Sword comes

Chapter 498

The ancestral mountain of the Pima Sect is called Muyi, and the mountain is towering, but there are no luxurious buildings, and the monks are just thatched. Because the monks of the Pima Sect are rare, it is even more deserted. There is only a "Dharma Elephant" plaque hanging on the mountainside for hospitality His mansion can barely be regarded as a fairy resort.

Three days ago, Muyi Mountain was banned and no longer entertained guests.

Not only that, the archway building at the entrance of the ghost valley has also begun to be under martial law, and those who have experienced it can go out but not enter.

From the Naiheguan Market, to the Mural City, to the area around the Swaying River, and the entire Skeleton Beach, I didn't think it was unreasonable.

Because even more unreasonable things have already been seen.

First, the three pictures of heavenly officials and goddesses in the mural city were turned into line drawing pictures on the same day.

Compared with the big changes that followed, this is nothing. Many monks in the bone beach are still immersed in the loss of the three blessings that have already been mastered. It didn't take long before they witnessed the thrilling scene one by one. In the middle of the night, On the land of the bone beach, a huge white bone appeared out of thin air, as high as a mountain. It appeared invincible. It should be the dharma image of Gao Cheng, the lord of Jingguan City in Ghost Valley, and it opened the barrier of heaven and earth with brute force. The bone dharma figure that should have been obediently hidden in the underworld appeared in the world, and there was a great conflict between the world and the sun. The bones rubbed against the aura of the bone beach, and a burst of brilliant sparks burst out. .

The bone was obviously chasing and killing a golden light that was swiftly heading south towards the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall. Rice grains, but every time the knife is struck, the wind and thunder shake, the brilliance soars, and a blow from a distance is like a long bridge. Looking at its weather, it must be Zhu Quan, the suzerain of the Pima sect, but there is still a sword, and the momentum is not inferior to the jade. Zhu Quan, streaks of radiant sword energy rise from the ground, the sword light is like a rainbow, and it is very fast and straight.

The slanted white bones on the shoulders seemed to be restrained in the ghost valley, but he still raised his palm high and pressed it down heavily, and immediately rolled up a sea of ​​thick and sinister clouds, crying ghosts and howling wolves. The souls of ghosts who cannot be reborn after death are struggling in the sea of ​​suffering.

The sea of ​​clouds pressed swiftly towards the Patriarch Hall of the Pima Sect, and then the formation of the Pima Sect's mountain guard was opened, and more than a thousand armored puppets were looted from the wooden clothes mountain. , crashed into the sea of ​​clouds, the sea of ​​clouds was constantly being thinned, but the momentum of falling was still there. In the wooden clothes mountain, groups of armored heroic spirits went on and on, and finally the sea of ​​clouds and the puppets of the mountain and water heroic spirits created by thousands of Pima sects strangled each other. In the end, both sides Both jade and stone are burned.

At the same time, a ray of light spread down the mountain from the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall, wandering like thunder and lightning, and intertwined a bright formation on the other side of the archway, and then a five-hundred-foot-tall golden god rose from the ground, Holding a huge sword in his hand, he swept across the waist of the bone figure.

Gao Cheng's bones in Jingguan City cannot be hit with a single blow. At the border between the ghost valley and the beach of bones, another golden god suddenly drew a sword. The huge bones grabbed the blade with one hand, and golden sparks fell on the ground like rain. The sky shook and the ground shook, Bone Faxiang swung his arms away from the huge sword, his body fell, and he disappeared into the shadow of the earth for an instant, and he should have retreated into the small world of Ghost Creature Valley.

The golden body god also retreated into the formation, and the light also returned to the Muyi Mountain Patriarch Hall the same way, and condensed into a pearl held in the mouth of a bronze dragon statue in the ancestral hall.

The night on the bone beach slowly returned to silence.

In the fairy family mansion halfway up the mountain.

Pang Lanxi, a young man with high hopes from the Pima Sect, sat at a stone table and stared hard at the young ranger opposite, who was flipping through a yellowed military book looted from the Yangchang Palace.

Although Pang Lanxi is young, his seniority is high. He is the only descendant of an old ancestor of the Pima Sect. Several Jindan monks have to call him "little master uncle". As for more middle five monks, they can only call him He is a junior uncle.In the past three days, the blue-clothed swordsman in front of me was the only guest in the mansion. Pang Lanxi had been here several times before. Out of curiosity, he talked and asked questions. He didn't deliberately play tricks and go around in circles, but after thinking about it afterwards, Pang Lanxi didn't seem to be talking about anything.

It's hard to imagine that the person in front of him is the poor painting buyer who had the cheek to bargain with him in the Mural City.

At that time, she was a childhood sweetheart and had to run out of the shop by herself to remind this person not to show anything yellow and white when walking in the rivers and lakes. It turned out that they were all deceived by this guy.

The ancestor of the sect who was in charge of the precepts in the ancestral hall did not want to reveal the secrets, and only said that he would wait until the suzerain returned to Muyi Mountain. However, he said with emotion that at this level, he could escape from Gao Cheng's hands in the ghost valley. This ability is really not small.

