Chapter 536： All continents are swords

One year old, one young and two young people, according to local rules, can only walk on foot, the old man is no exception, walking with the disciples on the banks of the river, the young Taoist Zhang Shanfeng, opened his eyes.

The sinister Chen is not the only portal to the word "melanism". It is worthy of being the master of the world's archway. Probably this is the world's first-class book.

In fact, it is not impossible to hire a carriage, go to the Chen's ancestral hall, but it is really shy, even if Zhang Shanfeng promised, the money in the pocket does not agree.

Fortunately, Zhang Shanfeng is used to the rivers and lakes, it is a bit embarrassing, so that the Master's elderly people are following hardships. Although Master's cultivation is not high, it has already been in the bottom. In fact, these hundreds of miles may not be difficult, but the disciples Do you have filial piety? However, every time Zhang Shanfeng turned back, Master was walking on one side, while the chicken and glutinous rice were smashing, and Zhang Shanfeng was somewhat admired. Master did not fall asleep when he walked.

Passing through a riverside blue stone cliff, Zhang Shanfeng saw a young Confucian trousers, facing them both men and women, sitting there in a daze.

The fire dragon opened his eyes and smiled: "It is also a love to sleep, and the yield will certainly not be small."

Zhang Shanfeng succumbed: "Master, I went up the mountain for a while, I was young, I loved to sleep. Why didn't Master say this? Why did the brothers take the chicken feathers and make the arrows, and asked me to get up and practice? The brothers always said that the qualifications are the same as him. Well, if you don’t practice diligently, it’s a pity, so even if Master doesn’t care, his brother can’t see that I have ruined the Taoist practice on the mountain. Well, at the end, I realized that the brothers in the world actually I can talk to my brother, and I’ve always been so angry. I always thought that he was a Jindan Dixian. So when the old man died, he gave me the cry of crying, and I couldn’t bear to be like my brother. It’s also a bit disappointing. I always feel that I am stupid and lazy. I can’t fix it in this life.”

The fire dragon laughed and said: "What is the master's decree, how can it become chicken feathers? Besides, the realm of Dongfu is not high?"

Beyond the peak of the earth, the fire dragon is under the four main veins of Taixia, Taoshan, Baiyun and Zhixuan. Even if the fire dragon has never deliberately made any mountain rules, then any child under the door is free to wander around the peak. Taboo, but the Taifeng Yuanjun Li Yu, including the peak monk, is not allowed to go to the peak of the pulse to disturb the real person to sleep, and the monk monk is not famous to go out, repair is also true Not high, so the monks of the other generations, regardless of the level of seniority, almost everyone like Taixia Yuanjun Guandi disciple Gu Mo, the only impression of Shidi’s Shi Bo’s uncle, or Shi Bozu, the teacher’s uncle, Only the seniority is high and the Tao is low.

During this period, among the Taoist peaks, probably several mountain peaks were most blinded. Perhaps in the eyes of Yuan Jun, Li Jun, these big monks, this younger brother belongs to the lamp under the black and can’t be saved, but look Master and this younger brother are doing very well, and they dare not have any paintings.

Still not what, when Zhang Shanfeng threatened to go down the mountain to demon slayer, Master Fire Dragon lived and practised a disciple, saying that since the downhill experience, simply go a little farther, because there is no demon in the vicinity of the peak. As a result, Zhang Shanfeng’s departure was not only directly away from the Qidi Peak, but also traveled to Baoliangzhou. In addition to Taixia Yuanjun’s retreat, the opening peaks of Taoshan, Baiyun and Zhixuan were actually There are some panic, for fear that the younger brother will be too far away from his home, there will be accidents, especially the Xuanfeng who can be regarded as a fairyland in the immortal world. He hopes that Master will allow him to leave Beijialuzhou. Going to Baobozhou, secretly guarding Zhang Shanfeng, but the fire dragon did not agree, saying that Taoist monks can repair their own, and some people can't help.

The founders of the Three Pulses have felt that there is still something wrong with it. It is only that Master has always spoken and is the purpose of the law. He does not dare to violate the rules. However, the founder of Baiyun’s veins, together with the other two younger brothers, have a private plan and feel that Master is not on the younger brother. When they were brothers, they had to shoulder the responsibility of the guardian. Then the old **** of the road and the two younger brothers found an excuse to pick up the fault, went down the mountain, changed the route, and quietly escorted Zhang Shanfeng. Therefore, Zhang Shanfeng’s sinister experience of demon slayers in the mountains and the loss of mood after the bumps, Baiyun’s ancestors know, it means that the other two veins are also clear, especially when the referee learned that Zhang Shanfeng was stunned. Boarding the ship that was fighting the mountain, when the Taoshan ancestors pointed out that they were stunned, the former couldn’t stand it anymore, and they planned that even if Master did not allow him to follow, he would also let the younger brother of Xuanfeng’s sword go down the mountain. The younger brother of the guardian did not think that the fire dragon suddenly appeared, stopped them, and pointed out that Xuanfeng’s founder still wanted to defend what, and the result was that the master slaped his head and held his head, pushing back the retreat of Xuanfeng. Over there, when the flames turned to real heir smiling look Momoyama a vein, which immediately says no need to master Excuse me, myself will return to the mountain retreat.

after that.

The Baiyun Yimai ancestor was informed by the Feijian of the ancestral hall of the ancestral temple, and immediately rushed back to the peak of the scorpion, and smashed it without any suspense.

However, when he left the peak of the earth, his face was full of joy, and the two young masters of Taoshan and Zhixuan knew that it was the same time that Master had married the brothers and rewarded the brothers with a date.

