Sword of Coming

There were flowers in the mountains, and wine was brewed in white clothes. Chen Ping'an, in green clothes, appeared later and picked up the bowl of rice wine on the table. He turned to the guests and took a sip while standing and smiling at the wild female cultivator whose heart and soul were detained here. Unexpectedly, He is also a person who eats food from hundreds of families and steals fists from hundreds of families. He has really found a treasure. It is very appropriate to call him Taoist friend. He asked: "Fellow Taoist, please tell me your name and tell us your wonderful story so that we can get it." Serve as an accompaniment to wine.”

The female cultivator had no choice but to hide something, and she could not block anything. The two men, Qing and Bai, who were standing and sitting together, could see everything in their minds and hearts, and they had a clear understanding of the fire. It was just because a horse-drawn lantern diagram related to her life experience had appeared on the top of the mountain, memory. The profound past events are the painted patterns that look like real people. The vague memories are just gray and white portraits. The memory and reality are unclear, so the pictures presented are messy. It turns out that her pseudonym is Xu Jiaoqie, and the real name of the demon clan is Xiao Xing, whose Taoist name is Youren, is nicknamed Xiao Geng by her master. Her true form is an unrecorded ancient bird that likes to fly across the world with fire in its mouth. Therefore, she majored in fire magic in her early days and wore a piece of clothing to create a human form. Later, the emerald green feathered robe made from immortal slough was named "Da Mao" by the preacher.

The inner demon in white gloated: "What a whiny bird. Miss Xiao almost succeeded in this innocent disaster that had sinister intentions and had been prepared for many years."

Chen Ping'an, who had a hosta on his head and golden eyes, smiled and said: "A Yuan Ying realm dead soldier who has been reshaped with memory and can be loyal to Luo Po Mountain, comes with a robe of semi-immortal soldier rank, plus a robe depicting With the skills of the eyebrow maker and the tailor, you can also learn the secret knowledge of the barbarian priest, which is really a very profitable business, making a lot of money."

The inner demon in white sneered, "This kind of shady and underhanded method can only deal with Qi practitioners who are at a lower level than yourself. It is not a good method."

Green-shirted Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and stared at the wild female cultivator with a face as pale as a mourning concubine. "The beautiful robe matches the skin of the eyebrow painter and the inside of the sewing machine, coupled with our strict control and careful attention to details." Putting it together, wouldn't it mean that in the Ascension Realm, whoever she imitates will be who she is? Coincidentally, when she dozed off and wanted to sleep, someone sent a pillow. Han Yushu of Wanyao Sect has been missing for a long time. If it continues, Jiang Shangzhen will I believe that the relics of Sect Leader Han in my hand can’t be hidden for long. After all, paper can’t contain the fire. I’m afraid the Sanshan Blessed Land will soon notice that something is wrong. But if Miss Xiao, who has good acting skills, is allowed to go to Tianmu Mountain Academy, if we cooperate with the deputy headmaster Wen Yu to perform a play, it is estimated that the doubts of Wanyao Sect's Ancestral Hall can be dispelled for the time being? Why not be more ruthless and let Miss Xiao go to Sanshan Blessed Land to... occupy the magpie's nest? Die? A soldier is not a dead soldier anywhere."

Xiao Xing has outstanding talent for cultivating Taoism. Ever since she can remember, she seems to be able to learn everything quickly. And because of some unknown relationship, there is no big threshold for learning anything. There is no worry of biting off more than she can chew. In less than a year, a sect has become a sect. There was nothing more to learn, so she began to go down the mountain to practice. She likes to travel around the world all year round, collecting all kinds of allusions to the wild history of local officials, especially studying and mastering the wild water and cloud literature created by Zhou Mi, just because she is determined to write a narrative and interpretation of the wild world. . When the war broke out, Xiao Xing, who was already a bottleneck in the Nascent Soul Realm before he turned 100, was summoned by Tuoyue Mountain. He had no way to escape. The sect tried to spend money to eliminate the disaster, but it was useless. Xiao Xing, who had a high self-esteem, participated in the war. In the first battle, she was hit by Ning Yao's sword energy on the battlefield and almost fell down. It is estimated that Ning Yao still doesn't know that there is such a demon clan immortal like her.

The heart demon in white put his hands on his sleeves and said with a smile: "Miss Xiao is really a miserable person. She deliberately wanted to take revenge and risked her life to take the road. In the end, her enemies didn't even know who she was and she was not even qualified to be remembered. So she had to vent her anger. Others, after all, Miss Xiao has not been completely blinded by hatred, she still knows it more or less in her heart. She knows that she will never be able to revenge against Ning Yao in this life. He is the legitimate number one person in the world, and he is by no means an ordinary ascension. Realm Sword Cultivator is comparable."

The drinker in Tsing Yi showed a look of admiration, "Miss Xiao took a very correct and trouble-free shortcut. She killed two birds with one stone. If she hadn't been caught today and had been in seclusion at the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm, she wouldn't have had to face the inevitable invincibility. The inner demon Ning Yao is like this."

The demon in white clothes smiled and said: "A hundred-year-old Nascent Soul, an ordinary genius?"

The green-robed drinker sighed, "You must be a genius to say something stupid."

Xiao Xing, who is outside the picture of life, is like a naked woman being judged casually by others.

