Sword comes

The girl in the pink skirt ran out of the attic holding a large handful of ancient books. After seeing this scene, she looked at Chen Pingan with some fear in her eyes.

At the same time, a boy in green clothes fell from the sky, dressed in ragged clothes, in a state of distress, and there was a flash of golden light floating around him, like a fierce soldier escorting a prisoner.

The little boy in Tsing Yi lay on the ground panting, wiped off the blood on his face, turned his head to look at the unknown dragon crossing the river, the hostility in his eyes couldn't be dissipated, it's not surprising that he was acting as a threat in the big river outside the city. After being blessed for hundreds of years, suddenly someone beats him into a stray dog, and the resentment in his heart is hard to appease.

Cui Chan snapped his fingers, and the golden light flew back to his sleeve like a swallow returning to its nest.

Seeing that Chen Pingan was a little puzzled, Cui Chan smiled and said, "Sir, do you remember that outside the Yefu Pass, I boasted to you how rich the ceremony of apprenticeship is, and I talked about this temporarily unowned natal flying sword named Jinqiu. It looks good, it can be controlled without a high level, and it works smoothly."

Cui Chan grinned, quite proudly, "The previous owner of Feijian was a well-deserved sword fairy in the Shenzhou of China. Entering the way of chess, but his chess skills are not good, he gambled his life with me, and lost to my flying sword, but in the end, he also wants to die, and he does not want to have any ties with this flying sword."

Chen Pingan asked curiously: "Then, can Lin Shouyi use this Golden Autumn?"

Cui Chen looked like he had a toothache, "Sir, I am not as partial as you. Of course Lin Shouyi can use it, but he can refine and drive it. It must be a waste of money. I am willing to give it to Mr. as a student, but I am absolutely not willing to give it to Lin Shouyi." An outsider."

The girl in the pink skirt and the kid in Tsing Yi looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

Middle Earth, Sword Immortal, Chess Dao, Gambling for Life.

These words strung together are enough to shock the world.

Chen Ping looked around and saw nothing unusual. He was about to leave and continue on his way.

"Sir, wait for a moment, let me explain the truth first, so that the next road back to my hometown will not be complicated." Cui Chan thought for a moment, and then took out the side that was originally Fulongguan Zhenshan. Bao's inkstone gave an order to Huang Tingguo's pair of fire pythons and aqua snakes: "Put your real body in it at speed. I'm not very patient. My rule is that things should only be done. If you dare to delay, don't blame me."

Before he could say a few words, Cui Chen was murderous, just thinking about slapping the boy in Tsing Yi to death, so as not to be out of sight and out of mind, after all, according to the plan of Longquan County, he could get on with the old dragon. The relationship is enough. The fire python in front of me is not high-level, and has not yet completed the transformation. It is far inferior to the cold food river water god in Dashuifu. After all, their capture is just a small addition to the icing on the cake. It's because the treasure house in the square inch can't be opened now, so I just want to subdue the two little guys for "Mr. Myself", even if it's not very useful, I will keep them by my side in the future, help take care of the mountain, and with the special background of Lizhu Dongtian, it is barely feasible.

So he, Cui Chan, really doesn't care about their life and death. Now that the husband is already a teacher, and the students are already students, Cui Chan is very clear about Chen Pingan's character. He is really a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard. Thousands of fire pythons and water snakes are useless, now that I have recognized myself, without two insignificant little guys, it is not a problem at all.

Thinking of this, Cui Chan had mixed feelings. Dealing with Chen Pingan, he was really tired when he said that he was tired. It felt more difficult than moving the five mountains, but when he crossed the invisible threshold of seeking Taoism, he felt a strange feeling. I feel that such a scheming man, Da Li Guoshi, can be given some peace of mind.

Seeing the golden light pouring out of the cuffs of the young man in white, the boy in Tsing Yi hurriedly stood up, knelt down and kowtowed, "I implore the immortal master to spare my life, I am willing to go through fire and water for the immortal masters, and I will not regret it even if I die."

The girl in the pink skirt who has read thousands of books in this library of Zhilan Mansion feels a little ashamed to be with her company, she is not the kind of monster who talks nonsense, she mumbles and is a little at a loss.

