Sword of Coming

Chen Ping'an swayed slightly backward, but he didn't care about the sword for the time being.

Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and grabbed the Yuqing Light Talisman in his hand. Most of the immortal talismans had this problem. It was difficult to open the door and close the door. Once the talisman was opened, they could only watch and let the talisman light disperse between the world. The monk can only slow down the fragmentation of the talisman and the loss of spiritual energy, but cannot completely stop the burning of a high-quality talisman. However, this talisman, after closing the door, even if it has become a house leaking from all sides, as long as it is not used again, it should not be difficult to survive for ten years.

The Lord of Cangjun Lake had his own way to make him come ashore obediently and do business with him, but it just took a little time. But the greater possibility is that he took the initiative to dock. Bad people who live long and climb high are often not stupid. This is a very helpless thing.

As for Feijian Fifteen, he was just following the owner of Shaoxi Canal, not seeking to kill the enemy.

Knowing the general location of the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake will increase the cost of doing business.

Chen Ping'an turned to look into the sky and asked with a smile: "What are you doing here, grandma? Are you afraid that I can't swim and can't return to the ferry?"

Ancestor Fan Weiran was filled with anger. The Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, actually ran away on his own and used himself to top the vat! If he hadn't sensed that he was about to arrive, this unfathomable young man would never have stopped temporarily and given up chasing Yin Hou.

Well, I dared to threaten not to deal with the monks of Baodong Fairyland before. In the next hundred years, I will see whether it is the depth of your Cangjun Lake or the magic skills of our children of Baodong Fairyland. It just so happens that my junior sister is destined to be hopeless, so I asked her to bring people here to confront you Cangjun Lake monsters for a hundred years!

Looking at the young man who was making polite greetings, he put one hand in his sleeve and twisted the terrifying talisman between his two fingers, just enough to reveal a little golden light.

Fan Weiran hovered in the wind at the junction of the island and Cangjun Lake, glanced at the vermilion wine bottle hanging on the man's waist, and said with a smile: "He is really a swordsman, and he is so young, it is really surprising. "

Chen Ping'an took off the sword-raising gourd, drank some water, wiped his mouth, and said with a smile: "My brother Du Yu, along the way, he talked about a lot of dirty things about Cangjun Lake. When it comes to your Baodong Wonderland, it's really... I sincerely respect and admire you, so I won’t argue with you about tonight’s matter. Otherwise, it would cost money to watch such a good show."

Fan Weiran sneered in his heart.

Suddenly, he found that the man was staring at him, and he said slowly: "So please get out."

Fan Weiran's face was gloomy, his sleeves were bulging, and he was making a hunting sound.

Fan Weiran suddenly smiled and said, "The days are long, and I wish this little foreign swordsman a safe trip. If you are willing, you can visit our Baodong Wonderland as a guest."

Then the man asked a strange question: "Is your ancestral hall very solid?"

Fan Weiran somehow understood that this was not a good thing to say, but once she had made up her mind, she no longer had any hesitation and said with a smile: "In the future, the little sword fairy will know it as soon as he sees it."

The old woman rode the wind back to the ferry.

Chen Ping'an raised his head and glanced at the dark sea of ​​clouds that had not yet dispersed.

Except for the physical collision of the Lord of the Lake Yinhou, which was just fine, the collision of the other three water dragons really did not benefit the body at all.

Chen Ping'an left his sword gourd and stood for a moment. Then he tiptoed and jumped out of the island boundary. He stepped on the water of Cangjun Lake. His body turned into a wisp of green smoke and touched the water again and again, heading for the ferry.

When Chen Ping'an jumped onto the ferry, the old woman and the monks from Baodong Wonderland had already left.

Du Yu still wore the nectar armor of the god, held the knife in one hand, and stood there holding the bamboo box, bamboo hat and hiking staff as the doorkeeper.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You are so loyal?"

Du Yu wiped his face fiercely. The whole face was a little stiff due to the wind and rain. After wiping it, he winked, rubbed his hands together, and smiled brightly.

It wasn't that he didn't want to say a few flattering words, but Du Yu racked his brains and couldn't come up with a beautiful word to suit the occasion. He felt that the good words in his manuscript were not worthy of the peerless grace of the senior in front of him.

Chen Pingan gently smoothed the rolled-up sleeve, put on the hat again, carried the bookcase on his back, and pulled out his hiking stick.

Just as Du Yu was about to move, his legs actually went numb.

