Sword of Coming

The wife of the channel owner looked at the hole in the back wall of the temple with a dazed look in her eyes. She shook her head slightly, then asked with a mournful face and a trembling voice: "Did the Immortal Master really kill that Du Yu?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and smiled: "Half dead, I have detained the soul. Ghost Ax Palace is such a big sect, and the father and mother named Du are also the so-called great lovers on the mountain, how can I dare to deal with them?" This person is disrespectful, so this is just a small punishment and a small warning."

The owner's wife couldn't stand still and sat down on the ground. Her embroidered dress and colorful skirt seemed to have suddenly bloomed on the ground like a gorgeous peony.

The young man in front of me really has honey on his lips, but his heart is full of snakes and scorpions! Looking at his young age, he must be an old monster who has been practicing in the mountains for countless years. What a cruel and smiling fairy guest!

Chen Pingan's clothes shook, and the dust on his body suddenly scattered. His green shirt was suddenly free of dust. Chen Pingan walked straight through the broken altar. When he passed by the bonfire and the boy who pretended to be dead, he smiled. Said: "Quickly wipe the havoc, and then continue to pretend to be dead."

The young man from the street quickly followed suit.

Chen Ping'an sat on the threshold of the temple, looked at the canal owner's wife and the two maids, took off the sword gourd and took a sip of the gloomy water from the deep stream.

There is a city god named Shen Wen in Baopingzhou, there is a river goddess in Tongyezhou, and there is also the canal owner's wife in Luzhou in Beiju, the Lord of Cangjun Lake and the city god in Suijia City.

Chen Ping'an indeed used a secret magic power to gather Du Yu's soul. He was not scaremongering and deliberately scaring the water god's wife.

This is not an introductory fairy spell on the mountain, but the second transaction that Chen Pingan made with Zhenjiang Master Liu Zhimao in Shujian Lake. The spell is of extremely high rank and consumes spiritual energy. At this time, Chen Pingan's water palace spiritual energy accumulation , mainly due to the key water attribute, the water-character seal hanging in the water house, the water transport essence condensed from it over time, has been almost completely emptied. Recently, Chen Ping'an has not dared to visit the water house with the method of introspection. No, I can't see the sad eyes of those boys in green.

Chen Pingan took out a snow-white Bingjia Pill from his sleeve, and a vermilion pill with densely engraved symbols on the surface. This is what Du Yu from Ghost Ax Palace wanted to do before, to make a sneak attack. The pill is made from the inner elixir of a monster. Its effect is similar to that of the assassins who attacked Mao Xiaodong in the Sui Dynasty. However, it is a genuine golden pill. Chen Pingan has this pill in his hand. It's far inferior. It's probably the inner elixir of a monster in the sea-viewing realm. As for the soldier's armor, it must have been Du Yu who wanted to prevent both jade and stone from being destroyed, so he relied on this pair of divine armor to resist the explosion of the inner elixir. impact.

Calculation is a good calculation.

At that time, Chen Ping'an was indeed a little uneasy after hearing about the old incident in Suijia City. Previously, he had been distracted by Du Yu's movements and the subtle expressions of the two maids.

So when Chen Ping'an was in a daze, Du Yu picked the right moment.

It's a pity that Du Yu's slight ripples of energy earlier caused some flying dust to be stirred up by the gravel in the cracks in the wall. His wife may not be able to detect it at all, but Chen Ping'an, whose fist power flows freely and seems to be protected by gods, is simply It was as loud as thunder. After all, the punch of a tenth-level martial artist in the down-and-out Shanzhulou was truly silent and suddenly exploded with thunder. Many times, Chen Ping'an had to rely on guessing and gambling to... not be beaten too much. Even if it is solid, it is still impossible to hide, even if Cui Cheng suppresses his fist in the far-traveling realm. In the original sparring with Zhu Lian, Cui Cheng forced this madman to beat Chen Ping'an half to death every day. He was really not particular about punching.

In the final analysis, Du Yu's cultivation level is not high enough.

