That bit of water magic and magic in the secret book of my father's practice, secretly drinking some water luck from Baojing Mountain, relying on stupid methods to increase my cultivation level little by little, it's already the best."

The girl smiled sweetly, "Dad, are you afraid that becoming a god will have to suffer the pain of 'shattering your bones and frying your soul'?"

The old man was also a thick-skinned man, "That's natural. Whether it's living or dead, or we monsters in the mountains and rivers, all of us in this world are rushing to enjoy happiness. Why is it relatively simple for the heroes of the dynasty to become gods?

, it is because of the protection of national destiny, merit and virtue, and ghosts and ghosts becoming gods. Why are they so dangerous? Is it because they are far away from the world, cannot save their moral virtues, and have credit with God? In this ghost valley, I have only seen a few people in my life.

A living person? He has such a bad character, not to mention that if he sees one, he will harm him to death. He has deceived so many Qi practitioners to go to the mountains and rivers to observe the water, causing them to lose their souls. For hundreds of years, every time during the Qingming Festival

, just go around Baojing Mountain, picking up soil and burning incense again and again, do you think it’s fun? This is in my heart, and I feel guilty."

The old man stomped his feet for no reason and said angrily: "My dear, you are so pretty, why do those city lords look down on you? Otherwise, let alone a sparrow turning into a phoenix, becoming the first wife of a certain city lord is just a favored one.

Concubine, it’s time for dad and your useless brother to flourish. Where can we stay in this indifferent Baojing Mountain, staring at small eyes, eating and waiting to die? Just say that big pervert in Fenlang City

Embryo, I was previously clamoring to get you married to a matchmaker in a big sedan chair, but why have you become so devoid of desire these years that you are no longer tempted?"

The girl looked a little innocent.

Can you force others to like you or not?

She has a pair of very beautiful eyes.

The old fox lamented endlessly. The Xishan fox clan was withering away day by day, and there were not many left.

I heard that there is a place in Aquarius Continent where the fox clan is prosperous, but the old fox firmly believes that even if he goes there, his daughter will still be as stunning as Yan Jia.

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The white jade square at the entrance of the lord's mansion in Skinny City is as bright as a mirror, and the light can shine on people.

A girl clenched her hands into fists and placed them on her chest. She wrinkled her face and pouted, looking at the badly damaged chariot, she wanted to cry without tears.

Thanks to my grandma's house.

After escaping from death twice in a row, the city lord of Skinny City was not at all happy, only sad.

For the first time, she actually admitted that her skills were inferior to others. This was a common thing in Ghost Valley. Many city lords who had great fame in history were not as good as her now. They were working as cattle for Bailong City and Xiangci City.

Horses are worse than chickens and dogs, but chickens and dogs still dare to croak and bark at passers-by. How dare those big ghosts who once served as city lords dare now?

But the second time, it seemed calm and calm, without any trace of blood, but it was what worried Fan Yunluo the most.

The favor owed to the famous "Bone Sword Immortal" in Ghost Valley must always be repaid.

There are no exceptions.

Fan Yunluo sniffed, wiped her face, and walked around the baby carriage, touching and wiping here and there, feeling extremely distressed.

If you want to restore it like new, you have to have a lot of summer money. How difficult is it to earn some fresh fairy money in Ghost Valley without having any money?

Fan Yunluo suddenly hit the chariot with her forehead, making a loud bang.

She howled hard.

Seeing the old woman who was lucky enough to return to the city alive, she felt even more guilty. At that time in Crow Ridge, she and those greasy-skinned female ghosts in city palace costumes fled. Some of them were unlucky. The house leaked and it rained all night. It was better to die in the house.

The sword of the young swordsman was kidnapped by the golden elixir ghost and his men. She hid quickly, and later gathered a few greasy city female officials, which was a small way to make up for her mistake, but now she saw the city lord.

With such a look, the old woman was a little worried. Judging from the city lord's attitude, he was asking her to use her private money to repair the chariot, right?

For a while, the old woman had the idea of ​​moving to another city.

