MTL - Sword of Coming-Chapter 976 Practicing a sword is a journey

Red Candle Town, in the first month of the month, is still quite New Year's Day. As an important business hub, there are many guild halls in Dali's prefectures and counties, with old faces and New Year couplets.

The young shopkeeper of a bookstore is lying on a rattan chair and dozing at the moment. The affairs of the water house are left to the subordinate officials and subordinates to take care of it. He learned from the Lord Chen Shanzhu of Luopao Mountain and became a shopkeeper.

Some people walked over the threshold, smiled and clasped their fists, and said a pleasing remark, "Manager Li, open the door and wish the business is prosperous and prosperous."

Li Jin saw Chen Ping'an and sat up from the reclining chair. Both parties knew the bottom line. Li Jin didn't make any coquettish greetings, and didn't get up to greet him.

Chen Ping'an was happy that Li Jin was so indifferent, and felt more at ease. He entered the bookstore, glanced at the bookshelves in the store, his eyes stopped in one place, and asked, "Why are there so few biography of twenty-seven histories and one hundred generals? book?"

Collecting this business requires perfection in addition to perfection. If it is, the price will not go up, and now there is only one second book missing. Li Jin's business experience is still very old-fashioned, and it stands to reason that such a loss-making business should not be done.

"I was spotted by an old friend, and the shop made an exception and confiscated the money."

Li Jin gave an explanation without ambiguity. After all, this young hidden official in front of him and the Luopao Mountain, who seems to have finally seen the sun in the middle of the sky, have an extremely rare "preacher's grace" for him, Li Jin. First, Zhu Lian presented two paintings, and then Chen Ping'an personally helped to draw gold, Sealing the seal is tantamount to helping Li Jin create another "carp jumping over the dragon's gate" out of thin air. This incense love, as the water **** of the Danjiang River, Li Jin is destined to be unable to repay for a while. long, take your time.

Chen Pingan thought for a while, recalled the contents of the first and third volumes, and instantly understood.

Most of the guests who can make Li Jin make an exception are the state city **** "Zhang Ping". In the past, the land master of the Temple of Mantou Mountain was promoted in the officialdom of Dali Shanshui, which belonged to a series of jumps, a well-deserved extraordinary promotion. If you want to say that the current Chuzhou City God "Zhang Ping" doesn't have some roots and roots in the road covered by clouds and fog, who would believe it. Although Wei Bo has never disclosed the details of the other party, he occasionally chats a few times. Whenever Zhang Ping is discussed, Wei Bo, as the king of Beiyue Mountain, can cover up his words, but his demeanor is the answer. Luopao Mountain and Zhang Ping's City God Temple are close neighbors of mountains and rivers. Of course, Chen Ping'an is more attentive, so he has checked a lot of various anecdotes about the ancient Shu land, especially the archives of the Shenshui Kingdom in history, plus the one in the Zhoucheng God Temple. The incense little man is also associated with Luopao Mountain. It is said that millet grains often talk about it. It is said that over the years, regardless of the weather, I ordered Mao on time and was very sincere. Ping'an has long heard the name of the boy in red clothes, but unfortunately he has never covered his face, so this trip home, Chen Ping'an intends to have a few more words with this little guy who wants to be the chief protector of riding a dragon lane.

Li Jin smiled and said, "I also ask Shanzhu Chen to see it through and not tell it."

Chen Ping'an nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said in his heart: "I would like to ask the shopkeeper to turn back and convey a message to Zhang Chenghuang. If there is a chance in the future, I will help him and someone to ask for a military book with autographs, but this is not the case. Guaranteed, I can only say that I will try my best, if it fails, let Zhang Chenghuang not be too disappointed, tentatively set a 100-year period."

In the world of Qingming, the guardian of the Suiju Palace, who used to be the young shopkeeper of the Upside-Down Mountain Stork Inn, Chen Ping'an is indeed familiar with it. If it weren't for the night boat, Wu Shuangjiang leaked the secret, and indeed he would have killed Bailuo, who was once one of the worshippers of the Wu Temple, just because "the killing was too heavy and the exploits were flawed." , the shrine was moved out of the main hall dedicated to the ten philosophers of the Martial Temple, downgraded and moved to one of the two temples, and finally only ranked the fourth-class famous general.