As the little door god of Ghost Ax Palace, I should be considered conscientious in my work. There is hard work without credit, right?

Senior, you are an old god on the mountain with piercing eyes, so you must be a little concerned about me.

Chen Ping'an was walking in front, and Du Yu quickly put away the nectar armor, turned it into a military armor pill and put it in his sleeve. With his footsteps like the wind, he followed up with his senior and asked softly: "Senior, since we successfully fought back Cang The water gods of Jun Lake have driven away the monks from Baodong Wonderland again, what’s next? Should we go to the temples of the two river gods to destroy things, or should we go to Suijia City to grab rare treasures?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "We?"

As for whether the term "repulse" was accurate or not, Chen Pingan was too lazy to explain.

Du Yu laughed, not embarrassed at all.

It's just that the heat is measured, and then Du Yu stopped nagging.

After walking for a while, Du Yu couldn't help but ask: "Senior, are we going to the water temple of the owner of Zaoxi Canal?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I'm going to rest there for a few days and wait for Mr. Hu to come ashore to discuss business with me."

Du Yu said oh, not daring to ask any more questions.

Returning to the Water God Temple along the original route, all the maids, maids, and servants in the house, whether they were ghosts or living people, had all fallen to pieces and scattered.

Chen Ping'an came to the door of the inner house where the plaque "Green water flows forever" was hung, and put it among the things within easy reach. Although the owner of the Zaoxi canal had died, this unusual plaque still contained some water-related aura, which was very important. Possibly the most valuable item in this temple.

Chen Ping'an took off his bamboo box and bamboo hat, sat on the lowest step, and asked Du Yu to light a bonfire in the courtyard.

Chen Pingan began to practice sword furnace stake setting.

After the war, it is essential to recuperate and recuperate, otherwise the sequelae will be a long-term hidden danger.

Furthermore, Chen Ping'an also wanted to look inwards to see if the two water-traveling golden pythons and green snakes that had not been fully refined could really benefit the water house.

Du Yu sat cross-legged next to the campfire and carefully glanced at the senior's sitting posture. He had no idea. Practicing the magical powers of the immortal family is not just about having a show.

Besides, it is estimated that given the status of this senior, he must be an extremely skilled technique. Even if he taught the whole set of formulas one by one, he would still be unable to learn it.

A flash of firefly pierced the night sky and penetrated into the wine bottle on the senior's waist.

Du Yu silently told himself that there are many strange things, but it is not surprising.

About an hour later, Du Yu added dead branches several times.

Then Du Yu discovered that when the senior opened his eyes, he seemed to be in a good mood and had a smile on his face.

Chen Ping'an looked up.

The thick sea of ​​clouds that almost enveloped the entire Cangjun Lake area has dispersed.

The full moon is in the sky.

Chen Pingan asked: "Du Yu, do you think that no one can change the customs and customs here at Cangjun Lake that have been accumulated for thousands of years?"

Du Yu said carelessly: "Unless everything is changed from top to bottom, from the Lake Lord to the Water God of the Three Rivers and Two Canals, especially the Lake Lord of Cangjun Lake must be replaced first to have a chance. I just want to To achieve such a feat, unless a mountain monk like the senior takes action personally, and then spends at least tens of years here, staring at it. Otherwise, according to me, it is better not to change it. In fact, Cang Yun The Lord of Huhu, Yinhou, is still an overlord who doesn’t fish in the lake. Those floods and droughts he deliberately caused were just to add a few well-qualified maids to the Dragon Palace. Hundreds of people died every time. There are some unclear landscape gods who can't even freely adjust their natal magical powers. Thousands of people died in a sudden crash. If they were more grumpy, they would often get into fights with mountains and rivers, or have enemies with their colleagues. Within the territory, that is the real situation where the people are in dire straits and starve to death for thousands of miles. I have been traveling in the rivers and lakes for so many years, and I have seen many gods of mountains and rivers, city gods from various places, and land grabbers. The common people don't care at all. The immortal master of genealogy on the mountain , martial arts masters who have established a sect, relatives of local officials in the capital, and students who have some hope in reading, these are the key targets for them to win over."

Chen Pingan glanced at Du Yu.

Du Yu said with an innocent face: "Senior, I am telling the truth, and I am not doing those bad things. To put it bluntly, the scandalous things I, Du Yu, have done in the world are not as good as Cangyun Lake. Jun, a little bit of bad water picked out from the fingernails of the master of Zaoxi River. I know that you, senior, don’t like the ruthless behavior of the immortal family like us, but I, Du Yu, dare not say anything but heartfelt words in front of seniors. Just a word and a half of deception.”