In Ghost Valley, big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimps, and the shrimps at the bottom can only eat mud.

Once the situation of losing troops and generals occurs, the consequences will be unimaginable, and it will easily attract the covetousness of surrounding forces. Once several forces secretly form an alliance and swarm the city, Skinny City is destined to fall apart.

Here, as long as it is a fight, it is most taboo to remain in a stalemate, or to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred to oneself, because larger forces often take advantage of the situation and beat them to death. If the two parties are making wedding clothes for others, why bother?

Come on. But once a certain city in the Ghost Valley decides to take action, it will most likely be after weighing all kinds of considerations before settling on the prey, so it is often a one-shot kill, which is a sure shot.

Although Fan Yunluo is a golden elixir cultivator, she is still weak in Skin City, so Fan Yunluo likes to make secrets. For example, she half-hiddenly revealed that she has a very good relationship with the Pima Sect and has met a Pima Sect garrison.

The ancestral hall in Qinglu Town has a monk who is a sworn brother, but the old woman knows the truth and is talking nonsense. If the other party is willing to nod, let alone being a sworn brother of the same generation, he will recognize him as his godfather, or even his ancestor, Fan Yunluo.

They are all willing. Fortunately, the monk devoted himself to asking questions and did not care about worldly affairs. In the Pima Sect, like Yang Lin in the mural city, he was a proud man with a promising future, and he was too lazy to bother with the skinny city.

That’s all.

Their Skiny City is the lowest power among the cities in the south of Ghost Valley. The group of female ghosts brought to Crow Ridge are all Fan Yunluo's henchmen. This trip has really damaged the foundation of Skiny City.

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The White Lady had been seriously injured, ranging from a few inches to a hundred years. She could only lie half-dead in the pool. A loss of combat strength was nothing. This White Lady was not known for her combat prowess.

But she is the concubine of the city lord of Fenlang City who is secretly kept outside. This is a fact known to everyone in the south of Guixiao Valley. It is not a secret. And the wife of the city lord is not only a Taoist companion with the city lord, but she is also the real manager.

, because of the White Lady matter, Fenlangcheng has always looked down upon Skiny City and was extremely displeased.

The old woman lowered her head slightly, with a gloomy expression on her face, and thought that if she didn't do anything else, why not steal the central magical weapon of the city's defense array and cast it on the lady of Fenlang City?

As long as Fenlang City eats up Skiny City, maybe the next Lord of Skiny City will be

Every position is expected to be one's own.

Ghost Valley has a total of thirty-six large and small cities in the north and south. They have always been city lords with flowing water and cities made of iron. When the city lords are changed, they just change their names according to their preferences.

This is an unwritten rule of the Ghost Valley. It is said to have come from the White Bone Jingguan City. Attack the city and fight against each other. Let your victorious party eradicate the grass and roots. It doesn't matter how you eat them alive or kill the ghosts. The only thing is that you are not allowed to cause wanton destruction.

So much so that the city was destroyed into ruins. Unless you have the foundation and capital to rebuild a city on the ruins within ten years. Otherwise, when ten years are up, several immortal and ghost commanders from Jingguan City will lead their armies south.

It is true that no chicken or dog is left behind.

The old woman was hesitant. Although she was more inclined to betray Skinny City and the incompetent Fan Yunluo, she was still a little embarrassed. This dirty thing of a seller seeking glory was still not very popular in Ghost Valley after all, so she changed her master to serve her.

It will also crowd out the meritorious veterans and take the opportunity to cause trouble.

The only hope is that Mrs. Fenlangcheng, because she is also a woman, will not care about whether these people are loyal or not.

Fan Yunluo suddenly stopped her crazy movements, turned to the old woman, and said pitifully: "The man named Pu from Bailong City, after rescuing me, said that there will be another tribute this year, and he wants a double portion. Aunt Chang, what do you mean?

What should we do? We have so few defeated soldiers in Skinny City, where can we find magic weapons that can stand on the stage and have the Dharma Eyes of White Cage City?"

