Sword comes

Chapter 928 Borrowing mountains and rivers from the kings (9)

Yang Zhi suddenly asked in his heart: "Can you let me chat with that fellow Taoist?"

Chen Pingan stopped, helped his bamboo hat, and seemed to be discussing something with someone.

After a while, there was a sound of camel bells in the distance. On the ancient yellow sand road, the camel bells were lingering. Someone was wearing a fence and a blue robe, leading a white camel, and came slowly.

The sun hangs in the air, baking the earth, and the light is distorted. The drinkers at the tables in the shop all shifted their eyes, whispered, and took the camel's arm, revealing a white lotus-like wrist, and began to speculate about the woman. I don't know how old she is, whether she is a relative of the woman who sells wine, how old she is, whether she is married...

But it was soon covered by another strange scene. In the distant sky, there were cars passing by the hills, and they were coming towards the wine shop at a high speed. The NO.20 character, the pomp is like the eight government officials in those koan novels, holding the Shangfang sword, beating the gong to clear the way, and the subordinates are carrying the two cards for avoiding strangers, the biggest difference is that one is on the ground, One is in the sky.

Chen Ping nodded with Qingtong who was walking beside him, then raised his eyes, and saw a young man in the yellow mantle and green oil car, handsome and magnificent, with a face as white as jade, and a pair of pale golden eyes, just looking down at the wine shop, but Glancing at the two passers-by, he stopped paying attention and used the Qi Watching Technique. It was just a five-level warrior and a cave-level female cultivator. Such a pair of Taoist couples on the mountain were more than enough to be the guests of the mountain god Gong Xinzhou. It's just that I really can't get into my own Dharma eyes.

The mountain ghosts at a large table in the wine shop stopped shouting and hurriedly got up and put on their clothes. In a hurry, they all took a piece of clothes from the nearest place and put them on their bodies. It's just that time is running out, they can't change their clothes anymore, and they all suddenly have big heads, who doesn't know that the mansion is the most particular about those vain etiquette, just please don't make trouble because of this bullshit The thing is to wear small shoes.

The local mountain god master and the girl He Po have left the wine table and came outside the shop to meet the driver of the immediate boss.

As soon as the two parties came in and out, they happened to pass by the man in the green shirt and the "woman" wearing the fence.

Qing Tong walked to the wine table, did not take off the fence, but raised a corner, glanced at Yang Zhi, and said in a crisp voice: "Fellow Daoist Yang Zhi, just call me Qing Tong."

For Qingtong, Yang Zhi's tricks of concealment are useless, but in Tongyezhou, Qingtong can often see Yang Zhi's figure, and it is impossible to say that he is not envious. As the former owner of the Yiluo River, one of the great monsters of the Fourteen Thrones, he commands the two military tents in the wilderness, and his status is still higher than that of the concubine Fei.

"Sit anywhere."

Yang Zhi took the palm leaf fan from the book and pointed to the bench beside the table, said with a smile: "As a prisoner, there is nothing to be particular about how to treat guests."

After Chen Ping took his seat again, Yang Zhi asked, "Did someone forget to pay for the drink?"

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "It's not that he hasn't left yet, it just happens that the old and new accounts are settled together."

Yang Zhi acted as if he didn't understand the meaning behind the words, turned his head to look at Qing Tong, and gently shook his cattail fan, "Over the Sword Qi Great Wall, they say that if you do business with Lord Yinguan, you will definitely make a profit without losing money. Friendly eyes."

Qingtong sighed faintly, and said frankly and honestly: "It's just a last resort. First, I have a fist questioning with Mr. Yinguan, and then I have a sword-questioning session with Xiaomo. If you don't know what's going on again, Mr. Yinguan will kill half of the seats." The Sword Qi Great Wall has been moved to Tongyezhou, so what can I do."

Yang Zhi smiled and said, "Ask the sword? Xiao Mo?"

Qingtong thought of the guy who had recovered to his peak state in Zhenyao Tower, his face changed slightly, and he became more helpless, "You have already guessed your identity before, but now you follow Mr. Yinguan, and somehow you call yourself a dead man, and you are still a dead man." The name enshrined in Luopo Mountain is at the Confucian Temple, under the alias of Stranger, with the Taoist name 'Xizhu', and usually likes to call himself Xiaomo."

Yang Zhi stopped his cattail fan and asked curiously, "Compared to ten thousand years ago, how much better is this guy's swordsmanship?"

Qingtong smiled wryly: "At that time, I didn't know how his sword skills were."

