Sword comes

Chapter 926 Borrowing mountains and rivers from the kings (7)

Before receiving the punch, an ancient armor suddenly appeared on Qingtong's Yangshen body.

This punch was too weird, since it was invincible and doomed to be inevitable, Qingtong had no choice but to punch hard. In addition to the snow-white robe, he added a pair of armor to protect his body.

It was obvious that Qing Tong didn't think that he, with his half-superior warrior physique, could really receive this punch without relying on external objects.

After one punch, the precious armor on the white-haired old man shattered like a mirror, shooting out like countless meteors.

Moreover, a burly figure of the old warrior began to fall to the ground, but it was not in a straight line, just because this world is like a wrinkled paper ball randomly held by a child. Here, the direction of the long river of time has exceeded the world's cognition , the so-called directions are false, east, west, north, up, down, left, right, all twisted and folded.As a result, many seemingly adjacent land boundaries are thousands of miles away, and many seem to be separated by hundreds of thousands of miles, but they are only a small difference, a step away.

This made the white-haired old man's figure shake like a glass bead hit in a bamboo tube, scurrying around.

Under normal circumstances, it would be a nightmare for such a pure martial artist of the limit to sit in this kind of world, and to be in it and fight against it is simply a nightmare.

When the burly old man finally stopped, tried his best to stabilize the turmoil of the mountains and rivers in his body, he lowered his head and looked at the shattered armor on his body, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood, peeled off all the broken armor, and waved again, gathering the world The rest of the scattered and broken armor pieces, together with the fragments around them, finally recovered into a dull military armor pill,

Qingtong was very distressed, and finally repaired this ancient armor to the extent that he could wear it on his body. If he wanted to restore it to its original appearance, he didn't know that it would be a year of the monkey.

I just had to admit that Chen Ping's punch was a bit heavy.

Qing Tong raised his hand, wiped off the blood on his face, shook his wrist, and dropped the blood to the ground, blending into the world, and asked curiously, "Where did the fist come from?"

Never believe that it is Chen Ping's own boxing.

Chen Pingan spread his hands, and in the distance behind him, the two long knives that had been taken off before, if ordered, just because Qingtong hadn't hidden the trajectory of Xiaotian's Taoism, the trajectory of the survey was the same as Qingtong's previous retreat The shape is similar, with seven bends and eight turns, and it is unpredictable, but the execution is a straight line, completely ignoring the restrictions of heaven and earth, and directly returning to Chen Pingan's hands.

Wearing a bright red robe, holding a knife in both hands, the narrow knife shakes slightly, and the light of the two kinds of swords overflows different trajectories.

The white-haired old man seemed to twitch the corners of his mouth when he saw that guy, his sarcasm was very obvious.

Endless Wufu is true, pure Wufu is false.

It's really just a martial artist who has survived a little bit, and can only rely on the long years of polishing his body.

After Chen Ping's punch, exactly two quarters of an hour had passed, and the stick of incense had burned out.

In the distance, Xiaomo turned his head to look at Qingtong Yinshen beside him, and jokingly said with a smile: "Friend Qingtong, you still have some family background."

One good thing about living a long time is that you have a lot of knowledge, because you are an ancient Taoist in the first few pages of the old almanac, so you can easily know the truth without looking through those secret files that have been ashamed for thousands of years.For example, the armor worn on the burly old man in the eyes, Xiao Mo can see the roots of the Dao at a glance, the origin is quite good, and its rank is no less than that of the ancient dragon-slaying platform.

The youthful appearance was Qingtong Yinshen, and there was a wry smile on his face.

This treasure armor is one of the means to suppress the bottom of the box.The Zhongtu Confucian Temple once lent it to Zhenyaolou, and now Qingtong has taken it into his pocket with a credit.

It's a pity that it has been stitched for many years, and because Qingtong is not good at refining, the progress has always been slow. As a result, such a bullshit punch today was beaten back to its original shape.

The armored man, one of the five supreme gods in ancient times, used the armor on his body as a prototype. There were three divine armors that were regarded as second-class authentic works. They were the casters of one of the twelve high-ranking gods. After the permission of the God of Water, pick up the Japanese essence, and then use the God of Fire as one of the palaces, Yinghuo, as the furnace, and use the long river of time as the water for tempering. It took a long time, carefully tempered, and imitated.

The silver armor "Dashuang" worn by Zheng Dafeng's predecessor, the acting shopkeeper that Xiao Mo saw at the Feisheng City wine shop, was one of the three divine armors.

It's a pity that in the battle of ascension to the sky where countless Taoists and gods fell, the gatekeeper "Zheng Dafeng", who was unwilling to give up the way, was finally nailed to death by a certain existence on the gate when the situation was over. , the Great Shuang Baojia was shattered and left behind in the world.

It was the same fate as the hairpin of the first Taoist priest in the world.

Later, the first ancestor of the military family evolved based on these three sets of armor and the Dao, and derived the three types of military armor pills of later generations, creating another batch of "fakes", which are the Jingwei armor, Jinwu armor and Shenren armor of later generations. Cheng Lujia's pioneering work is the ancestor of the three kinds of military treasures. There are two sets of "ancestor" warp and weft armor, which are made of warp and weft respectively. When worn by Qi practitioners, the former seems to be protected by magical powers similar to an infinite world in Buddhism. Even if you stand side by side with someone, you are right in front of you. However, whether it is flying swords or spells, they are like headless chickens, looking for an enemy that is "close at hand and far away in the sky" in vain.

The latter rank is slightly inferior, but it is also extremely mysterious. Qi practitioners can accumulate drops of spiritual energy in their own way and pour them into it. The toughness of this treasure armor is naturally beyond ordinary people's imagination.

As for the qi practitioners in the world, there is a certain bottleneck in the accumulation of spiritual energy in the human body, the world, and different realms. It is like a blessed land that ranks among the top ranks, and one day, the spiritual energy of the world will overflow.

It is conceivable that if there is a monk who is lucky enough to get this treasure armor for thousands or even ten thousand years, even if he is not a great monk of the fourteenth realm, but just an ascension realm, he only needs to wear this treasure armor on his body. Standing still, you can let an Ascension-level swordsman hack for half a day.

Xiao Mo happened to know the whereabouts of the "Wei Jia". Just like himself, the owner of this treasure had slept in a hidden place in the wild world for thousands of years.

The problem is that this old guy is still a female cultivator, and she is also a sword cultivator, and she was famous for her killing power ten thousand years ago.

Xiaomo smiled and said, "Qingtong, I'm curious, who gave you the confidence and courage to make you so defiant."

It stands to reason that Qingtong has practiced Taoism in the Haoran world for thousands of years, so he doesn't need to be like himself. He should be very familiar with the rules and taboos on the mountain.

Xiao Mo was expressionless, and said slowly: "My son, as the last master of the Jianqi Great Wall Summer Palace, the last hermit official handpicked by Chen Qingdu, how much credit you have made, you monks on the top of Haoran Mountain, actually know it well. Even if it is only about hard work, he can guard half of the city alone. Besides, the young master was the leader in the Tuoyue Mountain battle. Just talking about the accompanying sword repair, whether it is Qi Tingji, the criminal officer Hao Su, Lu Zhi, or Lu Chen, Bai Yujing's third head teacher, if they come here for a tour, do you dare not see them? Can you see them?"

"Even if you put aside your status as a hidden official, the young master is still a close disciple of Wen Sheng's lineage, a student of Mr. Wen Sheng, and a junior brother of Cui Chan, Zuo Zuo, Liu Shiliu, and Qi Jingchun."

"Young Master is still the owner of Luopo Mountain, the master of a noble sect in the vast world, and now he is going to create the next sect. After the Spring Festival, the young master will become a patriarch of the upper sect in the eyes of the monks of Xiandu Mountain in the future. Others don't know the inside story , with your Qingtong's perception, you don't know that it will be a veritable swordsmanship sect, a swordsmanship sect that hasn't existed in Tongyezhou for thousands of years since the Bitong swordsmanship in the middle of Yizhou was destroyed. Therefore, this move will create a new look for Tongyezhou and add vitality to the originally stagnant mountains and rivers. The young master and his student Cui Dongshan are the ones who dug this canal for the source of flowing water."

In addition, the son is also the practice leader of a certain Taoist in this life, and the two parties will be fellow climbers who climb the mountain together.

This person is now called Nian Jing, with the word Xianwei.

The young master is also the No.1 Taoist partner of Ningyao in the colorful world.

It's just that Xiao Mo didn't mention these two personal matters, big or small.

If you, Qingtong, are an ignorant young man who doesn't care about the identities of the young master at all, then Wen Sheng, who joined the land of Sanzhou at the beginning, used his own road as a price to protect the mountains and rivers of Sanzhou desperately Completely shattered, including Tongyezhou.

What's more, if it wasn't for Cui Chan from Aquarius Continent, his younger brother Qi Jingchun, and Liu Shiliu who returned to Haoran, the three direct disciples of the literary sage line, they would fight one after another, and they would be intimate with Wen Hai in private, right here in Tongye Continent. , There was an undercurrent of fighting.

Then the survival of this demon town building is likely to be a big question mark.

Qing Tong, who is related to Dao Dao, even if he betrayed the Confucian Temple and took refuge in Wenhai Zhou Mi, at least he had to cut off Qing Tong’s close connection with a Xiongzhenlou. It is also estimated that at least one or two realms will fall, and linger on, then when the situation of the two worlds is reversed, the old throne monsters like Yuan Shou and Fei Concubine can escape back to the wild world, and Qingtong who has a great way to lead Tongyezhou , unless Zhou Mi took him to the sky together, he would end up like the great demon Yangzhi who was detained in Laojun's furnace realm, becoming a prisoner of the Confucian Confucian Temple.What's more, with the temper of the most holy teacher, if Qingtong dared to do this, even if Zhou Mi was willing to die and Baoqingtong ascended to the sky and left together, I'm afraid he would only be knocked down halfway.

