Sword of Coming

There is an emerald-green bamboo raft parked on the copper-green lake. Yuan Xuan, a young man from Sanlang Temple, is still fishing. This time there are no outsiders, so it is more leisurely and casual. The female martial arts retinue and the old man who cultivates the golden elixir sword each hold a fishing rod. pole.

The young man had just returned here not long ago, and he was a little disappointed. The young ranger who was said to have made a big name in Ghost Valley was not here.

Yuan Xuan glanced at the still lake, turned around and asked: "Sister Fan, Grandpa Liu, didn't you say that man is a pure martial artist? Why does everyone in Qinglu Town say that he is a warrior with a difficult state?" The sword cultivators who are testing each other are just guessing whether they have reached the golden elixir realm, or whether they are a hidden and terrifying Nascent Soul Sword Immortal?"

The woman named Fan looked embarrassed, "She should be a martial artist."

The old man wanted to be more knowledgeable and said with a smile: "The guesses of Xiaofan and the monks in Qinglu Town are actually not necessarily wrong. There are some weirdos in the world who are indeed both Qi practitioners and pure martial artists. It's just that these kind of heavenly beings are The prouder, the later they get, the less likely they are to succeed. For example, if a martial artist has reached the Far Traveling Realm, or if a Taoist has finally reached the Yuanying Realm, there will be huge troubles unless he has great perseverance and great determination. Don’t be afraid to abandon one of the paths decisively, otherwise it will be extremely difficult to truly reach the top, and you will just be fighting with yourself, and both paths will end at a dead end.”

Yuan Xuan was speechless and said: "If it is true that the legendary Far Traveling Realm martial artist is only one step away from the mountain top realm, and he can possess the magic and magical powers of the Nascent Soul monk, wouldn't he have to defeat the invincible opponent across the entire continent?"

"Invincible? Still far from it."

The old man smiled and shook his head and said: "An ordinary Jade-level immortal, as long as he is not a sword cultivator, will really have a headache against such a rare freak. But if he is a sword immortal or an Immortal-level monk, he will be able to handle it with ease. .”

Yuan Xuan's thoughts were so intense that he jumped thousands of miles away and asked with a smile: "Grandpa Liu, you are a swordsman, so tell me why monks in the world have so many weapons. You are the only ones who are so powerful with swords and are known as the most lethal ones? Grandpa Liu, don’t fool me. I know that sword cultivators earn the most money, and we are the ones who practice the innate sword embryos. There is only one spirit in a thousand, and these two reasons are not the whole reason."

The old man laughed and said: "This is a very old almanac."

The old man stopped talking and raised his hand to point high above his head.

Yuan Xuan took a look and nodded. The young man from Sanlang Temple who liked to ask questions the most did not ask any more questions this time and started fishing quietly.

But Yuan Xuan was still a little itchy. After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out three fingers to the old man.

The old man shook his head, stretched out his hand again, and pointed to a higher place.

Yuan Xuan put away two fingers, leaving only one.

The old man smiled and still shook his head.

Yuan Xuan finally began to fish with peace of mind.

On the contrary, it was a female martial artist who was older than the boy. She was confused and confused, and she didn't understand what the old man and the young man were talking about.

Half an hour later, there was still no fish caught.

Yuan Xuan threw a handful of bait into the lake. There were veins in the water. It looked like the lake was calm, but in fact, there was a lot of detail underneath. The young man was not just throwing it around casually. He asked casually: "I heard that the old turtle over there in the Heihe River has been raised. A pair of golden turtles that have lived for at least 1,500 years. Grandpa Liu, if I tell Uncle Du, can we kill them and buy them with money from that old turtle?"

The old man explained patiently: "Unless you kill it, you are destined to not be able to buy such spiritual objects. But the old turtle can live in this ghost valley for so long. It is extremely difficult to kill it successfully, unless It was Sect Leader Zhu who took action personally, otherwise if he hid deep in the old dragon cave, he would be hard to find, and even your Uncle Du would be helpless."

