Sword of Coming

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the Lantern Festival.

Every house in Old Dragon City is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the streets and alleys are full of tourists. According to custom, the five major surnames each built a long dragon of lights and paraded it through the streets. If you look down from the sea of ​​clouds on the richest city in Aquarius Continent, you will find five fire dragons dragging along the fixed route.

Chen Pingan asked the four people in the picture scroll to take Pei Qian out to enjoy the lanterns, and the Yin Shen named Zhao secretly followed them to prevent accidents.

He and Zheng Dafeng were guarding the shop. The two of them stood at the counter with a pot of wine, two white porcelain wine glasses as thin as wings, and several plates of wine and side dishes, chatting while drinking and eating.

Zheng Dafeng always had some weird rules. Before drinking, he found a willow branch from somewhere and stuck it on the door of Chenchen Pharmacy. He also placed a pair of dishes and chopsticks outside the threshold.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the threshold and asked: "Are you worshiping gods and Buddhas, or are you entertaining the lonely ghosts passing by?"

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "It's just something passed down by the old man. The old man never explained the specific explanation. As apprentices, we can only follow the gourd's example and do it. There are no monsters or monsters in this old dragon city. With so many qi practitioners gathered together, the yang energy is too strong. Even if there are three or two kittens and puppies, and there is the yin god Lao Zhao in the drug store, they dare not come over, not to mention the ghosts and yin objects. Most of those fierce ghosts who have lost their minds know more about rules and etiquette than us people."

Chen Pingan nodded, took a sip of wine, which was still the sweet-scented osmanthus wine sent by the Fan family, and suddenly said: "I plan to ask Fan Junmao for help tomorrow and go to the sea of ​​clouds to refine the first natal item. If it works, leave Lao Long City, go north. Although Master Literary Saint said that you can go wherever you want in the future, there are no taboos, but I thought about it, anyway, there is nothing major that needs to be done at the moment, so I will still follow the earliest statement of Senior Yang, I won’t go back to Longquan County for the time being. I will probably go to three or four places in Aquarius Continent. It will take more than a year to travel. After visiting, I will be able to go back. "

Zheng Dafeng leaned against the counter, looked at the alley outside the door, and asked casually: "Have you ever thought about starting a sect in Longquan County?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "It's very troublesome to open a sect. Just by looking at what Master Ruan has done, I can roughly tell how difficult it is. Besides, how do I get the qualifications to start a sect?"

Zheng Dafeng took a sip of wine, his face was full of intoxication. It was only half a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus brew, which seemed to have given him the drunkenness of several large jars of fine wine. He chuckled and said, "If we can take back the mountains in the west of Longquan County one by one. , with more than ten consecutive mountains, has the spiritual energy to establish the Xianjia sect. It’s just that it’s not easy to get those forces to spit out the meat in their mouths. Before, Da Li was just trying to win over these people. The prices offered by the Immortal Family and the wealthy dynasties on the mountain are so low. If you didn't have Ruan Qiong's connections, you might not even be able to buy a Pearl Mountain, let alone the Luolu Mountain."

Chen Pingan deeply agrees with this.

Although Lizhu Cave Heaven is not famous for its aura, but this is compared with the other thirty-five small caves. The average Jindan Yuanying Earth Immortal can own a Luolu Mountain alone, build a thatch to practice cultivation, and open a mansion. The most beautiful thing you have ever dreamed of.

Chen Pingan said that it was difficult to establish a sect, but deep down in his heart, he really hoped that such a day would really come to pass. Just like when he was chatting with Lu Tai at Flying Eagle Castle, he had even thought about what he should have on the top of his mountain. Which people and things. Otherwise, why would Chen Pingan want to ask the Taoist Heavenly Lord of Taiping Mountain how much immortal money is needed for a set of mountain-protecting formations? After hearing Zhong Kui's story about the Lord Tianjun sitting in Taiping Mountain, appearing in a golden body, holding a bright moon mirror, wielding three swords, and chasing the white ape carrying a sword thousands of miles away, how could Chen Ping'an not be fascinated by it?

