Sword of Coming - #1207 - Chapter 1207: It snowed heavily

Chapter 1207 It Snowed Heavy

There are a lot of flowers in the mountains, and white clothes make wine. Chen Pingan, who appeared later, picked up the bowl of sorghum wine on the table. He is also a person who eats a lot of food and steals a hundred styles of boxing. He really found a treasure. He called you a fellow daoist, which is very appropriate, and asked: “Fellow daoist, tell me your wonderful story, so we can get it.” As a side dish.”

The female cultivator couldn’t help concealing it, and she couldn’t hide anything. The Qingbai two people who were standing and sitting saw everything in their minds and scenes, and they could see clearly, just because a picture of walking on a horse and looking at lights related to her life experience had appeared on the top of the mountain. The profound memories of the past are those painted patterns that resemble real people. Those whose memories are blurred are gray and white portraits. Those whose memories and reality are unclear, the pictures presented are chaotic. It turns out that her alias is Xu Jiaoqie, the real name of the Yaozu Xiao Xing, whose Taoist name is Youren, was nicknamed Xiaogeng by her master. Her real body is an ancient bird that has not been recorded, and she likes to fly around the world with fire. Later, the emerald green feather coat and robes made from immortal sloughs were given the name “Big Appearance” by the preacher.

The demon in white gloated and said, “It’s really a bird. Miss Xiao almost succeeded in this innocent disaster with sinister intentions and years of planning.”

Chen Pingan, with the golden eyes of the jade hairpin on his head, smiled and said: “A Nascent Soul Realm warrior who can be loyal to Luopo Mountain after his memory has been reshaped, comes with a magic robe of half-immortal soldier rank, and a description The methods of Mei Ke and the tailor, and you can also learn a secret knowledge of the barbaric priest, it is really a lucrative business, making a lot of money and making a lot of money.”

The demon in white sneered, “This kind of shady method can only deal with Qi practitioners who are lower than myself, and it is not a superior method.”

Chen Pingan in the green shirt took a sip of wine, and stared playfully at the savage female nun with a bleak face, “The big-looking magic robe fits the skin of the eyebrow painter and the inside of the seamstress, coupled with our strict control of details and careful attention to detail.” Putting it all together, isn’t it that under the Ascension Realm, whoever she looks like is whoever she looks like? Coincidentally, when she dozed off and wanted to sleep, someone brought a pillow. I believe that the slough of Sovereign Han in his hand will not be hidden for long. After all, fire cannot be covered with paper. I am afraid that Sanshan Fudi will soon notice something is wrong, but if Miss Xiao, who is good at acting, goes to Tianmu Mountain The Academy, with Wen Yu, the deputy head of the mountain, can play a play, which may temporarily dispel the doubts of the Wan Yao Zong Patriarch Hall? Why not be more cruel and let Miss Xiao go to Sanshan blessed land to have a…dove occupying the magpie’s nest? Dead man Well, where is it not a dead man?”

Xiao Xing has outstanding talent for cultivating Taoism. Since she can remember, she seems to be able to learn everything quickly, and because of some unknown relationship, there is no threshold for learning anything, and there is no worry about being greedy. There was nothing left to learn, so she began to go down the mountain to practice, and she likes to travel around the world all year round, collecting all kinds of allusions from barnyard officials and unofficial histories, especially delving into the well-created Wilderness Shuiyun Wen, because she is determined to write a book about the wilderness world. . When the war started, Xiao Xing, who was the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm before he was a hundred years old, was named and recruited by Tuoyue Mountain. In the first battle, he was hit by Ning Yao’s sword energy on the battlefield, and almost fell into a state. It is estimated that Ning Yao still does not know that there is such a number one demon clan earth fairy as her.

The devil in white put his arms around his sleeves and said with a smile: “Miss Xiao is really a hard-working person. She deliberately planned to get revenge, and she gave up her life to avoid it. As a result, the enemy didn’t even know who she was, and she didn’t even have the qualifications to be remembered. So I had to vent my anger.” No one else, after all, Miss Xiao has not been completely blinded by hatred, she still knows more or less in her heart, knowing that she will never be able to avenge Ning Yao in this life, she is the most legitimate person in the world, definitely not an ordinary ascension Realm Sword Cultivator is comparable.”

The drinker in Tsing Yi showed a look of admiration, “Miss Xiao took a shortcut that is very correct and saves worry and effort. She kills two birds with one stone. If she hadn’t been caught out today and had the retreat at the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm, she wouldn’t have to face the inevitable invincibility.” Ning Yao is the heart demon of Zhizi.”

The demon in white smiled and said, “Century-year-old Nascent Soul, ordinary genius?”

The drinker in Tsing Yi sighed, “You must be a genius if you say something stupid.”

Xiao Xing outside the picture scroll of life is like a woman without clothes, being judged by others at will.

