your business, it is not the reason why you are stupid and staring at me hard

Chen Pingan didn't want to spend any more time with her, fearing that it would not be easy to get away by flying over the eaves and walls, so he simply used a square inch talisman and left Baihe Temple directly.

The woman opened her mouth slightly, her face full of shock, could it be some hidden senior master in Jianghu?

Not long after Chen Ping left Baihe Temple, his eyes were attracted by a bustling street full of colorful lights, with a strong aroma, so he ran to find a stall and ate a bowl of spicy, spicy and hot stuff.

As a result, Chen Ping found another stunned beautiful girl standing beside him.