It's like Chen Pingan was in the Ghost Valley and attracted the covetousness of Gao Cheng from Jingguan City. Chen Pingan ran away without any hesitation.

If Du Yu didn't take any chances and chose to run away after waking up, Chen Ping'an would stop him, but he would never kill him and put him in a prison for his soul.

Chen Ping'an put away the life-saving pill that Du Yu had pressed at the bottom of the box and put it into his sleeve. Holding the snow-white armor pill in his palm, he slowly twisted it and looked at the channel owner's wife, "I said, you know Tell me everything. Madam herself also said that she would never seek death again."

His wife fell to the ground, with a sad look on her face, and said with a desolate face: "Master Immortal, this slave really has no hiding place. Master Immortal, is it possible that you will be willing to die unjustly?"

She fell to the ground with her cheek resting on her arms. She lay prone on the ground, her shoulders trembling, and she was extremely pitiful. She sobbed: "What kind of evil did this slave do to be so unjustly accused by the immortal master?"

Chen Pingan stood up, and his wife immediately stopped talking.

The next moment, Chen Ping'an squatted next to the water god who owned the canal, pressed her head with his palms, and pressed it hard. The end was exactly the same as Du Yu's at first. She fainted and died, and most of her head fell into the ground.

The two maids were terrified and wanted to run for their lives. One of them was hit in the back by Chen Pingan's sleeve, and her delicate body was embedded in the wall. She also fainted on the spot.

There was only one trembling maid left. As soon as she took a step forward, it was as if she had been cast by an immortal body-holding technique, and she did not dare to move.

Chen Pingan turned around and sat on the steps and said: "You are more honest than the sister who is not good at penetrating through walls. The wife of the canal master mentioned a few details earlier, and your eyes revealed a lot of information to me. Tell me. , just think of it as helping your wife check for leaks and fill up the vacancies. Regardless of whether you don't worry about it or not, I still have to say it again. I have no grudges with you. I kill a mountain and water god, even if it is an assistant officer, it will be nothing. It depends on the cause and effect."

The maid was not stupid at all, and sobbed: "The lady of the canal respectfully calls the young master Master Immortal Master, but why does the little maid look at the young master more like a pure martial artist? Then Du Yu also said that the young master is a martial arts master, a martial artist." Killing gods does not involve karma."

Chen Pingan laughed dumbly. He slapped the sword gourd, and the flying sword flew out like a bird flying around the tree branches. In the night, a faint green sword light swam quickly around Chen Pingan.

The maid was stunned, "Young master is indeed a swordsman!"

It is said that the Lord of the Lake, who is high up in Cangjun Lake, is most afraid of those sword immortals who take off heads with flying swords!

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Just say so."

The maid began to hesitate. The sad look on her face was very different from the pitiful look on her face. She showed her true feelings.

As long as he reveals the secret tonight, considering the suspicious temper of his wife and the tyrannical temperament of the Lord of the Lake, is it still a death sentence? There are one lake, three rivers and two canals. Within hundreds of years, because of a trivial matter, the Lord of the Lake was offended. As a result, the water lanterns were lit, and their souls were ripped out and used as wicks to burn day and night. She could not count the souls of those sisters with one hand. , until the water lamp drips the last drop of soul oil, it is considered to be out of the sea of ​​suffering, but there is also no afterlife.

Chen Pingan originally wanted to tell her more about the twists and turns and reveal a little bit about his follow-up plans to reassure her, but in the end he just said one word, "Say."

The maid was so frightened that she shook her body. No longer daring to take any chances, she poured beans out of a bamboo tube and told the young swordsman some of the inside stories she knew and had figured out.

