Another dwarf elf hurriedly put away the books, also a little doubtful, and finally stood up suddenly, holding a wooden gun, and shouted angrily: "How dare you, who let you break into my sheep intestine palace without permission? Tell me your name, and I will spare your life!"

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Chen Ping'an said hoarsely: "I was sent by the Summer Queen of Peoluo Mountain to invite the Great Demon Catcher to the Guanghan Palace as a guest. Where is your Great Immortal? Hurry, my lady has just captured a scholar from Tongfu City."

The rat at the door drooled and ran over, "Seriously?"

The other mouse spirit looked suspicious, pointed at Chen Ping'an with the tip of his spear, and gave Chen Ping'an two false pokes, "My ancestors said that the stinky summer queen loves to eat alone. Don't lie!"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "To be honest, my mother-in-law has something to ask for. She hopes that I can call the Demon Catcher Immortal to raid the formation and help deal with a young Sword Immortal who is making noise on the top of the mountain."

The rat spirit who kept wiping his saliva said in a low voice: "It must be the powerful swordsman that our ancestors talked about, and he has found the Summer Queen. Peeling Mountain is already close to Tongguan Mountain, so she is not the first one to be troubled."

The rat spirit holding the wooden gun thought about it and nodded, "Okay, then you can go back to the Peeling Mountain. I will go to the palace to inform my ancestors and I will not delay your summer vacation queen's request for help."

The other rat spirit was a little anxious and winked quickly.

Such a big living person with no strength to tie a chicken is always getting a little older, but as long as he puts it in the pot, he is still afraid that it will not cook well? It is not too late to kill him and go to the Great Sage of Moving Mountains to inform the ancestors.

, since there is a request from our Yangchang Palace on the other side of the Peeling Mountain, and it’s just a messenger, I guess the summer lady doesn’t dare to fart. In this way, can’t we two brothers have a good meal?

The rat spirit didn't seem to understand, and poked Chen Ping'an with the wooden gun again, "Why don't you get out of here? You can see my ancestors as long as you want? Lard has deceived your heart, are you looking for death?"

Chen Pingan noticed that the rat spirit was secretly winking at him, probably telling him to leave quickly.

The rat spirit next to him had quietly pulled out a sharpened pocket knife, hid it behind him, walked towards him, and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt to meet our ancestors. Our Yangchang Palace has always been hospitable to guests."

Chen Pingan just stared at the anxious eyes of the rat spirit in front of him, then stretched out a finger and flicked the rat spirit with the knife behind it, punching a bloody hole in its forehead, sending it flying backwards, killing him on the spot.

, fell at the gate of Yangchang Palace.

The mouse spirit holding a wooden gun in front of him seemed a little confused, and then he turned around and ran away in horror.

But with a hand holding down his shoulder, the rat spirit didn't dare to move. His mind went blank. In his field of vision, his colleague fell in a pool of blood. He didn't know why, but he died like that.

The ancestor once said personally that it has the potential to become a great demon. The ancestor has always liked it more. He also said that in the future, when Yangchang Palace is expanded and a mansion no worse than Guanghan Palace is opened, it will be handed over to it.

It went to sit as an abbot, but the ancestors never liked him very much. He often rewarded him with food from banquets on other hills, and taught him a set of sword skills, while he often beat and scolded him.

Chen Pingan carried the rat spirit to the steps and sat down. He took out the yellowed book from its sleeve. It turned out to be a badly damaged literati's notebook. After opening it, it was even more interesting and there were some crooked notes.

The narration is written with very fine charcoal. It can be seen that the writing is very serious, but it is still crawling. The words in the narration are often not many words, with some childish questions and some flattering words.

Chen Ping'an looked a little amused. After closing the book, he handed it back to the mouse spirit with a pale face and a trembling body.

Chen Pingan asked: "Do you know where the demon-catching immortal hides his treasure?"

After the mouse spirit stiffened his hands and feet and took the book, he said in a trembling voice: "I don't know... I won't tell you if I know... I won't tell you until I die."