The old foreigner who was already familiar with Chenchen Pharmacy suddenly appeared, crossed the threshold with a smile, and said straight to the point: "Chen Pingan, it seems that you are leaving Old Dragon City soon? I want to discuss something with you."

Chen Ping'an stood up straight, put down his wine glass and chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Old sir, please speak."

The old man signaled Chen Ping'an to just continue drinking and picking up food. He walked to the counter, grabbed a few fried peanuts with his fingers, put them into his mouth, pondered for a moment, and said, "It may be a little hard on others, and a little offensive, but fate is all about it." , gathering and dispersing like duckweeds, if you miss it now, you may miss it in this life. If you shrink your head or stretch it out, it will be a knife. I still said it directly. After saying this, Brother Chen and Brother Dafeng, please don’t let me eat it in the future. If I don’t eat these peanuts, candied lotus root slices, I’ll be full every day and shut down…”

Zheng Dafeng said angrily: "The three of us are all open-minded people, can you say something nice?"

The old man raised his head, threw a piece of lotus root into his mouth and chewed it, "Although Sui Youyou is already a little master of pure martial arts and has reached the golden realm, it is extremely difficult, but in my opinion, the bottleneck is too big and it is extremely difficult to reach the top. It’s difficult. If you are exhausted, you will be in the Far Traveling Realm. If you are lucky, you will only be an eighth-level martial artist.”

Zheng Dafeng immediately destroyed the situation and said: "You're just an eighth-level martial artist? Old man, if you have the ability to go out and shout this on the street, let's see what the earthly immortal monks in Old Dragon City think? Will they be so angry that they slap your mouth to pieces? ?”

The old man had a good temper and didn't care at all about Zheng Dafeng's rebuttal. He smiled and said, "This is not an exception. In fact, Sui Youyou should not have taken the road of martial arts from the beginning..."

Zheng Dafeng slapped the table, "What are you talking about?!"

The old man quickly bent down and took Chen Ping'an's wine glass, filled it with a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, raised his glass to Zheng Dafeng and said, "I said the wrong thing, I will punish myself with three glasses of wine, I will punish myself with three glasses of wine!"

After finishing the drink in one gulp, it was time to pour a second cup.

Chen Ping'an smiled and reached out to cover the mouth of the wine bottle, "Old sir, just have a glass of fine wine. We are so familiar with each other, so there is no need to be so outspoken."

The old man put down the wine glass angrily, wiped his mouth, and said regretfully: "This wine is good, but it's a pity that the taste is a bit weak. I can't taste it after one or two glasses."

Zheng Dafeng took a piece of green onion and mixed it with tofu, "Brother Xun, if you fart, let it go!"

The old man surnamed Xun continued: "On the right side of Sui is an extremely rare innate sword embryo, with the appearance of a sword immortal. That's all. The key is that her sword heart is pure and clear. In the future, she can break through the bottleneck of the upper five realms with Nascent Soul sword cultivation. The possibility is relatively high. I might as well say something on the wine table. As long as little brother Chen is willing to give up his love and allow Sui Youyou to join our Shanmen, for a hundred years or at most two decades, I guarantee that Sui Youyou will become a Yuan with extremely high combat power. Yingjian Cultivator, I promise that within a hundred years, I will definitely become a Jade Purity Realm monk."

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing, handed over the chopsticks, and poured the old man a glass of wine.

Zheng Dafeng sneered and said: "Mr. It’s not difficult to become a Far Traveling Realm martial artist, it just takes time to hone your body. You’d better ask Sui Zuoyou, the Eighth Realm martial artist who gave up what he had in his bag, to let go of the pure Qi and spend another hundred or two hundred years. , to pursue that illusory sword cultivator in the upper fifth realm?"

The old man yelled at Qu and said, "Didn't I tell you earlier? It's a bit hard to force others to do something difficult. But Sui Youyou has such outstanding talents. If he doesn't turn to practice swordsmanship, it would be fine if I didn't see it. If I did, I would still hold it in my stomach. , It’s really uncomfortable. I can’t bear this kind of waste of natural resources! Think about it, Sui Youyou, a pretty little girl like this, even if she becomes a martial artist in the Yuanyuan realm, she will still fight with two fists, and hit with one punch. Kicking him away is so devastating to the scenery, how can it be compared to a graceful female swordsman with fluttering white clothes and flying swords to kill enemies thousands of miles away?"