Chen Pingan smiled.

Du Yu didn't climb up the pole. He didn't feel that he had really fallen into the eyes of the old mountain god, and then he could pretend to be a tiger or a tiger to gain power.

It's just that you can't kill yourself with one sleeve if you are holding on to death.

Du Yu still has some good eyesight.

Perhaps this is the real mountain man, the real ruthless Dao.

Du Yu actually looked up at the moon earlier and felt a little sad. For some reason, after traveling so many times and for so many years, he missed his parents for the first time in his life.

However, as soon as the senior opened his eyes, he had to brace himself and be careful to deal with the seemingly casual question from the senior.

Just think of it as a kind of mental tempering. My parents always said that cultivating the mind of a monk is not that important. Whether it is the ancestral precepts of the master or the preacher's words to the disciples, it is just a scene, fairy money, treasures, and that These three are the most important among the fundamental Immortal magic techniques of the Great Dao, but a little bit is still needed for cultivating the mind.

Du Yu took courage and asked, "Senior, what was the result of the battle on Cangjun Lake?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Like you said, I just fought back. Being friendly makes you rich."

Du Yu always felt that this was not the case.

But I no longer have the courage to get to the bottom of it.

I have almost used up all my courage and courage in the rest of my life tonight.

Do I, Du Yu, need to be more heroic to be considered a hero?

Then Chen Ping'an began to concentrate on practicing sword furnace stake setting.

Du Yu began to use the unique secret method of Ghost Ax Palace to slowly fall into concentration and breathe in and out.

At dawn.

Chen Ping'an stood up and began to practice six-step walking. He said to Du Yu who hurriedly stood up and said, "Look around the Canal Master Water Temple to see if there is anything valuable."

Du Yu nodded and was about to try his luck to see if he could find a magic weapon or a few summer coins for his senior.

But the senior suddenly said, "What I call valuable is a piece of snow money."

Du Yu was stunned for a moment, mistakenly thinking that he heard wrongly, and asked cautiously: "Senior, are you talking about that little summer coin?"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "With your ears and ears, it's really hard for you to be able to travel all over the world and get to where you are today."

Du Yu suddenly woke up and began to search for land. With his senior by his side, he could dig three feet into the ground, let alone an ownerless Hepo Temple, even the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes and just walked.

It wasn't until around noon that Du Yu returned with two large packages, fully loaded with goods.

Chen Pingan said: "The valuable bag belongs to me, and the other one belongs to you."

Du Yu looked sad, "Senior, what did I do wrong?"

Chen Ping'an still kept walking and said slowly: "There are rules for practicing practice, there are rules for traveling in the world, and there are rules for doing business. Do you understand?"

Du Yu actually didn't understand, but he pretended to understand. No matter what, he just accepted one of the bags with fear.

But Du Yu thought about it, opened the two bags, and put several valuable items in his own bag into the senior's bag.

Chen Ping'an didn't stop him either.

Chen Ping'an stopped his fist, climbed up to the roof of the tallest building, and looked towards the city.

Then Chen Pingan practiced walking on the rooftops.

Du Yu was puzzled. Why did it look like a martial artist's fist fight instead of some immortal magic?

Du Yu was immediately impressed.

This senior's behavior is indeed different and he has returned to his original nature.

At dusk that day, Du Yu lit another bonfire, and Chen Ping'an said: "Okay, go to your own country and stay in the temple for one night and one day. All the bystanders will already know what happened."

Du Yu was a little embarrassed.

As expected, my little thoughts cannot escape the eyes of my seniors.

If the two sides separated immediately at the ferry, Du Yu would be afraid that he would not be able to reach Suijia City alive.

Du Yu thought about it and thought it was time to put it away, so he picked up the sack and headed to Suijia City.

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "Stay a little longer."

Du Yu obeyed his orders, put down the sack, sat cross-legged on the ground, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, in fact, I can also use the secret talisman of the ancestral hall of the sect, which is not much inferior to the snow mud talisman and the camel tablet talisman."

Chen Ping'an smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Before, your life was hanging by a thread, so you just did this kind of immoral thing. Now that your life is not in danger, it's not good to use the rules of the master to make yourself better. On the road of cultivation, To become an immortal, you must first be a human being."