Li Jin rarely showed a shocked expression, "Is this all right?"

In Zhang Ping's own words, he is not worthy to lead a horse to this person.

Li Jin asked tentatively, "Why don't you add me?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and smiled: "The same is not guaranteed."

Li Jin waved his hand, "If you have a book you like, take it as you like. Anyway, it has already made an exception, and it won't matter in the future."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll ask Li Huai to pick up the book when I look back. I've agreed, just pick it up if you like it, don't go back on it."

Li Jin choked for a moment. The little bunny with a head and a head back then was not a seed for reading at first glance, but he was very lucky, and Li Jin had already learned it.

Chen Ping'an reminded: "I really want to help the shopkeeper get that book of war, but don't turn around and put it in the shop for sale, this kind of thing is not suitable."

Li Jin said with a smile: "Don't say that Shanzhu Chen doesn't agree, as long as Zhang Ping knows about it, he will tear down my bookstore, grab the books, and then break up with me."

Chen Ping'an raised his hand and gestured, "I have a good memory, all the books in the shop should be sealed away, so Brother Li Jin don't think about moving the books overnight, especially don't think about finding a few trays, pretending Asking people to buy books and secretly send them to the Water House is unacceptable, it's too immoral."

Li Jin lay on the rattan chair and waved his hand towards the door, "No guest, no guest."

Chen Ping'an didn't move in a hurry, and joked: "Yo, why are you still ordering the eviction?"

Li Jin began to close his eyes and rest.

Chen Pingan looked around and actually thought seriously about becoming a bookstore shopkeeper and selling books for a living.

After Chen Ping'an retracted his gaze, he smiled and said, "Go to Luopo Mountain when you have time."

Li Jin nodded, "Go when you have time."

Chen Ping'an said angrily, "Have time to spare? Is Brother Li Jin busy all year round? He's not too small, he's really an uncle."

Li Jin opened his eyes and said, "I'm afraid that I'm getting used to it, everyone is as rude as Chen Shanzhu, Zhu Lian, the former Zheng Dafeng, now the Xianwei Daoist who likes to bargain, and Qilongxiang. That Zhou Junchen who likes credit, all came to me to carry books up the mountain."

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "It's just a misunderstanding by outsiders. Brother Li Jin doesn't know our Luopo Mountain. I'm used to throwing my hands off the shopkeeper, and I can't control them."

Li Jin smiled and said, "I know it in my heart."

Leaving a bustling and lively Red Candle Town and heading to Qidun Mountain, Chen Ping'an went to the temple to find the mountain **** Song Yuzhang for a drink. The things he talked about were the past, and he was ridiculed by his colleagues in the mountains as "Song Jintou". , I am a little surprised today, because Chen Ping'an took the initiative to ask about many old people in the kiln mouth, all of which were from Song Yuzhang's past when he was a supervisor. Both parties enjoyed the drink very much. They drank and drank for themselves, and no one persuaded them to drink. This kind of wine is easily intoxicating. Finally, when he looked at the man in the blue shirt who walked out of the temple’s living room, Song Yuzhang felt a lot of emotion. Thirty years ago, some people said that the man named Chen Ping'an in the small mud bottle alley would make great achievements in the future, and Song Yuzhang should just take it as a joke that was forgotten.

In the early spring, the wind is warm and sunny, the time is bright, and the fragrant trees are covered with fragrant trees.

Chen Ping'an didn't lose his smell of alcohol. He passed Qidun Mountain, his mind moved slightly, his toes a little, and he jumped up like a bird, shuttled through the mountains and forests, and stopped at a green pine branch. The ancient pine is the same color, the two sleeve robes are slowly falling down, the arms are around the chest, and the back is against the trunk of the pine tree. It is no coincidence that it is a book. I saw the incense little man who needs to go to Luopo Mountain to order Mao on time every month.