Zheng Dafeng sneered and said: "To put it lightly, the higher the realm of pure martial arts, the more dangerous the dissipation of Qi, especially in the third realm of refining the gods, which involves the soul of the soul. If you are not careful, Sui Youyou, let alone the sword that keeps the innate sword embryo, will Immortal qualifications may be lost in half your life. Mr. Xun, do you think you are a great monk in the Ascension Realm, or do you still have the basic cultivation level of the Immortal Realm? Besides, why should Chen Ping'an want such a great beauty like Sui Youyou to be half-personal? Maid, I offer my hands to you, an idle old pervert like you?!"

The old man said sternly: "My generation is not vulgar, and it is not worthy of outsiders. Brother Dafeng, you can humiliate me, but don't underestimate yourself."

Zheng Dafeng stretched out his thumb towards the old man and picked up a chopstick. "Brother, what I said is so frank. I can't find any flaws in it."

The old man raised his glass and took a long sip, then stroked his beard and smiled, "I knew, Brother Dafeng, you are a true and famous person among our generation. You are strong-willed, reasonable and righteous when speaking at critical moments!"

Chen Pingan twisted a peanut and chewed it slowly.

The old man didn't dare to rush.

Whether this matter will succeed or not depends solely on the decision of the young man in front of me.

After Chen Pingan thought about it, he said: "I can only ask you what Sui Youyou means."

Now it was the old man's turn to be surprised, "Chen Pingan, do you really agree?"

Realizing that he had made a mistake, the old man smiled sarcastically.

No matter how stupid the person is, they all know the weight and value of an eighth-level far-reaching martial artist.

The top dynasties in Aquarius Continent are all transcendent beings that have been involved in a country's military destiny.

The old man was actually quite curious and curious, but he still suppressed his words. If he spoke too much, he would be wrong, lest he ruin a good relationship and ruin it for himself.

When the old man left the alley, Zheng Dafeng said he was going to take a breath and left with the old man.

When we arrived at the old locust tree on the street outside the alley, we watched Lantern Festival lanterns, regardless of high or low, the lights were brilliant and as bright as day.

The old man and Zheng Dafeng stood under the tree and asked, "Why didn't Chen Pingan ask me about my true identity and more importantly my reward?"

Zheng Dafeng thought for a while, "Probably he will only ask these questions when Sui Zuoyi nods in agreement."

The old man laughed at himself: "It seems that you and I are still a little bit coppery, but Chen Ping'an is a particular person."

Zheng Dafeng bent over, looked at the bustling streets, and said calmly: "It's easy for people to suffer."

The old man also calmed down his expression, his eyes were calm and deep, "Fuck it, it's a blessing to suffer a loss."

After a moment of silence, the old man surnamed Xun asked: "Brother Dafeng, where are you going?"

Zheng Dafeng said: "I am a useless person, so I want to return to my old career and go back to be a janitor."

The old man asked: "Do you want to go to the top of my mountain? I dare not say that in the days of gods, there is no shortage of fairies and beauties. I believe you also know my temper, and I will come to you to chat and spank when I have nothing to do."

Zheng Dafeng shook his head and said: "I don't want to owe you this favor, and I don't have the heart to let you pretend to be a tiger."

The old man patted Zheng Dafeng on the shoulder and said, "Think openly, there are no obstacles in life that you can't overcome."

Zheng Dafeng smiled and said: "You are an old guy who is a fifth-level qigong practitioner and has the nerve to eat and drink, and then you tell a loser like me to be more liberal. Are you embarrassed?"

The old man sighed with emotion: "Unexpectedly, I hid it so deeply, but Brother Dafeng still saw at a glance the masterly demeanor of a god in the upper five realms. It seems that the description in the book of a woman's natural beauty is difficult to give up, and it also applies to me."

Zheng Dafeng turned to look at this serious old guy, "You have been practicing in the master's sect for so many years, do people often want to practice with you?"

