Chapter 845： Invincible

Nowadays, the qi-trainers who are visiting the Great Wall of Jianqi are crowded and crowded, making people uncomfortable.

You can see all the scenery at no cost.

About Mo is attributed to the famous name Wei Dajianxian of Fengxue Temple, but no one dared to take the initiative to approach this side. When passing by, they would intentionally or unintentionally approach the other side of the city.

At this moment, some people are already guessing where the pair of Taoist couples on the mountain came from, and they have the courage to sit at the head of the city between Wei Jin and Cao Jun.

In fact, Cao Jun belonged to the light of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, so people would be curious about his identity. In the end, there are two ways of saying that one was originally a descendant of Cao Xi Laojian Fairy in Zhenhai Tower, Nan Po Suozhou, and the other one was originally beaten by him in his early years. The congenital sword embryo that shattered Jianxin's heart, at most, asked about one more thing, did the left and right hand out one sword or two?

So during the time he came to practice swordsmanship, Cao Jun was very upset, thinking that Lao Tzu was a real Swordsman in the Yuan Ying realm. Apart from this site of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, where can't you find a sword fairy in the world? ?

Cao Jun remembered something and said to Chen Ping An, "By the way, there was a wandering Taoist who claimed to be your uncle. He chatted casually with Wei Dajianxian and me. He was very aggressive and had a big frame. What's the background?"

Cao Jun had been to Lizhu Cave, and the Cao family's ancestral home was in the Niping Lane. He naturally knew that Chen Ping'an's family had no relatives.

Chen Ping’an said: “Of course it’s not my uncle. Maybe it’s yours. Next time you meet again, you will just shout like that. I promise it’s nothing bad, believe it or not.”

It is Wu Shuangjiang who is undoubtedly, but I don't know if he has found the old deaf child.

There is no fourteenth realm cultivator in the world that is easy to provoke. A cultivator, the higher he climbs, the more he knows this.

And Chen Ping’an is now a cultivator of the Jade Profound Realm. If the road to practice in the next hundred years is going to be smooth, he will become an immortal, and become a soaring, but that is said to be "Xuan Zhi and Xuan, Xuan outside asking the Xuan" the fourteen realm combination There are no clues about the opportunity, which makes Chen Ping'an feel very powerless, because it is absolutely certain that people like Zheng Juzhong and Wu Shuangjiang who never hug the Buddha's feet must have been prepared for the rain as early as the fifth stage. , I figured out the path of harmony and how to go.

Cao Jun was puzzled. The two seemed to like to talk like this. Is that Taoist really a distant relative of Chen Ping An?

Cao Jun asked tentatively, "Is that guy a certain ascending monk with a hidden identity?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, "It's not ascension realm, nor sword repair."

However, the palace master of the Qingming World Expelling Palace was a fourteenth realm great monk, and he also imitated four fairy swords.

Cao Jun smiled and said: "Then I still recognize a fart relative, it's not a matter of taking advantage of it."

Chen Ping'an doesn't matter, anyway, the account of lie to you to come to the Great Wall of Jianqi will be evened. It is you Cao Jun who will not seize the opportunity.

Cao Jun smiled and asked, "Nowadays, there will be fairy sisters in the city every day. You should have seen it on the way just now, so you are not angry at all?"

Fatty powder, Yingying, Yanyan, Qingling, I, I, I, traveling, enjoying the scenery, leisurely and leisurely, enjoying the scenery everywhere, leisurely traveling, few swordsmanship, and many training men.

Even if Cao Jun had visited the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the future, he knew that this was incompatible with the Great Wall of Sword Qi that had once killed the world.

Chen Pingan shook his head.

Cao Jun looked at this guy's face, not as if pretending to be indifferent, so he became more curious and couldn't help asking: "Why? Leave me with you, keep seeing one fight one, see two fight one pair."

Chen Pingan said: "This is the meaning of the Great Wall of Jianqi."

With the Great Wall of Sword Qi standing here for thousands of years, there will be a great peace of life for thousands of years.

Cao Jun sighed and rubbed his face with both hands. He came late, so he should come early and shouldn't miss the battle.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look at Ning Yao, and asked: "What did this guy say just now, I was a bit distracted, I really didn't hear it."

Attempting to take advantage of the opportunity of being overwhelmed by the Great Dao of Wild World, to check the battle situation in this hinterland of the world, was a pity in vain. Just doing this, I can't get distracted.

Ning Yao said: "He said that someone stole the gravel from this half of the city at his feet and brought it back to Haoran."

In fact, Ning Yao didn't care about such things. The Great Wall of Jian Qi in her heart is Jian Xiu.

As for the other half, because of Chen Pingan's harmony with him, the Confucian Temple did not make any special rules, and there was no explicit stipulation that no foreigner was forbidden to climb to the top of the city. But only four words were given, conceited. The gas trainers who have traveled far here know the seriousness of the stakes, and of course they dare not go there to get in trouble. God knows if there is any weird and weird restriction over there. The only inside story that can be determined is the city head over there, which seems to be the place where the last hermit of the Great Wall of Jianqi was practiced.

