Sword of Coming - Chapter 1115

There is a row of small bamboo chairs under the eaves of the Jiantai thatched hut, in which there is a girl in a mink hat, with a leisurely attitude, sitting on the slanting sun. Ever since the old deaf son was cultivating at the Sword Worshiping Terrace, this place has become much more lively. Of course, it may also be the reason why Bai Xuan returned to the mountain from the lower sect. Once Bai Xuan returned, Chen Lingjun often came here to chat, and the old As soon as the deaf son entered the mountain, he was entrusted with a heavy responsibility by Chen Shanzhu. He needed to deal with Xie Gou from time to time, and Xie Gou was dragged by the white-haired boy. The occasional meeting, full of guests, made the original deserted

The Sword Worship Platform in the Qing Dynasty has become a “village head” for exchanging information with each other.

Today, there are a lot of people crowded here again, and there are almost not enough bamboo chairs and benches. The strange thing is that today a piece of sweet watermelon was distributed by hand, and it was put in the mountain stream for a while. The millet squatted by the water and stared at it, and then took it to the old cook. The kitchen knife fell straight down. Zhu Lian smiled and asked where Come, now is not the season for this thing. Xiao Mi Li laughed, saying that the good mountain master went out to sea and stole it from the sandy land of an island where a small sect of the Immortal Mansion is located. He carried a big watermelon under each arm and ran away after stealing it. Yomo is also an ordinary thing over there, no matter what

No one found the whereabouts of the good mountain master.

At that time Zhu Lian nodded and said it was very good.

Millet grinned, the big watermelon looked delicious.

In the private ashram at the foot of Fuyao, Chen Shanzhu, who had been a thief, left a whole watermelon for himself and sat in the corridor to eat it.

Daoist Ding, who was sitting beside him, had already bigued. Although he was not envious of this kind of ordinary melons and fruits, he also felt that Mr. Chen was too lonely. It’s not like the usual style, it’s extraordinary.

Chen Pingan ate very slowly, distracted from time to time.

Daoist Ding asked: “When is Mr. Chen going to teach the Ascension Method?”

Chen Pingan came back to his senses, and said with a smile: “Wait until I finish eating.” Daoist Ding felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy when he heard the words, and immediately stabilized his mind, sat cross-legged, folded his hands on his abdomen, and took long breaths. Although he has lived here for a while, Mr. Chen has never gotten to the point, but Daoshi Ding is here

Waiting, peace of mind, even if there is nothing to do all day, I don’t feel like I’m wasting time, practicing Qi on time, occasionally flipping through books, looking for poems behind closed doors in late spring, waiting to see plum blossoms after the snow.

Before I don’t come, I always feel like waiting, and when things are imminent, I feel nervous again.

Daoshi Ding couldn’t help but look at the watermelon a few more times. No matter how you look at it, it’s just something for ordinary people in the market to quench their summer thirst.

And that Chen Shanzhu, who eats watermelon but doesn’t spit out the seeds, has a pile of watermelon peels beside him, and raised his hand to pat his stomach. Chen Ping wiped the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: “Cultivation is spotless and blemish-free. Cultivate the mind and wipe it frequently. The so-called questioning the heart is to clean a room, sweeping all the dark sides to a narrow corner, without any body tossing around, returning

leeway. It is also necessary to distinguish what is a broom, a dustpan, and dirt. ”

Chen Shanzhu, who had eaten a whole watermelon, had a calm expression, and his words were plain, and what he said was homely, but the more Daoshi Ding listened, the more his scalp tingled and his heart became more and more guilty.

It is said that it is a preaching and ascension method, this Mr. Chen who is guarding and watching the Tao, is he going to kill himself? !

You need to know that some words in the book are deliberately loud and frightening. For example, you need to die to get a lively Tao.

If you want to find a way out of death, you should see yourself in the midst of thousands of swords and swords, and you should use great perseverance and perseverance to create a place for yourself and see strength in the strange ancient times.

In the past, Daoist Ding didn’t have a deep feeling for this kind of empty truth, because he has a good aptitude for cultivation, so he didn’t have this kind of… personal pain. Chen Pingan smiled and said: “Daoist Ding, let me help you start a small stove first, be careful, pay attention, and remember it carefully. Remember that Gou Quan’s life is in troubled times. The word ‘Gou Quan’ has infinite skills, especially remember life who is not alone

The so-called fate. ”

Daoshi Ding looked at Mr. Chen who told him earnestly, and always felt that Chen Pingan saw himself as a dead person. Chen Pingan’s expression became amiable, and he asked with a smile: “If the fate of life is a book, what kind of beginning does Daoist Ding want? Is it from a poorer family, or a higher start? Is life started earlier or later?”

a little? ”

Daoist Ding murmured and couldn’t speak.

Chen Pingan said to himself: “I have already figured out the name of this book for fellow Taoists. It is called “Youth”.”

Daoshi Ding knew something was wrong.

Chen Ping’an looked playfully, and said: “When things come to an end, there is no way to avoid it. It’s a bad idea to turn your mind back.”

Ding Daoshi was terrified.

In an instant, with a plop, Taoist Ding fell back on the ground, and he didn’t know when he woke up.

Daoshi Ding, who fell to the ground and had completely fallen asleep, heard the last sentence in his ear, full of murderous intent.

“Retreat troops before the battle? Beheaded according to the law!”

Don’t look at the Taoist priest who has been thrown to preach.

“Finally dared to steal watermelon and eat it.”

Chen Pingan looked down at the watermelon rind at his feet, looked up into the distance, and said to himself, “Maybe what I eat is freedom.”

Outside the sky, two old men play together.

Yu Xuan praised Chen Daoyou for daring to think and do, and the old scholar said where and where.

The old real man said that the literary sage line is really going to be carried forward, and the old scholar said that your Taofu Mountain is flourishing.

Gu Qingsong, whose dao name is Xiancha, just wandered around when he had nothing to do. He drove a small boat to travel across the Xinghai. He originally wanted to find the ruins of the ancient heavenly court, exchange a few words with his master, and say a word of hard work. .

It’s a pity that the journey was too far away, and Gu Qingsong couldn’t figure out what to do, so he had to go back the same way. Because he was in a bad mood, he wanted to chat with Yu Xuan.

In the end, I saw the old scholar and that old man, drinking wine happily, how are you two brothers.

The old scholar hurriedly waved his hand, calling for Brother Xiancha to have a drink together. Gu Qingsong glanced at the silent old fairy Yu, and waved his hands, “My realm is low, and I don’t have the sage status of an old scholar. This kind of wine bureau that adds up to twenty-eight realms can’t afford to climb high. Wake up, can’t reach fourteen’s wine

desktop. ”

Gu Qingsong turned the bow of the boat, and said, “I’ll support my broken boat, and you drink your status wine.”

