Qi Jinglong said: "The storm is about to come. Ji Yue, the Sword Immortal of Yuanwei Mountain, and the ten-level warrior who is in charge of the Great Seal Script Martial Arts have not yet fought against each other. Once the fight starts, the momentum will be huge, so this time all the saints of the academy have left, and there are still

I invited several experts to watch the battle on the sidelines to prevent the two sides from fighting and harming the people. As for the life and death of both sides, I don't care about him."

Chen Pingan asked: "Is there any big news from the Great Li Dynasty in Aquarius Continent?"

Qi Jinglong sighed, "The Great Li cavalry continued to move south, and there were some backlashes in the rear. Many people with lofty ideals who had destroyed the country were rising up and generously fighting for justice. This is right, and no one can blame it. But many innocent people died, then

It's wrong. Although both sides have their reasons, such tragic events are inevitable and always..."

Chen Ping'an said: "I have no choice."

Qi Jinglong hummed.

Qi Jinglong remembered something and said with a smile: "Our Xie Tianjun from Luzhou, Beiju, has accepted three challenges."

Chen Pingan thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's hard to lose."

Qi Jinglong said: "Indeed, there is no defeat. After all, Qi Tianjun, the god of the Aquarius Continent, is destined not to take action. In the three fights, the challenge from Wei Jin, the swordsman of Fengxue Temple, was the most eye-catching. Although Wei Jin lost,

Such a young sword cultivator will definitely have very high achievements in the future! But I heard that he has gone to Daoxuan Mountain and will practice swordsmanship at the Great Wall of Sword Qi. So I think the higher the achievements of such a sword cultivator, the more

Good thing."

Chen Pingan smiled.

Qi Jinglong asked curiously: "Have you seen it before?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I met him once."

At that time, Wei Jin looked at Chen Ping'an with very indifferent eyes.

But Chen Pingan still felt that he was a good man and a swordsman. After so many years, he understood the power of Wei and Jin better.

Qi Jinglong was silent for a moment, "By the way, there is another major event. In addition to Piyun Mountain, all the other four mountains in Dali have been sealed."

Chen Pingan's heart moved.

Refining the natal objects belonging to the five elements.

Cui Dongshan carried a small hoe and dug out five large bags of five-color soil from Dali Mountain.

The accumulated soil forms mountains and wind and rain bring prosperity. Once the refining is successful, a great pattern of mountains and rivers interdependent can be created.

Many choices on the road of life will change.

Just like the matter of refining the five-color soil of Dali Mountain, Chen Pingan was the first to give up. Later, after two heart-to-heart talks with Cui Dongshan and Cui Yi, Chen Pingan became extremely determined. Even when he came to Luzhou, Beiju

On a cross-continental ferry, Chen Ping'an still didn't change his mind after seeing the vicious woman who had transformed from the Empress of Great Li into the Queen Mother of Great Li.

So now Chen Pingan has two choices in front of him. One is to just take the Longtou ferry and escort Sui Jingcheng to the Pima Sect on the Skeleton Beach to refine the five-color soil there. It is safe but time-consuming.

One is to find a spiritually energetic Xianjia Inn near Longtoudu so as not to delay the trip to Dadu, or take a slight detour and go to a secluded mountain and swamp for retreat.

Qi Jinglong seemed to notice the change in Chen Pingan's thoughts. He hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "I came down the mountain just to chat with you. After chatting, I had nothing to do."

Some people help others, but they think more.

Isn't this the case with Chen Ping'an?

The knowledge is similar and the people are similar.

This is a fellow-minded person.

So Chen Pingan changed his caution and asked: "If I want to refine a natal object at Longtoudu and I need someone to help me hold the line and guard the pass, will Mr. Liu be willing?"

Qi Jinglong smiled and said, "Okay."

Chen Ping'an added: "Maybe there was a lot of noise during the refining process. And I have some enemies in Beiju Luzhou, such as the Jinlin Palace of the Great Seal Dynasty."

Qi Jinglong said: "It's a small matter."

Chen Pingan slapped Qi Jinglong on the shoulder, "It's a pity that people like you don't like to drink."

Qi Jinglong said helplessly: "Persuading someone to drink is a very hurtful thing."

Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing and said: "This sentence should be discussed with an old gentleman in the future. Well, if there is a chance, there will be a swordsman."

Qi Jinglong shook his head.

When we arrived at Longtoudu, we stayed at a spiritually charming Xianjia Inn with a "Kingfisher" plaque hanging on it.

Chen Ping'an was rarely generous, so he directly asked the inn for a sky-high mansion, and there was even a lotus pond. The water from the lotus leaves was as big as a plate. After the rain, there were still lotus dews like white beads. The breeze brought fragrance, and it felt relaxed and happy.

Every time Qi Jinglong travels down the mountain, he will use a pseudonym to write a genealogy. When he goes to busy places, he will also use blinding methods.