The old woman's heart trembled and she said with a smile: "City Lord, this is a blessing among misfortunes, it's a good thing! Now that Puda City Lord has opened Chrysostom, we in Skinny City won't have to worry about any thieves for at least a hundred years."

Fan Yunluo's childish face was still full of sorrow, "But Skinny City cannot make ends meet, and every time she has to empty her family's wealth and survive for a hundred years, dying late is not death."

The old woman could only force out a smile and consoled her: "The city lord does not need to be discouraged. A hundred years may not be long or short. As long as time changes once or twice, our city will suddenly transform into a first-class city in the south."

It will become a big city. When the time comes, the city lord will not only look at the faces of Xiangci City and Fenlang City, but City Lord Pu will also rely on the city lord."

Fan Yunluo nodded.

She stretched out her fingers, wiping her face like a kitten, scratched the corners of her eyes, and said doubtfully: "I'm so heartbroken, but I don't even have a few tears. It's a bit shameful."

The old woman was speechless.

Fan Yunluo waved her hand, put the chariot into her sleeves, walked towards the gate of the mansion, and shouted: "I'm going to stab that bastard wearing a hat to death!"

The old woman followed behind her, her thoughts changing rapidly.

Are the city lord's words knocking him down? Or are they unintentional words?

Fan Yunluo kept walking and suddenly turned around and asked, "By the way, what's that person's name?"

The old woman said awkwardly: "The other party doesn't seem to have a self-registered number."

Fan Yunluo stopped, dumbfounded, suddenly waved her sleeves, stamped her feet, and said with great sorrow: "I can't even prick the straw man I'm good at."

The old woman was helpless.

How many little straw men are piled up in the boudoir in the city lord's mansion? Which one will work?

Fan Yunluo is already short in stature and wears big clothes. Walking around the mansion, she actually looks like...a walking carrot.

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Over there in the deep stream of Baojing Mountain, Chen Ping'an, who was determined, used many methods, such as taking out a fishing rod from Zizhu Island in Shuli Lake, and after looking at an object on the bottom of the water, he did not dare to look at the water too much, and quickly held his breath and concentrated.

, and then threw the fishhook into the water, trying to pick up a few pairs of crystal white bones from the bottom of the water, or hook the few broken magical weapons that emitted a faint golden light, and then dragged them out of the stream. Chen Pingan tried several times and was surprised.

I found that the scene at the bottom of the lake was like a mirage, just a phantom. I lifted the pole again and again, but it was empty.

Chen Ping'an still didn't believe in evil, and tried several methods, but still couldn't get anything out of the bottom of the water. He thought it might be that this deep stream breeds the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, forming a barrier similar to the landscape formation, and finally twisted out a yellow

I used the barrier-breaking talisman on the talisman paper to clear the way, quickly threw it into the water, and then threw the pole to follow the path into the water. However, the talisman burned very quickly in the gloomy water, and still returned without success.

Chen Pingan squatted by the water, feeling a little sorry for the barrier-breaking talisman.

Yang Chongxuan lay on the snow-white stone cliff on the other side and said with a smile: "Don't talk about your fancy tricks. In history, many earthly immortal monks have used all their magic weapons. There are even monks who borrowed a priceless drinking bottle to consume their spiritual energy.

, using his magical power, he drew countless amounts of water from this stream. The water in the drinking bottle was enough to flood a large dynasty city, but he still didn't take out anything from this stream. This business was a huge loss. Do you know the reason?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I hope fellow Taoist Yang can clear up my doubts."

When traveling abroad, calling people to be Taoist friends is the best way to avoid making mistakes.

Yang Chongxuan folded his hands as a pillow, basked in the sun, squinted at the sky, and said slowly: "On many hills, they like to let the beautiful female cultivators use the magic of mirror flowers, water and moon as a means of making money. The male cultivators in the world look at that bowl.

Water, in the water curtain, all the charming fairies are close at hand, seemingly within reach, but how far is the real distance? How long can your fishing line be? Is it even a thousand miles away?

"

Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "That's it. It seems that I have thought too much."
To be continued...