The old real man who got the nickname “Yu Shishi” for nothing was so devastated that the poor **** dared not speak.

When the sullen-faced Zhouzi punted away, Yu Xuan couldn’t help but sigh, there was really a reason why Master Lu didn’t dare to accept this person as his heir.

The old scholar laughed softly: “No, Gu Qingsong will be worried that his master will forget an anonymous disciple.”

Yu Xuan nodded, deeply convinced.

Yu Xuan asked in his heart: “Pin Daoist Chen Daoyou’s ascension method has been roughly guessed.”

The old scholar hesitated for a moment, and said: “On this matter, the Taoist ancestor said a few words in the backyard of old man Yang’s pharmacy earlier, which is very important.”

Only then did Yu Xuan heave a sigh of relief.

The old scholar smiled and said: “What Daozu said is not an inspiration, it can only be regarded as a refined summary of the previous thinking. The Tao and the road are compatible.”

Yu Xuan took another breath.

On the Huaying Peak of Jumping Fish Mountain, the eight teenagers and girls had different evaluations of the different masters who taught them.

It is said that Gan Tang is enshrined in Luopo Mountain, old master Gan is serious about teaching, and never talks about learning from other places. He speaks the truth in a simple way, and has great preaching skills.

Taoist priest Liang Chaoguan taught in class, with a soft and glutinous local accent, and his words were refined. He didn’t need to read any books, and he was eloquent and fascinating. Baifeng’s tone is unaffected, lulling people to sleep.

Lubiyu’s lectures were not interesting, and he was more nervous than the eight attendees, and his forehead was sweating when he spoke.

But outside of class, when the eight people asked him for advice, they changed completely. They were profound and elegant, well-reasoned, unconventional, and occasionally made jokes.

As for that Xie Gou, who called herself Daoist Bai Jing, she also named herself a few titles like Master Master and Chief Instructor. The things she taught, the eight of them didn’t quite understand, and didn’t know how to learn. On the Sword Worshiping Platform, Xie Gou, who had shared the loot and eaten melons, seemed to be sleepy today, suddenly yawned, sat up straight, and gave orders: “It’s like Gan, I heard the mountain lord say that you can become one of the sword spirits!” Great Wall Peak Sword Immortal

The origin of the column seems to be very unusual. Regarding this matter, the owner of the mountain didn’t say much, and he made a fool of you, saying that a jar of old wine gets better and better with age, so don’t hide it, just talk about it. ”

Always calling Lao Deaf’er an ordinary worshiper, it seems that he is too addicted to being an official, Xie Gou followed the example of Bai Xuan who likes to give people nicknames, and gave Lao Deaf’er such a saying.

The old deaf child slandered endlessly in his heart, and Chen Shanzhu had too much of a mouth. On a wrinkled old face, there was a smile, “There is nothing worth talking about, except that when I was young, I had a hot temper. When the two armies were fighting, I would not be happy if I drank three glasses of wine in the big tent.” Know who you are, plus being a

The old man in Pangguanxiang held back his anger, and after a few words of anger, I went up to the top of the city alone with my sword, and called Chen… the boss sword fairy, one-on-one. The boss sword fairy agreed. ”

Bai Xuan was shocked and said: “Didn’t he get hacked to death by the sword fairy?”

Chen Lingjun was even more shocked: “Good question!”

How can ordinary people ask such tricky questions.

Bai Xuan thought to himself, “That’s right, hacked to death, the old deaf boy won’t be able to pretend to be a master here.”

After all, Bai Xuan was Bai Xuan, he stretched out his palm to cover his mouth, turned his head and asked in a low voice: “Senior Xie, is the old deaf child a haunted ghost?”

Xie Gou shook his head, “A living man.”

Bai Xuan originally wanted to refute the second-best priest, who is the old deaf child, but when he thought that Xie Gou was also from the wild monster clan, forget it, so as not to accidentally hurt him. Mi Yu sneered and said: “The realm is not brave enough, stretch your neck on the pole, and wipe it on the sword edge of the boss sword fairy? Or ask the boss sword fairy to hold the sword forward with one hand, but you don’t have to hand the sword, you can stride forward , rushing towards the tip of the sword,

Have you stabbed yourself to the core? ”

The old deaf boy turned a deaf ear to Mi Dajianxian’s sarcastic remarks, but subconsciously straightened his waist, clenched his fists and placed them on his knees, with a nostalgic look on his face.

It’s like drinking a jug of old wine, the alcohol is too strong, after a night, the drinker smashes it in his mouth, as if there is still an aftertaste.

The old deaf boy was finally willing to take off the mud seal of the jar of old wine and drink with others.

This time reminiscing about the old days, he called the boss sword fairy by his first name.

“Chen Qingdu, who hadn’t asked anyone about his sword for many years, and hadn’t been asked about his sword for even more years, raised his hand and asked for a standard long sword, saying that it was for me to perform my best swordsmanship in my life.”

“There were more than fifty offensive and defensive moves, during which Chen Qing handed over two swords. Of course, he deliberately gave way to me.”

“No matter what, in the ten-thousand-year history of the Sword Qi Great Wall, it is a unique deed after all.”

Even local sword cultivators like Baixuan and Mi Dajian, who never took the old deaf boy seriously, heard about this and felt that the old deaf boy was not a bad person.

Xie Gou was probably the only one who was not interested in hearing it, but Gan Tang was at Huaying Peak, so she didn’t say anything.

In the ancient years when Bai Jing and Xiao Mo both traveled far away in the world with their swords, Chen Qingdu at that time was actually not that strong.

It’s not that Chen Qingdu wasn’t good at swordsmanship back then, but that he couldn’t keep a long distance from human swordsmen.

Furthermore, it seems that Chen Qingdu has a special status, and many fellow sword cultivators are trying their best to conceal Chen Qingdu’s growth, especially deliberately reducing the number of times Chen Qingdu and ancient Taoist priests ask swords.

In addition, at the same time, there was also the unidentified leader of swordsmanship. After all, he was the transcendent existence representing all swordsmen in the world and ranked among the top ten heroes in the world, so he was recognized as the first person.

Moreover, Chen Qingdu was surrounded by Yuanxiang and Longjun at that time, and their sword skills were very good, even if they were not as good as Chen Qingdu, the difference was not obvious.

Due to the battle of ascending to the sky, Bai Jing was impulsive, and she was seriously injured and had to sleep for thousands of years, causing her to miss many things.

Therefore, today’s Xie Gou doesn’t particularly understand why Chen Qingdu is so admired in the world after ten thousand years, he is simply regarded as a god.

Chen Lingjun was full of admiration and applauded, “Brother Longsheng, you have such great achievements worthy of a special mention, why are you so… boring, leave me alone, you have already beat the gongs and drums, and shouted a few words at the top of your voice gone.”