In the following scene, Xiao Xing landed on Tongye Continent together with Guiyou Tent. While recovering from her injuries, she hated Ning Yao in her heart, and at the same time shuttled around Tongye Continent’s palace libraries, collecting ancient and rare books. The “Girl Dou Kou” who wears a sword and is actually a sword repairman is a long-time friend in her boudoir. The sword repairer Dou Kou’s natal flying sword is a “fierce ghost”. Before Tongyezhou completely sank, the two parties had parted ways, and the friend Dougao was nowhere to be found. Xiao Xing used a master’s secret biography, which was able to hide his realm and disguise himself as a mortal, and he was able to follow the refugees into the Ouhua Blessed Land to take refuge. With the help of Fengsilang’s supernatural power similar to the identity of the Qintian Watcher Qishi, she deduced it. Since Chen Ping’an is Ningyao’s Taoist partner, and she can’t go to the colorful world where Feisheng City is located, she will exhaust all her knowledge and skills. The method must seriously injure Chen Pingan’s vitality and interrupt the avenue. Xiao Xing feels that this is more likely to destabilize Ning Yao’s Taoism than any loss. Earlier, Chen Pingan said that she was a dead soldier, which was right in his words. Xiao Xing never thought of returning to his hometown alive, and at the price of his own life, he cut off the way to the top of the last hermit official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, and let Ning Yao has been regretting that sword handed out all his life. If she wants to remember Xiao Xing’s name all her life, is there anything more beautiful than revenge in this world? !

The devil in white sighed, “Sure enough, if the fortune falls to the bottom, it will be very prosperous. It’s just a random thread. This can be a surprise.”

The drinker in Tsing Yi is like an ancient deity who is flawless and flawless, “Sword Cultivator Cardamom, okay, I will remember you.”

While speaking, Xiao Xing’s life picture scroll is like a long river of time flowing backwards, like the pages of a book being turned back with a rattling sound, the drinker in Tsing Yi stretches out his hand again, and holds the girl who looks like a saber

Sword cultivator Dougao made a hanging portrait of a figure for Mi Tuo, which he put into his sleeve. If she is one of the troublemakers behind the scenes in Tongyezhou, it would be a bit interesting. It can save a lot of trouble, even the sneaky and hard-to-find golden core talisman monk can be caught together.

The content of the final picture scroll is how she laid out this blessed place of lotus roots. She opened a bookstore in the city and hired workers to engrave books day and night. She has acquired a lot of her family property, never thought that Xiao Xing would carry a few corpses of plague gods with her, and she is also a mountain doctor who is proficient in alchemy and herbal medicine.

“He is a genuine genius. No wonder Tuoyue Mountain wants to invite a Nascent Soul Realm to come out of the mountain by name, and leave his hometown to be a guest of Haoran.”

The drinker in Tsing Yi put down the empty bowl and praised, “Now I’m just curious about one thing, who first encouraged Miss Xiao to enter the Ouhua Paradise, I don’t believe you noticed this opportunity from the very beginning, there must be some expert advice , You only made up your mind to be this dead man after confirming that what he said was true through the means of Feng Silang.”

Xiao Xing looked at a loss.

Obviously not a disguise.

The drinker in Tsing Yi clapped his hands lightly, “Fei Ran? Zhou Qinggao? Or Xiao Xing who the two birds met together?”

When he said these two names, Xiao Xing buzzed for a moment, his mind and soul seemed to be pulled tens of thousands of times in an instant, and his whole body was like a sieve, in a pile of river sand from the deepest memory of people. Trying to pan out one or two grains of gold, but in this process, Xiao Xing will suffer. The demon in white smiled and reminded, if she continues to screen like this, she will become an idiot. The drinker in Tsing Yi sneered, “Old Sword Immortal Qi has a good saying, young people should pay attention in their next life.”

No matter public or private grievances, no matter who you want to compete with for revenge, it doesn’t matter, as long as you use your best means, each will decide the outcome according to his ability.

But who gave you the courage to scold Ning Yao?

Sure enough, two grains of “gold” were sifted out from the deepest part of the memory where the Qi Palace of an inconspicuous acupoint in Xiao Xing was stripped and sealed again. Zhou Qinggao.

Feiran used the flying sword and the secret method to cut off the Dao mark, and looked at the woman whose eyes were blurred between reality and dream, so that she would mistakenly think that she thought of entering the Ouhua Paradise, and with the help of Chen Pingan and Ning Yao to have a curveball With the idea of ​​revenge, Feiran said to himself: “Friend Youren, you have to erase these traces, how offended you are, you will definitely not remember seeing us, and you don’t need to remember this meeting, but it may not be the case in the future, I just hope that Fellow Daoists don’t have the chance to remember what happened today.”

Zhou Qinggao moved his lips slightly and did not make a sound, just looking at the shape of his mouth, he was saying something in the words of Dali official, Chen Yinguan, but I still hope that Miss Xiao will remember this one day, and look forward to the next time we meet in the wilderness, Do a replay.

The devil in white smiled and said, “These two guys really miss you more than the infatuated woman. I guess that as long as you are willing to betray Haoran, brother Fei is willing to give up the position of co-lord of the world, and brother Zhou is more willing to serve as a **** for you. “

The drinker in Tsing Yi paid no attention to it, stretched out his fingers and gently turned the white bowl, “After reading the touching stories of Miss Xiao, the wine in the bowl is also finished, and it’s my turn to treat guests. I will give you a bowl of wine in return. You write a wonderful landscape story.”

Xiao Xing screamed: “No!”