Ning Yao frowned and asked, "Why doesn't the Temple of Confucius restrict this matter? Isn't there a saint who accompanies it?"

She doesn't care, it doesn't mean that Confucian Temple can act so unclearly. Since you can't figure it out, still have the face to stay here?

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "This is a kind of respect from the Confucian Temple to our Jianqi Great Wall."

Ning Yao wondered: "What's the solution?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Regardless of the size of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it will be handled by the sword repairmen of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Ning Yao nodded, and said to Chen Ping An, that bit of grudge disappeared in his heart.

She suddenly stretched out her hand and gently held Chen Ping'an's hand.

The reason why Ning Yao was at the inn and offered to accompany him here was to reassure him a little bit, not to make him more worried.

Because she could feel it, Chen Ping'an became even more worried after coming here.

Chen Ping’an laughed softly: “It’s okay. I’m just used to being in a daze here. I won’t be able to change it for a while. As for my worry, it’s actually okay. I’m too worried and not worried. Between the two, A compromise is enough, and I will take care of my measure."

Just like the bumps between the love between men and women, in fact, women’s emotions that make men confused are justified in themselves. Recognize her emotions, and then help to ease the emotions. When the woman is no longer angry, then come to calm her heart. Talking about yourself is the right way. This is called taking a step back and thinking, and applying what you have learned in order. Once you skip the previous link, everything will stop.

Ning Yao turned his head and glanced at the opposite half of the city, and asked, "If you ask someone over there about the sword?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Then you can break your wrist with Wei Dajianxian. If only the winner is divided, I will definitely lose, but if the two parties are agreed not to leave the city, there is no suspense. I live and die. "

The heart of the Fengxue Temple Great Sword Fairy with the horizontal sword on his knees moved slightly.

Ning Yao and Chen Ping'an had no words in the dialogue.

Chen Ping'an turned his head and smiled: "It's not illegal to brag, right?"

Wei Jin laughed: "Anyway, whoever is the official has the final say."

Chen Ping’an threw a pot of Baihua Niang to Wei Jin, “Wei Keqing is the old customer of my wine shop. You used to be said to be the bully of Tianzihao, and I was so angry that I was in the summer palace. I can’t get out of my body, otherwise I have to be one person and one sack. By the way, this is not an ordinary Baihuafudi distilled rice, the saint of ceremony has not drunk it for many years, so Wei Dajianxian must take it easy, or it will be ruined. This pot of priceless and marketless wine."

Where there is a lack of alcohol in life, there is only a shortage of friends who are willing to invite people to drink.

Besides, there is one thing that Chen Ping’an never personally mentioned with Wei Jin. For the first time in his life, he saw the so-called fascinating style of a sword fairy. In fact, it was not Alian who accompanied him all the way, but At the mansion of the married woman ghost, the sword fairy of Fengxue Temple opened the sky with a sword. It's just that, if there is a chance in the future, I will be able to drink high on the wine table with Wei and Jin, and it will not be too late.

Wei Jin caught the wine jar, uncovered the red paper with the mud seal, raised his head and took a sip, his eyes lit up, and he nodded and praised: "It turned out to be really good wine!"

Chen Ping’an didn’t care about what “should be” with Wei Jin, so he quickly reached out his arm and held the piece of red paper that was drifting away in his hand. After putting it in his sleeve, he didn’t forget to add, “If you don’t mind, I’m done. Wine, return the empty wine jar back to me."

Wei Jin asked earnestly: "Do you have anything left? I can buy the next jar of wine. You can bid at will. I will buy a few jars if you don't have enough money for Gu Yu. I can borrow it from someone. "

Cao Jun was very greedy, rubbing his hands and asked: "Chen Ping An, it's not appropriate for you to be so favoritism? Don't forget that we are fellow villagers and neighbors in an alley!"

Chen Ping'an twitched his lips, "Wei Dajianxian is my down-and-coming guest, how old are you? You really want to ask me for a drink. Would you like the glutinous rice distilled rice from my hometown? It's delicious and not expensive. Guaranteed low prices and good quality."

Damn, I haven't asked you to settle the old account in Ni Ping Alley, but he has the face to mention his neighbors from the same town. This Cao Jianxian is really forgetful.

If it weren’t for Cao Jun’s visit to Tongyezhou, he used to follow his brother to guard the gate leading to the colorful world, then in Zhengyang Mountain, Chen Ping’an would mistake him for the first-line peak master. One of Tang’s descendants passed on to the sword fairy.

Cao Jun sneered and said: "What is the guest on the mountain? They are nothing but money. Of course, I am not talking about Wei Dajianxian and Chen Ping'an. I will give you Luopo Mountain as a named offering. Even if the ranking is at the bottom, for example, whoever wants to be worshipped in the future, first pass the last stage to worship Cao Jun. If this is passed, you will have a lot of face in the Fallen Mountain, right, I am a Nascent Soul Realm Swordsman anyway. What's more, maybe the day after tomorrow will be the Yupu state, take a pot of wine and change it to worship, how?"