Pang Lanxi became more and more curious about what happened in Ghost Creature Valley, and how this person in front of him provoked the lord of Jingguan City.

Chen Pingan put down the military book written by the military general of Shence Kingdom in the early years, remembered something, and asked with a smile: "Lanxi, the eight murals in the mural city have all become line drawings. The shop business, what should I do in the future?"

Pang Lanxi was also a little annoyed, and said helplessly: "What else can I do? Xingzi is almost dying of worry. She said that there will be no business in the future. Now that the mural city has lost those three blessings, the number of customers must drop sharply. What can I do?" I had no choice but to comfort her, and said some of the truths I heard from my brothers and nephews. I never thought that Xingzi was not only ungrateful, but also sulked with me and ignored me. Chen Pingan, why is Xingzi like this? , I am obviously kind, why is she not happy?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Do you want to know why?"

Pang Lanxi nodded and said, "Of course."

Chen Pingan smiled even wider, "Lanxi, I heard that your great-grandfather still has a few boxes of complete sets of Goddess pictures in the gallery, and it is the most time-consuming and painstaking work of your great-grandfather's life."

Pang Lanxi was stunned for a moment, and after a while, she said decisively: "As long as you can help me solve the confusion, I will steal the painting for you."

Chen Pingan was a little speechless, and stretched out his hand to signal Pang Lanxi, who had already stood up, to sit down quickly, "A gentleman doesn't take what others like, and I don't covet those sets of gallery books. I just hope you can persuade your great-grandfather to start writing again and draw a couple of pictures." A set of hard yellow corridors that is not inferior to too many, I bought it for money, not asking you to steal it. One set is enough, two sets are better, and three sets are the best."

Pang Lanxi was a little skeptical, "That's all"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Pang Lanxi still hesitated, "Stealing is good or bad. The downside is that you will definitely be scolded, maybe you will get a beating. The advantage is that it is a one-shot deal, which is more refreshing. But if you are so stubborn, it will grind my grandfather's pen." It's not easy to really paint with your heart. Grandpa has a weird temper. We have learned from the top and bottom of the Pima sect. He always said that the more careful you paint, the more similar you are, so if you buy it for vulgar men in the world, the more you offend those eight A goddess."

Chen Pingan nodded, "Sincerity leads to spirit. Without this foundation of piety, your great-grandfather may not be able to draw that charm. Otherwise, the so-called master of Danqing, copying the scrolls, showing every detail, why is it so difficult?" Your great-grandfather is the most amazing person because your great-grandfather has a pure heart, maybe those eight goddesses all saw it back then, they are connected with each other, and they naturally produce beautiful flowers."

Pang Lanxi blinked.

Is this the truth, or bullshit?

Outside the mansion, a tall white-haired old man with a pen and inkstone hanging on his waist, turned his head to look at a close friend of the Pima sect ancestor, who was putting away his palms.

The white-haired old man asked: "This child's realm, probably doesn't know that we are eavesdropping?"

The old ancestor smiled and said: "I helped you cover up your aura, so you probably don't know, but there are countless spells in the world, so there may not be no accidents. You can't speculate based on common sense just because he can escape from the ghost valley."

The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled, "No matter what, these words won my heart."

The ancestor of the Pima sect was the one who followed Jiang Shangzhen into the secret realm of murals, "I'm really willing to sell it"

The great-grandfather of Pang Lanxi, Pang Shanling, had great ambitions when he was young, and vowed to paint all the magnificent mountains in the world, but later, for some reason, he settled down on the side of Pimazong. Pang Shanling asked in a low voice: "Let's take a look at my I'd like to hear how this boy from a foreign country will guide Lan Xi."

The old ancestor frowned and said displeasedly: "He is a guest, I could not persuade you before, so I used some supernatural powers, and then eavesdropping, it is not in line with our Pima sect's way of hospitality."

Pang Shanling stared and said: "Lanxi has already lost her fortune as a deer-riding goddess. If you continue to struggle in love, I'd like to see if Lanxi's master will call you bloody!"

Old Ancestor sneered and said, "He's good at cursing, but I'm better at beating people than him. Every time he doesn't scold people for a while, he stays on the bed for a month."

Pang Shanling suddenly smiled and said, "I'll give you a set of goddess pictures in a hard yellow book later, which is worthy of the four-character reputation of wonderful pens and flowers."

The ancestor raised his palm, looked at the mountains and rivers, and said with a smile: "I'll just wait for your words. It's too slow, it's not refreshing."

It's just that this ancestor quickly put away his magical powers, and Pang Shanling wondered: "Why?"

