Extremely."

Chen Pingan turned around, waved his hand, and smiled with the woman: "Fellow Taoist Changsheng, you and I will be equals from now on. To be honest, I do have a place to go. It's called Lotus Root Blessed Land in Aquarius Continent, which is suitable for Taoist friends."

I have lived and practiced for a long time. It’s just up to my Taoist friends’ wishes where they will go after they leave the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and whether they want to go to the Lotus Root Blessed Land or not.”

The woman blinked her eyes and raised her hand. In all directions, there were many corpses of gods scattered everywhere, and the huge and decaying bodies were constantly broken and broken into pieces. Then, there were golden sand grains that connected into lines, and finally gathered around the woman in clothes.

, like a golden mountain, as big or small as the Dragon-Zhanping Cliff in Ning Mansion.

Shuangjiang reminded softly: "This golden mountain, in the Qingming world, is enough to refine the golden bodies of three or four river gods and Shuixian Mansion Lords. In the blessed land of Yinguan Ancestor, after all, it is only a middle-class

In this blessed land, there will only be more golden bodies and gods."

Chen Pingan tried his best to hold back his laughter, but in the end he couldn't hold it back. He cupped his fists and said, "Okay, I sincerely ask fellow Taoist Changshou to go to Aquarius Continent as a guest, and at least be a registered worshiper with few restrictions."

The golden sand that the remains of the gods were polished by the long river of time finally slowly attached themselves to the clothes of the woman who was wearing clothes, and there was no difference at all.

Chen Pingan believed deeply in his heart that wealth should not be exposed, and that was how it should be. He was indeed a member of the same group. The white-haired boy next to him who swaggered around the city and showed off everywhere was incomparable.

She asked curiously: "Master Yinguan, won't you return home?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Let's talk about it."

She asked no more questions.

It's as if she still considers herself a maid.

Chen Pingan then wandered alone, but before parting, she put her finger to her forehead, took out a gold and copper coin, and handed it to Chen Pingan.

Shuangjiang took the woman to pick up the treasure, and the two sides calculated it. Shuangjiang initially planned to find it by herself. Of course, it was all her own. What she found was divided equally between the two parties. She never thought that the stinky bitch with a filthy state would borrow it from someone.

She actually wanted a 50-50 share of the dog courage given to her. However, her realm cultivation level was not worth mentioning, but it was the ancestral money of gold and copper coins. Even if she was killed by herself and transformed into a Dharma form, Chen Ping'an would still pocket it.

The golden copper coin was manifested, and when the time came to complain and blow the wind on the pillow, Shuang Jiang felt that he couldn't bear it. With Chen Ping'an's temper, he liked to haggle over such small things, and nine times out of ten he would directly

Ask Chen Qingdu to chop himself to death with a sword. Shuang Sheng could only talk to her kindly, and finally talked about the four-to-six split. Shuang Sheng made a small profit, but she felt more tired than having to pester the old deaf child for eighty years.

Unexpectedly, she was still dissatisfied and murmured sadly that the slave was really useless, causing the master to lose 10% of his income.

Shuang Jiang almost knelt down and kowtowed to this aunt.

Chen Ping'an came to the sea of ​​clouds that naturally gave birth to water-borne raindrops. He lay on the sea of ​​clouds, folded his hands on his abdomen, closed his eyes and rested.

Mustard seed mind, traveling around.

Finally, in the small world of the human body, Chen Ping'an came to the shore of the Heart Lake. With a little excitement, an unusually stable and unusual arch bridge appeared.

The real body has been sleeping soundly on the clouds.

Chen Ping'an's mind is standing at one end of the Immortality Bridge. As long as he crosses the bridge and reaches the other end, there should be another Dongfu realm Qi practitioner between heaven and earth.

The little golden man riding a fire dragon came to Chen Pingan's mind, crossed his arms across his chest, and raised his head.

The fire dragon under the seat has grown vigorously after tempering its martial arts. If the fire dragon was only the size of a slender chopstick before, it is now as thick as an arm and has an overwhelming aura.