Yuan Xuan lamented, "Forget about killing. I won't do it even if I can. All things are born with their own reasons. People who practice are just going against the current and committing murder again. I always feel that it is not a good thing. I really don't know those military strategists. Monk, how come you can kill people without blinking an eye, and how can you avoid any karma?"

The old man smiled and said: "As long as it can become a sect and a sect, it will naturally have its own great roots, and it will be able to stand firm in this world."

Yuan Xuan scratched his head and said bitterly: "Grandpa Liu, our three fish floats are more stable than that door god, each one is more stable than the other."

The old man laughed.

The woman also laughed out loud.

Du Wensi stood at the door of the inn in the north of Qinglu Town.

The woman who was born in Tongfu City but grew up here is no stranger to the Golden Pill monk of the Pi Ma Sect. Du Wensi is known for his gentlemanly demeanor, so the woman in charge of the inn door is not formal. Seeing Du Wensi Wen Si stood at the door for a long time and then asked curiously: "Master Du Xian, are you waiting for someone?"

Du Wensi shook his head and smiled: "It's stuffy inside, come out and take a breath."

The woman was speechless, and soon remembered something. Master Du Xian was like this last time, standing alone at the door in a daze.

A few years ago, there was a very high-level young female crown who acted domineeringly. Instead of entering the Ghost Valley from the Archway Tower, she directly split the sky with a sword. After she appeared, she turned around and left again. After splitting the legendary indestructible barrier of heaven and earth twice more, the last time happened to be not far from Qinglu Town. The female crown finally stopped, landed in Qinglu Town, and then checked into this inn. , it happened that Master Du Xian was entertaining guests, and then Sect Master Lian Zhu came.

The few times she trespassed into the Ghost Valley, she attracted several heroic spirits to intercept and kill her.

The last time, he was struck by the sect master, but the female crown took it hard.

Moreover, the sect leader Zhu Quan only made a symbolic demonstration and did not put in all his efforts.

After some words, Zhu Quan went straight back to the thatched hut and allowed the female crown to enter the country. This was regarded as passing the Pima Sect level.

The foreign girl stayed at the inn for only one day. When she left, she still broke the sky with a sword, very arrogant and unreasonable.

However, he was a little more reserved than when he came here. He first took his sword to the sky above a city in the north, and then broke through the restrictions of heaven and earth and left freely.

Then Master Du Xian stood at the door for a long time. He asked him the same answer as before. He felt stuffy inside and wanted to take a breath.

Master Du Xian is really a gentleman, he can't even lie.

Later, I heard from the fairy guests in the inn that the nüguan who traveled here was a female cultivator from Tongyezhou, and she met a monastic genius named Liu Jinglong on the other side of the Toli Mountain. She was a genius among geniuses. , even she, the little casual cultivator who was the gatekeeper, had heard of Liu Jinglong's famous name. He and the female crown prince from other continents had a big fight on that mountain, and both sides suffered losses.

A plain-looking woman with a sword came slowly from the street.

The female janitor quickly held her breath and concentrated until the man approached the inn, and called the sect master in a trembling voice.

The woman with the sword smiled and nodded in return.

Then he called Du Wensi and said they wanted to go for a walk together.

Du Wensi walked side by side with the sect leader Zhu Quan.

Zhu Quan smiled and teased: "Okay, then Huang Ting said that when she returns south, she will come to Qinglu Town again, but whether and when she comes, you can wait at the gate to decide Are you waiting?"

Du Wensi's face turned slightly red.

Zhu Quan continued: "I heard that the young swordsman who made a big fuss has moved into a small town to live?"

Du Wensi nodded and said, "I just came back from Tongfu City and stayed at our inn to the south."

Zhu Quan smiled and said: "This guy is very interesting. The first time the Goddess Riding a Deer left the scroll, she was running towards him. For some reason, she failed. I don't know who didn't take a fancy to whom, but in the end the Goddess Riding a Deer followed him. As the youngest sect leader in the history of Beiju Luzhou, this little girl actually stole my reputation. If I had met her somewhere else instead of in this ghost valley, I would definitely have a discussion with her. If I win, God knows and the earth knows that I know and she knows. If I lose, there is no need for her to release the news, I will tell the world myself and make her famous."