The old ancestor smiled and said: "The other party is not very happy, let's accept it when we see it. Otherwise, I will go back to suzerain and sue me for tricks. If I can't bear it, I will go around. There is such a big commotion in the ghost valley, and it is hard to let me go. That Gao Cheng took the initiative to show his Dharma appearance, left his lair, and appeared on the beach of bones. The suzerain not only took action himself, but we also used the mountain protection array, which cut off its century-old cultivation. The suzerain must be in a bad mood when he returns to the mountain. "

Pang Shanling was a little worried. The ghost valley has been completely isolated from the outside world for the past two days. Although the natal lamps in the Patriarch Hall are still on, this means that there are no casualties among the monks stationed in the two towns of Pima Zong Qinglu and Lanshe. .But God knows if that Gao Cheng will get angry and simply fight with the Pima Sect. The thousand-year confrontation between the Bone Beach and the Ghost Valley will be broken in an instant. Pang Shanling is afraid that at a certain moment, the Patriarch Hall will The bleak end of the natal lamps going out one after another, and the speed of going out will be extremely fast.

At that time, no one can guarantee how many lamps will be left in the end. Whether it is the suzerain Zhu Quan or Jindan Du Wensi, there is no exception. There is really a big war kicking off. With the style of the monks of the Pima sect, it is impossible to say that the natal lamps will be extinguished first. Yes, on the contrary, they are the big monks.

The patriarch guessed what Pang Shanling was thinking, and comforted him with a smile: "This time Gao Cheng hurt his vitality, and he must be furious. This is a reasonable thing, but there are still some good news in the ghost valley. The one who made the sword earlier was Puyu of Bailong City, and the Nascent Soul Heroic Spirit who was born as a military general of the Shence Kingdom had always been at odds with Jingguan City. Take a kick. Don’t forget, there is also that peach forest in Ghost Mystery Valley, and the two worldly masters in that temple will not let Gao Cheng wantonly kill them.”

Pang Shanling nodded slightly, "I hope so."

Over there at the mansion.

Pang Lanxi didn't care about it, his childhood sweetheart Xingzi was the most important thing, and said, "Okay, tell me, but I must think it makes sense, otherwise I won't go to my great-grandpa to scold me."

Chen Pingan first raised his hands and clasped his fists, signaling to the immortal masters outside not to make further progress, then gently placed one hand on the book of war, and gently stroked his palms. He only discovered the Yangchang Palace after he left the ghost valley. Most of the books carefully collected by the Monster Catching Immortal are well-maintained and in good condition. These are all rare books that have survived for thousands of years, and they are even orphaned. He felt good and began to explain the doubts of the young man in front of him, laughing softly Said: "Lanxi, do you think it's difficult for you to enter the Golden Core Realm and become a land god in the eyes of ordinary masters?"

Pang Lanxi said sincerely: "Chen Ping'an, I'm really not boasting. Jindan is easy, but Nascent Soul is not difficult."

Chen Pingan nodded. What Pang Lanxi said was the truth. During the past few days in the mansion of the Pima Sect, through chatting with the young man in front of him, as well as several descendants of the Pima Sect, including Jindan cultivator Yang Lin of the Mural City, After exchanging, I got a general understanding of Pang Lanxi's importance in the Pima sect. It is very likely that he was cultivated as a future suzerain, at least he should be a person in charge of the great power of the Pima sect.

Moreover, Pang Lanxi is extremely talented, pure in mind, and kind to others. Whether it is innate or acquired temperament, he is very compatible with the Pima sect.This is the wonder of the Dao. If Pang Lanxi was born in Shujian Lake, the same person may not have a high achievement in Dao, because Shujian Lake will continue to wear down Pang Lanxi's original heart, so that his cultivation and Opportunity, but in the wooden clothed mountain of Pimazong, it is like a fish in water, like a match made in heaven.Probably this is the so-called one side's water and soil nourishing one side's people, some blame others, maybe not completely ignorant of self-knowledge, it is really bad luck at that time.

Seeing that Chen Ping'an was in a daze, Pang Lanxi couldn't help reminding: "Chen Ping'an, don't be confused, one or two sets of corridor completion books are waving at you, why are you so far away?"

Chen Pingan apologized, and then asked: "You are an immortal on the mountain who is destined to live a long life, but your girl Xingzi is an ordinary person in the city at the foot of the mountain, have you ever thought about this? Ordinary women will have gray hair at the age of 40. Jiazi At that age, you may already be a gray-haired old woman, how will you let that Xingzi girl face a Pang Lanxi who may still be a teenager, or at most a weak crown?"

Pang Lanxi's heart tightened, and she murmured: "I can deliberately follow the weather and the harmony of people, so that I don't let that appearance stay forever, and I will also become a white-haired old man."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "You are wrong and wrong."

Pang Lanxi raised her head with a dazed expression.

Chen Pingan said: "Let's not talk about your Pang Lanxi's old man's skin, you will still be introverted and radiant, let's not talk about it."

Chen Pingan paused for a while, and asked softly: "Have you put yourself in the shoes of your dear Xingzi girl, and thought about it? There are some things, how you think, how well you think, no matter how good the original intention is, it must be good." It must be right? Have you ever thought that giving the other party real kindness has never been a matter of our wishful thinking?"

Pang Lanxi hesitated to speak.

