Sword of Coming

In the cold season, birds fly violently.

By the side of the Denglong Platform, the wind whistled like the chatter of a shrew.

In the inner city of Old Dragon City, several carriages were parked at the corner of the street outside Chenchen Pharmacy.

The Fu family issued an order and the whole city was under martial law. Not only were Shanze Yexiu and ordinary people not allowed to go to the Dragon Climbing Platform outside the city to watch the battle, they also strictly prohibited anyone in the city except for the six major surnames from going to the streets together. Of course, some children of wealthy families with good hands and eyes can borrow a family token from the six surnames of Shijia and hang it on their waist, so that they can travel unimpeded between the Dragon Climbing Platform and the inner city. Naturally, there are quite a lot of complaints in Old Dragon City, but due to the Fu family's current dominance and the fact that the Fu family has communicated with the main family talkers other than the six surnames early on, there is not much of a problem. There are always people in Old Dragon City. The friction, and then suppressed in an instant, like small waves, some of the prickly-headed disciples who relied on their status were blocked by the monks of the Fu family who were wearing old dragon cloth and rain pendants hanging on their waists from returning to the mansion. He scolded them until they were bloody, scolding them to death.

At Chenchen Pharmacy, after drinking the rice porridge cooked by Zhu Lian, they were ready to go. The group was about to set off for the dragon climbing platform.

Zheng Dafeng walked out of the main room first and took a few puffs of dry cigarettes at the door. It's not that he couldn't tell how nervous he was. However, compared to the slovenliness before, today I put on a slightly old but clean blue long gown.

Zhu Lian and Pei Qian cleared the dishes on the table.

On the right side of Sui is dressed in white, carrying the Chixin Sword, which has become higher and higher in rank after "eating countless hearts". She is standing under the eaves. She has cultivated in the Golden Body Realm of the seventh level of martial arts. She has an outstanding appearance and looks like a fairy.

Lu Baixiang was still wearing a Confucian shirt. He no longer held a few chess pieces and rubbed them in his hand. He wore a narrow sword to stop the snow. The original owner of this sword could be said to be a Yuanying Earth Immortal with an excellent reputation for slaying demons and demons in Taiping Mountain. Even more so, Chen Ping'an was surrounded and killed in a ruined temple by a jade plaque passed down from the ancestor's hall.

Wei Xian was wearing the most eye-catching outfit today. He asked Chen Ping'an if it was illegal to wear a dragon robe in Old Dragon City. Chen Ping'an smiled and said that no one would care about you wearing the Queen's phoenix crown and harem, so Wei Xian put on the one from the scroll. The dragon robe they brought out together was the court robe of the founding emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom. Hidden in the sleeve is the soldier's armor pill, one of the ancestral armors of Huashan, the god Chenglu armor.

Zhu Lian, who looked like a cook, wiped the water stains on his hands and walked out of the kitchen, followed by Pei Qian, who seemed to be in a bad mood today.

Chen Ping'an is still wearing the golden robe today, with the ordinary jade hairpin in his bun, a vermilion wine gourd hanging from his waist, and a plain white jade plaque that no one has ever seen hung on the other side.

The jade tablet was only taken out by Chen Ping'an from a qi palace where "a tiny, tiny ray of sword energy" once occupied. It belonged to Fan Junmao's so-called Xiao Lian. Now it can only be seen, not used.

Its existence is itself a thought.

To be precise, it is one of the few obsessions of Chen Ping'an, a man with poor legs.

Avenge your parents. Ning Yao was promised to be the Great Sword Immortal. I have made a promise with Sister Sword Spirit that one day, I can speak a word to the four worlds in an upright and upright manner.

Chen Pingan had a new pair of boots on his feet today, which Pei Qian secretly sent before. Before dawn, Pei Qian got up in the dark and came to Chen Pingan, who was laying the floor in front of the drug store, holding a pair of boots in his hand. Chen Pingan was curious and asked her where the boots came from. Pei Qian said that he borrowed a few taels of silver from Jiuniang and the others at the inn that time. In addition to buying food in Hu'er Town, the bulk of the expense was these boots, so he wanted to give them as a gift early in the morning. It was given to Chen Pingan, but then people from Huer Town came to scold her, and Chen Pingan wanted to drive her away again, leaving her alone in the inn. She got angry, so she buried it. Later, Chen Pingan He changed his mind and took her with him to Mirage City. She dug it out secretly at night. At that time, Zhong Kui was watching the fun next to her and said it was a tomb. She walked all the way to the ferry of Mirage City and the Immortal Family in Qingjing Mountain. From the ferry to Old Dragon City, she had always been afraid that Chen Ping'an would be angry about the tomb. She felt guilty, so she never dared to bring it out.

At that time, the older one sat on the floor and began to put on his boots. He was a little happy, but he didn't praise the skinny little girl a few words. But what he wanted to say was probably in his young face and clean eyes. .

The younger one squatted aside and asked, "Does it fit?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It fits."

But after Chen Ping'an put on his boots, he stood up and jumped twice, then turned his back and refused to acknowledge anyone else, saying that he would let Pei Qian and Zhao's Yinshen stay at Chenchen Pharmacy instead of following them to the Dragon Platform, and Yinshen would also be there later. If you leave the drug store at a certain moment, don't be afraid to ask for money. As long as you don't leave the drug store without authorization, there will be no danger.

Of course Pei Qian was not happy. She had been studying and practicing the crazy swordsmanship every day these days. Just seeing that Chen Pingan was serious, she drooped her head and said oh.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an looked at Zheng Dafeng and asked with a smile: "What do you mean, let's go?"

Zheng Dafeng took a long puff of dry cigarette, put the cigarette stick on his waist, and strode towards the yard, "Let's go!"