Du Wensi smiled knowingly.

This is the temper of his sect leader.

Zhu Quan suddenly said: "Baojing Mountain was completely destroyed. The fight was very noisy, but I didn't have the shame to peek, so I didn't know the specific process. That young man, as you said, is the one Yang Rentu, who ranked at the bottom, seems to have got the opportunity of Baojing Mountain. In any case, since he is not causing trouble everywhere in Guixi Valley, he can get the treasure and return. But the land of Jixiao Mountain in Peeling Mountain , just because of this young man who entered the town and a scholar of unknown origin, the two of them joined forces and turned them upside down. Guaiguai, with great abilities and higher plans, played with all the monsters in his hands. In the end, guess what?”

Du Wensi smiled bitterly and said: "Sect Master, how could I have guessed this."

Zhu Quan said helplessly: "You have such a boring temperament. No wonder you are still a bachelor now. I am not telling you. If you meet that person named Huang Ting again, you will speak up if you like him. If he wants to leave, you will kneel down and kowtow. You are so shameless." What does it matter? After I deceived you, how do you need someone to teach you how to clean up your wife in bed and under the bed? I don’t believe it. Even if your kid can’t beat her under the bed, you still... forget it in bed. , since ancient times, men have been unable to beat women in bed. Well, in this case, she is right to look down on you. I originally wanted to be the matchmaker, but now it seems that I’d better avoid it. It’s still strange. You kid is so stupid. Why don't you reach the Nascent Soul Realm? How fun is it to crawl around in the Golden Core Realm? You really think you are a relative of that old turtle. Then why don't you marry him? Where is the turtle’s daughter?”

Du Wensi's face turned red. He wanted to dig a hole in the ground and get down. He became angry and said: "Sect Master!"

"Okay, okay, okay, let's stop poking at your heart. I'm worried about your cultivation. You always say that I, the sect leader, am lazy. I'm just about to give you some snacks. Look, you're not happy again. After all, What do you want to do?"

Du Wensi began to rub his face with his hands.

Zhu Quan patted Du Wensi on the shoulder, "My condolences, I advise you to give up on this idea. Then Huang Ting comes back to our Qinglu Town. Don't ask me to help you knock her out and make that uncooked rice." Although I am the sect master of you melon boys, I am not your father and mother after all. But Wensi, I think you are more pleasing to the eye than Yang Lin after all. Please call me mother. Give it a try, maybe I, the sect leader and mother, will change my mind at the last minute."

Even though Du Wensi was such a good-tempered person, the corners of his mouth began to twitch.

Zhu Quan burst out laughing. She couldn't hold back her laughter for a long time, but she finally stopped it. Then she muttered "Damn it," and she almost split her mouth from laughing. She's just average-looking. How can she have smooth skin and tender flesh in the future? Handsome little husband.

Du Wensi had no choice but to remind: "Sect Master, can we get back to business?"

"Why is your life-long event no longer a serious matter?"

Zhu Quan coughed, nodded and said: "The old monk from Dayuanyue Temple and the Taoist priest from Xiaoxuandu Temple have both left that peach forest. As for where they are going, I still follow the old rules and don't go there. But do the math. , plus the young sect leader of the Liuxia Boat, the deer-riding goddess, and the stinky bastard who cast the net twice to collect the flying sword, as well as the sudden appearance of Pu Chun, plus the imminent moves of the big cities in the middle of the Ghost Valley, and each other Goulian, Wensi, what do you think this means?"

Du Wensi shook his head and sighed: "Sect Master, you know that I have never been good at these plans and calculations."

Zhu Quan nodded heavily, seemingly very pleased, and slapped Du Wensi staggering, "Very good, just like me, the sect leader, but I can see the excitement!"