In addition, Chen Pingan's senior brothers and sisters also used to protect a gate passage leading to a new world in Tongyezhou as a sword repair member of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and helped Tongyezhou preserve a portion of vitality. When the door opens next time, those The many refugees who fled mightily to the colorful world, no matter whether they are willing to return to their hometown or not, can feed back the luck of Tongyezhou to a certain extent.

So speaking of Wen Sheng's lineage, whether it is the old scholar who is a gentleman, the four brothers who are Chen Ping'an, or Chen Ping'an himself, Yu Tongyezhou, this town demon building, or a plane tree, they are all gracious. man of.

Chen Pingan and Xiandu Mountain are in Tongyezhou, and they want to make up for the lack of land for the mountains and rivers of the earth. For Qingtong, it is a great thing to lie down and enjoy the blessings.

This great benefit is destined to be a steady stream of credits, which is more relaxed and comfortable than the rent collectors and landlords who have a lot of money.

Chen Pingan chose Tongyezhou as the site of his next sect, especially since Qingping Sword Sect was still a kendo sect, which meant that Chen Pingan would follow some of the kendo luck involved in the Jianqi Great Wall hermit. Bringing Tongyezhou instead of gifting it to the hometown of Aquarius Island, the luck of the sword will take root here, through Xiandu Mountain and Qingping Sword Sect, and the sword cultivators who will become Xiandu Mountain genealogy monks in the future, such as Sifang Duckweed gathers in a mountain, and then disperses like dandelions. As time goes by, it will bloom and bear fruit in various places.

Xiao Mo said no more, just shook his head.

The old friend, Bixiao Cave Master, has left Tongyezhou, and the Taoist Temple of the East China Sea, which is the dojo, has also moved away to Qingming Tiantian, which means that it is almost impossible for the old Taoist master to return in the short term. old haunt.The Confucian Temple also seems to have released the ban on Zhenyaolou, which is equivalent to allowing Qingtong to regain his freedom.

Take a ten thousand step back and say that this time the young master brought himself here, even if the two parties met, the price was not agreed, and the business could collapse, but in the end, there is no righteousness in the business. With the young master's always negotiable temper, at most Even if he made a few more trips to Zhenyao Tower, he still behaved like today, performing the rituals of the younger generation in a regular manner.

Therefore, in public and private, in love and reason, this youth should meet Chen Pingan, who has multiple identities, today.

Basically, in short, Qingtong chose to thank guests behind closed doors with the purpose of "I want all the benefits, don't ask me for the hard work".

He didn't even want to meet Chen Ping'an, let alone talk about it.

This kind of behavior is tantamount to Huolong real person being a guest of the Liu family in Aiaiazhou, walking to the gate of the mountain, with a pleasant face, saying that he has something to discuss, and then Liu Jubao doesn't show up.

After that, even if you have to open the door to entertain guests, you still don't pay attention to what you do.

Just like Huolong Daoist, if he wants to meet Liu Jubao at the family ancestral hall, he has to pass the test.

What is riding a donkey to find a donkey? There are a total of twelve scrolls, twelve illusory worlds, and a series of temptations in Qingtong. They are all trying to get rid of cocoons on Chen Ping's heart, working hard on people's hearts, digging deep into the heart, and exploring in the mountains of monks. Dojo visit wins exploration.

It is already tantamount to a kind of discussion of Taoism for those who practice Taoism, it is a questioning.

This is the questioning fist between sword repairers, the questioning fist between pure warriors.

To change the metaphor, Chen Qingdu left the Sword Qi Great Wall and visited the Zhongtu Confucian Temple.

You have to pass the examination of poetry knowledge layer by layer.

Xiaomo turned his head and asked, "Qingtong, let me ask you one last question, do you have any secrets?"

After the questioning, Xiaomo waited quietly for the next sentence, Qingtong hesitated to speak several times, but finally remained silent.

Xiao Mo nodded to himself and said, "If you don't speak, it will be assumed that you are gone by default."

In Xiaomo's view, this is a typical shameless act of giving face.

I have tolerated you for a long time.

The old coachman who was in the capital city of Dali before, the other party was just the chief officer of the Department of Cutting and Exploration of the Yushu Academy of the ancient Leibu.

Besides, those are all old grievances, not to mention that the matter is not too big, it has been turned over a long time ago, it is not Xiaomo's style to turn over old accounts.

As for the ghost fairy Yu Jin next to Zhong Kui, it was more like a joke, a joke.

Xiao Mo put the trekking stick into his sleeve.

Qingtong Yinshen immediately panicked, and said in a hurry, not to be the dumb, "Wait a minute!"

It's just that Xiaomo didn't talk to Qingtong anymore.

Moreover, Qingtong also failed to stop Xiaomo's... handing the sword.

It's like two small worlds separated by a mirror. The border between heaven and earth is like a piece of cloth that covers everything in the world. It was picked up by someone's fingers, and a hole was finally torn.

It was like a silkworm cocoon, and a sword cultivator broke out of the cocoon.

In the distance, Chen Pingan, who was keenly aware of the clues of the vision at the first moment, turned his head to look at Xiaomo.

The first time I met Xiaomo was in the bright moon, with an old man's face, domineering arrogance, and a sharp sword.

When the two sides meet again, they will look like gentle and refined youths.

But at this time Xiaomo, as the name suggests, is really "strange".

Do not see the real body, only see the Dharma.

Wearing a large robe, with a looming face, white jade, the whole body is crystal clear, as pure as glass, without any bones, tendons and flesh and blood.

The snow-white hair is extremely long, ethereal and ethereal.

With a sword in his hand, he has a majestic appearance and awe-inspiring sword intent, showing a posture of flying with the sword.

Perhaps this is the pinnacle of Xiaomo's consummation?

Come to the world above the mirror.

The real body of the sycamore tree is here.

Xiao Mo has not actually handed out a sword, but the sword energy has filled the world.

In the entire world, in an instant, countless "pillars" of sword energy appeared, appearing suddenly, penetrating the world wantonly.

A pitiful world, like a carefully woven and mended kit, is pierced by hundreds of sharp ice picks at the same time.

A vast world was cut by tens of thousands of sword lights and became fragmented. The most terrifying thing is that the number of sword lights at these angles are still superimposed crazily, so that the old sword lights are condensed into The beam of light was easily shattered by the brand new sword light in the blink of an eye.

The monks of the five realms on Tongyezhou, according to the level of their respective realms and the strength of their spiritual consciousness, have different degrees of tremors in their hearts, and they all vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

The three Confucian sages who were in charge of the canopy of Tongyezhou raised their eyes and smiled. They saw a ball of light appearing in the sky above the middle of Tongyezhou, but for some reason it was covered with spikes and full of sword aura.

An old master who was closest to the ball of light laughed softly and said, "It's a good town demon building, how did it become... a hedgehog?"

There is nothing to stop this kind of personal grievances between cultivators.

Besides, if the old man doesn't run to sideline the fight, he will be doing this young comrade a lot of face.

All these years after the end of the Great War, because the most holy master, Li Sheng, and Ya Sheng didn't say anything for some reason, this demon town building just pretended to be deaf and dumb, like a miser holding his purse tightly, He is a master who does not want to spend at all, and is just a spectator, so to clean up the mess of Tongyezhou, where the mountains and rivers are broken and the hearts of the people are scattered, can only be the mountain masters of the three academies, gentlemen and sages, running around and breaking their legs up.Because the inability to participate in the specific affairs of the world is an iron law personally formulated by Li Sheng in the early years for these sages who sit on the sky and accompany the sages, so the three of them can only be worried, and there is no way to talk to the Xiongzhen Building. A complaint.

In fact, it hasn't been pleasing to the eye for several years.

You can't ask others to be sages.

The old master who once praised the young hermit with his own words, "Young people have a good demeanor", shook his sleeves to cover up the vision of heaven and earth.

Why, where is the responsibility, who can pick my thorns?

A Confucian temple is sealed by the Xiongzhen Building, and the Confucian scholars who belong to the same line as the Wensheng belong to their own family and fight behind closed doors. This is called family ugliness.

In the new battlefield in the world, Qingtong Yinshen and the burly old man who was the body of Yangshen disappeared together and returned to his real body.

After all, he was going to confront a sword cultivator at the Ascension Realm, so how could Qingtong dare to take it lightly.

And the real body of the sycamore tree turned into a slender man with alternating light and dark, and his face was blurred. Shoes, a series of simple and simple jade plaques hanging from the waist, and bright red armbands on the arms, in short, they are wearable and come in handy, all kinds of magic weapons on the mountain, fancy decorations...

At the same time, this long-awaited Ascendant cultivator did not wait to die. He stepped on the fight and made a tactic with both hands, and his avatar bloomed like a flower bud.

More than 1000 Qingtong incarnations, each showing their magical powers, sacrificed different magic weapons one after another, and displayed different offensive and defensive spells.

A lot of good skills don't overwhelm you.

Just talking about the many spells and the variety of types, not talking about the mystery of Taoism and the level of cultivation, it is estimated that Qingtong can be ranked among Haoran's top ten just with today's skill.

Of these Qingtong avatars, more than a hundred of them were in charge of temporarily forming an array to create a landscape formation, and the rest of the more talisman avatars would die with them in order to stop those endless sword lights.