Some feats that can be called unique are not because Chen Lingjun doesn’t want to show off to others, but because they are truly “unspeakable”.

After all, he was living under someone else’s fence, and was working in Luopo Mountain. The old deaf boy held back his temper and said something polite, “I cherish my broom, so I shouldn’t say it.”

On the head of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, single-handedly challenged Chen Qingdu, using swordsmanship against swordsmanship.

The key is that Chen Qingdu actually agreed to this sword-questioning due to the disparity in strength.

Chen Qing is not a scholar of a dog day, so he doesn’t need to use various methods to improve his performance so that he can brag to others.

That’s not something that can be described as glorious defeat. If it wasn’t for Lao Deaf’s pure sword heart, Chen Qing would never sell such a big face.

The old deaf boy is really proud of having this battle.

Mi Yu, who wears a white robe and jade belt all the year round, hangs a gourd of raising swords called Haoliang on his waist.

A handsome celebrity, a swordsman and a romantic, it is indeed worthy of Cui Zongzhu to open a special mirror for him. There are many recognized handsome men in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, such as Qi Tingji, Sun Juyuan, who are still young, and of course Wu Chengpei, Mi Yu who is drunk in the clouds, Wu Chengpei and Mi Yu are also called “Shuangbi” by the foreign nuns. As for the young one

There are Pang Yuanji, Chen Sanqiu and others.

The white-haired boy who was the score editor squatted in the corner, and she silently wrote down this sum.

Chen Pingan suddenly appeared on the sword worship platform and said that he might need to really retreat for a while.

Recently, in Fuyaolu, except for the millet who is still patrolling the mountain, the rest of the people don’t have to go there to be closed doors. When Chen Pingan chose to walk down the mountain without using Yujian or shrinking the ground to return to Fuyaolu, he called out to the lazy girl in the sable hat, and the one who raised his arms and shouted all the way to wish the ancestor of the hidden official a smooth retreat, and that he would leave soon. soaring white

hair boy.

Seeing this scene, but still listening to the voice of the hermit ancestor, the old deaf son’s expression was as usual, but he was really worried.

It’s just that Senior Bai Jing’s voice suddenly sounded in the heart lake, “I don’t want to drink your old wine in vain. I will pass on your two swordsmanship later. I don’t care if you learn it well or practice it well.”

The old deaf boy was grateful, and got up seriously, without saying a word, bowed his head and clasped fists with the other side of the mountain road.

Bai Xuan and Chen Lingjun looked at each other, the least enlightened old deaf boy, why did he become so sensible, could it be that he was possessed by the immortal Jia? Compared with the old deaf who entered the mountain later, Zhong Qian, a martial artist who came here with his good brother to join in the fun, actually came to Luopo Mountain only a few days ago. In terms of fighting skills, he was far behind the old deaf. Listening to the name, it is easy to misunderstand that it is Zhong Qian, a woman, the first person in martial arts in Ouhua Blessed Land, Grand Master Zhong, who is at home in Luoba Mountain, just like a fish in water. At the dinner table before, Zhong Qian asked about the identity of Gan Tang’s enshrined at the sword platform, if the realm is not much different

, Does it mean that I can also be an offering? In the end, the old cook said that the old deaf boy was an Ascension-level swordsman… Zhong Qian ate two extra bowls of rice.

It was rare for the old cook to take the initiative to fry a few more appetizers that day, and he took Zhong Qian to drink some wine and chat for a while.

Zhu Lian asked Zhong Qian if she knew her own strengths and weaknesses, and Zhong Qian said that she had no strengths or weaknesses, and that she was just a mess.

Zhu Lian smiled and said that there are people in the world who are tense and seem to be curled up physically and mentally, and there will be people who are relaxed and relaxed. How the family style is like, and whether the rules are strict or not, often depends on the personality and character of the head of the family. This is why many Gaoliang children with powerful families dare not breathe at home. They are cautious when walking, talking, eating, and studying in the family school. They dare not contradict their elders in half a word. As long as you leave the house, you will be different, perverted, rebellious and rude, with a vicious and tyrannical personality. To a large extent, it is a kind of venting anger, a kind of

revenge. It is an unconscious compensation.

At that time, Tsing Yi Xiaotong and Mi Dajianxian were both present, Chen Lingjun couldn’t help laughing, stretched out his hand and slapped the table, saying that Grandmaster Zhong didn’t understand these things, old cook, you are just throwing eyes at the blind man.

If Zhong Qian gets angry when she hears such words, then she is not Zhong Qian. She laughed and said that Jing Qing understands me, and anyone who understands me will be beaten as a bachelor.

Chen Lingjun was about to strike out with Zhong Qian on the spot, and the two brothers saw each other in terms of punching.

Fist of course.

Mi Yu, however, realized something, and planned to stop pretending to be lazy all year round.

Zhu Lian went on to say that we may not be a good talker, nor may we be a good listener.

We may understand what other people said in this sentence, and what is hidden in the words. But we don’t necessarily know why they said this and did this.

Passively following the crowd and actively following the Romans are two different things.

After understanding the twists and turns of these worldly affairs and human relationships, after sitting at the table at home, lifting the wine bowl, whether it is white or boring, it is just being human.

Otherwise, he would be sacked and saped by the world and personnel. I will always be stumbled by the same people, the same things, the same stumbles, and the same suffering.

When Zhong Qian heard this, she finally couldn’t help but ask, the old cook hopes that I will practice boxing well, so that I don’t lose my title as the number one person in Fukuchi Budo?

The old cook is well-intentioned, does he really regard himself as his junior? So Zhong Qian was actually warm in her heart at the time, and was quite moved.

As a result, Zhu Lian endured and endured, and finally couldn’t hold back any of them, and started pointing at Zhong Qian’s nose and yelling, I’m telling you to have better eyesight, take care of yourself, don’t treat this place as a dining hall!

Mi Yu, who came here every day for a morning drink, sipped his drink on the spot, and Chen Lingjun, who often came here for a late-night supper, laughed loudly with one hand and slapped the table vigorously with the other.

When the sight of the cursing old cook shifted to them, they got up angrily and left without forgetting to take Zhong Qian away.

Zhong Qian arrived at the door and said that my brother would come to have a supper in a few nights, and today I will change the taste and help me make a big bowl of spicy soup with meat and vegetables.

At that time, there was a notation officer with a cat in the corner outside the door. As his duty was, he took out a pen and paper and wrote down the grievance.

On the mountain road, Chen Pingan said: “I returned from Fuyao Island, and I was reminded by Zhenren Yu that I passed by the Donghai Lord’s Mansion and met the Dragon Slayer who wanted to mobilize the crowd.”

Xie Gou laughed and said: “With me by my side, so close, even if the Lord of the Mountain is talking about Chen Qingliu and Wang Zhu, he can still say their names.”

