Chapter 809： pace

Disembarking and landing, there is actually some distance away from the Skeleton Beach Ferry. Fortunately, Chen Ping'an originally planned to go to Muyi Mountain where the Pi Ma Zong Zu Shitang is located when he returns to Aquarius Island. As for the mural city or something, let alone go, anyway, the chances are gone, and the color drawings have become white-drawn scrolls.

However, Chen Ping’an is going to the Naiheguan Market, which is the entrance to the Ghost Mythical Valley. Now the Ghost Mythical Valley has lost its backbone due to the disappearance of its high inheritance. Not only is there no leader in the city of Beijing, but also the lord of Bailong City, Pu Qi, went to Baopingzhou. On the battlefield, there was no news, only a gossip spread. Rumors were that Pu Zhi had followed a monk and traveled to the Western Buddhist Kingdom together. The departure of Gao Cheng and Pu Zhi made the city of Fu greasy. The heroic spirits and ghosts had to quickly form a loose alliance, and then reached a contract with Pima Zong. The two sides will not attack each other within a hundred years, so today’s Ghost Mythical Valley has completely changed. Although it is still gloomy, but If the monks from other countries want to come here to practice, they will not be successful, because they have lost the shelter of the Phi Ma Sect, and the major ghosts are unusually grouped, but if someone really thinks that they can run wild in the ghost valley and kill them by themselves. , Phi Ma Zong did not stop.

Chen Ping'an carried a night tour with a red wine jug hanging from his waist.

Ning Yao wears a golden robe and carries a sword box on his back.

Pei Qian carried a bamboo box on his back, holding a hiking stick, and standing inside a little girl in black. Millet grains were breaking their fingers, calculating when they would return to their hometown, a big dumb lake.

The white-haired boy showed his blindfold, and he still looked like a green snake wearing a heavenly robe.

In addition to Chen Pingan, there is also an Ascending Realm Swordsman, an Ascending Realm Transformation Demon, a Mountain Realm bottleneck martial artist, and of course a Cave Mansion Realm big water monster.

Gao Chenggai is not in Jingguancheng now, otherwise he would no longer stop Chen Ping'an from leaving.

After stopping for a while at the Skeleton Beach, Chen Ping'an didn't even plan to take the Chunlupu ferry from Song Lanqiao.

The thing about Chunlupu is complicated because it involves business money exchanges, the incense of the two hills, the friendship between the monks, and some face... In the final analysis, it is the human heart. So even if Zhu Lian, the great butler of the Luopo Mountain, plus the accountant Wei Wenlong, and Shanjun Weibo, feel a headache about this matter.

Chen Ping’an will first go to Yinping Country’s Suijia Town and have a drink at the Huoshen Temple. Eight hundred miles away from the county town, there is also a Cangyun Lake. How could Hujun Yinhou have a new dragon chair? As for Shao There are two ancestral temples in Xi and Tiao Xi. I don’t know whether they have changed their masters.

Dumb Lake is on the border of Baoxiangguo, then go to Jinwu Palace, find Liu Dajian Xianxian, then go to Chunlu Garden, then go to Caique Mansion, and Yunshang City where Xu Xingjiu is located, go to Pidifeng to find Zhang Mountain peak, then take the wine to Taihui Jianzong to find the famous wine fairy.

On the side of the Chongxuan Department of the Dayuan Dynasty, it is natural to make a special trip, and not to be indecent. Visit the Emperor Lu and the national teacher Yang Qingan, then go to the duckweed sword lake in Li Cai, and meet Chen Lihe After Gao Youqing's two sword embryos found Shen Lin and Li Yuan of Dadu Gonghou, in addition to thanking them for protecting Chen Lingjun's blasphemy, by the way, talk about the lease or purchase of Fushui Island within the Dragon Palace Cave...

In Luzhou, Beiju, the places Chen Ping'an wants to go are really not too few.

A group of people walked in the wind, and soon they could see the towering Muyi Mountain and the north-south swaying river.

After Chen Pingan left the night ship and landed ashore, he kept twisting the cyan talisman at his fingertips, using this to determine the position of the night ship in the awe-inspiring world. By the way, he checked his guess on the speed of the night ship. The only worry was himself. You can use this talisman to find the night ship, and the night ship can also find yourself. However, Chen Ping'an hesitated a little while on the ship before, and still did not ask the ship's master about this matter. Chen Ping’an said casually: “In the previous discussion with Cao Ci, we came to the Confucian Temple Square. When we came to the Confucian Temple Square, I asked Cao Ci for something, and each of us gained 20%.”

Ning Yao curiously asked: "He is willing to agree?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Of course I agreed. They are all friends. Cao Ci has no reason not to agree to this small matter. In return, I propose to let him bet that he won't lose and ensure that he can make a lot of money."

Ning Yao was speechless.

Let Cao Ci bet on losing? There are really not many people who can tease Cao Ci like this.