Yang Zhi nodded. Back in the world, apart from the handful of sword cultivators on the top of the mountain, she was probably the most qualified to make irresponsible remarks among the people who knew Xiaomo's sword skills best.

What if Xiaomo, an ancient monster who had been sleeping for thousands of years, could wake up a few years earlier, and then take the throne of the Hall of Valor one by one?Can fight side by side with these fourteen old thrones?

Then in the previous fight, all the barbaric military tents only needed to be pushed all the way. I dare not say that the Shenzhou of Middle-earth, which has a deep foundation, will be won in the end, but first of all, Nanbasuozhou will not be unable to attack for a long time. Perhaps Chen Chun'an can also gain a good reputation?Secondly, Liuxia Continent to the north of Jinjia Continent will only be taken by the trend, and the grass on the walls of Ai Ai Continent will only fall with the wind, especially the Aquarius Continent. Nothing, when the war is over, it will only smash the mountains and rivers of a continent, resulting in no Aquarius continent in the world.Even if Su Ziliuqi returned to Haoran, it would be futile. Maybe apart from Bai Ye, all the talismans and talismans would fall on Fuyao Continent...

If you want to think about yourself, you won't be blocked in your retreat, imprisoned here, and can only sell wine and read books every day to pass the time.

Qingtong looked around and said, "It seems that the Confucian Temple has not set up landscape restrictions here?"

Yang Zhi hummed, "I had a gentleman's agreement with my little master. I can walk around a thousand miles around. As long as I don't kill indiscriminately, I don't have any taboos, and I don't need to do anything for the Confucian Temple. Prisoners like me may be rare.”

Qingtong praised sincerely: "Little master is still very generous."

When the two sides talked about Li Sheng, they still used to call them "Little Master".

Yang Zhi laughed, and said: "Our master Bai Ze, even though he is very good, but compared to my little master, I always feel that he is still a little bit less interesting.

Qing Tong tentatively said: "Is it because Master Bai Ze is not cruel enough?"

Yang Zhi thought for a while, "It's more difficult to say."

It sounds like the bitterness of two aunts in the market, complaining about the parents who are talking about trivial matters.

Chen Ping paid more attention, and he was still on the side of the car, and he only listened to the lively things in his ear. Anyway, he would not feel unfamiliar, but the content of the chat was a little bigger, otherwise he would listen to the neighbors in his hometown and Tiesuojing in his early years. The woman who arrived broke her mouth, nothing different.

Yang Zhi glanced at the young hermit with sleeves covered in both hands, and joked with Qing Tong: "Are you invincible with Jianxiu Mingli?"

Qingtong sighed, "Who says it's not, just endure it like this."

Yang Zhi smiled and said, "Better than the top, more than the bottom, better than me."

If you didn't call Chen Pingan to come to Qingtong and chat about these things, it would be better to say that a heart of Dao is stagnant, and once the chat is over, Yang Zhi will inevitably feel a little short of breath, and the more he thinks about it, the more aggrieved he becomes.

There used to be many spies and dead soldiers from the wild world in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so the Jiazi tent knew a lot of inside stories, and because of Ning Yao's relationship, for a young foreigner who was not a sword cultivator at first, I followed it up a little bit.Back then, even Lie Ji, a local swordsman in the Yupu Realm of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, secretly took refuge in Manhuang. To be honest, if Lie Ji was on the top of the city back then, he would have killed him with a single sword. Chen Pingan, who has not been a hidden official for a long time, probably will not have so many things behind him.

Maybe the general trend of the two worlds will undergo immeasurable changes.

It's a pity that Lie Ji's real-named flying sword "Sunhua" was first blocked by Mi Yu's sword, and then Chen Pingan, who was wearing two magic robes, imprisoned "Sunhua" for a while with a sword lock charm, and finally Lie Ji did not hesitate. Blowing up a natal flying sword still only seriously injured Chen Ping'an, there was nothing he could do, a lot of things were a little short, even a ten thousand short.

However, Mi Yu, who started to eat and wait to die after reaching the upper five realms, can indeed do it. ", delayed a little precious time for the new hermit official, and then drew his sword out of its sheath, and even directly slashed the halberd, which was still a friend, from the shoulder, causing the body of the halberd to be split into two on the spot.

Sword cultivators in Haoran Tianxia, ​​even if their realm is higher than Mi Yu's, will definitely be a little muddled, and they will not be able to do what Mi Yu did...it doesn't take a brain to kill with a sword.

Because of the accident at the top of the city, Yang Zhi was in the Jiazi tent at that time, watching the process together with Tuoyueshan Patriarch and Wenhai Zhoumi.