Du Yu was stunned on the spot.

He glanced at the sack on the ground.

It seemed that until this moment, only a few clues were vaguely caught.

Du Yu clenched his hands into fists and was silent.

Chen Pingan stood up, and Du Yu subconsciously wanted to stand up, but Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and pressed down.

Du Yu turned his head and looked around. After a moment, a familiar figure broke into his field of vision.

It’s really beautiful no matter how you look at it.

As expected of Fairy Yan Qing.

Chen Pingan frowned.

Du Yu was a little frightened. Senior, please stop destroying the flower with your hands. Such a handsome fairy is dead. Senior, you are willing to bear it. Junior, I am worried.

Yan Qing asked: "Since we all killed three river god canal owners in one go, why did we deliberately let the lake lord Yinhou escape?"

Du Yu couldn't sit still and quickly reached out to hold the ground.

Chen Pingan asked: "Who gave you the courage to come to me again?"

Yan Qing smiled and said: "A swordsman who is worried that the falling clouds will affect innocent people is really a person who kills indiscriminately? I, Yan Qing, am the first to not believe it."

Chen Pingan said: "Do you believe it or not, it has nothing to do with me? I would like to advise you one last time. My patience is limited."

Yan Qing walked straight towards the bonfire.

Du Yu had already moved his buttocks, just in time to observe the changes in his senior's expression and begin to appreciate the beauty's grace under the moonlight.

Then Du Yu opened his mouth bit by bit.

A wisp of green smoke swept towards the fairy in white who could compete with the moonlight, and then Yan Qing was lifted up in the air like a little chicken, and swept up to the ridge of a roof together with the green smoke.

The green shirt was on the ridge of the roof, and the figure rotated in a circle, and the beauty in white followed in a larger circle.

Whoosh.

Fairy Yan Qing disappeared.

Chen Pingan jumped off the roof and returned to the steps to sit down.

Du Yu wiped his mouth and swallowed.

Chen Pingan waved his hand, "You can go."

Du Yu was about to say goodbye respectfully.

The senior suddenly showed a look of annoyance and stood up from the ground. The whole temple was shaken by another movement similar to the one at the ferry.

Du Yu was a little embarrassed. Should he go or not? No greeting was given, which is not good. If I don’t leave, if the senior suddenly feels pity for her and returns here hand in hand with the delicate and delicate Fairy Yan Qing, the moonlit night will be beautiful and the beauty will be even more beautiful...

Du Yu slapped himself.

He picked up the sack and started running.

As soon as Du Yu walked out of the gate of Water Temple, he was in a daze.

I'm afraid that this time in the hurry for unknown reasons, that senior really used all his strength?

From the canal master water temple behind you to Cangjun Lake.

The figure in the blue shirt had long since disappeared, but the thunder could still be heard.

Du Yu sighed heavily.

Chen Pingan landed on the ferry side and narrowed his eyes.

The annoying young female cultivator from Baodong Wonderland had been thrown into Cangjun Lake by herself. She was not seriously injured. At most, she was suffocated for a moment, and was a little embarrassed.

But when he thought that the Lord of Cangjun Lake was very likely nearby, Chen Pingan had no choice but to rush over. Sure enough, after the woman fell into the lake, she disappeared.

Chen Pingan twisted out the Jade Light Talisman with his fingers.

Just when Chen Pingan was about to throw out the fingertip talisman.

The water surface of Cangjun Lake broke open, and the Lake Lord Yinhou, who was wearing a purple dragon robe, walked out. Next to him stood the young woman who seemed to have just escaped from the magic prison. She stared at the green-shirted guest on the other side of the ferry. Full of anger.

Yin Hou stretched out a palm forward and said with a smile: "Just now, I was worried about the safety of Fairy Yan Qing. The situation was urgent, so I used a small magic technique to try to relieve the fairy's momentum of entering the lake. I have offended many people." , Fairy Yan Qing just goes ashore."

Yan Qing's expression was cold, and all the remaining moisture on his body was blown away, and the wind fell on the ferry.

If the culprit hadn't come to the ferry, Yan Qing couldn't imagine his fate.

Chen Ping'an glanced at her and said, "Still not leaving? The tea from the owner of the Zaoxi River is delicious. I can't help you. But if you think the water from Cangjun Lake is also delicious, I can help."

Yan Qing snorted coldly and traveled far away in the wind.