Chen Pingan began to introduce the customs of Naiheguan, saying that if Yamazawa Yexiu came to wander around here, he used to be a three-axe, swaying the river shrines and temples to burn incense and praying, and then went to the mural city to see if he could hit the big luck, and finally bought In the "Relaxed Collection", you tie your head on your trouser belt and enter the Ghost Mythical Valley. Whether you can see the sun again is up to God.

But now these are old almanacs, and the book that made people feel more and more uneasy in the past, Pima Zong is no longer printed. Without the blessings, the fresco city is already sparsely visited and almost closed completely. On the bright side, Gao Cheng, Pu Qi, and Dayuanyue Temple monks and Xiaoxuan are hidden to view the real ghost valley. In fact, it’s just a pile of scattered sand, a group of scattered mountain forces, and a city that doesn’t have long feet. So it’s nominally signed a contract with Muyishan. The well water does not violate the river water, but in private, one by one, they all take the initiative to Pimazong. Accept surrender.

Chen Ping'an pointed to the places of cultivation outside the small world of the Ghost Mythical Mythical Valley, and smiled: "Sanlang Temple has a secret futon. If you have the opportunity, you can buy a few to bring back to Luopo Mountain."

In the previous Luopo Mountain, there were a lot of pure martial artists and few monks. When Chen Ping'an returned to his hometown this time, the situation was changed. Only Bai Xuan included nine sword fairy embryos.

Like that Jiang Qu, who became a relatively rare Fulu monk, Chen Ping’an re-categorized the "Authentic Alchemy Book" and divided it into three volumes according to the degree of difficulty of the painting. In addition to Li Xisheng’s existing narration notes, Chen Ping’an also added some of his own Talisman experience, so after getting the manuscript, Jiang Qu naturally cherished it very much.

Chen Ping'an came to the Ghost Mythical Valley. Actually, he mainly wanted to take a trip to the Yangchang Palace. He probably wouldn't bring Ningyao, so they could just wait here for a while.

On the road of life, you can't only see high mountains like Pidifeng, and an expert like Huolong.

Also take a look at the little spirit guarding the gate outside the Yangchang Palace, and take a look at the two books it carefully buried under the ground.

However, no matter how small the market is, it seems that women can also shop a flower.

Ning Yao is no exception.

Either she doesn't go shopping, or she is extremely serious if she wants to go shopping, and looking at her posture, she doesn't want a shop left.

It’s rare to find a rare bookshop at Naiheguan. When it was Chen Ping’s turn to go shopping, at the door, Chen Ping’s stopped suddenly, but he quickly crossed the threshold. Since I saw it, it’s a copy. The fate on the mountain is not easy, what to hide.

The shopkeeper is a couple of men and women, both in the Dongfu realm. In the Naiheguan Market, where the fish and the dragon are mixed, this point of cultivation is very inconspicuous.

This small shop sells some "Relaxed Collection" and pictures of the goddess bought from the Mural City. They make some difference. By relying on these, they are destined to not make a lot of money. Fortunately, there are some shops and Fuguocheng. The sesame mung bean-sized business transactions, along with the sale of some idle goods, are considered to have taken root on the market side. The shop has been open for more than ten years. If the rent is divided, there are actually not a few gods. It's just that compared with the past windy meals and sleepers, I sharpened my head and looked around for money. After all, I was too stable.

The lady boss saw the swordsman in blue shirt who had just walked into the shop. She was so excited that her eyes were flushed. She wiped the corners of her eyes quickly and hit her man's rib with an elbow.

The man looked dazed, and then raised his head. After seeing Chen Ping An, he was in the same mood as his wife, and finally waited for this unnamed savior.

Especially the eyes of the young Sword Fairy in front of them were too familiar.

In fact, Chen Pingan did not know the names of the couple.

In the early years, it was just a peaceful meeting, and each one had a whirlpool, and it was logically difficult to meet again.

When five pairs of Wuyaling ghosts and bones were given away, Chen Ping'an didn't expect to see them. As for what they didn't pay back, Chen Ping'an naturally didn't care at all.

Don't worry about how I make money, Chen Pingan. Never mind how I spend my money.

It was the pair of casual cultivators who were involved in risk and making money, and walked into the Ghost Mythical Valley with Chen Ping’an. The female cultivator had average aptitude. In order to break the realm and enter the cave realm, she needed a spiritual tool to help sort out her life’s vitality. It's not as "not picking" as Ye Xiu, just doing tiring work, not dirty work. Most of the people wandering around are genealogy masters, and Yamazawa noxiu, especially if the realm is not high. To put it awkwardly, they can only ask for genealogy masters to eat the leftover leftovers, and they have to be careful to make money. Obstruct the latter's eyes.

