Shao Baojuan smiled and said, "The autumn wind in the Wei River, I hope you will take the bait."

Chen Ping'an asked, "Then is this on Liyang Road?"

Shao Baojuan nodded straight and said, "I'm so good at learning, remember this."

Even if one is devoted to Buddhism in his later generations, he will often not pay too much attention to an insignificant place name.

Chen Ping'an suddenly realized that there is also a jurisdiction in Li County called Mengxi. No wonder that Chen Xiaokong came here to stroll. It seems that he is still a regular customer of the official magazine shop. Chen Xiaokong is mostly similar to Shao Baojuan. He is not a local person in the Entry City. He just has the advantage of the second move and has the advantage of the opportunity. Therefore, he prefers to pick up bargains everywhere. Like Shao Baojuan, it seems like he has obtained several treasures in a few blinks, and he must have another chance in other cities. He is waiting for the Lord Shao to rely on "the stones from other mountains to capture jade" to obtain them one by one and put them in his pocket. Shao Baojuan and Shen Xiaokong, the magic weapon he obtained in the Entry City today, whether it is the book Chen Xiaokong, or the treasure knife "Little Eyebrow", as well as a bag of E-green and a piece of fiber rope, they are all very real.

As for the skinny old Taoist priest's eye, Chen Ping'an didn't care much. It was not because he was destined to be able to escape but not fight in the Skeleton Beach Ghost Valley back then. Chen Ping'an's only worry at the moment was that he was afraid of touching his whole body. For example, the bearded man next to the fortune telling stall, especially this Shao Baojuan, who had hidden many backhands waiting for him.

This is like a Middle Earth sword cultivator traveling to the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Facing himself who has already served as a hidden official, the difference in victory or defeat is not about the level of realm, but about the right time and place.

The monk who originally planned to buy cakes and snacks and food obviously also saw Chen Ping'an. The monk no longer spoke to the old woman, and re-carried the burden of "Qinglong Shu Chao" with each word written by hand, and asked, "Look, you are also from my hometown in the north, go south to see those people in the soles?"

Shao Baojuan did not show his voice, but was slightly surprised. The monk actually gave an evaluation of "a native of the north" when he first saw this person. You should know that Shao Baojuan reads books very complicated and is most familiar with all kinds of allusions in his life. He had previously been able to travel to various cities with the identity of the Lord of a city, so he took the opportunity to wait in this city many times, followed, and asked about the monks. Even if he copied the dozens of clever tips clearly recorded in later generations, he always gained nothing from the monks. So Shao Baojuan turned aside and immediately thought about it.

Chen Ping'an folded his hands together and greeted the monk who was later known as "Zhou Jingang", but hesitated for a moment, and caught a glimpse of the hiking stick in Pei Qian and Xiaomili's hands. He smiled with the monk: "It's better to owe sixty sticks first."

According to the historical records of Haoran Tianxia, ​​monks would stop in Longtan, burn the load of writing scriptures by themselves, and there would be a saying "no doubt on the tongue of the old monk in the world", and there would be a shocking Zen case that would be thirty-stop, and there would be a thirty-stop Zen case.

On the other side of the book shop, the old shopkeeper leaned against the door and watched the fun from afar.

Not many of these foreigners came to the entry city first by boarding the ship, but they mostly thought about the city or settling down on the city. And year after year, locals have seen many headless flies bumping around, like this blue-shirted swordsman, who is so cautious in words and actions, is as complete as being confident and prepared. As for the Shao Baojuan, the fortune is deep, the most exceptional. The shopkeeper of the bookstore slightly retracted his gaze and glanced at the weapon shop. The scholar Du also stood at the door, holding the bowl from the one hand. The city's sour plum soup was gnawing on a piece of Tongling white ginger, and it seemed very leisurely. It seemed that Mr. Wusong had filled the complete content of the "Flower Qi Xiangren" from the lord of the city of Fengying City. Then Du Xiucai could quickly go to the useful city, also known as Baiyan City, through this copybook, in exchange for an opportunity to be long-lasting. On the ferry, among the cities, a sentence, a thing, and an object, which has always been so difficult to come by, is even more difficult to get.

The shopkeeper was a little strange. Why did this Xiucai Du look like he was stuck on the long sword carried by the blue-shirted guest many times? Is it an old friend? It is impossible, that young man is not as old as he is.

