Sword of Coming

Not long after the female crown from the Master Sword Room left, Pei Qian tiptoed out of the room with a yellow paper talisman on his forehead.

Shi Rou stood at the door of the room with a nervous look on her face. Even though she could no longer detect the slightest bit of energy from the female crown, she was still frightened.

She is a female ghost, walking around the world with swagger, but in fact, everything is dangerous. To be crowned like a monkey would only arouse ridicule, but her crooked way of occupying the magpie's nest and stealing the immortal's slender body would be disastrous once it was discovered by a great monk who was a genealogy master.

Pei Qian came to Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian and glanced at the base of the wall.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "It's just a fox hair that has lost all its spiritual energy. Why should you pick it up and make it a treasure?"

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the black fox fur in the corner that supported the fox demon's blinding magic. He twisted it between his fingers and handed it to Pei Qian, "Take it if you want."

Pei Qian hid behind Chen Pingan and asked cautiously: "Can I sell it for money?"

Zhu Lian twisted the extremely tough fox hair with his fingertips, but it failed to turn it into ashes. He was slightly surprised and stared carefully, "It's a good thing, but it's hard to have any real use. If it can be peeled off A whole piece of fox skin might be a natural robe."

Chen Ping'an reminded: "It's better to say less of this kind of thing."

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "It is indeed the old slave who made a mistake."

The movement here has obviously alerted the other two groups of demon hunters. The young master named Dugu and his group, the monks and monks, all heard the sound and rushed over and entered the courtyard with different expressions on their faces. Looking at Chen Pingan, his eyes were a little complicated. The fox demon that was supposed to show up half a month later actually showed up early. Why? And that sharp sword light, as powerful as a rainbow, frightened both parties. They never thought that the sword-wielding female crown was so highly cultivated that she could shatter the illusion of the fox demon with one sword. According to the information given by the Lion Garden before, the fox demon Erratic, no matter whether it is a formation or a magic weapon, no immortal master has been able to catch a piece of the fox demon's clothes.

Chen Ping'an described the conflict between the fox demon and the sword master Nu Guan with reservations, and the identity of the Nu Guan was not revealed.

The old man with a red fox squatting on his shoulders suddenly said: "Mr. Chen, can you sell this fox hair to me? Maybe I can take this opportunity to find some clues and dig out where the fox demon is hiding. , it’s not impossible.”

Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "What's the price?"

The old man weighed the pros and cons and said: "Fox fur has completely lost its spirituality. In fact, it is no longer worth a piece of snow."

Chen Pingan did not immediately give an explanation.

The beautiful maid behind the lonely young master has a pair of long autumn eyes, showing a slight sarcasm.

It seems that the young immortal master in front of me, who is carrying a white sheath sword and wearing a white robe, looks like a mountain man, but in fact he is very philistine. How much trouble does a fox hair cost? But she soon felt relieved. Wasn't the so-called Immortal Master of Genealogy so sanctimonious?

She followed her young master and traveled through the mountains and rivers together. What she saw along the way was in the rivers and lakes, and she went to the mountains and rivers many times to look for immortals. How many people could impress the young master? No wonder the young master would go there again and again to take advantage of the good fortune and then come back defeated.

The maid suddenly noticed that the little black girl behind the man was looking at her.

The maid smiled at Pei Qian.

Pei Qian grinned.

Chen Ping'an said to the old man: "I suddenly remembered that I also have some inferior skills. If I can use them to search for fox monsters, I won't sell them."

The old man smiled casually and said: "Everyone is here to conquer demons. Since Mr. Chen himself is useful and a gentleman does not take what others like, I will not force him."

After they left, Chen Pingan hesitated for a moment and said sternly to Pei Qian: "Do you know why Master refuses to sell that fox hair?"

Pei Qian said simply and neatly: "That man lied, deliberately lowered the price, and had evil intentions. Master has a sharp eye and saw through it at a glance. He was unhappy and did not want to cause trouble. If the fox demon secretly peeked and annoyed the fox demon in vain, we It became the target of public criticism and disrupted Master's plan. I originally wanted to watch the fire from the other side to see the scenery and drink tea, but in the end I caught fire and the small courtyard would become bloody... Master, I have said so much, there is always one The reason is right, right? Haha, isn’t it very clever?”

Zhu Lian clicked his tongue and said, "Someone wants to eat chestnuts."

Sure enough, Chen Pingan knocked down the chestnut.

Pei Qian turned around and glared at Zhu Lian, "Crow's Mouth!"

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Bullying the weak and afraid of the strong? Do you think I'm easy to bully? Do you believe I can sprinkle mud into your favorite dish?"