At that time, Zhou Mi also said with a smile, it's a pity that Mi Yu has been trapped in a cocoon for many years, otherwise, if this person succeeds in breaking through the realm and then enters the Ascension Realm by chance, I am afraid that there will be another Dong Sangen on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The Patriarch Tuoyueshan also specifically asked, can Mi Yu be recruited?The one who answered this question at the time was Sword Immortal Shouchen, who said that if there was no elder brother Mi Hu, there would be a chance for Mi Yu to switch to Manhuang.

Yang Zhi saw Chen Ping'an's playful smile, and immediately sensed something was wrong, she was startled suddenly, and said sternly, "Can you steal your heart?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Don't forget where you are at the moment, it is really your own territory? The heartstrings of a monk in the Ascension Realm trembled slightly, and the sound was as loud as thunder. Even if I covered my ears with my hands, I could still hear it Yes. What do you want me to do?"

Yang Zhi stared at Qing Tong fiercely, and Qing Tong said with an aggrieved face, "Sister Yang Zhi, we are familiar with each other, but don't forget that Yin Guan and I are on the same team."

Chen Pingan held back the awkwardness in his heart, fortunately this was not the first time, when he traveled with Lu Tai to Tongyezhou, he also had goosebumps, just get used to it.

Yang Zhi said in a bad mood: "The wine is sold loose and self-serve."

Chen Pingan got up and went to the wine vat covered with wooden boards, and lifted the wooden cover. A bamboo wine ladle was hung on the edge of the wine vat. He scooped two bowls of wine for himself and Qingtong. He sat back at the wine table and asked with a smile. He said: "What's the background? Why is it the ostentation of the Wuyue Mountain Lord, but only the sign of the Mountain God's Mansion is hung."

Yangzhi said: "My name is Meihe. He used to be a mountain king in a small country. The world changed and he changed his country's surname. He made a wrong bet during the period, and he was taken revenge by the new emperor. He found a way to revoke the title of tiger and be reduced to a mountain god." Anyway, no one cares about this red tape here. Meihe is now in charge of this area of ​​thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. I am detained here, and I don’t know the real origin of this place. I only regard this volcanic group as a tasteless place with weak aura, and I am regarded as a monk in the Longmen Realm who is playing in the world. It may be because of the practice of fire. That's why I took root here and produced a golden pill, probably because I want to collect some road money and settling expenses from me. In these years, I have hinted at me twice. Give me an ultimatum."

Yang Zhi didn't bother to look at Mei He, "According to what the guests said in private, this guy seems to have been an official before his death, and he was not a small official. He is a bachelor, minister, and president. With those posthumous titles, I got a lot of them on my body, and I still can’t figure out the doorway inside, and it’s a lot of effort to talk to him in a polite way.”

Chen Pingan took a sip of his drink, nodded and said, "Students with half a bucket of water are not willing to talk properly."

Yang Zhi has a weird look, does he like to scold himself so much?

The parade car driving through the clouds and fog before, deliberately slowed down after approaching the mountain temple and the river Po Temple near the wine shop, as if it was intentional to let the group of idle drunkards get ready to pick up the driver early.

The old mountain god is called Gong Xinzhou. According to the golden and jade genealogy promulgated by the Confucian Temple, the official rank is now from the seventh rank.

And the girl-like Hepo, named Ganzhou, she is in charge of the river near the wine shop, named Chaoqiu, just like Hebo and Tudigong, they are all low-ranking subordinates on the mountain-water genealogy, not even as good as the county. City God.

The girl muttered: "Again, I'm showing off again, I'm annoying you to death."

The old mountain god quickly reminded: "The first rank of the official ranks crushes people to death. Do the math yourself, how many ranks are you higher than the two of us? I will see Mr. Meishan later, so don't pull a hand like last time. Zhang stinky face, the person in charge of Meishan Jun's mansion, who came to drink with me last time, and I have a bit of a relationship with me, secretly told me that the inspector of Qingyun Mansion has already had an opinion on you, next year's landscape evaluation, You're probably going to be at the bottom again."

The girl said unhappily: "What's wrong with the bottom line, I didn't think about getting promoted and getting rich, I'm just a low-level river woman, I don't have to be demoted, I don't have a bit of hard work, and the official pockets are so dry that I can't make up a penny Xiaoshuqian, my chaoqiu, no one knows what the situation is, the county town god will laugh his teeth out, even if the surname Mei dismisses me on the spot, old Gong, ask those delicate goddesses in Qingyun mansion, Are they willing to come and suffer? As long as anyone is willing to nod this way, I really won’t serve my aunt, and whoever loves to be a river wife should go, and at worst, I will mess with your old man in the future.”