Chen Pingan said softly: "Don't curse."

The little golden man sneered: "Don't you keep scolding yourself? I'm so tired of scolding you that I can't help but listen."

Chen Pingan said: "It is said that manpower will eventually be exhausted. The key point is that I have always believed in this, so it makes no sense to scold him, right?"

The golden man said: "You are afraid that you will not be able to leave, that you will become the second Chen Qingdu, and at the same time you are not as capable as Chen Qingdu. You are afraid that we will never see each other again. For the first time in your life, you are afraid of everything you do.

I won’t be able to give anything in return from my side.”

Chen Ping'an jumped up and down a few times, then used his fists to hit the palms of his hands, and then performed a set of bastard punches. Finally, he stretched out his hand to exhale and looked at the arch bridge, "Everyone does this, there is nothing to be embarrassed about."

The golden man was silent for a moment, and then used some curse words to express comfort.

Listening to the long-lost dialect of his hometown town, Chen Pingan suddenly became happy. His eyes were as clear as the stream in his hometown, and a little sad like the little fish that flicked its tail and ran into the water plants, never to be seen again.

Finally, Chen Pingan mentally exited the small world, stood up from the sea of ​​clouds, and headed for the prison entrance against the wind.

Crossing the bridge is not an urgent matter. We will wait until the martial arts of the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the Savage World are completely refined and fully integrated into the human body, mountains and rivers.

It's time to escape from the cave realm.

When the cave is opened, the small world and the big world are connected, and the abundant spiritual energy of the prison world mixed with the strong sword intent will flow into the major key Qi palaces.

It's just that the pain of flesh and soul may be regarded as a daunting path by ordinary Qi practitioners in the lower five realms, as a threshold of life and death that is extremely difficult to cross, but to Chen Ping'an, it is really nothing.

Chen Pingan passed by the cage this time, and the great demon Yunqing showed up again, with a smile on his face, and joked: "I was lucky in martial arts before, but now I am refining the treasure of the corpse of the gods, and I have to congratulate the hidden official again. When I reach the cave realm, I will also

I'm a little busy to congratulate you again. Fortunately, we're not in a wild world, otherwise I would have to give out three gifts just to celebrate."

Chen Ping'an stopped and said with a smile: "In the vast world, the presence of a god from the top of the mountain in the Five Realms is the best gift."

Yun Qing looked at the narrow knife and praised, "What a good knife."

Chen Pingan put his palm against the handle of the knife and said, "It's heavy, it's really a good knife."

Yun Qing sighed: "It seems that there are not many opportunities to talk to Yin Guan."

Chen Ping'an said in a deep voice: "It would be a great pity to meet Senior Yun Qing in the vast world."

Yun Qing smiled and said: "Not in a barbaric world, it would be a pity to invite a hidden official to drink fine wine. The scenery on my old mountain top is superb."

The white-haired boy returned home with a full load, and the woman beside him lived a long life.

With her here, it is easy to get the golden sand. What needs more efforts from Shuangjiang are the remaining things from the corpses of ancient demons. They are scattered and very laborious. The treasures of heaven and earth are very spiritual and will not be like gods.

The remains and the bones of the great demon refused to move. Even if Shuang Sheng tried his best to search for them, it would be very troublesome. Fortunately, the woman was indeed the incarnation of Ancestor Qian. She had great luck, and the final harvest exceeded Shuang Sheng's expectations.

That's it. Later, after gaining experience, Shuang Jiang deliberately stayed away from her. When she encountered the opportunity, he said hello to him. He pounced forward and worked conscientiously to capture those heavenly and earthly treasures that were running around like swordsmen and flying swords.

The two sides agreed that today they would just dig the ground in one direction. From now on, they would go to one place every day and do a rough search in at least ten days. In the next ten days, they would check and fill in the gaps.

It was the first time for the woman to enter this prison, so she was inevitably curious.

