craft?"

Xiao Mo nodded with a smile and said sincerely: "I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

"Wait a moment."

Chen Pingan stood up and went to the stove by a familiar road.

Over there in the room, he took out the ingredients that he had prepared long ago, such as eggs, green peppers, onions, garlic, etc., rolled up his sleeves, put on his apron, put the chopping boards, arranged the dishes, and sorted them into categories. Xiaomo was just cooking on the stove before.

Looking at it from the door of the room, I found it pleasing to the eye. Chen Pingan quickly fried two large bowls of egg fried rice, brought it to the table in the main room, sat opposite Xiao Mo, and ate separately.

Chen Pingan put down his chopsticks and saw that Xiao Mo was still chewing slowly. He asked him to eat slowly. Chen Pingan hesitated and asked: "Xiao Mo, when you were in the wild world, did you encounter anything that made you feel special?

Strange Taoist?"

Xiao Mo swallowed a mouthful of rice and asked doubtfully: "Master, are you talking about the later barbaric world, not the human world under the old heaven?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, "It's about the later barbaric world."

Xiao Mo shook his head, "Xiao Mo was seriously injured that year. Xiao Mo left behind a few holes of Dao veins in the wild world, and soon went to Haocai Mingyue to lie down and stay still. He never encountered any strange things."

The Taoist people and things that Xiao Mo could call "strange", and the Ascension Realm monks who are respected by later generations, certainly cannot be counted.

It must be the kind of Xianwei that "Taoist priests don't wear wooden hairpins on their heads".

There is no mention of the Great Demon of the New Throne of the Wilderness. Even in the Old Throne, if Yang Zhi had not been saved by Zhu Yan, Xiao Mo would have been hacked to death.

As for the cause of the conflict between the two sides, it is also very simple. They just sneered at Xiao Mo. He felt that Xiao Mo's swordsmanship was "improper" and not as good as Chen Qingdu, Yuan Xiang and his group of human swordsmen. The pure swordsmanship was nothing.

Yang Zhi and Xiao Mo talked face to face, but accidentally spread the word and was heard by Xiao Mo who was traveling, and the sword fight and pursuit started.

There was no other way. Bai Ze personally spoke and had to go. Don't want to go? Bai Ze was about to take action. In ancient times, the Taoist priests on the mountain who were born in the demon tribe could not get much better no matter how good their tempers were.

Xiao Mo and the others were seriously injured at that time. Even if they were not injured, they would never be able to defeat Mr. Bai, who never struck easily, but once he struck, the sky would fall apart.

Otherwise, none of the fellow Taoists of the same age, including Xiaomo, would be willing to fall into a deep sleep for a so-called recuperation. After all, that kind of "retreat" is a long "hibernation" that may not have a chance to wake up.

In the true sense of the word, "big sleep and little death".

Xiao Mo asked cautiously: "Master, is it because of Feisheng City's rejection? What did you think of?"

Chen Ping'an hummed, without hiding anything, and directly told Xiao Mo what he was thinking, "I guess that in every world, there is some kind of biggest winner, so the founders of the three religions each went on a long trip this time.

It is very possible that one of the most important things is to discuss it separately."

Xiao Mo smiled and said: "It turns out that the young master is still worried about his wife."

The so-called puzzle is the little girl named Feng Yuanxiao?

As for how the founder of the Three Religions was doing, Xiao Mo actually didn't care. He was just an Ascension Realm sword cultivator and hadn't reached the Fourteenth Realm yet, so he didn't want to get involved.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's just a rainy day, but this kind of situation is not strictly good or bad. Both sides arise at the right moment and follow the trend. To be precise, they are mutually defeating each other. It's not something like that.

A relationship that is either an enemy or a friend, a relationship that is either a friend or an enemy.”

Because before in Gongdelin, Chen Pingan heard a very old story from his teacher. The teacher said that when the Holy Master was traveling around the world in his early years, he passed by the river and met an old fisherman who was ferrying there.

In the field, everyone has his own opinion, and no one can convince anyone.

In short, the Holy Master failed to cross the river by boat in the end, and the fisherman paddled away alone.

There is no written record of this seemingly old incident in the Confucian Temple.

On the contrary, there was a description in a fable written by Lu Chen, as if the Master Bai Yujing had witnessed it with his own eyes.

You will never deliberately talk to a closed disciple about the old almanac in front of Jing Sheng Xiping.

At that time, Jing Sheng Xiping did have a strange look on his face, which helped to verify what Chen Pingan was thinking.

Like the wild world, Chen Ping'an guessed that Fei Ran was most likely the one who could defeat the ancestor of the wild world.

But it cannot be ruled out that there is still an older and more hidden existence hidden in it. Now Fei Ran has become the co-leader of the wilderness, but it is just overpowering each other.

If it is the latter, then this enlightened man in the wild world is a bit younger than the great ancestor of the wild world, as well as Bai Ze, Xiao Mo and the others.

Because this existence, the real Taoist age, will only happen to be "the same age" as the wild world, and will definitely happen to be "the same age" as the entire world.

This Taoist who truly belongs to the "birth and nourishment of heaven and earth" will live the same life span as heaven and earth, be born in the same year, month and day, and die in the same year, month and day.