As for Qingtong, a monk in the Ascension Realm who claims to know how to use a few big talismans, he sacrificed the big talismans at the bottom of the box together, each of which fits the Five Elements Dao, which can be called the ultimate attainment of talismans.

A fire talisman was sacrificed, and a thousand-foot-tall Huobu god appeared, with thousands of flames intertwined all over his body, smashing the sword lights that kept approaching the landscape formation with his fists.

There is another water talisman, the talismans are connected and swept out continuously, like the rolling river, formed by interweaving and overlapping tens of thousands of talismans, shimmering, and finally converging to manifest a blue carp thousands of miles long. The fish scales are all as big as a courtyard, and they are all auras of talismans.

The Three Mountains and Five Mountains Talismans, which were made of soil and mountains, suddenly hit the ground, and the five ancient mountains took root on the ground. The three mountains formed an angle with each other, and there were five ancient mountains surrounding the three mountains.Help the landscape formation outside to stabilize its position.

And behind Qingtong's real body, there was a wooden talisman, the light of the talisman scattered in all directions, strands of light, and then piled up a frame that seemed to be the most delicate and dense wooden puppet in the world.

But Xiaomo faced these messy methods.

There is only one sword.

An extremely bright sword light, like a fish waving its tail, headed towards the formation and Qingtong's real body.

Wherever the sword shines, it will be destroyed.

Around Jianguang, there appeared a passage similar to the realm of Taixu outside the sky.

Even the countless slanting beams of light condensed from his own sword energy all collapsed and turned into nothingness just because they blocked the way.

This is the true lethal power of a sword cultivator at the peak of the Ascension Realm.

In other parts of the world, there are more than a dozen subtle springs that seem to splash and ripple in all directions at the same time.

Where are the springs of those water sources.Ding dong, like the sound of nature.

There are many rivers and rivers in the world, no matter how aggressive and majestic they are when they enter the sea, there are often only a few tiny springs at the source of the water veins.

These seemingly inconspicuous existences and the subtleness of the sword energy seem to be completely negligible, but they are like the beginning of Xiaomo's swordsmanship.

On your Qingtong's own territory, hide, where can you hide.

Run, out of a town demon building, where can you Qingtong run to.

A large array of mountains and rivers broke apart in the blink of an eye, and the sound of shattering was earth-shattering.

Qingtong exhausted all the big talismans before he could barely dispel the terrifying sword light that seemed to enter the land of no one.

Ten thousand years ago, he knew that this famous swordsman was very skilled in swordsmanship, but Qingtong still couldn't imagine that it would be so high.

But isn't it said that its swordsmanship is not known for its killing power?Is it extremely difficult just because it has both offensive and defensive capabilities?

Didn't it mean that its swordsmanship killing power back then couldn't rank among the top five swordsmen in the world?

Suddenly, Qingtong widened his eyes, and saw a face that became more and more clear.

This ancient demon swordsman, with a smiling face getting closer and closer, was just smeared with a sword in his hand.

A long arc was dragged across the entire world, heading straight for Qing Tong's head.

The guy who changed his name to Xiaomo now seems to be saying.

Hello, comrade Qing.

Goodbye, waste ascension.

With his life hanging by a thread, Qing Sympathy was in a hurry, but he didn't think he was waiting to die. He suddenly shouted: "Chen Pingan! The most holy teacher has something to say!"

That bright red magic robe is crossing the small world through the gap between Xiaomo and Xiaomo, just like an ancient ascending celestial being, stepping on the void, climbing up the stairs, and slowly appearing.

With sleeves in both hands, double knives folded on the waist, and a night tour sword that sweeps the air by itself follows.

But Qingtong fell into an ice cave in an instant, and Xiaomo, who was holding a sword close to him, crossed each other, and Qingtong, who was standing in place, had his head cut off by the arc of sword light.

A head was thrown high.

Maybe it was because Chen Pingan didn't have time to stop Xiao Mo, or maybe he spoke from his heart, and Xiao Mo didn't have time to withdraw his sword.

It may be that Xiao Mo heard the voice of his heart, but this ancient demon swordsman was full of hostility in his heart, and he was unwilling to stop his sword.

More likely, Chen Pingan didn't make a sound, because he didn't want to speak at all.

Too lazy to speak.

Who knows.

The long sword formed by the condensed sword intent in Xiao Mo's hand dissipated on the spot, and he changed his hand to the sword, looked around, and smiled slightly. After all, he was a cultivator in the Ascension Realm, so how could he be killed so easily on the spot? , there is still some distance.

But no matter what, it is easier than trying to kill Yangzhi back then. Yangzhi's Ascension Realm is even more peak, and her body is inherently tough, and in the ancient world, the territory is vast, plus Yangzhi's cultivation path , is blessed by nature, is responsible for a part of the road water transport, so whenever the border is near the water, the speed of running away is faster than that of Jianguang.

This youth is in a situation where the ground is a prison.

That head, at a speed visible to the naked eye, rotted like a piece of dead wood, and then turned into ashes and scattered in the sky and the earth.

Behind Xiaomo, where Qingtong's real body was, the armor fell to the ground with a clanging sound, and the magic robe fell to the ground limply on the armor.

A method of escape similar to that of a cicada slough was used.

A big tree only hurts the branches and leaves, not the trunk.

Of course, the loss of Qingtong's avenue is inevitable.

From all over the world, a thunderous and furious voice echoed, "Don't push yourself!"

Here is the Zhenyao Tower, one of the nine male town buildings in Haoran Tianxia.

You, Xiaomo, happen to be a monster from the wild world!

Xiao Mo, however, had a bright smile on his face, disappeared for a moment, and chased after a clue.

A dharma figure with ethereal celestial spirit, the bright moon and reed flowers have disappeared without a trace.

A moment later, an extremely eerie dark full moon hung in the sky, and it was Qingtong who was forced to show up, and had to use a life-saving magical power, the phase of the moon.

In comparison, Xiaomo's Dharma statue can only be regarded as a mustard seed at the mouth of the well, but near the bright moon, a very small grain of light first lit up, and then spread into a line in an instant, and finally the long line of sword light, Like a huge dragon soaring into the sky, it meanders and swims in the sky above a bright moon.

This is Xiaomo's self-created swordsmanship, eclipse moon, after quietly laying a net on the road and swallowing one of the moons on the track of a pair of sun and moon in the past.

It's just that compared to the ancient fellow Taoist with the "Weijia" and the veritable "solar eclipse" Taoism, Xiaomo thinks it's still a lot worse.

At that time, they, the big monsters on the top of the mountain, had to wake up from their deep sleep after receiving the edict from Bai Ze. One of them was an ancient existence, because the Wannian Daochang, or the place to heal the wounded, was located in the wild world. In the middle of the day, this aunt who is also a sword cultivator, and the "neighbor" in the sky, Xiaomo, who is in the bright moonlight, exchanged a few casual words with unique magical powers. Oh, the other party also said that now they have given themselves an alias

.

Thanks dog.

Before Xiaomo and Chen Pingan mentioned their ancient existence, cultivation base and combat power, Xiaomo, who was a dead soldier, was frank, saying that he was neither the one with the most lethal power nor the one with the strongest defense. Mo can be sure of one thing, his offense and defense are among the top three.Because Xiaomo had just dealt with Chen Pingan not long ago, and because of his sword cultivator's temperament, he still had some reservations at the time, and didn't say much about the inside story. The next ones were not four, but only three, because that "Xie Gou" was also a peak powerhouse with both offensive and defensive skills.

As for the relationship between Xiaomo and this fellow Taoist whose alias is now "Xie Gou", there is another long story of grievances and enmities.

This is probably one of the reasons why Xiaomo is unwilling to tell more about the truth.

Chen Pingan's shoulders sank, and his figure became more and more stooped.

It was Na Qingtong who moved out of the identity of the owner of Zhenyao Building again.

After a while, there were still sword lights all over the place that suddenly lit up, and then disappeared suddenly.

Qingtong finally showed his true face for the first time. He was in a state of embarrassment, covered in blood, with criss-crossing wounds. There were no less than a dozen wounds. His bones were exposed, which was horrible.

Young appearance, handsome appearance, indistinguishable between male and female.

It's just that Qingtong no longer has the grace and demeanor of a great monk on the top of the mountain, and he looks a little out of breath. He stands not far from Chen Ping'an, as if this is the only way to catch his breath.

Qingtong's choice is correct.

Sure enough, Xiao Mo did not continue to hand the sword, the hand holding the sword circled behind him to show his sincerity.

Just let you rest by my son's side for a while.

After seeing Qing Tong's appearance, Chen Ping'an looked strange for a moment.

According to the secret records of the Summer Palace, there is an old saying that the phoenix tree is female, and "the phoenix tree" grows and ages together, lives and dies together.

And Lu Tai, who was born in the Lu family of the yin and yang family in China, is the body of a yin and yang fish that is rare in a thousand years.

Back then, Lu Tai accompanied Chen Pingan on a trip to Tongyezhou.

A Qi practitioner, but naturally afraid of heights.

Zou Zi and Pei Min, a swordsman, are both Lutai's preaching mentors.

After Lu Tai separated from him back then, would Zou Zi bring him here?

However, Chen Ping did not ask Qing Tong about this matter, it doesn't matter, whether it is Lu Tai or sword repairer Liu Cai, I believe that there will be a reunion day or a time to meet each other in the coming year.

Xiao Mo raised his chin to Qing Tong, indicating that you can leave this place.

Qingtong gritted his teeth and fled away.

