The city is full of grass and trees, but the entire northern border of Shihao Kingdom is almost never seen again.

The three riders who were walking and stopping all the way north, and before they knew it, they had already entered summer.

On this day, it was located on a ridge path at the border pass of Shihao Kingdom. Three riders stopped to rest and were busy cooking. Ma Duyi was dressing up in front of the mirror and humming a small song. He was in a good mood. The green-painted bronze mirror in her hand was a spirit-pressing weapon that was picked up by the bargaining. It was a relatively rare Sunlight Moonlight Arc mirror. She used less than two taels of silver to bargain from the pawnshop's unclear shopkeeper. It was placed at the Xianjia Ferry. According to the old monk and ghost general in charge of the palm, she could sell at least forty or fifty snowflakes.

Chen Ping'an sat aside and looked through the account book. Under most of the names, he had already painted a red pen. These were long-cherished wishes to fulfill them. However, some ghostly wishes could only be temporarily put on hold. In fact, Chen Ping'an and them knew that those wishes would most likely become Buddhist wishes. In this life, it would be difficult to achieve whether yin or yang. Some evil things had a knot in their hearts. In grief and anger, they could not help themselves, and their anger soared, and almost turned into evil spirits. They could only rely on the few clear heart talismans posted in the Hall of Hell to maintain their remaining spiritual wisdom.

Ma Duyi, who is "frugal in the family", did not blame Mr. Chen for writing the clear mind talisman again and again. When the spiritual energy was dissipated, he would make up for it again. He kept spending money on the gods, which was simply a bottomless pit.

Along the way, we encountered many defeated soldiers and horses in the Shihao Kingdom, scattered in the mountains and forests, becoming bandits, gathering and dispersing, and crazily plundering the food and grass behind Dali. In order to support and for the awesome righteousness in our hearts, we had to point the finger at the local counties and counties of Shihao Kingdom. At the end of last year, three heavy snowstorms and wars were flying, and the people's livelihoods in the northern territory of Shihao Kingdom were withered. Even if these soldiers and horses of at least three or four hundred cavalry were only a small amount of food, but the scattered barren counties on the border line were counting on the stored grain until the next crop harvest, but still could not support the appetite of the Shihao Kingdom's military soldiers. Therefore, there was inevitably a conflict. After a while, one was to avoid starving to death, and the other lived for the righteousness of the family and country, and the conflict became more and more intense.

Chen Ping'an's three cavalry encountered a conflict that almost turned into a bloody battle. One of the young martial arts soldiers wearing broken armor almost slashed on the shoulder of a thin old man. Chen Ping'an broke into it and held the Stone-Hao Country's standard sabre. In an instant, dozens of cavalry-Hao Country defeated soldiers rushed over. Chen Ping'an stomped his feet and turned over. Chen Ping'an threw the saber in his hand and inserted it back into the scabbard of the young martial arts soldiers. His whole body was staggered back by the huge force.

Chen Ping'an said nothing since then, just stood on the streets of the town, and the hungry martial arts soldiers silently withdrew from the county town.

Chen Ping'an and his three riders also left slowly.

Behind it, the local people began to loudly insult the military soldiers of their country, with all kinds of unpleasant words and no ability to fight the Dali barbarians. They bully their own people, but they were more powerful than the other. They should be killed on the battlefield, so as not to turn around and harm their own people. Some people even suggested to inform the Dali Iron Cavalry near a large county, and maybe they could get a bounty.

After the cavalry left the county town, the young military soldier suddenly burst into tears.

An old military officer who looked like a lieutenant stopped the horse and cried in tears. The whole cavalry team, which was pale and thin, was almost injured, stopped moving forward, anxious and confused.

Chen Ping'an asked Ma Duyihe Zengye to stay where he was and slowly left.

At its peak, the famous old-name cavalry on the border of Shihao Kingdom, which had more than 2,000 elite cavalry, has now fought less than 80 cavalry, and they all seem to be facing a great enemy.

Chen Ping'an threw out a heavy bag and said in the increasingly skillful Shihao Kingdom's official language: "Don't let it go, take off your armor, take off your vest, and use this money as the travel expenses for homeland and settlement."

The old military officer took the bag and opened it and saw that it was full of official gold ingots. The old man raised his head and looked confused.

Chen Ping'an said: "If you don't want to give up like this, you can choose a few keen brothers, pretend to be merchants, and go to those stable counties to buy food. Try to bypass the big spies and scouts, and buy less food every time, otherwise it will easily make the local government suspicious. I believe you can't tell who is your own person now."

The old military officer asked, "It's just that? Have something else to ask for?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "You have no choice at the moment. Since it is already the worst situation, why not try it. Besides, if I want to rely on your dozens of heads to seek credit and reward from the prefectures and counties that have surrendered to Dali, there is no need to be such a trouble. This may not be seen by your martial soldiers. As a pure martial artist in the fourth realm, you should be very clear."

The old military officer wanted to speak but stopped.