The next scene shows Xiao Xing landing on Tongye Continent with Gui Youzhang. While she is recovering from her injuries, she hates Ning Yao in her heart. She travels through the library of various countries in Tongye Continent, collecting rare ancient books of Haoran. She has been a long-time close friend with the "girl Kao" who wears a sword but is actually a sword cultivator. The sword cultivator Kao's natal flying sword is "Fierce Ghost", and she went on a killing spree in Tongye Continent and became a Nascent Soul in a foreign land. Before Tongyezhou was completely destroyed, the two parties had already parted ways, and their friend Doukou was missing. Xiao Xingze used a secret from the master's sect, which allowed him to hide his realm and cultivation, disguised himself as a mortal, and was able to follow the refugees into the Ouhua Blessed Land to take refuge. With the power of the Priest Lang, who was similar to the Qintian Watcher Qi Shi, she deduced that Xiao Xingze Knowing the connection between Ouhua Blessed Land and Luopo Mountain, she waited for the opportunity to move here. Since Chen Ping'an was Ning Yao's Taoist companion, and she couldn't go to the colorful world where Feisheng City is located, she would exhaust all her knowledge and skills. The legal means must severely injure Chen Ping'an's vitality and interrupt the avenue. Xiao Xing felt that this, more than any other loss, might destabilize Ning Yao Dao's heart. Chen Ping'an had hit the nail on the head when he said she was a dead warrior. Xiao Xing had no intention of returning to his hometown alive, and at the cost of his own life, he cut off the way to the top of the Sword Qi Great Wall, the last hidden official, and let Ning Yao has regretted handing out that sword all his life. He wants her to remember the name Xiao Xing for the rest of her life. Is there anything more beautiful in the world than this for revenge? !

The inner demon in white sighed, "Sure enough, if your fortune hits rock bottom, you will be very happy. If you just pull out a thread, there will be an unexpected surprise."

The green-clothed drinker looked like an ancient divine being without stains or stains, "Sword Cultivator Cardamom, okay, I'll remember you."

As he spoke, Xiao Xing's life picture scroll was like a long river of time flowing backwards, like the pages of a book being flipped back with a clattering sound. The drinker in green stretched out his hand again and took the girl's sword-like figure.

Jianxiu Daukou copied it into a portrait and put it in his sleeve. It would be interesting if she was one of the troublemakers behind Tongyezhou. It would save a lot of trouble in one fell swoop, and even the sneaky and hard-to-find Golden Core Talisman cultivator could be found out at the same time.

The content of the final scroll is how she laid out this blessed land of lotus roots. She opened a bookstore in the city and hired workers to engrave books day and night. Most of them were extremely fragrant novels about monsters and talented people, and then sold them at a low price at a complete loss, which cost a lot of money. He had gained a lot of her family fortune, but she never thought that Xiao Xing would actually carry several mummies of the plague god with him, and she was also a mountain doctor who was proficient in alchemy and herbal medicine.

"What a genuine genius. No wonder Tuoyue Mountain wants to invite a Nascent Soul Realm person to come out of the mountain and leave his hometown to be a guest of Haoran."

The Tsing Yi drinker put down his empty bowl and marveled, "Now I'm just curious about one thing. Who was the first to encourage Miss Xiao to enter the Lotus Flower Blessed Land? I don't believe you were aware of this opportunity from the beginning. There must have been someone with guidance." , you only made up your mind to be this dead soldier by using the method of serving as a sacrificial minister to confirm that what he said was true."

Xiao Xing looked confused.

It's obviously not a disguise.

The drinker in green clapped his hands gently, "Fei Ran? Zhou Qinggao? Or is it Xiao Xing who met the two birds together?"

When he said these two names, Xiao Xing's body buzzed for a moment, and his mind and soul seemed to be pulled repeatedly for thousands of times in an instant. The whole person was like a sieve, sifting through a lot of river sand from the deepest memories of people's hearts. She tried to find out one or two grains of gold, but Xiao Xing suffered a lot in this process. The inner demon in white smiled and reminded her that if she continued like this, she would become an idiot. The drinker in Tsing Yi sneered, Old Sword Immortal Qi once said that young people should pay more attention in the next life.

Regardless of public grudges or private grievances, no matter who you want to compete with for revenge, it doesn't matter. Just use all your means and win or lose based on your ability.

But who gave you the courage to scold Ning Yao?

As expected, two grains of "gold" were sifted out from the deepest memory of Xiao Xing's inconspicuous acupuncture point where the Qi Mansion was stripped away and then sealed. The person behind the scenes was none other than Fei Ran and He, who deserved to be said to be haunted. Zhou Qinggao.

Feiran cut off the traces with flying swords and secret techniques, and looked at the woman whose eyes were hazy between reality and dream, so that she mistakenly thought that she had thought of entering the Lotus Flower Paradise and using Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao to have a curveball With the idea of ​​revenge in mind, Fei Ran said to himself: "Fellow Taoist Youren, I have to erase these traces. I have offended you so much. You will definitely not be able to remember meeting us, and there is no need to remember this encounter, but that may not happen in the future. I just hope that there will be a day when fellow Taoist monks don’t have the chance to remember what happened today.”