When they reached the end of the street, Zhu Quan turned around and walked back to the inn.

Du Wensi turned around.

Zhu Quan was speechless. He walked to the door of the inn and slowly said: "You are at the critical moment when the golden elixir bottleneck is about to be broken, so as soon as the fight starts, you can run back to the ancestral hall without any hesitation. Maybe that The old guy who squats on the ferry and drinks the wind all year round, and everything else is bullshit, except that our Pima Sect needs to change to a leader who can use his brain, which is right. So others died in the battle, even me It’s nothing inside. Monk of the Pima Sect, you still have to take this responsibility. Only you, Du Wensi, should die in this smoky ghost valley. It’s best not to die in the Skeleton Beach. Die in the north, further north. That’s good.”

Du Wensi shook his head, "Sect Master, I can't do this. I run away from the battlefield and retreat without a fight. I, Du Wensi, will never do it even if I risk my life and my road..."

Zhu Quan suddenly pushed Du Wensi's head with a gentle palm. She looked calm and said in an indifferent tone: "Don't be stupid, Du Wensi. I will put on the air of being a sect leader for the last time and tell you something that comes from the bottom of my heart. In this world, at least in this world, In my eyes, Zhu Quan, a truly upright man is one who can endure great hardships and even great humiliation. No matter how heavy the mountains are on me, his spine will always remain straight!"

Du Wensi stood there.

Zhu Quan continued to walk forward slowly.

The city towers above the Jingguan City Wall.

A middle-aged man who could be called a jade tree in the wind was taking a leisurely walk.

In the distance, two women and a skeleton stood on the horse trail, looking towards the south together.

He Xiaoliang, the leader of the Taoist sect, the goddess riding a deer, and the owner of this city, Gao Cheng, the owner of Jingguan City, the most powerful Yin spirit in the history of Skeleton Beach and Ghost Ghost Valley, sit in this small world, which can almost rival a An Immortal Realm monk who is good at fighting with others.

However, there is no record of Gao Cheng's life background in later history books.

It's not that historians and monks on the mountain don't want to trace the origins, but they really can't find any records in the archives of dozens of vassal states of the two dynasties. There is not a word, only a volume of household registration at the bottom of the Ministry of War of one country. , I did find the name Gao Cheng.

The infantry is high.

It seems that this ghost who stood up among nearly a million bones in the Bone Beach was really an unknown soldier lying among the dead on the battlefield.

It seemed that after he stood up as a skeletal ghost, he began to rise step by step.

Gao Cheng was not tall, and he still appeared with a pair of snow-white skinny bones. He only wore the simplest pair of broken iron armor, and a sword on his waist, which was even more ordinary.

Gao Cheng asked: "He Xiaoliang, when you arrived at Jingguan City, you just said you wanted to take a look. Have you finished reading it?"

The young woman wearing a Taoist robe and a lotus crown on her head smiled and said, "Is the city lord going to drive people away?"

Gao Cheng said: "I'll give you three more days. If you don't leave, you won't be chasing people away, but killing people."

The goddess riding a deer on the side was a little frightened.

The evil spirit in Jingguan City was too strong, and the five-colored sacred deer was a spiritual creature that carried heaven and earth. She couldn't bear the torment, so she had already put it away.

The goddess had no doubt that the city lord's words were anything but threatening.

He Xiaoliang smiled and said: "Three days is all. When the time comes, I will definitely leave Jingguan City."

Gao Cheng glanced at "Zhou Fei" who was walking on the wall in the distance, "This Jiang Shangzhen, it's best not to leave in your Liuxia boat, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to bear the sword."

He Xiaoliang was noncommittal.

Gao Cheng walked down the city.

Jiang Shangzhen walked back to He Xiaoliang and the Deer-riding Goddess, jumped off the wall, and said with a smile: "As long as Sect Master He still doesn't say anything or does anything, he just wants to take a look. If he doesn't give me a lift then, that's fine too. Okay, in the worst case, I'll let Gao Cheng stay in Jingguan City, those white-bone beauties, it's not like that."