I saw a small and cute boy in red on a mountain road that was inaccessible, riding a stout white-flowered snake with a bucket. tour.

The boy in Zhu Yi sat cross-legged on the back of the White Flower Snake, rambled about you have no credit and hard work, you can't be worse than me, put a hundred hearts, wait for the uncle, I will be promoted one day, I will never treat you badly, when the time comes I just need to have a discussion with Pei Duozhu and Zhou Deputy Duozhu, and allow you to accompany me to climb the mountain. As long as there are many times, I believe that we will always run into the Shenlong Chen Shanzhu who sees the beginning but not the end, and then let me Chen Shanzhu opened his mouth and asked you a few words casually. How difficult is it to refine the shape of the fairy? This is called a few words of the true scriptures, and the enemy is more than ten thousand volumes of false scriptures. Ha, it's called luck! Do not believe? Look at the Great Immortal Hongxia and Immortal Master Yunzi, how are they now? If they are considered to be immortals, they must be considered. As for our amiable ancestor Lingjun, let alone talk about it. Don't look at his old man's youthful appearance. In fact, he is a lot of Taoist age. The founding merits of hanging a portrait in a **** ho pavilion? You don't know anything about Luopao Mountain. Ancestor Lingjun and I can often meet each other, and I don't know anything. I want to come to the venerable Chen Shanzhu, who has heard of me more or less, and knows what kind of luck this is. ? This is called Jane in the heart of the emperor...

Chen Ping'an felt a pain in his head when he heard it. No wonder this little guy fell in love with Luopao Mountain.

The boy in Zhuyi was still thinking about it over there, and he had already mentioned the love-hate relationship between Chen Shanzhu and the claw fish backing Liu Chongrun. There are good reasons.

Can the island owner travel thousands of miles from Shujian Lake, leave his hometown, and move all the way to the desolate mountain realm? Jinwu Zangjiao, do you know? It's no wonder that in the early years, when he heard Pei Duozhu swear by his master's appearance, it was called a high-spirited, arrogant Xia Xia. If you want to talk about the competition, I really don't brag, two Wei Shanjun can't beat a master... I want to come. Liu Daozhu is infatuated with Chen Shanzhu, which can be considered excusable. It's a pity that I have the owner of Koukou Soso. It is difficult to even watch the flowers and the moon in the mirror. The Shanshui Di newspapers on the side of the City God Temple are regularly distributed by the imperial court. Seeing the real face of Chen Shanzhu, it is hateful and sighing! But that Liu Chongrun is really good looking, he should be thin, he should be bulging...

Chen Ping'an really had no ears to continue listening, and fell to the ground, coughing a few times.

The boy in red clothes quickly patted the scales of the mount, called out twice as if to restrain the horse, and asked loudly, "Who is coming?!"

Chen Ping'an held back his smile and said, "Just passing by."

The boy in Zhu Yi thought for a while, and asked, "Is it someone who cultivated Taoism on the mountain, or was it in the rivers and lakes?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Let's go to the rivers and lakes."

The boy in Zhu Yi understood that he must have come for the name of Luopao Mountain, so he persuaded: "Young people should not be too arrogant, expecting to be able to climb Luopao Mountain and worship Chen Shanzhu as a teacher, listen to me. Persuade, there is no hospitality now, and when you reach the mountain gate, outsiders will stop. If you don't believe it, I will not laugh at you when you run for nothing. That's all, all visitors are guests. When you arrive at the mountain gate, I will Saying hello to Daoist Xianwei, you can still drink a bowl of tea. In this way, it is not a complete run for nothing. When you return to your hometown and brag a few words with others, it is not bragging or drafting. "

Chen Pingan cupped his hands and clasped his fists, "Chengqing."

The boy in Zhu Yi nodded with a stern face. He was a young descendant who knew the rules of etiquette.

Mixed rivers and lakes will definitely not be hungry.

The two sides met by chance, and it was a coincidence that they walked together like this, trekking mountains and rivers together, and rushing to Luopo Mountain.