Zhou Qinggao moved his lips slightly but did not make a sound. He just looked at the shape of his mouth and said something in the official voice of Da Li, "Chen Yinguan, but I still hope that Miss Xiao can remember this one day, and I look forward to the next time we meet in the wilderness, Do a review.

The inner demon in white smiled and said: "These two guys really miss you more than the infatuated woman. I estimate that as long as you are willing to betray Haoran, Brother Fei will be willing to give up his position as the leader of the world, and Brother Zhou will be more willing to act as a pawn for you. "

The drinker in Tsing Yi turned a deaf ear and stretched out his fingers to gently turn the white bowl, "After reading these touching stories of Miss Xiao, I have finished drinking the wine in the bowl. Now it is my turn to entertain 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 a scene that almost gave him goosebumps all over his body. The wild female nun's eyes lost their luster and she was stunned for just a moment. She then "awoke" and slept well, as if she had just woken up from a big dream. , she shook her head slightly and looked at the white-clothed Chen Ping'an with pure golden eyes. The first thing she said was, "Mountain Master, will I be responsible for searching for traces of that monster beast?"

Jiang Shangzhen was stunned.

How did you do it?

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

Taoist monks are inherently tougher than ordinary people, let alone an earthly immortal who is successful in Taoism. It is not easy for a great monk at the top of the mountain to tamper with the memory of a Qi practitioner whose realm is quite different. If there is no difference of two or three realms, there is no way he can succeed. Moreover, a great monk must have a lot of secret methods to have a chance to do it. Only then did he dare to do this cruel thing. He only talked about how to "cut off" the monk's memory and tear off those complicated veins, branches and leaves. This was the first hurdle. Then how to fill in the memory and fill in the blanks, so that the old state of mind would be seamless and natural. , all trains of thought must be consistent with reason, and it is a higher pass, otherwise if you are not careful, the Taoist heart born from nature of the monks will notice a slight sign of something wrong, and a kind of will appear in the small world of the human body. With the tragic consequences of the collapse of heaven and earth, Qi practitioners will either become idiots whose minds turn into ashes and drift away, or they can easily become obsessed. This is an instinctive resistance, and they will not hesitate to burn everything, and the person in front of him is not bad at means. The wild female cultivator, a Nascent Soul realm who dares to enter the Lotus Flower Blessed Land to cause trouble, can only imagine how strong her Taoist heart is.

Jiang Shangzhen thinks that he cannot do such a feat, and I am afraid that Mr. Xun, who is in the Ascension Realm, still cannot do this.

Chen Ping'an looked up at the railing on the second floor and said with a smile: "Chief Zhou, then I will retire with success."

Jiang Shangzhen was speechless.

The woman followed Shanzhu Chen's line of sight and turned to look at the scribe in blue shirt with frosty white temples. She turned around and clasped her fists. The charming woman with flying eyebrows introduced herself with a heartfelt smile and said: "My name is Xu Jiaoqie. I am a swordsman." The unnamed disciple of the old deaf boy of the Qi Great Wall, who received the instructions from Yin Guan, took the lead in leaving his hometown and secretly sneaked into Tongyezhou. In fact, it was the second time I met Chief Zhou. However, due to his identity as a spy, he was unable to prevent any wild deaths. The gentleman is causing trouble here, so it is not appropriate to take the initiative to say hello to Chief Zhou at that time."

Jiang Shangzhen looked embarrassed, "Okay, okay, hard work."

Before leaving, Chen Pingan smiled from the bottom of his heart and said: "Chief Zhou, a clone of me will come to you soon. At that time, he will take you and Xu Jiaoqie to the mouth of the well. The well was left by the old temple master. As expected, you can enter the Mirage City of Daquan Dynasty through this road. If it is an interconnected road like returning to ruins, you can return to the blessed land. If it is one-way, Chief Lao Zhou will stop by. I went to the Fish Scale Ferry in Yunyan Country to help preside over the overall situation there, and then personally handed a letter to Wen Yu. I have something to ask for. If Wen Yu agrees, Xu Jiaoqie may need to use Han Yushu's Deputy Immortal Slaughter, if Wen Yu feels it’s inappropriate, forget it, there’s no need to force it.”

If it were normal, Jiang Shangzhen would definitely not refuse this kind of sexy thing of traveling around the world with a beautiful woman. A frown would be considered Chief Zhou's sabotage and lack of interest.

It's just that at this moment, Jiang Shangzhen doesn't see how Xu Jiaoqie is seeping through people, and the red sleeves add fragrance. The woman in front of him is much scarier than the wild ghost, but after all, it is the chief minister's job, Jiang Shangzhen has no reason not to go there. Mirage City and Yulindu. When the white-clothed Chen Ping'an disappeared out of thin air, Xu Jiaoqie apparently got the instructions from the mountain master and clasped fists with Chief Zhou. A plump woman with a dignified temperament, a slender figure, gentle eyebrows, and tenderness like meeting a lover, Jiang Shangzhen has been in love all his life. Lao Jianghu, who was crawling around in the flowers, knew that she had used some secret technique to deceive people's hearts, so she fell into the eyes of others, just like a newlywed bride, looking at the smoke and flirting, and she would stop talking when meeting people.