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, "Just helping so much, I'm not a boy from Shancai, don't treat me as a sucker."

The old military officer was disappointed and had to give up the idea that was really not kind. After putting away the bag of gold ingots that could save lives, he clasped his fists to the thin man in the blue cotton robe and thanked him: "Sir Gao Yi!"

Chen Ping'an returned the favor with his fists and left. As for the final decision of the Shihao Kingdom cavalry, he did not see the choice of the young guy from the beginning and the end like the dog meat shop in the prefecture city.

The old military officer was a little disappointed, and he hadn't asked his name yet.

Ma Duyi saw Mr. Chen who was riding his horse back at that time and joked: "What do you mean by saying that he is not Shancai's boy, but what about it?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Seeing through but not talking about it is a good habit of dealing with people."

Ma Duyi was about to say a few words to him when Chen Ping'an was already on his way, so he had to hurry up with Zeng Ye.

The three riders' hooves gently stepped on the vast earth where spring flowers bloom.

At this moment, Ma Duyi put down the bronze mirror, turned to look at Chen Ping'an, who had closed the account book, and asked, "Mr. Chen, can we return to Shujian Lake before the autumn begins?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It's almost OK."

Ma Duyi stretched out and accidentally hit the big bamboo box behind him. He quickly reached out to hold it. Here, it was full of treasure items that were bought at a low price in the last three cities. Even if it was wrapped in satin and covered with cotton cloth, he was still worried that it would break the particularly delicate guys. According to the old ghost living in the imitation Liuli Pavilion, these are mostly treasures that are favored by wealthy families in the world. In troubled times, they are far less than real money and silver. But once they reach a peaceful and prosperous era, even if it is just a small bird food jar, it can be worth 200 taels of silver. When meeting a rich man who loves this, it is not difficult to double the price.

Chen Ping'an thought that if he opened a shop to do business one day in the future, Ma Duyi would be a good helper.

When Chen Ping'an arrived at a mountain outside the border of the Falcon Mountain, he realized that he had gathered many refugees. A market was built in a very good manner and the crowds were crowded. Along the way, many places were breaking ground and working in full swing. In addition to the relatively strong young men, there were also many women and children who could walk into Falcon Mountain alive, all of whom were working hard. What surprised Chen Ping'an the most was that the Shihao Kingdom Wu Temple had been built. Although it was rough, there were no shortage of court etiquette. In addition, there were also some monks who built mountain protection formations, who were also busy.

This is probably the earliest prototype of a fairy ferry or a mountain sect.

When the two monks saw Chen Ping'an and the other three strange faces, they looked a little alert and secretly contacted each other. The monks of the same school gathered together from all directions and grouped together to shock the group of foreigners.

Chen Ping'an no longer wears the jade plaque enshrined in Qingxia Island, and he has no choice but to ask one of the monks for the way, saying that he would go to the mountain where the Ancestor Hall of the Falcon Mountain is located.

After pointing the way, the monks of the same sect, led by an old monk in the cave realm, Chen Ping'an and the other two left the market, they breathed a sigh of relief and continued to work hard to build the mountain and water formation.

There is no way, they are just a sect. Even if they are relocated to the Fuluoshan, they cannot raise too much money from the gods than the other wealthy immortal residences, so they can only be thrown here by the Fuluoshan Zushi Hall. When the gate gods of the Dongmen of Fuluoshan come, as long as there is trouble, such as the Dali Iron Cavalry, who is disliked by the Fuluoshan, and they will naturally be the first to suffer, but they can only bite the bullet and block the disaster for Fuluoshan.

The creation, rise and inheritance of any sect on the mountain must contain hardships, humiliation and dangers.

But the old monk whose cultivation level in the cave realm was already one of the "ancestors" of the sect, stood on a high platform, and his eyes quietly stopped on a refugee child who was helping his parents wipe his sweat. The old monk smiled knowingly, and he was a good seedling. After realizing it, he planned to pay a little summer money and a mountain worth more than ten miles to change the mountain household registration of this family. However, he opposed the opposition and rejected the kindness of Huluoshan. Instead, he planned to personally collect the child as his disciple. Maybe one hundred years later, he would be his own mountain gate.

There is an extra cultivator in the cave realm. Perhaps it is not a luxury to reach the sea realm of the Zhongxing ancestor in the history of the mountain gate. When the old monk thinks of this, the old monk is quite pleased. Although the brothers in the ancestor's hall were quarreling at the beginning, after all, the money for the little summer, especially the extra mountain, is of great significance. However, after truly rejecting the proposal of the ancestor's hall of the Falcon, they united as one. Even the stingiest junior brother made up his mind that the day the child gave the teacher's ceremony in the future, he would take out a long-lost spiritual weapon and give it to his nephew.

After leaving the market, Chen Ping'an suddenly looked back and looked away, and then asked, "Did you see anything?"

Zeng Ye and Ma Duyi only felt it was inexplicable.

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "It's nothing, maybe I'm dazzled."