The Lake Lord of Cangjun Lake is one of the best water gods in their silver screen country. Even if he meets several mountain lords, he can be treated as an equal. He has always looked down upon the City God Temple in Suiji City, especially the Fire God. The god of the temple once had a grudge with the wife of the canal owner and had a battle of wits. The Lord of the Lake almost controlled the lake water and pretended to flood the city with him, forcing the god of the water temple to appear and kowtow to admit his mistake in front of the people of the city. , and then he gave up after being interceded by a gray-haired transiting swordsman. However, Mr. Hu had a deeper resentment towards Suijia City. The Chenghuang Temple was kept in the dark about the secret letter that the prefect sent to his friend in the capital. However, Mr. Hu was aware of the situation and secretly sent the owner of the Zaoxi Canal to intercept the messenger. , after learning the contents of the secret message, Mr. Hu Jun handed a jade seal token that could make the gods of mountains and rivers travel far away to the owner of Zaoxi Canal, and ordered her to go to the capital of Yinping Kingdom with the messenger.

Chen Ping'an heard this and asked: "What is the relationship between the gods of the Fire God Temple and the City God Temple?"

The maid said: "The relationship is average. It is reasonable to say that the rank of the Fire God Temple is lower, but the god does not like to deal with the City God Temple. Many landscape banquets organized by the immortal family on the mountain are almost never attended by both parties at the same time."

Chen Pingan asked again, "What is Mr. Hu's attitude towards the City God's Temple?"

The maid said softly: "Lord Hu Jun looks down upon the City God. Occasionally, our wife, the Lord of the Lake, gets drunk at the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake. When we return to our private house, we will talk to our two sisters and talk to each other about Mr. Hu." The old man joked that the City God was a idiot. During his lifetime, he loved to plagiarize the poems of poor scholars, and then spent money to make himself famous. The Yinping Kingdom chose such a guy to be the City God. He only cared about reputation and good reputation. He was not a man of political ability during his lifetime. , he sings in the wind and admires the moon on weekdays, he calls himself the Moon Wanzhenren, he likes to be a hands-off shopkeeper, and he doesn’t know how to control people, so the disaster in Suijicheng is not a natural disaster, it is clearly a man-made disaster. But our Cangjun Lake and Suiji City The City God's Temple in Jiacheng is quite decent in terms of reputation. The City God often takes some dignitaries and princes' descendants who are traveling in the capital to go to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake to have a long experience. There are more than ten beautiful maids in the Hujun's mansion, all of them are charming. Son, so the distinguished guests come again and again to enjoy themselves, and then return with great pleasure."

Chen Ping'an said: "Chenghuang Temple made mistakes again and again, resulting in today's disaster. The Fire God Temple will naturally be affected. In fact, your Lord Cangjun Lake will be happy to see it happen."

The maid remained silent. After a moment, she smiled bitterly and said: "Master Hu Jun is the leader of the water god of a country. He has a profound mind. How could a humble servant like me guess it?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, put the armor pill into his sleeve, and then flicked his fingers, causing the maid to stand up straight and fall to the ground.

Chen Pingan waved his sleeves, and the maid in the wall seemed to be dragged into the hospital. She rolled to the ground and woke up slowly. She had a splitting headache and her muscles and bones were almost falling apart.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Just now, this little servant's mind was a mess and she couldn't figure out anything. You seem to be smarter. Can you tell me?"

The maid wanted to kneel down and kowtow to spare her life, but Chen Pingan flicked his fingers with a slight force, but still hit her like a kite with a broken string. She flew out of the temple gate, and then Chen Pingan reached out and drove her back. He grabbed his neck and looked at each other. When the maid saw the look in his eyes, she was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder broke. Her face was ashen and she was whimpering, as if she had something to say.

Chen Ping'an casually threw her to the ground in the courtyard. She collapsed on the ground, then took a deep breath, stood up, and turned to stare at the channel owner's wife. Her eyes were complicated, showing gratitude, reluctance, and complaint.

Finally, with a straight face, she spat hard at the young immortal master who was pretending to be a fool, and sneered: "I'm done!"

Chen Ping'an just stretched out his hand to wipe away the spit, with a calm expression, sitting on the steps, placing his hands gently on the green hiking pole.

Chen Pingan raised his hand and flicked his fingers again to knock him out.