Cui Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense with the water snake kid, so he raised the inkstone, "I'll count to three."

The girl in the pink skirt hesitated a little, and from between her eyebrows, a small flame python as thin as a silk thread sprang into the inkstone, her face was snow-white, and her figure was crumbling.

Seeing this, the little boy in Tsing Yi sighed old-fashionedly and muttered, "That's all, those who know the current affairs are heroes", only to see smoke from his seven orifices, and finally condense into a black and green snake slightly thicker than a fire python, flying into the inkstone, A boa and a snake curled up inside the inkstone, not daring to move at all.

After all, there is an old dragon sleeping soundly on the edge of the inkstone. That is the ancestor of monsters like them, maybe eighteen generations away.

Cui Chen put away the inkstone sent by Dali's dead soldiers halfway, and said with a sneer, "Don't be ignorant, it's just a little restraint, you can use this to sharpen your realm, and replace it with a monster belonging to the other continent's dragon, if there are you The two of you have this opportunity in front of you, and you've been begging so hard that you've smashed your heads."

The girl in the pink skirt who grew up in the square inch of the study building bowed to thank her.

The kid in Tsing Yi, who had always been carefree and wild, curled his lips, disapproving.

Cui Chan turned a blind eye to this, and said with a playful smile: "Do you know the place in Dali Longquan County after the Lizhu Cave sky shattered and fell? My husband is a rich man there. He owns five hills and has a collection of snake gallstones full of aura. , This thing is formed by the spiritual blood of the last true dragon in the world, its value, you can weigh it yourself. So this way, it is good to serve my husband."

The pink skirt girl's eyes lit up, she bowed to Chen Ping'an, her face was full of joy, "I am willing to follow you, sir."

The little boy in Tsing Yi was even more straightforward. With a plop, he knelt down and kowtowed, bang bang, "Master, is there any need for beautiful women and maids with warm quilts? I know them better, even those who are practicing. As long as the master nods , I’m going to be robbed by the master right now, no, it’s for the master to use eight sedan chairs to invite me here.”

Chen Ping rubbed his forehead, and glanced at Cui Chan, could it be that birds of a feather flock together to provoke these unscrupulous freaks.On the other hand, Bao Ping, Li Huai and Lin Shouyi were all very serious around me.

After being cut off from the spirit by the old scholar, although Cui Chan is now a young man with a youthful heart, his vision, eyesight, and city are still there. As for Chen Ping's thoughts, Cui Chan guessed a lot from this glance. Eighty-eight, a little helpless, where are the children like Li Baoping normal? Take ten thousand steps back and say, you, Chen Pingan, are normal with a broken fist. How many people in the world want to hit it a million times first? , let's talk about other

The little boy in Tsing Yi raised his head, "Master, Cao Hushan in Zhilan Mansion has a young son who used to be in charge of watching me by the river outside the city. , at this moment, I reckon he has already reunited with his father, if you let him go, trouble will be inevitable in the future, do you want me?"

The little boy made a gesture of opening his mouth wide and eating it in one bite.

Cui Chan smiled and said: "If you get rid of you, my reasoning is only half explained. Then you just go out of the city with your husband, and I will stay and finish."

Chen Pingan nodded, and said: "Don't kill indiscriminately."

Cui Chan laughed and said, "Sir, how dare the students not listen to what you say."

The bamboo basket moved slightly, and Chen Pingan turned his head to look, the locust wood sword shook slightly for a while, the cute girl in gold clothes followed the wooden sword and the basket all the way to Chen Pingan's shoulder, and waved to him, Chen Pingan understood , Turning his head, this strange spirit who has been living in the locust tree sword whispered in his ear. After Chen Pingan listened carefully, he said to Cui Chan: "It tells me that if you go to the Tai Sui Academy , I want you to say two words to Mao Xiaodong, one is the separation of man and nature, and the other is that etiquette establishes ethics, and the law is supreme."

Cui Chan sighed softly, with a complicated expression on his face.

Obviously, one is the farewell words given by the old scholar, and the other should be the last words that Qi Jingchun originally hoped to pass on to Mao Xiaodong through Chen Ping's mouth.