The white-haired boy, the first music score editor in Lost Mountain, is a typical love and love, and asked earnestly: “Dare to ask the ancestor of Yinguan, the specific month and day when you two meet?”

Chen Pingan was out of breath, raised his arms high, and put his fingers together.

The white-haired boy shrank his neck, and immediately turned the steering wheel when he saw the wind: “Forget it, since the ancestor of the hermit official wanted to hide his clumsiness, the lowly position is not recorded in the record.”

Chen Pingan said softly: “The wine at the New Year’s shop in Qilong Lane, you can go through the process carefully again to see if there are any omissions.”

The white-haired boy said aggrievedly: “Heaven and earth conscience, I haven’t missed a single word.” Besides, I reported the military situation to you earlier, and there are many details that I planned to add vividly, so how did Wang Zhu raise his eyebrows and smile sweetly? It’s the ancestor of Yinguan, you got impatient to hear it, so you just replied, don’t say anything

Nonsense.

Bai Jing smiled and said: “I don’t think I’ve heard of this, Konghou sub-ruler, hurry up and tell the chief helmer, and I’ll help you and Guo League leader to take credit for it later.”

They took Guo Zhujiu and secretly formed a small mountain. They had a deep friendship, just like the good sisters who had exchanged posts with Jinlan. In the hometown of Chen Shanzhu and Yinguan Patriarch, there has always been the custom of going door-to-door on New Year’s Eve in the small town to ask for dinner. The adults sat down to drink, and the children came in groups, shouting as soon as they entered the door, begging for some melons and fruits and broken mouths to eat. Last year in Riding Dragon Lane, when Shi Rou was sitting by the brazier with her little mute to watch the New Year, she ran into Wang Zhu who came to ask for dinner. Shi Rou was originally polite and asked Miss Zhigui if she would like to sit down and have a drink I never thought that Wang Zhu, who was already the king of Donghai Sea at that time, would actually agree and praise Shirou’s plate of stinky mandarin fish. For some reason, Shi Rou always felt that Wang Zhu was in a good mood at that time. Later, the white-haired boy who was stepping on the bench next door and punching others also came to join in the fun, and had a chat with Mr. Donghai who met for the first time and was lucky to be a neighbor with the ancestor of the Yinguan for several years. Among the words, the white-haired boy talked about Chen Qingliu, the man who slayed the dragon. The white-haired boy’s opinion is relatively “average”, which belongs to the general knowledge of ordinary monks. She made a metaphor, thinking that the strong dragon does not suppress the local snake. not to mention king

Zhu is still the leader of the land, and Chen Qingliu is only a river snake, so there is no need to worry about him.

But Wang Zhu’s answer at that time was very interesting and blunt. It basically meant that even if she entered the fourteenth realm one day, as long as she was facing the dragon-slaying person, she would die if she didn’t run.

This surprised the white-haired boy quite a bit. He was so self-aware that he was the same as Zhigui, the maid in Niping Lane in his impression. The reason why the white-haired boy took the initiative to talk about such unpleasant and taboo topics was because Wu Shuangjiang had told her to try his best to persuade Wang Zhu to leave Haoran Tianxia and go to Sui Chu Palace on the night cruise earlier. It’s a pity that to be a political strategist and a lobbyist, the white-haired boy is not the material. Sure enough, Wang Zhu seemed to recognize the identity of the white-haired boy, and he took the initiative to mention Guanque Tower. How could the white-haired boy dare to admit it?

invite.

Hearing this, Xie Gou raised his hand to hold the sable hat, with a sarcastic expression on his face, “If you don’t run or die? Are these Wang Zhu’s original words?”

The white-haired boy nodded vigorously and said, “Exactly!”

Today was different from the last time, the white-haired boy hesitated again and again, but still told a little more about the inside story, telling Wu Shuangjiang’s calculations and thoughts with her heart.

Chen Pingan is not someone who likes to be troublesome, since he specially called himself and Bai Jing to go down the mountain together, he needs himself and the ancestor of the hidden official…to treat others with sincerity.

The white-haired boy said guiltily, “Chen Pingan, is it because I didn’t say this earlier that something went wrong on your side?”

Chen Ping shook his head and said, “It doesn’t matter much. Take a step back and say, even if it does, it has nothing to do with you.”

The white-haired boy said sullenly: “In the future, if there are similar things, I won’t talk about them from beginning to end.”

Chen Pingan said, “No need.”

The white-haired boy wanted to say something else.

Xie Gou smiled and comforted, “It’s such a big deal, you can turn the story over, so don’t make it so boring.”

Chen Pingan fell into deep thought. Of course, he didn’t know a deeper inside story.

As long as Wang Zhu himself is unwilling to say it, it means that no one can know the truth.

It turned out that Qi Jingchun once took the initiative to find Wang Zhu, and gave her a prophecy, “Climbing the Guanque Tower, the sky is high and the earth is wide, and the descending of the Guanque Tower has a long history.”

Qi Jingchun even taught her how to deal with Chen Qingliu in the future, and taught her how to escape a seemingly inevitable beheading.

Getting rid of the palace last year, defecting to Wu Shuangjiang, and cultivating in Guanque Tower is a great way forward, and it is probably her best strategy.

Staying in Haoran Tianxia and avoiding Chen Qingliu can also be regarded as a medium strategy.

In short, you can stay or stay.

But Wang Zhu was unwilling, and insisted on competing with that scholar with frosty temples.

Just like a naughty child who can’t listen to the teachings of the old-fashioned elders, he must be angry. Whatever you ask me to do, I will do the opposite.

Qi Jingchun gave her a suggestion with a smile at the end, if you really encounter any hurdles that you can’t get over, go to his little junior brother, and you can tell him that this is senior brother Qi’s request.

Maybe this is the bad idea?

The two senior brothers of Wen Sheng’s line, one is the one who helped her out of trouble, and the other is the one who formed a bond with her.

No matter how much she doesn’t understand and disapprove of how the two of them behave, there are decisions that she doesn’t accept even if she understands them.

But as proud as Wang Zhu, he has to admit that they are the two most important people on his new life path.

Qi Jingchun begged his younger brother Chen Pingan? !

Chen Ping begged Chen Qingliu not to hand over the sword? !

That’s why Wang Zhu lost his composure when he was in the hall.

She would rather suffer that sword and beheaded than Chen Ping to beg for help.

On the mountain road, the three of them were silent for a long time, and the white-haired boy asked curiously: “Before you rushed to make a rescue, since they met each other, the enemy was very jealous when they met, did you have a fight?”

Chen Pingan shook his head, “I can’t fight.”

Wang Zhu was not in the mood to wrestle with Chen Qingliu at all, not at all.

Xie Gou didn’t hide his sarcasm, “You’re still in the 14th realm, you’re a coward.”