The old man shook his head and said: "Never before. When I was young, I was very popular among my senior sisters because of my handsomeness. Whenever there was trouble, they would rush to help me solve it. After middle age, I suddenly realized that... I feel that it’s not good to hang out among the flowers every day, so I picked up the practice again, and my path has improved rapidly, so the elders of the sect take great care of me. When I get older, I will become even more virtuous and respected.”

Zheng Dafeng patted the old man on the shoulder, "Thankfully, Brother Xun, you didn't grow up in our hometown, otherwise there would be many guys teaching you how to be a good person."

The old man smiled, without comment, and said to himself: "People respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot. If Sui Youyou is really willing to join our sect, then I have to think carefully about what kind of ancestral hall should be given to her." How can I repay Chen Ping'an for his initiation ceremony and his willingness to let go?"

Zheng Dafeng joked: "If you have the ability, send an immortal weapon to Sui Youyou."

The old man chuckled, "That's not possible. At least until Sui Youyou reaches the Jade Pu Realm sword cultivator, I will never take out this coffin and give it to her, and then she will need to agree to protect the mountain gate for at least three hundred years. That’s fine, otherwise I wouldn’t be willing to do it.”

Zheng Dafeng turned his head and looked. The old man looked at him and said confidently: "What, is it illegal to brag?"

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It was very late when Pei Qian and his party returned to the drug store. Chen Ping'an had been waiting at the door and called Sui Zuoyi to say that he had something to talk about.

The two of them walked slowly in the alley.

Chen Ping'an told Sui Youyou exactly what the old man wanted Sui Youyou to do on the mountain where he was to practice Taoism.

Sui Zuoyou had an expressionless face and asked Chen Ping'an if he knew the details of that person, his last name, his level of cultivation, and where the mountain gate was.

When Chen Ping'an said these things, he had to ask Sui Youyou for your opinion before he could talk about it, deliberate and confirm it. After getting the answer, he would even fly his sword to summon Taiping Mountain and ask God to personally help verify it. , and only then will Sui Youyou make the final decision until everything is clear.

Sui Zuoyi remained silent, so Chen Ping'an had no choice but to accompany her out of the alley, walking on the street where pedestrians were sparse and lonely again.

Sui Youyou died twice in the battle of ruining the temple. He exchanged lives with a golden elixir monk outside Laolong City. After three times, the path of martial arts will stop at the eighth far-reaching realm.

Sui Sui suddenly stood up and asked: "Do you really hope that I will switch to that man's mountain top, so that I can at least earn one or two magic weapons and form a bond with the old man's sect?"

Chen Ping'an laughed dumbly, shook his head and said: "If there is nothing else I can do, of course I hope you stay by my side. I hope I can personally help you dissipate your pure Qi smoothly, turn to swordsmanship with peace of mind, and become a Qi practitioner. The Dao Dao You can go higher and further, but you should understand that I am only a fifth-level martial artist now, and the reconstruction of the Changsheng Bridge has just started. Compared with the powerful lords of the Immortal family like Zong Zitou who have been passed down for more than a thousand years, my current family foundation is basically useless. It’s not enough to see, but on the road of cultivation, every step is slow, step by step.”

Sui Youyou asked again, "If I choose to leave, what will you do with the scroll that affects my Sui Youyou's fortune and life?"

Chen Pingan said without hesitation: "Of course I have to hide it. When it comes to cultivating Taoism, the ups and downs of people's hearts are unpredictable. If you leave it in my hands, at least I won't harm you, let alone threaten you. Do you believe me or not?" , I think so, but I don’t trust if you leave it to others. Even if the old man treats you sincerely and is willing to accept you as his direct disciple and let you enter the ancestral hall of his sect, how can I guarantee that others People will not be malicious towards you, will not hope to control you, and will not force you to put yourself in danger at certain dangerous moments? People in high positions cannot help themselves, but I, Chen Pingan, am different. , It’s not that I’m kinder than the old man and treats you better, but at least I won’t treat you Sui Zuoyi as goods, and no one will choose to buy or sell you for a sky-high price.”

Sui Zuo stared at Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an looked at her calmly and said, "Tell me the truth."

Sui Zuoyi didn't agree or refuse, but instead made an inexplicable digression and said, "That Taipingshan female crown girl is very beautiful, and she is also a Nascent Soul sword cultivator."

