Chapter 813： Drinker

A Yuanyou Jianxiu from the Great Wall of Jianqi?

Wei Jingcui was uncertain. Didn't it mean that Gou Huojianxiu of the Great Wall of Sword Qi followed a city and fled to the fifth world?

Cui Gongzhuang, who is a martial artist of the Nine Realms, has made up his mind, honestly looks on the sidelines, and throws a half punch, even if he loses, he will die.

He was much simpler than Wei Jing's thoughts, and he only determined one thing in his heart, and he would never make a joke about the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and besides this person was standing next to the current sovereign of the Taihui Sword Sect.

Although Beiju Luzhou likes to compete with others' ancestors at every turn, in fact, asking the sword is never a trivial matter, especially this kind of resentment on the mountain where the face is completely torn between the two sects, and others do not gamble.

For the title of Chief Keqing, Cui Gongzhuang didn't need to bet on his martial arts future and his life.

If Liu Jinglong just handed the sword to Suoyunzong from a distance, he would leave after asking for the sword. He would climb the mountain all the way to raise Yunfeng and recognize his identity.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at that Yang Que, and asked with a heartfelt smile, "How do you know I'm not easy to mess with? You have to ask something before you decide whether to do it or not?"

Chen Ping'an admitted that he was very close this way, and Yang Que had no reason to look at himself so high.

Yang Que bowed his hands and replied in his heart: "I have a friend from Jian Xiu from his hometown who I met in the rivers and lakes in the early years. He has never been a guest of Suoyunzong, but he has some personal friendship with me. He returned home from the Great Wall of Jianqi. , Mentioned a few people to me, in their words, they were greatly admired."

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "The last name is very famous, and what mountain is it from? Sect Master Yang might as well talk about it, maybe I know it."

The sword repairman from Beiju Luzhou rushed to the Great Wall of Jianqi. Although there were a large number of people and complicated origins, both genealogy and wild repair, Chen Ping'an really remembered his name.

Yang Que apologized: "I won't say the name, my friend has his own unspeakable concealment."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Why, your sword repair friend, have you ever been to Sun Juyuan's mansion for a drink, or went to Yancheng Lane to find me for tea?"

Yang Que was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "Liquor shop, seal, gambling house. No matter how much, Chen Jianxian will not try."

Chen Ping'an thought for a moment, nodded, and narrowed his eyes, "For the face of your unknown friend, you can let it go. Asking the sword today has nothing to do with you. Anyway, this Suo Yunzong, Yang Que The title of Sect Master is a decoration, and the grievances with the Taihui Sword Sect are mainly because your uncle Feiqing can't keep his mouth shut."

Yang Que really took a step back, looking at his posture, he completely ignored the reputation of the sect, and planned to stay out of the matter with Cui Gongzhuang, the half outsider.

Wei Jing, who had become lonely in his own turf, couldn't help turning his head and yelling: "Yang Que! When you encounter the enemy, Wenjian, and retreat without a fight, you can stand by and watch Suo Yunzong's face! In the future, what kind of face will you Yang Que have as the sovereign, handing incense to people in the Patriarch Hall, and respecting the ancestors of the past?!"

The ancestor of the immortal has a very loud voice, and it is estimated that tonight, the ancestral mountain peaks, have heard these words.

Yang Que looked calm and whispered: "It's better than Suoyunzong who broke the incense in my hand tonight. From now on, Master Wei will sit by himself in the position of Sect Master, or leave it to the teacher and apprentice of Leuyue Peak. There is absolutely no complaint."

Chen Pingan shook his head with both hands and shook his head, "Don't be noisy, quickly give way. When we are gone, you will have a lot of time to chat while you are repairing the Patriarch's Hall overnight. Is it the elder's cleaning portal or the younger generation's deception? Master destroys the ancestor, all will follow you."

Then he glared at the martial artist of the nine realms, "You are a young man, no martial arts, a man of martial arts, irritable, impatient, uncomfortable, how can you do it, of the three, the old man sees you the most unpleasant. I'll tie you to a stone and sink into the water to plant flowers."

Cui Gongzhuang heard his scalp numb, and he immediately gathered the sound into a thread, and apologized to the sword fairy's secret words: "Chen Jianxian died of anger. Cui Gongzhuang had a clumsy eye before, and he was harmed by this Shilaozi's guest status. He accidentally offended Senior Jianxian. The capital crime is unavoidable, and the living crime is inevitable. As for how to punish you, Senior Sword Immortal can only speak, and Cui Gongzhuang has no other words, let alone complaints."

As a martial artist of the Nine Realms, he couldn't beat the resident Dedao Swordsman of this color in terms of his mastery skills, so he had to put on the Sanlang Temple Lingbao armor and the soldier's golden black armor.

Cui Gongzhuang even wondered whether the "young" sword repairer in front of him was Qi Tingji, the old sword fairy who founded a school in Nan Po Suozhou.