And this "Taoist" who can almost be regarded as the destiny of the world, and the number one monk in the world, the relationship between the two parties will become very complicated and subtle.

If the paths of both sides diverge, it will be an extremely dangerous battle between the paths.

If the paths of both parties coincide, they can become veritable friends of the path.

Xiao Mo said: "If we were left in the wild world, no matter whether the identity of this little girl could be confirmed, she would definitely be dead by now. To be precise, she would be worse off than alive. She would be tightly detained using some secret method and be killed.

After stripping away the three souls and seven souls, at most only one soul is left. Let them be reincarnated, so as not to go too far and be counterattacked by the great road of the world. The rest will definitely be imprisoned in the four directions of the world and end up like that person.

The 'joint killing' of the ancestors of military strategists."

Chen Ping'an said: "Then let's practice each other's ways and see you at the top of the mountain."

Xiao Mo smiled and said: "The little girl is really lucky to meet the young master and his wife."

After that, Chen Ping'an walked out of the house alone and took a leisurely stroll in the sky full of stars.

Chen Ping'an walked to the door of the mansion unknowingly and sat in the small concierge.

Life is impermanent. Footsteps gather and disperse.

Nothing happened all night.

At dawn, an old man came to the door on the street. To his surprise, he saw the second shopkeeper in the concierge without knocking on the door. He was immediately happy.

"Second shopkeeper, you should not be the accountant but the concierge. How about you being punished? What's going on? I'm being treated like this as soon as I return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Do you want me to go tell Ning Yao? It's so outrageous. It won't sound good if it spreads.

Damage to the majesty of Lord Hidden Official."

The second shopkeeper often drank in his own liquor store and was locked out. Old Jian Xiu once said that our second shopkeeper was pitiful. When he came home late at night, he knocked on the door but didn't answer the door and didn't dare to force him.

He didn't even have the courage to sneak over the wall, so he could only lie down on the doorstep and deal with it all night.

The second shopkeeper walked out of the porter's room, leaning against the door, with his hands in his sleeves and a smile on his face.

Seeing that the opportunity was not good, the old monk trotted up the stairs and threw a bottle of wine at the same time, but was slapped back by the second shopkeeper, "Old Song, what kind of resurrecting wine should you drink so early in the morning? Didn't Mrs. Zhu hold enough for you all night?"

Well, he is the real second shopkeeper, so he can’t fake it.

Ordinary people cannot describe this taste in words.

The acting shopkeeper also talks coquettishly, but it is still different from the second shopkeeper.

Sitting together on the steps outside the door, this old Song Dynasty was of course one of the bartenders in his early years.

He is an old Jindan from the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He used to be a monk at the Danfang, and he would also help record military exploits. He likes wine, and he likes gambling. The wine is really not good, and he will have runny noses and tears when he drinks too much. Gambling

Those with poor skills will have even worse luck in gambling, and they will lose every time they gamble. It is said that he is an old Jindan, but it does not mean how old he is. Before forming the elixir, he was also a very qualified swordsman. When Lao Song was still young, even if

Although he is not a top-notch genius, he can be regarded as one of the most handsome men of his generation. At the wine table, he always said that he was so good as a boy that Wu Cheng, Pei and Mi Yu would be inferior to him.

Many elderly Nascent Soul sword cultivators like to call him Lao Song when drinking in wine shops.

"Lord Yin Guan, how long do you plan to stay?"

"Lack of money again?"

"We are talking about love, why are we talking about money?"

"Old Song, you are a golden elixir after all, so why don't you go work as an errand with the Xingguan lineage?"

"I'm not going. I don't want to go to the Ancestral Hall of Feisheng City. I don't have the shame to sit there. Your summer palace won't accept it, so I want to go. There's no way out. I can't do it at a high level or at a low level, so I'm just hanging around. You know

Yes, I don’t like any young man who comes from a big family like Qi Shou. Chen Sanqiu was often drunk by me back then. He got a relatively lucrative job in Laolin City, at least.

You don’t need to look at people’s faces. Unfortunately, as soon as I have some spare money, I will give it all to your wine shop. At the beginning of every month, I will drink two bottles of Qingshenshan wine. In the middle of the month, I will drink Zhuhai Dongtian wine, and at the end of the month, I will drink the dumb lake wine.

, a month has passed like this. Nowadays, those little bastards, as long as they are sword cultivators, don’t talk about whether they are embryos of sword immortals. They are not high-level, and their eyes are on their foreheads. When they see me, Old Song,

, I don’t even know how to make a date for a drink.”

"Children who used to wear crotchless pants would look like Lao Song when they see you on the street."

"It's not the same. I can't tell you exactly why it's different. It's just a feeling."

When Lao Song said this, he couldn't help but take a sip of wine.

"Second shopkeeper, isn't it good?"

"It's a good thing now, but I can't tell whether it will be good in the future."

"Then you should take care of it."

"Some things, you can only take one step at a time, otherwise it will end up being a 'what if', a confused account, full of resentment."

"Second shopkeeper, please don't talk nonsense to me. After finally coming back, can't you...how do you say that?"

"Sit back and do nothing?"

"No, it's not that formal."

"Is it the proverb from my hometown, stand on the shore and watch the water?"

"My opponent, that's it. But it's more pleasant to say it in your dialect."
To be continued...