No matter how hard the couple accumulated, they still lacked five hundred snowflakes. It was just a woman's practice, which was extremely delayed. In desperation, they had to come to the Ghost Mythical Valley to fight for their lives. The couple, the two of them, were at the River Temple. On the side, kneeling and kowtow, the most pious, and for so many years, as long as every fifteenth day of the lunar new year, even if you have already repaid, you still go there to worship.

The reason why they opened this shop here is to pay back the money.

The two of them stood side by side, clasped their fists in both hands, and couldn't afford to do anything to the young sword fairy.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and gently raised the man's arm, and smiled: "It doesn't have to be that way."

When the two got up, Chen Pingan and the woman clasped fists in congratulations: "Congratulations, Madam for entering the middle five level."

The woman was a little panicked, and quickly gave a blessing, too nervous to speak.

The man introduced him, his name is Jinzhan, the family member of Dayuan Dynasty, his wife is Song Jiazi, and the family member of Qingci Guoren. It was all coincidence that he embarked on the path of cultivation.

According to the agreement with the young sword fairy, they waited for a month at Naiheguan Market. Later, I really couldn't continue to delay, so I left the Skeleton Beach to buy the spiritual tool that was the key to breaking the realm. When Song Jiazi was lucky enough to break the realm, Jin Zhan brought his wife to continue waiting for others.

Today, facing the Qingshan sword immortal and his party, the two of them are unavoidable. In fact, they are a little bit ashamed. They are in casual cultivators. How can they dare to call themselves some monks. Whoever becomes a husband and wife is qualified to be called a Taoist couple on the mountain, an unwritten rule on this mountain.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "My name is Chen Pingan, from Longquan County of Aquarius Island. There is a mountain called Luopo Mountain. It is located in the boundary of Beiyue and very close to Piyun Mountain. Welcome to the south and lower reaches. Go to my side. Sit on the hill."

Who doesn't know about Piyun Mountain, the monarch Weibo, a very famous monk in Beiju Luzhou, has generally heard of it.

So the fairy mountain, which is very close to Beiyue, can be a small mountain? Certainly not.

The man glanced at his wife, what? I guessed it right, he said that Grace must be a genealogical master. The spirit of the gods back then, the heroic spirit of not treating money as money, can it be wild cultivation?

Song Jiazi gave him a white look, what's so competitive about this kind of thing. Besides, I guess that this benefactor is from a wealthy family, and it may not be wrong.

Chen Ping An pointed to Pei Qian and introduced with a smile: "This is my disciple, Pei Qian, Wu Fu."

Then stretched out his hand to hold down the head of the millet grain, "Our mountain guard is enshrined, called Zhou Mi Li."

Pei Qian clasped his fists in a salute. The millet puffed his chest.

Ning Yao introduced himself: "My name is Ning Yao, Jian Xiu."

Can't let Chen Ping'an introduce him, God knows what nonsense he would talk about.

Jin Zhan whispered, "Chen Jianxian, will I get that money for you?"

Chen Pingan nodded and smiled: "Okay."

Song Jiazi walked around behind the counter and took out a bag of fairy money. Chen Ping'an didn't count it either, and put it directly into his sleeve.

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, and took a book with the shop for nothing, which was the safe collection that Ning Yao chose.

Without much chatting, Chen Ping'an left, and the couple took them to the door of the shop. They gathered and scattered. One party continued to travel the market, and the other continued to open the door to welcome guests.

The couple breathed a sigh of relief, and finally even paid back the profit, feeling a little better in their hearts. In fact, Chen Jianxian's life-saving grace and the virtue of continuation can be repaid by a bag of fairy money? Knowing that the sword fairy definitely didn't care about the money, but they cared very much, but more, they didn't seem to be able to do anything, so they could only put a great kindness in their hearts for a long time. For example, I will go to Sway River to burn incense in the future,

I can pray for those gods and Taoists who are both sword celestials and know their names.

After strolling around the shop, Ning Yao Peiqian and a few selected items inside, while Chen Ping'an stood at the door of the shop.

There are two northbound roads in Ghost Mythical Valley, which go to the towns of Qinglu and Lanshe respectively. One is dangerous, with winding mountains and rivers, and many opportunities. The other is safe and stable, which is more suitable for enjoying the scenery.

Chen Pingan chose to go to the small town of Qinglu at the time, and has never been to Lanmu since then.

Chen Pingan is familiar with Greasy Skin City, Copper Smelly City, and Chen Pingan, especially the latter, who also traded there, changed the face of Master Zhang, and a female ghost shopkeeper named Zhenguan, and the self-appointed person. The sister of the city master of the school prime minister sold a lot of boudoir items that were raided from Diyongshan. It can even be said that Chen Pingan’s work as a baghouse seemed to have started in the city of Tongxiang. Looking back now, the city of Tongxiang is actually The name is pretty good.

As for the heroic city lord of Ghost Mythical Valley, those "great monsters" that year were collectively called the Six Sages, and their dao names and nicknames were bigger than the other, which can scare people.