Then he tapped the ground skillfully with his hiking stick. The channel owner's wife was hit on the back of the head by the winding Gang Qi. She suddenly woke up, pulled her head out of the ground, and then sat on the ground in a daze.

Chen Pingan had an angry look on his face, "Are these two cheap maids, who have been with you for so many years, just fools waiting to die?"

The owner's wife was relieved. In the past, she had complained that the two maids were idiots and not smart enough. They were not as capable as those charming girls in Mr. Hu's house who could seduce and win the hearts of men. Now it seems that it is a good thing. Once Cangyun Lake is implicated, not only will the two of them be lit with water lamps, but their status as the canal master will also be difficult to protect. The bastard servant of the Zaoxi canal master likes to gossip and hurt others, which has already damaged his temple. The incense has withered for many years, and they still want to kill them all. This is not a matter of a day or two. The whole Cangjun Lake is watching the excitement.

Chen Ping'an said: "Go and call Mr. Hu here, tell him that I helped him kill Du Yu in Ghost Ax Palace, and let him come and say thank you in person. Remember to remind Mr. Hu, I am a person with a breeze on my sleeves, and I can't bear it. Copper smells bad, so I only accept rare treasures from rivers that are pleasing to the eye."

The channel owner’s wife asked in surprise: “Shall I go?”

Chen Pingan sneered: "How about I go?"

When the channel owner's wife got up, she would use her natal magical power to turn into mist and escape.

Chen Ping'an pointed at the two maids who fell to the ground, "They are much more beautiful than you, the wife of the channel master. After Mr. Hu thanked him for his gift, I went to Suiji City and got the piece that is about to appear in this world. Afterwards, I must visit the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake. I don’t travel far, but I read a lot, and there are many records in the literati’s writings. Since ancient times, dragon girls have been passionate, and the maids around me are also enchanting. I must see and experience them. , see if they can be more beautiful than the two maids beside the madam. If the dragon girl and the maids of the Dragon Palace are more beautiful, his wife will not need to find new maids. If they are equally beautiful, I will ask for them all when the time comes. Yes, we can sell them at a high price during the trip to Yinping Capital."

The channel owner's wife quickly agreed: "It is a great blessing for these two humble maids to be able to serve the immortal master..."

Chen Ping'an interrupted her words and sneered: "But if I have seen them and am disappointed with them, then the canal owner's wife and the Zaoxi canal owner who is deeply in love with your sister will follow me to Beijing." .”

The owner's wife is not worried about this. Anyway, Mr. Hu is taking care of her. As long as she returns to Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace safely and meets Mr. Hu, everything will be fine.

It’s hard to say who will win in the end.

The canal owner's wife quickly shook her sleeves, and two strands of green water-borne aura flew into the faces of the two maids, causing them to wake up and apologize to the immortal master, promising to leave as soon as possible.

Chen Ping'an suddenly called to the channel owner's wife.

The latter's body stiffened, turned around, and said bitterly: "I wonder if the immortal master has any other instructions?"

Chen Pingan stretched out a palm and said with a smile: "Lend me some water transport essence, not much, just two or two."

The canal owner's wife was both frightened and distressed, but also a little lucky. The essence of water transport was the foundation of the water god's cultivation, but it was still more cost-effective than dying on the spot. She quickly stretched out a finger and put it between her eyebrows. A bit of azure light bloomed, and then a golden thread poured down from the mountaintop canyon like a stream, wrapped around her shoulders, along her arms, and flowed all the way to her wrists. Finally, she held up With one palm, a green drop of water popped out. She pushed it gently towards Chen Ping'an, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said with a smile: "The immortal master asked me to borrow, I'm really embarrassed to kill this slave, these three or four taels of water transport essence , this slave is lucky enough to meet the immortal master, a small meeting gift."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Compared to the exotic treasure Lianyuan cup, it is quite small."

The owner's wife did not dare to speak.