The next moment, in the brothel, Jiang Shangzhen saw the scene that almost gave him goosebumps. The savage female cultivator who lost her luster and was dazed for just a moment, then “woke up” and slept full, like waking up from a big dream , she shook her head slightly, and looked at Chen Pingan in white clothes with pure golden eyes. The first sentence she spoke was, “Mountain Lord, let me search for the trace of that monster beast?”

Jiang Shangzhen was dumbfounded.

How did you do it?

Use the Nascent Soul Realm to control the Nascent Soul Realm?

A cultivator is inherently tenacious and tough, so how can he talk about an earth immortal who has achieved success in cultivating the Tao? It is not easy for a great monk on the top of the mountain to tamper with the memory of a qi trainer whose realm is quite different. If there is no difference of two or three realms, it is impossible to succeed, not to mention that the great monk must have a lot of secret methods to have a chance to do it. Only then did he dare to take this ruthless hand, and only talked about how to “cut off” the monk’s memory, tearing off those complicated veins, branches and leaves, is the first hurdle, and then how to fill the memory, fill in the blank, and the old state of mind, seamlessly and naturally , it is necessary to make all the train of thought reasonable, and it is a higher pass, otherwise, if there is a little carelessness, a Taoist heart born in the monk’s nature will notice something wrong, and a kind of evil will appear in the small world of the human body. As a result of the catastrophic collapse of the world, Qi practitioners will either become idiots with their minds turned into ashes, or they will easily become mad. A barbaric female cultivator, a Nascent Soul Realm who dares to enter the Ouhua Blessed Land to make troubles, has a strong Taoist heart, one can imagine.

Jiang Shangzhen thinks he can’t do this kind of feat, and I’m afraid that Lao Er Xun, who is in the Ascension Realm, still can’t do this step.

Chen Pingan looked up at the railing on the second floor, and said with a smile, “Chief Zhou, then I will retire.”

Jiang Shangzhen was speechless.

Following Chen Shanzhu’s line of sight, the woman turned her head to look at the green-clothed scholar with frosty temples, turned around and clasped her fists, the charming woman with flying eyebrows introduced herself with a smile from her heart: “My name is Xu Jiaoqie, and I am the sword master.” The unnamed disciple of the old deaf son of the Great Wall of Qi, who was instructed by the hidden official, took the lead in leaving his hometown and secretly sneaked into Tongyezhou. In fact, I met Chief Zhou for the second time. Scholars are here to stir up trouble, so it was inappropriate to greet Chief Zhou at that time.”

Jiang Shangzhen looked embarrassed, “Okay, okay, hard work.”

At the time of parting, Chen Pingan said with a heartfelt smile: “Chairman Zhou, a clone of mine will come to you soon, and he will take you and Xu Jiaoqie to the mouth of the well. The well is left by the old temple master. No accident, you can enter the Mirage City of the Daquan Dynasty through this road. If it is a road of mutual exchange like returning to the ruins, you can return to the blessed land. If it is a one-way road, Chief Lao Zhou will walk by Go to Yulindu in Yunyan country, help to preside over the overall situation there, and hand over a letter to Wen Yu personally, I have one thing to ask, if Wen Yu agrees, then Xu Jiaoqie may need to use Han Yushu’s Vice Immortal, if Wen Yu thinks it’s inappropriate, forget it, don’t force it.”

If it is normal, Jiang Shangzhen will definitely not refuse this kind of glamorous event of traveling the rivers and lakes hand in hand with beauties. Frowning his brows means that Chief Zhou is sabotage and ignorant.

It’s just how Jiang Shangzhen sees Xu Jiaoqie’s permeation, what kind of red sleeves add fragrance, the woman in front of him is much scarier than the mountain wild ghost, but after all, it is the job of the chief priest, Jiang Shangzhen has no reason not to make a trip Mirage City and Yulindu. When Chen Pingan in white disappeared out of thin air, Xu Jiaoqie obviously also got the instruction of the mountain master, and he clasped fists with Chief Zhou. The old Jianghu, who was groping around among the flowers, knew that she used some kind of secret technique to seduce people’s hearts, so in the eyes of others, she was like a newlywed bride, who looked at her beautifully, and would hesitate to talk to everyone she met.

As one of the avatars of Taoists, after leaving the sect where Xiao Xingfu Puppet belonged, and went to the four corners of the lotus root blessed land, he successively found four native sword cultivators who had just been born, moved them with reason and affection, and finally succeeded After convincing two of them, they are willing to go to “Tianwai” to see the scenery of the outside world. Chen Pingan made a gentleman’s agreement with them. Before making a decision, you must go to Luopo Mountain or Fox Country to say hello.

One is a noble lady from a certain boudoir in Gyeonggi County, Nanyuan Country. She is obsessed with frontier poems and sword celestial beings in books. Her wishes come true and her dreams come true. Earlier, she threw a bright red dagger from her palm.

One is a bearded hero who rides a donkey’s back and walks mountains and rivers with a sword. He drank heavily on the donkey’s back, swayed, and gave a breath of alcohol to the bumps, and it turned out to be a jet-black sword pill.

The woman’s name is Mai Qing, she was worried about a marriage arranged by her parents, and she was happy to go out to relax, so she left a letter and sneaked out.

The hero’s name is Ge Shu Longshang, a general of his family for generations. He used to be a border military general in the former Northern Jin Dynasty. He had a bad relationship with the new emperor Tang Tieyi, so he simply resigned and traveled far away.