However, I heard that Qi Tingji is handsome and handsome, and this one seems to be inconsistent in appearance, Cui Gongzhuang is a bit unsure of the truth, but if it is the old sword immortal outside of the skin, there is still a blind eye to blind the monk Suyunzong?

Chen Pingan sneered and said, "Is it a capital crime or a living crime? You have the final say?"

Cui Gongzhuang's heart was horrified, and the complaints were endless. The four difficult ghosts on the mountain, and Jian Xiu was the first, so the most difficult thing was of course the highest five-level sword fairy in the border of Jian Xiu.

Wei Jingcui, the old immortal, turned around and left with a single sentence, "Yang Que, you can't do anything tonight. You take the initiative to give up the way, let outsiders abuse the Patriarch Hall, and stop me from doing anything." Suoyun Zong’s prestige was ruined."

On Yangyunfeng Mountain, there are countless golden threads forming the net. It is not easy for the ancestor of Feiqing to guard the wind. Fortunately, an immortal with great magical powers can't help but pinch his fingers, and the precious light flashes, making a secret technique of the sect. It turned into a palm-sized flying bird, carefully avoiding the strict golden sword light, a snow-white bird, blasting away like an electric wipe. At the same time, the moonlit hole on the side of Leakyue Peak suddenly lit up, as if a fairy bridge was erected to lead the ancestor back to the place of cultivation.

Liu Jinglong suddenly smiled and said, "I didn't finish the truth, did I let you go?"

Between Yangyun Peak and Leoyue Peak, the sword light of golden silk thread shredded countless bright moonlight, and the two colors of gold and silver complemented each other.

The snow-white flying bird transformed into Wei's quintessential figure seemed to be detained in a tightly fenced sword light cage.

With an angry shout, Wei Jing offered a golden figure, holding a moon-run mirror that is the treasure of the mountain, the mirror is shining, like a white dragon drawing water, condensing all the moon spirits in the deep pool of Leyue Peak Essence, a semi-celestial rank "Biluo" emerald green robe, forcibly broke through the cage, repaired the two swords on the Yangyun Peak, the old fairy raised his arms, and a graceful figure appeared in the treasure mirror The ascendant woman, the ribbon wavers, stepped on a bright moon, like an ancient goddess who drove the wind into the moon.

Liu Jinglong stretched out his hand, holding a long sword condensed from the light of the sword around him, and smashed it out at the mirror-holding hand of Wei's quintessential golden body.

Chen Ping'an knew that this swordsmanship was one of the famous swordsmanships of the previous sovereign Han Huaizi.

Great work cuts jade.

The most suitable for the fight between sword repairs.

Sure enough, not only was Wei's elite golden body physiognomy cut off by one arm, but under the impulse of sword energy, the whole arm was suddenly broken into the world, and the towering golden body of white jade fragments fell like rain, just like the white clouds on Yangyun Peak. The fairy crushed to pieces, and a snow fell.

It's just that the precious mirror and broken wrist of this fairy flying Qing are still hanging in the air, and the moonlight is pouring in like a waterfall, like a torrent of water, flowing from the cave of the Yellow River to the world.

Liu Jinglong gently shook his wrists, the sword light circled the arc, raised the cloud peak, and then a vision was born, the clouds and scales gathered like the city, the sky and the earth were red, the evening atmosphere gathered and the clouds rose. The tide takes the stars away, the sword light is shining the Milky Way, the sky is floating and the fish belly is white, the sky is white and the world is white and the world is white and the world is white and the world is snowy. There are many monks in the Cloud Sect. At this moment, there is no more Wei essence and golden body, only the sword of the Taihui sword Heaven and earth.

When Yang Que saw that the Moon Moon Mirror appeared, he felt a great hatred in his heart. The mountain master of Suoyun Zong inherited this treasure according to the rule, and was able to refine this mirror into a destiny. The essence is that Yang Que’s jade is not yet stable, and he cannot refine the treasure for the time being, so as to avoid errors. As a result, it has been delayed for three hundred years. But in fact, who doesn’t know the number" The Wei essence of "Feiqing", has already regarded this Zongmen Supreme Treasure as a forbidden thing, not allowing others to get involved, as the stuff of his own avenue? Wei Jingcui made a good calculation, and only waited for the descendant of the ancestral mountain peaks and his line to pass on again, and he entered the Yupu realm, and he had his own means to force Yang Que to change the lord, and then he would fly to the moon mirror. Didn't Wei Jingcui give his left hand and take it back with his right hand, just as a cutscene?

Chen Ping An came to Cui Gongzhuang, Cui Gongzhuang took a few steps subconsciously, and before he could hide his embarrassment with words, the man followed him like a shadow, came to Cui Gongzhuang, put his fingers together, and gently tapped the shoulders of the Nine Realms Wufu, just With such an understatement, Cui Gongzhuang's shoulders were slanted again and again, and one foot was already sinking into the ground. Cui Gongzhuang no longer dared to evade, his shoulders were severely painful, and he only heard the person admiring: "Soldier Jinwujia, I have never heard I saw it for myself, as a sword cultivator, it costs money to refine swords, and I am shy in my pocket. I have never had a lavish time to sell. I guess I can't afford it even if I see it."