Well, everything is in the middle of Master. It depends on who is more powerful, who is more attentive to the younger brother, dare to risk being accountable by the Master, and resolutely escorted down the mountain. Both of them are high-ranking people, and all of a sudden, all of them, so that Xuanfeng's ancestors chased the brothers of Baiyun, and said that they should learn from one. It is a pity that the brothers escaped quickly and did not give the younger brother a chance to suffocate.

When I arrived at the Qingshi Cliff on the riverside, I was already close to Chen's, and there were dozens of miles of roads. For those who practiced the Tao, even if they were not defensive, at least in the mentality, there are still only a few steps left.

Zhang Shanfeng reminded: "Master, although we are invited to come here, we still have to have the number of ceremonies to visit, so we don't have to learn the 蜃 蜃 那 那 那 跺跺 跺跺 跺跺 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那 那The other party showed up to see us."

Fire Dragon nodded and smiled: "Okay."

Zhang Shanfeng wondered: "The books that the book bought, wouldn't really make the reader feel that we are rude?"

The fire dragon shook his head: "Giving books to scholars is the biggest number of gifts under the sun."

Zhang Shanfeng has a slight peace of mind.

In fact, young Taoist priests don’t know who their men and women are.

Zhang Shanfeng thinks of one thing, "Master, the people we practice, hold the mountains, wash the mind with the spirit of the mountains and rivers, not the princes, not the emperor. But the Confucian students, how to practice in the end? Really can only rely on reading Can you cultivate the realm with such a book? So, isn’t everyone in the world able to practice? If someone secretly takes the books of the world to the rest of the world, especially the wild world, it’s not a great disaster. The Yaozu has a large number of monks in vain, and the more demon people can attack the Great Wall, how can this be good?"

Fire Dragon really laughed: "These questions are really good, but I shouldn't answer it by an old man, otherwise it would be a bad number. Right?"

Zhang Shanfeng suddenly felt a breeze, turned his head and looked around. Not far away, a young man in a green shirt, nodded and smiled. "Before answering the question, I want to know what book I brought to me?"

The fire dragon is a real disciple on the shoulders of the disciple. "Mountain peaks, no one sees you, someone asks for a present."

Zhang Shanfeng quickly slammed a head, called Mr. Chen Lao, and then took off the parcel and took out three books.

The old man took over his hand and looked at it. Some helplessness, after thanking the young Taoist, he still earned his sleeve.

He was the first disciple of the disciples of the world.

As a result, the surname of Tianhu, the surname of Longhushan, sent him three books that should be banned from destruction.

After accepting the book, Chen Yuan said: "Confucian students, in fact, are roughly the same as the Taoist practice, but they are replaced by the arrogance of raising their hearts. You are in the mountains, away from the human world, and open up a clean and clean environment. Then we are reading people, nothing more than 'closed-door reading is the deep mountain'. As for the land of monastic cultivation, the method of monastic cultivation is the book of the study and the sages, and the truth in the text of the book. But in this, of course, the threshold is still In some cases, it is not that everyone can really practice when they turn books. For example, the method of getting in the way of getting started is still necessary. It requires a gentleman to teach the Confucian scholars. As for the congenital roots of practice, it is a threshold. Therefore, many literary talents fly. The great writers, many old Confucian scholars who are full of poetry, still can't rely on reading to prolong life."

Zhang Shanfeng feels that this statement is quite mysterious, but it is still a ritual: "Thank you for your doubts."

Chen Xiaoan smiled and said: "There is no need to have more rituals. Reading books, monks and monks, this is even the same person. The number of rituals is simple, not in the table."

In fact, there is Zhang Shanfeng’s last question. Chen Hao’an did not know the answer, but deliberately did not break it.

Contrary to what the young Taoist thought, Confucianism never stopped reading and practicing in the world.

This is the rule made by the ritual.

Zhang Shanfeng turned his head and looked at his master.

Fire Dragon really laughed and said: "Why, the roadside meets an imaginary high-ranking person, and you have to abandon your own master without a fairy style?"

Zhang Shanfeng blinked.

This is what your master said, I don't think so.

The real person of the fire dragon pointed to the blue stone cliff not far away. "Is that the boy who dreams of practicing the sword?"

Chen Yuan nodded: "Unfortunately, I will return it to Baoliangzhou in the future. Some of them are sad. They often chat with him here in the past few years. It is estimated that there will be no chance in the future."

Fire Dragon real person said to Zhang Shanfeng: "The man is Chen Pingan's best friend, don't you say hello?"

Zhang Shanfeng stunned and left with Master and the old gentleman.

The fire dragon real person and Chen Yu'an did not go to the Chen's ancestral hall in the Yinyin, but slowly along the river, the old real person said: "Nanpo Weizhou has you in the rest, the southeast Tongyezhou, the southwestern Fuzhou, how do you do?"

Chen Yuan did not speak for a long time.

In fact, this question is a bit strange.

If it is a demon in the wild, it can really break the Great Wall of the Jianqi, the army is like a tide, drowning the biggest mountain print under the sun, hanging over the mountain.

So, can Chen Lanan hold the Nanpo Weizhou, which is the closest to the hanging mountain, and it is hard to say, then what is the relationship between Tongyezhou and Fuyangzhou and his Chen Yanan?

Chen Xiaoan smiled and said: "The old show actually persuaded me, the meaning of the words is equivalent to giving me two choices, either don't die, or simply die early, don't die late or die at some point."

The fire dragon really sighed: "Wen Sheng predecessors, treat people's humanity, there is no one."

If the fire dragon is a real person, it is only a lot older than the old man, but when it comes to the old show, he still has to sincerely praise the predecessor.