It's strange. Before Du Xiucai boarded the ship, he was once the best mountain refiner in Haoran. He was very powerful. It is said that he had refined most of the Tongling Mountain near his hometown. Even those half-immortal soldiers and ranks rarely entered Du Xiucai's eyes. Because of Du Xiucai's opening and refining, a huge joke was made, and they were all included in the entry city. According to the records of the absurd article, there was once a Xuyi Water God Mansion next to Du Xiucai's hometown. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the big river were hailed as "the most powerful in Haoran". As a result, he cooked a little bit of it for Mr. Wu Song, which made the water mansion extremely miserable and had to go to the temple to complain. Could the long sword carried by the outsider be the immortal relics of the person Du Xiucai knew in his early years?

The monk on the street was a little confused, but he still put his hands together and bowed again. Before carrying the load and moving, he suddenly asked Chen Ping'an: "When he came out of the cave of Yixue and Literature, the monk was angry with a scholar?"

Chen Ping'an could only be silent. The monk shook his head and carried the load out of the city. He was about to pass by Chen Ping'an. He suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an, and asked again: "Why can the eyes observe the face but cannot see the face directly?"

Chen Ping'an replied: "Just wait for the Zen lamp to shine, the dragons and elephants in the ten directions will be opened to open their eyes and break through the dark streets."

The monk frowned slightly.

Chen Ping'an asked back: "Who will light the light? How to light the light?"

The monk laughed and said, "It's easy to answer. We are not the man in the south."

Chen Ping'an wanted to speak but stopped. The Zen Buddhism in Haoran is divided into north and south, but in Chen Ping'an's view, there is actually no distinction between the two sides, and he always believes that sudden gradual is the same method.

But the monk had already carried the load away, as if in a blink of an eye, his figure had disappeared from the city gate.

Shao Baojuan said with his heart and kindness, "The opportunity is hard to find and it is easy to lose. You should strike while the iron is hot."

Chen Ping'an remained silent.

Shao Baojuan smiled and said, "I have no intention of calculating you, it's because Yin Guan himself has thought too much."

Chen Ping'an narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why, Lord Shao is so arrogant. He wants to get all the Deshan sticks, Linji drinks, Yunmen cakes, and Zhaozhou tea?"

Shao Baojuan said helplessly: "I was indeed a little greedy before, but now I have been blocked by Yin Guan to take away sixty sticks, and it is not even the thirty sticks. Naturally, it will never happen."

Shao Baojuan suddenly smiled and asked, "Then let's just say it's even? From now on, you and I will not violate the rivers? Let's find their own opportunities?"

Chen Ping'an refused to comment, but just smiled and said, "What kind of city lord is Lord Shao? Since the well water does not interfere with the river water, I must always know where the well water and where the river water is."

Shao Baojuan smiled and said, "At this time, there is no knowledge that can be used for nothing without spending money. Why should the hidden official ask questions clearly?"

Chen Ping'an has actually seen a general clue. On the ferry, at least in the Entry City and the City of the Bull and the City, a person's knowledge, such as Shen Xiaokong knows the truth of the formation of the peaks, Shao Baojuan fills the gap for the uncopyed book, and adds the content of the words. Once the ferry "someone" is investigated as accurate, he can win a big or small opportunity. However, what is the price? It is very likely that a ray of soul is left on the ferry and becomes

The kind of "living immortal" that Pei Qian saw in ancient books is in prison. If Chen Ping'an did not guess this line wrongly, then as long as he is careful enough to learn from the city lord Shao Baojuan, go around the streets, do only certain things, and only say certain words, then logically speaking, the later the boarding this ferry, the easier it is to make a profit. But the problem is that this ferry is not famous in Haoran, too obscure, and it is easy to get stuck, and if you are not careful, you will lose everything.

As for why Chen Ping'an was able to see the "entry city", he reminded Pei Qian and Xiaomi Li not to answer. It was also because when he was traveling with Lu Tai in Tongyezhou, Lu Tai accidentally mentioned a ferry and joked, asking Chen Ping'an why the most difficult thing in the world was. Later, when Chen Ping'an went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi again, he checked the secret files of the summer vacation palace in his spare time, and he actually found a record of the ferry under his feet, which was a walk-in when he was studying.