The old mountain god almost rolled his eyes when he heard that, messing with my old gong?You are poor, I have worked hard to manage the family and saved some money, so I can afford to serve you, my little aunt, a big bowl of wine and big pieces of meat. What if one day you want to get married, you have to pay the dowry yourself?Gong Xinzhou had no choice but to continue persuading, "Trust me, it's always right to give a smile to everyone. No matter how young Chao Qiu is, he bows his head to himself, and he won't be offended when he closes the door."

The group of spirits who finally took the opportunity to change their clothes, cowered and hid behind the mountain god and the river woman, shaking their clothes vigorously, so as to reduce the heavy alcohol smell on their bodies.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if the plum crane is no longer a tiger, he is still a mountain god who founded his mansion. The mountain god temple built on the Paoma Liang is magnificent.

Every time a tiger goes on a parade, the ground shakes and the mountains shake. Look at Lao Gong who is standing in front of him and rubbing his hands. He is also a mountain god. That dilapidated house is really not worthy of carrying shoes and toilets for Mr. Mei. .

What's more, there are rumors that there are noses and eyes, and it is said that in Master Mei's Qingyun Mansion, every 60 years at the birthday banquet of the mansion, you can see a few sword lights that scare the ghost to death every time.

Yang Zhi glanced at the youthful Mei He, and asked, "This guy has a jade plaque hanging around his waist, with the words 'cool breeze at the end of the day' on it, what does it mean, is it particular?"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "It's nothing serious, it's just a self-pitying complaint, which roughly means that I was exiled in the end of the world, far away from the temple, in the rivers and lakes, the sky is far away from the emperor, and it is difficult to display my ambitions. Probably can Is it a pretentious wealthy idler?"

Yang Zhi clicked his tongue and said in amazement: "You scholars, when you evaluate others, you hit the nail on the head."

Chen Pingan asked: "He never suspected that you might be a worldly expert with a hidden realm?"

Yang Zhi asked back: "If it were you, in your hometown, you would think you are an earth fairy if you meet anyone who sells wine at a roadside stall?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Of course it will. For sure."

In my hometown, what are earth immortals?

Even if Yang Zhi's so-called Earth Immortal is an Earth Immortal from ancient times, it is nothing in the Lizhu Cave.

It can even be said that the higher the realm, no matter what origin or background, the more cautious one needs to act.

Yang Zhi choked for a moment.

Only then did I remember that the young hermit in front of me, his hometown seemed to be the Lizhu Cave.

I am really used to seeing this person as a native sword cultivator of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

As for the Lizhu Cave, since Zhou Mi would regard it as a place to ascend to the sky, it is not lacking in mysteries and eccentricities.

The team of luxurious cars slowly stopped on the ground, Gong Xinzhou tugged at the sleeves of the girl beside him, stepped forward quickly, bowed and said: "Gong Xinzhou, the little god of Xiangtreya Mountain, and Chaoqiu River Po Ganzhou, pay respects to Lord Meifu."

The ghosts behind them followed suit, bending over and bowing to the Lord Meifu, making a fuss for a while.

"You are all waiting outside."

Mei He gave a decree to the officials of the Mountain God's Mansion, stepped out, got off the green oil truck, landed on the ground, waved his sleeves, "Excuse me."

Seeing the woman selling wine with three people at a table and two unfamiliar faces, they were still drinking wine by themselves and didn't stand up to greet her. Although the Lord Fujun was unhappy, he didn't show it on his face. These mud-legged people from Shanzawan Yexiu may have never read a few books in their entire lives, and it is only natural that they do not understand etiquette, so why should they get angry.

Mei He stepped into the restaurant, covered his nose with his hand, and frowned slightly. The old mountain god wiped the table with his sleeve, and just as Ganzhou was about to take his seat first, Gong Xinzhou stretched out his foot and stepped on the girl's instep. Had to continue standing.

Mei He didn't look directly at the spirits under his command, and said calmly: "Go to another place to drink."

The three wine tables in the restaurant were finally filled with customers for the first time, but as a result, the gang of drunkards hurriedly fled the restaurant as if they were granted amnesty.

Mei He talked with Gong Xinzhou and Ganzhou about some officialdom, then turned to look at the woman selling wine, and asked with a smile: "Daoist Jing Xing, I never thought of finding a dojo with a slightly better aura here. Open up a mansion?"