The group of people left Chenchen Pharmacy and walked in the alley.

After getting on the carriage sent by the Fan family, Fan Er and Lao Jianxiu Ma Zhi were not there. Fan Er had visited the medicine shop again before. The two of them were sitting on the roof drinking. Chen Pingan asked him not to show up on the day of the great cold. Near the drug store, Fan Er said that he knew the seriousness of the matter and would not act willfully.

Pei Qian took a small bench and sat at the door of Chenchen Pharmacy, bowing his head and hugging his knees with his hands.

Under her feet was the hiking pole that she had been with for a long time. She stepped on the sole of her shoe, gently twisted it, and rolled it around.

On the other side of the threshold, there was an oil-paper umbrella standing at an angle. This was what Chen Ping'an asked her to keep with her, even in the dusty medicine shop.

Zhao's Yin Shen has not moved yet. Zheng Dafeng only needs to break the cigarette rod and it will appear next to Zheng Dafeng. It is inappropriate to appear on the dragon platform too early. Maybe there is a countermeasure already in place. The area near the Dragon Climbing Platform is worthy of the saying of Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger. Those who are qualified to stand there are all high-ranking gods and strangers in Old Dragon City. All of them are monks and masters who enjoy the enshrinement of the five major surnames.

The Yin God stood beside the little Hei Tan girl and asked, "Are you worried about Chen Ping'an?"

Pei Qian said softly: "My father is so powerful."

The Yin Shen surnamed Zhao walked out of the small temple in Lizhu Cave and said with a smile: "It's awesome, but it's just a bit stupid. He has to wade through troubled waters even though it has nothing to do with him."

For the first time, Pei Qian did not jump around and curse, and said to himself: "No, otherwise you will always take me with you? I am a loser. My father is so rich, and he is still a money addict. He never spends money lavishly. I can't wait to break a copper coin into eight petals and use it."

The more he talked, the more worried he became. Pei Qian straightened up, took out the yellow paper talisman from his sleeve, slapped it on his forehead, raised his head, puffed up his cheeks, and blew the pagoda demon-suppressing talisman to float gently.

Three carriages drove from the inner city to the outer city.

Zheng Dafeng was sitting alone in the front carriage, closing his eyes and concentrating. The fist energy he had tried so hard to suppress actually showed signs of overflowing. With every bump and rise of the carriage, there was a strong energy floating around, but Soon, Zheng Dafeng would rush back into his body with every breath he took.

A martial artist at the top of the Nine Realms has his own magnanimity.

Chen Ping'an was supposed to be sitting with Zhu Lian, the loser who liked to call himself an old slave, but Sui Sui's right side got there first. Zhu Lian was more sensible and went to ride in a carriage with Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang with a smile.

In the carriage, they sat opposite each other.

Sui Zuoyi asked: "Is it because you are so impressed with Lu Baixiang because he was the first to reveal the secret and said something? The reason why you are so dissatisfied with me is because of what I revealed to you at the Border Inn. Are you aware of the obliteration machine?"

Chen Pingan asked back: "The old Taoist said that after you walked out of the scroll, you would definitely be loyal to me. Did he manipulate your state of mind?"

Chen Pingan asked himself and answered: "But I always feel it's not the case. It's not just the time you revealed your murderous intention to me. In my eyes, the four of you are always dead people. If you are human, you will have people's hearts." There are ups and downs, no matter how calm the mind is and the ancient well is unwavering, on the road of practice, no one can dare to speak about themselves without changing their original intentions. So I am very curious about why the old Taoist dares to say that I can use you with confidence."

Sui Youyou also asked: "Can't you believe...the God of our Ouhua Blessed Land?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I trust the old Taoist on this matter."

Sui stretched out his right hand to wipe the sheath of Chixin's sword lying across his knees, "In addition to each of us getting one sentence, there is actually another sentence that all four of us know... Wei Xian is hard to say, he never talks to the three of us in private. Chat, so at least Lu Baixiang, Zhu Lian and I know this sentence."

Chen Pingan asked: "Can you say?"

Sui Youyou smiled bitterly and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter what I said. It's just that 'the person who kills Chen Ping'an with his own hands will be the only one to be free'. So if you are the first to ask me to leave the scroll, I will try to kill him no matter what." You. As for why Wei Xian was the first one to walk out of the scroll, but didn't make a move to you, or even had any killing intention, I can't figure it out. After the battle at the inn, after you invited the other three people out in one go, it became A situation of mutual restraint. No one wants others to succeed and become the 'only one'."

Chen Ping'an frowned and said, "But Wei Xian said personally outside the ruined temple that if I die, you all will die. Isn't that contradictory?"

Sui Zuoyi smiled and said: "Either Wei Xian lied, or the god knew that you would invite Wei Xian first and deliberately did not say this to him. No matter what happened to Wei Xian, at least I, Lu Baixiang The three of you and Zhu Lian will never allow the other two of the three to kill you. Whoever dares to kill you privately will become the target of the other two. Is there a sentence that Wei Xian doesn't know whether it's true or not? None of us are willing to lose...freedom. You have been the number one person in the world in Lotus Flower Blessed Land, and you should know that for people like us, freedom is by no means an optional pursuit."

Chen Ping'an didn't say much about Sui Youyou's so-called "freedom". He just sighed: "No wonder people say that God's calculations are not as good as God's calculations. God's calculations have already calculated all people's hearts."

Chen Ping'an quickly rejected this final conclusion, "It's not necessarily the case for everything and for everyone."

Sui Youyou asked with a smile: "Even if I survive this time, the young master will suffer a great loss. Is it worth it?"