The boy in Zhu Yi has a big heart, and he is really not afraid of encountering a murderer. In this state boundary, who would dare to make a mistake?

However, I occasionally take a few glances at the young man who claims to be a passer-by. He climbs the mountains and mountains, and the blue-shirted tourists around him are like walking on the ground. He has such a mastery demeanor. No wonder he dared to try his luck here on Luopo Mountain.

The boy in Zhu Yi couldn't help but ask, "Listen to your accent, it doesn't look like a foreigner? Where is it, near Dadu, all the way north?"

Now in the Dali Dynasty, the so-called foreigners are only the vast mountains and rivers south of Aquarius, but if you push them forward a few years, they will be people from other continents.

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "When we meet by chance, don't ask about your background."

The boy in Zhu Yi smiled, hehe, he's not too old, but he's quite old-fashioned.

The incense little man said with a smile: "The Red Candle Town is a well-known place to sell gold, the hero is sad for the beauty pass, and there is no money left in your pocket now, right?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I'm alone in the arena, so it's not good for me."

The boy in Zhu Yi pouted, they are all big men, pretending to be a gentleman with me, not sincere.

Originally, I thought about drinking tea at the gate of the mountain, and I felt that this person was a good person, so I took him to the Chenghuang Temple to gain insights and do the best of the landlord's friendship. When the time comes, I will move out of my identity and scare the other party. The only problem is that Zhang Ping is full of poverty and sour, and he may not be willing to bring guests to the door by himself. Thinking back to that time, when he was in Mantou Mountain, he tried his best to help him match up and find a good housewife, but he was kind. Being treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, I have to shed a handful of bitter tears, and the past is unbearable, but fortunately, it is not bad now, and wherever I go, it is a card.

Coming to a hill with a wide field of vision, the boy in red clothes patted the back of the white snake, indicating that he could take a break and look at the scenery.

Chen Pingan squatted aside, grabbed a licorice root nearby, dusted off the soil, and chewed it in his mouth. Looking ahead, there was a water beach in the distance outside the mountain. The wind was blowing and the sky was high. Birds linger.

When I was a child, I felt that my hometown was very big, but when I was an adult, I felt that Aquarius was very small.

Different life years, the same scenery is in sight, and different tastes are in my heart.

The boy in Zhu Yi was silent for a moment, then asked curiously, "You are not a fairy on the mountain. You saw such a snake that was about to become a snake halfway, so you were not afraid at all? What's more, how can my respectful face be called in the strange book at the foot of the mountain? It's that kind of miraculous, why are you not surprised at all, is it a genealogical cultivator who was born in a high-level immortal mansion, pretending to be a ranger, while wandering the mountains and waters, while searching for the mountains?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I've been traveling abroad all the time, and I don't dare to say that I have a lot of knowledge. At least I have walked a lot at night.

The boy in Zhu Yi crossed his arms around his chest, looked at the man squatting and chewing grass roots, and asked, "Born from a hard life?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and smiled and said, "Fortunately, the small door, the elders and relatives accumulate good deeds, as if the family has surplus food every year, they can't starve their descendants."

The boy in Zhu Yi nodded and sniffed, he shouldn't have mentioned this, he felt sad when he mentioned it, "I'm from a bitter background, I can't blame others, I blame myself for being unkind, and I've been full and hungry for three years for many years. Damn, thanks to my own progress, I saved up some belongings, otherwise I would have to wonder if the family has been a poor ghost who can't move its nest."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "According to the book, if a poor ghost enters the house, it can also prevent disasters, and once the poor ghost can be invited out one day in the future, it is easy to ask God to send God, so as long as we get together well It's good to go, maybe there will be no luck."

The boy in Zhu Yi let out a snort. It seems that this kid has read a few serious books. He said with surprise: "The imperial examination system is not good, so I have to settle for the next best thing. I have read too many miscellaneous books?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It's always good to read more books. As the old saying goes, you read to this life in your previous life, and you read to your next life in this life. That's probably the old principle."

The boy in Zhu Yi said suddenly: "I can see that the son is also a sentimental person."

