It’s not the bottleneck monks in the Dragon Gate realm who are attacking the Golden Elixir Earth Immortal.

Qi Jinglong asked with a smile: "Why don't you drink a few sips of wine to calm down the shock?"

"Slow down for a while before drinking."

Chen Pingan saw an empty bench by the lotus pond and sat there. He turned around and said with a smile, "It's okay. I'm well prepared. I still have two chances."

He picked up a lotus leaf that had been knocked off the bench by the rain.

Qi Jinglong pointed to his heart, "The key is here, don't make any problems, otherwise the so-called two opportunities, no matter how many natural resources and treasures there are, are all in vain."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "Of course. That's all I can do."

Qi Jinglong felt relieved when he saw that he was not depressed at all.

Sui Jingcheng walked out of the room, but her place was gone. Chen Pingan moved his position and sat at one end of the bench, and Sui Jingcheng sat at the other end.

Chen Pingan asked: "If you need additional expenses for picking lotus leaves, you must record them in your account."

Sui Jingcheng smiled and said: "Okay, it's just a few snowflakes to spend, just keep accounts."

Chen Pingan turned to look at Qi Jinglong.

Qi Jinglong was indifferent.

You two, please, don't get involved with me.

Chen Pingan had no choice but to explain: "Mr. Liu, you misunderstood."

Qi Jinglong smiled and said, "Okay, just think that I misunderstood."

Chen Pingan sighed, picked up the sword gourd and drank silently.

Chen Ping'an remembered something, "The three small boat monks on the river that I saw earlier at the waterside pavilion are very famous in Luzhou, Beiju?"

Qi Jinglong said: "Same as Mr. Jianweng who liked to warm up flying swords for people in the past, he is one of the top ten eccentrics in Luzhou, Beiju. This man likes music and has returned many musical instruments and magic weapons. He has a weird temper and wanders around.

Ding. Many celebrations held by the sects of the Immortal Family in Luzhou, Beiju, such as the opening ceremony of the peak, or the success of the great monks in breaking through the realm, are all considered as a blessing to be able to invite more than ten masters and disciples to play music at the banquet. The most recent master and disciple gathering

Ju was invited by the youngest sect leader in the history of our Beiju Luzhou, and appeared on the back of a green cliff in a small cave of the Qingliang Sect."

Chen Pingan nodded.

After about a stick of incense, Chen Pingan returned to the house without saying a word.

Sui Jingcheng had nothing to do and continued to twist the still green lotus leaf.

Qi Jinglong said: "Do you mind if I say something related to your Taoist practice? I didn't mean to check it. In fact, your breathing and Qi movement made me feel a little familiar."

Sui Jingcheng shook his head and said, "I don't mind."

But she turned her head, glanced at the room over there, and said softly: "Mr. Liu, please tell me."

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "The breathing method you practice is very similar to that of Master Taixia Yuanjun and Immortal Master Li Yu, who are direct disciples of Master Huolong."

Sui Jingcheng said doubtfully: "Mr. Liu, wait a moment, although I don't know many rules on the mountain, but after following the seniors for this journey, I also know that the Taoist real person is not as good as an earthly immortal, but Yuan Jun is at least in the upper five realms.

Jade Pu Realm. Is that Immortal Master Li Yu's qualifications so great that he is better than his master and is already much better than his master?"

Qi Jinglong smiled and shook his head and said: "This is an interesting story on our mountain in Luzhou, Beiju. The real Fire Dragon is a Celestial Master with a foreign surname from Longhu Mountain in the Divine Continent of the Middle Earth. There are some rumors...forget it, this is not nonsense, I will just

Not to mention. Anyway, this old god has a very high realm, very high, very high, but he has always maintained the title of real person. Moreover, it is said that he likes to sleep, practice and enlightenment in his dreams, and the mysteries are more mysterious. And Li Yu is the direct disciple of Huolong Zhenren

First, because the old god accepts disciples very casually, regardless of qualifications or basic skills, he will bring one or two people back every time he goes down the mountain. As a result, there are as many as forty or fifty direct disciples on the genealogy of the ancestor hall.

Over the long years, there have been people like Immortal Master Li Yu who have been promoted to Taoist Yuanjun, but most of them still died at various bottlenecks, from the Cave Mansion Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm. There are now more than twenty direct descendants on the mountain.

Continue to practice, so monks of the same generation are very different in age and realm. However, this Taixia Yuanjun has been in seclusion for many years, but her lineage has spread and has the most disciples on the mountain. The three generations of disciples after her

, there are already more than a hundred people.”

Sui Jingcheng's face changed slightly.

The predecessors once said that the seal characters of the three golden hairpins include "Taixia slave ghost"!

Sui Jingcheng quickly calmed down.

A war between heaven and man began in my heart.

Qi Jinglong turned his head and glanced at Sui Jingcheng, with complicated eyes. Forget it, some things should be seen through but not revealed. Whatever the final result is, Mr. Chen will have a headache.

The root of Sui Jingcheng's Dao is actually not that simple. He must be the disciple of Taixia Yuanjun Li Yu, the immortal master. It can even be said that the possibility is both high and extremely small, because Li Yu had already become a disciple before he closed the barrier of life and death.