Chen Pingan asked strangely: "Then?"

Sui Zuoyi asked: "Aren't you even the slightest bit moved?"

Chen Ping'an rolled his eyes, held the back of his head with both hands, and walked leisurely, "There are so many good-looking women in the world. If they are good-looking, just look at them one or two more times. It is pleasing to the eye. It is human nature, but why should you be moved?"

Sui Youyou laughed for the first time, "As a man, I don't even think about hugging you. Are you, Chen Ping'an, sick?"

Chen Ping'an still held the back of his head, turned his neck, and said lazily, "Don't curse."

The two of them were silent all the way back to Chenchen Pharmacy. Pei Qian, who was still sleepy, was holding a hiking stick at the door of the shop, saying that he wanted to show Chen Pingan her skills. She swore that Wei and Xiaobai had seen her swordsmanship. After that, everyone said that they were in a state of perfection.

Regarding the White Ape Back Sword Technique and the Drawing Knife Style that Huang Ting taught Pei Qian, the four people in the painting pretended not to know about it, let alone stole the instruction, and privately induced Pei Qian to reveal the formula. One is to talk about the morality of the world, and the other is Pei Qian's naughty little girl. He must have promised it verbally, and then went to Chen Pingan to sell them. Chen Pingan was not interested in such things Go on, it might be hard to talk.

The four people on Sui's right, including Zhu Lian, did not dare to test Chen Pingan's bottom line with this kind of thing.

So Sui Zui walked into the medicine shop on his right and went to the side room in the backyard to practice the sword furnace staking that Chen Ping'an had tacitly approved.

In the alley, Chen Ping'an stood at the threshold and said with a smile: "Try it."

Pei Qian nodded with a straight face, shouted softly, took one step forward, held the hiking stick in both hands, and swung it out in the style of a white ape dragging a knife.

Unsure of his strength, Pei Qian took the hiking stick out of his hand. Chen Pingan tiptoed and reached out to grab the bamboo stick that almost hit the wall of the alley, otherwise it would be destroyed.

Pei Qian was dumbfounded. He felt like he was going to eat chestnuts.

She never thought that Chen Ping'an just handed the hiking stick back to her and said with a smile: "The momentum is quite good. From now on, practice the six-step walking stick with me honestly. Otherwise, no matter how good the swordsmanship is, if your body cannot support it, you will still be the same." Those who are scattered will only make people laugh."

Pei Qian stomped his feet in annoyance and lamented endlessly. If he had known better, he would not have shown off his extraordinary skills. From now on, he would have to walk in a disciplined manner and follow the boxing stance. Isn't this asking for trouble? !

Chen Pingan patted her little head and said, "You have to endure more hardships when you were a child."

Pei Qian raised his head, looking forward to it, and said, "When you grow up, can you enjoy happiness every day? Just lie down and collect money? You don't have to copy books anymore, you can drink whenever you want, and eat whatever you want?"

Chen Pingan took her back to the shop, closed the door, and said with a smile: "When you grow up, you will understand."

Pei Qian drooped his head and said, "I don't really want to grow up. The female Taoist priest said that I'm not handsome. I guess I won't be able to do well when I grow up. I'm young and just an ugly girl. I'm better than an ugly girl." Better. Today while admiring the lanterns, Zhu Lian suddenly said, "In a few years, I will be able to stand at the door for you every day. Even ghosts will not dare to come to the door. It is more powerful than the door god that I paid for." I was happy, but I still felt something was wrong, so I asked Old Wei secretly. He said that Old Wei was not a bad person. He tried to trick me, saying that maybe I had practiced peerless swordsmanship and my sword energy was too strong, so dirty things were afraid of me. Later, Sui You was the most kind and told me the truth. It turned out that Zhu Lian was beating the odds and said that I would look scary when I grew up, and that I could even scare ghosts. Zhu Lian was doing a great disservice to me. He always eats an extra half bowl of rice every time he eats. Every time Zhu Lian’s food comes to the table, I’m the one who likes him the most. Zhu Lian is so heartless.”

There was a smile in Chen Pingan's eyes, and he deliberately teased the little girl with her catchphrase: "Sorrow."