When he showed up for the second time, Xiaomo had cut off one of Qingtong's arms, but only one shoulder was shaking, and Qingtong gave birth to another arm.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Haven't figured out what to say? Are you struggling right now? I'm not sure that I'll be fooled by nonsense, and I don't have the courage to falsely preach the will of the most holy teacher? It's just that I don't want to talk nonsense, but I will be caught by Xiaomo." Chasing and slashing, even if you can't die for a while, but the conversion of the Tao is the real loss of decades and hundreds of years of a sword. Let alone a stick of incense for two quarters of an hour, I am afraid that it will only take a quarter of an hour, and you will fall. ?”

Qing Tong raised the back of his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "Aren't you afraid that I'll destroy the demon building first, and then run to the sage who sits in the sky for help?"

Chen Pingan stuck out a hand from his sleeve and raised it high, "Go."

Qingtong gritted his teeth and said: "Although the most holy master never asked me to send you a message, the most holy master has been here after all, and he really sent me a message, hoping that I can practice well. If you dare to destroy a Zhenyaolou, pampering a sword cultivator who came from the barbaric world and ruined my avenue..."

Chen Ping put away his hands, nodded and said, "I'll go to the Confucian Temple to make amends on my own when I'm free. Well, you can go to my husband first, and then Li Sheng."

Qingtong's face was cloudy and uncertain.

Don't you like to lie down and enjoy your happiness?

can.

No problem at all.

When Xiaomo Jianguang broke the restriction of heaven and earth earlier, Chen Pingan actually sent a message to the old master with the sparrow in the cage and Jing Zhongyue with the flying sword.

There was a gentleman's covenant with the sage who accompanied him.

If you ask him for help, you must hide it from your husband and send a letter to Lisheng.

I implore Li Sheng to move half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

As for the conversion of merits and virtues, it is nothing more than a clear settlement, and Li Sheng and Confucian Temple should follow the rules.

On Mr. Xiping's side, the merit book about Chen Pingan's name should be written off as much as possible.

But you don't even think about the fourteenth realm of Qingtong in this life.

It's ridiculous to say that Chen Pingan has been thinking about the blatant killings of some fourteenth-level monks after the founders of the three religions left, or the secret layout of the top monks of the Ascension Level.

I never thought that by accident, I would become the first person to stop others from entering the fourteenth realm.

Then you Qingtong will be in Tongyezhou for 100 years, 1000 years, or 1 years, what is the difference?

It's just that this kind of thing, the matter has come to this point, there is no need to speak.

Don't look like you're threatening someone.

Although the price is a bit high, the rewards are also not small.

A continent of mountains and rivers will soon be stable.

And it will be much smoother to mend in the future.

If there are people and harmony first, there will be a favorable location and a favorable time.

Many things that originally required the help of Qingtong can be done by myself.

The only trouble, I guess the husband will be very angry with himself when he finds out about this.

do not care.

damn it.

Sure enough, what the boss Sword Immortal said is right, practice and practice cannot always be so rigid.

Every hundred years, there is always one unreasonable thing to do.

Suddenly, Qing Tong looked slightly surprised, and reluctantly opened a landscape restriction, like opening a door.

Chen Pingan was even more surprised, because the messenger flying sword that had left this world earlier disappeared in a flash and came straight to him, so Chen Pingan had no choice but to put the sword light in his sleeve.

Then Qingtong began to hop and scold: "Chen Pingan, you crazy! You bastard, you're really insane, your brain was pinched by the door when you were young, it's so smooth that you do it so smoothly, you just have to do it like this As for Lao Tzu, if you really move that half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi here, do you know the consequences? As long as the mountains and rivers of Tongyezhou are broken for one day, you will be unable to break through for the next day. Don’t even think about dreaming... "

Chen Ping frowned slightly, not caring about Yi Qingtong's innocuous scolding, but wondering what the old master's intention was, since the two parties had already finalized the deal.

In Qingtong's heart, it seemed that he had been scolded, and the wording was definitely not tactful, so Qingtong became sick all of a sudden, staring blankly at the bright red robe, sighed, and closed the door first , Then hesitated, and took out two remaining talismans from the sleeve, one talisman was made of ordinary yellow seal material, and the other was a rare talisman made of golden material.

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "Xiaomo, if you need to do something later, you can ignore the consequences."

Xiao Mo, who originally planned to return to his real body, nodded and continued to maintain his Faxiang posture, and for the first time changed to holding swords in both hands.

Qingtong said in a heartfelt voice: "You have such a good memory, you must still remember these two old talismans."

Chen Pingan was expressionless.

of course I remember.

One is the yin qi guiding talisman that I turned into a yin qi guiding talisman by reverse-drawing the yang qi lighting symbol in Flying Eagle Fort according to Lu Tai's instructions.

As for the other golden talisman, the talisman paper was given to Lu Tai by Chen Pingan, and Lu Tai finally drew a ferry talisman.

Qingtong continued to talk to Chen Pingan with his heart: "You guessed it right, Zou Zi did bring Lu Tai to me back then, Zou Zi not only left an unlucky prophecy for me, but also gave me these two remaining talismans , Said that he might be able to help me survive the catastrophe in the future, I think Zou Zi is joking."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "It's just a joke, you're right not to take it seriously."

In fact, Qingtong had already prepared himself mentally for a dead horse to be a living horse doctor. If he couldn't do it, he could only accept his fate obediently.

I don't want to fight for a town demon building, but I also want to show this Chen Pingan and that Xiaomo a little bit of color.At worst, they finally went to the Confucian Temple and played [-] boards each.

Qingtong hesitated for a moment, and said a little thing, "Zou Zi also brought...a bunch of fetish children with him at the time, saying that he wanted me to show some merit, and he was useful."

Chen Pingan asked: "And then?"

Qingtong said helplessly: "It's just a little merit, and it's Zou Zi's request. Of course I did."

It was the first time Xiaomo saw his son, and he showed a hesitant expression.

Many years ago, I traveled together with Lu Tai. During the period, I was in the cave under the Flying Eagle Fort. Outside the door was a back alley, a dead end road, and even a wall full of corpses.

At that time, Chen Pingan hadn't lent Zhong Kui the writing brush named Xiaoxuezhui, and drawing a talisman at that time might not even be regarded as entering the room.

In the end, Chen Pingan remained silent, stretched out his hand to hold the Yeyou Sword, turned and left, turned to Na Qingtong and said, "Don't let me see you in the future."

Qing Tong's expression was complicated, his heart was full of doubts, did this guy really leave just like that?

Xiao Mo was too lazy to think about why the young master would change his original intention.

The son is always right when he does things.

Qingtong hesitated for a moment, and shouted: "Chen Pingan, don't you wonder why I am so...unhuman?"

For the last four words, Qing Tong bit the bullet and said it awkwardly.

With his back to Qingtong, Chen Pingan just looked up at the sky, and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up and open the door, there is no need to see off the guests."

Damn you have the same brains, when I turn around, it's a "reunion", it's really looking for a cut.

Qingtong continued: "Of course I have a reason."

Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled, "Is that why you like extravagance so much?"

Qing Tong was horrified by the look, and was silent for a moment, so he could only hold back his temper, and tentatively said: "Review one or two, and chat for a while? If we hit it off, we can talk about cooperation."

First, I was worried that the misunderstanding between the two parties would be too deep and they would be held grudges.

In fact, Qing Tong was not thinking about what would happen if he hit it off, but what if this guy got out of the town demon building and continued to discuss with the Confucian temple master about relocating half of the city?And what if the little master agrees again?

Furthermore, Qingtong was unwilling to reconcile to the end, and wanted to regain some ground in certain matters. As for the fight, forget it. It's been a while, but I still have lingering fears.If possible, it doesn't matter whether you, Chen Pingan, see me or not. In short, don't let me see that "little street" next to you again.

Chen Pingan thought for a while, nodded with a smile and said: "The guest can do whatever he wants, and he can't ask for anything."

Shaking his sleeves, he sat down cross-legged, with the horizontal sword on his knees.

In front of Qing Tong, Chen Ping twisted out a white horse crossing the gap talisman from his sleeve again, hovered beside him, and used it for timing.

Qingtong's eyelids trembled slightly, should he say that this guy is cautious, or does he not give himself any face?

Seeing that Xiao Mo was seated after him, Qing Tong hesitated for a moment, but chose to sit opposite them.

Chen Pingan's first sentence seemed murderous, "Tong Yezhou, Tong Ye Zong, Du Mao's parasol cave, you gave it?"

Qingtong obviously learned smart, and he didn't lose when he lost, so he said in a bad mood: "The sycamore umbrella you brought out of Ouhua Blessed Land back then, besides being able to isolate the secrets of heaven, it is also where a quarter of Ouhua Blessed Land is located. , isn’t it also an object that left from my side.”

What's the point of turning over this old account.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "I don't mean to turn over old accounts. Du Mao's incident has already been turned over."

Qingtong subconsciously glanced at Xiaomo.

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "Don't use your own brain to speculate on my young master's mind."

Indus branches have been known as "Feng Tiao" since ancient times.

The Ouhua Cave was divided into four, and what Chen Pingan got was an oil-paper umbrella presented by the old temple master, and the umbrella bones were sycamore branches.

Since ancient times, the branches and leaves of the phoenix tree have been afraid of strong winds and waterlogged roots.

The young sword cultivator in front of him had dao aura on his body, faintly visible, and it was contaminated with a dao aura from Aunt Feng's stinking mother-in-law.

Furthermore, Chen Ping'an was less than half a hundred years old on the road of practice, and the avenue is close to water, and he is definitely not the kind of Qi practitioner who is naturally suitable for water practice.

