Sword of Coming

Chen Ping'an left the Yangchang Palace, quickly sheathed the Sword Immortal, and landed in a miasma-ridden high mountain. He had overlooked the earth before, and as long as he walked out of this mountain range and walked southeast for about fifty miles, It should be the tall copper-smelling city, and Qinglu Town, where the Pima Sect monks are based, is not far away.

It is very interesting to learn how the immortal wields a sword. The sea of ​​clouds in the world is ever-changing and you will never tire of it. You can also do something to relieve your boredom. Before leaving Yangchang Palace, Chen Pingan deliberately chose a sea of ​​clouds that was as neat as a knife. On the bottom floor, his head is submerged in the sea of ​​clouds, and he is slowly swimming with his sword. If there are ghosts and ghosts in the mountains at the foot of the mountain and they accidentally look up and see this scene, they will probably think... is this headless Qi practitioner mentally ill? In addition to such childish and ridiculous self-entertainment, Chen Ping'an also likes to submerge himself into the sea of ​​clouds, with only his head exposed, and then raise his arms to rise and fall, imitating the water.

This is similar to Pei Qian resting his head on the counter in the Qilong Lane shop. They are indeed a pair of master and disciple.

In the inaccessible mountains, it was lonely and desolate, and the trees in the forest were often knotted and sickly. Chen Ping'an passed by a cliff and looked up to see a slender plum tree growing in the cracks of the stone cliff. There were clouds and smoke at the bottom of the cliff. , there is a large pool of broken bones, most likely a plant that is expected to become a magical weapon. After a little enlightenment, it has begun to learn to hunt birds and small animals.

Generally speaking, it is most difficult for plants and trees to become spirits in the world. Most of these spirits turn into human forms and have already reached the dead end of the road, like the cute little spirits standing on the pine and cypress bonsai in Qingfufang at the ferry crossing of Shushui. , it is doomed to have no hope of practicing, just relying on the innate longevity of plants and trees, and wasting time. Most of them are raised by cultivators to look at them and make them happy.

Therefore, before the sky in Lizhu Cave fell, the older generation under the locust tree in the small town liked to tell stories about ghosts and ghosts in the mountains, forests and swamps, deliberately to fool and scare children. However, most of the old people would also add a sentence, It is not easy for us to be born as human beings. We should cherish it again and again. Otherwise, if we do not behave well in this life, we will be reincarnated into pigs and dogs in the next life. When Chen Ping'an was young, he liked to squat there far away and listen to stories. Liu Xianyang, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, never liked to listen to these stories. He always talked about ghosts, gods, spirits, door gods and stove princes, which were all lies, so he often talked about them. It was Gu Can who accompanied Chen Ping'an to enjoy the cool under the shade of the locust trees over there, and then waited until the woman in Mubo Alley shouted to Gu Can to eat and sleep before she got up and left.

Chen Ping'an swept up the stone cliff, nailed his five fingers like hooks into the cliff wall, and hung them in the air. Then he took out three snowflakes and held them in the palm of his hand. The money and the spiritual energy contained in it were refined into drops of green water, dripping from between the fingers and falling on the junction between the old plum tree and the crack of the stone cliff. After Chen Pingan finished all this, he patted his hand gently The cliff slowly fell to the ground and continued on its way.

If a Taoist monk is in such a difficult situation and needs a sum of immortal money that is close to his life, maybe he saw this plum tree with some strange phenomena, and his first thought was to wonder how much it was worth, and finally he was emboldened to take risks. Climbing the mountain to support the wall and cutting it down, the mountain is empty and the ax sounds. As for whether the opportunity of the plum tree itself is cut off, no one cares. If one happens to be higher up in the Dao, but also short of money, and encounters those two spirits on the chain bridge, will it be a fight that is no less dangerous than the battle between the Dao?