Chen Pingan rubbed his chin, "Luo Po Shan is about to establish the next clan, it is indeed short of manpower."

Cao Jun laughed and said, "The biggest advantage of my life, Cao Jun, is that I don't care about fame. It is better to worship the last seat of the next sect!"

Chen Pingan tossed Cao Jun a pot of Hundred Flower Stuff, "That's OK."

Ning Yao reminded: "Just your delivery method, you can't keep a few jars of stuffed flowers, you can visit Aunt Feng again and find a reason, such as welcome her to Feishengcheng as a guest?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, "This is a good starting point. It is estimated that Wutanjiu will start."

Cao Jun was more sentimental than Wei Jin. He took out a wine glass, poured the wine, sniffed, toasted a sip of the wine, and took a sip.

He drank the wine and asked in his heart: "Wei Jin, Ning Yao has always been such a woman?"

It is indeed different from the legendary Ning Yao who kills monsters on the battlefield and only practices swords outside the battlefield. It is simply not as famous as meeting.

Wei Jin said: "I don't know."

Cao Jun continued to inquire, Wei Jin said: "I only know that instead of secretly speaking to me, you should openly ask Ning Yao."

At this moment, Wei Jin suddenly remembered that the young woman Jian Xiu was an ascendant.

It was Ning Yao who followed Chen Ping'an. It was not like an ascending sword repairer. He had a reserved edge, soft eyebrows, and a light weather. He looked like the first person in a colorful world.

Chen Ping'an looked at the ground outside the city and was carefully scrutinized by Tao Ting Taoist fellow back then, so there must be no chance of picking up the big leak.

Moreover, in recent years, monks from other villages have come and gone, many of them are hermits. The vast battlefield outside the city must be eaten by plowing dogs, and it has long been digging three feet.

Gently holding Ning Yao’s hand with one hand, and raising the other, Chen Ping’an pointed to the distance and introduced her several ferry crossings and the gates of Guixu with his heart. The three ferry crossings of Bingzhu, Zoma, Dimai, and the vast world opened up here. It is still expanding and moving to the south, especially the ground crossing city created by Mo Jiajuzi. It is becoming larger and towering into the clouds. It is the only sight that Chen Ping’an can see relatively clearly on the city’s head. The city can garrison 200,000 troops, and with the expansion of the city, it can eventually accommodate 300,000 dynasty cavalry forces and arsenal supplies.

In addition, there are more than 12,000 qi-trainers who are proficient in mountain construction and organism, relying on two ferry crossings to build a majestic city that can be moved.

In addition to the farther gates of the four return routes, Tianmu, Shenxiang, tattoos and sun pendants, there are great constructions in the surrounding areas, and the monks and mountain troops continue to rush to the wild world.

Sword boats, mountain ferries and intercontinental ferries continue to pass through the return to the market channel that looks like a dart from the **** of water, escorting the forces of all continents in the world to travel to the wilds. In the past, only Ascended Realm.

It is not surprising that the great monk can cross the two worlds.

Listening carefully to Chen Ping’an’s words, Ning Yao suddenly asked: “Dali Confucian Temple really helped to repay the biggest foreign debt owed to the Mo family?”

Chen Pingan said, this debt was originally an astronomical amount of fairy money. Therefore, the frontier army dispatching of the Dayi court has become more and more at ease. In addition to the big creditors, like Liu Jubao and Zhongtu Yu from Aiaizhou, it is very easy for the Song family to compensate, and they have their own Tongyezhou mountain and mountain to do it for them.

It seems like brother Cui Yang does things and never leaves any mess.

Seeing Chen Ping'an start to be startled again, Ning Yao withdrew his hand, Chen Ping'an returned to his senses, and continued to talk about the awe-inspiring advancement of the world.

The territory of Haoran Jiuzhou is headed by Mrs. Lushuikeng Dandan, who nominally controls the land and water transportation of the world. Almost all Jianghe Zhengshens of higher rank will shoulder the responsibilities similar to the escorts of the rivers and lakes. Under the command of the palace and government, the narcissus officials and the spirits of water descendants opened up temporary ferry crossings in the water to connect the ferry boats from all continents.

Now three of the Great Lakes monarchs including Li Yehou on the Moon Lake, after the Confucian Temple discussion, have been promoted to the next level and become the monarch of the sea, and they are divided into the world.

In addition, the Confucian Temple also reopened Dadu's canonization. After Beiju Luzhou Jidu and Baopingzhou Qidu, a group of new Dadu Gonghoubo and Shuizheng were successively sealed off. The old Jiao in the Fengshui Cave of the Qiantang River in Baopingzhou has just been promoted to be the uncle Li Li who has filled the vacancy of Qi Du. Chen Ping'an also heard that the Dali court seemed to have deliberately asked Yang Hua, the **** of water of the Tiefu River, to fill the temporarily vacant post of Changchunhou.

