Moving Mountain Monkey in Zhengyang Mountain, Cai Jin Slips in Yunxia Mountain, Xu Family in Qingfeng City, and Fu Nanhua in Laolong City.

It was one life and death situation after another. It was the most difficult period for Chen Pingan. The helplessness was much worse than when Chen Pingan faced the Nascent Soul Jiao in Jiaolonggou and the old dragon in Laolong City in the years to come.

Du Mao, who has ascended to the Ascension Realm, will be even bigger.

But just like Lu Baixiang confided his feelings in the courtyard that time, on the road of life, as long as you can meet a flower in the desolation, everything will be different.

Chen Pingan met a good girl who smiled and made Chen Pingan feel like the richest man in the world.

How could I not like her? How could I not take her to heart?

The last time Lao Longcheng and Fan Er were drinking on the roof of a drug store, Chen Pingan said, "The girl I like, she is already the prettiest. But she is even prettier than the prettiest when I was looking at her.

, when she pretended not to know, she turned her face sideways and her eyelashes trembled slightly."

Fan Er was a little confused at the time and asked him, how much do you, Chen Pingan, really like that girl?

Chen Ping'an was a little drunk at that time, and he was just holding the sword gourd and having fun.

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In Chen Pingan, we followed the route to find the authentic Laoshuijing Wine. The burly young man did not want to bump into the young man who had left Lizhu Cave Heaven again, so as not to arouse suspicion, so he deliberately chose a restaurant elsewhere. There was a restaurant on the way.

The introverted old man appeared quietly, came to the young man's side, and said a small thing.

The young man laughed angrily and said, "These guys are out of their minds. They really want money rather than their lives. Send a message to the people in charge and tell them to stop and stop giving people teeth."

I wanted to say something more, and wanted to take this opportunity to clean up the unhealthy trend in Fengweidu, but when I thought about the difficulty of the life of wild cultivators, the young man shook his head helplessly, "That's it, there is no need to deliberately beat them, they are all

It's your own creation. But no one in Fengweidu is allowed to provoke the group of outsiders I just met. Also, take this opportunity to help Lao Liu pay off the debt in private. According to the rules,

It’s just a few Xiaoshu coins. After this, you can find an opportunity to scare Lao Liu again and make him stop being a bad gambler. His little wealth now is enough for him to live comfortably in this life.

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The old man asked cautiously: "If Liu Gangzi can't control himself in the future, will he gamble again?"

The burly young man said: "Then he brought it upon himself. I can help him once, but I cannot help him forever."

The old man wanted to speak but stopped.

The burly young man shook his head and said: "Although that jade seal is genuine, ordinary qigong practitioners cannot touch it. Master said, don't underestimate the residual luck of the country's subjugation. The blessings and misfortunes here are great. After all, Wen Jingguo and Chiang Kai-shek

There is also a prince who is still practicing Taoism in the mountains. As for the guy who is obsessed with collecting the seventeen treasures of Wenjing Kingdom, he is following the path of Fulong. He is suitable. We are not good at this kind of thing.

If you can't control your greed, you are just like Lao Liu. Maybe it's even worse. We Qi practitioners are cultivating immortality. We don't care about it. If we continue to gamble with God, we will get tired of living."

The old man was ordered to leave.

This old retinue who lives in seclusion at Fengweidu is the golden elixir monk who noticed Chen Ping'an's "awesomeness" at a glance.

The burly young man sighed all the way, until he bought a pot of wine and drank the most mellow and authentic fairy wine, and then his mood improved.

When he was young, he was spotted by a wandering master who was passing by the seaside. He told his family that he had excellent bones and was accepted as his disciple. His parents happily agreed, because at first the family elders were sure that he was not suitable for practicing Taoism, and he was rejected by the family for his precocious temperament.

He was regarded as trash by his peers and looked down upon. After that, he left that family at a young age, brought the Beetail Ferry to his master, and lived in a dilapidated alley at the end of the Beetle Trail.

.In these years, his cultivation level has risen rapidly, and he has seized many opportunities. However, the young man has no idea of ​​returning home in fine clothes and proud of his high-ranking family with strict rules. He only wants to secretly go home and meet his parents.

It's enough to repay the kindness of raising him. However, the young man is always grateful to his sister, who is the direct descendant of the eldest son of the family. He repays every drop of kindness with a spring. Mountain people like to talk about this, but they don't take it seriously in their hearts. He is willing to be more serious.

This is true, so even though the master was very distressed, he still insisted on giving away the little thing that he accidentally captured as one of her dowry. It is said that the whole family was in a sensation at that time, and they couldn't believe it.