Previously, one person rode a donkey, and the other person stood by to guard against the wind. They talked about speculation, and along the way, they talked about how to change the current phenomenon of the mourning of various national studies.

On the way, there were questions and answers.

White bowls and wooden basins, porcelain vases and pottery urns, can they really build the world and accommodate thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in a square inch?

Can.

Tortoiseshell yarrow, tiles and stones, can all tell good and bad luck, and determine people’s fate?

not necessarily.

The woman with a stomach full of questions may have only asked one question because of her thin skin.

There are only a handful of people out there who have attained the Tao like Chen Jianxian?

There are heaven and man outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky, and there are no more or less numbers of land gods and the like.

As for the woman in the grassland outside the Great Wall, and the young Taoist priest in the Qianqiu Temple in Yuezhou of Songlai Kingdom, they declined the kindness of that “Chen Jianxian” and chose to stay in their hometown.

One person asked the son if he could get married. One person asked if he was a Taoist.

This is called non-speculative half-sentence.

Chen Pingan, one of the Taoists in the blessed land, used the fairy method of the sun and the moon in a pot, and sent the woman and the hero here, handed them over to Jiang Shangzhen, and then returned to the sky.

Dare to love this trip, someone Jiang really has to cuddle up against the red and lean on the green in the battle of makeup, the mountain master understands me.

As a result, when Mai Qing heard that the other party’s name was Zhou Fei, she was so frightened that her face paled. ! How is that Chen Jianxian different from the unscrupulous businessman who kidnapped a woman?

Jiang Shangzhen had a draft for a long time, with a calm expression, he explained with a smile that he only had the same name as Zhou Fei. In fact, he had a sworn feud with Zhou Thief of Chunchao Palace, so he deliberately changed his name to Zhou Fei in order to catch him out. He fought desperately with him, and swore not to be a human being if he did not take revenge. Looking at the man in green shirt with a sad face but firm eyes, the woman who is not experienced in the world believed it. The bearded hero at the side frowned slightly, did he jump when he met an immortal?

Jiang Shangzhen sacrificed a talisman boat and took them to the address of the well pointed out by Chen Pingan. Mai Qing stretched out his hands to smash the white clouds beside the boat, and asked seemingly casually, are there many people like Chen Jianxian who practice Taoism in the outside world? Jiang Shangzhen is half a bucket of water on the mountain like me, let alone a genius, the ground material is not considered, there is a lot outside, but there are very few romantic figures like Chen Jianxian. Mai Qing remained calm, but she was full of slander in her heart, look, the man’s words are deceiving.

Xu Jiaoqie sat upright, and said from the bottom of her heart: “Can I ask, how did Jiang Jianxian enter Luopo Mountain to be the chief priest?”

Jiang Shangzhen’s scalp was numb, and he really wanted to ask the girl how did you become such a virtuous person, and he gave a perfunctory answer, “I hit it off with Chen Shanzhu.”

When I arrived at the unremarkable dry well in the countryside, there was a verdant sycamore leaf hovering over the mouth of the well.

Ge Shulong took off the jug and took a sip of the wine. His life experience was wandering, and he really felt like a fallen leaf floating like a person who fell from a building.

Jiang Shangzhen put away the talisman boat and jumped into the well first. Without Jiang Shangzhen’s reminder, Xu Jiaoqie squinted her eyes, held her breath, and it was obvious that she was the queen.

Ge Shulong pinned the flagon on, jumped forward without hesitation, dazzled, as if falling into a illusory place, all he could see were colorful fireflies flying fast, just watched for a while, his body was not bad The sword cultivator started to vomit, and felt that he had vomited bitter bile water. When his feet hit the ground, the man’s figure was shaking, but he saw Zhou Fei, who was full of aggrieved face, had untied his bun and was wiping the hair on his head. Stains, Ge Shulong smiled awkwardly, Zhou Fei smiled, and then the bearded hero was hit on the head, with gold stars in his eyes, lying on the ground on the spot, the woman sitting on him hurriedly stood up, just now Wanting to apologize a few words, he just bent down when he opened his mouth. Ge Shulong is worthy of being a battle-tested military commander. With a skillful roll, he avoided those “hidden weapons”. Jiang Shangzhen felt a little regretful. Xu Jiaoqie floated to the ground and reached out to pat Mai Qing’s back lightly.

Daquan Jingshi, Mirage City has arrived.

The one guarding the well in the small courtyard here is a Taoist priest of Huoju with a family. The temple master told him not to worry about anything, just wait here, but if someone ran out of the well and killed him casually, don’t blame others, blame yourself for your bad life. As for the day when he can recover his free body, just wait and see when the time comes.

Since idleness is also idleness, this young Taoist priest with a face like a crown of jade married a wife and had children here, and took a few concubines along the way. Anyway, idleness is idleness, fighting in rainy days, and fighting in snowy days, as expected of a Taoist priest who specializes in housework, and has never lost. Since the bed is harmonious and the rain and dew are evenly exposed, the wives and concubines in the house naturally do not have to compete for favor.

The young Taoist priest held the whisk in his hand, and stood cautiously under the eaves, not daring to go near the well, and asked doubtfully, “But Old Sovereign Jiang?”

