Chen Ping'an was given the title of distinguished guest, but she was not a precious and charming person, so she didn't need two maids to really serve her. The girl Qiushi put her mind outside. Every day, she was like a well-informed ear-reporter, talking about the strange and interesting things that happened on the Kun ship recently. As for whether Chen Ping'an likes to listen to it, she didn't care. Anyway, the shabby boy from Dali is a good talk.

The girl chattered and said that someone bet on the gambling stage, and gambling out rare beautiful jade, which gave birth to rare chalcedony. After being cut, it was bright and dazzling, with a minimum worth of 30,000 snowflake jade, making a fortune.

At the weapon shop opened by Liu Damazi, I met two groups of wealthy men who spent a lot of money and fell in love with the same spiritual weapon. Because of the aggravation, I competed and the price rose all the way. Finally, the guy who boarded the boat from the Wutong Mountain Ferry of Dali was even more generous. The Fangtian Painting Gaul that originally asked for 8,000 snowflake jade cost nearly 20,000 snowflake jade. This made the girl both envious and distressed. How could she spend money so much? I really thought the money was blown by the strong wind.

Some people were drunk and crying loudly at Xinghuafang, shouting a girl's name heart-wrenchingly, making many nearby guests quarrel away, and finally dragged them away by the manager of Xinghuafang, beat them up. As a result, they went there the next day, but they didn't dare to yell. They squatted on the street outside Xinghuafang to eat dry cakes, looking at the attic of the girl they liked, and burst into tears. They just ate the dry cakes together.

He is a young monk from the fourth realm. He used to spend all his money and fell in love with a beautiful young man like a white lotus. He has spent the last two months there and was full of love and affection. This is nothing. It is rumored that the monk is still a kind of infatuated person. He has never touched the young man's hand yet. He is really a gentleman.

Qiushi talked about these things endlessly and added fuel to the fire, which was even more exciting than the storyteller, but Chen Ping'an had heard of them.

Chen Ping'an was more interested, not on the boat, but under his feet.

One day, in the twilight, the Kun ship encountered a strong gale, and it was necessary to lower the channel height, which made Chen Ping'an discover a land map with fire burning, smoke rising everywhere, and smoke columns floated in the air, like saplings in the fields, crooked and twisted. Chunshui knew many inside stories about Baoping Island, and had read the geographical map in the study, and soon came up with the answer. It turned out that it was a bloody battle involving the destiny of both sides and the two dynasties that had been in conflict with the destiny of both sides. After hundreds of years of long war, they finally made a desperate bet, devoted the whole country's strength, and dispatched a large number of Qi training men.

After this battle, both sides will inevitably be greatly damaged. As a result, the northern area of ​​the entire Baoping Continent is bounded by Guanhu Academy. Apart from the Gao family of the Great Sui Dynasty, which is both civil and military, is actually rare.

Chunshui looked at the land where creatures were fraught and said softly: "If you fight badly, maybe there will be an additional ancient battlefield ruins in Baopingzhou. Decades later, when the energy stabilizes, there will be saints from Zhenwu Mountain or Fengxue Temple in charge, becoming a brand new military territory."

Chen Ping'an looked at the ground that was lit from time to time, and even the observation deck appeared, there were gold and silver armor soldiers the size of fingernails fighting against giant beasts that broke out from the earth.

Chen Ping'an guessed that it was the Qi training men with supernatural powers fighting each other.

In addition, there are many scenery that makes Chen Ping'an feel blank.

A group of cranes sing long and slowly climbed up, emerged from the sea of ​​clouds, flapping their wings and flew into the higher sea of ​​clouds, like a flowing scroll.

There are also geese flying south in formation, and there is another rolling cloud pillar, lightning and thunder. Qi training men flying in the air hovered outside the cloud pillar, used their unique magic weapon to absorb thunder and lightning, and put it in their bag. There are also great Qi training men riding in Qingluan, whose speed is far faster than that of Kun ship, flashed away, and their body of treasure light flowed.

Chen Ping'an heard that the Kun Ship had a "letter shop" specially used to communicate with flying swords. Its function was similar to the human station, so he wrote two letters and entrusted Qiushi to send it. Because there was no secret in the letter, the most important thing was to tell someone about peace and say something strange from Qiushi. Even if it was shown, it didn't matter. The price of the letter shop was really expensive. A letter sent to Longquan County, Dali, would charge ten-ciete snowflake jade money for the mountain gods on the mountain, and the letter sent to Dasui Shanya Academy was even more expensive, and it was even more expensive. Chen Ping'an was so scared that he had to give up the idea of ​​having a letter. The person who received the letter from Dali was Wei Bo, and the person who received the letter from Dasui Academy was Li Baoping, and asked the two to help pass the message.