The summer lady of Peeling Mountain, the Great Lord Pichen of Diyongshan, the Emperor Thor of Jixiao Mountain, the Great Immortal Catching Demon of Dirty Water Cave Mansion, and the Great Sage of Moving Mountain, the Great King Heihe...

On the street, there appeared a little ghost who barely transformed into a human form, carrying a big basket, full of flowers, herbs, soil, and strange stones in the ghost valley. Come here to exchange money and buy books!

It comes from the Yangchang Palace where the Great Immortal Catching Demon is located. Now Phi Ma Zong can't help the weird spirits and charms of the Ghost Mythical Valley, just hang a sign that looks like "click" and it will be recorded in the file.

Chen Ping'an stood at the door of the shop with sleeves in his hands. The street was bustling. He still saw the little monster who was guarding the Yangchang Palace at a glance. He said in his heart and waved hello.

The mouse spirit rushed all the way, still thin with a bamboo pole, and said with great surprise: "Master Sword Immortal?!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "Long time no see. Have you bought a book?"

It nodded, "No, it's not cheap."

Don't dare to go far.

The Naiheguan Market where the gods and gods get together is not a place to sell books and buy books.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "When the world becomes more peaceful in the future, you can walk north along the Swaying River and buy books in those towns and cities. It will be very cheap."

He bent over and checked the basket of mouse essence, and asked with a smile, "How much can I sell?"

The various objects inside, large and small, are placed in an orderly manner, so that more objects can be placed in the basket.

Just like when Chen Pingan helped people pick mulberry leaves when he was a child, he would be pressed and pressed, and a basket could hold thousands of catties of mulberry leaves.

It is happy when he mentions this, "Returning to Master Jianxian, when the market was at its best a few years ago, it could sell two or three snowflakes for money! The shopkeeper was kind and occasionally gave some money."

Every three or five months, it will come to the market. Now that the market is not good, there is only one snowflake money.

Anyway, the shopkeeper said what he said, it wouldn't bargain, and it didn't even think about bargaining.

Chen Pingan rubbed his eyebrows and smiled angrily: "Which store received the goods, did the shopkeeper conscientiously give it to the dog? Do you dare to do this business, and you won't be afraid that someone will be sacked in a sack one day?"

Inside the Ghost Mythical Valley, the gloomy atmosphere has been immersed for thousands of years, just as a cultivator has made one of the most stupid refining objects. Such a large basket of objects should not be sold for only two or three snowflakes. I think I still feel that the mouse spirit is too naive and confusing.

In the Ghost Mythical Valley, apart from the large and small cities that seem to be ruled by the vassal domination, in the early years, the Yangchang Palace, Jixiao Mountain, and the Summer Palace of the Guanghan Palace can be regarded as local heroes. Relying on the identity of the Yangchang Palace, Jing can go a lot more places these years. If you have a little business experience, you might have saved a few small summer money.

It smiled and said, "Master Sword Immortal, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I just spend some effort and run a few more steps to make money and not ask for more. I usually don't have any expenses at home."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "It's good to think so."

It lowered its voice and asked, "Master Sword Immortal, are you a veritable Sword Immortal today?"

Chen Pingan narrowed his eyes, nodded and said, "I can do it."

It immediately said: "Wait for me, after selling the money, I will prepare a gift for Master Jianxian."

Chen Pingan waved his hand, "No need."

From inside, Chen Ping'an picked out a few rare books and handed them to the little spirit, "I'm here for you."

The little spirit is a little embarrassed, but Master Jianxian sent a book. He won't receive it at this time. If he returns home, he will definitely regret his intestines.

So it's not polite. He quickly raised his hands and wiped it **** his body, only then took the two books with both hands.

Pei Qian continued to pick things, Ning Yao stood at the door, looking at Chen Ping'an's profile face, his expression was gentle, like a pot of glutinous rice brewed in his hometown.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "I have an opinion, do you want to listen?"

The little spirit carrying the big basket, immediately stood upright and straightened his chest, "Master Sword Immortal, just open the mouth!"

Many pedestrians on the street heard the name "Sword Fairy", and they immediately cast their curious eyes. Among them was a group of big and round fierce people, especially with bad eyes. His mother’s little white face was wearing a blue shirt and stepping on cloth shoes. With a sword, you really consider yourself a sword fairy on the mountain? Why don't you **** call Liu Jinglong and Liu Zhiqing? Looking at the delicate skin and tender flesh, the wind blows and he falls, his face is pale and a sick seed? Then learn from each other?

Chen Ping'an squinted and said, "What?"

One of the burly men sneered: "What do you care about your father?"

In an instant, there was a slight chill at the center of his eyebrows.

The man saw a flying sword hovering in front of him, and immediately clasped his fists and said, "Father! My son is gone."

A group of quagmire takers walked a long way.