At that moment, Qi Jinglong moved a bench and sat by the lotus pond. Sui Jingcheng also followed suit, picked up the power fence, moved a bench, held a hiking stick, sat not far away, and began to breathe.

There is a small boat tied to the pond.

Qi Jinglong just stared quietly at the lotus pond, gently making fists with his hands and placing them on his knees.

Chen Pingan has begun to retreat.

Qi Jinglong is a Nascent Soul monk and a genealogy master. In addition to studying and understanding the truth, Qi Jinglong practices in the mountains. The so-called distraction is just a comparison between the first two.

Qi Jinglong actually learned a lot of things, but he was proficient in everything. At that time, he could make Yang Ningzhen in Chongxuan Department Yunxiao Palace unable to break the formation just by drawing a formation at random. You must know that Yang Ningzhen's level of magic at that time was beyond the same level.

Because of his younger brother Yang Ningxing, who was born with Taoism, Yang Ningzhen turned to martial arts in a fit of anger. At the same time, he gave up the inheritance rights of Chongxuan Department Yunxiao Palace. However, he actually gave Yang Ningzhen a great future in martial arts, which can be said to be a blessing in disguise.

Therefore, Qi Jinglong is the most familiar with the matter of retreat.

No matter how loud Chen Ping'an's movement is, or how ripples of energy stir up, he can't escape from this house at all.

Because Qi Jinglong is a sword cultivator.

There are signs of rain again, but this time it will be a heavy rain.

Sui Jingcheng was a little uneasy. He interrupted his breathing and exhaled a breath of turbid air, frowning.

Qi Jinglong pretended not to know.

Sui Jingcheng murmured: "I heard a local proverb from my predecessors, the rain in a small summer is like silver, and the rain in a big summer is like gold."

Sui Jingcheng said to himself: "I think this kind of thing must be said by scholars, and it must be the kind of people who are not very good at studying and who are not very good at being an official."

Qi Jinglong then said: "It makes sense."

Sui Jingcheng stood up, leaned his hiking stick against the bench, squatted by the lotus pond, and asked, "Can I pick the lotus leaves in the pond at will?"

Qi Jinglong nodded and said: "After paying so much snow to live here, picking a few lotus leaves is not a problem, but the spiritual energy contained in the lotus leaves is thin, and you will not be able to keep them after you pick them."

Sui Jingcheng picked off a lotus leaf by the water, sat back on the bench, and twisted it gently, causing raindrops to splash in all directions.

Qi Jinglong said: "Mr. Chen is in good shape, so the refining matter should not be a big problem."

Sui Jingcheng turned around and asked, "Are you really foolproof?"

Qi Jinglong was helpless. How should he answer such words?

Sui Jingcheng turned his head and asked softly: "Senior, is he really that young?"

Qi Jinglong looked into the distance and said with a smile: "The real age is naturally young, but the age of the mind is no longer young. There are all kinds of strange things in the world, and among them, the Cave Heaven Paradise is the strangest. The years are long and slow, and they are not like the human world, but more like the human world. So.

That Mr. Chen said he was 300 years old was not entirely a lie."

Heavy rain is coming.

Sui Jingcheng went to get the power fence and coir raincoat, and then he just sat by the pond and soaked in the rain.

As for Qi Jinglong - there is no need to operate the qi machine at all, and heavy rain will not invade.

The heart of the sword moves slightly, and the sword intention affects the sword energy.

Raindrops the size of soybeans hit the lotus leaf on Sui Jingcheng's bench, making a crackling sound.

Sui Jingcheng's eyes suddenly widened and he vaguely saw a pair of splendid mandarin ducks hiding from the rain under the lotus leaves in the lotus pond in the distance.

Sui Jingcheng's mood suddenly improved.

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "That is a kind of spiritual bird sold in Chunlupu Jiamu Mountains. It is not an ordinary mandarin duck. It has a wild and unruly temperament. It is kept in the mountains and swamps. It can protect the precious fish in the pond from being snatched away by strange beasts in the mountains and swamps."

Damn the scenery.

Sui Jingcheng's mood suddenly became bad.

Although Qi Jinglong was puzzled and didn't know where he provoked her, he also knew that he had said the wrong thing and stopped talking.

Late at night, Sui Jingcheng had returned to his house, but the lights were on all night.

Qi Jinglong has been sitting on a bench by the water, motionless.

Occasionally, ripples of energy overflowed, but they were shattered by the sword energy and returned to heaven and earth.

As for the many treasures and visions that Chen Ping'an took out of the furnace and brought out heavenly materials and earthly treasures, Qi Jinglong would naturally not allow anyone to spy on them with his spiritual consciousness.

For those who practice Taoism, refining their natal objects is a top priority, as their lives are at stake.

At noon the next day, Chen Pingan opened the door and walked out of the house with a pale face.

Qi Jinglong sighed.

Is it such an exaggeration for monks in the lower five realms to refine their natal objects?

Whether it's the appearance of the refining furnace, the rarity of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures, or the difficulty of refining the objects, isn't it too unbelievable?
To be continued...