Ma Duyi quipped: "Mr. Chen, it's not good to say half of it."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "When you are alone in the future, you will know that half of the words are a big question worth studying."

Ma Duyi said, "Mr. Chen is becoming more and more perfect when he brags about his abilities."

Chen Ping'an turned around and clasped his fists on the horse's back, "I'm sorry."

Ma Duyi smiled angrily and said, "Mr. Chen, if you do this, you will be the Mr. Chen in my mind!"

Zeng Ye shook his head and said, "Where are there."

It was obvious that this young man would still be more towards Mr. Chen.

As a result, he was suddenly slapped in the face by Ma Duyi's sleeve, and it hurts.

Zeng Ye said annoyedly: "A gentleman speaks but not acts."

Now it was Ma Duyi's turn to shake his head, "It's hard to raise a villain or a woman. What the saint said, don't you understand this truth?"

Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly and said, "This sentence is not so understood, but you are willing to bury yourself like this, and I think it's okay."

With laughter and quarrels along the way, the three riders came to the real Falcon Mountain Gate.

Compared with the two immortal hills that we passed along the way, this place is extremely powerful and has a unique world. Compared with Huangli Mountain, its spiritual energy is better.

There is a peaceful town surrounded by mountains and rivers at the foot of the mountain, or a larger village. Looking at the houses and buildings, there should be more than a thousand people living there.

The so-called elegance on the mountain is gone without the world. Over time, it will be a loft in the sky and a water without a source.

It’s just that many immortal masters on the mountain who have not yet reached the top are too lazy or disdainful to think so.

Go to the village at the foot of the mountain, and then go to the mountain, and you have to cross a river, not an arch bridge, but like a slender snake dragon lying quietly in the river. On the back of the "it", villagers came to the cattle, probably to work in the nearby fields. Behind the young man and the buffalo, there was a child riding a green bamboo, shouting "Driving" on his mouth, like driving a horse.

Chen Ping'an took the lead and stopped, making way for the villagers and the buffalo with its curved horns.

After the villagers and the buffalo walked down the bridge, they were obviously knowledgeable and did not look at the three foreigners. Instead, the child riding a bamboo horse saw the real horse and was very curious. Chen Ping'an smiled at the child, and the child also grinned shyly, following his father and the buffalo continued to rush forward.

Zeng Ye found it interesting.

On the mountain where the clouds and mist are shrouded in the mist, there are often sword lights, and the rainbow lights cut through the sky.

But the child obviously didn't mind this, but was even more curious about the horses around them. The child riding a bamboo horse often looked back and looked back.

Chen Ping'an took the lead in leading the horse to a low stone bridge that was not too high above the river.

Halfway through, there were villagers who needed to walk to the other side waiting quietly.

After walking down the stone bridge, Chen Ping'an nodded to them and thanked them, and the villagers nodded in return with a smile.

I once thought about something.

The same is true for Ma Duyi.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an suddenly turned his head and looked at the sky.

The wooden box of the small sword tomb in the sleeve and the jade plaque in Qingxia Island became hot almost at the same time.

Regarding this matter, Liu Zhimao did not hide it at the beginning, and he could use them to follow Chen Ping'an's footsteps.

Chen Ping'an had no objection to this.

A ray of snow-white rainbow light from the monk's rapid control of the wind broke through the air from the falcons falling mountain and landed on the ground with a bang.

He is an old monk from Qingxia Island with a panic-looking look and a mess of spiritual energy. Zhang Yan, who is in charge of the secret warehouse and the fishing room.

This secret journey north almost exhausted the spiritual energy accumulation of several acupoints in Zhangyan. This is a reckless act that damages the fundamentals of the Great Dao. It is the same as the rushing transmission of the post cavalry of eight hundred miles, which will inevitably hurt the horse, and even run one after another to transfer one horse to the other.

Zeng Ye's face was full of joy. After all, Zhang Yan was the benefactor who pulled him out of the big fire pit on Maoyue Island with his own hands. However, when the boy saw Zhang Yan's face and expression, he immediately shut up.

Chen Ping'an supported Zhang Yan, who was shaking, and asked softly: "There is something wrong with Shujianhu?"

Zhang Yan said miserably: "The sky has changed!"

Chen Ping'an sighed. He had actually expected this situation, but because it was not the worst situation, Chen Ping'an did not deal with it too much, and in fact he could not make too many effective measures.

After all, it is time for manpower to be exhausted.

It's very simple. Either the leader Su Gaoshan took action, or the person behind Miyajima Liu Laocheng began to enter the game.

Or maybe it’s just that the two sides join forces.

Tan Yuanyi of Lisudao turned against him, only seeking self-protection and betraying the alliance. Liu Zhimao was reluctant to leave Qingxia Island's foundation, and was plotted and in danger. It was normal.

However, this is definitely not good news for Chen Ping'an at the moment.

The situation of the book Jianhu was originally going, and Chen Ping'an had already touched the chessboard that he had worked hard to manage might have been overturned to the ground by later players.
To be continued...