Chen Ping'an looked at the wary Cangjun Lake Lord and said with a smile: "You should know very well that if I am determined to kill you, it will not be difficult."

Yin Hou nodded and said: "That's true. So I'm very surprised why the sword immortal shows mercy."

Chen Pingan looked around and remained silent.

Yin Hou's feet were always submerged in the water.

Not only that, but the skies over the entire Cangjun Lake and all waters under its jurisdiction began to become dense with dark clouds again.

Chen Ping'an asked: "What happened to that secret letter that was sent to the capital with the governor of Jiacheng?"

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, said without hesitation: "The content of the letter is nothing new, and the Sword Immortal must have guessed it. It is just a hope that friends in the capital can help the prefect continue to reverse the case after his death, or at least find an opportunity to make it public. However, there is one thing that the Jianxian should not have expected, that is, the eunuch said frankly at the end of the letter that if his friend never became an important minister in this life, he would not rush to take risks and do this, so as not to fail to reverse the case and suffer the consequences. Implicated.”

Chen Pingan took out a pot of wine out of thin air, opened the mud seal, and drank slowly.

Yin Hou continued to smile and said: "I have some connections in the capital, and the bad relationship between me and Suijia City is clear to Jianxian. I asked the owner of the Zaoxi Canal to accompany me. In fact, I had no other idea. I just wanted to go smoothly. This secret letter was sent to the capital. Not only that, I also have some connections in the capital, so I told the owner of the Zaoxi Canal that as long as that person is willing to reverse the case, I will help him have a smoother career. In fact, trying to really reverse the case, I didn’t want to think about it anymore. I just wanted to feel sick about the City God’s Temple and the Fire God Temple in the city. But why didn’t I expect that the City God did it so neatly and directly killed a court official? The prefect, who was already a high official in the border area, had no patience at all and did not let the man leave the city. This was actually a bit troublesome, but the city god must have jumped over the wall in a hurry and couldn't care more. Let’s get rid of the weeds. Later, I don’t know where the news leaked, and it was known that the owner of Zaoxi Canal was in the capital. The City God also started to work, and ordered his confidants to send the half-finished incense villain to the capital and hand it over to that person. . And the Jinshi who had not yet filled the vacancy at that time agreed to the condition of accompanying the City God's Temple without saying a word. Now that the matter was over, I asked the owner of the Zaoxi Canal to return to Cangjun Lake. After all, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. It doesn't hurt to do a little trick in secret. , it wouldn’t be good to break the skin.”

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "As the Lord of Lake, once you fall in love with a well-qualified woman from the market, why bother?"

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, smiled and said: "First of all, the people are ignorant and fear power rather than virtue. Secondly, it's not just my Dragon Palace that needs beautiful maids. The three rivers and two canals also need beautiful maids. My subordinates will also need them. On the boundary of Cangyun Lake, If there is one less woman today and one less woman tomorrow, over a long period of time, too much fear of power is also a bad thing. The common people can only accept their fate, but those rich and scholarly families who can make their families run away will be Word of mouth spreads, and people are frightened all year round. What will they do next? Naturally, they move to other places. Over time, year after year, the feng shui of Cangjun Lake will continue to flow out. But if Cangjun Lake has established such a If both parties know the rules well, it will be easier to appease people's hearts. In addition, the Dragon Palace has generously compensated the people on the shore. To be honest with the Sword Immortal, many rich people wish that their daughters and granddaughters would be taken notice of by the Dragon Palace."

The Lord of Cangjun Lake paused for a moment and sighed: "A good deal in the world is never a sudden wealth with a huge profit, but only a steady flow of water over the years. Does the Sword Immortal think that?"

Chen Ping'an wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb and said with a smile: "Such a good principle, how come it changes when it comes from Mr. Hu's mouth."

Yin Hou smiled and said nothing.

Waiting for the other party to make an offer.

I don't care how much I hate the person in front of me. Since his skills are inferior to others, the other person can walk sideways in his own Cangjun Lake, while his own Dragon Palace can only be dumb and eat coptis.

Stop losses promptly.

It's much better than making mistakes after mistakes.

The former can at least keep the green hills alive and not have to worry about running out of firewood, while the latter can often affect the whole body at a moment's notice, causing the building to collapse in the blink of an eye.

Chen Ping'an put away the wine pot and put it into something nearby, and asked: "Is the golden body of the Chenghuang Lord in the city decaying?"

