Deng Liang entered Feisheng City in the sixth year of Jiachun, almost a year later than Zheng Dafeng.

Deng Liang's greeting gift to Feisheng City was not light. He brought a large amount of mountain supplies unique to Jiudu Mountain, sixty jars of secretly brewed New Year's Day wine, three hundred ghost-quenching charms known as the Green Ribbon Golden Book, and eight

One hundred kilograms of Xianjia rice called Chongsi Rice. In Chen Pingan's view, if the wine and the talisman are considered the icing on the cake, those rice seeds are a real help in times of need. Now they are already in Zifu Mountain and Wukui City.

This kind of Xianjia rice began to be widely cultivated.

Many ideas coincide with each other.

The only problem is that Feisheng City is currently focused on expansion. It is not that the Ancestral Hall did not adopt some of the suggestions given by the Chief Enshrined Deng Liang, but they can only temporarily shelve them, or they do not pay enough attention to them.

This is normal. There are so many things that need to be done and things that can be done at hand.

In fact, the three-line monks in Ascension City have done a good job.

He declined Deng Liang's invitation and did not go to his mansion for a drink. Now Deng Liang has also recruited two disciples and a group of registered disciples, and he has made up his mind to establish a sect for Jiudu Mountain here.

Yu Feng left Zifu Mountain, and on the way Ning Yao spoke to Chen Pingan in his heart. Chen Pingan immediately asked Xiao Mo to go to Feisheng City first, and then sacrificed a caged bird.

Ning Yao blushed slightly, took off the golden robe on his body, and then took off the sword box and handed it to Chen Pingan, like a very special customs clearance document to help Chen Pingan enter Ascension City.

Chen Ping'an's eyes were just dazzled, and Ning Yao had already put on a robe made by the clothing workshop of the past.

Ning Yao said: "Don't delay your practice."

Chen Pingan smiled and put on his golden robe and held the sword box in his arms.

Ning Yao said: "I'm not kidding you."

If this love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? Especially for those who are cultivators on the mountain who hope to truly live forever, decades of time are really nothing.

Chen Pingan put away the bird in the cage, nodded and said: "Recently in Xiandu Mountain, I have been practicing more diligently than ever before, just like when I first started learning Shanshanquan."

Ning Yao nodded and said: "When I get home, I want to retreat, but whenever I have something to do, I just knock on the door. It won't delay my practice."

What he said is very unique and very Ning Yao.

Chen Ping'an asked in confusion: "Why do we need to retreat again?"

It seems that since she met Ning Yao, she has only retreated twice. The last time was not long ago. Ning Yao was in Dali Capital and needed to stabilize the first level of Ascension Realm.

Ning Yao glanced at him and stopped talking.

Chen Pingan became more and more strange, "What's wrong?"

Ning Yao said from the bottom of his heart: "I want to prepare early for reaching the Fourteenth Realm. The road is ready, and there are about two or three thresholds that need to be crossed."

Chen Pingan wiped his face and remained silent.

Xiao Mo should really listen. After thousands of years of practice, he has yet to truly find the path to pure sword cultivation that reaches the fourteenth level. Xiao Mo, are you ashamed?

Ning Yao raised the corner of his mouth, then quickly lowered it.

Ah.

I heard that someone once told the big demon culprit on the Tuoyue Mountain that if I were your age, you wouldn't be able to see me draw my sword.

The two of them were not very fast in riding the wind. Xiaomo was hiding in the sky above the border of Feisheng City and had been waiting for a long time.

Compared to Chen Ping'an, who bears the true name of the great demon, Feisheng City is less wary and hostile towards Xiao Mo. This actually has something to do with Xiao Mo's swordsmanship being too "orthodox".

After all, if we really want to compare, if we don’t talk about the foundation of the Dao, but only the inheritance of the Dao, Xiao Mo might be able to match the elder swordsman Chen Qingdu’s senior brothers.

Ning Yao took the two of them to the martial arts field at home and went into seclusion. Anyway, he knew someone very well.

Chen Pingan had already handed the sword box back to Ning Yao.

A huge Ning Mansion.

It seems increasingly empty and quiet.

Two old men are missing, and a Dragon-Slaying Cliff is missing.

Chen Ping'an's house was neatly tidied, and the bedding on the bed was folded neatly, without any stale air. It should be because he often took it out to bask in the sun.

In the opposite wing, on a table, there are some plain seals that had not been carved back then, piled up in a pile, and several booklets, all of which were poems and sentences copied from books. If Fatty Yan's silk shop has more business,

After working on it for a few months, I estimate that I will have an additional book of Three Hundred Sword Immortals' seals by now.

At that time, Dong Bubu asked for three book seals for himself, two boudoir friends, and the second shopkeeper who was doing a prosperous seal business. The remaining two female swordsmen were Situ Longqiu and Guan Mei.

Dong had no choice but to spend lavishly, so he directly gave Chen Ping'an a large piece of precious fairy material called frost jade. It was heavy, weighing seven or eight kilograms. It was a priceless treasure in the world.

According to the agreement, the remaining "leftovers" other than the seals of the three parties will be used as wages for the second shopkeeper.

As a result, from those scraps, Chen Pingan carved twelve extremely small plain seals, using Feijian Fifteen as a "carving knife". One party's private seal was a small summer coin, and no counter-offer was allowed.