Chen Yuan nodded.

No rebuttal.

Even if he is the mainstay of Ya Sheng, his own knowledge of Chen Yu'an and the academic purpose advocated by the old show are fundamentally contrary.

Confucianism in the world.

The sage's struggle, the direction of arguing, in the final analysis, still depends on who's avenue is more sheltering the people, benefiting the world.

The battle for gentlemen, the size of the dispute is right and wrong, and it is necessary to contend with one.

The sage's struggle will compete for the good and the bad of learning, and it will be a fight on paper.

The cumbersome rules of Confucianism are the greatest guardians in this vast world.

The painting of a Confucian saint is a prisoner, and it is the most skillful work under the sun.

The old dragon city at the southern end of Baojuan was severely punished by Yasheng, and was regarded by one hundred monks as one of the seventy-two accompanying saints who lost the cold pig's head. They also learned about the various issues in the continent. The Confucian students of different academies in the academy can benefit greatly, so that they can be a gentleman. Therefore, even if this person is a disciple who is not a disciple against the old man of Wensheng, he is still willing to admit that this person is still learning. Good, see the potential merits of this person's learning for the world.

The deceased is a husband, staying up late.

The two old people who have reunited for a long time talk about the biggest thing in the world.

The two young people, on the other side of Qingshi Cliff, saw the trivial things.

The young Confucian who sat there while pretending to be there was Chen’s pair of Liu Yuyang who brought Po Po Chau from Bao Guan Chau.

After learning that the young Taoist named Zhang Shanfeng had traveled with Chen Pingan to make friends, Liu Yuyang was very happy and asked Zhang Shanfeng about the sights of the road.

Some insiders about Baoliangzhou, Datun Tieqi and Zhuzhudongtian, Liu Yuyang knows, but not much, can only learn from the landscape report, and find traces of clues. Liu Yuyang is studying abroad, and he has no need to rely on it. He must save money. Because in Chenyin Chen, all the books, no matter how rare and expensive, can be left to the students for free, but the landscape has to pay for it. In Liu Yuyang, I met several Chen children and the Confucian scholars here. Now they are friends, and they can know some things about the world.

Compared to the tall, cheerful young teenager in the town.

Today, Liu Yuyang has become more and more stable and convergent. He is diligent in reading, rigorous in studying, and quietly practicing. It is a moment of relaxation, and more and more fits with the family style and landscape of the alcoholic Chen.

On the other hand, the boy who was always silent in the muddy alleys of the outsiders, the best friend of Liu Yuyang, was pursuing his own state of mind and freedom.

Zhang Shanfeng bamboo tube dumped beans, saying that Chen is safe.

For this young Taoist priest, I am afraid that even if I know that I have missed the name of the Dragon Tiger Mountain, I may have some regrets, but I may not be sad. I still think that Master is stupid. On the same day, Zhang Shanfeng still dared to touch the name of the teacher’s name outside the day. He didn't want to think too much about it. It is to know that the inexplicable loss of the arm, Zhang Shanfeng will not be too chaotic.

This may also be the most valuable thing that Zhang Shanfeng does not know.

Even more than he always feels that his master's method is not high, and he does not know.

However, when Zhang Shanfeng talked about the two differences with Chen Pingan, it was really sad.

Zhang Shanfeng took off an ancient sword carried by him and handed it to Liu Yuyang, who was just a friend. He smiled brilliantly: "This is the sword that Chen Pingan bought in Qingfangfang, and the name of the sword is 'Zhenwu'. Before that, the arsenal of a arsenal that could be transformed into a nectar was also owed money. I owe Chen a little better. But now Master helped me to ask for two bottles of water dans in the old side. In the future, as long as there is an opportunity, you can give Chen Pingan, and it is time to repay the interest."

Liu Yuyang slowly pulled out the sword and had a slight crack and rust.

He flexed his finger at the sword, trembled softly, nodded and said, "It's heavy."

Zhang Shanfeng wondered: "Is this sword not heavy?"

Liu Yuyang’s gaze gazing at the subtle shackles of the sword’s subtle undulations, which can reveal the mystery contained in this, which has nothing to do with the level of Liu Yuyang’s realm. In fact, Liu Yuyang is in a dream of being absurd. The battlefield site has seen countless good swords, many of which can be pulled out, and many of them are despised. Even if they are broken swords, Liu Yuyang still can’t mention it by himself, but Liu Yuyang is used to remembering the ancient swords of those swords. Name, scabbard style, the pattern of sword airflow overflow, and carefully feel the sword meaning difference of each sword. The more mysterious and mysterious place lies in his "outside the town" who can ignore the long rivers in his dreams. In many cases, he will still be the sword of the "old man of the past". He will smash all the thoughts of Liu Yuyang on the spot and let him Have to quit the dream, sweating, and even worse, Liu Yuyang will vomit blood on the spot, and within a few days, it will be dizzy.

So for the sword.

Liu Yuyang has long been an expert in this way.

Do not talk about cultivation as a realm, only to say that the height of the eye, the wide range of eyes, may be compared to many swords in the North of the Luzhou, there are still.

Liu Yuyang gently put the sword back to the sheath.

This sword.

He has never seen it in his dreams.

However, that feeling seems to be clearly felt on the site of one of the largest ancient battlefields. In the middle of it, Liu Yuyang will falter and only feel that the heavens and the earth have become heavier.

As for whether this sword is the one, it is hard to say, perhaps it is a subtle imitation, it brings a little "sword".

Zhang Shanfeng regained the sword of Zhenwu and turned his head again, only to find that the tall young man seemed to be very sad.

