Sword of Coming

Along the green and secluded Zaoxi River canal, there are dense aquatic plants, rippling with the water, like water ghosts waving.

In many ghost novels and literati's writings in the market, there is also the saying that water ghosts seek someone to die in their place, which is generally a way of retribution.

It's just that once the yin and yang are separated, there is a difference between life and death. After all, the ordinary drowning ghost is not a Taoist with thousands of magic skills. How can there be such a simple way to escape? It is true that ghosts in the underworld harm people in the upper world, but self-rescue is false, and they are just scholars. It's just spreading rumors.

After leaving the Water Temple, Chen Pingan dragged the fainting wife of the canal owner and rushed towards Cangjun Lake. Du Yu, who was still wearing the God's Nectar Armor, was still following the wind. Du Yu rushed there together. In the direction of Cangjun Lake, probably because he had been with this senior for a long time, Du Yu became more and more attentive and asked if the more eye-catching nectar armor needed to be removed, so as not to cause the senior to lose the opportunity.

Chen Pingan said no.

Du Yu felt a little relieved.

But the next sentence made Du Yu feel bold again. He only heard the senior say slowly: "When we get to Cangjun Lake, there may be a big fight. Then you don't have to do anything. Just Think of it as gambling your life again, pretending to be deaf and dumb, and standing aside, for you, no matter how bad the situation is, it won't be much worse, and maybe you can still make some money back."

Du Yu smiled and said: "Don't worry, I may not be able to help senior a lot, but Du Yu promises not to cause any trouble."

Chen Pingan laughed it off.

Du Yu glanced at Mrs. Zaoqu, feeling as if he was in another world, and was filled with emotion. My parents always say that the great monk's Taoism is profound, whether he is the lord of Huangyue City or the founder of Baodong Wonderland, as long as he has roots and mountains, there are always traces to follow in his conduct and everything is easy to discuss, so it is not necessarily scary, I'm afraid I'm afraid that the four words on paper "Everything is impermanent" are elusive because they are so light.

Du Yu didn't like to hear this before, and turned a deaf ear to these illusory truths.

So this night's trip to the boundary of Cangjun Lake felt more thrilling than all the trips to the rivers and lakes put together. At this moment, Du Yu was too lazy to think about it, let alone ask, what did this senior say? The person's calculations are completely beyond his comprehension. Instead of being blind, it is better to leave it to fate.

There is something good about this foreigner who is so shrouded in mist.

So along the way, whenever he asked questions, Du Yu simply broke the rules and just said what was in his heart. Instead of pretending to be stupid and clever, he might as well be honest in his words. After all, what kind of bird he is and what his virtues are. This senior must have seen it clearly.

Chen Ping'an seemed to remember something and threw his wife on the ground. He suddenly stopped but did not wake her up.

Du Yu was wandering thousands of miles when he accidentally passed the man in green clothes by more than ten feet. He hurriedly turned back against the wind, looked around, held down the hilt of the knife at his waist, and asked: "Senior, is there an ambush? Do you want me to go and explore first?" Exploring the truth?"

"The Lord of Cangjun Lake and the Patriarch of Baodong Fairyland are so powerful that there is no need to ambush you and me and set up a battle by the lake. You, Du Yu, will be chilled just by taking a look at them."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and asked Du Yu a question, "There are dozens of countries including the Yinping Kingdom. The number of monks is not small, but no one wants to go to places further outside to take a look? For example, the skeletons in the south Tan, the Dayuan Dynasty in central China."

Du Yu shook his head and said: "It's hard to say for other monks. I can only say that our Ghost Ax Palace has had an ancestral precept passed down from the first day we set foot in monasticism. The general meaning is that future generations should not travel far away easily and practice at home with peace of mind. My father and mother often tell their disciples that our place is the most abundant in spiritual energy in the world, and it is a rare paradise. Once it attracts the jealousy of the poor monks outside, it will be a disaster. But I don’t believe this, so after traveling around the world for so many years, in fact, …”

At this point, Du Yu hesitated and stopped talking.

Chen Ping'an said: "You have already answered my question honestly. You can talk about the rest. I am not very interested in your Du Yu's shabby stories about Jianghu."

Du Yu immediately understood, moved a few steps, approached the senior, lowered his voice and said: "This is a strange thing. My parents dote on me, but whenever I mention it, they still keep it secret. , just saying some things that you shouldn’t know is ignorance is bliss. Naturally, I didn’t dare to make mistakes, so I thought of a compromise. Taking advantage of the opportunity of traveling in the rivers and lakes, I went a little further and clicked on it every time. So far, I have wandered around in all directions, and finally you have finally figured out a little bit of the flavor for me?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You have a lot of experience in the world?"

Du Yu chuckled and said, "My childish play can't compare to my predecessor's ability to ride the wind and cross continents, to travel thousands of miles across mountains and rivers in one step."