The great demon Qingqiu saw the woman beside Chen Pingan. She was quiet, soft and beautiful. She clicked her tongue and said: "Master Yin Guan is so beautiful, but the taste is a bit too strong. First it was a skinned woman, and now it's changed to

This is not a real spirit with flesh and blood, Lord Yin Guan, what's the matter with you? Isn't there a seven-tailed fox demon in prison? If I remember correctly, there are still several other female monks, and these are not enough for you.

food?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "You are almost dead, can't you say a few nice words?"

The big demon, whose true form was the green loach, sneered: "It's just you? Plus that broken knife? If you stretch out your neck and let you chop it, can you chop it?"

Chen Pingan pushed the knife out of its sheath, "Let's try it?"

The great demon Qingqiu instantly disappeared into the fog barrier.

Shuangjiang laughed heartily.

The woman had a long life, so she said goodbye and left. The filth and evil atmosphere in the prison was too strong, and she did not want to continue to visit.

When they came to the twisting core, Chen Pingan waited for her to pull out a weft thread and said, "I'll lend you the magic knife."

Nuxin handed the French knife in his hand to Chen Pingan.

After Chen Ping'an took the sword, he smiled and said: "In our hometown, when giving scissors or hatchets to others, the tip of the knife will be pointed toward you."

Nuxin ignored it and asked: "Decided?"

Chen Pingan nodded, and first took out the cyan talisman paper that carried the text on the golden urn and jade book. Because there were too many and heavy words, the paper looked uneven.

Chen Ping'an spread out the talisman paper in one hand and held a short knife in the other hand. He pierced his heart and made a Qi practitioner's heart blood drop by drop fall from the tip of the knife onto the talisman paper. Then he used Biyou Mansion Water Temple to

The water refining technique, controlling blood drops, is like writing a sutra in small regular script, stroke by stroke, with regular rules and full of spirit, and finally "writes" a deed interpretation letter, the content is concise, the meaning is simple but the wording is precise.

Especially when signing the name at the end, a piece of natal aura was peeled off from the three souls and seven souls and injected into the name "Chen Ping'an".

Chen Pingan handed the magic knife back to Nian Xin.

Nian Xin took the sword and frowned, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have revealed this to you."

When she first met this young hermit official, she was very confused as to why he was so entangled with the dragon clan. Later, after putting some effort into it and chatting with the demon outside, she uncovered a shocking incident.

Secret matter. Chen Pingan has a deeply hidden contract. Both parties have equal status and are not masters and servants, but their lives are at stake. The effect is similar to the contract between ordinary mountain monks when they form a couple with gods and immortals. Of course

Chen Pingan's deed did not involve any love, and the person who wrote it could be said to have taken advantage of it, with almost no restrictions.

Chen Ping'an's face was pale, but he seemed relieved to have settled a huge karmic grudge.

Not only for myself, I want peace of mind, but also for my student to be able to put his best efforts into Aquarius Continent.

Shuangjiang squatted aside and said regretfully: "Ancestor Yin Guan has made a huge loss in this business. He shouldn't be so cheerful. If it were me, he would rip off a lot of money."

Chen Ping'an handed the talisman paper to the demon outside and said: "That means I knew it too late, otherwise I should have done it long ago. Shuangjiang, you give it to the old deaf man. After he left the prison, he gave it to Fengxue Temple

Wei Jin, to help send it to Aquarius Island, it can only be handed over to a man named Cui Dongshan."

Shuangjiang said with a smile, "Let's give the twisting core to the old deaf child. They just became relatives."

Chen Pingan twitched the corners of his mouth and kept his original posture.

You know that this demon incarnation has long recognized the foot of this talisman with rich cyan light.

Shuangjiang raised his hands and said, "Don't tempt me. I won't touch this talisman to my death. Otherwise, if I'm not careful, I will be plotted by you again and my centuries-old Taoism will be damaged."

When the demon outside is called Grandpa Yinguan or Patriarch Yinguan, he usually speaks the truth.

Chen Pingan then handed the talisman paper to Twisting Core.
To be continued...