The Lingyan Cup is where her life lies. There are only a few immortal artifacts that the gods of mountains and rivers can use to improve their own cultivation besides tempering their golden bodies with incense. Each one is a treasure. The Liaoyan Cup was once the treasure of the Dragon Palace of Cangjun Lake Lord. The reason why the owner of Zaoxi Channel hates her so much and regards her as a bandit is because of this very famous Liaoyan Cup. According to Mr. Hujun, once It is an important ritual vessel of a giant Taoist temple. It has been soaked in incense for thousands of years to achieve this effect.

When the three masters and servants left the temple.

Chen Pingan put away the water-carrying bead, weighing four or two, but it could quench temporary thirst, and even had a significant effect, which was better than a panacea, but it was by no means a long-term solution.

On the path of practice, there are some shortcuts that allow practitioners to quickly walk halfway up the mountain, but the further back they go, the more hidden dangers they become.

Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry to refine water beads to replenish Shuifu's spiritual energy. He sat there and thought about things.

Chen Ping'an knew that if they left, they might not come back. The Lord of Cangjun Lake would most likely not go ashore to meet him. Du Yu from Ghost Ax Palace had died. Could it be that he, the co-owner of Cangjun Lake, came to help collect the body? ? As long as you land on the shore and enter the temple, you will be slapped in the face by Chen Ping'an, and your face will be covered with shit. Ghost Ax Palace and Du Yu's parents will care about you Cangyun Lake Lake Have you been affected by a disaster and suffered an unreasonable disaster? Besides, you, a dignified leader of the Silver Screen Kingdom’s Water God, have the nerve to say this to bring disaster to Chiyu?

As for the two temple maids.

One of them, Chen Ping'an, did the right thing.

One did it right on the channel owner's wife's side.

So everyone can live.

Chen Pingan twisted his wrist, and a ball with ten wisps of black smoke condensed and entangled appeared in his hand. Finally, it transformed into a painfully twisted man's face, which was Du Yu.

Whenever an ordinary breeze blows, the ball made up of three souls and seven souls will feel extremely painful, as if the monk has suffered from a thunderstorm.

The evil things in the world are not tolerated by heaven and earth. The half-dead Du Yu tried his best to speak, but his voice was still as thin as a mosquito: "Please, put my soul back into the skin quickly. There are still some who can be saved, and some can be saved. As long as I can survive, I, Du Yu, will chop it up myself." I will pour out three drops of blood from my heart, light three sticks of incense, and declare to the Patriarch of Heaven and Earth that I will swear the Immortal Family’s poisonous oath passed down by my sect secretly. I will never dare to be your enemy again..."

Chen Ping ignored it and said to himself: "How could such a good statement come out of your mouth and be ruined like this? Huh?"

Chen Pingan's five fingers were like hooks, and when they were slightly bent, strands of Gang Qi rotated, just covering the soul ball.

Du Yu suddenly started crying like a ghost.

Chen Pingan said slowly: "What does it feel like to be a heroine in the arena? Tell me about it. I have also been through the arena, and I don't even know this."

Du Yu was about to speak.

Chen Pingan turned his head sideways, but increased the strength on his hands. The Gang Qi became more and more condensed, and it was astonishingly thick, like water about to freeze. Chen Pingan listened with his ears raised and asked: "What did you say? Louder. ,I can not hear clearly."

Du Yu's three souls and seven souls have just been stripped out of the body by the secret technique, and they are already in the weakest stage. At this moment, life is worse than death, the souls are confused, and ten wisps of black smoke are entangled like a mess. If this continues, even if he escapes from the prison, he will become He has become a lonely wild ghost that has completely lost his intelligence, and has become a vicious ghost with a muddleheaded state. If any immortal monk sees it, he will be punished by everyone.

Chen Ping'an released his fingers, raised his hand, put it around his shoulder, and waved forward slightly. The corpse behind the temple was smashed into the courtyard.

Chen Ping'an stood up, squatted next to Du Yu's body, palms down, and pressed down suddenly.

After about a stick of incense, Du Yu was foaming at the mouth, twitching, and bleeding from all his orifices. It looked scary, but it was a good thing.