Chen Pingan said slowly: "In the Mural City, I was just a passer-by who met you at the time. Since she let you chase you out of the shop, she reminded me to be more careful. Such a kind heart must be worthy of your attention." Dear girl, I was watching the two of you at the shop earlier. As a bystander, I could roughly see that Miss Xingzi is a person with a delicate mind but a broad mind. It is extremely rare, so it is not because you have She is a fairy who eats and drinks dew on Mazong Mountain. She is just a peddler at the foot of the mountain who deals with money all the year round. She will feel ashamed when she gets along with you. She is not like this. You really know how rare this state of mind is. How good is it?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "You don't know."

Pang Lanxi was speechless, her lips moved slightly.

Chen Pingan said: "So these years, she is actually taking care of your state of mind. I hope you can practice with peace of mind and climb up the mountain step by step. If I guess correctly, every time you rarely go down the mountain to help the shop, when you part, she You must not show too much reluctance in person, and you will be a little depressed afterwards, worrying that she doesn't like you as much as you like her, right?"

Pang Lanxi's eyes were a little sore, and she pursed her lips tightly.

Chen Pingan sighed, and took out a pot of wine, not some fairy wine, but the kind of hometown rice wine sold in Longquan County to Dali Gyeonggi. Chen Pingan took a sip, "You never really thought about her thoughts, But I only think about what I should do, so, okay?"

Pang Lanxi shook her head, "Not good, very bad."

"So, this time, the Goddess Picture of the Mural City is not blessed, and the shop may not be able to continue. You just think it's a trivial matter, because to you, Pang Lanxi, it is naturally a trivial matter. A market shop, a year's profit and loss can be a few more Xiaoshu money? I, Pang Lanxi, just received the fairy money from the Pimazong Patriarch Hall for one year, and how much is it? , What a big deal, without this job, even if she just moved to the Naiheguan Bazaar, wouldn't it be a big event for her?"

Chen Pingan took another sip of wine, his voice was soft and mellow, and the content of his words was like wine, and he said slowly: "Girls' thoughts are probably always longer than those of boys of the same age. How should I put it, the difference between the two is like a boy The mind of a girl is walking on a mountain and only looking at the height, but the mind of a girl is a meandering river, winding and flowing into the distance."

Pang Lanxi furrowed her face vigorously, remembering some sad scene, but just thinking about it made this young man who had no major worries and no foresight worry so much that tears welled up in his eyes.

Chen Ping glanced at him and sighed softly.

Gong Liudao Liu Laocheng, who can be said to be tenacious in Taoism and seems to have a heart of iron and stone, once fell a big somersault on the word love.

Chen Ping suddenly laughed, "What are you afraid of? Now that you know more now, you can do better in the future and think more about her. If it really doesn't work, I feel that I am not good at thinking about my daughter's family. I will teach you the most stupid way, to speak to her from the bottom of my heart, don’t feel embarrassed, a man’s face, on the outside, try not to lose it once, but with the woman you like, there is no need to hold on to everything.”

Pang Lanxi nodded, wiped her face, and said with a bright smile, "Chen Pingan, how do you know so much?"

After all, it is a cultivator. After breaking through it, it is like removing a blind leaf, and Pang Lanxi's state of mind returns to clarity.

Chen Ping raised the jug in his hand and shook it, "I'm going to the rivers and lakes, I'm drinking."

Pang Lanxi asked curiously: "The wine is really so delicious."

Chen Pingan didn't speak, just drank.

Still waiting patiently for news from Ghost Mystery Valley.

In fact, there are some things that Chen Pingan can explain more clearly to the young man, but once the context is opened up, it may involve the Dao. This is a big taboo for monks on the mountain, and Chen Pingan will not cross this thunder pool.

Furthermore, the ignorant and confused love between teenagers and girls is a kind of beauty, so why bother to break it down and elaborate too much.

Pang Lanxi bid farewell and left, saying at least two sets of hard pornographic pictures of goddesses, and he didn't run away, just wait for good news from him.

When Pang Lanxi was about to walk out of the courtyard gate, Chen Pingan suddenly called out to the young man, and said with a smile, "By the way, remember this, if what I said to you really makes sense, when you do it, You still have to think about it, it may not sound good, but it must be suitable for you."

Pang Lanxi waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm not really stupid, don't worry, I will figure it out by myself."

Chen Ping got up and walked around the stone table, practicing six-step walking.

In the twilight of the day, Chen Pingan stopped his fist and turned his head to look.

In the direction where the bones and the golden-armored god appeared on the bone beach, there was a figure coming against the wind. When an earth immortal did not deliberately restrain his momentum and traveled far away against the wind, there was often thunder and vibration, and there was great movement.It's just that after entering the upper five realms and "merging" with the heaven and the earth, one can be silent, and there are almost no ripples of energy.The figure heading straight towards Muyi Mountain should be the suzerain Zhu Quan, Yu Pujing, but it still caused such a big commotion. Either it was a deliberate demonstration to deter some forces lurking in the bone beach that were ready to move, or In Guishen Valley, the master of the Pima Sect had suffered severe injuries, causing his state to become unstable.