Chen Pingan laughed dumbly, stretched out his hand, and there was a brand new book in his hand, still smelling of ink, "Remember to hide it, it is best to dig a hole and bury it first, otherwise this great demon catching fairy will be lucky to survive.

If you return to this palace, you will die. Your ancestor has a bright nose, and even I almost discovered it before."

The mouse spirit was stunned.

Chen Pingan put the book in its hand, "Do you remember it?"

The mouse spirit nodded blankly.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Hurry up and hide the books, and then let me knock you out. Of course, you can hit the door and faint yourself. As for escaping, don't even think about it."

The mouse spirit lost his wooden gun, dug up the soil somewhere, and hid the book.

Then he ran back to the steps of the gate, hesitated for a moment, and slammed his head against the gate. As a result, he fell to the ground with a bang, but he didn't faint. He turned around miserably and said: "This immortal master, it's you who should do it.

, it’s actually better to get some blood.”

Chen Pingan flicked his sleeves and knocked him unconscious. Blood slowly flowed from his seven orifices, but he just looked miserable.

Chen Ping'an kicked open the door of Yangchang Palace, walked straight across the threshold, and began to look for the place where the demon-catching immortal's treasure was hidden.

I patted the sword gourd and asked Chu Yi and Fifteen to help find clues.

Finally, under the incense table in the main hall of Yangchang Palace, he pried open the wooden plank and found a secret passage. Compared with the spacious tunnel in Peking Mountain, it was really narrow and cramped. Chen Ping'an could only crawl into it, and had to let the first year of junior high school pass.

After clearing the way, after about a stick of incense after the fifteenth hall, he finally came to a dark cave where one person could stand. Chen Pingan lit a fire stick and found that there was only an iron box, crookedly covered with talisman papers and talismans.

The paper has a lot of spiritual energy. It should be that the demon-catching immortal will change it frequently. However, I am not sure whether these restrictions are used to warn the owner, or if they are opened without authorization, they will cause talisman attacks.

Chen Pingan took a step back and let the first and fifteenth day of the new year take action, while he held his breath and concentrated to deal with the accident.

The two flying swords flew with lightning speed, circled around the iron box, and quickly split the yellow paper talismans?, destroying the courage of the talismans.

After a violent shaking of dissipated spiritual energy, there was nothing more strange. After Chen Pingan opened the iron box, he was speechless. It was not a magical weapon, let alone some fairy money, but a stack of books.

That's right, in this ghost valley, books are indeed rare.

Chen Pingan opened one of the ancient books, which was a book on war.

It seems that this great demon-catcher is the spirit who likes to study the art of war.

Chen Ping'an suddenly put his fingers together and caught a centipede that was flying toward his door. It was black and shiny. He shook it with his fist and knocked it to death and threw it aside.

After hesitating for a moment, I didn't have time to read through the items in the military books carefully, so I put them all into the objects within easy reach. After some more exploration, I made sure that there were no other treasure-hiding mechanisms, and then I turned back the way I came and returned to Yangchang Palace.

This great demon-catching immortal is really a pauper.

Next, Chen Ping'an still did not go to the mountain of the Great Sage of Moving Mountains, but went to Jixiao Mountain in the far north.

That is the territory of the Thunder God General.

This monster lives alone, unlike the Great Sage who can move mountains. The King of Heihe likes to recruit troops, but his ability to catch and kill opponents is the highest among the Six Sages.

Jixiao Mountain is surrounded by thunderclouds all year round, and lightning is constantly intertwined. Be it spirits or ghosts, they are innately afraid of thunder, so it is an extremely unpleasant place in the Ghost Valley. However, this monster did not know where it got a thunder method.

After repairing the broken scroll, it became deaf in both ears and one of its eyes exploded. Finally, it was given some magical powers of thunder, and it went into battle to fight, breathing fire from its nose, blowing smoke from its mouth, raising its hands and feet, and thunder and lightning.