Pei Qian felt a little guilty, looked at Chen Pingan, and lowered his head.

From the first meeting in Lotus Flower Blessed Land to being thrown out by the stinky old Taoist, Pei Qian felt that Chen Ping'an was the person who knew her best in the world. In the words of the book, she was full of misdeeds, so she was a little scared now. .

Chen Ping'an rubbed the little guy's head and said softly: "I saw in a scholar's note that it is said in the Buddhist scriptures that everything yesterday died yesterday, and everything today lives today. Do you know what it means?"

Pei Qian raised his head and shook his head gently.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You will understand later."

Pei Qian's eyes lit up, "Master, can you carve this sentence on a small bamboo slip and give it to me? If possible, add the two sentences about Hebo Temple?"

Chen Pingan nodded and agreed, and then he rarely gave her some important advice on the trivial matter of selling or not selling fox fur for Pei Qian, "Be careful when traveling in the world. Don't be harmful to others, but if you are on guard, If people don’t have a heart, wouldn’t they be benefiting the bad guys in vain? They always pay attention to the surface of treating people with sincerity and showing their heart to everyone. Money and silk move people’s hearts, but it will only make the world more sinister. True sincerity to others, It is a very beautiful thing, but how to take good care of it without hurting others or yourself requires you to accumulate experience in the world."

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Don't be childish if you have a kind heart. An old way is not a city. These golden words are the true truth in the book."

Chen Ping'an hummed, "Zhu Lian speaks better than me, and he doesn't ramble on."

Chen Pingan took out one of the last three pots of sweet-scented osmanthus brew and handed it to Zhu Lian. At the beginning, the Fan family brought a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, but it was divided into two types. One was for Chen Pingan to drink on the way. There was a lot of it, but there was one pot and one pot along the way. Xu Yuanxia had a pot today, and Zhang Shanfeng had a pot tomorrow. Before they even reached the capital of Qingluan Kingdom, they were almost gone. The other kind is extremely rare. It is said that Mrs. Gui brewed it herself on Osmanthus Island. There are only six jars. At that time, Fan Junmao was greedy and shamelessly took one jar.

Pei Qian turned to look at Zhu Lian and asked curiously: "Which book did it say this?"

Zhu Lian laughed and said: "The book about suffering in life is the best way to teach people how to be a good person."

Pei Qian was offended the most by his master, so he sneered at Zhu Lian and said: "Then I still have a boundless sea of ​​knowledge and a bottomless book bag. Who can't make random remarks? My master said it best, there are many Got it!"

Zhu Lian shook his head and drank the wine. With good wine to drink, he no longer wanted to go to the trouble with this girl.

Chen Ping'an said to Pei Qian: "Don't agree with all the truths he said just because you are not close to Zhu Lian. Forget it, we will talk about these things later."

In the end, Chen Ping'an felt that he was too impatient to instill all the principles he thought were truth into Pei Qian at once.

Pei Qian, who has such a good memory and has memorized tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of words of sage books, is not as good as her who truly understands a sentence or two of the teachings in the book.

Zhu Lian made an unintentional remark in the Hebo Temple, which made Chen Pingan think deeply. When the sages' books were returned to the sages, Chen Pingan began to reflect on himself. Compared with real scholars, he could not read much, but compared with ordinary people in the market, he could not read much. But it’s actually not that few. If you think about it carefully, why have there been so few sage books returned to sages in recent years?

Chen Pingan sighed and said he was going to the house to practice boxing.

It's too eye-catching here in the yard.

Shirou, the female ghost in the room, was stunned when she heard the Buddhist scriptures spoken by Chen Ping'an. Finally, she sighed slightly, collected her thoughts, held her breath and concentrated, and began to breathe in and out bit by bit with a secret formula taught by Cui Dongshan. Drops, use water to refine this immortal relic.

After Chen Pingan closed the door, Pei Qian asked in a low voice: "Old cook, my master doesn't seem very happy? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Zhu Lian asked with a smile: "How about drinking? Let's share our eternal sorrow."

Pei Qian crossed his arms across his chest and said angrily: "I have already suffered a big loss with Cui Dongshan, don't even think about breaking my Taoist heart!"

Zhu Lian almost spit out his drink, "You little girl, do you have such a bad Taoist conscience?"

Pei Qian stood up, put his hands behind his back, sighed, and turned around to glance at Zhu Lian with pity, probably because he wanted to say that I am not happy to play the piano to a cow.

