Sword comes

The old woman sneered and said: "You have hurt the foundation of my sister's practice, this account will be settled. So what about the Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator who holds a magic weapon, it is not doomed."

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Seeing that the chariot of the city lord was approaching, the old woman muttered words and cast spells. Those dead trees began to move like human feet, plowing the soil, and soon a large open space was created. As the chariot slowly descended, some Two green-clothed female ghosts holding ivory jade wats in their hands to clear the way landed first, and threw out the jade wats in their hands. A burst of white light flowed down the ground like a spring, and the dense forest and mud turned into a white jade square, which was extremely smooth and spotless. Chen Pingan When the "water flow" passed by his feet, he didn't want to touch it, so he jumped up lightly, and waved his hand to control a dead branch half a person's height nearby. With a flick of his wrist, he nailed it into the ground, and Chen Pingan stood on the dead branch.

When he followed Mao Xiaodong to fight against the enemy in the capital of the Sui Dynasty, Mao Xiaodong specially explained the strength of a formation master afterward.

The two green-clothed ghosts looked at each other and smiled, the out-of-country expert who made Lady Bai suffer so much never imagined that he would be so cowardly as a mouse.

The old woman sneered and said, "This young master is really courageous."

Chen Pingan replied, "The old lady has good eyesight."

The two pretty green-clothed ghosts thought it was funny and covered their mouths and smiled.

In the Valley of Ghosts and Monsters, where ghosts and ghosts walk everywhere, it is hard to see a living person, and an interesting man in the underworld is even more rare.

The huge chariot slowly landed like a small building in a women's boudoir, and immediately there were two female ghosts wearing gorgeous costumes, moving gently, and at the same time opened the curtain, one of them bowed and said softly: "The city lord, we have arrived. "

Chen Ping looked up, and there was a girl with a phoenix crown and a xiapei sitting in the chariot. The rouge was applied too heavily, her eyes were dull, like a puppet without a soul, and the skirt spread like a huge lotus leaf, occupying It covered most of the chariot, and it set off the little girl like the little lotus showing her sharp corners, which is very funny.

The city lord of Skinny City, named Fan Yunluo, occupied a city after her death. She specialized in recruiting female ghosts to perform duties in Skinny City. She hated men. She proclaimed herself "Fenhou" because she was born with such an exquisite figure, although she was extremely short. But it is said that the flesh and blood are well-proportioned, and she is good at poetry and poetry. There are also countless men who worship under the pomegranate skirt. She was an extraordinary princess who was doted on by the emperor.

Another female ghost in a palace costume was a little helpless, and had to remind her again: "City Lord, wake up, we are here."

The girl trembled, shook her head, still a little confused, her eyes gradually became clear, she yawned, she stretched out her hand to cover it up, the palm was covered with a silk cover, and the precious light flowed, revealing a wrist like suet jade.

Fan Yunluo looked down at the man in the bamboo hat standing on the dead branch, "It's you, an incomprehensible fellow, who caused my Bai Aiqing to be seriously injured and had to sleep in the soul washing pool. You negotiated a deal that would make a lot of money every day, and you are a kind-hearted donkey, and you will be punished."

Seeing that the young man showed no sign of speaking, Fan Yunluo was not annoyed, and continued: "By the way, where did you hide that snowflake robe? It's not a token of love given to you by Bai Aiqing. What's more, take it out, this is her beloved thing, if she is precious, she will die of grief if she loses her. Our skinny city kindly seeks your cooperation, and you have reciprocated maliciously, so let's not mention this account , You still have to rely on your fists to speak in Ghost Valley, you got that snowflake robe, it’s your skill, you make a price now, and I’ll buy it back.”

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "In the eyes of City Lord Fan, how much is this robe worth?"

Fan Yunluo said solemnly: "It should be worth three or five Guyu coins, and it is Bai Aiqing's favorite. I will redeem it on her behalf. Once the golden mouth is opened, it should be doubled. If you make a compromise, it will be eight. Grain rain money."