Du Yu continued: "In the end, I found that there seemed to be an invisible chasm on the borders of more than a dozen countries. The spiritual energy in that area was particularly thin, as if it was for a mountaintop immortal living in the sea of ​​​​nine skies, on the map of the world. We drew a circle to protect us, but also to prevent foreign monks from breaking in to do evil, and to teach people not to dare to go beyond the slightest."

Chen Pingan said softly: "Similar to Cui Dongshan's method of flying swords to draw thunder ponds? What is it for?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while and had no idea for the time being, so he put the idea aside.

However, if it is really related to the appearance of the rare treasure in Jiacheng, and it is a potential line that travels thousands of miles, then I have to be more careful.

Therefore, if the next trip to Cangjun Lake really fails to reach an agreement, and the worst-case scenario occurs, we cannot just take action in a heart-warming way, and sacrifice all our wealth just for the sake of happiness in our hearts.

The sword behind you must stay at the bottom of the box.

Flying Sword Fifteen in the Sword Gourd has appeared at Narcissus Temple. The maid will definitely describe herself as a "Sword Immortal", so she can use it according to the situation. However, Fifteen needs to be warned that once the fight starts, the first It is best to leave the sword-raising gourd at a slower speed.

As for the bunch of walnuts in your hand and the three talismans from the Yunxiao Palace of the Dayuan Dynasty, at some seemingly "emergency and dangerous" moments, you can choose one or two and take them out to bask in the... moonlight.

As for the level of martial arts and physical toughness, it is best to stay at the peak of the Five Realms.

The previous punches on the canal owner and He Lu in the water temple of the Zaoxi canal owner were a deliberate cover-up, and it was a leak of the truth that seemed to "have done everything possible and left no trace of mercy".

Some things, no matter how well you hide them, may not work. In the world, Chen Ping'an is the only one who likes to imagine the worst-case scenario. Therefore, it is better to let the enemy "seeing is believing".

Think carefully and carefully, think over everything again and again.

Traveling alone across three continents and rivers and lakes for thousands of miles.

This is how Chen Ping'an has always walked.

It's just that I practice more boxing today and have more objects around me.

He also went from a boy with clay legs and straw sandals, to a white robe with a hosta attached in his early years, to today’s hiking pole with a bamboo hat and a blue shirt.

What a flying sword drawing a thunder pool.

Du Yu pretended not to hear anything, let alone understand.

Just like before, this senior casually disappeared the empty wine flask out of thin air, most likely into the square tomb that his parents often talked about and whose eyes were full of longing and longing.

Du Yu also pretended not to see it.

Chen Ping'an hit the canal owner's wife on the forehead with the hiking stick in his hand, knocking her awake.

The owner of the Zaoxi Canal was indeed more dignified than the previous Shuixian Temple Empress. She collapsed on the ground without any sign of getting up. She said softly: "Offending the Great Immortal Master is a capital crime for the slave family. The great Immortal Master's kindness in not killing him is the slave family's fault. Never forget."

Chen Pingan said bluntly: "I want to kill your Hu Lord and destroy his Dragon Palace lair. You will lead the way."

The lady who is serving the gorgeous lady with exquisite make-up has no change in her expression, "Is there any enmity between the Great Immortal Master and Mr. Hu Jun? Is there some misunderstanding?"

Chen Ping'an frowned and said, "Stop talking nonsense, get up and lead the way."

The woman in palace clothes regained some of her previous graceful attitude in the Water Temple, stood up and gave a charming Wan Fu.

He never wanted to be kicked out by the man in green shirt wearing a bamboo hat.

She gritted her teeth and said nothing, just stood up silently.

The wife of the channel owner hated this bastard wild cultivator in her heart, and also hated the unlucky military monk from Ghost Ax Palace.

It's just that if she didn't have the ability to observe people's emotions and judge situations, she wouldn't be able to reach the position of god she is today.

A drowned water ghost who was immersed in a pig cage and died step by step was able to reach this day step by step, and even forced the owner of the Shaoxi Canal to abandon the temple and move his golden body into the lake. He is also a brother and sister to the three river gods under the command of the Lake Lord. Commensurate, she does not rely on some golden body cultivation or some incense in the world.

She pretended to be frightened and asked in a trembling voice: "I wonder if the Great Immortal Master wants to swim in the water, or stay on the shore to ride the wind?"

Chen Ping'an said: "Walking on foot on the shore."

Although the owner's wife was shocked, she did not dare to disobey this weirdo with a sinister temperament, so she had no choice but to hold back her temper and walk slowly in front.

As expected, all wild cultivators in the world are bastards.

Arriving at the junction of Zaoxi Channel and Cangyun Lake, this person was still buried in the belly of the fish after kneeling down and kowtowing.

However, she was inevitably a little suspicious. Fairy Yan Qing, who was profound in Taoism, and He Lu, the proud son of Huangyue City, why were these two golden boys and girls missing?

Sure enough, these so-called guests of the Yunshang Immortal Family and Linquan Immortal Immortals are all sanctimonious and hard-hearted, and they are not good people.