As one of the avatars of the Taoist Watcher, after leaving the sect where Xiao Xing Fu Lu Puppet was, and walking around the world of Lotus Root Blessed Land, he successively found four newly born local sword cultivators, and used them to reason and understand, and finally succeeded. After persuading two of them, they were both willing to go "outside the world" to see the scenery of the outside world. Chen Pingan made a gentleman's appointment with them. Where they would stay in the future and whether they would return to their hometown depended on their own wishes, but after making Before making a decision, you must visit Luolu Mountain or Fox Country to say hello.

One is a young lady in Nanyuan Kingdom's Gyeonggi County. She is obsessed with frontier poems and swordsmen in books. All her wishes have come true, and her dreams have come true. Earlier, she dropped a bright red dagger from her palm.

One is a bearded hero who travels across mountains and rivers with a sword on the back of a donkey. He had been drinking heavily on the back of the donkey before, and when he swayed, a breath of alcohol breathed out from the jolt, and there was a sword pill that was as black as ink.

The woman's name was Mai Qing. She was originally worried about a marriage arranged by her parents and was happy to go out to relax. She left a letter and sneaked out.

The hero's name is Ge Shu Longshang, and his family has been a general for generations. He was a border 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 was riding a donkey, and the other was riding the wind, chatting about speculation, and along the way they talked about how to change the current phenomenon of studying Jue Dao and mourning in various countries.

On the way here, there were questions and answers.

Can white bowls, wooden basins, porcelain vases, and pottery urns really be able to create the heaven and earth and accommodate thousands of miles of rivers and mountains within a square inch?

Can.

Turtle shells, yarrow, tiles and stones can all tell good or bad luck, so as to determine one's destiny?

not necessarily.

The woman who was full of questions may have been thin-skinned and only asked one question.

How many enlightened people like Chen Jianxian are out there?

There are people outside heaven and earth, gods and immortals on land, there are no more and no less.

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

One person asked the young master if he was getting married. One person asked if he was a member of the Taoist sect.

This is called talking without speculation.

One of Chen Ping's Taoist Taoists from the Blessed Land used an immortal trick like the sun and moon in a pot, and sent the women and heroes here, handed them over to Jiang Shangzhen, and then returned to the sky.

I dare say that during this trip, Mr. Jiang really had to nestle in the red and green amidst the array of makeup and pink. 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 turned pale. Chunchao Palace Zhou Fei? ! What is the difference between that Chen Jianxian and the evil businessman who kidnapped the woman?

Jiang Shangzhen had already prepared a plan and looked calm. He smiled and explained that he only had the same name as Zhou Fei. In fact, he had a sworn enemy with the Zhou thief in Spring Chao Palace. He deliberately changed his name to Zhou Fei just to lure him out. He fought with all his strength, and he would not be a man if he did not avenge himself. Looking at the man in green shirt with a sad face but firm eyes, the woman who was not experienced in the world believed him. The bearded hero on the side frowned slightly, did he jump when he encountered the immortal?

Jiang Shangzhen took out a talisman boat and took them to the well address pointed out by Chen Ping'an. Mai Qing lay on his stomach and stretched out his hands to crush the white clouds beside the boat, seemingly casually asking, are there many Taoists like Chen Jianxian in the outside world? Jiang Shangzhen, like me, is half a bucket of water on the mountain. Let alone a genius, the ground materials are not even considered. There are many people out there, but there are very few romantic figures like Chen Jianxian. Mai Qing remained calm, but he was complaining in his heart. Look, the man's words are so deceptive.

Xu Jiaoqie sat upright and said from her heart: "Junior, can I take the liberty to ask how Jiang Jianxian entered Luolu Mountain and became the chief worshipper?"

Jiang Shangzhen's scalp was numb. He wanted to ask the girl how you became such a virtuous person, but he gave a perfunctory answer, "Shan Master Chen and I hit it off at first sight."

When we arrived at the inconspicuous dry well in the country, there was a green sycamore leaf hanging above the well mouth.

Ge Shulong took off the wine flask and took a sip of wine. He felt that his life was drifting, and he felt like fallen leaves floating like a person falling from a building.

Jiang Shangzhen put away the talisman boat and jumped into the well first. Without Jiang Shangzhen's reminder, Xu Jiaoqie narrowed her eyes and held her breath in concentration. It was obvious that she was coming to the rear.

Ge Shulong fastened the flask on his body and jumped up without hesitation. He was dazzled as if he were falling into a trance. All he could see were the colorful fireflies flying at lightning speed. He just looked at them for a moment, but his physical condition was not bad. The sword cultivator began to vomit, feeling like he had vomited out bitter bile water. When his feet landed on the ground, the man's figure was shaky, but he saw that Zhou Fei, who had an 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 big-bearded hero was hit in the head, so hard that his eyes were filled with stars, and he fell to the ground on the spot. The woman sitting on him hurriedly stood up, He wanted to apologize, but he bent down before he opened his mouth. Ge Shulongshang was indeed a battle-hardened general. With a skillful roll, he was able to dodge those "hidden weapons". Jiang Shangzhen felt a little regretful. Xu Jiaoqie landed on the ground and reached out to gently pat Mai Qing's back.

Daquan Capital, Mirage City has arrived.