Jiang Shangzhen smiled and said, “How do you recognize me?”

The Taoist priest with good looks is hesitant to speak. There was an elder female crown in the teacher’s gate, but she was murdered by Jiang thief. After returning to the mountain gate, she was very hurt. It is rumored that she often painted a portrait of a heartbroken person. Throw it into the brazier, burn the **** thief to ashes, still not relieved, so I draw another picture, and ask the maid to throw the scroll into the shared latrine cesspool. Almost scared out of the psychological shadow.

The Taoist didn’t dare to tell the truth, and resentfully said: “The junior Liu Ying, whose Taoist name is Yushan, was born in the Yulan Temple of Yeheshan, and he admires old Suzerain Jiang very much.”

Jiang Shangzhen hurriedly stood in front of the two women, pretending to be surprised: “You are Liu Yushan, so you are a big pervert?”

Liu Yin, who was first sued by the villain, said helplessly: “The younger generation is just practicing the heresy of Huang Lao Chizhuan. Such a superior art in the house, the dojo is above the bed, and there is no lust. Men and women are in harmony, and yin and yang complement each other. , I believe that Old Sovereign Jiang is understandable.”

Jiang Shangzhen snorted a few times, and said solemnly: “How can I understand it, I don’t understand it, and I don’t accept it!”

Liu Xing then changed the subject, “What is the plan of Old Sovereign Jiang next? Is there any chance for this junior to do his best?”

Apart from letting myself lead the way and secretly sneaking into the palace to go to the dragon bed of His Majesty the Emperor, everything else is suitable and easy to talk about.

After all, an orthodox Nascent Soul Daoist, in today’s Daquan Dynasty and Tongyezhou, his words still have some weight.

Jiang Shangzhen asked: “Can we return to the blessed land of lotus flowers through this well?”

Liu Yin shook his head and said, “I’ve tried it, and it definitely won’t work.”

Jiang Shangzhen looked around and took a break from the heavy rain, then looked up at the sky, the sky was blue after the rain, and the sky was as clear as a wash.

Jiang Shangzhen was also afraid of this notorious bastard, so he frightened the two big girls, sacrificed the amulet again, went straight to Yulindu in Yunyan Kingdom, and went to Wen Yu to deliver the letter.

When the talisman boat passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and went far away, Liu Yu stood still, and after a long time, he gave a soft bah, what, a dog Jiang thief, still has the face to beat me up, saying that I am a pervert .

Just when Liu Xing was about to turn around, a willow leaf appeared in the courtyard, like a drunkard, wandered to Liu Xing, and finally stopped at the center of his eyebrows.

“Wild cranes have no food, and the world is wide. Why do fellow Taoists have to imitate that literati and treat each other with respect?”

Jiang thief’s voice echoed in Liu Yun’s ears, “You hurt my heart, and I’m about to hurt your way.”

Liu Ying hurriedly made an apology to the head of the court.

On the way to Yunyan Country, another heavy rain seemed to come as promised. Jiang Shangzhen guessed that it meant taking a day off for three consecutive days. If the cycle was three times, it would be over?

Jiang Shangzhen didn’t have any extravagant hopes for the scattered Taoism of the patriarchs of the three religions. It’s none of his business, just take a look. After all, Jiang Shangzhen only asks about the Three Teachings, not to mention recognition.

Although the rain is wide, it has nothing to do with me.

If you miss this great opportunity, you will not be regretful, it is not in line with Jiang Shangzhen’s heart, but if you want to say that you have no regrets, it is self-deception. If you knew it, you would have read a few more Taoist classics.

Jiang Shangzhen is more curious now, whether Chen Pingan can get something during this rain, it is better not to ask the mountain owner face to face, fearing that it will be superfluous, so he asked Cui Dongshan, but Cui Dongshan’s reaction was very strange, It is said that Mr. went to extremes in order to retreat and break through the realm. There are only two situations. Either they can be integrated and melted into a furnace, which can make a huge profit, or they can cancel each other out and wear them out. There is nothing, and there is absolutely no third possibility of intermediate results. .

There is no cloud and rain, the sky and the earth are dark, Fu Zhou is like a fish floating in the air, Ge Shu Longshang and Mai Qing have opened their eyes, Fu Zhou is like an invisible big oil-paper umbrella.

After thousands of years, there are many melancholy guests in the world.

If the sky is affectionate, the wind will move the heart, and the rain will shed tears.

Jiang Shangzhen took out a pot of wine and a few porcelain cups, Xu Jiaoqie said that she never drank alcohol, she was afraid of making mistakes, Ge Shulongshang was an alcoholic who would lose half his life if he didn’t drink for a day, of course he wouldn’t be with this and Chun Chao Brother Zhou Fei, who has a life-and-death vengeance for the prostitute in Gongzhou, was polite, and took the imitation flower **** cup. Jiang Shangzhen helped to fill a cup of fairy wine, and the bearded man raised his head and drank it all. Fei simply asked for a jug of wine, drank it himself, applauded loudly, put the wine jug at his feet, held the glass in one hand, and sang loudly while hitting the bar with the other. Mai Qing has never drank alcohol in her life, she just felt that since she ran away from home and wandered the rivers and lakes, if she didn’t drink alcohol, it would be a bit outrageous, but she didn’t know the severity, and took a big gulp, choking the woman , his face was flushed instantly, and he only dared to take a small sip of the wine for the second time, and finally tasted it, Jiang Shangzhen smiled and praised, Miss Qingqing is really a born child of the world.