Among them is the book seal with the inscription "Guan Tao Guan Dao Guan Dao", but it is still a mystery to whose family it belongs.

If it were to live in the vast world, some insightful people with unique vision would "search for it" according to the seals of Baijianxian and Jianjianxian, and the inspection would be correct, and they would be sure to be genuine, just like the Tanrong Tan Palm in Pushan Yuncaotang.

I met Lu, and if I spent a Grain Rain coin to buy it, I would definitely not frown.

Chen Pingan twisted the wick with his fingers and instantly lit a lamp on the table. Then he sat in front of the table, spread out the booklet, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Mo, come and take a look. Is there any seal you want in particular? I can give it to you."

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Xiao Mo sat aside, took the book, and carefully flipped through the pages. He stopped and said with a smile: "Master, that's it."

Chen Ping'an turned his head and glanced at the printed text on the page, which was the sentence "The air of pure elegance is like Tai'a coming out of the box." Hey, Xiao Mo has a good eye and is quite good at picking.

Lifting his chin again, Chen Pingan took out a brand new carving knife from his sleeve. During his free time while practicing in the Xiandu Mountain Dojo, he made and refined a carving knife with his own hands. "Choose your own seal. This treatment is not worth it."

Common."

Xiao Mo stood up, picked out the tallest piece of plain seal, like a peak among the mountains, and gave it to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan rolled up his sleeves, rubbed his hands and breathed, and returned to his old business. Not sure if he would feel unfamiliar, he made a few movements to stretch his arms. Since it was given to Xiaomo, and it was not a money-making business, he had to do it.

dessert.

When Chen Ping'an was at his desk carving seals, there were only rustling sounds in a house.

When his young master twisted the seal with his two fingers and finished carving a few lines of improvised marginal content, he raised it a little and gently blew the scraps of the seal. Xiao Mo said softly: "Sir, in Wukui City and Tuoyue City, both are temporarily closed.

I didn’t notice anything strange.”

Chen Ping'an just hummed slightly and continued to immerse himself in seal carving.

Xiao Mo was previously at Wukui City. As soon as Ning Yao showed up, Chen Ping'an asked him to leave his Yin Shen body and travel far away, and then rushed to Tuoyue City in his Yang Shen body to check the changes in the heartstrings of the monks in the two cities.

It's like an invisible emergency.

But at this moment, Xiao Mo's real body, sitting quietly at the table, knew that his young master was not really willing to do this, but had to do it.

As for this impromptu trip, the young master is actually not worried about this vibrant Ascension City, but rather worried about Ning Yao.

As for the reason, the young master only gave a strange metaphor, but did not elaborate on the reason.

I just want to say that it is a very troublesome guessing game, the kind of guessing game where all the answers are given.

It has something to do with the disciple that Huang Ting, the female crown prince of Taiping Mountain, accepted in this world.

In fact, in the Ning Mansion, besides Ning Yao, there is also a foreign guest. He is not a native of Feisheng City, but a survivor of Tongyezhou. To be precise, he is the descendant of those survivors who took refuge in the colorful world.

She is a little girl, born in a colorful world.

Therefore, it is the Jiachun year in the colorful world, so that is how old she is.

She is the only disciple that Huang Ting has accepted here. Her surname is Feng and her given name is Yuanxiao. It seems that because she was born on the Lantern Festival in the first year of Jiachun, her parents gave her such a name.

Huang Ting did not take her to Haoran Tianxia at that time, so she handed her over to Ning Yao to take care of her. The little girl was left at Ning Mansion in Feisheng City.

Chen Ping'an initially thought that she would be a little girl like Chai Wu, with such good Taoist aptitude that she would be lawless.

But Ning Yao said that the little girl's cultivation qualifications were average, but her temperament was honest and honest, and she was very lovable. If she hadn't met Huang Ting, who was blessed with such good fortune, it would have been impossible for Feng Yuanxiao to get involved in mountain climbing.

But precisely this made Chen Pingan feel uncomfortable.

There are several types of monastic geniuses.

Ning Yao is the ultimate.

The other kind is like Huang Ting from Tongye Continent, He Xiaoliang from Shen Gaozong in the past, and the wish-making person nicknamed "Young Jiang Taigong" from Middle Earth Shen Continent.

Xiao Mo suddenly said: "I didn't agree to Young Master going to Fuyao Island before. If Young Master gets angry, just scold Xiao Mo."

It turned out that Chen Ping'an had discussed the matter with Xiao Mo and asked Xiao Mo if he could take a trip to the Fuyaozhou Mine to meet up with several Haoran Sword Immortals.

Xiao Mo did not agree. Since he was the dead man of his own son, he had no reason to leave the realm of Xiandu Mountain. He had to stay with him every step of the way.

Once something happens to the master's practice, Xiao Mo's death will be irreparable.

This is also the first time that Xiaomo, who is very talkative, refuses Chen Pingan's request.

"If you reject this, of course I will be a little depressed, but I will certainly not be angry."

Under the light, my young master looked warm and gentle. He shook his head gently and said with a smile: "Xiao Mo, believe me, everyone should have their own life. Probably a good life is when we can be responsible for our own lives, right?

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Xiao Mo smiled and said: "Young Master's principles are always right when you think about it."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said nothing. After he finished carving the seal, he took a deep breath, stretched out, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Mo, do you want a midnight snack? I'll cook it myself and try mine.
To be continued...