After that figure skimmed into the Muyi Mountain, it stopped abruptly, and then shot the body like an arrow.

Mansion halfway up the mountain.

In the small courtyard, the strong wind was turbulent, and Chen Pingan's sleeves rattled when it blew.

It was Zhu Quan who practiced in Qinglu Town.

Chen Pingan cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Sect Master Zhu."

Zhu Quan waved his hand, sat at the stone table, saw the wine jug on the table, waved his hand and said, "If you are sincere, please invite me to drink a jug of wine to satisfy my hunger."

Sitting opposite, Chen Pingan took out a pot of rice wine, "It's just rice wine from my hometown, not fairy wine from the mountains."

Zhu Quan uncovered the mud seal, raised his head and took a big gulp. After wiping his mouth, "It's a bit weaker, but at least it's wine, not water."

She glanced at the young man who was quietly sitting across from her, and asked, "You are familiar with Pu Gu. I never went to see you during your previous travels in the Ghost Valley, even if you were rampaging with Yang Ningxing. I don't know what you are doing." How much ability is it, you can make Pu Gu Gu draw a sword for you."

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "I'm not familiar with it. To be precise, it's still a bit of a festival. On the other side of Wuyaling, I had a conflict with the female ghost of the skinny city. It was Pu Yu who stopped me from chasing and killing Fan Yunluo. Later, Pu Yu showed up on her own initiative I looked for me once, and I saw him holding a sword in a blue shirt, so I asked him why he didn't covet the long sword on my back."

Zhu Quan said that the rice wine was weak, but he didn't drink less, and soon reached the bottom, he slammed the wine pot on the table, and asked, "What is the name of the pu bone?"

Chen Ping smiled and said nothing.

Zhu Quan said alas, these two are really the same thing

Why, wearing a green shirt and using that sword all the time, then it’s amazing

But Zhu Quan glanced at the jug, forget it, I drank the wine from others, so I should be more polite. Besides, any man from a foreign country, with Jiang Shangzhen's shit in front of him, is a flower in Zhu Quan's eyes A good boy in general.What's more, the young man in front of him used "Dali Piyun Mountain and Chen Pingan" as a straight-forward statement. Zhu Quan was quite fond of that deal. Of course, Zhu Quan had heard of Piyun Mountain, and even the Dali Beiyue She has heard about the god Weibo several times, but there is no way she can rely on the cross-continental ferry for the Pimazong's source of income in other continents.And the second sentence of the self-proclaimed Chen Ping'an, she also believed that the young man said that he took half of the Niujiaoshan ferry, so all the berths of the Pimazong ferry in the next 500 years will not cost a single snowflake. Zhu Quan thinks that I don’t need to spend a copper coin for this long-term business. I will definitely do it and spread it. Who dares to say that her suzerain is a prodigal woman

But Zhu Quan was still a little frustrated, the guy in front of him looked too much like his own rival, Pugu Gu, and said with a smile: "Actually, you are unnecessary. You found me earlier, and you didn't need to give any conditions at all. As long as it was aimed at the north, don't give me any conditions." Speaking of Jingguan City, I will take action to stop any bone frame that I don't like, do you feel distressed at the moment, are you a little heart trembling?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Sect Master Zhu is proud and righteous. This is the great demeanor of the Pima Sect. But I am a guest, a junior, and I have to be a man. I still have the courtesy I should have."

Zhu Quan rubbed his chin, "It's a good word, but it doesn't sound right to me."

Chen Ping took out another jug ​​of wine.

Zhu Quan nodded and said with a smile: "The words are not pleasing to the ear, but I see that you are much more pleasing to the eye."

Chen Ping picked up the unfinished pot of rice wine and drank it slowly.

Zhu Quan glanced at the young man's chaotic way of drinking, shook his head, and felt displeased again.

"No need to bring out the wine anymore."

After Zhu Quan drank the second jug of wine, he put the empty jug on the table, "Pu Gu Gu really annoyed Jingguancheng this time, and it won't be too easy after that. It's just that this guy never cares about these things anyway. Gao Cheng also annoys him, let’s fight, it’s not enough if you don’t use all your strength, but if you fight to the death, you can really kill Pu Gu, but Jingguan City will hurt some vitality, and you can’t do it if you don’t fight, after all, Gao Cheng this time He lost his face, first he failed to kill you, and then he was held up by the broken net of Jiang Gou thief for a long time, and when Gao Cheng returned to the ghost valley, guess what, he was not willing to tear up the broken net full of snowflake money It's a mess, and I can only pinch my nose and put it away, haha, Gao Cheng was probably used to this kind of thrifty housekeeping before he became famous in the bone beach, after becoming famous, he never thought that there would be a day like Jiang Shangzhen, a rotten maggot with a black heart and a big color. You can still do a good thing in this life.”

Zhu Quan felt very happy and burst out laughing, so he stretched out his hand naturally.

Chen Pingan sighed inwardly, took out the third pot of rice wine and put it on the table.