The person guarding the well in the small courtyard here is a Taoist priest who has a family. He was once a banished immortal who went to Ouhua Blessed Land for training. After being thrown out of the Taoist temple by the old temple master, he received a decree and guarded the door here. The owner of the temple told him not to worry about anything, just wait here, but if he was casually killed by someone who ran out of the well, don't blame others. If you want to blame, blame your own fate. As for when he can regain his freedom, just wait and see. We will know when the time comes.

Since idle time is idle, this young Taoist priest with a beautiful face married a wife and had children here, and also took in several concubines. Anyway, idle time is idle, fighting on rainy days and snowy days. As expected of a Taoist priest who specializes in Fangzhongshu, he has never lost. Since the bed is harmonious and the rain and dew are both wet, the wives and concubines at home naturally do not need to compete for favor.

The young Taoist priest held a fly whisk in his hand and stood cautiously under the eaves, not daring to approach the well. He asked doubtfully: "But Mr. Jiang?"

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

The Taoist priest who was very skilled in appearance hesitated to speak. There was once an elder female crown in the sect who was poisoned by Jiang Thief. After returning to the mountain gate that year, she was extremely emotionally hurt. It was said that she often painted a portrait of someone who betrayed her heart. Throwing it into the brazier and burning the ginger thief to ashes, but still not satisfied, he painted another picture and asked the maid to throw the scroll into the shared toilet pit. When the Taoist priest was young, he squatted in the toilet one time and inadvertently looked down. I was almost scared out of my mind.

The Taoist priest did not dare to tell the truth, so he said angrily: "Junior Liu Xin, whose Taoist name is Yushan, was born in Yuzhu Temple in Yeheshan, and he admires Old Sect Leader Jiang very much."

Jiang Shangzhen hurriedly protected the two women, pretending to be surprised and said: "You are Liu Yushan, then you are a big pervert?"

Liu Xun, who was the first to be sued by the villain, felt helpless and said: "This junior is just a sideline practitioner who practices Huang Lao Chi Seal. Such a superior house technique, the dojo is above the bed, there is no evil intention, men and women are in harmony, and yin and yang complement each other." , I believe Sect Leader Jiang can understand."

Jiang Shangzhen snorted coldly and said seriously: "How can you understand it? I don't quite understand it, let alone accept it!"

Liu Xun then changed the subject, "What arrangements will Old Sect Master Jiang make next? Do you have a chance for this junior to do your best?"

Apart from letting himself lead the way and sneaking into the palace to go to His Majesty the Emperor's dragon bed, everything was fine and easy to say.

After all, a Yuanying realm Taoist priest with an orthodox background has some weight in what he says in today's Daquan Dynasty and Tongye Continent.

Jiang Shangzhen asked: "Can I return to the blessed land of lotus root through this well?"

Liu Xun shook his head and said, "I've tried it, but it definitely won't work."

Jiang Shangzhen looked around, taking a break from the heavy rain, and then looked up at the sky. After the rain, the sky was blue and the sky was as clear as water.

Jiang Shangzhen was also afraid that this notorious scumbag would frighten the two young ladies, so he took out the talisman boat again and went straight to Yulindu in Yunyan Kingdom to find Wen Yu to deliver the letter.

When the talisman boat passed through the sea of ​​clouds and went further and further away, Liu Xun stood still. After a long time, he softly said, "What the hell, you are a dog and a thief. You have the nerve to slap me down and call me a pervert." .

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

"There is no food for wild cranes, and the world is wide. Why do fellow Taoists imitate the hypocritical manners of those literati, and look down on each other when they are walking together?"

Jiang Thief's voice echoed in Liu Xun's ears, "If you hurt my heart, I will hurt your path."

Liu Min hurriedly bowed his head and apologized.

On the way to Yunyan Country, another heavy rain seemed to be coming as planned. Jiang Shangzhen guessed that it was just three days in a row and one day of rest. After three cycles, it was over?

Jiang Shangzhen has no extravagant hopes for the disunity of the founder of the three religions. It has nothing to do with him, he just has to take a look. After all, Jiang Shangzhen only had basic knowledge of the Three Teachings and could not even speak of approval.

Although the sky is full of rain, it has no chance with me.

There is no regret for missing this great opportunity. It is not in line with Jiang Shangzhen's character. But to say that he has no regrets at all is to deceive himself. If he had known better, he would have read more Taoist classics.

Jiang Shangzhen was more curious now whether Chen Ping'an could get anything out of this raining process. It was not easy to ask the mountain owner face to face. He was afraid of adding too much detail, so he asked Cui Dongshan. Cui Dongshan's reaction was very strange. Mr. Shuo went to extremes in order to break away from seclusion. There are only two situations. Either they can be integrated and melted into one furnace, which can make a huge profit, or they can cancel each other out and be exhausted, leaving nothing. There is no third possibility of intermediate results. .

There were no clouds and it was raining, the sky and the earth were dark, and the Fu Zhou was like a fish swimming in the air. Ge Shu Longshang and Mai Qing both opened their eyes, and the Fu Zhou was like an invisible big oil-paper umbrella.

Over the course of thousands of years, there have been many melancholy guests in the world.

If the sky is sentimental, the wind moves the heart and the rain makes the tears fall.