After Zhu Lian turned her head, he kicked Pei Qian on the buttocks. He kicked the Heitan girl so hard that she almost fell over. After a long journey through mountains and rivers and practicing martial arts, Pei Qian put his hands on the ground and turned over. , turned around after standing still, and said angrily: "Zhu Lian, why are you hurting people in the back, and don't you care about the morality of the world?! I have only been wearing new clothes for a short time!"

Zhu Lian asked: "Do you want to learn a self-created martial arts from me, called Jingzhe? With a little bit of success, you can punch out like spring thunder, let alone confront people in the world and beat their bones." Soft and soft, even if it is used to deal with monsters and demons, it is still miraculous."

Pei Qian asked, "Who are you?"

Zhu Lian didn't mind misunderstanding his good intentions, but he just didn't want to listen to this guy's nonsense. He waved his hand and said, "Gungun, go practice your crazy sword skills."

Pei Qian couldn't say anything and was a little depressed, so she went to her house to get a hiking stick and started practicing the martial arts that she had also "created". After subduing the roadside dog on the way, Her confidence soared. During this period, in addition to following Chen Pingan's six-step walking, she temporarily put aside the White Ape Back Sword Technique and the Drag Sword Technique. She only did a few perfunctory tricks occasionally, and mostly focused on attacking this extremely powerful set. Great, immediate and peerless swordsmanship.

Pei Qian enjoyed it.

Looking at Zhu Lian, who is a warrior in the Far Traveling Realm...it hurts the eyes.

Zhu Lian looked around.

Nothing unusual.

It seems that the fox demon has gained some memory after taking that magic sword blow.

In the two rooms of the small courtyard, Shi Rou is using the soul of a female ghost and the remains of an immortal to practice the superior secret method taught by Cui Dongshan.

Chen Ping'an walked upside down on the heaven and earth poles, with only one finger stretched out on both hands.

At the same time, his mind was immersed in the "water mansion" where the water seal was refined.

According to Cui Dongshan's explanation, the Biyou Mansion jade slip that had strange phenomena when it was being refined in the sea of ​​clouds above Old Dragon City was most likely a precious relic from the Dadu Dragon Palace in ancient times, condensed from the water essence of Dadu At that time, Cui Dongshan laughed and said that the goddess who buried the river water was quite gentlemanly in distributing wealth. As for the words engraved on the jade slips, they finally connected with the refiner Chen Ping'an. When he had a thought, they came into being and turned into little people wearing green clothes, shouldering the jade. Jane entered Chen Ping'an's Qi Mansion and helped Chen Ping An draw the door god on the "mansion gate", and drew a line of great water on the wall of the Qi Mansion, which was a once-in-a-lifetime blessing.

Even a proud and arrogant person like Cui Dongshan has to admit that unless the two students are sincere and sincere, even if he, the student, worked hard and planned every possible way to refine the golden bile in the Sui Dynasty, the second natal object, The quality is very difficult to match the first watermark.

Regarding these, Chen Ping'an is naturally open-minded. If I gain something, I will be lucky, but if I lose it, I will die.

But amidst this illusory gain and loss, Chen Ping'an still likes one of the four plaques at his hometown Crab House. The four words on it, don't ask for it from outside.

When praying to gods and Buddhas, you must first sincerely pray for yourself, and then talk about destiny.

After drinking the small medicinal wine in the sword-raising gourd and taking care of himself along the way, Chen Ping'an has now recovered more than half, and his martial arts cultivation is almost equivalent to the level before the battle between Ouhua Blessed Land and Ding Ying.

After writing the inscription on the wall of the Hebo Temple, Chen Ping'an vaguely discovered that the acupoint in his body, which was like a water palace, seemed to have some kind of reaction. The speed of the water in Dadu increased a little, and the mist rose and enveloped the water. Occasionally, it even flowed. The "water channel" overflows and fills the Qi Palace, but is blocked at the water palace gate. It returns to the water channel on the wall and calms down.

So today, Chen Ping'an tried to take a closer look using the superficial "inside view" method on the mountain.

He never thought that as a master, he could not even enter the mansion. For a moment, the pure energy bred by the martial artist was fierce, and he probably had the meaning of "the master humiliates his minister to death", and wanted to fight for Chen Ping'an's injustice. , Chen Pingan certainly did not dare to let this "fire dragon" break in, otherwise it would be his own family smashing the door of his own courtyard. This is also the key to why the world's masters can do it, but are unwilling to practice both.

Chen Ping'an almost fell to the ground just to appease the fire dragon, so he had to replace his fingers with his fists.

After moving the fire dragon to another "post road", his breathing improved slightly. At the same time, the two door gods on the door of the house, controlled by the little jade slip characters in green clothes, quickly opened the door to Chen Ping'an. Chen Ping'an made an unbearable apology by bowing to him. After "Chen Ping'an" entered with a little inner vision, he was in a different world and felt astonished. It was even worse than when he first saw the Lion Park surrounded by mountains.