This world is too big, the mountains are too high, the monks are too far away from the world, and there are too many unworthy people and things.

Chen Ping'an said nothing and began to practice sword furnace setting with his eyes closed.

The three carriages drove out of the outer city and headed to the Dragon Climbing Platform.

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Fu Qi began to climb the dragon platform alone and climbed the steps.

The Yuan Ying ancestor of the Fu family did not show up. Fu Qi's eldest son Fu Donghai, his eldest daughter Fu Chunhua, the "groom official" Fu Nanhua who married the legitimate daughter of the Jiang family in Yunlin, and the old Longcheng Jin who married here to cultivate Chu Yang, the first person in the Dan Dynasty, and a group of guest ministers were standing under the Dragon Climbing Platform.

Chu Yang's face was cold. After his battle with Zheng Dafeng, he was a blessing in disguise and successfully broke through the bottleneck and became a Nascent Soul Immortal. However, before Fu Qi took the stage today, the old monk said frankly that no matter he wins or loses, he will never He got involved in this mess. Last time he made an exception and left the seaside hut and went to the Fu family to stop Zheng Dafeng. He had fulfilled his great duty as a worshiper of the Fu family. Fu Qi had no objection to this, and said with a smile that Elder Chu would just laugh and watch the ebb and flow of the sea from now on, and no human disputes would interfere with Elder Chu's retreat.

Fu Donghai's face was expressionless, showing no emotion or joy.

He originally thought that when Fu Nanhua was most proud, he designed to trap Zheng Dafeng, which was a modest contribution to the Fu family and could suppress his younger brother Fu Nanhua's momentum.

Who would have thought that it would be such a mess? The city lord's father, Fu Qi, didn't even show his face after he was seriously injured by Zheng Dafeng. He neither punished nor comforted him, as if he treated his eldest son as a dead person. This is what makes Fu Donghai the most crazy. As the head of the Fu family, Fu Qi still holds the title of the lord of Old Dragon City. He has always been "very talkative" in dealing with family affairs and the structure of Old Dragon City. For example, he has never acted wantonly. He suppressed the other famous surnames Zhengli, and treated the worms and trash in the family who were unable to practice with great preferential treatment. However, when Fu Qi was not easy to talk to, the direct descendants like Fu Donghai and Fu Chunhua would even feel intimidated.

Fu Chunhua looked up at the tall figure climbing higher and higher, her expression in a trance.

She still remembers the scene when her father took her to find Zheng Dafeng. They didn't have a very happy conversation, nor did they break up on bad terms. It just meant that they were like-minded and incompatible with each other. From that day on, the two sides were on the same page. That’s all.

But Fu Donghai's small move this time caused such a big uproar. As an outsider, Fu Chunhua saw it more clearly than the anxious Fu Donghai. In fact, her father Fu Qi was not convinced by Fu Donghai's cleverness this time. Not angry, but vaguely happy. Just like a fool who didn't have high hopes, one day he made a mistake and finally did something of great help to a smart person who had been waiting for a long time but couldn't get in.

Fu Nanhua, the youngest son of Fu Qi, who has always been the "young city lord", is the most bored.

Zheng Dafeng died on the dragon platform without any suspense.

As for the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family, it was true that she went to the wedding hall to get married. However, after entering the bridal chamber, the two parties had a frank discussion. Fu Nanhua felt that it was acceptable. However, she looked very surprising. She was not what the outside world said. She was so bloated and ugly, but even more beautiful than the Osmanthus Island Jinsu he liked. However, Fu Nanhua didn't have the slightest idea, because at that time, in the bridal chamber, the newlyweds, who were seemingly a match made in heaven, except for the Jiang family's legitimate daughter who had taken off her wedding clothes early and put on her usual clothes, there was a nanny behind her.

An experienced Nascent Soul sword cultivator supported by the Jiang family.

How could Fu Nanhua dare to make a mistake? He just took one more look at Jiang's daughter, his wife, which attracted a sharp look from the nun. He couldn't afford to offend her, and then Fu Nanhua He no longer asks for trouble, except for some necessary face-saving efforts, he rarely goes to her and the old grandma to make trouble, and the woman keeps her word, even if it is the money Fu Nanhua spends to go out to drink wine with friends , she comes out.

Fu Nanhua thinks that such a wedding day is wonderful and he should be content with it.

He was just married to the Jiang family's legitimate daughter. As for beautiful women like her, you could still find a few in Old Dragon City as long as you were willing to spend a lot of money.

In the Ding family, the Fang family and the Hou family stood on the left and right respectively.

It's just that Du Yan, the "son-in-law" of the Ding family with great connections to the Tongye Sect, did not show up today.

Even if you don't show your face, chatting with the three major surnames who are allied with each other in Old Dragon City can be much easier. You don't have to constantly speculate on the thoughts of the direct descendant of the Tongye Sect for fear of accidentally saying the wrong thing and causing disaster.

After all, a large sect of the Immortal family that can be named after a continent has such a profound foundation that even all the big families in the Old Dragon City of Fujia Aquarius Continent combined cannot compete with it, let alone those of them who are ridiculed as profit-seekers. "Businessmen" have always been a mess.

Aquarius Continent is originally the smallest one among the Nine Continents, and Tongye Sect is the largest immortal sect in Tongye Continent in the south.

The arm could not twist the thigh. The Fang family and the Hou family were secretly glad that the noble Du Yan was only a woman named Ding who protected the Ding family, and not the legendary ancestor behind him, who was responsible for this place. Lao Longcheng became interested.

The Fang family is in the worst situation now. Zheng Dafeng almost destroyed the mansion by himself.

But today, the culprit of the Fang family was very arrogant and showed no signs of depression. He was talking loudly with a friend of the Hou family.