Du Yu thought thieves were interesting.

Earlier at the Water God Temple, the canal owner's wife fainted and missed the good show.

If she had seen that scene, she, a little river woman, would probably not be able to hold any bad water in her stomach right now.

Chen Ping'an thought of a certain maid next to the owner of the Shaoxi Canal, then looked at the owner of the Zaoxi Canal in front of him, turned to Du Yu and smiled: "Brother Du Yu, your character is indeed hanging by a thread."

Du Yu hurriedly called Brother Chen, and then said: "It's just nonsense."

Chen Ping'an stopped talking.

Du Yu remained silent and walked slowly.

As for what his senior said about killing the Lord of Lake and destroying the Dragon Palace, Du Yu didn't believe it. It wasn't that he didn't believe that his senior had such supreme magical power, but... it didn't conform to his senior's business experience.

In the Water God Temple, the senior stabbed He Lu in the neck with a knife. The latter had no power to fight back and directly smashed through the ridge of the roof.

It can be seen from this that the reason why Fairy Yan Qing could still stand at the end, instead of lying on his back like He Lu, and not having his head buried in the ground like the owner of Zaoxi Canal, was because the seniors cherished the beauty and cherished the jade? Of course not. As for the real reason, Du Yu couldn't guess. Du Yu just didn't know why, but he always felt that this senior with great supernatural powers would be really cruel once he chose to take action against a beautiful woman, whether she was a monk or a god.

Chen Ping'an asked casually: "Earlier at the temple, Yan Qing fought with his sword but did not draw it. Instead, he intended to retreat. He must have known that he was outnumbered and wanted to go to Cangjun Lake to move reinforcements. Du Yu, tell me what she was thinking. At the deepest level, what is the purpose? Is it to save myself more from danger, to protect myself more, or to save He Lu more?"

Du Yu said with a smile: "Yan Qing did the right thing. He protected himself and saved others without delay. I believe that even if He Lu saw it, he would not have any grudge. Putting himself in his shoes, He Lu would definitely make the same choice. On the other hand, in the Jianghu, in a similar situation, many heroes and heroes, even though they knew it was the enemy's trap, still rushed into it to seek death. It was ridiculous, but also respectable... and some of them."

Chen Ping'an thought for a moment, seemed to have some realization, nodded and said: "It's not that a family does not enter the same house, He Lu Yanqing and his like can live in harmony with each other and have a clear mind."

The owner of the Zaoxi Channel, who had been listening in front of them, sneered in his heart.

Fraudulent me?

You, a bastard wild cultivator who is close to Du Yu, dare to say nonsense that makes Fairy Yan Qing know that she is invincible?

But the channel owner's wife was slightly palpitating. What if, what if it was true?

After all, before he became a wild cultivator, he was as weak as a dog or a chicken. This was an absolutely true fact.

No matter what, just take it one step at a time. Once you reach Cangjun Lake, everything will fall into place. When the sky fell, Hu Jun and the Patriarch of Baodong Wonderland were there to carry it.

She really didn't believe that anyone could resist the joint attack of the two gods. This person was skinned and cramped, and his soul was trapped. He used it to light the water lamp. When the time comes, she will beg Mr. Hu Jun for a ray of his soul and let him go. In my own Water God Temple!

Chen Pingan glanced at the owner of the Zaoxi channel in front of him, "Why is this kind of old bustard who is like a brothel in the world so easy to get around in Cangjun Lake?"

Du Yu tentatively said: "Maybe this is the only way you can get away with it, right?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Brother Du Yu, you said something human again."

Du Yu endured it, but finally couldn't hold it back and laughed loudly. It was the first time tonight that he felt so happy.

Seeing that he was getting carried away, Chen Pingan twitched his lips and asked, "Is it so funny?"

Du Yu seemed to be pinching his neck and immediately shut up.

Chen Ping'an was silent for a long time and asked: "What would you do if you were that scholar? Let's break it into three parts. First, how would you choose to escape Suijia City by luck and join your family friends and elders? Second, if the imperial examination goes smoothly and you get on the list Famous, after entering the Yinping Imperial Academy. Third, famous and promising, he was promoted to an official position, returned to his hometown, but was discovered by the City God's Temple, and was trapped in a certain place of death."

Du Yu grinned.

This time, Chen Pingan did not ask him to speak bluntly, but said: "Really put yourself in my shoes and don't be in a hurry to answer me."

People had to lower their heads under the eaves, so Du Yu thought seriously for a long time and said slowly: "First, if I have the opportunity to know that there are people in the world, and there are still Qi practitioners in the world, I will try my best to practice immortality." Try your best to follow the path of monasticism, but if it doesn't work, then study hard and work as an official. It's the same path as the scholar. Of course you have to take revenge, but you have to live on. The better you live, The greater the chance of revenge. Secondly, if I had known in advance that the City God's Temple was involved, I would have been more careful. I would not have gotten involved with the senior officials of the Six Ministries of the Yinping Kingdom. I would never have left the capital, and I would not have easily returned to Suijia City, hoping to kill with one blow. If I had not known in advance. It was so deeply involved that he was kept in the dark at the time. Perhaps he was similar to the scholar. He felt that as a prefect of a county, he could be said to be a feudal official who was in charge of the country. He was also a young and promising candidate for a future important minister who was in the heart of the emperor. It is indeed more than enough to deal with some thieves who are escaping to commit crimes, even if it is an old case. Thirdly, as long as I can survive, I will do whatever the City God wants me to do, and I will never say die."