Chen Pingan has never disliked those cultivators fighting and climbing to the top, even if the methods are more ruthless, Chen Pingan can understand it. The only people Chen Pingan doesn't like, or even hate, are some mountain gods who are already in high positions. Taking advantage of all the advantages, like the dragon hiding in the sea of ​​clouds, he is aloof, but still has no mercy for the world. As long as the realm is not as good as his own, his life is like a piece of grass in their eyes. After suppressing and killing those who are an eyesore at will, he An understatement of the ruthlessness of the Tao can make a Taoist heart as solid as a rock.

What kind of way is this?

Walking alone in the mountains and forests, Chen Pingan murmured to himself: "If you don't like it, it must be wrong? Are you, Chen Pingan, too domineering? Who are you?"

Chen Pingan asked himself again, "Compassion does not control soldiers, and righteousness does not control wealth?"

Chen Pingan shook his head.

Chen Pingan feels that the ancients only spoke half a sentence, which is not truly enlightening. Once some words taken out of context are regarded as a guideline by the world and regarded as a golden rule of conduct, it can indeed save a lot of troubles in life. It is not that it is wrong. , but in the end it still has a fly in the ointment.

For example, it is mentioned again in the book.

Compassion does not lead to military strength. After taking control of power, great benevolence is needed.

Righteousness does not control wealth. After you become rich and powerful, you should have great righteousness.

Chen Pingan stopped, jumped up to a high branch, sat on the tree, took out the carving knife and bamboo slips he had not seen for a long time, and carved these two sentences on the bamboo slips.

After thinking about it, he also engraved the words Yangchanggong said to the mouse spirit on another slip, about cultivating his mind and strength.

Chen Pingan put away the carving knife, held a letter in one hand, raised it high, and said with a bright smile: "Now, it is really said in the book!"

Okay.

It turned out that it was all Chen Ping'an's own nonsense.

I guess in the whole world, only those sycophants from Luolu Mountain are willing to take these words seriously, right?

Chen Pingan carefully put away the two bamboo slips and was in a good mood.

Afterwards, Chen Ping'an was in no hurry and rushed to Tongfu City.

Instead, he drank a few sips of wine, and there was still a lot left in the wine flask he had brought out from the Yangchang Palace.

Chen Pingan began to carefully count and calculate his belongings in his mind. This time he entered the Ghost Valley from the Skeleton Beach and gained a lot.

However, the damage to the spring grass robe on my body is not serious. If I want to truly repair it as before, I estimate that it will cost at least five to six thousand snow coins.

When we escaped from the siege together as scholars in Diyong Mountain, in order to show our weakness to the enemy, we did not dare to reveal the details of the pure martial artist too early, so we had to deliberately suppress the pure energy in our body, and we were beaten solidly with the help of the robe alone. The mountain-moving ape gave a heavy hammer. Later, on the banks of the Black River, he had a fight with the Jixiao Mountain Thunder God General and was trapped in a thunder pond. The spring grass robe was severely damaged by lightning and lightning. This huge expense made Chen Ping'an feel a little itchy.

Chen Ping'an could only comfort himself, "The world's smallest Baofengzhai still needs some capital to do business. Your mentality of making money without capital and profit is unacceptable."

And in the thunder pool, it is like burning your skin and soul in oil, which is the real experience of Ghost Valley.

Although it is a little lighter compared to the torture in Luoluo Shanzhulou, the benefits are not small, and Leichi is the most torturous cage in the world. There is something wonderful about suffering like this. Chen Pingan has actually noticed that his muscles and bones , the soul has become a little tougher.

Crow Ridge, a snowflake robe that was taken from the White Queen of Skin City. According to Fan Yunluo, the market price is two or three Guyu coins.

If it were sold back to Skiny City, there should be a premium of one or two Grain Rain coins.

Just thinking about the white lady who likes to play tricks on her, Chen Ping'an feels depressed.

At that time, she changed a face to confuse people's hearts, which made Chen Ping'an angry and a little guilty at the same time.

In addition to the five bones that were carried out of the Ghost Valley by the pair of low-level Taoist priests, there were also the jade-like bones of more than a dozen female officials and maids from Skinny City placed nearby.

As for the price after leaving Ghost Valley, Chen Ping'an was not sure how much it could be sold for at Skeleton Beach.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but look to the south, wondering if the Taoist couple had sold for a high price.