If there is no such movement, it means that this skin has refused the soul to settle in it. Once the soul cannot enter, the three souls and seven souls will eventually have no choice but to leave the body and wander around, or they cannot withstand the many winds in the world. If it blows, it will dissipate, or if you are lucky enough to hold on to a breath of spiritual energy and a little spiritual light, it will suddenly become a ghost.

Du Yu sat up, vomited blood, then quickly sat cross-legged and began to perform the sutras, immersed in his mind, trying his best to soothe several turbulent key Qi palaces.

When Du Yu, who was covered in blood, took out a heavy breath and turned around to look.

The man squatted not far away, with his hands in his sleeves, staring at the knife on the ground.

Du Yu's mind changed rapidly.

The man just didn't move.

Du Yu sighed, gave up the idea of ​​​​fighting for his life, stood up slowly, tapped his heart three times with his fingers, his face twisted, and then three drops of heart essence and blood were lit like wicks, and three wisps of green smoke curled up like three sticks of incense. , Du Yu lowered his head slightly, held the incense in both hands and raised his eyebrows, and said loudly: "From now on, Du Yu, a son of the Ghost Ax Palace military strategist, tells the Lord of Heaven and Earth, his master, and swears that he will not take revenge. This grudge, like the difference between mountains and rivers, will end here." Do not look back……"

Chen Ping'an stood up, stepped on the handle of the knife with his toes, stepped on it lightly, and the knife flashed, just in time to sink into the scabbard on Du Yu's waist.

Du Yu was so frightened that his legs became weak again.

This is like being bitten by a snake once and fearing for ten years.

Chen Ping'an held a hiking stick and walked towards the gate of the temple. "It's fate that we meet. I have something to ask you."

Du Yu was so entangled in his heart that because of your uncle, I almost died in this smelly ditch. But he still followed that person honestly and walked out of Narcissus Temple together.

Du Yu's sleeves were hollow. The pair of divine armor he borrowed from his father was gone. The refining demon pill he had begged for from his mother was gone. His heart, liver and intestines were so painful that they were twisting. Together, just thinking about the ordeal of three souls and seven souls being detained in someone's hands, Du Yu couldn't help but tremble, feeling uneasy and restless. This is the sequela of soul separation. It will be hard to live in the next few decades. He just needs to recuperate. This trip to the city, he suffered an inexplicable mistake. He didn't even mention that he was injured. How to explain to his parents when he went back to Ghost Ax Palace was a big trouble.

The two walked one behind the other on the overgrown path.

The moonlight is quiet and the mist is cool.

Du Yu actually felt even colder.

Who is this person? There are mountain monks from more than ten countries, martial arts masters of all sizes, Du Yu has traveled far and wide, and has a wide range of knowledge. There is really no one like this.

There are only a handful of younger monks who can make him, Du Yu, so frustrated.

Chen Ping'an used his hiking stick to clear the way, just like walking under the moon. His mood gradually became calmer, and he smiled and said, "Do you know why you can come back to life?"

Du Yu smiled bitterly and said: "Senior, do you want the two kinds of talismans from our Ghost Ax Palace? If I reveal the secret method of the Ancestral Master Hall, I will be interrupted by the Changsheng Bridge and expelled from the master's sect."

Chen Ping'an said: "God knows that you know and I know, so what are you afraid of? Besides, you have been traveling in the world for so many years, and you still dare to catch a water goddess as a fish. Are you afraid of these rules? For people like you, the rules are just Take pleasure in breaking.”

Du Yu became more and more frightened.

Only those who have attained the Great Dao and are truly ruthless can say this so naturally.

His parents also spoke to him in private with similar words.

Chen Ping'an said: "As long as you die at the Narcissus Temple on the edge of Cangjun Lake tonight, it will be difficult for the Ghost Ax Palace to find me, and it will also be difficult for the Canal Master's wife and the Lord of Cangjun Lake to find me. In the end, isn't this a confusing account? So what you should be worried about now is not that the secrets of the master will be revealed, but that I will know the method of drawing talisman and the corresponding formula, and I will kill you to silence you, and everything will be over."