Famous mountains and great rivers in the world, a place full of aura, is half occupied by Zongmen Xianfu, [-]% by temples and Taoist temples, and [-]% by mountains and rivers. It is not easy for casual cultivators who are not in the climate to find a good place that can be called a dojo.

From Mei He's point of view, this woman of unknown origin is a wild cultivator who hopes to form alchemy here. If she has this intention, then Mei He has brought a map of map with her during this trip, and also helped Zhu criticize the circle. There are several options for her to choose from.I have already given her a lot of face. A Qi trainer in the Longmen realm who has not yet formed an alchemy, but he is a majestic mansion, equivalent to a Jindan earth immortal, sitting in the mountains and rivers, so as long as the other party is not a sword cultivator, even a dragon. Dish!

Seeing that the woman smiled but said nothing, Mei He took out a porcelain vase, unscrewed the lid, smelled the fragrance of flowers, sniffed it, and asked with a smile, "Who are these two?"

Only then did Yang Zhi speak: "It's my two friends on the mountain. One's surname is Chen, and the other's Taoist name is Qingtong. Neither of them are from the local area."

Chen Ping shook his head with a smile and said, "It's not a friend, it's debt collection."

Yang Zhi's expression was normal, but he regretted that this guy killed Li Zhen, stood alone in the battlefield, holding a sword pointing at their old thrones, and he didn't just stretch out a finger to crush him to death.

At this moment, Yang Zhi had intentionally concealed his state of mind, so Chen Pingan would no longer be able to hear the so-called "heartstrings vibrating like thunder".

"This Jing Xing, don't look at her plain clothes, she actually has a lot of money, if Mr. Mei Shan is willing."

Chen Pingan raised one palm and shook it around his neck, "After the matter is completed, we can split the bill fifty-fifty."

The girl He Po opened her mouth wide.

Why is this foreigner so fierce?

How can this kind of murder and extortion be said so aboveboard?

The old mountain god is even more like a clay sculpture and wood carving, complaining endlessly in his heart, I won't be killed and silenced, right?

Mei He glanced at the incoherent green-clothed man, and smiled, because of the name "Meishan Jun", he didn't know as well as you.

Mei He didn't bother to continue going around in circles with the woman, and went straight to the point, not giving her the chance to pretend to be stupid, "Daoist Jing Xing, if I remember correctly, the matter of forming an alchemy will consume a lot of luck in the mountains and rivers .”

Yang Zhi said, "Concrete pills? Are there earth immortals with two golden pills in the world?"

Never thought that Chen Pingan would immediately follow up with a very suspicious remark, "It really is."

Yang Zhi didn't mind Chen Pingan's words, but asked curiously, "Who is?"

This is even rarer than a sword cultivator having three or four natal flying swords at the same time.

On the other side of the Confucian Temple, the natal characters of Confucian sages.Some celestial Taoist priests in Bai Yujing are protected by the gods.There is also an invincible body of a Buddhist arhat...

But Yang Zhi had never heard of a Qi trainer who could possess two golden elixirs.

Qingtong was hesitant to say anything, but he couldn't reveal the secret, so he blurted out, "Indeed there are."

Mei He's face was displeased, this auntie is so ungrateful, so don't blame him for teaching her how to be a guest after returning to Shanshen Mansion.

Just leaving like this would inevitably lose face, so Mei He and Gong Xinzhou asked, "I saw you were in the wine shop, flipping through a book."

This lord of the palace is obviously used to half-speaking, and the second half is left to guesswork.

Gong Xinzhou quickly took out a brand-new printed booklet that still smelled of ink from his sleeve, handed it to Mei He with both hands, and said with a flattering smile, "It's a new edition of printed booklet, the little god just flipped through it casually."

The reason why the name of the printed score was not reported directly was mainly because he couldn't bear the pronunciation of a certain word. The old mountain god who was born in the army, after all, was timid and afraid of making a fool of himself.

Mei He took it in his hand, glanced at the preface first, and then casually flipped through a few pages, "This seal book of sword immortals, together with the seal book of hundred sword immortals before, is just a piece of stuff that came together. In the eyes of real scholars, it is laughable and generous. The two seals and those seals can only be sold on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Sales are worrying."

The girl Hepo glanced at the old mountain god, the pronunciation of the word "皕" seems to be different from what you said.

As for the content of the imprint itself, Ganzhou is not interested. The work of a scholar does not tire the eyes and the heart.

The old mountain god explained to her in his heart: "It's actually a polyphonic character, and I don't think I mispronounced it."