The so-called January appointment.

In fact, Chen Ping'an didn't take it seriously from the beginning, he just let the other party feel at ease to collect the money. Chen Ping'an didn't care whether the Taoist couple, who had a hard time making money in Guixi Valley, kept their promise and waited for a full month.

Because the Taoist couple sold those five sets of white jade bones from the City of Skin, Chen Pingan would not show up at the Naiheguan market no matter if they waited for a month. Without waiting, they would abscond with the money, and they would worry about chasing after him afterwards. Responsibility is more or less their concern. After waiting for a month, even better, they can leave with peace of mind, allowing the female cultivator of the fifth realm to break through the bottleneck and enter the cave realm of the middle fifth realm. The immortal money must be more than enough to help her stabilize the cave realm. , as for the remaining surplus, whether the male monk can take advantage of the situation and break through the situation only depends on God's fate.

As for why Chen Pingan is like this.

The reason is simple.

Just like Chen Pingan, who was in the basement of the summer queen, must collect the two bones of those who died holding hands, not for the sake of wealth. Not only did Chen Pingan not covet the king of Longxi Kingdom and the cultivator of the Qingde genealogy, Bones and dragon robes, the only thought is to go back to their homeland and bury their bones in a mass grave among the green mountains and green waters.

May the lovers in the world become a couple and finally get married. May the deceased people who live up to their hearts be together in life and death.

The road is long and the road to eternal life is long. During practice, besides practicing swords and punches diligently, not being afraid of confronting strong enemies, and doing these small things that others are reluctant to do but I insist on stopping to do, how can this not be life? Great pleasure?

There are harvests from the Guanghan Palace of Peeling Mountain, from the summer queen's boudoir and from the treasure house.

I shared more than a thousand pieces of snow money with the scholar.

However, Chen Ping'an felt that the most valuable thing was the piece of cold iron that served as the "door", which was carefully built by the Mo family's mechanics to build a cold moon palace.

As for the bottles and jars in the boudoir of the Moon Palace, Chen Ping'an was still very concerned about them. If he left the Skeleton Beach and continued his journey north, who knows if he would meet a few ladies and mountain fairies who had money but no place to spend it? Maybe they are so obsessed with lard that they have to buy it at a high price? Zhu Lian swore that there is no woman in the world who doesn't want to be better-looking. If there is, it is because she has not yet met the man she likes who is worthy of "pleasing her appearance".

As for the large box of military books collected by the Demon Catcher Immortal at the end of the Yangchang Palace tunnel.

Chen Ping'an hadn't had time to look through it carefully, and after he planned to settle down in Qinglu Town, he looked through the books one by one. They should be the books left by the two dynasties and more than a dozen vassal states on the Bone Beach. They were given to Yangchang Palace. After a thousand years of existence, it happens to be one of the capitals of Chen Pingan, a small baggage house. However, it still needs to be carefully selected and a batch of the best ones will be placed in his own library in Luolu Mountain.

When I thought about the future disciples of Luopo Mountain who would go into the building to borrow books and read them, I heard that the old man in the library said that this was what our mountain master had gained from his long trip to the Bone Beach of Luzhou in Beiju. The old man continued to talk nonsense. , saying that you must be careful when looking through books, because these are treasures found in the dragon's den and the tiger's den...

Does this disciple feel that when he goes back to read a book, he must be more careful and attentive? Then under the lamp when he is tired of studying, he will more or less admire the "mountain master" who has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers at such a young age. "?

Chen Ping'an sat on a high branch and couldn't help but laugh.

Continue to settle accounts.

The accountant, who is also wearing a green shirt, can only think about losing less and losing less in Shujian Lake.

In this ghost valley, you can think about making more money.

The days are really getting better and better.

Five golden thunder whips of different sizes were excavated in Jixiao Mountain, the territory of the Chief Thunder God General.

The true value of these heavenly and earthly treasures, the Golden Thunder Bamboo Whip, is unknown at the moment.

But why did the previous monster with two golden eagle heads say that he was the thief who moved the thunder pool?