Chen Pingan said: "So, it is still difficult for us to truly put ourselves in their shoes."

Du Yu was a little shy.

It must be that I thought too shallowly. After all, the senior next to me is the real master on the top of the mountain. He is probably the one who can be worthy of the word "profound" when looking at the world.

After that, Chen Pingan stopped talking.

Du Yu was so happy and felt much more relaxed.

My brain is spinning the fastest and most strenuously tonight.

Compared with the water of the Shao River canal in the Shui Xian Temple, the Zao Canal is wider and deeper. Many large villages that were originally built along the water near the Shao Canal have continued to move to this channel with better water conditions over the past hundreds of years. Zaoqu migrates, and over time, the incense of Shaoqu Narcissus Temple will naturally wither away. It is not surprising that the green water mansion behind him can be built so magnificently. The golden body of the god relies on incense, and the earth and wood mansion relies on silver.

The Shaoxi Canal Master, who had fled back to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake, lost to his colleague who was walking in front of Chen Pingan. Otherwise, the Cangjun Lake Master would not have asked the Zaoxi Canal Master to deal with the secret letter. He also gave the Lord of the Lake God a token, allowing him to leave the jurisdiction of the Zaoqu waters, travel all the way across the mountains and rivers, and go to the capital to establish relations. Du Yu knew the many gods of Cangjun Lake thoroughly. According to the military monk of Ghost Ax Palace, Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace was a powder cave on a mountain, specially used to attract rich and leisure foreign dignitaries for the Lord of the Lake. . And where did those famous young and beautiful maids from the Dragon Palace come from? Naturally, apart from the nearly abandoned algae canal, the other three rivers and one canal were flooded. In the early years, a passing immortal master taught a method to solve the problem. It was necessary to select a virgin and beautiful woman to drown in the water to plead guilty. In some severe drought seasons, local officials went to the Hujun Temple in the city to pray for rain, and it was quite effective. Afterwards, there was a sweet rain, and the woman had to be thrown into the water to repay the kindness of the Lake Lord.

Du Yu said that these plans were all the work of the owner of Zaoxi Canal.

She would often pretend to be a woman, like an official visiting privately in disguise, secretly traveling around the jurisdiction of Cangjun Lake, looking for those urban girls with good spiritual aptitude and beautiful appearance. When she first grows up, the Three Lakes and Canals will explode. Heavy rains, raging floods, or the use of magic to drive away rain clouds caused severe droughts. Hundreds of years of old rules have been followed. Governments in various places have long been familiar with the roads. Even the common people have accepted the girl's drowning. Over time, , accustomed to the kind of good weather when one person suffers disaster and the people get what they want, they do it as a festive thing, which is very popular. Every time, the selected women will be put into wedding dresses and dressed up brightly and movingly. As for the families of those women , you will also get a lot of money, and the old people in the streets and alleys say that after a woman throws herself into the water, she will soon be taken back to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the lake by the Lord of the Lake, and then she can become a wealthy woman in the water wonderland. Worry, the immortal family wearing gold and jade is really a great blessing.

The matchmaking with the children of the capital and local dignitaries, as well as the specific reception and delivery, were all personally handled by the Water Goddess. She was a well-rounded master, so she was highly valued by Lord Hu. However, there was only one thing she did that could not be compared to her. The master of the Shaoxi Canal, who was of comparable rank, was a minister of Cangjun Lake, and had followed the master of the lake before he was enthroned by the Yinping Kingdom.

When Du Yu came to Zaoqu Temple earlier, he talked about this and admired the canal owner's wife who was said to be more graceful and noble than the queen and concubines of a country. He said that she was a god who could use her brain. She is still a little River Goddess, and she feels a little wronged by her. If he were the Lord of Cangjun Lake, he would have helped her plan a river god's position. As for the River God, forget it. There is no big water in this silver screen country, so it's hard for a clever woman to do anything. Cangjun Lake seems to account for most of a country's water transportation without rice.

It is less than ten miles away from Cangjun Lake.

Chen Pingan stopped.

The owner of Zaoxi Channel hesitated for a moment and then stopped.

She turned her head, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, natural water mist overflowing. She looked confused and pitiful, with a cowardly look that wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, but in fact she was sneering in her heart, why didn't she leave? The tone before was loud, now do you know that the future is dangerous?

Du Yu had already made up his mind that he would just watch the show. This was what the senior said himself.

Chen Pingan turned around and looked.