The jade slips that were successfully refined before the water-character seal were suspended in the alchemy chamber, while the water-character seal was hovering higher up.

Those little guys in green are still diligently repairing various parts of the house, and some of them are slightly larger, like the master of painting, squatting on the wall beside the water, painting the rudiments of waves.

Not only that, after some water mist with impure texture poured into the mansion from the gate, most of it slowly dispersed on its own. Each time, only a tiny bit as thin as a hair flew into the "splash" written by the little man in green. Once it flew, When you enter, the water splash will have air and signs of flow. It's just that most of these cute little guys in green clothes on the wall have nothing to do. They actually painted many waves and water veins, but only a handful of them are alive.

So when they saw Chen Ping'an by the water, they all looked a little aggrieved, as if saying that a clever woman can't make a meal without rice, so you should absorb and refine more spiritual energy.

Chen Ping'an knew that the bridge of longevity was broken and his bones were severely damaged, which made the water from the source of this water house too scarce, and the refining speed was far from what a genius could be. The two combined, adding insult to injury, made these The boy in green could only waste his time and was unable to get busy. Chen Pingan had no choice but to withdraw from the mansion in shame.

After "Chen Pingan" walked out of the water mansion, several of the largest boys in green gathered together and whispered.

Chen Ping'an did not interrupt the method of inner vision, but began to follow the trajectory of the fire dragon and began to "walk" in his mind.

The spiritual consciousness is as small as a mustard seed, but the fire dragon formed by the condensed pure energy can move hundreds of miles in an instant. "Chen Ping'an" is walking on the meridian path, which can be said to be a thousand miles away. Although he knows where the fire dragon is, he can't catch up.

However, this also has something to do with the fact that Chen Ping'an was poked by the sword-swallowing boat at the moment. Otherwise, he could still have a little inspiration and control the infuriating fire dragon to swim back. Maybe he could also serve as a mount and patrol around the world.

Finally, "Chen Pingan" returned to the door of Shuifu, sat cross-legged, and began to temper his spiritual energy.

Diligence can make up for clumsiness.

Chen Pingan is good at this, very good at it.

Chen Ping'an still doesn't know how much recognition it is to have A Liang say, "All methods are inseparable from one's sect, and practicing boxing is also practicing swordsmanship."

There are thousands of warriors in the world, but Chen Ping'an is the only one in the world.

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A young girl is waiting in a beautiful embroidery building in her boudoir.

The haggard girl was like a withered flower. With the support of her personal maid, she sat in front of the dressing mirror. Although she looked pitifully ill, her eyes were still bright and lively. As long as there were thoughts and hopes in her heart, people would be happy. There is life.

This poor person is none other than Liu Qingqing, the youngest daughter of Mr. Liu. According to the family tree, Old Minister Liu belongs to the Jing generation, while Liu Qingqing's generation belongs to the Qing generation.

Although the eldest sister Liu Qingya is married, she and her husband are now stranded in the Lion Garden due to the consequences of her younger sister.

The second brother Liu Qingshan used to come back often to talk to her, but it has been a long time since he came here to visit her. The girl had the best relationship with this second sister, so she was a little sad.

The third brother, Liu Qingyu, often comes here to play, but he is too noisy because of his young age. She is now weak. This lively brother is a master who can't stop his hands and feet. She is afraid that if he is not careful, he will break and destroy him again. A certain beloved object really gave her a headache.

The maid was Zhao Ya, the daughter of the old housekeeper. The girl with a few freckles on the tip of her nose. Seeing that her young lady was so strong, Zhao Ya, who had been serving the young lady since she was a child, endured the grief in her heart and tried her best to say something comforting. In words, for example, the young lady looks much better today. Now that the weather is getting warmer, the young lady can go out and walk around tomorrow.

When Zhao Ya went upstairs, she brought a bucket of hot water and made an appointment to wash Miss Liu Qingqing's hair today.

Liu Qingqing sat on the stool, raised her arm and touched her thin cheek, and said to Zhao Ya: "Ya'er, let them come today. Take a rest and read a passage to me."

Zhao Ya let out a small sigh and tiptoed to open the small door of an exquisite birdcage on the desk.

Although the chatter inside seemed lively, the voices were actually so subtle that the young lady would not be disturbed at ordinary times.