He Xiaoliang asked from the bottom of his heart: "What do you think this ghost valley lacks the most?"

Jiang Shangzhen lay on the wall, rubbed his butt, and said lazily in his heart: "Of course he is a living person. In fact, the aura of Xiaotiandi has not changed much, and it can't change. After so many years of beating life and death, it's nothing more. It was just for Gao Cheng to be placed on the body of Pu Chun and his ilk, but there were too few living people with yang energy. The geomantic treasure land of Tongxiang City was closely watched by Qinglu Town and Zhuquan. It was clear If you, Gao Cheng, dare to rob someone, she will dare to tear you up and start a fight."

He Xiaoliang smiled and said: "Then what if Gao Cheng can create his own reincarnation? So that the residual yin energy of the scattered souls that cannot be gathered together by so many gods and gods in the Ghost Valley can be reincarnated as a human in the Ghost Valley? A hundred years later, Yin and Yang complement each other. , Ghost Ghost Valley leaps up two big steps, it can be called a world of its own, it has truly become a treasure land that has both a cave and a blessed land, so what?"

Jiang Shangzhen looked solemn at first, and then quickly shook his head in relief, "Gao Chengdao is so good that I can't defeat him in the Ghost Valley. I reluctantly admit this. Strong dragons can't defeat local snakes, but Gao Cheng has acquired another ancient forbidden secret method. , I know it but I just can't master the method of reincarnation. I, Jiang Shangzhen... can hold my nose and admit it, but I also want to say that the Lord of Jingguan City happens to have such a supreme magic weapon in his hand, which can carry this The great cause and effect of heaven and earth, after all, this is still the ghost valley in the world of ghosts. To create a realm like Fengdu for him, I will never believe it!"

He Xiaoliang smiled and said, "Then let's wait and see?"

Jiang Shangzhen's face was gloomy.

For the first time, he felt serious.

He Xiaoliang suddenly laughed and said, "Jiang Shangzhen, you actually guessed something wrong."

Jiang Shangzhen returned to his smile and said, "Master He, please speak."

He Xiaoliang said nothing.

She looked complicated.

Jiang Shangzhen began to deduce silently in his heart.

It's a pity that there are two more obstacles that cannot be broken through, which is very troublesome.

Things in the world can vary by a thousand miles.

Because Taoist Xiaoxuan Duguan and the old monk of Dayuanyue Temple had left Taolin one after another, and each had used magical means to conceal the secrets of heaven.

One of them appeared on the southern cliff with the chain bridge and stood there all night.

One appeared on the bank of the Buried River near the Water God Temple. In comparison, the old monk came and went in a hurry.

As for Chen Ping'an being unable to watch after arriving at Qinglu Town, Jiang Shang was really like this, and He Xiaoliang must be no exception. As for Gao Cheng, it's hard to say.

Over at the Qinglu Town Inn, although Chen Ping'an was in a restless state for a long time, he still forced himself to calm down and tried to draw two golden shukuchi charms overnight.

It was only after I picked up the pen that I realized that I had been unable to start writing, because I knew it well and reluctantly started writing. I couldn't draw the talisman on the golden talisman paper. Maybe I could draw it on the ordinary talisman paper.

Chen Pingan put down his pen and stood up to practice setting up sword furnaces for an hour, but he still couldn't truly calm down.

So he simply opened the door and walked around Qinglu Town in the night. After returning to the inn, he took out some bamboo slips, turned them over and over under the lamp, and looked at them for a long time.

Chen Pingan sat there all night just watching the light.

At dawn, Chen Pingan put on his face, carried his parcel, and went to Tongfu City again. He was a little regretful that he could not see the familiar ghost of the captain of the city gate.

When we arrived at Jinfenfang, it happened to be open. The female ghost shopkeeper was stunned for a long time and asked the boy kid to hold a silver bell and call the "shop owner". The kid was indeed smart and intelligent, so he just nodded without saying anything, and then went to the north palace gate. After looking for the door god general, Tang Jinxiu soon carried it with him to Jinfenfang. When he entered the shop, Tang Jinxiu saw that the counter was already full of items.

