The Mi Li woman smiled and said, "But Mr. Jin from the Golden Crow Palace?"

The young swordsman smiled and said, "That's right."

The woman shook her head and apologized: "This monster cannot be sold to Mr. Jin."

The young swordsman frowned and said, "I'll pay double the price. My master wife happens to be short of a maid."

The woman hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I can't obey my order. This thing was promised by the master's sect to the Imperial Master's Office of Gou State. I can't decide it tonight."

The wife of the palace lord of the Golden Crow Palace has a cruel temperament. Her natal weapon is a ghost-fighting whip that is said to be refined from the green bamboos of Qingshen Mountain. Her favorite is to whip and kill maids. Only one person around her is lucky enough to survive to teach the old nanny, and the rest

, are all dead, and their bodies will be thrown into the thunder clouds on the top of the Golden Crow Palace, unable to be reincarnated. However, the Golden Crow Palace is definitely not an evil cultivator. They go down the mountain to kill demons and eliminate demons, and they spare no effort, and they have always liked it.

Choosing the difficult ghost king and fierce demon. It’s just that the palace owner of the Golden Crow Palace, a dignified Golden Core Swordsman, is most afraid of the lady who is the daughter of Dayue Mountain Lord, so that all the female cultivators and maids in the Golden Crow Palace are afraid of him.

I dare not say more than a few words to the palace master.

Otherwise, this deal is not completely non-negotiable. The master sect and the national master of the Liangou Kingdom must not mind selling a favor to the powerful Golden Crow Palace.

The young swordsman raised his eyebrows, "You are trying to reason but you won't listen. You have to force me to use my sword to be obedient? You, the little mother-in-law of Qingqing Mansion and a martial artist in the Sixth Realm, add some talismans and tricks. Believe it or not, I won over you.

You don’t have a good face to buy that little monster again?”

The young swordsman sneered and added: "Don't worry, I will still buy it! But from now on, I, Jin Le, will remember your Qingqing Mansion."

The girl Mi Li sighed in her heart, she couldn't bring down the entire sect because of herself. The monks of the Golden Crow Palace always had a clear distinction between love and hate, and were moody. Once they were unreasonable, they would be extremely difficult to deal with.

She turned around and looked at the little girl holding her head in her hands to lie to her about the water monster.

Just when she was about to nod in agreement, on the edge of the Mute Lake where you could hear the drop of a needle, there was a frail scholar who had taken off his bamboo hat early and put it on the bookcase. He was dressed in white and holding a folding fan. He stood up slowly and said with a smile: "If this

It’s reasonable, but I think it’s better to be unreasonable from the beginning and just buy and sell by force. Anyway, whoever is more capable is the boss, so you don’t have to take off your pants and fart and poop.”

The little girl in black's ears trembled slightly, raised her head, and said doubtfully: "It's wrong to take off your pants and fart. It's a cold night in the Yellow Wind Valley, and it's cool to expose your buttocks, but there's no way to poop, so what?

Don’t you want to take off your pants?”

The scholar in white smacked his head with a folding fan and suddenly realized, "That's right."

The little girl was smiling happily, hovering in the air, sitting cross-legged, with her hands folded across her chest, "All the scholars are stunned."

Just thinking about the string of bells that were given as gifts out of kindness, the little girl in black started to sniffle and wrinkle her face again.

It's all lies and pretense! That guy back then said that his greatest interest in life was not to be an official, but to write a popular book about zhiguai. He would definitely write an article about her at a certain length.

It was extremely long and full of color. He had even chosen a name at the time, and it was called "The Big Water Monster of Mute Lake". At that time, she was so admired that she was almost drooling. She also specifically reminded him that he must portray himself as more sinister and virtuous.

Some. The scholar agreed readily.

Why can't I see the string of bells now, but not the article I have been waiting for for a hundred years? Even if the word count is shorter, it doesn't matter.

The young swordsman bent forward, stared at the dog-like scholar in white, and said with a smile: "Hey, you are singing with this little demon, why are you two singing the oboe here?"

The scholar, who was wearing a snow-white robe that was still stained with dust, held a folding fan in his hand, cupped his fists and said, "I sincerely ask Mr. Jin from the Golden Crow Palace to raise your noble hand."