Putting away the hate sword mountain imitation sword, Chen Ping’an continued to laugh with the little spirit strangely: “In the future, you will have a basket full of dangling. You can go to Qinglu Town first. I will help you introduce someone, maybe it’s not Du Wensi, or Yang Lin, I’m all friends. You do business with one of them, selling half baskets of goods, and the remaining half baskets, come here and fix a price, a snowflake."

The mouse spirit was hesitant and embarrassed, rubbing his sleeves with his fingers, and finally gained the courage and summoned the courage to say: "Master Sword Immortal, forget it, it sounds like a troublesome one."

It doesn't make sense, but I don't want to be so. Only knowing that Master Jianxian is doing his own good made him feel more guilty.

Chen Pingan didn't seem surprised that it was such a result. He laughed and nodded, "Then it's still the same?"

"okay!"

There was also a young man who declined an old man who liked to drink, but he did not become a student of that man.

So today, there is another little guy who rejected the kindness of a sword fairy, so what? Not how. pretty good.

Chen Pingan asked, "Do you know what you are most afraid of studying?"

It shook its head. I haven't read a few books, so I don't know such a difficult problem.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "I'm afraid of reading too much."

It is even more confused.

Chen Ping’an explained: “One is that there are too many books, and it’s hard to read as seriously as there are only a few books on hand. Another thing is to read a lot, and understand the truth a lot. It’s easier to fight the truth with the truth, but it doesn’t make sense in the end. So you When you are studying in the future, you can think more about these two things."

It said: "Master Sword Immortal, I don't understand!"

Chen Ping'an laughed and patted it on the shoulder lightly, "I'm not afraid of not understanding, I'm afraid that I don't think too much. The most important thing in the world to'borrow money and not repay' is to read books. You can't return all your knowledge to the sages. Go buy books, I won’t be with you. In the future, if you encounter any difficulties and feel that you can’t make it through on your own, you will go to Qinglu Town to find a monk of Pi Ma Zong and say that you know Chen Ping’an and you are good friends.”

It scratched its head, "Those gods, how can they believe it."

Chen Pingan said, "I will believe it."

It nodded vigorously, "Remember."

The little spirit walked backwards with the big basket on his back, and waved goodbye to the Master Sword Immortal who looked at him with both hands.

It didn't take long before it rushed all the way to find Chen Ping'an and his party. The basket was empty, and there was an inconspicuous object in his hand. It was a small eel yellow inkstone, barely counted as an object on the mountain.

The inscription "Simultaneously Act".

Chen Ping An accepted the gift and asked with a smile, "How much did it cost?"

It wiped the sweat on its forehead, and said with a bright smile: "If you go back to Master Jianxian, it's just a piece of snowflake money."

Chen Ping'an knew immediately that the little guy must have credited the black-hearted shopkeeper. It just didn't say anything, the two sides waved goodbye.

Ning Yao became more and more strange.

It seems that I had a fight with Cao Ci before. I saw the picture of Chen Ping’s time without elaborating on the content in the night boat. Then I saw this little spirit at the market today. Chen Ping’an seemed to be the whole body. It's a lot easier, but the deeper heart, sword intent, fist intent, and the spirit of the whole person have been rising.

Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao said, “I’m going to the Ghost Mythical Valley alone, a very close place, and I’ll be back soon, so you don’t have to follow. The passing money at the entrance of the Ma Zong torii is a bit expensive. "

Ning Yao doesn't matter, it's a big deal to go to a few shops with Pei money, and the items in the previous photos belong to buy or not, it is better to buy.

The place Chen Ping'an had made up his mind to go was not far, but he had passed Wuyaling, but was far from Qinglu Town.

It is a mountain cliff, there is a chain bridge, covered with planks, it is not difficult for ordinary masters to walk.

The last time Chen Pingan passed by here, it was still a dilapidated, wind-swept iron bridge, entwined with a black python, and a ghost with a woman's head, forming a spider web to catch the passing mountain birds.

After the world-shaking changes in the situation in the Ghost Mythical Valley, they all immediately sought refuge in Futan City.

Then I got a amulet, they built a hut at one end of the cable bridge, and it was a scribbled and shabby place for monasticism.

Chen Pingan once stayed here overnight.

When there was nothing to do at the time, there were two spirits in the mountains, timidly walking along the cable bridge, and actively found Chen Pingan.

But they were not afraid. At that time, a black-clothed scholar who passed out was lying on the ground. Then the man stripped the other party's robe, and he succeeded in getting a few talismans. The shining treasures, all fools could see the value of those talismans. Liancheng.

Before escaping from Shengtian that year, Brother Hao Ren and Brother Mu Mao agreed at first sight. The brothers work together to pick up money everywhere.