Pei Qian was smiling brightly, but he was a child with a sad heart, so he ran away immediately.

After going back to the side room and closing the door, he sat across from Sui Sui's right side, holding his cheeks with his hands, staring at Sui's right side who was practicing sword furnace setting, and asked in a low voice: "Sister Sui, why are you so good-looking? Please teach me. ?”

Sui Sui opened his eyes on the right side, as if he was in a good mood today. He suppressed a smile and deliberately made a serious face and said: "Reading and literacy, copying books and practicing calligraphy, six-step walking, setting up sword stoves, swordsmanship, cleaning tables and sweeping the floor." , serve tea and water carefully."

Pei Qian tilted his head slightly and grinned, "Sister Sui, you really love telling jokes."

Sui Zuoyi nodded, imitating the tone of the female crown Huang Ting, and said: "What a smart kid, why is he so unattractive?"

Pei Qian turned around dully, leaned against the edge of the table, put her head on the table, reached out and took out her most precious yellow paper talisman, put it on her forehead, and said softly: "Sister Sui, do you like my dad? "

Sui's right side was speechless.

Pei Qian obviously didn't care about the answer, and said to himself: "We saw so many Lantern Festival lanterns before, they were all beautiful, but do you still remember the lantern festival next to Fengxian Restaurant? What about putting oil in a pan, pulling out tongues, and peeling skins? I'm having cramps. It's either a ghost or a torture instrument from hell. Old Wei said it might be a lantern festival organized by the Prison Yamen to deal with people who like to do bad things. It scared me to death. You don't know, but I suddenly realized that my father was not around at that time. , I’m almost crying.”

Sui Youyou has closed his eyes again and continues to practice sword furnace staking, widening his meridians and warming his body.

Pei Qian stretched out his hand and straightened the yellow paper talisman carefully, and murmured: "Protect Pei Qian with the talisman, and the monsters and monsters should go away."

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That night, the Yin Shen named Zhao found Chen Ping'an, who was working on the floor, and said that the old man had asked him to send a message again, and Tongye Sect had officially given compensation.

The golden elixir of the Great Demon of the Twelve Realms had been refined in the Wutong Small Cave by Du Mao, who was crazy about his ascension, so he exchanged it for two colorful glass fragments, as small as a thumb and as big as a fist.

After the souls of the great monks in the Twelve Realms decay or are defeated, a pair of immortal remains may appear. And after the legendary monks in the Ascension Realm fail, some golden body fragments that look like colorful glass will appear.

This was the only thing that caused Du Mao to not care about the life and death of the sect's children and destroy the Wutong Cave Queen's anger. After Du Mao knew that his ascension failed, at the last moment, he controlled the upper half of Liuli's body and fell in all directions. Three of the fragments were returned to the Tongye Sect's Patriarch's Mountain. Only one piece was left in the Tongye Zong's Patriarch's Hall, and the other two were taken out.

After the Yin Shen surnamed Zhao explained this top priority, he carefully handed Chen Ping'an a palm-sized yellowed sycamore leaf, saying that it was a close-by object that the Tongye Sect had taken out. If he failed to overcome the tribulation in the Ascension Realm, he would die. Put the broken pieces of glass inside. In addition, the old man also specially prepared two sets of mountain-protecting formations for Chen Ping'an, one imitating the attack sword formation of Taiping Mountain, and one imitating the Fuji Sect's mountain-protecting formation, and hired Mohist masters for this purpose. The immortal money needed to build the formation was paid by Tongye Sect. It was all Guyu money and was placed in that Wutong leaf.

It's just that Chen Ping'an still needs to find the central magic weapons of the two formations, such as the flying sword and the golden puppet. In the future, it depends on whether he will buy them with financial resources or rely on chance to find them.

Yin Shen finally said: "You must carry the Wutong leaf with you, but the old man also said that it is best to wait until you return to your hometown town before looking through the various objects inside, otherwise once you open the objects close to you, it will temporarily open the door to the small cave sky. , it is easy to reveal the secrets inside. After all, the glass fragments of Ascension Realm monks are too rare, and any Upper Five Realm monks will covet them. The old gentleman also wants me to tell you something, that golden robe, you can get it with money. The rank of a semi-immortal soldier will not be compromised."