Jiang Shangzhen took out a pot of wine and a few porcelain cups. Xu Jiaoqie said that he never drank alcohol for fear of getting into trouble. Brother Shulongshang was an alcoholic who lost half his life if he didn't drink for a day. Of course he wouldn't follow this guy. Brother Zhou Fei, who had a life-and-death feud with the palace thief, was polite and took the imitation flower god cup. Jiang Shangzhen helped fill a cup of fairy brew. Fei simply asked for a jar of wine, drank it himself, cheered loudly, put the jar of wine at his feet, held the cup with one hand, and hit the railing with the other while singing. Mai Qing had never drank in her life. She just felt that since she had run away from home to travel around the world, it would be a bit shameful not to drink alcohol. As a result, she didn't know the importance and took a big gulp, which made the woman choke. , his face turned red instantly, and he only dared to take a small sip of the wine for the second time, but the taste came out. Jiang Shangzhen smiled and praised, Miss Qingqing is really a born child of the world.

Jiang Shangzhen took out a pile of forged customs certificates from his sleeve and gave two copies each to his brother Shu Longshang and Mai Qing. He explained: "To travel through the mountains and rivers here, you also need to pass the customs documents. In the past, Qi practitioners did not have to be so particular when they were outside. , there are no taboos about traveling around, but Tongyezhou is very strict nowadays. If a monk does not have a serious identity, it is easy for him to go to the academy to drink tea and study. I will take it upon myself to write your real name on the name on the certificate. The rest of the Ben, you can fill in the aliases yourself later when you think of them, don’t worry, the seals of the official offices and passes of various countries on the two customs certificates are genuine."

Mai Qing opened the book of customs documents and found a long series of folded pages. She admired the official seals in different fonts and styles and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful."

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

Ge Shulongshang smiled and said: "Old Sect Master Jiang is really a veteran of the world."

Jiang Shangzhen heard Xian's elegance and said with a smile: "My real name is Jiang Shangzhen. I once sat at the top of a sect and was fairly well-known in Tongyezhou. Unfortunately, I have been in charge for three years and have been unable to convince the public. So I decided to step down." It has been handed over to a more suitable person to take charge of the family. That's why the Huoju Taoist priest who guards the well is called the 'Old Sect Master'. Fellow Taoist Yushan is just beating around the bush. It is fate that we are in the same boat. You will call me from now on. Fellow Daoist Jiang, Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, you can do whatever you want."

Jiang Shangzhen shifted his gaze and asked with a smile: "Miss Xu, on this trip to Tongyezhou, should I still use my real name Xu Jiaoqie?"

Xu Jiaoqie smiled sweetly and said: "If you want to imitate Master Yinguan, he often changes his alias when traveling around the world, so just use Luo Wan."

She didn't even know why she fell in love with the name "Luo Wan". The idea came to her naturally, just like a person walking on the shore admiring the scenery and suddenly saw a fish jumping out of the water.

Whenever Master Yin Guan is mentioned, the female cultivator's eyes are filled with admiration.

Jiang Shangzhen handed over a certificate and said with a smile, "Luo Wan is a very good name."

The material is exquisite and the warp and weft are vertical and horizontal. Luo Wan is extremely beautiful and beautiful. The weaver's craftsmanship is truly ingenious.

Jiang Shangzhen asked from the bottom of his heart: "Miss Xu, has Master Chen told you the inside story of this trip to Yunyan Country?"

Han Yushu's Immortal Slough was in Jiang Shangzhen's hand, and he had used it twice in the wild world. It was a startling glance in the eyes of others.

Luo Wan nodded and said: "Master Yin Guan asked me to pretend to be the immortal named Han and go to Tianmu Academy to prove my innocence. I must put on a good show with Chief Wen Shan and try to give Sanshan Blessed Land a reassurance."

Jiang Shangzhen was in a lazy mood, leaning against the railing of the boat, holding the neck of the wine bottle with his fingers, shaking it gently, and sighing for no reason that it was going to rain and that his mother was going to get married.

The Mirage City of the Daquan Dynasty, in addition to the snow-covered scenery of the glazed realm, is recognized as a beautiful scene on and off Tongyezhou Mountain, there are also hundreds of thousands of peonies, which are unparalleled in the world.

Another visitor came to Liu Xun's residence.

The young man in white clothes has a mole between his eyebrows and a sapphire hairpin on his hair. Next to him is a young man in scholar's robes who has a white jade hairpin on his head.

The two hostas were gifts from their husbands and were carefully carved. Each has an inscription in small regular script with eight characters.

Cui Dongshan's side is "Zhulan Yuchu, as new as if it has not been touched".

Cao Qinglang's side is "Looking at it is clear, and even seeing it is warm."

Now that Mr. Xiang has personally uncovered the deeply hidden Xiao Xing, there is peace in the blessed land. Cui Dongshan has already negotiated the price with the Qi practitioners in the blessed land.

Nine times out of ten, they are willing to return to their hometown of Tongye Continent with their fellow disciples and family members. As for the one or two who choose to stay, it is not that they do not want to return to their homeland, but that Cui Dongshan has opened some of the formation restrictions. Let them experience for themselves what it means to have abundant spiritual energy in a superior blessed land. The result is that both those who leave and those who stay must be paid.