Mei He turned over a few more pages of the seal, "On this seal, the word 'mountain and river' can be carved so fragmentarily, and on this side, the word 'hero' is so delicate and charming. It's obvious. This lord Yinguan has spent all his time practicing martial arts and swordsmanship, and he didn't expend much energy on calligraphy, but it is understandable, after all, he is a swordsman."

In the preface of this printed book, there is a highly appraised praise, "two books of Guanghai vines in a hundred books, put them away like lonely monks."

Mei He shook his head, threw the seal book on the table, and lowered his head to smell the fragrance of flowers in the bottle.

"He's just a layman in Jinshiyiyi."

"Hehe, at such a young age, the name is exaggerated."

Yang Zhi glanced at the Mr. Meifu who had a big tone, and then at Chen Pingan who was smiling beside him. He thought it was very interesting. He couldn't even guess it if he was killed. The master is sitting here.

It's like a talisman painter, in front of Yu Xuan's talisman, picking the flaws in Yu Xuan's talisman attainments, it's wrong here, and it won't work there.

A qi trainer who practices fire art said that your real fire dragon's thunder art is not bad, but it's a pity that the fire art is not good enough after all?

"The more than twenty seals on this powder roll are really not of a high standard. From this, it can be seen that even if this young hermit official has dimples in his chest, it is only very deep."

"What kind of black hair is like clouds, white teeth and bright eyes, what kind of green temples and waist, etc., are really vulgar and unsightly. Fortunately, this lord hidden official was able to write this pen knife back then. It is not pleasant to say Yes, Mr. Yinguan's academic ability is very average."

Yang Zhi obviously took pleasure in others' misfortune, he never thought Mr. Meifu was so pleasing to the eye and his speech was so pleasant.

Holding the wine bowl, Chen Pingan glanced at the pages of the imprint book, and said, "There should be no seals that specifically describe the appearance of women in the imprint of Jianxian Immortal." Gong Xinzhou immediately became unhappy, "You know all this?"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "The first edition of the least printed score definitely does not have these contents. If I remember correctly, it seems that there are no fancy layouts such as 'makeup scroll' and 'drinking scroll'."

Gong Xinzhou sneered, "How rare is this first engraving of the printed score, have you seen it with your own eyes? Young people are bragging, so they have to make a draft anyway."

When the old mountain god spoke unceremoniously, he secretly winked at the green-clothed man, and said, "Don't engage in such emotional disputes when you are away from home."

You, a foreigner, why are you so ignorant, you don't know how to observe words and expressions, why didn't you see that Mei Shanjun's face has changed?

Yang Zhi shook his cattail fan and said with a smile: "Mr. Meifu, about spending money to buy that dojo, I will come to Qingyun Mansion to discuss with you in person later, forget it for today, there are guests here."

She was worried that Mei He would be hacked to death if he disagreed with each other.

Although Mei He wondered why the other party would change his mind, he didn't think much about it, got up and left, boarded the green oil car, and rode back home like a cloud.

Gong Xinzhou took the girl He Po to see him off, and returned to the wine shop when there was no trace of the car, and continued to drink. The wine bowls on the table were empty, so he walked towards the wine tank with a white bowl in one hand, and the man in the blue shirt was already standing there. , when the old mountain god went to scoop up the wine, this foreigner who didn't understand the world at all seemed to be enlightened at the moment. Going there, I insist on arguing with Mr. Meifu on the trivial right and wrong on the stage.

Chen Pingan sat back in his original seat and let out a hey, "My seals are all over the world, and most of them are forgers."

Yang Zhi asked casually: "Do you hate that row of halberds?"

It may be because of Lieji's sword that Chen Ping'an's secret later left the summer palace and went to the prison, where he met the tailor, was able to bear the real name of the monster clan, and was able to join half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi... …

An inevitable thing, I really don't know how many chances are connected together.

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "Hate what he did, there are reasons and unreasonable things."

Back then, the native sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, such as Xiao Yun, Luo Shan, and Zhu'an Sword Immortal, defectors, such as Lie Ji who died on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, or Zhang Lu who chose to stand by from the beginning to the end of.

It may not be because of the temptation of some benefits from the wild world, maybe they just don't like the Haoran world, and they don't want the Haoran world, which has been peaceful for thousands of years, to continue to be peaceful for 1 years.

Those sword cultivators respected Chen Qingdu who had been stationed in the city for 1 years, but deep down in their hearts, they absolutely did not approve of the choice of the boss sword fairy, and would feel too useless and aggrieved.