Cui Gongzhuang oozes sweat on his forehead, endures the pain that his shoulder is almost broken, and trembles: "If Chen Jianxian likes it, the junior is willing to give it to the senior as a meeting gift."

Chen Pingan complained: "Send it? No. Just borrow it. Gentlemen don't take advantage of others, they just borrow me to appreciate it for a few days, and they will return it to you in the future."

Cui Gongzhuang smiled awkwardly, thinking that we should not meet again in the future. When the wealth was destroyed and the disaster was eliminated, Lao Tzu used a pill to send away the plague god.

Cui Gongzhuang still understands this kind of rules of the world, how the treasure armor of the soldier who he had left tonight was how he got here.

So Cui Gongzhuang looked determined and didn't feel distressed. The golden golden Wubaojia instantly condensed into a pill, bent over and lowered his head, offered it with both hands, and handed it to Chen Jianxian.

Chen Ping’an entered his sleeve, “If you don’t fight, you won’t get acquainted, and you will come and go often. If you come and go, you will be friends.

Cui Gongzhuang smiled bitterly.

Chen Ping'an watched him silently, just out of the corner of his eye, and glanced at the treasure armor of Sanlang Temple.

Cui Gongzhuang was puzzled, pretending to not know. Thinking of a sword fairy from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he couldn’t be so cheeky. He borrowed a Golden Crow Armor, and then thought about a Sanlang Temple Spirit Armor. Everyone went out and walked the rivers and lakes, and was not allowed to be a man. ?

Chen Ping’an said: “I don’t understand human words? Come and go, literally, how can I just practice boxing without reading. I came to Yangyunfeng today, yes, yes, right? This soldier Jiawan is just going, yes. Isn't it?"

The sword immortal in the blue shirt carrying the sword, when he said this, he put his **** on the shoulders of the Nine Realms Wufu, and continued to talk about the painstaking truth, "Furthermore, you are a pure Wufu. , Is still a great master of the nine realms who smashes the country’s great rivers and mountains. With martial arts, he is already protected by the gods. What to do with so many foreign objects, not to mention it, is also cumbersome and delayed. , But not beautiful."

Cui Gongzhuang endured the shock of his shoulders and the horror in his heart, stretched out his hand to twist the corner of the robe, and gently pulled, a piece of Sanlang Temple treasure was shrunk into a golden silk talisman, and he nodded with the sword fairy surnamed Chen: "What the senior said is extremely true, it is the younger generation that is slow."

Chen Ping’an accepted the priceless piece of Talisman Talisman, turned his fingers into his palms, and patted the other person’s shoulder, “I’m not a person who is destined, and I usually don’t give away the truth. I meet tonight. Send you an old saying, don’t frown and lose heart in your life. If you don’t believe it, turn around and look back."

Cui Gongzhuang lamented in his heart, endless, why is he a head?

Is it true that the sword repairs of the Great Wall of Sword Qi are all such virtues of words like flying a sword to the heart?

The palm of Chen Ping’s hand, with five fingers like a hook, grabbed Cui Gongzhuang’s neck, casually lifted it up, and smiled: “You’re thinking about it. The sword repairmen of the Great Wall of Sword Qi generally don’t have my good temper. You It’s luck that I ran into me today. Otherwise, you will be on the road to reincarnation by changing to Qi Lao Jian Xian and Mi Da Jian Xian. You will be on your way to reincarnation. Wrong? Wrong, it is your life money. In the next hundred years, I will ask Sect Master Yang to help me stare at you, and if I have an activity similar to today’s lack of morality, I will go to the Yunyan Country to the north to visit Grandmaster Cui when I am free."

Cui Gongzhuang's feet were suspended from the ground, and his eyes were bloodshot. He looked a little oozing, and his legs twitched a few times, like a grasshopper jumping a few times after autumn.

Yang Que's eyelids trembled as he watched.

Is this person really a sword repairer? Instead of a hidden martial artist?

Ke Qing Cui Gongzhuang's Nine

The foundation, among the mountain-top martial artists in Beiju Luzhou, is not too good, but not bad.

The reason why he was able to become the chief of Suoyunzong was that Wei Jingcui took a fancy to Cui Gongzhuang's hope in the future, and he was among the limits of the legend.

Chen Pingan frowned and said, "If you don't speak, you just don't agree?"

Cui Gongzhuang tried to take a sip of pure qi, but it collapsed on the spot, so his face turned red and purple, and then turned into iron blue, his hands and feet were drooping, and his eyes were a little dazzled.

Chen Pingan released his fingers, and the dizzy Cui Gongzhuang fell to the ground, squatting on the ground, coughing with his head down.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'm embarrassed to watch any play that is so clumsy. If I don't get up again, I will give you an eight-level martial artist in return."