Chen Ping'an stood on the observation deck and under Chunshui's guidance, he found a single-family building near the fence. From time to time, there would be a flash of light, and it was not easy to detect. Chunshui smiled and patiently explained: "There are rats on the road, birds on the road, and the same is true for flying swords to send messages. On a certain level in the sky, it is most suitable for flying swords to travel far, and the resistance is extremely small, so there are Qi training men who use this as the foundation for their establishment. At this height, they work diligently and open up special channels. After the flying swords in the world will go to this "sweet intestine path". As long as they are disciples of some larger sects, they know this rule, so once they travel far away, they will take the initiative to avoid it."

Qiushi had just returned to the study room and leaned against the threshold, laughing and said, "It's not that there are no stupid wild Qi training men. I finally learned to fly in the air. I just thought that the sky was high and the birds could fly, but when I hit it, I hit my nose and face. This is quite lucky. I was lucky enough to be pierced by my eyes and neck, and fell from a high altitude and died on the spot, turning into a pool of mud. It's so pitiful."

Chen Ping'an asked a very layman's question, "There is no one in the world full and full. Will he intercept the IFLYTEK Sword?"

Qiushi nodded and said, "Of course there are too many guys who are confused about the Qi training scholars. However, the Flying Sword, a path of sniff, is commonly known as the "cloud pattern trail". There are special monks who are cloud pattern staring at this area and are counting on making money by relying on this. I wish there was a fool to be a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief with a thief. A few letters of flying swords are not worth much money, but once a thief is caught, you can force a sky-high compensation. If the thief is a pauper, you will ask for it from the secular dynasty he has no name. If the thief who has not been recorded in the archives and is penniless, then there is no way. You can only admit defeat. Anyway, the loss is not great."

Speaking of this, Qiu Shi said with envy: "That Qi training man in charge of the cloud pattern trail is all fat! Every time these guys board the boat and travel far, they live in medium-sized houses."

Chunshui said softly: "In fact, the immortal family that has been passed down for thousands of years generally does not use flying swords to convey messages. There are many mysterious secret techniques in the world that can make people chat like face to face, such as a mother-in-law elm seed. After you rub it with magic, you will speak. Another elm seed placed elsewhere will automatically tremble and make a sound, and the other party can hear it."

Chen Ping'an was amazed.

Qiushi looked at Chen Ping'an with a serious and careful listening look, thinking to himself that such a poor boy, why did he get in touch with the King of Dali Beiyue? What a big piece of shit do you have to step on?

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an is poor, and he asks more questions when he is short-sighted and never pretends to be fat. Instead, Qiu Shi, who is innocent, thinks this is great. If he doesn't have money and likes to show off his wealth, he doesn't know anything but pretends to understand it. That is pitiful and annoying.

After chatting too much, the two sisters will inevitably mention their hometown, Beijuluzhou.

There are many sword cultivators in Juluzhou, even no one.

The sword cultivator has a huge killing power, so there are naturally many domineering people. To give the simplest example, Posa Continent is located in the south, Baoping Continent is located in the south, commonly known as Nanposa, Dongbaoping, and Juluzhou are clearly the northeast of Haoran, but they call themselves Beijuluzhou. This makes the Aiaizhou in the north only be Aiaizhou, and they just throw away the word Bei.

Even Chunshui, who is graceful in temperament, will be a little arrogant and complacent when talking about the Juluzhou, but she herself didn't notice it. Of course, Qiushi is even more so. She likes to say "we" about the Beijuluzhou, and why are you Baopingzhou not good? When talking about this, the girl's eyes shine and her spirit is radiant, like a proud little yellow oriole.

Then one day, Chen Ping'an finally prepared to leave this Tianzi room.

This made Chunshui feel overjoyed, and Qiushi jumped up happily, shouting Mr. Chen and bowing to him.

This made Chen Ping'an feel a little guilty.

It turned out that Qiushi had a big news that tonight, a flower and bird banner from the bow of the Kun ship would be taken out, and the scenes that were passed down from thousands of miles away could be seen from a distance. Chen Ping'an was not surprised by this, because on that snowy night, the boy in green brought out a water bowl, and the fairy Su Jia's sword-controlled figure could be clearly seen in the water curtain.