How could he not feel in a good mood? The lunatic named Zheng would soon be beaten to death on the dragon platform. He had already prepared a large sum of money. When he returned to the city, he would hold a big banquet. As long as it was Those women who worked as clerks in Chenchen Pharmacy, regardless of their age, beauty or ugliness, were all thrown into the brothels at the bottom of Old Dragon City to become prostitutes. Didn’t you, Zheng Dafeng, mobilize troops like this just because you were a bitch in the mud? Do you regret it now? ?

The Sun family and the Fan family are far away from the Fu family and Ding Fanghou.

Moreover, very few people from the two families came to join in the fun.

The head of the Sun family, Sun Jiashu, did not show up. There was only an old man from the Fan family who was in charge of the incense in the ancestral hall, and the rest were relatively talented children from the side branches.

When the three carriages came into view.

The old Longcheng surnamed teams working in their own camps did not make any noise or point a finger. Even the disciples of the Fang family who were sure that Zheng Dafeng died on the dragon platform began to hold their breath and concentrate, and suppressed their smiles.

Regardless of good or bad nature and good or bad temperament.

Those who can stand here today more or less symbolize the family's reputation, and few are true fools.

Just like watching the battle this time, why didn't all the families let the earth immortals sacrifice magic weapons and use pavilions, lofts, small ferries, etc. to fly into the air so that everyone could comfortably overlook the battlefield? Instead, he stood obediently under the Dragon Climbing Platform and only watched the war through the various "mirror flowers and moonlight" of the mountain magic?

No one even dared to suggest this.

This is the huge power that the Fu family has accumulated over thousands of years, and the survival wisdom that big business families like Lao Longcheng should have.

Three carriages slowly stopped at the dragon platform.

Everyone in the Fu family looked at each other with amusement, and no one would jump out to challenge Zheng Dafeng and his party. They might die, and it would be the Fu family's face that would be humiliated. The Fu family themselves would even feel that death is not a pity, so don't waste the family's money.

Zheng Dafeng climbed the high platform alone.

They didn't say any parting words to Chen Pingan, they just strode up the mountain.

Chen Pingan looked around once, then quickly looked away, just looking up at the steps.

Fu Nanhua was staring at this guy from a distance, and he was very surprised. The dark and skinny young man in Mubo Alley back then was really lucky. After leaving Lizhudong Tianhou, in just a few years, he was as confident as he is today. , instead of walking around Fu Nanhua and Lao Longcheng, they bumped in and disrupted the situation. Moreover, among the team that came to congratulate last time, Yunxiashan Cai Jinjian, who should have died no more, not only left Lizhu Cave Heaven alive, but also returned to Yunxia Mountain. Her cultivation level has not retreated but advanced. After she saw herself that day, Cai Jinjian The attitude is also worth chewing on.

After Zheng Dafeng walked to the highest point of the Dragon Climbing Platform.

Chen Ping'an cast his eyes to a higher place. There was a sea of ​​clouds there, but he was on the boundary of Old Dragon City and could not see it when he looked up. Only by taking a ferry and looking down could he see that magnificent scene.

According to Zheng Dafeng, this sea of ​​clouds is the real foundation for the Fu family to stand in Old Dragon City for thousands of years.

The historical origins can be traced back to the arrival of the last true dragon in the world on Aquarius Island.

After that, there was the underground dragon path, the bloody battle in Lizhu Cave where the monks died like rain, the crab archway and the small town, and the In the well, there was a snowy night, and the girl who almost froze to death fell at the door of Chen Ping'an's ancestral home in Mubo Alley. Chen Ping'an happened to save her, but she went next door and became Song Jixin's wife. Maid.

The old Taoist priest from Donghai took Chen Ping'an to the blessed land of Ouhua for who knows how many years and tens of thousands of miles. During this period, the old Taoist said something: Everything in the world has a context that can be seen, and everything people in the world think has traces to follow. .

It's just that these are major matters that Chen Ping'an cannot delve into for the time being.

Above everyone's heads, above the huge sea of ​​clouds, lay a woman in green robes, staring blankly at the dome that protected everyone in the world. It would be great if she could see farther.

What can I do if I just see it? The secular dynasty, the broken country, the mountains and rivers are still there, and there is still spring in the city with deep grass and trees. She, the Sun Jiashu in the old dragon city at her feet, the woman who had a chance encounter by the Longxu River, and probably some people. , none of them can do it.

As for the little girl who walked up to the dragon platform earlier, if she wants to snatch Yunhai, she should repair and complete the dragon robe made by the Fu family. At that time, there is hope that the old dragon robe of the semi-immortal soldier can be upgraded to a veritable one. Immortal soldiers.

This made Fan Junmao very concerned.

The battle for the great road is more dangerous than life.

Like her, dying once is nothing.

As long as the fragrance of the avenue continues, we can naturally come back.

Therefore, the old man in Yang's shop is the only one who cannot die. As long as the old man can still smoke and smoke there, Fan Junmao, Li Er's daughter Li Liu, and all the people chosen by the old man can die. Death is inevitable.

As for this world, besides the old man, who else does Fan Junmao fear?

The answer is no.

Even if the three founders of the three religions who have reached the end of the road came to the old dragon city in person, and with their supernatural powers, which are now higher than the old man's, they wanted her to literally disappear into ashes at the snap of a finger, she only had deep-seated hatred and no awe at all. .

At this point, Fan Junmao and Zhigui, who has climbed to the top of the platform, are in conflict with each other, but have similar minds.

She sat up suddenly and glanced at Fu Qi on the dragon platform, confused.

Zheng Dafeng has reached the top.

Fu Qi stood ready.