The Haoran monks who came to this barren world one after another, stationed in Sandukou and Siguixu, can be described as taking a leisurely moment. By virtue of various magical skills, they drove a large number of talisman warriors and puppet spirits to open mountains and move rivers in the barren world. , Move to the lake and build a large formation, only to say that the merchants are at the gate of the four major Guixu, worthy of the name, throw money like rain, change the weather, add the spirit of the world, and let the air trainer rely on the mountains and rivers to make the landscape alive Gathering together, and the cultivators of the farmer and the pharmacist, planting the immortal plants and grains, calling on the wind and rain, changing the geographical advantages, the mountains and waters, turning the barbarian miasma land into a place of cultivation, or a good land suitable for cultivation...

Ning Yao asked: "The three continents of Tongye, Fuyao, and Jinjia, the barren world must have grabbed a lot of supplies. Now where is Tuoyue Mountain used?"

Unconsciously, he shook his hand for Chen Ping An.

Chen Ping’an shook Ning Yao’s hand slightly, her fingers were slightly cool, and she squinted and said with a smile: “In the previous discussion of the Confucian Temple, this matter was the top priority. In fact, many people ignored it earlier. Without definite clues, no one can give a detailed answer."

After drinking a jar of Hundred Flower Stuffed Rice, he tossed the empty wine jar back to Chen Pingan. Wei Jin said, “Previously, Qi Tingji and Lu Zhi came here just for a while, and soon they each brought a group of Dragon Elephant Sword Sect. Jianzi, rushed to the two ferry crossings, Bingzhu and Zoma."

After all, the Wei and Jin dynasties still bear the title of a famous guest clerk in the name of Luopo Mountain, and he has his share of the ceremony of Zhengyang Mountain.

Cao Jun, who was already half a monk of the Luopo Mountain, remembered something, turned the wine glass, and said: "Although the Confucian Temple has warned that it is not allowed to leave the Qiqi practitioners privately, even if they have gained something outside, they will still not be counted in the battle. There are several trainers who do not follow the rules and travel across the border without authorization."

Chen Pingan said: "It is profitable. What is the result?"

After taking a sip of the wine, Cao Jun curled his lips, "What else, people die for money and birds die for food, I really thought that the barren world is a place where you can travel freely, and they all died suddenly, not only the body was gone, there was no trace left. It seems that even the monks of the Yin and Yang family couldn't deduce the reason afterwards."

Cao Jun poured another glass of wine, "I heard that just a few days ago, there was a fairyland Jinjiazhou wild repair at the entrance of the Huixu passage. I can't remember the name anyway. This buddy probably feels dependent on it. The realm and the escape technique are available, so I sneaked up to a demon clan’s hilltop sect and retreated if he wanted to rob his house. Guess what?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I can't guess."

"Such a mellow wine, without a few dishes."

Cao Jun sipped a mouthful with regret, "When he came back, only half his life was left. It seemed that he had consumed a half-celestial soldier's natal creature before he managed to save his soul and fell directly into Yuan Ying. This guy In fact, I was very cautious. I first sent a puppet to explore the depths, and there was nothing wrong with it. Then he showed up, and then immediately ran into a group of young monks, who seemed to be waiting for him to fall. Entering the trap, he couldn't see the face and the number of the opponent clearly, just blink of an eye, that's how it ended."

Chen Pingan said indifferently: "Similar to fishing, catching the big and letting go of the small, they are hunting the monks of the upper five realms who specialize in the awe-inspiring world. The merits of the battle are given away for nothing.

A fairy who couldn't even remember Cao Jun's name. After Chen Ping'an returned to Haoran, he had never heard of any fairy cultivators on the Jinjiazhou battlefield. Pei Qian had not mentioned it, and he had never heard of it at the Confucian Temple.

Chen Ping'an suddenly frowned and said solemnly: "No! Wei Jin, you immediately fly a sword to send a letter to remind Master He who is sitting in the sky to be careful of this person!"

"This fairyland wild repair, death is really dead, and it is still dead!"

"God knows who the last one returned alive is sacred, even if it's just a so-called Nascent Soul monk, it can still make a lot of noise."

Wei Jin shook his sleeves, a sword light flicked out, and went to the sky to remind the Confucian Temple to accompany the saints.

The sage who sits here is named He.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked, "Which way is it?"

Cao Jun said first: "Tattoo."

Chen Pingan changed his mouth and said: "Then you don't need to fly the sword to spread the letter, you can take it back, so we won't be self-defeating and startling the snake."

Wei Jin was too lazy to ask something, and directly withdrew the Flying Sword.

At the Tianmu of Guixu, the two vice-chiefs of the Confucian Temple and the Three University Palace worship wine, arranged together.

In the village of God, there is Fulu Yuxuan who can return to the world at any time, and the great celestial master Zhao Tianlai of Longhushan is said to carry his sword and travel far away in the wilderness to find the old ancestor who moved. There is also the real fire dragon who has already made a shot in the wild world, and the ambitious Beiju Great Sword Immortal Bai Chang.