Chen Pingan asked: "Next, City Lord Fan will ask me how much my little life is worth, and then deduct eight grain rain money to convert it, and after returning the robes of Fu Nicheng, I will hand over a large amount of money with both hands." A penny of fairy money for atonement"

Fan Yunluo's eyes lit up, she leaned forward, her immature face was full of curiosity, "Why are you so smart, you must be a roundworm in my stomach, you know why I think."

She shook her big sleeves, "Very well, after losing money and apologizing, I will give you a lot of wealth, and I will keep it for you to make a lot of money, don't worry."

Chen Pingan asked: "What business?"

She stretched out both hands forward, and said with a smile: "Give me the Snowflake Robe and the Gu Yu money, and we'll talk about this deal that will allow your children and grandchildren to enjoy wealth and honor."

Chen Pingan asked, "Why didn't City Master Fan go to Pimazong monks or other well-traveled people to do this business?"

She squinted her eyes, "Those old-fashioned people who are dedicated to slaying demons and demons have never been greedy for money, but they look down on this business. Ordinary Qi practitioners have a low level and can't hold on. They are wasting my skinny energy. If the level is too high, it will be difficult to discuss the matter of sharing the account between the two parties, and it may even be black and white, all of which are troublesome things that disturb my dreams, so Bai Aiqing and the others have worked hard to find it for more than a hundred years, and you are the most suitable."

After saying these words, Fan Yunluo still stretched out her hands without retracting them, with a bit of anger on her face, "It's tiring for you to make me freeze like this, do you know?"

Chen Pingan was lost in thought.

Although Skinny City and many large and small cities in the south of the Ghost Valley, although they generally maintain a delicate situation of peace and harmony with the monks of the Pima sect, it is difficult to communicate with the monks of the bone beach, so many city lords will rely on their backgrounds. With your vision, look for one or a few monks to help you build a bridge so that you can do business with the outside world and get what you need. Qi, no matter how much it is, is still a quantitative "one". As long as the ghost realm of the ghost valley is high enough and the vision is wide enough, if you climb high and look far, and overlook the entire ghost valley, you can see some traces of the flow of qi, so The growth of each powerful heroic spirit means the loss of other ghosts and ghosts. This is a game of chess, and the competition for territory has always been that you have more and I have less, and there is absolutely no possibility of both parties making money.Most of the northern territory of Guishen Valley is covered by Baigu Jingguan City, and troops are often sent to the south to invade, and they return after plundering again and again, so "open source" has become a top priority for the southern city owners.

The Pima sect guarded the exit archway building on the surface. It seemed to be besieging the city, but in fact, the southern city lord could not help but cultivate puppets to trade with the outside world. It may be that he did not have his own plan. He did not want the southern power to be too weak, so as not to respond to the sentence of the strong and the strong. As the old saying goes, Jingguan City succeeded in dominating Ghost Mystery Valley.

The old woman sternly said: "Bold, the city lord asks you, and dare to be in a daze"

She is exactly the same as the white lady with half-faced makeup, and she is also one of the four confidants of Fan Yunluo in the skinny city. , but is also good at close combat, so before the white lady ghost was severely injured, Fuyoucheng still dared to let her come to say hello to Chen Pingan, otherwise the two ghost generals would be damaged at once, and Fuyou, who had a small family fortune, would still dare to let her greet Chen Pingan The city is in danger, and the surrounding cities are not good.

Fan Yunluo raised a hand suddenly, signaling the old woman not to rush.

She showed a look of wariness.

I saw the young ranger slowly raised his head and took off his bamboo hat.

The bamboo hat disappeared out of thin air.

The hearts of the old woman and the two young ladies in palace costumes on the chariot were slightly tensed.

Sure enough, he is a guy with a square inch mound, a small arsenal, and the like.

Chen Ping put the bamboo hat among the things within his reach.

The bamboo hat is just an ordinary thing. It was a suggestion from Wei Bo and Zhu Lian, reminding Chen Pingan to walk in the rivers and lakes. When wearing a bamboo hat, he should pay more attention not to let out too much breath, so as not to be too dazzling, and it will scare the snake, especially in the deep mountains of Daze , where ghosts are rampant, Chen Pingan needs to be more careful.Otherwise, it would be like wandering among tombs in the wilderness at night, not only carrying a lamp, but also beating gongs and drums, imitating Na Peiqian and pasting talismans on his forehead.