Tang Jinxiu smiled and said: "Old Immortal Master, are you here again? How come our Ghost Valley is full of treasures, and just picking them up for a night can fill a sack?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "No, it's really a good place."

Tang Jinxiu was speechless, and the two parties started buying and selling according to the old rules.

Only this time, Tang Jinxiu looked through the items in the package, bought only two items, and took out two Xiaoshu coins.

It's not that she was stingy with the immortal money. In fact, that was the case. If she hadn't paid a small sum of money because the other party was a "young sword immortal", she would have been considered innocent.

Chen Pingan collected the money and left Tongfu City.

I don’t feel like I’ve taken the wrong path.

Two Xiaoshu coins are not too little.

Returning to Qinglu Town, Chen Pingan continued to practice heaven and earth piles in the inn.

He planned to walk out of the fist pile with this weird posture a million times.

I only had one meal that day. In the evening, I went to the wine shop to buy a jug of wine. There were only a few guests. Chen Pingan sat there and finished the wine, just in time to finish a plate of food to accompany the wine.

It was still impossible to draw the talisman overnight, but compared to the previous day, it was much better. Chen Pingan did not practice the heaven and earth pile in the second half of the night. He lay on the bed, closed his eyes and rested, thinking about many old memories, thinking about the years. The further he went, until he went to the mountains to collect herbs again and again when he was young. At some point, Chen Ping'an actually fell asleep.

After dawn, Chen Pingan suddenly woke up and felt refreshed. He packed up a new package and went to Tongfen City again. This time he finally met the ghost school captain at the city gate. Chen Pingan was better than the other party. Still anxious, he threw out a piece of snow money, and under the leadership of the ghost general from the city gate, he heard the familiar auspicious words of "money roll in" again. Chen Pingan went straight to Jinfenfang, and this time Tang Jinxiu simply waited at the door of the shop.

Seeing Chen Ping'an, she smiled and said: "Old immortal master, please give me a word of truth and ask if you can come tomorrow. If you still come, I will lay the floor in the store today!"

Chen Ping'an laughed and said: "After today, there are really no treasures to sell for the time being. It's my fault. I drank wine yesterday and fell asleep. This delayed me from going out to pick up things at night. There's nothing worse than being greedy and ruining things." "

Today, after Tang Jinxiu looked through all the items, she selected six items and gave them five Xiaoshu coins.

Although it can't be compared with the first day, it can be compared with yesterday when the two parties glared at each other in the store and asked each other whether they really wanted to buy it or not. That shabby scene where a look answered me again and again that I really couldn’t make a move. Today’s buyers and sellers still have too much to celebrate.

After Chen Pingan put away Xiaoshu's money and packages, Tang Jinxiu sent them to the door and joked: "Old immortal master, are you really not coming tomorrow?"

Chen Ping'an held up his bamboo hat, turned around and said with a smile: "Prime Minister, please have a good night's sleep tomorrow."

Tang Jinxiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay."

Chen Pingan thought for a while, then turned around, clasped his fists and said goodbye, "I'm sorry for bothering you."

Tang Jinxiu also gave him a Wanfu, and said with a smile, "Well done, Senior Sword Immortal, come back when you have time."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Tang Jinxiu suddenly couldn't hold it back and said with a smile: "This swordsman, please don't break into women's boudoirs to search for things in the future, or you will lose your status."

Chen Pingan quickly left without turning his head.

Tang Jinxiu held her belly with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. She didn't dare to laugh out loud. She was afraid that the young swordsman with both thick and thin skin would turn around and strike her with a flying sword.

When Chen Pingan left the city gate, he did not forget to give the captain of the city gate another piece of snow. After walking a few steps near the city gate, Chen Pingan stopped inexplicably, looked back, murmured to himself, and then said nothing. Without hesitation, he took out another fairy coin and threw it away. It was not a snow coin, but a Xiaoshu coin. Chen Pingan smiled heartily and said: "General, you can treat your brothers to a meal with the best wine in the city."