This is a trick I learned from the scholar in Guixi Valley, to frame someone up and throw dirt on him.

Du Yu was speechless.

The young man carrying a bamboo box on his back and holding a bamboo stick spoke softly, as if he were chatting with a friend. "Now that I know your principles, it will be much easier to talk about mine."

Du Yu stopped and said, "Senior, how can you guarantee that after I tell you about the Carrying Stele Talisman and the Snow Mud Talisman, you will not kill me and destroy my body and traces of my body?"

Chen Ping'an stopped and turned his head, "You can only gamble your life."

Du Yu said sadly: "Senior! I have already sworn an oath! Why do I still have to be aggressive?"

The man looked surprised, "You relied on the abilities of a direct monk from the sect to go down the mountain to play in the world, with no regard for human life. My fist is harder, and I treat you like an ant, playing with you in the palm of my hand. Isn't that the same truth? It's hard to understand. ?You are so stupid, your parents are not worried?"

Du Yu wanted to cry but had no tears.

After meeting such an "honest" senior from the mountain, should I really blame myself for not checking the almanac during this trip?

Chen Ping'an looked at Cangjun Lake in the distance, "When the Lord of the Lake lands on the shore, you may not have a chance to speak. Buying a life with two talismans, I think this business is a good deal."

Du Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll bet that senior doesn't want to get his hands dirty and be stained with karma."

Chen Ping'an shifted his gaze and looked in the direction of Suijicheng, half-smiling but not smiling.

Du Yu did not dare to draw the knife, so he just broke off a dead branch, squatted down and began to draw the talisman, and then told the man the mantra with the ripples in his heart.

Carrying the stele talisman close to the body can hide the body shape and energy very well, just like an old turtle carrying the weight of the stele, as silent as death for thousands of years.

However, the monk's detection of the outside world will also be restricted, and the scope will be reduced a lot. After all, there are few things in the world that have the best of both worlds.

This talisman is one of the weapons used by the military monks of Ghost Ax Palace to master assassination.

As for the snow and mud talisman, it is a talisman that many mountain formation masters dream of. The Ghost Ax Palace Talisman, also known as the Flying Bird Seal, has a long history and is the specialty of the founder of the sect. However, the descendants of the Ghost Ax Palace, Most of them only get the skin and rarely the essence. The same is true for Du Yu, but his mother is proficient in this art. She is the first person to draw the snow and mud talisman in the sect in the past 300 years. She once secretly taught this talisman to a top immortal in private. The great monk in the mansion caused the rise of the humane law. Ghost Ax Palace later learned that before his family said anything, another mountaintop that was hostile to the monk came to accuse him. The two sides were very unhappy, but in the end they were still It was nothing. The punishment given to his mother by the Zushitang was just ten years of seclusion. For a cultivator, ten years was just a blink of an eye. It was nothing like a punishment, let alone facing the wall. The place I had thought about was still a feng shui treasure land full of spiritual energy. Du Yu only found out afterwards that the top monk who had obtained the snow mud talisman from his master's sect had quietly visited the Ghost Ax Palace, probably to plead for his mother. .

At first, Du Yu was worried that this person was just greedy for two talismans, thinking that his skills would not overwhelm him. In fact, he was not good at talismans. Du Yu had already made a plan, and he needed to spend more time talking about it. Teacher. I never thought that the man just listened to his explanation all the way, from the outline of the two talismans to the specific content of the formula to the subtle key points. The man never asked, but just asked Du Yu to repeat it three times. The second time, Du Yu Because Yu was too familiar with the text of Fu Lu, he accidentally missed an insignificant sentence. As a result, he found that the man narrowed his eyes and gently lifted up the hiking pole that was originally leaning on the ground. Du Yu was so frightened that he almost threw it away. He made a big mouthful and quickly said it again, word for word.

After three times.

The man lowered his head and looked at the two talismans on the ground.

Du Yu was so angry that he didn't dare to breathe.