Marquis Yin's visit tonight can be said to be frank. Thinking of this matter, he could not hide his gloating and said with a smile: "The scholar who became the prefect was not only unexpected, but he also had a part of the county and city's power and silver screen country's cultural fortune early on, and his share was so large that it was far away. It is far beyond the imagination of me and Suijia City. In fact, if this were not the case, how could a child with a yellow mouth escape from Suijia City on his own? Moreover, he also had another marriage. There was a princess of Yinping Kingdom, who was to This person fell in love at first sight and kept thinking about her all her life. In order to avoid marriage, she became a Taoist female crown who adhered to the green lantern. Although she had no qualifications as a Qi practitioner, she was a beloved princess, so she inadvertently brought a trace of the country to her. Zuo became entangled with the prefect, and after hearing the bad news at the Taoist Temple in the capital, she stabbed her neck with a gold hairpin and resolutely committed suicide. Adding two and two together, it was the sin of the City God, which directly caused a trace of the golden body to appear. Fatal cracks that cannot be repaired by virtue.”

Chen Pingan finally asked a question, "What might be the fate of Suijicheng?"

Yin Hou glanced at the other side of the city, shook his head and said: "It's very sad that there is such a city god who expects the people of the county to help him share the cause and effect and bear the disaster. It can be said that every family has no merit in their ancestors. Before long, If the heavenly catastrophe falls, at least the ordinary masters in Suiji City will probably die. Therefore, those Qi practitioners who go to Suiji City will leave before then, even if they cannot obtain the rare treasure, they will not dare to Stay.”

Lord Yin of the Lake thought that he would have to bargain a bit tonight, but he never thought that the young swordsman in blue would actually turn around and leave.

This made Yin Hou uneasy, but he did not dare to go ashore.

He had no choice but to endure his hatred, anger, and anxiety, use his magical powers, and return to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake.

Chen Pingan returned to the Zaoxi Canal Master Water Temple.

But they found that not only Du Yu had returned, but Yan Qing was also there.

Only this time, Chen Ping'an didn't say anything. He walked to the bonfire and squatted down, stretching out his hands to warm himself.

Du Yu squatted aside and said, "I saw Fairy Yan Qing return earlier. When I thought that my senior's sack of heavenly materials and earthly treasures was left unattended in the courtyard, I felt uneasy and came back quickly."

After Yan Qing entered the temple, he stood on the steps and looked at the monk from Ghost Ax Palace.

Du Yu, I had no impression of him before. I have heard of him once or twice, but it is because his parents are Taoist monks in the mountains. I only know that he is a bully who is afraid of the strong and likes to wander around in the world.

Yan Qing said: "I only ask one question, and I will leave after I ask it."

But the man just stared at the bonfire, speechless.

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, "Why did you show your hands to He? If you heard some dirty things about Cangjun Lake from Du Yu, so you acted ruthlessly and acted as you pleased, that's normal. But you shouldn't have met He Lucai right."

Du Yu turned pale and made a face.

Oops, I still have to complain about that pretty boy.

He deserves to be thrown into Cangjun Lake to drink water by his senior.

Yan Qing was actually mentally prepared that this person would always be a mute.

But unexpectedly, the man actually said slowly: "The first words He Lu said to dissuade him were not for my sake, but for the owner of Zaoxi Canal who invited you to drink tea."

Yan Qing is not stupid and naturally knows this.

The man continued: "Because He Lu felt at that time that I was a Taoist with a higher level of cultivation than the master of Zaoxiqu."

Yan Qing wanted to hear more, so he hesitated and planned to sit at the top of the steps.

As a result, the man looked askance at me.

Seeing the man's heart-stopping eyes, Yan Qing immediately stopped and made no more unnecessary moves.

The man suddenly withdrew his gaze, continued to stare at the bonfire, and fell silent again.

It was clear that he had not finished speaking, but there was no thought of words.

Yan Qing felt extremely ashamed and angry. He was so worthless that it was difficult for him to even ask you to say a few more words?

Yan Qing's heart skipped a beat, and without hesitation, he quickly left in the wind.

Du Yu hesitated for a moment, then stood up and left.

Chen Pingan nodded.

Chen Pingan stared at the bonfire.

Truth is not only in the hands of the strong, but it is not only in the hands of the weak.

The truth is the truth, not because you are strong there will be more, nor just because you are weak there will be none.

But it seems that this is just Chen Pingan's reason.

It didn't belong to Du Yu, nor to the young female cultivator named Yan Qing, nor to the proud man He Lu.