Chen Ping'an did not leave for gaining knowledge, but had to go because the people and things that were about to be displayed on the flower and bird banners were related to Chen Ping'an.

Zhengyang Mountain and Fenglei Garden, both sides are about to open a life-and-death battle. This news suddenly came without warning in advance, which caught the entire Baopingzhou off guard.

And even if it is just a few words that spread across the continent, it makes people feel chill.

The two top sword cultivators in the Treasure Ark Continent, three generations of old, middle-aged and young sword cultivators, each of whom came out to fight.

The young handsome man is only distinguished from victory or defeat, not life or death.

The backbone generation can distinguish between victory and loss, or life and death. Everything depends on the meaning of the two sides in Baopingzhou. But who doesn’t know that once the two factions meet outside the mountain gate, they may directly fight to the death. At this critical moment involving the honor and disgrace of the mountain gate, with the tempers of Zhengyang Mountain and Fenglei Garden, most of them will be divided into life and death.

The two oldest ancestors of the two factions only divide life and death!

Heavy murderous intent.

It seemed as if the people watching the battle had not yet set off their swords, and the smell of blood was smelled.

The younger generation of sword cultivators in Zhengyang Mountain was the fairy Su Jia, who had a top-grade sword gourd.

On the other side of Fenglei Garden, there is a direct disciple of the owner. His reputation is not obvious. It can be said that he is unknown, and he is even worse than his junior brother Liu Baqiao. However, how can Fenglei Garden play such a peak battle that is eye-catching in the continent?

Chen Ping'an took them downstairs and headed to the bow of the boat.

The long flowers and birds passed down from the ancestor of the Tajiu Mountain include various lifelike colorful birds. They fly around the scroll and make various sounds, crisp and ethereal. When the banner is completely stretched out and hung above the bow of the boat, it is as long as five or six meters long and two meters wide. It is extremely huge when you look at it close. But if you stay in a high-rise room and look at it from a distance, even if you can still see it clearly, you will still feel unhappy.

Furthermore, the sword cultivator is as fast as thunder, as subtle as hair, and thunderous as thunder.

The subtle intention contained in swordsmanship is fleeting, and of course, it is best to observe it closely.

So the locations were divided into three levels, three separate houses. In the first row, not only were the fruit and snacks prepared, but also the ferry spent a lot of money to invite some side gangs to train and cultivate them, as well as several popular courtesans from the Xinghua House. As for whether the three groups of people would like to appreciate it, they said.

Then there are guests with Tianzi like Chen Ping'an. If you are in a good mood, you can bring the maid in the house and go there alone, which is naturally even more impossible.

Because we cannot use magical powers without any autonomy, and our body is too unreasonable, everyone wants to occupy a higher field of vision and will be even more chaotic, and maybe we will make a fuss. Therefore, the ferry strictly ordered that guests not be allowed to take off the wind and take off the air, and there was no negotiation.

So most people carry chairs and stools, which is actually no different from the people in the market joining the fun to watch temple fairs.

Chunshui Qiushi is not very old, but he is familiar with this matter. There is also a consul who helps to open the road and arrives at the seat without any obstacles. The location is excellent.

The straw sandal boy, who was not astonishingly beautiful, attracted a lot of curious sight for a while.

Could it be a eccentric and likes to pretend to be poor?

Otherwise, if you wear such a pair of straw sandals, do you have to go to the field to weed or plant rice seedlings?

There are three large red sandalwood chairs, and there is a table between the chairs. There is a small plate of specialty tea in the Juluzhou called Kuqueshu. You don’t need to boil tea in spring water, just chew the tea leaves raw. It is slightly astringent in the mouth and gradually becomes bitter. After about half an incense stick, it changes completely. It is sweet and clearer than tea, so it is laughed at as "half incense tea".

Before the war began, the three of them were idle, and Chunshui explained the wonders to Chen Ping'an, who was chewing tea leaves.

It turns out that this thing can clear the liver and brighten the eyes. It is the favorite of the wealthy families in the Three Continents. Among the literary and wealthy scholars who are not short of money, they like to give this kind of spiritual tea the most. So in some dynasties that advocate tea ceremony, this tea has led to a trend of elegant bribery. It is not a few taels of bitter sparrow tongue, but a large box of gifts. When officials are demoted and friends see them off, they even want to make up some bitter sparrow tongue, which is a beautiful meaning of "the bitterness is sweet".