As if in a dream, the ghost captain looked at the Xiaoshu coin in his hand several times, and then laughed at the top of his lungs and said: "How dare you! In our Tongfu City, this thing is really the ancestor of the fairy money, and it is worth more than anything else. !”

When Chen Ping'an returned to Qinglu Town, he had nothing to do anyway, so he started walking the six-step pile. After all, the heaven and earth pile was still too weird.

The further you walk, the calmer you become.

Unknowingly, Chen Ping'an arrived at Qinglu Town. After smiling, he continued walking six steps to the inn. Anyway, there were only a few steps left.

When I got to the inn, I put the entire package within easy reach.

This Baofuzhai is almost enough in this ghost valley.

Thinking of the Xiaoshu money given at the end, Chen Pingan took a deep breath.

Chen Pingan sat at the table and took another deep breath. It seemed that because he had made up his mind, he no longer had any distracting thoughts. He once again took out the pen and ink and two golden talisman papers from the square inch object, and began to draw the shrinkage talisman.

Done in one go.

After resting for a while, he shook his wrist, stood up, and continued walking six steps in the house. After sitting down, he once again drew the second Shukuchi Talisman in one go.

After drawing the two Shuchi charms, carefully put them into your sleeves.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes and began to think over all his experiences of entering the Ghost Valley again.

From the Sanlang Temple, Yuan Xuan and others, and the Taoist couple, I walked through the archway, Crow Ridge, Baojing Mountain, Peach Grove, Peeling Mountain... and finally landed on the bank of the Black River.

The old monk once said, turn back and you will be safe.

At the city gate earlier, Chen Ping'an just remembered these four words for no reason, and then gave him the Xiaoshu money.

After Chen Ping'an opened his eyes, he narrowed his eyes. After a while, he took out some new items from nearby and put them into the package, such as the pictures of gods fighting in the summer queen's boudoir, and the five golden bamboo whips!

After leaving the inn, Chen Ping'an did not go straight to Tongfu City. Instead, he went to the small town wine shop and asked for another bowl of wine.

When the old man in the shop put the wine bowl on the table, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "What's wrong with this little sword fairy? He just finished his business in Tongfu City and is going to make money again?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "God's money doesn't grow long, and it won't move when it's in other people's pockets, so I can only run a few more steps on my own."

The old man in the shop had served this man a bowl of wine before, so he knew that the young swordsman in front of him had another youthful appearance, so he joked: "Have you seen the city lord's sister Tang Jinxiu? I want to get it from her. To make more money, I suggest you stop acting like an old man."

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine and joked: "Forget it, otherwise it would be a big trouble if she falls in love with her."

The old shopkeeper laughed loudly, "That's right."

The old man looked at Chen Ping'an sitting there and sipping a drink, and then asked: "You, a majestic swordsman, have you been to the copper-stinking city a few times to be that wild cultivator's baggage house? You are really not afraid of being contaminated by the copper-stinking smell. "

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I should be able to make more this time. The previous few times were just to warm my hands and whet her appetite."

Chen Ping'an drank wine and went to the copper-stinking city, only to find that the ghost general at the city gate was no longer there.

Chen Ping'an seemed to be very disappointed and asked a ghost soldier at the city gate where the general was. The ghost soldier complained: "Old immortal master, it's not you who rewarded you with the snow money. The general himself We had a good time going to Nuerfang, but we errands didn’t get to have a drink anyway.”

Chen Ping'an looked speechless, sighed, turned around and left, then turned around again, threw a piece of snow money to the ghost soldier, and warned: "Remember to tell your general, I will come back to you tomorrow." The city must be there."

The ghost soldier was overjoyed after receiving the money. He nodded and bowed, and shouted: "Don't worry, old immortal master. Tomorrow, even the little ones will be tied up by the general."

After Chen Pingan returned to the Qinglu Town Inn, he continued to stay behind closed doors.