If you don't have enough money on hand, you can owe it first and pay it off slowly later. For those who have arrived in Tongyezhou, the Qingping Sword Sect promises not to call for debt within a hundred years, and the interest rate is not high, so there is no need to rush to pay it off.

The price is calculated on a per-person basis. Those who are at a high level and are closely related to the sect's speakers will have a higher price. There are also those direct disciples with promising paths and good foundations. If the money collected is less, the price will be higher. If you set it too low, wouldn’t it mean looking down on your future achievements? Can you, the proud ones, endure this kind of insult?

As for the refugees who are ordinary people, let’s not talk about money. If Cui Dongshan dares to say this without conscience, he will worry about having his legs broken by his husband.

Cui Dongshan still does things vigorously and resolutely. Since this passage has been created out of thin air between Lotus Root Blessed Land and Daquan Dynasty, then don't waste it. On this matter, he and his husband have the same general thoughts. The old viewer will never If you leave this path for a long time, maybe something will take it away. Taking advantage of the fact that Xiao Mo was reminiscing with the old temple master, he quickly asked all the foreign Qi practitioners in the Lotus Root Blessed Land to leave as soon as possible. This way, moving the umbrella would be easier.

Otherwise, next time Xie Gou travels across continents with a tung leaf umbrella that hides the entire blessed land, it will consume Xie Gou's huge reserve of spiritual energy. She can be indifferent, but Luo Luoshan cannot.

If not, with Chen Ping'an's consistent style, he would have asked Xiaomo or Jiang Shangzhen and Cui Dongshan to return to Tongyezhou with the umbrella. After all, the entire blessed land has been relocated, especially now that it has the five mountains and a complete In the world of great roads, this is more strenuous than the ordinary move of the Immortal Family moving mountains. In addition, during the long journey, this oil-paper umbrella, which is destined to be unable to be placed in the natal Qi Palace by immortal means, will not be damaged if there is any "turbulence", but will only shake violently a few times. I am afraid that for the sentient beings in the blessed land, it will not be damaged. It is a natural disaster with unpredictable consequences.

Therefore, there is no reason for Chen Ping'an to be careless and cautious.

When Xiao Mo returns to Luo Po Mountain from Qing Ming Tian Xia, it is estimated that Xie Gou can also return to Haoran Tian Xia from Shi Wan Da Mountain, just giving them a chance to be alone.

As for whether Xiao Mo can keep his integrity and whether Xie Gou can cook rice, hehe, let them each rely on their abilities.

Liu Min noticed the movement in the courtyard at the entrance of the well and hurried over. Either he didn't come, causing him to stay here year after year, or he came here in a swarm. Did you make an appointment?

Although he was restricted by his status due to his responsibilities and was not allowed to leave the capital for a while, Liu Xun was an old immortal in the Nascent Soul Realm after all, and he was fairly well-informed. He was aware of the changes in the external situation by purchasing landscape and official residence newspapers. Quite a few, so I immediately recognized the identity of the young man in white. Cui Dongshan, the first master of the Qingping Sword Sect, was a disciple of the young hermit official of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Liu Min did not dare to take it lightly and once again introduced his identity to the two uninvited guests.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said: "Qinglang, go to the palace and say hello to Yao Jinzhi and explain why there is such a thing. If His Majesty the Emperor is willing to clean up the mess, come here to try your luck in gold mining and recruit a few people to make up the number. The lowest-class worshipers, the Daquan Yao family are short of thugs, and these people are short of money in their pockets. This is called a destiny of destiny, and they hit it off immediately."

Cao Qinglang smiled and nodded. After asking Liu Xun about the way, he walked around the carved railings and jade buildings, walked out of the house, and went to Yao Jinzhi to discuss the matter.

Liu Min was a little surprised. He never thought he was a serious scholar.

At the entrance of the well of the blessed land, there were also a group of blessed land qigong practitioners who were invited to come here to help Luopo Mountain. Sun Wanyan came to join in the fun. She raised her fingers, her armor shining brightly. As a local monk, this was the first time for Sun Wanyan to see so many Qi Refiners. She sighed quietly, it turned out that Qi Refiners outside were really worthless.

Luo Fumei, the direct disciple of Peixiang of the Fox Kingdom, was responsible for leading a group of female cultivators from the Fox Kingdom. It was rare that she came out to take a breather. In addition, it was an order personally issued by Chen Yinguan of Luopo Mountain, so they did not dare to neglect it at all. , each of the carefully dressed fox-charming female cultivators, like the scribes in the palace, recorded in detail the files of thousands of people, including their names, sects, birthplaces, and landscape records.

The only strange thing is that the leader of the country, Peixiang, has set a rule for them. In addition to them writing and copying, those Tongyezhou Qigong practitioners also have to sit down in line, dictate what they say, and then let them write.

As a result, there are two files left in the Fox Country.

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

Luo Fumei was like a patrol official, staring at the men and women, old and young, with different expressions.

In addition to the swordsman Cao Ni, who has just reached the golden realm, there are also two talented young warriors, Yuan Huang and Wu Jiang. They are all ready to go out and have a long experience.

Yuan Huang also sat in the pile of makeup and powder, helping to record the customs clearance prose. Wu Jiang held a knife in both hands and sat behind the table, seemingly having nothing to do, but in fact he was feasting his eyes.