Cui Gongzhuang immediately got up, took a deep breath, took a step back, bowed his head and clasped his fist: "Thanks to the predecessors for not killing, I am grateful. In the next 100 years, Cui Gongzhuang will be a man with his tail between his tail and closed the door to practice martial arts, no It was a waste of senior's advice today."

Chen Pingan sneered, noncommittal.

Liu Jinglong has already collected his sword.

The old immortal Wei Jing was nailed into a stone wall of Leoyue Peak.

Liu Jinglong asked heartily, "Would you like to take away the Moon Mirror?"

Chen Ping'an angrily smiled and said: "Is it true? We are here to ask the sword today, and it is not here to kill people and win treasures. This kind of thing spreads, you, the Sect Master of the Sword Sect of Anhui, don't want your reputation.

After that, Cui Gongzhuang's courage was broken. Sovereign Yang Que gave up the road and took the initiative to remove the prohibition on Yangyunfeng Ancestor Hall, allowing Liu Jinglong to gather the sword energy of the peaks, only turning the Ancestor Hall into four pieces.

Chen Ping'an drew his sword out of its sheath from behind, held Night Tour, swept across with a sword, and halved the ancestor hall of Suoyun Zongzuo.

Cui Gongzhuang was heartbroken at this moment, and the green shirt guest was indeed a sword fairy.

Two figures, Huahong left.

Suoyunzong went up and down, and the monks were like mourning concubines. The sect suffered from this catastrophe and was insulted. It was actually the Patriarch Hall that was demolished by two sword immortals and climbed all the way. Years lively?

Only the Sovereign, Yang Que, had a calm expression and no expression of grief and anger. He took out a clouded jade pendant from his sleeve. With a thought, he would activate the formation center and proceed to repair the Patriarch Hall. I never thought that the Patriarch Hall formation seemed to be asked again. With a sword, a horizontal line, the cracking sound of beams, pillars and walls, like the sound of firecrackers, Yang Que frowned, staring intently, and found the sword fairy named Chen Ping'an in Qingshan, sweeping with a sword. After cutting open the Patriarch Hall, a subtle crack appeared in the entire Patriarch Hall, which was not easy to detect, and the sword energy remained condensed, as if it had held up the upper half of Patriarch Hall.

Yang Que felt awe-inspiring.

Cui Gongzhuang rubbed his neck, feeling lingering, go to your mother's chief Keqing, I won't be able to lock Yunzong to wander into the muddy water after killing him.

Yang Que turned his head and laughed in his heart: "Chief Cui, the two petals of a flower are absolutely not the same. In the same way, a sword light won't fall in the same place, do you think so?"

Cui Gongzhuang hesitated, not wanting to part ways with Suoyunzong, it would make Yang Que and Wei's essence too embarrassing, so he found a compromise, gathered the sound into a line, and quietly said: "My title as a guest, can Keep it, but in the past 100 years, I will not participate in any meeting of the Yangyunfeng Patriarch Hall."

Yang Que nodded and smiled, "No problem."

Cui Gongzhuang exclaimed, "Yang Que, if you were a veritable suzerain, it would be fine."

Yang Que smiled freely: "It's difficult, fight for it."

Cui Gongzhuang took a deep look at this Yupu Realm and nodded his head in greeting. In the past, the Nine Realm martial artists who had interacted with the fairy Wei Quintessence more, made up his mind that they would have more contact with this Yang Que in the future.

Yang Que glanced at the Patriarch Hall, and simply put it aside for the time being. Anyway, it might be possible to change the Sovereign tomorrow, so why bother.

After Chen Ping’an and Liu Jinglong left the boundary of the Suoyunzong landscape, Liu Jinglong first sent a letter to the Taihuijian Sword Master’s Hall. According to Chen Ping’an’s intention, they did not meet there, but let Ning Yao and his party go directly to Longgong Cave. Chen Ping’an Then he sacrificed a handful of caged sparrows and quietly returned to the high altitude of Yangyun Peak with Liu Jinglong. Liu Jinglong felt that Chen Ping’an’s pigeon stele from Ghost Axe Palace was not meant to hide the traces, so he went straight Draw a formation, and then the two began to look down at the mountains and rivers, as if waiting for a rabbit.

Chen Pingan took off the sword gourd and started drinking.

Liu Jinglong was sitting cross-legged, and everything he could see was within the rules of his life flying sword.

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "The flying sword on the mountain is not difficult for you and me to catch up. It's just that the restriction is extremely difficult to open, let alone a large gate like Suoyunzong, don't make me wait in vain."

Liu Jinglong said: "I am still a little confident about the lifting of the ban."

Before the two sides had finished questioning the sword, Yu Feng left Yangyun Peak. Chen Ping'an said that the suzerain Yang Que, there must be a demon if something went wrong, and he couldn't just leave like this, he had to see if he had hidden his back.

Liu Jinglong accompanied Chen Pingan to this place, waiting to see if there were one or two flying swords from the peaks of Suoyunzong who left the mountain.