Jiang Shangzhen took out a stack of fake certificates from his sleeve, and gave two copies each to Ge Shulongshang and Mai Qing, and explained: “To travel here, you also need to pass the certificates. In the past, Qi practitioners didn’t have to be so particular about it when they were outside. There are no taboos when traveling north and south, but now Tongyezhou is very strict. If a monk has no serious status, it is easy to go to the academy to drink tea and study. If you cancel the name on the certificate, I will write your real name for you on my own initiative, and the rest Ben, you can fill in your aliases after you have decided on your aliases, don’t worry, the seals of the official governments and passes of various countries on the two pass certificates are genuine.”

Mai Qing opened the official seal, and there was a long series of folded pages spread out. She admired the official seals with different fonts and styles, and exclaimed: “It’s so beautiful, it’s so beautiful.”

The woman made up her mind that she would collect a hundred customs clearance seals in the future.

Ge Shulong smiled and said, “Old Sect Master Jiang is really old.”

Jiang Shangzhen heard the strings and knew the elegance, and said with a smile: “My real name is Jiang Shangzhen. I used to sit at the top of a sect, and I was quite well-known in Tongyezhou. I have no choice but to be disliked by the dog for three years, and I still can’t convince the public. Well, it was given to a more suitable person to be the master of the house. That’s why the Huoju Taoist priest who guarded the well called him the “old suzerain”. Fellow Daoist Yushan is cursing people around the bush. Helping each other is fate, you will call me in the future Fellow Daoist Jiang, Brother Jiang, Big Brother Jiang, you can do whatever you want.”

Jiang Shangzhen shifted his gaze, and asked with a smile: “Miss Xu, this trip to Tongyezhou, should I use the real name Xu Jiaoqie?”

Xu Jiaoqie smiled and said: “If you want to learn from the hermit official, and change your alias when you travel around the world, you should use Luo Wan.”

She didn’t even know why she fell in love with the name “Luo Wan”, and the idea came to her, naturally, like a person walking on the shore to enjoy the scenery, suddenly seeing a fish jumping out of the water.

Whenever Mr. Yin Guan is mentioned, the nun’s eyes are full of admiration.

Jiang Shangzhen handed over a pass, smiled and said: “Luo Wan, it’s a very good name.”

The material is exquisite, and the warp and weft are vertical and horizontal. Luo Wan’s prosperity is extremely beautiful. The craftsmanship of the weavers is amazing.

Jiang Shangzhen asked from the bottom of his heart: “Miss Xu, has Lord Chen Shan told you the inside story of this trip to Yunyan Kingdom?”

Han Yushu’s fairy slough is in Jiang Shangzhen’s hands, and he has used it twice in the wild world, and it is just a glimpse in the eyes of others.

Luo Wan nodded and said: “Master Yinguan asked me to pretend to be the fairy surnamed Han, and go to Tianmu Academy to prove my innocence. I must play a good show with Wen Shanchang, and try to give Sanshan Fudi a reassurance.”

Jiang Shangzhen was lazy, leaning against the railing of the boat, pinching the neck of the flagon with both fingers, shaking it gently, sighing for no reason that it was going to rain, and she wanted to get married.

The Mirage City of the Daquan Dynasty, in addition to the snow-covered scenery in the Liuli Realm, is recognized as a beautiful scene on the top and bottom of Tongyezhou Mountain, and there are 100,000 peonies, which are magnificent and beautiful.

Another guest came to Liu Yu’s residence.

A young man in white clothes has a mole between his eyebrows, and a sapphire hairpin is pinned to his head, and a young man in Confucian shirts is pinned to his head with a white jade hairpin.

The two jade hairpins were gifted by their husbands and were carefully carved. Each has an inscription in small script with eight characters.

Cui Dongshan’s side is “Zhu Lanyuchu, if the new one has not been touched”.

Cao Qinglang’s side is “looking at it like it is, and it is also warm”.

Now that Mr. has personally found out the deeply hidden Xiao Xing, the blessed land is truly peaceful, and Cui Dongshan has already negotiated the price with those qi practitioners in the blessed land.

Nine times out of ten, they are all willing to bring their fellow disciples and family descendants back to their hometown of Tongyezhou. As for the one or two who choose to stay, it’s not that they don’t want to return to their hometown, but that Cui Dongshan has opened up part of the formation prohibition. Let them experience for themselves what it means to be full of aura in a superior blessed land. As a result, those who left and those who stayed had to be paid.

If you don’t have enough money, you owe it first, and then you can pay it back slowly. When you arrive at Tongyezhou, Qingping Sword Sect guarantees that you won’t ask for debts within a hundred years, and the interest is not high, so you don’t have to rush to pay it off.

The price is calculated according to the head, and one person counts one person. Those with high current state and close blood relationship with the person in charge of the sect will have a higher price, and those direct disciples who can expect great success and have good roots, if they receive less money, the price will be higher. If you set it low, wouldn’t it be the same as looking down on your future achievements? Can you proud sons of heaven bear this kind of insult?