Zhu Quan started to drink, probably because he felt that it would be unreasonable to ask others for a drink, so he also started to drink in small sips, saving some.

Sure enough, it was the Lord of Jingguan City.

The most powerful Heroic Spirit in Ghost Valley.

Earlier, when Chen Pingan decided to escape from the Ghost Valley, he also had some guesses. He carefully screened all the Nascent Soul ghosts recorded in the Anxin Collection in the north. Gao Cheng of Jingguan City naturally thought of it, but he felt that the possibility was not high. , because it is like Puyu in Baicang City, or the two masters of Dayuanyue Temple and Xiaoxuanduguan who pass through the door in Taolin, the higher the realm, the higher the vision, Chen Pingan said on the bank of the Heihe The phrase "to achieve this fruit, one should have this heart" actually has a wide range of application, except for wild cultivation, of course, and there are many accidents in the world, and there is nothing inevitable.Therefore, even if Chen Pingan felt that Yang Ningxing's so-called spying in the north, Gao Cheng in Jingguan City was the least likely, Chen Pingan was just a person who was used to imagining the worst, so he directly regarded Gao Cheng as an imaginary enemy

Otherwise, Chen Ping'an would have already been in Qinglu Town, and Zhu Quan, the patriarch of the Pima Sect, would be cultivating with thatch a few steps away. , he began to believe that Qinglu Town was hiding Jingguan City's eyeliner, and deliberately made an extra trip to Tongshen City.This self-rescue situation has really started to work quietly since throwing the Xiaoshu money to the guard of Tongqi City, the school lieutenant.

In fact, in the depths of Chen Pingan's heart, he had managed to find a line, a vein.

On this line, there will be many key nodes, such as the side of the cliff iron chain bridge, Yang Ningxing expressed her feelings.

On the bank of the Heihe River, the old monk looked at the opposite bank, and the Buddha sang, saying "turning back is the shore" which seemed to be casual.

After entering Qinglu Town, which is supposed to be the most stable place in Ghost Creature Valley, he was unable to draw a talisman. The kind of restlessness that could not even be done with a sword furnace stake was extremely rare.

If it is pushed forward, it is Tu Fuyuan, the Goddess of Tianguan in the Mural City, and the Goddess Riding a Deer walked out of the scroll and went to the ferry of the Swaying River, turning into an old woman to test herself.

The mural city can be said to be the first place where Chen Ping'an set foot in Beiju Luzhou

Yang Ning's pure evil thoughts were refined into mustard seeds. The scholar once said unintentionally in the temple by the water that he had never defeated Chen Pingan once.

Things in the world have always been dependent on blessings and misfortunes.

Chen Pingan was deeply touched by this.

If the mind is immersed in the long-lasting fortune, what will be the consequence?

At this moment, even though Chen Ping'an was far away from the ghost valley and was in the mountain wearing Mazong's wooden clothes, he still felt a little scared.

Just think about it, if you were a Baozhai in Tongqi City, under normal circumstances, you would naturally continue to travel north, because there were many turmoil along the way, but there was no danger. But good luck keeps coming, earning a little here, earning a little there, and the deer-riding goddess has nothing to do with him in the end, the Thunder Pond of Jixiao Mountain has nothing to do with him, and the fortune of Baojing Mountain has nothing to do with him. Chen Pingan seems to be relying on his own prudence. , plus "a little bit of luck", this seems to be the most comfortable and least dangerous state that Chen Pingan will feel.

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes and drank the rice wine in the pot in one gulp.

Zhu Quan glanced at the long sword on Chen Pingan's back, and shook his head lightly, thinking that it should not be this thing. Although Gao Cheng of Jingguan City is the old enemy of the entire Pima Sect, the past lords of the Pima Sect have all recognized it. The heroic spirit co-lord of Ghost Mystery Valley is not bad in terms of cultivation level and mind, he can be called a hero among ghosts.So even if the young man was really carrying a half-immortal soldier, Gao Cheng would not be so salivating, let alone be so angry. It was rare for Zhu Quan to write a draft before speaking, and after brewing some words, he said: "Why do you It will provoke Gao Cheng's target, I don't ask, you don't have to take the initiative to say, this is a grievance between you. Of course, fighting with Gao Cheng and Jingguan City has always been the duty of our Pima sect monks There is no grievance between life and death, and you don't need to feel that you must get involved in the future because you escaped this time and hid from disaster in Muyi Mountain, doing a favor and paying favors or something, it's not necessary, neither you nor I need to do this Courtesy."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhu Quan smiled and said, "My boy, you're welcome."

The Peach Forest in the Valley of Ghosts and Creatures is within the temple of Xiaoxuan.

The old Taoist Guanzhu stood under the towering peach tree, mist filled his feet, and then he slowly spread out a huge landscape painting.

When a scholar appeared on the picture scroll, he walked into Tongqi City to participate in the imperial examination, which was like a child's play.