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and asked, "Yang Que, this person is very deep in the city. I tried it once at Yangyunfeng, but there was no result, so he simply made him feel that I had believed it. It was a bit like suspicion. I dispelled my doubts, and deliberately added too much. I almost believed it. I mistakenly thought it was the side road of the fairy master on the mountain. However, after traveling through the Suyun Sect, I don’t think there is only one Wei essence. You can make the style of Suoyunzong's door look like this bird."

Liu Jinglong handed over a thick book, "In addition to Qionglinzong, there are also some suspects. They are all on the top. It records that Yang Que has a compass refining method, which is not included in the spelling of Suoyun Zong Zushitang. It is claimed to be an assisted search for the mysterious world like Broken Hole, Heaven and Blessed Land. It was accidentally acquired by Yang Que when he was young. I have deduced this several times. It is not that simple. I think I can see through the identity of the monk the best, such as meeting me. , I guess that in Yang Que’s natal compass, there will be Taihui Jianzong, Liu Jinglong and other words appearing, and then connected in series, it is the truth, but this secret method must have some rules and restrictions, it is impossible to have no omissions, otherwise it is just This secret technique can cause Yang Que to kill him."

"This technique is simply an indispensable means to walk the rivers and lakes. If you have the opportunity, you must consult with Sect Master Yang for advice and study."

Chen Ping'an nodded, turned the booklet directly to Suoyunzong, and carefully scanned Yang Que's monastic career. Not many, just a few thousand words.

Just on the way to practice calligraphy, I still have a little experience, and I learned an unskilled Confucian calligraphy order from Gongdelin.

Liu Jinglong asked: "How many days do you plan to stay here?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "It's almost three days. I am anxious to return to Aquarius."

Liu Jinglong said: "It's okay, I can stay here for a while."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "You are the lord of a sect anyway, and it is not necessary to abolish the public for private purposes."

Liu Jinglong smiled and said: "Then you don’t know my master and Grand Master, how they used to fake public affairs for their friends when they were young, and then went to the Taihuijian Sect Grand Master’s Hall to be punished. Turned his head and laughed. It’s just that these things are not recorded in the files and unknown to outsiders. They are passed on from generation to generation within their own family."

Liu Jinglong suddenly narrowed his eyes, "Come here. I stay here and continue to stare to prevent other fish slipping through the net."

Chen Ping An stood up, Liu Jinglong glanced at the whereabouts of the Flying Sword, and reported a general position with Chen Ping An, and chose a hill as a place to shoot, let Chen Ping An use thunder to condense the wind and rain visions there. After intercepting the flying sword, and bringing it back here, Liu Jinglong will help to lift the ban on flying swords. Without sacrificing the ban on the landscape, he can take out the secret letter and read it, and then fly the sword after reading the content.

Among the air trainers, some of them have unique secret skills. They are often land immortals with no low realm. They will be called "fishing men" on the mountain. They do things like waiting for the opportunity to intercept the letter flying sword. The name is three years without opening and eating for three years, but after succeeding, the flying sword will naturally be destroyed, and there will be some clues. It is absolutely impossible for Liu Jinglong to "be intact and return to the original owner."

Chen Pingan went away quietly, and after about half an hour, he returned, cautiously holding a pocket flying sword carved with moire in his palm.

Liu Jinglong drew the talisman with his fingers, while distracting his mind and looking down at the mountains and rivers of Suoyunzong, while breaking the layers of restrictions on flying swords, it was a matter of course.

Chen Ping'an crouched on the side with both hands in the sleeves, staring intently. Liu Jinglong didn't care if the magical power of this talisman was secretly learned. As a result, Chen Ping'an stared at it for a long time and shook his head, "I can't learn it."

Liu Jinglong smiled and said: "On the way to the talisman, those who attack the big talisman seem to have cumbersome steps, but in fact they are often simple in context, but they need the secret of the sect. This is an invisible sky, and the flying sword spreads the letter. The landscape talisman needs to be dismantled. He has learned a lot of things and can’t catch the blind in any link. If you come to the outline and pull the collar, you can naturally solve it. For example, this Suoyunzong's flying sword of transmission is ingenious. Yuefeng’s moon soul “hook” pattern, matched with the reflection of the old dragon pond water pattern, and the true meaning of the strokes of Xiaoqingzhishan’s wall list book, the real difficulty is still mixed with a few secret talismans outside the sect. I like it Reading miscellaneous books, I just happen to understand."

Chen Ping'an nodded, "It just so happened that Liu Jiuxian said lightly."

Liu Jinglong stopped lifting the ban, raised his head and smiled: "What Liu?"

Chen Pingan laughed and said, "Liu Jianxian doesn't like drinking. If others don't know, I don't know it?"

After opening all the restrictions, Liu Jinglong took out a secret letter. It was a monk named Zong Sui of the Dragon Gate Realm named Zong Sui from Leoyue Peak of Suoyun Sect. He was one of the direct disciples of the ancestor of Yuan Ying and sent it to Qiong Lin Zong. A monk named Han Cheng. Zong Sui did not use the mountain gate sword house at Leuyue Peak, so he was very cautious.