Chen Ping'an raised his head and asked with a smile, "Is this all obvious?"

The little guy raised his hand and pointed to his eyes, "I have always been very accurate in seeing people."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Chen Ping'an."

The boy in Zhu Yi raised a palm, shook it vigorously, and laughed: "I turned over the fish scale book of the household, and there are at least the number of people with this name in the state city!"

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly and nodded, "Good thing."

Once upon a time, this name was in Huaihuang County, and there was nothing.

Afterwards, the little guy rode the white flower snake, Chen Ping'an walked fast with him, chatted with the boy in red clothes, and did not idle, wandering to the gate of his own mountain.

The boy in Zhu Yi jumped off his back, and promised with the confidant and love general of the Qidun Mountain Landlord: "Old rules, I will write you a note in the credit book."

The head of the white-flowered snake touched the ground, saying goodbye to the noble second-in-command of the State City God Temple, then twisting its body and winding along the mountain road, disappearing for a moment.

The boy in Zhu Yi rubbed his hands together, hehe smiled and said, "When it is successfully shaped in the future, maybe it will still be a beautiful woman who wants something."

Chen Ping'an teased: "You and Daoist Xianwei will definitely be able to chat."

The boy in Zhu Yi changed color suddenly, and said solemnly, "How do you know that the gatekeeper of Luo Po Mountain is Dao Master Xianwei?! If you remember correctly, I never mentioned this to you!"

Damn, don't bring a troublemaker to Luopo Mountain, that is, the crotch is covered with yellow mud, you need to know about accounting, Pei Duozhu is the patriarch who founded the school.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, it's all your own."

At the door, Xian Wei hurriedly rolled up a book and quickly hid it in his sleeves. Meteor strode over and made a stern look at the head of the road, "I have seen Chen Shanzhu."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's hard work."

The boy in red clothes stood on the spot, frowning.

Wei Xian sneered and said, "Why, when you know Shanzhu Chen, you don't take trails seriously?"

The boy in Zhu Yi said timidly, "Daoist Xianwei, who is Master Chen Shan?"

Xianwei glanced at Chen Ping'an, and Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "He didn't believe it, but we chatted very well along the way."

Xianwei didn't bother to care about the uncle who looked like a wine mug. He lowered his voice and said, "Master Chen Shan, I have to tell you something. I declare in advance that I am not someone who likes to complain."

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Speak directly."

Xianwei turned his head and glanced at the mountain road, and then said: "Not long ago, a guest came to the mountain. She looked like a little girl, her name was Xie Gou. Does the mountain owner know about this?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, "I know, Miss Xie is here to look for Xiao Mo. Not long ago, I had already met her at Qilong Lane, and she has a relatively... distinctive personality."

Xianwei sighed: "

Mr. Mo is so knowledgeable, how can he have such a generous friend. "

The two walked towards the bamboo chairs at the entrance of the mountain. The boy in red robes rushed out one by one, and a fierce tiger descended the mountain, full of momentum, dashing for a distance, jumping high on top of one of the bamboo chairs, rolling a few times, and then again. Lying there, he wiped his sleeves vigorously, not forgetting his breath, and then wiped again. The last one rolled off the bamboo chair, which can be said to be smooth and smooth. At first glance, he had learned art from Chen Lingjun's teacher. After the little guy stood on the ground, he bowed: "The mountain master Sir, please take a seat!"

Chen Pingan thanked the little guy and sat on the bamboo chair, "What do you say? What did Miss Xie do?"

Xianwei actually regretted bringing up this matter, and always felt that it was inappropriate, so why bother. What if that Xie Gou is Mr. Xiao Mo's family relative or a junior from Shanmen?

It's just that the girl in the sable hat did things inappropriately and bullied the warm tree, and Xianwei couldn't bear it.

Chen Pingan patted the chair and invited the little guy standing on the ground with a smile, "Sit together?"

The boy in Zhu Yi was confused for a while, "I have a small **** and take up too much space, so I won't sit."

Chen Ping'an didn't force the other party either. He turned his head and said to Xianwei: "Let's talk, just think that the old cook told me the situation in advance, and it has nothing to do with Xianwei Daoist."