Chen Ping'an had actually discovered this point in the mountains south of the Shujian Lake. At that time, Chen Ping'an was puzzled and his golden gall was broken. Logically speaking, the "morality is in the body, all evils can be avoided" The awe-inspiring atmosphere should disintegrate and disappear.

Zeng Ye, Ma Duyi, and Gu Can at that time were even more confused, not knowing why.

Returning to his hometown, he went to Luoba Mountain Bamboo House, and as Chen Pingan's realm climbed, he became a martial artist of the sixth realm. In fact, he was already familiar with restraining his aura. However, to be careful, Chen Pingan still wore this mask when he traveled to the central part of Aquarius Continent. Wearing a bamboo hat, as introspection.

After Chen Ping lost his hat, he still intentionally suppressed his aura, smiled, and said: "In the past, the situation forced me to do business with people who clearly had a deadly enmity. Now I can't even talk to you guys. No matter how big the enmity is, it should be discussed carefully, and at the worst, you can try it out. Whether you can buy or sell is not a matter of benevolence and justice, but I just figured it out. Of course we can do business. I am now half a burden, indeed. I want to make money, but I can't delay my business."

Chen Pingan took out the Snowflake robe that looked like a snow-white silk scarf again, "The magic robe can be returned to Fu Nicheng. In exchange, you can tell me the traces of that earth fairy and ghost. I made this deal, and the rest is free gone."

Fan Yunluo got up slowly, even if she was standing in the chariot, she was no taller than the two young female ghosts in palace costumes under the steps outside the chariot.

Fan Yunluo asked with a stern face: "After chattering so much, I don't look like a courageous person. In my life, I hate bargaining with others. Since you don't appreciate it, I'll strip you of your soul and leave it on your skin." Light the lamps in the city, let's do business again, this is the trouble you asked for, you can only earn a little profit and hang yourself if you don't make a lot of fairy money."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I have been taught."

So if you want to do as the Romans do, in Luzhou, Beiju, talking about the truth is the worst way.

Thinking about that academy sage, didn’t he also go out in person, beating the three big monks to admit their mistakes?

Chen Ping glanced at the sky.

I wanted to proceed step by step, starting with the relatively weak Golden Core ghost.

Now it seems that a change of policy is needed

omitted.

It is also a rare opportunity to fight the whole skinny city alone.

And since Skinny City is located in the southernmost part of Ghost Mystery Valley, not far from Lanshe Town, Chen Pingan can fight or retreat.

However, Chen Ping'an had already made up his mind, since the fight started, don't leave any troubles behind.

Even if every retreat is for the next fight with the ghosts in the skinny city.

Otherwise, if you go north alone, you have to worry about sneak attacks from your back all the time, that is the real drag.

And in this way, maybe you can save a gold-colored land-shrinking talisman.

Chen Pingan had traveled all the way north before, and always felt that the yin and yang barriers of the ghost valley had been weighed carefully. If he held a sword fairy in his hand and struck with all his might, he might be able to split a gap for a short time. Exhausted, once it is too far away from that small door, it is still difficult to leave, so Chen Pingan plans to write another golden land-shrinking talisman. Surrounded by enemies and intercepted halfway, there is still a chance to escape from the Ghost Valley and reach the Skeleton Beach.

It's just that there is no rush for this matter, and a talisman must be drawn in a secluded place, otherwise, once the details are revealed, let alone two golden land-shrinking talismans, twenty of them will be useless.

There are many strong immortals in Ghost Mystery Valley, not to mention the lord of Jingguan City who is cultivated in the Jade Raw Realm. It should not be difficult for him to leave Ghost Mystery Valley, but he is afraid that the monks of the Pima Sect will occupy the advantageous position in the bone beach and wait for the rabbit. .However, the Pi Ma Sect might hope that this jade-like ghost can leave the ghost valley. The demons have no leader. The ghost valley has always been intriguing. The fighting has been fierce for thousands of years, and the hatred between each other is deep. Once there is no backbone, it will be a mess.