Because of this, Chen Ping'an was worried about big changes on the Jixiao Mountain side, so after leaving Heihe, he deliberately avoided Jixiao Mountain.

In fact, Jixiao Mountain is the same as Laolong Cave. If you are really not afraid of death, you might find something unexpected if you find out.

Of course, in this case, just like the pair of low-level Taoist monks, they are really putting their heads on their belts to make money and risking their lives.

In the ancestral temple by the Black River, he and the scholar sat on the ground and divided the spoils, and jointly divided the treasures that the scholar built from Yuanjun Fuhai at the bottom of the river.

Six spiritual weapons.

Chen Pingan gave up the so-called magic hairpin and only wanted the pitiful eight hundred snowflakes stored in the mansion's treasury. (ps: The eighteen thousand snow coins in the text of the previous chapter have been revised and should be eight hundred.)

And inside the small Yuanshui Mansion, the scholar casually swept into the objects nearby, a pile of "junk items" similar to those collected in the boudoir of the Moon Palace.

Even after returning to Luolu Mountain from his trip to Shujian Lake, Chen Pingan still rejected the magic weapon that could only benefit water-loving monks.

It's true that occasionally a few pieces of pie fall from the sky and hit you on the head.

But Chen Ping'an couldn't trust the "scholar" who, through Yang Ningxing of the Chongxuan Department, used mystical Taoism to condense all the evil in the mind into a pure "mustard seed".

But Chen Ping'an was very curious about how this unique Taoist method of Yunxiao Palace's Yuyi Qingxiang could refine the mind like refining objects.

After Chen Pingan finished calculating, he realized that he had made so much money during his trip to Ghost Valley.

Although on the way here, I found that the mountains and rivers on the Baojing Mountain collapsed, it was most likely that Yang Chongxuan finally obtained the mirror opportunity, and the Jixiao Mountain Thunder Pond was secretly moved and vacated, which was a great blessing.

But Chen Pingan didn't think that these other people's huge profits could make him jealous and coveted.

In fact, the scholar who was always scheming and losing to Chen Ping'an in everything, looking back on what he gained when he left Guixi Valley, even without mentioning the Three Mountains where Yang Ningzhen worked so hard to make him wedding clothes, it was only said that the animals kept in the Old Dragon Cave The golden cockroach fish in the small water and the ancestral coin made by a certain Dayin Immortal of the Qing De Sect. With these two items alone, it was enough to return home with a full load.

But even if he knew the truth, Chen Pingan wouldn't fall for it.

You take your Yangguan Road, and I take my single-plank bridge.

You take your big blessings, and I take my little rags.

Chen Ping'an suddenly smiled, with a smile that couldn't be concealed, and said cheerfully: "The more rags like this, the better!"

Then Chen Ping'an shook his sleeves and said, "Besides, you are not rags, you all have a lot of fairy money."

What's more, the three talismans that looked very valuable were hidden in the big sleeves of the robe that was taken off from Yang Ningxing.

Chen Ping'an jumped off the high branch, his steps cheerful, imitating Cui Dongshan's swaying sleeves, and imitating Pei Qian's steps, how similar in appearance and spirit.

Chen Pingan felt that he was indeed a little carried away.

But so what, I am happy now.

Chen Pingan was carrying the jug. After drinking, he didn't even want to throw the jug away. After collecting it close by, he felt a little regretful that he didn't encounter any monsters along the way. The scene was similar to Tongguan Mountain, but in When he was about to leave the top of the mountain, he suddenly discovered that at the foot of a distant mountain, two groups of people had a dispute.

Chen Ping'an quickly and familiarly sneaked over, gathered all his energy, and chose a hidden place to hide.

On a huge and crude chariot, it is said to be a chariot, but in fact there is no cover around it. It looks like a raft with a throne on it. On top of it sits a muscular man with a golden sword and a big horse. The burly man, two feet tall, has a fist as big as a bowl. He is holding a huge tailor-made wine bowl in one hand and is drinking from his head. The wine is pouring freely, and his chest hair is as thick as a forest. It is like a heavy rain. There are empty wine bottles at the feet of the big man. Next to the throne, an eerie woman with pointed ears sat curled up, holding a large bowl full of wine in both hands. From time to time, she secretly glanced at someone in the "enemy camp", her eyes were as charming as silk. .