As for the fugitives who are ordinary masters, let’s not talk about money. If Cui Dongshan dared to speak out against his conscience, he would be worried that his leg would be broken by his husband.

Cui Dongshan still does things vigorously and resolutely. Since there is an extra passage between the Lotus Root Blessed Land and the Daquan Dynasty out of thin air, don’t waste it. On this matter, he and his husband have the same ideas, and the old Guanzhu will never Keep this road for a long time, maybe it will be taken away. Taking advantage of Xiaomo’s reminiscing about the past with the old temple master, let the Qi practitioners from other places in the Lotus Root Paradise leave as soon as possible, so that the matter of moving the umbrella will be easier.

Otherwise, the next time Xie Gou travels across continents with a tung leaf umbrella that hides the entire blessed land, it will need to consume Xie Gou’s huge reserve of spiritual energy.

If not, with Chen Ping’s consistent style, Xiaomo, Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan would have returned to Tongye Island with umbrellas. In the world of avenues, this is more difficult than moving mountains in the ordinary sense. In addition, during the long journey, this oil-paper umbrella, which is destined to be unable to be put aside in the mansion of natal qi by means of the immortal family, will not be said to be damaged if any “turbulence” occurs, but it will only be shaken violently a few times. It is a natural disaster with unpredictable consequences.

Therefore, Chen Pingan couldn’t help being careless, careful and careful.

When Xiao Mo returns to Luopo Mountain from Qingming Tianxia, ​​it is estimated that Xie Gou can also return to Haoran Tianxia from Shiwan Dashan, just in time for them to have a chance to be alone.

As for whether Xiao Mo can keep his body like a jade, whether Xie Gou can make raw rice and cook mature rice, hehe, let them each rely on their own abilities.

Liu Xuan noticed the commotion in the Jingkou courtyard, and rushed here. Either he didn’t come, causing him to stay here for a year and a year, or he came here in a swarm. Did you make an appointment?

Although due to his duties, he was constrained by his identity and was not allowed to leave the capital for a while, but Liu Yun was an old fairy in the Yuanying realm after all, and he was fairly well-informed. He still knew about the changing situation of the outside world by purchasing landscapes and official mansion newspapers. Quite a few, so he immediately recognized the identity of the white-clothed boy, Cui Dongshan, the first Suzerain of Qingping Sword Sect, and the disciple of the young hermit official of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Liu Ying did not dare to take it lightly, and once again reported his identity to the two uninvited guests.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: “Qing Liang, you go to the palace to say hello to Yao Jinzhi, and explain why such a thing happened. If His Majesty the Emperor is willing to clean up the mess, come here to try your luck and pan for gold, and recruit a few to make up for it.” The last class of offerings, the Daquan Yao family lacks thugs, and these people lack money in their pockets, this is called a match made in heaven, hit it off.”

Cao Qinglang nodded with a smile, and after asking Liu Yin for passing by, he walked back and forth among the jade buildings with carved railings, walked out of the house, and went to discuss the matter with Yao Jinzhi.

Liu Yin was a little surprised, never thought that he was still a serious scholar.

On the other side of the well mouth of Fudi, there were a group of Fudi Qi practitioners who were invited to help Luopo Mountain “lead the way and protect the road”. Sun Wanyan was here to join in the fun. As a local monk, it was the first time Sun Wanyan saw so many Qi refiners. She sighed faintly. It turns out that Qi refiners are really worthless outside.

Luo Fumei, the direct disciple of Hu Guo Peixiang, is in charge of leading a group of fox nuns who are Yingying and Yanyan. It is rare for her to come out to breathe. In addition, it is a decree personally issued by Chen Yinguan of Luoluo Mountain. They dare not neglect in the slightest , each of the well-dressed fox charm nuns, like the female scribes in the palace, recorded the files of thousands of people in detail, their names, Taoist numbers, native places, and landscape genealogy.

The only strange thing is that the lord Peixiang set a rule for them. In addition to their writing, those Tongyezhou qi practitioners had to sit in a line and let them dictate the words, and then let them write.

In this way, there are two files left on Fox Country.

But isn’t this just taking off your pants and farting?

Luo Fumei was like an inspection official, staring at those men and women of all ages with different expressions.

In addition to Cao Ni, a swordsman who has just entered the golden body, there are two talented young warriors, Yuan Huang and Wu Jiang. They are all ready to go outside to learn more.

Yuan Huang was also sitting in the pile of fans, helping to record the customs clearance essay. Holding the knife in both hands, Wu Jiang sat behind the table, seemingly having nothing to do, but actually feasting his eyes.

There is also a female master He Qizhou from Jiangzhou, Songlai Kingdom, and an old martial artist who is said to be the sword sharpener Liu Zong. However, he did not participate in the discussion in the big wood temple. Apart from the fighting and fighting between the masters, the old man was not interested in these verbal quarrels or the work of fighting for power and profit. This time when the old man got the news, he rushed here without saying a word, and wanted to get out of this world to see his master and his old man.

The heart of a cultivator is heaven and earth.

It’s not strange if it’s strange.

On the top of the mountain where the flowers are colorful and the green bamboos are thousands of poles, the drinker in Tsing Yi taps the white bowl with his fingers, and the ding ding dong dong is crisp and sweet, “How do you say it?”

The devil in white smiled and said, “What’s the problem? What can I say? And what can I say?”