Fan Yunluo told the ghosts under her command from the bottom of her heart, "Be careful of the sword that this person is carrying behind his back, it is most likely a magic weapon that only an immortal sword cultivator can possess."

Fan Yunluo's eyes were burning, her palms were rubbing, and the brilliance of her gloves was soaring. This is one of the reasons why she, the "Marquis of Rouge", was able to build her own city in the south of Ghost Valley and not fall down.

Fan Yunluo twitched the corners of her mouth, as long as that young man is captured, it must be an extremely considerable windfall With the use of blinders, the appearance is higher, and with that sword, the tribute that was handed over to the White Cage City this year has not only been settled, but you can choose one of the green shirt robe and the vermilion wine pot. The city can still have a large surplus, as long as it expands more than a thousand soldiers, maybe it will not have to rely on people so much to survive.

In the final analysis, at that time, the Bai Niangniang, who was not strong in battle but good at hallucinations, was sent here to test out. If it's not good, then it's no wonder that the skinny city has the advantage of being close to the water first, and monopolizes a huge advantage.

In the ghost valley, not to mention cannibalism, ghosts eat

Chen Ping stretched his hands around his shoulders, "Go play by yourself, remember to kill with one blow, and don't hurt the opponent's skeleton. I will take all the bones of these female ghosts as capital. They are broken and can't be sold." Offer a good price."

Then Chen Ping patted the Yangjian gourd, "The same reason."

A long golden line swept out from behind Chen Ping'an.

From the Yangjian gourd at his waist, two streaks of snow-white and green fireflies swept out.

In this white jade square, dozens of skinny city female ghosts who have already formed a siege feel a golden light passing by, and their eyes are scorching hot, as if seeing the scorching sun, they will die in the next instant.

A little more light pierced through their brows.

Chen Pingan was not in a hurry, rolled up the sleeves of his green shirt, jumped off the dead wood under his feet, and walked straight to the chariot.

Lianxiangxiyu

In the dilapidated ancient temple of Shushui Kingdom, a boy in straw sandals once rained his punches on the head of a female ghost, smashing the plump and charming ghost who was flaunting her charm to pieces.

In the Town God's Pavilion of Caiyi Country, he once fought against Shi Rou, who was still a ghost with bones and beautiful bones at that time, and it was even more straightforward.

At the earliest time, Cai Jinjian of Yunxia Mountain was in a back alley, and he also had a sudden porcelain chip on his neck.

The old woman was trembling, as if hesitating whether to escort the city lord, vowing to block the way of this person to the death.

Fan Yunluo's face was frosty, but the next moment it suddenly bloomed like a spring flower, with a charming smile, and said with a smile: "This sword fairy, otherwise let's sit down and talk about the price so we can negotiate. Anyway, the sword fairy has the final say."

Chen Ping's feet suddenly exerted force, and a spider web was split. It was actually the white jade square directly made of the two spirit artifacts of the female ghost who opened the way, the jade wat.

Chen Ping made a straight line and rushed towards the chariot.

The two female ghosts tried to stop them, but they were directly thrown out by Chen Ping's majestic fists on both sides.

That Fan Yunluo's complexion changed slightly, her sleeves waved, her skirt as big as a lotus leaf occupying the vast territory of a chariot was rippling, and she giggled, but the resentment in her eyes was clearly visible, and she said delicate words on her mouth: "I'm afraid." See you later, see you later, if you have the ability, come to Funi City and have a chat with me."

The chariot swayed, shaking the two confidant maids in palace clothes directly from the chariot to the ground.

Chen Pingan jumped up high, stretched out his hand, and the sword fairy with a tacit understanding swept over, was held in Chen Pingan's hand, and slashed down with his sword.

The huge chariot rolled deftly, narrowly dodging the sword, and then sank into the bottom of the dense forest in an instant. There was a dull sound, and it escaped.

Chen Ping tipped his toes, stepped on the flying sword Chu Yi who came over, his body was tens of feet tall, followed the sound of the ground, and finally looked at a place with concentration, the sword fairy in his hand was thrown away, like a bed crossbow arrow , lasing away.

The chariot hastily changed its trajectory and avoided the sword fairy's stab.