The white-haired boy probably had a good chat with Wang Zhu last time, and it was rare for him to justify a few words to this real dragon, “Meeting that person by a dragon is like seeing Chen Qingdu when a sword cultivator meets Chen Qingdu. ”

Xie Gou rolled his eyes, but did not deny it. Isn’t that the case in my little street? Chen Pingan said: “According to that plan, Wang Zhu went to Qingming Tianxia, ​​so she didn’t have to share the world’s water transportation with Mrs. Dan Dan, the master of land water transportation, and Li Yehou. She can even travel by water twice, first climbing stork

Building, it is tantamount to a kind of “right and proper” genealogical record, and it is announced to the Qingming world. “”Going down the Guanque Tower and entering the sea along the water, as long as someone pushes the flames from the sidelines, there is a great possibility that she will join the fourteenth realm, and then she will monopolize the world’s water transport.” Then you can get in harmony with Qingming Tianxia Dao again, and take advantage of the opportunity to get Bai Yujing

recognition. ”

“During this period, the Xielong Terrace that has been idle for many years in the Sui Chu Palace can finally be used as the mainstay.”

“Wang Zhu can in turn protect the New Year’s Extinction Palace, so as not to have a certain worst result. In short, this is a fair transaction, and Wang Zhu does not need to owe favors.”

Xie Gou commented: “The rings are intertwined, and the military strategists act.”

The white-haired boy asked tentatively: “Patriarch Yinguan, there is a sentence that I don’t know if I should say it or not.”

If it was normal, Chen Pingan really wouldn’t give her a chance to speak.

The white-haired boy said, “Is it possible that the last time Wang Zhu took the initiative to walk into the New Year’s Eve shop, he actually wanted you to help her make a decision?”

Chen Ping was taken aback, frowned, and said, “No way?” For Wang Zhu’s initiative to visit the New Year’s Shop in Qilong Lane, he only thought of the first floor. According to her usual personality and temper, she is definitely not willing to go out at night in brocade clothes, she must show off

Show off.

Of course, this is indeed Wang Zhu’s idea, but it is superficial. Today is different from the past, when her realm is higher, her vision will be wider, and she will see more long-term.

Xie Gou smiled and said: “Shanzhu, don’t think about it, it must be like this.”

Women understand women’s thoughts best.

We have reached the foot of the mountain.

Just as Chen Pingan was about to perform the method of shrinking the ground, Xie Gou’s eyes were shining brightly, he rubbed his hands together, and suddenly asked: “Chen Qingliu’s reunion after a fall is really fun, can the mountain master talk about it?”

Chen Pingan shook his head, “Even if there are speculations about this kind of thing, you can’t talk about it.”

With regard to Chen Qingliu’s road to unity, he clearly succeeded in slaying the dragon, how could he fall, hide his tracks for 3,000 years, and how did he re-join the Fourteenth Realm.

Even Qi Tingji, an old sword fairy like Qi Tingji of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, would be very curious. So much so that when I reunited with A Liang during the discussion in the Confucian Temple, I had to ask about it face to face.

In the eyes of Haoran Tianxia, ​​Chen Qingliu, who has a great avenue, an obscure birthplace, and a cloudy sword-making process, has risen like a comet and disappeared in a flash, as if he only did two things.

The battle of killing the dragon.

He accepted Zheng Juzhong as his disciple.

At that time, Zheng Juzhong was present in the conference hall of the Confucian Temple, so A Liang asked Qi Tingji to ask the “Brother Huaixian” in Baidi City by himself.

In fact, the relationship between the two parties is not close. A Liang once sneaked into Fushui in the middle of the night, the big river that pierced the Yellow River waterfall.

It is estimated that Zheng Juzhong, who has seen everything, couldn’t stand it any longer. He was on the top of the dragon gate at that time, looking at the sloppy swordsman who looked like a soaked chicken, and chatted casually for a few words.

As a result, within a few days, there were countless Shanshui Mansion newspapers, saying that City Lord Zheng of Baidi City personally invited A Liang to come to the city for a hand-to-hand talk, some said that they played a game of chess, several games, and even hundreds of games.

At that time in the Confucian Temple, Zheng Juzhong was probably hiding it for the sake of the venerable, and of course he didn’t want to reveal the truth to a few outsiders. Especially A Liang.

Although Zheng Juzhong is recognized as the number one person in the way of magic, there are two things that make the monks on the top of the mountain feel unexpected. One thing is nostalgia and respect for the teacher.

Guo Outing from Tieshu Mountain is a clear proof. It was Zheng Juzhong’s mountaineering that prevented Guo Outing from going down the mountain.

Then there is Zheng Juzhong, who seems to be extremely tolerant of that trouble-making junior brother Liu Chicheng.

When Ah Liang came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he had the same mentality as Qi Tingji, and he was more interested in peers with superb sword skills and broad sword skills in the world.

But he is the little padded jacket of the boss sword fairy, he almost became a godson.

Elder Dong, sword cultivators like Chen Ji and Qi Tingji were too embarrassed to ask, or they simply didn’t ask because they knew they didn’t get an answer.

After all, the boss Sword Immortal never seemed to talk about anything other than the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Ah Liang was unambiguous, if he had doubts in his heart, he was not ashamed to ask.

Before he became the little cotton-padded jacket of the boss sword fairy, Ah Liang passed the inverted mountain for the first time, and when he arrived at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the first thing he did was to swagger up to the top of the wall and ask Chen Qingdu about it.

Have you ever heard of A Liang, the swordsman in the world of grandeur?

Chen Qingdu squinted at the short Jianxiu who couldn’t stand on tiptoe at the same level as Lu Zhi, and replied with a smile, I know your father.

Ah Liang is worthy of being Ah Liang, he laughed endlessly and clapped his hands with his fists. Your old man’s temper is right for your appetite, so you must protect me from now on.

Probably because he felt that being alone is not as good as having fun with others, A Liang, who didn’t enjoy drinking later, turned to ask Chen Qingdu again, had he heard of the most proud Bai Ye in the world, Haoran Sanjue? One’s swordsmanship Pei?…

At that time, Chen Qingdu was just walking around the city with his hands behind his hands.

A Liang then Pi Dian Pi Dian followed, speaking dryly, even the Golden Core Realm Sword Cultivator whom he recognized, should be named to that old man.

There is really no way out, and the killer must be resorted to.

When it comes to beating a large group by one person, Ah Liang thinks he is a master, a master of masters, but that Chen Qingliu seems to be stronger, there is no reason to be so fierce!

After all, it was A Liang. The boss sword fairy gave a sentence at that time, but it was not really an answer. A Liang listened to that sentence, benefited a lot, and learned a unique skill.

“Anyway, as long as you are a swordsman, no matter how strong you are, you can’t beat me. I’m going to waste my brain on what to do, and you can figure it out by yourself.”