You can be a human being without owing money or feeling guilty.

He thinks this is good.

While drinking, the proprietress of the wine shop is a plain-looking woman. She is honest and sticks to her ancestral craftsmanship and the old well. She is not very good at doing business. The cornucopia of business that should have made a fortune every day was done for her.

I started a small business. After all these years, I still blush when I see this gentle neighbor next door marry and sell drinks year after year.

, will be embarrassed and annoyed, but wrinkles are also growing in the corners of her eyes little by little. The burly young man will be glad that he has met the master. Maybe one day the grandson of the landlady will be old, and he will still look like he does now.

Although Fengwei Ferry is a Xianjia ferry, there are many ordinary people who cannot escape birth, old age, illness and death.

Master always said that these people at the foot of the mountain, who have gray hair and are in their seventies, are the root of the small group of Taoists on the mountain.

Without them, the so-called monasticism is just a loft in the sky.

The burly young man didn't think too much about this. He was really too lazy to think about it. Anyway, he always liked to take things easy when it came to his practice. He would not take the initiative to harm others, and he would not be soft-hearted if he was harmed by others. Therefore, the master had always advised him to study in the Tang Family of Qingluan Kingdom and Yunxiao.

Among the three emperors of the Yan family and the He family of the Qingshan state, he chose one, and then went to the court to sharpen his Taoist heart incognito, and prescribe the right medicine early to resolve the inner demons, so that he would not have to wait until he became the Nascent Soul one day in the future, but he had been unable to shirk it.

Go, what's the point of dealing with emperors and generals all day long? The Tang emperor was extravagant and wanted to save face. He liked to compete with the gods on the mountain for financial resources. The He emperor of Qingshan had eccentric hobbies and had the astonishing "Five Charms" in the harem.

Up and down, there was a smog. Emperor Yan was ambitious and worked hard to govern, but he was ruthless. He liked the abacus more than the businessmen. It is said that he even wrote a popular "Qian Materia Medica", saying that "money is sweet, hot, and poisonous."

It is also a medicine that can stimulate the mind and can make ghosts grind mills." This sentence explains the merchant's technique.

He drank a jug of wine and paid the bill. He filled the jug with dozens of kilograms of Shuijing Immortal Brewing, put it on his waist, and walked away. He also ordered two more small jugs of fine wine, holding the two jugs between his fingers.

The woman was not surprised by this. The entire Fengwei Ferry knew that this young man had an important identity and no one dared to provoke him. He had lived deep in the alley of Jia Feng Trail since he was very young and never provoked anyone. It was said that he

He just looks after half of the alley for someone and is responsible for collecting rent. The people who can rent a courtyard on Jiafeng Trail are either casual cultivators with huge wallets or arty generals and ministers of the Three Kingdoms. The rest are just direct buyers.

The local forces in Xia Zhaizi treated the young man who grew up under their noses with great respect.

The burly young man walked back to the alley and gradually entered the depths of the alley. Fifty steps behind him, in the middle of the alley, there were two large empty houses facing each other. The posters on the doors had not been changed for hundreds of years, but were always brand new.

On the left hand side are two painted door gods, and on the right side are two Wu door gods. When the young man walked past the two houses, he threw a wine bottle with one hand, and there were a total of four painted door gods on the left and right, each of which was shining brightly.

Stretching out a golden arm, catching the wine bottle, he took it back "inside the door", and then there were words on the portraits on both sides. Wumen was holding an inexplicably extra paper-painted wine bottle. After drinking the wine, he put it in his hand.

The jug was handed out to the nearby colleagues. After drinking the wine, the four painted door gods returned to normal, except for the beard of the bearded warrior door god. The paper seemed to be a little wet, but it soon dried up as before.

The burly young man returned to the house where he lived alone. It was deserted. It had been like this for so many years. The master liked to wander around. Every time before, he vowed that he would find a beautiful master wife for him this time. Now

This time, I wasn’t going for the future master’s wife who, God knows, was still sleeping in her mother’s womb. It was for serious business. It was said that I was going for the glazed golden body of a certain upper-level five-level immortal soldier. Some of them fell into the sky.

On the territory of Aquarius Island, once you grab one of the pieces, you will make a fortune and you will have a wife. For this purpose, the master also found a close friend, otherwise he may not be able to compete with several old tortoises of the same age.

With that friend helping out, the possibilities become even greater.

The burly young man also had some concerns, worried about whether his so-called friend would be greedy for such a valuable treasure.