Xianwei nodded and reminded: "Okay, but don't let Mr. Mo misunderstand me. I think I'm a talkative woman who likes to gossip."

Now in Brother Dafeng's house, Xianwei still offers a pair of sneakers woven by Mr. Mo's own hands. It is very valuable at first glance. Where is Xianwei willing to wear it, occasionally wearing it on his feet, pacing the house, Learning from that real Taoist stalker, there is really that kind of feeling of flying through the clouds and driving the fog, that is, Xianwei has a thin skin, otherwise he has to ask Mr. Xiao Mo for an extra pair.

Chen Ping'an leaned against the back of the chair, stretched out, and listened to Xianwei saying something about what Xie Gou had done. Hearing it was what Bai Jinghui did, he would never wrong her.

Chen Pingan turned his head and glanced at the steps, "Why didn't you see Miss Cen practicing boxing?"

Xianwei said: "She, she went home, but she hasn't returned yet."

The boy in Zhuyi was not idle, he was busy making up for it quietly, and silently wiped the legs of the chair as big as a beam with his sleeves.

Chen Ping'an didn't know how to persuade this little guy. He couldn't help but feel that the feng shui of his family was really extraordinary. After thinking about it over the years, he might really want to go back to the source. It's probably all thanks to Mr. Pei Qian. A few, it can be considered that the blue is better than the blue.

According to the established route, Fengyuan Ferry will probably arrive at Niujiaodu in the next two days.

Hongxia and Yunzi, who were dug up by Cui Dongshan, will follow the ferry to travel to Beiju Luzhou, and finally settle down at Xiandu Mountain to participate in the excavation of Dadu. As if this was their first official tour.

Chen Lingjun and Guo Zhujiu had participated in the opening ceremony of the Huangliang Sect. Since they were invited to serve as worshipers, they would return to Luopao Mountain soon after visiting the capital of Mengliang Kingdom.

The accompanying Li Huai and Nen Daoist will probably come and settle here together, and then go to Dasui Shanya Academy. Chen Ping'an is going to talk to Nen Daoist about Dadu on Tongyezhou.

I have already sent a message to Mrs. Yanyan. The mountain monarch of Jiuyi Mountain in the Middle Earth personally invited her to be a guest on the mountain. With Mrs. Yanyan's temper, she would not refuse this matter. There are two and a half flowers, one is in Jiuyi Mountain", and the old owner of the plum garden, now because of the identity of a genealogy enshrined by the Dragon Elephant Sword Sect, has returned to Haoran from the inverted mountain, and she will walk the world again. , of course there are no taboos.

Earlier, at the Qidun Mountain Temple, I talked to Song Yuzhang about the new kiln superintendent who took over Cao Gengxin's position. The official fourth grade, named Jian Feng, seemed to be a little bookish. Song Yuzhang, who was separated by an officialdom up and down the mountain, and Dong Shuijing, who had dealt with Jian Feng once, all had a good impression of this disgraced Jian Duzao.

Wu Yuan has been silent for many years in the Dali officialdom, sitting on the bench for many years, never wanted to kill a beautiful carbine, and now he has become the prefect of Xinchu Prefecture, and he has become a genuine official of the frontier. The gossip of some people who are good officials must be indispensable. In the past, Wu Yuan's identity outside the official circle was not only the son-in-law of the Yuan family of Shangzhu Kingdom, but also a student of the national teacher Cui Yu.

Before Chen Ping'an was on the Changpu River in the capital of Dali, Si Jingkuan, the former Qing official of the Ministry of Household, who had a meal of vegetarian wine, is now also the county governor of Baoxi County outside Beijing.

I heard that Xun Qu, the prelude class of Honglu Temple, was the same year as Cao Qingqing in the imperial examination.

Yuan Bai still stayed in the Huangshan Sword Sect, who was descending from Zhengyang Mountain, and did not agree to go to Tongye Continent.

I just don't know if that alley outside the Yiyun Building, that Master Liu Xianshi has stopped anyone recently.