After walking for a while, Chen Pingan stretched out his hand to hold down Xie Gou’s sable hat, and said with a smile, “Don’t be so impulsive in the future, it won’t be worth it.”

The white-haired boy’s eyes rolled sharply. Is there a story? ! With the usual style of the ancestor of the hermit official, this story is unlikely to be charming and rouge, so is Xie Gou having **** with someone?

Xie Gou laughed and said: “Heroes are happy and sages are depressed, our generation of sword repair heroes is unrivaled!”

There is a lone peak standing on the seashore of Aquarius Island, which rises abruptly, like a sword pointing at the sky.

But it is a barren land without aura, so no Qi practitioners in history lived and practiced here in seclusion, and there are few people in the mountains.

At this moment, there was a sloppy Taoist priest with disheveled hair and an umbrella on his bare feet at the top of the peak.

This Daoren Ge signed himself as a Daoist with three hundred dollars, and his alias is Huainan. At the time when the Confucian Temple was enshrined in the five mountains of Aquarius Island, Daoist Ge once appeared in Zhongyue to hold Zishan, and congratulated the tiger mansion from afar. The real person did not know each other. Qingliu found the spider

The slightest trace. In the old Zhuying Dynasty, the Zhongyue Lizi Mountain, the ancestral mountain with overlapping peaks, was once one of the many alchemy places for the old Taoist priests. Later, the old tiger who chose Jin Qing as his successor actually served Ge Xianjun as a burner for a hundred years from the very beginning.

Fire boy. Before the old Taoist went out for a wandering, he didn’t say the date of return to Xiaodaotong, but left a prophecy to the latter, that Diezhang Peak would be owned by a sincere and respectful stone quarryman in the future.

Earlier, Chen Qingliu took the old Taoist to meet his younger disciples Liu Chicheng and his apprentice Gu Can, and introduced them as fellow Taoists Ziqing. According to the barefoot Taoist himself, he and Chen Qingliu can be regarded as half friends.

The old Taoist was frowning. Among the people waiting for him, it was Chen Qingliu who went on a long-distance journey at sea. He told him to wait for a while before going back. Need to wait half an hour.

Of course Daoren Ge knew what Chen Qingliu was going to do, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to persuade him, it was just that he couldn’t keep him, he couldn’t persuade him at all.

The old Taoist looked melancholy, and the old friends on the road withered one after another, and often a farewell turned into a farewell, and the poor spring grass still grows from the old place every year.

On the top of the mountain, beside the barefoot old man, there are still two people who can fight each other with eight poles, one has a relationship, and the other has a story. The old one and the young one have recently moved to this Gufeng mountain to dig a well with thatched grass. The old one is Daoren Ge’s junior brother, Wei Benyuan, the old head of the Wei family in Tiantaoye Lane, Lizhu Cave, or to be more precise, he restores his memory , former Taoist King

?, like Lu Yue, a native of Lizhu Dongtian, is one of the unnamed disciples of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou. In the Lizhu Dongtian accident, the land took root and became a blessed place. Wei Benyuan left his hometown and chose to live in seclusion in a mountain depression outside Xu’s Qingfeng City to practice alchemy. Seek the opportunity of the fox country, and see if she has the blessing to become the master of the fox country first, and then the new master of the entire fox clan. can agree, to

At least there is a glimmer of hope.

Unfortunately not. Taoya is indeed in the fox country, and got a great opportunity, so it is reasonable to say that she can follow the steps. On the road of cultivation, Taoya will encounter various opportunities, there are catastrophes and catastrophes, and Taoism… But not long after, the whole building Fox country unexpectedly

They were all abducted and returned to Luoba Mountain in their hometown.

Wang? There is nothing he can do about it. The book says that there is nowhere to find a broken iron shoe, so it doesn’t take much effort to get it? Why do I come to the mountain after hard work, but the mountain has long legs to run away?

Fortunately, Wang? has a broad heart, and thinks that this is the so-called God’s will in the dark, blindly demanding, and the effort is not enough, but because of this, he missed the opportunity? Miss Taoya girl? Wang? then confessed his thoughts and plans to Taoya, and Taoya girl was even more generous. Instead of complaining, she felt relieved and overjoyed. I am very happy to be a land fairy that I dream of. No matter how many blessings there are, she may not be able to catch them. She is timid, but she dare not fight with others. That kind of inexplicable dispute with someone, Yun Gui

Bo Ji, it’s too dangerous, she was scared to death just hearing it.

Ge Daoren asked with a smile: “Tao Ya, let’s talk about the matter, if you don’t talk about your heart, you really have to worry about it, or is it because Luo Po Mountain cut off your future, and you don’t have any resentment in your heart?”

Tao Ya was stunned for a moment.

Ge Daoren continued: “It’s not a particularly appropriate analogy. You bet a small bet on a gambling table to have a chance to win a big one, but someone removed the entire gaming table.”

Tao Ya replied cautiously: “Uncle Ge, I don’t like gambling.”

Seemingly ignorant and innocent Tao Ya, in fact, the small calculations in her heart are so loud that Luo Po Shan probably heard it. An orphan in Niping Lane in her hometown, she can get to where she is today, but she doesn’t think she has the ability to wrestle with Lord Chen Shan. Why did she risk her life to be an enemy? What’s more, the other party didn’t deliberately target himself.

She vacated a gambling table, and the little capital she left on the table, as well as the gambling money she earned by trying her luck, were not taken away, so she could just accept it as soon as she saw something good.

The two priests looked at each other and smiled.

Wang? Looking at the vast and boundless sea, he asked softly: “Senior Brother Ge, won’t you cause trouble?” Daoren Ge said, “I can’t say for certain. Detour on your own. That fellow Taoist is a loner, barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. Occasionally, he can bear it all on his own.

”

Wang? said: “That Qingzhu Taoist friend, doesn’t there still be a Baidi City, with disciples and grandchildren? There is a tradition of Taoism.”

Daoren Ge couldn’t help laughing, “Fellow Qingzhu, even if the sky is turned upside down, does he still need to worry about the safety of his first disciple?”

Wang? Speechless.

Ge Daoren sighed, “I just hope that the road in the world will change, not today’s ‘confrontation between the two Chens’.”

The matter was so important that Daoren Ge even asked his master if there was a way to crack it, but Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou didn’t respond to the aspirations of this personal disciple at all.

If it is said that the world’s flood dragons, all the descendants of dragons and narcissus in the world, as well as all the qi refiners who practice water art, will be defeated by Chen Qingliu’s swordsmanship to varying degrees.

Going back a little further, one will come to an even more astonishing conclusion, the place near the water in the world is equivalent to the dojo of sword cultivator Chen Qingliu?

If we make a bold assumption again, besides being silent for three thousand years and quietly sharpening the edge of the sword, is the current river of time, compared to Chen Qingliu, considered a kind of water in a broad sense?