It is said to be a birdcage, but in addition to the style of keeping birds, it is actually built like a shrunken attic. This is a special "luancage" in the capital that almost every lady in the Qingluan Kingdom has, and it is used to raise perching animals. , is not a bird, but many kinds of small and exquisite spirits. She looks like a dragonfly but has the head and face of a woman. She is born close to clean water and likes to comb women's hair with her small claws. She is extremely careful and can Helping women moisturize their hair will never cause them to develop premature hair.

The flower and butterfly spirits known as eyebrow thrushes can draw beautiful black eyebrows for women as long as they create a set of micro-carving brushes and show them various eyebrow makeup styles.

There is also a little spirit who likes to eat rouge. She has the body of a bird with claws, arms, and a pair of wings. She can carefully apply rouge to a woman, making her more glamorous than doing it herself.

When the maid Zhao Ya opened the door, dozens of charming wild flowers and plants living in the Luanlong attic flew out in an orderly manner and began to groom and dress up their master Liu Qingqing, showing great familiarity.

Zhao Ya was flipping through a book on the side, with a soft voice, reading to his young lady a collection of poems that had recently become popular in the Qingluan Kingdom.

With a creak, the door opened, but no one walked in.

Zhao Ya sighed inwardly, pretending that nothing happened, and continued reading the landscape poem in the book.

The breeze blew across the pages of the book, and soon a handsome young man in a black robe stood behind the girl. He used his fingers to gently flick the girl to wash Liu Qingqing's hair.

The girl didn't turn around and looked up, she smiled and said, "Here he comes."

The fox demon who made the Lion Garden jump all over the place had a charming smile, "The world hurts people, but it only hurts my wife."

Liu Qingqing shook her head gently.

The fox demon whispered: "Don't move, be careful of water splashing on you."

Liu Qingqing sat still, tilted her head, and let the handsome young man help her comb her black hair. His gentle movements made her feel at ease.

The fox demon helped Liu Qingqing wash her hair, apply rouge, and draw eyebrows from beginning to end.

Finally, they sat shoulder to shoulder, and Liu Qingqing asked softly: "I heard from Ya'er that another group of people came to the house."

The fox demon who claimed to be Mr. Qing smiled and said: "I can't tell the difference. It may be more difficult than that Taoist Sister of the Magic Blade, but it doesn't matter. Even if the Nascent Soul Immortal comes here, I can come and go freely. It will definitely not be uncommon." A girly side."

Liu Qingqing's face turned red, and she turned to Zhao Ya and said, "Ya'er, go downstairs and watch for me first. No outsiders are allowed to go upstairs."

Zhao Ya nodded, closed the book, closed the small door of the luan cage, and went downstairs.

Liu Qingqing pricked up her ears, and after making sure Zhao Ya was far away, she asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lang, can we really stay together for a long time?"

The fox demon stretched out a finger, gently caressed the girl's eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Of course, it lasts forever, far more than a hundred years."

Liu Qingqing looked sad, "But what about my father and what about the Lion Park?"

The fox demon said confidently: "I have already said that as long as your father agrees to our marriage, he will be my father-in-law from now on. How can I treat the Lion Garden badly?"

Liu Qingqing lay softly in his arms, closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, "I just ask you, sir, not to betray me."

The fox demon lowered his head and stared at the slightly less haggard face, and said with a smile: "The world knows that fox demons are infatuated. Why are there so many foxes and rabbits in the tombs in the world? Isn't it just foxes guarding spiritual rabbits?"

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When Chen Pingan slowly opened his eyes, he found that he had put his palms on the ground, and the sky outside the window was already dark.

He patted the ground lightly, turned his body upside down, stood calmly, pushed the door open, and found Zhu Lian sleeping soundly beside the table in the courtyard, with the moon and stars above his head.

Zhu Lian stood up with a smile and explained: "The young master is in a state of great success similar to the Taoist record of 'getting carried away'. I don't dare to disturb you. I haven't dared to disturb you for the past two days. For this reason, Pei Qian even sparred with me three times and gave me some advice." The slave was forced into the house, and tonight she stepped on the chair again and looked at the young master's house from the window for a long time, just waiting for the light in the young master's house to turn on, but she couldn't wait, and Pei Qian actually fell asleep not long ago. "

Chen Ping'an was surprised: "Two days have passed?"

Zhu Lian smiled and nodded.

Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian sat down together and said with emotion: "No wonder it is said that people in the mountains practice Taoism, and a period of time is just a snap of the fingers."

Zhu Lian said: "That's true. Our martial arts are still good. We practice boxing, eat and sleep. When we wake up, we open our eyes and kill people."

Chen Ping'an just pretended that he had never heard of anyone killing someone with his eyes open, and asked, "Has there been any movement in the Lion Park recently?"

