His eyes pointed to Pei Qian, giving him a hint so that I could answer this difficult question.

Pei Qian raised his arm, bent his fingers into a chestnut shape, gently twisted his wrist, and breathed out.

Xiaomi Li understood and immediately shouted loudly: "I've learned on my own, I've learned on my own, no one has taught me!"

Cui Dongshan turned around and laughed.

Xiaomi Li coughed, turned around, winked at the big white goose, and glanced sideways at Pei Qian.

Cui Dongshan shouted: "Sister, the right protector seems to be hinting at something to me."

Xiaomi Li quickly stopped between Pei Qian and the big white goose, jumped up, waved vigorously, blocked Pei Qian's sight, and shouted: "Pei Qian, Pei Qian, what the hell! The big white goose is sowing discord."

As a result, Cui Dongshan got a chestnut blow from Chen Ping'an, and Xiao Mili got a chestnut blow from Pei Qian. Both parties made no profit or loss.

Cui Dongshan held his head, turned around and said with a smile: "Sir, in order to save money, the ferry can only go back to his hometown so slowly. Sir, he is busy in advance, so it is better to go to the capital faster by Yufeng."

Chen Pingan nodded, thinking it was feasible. Luolu Mountain adheres to the tradition of being diligent and thrifty, and cannot spend a lot of money just because it has a little bit of family property.

So after that, I took Ning Yao and left Dragon Boat

Ferry, travel together in the wind.

Xiaomi Li hugged the railing and rubbed her face on her arm, while the good mountain master went to work again.

Cui Dongshan sat on the railing and moved his butt little by little, "Xiaomili, let's chat?"

Xiao Mili was busy thinking about things and complained about Big White Goose's dishonesty. She deliberately didn't look at Cui Dongshan. She just smiled and said: "Who are you? The Big White Goose I know is generous, and the little senior brother is awesome. Someone is not that good at all."

It's not like him, even as small as a melon seed."

Cui Dongshan leaned back, turned upside down, and fell to the ground, hugging the railing with Xiaomi Li.

Pei Qian hesitated for a moment and asked something about the Empress Dowager Dali. Pei Qian had heard about it at the battlefield in the capital.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said that there was nothing to talk about. He was just a womanly family who clung to one-third of an acre of land and scratched anyone he saw.

Xiaomi Li is not interested in these and cannot remember them after hearing them.

In the past, when Pei Qian was only a little taller than me, it was fun to patrol the mountain bandits together every day.

Go and ask for some pieces of cloth from the old cook, learn from the heroine's costume in the novel, and ask Sister Nuanshu to help cut it into a cloak. One is holding a green bamboo staff, and the other is holding a golden pole. They go through the woods of Wuthering Mountain and kill enemies all the way. As long as they

If you run fast enough, the cloak can fly.

Every time it snows heavily in Luolu Mountain, Pei Qian makes her stand still and turn into a big snowman. Sister Nuanshu is either waiting under the eaves with a charcoal cage or preparing a stove in the house. Haha, she is a big snowman.

Water monster.

Another time, Pei Qian pulled her and they hid in the corner. They made an appointment in advance to let the old cook know what the most powerful hidden weapon in the world is. In the end, she stood still and nodded, and Pei Qian stretched out his hands.

With a snap, he grabbed her face, then staggered, spinning one after another, until she reached the middle of the road and just threw her out. As a result, the old cook also had some real skills and barely blocked her and put her on the ground.

, but the old cook was still very frightened. He kept moving back, punching randomly with both hands, and finally stood still. Finally, he could see clearly. The old cook blushed and said angrily that such a hidden weapon in the world, I'm leaving.

I have searched all over the world and read novels, but I have never heard of it. I was caught off guard. I was really caught off guard.

Every time there was a thunderstorm, they would stand side by side on the second floor of the bamboo building. I don’t know why, but Pei Qian was very powerful. Every time he held a hiking pole and moved a little closer to the rain curtain, there would be lightning and thunder. Every time she asked Pei Qian where he was.

How did you do it? Pei Qian said, millet grains, you can't learn it at all. The master took a fancy to my martial arts aptitude at a glance.

When Pei Qian grew up, the two of them stopped being so noisy.

Pei Qian also said that in fact, after Chen Lingjun entered the Nascent Soul realm, he had been deliberately keeping his figure unchanged, otherwise he would at least be a monk with a young appearance. If he wanted, he could become a mountain layman of about the same age.