If we say that Auntie Feng's Dao breath is quite shallow.Then, in the dark, although Chen Pingan did not accept a certain Dao gift from the reincarnation of an ancient rain master, to Qing Tong, it was a kind of Dao's victory that he hated and was extremely afraid of.

In addition, Chen Pingan is also a sword cultivator, especially since he has been in the Great Wall of Sword Qi for so many years.

Back then, he carried Chen Qingdu's "Sword Qi Chang" on his back.

Now Chen Pingan's skin bears the real name of the Yaozu, and of course it conflicts with the natural avenue of Zhenyaolou.

With so many reasons superimposed, how can Qingtong get close to this person?

Listening to Qing Tong's "complaint", Chen Pingan nodded, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "The words are reasonable and the circumstances are excusable."

These reasons are all reasons.

But neither is the real reason.

At this moment, in Qingtong's view, the words of this person in front of him are without sincerity at all.

Let Qing Tong add an additional reason not to like this person.

Like.

It's so similar!

The young sword fairy with an unpredictable temperament in front of him is like that certain Sun Daoist from Qingming Tianxia, ​​who once wandered here and deliberately concealed his identity as Xuandu Guan, and there was a misunderstanding completely belonging to the other party. , After a quarrel, the other party said that the poor Taoist has a heart as big as the sea and a spirit as high as a mountain. There is a little misunderstanding, why bother, how can the poor Taoist care? Measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. If you are so narrow-minded, don't blame the poor Daoist for not doing things...

Before Sun Daochang left, he didn't say anything directly. The old Taoist just expressed his feelings. In the moonlit night, choose a good day and transplant a Biwu plant in the courtyard of your own Taoist temple. The bark of this tree is as green as emerald green, the leaves are as short as flowers, and it is beautiful and elegant. Leaves fall in winter, for the joy of the sun's warmth; in summer and autumn, shade and coolness can hide the pain of scorching heat, and the joy is endless...

A master of the lineage of the Sword Immortal of Taoism in Qingming Tianxia, ​​the fifth person in the world who cannot be shaken by thunder, how could the old temple master so-called transplanting a Biwu just choose a slender branch? He had cut off an arm.

Fortunately, there was that Taoist Chunyang who was there back then, and helped Qingtong to avoid a natural and man-made disaster.

Qingtong said again with his heart: "Zou Zi left here back then and confessed one thing, saying that I will test someone's Taoist heart in the future. As for the result and impression, you don't need to tell him. As for who that person is, Just say I'll know when I see it."

"Someone?"

Chen Pingan asked suspiciously: "I was carrying that 'Sword Qi Chang' on my back, so you didn't keep staring at me? Isn't it obvious?"

Qingtong said helplessly: "Believe it or not, in my eyes, you didn't have that land station around you back then, and even many of the scenes I thought I saw were a series of illusions that Zou Zi deliberately let me see. A kind of blindness in the true sense. As for how Zou Zi did it, I don’t know. It was only after I saw you this time that I realized that something was wrong. Taking advantage of the pictures you walked in those illusions before, I immediately started to do it. After a lot of deduction, and backtracking, I got this... the terrible truth."

Chen Pingan looked dubious.

But Qingtong's reason, no matter it's true or not, can barely be regarded as a passable excuse.

Let Xiaomo recover his real body.

Relieved, Qingtong waved his sleeves and picked out twelve leaves from the fallen golden leaves all over the ground.

Hovering in front of him, put his fingers together, lightly pressed against one of the fallen leaves, swiped forward, and floated towards Chen Ping'an.

Every fallen leaf is a horse-riding map similar to the long river of time.

Each has its key.

play chess.Lu Yan, Huangliang Yimeng.In severe drought, officials prayed for rain.The county guard controls the water, two wicks.The warlord does not want to attack halfway, benevolence and righteousness.Marriage of a talented man and a beautiful woman, an old monk, and a young novice.

The old woman on horseback, the ghost festival, the dark and different roads.The gods of the place are sworn to each other.A secret place in the country of flowers with a little fat and powder.As a monarch.Those who have attained the Tao will turn back the clock.buy pie.

Qingtong looked serious, with a little nostalgia, and said slowly: "In fact, there are only a handful of people who got one in the past."

"When the heaven and the earth are united, each is at peace. When the gods are united with spirit, they are gods. When the valleys are united, they are full, and all things are born when they are united. Among them, the long river of time and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth used by qi practitioners all come from the gods. Dead corpses live."

"The magical powers of the world are like a big tree reflected in the water, each with its branches and veins, which are the orthodoxy and dharma veins for future generations. Every time it blooms and bears fruit, it is a person who has attained the Tao."

Hearing this, Xiao Mo laughed.

You put it here, Wang Po is selling melons and boasting.

You really have the ability, why can't you even take a few swords from me?What's more, I didn't even use any natal flying sword.

Qingtong got angry and said, "I didn't say this metaphor."

Xiao Mo stretched out his hand and patted the green bamboo stick lying across his knees, signaling to the other party not to speak so loudly, as he was timid and couldn't bear to be scared.

Chen Pingan asked, "Who do you mean by 'few people'?"

Qing Tong said: "Of course they are the 'Ten Heroes of the World' in ancient times!"

Chen Ping'an looked calm.

But in fact, it was the first time Chen Pingan heard about it. There was no record of the Summer Palace, nor the Confucian Temple. My husband, student Cui Dongshan, Xiao Mo, the boss Sword Immortal, and my seniors, no one mentioned it. this matter.

It's a pity that Qingtong only mentioned part of the "list" next.

It turns out that in the ancient times, before the battle of water and fire and the battle of ascending to heaven, there were ten heroes in the world.

Without exception, sanctified as gods.

The ten monks from different backgrounds have no ranking among each other.

Among them are the patriarchs of the Three Religions.

The first ancestor of the military family.

The world's first monk.

There is also a well-deserved leader in the world of swordsmanship.

She has the best qualifications for practicing swords, the fastest practice to break through the realm, the largest number of flying swords, and the highest rank.

These existences and their strengths can be seen only by looking at the few "substitutes".

The number of candidates is small, only four in total.

They are the sword repairer Chen Qingdu, the little master, Bai Ze, and Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou who created the talisman.

When Qingtong mentioned Chen Qingdu, he couldn't help but glance at the ghostly young man opposite him.

The relationship between Chen Qingdu and the leader of the sword cultivators who were both sword cultivators at the beginning is actually a bit similar to the current battle of martial arts. Chen Pingan and Cao Ci, the former is always chasing the latter.

In the end, the highest swordsman in the world is the "alternate" Chen Qingdu who came from behind.

Qingtong continued: "In ancient times, the conflict between water and fire affected the heaven and the earth, causing the pillars of the sky to break and the earth to perish."

"For all living beings at that time, it was of course a disaster, but at the same time, for all the living beings who escaped by chance, especially the monks, it was a disaster..."

Qingtong stopped speaking, as if he was thinking of a vivid metaphor.

Chen Pingan then said: "No, it's a great opportunity. It's like the fire and upturning of crop fields in later generations. It's full of spiritual energy, just like turning from a barren land to a fertile land."

Qingtong nodded, "The way of heaven is tilted, and the movement rules of the sun, moon and stars are becoming more and more obvious. The terrain is uneven, the world is full of lakes and seas, and the world is full of water and dust. They are all opportunities for survivors to practice Taoism."

And the prophecy that Zou Zi gave to Qingtong last time was exactly "the earth sinks to the southeast, and the sky falls to the northwest."

Qingtong sighed: "After that, those who have achieved the Tao will occupy a place."

Thinking about his words again, after a while, Qingtong finally gave a very powerful statement for these people who have preached the Tao in ancient times.

"I am the host."

"The way of heaven damages more than it makes up for what is lacking. The way of humanity uses what is not enough to make up for more."

"Therefore, the Taoist ancestor had a saying, who can have more than enough to serve the world? The only one who has the Tao."

"Nowadays, the Zongmen and Xianfu on the mountain, no matter how big or small the sect is, there is an enshrined position in the Patriarch Hall. This is where the Daogen of enshrining this identity is located, which means 'do the worship, and respect the heaven and the earth'. But now Most of the mountain worshipers, those genealogy monks, who knows this, even if they know, how many of them will take it seriously. Even if anyone is willing to take it seriously, the sun of the Tao is fading to the west, and the passers-by in the afterglow can do nothing.”

"So you said before that you would mend the mountains and rivers for Tongyezhou in a humane way. Chen Pingan, if it were you, would you find it ridiculous when you look back at what you said at that time?"

As a result, the other party directly said, "The so-called division of heaven and man by Taoist ancestors is different from the purpose of Confucianism. Which one do you think is ridiculous, or are they both funny?"

Qingtong's scalp went numb, and he choked for words.

Your uncle, can all this involve Taoist ancestors and the most holy ancestors? !

Qingtong was almost frightened and got up quickly, imitating Confucian scholars to make a bow first, and then doing Taoist Jishou.

The atmosphere became awkward for a while.

Qingtong finally remembered something, and put away all the Taoist rhymes in Zhenyaolou.

Xiao Mo was no different.

But Chen Pingan gradually recovered his original appearance in a green shirt.

Only then did Qingtong say: "It was a mistake to create people from heaven and earth. As for those saints who walk their own ways, just like Master Lu said, saints never die, but robbers never stop..."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Come again?"

Aren't you Qingtong good at a few big talismans? The talisman is so powerful, why don't you just put a label on me as the co-lord of the old heaven?Then call the patriarchs of the Three Teachings over to have a look?