Today, Fu Qi did not borrow the semi-immortal weapons held by Yuanying Ancestor. Fu Qi didn't put on the old dragon robe either. The semi-immortal weapon that protected the Fu family's ancestral hall was also not taken out.

Fu Qi could no longer control the sea of ​​clouds above his head.

So Fu Qi only brought the semi-immortal weapon he had just purchased from another continent today, an ownerless flying sword left behind by a sword immortal after his death.

Fan Junmao felt something was wrong, something very wrong.

She sat down in the sea of ​​clouds. The sea of ​​clouds bypassed the Dragon Climbing Platform and suddenly sank, instantly covering the entire Old Dragon City. At the same time, Fan Junmao bit his finger and drew a talisman on his hand. It was an ancient talisman that had been lost for a long time. , the god who controls the mountains and rivers of the current Qi practitioner is just a fake born from this talisman. After drawing the talisman, with the sea of ​​clouds filling the old dragon city, Fan Junmao, whose face turned pale, clasped his hands together, and then opened his arms in an instant. Between his hands, pictures flashed by. Fan Junmao watched the pictures in front of him like a horse.

The ancestral hall of the Fu family, the ancestral house of the Sun family, and the dusty medicine shop were passed by one by one.

When the picture finally settled on an old man standing on the top of an outer city, this small picture of mountains and rivers suddenly shattered into pieces.

The skin on the palm of Fan Junmao's hand when he drew the talisman was already torn. He swallowed a mouthful of heart essence and blood, and suddenly lost more than ten years of ordinary Nascent Soul Earth Immortal Taoism. Fan Junmao's face was gloomy, and he didn't mind the loss of cultivation at all. Good guy, at least one is The Dragon Crossing the River in the Immortal Realm of the Twelve Realms!

Could it be that old pervert from Tongye Sect?

Since his awakening, Fan Junmao, who has always had a broader heart than the world, finally became a little more solemn.

Zheng Dafeng died on the dragon platform. She felt that his skills were inferior to others. It was over and done with and she couldn't blame anyone.

But if she walked off the dragon platform alive, but died unexpectedly and suddenly at the hands of an "outsider", she would feel unhappy!

This old Dragon City has been her territory since ancient times!

But for an unpleasant Zheng Dafeng, is it worth giving up the "Fan Junmao" in her life?

She fell back and began to weigh the pros and cons. In fact, there were no pros but only cons. So she closed her eyes, sighed softly, and stopped looking at Zheng Dafeng's jokes. After all, they weren't funny at all.

The entire boarding platform began to shake violently.

The waters of the East China Sea and South China Sea that were brought to Aquarius Continent stirred up and hit the shore, but the earth immortals showed their magical powers and pushed them back one after another.

On the sea not far from the island ferry, a little Taoist boy stepped on a huge golden gourd floating uncertainly, with a smile on his face.

The parasol umbrella covers the secrets of heaven, so it can not only save your life, but also cover the deduction and rescue of the people behind you, Chen Pingan.

There is no way to bring about blessings and misfortunes, only people bring it upon themselves.

You, Chen Ping'an, are in trouble this time. You have offended the only guy in Tongyezhou who shouldn't be offended. Otherwise, except for this person from Yugui Sect, Fuqi Sect, Taipingshan, and even Tongye Sect, you, Chen Ping'an, would have no problem. Big, you, Chen Ping'an, do have some ability in the fight in the same realm. You are not afraid of it. Even the so-called land gods in the eyes of the world, such as Jindan Yuanying, you can fight with. Those who are higher up, the Jade Pure Realm of the Fifth Realm, may not be willing to bully you, a pure martial artist at a young age. Those who are higher up, the Immortal Realm, may see some clues about you, and are not willing to betray you.

Unfortunately.

This time the person who came down from the Tongye Sect.

The least particular thing about it.

Unfortunately, this careless old pervert is the second person on the mountain in Tongyezhou.

After all, Tongyezhou still has his Taoist temple.

So if you, Chen Ping'an, do whatever you want, spend countless amounts of your family's wealth, and work hard to protect Zheng Dafeng, in the end you will only be able to fetch water from a bamboo basket, and you may die here.

This is not bad, I can help you collect the body and bring it back to the Taoist temple, and become the nourishment of the Lotus Flower Blessed Land.

The little Taoist boy who stepped on the huge golden sword-raising gourd was swaying and gloating: "The show is about to begin. Little Aquarius Island is going to suffer."

Just less than half an hour.

It was completely quiet when we climbed to the dragon platform.

And the end result is incredible.

The person who stepped off the dragon platform turned out to be Zheng Dafeng. The key was that he was clean and there was no sign of serious injury or death.

Fu Donghai and Fu Chunhua's moods fluctuated violently, unwilling to believe what they saw with their eyes.

Could it be that his father Fu Qi died?

This is not all bad!

The two looked at each other knowingly.

Fu Nanhua looked calm, with a smile on his face, and something moved in his heart. After hearing the hidden words in his heart, Fu Nanhua turned his palm and made a small movement that was not easy to detect.

On the Ding family side, an old priest stepped forward and whispered to the head of the Ding family. The latter quickly went to whisper to the two families with the two major surnames of Fang Hou. The two had different expressions, but in the end they nodded.

Fu Nanhua's small move was like a big stone hitting a lake, causing ripples.

After Zheng Dafeng stepped off the dragon platform, without saying a word, Chen Pingan accompanied Zheng Dafeng into a carriage.