Chen Ping’an appeared on the cliff, over the hut, and soon walked out of the two. Among them, there was a strong man in black with a muscular knot, quite courageous, and a lady in Zhu Yi, charming and charming, all just in the cave, barely transformed. Human figures, their faces, hands, feet and skin, in fact, there are many details that reveal the roots and feet.

At that time, Gao Cheng in Jingguan City left the Ghost Mythical Valley and walked mysteriously. It seemed to have lost his luck. There are spiritual beings in one place. It can be said that there are rain and dew, but the number of opportunities depends on good fortune. Even Fan Yunluo found it strange. The original superficial and fateful cable bridge spirits obviously belonged to the "discoloration of mountains and rivers". A handful of people who had good luck broke the bottleneck and were able to join the middle five.

As soon as the two of them crossed the bridge, they arrived in front of Chen Ping'an, and they pushed the golden pillar to the Yushan mountain.

"The bridge husband pays courtesy to Grace."

"Junxiu pays homage to Grace."

Chen Pingan was a little bit dumbfounded, and shook his head: "That night, I just talked a few words about spiritual practice, and I couldn't say that I was a benefactor. In the future, I will practice hard and repay the nurturing of heaven and earth."

When the two spirits got up, there was no trace of the sword fairy in Qingshan.

Back at the gate of the archway of the market, Chen Ping’an found that Ning Yao had been reading the "Relaxed Collection". He just finished reading and closed the book.

Her first question was, "Is there a skinny city nearby on the way to Qinglu Town?"

It is written on the "Relaxation Collection". In fact, there are also records on the landscape travel notes that Chen Ping'an handed to Ning Yao back then. However, the disturbance was not serious and only a few of them were taken.

Chen Pingan saw that Ning Yao had taken heart, so he was not at ease.

So roughly

After I first entered the Ghost Mythical Valley that year, in Crow Ridge, I encountered a female ghost in white, one of the four major ghosts in the city of Greasy Skin. She was called "Bai Aiqing" by the lord Fan Yunluo. The female ghost, half-faced makeup, seemed to be A military commander's concubine, and later, was Fan Yunluo, who was named "Rouge Marquis" in the ghost valley. This heroic spirit of the subjugated princess before his death was riding in a jewel-like emperor's carriage, wearing a phoenix crown, but she was a girl. Anyway, the two sides just borrowed one frame, fought each other, and made a very unpleasant feud.

If it weren't for the swordsman Pu Yan, Chen Ping'an would be able to chase down to the city of Fuguo, and come to the end.

Listening to Chen Pingan's words, Ning Yao suddenly asked, "Why don't you write more notes for such a wonderful landscape story?"

Chen Pingan asked, "Is it exciting?"

The white-haired boy said: "The hidden official ancestor said it was wonderful, and if it was not wonderful, it was not wonderful. Do you think the hidden official ancestor is wonderful?"

Pei Qian blinked and said nothing.

Millet turned her elbow out and nodded vigorously, "It's so wonderful, it's a mess, and it's so exciting."

Alas, this good mountain lord, the wise one was confused for a while and couldn't understand. If I helped you now, how can I help you with Sister Ning in private in the future? When the time comes to speak fair, it will not be credible.

After listening to everyone's opinions, Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Then I have such a landscape story in the future, so I must write more and don't hesitate to write."

The group left the Skeleton Beach, Yufeng went to Yinping Country Sujia Town.

During the period, passing by Yuehua Mountain and Jinguangfeng, it seems that those two mountains are strange and have a deep blessing, and they have followed Li Xisheng's practice for many years.

Last time Pei Qian traveled north with Li Huai and Wei Taizhen, the fox charm, during which he also made a special trip to the Ghost Axe Palace to find Du Yu. It’s just that the "three tricks" senior Du, who made Pei Qian respect very much, was not on the mountain at the time. Chen Ping’an didn’t plan to go to Ghost Axe Palace this time. Just because of Du Yu’s temper, he definitely likes to hang around in the rivers and lakes. living.

The incense flourishes in the Suijia City, Fire Temple.

The city’s **** temple in the north of the city has also been replaced by a new city’s god.

The big bearded man in the Vulcan Temple, after stepping out of the golden statue of colored sculpture, still looks the same. For twenty years, for a time-long landscape deity, it is really a snap.

Chen Pingan and the big bearded man were drinking wine. I heard that the incense of Tiaoxi, the master of Shaoxi Canal Narcissus Temple, was also much better. As for the mother of Tiaoxi Canal, she changed a female hero. Speaking of her, even the big bearded man They all thought it was pretty good. It was a blessing for the people to have her as the new canal master. After hearing this, Chen Ping'an stopped going to Cangyun Lake House to see the new dragon chair of Yinhou.

At the end of the fire **** temple drinking, he smiled in his heart: "Chen Jianxian, he has a good vision to find a wife. He is good-looking, doesn't talk much, understands etiquette, and is very virtuous."