Chen Pingan put away his thoughts and asked with a smile, "Xianwei, how is your practice?"

Xianwei looked embarrassed, and he said, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and I don't want to be quick in practice. It's better to go step by step."

But in fact, if you can really eat a bowl of hot tofu, your realm will rise, not to mention a few bowls, and directly give a big bowl to the poor. It's just that Xianwei then thought about it, the realm is high, what is the meaning, the middle five realms, then the land gods, the upper five realms? This road, when will it be good, it is not good to be a gatekeeper, you have to be like yourself, you can be less troublesome if you are afraid of trouble. As for cultivation, let the true Taoist priests who are pursuing the perfection of merit and virtue go to work. As a fake Taoist priest, it is more important to read books.

With a flash of sword light, Xiao Mo appeared here out of thin air. He stayed in the town all these days, and he had to stare at Baijing from Qilong Lane, lest she make another noise.

Seeing his son, Xiao Mo hesitated.

Chen Ping'an said in his heart: "The reason why I have a heart outside is because..."

Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, and said, "You don't need to say it, son."

Practicing swords.

Maybe the dojo is out of the sky.

As for how to refine the sword, Xiao Mo didn't ask.

Previously in the eddy current of the long river of time, because of chatting about a certain martial art that was purely fantasy, Chen Ping'an suddenly smiled and said: "We need to add another person, the chief worship Wu Shuangjiang."

The white-haired boy was eager to try, "Ancestor Hidden Official?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Then add one more, the last feast is enshrined, the Taoist name is natural, and the pseudonym is Konghou."

A sect, there are not a few pairs of immortal couples, it is really outrageous.

At that time, Xie Gou disapproved and said: "Since it is said that it is 'if', what's the point of talking about this."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Although this is only the best choice in some people's minds. But if Daoist Xianwei was present, he would not feel that way."

Xie Gou rolled his eyes and said, "How can you compare with him?"

Bai Jing, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, rarely admit defeat like this.

If this sect is just a hypothesis, then there is another mountain, but it is real.

For example, the suzerain Chen Ping'an, and the Taoist Ning Yao.

In the patriarch's hall, there are Cui Dongshan, Jiang Shangzhen, Xiao Mo, and Mi Yu. Zhu Lian, on the right side of Sui, Chong Qiu, and Cui Wei. Riding a Konghou in Dragon Alley, Qingtong in Zhenyaolou...

The younger generation has Pei Qian and Cao Qingqing. Chai Wu, Bai Xuan, King Sun Chun…

Before Chen Ping'an set off to climb the mountain, he squatted down and smiled with the boy in red clothes: "I will discuss with Pei Qian and the others about the new establishment of the general guardian of Qilong Lane. I personally recommend you to take up this position."

Zhu Yitong, who had not made a hundred times at Dianmao, was so excited that he murmured repeatedly: "How can he be, how can he be..."

It is almost the same as the words and demeanor carved out of the same mold as Chief Zhou at Jisefeng Patriarch Hall back then. This kind of unique talent is indeed inferior.

Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "Go up the mountain together?"

The boy in Zhu Yi shook his head vigorously, "I have to go to the Daoist Master Xianwei's house first to order a painting. The subordinates have short calves, which are easy to delay, so I won't accompany the mountain master to climb the mountain."

Then Chen Pingan and Xiao Mo slowly climbed the mountain together.

Xianwei tutted his tongue in admiration and said, "Where did you learn your skills, come back and teach me?"

The boy in Zhu Yi put his hands on his hips, raised his head and stared at him. He's a fairy captain. He is extremely arrogant. The mountain master is still in front of him. You don't have a right way to hang around with me. Don't make me misunderstood by the mountain master.

Chen Pingan asked, "Is Bai Jing really used to staying at Qilong Lane?"

Xiao Mo nodded and said, "I've seen Young Master before, but now I'm still honest. I just quarrel with Konghou all the time, but I have a good relationship with Zhou Junchen."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said with a heartfelt voice: "This sword training is actually a long trip again, but this time it will take 20,000 years to go backwards."