I have recruited a retreating disciple with excellent abilities. Although he is less than forty years old now, he is a candidate for the next ten young people from Luzhou, Beiju.

The monks on the mountain, the higher they are on the mountain, the more they are never careless and ambiguous about the status of master and disciple.

Moreover, the mystery behind Sui Jingcheng's body is that Mr. Chen is not the real Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator. It has not been revealed yet. However, this is not necessarily a bad thing.

In any case, relying on the faint sword intention on Sui Jingcheng's body, Qi Jinglong roughly guessed some clues. This kind of practice method is too dangerous and will be troublesome. If it is not handled properly, it will affect the foundation of the avenue.

Qi Jinglong could even follow this thread and the complicated relationships between some great monks in Luzhou, Beiju, to draw more conclusions.

However, many things on the mountain cannot be known or unknown.

As for Gu Mo, Yuanjun's young disciple, Qi Jinglong had met her once during his travels. She was indeed very qualified, but her temper was not very good.

The Taixia lineage has always been like this.

Go down the mountain to slay demons and eliminate demons. You will not be afraid of heaven or earth. Death will mean nothing.

As long as they are reasonable, even if they are facing monks who are two or three realms higher, all heavenly masters with other surnames, including Taixia, will still use their swords.

In history, there have been Earth Immortal monks, even the Sword Immortals of the Fifth Realm, who casually killed those ignorant Taoist monks with a single sword. Most of them thought that they were silent, but without exception, most of them were killed by Taixia Yuanjun or Taixia Yuanjun.

Her senior brothers came and beat him to death. If there was a great monk on the top of the mountain who could even block and repel them, it didn't matter. In this thousand-year history, Master Huolong came down the mountain twice, and he was beaten to death once.

He killed a Twelve-level military monk and killed a Twelve-level swordsman who thought he could protect himself with one strike. From the beginning to the end, the old master remained unscathed, and even a mountain top that should have changed the color of the world

Fighting without any disturbance.

The sun and moon alternate, day and night alternate.

When Chen Pingan walked out of the house for the second time, Sui Jingcheng immediately followed him out of his house.

Qi Jinglong did not speak this time.

Chen Ping'an was still sitting on the bench. The lotus leaf placed on the bench had shown some signs of withering after the spiritual energy had been lost, and the color was no longer so moist and plump.

Sui Jingcheng did not sit on the bench, but stood not far away.

Slim and graceful like a hibiscus.

Chen Ping'an was drinking wine while holding the sword gourd and said with a smile: "Don't worry."

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "You are not worried, so what should I be worried about?"

Chen Pingan turned around and said, "Sorry to trouble you."

Qi Jinglong's answer was concise and to the point, "You're welcome."

Chen Pingan asked: "Mr. Liu, do you have your own understanding of what Buddhism calls surrendering the mind?"

Qi Jinglong shook his head, "It's superficial and not worth mentioning. I'll tell you if I think about it in the future."

Chen Pingan said: "I once met an eminent monk, so I have some ideas. Let's chat casually?"

Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "This is the best."

Chen Pingan stood up, stretched out a palm, and his fingers were like hooks, motionless, as if restraining something, "Does this count as surrender?"

Qi Jinglong thought for a moment and shook his head, "If it was like this in the beginning, it is definitely not the case. If it is the final result, it is not considered satisfactory."

Chen Pingan nodded, then squatted down, pressed his fingers against the bluestone floor beside the lotus pond, casually drew two very light traces, and then drew veins in all directions.

Finally, I stretched out my palm and wiped it all, but it was not smoothed out, leaving intermittent and small scratches.

Qi Jinglong asked: "Is this our state of mind? We are running around in different directions, seemingly returning to the original place of our hearts, but as long as we are careless, there are actually some traces of our thoughts that have not been wiped clean?"

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything. He went to the pool and picked up a small handful of water with his right hand. He stood near the center of the circle. With his other left hand, he gently twisted out a drop of water and dropped it at the center of the circle.

Qi Jinglong looked intently.

Kneel down again and wipe it gently with one hand.

There seemed to be no water stains on the bluestone floor, but among the fine marks, there were still slender water channels, spreading in all directions, with different lengths and different distances.

Chen Pingan turned his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Liu is right."

Qi Jinglong thought for a while, "But when a horse tramples by, will it definitely leave traces? Instead of heavy snow footprints, they will completely melt after exposure to the sun as soon as the sun rises?"

Then both of them fell into deep thought.

Sui Jingcheng squatted near Chen Pingan, eyes wide open, trying to see something.

Otherwise, it would be very shameful to be like this all the time, wouldn't it?

When she raised her head.

She noticed that her senior glanced at her.

She sat on the bench and acted like "I should know everything".

Chen Ping'an slapped his head and dropped the water in his palm. He twisted his wrist and found the blue paper Buddhist scripture in his hand. He stood up and handed it to Qi Jinglong, "I don't know Brahma. Can you tell me which Buddhist scripture it is from?"
To be continued...