Zhang Shanfeng has some doubts. Why do you hear that his best friend in his hometown is so promising? Is it a good person who does not change his initial heart? Liu Yuyang’s sadness will be more than happy?

Liu Yuyang clenched his fists on his knees and looked at the distance. He whispered: "You and Chen Pingan know each other later than me, so you may not know that the guy, the greatest hope in this life is peace and security, just like this, The courage is the smallest, most afraid of illness and disaster. But at the earliest time, he is the one who is the least afraid of ghosts between heaven and earth. You say it is not strange? At that time, it seems that he feels that he has been working hard anyway. If you still have to die, you have a clear conscience, and you are dead anyway. Maybe you will meet someone else again."

Liu Yuyang whispered: "So you know Chen Ping, become so cautious, must have found a reason why he can never die, you will feel this change, what is wrong? I feel good, but I know that this will be very tired for him. When we met, except for me, no one knows how much he did for the sake of a family in Mud Lane, how much did he do, how much The mind, how many grievances have been suffered."

Liu Yuyang smiled. "I have only seen him crying twice in my life. The last time, when I was dying. The first time, very early, when I was with him as an apprentice in the Dragon Kiln, listen. When I arrived at the side of Xinghua Alley, I heard some rumors, and the woman in the mud bottle alley had an unclear relationship with him. I got up in the middle of the night, didn’t see him, went out, and saw that he had a note. Sitting on the bench outside, the face was full of tears."

"I was kneeling beside him. I knew that after the incident, I was so careful. I had never had a heart for the pickle between the market and the village. I started to be happy when I saw it. I smiled and asked him. In the end, there was no such thing as a good thing. He was crying so much that he had no luck, and he ignored me. So I knew that at that time, he was really hurt. This did not continue to make his joke. I If he doesn't comfort people, he will have to accompany him. Finally, he figured it out. Tell me that Gu's kindness in his family is still to be spent for a lifetime, and he will do things for them in the future. He Be sure to pay more attention to it. You can't just chew your tongue and talk gossip. You can't just take care of yourself. Everything is done regardless of it. In the end, the most uncomfortable one is Gu Yu and his mother."

Liu Yuyang fell to the ground and his head was on his hands. He said, "In fact, I wanted to tell him at the time. Is it possible that Gu Yu’s mother would not mind the gossip? It’s your Chen Ping’s own hiding. I am thinking about it here, so I thought more? But in the end, I didn’t say anything like this, because I was not willing. I was not willing to be the peace of the moment, there was any change. I was afraid to say that Chen Pingkai opened up. It’s not so good for me, Liu Yuyang, these are my selfishness at the time, because I knew at the time that today’s Gu Yu is not so good, and tomorrow I will naturally have less of my Liu Yang. But when I go one Zhou has come here, after so many years, so I regret it now. I shouldn’t let Chen Pingan always be the one who is Chen Ping. He should think more about himself. Why is he living for others all his life? Why? Peace is Chen Pingan?"

In the middle of the dusk, the riverside cliffs, the breeze.

Tonight should be the moon in the sky.

Zhang Shanfeng was silent for a long time, whispered: "When will I go home to see?"

Liu Yuyang lay there and closed his eyes. "Get ahead, the shortest ten years."

Zhang Shanfeng said with emotion: "It is necessary to go back earlier. The book says that wealth does not return home, such as Jinyi night trip. The people who cultivated the Tao are actually very difficult. The mountains don't know the heat and cold, it seems like a few blinks, then go back to their hometown, and What's left? Who can you show off? Even if the family is still there, there are children and grandchildren, can you say more?"

Liu Yuyang said: "I don't have any feelings for my hometown. I don't go back to someone who proves anything. So I went back to Baoliangzhou. The first place to go is not the town. The first person I want to see, too. Not Chen Ping."

Zhang Shanfeng turned his head and looked forward. "Is there a knot?"

Liu Yuyang still closed his eyes and smiled: "The dead knot is only dead."

Liu Yuyang opened his eyes and suddenly sat up. "When you arrive at Baoliangzhou, pick a Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night, I want Liu Xiangyang to ask Jianzhengyang Mountain in my dream!"

Zhang Shanfeng whispered: "Don't wait for Chen Pingan together?"

Liu Yuyang wrapped his arms around his chest and laughed loudly: "Don't forget, I have always been Liu Yuyang to take care of Chen Pingan!"

However, Liu Yuyang did not forget.

In fact, from the first day of the two people’s understanding, Chen Pingan saved him Liu Yuyang in the mud bottle.

Zhang Shanfeng did not think Liu Yuyang was talking about anything.

Because Chen Ping had many chanting in the past, there was a guy named Liu Yuyang who took care of him a lot and taught him a lot.

The only two friends who are the best friends are not mentioned in their childhood.

Liu Yuyang suddenly turned to look northeast.

The heart has moved.

Liu Yuyang suddenly said: "I have to sleep for a while."

Zhang Shanfeng is somewhat helpless and looks like his master.

far away.

One of the old men sighed at the same time as a Confucian shirt and a robe.

Especially the fire dragon is even more sentimental.

Because the old friend who visited the peak of the peak before the sunset was overhanging the mountain, it was the first Beizhou Luzhou Jianxian who died in the south of the Jianqi Great Wall.

Now that Beiju Luzhou has heard the news, it will have this movement.

This is the ancient tradition of the Northern Zhou Luzhou heritage.

Lift the sword.

The sword is soaring.

The world knows.

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On the top of the hill in Fuzhou, Chen Pingan quietly stayed for three days, practicing both boxing and practice.

Regarding the revelation of the monks, Chen Pingan has never been so dedicated, and when he sits cross-legged, he can completely forget.