Another flash of sword light came through the air and hovered next to Jin Le. It was a graceful middle-aged female cultivator with a golden hairpin in her bun. She glanced at the scene on the lake and said with a smile:

"Okay, in this training, under the eyes of the little master uncle, we failed to kill the Huang Feng ancestor. I know you are in a bad mood at the moment, but the little master uncle is still waiting for you over there.

It’s not good to wait too long.”

Jin Le nodded, stretched out his finger, and pointed, "Qingqing Mansion, right? I remember it. Just wait for me to visit you soon."

Then he pointed at the scholar in white who was secretly wiping the sweat from his forehead. After looking at him, he immediately stopped and deliberately opened the folding fan to gently fan the breeze. Jin Le smiled and said: "I know you are also a monk, and you are actually wearing a robe.

Well, he’s a son, so don’t pretend to be a grandson to me. Do you dare to declare your name and sect?”

The man smiled and said: "I don't want to change my name when I go, I don't want to change my surname when I sit down. My surname is Chen, a good man."

Jin Le's face was gloomy, and he said to the middle-aged woman beside him: "Senior sister, I can't bear this, just let me use one sword, just one sword."

The female cultivator from the Golden Crow Palace reminded her softly: "My uncle may be watching us."

Jin Le snorted coldly at the scholar in white, "Hurry up and burn incense and worship Buddha. Please don't fall into my hands in the future."

The two Golden Crow Palace sword cultivators suddenly raised their heads and moved away with their swords, dragging out two extremely long sword lights.

The eight immortal masters of Qingqing Mansion who had gathered around the Mi Li woman breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the two sword lights disappear. But when they thought of Jin Le's coming to explain, they all smiled bitterly. Especially Mi Li.

The woman was even more heartbroken. However, the nine of them looked at the scholar in white who was wiping his forehead vigorously at this moment, and they were all a little grateful. If this person had not stepped forward and shared the attention of Young Master Jin of the Golden Crow Palace, they would have

The nine people are even more troublesome. Maybe tonight they will not be able to escape and they will fight each other. Although the power of Qingqing Mansion is inferior to that of Golden Crow Palace, it is really not that they have to kneel down and kowtow when they see two sword cultivators.

In any case, this trip down the mountain to catch monsters was indeed a bad time.

In the future, it will not be difficult for the master's sect to block Jin Le's Mountain Climb and Questioning Swordsmanship, given the background of Qingqing Mansion. However, it is inevitable that Qingqing Mansion will not deal with the Golden Crow Palace from now on.

The Mi Li woman clasped her fists and said with a smile: "This Mr. Chen, my name is Mao Qiulu. I come from the Qingqing Mansion in the Taozhi Kingdom in the northeast of the Baoxiang Kingdom. I would like to thank Mr. Chen for his righteous speech."

The man smiled and said: "I am not speaking out for justice, I just want to buy the mute lake monster with the immortal masters."

The little girl in black still crossed her arms across her chest and shouted: "Big water monster!"

Chen Pingan turned around and smiled: "I just met the Golden Crow Palace Sword Immortal, why don't you call yourself a big water monster?!"

The little girl rolled her eyes, "Just now my throat was on fire and I couldn't speak. If you have the ability, let your bullshit Sword Immortal of the Golden Crow Palace come back again, and see if I don't say what I said before..."

Don't wait for the little girl in black to finish speaking.

In the far distance of the sky, a blue line of golden light appeared, perhaps more than a thousand feet long, shooting straight into the depths of the Yellow Wind Valley.

Chen Ping'an squinted his eyes, glanced at it, and then looked away.

Hey, he's still a Jindan realm sword cultivator.

It seems that the young master uncle mentioned by the male and female monks of the Golden Crow Palace took action himself?

After this, the heaven and earth returned to clarity, and the sword light slowly disappeared.

The little girl quickly hugged her head and shouted: "Little water monster, I am just a little water monster as small as rice grains..."

The Mi Li woman and an old man from her sect smiled bitterly and said, "If this person takes action and asks us about swordsmanship, we will be in big trouble."