Zhu Lian shook his head and said with a smile: "The clouds are clear and the wind is gentle, and the flowers are full and the moon is full. It's just that I am destined to miss the debate on Buddhism and Taoism in the capital that is very close at hand. I feel a little pity for the young master."

Chen Ping'an said seriously: "If you yearn for the grand event in the capital... you won't be able to leave the Lion Garden. It won't be possible without you, Zhu Lian, to hold the battle."

Zhu Lian climbed up the pole, shook the few osmanthus brewing pots left in his hands, and smiled so hard that he frowned, "Then the young master will reward you with another pot? After drinking the osmanthus brewing, you can drink the lion garden again." The wine is as good as water."

Chen Pingan refused: "Don't bother with my sweet-scented osmanthus brew. There are only two pots left and I can't bear to drink it myself."

Zhu Lian sighed and said: "Good times, beautiful scenery, good wine and beautiful people, this is difficult to do in ancient times."

Chen Ping'an got down to business, "A house that has accumulated good deeds for generations must be protected by virtue. This is not a lie. If I guessed correctly, the feng shui of this lion garden is very good, and the Liu family has a good family style, so a little incense man should be born. There will also be a tugong who protects me. It's a pity that I don't have Cui Dongshan's cultivation and magical power, so I can't order the tudigong to break out of the earth. Otherwise, I can know more about the fox demon."

Zhu Lian glanced at the main room and said, "Old slave, go ask Shi Rou?"

Chen Ping'an wondered: "If she could do it, wouldn't she hide it on purpose?"

Zhu Lian glanced at Chen Pingan and drank the last sip of the sweet-scented osmanthus wine. "Let me say something offensive. The young master may do the worst to the people around him. He generally has an estimate. But when it comes to character, it is still It's too optimistic. It's not as clear-eyed and meticulous as the young master's students. Of course, this is because the young master has a very good conduct and is a gentleman."

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, nodded and said, "Then I'll ask Shi Rou tomorrow. I still have some ability to judge whether other people's words are true or false."

Zhu Lian shook his head and smiled: "Why tomorrow? What's going on now? The young master is her master, and he has been given a great favor, but she still can't ask a few questions? If you only look at Shi Rou with the eyes of an old slave, it's like an infatuated man looking at a beauty. , Of course you have to be compassionate and cherish the jade. To put it seriously, it is a sin. But young master, you see, she shouldn’t be so soft-hearted. What Shi Rou did was to not go to the house for three days. You need to know that there are many people who are not enlightened in the world. He is a person who fears power but not morality. He is not as good as Mr. Pei Qianyuan, his disciple."

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh and said: "The sun is out in the west, and you can even say something nice about Pei Qian."

Zhu Lian said with emotion: "The bad is pure, the good is pure, such an interesting little guy, I can't hate him."

The door to the main room opened and Shi Rou appeared.

She came to the two of them and took the initiative to say: "Mr. Cui did teach me a magical power that can command the land, but I'm worried that too much movement will make the fox demon feel fearful and murderous?"

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "The reason is valid, but I want to ask two things earlier. First, are you more worried about who is being targeted by the fox demon? Is it you Shi Rou yourself, or is it you?" There are three of us. Secondly, since we know this side sect and can command the land, we don’t have to do anything, but why not say it first?”

Zhu Lian smiled and fanned the flames, "hit the point."

Shi Rou's eyes wandered uncertainly.

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "You and I know this very well, and we won't do it again. If it happens again, I will ask you to get out of this skin and return to the talisman again. Once the sixty-year period is up, you can still regain your freedom." .”

Shi Rou's eyes were cold.

Zhu Lian took out a brocade bag from his sleeve with a playful smile. After opening it, he took out a small piece of origami folded into the shape of a paper horse. "Mr. Cui gave me this thing before he left. He said that one day his husband would do it because of Shi Rou." When he got angry, he took out this thing and asked him to say a good word for Shi Rou. By the way, Miss Shi Rou, Mr. Cui told me to give it to you to read first. The content above, whether to say it or not, Shi Rou It’s up to the girl to make her own decision.”

Zhu Lian stood aside and watched, but he already had murderous intentions in his heart, and he did not hide it from Shi Rou at all.

Even if the gentleman shows kindness without intending to repay it, it is difficult to guarantee a good result, because the villain wants to fight for his kindness.

This female ghost who has received a great blessing from heaven may not have a bad mind. She may not have been a good-natured creature. It's just that all the subtleties in the human heart are like mustard seeds. Once they are magnified by external objects, certain flaws will become bigger. Like a dustpan.

The mismatch of virtue is the root cause of Guangsha's downfall.