As soon as the time came, Liu Jinglong’s character, which could resist the three attacks of Yuan Ying, dissipated on his own.

These movements made Chen Pingan open his eyes.

Previously, Chen Ping had already taken off the black robe and put on a common green shirt. Chen Ping took up the bamboo box and took out the ordinary green bamboo stick and walked down the mountain.

Once again, like the guy who studied in the green shirt.

The clean and spiritual practice of the lower five monks, in addition to refining the heavens and the earth's aura to earn their own small heaven and earth's "holes and blessings", can also be tough and strong, different from ordinary people, surrounded by the Dongfu, can be strong and strong, Yan Ying as sapphire, Dao Li As seen, it is here. After entering the Golden Dan, further, the bones and veins together, with the "golden branches and jade leaves" of the weather, inside and outside the gas house, there will be clouds and clouds, long-lasting, especially after the body of the baby, such as in the key acupoints, open up Out of the small hole, the heavens and the auras that condense the golden sap, and the singularity of the scorpion, further develop a Yuan Ying Xiaoren who is in line with his own avenue. This is the body of the Shangwu Wushen monk. Basically, it is just like that of Jindan, and each ranks high and low.

This is the root and qualification of the practicing qi.

The root of the so-called monk is the small body of the human body, the artifact that carries the aura, how big is it.

As for the qualifications, after embarking on the road of practice, you can decide whether the martial arts can be among the immortals, and how good the ranks of Jindan and Yuanying are. The speed of practicing Qiu Shi will have a world wide difference.

The temperament, that is, the cultivation of the heart, the most illusory, but often at the critical moment will fall off the chain, will also be inexplicable. For example, when Liu Gongcheng of the early palace Liudao, how hard-hearted, can be a little magic that was born in love, he almost let the first five-field repair of Baobaozhou die early. The Lu Yi of the Huanfu Fudi is even more troubled by the situation. Within a Jiazi, Zhou Shang, who is a pseudonym of Jiang Shangzhen, has not been able to completely open the knot for his kindness.

Looking at Jiang Shangzhen, it seems that there is more love for the mud, but there is no such thing as a devil.

All are different in nature.

As for the chance, it is hard to ask for it. It seems that it can only rely on life.

At the beginning, He Xiaoliang of Shenzong Zong, Huang Ting of Tongpingzhou Taipingshan, and of course Li Wei, who is very familiar with Chen Ping, belonged to those who did not make sense.

Today, Chen Pinglian refining and succeeding two pieces of the life, the water and water printing and the five colors of the earth, creating a beautiful pattern of mountains and rivers.

The practice is much faster.

Aura's extraction and refining are becoming more and more rapid and stable.

Therefore, it can be said that as long as Chen Ping is willing to seek a beautiful and reiki place, even if he stays in the hills and does not move, he will continue to sit down and practice day and night. In fact, they are all growing up and realm.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand why the more cultivating genius, the less likely it is to mix in the mountains all the year round, unless it is a bottleneck, it will go down the mountain, and it will be quietly thinking, and will be cultivated outside the study of the fairy tales. The heart and the veins, so as not to go astray, hit the wall without knowing. Many insurmountable barriers are extremely mysterious. It is a great way to move a step. It is not necessary to have a hole in the sky. It may be necessary to travel between heaven and earth. It seems that you can circumnavigate thousands of miles before you can build up a thin hair. When you move, you will break the bottleneck in one fell swoop.

For the general monk, the third territory is a small and not a small barrier, and is called the "remaining people" on the mountain.

However, this kind of statement is always nonsense in the inheritance of the orderly syllabary.

This is why Yamazawa's cultivation is so envious of the spectrum.

They have to face the bloodshed of the head and may not be able to find out the three obstacles of the road ahead. For the children of Daxianjia, it is simply raising their hands and looking at the hand lines, and the roads are complete.

The three realms of Chen Pingan are the three realms of Yamazawa's wild cultivation.

Because of the practice of practice, it seems that no one has ever given any specific guidance.

It was early that the Changsheng Bridge was broken and broken. It is meaningless to talk about this.

Later, he was practicing his fists and practicing his fists.

In the past, at the Xianjia Inn, the name of the kingfisher in the green dragon country, Liu Jinglong actually said the key to the practice of the next five borders. However, after all, the two sides have different veins, and Qi Jinglong is hindered by the rules and taboos on the mountain. It is impossible to explore the conditions of Chen Ping’s various atmospheric government, and to guide Chen Pingyi one by one, so many Liu Jinglong’s preaching and confession, for Chen Ping, who has just stepped into the practice of the three spirits, is still a rough future, not the present. Careful things. Even so, Qi Jinglong’s claims are still well-deserved.

Because it is doomed to be correct.

This requires Qi Jinglong to stand on the top of the mountain to be able to speak clearly.

Of course, Chen Ping will keep in mind.

This does not drink the pot of wine left by Liu Jinglong, a small mouth slow drink, intends to leave at least half a pot.

At the beginning of the refining and chemical industry, it is still difficult.

Now that the body injury is far from being cured, Chen Pingan has become slower and more careful.

However, when Chen Pingan approached the border of Luyi County, he was aware.

Just pretending not to know.

Dealing with such stalking things, Chen Pingan did not dare to say how familiar he is, but among his peers, there should not be too much.

Earlier, there was a secret follow-up of Li Fuzhen, a scholar of the Shuhu Lake, who was greeted by Chen Pingchao early. Later, he and the Beijia Luzhou Jingguancheng Gaocheng’s mutual calculations, and then the second to cut the Lushan assassin.