It was that Yan Qing who followed.

He Lu was not following, and he might be hiding further away. This talented young man should be very good at escaping or hiding.

It's just that my body is a little weak.

Otherwise, Chen Ping'an would find it more troublesome.

Wearing white clothes and an exquisite golden crown on her head, the young female cultivator from Baodong Wonderland is swimming in the wind. Compared with Du Yu next to her, it is undeniable that the male and female cultivators are better-looking, traveling in the sky. , it is indeed more pleasing to the eye.

Du Yu found that his senior glanced at him, as if he had some pity?

What, senior wants to go to Cangjun Lake alone to step into a trap again?

Senior, you promised me to just stand by and join in the fun? You old man talks about Tianxian. Once you open your mouth, it's not good to go back on it, right?

Chen Ping'an said: "Yan Qing is chasing us."

Du Yu looked along his line of sight, and sure enough, there was a small dot like a grain of white rice, appearing at the end of his field of vision. Du Yu said blankly: "Is this Fairy Yan going crazy because she doesn't believe in evil and wants to be with him?" Before... having a fight with Brother Chen?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I can't understand some people's ideas no matter how hard I think about them."

The owner of the Zaoxi canal was determined.

Once Fairy Yan Qing arrives, even if she hasn't reached Cangjun Lake yet, she should be in little danger.

Although I don’t know why the two sides did not fight to the death in their own temple, but since Fairy Yan Qing followed him reluctantly, it means that if this bastard wild cultivator dares to take action again, it will be a completely different thing between the two sides. In Green Water Mansion When fighting, there might be something unexpected. In this place only a few steps away from Cangjun Lake, how much trouble can a vulgar wild cultivator, a monk from Ghost Ax Palace who only wants to please the second patriarch of Baodong Wonderland, create?

Yan Qing held the sheathed dagger in her hand and floated down. She was only more than ten steps away from the man in blue shirt wearing a bamboo hat, and she had to move forward slowly.

The owner of Zaoxi Channel, who thought he had some subtle skills, felt even more relaxed. Look, Fairy Yan Qing really didn't take this person seriously. She knew that the other person was good at close combat, but she still didn't care.

Du Yu looked at this famous young fairy and said that she and He Lu were a perfect match between men.

No matter how jealous I was in the past, I still have to admit that looking at her tonight, it seems that Fairy Yan Qing, apart from He Lu, is really handsome.

This made Du Yu feel a little unhappy.

A plate of delicacies placed on your lips but unable to eat is more disgusting than a mouthful of hot shit.

Chen Pingan asked: "Is there anything else?"

She looked cold and still walked forward, with firm eyes. The Taoist heart that a practitioner had carefully polished had obviously seen its ripples dissipate and become clear again.

Chen Ping'an raised his hiking stick and pointed at the fairy whose appearance was almost flawless, "You can stop now."

Yan Qing did not insist on moving forward and stood firm.

Du Yu sniffed secretly. He was indeed a fairy known as the innate Taoist fetus. The orchid fragrance brought about by abortion was something that could not be smelled in the human world.

Yan Qing said: "He tried to dissuade him with good intentions, why did you insist on being so cruel to him?"

The corners of Mrs. Zaoqu's mouth twitched as she was originally carefree.

Cruel?

There are no real fools among the cultivators of high and low realms and the big and small gods who are close to the mountains and rivers.

The canal owner's wife glanced at the water of Zaoxi River in the corner of her eyes, and wanted to use her magical power to turn into water mist and escape.

Chen Ping'an, who had his back to Du Yu and the owner of the Zaoxi Canal, flicked his wrist, and the hiking pole in his hand flew out, hitting the canal owner's wife on the forehead. With such a heavy hammer, the owner of the Zaoxi Canal was hit with stars in his eyes and was on the verge of collapsing.

The hiking pole returned the same way and was held in Chen Ping'an's hand again, "Yan Qing, do you want to drink tea at the Water God Temple of the owner of the Zaoxi River tonight?"

Although Yan Qing is young, he is a thoughtful Taoist jade. He heard the sarcasm in the other party's words and said calmly: "If the tea is good, it will taste good. When, where and with whom you drink tea, it all depends on your body." Foreign affairs. People who practice Taoism have a clean mind. Even if they are in the mud, they will be fine."

Chen Pingan waved his hand, too lazy to talk nonsense with her.

Yan Qing said: "You just go to Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace and go your own way on the main road. I will not take any additional actions."

Chen Ping'an turned around and motioned to the Zaoxi canal owner who was rubbing his forehead to continue leading the way.

Yan Qing followed them.

Chen Ping'an didn't care either.

After a while, Yan Qing kept staring at the long sword behind the man in green shirt, and she asked again: "Are you a sword cultivator who deliberately travels down the mountain as a martial artist?"

Unfortunately, the man was just silent.

Du Yu chuckled, and his steps were so light that he could make Fairy Yan Qing follow him and eat ashes, making her feel like drinking fine wine.