Cui Chan was a little discouraged, and pointed to the little man on his shoulder to Chen Pingan, "This is the only incense man left in Lizhu Cave, and he has already molded more than half of his golden body. The mountain god is still trustworthy, and in the future, we can raise this incense stick in the temple, use the incense burner as a house, and burn incense as food."

The girl in golden clothes standing on Chen Pingan's shoulder hesitated, took a deep breath, and looked at Cui Chan, "Mr. Qi left a message, but at that time, he said that you might not have a chance. Now that you have recognized Chen Pingan as a Sir, although people are still bad people, I think I can tell you."

Cui Chan was stunned on the spot, his heart agitated, and he said slowly and seriously: "Listen carefully."

The little incense man in golden clothes said in a childish voice: "The student asked the crab six kneeling and two claws, how to explain it, but the typo Mr. replied, poor talent is ashamed of money."

Cui Chan laughed so hard that tears flowed down his face.

Everyone felt baffled.

Cui Chan walked to the library alone, couldn't stop laughing, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes as he walked, turned his head and smiled, "Sir, I won't give it away."

Cui Chan walked into the library, looked at Chen Ping'an's back from the window on the second floor, and shouted loudly: "Mr. My husband is enough, if you can say against your will that you and the old scholar are half a teacher-student relationship, that would be even better."

Chen Pingan turned his head and said, "Understood, you should be careful."

Cui Chan waved his hands and murmured: "Let's get up and do it, you and I will encourage each other."

Cui Chan climbed all the way to the top, reached the sixth floor, and climbed up to overlook.

The reason why he didn't want to go to this level before was not because there was any mystery here, but because his youthful nature was at work again, which reminded Cui Chan of some unpleasant past events.

Whether it is the first disciple of Wensheng or the master of the Great Li Kingdom, they all came from a young age.

Cui Chan reached the top floor, fell backwards, and casually put the ancient inkstone aside, completely ignoring the dust staining his white clothes.

He turned his head and looked at the inkstone, "Since we have already started to make it, why don't we go all out and catch all the evil dragons of the ancient Shu Kingdom and feed them all?"

Cui Chan looked at the multicolored algae well on the top of the building, carved with majestic dragons.

It's not the same as my own library in memory, the light is dim, but there is no such beautiful scenery.

Cui Chen closed his eyes, a little sleepy.

I still remember that when he was young, he was extremely talented, but his temperament was unstable, so he was cruelly "imprisoned" in the small attic on the top floor of the study building by his grandpa who had high hopes, and the stairs were moved away. Saddle is solved in such a big place.

Naturally, there is also a toilet, which is changed every day. In order to resist and express their resentment, children often tear off the pages of the book and use them as toilet paper, or fold paper into small kites and birds, throw them out of the building through a small window, and ride the wind. And fly, and every time I would hear my grandfather yelling and yelling while leaning on a cane in the attic.

At that time, one of the things Cui Chan did the most was to build up all the books in the attic, stand on top of the tall piles of books, lie on the window and look at the river outside the city, often for several hours.

At that time, Cui Chan was not called Cui Chan, but Cui Chan, who interpreted the word as the sound of water, and Jie interpreted the word as Xiongshan Junling.

The grandfather who named him, at that time, of course hoped that this grandson, when he grew up, would grow up with the beauty of famous mountains and rivers, both wisdom and benevolence, and beautiful mountains and rivers, so that he could become the seed of reading and be among the ranks of gentlemen and sages.But the child didn't appreciate it. After finally walking down from the attic, he soon left his hometown to travel far away, out of his home country, out of a continent, and finally went all the way to the Divine Continent of Middle Earth. The farther the better, and I also deliberately removed the 巉 character, leaving only the relatively favorite 债 character, and in the long years to come, I always called myself Cui Chan.

Even if Cui Chan returned to Aquarius Continent and became the Grand Master of the Great Li Kingdom, he still hadn't returned to his hometown once.

don't want to go back.

Cui Chan opened his eyes and wiped his face with his sleeve, "What are you looking at, I've never seen elders sad."

On the top floor, there appeared an old man in Confucian shirt who was out of his body and traveled far away. It was the old Jiao. The old man stared at the square inkstone with a gloomy expression.