What's more, this sneaky assassin is really not too high, and he thinks it is concealed, but the other person's patience is excellent. On several occasions, it seems that the opportunity is good, and he has not resisted.

Chen Pingan was helped by the assassin to help him "guard".

Lulu County is the hometown of Lu Dun, who happened to be a student on the mountain.

However, Chen Ping did not intend to visit his home, because even if he had this thought, he might not find someone.

A scholar who is not a surname to Lu and surnamed Zhou, may be the heart of the defender, and does not tell Chen Ping’s real surname.

But Chen Pingan thinks this is right.

Really honest with people, never only express your heart in words.

It’s easy to make mistakes when you talk about it.

I am not responsible for myself, how to be responsible for this world and others, and then give true goodwill?

It makes sense to make sense. The world has become true and sincere and wrong. After all, it is not very good.

Chen Pingan bypassed the town and did not intend to entangle with the assassin.

Therefore, on a secluded road, the figure suddenly disappeared and appeared next to the assassin who was among the reeds. Chen Ping stood on a reed, and his body floated with the reeds with the wind, quietly, bowing his head. Looking forward, it should still be a teenager, wearing a black robe, covered with a white mask, and undoubtedly cutting the Lushan monk. However, this is the most interesting place to be played. This young Lushan assassin, this road stealth sneak following him Chen Ping, very hard, or Qi Jinglong did not find anyone, or the reason is difficult to talk, the cut Lushan actually dispatched The Wujing monks came to assassinate themselves, or Qi Jinglong and the other party thoroughly explained the truth. Cutting Lushan chose to follow another larger rule. Even if the employer is different, he will shoot three times. After that, even if someone else finds the deer, he is willing to marry. The next Jinshan Yinshan will not kill the man.

If so.

Why did Qi Jinglong never show up?

Chen Ping thought for a moment and said: "People are gone, don't worry?"

That cuts the Lushan Assassin's action is stiff, turned his head and looked at the green shirter standing on the reed.

Not that he didn't want to escape, but the intuition told him that escape would die, stay in place, and have a chance.

He sat up and took off his mask. "I have agreed with Liu, who is surnamed Liu. If you find your whereabouts, even if my assassination fails, I will follow him to practice and call him, so don't kill me. ""

Chen Ping asked: "What about others?"

The young man shook his head and said: "He wants me to tell you that he has to take a trip to Beijing and come back to find us later."

When the boy said this, he punched him on the ground and sweared: "This is my first assassination down the mountain!"

Chen Pingan floated to the ground, took the lead out of the reeds, and opened the way with the stick.

The boy hesitated for a moment, the last bite, lost the mask, followed the green shirt, and walked to the road together.

Chen Pingan slowed down, and the young man blinked and smacked his head and walked side by side.

As for the assassination object, there was actually some rumor in the interior of the deer mountain. As a killer of the key cultivation of the deer, he grew up and grew up with the deer of the Lushan Mountain, and he had the opportunity to know some insider.

In short, don't look at this guy who has a good temper and is better than a scholar. But the master of the mountain has failed in the assassination of the first stable victory in the deer, and soon after someone paid for the mountain assassin, the mountain owner once told the boy. At this moment, this guy around him is a very powerful character who is very troublesome and very good at solving troubles.

Chen Ping asked: "Are you a sword repair?"

The young boy nodded: "Master said that I am a very valuable congenital sword embryo, so I must succumb to it, do not need to pick up the work. Otherwise he will lose so much money on my body, I will lose money. So I always thought I have to work early to help Master and cut Lushan to earn money. When I think I will meet someone like Liu, he said that he can stand still and let the Master take it out. After every shot, he has to listen to him. Liu Jinglong had a reason, Master shot twice, and then listened to the guy two reasons."

Speaking of this, the teenager is full of loss.

In the impression, Master’s sword never returned without success.

No matter what the other person is doing, it is the head rolling down.

The young man spit out a sigh of sorrow for a long time in his heart, still not depressed, said: "Let's cut Lushan and always talk, and finally the Master did not swear, I had to send me to assassinate you. And then I will follow the Lushan There is no relationship at all. I have to go with the surname Liu’s going to the shit.

Chen Pingan smiled and reached out and spread his hand.

The teenager frowned: "What?"

Chen Pingan said: "You must not thank me so that you can go to Taihui Jianzong practice?"

"Do you have any problems?!"

Juvenile white-eyed: "Who wants to be a genealogy teacher?! I am also a poor person, so many opportunities make me feel that it is not an opportunity, or I will have shot a sword and killed you, keep it cool!"

Chen Ping retracted his hand and smiled: "So heavy murder is to be followed by Qi Jinglong."

The young man turned his head and snorted. "His surnamed Liu, even if it is better than our master, how do you? I must change the door?! Then, the guy looked at the nerd, and later he practiced it, every day. The guy who grinds and swears is not good at shouting Master. I am afraid that I will not be able to repair half a sword in my life."

Chen Pingan said: "Have you ever thought about it, your Master actually hopes that you can follow Qi Jinglong?"

The teenager was silent for a moment, "Guess it. Master is good to me, I always know. So I intend to call the master of Liu, but in my heart, I only recognize Master as a Master in this life."

The teenager turned his head and was afraid that this guy would go to Liu Jinglong and chew his tongue. Most of the time he would suffer.

But somehow, walking with him on the road, I want to say something more.

Probably because the change is too big, not vomiting, it is not difficult for the teenager to feel that he is going to be alive.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You can think so now, it is good, it is right. After changing your mind, it does not mean that you are wrong now."

The teenager frowned. "What do you think of, and dare to say this kind of reason? Oh, I think I can't kill you, it's amazing? So you can tell me what to do?!"