Shi Rou's mind was ups and downs, but after opening the paper horse, her body trembled slightly.

Shi Rou clenched her fists, clenched the note in her hand, and said to Chen Ping'an in a trembling voice: "I know you are wrong. I will call out the Earth God for my master now, and ask what happened?"

Regarding Shi Rou's abrupt change, Chen Ping'an was not very angry. He nodded and said: "The fox demon has already been here. The provocation comes first. It doesn't matter if you order the Earth God to come out."

Shi Rou put the note away in her sleeves, then stepped on her feet and made seals with her hands. As she walked, a line of shining golden light shot out from the center of Du Mao's immortal-like eyebrows and the Yongquan point on the soles of her feet. With a touch of evil spirit, Shi Rou silently recited the last line of the formula in his heart: "Blow the tip of the staff with your mouth to make thunder, and stamp the roots of the five mountains with one foot." Finally, he stamped the ground heavily, and the ancient talisman pattern flashed on the ground of the small courtyard. .

Shi Rou took a deep breath and took a few steps back.

Then the ground in front of her rippled like water, and then a ragged old woman suddenly jumped out and rolled to the ground. She saw that the old woman was wearing a green willow ring on her head, and her neck, wrists and ankles were bound by five black ropes. , making five deep marks.

The old woman couldn't stand up and curled up on the ground. She raised her head and looked at Shi Rou who had pulled her out of the cage, and begged: "I beg this immortal master with great supernatural powers to save the Lion Garden!"

Shi Rou looked cold and said, "You worshiped the wrong Bodhisattva."

The old woman wearing a willow ring on her head turned her neck. With a slight movement, the rope around her neck tightened a little, but she didn't care at all. Finally she saw the young man in white with a sword on his back, "Xiao Xianshi, please hurry up and save Liu Jingting's life." The youngest daughter, Liu Qingqing, is now casting sorcery on the fox demon. She is obsessed with it. She is not really infatuated with the fox demon! This big demon is not only profound in morals, but also extremely vicious in his methods. He wants to absorb all the incense of the Liu family. Transferring literary fortune to Liu Qingqing is an illegal and rebellious act. How can Liu Qingqing, a girl of an ordinary wife, be able to withstand this..."

The old woman had been choked by the shrinking black rope and was unable to speak. Only a green willow leaf in the wicker wreath above her head withered and withered, and the old woman's complexion improved slightly.

Chen Pingan was still not in a hurry to cut off the "demon-binding ropes" and asked: "But I know that the fox demon lineage respects the word love the most, and the road is inseparable from this word. Since that fox demon is already an earthly immortal, Liu, logically speaking, you shouldn't act so erratically, so what's the explanation?"

The old woman from this land shook her head and said: "I don't dare to deceive the immortal master. I don't know why, and I can't understand it. But the feng shui changes in the Lion Garden cannot be faked! The Liu family's descendants were originally the most promising to shine. The second son of Liu Jingting, the son of Menlin, has completely cut off his official career. However, the Liu family has great ancestral shadow and moral virtue, and their ancestors were lucky enough to work underground. Liu Qingshan should not suffer this unreasonable disaster..."

The old woman was unable to speak again, and another willow leaf withered and disappeared into thin air.

Chen Ping'an and Zhu Lian looked at each other, and the latter nodded slightly, indicating that the old woman was not doing anything.

He swung the sword gourd, but only the white rainbow-like flying sword Chuyi came out, cutting off the five ropes that bound the old woman one by one.

The sword spirit left three pieces of the Dragon-Slaying Platform, and gave two of them to the two young ancestors on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. Finally, the thin sword-sharpening stone was left and was sold to Sui Youyou.

The sharpness of the two flying swords now far exceeds those in the past.

If the old woman was granted amnesty, she stood up tremblingly and said with tears of gratitude: "I was an old man with dim eyesight before. I am here to pay my respects to Senior Sword Immortal!"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "You don't have to be so polite."

The old woman suddenly knelt down and burst into tears and said: "I beg Senior Sword Immortal to quickly do justice for Heaven. Since Senior is able to survive, and has a great master retinue, he is also a Sword Immortal who can defeat all kinds of magic with one sword, and saved the Lion Garden. Just a casual move..."

Chen Pingan was about to speak.

The old woman raised her head and stared at him with a sad look on her face, "The seven generations of the Liu family are all loyal and good people. Do you want to watch this scholarly family be destroyed in front of your eyes? Do you want that big monster to go unpunished?!"

Zhu Lian frowned. The old woman and the man who delivered the incense generally wanted the same thing, but the way they went about it was completely different.