The chariot was carried on the shoulders of the eight-headed little monster.

Near the chariot, dozens of minions were wearing iron armor, holding swords and guns, and they were shouting.

Confronting this group of mountain spirits were a dozen tall ghosts dressed as elite soldiers, armed with swords and crossbows, just like warriors on the battlefield.

The leader was a general wearing silver armor with a scowl on his face. Standing next to him was a living man who was a head shorter than him. He was surrounded by ghosts and spirits. He still looked arrogant and showed no fear. He was actually wearing a bright red civil service uniform with a white pheasant embroidered on the chest and a white gauze underneath. Wearing single clothes, wearing white socks and black shoes, and wearing a jade belt around his waist, this "official" who seemed to be young was pointing a finger at the chariot and yelling curses.

The burly man, who was as tall as a hill, listened to the man's nagging curses. He raised his foot and lightly kicked the woman at his feet, and asked in a low voice: "What are you talking about?"

The charming woman smiled and said: "You are not a human being when you are scolding me."

The strong man was stunned for a moment, "Since when did I become a human being? Between us and these skeletons in Tongfucheng, which one is human? Isn't it just this white-faced scholar who is human?"

The woman lowered her head and covered her mouth, giggling. When the strong man dropped the wine bowl in his hand, she quickly raised the wine bowl in his hand. After taking it, the woman beat his legs and said with a smile: "Master, you are a scholar in Tongfu City. Speaking, isn’t it just so out of tune? Master, it’s better if you don’t understand. If you understand, is it possible that you still want to go to Tongfu City to become an official?”

The brawny man grinned and said: "I would like to be a bit of a sesame official for the female prime minister of the school. During the day, I would talk to her about some slanderous words in the book, and at night, we would have a heart-wrenching battle, and listen to her humming like a song. Son, just thinking about it makes me ecstasy."

The ghost general heard what he heard. He pressed the hilt of the knife with a gloomy face and said angrily: "My prime minister is like a fairy, and you are a beast with hair that hasn't shed all its hair. Can you insult her with words?!"

The strong man didn't take it seriously. He drank half a bowl of wine and threw away half of it. He threw the wine bowl outside the carriage, wiped his mouth, leaned forward, put his hand into his mouth to pick his teeth, and said with a smile: "I The eldest boy under the great demon-catching immortal is a sworn brother who chopped off chicken heads and burned yellow paper. He is also one of the adopted sons of the great sage who can move mountains. What does it mean to eat a few woodcutters on your Tang City Lord's territory? .”

The civil servant man shouted loudly: "You old dog, don't pretend to be stupid here. We are here to ask you for the new scholar! This man is the scholar most valued by the Prime Minister. You should hand it back immediately. Otherwise, our Tongfu City will have troops to attack the border, and we will no longer care about the kindness of our neighbors! Weigh the importance carefully, whether you are a dog with a hard life, or the army of our Tongfu City is sharp!"

Chen Ping'an could vaguely see the true identity of the strong man on the chariot, with a mountain dog looking like a chaser entrenched behind him.

It's just that the picture is very blurry, and sometimes appears and sometimes disappears.

A big boy under the great fairy who catches monsters? Could it be the rat spirit who hid a sharp knife at the entrance of Yangchang Palace and then flicked it to death with his finger?

Chen Ping'an looked at the chariot and was afraid of comparison. Compared with Fan Yunluo's precious chariot in Skinny City, it was indeed too shabby. No wonder he became sworn brother with the rat spirit of the palace.

The new scholar who came up to the mountain in Tongfu City to beg for a Jinshi must be Yang Ningxing, who was captured by the fan-wielding "gentleman" and taken to Peiluo Mountain to claim credit.

Chen Ping'an was more interested in the civil servant man.