The man used a walking stick to draw talismans, followed the same pattern as a gourd, and drew two relatively rough carrying stele talisman and snow mud talisman. When the talisman was completed, the light shone brightly, although the talisman was not of high quality. But the talisman was finally completed.

There were fine beads of sweat on Du Yu's forehead.

Dear mother, it’s really not that easy to get started with the talisman. Otherwise, why is it that his father is also at a high level, and all the ancestors of his sect in the past can’t be regarded as “connecting with the will of the gods”? It is true that some monks are not suitable for drawing talismans. Therefore, in the mansions of the Taoist Fulu lineage, when examining the qualifications of their disciples, there is always a cruel saying: "You will know whether it is a ghost or a god when you first write a pen."

The senior in front of me is definitely an expert! It can't be said that he is a hidden master of Talisman!

All pure martial arts are a deception...

Just thinking about this, Du Yu felt unbelievable. If this was really the case, was the senior in front of him too unreasonable?

Chen Ping'an used his walking stick to erase the four talismans drawn by both parties and dispersed the aura of the talismans. "Your sincerity is enough, let's make a real deal again?"

Du Yu asked doubtfully: "How do you say that?"

Chen Ping'an took out the Military Armor Pill and the Demon Refining Pill from his sleeves, "They say that if you walk too much at night, you will easily encounter ghosts. I have good luck today. I picked them up from the roadside earlier. I think they are more suitable for you. Do you like my practice? Do you want to buy it?"

Du Yu Dayi said solemnly: "It's rare for seniors to be willing to give up their love, just ask the price! Even if it means selling them, I, Du Yu, am willing to buy them at a huge premium!"

Chen Pingan nodded, remembered something, stretched out a finger, and there was a green water droplet, spinning, Chen Pingan set aside a part, about one tael of water transport essence, put away the larger beads, and said with a smile: "This is a gift from the canal owner's wife. Take it as my sincerity. You are injured and are in urgent need of spiritual energy to help you. This water-carrying bead is the foundation of the water god empress. Take it and refine it quickly. "

Du Yu had no choice but to take the bead, pat it gently into his heart with his palm, refine it silently, and then look strange.

Is it really a bead made of the essence of water transport?

Not only did I not feel any discomfort, but it was like a piece of sweet rain falling from the lake in my heart, making my mind and soul feel refreshed.

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Okay, let's get down to business. A piece of divine nectar armor of such a high rank, and a refining demon pill with such huge offensive power, how much money do you plan to pay to pick it up?"

Du Yu asked cautiously: "Senior, can I barter? I don't have much immortal money on me, and I don't have the legendary square-inch tomb or the cave and sky so close to me."

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "Of course."

Du Yu took out a small, colorful embroidery bag from his arms. With gentle movements, he opened the knot and took out a folded book page. After unfolding it, there was no crease at all.

Du Yu said: "This thing is extremely precious. I got it by chance in the tunnel of a dilapidated ancient temple while fighting with others in my early years. My parents asked me to keep it safe. They said it is priceless. To buy and sell this thing, you need to pay at least the same price." You can only trade with Xiaoshu coins one by one, otherwise you will be sorry for this page of ancient Buddhist scriptures."

Chen Pingan took the page, which was a golden Buddhist scripture.

Chen Pingan accepted it with a smile and handed the armor pill and demon pill to Du Yu.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, turned around and faced Cangjun Lake, holding the hiking pole in both hands.

Du Yu subconsciously took a step back.

Du Yu had a stern look on his face, but he still didn't dare to speak.

Deciding life or death is never an easy task.

It was precisely because of this that Chen Ping'an could not completely hide his feeling of something and nothing.

Previously on the bank of the Black River in the Ghost Valley, after hearing Chen Ping'an's assurance, the Fuhai Yuanjun turned around and begged for mercy from the scholar who was obviously even more dishonest. She had to make sure that the scholar swore before she opened the river bottom restriction.

It was probably at that moment that she realized that her life or death was actually decided.

At this moment, so did Du Yu.

On the line between life and death, a monk's intuition is always extremely accurate.