Liu Jinglong reminded: "On page 39, there is a rough record of Han Cheng. I will pay more attention to this person in the future and find opportunities to add more content."

Chen Pingan turned to the page of the booklet.

Putting back the secret letter, Liu Jinglong was like a tourist in the garden at night, opening the door to Chuanxin Feijian one by one, closing the door one by one, without any minor omissions, and no footprints left.

In the next three days, Chen Ping An came and went, very busy, so he blocked Fei Jian from receiving the letter, Liu Jinglong was responsible for uncovering the letter, the two read the letter together, and Chen Ping An then let go of the letter Fei Jian. The vast majority of the letters were a whistleblower from the monks of Suoyunzong and his friends on the mountain. They took the initiative to talk about Suoyunzong’s inquiries about the sword. They had their own plans. There was even a ancestor who was practicing on the mountain. Break away from Suoyun Sect and get rid of the relationship, so as not to be hurt by the pond fish, you have to find another opportunity to show goodwill with the Taihui Jianzong, and let out a few good words on the mountain... There is a clear view inside the secret letter.

There are two secret letters, which were not signed, and the letter received at the top of the mountain is a small fairy house on the mountain that even Liu Jinglong has never heard of, but after this, Liu Jinglong will visit each.

One of the letters from Feijian was concise and contained three sentences.

The hidden official has reached the Suoyunzong and asked Liu Jinglong about the sword. Chen Pingan's cultivation is indeed an end martial artist, a sword fairy in the Yupu realm. This person is very likely to kill immortals, except for sword repair.

Liu Jinglong sacrificed his natal flying sword at Yangyunfeng. The rank is very high. It can be a small world of its own. The sword will be full of all things, but I don’t know more natal magic powers. The combat power must be regarded as a fairyland sword repair.

Quickly help me win the mirror and take the opportunity to frame Taihui Jianzong.

Chen Ping'an said, "Why are we both in the same realm, as if I can't beat you? What kind of eyes does Sect Master Yang have? No wonder we can't compete with Wei Feiqing."

Liu Jinglong replied: "Then I can help you modify the content of the letter, and it will be fine to hit a bunch of Ascension Realms. Come on, how many do you want to hit?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "Isn't it drunk again?"

What a good Liu Jiuxian, he has reached a table-like state where he can get drunk without drinking.

After quietly traveling with Yufeng and releasing the most crucial flying sword, Chen Ping'an returned to Liu Jinglong and waited three days in vain.

Before Chen Pingan planned to leave for the Dragon Palace Cave Sky, he would go to Yangyun Peak with Liu Jinglong, or go to the little school named Tonghua Mountain.

In the end, who is the master behind the scenes who can help Yang Que seize a moon-run mirror with such a method, not to mention the position of the sovereign, but also use the life of a fairy realm great monk as a capital to go to the Taihui Sword Sect. Splash dirty water.

However, Liu Jinglong said: "Before it's time to start and start the snake, I will go there and go to the vines first. Whenever I really need to ask the sword, I will definitely notify you as soon as possible."

Chen Ping'an nodded, Liu Jinglong did things the most appropriate, got up and said, "Be careful yourself."

Liu Jinglong got up and smiled: "Be careful."

Chen Ping’an handed out a pot of wine, “I saw the lady of the Qingshenshan before discussing the Confucian Temple. The other drinks don’t matter. Look at the Pianran Peak, so I won’t persuade me. drink."

Liu Jinglong hesitated for a moment, and still took the jug. The two sides are about to parte. Anyway, there is no reason to persuade wine.

Chen Ping'an did not put away the bird in the cage, and left without a sound.

Liu Jinglong didn't put away the natal flying sword for the time being, opened the jug, took a sip, it was good, when I had never drunk the Qingshenshan liquor sold in the liquor store, right?

Chen Pingan went all the way south and found Ning Yao and the others at the ferry crossing of the Dragon Palace Cave of the Water Dragon Sect.

Xiao Mi Li said that they had stopped by Duckweed Jianhu as a guest.

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

Shao Yuan Dynasty.

After strictly learning about the incident, the fairy monk was speechless, with turbulent waves in his heart, and unable to calm for a long time. He sighed and ordered someone to call that sternly, saying that you don't need to go out and follow Nanguang to practice the road.

In the past few days, the face was red and stern, as if falling from the clouds into the mud, dumbfounded, and couldn't help asking his ancestors what they were.

I was in a bad mood, and his face was blue with anger. Why did the ancestor know what the ass? God knows how an ascendant monk died suddenly at the gate of the mountain, his head was cut off, and he was lifted strictly. With one hand, he hit the stern figure and revolved dozens of times, and fell directly from the house to the courtyard. Strictly screamed away, his cheeks were swollen and swollen like a hill, and he stretched out his hand to cover his face, feeling anxious, and left sadly.