Chen Ping'an smiled and made a big bowl of wine by himself. He replied in his heart: "Where and where, when I go out, I am the head of the family after all, and the female lead is the male lead and the male lead."

I drank slightly, just right.

When Yu Feng left Suijia City together, Chen Ping'an immediately lost his alcohol.

Ning Yao smiled and said: "I don't have anything to toast with him, do you know the etiquette?"

Chen Ping installed deaf and dumb.

After arriving at the Dumb Lake in Huangfeng Valley in Baoxiang Country, Pei Qian smiled and said, "Such a big lake?"

Zhou Mi Li bounced and grinned. The little girl missed this hometown. Hearing what Pei Qian said about Dumb Lake, the millet grains became happy.

But actually Pei Qian has been here.

The white-haired boy rolled his eyes, but he couldn't say anything that was ignorant of his conscience, and he was embarrassed.

Suddenly, I found the hidden official ancestor squinted.

The white-haired boy immediately patted the head of the dwarf melon next to him and smiled and said, "Millet, what a big place, then you don’t have to have thousands of shrimp soldiers and crabs under your command? Where is the decree? Shout out, let me have a long time to see, say it in advance, it scares me, you have to lose money."

Millet scratched his face, and said shyly: "What kind of thing, they are all alone."

When Chen Ping'an walked by the water, he thought of the young man walking the dart for no reason.

The other party is now almost half a hundred years old, a person in the rivers and lakes, in the time of more than 20 years, the once young rivers and lakes may have gray hair.

The moonlight is quiet and sparkling, as if covered with snowflake money.

Walking by the lake together, Chen Ping'an crossed his arms, hung the millet grains with his hands on them, dangling his feet, laughing.

Chen Ping’an deliberately stayed more. During this night, Xiao Mi Li took the white-haired boy to "wander the rivers and lakes" in the Dumb Lake, making a lot of noise.

The same moonlight shines all over Jiuzhou.

Spring dew garden, Zhaoye thatched cottage.

Song Lanqiao finally had some leisure time, so he went to visit Tang Xi for a drink today.

Two hard brothers.

One was on the master's side, unable to speak, and was scolded as soon as he said it. It doesn't make sense.

The one who was on the side of the mountain master Chunlupu was equally speechless, but would not be scolded or touch soft nails.

Coupled with those who fan the flames, for fear that the world will not be chaotic, these two old rivers and lakes, who are used to business and familiar with the world, are really tired.

Therefore, in recent years, these two monks who are at the back of the Spring Lupu Patriarch Hall, have nothing to do, and often get together for a drink.

The two people who didn't have much personal friendship, every three and a half, drinking a cup and a pot, they drank a good friendship.

Not long ago, Tang Xi received a secret message that the young mountain owner of Luopo Mountain, like a mud cow entering the sea, disappeared without a trace for more than 20 years, and finally returned home.

Not only that, but there are even more shocking sayings that Luo Po Mountain has entered the sect in one fell swoop.

But Dudu did not invite anyone from Chunlu Garden to attend that ceremony.

There is always a feeling of rain.

Song Lanqiao raised his wine glass, took a sip, and sat cross-legged on the chair, "You're not bad, anyway, I helped take care of the worm shop, the long fragrance of incense, he is a nostalgic person, he will definitely not treat you how is it."

Tang Xi looked gloomy, "Isn't anyone doing this business? A good game of chess, what a beautiful starter layout, it just messes up his own people, and can't blame others for being useless."

Song Lanqiao rolled his eyes and said, "You tell me, Master."

Tang Xi smiled and said, "Then you are going to talk to Ancestor Tan?"

The two sides looked at each other, smiled heartily, each brought a glass of wine, and had fun in hardship.

Song Lanqiao said with emotion: "Such a young Sect Master. I guess the next time I meet, when I see that kid, I will have trouble talking."

How many years have you been planning for such a sect headline? The ancestor of the mountain, Yuan Yingnv, who repaired Tan Ling, can be described as exhausting. Didn’t it still fail to rank among the sect?

Tang Xi smiled and said, "We old men live, nothing more than drinking and getting bored."

Song Lanqiao laughed and said, "Then go one."

At dawn, a group of people continued on their way on the side of Dumb Lake.

At the gate of the Golden Crow Palace Mountain, Pei Qian had his own registration number, the guardian monk, and soon went to report the matter. If there are distinguished guests from the grandmaster and uncle, you must talk to the Patriarch Hall and Xueqiao Peak.

At that time, Liu Zhiqing's hospitality to outsiders was a big deal in the Golden Crow Palace.

After all, the little uncle of the palace lord is notoriously no friends, and almost never greeted him.

Within the school, I only heard that this old ancestor with the highest level and realm in his own family seems to have a very good relationship with the new master of the Taihui Sword Sect.

The old ancestor had rarely come down the mountain before, and together with the Sect Master Jian Xian, he used his sword several times, again and again.