He is a monster with a tough body but good skills, and the thunder method has an innate ability to restrain the evil spirit monsters in the Ghost Valley, so this Thunder God General has an outstanding status among the Six Saints.

Jixiao Mountain has no mountain roads, almost no vegetation, and is lifeless.

The sea of ​​clouds wraps around halfway up the mountain, the lightning flashes, the thunder roars, and the scene higher up Jixiao Mountain cannot be seen at all.

Chen Pingan flew up and down the mountains and rocks.

Chen Ping'an suddenly stopped and found that the treasure light on the other side of Diyong Mountain was brilliant and roaring continuously.

It seemed that a fierce and fierce battle took place.

That scholar has fallen into a den of thieves?

Chen Ping'an speeded up the climb.

After approaching the sea of ​​thunder and lightning clouds halfway up the mountain, there were streaks of lightning whipping out.

Chen Pingan punched them all away. After half a stick of incense, he scattered more than a hundred lightning bolts. Chen Pingan, whose arms were numb, suddenly had a clear vision.

High in the sky at the top of Jixiao Mountain, there is a thicker sea of ​​clouds. Golden electric lights are like pillars, all tilting down to the top of the mountain. The huge thunder is shaking the eardrums.

Even Chen Pingan was a little dazed. After taking a deep breath, he continued climbing.

Approaching the top of the mountain, thunder and lightning were like a cage, making it impossible to get close, so Chen Pingan had no choice but to rise up with his sword.

Stepping on the sword fairy, looking intently, the top of Jixiao Mountain turned out to be a thunder pond as big as a small pond, with plasma as thick as water and rolling snowflakes.

There is a crooked stone tablet with six characters written on it: "Dou Shuyuan Sword Washing Pond", which are all ancient seal scripts from the "Authentic Book of Alchemy".

The stone tablet must not be a common object, otherwise it would not be able to withstand the lightning strikes for so many years. It is only crooked, not damaged at all, not even a crack.

Chen Pingan stopped with his sword in hand.

We obviously know that this thunder pond is a small fairyland that all Zong Zitou immortals dream of.

But there is absolutely no way to start.

As for whether any heavenly and earthly treasures will be bred in the thunder pond, there is no way to know.

Chen Ping'an didn't even know what "Dou Shu Yuan" was, and he didn't even have the slightest idea about the real secret decree of Lei Fa.

Just like the opportunity at Baojing Mountain, Yang Chongxuan could wait because he came prepared and was ready to wait. If it were Chen Ping'an guarding that mountain stream, waiting for thousands of years might be in vain.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the golden lightning above the thunder pool, weighed his physical toughness, and held it for a moment. He might be able to jump into the thunder pool, and he could also support it, but he was afraid that it would be easier to get in than to come out. Once something was triggered,

Due to unknown restrictions, the power of thunder and lightning suddenly increased, and it was unimaginable what the outcome would be. Chen Pingan's eyes moved upward. Can he let the Sword Immortal disturb the sea of ​​clouds and force Leichi to temporarily lose "reinforcements"?

The sword fairy at his feet was eager to try, trembling slightly and trembling slightly, as if he wanted to compete with the noisy lightning and thunder.

Chen Pingan's face was full of confusion.

This thunder pool can exist on the top of Jixiao Mountain, and no one has moved it yet. Be it Pu'an or Jingguan City, it may not be possible. After all, they are heroic spirits born from ghosts, not orthodox gods.

Outside, the monks at the top of Luzhou Mountain in Beiju were unable to pass the "Sword Washing Pond" under the nose of Guixi Valley.

As for whether the Pima Sect had any intentions towards Leichi or was powerless, God knows.

It should be noted that Jixiao Mountain is not far away from Qinglu Town.

Zhu Quan, the leader of Pima Sect, is not someone who is afraid of Pu Chuan. If the great monk of Jingguan City succeeds, he should not be vague about it.

That means there is a high possibility that the mine pool cannot be moved.

Sword washing pool?

Can you temper your sword and sharpen its edge?
To be continued...