Afterwards, Chen Pingan pointed to the white horse crossing the gap talisman, signaling to the other party to cherish the time.

Qing Tong looked somewhat resentful.

Seeing Qingtong's gesture, Chen Ping'an lost his mind for no reason, and remembered the matter of human nature, as well as the yin spirit of qi practitioners and the yang spirit of qi practitioners. The moon manifests"?

Not to mention the "Yang Mumao" who was cut into three corpses by the little Tianjun Yang Ning, but to talk about the old real man Liang Shuang's yin spirit traveling far away, and the current state of Xiaomo who is right in front of him, and of course the student Cui Dongshan.

A slight difference is a thousand miles away, and the difference in Taoism will lead to a deviation in character.

The only exception is probably Zheng Juzhong.

With a swipe of Qingtong's fingers, the fallen sycamore leaf disappeared in a flash, and fell back among the fallen leaves again, before pushing the second fallen leaf to Chen Ping'an.

Qingtong asked curiously: "In the inn next to Handan Road, why don't you go and confirm the authenticity of Lu Yan?"

In the first picture scroll fantasy, Chen Pingan left Xiaomo and went to the road alone, knocking over the bookcase without hesitation, leaving the book blank.

It is very simple to do things according to the calabash.

You only need to ask that Xiaomo to hand out a sword to the old guest house, and you will know whether it is true or not.

Chen Pingan said: "To treat the elders and sages on the road of practice, we juniors who are easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree, walk on the Yangguan Avenue that they opened up and then step on it, and it becomes smoother. The long-awaited Lu Zu."

Qing Tong looked awkward.

Chen Pingan said: "Of course, when you meet some people who don't respect the old, especially those who like to rely on the old and sell the old, you should be polite. It means that you don't need to be too polite. After all, they are all Taoists. Can't be eaten. Seniors think so?"

Xiao Mo smiled and said: "At this moment, Fellow Daoist Qing, you should answer 'I think so?!?/p>

The young hermit immediately let out a sigh, with a rising voice, "Why are you talking to Qing Tong, who is also a fellow Taoist and an old friend?"

Xiao Mo nodded and said, "Be careful next time."

Qingtong didn't want to have a next time, so he immediately changed the subject, "After you leave here, after the sect celebration is over, you might as well go straight to Huangliang Kingdom, where Lu Zu's hometown is. Pointing at Jin Dan."

Seeing that Chen Pingan didn't seem to be interested, Qingtong continued to persuade him with good words: "This is not a forced request, since Lu Yan has said it directly, then you are already one of the predestined people, and if you don't take it, you will be blamed... ..."

Speaking of this, Qingtong felt extremely awkward, so he had to stop talking, and changed his words, "Your Xiandu Mountain is a swordsman sect. If you can get this opportunity, plus you have to bury yourself in the river to pray for rain." I believe that within the next two to three hundred years, the number of Earth Immortals in Luoba Mountain and Xiandu Mountain may be a scene of springing up bamboo shoots after rain, which is a bit exaggerated. , or fineness, will not differ too much.

"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Duckweed gathers and disperses, everything depends on fate."

Afterwards, Chen Pingan added, "When I woke up from the dream, the yellow rice was not yet ripe. Whether it's true or false, good or bad, I can't tell. Just like at this moment, how can you be sure that you are not still in Zou Zi's life?" In the fantasy world created for you?"

Qingtong smiled, obviously thinking that such nonsense should be left to those worrying people to disturb themselves.

Chen Ping wiped the golden fallen leaf casually, and it also belonged to the fallen leaves in the distance.

The next two leaves are several hints, such as putting the fallen leaves together before and after, which is actually an old almanac.

Severe drought and flood.

In the ancient times, the war between water and fire that caused the earth to shatter and shatter, the world was devastated, and countless people were killed or injured.

In addition, the army of monsters in the wild world swept across the mountains and rivers of a continent, the mountains and rivers sank, the rituals and music collapsed, and there was no order.

No matter what, no matter what the reason is, you, Chen Pingan, came late, and you are doomed to be saved, and life and death are at stake.

At most, it is to learn from the official who prayed for rain and make up for it afterwards, and it may not be possible to succeed.

Moreover, Qingtong has another "digression", because it is precisely this rainfall that is the reason for "the land of a county is flooded every year, and the residence is submerged in water".

The heavenly court collapsed and the way of heaven collapsed because of your "one" who stood by and watched. Don't you just now think of coming to clean up the mess you created? !

Could it be that Wen Hai's careful ascension to the sky to leave, and the scattered ways of the patriarchs of the three religions are all in your calculations?

All these causal loops, separated by tens of thousands of years, were actually calculated by Zou Zi, who "talks about everything in the sky", right?

Otherwise, wouldn't you be able to stop the fire and water dispute back then?Even if he couldn't stop him, why didn't he even make a move to stop him once or twice, instead he didn't show up from the beginning to the end?

This is Qingtong's merciless mockery.

As for the official who prayed for rain during the severe drought, he was holding the letter of praying for rain written by Chen Pingan, which opened with the sentence "Uncle Feng, Master of Rain, Mother of Thunder, Listen to my order, and those who disobey the order will be executed. "

In fact, when Qingtong saw this scene from a distance, to be honest, at that moment, Qingtong was more than just trembling, he was almost so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were about to burst.

Thinking about the long period of ten thousand years ago, that one was the supreme existence of the highest school.

It's just that no human being, and perhaps no god, knows what this existence is thinking.

The one who is closest to a certain truth may only be the Taoist ancestor?

Chen Ping looked down at the pictures in the two fallen leaves, and suddenly said with a smile: "Senior Qingtong, you seem to be very good at teasing others?"

Qingtong frowned and said, "How do you say that?"

In one of the scrolls earlier, Chen Ping'an was once a sheriff in charge of water control.He was born in the Han clan, at a young age, he was listed on the gold list, and has not yet married a wife.

Without exception, they all fit Chen Pingan's experience and situation.

Born in a humble alley, he eventually held a high position and became the last hermit official. He sat in the summer palace, and the army of the wild world attacked the city like a flood.

I have to ask for alms everywhere, just like those 54 cross-continental ferries, hanging upside down the mountain spring flag fasting,

Although Ning Yao and Na Ning Yao are well-known Taoist couples, they have not officially married yet, and so on.

They are not all similar, but as long as they are carefully explored, they all have a lot in common.

In addition, when Chen Pingan met the literati who was at home, he said convincingly that the imperial examination articles were well done, and that when he did other things, he would have a whip, a slap and a blood, otherwise it would be all wild fox Zen and Evil heretics...

Everything is inferior, but reading is high.Why study, to be an official?Confess wife and son?

There are thousands of spells on the mountain, but there is only one sword cultivator, like reading among all kinds of professions in the world, looking down on the world and despising others.

Couldn't it be that Qingtong was taking the opportunity to sneer at the sword cultivator who believed that "one sword can break all spells" and has no eyes?

There are insinuations everywhere, and there are other references.

For example, the Gaomen mansion symbolizes the former Great Wall of Sword Qi.And Ning Yao of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is the woman who is unfortunately not a man, so the reason why the son-in-law in the family is "the right family and talented", of course, is because of this person's identity, he is a descendant of a literary sage The closed-door disciples are Cui Chan, the younger brothers of the others, so the boss Sword Immortal values ​​this person quite a lot, and the phrase "he refuses to make a career" implies that Chen Ping'an was not a sword cultivator at the time...

Qingtong feels guilty.

What, can you guess your own thoughts and intentions?

This time it was Xiao Mo's turn to fall into the clouds again.

The one who can bend her heart like this is either a woman with a needle in her mind, or... a scholar of my generation.

Chen Pingan glanced at Qing Tong who was facing him, is she actually a woman right now?

As for the last scene, the Sheriff opened the door and entered, and took one of the oil lamps on the table.

Probably Qing Tong, who had a lot of resentment towards Jianxiu, was still beating around the bush and saying that the boss Sword Immortal was with him.

Does it mean that the boss Sword Immortal is not guaranteed at the end of the festival, and he can only entrust an orphan to a stranger who has only been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi for a few days?

In the end, that old man who was lying on the sickbed without saying a word was just like that Chen Qingdu who couldn't move his sword on the battlefield.

In the end, only half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi will be left?

Chen Ping wrapped his arms around his sleeves and said with a smile: "You're not scolding me, you're just scolding a dead old swordsman here. I'm not angry, how could I be angry? It's impossible, there's no need."

"Just like in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, any living sword cultivator of the lower five realms can freely tease Zong Yuan for being inferior to himself."

"By the way, senior Qingtong, you didn't scold me, did you?"

Qingtong remained silent, neither admitting nor refuting.

Xiao Mo felt that this guy should have listened to his young master's persuasion before, and let the young master return to Xiandu Mountain without causing trouble.

Qingtong was relieved a little, because Chen Pingan had already pushed away the two fallen leaves and replaced it with the next scroll.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is it a kind reminder? Is it still Zou Zi's arrangement, or your own intention?"

Qingtong gave a vague statement, and said softly: "The general trend is, whose meaning is not important."

Chen Ping sneered and said, "Don't you still understand, this is Zou Zi's reminder to you."

On the screen, it is the overlord who is the lord of the war, a half-way fight about whether "benevolence and righteousness" or not.

Qingtong realized later, his heart was shocked.

Qingtong originally thought that this fallen leaf meant that once the patriarchs of the three religions dispersed, it would be a brand-new situation that had not been seen in thousands of years, and all the heroes would fight together to overcome it.