On the tattoo side, the Baidicheng Zheng is in the middle, the big-end woman Valkyrie Pei Cup, and the great monk Huaiyin, one of the ten people in Middle-earth, and Guo Ooting, the ascending monk monk of Tieshushan. Sovereign Liu Xie of Tianyao Township in Fuyao Zhou, Liu Xiazhou female immortal Congqian, she is also the master of Song Ai Fudi, in Congqian's sect, her identity is a bit similar to Jiang Shangzhen who holds a cloud cave blessed land in Tongyezhou .

Sun fall. There are Su Zi and Liu Qi. Dali Song Changjing, Yugui sect master Wei Ying.

Cao Jun asked cautiously: "I really don't need to remind you a few words? If we don't know about it, we will be on the side of the Confucian Temple afterwards and be charged with carelessness."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No."

Cao Jun angrily said with a smile: "I drank and drank slowly, Chen Ping'an, you should also do things leisurely, don't make me just practice the sword here for a few days, so I didn't have the chance to make a sword, so I gave the Confucian Temple back to Haoran. The world, go directly to give you the last banquet of the next sect!"

Chen Pingan was too lazy to explain anything, but a voice rang in his heart, "Excuse me, the hermit, why is this?"

Obviously it was the inquiry of the husband.

Chen Ping’an replied inwardly: “Mr. Zheng is staring over there, no mistakes can be made.”

This old Master He, who came from the sub-sage lineage, has a very good relationship with his husband. Even if there was that three-four dispute, he still did not delay the old master's initiative to find him for a drink. He also heard from his brother Mao Xiaodong personally, that the old brother Cui Ying After betraying Wen Sheng's line, Master He stopped in private, but couldn't stop it, and even cursed in person. Therefore, Chen Ping’an explained a few more words and said in his own mind, “The sudden deaths of the previous groups of remote monks, and the unsuccessful investigations of the monks of the Yin Yang family, can be regarded as a blinding method of the other party, which seems to be a barren world shot. , It’s very clean and tidy, just for the real messiness in the future, most of which are waiting for this chance to be delivered by yourself."

"For example, assuming that'this person' is the plague god, it will be very troublesome, and the younger generation dare to be sure, this assumption is definitely not the worst situation, once it is true, it is indeed the plan of the monster race, and no one on our side notices it. , Then the situation will only get worse. One carelessness will result in disasters that can easily affect hundreds of thousands of people. The younger generation knows that during the previous discussions of the Confucian Temple, they were prepared for all kinds of accidents such as the plague. I'm afraid that the other party is thinking about it without thinking."

Old Master He asked: "For the sake of caution, why don't I fly the sword alone to send the letter, so as not to alarm the tattooed monk, but also remind Zheng Juzhong?"

On the Great Wall of Jianqi, Chen Ping'an is no longer just a direct descendant of cultural heritage, but also a hidden official.

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Of course, it's because I didn't think thoroughly."

He Fuzi smiled.

The old scholar's Wensheng line, it is rare to have a good-tempered scholar.

As for the series of seemingly nonsense movements by Chen Ping An at the Confucian Temple, the old master didn't feel how aggressive Chen Ping was, but a young man had to do it.

Old Master He quickly got a letter from the tattooed Feijian, Baidicheng Zheng Juzhong only had two words about business affairs, "Known."

In addition to the business, there is another sentence, let the sage **** Chen Ping'an, "Help me talk to the hermit, and you can come to tattoo when you have time."

In fact, Old Master He did not mention Chen Pingan in the previous letter to the tattoo.

The Confucian Temple responsible for sitting in the sky to accompany the saints and sages, raised his eyes and looked at the distance, then lowered his head to look at the blue shirt on the top of the city.

The latter is certain that Zheng Juzhong has already known the truth, and the former is certain that Chen Ping'an is returning to the Great Wall of Jianqi.

Ning Yao asked, "Would you like to see Zheng Juzhong?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, "Forget it."

Facing the giant of the magic road, it was not easier than facing Wu Shuangjiang, the pressure was so great, it was exhausting, and it was even worse.

I really don't want to be called Mr. Chen by Zheng Juzhong anymore, it just made Chen Ping'an's creeps.

Chen Ping An leaned forward.

In this half of the city, in addition to a few surnames, the big characters engraved on this half of the city also have Alliang's fierce characters that are similar to those of a drunk.

After being cut into a huge gap by the great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain, it is broken into two pieces, which means that the ancient formation has been broken. The indestructible and "always one" sword-qi Great Wall can no longer escape the invisible time. The impact, other than that, the remaining half of the seat that has not been exposed to Chen Ping'an Hedao, exposed to the sun, wind and rain, will damage the city wall. But as long as there are no major monks fighting here, even if they stand for thousands of years, there is no problem.