Body shape. Xiao Mili asked why. Isn’t it good to grow taller for free without spending money? Pei Qian smiled and said that he was waiting for Sister Nuanshu. Xiao Mili immediately understood, Jingqing turned out to like Sister Nuanshu.

Pei Qian reminded her that you just need to know this. Don't ask Sister Nuanshu or Chen Lingjun. She put her fingers together and touched her mouth, "Understood!"

Pei Qian also said, when you are patrolling the mountain alone in the future, if you encounter Cen Yuanji practicing boxing on the steps, you can keep walking, but don't forget to say hello to Cen Yuanji, regardless of whether the other party agrees or not.

, you just do it as a coursework, it doesn’t matter if you forget it, just make it up next time. Xiaomili thinks this is not difficult, just asked Pei Qian why, Pei Qian smiled and said that in the eyes of the master, Sister Cen

He is a real pure martial artist. When he heard this, Xiao Mili nodded and felt sad. Pei Qian didn't even call her that nickname. Fortunately, Pei Qian quickly added, from now on, you can call her Sister Cen in person.

Behind her back she continued to call her Cen Hanhan.

Pei Qian saw that Xiao Mili had been in a daze and couldn't help but ask: "What are you thinking about? Is there something on your mind?"

Xiaomi Li let go of her hand, landed on the ground, nodded vigorously, stretched out her palm, and then made a fist, "Such a big worry!"

Then he spread his hands again, and Xiao Mili chuckled and said, "Swish, it'll be fine."

Among the layers of clouds, two figures disappeared in a flash, looking down at the mountains and rivers, they looked like silk threads.

In Ning Yao's field of vision, Chen Ping'an seemed to be practicing an excellent escape technique. His body turned into dozens of sword lights and dispersed with a bang. However, when he was finally forced to regroup his body, he would stagger and redraw the arc.

I flew to Ning Yao's side and started over and over again, never getting tired of it.

Ning Yao then remembered that Chen Ping'an, who liked to learn everything, seemed to have only not studied the escape technique to save his life. This was actually not common among the Immortal Masters of the Genealogy on the Mountain.

Ning Yao had nothing to do anyway, so she took a moment to pay attention, and after watching him perform a few times, her mind changed, and her figure quietly scattered eighteen sword lights, and finally condensed her figure over the sea of ​​clouds dozens of miles away.

Yao Tianyun hovered, waiting quietly for the guy behind him.

Chen Ping'an followed Ning Yao, and after that, he stopped practicing this escape technique. Soon the two of them passed by an immortal sect in the wind, with towering green ridges, ancient pavilions, and dangerously constructed buildings and mansions.

Rising from the mountain, there is a waterfall in the mountain, and a red-painted book on the cliff. There happened to be a group of fairies in colorful clothes, carrying flower baskets, as if they were going to a certain place to pick flowers to make incense. The orioles and swallows were laughing and laughing, and they saw two amazing things.

Seeing Hong's wind-controlling figure, they immediately stopped talking and cast curious glances at the strange man and woman. Could they be a pair of Taoist monks traveling in the mountains?

Ning Yao asked Chen Pingan if he knew what sect it was. Chen Pingan explained the historical origins of this small sect. Ning Yao raised his chin and asked if he knew anyone and if he wanted to say hello. Chen Pingan

He smiled and said no, no, I just heard about it and am not familiar with it at all.

When they finally recognized the face of the man who was passing by in the distance, a woman suddenly exclaimed in surprise and jumped for joy. She quickly told the fellow disciples and sisters around her that it was the swordsman in blue, the one from Luoluo Mountain!

It turns out that during the previous Zhengyang Mountain Questioning Swordsmanship, the monks of this Immortal sect had watched half of the fun with the help of Mirror Flowers and Water Moon.

Chen Pingan didn't recognize them, but they did recognize Chen Pingan.

Previously on the top of the mountain, they were chatting in front of the mirror, and the content of the argument was very feminine. Some people thought that the direct descendant of the Longquan Sword Sect named Liu Xianyang might have better swordsmanship, but his appearance and magnanimity were not as good as that of Luo Luoshan.

Master Chen. Later, some people learned that Luolu Mountain was near Piyun Mountain, and they had already made an appointment with their fellow disciples. Next time they went to Northern Great Li to practice, they must go and take a look, and try to see the Luolu Mountain Sword Immortal nearby.

A few glances.