There will definitely be great monks in the Ascension Realm and the Fourteenth Realm, who will block the way by stopping the stream, or even crossing the river and tearing down the bridge.

Just thinking of Chen Pingan's flying sword message before, Qingtong couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

Chen Ping sneered and said, "Could it be that when you deal with Zou Zi, you just lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and resign yourself to fate?"

In the next picture scroll, there is a pair of lingering wits and beautiful women, probably the same people in the world who live a long life, and the same lovers who eventually get married, but they walk in different ways of thinking about each other.

In fact, when Chen Pingan was the governor of Nazhishui, he either ran around for alms, or made private visits in disguise, which was regarded as "observing the sufferings of the people". He once saw a poor old scholar passing by the street at dusk when he was returning home. Seeing a case of cooked food, the old man walked a long way, repeating over and over whether it would work or not. I am a scholar, how can I go shopping in person.When I got to the door of the house, I was really hungry. I looked at the sky, and when it was dark, I couldn't recognize people... Just thinking about it again, the moon is bright, and I can recognize people again. Why don't we wait for the twilight and the moon to disappear again? At first, it was still dark... In the end, the old scholar went to the house to pick up a basket, and walked out quickly. He didn't dare to argue about the price at the cooked food case. It's really darker than this day...

I also saw a man who accidentally lost his wages, sitting on the side of the street, some distance away from his home, and slapped himself hard.

Not far from the side, there was another group of young and old gamblers gambling there, earning money that could not be kept as water passed through the house, shouting loudly, accompanied by the sound of slaps.

After that, the old monk was in the main hall, chopping down the Buddha statues to make firewood for heating.

The wild fox Zen that pretends to be enlightened, the literacy barriers of scholars studying Buddhist scriptures, and those mad Zen who beat kudzu vines, and those who always scold the Buddha and the ancestors...

However, Chen Pingan knew that, together with the fact that he met Lu Zu earlier, and the civil servant prayed for rain, and the county guard controlled the water, it was Zou Zi who was exploring his own Taoist inclination, or to be precise, it was The importance of the three teaching purposes in my heart.

What Zou Zi paid the most attention to was the encounter with the old woman on the road after the rain. The old woman was dressed in rags, but she was riding a fine horse with a gorgeous saddle and bridle.

If it is only understood as ghosts and relatives in the yang world, they go to the grave to pay homage during the Zhongyuan Festival, then how should those who are displaced in the yang world deal with themselves?The world is sad in autumn, the grass and trees are desolate, the sacrifices are displayed, and the wine is poured out to pay homage. In this fierce year, the homeless, the sacrifices are not available, and the soul has nowhere to go... Thinking about it this way, of course it’s okay, but Zou Zi’s intentions are definitely not limited to this level. Instead, I used the old woman to explain the current situation of those ancient gods and gods. The real intention is the sentence "Where is the son going?" and also."

Because of the next scroll, Chen Ping'an and Xiao Mo became the gods of the place.

Climb to the heights calmly and restore the god position? !

But in Chen Pingan's heart, Zou Zi's intentions are the most dangerous, or the last picture scroll, the scene that is both strange and familiar.

It may be because all the joys and sorrows in the world are connected, only come from empathy.

Chen Ping looked around, but didn't notice anything strange.

I believe that even if I sacrifice a caged sparrow to completely cover this sycamore world, I still get nothing.

It seems that knowing more will only bring more unknowns.

In fact, many times I would envy Qingtong, a monk, so I went to the ground, thinking about everything, what is love, whether it will be windy and rainy tomorrow, or the sun will shine, whether love will come or not.

Chen Pingan took out the Yangjian gourd from his sleeve, took a sip of his drink, raised his gaze, and looked at Qingtong opposite him, "Tell me, the real reason."

Qingtong had a strange expression on his face, and said in his heart: "You already know the similarities between me and Lu Tai?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Qing Tong seemed to be smiling more sincerely, and stopped speaking from his heart, and said in a cold voice: "One I believe in Zou Zi's guess, and the other I believe in my own vision. It's just that I often fight, I just want to see more, In fact, the more you look at it, the more confused you become, but it’s not a big deal, it’s better not to look at it.”

Qingtong raised his hands, patted his knees lightly, and looked much more relaxed, "Maybe it's all blind, but it doesn't matter, that's all."

The implication is that one Qingtong believes that the future Chen Pingan that Zou Zi guessed will definitely come, but the other Qingtong chooses to believe that the former Chen Pingan will always be the boy he once was.

Chen Pingan nodded, expressing his understanding.

Putting away the raising sword gourd, Chen Pingan stood up and said with a smile: "Senior Yuanxiang, the reason why he would carve words on the plane tree is because that senior felt that there are actually two long journeys in life, one is for a cultivator. The death of the body and the disappearance of the Dao, once was completely forgotten by the world, that's why senior Yuanxiang carved letters everywhere, because he hoped that in the next thousand or ten thousand years, future generations would know that there was once a sword cultivator named Yuanxiang who existed in the world. "

Qingtong got up and asked, "Is it the record in the summer palace?"

Chen Ping shook his head with a smile and said, "I guessed it."

When Chen Ping was about to leave, Qing Tong suddenly said, "Please sit down."

Chen Ping was stunned, "Why did you change your mind?"

Qingtong smiled and said: "There is no reason, it's just a gamble. Either lose money to grandma's house, or make a lot of money."

Chen Pingan asked, "No regrets?"

Qing Tong smiled and said, "It's never too late to regret it later."

Chen Pingan sat down again, and said, "Xiaomo, help protect our way."

Xiao Mo nodded with a smile, and glanced sideways at Qing Tong.

Qing Tong seemed calm, but in fact he was a bit narrow-minded, as if he was saying, fellow Daoist Xiaomo, be more polite to me in the future.

On this day of the New Year's Eve.

Hao Ran world sycamore leaves fall one after another.

At the same time, someone made a dream, a journey to the sky.

I invite you to sleep in your dreams.

Borrow a stick of incense from you.

Hongzhu Town has always had a pattern of vertical streets and horizontal alleys. Between Guanshui Street and Guanshan Street, there is an unnamed alley, and there is a small bookstore without a plaque. The business is deserted all year round, but the price of books is strange. High, without lowering the price, one year without opening and opening for three years.

The young shopkeeper was none other than Okinawa River God Li Jin, who was currently dozing off on a wicker chair with a hand stove in his hand.

Some New Year's Eve dinners were early, and there were already bursts of firecrackers.

Officials, in the eyes of outsiders, are nothing more than good officials and bad officials. For people in the officialdom, it is also simple, whether they want to climb up or not.

The secular public and the landscape officialdom are actually the same, so Li Jin, the god of the Okinawa River, obviously does not want to climb up.

Let’s just talk about the three golden rains in the past few years. The Wei Shanjun in Piyun Mountain in Beiyue benefited the most. The key is that he is within the jurisdiction. , even the mountain of the crown prince in the Beiyue boundary, didn't get even rain and dew.

Li Jin narrowed his eyes, his heartstrings were tense, but he quickly got up with a smile, "Master Chen Shan, what a supernatural power."

After hearing the "uninvited guest"'s request, Li Jin asked suspiciously, "Like the Wanmin Umbrella?"

Chen Pingan couldn't help laughing when he heard this metaphor, and thought for a while, "It's barely enough to say that."

Li Jin thought for a moment, and said, "I don't need your gift of merit, but I have something to ask, and it's an exchange."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Business is still the same, but if Li Shuishen asks for it, as long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

Li Jin tentatively said: "The next time the Mountain Lord returns to Luopo Mountain, can Lao Mountain Lord 'color' a white drawing scroll?"

Chen Ping asked with a smile: "But when Zhu Lian and Pei Xiang returned from Qingfeng City and passed by your land, one of the two scrolls that they presented to Brother Li?"

Li Jin nodded and said, "Exactly."

Chen Ping'an knew it well, knowing that the last time Zhu Lian passed by the shop, he gave Li Jin two scrolls, both of which were line sketches. , only the head and tail are exposed, and the body of the carp is hidden in the sea of ​​clouds.On this picture scroll, Zhu Lian used Zhu Wen's seal to engrave the horoscope. My heart is deep and deep, and the realm of Ming Dynasty is great.As for the other picture scroll, it is the scribe in front, who seems to have jumped over the dragon gate, overlooking the torrent above the dragon gate, because the scribe in the picture scroll is supporting the large pillar of the dragon gate with one hand.Zhu Lian printed the eight characters in white characters: fish and dragons in disguise, superb.

Just because there are two line drawing scrolls, Li Jin's "request", the so-called coloring, is like a kind of gold painting in temples and Taoist temples.

Of course, the enshrining of the gods of mountains and rivers can only be the emperor's will of the local court, or the sages of the Confucian Temple can "speak the constitution of heaven".

But in addition to the second-class gold painting, some monks with perfect merits and virtues, or some great monks with sufficient realm, do have certain effects.

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "There is no need for a next time, this can be done today."

Li Jin said helplessly: "In this...dream, my two scrolls are all imaginary."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Li Shuishen just concentrate on contemplating, and you will know it once you try it."

Li Jin concentrated on imagining the picture scroll, of course it was the picture of the carp Gao Shi ascending to immortality, as for the carp jumping over the dragon's gate, he didn't dare to think about it for the time being.

Chen Pingan twisted his wrist, and in his hand was the small snow cone that was given to the gentleman Zhong Kui back then. He took the scroll, spread it out in the air, carefully painted gold for the carp, and finally put the eye on it.

Li Jin was greatly surprised, thinking like this?Can it be turned into reality?

Am I dreaming?