Jiuzhenxian Pavilion.

The owner of the museum, Yun Ye, and his fellow Taoist in the fairyland, looked at the secret letter from the sect where Nan Guangzhao was located, and they were relatively speechless.

As for the direct disciple Li Qingzhu, it is estimated that within a hundred years, he will faceless and go down the mountain.

Yunya put down the secret letter and trembled: "Heaven's heart is unpredictable, gods and ghosts are unpredictable."

His Taoist couple asked softly: "Who is capable of this swordsmanship and killed Nan Guangzhao on the spot, so that this Ascended Realm could not leave his mountain gate?"

Yun Yao said: "It's useless to think more, don't guess."

Even on the side of Taoists who are closely related to each other on the roads of the two sides, Yun Qi never knows everything and speaks without saying anything. He is unwilling and dare not.

In fact, the Taoist couple didn't know why, but Yunya knew in his heart that he didn't have to guess.

Certainly the handwriting of the City Lord of Baidi!

Could it be that Mr. Zheng was suggesting that he had included that sect that had no leader without Nanguang?

Earlier, a secret letter was passed to Aotou Mountain, asking myself for the white jade ganoderma. Is that why?

What Mr. Zheng meant, is he saying that you only need a half-celestial soldier in Yunya to earn a sect for nothing?

The sky is average.

It's just that the hilltop of Nanguangguang is a big sect. The original background is far from comparable to that of Meishan Sword Sect, so planning is extremely difficult. It was just a second thought that Yunya was very pleasantly surprised. Fortunately, Nan Guangguang is an old man who is stingy by nature, and only cultivated a Yupujing as the master of the embroidered pillow. He treated several direct and personal inheritances as such. In addition, the disciples and grandchildren are even more effective. Year after year, they have raised a litter of waste. So, without the sect of Nanguangguang, it is really no better than Meishan Jianzong? After all, it was supported by Nan Guangzhao alone. The genealogy masters with less than a hundred people on the mountain have more patience and energy to help the ancestors earn money.

Yun Ye's eyes sparkled, and his mood was agitated for a while, and his heroic spirit was dry. He must not let down Mr. Zheng's brilliant start!

In the Qingming world, Daxuandu observes.

Under a peach blossom tree, there is a child wearing a tiger hat.

There is a small pond outside the door of the hut in a foreign land, where the Taoist priests from Xuandu Guan helped to plant a pond of lotus. When the flowers bloom, their petals are long and wide, and the color of blue and white is distinct.

Whenever the wind passes, the fragrance of the flowers is light and swaying, it is really beautiful.

Since it was in the Qingming world, the Taoist temple on the mountain was like a cloud, and there were countless Taoists under the mountain, he just gave himself a Taoist name, Qinglian.

Today, Lord Laoguan came with one person and shouted in a loud voice: "Let's see who is here."

Bai also turned his head and looked around, smiling and asked, "Jun Qian, why are you here?"

Liu Sixteen smiled and said, "If you hear Mr. I say you are here, come and have a look."

Bai also helplessly said: "Laugh as you want."

Liu Sixteen reached out his hand and wiped his mouth, "I try to hold back."

Those who can be so invisible with Bai, there are many in the world, only Liu Shilu, who once went to the mountains with Bai to visit immortals.

Sun Daochang caressed his beard and smiled: "Bai Ye, the beautiful scenery is full of trees and flowers on a good day. The old man reunited the two without any problems. If you don't drink today, when will you wait?"

Bai also shook his head.

Liu Sixteen persuaded: "Drink a little."

Bai also nodded.

Having eaten hot pot in Shiwandashan, Ye Xiu Qingmi ate with great care and chewed slowly. After all, if he was not careful, he would be decapitated.

Aliang was full of wine and rice, patted his stomach lightly, ready to go south, and asked with a smile: "Brother Qing Mi, do you think Yufeng travels far away, not talking about the sword, should he stand horizontally as if he is in the water, or stand upright? It’s more chic. Don’t you know, this problem has kept me tangled for years."

Feng Xuetao had no choice but to say with ignorance: "As long as it is you, Aliang Yufeng, everyone else will look at it."

A Liang nodded, "Talking from the bottom of my heart."

Feng Xuetao was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Aliang, don't you usually need to practice swords? Nothing to figure out what to do."

A Liang smiled and said: "You have a brain disease, it's all in the Ascension Realm, and you still ask such naive questions, do you need to practice the sword? I don't think about this, why?"

Feng Xuetao endured it.

After all, this guy is the first 14-level sword repairman in the world after Chen Qingdu, the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

A Confucian swordsman in the vast world, however, was among the fourteenth realms in the Qingming world, breaking the realm well, and falling in the wild world, the decline was unambiguous.

A Liang suddenly asked, "Brother Qing Mi, do you know which fairy is the best in the world?"

Feng Xuetao shook his head and said nothing.

A Liang said, "Of course it's a small waist fine."

Feng Xuetao didn't hear the homophony. It's just that Aliang is in trouble again.