With this slight delay, Fan Yunluo's escape speed inevitably slowed down a bit.

Chen Ping stepped on the 15th day of the junior high school, touched the water again and again, raised his arm high, and punched the ground.

Under the earth, there was a rumbling sound, like spring thunder in a dark place.

There were bursts of precious light shaking from the ground, and a series of curse words from the lord of the skinny city, and finally his voice became smaller and smaller, as if the chariot fled deep into the depths in one go.

Chen Pingan knew that this was the secret method of chariots escaping from the ground, and there must have been restrictions. The more the surface "floats", the faster the chariot is, and the deeper it burrows into the soil, it is blocked under the strange water and soil of the ghost valley. more.At first, Fan Yunluo was lucky, but now that she suffered a big loss, she had no choice but to choose the lesser of two evils. She would rather return to Skinny City later than to avoid being assassinated by her own fist and sword fairy.

Sword Immortal and Chen Pingan have the same mind, let him step on his feet, do not rise too high, stick to the ground as much as possible, and then Yujian goes to Fujin City.

As for the first and fifteenth days of Feijian, they went to the ground to follow the chariot.

No matter what, Fan Yunluo cannot be allowed to hide in Skinny City too easily.

Moreover, Chen Pingan still wanted to try to see if the protective formation of the skinny city could stop his own sword.

At the top of a small hill, Chen Ping hovered over the Sword Immortal.

Over there stood a skeleton ghost wearing a Confucian shirt but with no flesh and blood, holding a sword at his waist.

He smiled and said: "The rabbit bites even when it's in a hurry. Why do you want to kill Fan Yunluo? She has always been bullying and afraid of tough, and is the best at judging the situation. You don't have to worry about her pestering you endlessly. She has been clever for so many years, but she was misunderstood by her cleverness. More than once or twice, the mute eats coptis, she has long been used to it, and since she was scared out of her wits, she will only bow her head to make amends with you. What's more, if you really want to kill Fan Yunluo, it will break a certain agreement between Zhu Quan and the city lord of Jingguan City. According to the rules, if you are killed by a group of city lords, and ants eat elephants, you can only exit the ghost valley. Kindly remind me, if you go further north, even if you stick to the ground with your sword, you will be found by the nearby city lords."

Chen Pingan asked: "Are you?"

The skeleton swordsman in a Confucian shirt smiled and said: "The golden core ghost that Fan Yunluo happened to help prevent the disaster has a name in my city, but that's all. I advise you to return to that Crow Ridge quickly, otherwise you may be killed." Will be busy for nothing, and take away all the spoils for that golden core ghost. It was agreed in advance that the division of monarchs and ministers, masters and servants in the ghost valley is a joke, and no one takes it seriously. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "It turns out to be the Lord of the White Cage City."

The bone-and-skeleton frame wearing a Confucian shirt and hanging a long sword obviously looks ridiculous, but it doesn't give people the slightest sense of absurdity. It nodded and smiled: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Chen Pingan thought about it.

Chen Ping patted the gourd with a smile, and the first and fifteenth days of the flying swords flew back into the pot one after another.

Chen Ping's hands covered his sleeves, in which his left hand was holding a golden land-shrinking talisman, and his right hand was holding the walnut bracelet, "Does the city lord have any suggestions?"

The powerful Yin spirit, one of the best in the south of Guishen Valley, shook his head, "It's gone."

Chen Pingan controls the sword fairy, draws an arc and goes away.

The Lord of the White Cage City stomped lightly, "Come out."

A chariot rolled out from the foot of the hillside, and this skinny city treasure was seriously damaged, which fully showed the power of the previous sword and punch.

Fan Yunluo sat in the chariot, covered her face with her hands, and wept. At this moment, she really looked like an innocent girl.

The skeleton city lord in green shirt and holding a sword said with a smile: "You, you, you don't have to think about it when you can not do a business that does not lose money. A young man is cautious everywhere, but he dares to go directly to Qinglu Town , is it here to die?"

Fan Yunluo Lihua was lying in the chariot under the rain, mourning and crying loudly.

Back at Crow Ridge, Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief.

Except for the old woman who had disappeared, the bones of the other dead female ghosts were still there.