Moreover, the large and small gravel left over from the city wall can indeed be used as a kind of superb material of heaven and earth. For example, the grindstone used as a magic weapon can be regarded as a kind of imitation dragon slicing platform. There is a huge disparity, in addition, even if it is just polished bricks and inkstones, it can be used as a desk confession for a mountain teacher or a literati scholar.

At the beginning, this place was reduced to the jurisdiction of the barren world. Chen Ping’an joined half of the road, and the other half, the sword Xiu Longjun, one of the great demon of the old throne, was responsible for staring at Chen Ping’an. Close to the city, even staying at the corner of the wall, there will be life worries, there is no reason for the barren world. It was just that during the years when he fell into the wild world, he was safe and sound, with almost no loss. I never imagined that it was re-incorporated into the Haoran world, but it was beginning to be thief.

Ning Yao said: "Go by yourself, I'll look elsewhere."

Chen Ping'an nodded, jumped off the top of the city, and the blue shirt on the back of the sword flashed.

Ning Yao got up, went to the north of the city, and walked on foot in the empty land.

Among the strokes of the engraving in the city head, it is like a mountain plank road with a wide road.

There are more than a dozen monks, both men, women and children. The two elders who are the guardians of this line deliberately set a distance with the younger generations and walked side by side to prevent the children from being uncomfortable. The younger generation’s experience at the foot of the mountain, the Xianfu sect often likes to have a good relationship with the mountain tops. It is not only as simple as having a mutual reference. If the inheritance of the ancestors’ incense depends on the generation of disciples to add fragrance and continue the lights, then it is with their own The incense on the mountain outside the door, this kind of travel is one of the best ways.

These two guardians, the man is like a man under the mountain, but the woman is a girl, but in fact, the true age of the latter is a hundred years older than the former.

A hand-written inkstone hung on the man's waist. It was an old inkstone with deep ink marks. The inscription was engraved with an immortal poem. He softly said with emotion: "The strange scene hanging in the sky in March, we can't see it."

The woman hovered over her shoulder with a Tonghua bird resembling Luanfeng. She smiled and said, "The sword fairy Dong with the lettering on the head of the city is indeed superb with swordsmanship. It is a pity that I could not see that scene with my own eyes. The bright moon in the sky fell into the world, even if I just wanted to Just thinking about it makes one's mind swaying."

"I heard that the pure sword intent that has been accumulated for thousands of years here is a gift left by the sword immortal. There are so many threads, and the number has not been scattered for thousands of years. It is said that the city has soared to the colorful world and taken half of it. Afterwards, many of them were stolen by those brutal sword repairmen from Tuo Yueshan. What a pity, what a pity."

"Anyway, we are not Jian Xiu. My biggest regret is that unlike you, I didn't see the female sword fairy with a swing on the top of the city with my own eyes. I don't know how beautiful Zhou Cheng is."

"I also have this regret."

A little far away from these two men and women, there is still a group of people busy. It is a few Nan Po Suozhou fairies who have traveled together on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. They are opening a mirrored flower and water moon. It is just a picture scroll seen by the monks in their hometown, and the picture must be blurred. Up. If it was Aiaizhou and Liuxiazhou that were farther away, let alone the faces of the fairies, it is estimated that even their body contours would be unrealistic.

During this long trip, they and a mountain baggage rented two square-inch objects together. Women traveled and there were too many belongings. How can one square-inch object be enough? Whose objects have more objects and occupy more land? Others, all of them are like mirrors, but don't talk about them, they are all close sisters and sisters, and they care about this, and it hurts their feelings.

One of the fairies, wearing a dress in the style of a dragon girl, took out a landscape flower and bird roll. After spreading out the ground, there was a scene of flowers and trees growing, one after another, and birds stayed on the branches. , Twitter, this fairy occupies the scene of this picture at this moment, graceful posture, holding a small celadon bowl, gently throwing it to feed the birds.

The remaining fairies, standing outside the scroll for the time being, were whispering.

"The sword immortal Wei Dajian from Baopingzhou is worthy of being born in the Fengxue Temple Shenxiantai. He is really graceful and full of immortality. When you look at it from a distance, you will be excited. Don’t laugh, don’t laugh, who was almost going to go before. Talking to Wei Jin?"

"The appearance is not inferior to that of Fu Su, just a few more glances will earn you money."

"Wei Jianxian is really good-tempered. Yesterday we were on the city head side, and he didn't stop him, but the guy who winked at us was a bit obstructive, and his face was not thin, he even licked his face to look at us. Get in there."

"It was said that it was a certain sword fairy embryo in Nan Po Suo Zhou, which broke Jian Xin to the left and right. Later, I went to Baoping Zhou. I don't know why I came here to practice swords again. It depends on me.

"Hey, that woman, seems to be the Patriarch of the Red Xingshan Mountain in Surabaya, Zhu Yuan with the Taoist name "Tong Xian"?"

"It must be, because I recognize Jia Xuan, who was born in chess in the Gengyun Dynasty. I have seen it once from afar. It is said that he and Zhu Yuan almost became Taoists in their early years."