And that row of halberds was actually one of the first upper five realm sword cultivators who went to a small wine shop to spend money on wine.

At the top of the city, Chen Pingan took a pot of Zhuhaidongtian wine brewed by himself from Lie Ji.

Never thought of taking over the jug, it was a life-threatening sword-leading.

Chen Ping raised the wine bowl, raised it slightly in one direction, and drank it down in one gulp.

Not delaying the division of life and death between the two sides on certain battlefields, but not hindering the ranks of halberds, is still pure swordsmanship in Chen Pingan's mind.

Yang Zhi thought of something, "Mi Yu used his sword on the battlefield of Old Dragon City. I heard that he left the Great Wall of Sword Qi and took refuge in your down-and-out mountain?"

Chen Pingan nodded.

Yang Zhi asked: "Has he not broken through yet?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Hurry up."

Yang Zhi didn't take it seriously, "What's the meaning of breaking through the realm and becoming a great swordsman in the world? If you want me to say, a person like Mi Yu with a sword heart should have followed Xiao Yin back then. If you stay here in the barbaric world, especially if you have an extra genealogical status, you will only be tied up, just like a servant in the yamen, why bother when you go far away."

"You don't have to judge others by yourself."

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "Since you are not a sword cultivator, you should teach him less."

Reluctant to talk about this matter, Chen Pingan glanced at the girl He Po, and asked: "I sell wine here every day, and I'm free when I'm idle. You never thought of taking Ganzhou as an unnamed disciple and teaching it to her." One or two water methods?"

This Chaoqiuhe woman seems to have a natal object named Snake Pan Mirror, and the name of the mirror comes from a very powerful and anonymous ancient saying.

"When I look at Yinghai, it is huge, with Jiuzhou in the middle, like a mirror in a snake."

It is rumored that the origin of Qi practitioners observing the sea environment also comes from this.

Although the girl's mirror is not of high rank, it is just a spiritual weapon, but if you really compare it with Yangzhi according to the rules on the mountain, it is more or less a kind of fate.

Yang Zhi glanced at the girl He Po who really didn't hate her, and said with a smile, "I didn't think about this before, since you said that today, let's see how I feel later."

Chen Pingan asked, "Are you two finished chatting?"

Qing Tong nodded and said: "If I have the opportunity to come to the Shenzhou of Zhongtu in the future, I will find fellow Taoist Yang Zhi."

Yang Zhi smiled and said, "Qingtong, do you have some miscellaneous books with you? Give me a few."

Except for those priceless secret books and formulas, and some rare ancient books in the old collection of Yiluohe, she only has a few miscellaneous books on her body, and she has read them over and over again over the years. Asking for it, Yang Zhi really couldn't open her mouth, not to mention that even if she had such a face, the Confucian Temple gave a bunch of sage books, wouldn't it be boring.

Qingtong nodded and smiled: "It's a small matter, what kind of books do you like to read? Is it the classics of the three religions, the history of barnyard officials, or novels of strange things, wits and beautiful women, and martial arts romances?"

Yang Zhi was not as polite as Qing Tong, and said: "For each category, I would like to have a few books."

Qingtong turned to look at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping guessed his mind, and said with a smile: "If you two can do some shady deeds under Li Sheng's nose, it's considered a skill, so why don't I stop you."

So Qingtong felt relieved, quietly cast a spell, and gave Yangzhi hundreds of books.

Yang Zhi said thanks.

Then Yang Zhi hesitated for a moment, stared at Chen Ping'an in a daze, and said, "Did you really have no idea about the deal I proposed earlier?"

Chen Ping said with a smile: "It's not impossible to talk about it at all, but you have to pay two deposits in advance. If you agree, I will travel to Middle-earth Shenzhou in the future, and I will come here to drink again. I will definitely give you a definite answer when the time comes. "

Yang Zhi said, "Deposit? Tell me about it."

Chen Pingan said: "Your magic robe, using a spell, is a cheap fake for me. You can strip out [-]% to [-]% of the most critical Taoist veins in advance."

Yang Zhi asked again: "Talk about the second thing."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "Return the water from Nantang Lake."

Yang Zhi asked doubtfully, "The second deposit is just this?"

Chen Pingan said: "Your Majesty Meifu should really listen to such words. What does it mean to have a wealthy family? That's it."

Yang Zhi said: "The black dragon robe on my body is called 'Zou Shui', also known as 'Huo Lian'."