I never thought that when I went out today, I would see the young swordsman passing by in the wind.

It's a pity that Shanzhu Chen is accompanied by a woman who looks just okay.

Maybe he is a disciple of this swordsman.

The same cultivator Yu Feng, whose speed is so different from that of cloud and mud, has already left those women behind. Looking at Chen Ping'an's helpless expression, Ning Yao couldn't help but laugh and said: "You don't need to deliberately act like this, I actually

I don’t care at all.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I know."

But in fact, why not give it a try?

It's one thing that Ning Yao doesn't care. It's definitely another thing if she doesn't care. The reason why she doesn't care is because she cares so much.

Things are arranged in order. Chen Ping'an is applying his teacher's order theory and applying what he has learned.

After Liu Xianyang left Yixian Peak, he gathered with several of Dong Gu's disciples at the Mountain God Temple in the suburbs of a small country in the north. Xie Ling said with a smile: "We just received a message from Master Feijian, telling us to hurry back. Master is at Shenxiu Mountain."

Wait for us."

Liu Xianyang was a little surprised. Blacksmith Ruan had not returned to Shenxiu Mountain for many years. Why, this boring gourd secretly looked at the mirror and the moon, and felt that the master's sword skills were not as good as his disciples. He had lost face. He was annoyed by this sword questioning and wanted to challenge his family's skills.

Served?

After the Song family of Dali allocated the vast territory of the old Zhongyue to the Longquan Sword Sect, they moved their family properties to the north one after another. First, Xu Xiaoqiao and Xie Ling were responsible for building mansions and repairing dojos there.

With the help of the emperor, they started to build a large-scale construction project, and they also needed to work with a Beiyue prince mountain god to stabilize the water transportation of the mountain roots. Later, Ruan Qiong also started to forge swords there. Dong Gu, the eldest disciple who originally had his residence in Hengshang Peak, took ten people with him.

Several direct disciples of the Sword Sect left the mountains to the west of Longzhou's jurisdiction and went to the new site of the Sword Sect to practice swordsmanship together, so that in the end only Liu Xianyang was left alone, guarding the blacksmith shop by the Longxu River.

At present, the four oldest direct descendants of the Longquan Sword Sect, except Liu Xianyang, is already a Jade Pu realm swordsman, his senior brother Dong Gu is a Nascent Soul realm Qi practitioner, Xu Xiaoqiao is a Jindan swordsman, and Xie Ling has learned a lot and is a Nascent Soul master.

Jing Sword Cultivator is also a hidden formation master, and is proficient in alchemy. It is no wonder that Ruan Qiong is not at all anxious about receiving the direct inheritance and re-passing it. He is even willing to make wedding clothes for others, and will Yu Ping, Liu

Sending this embryo of sword immortals that can open a mountain like jade down the mountain is equivalent to giving away a few golden elixir earth immortals to others for nothing. Ruan Qiong has always been like this when he accepts disciples.

If before, some people would have thought that Zhengyang Mountain was the two major sects based on swords, and Longquan Sword Sect was the main force. After Liu Xianyang asked about the sword, no one would think that Longquan Sword Sect could only be supported by Xie Ling.

It's become empty airs.

There are only a handful of Jade Pu realm sword cultivators before the age of fifty, let alone Aquarius Continent, on any continent in the world.

Miss Yu was also present. She just stood there, even if she didn't speak, it was pleasing to the eye. The flowers were beautiful and the moon was full.

The mountain god here was standing far away from the entrance of the temple. When he saw the Liu Jianxian who was coming to visit, the mountain god bowed his head and smiled brightly. He did not take the initiative to say hello and did not dare to disturb the young swordsman who was bullfighting in Zhengyang Mountain.

Liu Xianyang clasped his fists high and said, "I'm sorry for bothering the mountain god to clean up my cultivation."

The mountain god quickly clasped his fists and returned the greeting: "If there are immortals, then there will be spirits. This little god is very lucky."

Liu Xianyang ran to rub the shoulders of his senior brother Dong Gu and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Dong and Senior Sister Xu, you must speak for me when you meet Master. I am visiting Zhengyang Mountain this time. I have to pass through the pass and be surrounded by dangers.

, the injury was serious, and I risked my life to let our Longquan Sword Sect show up. If the master wants to curse people, it is too heartless and does not teach morality. I will be depressed when the time comes, and the foundation of the Tao is hurt. The master cannot cry afterwards.

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To be continued...