Elsewhere on the plank road, a group of people are picking up rubble everywhere. This place is about a battlefield where there are fierce fights. It is rare that there are so many rubble.

One of the guys picked up only one of them, the size of a palm. He squatted on the ground, smiled, and was satisfied that he could polish it into an inkstone for his own child. The little rabbit is not a sword repairer, but he faces the Great Wall of Jianqi. Longing very much. And the man himself is a pure martial artist with a golden figure, half of it travels the rivers and lakes, not where to go, half of the reason is to be able to show a few words to his children, so he came here, because it is similar to the Red Xingshan in Surabaya. Relationship, follow here.

At the edge of the plank road, someone appeared out of thin air, wearing a blue shirt, long coat and cloth shoes, and a sword on his back.

The uninvited guest said blankly, "Put it back."

The man with the golden body state of Wufu was the first and only one to put down the gravel in his hands.

The rest of the gas trainers from the two middle-earth hills just got up, turned around, and no one was willing to give up the gravel that was about to become something in the bag.

A ancestor monk from the Patriarch of Hongxing Mountain in Surabaya, gently tossing the gravel in his hand, sneered: "Where is the troublesome ghost, you can hold it when you are full, can you manage it?"

The man in the green shirt who didn't know whether he was a sword repairer nodded and said, "I can control it."

"Academy disciple?"

"No."

"That's looking for smoke?"

"try it yourself."

The young monk weighed it up, if by any chance he was the leader of the difficult ghosts on the mountain, he might not have been able to fight it. After all, he came here to travel and even carried a sword on his back. Maybe he was a sword repairman. Besides, when I was away from home, I was taught by my teacher not to cause trouble, so I started to make sense, "The Confucian Temple did not say anything, and no travellers were allowed to take away the rubble of the city wall. They only said that monks were not allowed to fight or use attacking techniques. Why are you nosy?"

I never thought that the person came directly: "Looking back, I asked the Confucian Temple to make up this one, and I would chop my hands when I stole the rubble."

Everyone was startled at first, then burst into laughter. Come on, you can rest assured, this kind of guy can be beaten casually.

The man also shook his head and laughed. How can there be such a young man who brags and doesn’t make drafts. He hesitated for a while, gathered the sound and reminded: "This little brother, don’t cause trouble. Mr. Jia is the one who travels to Xian Pavilion. Second Xi Keqing, although it is not the immortal family of the Zongzi head, it is not something ordinary people can afford, let alone Master Zhu or the patriarch of Hongxing Mountain. You can persuade you to go. The Confucian Temple does not care about it, you There is no need to manage."

The squatting man picked up the gravel again.

It's a pity that the young man who didn't know the heights of the sky turned on deaf ears.

The man smiled instead: "Say it again, put it all back."

Then said to the man: "You can make an exception."

The man laughed, and the more young people talked, the more they became utterly meaningless.

The disciple of Jia Xuan smiled and said: "Fuck your mother..."

The next moment, for some reason, the ancestor of the Patriarch of the Youxian Pavilion faced the wall, bumped his head, his mouth was full of broken teeth, and all of them fell apart.

After holding the blue shirt with one hand, he held down the head with one hand and twisted his wrist gently. The pain was so painful that the boy was heart-piercing, but the door was stuck to the wall, and he could only whimper and vaguely.

A female sister from Hongxingshan who wanted to rescue the man, her sleeves swayed, her hands were stern, each offering a water and fire spell, like two ropes of shining light, twisted and smashed in the air. To the back of the green shirt.

As a result, he was also inexplicably detained by the person, and he pressed the back of his head and slammed into the wall. The woman's originally handsome face was suddenly worn to blood by the wall.

Two guardians, a man and a woman, at the same time, the wind rushed and the Yufeng came, Jia Xuan said angrily: "The thieves dare to commit murder!"

That Zhu Yuan had just sacrificed a destiny, and the next moment she knew that she had a bad feeling, Jia Xuan seemed to slam her head into the blue shirt, was slapped against the door, her wrist was turned over, and Jia Xuan was instantly hit on the ground. His body bounced on the ground before he fell limp and passed out on the spot.

When Zhu Yuan was about to stop, she was slapped on her face with a slap. At the moment before she fell into a coma, she only heard the green shirt say, "What is regret?"

Chen Ping'an wiped the palms of his hands, as if wiping them clean, and said to the pure martial artist, "You can take it away."

The man silently put down the gravel in his hand.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, I mean yes."

The man silently picked up the fist-sized rubble again.

Then it's up to you.

Wearing a green shirt, disappeared.

The others were at a loss, looking at each other.

A heart sounded in the hearts of everyone, "An individual is dumbfounded. Get out of here. You can run as far as you can. He is the hidden officer of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so he wants to kill here. Anyway, I, He Shou, will definitely not stop him. , Because I can't stop it."

The man looked dull and opened his mouth wide. In shock, he looked down at the gravel in his hand, and felt that he had returned to his hometown and he could brag at the wine table. No one stopped, no one stopped.