"Let's go, take you to beat the small waist!"

A Liang waved his hand, "The ugly thing is ahead, if you have a bad waist, you can't beat it."

Feng Xuetao thought that he had gone out of a hundred thousand mountains, and he would ignore it all the way, and follow the Aliang power all the way to the south. When he saw a wild sect, he would smash one.

I never thought that it would be a dinner of laughing Yan Yan, a drunken fan, and a monster monk.

At the banquet, Aliang and the demon monk in the fairyland greeted each other with joy and praised their brothers and sisters, each of them complaining about their hard work.

A Liang is very much like a native sword repairman in the wild world, and the monster monk of the mountain master's words is very much like a gas trainer in the world.

This mountain, in the early years on the other side of Tuoyue Mountain, made a large sum of immortal money by smashing the pot and selling iron. The monks on the mountain had never been to the Great Wall of Jianqi, and went to the vast world.

A Liang held up a glass of wine, and said solemnly: "Generally speaking, the wine bureau rules, and the guests do not bring guests. I broke the rules and I have to fine three glasses."

It said awe-inspiringly: "Where and where, your friend, Al-Liang, is like a good brother who cut chicken heads and burned yellow paper with me, what are you polite, take this place as your own!"

He lifted his chin, endured the distress, and motioned to the female cultivator, and quickly went to the warehouse on the top of the mountain again, and then gave the dog day a pot of the treasured Diluo River Water Transport Immortal Brew. This thing is extremely rare, and it is impossible to buy it with money.

The monster monk in the fairyland seemed to know A Liang very well, and shouted a group of fox beauties, graceful and graceful, wearing tulle, looming.

A Liang glanced at it, seemingly disappointed, and he waved his hand and said three words.

next batch.

A Liang quickly explained: "I don't care. It's my friend. It's better to take a few mouthfuls. He has a high-level vision and is very troublesome."

It laughed heartily: "Good things, good things, celebrities are really heroes!"

Feng Xuetao felt that if Yasheng was here, he wouldn't be swearing, could he directly beat Aliang to death?

After drinking, Al Liang flushed, squinted Feng Xuetao, winking his eyebrows, as if to say, I understand you, if you still don't look at the beauty, you can change it.

At the banquet, there were waves of beauties of various colors.

The fairyland finally sent Aliang and the one who still didn't know his name, together.

It secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he listened to the persuasion. Otherwise, if we meet again today, it will not be as simple as drinking and reminiscing.

At the banquet that year, Al-Liang hooked his shoulders to it and said with a smile. In the future, if he is in the Great Wall of Jianqi in half of his hometown, as long as he meets it on the battlefield there, or hears that it has been there, then If you owe drinks, you can't pay it back.

A Liang and Feng Xuetao Yufeng fell on a hill thousands of miles away, and Feng Xuetao asked in a deep voice, "Don't you just eat and drink all the way?"

A Liang twitched his mouth, "What do you want, when the wild world is really a land of wind and snow? I advise you to prepare early. Once anyone shows up and blocks the way, it must be a bad fight."

He raised his thumb and pointed behind him, "My friend, Mimi must have passed the trust of Yueshan with his sword."

Feng Xuetao asked: "Are you not angry?"

A Liang knelt down, looked into the distance, and said calmly: "It’s hard to get a wide glass of wine because the road is narrow. I don’t understand this? You are brothers when you drink, and you can talk about the mountains casually. The way to go."

If it doesn't, ten percent will be booked by Tuo Yueshan.

Therefore, A Liang's trip was not a drink of his friends.

Feng Xuetao was born in Yexiu, and he felt very positive about it and nodded, "It makes sense."

Unknowingly, some people like the local customs here, and there are not so many rules, or the rules here make Ye Xiu Qingmi like it very much, and he is good at it.

Feng Xuetao asked: "Aliang, can you ask something, what is your natal Flying Sword, what is it called? I haven't heard anyone say it. There is only one, or more than one Flying Sword?"

A Liang turned a deaf ear to it, just knelt on one knee and twisted a handful of mud with his hands, gently crushing it, squinting his eyes and looking into the distance.

Feng Xuetao said: "Someone is following us?"

A Liang stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry about these cats and dogs for now, we continue on our way and get together back together, so I don't need to look for things."

Feng Xuetao knew that this guy next to him would always say something that people thought of as bragging, but it was not.

Ah Hao just came back to his senses just now, "What did you ask before?"

Feng Xuetao said helplessly: "My life is flying sword."

A Liang smiled, "I like to drink, there is only one in the rivers and lakes, so there is only one flying sword in my life."

Feng Xuetao was very curious, "What about the name?"

A Liang turned his head and smiled hippiely: "If you are an enemy to me in the future, ask the sword and you will know."

Feng Xuetao sighed, not daring to say anything.

Knowing that Aliang was implying that in this wild world, in the future, he would encounter the kind of life and death danger that hangs by a thread.

Aliang has only one natal flying sword, named Drinker.