The old man shook his head and chuckled: "This Sword Immortal has a cold temperament and is really arrogant, but his behavior is completely different from that of Jin Le who likes to show off his authority. He is still very much like a mountain man. He has no trouble in his eyes and quietly goes down the mountain every time.

, just to kill demons and cleanse the sword. This time, I guess he is helping Jin Le and others protect the road. After all, the ancestor Huang Feng here is a real old golden elixir, and he is good at escaping. If you are not careful, it will be easy.

I will suffer a disaster and die. I think if this sword is used, Patriarch Huang Feng will not dare to show his head to eat monks again in a few decades."

The Mi Li woman who called herself Mao Qiulu looked at the scholar in white, shook her head and said with a smile: "Firstly, the Imperial Master's Office offered to buy this demon, and the price is very high. Secondly, now that Jinle of Jinwu Palace has been offended, Mr. Chen, if you accept this hot potato

, is not appropriate. Although our Qingqing Mansion is not as powerful as the Golden Crow Palace, the dispute caused by this mute lake monster is at least reasonable and we are not too afraid of the Golden Crow Palace."

Chen Ping'an put away the folding fan and put it on his waist, and said with a smile: "It's okay. I traveled all the way north and earned money just to spend it. Master Mao just set the price. And my whereabouts are as unpredictable as a leaf of duckweed.

Ye Xiu, if the Golden Crow Palace wants to get angry, it has to find me, so as long as Master Mao is willing to sell, I can buy it."

The little girl in black shouted angrily: "I don't want to sell it to you. How can I be a bad scholar? I might as well follow that sister to Qingqing Mansion and live as a neighbor with a river god. Maybe I can cheat some food and drink."

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Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid of the sword light of the Golden Crow Palace Sword Immortal? Once the Great Sword Immortal of Jin knows your whereabouts, you can only commit a thief's business for a thousand days. How can you guard against a thief for a thousand days?

How can you, a big water monster, endure being in constant fear every day?"

The little girl frowned and began to think hard about the problem. She didn't have to worry about it, just look at how badly she frowned.

Chen Ping'an looked at the group of immortal masters from Qingqing Mansion and said with a smile: "Let's make an offer."

The woman looked at the elder of the division, who nodded slightly.

Mao Qiulu still asked in a low voice: "Master Chen, are you really not afraid of the entanglement of the Golden Crow Palace?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I'm just avoiding their Golden Crow Palace."

Mao Qiulu was a little embarrassed and said: "But the Imperial Preceptor's Office offered one grain rain coin to buy this little fish monster. In fact, it can't be sold at such a high price, but it is connected to the He Po Goddess, so..."

The little girl said angrily: "What? Just one? Isn't it a hundred?! I'm so angry! That scholar in white, hurry up and give this little girl with weak fists a hundred grain rain coins. If you

Even if you blink your eyes, you are not a hero!"

Chen Pingan was too lazy to pay attention to this confused little water monster and handed over a Grain Rain coin.

Mao Qiulu looked surprised and said helplessly: "Mr. Chen, do you really want to buy it?"

At this moment.

A haggard old monk floated over and stood on the top of the slope, followed by a dozen dull-looking monks, all of different ages, old and young.

There are Buddhist beads hanging in front of everyone. They are made of ordinary materials, but the strings are filled with golden light, which is extremely eye-catching in the night.

After the old monk stood still, he said in a deep voice: "The Golden Crow Palace Sword Immortal has gone away. The Huangfeng ancestor was seriously injured and became mad. Instead of hiding in the roots of the mountain to cultivate, he wanted to eat people. Poor monk

We are already confronting it more than ten miles away, and we cannot hold it captive for long. You and the poor monk should quickly leave the boundary of Yellow Wind Valley and get up and hurry up. You really can't delay for a moment."

Chen Pingan gently threw the Grain Rain coin to the Mi Li woman and said with a smile: "After the transaction is completed, we can all run away."

Mao Qiulu gritted his teeth, caught the Grain Rain coin, and held it in his hand. It was indeed a genuine Grain Rain coin.

The little water monster hurriedly shouted: "Don't forget the string of bells! You can also buy them for a Grain Rain coin!"

Chen Pingan still ignored her.

The little girl's cheeks are bulging, which makes the scholar very unhappy.
To be continued...