After the Confucian Temple lifted the ban on the Shanshui Mansion, two of the besieged scenes gradually spread on Haoran Tianxia Mountain.

In the first game, of course, it was the battle of Fuyaozhou, known as the "spectacular under heaven". Bai also took the initiative to show up with his sword, one man and one Taibai, and the sword picked half the throne.

The second scene took place in the earlier battlefield of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It is rumored that many young sword repairmen from Jiashen account in the wild world besieged and killed Chen Shiyi, the last hermit of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

A well-deserved duel on the mountain.

One is a battle for genius among the younger generation, and it just so happens that their respective realms are not very different. Only the difference in numbers between the two sides is more interesting.

The four sword repairmen of Jiashen account who carefully set up ambushes and besieged the hermits, without exception, except for their excellent kendo talents, they are among the hundred sword immortals of Tuoyue Mountain, all of them are in the front, and all of them are extremely prominent, almost reaching the sky. The background of mentorship.

Li Zhen was the closed disciple of the great ancestor Tuoyueshan in the wild world. Rumor has it that he used to practice swords in the city for many years, but now he is missing.

Geta is a big disciple of Liu Chakai Mountain who once ranked among the fourteenth realms.

Yu Si is a sword repairer who was called "the son" by the old concubine of the old throne. Appeared in Tongyezhou, and finally disappeared without a trace like Lizhen.

Tan, the old master of Yiluohe, the direct disciple of the Throne Demon Yangzhi.

Liu Bai, one of Wen Hai's close disciples of "The Great Thief".

And the people who rushed to the battlefield to support and attract were the ascendant sword repairmen who later became the co-lord of the wild world.

A siege with no suspense about the victory or defeat, the hidden official turned out to kill Liu Bai.

Ask the fist with the person, and hand a fist to the opponent's face.

Before Yu Yufu's head hit the wall, afterwards there was the dispute between Gongdelin and Cao Ci in the Confucian Temple. Why, asking the punch is asking the face? This style of boxing is really unique.

Fight on the battlefield, picking women to start.

I heard that the sword repair was white, but she was a pretty demon-clan female cultivator who I saw pity.

This hidden official turned out to be a wonderful person.

It's no wonder that as a foreigner, you can find a high position of the last hermit in the Great Wall of Jianqi!

It’s a pity that several Shanshui Dibaos, including the Zhongtu Shanhaizong, mentioned the hermit’s name and hometown. The rest of the mountain sects seem to be tacitly understood. Most of them got some hint from the Confucian Temple after the discussion. .

It's also a shame that the Confucian Temple didn't reveal a certain secret matter, otherwise the monk Haoran's discussion of this siege would directly occupy the entire page of the Jiuzhou Shanshui Di report.

Because Li Zhen went to heaven with Zhou Mi, and now takes over the highest position of the armored man in the old heaven.

And that Jian Xiuyusi, who was born in the "land of the sky" in the wild world, is also one of the highest gods in today's new heaven, incarnation of the water god.

However, gas trainers like Jia Xuan and Zhu Yuan who came to travel far away here did not have time to receive the Aquarius Mountain and Water Diploma, and they did not see the copy of the mirror image.

Chen Pingan returned to the original place of the city, sat cross-legged, and waited quietly for Ning Yao to return.

Cao Jun tutted: "Who said that he was not angry before? And, Chen Ping An, your habit of beating people and cheeks, please change it later."

Chen Pingan remained silent, but silently raised his head and looked towards the sky.

Earlier in Dali Capital, Aunt Feng asked about something in the Huoshen Temple. Chen Ping'an helped Mr. give the answer, in exchange for twelve jars of Baihua Niang.

The answer is only four words, please enter the urn.

And there is a calculation of "bigger than the sky" hidden in this, it is a "please enter the urn" that is destined to be unprecedented.

Is it just for Zhou Mi who went to the sky? Is it just for Wen Hai Zhou Mi to enter the old heaven and no longer wantonly do harm to the world?

Of course not, still not enough.

During the discussions in the Confucian Temple, Chen Ping'an was taken to the top of Suishan Mountain by the Holy Spirit and met the Most Holy Master.

Then I contacted the abbot of the saint of worship and the ancestor of the Three Jiao ancestors who were watching the riverside discussion, an unbelievable test, and gathered many monks of the fourteenth realms besides Zheng Juzhong.

So Chen Ping'an finally wanted to understand the bigger calculation of senior brother Cui Yang.

Once lost in the Caiyun game of Baidi City and failed to beat the Haoran Embroidered Tiger, the last thing in this life, as if he was the scholar of the first disciple of Wen Sheng, was in front of him On a chessboard of heaven and earth, Cui Yang was the only one who invited the Most Holy Master, Buddha, and Taoist Master to sit together.

It seems that Cui Huang not only needs to be careful, even if he succeeds in ascending the sky, he still falls short, and can only lose badly.

He still has to teach the world to teach patriarchs.