After walking about another mile, Yan Qing asked again: "Why do you insist on asking about an old incident from the world at the foot of the mountain? Is it a key clue to obtain that rare treasure?"

Still no questions answered.

Yan Qing looked calm and asked: "What is your last name? Since you are an expert, you can't hide your head and hide your tail, right?"

Du Yu couldn't hold back and decided to tease Fairy Yan Qing. As he walked, he turned around and said with a smile: "I dare not hide this from Fairy Yan. My eldest brother, whose surname is Chen, is a good man. Although he is a casual cultivator, He has a chivalrous heart and travels everywhere with a sword. Whenever there is injustice in the world, he must take care of it. Brother Chen and I have known each other for many years. We were not acquaintances in the world of martial arts. Whether it’s his cultivation or his character, I admire him so much that every time in the dead of night, I always ask myself, why is there such a strange man in the world?! How could I, Du Yu He De, be lucky enough to get to know him? "

Chen Ping'an still didn't listen.

Yan Qing squinted at Du Yu, who couldn't hold up the wall with mud, and sneered: "How many years have we met in the rivers and lakes? In the Narcissus Temple of the owner of the Shaoxi Canal? Could it be that someone broke his brain over there tonight? At this moment Are you talking nonsense?"

Du Yu laughed and didn't take it seriously.

Yan Qing's eyes were cold, "This place is only a few steps away from Cangyun Lake. Although my Second Patriarch of Baodong Wonderland did not come down the mountain this time, if I find out later that you, Du Yu, are lucky enough to have met such a wild cultivator friend, the years on the mountain are long. The foreign monk has left, but the temple is still there. Are you really not afraid that disaster will come from your mouth and trouble will come from your mouth?"

I am a hero who has returned to the earth from hell twice, but I am afraid of you, you are a bird. Instead of flinching, Du Yu severely slashed Fairy Yan Qing's little mouth, then smiled and said nothing.

Yan Qing smiled and said: "Du Yu from Ghost Ax Palace, right? I will remember you and your master."

Only then did Du Yu feel guilty.

Chen Pingan turned to Du Yu and smiled: "Brother Du Yu, you have to change your bad habit of getting carried away. The fairy on the mountain is no better than the white-haired heroine of the rivers and lakes. She has a long memory."

Du Yu's little chicken pecked the rice and said, "Brother Chen's lesson is that if a kind word is like giving me tens of thousands of money, I will definitely keep this wealth in the future."

I have gambled my life.

Just take another big gamble.

As long as this senior escapes safely tonight at Cangjun Lake, regardless of whether he has enmity or not, if others want to touch him again, they will have to weigh this "wild cultivator friend" with whom he has shared life and death.

Naturally, he and his disciple can't move to the Ghost Ax Palace, but as long as the seniors don't die in Cangjun Lake, none of the monks on the mountain are stupid, and they won't easily become the bait on the fishhook or the rafter.

It was only at this moment that Du Yu finally realized why his senior had said that he might be able to earn back some money on this trip to Cangjun Lake.

Of course, the danger is still extremely dangerous, and the consequences are endless.

It's just that on the road of cultivation, except for the rare existence like Yan Qing He Lu, the rest of them can't lie down and enjoy the good things. Du Yu was not the same at the foot of the mountain. How many dangers were there?

Therefore, this little girl Yan Qing is still a bit shallow compared to her predecessors, who have lived for hundreds or even thousands of years at the top of the mountain. With her little eye sockets, she can't afford to raise a dragon now.

After that, Yan Qing said nothing and just followed the group of people silently.

Approaching the bank of Cangjun Lake.

The vision suddenly opens up.

It is indeed the largest body of water in the country.

The moon is full tonight.

The blue waves are thousands of miles away, the water is shining, and the moonlight and water are both beautiful.

Because it is the entrance of the Zaoxi canal to the lake, there is a ferry. However, this waterway is specially used by the owner of the Zaoxi canal to receive distinguished guests from the capital. She does not allow ordinary people to set foot on it.

Standing at the ferry, with the breeze blowing on his face, Chen Pingan leaned on the ground with his hiking pole, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, and asked: "Du Yu, you said that the two canal owners of Zaoxi and Shaoxi, including you, if I punch down , I accidentally killed a hundred people, how many of them will be unjustly accused?"

Du Yu blinked. It was really difficult to answer this question, and he didn't dare to ask it rashly.

After all, Cangjun Lake is right in front of you.

Yan Qing's threatening words were actually not pretentious. This is the rule on the mountain, and it has been the same for generations for thousands of years.

Seeing that there seemed to be no movement in Cangjun Lake, the owner of the Zaoxi Canal became a little anxious. Standing at the front of the ferry, he finally started to panic after hearing the question raised by the wild cultivator.

If there was such regret medicine in the world, she could buy a few kilograms and swallow it in one gulp.

In the Water Temple before, if I had been a little more polite and dealt with the bastard wild cultivator, I wouldn't have ended up in such a life-and-death situation.