The "Xiaodao Boy" Xu Song, who was holding the whisk in his hand, was terrified, and said in a trembling voice: "Master, this is the legendary picture of time scrolling on a horse."

The old Taoist nodded, "The head teacher of the Yunxiao Palace of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty personally wrote a letter and sent it to our Xiaoxuandu Temple. He wants to help Yang Ningxing protect the Dao for the teacher, and do good deeds to the end. I drew this picture scroll. But don’t worry, this is just a copy of the real walking horse picture. The price will not be too high. Others can only watch it three times. Gongyu, so look carefully."

Xu Song was shocked and said: "The little Tianjun of the Chongxuan Department, anyway, there is that elder brother who is fetching things from Baojing Mountain, Yang Ningxing himself is just here to play in the Ghost Valley, why should it be so?"

The old Taoist smiled and said: "At the beginning, I was also skeptical as a teacher. I just guessed that most of it involved the dispute of Dao. When you read this picture scroll by yourself, the truth will come out."

Xu Song's eyes widened, not wanting to miss a single detail in the painting.

It's just that Yang Ningxing's actions in Tongqi City are really unsightly. If this picture scroll is not a picture of a horse, Xu Song will feel that the master is making a fuss out of a molehill, and the head teacher of Yunxiao Palace is even more worried.

But when Xu Song saw that the "scholar" turned into black smoke and swallowed it in one gulp, the young swordsman squatted on the wall.

Xu Song's expression became serious.

After that all kinds.

Xu Song was terrified and frightened when he saw it, his mind fluctuated.

When the landscape scroll under the feet finally came to an end, it turned into a scroll and was gently held by Master in his hand.

The old Taoist smiled and said, "What do you think?"

Xu Song said with embarrassment: "If the disciple is that good brother, I don't know how many times he died at the hands of Yang Ningxing."

The old Taoist nodded, "If you were this person, you wouldn't be able to escape the Ghost Valley."

Xu Song thought of the previous movement in Qinglu Town and the ensuing battle of gods, which made the little Taoist boy feel a little discouraged.

The old Taoist looked at this proud disciple and smiled and said, "Why, this makes me feel that I am inferior to others. If I were to tell you as a teacher that the real age of this foreign ranger is only in his early 20s, would you still want to bump your head to death in the peach tree?" Down"

Sweat dripped from Xu Song's forehead.

The old Taoist shook his head and sighed: "Fool. In the life-hanging thread of fate and danger coexisting, it is really a good thing to be trapped in the red dust, entangled in karma. For a cultivator, how terrible it is. Retire To put it another way, you, Xu Song, are really not such a person now, don't you think that if you don't practice and don't realize the Tao, then you can change to a teacher? Even the Ascension Immortals in Baiyujing will be disheartened and tell themselves that's all."

Xu Song raised his head, his eyes blank.

The old Taoist tapped Xu Song's forehead lightly with his fingers, "We Taoists practice our own kung fu and our own family affairs. The only enemy is the cage of life and death rules, not others. The ups and downs of other people's honor and disgrace have nothing to do with me. From my teacher's point of view, maybe the real Dao is not to be contested, but forget it, it is useless to talk about it."

Xu Song took a step back and slapped him, "Master, this disciple understands a little bit."

The old Taoist nodded in relief, "That's enough."

Originally, each mural was a secret realm of the fairy family with a door.

As the eight murals became line sketches, most of the aura of this fairy cave was lost, and it was reduced to an ordinary secret place with insufficient caves and more than blessed land.

Jiang Shangzhen walked among them again, very disappointed.

After he used the willow leaves of his life to break the sky and return to the bone beach, he did not leave Beiju Luzhou, but quietly came to this secret place.

Some things, don't want to understand, always feel itchy.

Moreover, hiding in a place kills two birds with one stone, one is safer than hiding in Muyi Mountain, and the other is worried that after having an affair with He Xiaoliang, the sequelae will be more terrible. If he fell in love with himself, it is very possible that as long as he Jiang Shangzhen is in the general Beiju Luzhou boundary, he will suffer inexplicably. The catastrophe will not happen, but it will definitely be a disgusting person. For example, Jiang Shangzhen is very worried that he is in the bones Jiang Shang really can't bear this kind of reunion if he casually shows up on the beach or Muyi Mountain, and then meets an old girl who is wandering in the south, and then tears his nose and tears to himself.

It’s just that Jiang Shangzhen is thinking while lying in the flowers in this secret place, thinking while sitting on the bed with beautiful bedding, thinking while lying on the dressing table with lingering fragrance, thinking while sitting on the railing of the high-rise building where the fairies and sisters must lie down. After all, there are still some things I couldn't think it through, as if in the blink of an eye, about three days had passed.

If you can't figure it out, just ask.

Jiang Shangzhen controlled the natal object and kept aggressively knocking on a door.

Soon the familiar face of the ancestor of the Pima sect came, and when he saw this person, he was so angry that he shouted angrily: "Jiang Shangzhen, if you don't get out yet, we have no shit for you to eat in the Pima sect." "

Jiang Shangzhen was sitting on a railing, overlooking the grumpy old guy, and said with a playful smile: "Don't tell me, if you have something to say, I'm an ally of your Pima sect now."