"There are two unusual magics in the magic robe. It can make the descendants of Narcissus with seven or eight heads of dragons walk through the water. After all, those waterways are all under my control. The green loach that was captured in the prison of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, from the Nascent Soul Realm to the Jade Pudding, took this shortcut, and moreover, the original meaning of 'walking through the water', you scholars know best."

"I can agree to two things."

Seeing that Chen Pingan clearly offered a condition, and he readily agreed to it, this guy started to hesitate again, and he couldn't stop laughing, he is indeed a person who walked out of the summer palace.

Yang Zhi asked: "I'm curious, after the fight with Li Zhen back then, where did you have the courage to provoke us on the battlefield?"

If it is said that he is a stunned young man who is not afraid of anything, it is really possible that he is not afraid at all, but the problem is that, in terms of the depth of the city, this guy in front of him is really not bad.

Chen Pingan said: "It can be regarded as a kind of questioning."

Qingtong explained: "That is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I can use the stones from other mountains to attack jade, which can be used to sharpen the warrior's indomitable state of mind."

Although Yang Zhi is not a pure martial artist, he is just practicing in the world, and the reasoning is the same. Qingtong understands it when he says this.

Chen Pingan stood up, put on the hat again, and said with a smile, "Next time we will pay the bill together."

"Better not to come."

Yang Zhi waved his cattail fan, raised his chin, and motioned for the white bowl on the table in front of Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan lowered his head and glanced, there was an extra layer of "wine water" in the white bowl, and there seemed to be a black leaf floating on the "water surface" in the wine bowl.

Putting the wine bowl into his sleeve, Chen Pingan clasped hands with the old mountain god and He Po, and then walked out of the wine shop with Qing Tong, drifting away.

Gong Xinzhou and the two waved goodbye, and continued to look at the printed score that was belittled by Mr. Mei Fu, and it was not that bad, but suddenly his shoulders tilted, and the printed score in his hand fell on the table. When he picked it up again, it turned out to be I can't mention a printed book that is so light and not so heavy, it seems to be so heavy, the old mountain god let out a low cry, using his supernatural powers, finally picked up the printed book, turned to look at the aunt, and asked tentatively: " Is it your fault?"

Yang Zhi took the cattail fan and pointed at the direction where the two left before, and said lazily: "It's that foreigner surnamed Chen, it can be regarded as a gift from him to worship the mountain with you, keep it well, be careful not to leak the wind, and be robbed by Mr. Meifu go."

The old mountain god moved his mind slightly, and quickly turned the pages of the book. On the last page of the printed score, there was a brand-new printed slough out of thin air that must not have been there before.

"The mountain is not high, but if there is a god, it will be bright."

The girl Hepo stretched her neck to have a look, but didn't take it seriously, but found that the proprietress suddenly stood up, as if a real distinguished guest had come to the door, following the sight of the wine seller, she was a bookish woman. The middle-aged Confucian scholar looks familiar. The Confucian scholar is accompanied by a poor old scholar, and it is very strange. The two scholars walked this way together, and Zhao Qiuhe was dazzled again. The poor old man Then, like shrinking mountains and rivers, he came to the wine table, patted the old mountain god on the shoulder, and laughed loudly: "This old mountain god brother, is the printed text on the book handsome?!"

Yang Zhi was very curious, and asked in his heart: "Why is Li Sheng here?"

Li Sheng said with a smile: "I can't handle someone's abnormal behavior. For the first time in history, I didn't play around at all. I just drank alone, so that Xi Ping was afraid of him, so I had to inform me, so that someone could feel at ease."

Every generation has a generation that is hard to come by.

Bai Ye, the most proud person in the world, the one who has mastered the collection of talismans, is Yu Xuan.Su Zi is heroic, Liu Qi is romantic.

The Celestial Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain of the previous generation, Wei She of Aiaizhou, the real fire dragon of Lidifeng, Pei Min of swordsmanship, the man of dragon slaying, Zhou Shenzhi of Zhongtu, Huaiyin...

Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City, Guo Outing in Tieshu Mountain.Pei Cup, Cao Ci...

But even Haoran, who is as proud as Baiye, as unruly as a dragon slayer, as unpredictable as Zheng Juzhong, probably on the side of the middle-aged Confucian-looking little master, will be sincerely obedient to the junior ceremony.

Po Chao Qiuhe asked cautiously, "Master Li Sheng?"

Li Sheng smiled and nodded.

The old scholar straightened his clothes, coughed, and then coughed a few more times, the girl was puzzled, why, who are you, even if you are an official from the Confucian Temple, I don't know you, why do you want me to flatter you?

The old scholar had no choice but to register himself, "I am the gentleman of the swordsman in green shirt just now."