Chen Pingan put away the sycamore leaf.

After the Yin Shen named Zhao finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

It helped the old gentleman twice and gained a lot.

Chen Pingan lay back on the floor, touched the white jade hairpin on his head, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, when the sky was slightly bright, Fan Junmao arrived as scheduled and took Chen Ping'an to the sea of ​​clouds above Old Dragon City.

The old man named Xun had been waiting outside the shop door for a long time. Before Chen Pingan could say anything, Sui Li opened the curtain on his right side and chatted with the old man outside the door for a few words.

Sui walked back to the backyard on his right.

The old man stroked his beard and nodded with a smile. Although it was not the best result, it was still pretty good. Just wait a few more years, and within a hundred years the Jade Gui Sect will have one more Nascent Soul sword cultivator who is expected to reach the fifth realm. .

Well, when the time comes, I will personally take her to Tongye Sect and visit her to see if I can do my best to rebuild the "brother" sect's ancestral hall.

Practitioners must be kind.

The rising sun is rising in the east, the rays are shining brightly, and the top of the sea of ​​clouds is breathtakingly beautiful.

When time comes, heaven and earth all work together.

Chen Ping'an's refining of the water-character seal as his first natal object did not have any major flaws except that it took a full ten days.

A mural appeared on the wall of Chen Ping'an's Xiantian Alchemy Room. A river was like a white stream, filled with mist, and flowing slowly.

At the moment of success, the golden robe on his body became lighter.

Even if Chen Pingan lets go of his courage, loosens the golden wine restriction, and allows the spiritual energy of the sea of ​​clouds to pour into the acupoints, pouring into an aperture lake on its own, the clouds are dense and the atmosphere is fresh.

Until this moment, the pure martial arts energy that had been constantly being eaten away finally broke free from the restraints. As if granted amnesty, he crazily roamed around the small world of the human body.

Chen Ping'an controlled it a little, and the true energy in his body, the lake and the several spiritual energy streams flowing into the lake, basically achieved mutual non-infringement.

Just like the civil and military courtiers in the temple of a country, they can neither complement each other nor fight to the death. They just live in peace with each other.

Late at night, Chen Pingan and Fan Junmao returned to Chenchen Pharmacy together, quietly.

The four people in the picture opened and closed their eyes and slowly fell asleep.

The black smoke from the Yin Shen named Zhao gradually disappeared into the wall.

Zheng Dafeng and Pei Qian each slept soundly.

Chen Ping'an sat on a long bench and took a sip of the alchemy elixir.

Fan Junmao stood aside and asked: "If it were you, Chen Ping'an, would you trade this sea of ​​clouds that has been with you for countless years for the throne of the Nanyue God in Aquarius Continent?"

Chen Pingan said honestly: "I don't know."

Fan Junmao, who was in a very bad mood, said angrily: "Then what do you know?!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I know I don't know."

Fan Junmao threw a long sword to Chen Pingan that had been in the arsenal nearby, and his sullen face flashed away.

In the early morning of this day, Chen Ping'an and his party left Chenchen Pharmacy and went to Xianjia Ferry to the west of Old Dragon City. They took a ferry and set off for Qingluan Kingdom, located in the southeastern territory of Aquarius Continent.

Fan Er accompanied them to the ferry, complaining that Chen Pingan must not forget the porcelain and flower wine next time they meet.

Zheng Dafeng stood alone in the empty medicine shop and looked at the word "Fu" on the wall for a while. The writing was indeed much better than the word "Spring".

In the lobby of the main house, I walked around the table that was often filled with Zhu Lian's food, and finally sat on the threshold, looking at the bench opposite the patio.

The young man sits on the bench under the eaves over there most often, and Pei Qian occasionally sits on it a few times.

Over time, it seemed to have become a small piece of territory for him.

Zheng Dafeng smoked a dry cigarette.

Scratching his head, okay, if I go back in despair this time, I will definitely get scolded by the old man.

On the ferry, Chen Pingan once again carried a long sword behind him.

The name of the sword is very interesting.

Sword Immortal.