Shi Rou was also unhappy.

In this matter, the rickety old man and the skeletal beauty are exactly the same.

The old woman kowtowed ten times, then raised her head again and stared at Chen Ping'an, "I beg the Sword Immortal to take action, turn the tide and kill the big demon! The Liu family's children will definitely remember this great kindness, and will pay incense to the Sword Immortal for generations to come!"

Zhu Lian's face was gloomy, and when he was about to speak, Chen Pingan waved his hand to him.

Chen Pingan reached out to help the old woman, "Get up and talk."

But the old woman pushed Chen Ping'an's arm away, and then continued to kowtow, "If Senior Sword Immortal doesn't take action, his old and feeble body will not be regrettable, so he will kowtow until he dies."

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to squat down and be silent, trying to think of something to say.

Zhu Lian stood on the spot, rubbing the ground with his toes, wanting to kick the old woman away and smash her body into pieces. Not to mention the people of the land, they were just some low-ranking landscape gods, even those who were not as good as the territory. The Five Sacred Gods of a small country with only one dynasty and one state would probably not be able to withstand the kicks of an eighth-level martial artist once he was bullied by Zhu Lian.

Shi Rou first behaved disdainfully at the old woman, then sneered and glanced at Chen Pingan, who seemed helpless.

I thought this was the trouble you, Chen Pingan, brought upon yourself.

Almost at the same time, the squatting Chen Ping'an and the standing Zhu Lian turned their heads to look at the eaves, where the female French swordswoman wearing a fishtail crown stood tall there again.

She glanced at the local god whose rope was cut off by the flying sword, and sneered: "The frog in the well is so vulgar, no wonder he couldn't save a closely related lion garden."

She glanced at the vermilion wine gourd, raised her arm, put her fingers together, and wiped it in front of her eyes. Like the god overlooking the world, it turned into a pair of golden eyes and suddenly said: "It turns out to be a top-grade sword-raising gourd." , so I can easily cut off those tattered ropes."

Chen Pingan asked: "Only killing monsters, not saving people?"

The female champion from other continents asked: "Otherwise?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Then I'll save people, and you just kill the monsters."

The female crown master in the swordsman's room hesitated for a moment, "This is the best."

The old woman was overjoyed when she heard this. She still knelt down, straightened her waist and grabbed Chen Ping'an's arm, full of ardent expectations, "Senior Sword Immortal, go to the embroidery building to save people now, I will lead the way for you."

This time, Chen Ping'an didn't need help. The old woman almost grabbed him to stand up and was about to drag him towards the courtyard door. However, she found that the young swordsman was standing there, motionless, so she frowned, "Master Immortal, why don't you Set out? Saving people is like putting out fire. If it’s too late..."

Chen Ping'an's face remained normal, and he explained in a gentle voice: "I still have disciples who need to wake up and stay with me, otherwise the fox demon may take the opportunity to come in. And if I want to privately board the embroidery tower of Liu Qingqing's boudoir, I always need to Let someone tell Mr. Liu, these two things do not need to waste too much time..."

Before Chen Pingan could finish speaking, the old woman hurriedly complained: "Senior Sword Immortal, you are from the mountain. Why bother with these red tapes? Just leave one person to take care of the disciples. As for Liu Jingting, even the family is about to be destroyed. Do you still care?" What are you doing? If you tell him later that you have saved his daughter, that nerd will only be grateful and how dare you care about such trivial matters!"

Zhu Lian looked at the old woman's profile.

Zhu Lian lowered his back hand and made a fist with a rattling sound.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked: "Have you ever heard that a gentleman will not save you?"

The old woman was dumbfounded and a little scared.

But Chen Ping'an's next move made the old woman, whose heart was in her throat, breathe a sigh of relief.

Let Zhu Lian explain the matter to Liu Jingting quickly.

Let Shi Rou wake up Pei Qian.

Chen Ping'an gently wiped the dust on the old woman's sleeves. When he lowered his head, he said softly: "I need to save the old woman, please relax. I just hope that the Lion Garden can escape this disaster. If something similar happens, we can do what we can." Save me."

We arrived at the bottom of the embroidered building.

Zhu Lian had returned and nodded to indicate that Liu Shilang had agreed.

Chen Ping'an climbed up the stairs.

The confused Pei Qian just followed behind him, with a yellow paper talisman on his forehead. As long as he followed his master, he wasn't too afraid.

Shi Rou followed closely behind.

Zhu Lian stood at the bottom, not moving for a while, just looking at Chen Ping'an's back as he climbed higher.

The rickety old man raised his neck and scratched his head, feeling that Mr. Cui's husband was walking a little too high.