The master laughed and said that everyone in Aquarius Island has this possibility, but this old turtle who calls himself the Jade-faced Young Man will definitely not do it. Although this person has a hard and smelly temper, worse than a stone in a latrine, he can

This person, on the road of spiritual practice, is known as "no ghost in his heart". In this life, for the sake of loyalty to his friends and the honor and disgrace of the sect, he has fought to the death twice. After reaching the Jade Pu realm twice, he fell back to the Nascent Soul realm twice. This hero

Ruan Qiong, the master swordsmith of Fengxue Temple, is now a military saint. He was also famous for his straightforward temper in his early years. He once threatened that as long as this person needs a sword, he will

Ruan Qiong not only forged the sword immediately, but also sent it to the top of the mountain himself.

This was the first time for the burly young man to see such a resolute master, and he felt relieved.

For a moment, I was a little curious about the master's old friend whose nickname was more "elegant and chic".

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After Chen Pingan bought two more pots of Laoshuijing Immortal Brew, the group went to the last tourist attraction in Fengweidu, which was a thousand-year-old apricot tree that covered several acres of land. The bottom of the big tree was full of empty stomachs and was full of copper coins.

With gold and silver, about this tree, the man from Baofuzhai who called himself Liu Ganzi said a lot. Before the Qingshan Kingdom emerged from the ruins of Wenjing Kingdom, this old apricot tree had a lot of stories.

The founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the Qingluan Kingdom was granted the imperial title of Emperor Mu. Later, Emperor Wenjing of the Kingdom was unwilling to lag behind and sent a temple chief to come here to confer the title. He was probably demoted to one level.

Just to join in the fun, three hundred years ago when the Yunxiao Kingdom was at its peak, a meritorious military general came here on horseback and set up a monument and wrote an article. Therefore, the people of the Yunxiao Kingdom are still used to calling him General Xing.

The emperor's tree, the prime minister's tree, the general's apricot, one tree and three imperial seals are a strange story.

Under the tree, Pei Qian took out the small sachet given to her by Aunt Gui. At that time, in addition to a few green osmanthus leaves, there was actually a small cassia branch as long as her finger, which was full of cinnamon seeds. Even if it was broken off,

The fragrance of the tree still remains undiminished, and the golden cinnamon seeds will not fall off. The osmanthus leaves and cinnamon branches are placed in the multi-treasure box, occupying an exclusive compartment. Only the empty sachet is used to hold the Chen Ping'an as a gift.

Her snow money, and a few copper coins earned through hard work, such as when she begged Sui Youyou to buy New Year goods in Laolong City and negotiate with others for one penny at a time. At that time, she made seven or eight coins in one go, all pretending

In this sachet and money bag.

Because Chen Ping'an said that the sachet is not an ordinary object, Pei Qian did not dare to tie it around his waist carelessly. He usually only dared to put it in his sleeve pocket. Now he was holding it with his hands, thinking that if he got some more apricot leaves

An apricot branch would be fine.

There are not many tourists here at Millennium Xinghua. The native people of Fukou only come here to throw money and pray for blessings during festivals. Most of the ferry passengers at Fengwei Ferry are familiar mountain businessmen who neither believe in this nor want to spend money.

So at this moment, there were only Chen Ping'an and his party, and a few groups of market children playing and riding bamboo horses. Farther away, sparse children were holding paper kites, and there were a few hanging on the high branches of the apricot trees.

A paper kite that unfortunately got tangled and broken.

Chen Ping'an saw the apricot tree where the spiritual energy was flowing faintly, and was about to leave, but found that the little lotus figure came out of the ground, standing on the hollow belly of the apricot tree like a door, and probed his head.

Soon another head emerged from the pile of money and looked at the lotus figure.

The latter climbed out of the pile of money, straightened his back, put his hands on his hips, and looked full of arrogance, but he could not hide the curiosity and excitement in his eyes.

The little guy's clothes are luxurious and funny. He wears a cute and cute bright yellow dragon robe, an ivory jade wat at his waist, and a mahogany sheath knife.

Pei Qian tugged on Chen Pingan's sleeve. Chen Pingan thought for a while, took out a piece of snow and gave it to Pei Qian, and said with a smile: "Go, remember to talk to this little fairy Xing well, and don't offend others."

Pei Qian ran over and squatted at the "small door".

After about a stick of incense, Pei Qian came back with a full load of money. Chen Pingan couldn't laugh or cry. Without saying anything, he rewarded him with a chestnut.

But this time, for the first time, the little lotus figure stood on Pei Qian's side, dancing and babbling.

Pei Qian felt a little guilty and turned around honestly, wanting to hand back the soil and the pink sapling in her hand to the apricot tree spirit. It was a pity that she took out two coins for this purpose.
To be continued...