On the side of Yuyingya in Chunlupu, I met a young sword fairy who wandered all over the world. He only knew the surname Chen.

Pei Qian respectfully held his fist in a salute and called Mr. Liu.

Last time I visited Jinwu Palace, Liu Zhiqing was like a teacher, half a family elder, and even carefully checked Pei Qian's copy of the book. Finally, he said that your writing is better than Master.

Chen Ping An introduced with a smile: "Ning Yao."

Liu Zhiqing was greatly surprised, and quickly reduced his mind, pinched the sword tactics ceremony with one hand, and said solemnly: "Golden Crow Palace Liu Zhiqing, I have seen Ning Jianxian."

Ning Yao clasped his fists in return, "I have seen Mr. Liu."

If you call Liu Jianxian, it seems wrong.

Not to talk about the custom of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, just say that Ning Yao himself is an ascendant sword repairman. If another Yuanying sword repairer is called a "Sword Fairy", it is estimated that both sides will feel uncomfortable.

Chen Pingan shook his head, slanderously, this guy is not as good as he is.

I was at the Longxu River Blacksmith's Shop, beside Liu Xianyang, and I saw Xie Yue, what did I shout?

So when you Liu Zhiqing saw Ning Yao, wouldn't you even shout at your sister-in-law? I don't know how to accept the seniority given to you for nothing.

Liu Zhiqing looked at the white-haired boy.

Chen Pingan said in his heart: "It's not suitable to say more."

Liu Zhiqing understood it, nodded, and stopped asking.

Ascended to the realm of the outer demon, her real name is natural, the world is Qingming, and Wu Shuangjiang, Taoist couple, the opportunity for the fourteenth realm of harmony...

Which argument is not a taboo of being one-on-one on the mountain?

The white-haired boy waited for a long time, and saw the hidden official ancestor at his friend's side. He didn't even mention himself, and was heartbroken. He sat on a chair with his head down, his boots kicking his boots.

Chen Ping’an smiled and said, “Go down the mountain with me? I heard that Liu Jinglong is now in Luzhou, Beiju. He is so majestic. He is recognized as invincible for drinking. Let's kill his wine table spirit together!"

Liu Zhiqing chuckled, "If you don't go, you have to retreat and practice your sword."

Chen Ping'an continued to persuade: "What kind of sword to practice, don't rush for a while, now we are only one step away, completely negligible."

Liu Zhiqing smiled and said, "I won't give off to Lord Chen Shan."

Chen Ping'an hugged Liu Zhiqing's shoulder, but Jiner sprinkled salt on this guy's wound, and said, "Yeah, I'm a big fan, why, bullying me is not Yuan Ying Jian Xian?"

Liu Zhiqing raised his hand, put his fingers together, and pushed Chen Ping'an away.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said in his heart: "By the way, to be serious, in the next few years, I plan to travel to the Divine Continent of China, and I will call Liu Jinglong, do you have any ideas, let's go together?"

In the early years at the ferry near Chunlupu, I made an appointment with Liu Jinglong, and I will travel to China together in the future.

Liu Zhiqing shook his head and said, "I won't go down the mountain unless I enter the Yupu realm. One day I will be among the Yupu, and the first place to go is not Zhongtu Shenzhou. I hope it won't be too late."

If you really can't break the bottleneck, then you have to go to the Jianqi Great Wall ruins as Yuanying Jianxiu, and then go south with Yujian.

Chen Pingan thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then break the border sooner."

Maybe there is a chance to travel the wild world together.

When they arrived at Chunlupu, Chen Pingan separated from Ning Yao and went to find the old woman alone, Lin Chan's teacher of Song Lanqiao.

Still holding the younger generation's ceremony, visiting the house, and then without the slightest impatience, chatting with the old woman for a long time, Lin Chang'e saw Chen Ping An, and when she saw someone cursing her at the ancestral hall, she suddenly became a kind eye. The elder, the old woman sat on a chair, turned sideways, and kept reaching out to hold the hand of the young man next to her, asking about how hard it was to travel these years and how she lost weight. No letter came to Chunlu Garden. , This is not good. Don’t do this anymore. It will teach people to worry. Have you now found a Taoist couple on the mountain who is a beloved and beautiful family member? If there is, I will bring it to her later, if not, I must hurry up...

The old woman took Chen Pingan all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an only met her in this trip to Chunlu Garden.

Song Lanqiao, the ferry steward, Tang Xi, the **** of wealth, and Tan Ling, the owner of the mountain, didn't see any of them.

So when Chen Ping'an left, he learned that the young sword immortal, the lord of a sect, had come and left. Chunlupu Patriarch Hall held an urgent meeting that day.

Wearing a blue shirt, standing at a seaside ferry, the breeze is blowing, the temples are flying, and the sleeves are floating.

The bright moon in the sky, the wind on the sea, the green shirt on the earth.