What’s more, being able to delete the name of a natal flying sword, upgrade it from a double character to a single character flying sword, and then polish it to perfection, this is where Chen Qingliu’s foundation and confidence lies today.

This is also a grand gift for the completion of the battle of killing the dragon. Three thousand years ago, there were countless dragons in the world, and there were more and more dragon palaces on the seabed and on land. The Confucian Temple needed to open a book for them. The dragons still have a hard-to-change nature.

The sons and grandsons of the dragon who lie on the credit book and enjoy the blessings are rebellious and rebellious. They do not obey the control of the gods of mountains and rivers.

Unknowingly, I have fallen into a “heavenly disgusting” situation.

You must know that the earliest ancient sword immortals, such as the ancient Shu land, did not go there for treasure hunting, they just couldn’t stand it anymore.

Lu Chen, who seems to be floating in the sea on the way, once persuaded those ancient dragon kings with the highest gods, you should restrain yourself and rectify, otherwise the incense will be cut off.

Do not believe.

It may also be that there are serious evils and serious diseases that are difficult to cure. Those dragon kings who have experienced the battle of ascension to the sky, even if they want to make a difference, they will be powerless after all.

Wang? said worriedly: “They are all sword cultivators. One is the old fourteenth, and the other is a young sword fairy with a strong background and personality. When they match up, it is easy to tear their faces apart if they disagree.”

Although he recovered his realm and memory of his previous life, he still subconsciously regarded himself as a native of Lizhu Cave Heaven.

And that Chen Ping’an is the most outstanding figure of the younger generation in his hometown. Wang? He doesn’t want such a young man to be eclipsed and lost in the crowd.

I fell into a similar situation as a certain great monk in Aiaizhou.

Daoren Ge smiled and said, “From the sound of it, do you prefer Chen Pingan more?”

Wang? looked a little smug, and said with a smile: “I am not familiar with fellow Taoist Qingzhu, and I have never met. But back then in the small town, I was optimistic about Chen Pingan very early on, maybe I can One of the earliest?”

Daoren Ge nodded and said with a smile: “Shan Master Chen saw the poor Taoist who had never masked his face. At most, out of politeness, he called Senior, or Ge Xianjun, to meet you again, but he wanted to call you Grandpa Wei sincerely.”

The title deed of the fairy tomb outside the town is still in the hands of the Wei family.

Even though the Dali Song family was at the peak of the dynasty in one country and one continent, they did not embarrass the Taoyexiang Wei family in this matter, asking the latter to hand over the land deeds and forcefully buy and sell.

Just because the specific layout of the method of trapping the dragon in the Lizhu Cave was all created by the predecessor, Wang Yu, so the realm of the immortal graveyard is the reward that the latter, Wei Benyuan, deserves.

At that time, the master sent down a decree, asking him to pick up his junior brother, Wei Benyuan from Taoye Lane, a Taoist priest who absolutely shouldn’t, absolutely shouldn’t, and most shouldn’t discuss Yin-Yang and Five Elements with Zou Zi.

In fact, the predecessor, Wang Yu, was not handed down personally, but an unnamed disciple of Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou.

And this happened to be the knot in Wang’s heart. He wanted to prove himself too much, and he already had the qualifications to pass on.

Xie Gou doesn’t look down on Taoist priests in today’s world. She feels that today’s qi refiners are not tenacious enough to seek Taoism.

Not always, there are always exceptions. Because Senior Brother Ge broke the secret earlier, Wang? complained: “What did Zhenren Yu think? Not happy?

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Daoren Ge teased, “Junior brother is standing up and talking without pain in his back, why don’t you borrow so much money and go out and try?”

Wang? Laughed loudly: “I want hundreds of thousands of gold and fine copper coins, I have already borrowed them.”

Daoren Ge asked, “Do you have any junior brother?”

Wang Yu said: “I don’t have any, that’s why I said that. It’s a bargain.” Daoren Ge stretched out a hand, “Coincidentally, I happen to have five hundred gold and copper coins at hand. I’ll lend it to you first, and you can borrow it later.” Lend it to Chen Pingan, let’s negotiate the interest first, and then you will calculate the interest with Chen Pingan? Is it a loss or a gain?

By ability? ”

Wang? pushed his brother’s arm back hard, but he couldn’t push it, and he couldn’t move.

Daoren Ge smiled and said: “On the side of Zhenwu Mountain, you have already expressed something. Junior brother, you, the elder from the same village who first saw that Chen Shanzhu’s way can be expected, don’t you mean it?”

Wang? smiled wryly and said, “It’s better to keep a respectful distance.”

Ge Daoren withdrew his hand, “Then it’s a compromise. The Wei family can return the fairy grave to the Dali Song family.”

Wang? nodded and said, “Brother immediately write a letter and send it to the ancestral house in Taoye Lane.”

Ge Daoren said to himself: “It is a fact that Chen Qingliu is close to Luopo Mountain.”

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have had so many drinks with Chen Lingjun.

The little boy in Tsing Yi, the royal river water snake in Huang Ting Kingdom, now dares not write his name on the blank front page of the passer-by’s collection.

If you count the blind Taoist priest Jia Sheng who Chen Qingliu first attached to, plus the two Beiju Luzhou, the busy coachman, and the Confucian scholar Chen Zhuoliu, you can all join the table.

They are all Chen Lingjun’s best friends who met in his own arena.

Every time Ge Daoren thinks of this and imagines this kind of scene, he feels… speechless.

Above the sea, a blue light suddenly appeared.

Ge Daoren’s heart was shocked, and he took a deep breath.

Wang, who knows the importance of the situation, is even more nervous.

Chen Qingliu came to the top of the mountain in an instant, shook his sleeves, and joked: “You two Taoists, are you so worried about the worldly affairs?”

Daoren Ge asked: “Have you seen Master Chen Shan?”

Chen Qingliu nodded and said, “See you.”

Wang? asked: “How to say?!”

Chen Qingliu smiled and asked back: “If I remember correctly, Ge Xianjun and I are half-cooked with half-cooked food, and I am very familiar with Wei Daoyou? Is my nobleman forgetting too much?”

Wang? smiled, and the sword repairer with the Dao name Qingzhu clasped his fists in apology.

Chen Qingliu nodded, “Low-minded, big-hearted, just the opposite of Zou Zi.”

Wang?’s face was full of embarrassment, but he didn’t dare to answer the question.

Daoren Ge said: “Fellow Daoist Qingzhu, don’t be a fool.”

Chen Qingliu stretched out his hand and flicked his sleeves, there seemed to be a lingering sword energy, the electric light was intertwined, and there was a crackling sound, which made Daoren Ge’s eyelids tremble.

Chen Qingliu said: “Anyway, since I owe Mr. Qi a huge favor, I have to sell his junior brother an equally huge face.”

The first person to crack “Jia Sheng” back then was Qi Jingchun, a scholar.