Cui Chan didn't get up, but with a wave of his sleeves, he brushed the inkstone towards the old man, "Your 300-year cultivation base has been abolished, and the last incident will be settled. Next, you don't have to rush to Longquan County to help arrest Jiaolong The remnants of the genus, no matter how old or young they are, are locked in the inkstone together. My husband kept a lot of the best-looking snake gallstones, but he didn't bring them out of his hometown. God knows if I will be a boy who spreads money and squander it early, but now is just right, and I can make the best use of it in the future."

Cui Chan sat up, shaking his shoulders casually.

Lao Jiao put away the inkstone, and clearly sensed the change in the weather of the young man. The anger in his heart instantly dissipated, and turned into helplessness and admiration, "The national teacher is indeed the national teacher."

Cui Chan sighed, "From nothing to three, from three to five, it's not worth making a fuss about. It's rare in this little Aquarius Continent, but if it's in the Divine Continent of Middle Earth, you don't have to stay there for 1000 years." , in just 100 years, you will find countless amazing and brilliant geniuses who rise rapidly and then fall instantly, which will even make you dizzy. In the end, you will find that only the old and immortal, and the old and immortal Really great."

The old man in Rushan, the originator of the Ziyang Mansion and the father of the God of Cold Food River, in name Huang Tingguo's resigned and retired old servant, shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not a place for us to stay there. Once we find it, we will probably be caught by those few A great dynasty, grab it and peel it off."

Cui Chen was still sitting on the ground, with a dull face and said: "Things have changed again. In Dali City, some people think that you, as the head of Piyun Mountain New Academy, cannot convince the public. Although I object, His Majesty the Emperor has decided that only You may not be able to secure the second position as the deputy mountain master, this is because I, Cui Chan, made a mistake first, so if you go back on your word, I have no objections."

The old man smiled calmly and said, "I think the Deputy Mountain Master who sits at the back is pretty good. You don't need to be a forest bird."

Cui Chan turned his head and frowned and said, "Be polite to me now, and regret it later, I won't be so easy to talk to."

The old man shook his head and said, "It's not a polite word."

Cui Chan's weird temperament was revealed again, instead of feeling relieved, he sarcastically said, "No wonder you can live so long."

The old man didn't care about this, and said with emotion: "Now I just hope to live longer."

Cui Chen stood up, and without any movement, all the dust shook off his white clothes and drifted away, "Next, please send me to Tai Sui. After you come back here, you can end the matter in Zhilan Mansion, and you can instigate rebellion by the way." the water god outside the city."

The old man looked strange.

Cui Chan walked up to the old man and said with a smile, "What's wrong, I'm not used to people riding on their necks. What's so embarrassing? In ancient times, gods and men rode dragons, just like rich people ride horses and donkeys today." Almost, what a normal thing."

The old man in Confucian shirt smiled wryly, and said, "Then I'll wait for you outside the building."

Cui Chan nodded, and the old man disappeared in a flash.

Suddenly, the sky above the head of the state city was surging, and the big clouds drooped, almost touching the top of the book building.

The statue of the river outside the city turned into a human body, standing by the water, looking up, full of awe.

The same is true for the three gods in the Chenghuang Pavilion and the Wenwu Shuangmiao.

Cui Chan tipped his toes and floated out of the window on the top floor, passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and landed on the head of an old dragon, sitting cross-legged, the old dragon wagged its tail and walked forward against the wind.

A boy in white with a mole between his eyebrows, like a legendary god riding a dragon.

Cui Chan smiled knowingly, closed his eyes, and made a formula with both hands, he was actually practicing the sword furnace stakes bored.

Close to Zhu Zhechi.

At the gate of the city, Chen Pingan turned his head to look, and the sky was full of clouds.

There are two children who look like book boys, one on the left and the other on the right.

As soon as the boy in Tsing Yi walked out of the city gate, he felt that the tiger had returned to the mountain and the dragon had entered the sea. He swaggered: "Master, that guy is quite cruel."

The little girl in the pink skirt glanced at her outspoken mortal enemy, she pursed her lips tightly and did not speak.

Chen Ping stretched out a palm, and gently pressed the boy in Tsing Yi on the head, "He is my student."

The little boy in Tsing Yi was so frightened that he ran away quickly.

Chen Ping moved on.

Is this close to Mo Zhehei?