The Patriarch of the Pi Ma Sect didn't talk nonsense anymore, he was about to start fighting.

Jiang Shangzhen quickly raised his hands, and said solemnly: "I have something to ask your suzerain Zhu Quan, and of course the guest who is staying on your mountain. It is best to let them come here to chat."

The ancestor has already controlled his natal object, judging by his posture, it is not as simple as stretching his muscles and bones.

Jiang Shangzhen patted the railing lightly with both hands, and said helplessly: "This is a precious family property of your Pima sect. It is not your loss to fight here and there."

The ancestor sneered endlessly. When the natal wooden plaque appeared, there were already four heavenly kings standing around, their limbs moving slowly, and the golden light continuously condensed in their eyes.

Jiang Shangzhen was afraid that Beiju Luzhou monks would play this game, and they would just do it first and then talk about it.

If it was back then, Jiang Shangzhen really would have used this set. At that time, Jiang Shangzhen was only a Jindan, but he dared to claim that he was the first in the ability to initiate troubles, the first in fighting and swearing, and the first in the ability to run away when things were not going well. Claiming to be the leader of the three.But during this trip to Luzhou in Beiju, Jiang Shang really didn't intend to go out of the rivers and lakes again.

Jiang Shangzhen glanced at the height and heaved a sigh of relief.

In a sea of ​​clouds high in the secret realm, the embroidered shoes of suzerain Zhu Quan appeared again. At first, they were as big as a hill, covering the sky and the sun, but the moment they landed, they returned to their normal figure.

There is Chen Pingan beside Zhu Quan.

The two appeared in the corridor on the top floor of this towering attic.

Zhu Quan asked the ancestor to return to Muyi Mountain.

The ancestor cursed and put away his natal objects and the four heavenly kings as gods.

Jiang Shangzhen laughed loudly and jumped off the railing, "Xiaoquan'er, everyone said that we didn't see each other that day like three autumns. We haven't seen each other for ten years. If you think about it, I know, you must not think about it at all, right?"

Zhu Quan didn't bother to look him in the eye, and said to Chen Pingan: "Don't worry, I will rush over if there is any trouble. I'm more motivated to kill this pervert than to flatten Jingguancheng."

Jiang Shangzhen didn't take it seriously, leaned against the railing, made a fan with his hands, fanned the wind gently, and said with a smile: "Xiaoquan'er is really the same as before, very lively and cute."

Zhu Quan disappeared in a flash, and returned to Muyi Mountain from the sea of ​​clouds.

When the Patriarch of the Pima Sect and Zhu Quan, the suzerain, left, Jiang Shangzhen waved his sleeves, and one after another strange magic weapons appeared from the sleeves, which directly blocked the Yunhai Gate leading directly to Muyi Mountain. Door.

Then from the other side of the sea of ​​clouds, Zhu Quan's voice came out indistinctly, "Jiang Shangzhen, are you looking for a cut?" Then the sea of ​​clouds shook, probably Zhu Quan started to smash the door on the side of Muyi Mountain.

Jiang Shangzhen waved his sleeves again, and pieces of magical treasures with dazzling brilliance flew out of his sleeves, completely blocking the gate of the sea of ​​clouds, and then swore loudly: "If I commit a crime here, I will beat you Zhu Quan as soon as I go out!" Die, make it or not"

Chen Pingan was indifferent to this, carried a jug of wine by himself, threw a jug of wine at Jiang Shangzhen, and said, "Thank you."

Jiang Shangzhen no longer had the previous joking look, and said with emotion: "I'm very curious, have you guessed who shot you?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Isn't it Gao Cheng?"

For the first time, Jiang Shangzhen didn't make any jokes, just stared at Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping jumped up lightly and sat on the railing, while Jiang Shangzhen also sat beside them, each drinking.

Chen Pingan said, "If you ask me that, I'm really sure."

Jiang Shangzhen puzzled: "Then I am even more puzzled. I have inquired about your past through various channels. It stands to reason that you and her should not have such a deep relationship."

Chen Pingan first made a digression, "Sect Master Zhu told me earlier that after Pu Yu of Bailong City raised his sword to Gao Cheng, he replied to her that the swordsman acts like a swordsman, and the world is unrestricted. It's really good."

Jiang Shangzhen took a big sip of wine, his cheeks moved slightly, making a gurgling sound, as if gargling his mouth, then he raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp.

Jiang Shangzhen raised his head and took another sip of wine, but he still didn't rush to swallow it.

It was just throwing a broken net worth seventy or eighty Grain Rain coins in the ghost valley, but after watching such a good show from beginning to end, it was not a loss at all.

Are you humiliating me by talking about money with Jiang Shangzhen?

"The reason why it's related to He Xiaoliang is unclear."

Chen Ping was expressionless, and said slowly: "That bastard Lu Chen tricked me."

Jiang Shangzhen spat out the wine with a sip.