This temper.

It’s not good.

Chen Pingan does not care. "Who can't talk about it? I am better than you, and I am willing to make sense. Is it a bad thing? Do you want me to kill you with a punch, or to die half-hearted, forcing you to kneel on the ground and ask me to speak? Reason, better?"

The teenager had some headaches and raised his hand. "Come on and stop, don't come to this set. My master of the mountain was so annoyed by the surname Liu for a long time, so that I could roll my eggs and I wouldn't say more."

Chen Pingan smiled and twisted his wrists. Two more pots of glutinous rice wine were brewed. "Drink or drink?"

When the teenager's eyes were bright, he took one of the jugs directly. When he opened it, he poured a sip of wine and then dismissed it: "The original drink is such a taste, it is boring."

Chen Ping’s head did not turn, but he slowly moved forward. “Since drinking, I will leave it to drink. It’s okay to be late. If you have the courage to throw it on the side of the road now, I will teach you Qi Jinglong first. And it must be the reason you are not willing to listen."

The teenager was sardonic and shouted: "Oh, in the end, it is not trying to suppress people. It’s not that I said you, you are not even as good as Liu!"

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Looking at Qi Jinglong has not come back yet, drink your wine well. If there is no accident, you will not be able to drink for a long time in the future, even if you really want to drink."

The teenager frowned. "Do you know Liu, who told me beforehand, don't you be allowed to drink alcohol?"

Chen Pingan shook his head. "I am not a **** of the prophet."

The teenager raised his arm and looked at the jug in his hand. He hesitated, still didn't dare to throw it away, and took a sip of rice wine. In fact, the taste was good. It didn't feel like burning the knife.

It seems that I am born to drink.

It is a congenital sword embryo!

Suddenly he tentatively asked: "It’s better to say something to your surname Liu, and say that you are willing to accept me as a disciple, how?"

Chen Pingan ignored it.

The teenager began to persuade the green shirt to say that he must read each other's good, and he will have to repay in the future. When he returns to the Lushan Mountain, he will burn incense in the ancestral hall and recognize the ancestors. He can not help him to assassinate him later. Enemy...

Chen Ping asked: "Yes, what is your name?"

The boy did not have the temper to ask questions, but the name was a proud thing more than he was a congenital sword. The teenager sneered: "The name that Master took for me, surnamed white. , the first name! You can rest assured that, for a hundred years, there will be a sword fairy named Baishou in Luzhou, Beizhou!"

Chen Pingan sighed. "Then you have to be careful about your future nickname. What is the white-headed sword fairy? It should not be very good."

The teenager is pondering, this guy makes sense!

He nodded: "Thank you!"

Chen Pingan lifted the jug, and the sword-stricken boy named Bai Shou stunned for a moment. He would like to understand, and he would quickly touch the hip flask and drink alcohol.

White first wiped the mouth, the current feeling is good, he should be considered a little heroic and sword fairy style.

Chen Pingan whispered: "Others, you listen to your master, drink this kind of thing, Jian Xian does not come, it is a pity."

White head nodded hard. "You guys are very annoying at first. I will see you pleasing to the eye. What is your name?! You have to know that my white head will not remember a few in my life." Personal name. You see the surname Liu, did I call his full name? No."

Chen Pingan said: "My name is Chen Haoren."

White head angered: "Don't you know how!"

Chen Pingan turned and asked: "You hit me?"

White first turned his eyes and said, "Would you be stupid?"

Chen Ping nodded and said: "Yeah. You hit me?"

The white singer was uncomfortable and sipped a drink.

It’s just the second shameful shame since he first went down the mountain.

Chen Pingan turned his head.

Qi Jinglong, who is a servant of the dust, should have arrived long before, and they have been together for a long time.

Qi Jinglong reluctantly said: "Is it helpful to persuade people to drink?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Every swordsman will probably remember the person who advises himself to drink."

Qi Jinglong asked: "Who is it to persuade you to come?"

Chen Pingan said: "The earliest was also a swordsman, and later an old gentleman."

Don't look at the white head in Chen Ping's side, a surname of Liu. When Qi Jinglong really came to the side, he wouldn't say a word, as if this guy was standing beside him, and he was holding the pot and not finished drinking it. Wine, even if it is no longer drinking, is wrong.

Lujia Luzhou, the land of Luzhou, Liu Jinglong, was originally standing in the same place, letting his white master, the master of the mountain, handed out two swords!

A seemingly casually drawn squadron method, one does not see Feijian Xiaotiandi, his master after the two swords, actually even the third sword of the heart, no more!

Qi Jinglong said: "I intend to return to the Zongmen retreat."

Chen Pingan sighed. "I broke down early, I am going to find you. Otherwise it will be too late, I may have left Beijialuzhou, I will not make a special trip for you."

Speaking of this, Chen Pingan laughed: "If you are willing to drink, I can consider it."

Qi Jinglong waved: "Less come."

Chen Pingan asked: "Have you gone to Datun Beijing?"

Qi Jinglong sighed and said: "A bit of an accident, Gu Youren has not yet arrived in Dagu Jingcheng, he has already sent a letter to the other side, so that Lushan Yuyue does not have to pay a lot of money, and the two directly live on the Yuji River. Yes. I am not very interested in this kind of killing, I have not stayed there. But Gu You and Yu Yue should be able to fight soon."

Chen Pingan also sighed and started drinking again.

Bai Shou said: "What is a great thing about a ten-day Wufu, but Yue Yue is a big sword fairy, I guess it is a matter of three swords."

Chen Pingan turned and smiled: "Do you think that I am not terrible now?"