In the Jianghu of Shushui Kingdom, there is also Song Yushao.

In the smoky Shujian Lake, there is also the ghost general who is willing to draw his sword on his colleagues.

In the ghostly valley filled with bones and full of ghosts, there are also the swordsman Pu Chun and the sect leader Zhu Quan.

Here in Yinping Country and Cangjun Lake, I haven't met anyone yet.

Chen Ping'an fell silent just because he thought of this.

Chen Ping'an knows why this simple truth is not true for them, because it will not bring them any benefit. On the contrary, it will only make them feel that they are dragging their feet on the road of spiritual practice and feel that their actions are unpleasant, so they may not be really bad. They understand, but they understand and pretend not to understand. After all, the road is high and the scenery is too good. The world is low and full of mud. Most of them are life and death, partings, joys and sorrows that are insignificant in their eyes.

Indeed, it is not always a good thing to understand the context and explore the subtleties of many things that have nothing to do with oneself.

For example, Chen Ping'an didn't need to ask Yin Hou of Cangjun Lake why the court of Yinping Kingdom didn't evacuate the people of a city. Because people could escape, the cause and effect were still there. For the emperor of Yinping Kingdom, even for the vision in Suijia City, the cause and effect were still there. They all know it well and will choose to remain silent. Rather than being disturbed by the people fleeing in all directions, causing the fengshui of other counties to be disrupted and the fate of the country being implicated, it is better to have a clean ending in Suijia City. That's why the officials and wealthy families who accompanied the city are still kept in the dark, and there are still those dandy boys who ride out of the city to enjoy hunting.

In the early morning, there will be the sound of the charcoal cart's wheels.

There should also be the sound of banging clothes under the moonlight.

It is not without reason for those who practice Taoism to stay away from the human world and avoid the world of mortals.

Chen Ping'an just squatted there, thinking about a lot of things. Even though the bonfire had been extinguished, he still kept his hand stretched out to warm himself up.

Until dawn.

Chen Ping'an stood up, put the sack close at hand, put on the bamboo hat, carried the bamboo box on his back, held the hiking pole, and headed for Suijia City.

Let’s not go to the City God’s Temple or the Fire God Temple.

Go take a look at the haunted house in the city that has been abandoned for many years.

After reading it, you have to do something.

One night, a man wearing a blue shirt climbed over the wall and entered Suijia City.

There was a night ban in the city, so Chen Ping'an came to the ghost house alone. The last time he entered the city, he was at an incense shop and asked about the ruins here.

Chen Pingan stood outside the door in the dead of night.

Chen Ping'an looked at the decaying door. There was no longer the door god and no Spring Festival couplets.

That scholar could not avenge his parents until his death.

What about my Chen Ping'an from Mud Bottle Lane? !

A young man who no longer wore straw sandals and no longer needed to go to the mountains to collect herbs took off his bamboo hat.

Some Qi practitioners from all walks of life have been lurking, hiding or taking root near this haunted house.

Almost even the slowest and lowest Qi practitioners were frightened, and all of them became panicked without any warning.

An old man with a little monkey squatting on his shoulders stood on the ridge of a distant roof, frowning. The last time he was at the city gate, he was blind and couldn't see what this kid was doing.

The old man raised a hand and gently held down the irritable pet.

As for those wastes who felt suffocated and lacked spiritual energy for no reason, no one dared to show their heads to see who they were.

When the man on the street took off his bamboo hat and bamboo box, he disappeared into thin air.

The old man began to take a few steps back.

On the street, outside the gate.

The sleeves of the blue shirt were swaying in the calm wind.

The figure disappeared in an instant.

A wisp of smoke cut through the night.

Finally it landed outside the City God's Temple.

A burly military judge wearing iron armor appeared over the City God's Temple and said in a deep voice: "Who is coming!"

But the young swordsman just raised his hand.

The sword fairy behind him slowly unsheathed it, rotated gently, and was finally gently held by the man in his hand. The horizontal sword was in front, holding the sword in one hand, and lightly grazing the sword body with two fingers of the other hand, and slowly moved it towards the tip of the sword.

The golden sword was originally as bright as water, but every time the blue-shirted swordsman's fingers touched it, the golden light increased by an inch.

The man narrowed his eyes, just stared at the bright sword light in his hand, and murmured: "Whether it's cause and effect, or heavenly calamity, I, Chen Ping'an of Clay Vase Lane, have accepted it all."