Yes, I'm just dreaming...

So after waking up from the dream, it won't be all for nothing, right?Unexpectedly, Chen Pingan would definitely not joke with himself about this kind of thing.

Chen Pingan said suddenly: "Since everyone has come, then good things come in pairs."

Li Jin hesitated.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "It's a little effort."

For the scribe on the second picture scroll, the robe on his body is depicted in gold.

After that, Chen Pingan took out the name badges of the two parties, Chen Ping'an and Chen Shishi in Lost Mountain.

Upper Yang Wen and lower Yin Wen are used together with vermilion and white, which has a continuous meaning.

Because of the emphasis on the number of seals and Gu Xi's odd number, and because of the intention of "use one instead of two, use three instead of four, and take an odd number to support Yang".

So in the end, Chen Pingan took out another seal, which was the watermark that had been with him for many years.

Li Jin put away the two scrolls, saluted with Chen Ping'an, thanked him sincerely, stood up and said in a deep voice, "The incense burner later must be sincere. Little power."

Wearing a green shirt, it disappeared.

Li Jin opened his eyes, and quickly took out two scrolls from the square inch object.

Sure enough, it has been painted in gold.

Water transportation is abundant, beyond imagination.

Li Jin immediately returned to the Okinawa Jiangshui Mansion, and solemnly took a bath and changed clothes. Finally, he took a deep breath, faced the south, twisted incense with his hands, gathered a part of the surrounding water, and finally lit a stick of water incense.

at the same time.

Near the Okinawa River, a river god with green snakes wrapped around his arms is also the same.

And a certain Water Goddess is even more so, she is extremely sincere, not losing at all to the previous two colleagues.

In the blessed land of lotus roots in the Luopo mountain, flooded with water floods, leading the river and water gods in the blessed land to light a stick of fragrance each.

Beiju Luzhou Jidu.

In a magnificent new mansion, a young man in black with golden eyes sat cross-legged on the chair in the main hall, smiling as he looked at Shuizheng, who was visiting as a guest, "Situ Jidang, tell me about it." , Does this count as being poor in a busy city and no one asks, but rich in a remote mountain with distant relatives?"

That former colleague, now a subordinate, had an embarrassing smile on his face that couldn't be concealed.

Li Yuan just laughed, but he wasn't afraid that the other party might feel bad about him. The two knew each other well. After being neighbors for countless years, the other party was a good-for-nothing. As long as the money was in place, everything was easy to talk about.

Both were born in Shuizheng, and they have been brothers and sisters for many years.

In the past, there were three temples in Jidu, but there were only two temples left before, and the upper temple was located in the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty.The Central Ancestral Hall that Li Yuan is in charge of is in the Water Dragon Sect, but it has only been refined into a Patriarch Hall.

In the Dragon Palace Cave, Fushui Island, which used to be Li Yuan's dojo in the past, also helped to build a bridge, and helped Chen Pingan buy it at a very low price.

In comparison, before he was promoted to Marquis of Longting in Dadu, the guy named Situ Jidang in front of him was even richer.

In the past so many years, I have never seen this guy come to Longgong Dongtian to greet me politely. He is very arrogant. He has a backer, so he looks down on himself as a fool waiting to die.

Today is different from the past, Situ Jidang would come to make friends with him every now and then.

Situ Jidang, as the water leader of Jidu Shang Temple, used to have the appearance of an old man, but now he is not rejuvenated, but his face is radiant, and the dead tree is in spring, just like the ordinary people, who return from the old age to the sixtieth year.Because the Confucian Temple in the past has been deliberately ignoring the matter of Dadu’s enshrining, as the existence of incense in the Dadu temple, for thousands of years, it has always been in a pitiful situation of fending for itself. Like a poor official with no salary at all, even more pitiful than the Qingshui yamen of the dynasty under the mountain.The emperors and monarchs of various countries along the way of Dadu, those big and small courts, could not help if they wanted to, and there was no dragon king in the four seas before, and of course far water could not save the near fire, so all Dadu in the world Every time there is a crack in the golden body, it is almost irreversible and there is no way out. Whenever a golden body collapses, there will be one less Shuizheng in the world.As a result, when it was in its heyday in the past, there were more than 200 water rectifiers, and there were not one out of ten.

But since Aquarius Continent created a Dadu with human power, it was tantamount to "opening a precedent", and the Confucian Temple finally took action.Some Dadu Shuizhengs, even if they were not directly promoted to Duke Dadu like Li Yuan, but even Situ Agitation, who maintained the status of Shuizheng, was just because of the Confucian Temple’s seal of authority, which was equal to the awe-inspiring orthodoxy. After acknowledging the lineage of Shuizheng, all of a sudden, these old officials who are blasphemy, are not dead trees and springs.

Li Yuan did not continue to tease Situ Jidang with words, but started talking about business.

After chatting about the business, Li Yuan personally sent the guests to the gate. Firstly, it was a matter of etiquette, and secondly, every time at the gate of his own house, he looked up at the golden plaque with "Longting Hou's Mansion", and he felt very happy in his heart.

Their names and surnames are not taboo, even if they are next to the character of fire, they will not hinder the avenue.

But the name must be next to the word "water", which has been a rule since ancient times.

For example, Li Yuan's "Yuan" and Situ's "Agitation".

But the words thirsty and sand are definitely not good. As for the character Man, the character is slightly larger, and the character Wan is too small, which is too unlucky for floods. Therefore, if you need to change the name, the characters rising, turbulent, and warm are all good choices.

Li Yuan always thought that Situ Jidang was better than himself in the past, and it must be because of the superior name, but now it seems that hehe, so-so.

Walking back to the mansion swaggeringly, he really didn't want to go to the public house of the government office to seek guilt, so he used water magic tricks to go to the Dadu water, fleeing thousands of miles in an instant, and finally quietly went to the cave of the Dragon Palace. Li Yuan finally Sitting on the sea of ​​clouds, overlooking the island in the lake, there are green snails in the jasper plate.

After looking at it for a long time, but couldn't see a single flower, Li Yuan yawned, and fell back, just lying on the sea of ​​clouds, doing nothing anyway, no, sir, I'm just taking a break from my busy schedule, so I'll sleep late.

The boy in black slowly opened a pair of golden eyes, and said with a sneer, "You little thief, how dare you..."

In the middle of speaking, Li Yuan jumped up, "Chen Pingan?!"

Wearing a green shirt and a long coat, he smiled warmly and said, "Please help me if I have something to do."

Li Yuan raised his hands, slapped his cheeks hard, and said crisply and sweetly, "Say!"

Hitting a swollen face to pretend to be a fat man should also help with this.

Do I need to ask anything, I can't.First nod and agree, then you will be considered a brother.

Li Yuan waved his hand at the end, "What kind of merit do you want? Seeing outsiders, seeing outsiders..."

Chen Ping shook his head and insisted: "The rule is that there are no exceptions, and I will just ask you to drink later."

Li Yuan hesitated for a moment, nodded, and asked seriously: "Will you see Shen Lin next?"

Chen Ping nodded with a smile, "I have seen Lord Lingyuan, and I have to continue on my way."

Li Yuan asked in a low voice, "Going to many places?"

Chen Ping still nodded, "A lot."

After that, Chen Pingan continued to "travel in the dream".

In "a certain" town demon building, a tall old master stood leaning on a railing, looking at the sycamore tree not far away.

Beside him is a middle-aged Taoist priest, holding a purple bamboo stick, a large gourd and wine ladle hanging from his waist, wearing a yellow shirt and hemp shoes, holding a sword on his back and holding a whisk.

In fact, the old master and this "middle-aged" Taoist priest, if at this moment, both of them are people from the past, they are looking at the future of the present.

The Taoist asked with a smile: "Going out on a trip, how did you encounter it?"

The old master laughed at himself: "It's not good, it's not good, the village boy deceived me to be old and powerless."

The old master looked at it for a while, and said, "Fellow Taoist Chunyang, can you help me with the divination?"

The Taoist smiled and nodded, "The most holy master has spoken, how dare Lu Yan refuse to obey."

The old master jokingly said: "What Lu Yan, it's Lu Zu who has been fascinated for a long time."

Lu Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he pinched his fingers and said solemnly: "Feng Xing is on the ground, watch."

The old master hummed, it was the fifth line of the Guan hexagram, nodded, waved his sleeves casually, and said, "Forget it."

The line Lu Yan calculated before said that the sky and the earth are in motion, the yin grows and the yang disappears, and the avenue declines and everything is difficult to move.Or to be precise, everything is changing, and we should wait and see the current situation.

A gentleman should be still and not move, temporarily watching the wind from the wall.

After a while, Lu Yan continued: "Ninth Five-Year, watch my life, the gentleman is not to blame."

The old master smiled and said, "That's good. God helps those who help themselves."

Lu Yan hesitated to speak, forget it, you are the most holy teacher, in Haoran world, of course you have the final say.

With his hands behind his back, the old master smiled and said, "Don't think that I did something, how could it be possible."

The most holy teacher suddenly clicked his tongue in amazement, and said, "Yo, I suddenly feel that the moon is tonight, and Yuan is not sticking to the sky and walking alone."

Lu Yan smiled and nodded.

The old master sighed with emotion for no reason.

The most holy teacher in the world, mentioned a few names,

Among them, Yu Ke is the name of Li Sheng.And Kou's name is the real name of the head teacher of Bai Yujing.

The next sentence.

"I really don't know how many people in the world call themselves ancestors, and how many people call themselves invincible."

The previous sentence.

"If there were no Chen Qingdu, Yu Ke, Kou Ming, and Chen Ping'an."