The monk and the heart demon are enemies of each other, enemies facing each other.

A Taoist cleans up demons like school books, and school books are like sweeping fallen leaves in the heart, swirling and sweeping, falling leaves flutter and raise dust, swirling and swirling.

“Then let’s discuss it. Why don’t we both take a step back and we’ll be fine?”

The demon in white sighed heavily when he heard the words, put his hands into his sleeves, and looked up at the sky, “You and I know very well, Chen Pingan is not Wu Shuangjiang, how can we strip out the demon.”

“There is nothing difficult in the world if there is a heart, there is no way, and there is always a way.”

“I can’t think of it. What’s the price?”

“It doesn’t matter if you can’t think of it, as long as you sincerely agree with a certain method. As for the price, you can get a certain degree of freedom, similar to a monk Yinshen.”

“It sounds disingenuous.”

“It’s actually very sincere.”

The devil in white smiled and said: “If we say a thousand words and ten thousand, why should we deceive ourselves and others. I actually trust your method, maybe if it is replaced by a heart devil other than mine, they will think it is good, so I probably just nodded and agreed. It’s a pity. “

The drinker in the green shirt sighed: “The me we used to be is so stubborn. That’s right, without you, there would be no us, and we would not have reached the height we are today.”

Chen Ping’s real demon is the former Chen Pingan.

To be precise, it is the child who likes to deny himself.

At this moment, another piece of Chen Ping’an’s mind appeared on the top of the mountain. In a sense, he was the real body. He had removed the blindfold, wore a bright red robe, held a sword in both hands, and stationed himself with the sword.

Chen Pingan sat on the ground with his long sword across his knees. His face and figure were blurred and he turned his head to look at them. One was his former self and the other was his pure self. He smiled and waved to them.

The green-clothed man with a pair of pure golden eyes walked to Chen Pingan’s side first, squatted on the ground, reached out and grabbed a handful of soil, and rubbed it gently in the palm of his hand.

And the innocent man in white clothes, who seemed to be spotless, hesitated for a moment, then stood up from the table, walked over there, walked, turned into a boy, and then turned into a child.

Without any words, the real Chen Pingan, who symbolizes complex human nature, and Chen Pingan, who symbolizes divinity, both give up some positions, let the timid child who looks at the world with suspicion, fear, and longing eyes, let the child feel better. Sitting in the middle, they seemed to be silently protecting the child who hadn’t grown up yet.

The child was sitting on the ground, with a basket behind him. There was only a thin layer of herbs in the basket. The child gently hugged his knees, wondering what he was thinking.

Chen Pingan, who was in bright red robes, said hoarsely, “Because I know that it will be harder when I grow up, so I don’t want to grow up and become the me I am now?”

Chen Pingan, who was wearing a green shirt and a jade hairpin, let out a hey, and said with a smile: “It turns out that we were also little slobs who couldn’t bear the slightest bit of hardship. After so many years, we almost forgot.”

Chen Pingan, who stretched out his hand to hold the scabbard, murmured: “Is there any way, after all, I can’t go back to before the age of five.”

Hearing this, the child finally said timidly: “Yes, just walk back, you can see your parents, you can see them clearly, you don’t have to remember their faces anymore, and you can hear what they said clearly what?”

Speaking of which, the child has put on a pair of age-appropriate shoes, which is the only old item that the orphans in Mud Bottle Lane did not exchange for food with their peers. Maybe it is because they are really reluctant, or maybe others don’t want it , no matter what the reason was, he stayed in the family in the ancestral house after all.

The child said aggrievedly: “It’s not that you can’t go back, you just can’t bear to part with everything you have now. You don’t even want your parents. I don’t want to become a person like you.”

The divine Chen Pingan in the green shirt took off the jade hairpin pinned in the bun with his right hand, as if gently blowing on the inscription on it, stretched out his left hand to gently touch the child’s head, and said sadly: “Little fool, fake , After all, it is a lie. It turns out that I was not so considerate and considerate at the beginning, and it seems wrong. I like to compete with myself the most?”

The child stared blankly at the scene outside the mountain in front of him. The wind and rain were boundless, and it was pitch black, and he couldn’t see his fingers.

The real Chen Ping raised one hand, removed it from the scabbard, and beat on his heart lightly, like knocking on a door.

The immature-faced child listened with pricked ears.

It turned out that they were located on an upside-down mountain in the world of mind, with the top of the mountain facing down, facing the piles of bones on the land of mind.

The tearful child stood up, carried the basket on his back, wiped away his tears, held the rope in front of him tightly, and turned his head to look at the man who was neither human nor ghost. The child sobbed slightly and grinned, as if Embolden yourself, “I’m not afraid of ghosts.”

The divine Chen Ping’an twisted his wrist, handed the child a bunch of candied haws, and said with a smile, “The smaller ones taste better.”

The real Chen Pingan seemed to be frowning, not daring to look at the child.

The child hesitated for a moment, got up and picked up the basket, stood on tiptoe, and patted his head lightly, as if apologizing to him, comforting him, or saying goodbye silently.

at the same time.

Millions of “Chen Pingan” skeletons fell down one after another, like a heavy snowfall.

The child walked into the snow wearing small warm shoes and carrying a big and heavy basket.