In addition, there are various exquisite pastries and spiritual objects and fruits, which are expensive, but they are much inferior to the bitter sparrow tongue that is difficult to find.

The connection between the mountains and the mountains is much closer than Chen Ping'an imagined. There may be a natural gap between the two, but there are bridges on it, and all kinds of courtesy exchanges are huge profits.

While listening to Chunshui's words with his ears raised, Chen Ping'an observed the surroundings without showing any expression. The most important thing was the three groups of guests in front of him. There was no suspense, and he was a rich man among the gods on the mountain.

The ferry comes from Juluzhou. Although there is a possibility of going back and forth in business, it is mostly native to Juluzhou, because almost even children are like this, but the long sword is replaced by a short sword.

But no matter women, children, young and old, as long as it is a sword, it is never fancy, there is almost no unnecessary decoration, the scabbard is not inlaid with rare treasures, and there is no dragging a spear of gorgeous sword.

Just in front of Chen Ping'an, there was a woman with a very tall figure. She sat in the main seat with high cheekbones and her appearance was absolutely not a beauty, but she was arrogant and had her lips pursed and liked to squint her eyes to see people.

Beside her was a gentle man who was diligent in running errands. He was handsome and had a handsome face. However, whenever he talked to a woman, he would smile and bent over. He didn't look like the head of a family. If the seat under his butt could not deceive others, he would be more like a slutty lady privately raised.

He was holding a child of four or five years old in his arms, looking like a man, and was quite likable, but his demeanor was completely like a woman, so he was not so cute.

An old woman with crane hair and chicken skin is a family teacher. She is surrounded by a pretty maid. Her temperament is exactly the same as the old woman and she is very cold.

There was also a tall and strong middle-aged man sitting upright on the chair to the woman's left hand. He occasionally turned his head and looked at the attentive man. A hint of sarcasm oozed out of the corner of his mouth. If he looked at him, the man would not only not hide his contempt, but instead pulled open the corner of his mouth openly. The man, who was the head of the family, actually nodded and smiled.

Chen Ping'an took the opportunity of appreciating the scroll and brought all the details into his eyes.

Qiushi couldn't help but glance at it a few more times, and soon Chunshui twisted his arm. He never thought that the tall man leaned back, turned his head, grinned without a smile, revealing his snow-white teeth, which scared Qiushi so much that he quickly lowered his head, not daring to breathe.

After the man turned around, Chunshui was so angry that she stepped on Qiushi hard, causing the latter to gasp in the air and look at her sister with a sad face.

On the far left, an old man in Confucian shirt sat alone, wearing an old mink hat, took off his boots and sat cross-legged, huddled on a wide chair, which was a bit ridiculous.

On the right, there are two young sword cultivators, one man and one woman. They look not old and are in their early twenties. As for their real age, it is hard to say.

The young man slid his sword across his knees and gently patted the scabbard.

Apart from hanging a long sword, the woman did not insert a bead hairpin between her hair bun, she actually had a small sword without a sharp edge. She just hung a snow-white bead the size of a soybean hanging below, shining brightly and brightly.

Isn’t this clearly telling the world that I have a strange treasure?

I'm afraid this is because of the skilled and brave, Chen Ping'an can only explain this.

In short, there are three groups of people in the best position at the front, and none of them seems to be easy to mess with.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, held his breath and looked at the scroll without turning his eyes.

Zhengyang Mountain, protecting the mountain and moving the mountain ape. One of the enemies.

And it is the kind of enemy who must take revenge.

Liu Baqiao in Fenglei Garden is also considered an old acquaintance. It seems that she fell in love with the fairy Su Jia of Zhengyang Mountain. At that time, Miss Ning asked a question that made Liu Baqiao very embarrassed.

Chen Ping'an sat upright on the chair, suddenly remembered something, and asked Chunshui Qiushi to eat the bitter sparrow tongue tea leaves.

But this time, even Qiu Shi shook her head hard.

Chunshui quietly pointed to the Kun Ship Deacon standing outside in front of him. Chen Ping'an knew it in his heart and asked, "Can I take some back? Or can I just sit here and have tea?"

Chunshui's pretty face turned slightly red and she said timidly: "Young master, you can take it away, but no one seems to have done this before."

Chen Ping'an grinned, and was generous and grabbed one or two taels of tea and put it in his sleeve bag, slightly increasing his voice, "I have to go back to the house in the future, chew it carefully and eat it well last time."
To be continued...