Anyway, in the ancestral temple, this wild cultivator came to his own territory, first invited Du Yu to come in to say hello, and then he walked in himself, and made some remarks that sounded ridiculous and boring at the time, but now that he thinks about it, he is actually a ...to be reasonable?

Yan Qing suddenly said: "It's best not to kill indiscriminately and vent your anger here, it's meaningless."

Chen Pingan slowly moved forward and walked to the owner of the Zaoxi channel. The two seemed to be standing side by side, admiring the lake view together.

Chen Ping'an stood with his walking stick in both hands and asked softly: "Of those drowning girls who were given to the Lord of the Lake as your maids and maids as if they were filial and paid tribute, are there any of them who were unwilling to do so and refused to obey, and were then taken by you?" They were forced to wear a wedding dress with family members in tears. Did their parents become distraught and died in depression? Is there any young man who was their childhood sweetheart who wanted to take revenge on you, and then was killed by one of your fingers? It’s so confusing. Answer honestly, are there any? As long as there is one, there is.”

The owner of Zaoxi Channel trembled all over and gritted his teeth.

Chen Pingan asked: "Will it change? Can it be repaired? Will Cangyun Lake change?"

The owner of the Zaoxi Canal nodded vigorously and said with a smile on the verge of tears: "As long as the Great Immortal Master speaks, the slave family will definitely change their past mistakes..."

But the guy wearing a hat just said: "I didn't ask you, I know the answer."

Just when the owner of the Zaoxi Canal was about to weaken his knees and kneel down to beg for mercy.

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Cangjun Lake, her eyes shining and her heart ecstatic.

She straightened up immediately.

Du Yu shrank his neck and swallowed.

A tall man wearing a dragon robe, with a face like a crown of jade and a crown on his head, appeared on the water of Cangyun Lake, as if surrounded by stars and the moon, there were the water gods of the three rivers, and the Shaoxi Qu with a happy smile on his face. The master, as well as dozens of dragon palace civil and military auxiliary officials, large and small, were full of menacing spirits. Further behind, there are hundreds of soldiers and generals, arranged in formation, each performing their duties.

Among them were a handful of immortal monks with extraordinary bearing, who were closest to the middle-aged man.

There is also a strong old woman whose figure is not inferior to that of the man in dragon robe. She wears a golden crown similar to Yan Qing's, but the precious light is stronger, shining under the moonlight.

Behind the old woman stood a dozen monks with long breathing and radiant bodies.

It was Yinhou, Lord of Cangjun Lake, and Fan Weiran, the founder of Baodong Fairyland, who left the Dragon Palace banquet hand in hand to meet the so-called foreign swordsman from the master of Shaoxi Canal.

One is one of the two largest river-crossing dragons in more than ten countries.

One is the most powerful local snake in Silver Screen Country.

The two parties had a very happy conversation at that luxurious banquet with countless delicacies and intoxicating immortal wine.

Until the owner of the Shaoxi Canal came in a panic and said some disappointing words.

It was said that a tyrannical man with unknown origins came over from Shuixian Temple. He casually killed Du Yu from Ghost Ax Palace, threatened to destroy Cangjun Lake Dragon Palace, and kidnapped the beautiful Dragon Girl as a plaything. What's more, that The immortal master in Baodong Wonderland is nothing. If he dares to interfere even slightly, he will kill them all.

Yin Hou, Lord of the Lake, who has been in charge of thousands of miles of water transportation for thousands of years, is not an idiot. He is familiar with the broken mouth of this cheap servant. He hit the owner of Shaoxi Canal with a sleeve on the spot, causing him to fall to the ground and roll in mourning. The owner of Shaoxi Canal, who had already been exposed, did not dare to add fuel to the fire and told the story of what happened at the temple.

The group of Qi practitioners in Baodong Fairyland were just watching the excitement of drinking. As for the Sword Immortal, naturally everyone did not believe it. It is said that a maid next to the master of Shaoxi Channel saw it with her own eyes. From a wine pot A pocket flying sword flew out. But it is really good to be able to listen to the words of a humble servant for a moment or two. Fan Weiran, the founder of Baodong Wonderland, never said a word.

I had heard about the scandal at the Chenghuang Temple stall in Suijia City in my early years, but I didn’t pay much attention to it at the time. It was only later that there were signs of the appearance of a treasure, so I started to have people investigate the matter. The general process, causes and consequences are all clear. .

The two monks from Baodong Immortal Realm who came down the mountain to do business even had a little conflict with a group of local immortals from Yinping Country who wanted to go together. They were the descendants of the recipients of the letter in the capital.

Naturally, the other party suffered a lot and then left in dejection with his tail between his legs.

Fan Weiran frowned, "Qing girl?"

Yan Qing on the other side of the ferry smiled slightly, "Don't worry, ancestor, it doesn't matter."

Lord Yin of the Lake narrowed his eyes.