When I came from the door, I saw a record about the night boat at the narration of the book "Zhenzhu Ship". Because there was a mountain called Zhongzhu Ship in my hometown, and Chen Ping'an was very interested in the miscellaneous content written by Zhongzhu Ship, so I did not read it as roughly as many books, but read it carefully from beginning to end to the end, so I could see the sentence, "There is a pearl boat in front and a night boat behind. The sea of ​​knowledge is endless. A small boat is sewn and patched, and a man travels around the world at night."

Next to the word "名" was written with a line of words. Chen Ping'an could tell who it was, "Go to your mother, you'll beat him up with two punches."

So later on the road on the city wall, Chen Ping'an had the unintentional saying, "The only night boat is the most difficult to deal with in the world."

When Chen Ping'an returned to Haoran, he accidentally found the collection of books seals that Feiran deliberately left by Liu Mao from Huanghuaguan. When he saw those seals, he realized that the two sentences in the book were probably a boring comment from Xiao Yan, the chief official of the Sword Qi Great Wall, to the senior official of the criminal officer Hai Zhoumi.

As for why Lord Shao was crazy about targeting him, as long as he found several fundamental veins of this night boat for Chen Ping'an, he could naturally follow the local customs, follow the clues, and ask Shao Baojuan a good question.

Pei Qian was not worried about the city lord Shao Baojuan. Anyway, with the master staring at him, Pei Qian was more attentive, and he glanced at the crooked banner with the thin old Taoist saying "If you want to get the eternal life, pass this fairy altar first", and then looked at the formation on the ground in front of the stall. Pei Qian picked the basket behind him and placed it on the ground, so that the millet grains could stand in again. Pei Qian pointed the hiking stick in his hand to the ground, drew the ground around the basket, and poked it gently. The hiking stick was like a knife cutting tofu, and it entered the ground for more than an inch. A hiking stick stood on the ground. After Pei Qian let go, several silk threads were wrapped around it, like a sword energy lingering, and the golden thunder pool was like a pocket sword formation, guarding the basket.

Pei Qian shook his sleeves gently, quietly grabbed a bamboo yellow paper cutter with his right hand. It was a gift from Yu Panshui. Pei Qian reached out his hand again, and the paper cutter returned to his sleeve. However, an extremely heavy iron rod appeared in his left hand. His body bent slightly, and he made the white ape sword technique. His wrist was twisted and his long stick was drawn round. Finally, he gently tapped the ground at one end, and rippled in a burst of ripples. There were countless water patterns on the street, rippling layer by layer.

On the Lei Gong Temple in Mahu Prefecture, Aizhou, Pei Qian divided a half-immortal soldier iron spear given by Yu Xuan into three, breaking the tips of the spear with a sharp edge at both ends, and finally turning them into two swords and one stick.

The bearded man looked at Pei Qian who used a staff as a sword and drew a talisman, and nodded slightly without hiding his appreciation.

What the old Taoist priest saw in his eyes was different from the bearded guest of his neighbor, and he said in amazement: "Miss, looking at her young age, she doesn't mention some magic, but her hands and feet have a lot of strength. Who did you learn fist and foot skills? Could it be that the young king of Kuluzhou went to the throne, or Tongyezhou's

Wu Zhu? I heard that the scenery at the foot of the mountain is so beautiful that there are so many martial arts players. One mountain is higher than the other. It’s a pity that I fought for a woman to go first. Do you have a martial arts relationship with that woman?”

Pei Qian said: "If the old god wants to learn Taoism with my master, you might as well ask me a few punches first."

The man squatting on the ground smiled a little, "It's true that Fengjun is an old god, but unfortunately his skills are not very good at fisting. If you ask about fist, even if you go to Fengjun's territory, Bird Mountain, the old god will still lose. The little girl is very smart."

The old Taoist turned around and jumped his feet and cursed, "There is a guy who looked at himself in the mirror every day, shouting, "Who should cut it?", "Who should I chop it?", "You are so embarrassed to say that I am not good at it?" Are you using your 100,000 soldiers for a meal? Don't forget, it's still me who sprinkled beans into soldiers, cut paper into generals, and helped you gather more than 10,000 soldiers to gather up 10,000,000, and you have no conscience..."

The man was as red as a rosy, and simply sat on the ground, laughing and said, "Don't I return you a door sea."

Pei Qian immediately said in his heart: "Master, it seems that these people have the means of 'a unique world'. This is the place where the king is sealed, and the 100,000-strong bearded soldiers, who are probably able to form a small world in this entry city."