It can be seen that he left Tongfen City this time on official business, but judging from the schadenfreude revealed in the subtleties of his expression, deep down in his heart, he must still hope that the colleague who may compete with him for favor in the palace will be expelled. It is good if the mountain dog eats it and turns it into fertilizer for the mountain.

The strong man who never exposed his shortcomings when he was scolded became furious, spitting everywhere, and began to scold the man who was an official in the Tongfu City and was short-lived and unable to enjoy happiness.

Both sides exchanged verbal insults for a long time.

Chen Ping'an didn't see anyone take the lead in using the knife.

In the end, they just went back to their respective homes.

Chen Ping'an was also a little convinced.

After taking a picture of the sword gourd, he jumped off the branch and followed the group of copper-stinking city ghosts from a distance.

On top of the chariot, the strong man remained motionless, as if he couldn't bear the power of alcohol and was sleepy and taking a nap.

When they returned to the cave, the chariot slowly landed on the ground, and the charming woman suddenly screamed.

It turned out that my master, who was invincible in martial arts, died suddenly and inexplicably. This strange and strong man, the Tongguan Mountain Mountain Dog, had transformed into a human form, with only a bead of blood seeping out from between his eyebrows.

After Chen Ping'an approached Tongfu City, he took out the Pima Sect sign and hung it on his waist.

He also carried a large package on his back, which contained bottles and jars obtained from the Zhong Boudoir in Huoluo Mountain Moon Palace and the Black River Water Mansion.

As for whether these transactions would reveal the truth, Chen Ping'an naturally doesn't care now. He just wants the monsters to follow the clues and seek revenge.

It's just that the great demon-catching fairy doesn't even dare to stay in his own Yangchang Palace for a long time. How dare he come to this copper-stinking city to die.

In the previously raised sword gourd, Chu Yi seemed reluctant to show up to kill monsters.

It was the spirit monster that Feijian Fifteen killed.

Chen Ping'an held up the bamboo hat and then covered it with the old man's face.

Earlier at the Water God Temple by the Black River, the scholar said that he wanted to keep that young face as a small souvenir.

Chen Pingan did not agree.

The scholar stepped back and said he was willing to spend a lot of money to buy it.

Chen Ping'an said that it was okay to buy it, and the price was ten Grain Rain coins. Since the two parties were already good brothers sharing weal and woe, and talking about money would hurt their feelings, they would give it a 11% discount.

The scholar then reluctantly handed back the face.

It is really hard to find a good brother as kind and kind as Brother Haoren in this world.

Among the cities in the southern part of Ghost Valley, Tongshi City is a fairly small city with tall city walls and three gates. Because a large area in the north of the city has been carved out to look like a palace for a human monarch, a large number of palaces have been sealed by the city lord. Generals, ministers, ministers, civil and military officials all live nearby. More than ten large and small markets were opened in the city, and commerce was prosperous. There are many detailed records in the "Xinxin Ji" written by Pima Zong. One of them said that if you hang the jade plaque of Pima Zong and enter the Tongfu City, there will be no restrictions on entering and exiting the city. , all transactions in the city have additional preferential treatment.

It can be seen from this that the lord of Tongfu City, who has taken root near Qinglu Town and has grown his business bigger and bigger, is a person who knows how to behave... and be a ghost.

Sure enough, after seeing the jade plaque on Chen Ping'an's waist, the ghost gatekeepers in armor and swords, not to mention asking for money after receiving the money, also changed their expressions of humility, bowed their heads one by one, and greeted each other with smiles. Not only that , and also congratulated in unison "I wish the immortal master a prosperous future", which caught Chen Pingan off guard. After thinking for a while, he did not leave quickly, but acted like a foreigner visiting Qinglu Town, and flicked a snowflake He paid money to a captain in charge of the city gate. The latter quickly caught the snow money with both hands, bit it gently with his mouth, and immediately smiled from ear to ear.