There is also a female grandmaster He Qizhou from Jiangzhou of Songlai Kingdom, and an old martial artist whose master is said to be the sword sharpener Liu Zong. The old man in his sixties is a six-level martial artist who actually obtained the title of Gao Jun of the Hushan School before. He received an invitation, but did not attend the Damuguan meeting. Apart from the masters' competition to hone their martial arts and fight and kill, the old man was not interested at all in these activities of arguing or fighting for power. This time the old man got the news and came here without saying a word. He wanted to get out of this world and visit Master and his old man.

The mind of a Taoist is connected with heaven and earth.

It's not weird but weird.

On the top of the mountain with colorful flowers and thousands of emerald green bamboos, a drinker in green clothes tapped his white bowl with his fingers, and the tinkling sound was clear and sweet, "How do you say it?"

The demon in white clothes smiled and said: "What kind of problem is this? What can I say? What can I say?"

The monks and the inner demons are each other's enemies and enemies.

A Taoist eliminates inner demons like schooling books, and schooling books is like sweeping away fallen leaves from the heart, swirling and swirling, falling leaves fluttering and dust rising, swirling and swirling.

"Then let's discuss it. Why don't we each take a step back and we can live in peace?"

The inner demon in white sighed heavily when he heard this, put his hands in his sleeves, and looked up at the sky, "You and I know very well that Chen Pingan is not Wu Shuangjiang, how can we peel off the inner demon."

"Nothing is difficult in the world, only those who are willing to do so will find a solution if there is no solution."

"I can't figure it out. What's the cost?"

"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 gain a certain degree of freedom, similar to the monk Yin Shen."

"It doesn't sound sincere."

"It's actually very sincere."

The demon in white clothes smiled and said: "It's true, why should we deceive ourselves and others? I actually trust your method. Maybe other demons other than me would think it's good, and probably just go along with it and nod in agreement. It's a pity." "

The green-shirted drinker sighed: "The me we used to be was so stubborn. That's right. Without you, there wouldn't be us, and we wouldn't be where we are today."

Chen Pingan's real inner demon is the former Chen Pingan.

To be precise, he 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 person. He had removed the blindness, wore a bright red robe, held a sword in both hands, and stood with the sword.

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

The guest in green shirt with a pair of pure golden eyes took the lead to walk to Chen Pingan, squatted on the ground, reached out and grabbed a handful of soil, and gently rubbed it in the palm of his hand.

But the seemingly spotless man in white clothes hesitated for a moment, then stood up from the table and walked over there. As he walked, he turned into a boy and then a child.

Without any words, both the real Chen Pingan, who symbolizes complex human nature, and Chen Pingan, who symbolizes divinity, gave way to the timid child who looked at the world with doubt, fear, and longing. Sitting in the middle, they seemed to be silently protecting the child who had not yet grown up.

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 Ping'an, who was wearing a bright red robe, said hoarsely: "Because you know it will be harder when you grow up, so you don't want to grow up and become who I am now?"

Chen Ping'an, who was wearing a blue shirt and a hosta, laughed and said with a smile: "It turns out that we were also little lazy bugs who couldn't bear the slightest hardship. It has been so many years that we almost forgot."

Chen Pingan, who stretched out his hand to hold the scabbard, murmured: "What can we do? After all, we can't go back to the time before we were five years old."

After hearing this, the child finally said timidly: "Okay, just step back. You can see your parents clearly. You no longer have to remember their faces, and you can also hear them clearly." What words."

Speaking of which, the child put on a pair of shoes suitable for his age. It is the only old thing of the orphan in Mud Bottle Lane that he has not exchanged for food with his peers. Maybe it is because he is really reluctant to part with it, maybe because others are not willing to take it. , no matter what the reason was, after all, he stayed in the ancestral home.

The child said aggrievedly: "It's not that you can't walk back, you just can't bear to part with everything you have now. You don't even want your parents anymore. I don't want to become someone like you."

Chen Ping'an, the god in blue, took off the jade hairpin pinned in his bun with his right hand, as if gently blowing the inscription on it, stretched out his left hand and gently touched the child's head, and said sadly: "You little fool, you're fake , it’s a lie after all. It turns out that I was not so considerate and considerate of others from the beginning. 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. It was windy and rainy, pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers.

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

The child with an immature face listened intently.

It turns out that they are located on an upside-down mountain in the heart of the world. The top of the mountain is facing down, facing the piles of corpses on the heart of the earth.

The child with tears on his face stood up, picked up the basket, wiped his tears, tightened the rope in front of him, and turned to look at the man who was neither human nor ghost. The child smiled slightly with a slight sob, as if To embolden myself, "I'm not afraid of ghosts."

The divine Chen Pingan twisted his wrist, handed the child a bunch of candied haws, and said with a smile: "The smaller ones are more delicious."

The real Chen Pingan seemed to be frowning, afraid to look at the child.

The child hesitated for a moment, then stood up, picked up the basket, stood on tiptoes, and patted his head gently, as if to apologize to him, to comfort him, or to say goodbye silently.

at the same time.

Millions of "Chen Pingan" bones and corpses fell one after another, like a heavy snowfall.

The child wore small warm shoes and carried a big and heavy basket on his back, and just walked into the snow.