Zheng Dafeng's face was as bright as gold for a moment, and he said hoarsely: "Fu Qi gave up in the middle of the fight. He was obviously unwilling to lose any face. Fu Qi was not willing to accompany me to fight to the end, and he did not break the bottleneck of the Nine Realms for me. , the slim chance of reaching the tenth level in one fell swoop, he didn’t use all his belongings to fight with me, he just exchanged injuries with me, so this trip back to the inner city drug store will definitely be in great danger. Chen Pingan, please think about it last! Should you get off the car halfway or follow me back to the pharmacy?!"

Chen Pingan said calmly: "Fu Qi is shameless, I want it."

Zheng Dafeng tilted his head, stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood flowing from his ears, and said with a smile: "Do you believe this? If you want face, just for a few pennies, you will go to Shudunzi every morning early in the morning. Bian, took the letter and ran around the town?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I can earn that money with peace of mind."

Zheng Dafeng smiled bitterly and said, "What, you have to ask me to leave before you leave?"

Chen Ping'an said: "It's useless for you to beg me."

Zheng Dafeng leaned back, "What the hell are you planning?"

Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment, "The last time I broke through in Old Dragon City, there was something weird, but it was not obvious. This time I went to the Lotus Flower Blessed Land. After I came back, I arrived at Old Dragon City. I don't know why I intuitively told me that in the There is an evil dragon swimming in the well of my heart, raising its head. Once I choose to leave, it may break free from its shackles and completely escape. This may be the inevitable disaster for me to go against the will of heaven and rebuild the Immortal Bridge. It is estimated that after I cross When I was standing on that stone arch bridge, I felt that I was accepted by this world, but it was actually an illusion. It was not a good thing, but I was already being targeted by the vast world. If I run away today, I will run away in this life."

Zheng Dafeng believes this.

But he knew in his heart that this was actually Chen Pingan's "excuse", even though his words were absolutely true.

Zheng Dafeng cursed, "Then don't die here because of me. Can you change someone else? Don't make me, Zheng Dafeng, feel indebted. Can you go find Li Er, who is impressed by you, or your good friend Liu Xianyang..."

Chen Ping'an pointed at Zheng Dafeng's eyes, "The eye sockets are bleeding. Wipe them well. You are not good-looking to begin with. That girl will like you. She has really bad taste. If she were still alive and saw you like this, I probably won’t like it anymore.”

Zheng Dafeng laughed and cursed and lightly kicked Chen Pingan, but Chen Pingan slapped him away.

Three carriages drove towards Old Dragon City.

The three coachmen were all dead soldiers of the Fan family, and they looked calm.

After driving for more than ten miles, two Fang family worshipers appeared on the road, the only remaining warriors of the Seventh Realm and a golden elixir monk.

Zheng Dafeng wanted to get out of the car, but was stopped by Chen Pingan.

Sui Zuoyou got off the carriage first, followed by Lu Baixiang, but temporarily left one person to Sui Zuozuo to deal with the two. Lu Baixiang followed the two carriages and walked slowly, ready to meet Sui Zuozuo at any time.

A carriage stopped.

Later, the Hou family enshrined and blocked the road.

Zhu Lian jumped off the carriage.

Another Fan family carriage stopped.

Wei Xian followed the last carriage on foot, which was filled with Chen Pingan and Zheng Dafeng.

Behind them are the Ding family worshippers.

Wei Xian, wearing a dragon robe with nectar armor on the outside, stopped and the carriage continued to move forward.

Zheng Dafeng shook his head and said: "It's the Fu family's intention. The situation is completely different from what we expected before. The battle on the Dragon Platform was much better than expected, but stepping off the Dragon Platform is even worse than the worst outcome." There are too many bad things. The Fu family actually doesn’t even take Yunlin Jiang’s face seriously, what’s going on?”

Approaching the east gate of the outer city of Old Dragon City, Chen Pingan opened the curtain and took a look, "This shows what I said at the time, the monks of the upper five realms hiding behind the scenes have appeared, and they are unlikely to be the Yupu realm, even if they are eleven Realm, most likely he will be a sword cultivator, so he was able to make the Yunlin Jiang family endure it, but the real worst-case scenario is that the great monk waiting for the two of us has been involved in the Jiang family very early. The legitimate daughter married into the old Longcheng bureau and killed you Zheng Dafeng. It was just a small bonus in a big deal. As for the Fan family, they might have been excluded and will be subject to a round of liquidation. Fan Junmao doesn't care. If we don't take action, the Fan family is already in danger of being destroyed."

Zheng Dafeng laughed at himself: "So, I, Zheng Dafeng, will never be buried. It depends on whether the great monk who is waiting for me will give me a chance to enter the ten realms."

The carriage slowly stopped.

Chen Ping'an lifted the curtain, looked up at the top of the city, and said softly: "It may be more difficult."

Zheng Dafeng and Chen Ping'an stood side by side on the road into the city. There were three people standing on the top of the city, an ordinary old man, Du Yan, the direct descendant of Tongye Sect, and his wife Ding.

The handsome and handsome Du Yan chuckled softly: "Ancestor, are you being too bullying by taking action yourself?"

The old man smiled and said: "If you don't bully others based on your realm and cultivation, then why do you have to practice hard? Besides, did my current realm fall from the sky? Isn't it the result of fighting again and again, narrowly avoiding death, and saving a little bit of property. "

Du Yan smiled and nodded: "That's what our ancestors taught us."

Du Yan hesitated, "That guy named Chen Ping'an?"

The old man smiled and said: "I have heard of this young man's name. Previously, that loser of mine borrowed the sect's important weapons, but in the end, he was a swordsman who got there first and killed the great demon of Fuji Sect, which gave Jiang Shangzhen a huge advantage. I know the name of that sword cultivator. He is very powerful. Disciples of Wen Sheng, around him, in the past hundred years, he broke the sword hearts of many excellent sword embryos in various continents. For example, Cao Jun from Posu Continent was in the limelight for a while. Two, later the old scholar imprisoned himself in Gongdelin Academy, and Zuo Zuo disappeared. His swordsmanship was very good. When Zuo Zuo was at sea, he asked about the name Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan must be closely related to the lineage of literary saints. of."