White nodded first, "It’s a lot of bruises, it’s very miserable, how? We cut the fierce means of the Lushan monks, is it for you to remember?"

Chen Pingan and Qi Jinglong smiled at each other.

The teenager frowned, isn't that the case?

Qi Jinglong suddenly said: "Chen Pingan, before I leave, we will find a quiet mountain, when you will see an uncommon scene. You will know more about our Beiju Luzhou."

Chen Ping nodded and naturally no objection.

This night is in the night.

The three climbed to the top at a peak.

Dagu Jingcheng, the bank of the Yuxi River.

Yu Yue stood on the side of the river.

A young man in the green shirt stood on the other side and smiled: "Just keep the sword."

Yan Yue nodded: "You Guyou character, I still believe."

This night's Beiju Luzhou.

From an early rush to the head of the Great Sword in the hanging mountain.

Take the lead in the mountain gate sword repair Qi Qi to sacrifice the flying sword, straight into the sky.

Such as a sword from the earth, white rainbow.

Then there was the first person in the North Jianxian Baishang, the extremely eye-catching sword light, and quickly took off.

There is also the Taishui Jianzong where Qi Jinglong is located. All the swords are repaired. Under the leadership of the lord, the sword is driven by the sword. The Jianguang breaks through the night together, shining through the entire sect of the sect, and the heavens and the earth are bright and white.

It means that Xuanfeng also has a ancestral master, and he has sacrificed the mahogany sword that is often used only for demon slayers.

In the Dagu dynasty, the Yushan Jianxian Yuyue on the bank of the Yuxi River, even if it is a battle with a life-and-death of a warrior, it is about to kick off, and Yu Yue is also the first to take the sword to the air, so as to sacrifice a certain war dead. The same person.

The duckweed Jianhu is headed by the sword fairy, and all the swords are repaired.

On the other side of the ancestral hall of Muzong Muyi Mountain, in addition to several sword repairs, the sword was handed out, and the lord of the ancestors pressed the handle of the knives, so that the Pang Lanxi was also driving the sword and lifted the ceremonial ceremony.

The bones of the bones of the bones of the scorpion, but also the sword out of the sheath, Gao Cheng took the initiative to punch the world taboo, only for the Pu Yi that sword lifted higher!

Even if it is all the swordsmen, the Zongmen Shantou, and the swordsmen who are hostile to the war dead swords, no exception is the sword.

that's it.

A variety of bright swords and light pillars, from the top of Luzhou's territory, have been lit up.

In the night of the world, there are many lights in the world.

But never let Beiju Luzhou like this, there will be so many swords and swords, and the sword will be neatly tidy, such as the lights will light up the continent.

In the territory of Fuzhou, a mountain with a nameless peak.

Qi Jinglong also began to sacrifice swords.

This time it was a force, the name of the "rules" of the life of the flying sword, rose from the ground, the sword is like a rainbow, is spectacular.

After Qi Jinglong’s hands were negative, he looked at the slender line that was above the earth.

All of them are the ones in the same way, and at the same time they respected the common avenue of the swordsmanship.

He suddenly turned his head and looked forward to Chen Pingan. He smiled and said: "I really thought about it? It was taken care of by the people who have the heart, and the means of leaking the bottom of the box may be given to you for future travels."

However, Qi Jinglong actually knows the answer.

Chen Ping did not know when he was holding a long sword.

Sword name sword fairy.

Chen Pingyang looked up and whispered: "Thinking about so many things that others don't want to think about more, isn't it just for some things, can you think about it?"

A green shirt, swaying in the mountains, two sleeves hunting.

This has already been the sinister white head of Qi Jinglong's Jianguang, and then he tried to open his eyes in the subconscious, which did not miss the scene.

When the man shouted "walk".

Between the heavens and the earth, there is a golden sword light, and the sword is shining straight into the sky.

Not only that, but also a snow white, green and two smudges of the sword light, has plucked the man's acupoints and rushed to the sky.

When Qi Jinglong regained his life, Feijian.

Chen Pingan erected the scabbard, and the sword fairy descended from the sky.

Then, by the green shirt swordsman who traveled to Luzhou, he was gently behind him.

At this moment, the young Jianshu, named Bai Shou, felt that the guy in the green shirt sent a pot of wine to himself to drink, which is quite proud.

The two sides are separate.

Qi Jinglong Yufeng is returning to the north, and Baishou can also travel to the wind.

Bai Shu turned his head and saw the man standing in the same place, making a gesture of drinking and looking up at him. The white head nodded hard and no one spoke.

I didn’t think that Qi Jinglong said, “Don’t think about drinking.”

Bai first screamed: "The surname of Liu, you are so I will slip away, go find your friend as a master!"

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "You can go and try it, he will definitely drive you away."

White head wondered: "Why?"

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "Distressed drinks."

Bai Shuxiao smiled and said: "You lie to the ghost, can he do so?"

Qi Jinglong nodded: "More than you think."

White first lamented, "I counted my eyes and planned to worship him as a teacher."

Bai Shou suddenly asked: "Then you are not allowed to drink, are you worried about delaying the sword, or are you feeling bad?"

Qi Jinglong said: "Everything."

White head angered: "The surname of Liu, then you are worse than him!"

Qi Jinglong turned his head and smiled and asked: "When did I say that I am better than him?"

The white head was so sloppy that he couldn’t hold back for a long time. He said: "You and your friends are all virtues! I am not a thief in his mother."

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "This is not the case."

White head sighed.

The days are really hard.

On the other side of the mountain, Chen Ping, who finally re-sworded, began to descend slowly. He thought that Qi Jinglong and his new disciple should be talking about his own good words, such as being generous and generous.