Chen Ping'an replied in his heart: "If this Fengjun is really the Taoist sect of the 'Qingniu Taoist Priest', the Taoist temple is indeed the Bird Mountain, then the old god will be a little old. Let's wait and see what changes."

The old Taoist priest became more and more angry as he spoke. He kicked the bottles and jars on the cotton stall and fell into a large area. "I asked you to turn your elbows out and help the people from outside to bully the people from hometown. After I closed the stall, I will definitely go and complain to the city lord."

The man grabbed a corner of the cotton cloth, moved it, trying to stay away from the fortune telling stall, and said helplessly: "What are you chasing me? Have you found the wrong person?"

Only then did Feng Jun remember to look at the foreigner in the blue shirt and carry a sword again, and asked, "The person who carries a leash on the street is not a bald donkey or a Taoist priest, right?! Tell me directly! As long as you say the truth!"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "The Taoist Dharma may be leaking, so there are Taoist priests on the street who carry leaking their bodies. What do you blame me for doing?"

The old Taoist stomped his feet and laughed angry, "Good guy, now Confucian scholars are becoming more and more awesome now."

Shao Baojuan suddenly interrupted, "The Great Dao is fifty, the Tianyan is four nine, then it is perfect or a missing person, it is also a joke, but it is not necessarily true in his heart."

Chen Ping'an asked, "Lord Shao, are you still not over?"

In an instant.

Chen Ping'an found himself in a beautiful place with beautiful mountains and rivers.

There is no longer a street in the Essential City. There is only an old Taoist priest riding a green cow on the mountain road. He has a cross-body bag and a row of bamboo tubes. The sound of each other is crisp and pleasant, and he is coming towards Chen Ping'an on the road.

Chen Ping'an looked at the green cow and looked a little dazed for a moment, because if he remembered correctly, when Zhao Yao left the Lizhu Cave Heaven, he rode a wooden ox cart with a young man's shirt and a green cow. It is said that there was a dull driving man at that time. Chen Ping'an remembered another incident. The previous entry of the city's cavalryman with a long spear in the city said that "no lifting up his body" was not reasonable. Could it be that the green cow Taoist priest in front of him could have a illusory false realm with the strange posture of living gods in the other cave heaven?

On the street, Shao Baojuan smiled knowingly. There are so many weird things on the ferry. No matter how careful Chen Ping'an is to sail for thousands of years, he will capsize in the gutter here.

If it weren't for Shao Baojuan's qualifications and talent, he would have become a living god here, let alone become a lord of a city. There were about three people in the world, and they were the most unique here. One of them was the Fire Dragon Realm of Beijuluzhou, and the remaining one was very likely to have a mysterious battle with Shao Baojuan, the "sleeper visitor" of Liuxiazhou.

On the Entry City, it's only a moment later.

Chen Ping'an stepped out of the threshold in one step, and his figure returned to the original place of the entry city, but the long sword behind him "night trip" was gone.

At the same time, the fortune telling stall and the Qingniu Taoist priest disappeared out of thin air.

Pei Qian looked calm and didn't even ask any more questions.

Chen Ping'an still comforted softly: "It's okay."

Shao Baojuan smiled and clasped his fists to say goodbye.

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "There will be a date later."

A young girl came slowly and smiled with Shao Baojuan and said, "Lord Shao, are you leaving now?"

Shao Baojuan smiled and said, "Next time I enter the city, I will go to see your husband."

The scholar took a step forward and ignored the city restrictions, shrank the land and mountains and rivers, and left the entry city in a flash, which was full of loads.

The girl then gave Chen Ping'an a blessing, "My master said, let Jianxian write a post "Evil Sex" and you can get out of the entry city. If you make a mistake, please ask Jianxian to bear the consequences."

Chen Ping'an asked with a smile: "Dare you ask your master who is?"

The girl smiled and replied, "My master, currently the lord of the entry city, was once called Li Shiro in the hometown of Jianxian."

At the same time, as soon as Shao Baojuan left, someone came over. He was a boy. He bowed to Chen Ping'an and said, "My city lord is working on creating a seal, which is the first seal, which is the 'Wine Immortal Poetry Buddha, Swords are the same forever'. There are dozens of seals in the rest, and they all need help to make up for it by the teacher."
Chapter completed!