Du Yan felt his scalp numb when he heard this.

What kind of outstanding swordsman must he be if he, the ancestor of the resurgence of the Tongye Sect, can be described as "powerful" and "very smart"? As for the "literary sage", "old scholar" and "great connections", Du Yan felt that Chen Ping'an would be safe this time, but that Zheng Dafeng would definitely die.

Unexpectedly, the old man said again: "Why else do you think I would take that ferry? I am waiting for that man. I am not afraid that he will come, but I am afraid that he will let me take the gift of my life in vain."

Du Yan was in a state of excitement and bowed his head and said: "The spirit of our ancestors is so great that it surpasses our Tongyezhou!"

The old man sneered and said: "Don't talk too much nonsense like this. If you have the ability, reach my level and let your own descendants and future generations of sect disciples flatter you."

Du Yan said uneasily: "I don't dare to hope too much."

The old man shook his head and said: "So you are also a loser, but you just got lucky and took my last name."

Du Yan was not depressed at all. Instead, he smiled happily and said, "Good luck is also a matter of ability."

The old man nodded for the first time and said, "That's right."

The old man took a step forward.

In an instant, the old man came directly in front of Zheng Dafeng, only two or three steps away, almost face to face. Because of his short stature, the old man had to slightly look up at the seriously injured Nine Realm martial artist, and asked with a smile: " I heard that you are the janitor over at Lizhu Cave, working for that weird old man. I wonder if he would have the guts to leave that cage and cause trouble for me after I beat you to death?"

Zheng Dafeng was indifferent.

Just throw out a punch.

The old man put his hands behind his back and took a punch while standing. He slid back a few steps, but his whole body remained unchanged.

On the other hand, Zheng Dafeng's abdomen was pierced by an object that looked like a boat and was as long as two arms.

The old man habitually stretched out his thumb and wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, "Is this a little bit of energy? I'm not a pure martial artist. People say that a Qi practitioner's physique is made of paper. I don't think that's the case."

The old man flicked his fingers to remove the bit of blood, and then pointed at Zheng Dafeng's abdomen, "This is not the flying sword of the sword cultivator. I am most annoyed by sword cultivators in my life. They like to be in the limelight too much, especially sword immortals and their ilk. Damn, I can't wait to pluck out their eyeballs and stuff them into their vaginas. It's a pity that when I can do this, I have to abide by the rules of this world again. It's a big prison. I can't leave the mountain easily, do you think it's hateful or not?"

Having said this, the old man glanced sideways at the sky.

Zheng Dafeng stepped on the ground and punched the old man again.

As a result, the old man turned sideways, pressed Zheng Dafeng's head with one hand, and pushed him back.

Zheng Dafeng flew backwards for more than a hundred feet, with the small boat shaped like a flying sword still firmly nailed to his abdomen. He fell in a pool of blood, struggled to get up again and again, and fell back to the ground again and again.

The old man turned to look at Chen Ping'an and asked, "Can you call me?"

Without waiting for any reply from the young man, he already waved his sleeves.

Dressed in white, he flew out upside down, spinning lightly in the air, landing floating on the ground, and stepped heavily on the ground one after another. Only then did he stop his retreating figure, his sleeves fluttering.

The old man was slightly surprised, "It's better than expected. He actually has the qualifications to not be a waste. Not bad, not bad. It's a pity that his surname is not Du, so it wouldn't be a pity if he died..."

The old man raised his hand and pressed it gently.

A golden palm as big as a mountain peak directly broke through the sea of ​​clouds above Old Dragon City and pressed towards the top of the mountain above Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an punched the sky in the Yunzheng Daze style.

Within a hundred feet in radius, dust was flying, covering the sky and the sun.

In the big pit, Chen Pingan slowly walked up the slope and reappeared in the old man's field of vision.

The old man looked around, nodded and said suddenly: "It seems that those around are not your kid's protectors, so naturally they won't be able to come..."

As he spoke, Chen Pingan, who was wearing a golden robe and a golden face, seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand. He flew into the air, drew an arc, and crashed into the old dragon city wall behind the old man. .

The old man shook his head and said: "So what if it's a good seedling? It's not even in the upper five realms. Is it still a waste?"

Without looking at the city wall behind him, the old man stretched out his arm and flicked his fingers backward.

When Chen Pingan crashed into the city wall, a huge spider web of cracks appeared. After being fingered by the old man, Chen Pingan, who was already deep in the city wall, directly broke through the entire wall and landed in the outer city.

The old man scratched his head and waited for a moment. The world was particularly quiet.

Zheng Dafeng squatted on the ground, raised his head, and the old man smiled and said: "You can try to break that old cigarette pole. I am very curious whether the old guy came to save you personally, or if he is just a little trick."

Zheng Dafeng vomited blood and said with difficulty: "It's enough to kill me alone."

The old man shook his head and said: "That old guy from Lizhu Dongtian is standing in front of me and telling me this, maybe I will think about it."

The old man frowned and turned his head to look.

The young man actually forced himself to reappear in the big hole in the city wall, holding something that looked like a pill in his hand.

One of the instructors had a gloomy face, "It's an upper-level fifth-level demon elixir. If it's a refined object, if it explodes, the entire east side of Old Dragon City will be destroyed."

Fu Nanhua laughed loudly and said: "This person will never do such a thing!"

Aunt Xi looked strange and glanced at Fu Nanhua, who chuckled and said, "This kind of person is so stupid."