She is really a wonderful female cultivator who is alluring to the country. If she is lucky enough to have a romantic relationship with her, she can at least add a hundred years of spiritual practice to her.

It's just a pity that Baodong Wonderland regards her as the apple of her eye. Yan Qing, a little guy with tender skin and tender flesh, is the heart and soul of Fan Weiran, a fierce woman next to him, and Cangjun Lake cannot touch her.

I heard that Yan Qing and Huang Yuecheng He Lu are in love with each other? But looking at Yan Qing's stance and demeanor, it's good that He Lu hasn't succeeded yet.

The Lord of the Lake, Marquis Yin, quietly swallowed a mouthful of dragon's saliva.

Over there at the ferry.

The owner of the Zaoxi channel didn't care anymore and jumped towards Cangyun Lake, shouting: "Mr. Lake, save me!"

Upon hearing this, Marquis Yin laughed and said, "Do you need help?"

next moment.

The Lord of Lake Yinhou, who was as majestic as a human emperor, was furious.

Just as his feet were about to touch the lake, the man in a blue shirt wearing a bamboo hat at the ferry reached out to grab the confidant canal owner. The owner of the Zaoxi River flew back to the ferry shore, and the man grabbed his head with five fingers. , a Zaoxi canal master who held the position of He Po God, suddenly countless rays of pale golden light burst out from his seven orifices and body. In an instant, a golden body of the water god was forcefully pulled out of the graceful woman's skin. .

The two are separated.

The body of the woman in palace clothes fell limply to the ground.

The owner of the Zaoxi canal, who was forced to reveal his golden body, let out a heart-wrenching cry of pity.

He slapped the arm of the young man in green shirt and sword with both hands.

In front of Cangjun Lake Lord and Fan Weiran, the man suddenly increased his strength, and his golden body and head smashed into pieces. The golden body turned into dots of golden light and continued to dissipate at the ferry. After all, he was just a river woman. Not a single fragment of the golden body the size of a fingernail could be condensed.

The man said calmly: "There is no need to save him."

Du Yu looked up at the moon and just pretended to be stupid.

Out of sight, I can't see anything.

Yan Qing's heart was shaken this time, even more than before when he was in the Zaoqu Women's Water Temple. He was simply overturned and had his heart pounded with fists.

Fan Weiran twitched the corner of his mouth and disappeared in a flash.

Now, you, the Lord of Cangjun Lake, have lost all face in front of your own family and other family members in front of everyone, but you, Marquis Yin, cannot help but not start a war.

As Yin Hou was furious in his heart, as the overlord of Cangjun Lake, an orthodox mountain and water god who controlled all water transportation, the lake near the ferry began to rise and fall, and the sound of waves crashing on the shore came and went.

Then the man in green shirt, who shocked the world as soon as he made his move, said something that must have been a joke, "Do you want to hear some truth?"

The man glanced at Cangjun Lake Lord, and then at Fan Weiran, who looked playful. He finally asked and answered himself, "It seems that he doesn't want to, but I like it."

There was a deathlike silence between heaven and earth, and the moonlight was silent since ancient times.

Du Yu only felt that he was so heroic in his heart. If he had this kind of courage in the future, it would be worth his death! Of course, it's better to beat him half to death and leave him half alive, so he can do this again!

Damn, it turns out that heroes can still come like this? What on earth did the little quarrels I had in the world count?

Yan Qing was in agitated mood and looked complicated.

She looked at the back.

Like a tiny mustard seed, it stands alone in the vastness of the sky. It does not look like a wild cultivator, let alone a genealogy master on the mountain, but like a real knight-errant who travels far away in the mountains and rivers with a sword. It seems... ...somewhat lonely?

Yan Qing was very annoyed by his inexplicable thoughts. He quickly calmed down and recited the immortal mantra silently.

Then she saw the man first took off the bamboo box and placed it gently at his feet, then took off the bamboo hat and placed it on the bamboo box.

He poked the hiking pole in his hand into the ground and inserted it into the ferry's ground.

Then he slowly began to roll up one sleeve.

After standing still, he just carried the sword on his back and hung the wine gourd.

Finally, the man looked at Cangjun Lake and said slowly: "You're welcome, you all come together. Let's see whether it's my fist that's stronger or your magic weapons that are more powerful. If I escape from the battle today, I won't be called Chen Haoren."

Du Yu's face was full of confusion.

It's better to only say half of the words. The previous words are so exciting. As for the last sentence, it's unnecessary, right? Seniors, this is not a long time for others to lose their ambition and prestige.

But soon Du Yu felt that he had thought too much.

As expected, senior never lets himself down.

Because it doesn't matter what you say.

Depends on what to do.

Wearing a green shirt with a sword on his back and a wine flask, before Master Cangjun Lake could even say a harsh word, he had already collapsed half of the ferry and crashed away.

The turbulent water on the shore then receded.

A river god wearing green armor and holding a long sword came out of the formation and swept forward to meet the enemy.

Just a punch.

Together with the armor, skin and golden body, they were all shattered on the spot.