Qi Jingchun also took the initiative to invite Chen Qingliu’s real body, and the two had a pleasant chat and drank a ton of wine. Later, because Qi Jingchun took over the matter, she assumed all the causes and effects accumulated in Lizhu Dongtian for three thousand years, and all the counterattacks of heaven. At that time, Wang Zhu hadn’t recovered his status as a real dragon, so it was tantamount to Qi Jingchun’s help to take the sword and let the current

At that time, Chen Qingliu, who was still in the Ascension Realm, went to bear the fierce backlash of the real dragon’s aura. Chen Qingliu never liked to owe anything to others, so he must pay it back.

Earlier in Donghai Mansion, that smart young man knew that instead of relocating soldiers with the old scholar and Li Sheng, he invited Mr. Qi who did not call Senior Brother Qi, Qi Jingchun.

This forced Chen Qingliu to repay the favor early.

Chen Qingliu said with a smile: “Don’t worry, an orphan in Niping Lane, a pitiful **** who grew up eating a lot of food, can become the famous Chen Shanzhu today, and he has his own reasons.”

Daoren Ge fell silent.

Wang? Still couldn’t help but said: “Chen Shanzhu called Wensheng?”

Daoren Ge shook his head, thinking too simply.

Unlike junior brother Wang?, Ge Daoren has been paying attention to the sky, not the figure of Xuan, but… Li Sheng!

Chen Qing exiled and laughed: “If you call the old scholar, can you stop it? According to the way of harmony, you have entered the fourteenth realm, and the three continents of Hedao Fuyao, Aquarius, and Tongye are just.”

Wang? Clicked his tongue.

Chen Qingliu said indifferently: “When I am determined to hand over the sword, I can’t stop anyone who loses face.”

In the middle of the sea, in the Water Mansion, even if the old scholar came in person, he really couldn’t stop Chen Qingliu from beheading his head with a sword. That’s why Chen Qingdu suggested that Chen Pingan should also call for the saint.

If Li Sheng is willing to return to Haoran from beyond the sky, Chen Qingdu will not be able to kill Wang Zhu for the time being.

But next, your Zhongtu Confucian Temple, just keep it safe from thieves for a thousand days.

Li Sheng has great fighting skills, Chen Qingliu definitely admits it, but he still can’t do it if he says he can be detained in Gongde Forest.

Unless Li Sheng was willing to strip Wang Zhu of his status as a real dragon first, Chen Qingliu would admit to falling, no matter if he fell, or went to Gongdelin to eat in prison.

The problem lies in the ritual sages, who cannot do such things. So if that young man, relying on many mountains, a sword cultivator in the fairyland, dares not to know the seriousness, and is in a dangerous situation without knowing it, he really thinks that by himself, with a few harsh words, he can stop Chen who really **** him off. Qingliu, that

Just behead the real dragon king Zhu first, and even Chen Ping’an was killed together.

If you want to talk about the kid’s life-saving method, there must be a few tricks at the bottom of the box.

It’s good to be reduced to a ghost.

It’s a pity that there are already people in the Ghost Dao who are already there first. It is doomed to become an extravagant wish to achieve the fourteen realms of the Dao with this.

I’m sorry, but besides the fourteenth realm of swordsmanship, I also took in a good apprentice.

As a master, I never knew what Zheng Huaixian wanted to do. Not sure if he will get involved in this matter.

The problem is, your Confucian Temple can determine Zheng Juzhong’s true intentions?

Then don’t gamble.

Daoren Ge glanced at the sword energy on his sleeve, and asked curiously, “What’s going on here?”

Chen Qingliu said with a smile: “For no reason, a girl with a sable hat popped up. She said that she wanted to see my swordsmanship with her own eyes, and whether she was worthy of the fourteenth realm.”

Ge Daoren asked: “Is it the white scene where the Ascension Realm is complete?”

Chen Qingliu nodded and said, “It’s her.”

This questioning of swords can be done as soon as it is clicked, and it will not hurt the peace.

The main reason is that Bai Jing acted strangely, as if he was intentionally hit by a sword.

Ge Daoren understood it in his heart.

That makes sense, and makes perfect sense.

“Xiaomo”, at most, is to ask the little master to ask swords.

As for Bai Jing, he was the one who dared to sneak over the heads of the ancient scholar convoy and rain down a piece of swordsmanship like a torrential rain.

Ge Daoren asked: “How is her sword skill?”

Chen Qingliu had no intention of answering this question.

Ge Daoren just waited patiently for the following, as if he insisted on Chen Qingliu giving a pertinent evaluation.

For example, in the current world, are there any sword cultivators who are similar in height and killing power to her?

Lu Yue, who is also not named by the master, compares with the current Ascension Realm swordsman Baishang, and how big is the gap?

Or is there any sign of Bai Jing’s harmony in the near future, and in the next hundred years of good years and good years, does she have a chance of harmony?

Chen Qingliu answered a bit irrelevant, “This is the sword cultivator.”

Sword cultivator Bai Jing is what a pure sword cultivator should look like in his mind.

Daoren Ge said: “Poverty Taoist is planning to go to the western Buddhist kingdom. Are you interested in traveling together?”

Chen Qingliu thought for a while, nodded and said, “Yes, you can go over there and have a look.”

Wang? is in a complicated mood.

I have already forgotten, I don’t know who gave a strange and incomprehensible evaluation.

A human swordsman is a martyr.

Wang? Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, he asked, “Friend Qingzhu, you are an old fourteenth-level monk, how do you think about the new fourteenth?”

Chen Qingliu smiled and said, “What do you think? You don’t even look at it.”

Wang? was speechless again. Daoren Ge knows the reason, it’s not that Chen Qingliu thinks too much of himself. For one thing, the fourteenth realm of seniority can accumulate power, broaden the road, and make a so-called single-plank bridge extremely wide and have a deeper realm. Chen Qingliu’s kind can even use the results of the battle of killing the dragon to sharpen the edge of the sword and make a big leap forward. Furthermore, those who benefited from the torrential rain in the New Fourteenth Realm were either pushed by external forces, or dragged by someone, or even worse, took some heresy shortcuts. It’s not as good as the old blind man and Chen Qingliu’s self-made path, which is tantamount to creating their own destiny, forcibly slamming into the door, and relying on their own strength to achieve heaven.

From then on, the sky is high and the earth is wide, with great freedom.

Chen Qingliu put his hands behind his hands and looked calm.

Those who don’t know call me crazy, those who know me call me crazy.

What is true freedom, I just bow to myself.

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Note 1, Chapter 854 “A Bird in a Cage”

Note 2, Chapter 950 “Things to Come”

Note 3, Chapter 790 “Preparation for War”

Note 4, Chapter 1079 “Half Book of the World” Note 5, Chapter 32 “Peach Leaf”