Sun Jiashu sighed, Chen Ping'an really wouldn't do this.

As soon as he took a step, Yuan Ying Ancestor held his shoulder down and said, "Don't force yourself to come forward, otherwise all the plans of the Sun family will be in vain."

Sun Jiashu struggled for a while, but was still held down by the old man, "You can do whatever you want with other things, but not this matter! This is not your business alone, Sun Jiashu."

Sun Jiashu still wanted to speak, but was knocked unconscious by the ancestor of the Sun family.

Chen Pingan sat on the edge of the broken city wall and spread his palms, "I will use this demon pill to buy Zheng Dafeng's life."

Although the distance was quite far, the old man could still hear clearly, "When is the life of a Nine Realm martial artist worth so much money?"

After thinking for a while, the old man nodded with a smile, "However, no matter how few martial artists there are in the ninth realm, there will always be more demon pills than these twelve realms, so I agreed."

He stretched out his hand to grab the Twelve Realm Demon Pill and put it into his pocket, then sneered: "Zheng Dafeng's life is left to you. As for this little brat's martial arts realm, don't keep it."

I saw the old man stamping his feet.

Zheng Dafeng, who was struggling to get up, heard a series of shattering sounds from his back.

A ninth-level warrior seemed to have no bones and lay limp on the ground.

The old man looked at the young man and said, "Okay, what are you going to buy your life for now? Remember, it must be more precious than the demon elixir of the great demon of the Twelve Realms."

The young man was sitting cross-legged. He was a bloody man and his face could no longer be seen clearly.

The old man smiled and said: "They say I have a bad temper. I will make an exception today and wait for you."

This unassuming ancestor of the Tongye Sect's resurgence, that natal immortal weapon is called Swallowing Sword Boat.

The complete carcass of a huge treasure-eating whale from ancient times took six hundred years to be refined. For six hundred years, the Tongye Sect devoted all its manpower and material resources to make a desperate move.

The only time the Tongye Sect was overpowered by the Jade Gui Sect in the south was during those bleak years, when the founder of the sect died in an accident while traveling to the Central Earth Divine Continent, and the sect disappeared. Without the Immortal Realm to sit in charge, there was no support for the young and the old. Then the Tongye Sect drained all its financial resources for the ancestor of the Du family. After the old monks refined their natal immortal weapons, they stayed in seclusion for hundreds of years.

However, when the old man came out of seclusion, the first thing he did was to take a "ferry boat" to the top of the Jade Guizong Mountain, where he had a fight with a Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal, a matter of life and death, and ended up beating the sword Immortal to death directly. Even the sword cultivator's natal flying sword was swallowed.

Since you can swallow the Sword Fairy's Flying Sword, what else can't be eaten that day?

The old man waited for a moment and asked, "Have you thought about it?"

Chen Pingan shook his head, "No more."

The old man smiled and asked: "The sword gourd on my waist is of decent quality. Well, there is also a piece of jade. It has been a few years old, but it is a very close thing? It's a pity that together, they can't buy your life, let alone you." Once you die, everything will be mine."

Chen Pingan lowered his head, patted the sword gourd, forced a smile, and said something other people said, "This is how it will be in this life. If you can run, run."

Then he reached out tremblingly, with his left hand covered in blood, and pulled off the jade medal from his waist. He held it tightly in his hand, wanting to crush the jade medal that he had just taken out from his acupuncture point after hard work.

There is only one thought in my mind, this thing cannot be left to others even after death.

Things close by are safe and sound.

Chen Pingan was full of guilt, but in the end, he felt a little aggrieved.

Chen Ping'an never complains about others.

Somewhat aggrieved.

He raised the arm that was holding the jade plaque tightly and placed it in front of his eyes. His tears were stained with blood, but he just didn't want the world to see this scene.

Chen Ping'an put down his hands, slowly closed his eyes, raised his head high, and glanced south, "I have a sword... I can move mountains, and I can topple seas..."

The ancestor of the Tongye Sect's resurgence sneered: "What are you doing? Shouldn't your last words be calling me a bully?"

So he harnessed his natal immortal weapon and pierced the abdomen of the young man on the other side of the city cave with "one sword".

For some reason, the jade tablet shattered.

The old man frowned slightly, but he just felt that it was a pity that something so close was missing.

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On the top of Suishan Mountain, an old scholar sat on the top of the stone tablet and was consuming the golden-armored god. He had been silently deducing the world. His face changed drastically. He stood up and said in a deep voice with a rare solemn expression: " You silly guy, help me split the barrier between the two continents, don’t ask, just speed!”

The Great God Suishan, who was wearing golden armor and leaning on the ground with his sword, was even more strange. He nodded and without asking anything, he showed his golden body as high as a mountain and slashed away with his sword, directly creating a line similar to The endless emptiness of the long river of time.

The old scholar swept away.

The gap closes.

The entire Zhongyue Suishan Mountain in the Middle-earth Divine Continent is in turmoil with its landscape and destiny.

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Someone in the world seemed to have heard what Old Longcheng said, and she responded softly: "Here we come."

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After the Lizhu Cave Sky shattered and fell to the ground, the entire small world with a radius of thousands of miles began to shake violently.

Ruan Qiong's face was ashen as he tried his best to suppress this crazy chaos of luck.

A large area of ​​​​Zhanlongtai stone cliff.

A tall white figure emerged.

She wore two large snow-white sleeves and ascended straight to the sky.

He paused momentarily at the dome of this vast sky, and then glanced at the southernmost tip of Aquarius Continent.

The figure went away like a sword.

Wherever the snow-white figure went, waves of thunder sounded over the entire Aquarius Continent in the great cold season.