In Tongfu City, there are three big squares known in Ghost Valley, a daughter's house, and numerous brothels with rosy makeup. After all, the women in Tongshi City are particularly beautiful. In addition to some skin and flesh business, Nuerfang also sells human beings, selecting some girls who look good-looking and clearly marking their prices there. Historically, it is not uncommon for foreign immortals to fall in love with the bones of young girls from Tongfen City and take them away from the Ghost Valley. , it is said that one of the girls, who was a Taoist beauty with pure Yin characters, joined hands with the benefactor who saved her from fire and water and became one of the earthly immortals. In the fairy palace of sects on the mountain in the world, when you go down the mountain to select disciples and test the qualifications of others, they often have their own strengths and weaknesses, and it is extremely difficult to truly see through them, not to mention all kinds of strange opportunities, honey for me and arsenic for others. - Frost, my beauty is as good as the other's rocks. There are countless such situations.

Chen Ping'an was deeply aware of this. When he left Shujian Lake and walked north, he accidentally passed by the gold and silver shop in the county town. There were two young clerks who were unaware of their blessings because there were two The old gods who hid their identities and traveled around the world were watching them. Among them, the old monks who were more advanced in spiritual practice chose the boy who seemed to be a simple and honest man without any spirituality as the target of his preaching, while the monks who were one level below chose that one. A clever young man serves as his disciple.

There is also a zoumafang, which is mostly used for bartering. Jade minerals, spiritual flowers and rare herbs, white jade bones, and various dynasty relics obtained unintentionally in the Ghost Valley can be bought and sold here, and everyone can get what they need. After all, The cultivation of ghosts also has its own many details. Every time you reach a higher level on the cultivation path, you will survive longer.

The last gold powder workshop is dedicated to trading the secret treasures collected by the prime minister of the school. Of course, the immortal master who travels to other places can also take out his own treasures and sell them to the city lord's sister.

This is the destination of Chen Ping'an's trip to Tongfu City. If he wants to be a baggage house here, he must first practice his skills and learn to be thick-skinned.

Along the way, ghosts walked unimpeded during the day, and living men, women, and children were free from fear, shopping and enjoying themselves.

It should be that the small world of Ghost Valley has already refined the light of the sun and moon in the vast world, especially since the sunlight can no longer harm ghosts.

Jinfenfang is not big, with a street of shops and shops. Most of them are scholars who have not yet obtained any academic qualifications but are famous for their talents.

This woman's idea of ​​ordering the prime minister is really unbridled.

Chen Pingan came to the first shop on the corner. The shopkeeper was a young female ghost in gorgeous clothes, and there were two white-faced little ghosts, a boy and a girl.

Seeing Chen Ping'an with the Ma Zong entrance jade plaque hanging on his waist, the two little guys were a little scared.

There were many disasters in the history of Tongfu City, but it was these foreign gods who went on a killing spree in the city, causing countless casualties.

The ghostly girl looked as usual and asked politely: "Old immortal master, do you want to buy something or sell something? Since my shop can be opened on the street, naturally the goods are not bad and not fake."

Chen Pingan changed his voice and said with a hoarse smile: "If I walked from that way, wouldn't it be at the end of the street?"

The girl smiled sweetly and didn't take it seriously. After all, the business of the shop always depends on whether the customer likes to buy or not, and whether the customer likes to sell.

The two little guys, who were originally timid, looked at each other and smiled. It turned out that this old god wearing a bamboo hat could tell jokes.

Chen Ping'an looked at the antique treasures on the shelves in the shop. There were very few of them with spiritual energy flowing. Most of them were relics of the previous dynasty excavated from the ancient battlefield of Skeleton Beach, and the armor and equipment from Crow Ridge. It's almost the same. One is well maintained and shiny like new, while the other is left in the mountains and is stained with rust. Moreover, the treasures on the mountain cannot be called spiritual weapons just because they can hide some spiritual energy. The monks must carefully refine and create them. Only if they can feed back the Qi practitioners and warm and nourish the Qi palace can they be regarded as spiritual weapons. Furthermore, they must be able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on their own. And being able to refine it and make it pure is another difficulty. It is the so-called "heaven and earth give shape, and objects have spirits." There are many palace secrets in the world, which are extremely valuable in the eyes of ordinary masters, but the reason why they are not high in the mountains is People's Dharma eyes regard them as if they were worn out, that's exactly what they are.